One Hell Of A Reuion

After Hannibal left, Clarice went in to take a shower.

She couldn't believe what just happened moments ago, her and
Hannibal kissed. And she liked it.

While she showered, Clarice started wondering what it would be
like to be with him intimately, she smiled at the thought.

Clarice
felt almost 100 percent better after her shower, she went to the bag
she left on the bed.

She half expected the same dress she wore at the dinner over a
year ago. Instead she found a simple pair of pants and a shirt, she
smiled at that.

While she was getting dressed, Clarice
couldn't help but feel alittle nervous, not with what Hannibal could
be making for lunch but what could happen after it.

Neither of them wanted to stop the kiss and she believe if she
hadn't stopped it, they would have gone further. And the funny
thought she had was, she wasn't bothered by it.

She slowly
made her way from the bedroom downstairs to the kitchen.

Clarice watched Hannibal make lunch and she noticed that he
didn't hear her coming.

She smiled and said. "Good Afternoon, Hannibal."
After she said it, she realized it was the first time she ever called
him by his first name.