I took my panties off with the appetizers. The silky black fabric whispered down my thighs to fall in a ripple on the floor.

Not a head turned in my direction. No one let out a shocked gasp. This is because all the guests in the room were wearing blindfolds. Nearby, I heard Chester say, “At twelve o’clock, you’ll find your peas.”

People in search of romance come up with the most unusual ways to find love. Being set up by your buddies doesn’t qualify as hip enough anymore. You must enter the online maze, or embark upon a champagne cruise, or sign up for a speed-dating service where you meet a possible new mate every 300 seconds.

“Six o’clock is mashed purple potatoes.”

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