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CHAPTER 70


 "So, tell me about this friend of yours from the airport."

I wasn't sure I heard her right. After the way we had just made love,
and after she said that she had never given herself to anyone like she
had to me, was she actually asking me about another guy?
I sat up quickly and said, "Marla! Why are you asking me about someone
else. Am I doing something wrong?"
Suddenly she jumped on top of me and began giggling, kissing, and
hugging me, then she said, "No, silly, I'm just teasing you. Lay back
down, I want to tell you some things, and I need to ask you some
questions."
Relieved, I lay back, and she was again in my arms. We began with a
long kiss that left me a little breathless, then she said, "Pete, I
said that we shouldn't fall in love with each other, but as I'm sure
you can tell, I have strong feelings for you. Do you have feelings for
me as well?"
"Of course I do."
"Is it because we're making love?"
"No, it's more than that."
"How is it more? Can you tell me how you feel about being with me?" 
I thought for a long time before I answered, then I pulled her tighter
to me, and I said, "That's a difficult thing to put into words."
"Okay, let me ask it this way. Would you like to be with me for a long
time?"
"Yes, I would. As I lay here next to you, I'm so glad to be here, I
can't think of anything else. I don't know if being with a girl as
exciting and beautiful as you are, would ever get old, but you're such
a turn-on, I can't imagine it ever would. Does that answer your
question?"
She shook her head before she answered, then she said, "Jesus Christ
Pete, you keep talking like that and you're gonna get laid." Then she
threw back her head, laughed out loud, said, "Again," and she jumped
on top of me and began raining kisses everywhere.
We played for a while, then I pushed her on her back and said, "Why
don't you lay here and rest for a while. I want to make love to your
body."
"Oh God Pete, please do. While you're at it, I'll be thinking about
what you just said to me."
I kissed her, then I kissed her eyes closed and continued kissing, and
touching my tongue around her lips, nose and mouth. She parted her
lips and I touched my tongue to them and began licking around and
beneath them. I couldn't believe how quickly she responded. Her
breathing became ragged, and several times she reached for me and
tried to pull me closer. But as soon as she tried, I would take her
hands away and place them at her sides. I hadn't been touching her
with anything but my tongue, and I moved down to her breasts. I cupped
one in my hands and put my lips on her nipple. I couldn't believe hard
it was. I pressed my lips together and sucked on it, and when I did,
she moaned slightly, and almost under her breath, she said, "More!" So
I sucked even harder and brought my teeth together on it. She jumped a
little at first, then she whispered, "Bite it Pete," and did something
surprising. She grabbed her other nipple and began pinching and
pulling on it. I bit down slightly on the nipple in my mouth, and she
arched her back, grabbed my head with her free hand, and pulled me
tight against her. After a few seconds she cried, "Harder, Pete.
Harder!" 
My face was so tight against her I could barely breath, but she was
insistent, so I sucked harder still, bit down more, and rolled her
nipple between my teeth.
She made a grunting sound and her body began to jerk. I started to
worry about her, so I let go of her nipple and tried to pull away, but
she was holding me so tight I had to pull her arm off me so I could
sit up. 
Her free hand quickly went to the nipple I had just let go, and she
began pulling on it as well. She seemed to be in some kind of frenzy,
so I grabbed both her hands and pulled them off her, then I leaned
across her chest so she couldn't touch herself, and hugged her
tightly. She threw her arms around me and it was a full minute before
she calmed down enough to say, "Oh God, Oh my God. I can't believe it,
I actually came."
I sat up and looked at her nipples. They were red and puffy, but they
seemed okay, so I bent and softly kissed them both. When I sat up she
was lying back with her eyes closed. I asked, "You okay?"
"Uh huh. I don't ever remember my breasts being so sensitive. I didn't
uhh, scare you did I?"
"Well, I was kind of worried I was hurting you, or you were hurting
yourself."
	She looked at me and said, "I-I don't know what got into me. I
can't remember ever being this horny."
"Has it worn off yet?"
"Uhh, no, what do you have in mind?"
"Close your eyes and relax. I'll show you."
