WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 25, 2019
My girlfriend and I leave the house all bundled up. Hand in hand we walk around the neighborhood.
There are many houses with more cars than usual parked against the curb.
Many families must be visiting here.
We continue walking in silence but it is a comfortable silence.
Suddenly, we hear the whistle of a train.
My girlfriend asks me, “Didn’t you say you liked trains?”
“Yes,” I reply.
“Then, do you want to watch it pass?”
“Is it in a safe area? I mean I revere you tremendously and would never want to bring you to a shady place.”
“Yes. It’s safe and well-traveled. There is an overpass right over the main highway a few feet from here.”
“Okay, we can go watch it then.”
“Awesome, I figured you would like that.”
We walk to the overpass and see the locomotive slowly transitioning across. The engineer sounds the bell and horn several more times and I watch the ditch lights flash.
We then see all the cars in the consist.
I watch it with great pleasure.
My girlfriend steals a kiss from me and then says, “You look so cute the way you are watching that train.”
I blush then I hug and kiss her in return.
The snow is starting to fall again so we hug even tighter.
She buries her face into my chest as I kiss the top of her head and lovingly rub her love handles.
Several motorists blow their horns at us. They must be somehow offended by our public displays of affection.
The train is now gone and we continue walking.
She continues to show me around the city, as I tell her, “I’ve always dreamed about living here because it inspires my writing so much.”
“Do you think you could read some of your work for me?”
“I would be honored to,” I pause then continue, “And just so you know, you are inspiring me to write some new material right now!”
She grabs me and steals another kiss.
I hold her close to me and kiss her in return.
We then come upon a boundary between our neighborhood and the less fortunate part of the city. In the distance, we hear gunshots and sirens.
“I think we should turn around,” I tell her.
“Yes. My roommates warned me about this area.”
So, with that, we turn around and make a beeline back to our neighborhood.
Briskly we walk until we are far enough from the boundary.
My girlfriend is getting tired and out of breath as we come upon a convenience store.
I ask her, “Would you like something to eat or drink to give you more strength?”
She simply nods.
I kiss her and then say, “Say no more.”
We walk into the convenience store and head to the deli section, then look at all the good food under the glass.
“What would you like?” I ask her.
“If you can afford it, a fried chicken meal.”
“What do you want as your sides then?”
“Some fried pickles and some macaroni and cheese.”
“Okay, I’ll get that for you.”
“You’re so sweet. What are you going to eat, though?”
“A hot sausage pattie on toast.”
“And what do you want to drink?” I ask her.
“Some Pepsi from the fountain.”
“I think I’ll get that too.”
“Then only order one cup because we have free refills with that meal. Plus I always wanted someone to share a drink with, as corny as it seems.”
“Consider it done,” I tell her with a sweet kiss.
I then place my order and pay with my debit card, then we sit at a table.
While we wait to be served, I check my banking app on my phone and see that I now only have a few cents left in my account, but it was worth it.
In time our meal is served, then we say grace and eat.
Not only do we share our drinks but we give pieces of our meals to each other.
After we are finished, we use the restrooms and then leave on foot.
“Could you show me your new house?” She asks me.
“I sure could and I am honored that you are my first guest!”
“Then lead the way.”
Hand in hand we walk to my house.
Upon arrival, I unlock the hurricane fence, then we cut across my front yard then walk up the steps, and onto the front porch.
My neighbor is giving both of us an angry pair of eyes so we nervously and quickly go inside.
I show her around as I say, “Here it is. Not much, but at least it’s mine.”
“Your house is cute, like its owner,” She says, kissing me.
She sees my computer, and asks, “Do you think you could read to me right now?”
“Of course,” I say, then I get an extra chair and sit her in the swivel chair.
I then log into my computer then pull up the folder of text files and read to her.
She smiles at me from ear to ear as I read to her.
I do so for a few hours.
We come to a stopping point and she tells me, “Your stories are really sweet and I can somehow relate to your female characters!”
“You do remind me of my female characters, I think that is one of the reasons why I am falling so hard for you!”
“And I am falling just as hard for you!” She says as she leans in to kiss me.
We both stand up and look into each other’s eyes with passion.
She then passionately grabs me and kisses me all over my face.
I hold her close to me and gently play with her love handles.
We then begin to rub each other’s buttocks.
She then bumps me with her sexy hips, causing me to fall onto my sofa. She giggles uncontrollably as I position myself face up.
Afterward, she lays on top of me and kisses me with exceeding passion.
Our hormones begin to overpower us as she pulls down the upper parts of her dress and reveals her breasts to me, to which I say, “Good Lord, they are beautiful!”
She then rubs them in my face.
I kiss them and sweetly fondle them.
She then sits on my legs and lifts her dress to teasingly reveal her panties to me, giggling even more uncontrollably.
I am overcome with admiration and lust as I sit up and kiss her belly multiple times.
I then begin to kiss her pelvic regions to which she moans and coos.
I hug her by her waist then rest my face between her belly and pelvis as I say, “I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you.”
She begins to pull down her panties and says, “If you truly feel that way, take me then!”
“Oh, baby your wish is my command!” I tell her as I too begin to undress.
We are about to become intimate when her phone rings. We also feel Divine Conviction over the sin we were about to commit and the crippling fear that we might lose each other as a result of Divine Chastisement.
The caller ID shows that it’s her roommate’s house number, so she picks up and activates the speakerphone feature.
We hear how they want her and me to come over because they have more food for us.
Realizing God gave us an escape route from sinning, we agree to go at once.
With that, we rise off the sofa, get dressed, and walk out the front door, locking it behind us.
We then head to her roommate’s house in the cold bleak weather…