The Look_(2)

The Look

My name is Stanley Vernon and I’m 32 years old. I’m a white guy, 6’2″ and about 185 pounds. I still don’t understand how it started or why. I’ve always been a guy that people can talk to. I’ve always enjoyed meeting and talking to people. I’ve talked to many women and some have invited me to bed. Things changed however.

When it all boils down to a specific time that I know for a fact this all was working for me was when I took my elderly neighbor’s puppy dog to the vet.

It was time for a puppy checkup. The pup was growing and needed his shots. For some reason the night before I couldn’t sleep. Something kept me from going out. A mild headache, constant mental repetition. As soon as I closed my eyes, BOOM, wide awake. Finally I gave up and read a book.

In the morning, my eyes weren’t focusing right. Constantly slipping in and out of focus, loosing edge detection and clear lines.

In the afternoon I got the little puppy from Sam’s house. He doesn’t like to travel at all anymore. As soon as I sat down behind the wheel everything was good. I drove to the vet hospital and took him in.

There were two girls at the counter and one new guy. Both girls walked over to the puppy and petted him. I told the guy the name of the puppy and he was disinterested. He said to take a seat.

I sat to wait and looked at the friendly counter girls. One asked me a question and I didn’t quite understand. My vision seemed to loose focus fast. I looked at the girl and asked what she had said. We made eye contact and she repeated herself. I told her what he was eating and that he had a good appetite. All written down by my neighbor.

The young girl started smiling a lot. After a couple minutes she said that she thought the puppy was just too cute. She sat next to me and I thought she was a little too close.

The girl’s name tag on her flowered scrubs said ‘Caitlyn.’ She reached over to my lap where the little fella was curled up. She rubbed his ears. She started baby talk to him, and I looked at her. She looked very nice.

She was a hard body, maybe 18 or 19 years old, blonde. I guess about a 32B/28/34. She wore glasses but she left them on the counter when she decided to sit next to me.

“You have pretty eyes Mr. Vernon. They are so blue, really deep blue. Are you married?” Caitlyn asked.

“MR. VERNON PLEASE COME THIS WAY.” The new guy said.

I excused myself. The new guy said Dr. Brown would be seeing me soon.

Within minutes there was a knock at the door and it opened. Caitlyn and another girl were at the doorway.

Caitlyn said to the other girl that she can handle me. The other girl said that it was her job and she should go back to the front desk. Caitlyn said she wants to do it. Caitlyn was reminded that she has a fiancee and to quit it. Just then Caitlyn was called away. The other girl entered and shut the door.

The other girl’s name tag said ‘Penny.’ Also blonde, a bit taller. Around the same age. Smaller boobs. Bigger butt.

“Hi Mr. Vernon. I know he isn’t your puppy but we need to complete this worksheet. Can you answer what you know?” Penny said.

Together we went down the list. I noticed she stopped asking the questions. My focus again acted up right as I looked at her. I tried looking her in the eyes.

“Mr. Vernon your eyes are so blue. Wow. So pretty.” Penny said.

“They must be. That’s what Caitlyn told me just a few minutes ago. I must be having a good day.” I said.

“I could help make it better. I’m off in a couple hours. If you could meet me in the parking lot. I promise you, I will make your day-.” The door opens.

Dr. Brown walked in for the examination. I’ve met Dr. Emily Brown before. Other visits with my neighbor’s momma dog. My neighbor sold the entire litter except for this last one.

I said, “Hi, Dr. Brown. Ready to check out this little puppy dog?”

“Stan, always a pleasure. Penny go to exam room 2. Prep it for use. Better bring a mop too, that mastiff’s vomit is everywhere.” Dr. Brown said.

Penny looked at me again, smiled and said that she might see me later. She gave the papers to Dr. Brown.

I sat down and she started her exam. The puppy was perfect and she gave him his shots. She was talking to me about her daughter and school. Then her husband’s promotion at his work.

I always liked Dr. Brown. She was very personable and easy to talk to. Brown hair and brown eyes. About 5’4″ and larger around than the two young girls that I just talked to. She was a sexy 36C/D and a 38/40 ass. A little thick around the middle but still sexy and very fuckable. She was wearing a navy, biker type zip front scrub top and matching pants.

I sat in a chair and talked to her, I also looked in her eyes while talking. I was fairly used to the loss of focus and just relaxed, not trying to fight for clear vison. She moved closer around the table talking to me. Next she picked up the pup and stood directly in front of me. I looked up at her staring down at me and laughed about something she said.

“Oh Stan, you’re funny! Listen, please call me Emily. I’m using your first name, you can use mine. I never noticed, your eyes are really,,, blue. I guess I didn’t notice before. So,, deep, beautiful, sexy, blue. I really enjoy talking to you. Are you seeing anyone? I don’t see a ring.”

“No, I was in a relationship but she stopped seeing me. She was married and I think she was given an ultimatum.” I confessed.

“Really! ,, Well, her loss. (Smiling) So were you around when the puppy nursed his momma?