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The Perfect Match
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Kate Alexandrova


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There were many distant men and many first time meetings which did not leave anything behind, that is, until she met Morris Freiman. Morris was a fine man, he was a Frenchman and an established business man, he was as handsome as he was was successful, he spoke about things which Tanya had never heard of, of countries and places, of life and death. She was immediately drawn to him, she was deeply touched and fascinated by his elegance and dominating presence. She has only met this man once but she knew that it will not be until their second meeting, that she would know if he is the one for her.

The second rendezvous would take place at Morris's apartment, which was elegantly situated in the center of the city. Morris arranged dinner to be delivered from a French restaurant with bottles of fine champagne, ( love essential ingredient), he thought. Tanya was running late, she walked fast, her hills clicked loudly against the marble floor as she approached the elevator. She wore a short black dress made of stretchy elastic material which wrapped her body tightly, giving away her slender curves. Her long dark hair hang loosely over her pointy shoulders, her face looked pale and subtle her cheeks were powdered lightly, her lips were the color of rose. She carried herself with confidence as she glanced at their stare of men who floated in the lobby.

She strolled towards the apartment. Morris was already at the door.

"I am so glad you made it Tanya, I would have felt very lonely without you tonight".

"I am so happy to see you". She reached out and kissed him on a cheek.

"Would you like a drink?'

"Sure, I'll have a whiskey, straight over ice"

"Hmm.., whiskey, what an interesting choice. No fine champagne for a very fine lady like yourself?"

"No thank you, I don't like champagne."

"Wont be a moment". While Morris disappeared into the kitchen, Tanya reached into her handbag and pulled out a folder and a pen. She moved herself onto an armchair opposite Morris, that way, they would have a comfortable eye contact between each other.
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