Previously on “The Princess & The Playa,” we were introduced to Sarah, a young woman in her mid-twenties who was thoroughly frustrated with her thankless job as a front desk receptionist. She made a promise to herself that she would get through the day with nothing but positivity, even if she had to force herself to do so. Almost as soon as she made that promise, she was taken by surprise, as a young gentleman walked into the office… and seemingly into her life.
And now, here is Part Two of “The Princess & The Playa.”
Sarah turned around, and saw this tall, well-built man. He had to have been about six feet tall, and he had an afro like William Dent from Girlfriends. He was dressed in khaki pants and a chocolate brown cabana shirt. Sarah’s eyes lit up, and unbeknownst to her, she tilted her head to the left and put her hand over her chest.
“Hello there,” Sarah said with a smile. “How may I help you?”
“Yes, my name is Duane Anoai, and I have a ten o’clock with Brenda,” the gentleman said as he smiled back at Sarah.
“Okay, please have a seat and I will let her know that you are here.”
On his way to his seat, Duane tried to nonchalantly check out Sarah. He took into account her honey blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and pink lipstick. He also noticed that she had an alluring scent of apple blossom lotion, and she was color coordinated in her dress. “I bet someone done scooped her up about five months ago,” he thought to himself as he took out the necessary documents for his meeting with Brenda.
Sarah buzzed Brenda and let her know that Duane was ten minutes early for his appointment. Duane was excited, because it was his last year in the MBA program at Golden Gate University, and he was looking to make the most of it. Ironically enough, he felt that the angels were smiling on him, because he had never seen a woman as lovely as Sarah. He thought of the right thing to say to her, without making it well known that he was checking her out. He knew not to say, “Damn, Baby Girl—you know you fine!” Such a statement was just flat-out inappropriate. As Sarah continued stuffing envelopes for one of the professors, Duane finally figured out something to say to her.
“Orange is definitely your color, Miss, and it shows.”
“Oh, thank you,” Sarah blushed. “Orange just so happens to be my favorite color.”
“I can tell, because you wear it well.”
Sarah knew Brenda’s routine quite well. Like usual, Brenda was taking her sweet time getting ready for her appointments. She knew that Brenda never took her job seriously, so she decided to spark a conversation with Duane. In the midst of the conversation, Duane made mention that Sarah’s boyfriend was the most fortunate man in the world. Sarah chuckled and informed Duane that she was a single lady. Upon hearing this, Duane raised his eyebrow and nodded.
“What’s a pretty young lady like you doing single?” Duane asked.
“Well, I have my reasons,” Sarah answered with a smile. “I guess I don’t have time to date that much. Besides, I’d rather be single the rest of my life than have five kids by five different men out of wedlock like most women I know.”
Suddenly, Brenda stormed out of her office and demanded that she was ready to talk to Duane about his last few classes of the MBA program. Duane looked at Sarah with bewilderment, and Sarah shrugged her shoulders as if to say, “I don’t know.” When Duane walked into the office, Brenda cut an evil look at Sarah, then slammed her office door very loud and very hard. Wendell walked out and asked Sarah what was going on, to which Sarah responded: “I’m not the one you should talk to—ask Brenda.”
As Sarah continued with her office duties, Arnold walked in to say hello. Arnold worked in the department down the hall, and he always came by to chat with Sarah. Arnold was also one of the rare few that helped Sarah out when she first started working. As they were conversing, Duane had finished with his meeting and left Brenda’s office. Just as Duane was about to leave, he turned back around and asked if Sarah was available for lunch sometime during the week. As Sarah’s eyes lit up, she looked at Arnold, who chuckled appreciatively. Sarah suggested that Wednesday was good for her. She also wrote her cellphone number down and handed it to Duane.
“Okay, Miss Sarah—I shall see you this Wednesday, and lunch is on me,” Duane said as he winked at Sarah.
