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I watched Ken strip off his clothes and when he stood naked before me, I was in lust. Meg saw the look in my eyes and smiled lasciviously at me, knowing what I was thinking. It wasn’t hard to tell. I eyed him up and down and took in the sights and let my vision come to rest on his cock. Even at rest, it was four inches long and had some girth to it. I could only imagine what joys Meg had been feeling, having that ream her pussy and ass.

He was looking down at Meg, giving her a look of strong desire and then turned and looked at me just the same. He smiled and lay down beside Meg, who was waiting with expectant arms to embrace him to her. The look left me wanting him in a bad way and I was ready to get with them and get started. I didn’t though and watched, as they made love before me.

I could see the hot passion they felt for each other and it excited me to watch. This was so new to me, to watch a couple share their desires like that. I was getting so turned on watching him suck and play with Meg’s nipples and how it made her respond and how she gave back her joy by the way she caressed him. I’d watched Brian and Meg together many a time, but this was so different.

Girls, you know what having a new cock is like. You want to know everything about it and what it’ll do.

I watched Meg spread her legs wide for Ken as his hand trailed down and caressed her thighs and saw how wet she was already. I couldn’t blame her. Who wouldn’t be that wet living a fantasy. I know I would.

In an abrupt move, Ken stopped and rolled to his side and propped his head up with his hand. I was disappointed it stopped and Meg looked even more so. He motioned to me with his finger to come on the bed.

“I think we’re ready for you to come and play now. Meg looks like she could do with more of what I was giving her, so why don’t you two pick up where I left off.”

I slid down and lay beside Meg and started kissing softly in small pecks at first and then increased our contact until were eating each other’s mouth and wrestling for dominance with our tongues. Ken watched us closely and then I felt his hand caressing my hair, running his fingers into it and gently grabbing it, he pulled back gently, just enough to get my attention and then I turned to him and his mouth was on mine, eating me like I had just been doing with Meg.

His aggressive power made my head spin as his tongue dominated mine and I submitted to his. I was just getting lost in this thrilling new kisser, when he broke away and turned to kiss Meg, just inches away, looking wildly at us, turned on by what she saw. Ken broke away from Meg and gave my head a nudge towards Meg and I went back to kissing Meg, our ecstasy building rapidly.

I was losing focus of what was happening as Meg’s hands hugged and caressed me and Ken moved so he could pull my leg in between Meg’s and pushed my knee into her pussy. I felt how wet she was and rubbed it into her as my hand came to her tit and cupped and squeezed it, forcing blood to swell her nipple. Ken was moving around us and I felt his hand caressing my leg and squeezing the top of my thigh. I sensed he was doing the same to Meg as well. I felt Meg’s hand come around and cup my tit. Her finger and thumb squeezed my nipple hard and I felt that delightful surge in my clit and my pussy getting slipperier.

Ken started kissing my leg and then Meg’s, close to where my knee was. I stopped rubbing and he moved his tongue in to replace me. Meg moaned out loudly and arched her back, forcing her nipple into my mouth, as Ken sucked on her lips with his lips and tongue. He let it pop from his mouth and then looked at me. His eyes beckoned me to him.

“She really likes this, come down here with me and let’s take turns doing her.”

That deep, soft voice, the inviting smile, the eyes warm and dark, I was hooked.

I looked at Meg and her quick nodded yes said, ‘get to it’. Ken moved and made room for me to join him and Meg opened her legs wide to accommodate us. I slid down and rest my cheek against Meg’s soft thigh, cuddling into it.

“You first, Ken. Let me see some of this magic, Miss Wet Pussy here has bragged about.”

I teased and taunted him, smiling and lewdly giving him the eyes.

“By all means. Let the show begin.”

He slowly licked her from stern to stem with his tongue flat, spreading her open as it pressed in. I watched his saliva coat her and leave her clit gleaming in the light. Meg wriggled and squirmed as Ken repeated it again and then gently pulled her lips open and I saw how full Meg was inside. Ken dipped his tongue in and lapped at it like a dog, making Meg squirm even more.

I was getting so turned on by his skill and true enjoyment at what he was doing. I knew Meg was a juicy girl. She could give it up in large doses when given the right attention, and she was getting that now. As much as Ken lapped up, Meg seemed to replace it effortlessly. I looked up at her and her head was back and eyes closed. She was türkçe porno sighing with every deep breath in low moans, her hands squeezing her tits and nipples as Ken’s tongue worked her up.

