The Making of The Huntress
nonstop for over 4 hours.
    The next day I drove to my hairdresser who
had built herself a shop that attached to her house. I walked in
and Stacy began to do my hair. A few minutes later I felt a man’s
hands washing my hair and by the time I sat up I saw it was no
other than Mark. We both laughed, it turned out my hairdresser was
Mark’s younger sister who had taken cosmetology and gotten her
license from the same high school Mark and I had attended. Mark
then asked me if we could hang out later that night, it was perfect
for me since I was getting a fresh hairdo anyway. Mark stated he
wanted to go to downtown Raleigh where they have quite a few little
clubs and bars up and down the main street. Additionally, you could
walk around and look at art in the small galleries and if it was
your thing you could even get a piercing or tattoo 24 hours a
day.
    This date was a perfect way to reconnect
since we spent the whole night walking around and talking. At one
point we stopped at one of the local eateries and spent that time
catching up. The funny thing was that being with Mark instantly
brought out the little girl in me again. I felt vulnerable and yet
free to share everything about the last 7 years of my life with
Mark. Likewise Mark told me all about his tour in the Gulf, his
quick marriage due to the loneliness that comes with being in the
military and then his inevitable divorce. While looking in his eyes
I saw all the unspoken hurt he had endured and felt that I might be
able to return the favor he once gave me by helping him settle back
into his life. I spent that thanksgiving with him and his family,
since both my parents were deceased. Mark’s family took to me right
away and started calling me their daughter. Stacy, Mark’s sister
started styling my hair free of charge saying how could she charge
her sister n law. His whole family constantly told me how good I
was for him and how much he had changed in the few months since we
started dating. Our relationship was truly like a fairytale where
lil old me ended up with the boy every girl had wanted in high
school and there was no question that he wanted me. To be honest,
Mark could have been interested in me during high school but I let
my own insecurities keep me from pursuing anything more than
friendship with him.
    Almost a month had passed, and the sexual
tension between Mark and I was about to cause spontaneous
combustion within me. One night I tried to encourage him towards
the bedroom but he re-steered me back to the living room. Once
again it would be a night of kissing and touching leaving me
unfulfilled and craving so much more. Mark told me that he loved me
that night and stated he would never want to do anything that would
hurt me or adversely affect our rekindled friendship. Suddenly I
was confused, “Are you trying to say you only see me as friend?”
Mark bent down and began biting my left nipple through my shirt and
bra and questioned ” Do you think I do this with all my friends?”
He moved like a gorgeous, very sleek snake and every part of me
that he touched felt like it had been bit and was now on fire. I
guess Mark’s experience was working out to my favor because somehow
he managed to take both of our clothes off in less than 5 seconds.
“You obviously have a lot of experience at this Mr. Faison!” I said
while keeping my hands around his waist. I stepped back to
appreciate the Adonis standing before me. It was like Mark was cut
from an exquisite stone and the crafters took time around the abs
to show the intricate detail and “My God” when he turned around his
butt was perfection. A perfect butt on a man is a hard thing
because it’s easy for them to have too much and worse yet a
combination of butt and hips. Well I didn’t have to worry about
that, Mark had a perfect butt that you could bounce anything off,
seriously he could have been a top notch stripper. That was only
the beginning, I looked down and saw that his other head was
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