A little oneshot I thought about trying out, the pairing is Mojo. Please review!
Maureen,
Meet me at the Life for dinner tonight at 6:00. Happy Birthday!,
Joanne,
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Joanne. She remembered. And there's me in a huff all day because I thought she'd forgotten. Oh well. I'd better get ready. I started looking through my wardrobe.
The red halter neck? No, too formal. I came to the cat costume. I smiled, remembering that night, the last we were all together. I should wear that, or is it too suggestive?
Bet there'll be some great sex tonight……no, all sexual thoughts must go out of head before I meet Joanne. Tonight is all about celebrating another year in my life. Not sex…though maybe just a little bit can't hurt?
The Life Café
As I walk up to the door, I take a peep through the window. I can see my pookie. She's wearing her white trouser suit she wore when we were first engaged. She knows I love it.
I've finally decided what to wear; my black trousers with a green top and pink coat. As someone once told me, pink goes well with green.
"Maureen!" She's spotted me.
"Happy Birthday Maureen. Another year older, and just as beautiful," she says, giving me one of the greatest kisses I think I've ever had.
"Hi Joanne. Thanks for doing this for me" I say, looking around in wonder at the little table in the corner, with the white tablecloth and candles.
We sit down. It looks like Joanne had ordered already, when my favourite, soy burgers and miso soup, arrives. I begin to stuff it down my throat.
"Maureen?"
She's looking at me. I look up, and see her beautiful chocolate eyes gazing at me.
"Yes Honeybear?"
"Happy Birthday."
She's holding out an envelope. I take it, and, smiling, begin to open it.
OH. MY. GOD. It's the best birthday present ever. Even better than when Mark bought me those strawberry flavoured condoms for our first anniversary. It's a gift card. For a SEX TOY SHOP!!
"AHHH" I squeal. I get up, and dance around, waving the gift card around and hugging Joanne.
I can tell she's embarrassed, but I can't stop. "WOOOOO!!"
When we finally sit down again , the few customers left looking at us as if we are mad, I hear a chorus of singing.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR MAUREEN….HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"
Wow! It's everyone, Roger, Mimi, Collins, Marky and even Benny. Wow again. A giant cake…….Oh. Hang on. That cake's not real. It's wood.
"OH GOD! MY DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE! THANK YOU GOD!" I scream, when a stripper bursts out of the cake. She begins to dance. I can feel myself drooling.
Later on, Joanne and I are back home. Whoever said you can't have sex on your birthday? Arsehole.
And we have lots of fun. We literally skipped to that sex toy shop, and purchased a pink fluffy vibrator and two very revealing Santa baby costumes. And now….well, I guess I'll leave it at that.
How was that? My first go at writing from a perspective of one of the bohemians, rather than in third person. Please review!
Echo
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