Three
I was sweating through my shirt when Mike knocked on my door. I like hot showers. I threw on my best jumper, not because it was cold, but because it was one of those really soft materials that feels all snugly. I knew my limitations. I wasn't butch and I wasn't a stud, so if there was going to be available cute around, I was shooting for cuddly but without the padding.
So I exit via the garage roll-a-door because it's easier than fighting the always stuck front door. I duck out from under it and Lisa is standing there, busting out of her lycra top and skin tight three quarters in most of the right places. She's got this cheeky grin that manages to say anything you want it to and I found it hard to make it say anything that was appropriate.
'Hey Des,' she said arching an eyebrow and a shoulder. I heard the words she said, but there was a whole other meaning behind them. It took an effort to pull my gaze away from just licked lips and onto the girl hiding unsuccessfully behind her.
The bag-like purple dress billowed out from behind both sides of Lisa making it hard to tell exactly what was inside it.
'This is my friend, Nina,' said Lisa trying to step out of the way.
'Hi,' I said.
It could have been the very first time Nina had ever been outdoors such was the chalky whiteness of her skin. This impression may have been accentuated by the purple bag and Lisa's tan, but I didn't think it likely.
'Hi,' she said through a giggle and scuttled (unsuccessfully) behind Lisa again.
'Ready?' said Mike, coming around from the unanswered front door.
'Yeah, I guess.' I was having serious concerns about Nina's age but I could hardly raise them in front of her and already I was questioning the wisdom of relaxing my no setups rule.
It looked likely the girls were going to get into a fistfight as they tussled over who was going to suffer the indignity of sitting in the back with me so I settled the dilemma for them and hopped in the front. Mike took it in his stride, as he did everything else and we set off into unchartered territory.
So I exit via the garage roll-a-door because it's easier than fighting the always stuck front door. I duck out from under it and Lisa is standing there, busting out of her lycra top and skin tight three quarters in most of the right places. She's got this cheeky grin that manages to say anything you want it to and I found it hard to make it say anything that was appropriate.
'Hey Des,' she said arching an eyebrow and a shoulder. I heard the words she said, but there was a whole other meaning behind them. It took an effort to pull my gaze away from just licked lips and onto the girl hiding unsuccessfully behind her.
The bag-like purple dress billowed out from behind both sides of Lisa making it hard to tell exactly what was inside it.
'This is my friend, Nina,' said Lisa trying to step out of the way.
'Hi,' I said.
It could have been the very first time Nina had ever been outdoors such was the chalky whiteness of her skin. This impression may have been accentuated by the purple bag and Lisa's tan, but I didn't think it likely.
'Hi,' she said through a giggle and scuttled (unsuccessfully) behind Lisa again.
'Ready?' said Mike, coming around from the unanswered front door.
'Yeah, I guess.' I was having serious concerns about Nina's age but I could hardly raise them in front of her and already I was questioning the wisdom of relaxing my no setups rule.
It looked likely the girls were going to get into a fistfight as they tussled over who was going to suffer the indignity of sitting in the back with me so I settled the dilemma for them and hopped in the front. Mike took it in his stride, as he did everything else and we set off into unchartered territory.
© 2004-5 by Des at 9:19 am
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