Write Me a Love Story

Write Me A Love Story

By

Retta Michaels

Disclaimer:

If you are under the age of eighteen, or live in a locale which doesn't allow you to read these sorts of stories legally, then please don't. Come back when it's legal for you to do so and it will be great with us who are here legally. In fact, we'll support you and in the right circumstances help get you laid. Now, skedaddle and shut the door on your way out!

Now, for the rest of you who are supposed to be adults, act like it!

Notes From Retta:

Hi all! First of all, I'd like to apologize for the amount of time it's taken to get this chapter out to you guys and gals. It's here now, and I'll do what I can so you're not waiting as long the next time.

Chapter 6

When we got back to the car dealer, Jimmy said he wanted to go in and look on his computer for my truck on the local dealer's inventories. We followed him in and he found one real fast over at Springfield. The only difference was that one had a sunroof. I agreed to take it and then told Jimmy I wanted to have some customized floor mats put in them. He said they didn't do customized mats and I told him I'd get them, but asked him if the floor mats in our trucks be "loaners" until we got the customized ones. He agreed.

Donna took the VIN# from the computer screen and got me insurance for my car immediately transferred to it. Jimmy handed me the keys to Stu's new truck and said, "You can take it home with you. He'll be coming in tomorrow to trade, and I trust you....I know where you live!"

We laughed and I gave them both hugs. Jimmy said, "Jeremy, please tell whomever it is I'm really nice and won't put his business out there. I'll do likewise."

"I will, don't worry. I'm sure he's going to like you."

I left and realized Jimmy had left the dealer plates on the truck. I went to go back in to the dealer and found him. I told him about the plates and he said it'd be fine and to just bring them back in when we came in. On an impulse, I told Jimmy to get a couple extra keys made for each truck so both Stu and I would have keys and each cabin would have one also. We'd then be covered for any eventuality. He nodded and I left.

I drove past Steak N Shake and got everything Stu and Gypsy wanted. I got a chicken breast platter and a sundae shake. I drove home and when I got there, Stu was waiting up. Gyp as soon as she heard the crumple of the sack and the smell of food was once again, my best buddy.

We ate and I was stuffed. Stu shooed me into going to take a shower and when the warm water hit my body, it was like it relaxed every muscle in me. The bad thing about it was the warm spray hitting the burns was excruciatingly painful. I hurried and finished and got out to the bedroom with Stu.

He came over and kissed me and said, "Babe, you look better without clothes on than most men do with them on."

"Nah, there's all sorts of things wrong with this body. My butts too big. My hips are too wide. My eyes are too far apart."

"Jer, all of those parts you're criticizing are parts of you that I love. Shush that up and lay down on the bed, you're as red as a beet. My burn hurt, but yours looks really painful."

"It did hurt something awful. I don't know what they put in them bags, but in a way, I'm glad they put whatever they do. These burns can heal, broken and torn bodies don't. Just think of how bad it would've been in we hadn't had on our seat belts!"

"Yeah, I'm glad I wore mine. Usually in my Jeep, I don't."

"Well, we need to make sure we start wearing them."

I sat down on the bed in front of him. We were sitting Indian style. He rubbed lotion on my face, neck, shoulders, and then down onto my chest. He kept going on down and I loved the feelings he was giving me. When he reached my waist, I said, "Stu, I'm the one that promised you the massage, let me start with you. By the way, what's this oil?"

"It's something I picked up a long time ago at a place that I believe went out of business not long afterwards. The old woman who makes the stuff passed away, however I bet one of her relatives knows the recipe. We'll have to ask Donna if she happens to know the people."

"I really like the feel of it. It's not greasy and it's got plenty of moisturizeres in it. It feels like silk upon my skin. Here, lay down and I'll rub you down, you're getting red too."

"It does burn, but it can't possibly be as bad as yours."

"It's getting red."

I sat up with his head in my lap with my back resting against the headboard. I began doing a facial massage with the oil. As soon as it touched his face, he moaned and said, "Ooh, that does feel nice. It's cooling it already."

