A date after sex. How unhinged can a couple be?
I'm still glowing from the post-cum effect, and from the way Leilani is smiling and humming to herself, I think she is too.
"Chicken or pork?" She asks, scanning the menu.
The gold light from the chandelier above shining on her skin looks ethereal, like sun rays glowing behind an angel onto her blessed body. It is made worse by how it seems to highlight her silver jewelry. The quick glances she is getting from the old woman and her husband next to us say it all. They have probably never seen so much beauty before—though to be fair, they are not the only ones staring.
It just had to happen that the restaurant we chose got packed all of a sudden. Maybe their endorsements are just that powerful, or their food is that good. I've never seen so many rich people in a building unless it's for an event, especially old retired millionaires who can't seem to get enough of staring at my wife.
