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Subject: {ASSM} Everlasting Love (part 3) (MF, rom, No Sex)-Revised
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Everlasting Love Part 3

Copyright 2001 By Aphrodite

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Everlasting Love Part 3
By Aphrodite
Aphrodite_Goddess@Comcast.net


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Chapter 3
Confessions

As night fell neither Jeff nor Liz picked up the phone. Jeff was at home,
still buried in his work, unconscious of the time. Liz had gone shopping
and to dinner with her best friend, April James. Having known each other
since kindergarten, the two were closer than sisters. They managed not to
kill each other as roommates in college, and now years later they were
still there for each other at a moments notice.

"Liz, what's the matter? You haven't said a thing since we left your
house." April had stopped her in front of Sandlemans, a local men's
clothing store.

"I think he is getting impatient with me and I don't know what to do about
it. I want to trust our relationship to go that far..." She stopped and
fell against the white brick wall. "How do I know if he loves me enough to
stay with me once he hears what I have to tell him?"

"He already knows," April mumbled hoping Liz didn't hear her.

"What do you mean he already knows?" She stood straight up, glaring right
at April, darts shooting from her eyes.

"I bumped into him last week and we went for coffee. The conversation. Ah.
He said. oh hell Liz, I thought he already knew, but when I saw the tears
in his eyes, I knew I had let the cat out of the bag. He was hurting for
you Liz," she stammered, throwing her hands down in disgust over what she
had done.

"And he cried," He cried... She said more to herself than to April. She
was beginning to see a side of Jeff that she had never seen in him before.
A warm, caring, sensitive side that lifted her heart to heights never
before known to her. For the first time her head and heart were
synchronized and she knew what she wanted. "Come with me in here, I have
to get something." Liz grabbed April by the arm and led her to Silvia's
Clothing Store, and headed straight for the lingerie dept. In front of
them stood several racks; to the left dainty panties of all kinds: Lacy,
silky, satiny, some crotchless, others sheer; to the right matching bras.
In the back, the racks all along the wall were a very large selection of
tap pant sets, teddies, bustiers, and both long and short gowns of all
types, fabrics, shapes, and colors. Liz quickly rummaged through the
items.

"What do you need more lingerie for, Liz, you must have a closet full
already?" she said, still with the puzzled look on her face.

"I've got it! This is the one!" Liz held up a black Lycra bustier, and
smiled with her find.

"This is what you dragged me in here for, a less than decent
undergarment," she said while tugging at the side of the garment
playfully. "What do you have up your sleeve young lady?"

"Please, just trust me. I will need your help back at your house. Okay?"
She said with a pleading look on her face.

At April's house a miraculous transformation was taking place. The two
girls were having a great time with make-up, hairstyles, and clothes.

"Hold still, I'll smudge shadow down your face and I don't think you want
an injun face, do you?" she laughed and continued with the make-up.

"I'm not use to wearing make-up. Do you really think he'll like it?" Liz
was feeling like a high school girl getting ready for her first date with
the most popular guy in school.

"Now for the clothes." April handed Liz the black bustier and directed her
to the changing screen in the corner of the bedroom. Then she went to the
closet and thumbed through some clothes while Liz changed. "I've got it,
this is perfect."

She walked over to the screen and draped it over the top. "Put this on
over that black thing, alright!"

"April this is a little. Ah.." She stopped looking for the right words to
describe the slinky dress April had just given her and started to giggle.
"A little revealing, don't you think?"

"That's the whole idea, isn't it." She walked to the bed and sat down.
"Just put it on and get out here."

Minutes later a figure walked out from behind the screen. April eyed Liz
up and down, "Damn, that dress looks better on you than it ever did on
me." She stood, putting her hands on her hips.

Liz walked to the full-length mirror on the closet door and admired
herself for a bit. The dress was flame red, with a very low V-neck, and
hung just slightly off each shoulder. The skirt clung tight against her
thighs, ending slightly above the knees. She stood there twisting her
shoulders toward the mirror and back trying to get the feel of the dress
in motion.

"How do I look?" she said.

"Breathtaking, if I may be so bold. Now come on; let's call him," she said
as she ran for the phone and held the receiver out for Liz.

"Hello, Jeffery Crane, Accountant. How can I help you," Jeff said when he
answered the phone.

"Jeff, it's Liz. Can you meet me at my apartment in an hour? I have to
talk to you. It's rather important."

"Sure, Liz. Are you alright? You left without saying goodbye this
morning."

"We'll talk when you get here, alright hon?"

"Okay, I will see you in an hour then. Bye."

They both hung up the phones, then Liz and April hurried out the door to
her apartment.

At Liz's apartment another transformation was taking place. April changed
all the light bulbs in the bedroom to black fluorescent, while Liz broke
out the silk sheets she had bought on sale the summer before and never had
a chance to use. They thumbed through the tape collection together and
found the perfect interlude music. They set it to play in the tape deck in
the living room. Liz got out candles, wine, and two champagne glasses and
set them up appropriately on the coffee table.

"Thank you so much, April. He'll be here in about ten minutes; there is no
way I could have done this without you."

