Persian Tomcats (Shooters Roll Book 1) by Mitchell Boling

Author:Mitchell Boling [Boling, Mitchell]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2022-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

18

Saturday, September 6, 2003

Saturday morning had arrived, and Chris smiled as he walked up the pathway to Victoria’s apartment. He was excited about the prospect of their first overnight together. He had become infatuated with her and was very much looking forward to taking their relationship to the next level. He made a quick knock at her door, which she answered straight away. She met him with a quick kiss, and out the door she came, overnight bag in hand. “Let’s go!” she said as she bounded off the stoop toward his awaiting GTO.

He spun to follow her and admired her form as she walked past. “Wow, you look hot today,” he said from behind. She wore a faded pink long-sleeve button-up shirt and jean cutoffs. He saw that she had tied the tails of the shirt in front of her waist, and left most of the buttons undone, which revealed a red bikini top underneath. She had sunglasses on and a red headband, which held her hair slightly behind her ears, leaving it to hang in waves down her back. Her sandals popped against her feet as she walked toward the car.

“Thanks, you too,” she said with a smile as she got to the car and turned to him. He wore a blue Hawaiian shirt, flowered swimsuit shorts, and flip-flops. He took her bag from her and stowed it next to his in the back seat of the GTO, then held the passenger door open for her to climb in.

He closed her door and hurried around the front of the car and got in. As he started the car, he turned to her and said, “Are you ready for this, Vic?”

“Yeah, I’m very much looking forward to it,” she replied with a serious tone, as she was also ready to take their relationship further. She leaned to him and gave him a better, longer kiss than their first one at the apartment door. After, she sat back and buckled the seatbelt, readying herself for the long drive to the beach. “Let’s go!” she said again.

“Alright,” he said as he backed out of the parking space and directed his hot rod toward the exit. Soon, they were on the open highway toward Myrtle Beach, the car’s sound system blaring Grand Funk Railroad’s, We’re an American Band.

Since the trip took only two hours, it was too early to check into the hotel. Chris had already planned for this, so he suggested that they just go straight to the beach. Victoria was up for that, and before long they plodded across the hot sand, looking for a place to set up. The beach was crowded with sunbathers, but it wasn’t too difficult to claim a nice spot near the shoreline.

After they had their towels and personal effects in place, Chris removed his shirt and Victoria began unbuttoning hers. Chris watched her undress with anticipation. She finished unbuttoning her shirt and removed it, unveiling the new bikini top she had purchased just for this outing.

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