Trust

i walked into the Cafe and smelled all the sweets and coffee and smiled at the delightful feeling from smells and sights. i sat down at a table and ordered a Mocha Frappe. As i sat and waited someone came over and sat in front of me. i looked up at the man and smiled. "hello" i said and sat up. i was about to play a little game called, "trust" heres how you play. you make the victim trust you, get a number, search the number and get a location and wait for the moment to pounce. or if they are to cute to kill...take them home! i looked up at him and observed him. "your beautiful" he said and leaned forward. i blushed not expecting this, "oh thank you" i said and looked to the side as i put some hair behind my ear. he made the first move for me. he took my hand, "wow, how beautiful. your skin is so soft.." he looked like he was lost in thought. i blushed more. "yknow..if i could get your number?" i smiled. "sure" i said and realized what he just did. i looked up at him and then looked back down at the paper while instead of my number i wrote. "i know your game. im playing the same thing sweetie" and slid it his way. he read it and smirked while he crumpled the paper and slid it into his pocket. "so, you figured me out. proud of yourself" i smirked and leaned forward while putting my chin on my hands and smiled, making my cleavage show a bit. "oh yes. im very proud of myself." i said and we got our coffees and i leaned back and took mine into my hands. he leaned forward and smirked. "yknow...if i could really get your number it would be nice." i smiled. "you gonna kill me.." he shook his head, "no but i might take you home" i smiled and wrote my number on his wrist and left my lipstick print on his wrist over the number. i got up and left with a smile.