It felt like every nerve was extra sensitive. I was hyperaware of the beauty of the crisp fall day around me, the whisper of fabric over my skin, the ...ace of my bra gently rubbing over my stiff nipples. I smiled at the sounds of my boot heels clicking against the slate sidewalks. Life was good! “Excuse me miss.” A voice from the sidewalk café I had just passed made me stop and turn. An older black gentleman, maybe in his fifties or early sixties was sitting at one of the tables. “I hope this. What have I done. She looked at me . She paused for two seconds. And then charged outside.I just wanted to go back home. But I could not take a leave now. Also , I wanted to apologize to her. Come to some compromise. If she reports me to police , this would be an end. Throughout the work time , i was waiting for cops to come in anytime. She was not even looking at me , at work. She was actively ignoring me. After our shift ended , I waited for her to leave. And followed her.I stopped in front. " Oh!" I giggled. "I thought you meant..." I shook my head. "Never mind."We sat there for ten seconds before I realized he was waiting for an answer."Uh, sure. Okay," I nodded, thinking I should have said no and then kissed him some more, and then after that, invited him back to my place. That would have been the perfect plan. Infallible. But I was sorta still thinking about his poem and ... I was slow, what can I say?"Great, okay..." He seemed pretty eager, as well he might be considering he'd. ” “ Oh they don’t use measures here and it’s their own local brew.” After I had drunk half of my drink I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy but in a most pleasant way. The music began and six waiters arrived on the dance floor. They formed a circle ,then putting their arms around each other’s shoulders, slowly began to dance to the music. Round and round they went bobbing up and down and getting faster and faster as the music increased in tempo. .