A man, a very good-looking man with soft brown eyes and warm, gentle hands, has just spent the best part of ten minutes touching my face and gazing adoringly into my eyes.
Well, the last part might just be an exaggeration on my part, but I can dream, can’t I? Overall, though, he made me feel like a real woman, an interesting, desirable woman, and that hasn’t happened in quite a while.
No mean feat really, as I am over seventy and as far from desirable as it is possible to get. But I’m sure he likes me. His face lights up when he sees me, and that smile would melt any woman’s heart. He constantly checks that I am okay, and I get the feeling that nothing would be too much trouble.
He is younger than I am, it’s true, but I hear this can be a good thing. He wants to see me again, and I must admit I feel the same. It is a very long time since anything like this has happened to me. So long in fact, that I can hardly remember the last time a man made me feel like this. As if I could trust him completely.
When it was time for me to go, it was with a great deal of regret on my part, and I thought I detected a similar sadness coming from him.
He made me promise to come back, and no question about it, I would be there with bells on.
This man had washed every less than perfect memory at the hands of others, away. All the pain and sorrow gone, as if none of that mattered anymore.
For the first time in my life, I had thoroughly enjoyed a visit to the dentist…
This week’s promo spot is for ‘Secrets’, a haunting family drama, all about the deeply buried guilt, secrets and suspicions that invade and control most of our lives.
About a child’s invisible friend, one that you assume will be outgrown eventually. But supposing this ‘friend’ seems hell bent on causing more than just childish mischief?