	She lay back and closed her eyes. I was awed again by how
beautiful her body is. I positioned myself alongside her, then I took
the fingers of my left hand and spread the petals of her outer lips. I
know she said she was horny, but when I got close to her, I was amazed
at the heat coming off her body. I got close to her pussy, and I
lightly touched my tongue in and around the area. Every time I did,
her muscles tightened and she made little moaning noises. The aroma
coming from her was wonderful. It was a mixture of soap from the
shower and her own rich scent. I've found that ever girl has their own
odor. Her's is clean smelling, and very much a turn-on. Her legs were
parted slightly and when I put my right hand between them, she moved
them apart to give me better access. Her pussy was slick from her
recent cum, so I moved my hand around, petting her, touching her, and
occasionally dipping a finger into her vagina. She was obviously
getting worked up, and she began humping my hand. It was very exciting
watching her and I began alternately, rubbing her clit with the
fingers of my left hand, and touching the tip of my tongue to the
place just below it. She began shuddering, and clutching at me, so I
slipped two fingers of my right hand into her pussy. 
She arched her back to accept my hand, made a gargling noise, and
grabbed my arm with both hands. I thought she wanted me to stop.
Instead, she arched her body even higher, and when she was supporting
herself on her shoulders and heels, she tried to force my hand deeper
into her. 
Marla is a strong girl, and I was surprised at how hard she was
pulling on my arm, but my fingers were in as far as they would go, so
I began rubbing her clit with my thumb and moving my fingers inside
her. I was trying to be careful not to press too hard on her clit,
when she surprised me.  She let go of my arm with one hand, and put it
on top of my thumb and pressed down hard! My thumb was really mashing
her clit, and I would have thought it was hurting her, but she
continued the pressure for a few seconds, then her body began to shake
and she uttered a loud "Ooooooh!" and I felt her pussy contract around
my fingers. Her body dropped to the bed and she lay there quivering,
but she was still holding my arm, and her other hand was still on my
thumb. 
I had to pull myself away from her, and when I did, I said, "Are you
okay?"
She didn't answer, she just nodded a bunch of times and lay there with
her eyes closed, opening and closing her mouth.
I asked if she'd like some water, and she nodded some more, so I got
up and got her a glass of cold water from the kitchen. When I
returned, I helped her sit up and she drank most of the glass without
stopping.
She was still shaking, and I said, "That was a big one, wasn't it?" 
In a shaky voice, she answered, "T-T-That was incredible. I didn't
know I could come that hard or that often."
She sat quietly for a minute or two, then she said, Pete, did you uhh,
really mean those things you said to me?"
"Yes, I did. Is that okay?"
She looked at me for a full minute before she answered, "I don't know.
I promised myself I wouldn't fall for you, but after today, I don't
know."
"Do you need some more convincing?"
"No, not for a while. I'm kinda tired, and, umm a little sore. But how
about you? can I do something to--"
I interrupted with, "Not just yet. Why don't we rest for a while."
I pulled the covers over us and I tried to hold her, but her body was
still so hot I moved away a little and held her hand instead. 
We lay there for quite a while. I was tired too, but I was wide awake,
and I kept thinking about her. I realized that I really didn't know
her very well. She seems intelligent and I was impressed by the way
she had treated Desi and Dense. But she had a career in mind. Did I
want to tie myself to someone who was that focused? Those thoughts,
and several others were going through my mind when I felt her let go
of my hand and move it between my legs. My cock jumped in response,
but I was tired, I had already come several times, and I knew it was
going to be a little while before it was ready for more action. So I
got up on my elbow and I asked, "You, uhh, still in the mood?"
"God, Pete. I don't know what's come over me, but I can't get you out
of my mind."
"Can I play with you a little?"
"Uh huh, but be careful, I'm a little tender."
I put my hand between her legs. Her mound was as warm as it was
before, and it was slick with her juices. Her outer lips were swollen
and so was her clit. It was sticking out, and seemed even hotter than
the rest of her. I didn't go inside her, I just ran my hand lightly
over everything, and in a few minutes she went, "Mmmmm, that feels
wonderful." 
