Berlin
Senior Lister
After a minute or two, I left my seat and stalked over to her seat. Already her table was engaged in a series of back pats in well deserved adoration for the lovely song.
I gently intruded on their party with a courteous 'good evening' paired with a genuine smile. The three ladies turned to look at me, I could feel their gaze measure me far more accurately than my grizzly old yet unbelievably precise tailor.
I introduced myself after I saw the apparent apprehensiveness melt like morning dew, then I paid my compliments to their dashing looks and more so to the lady of the hour. To which they accepted graciously and muttered something about my cardigan and tie so late in the night.
In short I let it known that I fancied a word or two with their talented friend, with a laugh she asked me where I was sitted and assured me she would join me in a few.
I took my leave and went back to my seat, tapped a new cigarette out of the packet and waited for the aftermath.
After a while I decided I had struck out and requested the bartender for an ashtray while I lit the cigarette stuck between my lips.
As I brought the flame closer to the tip of the cigarette she leaned in and blew the flame off, I turned and found my interest gazing me squarely in my eyes with a lazy smile plastered on her lips. I wasn't sure if she was teasing me or she detested the smell of smoke but I was inclined to indulge her.
Upclose her beauty was captivating and the longer we talked the deeper I liked her intellect and mastery of content in classical mythology, I had never met anyone quite like her in my life.
The cretin in me bayed to spread her thighs like the gospel, but the sensible Berlin adviced against such hair brained ideas. After a while a friend of hers came to the bar and jokingly asked me to return the favor by releasing their friend.
How could I not acquiesce, so we exchanged contacts and I promised to be in touch.
I was rather surprised when Paula swooped in and pecked me on the cheek, her cologne was beyond heavenly and I felt a little light headed.
By the time I got my wits about me my packet of cigarettes was gone and so was the unlit one, I knew she had taken them though I didn't care at the moment.
As the music switched to blues I was in a hazy state of mind, picturing every moment with that demi goddess and alive with desire.
I looked at my phone and at her saved number and smiled in anticipation of meeting this beautiful soul.
I gently intruded on their party with a courteous 'good evening' paired with a genuine smile. The three ladies turned to look at me, I could feel their gaze measure me far more accurately than my grizzly old yet unbelievably precise tailor.
I introduced myself after I saw the apparent apprehensiveness melt like morning dew, then I paid my compliments to their dashing looks and more so to the lady of the hour. To which they accepted graciously and muttered something about my cardigan and tie so late in the night.
In short I let it known that I fancied a word or two with their talented friend, with a laugh she asked me where I was sitted and assured me she would join me in a few.
I took my leave and went back to my seat, tapped a new cigarette out of the packet and waited for the aftermath.
After a while I decided I had struck out and requested the bartender for an ashtray while I lit the cigarette stuck between my lips.
As I brought the flame closer to the tip of the cigarette she leaned in and blew the flame off, I turned and found my interest gazing me squarely in my eyes with a lazy smile plastered on her lips. I wasn't sure if she was teasing me or she detested the smell of smoke but I was inclined to indulge her.
Upclose her beauty was captivating and the longer we talked the deeper I liked her intellect and mastery of content in classical mythology, I had never met anyone quite like her in my life.
The cretin in me bayed to spread her thighs like the gospel, but the sensible Berlin adviced against such hair brained ideas. After a while a friend of hers came to the bar and jokingly asked me to return the favor by releasing their friend.
How could I not acquiesce, so we exchanged contacts and I promised to be in touch.
I was rather surprised when Paula swooped in and pecked me on the cheek, her cologne was beyond heavenly and I felt a little light headed.
By the time I got my wits about me my packet of cigarettes was gone and so was the unlit one, I knew she had taken them though I didn't care at the moment.
As the music switched to blues I was in a hazy state of mind, picturing every moment with that demi goddess and alive with desire.
I looked at my phone and at her saved number and smiled in anticipation of meeting this beautiful soul.
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