When I first saw her in the bookstore, I had only noticed hints of her when her red dress rustled when she turned around to look at some thick book with pictures.
Her lips were inching towards a smile when she seemed to have seen something funny in the book. I immediately knew I wanted to pin her arms down on a bed.
Little did I know that we’d not only end chatting but also laughing about the book she was looking at- Bondage: tie up your desire.
Our friendship was imminent but what I was to discover when she invited me for pasta and wine was to be the best afternoon I’ve ever spent.
After intoxicating amounts of teasing and tons of banter, after letting my eyes steal glances at this goddess of a women wearing those black leggings and that silver blouse, I knew I had to make a move.
“Why don’t you wait her for a bit, I’ll be back from the restroom you tree hugger.” She smiled at me, referencing my immense love for nature she’d been enamoured with.