Theodore Love (sex_drive) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-01-29 23:28:00 |
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Eros was in a good mood. He was feeling better. As were most of the Greek Gods. Zeus had gone about getting all the Universities in the area in order again. His deep breaths, felt like deep breaths again. He had been at the evenings events for the Superbowl week-long party he was having but the host wanted to be elsewhere. He wanted to be with his wife. He ducked out and raced him in his gray Vanquish.
When home he got home a bottle of his favorite Pinot Noir from the cellar and set it on the coffee table in the formal living room. Two elegant pieces of stemware and some candles. He placed a record on the ancient but still properly functions record player. Be preferred vinyl to CDs -- kept the richness of the era. Ole Blue Eyes played from the speaker and he went to the foyer to check himself out in the mirror.
He still wore his suit from the evening's event. It was the most formal of all the evenings for the week and he wore a black suit, white shirt and a black boy tie. The bow tie was undone at this point and left to hang over his shoulders, while the top two buttons of his dress shirt were already undone.