Blossoms of Love

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Natalie answered, “Let’s go somewhere real classy.” David frowned, “You mean formal?” Sharon said, “Yea let’s do. I’ve got a new formal I’ve just been dying to wear.” Natalie said, “I like Monty in his white Navy uniform.” Lamont complained, “It’s too damn hot to wear dress clothes.” David agreed with Lamont, “He’s right Nat.” Natalie begged, “Oh come on. This is your last night here. You have to leave tomorrow night.” David asked Lamont, “Shall we give in to these two lovely ladies?” Lamont drank the rest of his beer, “Okay.” He looked at Natalie, “If you only knew how I’m sacrificing for you. I hate whites and a tie. They choke the hell out of me.” Natalie said, “But darling, you’re so very beautiful.” He laughed, “Men aren’t beautiful, women are.” Natalie said, “You are.” David laughed, “Come on beautiful, let’s get this place cleaned up so we can get ready for tonight.” Lamont shoved him in the pool.
    The night club was crowded when they arrived. As they made their way to a table, Natalie was well aware of women’s eyes following Lamont. She was proud she was the one holding his hand. The table was outside on the balcony under the starry sky and cool breeze. When they were seated, Sharon squeezed David’s arm, “Oh how romantic.” The moon shining on the ocean made the water look as though it was sprinkled with diamonds. Natalie squeezed Lamont’s hand. Lamont smiled, “You’ve got stars in your eyes tonight sugar.” Natalie beamed, “It’s because I’m so very happy.” David said, “I’m very hungry.” Sharon said, “List to him. Not a bit romantic.” Lamont said, “I agree. Who needs romance before you eat and have a few drinks under their belt?” They order the food and drinks. When the food was all eaten, the drinks kept coming. The girls knew their dates would get drunk before they left. Natalie asked, “Come on Monty, dance with me before you get stoned.” Lamont asked, “Who’s gonna get stoned?” She took his hand, “You will and you know it.”
    As they danced, Natalie knew she was the envy of a lot of women there. She saw one blond woman trying to get Lamont’s attention as they went back to the table. The music started again just as they sat down. Sharon got David to dance. Lamont poured himself another drink. He looked at Natalie, “You’re very beautiful tonight Nat.” She smiled, “Uh oh. The champagne’s talking already.” He repeated, “You are beautiful.” She kissed him on the cheek, “Well just keep talking like that. It’s nice to hear from you.” She giggled, “I’d like to be a sex pot like the blond who has been trying to get your attention all evening.” He looked at her seriously, “Who the hell likes sex pots?” Natalie looked surprised, “Why I thought all men liked sexy women.” Lamont said, “Only when they just want to play around.” Natalie said, “Just as long as you like me, I’m satisfied.” Lamont said, “There’s something about you that separates you from most women. Maybe it’s the way you were raised.” He winked at her, “You’re a classy dame. You also have a damn good figure.” She asked, “How do you know?” He grinned, “A bikini leaves damn little for the imagination.” She giggled, “I didn’t think you noticed.” He sipped on his drink, “I noticed alright.”
    As they danced again, Natalie kissed him on the ear and whispered, “Oh Monty I love you.” The next dance Sharon asked Monty to dance. While they were on the dance floor Natalie said, “I’m going to sleep with Monty tonight.” David asked, “Did he ask you?” She answered, “No I want to. It will be a long time before we see each other again.” David remarked, “That won’t hold him Nat. Don’t do it.” She asked, “Why not? I love him. Besides I know you and Sharon are.” David explained, “That’s different. One of these days, I’ll marry her.” Natalie said,

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