Dream Come True
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"So, that was my dream." Elise finished the last of her white wine. "Pretty weird, huh?"
I sipped my Scotch, trying to stall for time. "Not exactly weird, just a little ... uh ... steamy for someone ...," I trailed off, searching for delicate phrasing.
"Someone who doesn't like sex?" she finished for me.
"Oh. We're already being direct tonight. In that case, yes." I reached for another piece of cheese, nibbling it while I tried to gauge her reaction to my reply.
We were enjoying the sunset from my balcony and had all the trimmings in front of us - assorted cheeses, smoked salmon, nuts, garlic-stuffed olives, white wine for Elise and single-malt Scotch for me. Coincidentally, both our husbands were away so we had decided to have ourselves a "girl" Friday night - staying up all night and letting our hair down.
