"So what do you feel like?" asked Jakira. "Nothing Asian!" she stated. Jakira giggled at that. "How about Mexican?" suggested Jakira. "Too hot and fattening!" you replied. Jakira giggled again. "Trust me, my flower, you don't need to worry about that!" she reassured you. You felt a little flushed. You really enjoyed Jakira's compliments. "How about a low fat salad bar?" she proposed. You squealed excitedly. "I don't know, but I love that idea!" She took your hand and you walked over to a nearby vegetarian restaurant. She lifts a chair for you, tucking you in. You beam at her.
"What a gentle lady!" you remark. Jakira beams at you. "You are just so perfect. I can't wait till the Beach Party, next week. You will look fantastic in a revealing bikini." she exclaimed. "Jaki, you realise that I'm not ready for you know, more than kissing and hugging." you remind her. "Sweetheart, I am not exactly easy, either!" "Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Jaki, darling, I didn't mean that at all! Honey, I honestly..." "I think you should make it to me!" declared Jakira. You get up and sit on her lap, pressing your lips against her neck. Jakira moaned appreciatively. You feel your body react to Jakira. Every part of your body tingled as you expressed your feelings for your Valentine.
Maybe you were just Danica and Daniel was gone. You lifted your head and pressed hour lips against her. Nothing that you ate today, could match the taste of this beautiful woman. Jakira was not Jake. Jakira was a sweet, kind, loving girl who you....you loved. You were completely in love with Jakira. She wasn't merely your Valentine, she really was your soul mate. You knew that nothing in your prior, overly precise and button down life could match what you were feeling now. You broke the kiss and held her. "I'm sorry, Jaki for what I said. I love ❤ you." you confessed, holding her tightly.
Her eyes lit up and her smile shone like a 1000 watts. "I love you too, cutie! So shall we eat?" she suggested as the food was before you, almost like magic. You lap up the attention as she spoon feeds you. You enjoy this attention greatly. "So, after lunch, my place or yours?" she offers.
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