Alina’s (the customer) point of view

I've never really liked anyone. Most of the guys asked for my number because of my looks. I've gone out with a few of them just as an experiment but it was boring and testosterone filled. I've never lost my mind for anyone. But the second Donatella's lips connected with mine my mine blanked and my heart no longer belong to me. I tangled my hand into her hair as she pulled away and pulled her lips back to mine. She melted into my arms. She tasted like pure sunshine. I kissed her harder. 

Suddenly there was a flash of a camera and we both broke off for air. I refused to let her out of my arms and at this point she was sitting on my lap. I liked her there. We turned toward the camera noise to see the old woman holding a picture from an ancient polaroid camera. She smiled at both of us, “Ah, young love. I'm going to go put this on my wall.” And without another word she spun around and walked off. The second see was out of sight I tilted my girls head back up and brought my lips down to hers again. I was never gonna get enough of her sunshine.