The day of the meal came around quickly. Torrie and John were going to the exclusive- China Town Restaurant. Torrie was so excited. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She looked great. Her blonde hair tumbled down in soft, delicate curls. Her dress looked fab too. It was a pale pink, Gucci dress with fur around the edge-she'd brought it especially. Boy, did she look great.
Torrie stood, waiting anxiously. When she saw John,Torrie bounced up and down with excitement. She could barley contain herself. She felt her freshly powdered cheeks blushing. She smiled as John came over.
"You must be Torrie," said John in his hot voice. Torrie giggled sweetly. John smiled. Torrie did the same.
"So," continued John," Are we eating here". Torrie nodded. "After you," he laughed smiling.
As Torrie and John entered the restaurant a man handed John a flower.
"For your lovely wife," said the man in his husky voice. John gave the man a puzzled look. Then, he turned to Torrie. He handed her the pale pink rose.
"To go with your dress," he laughed.
By eleven o'clock Torrie, John and a couple of others were the only customers left in the restaurant.
"I know this was meant to be business. But I really enjoyed tonight would you like to do this some other time. I mean un-business," Torrie smiled. John was flattered. He held Torrie's hand and said-
"I'd love too!" He leaned over and gave Torrie a quick peck on the cheek.
They walked out of the restaurant hand in hand. Talking as if they had known each other for years. "One last thing," said Torrie, "I'd love to be your manager". They both smiled.
Torrie stood, waiting anxiously. When she saw John,Torrie bounced up and down with excitement. She could barley contain herself. She felt her freshly powdered cheeks blushing. She smiled as John came over.
"You must be Torrie," said John in his hot voice. Torrie giggled sweetly. John smiled. Torrie did the same.
"So," continued John," Are we eating here". Torrie nodded. "After you," he laughed smiling.
As Torrie and John entered the restaurant a man handed John a flower.
"For your lovely wife," said the man in his husky voice. John gave the man a puzzled look. Then, he turned to Torrie. He handed her the pale pink rose.
"To go with your dress," he laughed.
By eleven o'clock Torrie, John and a couple of others were the only customers left in the restaurant.
"I know this was meant to be business. But I really enjoyed tonight would you like to do this some other time. I mean un-business," Torrie smiled. John was flattered. He held Torrie's hand and said-
"I'd love too!" He leaned over and gave Torrie a quick peck on the cheek.
They walked out of the restaurant hand in hand. Talking as if they had known each other for years. "One last thing," said Torrie, "I'd love to be your manager". They both smiled.