I kiss you again letting my hands feel your firm bottom for the first time. Don’t fight it, I say feeling your hard body next to mine.
I grab your chin and kiss you pushing my tongue in deep. As you try to push away, I feel your triceps tightening under your blouse. I smirk and pull you close, kissing your neck, licking your ear lobe. If he hears anything your dead, you say pointing. I mix two Absoluts and tonics and put the “Cranberries” on your CD very low. You rip the joint out of my hand and take a long draw. Your room is dark and you’ve just checked your E-mail when you turn around and see me sitting in a chair.