Revealed

Susan set foot on the unfamiliar campus, looking around nervously. She drew the collar of her coat closer against the chill. The leaves had turned brilliant crimson and gold, but she hardly noticed.

The events that led her to be here were set in motion seven months ago. It all began with a comment she made on a blog. He saw the comment while leaving his own. Something about it made him reach out to her.

She was more than surprised that a total stranger would not only read the comment, a very personal comment made on someone else's blog, and then email her about it. She read his email a couple times, not sure whether - or how - to respond. Eventually she did. A simple email back.

They soon began reading each other's blogs. Emailing. Occasionally IMing if they were online at the same time. Their conversations became deeper, more personal. More flirtatious.

She wasn't entirely sure how the joke started. He was having a bad day. She was trying to cheer him up. Told him if he didn't snap out of it, she was going to have head down to his campus and force him into a better mood. She described exactly what she'd be wearing - fishnets, hooker boots, a trench coat and a smile.

So it became their joke. Whenever he was in a particularly bad mood, she'd threaten to break out the fishnets. If nothing else, it made him laugh. And growl. She loved it when he growled.

Susan now found herself wandering around this strange place, light-years away from her home and normal life. Again, she adjusted the collar of her trench, wondering whether she should just get back in her car.

They had never met. Had only spoken on the phone once. And who knows how old or how photoshopped the pictures on their respective blogs were. Doubt had begun to creep in and take hold.

What if he didn't like the way she looked? What if he thought it was ridiculous that she had come all this way to see him? What if their meeting didn't go over well? Shit, what if he wasn't even here?

Her blackberry vibrated in her pocket just then. A message from him. One which had her throw caution to the wind. She straightened her shoulders, the heels of her tall black boots clacking against the floors as she made her way to his office.

Her hand froze for just a second on the door knob, hearing his voice inside. Heart pounding, she threw open the door, revealing herself at last...

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This week's theme was "reveal."