She had barely introduced herself before she was holding my hand and trying to kiss me. I’ve had a few rounds by then and wouldn’t so no to some female action. I paid the bill, and left the bar arm in arm without saying goodbye.
We walked the two blocks to my place in silence holding hands. Finding our way to the bedroom we gazed into each other eyes. I went to speak but she put her finger over my mouth, and she kissed me.
I woke the next morning to only her memory, unknowing if I’d see her again.