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Please Take Your Seats

... zone! We were going to speed dating in the park.

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The sun felt glorious shining on us as we gossiped, drank mimosas, and devoured every morsel that the waiter put in front of us; crepes with fresh cream filling, oatmeal with cinnamon, fresh fruit, and warm muffins straight from the oven.

As we paid our bill and finished our coffee, Janelle was the first to speak up about the afternoon, “Are we really going to do this?”

“You mean speed dating? Absolutely! Why wouldn’t we?” Allie looked shocked. “Come on, you and I have had enough of those click-for-a-dick apps, and now Kayla is single too! We need to start doing more to find Mr. Right. Right, Kayla?” she asked, recruiting my cheerleading assistance.

“I am game for whatever. You two planned this Celebration Saturday; I just cleared my calendar as instructed.” There was no way I was getting in the middle of this discussion. “But Allie, I am not sure we will find Mr. Right at Springer Park Speed Dating this afternoon. Just so you have reasonable expectations.”

Allie threw her napkin at me, and we left, giggling.

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The park was decorated with pastel balloons and streamers. Each small two-person table had a lovely floral arrangement. One had to appreciate the thought put into the environment to try to make a match, though it did look more like a bridal shower than a romantic dating venue.

Two coordinators mingled through the crowd handing out name tags and encouraging everyone to grab a drink from the open bar.Ah, liquid courage, I thought,must be the key to success at these things.

According to her name tag, a coordinator named Ellie walked past me, took two steps backward, looked at my nametag, and introduced herself. “Hi there, Kayla; I’m Ellie. You look a little nervous. Can I get you anything?”

“No, I have just never done this so…”

“You are going to rock it, girlfriend,” Ellie reassured me as she gave me a quick assessment. “First, let’s just…” She moved two of my long dark curls to the other side; oddly, the hairs on my neck stood up as her fingers adjusted my tendrils.

“Next, this…” She turned my fragile necklace around so the clasp was in the back; I couldn’t breathe as her fingers moved around my décolleté.

“And, well, let’s just show you are open for business.” And with that, she unbuttoned the next button on my blouse.

She gave me another once over as she gently slid her hands down my arms. “There, now you are ready.”

As Ellie walked into the crowd, I was frozen. I was still basking in her aura, the warmth of her being, the soft vanilla scent of her hair, and the magnitude of her touch. I took a step toward my friends and stopped abruptly. In that short interaction, I had become so turned on my juices were welling up between my legs. I could feel the wetness beginning to trickle onto my panties.

Shit, what if one of these guys can smell my sex and thinks it’s for him? OMG!

And with that,DING...

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