He chased her about the apartment, the two of them laughing.He chased her about the apartment, the two of them laughing. He managed to trap her between the stove and the fridge, and got in a good swat. She ducked under his arm, and ran into the living room. He followed, roaring, "I want that ass. Where is that sexy ass?" She raced into the bedroom, jumped onto the bed and hid under the covers. He tore them off, throwing them into a corner. Jeni was laughing so hard, she was having trouble catching her breath. He lifted her off the bed. He carried her over to his dresser, and sat her down. Jeni looked at him, not quite knowing what to expect. "I wonder if you would do me a favor?" he asked. "Could you put on some make-up? You know, like that first day I took you to the club. Like going to Harry's tonight, it would really make this something extra special." Jeni hadn't realized that he was such a romantic. She readily agreed, and started to put it on. She vaguely remembered Laurie saying he liked his women to look like whores, so she really put it on heavy. "I see you learned a trick or two from Laurie, too," was his comment when she turned to show him what she had done. "It looks great," he said as he laid down on the bed. "Now I want you to dance for me. Like that one you did at the club tonight, but this time it's just for me." Jeni was more than happy to do that for him. She tried to make it as sexy as she could. |