I grabbed some bacon and cinnamon rolls before deciding my cart was full enough. Tomorrow called for a big breakfast, after all the emotional strain tonight has already had on me. I missed my Baby Pie. I was happy with Amy. But Amy was never Baby Pie. Sure she had passion and desire and we did about every sex game in the book. But with my Baby Pie it was different, it was all new and interesting. As she followed me around Safeway she was in her own little world thinking but I knew she felt something, it was in the kiss, it happened when I held her hand, it was that electricity every time we touched. I admit we broke up for good reason but our fans had died down a lot during the last nine years. She helped me pack the car with my groceries in silence. Once we reached the entrance of the gated community I lived in I punched in the code so the gate would open and drove up to my house. She helped me distribute the food to its proper places. I led her up to my room and we sat in silence pondering our own thoughts. She got up and lit all the candles that surrounded my hot tub and that covered my headboard, I remained seated on my waterbed. (EN: That he bought for $50…as if you didn’t know) Seeing her do this brought a memory of my own.
(back into time)
It was about two months into the relationship and I had returned form recording. I walked upstairs and she had all my candles lit and no light. She was in the Hot tub, wearing a royal blue and gold bikini. Her shadow bounced off the blue walls. She was relaxing with her eyes closed and hadn’t noticed me enter. Classical music bounded through the speakers. It was a very sensual moment. I quietly changed into a pair of trunks without her notice and went in myself before she noticed. She opened her eyes and smiled. I smiled back.
“Hey baby.” She said, “ Well aren’t you going to give me a kiss, I missed you being here all by myself.”
“I’m not sure, do you deserve a kiss?” I pretended to ponder. She nodded. I scooted near her and we shared a long deep kiss.
“ Now that’s more like it, but I’ve been good and I deserve more than that.” She decided. Then she began to straddle me and kiss me again. It of coarse escalated into my first love making session in that hot tub.
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