Mitzi's Slice of Life
By ice rivers
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Today was gonna be a lucky day for somebody, most likely Fritz.
Mitzi slept in and was in no rush so she took her sweet time doing her makeup. She intended to wear confidence for the next 24 hours. She evened her skin tone and got control of her oil. She gazed in the mirror and liked what she saw. Flawless and natural, just the way she liked it.
She threw on a pair of Topshop jeans and a Citizens of Humanity T shirt. She chose a pair of golden hoop earrings and her Argo necklace.
Before she made up her mind about shoes, Mitzi checked into Instagram and looked at some really adorable charcutie plates and thought maybe an anklet and some heels.
Too much hassle.
She chose a pair of strappy sandals to show off yesterday's pedi. She put her denim jacket loaded with rhinestones and fringe and headed for her Reiki session. During the session she started getting super turned on thinking about seeing her boyfriend Fritz. When it was over Haylen, her practicioner, told Mitzi that she had felt what could be considered the peak of an orgasm during her treatment of Mitzi.
This only added to Mizi's already smoldering self-confidence.
Mitzi still had plenty of time and she had been thinking of melty cheese and pepperoni so she stopped off at Slice of Life and ordered a slice. She sat in a four person booth by herself, more room to stretch her long legs and put her delectable feet up on the empty booth. She placed her zebra print purse on the table. She tantalized the pizza with her tongue before teasing it for eight minutes as she imagined Fritz's penis and momentarily lost focused on her outfit.
She took an extra three minues on the "pizza" and imagined the moans.
The morning, like the pizza itself was perfect and there was no reason to suspect anything else as her day danced forward.
She was aware that anyone entering the pizza shop would experience an OoOooOh, who is SHE moment.
Jem Masters was having that exact moment when he finished up his pizza and walked out the door.
Soon there would be sirens.
Jem wasn't expecting a boner at a pizza shop but there it was.
Jem had just come out of Slice of Life, the neighborhood pizza shop. The Slice of Life had survived a fire and had just reopened. The damage was relatively minor. Next door to the Slice at the Laughing Brook Spell Casting and Ancestral Arts, where the witch was always “in”, the damage was far more extensive. Laughing Brook was on the move anyways.The PERFECT location had presented itself the very same week the shop burnt the roof off the building that caged it, very large forces were acting directly upon the street corner.
Jem had always felt good that he had a Spell Casting shop in the middle of his downtown. God knows they had a speed trap. Approaching that corner the speed limit dipped from 35 to 20 in about 100 yards and a cop was always sitting right there. This produced a lot of revenue for town attorneys.
After devouring two Slice of Life pizza slices, Jem was looking forward to a float in the pool when he saw this old guy approaching the corner. The guy was tall. He was tan. He was not from here nor from Impanema. He was pre-occupied. He didn’t look right almost as if he were under a self induced trance. Jem was gonna say hello but was pretty sure the tall guy wasn’t gonna hear him unless he said it too loud which it was too hot to do and which he wouldn’t have done anyways as portly, paper bag guys don’t usually start up conversations with tall, tan, trance driven older guys.
The guy started to enter the crosswalk and then he was on the ground.
It was happening right NOW, right in front of Jem.
Jem called 911 a split second after tall, tan guy hit the ground.
911 called the speed trap cop who showed up immediately from a few yards away and started with the CPR.
An ambulance was there in a flash and the EMT’s took over from the cop. After a bit of shirt tearing and chestpounding and pincushioning, the ambulance took off with the tall guy inside , the cop alongside and the sirens blasting. Before he left, the cop took Jem's name.“If this guy survives, you saved his life”, the cop named Officer Wilson, told Jem before he tore off to the hospital.
Jem removed his glasses from his giant head and wiped them with his Panthers tee shirt.
Jem was still hard when Mizi emerged from the Slice.
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