I'm sitting at the bar, waiting for him. He's late. I'm drinking our favourite cocktail, sucking on the wedge of orange like I always do. But you're not here to tell me off for being a tease. I'm nervous. And wet. I'll probably leave a stain on this plush barstool...He's just come through the door. Very handsome. Nice choice. Thank you for letting me tick this off my list of fantasies.
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