Her warm fingers against my back, felt incredibly good.Her warm fingers against my back, felt incredibly good. I leaned back towards her, feeling relaxed already. "You wouldn't be Pete as in the art nut they used to make fun of in the 8th grade, would you?" she inquired with a start. I looked up right then, my back still to her. "Kami as in Alison's older sister?" "Yeah," she laughed. "I recognize you! You know, you've got a nice body." She reached around and gently pinched my abdomen. "Can't pinch an inch. You've changed a lot. You and my sister used to hate each other to death.." We both laughed briefly. I turned. "You've changed, too. For the better, it seems." "Hey," she said, putting her arms on my shoulder, "sorry for harrassing you about my sister. She really IS an asshole." "It's okay." I replied. "No, really." she said. "I'm going home in San Francisco. It's one stop after yours. They won't catch you if you stay on for one more stop, and besides, you can stay with me and not in some dingy Oakland hotel. How does that sound?" I was in shock. "G-great.." "Fine." she smiled. "You can keep the money you save from renting a hotel room, too. |