Part V
�Yes.� He answered. Then he kissed me.
�When we get out of the shower,� I kissed him.
�Hum.� He prompted. Then kissed me.
�Brush your teeth.� I told him and kissed him again.
�Brush my teeth.� He repeated, as he took a step back from me.
�Hum um.� I said and tried to kiss him again, but he did not let me.
�You�re still kissing me.� He said. I shook my head and reached for him again. He still would not let me. �You just told me that I have bad breath, yet you continue to kiss me. Why?� He asked. I came closer, and reached out for his waist. Then I pulled myself closer still, until I had regained all the ground that I had lost from his reluctance.
�Its called need.� I told him. �At this point in time, I need to kiss you. There would be only few smells and tastes, that would come from you that would stop me. And this is not one of them.� I closed in and meet his lips with mine. I kissed each lip in turn, then I kissed him. He pulled me closer, and his lips pressed deeper into mine. I then pulled away from him. I did this slowly. I then looked up at him.
�I have to eat something other than you,� I said before I stretched up and kissed him on the nose. �And you have to brush your teeth.� I told him. I shut off the water and stepped out of the tub and got my towel to dry myself off again. I tossed it to Jack when he came out of the tub, and I pulled my shirt back over my body. I reached into the shelves that were behind the mirror and took out a new toothbrush.
�Catch.� I shouted as I tossed it to him. I then left the bathroom for my plate of sandwiches and a bottle of water that might still be cold.
I went to the living room and picked up my bottle. There was some ice still in it. Lucky me. I took a swing then placed it back unto the table. I walked into the kitchen and took his plate out of the frige and unwrapped it. I took the egg sandwiches out and placed them on the foil. I then put the remained ones in the microwave. I set it for twenty seconds. I did not want them hot, just not cold. I waited for the three beeps then I took them out. As I tuned around to the counter, I saw jack as he entered the living room. He wasn�t wearing anything. He was looking around of something. He then bent over by the armchair and picked up his boxers. He then put then on and came over to me. I lifted his plate to him that now contained his egg sandwiches.
�Thanks. Do you have anything to drink with them?� He asked. I walked over the frige and opened the door.
�I have some lemonade, water and some malts.� I told him. I then turned to look at him. �Which do you want?� I asked.
�A malt.� He said. I reached in and pulled out one. I opened it and was about to hand it to him, when I stopped.
�Do you want it in a glass or in the bottle?� I asked him.
�The bottle will be fine.� He said. I handed it to him, then made my way over to my plate. By the time that I got there he was already seated and had his hand on the remote. As I sat down and reached for mine own plate as he switched on the t.v. I munched my way through a cheese sandwich as he flipped through the channels. He stopped on 69. In front of us there was an orgy in progress.
�What channel is this?� He asked as he turned to face me.
�The Spice Channel.� I told him with a stright face. I turned my face back to the t.v and started to eat another sandwich. There were three couples and they were consorting with each other in and around a pool. �I had almost gotten the Play Boy Channel, but they were too... what�s the word? Too censored.� He tuned around and looked at me.
�Too censored?� He asked.
�Yea. They won�t let you see certain parts of the female anatomy, and too much of their breasts. And all that they show of the guy is his backside, never his penis. So I upped for the spice channel.� I then raised the bottle to my mouth and drank some water. I turned my head to him. He was staring at me.
�What?� I asked.
�Nothing.� He said as he shakes his head and tunes back to the t.v. We sat watching that for five more minutes before he changed the channel. I was about to protest when I saw him. I turned my head back to the set and smiled to myself. He was positively taught, with restrained actions of sexual intent.
�Wait, go back.� I told him as we went pass channel 35. He obliged me and went back. Jeopardy. �Could you please leave it here?� I asked him.
�Sure.� He said and placed the remote on the coffee table that never saw any. It was celebrity week. The questions were not as challenging as they would have been on a normal week. So that gave me a chance of get most of them right. I sat there and rumbled off a couple of right answers, with Jack watching me. Once in a while he would inject some right answers of his own. I was slightly mad at myself for get some very simple ones wrong. They were about t.v, so I cooled down from the fact that it attested to the fact that I was not watching t.v. as much as I use to. When the game show finished I turned, and looked over at Jack as he drained the last of his malt, that lasted unusually long. He placed the empty bottle in the middle of his empty plate that was in front of him. What were we going to do now? I wondered to myself. He already stayed longer that he should have. He then came over and nudged me aside to sit next to me. I obliged and when he was seated I laid my head in he crook of his shoulder, as he draped his arm over my shoulder.
