It was at a fancy business party of your father. You’re over 18 still you accepted to attend on these parties. I mean who wouldn’t want to sit at a table with a nice skinny dress while drinking wine and listening to slow and elegant music. Just perfect.

As you were enjoying your time. A good looking man. Tall, about 6’4 with a suit approaches you and smiles gently.

“What is a beautiful woman such yourself doing here all alone.”

He said in a Italian, calm and gentle accent. He had a tissue in his right upper pocket.

“May i sit here? Ma’am.”