Sarah felt breathless, as she put her hand over her heart and bit her lip. All the while, Arnold kept on nodding, then he said, “Go ‘head on, Miss Sarah.” Sarah began to smile, and then she started blushing like crazy.
And now, here is Part Two of “The Princess & The Playa.”
Sarah turned around, and saw this tall, well-built man. He had to have been about six feet tall, and he had an afro like William Dent from Girlfriends. He was dressed in khaki pants and a chocolate brown cabana shirt. Sarah’s eyes lit up, and unbeknownst to her, she tilted her head to the left and put her hand over her chest.
“Hello there,” Sarah said with a smile. “How may I help you?”
“Yes, my name is Duane Anoai, and I have a ten o’clock with Brenda,” the gentleman said as he smiled back at Sarah.
“Okay, please have a seat and I will let her know that you are here.”
On his way to his seat, Duane tried to nonchalantly check out Sarah. He took into account her honey blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and pink lipstick. He also noticed that she had an alluring scent of apple blossom lotion, and she was color coordinated in her dress. “I bet someone done scooped her up about five months ago,” he thought to himself as he took out the necessary documents for his meeting with Brenda.
Sarah buzzed Brenda and let her know that Duane was ten minutes early for his appointment. Duane was excited, because it was his last year in the MBA program at Golden Gate University, and he was looking to make the most of it. Ironically enough, he felt that the angels were smiling on him, because he had never seen a woman as lovely as Sarah. He thought of the right thing to say to her, without making it well known that he was checking her out. He knew not to say, “Damn, Baby Girl—you know you fine!” Such a statement was just flat-out inappropriate. As Sarah continued stuffing envelopes for one of the professors, Duane finally figured out something to say to her.
“Orange is definitely your color, Miss, and it shows.”
“Oh, thank you,” Sarah blushed. “Orange just so happens to be my favorite color.”
“I can tell, because you wear it well.”
Sarah knew Brenda’s routine quite well. Like usual, Brenda was taking her sweet time getting ready for her appointments. She knew that Brenda never took her job seriously, so she decided to spark a conversation with Duane. In the midst of the conversation, Duane made mention that Sarah’s boyfriend was the most fortunate man in the world. Sarah chuckled and informed Duane that she was a single lady. Upon hearing this, Duane raised his eyebrow and nodded.
“What’s a pretty young lady like you doing single?” Duane asked.
“Well, I have my reasons,” Sarah answered with a smile. “I guess I don’t have time to date that much. Besides, I’d rather be single the rest of my life than have five kids by five different men out of wedlock like most women I know.”
Suddenly, Brenda stormed out of her office and demanded that she was ready to talk to Duane about his last few classes of the MBA program. Duane looked at Sarah with bewilderment, and Sarah shrugged her shoulders as if to say, “I don’t know.” When Duane walked into the office, Brenda cut an evil look at Sarah, then slammed her office door very loud and very hard. Wendell walked out and asked Sarah what was going on, to which Sarah responded: “I’m not the one you should talk to—ask Brenda.”
As Sarah continued with her office duties, Arnold walked in to say hello. Arnold worked in the department down the hall, and he always came by to chat with Sarah. Arnold was also one of the rare few that helped Sarah out when she first started working. As they were conversing, Duane had finished with his meeting and left Brenda’s office. Just as Duane was about to leave, he turned back around and asked if Sarah was available for lunch sometime during the week. As Sarah’s eyes lit up, she looked at Arnold, who chuckled appreciatively. Sarah suggested that Wednesday was good for her. She also wrote her cellphone number down and handed it to Duane.
“Okay, Miss Sarah—I shall see you this Wednesday, and lunch is on me,” Duane said as he winked at Sarah.
Sarah felt breathless, as she put her hand over her heart and bit her lip. All the while, Arnold kept on nodding, then he said, “Go ‘head on, Miss Sarah.” Sarah began to smile, and then she started blushing like crazy.
TO BE CONTINUED ON FEBRUARY 16, 2011
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