My one night in Wonderland

I travelled as Sarah to the hotel for a night at Pink Punter alone.
Wore a maxi monochrome palm print dress, just as well, spent
two hours in M25 traffic! Lorry drivers like a ****k at us !
So four hour drive to MK I was tired, walked to mini mart for
a pie and some cold white wine.
Replete, I change into my polka-**** tea mini dress, rose patterned
black hold ups and the usual 5” black heels. Sarah hits the lounge.
Met up with the strange – but nice Stephanie, who habitats here
every week! Dinner over and 8PM time to change yet again for the club nigh****ead.
Approaching the entry door, a gurl has problems, so I assist.
In the warm hallway we talk, mostly I look , F**** Me she is a beaut!
Her chosen name, Alice. (hence the heading of this blog) I gave her my
room number and thought no more but a meet at the bar.
Face make up was in keeping with Halloween. Black eye liner pale face.
Platinum long hair for the dead look.
****e for once I aced it. Polka **** bra let under a PVC dress and those
damn sexy thigh high PVC boots. Admiring my image (well we all do FFS!)
the internal phone rang. Alice. Shortly after a knock on the door, the spyhole
reveals this vision. Wearing a LBD and midi heels, she was taller than me and
far more attractive than when we met a mere forty minutes ago, long black hair.
Now this lady as it turns out is a male model, and is well known. She hated the
hair I had chosen so back to blonde. We embraced.
Di****retion assured we party. And party we did. We had each other in a way never
to be forgotten. At some point we slept.
I awoke at 3Pm, still in boots and dress, and Alice was a memory. Gone.
Where she came from where she went, as per Bletchley Park - an Enigma to me.
Totally missed the club but for what is is worth the evening/night was one
to cherish and remember. Not even a photo' of her, again di****retion!
Now it is strange that I slipped my WA phone number into her clutch bag?
I do know she is half my age, so the future is dim, but the past is still alive !
I cannot recollect driving home, far to high on what had passed.
Alice (indeed if that is your name) should you read this – simply XXXXX
Sarah
October 27

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