Penelope

You arrived a few minutes early to the restaurant, exhausted from your long day at work and ready to relax with a beautiful damsel. I arrive at 7:00 on the clock, and we are led to a quiet candlelit table with the amber decor. While I order us Old Fashions, your eyes are distracted by the Dior dress whose silk seams curl around the curves of my waist, and the unintentional glimpse of my garter clip when I reach to give the waiter our menus. You delight me with your elevated wit and stories of your worldly experiences. I absentmindedly play with your tie and you squeeze my thigh when no one is watching. It feels exciting that no one knows our story, yet here we are, in a tiny world made for us, by us... Screening and light deposit required for all dates.