My other hand roamed up to the top of her blouse and, as her hands tugged at mine trying to stop me, I rapidly unbuttoned her blouse.As my kisses adva...nced to the front of her neck, Cristina protested, “No, Mr. Roberts, no. No. Aaah! Oh!”I lowered her to the ground onto the bed of English Lavender bushes. A little bit bumpy but the flowers smelled great as they mingled with the scent of my latest conquest.Ohh…smell those flowers!Cristina looked scrumptious laying there on the lavender bushes,. ” “Yeah, right,” he said. “You’ll give in.” He noted the look on my face. He kissed me gently. “I don’t mean to hurt you,” he said quietly. “I know you’re delicate.” “I’m not...” “You are.” He smiled. “And you’re innocent. It’s what I like about you. Well, I like everything about you really.” “How would a relationship between us ever work, Cal? And I don’t really do sex with no commitment.” “I know.” He gave me a quick peck. “So...” “So trust me.” He began kissing me and letting me feel. So to his place it was, nice two story affair with a garageunderneath and what appeared to be a finished room off tothe side of the garage. He again got out first and camearound and opened my door and let me out. Holding his handout for mine and helping me to my feet. I got out andfollowed him up the stairs to his kitchen and leaned upagainst the bar while he opened a bottle of wine, andpoured two glasses. He offered me one and asked would Imind sitting a moment while he went and got those. " You're teasin' me," he grinned and then looked a little doubtful about that. "Right?" Nope." I looked at the man seriously and then I laughed. "Well ... Just a little bit. You never heard of Prima Donna?" Prima Donna..." Mr. Sawyer looked at me then. "That's the Challenger you're talking about?" Yeah," I giggled and he looked back to the road. "Which one did you think I meant?" Shit," he grinned. "I thought that car was in ... I dunno, someplace else." Nah," I was feeling pretty silly for.