Euphoria
It's a Friday night. I'm at the hotel, it's 9pm and I'm half an hour late... The usual. My make-up's done, not to heavy yet, and I've got on a basic outfit that won't draw too much attention as I pass through reception. But I got my bag packed and the attention will come later. A quick scan of the room - have I got everything? I always forget something - but I think I'm good to go.Ten minutes later and I'm in my boyfriend's car, heading for his place. I'm not ready yet and he knows it, so he's...