Layers – Chapter 1 Page 9
As she wove her way through the streets of Brooklyn, approaching Brighton Beach, she opened the windows of the car a bit. The pungent odor of the Atlantic Ocean came wafting through.
“Do you like the ocean?”, Paula asked.
“It’s my dream to own a beach house. I rented one in Southampton last Summer, right on the water. It was amazing to wake up each morning, look out my window, and view eternity”, Greg replied.
Paula pulled the car over to a vacant parking spot on the Brooklyn street, and maneuvered her way over to Greg, sitting sideways on his lap.
She put her arms around his neck, and tenderly kissed every exposed area of his face, sans his lips. She then ran her tongue teasingly on his neck, alternating small kisses with little bites.
Greg couldn’t take much more of this without reacting, and he managed to wiggle his way, Paula in tow, into the back seats.
On an early Sunday afternoon in mid-April, on a side street of Brighton Beach, they tore at each others clothes and made passionate love in the back seat of her Toyota Avalon.
While they were dressing, Paula began to giggle.
“When’s the last time you did something like that?”, she asked Greg.
Greg smiled, and searched his memory.
“When I was sixteen, there was this one girl, pathetic really, that pretty much all of my friends used to lose their virginity”.
“And you did the same?”, Paula enquired.
“I was going to. We were in the back seat of this big old Pontiac Bonneville. My friends had purposefully left us alone. We were ready to do it, but I couldn’t”.
“Exactly what do you mean by ‘couldn’t”, she asked.
Greg smiled as he buttoned up his shirt.
“I don’t mean I couldn’t get it up. But I just felt so dirty, felt so sorry for this girl. She was a mess, I think her father had been sexually abusing her from a very young age. And all my friends took advantage of this very disturbed girl. I just couldn’t do it”.
Paula kissed him gently on the lips.
“Did your friends make fun of you afterwards?”
“I told them we did it. She asked me to tell them that we had. When I didn’t want to go through with it, she felt very rejected, and began to cry. Trying to console her, she made me promise that I would tell everyone that we had sex. So I did”.
As they opened their respective side doors to enter the front seats of the car, Paula, out of Greg’s sight, smiled ecstatically. She had a special feeling about Greg from the very beginning, and it was being proven correct the more she learned of his true nature.
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