Night time Copenhagen is dark and damp; only weak pools of streetlights grant any semblance of life. Upon opening the door of the Ristorante San Marco, the noise of the pre-theater crowd slammed us with a life force made all the more vibrant in contrast. Waves of sound enveloped us as we swivel-hipped our way down the very narrow aisle to our table. I am the last of our party and I indulge my penchant for noticing the other diners. Everyone is in groups of four and six except–one lone woman.

“She”, of the heavily jowled face, sat silently and quietly. The workman-like hands erupting from amazingly delicate wrists, toyed with the stem of a wine glass while her eyes focused “out there”. Her dress was of relatively ancient vintage but appropriate. Makeup, well, the makeup was beautifully applied. The one false note was the wig. Oh my god, the wig! It was a blond, raggedy thing that perched rather haphazardly and precariously atop that heavy face.

I had great difficulty staying attentive to my companions that evening. More than anything I wanted to engage this person in conversation. But [sigh] I didn’t! She remained oblivious to us while I continued my vigilant observation of her!

Diners, ready for their theatrical experience, began to leave while our lone woman dawdled over wine and dinner. Eventually, even she had reach the conclusion of her evening. Standing, she was a big woman and a tall one. There was a grace in her movements, however, that spoke “feminine” as she smoothed down the front of her dress and leaned toward her handbag. Oooops! Wait a minute! She isn’t picking up her purse; she is bending over to touch the hem of her dress?!?

Hoisting her dress from the back while facing outward to most of the restaurant, she reaches to adjust her pantyhose. My oh my oh my, I had a splendid view of a perfectly beautiful naked male ass topping gorgeous legs. She yanked up those sheer hose, dropped the dress and proceeded down the aisle with an elegant stride.

Restraining my awestruck laughter, I felt, instead, just absolute delight regarding what falls across my path.