And a Good Book
Important
things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Remmy: *wiggles booty to get comfy -
pushes at Allison* Scoot over. You’re hogging the sheets.
Allison: *grabs the big fuzzy
blanket* Keep the sheets. I got the blankey. *sticks out tongue then grins at
Lee*
Remmy: *points* See? This is what
I’ve had to put up with. *climbs into the middle* these sheets are silk - had
to pull out the sexy stuff for this special occasions don’tcha know
Allison: And any occasion with Lee
is extra special. *giggles like a school girl*
*blushes* Why thank you! What
are you wearing?
Allison: A t-shirt I stole from some
fine smelling man and my fuzzy zebra
pants.
Remmy: Um...soooo…..I was supposed
to wear clothes for this….wow...Awkward.
Allison: *Blinks and hands Remmy a
spare blanket*
Remmy: *poses on bed* You’re no fun
*covers*
Well, its more fun if we're either all dressed, or all undressed. Allison? I defer to you. No? Well, okay then. *keeps pants on and kicks off slippers* Er...Remmy, you can just make yourself as comfy as possible. Need help? I have a bathrobe? No? It's all good then. What
are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Remmy: Strawberries
Allison: And Pineapple
Both go excellently with tequila! Which I brought along. Fortunate choice. *pours tequila over fruit* If
I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Allison: I wouldn’t do that. This is
Remmy’s room. *shakes head* It could be dangerous in there.
Remmy: What?? I don’t have
anything….*shifty eyes* Wait a minute...
Allison: *Snickers and looks at Lee*
Open it if you dare.
Remmy: *pulls sheets over head*
you’ll be soorrrr-reee!
*stares* You realize you just about made that irresistible? *pulls drawer open* *eyes widen* Oh my. *blinks* I've never seen one of those before. And in that size, too. *slams drawer* Back on task. You can uncover your head now Remmy. Do
you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the
night?
Allison: I’m abusive in my sleep.
I’ll steal all the covers and fight my way out.
Remmy: *sticks head out* Yes. That’s
why I sleep in my own bed. Sharing with her is hazardous to my health but I’m a
burrito!
It's okay. I brought my own. Got to be prepared, because you never know when you stumble across someone with a blanket fetish. Can
I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Remmy: Um...okay. But only cause you
love me *beams proudly*
Allison: If I can stick my cold feet
under your booty.
Um. Not sure how comfy that would be, sitting on your cold feet. Maybe Remmy has some wool socks he can lend us. What
are we reading?
Dance for Me, by us, released from
MLR Press, March 21st, 2014
EXCERPT:
Taking a
breath, Augusto rose. “We should stop for today. My muscles are complaining
anyway.”
“Not yet,”
Alex said, lifting himself up from the chair. He held on to Augusto’s arm and
for some stupid reason, Augusto didn’t bother pulling away. They were nose to
nose, staring down at each other’s lips. “Complaining muscles are a good thing.
Besides, I have more to teach you,” Alex whispered. “Much more.”
Everything
in Augusto told him to pull away. His brain reminded him he hated this guy. But
something kept him there, watching the way Alexander’s pink tongue flowed over
his lips then disappeared into his mouth. His breath was hot against Augusto’s
face, sending a slight shiver down Augusto’s spine. “Yeah, but I’ll be late for
my next class.”
“Be late.”
“First
impressions, Alexander.”
“I’ll get
you out of it.”
“I can’t,”
Augusto replied, but he tilted his head like he would to fit their lips
perfectly together. “I should go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” But he didn’t move.
“Just kiss
me already,” Alex said breathlessly, tilting his head in the opposite
direction.
An audible
intake of breath echoed through the room as Augusto smirked and eased in
slightly. He ensured his breath played over Alexander’s flesh. His lips, a mere
pucker away from his teacher. “That
would make your day, Alexander. I guarantee it. But I ain’t easy.” Augusto took
a step back then left the room, feeling as if he was walking on air. He wasn’t
sure what—but something had happened in that room, something he couldn’t allow
to happen ever again.
Allison: http://www.allisoncassatta.com,
http://allisoncassatta.blogspot.com, https://www.facebook.com/allison.cassatta.page,
http://twitter.com/#!/allisoncassatta,
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4417507.Allison_Cassatta
This was fun and I got a peek at Remmy's nakedness!
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