I Met the Woman of My Dreams! Part 2

I Met the Woman of My Dreams!  Part 2

While she was gone, I decided to ride the escalators some more.  I really do like to ride escalators.  They're like a mechanical marvel from a time gone by.  I stepped on to one and got to the next level when the man she was promised to started screaming at me and reached for his saber.  I waved my finger at him and said, "No, no, no.  Not in the U.S.". He groaned in disgust and anger and started attacking me.  We fought for a short while without either of us really landing any blows and I stepped back.

"Wait.  I don't want to kill you.  Perhaps we could be friends?  I have a high position in mind for you."

He stopped fighting and seemed to be considering it, but I knew that it wasn't over by the look in his eyes.  I would be expecting the unexpected.

I walked over to another escalator going down and turned left.  I saw her crouched in the shadow between two escalators.  She looked a little disheveled and wasn't wearing any makeup or jewelry.  I wondered if she had been beaten, but both of our eyes lit up.  We ran to each other and hugged.  She spoke.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too.  You are so beautiful."

"Even without my jewelry and makeup?"

"Yes.  Your heart far outshines them."

She giggled a little and we walked arm in arm around the floor.  An idea came to me.

"I know a place where we can be alone."

"You do?"

"Yes, but it's not very fancy."

"Let's go."

I led her to the luggage escalator.

"We have to ride down here."

"But..."

I grabbed her arm and away we went.

The luggage escalator was carpeted, I suppose to prevent damage to the luggage, and it had raised bumps about every foot, I suppose to keep luggage from sliding.  We went down a couple of luggage escalators after going through the turns on each floor and finally reached the belt where the luggage landed to go out to the airplanes.  We stepped on to the floor.  She looked upset.

"You would bring me here?"

"Yes.  We're alone, aren't we?"

A look of calm came over her face and she rushed toward me, grabbing me and embracing me firmly.  We kissed and this time she let my tongue in.  She was so perfect.  She was, after all, truly the woman of my dreams... or is that IN my dreams?

I started to discuss with her how we could change her country to be more U.S. friendly.  I was concerned that the citizens wouldn't take to kindly to an American ruling their country.  I even suggested appointing the man she was to wed to appease him.  She seemed to think that would be a great idea.

Before we could have much of a discussion, we rounded the corner by an "Up" escalator and we're met by two guards weilding scimitars.  She motioned to them to stop.

"But my queen, your husband to be sent us to capture this heathen."

"Let him go.  I will not wed that power hungry moron.  Come.  We must prepare for the next seminar."

She and I went our separate ways.  I went up an escalator and saw the two guards grab the woman whose name I still did not know on the down escalator.  I did NOT like the woman I loved being manhandled by two guards, so I jumped into action.

I parkoured over the escalator kicking the first guard squarely in the face.  I thin hit the second guard under the back of the chin right at the third vertebrae.  He went crumbling to the ground.  I grabbed her hand and said, "Let's get out of here!"

We ran the opposite way on the escalator then quickly grabbed another one.  We got to the floor with the door with two columns.

"I really must get ready for the seminar."

She kissed me and ran behind the closed doors.

I figured that I had some time on my hands, so I set out once again to find the lobby.
I found a sloped, curved, carpeted ramp leading to the floor below.  Realizing that I had leather soles, I decided to try to slide down the blue carpeted wide ramp.  I extended my soul a couple inches below my body and found that I could move rather fast.  When I got close to the wall, I put my legs apart and went into a half-squat to alter my direction.  It was fun.  It was something I would do in real life if I had the chance.

I reached the next floor and looked around for the lobby, but I didn't see it.  I walked up to a woman and asked if she knew where the lobby was.

"I'm not sure but I think it's right down the hall there."

She pointed and I started walking.

 seemed like I walked forever.  I finally got to the front desk which was on the left.  I stepped up to the desk.  A clerk spoke.

"May I help you?"

"Yes sir.  I seem to have forgotten my..."

I suddenly realized that I had forgotten what I came down there to ask him.  I guess I have dementia in my dreams, too.

"Never mind."

"Yes sir.  I'm here if you need any help."

I turned around and started walking back toward the escalators.

I finally reached an up escalator and got on.  A man approached me from the back.  He was a thin, somewhat seedy looking Muslim wearing a red turban.  He put his hand on my shoulder.

"I saw your fight with the guards.  That was really good."

"Thanks."

We got off of the elevator and I felt that there was something strange about the incident.  I checked my left coat pocket and found the watch which the queen had been eyeing.  I wondered whether he was a friend of the queen and wanted to help me or whether he was a friend of her promised husband who wanted to set me up.  I really wanted to give it to the queen to make her happy, but she knew that I couldn't afford something like that.  I decided to tell her what happened, show it to her, and see what she said.

~ More another day.

I Met the Woman of my Dreams!

I met the woman of my dreams!

I had a wonderful dream from which I didn't want to wake up.  I met the woman of my dreams.  She was slim, had long, blonde hair, and was wearing a very thick, gold necklace that seemed to match the beautiful golden color of her hair. 

