Tears Of London

The lubricant

ERIN

If it was not Josephine that was holding my precious bottle of lubricant that night, I would be furious. But she was. That was why the situation was so funny.
- What the fuck are you talking about ?! she yelled throwing the bottle to me.
I caught it with one hand just before it fell on the floor.
-  Hey, watch out ! I screamed with a smile. You know how much I paid for it ?
- It doesn't matter, we both know you stole that money anyway.
I had a laugh. She's maybe prudish, but she's funny though.
She came to me, without taking her eyes off the bottle. She suddenly took the lubricant from my hands, to look at it seriously.
- He was really not kidding, she whispered reading "lubricant" on the bottle. Do you think it can be used for a massage ?
- That's obviously the point.
- No...I mean, for a real one.
I was looking at her with suspicious eyes, so she continued :
- I have a bellyache. I need a massage.
- Maybe you're hungry.
- I'm not. I need a massage. Now.
She said this with an annoyed face. I put my hands up in a peaceful sign.
- Okay, okay. Then, treat yourself. Use it.
- I really can ? she asked by showing me the bottle of lubricant.
- Wait, no. You're gonna waste it. Wait a minute.
- C'mon, Erin ! I'll buy you another one, if you want to.
- Wait a minute, I'm gonna check in the bathroom.
- Well. Be fast.
I sighed out loud, so she could hear my level of annoyance. I left the room to check the bathroom. Near the sink, I found my after-shave cream, that I grabbed before I went back to my room.
- You're not so fast, Jo commented with a smile.
- That's all I have, I said by throwing her the bottle of cream.
- That will do.
Without further ado, she jumped into the bed, sitting cross-legged, and raised her shirt slightly - just enough to pass her hand full of white cream. So slightly that from where I was, I couldn't even see her belly button.
The next moment, I noticed she saw me, watching her silently. And our gazes crossed each other.
- Period, she simply said, as if she wanted to justify herself. That's why it hurts. 
- Yes, I thought so.
She smiled politely. My eyes finally came back to her belly. I now could see a piece of her skin. It was beautiful. Pale, but in a pretty way.
She had never looked more like an angel than at that very moment. Lying on my bed. Pure. She's purely kind and simple. I want to thank her for that. I want to thank her for the stunning show she's offering me, right now.
I want to feel my skin on hers.
- You want me to try ? I simply asked.
- Try to...?
- Make the pain go away.
She suddenly looked at me, hesitating. The idea I touch her belly didn't seem to reassure her.
-   Jared is in the past, right.
- Correct.
- You know how to do a massage ? she asked, mistrustful.
- Do you trust me ?
I came a little bit closer to her.
- Not really.
She was smiling. I was too.
- But, go ahead, she finally declared. Make the pain go away.