Ramesh is gorgeous!
The first date was pants. He took me to a bloody museum. I had to pretend to be interested. The second, we went to some boring music thing. Four women scratching bows over different sized violins.
But the third date was dinner – except he took me to this god-awful place where I ordered steak and they looked at me like I was demented.
Three bloody dates and no kiss?
So when we left the restaurant I pulled him around, closed my eyes, pouted my lips… When I opened my eyes a minute later, he’d only bloody gone!
EM-Drabbles – Ninety-Seven
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