Free Am I Seeing Double 3 by Roland Singleton Page B

replied and chuckled.
    “But surely you must have a boyfriend, yet I don’t see any rings on your finger.”
    “Yes, I do have. His name is Rodney, and he drops by once in a while.”
    “Once in a while!” I teased, “I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but if I were he, I’m positive it’d be much more often than that.”
    “He’s in the Navy.”
    “Sorry, but that would make it a little more difficult.”
    “That’s okay, and there’s nothing really serious between us, as yet. He and I both want to wait until he finishes his time, in just under two years.”
    “You’re not worried he has a wife in every port?” I asked and started to laugh.
    “He better not have, and he better not come back, and tell me he has ten kids scattered all over the world,” Katey replied and laughed with me. “But he wouldn’t be human, if he was saving himself completely for me.”
    “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
    Katey and I chatted on for quite some time. She was good company, and very intelligent. We hadn’t really had a lot of time to chat last time, when I first met her at a book launch at her library. Jenny had turned up, much to my complete surprise, and Jenny and I had gone off together.
    Later, I wouldn’t say I was tipsy, but I had loosened up a lot to what I was when Katey had first walked in. Katey had also relaxed more than she was at first. We were now chatting like old friends, and we were to a certain degree.
    “What about you, Roland, you must be a lot like Rodney. A girl in every town you do a book launch?” Katey asked and started to giggle.
    “No, well, not really.”
    “Oh?”
    “I’ve only done one book launch in the country, and that’s with your library.”
    “ Really !”
    “Yes, really, and if I ever did another, I’m sure it would be with you.”
    “I’m flattered to think you would consider me again,” she said and placed her hand on mine, then looked into my eyes.
    Her touch was almost electrifying, and, not wanting her to take her hand off mine, I placed my hand on top of hers. Her eyes softened as we looked at each other. Neither of us spoke for some time. I wanted her, and I was sure she felt the same about me.
    “I think it’s time we weren’t here,” I whispered.
    “Yes,” she replied distantly, “it’s time we were somewhere else.”
    “Yours or mine?” I asked
    “Mine,” she replied. “I’m home alone tonight.”
    Our glasses were still half-full, but at this moment, beer was the last thing on our minds, so we left them sitting on the table. I took Katey’s hand and gave it a squeeze, and she squeezed mine as we walked to the door of the pub.
    Outside, and walking to her home, I put my arm around her and she nestled her head on my shoulder.
    When we reached her house, she opened the door, took hold of my hand, and led me inside.
    “Would you like a cup of coffee?” she asked and gave me her cheeky smile.
    “What do you think?” I replied.
    She didn’t answer and wrapped her arms around my neck. She didn’t have to pull my head down to her. It was already heading in that direction.
    One thing I will say about her, she really knew how to kiss. It was a long, slow, smouldering kiss, with all the intensity, I’m sure anyone could muster. With the kiss and her body pressed firmly against me, my mind was doing cartwheels and that wasn’t the only thing.
    I hadn’t worn a jacket, as the weather was warm enough without it.
    When we broke, Katey slid her right hand down my left arm, took hold of my hand, and led me to her bedroom, and, standing near her bed, she commenced to undo the buttons of my shirt and then gently massaged my chest. Then I reached down and lifted her top over her head.
    That was it, the rest of our clothes came off as if they were ten times too large for us. I lifted her up and put her on the bed, and we made wild passionate love.
    Katey had turned into a tiger. The meek and mild softly spoken librarian had vanished, and a wild cat had