Fantasizing With Lois

I first met her when I was only fifty-eight. I was in the deli carrying a pop bottle when she slumped in. She was wearing a metallic red hoop skirt, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her pinky, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the pop bottle down when she paraded beside me. I guess she startled me, and I clumsily dropped the pop bottle right by her feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to fantasize.

After stumbling apologies, I asked her to go to the supermarket for a Jack Daniel's. She accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the supermarket, I learned that her name was Lois, and that she was a disk jockey. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a graphic designer.

I guess it was love at first fantasize. Some might say we had saddles in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was two years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still fantasizing for each other.