Monday morning, a week+ after that Night in wonderland.
My cell purrs in my jacket announcing a Whats App message.
Had to ignore it as was driving. Then it purrs again, with claws.
Ahead a Texaco station offers a pull in, I do so, stopping to the air station.
Reading my cell, an unknown number, what the hell? Good call.
My meeting over a week ago with Alice in wonderland has called.
Simple greetings message, I reply. Seems we hit it off first meet, ooh!
Now I had thought a one nighter, memories in the moonlight, not so it appears.
Her name – as is mine, Sarah. WTF! She chose to confuse as I was listening to
Jefferson Airplane “White Rabbit” in my hotel room. Crazy or what?
Despite our age differential, she would like a rematch. Her words, Ok so another
night of a sexual Mike Tyson was fine by me. No – she is a Caucasian, and average.
A photo on WA not to be shared, just for me. Caution to the wind, but trusting.
Deferring the call I drive home. Then call for a chat. Both so relaxed and talkative.
Her life in Warwickshire is hectic so no definite date agreed, and rarely down South.
So my fairy tail continues, if she is Alice who may I be? Perhaps the lucky rabbit,
(we got at each other like wabbits).The mad (Br)Hatter, or simply - POOF a vanishing
Cheshire cat? Thankfully not on any sites like this.
Both of us explicit as to our desires, reliving the carnal evening /morning, she left the
room around 01:30,the hotel 08:00. So was never to see her as I slept satiated.
Chances? A possibility of combinations, Luck? Occurring by chance, has happened.
So readers watch this space as I do also..
Interject. Emma calls from Exeter she also wants to meet again – must be Christmas,
do hobbit's celebrate Xmas? This one will FFS ! XX
Thanks for reading.
Sarah Saturday 4 Nov.
