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Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Ten

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“It’s Getting Hot in Here”
“Hey Sara.  I can’t talk right now but the date was a bust.  I just ran into John in the parking lot.  I’m gonna have to call you back.”  I hang up before she can say anything and I look at John.  He looks like sad and pathetic nothing like a cage fighter at the moment.  He hangs his head and looks at me.  “Annie I am so very sorry for what happened.  I’m an asshole for sure.  I just can’t stand that you haven’t returned any of my phone calls.  Please let me explain.  I have missed you and I feel so lonely without you.”  I am looking at him in disbelief.  “Seriously?  I mean for God’s sake you broke that poor guys nose!  What the hell were you thinking?”  He starts to smile but sees the look on my face and immediately stops.  “He was being very disrespectful and I can’t stand that shit.”  I sigh loudly and shake my head.
I see a little coffee shop across the street.  I point to it and then to him.  “Let’s go.  I am not going to discuss this in the parking lot.”  I start walking and he quickly joins me.  “Annie, thank you.  I just want…”  I hold up my hand.  “Don’t say a word until we are inside.”   We walk in and I slide into a booth.  He starts to slide in next to me and I shake my head and point to the seat across from me.  Sitting there looking at him I don’t even know where to start.  I rub my hands over my face and look at him through my splayed fingers like a child peeking out at something that is scary on TV.  The difference is I am not scared I am pissed off.
“You do understand that this is not going to work out right?  I mean what are you going to do beat up anyone who looks at me for more than 30 seconds?  You can’t do that.  This is not grade school and I am NOT your property.  That guy could have pressed charges against you!  Frankly, I am not sure why he didn’t.  Oh yes I know why because I convinced him not to!”  John is looking down at his hands and I have no idea he is thinking at this moment.  “I’m sorry Annie.”  This comes out in a whisper.
“And why were you waiting for me in the parking lot tonight?  Are you following me?”  He actually laughs at this.  “No.  I may have jealousy issues but I’m not a stalker!  I was getting some food to go and saw you get up from your table and man you looked pissed at whatever your date said or did.  So I figured you were coming outside and I just wanted a chance to apologize to you in person since you won’t return my calls.”  He looks relieved now and it’s my turn to relax a bit.  “So you aren’t following me?”  I feel myself smile at him.  “No I promise.  I just needed to know that you forgive me for being a real jackass on our last date.  I really liked you and I screwed it up.  I am aware of that now and I know I can’t do anything to repair the damage but if I can get you to accept my apology I can ease my guilty conscience a bit.”  He grins at me sheepishly.

Smiling at him I feel better than I have all night.  “John, you are a great guy but you are a bit much for me.  I am sure the right girl is out there for you.  I appreciate you telling me all this but there is nothing to forgive.  In a crazy little way it was nice that you wanted to protect me.”  We make small talk for a few more minutes and then he gives me a hug and leaves.  I am sitting in the coffee shop enjoying my coffee and watching people walk by.  Mostly couples holding hands making small talk, laughing and delighting in each other’s company.  I wonder when that will be me.  And who will it be walking next to me.
My phone beeps and brings me out of my thoughts.  I have a text message from Ray.  The temperature just went up in here.  I am blushing and I haven’t even read the text yet. 
Ray: How’s that sexy ass of yours?
Me:  It still tingles when I think about you and that belt of yours!
Ray: As it should.  I have many more tricks up my sleeve planned for you.
Ray: When are you coming back down here?
Me:  You have more tricks?  Oh my goodness that is hot!
Me: Not sure when I can get back down there.  How badly do you want me down there?
Ray: I want to taste you again does that answer your question?
Me: Wow!  I think I just turned fifty shades of red….
Ray:  If you only knew what I wanted to do to you right now.
Me:  If last time is any indication I can only imagine!
Me:  My wrists start to tingle whenever I see a scarf now.  What have you done to me?
Ray: Question is how much more am I going to do to you…and oh how I am going to enjoy it.  Think about that.  Let me know when you are coming here. 
Ray:  I need to see you.  All of you.
Me:  Groan….definitely getting hotter in here.
“Annie!” I let out a little yelp.  I look up and Sara is standing there. “Jesus Sara you scared the crap out of me!”  She pushes me over and slides in next to me.  “Me?  I scared you?  What the hell!  You didn’t call me back so I was left to imagine all kinds of bad things happening to you so I came to look for you and saw you through the window.”  She gives me this weird look.  “Why is your face all red?  Are you talking to Ray?!”  This of course makes me blush even more and I can feel my ears turning red.  “What? No, I mean yes.  He has me so discombobulated.  I can’t think straight.  Is it hot in here?  It’s getting hot in here.”

