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pulled into the space directly in front. There were no lights on in room 12A, so I glanced
at the clock on the dashboard. It was almost two o clock and chances are Max was in bed.
Locking the car, I knocked on the door. After a few seconds a light came on and
Max s baritone voice mumbled, Just a minute. Of course, I d seen pictures of Maxwell
and knew how handsome he was, but I had no idea of the imposing aura the man
projected, especially buck naked.
* * * *
Halfway, through Date Night, Jamilla fell asleep. She d had a rough day and I
didn t want to wake her. I thought about taking her to my bed and cuddling, but I was
afraid she might have a fit if she woke up in my bed. So, I carried her into the spare
bedroom.
It was eleven o clock, but I wasn t the least bit tired. I decided it was because
Jamilla and I had come so close to making love and having her in the house with the way
I react to her had my adrenalin up. I thought about reading a book, but decided I d bring
my laptop into bed and start a paranormal screenplay about twin sisters.
I d been working on it for about an hour when I heard Jamilla s musical voice
coming from the bedroom doorway, My God it s déjà vu. I remember this bedroom set
from my dreams, your walnut bedroom set. She gazed at me questioningly. Did you
have this when you were with& ?
I glanced at her and smiled. Shana? Yes. Actually, she picked it out. She liked the
posts.
Jamilla s eyebrows widened. She did?
Yes, she was quite spontaneous when it came to sex.
Jamilla s eyes glazed over. There you go with those big words again.
I chuckled. Sorry, that means impulsive. She liked to have sex whenever and
wherever she felt like it.
I don t think I could do that.
You don t have to. You are Jamilla. I know that. Just do what feels right for you.
She gazed around the rest of the room in wonderment. Then she sat on the other
side on the king sized bed and bounced. What are you doing up?
I couldn t sleep. I should ask you the same question.
I forgot to tell you. Letta said I could go to the premiere with you this Saturday, if
I wanted to.
And do you?
I almost went to bed with you tonight. What do you think?
His grin was almost wall to wall. I guess you do? Thank you for telling me, but
you didn t have to get up for that. You could have told me in the morning.
I know. I had another reason for getting up.
What s that?
Can you put that computer down and turn the other way.
I did as she asked. Why.
Because I had that dream again and I don t want to sleep in a strange bed alone.
Can I ask you a question?
Sure.
Did you have this house when you were with my sister?
I felt the bedspread flipped forward. I started to turn back to answer her.
Please don t turn yet.
I turned back away from her. I heard movement. It sounded like she was removing
her dress. Yes, I d just inherited it from my Grandmother. Actually my parents inherited
it and they let me live here, but it s mine now. Why
Because I smelled a lilac like cologne in the room you put me in. Did Shana ever
stay in there?
Yes, she slept in there several times. Now, it sounded like Jamilla was slipping
something on. When we first started writing together, before we became intimate. She
did use a Tommy Hilfiger cologne called Tommy Girl, but sweetheart, that was nine
years ago. Can I turn back yet?
In a minute.
I felt movement on the mattress and heard the covers pulled back in place. Jamilla
scooted up beside me and kissed my cheek. Okay, you turn back now. Thanks for the
nighty, I love it.
With a smile on my lips, but a question in my mind I turned taken aback. She was
wearing a baby doll nighty I d bought, all right a nightgown I hadn t seen in years a
nightgown I d bought for her sister. Rattled, I jumped out of bed and stood there, and
shouted, Where did you get that?
Where you left it. On the bed next to me.
* * * *
Jesus Christ, do you always answer your door in your birthday suit?
No, I sleep naked and you woke me. You Jamilla s mouth piece?
Attorney. I looked him up and down. He really was Adonis& with a magnificent
male hard-on. What s with you? You bopping some chick you have stashed in there?
No, she had to get home to her husband and left at eleven o clock, but you re
kinda cute. He wiggled his eyebrows, turned sideways and grabbed his wanger, which
stuck out at one-o clock and shook it at me. You like? I call it Pleasure. I could give you
a go with Pleasure if you like.
I try to be professional, but truthfully, I m all woman, and Max, despite his
shortcomings, was all man. Admittedly, my libido was abnormally high and my needs are
great. That s why my reaction to the image of this People Magazine s, sexiest man alive
candidate, jumping my bones, took my breath away and had my pussy salivating. It
wasn t surprising& but.
Honestly, Max, the idea having a handsome devil like you reaming my you know
what with pleasure sounds mighty tempting, but the fact is, I don t sleep with jerks.
Max s brow furrowed. Jerks?
That s right, jerks. What about you wife?
His frown deepened. Jamilla?
No, by the time I leave here, Jamilla won t be your wife anymore. Excluding the
other wives, I m talking about Jeanette, who if you go along with what I came here to
talk about is going to keep your gorgeous ass out of jail.
Hey, she fucks around.
Only cause you do. Now, why don t you put something on and we ll get down to
business?
