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“Fine!” she said with a loud huff. “But what am I gonna do with that anchovy omelet I made for your girl? Nobody’s gonna want it.”
“I want it,” Uncle Louie said. “Sounds good to me.”
Uncle Louie was like a human vacuum cleaner when it came to food. Nothing was weird enough or spicy enough for him.
“That’s what I wanna hear,” she said. “Now let’s go in and have a nice breakfast. We gotta get to church in less than an hour, and we still haven’t opened the last of our gifts. Who knows what Santa brought you boys?”
She said it as if the remaining gifts were a surprise, when we all knew they were more Christmas sweaters and crazy socks. She also had a thing for buying us outrageous socks.
Still, I draped my arm around her shoulder and said, “I wander what Santa brought me this year.”
She grinned, lightly pinched my cheek, and we continued up the driveway towards our house, while I mindlessly slipped my free hand into my pocket and wrapped my fingers around those red panties, anxiously anticipating what would happen next.
Dani 10
“Okay. Spill,” Sarah said once we were on the road, heading back to my car in Lewisburg. “How did you end up spending the night with Gianni, when you had a date with Jonathan?”
“Even I don’t understand what happened, exactly. All I know is somehow Jonathan’s account got mixed up with Gianni’s, and Gianni showed up at the restaurant looking for Shannon. Apparently, the same thing happened to me. My account or at least my contact with Jonathan, who is actually Gianni, came from someone named Shannon, who is actually me.”
Sarah kept her eyes on the snowy road and both hands on the wheel. “Not sure I can track all of that, but okay. Still, it doesn’t explain anything else… like the missing panties. What kind of kinky sex did you two have? I mean… he kept your panties? Or did he give them back to you?”
“He still has them,” I admitted, but I knew I was falling deeper and deeper into something I swore I wouldn’t do. “I decided I liked our little game.”
“What game?”
“I don’t know what to call it exactly, but maybe the mismatched game. Tell me if this is bad, but don’t judge, because it was incredible.”
I turned around in my seat to look at her while she drove.
“No judging. I promise. What was incredible?”
“The sex.”
She turned to me for a moment, then gazed back at the road. They’d cleaned off most of the main roads, but on some of the side streets, we had to follow tire tracks that were already there.
“You had sex with Gianni? That was fast.”
“Not exactly. I had sex with Jonathan.”
“Wait… What?”
I wanted her to understand what I felt.
“Did you ever pretend to be somebody else? Somebody bold and fearless? Somebody who could do and say whatever she wants without feeling intimidated?”
“Sure, when I was a kid, all the time. I’d pretend to be a superhero with all sorts of powers, but I’m grown up now. My powers are limited, not gone, but limited. What’s this all about?”
The road back to my car in town wasn’t quite clear yet, and I was glad Sarah was driving and not me. We sometimes had snow in my little town in CA, but it never ever accumulated like this stuff did… not unless you were up in the mountains… which I never ventured into if I didn’t have to.
“I pretended to be Shannon last night, and he was Jonathan. We were sexting.”
“Get out.Youwere sexting? If you weren’t saying it out loud, I wouldn’t believe it.”
She knew I’d never tried it, not with any of the guys I’d dated. It had always been way over the top for me.
“I did, and it was so fucking hot!”
“You? You’re too shy for that kind of stuff.”