He stopped lapping and sucked in the exposed flesh and worked his tongue in again, drawing Meg into his mouth. Meg cried out and quickly put her hand over her mouth to stifle herself.

“Oh yeah, damn that looks like it feels good.”

I saw Meg nodding her head that she agreed too. Ken worked his mouth up without breaking contact, sucking Meg’s pussy into his mouth and latched on to her clit. Meg thrashed her head back and forth and her hands clutched at the sheets, as she must have been cumming like mad. I looked below Ken’s chin and I could see that Meg was expelling large globs of cum with her contractions. her ass was soaked, as were the sheets below her. With some flicks of his tongue and then a broad flat one to end it, Ken moved back and wiped his mouth and chin.

“And for my second act, I’ll require the help of a lovely assistant. Miss, would you be so kind.”

“Well, that was truly magical to see. You’re amazing. Go to a ‘magician’s’ college to learn that, or does it just come naturally?”

“I’m not one to brag, but, I’ve been known to make a woman forget she’s married with kids.”

“Well, I’m married with kids, want to see if you can make me forget too?”

“Hey Baby, want to lie there for a minute and relax for the next round, while I give Syn’s pussy some action? I’m really looking forward to seeing you two go at it. As much as I love pussy, I love watching two women explore that same pleasure.”

“Hmm, sure.”

I moved up so I lay beside Meg and lay my leg over hers and she moved her hand so it came to rest on my inner thigh. She caressed me lightly as I saw Ken move between my legs and bring my other leg over his shoulder. I ran my fingers into his hair, urging him to get started.

Meg turned to me with half open eyes and said, ” You’re going to love this.” and smiled.

I kissed her lightly and lay back, as I felt Ken’s breath on my pussy.

His tongue just touched the folds of my labia and traced a line up and down, and I could feel his saliva making it wetter and slippery. The sensation made me shiver and my nipples went erect. I squeezed them as Ken’s tongue worked deeper between my lips. I could feel my own wetness start as his tongue caressed the sensitive tissue inside. His slow lapping motion urged me to respond even more and my clit started to ache for attention. His hands played lightly on my inner thighs and I was shivering and shaking at his touch.

I was being wracked by it, unable to stay in control and focus. His tongue circled out and ran up and down the outside of my lips and along the mounds of my outer labia. The wet skin was exposed to the air and it made me quiver as he blew lightly on it. Then his mouth covered me and the sensation of cool to hot brought the first orgasmic waves through me.

His fingers pried my lips apart and spread me wide as his tongue darted in and out stiffly, fucking my pussy and I knew it was opening to him, wanting him to crawl inside and lick me everywhere.

Meg was watching me and whispered in my ear.

“I told you.”

Her soft breathy voice and Ken’s tongue made me flush again and the waves swept over me. This was heavenly. Oh my. He lapped at me and I knew what Meg had felt earlier. Each lap felt like it was drawing my insides out, coaxing me to spasm and secrete. I had two nice starter orgasms already and he hadn’t touched my clit yet. I have to get Brian and Ken talking fast. He’s got to share this info with my Honey and more. You can never be too good a pussy licker, can you?

I felt a strong surge of pleasure start to build inside me. As Ken sucked me in and licked the sensitive insides, I started to ache right in my clit. I wanted some action there and was moving my hand down, when Ken stopped me and held it there while he kept working at my ever widening pussy.

I could feel his nose against my clit, breathing in and out, his breath caressing my clit ever so lightly, as his tongue and mouth continued sucking and licking my pussy out of me. I was starting to cry out in desperation of need and Meg heard me. her mouth softly covered mine and her tongue silenced me. I wanted to cry I was so explosive. Just when it seemed they were going to drive me mad, Ken shifted his mouth 3″ north and my clit was barraged by his tongue with hard, flat licks and then a short series of quick flicks and then his lips engulfed me and I felt my clit being sucked out and Ken’s tongue beat against it rapidly.

I kissed Meg hard as I felt the orgasm finally detonate inside and blow through my body like a shock-wave. I cried loudly into Meg’s mouth and she pinched my nipple hard as I started shaking hard, convulsing in time with the rippling of the waves. I felt myself being sucked out of my pussy into Ken’s mouth as he sikiş izle went back to my opening and sucked in greedily at his rewards. I kept crying in sheer ecstasy as Meg kissed me and fondled my tit nicely, and Ken slowed down to lapping me slowly.

