A New Year

It was Tuesday afternoon (new years day) and I
was crossing the street nonchalantly, looking stunning
in my sexy flowered dress with my new platform shoes.
I was coming back from lunch at my parent's house and
was ready to spend a lazy Tuesday afternoon.

Suddenly, I was hailed by two men who were jokingly
looking at me. They seemed busy working with a laptop
computer on the terrace of a cafe. One had long dark
hair and a goatee; in fact, he looked like a rock singer.

The other one was rather the jock type with a cell
phone on his ear. His shirt was open all the way down,
and one could discern a nicely rippled washboard stomach.
The dark hair guy shouted, "Hello, come on this way!"