Rebel woman II

Finally, you give it a try. A girl commanded by her nine to five, no poetic or painting background. In fact, her hair doesn't even flow free, it's always unchanged... conforming to gravity. It's so boring. You hate to ask how she's doing or what she's up to, you always know the answer. Can't even ask her to smoke a joint with you, because you know how that upsets her.Sad to say, but it was inevitable, the conformist had to be let go. You decide to search for neither, the hippy is cool and the conformist is cleaner and just as your decision is final. Your eyes connect with the brown ones across the bookstore. In fact, this one has dreads, and her free flowing dress explains her demeanor. You decide to act upon the chance...just as you begin to speak she searches thru her purse looks up distressed and asked "do you have twenty dollars?"