Fairy Girl

I was standing in Pieter’s kitchen, tossing away my  green salad, which was made to perfection.

I had not a care in the world.  My hair was  tied up in a pony, I was wearing my red bikini top and my delightful shorts which were drenched from the jacuzzi, I was not looking my best I might add.

Sipping on my 3^rd maybe 4^th glass of red wine (who was counting right), when in walked this gorgeous man, with a stunning blonde following closely behind him.

Brief introductions took place and they took a seat on the couch…….but…….. they sat a seat apart.  Hmmm I remember thinking how I liked the look of that.

I slowly strolled over and sat between them, politely asking if they are were an item, to which they both replied “No, we’re just friends”.  I smiled……………………….and two years later Mr Gorgeous and I got married.