Cato
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She was the clerk in the photography shop.
She sold me my first SLR.
Prior to the purchase I used a 4x5 camera to make zone system pictures, a la Ansel Adams.
“You can shoot a lot of frames with this camera,” she explained.
I asked her to come to an avant-garde theater piece I was playing.
She accepted.
After the show we went to my crib and smoked a spliff, drank wine and had glorious sex.
She stayed at my crib all weekend. We had every kind of sex there was.
She left Sunday night after even more sex.
That week I had a full calendar.
I went to the photography shop on Friday.
She wasn't there.
I asked Galen, the owner, ”Where is Cato?”
“She joined the Moonies.”
“Cato won't be back?” I asked.
“Never,” he replied.
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Author's Note
Man meets woman.
Reminds me of a girl I met in a photo shop one day. *
I feel your pain. Tight and well told.*
Thank you Jake. I hope it wasn't a negative experience :-))
Gary-
Thank you for the kind comment. Interestingly, though this is a work of fiction, it becomes confused with that wonderful genre "Creative Non-Fiction."
The girl in the photoshop did become a Moonie, which is the one historically true thing.