I couldn’t help myself. I watched her every morning for three weeks while she waited for her bus. Living just above the bus stop afforded me the ability to watch her in peace, in private, without prying eyes asking me what I was doing.
The first day I noticed her I was smoking on the roof. I wasn’t looking for her or anyone else, but there she was. Probably 5’3, frosty blonde hair, curvy body….at least I think. I’m bad about guessing weight and as far as her body shape, it’s the middle of winter and she’s wearing layers….it all gets a little vague at some point.
The point is, I was taken with her. She always listened to music or a pod cast or something. She had headphones in and kept her head up, she had good situational awareness. She was sensitive to movement and kept her head on a swivel. If I had to guess, she had a military father or brother.
I watched her for two weeks before I decided to meet her. On Tuesdays she is alone when she gets on the bus. Any other day of the week this guy and his girlfriend or wife wait with her but get on the next bus. I’m assuming they work together and Tuesday is their day off. So I waited for a Tuesday.