“So, true magician, or slight-of-hand artist?”

“Holy Fuck!!”

“Thank you Ladies and Gentlemen, you’ve been a wonderful audience.”

He said it while taking a bow, kneeling between my legs, his mouth and chin shining with my cum. Fuck he was hot. I loved his confidence and humour and felt that twang of jealousy that Meg was getting this all the time. Brian better be as quick a study as I hope he is. I could only imagine what these two guys could do to a woman together. The thoughts were racing.

I opened my eyes and looked at Ken, looking down on me like a conquest conquered. I reached up and grabbed his hands and pulled him on top of me. I took charge and kissed him strongly, letting him know I was very happy with his performance. He equalled my vigour and locked me in an embrace with him and I was swooning.

Yep, I felt like a school girl during her first real kiss. I felt light-headed and fluttery inside, tingles up and down my spine. Yep, swooning.

I locked my leg around him, grinding my soaking wet pussy into his thigh, feeling it get wetter the more I rubbed against it. He pulled my leg to his and increased the friction I felt. So much passion was being given freely by him and I responded in kind. I moaned my lust into his mouth and felt my pussy yield again to him. I tensed and jammed my clit against him hard, feeling myself yet again surge a copious flow that trailed off my labia and onto his thigh, making the contact slippery. I was so caught up in the ecstasy of the moment, I didn’t feel Meg shift and her mouth was on me, sucking my cum into her mouth.

I cried my passion into our kiss and Ken sucked my tongue out and sucked on it slowly as my pussy contracted repeatedly to Meg’s persistent tongue, lapping me slowly. It finally subsided and I stopped kissing Ken and looked at him nose to nose. Meg came up to us and we were all as close as we could get.

“I have a million questions for you and you’re going to answer every one of them. I won’t take no for an answer and failure is not an option. Where did you learn to make love to a woman’s pussy like that? You have to teach my sweetie how to do those things and more. As much as I love Meg, she’s not going to get great action like that and leave me out in the cold, uh-uh, no way. Sorry Meg, I can’t let an opportunity like this slip away.”

Meg laughed and then so did Ken. I thought that they weren’t taking my request seriously.

“Really. You have to teach Brian how to do that.”

“Ken has a confession to tell you. I only found out last night myself, so don’t get mad at me.”

“Yeah, I do have a bit of a confession to make. I told Meg about my past and what I did with my ex-wife. For three or four years we were actively swinging. We went to several clubs and trips and had a great time. We met a large number of couples we socialized with in and out of bed.”

Meg was cuddled in behind me and caressed my back and hips and kissed me softly on the neck and shoulders. as Ken continued.

“It wasn’t something I really wanted to bring into the relationship, this early on. I mean it’s been six great months so far and I really see us going the distance, but not something you can just slip into a conversation. At least not until this sexy lady pressed the issue. So I was curious to see what she was eager to try and when you came up right away as her choice of female partner, I had a suspicion you two were wanting to or had already tried doing it together. Am I right on that?”

He asked knowing the answer, but wanted my acknowledgement at his conclusions. I smiled, but knew I looked guilty and confessed my ‘yes’ with a nod and my eyes. He glanced at Meg and smiled at her and then looked back at me to continue.

“So with all these different women and all having individual likes and dislikes, you have to build a repertoire of techniques to make as many happy as you can. With so many positions and partners and combinations of things, it’s like a comprehensive course in sex. If you add in each person’s knowledge and passion to satisfying their partner, the sex becomes incredible. I learned from every woman I was with. They would instruct me on just what they wanted me to do to them. I learned so much about women and their bodies and what made them tick. I mean, all of that and the fact I just love a woman’s pussy and making her cum.”

He talked about it all like it was so natural to be with so many people and do it.

“So, you don’t really have a problem with another guy in bed together with Meg.”

“No, I don’t really. It’s really easy to have a three way with two women, but two guys usually get territorial about who’s first, or who’s better at this or that, or who’s porno 64 cock is bigger and shit like that. Once another guy and I can agree on the terms, I have no problem getting together and doing what we’re there for in the first place, bringing our fantasies to life in a safe, consensual atmosphere. No guilt, no blame, no worries of, ‘am I pretty enough?’, or any insecurities. That’s what makes it fun and allows you to open up and explore what’s out there. Then you get to try all those new things out on each other and have the greatest love life together. That’s why I agreed to do this with you two. I guess Pete and I have some talking to do and get to know one another. That’s first and foremost and I think you two little schemers should be the ones to break that to him and set it up.”

