Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: In the bushes outside your bedroom window.
|Introduction: Matt's Secret Life.|
Time was running out for Matt Sorenson. Lissa would be arriving at his apartment in an hour for a study session, and it would be an understatement to say that he wasn't ready for her.
Maybe today would be the day. Maybe she would finally lower her defenses. He had held out an amazingly long time already, but Lissa wasn't the type of girl who could be rushed. Granted, he had only gone out with her three times so far, but they also studied together twice a week, so she was really starting to feel comfortable with him. Technically, they were still just friends, but sooner or later they would become friends "with benefits." He hoped it was sooner rather than later. His patience was wearing thin.
He would have dropped her already were it not for the fact that she was just too damn gorgeous. There was no way he would give up such a worthy pursuit. Granted, her roommate Alya still had her beat in the looks department, but Lissa was definitely a close second.
Alya. Now that would be another girl worth going after. Maybe after dating Lissa for a while he could take a shot at her roommate. Of course, he had often fantasized about doing both of them together. What man wouldn't? But he had never managed to arrange that kind of relationship before. No, he always kept his girlfriends separate. It wouldn't do to have them find out about each other.
"You seem awfully distant today," Briana Morgan smiled at him. "You got someone else on your mind?"
Matt glanced down at the naked girl sprawled out on his bed beneath him. She wasn't anywhere near as pretty as Lissa or Alya, but she made a nice backup. At least she put out, unlike Lissa. He wondered how a girl like Lissa could not know that men, first and foremost, needed sex. Or maybe she did know it. Maybe she knew how gorgeous she was and was using it to her advantage, withholding sex from him until he was so desperate that he would do anything to get it. But he would have the last laugh. As long as he had a girl like Briana to take care of him, he could hold out a lot longer.
"Of course not," he smiled, lowering his head and kissing her tenderly on the lips. "I've just been distracted so much with schoolwork lately. I'm really sorry. Here I am with my favorite girl in the whole world, with a chance to finally relax and enjoy myself, and I still can't keep my mind off of school. I'm so pathetic."
"It's all right," she soothed. "I like a dedicated man."
"I should be more dedicated to you," he told her. "You deserve better than what I've been giving you lately."
Briana smiled, then put a hand behind his head and pulled him down to kiss him deeply.
That was one thing he liked about Briana; she really knew how to kiss. He wondered if Lissa was as good a kisser. He would have to find out.
It was too bad Briana didn't like to use her lips for other purposes as well. He had only had his cock sucked once since starting the school year, but before that he hadn't had a blowjob since summer, when he had had that fling with the girl down the street from his parents' house. Now she gave great head, surprising for a girl who was only fourteen. It was too bad she didn't like doing it, especially when he made her swallow. He had had to coax her into it each time by telling her how much he loved her and bullshit like that. Girls that age were incredibly na?, fortunately, and Monica was no exception. All he needed to do was tell her how much he cared for her, and in just a few minutes he'd be fucking her face.
That reminded him, he was overdue to write her another letter, telling her how he missed her and couldn't wait until she turned eighteen in four years so that they could finally let the world know how much they loved each other. As far as she was concerned, he hadn't so much as looked at another girl since they had last seen each other.
If things didn't work out with Lissa, he might try to start up that romance again in the summer. She would be fifteen then, a very nice age for a girl. In the mean time, he needed to string her along so that she would keep emailing him naked pictures of herself, to help "ease the longing in his heart and the burden of their separation," as he had so eloquently put it in the letter where he had requested them. Some of his friends were willing to pay up to $30.00 each for those pictures. It was a good way to supplement his finances, especially since he had paid his friend Seth $75.00 to have his little sister Julia blow him. That had been the day after the party that he had taken Lissa to on their first date. He hadn't been able to take advantage of the situation at the party, even though Seth had offered, because he was with Lissa, and when Matt had approached his friend the next day, Seth had seized the opportunity to make a little cash out of it. That meant Lissa owed him $75.00. Or preferably, a blowjob.
Of course, there was no guarantee that Lissa would ever do that to him, so he needed to keep in touch with Monica as a backup. He had to write those letters under a pseudonym so that her parents would just think she had a pen pal. He had made her promise never to show the letters to her parents, or they might catch on to the fact that "Jenny Emmerson" was actually a 20-year-old man. If there was one thing Matt knew, it was how to keep an affair secret.