"Yeah, we really need to see if Donna knows who made this stuff. If we sold it at the 'waters', and just gave sample facial rubs, we'd sell a ton of it."

"Maybe that would be a way to get good will going with the locals...if we started selling local items. It'd help them and then when they spoke to someone who was in the area, they'd give us good words."

"You're right. The words of locals versus advertising is what keeps business thriving when times are down. I remember once we had a new competitor come into the area offering pools cheaper, but most of the people knew we had a build up clientèle and the ones interested asked around to the customers of ours versus theirs. They found out the initial cost of a pool was cheaper but the chemicals and maintenance annually, we were cheaper. So, the word of the locals does matter"

I paused for a moment and then decided to approach Stu with something else which was on my mind. "Umm, Stu, I'm going to ask something, but I thought of a way we could do the discounts with the locals if they don't have a local I.D.. If we go around to the various shows and ask if they're interested, we could put them into a coupon booklet, or maybe the local paper would allow us to have a coupon section in which the locals could save on various things locally. The reason I'm saying this is if you put a coupon in for the Dairy Queen, then it would benefit more too. I realize people, when they're hungry for ice cream, don't really care if they get a discount, but say...if you offer a bag of Dilly Bars cheaper, then those with families could come in. Some money's better than no money, right?"

"You're good! You might not realize it, but a lot of locals would rather go to a neighboring town simply because of the traffic. If we give them incentives, like once a month, then they'll make that effort to come into the store. Maybe once they see what we offer from the Brazier, they'll buy something from it too!"

"Yeah, and in the off months, then it will pay more for them to come this direction."

"I like this. You've got your thinking cap on and I'm seeing things I've never thought of. This is nice."

"Well, I am to please."

By this time, I was rubbing his shoulders and chest. When I ran my hands across his nipples, I felt a chill go through him. It was interesting because I hadn't meant it as a turn on, but when I looked down at his groin area, I definitely saw a lump...well, make that a nice sized lump. I chuckled.

He looked up at me with a smirk, "What you chuckling about?"

"Oh, I didn't mean for this to be foreplay, but I see I've definitely gotten you excited."

"Hon, a man's not touched me this way in years. Then, I happen to fall into a lucky streak where a sexy little guy's touching me this way, and parts of me are going to react."

"Let me up, I've got to rearrange here."

"What you going to do?"

"I've reached about as far as I can, I need to do this so, I can roll you over and massage your back. But, if you prefer to roll over face down in my crotch...well, that can be arranged. I think you'll find I'm just as stimulated!"

We both chuckled.

"Jer, I'd be willing to reconsider if you would."

"Babe, how about if I finish this massage and we see where things go? I'm not saying no, but let's see what other mysteries the evening has in it?"

"Oooh, you're going to make me wait in suspense are you!"

He let me up but he turned around and began tickling me. Usually, I'm not very ticklish, but for him, I was. Soon, he had me pinned and began to kiss me passionately. I kissed him back just as hungrily.

Things heated up, and I could feel him grinding into my thigh. I wasn't innocent by a long shot. I was thrusting up to meet his just as much.

Our lips were crushing each other to the point of being painful, but I didn't care. The passion I had in this one kiss was more than all the times I'd had with anyone. In that one kiss, I knew. I just knew, I wanted things to be with him as they'd never been before.

In kissing me, he was moaning and I was moaning and our thrusts began to be more frenzied. Suddenly, I felt myself on the verge of a powerful orgasm, when he began to thrust spasmodically. He moaned into my mouth, and the vibrations went to my core. I began to unload into my underclothes and I felt suddenly drenched by the onslaught of his wetness coating me too.

He broke the kiss and said, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry."

"If you get up now, I'm afraid you'll find yourself drug back into this bed by whatever I can grab first. There's not a thing to be sorry for. Both of us just experienced something so powerful and loving, I've never felt anything like it before."