“No sweetie that would be you.  So what did he say?”  She makes like she is going to grab my phone and I squeal and tuck it into my purse.  “No way! I am already blushing like crazy I don’t need you to add to it.  He wants me to come down there again to see him.”  Sara has this big grin on her face.  “Girl, tell me you are going!  Just by the look on your face and the deep shade of red you are turning right now you are thinking of all the naughty things he did to you already.  So when are you going back?” 
I start to giggle and pull my shirt up to try to cover my face.  What has gotten into me?  I am like a school girl with a crush.  “I was thinking of going this weekend.”  Sara joins in my giggles and orders a cup of coffee.  “Sweet.  Now Annie, I am your best friend and you have been holding out on me so please, please, please I beg you….fill me on the details I have been dying here!”  She gives me her best sad face and I can’t resist.  I smile and sip my coffee.

Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Nine

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“You would be really hot if you lost 20 pounds”
It has been a couple of weeks since our trip to south Florida and my time with Ray.  Sara keeps pressing me for details about our night together but I refuse to tell her.  Some things should not be shared and that was one of them.  Though every time she asks me a question my face gets red and I can’t stop smiling.  It was the most amazing, mind blowing night of my life.  She just giggles and gives me this knowing look like welcome to the club.  We didn’t really talk about what happens next but he did ask that if I come down again that I let him know.
He was pretty up front about his life style with me so I can see why dating is not something he does that much of.  Long nights at work, no weekends off, and of course tons of girls flirting with him.  This I saw for myself when I was at the club.  A few girls gave him their underwear they were wearing at the time…ewww!  I know my undies are not cheap so I will be damned if I give them away for some guy especially if I had been wearing them at the time.  This could pose a problem in the trust category.  He is awake when most people are asleep and misses most of the fun events that happen.  We have sent texts back and forth a few times and he has a wicked sense of humor.  Yeah I think I am in like with him but how the heck will this even work out?  Wow dating really sucks! 
“You know how to cook eggplant?”  I look up to see this nice looking guy standing across from me in the produce aisle staring at me.  I am holding an eggplant in my hand that I picked out for dinner tonight.  “Um, yes.”  He comes closer and extends his hand. “My name is Luis. You have a great smile if you don’t mind me saying so.”  This of course makes me smile even more.  I shake his hand, “Hi I’m Annie and thank you for the compliment.” We make small talk for a few minutes standing in there next to the eggplants.  He is 5’ 8”, light brown eyes, slim build with a bald head which I find very sexy for some reason.  I find out he is 45, loves to go dancing and he laughs like Count Dracula from Sesame Street.  I tell him this and he finds this funny.
“It was nice meeting you Luis but I better get going.  I do have an eggplant to cook.”  I walk away and can feel his eyes on me.  Two aisles over I am looking at the wine trying to decide which one will go best with our dinner tonight.  “May I suggest a Point Noir or a Chardonnay if you are undecided?”  Luis is standing next to me with a bottle of wine in his hand.  “I am not following you I swear.  We just happen to be looking for the same thing and this grocery store is pretty small.”  I laugh and grab a bottle of each.  “Thanks.  I know you aren’t following me but if I walk out to my car and you are there then I may start to worry.”  He smiles at this and I see he has this small scar on his upper lip that gives him this edge of mystery.  Interesting.
“I like your style Annie you are pretty funny.  Would you be interested in going to dinner with me tonight?”  Whoa this guy doesn’t waste any time.  “Oh, well that would be nice but I already have plans.”  I hold up the eggplant and the wine.  He doesn’t skip a beat.  “But of course.  What about tomorrow night?  You don’t have to say anything right now.  Here is my phone number give me a call later if you want to have dinner with me.”  He hands me his card.  “Hope to hear from you soon Annie.”  And with that he walks away leaving me holding his card.  I flip it over and read it.  It is his business card and his cell phone number is written in at the bottom.
I am back at the apartment and Sara and I are making dinner.  “Are you going to call him or not?”   I am flipping the breaded eggplant slices in olive oil and sipping my glass of wine.  “I don’t know.  I mean I want to but what about Ray?  Would it be bad if I went out with this guy?  I mean it is only dinner what’s the big deal?”  Sara laughs.  “Who are you trying to convince me or yourself?  You said he seemed nice and you aren’t dating Ray.  So you had a wonderfully hot sexy night together….at least I think you did since you won’t give me any details!  The point is you can’t sit here and wait for some guy you have to go out there and enjoy yourself.”  She hands me the phone.  I sigh, take it and dial his number.
