Kashmir

            Tiril took a sip of her drink and looked around in the room.
-I’m at a VIP-party in Beverly Hills, who would have thought that’s where my friendship with Jessica would lead, she thought.
Jessica was someone Tiril had met over the internet once, they clicked right away and became good friends. Jessica had a leading role in a new Hollywood film at the time, her first acting role. The film hit it big and Jessica became rich and famous.
            Tiril was not in any way rich. Only just turned 30 and just started to work at a music college, she had enough to survive with an ok apartment not too far the centre of Trondheim and could nowhere near afford to go to the US. Jessica insisted that Tiril would allow her to pay for a two week trip to visit her. This was the first time they had met in real life and both wanted to meet because they had become such good friends. Tiril caved in for Jessica’s wish and got a passport, packed her suitcase and left as soon as summer holiday started.
            Tiril was in awe of what had happened lately. She had arrived two days ago and life with Jess, as she called her, was hectic. It would calm down after a week when Jess got her holidays too. Right now it was Friday and Jess had taken Tiril to a VIP party arranged by Warner Brothers. She had met loads of famous actors and musicians. Right now Jess was talking business with a new possible agent and Tiril took a break from the party. It was a bit overwhelming to meet so many famous people. Suddenly she choked on her drink.

-Oh… my… God, she thought. Orlando Bloom had just walked in to the room, and he was talking to a friend who came with him and looked in her direction.

-Wow… the sexiest actor in the world just entered, AND he’s looking at me. Tiril looked down to hide a very strong blush.

-Hi, she heard someone say to her. She looked up and Orlando was standing right in front of her with his hand out for a handshake.

-I’m Orlando, I haven’t seen you around here before. Tiril got up and shook his hand.

-I’m Tiril, a friend of Jessica Seavour. She was blushing furiously now and Orlando noticed very well her blush. He grinned widely and signalled for her to follow him to the back porch.

-Some fresh air might do you good, he chuckled. Tiril took a deep breath and blurted out. -Well it’s not easy for a normal girl from Norway to suddenly meet the sexiest man in the world. Orlando grinned broadly.

-Is that your words or the word of another magazine competition? Being able to say what she had recently said made Tiril’s blush go away and she got the courage to start picking him up.

-My words alone, she said and winked.

-So you’re from Norway? Good to see another European among all these crazy Americans.

-Oh I don’t know about Americans being the only crazy ones. You have your own record of crazy things in Britain.

-Ha-ha! Touché! So you’re here to visit Jessica. She was good in “A shade of the past”. It’s hard to show some acting talent in a horror movie but she pulled it off nicely. He leaned back in his chair and took in a full view of Tiril. She was not very tall, slim but curvy with light brown hair a bit over her shoulders and green eyes. –A very pretty girl, he thought to him self. -What do you do for a living? He added.

-I’m teaching at a music college in Trondheim. And I conduct the church choir of Nidarosdomen Cathedral, she said and added hastily, -It’s not a Christian choir, it’s the old kind of church music you know, like Bruckner and Mozart.

-Oh yeah I like that kind of music. Bruckner especially. I like his version of Ave Maria. So you’re an educated, professional musician? Tiril nodded.

-I’ve got drama in my education too. I’ve instructed a few half-amateur plays in Trondheim and one musical. We’ll be doing a musical version of Pink Floyd’s The Wall next fall.

-What plays? He’s eyes shone when she mentioned drama.

-A couple of Ibsen plays, The wild duck and Hedda Gabler… and Othello. The musical was Cats. All a very big success.

-Sounds fascinating, he smiled.

They talked for about half an hour about music and drama and musicals and drama techniques, when the friend Orlando had arrived with walked over to them.

-There you are, we have to go now. You have that dinner meeting with your agent and a director shortly. Orlando nodded to his friend and took out a business card from his pocket.
Tiril got up and Orlando walked close to her, gave her the card and whispered in her ear.

-Give me a call, I would love to meet you again, he said and gave her a hug and left.

Tiril slowly sat down in her chair again, her hands were shaking. Not for the same reason as earlier when she blushed but from arousement. She sat for about five minutes to regain control of her body, then walked back in to find Jessica.

