"Hey! How are you today?" His voice exploded from the receiver. She could hear his smile in his words as she closed her eyes and imaged his sweet face.
He was not someone people would call handsome, nor was he ugly. The word often used when describing him was "cute". Being only 5'9", he was shorter than the average man, but what he lacked in height he made up for in girth. Not rotund, but plump; he filled in his clothing well. He was the type of man women loved to hug, often comparing him to a teddy bear.His skin was fare, coming from his English mum, but hid a tinge of honey-this from his Italian father. His hair was sandy and thin, soft to the touch, and kept short.
She loved his button nose; the curl of the nostril so fluid and distinct that she wanted to kiss it every time they met.And of course, she loved his lips. Light pink flesh, plump and soft, always slightly parted, ready to dish out a sarcastic quip or silly comeback. And always ready to love her, for as long as she would let him.
"Hi! This is a surprise! I thought you were working today."
"I was, but I got someone to switch with me so I could spend the day with you. Do you have plans?" He asked as if he already knew that she did not.
"I do now." She replied. "Did you have something in mind?"
"Yes. It's a surprise though. Be ready in 20 minutes, ok cutie?"She loved it when he used pet names for her, which broke every rule she had on dating stereotypes and name-calling.
"Ok. I'll be ready. I can't wait!"
She ran into her room and looked in the mirror. Luckily, she planned on going shopping, and so she just finished doing her hair. All she had to do was find the perfect outfit for a surprise date and she would be ready.The light purple v-neck dress with flowers from Old Navy was her choice, with white slip on sandals to show off her newly painted toes. She also knew that he loved this dress, and was looking forward to seeing his expression when she opened the door. As a last minute touch, she sprayed on her favorite perfume, and dabbed on lip gloss.
"Where are we going!?!" She playfully begged. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet??"
He laughed. It felt good to be in his car, making him laugh, seeing him so carefree. Being with him at work was fun, but this was different. Knowing him alone, without guests around and without their friends, was special. He was different-kinder, more gentle. And definitely less restrained.
"I'm not telling you, and no we are not there yet, and if you don't stop asking I'm going to pull over and make you walk!" He joked, as he took her hand and kissed it. "You'll like it, I know. So just trust me, ok?"
"I do."
He visablly blushed.
"What? Why are you blushing?" She giggled, though she did not know what she could have done, or what he could be thinking that would have made him blush.
"I liked it when you said that just now. 'I do' I'd like to hear you say that at a later date." He looked over at her and smiled.
"Oh. Well. Thank you."
Just the fact that she didn't know what to say made her wonder, for yet another time, why he chose her. She made a mental note to ask him the next time something like this happened. For now, she only wanted to remember what it was like sitting in his car, sharing his life and being the object of his affection.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Part 5
It was a cool, clear October night in Florida. The stars were shining brightly and there was a full moon. The air smelled damp and swampy.The resort was beautiful. She had never been on the grounds; only in the lobby when switching monorails. The entrance was flanked by 2 large coy ponds, each containing at least 10 fish. The valet circle had torches buring to light the way for its guests. Behind the resort there were winding trails all bordered by various tropical plants and rock gardens. They walked by a pool with a built in volcano on the way to the beach.There were hammocks among the palm trees. The swayed in the cool air, begging to be used.
“If we sit on at the end of the dock over there we can watch the fireworks over the castle. It’s actually a really good place to watch them.” He said, wanting to impress her with his knowledge.
“Wow! That’s great! I’d love to.” She was eager to see all things new while on her internship, and she hadn’t yet seen the fireworks from anywhere other than Main Street USA, where she worked.
“You know, I really like you. I do think you are beautiful and funny and smart, and I’d like you to be my girlfriend this semester.”
“What do you mean this semester? Do you mean you just want to have your way with me and then forget me?”
“No” he implored, “I want to be with you for a long, long time. I just know that you won’t come back for me, and so I’m prepared to just love you for one semester.”
She looked away. She heard stories of his last girlfriend who was also on the College Program, and also worked on Main Street USA. She promised him that she’d come back, and she didn’t. He was taking another chance when he pursued her now, she knew.
“I can’t tell you if I’d come back or not, but I can tell you I like you too. And that I would do almost anything for love, and if you are ‘the one’ and we’re meant to be together, we will make it work.”
“I want to believe you, I do..”
“So believe.”
He was standing now. He pulled her out of her chair, and held her close to his body. His warmth filled her up, made her quiver with anticipation. His forehead was touching hers, his eyes searching her soul.