We continued to lay there panting and nuzzling each others shoulders and ears. "Jer, I'm falling hopelessly in love with you."

"I'm glad. I'm feeling it too. If you make me wait until this fall, I'll wait, but that's going to be agony."

"We need to be smarter about this than running headlong into it, but I feel like you're my second chance at happiness in this world and I want you."

"I feel the same. What we just experienced, I've never felt as powerful as I've just had it with you. It feels like it's brand new."

He pulled away and looked into my eyes. We stared at each other and then came together once again into a kiss. It was gentler and less needy...more loving and more secure than anything I'd felt. I could feel him hugging me and my arms were up around him hugging him to me likewise.

He broke the kiss again. "We've got to go take a shower. I suggest we do it together."

"You won't get weird on me, will you?"

"No."

"Good, because I want to explore every inch of your body."

"Yeah, me with a red face from embarrassment and you with yours from me wrecking your car."

"Stuart, get over that. It could have very easily have been me driving and then what would you have blamed it on? By the way, thank you for the sweet way you did that tonight with paying the rest of mine off. I'll make it up to you, that's for sure."

"No, that's my way of apologizing."

"No, then I won't accept it. If you say it's a love offering, I'll accept it, but don't ever think you can buy me something and it'll make up for saying you're sorry."

"Point taken. With how sharply you said that, I'd say you had someone do that to you before."

"Yeah, my dad. He couldn't tell us kids he loved us, but he sure as hell would go out and put our family into debt as way as apologizing. We'd eat pancakes and meat loaf and beans for a year, but he definitely had us hoodwinked into thinking we were lucky."

"Care to talk about it."

"No, I'd love to forget it, but I can't."

"Is this your dad who you're mom's married to now?"

"No, he's my step dad, but I took his name. My real dad was abusive as hell. The air miles my mom got from flying across the room weren't redeemable except for therapy later."

"Where's he at?"

"Dead."

"Oh"

"Yeah, the thing about it is, after they got divorced, I think he really realized what he lost. It's like all the control and anger left him. He suddenly became civilized and what was sad was he passed away from cancer and not one time did he sit down and say, "I'm proud of you" or "I love you"."

I paused for a moment because I was about to lose it emotionally. Stu felt it and held onto me and hugged me. "When he died, everyone was there to let him know we loved him and he couldn't come off the macho bullshit to tell us. It wasn't until after he died someone asked me if I'd told him that's what I needed. I didn't think about it until then, but I hadn't. I didn't think I had to. Maybe he just didn't get it and would have done it if he'd known."

That's when I lost it. Stu hugged me and rocked me and said, "Babe, for what it's worth, I love you and I'm proud of you already."

"I love you too. Let's get over this drama moment and get into the shower."

Gyp jumped up on the bed and came up by our heads. Her eyes were tearing and I said, "Gyp, I didn't mean to make you cry."

"She loves you too."

We hugged her to us and she then began to do the happy pant she does.

We lay there and pet her for a few minutes and then Stu got up and pulled me with him. "Come on love, we've got to go get this stuff washed off us."

"O.k., you talked me into going in there and feeling all over your body."

"Well, you're making that seem like I'm ready to go again."

I laughed hard, "If you're that easy to coax, then I think I can get used to this real fast."

"I'm that easy when it's you."

We went in and got into the shower. The fortunate thing was my parents had a really large shower built into the cabin. Mom always said it was for when they got older that she'd be able to be down here in a wheel chair, but I was just now understanding my parents were probably kinkier than I thought.

We peeled out of our wet under clothing and I took his from him and put them in the sink. "I'll get those rinsed out in a few moments so they don't stain."

I felt his hand on me and turned into an embrace. I began to scrub at his back as he did mine. We stepped under the water as we kissed. Water cascaded down over us and we broke apart to get shampoo. He poured some in my hands as he did his. We scrubbed each other's hair and then kissed again as we stepped under the water.