Here I stand once again in front of the mirror getting ready for yet another date.  I feel like I am in a scene from Ground Hogs Day.  Forced to relive the same day over and over again until I get it right.  The only difference is the male leads change but the heroine stays the same.  Will I ever get it right?  I apply my lipstick and smile.  Only time and patience will tell.  Sara checks me over for approval.  “Annie you look fabulous as usual!  Make sure you have your phone on you.”  I give her my famous smirk, “yes Sara I know the drill.  I am meeting him at Lulu’s in 20 minutes so I better get going.  Don’t get distracted this time by Tom.”
“I heard that Annie!”  Tom is sitting in the living room with a wicked grin on his face.  Yeah I know that look.  He is just counting the minutes til I am gone so he can pounce on Sara.  Sara gives me a quick hug and pushes me out the door.  “I promise I will call this time.”  Driving to the restaurant I think back to my time with Ray again.  Why can I not get him out of my head?  Maybe because I experienced things I never have before.  I want that but I want all of it is that too much to ask for? 
Dinner is going well with Luis and the conversation is flowing well.  The waitress comes over and he orders us each another glass of wine.  I excuse myself to the restroom because the wine is starting to get to me.  I send Sara a text while I am in there letting her know so far so good.  Of course she doesn’t respond…argh.  Damn their libido!
“Luis, can I ask you how you got that scar?”  He touches it and I don’t think he even realizes he does it.  “I got into a car accident about 2 years old and I was pretty lucky that no one got hurt.  This scar is from the glass when it broke on impact.  I was in the hospital for a few days the accident did a number on my back.  Now it is my turn to make an observation.  You are a very good looking woman and you have curves in all the right places.  But if you lost about 20 lbs. you would be so hot.”  I put my wine glass down.  “Excuse me?”
“No, no I didn’t mean it like that.  You look great just the way you are.  I was just thinking that if we worked out together that people would look at us and think how hot we are together.  I feel a connection to you and I want people to be in awe of us when we walk down the street together.”  I am staring at him like he is crazy.  “Luis is this something you do on all your first dates?  Do you feel the need to say anything that is on your mind regardless of whether it hurts the other person or not?”  He must see something in my eyes because he pulls my glass of wine closer to him.  I stand up to leave and he grabs my hand.  “Please.  I’m sorry I really didn’t mean it the way it came out.  Sit down people are looking over here.”
“No you meant it the way it came out and I don’t care who is looking at us.  And get your damn hands off of me.  And here’s the thing Luis, I can lose weight but you will always be an asshole.”  I turn and walk out and can hear some applause and even some giggles.  Great.  I don’t think I will be eating here any time soon.  I am walking to my car when my cell phone rings, it’s Sara. I am getting ready to say hello when I see John leaning against my car.  What the hell?  Can this night get any more insane?

Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Eight

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“I’m with the DJ….”
I look at my reflection in the mirror and wonder who the girl with the hazel eyes and crazy curly dark brown hair is staring back at me.  Did I really invite the DJ back to our condo?  I peek out from behind the bathroom door and see him out there on the balcony talking to Sara.  I groan to myself.  Even from here his voice sends chills dancing down my spine.  What was I thinking or better yet what part of my body was doing the thinking?  I have never done anything like this before.  Ok it’s not like I am going to sleep with him. Yet. Wait, am I?  I am pulled from my internal argument over my possible bad girl behavior to the sound of my name. “Annie!  Did you fall asleep in there?”  I quickly pull my sweatshirt on and walk back out to the balcony.
Ray and Sara are sitting on the only two loungers on the balcony so I lean against the railing with the rising sun at my back.  Sara looks at Ray and then looks at me.  Ray opens his legs and pats the space on the lounger motioning for me to sit down.  I smile and sit down on the chair.  “Are you cold?” I nod my head.  What am I suddenly a mute?  “It does get a bit chilly this early in the morning especially on the beach but it is my favorite time of the day.  There aren’t too many people out yet so I can claim this part of the day as mine.  I pick who I share it with.”

