Scarlet Romance
We held each other, kissing and caressing for a long time and again drifting in and out of light sleep.
At around eight, we rose, showered together, her lovely body caressing mine under the warm water. "Shall we go out for some dinner?" I asked. "Great idea," she agreed. We entered a Japanese restaurant in the downtown business sector of Tel Aviv. Heather was wearing a simple white dress, knee-length, and some cream pumps. She wore her beautiful, shiny straight hair up in a clasp. I hadn't bothered to go home to change, so I was simply in Levis and a white tee shirt from the day.
The restaurant was fairly full, so we sat at the bar in front of the sushi chefs. Heather chose some tuna and sal