I took his hand and kissed it softly.

“We have a confession to make too, don’t we Meg,”

I turned my head towards her, still behind me cuddling. Ken looked at both of us to see what we would confess about. Meg started to talk and I talked over her and told him what had gone on since we met four years ago. I told him how I introduced Meg to this life style and how we had been getting together and enjoying what we shared, but Meg was lonely and wanted someone in her life more than we could provide.

“The asshole, Steve, almost fit the bill, but his dick did all the thinking and he blew a great thing with my sweetie, Meg. Well I guess, our sweetie really.”

Meg turned and kissed me and then turned to Ken.

“I’m sorry Baby, I didn’t want to say anything yet either. I really love Syn and Brian and we’re kind of like family and all and I really was going to tell you about them, soon. I just wanted to make sure we were sure of our relationship and it didn’t come between us. Forgive me. Us?”

Meg pleaded as sweetly as she could.

“Forgive us.”

He smiled that killer smile at both of us.

“Of course, I forgive you. Now, show me a little forgiveness and give my big fella a taste of those sweet lips you girls have.”

We pushed him onto his back and clamoured around so we were in a good position to get at him each. He made himself comfortable and gave us access to his body. He was already a handful when I looked at his cock and was anxious to see how much bigger it got. I took it in my fingers and felt the solidness of it and the gentle pumping of his blood as it filled the spongy tissue underneath.

I held it erect and let Meg take first crack at him. Her head lowered to it and her tongue came out, wet and dripping and slid it around the head. I felt it pulse in my hand at the sensation and grow in size. Meg puckered her lips and slid it over the head, pushing the saliva down the shaft and then back off again.

“Lick him with me Syn. Let’s suck this thing together.”

I lowered my head and together we licked his shaft up and down, making it wet and slippery. The head grew darker and bulged and the shaft thickened with each stroke, until it stood of its own accord. I marvelled at his length and girth and knew he was a size bigger each way than Brian, at least nine inches and if I had to guess, two inches in diameter.

Nice hunk of meat in any girl’s book. I had no doubts as to the extent of Meg’ss satisfaction after a session with this and the amazing man it was attached to. I took the lead and took him into my mouth. I really had to stretch wider to get him in than Brian’s, and I lowered my head down. I got halfway and had to come back.

I could feel it stretching my throat too much. Meg saw me struggle and took a turn. She followed the method I showed her years before and slowly lowered her mouth down his shaft. I knew my jaw dropped as I saw it hit bottom and then come back. Meg was a talent. She took the whole thing in one stroke and didn’t gag or struggle.

“Oooo, Baby, you’re good.”

“You taught me well, Darlin’ and the rest was getting used to this salami. What a cock! Oh Syn, wait till you see him in action with it. He’s like Brian and has really good control of it. He drives me crazy whe…”

“Umm, weren’t we in the middle of something girls? Love to sit and chat, but I have a more pressing matter that needs attending to.”

We laughed and went back to keeping his cock hard and wanton. I took a deep breath and gave it another try. I slid my mouth lower and felt it fill my throat and stopped to adjust to it and then continued slowly.

I could hear Ken moaning loudly as my tight throat squeezed his head and shaft, consuming him whole. Meg moved under me and licked his tightening balls. I loved to see Brian’s balls swell and contract during sex. It amazed me how much change occurred in them. One minute they could be compact and tight and then loose and swinging the next.

Ken’s sack disappeared into Meg’ss mouth and she sucked them, stretching them out, while I made a repeat journey down his rigid member. I got used to the extra length and took pleasure in sucking him in entirely and drawing on him hard as I came out. Ken’s cock was as hard as solid bone, he was so stiff. Meg took several nice, long strokes herself and then I told her.

“Meg, baby, get on up here and slip this inside your pussy and let me watch him fuck you with it.”

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Bound To Heal Ch. 04

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Chapter 04: DINNER

Note: Songs and videos appear as part of the story. Find them on YouTube and play them to enhance your reading pleasure.

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As Nancy drove the pickup truck, she and Julie chatted on the way to the village.

