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Could it be true Love - Chapter 17
The
sun is starting to go down, and we are still relaxing in the quiet
spot, alone, on the deck. Not saying much to one another, but
admiring the beauty God has created and enjoying the time we are
spending together. I am extremely relaxed; Tyrone can't tell if I am
quiet or sleep. Tyrone asks; if I am okay. I tell him; I am great and
why he asks. He laughs and says, “because baby; you were snoring,
and I am making sure you didn't want to go lay down.” I start to
laugh. I know; I am extremely relaxed; especially, if I was snoring.
I tell Tyrone; to let's have one more drink, and then yes I want to
lay down for an hour; before we get ready for dinner.
Tyrone asks; if I made plans for dinner. I am not sure why he is
asking, when he already knows I made plans for us earlier when we
were at lunch. Then I remember; I have not told him about us having
dinner with Carmen and her boyfriend. I start to laugh, and he asks;
if I am okay. I tell him; I forgot
to tell him; my husband and I were invited to have dinner with Carmen
and her boyfriend. He laughs and says, “your husband, huh?” “Yes
my husband and I.” He says okay and order us another round of
drinks, before we head in for a little while to relax.
I continue to enjoy the scenery, while I wait for Tyrone, to bring
the drinks. He hands my drink and sits down. We talk some more and
have a wonderful time; just him and I.
I
never knew, how much fun it could be, to sit with someone and have a
pleasant conversation, without talking about much. The two of you
enjoy one another and can feel and understand each other.
We
head towards the room, so I can lay down for an hour, before we head
to dinner.
When
we walk in the door, the room is filled with my favorite flowers. It
smells like fresh tulips, and a hint of jasmine all through the room.
I start to smile and turn to look at Tyrone. I say thank you. He
says; a simple you're welcome, and bows to me. I have never had a man
do this for me, or bow to me. I've seen it happen in the movies.
Well, the old movies anyway; when there was true love, and everybody
wanted it or had it.
I
start to pull off my dress; Tyrone walks up to me and says; to allow
him to do that for me. I allow him to unzip me, and he slides it off.
Before it hits the ground, he grabs it, fold it, and lays it on the
chair. I get ready to sit on the bed, but before I do; Tyrone pulls
the covers back for me and tells me to get in the bed. I get in the
bed and tell him, to don't let me over sleep. He grabs the clock and
says; he is setting the alarm. He sits in the chair next to me, turns
on the television and turns it low, so I can barely hear it. He leans
over, kisses me on the forehead, and tells me to get some rest. I
ask; if he is going to join me. He looks at me and says; maybe later.
I look at him, say okay and close my eyes. Before I know, I am fast
asleep.
I turn over, thinking maybe Tyrone has come to bed and joined me, but
he is not here. I look to see if I can see where he has gone, and he
is sitting in the chair starring at me. I jump; it makes me nervous
to see Tyrone starring at me.
He laughs and says, “you were looking for me, weren't you?” I
smile and say, “yes.” He tells me; he hasn't left my side. He
has been sitting in the chair, watching me sleep. I ask; why he has
been starring at me? He says; he wasn't starring; he was admiring my
beauty and all the greatness about me. I sit up in the bed and start
to smile. He tells me; I still have ten minutes and to lay here and
not move. I ask him to come get in bed with me. He takes off his
shoes and join me. He tells me to come here, and I rest my head on
his chest. Before I know it, I am sleep again.
The
way Tyrone makes me feel is amazing, and I hope it never ends. I am
anxious, to see what else this man has in store for me. If it's like
this, I definitely want to stay on this ride.
I
vaguely hear the alarm going off. I don't want to get up; I am very
comfortable. I see I am not the only one who is comfortable; Tyrone
has fell asleep, as well. I ask Tyrone; if he wants to get up. He
opens one eye and says; not really, but since I told Carmen we would
have dinner and drinks; that's exactly, what we are going to do;
because I am a superstar now, and I can't make my image look bad. I
start to laugh, tell him to get up, and stop playing.
We
play around and wrestle, before we get up to get dressed. Tyrone
looks at me and says; I am his Queen, and he is honored to be in my
presence. I don't know what to say; no man has ever said this to me.
I lean over, kiss him gently, and tell him; I love him too. He smiles
and tells me to go get dressed.
