Page 18 of Kailirex

Stella and I walked to the middle of the garage where an elevator was and took it to the top, where a helicopter pad currently hosted our shuttle. True enough, Tillin was there, chatting away with a couple of construction workers.

“Hey!” Tillin said. “Sorry, I got a little distracted. These guys saw us coming in for a landing and hurried over to take a look.”

“Yeah, we better get going. We’re supposed to be on our lunch break and we ain’t even made it to the deli yet,” one of the workers laughed.

“Thanks for the heads up on Katz’s Delicatessen,” he called after his two new friends.

One of them simply raised his hand in the air in acknowledgment.

“My mate and I will be waiting for you here in the shuttle. You’re just getting the food and coming back. She’s nervous about reactions to me being green.”

He nodded. “Understood. Just let me grab one of my insulated food totes from inside.” he ducked in and quickly returned, carrying a handled bag large enough to pack an entire picnic in. “We’ll bring you back yours, but first,” he grinned, “There’s a deli along the way I need to stop at.”

Stella smiled at him. “Thanks. Eric knows how I like mine. Could you make sure he gets me a bag of chips and a Coke, too?”

“You got it.” Tillin strode away quickly.

“I like matzoh ball soup in case you’re wondering,” she hollered after him.

“Sure thing!” he called back, waving jauntily as he entered the elevator and turned around to face us before punching the buttons on the control panel..

“I wonder if he knows they sell hot dogs there too,” she mused.

“I’m sure Eric will stop him from skipping Billy’s,” I replied, leading her inside before activating the ramp to close.

She giggled. “He did seem pretty keen to get us to make out.”

“It would be a shame to disappoint him,” I murmured, pulling her towards me as I made my way to the closest passenger seat. She giggled again, a snorting sound that was far from musical but absolutely adorable coming from her. I sank down into the seat and she came down with me, settling into my lap.

“Oh, no,” she giggled. “Whatever shall we do now?”

“Mm, I have a few ideas.” I cupped the back of her head with one hand, my other one slipping down her ass, pressing her fabric covered sex against my own. We kissed again, messily, but that didn’t matter. I had the taste of her on my tongue, and her hips were grinding against mine. It was almost enough.