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God I hate this. This uneasy silence. Why doesn't she talk? I've probably annoyed her with my incessive ranting. She probably thinks I'm some stuck-up snob whom daddy buys everything for. She probably thinks I'm a prissy, danty thing who screams when I break a nail. I'm just trying to make light conversation. The least she can do is nod her head or make a noise... something! I know she has to concentrate on the road, but she can at least give me some sign that she knows I exist. I'm just trying to take the edge off. I don't care if she even yells at me to shut up at least I'll know she's heard my voice. Anything's better than this silence.

It starts to rain and she slowly puts the top up without taking her eyes of the road. The heaviness of the rain has soaked me. She turns her windshield wipers on and her brights to penetrate the depth of night. Then, in one swift movement, she reaches behind my seat and grabs a navy blue beach towel with her name embroidered on it in cursive gold lettering and hands it to me.

"Here. You're soaked." She says to me, with a flat tone.

As I dry myself, she reaches down and turns the radio on. Surprisingly, it's my favorite station, beautiful classical music. Old classics; Bach, Beethove, Mozart and other wonderful works from today’s artists.

"If you're tired, there's a handle on the side of that seat, pull it toward you and the seat will lean back." She says with the same flat tone and still staring hard at the road.

I run my hand along the side of the seat and find the handle. I pull it up and lean back a little. It's very relaxing and comforting to my back. I put the towel behind my head and make a make-shift pillow from it. I close my eyes and listen to the soothing music. I hear her flip the heater on... it's strange how she's taking care of me when it seems as though she doesn't care at all. I open one eye and watch her. Then I start to see us, us together, sitting on a hill. I'm in her arms and she's kissing my neck; she has the softest eyes and she listens and talks to me. I want to run my fingers through her hair and taste her sweet lips. A smile spreads across my face for the first time in weeks. I close my eyes and fall into a light nap.

I jerk awake as I feel the car stop and hear the engine die. She looks at me and tells me that we're just at a Quickstop gas station. She gets out and I hear her unlock the small door to the gas gage and put the pump in. I'm too tired to raise my head and see if we're in a town or the middle of nowhere. I hear her put the pump back up and shut the gage door. She pops her head back in and throws her keys back in the seat.

"I'll be right back." She says with a still bland tone.

I lie my head back down and listen to the cars passing by and the occasional shouting and screeching of tires. My stomach growls and I look at my watch; 10:48 p.m. No wonder I'm so hungry, I haven't had anything to eat since 3 this afternoon. I hear the small jingle of the bell on the door and see her coming back to the car. When she gets in she gently sets a bottle of my favorite brand of purified water in my lap and sets a bag of chips in between our seats and opens it. She grabs the other bag and starts pulling out other munchies and hands me a small bag of chocolate chip cookies; my favorite. I say thank you in a quiet tone she just nods her head.

I don't understand. How did she know these are my favorite things unless.... she actually listened to me.

"How far away are we from the nearest hotel? Or are we just going to drive all night like before?"

"I don't have the stamina to drive all night again. I asked the cashier, he said it's about another hour or so, so just make yourself comfortable and enjoy the ride." She said with a more caring tone.

I guessed that the lack of sleep was getting to her. I felt the car stop after a while, I wasn't sure of the time. I sat up and looked out the window. We were heading into a small town and we were resting at a stop light for the moment. She looked down at me and gave me a gentle smile which quickly melted away, bringing her ice cold barrier back up. No emotion could show through that barrier. I've always wondered, since we've met, what she was really like? Under that barrier, was she nice? Soft as silk? Sweet as sugar? I wish she'd show it to me, just once I'd love to see her really smile and laugh; have a good time.

"Wake up, we're almost there." She said while shaking me.

"Uh-huh. I know, I'm up." I said with a yawn. "How did you know all this stuff was my favorite?"

"What stuff?" She asked?

"Well, things like the music and the food and water. How did you know?"

She gave me a confusing look. "You think I just sat here and ignored you. If we are to be partners I have to know what you like and don't like." She turned her attention back to the light just as it turned green.

My cheeks started to burn as I realized my question. "Sorry." I say in a whisper.

