TRAINING ANNALISE, PT.1

I sat on my porch, looking at the Garcia’s front window across the street. Windows, actually, and wow, were they ever broken. Burst out from the inside, and a piece of furniture laying on the front porch, to boot. The Garcia’s had left earlier that very day, going somewhere, maybe on some kind of vacation, and had left their daughter, Annalise, in charge. Normally, it would have been a good call. After all, Annalise was the kind of daughter dad’s wished they could have. Top of her lcass in academics, part of numerous clubs, just the all around “It” girl, and I had noticed in the local news that she even had a full-ride scholarship to some ivy-league school, which would be starting in a few weeks. So it was quite a shock when she had a “Post-Grad party,” that had gotten out of hand. Apparently, two boys got into some kind of fight, and the front-porch damage was the result. My front-facing security camera had gotten all of it, and even now it was catching Annalise trying to get it cleaned up, but she very clearly had no idea what to do.

Annalise was a sweetie for sure, even though she was easily young enough to be my kid…and then some. Maybe 5’1”/155cm if that, she had long straight black hair, and was busty with a nice round butt, and that curvy, olive colored skin of her partly (father) Hispanic heritage. Combine that with the ‘doe eyes’ and big red lips of her Asian mother, and she was quite a delicious snack in deed. As for me, it had been a few years since my wife had died, and I was just a quiet, confirmed bachelor. The Garcia’s knew me as just that, & I was sure she saw me as no threat. Seeing her out there, in a T-shirt and shorts far too tight for her to bend over properly, really got me thinking. I knew I could approach this one of two ways, so taking a copy of the security cam footage on a thumb drive, I decided to walk over and offer my ‘help.’

You lose height as you get older, so at age 60, I was down at least two inches from my 6 foot/183cm frame, but still tall enough for this. I was really active for a guy my age, into biking and swimming, but even so, I was still getting that ‘white-guy-pudge’ in the belly. My thinning hair was hanging in there, but even so was almost completely white now, and I maintained the usual goatee. As I was striding over I said to myself ‘She’s grand-kid age, you old pervert. You really gonna do this? I thought about the risk and the reward and, figuring this was the only time I’d get this opportunity, said “The Hell With It,” and continued striding toward the Garcia’s house with confidence.

Annalise Garcia was so upset, she couldn’t even cry. Her parents had trusted her with the house, and now look at this. The front window broken out, and one of her mother’s tables in the front yard, cracked! She was still picking up glass when she heard Mr. Barnes from across the street. ‘Oh Shit!’ she thought, ‘He’s on the HOA board! What’s he want?’

“Must have been a helluva party”

“yeah, It got out of hand,” she replied.

“Let me help” I said, and taking a small box I brought with me, began picking up glass.