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remain
hard. I heard her give a muffled cry between closed lips. I started to say
something, but she put a finger to my lips.
    I closed my eyes
as she continued to work on top of me. I ejaculated again as soon as she guided
me into her. She pushed her clit into my pubic bone and stiffened as she
reached her peak.
    Exhausted, we
slept for an hour. She was light as a feather on top of me. I was surprised. Her
weight did not bother my breathing, so I rubbed her back when I awakened,
scratching her soft skin as I held her close. She smiled when she opened her
eyes and looked into mine. I again started to say something, but she covered my
mouth with her hand.
    Wondering what was
going to happen next, I followed her when she got off of me and stood by the
bed, motioning with her fingers as if she were starting her hula all over
again.
    I did not
realize we were at the door, when she reached out and touched it. The black
void enveloped us again and I could hear air roaring past my ears. I closed my
eyes against the flow of the rushing sound. As if by some miracle, I felt calm
and at ease. A peculiar, yet not unpleasant warmth came over me as the rush of
wind stopped.
    “Sir! Oh, sir!”
I heard a frantic voice calling to me.
    “What?” I
answered. My head felt as if it were full of cobwebs.
    “Sir, would you
please put your clothes back on?” The voice was coming from somewhere to my
left. I looked and saw a pretty Hawaiian girl waving at me with both arms in
the air from behind the reception desk. I looked, expecting, but she was not
the same girl. I looked back and forth and then behind me. I was in an empty
lobby. I looked at myself. Shit! How could I now be standing naked, alone and
in front of the artificial Christmas tree?
    I pulled my
scrub suit back on, tying the draw string as fast as I could. I walked over to
the reception desk. I knew I had to find her. I had to find the girl who had
taken me on the most wonderful, magical trip of my life.
    “Where is the
other girl?” I asked. “There was another girl here. It couldn’t have been more
than a few moments ago.”
    “Sir, I’ve been
here all night,” she said. “Have you been drinking?”
    “Not a drop,” I
said. “There was another girl. She came over and danced a hula for me.”
    “No sir,” she
answered. “I would have seen it. You were standing next to the Christmas tree. I
turned around and when I looked back, you had taken your clothes off. Sir, I
think you had better go back to your room.”
    “I’ll go,” I agreed,
flushing. I walked back to the Christmas tree and looked at the ornaments. There
were Hawaiian ornaments on each limb. There was not one ornament with snow and
an Irish cottage. I made sure by looking at each one.
    I shook my head
in disbelief and reached into my pants to reposition my penis, as it seemed as
if it was caught on something. When I removed my hand, I looked at my fingers. I
could make out a few strands of black silky hair mixed with my pubic curls,
which were very blonde. I knew the time had come. I would be able to get to
sleep, at last. Marie had been born in Hawaii and had moved to the East Coast
when she was a very young girl. I remembered how she looked twenty-five years
ago. She looked like… Could it have been? I closed my eyes, smiled and went to
sleep.
     
     

About Phillip
Sweeny
    Phillip Sweeny is a free-lance writer whose
interests encompass fantasy creatures such as elves, fairies, and dragons and
how they would relate in our present world, all in an erotic genre, of course. Initially
a poet, he branched out into mystery novels and romantic fiction. His first
erotic story, Christmas in Paradise, was published by Sultry Heat Publications.
As a Stardust Press author, he published The Christmas Fairy, which garnished
excellent reviews at Romance at Heart Magazine, Coffee-Time Romance and
Euro-reviews.
     
     

THE CHRISTMAS CAT
    By Paul McDermott
    I'd lived on the
West Coast of Denmark for some time, working