It was happening again!
February was here and
Kathy still didn't have a date for Valentine's Day. What was wrong with these
guys? Kathy was sexy and fun, but no one ever noticed that come February. No, it
was always some other woman who got the flowers sent to her office, the
chocolates delivered to her desk, or that special piece of jewelry presented at
the restaurant. And it was definitely always some other woman who got swept off
her feet and taken home for a night of incredible, mind-blowing passion.
This year Kathy wanted
in on the magic and she was pulling out all of the stops to make it happen.
Slinky dresses, spiked shoes, alluring perfume, she'd do whatever it took to get
the right man's attention. This year, come February 14th, Kathy wouldn't be the
one sitting at home. Whatever it took this would not be another dateless
Kathy sprung out of her
chair, stormed across the kitchen and yanked open the refrigerator door. She
snagged a Sam Adams and popped the cap, then took a long swig directly from the
Her roommate, Janine, smiled at her.
“It’s not funny!” Kathy insisted. “It happens every year.”
“It’s funny,” Janine corrected her, “precisely because it does happen
every year. No matter how much you date in the year before, you always seem to
be alone on Valentine’s Day.”
Kathy scooped up another beer and returned to the kitchen table. She slid the
bottle over to Janine, then handed her the opener. “It’s not like you have a
date this year either.”
Her assertion had no impact on Janine’s good humor. Quite the opposite, her
eyes began to twinkle as she responded. “I have never had a date on
Valentine’s Day and frankly I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s a
purely commercial holiday that mostly makes people feel bad about themselves.
Did you know that more couples break up on Valentine’s Day than on any other
day of the year?”
“I’d like to be dating someone to risk breaking up with,” Kathy said. She
slumped down in her chair. “I mean, why don’t we have dates? We’re both
pretty. We’re both fun.”
If anything, Kathy had understated the truth. Even sitting around the apartment
in old sweats and t-shirts, Kathy and Janine looked very attractive. While not
thin by Cosmos’ standards, both women were fit and firm.
Janine had straight black shoulder length hair and a very pale white complexion.
She had large breasts, decent hips and absolutely smoking legs when she cared to
show them properly.
Kathy’s dark skin was smooth and silky. She had a truly kicking ass, great
hips, long, luxuriant hair, and a bosom to match Janine’s.
They both really were attractive. It made no sense that these two twenty-six
year olds would be sitting home without a date on Valentine’s Day.