I turn around so that I am looking at him.  We are so close right now that I could lean forward a few inches and touch his mouth with mine.  His lips are full and supple, ready to be kissed.  I can feel the electricity between us again.  I am looking into his eyes and feel my stomach fill with butterflies.  “It is amazing watching the sun rise.  I can’t remember the last time I was up this early to actually see the sun come up.”  He takes me by the shoulders and turns me back around so that my back is to him and pulls me against his chest.  Oh my heaven!  The heat has just gone from a simmer to a raging boil.  Sara gets up and kisses the top of my head.  “Well I am suddenly very tired so I am going to bed.  You kids have fun.  Don’t break the loungers please my aunt just bought them.”  I immediately blush but Ray just chuckles. 
We sit silently watching the sun slowly rise higher into the sky.  He is running his fingers across my shoulders and back and I am turning into putty right there in his hands.  I want to talk but I don’t because I don’t want to break the spell.  The heat is beyond boiling now and he pulls me closer to him and I can feel his breath on my neck. I tilt my head back so that so it is resting on his shoulder and our cheeks are touching.  His smell is intoxicating.  It is a mix of musk and sweat and it is driving me crazy.  I want to pounce on him right now.  I imagine turning and our lips meeting, that first spark of the first kiss between us.  The taste of his mouth on mine, his hands in my hair pulling me closer to him so that our bodies are touching our hands exploring each other.  I let out a small moan and that brings me out of my fantasy.  I sit up and look back at him.  He is looking at me with that same cryptic smile.
He stands up and I stand as well. I can feel our bodies so close now and I dare to reach out and touch his chest. I like what I feel.  It is his turn to shiver with excitement.  He takes my hands and kisses the palm of each hand.  I find this oddly erotic.  He leans in close and I think he is going to kiss me and I find his lips at my ear.  His breath is on me and I think I may explode right there.  “Annie.  You look sexy as hell in that sweatshirt.  Come to the club tonight I want to see you again.  I liked watching you dance tonight.”  With that he pulls away and walks toward the door pulling me behind him.  I watch him walk outside and call a taxi.  He turns and gives me that sexy smile.  I close the door and walk to my bedroom in a daze.
I am completely rattled in so many ways.  I want this man so badly right now and he knows it.  We have just begun the slow sexy dance of seduction and damn it I really like it.  Just as he did with his music he made me hungry for more.  Tonight cannot come fast enough.  I slip my headphones on and Jack Johnson helps me slide into another world of music and dreams.
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I awake to Sara sitting on the edge of my bed crunching on an apple.  “Well the loungers are in one piece, the living room is still pretty neat and you are still wearing your sweatshirt so I guess you didn’t get lucky?  I was so sure it was going to happen!  Why do you think I went to bed?!”  I laugh because she is almost pouting about it.  I stretch and push her off the bed as she squeals.  “Sara.  What kind of girl do you think I am?”  She gets up and quickly jumps on me. “The horny kind of course. I mean the connection between you two was sick! I could feel it from where I was sitting.  He is hot and single and so are you so go for it.  You need this.”

