Halloween Hiccup

11/01/2014 The Lady 1 Comments

Once upon a time, a not-so-young but still so naive Lady found herself in a predicament on a chilly Halloween night. She had contented herself to dance as she pleased at a party with a large group of friends, and went home quite satisfied. Now clad in a baggy university sweatshirt, leggings, and long socks, she removed the thick, garish makeup from her eyes and curled up on the couch with a mug of apple cider. With only the hopes of watching Hocus Pocus to successfully end the night, she never could have anticipated the sly advances of The Younger Man. As the man was four years her younger, The Lady thought nothing of it when he planted himself closely next to her on the couch rather than sitting on the opposite end.

Hocus Pocus was still in the throes of the rising action when all other occupants of the living room fell fast asleep, leaving The Lady and The Younger Man alone in consciousness. The Younger Man did not wait long to put his arm around The Lady, and being much too tired to care and hardly prudish (or wise), The Lady was content to rest her head upon his shoulder. The Younger Man took advantage of the low lights to kiss The Lady who for some reason did not mind.

And that's how The Lady became entangled (metaphorically speaking of course) with her roommate's younger brother.

What has become of reform?

Con Amor,
The Lady