Free Adventurous Kate by W C AURORA Page B

with the screen paused and that sinister
smile on his face, she realized she knew the actor much more
intimately.
    She dug into her purse and removed the
business card that John had given her after that wild night at
Pink. She dialed the number and listened to it ring a few times
before a voice came on the phone over a pulsating beat. “Hello?”
John said.
    “ Hi John. It’s Kate. We met last week
at your club.”
    “ Oh of course. I was hoping you might
call.”
    “ Hey, I have a weird question. Were you
ever in a horror movie?”
    John laughed excitably before answering, “Yes
I was. Camp Carnage Two. I can’t believe you’ve seen it. It went
straight to video.”
    “ How long were you an
actor?”
    “ Only a year or so. I was in a few
commercials, then I got the part in the movie because it was
directed by a friend of mine in college. I didn’t get many offers
after that, so I came to work for my dad at Pink.”
    “ That’s so funny. I picked it up out of
the bargain bin at the video store yesterday. I have to say, you’re
kind of cute in it.”
    “ I was also much younger. Hey what are
you doing later? I’m leaving early. Do you want to go have a couple
of drinks?”
    Kate paused for a moment. She should have
seen it coming. Why did she think she could just call and ask a
question without being asked out? Then again, the night was still
young, and she wouldn’t mind having a drink or two. “Okay. Give me
an hour or so to get ready. You’ll pick me up right?”
    “ Sounds good. I have to go. We’ve had a
lot of grabby customers today. It looks like I’m going to have to
start kicking some people out.”
    Kate gave John her address and quickly jumped
in the shower. “I’m not going to have sex. I’m not going to have
sex,” she repeated, trying to hypnotize herself into believing she
wouldn’t have sex. But the more she repeated the word sex, the more
she thought about it. And the more she thought about it, the
hornier she got.
    Maybe if she used crude language.
    “ I’m not going to let him fuck me. I’m
not going to let him fuck me,” but soon her hands were caressing
her breasts and her soapy fingers worked on her vagina and she knew
she wouldn’t be able to control herself if he even hinted that he
wanted to have sex.
    “ I’m not going to let him fuck me in
the ass,” she said, but even that was questionable.
    The doorbell rang an hour and a half later.
The two exchanged pleasantries and a hug. Kate decided to wear a
pair of jeans that hugged her ass nicely and pulled her hair back
into a ponytail. It was cute, but a clear step down from the dress
she wore last week and she wondered how John might respond to
it.
    He answered by giving her a firm pat on the
butt as she stepped out the door. Kate knew they were going to fuck
later on.
    John drove a blue Trans Am that looked like
it belonged in a car show, save for the worn out interior that
clearly hadn’t been replaced since it was a new car. A pair of
fuzzy dice hung from the rear view mirror and Kate batted it with
her hand as they pulled out of the drive way. “I haven’t seen these
things in years,” she said as the dice swung slowly back and
forth.
    “ You like those? I found them at a yard
sale. This was actually my first car when I was a teenager. I sold
it before I went to college, but then last year I saw an ad for it
in the newspaper. I just had a feeling it was the same car so I
went to look at it and I was right. The guy sold it to me for five
hundred dollars and I spent another three grand fixing the engine
and body, but I’m glad to have it. I had a lot of great times in
this car,” John said.
    “ How do you know it’s the same one?”
Kate asked.
    John leaned over and opened the glove box. On
the inside of the door, the initials JM + PS were engraved into the
plastic. “Who is PS?” Kate asked.
    “ Penny Sawyer. My old girlfriend. She
made me a man in this car,” John said with a smile.
    “ That’s