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I have recently spent some time
updating my Memories [link]

and in reading about the past summer
I realized a tale which I had meant to share with you
had been forgotten
so
without further ado

the forgotten woman

I had spent the morning
surfing along Carolina beach
in the company of friends
and friends of friends

our group had a fair number
of attractive lasses with lil asses
but
all were spoken for
even though most of their men
were working while we played

so I took it
as pleasant scenery
and enjoyable company
and in both they did excel

that afternoon
the group of us
two guys
six women
[yeah they were all hotties too]

relaxing on the beach
when my hostess
a gorgeous lil redhead
advised me to look behind me

so I did

and there on the white sands
was a brunette of uncommon

virtues

merely twenty feet away
I excused myself to walk back to the boardwalk
"to buy some water"

*grin*

charming smile and nod
to said brunette
coy smile received in return

bought my water and on the return trip
noticed she had turned herself
ever so slightly
that her back would not be facing me
on my return

so I stopped an chatted her up

she had gleaming and perfect white teeth
in a vibrant and welcoming smile
positively gorgeous hair
and an appropriately well adorned figure
to match the bikini she clad herself in

but what struck me most
I think
was her skin
flawless in texture to an almost impossible degree
and tanned to that perfect healthy tan
not the overdone aged look
which so many beach bunnies get

I helped her apply some lotion

I spun my charm
she played her wiles
for some time
we danced that dance

and it was much fun

till we were interrupted
by a friend informing me
that we were all heading back to the hotel
to relax by the pool
and get some rest before the evenings festivities

I invited her to join us
but she had to go to work in a short while
however she smiled
and said if I was to show up at her work
about ten o'clock
I might be able to convince her
to go out with me then

she told me where she worked
called my cell phone from hers
in case I needed to call her for directions
and with a playful set of smiles
we parted

back at the Ok Corral
[not that want not really the name of my hotel]

we frolicked in the pool

a hot summer day
drifted easily into a hot summer night
guided by the consumption
of nearly a liter of bourbon
between my friend and I
[the ladies merely managed three cases of beer between them]

about 11:30pm we returned to our room
showered and began to dress for the evening

it was at this point
I noticed that little flashing light on my phone
which just screamed

"YOU FUCKING MORON"

I rammed my worthless head into the wall
which prompted a strange silence among my companions

and my under the breath
self condemning

"fuck"

glided across the room
undisturbed
as
if each person
wanted no part of it

a moments silence
earned by
the utter contempt and violence
with which I had spoken

then the obvious question

"What?"

and I explained

That little blinking light
was telling me that I had
forgotten to call the hot chick

I picked up my phone
flipped it open
and indeed saw
she had called me three times
and left one message

I felt about one inch tall

how could I

of all people

forget such a beautiful woman?

even today I have no excuse
save perhaps
that it does indeed prove
my own humanity