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A Reality Check

... said. She wasn’t looking at me at first but she slowly raised her head to look at me. “I may not be quite drunk enough to do that”, she said with a smile. I had the thought of mind to grab the bottle of Vodka before leaving my chair so I raised it up in front of her and raised my eyebrows to silently ask “you want a drink” ?. She took the bottle to her lips and turned it upright taking two huge gulps and with a loud “AHHHH and a shake of her head from the obvious throat burn she returned the bottle to me. The look in her eyes was silently telling me it was my turn. I turned the bottle up taking a couple of slugs from it then offered it back to her. We walked and traded the bottle back and forth until it was emptied. By the time we had slowly walked a few hundred yards down the beach everything in my eyes were blurry. I had reached the state of drunk that I intended and with her staggering and grabbing me for support I knew she reached it as well. When she stumbled and almost fell forward I moved in front of her to hold her steady. She looked up at me as if in contemplation and I stared into her like I was trying to read her mind. Even though she was drunk her reflexes were quick but then again I was drunk and perhaps my reflexes were slow. Before I knew it she mashed her mouth against mine in a passionate kiss. It was good, really good, so as these things usually do it lasted and got more intense as I returned it with equal passion. We embraced and pulled our bodies together ...

... while rolling our heads from one side to the next. When we finally did pull back for a much needed breath I was looking at a much different Charlotte than what I had known to that time. I saw a starry eyed woman and not the glazed over eyes stemming from inebriation that I expected. “Give me a baby”, she said. There were no words I could say in response but I was certainly happy to fulfill her request. She was uninhibited now, the bitch facade was gone and the more compassionate, needful woman had surfaced. I wasn’t about to ask why she wanted me to impregnate her because it could be any one reason or a myriad of reasons. What did it matter at this point anyway as she was being open and honest. I never took my eyes away from hers while I began to lean in to kiss her then get on with it. My advance was stopped when she placed both her hands on my chest and applied pressure to hold me off, “I’m not so out of it that I don’t know what I’m saying and I don’t want a mindlessly drunk sex session”, she said with a look of seriousness. “Neither do I, I was just going to kiss you”, I said. It was a lie as my initial intentions were based on the situation plus the way she acted when we had our first sexual encounter. I lied because I wanted to us to be of the same mindset I mean there was plenty of time for us to have passionate and intense nasty sex. I think she actually wanted to get downright nasty right now and again she was trying to control the situation. She could also be trying ...