I was in my old Armani suit walking through a hotel where I was staying with my family.  I was the age I am now.  I was looking for a woman, any woman, with whom I instended to spend the evening.  I saw a beautiful brunette, but she pawned her mother off on me.  I walked with the mother and talked with her and she seemed pretty nice, so I asked for her phone number, got it, and stuffed it in my outer coat pocket.  She went back to her room to get ready for some big Muslim ceremony that they were having in the hotel, so I continued my journey.  There were many Muslims in the hotel, some with turbans.  I didn't pay too much attention to it.

I ran into this beautiful blonde with light skin.  I was on the up escalator and she was on the down escalator.  Our eyes met and there was an overwhelming feeling that she was the one.  We kissed as the escalators passed each  other and I quickly moved my feet  to make the kiss last for as long as possible as did she.  I hurried up the escalator and back down the down escalator and she had waited for me.  We embraced one another and had a much longer kiss.  We we're in front of a jewelry shop where watches were on display on top of a glass case.  I wanted to stop and see how much a Rolex was these days so we stopped.  She grabbed a rather large Seiko and handed it to me.  I said, "Thank you, but that's a Seiko.  I wanted to see a Rolex."

"I had a Seiko and it was a very good watch."

"That's good, but that hasn't been my experience."

I found a Rolex which was in the display in a plastic Ziploc style bag.  I removed it from the display and looked at it.  Before I noticed the price of the watch, I noticed her walking toward the other end of the display where they had womens watches.  I saw that she was making a fuss about a watch that had a digital display.  I walked up by her side and was going to take off my Timex and show her the digital display.  I was going to give it to her, but when I pulled back my sleeve, I noticed that my watch had been replaced with a mechanical watch with a way too big face.  The band appeared to be a dog leash which had been tied to my wrist.  I figured it was the friend of my nephew who had been playing at the house before we left to the hotel.  I explained what happened and we hugged.  I noticed that I was starting to have feelings for this strange, beautiful woman.  We left the jewelry display and started walking toward a store that was in the hotel.

We started talking and we both fell deeper and deeper in love with each other.  Just before we got to the store (this was a REALLY swanky hotel) she stopped suddenly.  I turned to her to find out what was wrong.

"Did you just steal that watch?"

"Oh, no.  I can't afford a watch like this.  I have to take it back.  I just got so involved with talking to you that I forgot that I still had it."
I turned around and started walking back with her with my arm around her waist.  We got to the jewelry store where I put the watch back.  She looked at me longingly with those beautiful eyes, kissed me, and said, "I must get back.  It's almost time for the ceremony.  I HAVE to be there."

"Must you?"

"Yes, I must!"

She dashed off and I followed.  She looked back.
"No, you mustn't."

I didn't say anything, but I followed her about twenty feet behind.  We we're going up the escalator.  When she got off, she ran through a door that had a column on each side.  Two men in turbans stepped out armed with sabers.  I non-chalantly walked past so I could get a peek into the lobby, hoping to catch another glimpse of her.  I didn't see her, so I figured that they had gone into a special corridor.  I must have fallen in love with a Saudi Arabian of some importance.  I didn't expect that since she had white skin and blonde hair.  I kept thinking that over as I decided to make my way back to my room.
I got on the down escalator and started to make my way back down to my floor.  Actually, there were a number of up and down escalators to accommodate the traffic in a hotel that large.  There were elevators too, but I wanted to take in the scenery and continue to mull over the details of the woman that I had just met.

I had just gotten down the third escalator when I realized that I didn't know what my room number was.  I reached in my pocket and realized that I had left my cell phone in my room.
I rode up and down some escalators trying to find and remember the floor and the way back to the room when I realized that I could go to the lobby and get my room number.
I stepped on to a rather strange looking escalator which took me down to a luggage area.  It was empty except for a couple of suitcases, so I walked to an up escalator trying to get back up to the floor from which I came.  I went up escalators and down escalators, but each escalator seemed to go to a different part of the building.  I finally got close to the floor where I had originated when I saw her again.  She was arguing with someone about me. 

"He WILL come back for me!  I know it!"

"Forget him child.  You are engaged to be married to me, a Muslim from your country."

"He will come for me.  I KNOW it!  He will make a great president!"

I felt a wave of calm come over me because I didn't want to be a king.  I left over the rails and landed near her.  I fought my way up to her but was confronted by two bodyguards.
"I have to talk to her."

I quickly squeezed between the two bodyguards and stood in front of her.  She grabbed me and said, "I knew you would come.  I love you."

I asked if we could talk in private for a few minutes.  The man behind her was very angry.  I spoke to her.

"I love you too."

A voice came from behind her.

"This will not BE!"

"It WILL be.  Love conquers all."

"Yeah, yeah."

He went back up an escalator and we were alone for a minute.

"Honey, you know that I'm poor."

"But you have such fine clothes."

"Those were from when I USED to have any money.  This is America.  You can go from rags to riches and right back to rags."

"When you get back to my country, you will make a great president.  You will make a great president."

I thought about how I felt about going to her country and what changes I could make to help bring their country up to date and make peace with the U.S.  I thought that having an American president might help.

"I do want to be with you.  Love will find a way."

I knew that she wouldn't be happy living in a one bedroom apartment... especially one for the elderly, but that was all I could afford here.  She spoke.

"I must leave for a moment."

I knew she would be back.


...More tomorrow, God willing.

* Note: I lost some lines because of the highlighting feature on my cell phone which is very sensitive.