"Me too. I danced with too many squares tonight. Let's melt 'em all down."
She picked up a glass and I filled it for her. As she drank, I slipped my arm around her and toyed with the skin of her bare back.
"Hey, there, boy! Whoa! What's up?" "Me. I was waiting for you to come home." She backed away.
"Oh, wait a minute, Charlie boy. We've been through all this before. You know it doesn't do any good.
I mean, you know I think a lot of you, and I'd drag you into bed in a minute if I thought there was a chance.
But I don't want to get all worked up for nothing. It's not fair, Charlie."
"It'll be different tonight. I swear it." Before she could protest, I had her in my arms, kissing her, caressing her,
overwhelming her with all the built-up excitement that was ready to tear me apart.
I tried to unhook her brassière, but I pulled too hard and the hook tore out.
"For God's sake, Charlie, my bra—" "Don't worry about your bra..." I choked, helping her to take it off.
"I'll buy you a new one. I'm going to make up for the other times. I'm going to make love to you all night long."
She pulled away from me. "Charlie, I've never heard you talk like that. And stop looking at me as if you want to swallow me whole."
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