(If you are going to read this...better to read an extremely erotic experience first)
I don't know, but I believe that Oh said what she did because I was more than a little inebriated and that she knew I had a 'Mia' back in my room. "Tomorrow..at eight" she said. She did not want me to do something I may regret later.
I kissed her goodbye and started to walk home. Lost in my thoughts I re-ran my curious experiences over in my head. Deep inside I knew I would not return. Somehow I thought it would spoil the moment. It was something I wanted to hang onto, an almost mystical memory of an extremely erotic experience.
Eight o'clock came and went. I was busy writing, almost deliberately so and did not finish till eleven. I went out.
I did pass Oh's bar but she was nowhere to be seen. I carried on to the bar I sit in or near practically every Friday night. I sat with Min and talked with her. The place was lively. Singing, dancing. Happiness all around. Oh was forgotten.
I looked up. Sitting directly across the bar from me was Oh. She was with a customer. She had been bar fined and she had ended up here. She knew I came here on a Friday. Was it a coincidence or had she chosen the location for their date? She gave me a secret lovers smile.
Oh flirted with her customer. She teased him. She kissed and caressed him and all the time she smiled at me. He did not know of my existence. Each kiss was for me. I tasted her. Each caress was mine. I felt her touch. Her eyes held mine. She drew me in. It was as if we were the only two people in the world. Yet we weren't. She was with he and Min stroked my thigh.
After an hour I rose to leave. Oh looked at me and silently mouthed "Tomorrow, at eight".