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room.
    “Oops,” I said. “Are
they okay? I mean, I‘m not going to gross anyone out, am I?”
    “Okay by me,”
she answered. “I hope you enjoy your book.”
    I settled in and
opened the book. It was a boring subject, so it was not long before I found
myself looking about the room, which was empty of people and seemed as lonely
as I. My eyes wandered over to the pretty receptionist and I was surprised to
see her walk from behind the desk and head my way. She was carrying a small
portable CD player in one hand and a plastic bag in the other.
    “Do you mind if
I play some music and dance?” she asked as she approached me. “I like to
practice my hula when things are quiet and no one is around.”
    “Sure, go
ahead,” I answered, my eyes widening. I could not help but notice. She was
wearing a tight skirt, but did not look much like a hula dancer. She turned on
the CD player and a soft Hawaiian tune drifted through the lobby.
    “I need to
change, if you don’t mind?” she said with a slight giggle. I could do nothing
else but watch. I gave no answer while she took a grass skirt out of the bag
she was carrying in her right hand. I wondered how she was going to accomplish
this in an open lobby.
    “I’ll just turn
around,” she said.
    I watched
amazed, as she removed her blouse and bra. Her back was slim and beautiful. She
looked so soft. I felt the tips of my fingers get warm. I wanted to reach out
and touch her. I wanted my warm fingers to touch her soft skin. I could not
believe it. She was right here, stripping in front of me. I shook my head in
disbelief. No it was real. It had to be. At least, the erection I was starting
to get as I watched her bend over to remove a coconut bra from the bag was
real. I could see the swelling at the side of her breasts as she slipped it on,
wiggling it into place.
    “I hope that
thing is padded,” I managed to say, thinking about her soft breasts against a
rough coconut hull. I reached down and felt my penis. I was hard and erect. I
squeezed the head and the shaft. It felt good, as I had not had an erection
since. Well, I thought, since a long time, ago.
    “Nice and soft,”
she replied. I could tell she was unconcerned. She had to know I was watching
every move. Next, she removed her skirt in one motion and stretched her arms
high as if she were getting a kink out of her back. She looked over her
shoulder and winked. I licked my lips as I watched her smooth firm butt jiggle
when she tightened her muscles.
    I could not help
but notice the thong panties with a little bow at the back. She bent over and
removed them. I could see light between her legs, as she was thin. I imagined I
could see bulge between her legs. No, it was not my imagination. I could see
the bulge of her pubic hair and labia. I wanted to reach over and touch the
black hair and feel the warmth of her soft labial lips. Instead, I tried to
keep my cool as she pulled up the grass skirt and turned to face me.
    She was
beautiful and from somewhere, flowers had appeared in her hair. She started to
sway back and forth, keeping time with the gentle flowing music. It was a
sensual dance, so even though she was now dressed, my erection maintained
itself. Once I thought she looked with interest at the bulge in my scrub pants.
She did smile. There was no doubt in my mind.
    “This is a dance
of a lost love,” she said, smiling at me again. I watched as she swayed her
hips and moved her arms. I could see her bare legs all the way to the belt
holding the skirt in place, but something made me forget about the dark
triangle between her legs. As a result, my erection subsided and I shrank into
a flaccid nothingness.
    She continued to
sway to the music and to tell me of the story she was weaving with her hands. The
story was of two lovers and they had been parted by a terrible accident. Tears
started to come into my eyes as I thought about Marie and what had taken her
from me three years ago.
    “You’ve lost
someone you