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here.
When he whispered in my ear, It is, but honestly, anyplace would be romantic with
you, aided by a gust of cool air, shivers ran down my arms and my nipples hardened.
* * * *
He was behind the counter when I walked up to him. Hi Sal. Remember me. I m
Letta Storm.
Of course I remember you. Jamilla s friend. Have a seat, would you like some
coffee. I just made it.
No. I can t stay. I wonder if you would do me a favor.
Sure what do you need?
I dropped Jamilla off at her new boyfriend s house and she left her purse in my
car. I was hoping I could leave it with you and you could give it to her when she comes to
work tomorrow.
Sal scrunched his large nose. Her boyfriend s house?
Ah-huh. Tony Castanza, a nice guy. You know him?
Sal raised his hands and smiled. Of course, he s my cousin. I introduced them. Let
me have the purse.
Letta handed the purse across the counter.
Thanks. I ll take it to her when I close up.
I frowned. Ah, I would prefer you didn t. With lovebirds, no telling what you
might interrupt.
Sal smiled and winked. Not to mention she can t drive her car or get into her house
without it.
Letta winked back. I see we have a similar objective.
* * * *
I yearned to kiss him. It was beginning to seem like what Letta wanted me to do
wasn t so outlandish, so I purposely broke the mood. I guess you re waiting to hear what
Letta found out.
Whenever you feel like telling me.
I sat up straight, took a deep breath and exhaled. Well, here goes. As you probably
gathered when you found out my birthday was the same as my look-alike Shana I m
adopted and Shana is/was my twin sister. Letta talked with Shana s and, I guess, my
mother. She confirmed that my mother gave birth to twins and offered one me up for
adoption. I haven t confirmed that with my parents yet. However, knowing Shana and I
have the same birthday and seeing her snapshot, I have no reason to doubt Shana was my
sister.
Yeah. I was fairly certain you and Shana were twins when you said your birthday.
Tony chuckled. I m not complaining, but how come Letta s so set on us becoming
intimate?
Letta thinks it s what Shana wants. She believes Shana s, for lack of a better word,
spirit, is trying to fix us up. She says it s like her last wish.
And you don t think that s possible?
I suppose it s possible, but how likely is it.
Out of the blue, I felt cold. I rubbed my bare arms.
Tony must have noticed. Are you cold?
Yes, all of a sudden it got colder.
It happens here in the canyons. He looked me up and down, but seemed to be
concentrating on my breasts. No wonder you re cold. You have a very thin dress on.
When I glanced down, to my chagrin, my nipples had stretched the fabric of my
dress. That s because I put this dress on to meet you for lunch. I didn t know I d still be
wearing it at eight p.m. in a cool breeze.
He wrapped and arm around me. Does that help?
It felt good, but I was still cold. Some, but I m still cold.
Chuckling, he joked, Well, then I guess it s time to get in bed like Letta wants and
make love. That ll warm you up.
At first, I uttered a hysterical laugh at Tony s suggestion. However, I must still have
been warming up to the idea because an image of Tony and me entwined, naked and
going through the motions flittered through my mind. As a result, my nether region,
which had been simmering since I arrived, came to life, heated up like a convection oven
on pre-heat.
I gulped and stared at him. Feeling how wet my panties had become, I admitted. I
do want to make love. Just give me a little more time. We haven t even kissed yet.
Tony snapped his fingers. You re right. We need to get that out of the way.
I got a kick out of his brashness. His hand went to my left shoulder rotating me for a
better kissing angle. Turning my head to him, I waited expectantly, as he jockeyed into
position to kiss me. Kiss him I would, fuck him, I wouldn t at least not yet.
Chapter Eleven - Lust
My pulse soared as Tony s soft lips brushed lightly across mine. His tongue laved
my top lip, and my tongue slipped out and met his. Between us, together in mid air, they
danced as if performing an erotic duel. As the strum of my pulse increased, I felt the
thumping of my heart beating in my ears.
My tongue retreated into my mouth and his followed, drawn in by a vacuum. It
swirled around the roof and soft cushions of my mouth as if he couldn't get enough of me
wanting to pass his fever to me with his passionate kiss.
After a short minute, I pulled away to catch my breath. Phew. I waved my hand in
front of me, signifying I was now hot instead of cold. I need a break. Could we go
inside?
Sure. Would you like to watch a movie I just rented?
What is it?
Date Night. Have you seen it?
I tittered. Yes. It s funny. I wouldn t mind seeing it again.
Are you sure, I have other movies we could watch. Or& we could just talk.
Date Night sounds fine.
Good, let s go into the family room. He took my hand and led me from balcony
past the kitchen, into the next room. We stopped in front of a couch placed in front of a
large flat panel screen TV. Have a seat while I start the movie.
I sat and made sure my legs remained together with the short shift I wore. I studied
him as he inserted the DVD into the player. Straightening up, he started the movie with
the remote and bypassed the previews. Tony glanced my way and smiled. If we had
popcorn, we d be all set.
I m not hungry, but some more wine would be nice. Is there any left?
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