Frustrated, aggravated, and just a little constipated, Jon decided that a trip to Orange Julius was just what the doctor ordered. She knew things would start going her way soon, and it all was going to start with a cool refreshing glass of O.J.
Ignoring the crowd of people filling the food court with their dull and mundane chatter, Jon ordered up a big glass, and upon receiving it, turned around to find a place to sit down and relax. "Dang," Jon thought. "This place is packed." It was at that point that Jon noticed a cute blonde waving in his direction. Of course Jon couldn't believe that such a hot little fox would be waving at her, so she turned her head and checked, startled and more than a little flattered to find that she indeed was the object of the pretty girl's attention.
Jon made eye contact, and waved at the girl who was now smiling, a big movie star, million-watt smile. She waved back, and Jon walked over to her, soaking up the delicate curves of her feminine form, enjoying the tight pink baby-T that clung tightly to her breasts and revealed washboard perfect abs. Jon tried to play it cool, but when she sat, she plopped down right on top of an empty packet of ketchup that someone had left in the chair. This resulted in an embarrassing fart noise, and a large red spot on the ass of her pants. Worse still, the goddess who invited her over was now laughing at her.
Jon started to get up and walk away, but the beautiful girl stopped laughing and began to speak. "Hey, slow down, I'm sorry to have laughed, but you got to admit that was kind of funny."
Jon just frowned, but in spite of her bad day, she found it impossible to stay in a bad mood when this gorgeous babe was talking. A smile began to slowly creep up. "Well, it's just been a really weird day." Jon rolled her eyes and sighed. "You would just not believe."
The blonde bombshell, smiled back, warm and friendly, "Hey baby, we all have those kinds of days, and did you know how cute you are? I mean the way you turned and looked around when I waved at you was so funny. You are adorable."
"Well," Jon grinned back and winked. "I am pretty adorable if I do say so myself."
"By the way, my name is Renn," she said to Jon and extended her hand.
Jon took it, shook it firmly. "Jon's the name, and I'm pleased to meet you."
Renn looked into Jon's eyes, as if in deep thought, and then began to speak. "Well, this is kind of awkward, but I'm going to tell you why I waved you over. I do think you are adorable, but that's not why I wanted to talk to you."
A feeling of butterflies and dread started to form in Jon's stomach. "The hot chick isn't interested in me???" she thought to herself. "Damn that empty packet of Ketchup! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She took a big swig of orange juice to steady her nerves. "So why did you want to talk to me then?"
"Because you have to be the best King I've ever seen Jon," Renn replied matter of factly. "I don't want to seem too forward, but I perform at a club down on the south side, and I'd be honored if you would come out sometime and join our act."
Jon just looked at Renn with a confused expression on her face. "Uh, what are you talking about Renn? And what the heck is a King?"
Renn's face flushed with embarrassment. "Oh my gosh Jon, you don't know what a Drag King is? I'm sorry to have just come out and asked like that, but it's just that you are such a convincing male. You are so natural at it. I took you to be a professional."
Jon couldn't believe the wacky turn this conversation was taking. "But I am a guy Renn."
Renn just nodded her head, "Yeah, I understand that Jon. When I dress up, I get totally into character too. It's so empowering to just let your inner male out don't you agree? And the offer still stands; I think you would be great at the club. We have Drag King night every Saturday. You would be such a big hit, it isn't even funny. You might become a star."
"Renn, I'm not a girl, I'm a guy," Jon stated firmly.
"You are good Jon, like I said, you're a natural. The way you walk, the way you sit, the way you pronounce your words, it all says guy, and I congratulate you on that. Fact is though, underneath it all, you're just as much a girl as me and we both know that don't we?"
Jon started to squirm around in his seat, oblivious to the Ketchup stains on his ass. "Uh, uh, no. I'm not a girl! Look Renn, I need to go."
Renn gave Jon a sexy stare. "Prove it big fellah. I've got a great eye for detail, and I'm not wrong about this." Renn licked her lips, and raised an eyebrow seductively. "If you show me yours, I'll show you mine."
Jon's face was full flush and beads of perspiration were running down her forehead. She was kind of aware that she had risen from her seat, and Renn was leading her somewhere, but that was about it. Things were happening way to fast. It was like some she was part of some goofy Internet story, and some hack was writing the moments of her life.
"Calm down baby," Renn cooed. "Like I said before, I really do think you're adorable. And right after I get a good look at what's in your pants, I'm going to jump your bones. Well, here we are."
Jon looked, and saw that Renn had led her to an empty corridor and they were facing a door that was simply labeled as "Janitor". Renn opened the door, and pointed. "After you Jon."
"What have I got myself into?" was all Jon could think, as she walked inside the small room, promptly followed by Renn, who then grabbed Jon in a passionate embrace, planting big wonderful kisses all over her body.
