She walked across the room towards me.
With a figure like hers, it should be illegal
to wear that white form-fitting white dress. It
almost looked like it was elasticised. I already
wanted to have sex with her and she was still
twenty feet away.
She came up to the bar and kissed me on
the lips, a kiss that would make you want
to follow her across Europe.
Sofia is her name,she said: I’m not angry with you, darling,
I just want you to be able to relax in your own home.
“I JUST WANT YOUT TO BE YOURSELF – A REAL ASSHOLE!”
I say: “You mean you want me to relax?
Is that it?”
She says: “Yes, darling, don’t feel you have
to hide anything from me. I already
know you extremely well.”
I say: ” So you want me to relax?”
She says as she smiles sweetly:
“I JUST WANT YOU TO BE YOURSELF.”
She snickered as she walked away, back across the
room on the red rug, teetering a bit on high heels,
balancing her martini.