I shoved my gloved hands deeper into my pockets. It was way too cold today, the weather was really off. I hope that Damon would still go his usual way.
Right on cue Damon walked across the street.
“Damon?” I called. It was late and it was only him and I.
He turned and looked at me.
“Do I know you?”
“Lana, from the ball…actually I don't believe we exchanged names. I just happened to know who you were.”
“Oh, well that’s nice.” He turned to leave.
“I was curious…are you looking for a good time?” I asked, my voice lowering slightly.
“What do you have in mind?” He was interested. He moved closer to me.
“How about a sweaty, dirty, kinky good time?”
“You are quite abrupt.” He was touching me now.
“Only with those I’m interested in.”
“What about your blond boyfriend?”
“What boyfriend?
