Coming Up Roses
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The crowd roared with delight.
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“That was a dirty, underhanded trick, H.L. May.”
Rose lay, naked, on the bed in H.L.’s apartment. He lay panting beside her, so happy he was surprised his body didn’t float up off the bed and bounce against the ceiling. “Maybe, but it worked, didn’t it?”
She smacked him lightly on his washboard belly. “I thought you didn’t believe in marriage.”
“I thought so, too,” he admitted. “I was wrong.”
“And to involve my family . . . Well, I just don’t know about you, H.L.”
“You’re going to have years to find out all about me, Rose. I love you too much to risk losing you again.”
“Good.”
“And think about children, Rose!” H.L. couldn’t recall exactly when he’d become enthusiastic about having children, but now he could hardly wait. “I can see them now. They’ll be so smart and beautiful. We’re going to have the best, brightest, most wonderful children in the whole world.”
Rose turned over, threw her arms around his naked body and planted a kiss on his lips. He responded with enthusiasm, and it wasn’t very long before the embrace turned passionate.
“I love you more than life itself, Roes,” H.L. whispered as he prepared to plunge his hard shaft into her welcoming passage. “I was such an ass.”
“Yes,” she agreed happily. “You certainly were.”
H.L. hadn’t known lovemaking could be so joyful. He was very happy to have found it out.
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The marriage of Miss Rose Ellen Gilhooley to Mr. H.L. May was one of the highlights of the year for the citizens of the great city of Chicago. Colonel William F., “Buffalo Bill”, Cody gave the bride away, and her weeping siblings were her attendants. Mrs. Gilhooley watched from the bleachers, dabbing her eyes with an embroidered handkerchief. Rose’s brother Freddie and his wife Eleanor had been rushed from Deadwood, Kansas, to Chicago in record time so that they could attend the nuptials. H.L.’s parents rode the train in from Missouri, as well.
Rose had never been happier in her life.
Neither had H.L.
And the crowd went wild.