-There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you, Jessica said when Tiril entered the door. Tiril grinned broadly.

-I’ve been talking to Orlando Bloom, he had to leave but he gave me his number and asked me to call him. Jessica giggled and gave her a hug.

-Imagine that, the man you sometimes talk my ears deaf about just picked you up. I’m really getting hungry, let’s leave and find somewhere to eat.

They left the party and went to a restaurant to eat, then they went home to Jessica and talked until late at night and fell asleep.

            The next day after lunch, Tiril had worked up the courage to call Orlando. She borrowed Jessica’s phone since she couldn’t afford to use her own cell on a foreign number for too long.
            The phone rang for a little while before someone picked it up.

-This is Orlando’s phone, John speaking.

-Err… Hi! I’m Tiril, I met Orlando at a party in Beverly Hills yesterday, he gave me his number and asked me to call him.

-Oh yes! I remember you, I was the friend with him. I’m afraid he’s busy shooting a scene now but give me your number and I’ll tell him you called. Tiril gave him the number, after having to ask Jessica about the prefix out of US since she had a Norwegian subscription.

-He shouldn’t be too long before he’s finished and I’ll let him know as soon as I can, John said. They said good bye and hung up.

-Let’s go shopping, Jessica said.

-I’ve got the day off to do whatever we want to do. Let’s be real tourists and do all the tourist stuff you can do in the city.

They spent the rest of the day shopping and walked down Hollywood walk of fame, ate at Planet Hollywood where they compared their handprints to other celebrities handprints. Jessica was asked to leave her handprint, which she did.
            Most of the day they were left alone. People in the area were used to celebrities so hardy anyone bothered Jessica.
            Around 7pm, they went back to Jessica’s house. They had bought tons of food and snacks and made a huge dinner.

-He hasn’t called yet, Tiril said with somewhat disappointment in her voice.

-Aww! He’ll call he’s probably just busy, Jessica said and got up and gave her a hug. Just as she hugged Tiril Jessica let out a loud burp.

-Oh! Pardon my French, she said and giggled. Tiril roared with laughter shortly followed by Jessica. Suddenly they heard “Kashmir” by Led Zeppelin.

-Oh! That’s my phone, Tiril said. She rushed over to the hall where her phone was lying on an end table.

-It’s him, she exclaimed. She fiddled for a second to open the flip cover on her phone, her hands shaking.

-Hello?

-Hi, it’s Orlando. I’m sorry I haven’t called you before but I’ve been really busy. We were trying to get the last scene of the film I’m doing now, done and now we’ve finally finished.

-That’s ok, I thought it was something like that.
-Well how would you say to a dinner with me tomorrow at 6pm at the Koi restaurant? You like Japanese food I hope?

-Yeah I pretty much like everything about Japan, she said and grinned.

-Great, I’ll pick you up at 5,30 then?

-Sounds great!

-It’s a date, see you tomorrow then. Ciao!

Tiril jumped up and down after hanging up. Jessica had followed her in to the hall when Tiril had shouted “It’s him!” and jumped with her.

-What did he  say?

-I have a date with Orlando Bloom tomorrow!

-Weeee! Jessica grinned and hugged Tiril.

-So where is he talking you?

-At a Japanese restaurant called Koi.

-Wow! It’s really hard to get a table there, it’s like the celebrity restaurant number one. I’ve been there once and it’s great. Really good food and actual Japanese chefs and waiters. Jessica began to jump up and down again and Tiril followed.

-I’ve got a date with the worlds most sexy man tomorrow!

-Oh! We have to find you something nice to wear. Let’s go shopping again tomorrow.

            The next day they went to a fancy designer boutique and Jessica insisted on buying the clothes for her.

-Look! You’re my best friend and we live on the opposite side of the planet. I don’t get to see you much. I can afford this and you can’t and that’s that. I’m buying you whatever clothes you want for tonight’s date! Tiril sighed, and nodded.

