997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

>  Shawn called and ordered two double portion filet mignon dinners to
>  be laid aside for them.

The driver says over the limo's comm, "We will be arriving in one 
minute, Si Smith."

The diver is hidden behind the dark glass partition, but you can look 
out the side windows and see the lights of the broad street. There are 
brightly lighted theaters and resturaunts along both sides of the 
street. The limo floats up to the entrance to of one of the theaters and 
stops.

The driver is opening the door before Shawn can get it open and he holds 
it for you both.

As you leave he says, "Ring me when you are ready for me to pick you up, 
Si Smith."

>  When they arrive, Shawn escorted her into the theater as though she
>  were the queen and he the luckiest man on the planet.

The theater's marque is large and neon lighted. The name of the play, 
"Who Killed Cousin Paul?"  screams out in bright red letters a meter 
high. Below it the names of the stars scroll across the marque. You 
don't recognize any of them, but then you don't know the stage actors of 
Mark.

At the door a uniformed doorman holds the door open for couples and 
small groups walking into the lobby beyond.

Inside there is a line to the left where people are trying to buy 
tickets. On the right is the ticket pickup window where Shawn can pick 
up the tickets he pre-ordered.

"Si Smith, party of two." the young vargr female behind the window says, 
"Here you are, and enjoy your evening."

You walk through the doors handing your tickets to one of several usher 
who are waiting to escort people to their seats.

"This way, if you please." says the young man who escorts you inside and 
down onto the floor where there tables are spread out facing the stage.

After Shawn seats Ilane and sits down himself they both look around. The 
floor in front of the stage, now shrouded by a curtain. There are 
several dozen tables here and most are already occupied. Behind and to 
both sides of the floor where the diners will be eating there is a 
balcony where people will be seated to watch the show. Most of these 
seats are still unoccupied, but will probably fill up as time for the 
performance draws nearer. Off to the left and right wings near the stage 
you can see what appear to be private booths that will look down on the 
stage.  There is music playing from the theater's sound system, but it 
appears to be "canned" not live.

A waiter comes over carrying a tray with bowls of salads, a covered 
basket sitting on a pair of small plates and glasses of water.

He says, "Good evening, Si and Sianna. My name is Antonio and I will be 
your waiter this evening. You're entrees are being prepared. Your 
salads, bread and water."

He serves the items adding, " May I take your drink orders?"

OOC: Feel free to play it out the rest of the way on your own. 

Eris
AKU GM

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Eris Reddoch :

> After Shawn seats Ilane and sits down himself they both look around. The 
> floor in front of the stage, now shrouded by a curtain. There are 
> several dozen tables here and most are already occupied. Behind and to 
> both sides of the floor where the diners will be eating there is a 
> balcony where people will be seated to watch the show. Most of these 
> seats are still unoccupied, but will probably fill up as time for the 
> performance draws nearer. Off to the left and right wings near the stage 
> you can see what appear to be private booths that will look down on the 
> stage.  There is music playing from the theater's sound system, but it 
> appears to be "canned" not live.

Ilane looks *very* happy and gives Shawn a big smile.  "You know...I haven't 
been out to a dinner theatre in *years*!"  She reaches over and holds his 
hand.  "Thank you for taking me out tonight, Shawn."

> He says, "Good evening, Si and Sianna. My name is Antonio and I will be 
> your waiter this evening. You're entrees are being prepared. Your 
> salads, bread and water."

"Thank you," Ilane says to the waiter with a polite smile.

> He serves the items adding, " May I take your drink orders?"

Ilane knows exactly what she wants.  "Yes, can I please have a bloody mary with 
only a *half* a shot of vodka in it?"

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997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

> > After Shawn seats Ilane and sits down himself they both look around. The
> > floor in front of the stage, now shrouded by a curtain. There are
> > several dozen tables here and most are already occupied. Behind and to
> > both sides of the floor where the diners will be eating there is a
> > balcony where people will be seated to watch the show. Most of these
> > seats are still unoccupied, but will probably fill up as time for the
> > performance draws nearer. Off to the left and right wings near the stage
> > you can see what appear to be private booths that will look down on the
> > stage.  There is music playing from the theater's sound system, but it
> > appears to be "canned" not live.
> 
> Ilane looks *very* happy and gives Shawn a big smile.  "You know...I haven't
> been out to a dinner theatre in *years*!"  She reaches over and holds his
> hand.  "Thank you for taking me out tonight, Shawn."

He gave her hand a squeeze and smiled back.

"It is my pleasure, Ilane."
 
> > He says, "Good evening, Si and Sianna. My name is Antonio and I will be
> > your waiter this evening. You're entrees are being prepared. Your
> > salads, bread and water."
> 
> "Thank you," Ilane says to the waiter with a polite smile.
> 
> > He serves the items adding, " May I take your drink orders?"
> 
> Ilane knows exactly what she wants.  "Yes, can I please have a bloody mary with
> only a *half* a shot of vodka in it?"

"And I will take the same."

In a few minutes, the waiter is back with their drinks.

Shawn raised his.

"To my lovely date, without whom this night would be not nearly so fun."

Shawn

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Terry Mixon :

> "It is my pleasure, Ilane."

She smiles as she looks into her dashing date's eyes.

> Shawn raised his.
> 
> "To my lovely date, without whom this night would be not nearly so fun."

Ilane lifts her glass in turn.  "And to my handsome and incredibly classy date, 
who *definitely* knows how to make a woman feel special."  She meets his glass 
with a gentle clink, and takes a sip of the wonderful mixture.

-- 
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> > Shawn raised his.
> >
> > "To my lovely date, without whom this night would be not nearly so fun."
> 
> Ilane lifts her glass in turn.  "And to my handsome and incredibly classy date,
> who *definitely* knows how to make a woman feel special."  She meets his glass
> with a gentle clink, and takes a sip of the wonderful mixture.

