The classifieds

"Hello,” a feminine voice on the other end of the line, “this is Angela, how may I help you!?!” It was now or never, so in a soft almost whispered voice he replied, “Uh, my name is Vance and you answered my ad in the paper!!!” Oh, Vance,” she replied smoothly, “I’m so happy you called, I hope you liked my picture, I don’t look too fat do I!?!” “Oh no,” he quickly replied, “y-you look just fine, in fact I’d say you look wonderful!!!” “That’s so nice of you to say,” she replied in a sweet voice that instantly gave him a huge hardon, “I’m so looking forward to meeting you in person, that’s why you called isn’t it!?!” “Uh, yeah sure,” he stumbled, “when do you want to get together!?!” “Well, for me it would be the sooner the better,” she answered softly, “I just want you to know that I’m really in need, if you know what I mean!?!” Vance actually made a loud gulping sound, and after getting his bearings, he replied in wavering voice, “I-I know exactly what you mean, how about tomorrow afternoon!?!” “That sounds just fine,” she answered quickly, “when and where!?!” “Do you know where the Old Time Bar is,” he asked, “it’s over on Eighth Street!?!” “I know where it is,” she replied almost breathlessl... Läs hela novellen