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checking out this week’s blog.
A couple of weeks back, I mentioned that I had seen some ***tension***
between a cute blonde and an equally cute brunette not far from my house;
Tyson’s Corner Mall in suburban Washington DC, to be exact.
There’s a restaurant/micro brewery in there called “Gordon
Biersch” or something like that, right next to the book store (Barnes and
Noble?). So while the frau was shopping
for books, I wandered over to the Gordon
Biersch bar and had myself a nice, cool, export lager. Very tasty!
Adjacent to the bar is the restaurant’s hostess stand,
populated a squad of young sillies, blonde (1) and brunette (several). I suspect there all in the 16-18 range. The blonde has been there for a while (yes, I
do frequent GB every now and then so I’ve noticed her) and is a bit bossy. As the night wore on it was clear that one
of the brunettes was chafing at the blonde’s orders.
A real cutie, the girl with dark hair. Looked Hispanic, which is fairly common
around here what with all the Bolivians, El Salvadorans, Hondurans and other
“-rans” that have settled in this area over the past several decades (boy, has
this place changed!!)
Did I mention the brunette had great legs?
Yup, she did. Attired
in short shorts (kinda like the hot pants of the 1970s and 80s), with slightly
dark, but very sheer nylons, and “ballet” style shoes.
Great legs;
absolutely fab, but then again don’t all legs look good in dark nylons?? LOL!!!
Anyway, after the blonde had made some snarky remark and
walked away, the brunette clenched her fist and started her fist and started
yapping at one of the other brunettes. I
didn’t hear what she said, probably something about smacking the blonde.
So I’ve been back there now several times and I’ve never
seen them again working the same shift.
Coincidence? Maybe.
Speaking of malls,
there’s this other mall not far from the adobe called “Ballston Commons Mall”,
located in Arlington, a couple of miles from Arlington National Cemetery.
(NOTE: Just to show you how much this place has
changed, back in the 70s the Ballston area was the home of both the Virginia
branch of the Ku Klux Klan as well as the National headquarters of the American
Nazi Party. People find that hard to believe,
given how wealthy and cosmopolitan the area is today, but 40 years ago
Arlington was the DEEP SOUTH.)
Anyway, a few
years back, the mall featured a new water massage machine … looked like an x-ray
or MRI machine … you slide in a waterproof bag and get pounded by jets of water
for 10 minutes. For this thrill, you paid
$10-20. The massage machine had a nice
young latina named Anna working the machine and selling the massages to mall
customers.
Anna’s was a real
sweetie … American but her folks were from El Salvador or Peru or someplace
down there so she has that look: dark
hair, light brown skin, big chocolate brown eyes. Nice body, about 5’5” and 120 although she’s
already getting a bit of a fat roll at the midriff. I imagine by now she’s in her 30s, has had a
few kids and looks like a big overweight mamasita - but she was a doll then,
maybe 19-20.
One day I was
chatting her up while I was at the mall on an errand to pick up some dry
cleaning (“Honey” I told the wife, “It’s too hot for you to go out, I’ll get
the dry cleaning!”). Sadly, Anna told me
she was leaving the mall that week for another job that had been recently
offered to her.
I told her we
would all miss her and after a few minutes of small talk I excused myself and
walked up to the 2d floor balcony overlooking her stand. She couldn’t see me since I was above and
behind her, but I had a perfect view of her backside so just decided to linger
for while. It was another 95 degree day
and Anna had on short-shorts with a pair those high heeled slide sandals the
girls have been wearing this summer.
Might as well admire her in a pair of shorts since she was leaving
soon. She didn’t have an athletic pair
of legs, but nice, shapely brown legs.
Worth watching for a few minutes.
Eventually,
customers appeared - young kid and his blond girlfriend. After some discussion, which I couldn’t hear,
money is exchanged and blondie - who was also wearing shorts and sandals -
slips out of her shoes and climbs into the machine. Anna gets machine cranking and away we
go.
As the blond is
getting massaged, her and her boy friend are talking and laughing and Anna is
right there with them following along and tending to the machine. Then, blondie reaches out as if to shake her
boyfriends hand -- which I figure is pretty strange - but instead of shaking
they grip hands and then start crossing their thumbs back and forth - you
remember from high school - one, two, three - Thumbfight!! I just laughed; I thought it was so weird and
hadn’t seen it in years. They went back
and forth, everyone was laughing including Anna.
