My parents weren’t home for the weekend, so it wasn’t hard for me to sneak out looking like that. In the meantime, a black Cadillac Escalade was waiting for me outside. I went to the car and opened its front door. Behind the wheel was a handsome man in a black turtleneck and pants, with a gold watch on his wrist.
– Get in, why are you standing there? – he said and smiled.
– Hello,” I could only awkwardly answer.
When I got in the car and closed the door behind me, I could smell the pleasant smell of his expensive perfume.
– It’s nice to see you in person, Anna. You’re even more beautiful in real life than in pictures.
– Thank you,” I said embarrassed.
We drove for about half an hour, and during that time I tried desperately to overcome the embarrassment that suddenly filled my body. Not long ago, I was still standing in front of the mirror, enjoying my youth and sexuality, thinking that any man would fall at my feet if I could spend even a little of my free time with him. But sitting next to John, I realized how small and inexperienced I was, trying to surprise a grown and wealthy man. John, at the same time, exuded masculinity and self-confidence. He tried to make me talk the whole way, joking and complimenting me. When we arrived at the restaurant, he turned to me and said:
– “Well, here we are. I hope you haven’t changed your mind?
– No, why would you say that? – I blushed.
– When we were talking on the video link you were very active, and now you’ve been sitting almost silent for thirty minutes. Are you uncomfortable with me? Are you afraid I’ll deceive you?
– No, I’m comfortable, and I’m not afraid. I’m just a little embarrassed because we don’t know each other very well.
– Oh, that’s the point! Phew, I thought you were going to run away,” he said, smiling.
I don’t know why, but it was at that moment that I felt calm and easy. That smile was different from the one I’d seen from him before. Maybe it was just my imagination at the time.
– Here, your money. Take it, so it’ll be less stressful.
I held out my hand and took the money. After that, we went to a restaurant. It was not a cheap place, to put it mildly: luxurious interior, obliging waiters in beautiful suits, and live piano music.
– What kind of wine do you want? – John asked me.
– Oh, I probably won’t drink, my body doesn’t respond well to alcohol – I get drunk quickly.
– Good wine does not make you drunk, Anna, – said my companion with a smile on his face.
Any wine gets you drunk. I realized this clearly after the second bottle. Tasty, soft, flavorful, warming, yet still, alcoholic wine did its job, loosening my tongue and loosening my movements. John and I danced several times that night. He behaved as decently as possible while dancing, keeping his hands exclusively on my waist. In turn, I put my hands on my partner’s shoulders and trusted him completely.
Next to him I felt so fragile, yet completely protected from any turmoil of this world. The evening was ending, and it was time for me to go home.
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