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Chapter 6

Stix was excited. Jamie intrigued her. He was the kind of man that she liked. He was big, muscular, and very manly. Now she had to decide what role she wanted to play. Should she be the vulnerable little girl, or should she be a sexy vixen? Either way, she just wanted to tease him a little. She didn’t want to sleep with him just yet. She made preparations to meet with the handsome marine the next evening.

Sexy vixen won out. She decided to wear the red dress that had been custom-made for her. It was simple but superhot! She would wear her hair wild and wavy, very animalistic. When Stix wore her hair like that, it reminded men of the lion’s mane. That seemed to turn them on. Maybe she should wear an animal print. No, she wanted to have an air of sophistication about her. The red dress would do. She would wear her red stilettos to match her dress. That outfit should stay on his mind for a while.

Jamie was still excited about how well his presentation went. His best friend, Sergeant Juan Catalina (Cat for short), had been there for his presentation. “You really nailed it, Jay,” he said. Cat had watched the faces of the officers. They really didn’t want to admit it. Jamie had surpassed their expectations. Jamie was looking forward to dinner with Stix. She was very sharp, and he wanted to pick her brain. Dinner was the least he could do for her. She had been fantastic! Jamie wanted to look especially nice for his date with Stix. He wore his dress uniform.

Stix got to the restaurant at exactly 7:00 p.m. Jamie was there waiting for her. Wow! Jamie looked so handsome in his dress uniform. He stood so erect, and his green eyes sparkled when he smiled. “Hello, young lady,” he said as he gave Stix his arm to accompany him into the dining area. Damn! Jamie thought. I might have to think this over. She looks good in that red dress. A sexual relationship with her would not be impossible. After all, Jamie knew a few big men who had tiny women. They must not have had any problems in getting some nooky. Most of them were still together, Jamie thought.

The evening went very well. Stix found out why Jamie spoke with a Hispanic accent and had blond hair and green eyes. Jamie’s father was Cuban, but he looked like his mother. His mother was only half Cuban. Jamie’s mother never knew her father. And Jamie’s grandmother never talked about him. Jamie’s grandmother took his identity to her grave. It was rumored that she had been raped by a white man. Jamie always assumed that his grandfather had been blond.

Jamie also found out a lot about Stix. For one thing, he found out why they called her Stix. Stix told him that when she was younger, she looked like a stick. She had no curves. She was just straight up and down. Her father thought she would never have any curves, so he called her Stix. The name just caught on, and everyone started calling her that. Another thing Jamie found out was that she had a passion for music.

She said she loved to write music and had written several songs. Jamie got the impression that Stix was financially comfortable, but nothing like what he needed. He needed a woman that had deep pockets, a woman that would set him up for the rest of his life. Jamie had been in the marines for seventeen years now. He wanted to retire soon. He liked Stix, but she wasn’t the one he would spend the rest of his life with. She might be okay to play with, though. Jamie’s thoughts reverted to the difference in their sizes. Jamie knew that he was a big man in every sense of the word. He was afraid that he might split her in two with his erection.

Stix could hardly contain herself. She got a chance to check Jamie out. He must be wearing boxers because she could see the imprint of his package through his pants. He was well endowed. What a treat he was going to be! Be cool, girl, Stix thought to herself. You don’t want him to think you are a slut. Be cool. This is just your first date.

Stix was far from being shy. At the end of the evening, she invited him to find a day when he could come over and have dinner at her place. She would fix a home-cooked meal for him. Stix was a very good cook. Her specialty was Italian food. Her dad had taught her how to cook. Jamie accepted her invitation. It wasn’t often he got a home-cooked meal. If she could cook, that would be another plus in her favor.