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Duds That Need Suds

There is nothing that I hate more than doing laundry. I especially hate it since I moved into my new apartment. There isn't any place to hook up a washer and drier, so I have to go to the laundry mat. If the fact that it is so expensive doesn't suck, it is the fact that they have tons of yummy snacks. But, those snacks cost about twice what it would cost to buy them in the store.

I got my clothes together and went to the laundry mat. I went and filled up my tank at the gas station and got a roll of quarters. It seems that the change machine is either broke, or it steals my money. I figure I will beat them to the punch and get my change before I get there.

I forgot to get any detergent, so I had to get some out of the machine. I got the generic stuff because it was cheaper. My clothes will probably feel awful, but, I wasn't about to pay the prices they wanted for the name brand stuff.

I put my clothes up on one of the tables and I made sure everything was sorted out. I used to have a friend in college who used to do all of her laundry in one machine. She said she was saving money. You should have seen the funky colors some of her bras and panties were!

Just as I was separating my bras and panties from the rest of my clothes, a cute guy walked in. How come guys always walk in when you are doing this? Or they stare at them to see what kind of under clothes you like to wear.

I felt so ashamed when I noticed I had a bra in my hand when he looked at me. He just smiled and put his basket down at a table near mine.

"Nice day outside?" The man said as he separated his clothes.

I couldn't help but notice all of the thong underwear that he had. He must have had twenty pairs. I could tell that they were his by the shape and colors, he had mostly animal prints.

"It sure is. Too bad we are in here and not out there." I said chuckling.

"Yeah, but we all have to do laundry some time." He said laughing.

He had a great smile. He had nice full lips and a square jaw. He looked like a man who should be doing movies or television. He had short sandy blonde hair, that was parted on the side. He had the classic man look from the old movies. His voice was deep and rich, he sounded like he could sing a lady orgasm if he sang just a few notes.

"Come here often?" He asked.

"I have been since I moved. I can't have a washer and a drier at my new place." I said looking the guy over.

"That sucks. I just moved out of my parents house. I love doing my own laundry." The said with a dumb smile plastered on his face.

"You won't like it after doing it for a few years. Trust me on that." I said while sorting through the rest of my stuff.

"Yeah, I just got out of high school and all of this responsibility stuff is pretty cool." He said looking around the place.

"How old are you?" I asked shocked.

He looked older than 18, but he certainly didn't look much older.

"I am 19. How old are you?" He asked while looking me over.

This is one of those times that even though I don't think of myself as being old, I feel old. Even though I am just thirty, I feel like that is ten lifetimes longer than 19.

"I'm 30." I said almost under my breath.

"Wow, that is cool." He said as he put his clothes in a wash machine.

"What do you mean it is cool that I am 30?" I asked.

I didn't know what the hell he was talking about. He seemed a little, on the naive side. Like he was feeling his way through the conversation. But, then again that is part of youth. Damn, I hate it when I think that way! I don't want to understand what younger people think. I am not that old!

"I like older women." He said giggling.

"Oh really? Why do you like older women?" I said with my hands on my hips.

Why the hell did I have my hands on my hips? It was like I was getting ready to preach to him about being robbed from the cradle. What the fuck was going through my mind?

"I like to have sex with older women. I find that older women know how to please a guy. I also think that girls my age are very immature." He said with a definite tone.

"Let me tell you something young man, enjoy your youth while you still have it. One of these days you will be old like me and you won't be able to do the things you want to do." I said almost like a lecture.

Much to my surprise, he walked up to me and put his arm around my shoulders.

"I don't think you are old. Actually, I think you are a sexy lady. I love your eyes and I think you have a nice rack." He said while looking down at my chest.

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