~Months went on and Autumn turned to Winter but still every day, John would sit at the window across from the main entrance to The Metropolis Daily Pl...net. He was working on a planned fantasy trilogy but right now he was sat with his fingers poised and hovering over the keyboard of his laptop. John would make his way to this particular coffee shop on a daily basis and spend hours writing or watching and waiting, not because it was a particularly good coffee house or because it was the only one. I again opened my coat and stood there. This time the response was more positive and the both smiled and stood their ground. One reached out and covered my pussy with his hand as he grinned towards his mate. Then a voice called their names from front of the shop and, with clear reluctance, they left, never taking their eyes off me until the last possible moment.Leaving the model shop, i wandered about a bit until i found a comic shop. This unit was really small but was empty of anyone apart. Maybe it was a moot point and he just needed to let nature take its course.Despite the huge downer Friday, especially Friday night, Dave felt like he was getting his emotions about Julie back under control. The downer Friday came from ugly realities striking home, and he'd pretty much dealt with them. Though he knew there would be bad days to come, the worst seemed over with. But, there were a couple points that refused to go away.The first was Shae again. No matter what the reality of the. Angela thought about the kid back at the bus stop and saw red. It was his fault she was stuck walking in this. She should have given him a piece of her mind. No, more than that; she should have torn him a new—A car pulled up, an old clunker of indeterminate make and model and a faded reddish paintjob. The passenger window had been repaired with duct tape and couldn‘t roll down, so the driver had to open the door and lean over in order to talk to her. "Do you need a lift?" he said.The girl.