CHAPTER FIVE

Annie made herself at home at Brass's place that evening. She insisted on making him a dinner that she was sure would set the mood for the intimate evening she desired.

After finishing the dinner and getting the dishwasher going, she came out of the kitchen to find Brass seated on his couch looking distracted in thought.

"Uh, Annie to Jimmy, are you receiving me?" she asked as she sat down beside him and positioned herself so that she was lying nearly in his lap. She began to kiss his ear and nibble at its lobe…this drove Jim wild she remembered.

"Annie….stop it…please!" Brass finally managed to say as he rapidly extricated himself from Annie's embrace.

"Your eyes say no but the rest of you is saying yes and in a big way," Annie persisted as she moved in again, sure of her conquest.

"Not tonight, Annie," Brass was firm, "you can sleep in my room and I'll be out here on the couch."

"You can't mean you don't want to make love to me," Annie stammered, incredulous.

"Annie, you're as beautiful and tempting as ever and I could right now believe me but it would just be sex," Brass said, amazed that he was not going further with this. His own body was craving this opportunity he knew beyond all doubt.

Brass stood up trying to maintain his resistance, Annie moving to hold him again as she kissed him searchingly, her tongue seeking past his lips to dance with his own. He found his said resistance waning quickly.