"You feel special because you are."

Shawn and Ilane sampled the salads and they were fresh and crisp.

Shortly, the waiter returned and placed their food before them.

"Two double portion filet minion. Cooked to order."

Hw waited to be sure all was cooked to order and it was. *Just* the way Ilane liked it.

He cleared the salads away and left them again.

Shawn

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Over the next half hour, Shawn and Ilane enjoy their food and chat. Shawn talks about music,
painting, theater and good books. He deftly kept the conversation light and enjoyable. He asked her
about things that she liked. Dancing, what it was like in a professional troupe. If she seemed to
not want to talk about anything, he changed the subject.

The theater lights darkened a little and a man dressed in a formal suit came across the stage to
stand before the gathered diners.

"My dear guests, welcome. We, the cast and crew, thank you deeply for coming tonight."

He looked across the crowd with a smile.

"As you all know, this is a special performance. Tonight, all proceeds from your most generous
donations go to the starving artists fund."

The crowd broke into applause and he waited for it to die down before he continued.

"And to those of you in the tables before the stage, we give especial thanks for your most generous
additional contributions. On behalf of all of us, I thank you."

He bowed low from the waist and then straightened again.

"On with the show!"

He turned and strode back into the off stage area and the lights darkened.

The play began and was immediately off and running. The actors and actresses were very good and the
plot captivating. Threaded through the mystery, a romantic plot was woven. There was one
intermission and drinks could be refreshed then. Shawn deferred to Ilane as to what, if any, drink
they would have. Occasionally, he leaned over to make some quiet comment and Ilane found her hand
taken in his after a bit while they spoke. He released it but reluctantly.

The second half was just as good as the first. It hardly seems like they had started when the play
is done and the cast and crew are on stage taking their final bows. Shawn was on his feet, clapping
like a madman.

He looks all lit up. He is obviously having a very good time but his eyes are focused on Ilane and
how she is doing.

Shawn

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Terry Mixon :

> Over the next half hour, Shawn and Ilane enjoy their food and chat. Shawn
> talks about music,
> painting, theater and good books. He deftly kept the conversation light and
> enjoyable. He asked her
> about things that she liked. Dancing, what it was like in a professional
> troupe. If she seemed to
> not want to talk about anything, he changed the subject.

Shawn finds Ilane to be very open to discussing just about anything.  She talks 
at length about her many years as a professional dancer, and touches on her 
later and briefer military career.  It's clear that she was *very* reluctant to 
give up her dancing career after she was drafted into the navy, but, always the 
optimist, Ilane seemed determined to make the best of her unexpected change in 
career that she could.

> The theater lights darkened a little and a man dressed in a formal suit came
> across the stage to
> stand before the gathered diners.
> 
> "My dear guests, welcome. We, the cast and crew, thank you deeply for coming
> tonight."
> 
> He looked across the crowd with a smile.
> 
> "As you all know, this is a special performance. Tonight, all proceeds from
> your most generous
> donations go to the starving artists fund."
> 
> The crowd broke into applause and he waited for it to die down before he
> continued.

Once the crowd noise dies down a bit, Ilane asks Shawn, "Do you know if they're 
still taking donations for that?"

> "And to those of you in the tables before the stage, we give especial thanks
> for your most generous
> additional contributions. On behalf of all of us, I thank you."

She gives Shawn a little smile.

> There was one
> intermission and drinks could be refreshed then. Shawn deferred to Ilane as
> to what, if any, drink
> they would have. 

She continued to have bloody maries, but with either a half a shot of *no* 
vodka in them.  By the time the night was over, she perhaps had a total of four 
drinks and her mind remained sharp.

> Occasionally, he leaned over to make some quiet comment and
> Ilane found her hand
> taken in his after a bit while they spoke. He released it but reluctantly.

Ilane's hand seemed to linger near his through the performance, and she seemed 
as reluctant as he was when it came time to part them.

> The second half was just as good as the first. It hardly seems like they had
> started when the play
> is done and the cast and crew are on stage taking their final bows. Shawn was
> on his feet, clapping
> like a madman.
> 
> He looks all lit up. He is obviously having a very good time but his eyes are
> focused on Ilane and
> how she is doing.

The dancer claps very enthusiastically, full of life as she always seems to 
be.  She meets Shawn's gaze and she looks back at him with eyes sparkling and 
happy.

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997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

> > Over the next half hour, Shawn and Ilane enjoy their food and chat. Shawn
> > talks about music,
> > painting, theater and good books. He deftly kept the conversation light and
> > enjoyable. He asked her
> > about things that she liked. Dancing, what it was like in a professional
> > troupe. If she seemed to
> > not want to talk about anything, he changed the subject.
> 
> Shawn finds Ilane to be very open to discussing just about anything.  She talks
> at length about her many years as a professional dancer, and touches on her
> later and briefer military career.  It's clear that she was *very* reluctant to
> give up her dancing career after she was drafted into the navy, but, always the
> optimist, Ilane seemed determined to make the best of her unexpected change in
> career that she could.

Shawn was never in the military and asks questions to find out what she did, what she liked and
disliked. He will unbend and tell her some stories about his time as a smuggler. He didn't like the
work but it was what the family did. He has some funny stories. Still, the majority of the time is
spent talking about her. 
 
> > The theater lights darkened a little and a man dressed in a formal suit came
> > across the stage to stand before the gathered diners.
> >
> > "My dear guests, welcome. We, the cast and crew, thank you deeply for coming
> > tonight."
> >
> > He looked across the crowd with a smile.
> >
> > "As you all know, this is a special performance. Tonight, all proceeds from
> > your most generous
> > donations go to the starving artists fund."
> >
> > The crowd broke into applause and he waited for it to die down before he
> > continued.
> 
> Once the crowd noise dies down a bit, Ilane asks Shawn, "Do you know if they're
> still taking donations for that?"

