You know you shouldn’t, you know it’s wrong. But you do it anyway because the temptation is just too intense – a heart-stopping thrill of the moment, a tingling sensation pulsing through your limbs, a devilish smile from across the room. The small talk laced with lustful hints draws you further down the primrose path. You justify it as a one-time deal – indulge in the seductive invitation, the sinful lapse in judgement – just this once, and then you can move on to reality upon the first glimmer of morning.
While eating dinner at Euclid Hall, I felt like I was having a one night stand with the food.