I kept it up for a while, then I moved closer to her and began licking
and suckling her nipples. It was amazing to see how quickly she
responded. She was moving around and moaning, and I wasn't even ready
yet, so I thought I'd try something. She was so wet between her legs
everything was slippery, so I moved my hand around until it was
covered with her juices, and instead of probing her pussy with my
fingers, I slipped my thumb inside her pussy, and I started rubbing my
fingers around her anus. When I first touched it, she jumped a little,
but she didn't tell me to stop, so I continued rubbing, stopping every
once in a while to touch the opening. Whenever I did, she would
tighten her butt muscles for a second, but she soon relaxed, and I
began pressing more and more until just the tip of my middle finger
was inside her. I felt a shiver go through her so I stopped moving my
finger and I pushed my thumb deeper inside her pussy. There was a
sharp intake of breath, and she stopped moving, so I let things rest
for a minute. Then little by little I pushed my middle finger deeper
inside her rectum. She lay still, as though she was waiting to see
what would happen, and when my both my finger and my thumb were as
deep inside her as they would go,  I began moving my hand around. Her
mouth was open and she was breathing heavily, but she didn't try to
move my hand away. 
After a minute, I asked, "How does this feel?"
With a nervous little laugh, she answered, "I-It feels strange. Now I
know what a bowling ball must feel like." 
I laughed in return, then, with the fingers of my left hand, I began
massaging her clit. 
She cried, "Oh my God!" and she made a low, groaning noise for a few
minutes, then she whispered, "Pete, umm, take your thumb out."
I did as she asked, and it freed my hand so I was able to push my
middle finger even deeper inside her rectum. When I did, she reached
down and grabbed my arm, but she didn't try to pull my hand out, so I
began moving my finger around inside her. When I first put my finger
in, the tunnel was very tight, but as she got used to things it began
to relax. So I pulled my hand back a little, put my index finger
alongside my middle finger, and slipped them both back inside her. She
gasped, and her tunnel tightened again, but it began to loosen as I
started moving my fingers in and out. She still had hold of my arm,
but she still didn't try to pull it away, instead, she began moving
her body around.
I started to think about what I was doing. Having my fingers in a
girl's ass wasn't erotic, but the fact that she seemed to like it was,
and I felt myself getting hard. 
I played with her that way for a while, and her movements became more
and more exaggerated. Finally she shuddered, her sphincter clamped
tightly on my hand and she gasped. 
Then she stopped moving, and after a minute she said, "Pete, please
take your hand away."
I took my fingers out of her, and I went into the bathroom to wash my
hands. When I came back she had her hand on her butt. She was rubbing
it, and frowning. 
I asked, "What's the matter, didn't you like that?"
"I'm not sure. It was, umm, okay I guess."
Suddenly she got up and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she
lay next to me and pulled the covers up around us.
I stroked her head and asked, "Are you sure you're all right?"
"Uh huh, but I'm tired. We've done a lot of things tonight. Could you
just hold me for a while?"
I pulled her close to me, and we lay there until I felt myself
beginning to relax. I was nearly asleep when she said, "Pete."
"Uh huh."
"You're not, umm, disgusted with me are you?"
"Disgusted! Of course not. Why would you even think that?"
"Because I've been behaving like a sex maniac."
I laughed, then I kissed her on the forehead and said, "No you
haven't. You've been behaving like a girl that's having a good time."
She was quiet for a while, then she said, "Pete."
"Uh huh."
"Where'd you learn to do those things?"
"I took a class at school."
"Bullshit! Okay, you don't have to tell me. But you did some wild
thing to me tonight. Do you know that I actually came when you had
your hand back there?"
"Uh huh. How did it feel?"
"Strange. I used to hear some girls at school say they liked it. But
it always sounded weird."
"None of the guys you've been with ever, umm-" 
"No, the guys I've been with have always been more concerned with
getting themselves off and leaving. You're the first one that's ever
spent this much time making sure I was having a good time. You made me
feel safe, and I've done things with you that I've only fantasized
about."
"You fantasized about anal sex?"
"I don't know if I fantasized about it, but I have to admit I was
curious. And we also did a bunch of other things."
"Which ones did you like?"
