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I sat upright in my bed still rubbing my sore ass and then the phone rang. I picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hello Amanda." It was him.

I wondered if I was dreaming all of this because it didn't seem real.

"I think it's about time we meet. Don't you agree?" I said.

"Hmm ... sounds like a plan Miss Thompson."

His voice could melt steel and it made me aroused just listening to him even though I didn't want to admit to it.

"Are you good at following directions?" He asked.

"Depends on the directions you're giving." I told him.

"Alright, Miss Thompson. In a few seconds, you will hear a knock at the door. It will be a delivery person with a package for you."

Was he bullshitting me? And then I heard the knock.

"Answer the door." He told me.

I put the reciever on the night stand went to the door and there was the delivery person like he said. She was a young blonde woman about in her early 20's, she had a pleasant demeanor as she handed me the electronic clipboard to sign. I gave her my John Hancock and she handed me the package and told me to have a nice day. I stepped back inside my apartment and went back to the phone, he was still on the line.

"Now open it. I hope that it fits."

I did as a I was told, I opened the package and I took out what seemed to be a long black coat with a matching skirt and a pair of boots that were just my size, along with a pair of dark shades. He was still on the line as I tried them on, everything fit perfectly including the jacket which was very low cut and accentuated my cleavage. I put on the shades for the full effect and looked at myself in the mirror, and then I went back to the phone.

"Now, meet me at the park a few blocks down in two hours. Be wearing what I sent you." And then he hung up.

I took off the outfit he sent and headed for the shower. When I finished showering I wrapped my hair in a towel and applied make-up. I did my eyes and cheeks and I wondered what shade of lipstick to wear. I finally decided on the dark cherry and painted my lips. I then started to blow dry and style my hair and took a curling iron to it, giving it more body. Before getting dressed, I inspected myself one last time. I then rumaged through my panty drawer and picked a black thong along with a pair of crotchless fishnet pantyhose. I wanted to be prepared just in case. I got dressed again and inspected myself in the full length mirror. The jackect was not only low cut, but it fit around my waist like a corset, cinching me in all the right places and it opened revealing my legs and the boots that would go up to my knees. I checked the time and I headed out the door to the park.

As I walked down the street, I could not help but notice the looks I was getting, especially from the men and the almost jealous stares from the women. Personally I didn't see what the big deal was since I never really thought of myself as attractive. Finally I reached my destination and I took my seat on the bench next to an elderly black woman who was feeding the birds. Finally she looked my way and smiled.

"Hello there." She said

"Hello."

"Nice outfit."

"Thanks."

"Back in my day we couldn't get away with wearing stuff like that."

For some strange reason I felt like I offended her and kind of wanted to shrink to hide my cleavage. She laughed.

"Oh don't worry about it sweety. You look great."

She reached into her pocket and pulled out some candy.

"Would you like some?" She asked me.

"No thanks." I said.

"That's okay. So are you waiting for someone?"

"Well I am supposed to meet someone shortly."

The woman's eyes lit up.

"Oh I'll bet he's quite handsome too."

How did she know that it was a he I was meeting?

"So why are you here?" I asked her.

"Oh just to observe. I like watching people."

"I see."

An then the woman looked at her watch.

"I'm running late. It was nice meeting you."

As she got up, an asian man walked up to us.

"There you are. I've been worried sick."

"Oh I'm fine." She told him.

And then he got a look on his face.

"Have you been eating candy again? You know that's not good for you, especially with your high blood sugar young lady." He scolded.

"Maybe a little." She admitted.

He winked at her.

"I won't tell ... this time. We have to get back."

He took her hand and helped her up gently, she looked back at me and smiled.

"Have a nice day." She told me.

"I will thanks."

I go up from the bench and stretched my legs and then I heard a voice behind me.

"Hello Miss Thompson. I see you got my package."

I turned around to face him.

"Hello. Yes obviously I did."

He looked pleased with my appearance. He walked closer and finally he was inches away from me. The smell of him was intoxicating. He took off his glasses revealing his deep blue eyes.

"Surprised to see me?"

"Actually no I'm not."

A slight grin crossed his lips and his righ hand brushed my cheek sending chills down my back as he continued down to my chest and then he whispered into my ear.

"You feel very soft Amanda ... I like that."

I wanted to faint but I stayed upright.

"Are you aware of it?" He asked.

"Aware of what?"

And then he pressed his lips to my ear.

"Our connection. I don't fully understand how it happened. Maybe when you contacted me there was a part of you that got imprinted on to me. But that is irrelevant, but it did happen for a reason."

"What?"

"The truth is I have always wanted you. And then something happened. Something I knew was impossible, but it happened anyway. When your finace' died I was compelled to seek you out. And now I stand before you Miss Thompson. Because of you, I'm a different man. Because of you, I'm much more free to express what I have been really feeling all along."

"Congatulations." I told him sarcastically.

"Thank you. But as you well know appearances can be decieving, which brings us to the reason we are here. We're here because we both want something. There's no escaping this Amanda, there's no denying it, because as we both know, without desire, we would not have the will to live."

And then he backed me up against the wall and kissed my neck as he spoke. It sent shivers up and down my body and then he looked me in the eyes. He was forceful but yet I didn't want to fight him off.

"Desire that connects us, desire that pulls us, that guides us, that drives us."

And then he kissed me softly. I could feel his hands slowly making their way down to my sides as he pulled me closer to him. He then moved his lips to my ear once more.

"It is the desire that defines, desire that binds me. I'm here because of you Amanda, I'm here to give to you what you have been missing for such a long time."

"Who are you?" I asked.

And then he kissed me gently again, but this time his tongue slipped past my lips dancing with mine. I felt my nipples harden when he touched me. Our breathing got harder as he pulled me tighter and I could feel how hard he was. I wanted him and it was clear that he wanted me as well. I reached for his zipper and he stopped me.

"Not here." He said.

And then it hit me that we were in a playground in the middle of the afternoon with people all around. We broke our embrace and he turned to leave, he had his glasses back on. He looked over his shoulder and smiled at me.

"You coming?" he asked.

"Where?"

He took my hand and we walked over to the waterfront where a carnival was going. We went to the ferris wheel and stood in line, when it came to our turn, I was the only one who got on out of the two of us. He just stood on the ground and watched. Just then I noticed he was talking to the ride operator and all of a sudden the ferris wheel stopped with me up top. There he was on the ground just laughing at the sight of me being stuck up there. I screamed for him to let me down, but he ignored my pleas and just took the ride operator out for a coffee break. I was stuck up there for a long time until he came back. Once I was down, it was clear to see I was pissed off. I slapped him.

"You asshole!"

And then I walked off.