I knew there was something different about Nina right from the start… I just didn’t know what it was. She was a small, slender girl with dark hair, brown skin, and perky features—a small, dark pixie! We met at a club, but I’d noticed her on the street before. She couldn’t have stood over 5’, maybe even less. At the club, she wasn’t wearing too much, and I was able to take a peek at some perky little breasts. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I could have sworn I even saw the small, dark, perky nipples! But like I say, maybe it was just my imagination.
There was something else I noticed, too: a small tattoo on her left shoulder—a stylized picture of a naked woman, or goddess, wrapping her arms erotically around herself. I was entranced.
As for myself, I never had too much trouble attracting women—I was fairly successful in the music biz—not ever famous, but some of my songs were picked up by famous people, so at various times I made good chunks of money from that. I still played in local clubs now and again, even though I really didn’t need the money, and wasn’t particularly interested in fame. I just liked playing music, and the woman factor was nice, too.
But Nina was different—there was something about her that caught my eye, an innate sexiness, but a wariness, too. I caught her smiling at me, and I laughed, and went over to talk. I told her she looked "intriguing" and asked if I could buy her a drink. She said yes, and soon we found ourselves out on the veranda of the club, which overlooked the ocean. She was playing head games, asking me direct, strange questions: "have you ever done something with no good reason?", "do you believe in things you can’t see?" things like that. I was entranced. Most women would be putty in my hands, but Nina kept me guessing. Eventually I threw some of my own questions back at her, and we had more drinks, and our bodies grew more relaxed, closer. I brushed a hand, innocently, along her side… then her breast… then we were kissing, and her tongue flicking swiftly along the inside of my lips. My hands strayed over her breasts, felt her nipples erect to my touch….
She broke away, "look, you seem like a great guy, very intense, but… you should at least know I’m a mother, I have a daughter."
I was surprised. This cute little thing a mother? "Well," I said, "You’re the sexiest mother I think I’ve ever seen."