Shawn leaned back over and nodded.

"I'm sure they will be collecting again as we leave. Every mark helps."

> > "And to those of you in the tables before the stage, we give especial thanks
> > for your most generous
> > additional contributions. On behalf of all of us, I thank you."
> 
> She gives Shawn a little smile.

Shawn smiled, a little self consciously.

> > There was one
> > intermission and drinks could be refreshed then. Shawn deferred to Ilane as
> > to what, if any, drink
> > they would have.
> 
> She continued to have bloody maries, but with either a half a shot of *no*
> vodka in them.  By the time the night was over, she perhaps had a total of four
> drinks and her mind remained sharp.

Since Shawn is sticking with her, he is in the same sharp condition.

> > Occasionally, he leaned over to make some quiet comment and
> > Ilane found her hand
> > taken in his after a bit while they spoke. He released it but reluctantly.
> 
> Ilane's hand seemed to linger near his through the performance, and she seemed
> as reluctant as he was when it came time to part them.

During the second half, he kept his hand in hers.

> > He looks all lit up. He is obviously having a very good time but his eyes are
> > focused on Ilane and how she is doing.
> 
> The dancer claps very enthusiastically, full of life as she always seems to
> be.  She meets Shawn's gaze and she looks back at him with eyes sparkling and
> happy.

When the crowd started to depart, Shawn pulled her chair out for her and led her towards the exit.
Out front, the man from the stage is shaking hands as people make their way clear.

Shawn stepped close so she could hear him in the din and slipped an arm around her waist to keep
them from being separated.

"I bet he would take that contribution from you, Ilane." He said next to her ear.

OOC: Is she wearing perfume? Shawn has a light aftershave on.

Shawn

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Terry Mixon :

> Shawn was never in the military and asks questions to find out what she did,
> what she liked and
> disliked. 

He finds Ilane more than willing to share it all with him, including the tale 
of the long, thirteen-month crawl back to Argent after a battle-damage induced 
misjump.

> He will unbend and tell her some stories about his time as a
> smuggler. He didn't like the
> work but it was what the family did. He has some funny stories. Still, the
> majority of the time is
> spent talking about her. 

She enjoys it all. :)

> Shawn leaned back over and nodded.
> 
> "I'm sure they will be collecting again as we leave. Every mark helps."

> During the second half, he kept his hand in hers.

Secretly in the darkness, Ilane moves her chair just a little bit closer to 
his. :)

> "I bet he would take that contribution from you, Ilane." He said next to her
> ear.

She nods and gives him a donation for the equivalent of 1,000 CSA Credits right 
then and there.

> OOC: Is she wearing perfume? Shawn has a light aftershave on.

She's wearing a subtle floral scent with a hint of clean-smelling citrus.

-- 
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997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

> > Shawn was never in the military and asks questions to find out what she did,
> > what she liked and disliked.
> 
> He finds Ilane more than willing to share it all with him, including the tale
> of the long, thirteen-month crawl back to Argent after a battle-damage induced
> misjump.

He is intrigued by the story. He asks a number of questions about that trip back and nods as she
tells him.

"That sounds like an epic."

There is a gleam in his eye.

> > Shawn leaned back over and nodded.
> >
> > "I'm sure they will be collecting again as we leave. Every mark helps."
> 
> > During the second half, he kept his hand in hers.
> 
> Secretly in the darkness, Ilane moves her chair just a little bit closer to
> his. :)

The rare instances she can see him in the light, he has a smile on his face and seems to be
splitting his time looking at her and the stage.
 
> > "I bet he would take that contribution from you, Ilane." He said next to her
> > ear.
> 
> She nods and gives him a donation for the equivalent of 1,000 CSA Credits right
> then and there.

The man took her hand and bent low over it.

"We thank you for your generosity, Sianna. You are members of the Association for the Support of the
Arts, are you not? No?"

He called someone over to take their information.

"You are now associate members for a year. That entitles you to free tickets to one of a number of
showing in the arts. Music, plays. And the option for better seats."

He shook Shawn's hand and kissed Ilane's.

"Thank you again and good evening."
 
> > OOC: Is she wearing perfume? Shawn has a light aftershave on.
> 
> She's wearing a subtle floral scent with a hint of clean-smelling citrus.

Shawn smiled at the fragrance. Dancing was going to be *very* fun.

Shawn and Ilane made their way out and soon the limo had them safely ensconced. Shawn put his hand
on his own knee after a brief battle with himself.

"The club is not very far away. How are you feeling? Having a good time?"

Shawn 

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Terry Mixon :

> He is intrigued by the story. He asks a number of questions about that trip
> back and nods as she
> tells him.
> 
> "That sounds like an epic."
> 
> There is a gleam in his eye.

Ilane smiles. :)

> The rare instances she can see him in the light, he has a smile on his face
> and seems to be
> splitting his time looking at her and the stage.

She doesn't let on, yet Shawn suspects that she knows that he's looking at her.

> "You are now associate members for a year. That entitles you to free tickets
> to one of a number of
> showing in the arts. Music, plays. And the option for better seats."

Ilane shoots the man a big smile.  "Thank you, Si!"

> "Thank you again and good evening."

"Good night, and it was my *pleasure* to help."

> Shawn smiled at the fragrance. Dancing was going to be *very* fun.
> 
> Shawn and Ilane made their way out and soon the limo had them safely
> ensconced. Shawn put his hand
> on his own knee after a brief battle with himself.

Ilane sits close to him and the scent of her perfume wafts over to Shawn's 
nostils again.  She gently puts her hand over his.

