{"id":1059,"date":"2012-08-28T06:00:16","date_gmt":"2012-08-28T13:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ravenoustales.com\/?p=1059"},"modified":"2012-08-24T16:45:47","modified_gmt":"2012-08-24T23:45:47","slug":"season-7-episode-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/ravenoustales.com\/?p=1059","title":{"rendered":"Season 7, Episode 6"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nMia stretched languorously in bed, the sheets bunching around her bare legs. She turned over and wrapped her arms around Johnny\u2019s torso, burying her face into the back of his neck.<\/p>\n

\u201cMorning,\u201d he mumbled as she gently kissed him behind the ear, running a hand through his hair. He rolled over, so his body was pressed against hers, and inhaled deeply. Mia smell. Best scent in the world. He pulled her closer, covering her lips with his, letting his hands roam her naked body.<\/p>\n

\u201cI have to get ready,\u201d Mia groaned.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t go,\u201d Johnny mumbled. \u201cSkip it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mia laughed pushing his hands away from her and springing out of the bed. \u201cI can\u2019t be late for my interview.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know, I know,\u201d Johnny said, propping himself up on his elbows. \u201cBut you can\u2019t blame a guy for trying. I mean\u2026 look at you!\u201d<\/p>\n

Mia blushed. Her body had changed since she\u2019d left Melbourne. She wasn\u2019t exercising as obsessively and was more carefree with her eating (celery sticks, begone!), but mostly, she was happy. And it showed. Her normally androgynous form had filled out slightly, giving her fuller breasts, a more defined waist and a bottom that stopped grown men in their tracks\u2026 even in San Francisco. She threw Johnny a final, longing look before wrapping a towel around her body and heading for the shower.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Johnny sat on the grass in Dolores Park, reading a paper and sipping on a very decent espresso. He\u2019d kicked of his shoes and scrunched the grass between his toes, feeling the sun radiating on his back. It was still early, so the gusting winds hadn\u2019t picked up yet. He glanced at his watch. Mia would be done soon.<\/p>\n

He desperately hoped that this one would work out. When Mia had started looking for potential employers in San Francisco, she had been astonished at just how many Pilates studios there were.<\/p>\n

\u201cOne of them will want me,\u201d she had said happily.<\/p>\n

\u201cAll of them will want you,\u201d Johnny had answered. \u201cYou\u2019ll be fighting them off!\u201d<\/p>\n

Not so, as it turned out. Every interview went pretty much the same. They were impressed at her teaching ability, her strength and agility. She was personable, articulate and passionate. Every quality they could possibly want in a new instructor. Everything except the citizenship, that is.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s really easy for me to get a visa,\u201d Mia would plead with them. \u201cYou just need to sign the paperwork. I\u2019ll do everything else!\u201d<\/p>\n

But, they could get any number of other Pilates instructors – without having to jump through bureaucratic hoops.<\/p>\n

The look on Mia\u2019s face as her long legs strode up the grassy hill towards where Johnny was sitting told him that this interview had been no different.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d he said, as she sat down.<\/p>\n

Mia shrugged. \u201cDoesn\u2019t matter.\u201d<\/p>\n

But they both knew it did.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

They sat on the grass for a while longer, killing time. Johnny had an appointment to look at a potential space for the restaurant at lunchtime. He\u2019d asked her to come along, but Mia wanted to head home and look for more jobs.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy don\u2019t you work for me?\u201d Johnny said casually as they stood up to leave. It was something he\u2019d been thinking about, but was waiting for the right time to bring it up.<\/p>\n

Mia raised an eyebrow. \u201cOh really,\u201d she drawled. \u201cFor<\/em> you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Johnny smiled. \u201cAll right, maybe I phrased that wrong. Why don\u2019t you work with<\/em> me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do I know about the restaurant business?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll teach you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mia screwed up her face and shook her head. \u201cI don\u2019t want to be slinging plates and filling glasses.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can do something else,\u201d Johnny said. \u201cManaging. Planning. Hiring. We\u2019d find something that you liked.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know, Johnny. That\u2019s your thing. I don\u2019t think it\u2019s for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow do you know until you\u2019ve tried?\u201d<\/p>\n

Mia gave him a withering look.<\/p>\n

\u201cAt least come and look at this space with me,\u201d he pleaded. \u201cI need a second opinion.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOK,\u201d Mia said reluctantly. Job hunting could wait. \u201cThat I can do.\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

The space was on the second floor of a old building, owned by a guy called Vince who ran the corner store downstairs. He had hefted himself off his stool when they arrived, dragging his eyes away from whatever daytime soap was playing on the portable television set next to the cash register. He took the stairs slowly, leaving a faint trail of cigarettes and chewing gum in his wake. He unlocked the door and handed them the key. A few beads of sweat had gathered in his upper lip.<\/p>\n

\u201cBring it back when you\u2019re done,\u201d he said breathlessly, before making his way back downstairs.<\/p>\n

Johnny pushed the door open and walked in. His heart skipped a beat.<\/p>\n

This was it! This was the place!<\/p>\n

It was brilliant. Smaller than a warehouse, larger than an open-plan apartment, it was big enough for a decent amount of tables, without being claustrophobic. It had large circular windows that looked out over the Mission giving it a whimsical, detached feeling. Up here, you were in your own little world. It had been used as a restaurant previously, and so needed nothing more than a coat of paint and some new furnishings to make it worthy of the place Johnny wanted to run.<\/p>\n

\u201cWow,\u201d Mia said walking in behind him.<\/p>\n

He grinned at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cI mean\u2026 Wow!\u201d Mia wandered around, looking behind the bar, poking her head into the kitchen. \u201cIt\u2019s perfect,\u201d she said excitedly. \u201cYou can put the tables here and you could have someone playing music on weekends over there and then you could set this area up for drinks, so if people didn\u2019t want to have a meal they could still sit and enjoy the space and\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Johnny was resting against the bar, a smile playing around his lips. \u201cCome here,\u201d he said, pulling her towards him and putting his mouth on hers. He kissed her urgently, running his hands over her body. \u201cYou are so sexy when you\u2019re excited about something.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mia smiled slyly. \u201cYeah?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAm I sexy when I do this?\u201d She peeled off her jumper, followed by her singlet.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes,\u201d Johnny said. \u201cDefinitely sexy.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about this?\u201d She slowly rolled her leggings down her long legs, kicking off her shoes. She stood in front of him wearing nothing but a pair of black lace underwear.<\/p>\n

\u201cUh-huh.\u201d Johnny\u2019s voice wasn\u2019t the only thing thick with desire.<\/p>\n

She knelt down and undid his jeans, pulling them around his ankles, her eyes not leaving his for a second. She kissed his thigh gently and he shuddered, a small groan escaping his lips. She stood up again and took her underwear delicately off. Johnny lifted her up and Mia wrapped her legs around his waist as he gently pushed inside her again and again and again. They cried out in unison, not caring if the whole neighbourhood could hear them.<\/p>\n

\u201cOK,\u201d Mia said, breathless.<\/p>\n

\u201cOK what?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll help you out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll work at the restaurant with me?\u201d<\/p>\n

Mia nodded.<\/p>\n

Johnny grinned. \u201cThis is going to be awesome,\u201d he said. \u201cYou\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/p>\n

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