Who is the Real Luke Davis? - Sex Stories

Who is the Real Luke Davis?

... guess there are some things you have to learn the hard way."

"Like what? What do you wish you could tell your 18-year-old self, if you could talk to him now?" Kyra looked directly in Luke's eyes, challenging him.

"Be careful of girls with big eyes, for one." Luke laughed, and broke eye contact with her. But he recognized he'd just flirted.

"Oooh. Sounds like there's a story there. Please tell. I'd love to hear it."

"Not a very good story I'm afraid. Maybe some other time."

"I've got plenty of time."

"Doesn't school start at 8:00?"

"Yeah, but I only need about six hours sleep. Really. I like talking with you, Luke, if you want to talk."

"I like talking to you too, Kyra, and what's with this 'Luke' stuff all of a sudden?"

"That's your name, isn't it? I like your name. It doesn't feel right calling you Mr. Davis anymore. I call my teachers Mr. this and Mrs. that, not my friends. I'd like to think you're more like my friend."

"Yeah, you can call me Luke. It's OK. I just wondered why the change all of a sudden?"

"Well a girl has to grow up some time."

"I suppose so. It seems like you're doing a pretty good job of it too, Kyra."

"Thank you for noticing, Luke. Pretty soon I'll be almost as grown up as you."

"I don't know about that. I've got quite a head start on you."

"You're not that much older than me. You're way younger than my parents. You're only a couple years older than my sister. And if you don't mind my saying so, you're way ...

... cooler too."

Luke laughed. "Thank you, although I don't know your sister, so I'm not exactly sure how much of a compliment that is."

"She's pretty dorky, so it's not much of one." Kyra laughed at her own joke, and then Luke laughed too. The light reflected in her eyes when she smiled really caught Luke unaware. He stood for a moment, temporarily struck dumb, then he caught himself. "OK Kyra, time for you to go. I've got an annual service coming up in Seattle next week. I think it's Tuesday. I'll have to check and call and let you know, OK?"

"Sure Luke. Let me know. Or if something comes up sooner, that's OK too. I like it over here. It's way quieter than my house. I can get a lot done."

Was she fishing for an invite? Luke decided what the hell. "If you just need a quiet place to study, you can always come over here. You're always welcome, Kyra. That's what friends are for. But if I'm here too, then you're off the clock"

"Understood." She laughed. "I'd like that Luke. I might just take you up on that." She brushed his arm as she walked past him towards the door. She opened the door and then as she went through it she leaned back, so just her head and one curled up foot were visible to Luke. "Call me." She said it flirtatiously, like a girl might who really wanted a boy to call her. And then she was gone.

After Kyra had gone, Luke was thinking if he were ten years younger, he would seriously make a run at Kyra. Talking to her had been fun. Talking to her, even ...