> "The club is not very far away. How are you feeling? Having a good time?"

She smiles radiantly and looks into his eyes.  "Shawn, I'm having a *great* 
time!"  There's a brief pause as she continues to gaze at him, and her smile 
fades a bit as she contemplates his handsome face and wonders if she should 
kiss him.

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997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

> > The rare instances she can see him in the light, he has a smile on his face
> > and seems to be
> > splitting his time looking at her and the stage.
> 
> She doesn't let on, yet Shawn suspects that she knows that he's looking at her.

He smiled at her anyway.
 
> > "You are now associate members for a year. That entitles you to free tickets
> > to one of a number of
> > showing in the arts. Music, plays. And the option for better seats."
> 
> Ilane shoots the man a big smile.  "Thank you, Si!"

"It is our honor, Sianna."
 
> > "Thank you again and good evening."
> 
> "Good night, and it was my *pleasure* to help."

He bowed low again.
 
> > Shawn smiled at the fragrance. Dancing was going to be *very* fun.
> >
> > Shawn and Ilane made their way out and soon the limo had them safely
> > ensconced. Shawn put his hand
> > on his own knee after a brief battle with himself.
> 
> Ilane sits close to him and the scent of her perfume wafts over to Shawn's
> nostils again.  She gently puts her hand over his.

Shawn struggled to remember what they were talking about. Her scent was intoxicating.

'Shawn!' he thought to himself. 'Get a grip, man! You'll start drooling and that will *not* be
attractive!'
 
> > "The club is not very far away. How are you feeling? Having a good time?"
> 
> She smiles radiantly and looks into his eyes.  "Shawn, I'm having a *great*
> time!"  There's a brief pause as she continues to gaze at him, and her smile
> fades a bit as she contemplates his handsome face and wonders if she should
> kiss him.

He noted the fade in her smile and wonders if he just mis-stepped somehow. He leaned forward.

"I am having the time of my life. Thank you for making this such a wonderful evening. I hope I don't
bruise your toes too much."

The limo pulled up in front of a brightly lit, obviously posh and happening club. A man in some
uniform stepped up to the door and opened it. Shawn handed Ilane out and stepped out behind her.

He leaned back in.

"I'll page when we are ready. Thanks."

He held out his arm and escorted Ilane inside.

The club was more posh on the inside than out. Wood paneling and leather. The crowd was very well
dressed. The music was not overpowering. A jazz dance tune was playing as the came onto the scene.

The room is almost evenly divided between tables and dance floor. A massive bar with four bartenders
fills the left side of the room. Couples are dancing and the crowd is a happy one.

"Shall we get a table or dive right in?"

Shawn

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Terry Mixon :

> He noted the fade in her smile and wonders if he just mis-stepped somehow. He
> leaned forward.

She in turn leaned forward while still gazing deeply into his eyes.  It's 
obvious that she wants to be kissed.

> "I am having the time of my life. Thank you for making this such a wonderful
> evening. I hope I don't
> bruise your toes too much."

Ilane laughs.  "Don't worry about that, Shawn.  Dancers have stronger toes than 
most people think."

> The limo pulled up in front of a brightly lit, obviously posh and happening
> club. A man in some
> uniform stepped up to the door and opened it. Shawn handed Ilane out and
> stepped out behind her.
> 
> He leaned back in.
> 
> "I'll page when we are ready. Thanks."
> 
> He held out his arm and escorted Ilane inside.

Ilane obviously enjoys the posh treatment. :)

> "Shall we get a table or dive right in?"

Already moving ever so slightly to the beat, Ilane smiles and says, "I'd like 
to get a little dancing done first."  She theatrically holds out her hand to 
her date.  "Shall we?"

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> > He noted the fade in her smile and wonders if he just mis-stepped somehow. He
> > leaned forward.
> 
> She in turn leaned forward while still gazing deeply into his eyes.  It's
> obvious that she wants to be kissed.

Shawn leaned into her and let his arm slide around her and pulled her against him as his lips met
hers in their first kiss. He used his lips to good effect but let her decide how deep a kiss it was
to be. The scent of her perfume and hair was intoxicating and he gazed into her eyes deeply.
 
> > "I am having the time of my life. Thank you for making this such a wonderful
> > evening. I hope I don't
> > bruise your toes too much."
> 
> Ilane laughs.  "Don't worry about that, Shawn.  Dancers have stronger toes than
> most people think."

"Thank goodness!" he laughed.

> > The limo pulled up in front of a brightly lit, obviously posh and happening
> > club. A man in some
> > uniform stepped up to the door and opened it. Shawn handed Ilane out and
> > stepped out behind her.
> >
> > He leaned back in.
> >
> > "I'll page when we are ready. Thanks."
> >
> > He held out his arm and escorted Ilane inside.
> 
> Ilane obviously enjoys the posh treatment. :)

Shawn is obviously a closet romantic and loves to treat a Lady right.

> > "Shall we get a table or dive right in?"
> 
> Already moving ever so slightly to the beat, Ilane smiles and says, "I'd like
> to get a little dancing done first."  She theatrically holds out her hand to
> her date.  "Shall we?"

"Your very wish is my command, Milady!"

He led her onto the dance floor and gave her a wink as he started dancing. As she knows, he is not
the worlds greatest dancer but her gave her a good dance.

The song was already close to ending and the band moved right into a nice slow dance. He slid next
to her and circles her with his arms, swinging her gently. His working out must be paying some
dividends as his body is firm and fit against her.

"This evening is one I am going to treasure for the rest of my life, Ilane. You are perfect. They
will have to tie me down to keep me from floating up to orbit while I sleep."