"I think I liked the straight sex the best. The blindfold/bondage
thing was interesting, but I guess I wasn't in the mood. Maybe we can
try it again some time. The anal sex was different, and as I said, I
climaxed, but it was kind of mechanical."
"Mechanical? What does that mean?"
"Well, I was curious about how it was going to feel, but I was a
little scared it was going to hurt. It didn't hurt after I calmed
down, but it didn't really feel good. Then you put both fingers in,
and after I relaxed it felt better, but I was thinking that it was
because we were doing something naughty, and I never thought I could
cum. But there must be nerves or something in there, because, almost
against my will, I actually got off. But it wasn't loving; it was sort
of mechanical. Like masturbating with a vibrator. I've seen pictures
of girls on the Internet who had guys cocks in their Asses, and they
seemed to like it. But I don't think I want to try that. Especially
with someone as big as you are."
"Is there anything else you've been fantasizing about?"
"Oh, a couple of things, but why don't we save them for another time."
"Okay, shall we try to get some sleep?"
"Yeah, that sounds like a g --"
She stopped talking because she had moved a little and her arm had
brushed against my cock. It was still about half hard. She giggled,
then she threw off the covers and looked at me. 
She asked, "Is that thing ever soft?"
I was about to answer, but she went down on me, and in about a minute
of her lashing tongue and warm mouth, I was hard as a rock. Then she
lifted her head and asked, "Do you want to come in my mouth?"
"No, I'd like to be inside you."
She said, "Good," and she scrambled on top of me. After she eased me
into her she said, "God Pete you feel good. It would be easy to get
used to this," and she started moving up and down on me. I knew she
was doing this for me, so I concentrated on what was happening, and it
wasn't long before I felt myself get ready. She must have realized it,
and she stepped up the pace. When I finally came, her eyes flew open
and a second later it felt like she came too, and she fell forward on
me. 
I asked, "Are you okay?"
"Uh huh, it's just that, umm. Well, when you came I actually felt your
sperm squirt inside me. I've never felt that before."
"But I thought you said that you got pregnant once?"
"I did, but except for that one night, I always insisted on a condom.
And that time I was very angry and pretty drunk."
She was still lying on me and I was still inside her when she said it,
and I felt her body tense up. So I started stroking her hair and I
whispered, "I'm sure you're mistaken. That's what happened a long time
ago, to a high-school girl named Marie."
She raised her head and looked at me, then she kissed me on the chest
and lay back down. 
The next thing I knew, I was awakened by the sun was coming up. Marla
was still glued to me, but now she was lying alongside me. I got out
of bed to go to the bathroom, and it was freezing in the room. I must
have turned the AC too low, so I turned it off and got back in bed. I
thought Marla was asleep, but when I slid in next to her she put her
leg over me and pulled me close. I was going to go back to sleep, but
she felt so good my cock began to swell. She obviously felt it, and
she began grinding her pelvis against me. Finally she reached down and
took my cock in her hand. It immediately jumped to attention, and she
whispered, "Put some cream on it."
I reached between her legs and touched her. She was pretty dry, so I
said, "But you're not ready!"
She quickly answered, "I'm ready! Hurry up with the cream, I'll be wet
before you know it."
Making love to her this morning was unforgettable. There was no
foreplay at all. I put some of the lubrication cream on my cock and I
was barely finished when she pulled me on top of her. Her hands were
trembling as she guided me inside her, and when I was tight against
her she groaned loudly and wrapped her legs around me. We lay that way
for a few seconds, and when I looked down, her eyes were tightly
closed and she was frowning with intensity. Then she relaxed a bit and
we began to make love. True to her word, she was wet in no time, and
at her urging, we soon began slamming into each other. After a while
it got so violent I was afraid I was hurting her, but she met every
thrust of mine with her own, and she showed no signs of letting up. I
soon realized that this wasn't love-making, it was pure fucking, but I
was soon caught up in it. I knew at this rate I wouldn't last long so
I tried to think of other things, but when I heard her gasp and felt
her pussy tighten on me, I lost control and flooded her insides. I'm
not sure if she was finished, but I collapsed on top of her. When I
did, she tightened her legs around me, and for what seemed like
several minutes I could feel her pussy milking every last drop out of
me.
