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said. I m sorry, but there s no way I can handle the
cooking duties without him. I can just about boil an egg,
but that s all.
Within half an hour, Mae rang back. She d made a few
phone calls, letting people know Ray was in hospital.
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Luanne Wilkins, who d organised the church yard sale,
had immediately offered to help out in the diner kitchen in
his absence. If she had commitments, then someone else
would surely step in. Now Alfie began to see another side
of small town life: the way people rallied round when a
member of the community was in trouble; the warm-
hearted spirit of friends and neighbours.
The most unexpected side effect of the shooting, and
Alfie s battle with the robber, was the arrival of a stream
of diners from out of town, who d seen the story on the
local news and wanted to visit the place for themselves.
Several of them insisted on having their photo taken with
the young English hero , as the news report had
described Alfie. He was slightly uncomfortable with all
the attention, but Mae told him to enjoy it, and all the
good wishes that came with it.
When Ray came back to work, he was amazed by the
diner s new-found fame, but delighted when so many of
these curious customers vowed to return, won over by
Mae s unforced friendliness and the quality of his
cooking. From struggling to keep the diner afloat, he was
enjoying business like he d never known.
Who d have thought the summer would turn out like
this? Alfie said, half to himself, resuming his oral
exploration of Ray s chest.
Ray rolled on to his side, Alfie snuggling up against
him so they lay together face to face. Well, I could ve
lived without the getting shot part, but hey, even that has
its compensations & He reached down to take hold of
Alfie s swollen cock, making it harden even further with
his sure touch. I could really get used to being waited on
hand and foot.
He d be happy to do it to, Alfie wanted to tell him, if
only he wasn t haunted by the looming spectre of his
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return to Boston. Instead, he planted a deepening kiss on
Ray s lips, relaxing into the delicious sensation of being
tugged and teased by his lover. Grasping Ray s cock, his
own fingers began to move in the same rhythm, a slow,
deft dance of mutual masturbation.
Sweaty, urgent sex had its place, and Alfie knew he
could never tire of feeling Ray s cock buried deep in his
arse. But sometimes languorous caresses were just as
good, and until Ray s leg was properly healed, it didn t
hurt to take things easy.
His fist moved smoothly up and down Ray s length,
his fingers giving a little twist on every upstroke. From
experience, he d learned that was one of Ray s very
favourite touches, something guaranteed to have him
writhing against the sheet. In return, Ray gave his balls
the lightest of squeezes, sending sensations through his
body that seemed to spread out from the root of his cock.
Every now and then they paused to plant a kiss on the
other s lips or cheek or eyelids. They were breathing
faster now, gazing into each other s eyes, lost in the thrill
of giving and receiving pleasure. The room smelled of
their musky excitement, a scent that roused Alfie to even
greater heights of bliss. Try as he could to hold back the
moment of release, when Ray stepped up the pace of his
hard, pumping strokes, he let out a groan, feeling his
come jet out to land on the bedcovers bedside him.
The sight of Alfie, head thrown back in ecstasy as he
surrendered to his orgasm, was clearly too much for Ray.
He came moments after, every bit as powerfully as Alfie,
before flopping on to his back, grinning with satisfaction.
Long moments passed when neither of them spoke.
Alfie felt as though he was floating back into his body
from a great height, slowly recovering all his faculties.
So what am I going to do when you leave? Ray said
60
as they cuddled together, making Alfie realise he hadn t
been able to deflect him from the conversation about their
future. I really wish you didn t have to, you know.
So do I, Alfie admitted, but I don t have a choice. I
have to go back to Boston, and you have to stay here.
I don t know about that. Ray propped himself up on
one elbow. I ve been doing some serious thinking about
what I m going to do with the diner.
Alfie couldn t keep the shocked expression from
crossing his face. But I thought you said you wouldn t
sell the place because no one would want to buy it?
That was before it was on every news bulletin from
here to Lincoln, before hordes of tourists were queuing up
to eat there. The Paradise Diner is famous now, Alfie, like [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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said. I m sorry, but there s no way I can handle the
cooking duties without him. I can just about boil an egg,
but that s all.
