Chapter Nine

Mark moved down to the foot of the bed, coming to his knees, looking up at Lisa as he parted her legs, giving her a loving smile. She returned the gaze. He brought her close to him, delicately kissing the precious lips before him.

She grabbed a handful of hair, as she felt the sensation swelling up in her once again. Her juices began to stream. Mark gave her one small peck, then moved up beside her, looking down at her adoringly. Her eyes regarded him with so much relish.

His heart warmed, he bent down and softly kissed her, his tongue flicked over hers, and she tasted her juices on his mouth. He probed within her opening with his finger, until she accepted two inside. Her body responded to their exploration as she moan. He moved down to her nipples and pecked them lightly. Her body arched. Noticing she was ready. He whispered in her ear.

“This my darlin is going ta be painful. But only fer a while. And I promise ya, afterwards it will be nothing but pleasure.” He gazed into her gray eyes, she nodded her head. He moved over her, positioning himself between her legs and at her entrance. And slowly he entered her little by little until he was completely in.

During this time he pecked her lips and face, tears began to fill her eyes from the pain she felt. Mark kissed her eyelid. He allow her to adjust to him as he paused for a moment. And then slowly removed himself from her. He continued this gently process until her body reacted to the friction his movement caused.

Soon they both were in rhythm with each other, he gave himself to her and she arched her body to receive him. This continued until they reached their climax together. Mark collapsed on her as they were still joined. They smiled an exhausted smile at each other and drifted off to sleep.

A couple times during the night as they woke and explored many possibilities. Mark taught her many things that night. But the most important of all, was learning to express her love. They soon rested in each others arms spent of all energy. She laid in this arms contented.

The sun rays peeked throw the small slits in curtains. Outside small children could be heard playing. Birds chirping away. Lisa began to stir out of her sleep. Fully awake now, her whole body ached from the strain put on it the night before. She brushed the spot next to her where Mark was lying. He was gone! She jumped with a start as a knock sounded at the bedroom door.

“Lisa! Are you woke?” Betty called from the other side of the door.

“Yes come in!” She was puzzled why she would be here so early in the morning. Betty opening the door, peered in.

“Hi. She looked at her friend with this silly grin on her face. Lisa blushed.

“What are you doing here?” Lisa asked trying to evade the questioning eyes.

“Mark asked me to pick you up.” Betty replied.

“Why? Where is he?” She said jumping out of the bed, forgetting she had nothing on and walked through the house, searching for him. Finally, coming back to the room, sinking on the bed. She began to panic. Her mother had always told her once a man get what he wants, he move on. She didn’t know it would be so soon.

“Honey, its not what you think. Didn’t you see his note he left you?” She looked at Betty and then to the note sitting on the night table. She crawled across the bed, over to the nightstand, taking the note and opening it, read:

Sorry my love. Have to go out of town for a while

Will call you when I am settled in

Thanks for the special gift you gave me,

YOU!!

Lovin you

Mark

P.S.

Last night was marvelous!!!!!

She held it to her bosom and sighed loudly. She ran and took a shower as the two women left for Betty’s house. Neither noticed a woman sitting in a car across the street from Mark’s house. A VERY angry woman.

“I’ll never let you go, Mark. Never!!!” She said as she watched the women leave.

Chapter Ten

Betty and Lisa pulled up in her driveway. Lisa went straight to her room to change clothes. She diddle-daddle around, as she smiled and thought about her night with Mark. She replayed his manhandling of her and then his gentleness as he enter her. She remembered the feel, after the pain. He kept his promise. It WAS pleasure, after pain. She could kick herself for the time she had went without experiencing something so beautiful. But then she thought. She wouldn’t have had the night with Mark. It made it worth it all. Her thoughts were interrupted.

“Lisa telephone!” Betty hollered from the other room. Mark! She thought as she ran out the room into the hall and to the kitchen. Betty jumped back with an expression on her face as Lisa bolted into the kitchen, snatching the phone from her.

“Helloooo!!” She cooed into the phone.

“LISA!!” Her mother hollered. Her hold demeanor went flat, hearing the voice from hell, on the other end. Betty ran out the kitchen trying to contain her laughter, from the expression, paced across her friend’s face.

“Yesss!” She answered, solemnly.

“When are you coming home? You know you need to talk to that smart mouth friend of yours. I tried to tell you to stop seeing her. But no would you listen to.....” She was stopped cold.

