Free Blogger: REALITY PASS PLUS - REALITYPASSPLUS could feel her face getting warm. "I don't believe I'm blushing like a schoolgirl getting a compliment," she thought. It felt wonderful to have someone appreciate how she looked.
"Ah...you want some orange juice or something before we go?" Buddy asked.
"Ah...I...I'm not really hungry," Marla said. That was true. She was so wound up she wasn't sure she'd be able to keep anything she ate down.
"OK," Buddy said. "I'll go in and get my stuff." He turned and walked back into the house.
Marla, thinking he might have some bags he'd need help with, followed him into the house. When she got in the kitchen she realized he only had a duffel bag and some kind of orange toolbox.
Buddy bent down to pick up his things but stopped. It had just hit him that he and Marla were alone in the house. He straightened up, walked past his puzzled-looking lover, closed the kitchen door, and locked it.
"Buddy, what are you doing?" Marla asked. She wanted was to get going so their time at the beach could start. She desperately needed to make love with the young man.
Buddy walked back toward her, grinning. "Mom's gone to the hairdresser, Dad went to work early this morning," he said. "You know what that means?"
Marla couldn't figure out what he was up to.
"It means nobody's home," the young man continued. He reached out, pulled Marla into his arms, and pressed his lips against hers.