Within half an hour, Mae rang back. She d made a few
phone calls, letting people know Ray was in hospital.
58
Luanne Wilkins, who d organised the church yard sale,
had immediately offered to help out in the diner kitchen in
his absence. If she had commitments, then someone else
would surely step in. Now Alfie began to see another side
of small town life: the way people rallied round when a
member of the community was in trouble; the warm-
hearted spirit of friends and neighbours.
The most unexpected side effect of the shooting, and
Alfie s battle with the robber, was the arrival of a stream
of diners from out of town, who d seen the story on the
local news and wanted to visit the place for themselves.
Several of them insisted on having their photo taken with
the young English hero , as the news report had
described Alfie. He was slightly uncomfortable with all
the attention, but Mae told him to enjoy it, and all the
good wishes that came with it.
When Ray came back to work, he was amazed by the
diner s new-found fame, but delighted when so many of
these curious customers vowed to return, won over by
Mae s unforced friendliness and the quality of his
cooking. From struggling to keep the diner afloat, he was
enjoying business like he d never known.
Who d have thought the summer would turn out like
this? Alfie said, half to himself, resuming his oral
exploration of Ray s chest.
Ray rolled on to his side, Alfie snuggling up against
him so they lay together face to face. Well, I could ve
lived without the getting shot part, but hey, even that has
its compensations & He reached down to take hold of
Alfie s swollen cock, making it harden even further with
his sure touch. I could really get used to being waited on
hand and foot.
He d be happy to do it to, Alfie wanted to tell him, if
only he wasn t haunted by the looming spectre of his
59
return to Boston. Instead, he planted a deepening kiss on
Ray s lips, relaxing into the delicious sensation of being
tugged and teased by his lover. Grasping Ray s cock, his
own fingers began to move in the same rhythm, a slow,
deft dance of mutual masturbation.
Sweaty, urgent sex had its place, and Alfie knew he
could never tire of feeling Ray s cock buried deep in his
arse. But sometimes languorous caresses were just as
good, and until Ray s leg was properly healed, it didn t
hurt to take things easy.
His fist moved smoothly up and down Ray s length,
his fingers giving a little twist on every upstroke. From
experience, he d learned that was one of Ray s very
favourite touches, something guaranteed to have him
writhing against the sheet. In return, Ray gave his balls
the lightest of squeezes, sending sensations through his
body that seemed to spread out from the root of his cock.
Every now and then they paused to plant a kiss on the
other s lips or cheek or eyelids. They were breathing
faster now, gazing into each other s eyes, lost in the thrill
of giving and receiving pleasure. The room smelled of
their musky excitement, a scent that roused Alfie to even
greater heights of bliss. Try as he could to hold back the
moment of release, when Ray stepped up the pace of his
hard, pumping strokes, he let out a groan, feeling his
come jet out to land on the bedcovers bedside him.
The sight of Alfie, head thrown back in ecstasy as he
surrendered to his orgasm, was clearly too much for Ray.
He came moments after, every bit as powerfully as Alfie,
before flopping on to his back, grinning with satisfaction.
Long moments passed when neither of them spoke.
Alfie felt as though he was floating back into his body
from a great height, slowly recovering all his faculties.
So what am I going to do when you leave? Ray said
60
as they cuddled together, making Alfie realise he hadn t
been able to deflect him from the conversation about their
future. I really wish you didn t have to, you know.
So do I, Alfie admitted, but I don t have a choice. I
have to go back to Boston, and you have to stay here.
I don t know about that. Ray propped himself up on
one elbow. I ve been doing some serious thinking about
what I m going to do with the diner.
Alfie couldn t keep the shocked expression from
crossing his face. But I thought you said you wouldn t
sell the place because no one would want to buy it?
That was before it was on every news bulletin from
here to Lincoln, before hordes of tourists were queuing up
to eat there. The Paradise Diner is famous now, Alfie, like [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]