by Debra E. Meadows
A Date with Mosby/ A Date with Call

Mosby: His rooms above the Ambrosia
Call: The loft above the Livery


Mosby: Candlelight
Call: Whatever light is coming through the window of the loft


Mosby: Champagne in crystal flutes
Call: A bottle of rotgut and a shared dirty glass


Mosby: Fine cologne
Call: Horse manure


Mosby: Starched linen
Call: Dirty buckskin


Mosby: Filet Mignon
Call: Biscuits and eggs (any way you like 'em!)


Mosby: A bubble bath
Call: A dip in the trough, eh, probably not


Mosby: A violin concerto
Call: Boards creaking and flies buzzing (around Call)


Mosby: Satin sheets
Call: Straw sticking you in the back and uh, other places


Mosby: A BIG gun
Call: A HUGE gun


Mosby: A sustained fireworks display
Call: A Minuteman Missile


2/2002
Think about what you'd see, hear, smell, taste, etc.
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