When we were in our little SW town back in December, Mistress and Slave met Marco, a local restauranteur, at a charity event. Marco is a 50-ish Italian with a bushy mustache who persuaded Mistress to stop by his restaurant to try his gluten free pizza. Mistress has a thing for pizza, but not for wheat, so this seduction via cuisine definitely pushed some of the right buttons.We stopped by one night in December, then again twice this week: once with two friends and then again Friday night, just the two of us. Mistress has fallen hard for Marco's gluten free pizza, prepared Italian style with gourmet toppings and a light, thin crust.
The place is in one of those old adobe buildings this town is known for, with a rustic viga beamed ceiling and rough stucco walls. And Marco has his joint decorated like an old NY mob trattoria, with photos of old movie and singing stars with an Italian connection. Sinatra, Cagney, etc. A little kitschy for sure, but the food is what matters, right?
Marco used Slave's post dinner trip to the rest room to chat up Mistress with a little Italian sweet talk, that Mistress filled me in on later.
"I can't disagree, Mistress.....She was beautiful in her 20's and just as beautiful in her 60's, and you will be too....."
Whole Marco probably isn't Mistress's type, you can hardly blame a man for trying. And he does know what buttons to push when it comes to Mistress.
Meanwhile, Mistress's old college flame Jeff continues his facebook messaging sweet talk.
"He wants me to send him a selfie, Slave."
"But there are plenty pictures of you on facebook, Mistress."
"I don't think that's what he has in mind..... I think he's looking for something more intimate. I told him I don't take those sort of photos."
"You didn't tell him that's what your Slave is for?"
"I'm not going there with him, Slave..... at least not yet."
With all this seduction going on, Slave better pick up his game, don't you think?
