Barbara Dunkelman was so happy. The Rooster Teeth 50th year party was awesome. She was hosting it at her house. She had told her parents and they were okay with it. They had left to go to a movie. Barbara was watching as her best friends mingled when a black man walked upto her.
"Hey there, some party huh," he said with a smile.
Barbara had never seen this man before. She assumed that one of her co-workers invited him.
"Hey um, what's your name," she said with a slight hesitation.
The man smiled and reached out his hand.
"Vinod Weerasinghe" he said. "My friends call me Vinny."
They shook hands and smiled at each other.
"I'm Barbara" she said. "My friends call me either Barb or Bimy."
He smiled and nodded. "Well, Barbara." "Would you like to dance."
Usually Barbara would say hell no, however this time she was willing to enjoy the night.
"Let's dance" she said. They walked over to the nearest free space and began dancing. Vinod couldn't believe how beautiful Barbara looked. As she danced, he admired her body in the blue jeans and pink t-shirt she was wearing. Barbara couldn't believe what she was doing. Here she was, dancing like a child with a complete stranger. Next thing she knew, she was in her bed with Vinod kneeling beside her. Her head was aching.
"What the hell happened" she asked him. She was wondering what happened to her and why her head was hurting.
"I think you had too much to drink," he said. "You should rest for a couple of minutes to an hour."
Barbara smiled and nodded. She closed her eyes and slept. Vinod left Barbara's room and stood outside it. Occasionally, her friends would ask him if Barbara is okay.
45 minutes later, Vinod entered into Barbara's bedroom. She was wide awake and alert. He checked her head.
"You have a small bump on your head" he said. "But you are still fine. I would recommend that you not have any more wine."
