She swept up a blouse from one of the chairs, and held it in front of her. "Now you're making me feel undressed."
"I want to make love to you. Tonight I can do it. I know it... I feel it. Don't turn me away, Fay."
"Here," she whispered, "have another drink." I took one and poured another for her, and while she drank it, I covered her shoulder and neck with kisses.
She began to breathe heavily as my excitement communicated itself to her.
"God, Charlie, if you get me started and disappoint me again I don't know what I'll do. I'm human too, you know."
I pulled her down beside me on the couch, on top of the pile of her clothing and underthings.
"Not here on the couch, Charlie," she said, struggling to her feet.
"Let's go to bed." "Here," I insisted, pulling the blouse away from her.
She looked down at me, set her glass on the floor, and stepped out of her underwear.
She stood there in front of me, nude. "I'll turn out the lights," she whispered.
"No," I said, pulling her down onto the couch again.
"I want to look at you." She kissed me deeply and held me tightly in her arms.
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