He glanced over at the clock. Only 50 minutes left. He really needed to get this over with; Briana needed time to shower and get dressed, and Matt needed to hide all the evidence. A good air deodorizer spray could hide the smell of sex, but it needed a couple of minutes to disperse and do its job. And he had to change the sheets, especially if he finally managed to get Lissa into his bed this time.
"You in a hurry?" asked Briana.
"Unfortunately, yes," Matt replied. "I've got a guy coming over at 3:00 to study."
"That still gives us plenty of time," she smiled.
"I wish that were true. But I don't think you should be here when he shows up."
"Well, you know my roommate Billy?"
"The shy one?"
"Exactly. My friend Randy is ten times as shy. One look at you and he'll be useless for the rest of the day. And I really do need this study time with him. We've got a major history test coming up tomorrow, and if we don't get in some really good study time today, it could be a disaster. Look, I'll make it up to you, I promise."
"Sounds like you're trying to get rid of me," Briana joked.
"Believe me, if it weren't for that test, I'd call up Randy right now and cancel it. You know you're much more important to me than some stupid test, but I can't afford to fail this one."
"Fine," she sighed. "I guess you'll just have to go all out and get me off as fast as you can," she grinned.
"That I can do," he smiled.
He began to thrust harder, faster, and deeper. This was how he liked to fuck anyway, nice and rough. It was too bad that most girls preferred it slower. He usually had to slow down to accommodate them. It was really unfair that girls didn't enjoy sex as much as men did. Since a girl could do without, Matt always had to be the one to instigate it, which meant he had to make her want it, which meant he had to do it for her enjoyment rather than his. At least there were the occasional ones like Monica that would give him a blowjob, even if she really didn't like it.
Again he wondered if Lissa would be willing to do that for him. If so, he would keep her around a long time, even if it meant giving up on a chance with Alya. Now if Alya would suck him off, that would be heaven.
That thought pushed his pleasure up to a new level, as he plowed deep into Briana. Yes, he could almost feel Alya's lips wrapped around his cock, taking him right down her throat.
Briana was moaning now in pleasure and he knew that she wouldn't last much longer. So he let himself continue to fantasize about fucking Alya's mouth. A few more minutes of that and he would pop.
Briana reached her orgasm first. That was just like her, the bitch. She claimed she liked it slow and gentle, but when he finally got to drill her cunt hard and fast, she still peaked before he did. Why couldn't she just admit she liked it rough?
He reached his peak only about thirty seconds later. Since he was in a hurry, he didn't even try to hold it back, but let it happen, shooting his load deep inside her. He'd like to do that to Alya's throat. Or even Lissa's, if she would let him.
But right now he had to keep up appearances. He let himself collapse on top of Briana, and kissed her tenderly on the cheek. "That was fantastic," he told her. "You're absolutely wonderful, you know that? I'm so lucky to have a girl like you."
"Thanks," she smiled, kissing him back.
He rolled off of her, lying down on his back in the bed. She curled up next to him with her head on his chest.
Shit! he thought. She'd better not fall asleep!
"Briana," he told her. "I wish we had time to cuddle, but really, you do have to get going."
"Do I really have to?" she asked. "Can't we just lie here until a few minutes before three? I could be out of here in five minutes."
"That's so tempting," he smiled, reaching up with his hand and stroking her hair. "You know how much I like to hold you like this. Tell you what. Next time we'll lie together extra long, I promise."
She gave a disappointed sigh. "Okay, fine," she said, then sat up. He put a hand on her back and rubbed her for a minute, then she stood and headed for the bathroom.
As she showered, he hurriedly changed the sheets on the bed. The old ones went into the laundry hamper; he would get around to washing them later. He brought out some new ones from the closet and made the bed. He finished about the same time as Briana stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a towel.
"Hiding the evidence?" she grinned.
"Basically, yes," he laughed.
She dropped her towel, then came over and kissed him. He returned the kiss for just a minute, then pulled away. "Sorry," he said. "I'm all sweaty and smelly, and you just took a shower. As tempted as I am to continue, I'm sure you wouldn't appreciate that."
She shrugged, then put her clothes back on. Once she had dressed, she returned to the bathroom to blow dry her hair and apply her makeup.
Matt glanced at the clock. Hurry up, bitch! he thought. Lissa was due pretty soon, and he had to take a shower himself.
Fortunately, Briana wasn't one of those girls who took three hours to get ready. Ten minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom once more, looking the same as she did when she had arrived at his apartment.
"Okay, I'll see you later," she said. "Call me tonight?"