When it seemed she was finished, I tried to roll off her, but she
whispered, "No! Don't move. I want you to stay in me and on top of
me."
I weigh more than twice what Marla does, and after a few minutes I
began to worry about her, so I rolled off her. She sat up, sighed
deeply and said, "Thanks, you were getting kind of heavy."
I asked, "Are you going to tell me what went on just now?"
She answered, "I wish I could tell you what last night and this
morning meant to me. You were wonderful, and the sex was what I always
knew it could be. I thought about you all night long and when I
finally fell asleep I dreamt about you. I wanted you so badly this
morning I thought I would die."
"Is that why you wanted me to stay on top of you?"
"Sort of. I haven't been with anyone I really like for a long time,
and I just loved the pressure of your body. It almost made me feel
like we were part of each other."
I wanted to kiss her, but I was afraid of my 'morning-mouth' so I
kissed her on top of the head and pulled her close to me. She pulled
up the covers and we lay in silence. I was thinking how great it would
be to wake up with her every day like this, and I closed my eyes.
The next thing I knew, someone was shaking me.
When I opened my eyes, bright sunlight was streaming through the
window, and Marla was standing over me with a steaming cup of
something in her hand. I took it, and it turned out to be some kind of
delicious tea. She sat on the bed and watched me sample it, then she
asked, "What do you think of the taste?"
She was wearing the shirt I had on last night and that was all. My
regular morning hard-on turned into a steel pole, and I set the tea
down and said, "I think I'd rather taste you," and I reached for her.
She jumped up laughing and said, "C'mon, lets get dressed. It's almost
eleven, and I'm starving."
She held her hand out to help me out of bed, but instead of getting up
I threw the covers back. Her eyes got big when she saw my cock
standing at attention. She raised an eyebrow and stared at it for a
few seconds, then she shook her head, grabbed the jar of lube and
crawled up next to me. She kissed my cock a couple times, then she
squeezed a drop of lube on it and smeared it around. She looked up at
me, shook her head again, and crawled on top of me. The outside of her
pussy was dry, but once I was inside her she felt wonderful. She began
moving up and down on me, and I closed my eyes and lay back. 
Morning hard-on's are great. There is nothing like a morning orgasm to
start the day off right, especially when the girl you're with, leans
forward, starts rubbing your nipples and whispers, "This one is for
you. Cum for me baby, cum for me now," and she starts slamming her
body into you.
So, I did as she asked, but it took a while, and when I was ready I
could see that she was starting to get worked up as well. But I was
too far ahead of her and when I exploded inside her, she dropped to my
chest and lay there, panting.
I wrapped my arms around her, and after a minute I asked, "Can I, umm,
do something for you?"
"No, maybe after we get some breakfast we can play a little, but right
now, I'm really hungry."
"Okay, let's rest for a minute, then we can clean up and go eat. In
the meantime I have to check in at home."
I used the phone on the nightstand, and called home. The machine
answered, so I left a message saying that I was okay and I would be
home later. Then I hung up and I had started to call my machine, when
I looked over at Marla. She was looking down at her pussy, and she
seemed to be doing something with her hand. She saw me looking, and
she said, "Jesus, Pete, Look!"
Her pussy, and the whole area around it looked red and swollen. 
I said, "Gee, Marla, you're all red. Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. That's not what I mean, look!"
She had her hand under her pussy and there was a big white glob oozing
slowly out of her. She seemed fascinated by it, and she wiped it onto
her hand. She sat there looking at it, then she seemed to shiver, and
she looked up at me. 
Her expression was blank at first, then her eyes narrowed, and it
looked like she was going to say something. But she seemed to change
her mind, and she got up and went into the bathroom. I heard the water
running in the sink, and suddenly I had to pee, so I followed her. She
was standing at the sink washing her hands, so I used the toilet, and
when I turned around, she was still at the sink, looking at herself in
the mirror. I walked behind her and put my arms around her. My dick
wasn't hard, but it was still partially engorged from the recent
activity, so I tucked it between the cheeks of her butt and snuggled
close to her.
