Brief encounters can often leave the most indelible memories. Stolen moments are far fewer in actuality than elegant prose or flowery poetry. A kiss with a stranger isn't unknown to either party - often at a party - or a pub, bar, club. But there's definitely something special about this one. The moment it's over Beth dashes off. Col stands - frozen to the spot again, cheeks flushed and feeling light.
He reaches down to pick up the vinyl that the little creature apparently dropped during her seduction of him and never stopped to retrieve upon her exit. Well it's a win, win then isn't it he smiles to himself. So what if he didn't get a number or even a name, he's got this piece of unexpected treasure so tucking the record under his arm and putting his hands in his pockets, he prepares to embark on a victory strut...