“If I kiss you now, my whole life will change.” He whispered, his breath caressing her cheeks.
“Then be sure you want it badly enough.”
And with that, he kissed her.
His lips gently brushed hers at first, feeling her softness, learning her countours with his tongue. As his confidence grew, his kiss became harder, more urgent, needing her to read his emotions, to know that he already loved her.When the kiss was over, he tilted his head back to look at her face.
Her eyes were closed; lips still slightly parted, swollen from the passion he transferred from his own lips just moments ago.“Was that ok?” he asked.
S he had no words, so she she kissed him again.
“If we sit on at the end of the dock over there we can watch the fireworks over the castle. It’s actually a really good place to watch them.” He said, wanting to impress her with his knowledge.
“Wow! That’s great! I’d love to.” She was eager to see all things new while on her internship, and she hadn’t yet seen the fireworks from anywhere other than Main Street USA, where she worked.
“You know, I really like you. I do think you are beautiful and funny and smart, and I’d like you to be my girlfriend this semester.”
“What do you mean this semester? Do you mean you just want to have your way with me and then forget me?”
“No” he implored, “I want to be with you for a long, long time. I just know that you won’t come back for me, and so I’m prepared to just love you for one semester.”
She looked away. She heard stories of his last girlfriend who was also on the College Program, and also worked on Main Street USA. She promised him that she’d come back, and she didn’t. He was taking another chance when he pursued her now, she knew.
“I can’t tell you if I’d come back or not, but I can tell you I like you too. And that I would do almost anything for love, and if you are ‘the one’ and we’re meant to be together, we will make it work.”
“I want to believe you, I do..”
“So believe.”
He was standing now. He pulled her out of her chair, and held her close to his body. His warmth filled her up, made her quiver with anticipation. His forehead was touching hers, his eyes searching her soul.
“If I kiss you now, my whole life will change.” He whispered, his breath caressing her cheeks.
“Then be sure you want it badly enough.”
And with that, he kissed her.
His lips gently brushed hers at first, feeling her softness, learning her countours with his tongue. As his confidence grew, his kiss became harder, more urgent, needing her to read his emotions, to know that he already loved her.When the kiss was over, he tilted his head back to look at her face.
Her eyes were closed; lips still slightly parted, swollen from the passion he transferred from his own lips just moments ago.“Was that ok?” he asked.
S he had no words, so she she kissed him again.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Part 4
“Are you going to be home on Saturday?” She asked. Her voice shakey, knowing what she was about to verbalize. Knowing that saying it out loud to him made the decision real.
“Yeah, why?”
“You’re being served.” And it was done.
He stared at her for a minute. His grey blue eyes were sunken in from the stress of his depression, of his job; his deception. He looked small and frail, and she couldn’t help wanting to hug him, even though he was the reason the words had to be spoken.
“I want us to remain family” she said. “I don’t want this to be ugly. You’re important to me and I want you to know that.”
His eyes moved past hers now, through her, into another world. The world she suspected he wanted to share with his Mexican Mistress.“Ok. We’ll treat each other like family.” He muttered, sticking out his jaw.
“Be home ok? I don’t want to have to pay this guy twice.”
“I’ll be here, don’t worry. I want this thing done quickly, remember?”
She sighed. “Yeah. I remember. I’m going to take a bath.”
Upstairs in the master bedroom, she drew her bath. Her pale, silky skin turned red when it touched the heat of the lavendar scented water. As she sank deeper into the tub, she closed her eyes and tried to remember what her life was like when he loved her back.
“Yeah, why?”
“You’re being served.” And it was done.
He stared at her for a minute. His grey blue eyes were sunken in from the stress of his depression, of his job; his deception. He looked small and frail, and she couldn’t help wanting to hug him, even though he was the reason the words had to be spoken.
“I want us to remain family” she said. “I don’t want this to be ugly. You’re important to me and I want you to know that.”
His eyes moved past hers now, through her, into another world. The world she suspected he wanted to share with his Mexican Mistress.“Ok. We’ll treat each other like family.” He muttered, sticking out his jaw.
“Be home ok? I don’t want to have to pay this guy twice.”
“I’ll be here, don’t worry. I want this thing done quickly, remember?”
She sighed. “Yeah. I remember. I’m going to take a bath.”
Upstairs in the master bedroom, she drew her bath. Her pale, silky skin turned red when it touched the heat of the lavendar scented water. As she sank deeper into the tub, she closed her eyes and tried to remember what her life was like when he loved her back.
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