She looked at me in the mirror and said, "I can't believe what a
wonderful lover you are. I came more times in the last twelve hours
than I can remember, I'm exhausted from lack of sleep, my body hurts,
and everything below my waist feels like it's on fire. But your cock
is lying against me and I want you in me so bad I can't stand it."
Almost against my will, my cock jumped when she said it, and began to
swell. When it did, she clenched her teeth and inhaled sharply. So I
pushed her forward until she was supporting herself on the sink, and I
said, "Turnabout is fair play," and I entered her from behind. 
She cried, "Ohhhh, Pete," and she stiffened for a second, then she lay
her head on the countertop, reached behind and grabbed onto me with
both hands. I couldn't believe how hot her pussy was. I was instantly
hard, and when I began to move in and out, she started pulling on me
like she was trying to take all of me inside her. 
I began with slow, short strokes, then I gradually increased the
rhythm until I was pulling almost all the way out of her every time.
She responded by making guttural noises, then she let go of me,
grabbed the faucet on the sink to steady herself, and she raised up on
her tip-toes, to try and get closer to me. Faster and faster I moved.
I tried not to slam into her, because she was leaning on the counter,
and I was afraid she would hurt herself on the edge, but she was
trying so hard to meet my thrusts; she was banging her hips against
it. 
When she started to come, her legs began to shake, and I ended up
holding her up while she writhed around and made gasping noises. Then
her legs gave out completely and she would have dropped to the floor
if I hadn't caught her. 
I carried her to the bed and lay her down. She looked up at me and
tried to say something, but no sound came out, so I pulled the covers
up, kissed her eyes closed and whispered, "Get some rest, I'll go get
us some breakfast."
I jumped in for a quick shower, and when I looked at my dick, there
seemed to be flecks of blood on it, but before I could look close, it
rinsed away. I stayed for a while to let the hot water relax me, and
when I finished I went into the bedroom. Marla and was sound asleep,
and the sun was shining on her. I was struck again by how pretty she
is. Most of the time she's so intense about things, her personality
tends to overwhelm me. But lying here like this, she looked almost
angelic. Thinking about how she had treated Desi, Denise and I this
weekend, my heart went out to her. How could people have treated her
so badly. It made me wish I was older, and able to take care of her.
She was teasing me about Jay, but Jay is a wealthy guy, and he's a lot
smarter than I am. Wouldn't he be the kind of person she should be
with? 
Then a thought hit me. Could I handle it, knowing she was with someone
else? 
Especially someone I knew?
I was thinking about her as I stepped outside. I was a little tired,
but it was a beautiful sunny day, the temperature was in the mid
seventies, and just across the street was an orange tree loaded with
fruit. Suddenly I felt wonderful. I drove to a little place I know
that serves breakfast all day, and I picked up two of their specials.
When I got back to the house I tried to wake Marla, but she was
sleeping so soundly, all I did was cause her to turn over and snuggle
deeper into the covers. So I went into the kitchen, stuck her
breakfast into the fridge and sat down to eat mine. I was just
finishing when the phone rang. After a couple rings Tammy's machine
picked it up and I could hear Tammy's voice say, "Pete or Marla, if
you're there, pick up." So I grabbed the phone, and said hello.
I could tell she was smiling when she said, "Hi! How are things
going?"
"Pretty good. Thanks for letting us use your place."
"I'm not there much anymore. I usually stay at the apartment over the
shop."
"Why do you keep this place?"
	"Well, it's a place to keep extra stuff for the time being."
"The time being?"
"Yes, Tony has asked me again to get married, and he says that if I
will, he'll buy us a new house. Tell me Pete, what do you think I
should do?"
It wasn't really a question, I was pretty sure she had already made up
her mind. I had a sudden pang of jalousie about losing her forever,
but I didn't want to stand in her way, so I said, "I'll miss you, but
I think you should do what's in your heart."
"You're in my heart, my love. As I told you before, you and your
family saved my life. I'll always love you and I'll always be there if
you need me. Tony knows it, and he's okay with it. I guess that's one
of the reasons I love him too."
"So, you're going to marry him?"
"Yes, I think I will."
I said, "Good," and I really meant it. It was the right thing for her
to do. I should have probably dropped things there, but I was a little
sad, and I added, "And I'll always love you too."
