Sweet CarolineChapter 5
The slap to my face was quick and harsh. “Richard Jefferson Michael O’Hara. How dare you say that? I have been waiting too long to share you like that. Now kiss me some more ... I like it.” “I’m sorry, Caroline. It was meant as a joke, I didn’t mean it.” We resumed kissing, as I started to take off my tie and shirt. I didn’t want to be disconnected from her mouth, so I went slowly with my kissing and fast with my disrobing. After I unbuckled my slacks and let them drop, I picked up...