“MOM!!” She snapped. “Did you have a reason for calling or are you calling to be a nag?“ Usually she didn’t talk so harsh to her. She loved her very much. She just didn’t like her much. She hurt people.

“Welllll!!! I see someone is in a mood today. One day out with what’s-her-name and you speak to me in that tone.” She knew how to play with her daughter’s emotions.

“I’m sorry. There, does that make you happy, Mom?” She began to cry. Betty came in to the kitchen. She was peeved, as she observed her friend shaking. She knew what was going on here. She took the phone from her.

“Mrs. Conner! You are going to have to speak to Lisa later. She isn‘t feeling well.” Betty hung the phone up, before Lisa‘s mom could say another word. She walked over to her friend, putting her arms around her holding her tight.

“Lisa, honey! Don’t let her rain on your parade.” She pulled her away from her looking into her eyes. Lisa nodded timidly.

“Now tell me. Didn’t you have the most wonderful night in your life?” She watched as her friends cheeks blushed to a rose red. The two women began to laugh, forgetting about the phone call.

Outside of Betty’s house, a car was parked some distance down. In the car sat Joyce, coursing with rage. She had waited down the street from Betty’s house the night before. She watched Mark leave the house on his bike, with this new woman, riding behind him. She became outraged. She paced herself some distance behind them, not wanting to give herself away.

She followed him as he turned a corner unto a street and ride up into the driveway. She figured this must be his new home, as he lifted the woman off the bike, making their way into the house. She sat for a few hours, then realized the night was going to be an all nighter. She hit the steering wheel with her fist, angry and left.

She came back the next morning, to see what was going on. Mark was leaving when Betty drove up. She went into the house, the other woman and her left sometime later. She followed them back to Betty’s house.

“Who is that slut he was with last night?” I’m going to find all I can about her. He belongs to me! And if I can’t have him, no one will!” She said as she sped away. Hell has no fury, than a woman scorned. And this fury has a name. Joyce!!!!

Chapter Eleven

Lisa sat in the backyard bathing in the sun, lying in one of the lounging chairs. Betty had left to go grocery shopping, giving Lisa sometime alone. Lisa sat deep in thought, trying her best to relax, when she heard the phone ringing. She figured it to be her mother, calling back to criticize her some more. She ran into the house, snatching the phone up, holding the receiver to her head, yelled into it.

“Look Mom! If you can’t call here without trying to drag me down! Don’t call here anymore.” She screamed.

“Whoa lil darlin! I didn’t know ya were so feisty.” Mark said from the other end of the phone. Lisa’s mouth flew open from embarrassment.

“Oh Mark! Oh I’m so sorry! I thought you were someone else.” She tried to explain

“Yer Mom?” He asked, knowing something of her mom. And wonder what did this mean by her contacting Lisa now.

“Yeah! She really gets on my last nerves. She always tries to throw the guilt trip on me. I don’t know how much more of her I’m going to be able to take.” She said, now growing calmer with the sound of his voice from the other end.

“Well I hope the two of ya can work things out.” He was trying to ease her mind.

“I miss you already.” She said without a thought. She was smiling and holding the phone close to her ear.

“Yeah, I miss cha’ too, babe.” He replied, wishing he was there with her.

“When are you expecting to be back?” She asked not knowing if she would be able to last too much longer without feeling his touch once again.

“That’s why I called cha‘. I’m going ta be home in two days. I was wondering if ya could be there when I get there, waiting fer me. I mean if ya want, I just thought it would be kinda of nice ta be coming home ta someone., that’s all.” His voice slowly trailing off.

“I would love to be there waiting for you Mark. I think it would kinda be nice too. I mean waiting for my man to come home, that is. “ Her voice taking on a more confident tone. She couldn’t believe she was actually saying these things to him.

“Good!” Yer man will be home ta ya in two days. My lil sweet darlin!” Mark whispered softly into the phone. Never had anyone touched him as this beautiful adorable woman. He never ever wanted her to leave him. If he had his way, he hoped to make his home hers. But he knew it would be a slow process.

“Okay, stay safe!” She cooed softly into the phone.

“Jake has a key ta the house. Ask him ta get cha’ a duplicate made. And Lisa, make sure that key find a permanent spot on yer key ring. Love ya much.” He finished.

“Yes, I will bye for now!” She answered him, they threw kisses to each other over the phone. She sat there a few moments after they had hung up, thinking about what he had asked of her.