When we were sufficiently rinsed, he took the bar of soap and began to wash my body .taking care to scrub everything down to my waist. He handed me the soap and I did the same. I paused to kiss each area I washed before I lathered it with soap. He chuckled, "You going to have us in here all night?"

"No, just long enough, and then I'll have my way with you again."

"Oh, you had your way with me huh!" He chuckled, "It seems I'm the one that started this by tickling you!"

"You might have gotten a head start on me, but I was sure planning on it."

"Oh, you were, were you?"

"Yup"

"Well, we'll see about that."

"Be quiet, and let me concentrate on my work. I've got to kiss each inch of you and then scrub it."

He chuckled. "Well, then don't let me interrupt you."

"You won't."

I scrubbed and kissed my way across his body and then downward. I was thankful when he wanted to relieve me when I got to his waist. Bending over and kissing was giving me a kink in my neck. His taking over was a welcome break.

He turned the water down to less force and then squatted in front of me. He scrubbed and then looked up at me. "You're so beautiful."

"Remind me we need to get you glasses."

"I'll remind you I'm the judge here and I think you're hot."

"O.k., your honor."

"Ooh, turn around and let me scrub you. Yup, I do definitely see a smart ass."

"Well, my brains are located there. I know where yours is located."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I saw it in that big lump earlier."

"Oh well..."

"Yeah, maybe if I'm on my best behavior, I won't have to wait until this fall for us to have a meeting of the minds."

"Yup, that's a smart ass alright. And, No, if I keep acting like I did earlier, I don't think you'll have to wait. I really am sorry."

"No you're not because I'm not. If I had to do it over again, I'd have done it again."

"Me too."

"I'd say we saved ourselves a good five months tonight."

"And then some."

"You think?"

"Yeah, the way I feel, I'm thinking about how I'm going to seduce you and sweep you off y our feet."

"Oh, don't do it here, we'll both end up in a pile, but just as soon as you can get your house shoes on, we can practice."

He chuckled.

"I'm too old tonight. Wait until tomorrow when I'm younger. That wreck beat the tar out of me."

"It's because you tensed up. Me, I was calm cool and collected."

He really let out a belly roll laugh and began to imitate me and then said, "Yup, that's the picture of poise."

"Now, who's the smart ass."

He stood up and we kissed again. We did a slow dance together under the water spray and I broke us apart and went down with the bar of soap.

This time, I lifted his feet and scrubbed his toes and the bottoms. I began to slowly work my way up his ankles, calves, and then his thighs. When I got to his upper thighs, I turned him around and scrubbed his butt making sure I got in good around his perineum and pucker. I then turned him around and said, "I forgot to kiss most everything. I guess I'll have to make up for it now."

"You're going to have me boning again here real fast."

"That's the idea my love. So just lean back and enjoy the ride."

"Let me rinse and then we can go into the bedroom and satisfy each other better there."

"Maybe I want to give you pleasure without you feeling you're going to have to return it. You can have tomorrow night."

"Oh, I don't think I can wait that long."

"O.k., then you can have your turn in the bedroom and I'll take mine now."

"You're going to be the death of me."

"No, far from it. I'm planning on being the love of you."

"Thank you."

"No problem, I'm meaning to please. Now if you'll just let me...."

"By all means."

I kissed and scrubbed his balls and then washed all around his shaft and then when I was satisfied, I began to kiss and wash his shaft. When we rinsed it, I began to give him slow and deep head. He must have liked the sensations because the moans and grunts soon were there again.

When he came, he leaned against the wall and said, "Ooh, that was the best."

"Thanks."

"Let's rinse so this old man can catch his breath and go return the favor."

"Let's take our time and make out in here. Then, we'll go in there and do things."

"No, I want to satisfy you and although you might think it's o.k, to make yourself wait, I sure don't."

"O.k., did I mention I love you?"

"Yeah, as much as I love you."

"That's a lot."

"You got it."

