Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 5 Band Auction
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My phone woke me up, and when I checked it was Tami.
"Happy Easter!" I heard her and her host family call out.
I looked at the clock. It was six-thirty in the morning. I tried to remember if she was five or six hours different. Anyways, it was too damn early for Sunday morning.
"You are all evil. You do realize it is the crack of dawn here," I complained.
"I know, but you love me, anyway. We are off to see historic folk dancing by the Morris Dancers. They assure me it is an English tradition dating back to the fourteen hundreds."
"You poor thing, you want me to come get you?" I offered.
"Oh, shut up. I'm sure it can't be too bad, or my hosts' siblings wouldn't be excited about going. What are your plans?"
"I get to go to church with both of my grandmothers. Greg and Angie are here as are Uncle John and Bonnie. I guess it's a good thing you woke me, because I promised to go to Granny's and pick up cinnamon rolls for breakfast."
"You totally suck. I want a cinnamon roll, now. What are your plans for Spring Break? Are you doing a shoot for Range Sports again this year?"
"I'm going to Chicago. Bo Harrington has arranged a week with specialized trainers. I plan on staying with Harper and her parents. Adrianne has a couple of photo shoots organized, as does Ford. So I'll be either working out or working the whole time."
"Does Harper know this? I bet she has plans for the two of you," Tami said.
"She did mention something about the country club, tonight; and then I had to free up Friday night, and Saturday, or I was no longer going to have a girlfriend."
Tami laughed at me.
"I bet you would have to do more than that for her to give you up."
"Maybe," I admitted.
Harper and I had gotten closer. She seemed to relax after the party at the sorority house. I think she realized that, even with temptation all around, I only really wanted her. Our return from the party had turned into one of our epic love making sessions.
The fallout from the party was interesting. On Monday, before practice, the coaching staff pulled everyone who went to the party into a conference room. I still don't know how they found out. Moose asked what we were thinking. I suspect he thought we would confess to horrible crimes and he would suspend us. The other guys weren't talking, so I did. I told them everything that happened. Well, I kept it PG-13. I confirmed that we had all had sex, but none of us drank or did drugs, and I'd brought my girlfriend. I think the last part rocked them a little bit. I pointed out we hadn't broken any team rules, or forced anyone to do anything they didn't want to do. Moose decided there wasn't much he could do. The evil man put the five of us in charge of conditioning the team. By the end of practice, I wished we had let Cassidy have her way with us!
Speaking of baseball, we won both our games last week. We were now 13 – 1 and pegged as the team to beat in our district. I was now 4 – 0 with a 0.97 ERA which triggered my first recruiting letter, from State, for baseball. I had never thought about playing baseball in college.
Tami and I wrapped up our call, so she could see the folk dancers. Even though I teased her I knew she would have fun today.
When I got to Granny's, she was talking to customers. I was sent to the kitchen where they had everything ready for me. I was surprised to find Mom had also ordered food for after church. Granny came back and gave me instructions on how to reheat everything for our lunch.
When I got home, Angie was making coffee, and Kyle and Mac were making a racket. Granny had only half way cooked the cinnamon rolls, so I put them in the oven to finish up. She had sent me a container of cream cheese frosting to top them with. I put the ham and everything else in the refrigerator. The smell of cinnamon rolls soon had everyone coming into the kitchen.
Mom called Uncle John and Bonnie over the intercom. They had stayed in my apartment. We had cleaned out and painted the two extra bedrooms on the third floor. My grandmothers took both of them. Greg and Angie stayed in his old room, and I shared with Kyle and Mac in the other one. Duke insisted he sleep in his crate in the apartment. He was getting set in his ways.
Angie pulled the rolls out and iced them. She put a huge platter on the kitchen table.
"I slaved over these all morning," she announced.
"Greg, you're a lucky man to have such a talented wife," Aunt Bonnie told him.
I just ignored them. Angie could live in her fantasy world.
I arrived in the Lincoln Park neighborhood of Chicago, just after three that afternoon. I was near the DePaul campus and the sidewalks seemed to be full for college aged kids, and young professionals. The street was lined with three and four story older buildings, with store fronts on the main floor. There were bars/restaurants with outside seating, and all of them seemed packed. If that many people were drinking on a Sunday afternoon I was afraid what I would do if I lived here.
I could see why people wanted to live in the city, especially if they were young and single. There was an energy about the area. I was a little sad when I realized I'd passed up a summer of living in Chicago with Tami. I could see myself sitting at a table on the sidewalk, people watching. It was so much more inviting than New York where everyone seemed to be on top of each other.
