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By: JohnSlayer
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A Nice Dinner... Or More?

Chapter 3 : A nice dinner... or more?

Jan was making his favorite meal: spaghetti bolognese. He had loved it very much when he had been a child and had lived in Smallville before the meteor shower that changed him forever. Occasionally his thoughts drifted off to Linda Lee, hoping that she hadn't been that freaked out by the fact that his lips could heal bruises like that. Only thing was, should something ever happen to Jan himself, he couldn't kiss away his own bruises and would be forced to live with them on his body. So far there hadn't been any circumstances with that particular moment happening.

In the bathroom Linda had just finished her shower and stepped out of it, selected one of the many towels and dried herself off... while still thinking about how kind Jan Oramu had been to her. The way he had made her moan out wasn't lost on her either. At first she had feared that his touch would be like Jacob Finley's, but she had been wrong. His hands and lips had been so soft, not like the roughness she had experienced earlier.

During the shower, Linda hadn't been able to help herself. It was like Jan's touch had remained on her body and so she had succumbed to his touch, but would never ever admit to Jan that she had touched herself in the shower. Images of a kind Jan doing those things to her were made visible as water had streamed over her naked features.......like hallucinations or illusions created by the feelings she was having for him. When the shower had ended, water image Jan had disappeared.

But it was too soon, WAY too soon. So after having dried herself off, Linda Lee selected one of the bathrobes and slowly peeked around the small opening of the door to see if Jan hadn't been waiting in the hall for her. He hadn't... yet the moment she wanted to close the door again her nose was attacked by a sweet aroma which tempted Linda to come out of the bathroom and back into the living room.

She saw Jan's back and saw him setting up the table for dinner. When Jan turned around to get the glasses, he saw her, and his face got red. She had forgotten to tie up the bathrobe so he was seeing her breasts and pussy, the rest perfectly concealed by the bathrobe. For a moment Linda thought that Jan was angry at her and took a step back, but Jan had already caught up to her. "You forgot to tie up the bathrobe." His soft words reached her ears and before she could even attempt at tieing it up herself, Jan's hands had done it for her. Now it was her turn to blush, chiding herself for being so dumb for not even tieing it up before she graced Jan with her presence again.

"Thank you, Jan." she said, not looking into his eyes, however, the next moment she did look into those pools of skyblue. "I could have done it myself, yet I thought that I had already done that." She said smiling softly, at first not sure she could smile about something like this, but ultimately choosing to let her smile show.

Jan wrapped her in his arms, hugging her. "It's okay, Linda. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Not anymore." he said to her, his lips going for her cheek... but Linda moved her face away. She disentangled herself from his embrace. "You were getting glasses, weren't you? Let me help you." Linda said and without a yes or a no she had walked toward the cabinet and retrieved the items that were needed to complete the setting of the table.

Linda Lee turned to look at Jan with a smile after she had put the last items on the table. Jan smiled back at her as he neared her again. "So what would you like to drink, Linda? We have beer, cola, wine... and water." Jan offered.

It didn't take long for Linda to choose. "Just water will be fine, Jan." Jan nodded and took the two glasses and went to the sink to fill them up with water. After the glasses were pretty full, he returned them to the table. "I hope you'll like the food, it's my favorite... I've always loved it since I was a kid." Jan said smiling.

Linda joined him but didn't say anything. She didn't even remember being a little kid. She just smiled and began to eat her plate of spaghetti. Jan dug in as well, until the silence was broken by his following question...

"So Linda... how did you end up with that nasty boss of yours at the Crow?" Jan asked after taking a sip from his glass. Linda almost choked on her food. "Oh... one night I woke up a couple of streets away from a Starbucks café. I had no clue where I was and saw the café, so I headed there and asked where I was and... who I was. The woman there was kind enough to let me in. She was the one who gave me a new name and hooked me up with Jacob... for lack of a better term." Linda Lee explained. Jan's face dropped when he heard that she had asked who she was. "Oh dear god... you have amnesia? I'm so sorry you had to go through that."

"STILL go through it, Jan. It isn't over. I still don't remember much." Linda sadly said while eating the last bits of spaghetti from her plate. Jan had almost finished his plate as well, he hadn't made that much spaghetti, just enough for the two of them. "Then how much do you remember, Linda?"

It was like he had asked if she liked getting raped by her boss. "I don't want to talk about it, okay?!" She snapped, only realizing her mistake too late. "I'm sorry, it's just... it's hard, y'know? Some bits and pieces, but not the whole picture."

Jan had already left the table to put their empty plates and other stuff into the dishwasher, yet he did still listen to her. "Maybe after a goodnight's sleep you'll remember a bit more." She nodded and began to help put a bit more into the dishwasher ; she hated to let Jan do all the things by himself. Now that she was at his place, she should help him with whatever he was doing.

"Yeah, sleep sounds good." Linda said with a smile. She hadn't forgotten that she was still in Jan's borrowed bathrobe. She hadn't spilled one drop of tomato sauce on it so she was happy that it was still in perfect white; it made her look like a white ice queen.

Before she could say anything, Jan had wrapped his arms around her and had pulled her into his arms. "Then let's get you to bed. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty exhausted myself." He said. It isn't every day that I rescue a beautiful girl like you from a nasty boss...

She playfully tried to fight his touch all the way toward the guest room, but she couldn't win. His touch was too strong, and if she wasn't careful she'd melt in his powerful, strong, muscular hands. He lay her down on the bed and kissed her goodnight.

The moment Jan had left the guest room, Linda let the robe fall to the floor and ducked under the covers. Jan stripped down to his boxers before getting into his bed.... yet there was a strong desire to do things to himself, all because of her... yet he stood his ground and fell asleep.

Yet only one of them did actually find sleep. The other was plagued by nightmares of her boss raping her over and over... "NO! Please, stop... NO!" She screamed into the darkness, not realizing Linda Lee was dreaming. "You know I like it when you're down on your knees... b*tch." he told her as he pulled her face closer to his zipper. He unzipped his pants and instead of a boxer his erection showed instead. "NOOOOOO!" She screamed even louder now.

In the other room Jan jolted awake. Did I hear it correctly? He wondered, instead of getting up slowly, he ran toward the guest room where the screams were coming from. "JACOB PLEASE STOP IT! I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN, I PROMISE!" Screams were replaced by loud sobbing, Linda's body thrashing against the covers. Jan entered the guest room and held her in his arms, not realizing she was totally nude under the covers.

"Linda, it's me! It's Jan! You're okay! He's not here!" Jan said, holding her against his chest, rocking her gently back and forth in his arms. This is it... the next time we cross paths... I'm going to kill him...

End Of Chapter 3 : A Nice Dinner... Or More?
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