Julie was anxious and excited to meet Doogan for dinner as she watched for the restaurant. She was also scared, really scared. Driving was a dangerous thing. She’d learned that first hand — twice — first with the death of her parents in their accident a year ago and then just a month ago with her own crash. People just don’t sit up and take notice until it’s too late. And now it was difficult to admit she was a perfect example.

The pickup truck pulled into the parking lot and stopped close to the front door. Julie took a deep breath and then sighed, “Ok. Here I go.”

Nancy looked over at Julie and smiled, “You’ll be fine. He’s a nice boy and I’m sure he’s also a gentleman. You couldn’t be in better hands. Call me when you’re finished and I’ll come and get you.”

Julie smiled at Nancy’s words of encouragement. She needed it. This was her first date in over a year. Well, it wasn’t really a date, just a thank you dinner for the man who had saved her life, who had tenderly cared for her.

Ok, relax. It’s now or never. She opened the truck’s door and got gingerly out, taking her crutches.

“Hello Julie, need a helping hand.”

She jerked, startled by the voice suddenly behind her. “Doogan? Oh my! You scared me,” as she felt his hands slide under her arms and press snugly against her ribs securely supporting her balance.

“Oh. Doogan. Please, not so tight, my injured breast.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” said Doogan, now remembered her injured right breast. He moved his hand back from her right side. “Did I hurt you, I’m sorry Julie, I didn’t mean to,” he said sincerely.

“No. You didn’t hurt me. It was just the pressure. It’s still a little sensitive.” She could feel herself getting warm inside from the touch of his fingers and talking about her breast.

“Hello Nancy, How are you this evening?” asked Doogan looking into the open door of the pickup truck.

“Hello Doogan. I’m fine thanks. And how are you?” Nancy asked.

“Just fine, thank you,” he said.

“Julie will call me when you’re finished and I’ll come and get her.

“Oh. You’re not having dinner with us? I thought . . .” said Doogan, remembering the three of them in the hospital hallway.

“No Doogan. The accident and Julie’s rescue didn’t involve me, just the two of you. You two have a nice time.

“Julie, I don’t feel right about not having Nancy here with us. I always thought she would be coming to dinner too,” said Doogan.

“Nancy, are you sure you won’t stay and have dinner with us,” said Julie.

“No, you two enjoy a nice dinner, I’ve already got my dinner planned, it just has to be warned up. Thanks anyway,” said Nancy.

“Nancy, don’t worry about coming to get Julie. I’ll bring her straight home after dinner,” said Doogan.

“Are you sure Doogan,” said Nancy.

“We’ll be home before you get the dishes done,” he said smiling.

“Oh, thank you Doogan. That’s kind of you. Have a nice evening,” said Nancy.

Doogan closed the truck’s door and stood close watching Julie get onto the sidewalk.

“I think we’re going to have nice dinner,” he said. “And I’m sorry I frightened you,” he said.

“That’s ok Doogan. I know you didn’t mean to,” said Julie.

He stood behind her as she hobbled up the steps.

They were given a table near a corner. They ordered shrimp for an appetizer but Julie wasn’t sure what to order for wine. Just before her parents’ accident, she was starting to acquire a taste for wine and didn’t know much about the various varieties. Doogan suggested she try a house wine or a Chardonnay. She ordered a Chardonnay, he ordered a Caesar.

“You look very nice tonight Julie, I like your hair and that colourful blouse,” he said smiling at her. The swirls of golds, browns, greens and thin black lines looked nice with her brown hair.

“Thank you,” she said feeling a blush on her face and neck. She had purchased the blouse over a year ago. “This is the first time I’ve worn it,” She was now pleased with her old, but new blouse.

Doogan opened their conversation talking about movies, old and new. Doogan liked a variety of sci-fi, war, and comedy, Julie didn’t know many of the movie titles Doogan mentioned. She had her own favourites: Bridges of Madison Country, It’s Complicated, the Descendants. They both liked What Women Want and Casablanca.

When the shrimp arrived Doogan asked, “Wouldst My-Lady liketh the first shrimp with a little dipping sauce?”

“Thank you,” said Julie, surprised at the old English dialogue. She watched him pick up a shrimp and dip it in the red sauce.

“The first one is for My-Lady,” he said, holding it out for her with a small plate under to catch any drips.

“Doogan!” she whispered looking around, surprised and embarrassed.

“Julie, bursa escort let’s be happy and have a little fun. I thought it would be proper for me to offer it to you,” he said, then pulled his arms back and slipped the shrimp into his mouth, biting off the tail shell. “Mmm good.” he said, smiling. “Would you like one?”

