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Subject: {ASSM} Everlasting Love 03 {by Aphrodite} (MF cons no-sex)
Date: Wed,  1 Aug 2001 17:10:04 -0400
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Everlasting Love Part 3
Copyright 2001 By Aphrodite
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Everlasting Love Part 3
By Aphrodite
Aphrodite_Goddess1@Hotmail.com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Aphrodite/www

Chapter 3 Confessions
As night fell neither Jeff nor Liz picked up the phone. Jeff was at home, 
still buried in his work, unconscious of the time. Liz had gone shopping 
and to dinner with her best friend, April James. Having known each other 
since kindergarten, the two were closer than sisters. They managed not to 
kill each other as roommates in college, and now years later they were 
still there for each other at a moments notice. 
"Liz, what's the matter? You haven't said a thing since we left your 
house." April had stopped her in front of Sandlemans, a local men's 
clothing store. 
"I think he is getting impatient with me and I don't know what to do 
about it. I want to trust our relationship to go that far..." She stopped and 
fell against the white brick wall. "How do I know if he loves me enough 
to stay with me once he hears what I have to tell him?"
"He already knows," April mumbled hoping Liz didn't hear her.
"What do you mean he already knows?" She stood straight up, glaring 
right at April, darts shooting from her eyes.
"I bumped into him last week and we went for coffee. The 
conversation. Ah. He said. oh hell Liz, I thought he already knew, 
but when I saw the tears in his eyes, I knew I had let the cat out of the 
bag. He was hurting for you Liz," she stammered, throwing her hands 
down in disgust over what she had done.
"And he cried," He cried... She said more to herself than to April. She 
was beginning to see a side of Jeff that she had never seen in him before. 
A warm, caring, sensitive side that lifted her heart to heights never before 
known to her. For the first time her head and heart were synchronized 
and she knew what she wanted. "Come with me in here, I have to get 
something." Liz grabbed April by the arm and led her to Silvia's Clothing 
Store, and headed straight for the lingerie dept. In front of them stood 
several racks; to the left dainty panties of all kinds: Lacy, silky, satiny, 
some crotchless, others sheer; to the right matching bras. In back of the 
racks all along the wall were a very large selection of tap pant sets, 
teddies, bustiers, and both long and short gowns of all types, fabrics, 
shapes, and colors. Liz quickly rummaged through the items.
"What do you need more lingerie for, Liz, you must have a closet full 
already?" she said, still with the puzzled look on her face.
"I've got it! This is the one!" Liz held up a black Lycra bustier, and 
smiled with her find.
"This is what you dragged me in here for, a less than decent 
undergarment," she said while tugging at the side of the garment 
playfully. "What do you have up your sleeve young lady?"
"Please, just trust me. I will need your help back at your house. Okay?" 
She said with a pleading look on her face.
At April's house a miraculous transformation was taking place. The two 
girls were having a great time with make-up, hairstyles, and clothes. 
"Hold still, I'll smudge shadow down your face and I don't think you 
want an injun face, do you?" she laughed and continued with the make-
up. 
"I'm not use to wearing make-up. Do you really think he'll like it?" Liz 
was feeling like a high school girl getting ready for her first date with the 
most popular guy in school. 
"Now for the clothes." April handed Liz the black bustier and directed 
her to the changing screen in the corner of the bedroom. Then she went to 
the closet and thumbed through some clothes while Liz changed. "I've 
got it, this is perfect."
She walked over to the screen and draped it over the top. "Put this on 
over that black thing, alright!"
"April this is a little. Ah.." She stopped looking for the right words to 
describe the slinky dress April had just given her and started to giggle. 
"A little revealing, don't you think?"
"That's the whole idea, isn't it." She walked to the bed and sat down. 
"Just put it on and get out here."
Minutes later a figure walked out from behind the screen. April eyed Liz 
up and down, "Damn, that dress looks better on you than it ever did on 
me." She stood, putting her hands on her hips.
Liz walked to the full-length mirror on the closet door and admired 
herself for a bit. The dress was flame red, with a very low V-neck, and 
hung just slightly off each shoulder. The skirt clung tight against her 
thighs, ending slightly above the knees. She stood there twisting her 
shoulders toward the mirror and back trying to get the feel of the dress in 
motion.
"How do I look?" she said.
"Breathtaking, if I may be so bold. Now come on; let's call him," she said 
as she ran for the phone and held the receiver out for Liz.
"Hello, Jeffery Crane, Accountant. How can I help you," Jeff said when 
he answered the phone.
"Jeff, it's Liz. Can you meet me at my apartment in an hour? I have to 
talk to you. It's rather important."
"Sure, Liz. Are you alright? You left without saying goodbye this 
morning."
"We'll talk when you get here, alright hon?"
"Okay, I will see you in an hour then. Bye." 
They both hung up the phones, then Liz and April hurried out the door to 
her apartment. 
At Liz's apartment another transformation was taking place. April 
changed all the light bulbs in the bedroom to black fluorescent, while Liz 
broke out the silk sheets she had bought on sale the summer before and 
never had a chance to use. They thumbed through the tape collection 
together and found the perfect interlude music. They set it to play in the 
tape deck in the living room. Liz got out candles, wine, and two 
champagne glasses and set them up appropriately on the coffee table.