Shawn 

997.273. Ilane and Shawn's Evening Dinner Date

Quoting Terry Mixon :

> Shawn leaned into her and let his arm slide around her and pulled her against
> him as his lips met
> hers in their first kiss. He used his lips to good effect but let her decide
> how deep a kiss it was
> to be. The scent of her perfume and hair was intoxicating and he gazed into
> her eyes deeply.

She just makes a tentative little probe with her tongue, obviously a little 
unsure of how far Shawn wants to take it.

> "Your very wish is my command, Milady!"
> 
> He led her onto the dance floor and gave her a wink as he started dancing. As
> she knows, he is not
> the worlds greatest dancer but her gave her a good dance.

She seems to be very good a adapting to his modest dancing talents, and she 
makes sure that he keeps up with her.

> The song was already close to ending and the band moved right into a nice
> slow dance. He slid next
> to her and circles her with his arms, swinging her gently. His working out
> must be paying some
> dividends as his body is firm and fit against her.

Her body seems to fit almost perfectly against his and she rests her head on 
his shoulder at one point as that slowly and closely dance.  She's almost 
magically light on her feet.

> "This evening is one I am going to treasure for the rest of my life, Ilane.
> You are perfect. They
> will have to tie me down to keep me from floating up to orbit while I
> sleep."

He words seem to touch her *very* deeply.  She looks into his eyes again and 
kisses him, a bit deeper this time.

After the kiss, she whispers into his ear, "I'll never forget this night either 
Shawn...it's been almost magical..."  She brushes her lips lightly (and 
inadvertantly?) across his earlobe before hugging him and holding him close.

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> > Shawn leaned into her and let his arm slide around her and pulled her against
> > him as his lips met
> > hers in their first kiss. He used his lips to good effect but let her decide
> > how deep a kiss it was
> > to be. The scent of her perfume and hair was intoxicating and he gazed into
> > her eyes deeply.
> 
> She just makes a tentative little probe with her tongue, obviously a little
> unsure of how far Shawn wants to take it.

Shawn felt her probe and opened his mouth to dance his tongue against hers and deepened the kiss to
explore her fully. It was a wonderful kiss, that took his breath away. The feeling of her in his
arms was indescribable.
 
> > "Your very wish is my command, Milady!"
> >
> > He led her onto the dance floor and gave her a wink as he started dancing. As
> > she knows, he is not
> > the worlds greatest dancer but her gave her a good dance.
> 
> She seems to be very good a adapting to his modest dancing talents, and she
> makes sure that he keeps up with her.

He is grateful.

> > The song was already close to ending and the band moved right into a nice
> > slow dance. He slid next
> > to her and circles her with his arms, swinging her gently. His working out
> > must be paying some
> > dividends as his body is firm and fit against her.
> 
> Her body seems to fit almost perfectly against his and she rests her head on
> his shoulder at one point as that slowly and closely dance.  She's almost
> magically light on her feet.

The rest of the room vanished from his perceptions. His world only included the two of them and he
swayed against her as their universe rotated. He wished this dance would go on forever.

> > "This evening is one I am going to treasure for the rest of my life, Ilane.
> > You are perfect. They
> > will have to tie me down to keep me from floating up to orbit while I
> > sleep."
> 
> He words seem to touch her *very* deeply.  She looks into his eyes again and
> kisses him, a bit deeper this time.

He gathered her into his arms and let his growing feelings for her feed back into their kiss. A
small voice at the back of his mind marveled.
 
> After the kiss, she whispers into his ear, "I'll never forget this night either
> Shawn...it's been almost magical..."  She brushes her lips lightly (and
> inadvertantly?) across his earlobe before hugging him and holding him close.

"Thank you." He said with all his heart. He held her close with his hands low on her back and gently
kissed her neck and then her own ear. As he held her close, he whispered in her ear.

"I have never met someone as special as you are, Ilane."

After the dance ended, he slid his arm around her waist and led her back to a table.

"For some reason, my legs feel like rubber and I think I better sit down for a minute. I want to
dance until they close this place and toss us out but I think a drink would settle my nerves."

He grinned and ordered something lightly alcoholic for himself. He did *not* want to fuzz his brain
and fail to remember a single minute of this night. Ever.

He ordered whatever she liked for Ilane.

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> Shawn felt her probe and opened his mouth to dance his tongue against hers
> and deepened the kiss to
> explore her fully. It was a wonderful kiss, that took his breath away. The
> feeling of her in his
> arms was indescribable.

She fully surrenders to the deepening kiss, but gently cuts it off at some 
point in fear of losing control of herself.

> The rest of the room vanished from his perceptions. His world only included
> the two of them and he
> swayed against her as their universe rotated. He wished this dance would go
> on forever.

It seems to Ilane that their time on the dance floor was a single, ecstatic 
moment.  She's simultaneously surprised at how long they were actually out 
there and wishing that they could have been dancing out there forever. 

> He gathered her into his arms and let his growing feelings for her feed back
> into their kiss. A small voice at the back of his mind marveled.

The ex-dancer can't remember a single kiss in all of her 36 years of life that 
ever felt this sweet.  Yet again, she feels a little touch of regret that she 
hadn't met Shawn in the days of her youth.

> "Thank you." He said with all his heart. He held her close with his hands low
> on her back and gently
> kissed her neck and then her own ear. As he held her close, he whispered in
> her ear.

She shivers a bit at the sweet touch of his lips on her neck.
 
> "I have never met someone as special as you are, Ilane."

Ilane nuzzles her ear a bit before whispering, "And I've never met anyone quite 
like *you*, Shawn..."

> After the dance ended, he slid his arm around her waist and led her back to a
> table.
> 
> "For some reason, my legs feel like rubber and I think I better sit down for
> a minute. I want to
> dance until they close this place and toss us out but I think a drink would
> settle my nerves."