“Oh my! I never saw so much sap oozing out in my life. You two are so pathetic. But its great!!!” Betty said as she walking into the kitchen sitting down her bag of groceries.

“How long were you standing there?” Lisa asked Betty, jumping with a start from being snapped out of her thoughts.

“Oh, just long enough to hear that your man will be coming home in two days and wants you there waiting for him. Good for him!” She said as she gave her friend a devilish smile.

“You don’t know anything. He just wants me there when he gets home. That’s all! Don’t read anything more into it than that’s there. Its just two people having fun with each other.” She said t, trying to act nonchalant about the whole thing.

“Hmmmm! Boy are you delusional.” Betty said to her friend shaking her head.

“What are you talking about?” Lisa looked over to her, questioningly.

“You don’t get it do?” Betty asked, amazed at her friends innocence.

“Know what?” She was still confused.

“Marks wants you there with him, all the time. He wants you for, Always Lisa! He cares for you very much.“ Betty tried to explain.

“No your wrong! He couldn’t possibly want us together so soon.” She said turning her gaze from her friend, thinking what if she was right. Was she ready to commit herself so quickly after one night of passion.

“I shouldn’t say this, but he Jake told me something?” She said a she began to take things out of the bag.

“Jake told you what?” Lisa asked turning back to her friend, curious.

“Well Mark asked Jake some things about you. And from what Jake got, Mark cared a great deal about you.” Betty said, pausing to see how Lisa was taking this bit of news. Lisa looked at her friend momentarily and then turned to walk back to the door, staring out, not really looking at anything.

“Lisa I’m going to say this, as a loving friend of you both. We have know Mark since we moved here. He has been a loyal friend to us. I don’t want to see either one of you hurt. So listen honey. If you’re not sure of what you’re feeling for him. Then back away from it now. It’s better he’s hurt now than wait until the feelings had gone too deep and you decide this is not what you want.“ She was more serious now, she studied Lisa closely. Lisa continued to stare out the door. Contemplating what all this meant.

“Lisa, he’s your first. You don’t have to make any drastic decisions right now. If you don’t want. I mean, you may want to try someone else out now that you have lost our precious cherry!” Betty said trying to keep a straight face. Lisa’s head snapped around at her friend not believing what had let slip out of her mouth.

“Betty! I can’t believe you sometimes.” She said as the mood lighten up and the two women began to laugh. Betty has always been able to help her through difficult decisions. She had this way of making them look not as hard as they seemed

“But seriously. I don’t want anyone else, but Mark. He makes me complete. No one else will ever make me feel the way he does. He’s my match.” She said looking into her friends sky blue eyes. Betty saw the sincerely in her friends eyes. Then she knew the two were want to be.

I want him in my life forever! I hope he feels the same!” She turned to the door again, going silently in thought. Betty walked over to her, putting her arm around her shoulder, reassuring her everything will be alright. They both stood looking out the door.

Chapter Twelve

Jake went and had a duplicate of Mark’s keys to his house made for Lisa. She said her goodbyes to her friends and left for Mark’s. She couldn’t believe the turn her life had made in just a week. But for the better and well overdue, she thought. She was so excited as she made her way to his house. Betty was very encouraging and supportive. She loved them both very much She was hoping they would make it a permanent thing. She felt they could make each other very happy, if they chose.

She made it to his house, driving up into the driveway, was surprised how funny it felt to be unlocking the door to his house with her own key. She went into the house and stood momentarily, thinking this would soon be her home. If this is what he wanted. She decided to explore, she hadn’t the chance to looked the house over the last time she was here.

It was a beautifully refurbish old house. Mark had done a very good job redecorating it. She went back to the bedroom where she had spent most of her time. Her memories went back to the night they made love for the first time. A simple smile passed over her face. Then she thought of what the night ahead would hold for her.

She was looking at one of the extra rooms , when she heard the phone ringing. She ran to catch it. Just as she arrived the answering machine clicked picking it up. She smiled at the sound of Mark’s voice flowing from the phone, leaving an invite to whoever calling to leave a name number and brief message.

She waited to see if it was Mark calling to see if she had made it and to let her know what time he would be arriving. The machine made the familiar clicking sound to record the voice coming over on the other side. If it was Mark, she would pick up to talk to him, anyone else she would let Mark get back with them later. She listened.