"Sure," he smiled, then kissed her one last time. She picked up her purse and headed down the hall to the front door.
Matt grabbed a can of air deodorizer and sprayed it around. Then he dashed into the bathroom, turned on the water, and stepped into the shower. He hurriedly cleaned himself off, then threw on his clothes and set to work drying his hair. The alarm went off on his watch, signaling that it was time for Lissa to arrive. He left the bathroom and headed out to the front room.
He had just settled down in a chair when he heard a knock at the door. Perfect timing. He stood back up and opened it. Lissa stood there with a smile, then held out a box. "I was feeling kind of hungry, so I stopped and bought some doughnuts on the way," she said.
"Well in that case, you'd better hurry up and come in," he replied. "All my roommates are gone at the moment, and if we're quick we can have them all eaten before they get back."
Lissa laughed and walked in the door. "Aren't you the selfish one," she teased.
"When there are doughnuts involved, my philosophy is every man for himself."
They sat down at the kitchen table and ate a couple of doughnuts each. Matt retrieved a jug of milk from the refrigerator and poured a couple of glasses. They ate and talked and joked with each other, and Matt felt he was making good progress.
He had gone out with her several times now, and she seemed really comfortable with him. The two of them always had a good time together. Now maybe he could take their relationship to the next level.
After they ate, Matt headed back to his room to get his history textbook. Surprisingly, Lissa followed him there. She came and sat down on his bed, and opened her book.
What did that mean? Was that an invitation? Matt had a lot of experience with women, but sometimes they were just too hard to figure out. Probably Lissa didn't mean anything by it; she was too innocent. He joined her on the bed and they began to read and ask each other questions.
As they studied, he kept stealing glances at her. She was friendly enough, but she was giving him no signals that he could read. He wondered if it was the right time to make a move. Should he be patient and wait until the next time they were together, or try to move things along right now?
Patient? He had already been far too patient. Today would be the day, he decided. Even though he had already fucked Briana, Lissa was enough to get him horny again. If he didn't have her soon, he would explode.
Still, she seemed more interested in the history lesson than in him, so he hesitated. He couldn't afford to rush her. The two of them joked and laughed together of course, but as the time ticked away, he saw no opening.
If he was going to get into her pants tonight, he would have to work a little faster. He knew what he had to do.
"Lissa," he said, trying to sound a little nervous. "Can I... can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she smiled.
"Well... um... I..."
"What is it, Matt?" she laughed. "Come on. You can ask me anything."
"Well, it's just that... I really like you. And I was wondering..."
The smile fell from her face, to be replaced by a look of uncertainty. Now he wondered if perhaps he was moving too fast. But he had to be bold.
"I really like you," he repeated, then took a deep breath. "I was wondering if... you'd let me kiss you?"
That look of uncertainty turned to a look of fear, and he realized he had gone too far. Well, it wasn't a total loss. At least now she knew he was attracted to her, which meant she would start thinking about it. It wouldn't happen today, but maybe in a week or two.
A week or two? Damn! He had expected to be fucking her by this time, and now it would be a week or two before he even kissed her? Sometimes he wondered if it was even worth it. But Lissa was just so damn beautiful.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have... Um, just forget I said anything."
"No, it's okay," she replied.
"Okay... that I asked, or okay if I kiss you?"
Lissa sighed. "Look, Matt..."
"Oh, don't worry about it," he laughed nervously. "You don't feel the same way about me that I feel about you. I don't mind. We can just be friends if that's what you want. I'm just happy to spend time with you, whatever we do."
"But that's not what I was going to say," she told him, and he glanced at her in surprise. "Since you're being so honest with your feelings, I might as well do the same. I like you too, Matt. Don't take this the wrong way, but you remind me of my brother."
"Oh god, not that!" he laughed.
"I didn't mean it like that. Jeff's the greatest guy in the world, and I absolutely adore him. He's funny, friendly, and, well, charming. Just like you."
"So there's still hope for me?" he asked.
"Look, it's not that I'm opposed to a relationship with you. It's just that... well..." She laughed. "The last time I had a boyfriend, I was thirteen."
"Thirteen?" he asked, astonished.
"I wasn't laughing. I'm just surprised that a gorgeous girl like you could make it all the way through high school without having a boyfriend. You must have been some heartbreaker."
"I guess the reason is because my first love was a bad experience, so ever since then, I've been afraid to get romantic with a boy."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--"
"No, don't apologize. I'm really flattered that you want to kiss me."
