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“I need you,” she breathed into the phone. I felt the insistent urgency and need in her voice. It was consuming her. The pounding of heart could be heard in her voice and breath. We met over a year ago on a sunny afternoon in Cuba. She was on vacation with her husband and a few close friends. I was there attending a business conference. I spotted her at an outdoor bar on the beach, chatting with her girlfriends. She was wearing a white bikini and an oversized yellow straw hat. I sat down two chairs away from her. My eyes honed in on a deep, purple and yellow bruise high on her right thigh. It was a perfect circle and the size of a tennis ball. She turned in her seat and watched me as I sat down. “Baseball,” she said to me with a smile. I smiled back at her and nodded my head in a silent reply. I turned to the bartender and ordered a shot of Jack Daniels. “You were staring at my bruise,” she added. “I was staring at your bruise,” I replied in a matter of fact tone. “I wasn’t staring only at your bruise,” I thought to myself. She giggled and replied, “I find it refreshing that you didn’t blush or lose your composure or try to deny it.” I winked at her and replied, “I find it refreshing that you didn’t try to cover yourself up, roll your eyes and turn your back to me, when you noticed that I was staring.” My wink and comment had caught her off guard. A quizzical look flashed across her face. She stared at me in silence for a moment and introduced herself, “I’m Victoria, by the ...

... way.” “I’m Gil, pleasure to make your acquaintance, Victoria.” “Hi Gil,” Victoria giggled. The bartender poured me shot and placed the glass in front of me. I paid for the drink and told him to keep the change. “Line drive?” I asked her as I lowered my eyes to the beautiful mark on her skin. “What?” she asked as she leaned towards me. “Your bruise, were you hit by a line drive?” I smiled, “You know, a powerfully hit ball that travels in the air and relatively close to and parallel with the ground.” Victoria chuckled and replied, “Nothing so spectacular. I tripped and landed on a ball at a company baseball game. I’m a klutz. It’s a good thing you’re two chairs away from me, Gil. Or you’d probably be wearing your drink on your shorts.” “Small price to pay,” I grinned. Victoria stared at me in silence again for a moment and said, “There is something about you, Gil. I can’t quite put my finger on it just yet.” She leaned towards me and whispered, “You have a very nice smile, Gil.” “There is something about you, Victoria, that makes me want to leave bruises and rope marks on your near perfect body,” I thought to myself. I leaned towards her, looked her in her eyes and whispered, “Thank you,” I paused and made sure I had her full attention and added, “You have a very nice bruise.” “Thank you, I think,” she replied clearing her throat and taking a long sip of her drink. She turned to her friends and introduced them to me. She patted the chair next to her, “Come sit next to me, Gil. I ...