On arriving home he found a note in which he was invited to come over to her place.
He was just about to ring the bell when the door opened.
His heart pounding he pushed the door open wider and entered.
The living room was lit by no more than candles
that were placed in a circle on the floor.
In the middle sat a girl in her early 30s.
Dressed in a grinlike smile and a new négligé.
The garment concealed little and he was flooded by warm feelings.
As he walked slowly toward her she kept looking at him with a sweet smile.
They didn't exchange any words. None were needed.
They didn't make time for dinner.
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