I
jump up, and go jump in the shower. This is normally when Tyrone
comes to join me; we make love, and then head out; but he is not
coming to join me and I am not sure what this is all about. I finish
taking my shower and get out. While I am putting on my makeup,
brushing my teeth and doing my hair; Tyrone jumps in the shower and
starts to get dressed. He can tell there is something wrong with me,
but he is playing it cool. I notice; we are doing it his way. I
remind myself; I said I would be open to doing things his way. I am
going to let things flow; instead of trying to be in control of
everything. We finish
getting dressed, and Tyrone tells me how beautiful I look. I tell
Tyrone he looks very handsome, and we head out the door.
We
get to the restaurant, and Carmen and her boyfriend have already got
us a table. She stands up, and waves at us; so we can see her. Tyrone
and I put on our smiles and walk over to the table. Carmen says; she
is glad we made it, and they ordered a bottle of wine. Carmen
introduces us to her boyfriend Jamal. Jamal shakes Tyrone hand and
tells us to have a seat. You can tell Jamal isn't thrilled he has to
be here, but he is doing it for her. He looks at me and says; thank
you for taking care of my ole lady earlier. Then he says; she can get
out of control sometimes. I look at him and say; no problem, but
Tyrone can see this is making me uncomfortable, and Carmen
embarrassed. I want to say something to him, but it's not my place.
Plus I don't want to get in anyone's business.
Tyrone
changes the subject and asks Jamal; what he does for a living. Jamal
tells Tyrone; he does a little bit of this, a little bit of that, and
he knows how it is.
This
is how I know Tyrone is a man about his. He looks at Jamal and says,
“no, I don't know how it is. I am a broker, have my own company,
and doing quite well for myself; so no, I don't know what a little
bit of this, and a little bit of that is.” Jamal looks at Tyrone
and sits up in his chair. He wants to say something, but he's not
quite sure what to say. He starts to laugh and tells Tyrone; he don't
know him. Tyrone looks at him and says, “you're right, my brother;
I don't know you; because you don't know yourself.” Jamal is not
happy, but he thinks about what Tyrone has said to him.
Carmen
and I talk about what she does, and what she wants to do. She tells
me; she is a beautician and wants to open up her own business. I tell
her; she can do it if she wants, but she has to let go of the dead
weight. She looks at me and says; I am right, and she plans to do
that.
The entire time we are talking, Jamal never realizes the dead weight
we are talking about is him. Tyrone talks to Jamal, so he doesn't
feel uncomfortable and out of place. Before I know it, dinner is
going better than expected.
By the end of the night, we are laughing and having a great time.
For the first time, Carmen has seen something in Jamal she has never
seen in him. Hanging out with them tonight, has made me realize; I
am one lucky woman.
We
finish our night out, and Tyrone and I say our good nights and head
in for the evening. We get back to the room, have a night cap, and
talk about the events of the night.
Tyrone
tells me; tonight made him see why so many people love me, and so
many people hate me. He says; I am a great person, and never change
who I am for anyone. As we talk, Tyrone is getting me comfortable. I
haven't lifted a finger or did a thing, and I sit here with my
pajamas on and a drink in my hand. This is nice and very unusual for
me. He sits in the chair next to me, and we enjoy each other company.
Six
o'clock in the morning and we are still laughing and talking about
everything. This man is listening to me, and I am listening to him.
He is sharing intimate moments with me, and I am sharing intimate
moments with him. We are on the same page; he is not judging me, and
I am not judging him. This is a great feeling.
I
am sleepy, but I feel hungry. I ask Tyrone if he is hungry. He says;
he is kinda hungry, and could eat something. Before I can ask what he
wants to eat, he is already ordering breakfast.
We
go out on the deck, and watch the sun rise; while we wait, on our
food to arrive. He holds me gently, as we listen to the waves and the
birds chirp. I am having a great time and enjoying myself. I think to
myself...Who would've thought things would turn out this good? Then I
remember; God knew the entire time.
I
lay in his arms and close my eyes. He can tell I am trying to be as
close to him, as I can. Without saying a word, he pulls me in as
close to him as he can, wraps his arms around me, kisses me on the
forehead and says; I love you baby. I look up at him and say those
three magical words again and again and again. I can't believe; I
have actually said it more than once, and meant
it. This man has my attention, and I want to know everything about
him. I know a lot, but now we are connected on a deeper level. He is
showing me things no other man has ever shown me, and I love every
bit of it.
