mind was already on my next adventure.” I started, nodding in
agreement, “I’m not quite ready to settle down just yet. There’s so much more
to see and do after all.” I added.
Looking around. I took in
the surroundings. LAX was massive, and LA itself had seemed like an immense
sprawling wall of concrete. Not all that different from other cities I had seen
in the past. Not really my type of place, but LA was definitely not the reason
I was here. Glancing over at Amanda as she walked towards her car, a smile made
its way to my lips. Eyes on the prize, she was as beautiful as ever.
Once we were in the car,
sitting down had an immediate effect on me. Resting my head against the window,
I semi-watched as we made our way to Amanda’s house. Everything became a blur,
and after a time I fought myself to stay awake. It appeared Amanda had noticed
me falling asleep, so our drive home was very quiet with only the radio
interrupting the silence.
Upon arrival I was greeted
with a gentle nudge. “We’re here James.” Amanda said, as she got out of the
car.
Looking out the window I
saw her house for the first time. It was a simple white house with large arched
windows letting in as much light as possible. I hopped out of the car into the
fresh air, and started to come awake as I unloaded the car.
There was another car
parked next to Amanda’s which I assumed belonged to her house-mate. Looking
down the street, I noticed the neighborhood was filled with very similar styled
houses.
As we walked into the
house I followed Amanda closely, and noted the house was kept very neatly. It
had a feminine smell to it. We walked into the back of the house where the
kitchen was, and I set my bags to the ground. Her house-mate was there cooking
something.
She wore denim shorts and
a tank top that was far too big for her. Wavy brown hair rested against her
shoulders. As I watched her I couldn’t help but appreciate the way her hips
moved as she danced to music blasting in her headphones. Lifting my eyes just
in time she turned around and jumped from fright.
Taking her headphones off,
she laughed nervously. “You scared the hell out of me!” She said, attempting to
find her composure. With a quick movement she jabbed Amanda in the ribs.
“We didn’t mean to Rachel!”
Amanda replied, “I’m just glad you’re wearing clothes! Rachel, this is James.”
She said, as she pointed over to me. Waving like an idiot I smiled at her.
“Hi James, nice you meet
you! So you’re going to be hanging out with us for a while? That’s cool.
Welcome to our home!” She said, as she returned my smile.
“Thanks! Nice to meet you
too. Great dance moves by the way.” I said laughing, Amanda joined in, and
finally Rachel.
“Those are reserved for
private moments in the kitchen and shower usually!” She said as she repeated
the motions, “Are either of you hungry? I was just throwing some pasta together
if you’d like some?” She asked, turning around to stir her unattended pot.
At the thought of food, my
stomach rumbled softly. “If you have any extra I would be eternally grateful! I
didn’t really eat much on the flight.” I said, as I moved over to a stool at
the kitchen bench.
“I’m okay thanks.” Amanda
said as she took the stool next to me.
“Of course! There’s plenty
extra.” Rachel replied, as she worked her way around the kitchen.
While Rachel cooked,
Amanda took me on a quick tour of the house pointing out the room I would be
sleeping in. She pointed out the bathroom as well as her room, and Rachel’s
room. It was a nice little house. Very warm and welcoming.
It turned out Rachel was a
nurse and worked odd hours. She could cook pretty well too judging only from
the pasta, and had an extremely energetic personality, to say the least.
She was extremely
friendly, and after we had eaten we all jumped on the couch together. I sat in
the middle, surrounded by these two beautiful women. Rachel made no attempt
agreement, “I’m not quite ready to settle down just yet. There’s so much more
to see and do after all.” I added.
Looking around. I took in
the surroundings. LAX was massive, and LA itself had seemed like an immense
sprawling wall of concrete. Not all that different from other cities I had seen
in the past. Not really my type of place, but LA was definitely not the reason
I was here. Glancing over at Amanda as she walked towards her car, a smile made
its way to my lips. Eyes on the prize, she was as beautiful as ever.
Once we were in the car,
sitting down had an immediate effect on me. Resting my head against the window,
I semi-watched as we made our way to Amanda’s house. Everything became a blur,
and after a time I fought myself to stay awake. It appeared Amanda had noticed
me falling asleep, so our drive home was very quiet with only the radio
interrupting the silence.
Upon arrival I was greeted
with a gentle nudge. “We’re here James.” Amanda said, as she got out of the
car.
Looking out the window I
saw her house for the first time. It was a simple white house with large arched
windows letting in as much light as possible. I hopped out of the car into the
fresh air, and started to come awake as I unloaded the car.
There was another car
parked next to Amanda’s which I assumed belonged to her house-mate. Looking
down the street, I noticed the neighborhood was filled with very similar styled
houses.
As we walked into the
house I followed Amanda closely, and noted the house was kept very neatly. It
had a feminine smell to it. We walked into the back of the house where the
kitchen was, and I set my bags to the ground. Her house-mate was there cooking
something.
She wore denim shorts and
a tank top that was far too big for her. Wavy brown hair rested against her
shoulders. As I watched her I couldn’t help but appreciate the way her hips
moved as she danced to music blasting in her headphones. Lifting my eyes just
in time she turned around and jumped from fright.
Taking her headphones off,
she laughed nervously. “You scared the hell out of me!” She said, attempting to
find her composure. With a quick movement she jabbed Amanda in the ribs.
“We didn’t mean to Rachel!”
Amanda replied, “I’m just glad you’re wearing clothes! Rachel, this is James.”
She said, as she pointed over to me. Waving like an idiot I smiled at her.
“Hi James, nice you meet
you! So you’re going to be hanging out with us for a while? That’s cool.
Welcome to our home!” She said, as she returned my smile.
“Thanks! Nice to meet you
too. Great dance moves by the way.” I said laughing, Amanda joined in, and
finally Rachel.
“Those are reserved for
private moments in the kitchen and shower usually!” She said as she repeated
the motions, “Are either of you hungry? I was just throwing some pasta together
if you’d like some?” She asked, turning around to stir her unattended pot.
At the thought of food, my
stomach rumbled softly. “If you have any extra I would be eternally grateful! I
didn’t really eat much on the flight.” I said, as I moved over to a stool at
the kitchen bench.
“I’m okay thanks.” Amanda
said as she took the stool next to me.
“Of course! There’s plenty
extra.” Rachel replied, as she worked her way around the kitchen.
While Rachel cooked,
Amanda took me on a quick tour of the house pointing out the room I would be
sleeping in. She pointed out the bathroom as well as her room, and Rachel’s
room. It was a nice little house. Very warm and welcoming.
It turned out Rachel was a
nurse and worked odd hours. She could cook pretty well too judging only from
the pasta, and had an extremely energetic personality, to say the least.
She was extremely
friendly, and after we had eaten we all jumped on the couch together. I sat in
the middle, surrounded by these two beautiful women. Rachel made no attempt
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