"Thank you so much, April. He'll be here in about ten minutes; there is 
no way I could have done this without you."
"Not a problem, sweetie. Lord knows you deserve the happiness. Call me 
in the morning and tell me how things went." The two friends hugged, 
then Liz saw her to the door. 
"I'll call you tomorrow, I promise! Thanks again," she said as she waved 
goodbye, then shut the door. 
Liz walked around the house making sure they hadn't forgotten anything. 
When she heard the knock at the door, she swiftly lit the candles, 
straightened her dress and checked her hair in the mirror. "This is it, 
baby," she said, then opened the door. In front of her stood Jeff with a 
dozen long stem red roses; she didn't know what to say.
"I thought I might need these as a peace offering, but seeing that dress on 
you tells me you're not angry," he said, holding the flowers out to her.
"Oh, this old thing?" She ran her hand down the side of her thigh and 
giggled.
She motioned him in the door, took his coat and hung it in the closet.
"Jeff, let's go in the living room; I think we will be more comfortable in 
there."
"Okay." He seemed a bit apprehensive, still not knowing what she 
wanted to talk about. 
Liz walked in front of him and opened the double doors to the living 
room. When he saw the candles, and the wine chilling, Jeff relaxed, went 
straight for the couch, and sat down.
"Okay, so what was so important," he said with a grin.
"First, would you like some wine?" she said, pouring it anyway.
"Yes, thank you," he said. He was feeling a bit dazed by the atmosphere 
in the room. He fought back the urge to toss the glass and take her into 
his arms. "So, you were about to tell me what this is all about."
The words barely left his lips when he felt her warm hand slip up under 
his shirt and run along his chest. Tiny hairs slid between her fingers as 
she slid her hand lower to his abdomen.
"Um Liz," he tried to speak, but Liz put a finger to his lips, replacing it 
quickly with a soft kiss. 
"I have done a lot of thinking today," she said as she kissed her way til 
their cheeks met. "I was thinking," she continued, moving closer to his 
ear, brushing her lips against his face along the way. "I was thinking, 
why continue to fight what we both know we want." Her breathing had 
become shallow as she attempted to talk and seduce him at the same 
time. 
Jeff couldn't believe this was happening, and at the same time wondered 
if this would end the same way that it always did; with her running for 
another room to hide. He found himself trying to pull away, but she 
wouldn't let go. 
"Liz, please stop for a minute," he said in a shallow voice himself. He 
was very turned on, and couldn't believe he was actually going to break 
up the fun, but he had to know for sure that this was what she wanted. 
"Please, Jeff, don't fight me on this," she murmured into his ear. 
She attempted a kiss but Jeff pushed her away to arms length. 
"Liz, believe me there is nothing in this world that I would rather do right 
now than to lift you into my arms, carry you into that bedroom and make 
long passionate love to you." Liz attempted to speak. "I talked to April 
the other day and she told me all about what happened with Jimmy and 
you along with some other things. I don't want my knowledge of your life 
to interfere in your decisions." 
"My turn," she said shyly. "I want to do this because you know! Please, 
let me explain," she cut him off before he could say anything. " I was 
afraid to tell you. I was afraid of what you would think of me and the 
possibility of losing you. My heart and head have been in conflict for 
some time agonizing over this. Since that night, I have not allowed 
myself to love or be loved by anyone. Then I met you and my heart 
betrayed me. Over the past months as I have gotten to know you, it is my 
heart that has told me you would understand; that you truly love me and 
would help me through it. Meanwhile, my head kept telling me that you 
would think badly of me. That you would either take advantage then 
leave, or just leave altogether. I have tried to reason with it, telling 
myself that I needed to tell you, and let the inevitable happen. I have 
even tried to convince myself that either way I was going to lose you just 
to be able to get up the nerve to say it. But when it came down to the 
conversation, I just couldn't get the words to come out. I am glad you 
talked to April. When she told me this afternoon that she talked to you it 
was a weight lifted from me. When April told me of your conversation, 
she made me see a side of you that you have never shown me," pausing 
for a moment and taking a deep breath she continued. "Aside from my 
past there is a larger reason for my reluctance. I suppose we all have an 
idea in our heads of the kind of person we want to spend the rest of our 
lives with. Until I talked with April. Until she told me your reaction. 
Well honestly Jeff, I didn't see that for us. Although I love you with all 
my heart and soul, there was a piece missing, and I didn't realize it 
myself till I talked to her. She made me see that the piece has been there 
all along and I have been to blind to see it."
Jeff realized April must have seen the tears he attempted to hide that day. 
He had hopped she hadn't seen them but now was glad she did. He 
himself felt a weight lift from his shoulders. There was a large part of his 
personality he kept hidden from the world most of his life, for fear of 
ridicule. Men are not suppose to be soft, is the lesson that his parents and 
society had beaten into him as a child. Now in front of him sat this 
person that not only accepted that part of him, but longed for it as well. 
"You were not blind, I didn't show you that side of me. I have had it 
beaten into me from the time I was 4 years old that men don't have a soft 
side. We are supposed to be strong and rugged and not show emotion. 
Despite this however, my soft side is a part of me that can't be beaten 
away." 
Liz then saw what April had seen a week before; She saw tears in Jeff's 
eyes. These revelations opened up trust channels between them and the 
communication just opened from there. 




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