The ex-dancer nods as she lets Shawn lead her to her seat.  She smiles a bit 
and puts her hand around his shoulders.

> He grinned and ordered something lightly alcoholic for himself. He did *not*
> want to fuzz his brain
> and fail to remember a single minute of this night. Ever.
> 
> He ordered whatever she liked for Ilane.

Ilane decides to order yet another blood mary, sans vodka this time.

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> > Shawn felt her probe and opened his mouth to dance his tongue against hers
> > and deepened the kiss to
> > explore her fully. It was a wonderful kiss, that took his breath away. The
> > feeling of her in his
> > arms was indescribable.
> 
> She fully surrenders to the deepening kiss, but gently cuts it off at some
> point in fear of losing control of herself.

As the kiss broke, he held her and quietly looked into her eyes.
 
> > He gathered her into his arms and let his growing feelings for her feed back
> > into their kiss. A small voice at the back of his mind marveled.
> 
> The ex-dancer can't remember a single kiss in all of her 36 years of life that
> ever felt this sweet.  Yet again, she feels a little touch of regret that she
> hadn't met Shawn in the days of her youth.

Shawn has been wishing that he had met her and regretting the fact that he had not. Still, in their
youth, would they have been the people they find so attractive now?
 
> > "Thank you." He said with all his heart. He held her close with his hands low
> > on her back and gently
> > kissed her neck and then her own ear. As he held her close, he whispered in
> > her ear.
> 
> She shivers a bit at the sweet touch of his lips on her neck.

He felt the shiver of her body in his arms and was so happy that had felt pleasurable to her.

> > "I have never met someone as special as you are, Ilane."
> 
> Ilane nuzzles her ear a bit before whispering, "And I've never met anyone quite
> like *you*, Shawn..."

"I'm so glad we have met. The long trip and seeing new worlds is going to be a lot more interesting
that it had looked before. It won't be so quiet going to museums now."

Shawn grinned.

> > After the dance ended, he slid his arm around her waist and led her back to a
> > table.
> >
> > "For some reason, my legs feel like rubber and I think I better sit down for
> > a minute. I want to
> > dance until they close this place and toss us out but I think a drink would
> > settle my nerves."
> 
> The ex-dancer nods as she lets Shawn lead her to her seat.  She smiles a bit
> and puts her hand around his shoulders.
> 
> > He grinned and ordered something lightly alcoholic for himself. He did *not*
> > want to fuzz his brain
> > and fail to remember a single minute of this night. Ever.
> >
> > He ordered whatever she liked for Ilane.
> 
> Ilane decides to order yet another blood mary, sans vodka this time.

Shawn glanced at his chrono as the drinks came out and did a double take.

"Um, Ilane? Did you realize we've been here almost two hours? It only felt like a few short minutes
to me."

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> As the kiss broke, he held her and quietly looked into her eyes.

And she gazed back into his, momentarily losing herself in them.

> "I'm so glad we have met. The long trip and seeing new worlds is going to be
> a lot more interesting
> that it had looked before. It won't be so quiet going to museums now."
> 
> Shawn grinned.

Ilane smiles back at him.  "We'll hit a few of the art galleries too, right?"

> Shawn glanced at his chrono as the drinks came out and did a double take.

She notices his reaction with a touch of concern.  "What is it, Shawn?"

> "Um, Ilane? Did you realize we've been here almost two hours? It only felt
> like a few short minutes
> to me."

Her dark brown eyes grow wide.  "Two *hours*?  Really?  She looks into his eyes 
yet again and holds his hand.  "It seems like it we just got here..."

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> > As the kiss broke, he held her and quietly looked into her eyes.
> 
> And she gazed back into his, momentarily losing herself in them.

He has to force himself to break the gaze before he kisses her again. He settles for holding his arm
around her and letting her head rest on his shoulder. It was great they were close to the same
height.
 
> > "I'm so glad we have met. The long trip and seeing new worlds is going to be
> > a lot more interesting
> > that it had looked before. It won't be so quiet going to museums now."
> >
> > Shawn grinned.
> 
> Ilane smiles back at him.  "We'll hit a few of the art galleries too, right?"

Shawn nodded enthusiastically.

"You can be sure of that."

> > Shawn glanced at his chrono as the drinks came out and did a double take.
> 
> She notices his reaction with a touch of concern.  "What is it, Shawn?"
> 
> > "Um, Ilane? Did you realize we've been here almost two hours? It only felt
> > like a few short minutes to me."
> 
> Her dark brown eyes grow wide.  "Two *hours*?  Really?  She looks into his eyes
> yet again and holds his hand.  "It seems like it we just got here..."

Shawn was amazed. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. They had twirled away the hours
so wrapped up in each other that they had not even noticed the time.

"I hope the band didn't take a break in the middle of that moment."

He sipped his drink and regarded her with shining eyes while he held her warm hand in his.

"This place closes at two am. We can rest a bit and then dance for another hour and a half before we
have to go. I know a quiet place nearby that we can have a nightcap before I take you home, if you
like."

He stood up with a red faced grin.

"I need to go see the rest room attendant. Would you care to go first and I'll wait for your
return?"

