Hello my beautiful lady CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 3
Jay smiled and invited me in. He kissed me lightly on the cheek and put his hands on my breasts. “No,” I said, removing his hands, “plenty of time later for that though, lover.” Although, in truth I was really turned-on at his touch. The taxi came and drove us to the restaurant. Jay paid the driver and ordered him again for later. I told him this meal was on me; he accepted this graciously. It was an Italian restaurant and the food was sumptuous. I enjoyed it but ate rather sparingly. Jay, in contrast had an enormous appetite. We had starters, and then a glorious beef dish accompanied by a fine bottle of red wine. At one point the waitress began flashing Jay a flirty smile. I felt my face flush. I was surprised at my level of jealousy. Jay did smile back at her, but only in concise politeness; and then, bless him; he gave me his full smile and briefly held my hand. He looked so handsome in his crisp button down white shirt. I was aware that a few women dining there gave him a distinct look, so to speak. I thought to myself that someone might think I was his Aother or Aunt or something. I told him this, which made him laugh. After the meal we ordered coffee and brandy and chatted some. I asked Jay about his career in the Navy and the Iraq situation. He admitted that he had got frustrated and was considering his options; he was thinking of leaving the Navy when his service period was up; but that he had two more years before he could do so. He seemed patriotic though, which is not that common a trait in the young English these days. He didn’t say much about Iraq, and I didn’t push it. When I’d made love with him this afternoon I had noticed, what appeared to my untrained eye, to be two healed-up bullet wound scars in his left thigh. I do vaguely remember his Aunt, my neighbour, Cathy, telling me about her visiting her nephew Jay in a military hospital one time. I’d have though it more usual for those serving in the Army rather than the Navy to have such wounds. Again though, I figured if he wanted to tell me about his experiences then he would in his own time.