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[for gwen]
Mar. 6th, 2007 05:37 pm[DATED TUESDAY FEB 27]
Jack was antsy. Anticipatory. She hadn't asked him to fuck her. This wasn't just some quick tryst that didn't mean anything other than enjoying each other for a bit. No...Jack knew some things had significance above and beyond others.
And he wasn't ever accused of doing something like this wrong.
He had the record player on, softly playing Glenn Miller. He had a few candles lit around the room, the flames dancing as the sunset gave way to twilight and then to darkness. He even dressed for the occasion...as the night grew cooler, he pulled on his topcoat and walked out to the balcony to wait.
Jack was antsy. Anticipatory. She hadn't asked him to fuck her. This wasn't just some quick tryst that didn't mean anything other than enjoying each other for a bit. No...Jack knew some things had significance above and beyond others.
And he wasn't ever accused of doing something like this wrong.
He had the record player on, softly playing Glenn Miller. He had a few candles lit around the room, the flames dancing as the sunset gave way to twilight and then to darkness. He even dressed for the occasion...as the night grew cooler, he pulled on his topcoat and walked out to the balcony to wait.