            They eventually found a black top with batwing arms and a white miniskirt. Not a mini-mini skirt, it was almost down to her knees and it was loose, not tight. She got a pair of black boots, with half-ish low heel. After that they went to a beauty salon, to get makeup and hair done.
            At 5.15pm they were back at Jessica’s house and ten minutes later the door bell rang. Jessica opened and Orlando was at the door. Tiril was in her room changing, so Jessica showed Orlando in to the living room and asked him to wait.
            Five minutes later Tiril came downstairs, dressed in her new clothes with newly done hair and professional makeup on. Orlando let out a whistle when he saw her. He got up from the chair he had been sitting in, walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek.

-You look hot, he said and grinned. Tiril blushed and thanked him.

Happiness is a warm gun

-Konnichi-wa, the waiter said and bowed. They had arrived at the Koi restaurant.

-Konnichi-wa, Tiril and Orlando replied.

-I have a reservation for two, it should be registered on John Bowers, Orlando said. The waiter looked on a list on a stand next to him.

-Hai! Come right this way onegai, Orlando-sama, the waiter said and bowed in turn to them both.  They were seated at a table near a window with a view to the ocean and given their menus. They decided to share a four course dinner meant for two persons.

-Sumi masen. Order wo onegai shimasu., Tiril said as a waiter passed them. The waiter smiled at her since she had spoken in Japanese to him and noted down their order. Orlando looked in awe at Tiril.

-You speak Japanese? Tiril laughed.

-I lived in Japan for about 6 months to learn Japanese. Like I said on the phone yesterday, I pretty much like anything about Japan.

-What made you decide to live there to learn Japanese?

-I read manga and watch anime a lot and the translations are often shite, excuse my French, and I’ve always wanted to live in Japan for a little while anyway so I decided to take a student loan and learn the language there. Best way to learn a language is to live in the country where it’s spoken. Orlando nodded and agreed with her.

-Your English is fluent too. You have a British, Brommie-sort of accent, he said. Tiril giggled.

-I lived with an Indian family in Birmingham years ago which is where I got the accent from. My English I got from my mother who’s an English teacher. I was raised with English as much as Norwegian. The waiter returned with their first course.

-Onomimono wa nani ni itasimasuka, the waiter asked. Orlando looked at Tiril.

-He asked what we wanted to drink. I’ll have a cola, she said to the waiter.

-The same for me please, Orlando said. The waiter came back with two glasses of cola and asked if they wanted some Sake with their food.

-Not for me thanks, I’m driving. But you have one if you want, Orlando said and looked at Tiril. Tiril nodded and asked for Sake.

            The conversation was about usual first date topics. They talked about interests and hobbies, the weather, terrorism and political issues. Just as it was with Jessica and Tiril, they clicked and didn’t run out of things to say.
            After dinner Orlando took Tiril to a beach nearby. Since the sun was going down there weren’t anyone there and they walked up to one of the lifeguard houses and sat down together and watched the sunset.

-This is something I could never get used to if I had to live this far south. I couldn’t get used to it in Japan and I can’t get used to it here.

-Get used to what, Orlando asked.

-The short evenings, the sun setting so early in the summer. No matter what time of year it is, the evenings are always long in Norway and the sun sets late in the summer. At home where I come from it sets about  11.30 at this time of year and about half an hour earlier where I live now. But it doesn’t get dark.

-So you don’t get the midnight sun there? Tiril giggled.

-Not in Trondheim. You would where I come from if you moved one of the isles but only for a few hours and not all night as you would somewhat further north.

-I would love to see an everlasting day, Orlando said and bent forward and kissed Tiril. She returned the kiss lightly. Then they leaned back and watched the last bit of sun disappear in to the sea. Tiril turned to him and looked at him for a long time, then she sat down over his thighs and kissed him deeply. He gently stuck his tongue out and tasted her lips, and sucked for a bit on her lower lip. Tiril opened her mouth a little and sucked on his tongue. She started to unbutton his shirt and kissed his neck while she gently stroked his chest with one hand. There was no doubt about his response since she could feel it very well in the position she was sitting in. Orlando pushed Tiril back a bit and began to lick and nibble her neck. He was just about to take her sweater off when they heard a clanking sound.

