His motion was so graceful and he moved so quietly. Not sure of his intentions, I knew this day would be my very luckiest or my last. I didn't know which. I entered the row house brushing his solid arm as he held the door open for me. The scent of his body was sweet like Grey Flannel.
H is apartment was unbelievable.
The hard wood floors had a bright and clean luster. Persian rugs were tastefully placed under exquisite wood furniture. Dining room set. His pad looked like an antique furniture showplace. Expensive art hung on the walls.