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    Reconciliation-Part 3

    Helena simply responded as she leaned in to kiss her for the first time, “I am your date for the night. That is the only thing that is important”. The kiss was slow and sensual and caused both heads to swirl and both bodies to heat.

    “Oba! Oba!” declared Raquel as she fanned herself from the heat rising from within. “I think I might want to marry you after tonight”, she flirted as she leaned into Helena for a second and deeper kiss. 

    Both smiled at each other and walked off the back patio down steps that lead to the beach. As they walked down to the beach, the valet Patrick offered to walk with them to Helena’s house. Helena smiled and indicated they would be fine alone. As they walked along the beach they compared stories of beaches they loved to visit in Brazil. Raquel told Helena of her favorite, a small remote beach that was a native secret. Jericoacoara, or simply Jeri, was a remote fishing beach with white powdery sand, crystal clear waters and best of all was away for all the hustle, bustle and tourists.  Before Helena knew what was happening, Rachel ran along the beach and completed a series cartwheels and front handsprings. Helena watched in amazement as she danced to music that was only in her head. She tried very hard to get a reluctant and reserved Helena to join in her erotic and exotic dance. All Helena could do with this display of energy was to applaud and muster up several out loud laughs. It had been a long time since Helena had laughed so hard with a date. Not since, she stopped at the thought…she dared not think the name. Not tonight. Tonight she was going to enjoy the sights, sounds and tastes of Brazil.

    After the exhaustive climb up the stairs to her house, Helena opened her door and held the door open to let Raquel pass through. Without Helena’s knowledge, on the way up the stairs Raquel had stripped off her blouse and was only wearing her from fitting miniskirt. Her top and stiletto heels were in hand. As she slowly brushed past Helena her erect nipples grazed Helena’s arm. Helena admired the uninhibited spirit she so freely displayed. She realized quickly that Raquel had the body to back up her showiness.  Once Helena stepped in and closed the door, she pulled Raquel back to get a longer taste of her lips. Raquel pinned her against the door with her body. She ran her fingers over Helena’s blouse feeling her hardened nipples. Helena moaned from the touch and hungered for more. From there Raquel moved down across her taunt abdomen and unzipped the jeans that clung to Helena’s form. Both moaned as Raquel’s long and slender fingers found the wetness that Helena had been hiding all evening.

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    1. Damn, Helena needs some therapy!!! She is in a world of hurt after her break-up with Dylan and is completely shut down emotionally. Unless of course you plan on bringing Dylan back and allowing the couple to work through their issues — that would be much better than therapy!!! Is this going to be Dylena or am I lost in my fantasies again??? More please!

    2. You go Helens, then keep going, that super model will be moving along in a few day anyway. Poor Hells has to have time to recover and figure out what she wants now before jumping into another relationship. Thank you, Md

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