She looked at him as he enjoyed the shrimp, smiling.

“Ok, I’m sorry Doogan, I’m just not used to letting my hair down,” she said. Could you please give me one,” she said, a little self-conscious.

“I’d be happy to My-Lady,” he said, dipping a shrimp and reaching over to her. “Now open wide,” he said, pulling back slightly, making her lean forward. “A little wider. Good. Here you go My-Lady,” he said, as he inserted the shrimp into her mouth..

She bit down gently, and he pulled the remaining piece away, setting it on a plate.

“See, that wasn’t so hard was it?” he asked. His mind was now overly active, thinking wonderfully erotic thoughts already. Darn, He shouldn’t have done that. He was hoping to be a gentleman tonight, not that he wasn’t a gentleman. He just had an active romantic and erotic mind, with just a slight twist of kink.

She looked around, but no one was looking at them. She felt less self- conscious now. She didn’t answer. She just enjoyed the shrimp.

After some discussion about food, they both ordered the Filet Mignon with brown rice and candied baby carrots.

Doogan let her pick her own other two shrimp and he ate his.

“Is it ok if I ask about your farm?” said Doogan, not wanting to upset Julie. “I’ve never been on a farm except for emergency calls.”

“Oh. Sure. What do you want to know?” asked Julie.

“We talked briefly on the phone the other night about the farm, but do you have tractors and other big equipment?” asked Doogan.

We, umm . . . I have one average size tractor. It doesn’t have a cab like the big ones today. I have a couple accessories, a chisel plough, a power take-off for running the belt elevator, a snow blower for the driveway and yard area, a small bailer and hay trailer.

Doogan asked about the equipment and Julie explained their functions.

“I helped my parents all the time, right after getting home from school and on weekends. I wasn’t very strong so the manual work was difficult, but I could do the tractor work, plough and till the fields, bail hay and snow-blow the driveway,” said Julie. “I actually learned to drive the tractor and use the equipment before learning to drive the pick-up and get a licence.”

“That’s amazing Julie,” said Doogan. He was impressed that Julie could do all the field work with the tractor and other equipment. “But you don’t do anything now?”

Julie hesitated a second. “Can we talk about something else please?” She was starting to feel the hollow ache and she didn’t want that tonight.

“Sure, so do you follow women’s fashion and all the changes every couple months?” asked Doogan.

“No, we . . . I get a couple catalogues from the department stores, but mom and I were not into all that, just the basics,” said Julie.

“I guess you have a favorite perfume or two?” he asked, trying to show at least some small interest in her.

“No, I just used mom’s,” she said, feeling the hollow ach. “What made you be a paramedic and get into ambulance and EMS?” she asked quickly to avoid further questions.

Their food arrived and they briefly stopped talking to taste the food and enjoy their first bites.

“Mmm. This filet is very good Julie. Thank you for this tonight. I had a first aid certificate in order to work at a summer job and then helped treat a couple workers. I found out there was a college paramedic program and poof, “I’m getting my hands covered in . . . sorry, not a topic for the dinner table.”

“Was it a tough course . . . program?” asked Julie.

“Yes. The workload was heavy and we learned more than just emergency medicine, we learned emergency driving, and light rescue, and had to know numerous rules and policies under the various health care Acts and the Traffic Act. Passing grade for all tests, skills, assignments, everything was 75 percent from the college I attended, so graduates were automatically honor students. There is talk now of raising that to 80 percent.

“Wow, that sounds tough,” she said.

“We lost 25 percent of the students at the first Christmas exams, and more at the next set,” said Doogan.

“Can I ask about your job, what you do and have seen?” she asked a little excited.

“Sure,” he said. He talked about learning the city and surrounding townships and country roads, where the hospitals were in other communities, working with the air ambulance and those medics. He said some of the things he’d seen weren’t good conversation at the table, but maybe later.

“Goodness, sounds like you are always learning new things,” Julie said.

“Yes,” said Doogan. Some things change frequently and other things drag on that malatya escort really need to be changed. It’s like that in many places. So what hobbies do you have Julie?”

“None really. I did belong to the 4H Club when I was younger. I won third place in plowing against all the boys one year,” her face beaming with a big smile.

“Wow. Good for you,” said Doogan, showing surprise and support. “Did you raise any animals for contests?”