"But we don't have to if you don't want to," he said with a disappointed tone. "Or do you?" he asked hopefully.
Lissa stared at him for several seconds, and he realized that she was actually considering it! They might not go as far as he had hoped today, but they might get off to a good start.
"Okay," she sighed.
"It's been a long time since I felt this comfortable with a guy. At least, other than my dad or my brother, and they don't count. I think maybe it's time I took another chance."
"Lissa, I want you to know I appreciate that you trust me like that. I only hope I measure up to your expectations." He leaned in, then pressed his lips against hers.
She seemed quite tense at first, then as he drew out that kiss, she began to relax. She wasn't anywhere near as good at it as Briana, but that was expected, considering how inexperienced she was. But that was something that would come with practice, and he planned to give her a lot of practice.
He broke the kiss first, but instead of pulling back, he reached his arms around her back and pulled her in to an embrace. She hugged him back, laying her head on his shoulder. He could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She was still nervous, still afraid.
"It's all right, Lissa," he soothed.
"I know it is, Matt," she sighed. "I'm just not used to feeling this way. Promise me you'll always treat me with respect, that you'll be kind and gentle."
"I promise," he replied. He would promise anything if it got him what he wanted. Girls always wanted promises, and they were so easy to give. Not so easy to keep, but then, he had no intention of keeping it anyway, so it didn't bother him.
He sought out her lips again, and this time moved his hand up to stroke her cheek. Girls liked that sort of thing, and since it didn't cost him anything, he figured he might as well do it. Those little touches helped to get them in the mood.
Lissa sighed, her eyes closed and her body relaxing. Matt continued to kiss her, noting how her body was slowly responding to his caress. It was the same with her as it was with any girl; once the touching started, their defenses dropped quickly. They just wanted romance and tenderness, and once they got it they were ready for the main event.
He let his hand slide down from her cheek toward her chest. He wanted so much to feel her tits. Once he began to grope her, she would no doubt feel so good that she would be willing to let him continue. Soon they would be naked and sweating under the covers.
"Wait," she said, grabbing his hand a moment before it would have reached its target. She drew back, and he stared at her for a second.
"I'm sorry, Lissa," he said, "but you've got me so excited, I can't stand it."
She sighed. "Matt, I don't want to spoil things between us."
"Spoil them?" he asked. "I just want to make things even more special."
"Not yet. I'm not ready."
You goddamn cockteaser! he thought. Just you wait. Soon I'll have you on your knees with my dick shoved down your throat.
"It's okay," he smiled. "If you're not comfortable with it, we can wait."
"Thanks. I knew you would understand. That's what I like about you. You're one of the least selfish guys I've ever met."
"Except around doughnuts."
"Everyone's got to have a weakness," she laughed.
And I'll find yours soon enough.
"On the other hand, it's all right if you keep kissing me," she told him.
"Okay!" he grinned enthusiastically. They began to kiss again, and this time he kept his hands away from her tits. He wrapped them around her back to draw her in closer to him. At least he could feel her boobs against his chest through their clothes. That would have to be enough for now.
He lost track of time, but eventually they broke it off. They lay down on the bed side by side, and Lissa took his hand in hers.
"So does this mean I finally managed to get a girlfriend?" asked Matt.
Lissa smiled at him, then hesitated for a moment. Finally, she said, "Yes."
"Good!" he grinned. "The Matt Sorenson curse is lifted! Not only do I have a girlfriend, but as a bonus it's the most gorgeous girl in the whole university. That's so unlike me, I'm beginning to wonder if I really am Matt Sorenson."
"I hope so," laughed Lissa, "because otherwise I kissed the wrong man."
They heard the front door open, and immediately sat up with guilty expressions on their faces. They glanced at each other, then immediately burst out laughing.
"Is that you, Matt?" came Walt's voice from the front room. "Did you finally get one of those fifty girls you're chasing after into the bedroom with you?"
They heard his footsteps down the hall, and a moment later he peeked into the room. "Oh, it's the ugly one," he commented. "Don't mind me. You two go right ahead and fuck."
"As a matter of fact, we were just studying," Matt told him. "Lissa's a nice girl. She wouldn't ever do something like that."
"So what are you hanging out with her for then? That's not like you at all, to spend time with a girl that doesn't put out."
"Oh very funny," Matt told him. Lissa merely stuck her tongue out at Walt.
Walt disappeared into his own room and closed the door.
