This house/office has some benefits that have nothing to do with taxes -- for example, it's where Dee and I were lying naked, and where it all started...for us... I wasn't looking for a lover when Dee and I found ourselves chatting casually at an after hours office get-together one tipsy Friday night. As we drank we got on the topic of my business. She knew I had an office nearby but didn't realize it was in a regular house."You mean, with a kitchen and bathroom and... everything?" she. The door was open…the wide-open space beckoned. Like a man set free from a prison he considered all the things he ached to do. He would start from the top, and work down, he decided. He could finally give himself permission to discover the soft giving warmth pressed along the length of his body. He breathed her in. Flowers, sweat, her. Careful not to disturb her, he lifted a hand and touched the heavy silk of her hair, running it slowly through his fingers. Why had he kept himself from such. We left our town by morning to reach the capital by 10 in the morning, a four hour journey by the train. She was seating next to me in train and I was sleeping or so I was feigning, and unknowingly I put my head on her shoulder, and slept. The scent of her boobs was making me mad. And trying to act my best I put my hand on her chest accidentally, rubbing her left boob. But I knew there were people around and so I was under control. After we reached the capital she made me wake up and we walked. ?”“How do you do it?” he asks as they come face to face. His breath close to her face is returned by her ragged on his.“Do what?“Not be scared.”“I find it hard that you are, Mr. Macho,” she says smiling for the first time in many days.“Oh I’m scared, you can believe that,” he says in a voice that only confirms the words. “We’ve seen some shit, but whatever the fuck that is it’s entirely something I’m seriously fucking scared shitless of.”“Well, I would never have guessed that of you,” Katie.
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