Rodents at a Cafe

The labels all had vaguely wine-sounding terms, but really, who could tell them apart? They all seemed fairly pricey though, but if he was fine with it, no complaints from her. Gail selected the top bottle and poured herself another glass.

"Another match?" Gail asked, a bit surprised. "Exactly how would it be a small match...?"

It seemed that Gail had found the best wine. It was aged about 50 years, and had a sweet aroma to it. Conza twiddle his thumbs when she made her point. "Well you're right. Its just a match. I just assumed it will go by quickly since you are able to uh...Push me around a bit easily..."

Gail shrugged. The alcohol was starting to seep in, and Conza's idea didn't seem quite as unusual as she thought. He had strange tastes, but they more or less matched hers, so this might work out after all.

"Alright, then let's have "just a match". And you'll see just how pushy I can get." Gail smirked, draining the glass quickly, and immediately wrapped her hands around Conza's waist. "You're the cutest toy I've seen..." Gail would be more than happy to toss him around as many times as he could handle tonight... and it would be a very long night indeed!

He watches her drink the wine in her glass quickly and advanced towards him. Conza makes a small gasp and tries to back away, but he wasnt fast enough. Gail  grabbed him and kept the small man from moving anywhere. She said he was cute...

His face redden and he bit his lip. "B-Be careful not to break the toy tonight...Okay?"

The End...