-Brake it up you two, this is public property! A middle-aged and strict looking policeman tapped the railing with his baton.

-Sorry, they said simultaneously and got up while straightening their clothes. As Tiril was about to walk down the short staircase, Orlando tugged at her arm.

-Err… could you walk right in front of me perhaps? It’s a bit… obvious what we’ve been doing, he whispered. Tiril turned around and looked down. She let out a guffaw when she noticed a very obvious evidence of what they had done. Orlando looked down and caught a glimpse of an even angrier looking policeman who tapped his foot impatiently.

-Don’t laugh at me, he said to Tiril and tried to look embarrassed because of the policeman but could not hide a small grin. Tiril walked as close as she could in front of Orlando without it looking too conspicuous and they headed back to Orlando’s car.

-You two kids go home to wherever you live, the policeman said who had followed them to the car. They nodded and got in, and heard the policeman mutter under his breath.

-These damn celebrities think they can do whatever they want. They closed the doors, fastened their belts and drove off giggling.

            About 20 minutes later, Orlando pulled up on Jessica’s driveway.

-I had a wonderful time and I would love to do it again, he said and got out of the car and walked to the other side and opened the door for Tiril.

-Me too, she replied as she got out of the car.

-I love your car by the way, just the kind of car I wish I could afford, only I want a Toyota, she added.

-I bought it on my cousins recommendation. He’s very much into environmental issues and a lot of it has rubbed of on me so I decided to get a hybrid. He walked her to the door and kissed her deeply.

-I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll decide on our next date. Sound good? Tiril nodded, kissed him back.

-We’ll have to see what we can do about that swelling of yours then, she said and grinned. Orlando grinned  back, walked to his car, got in and blew a kiss to her and drove off.

-So? How was it, how was he, what did you do, was the food any good? Jessica ran over to Tiril as soon as she heard the door shut.

-Calm down, calm down I’ll tell you everything, just let me change in to something comfortable and get this makeup off, Tiril said giggling and walked to her room.

Tiril came back a few minutes later in a very comfortable pyjamas. Jessica had made them a big cup of cocoa each and was also in her pyjamas, huddled under a blanket. She made room for Tiril under there as she came and sat down.

-So? How was it? Details, I want details girl!

-It was… fantastic! Tiril said with a dreamy look in her eyes and told Jessica everything. The dinner, looking at the sunset, the kissing and the policeman and about the slightly embarrassing episode with Orlando’s “swelling.” Just like Tiril had, Jessica let out a guffaw when she heard about that part.

 A hard day’s night

            The next day at about noon, Tiril woke up by her phone ringing. She and Jessica had been talking until early morning and both had slept in. She didn’t look at the display and automatically answered in Norwegian.

-Hey sexy, said a familiar voice.

-Back at ya Orlando, Tiril replied.

-Got plans for this evning, he asked.

-Well that would depend on you. Jessica suggested a double date here at her house. She’s been dating a guy for a while and they were supposed to have dinner here tonight so she said we could double date the four of us if it’s ok with you?

-Sounds great! What time?

-Same time as yesterday?

-See you then. Ciao, he said and they hung up.

            Tiril made most of the food since she was the one with talents in the kitchen. Jessica originally planned on ordering in food because she was a right disaster in the kitchen, but with Tiril’s skills, they made a three course dinner. Home-made asparagus soup for starters, pasta with a vegetable Bolognese for main course and home-made chocolate mousse for dessert.

-This mousse is fantastic, Peter - Jessica’s date - said.

-I couldn’t agree with you more, Orlando nodded.

-It better be, we had a helluva time trying to find the chocolate we wanted. The American chocolate is crap, it tastes like cheap chocolate. So we had to find a store that sells chocolate from anywhere in Europe, Tiril said obviously proud that they enjoyed her food so much.

-Well there’s a really nice one that sells chocolate from all over the world called Cocoa Bella, it’s on Hermosa Beach, Orlando said.

-We know, Jessica and Tiril replied together. –That’s where we were after trying to find it for hours.

