Monday, December 17, 2012

L.A. Affairs on Mr. Popular

Oh Manhattan Beach, home of the heartbreakers and the broken-hearted.
All the women in the bar had their devil eyes on him. The men looked envious. I then realized who he was. He was Mr. Popular. I suddenly felt unsure whether my free-spirited persona would mesh with the star quarterback.

But I persuaded Dave to set up a double date for dinner anyway.

It went well. After dinner, he kissed me with his full, soft lips. He made me laugh. He listened. I felt beautiful around him.

Euphoria.
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