"No need for apologies, it was just a stupid question."

I chuckled at the remark and put my seat back up, eating some chips.

We finally pulled into the parking lot of a nice hotel called 'Sweet Dreams Inn'. She killed the car, grabbed the bag of chips and got out then locked the doors. We walked into the warm lobby where she went strait to the lobbiest. I knew this scene all to well, all she did was flirt to get a lower price on a better room; it always worked. I figured while she was working her magic, I'd make a quick trip to the ladies room.

When I got into the restroom I didn't realize that tears were staining my cheeks. I grabbed some tissue and started to wipe the tears away. Why was I crying? Maybe I was just to tired. No... that wasn't it. I had a feeling, deep in the pit of my stomach. After getting control of myself I walked back out to find her still flirting with the young clerk behind the desk. My eyes started to fill up again as I covered them with my hands. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around quickly, surprised and a bit scared. A big, hefty, broad black woman stood behind me. Dressed in and old time gown. A big red dress with hoop skirt, dark black panty hose that looked like they were about to burst from their seems, red high heels, red gloves that stretched to just below her elbows and a big red hat with a peacock feather sticking out on one side. With her hair done up small, tight curls.

"Why, what's the matter hun?"

"I don't know."

"Got those girly problems?"

I chuckled a bit. "No, no. Not that at all."

"Then what is it hun? A pretty girl like you don't cry for no reason."

"Do you see that gi-... guy over there at the counter?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I wish, just once, shh-... he'd flirt with me like that. He'd be that interested in me."

"You two friends?"

"We're traveling partners."

"Well, you need to sit down with him and tell him your feelings."

"I don't know. I don't think that'll work."

"Now don't you argue with me young'in. Miss. Mattie knows what she's talkin' 'bout."

"He's not much of a talker."

"Well, make him talk." She says while placing her hands firmly on her hips. "Trust me hun, I'm an old bitty with a lot of experience don't doubt me. Now, if you have any other questions, I'm in room 19 and if one of us checks out before the other here's my number."

She handed me a small slip of pink paper which I stuck in a safe place in my purse. I gave my thanks and bade her goodbye. She walked away toward the elevator and I walked back towards the desk with more control over my emotions.

She turned around with a huge grin on her face. I gave her a puzzling look. She said that since she charmed the hell out of the little girl she got a great discount on a huge, beautiful room.

We walked over to the elevator and waited for it to comeback down to us. She was so silent, I can only wonder what she's thinking about. She's so stern and yet, she can be so warm and caring. Especially when she smiles. She has the greatest smile, one that could warm the coldest heart. Her beautiful navy blue eyes and deep soothing voice could melt any girl to her knees and she took that to her advantage. I couldn't understand her, if she could be so warm; why didn't she show it more often.

We finally got to the huge suite. It was beautiful. Nice white carpet, pale blue walls, white satin curtains. Beautiful lovers lamps on each side of the... bed? Oh my goodness. I hadn't noticed there was only one bed. We were actually going to sleep together? Did she plan this? I had no problem with it but I thought surely she would. Maybe she was planning on sleeping on the floor or the small loveseat. Or wanted me to sleep on one or the other. I walked into the bathroom where she was washing her face.

"You do realize there is only one bed, right?"

"Yeah. So?" She replied.

"Well, I thought for sure that you wouldn't want to sleep in the same bed as me."

"Well, that's what you get for thinking. Plus, it's just for a couple nights. Do you have a problem with it?"

"No, no." I said quickly. She gave me a look of confusion then shook her head and wiped her face dry. I walked out of the doorway and started to unpack our small quotient of stuff that we had brought with us while she looked around some more. I sat on the bed with a content look on my face, it was so soft. She sat on the other side and grabbed the phone and ordered up a 6 pack of Budweiser.

"You shouldn't drink so much." I said in a quiet tone with a tremble in my voice, scared of her response. She remained silent; ignoring me. She opened a drawer on the small night stand next to her and grab the remote for the huge, wide-screen television. She turned it on strait to a porno channel. I covered my eyes at the site while all I heard from her was, "Lovely." in a very irritated tone. I heard her flip through the channels only to hear more moaning, groaning and screaming. She soon turned it off and picked the phone up again, asking them to bring up some decent movies with her beer. She asked me which movies I'd like to see for the night. I told her just one; 'The Fifth Element'. She told the desk clerk then gave her some other ones she'd like to see.

