| 2nd Page of SATURDAY MATINEE. Just as the house lights were dimming, Clarice turned to Hannibal and remarked, "Looks like we're the only ones here. Either this movie is really bad or there's something good going on downtown." It was true, there were several festivals going on in the center of town this weekend and the locales never missed an opportunity to celebrate something. "Yes, Clarice it would appear that way, wouldn't it?" Hannibal answered munching on his popcorn and offering some to her. He then glanced at Clarice and said, "How can you eat those things?" as he watched he eating her Jujubees, specifically going for the red ones. "Listen, Dr. Fussy, there's more to life than Foie Gras" she giggled as the feature presentation started. As the movie began, Hannibal and Clarice, the only patrons in the house, were watching with rapt attention as Clarice felt Hannibal's arm go around her. No matter how many times he did this, it still managed to send shivers down her spine. She smiled softly as he then leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek. As they watched the movie it was becoming apparent to them that this was not going to be one of their favorites. They both made comments to each other and shook their heads at several spots that seemed utterly implausible to them. "This movie sucks" Clarice said. "Well, Clarice, I wouldn't have put it quite that way myself, but you may have a point." After a few more negative reviews, Hannibal bent over to Clarice and began to kiss her right cheek. "You smell like popcorn" she said. "And you taste like candy" he whispered back as he kissed her again on the other cheek, harder this time. Hannibal then said softly, "Why are we whispering? We're the only ones here." "Force of habit, I guess." Hannibal put his popcorn down and taking hold of Clarice by her waist, pulled her close to him. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked. "I was never mad at you, it's just, you know..almost that time." "I know and I understand" came his gentle reply as he kissed her again. He was now playing with her hair as he began softly kissing her neck and nipping her earlobes. His hands then made their way underneath her blouse as he began to feel her up as if they were teenagers. "Hannibal, stop it..we're in a public place" Clarice said, trying her best to make it sound as if she were really scolding him and trying to resist. "I'm well aware of that Clarice..and try to stop me" he challenged her. "We have all the privacy we need, Clarice..and I'm feeling naughty." "So, what else is new?" "I don't know why you get in these silly moods" Clarice added now becoming powerless to stop his kisses as began to lick her sweet lips. Clarice dropped her box of Jujubees as she threw her arms around his neck and pulled herself even nearer to him. "You make me nuts, you know that?" she hissed as they began to french kiss in their balcony aisle like High School seniors. They began to grope at each other now, both moaning as Hannibal continued to feel her breasts, his hands making their way down her waist and then to her crotch as he began to caress her inner thighs. Clarice now sighed as her hands began to gently make their way inside of Hannibal's shirt as she undid the first two buttons and rubbed her hands up and down that part of his exposed chest. Turn page to next part of story.... |