Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Utterly Inappropriate
He watched in fascinated silence as she pressed her finger into the fiery depths of the waxen volcano on the table top, looked him in the eye and said it wasn't hot.
Ok ok so it was a candle. And the fiery depths : just hot wax.
but still...
And somehow she got him to do it too. (IT WAS HOT) After years of abject sanity, suddenly he was fooling around at a dinner table just having a laugh and being silly, and utterly ignoring the waitor (with posh voice) who was probably having consecutive strokes and mini heart attacks just watching them play, and hearing them piping up in utterly inappropriate dinner conversation about multiple orgasms, and how SMALL THE SERVINGS WERE, HOW DID YOU FIND YOUR SCALLOP, OH I TURNED OVER A LEAF AND...
In hindsight, it was slightly reminiscent of a dinner from another lifetime ago. But then and there, it was just... fun.
Or maybe it was just the bellini and white russian talking.
Ok ok so it was a candle. And the fiery depths : just hot wax.
but still...
And somehow she got him to do it too. (IT WAS HOT) After years of abject sanity, suddenly he was fooling around at a dinner table just having a laugh and being silly, and utterly ignoring the waitor (with posh voice) who was probably having consecutive strokes and mini heart attacks just watching them play, and hearing them piping up in utterly inappropriate dinner conversation about multiple orgasms, and how SMALL THE SERVINGS WERE, HOW DID YOU FIND YOUR SCALLOP, OH I TURNED OVER A LEAF AND...
In hindsight, it was slightly reminiscent of a dinner from another lifetime ago. But then and there, it was just... fun.
Or maybe it was just the bellini and white russian talking.