Orlando chuckled. –You should have asked me, if anyone should know it’s an Englishman living in L.A.

-Now why didn’t we think of that hun, Jessica said with a frown and looked at Tiril.
 
Orlando scraped the last bit of mousse out of his glass. –Thank you so much for a fantastic dinner. What plans have you got for us now?

-We rented “deep throat” and thought we would have a go at copying that, Jessica said and looked very serious. Tiril knowing how Jessica was, guffawed at her but both Peter and Orlando were in shock.

-Are… you… *cough* serious, Peter asked choking on his coffee.

-Haven’t you dated Jess long enough to know what her humour is like now Peter, Tiril said. At this point Orlando caught on and chuckled, more at Peter than at what Jessica had said.

-Oh right, Peter said and blushed lightly. –You’re always so blunt Jessica, but that’s why I keep dating you.

            They cleared the table and went in to the living room to watch a comedy they had rented. Jessica and Peter found each others laps and arms right away while Tiril sat a bit stiffly down next to Orlando, being a bit embarrassed about the night before because she had been so forward. She was a little bit afraid he might think she was easy, but Orlando smiled at her, put his arm around her and pulled her towards him. Tiril relaxed and put her arm around his waist and they concentrated on watching the movie which became a bit difficult half way through. Jessica and Peter were more preoccupied with each others mouths and necks than the movie. Gentle moaning made it hard to hear the lines in the movie.

            Tiril hawked and poked Jessica hard in the side. –You have a room in this house you know, why don’t you two find it and let us actually hear the movie. Jessica grinned and they both got up and left. This really didn’t help very much on concentrating on the movie, because both Orlando and Tiril became painfully aware that they were alone. The steadily growing louder moaning from upstairs didn’t make things any better. Tiril blushed furiously and stared hard at the TV though noticing in the corner of her eye that Orlando was looking at her not the film.

-It still looks very kissable, he said suddenly. Tiril jumped by the sound of his voice. –W… What, she stuttered.

-Your mouth, he said and smiled. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and took a firm but gentle grip on her chin and pulled her face towards him. He kissed her gentle first and then became much more demanding. He kissed her deeply sucking in turn on lips and tongue. –You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, he said as he worked his way down her neck. She let out a disbelieving, choked snort. –You’re an actor, living in L.A. You must be surrounded by girls a hundred times prettier than me. He stopped kissing her and looked her straight in to her eyes. She felt her whole body weaken by that look.

-They’re skinny facades, doing everything they can to become beautiful when they are already beautiful ending up looking ugly in stead. You are a natural beauty, with curves something most of these women lack. I like it when my hand is filled with – he made gestures indicating he meant breasts – when I touch a woman. All I get with those women are bones.

Tiril blushed but was obviously flattered. –What about Kate? You were on and off in a relationship with her, she became quite skinny eventually.

-She became obsessed with dieting. She was a beautiful girl the way she was but became skinny. I loved her at the time so I ignored it. If you truly love someone they are sexy no matter what they look like.
Tiril nodded matter-of-factly.

-But you, he said and buried his face in her chest, she moaned. –You are a real turn-on the way you look. A real mmmmh… turn-on, he repeated as he had partially opened her shirt and licked the arch of her right breast.

A shiver ran down through Tiril’s spine and she chocked a loud moan. They suddenly stopped dead. Oh Yes’ and Oh God’s sounded from upstairs shortly followed by a loud “Aaaaaaaah!” Both Tiril and Orlando blushed and Tiril could barley hear him mutter: -Fuck! Under his breath.

-I suppose I’d better go and leave your friends alone, he said sounding somewhat disappointed.

Tiril swallowed hard to choke the tears swelling up in to her eyes. Not from disappointment but from a slight frustration. She was already really turned on and wet and only wanted him to continue. The look in his eyes told her he felt the same way but was obviously embarrassed about what was going on upstairs. He hugged her hard, she returned the hug with a deep kiss.

-I’ll call you tomorrow, let’s say dinner at the same time as today and then we’ll go to my place, he said. He pulled his jacket on, caressed her cheek again and left.