The
food comes and Tyrone tips the waiter. He fixes our plate and tells
me to come sit down. He pulls my chair out for me, and I sit down. He
has already buttered my toast, put butter and sugar in my grits and
poured my juice. I am impressed and loving it.
Tyrone
is sweet to me when we are at home, but this right here; shows me; he
is stepping his game up one hundred and ten percent. I thought I was
already spoiled, but now I am really being spoiled, and treated as I
should be treated. Like the Queen, I am.
We
sit and talk over breakfast; while the sun, continues to find the
sky. We are talking, laughing, joking and playing as if this is our
first date and we just met each other. Tyrone asks; if I would like
to take a shower or a bath and I tell him neither. I just want to go
to sleep. He laughs and says, “good; I am glad, I am not the only
one.” I start to laugh; he is crazy. We get in the bed; Tyrone
kisses me and says goodnight.
I
am surprised; he is still not trying to jump my bones, but that's
cool with me; I am extremely tired right now, and just want some
sleep. I turn over and get comfortable with my man. We cuddle till we
fall fast asleep.
Waking
up in the middle of the night, startled from a bad dream has made me
nervous. It felt as if it was so surreal. Tyrone feels me jump and
asks; if I am okay. I want to say yes, but I am not sure. It's as if
I am still in a daze. I am not sure if I am in or out of this crazy
dream. Tyrone holds me and says; everything is okay; no one will hurt
me ever again. I feel the warmth of him, and I start to cry. He holds
me and kisses me gently; until I start to feel better. I am not sure
what happened, but it was as if Tyrone could feel what I was going
through, and wasn't even there. I start to question, if this is
possible. If it is possible, does this mean this man is connected to
my spirit and my soul?
I
start to cry again, and Tyrone continues to hold me. He lays me down and
tells me to go back to sleep. I lay down on his chest, and feel the
warmth and comfort of his arms. I can hear his heart beat, and notice
it is beating in tune with mine. They are beating as one. I have
never paid any attention to it, until now. As I listen to his heart
beat, I start to calm down and relax. Ten minutes later, I am back to
sleep. I sleep straight through, with no problems.
I
wake up, to see Tyrone sitting in the chair, starring at me again. I
sit up and say good morning. He starts to laugh and says; it's more
like good evening. I jump up as if I have somewhere to go, and start
running around. He laughs at me and asks; where I am going. I realize
I am on vacation; I don't have to be in a hurry, to do anything. I
start to laugh, but tell him; it's not funny, and he shouldn't laugh
at an overstressed, overwork woman who is doing the best she can. He
laughs and says; You are right, so why don't an overstressed,
overworked woman come join him and have a seat. I walk over to him;
he grabs my hand, and pulls me close to him. He sits me on his lap
and tells me how beautiful I am, and how lucky he is to have found
me. He tells me; he has been searching high and low looking for me,
and the moment he saw me; he knew right away, I was the one for him.
I feel like a high school girl again. No man has ever made me feel
like this.
As
we sit and talk, I ask; if there is anything he would like to do for
the evening. He tells me; we are going to order in, and watch movies
together; or we can go out on the deck, and watch movies under the
moonlight. They both sound good, but I am going to take the one I
haven't done before, and that's watch movies on the deck, under the
stars, in the middle of the ocean.
Tomorrow,
we pull in on land; we will get off and do some shopping and sight
seeing. I hope we are not one of those couples who gets left on
shore, and no one thinks to look for us.
Right
now, I am not going to worry about that. I am going to get myself
ready for the movie, and enjoy this sexy, chocolate man who is
sharing this beautiful moment with me.
We
get dressed and head towards the deck. On the way to the deck, we see
Carmen and Jamal.
“Hey
girl,” she says.
I
tried to keep walking as if I didn't see or hear her, but instead she
starts walking my way. Tyrone laughs and under his breath says, “here
comes your girlfriend.” I squeeze his hand, as tight as I can, to
let him what he said is not funny. He buckles for a slight moment but
keeps his smile on his face.
Carmen
asks; where we are headed. We tell her; we are headed to go watch a
movie. She tells us; it sounds nice, but her and Jamal are going to
the lounge to grab a bite to eat and have some drinks. I tell her
that is nice, and for them to enjoy themselves. I turn to walk away
and she asks if we are sure we would rather watch some boring ass
movie; instead of hanging out with them. I see she has missed the
point clearly.
