First Impressions

Chapter 3; Moving Faster

Every night after the performance Ramin kissed Sierra on the cheek, but each night his kissed grew closer to her lips. When his lips reached the edge of hers, she turned her head ever so slightly, so he would kiss her lips. She begged for more after that beautiful night.

About a month passed after they had their date and Sierra knew she wanted this to movie a little quicker. She finally devolved the courage to ask him.

“Ramin,” Ramin turned his face towards her. “I was wondering if you would come to my house tomorrow. I want to play a game with you.”

“Ok.” He simply stated, feeling neutral about this.

“Tonight I’m gonna look nice. I want this to go a little faster. I want him to notice me for me, and not for some pity person.” She held a dress towards her chest, like she did that night. She shook her head and placed another dress on her chest. She smiled. She knew this was the dress.

“Coming!” Sierra said at the door after she heard a knock. She answered the door and saw Ramin in a tux. He saw her wearing a dress with ribbons in the front and back.

“You look amazing.”

“Thanks.” She tugged on her back. “But this corset is killing me.”

“Don’t worry.” He told her. Sierra sat Ramin down and grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper.

“I’m gonna teach you a fun game called MASH.” She told him. “It predicts your future.” Ramin and Sierra played MASH and Sierra made his story. “This is your future. You will marry me, and we’ll get married in Paris and have a honeymoon in England. You will become an entertainer on Broadway and you and I will have 2 kids. One girl and one boy. We will live happily and never get a divorce.” She told him. He laughed at the outcome of the game. Soon after the game ended, Sierra handed Ramin a blindfold. “Put this on.” She instructed. She went to the kitchen to grasp some food and came back and Ramin was sitting at the table, blindfolded.

“We’re going to play a game, called what’s in my mouth.” She said sitting across the table from him. She gave him a fluffy white pillow like food in his mouth.

“This feels like a fluffy.” He believed, and considered. “Marshmallow!” He cried excitedly because he knew that was the correct answer.

“Correct. Now, let’s see if you can guess this one.” She put something in his mouth, but this time it was not edible.

“It feels hard and plastic sort of.” He thought wondering what it could be. He continued to think, but he had no idea. “I don’t know.” He said, and lifted the blind fold off his eyes. His eyes fluttered, trying to adjust to the different lighting. He looked what Sierra had in her hand and it was his Phantom mask.

“Hey!” he said. “I thought this was edible things only.”

“I said it was a ‘what’s in my mouth’, not ‘edible food in my mouth’.” She teased. He put the blind fold back on, because she had told him to.

“This is the last thing.” She said. She had a piece of paper in her hand that had a heart on it. Instead she leaned in closer and kissed his luscious big lips. He pulled away from her grasp. He lifted his blind fold and placed it neatly on his head. “I’m getting your lips.” He leaned again to kiss her, and she joined in, feeling so deeply lovable.

“Sierra.” He said. “Where’s your bedroom?” He asked. She stopped kissing him, for an instant and looked at him. She nodded.

“It’s down the hall and to the right.” She instructed him, breathing heavily. He lifted her up and carried her down the hall and turned to the right, as she instructed. He laid her on the bed with her arms above her head. He got on top and grabbed her arms sustaining them, so they won’t move. Her legs were completely straight and closed and his knees were on the bed, beside Sierra’s. She tried moving her arms, but his grip was so strong. “Moving will not help.” He told her.

You could say it was like he was trapping her, and she wanted to escape. She turned her head to the right was Ramin face came down to kiss her. He kissed her neck, and soon stopped.

“Why’d you stop?” She questioned in curiosity. He gazed at her dress wondering what he could do to make this easier. He untied her ribbons that were tied near her breasts. A big opening opened and reveled her breasts too him. He kissed her sweet chest and could feel her heart beating. He felt at peace.

After a few sweet kisses more, something was bothering him. He look a knife, in his hand and cut Sierra’s clothes. He started from the top of the dress and slid the knife down her back, trying not to cut her. When the dress was off he was a corset, and he did the same. Soon, Sierra was bare back.

“Ramin.” She said while sighing. “I wanted to move faster, but not this fast. Please stop.” She begged. She lifted his head, preventing him from doing anything. His hair was messy and Sierra’s hair was in knots.

“Sierra,” Ramin started to say, but Sierra quickly interrupted. “I’m sorry Ramin. I’m sorry for saying that. We wasted like 2 minutes.” She kissed him again to signify to continue.

“Sierra.” Ramin said. “I need to tell you something.”

“Whatever you say, will no change the way I feel about you.” She said, the next morning at the breakfast table with Ramin. She sat on his lap and kissed him ever so slightly.

“I’m married.” He came out with the confession.

“Except possibly that.” She said and looked confused. “What do you mean you’re married?!”

“I met a woman, and I vowed to be wed.” He tried to simplify it to her.

“Married?! Where is your wife? I thought you were single.”

“My wife named Amanda, is in New York for a ballet audition, and when she discovered I was going to London, she denied the company. She didn’t want to come. I don’t know why, but she did.”

“What?!” Sierra asked still confused. “Then what is this? Is this just some ‘company’?

“Sierra, I love you, but like a friend. Not a lover.”

“What was last night?” She asked

“Last night was fantastic!” He said. “But I think I had a little too much wine.”

“Ramin. I didn’t give you any wine.” She said

Ramin knew he didn’t want to lose a friend that was so dear to him. He was stuck.