The phone was quiet for a while, then she hung up. I sat and looked at
the phone for a minute, and when I reached to hang it up something
caught my eye. Marla was standing in the doorway, listening. 
I turned to her and started to explain, but she held her hand up to
stop me and she seemed to have a slight smile on her face. She came
over to me, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Don't bother, Tammy and
I have talked a lot. She told me she loved you, and she told me all
about what you and your family did. That's one of the reasons I wanted
to go out with you, I wanted to see if someone that wonderful was
real."
"Well, what did you discover?"
"I discovered that I should be very concerned about you." 
"Why is that?"
"Because she was right, and I can't let myself fall in love with you
like she has."
"Why?"
"A lot of reasons. But mostly because you're seventeen years old, and
you're still in high-school."
She reached up and touched me on the cheek, then she added, "I can't
be with you for the same reason that Tammy won't. We're only a couple
of years older than you, but these are important years. You know an
awful lot for someone your age, but you still have a lot of things to
see and do, and we don't want to stand in your way."
"Don't I have a say in any of this?"
"No, you don't. You're not the one whose heart will get broken."
"You don't think I'm capable of being in love?"
"For right now, maybe, but not for the long haul. You're too handsome,
and too many temptations will come your way."
"Does that mean we can't see each other after today?
I must have sounded sad, because she put her arms around me and hugged
me for a minute, then she looked up at me. Her eyes were moist when
she said, "Last night meant more to me than you know. The sex was
beyond belief, but more importantly; it showed me that I could give
myself to someone. If I seemed a little frantic when we were making
love, it's because I was! I often dreamed about some of the things we
did, but I never was with anyone I trusted enough to try them."
She hugged me again, and I held her tightly against me. Then I said,
"You didn't answer me."
"I know. The answer is Yes, I would love to see you again, But you
have to understand something. Tammy says I have a career with WE, so
I'm going to be very busy for a while, and as soon as the shop in
LaJolla opens I'll be there full time. I'd love to see you when I can,
but I don't want you waiting around for me."
"Oh! I guess I'll live with that if I have to, but I was kind of
hoping.."  
She put her fingers on my lips to stop me, and we stood there holding
each other until she moved a little, then she looked down and said "Oh
Shit!"
I said, "What's the matter?"
She wriggled away and said, "I should get home. My period just
started."

I didn't see Marla again for almost two weeks, but a lot happened in
the meantime. 
It was after two o'clock by the time I got home. I stopped at the
front house, but nobody was there, so I went to my room. My answering
machine was blinking, and the first call was from Desi. She left a
number, and asked me to contact her. Then there were two calls from
Kelly, asking me to call her. After that was a call each from Bill and
Amy, asking me to get in touch with them, and the final call was from
Alice, saying she would call me later.
I called Amy's cell phone first. She answered after the third ring,
and I could hear music in the background. When she heard it was me,
she asked, "Are you gonna be home later?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"I need to talk to you about some things. Did Bill get hold of you
yet?"
"He left a message, but I haven't called him."
"Don't call him until I talk to you, okay?"
"Okay, what's going on?"
"I'll tell you when I get home. I'll see you about six."
Next I called Desi, and a guy answered. I asked to speak to her, and
the voice said, "Pete?"
"Yes."
"Hi, it's Bob. Desi is in the bathroom."
"Oh. Hi Bob, how's it going."
"It's okay. I, umm, want to thank you for what you did for Desi."
"What did she tell you?"
"She told me everything, Pete."
"Are you, uhh, okay with it?"
"Well, I guess I have to be. I knew something was going on. But I uhh,
well, I really like her, Pete."
There was some noise, and what sounded like a kiss, then Desi got on
the phone.
"Hi, Yesterday was really something, wasn't it?"
"Yes it was. Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, and Marla is really great. Is she your girlfriend?"
"No, she's just a friend. What about Bob? Is he going to get tested?"
"Yes, I called the doctor at the clinic, and he wants to see him, so
we're going to drive down after school tomorrow. Can we come and visit
you after?"
"Sure, everyone would love to see you."

I had just hung up, when there was a knock on the door. 

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