Why am I so fucking nervous? One ringtone. Two. He picks up on the third ring. “Hello?” His cool, calm voice causes another delicious, aching warm...h to travel down to my sweet spot. “Ch- Chris?” “Hey, Kitty Kat. What’s up?” My lips curl at the nickname. “I need you again…” I say breathlessly. “I’ll come over in 10," he answers automatically. “I'll leave the door unlocked for you. Just come in when you get here," I hang up before he says anything else. We have an understanding. No relationship.. Night.” He left and I stole away into my room. Marie and Christine had beaten me back. Marie was in her pajamas watching TV, Christine was passed out on our bed. Figures. “Hey, Maya, you look like you had fun.” She giggled. “Chris told you, didn’t she?” Marie nodded and bust into a loud laugh. “I’m gonna shower, alright? Let me know when we get taped again.” “Okay, you do that.” I went into the bathroom and took a good long look at myself. I didn’t look the same, not at all. My eyes were. He immediately called the police on his cell phone. When the police asked him to give them a description of the man he couldn’t, saying that he was too far away to get a good look at him. But he described the man’s car as a red Mazda. When George reads this, he laughs. He has a maroon Toyota. The next two days are uneventful between George and Linda. She does not bother him to eat lunch with her. He hopes it is because she has found someone else to eat with. He does not realize that she is just. .. his tone a little huskier.Instantly, the warmth from his body seems to increase,along with her own. She shifts positions intentionally, forcing her body to 'accidentally' rub across him again,this time with no apology, and she senses him leaning slightly into her. The subtlest arch of her back... butt pressing into him...just enough to make him wonder whether it is intentional, or his imagination. The thrill of the tease causes her blood to rise and the skin of her neck to flush pink.As if.