Esme was sitting outside the pub awaiting her amour. It was a lovely calm, warm evening with birds singing and the trickle of the nearby brook enhancing the romance of the evening. But just then a low-level military jet roared past creating a sonic boom. Some diners moaned, others cocked a snook at the aircraft and Esme found herself crouching under the table. As she got up her hand felt her hair and, to her dismay, realised she still had her snood on. Whilst still under the table, she quickly took it off then headed to the ladies to tidy up her hair. She got back to her table just as her amour pulled into the car park. There was just time to pick up the spoon she'd knocked off the table when the jet went by before he arrived, picked her up and gave her a passionate hug and kiss causing her to swoon in his arms.
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