-He left already, a voice behind Tiril said. Tiril turned around and looked at Jessica, not being able to hold her tears back anymore. -Yeah, thanks to you and Peter, she replied and walked up the stairs and in to her room.
-I’m sorry, she heard Jessica call after her. –We got caught up in the moment, and didn’t think. I’m sorry hun.
-Whatever, Tiril said and closed the door.

She lay on the bed trying to please her self but gave up after a while, realizing that it would only make things worse. She lay in thought for a long time and eventually at around 3am, her body cooled off and she fell asleep.

Another day

            Jessica and Tiril quickly made up the next day and at 5.30pm, she was picked up by Orlando. This time they ate at an Italian restaurant and Orlando had rented a limo for them so they could both have a drink. They were both quite tipsy on the way to Orlando’s place and kissing intensely in the limo.

-Ah, fuck, Orlando suddenly exclaimed.

-Something wrong, Tiril asked thinking: -Now what?

-Birth control, condoms, he said. –I haven’t got any right now, do you?

-No I don’t but can’t we just stop at a chemist or something?

-How wonderful to hear someone say chemist, barrister, solicitor and lorry. Not drug store, lawyer and truck. Orlando sighed. –Yeah we’ll stop at a chemist.

He pushed the button to roll down the window and told the driver to stop by a chemist. But as they pulled over, the driver pointed out that a paparazzi was standing outside fiddling with his camera.
-I can’t go out there now and buy condoms, he’ll make a front page issue about it. That man is one of the worst in this city. Tiril kissed him lightly. –I’ll do it then, he has no idea who I am. I could just be some rich girl getting lucky you know. Orlando nodded and as Tiril exited the car she added: -And boy am I getting lucky.

            The paparazzi looked curiously in her direction when she closed the car door, but since he didn’t recognize her, he ignored her and continued to fiddle with his camera. Tiril walked in to the store, found a pack of strawberry flavoured condoms, paid and got back in to the car.

-Strawberry flavoured, for his pleasure, she said and they laughed.

            The limo pulled up on the driveway and they both got out, still kissing intensely. They waved to the driver who drove off and Orlando fiddled his pockets to find the key, got them out and unlocked  the door. He told her to wait for him to turn off the alarm and when he was done he pushed her hard against the wall, lifted her left leg and pressed his lower body hard against hers as he sucked on one of her earlobes. She moaned and he grabbed hold of her other leg, lifted her up and carried her inside with her legs twined around his waist. He carried her like this up stairs, while they continued to kiss and somehow she managed to get his jacket and shirt off so his upper body was naked. When they got to his bedroom, he laid her down on his bed and was about to climb on top of her, when she stopped him with her feet.

-I just want to enjoy the view for a little while, she said and he grinned broadly. But she was too turned on to have enough willpower to keep this up for long and signalled for him to come down to her. He quickly got her shirt and bra off and began to kiss her neck, shoulders and breasts. He slowly worked his way to one of her nipples and suddenly the phone rang.

-I’ll let the machine get it, ignore it, he said. But when the answering machine went off, it was John.

-I know you are there Orlando, pick up! There’s a bit of a crises down at the studio, you’re needed pronto. Come on! Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up!

Orlando let out a really annoyed grunt and picked up the phone.

-This better be really fucking important John, he halfway shouted in to the phone.

Tiril heard fragments of what was said on the other side of the line and saw Orlando’s expression turn from anger to frustrated resignement.

-Yeah fine! I’ll be there. Give me 30 minutes.

He sighed heavily and kissed Tiril.

-I’m really sorry, but we’ll have to break it short here, again. I can’t drive since I’m still too tipsy but I’ll get the taxi driver to take you to Jessica’s first.

They both got dressed slowly and reluctantly. Orlando called for a taxi, that came within 5 minutes, they got in and drove by Jessica’s which wasn’t too far away from Orlando’s house. He kissed Tiril hard before she got out of the cab.

-We’ll just have to try again then won’t we? I’m afraid I’ll be busy until the middle of next week so we’ll have to postpone it to Thursday, is that ok with you?

