I had nothing in particular in mind... Just something cold to drink and a quiet place to sit before I headed home from an afternoon of running errands. The place was dark... quiet... and absolutely dead. I sat at the bar next to a very pretty young woman. She had a smile on her face and struck up a conversation immediately as I ordered my drink. I didn't mind the chat. It wasn't often I talked to anyone who was above the age of 10. She and I had a lot in common other than our ages... she was 20 while I was 41. Conversation flowed so easily. It didn't take me long to notice how directly she looked at me and how often she reached out and touched me as she spoke. I didn?t mind... in fact... I found it rather flattering. After an hour and a half... a few drinks... and wonderful conversation... I noticed the time and began to make my way out the door but I had so thoroughly enjoyed her company... I was hesitant to see it end. I decided to ask her over to the house where we could visit some more while I waited for my husband to come in from work. Though it was a thing I would not ever usually do... in this case it felt 'right'. She was quite happy to oblige and so she followed me home.
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