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playroom anticipating Jonah's next move.
Leticia took a sudden ragged breath as I drew the silk scarf across her eyes and tied it securely. I put my hands on her shoulders and leaned close to her ear. The scent of her perfume enveloped me – a light, floral fragrance.
“Can you see anything?”
Leticia shook her head.
“Good,” I said. My voice was calm and gentle. Leticia was trembling. I could feel the little jolts of anxious voltage running down the length of her spine. Still standing behind her, I traced a fingertip lightly down the soft pale skin of her throat until I felt the first button of her blouse. My hand paused.
“Don’t try to guess what I am going to do next Leticia. Instead, try to sense it – try to feel your own body and imagine where you would like to be touched.”
Leticia nodded. I walked quietly around her until I was standing right in front of her. Her lips were slightly parted, glossy and wet. I brushed my fingertip across her cheek, and her head moved, as though craving the contact. I saw the sudden ragged explosion of her breath. It came in a series of short pants, and her breasts beneath the gossamer thin silk of her blouse heaved in anticipation.
Book Boyfriend Reviews
April, 7 th .
Jonah realizing his fictional stories that women love are a part of Jason Luke’s reality.
I sat upright in the bed with a silent scream – one that never quite reached my lips. I was shaking. The sheet fell down around my waist.
Beside me, Leticia woke suddenly, her face tense and filled with concern. “Jonah! Are you all right?”
I stared fixedly at her for long seconds, then glanced around the room. My bedroom. I sighed deep relief and slumped back on the bed. “I had a dream,” I said. “A terrible, terrible dream.”
Leticia lay close to me and raked her fingers through the whorls of dark hair across my chest soothingly. “Tell me,” she offered.
I shook my head. “I dreamed this wasn’t real. That I wasn’t real! I dreamed I was Jason Luke. God! I was suddenly fifteen years older, and much less handsome!” I scraped my hand across my chin. “And in the dream I hadn’t shaved for a few days. I dreamed that you and I… everything was just in the imagination of an ordinary guy. I dreamed that everything I knew was really the thoughts of this… this Jason Luke writer!”
Leticia pressed her body close to mine. She was warm and soft. “You dreamed you were Jason Luke?” she repeated, her tone appalled and sickened. “My God, Jonah! How awful for you! That wasn’t a dream at all… that was some hideous, horrible nightmare. No one would dream of being Jason Luke!”
Leticia shuddered suddenly, as though a spider had crawled up her arm. I closed my eyes again – but sleep never came. I spent the night staring up at the ceiling… wondering…
A note from Jason:
This was another scene that gave me the perfect opportunity to poke fun at myself. I am sure being me would be a lot of people’s worst nightmare…
Flirty and Dirty
April, 7 th .
Leticia's ex getting trained by Jonah , location in the kitchen.
“Let me put it in terms you will understand,” I said abruptly to Leticia’s ex-boyfriend. He was just a kid, and he had a surly confidence about him that was undeserved. “You lost Leticia because you are a fool. Here is some advice you can understand. It might help you avoid making the same mistake next time you actually meet a real woman.”
The guy’s face became dark, as if he wasn’t liking the way I spoke to him. I didn’t care.
“Women are like cars,” I said. “Luxury European sports cars. They have beautiful flowing lines, and amazing performance… if you know how to handle them. You can’t just jump behind the wheel and slam on the gas because you are in a hurry. Women need to be taken up through the gears gradually. And sometimes it’s okay to drop back down through the gears before you reach top speed. Women are full of
Leticia took a sudden ragged breath as I drew the silk scarf across her eyes and tied it securely. I put my hands on her shoulders and leaned close to her ear. The scent of her perfume enveloped me – a light, floral fragrance.
“Can you see anything?”
Leticia shook her head.
“Good,” I said. My voice was calm and gentle. Leticia was trembling. I could feel the little jolts of anxious voltage running down the length of her spine. Still standing behind her, I traced a fingertip lightly down the soft pale skin of her throat until I felt the first button of her blouse. My hand paused.
“Don’t try to guess what I am going to do next Leticia. Instead, try to sense it – try to feel your own body and imagine where you would like to be touched.”
Leticia nodded. I walked quietly around her until I was standing right in front of her. Her lips were slightly parted, glossy and wet. I brushed my fingertip across her cheek, and her head moved, as though craving the contact. I saw the sudden ragged explosion of her breath. It came in a series of short pants, and her breasts beneath the gossamer thin silk of her blouse heaved in anticipation.
Book Boyfriend Reviews
April, 7 th .
Jonah realizing his fictional stories that women love are a part of Jason Luke’s reality.
I sat upright in the bed with a silent scream – one that never quite reached my lips. I was shaking. The sheet fell down around my waist.
Beside me, Leticia woke suddenly, her face tense and filled with concern. “Jonah! Are you all right?”
I stared fixedly at her for long seconds, then glanced around the room. My bedroom. I sighed deep relief and slumped back on the bed. “I had a dream,” I said. “A terrible, terrible dream.”
Leticia lay close to me and raked her fingers through the whorls of dark hair across my chest soothingly. “Tell me,” she offered.
I shook my head. “I dreamed this wasn’t real. That I wasn’t real! I dreamed I was Jason Luke. God! I was suddenly fifteen years older, and much less handsome!” I scraped my hand across my chin. “And in the dream I hadn’t shaved for a few days. I dreamed that you and I… everything was just in the imagination of an ordinary guy. I dreamed that everything I knew was really the thoughts of this… this Jason Luke writer!”
Leticia pressed her body close to mine. She was warm and soft. “You dreamed you were Jason Luke?” she repeated, her tone appalled and sickened. “My God, Jonah! How awful for you! That wasn’t a dream at all… that was some hideous, horrible nightmare. No one would dream of being Jason Luke!”
Leticia shuddered suddenly, as though a spider had crawled up her arm. I closed my eyes again – but sleep never came. I spent the night staring up at the ceiling… wondering…
A note from Jason:
This was another scene that gave me the perfect opportunity to poke fun at myself. I am sure being me would be a lot of people’s worst nightmare…
Flirty and Dirty
April, 7 th .
Leticia's ex getting trained by Jonah , location in the kitchen.
“Let me put it in terms you will understand,” I said abruptly to Leticia’s ex-boyfriend. He was just a kid, and he had a surly confidence about him that was undeserved. “You lost Leticia because you are a fool. Here is some advice you can understand. It might help you avoid making the same mistake next time you actually meet a real woman.”
The guy’s face became dark, as if he wasn’t liking the way I spoke to him. I didn’t care.
“Women are like cars,” I said. “Luxury European sports cars. They have beautiful flowing lines, and amazing performance… if you know how to handle them. You can’t just jump behind the wheel and slam on the gas because you are in a hurry. Women need to be taken up through the gears gradually. And sometimes it’s okay to drop back down through the gears before you reach top speed. Women are full of
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