Within five minutes the movies and beer were delivered. She brought the stuff in and set the tapes in front of me and told me to choose one while she sat on the other side and immideatly opened a beer and started chugging it. I put 'The Fifth Element' in first cause she said that she had never seen it before, let alone heard of it. At first she wasn’t very interested in it, but as it progressed and she heard more about the military action, she was glued. After the movie had ended she popped in one of the other one that she had wanted, it was called 'Black Hawk Down'. It was an alright movie, I just don't like a lot of war movies. Half way through it, she remembered she still had half a beer, she took a slug then spit it back into the bottle and made a weird face that I couldn't help giggling at. She got up while mumbling ,"Yuck. Warm beer." threw it away then popped open another one.

As soon as the movie ended she was finished with the beer and looked like she was ready to sleep. She lie face down on her pillow barely moaning. I looked down on her and saw her shoulders, they were a knot. I reached over hesitantly and started to rub them. She started to moan. I put both hands on her shoulders and applied enough pressure to massage them. She turned her head toward me with her eyes closed. Still moaning and sighing with relief. After 15 to 20 minutes of this she finally fell asleep. I looked at her sleeping form for a minute or so. She was like a child, so innocent when asleep. I giggled a bit then got up and pulled the sheets over her then turned out the light next to her. I went in the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I came out, I rummaged through my small bag, looking for my nightgown. I finally found the it. It was silk, a light teal that ran all the way down to my calves and long sleeved. I changed into that and slipped in under the covers. They were already warm from her body heat. I lied down and fell asleep fast.

The sunlight poured in and awoke me. I shoved the sheets off in a sweaty mess. I rolled over to find that she wasn't there. I sat up and looked around the room then I saw a half bouquet of red roses sitting on my sides' nightstand. I picked them up and smelled the freshness. I looked at the tag to see who they were from. A secret admire perhaps? I almost fainted when I saw the name. It was her! It read: "Thanks for the massage, I really needed it. I'm downstairs having breakfast, feel free to join me." My head was spinning. I can't believe. Can this be true?

I stumbled into the bathroom and checked my eyes. Then I pinched myself to make sure it wasn't a dream. I started to wash my face then brush my hair and put some make-up on. Then I went back into the room and rummaged through my bag and found one of my new dresses that I had bought and not worn yet. It's a long dark red one piece dress. It came just below my knees. The top looks like a halter-top but with one sleeve which comes out into a crossing top across the halter. And one long slit up the side of my right leg. "Hmmm, I wonder if this is a little to classy? It is only breakfast." I slip on my high heels, put the roses into some water and walk down the hallway and into the elevator.

I see her sitting against the far wall in the corner, away from everybody. She loves her privacy. She calmly sips her coffee and reads the morning paper. I walk over and sit down calmly, hoping to not disturb her. She folds the paper to a certain place and shoves it to me gently. While I read the paper she calls the waitress over.

"So, what would you two lovebirds like?" The waitress asks while flipping to another page in her little pocket notepad. My head shoots up quickly, then I hear her voice.

"I'll have another coffee please, black with two sugars." She says with a surprisingly caring voice. I give her a puzzling look then turn to the waitress who's waiting for me. I hear her tell me to order in a very soft tone. I order some tea with a lemon and a stack of pancakes with rasbarry syrup. She jots it down and tells me that it'll be ready in about 10 minutes. I nod my head then turn and look at her, she's keeps watching me with those deep blue eyes. They're so beautiful, irrisistable. She has her chin resting on her hands which are locked together. I try to resist her eyes and read the article in the newspaper.

"Another one." I say quietly. She only nods her head. "Thank you for those beautiful roses. You didn't have to go that far though." I say still looking down at the paper.

"I always repay my debts."

"I never said that you were in debt."

"Look, if you want me to take them back..."

"No, no! Just telling you."

"And I'm just telling you, accept it."

