Quiet Dinners

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Quiet Dinners I’m a photographer, spend most of my time doing glamour shots for old ladies trying to look young but sometimes I get lucky and am asked to do a portfolio for a young girl wanting to break into the modelling world. It had been a tough week and I was having a quiet dinner at my favourite restaurant enjoying the peace and quiet. I always request the table in the corner, it’s reasonably secluded, gives me a view of the street without any one able to see me due to a large plant obscuring me completely. I’d just finished an eye fillet steak and was enjoy a drop of red wine when someone approached me. At first, I thought it was the waiter but when I glanced up, I saw a pretty woman about my age smiling down at me. “Excuse me,” she said. “I don’t mean to interrupt but I’m dining

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