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Back Together Again With Shy

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42nd Avenue – Pamela

After my departure with Timmy, I had a call from an old customer, sorry, I mean old friend, Shy.

We had an agreement of meeting at a restaurant. Then, I quickly reached out to Rosa my friend to accompany me. On getting there, I looked at Shy once again. He looked more handsome than ever before. He was dressed in a black jeans trousers and a sparkling white T-shirt. His eyes bore into mine, piercing, penetrating, making me feel weak. He looked good enough for lunch and if not for the good fuck I had had with Timmy earlier, I would have fallen into his arms straight away and demanded that he ravish my body.

   I knew I had a soft spot for Shy. He was handsome and he knew how to make me achieve multiple orgasms. But each time I remembered how he had dumped me, just because of what Chief – remember that my long-time sugar Daddy? – had told him about me, I hated him. Now here we were, staring at each other at KFC’s main entrance.

   “Leave my hand and let me go. She’s waiting for…” I said weakly, gesturing at Rosa my friend who stood a few meters away, watching the drama. What I couldn’t tell him was that his touch was already sending tingling sensation all through my body. Shy surely had a way of making my legs weak before him.

   “I won’t let you go. Not this time. You belong to me and nobody else,” he said in a low commanding tone which turned me on even more.

   “You had your time and you squandered it. It’s no fault of mine. Please…”

   “Look Pamela, I know I once hurt you. But I’m ready to make amends. That was what I wanted to tell you at the party but your boyfriend never gave us a chance.”

   “He’s not my boyfriend. In any case, does it really matter?”

   “Yes, it does because I still love you.”

   “Love my foot,” I said, hissed and turned to leave. But his hold on my hand was firm.

   “Alright Pamela, I won’t blame you for being angry after what happened. I’ll be at your apartment tonight and we can straighten things out.”

   “I won’t be in. so, don’t bother,” I said, even as my heart and body desired him.

   “Then tomorrow morning?” he asked. I didn’t know what to say. I simply shrugged. I wanted him so badly but I couldn’t admit it before him.    As Rosa and I entered a car outside the joint I sincerely wished that Shy and I could be back together again.