I was hosting a party and it was getting late. I stood in the kitchen, a long galley place with muted brown oak panelling but even though many people crowded around me I wanted to retire to my bed.
From one end of the kitchen into the bedroom I slipped out, and I went over to my pullout bed. Only a crack of light shone from the bedroom door back through to the kitchen.
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Then I lay down diagonal across the bed with my body above the sheets, my head against the wall. My legs dangled over the side.
A woman came in and lay across me. She lay her head on my stomach, her naked body perpendicular to mine so that I could stroke her buttocks which felt so soft and supple.
I stroked the woman’s platinum blonde hair too. It was arranged in a bob and was almost silver in colour. As I traced my hand across her lower back, I feared that Siobhan would walk in at any minute.
The woman and I continued to lie there, her head face down on my belly in a calm repose. I continued to stroke her until I no longer fretted and instead, I enjoyed the softness of her skin against my fingers tips.
Others started to come into the bedroom, faces in the dark coming up to us as I lay with the naked platinum blonde woman. They congratulated me for the party or exchanged words without mind of the woman lying with me.
I thought, what if they reported back my situation, but at that moment I did not mind too much.
Instead Jennifer White stood up, for that was her name. We sat at a round table, across from each other and her platinum hair framed her cute pale face and her upturned nose. Then a couple of the guests started to tell me that Jennifer was an alcoholic.
I looked across the table from her as she sat placidly, her face turned sideways slightly so that I could see the line of her nose and appreciate her beauty.
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