“No, That takes too much time and effort,” said Julie, “I loved the tractor work. It gave me a feeling of being able to do things others couldn’t. Not really power, but ability. It felt good to go to school and say I just plowed and seeded or bailed 50 areas, just like the boys. Of course, I’m not that good in the kitchen but mom and dad always liked my Sunday dinners.”

“Wow, a chef too,” said Doogan, smiling. She seemed like a very nice girl with plenty of skills and knowledge, just shy and in need of some TLC for her injuries and heart ache.

“What hobbies do you have Doogan?” she asked.

“Nothing as exciting as operating a complicated tractor,” said Doogan, hoping the statement would help her feel good, “I made a few plastic model cars and planes, played hockey and baseball, had a paper route. Now I cycle, do a little astronomy and plenty of reading, both for work and for personal enjoyment. I like techno-thrillers. In fact, a number of the books I’ve read have been made into movies: Ice Station Zebra, Firefox, Hunt for Red October, Clear and Present Danger.

They had almost finished their dinner and the waitress stopped to ask about desert. They both declined. Julie said she was paying for this diner as a special treat. The waitress said she’d bring the bill when they finished.

Doogan heard the distant siren first. He listened to try and identify whether it was police, EMS or fire. A few seconds later he thought it was a police car.

Julie saw Doogan look out the window and turn his head slightly, listening, Then she heard it too. A chill went through her. She watched Doogan. He seemed so calm, just listening. Clearly, the siren had his attention.

He saw Julie looking at him, “A police car I think,” he said.

“How do you know?” she asked.

“Police, EMS and fire all have slightly different sirens. The police and EMS are the closest sounding, the most difficult to tell apart,” he said.

“Wow, I wouldn’t know,” said Julie, “They all sound the same to me.”

“Working in emergency services, heightens your senses for situational awareness and one of the major things is hearing sirens, being able to tell them apart and where they are coming from. Police cars are fast and maneuverable, so those you have to watch for. Fire trucks move slower and are big and bulky, but you never want to be hit by one. Ambulances are in the middle, quick and somewhat maneuverable. ” He smiled.

Julie was amazed at this little bit of information was so vital to Doogan for his work. She would never have guessed the differences between the sirens and vehicle performance was so important for his safety.

The police car went by the window, lights flashing, then a yelp from its siren. Julie startled.

“Are you alright Julie?” Doogan asked.

Goose bumps covered her arms and she shivered. “Umm, Yes.” she said, not too convincingly.

Doogan saw her shiver for a second. He turned and looked for the waitress, lifting his arm and giving a small wave to her. She nodded and went to print out the bill. “Do you want to sit for a few minutes or head for home?” he asked Julie, knowing she was a little upset at hearing the siren. She would need some serious coaching to get her to drive again.

“I think I’d like to go home,” said Julie.

“Ok. You should call Nancy and tell her we’re on our way.” said Doogan.

“Good idea,” said Julie as she looked for her cell phone in her purse.

Julie paid the bill, and they walked out to his car, Doogan walking closely beside her in case she slipped.

He thanked her for a great meal and her sincere gratitude. He was truly moved.

* * *

Doogan started the car and turned on the stereo. He loaded one of his home made symphony CD’s and selected track 3 — J.S. Bach’s ‘Air’. The slow mellow sound of the orchestra’s string section was very peaceful and soothing. Hopefully, it would have a similar effect on Julie during the drive home. He drove slowly out of the parking lot so he didn’t upset her.

Julie looked at Doogan. My goodness, symphony music, then realised he had made the selection to help her. “Doogan, thank you for thinking of me. That was very kind of you, but you don’t have to play symphony music to calm me down for the ride home. I know you are a good driver. You have to be for your job. What other kinds of music do you have?”

He was driving slower than the speed limit to help reduce Julie’s fears of being in traffic.

“I’m sorry. I was just trying to help you. I like a number of types, movie themes, çanakkale escort light sensuous jazz, some new age synth music including space and ambient, 50’s and 60’s rock-n-roll, and some classical music.”

“Wow, that’s quite a variety. What do you like the most?” Julie asked.

“That depends on my mood and what I’m doing,” said Doogan.

“Ok, If you weren’t playing symphony music to calm me down, what would you be playing now?” she asked.

“Either light jazz or some erotic music,” he said, then realized what he’d said.

“Erotic music?” Julie asked.