I
explain to Carmen; it is not that we don't want to hang out, but
right now we are getting our alone time. Carmen winks at me and says;
she understands. I see she is still missing the point, and there is
no reason for me to continue to explain something to her; she is
never going to get, until she gets my age and go through the things
most women have already experienced.
I
tell Carmen; we will catch her later, and proceed to head towards the
deck. Tyrone is laughing like crazy; he can't believe how I just did
her. I was not trying to be rude, but I did not come on this
vacation, to meet friends or throw my fame around. I came on this
vacation because I needed to relax and spend some alone time with my
man. After I explain myself to Tyrone, he says; he completely
understand; he is not going anywhere, and we can do whatever I want
to do. If that means hanging with Carmen and Jamal, then so be it. I
laugh; he has plenty of jokes. He says; he is not being funny, but
wants me to know; whatever I want to do, he is game.
I
love the fact he wants to compromise, although he said we were going
to do things his way. He is showing me; he is not letting me give up
my control, and he is still allowing me to be me.
Letting
Tyrone know, I want to go watch a movie on the big screen,
on
the deck, in the middle of the ocean with him; He looks at me, grabs
my hand
and takes off running. I am not expecting us to do any running; it
throws me off guard now that we are running down this hall way. We
get to the deck, and the movie has not started yet, but they are
telling people to find a seat. Tyrone spots us some excellent seats.
We are in the back, close to the rail, in a corner, with a table. We
are between the bar and the table. It is a great spot. We can see
the screen well, relax comfortably, get us a drink without having to
get up or wait on a waiter/waitress, to come to us, and no one can
see us; if we do start to do some hanky panky.
Tyrone
asks; if this is a good spot, or if I want to move somewhere else.
Before he can get it out good enough, I have already sat down, and I
am waiting for him to sit down.
The
bartender leans over, and ask what we would like to drink. Tyrone
orders our drinks and the bartender tells us; we have the best seats
in the house. We are glad to know we have the best seats. This is
going to be a lovely evening. Our bartender is cool, and everything
is perfect.
The
deck fill up with people. The advertising comes on the screen,
telling everyone where to go; should there be an emergency, or if we
need something to drink or eat. I see the waiters and waitresses
running around trying to get everybody order. It's a good thing; we
are close to the bar, and we have already put in our order. The
bartender just handed us our drinks and told us the food will be out
in about five or ten minutes. He gives us chips, salsa, and a bowl of
queso; while we wait on our food and enjoy the movie.
Right
before, the movie is about to start, I hear somebody calling my name.
I can tell by the voice who it is, but because where we are sitting,
she can't see us. I don't stand up, to show her where we are. I hear
her tell Jamal; she is trying to find us, so they can sit with us. I
tell Tyrone to hold his head down, and keep the menu in front of us;
so they don't spot us. He laughs and says; he has never had to go
undercover. I laugh and say; we are not undercover; we are just
hiding. He laughs and says; that's even worse. Once I think about it,
I know he is right, but right now I don't feel like being bothered,
and I want to spend my time with my man. I don't want to double date.
Maybe,
I am being a little selfish; when I know this is what I do. I help
women become better individuals, and make better decisions in life.
The thing that gets me the most is; once I meet them, they cling to
me. Sometimes that is okay, but there are times I need my space.
I
see Carmen and Jamal standing in front of us, really looking. She
never turns around. Instead, she says; “maybe they changed their
mind and decided to do something else”. I am glad she thinks like
this; now she will stop looking for us. She turns, walk away, and
Jamal is right behind her; looking like a lost puppy, and ready to
curse her out at the same time.
Tyrone
asks; if the coast is clear. I tell him; he can put the menu down.
He laughs and says; that was a close call. We start to laugh and get
ready for our movie. All the lights go out; except for the little
light the bartender has to see with, and the light from the projector
screen. I hear the sound of the night, but it is pitch black. The
movie is about to start, and no one knows what's about to show. We
ask the bartender, what movie they are about to show. He tells us;
he is not sure. Every night they show a different movie, and he is
not sure what is in the line up for this week. Tyrone looks at me,
and I look at him. We start to laugh; now, we really can't wait to
see what they are going to show.
The
waiters and waitresses are almost finished serving the food, and the
movie is starting to roll. We are watching, but we are still not sure
what movie we are about to see. We hope it is something good. Than,
we realize they are about to show us The Titanic. Tyrone and I both
bust out laughing and say, “Oh hell naw. We are not about to watch
Titanic”. The bartender starts to laugh and tells us; the next
drink is on him if we stay and keep him company.
