Public, exhibition, masturbation,
Continues from chapter 1. Go give it a read.
During the week I received messages from Jojo, clearly excited that I was going to spend time with her over the weekend. I had to plan my next moves carefully. One sarong move and this could end badly, but knowing myself and knowing Jojo I hardly had reason for concern. But still..
We finally got to see each other that Saturday evening. I asked her to meet me at the same Surfside resturant that she had fun at the week before. That would have definitely explained her she behavior, walking in with her head down and clutching her handbag strap with both hands.
“Jody!”
Thats all I needed to say for her to raise her head and smile the most beautiful smile anyone could wear. Her eyes shined as she suddenly skipped towards me and wrapped her arms around me as tightly as she could. It felt so good to hold her again. She wore that black and purple striped dress that isn’t actually a dress but given her height it easily served as one. A bright silver necklace picked up her dress but it was nothing next to her eyes. Her wedged heels lifted her enough that when I bent eover to hug her back I could place my head on her shoulders. It wasn’t a hug, it was an intense embrace between two long lost lovers.