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A Little Night Magic…

I felt like I was in a time warp.  We met at the Rose Bar at the Gramercy Park Hotel.  It is the one place in NYC that holds memories so dear for me that I haven’t been back since 2008.  It was my place with D…until it wasn’t anymore.

It’s funny how memories can hit us like a ton of bricks.  A scent, a location, a song.  For me, that memory was the Gramercy Park Hotel and the Rose Bar.   I took a moment to reminisce about all the times D. and I would role play…I was his “secretary” making his NYC travel arrangements.  I would call the Gramercy Park Hotel and book the reservation as “Mr D.’s secretary.”  That was so much fun. D. got a kick out of letting me be the one to make the travel arrangement for hims when he we would have a few days together in NYC before he jetted off for business in Asia or the Middle East.

When I walked into the bar and inhaled the familiar scent of wood,  the memories came flooding back.    I felt surprisingly calm and…happy.  As cliche as it sounds, I know D. would have not wanted me to feel melancholic or wistful in that moment.   I was there on October 28,2014, 6 years later, to create new memories.

He was waiting for me…all 6’2″ of him in his conservative deep purple tie offsetting his powder blue dress shirt.  I smiled as I approached knowing it was a night for magic….and it was.

And my dear D…you may be gone from this physical world but the memories of the man that you were  and what we had live deep in the cockles of my heart.

music mood:  Luciano Pavarotti ” Nessun Dorma”

Yours truly,

your kinky courtesan xx

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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