We were going to see 'Das Boot' at the Metropole Cinema in Sherwood, Nottingham. Not far from the flat I had the erotic pleasure of sharing with my beloved Griselda.
I was on the step ladder, hanging the curtains, when she reminded me to get ready in time, as she lifted me down from the step ladder, and carried me in her magnificent rippling arms into the bathroom.
All ready, we walked to the cinema, and got settled in the seats, ready for the show to start. as soon as the lights dimmed, I felt her left hand creep over my right leg, and attach itself to my tackle (I instantly sensed a grateful tingling sensation), and a smile crept over her face. (and mine).
After a while she withdrew her hand, and put her arm around my neck and shoulders, I can still sense the perfume from the underarm hairs that encased my ear-hole, as she tweaked my left nipple.
I looked up and gave her a thank you smile.
At the first interval of the film, she explained to me how the U-boat's snorkel was a device which allowed U-boats to run on diesel engines even when underwater, who invented them, and other technical details of the boats design failings.
As the lights once more dimmed for the second half of the film, the now familiar creeping left hand took a hold, and I was pleasurably agitated.
I'd have liked to return the favour, but could not reach a suitable target.
I hadn't managed to concentrate on the film much, but I was deliriously happy by the end it, and reached up to hold her hand as we departed the cinema to go home.
Through the flat's front door, and excited mutual passion broke out again! Into the bedroom... I got threw all over the place in the ensuing grappling and eventual climax I endured and appreciated, repeatedly.
God, how I miss Griselda!