We stay quiet for the time being as I read the rest of the article then give it back to her. She sets it at her side and we wait for our orders which finally come about five minutes later. I can feel her eyes on me as I eat. I wonder if she's aggravated with me? I'm eating pretty slow, maybe I should hurry a bit. "There's no need to hurry." She says with that same soft tone. I look at her and slow down. As I set my fork down and take a sip of my tea, she picks up the fork and gets a big slab of my pancake, rolls it in the rasbarry syrup and eats it. She sets the fork down and takes a drink of her coffee then gets up and walks to the bathroom. I look at my food as the initial shock passes. I eat the rest of my food and wait for her.

She comes back and starts cleaning up our little mess. "For such a small girl, you sure have a big appetite." She says with a smile. She then grabs one of my unused napkins and wipes the corner of my mouth. I stare at her in amazement as she gives me the warmest smile then sits back down. God, my heart is beating a mile a minute. I feel so flighty, giggly, like a little school girl. How can she do this to me? Make me feel this way? She must be on PMS, 'cause I've never met a woman that can have so many mood swings on a regular basis.

"You're very beautiful."

I snap my head up at her and look into those sparkling eyes. "That came out of nowhere." I think to myself.

"Thank you. You're very handsome." I say quietly, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.

She gives me a calming smile. "Thanks. That woman you were talking to yesterday when I was checking in, the heavy-set woman. Is she a friend of yours?"

I think for a moment then remember who she's talking about. "Oh, her name is Miss Mattie. No, she's not a friend. Just and old friendly chatterbox."

"She seemed nice."

"She is."

"What did you two talk about?"

"Oh, you know, girl things. Things you wouldn't be interested in."

She nods her head and sips the rest of her coffee. I drink the rest of my tea and set it down. I see her eyeing the lemon and I offer it to her which she happy takes. She sticks it in her mouth and sucks on it till it's dry then smiles at me with it still in her mouth. I can't help but to bust out laugh loudly. She starts laughing too and drops the lemon into her hand. She drops it back into my now empty cup still laughing. The waitress comes over and picks up our plates and cups and asks if we need anything else. To my surprise my partner asks for a big slice of strawberry cheesecake with two forks. I look at her quizzically while she just smiles.

"Why didn't you just get two pieces of cheesecake?"

"You know, there are some questions best left unanswered."

I put my head in my hand as I hear her chuckle and the plate being set on the table. I pick up the fork and take a small bite. Man, I don't know if I can eat much more. It's a very big slice and those were a lot of pancakes. I set my fork down and lean back a little, watching her eat huge bites. Ha, so much for table manners. Soon she gets a small bit on her fork and gives it to me. I look at the fork then at her. She gives me that same heart-warming smile.

"Go on."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm not trying to kill you, just eat."

I take the bite as she eases it into my mouth and then pulls back out very slowly. I giggle a bit as I eat it. She watches me like a hawk and I smile back at her. She keeps picking up small pieces and feeding them to me as I gently take them into my mouth. This seems to make her happy for some odd reason, so I let her keep doing it. She takes a bite, then she gives me a bite.

I've never met anybody so complex. As she feeds me the last bite and sets the fork down, I feel eyes on me. I look around the room and see everybody giving us puppy eyes and smiling so warmly. I feel my cheeks begin to burn and my mouth become dry. Yet, it doesn't seem to phase her one bit. I take the napkin and wipe my mouth then to show her a thank you I wipe hers as well. The waitress comes back up to us and gives her the check.

"You two are so sweet. Not many people would come here and express they're feelings in front of so many strangers." She says with a huge smile then takes our dishes away.

I look at her with wide eyes then at my partner who is checking the bill. As she stands up and walks up to the cashier I grab my purse and get up as well setting a five on the table for the tip. She pays cashier and we leave. She keeps her head high as we walk back to our room, those cold piercing eyes stay on the walkway.

"Oh boy, I'm so stuffed. I feel like a Thanksgiving turkey."

