original prose by Phil_413

TO THE BEAUTIFUL LADY IN THE WHITE DRESS

I was so tired.

My head hurt. My body ached. I had been working pretty much non-stop since about 5am Thursday morning. I was hoping and praying silently that the day would end soon so I could go home and sleep through the weekend.

I was wearing ALL BLACK as my business custom is. I like to portray power and control when I work. My uniform sets the standard for that. My tan is very dark from the sun and I have strong features and a chiseled jaw. My dark almost black sunglasses matched my black watch on my right wrist, even though I'm right handed.

I had just finished lunch with my buddy who I hired to help me on the job. Lunch didn't help. He was getting his equipment together on the other side of the square.

I was reaching over the bed of my little silver Toyota Tacoma pickup truck, almost deliriously looking for something.

I looked up and in front of my truck.

You were the most beautiful vision of perfection… in a Perfectly White Crisp Pleated Cotton Short Mini Skirt Dress that gleamed like something out of a fairy tale in the brilliant heat of the sun at about 12:26pm

You were tanned perfectly and your dress perfectly clung to your perfect form at the middle of your upper arms, around your ample breasts, around your waist, on top of your hips, and relatively near the tops of your thighs.

You were Perfection In Symmetry.

You were simply...beautiful.

You smiled right at me just before you opened the door to get your daughter out of your silver Chevy SUV and I felt The World Stand Still.

I looked right at you and said "Hi, how are you ma'am?" Your smile did not stop. It honestly just seemed to last forever as I stood there.

Then the moment passed and my pain returned and I longed for the day to end.

I watched you for a few moments longer. Then I disappeared around the corner.

I went back a few moments later just to catch a glimpse of you again.

But you were gone.

I'll never forget your smile.

Thank you.