h2>Dating : Rediscover (part 2)
I finally got to the adress in the longest twenty-minute long cab drive of my life. Although I had my mind on the right place, my body was strongly reacting against everything I was doing. I felt like being sick at least two times inside the car and my face was pale enough for the driver to ask me if I was feeling okay.
“I’m fine!” — I lied — “Just need to get there and grab something to eat!”. He seemed satisfied with that answer and seriously doubted I was going to any restaurant when we arrived to our destination. I paid the fare and we parted ways (if I’m any lucky, to never see eachother again).
I confirmed the adress one more time, and knocked the door under the purple light. The door was slightly opened and a very tall man showed up and asked me on a deep voice:
“You are…?”
“My name is Amelia. I was invited for this gathering by Penelope.” — I tried to answer in a strict voice so he wouldn’t perceive my nervousness and, clearly, I failed. He smiled at me and gently invited me in. I entered the room like a curious cat, looking all over the place and checking all details. The front hall was very discreet, there were no pointings of what happened there. The tall man had a name tag (“Brutus” — appropriate in my opinion) was guiding me to a cloakroom where I could leave my things. He was huge compared to me but, as I mentioned before, very gentle and kind. He adressed me again in a short period of silence:
“Miss Amelia, we were expecting you. As it’s your first time in the house, Penelope will talk to you before you join us. Make yourself comfortable.”
I just nodded and smiled. I sat down on the nearest chair wondering who Penelope might be; there were no pictures on her profile nor her contact. It didn’t take too long for me to see a figure I would never forget. This tall beautiful woman, in white stilettos came walking on my direction. She was not wearing clothes at all, only several pearl necklaces that covered her breasts and lady parts. Huge smile red-lip smile, long blond hair, curved lashes and the presence of a godess. No one could not look at her and I felt like a little tacky girls trying to be out of her place.
I was almost giving up and leaving desperately (I had my phone in my hands ready to order a cab or an uber, I was very confused) when she got to me and held my hand.
“Hello dearest — welcome to the best night of your life…”
(continues on part 03)
