A Good Little Girl Like You (A Sample)

O.E. defused the sexual tension. "Watch Wizard of Oz?"

I'd love to do that. She could relax now. Suddenly, they

were old friends able to share favorite movies and intimate

moments. She thawed under his warm gray eyes.

Rebecca pulled out the ruby slippers Constance had

given her. "Look what I brought. Let's watch your favorite

movie." She poured herself a gin and tonic.

"Yours, too?" He gave himself another healthy shot of

bourbon.

"Yeah, it's up there at the top." Rebecca raised her glass.

"To the Tin Man. I hope you find a heart."

"To Dorothy. Hope you find home."

She smirked. "There's no place like it." They drank.

Wow, talk about nostalgia. Rebecca hadn't watched The

Wizard of Oz for many years, and it was much different this

time. Instead of watching fretfully, afraid of the evil witch,

the terrifying wizard, and the other dark characters, she

enjoyed each scene like a visit to an old and cherished

friend.

They laughed together at their favorite quotes and

discussed the acting, the scenery, and the emotions. When

they got to the part in the movie where Dorothy gets the

ruby slippers, Rebecca put hers on. Whenever the

characters danced down the Yellow Brick Road, Rebecca

and O.E. got up and skipped around the room. And when

the Winkie guards chanted "Oh Ee Oh," Rebecca joined

them with gusto.

At the end of the movie, O.E. turned to Rebecca and

wiped the tear that was falling down her cheek. She could

see his eyes glimmering as well, and it alleviated her own

embarrassment.

The credits ended, and they turned to look at each

other. The simple, chaste mood of the movie permeated the

room, and something about O.E.'s rugged but ragged

appearance made him seem like another farm hand. Any

sexual urgency she may have felt before was washed away by

the youthful joy of a classic old movie.

Rebecca stood up. "I think I'll go home now. I do have

work tomorrow. I hope you don't mind." She was feeling

good about him-he hadn't been egotistical once tonight.

Would he do something outrageous to keep her from

leaving?

Much to her relief, he stood up and nodded his head.

"Of course."

She gave him a hug and started toward the door.

"Goodnight, O.E."

"Come again, Bec. Lots more Oz movies." It was one of

the sweetest offers she'd ever had from a man who clearly

wanted her body.