"So I guess that means we're done studying?" asked Lissa.
"To tell you the truth, I've been so distracted by you that I stopped studying about five minutes in," Matt chuckled. Lissa leaned in and gave him one last peck on the lips.
"Well, maybe we'd better keep our relationship secret from Walt for a while if we don't want to get teased about it, but I'm excited to tell my roommates. Alya especially. She's been rooting for me ever since I brought you home that first day."
"So why don't we go back to your place and make the announcement?" he suggested.
They closed up their books, then returned to the kitchen for one last doughnut before heading out. Lissa took his hand again as they drove back to her apartment. She smiled at him the whole time. He wondered what she was thinking. Obviously it wasn't about sex; she had proven that earlier in the evening. It was probably just silly romantic thoughts like girls always had. Well, he had made progress tonight and she hadn't actually rejected his advances completely; she just said she wasn't ready yet. She just needed a little more time, and then all his patience would finally pay off.
She released his hand just long enough to get out of the car, then took it again immediately afterward. They entered the building and ascended the stairs to her apartment.
They found Alya sitting on the couch reading. As soon as she saw them holding hands, a grin spread across her face. "So is it official then?" she asked.
"Yes," Matt replied. "Lissa has officially lost her mind and decided to be my girlfriend."
"Hey Meg," Alya called. "Come see. Your worst nightmare has come true."
Meg emerged from the bedroom, fortunately fully clothed this time, then froze when she saw Lissa and Matt.
"Now that Lissa's got a boyfriend, you're going to have to stop chasing after her," Alya teased.
"Never stopped me before," Meg shrugged. "Besides, that's not my worst nightmare. My worst nightmare would be if you got yourself a boyfriend," she grinned at Alya with a wink, causing her to blush. Meg laughed.
"But seriously, I'm happy for you, Lissa," she smiled, then came over and gave her a hug. Then surprisingly, she hugged Matt too.
"You take good care of her," Meg told him. "You seem like a decent enough guy. Despite the fact that you're a man, I think you're going to be good for her."
"Wow, Matt," said Lissa. "That's about the strongest endorsement you could possibly get from Meg."
"I just hope I can measure up to her expectations," he said.
The four of them sat down in the front room and began to talk. Monique came home from her last class a few minutes later and joined them. She was happy for Lissa too; she had been hoping that she would get together with Matt.
Lissa, for her part, was ecstatic, though she maintained a dignified calm. She had finally found a nice boy that she could care about. Matt was just like her dad, and even more like Jeff. He was sincere, friendly, gentle, and handsome. True, he had tried to seduce her earlier, but he had stopped as soon as she told him to. She wondered if she would ever let him take things that far. That bad experience five years ago still haunted her, and although Matt was nice enough, she wondered if even someone like him could help her get over it.
"So what are your plans for Thanksgiving, everyone?" asked Matt at the next lull in the conversation.
"I'm flying home," said Monique.
"I'm driving," said Meg. "Although my parents don't want me driving by myself, so I'm looking for someone to carpool with."
"So that if her car breaks down and they get stranded for two weeks, she'll have someone to eat," Monique explained, and everyone laughed.
"What?" asked Meg, pretending not to realize it was a joke. "Monique's right. I mean, it's no Thanksgiving dinner, but I've heard it's very tasty."
"You would know," said Monique. "You're the only one here who's ever tasted a girl before."
Meg childishly stuck her tongue out at her.
"So why don't you invite Sandy?" asked Lissa.
"I did, but she's got a grandma that lives only a couple of hours from here, who's not doing too well lately. Sandy wants to visit her as often as she can because she may not have much time left."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"What? It's not my grandma, so no need to get all teary-eyed over it."
"Lissa, what about you?" asked Matt.
"I haven't made any plans," she replied. She was secretly hoping Matt would invite her to come home with him. Of course, she didn't even know if he was going home for the vacation. But he didn't say anything.
"I've got to stay here and catch up on some lab work for my chemistry class," said Alya.
"What?" asked Meg. "I thought your family always threw a big Thanksgiving bash every November."
"I know," said Alya, trying to sound cheerful, though Lissa could sense the disappointment in her voice. "But Friday after Thanksgiving is the only time I can spare for this lab, and since it's a full day trip each way, there's no way I would be back on Friday in time."
The rest of them sat there in silence, trying to think of something to say that would comfort her.