“Helloooo Mark!” The woman’s voice through the answering machine. Lisa paused, waiting to see who this was and what did they want with Mark.

“I just wanted you to know how much I enjoyed the time we spent the last two days. My body is still aching and feeling the effects of your body mingled with it. I’ll partially await your return. Hurry back to me. Love you my darling man.” The voice finished. The machine clicked, signaling the end of the message.

Lisa was dumbfounded. She felt her face become flushed with anger and humiliation How could she had been such an fool? He was using her. While he was out of town, he was doing this woman. And while her was here, she would be the woman on this side.

He wanted his cake and to eat it too. Well is one piece he won’t be eating anymore. She grabbed up all her purse and ran out of the house, jumping into her car, sped away down the street going back to Betty and Jake’s. She never noticed the woman sitting across the street holding the cellular phone laughing deviously.. mission accomplished she thought, as she watched a crying Lisa speeding away from MARK’S HOME!!!

Lisa made it back to the house in record time. Jake stood out front watering his yard. He looked up to see a speeding Lisa fast approaching. She pulled up into the driveway like a madwoman. She had barely turned off the car before she had exit the car and heading for the house. She had ran passed him so fast and was in the house before he could asked her what happened.

Betty was in the kitchen preparing dinner when she jumped from the sound of the front screen door being slam. She was coming out of the kitchen to see what was wrong with her husband and to give him a piece of her mind for starling her, when she was almost bowled over by a tornado called Lisa. She had jus enough time to slide to the side. She watched as her friend passed by her with tears covering her face. Heard as she entered her room, slamming the door behind her and the click of it being locked.

Jake came into the house, looking at Betty puzzled to what was going on. She looked at him and shrugged her shoulders as an answer to his questioning expression. She went towards her friends room to see if she could get some answers from her. She could hear her sobbing uncontrollably.

“Lisa, what’s going on honey? Betty asked.

“Not now Betty. If you don’t mind. I would like to be left alone.” She answered between sobs.

“I don’t want to press you, but you know I’m here to listen if you need me,“ She injected, turning and walking over to Jake who was still standing at the hallway door. He hooked his arm around her shoulder. They were at a loss to what to do. It wasn‘t like her to refuse Betty‘s help. They reluctantly left, leaving their friend to sort out her problem alone.

Mark drove up in his UV! He was surprise not to see Lisa’s car out front, he was hoping she would be there by the time he came home, to greet him as he came in. Maybe she had Jake to drop her off! He emerged from the vehicle, grabbing his bag from the seat next to him, bounded onto the porch, taking his keys out to unlocked the door. He was hoping Lisa would be somewhere in side. He dropped his bag as he came into the house, calling out to her, receiving no answer.

Maybe she’s sleeping in the bedroom and had the door close, not being able to hear him calling her. He ran towards the bedroom, wishing she was there, he wouldn’t wait for the night to show her how much he had missed her. It was emptied.

Maybe she just hasn’t come yet. He made his way through the house thinking or by some slim chance she was there, but just didn’t hear him. She was nowhere on the premises. He went over to check his mail thinking maybe she went to get some groceries, oh yeah that’s it, he thought. Hmmm! It would be nice to taste someone else’s cooking besides his own.

He saw that the message machine was blinking it’s famous red light, telling him he had a message waiting. He pushed the play button to hear the usual people calling nothing important, as he waited to maybe hear something from Lisa. A woman’s voice emanated from the machine. Mark’s mouth curved up into a smile for a second until he realized it wasn’t Lisa’s voice, but Joyce’s. She was saying some very interesting things.

He couldn’t figure out why she would be leaving something like this on his phone to him. She knew he wasn’t with her anywhere. Suddenly a sinking feeling moved down to the pit of his stomach. What if Lisa heard this while she was here? He picked up the phone and dial Betty’s number.

Jake answered. He asked if Lisa was there and Jake, not wanting to alarm Betty, took the phone out into the backyard and began to explain to Mark how Lisa had been over there and not even thirty minutes afterwards, came barreling down the street crying her eyes out, running into the room locking it behind her.

He told him how she wouldn’t talk to Betty! Nothing ever was too bad that she wouldn’t talk to Betty. Mark said okay and ran out the house, jumped on his Harley accelerating it, headed for Betty’s and Jake’s.

