They meet in a nice diner close by. On the way there they exchange trivial information about each other: places she has visited, he has seen them or not, some brief family history and a cosy atmosphere.
They order, dinner arrives and the topic touches the girlfriends and boyfriends. "So, don't you take your partner in your trips?", he asks straightforward. "When I have one, I do!", she replies cheerfully. "But now, she adds, I am a single lady. How about you?". "Single too", he smirks at her.
The evening moves fast and the one thing brings the other, and he is invited to her place. "Wanna come upstairs for a drink? we can continue this lovely conversation then", she invites. "Surely I do", he accepts.
She pours two glasses of bourbon and hands one to him. They sit on the only couch of the living room, dangerously close to each other. They want to touch each other. He goes first, touches her face lightly and then kisses her softly. She responds and they fall into lust and love. The whole night he is there, spending every second touching and pleasuring her. They don't stop kissing even for a second. The hours pass and they make love like they are alone in the whole planet.
One for the other. There, in the moment.
And they lived happily ever after in their own fairytale...
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