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> > > As the kiss broke, he held her and quietly looked into her eyes.
> > 
> > And she gazed back into his, momentarily losing herself in them.
> 
> He has to force himself to break the gaze before he kisses her again. He
> settles for holding his arm
> around her and letting her head rest on his shoulder. It was great they were
> close to the same
> height.
>  
> > > "I'm so glad we have met. The long trip and seeing new worlds is going to
> be
> > > a lot more interesting
> > > that it had looked before. It won't be so quiet going to museums now."
> > >
> > > Shawn grinned.
> > 
> > Ilane smiles back at him.  "We'll hit a few of the art galleries too,
> right?"
> 
> Shawn nodded enthusiastically.
> 
> "You can be sure of that."
> 
> > > Shawn glanced at his chrono as the drinks came out and did a double
> take.
> > 
> > She notices his reaction with a touch of concern.  "What is it, Shawn?"
> > 
> > > "Um, Ilane? Did you realize we've been here almost two hours? It only
> felt
> > > like a few short minutes to me."
> > 
> > Her dark brown eyes grow wide.  "Two *hours*?  Really?  She looks into his
> eyes
> > yet again and holds his hand.  "It seems like it we just got here..."
> 
> Shawn was amazed. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. They had
> twirled away the hours
> so wrapped up in each other that they had not even noticed the time.
> 
> "I hope the band didn't take a break in the middle of that moment."
> 
> He sipped his drink and regarded her with shining eyes while he held her warm
> hand in his.

She does the same, seemingly not wanting to take her eyes off of him.

> "This place closes at two am. We can rest a bit and then dance for another
> hour and a half before we
> have to go. I know a quiet place nearby that we can have a nightcap before I
> take you home, if you
> like."

Ilane smiles.  "That would be *very* nice, Shawn."  She gives his hand a little 
squeeze as her eyes sparkle in the subdued lighting.  "I think it would be a 
perfect way to end a *perfect* night with you."

> He stood up with a red faced grin.
> 
> "I need to go see the rest room attendant. Would you care to go first and
> I'll wait for your
> return?"

Seeing his red face, the ex-dancer says, "You know, if you *really* need to go 
I can wait until your done..."

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> > Shawn was amazed. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. They had
> > twirled away the hours
> > so wrapped up in each other that they had not even noticed the time.
> >
> > "I hope the band didn't take a break in the middle of that moment."
> >
> > He sipped his drink and regarded her with shining eyes while he held her warm
> > hand in his.
> 
> She does the same, seemingly not wanting to take her eyes off of him.

He feels exactly the same way.
 
> > "This place closes at two am. We can rest a bit and then dance for another
> > hour and a half before we
> > have to go. I know a quiet place nearby that we can have a nightcap before I
> > take you home, if you
> > like."
> 
> Ilane smiles.  "That would be *very* nice, Shawn."  She gives his hand a little
> squeeze as her eyes sparkle in the subdued lighting.  "I think it would be a
> perfect way to end a *perfect* night with you."

Shawn nodded his head in agreement.
 
> > He stood up with a red faced grin.
> >
> > "I need to go see the rest room attendant. Would you care to go first and
> > I'll wait for your
> > return?"
> 
> Seeing his red face, the ex-dancer says, "You know, if you *really* need to go
> I can wait until your done..."

"I can wait. After you."

When she goes, she finds the ladies room well appointed and clean. There is another woman touching
up her lipstick by the mirror as she comes in. The woman glances at her and then smiled.

"Pardon me, but I couldn't help seeing you and your man dancing. It was so sweet. You obviously love
one another *so* much. You were so into each other that you didn't even stop when the band took a
five minute break." She sighed and smiled deeply.

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> "Pardon me, but I couldn't help seeing you and your man dancing. It was so
> sweet. You obviously love
> one another *so* much. You were so into each other that you didn't even stop
> when the band took a
> five minute break." She sighed and smiled deeply.

"They took a break?"  Ilane could have *sworn* that there was always *some* 
sort of music playing as they danced.  She smiles at the woman.  "It's our 
first official date tonight...and Shawn is very, *very* dear to me..."

"Do I *already* love him?", she mentally asks herself while she uses the 
bathroom, washes her hands and touches up her makeup.  Her heart seems to race 
as she thinks of Shawn, and she's positive that she's never felt quite like 
this about any other man that she'd ever dated.  She comes out of the bathroom 
feeling both exhilarated and confused by her thoughts.  *Is* this what true 
love feels like, and is it possible to be in love after only a *single* perfect 
evening together?

She comes back to the table and gives Shawn (her beloved?) a 
smile.  "Okay...all done."

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> > "Pardon me, but I couldn't help seeing you and your man dancing. It was so
> > sweet. You obviously love
> > one another *so* much. You were so into each other that you didn't even stop
> > when the band took a
> > five minute break." She sighed and smiled deeply.
> 
> "They took a break?"  Ilane could have *sworn* that there was always *some*
> sort of music playing as they danced.  She smiles at the woman.  "It's our
> first official date tonight...and Shawn is very, *very* dear to me..."

The woman laughed.

"Yes, dear. They took a break. The manager saw you two still dancing and put some other music on the
overhead. He had the biggest smile. I think you two may have raised the bar for happiness tonight."

She made her way out.
 
> "Do I *already* love him?", she mentally asks herself while she uses the
> bathroom, washes her hands and touches up her makeup.  Her heart seems to race
> as she thinks of Shawn, and she's positive that she's never felt quite like
> this about any other man that she'd ever dated.  She comes out of the bathroom
> feeling both exhilarated and confused by her thoughts.  *Is* this what true
> love feels like, and is it possible to be in love after only a *single* perfect
> evening together?

Only the gods know that. 

> She comes back to the table and gives Shawn (her beloved?) a
> smile.  "Okay...all done."

Shawn rose with a smile for her.

"You look great, Ilane."

He made his own way into the restroom to clean up. Ilane can see now that many of the other patrons
are occasionally glancing their way and smiling, especially the ladies.

Shawn

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> He made his own way into the restroom to clean up. Ilane can see now that many of the other
> patrons are occasionally glancing their way and smiling, especially the ladies.

While he is gone, a well dressed young man came up to the table. He is clean cut and good looking.

"Pardon me, Sianna. Might I have a dance?"

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> While he is gone, a well dressed young man came up to the table. He is clean
> cut and good looking.
> 
> "Pardon me, Sianna. Might I have a dance?"