Chapter Thirteen

Jake was telling Betty of the situation, when in walks Mark, filling the room with

his presence. Betty looked at his face and could see this wasn’t going to be pretty at all. Jake had never witness his friend so emotional. They moved out of his way as he headed for Lisa’s room without one word.

“Lisa honey! We need ta talk!” He said with his head pressing against the door.

“Go away MARK! You’ve had your fun, now leave me with some dignity!“ She yelled with a very sad voice. He could tell she had been crying.

“Lisa i know why ya hurt. But that woman on the machine, was the same woman who Betty threw out her house the other night. She’s angry! She doesn’t want to see me with anyone but her.” He pleaded.

“Mark! What kind of fool do you take me for?. I’ve thought about it. Maybe you should go back to your old flame. She seems to want you so much.” She sat up on the bed, holding the pillow, as she sounded off to him.

“Lisa, please! At least open the door and let’s discuss this like two adults.” He continued to try and get her to open up to him. He turned and looked at Betty and Jake standing near the hallway door, confused. They just shrugged their shoulders, not knowing what to do either.

“I don’t have anything more to say to you. I had time to think this through. I will always feel inferior to you. You are so much more sophisticated then me. Maybe you just need to leave me alone and get someone more on your level.” She had become much more calmer, as she tried rationalize her thoughts to him. Mark’s face took on a total shock expression at the prospect of not having her in his life. He made one more pitch to get her to open up the door.

“Lisa my lil’ darlin! I don’t want anyone but you. You make me feel good all over. No one else as ever done that to me before. Please babe! Opened the door and let’s talk this thing through. Come on! Let’s go back to my house.” There were a few moments of silence, as all three waited for her replied. Then the silence was broken.

“No Mark! Let’s leave it alone. It’s better this way. No one will get hurt to bad in the long run. Now if you don’t mind, I’ve said all I’m going to say on this matter. You may leave or do whatever you want!“ She said so bluntly. Mark felt his anger swelling up in him. He looked over to Betty and Jake. They froze from the fire spurting out of his now dark eyes.

Lisa sat in her room. listening to the voices she heard coming form the other side. She couldn’t quite make out what was being said. The were low key murmurs. She sat on the bed leaning towards the door to hear.

She jumped from the bed in a panic as she heard a large noise sounded like a great pound on the door. All she could see was the door falling inwards to the door and Mark’s big booted foot coming to rest one the floor. She stood there in horror. She could see this wasn’t going to be pretty.

She decided she could do to things. Run for her life or stand there and face his fury. She elected to run for her life. She made two steps as he slid in front of her, swooping her up in one arm, slung her over his shoulder, turned going out of her room heading out the front to his bike. As they passed a ovation being giving to Mark by Betty and Jake, Lisa spurted some choice words and threats of getting even, As she moved further away from her friends.

Mark made it to his bike sitting in the driveway. He sat her near it, giving her a long look of darn g her to try and flee from him again. She took the look into very deep consideration. She didn’t move.

He handed her a helmet continuing to stare at her with his piercing green eyes. After seeing she had secure the helmet on her head, he lifted her up onto the bike, then swung his long legs over, mounting it, he turned it on, revving it up, back out of the drive way and sped down the road with Lisa clinging to him tightly.

Betty and Jake stood in the door laughing, then turned and left, heading away, confident things will work themselves out.

Mark never uttered one word to Lisa, as the moved through the streets. The wind singing pass her ears was the only sound she heard on the longest ride she had ever experience. They were moving at a tremendous speed. Lisa kept her arms wrapped around his waist tight, for support.

She knew she had pissed him off. She wasn’t sure what awaited her when they would arrive back at his home. Whatever it may be, wasn’t going to be very pleasant. She felt the bike swerve as it turned the corner, onto his street.

Then it made a sway, as he pulled up into his drive way, bringing the bike to a halt. He dismounted the bike, turned to her, with a quick glance lifted her off the bike sitting her next to it, watching as she removed the helmet from her head. He took it and hung it on the handle. Then Mark grabbed her by the arm, dragging her close behind him as the stepped upon the porch to the front door.

After opening the door and pulling her into the house, he closed the door to the outside. A car pulled up in front of the house. It was Joyce. She had followed Mark, going to Betty and Jake’s. She watched him go into the house. She watched as he came out with a Lisa draped over his shoulder and how he put her on his bike and came back here. She sat there angrier than before.