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pulled into the space directly in front. There were no lights on in room 12A, so I glanced
at the clock on the dashboard. It was almost two o clock and chances are Max was in bed.
Locking the car, I knocked on the door. After a few seconds a light came on and
Max s baritone voice mumbled, Just a minute. Of course, I d seen pictures of Maxwell
and knew how handsome he was, but I had no idea of the imposing aura the man
projected, especially buck naked.
* * * *
Halfway, through Date Night, Jamilla fell asleep. She d had a rough day and I
didn t want to wake her. I thought about taking her to my bed and cuddling, but I was
afraid she might have a fit if she woke up in my bed. So, I carried her into the spare
bedroom.
It was eleven o clock, but I wasn t the least bit tired. I decided it was because
Jamilla and I had come so close to making love and having her in the house with the way
I react to her had my adrenalin up. I thought about reading a book, but decided I d bring
my laptop into bed and start a paranormal screenplay about twin sisters.
I d been working on it for about an hour when I heard Jamilla s musical voice
coming from the bedroom doorway, My God it s déjà vu. I remember this bedroom set
from my dreams, your walnut bedroom set. She gazed at me questioningly. Did you
have this when you were with& ?
I glanced at her and smiled. Shana? Yes. Actually, she picked it out. She liked the
posts.
Jamilla s eyebrows widened. She did?
Yes, she was quite spontaneous when it came to sex.
Jamilla s eyes glazed over. There you go with those big words again.
I chuckled. Sorry, that means impulsive. She liked to have sex whenever and
wherever she felt like it.
I don t think I could do that.
You don t have to. You are Jamilla. I know that. Just do what feels right for you.
She gazed around the rest of the room in wonderment. Then she sat on the other
side on the king sized bed and bounced. What are you doing up?
I couldn t sleep. I should ask you the same question.
I forgot to tell you. Letta said I could go to the premiere with you this Saturday, if
I wanted to.
And do you?
I almost went to bed with you tonight. What do you think?
His grin was almost wall to wall. I guess you do? Thank you for telling me, but
you didn t have to get up for that. You could have told me in the morning.
I know. I had another reason for getting up.
What s that?
Can you put that computer down and turn the other way.
I did as she asked. Why.
Because I had that dream again and I don t want to sleep in a strange bed alone.
Can I ask you a question?
Sure.
Did you have this house when you were with my sister?
I felt the bedspread flipped forward. I started to turn back to answer her.
Please don t turn yet.
I turned back away from her. I heard movement. It sounded like she was removing
her dress. Yes, I d just inherited it from my Grandmother. Actually my parents inherited
it and they let me live here, but it s mine now. Why
Because I smelled a lilac like cologne in the room you put me in. Did Shana ever
stay in there?
Yes, she slept in there several times. Now, it sounded like Jamilla was slipping
something on. When we first started writing together, before we became intimate. She
did use a Tommy Hilfiger cologne called Tommy Girl, but sweetheart, that was nine
years ago. Can I turn back yet?
In a minute.
I felt movement on the mattress and heard the covers pulled back in place. Jamilla
scooted up beside me and kissed my cheek. Okay, you turn back now. Thanks for the
nighty, I love it.
With a smile on my lips, but a question in my mind I turned taken aback. She was
wearing a baby doll nighty I d bought, all right a nightgown I hadn t seen in years a
nightgown I d bought for her sister. Rattled, I jumped out of bed and stood there, and
shouted, Where did you get that?
Where you left it. On the bed next to me.
* * * *
Jesus Christ, do you always answer your door in your birthday suit?
No, I sleep naked and you woke me. You Jamilla s mouth piece?
Attorney. I looked him up and down. He really was Adonis& with a magnificent
male hard-on. What s with you? You bopping some chick you have stashed in there?
No, she had to get home to her husband and left at eleven o clock, but you re
kinda cute. He wiggled his eyebrows, turned sideways and grabbed his wanger, which
stuck out at one-o clock and shook it at me. You like? I call it Pleasure. I could give you
a go with Pleasure if you like.
I try to be professional, but truthfully, I m all woman, and Max, despite his
shortcomings, was all man. Admittedly, my libido was abnormally high and my needs are
great. That s why my reaction to the image of this People Magazine s, sexiest man alive
candidate, jumping my bones, took my breath away and had my pussy salivating. It
wasn t surprising& but.
Honestly, Max, the idea having a handsome devil like you reaming my you know
what with pleasure sounds mighty tempting, but the fact is, I don t sleep with jerks.
Max s brow furrowed. Jerks?
That s right, jerks. What about you wife?
His frown deepened. Jamilla?
No, by the time I leave here, Jamilla won t be your wife anymore. Excluding the
other wives, I m talking about Jeanette, who if you go along with what I came here to
talk about is going to keep your gorgeous ass out of jail.
Hey, she fucks around.
Only cause you do. Now, why don t you put something on and we ll get down to
business?
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