At sround 8 that night The Girl and The Boy went down to the tennis courts for their tennis lessons as they would every night. Tennis is a rich people thing. It was all very much a rich people thing. Every night the kids would each get an individual tennis lesson. The Girl was pretty awful, but The Boy was really good.
I was left with DC again, when my savior G recommended we take DC and go watch their tennis lessons. DC really loved and was extremely attached to G, so everything was much easier when she was there. And she usually was every night.
So we took DC and headed down to the tennis courts. And this is when I realized I was living in an episode of Desperate Housewives. Or an ABC Family movie. This was also the beginning of me finding out that all those cliches about rich people, they're all true.
There, teaching one of the other kids tennis was the most attractive Greek man I had ever or will ever see. Starting with the fact that he was about my age, which already made him more awesome than anyone I had met so far.
Now let me preface by saying that tennis players are not really my cup of tea. They're too clean cut, too preppy, and don't have the right body type. I'm more a fan of the basketball type-tall and lanky. But I also have a preferred, hmm-coloring, for lack of better term. Brown skin, dark hair and eyes. And he had short dark hair, dark eyes and pretty brown skin. He was built quite well, and as I promised full disclosure-great butt.
He had on black basketball shorts, a white T shirt, and athletic shoes. Considering the only people I had seen in the past three days were children, Crazy parents, and the Filipino housekeeping couple- I was drooling.
But this was all made even better, that on the side of the court by the net, was a lawn chair where the young rich Grek mother sat and watched "her son's tennis lesson."
It was pretty amazing, this super thin rich woman, with big sunglasses, and a sarong wrapped around her swimsuit, sitting there ogling the young hot tennis instructor.
I had to pick my jaw off the floor at the sheer cliched awesomeness of it.
I'm a 23 year old college graduate. And instead of just getting a job and being normal, I keep getting myself into these weird situations.
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