Play song.
1988
SEXUAL APPETITE
Michael secretly watched Magnolia from
behind a stack of books as she sorted out and
organized the many books that were inside of
a large brown box. She had been working on
the new shipment all night and was basically
done.
For the past month, Magnolia had been working
for Michael, just as what was agreed upon. She only came during closing hours, when nobody was there
except for him. She worked four days out the week.
She was a hard worker and helped Michael out a
great deal. He now had more time to worry about
operating the entirety of the store.
Instead of unpacking boxes and rearranging
things, all he basically did now was sort out the operating finances of the store and rung people
up. A great load was definitely lifted off of his
shoulders with the helping hand of Magnolia.
As time passed by, Michael began to grow very
fond of Magnolia. She was just so...unique in all
the right ways and she made Michael smile a lot.
She made him laugh, sometimes sing.
She would make him dance. They would have
dance battles, which he won. Magnolia was making Michael happy. Something he tried to do on his
own for so long, someone else was doing it.
In such a short amount of time, Michael fell really hard for this girl. It wasn't love, not yet at least but
it was something close to it. Very close.
"I can tell you how I feel about you night and day, how I feel about youuuu." Magnolia sung with the
tune that played on the stores radio.
Al B. Sure! voice echoed throughout the store.
"I'll love you more in the rain or
shine And making love in the rain
is fine A love so good and I call it
mine Love is blind"
Michael watched her as she sung and danced a
bit to the music. His eyes wandered all around her
body, he found himself having certain thoughts.
Sexual thoughts.
He wondered how she looked naked. If she had a
bra underneath the sweatshirt, what color panties she had on. He wondered how her lips would fell
against his. Probably soft like the inside of a rose.
He began to imagine her naked body underneath
his. Her breast pressed against his chest and her head rolled against a pillow as he buried himself
in between her smooth thighs.
Fuck.
He really wanted this girl, in more ways than one.
It wasn't just a sexual thing. He really wanted
to date her but it seemed as though every time he wanted to take her somewhere, something would
come up and she couldn't make it.
Michael was starting to believe that maybe she
didn't like him the way that he liked her, or maybe he wasn't showing her that he liked her enough.
He didn't know which one it was or if it was
either one at all. All he knew was the he wanted her. He wanted her more than anything he ever wanted in his entire life.
Magnolia placed the last book that was inside the box against the shelf before she started to dust her
hands off. She stretched out her limbs and yawned
a bit before turning around to see Michael peeping
at her through a stack of books.
