NaPoWriMo Day 16

The Mules Seal the Deal

I was out on a date at Papa Lucci's
and we ordered a nice bottle of red,
not that I know much about wine.
Things seemed to be going well--
she kept brushing her foot up against
mine under the table. Which, I have to
admit, was pretty hot. I hadn't been
with a woman for quite a while,
and I was definitely nervous. The door
to the kitchen swung open, and
The Mules ambled over to our table
playing violins. She was amazed how
dexterous they were with their hooves;
I couldn't get over the thin, well-manicured
mustaches they were wearing.