You got a text from Francis, you looked at it and a tear slid down your face.
RedRoseofFrance: Bonjour mon amour! Would you like to go out to a movie tonight, and then come over to my house?
MissIndependent: Sure…see you soon.
RedRoseofFrance: I'll see you in half an hour, I'm on my way.
You got ready to go and grabbed a couple of condoms, just in case he didn't have any. He always seemed to run out, from dealing some out for his friends or actually going with some other girls, you never quite knew. Quite likely it was both.
Francis appeared when he said he would, and even opened the door and drove away to the really nice theatre and bought you a large popcorn and soda, and a box of candy that you liked as well as one for himself and bought the tickets as well. He found you a seat in the mid section, because he knew you didn't like to be close to the screen nor up high due to your fear of heights. He helped you into the middle of the row, just where you liked. "How's this?" He asked.
You smiled politely and nodded, "Thanks Francis, that's really kind of you to do all of this."
Francis smiled kindly, "Of course, you are my girlfriend after all."
"At least one of them." You muttered lightly.
"What?" Francis asked turning to you.
"Nothing, I didn't say anything." You insisted.
Francis gave a look of confusion then shook his head as if to shake out the noises in his head. He sat beside you and you both began to watch the movie. It was a supernatural romance, you loved those types. During a bittersweet part of the beginning, he intertwined his fingers with yours, and as the movie progressed, it reached a scary and then sad part, where you ended up being held tightly because you were crying so hard. Then as the end came, Francis leaned in during the most romantic part, and gave you a sweet kiss.
You knew this would happen and it made you want to go home and cry even more, but you allowed him to kiss you deeply. The movie ended and he drove you over to his house. "You have any packets left?" You asked.
"Uh…I think so." Francis said as he opened the door.
"That's fine; I grabbed a few before I left." You said shrugging off your coat and hanging it up."
Francis nodded and took your neck deeply into his mouth, and kissed you sensually, and licking a hot spot on your neck, seducing you into a puddle. He knew you're body better than you ever could. He was the perfect lover; he could find your arousal points without much effort. After all, he knew you since you were young, and in the seventh grade. You became friends after he did something for you, while you were going through a dramatic point in your life.
