Anita was sitttng in Starbucks drinking cafe latte.She gazed blankly out of the window until her eye fell on a handsome man passing by.Thud!She ran out to retrieve her big blue eye and put it back into its placeAre you ok,the man enquired suavely.Yes,I am fine she said. calmly yet thrillinglyAre you doing anything tonight?
Only washing my eyes,she answered succintly, But it won’t take me long.
Would you like to have a meal with me?
She gazed pensively at his dark and mobile features.
I’ve not been to McDonald’s ever ,she whispered.
Very wise,I suggest that new Chinese place by the library.See you at 7 pm.I’m Tom.
Anita didn’t even know his full name but she was very keen to meet more men as she was 39 She went home and finished reading,”The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm. should I also read .”The Joy of Sex” she ponderedor is it better to wait for it to happen and learn as you go?Besides she diddn’t yet know and love Tom though he looked beguiling. Then she wondered what they might talk about. so she watched a precis of the news. and washed her hair with a new shampoo.Oh, she realised it was for leopards but it seemed to do wonders for her golden locks. What to wear?That was not a problem.She only owned one dress.It was amethyst coloured and had a wrapover front,the style which is attributed to Diane von Furtensburg though it was known in ancient Greece.Socrates may have worn one Anita had got hers from “Lands End” for £13 in a sale.It was a little clingy but she had a most beautiful figure.Or should she wear a pashmina to hide her curves? I don’t know Tom yet she thoughtWhen she arrived in black jeans and a white Tshirt toppped by a beige trenchcoatthere was her beau wearing identical clothes.~And his hair was the same colour as hers.
What sort of shampoo do you use,? she whispered seductively
Why,I use one for leopards.I bought it at the vets.
Wow,I have the same one.Do you think we are two persons who may share a soul as well?
I’m not sure,but I’ll share a Dover sole with you.
Do Chinese restaurants sell fish?
I’ll ask.
Do you do fish?
Of course the food is fresh.
Tom gave up and went back to Anita.
Where do you work?
I’m in the Foreign Office.
Are you a spy?
No,I’m a linguist.I speak seven languages.
How useful.But it would be good for a spy too to know many languages
What do you do?
I’m in the Home Office.
What exactly do you do?
I’m a translator,Glaswegian to English and suchlike,dialects and accents
Wow, we do similar things.
They gazed furtively into each other eyes.
Do you come here often.?
No,not really but I’d love to meet you again.
Why,thank you.would you like to come back for coffee.
Where do you live?
Just across the road in that new block of luxury flats near the train station.
OK,I’ll come.then.I live here over the restaurant.How convenient.How central.how residential.What potential They went into her flat and fell over the cat which was asleep in the hall.
What’s her name?
Apassionata Sonata!
That’s unusual.
I call her Pashy for short.
Not so good for shouting out if she’s in the garden.
They sat down demurely on the mauve and pink sofa.
Where do you get your jeans from?
I got these from Gap but sometimes I get them from Topman
Oh,I got mine from Poetry by mail order
They are very atttractive on you.Or more correctly You look most attractive in them
Thank you.
May I caress your supine flesh?
Please do.How polite you are.
Where shall I start?
At the beginning
I don’t know your beginning.
Well,just guess.
He took her tapered hand and licked it with his tongue.Then he licked her lips.He could taste the sole.
Pass the salt please,he quipped. as he bit her ear lobe gently.
A tear of joy ran down her cheek and Tom licked it off very sensually.
How delicious, he muttered
You are so funny, Tom,she cried.I love you already.
Do you like being tickled anywhere and everywhere ?
No, but in your case I’ll make an exception.
Just then the doorbell rang loudly Anita opened the door of her flat as Tom hid behind the sofa with his jeans
and T shirt..
Hello,darling.Why are you in your underwear?
Hello,Mummy.I was feeling so hot!
Is that your wedding day underwear ?
Yes,Mummy,but since I’m now 39 years old I decided to begin wearing it.
Oh dear ,Anita,Are you giving up hope of romance?
No,she’s not!,cried Tom springing up from the back of the sofa wearing only underpants and a vest.
I was just about to propose but Anita wanted my view on her underwear and I wanted to show her mine.
Hello,I’m Mary.I love your underwear.Is it all silk?
Yes,it is ,said Tom,it’s very comfortable. Still thus clad he knelt down and propesed to Anita.He said she should save her golden underwear for their honeymoon and gave her an amethyst ring for their engagement.
How romantic ,said Mary as they both got dressed. I never expected to be present to hear this proposal.I feel very pleased you
allowed me to be here. I must rush home to tell her father and everyone else. When will you get married?
As soon as possible,Tom cried.I can’t wait to see her golden underwear again.Promise to save it.Anita
Of course I will,Tom.I’m so happy you liked it.
And did you like mine?
You would look good just wrapped in brown paper,Tom.I love you just as you are.
And I love you,Anita.
Just then someone rapped hard on the door.Was it her father?Wait and see
How my heart sings 