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"Hey! Its Shirlene. Remember me?"

A month or two had gone by since last I spoke to, let alone seeing her. Not that we got to know each other that much. I doubt I even left the place with her contact. Yeah! Such a disappointment to the wild life. Hyenas in particular.

"I doubt I do. Mind treating my lapse in memory?"

I was not going to make it so obvious. Of course I remembered who Shirlene was. Who wouldn't! That huge bottom in particular. The last thing on my eyes. What I saw when she bid me goodbye. She had the curves that could take another woman's man. Well, I ain't gay. The swing in her hips, like a ship at sea. A day or two after I last set my eyes on her, all I wanted was to see all her curves. More than just her smile. Where it all got narrow and where it widened out. Fantasies!

"Haha! Sure thing."

Just a few minutes into the conversation and her words were spilling out with no filter. We exchanged emojis like it was our last day. It was all fun and games until she hit me up with that 'I have a brief confession I'd like to make' line. That moment of awkwardness when I typed and deleted. Typing...

"It started as just but a little crush."

Ooh oh! My heart picked up a pace. Sitting positions all started getting uncomfortable. She went on to tell me about how in our first conversation, her knees clicked and clacked. How those butterflies flipped and flapped and that since then her feelings grew and grew.

"Wow!"

Wow! Is all I could come up with after a long seven minutes of type-delete. Here's the thing, I wasn't reacting to what she just said. My mind was not even in her confession rather on how she looked when we last met. Her low cut top in particular. How her boobs bounced. I had tried not to stare. Failed terribly. Soft, succulent, delicious. Deep chocolate brown skin that glistens in the darkness. Her lips, covered in cherry red lipstick. I was only left to imagine how soft they were. Probably, softer than pillows. Kissing her would be like kissing the clouds. A single kiss would be enough to drown me in happiness. Heavenly!

"I hope this doesn't seem too creepy. Please don't think my thoughts have flown too freely. Just know that what I say is true and that I have fallen for you."

Her right hand in my left. The room, incandescently lit with a dimness that balances between ever bright and ever so dark. My eyes fixated on hers. The light allowing for a gold tinge to envelop the room. But not gold enough to take away notice of the lit candle set upon the white table cloth. On this particular night, she sat next to me as we had dinner. She had since insisted we meet and I was kind enough to suggest a candle lit dinner date. She got up, sat on my lap.

"My mind has not stopped thinking of you yet. I'm so confused, I don't know what to do. I knew I cared about you soon as we met. Being without you now, won't be fair. Maybe, we were meant to be a pair. I hope you feel the same about me too. I've fallen and there's nothing more to do. All I know is, I wanna be with you. I'm being real and true. Not only do I like you, I'm completely head over..."

Our lips touched. The look on her face made me eager for a taste. I slowly slipped into her seductive trance. Caught in a moment of pure temptation. Her perfectly juicy lips spread just enough for me to slide my tongue against her golden lust. The world span. Our mouths expanded and contracted like a throbbing infinity symbol. My hands held her face. Trying to keep from moaning, we whimper like puppies.

This night in particular... Ahem! 

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