he complimented. I began to blush a bright red color and smiled mumbling a “thank you.” I closed the door behind me and we strolled together towards the restaurant. We were seated in the back of the restaurant next to a window looking out to the creek and hills. Alan ordered a sweet wine for us after asking what type I liked. The waiter brought over the wine Alan had ordered and poured a small amount into his glass waiting for him to pass judgment. He gave the waiter his nod of approval while reaching for my glass to fill. I swirled the wine around the edge of my glass watching the color then breathed in the aroma before I sipped the wine. The rich flavor burst in my mouth as I let the wine sit on my tongue before I swallowed. The sweet liquid flowed smoothly down my throat setting off warmth throughout my upper body. Alan watched me with enthusiasm as I sat my wine glass on the table. “You approve?” he asked. “It’s very good,” I replied. I felt the warmth of the alcohol spreading down my arms heading towards the lower part of my body.
