SilentSiren
Experienced
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- Nov 5, 2003
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I was told that Sam was cute with a good personality and was really smart. That's all my best friend would tell me. I wanted more info, but she said that would take all the fun out of the blind date. She hadn't said he was punctual, which was good, since he was already 30 minutes late.
My best friend had told me to where black because apparently that is Sam's favorite color and so, here I sat, at a bar near my house, in a new short black silk dress that I couldn't really afford, but was told looked good on me, the low-cut front showing off my ample cleavage. My lightly-tanned skin shone with the lotion I'd put on earlier and my feet were encased in 4-inch heels that had satiny straps that wove up my calves. My red hair hung down to the middle of my back and I fidgeted with it slightly as I waited for Sam to show up. My green eyes sparkled as I looked around for my very late blind date.
My best friend had told me to where black because apparently that is Sam's favorite color and so, here I sat, at a bar near my house, in a new short black silk dress that I couldn't really afford, but was told looked good on me, the low-cut front showing off my ample cleavage. My lightly-tanned skin shone with the lotion I'd put on earlier and my feet were encased in 4-inch heels that had satiny straps that wove up my calves. My red hair hung down to the middle of my back and I fidgeted with it slightly as I waited for Sam to show up. My green eyes sparkled as I looked around for my very late blind date.