Once,
the other patrons realize we are about to watch the Titanic; a lot of
people start to get up, and go other places. Because the majority of
the
people are starting to leave, we decide we will stay and hang out
with the bartender.
We
find out Kemper is from Jamaica, and has been working for the cruise
line for five years. He tells us; he is putting himself through
school, and how important it is for him to finish and get his degree.
He will be the first in his family, to go to college. He starts to
tell us about his culture and his family. He also tells us; he sends
his family money every check he gets, and solely relies on tips to
live. His story is touching and sad at the same time. I can tell;
Tyrone and I are thinking the same thing. Instead of saying anything,
Tyrone reaches in his pocket and gives him one thousand dollars;
tells him to take care of himself, and go buy him something nice.
Kemper is excited, appreciative, and hesitant to take it at the same
time. Kemper tells Tyrone; he doesn't want his money; he is just
enjoying having someone to talk to, who is not all tight and stuffy.
Tyrone assures him; it is okay for him to take it. Kemper is still
not taking the money. Instead, Tyrone tells him; he will not fuss or
fight with him. Instead, Tyrone puts the money in the tip jar that
has Kemper name on it. Kemper thanks Tyrone with a handshake, and
then realizes the handshake is not enough. He gives Tyrone the
biggest hug and says; he will never forget him. Tyrone gives Kemper
his number and tells him; he can call him to talk sometimes if he
needs. Kemper looks at Tyrone with a smile and says; he will surely
do that. He fixes us another round of drinks he has come up with and
tells us to relax and enjoy the evening.
Tyrone
looks at me, and I give him that you are the best smile. He leans
over, kisses me and says; I am the best, and he is glad we are
together. I tell him; he is the best, and thank you for being so
loving and caring. He lets me know, he is just being him. I know he
is one of a kind, and he is here with me.
We
enjoy the rest of the night, with good conversation and no
unnecessary drama. Sitting here talking to Kemper, and enjoying the
night with Tyrone has made me realize how far I have come and how
blessed I truly am. Not in a million years would I have thought, I
was worthy of a man as sweet, kind, gentle, compassionate, lovable,
understanding, funny, strong, sensitive, and smart as the man I have
next to me.
I
know I have to open myself up, to receive love again. Yes, at first I was
scared and very nervous; although this man has showed me nothing but
the up most respect and love. I have tried time and time again, to
find a reason to give this man my love, or myself, and time and time
again he has proven to me that he will not give up, and will not
change the way he feels about me.
Part
of me, wants to tell him to ask me to marry him again, but part of me
wants to ask him to marry me. Of course, I have that strong part I
continue to fight with, as most women do, telling me to don't do
either. To continue to live the way we are living, and enjoy the
moment; because marriage just complicates things.
Maybe,
this is why I am still the unmarritable. I continue to tell myself,
something is wrong, and they will mess up; instead of taking a
chance. I have
told
many I would marry them, but part of me was hoping they would do
something, to make me want to get out of it. Fortunately for me, it
worked out great; they all turned out to be straight jackasses. I
don't think any of them truly loved me, until I was gone and then
they realized how much I meant to them. Am I blocking myself from
this precious man? Maybe, I am waiting for the right time. Yes, I am
protecting myself from being hurt. Maybe, these are the excuses I
keep telling myself. I don't know what the problem may be, but I do
know; I have to figure it out and figure it out soon.
I
don't want Tyrone to wait on me forever, and I don't want to make him
feel as if I am not sure if I love him or not, either. My heart and
soul tells me; I love him, but my head is telling me to be cautious.
These are the moments I wish I could talk to my girls. Only if, the
prices weren't so high out here, I probably would.
Tyrone
and Kemper are caught up in the discussion; he hadn't noticed I
wasn't listening to him, until he starts asking me questions. I am
caught up in my thoughts; I don't hear Tyrone calling my name. After
the third time, of saying my name, he shakes me and asks; if I am
okay. I am startled by the shake, but start to smile. Tyrone asks; if
I am drunk. I tell him; I am not drunk yet, but almost. He laughs
and asks; if I would like to have one more drink,
before the bar close. I tell him; I would love to have another drink.
Tyrone tells the bartender to fix me something else. Kemper says; he
is going to fix us something so good and so strong; we will have to
take them to go. I start to laugh; now, I am worried about what he is
putting in this drink.