-Yeah it’s ok, but I’m leaving on Saturday that week, she said looking sad.

-We’ll make it this time. And I can come visit you in Norway by the end of July, I haven’t got anything to do until October.

-That sounds great, she said and smiled. He kissed her again and she got out of the taxi.

-You better hurry or they’ll have your behind, I’d rather you saved that for me, she said and closed the door.

Fragile

            Thursday didn’t go so well, neither did Friday. Thursday was the same story as before and Friday Orlando had to cancel for another crisis, but they agreed on him taking her to the airport. Tiril said goodbye to Jessica, who sympathized deeply with Tiril, at her place.

            They were at the airport two hours before Tiril’s plane left so they would have a lot of time exchanging addresses and say properly goodbye to each other. They had just checked in her baggage and sat down on a secluded bench to talk.

-I’ve been so turned on these two weeks you wouldn’t believe it and no satisfaction from anything, not even by my self.

-Why not? He grinned and added: -Your own hands cannot replace what other’s hands can do but it’s a good substitute.

-Don’t think I haven’t tried, but I just ended up being more frustrated than before so I gave up.

-The thought of you… touching your self like that is… His words failed him.

-Argh! I have a 14 hour flight ahead of me, not counting the wait in Munich and two hours wait in Oslo before another hour to Trondheim and all this time I won’t be able to not think about what we weren’t able to do. I want you so badly right now!

It was very obvious to her that what she had just said effected him physically. He looked around and suddenly light up. –Come with me.
He guided her to a handicap toilet near by, they walked in and locked the door behind them.
There was no need for any foreplay for any of them, they had been aroused all week and even more now that they were able to be alone for a while.
She opened his pants while he kissed her intensely and Tiril grabbed for his member and pushed his pants down more so she could free his member completely. He unzipped her pants and let them and her panties drop down. He pushed his erection between her sex lips. She pulled back a bit but he held on and whispered: -Trust me, just trust me. She relaxed again and he began to massage her between her legs with his member. She  breathed hard and continued to kiss him with one of his arms holding her tightly and the other holding up one of her thighs for better access. His body pushed her hard against the wall and his thrusts became harder and faster as her moans became more intense. A sudden wave of pleasure ran through her body and she lost control of everything. Orlando put his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams but he had problems keeping control of him self as hearing her coming made him come too. He let out a sigh and she felt waves of warm liquid hit the outside of her vagina and trickle down her thighs.
            They collapsed on the floor still in each others arms and still kissing.

-Flight AA10285 to Flughafen, Munich is now ready for boarding at gate 35, they heard a voice say in the speakers.

-Shit! That’s my flight! They got up quickly and Orlando helped Tiril wash off his come. They rushed to the security where he kissed her deeply and licking a tear off her cheek.

-I’ll see you in a few weeks and we’ll have all the time in the world to do what we need. In the meanwhile we’ll always have our phones. You’ve got a 3G don’t you? Tiril nodded.

-We’ll always have videophone then, he said and grinned. She kissed him quickly again and rushed through security and to her gate.

“I’m on the plane back to Oslo, turning off phone now.” She wrote a text message to her mother when she had gotten on the plane and turned it off.

Oslo, finally. She turned on the phone to let her parents know she was safely  back in Norway and just as she had sent the message another ticked in from Orlando: “Touching my self while thinking of you…”

Images and Words

            Tiril thought the days would go by slowly until she would see Orlando again, but things turned out to be hectic. She awoke early the day after she had arrived in Trondheim, badly jetlagged and tired. Her cell phone woke her up and she was too tired to  bother looking at the display.

-Hvem faen ringer meg så tidlig på dagen?

-Oh yes please, I’ll have one of those!
Tiril giggled. –Sorry, automatic response, she quickly heard who it was and switched to English. –Just asking who’s calling so early but it’s not early there it’s late.

-I must admit I’m not sure what time zone Norway is in.

-We’re one hour ahead of Brittan, in other words nine hours ahead of you. It’s eight O’clock in the morning here.