"Well, you did eat a lot. I'm just glad you're not one of those types that always orders water and one cruton." She says with that wonderful smile of hers. I don't think I'll ever be able to understand her. She can turn from hard to soft, from soft to hard so fast. How does she even keep up with herself? "I'm guessing we both need to lay down, I'm not the biggest fan of Strawberry cheesecake and I don’t think it's agreeing with my stomach." She says while opening our door and letting me in first. I giggle at her little remark and walk in with a quiet thank you.

I lie down on the bed on my side as I see her sit on the other side. She looks likes she's in deep thought, a meditating state. Then she gets up and walks to the icebox and pulls out four bottles of the remaining beer then she looks at me.

"You don't like it when I drink, do you?"

This question shocked me as I sat up. "Truthfully, not really."

"Why? Do I get loud? Angry? Do I hurt you?"

"No, no. You just get a little tipsy and I'm just scared about your driving."

"Is that all?"

"Yeah, that's about it. You're always very quiet when you drink. I'm just scared about your driving performance."

"Alright then." She says as she walks over to the garbage can and throws them all away.

"Well, you didn't have to do that. I don't mind if you drink."

"No. If it does scare you to see me drive after I drink them I'm not doing it any more. I never wanted to scare you, plus I do need to stop drinking and do more training." She says as she slides on the bed close to me. Then lies down. I give her a warm smile then close my eyes.

"When are we leaving?" I ask, my eyes still closed.

"Well, we're ahead of schedule. Probably another day or two. Is that ok?"

"That's just fine." I say. As I'm about to fall into that well known void of sleep I feel the silk sheet being pulled over my body. I'm too tired to look at what's happening but then I hear her fluffing her pillow and lying down on it, then a steady breathing.

I wake up around 3:00 pm to an empty bed. I look up and see her sitting on the loveseat and watching the news. I turn over, wanting more sleep. She turns the television down and to another news channel. About 10 minutes later, I realized my struggle for more sleep was slipping, so with a heavy sigh I sit up. I lay my head against the wall, trying to wipe the blur from my vision.

"God, you look like Hell." She says with a sarcastic voice. I look at her through my unruly hair and give her a caring finger. I hear her start to laugh, to my surprise! I thought for sure she would get mad and either stay quiet and not talk to me, or yell. I was so relived when I heard that chuckle of hers. I toss the covers off and sling my legs over the side of the bed then walk into the bathroom. 10 minutes later I come out with my hair tied back in a red bow and wearing my one piece bathing suit with a hotel towel thrown over my shoulder. I look at her and see her eyeing me down with her jaw dropped.

"I'm going for a swim. You want to join me? It really relaxes the muscles and nerves." I say while wrapping the towel around my waist.

"Uh...umm...I-I'm not much of a water person."

"You sure?" I ask as she nods her head with her jaw still half way to the floor. "Ok. If you need me, you know where I am." I say then walk out the door.

The water is so cool against my face. So soft against my body. Surprisingly, nobody's out here. It's such a wonderful day to swim. I remember when I used to go swimming with my friends. We always went skinny dipping in my privet pool. I tap the end of the pool and turn around and push off, heading toward the other end. After doing a good 20 laps I stop at one of the ends and take a breather. Suddenly I hear some clapping. I rub my eyes and look around and see her. She's sitting on one of the lawn chairs with a smile.

"How long have you been here?" I ask.

"Long enough."

I roll my eyes, get out of the pool and start to dry off. I try to avoid her look but I know she can't keep her eyes off of me which I find hard to believe. I thought she didn't like me? Or only saw me as a partner, nothing more. I wonder what brought on the sudden change?

"Just because I'm here doesn't mean you have to get out." She says while slicking her hair back.

"It's not you. I just want to tan for a bit." I lay out my towel and lie down on it on my stomach.

"You're gonna burn."

"Not if you do me a favor." I say with a light tone; holding out the sun block lotion to her. I feel her take it and move my hair slowly off my back and start to rub it all over my shoulders and back. When she stops I give her a light thank you and close my eyes. From then I don't know if she's gone or if she's still there. When I feel my skin begin to fry I turn over and sit up. I stand up and stretch then look over to the other side of the pool and see her sitting on the edge with her pant legs rolled up and her feet in the water.

"I thought you weren't a water person."

