Aaliyah, love of my life, is Jewish, you know that already, right folks?! When she invited me home for dinner this time, I was ready. You all know that experience, last time I was there. I am yet to patch up with her old man. Anyways, to impress him good, I got him his favorite Champagne Krug Rose, cost me a fortune! My plan was to pacify him with the drink, I am sure he is no yak-yak person, so just a small talk would do and then try to sneak Aaliyah out for the night and we could hit a disco and well, the night would still be young. Smiled to myself at my fantasies; reached her place and greeted her dad with the good ol’ Krug.
Guess what? He held a perfect beauty in his hands; the old man has got me a vintage Dom Perignon. Voila! We sat down for dinner and the mood was festive at the table. Had a good time there and retired for a drink. I assured Aaliyah, I will behave and won’t loose talk with her dad and be polite and meet her in a while. So we clinked our glasses for a ‘Cheers!’ and then he started. I found him a warm person with a great sense of humor. The best part was that he was not afraid of making fun of himself. That touched me. I opened up a bit and with the bubbly doing its trick; I threw caution to the winds and opened my biography and anecdotes.
We hit it off like a house on fire and there was no stopping us. When we were through or should I say, when I lay flat, it was three in the morning! Well, Aaliyah didn’t complain either; she was just curious how it all came about. Of course, with guys it isn’t that tough once the facade is down, I told her that and she still didn’t get it. No wonder… We are too simple to crack, guys, I mean and they think we are a mystery, go figure!