-Sorry! I just couldn’t call at another time. It’s really busy here now and late evening or night is the only time I’m able to call. By the way, if you take the phone away from your ear, you’ll see it’s a video call, not a normal call.

Tiril giggled and put her phone on a charger-stand on her bedside table where she could get a full view of him and he could get a full view of her. She was suddenly wide awake when she looked at the screen. He was butt naked and she had a full frontal view of him.

-You dirty little bastard, she said and giggled.

She pulled the bed covers down to her waist and made a teasing gesture with her hand. –Got a good view of me?

-Very good.

After about half an hour, they hung up, both very pleased. Tiril fell asleep but woke up only a few hours later by her phone ringing again.

-Hello? Tiril speaking, she said in Norwegian.

-Hi it’s Ivan. Welcome back to Norway.
Ivan was a musician friend of Tiril who played in a tribute Dream Theater-band called Images and Words.

-Hi Ivan, how are you?

-I’m good, how was LA?

-Fantastic, really fantastic, she said dreaming. –I got a new friend there who’s coming to see me in a few weeks.

-A guy I hope, Ivan replied, chuckling. –The reason why I called is because we’re a band member short and I hoped perhaps you could step in. We’ve got a concert in two weeks that’s been booked at Café Larsen for ages and we don’t want to cancel.

-It’s a guy yeah and please don’t tell me it’s a guitar player you need, I’m a classical guitarist. No way in hell I will be able to play Dream Theater.
Ivan laughed.

-No it’s the singer that quit on us to start singing in a pop band, that traitor! I thought I would call you because I know you can sing and I know you’re a fan of Dream Theater so you know their songs.

-Yeah I’ll do it. When’s the concert?

-July the 16th. We’re rehearsing every night from six and to whenever we feel we’re done. You know where.

-I’ll see you at six then, Ciao!

-Eeeeh? Ciao?

-Yeah that guy I mentioned uses it a lot so it kinda rubbed off on me. Anywho, bye!

-Good bye, Ivan said laughing.

Tiril was properly awake now and did not want to fall asleep again since it would take longer to get the jetlag out of her system if she gave in to her bodies needs, but she lay in bed for a while in thought remembering how his kiss tasted and how he smelled, what it felt like to have his arms around her. Suddenly she realized she really missed him and she wanted to text him and tell him that but she didn’t dear to. Their relationship had as far as she knew been about lust and desire, she was afraid she might scare him off. She hadn’t fallen in love with him, truth was she didn’t know exactly what she felt. Confused and suddenly overwhelmed by missing him, she started to cry. She sobbed like a child for minutes, then after an exertion she got a hold of her self. –Don’t fall in to that trap, you’re being stupid now, she said to her self.

Just after she had finished showering and dressing the doorbell rang. She walked downstairs and found her neighbour and close gay friend Mikael at the door with her two pets, the dog Zelda and her kitten Soup. Mikael had been looking after them while she was away and he had watered her plants. She hugged him and her pets in turn.

-How was your trip, he asked.

-You’d better come in and sit down for this one. She fed her pets and made food for herself and tea for them both.

She told him the whole story from beginning to end and when she was done she realized tears trickled down her cheeks. Mikael hugged her hard.

-I’m jealous hon! But don’t tell me you’ve fallen for him?

-I don’t know. I can’t figure out what I feel except for the desire, I don’t doubt that at all.

They talked for a while and then Tiril realized she was pretty much out of food so they went shopping together and took Zelda for a walk after she had cleared the groceries away.

Mikael and Jessica knew each other well. Tiril introduced them to each other shortly after she met Jessica through an IRC-channel. Jessica wanted him to come too but he had to work so he took care of Tiril’s pets instead.

At six O’clock, Tiril was at the garage where Images and Words rehearsed and they kept rehearsing until it was almost midnight.

She rehearsed with the band everyday and at daytime or after rehearsing with Images and Words, if they finished early, she role played with some of her roleplaying friends. They had started a Vampire elders campaign shortly before she went on holiday and picked up where they left off.

At around 11-12pm every night, LA-time, Orlando called her. Some of the days they just talked and talked while other days it was anything but talk that occupied them.