Downshire Diary – (31) She’ll be Wearing Pink Pyjamas (Part 01)
Anthony Flood was approaching his 44th birthday and had never felt so young and vital as he had since the episode when had kissed Fiona Fortson in the stationary cupboard, or more precisely she had kissed him.
At the time he had known her for roughly six months and had had a crush on her since the first moment he saw her.
She was in his sister’s bible study group which was held at his house every two or three weeks.
When the diminutive woman standing 4 feet 11 in her stocking feet looked at him with her large saucer eyes he was ensnared.
Even before she deployed the warm mesmerizing smile he was smitten.
But as remarkably beautiful as her face was, her figure on the other hand was singularly unremarkable.
She had short chubby legs, a flat chest and a barely distinguishable waist.
Though her bum was an altogether different proposition and each buttock was beautifully defined inside her cargos.
Anthony however despite being attracted to her didn’t envisage that anything would ever come of it, he was 12 years her senior and she was a sensible Christian girl.
So it came as quite a surprise when his sister Jane volunteered him to help Fiona retrieve something from the stationary cupboard and he ended up helping himself to a snog.
After the event Anthony felt a surprising lack of guilt about it even though he had snogged a fellow congregant on church property during the Sunday service while his sister Jane sat in the congregation.
He didn’t know if Fiona felt guilty, he hadn’t seen her to ask her.
Though in fairness it was Fiona who had initiated the action in the cupboard when she feigned a slip from the steps and fell into his arms.
He remembered so well watching Fiona taking her seat after the event and she looked across at him and smiled,
Anthony winked at Fiona and her face went scarlet and then she looked away.
But when a moment later she turned and looked at him again she smiled broadly and he knew the stationary cupboard kiss was a proper beginning.
However in the week following that eventful Sunday Anthony was away in Nettlefield on business so it hadn’t been the beginning of anything and so it was the next Monday when he decided to act and he decided to visit one of the places she worked and talk to her away from the church.
Fiona had a wonderful work ethic, which was something else he admired her for and she held down three part time jobs.
Monday to Wednesday she worked at Abbotts Gardens Centre, Thursdays and Fridays she worked Dustbusters domestic cleaning services and at weekends she worked in the café and bookshop at St Joseph’s church, which was situated on the edge of the town centre.