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Authors: Simon Duringer
thought to himself, this is as close to heaven as it gets . He kissed her softly once more before easing himself off her.
The whole episode took only some twenty minutes, but the explosive encounter had taken its toll on both Jack and Lee alike. Wiping the sweat from his brow, the only words he could muster were… “Okay, you fancy that coffee now…?”
Lee looked at him in his eyes and laughed loudly.
“Jesus, darling. I was right. You are enjoying a second wind, aren’t you? Can we not just go straight to bed?”
“ Okay, I’ll race you,” he replied, leaping to his feet.
Lee lunged forward to grab his leg in an attempt to slow him down as she tried to get up. He fought playfully against her as she clambered up and scrambled past him heading towards the stairs. Half-heartedly he made chase, enjoying the sight of her in her natural state still looking graceful even in flight up the stairs. He roared at her playfully in chase and without looking back, she shrieked in response, running across the landing and bursting through the door of the master bedroom. She threw herself onto the bed reaching for the covers and adopting a defensive foetal position whilst waiting for his entrance. A moment later he was in the room and on top of her, tugging at the sheets, trying to get under the bedclothes with her, both laughing with delight, she eventually conceded allowing him entry. Their eyes met and once again they embraced, beginning what would turn out to be a sustained night of passion, unworthy of the seedy undertones that surrounded it.
Chapter 6 – Descent into Darkness
B irds began to sing and light shone through the curtains of the master bedroom. Jack opened his eyes and glanced longingly at Lee lying beside him.
He stretched his aching muscles before manoeuvring quietly out of the bed so as not to disturb her. He headed towards the door, on the back of which hung his large towelling dressing gown, embroidered with the words Lainston House; a hotel at which he had attended a friend’s wedding reception. He had worn this marvellous gown during his stay and to his surprise, upon returning home and unpacking, there it was. He smiled as he put the gown on thinking back to how mischievous he had felt at the time; how he had dodged past the reception desk looking sternly ahead wishing to catch nobody’s eye in case they could read the guilt on his face. He had felt like a smuggler. He never heard from the hotel again but had received a lecture from his father on how… The theft of towels from hotels is one of their largest single expenses, without which their tariffs would be substantially reduced. He smirked recalling his father’s stern words.
Before he left the room Lee began to stir.
“Are you going to shower, Lee?” he asked, opening the door.
“Oh I better had. Yes.” Her bleary eyes meeting his, her hair resembling that of a thatched roof on a beautiful country cottage, she mustered a disorientated smile. Jack laughed,
“I know you’re probably busy, but you are welcome to sleep in for a bit if you want.”
“No, darling. I have things to do, I’d better get up.”
“Okay. Well I’m going to get some breakfast. Do you fancy a Full English, to get those energy levels back up?” Jack sniggered.
“Sounds delightful. I’ll be down in a moment… once I’ve showered,” she replied, her voice croaking slightly as she attempted to wake properly.
Jack was feeling highly invigorated. There was a bounce in his step as he made his way down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, almost although his psychotic actions of the previous day had never taken place.
Lisa Jackson wandered into the bathroom, her slender brown legs aching from the night of passion she had just endured. She took with her a bag full of the cosmetics that held the necessary equipment to return her to her full splendour, although it wouldn’t
The whole episode took only some twenty minutes, but the explosive encounter had taken its toll on both Jack and Lee alike. Wiping the sweat from his brow, the only words he could muster were… “Okay, you fancy that coffee now…?”
Lee looked at him in his eyes and laughed loudly.
“Jesus, darling. I was right. You are enjoying a second wind, aren’t you? Can we not just go straight to bed?”
“ Okay, I’ll race you,” he replied, leaping to his feet.
Lee lunged forward to grab his leg in an attempt to slow him down as she tried to get up. He fought playfully against her as she clambered up and scrambled past him heading towards the stairs. Half-heartedly he made chase, enjoying the sight of her in her natural state still looking graceful even in flight up the stairs. He roared at her playfully in chase and without looking back, she shrieked in response, running across the landing and bursting through the door of the master bedroom. She threw herself onto the bed reaching for the covers and adopting a defensive foetal position whilst waiting for his entrance. A moment later he was in the room and on top of her, tugging at the sheets, trying to get under the bedclothes with her, both laughing with delight, she eventually conceded allowing him entry. Their eyes met and once again they embraced, beginning what would turn out to be a sustained night of passion, unworthy of the seedy undertones that surrounded it.
Chapter 6 – Descent into Darkness
B irds began to sing and light shone through the curtains of the master bedroom. Jack opened his eyes and glanced longingly at Lee lying beside him.
He stretched his aching muscles before manoeuvring quietly out of the bed so as not to disturb her. He headed towards the door, on the back of which hung his large towelling dressing gown, embroidered with the words Lainston House; a hotel at which he had attended a friend’s wedding reception. He had worn this marvellous gown during his stay and to his surprise, upon returning home and unpacking, there it was. He smiled as he put the gown on thinking back to how mischievous he had felt at the time; how he had dodged past the reception desk looking sternly ahead wishing to catch nobody’s eye in case they could read the guilt on his face. He had felt like a smuggler. He never heard from the hotel again but had received a lecture from his father on how… The theft of towels from hotels is one of their largest single expenses, without which their tariffs would be substantially reduced. He smirked recalling his father’s stern words.
Before he left the room Lee began to stir.
“Are you going to shower, Lee?” he asked, opening the door.
“Oh I better had. Yes.” Her bleary eyes meeting his, her hair resembling that of a thatched roof on a beautiful country cottage, she mustered a disorientated smile. Jack laughed,
“I know you’re probably busy, but you are welcome to sleep in for a bit if you want.”
“No, darling. I have things to do, I’d better get up.”
“Okay. Well I’m going to get some breakfast. Do you fancy a Full English, to get those energy levels back up?” Jack sniggered.
“Sounds delightful. I’ll be down in a moment… once I’ve showered,” she replied, her voice croaking slightly as she attempted to wake properly.
Jack was feeling highly invigorated. There was a bounce in his step as he made his way down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, almost although his psychotic actions of the previous day had never taken place.
Lisa Jackson wandered into the bathroom, her slender brown legs aching from the night of passion she had just endured. She took with her a bag full of the cosmetics that held the necessary equipment to return her to her full splendour, although it wouldn’t