“Well he wants me to come back to the club tonight.  I know you wanted to head back today but do you think we could stay just one more night?”    She gives me this smirk like I am missing out on the punch line of some secret joke.  “Well duh of course we are staying another night.  Tom is on his way down so he can hit the club with us.  Now get your ass up it is already 4 o’clock and I am starving.  I ordered Chinese take-out and it should be here soon.”  We spend the rest of the afternoon hanging out and talking about her crazy sex life with Tom and my apparent lack of one.  Soon enough Tom arrives and they disappear into the bedroom.  I decide to go for a walk on the beach because I don’t want to hear them going at it especially since they have been apart for a full 24 hours it is bond to get loud in there.
It is 11:30 pm when we arrive at the club.  Again I feel that familiar pull of the music taking over my body calling me to the dance floor.  Tom heads to the bar to get us some drinks while Sara and I hit the floor.  I look toward the DJ booth and there he is in his glory.  He is moving to the music and has his headphones on getting the next track ready.  The memory of our sunrise heat brings that tingle to the surface and it has made its way to other areas of my body.  I am letting go to the music now as it takes over my body, moving me to a new level.  I feel as if I am on fire inside between the music and the thoughts of Ray in my head.
The spotlight is on me again and I see the bouncer waving me up to the DJ booth.  I smile at this.  I didn’t want to come here in and fawn all over him like some little puppy.  Ray pulls me into the booth.  Wow! It is completely different seeing the dance floor from here.  He leans close and says, “I’m going to give you a quick DJ lesson. Are you ready?  You are doing the next mix.”  I immediately get excited and freaked out all at the same time.  “Ok I am ready.  What do I do?”  He comes and stands behind me really close and zap there is that instant spark between us again I think it even takes him by surprise. His body is pressed up against me and he takes my hands and puts them on each fader.  I realize he has total control of me and that makes me want him even more right now.  

He gently takes my hand and has me slide the fader of the song that is playing down and takes the other hand and very lightly pushes that fader up so that song is starting to come through.  Both songs are playing at the same time and I know that in that moment I have the control that I am making this club jump up and down and scream.  Holy shit!  I just mixed a song in front of all these people!  He steps back.  “You did a great job how do you feel right now?”  I have this look of excitement on my face.  “I felt powerful.  Thank you.  That was crazy.”
“It was totally worth it to see the look on your face.  Listen I am out of here at 1 am.  You gonna to be here?”  I nod and smile, “of course. There is no way I can leave now.”  He comes closer to me and leans in, his lips on my ear again.  “Good.  I want to see you in that sweatshirt again….and nothing else.”  I think the temperature just went up about 15 degrees.  “Ok” is all I can manage to say.  I walk back over to where Sara and Tom are dancing.  “That was freakin hot Annie!  I thought he was going to take you right there in the booth.”
“Yes it was beyond words.  He got me so worked up.”  I am still on the high from the booth.  “He asked me to wait for him to get off work.  I need to get my sweatshirt out of the car before then.”  Yes I do pay attention to the details.  The rest of the evening goes by quickly and I am waiting outside with Tom and Sara when Ray comes out.  “Do you mind if I steal Annie for the rest of the night Sara?”  Sara practically hands me over on a plate to Ray and I have to laugh at this.  She either really wants the place for her and Tom or she is hoping I get really lucky.
We arrive at Rays place and he sees that I have the sweatshirt in my hands.  “Ah yes the sweatshirt I like so much.  I am going to put some music on.  Do you want something to drink?”  I ask for a glass of wine and decide to locate the restroom.  If he wants the sweatshirt then the least I can do is put it on for him.  When I come out of the restroom I see that the lights are off but there are candles lit everywhere and I can hear the soft strains of Kasmir by Led Zeppelin.  I am surprised but pleasantly so.  I am wearing the sweatshirt but I still have on my bra and panties I am not that brave.
He comes out of the kitchen with two glasses of wine and stops when he sees me.  “Wow.  You have no idea how sexy that looks on you.”  I cock my head at him.  He is right I don’t get it but if he likes it then that works for me.  He puts the glasses down and drops to his knees in front me.  He runs his hands up my legs to my hips.  He looks up when his hands touch my panties.  I just smile shyly at him.  His hands slide under the sweatshirt and I can feel his fingers lightly touching my stomach, chest and as he stands he runs his fingers up and down my back.  The heat from his touch and the sweatshirt is making me very warm for all the right reasons. Very slowly he slides his hands up my sides taking the sweatshirt with him as he goes.  The sensation of this sends me to a higher level.  It is sensual and sexy, my body is responding to the changes in temperature and his touch.  The sweatshirt falls to the floor.
I stand before him in my bra and panties with the flickering light of candles and the sounds of Led Zeppelin around me.  He comes closer again and his lips are right there and just when I think he is not going to kiss me he does.  His lips are soft and taste slightly of wine.  The butterflies in my stomach are fluttering like crazy trying to get out.  His kisses are slow and unhurried.  His lips and tongue explore mine in if in a slow dance.  His hands embrace me and pull me closer to him so that I can feel the length of his body against mine.  This feels so amazing.  I. Want. More.