The summer of 69
When something else was in the air ;)
Chapter 4
I was all set. I felt a little over dresses I guess it was Charllie’s sl**ty influence on me. I stuffed my bed with pillows and set my recorder machine to activate when the door opens. I grabbed by coat and opened the window, crawled out and jumped. I ran out the back down the street and before I knew it I was on the beach. I saw patrol monitoring the stretch near the water. I went up in the scrub watching them carefully making sure they didn’t see me. I got passed them then walked through the dark shallow waters on along the sand. I got to the crashed hotel then walked around the other side, not knowing where Riley was. I checked my watch it was 10:32. I stood there, then I felt hands on my waist, “raaahhh,” it was Riley.
“Sh**t,” I gasped.
He spun me round and kissed me slowly and gently. After that kiss I felt as though we were something. He pulled away grabbed my hand and lead me around the other side of the trashed place. There was a door. He took me in and we went up many stairs in to dark. I was a bit scared but riley was there so I felt more confident. We got to a long hallway and he led me into the third room down. He turned a small light on and there was a big bed, it looked as though it had never been slept in. and a table nicely set with a meal on it and then just to top it off a spa with beers already waiting to be drunk and waiting for me to get smashed. My face lit up. He hugged me then kissed me, his hand slid down me slowly down me, he lifted up my dress to find my sexy little undies. His hand went up inside my dress and back down; he laid me gently on the bed. He hopped on top of me and kissed my neck. He felt me up rapidly. I pulled away “I’m Hungary,” I said trying to fit in a breath.
“OK,” he said rather disappointedly.
“Well,” I said. “Are you gonna hop of me or what?” I said confused of my actions. He got up feeling down my arm till he got to my hand; he grabbed it and pulled me up. “What are waving,” I said.
“Take a look for yourself,” I said. I don’t think he was very happy that I didn’t want to continue, I suppose. I sat down at the old furniture. We ate in peace, that’s what made me realise that I don’t think he wanted me to come here for the mean but for something else of his own pleasure.
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