She realized at that moment, her planned had backfire. She felt Mark had heard the tape and knew who it was calling. she would have to play it safe the next time. She had to devised a more foolproof plan so the happy couple can finally say goodbye to each other. She would wait until the next time he leaves for one of his trips.

Chapter Fourteen

Lisa sat thinking how she had tried to out run Mark. And how he had carried her to his bike and dared her to try to run again. Oh was he angry! More than she had ever seen him. He hadn’t said one word the whole time they were traveling to his house. She thought how he grabbed her and dragged her behind him into the house.

“What the hell do ya think of me?” He shouted. Lisa sat quietly, arms across her chest, curled up in a corner of the couch, not mumbling a word.

She wouldn’t look at him as he tramped back and forth, ranting and raving. She felt she had done enough to contribute to the situation. She figure if she kept her mouth shut, he would soon burn out. You know that old cliche don’t add wood to the fire. And she felt she had put more than enough. Was it hot in here, or is it me,’ She thought.

“Lisa do ya hear me talkin ta ya?” He yelled, causing her to jump, snapping out of her thought. He was bent over with his face in hers, hands on his hips. Those green eyes were flaring.

“Yes, Mark!” She said taking a big gulp. She replied timidly refusing to look at him.

“Yea Mark what?” He asked, feeling she wasn’t paying any attention to what he had been saying to her.

Now she realized being quiet wasn’t going to stop his rampage. She turned to stare into his angry eyes and softly said:

“I love you Mark. There I said it. I love you with all my heart. I was so hurt when I heard that woman on your answering machine. I couldn’t bare to even think about knowing you doing to another woman what you do to me. I felt what we have is special. between us. Am I making any sense here?” Mark gazed into her gentle gray eyes, swallowed hard, in response to the love he saw she had for him.

He couldn’t hold back his love for her, never leaving her gaze, he picked her up off the couch where she was sitting, into his arms and carried to the bedroom. This time the lovemaking was a proclamation of their love.

He laid her on the bed never taking his eyes from her and slowly began to remove his shirt. She sat, watching him seductively removing each article of clothing. She got an idea. She jumped up off the bed, started to rambled through her baggage she had left earlier, ran into the bathroom. Mark watched her with curiosity, pausing momentarily, then shook his head and continued to undress. Finished, he jumped into the bed. waiting for her.

His body had grew hungry for her. All he could think about was feeling himself inside of her. He thought about how tight and good she felt surrounding him. He had come to full erection with those thoughts.

What was keeping her, he thought. His desires were getting the best of him. She had told him she loved him. When she returned, he was going to show her how much his love was for her. Oh God! Come on woman. He was just leaving the out of the bed to get her, when he heard some music coming from the bathroom radio.

Lisa opened the door slowly, walking out of the bathroom, dressed in her bikini, with a scarf wrapped around her waist, allowing one hip to be fully exposed. Mark pulled his foot back into the bed, positioning himself against headboard, as he anticipated the show she had planned for him.

Along with the music, her body began to emulate the belly dancers she had seen on TV. Mark gave her a devilish smile, as his eyes fixed on her swaying and twirling hips.

Oh! He thought, how good that would feel with him planted deep inside of her. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, as his mouth began to water at the prospects of the night.

Lisa patted herself on the back for having such an effect on him. She could see his chest heaving big time. She began to play with the scarf wrapped around her waist, taking it off and throwing it to him. He caught it bringing it to his nose and taking in her scent. He began to feel his manhood pulsating.

She continued with the hip movement, as she began to remove her bikini top. She tossed it too to him. She was driving him wild. She kept her back towards him hiding her exposed breast. She began to slowly gyrate more rapidly, until finally, she was moving at a nice rate of speed.

Mark’s pre cum had formed on the tip of his manhood. His juices were slowly streaming, through. His manhood was signaling it wasn’t able to take much more. He agreed.

He was out of the bed and upon her before she could react. He swept her up into his arms, pulling her to him. She let out a squeal, as he gently tossed her onto the bed. She laughed with anticipation.

Chapter Eighteen

Then next morning Lisa made her way back to Betty’s. She went to her room and cried. Why can’t things work out right? First this psycho person and now her mother. Yes, her mother. She needed to know what exactly did she say to Mark! She decides to give her a call. The phone is ringing on the other end, when it clicks and she hears that familiar voice.

“Yes?” Her mother coos into the phone. ‘Ole brother please’, she thought.

