Making love

"W-what do you want," Angie asked nervously while casually glancing around to see if there was anyone else around in case she needed help!?! "Oh nothing," he replied in surprisingly good English, "you are American, no!?!" "Yes I am," she replied a little more easily, "Im from Atlanta, Georgia, are you from around here!?!" "In the village on the other side of the mountain," he replied with a grin that showed his perfect pearly whites to their best advantage, "I have some wine and bread in my bag, would you like to share some with me!?!" "Oh, I couldnt," she replied!!! "Why," he asked while plopping down beside her, "you dont like wine and bread!?!" "Well its not that," she replied a little nervously, "its just that I dont really know you, thats all!!!" "And if I leave, well never get to know one another," he replied with that bright electrifying smile, "please, join me!!!" Angie had completely forgotten about her nakedness, and when the young man who introduced himself, a Raul, handed her a glass and a piece of crusty dark bread, she sat up and began eating!!!"

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