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From: Souvie <souvien22@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "A Momentary Lapse" (Mf, flash-fic)
Date: Fri,  7 Mar 2003 16:10:03 -0500
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"A Momentary Lapse"
(294 words)
by Souvie

*disclaimers and thanks at the end

= = = = = = = = =

"When I was your age, girls didn't do this on the first date," he said
smiling.

She giggled, rising up and down on his cock, small breasts jiggling.
"Is that what you'd call this, a date?"

His hands on her hips urged her faster. "I don't know and frankly I
don't care."

"Why, Pete, you're such a bad boy." She bent down and licked his lips.

He moaned. He'd probably hate himself in the morning - hell, he knew
he would. "Amanda..."

She moved her mouth to a nipple and started nibbling and sucking.

Fuck it, he'd deal with his conscience some other time.

* * *

"Don't," he said, removing her hand from his crotch. He skirted around
the edge of the couch, edgy.

She pouted. "We're all alone. Carly won't be back from the movies for
at least another hour."

"No, this isn't right."

"It was 'right' two months ago."

"That was a mistake, Amanda, a very big mistake." He ran his hands
through his graying hair. "You're a teenager for Christ's sake, my
daughter's best friend!"

"Pete," her voice was cajoling.

"Mr. Stevens, not Pete. Mr. Stevens." He had to regain control. When
had he lost it? He couldn't remember.

"You didn't mind me calling you Pete when I was sliding up and down
your hard --"

"Enough!"

She continued as if she hadn't heard him, walking slowly around the
couch, stalking, prey become predator. "It's perfectly normal. You're
a man with needs; divorced, not dead."

"No!" More forceful. "It's over. It was a momentary lapse of reason,
that's all. Over."

She smiled, a secret smile. "Well, your 'momentary lapse' had some
lasting consequences, Pete."

As he watched with growing dread, she took his hand and placed it on
her stomach.


THE END

*copyright 2003 by Souvie - no distributing without asking permission
first

Comments and praise greatly welcome at: femecrivain@netdot.com
or you can use the handy form on my website:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Souvie/www

Thanks (I think) to Gary for supplying me with the opening line. :-)

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