One night I was out to dinner with a rather tall slender young lady.
Dinner had just been served, when she asked me how I felt about her.
I said I thought I liked her. She looked at me with hurt eyes. I felt for her so I took her hand and tried to explain that realtionships take time to develop. She suddenly began screaming like a wild banshee that my life belonged to her, as she attempted to make my hand an accessory to the table with her steak knife.
Dinner had just been served, when she asked me how I felt about her.
I said I thought I liked her. She looked at me with hurt eyes. I felt for her so I took her hand and tried to explain that realtionships take time to develop. She suddenly began screaming like a wild banshee that my life belonged to her, as she attempted to make my hand an accessory to the table with her steak knife.
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