I have on my sharpest party suit.

I look like a million dollars.

My fingers keep playing with the small tube in my pocket.

I am confident that I will be enjoying my time with Lisa tonight.

I show up and park my car.

Just as I’m almost to the front door, a baby blue Lotus Europa pulls into the parking area.

The gull-wing door pops open and out pops Lisa.

She is amazingly dressed.

She has on a soft powder blue halter top trimmed in lace.

She has on a pair of boy short hot pants.

She has her hair in pony tails tied with matching powder blue ribbons.

She is a living doll!

 

She sees me and waves, then shuts the gull wing door.

She runs up to me and takes me by the elbow.

She says, “I’m glad you invited me here with you.

I don’t think I know anybody and it’ll be good to be here with someone.”

I say, “You look nice tonight.

A real living doll.”

She giggles sweetly and leans against me.

She gives me a little peck on the cheek.

She says softly,

“Thank you Mark. You look very handsome yourself.”

I walk with her up to the door and into the house.

There are a whole lot of people here already and the party hasn’t even gotten started yet.

Many people take notice of me and especially Lisa.

 

I escort Lisa over to a  seat that has only 2 places.

I ask her what she wants to drink.

She giggles and basically only wants a soda, which is fine, to start.

I  go to the bar. I order a beer and a soda for Lisa. .

I take the drinks and go back to where Lisa is sitting.

There are already several other men hanging around and 1 sitting in the seat beside her.

Lisa is being friendly, but she keeps refusing any of the overtures offered.

She sees me and tells the man sitting beside her that that seat is reserved for me.

He refuses to leave it.

She just gets up, takes the soda from me, and takes my hand.

She asks, “Where to now?

Seems some idiot stole your seat and doesn’t have enough courtesy to give it back.”

All the guys standing around the seat staring at us begin to hassle the guy sitting really badly.

I suggest,

“why don’t we take a slow dance?

That way we can talk and drink our drinks and not worry about sitting for a while.”

She agrees, “Ok, sounds like a plan.

Then maybe we can spot another place to sit.”

We go to the dance area.

She is up against me as we dance.

We talk about anything that comes to mind.

I find I am really starting to Like Lisa.

We see another place the 2 of us can sit for a while.

We walk over and I seat Lisa.

I tell her not to let anyone sit this time, while I’m gone to the bar to get us another drink.

This time Lisa wants a strawberry daiquiri.

I see Lisa waving to me.

I walk over and see she has already gotten the drinks.

She tells me that there are a few people walking around taking orders.

I sit and take a long drink of my beer.

Lisa’s head is turned.

I reach into my pocket to get the tube.

It’s gone!

I haven’t a clue as to where it might be.

I feel something creeping rapidly into my head.

I feel suddenly like I have had way too much to drink.

On just 2 beers?

No, this isn’t possible!

I see Lisa looking at me with a really great smile and an impish twinkle in her eye.

I see the tube in her fingers. I gasp.

The last thing I hear is Lisa saying sweetly,

“Guess I’ve found my subject, baby girl.”