The Present
Antonio looked at Tanya, who was sitting right in front of him, cross-legged just as he was, their knees touching. They were both naked, and Antonio was beyond horny. But Tanya refused to sleep with him tonight. She told him mysteriously that she had other plans, better plans, and that she wanted to try something that she thought he would like even better than s*x.
He remembered her laughing at the expression that leaped on his face.
“What kind of expression is that? There are better things than s*x, you know!”
Antonio frowned in concentration. “I don’t know. I can’t think of anything.”
“That’s because you’re thinking with the wrong head,” Tanya said grinning.
Antonio shrugged. She was right. When it came to her, he often thought with the wrong head. He couldn’t help it.
