shady business in barnes and noble

last time me, sister c, daylily, and mother k were in barnes and noble, there was some shady business going on.

sister c's story:

sister c was sitting in starbucks studying when a tall man in a black coat came stomping into the cafe. he overheard the men near her talking about religion and he horned in on the conversation and started, in a noticeably loud voice, ranting about his religion, how he's not welcome in certain establishments, and the war. the other men were not actively participating in this conversation and sister c was getting a very crazy and unwell vibe off of him. she wanted to leave but she thought he would take it offensively and go after her. twenty minutes later he left, and went into the adjoining barnes and noble.

daylily's story:

daylily was looking at books near the bathroom when the tall man in the black coat walked out of the bathroom, and brushed past her. he then turned around and did a double take of her, in other words checking her out.

my story:

i joined daylily at the books near the bathroom when i happened to glance behind me. in the children's aisle a few yards away was a black man in a black coat and beanie. at first, he appeared to be looking at the children's books, but when i really observed him i got the feeling that he wasn't really even looking at the children's books. he was just sort of standing there. like he was waiting for something. or someone.

moments later the tall guy in the black coat caught my attention. i had seen him earlier in the store walking around at a fast pace, and i saw him starting in the black man's direction. i thought this peculiar so i surreptitiously spied upon them.

they started talking. and then arguing in loud voices. i didn't catch any words but soon afterward the tall man in the black coat stormed off. and the black man turned back to his prior perusal of the children's books position.

mother k's story:

moments after the tall man in the black coat stormed off, mother k witnessed him making way for the exit with a furious stride. on his way, he started shouting f***, motherf***er, and other words to that effect.

the conjecture:

i came up with the theory that the tall man in the black coat was shouting angrily at the black man because the black man would not shake his hand. if he had shouted like that right at the black man he would have gotten into trouble, but since he did it instead in a fast manner on his way out, he didn't get into much trouble.

seconds after he stopped yelling, i looked back and the black man had disappeared.

miss rabbit gets kinky

another boring and bland college night. the middle of the week. nothing exciting was going on. so me and miss rabbit decided to divert ourselves and make a late night trip to... barnes and noble. again.

did i ever say that me and miss rabbits favorite word is kinky? we really started using it on halloween when she left a picture of a naked mans butt with a drawn jack o lantern face on it, taped on the door for me to be startled with on my way back from class. that was fun. now its taped on the wall next to my bed. the perfect goodnight image. ahh. sweet dreams.

anyways, me and miss rabbit are twins when it comes to kinkiness.

so we decided to browse the kinky aisle in barnies for thrills. many people, surprisingly were roaming and sitting in the plush sofas throughout the store. so a covert perusal of the kinky aisle was impossible. we decided to pursue anyways. as we walked through the aisle we were brought to a stop by "the books." diy lap dance was a book i picked up to examine. miss rabbit on the other hand picked up "the cards." the dirty cosmopolitan cards. as i was receiving a quite interesting education on lap dances, i heard an explosion to my left. bam! miss rabbit's dirty cards slipped out of her grasp and scattered across the floor. all over the floor.

we were shocked into immobility for moments, until we jumped to action. we must have scooped up all those cards in record time. but of course, the sofa seaters witnessed our mortification. much to our chagrin.

suffice it to say, we spent the rest of our visit sitting in a different and safe aisle reading post secret books.

mother k gets friskay

barnes and noble.
ahh.
my home away from home.
so mother k decided to come over last last thursday to pick me up and take me home, and she also decided it was time for me to visit my other home. i hadn't been to barnies for some time so i was stoked. big time.
so let's set the scene.
we walked in, the smell of fresh books and coffee welcoming us with open arms, and mother k exclaiming i love holiday books! all around us stacks of holiday themed books and gifts beckoned to us.
we saunter by a table with towers of cylindrical christmas gifts, and she again exclaims i love all these christmas things!
as she caresses a cylindrical christmas gift labeled "playful sex."
mother k dear, not in public.