Intro

This is the first part of the first story i wrote. i hope you like it.

     I've always loved women, but I don't know if I have ever been in love with a woman. Sure I have had lots of girlfriends even some really nice ones, beautiful girls some brunets, some blondes, even one with red hair. She was the best, the red hared one, her name was Kathy if I remember correctly. Kathy was truly beautiful, she was 5 foot 11 inches tall with neck length hair. That hair though oh man I could go on for hours about her hair, it was so different, so unique, that may be what I liked most about some women there difference, their uniqueness.

    

     I really need to find her, my soul mate, Mrs. Wright, whatever you want to call her. I fell that I want to be in love with someone. All these women I've been with, some of who if had strong feelings for and some have returned those feelings, in the end I think it was just physical attraction. And while attraction is a good thing I don't want to spend my life with someone just because they are attractive. But to be fair almost all of them were nice people. That feeling that I wanted, finding my soul mate, the feeling of love, the feeling of everything you are in someone else.

 

     Ah but who am I kidding does it really even exist? And even if it is real what is the chance of one person finding in the billions of people in the world finding the one that is the perfect match for you. At that point you may as well settle down with someone just because they are nice enough. Perhaps that's what I should do, the next girl I find myself with just try my hardest to be with them for the rest of my life, provided that they would actually want to be with me.

 

"Sam get back to work" my boss yelled quickly snapping me back from my day dreaming about women and love.

"but it's almost lunch time" I replied.

"well, that's true." he said and ducked back out the door.

 

Ah I can finally I could go back to day dreaming, or so I thought.

 

"actually lets go out to lunch" he said popping back into my annoyingly small office. "I just have to go to the bank first, payday you know"

"you know you can get it deposited directly?" I asked "cause that would be a lot easier than this."

"yah, yah. I know it's a hassle but I like this way"

"Ha, there is a cute teller isn't  there?"

"perhaps perhaps, but let's get going i'm hungry."

He then yelled "come Robbin the bank"

To which I replied "and then, the taco store"