as i was waiting for my turn for the dr to poke around at my boobs (which turned out to be a more ticklish than traumatic experience), i sat across this really pretty girl whose face i couldnt stop staring at. she had cropped slightly brown-highlighted hair on top of her dainty face. big brown eyes which you couldn't imagine closed, a nice dainty nose, nice-sized ears and a really dainty - but not annoyingly so - chin. sort of like a pixie with big eyes, sans the elvish ears. she was really slim. with slender limbs. i guess it wasn't just the face, but the whole look and the aura she exuded. i just wanted to sit and stare at her the whole fucking day. im guessing she was an airstewardess cos she acted and looked like one (an sq one, i.e.). and well, if she wasn't one, she ought to be have been. i'd sit any plane she was on. and i kept rummaging through my brain files to see if she reminded me of anyone but no one came to mind. still, there was something so familiar bout her. a breast-check later, i found myself in a rental bookstore a couple of floors dwn. being the ocd freak i am, i had to walk every aisle and look even at every section so i wouldnt miss anything. at the "local" shelf, i picked up some book by bonny hicks. ive read her signature bk before and wasnt impressed but i just needed to pick something up so i did and when i turned to see the see the blurb, bonny's picture caught my eye and i realised tt my pixie girl looked like bonny hicks. i'm not satisfied though. i am sure it's not bonny hicks she reminded me of and tt the resemblance to her is just a complete distraction of a coincidence.