I had always liked Jenny, though I didn't know her well personally.I had always liked Jenny, though I didn't know her well personally. We worked together on the night shift. Us night-timers have a slightly different perspective on the world that most other people on 'normal' shifts. We're often driving on streets devoid of life at 3AM, and spend a lot of time at home because nothing's open. And then we sleep through the morning, when everybody else is alive and awake. It's a very lonely life most of the time. Jenny suffered from this as much as I. She had come to town almost a year ago, and because of her hours, she hadn't had so much as one date in all that time. Often she would grumble about the lack of a social/sex life. There were plenty of guys on the night shift, but for some reason she didn't seem interested. More than a few of them were interested, though. She stood about 5 foot seven and was rather busty. She was a bit overweight, but not seriously and I found it quite a turn-on. It made her seem more real, somehow. More than once I had half-jokingly offered my services, only to be turned down with an appreciative smile. I could never seem to work up the nerve to come out and ask her for a date. Mostly it was because I was certain she'd turn me down and rejection was something I didn't really care for. |