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Albuquerque Passionthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 1929 words)

Author: TJC
Added: Nov 11 2012Views / Reads: 3927 / 2891 [74%]Story vote: 9.12 (32 votes)
A hot tryst at the airport in Albuquerque, NM.
 

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Albuquerque Passions

The airport in Albuquerque, New Mexico, is small and easy to make one's way around in, and when you're there during off hours, like say the early morning hours between 4 and 6 AM, it can be desolate. I was taking a redeye and found myself there for a three hour layover when I ducked into the men's room between gate sections A and B.

By the sinks was a young woman crying, wiping her eyes with tissues and I feared I'd entered the wrong bathroom until I realized there was a line of urinals along the other wall. She looked up and embarrassedly looked around.

"Oh shit, I'm in the wrong place," she had tears and grabbed her back backpack, a gold Colorado State sweatshirt threaded through the straps, slinging it over her tight beige sweater but suddenly stopped, shaking her head sadly.

"Can I help you in anyway?" She was beautiful. Long brown hair and dark eyes, the sweater and jeans left no doubt as to her fit body. The jeans were tucked into tall black boots. The girl shook her head.

As a job placement counselor I dealt with people's emotions all the time, but I didn't know this young woman and had no clue as to what was bothering her. "Do you need to talk? Not much open yet, but I bet we could have a coffee somewhere."

"I'm fine." She straightened up and took a deep breath as if she was about to face some horrid fear. "I'm sorry." Her voice was young and sweet, but accented with obvious pain.

"Nothing to be sorry about," I said, setting my briefcase on the counter. "Life can be messy, can't it?"

"Life can fucking suck," she said. She started to move past me but stopped. "Thank you." She gently touched my forearm with her cold delicate hand, a large ring on her index finger that appeared to be Black Hills gold. Her nails were painted turquoise. I can't deny liking how it felt.



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