“Oh its nothing,” he said quickly. “I’ll switch to some jazz,” he said flipping on the interior light, opening the centre console and grabbing a CD, looking at it, then grabbing another, looking for the CD he wanted.

“I don’t know any erotic songs. You mean romantic songs, right?” she asked.

Doogan smiled, “Ahhh yes, that’s right.” He stopped trying to grab the CDs as some traffic got close ahead.

As the traffic passed, he spoke, “Lots of popular songs have romantic, sensuous and even erotic titles.

“Oh?” she said, “like what?”

Doogan realized he’d backed himself into a corner. Ok. Here goes . . . “Let me think a second . . . Endless Quest, Take My Breath Away, It Feels So Good, Make Me Lose Control, Afternoon Delight, Do It To Me, Kiss You All Over, Long Fellow Serenade, Slave to Love, Tonight’s the Night.”

My goodness, she had no idea there were so many . . . erotic song titles. “I guess the lyrics are just as . . . erotic?” Julie asked, slightly embarrassed and a little excited.

“Many are double entendre but some are outright erotic, yes,” said Doogan. She didn’t seem upset at the topic.

She noticed his concentration on the traffic again and looked down into the CD compartment at the six or seven CDs. She could see two marked Erotic

. “May I get a CD out please?” as she reached into the compartment.

“Ok. Thanks,” said Doogan. “Oh. No. It’s ok. I’ll get one as he turned his head and saw she had already selected a CD — Erotic

.

She turned it over and saw the list of songs by: Enigma, Joe Romano and Ken Kritzberg. The songs all had very sensuous and erotic titles: Endless Quest, Smell of Desire, Enchanted Eyes, Passion Dance, Outdoor Fantasy, Your Favorite Secret . . .

She had never seen erotic titles like this or probably rarely heard this type of music, even if it was popular. Normally, she wouldn’t be interested in songs like this, but Doogan had just mentioned that so many popular songs were ‘erotic’ and she was now holding a home-made CD with the same title. Maybe it was also being with Doogan that made her want to hear some of these.

“Oh Doogan. These sound interesting. I’d like to hear this CD please,” she said.

“Julie, I’d love to play that CD for you, but this isn’t the time or the place. I save them for very special . . . um . . . moments.”

Julie looked at him for a few seconds. “Oh,” she said softly. “I’m sorry for intruding Doogan,” as she placed the CD in the compartment.

“However, since you seem very interested in it, I will play one song. Pick one,” he said.

“Are you sure she asked?” wondering what was hidden in other parts of his personality. “Two songs please?” she asked, picking up the CD again and looking at the list.

“Just a second,” he said, seeing a lane into a farmer’s field and turning into it, stopping. “I’ll let you pick three songs, one from each artist but you only get to hear the first 30 seconds of each song.” he said.

“Thank you Doogan,” she said studying the list. After 15 seconds she said, “I don’t know Doogan. They all look so romantic and . . . sensuous.” She couldn’t use the world ‘erotic’. I think I’ve heard of Enigma, but not the other two.”

Doogan thought for a moment. This could be the opening to gently plant erotic seeds for future use. “Since both guys and girls are in search of things of mutual interest, may I suggest Enigma’s ‘Endless Quest.’

“Ok, thank you,” she said.

He loaded the CD and started the track. The sounds of an erotic throbbing beat with a light choral background and haunting strings sounding like a flute filled the car.

She was amazed. She had rarely heard music like this, except maybe in a movie. It sent a shiver down her spine. She briefly imagined the erotic image of a latin couple, a trim dark haired hansom man in a black tux and white shirt, and an exotic looking dark haired curvaceous lady in a dark red flowing dress with plunging neck line and a slit in the skirt almost to her hip, flashing a well-tanned shapely leg and thigh. They starred into each other’s eyes, facing each other, separately sway-dancing very close, deliberately bushing against each other, teasing. “Oh Doogan, this is very sensual,” she said as her mind played the erotic movie.

She looked at Doogan wondering what kind of a man could be so kind and caring, yet have such a mysterious and hidden romantic . . . erotic side. She stared at his face, his image burning into her mind. Ohmy! She remembered the image of his face in the ambulance. She had an urge to reach out and kiss him.

Doogan stopped the song at 45 seconds. “What’s your next song Julie?”

It took a few seconds to tear her gaze away from him. She looked at the list again. “I’m not sure. Please help me Doogan.”

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