The Life of an Incorrigible Slut
Monday night we ate dinner at Embassy Suites. We eat there every week (yeah, the chefs are awesome and always make a vegetarian masterpiece for me from rice and veggies….love those guys!), so we know all the servers there. That night a new one waited on us, a cute 20-something guy. After I gave him my order I told him I also wanted a sharp knife (I like to cut my veggies up into bite-size pieces). He grinned and asked for my I.D.
How funny! I totally cracked up. People often tell me how dangerous I am, but I had no idea I looked that way to someone who had just met me (even though I always wear my sex pheromone perfume, and he was a guy, so……ya know *lusty grin*). Turns out he thought I’d said I wanted "chardonnay." Oops! Actually, I don’t drink. But when I’m tired at the end of the day, my Southern accent is really heavy and hard to understand. So after I stopped laughing, I told him I didn’t want wine. I wanted a sharp knife, and this time I tried to enunciate. He blushed and apologized, and that’s when it hit me. Oh, he was trying to flirt with me when he made the I.D. comment. Wow.
When the server leaves with our orders, Wes leans across the table and says, "He was flirting with you, darlin’." I shrug and reply, "I know. Old men, young men, they all flirt with me." Wes laughs and looks at me like I’m an incorrigible slut, which I am. I mean, who doesn’t know that, right? LOL
BTW, I’m meeting Mark, one of my yummy local harem guys, at the mall for lunch today. He’s an abstract artist, so we’re doing an "abstract art" lunch. What fun! I’m a major fan of abstract art and rarely find anyone local to talk with about it. I’m bringing a file of abstract paintings I’ve ripped out of art mags for years that I absolutely love, as well as some gallery catalogs from abstract exhibitions. I went through all of this stuff yesterday afternoon, trying to decide what to take, ooohing and aaahing over almost every one of those gorgeous pics…the colors, the textures, the paint, etc. Yummy! If you’re an artist you know exactly what I mean. Anyway, I’ll tell you all about it in my blog post tomorrow.
Hey, I know what you’re thinking. You’re wondering if I’m going to behave myself at lunch today, right? Of course not! I’m an incorrigible slut. I live to tease and torment. Dear Goddess, I love being me!! *wicked grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
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January 7th, 2009 at 4:15 pm
Your effect on waiters…
Another waiter bites the dust!:) That was cute!
Now you behave yourself at lunch, ya hear?! And we want to hear all about it, in case you don’t (behave, that is)!
auntee
January 7th, 2009 at 4:37 pm
Re: Your effect on waiters…
I know. “Wes” has such a cross to bear when it comes to me and servers. I didn’t mention the one last night (Tuesday), who was also new at that restaurant. He kept hanging around our table, just staring at me. Like he was in a fog or something. It was really funny. I even mentioned it to “Wes,” who just rolled his eyes. *naughty grin*
Mark just called and had to postpone our lunch until Friday. He was really bummed, but had too much to do at work. I always believe in perfect timing, so even though I was bummed too, I know there is a good cosmic reason for the change, so I’m flowing with it. That means you’ll have to hear all about it on Saturday.
Of course I won’t behave. How boring!!! ROFL
xoxo
Laura Stamps
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)