"Hey, guys, it's not like I'm dying or anything," Alya laughed. "I'm just missing one lousy vacation. So what? I'll just make sure to have extra fun at Christmas time to make up for it."
"So what are you doing for Thanksgiving, Matt?" asked Lissa.
"Me? Oh, my roommates and I all agreed to stay here. We're going to attempt to bake a turkey. It's just going to be us guys, eating turkey and watching the game."
"Sounds fun," said Lissa, though she was somewhat disappointed. Well, it wasn't like he was going to go away and leave her; he was staying here after all.
"So that leaves Lissa the only one without plans," said Meg. "I've got an idea. Lissa, why don't you come home with me?"
"You know, you could pretend to be my new girlfriend. We could have all kinds of fun kissing and groping in front of my family."
"You're disgusting, Meg."
"Oh, I'm just kidding. But seriously, you could come with me. I promise, I'll let everyone know that we're just friends."
"Well, I was thinking I would just stay here and keep Alya company."
"I can't have that on my conscience," said Alya. "Lissa, you go do what you want. I don't mind, really."
"Are you sure?"
"Well maybe there's an easy solution," said Matt. "If you want, Lissa and Alya, you could come over to my place for Thanksgiving. We'll have more turkey than we could ever eat, so there's no problem sharing it, and to tell you the truth, if the guys know we'll have a couple of hot girls coming over, they might actually clean the place up a bit. What do you say?"
"Oh gee, thanks Matt," said Meg sarcastically. "You just spoiled my chance to get Lissa alone for the three hour drive to my family's place. Well, I've fought with guys over girls before, so this is really not that much different." Everyone laughed.
That put Lissa in a dilemma. While she wanted to spend time with Matt, she was also anxious to get away from school for a couple of days. She was getting a little homesick, and spending time with the family of one of her friends sounded like just what she needed.
"I'm sorry, Matt," she said, "but I think I'll take Meg up on her offer."
"Hey, that's all right with me. You probably don't want to spend any more time with my roommates than you have to," he grinned.
"Walt especially," Lissa chuckled. "But seriously, I just need to get away from here for a few days. You don't mind?"
"I might mind if you were going home with a man, because I'd be worried that he'd try to steal you away from me. But since it's just Meg... Actually, maybe I should be worried."
Everyone laughed at that, even Meg.
"So I take it that you're the jealous type?" asked Monique.
"You bet," Matt replied. "Now that I have a girlfriend as stunningly gorgeous as Lissa, don't be surprised if I develop a case of clinical paranoia, thinking that every guy on campus is going to make a play for her."
"Don't worry," Lissa told him. "If my past history is any indication, it will be five years before I find me a new man."
"Well then, maybe I'll let you out of your cage once in a while," he smiled, and she leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
That brought up another issue, and since it depended mostly on Lissa, she decided to bring it up.
"But I'd hate to see Alya all alone on Thanksgiving. Alya, you're welcome to go over to Matt's apartment in my place. That is, if that's all right with him."
"Of course it's all right with me," Matt smiled. "In fact, maybe it will give my roommate Billy a new girl to drool over. Alya, you're welcome to spend Thanksgiving with us."
"I don't know..." she stammered. "I mean... You wouldn't mind, Lissa? He's your boyfriend after all."
"I wouldn't mind a bit. Go have fun."
"Okay," Alya agreed. "Thanks, Lissa. Thanks, Matt."
"So it's really all right if I go meet your family?" Lissa asked Meg.
"Of course it is," she smiled. "And don't worry. I promise I'll behave myself in the car."
"Sure you will," Monique mumbled under her breath with a grin.
"Really!" Meg protested. "I won't try to attack Lissa until we get to my parents' place. Then she's fair game."
Lissa thought what her Dad's reaction would be if he found out she was going home with a lesbian. Granted, the two of them were just friends, but Greg tended to overreact to even the appearance of impropriety. It was exhilarating to know she was doing something he wouldn't approve of, harmless though it was.
About half an hour later, Matt announced that he had to leave. Lissa gave him a kiss, then he stood up.
"Call me tonight?" she said.
"Of course," he replied.
She saw him to the door, and he hugged and kissed her one last time. He was so nice to hug, she decided. He was every bit as huggable as her brother, and that was saying a lot. She felt safe and protected in his arms, because she knew he would never hurt her.
Matt disappeared out the door then, and Lissa went back to her bedroom. She lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, thinking about him. Here was a man she could finally love. He was so sweet and wonderful, and she knew she could trust him completely.
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