"You don't see me swimming do you?"

"Smart a**."

"Thank you."

I wrap my towel around my waist again and walk over to her and sit down by her.

"You're not getting back in?" She asks.

"Not right now. I might later, or come back out tomorrow."

We sit in silence, enjoying each others company. I dip my feet in the water with hers and watch the ripples. I'm reading what they say when she nudges me.

"You there?"

"Hm? Oh, just looking at the ripples."

"You looked like you were in a trance."

"No, just reading the story."

"What story?"

"Ripples always tell a story. They sing songs and dance. They can tell you anything you need to know, as long as you know how to read them." I say, looking into her beautiful eyes.

"Really? Well, if I ask a question, will you tell me what they say?" She asks, looking into my eyes. I nod my head as she proceeds. "Will we find what we're looking for?" She asks the water and I stare at the ripples. I can hear her heavy breath as well as feel her auora surrounding me. I look back up at her with the answer and am swallowed by those tempting eyes of hers. She stares at me with such a look. A look that could melt an ice-burg at the North Pole. She also has a crooked smile. A smirk, if you will. She leans closer as my breath is caught. I sit there, not knowing what to do. I feel like a trapped animal, about to be pounced upon. Every muscle is locked. I can feel her hot breath on my lips...

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know anybody was here." A shaky voice speaks. We both look at the intruder, then back at each other. I smile and she makes a small chuckle. She stands up then helps me up.

"Don't worry about it," she says. "we were just about to leave anyway." She grabs her shoes and socks while I grab my sun-block and leave.

We enter our room as I head for the bathroom to dry off. She sits on the bed and watches the news. I come back out in a pair of Daisy Duke jean shorts which are tattered at the bottom and a light blue button-up tank top that's tide at the bottom, showing my entire mid-drift. As well as the top button un-done, showing my perky cleavage. And my hair tied back into a yellow bow. I sit on the bed and look at the newspaper she bought this morning. I look at her from the corner of my eye, she's staring at me...more like my cleavage. Don't get me wrong, I never show my goods but sometimes, it's fun to flaunt it. Especially to people who drool! As I turn the page, she turns away fast; acting as if she's was watching the news the entire time and hasn't even noticed me yet. I giggle at the way she acts and keep reading.

"What are you laughing at? Comics?" She asks.

"Yeah, Garfield." I lie.

She flips through the channels, watching the other news channels. She turns it on cartoons for a bit and I set the newspaper down and watch. I haven't watched these since I was 12. I forgot how funny and relaxing they were. She flips through, looking for different cartoon stations when she happens upon a porno!

"I didn't know those come on this time of day!" I say with my jaw dropped and my eyes wide open.

"Only on the satellite stations. The hotel orders them specifically for the suits." She says with her eyes glued to the movie.

"I thought they gave us movies for that stuff."

"No, it's advanced a little. You only have the movies if the satellite goes out. A back-up."

I roll my eyes and pick the paper back up. I hear the porno and try to block it out. I finally put the paper down and get up, putting my sandals on. "I'm going out for a small walk. I'll be back later. Don't have too much fun now." I joke. She looks up at me and smirks as I grab my sunglasses and walk out the door.

When I come back about an hour later. I see her still watching some porno and am very surprised. "You can actually watch that stuff without.... ya know."

"Without what?" She asks sarcastically with a slight smile.

I c**k my neck and narrow my eyes. "You know what I mean."

"No I don't. What do you mean?" She asks, her smile growing wider.

"I'm not even going to get into this." I say as I sit down and start taking my shoes off. I hear her chuckle then turn back around. I roll my eyes a lie down on the bed.

"I'm guessing you don't want to watch this." She says as she picks up the remote and gives it to me. "I'm going to take a shower, watch what you want."

I watch her get up and rummage through her bag for some new clothes. Once she's satisfied with her haul she walks into the bathroom and locks the door.

