Blonde

It doesn't take you long to decide on the blonde. She's so unusual looking and incredibly beautiful. She breezes past you tucking her change into her purse and sets her change on a table tossing her hair over her shoulder as she glances back toward the dance floor. You approach quietly, touching her arm to get her attention over the music. She looks up at you and smiles in a friendly manner. "Hi." You say loudly and she laughs.

"I can't hear you very well, what did you say?" You lean closer, the scent of her light, lovely perfume filling your senses. You repeat your greeting a bit louder and she returns it in a friendly manner and girlish grin. "Oh, hi." She tucks her change into her purse and holds out her hand. "I'm Tess." Her hands are very small and delicate, her skin is soft and moist from the heat and the dew from her drink. You stand a moment, uncertainly. It's time to make your next move...but what?