“Hello mother! How about meeting me for lunch?” She asks with GREAT difficulty.

“Sure my darling child.” She answers with emphasis on ‘CHILD’.

“Good! I’ll pick you up. How about 11:30?” She asked through gritted teeth.

“Yes! That will be just fine! See you then my luv!” She smiled at the chance to convince her daughter to leave with her. Because, she doesn’t intend on leaving without her. She would do whatever it took.

“So mother! What exactly did you say to the man who called for me yesterday?” She asked her politely.

“Well! If you must persist on this topic. I asked him who he was and what did he want with you. Then he said, who wants to know? I explained to him I was your mother and have every right to know who wanted to speak to my daughter. He had the audacity to imply that I had know idea on how to raise you and told me I should let you make your own decisions in life. Hmmmph! How dare he speak to me in that manner? Anyway I told him your nice Jordan back home, would have never spoken to me in that tone of voice and so rude of manner. Then I said, the keyword there is MANNERS.” She gave the appearance of being flustered at having to go over this conversation.

“Okay mother! How long do you plan to be here?” She asked. She wanted her gone so she could get back to her life with Mark.

“Why baby! Didn’t I tell you? I’m not leaving until you do! I came to take you back home, my dear.” She turned her mouth up into this simple grin. Lisa gave her mother one look and curtailed the thoughts she could do with that stupid grin on her face.

“Okaaaaaaay! Look Mother! I’m not going home. And in case you don’t know, I am home. I have a life here. So I will repeat my question. When are you going home?” She was very calm. Spoke in a very low voice.. She was very polite. Soooooooooo! What part of ‘I have a life’ didn’t her mother understand?

After leaving her mother, frustrated at the failed attempt to communicate her wishes, she asked Jake if he had heard from Mark. He told her he said he would be home in three days. Good she thought. She would wait for him at HOME!!

Mark made it back from his trip. He dreaded coming home to an empty house. he called and spoke with Jake! he informed Mark, ‘The Ole Lady’ was still in town. Mark stooped at a bar on his way home. He had too much to drink.

But what the HELL!! As he came into the door, he threw him bags on the floor next to the door, stumbled into the kitchen to get him a can of beer. He came back into the living room and slumped down onto the couch.

It seemed he spent a lot of time there since the day Lisa had left. He stared into the unlit fireplace. He drank a few shots of JD, along with the can of beer. His eyes began to grow heavy, as he succumbed to the affects of the over indulgence and passed out!

He found himself dreaming of Lisa! She walked over to the couch and began to massage his neck, shoulders and temple, as she cooed sweet words into his ear. He felt himself relaxing from her touch. She sat on his lap, straddling him. She began to kiss his lips softly, delving her tongue in and out of his mouth, as it fluttered like a butterfly.

He groaned with the pleasure she was bestowing on him. She began to kiss and nibble on his neck, sucking and leaving her love mark. She opened his shirt, flickering her tongue over his harden nipples, sucking hungrily. His body tensed from the sensation coursing through his body.

She continued moving downward to his stomach, kissing gently. She began to unbuckle his pants, freeing his manhood and taking it into her hands, as she slowly caressed it. It grew hard and to full length with her touch. She then locked onto his eyes with her own, mouth the words ‘I LOVE YOU!’ She then moved down...........!!!

Then next morning, Mark woke finding himself on the couch. His head was killing him. He knew he had a little too much to drink! The he slowly began to remember the erotic dream he had of Lisa. He felt himself getting aroused once again. He froze in thought as he saw he was under a blanket and unclothed. And from the evidence of a love mark on his neck. He didn’t have a dream after all.

“Lisa! Telephone!” Betty called to her.

“Okay! What do you want so early in the morning Mother?” She snapped, it was too early in the morning for her to call.

“It’s not your mother! It’s your Lover!” His voice thrust through the phone. He was on top of the world.

“Hi Mark! She smiled from the sound of his voice.

“Did you come over here last night?” He asked, still feeling the effects of the dream.

“MMMMMM!! You like?” She said seductively, toying with him.

“No fair! Why didn’t you wake me?” he asked trying to sound disappointed.

“Actually, I thought you were awake, the way you were responding. And the way you handled me. GRRRRR!!!!” She was enjoying this. They finis their conversation and made some plans of when they could meet again.