"Not a problem, sweetie. Lord knows you deserve the happiness. Call me in
the morning and tell me how things went." The two friends hugged, then Liz
saw her to the door.

"I'll call you tomorrow, I promise! Thanks again," she said as she waved
goodbye, then shut the door.

Liz walked around the house making sure they hadn't forgotten anything.
When she heard the knock at the door, she swiftly lit the candles,
straightened her dress and checked her hair in the mirror. "This is it,
baby," she said, then opened the door. In front of her stood Jeff with a
dozen long stem red roses; she didn't know what to say.

"I thought I might need these as a peace offering, but seeing that dress
on you tells me you're not angry," he said, holding the flowers out to
her.

"Oh, this old thing?" She ran her hand down the side of her thigh and
giggled.

She motioned him in the door, took his coat and hung it in the closet.

"Jeff, let's go in the living room; I think we will be more comfortable in
there."

"Okay." He seemed a bit apprehensive, still not knowing what she wanted to
talk about.

Liz walked in front of him and opened the double doors to the living room.
When he saw the candles, and the wine chilling, Jeff relaxed, went
straight for the couch, and sat down.

"Okay, so what was so important," he said with a grin.

"First, would you like some wine?" she said, pouring it anyway.

"Yes, thank you," he said. He was feeling a bit dazed by the atmosphere in
the room. He fought back the urge to toss the glass and take her into his
arms. "So, you were about to tell me what this is all about."

The words barely left his lips when he felt her warm hand slip up under
his shirt and run along his chest. Tiny hairs slid between her fingers as
she slid her hand lower to his abdomen.

"Um Liz," he tried to speak, but Liz put a finger to his lips, replacing
it quickly with a soft kiss.

"I have done a lot of thinking today," she said as she kissed her way til
their cheeks met. "I was thinking," she continued, moving closer to his
ear, brushing her lips against his face along the way. "I was thinking,
why continue to fight what we both know we want." Her breathing had become
shallow as she attempted to talk and seduce him at the same time.

Jeff couldn't believe this was happening, and at the same time wondered if
this would end the same way that it always did; with her running for
another room to hide. He found himself trying to pull away, but she
wouldn't let go.

"Liz, please stop for a minute," he said in a shallow voice himself. He
was very turned on, and couldn't believe he was actually going to break up
the fun, but he had to know for sure that this was what she wanted.

"Please, Jeff, don't fight me on this," she murmured into his ear.

She attempted a kiss but Jeff pushed her away to arms length.

"Liz, believe me there is nothing in this world that I would rather do
right now than to lift you into my arms, carry you into that bedroom and
make long passionate love to you." Liz attempted to speak. "I talked to
April the other day and she told me all about what happened with Jimmy and
you along with some other things. I don't want my knowledge of your life
to interfere in your decisions."

"My turn," she said shyly. "I want to do this because you know! Please,
let me explain," she cut him off before he could say anything. " I was
afraid to tell you. I was afraid of what you would think of me and the
possibility of losing you. My heart and head have been in conflict for
some time agonizing over this. Since that night, I have not allowed myself
to love or be loved by anyone. Then I met you and my heart betrayed me.
Over the past months as I have gotten to know you, it is my heart that has
told me you would understand; that you truly love me and would help me
through it. Meanwhile, my head kept telling me that you would think badly
of me. That you would either take advantage and leave, or just leave
altogether. I have tried to reason with it, telling myself that I needed
to tell you, and let the inevitable happen. I have even tried to convince
myself that either way I was going to lose you, just to be able to get up
the nerve to say it. But when it came down to the conversation, I just
couldn't get the words to come out. I am glad you talked to April. When
she told me this afternoon that she talked to you it was a weight lifted
from me. When April told me of your conversation, she made me see a side
of you that you have never shown me," pausing for a moment and taking a
deep breath she continued. "Aside from my past there is a larger reason
for my reluctance. I suppose we all have an idea in our heads of the kind
of person we want to spend the rest of our lives with. Until I talked with
April. Until she told me your reaction. Well honestly Jeff, I didn't see
that for us. Although I love you with all my heart and soul, there was a
piece missing, and I didn't realize it myself till I talked to her. She
made me see that the piece has been there all along and I have been to
blind to see it."

Jeff realized April must have seen the tears he attempted to hide that
day. He had hopped she hadn't seen them but now was glad she did. He
himself felt a weight lift from his shoulders. There was a large part of
his personality he kept hidden from the world most of his life, for fear
of ridicule. Men are not suppose to be soft, is the lesson that his
parents and society had beaten into him as a child. Now in front of him
sat this person that not only accepted that part of him, but longed for it
as well.

"You were not blind, I didn't show you that side of me. I have had it
beaten into me from the time I was 4 years old that men don't have a soft
side. We are supposed to be strong and rugged and not show emotion.
Despite this however, my soft side is a part of me that can't be beaten
away."

Liz then saw what April had seen a week before; She saw tears in Jeff's
eyes. These revelations opened up trust channels between them and the
communication just opened from there.


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