We kissed and danced a slow dance in a circle again and then turned the water off and dried each other. When we got to the bedroom, Gyp had taken up residence in the middle of the bed. She probably figured if she was going to get any attention, she was going to have to give us some real strong clues.

We pet her and then I shooed her off the bed telling her she could get back on when we were ready. Stu, ever the diplomat, took her into the kitchen and showed her where her doggie dish was. She apparently was satisfied because she didn't come back in with him.

He crawled up from the foot of the bed in between my legs and lay down upon me full length. I hugged him to me and said, "I'm prepared to sleep just like this."

"Me too, but old age and not being used to it would make me really regret it tomorrow."

"Me too, so don't be saying it's because you're old. Heck, I'd be aching too."

As we lay there, Stu and I nuzzled each other and caressed each other softly. "Jer, I'm going to say something, but please don't be offended by what I'm about to say."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, nothing like that at all. What I'm going to say is we're getting closer than I thought faster than I thought and I'm really happy. I'm not sure how you feel, but what I said about waiting until the end of the Summer is now off with me. Whenever you're ready to take the next step, I'm ready for you to move in with me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm falling in love with you and there's a huge part of me that says if I'm stupid enough to wait until the end of the Summer, then I'm messing up something which is growing better than I ever imagined. I'm not normally one to rush off into things, but this feels totally right. I want you and I feel strong enough about us to take that step. I'm not saying this to put pressure on you. I'm just telling you so you know that move's up to you...so you're not waiting on me and thinking I don't want you there."

"Babe, I'm really happy. There's a huge part of me that says to jump at the chance because with you, I feel totally at ease. There's another part which tells me to have caution because of how fast I jumped into things with Dave. I'm not saying you're Dave, because you don't even begin to compare to his level. You're like up here" I said motioning with my hand. "And, he's down here."

"He's on his level because that's where he finds his happiness. Don't judge him. I think it just wasn't meant to be for you two. It's like apples and oranges. The two don't compare. You're juicier than an orange though..." He said chuckling and nuzzling into my neck.

"Well, maybe that's what was wrong. We kept trying to make each other what we were and it just didn't work."

"Just think of it as that and don't end up hating him over it. With you, I've found a complete match, I think."

"Oh, I think too. I'm so happy we're together."

"Tomorrow, I've absolutely got to work on that story I was writing. We've got things in town to do, but for me, it's probably only going to be going to the car license bureau and getting the license changed...which reminds me...after we go to the dealer, let's go get the license together and I'll write one check. It's not fair for you to have to pay that because if I'd not wrecked your car, you wouldn't be needing to pay that fee."

"Stuart."

"Don't Stuart me! I'm not going to take a different answer than the word 'Yes' on this, so just appease me, or I'll go in before you and hand the lady a blank check and tell her to use it and your money's not good enough for her."

"O.k., but I was going to say that if we're going to be going into a relationship, then there's not going to be a thing of you owing me a thing. We're laying here talking about us being together, and you're still separating what's mine and yours. If I'm going to commit to it, then it's ours. You'll still have your business and I will mine, but what we've got here is ours....o.k.?"

"No. Because the way I am is what I have is yours too. If you want us to share, then what I've got is going to be yours too. I've already been thinking that way for a day or so, so now I'm just making it known verbally. One thing I need to do is get to a lawyer and get it all finalized legally. The state of Missouri won't protect either one of us if anything should happen. We're going to have to have it spelled out in very fine detailed paperwork. They say you can't get married if you're gay, but you can build the paper trail to where it basicly gets the same thing done through wills, bequeaths, beneficiary, and trust. The advantage of a corporation is the taxes are less, so we're getting your name put onto that too. I don't know what all I have to do, but I've got a lawyer that did the paperwork for Eddie and I, and he'll do great for us this time too."

"O.k., but please don't think that's why I want you. Heck, if you never gave me a thing but your heart, I'd still be just as in love with you."

"I know that, but in the eventuality, I want to see you're protected."

"Well, protect yourself in case the eventuality goes the other direction too. I'd roll over in my grave if you didn't."

