Chapter 2

Waking the next morning, or is it still the same night? Dark out still.

Oh, this couch nice to sit on, bad to sleep on.

This warm nude body feels good.

Need something to drink. What a night.

Hummm ... how to get up and not disturb my angel.

Well that I cannot do. She is on my leg and using my arm as a pillow.

“Good Morning Drew.” An angel’s voice.

“Morning Amelia” I reply to her.

“Drew how do you feel this morning?”

“Amelia, I feel nothing but love for you.”

“That’s great, but I need the little girls room. Can we untie from each other?”

“I don’t want to but for you I will.”

We somehow untangle ourselves from one another.

My leg is still asleep.

What time is it? I’m lost in her home.

“All yours Drew. Up for some coffee?”

“I’m up for some light. I’m lost in your home.”

“How can you be lost here. I’m here with you.”

“Lights please.”

Where have I heard that before? Oh yes Charlie Brown Christmas.

Soft glow of light comes from kitchen. Well I can find my way now.

Bathroom, then something to cover me. I did not bring a robe.

Shorts and a shirt. Hope she is dressed or I will feel like an ass.

Walk into kitchen. COFFEE!!! Is it better than Amelia??

Something to ponder another day.

Oh good she has a robe on. Now I’m not an ass.

“Drew, are you hungry?”

What male is never hungry?

“Yes, I could go for something to eat.”

“Good. I’ll go down to market and get some fresh pastry and fruit for us. Be gone about 20 minutes.”

“Ok. Want company?”

“No, you rest, drink coffee.”

“OK, Mother.”

Well at least the pillow was soft that hit me.

Is there a radio around? TV? Something that makes noise.

A radio in kitchen. Let’s see. Something funny on. Don’t know what it is.

Lets explore the dial. No not that. Don’t understand.

Some classical music. That will do.

Walking to my room I notice her door open. Well I have seen her nude.

She will not mind a little snooping.

Dam, a drawer full of stockings. Another drawer of panties and bras. Typical woman.

What the hell is this?!? My Amelia is a bit kinky.

Every woman has a dildo and maybe a vibrator. But how many have these toys?

Handcuffs, feathers, mask, ball gag, riding crop.

Will keep this in mind.

Out of her room and get my clothes and head for the shower.

Washed, dried, shaved. All set for her.

I go back to kitchen and get more coffee. Dam good coffee also.

Great in bed and can make great coffee. If she can cook, I’d marry her.

“Drew! Drew! I’m back!”

“In here. Having coffee.”

“Any left for me? Only had one cup so far.”

“Errrr ... I could make more, if I knew where it was.”

Hey I’m lost in her place.

“How about you make coffee and I’ll set up for us to eat.”

“Amelia. Where are the plates?” I said I was lost here. Don’t you get it.

“In the cabinet by the table. Silver wear is there also. Napkins in drawer on left.”

Yes, she knows I’m lost. Terribly lost.

“More coffee Drew?” An angels voice.

“Yes please” Still a gentleman.

Dam these pastries look divine. Smell heavenly. Fruit is fresh. Ripe. Firm. Like something else I know of.

Amelia enters the room and sets the coffee down. A kiss from her and she sits.

“Why the classical music! Are you into that?”

“Not really. But wanted some noise. It was too quiet with you gone.”

“Awww. My poor baby. Do not understand my language. You are last!”

She finally gets it! I’m a lost puppy.

“What was with that comment before? Mother? You are old enough to be my father!”

“Amelia, it is a term of endearment in America.”

“I know that! I just wanted to make you uncomfortable.”

Me uncomfortable? Yes. She is female and I am male.

We eat pastry. What kind? Do not know. But it is good. Apples, oranges, bananas, strawberries.

Eat we must for energy to be used later. Or are we recovering from last night.

“Do you want more coffee Amelia?”

“Not right now Drew.”

“What do you have planned for us today?” I know what I want to do.

“How about I show you some of my country’s history. There is an exhibit close by.”

“Sounds delightful. Maybe a sample of your cuisine later?”

“All I know is that Romania was 5 or 6 different kingdoms that became one country. Union Day? I think.”

“The most famous person that I have heard of is Vlad the Impaler.”

“Americans!! You do not learn about other countries. We are more than Vlad!”

“We are also famous for Nadia Comaneci, Saint Patrick, Edward G Robinson!”

“There are several more! You have mw mad now!”

“Sorry Amelia. In American schools we do not get into other countries, generally speaking.”

“I should take you over my knee and punish you for not knowing about my country!”

Dam. She is kinky. Will have to explore more later. Now is time to make her happy.

“Come on, be my teacher and give me an education.”

With arms crossed and look of frustration. You look at me, smile. Angel is smiling. Good sign.

“Come on I will teach you.”

We enter the museum. Very old building. Looking at the frame work and stone work.

Amelia leads me thru the displays and explains them to me. Quite an education I got.

After 4 hours. 4 HOURS!! Wow, time flies when with an angel.

We leave and she takes us to a small café.

She ask me what I want to drink. Tea I reply. She says she will order for us. Good.

I don’t speak Romanian. Lost little boy here.

Umm ... Whatever this dish is, it is good.

I am told we are having Sarmale, Balmos and Papanasi for desert.

Taste buds have died and gone to heaven.

We leave the café and walk around. It is so different here. Yes a city is a city anywhere you go.

But the villages are so different.

After walking around for a while and talking about everything and nothing. We return to her home.

“Drew, you go shower and freshen up. I will fix us a light fare for us. Wine?”

“Yes please.”

So off I go to shower and shave again. Need to be clean for my angel.

I return and she leaves to shower.

WOW!! Sexy in a robe. I could fall in love with her. Hey, I am in love with her.

Once again we find ourselves outside on her patio. Nice relaxing time of day.