Honey_B
Weaver of Dreams
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A thread for Honey_B and the randyscotsman...
Josephine Stanzioni waited. Paced really. She had dressed for the occasion. On her slim frame, she wore a crimson evening gown. The color showed off her dusky beauty to perfection, especially her dark eyes. Tonight, she wore her curly black hair piled on her head, clipped in place with jet combs.
She had waited for this night for three months, 4 days and 8 hours. For this moment. Her tiny little studio apartment had been transformed. Josephine had draped every possible surface with white sheets. The light was soft, coming from just a few lamps. The sweet scent of roses filled the room. Josephine had sprinkled bushels of rose petals everywhere. The effect was startingly romantic. She put the sweet strains of Frank Sinatra and sat down to wait on the sofa. To wait for him.
Josephine Stanzioni waited. Paced really. She had dressed for the occasion. On her slim frame, she wore a crimson evening gown. The color showed off her dusky beauty to perfection, especially her dark eyes. Tonight, she wore her curly black hair piled on her head, clipped in place with jet combs.
She had waited for this night for three months, 4 days and 8 hours. For this moment. Her tiny little studio apartment had been transformed. Josephine had draped every possible surface with white sheets. The light was soft, coming from just a few lamps. The sweet scent of roses filled the room. Josephine had sprinkled bushels of rose petals everywhere. The effect was startingly romantic. She put the sweet strains of Frank Sinatra and sat down to wait on the sofa. To wait for him.