Chapter Nineteen

Mark hung up the phone from talking with Lisa. ‘The little She-devil. Paid me back for the other night when I seduced her and left her hanging.’ He thought. But he felt his reasons for the way he had done her were good. He wanted her to feel she could confide in him. And not keep secrets from him.

She was so frighten, he knew she was holding back something. He needed to find out, what had happened while he was gone. But he rather she told him on her own. But alas, she held to her story and wanted to brush it off with sex. Though sex is important in a good relationship! It’s not the main ingredients to keep two people bond. She has a lot to learn about being together with someone.

Which brings him to another thing, her mother. She wants to rake Lisa back home with her. He was worried she would soon break from the pressure her mother is constantly exerting on her. But he doesn’t want to put any pressure on her. But, what is that old saying? ‘All is fair in Love and WAR!!’

Speaking of Love. “Woooow!!! From what i remember of that ‘dream’. How did.......she know how.......? And where did she learn.......to do......THAT?” He said out loud, still lying on the couch recuperating. From both his drinking and her.

Giving himself this time to reflex on things that were going on in his life. Suddenly an concept filled his mind. He decided to make plans to get the ball rolling.

Lisa sat in the chair as she thought of her night with Mark. She had been reading some books on how to do things that would bring exotic pleasure your mate. Mark had done it to her many times. He never asked her to return the favor. Soooo!! She thought it would have been a good surprise. And by the way he talked on the phone she did a good job. She smiled when the phone ring.

“Helloooo!” She said almost purring.

“Hello yourself slut!” The voice from the other end growled at her.

“So you thought you would throw me off by moving out. And all along you have been sneaking back at night to be with him. You will never have him! NEVER!!” They hung up! Lisa began to cry hard, sliding down the wall to the floor, as she let the phone roll out of her hand.

Betty heard her friends frantic cry, ran to her side. She took her into her arms holding her tight. She slowly caressed her hair, speaking soothing soft tones, trying to calm her. She soon relaxed in her ‘Sisters’ arms.

“You have to tell Mark! This can’t go on. I feel like I’m betraying his friendship, not to mention deceiving Jake. If something would to happen to you. What do you think they would feel about me fro knowing this and not allowing the protection you need. And babe, I don’t think I could live with myself either.”

Lisa listen to her friend and knew she was right. This has to stop! She decided to tell Mark the truth tonight. And with the problem going to be solved, the phone rung. Betty answered thinking it was the psycho. It wasn’t, but close. Her mother! ‘Why me?’ was all that ran through her mind.

Mark was out in his front yard fiddling around with his bike, when his neighbor walked up to him. Mark hadn’t had much time to get to know his neighbors, so it was nice to see one coming up the driveway to speak to him.

“Hello! My name is Gus. I live next door.” The smaller man said as he pointed in the direction of his house, extending his had to Mark, approaching Mark slowly, astounded by his size.

“Hi! I’m Mark! Nice ta meet one of my neighbors” He laughed consuming the man’s hand in his.

“I came over to see if you ever caught the person who smashed your wife’s windshield, a couple of weeks ago?” The man asked with genuine concern on his face. Mark stared at the man, standing like a great statute, in total shock.

Mark finish speaking with his neighbor, playing off as if he knew, telling him no they hadn’t found the person yet. He thanked him for his concerned and his wife’s calling the police after she noticed what was happening.

He went into the house and over to the couch where they had made over the night before, sitting and thinking for a few moments, as he allow what he had heard sink in. Why didn’t she tell him about the windshield? He knew something had happened while he was gone. He decided to go to the police station and get the report on what occurred that night.

Lisa was rehearsing how she was going to tell Mark about the psycho who has been terrorizing her for the last several weeks. He would want to know why it took her so long to tell him. She was wondering which would be better, to go over or call. She decided to wait until tomorrow. What difference would another day make?

Mark walked out of the police station. More calmer than he had expected to be. He took in his surroundings. Why did everything seem different, than when he woke up this morning?

Just this morning, he woke from his erotic dream (which wasn’t a dream after all) with the woman he loved so much. He mounted his bike, gunning it hard and sped away to no place in particular. Just away from this town, until he could sort things out. He knew how much he loved her. But he had to decide how much she loved him.

Why hadn’t she trusted him enough to tell him? And what’s with that anyway? The final question stayed with him! How could she love him if she couldn’t trust him? That question is what made him make his decision. Marked packed lightly and left town earlier than was expected.