The telephone rang and its shrill ring broke the silence in the house. June, mother of two, had started to vacuum her living room when she found herself deeply distracted by the events of the other night. The interruption bounced her back to reality and quickly picked up the receiver thinking it was her husband---- but this wasn't his familiar voice.
"Hi... I wondered if you have looked at the package yet?" Elena whispered.
"Elena, why are you calling me?" asked June. "This is so wrong."
"Just open your front door. I sent you something."
The warm afternoon air was stifling when June opened the heavy wooden door. Nobody was standing outside but on the bristle mat was a large letter sized package marked with June's name. June reluctantly picked up the package and took it inside noting how quiet the streets were empty for that time of day. How had Elena delivered the package without alerting her?
She walked back to the living room and as she approached the sofa, her mind wandered back to her naughty thoughts. Why was she thinking of women so much now? She didn't want to live with them, but watching them made her so aroused. Even a trip to the local mall had her reeling over a beautiful black girl or the young woman at the cake shop. Their smiles, their moves just distracted her so much. If she were honest with herself she'd admit that their bodies made her excited just like being with Elena. The black girl's beautiful full breasts or the cake girl's slim figure caused her to visit the mall more than once in the last few days.
"Is this from you?" June asked.
"Just open it." Elena ordered quietly from the other end of the phone.
June put the handset down and ripped the seal off the package. Inside, several large photos had been packed in amongst red flower petals----the summer fragrance filling the room.
"Do you see them?" asked Elena.
"Yes. Petals and photos." Responded June.
"Beautiful and erotic, aren't they?"
