The phone rings the next night.
"Hey." she says.
"Mel." I answer.
"Pick you up at 6 am okay?"
"That is damned early, I like a good sleep in on the weekends."
"Well, that way we get to the country roads and we can stop along the way."
"Sure." I answer. "See you in the morning."
Shaking my head ruefully I go and pack my stuff up. Tossing in my digital camera figuring I might get lucky and catch some good night time shots for my growing portfolio.
Sleep comes easy to me as I lay down and the alarm has me up and ready before she shows.
I take my small bag out and go and sit down at the curb enjoying the morning air when she pulls up in a rental.
Tossing my small bag in her back seat, I climb in.
Leaning over I kiss her on the cheek.
"Morning sweetheart." I say with a cheeky grin, partially meaning it.
She looks startled then says, "I really need to get used to this."
Reaching across I take her hand and squeeze it and then we begin our trip, sharing little details about one another.
Seven sisters, two married got that, a sterile brother, no problem though I am not sure why I need to know that.
We laugh and joke as she tells me about the twins who are two years older than her, both of whom are engaged to another pair of twins.
I comment about the size of her family and she blushes saying sex was always seen around the house growing up mom and dad constantly were going at it somewhere. So do not be embarrassed if many of them are seen nude around the house.
Also, she has an adopted sister from Japan and another one from Mexico. They are 20 and 22 but loved just the same as if they were born to the family.
I shake my head at the family dynamics. We stop to eat and I tell her to stay put. Getting out of the car I quickly move to her door and open it.
"Oh a gentleman," she purrs, "Daddy will like you."
"Not too much I hope," I say to her with a wink, "after all I do have a girlfriend."
She laughs as we walk into the diner holding hands.
I go light on the meal and she eats sparingly it is more a get to know you kind of thing.
When I walk her around the car to the drivers side I push her against it and kiss her hard on the mouth. At first she is slow to respond but soon she is kissing back until we break panting for air.
"I think I like having you for a boyfriend." she tells me.
Then we are off and down the road again.
This time she is quiet as we travel and she keeps looking over at me and I can tell she is mulling something over.
"Shall we stop again or pull over?" she asks me. |