Dinner Date by K L Gillespie

Today we are honoured to have two connected shorts by K L Gillespie, whom many of you will know from her collection “Panopticon” that currently graces Authonomy.

A brief note about KLG:

At dusk I write about masturbating surrealists, blind fantacists, sadomasochists – life, death, sex – lost minds, lost love and lost ways…

In the dead of night I cultivate orchids…

At dawn I talk to birds…


Their eyes meet across an overcrowded bus on a rainy October night.
Heather is in her late twenties, strawberry blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes and milky, smooth skin.
Samuel is a couple of years older, dark hair, tanned skin and hungry blue eyes, just Heather’s type.

His clothes scream good catch and he isn’t wearing a wedding ring. Heather smiles to herself as she opens a book from her bag that she has no intention of reading.

Samuel can’t take his eyes off her, she is making his mouth water and by the first stop he is familiar with every curve of her body.

Heather knows he is watching her so she lowers her eyelids coyly before looking back up and making eye contact with him again. His gaze never wavers and he looks at her hungrily.

She smiles.

He winks.

She blushes.

He licks his lips.

She is attracted to his cocksure confidence.

He is attracted to her frail vulnerability.

They are a match made in heaven, a perfect concoction.

She hopes he fancies her.

He knows he wants her.

She wonders what it would be like to be held in his arms.

He wonders if she would taste better with onion gravy or a béarnaise sauce, roasted or fried.

Her stop arrives and as she gets up to ring the bell he takes hold of her wrist. “Dinner, Friday night?” he asks.

She blushes furiously.

He swallows anxiously.

She nods.

He smiles.

The bus stops and she hands him her phone number.

~ by yearzerowriters on April 25, 2010.

7 Responses to “Dinner Date by K L Gillespie”

  1. KL, I love these, and I love the way they’re linked by buses 🙂 The rhythm of this is absolutely wonderful – the use of the short sentences is simply marvellous.

  2. Gives a whole new meaning to dinner and a movie. These little pieces are delightful.

  3. This is truly fabalicious. Made me grin.

  4. I’m sorry, but i think this one isn’t very good. All the descriptions are typical and what is it about really? There doesn’t seem to be much of a story at all, unless I’m missing something?

    I much prefer the other one before it, the one about the woman losing her mind. I can’t believe that both these stories were written by the same person. Do you write two different sides of yourself in your stories?

  5. Tastes much better when eaten with the other story. I like this cumulative fiction.

  6. Brings back that flutter in my stomach and makes me remember those days…
    Of course we were not the ‘idol’ type (tall, dark, handsome, rich) (strawberry blonde, milky white skin) 🙂

  7. OJ, my fault entirely for not laying the two pieces out in the same post – Marc is right that the two are a cumulative force (as I see them) and it was probably a curatorial mistake to separate them.

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