She seems to freeze for a moment, but finally decides that the risk of 
committing a social faux pas was *nothing* compared to risking anything that 
might put a damper on this special night.  She looks at the man with genuine 
compassion in her eyes.  Her voice is soft.  "Normally I'd be more that happy 
to dance with you Si, but not tonight.  I'm with someone very, very special and 
I wouldn't want to do anything that would even *resemble* my flirting with 
someone else.  I'm sorry..."

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> > "Pardon me, Sianna. Might I have a dance?"
> 
> She seems to freeze for a moment, but finally decides that the risk of
> committing a social faux pas was *nothing* compared to risking anything that
> might put a damper on this special night.  She looks at the man with genuine
> compassion in her eyes.  Her voice is soft.  "Normally I'd be more that happy
> to dance with you Si, but not tonight.  I'm with someone very, very special and
> I wouldn't want to do anything that would even *resemble* my flirting with
> someone else.  I'm sorry..."

He looked disappointed but nodded.

"He is a lucky man, Sianna. Good evening to you, then."

Shawn was back right after that.

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> Shawn rose with a smile for her.
> 
> "You look great, Ilane."

She gives him a big, happy smile.  "Thank you Shawn...so do you!"

> He made his own way into the restroom to clean up. Ilane can see now that
> many of the other patrons
> are occasionally glancing their way and smiling, especially the ladies.

Ilane smiles and actually *blushes* a little.

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> > Shawn rose with a smile for her.
> >
> > "You look great, Ilane."
> 
> She gives him a big, happy smile.  "Thank you Shawn...so do you!"

Shawn glowed in return of her smile.
 
Shawn

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In a few minutes, Shawn returned from the restroom and she could see his face light up when he saw
her sitting there.

"Milady, the night grows old and we should dance until your slippers have worn through."

He held out a hand to her and bowed.

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> In a few minutes, Shawn returned from the restroom and she could see his face
> light up when he saw
> her sitting there.
> 
> "Milady, the night grows old and we should dance until your slippers have
> worn through."
> 
> He held out a hand to her and bowed.

Her face is radiantly happy as she takes his hand.  "Indeed, Milord.  More 
dancing you shall have..."

Ilane follows Shawn back out to the dance floor and enters back into their 
sweet, romantic and endless moment.  She looks back into his eyes and begins to 
dance as everything else around them seems to fade away to near-nothingness.

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> > In a few minutes, Shawn returned from the restroom and she could see his face
> > light up when he saw
> > her sitting there.
> >
> > "Milady, the night grows old and we should dance until your slippers have
> > worn through."
> >
> > He held out a hand to her and bowed.
> 
> Her face is radiantly happy as she takes his hand.  "Indeed, Milord.  More
> dancing you shall have..."
> 
> Ilane follows Shawn back out to the dance floor and enters back into their
> sweet, romantic and endless moment.  She looks back into his eyes and begins to
> dance as everything else around them seems to fade away to near-nothingness.

Shawn gloried in dancing with her in his arms and the world faded away for him, too.

It comes back with a gentle cough from the man next to them.

"Pardon me, Si and Sianna. Closing time."

He has a twinkle in his eyes.

Shawn bowed to Ilane and escorted her to the waiting limo.

The drive to the late night place he had selected was slow and Shawn slid his arms around her,
unable to resist giving her a kiss.

When the limo arrived at the place, Shawn let her proceed him out of the limo and followed. They had
been let out on the rooftop of a posh place indeed.

Shawn and Ilane were escorted to a table and Shawn deferred to her on the choice of nightcap drink,
happy with whatever she selected. He also ordered strawberries, chocolate syrup and champagne. 

As they drank and ate, he never took his eyes off of her.

"Ilane, I want to thank you for the most wonderful evening I have *ever* had. I never imagined that
someone could be so wonderful. I am sorry that it is coming to an end and I hope, very much so, that
you had as good a time as I did. I also hope you will consent to me asking you out again before we
lift ship."

He looks like he is afraid she might say no.

Shawn

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Quoting Terry Mixon :

> Shawn gloried in dancing with her in his arms and the world faded away for
> him, too.
> 
> It comes back with a gentle cough from the man next to them.
> 
> "Pardon me, Si and Sianna. Closing time."

"Oh!"  Ilane seems genuinely surprised.  She looks back at Shawn and smiles.

> The drive to the late night place he had selected was slow and Shawn slid his
> arms around her,
> unable to resist giving her a kiss.

Ilane surrenders completely to his kiss, to the point that they're probably 
*still* kissing by the time the limo stops.

> When the limo arrived at the place, Shawn let her proceed him out of the limo
> and followed. They had
> been let out on the rooftop of a posh place indeed.
> 
> Shawn and Ilane were escorted to a table and Shawn deferred to her on the
> choice of nightcap drink,
> happy with whatever she selected. He also ordered strawberries, chocolate
> syrup and champagne. 

The tall brunette orders a little bit of orange brandy to go with the other 
goodies.  Shawn discovers that she really likes both chocolate *and* 
strawberries, and she doesn't mind the champagne either. ;-)

> As they drank and ate, he never took his eyes off of her.

Ilane seemed almost reluctant to let go of Shawn's hand long enough to eat and 
drink.

> "Ilane, I want to thank you for the most wonderful evening I have *ever* had.
> I never imagined that
> someone could be so wonderful. I am sorry that it is coming to an end and I
> hope, very much so, that
> you had as good a time as I did. 

She looks even deeper into his eyes.  "I've *never* had a date quite like this, 
Shawn.  It was almost like a dream..."

> I also hope you will consent to me asking
> you out again before we
> lift ship."

Ilane gives him a little smile and a kiss.  "Yes.  To as many more dates as you 
want."

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