After the massage
was over, Blondie gets out and her and Anna are talking and laughing and the
boy friend has this huge smile on his face.
Before you know it, Anna and the blond have gripped right hands and the
thumbs are crossing back and forth. My
heart immediately pounds as I watch the thumbs battle each other … quickly, the
blonde pins Anna. Although it only
lasted a few seconds, immediately, some other guy with his kids in tow licking
ice cream cones stop to watch. I quickly
bolt for the stairs and bound down to hustle over and watch this spectacle
close up - I can feel my face completely flushed as I stride over to them.
As I’m hurriedly
walking up to them, the phone rings and Anna has a short conversation with
somebody and then hangs up. Laughing,
she slips her bare feet out of her slides, turns around and again reaches her
hand out to blondie. 1-2-3,
thumbfight!! Blonde wins again. Now I’m next to them … there’s about 10 folks
watching from various distances and Anna says:
“OK, let’s try again, first one didn’t count - best out of three!” She’s still smiling but looks a little hurt
and more serious as she struggles to pin the blonde. Now I’m completely beside myself, watching this. Here’s brown haired, brown eyed and brown
skinned Anna, literally toe-to-toe with a pretty blue-eyed blonde in a
thumbfight. Again the blonde pinned
Anna’s thumb and this time she held it … “One more and I get five minutes,
right?” Anna, struggling to free her
thumb said “OK!”
Ah - they were
wrestling over another massage, presumably free if the blonde won.
The blonde
released her grip.
“C’mon Anna” I
said, “take her!!” I was already crushed
that my brown babe was being beaten by a blonde and pretty decisively at
that.
Others chimed in
and encouraged Anna to beat the other girl, others rooted for the blonde …
Besides me, I don’t know who was more amazed by this five minute
exhibition: the several parents who has
stopped to watch or their six year old kids.
They squared off
again, locked hands and went at it, 1-2-3.
Anna was careful and kept her thumb straight up and then began to
repeatedly lunge for the blonde’s thumb … finally on the third “thumb lunge”
she was caught by the blonde and struggled to get free. She pulled back and pushed forward and tried
to twist away but the blonde had her thumb tight. But Anna wouldn’t give up as there was a
pretty good crowd was cheering her on …. “Give?” the blonde asked …”No” Anna replied but it was clear by watching the pushing and shoving that her
body wasn’t nearly as strong as the blondes and she wasn’t going to break
loose. She was still smiling when the
blonde said “C’mon give or I’ll break your thumb” and then she must have pressed
even harder because very quickly Anna
stopped smiling and then grimaced as the blonde said “You better say
‘give’!”
Suddenly, Anna’s
right leg began to tremble and then as she pushed forward, she stumbled and
fell to a knee. She looked up at her
opponent and for a second I thought those big chocolate brown eyes of hers were
about to melt away into tears when she yelled “OK! OK! I give!”
Slowly she
straightened out her legs and shook her hand as she went back to her table and
filled out some coupon and then handed it to blondie. Well, at least she was laughing again. As some of the kids asked Anna for a thumb
fight, I watched blondie slip her feet into her sandals and then walk
away. About the same height and weight
as Anna but as she strolled away I couldn’t help but notice she had pretty
athletic legs.
Well, it wasn’t a
leg fight, but glancing at Anna’s slender brown legs as she slid her feet back
into her sandals and then back at the blonde’s firm legs as she walked away,
provided quite a contrast. It was clear
Anna’s soft brown body was no match for the stronger, more powerful blond.
As I turned my
attention back to the loser she was laughing while she looked down at a couple
of the kids and told them “Oh, we weren’t fighting - I could beat her up in a
fight!”
“Could you really?”
they asked. “Oh yeah” Anna said striking
a boxing pose and jabbing at the air, “I’d give her a fat lip!”
I told her too bad
she was leaving, I’d like to watch if they went at it “I’m sure you could take
her” I said with a smile. But maybe not
very convincingly.
Some of the
customers starting asking questions about the machine, so I slipped away,
completely stunned by what I had seen.
No it wasn’t a
real fight, but it was a nice little battle between two pretty young girls with
great color contrast: brown latina vs.
white blonde. Talk about a dick
stiffener.
(NOTE #2: I originally posted this story on a web site
some years back, so if you look around you might be able to find it)
OK, that pretty much wraps up my writing, ‘cause I know you
don’t want to read anymore.
I’ll let the five catfights speak for themselves.
See you next week!!