We
watch Kemper as he fixes our drinks. I notice; he put vodka, triple
sec, silver 1800, coconut rum, orange juice and a splash of cranberry
juice. Watching him make this drink, is making me drunk as hell. I
lean over and tell Tyrone; I am not going to start drinking that
until I get to the room. Kemper says; to do just that because the
Jamaican punch will definitely knock you out.
Kemper
shakes the ingredients well and pours it into a couple of tall
glasses. These are not your ordinary tall glasses. These are
extremely tall
glasses.
This is definitely a lot to drink. Kemper dresses up the glass with a
pineapple and strawberry slice and a cute umbrella and tell us to
enjoy. I take a sip of it, and it has a kick to it, but is extremely
good. After one sip; I can feel it working. I am nervous about
taking another sip, although I want to drink this entire glass.
Kemper is trying to convince me to take another sip, while Tyrone is
sitting here laughing and watching, to see if I am going to take
another sip. I look at them, say; I'm cool and about to call it a
night. They both start to laugh, give each other fives, and say there
goodbyes till the next day. As we are on our way out, we hear Kemper
say, “Enjoy and don't do anything I wouldn't do”. Tyrone turns
around and says; we will try not to, but I can't make any promises.
Kemper laughs and shuts the door; so he can clean up the area for the
next day.
We
are on our way to the room, and I feel like dancing, and making
sweet, passionate love to my man.
Although,
this is what I want to do; I remember; we are doing things
his
way. Instead of going all in; I wait, to see what he has in store
for us.
We
pass by the night club, and they are still jamming. I stop to see
what they are playing, and see if I want to go dancing or if I want
to go to the room. I hear a song I like, playing and I am about to go
inside. Before I open the
door, something comes over me and tells me; Carmen and Jamal is in
there. I stop in mid stride; right now, I don't feel like putting up
with them. I am tipsy and feeling good; I would like to keep it that
way.
I
turn around and head towards the room. Tyrone asks why I turned away,
and if I am ready to head back to the room. I tell Tyrone; I don't
want to go in the club, because something tells me; Carmen and Jamal
are in there. He laughs and says; I am probably right. We head
towards the room.
We
get to the room, and I am not sure what to expect; but to my surprise
Tyrone does the same thing he did last night. He gets me comfortable,
then he gets himself comfortable, and we sit and enjoy each other
company.
Now
don't get me wrong, I am not saying I don't enjoy his company, but
right now I am in the mood, to make love to him over and over again.
I want to ask him, but I can't. I told Tyrone we would try things his
way. Now I hate I opened my big mouth and said anything.
I
chuckle, and Tyrone asks if I would care to share. I am too
embarrassed to share with him what I am thinking; so I made up
something, out the blue. He kinda chuckled, but I can tell he is not
buying it, but he is going with the flow. I change the subject real
fast and ask if there is anything he wants to do, while we are
docked. He says; there are a few things he has planned for us, so I
need to get my rest. I tell Tyrone I will go to sleep, after I finish
the rest of my Jamaican punch. He laughs, shakes his head, and says;
“whatever my Queen wants”. I continue to sip on my drink, and we
continue to enjoy each other company.
Tyrone
finishes his drink first and waits on me, to finish mine. I want to
gulp it down real quick, but I can't; it is entirely too strong for
little ole me.
Tyrone
can tell I am trying to hurry up and drink it. He laughs and tells me
to slow down; we are not in a hurry. I want to tell him; I am, but
then I remember; we are doing things his way. I have to keep telling
myself this over and over; I want to do things my way, and I see it
is not working for me. This time, I am going to try it his way and
see if it works out better for me. Maybe, I will learn or take
something from this experience. Only time will tell.
Tyrone
tells me to slow down and take my time; he doesn't want me to be
drunk or have a hangover in the morning. I start to laugh; I know
this is true. He knows me oh so well. I slow down, continue to sip my
drink the way I was, and enjoy the conversation with my man.
While
we are talking, he gets on the floor, grab my feet, and start
massaging my feet; without missing a word or a beat. I am starring at
him; part of me is in awe. The fact that he is doing this, the way he
did it, and he is still showing me that he is paying attention to
every word I say.
We
continue to talk, I enjoy the massage he is giving me, and sip on my
Jamaican Punch. Right now, I feel as if I am in heaven. I have
forgotten I want to make love to him. I feel as if I have had a
multiple orgasm, and never took my clothes off. Who would've known, a
foot massage could feel so damn good.
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