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really be breaking your rules! In America, that’s
something teenagers do. Are you a teenager, Kat?”
    “No, I am twenty-eight! But today I feel like
a teenager! How do you feel? Do you think you can behave like a
teenager, and not a leecher?” she teased with a broad smile.
    “You mean lecher , I think. And you know, Kat, I think I
can. I promise, for tonight at least, that I will not pursue taking
your pants off,” he said. She giggled at that.
    “You make fun of my English,” she answered
coyly, batting her eyelashes in an exaggerated manner.
    “Does your apartment have a fireplace?
Snuggling and petting is best done in front of a roaring fire, I’m
told,” he stated.
    “My poor apartment? Heavens no!” she
exclaimed.
    “Well, mine does. Will you come to my place?
Or would that make you feel too uncomfortable?” he asked.
    “If you have a fireplace that is much better.
We will go to your place,” she said with conviction.
    • • •
    When she entered his apartment she was
in awe. It was much, much larger than hers. It had a large front
room with a fireplace made of stone, was well furnished, and had a
comfortable look. It had a separate kitchen, a spacious bedroom,
and a bathroom with a shower and a tub . Hatcher, because of the nature of his
business, had few personal belongings. He had made this place look
as if he did have possessions, however. He had bought books, art
for the walls, a television set, a stereo tape player, and so on.
It had the look of a comfortable bachelor’s apartment. While she
toured the place room by room, he started a fire. Plenty of wood
was stacked in a niche beside the fireplace.
    “How about a drink, Kat?” he yelled, not
knowing exactly where she had wandered off to.
    “Yes, that would be nice,” she answered from
the bathroom, where she was admiring the tub. Her apartment had a
shower only, and she was lucky to have that. Some apartments had
communal showers. She had not soaked in a tub for a long time, and
she wished she could do so right now.
    “I have some rum. Do you want another hot rum
drink, or something else?” he yelled again.
    “Another rum sounds delicious,” she said,
coming back into the living room. She found him in the kitchen. She
put her arms around his neck, pulled him down and kissed him with
moist lips.
    “I just love your apartment! It is so homey!”
she exclaimed.
    He put some water on to heat and gathered
some rum and spices from a cabinet. She wandered back into the
living room, speaking as she admired the pictures on the walls.
    “I just love your bathroom, especially the
tub. I really miss having one. My mother has one on the farm where
she lives. I love to soak in it.”
    “Feel free to use it, Kat. I’ll bring your
drink to you and wash your back,” he teased, wishing she would
actually take him up on the suggestion.
    “You would use any ploy to get a girl’s pants
off, wouldn’t you?” she laughed.
    “OK, Kat! I promised, so I’ll keep my
promise. But you are welcome to use the tub anytime you wish,” he
stated sincerely.
    He finished fixing the drinks and brought
them into the living room and put them on the table in front of the
couch that faced the fireplace. The fire was roaring now, snapping
and popping behind the fire screen. She had removed her sweater,
because it was now getting warm in the room. He followed her lead
and took his off also. He sat on the left end of the couch and she
sat next to him, taking off her boots and pulling her legs up on
the couch. They sipped their drinks and watched the fire in
silence. The tape he had started playing when he lit the fire
softly wafted Mozart strains around them. She leaned her head on
his right shoulder and hummed softly to the music. He put his arm
around her, and she continued to hum and watch the flames do a
crazy dance.
    “This is such a nice end to the
most vonderful day of my
life. I hope you had some enjoyment, too,” she sighed
contentedly.
    “I have to