Creative Writing: I Told You So

I Told You So.
“Honey? Do you remember the day when we first met?” it was at that moment that I knew that I was fucked. Why was she asking me this odd question and why now? Valerie and I have been together for almost two years now. It made no sense and quite frankly I was afraid of the type of creature that might have possessed this strange woman to ask me a question like this. “Uhh… shit yeah honey why you ask?” it was the only thing that my cautious brain allowed to flow out of my lips and I was praying under my breath hoping that she didn’t hear the hesitation in my voice.” No reason just wanted to make sure if you remember what I was wearing on the first day that we met.” I’m pretty sure the last thing she expected was for me to have a puzzled look on my face but there I was trying hard to dig into my old suppressed memories.
Never again did I think that I was going to be ask to remember a particular moment from my past but there I was

She was absolutely stunning she was wearing these tight hot skinny jeans and she wore this purple blouse that hugged her curves and it just barely exposed her soft brown skin. She had the body of a Spanish goddess. She wore these thick black glasses almost as if she was attempting to hide her light brown gorgeous eyes. The way she walked and the way she talked radiated with pure elegance. At that moment I knew that this was not an average girl. Most of you probably think I’m over exaggerating but she really did take my breath away. As she walked me down the hall to go to the signup sheet I couldn’t help but to sneak a peek at her butt and that… right there was a deal breaker. At that moment I knew that I was going to be the best god damn volunteer the world had ever