"I know..and that's how I feel. Fortunately, when Eddie died, his family never made a fuss. That's the good thing...because if they had, they'd found we protected each other quite well."

"I want the same thing. My mom is good about me being gay, but I don't want her being able to come in and hurting you if anything should happen."

"Now, one thing I'm going to insist upon is something we need to discuss."

"What's that?"

"When Eddie died, before he passed, we racked up quite a number of hospital bills. I don't know if it's true, but I just felt the hospital really tacked on a lot of excess charges that weren't needed in that bill. The total was up over six hundred grand for about four hours worth of work which sounds outrageous."

"That's terrible!"

"Yes it is. That's why I'd like to ask you for permission of us to protect each other by a life insurance policy. If anything should happen to me, then you've got a year's worth of my income coming in from the policy and then you can pay any of those bills we need paid. I'd expect you to protect me just the same."

"I'm fine with that. Heck, we probably need to look at more for me than you. Should I get into my own construction company, I could be on a big job and it would need completing. So, we need to think about that."

"I hadn't thought about that, but you're right."

"Yeah, and then add on what a year's income would be for me too. So, say I'm on a job like yours...that job would probably entail about three million when it's all done. Then I'd have a year's pay, so why don't you look into getting me five million with you and our corporation as beneficiaries."

"O.k., I'll get you the same and Jer, the paperwork on this is going to be immense. I'm forewarning you now. The co-ownership in the motel, and the properties as well as the businesses is going to cause your head to swim. I know when we filled everything out the last time, just the signing of the contracts took an afternoon with very few breaks. So, just be prepared."

"Hon, thank you for forwarning me. You get it done and I'll pay half, o.k.?"

"No, the business will pay for it. It's a write off."

"O.k., but I would like to find a way to bring in my inheritance from my grandma just so you know I'm willing to give back just as much as I'm taking....which isn't the same monetarily, but it will be everything I have."

"A huge part of me says no to that, but I understand what you're thinking. Why don't we look at something else which is on my mind."

"O.k., what's that?"

"My cabin."

"Oh.....kay, what about it?"

"Jer, we really need to think about doing a remodel. First of all, it hasn't been remodeled since Eddie and I lived there and second of all, it's not as big as this one. What I'd like to do is look at us tearing down and rebuilding there on that lot. The lot itself is worth a lot of money now, but the cabin devalues the lot. What I think is we should take a look at some plans and do a rebuild."

"So, what we need to do is have me get permission from my parents for you to stay over here while we do that?"

"No, that's not what I'm saying at all. What I'm saying is we've got the motel up there and it's got a great suite which I think we'd be happy living in for the summer. What I'm asking is if you'd like to do the job of the rebuild, or if you want us to look into hiring someone. If we do that, then we'll probably have to wait a good year or so until our names come up on a builder's list."

"That long!"

"Yeah, they're slow here. The bad part of that is they're so pressed for time, if something is wrong with the build, they can't get back to it for about a year."

"That's totally outrageous!"

"Yeah, and that's why I never went ahead and had it done."

"Well, if you want, let's look at plans and then I'll put my inheritance money into the house. Then we're good on the money situation. While we do that, I'll also have a crew I hire doing the Waters."

"If you don't mind me seeming nosy, how much is your inheritance money?"

"Almost four hundred grand. I'm earning interest faster than I spend it, so it keeps rolling in."

"Oh, that's more than I expected us to spend on a cabin."

"I know, but let's just know we won't have money holding us back on what we want in one. What style do you like?"

"There's all sorts of styles which really impress me. I think we need to get some plan books and then decide."

"That's the reason I'm asking. There's several different styles of books out there. There's log cabins, houses, and vacation cabins."

"Oooh, I'll tell you now, if it comes to a log cabin versus something else, the log cabin will always win. I think they're really beautiful."

"Me too, so let's just focus on those. The advantage of those is most of them are constructed on site by the company that sells them. I know there's a real reputable company in Minnesota that built some up home."

