While they were waiting for their order, Michael manged to get Maris to open about herself par way of starting up a conversation in regards to her life and her past. Seeing how comfortable she was in his presence, Maris spoke openly about herself; as well, as her trials and tribulations, and the places she's traveled during her stint as a model. "I've been to London, Paris, Warsaw and Poland," she stated,"I started modeling when I was 14, and I was donné a modeling contract, and I signed with an agency right after high school".
"So tell me about yourself", she stated, and Michael proceeded to tell Maris everything she wanted to know, and he did. Michael moved his hand an inch closer to her right hand, and he was staring at her ample chest as if he wanted to go all the way with her, but he restrained himself. Much to his surprise, Maris put her hand on haut, retour au début of his, and as far as he knew it she was the one he wanted to in his life,and the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to frighten you," she said. "Oh, no you're fine", reassuring Maris that everything was all right. They spent the rest of the evening having a pleasant conversation about their lives and their plans for the future. During their conversation, the waiter brought their nourriture along with the wine and champagne.
Michael had steamed vegetables with crabe cakes while Maris had crevette, crevettes fettuccini with alfredo sauce; alongside, a fruit salad. The atmosphere was very romantic,; in addition, candlelight and a secluded area where in the restaurant where they can be alone. So far, the evening was going as well according to plan, Michael was going to pull all the stops win this beautiful woman hoping to make her his wife,and he wasn't going to give up trying because he wanted her so much. Maris was not like any other woman he's dated in the past. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. As she lifted up her glass dip her champagne, Maris looked at Michael with those pretty ebony eyes, and smiled at him.
"So tell me about yourself", she stated, and Michael proceeded to tell Maris everything she wanted to know, and he did. Michael moved his hand an inch closer to her right hand, and he was staring at her ample chest as if he wanted to go all the way with her, but he restrained himself. Much to his surprise, Maris put her hand on haut, retour au début of his, and as far as he knew it she was the one he wanted to in his life,and the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to frighten you," she said. "Oh, no you're fine", reassuring Maris that everything was all right. They spent the rest of the evening having a pleasant conversation about their lives and their plans for the future. During their conversation, the waiter brought their nourriture along with the wine and champagne.
Michael had steamed vegetables with crabe cakes while Maris had crevette, crevettes fettuccini with alfredo sauce; alongside, a fruit salad. The atmosphere was very romantic,; in addition, candlelight and a secluded area where in the restaurant where they can be alone. So far, the evening was going as well according to plan, Michael was going to pull all the stops win this beautiful woman hoping to make her his wife,and he wasn't going to give up trying because he wanted her so much. Maris was not like any other woman he's dated in the past. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. As she lifted up her glass dip her champagne, Maris looked at Michael with those pretty ebony eyes, and smiled at him.
