Charlie Krauss was half asleep, adrenaline and stress competed with exhaustion and as he dozed he half-dreamt, half-remembered…
New Boston, Bharati Colony
Ivory Beach Suites- Apartment 412
Charlie Krauss walked his girlfriend to her front door and with a quick goodnight kiss turned to go. That wasn’t enough for her- she pulled him into another, opened the door and yanked him through backward, steering him toward her couch as they gasped for breath. He pushed her jacket, real leather, off her shoulders onto the floor and followed without a word, letting her unbutton his shirt.
She kicked off her high heeled shoes, they collapsed onto the couch and his hands made their way up her back, she felt him hesitate.
“It’s okay Charlie…” She whispered. “I’m all yours…”
“Anastasia.” He said, and she stopped. He rarely used her full name, only when he was VERY serious about some