"Margie was right when she told me you were pretty. Our table is ready. Shall we go?"

He helped her off with her coat and pointed in the direction of the head waiter.

While they were being seated, he said, "I hope you don't mind. I took the liberty of ordering wine. Is a Johannesburg Riesling okay?"

"That sounds fine," she said. "Thank you.?

“Well, here we are in a secluded little restaurant."

"I hope you don't think I'm being too forward," she said, "meeting you like this."

"Not at all, Linda." He said. "May I be very frank with you?"

"Please do."

"Margie was the matchmaker in this little affair. You are a very pretty woman and I like you already.

I hope you don't expect a permanent relationship to grow from this."

His honesty impressed her. She found herself attracted to him immediately.

"No," she said, "I don't expect anything permanent. Really, when this date was set up, all I wanted was to feel… what is the word… "

"Fulfilled?"

"I guess that's as good a word as any, Dave. Margie and I got together this morning. It was okay, I guess, but that isn't what I really like."

He smiled and said, "I can guess you'd rather be with a man.?

“I'll be honest with you too. I'm married, but my husband doesn't leave me very satisfied.?

“Linda, can we use some very common words?" She nodded.

"I think maybe your husband doesn't make you come when you fuck. Isn't that right?"

She swallowed and nodded.

"And you think I might be able to give you a more satisfying experience."

Again she nodded.

"I'll do my best. I'm not a superman, but I'll try to be considerate of your feelings and needs. I'll try to teach you how to be stimulated, and I'm sure you can satisfy my needs. Now shall we order?"