It’s my own blend, he said, going on to explain as she passed it back. They began chatting and found they had similar backgrounds. Both were relativ... newcomers in town and were self-employed, she was a writer he discovered, another of his passions. He was intrigued. The scent of her perfume was an exotic, slightly floral spice, a delicious scent to him. She was just lovely. A sudden breeze gusted and blew a strand of hair across her face. She automatically reached up, only to find his fingers. You can tell I am getting closer too. If it wasn’t my body giving it away, it would have to be my moans, sighs, and my breathy “Oh God” over and over that lets you know. Your respond by saying “Oh, yeah! Come on, baby! Come for me!” as you drive your dick harder and faster into me. That’s all it takes for me to let loose with such force that I nearly lose my balance! My knees go weak and I feel like the world is fading and spinning as I enjoy wave after wave of the most incredible feeling that. I put my arm around her. We walked to her apartment door, one of about four on the floor. I remember the door, so like NY apartment doors in those days. It was dark green, had a gold A decal, and a round view port of glass circled in brass. The brass door plate had a key hole, plus there was another lock just above it. Louisa put her hand on my face again. She quietly unlocked both locks. She said, we have to be quiet, mother will be asleep. I was taken aback, this grown up, beautiful. ”“You’ve known me him that long?” I asked surprised.“Yeah,” she said between bites of broccoli. “He always asked me out but I turned him down.”“Why?”“I had a boyfriend,” she said shrugging her shoulder, “besides my mom paid him to help me so I could pass my classes and SATs and get into college. I thought that was payment enough.”I chewed my food and thought maybe Mr. Burkle fucked me because Mom would never go out with him. It made me mad that he was living out his fantasy through fucking me.