Today's OneWord: Motel
"How would I have to do," you asked, "to get a make-out session with you at the Sixty Shades Motel near my house?" "Find a better hotel," I grinned. You laughed at that, pouring me another glass of cheap red wine. All things considered, it tasted better than the fancier stuff I had tasted with my parents the day before. We were eating sirloin steak - good sirloin. With barbecue sauce.