Tales of the Ragoon, Kate's Movie Star by Stan Morris

she turned
on the light, she noticed another wrapped box on the bed. There was
no label on the box.
    Curious, Kate opened the box and lifted the
pieces of the garment. She caught her breath. There were two
pieces, both barely scraps of cloth. It was a thong and a tiny
matching top. Neither was really designed to be worn in rough
water, rather they were designed to be seen by one’s lover.
    In her wildest fantasies, Kate had never
imagined herself in a thong. Uneasily, she imagined it now. She
hesitated, and although she knew that she had locked her door, she
checked it again to make sure. Then she stripped bare, and she put
on the thong. She butt was too big, and she would need a trim, she
realized as she looked at herself in the mirror. Something else
that she had never considered doing.
    You keep saying that you’re not a kid
anymore, Kate, she said to herself. It’s time to prove it. She
found her clippers and her razor.
    Runyon was at the edge of sleep when he heard
the creak of the door.
    He sat up, and heard Kate whisper,
“Runyon?”
    “Kate?”
    He heard Kate creep carefully down the
steps.
    “Lights,” Runyon ordered, and the overhead
LED lights illuminated.
    Kate was wearing the coat that she used when
her family took a trip over to Yosemite National Forest. It fell
down below her knees. She came down the stairs and stood a few
paces from his bed.
    Runyon rubbed his eyes and yawned. “What is
it, Kate?” he asked.
    Kate took a deep breath and dropped the coat.
She waited for his reaction. Runyon froze, took a deep breath of
his own and then slowly let it out. His gaze traveled from her head
to her bare toes and then up again. His irises darkened as his eyes
met hers.
    “Kate,” he expelled, his voice was thick and
husky.
    She smiled nervously and did a slow
pirouette.
    “Kate,” he said again with a sigh.
    “Um…thanks for the swimsuit, Runyon,” she
said. “I thought that you might like to see it.” She gave a little
wiggle.
    He groaned. “Sweet revenge, huh, Kate?” he
asked. “I hope that your Dad is asleep.”
    “He is.” When Runyon took a step toward her,
she put up a hand. “Jail bait, remember?”
    He gave another groan. “Then don’t come any
closer, Baby,” he warned her. She laughed. He gave a rueful
snort.
    Then Runyon leaned over, reached under the
bed, and withdrew still another colorfully wrapped box.
    “I was going to wait a few days and then give
this to you, but I guess that now is the time.”
    “What’s this?” she asked as she eagerly
grasped the box.
    “Open it,” he replied.
    Kate unwrapped the package and withdrew the
garments. She held them up. It was another swimsuit. This one was a
two piece with a sexy bright pink top and a somewhat modest
bottom.
    “All right!” exclaimed Kate. “This is more
like it. My Dad will complain, but he’ll let me wear it.”
    “Hide the thong. Please,” requested
Runyon.
    Kate looked down at herself and then at her
new bathing suit. She gave Runyon a mischievous look.
    “Might as well try it on,” she said.
    She reached behind her back, and she untied
the top. She let it slip to the ground.
    “Kate,” grumbled Runyon and turned his
back.
    A minute later, Kate announced, “Okay, you
can look now.”
    Runyon turned around and stared longingly.
This suit was more modest, but it still did nothing to dampen the
hormones suddenly raging through his body.
    Kate liked seeing that look on Runyon’s face.
She did not respect girls who teased, and besides that she did not
consider herself attractive enough to ever be considered a tease,
but at that moment she was happy with the knowledge that he was
physically attracted to her. Her own hormones were alert and ready,
but deeper inside was a contented feeling. He might be just a
pretend boyfriend, but Runyon Silverstar really liked Kate Garcia.
She knew it, and she was satisfied. She retrieved her coat and the
thong.
    “Good night, Runyon,” she said as she waved
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