Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The urinal





It was a mistake bringing her here. He could barely smell the perfume in her hair anymore, just the acrid scent of men. That would not impress her. He stole a look at her face and saw that luckily she was ensconced in being with him, which was appealing. If he could get her out before she realized it he could delete this awkward moment and illustrate that she meant more. She knew that and never held this mistake against him.