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    La Mer 4

    La Mer PT 4

     

     

    CH 5

     

     

     

    So I haven’t felt the sun in a while. I feel rejuvenated…having Shane being here with me makes it better. We park under a tree and she goes to by some ices from the ice cream vendor. The clouds big and fluffy, the grass green…the air warm. I watch as she walks away…calm, cool, and very sexy. She struts over to the vendor and orders. I like watching her. Her slender frame, I bite my lip thinking of the ways to make her mine.

     

     

    I won’t push her too hard though. She is coming off a bad breakup. And I could feel her reluctance to jump in with me. Which I really respected about her. I mean I could turn it on and leave her reeling and pull her in…I could. I have done before; I mean I want something I get it. Nothing complex…nothing I couldn’t handle. But sitting here with the earth calling me I wanted to answer… I wanted to say…I don’t want force her. I want her to want me…I want her to melt when I touch her. I want her. She made my day, visit, food, a little piece of her history. No I made up my mind…I had no where to go, nothing to do but get better. And I wasn’t gonna push her…much.

     

     

    Lemon for her, cherry for me. And I can’t help but notice her tongue and the way she licks her ice. I was staring and she smiled a little. So we played this game, lick and look she licks and I look and vice a versa.

     

     

     

    “It’s good right?” She asks.

     

     

    “Yeah I think I got brain freeze.”

     

     

    “Here this works good for it.” She rubs the back of my neck in slow circles. God this was the worst kind of torture. She was making it impossible for me to get myself under control.

     

     

    “Thanks…that feels better.” I mumble.

     

     

    “So tell me about surfing…what you like about it…big wave riding, the rip curl, the best wave you ever had……sorry I know I sound like a groupie.”

     

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