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Fueled with passion her eyes locked into mine. The sweat running from her body made trails my hands were inclined to follow. I have longed for this moment, tirelessly reenacting this fantasy deep within the secret realms of my mind, yet, now its reality, I find difficulty in suppressing the desire to succumb prematurely. Her timed moans and screams are an orgasmic symphony of the pleasures she feels which in-turn boast my ego causing my retrains to be reinforced.

Time seemed to have allowed us solitude as we vigorously explored all secret byways of our bodies. Her hands – so soft as she braced against my chest. Her hair – a smell of lavender as she tipped her head on my shoulder, clasping her legs around me. Her body – simply astounding as I laid her on all fours, her  lower back suspended in mid air awaiting my entry. While the night withered away I knew for sure this would be an experience to remember .

The sunlight was always first to have me welcomed to a new day and after last night’s events I thought it would have been different, oddly enough however my morning remained unchanged from any other as she was gone. The bed cover was slightly folded over suggesting her point of departure and as I surveyed the remainder of my bedroom, I discover the only significant adjustment – a note on my dressing table.

"Thanks". One word, with $300 tucked in the middle. A smile instantly emerges over my face as I remember our past conversation, then again after searching the remainder of my apartment with no signs of her, a slight feeling of being used dawns on me. Thank goodness I don’t have to work today! I thought to myself as I made my way to my bathroom to freshen up.

My day, sadly, was spent fighting the urge of calling her as I went about my regular chore of watching television and working on assessment material to have filed away upon returning to work. Keeping busy did no justice in forgetting the reality that kept poking away at my concentration until, in due course, I sat in my study examining my telephone as if by share will it would ring, with her voice – such a gentle voice – greeting me on the other side.

Ring, Ring, Ring…

Frantically, I stagger from my seat to answer the beckoning call.

“Hello?” I coped too calmly utter.

“Hay bro! How you doing? Guess what? Andrea and I are in your neck of the woods and are on our way over. So finally your soon to be sister-in-law gets to meet ya!”

“Huh… Oh, hay Brandon. That’s great news”

“Are you ok? You don’t sound too excited ‘man. I mean we haven’t seen each other in over…”

“No no. Am fine. Just…” my words are silenced as the beep from the other line interjects. “B, hold a moment for me”

“Yea’ yea’…” he begins as I click over phone lines cutting what I already expect with be one of his famous rants.

“Hello?” I answer, much less stirred with anticipation.

“Hi” her voice echoes on the other side of the phone – such a gentle voice. “I miss you. Sorry about this morning”

“That’s fine, that’s fine” I muttered “How are you?

“Not too bad. I thought of you all day and I was wondering if I could see you later tonight”

“Definitely… I mean. Could you hold for a quick second?”

“Sure”

“Thanks. I will be right with you, please, don’t hang up”. I switch over to Brandon.

“Hay B” I greeted.

“I was still talking a while ago…” he began.

“Yea I know. Sorry about that. What time are you coming over?”

“The time is now chich” he answers using a fond name used for each other.

Making my way to the window and before fully opening my blinds I notice the car pulling into the driveway. Damn it! I muttered to myself. “Open the door we’re here” he says finally before hanging up.

“Hello, are you still there?”

“Hi, yes I am” she responded

“Am sorry but we will have to take a rain check on later. My younger brother is coming over with his fiancé and..”

“It’s ok” she interrupted. “Bye.” the click from her phone leaves me with only the dial tone.

That was kind of rude I thought to myself as a knock from my front door breaks thought an eases my slight embarrassment.