Lost Stories by Unknown Authors

Story by w415800

I came across this old zip file from 2005, it came from some dead site, and I haven't been able to identify the source of these stories, I would appreciate the help.

Ambivalence by Unknown. there are lots of holes, errors and weird composition, you are welcome to make changes.

Ambivalence` was sitting leisurely upon a barstool, facing away from the bar, her back leaning into it, elbows propped onto the edges. Digits held cancer stick between thin, glossed lips as she inhaled lightly, pulling aside the cigarette to exhale shortly afterwards, reminding herself about how much a pain-in-the-ass night shift is. Head leaned back semi-exhaustedly, causing a mix of black and blonde hair to fall from her shoulders. Light blue orbs glanced absentmindedly to the ceiling. As a waitress, she should be cleaning and closing up, but she didn't feel like it

<Kakumei> Mmm, here we go. Well--this is why night shifts exist--so that bored people at home have somewhere to go when they get cabin fever and -need- to get out of the house. Which is just the case with this particular woman that makes her way into the...apparently deserted restaurant? Well, deserted, aside from that woman there at the bar. Must be a waitress. Poor girl--she must be bored as hell, too. Well, here's something to do. Early to mid twenties, say--thin, almost painfully so. Bust? Hips? Ha. Skinny, I say. Though her hair's somewhat nice. Jet black, dangling down to mid-back. A thin pair of wireframe glasses rest perched on her nose, as well.

Ambivalence` crossed a leg over another, pushing up that already too-short waitress' skirt, which had tightly formed to curvaceous hips. She was getting comfortable. No one else was here -- Why the hell should she pretend like she's working? Though, admittedly, without the people it was extremely quiet, a pin drop would be like a horn sounding off. She could be doing better things. Like getting laid. "..Heh,...laid..That would be great.." Another exhale of smoke.

<Kakumei> Door opens, pushed from the outside by the woman as she makes her way into the nearly-empty restaurant. Man, almost--creepy, when it's like this. At least she'll have someone to talk to, though--assuming that that smoking waitress is in the mood for conversation. As for what she's wearing--well, that's the one thing I've always been bad at describing, for various reasons--but we'll just go with--your average t-shirt, for top--not too tight, not too loose. Just a t-shirt. Exciting, no? Anyway. Further downward would come to reveal your average pair of jeans. Not like she was going out to see an opera--she just got bored at home and wanted something to eat. Eyes flicker around the inside of the room, briefly, before deciding that the waitress is really the only thing -to- look at. So that's where her eyes lay. "Um...excuse me."

Ambivalence` literally jumped, causing abundant chest to nearly jump out of the top of her maid's outfit. She was almost late to work, so basically threw her exterior clothes on and left and underclothes behind in the rush. She placed a hand over her cleavage as if she were -that- surprised, when in reality, she was just keeping her breasts still. Her maid's attire was tight around the chest -- Her outfit probably wasn't matching her body's measurements. "Whoa, you scared me. Sorry. . ."

<Kakumei> Of course, her hand to her cleavage would also draw the woman's attention--eyes riveted to her apparently-too-large-for-her-too-small-uniform breasts. Wow. Wouldn't it be great to have tits like those? Yeah, it would. But nothing can be done about that right now--so, after a moment, she tears eyes away, returning to the waitress' own. "You're...still open, aren't you?"

Ambivalence` ..Her bright blue orbs looked down to the cigarette in her mouth and promptly crunched it into a nearby ashtray. Standing, she'd pull the skirt down, though trying to make it inconspicuous while doing so was hard. Hand reached down and brushed aside some ash from her legging after adjusting her skirt. "Uh..Yeah, we're open I guess. I'd feel bad if i kicked you out. What'cha want, honey?"

<Kakumei> The maid tries to make it inconspicuous--but fails miserably. This woman's eyes take in everything, peering through the lenses on her face. Forward she moves, to have a seat somewhat near her at a random table. Now--what did she come here for? Now that she's here, she's not really hungry, but--you know what certainly sounds good right now? "A cup of coffee, please." Polite? Yeah.

Ambivalence` felt only slightly embarassed, she had to have seen that. Man, if her boss found out she was smoking and slacking off, she'd get fired. She looked towards the woman sitting down, and the corner of her lip might have curled upwards a bit, as if she had seen something in the girl. Perfect. She strolled down the length of the bar, and in that skirt you could see the curve of her behind mildly, especially as she walked, catching the fabric bet

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