When I here the shower start and keep going for a bit, I turn it to another station with more porno. This one having just a newly-wed couple making love in the candle light. I smile to myself and am glad that it's that instead of some pretty, air-headed blonde with the pool boy. I start to get hot and I get up and turn the air conditioner up a bit. I sit back down to watch the movie and find myself under the covers a couple minutes later. I feel myself breathing harder as I hear the woman panting and moaning. I close my eyes and see myself in a clouded room with another. She's my dream woman. I never can see her face but her touch is wonderful. Suddenly I come back to reality and find myself touching every inch of my body. My underwear soaked with my juices, I blush and start rubbing myself. Letting the pleasure overwhelm my body. Letting sighs and moans of pleasure escape my mouth. I rub myself harder and am on the brink of coming. I pinch my nipples with my free hand and let go of everything. Everything leaking out through all sides. I sigh with content and fall into a light sleep.

I wake up to her face right above my own and freak! "AHH! Don't do that!"

"Looks like somebody had a bit of fun... ha ha.." She walks away chuckling as my face gets redder with embarrassment as I realized that my chest is bared for all the world to see. I desperatly try to cover up as she looks out the window giving me my time...

I can hear her chuckling. I growl and curse at myself then get up and go wash off. I hear her turn the channels to cartoons and fix the bed a bit. I come out with my face still as red as a stop sign. I sit down on the bed with a new pair of clean underwear on and a nightgown on. "I-I'm sorry..." I say looking down with embarrassment. She looks down at me with soft eyes.

“What are you sorry about? Just because that turned you on doesn’t mean you should be embarrassed about it.” She smiles sweetly with a glint in her eye. “That turned me on just as much as it did you.”

“You don’t show it.”

“That’s because I’m good. Why do you think I got into the shower in such a hurry... hmm?” She starts to laugh which makes me feel so much more comfortable. I give a slight chuckle and slide back on the bed and under the covers, watching whatever she has on.

She turns the channel to a cooking show then looks over at me. “Damn, I’m hungry.” I giggle at her hungry look. “Well, it’s about dinner time, let’s go downstairs.” She smiles and turns the television off.

I slip off the bed and change into a light blue, slip-on dress, then put my sandals on. She grabs her wallet and heads for the door, holding it open for me.

When we finally get down to the small restaurant our waitress is the same girl that worked behind the front desk. “Well hello! Are you two having a nice honeymoon?” She asks with a cheesy grin. I look up at my partner as she rubs her head and gives a nervous laugh.

“Could we just have our menus please?” She asks still with a nervous voice.

“Sure, be right back hunny.” The waitress winks at her then walks away gleefully.

“Honeymoon? We are on our honeymoon...” I say with a whisper, containing the urge to beat her to death.

“Yeah, well... I got it for a nice low price.”

“Sometimes you’re just too sad for words.”

“Gee thanks...”

I watch the waitress come back with two big, brown menus with the words ‘Sweet Dreams Inn’ written in big gold letters across the front and a park avenue font.

“Here you are.” She says while laying down the menus and popping her gum. “And what would you like to drink?”

“Ice tea please, with lemon.” I order.

“Um... how about the same, and could you bring some sweetener, there’s none here.”

She nods with a smile then walks off cheerfully.

We each pick one up and stay silent for about five minutes as we try to decide what to eat.

She comes back with our drinks and seven packets of sweetener just as we both set down our menus, ready to order. “So, are you two ready to order?” She asks as she sets our drinks down in front of us.

“Yes, I’ll have the yellow puffer fish please.” I order then hand my menu to her. I watch her scribble the order down then turn to the other with a big smile.

“Steak, medium rare please.”

“Side dishes? They are, mashed potatoes, rice or any vegetable or mix vegetable.”

“Mashed potatoes please.”

She nods again with a cheerful smile and walks off to serve another customer.

A couple more minutes of silence pass as I sip my drink. She puts all the 7 packets of sweetener in her tea. Then takes a big gulp. I shake my head. She’s going to be so wired. I look down, then look back up to see her sucking on her lemon and looking around. We make eye contact and she smiles with the lemon still in her mouth. I bust up laughing and get some looks from the others at the tables closest to us. She takes out the lemon and sets it down on her napkin; completely sucked dry. I finally calm down and smile at her. She takes the lemon off of my glass and does the same. Our food finally arrives and she chows down as I take small bites and savor the taste