--- This my first story published on this site. The story itself is spanning longer than this, but I will submit this first, as a test. If you have feedback, negative and/or positive, please post such, that I may improve with time --
The two lovers sat at a neat, small round table at the restaurant. Near the edge was two lit red candles. The lovers had just finished a wonderful meal together and they still had their wine. The man peered into the woman's blue eyes. He saw a smile bubble up across her lips as her beautiful eyes met his black eyes.
The woman was a mature Romanian woman but her features were that of a thirty year old. She looked much younger than her experience let on. She had black hair, reaching to her shoulders and a slim build. She wore a red dress and a sexy pair of red thong underwear as well as a red bra as well as matching red shoes. The man could not help looking at her open cleavage and admire her small B-cup breasts. He snapped back to reality when he felt her hand graze his own brown hand.
The man was a younger Indian man. Like her, his features were younger than his actual age and he looked to be in his early twenties. His nose had the small round bend found on many Indian people. He had shoulder length black hair but had it put up in a pony tail to keep it away from the food. His skin was light brown. He wore a black silk shirt and black pants.
"What do you think about, Nazara?" the woman asked, now holding both her hands over his.
"This has been such a wonderful day. I was just thinking about when I took pictures of you with my camera. You remember, near the fountain" he replied to her softly.
"I had a wonderful day, too. But why do you already talk about it as if it was over?" she inquired, curiously.
"Scarlet, the evening is young. I had other things in mind, my angel of desire" the man said.
After finishing their wine, they left the restaurant. The moon was shining in the warm summer night. It was a star clear night in Romania. Naz held his left arm around Scarlet, pressing her close against himself as they walked, warming her slightly. They walked to the nearby park. There were many couples already in the park. But the lovers went to a slightly more secluded place in the park.
Naz tugged Scarlet into some nearby bushes and trees. Only the moonlight was lighting up the small area here and brought out his phone and played a strange music on it. As he put the phone back in his pocket, he took Scarlet's hand and began to dance with her.
