The Auction
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"Utopian Overlord"
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The Auction
Peter parked his white BMW K-100 motorcycle outside of Combs Hall and raced up the stairs to the second floor. Holding his helmet by its chinstrap, he hurried down the hallway to the lab’s open door. Norine was probably already inside. He was hoping for some early “alone” time with her.
A familiar female figure leaned against the wall outside the lab, studying an open notebook. Peter recognized Miz Roo, an older student who was trying to get a degree for God-knows-what-reason. She was something of a local celebrity, a self-possessed woman undeterred by school rules, who drove a red Honda dirt bike to class every day.
Seeing her blue helmet sitting on the floor, Peter decided to break the ice. A quick “hello” was his plan. It had worked before, and had the benefit of innocent deniability if Norine caught him talking to another woman. But Norine was out of sight, so the coast was clear. He held up his helmet to show Miz Roo that he was a fellow biker.
Turning on his soft voice, he said, “Hi. What’cha riding?”
She looked back down into her notebook and answered, “Honda”.
“Ahhh,” Peter said knowingly. “A rice-burner. Hi, I’m Peter. I drive a BMW”.
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(The rest of the story can be found HERE)
A familiar female figure leaned against the wall outside the lab, studying an open notebook. Peter recognized Miz Roo, an older student who was trying to get a degree for God-knows-what-reason. She was something of a local celebrity, a self-possessed woman undeterred by school rules, who drove a red Honda dirt bike to class every day.
Seeing her blue helmet sitting on the floor, Peter decided to break the ice. A quick “hello” was his plan. It had worked before, and had the benefit of innocent deniability if Norine caught him talking to another woman. But Norine was out of sight, so the coast was clear. He held up his helmet to show Miz Roo that he was a fellow biker.
Turning on his soft voice, he said, “Hi. What’cha riding?”
She looked back down into her notebook and answered, “Honda”.
“Ahhh,” Peter said knowingly. “A rice-burner. Hi, I’m Peter. I drive a BMW”.
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(The rest of the story can be found HERE)
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From: linwood,ms.
i like the "auction"! sorta reminded me of a heli ride in central America ;the marine sitting across from me turned green as a dollar&i was wondering what MRE he was about to recycle and share with me.
Last edited by lambchopp; Jul 9, 2010 at 10:10 AM.
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