"Well, let's not even look at the others then, and just focus on theirs. That would save us some time."

"It might have us taking a trip up there to speak with them and look at what they have."

"That's fine, as long as it's not in season."

"No, we can go up after Easter. The next thing I need to ask is whether you want a framed version or a turn key version."

"What's the difference?"

"The difference is quite a bit of money, but here's the reason I'm asking. A framed version is one in which they put up the walls and we finish. The turn key version is they build everything and it's ready to walk in as soon as they're done."

"Which do you think?"

"To be honest, I'd prefer the turn key. My reasoning is there's a lot of adjustments which need to be done to a log home. There's a lot of special construction methods I wouldn't even begin to understand and would probably mess up as someone not in that specialty, so that's why I'd lean towards a turn key model."

"Well, let's go that way and then we're not going to have to worry about it. The only thing we'll have to worry about is putting the things in the cabin into storage and getting the old one torn down."

"Let me handle it. I'll tell you something now. If we put out a call for help telling people we'd give the materials the old cabin is constructed of, someone will gladly step in and do the tear down. All we have to do is shut off the utilities and do a move out."

"That's something which might work out great. Maybe if we tell Donna, she'll know someone who could really use a beginner's house."

"Yeah, that'd be neat!"

"So, I'll add that onto my 'to do' list to get done tomorrow."

"For having a day where we weren't going to bother you while you wrote, we've sure packed a lot of things into it."

"I know, but I'd rather live a love life than to write about one I didn't have."

"I understand, but you've got a fan base and a following, so don't disappoint them."

"I'm not. What I try to do is write enough in the off season I can cruise through the on season and have the back log of chapters and stories all the way into like....next November. That way, I'm not pressured and they're not waiting a severe amount of time."

"Well, I'll try not to stand in your way on too many of those days. Things will settle down here soon and you'll be back into your routine. The advantage of me being up at the Waters working is you'll have time alone."

"Yeah, but I'd like to do what I can to help you on that too."

"You're welcome to at any time, but just take care of yourself first."

"I will."

We began to nuzzle again and Gypsy being impatient decided to jump up on the bed. She lay next to us and found herself politely ignored. We were too lost in each other to really be bothered. As things quieted, we lay more still and began to doze.

Somewhere in my slumber, I felt Stu get up and get us a cover. He climbed back upon me and covered us up. Gyp didn't move an inch.

Retta's Notes:

The story is getting to slow down a bit, but the next chapter has some real interesting changes and character development. I'm excited about it, but first I wanted to get the rest of that evening out of the way. I truly hope you don't mind.

As you know, we're fast approaching the Christmas holidays. I want to share a few things with you as you each go about your Christmas shopping. If you're buying to receive, save your money. So many people are out there buying just to receive gifts in return, it's a friggin' shame someone doesn't tell them to wake up. It's no longer called a "gift", but instead is called an "exchange". The meaning of the word "Gift" gets lost.

For Christmas this year, I've written a story I'm giving to you the reader. It's really special and I hope you'll genuinely like it. I've tested it on a few lucky readers and they've all liked it a lot. Please take the time to look for it. It's called "Jordan".

Once again, Thanks for giving me my gifts already. You're just reading my stories has been blessing enough. Have a safe one as you drive above all.

From My Keyboard To Your Heart,

Retta

RettaMichaels@Gmail.com

Copyright Notice - Copyright © December 2007 by RettaMichaels

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Disclaimer: All individuals depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental

-- From My Keyboard To Your Heart Rhett

Here is a list of stories I've written and where to find them:

With Love - Nifty - Beginnings Section Rural Love - Author Heading - DeweyWriter.com Write Me A Love Story - Author Heading - DeweyWriter.com To Love Him - Author Heading - DeweyWriter.com Military Zone - Nifty - Military Section Evan - Nifty - Beginnings Section Jordan - DeweyWriter.com If I Could Give It All Back - DeweyWriter.com