My GPS was telling me to make a turn. I was close to where Harper lived. I saw a large sign announcing a Mass Development. Harper told me her dad owned several blocks, and they were gradually removing the old walk-ups, and building detached single family homes. What I saw as I drove down the street were three and four story homes built in a style which fit the neighborhood architecture. Harper said they used reclaimed Chicago bricks for the exteriors, so her dad's new homes would fit in.
I was given directions to turn off into an alley. I sent Harper a text, to let her know I was there. I found a gate was opening, and one of the garage doors went up. I pulled into the six-car garage to find a smiling girlfriend. I barely made it out of the Jeep before she had me in an embrace and was kissing me.
"I missed you, too," I said when she finally let me go.
"Come on! I want to show you our new home."
I was surprised to see stairs inside the garage, which led to the roof top. The top of the garage was an outdoor deck, complete with a huge fireplace. It had a terrific view of the downtown skyscrapers. We crossed a bridge into the back of the house's second floor. We came into an entry room, where the back stair case was. Harper had me leave my bags by the stairwell, and then led me into the kitchen.
It came right out of a kitchen idea book. Something you could only dream of. It was all cream and white marble, with touches of dark wood to make the whole thing spectacular. The stoves were top of the line commercial models. The refrigerator and dishwashers were hidden in the cabinets to give the room a clean look.
Harper led me through the butler's pantry, into a dining room in which you could easily entertain twelve people. I was amazed at the architectural details. You felt like you were in a modernized turn of the century home with twelve foot ceilings.
As Harper showed me the rest of the house I began to understand how wealthy her parents really were. The third floor was her parent's area. They had a master bedroom suit, her mom's office, sitting area and exercise room. On the fourth floor there were five bedrooms and a lounge area. Each bedroom had its own bathroom. Harper told me she had a surprise for me. It was Sarah Spence.
"Hey, good looking," she said and gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"My parents are in the process of moving to Colorado for my dad's newest job. Harper offered to let me come home with her for the week. When she said you were coming, I couldn't refuse. I'm hoping you will let me tag along on some of your shoots."
"Do you want to meet Adrienne, again?" I asked.
She blushed and nodded. Harper smiled and we both looked at her. You could tell she had a surprise for us.
"Adrienne and Kendal will both be staying with us. Mom talked to Kendal to get your schedule and insisted everyone stay here. We have plenty of room."
I would hope so. Harper told me they had eight bedrooms and nine and a half baths. I had yet to see the floor I was staying on. The girls took me back down to the second floor to grab my bags. We then went down to the lower level. I'm not sure if it was technically the basement because it was only half way underground. On the lower level there were two bedrooms, laundry room, another exercise room, and a man cave. I could see living down here!
"Get ready for dinner. Mom and Dad will be home soon," Harper told me.
She could see the need in my eyes and gave me a sad smile.
"Remember, I promised my parents no funny stuff under their roof," Harper reminded me.
I growled at her, and she and Sarah scampered out before I grabbed one of them. I smiled at myself. We would just need to get creative and find somewhere else to have a little fun.
We had dinner at the Ridgemoor Country Club on Gunnison Street. Harper teased her dad by saying this was his bar, with a very nice back yard. He just gave her a dirty look, but didn't deny it. I had been warned they had a strict dress code. Harper made me put on a shirt with a collar instead of the silk t-shirt I had selected to wear under my jacket. The funny thing was the t-shirt was twice as expensive as the shirt she picked out.
We went to the President's Room, a private dining room, which overlooked the tennis courts. We were the first to arrive and I would guess the room was arranged to seat fifty. A buffet was being set up on the back wall. We had some time before the guests arrived, so Harper took Sarah and me on a tour. She told me people from her dad's work were having dinner with us tonight. We went out onto the terrace overlooking the putting greens, and ordered drinks. I had a hot tea since it was a little chilly out.
"Harper Mass, where have you been hiding yourself," I heard a girl say from behind us.
Harper let go of my hand, and jerked it into her lap, before turning around. If I didn't know better I would have suspected that Harper was embarrassed to be seen with me. I saw Sarah caught her actions also and gave me a confused look.
"Melisa Higson, how nice to see you," Harper said as she got up and did a little air cheek kiss.
Melisa had long black hair, and she was dressed in a dark sweater and black skirt. She didn't even acknowledge Sarah or me. I could tell this girl was a snob with a capital S.
"Come, I told the girls I thought it was you," Melisa said as she pulled Harper toward their table.
"That was rude," Sarah said after they had left.
I was a little more than pissed off. If Harper didn't want to be seen with me, I wasn't sure what it meant for us as a couple. I would never have been so rude as to leave my friend and girlfriend to fend for themselves. I sure as hell would have made introductions.
"I need to take a walk," I told Sarah.
"Do you want me to go with you?" she asked.
"Will you be okay if I don't?" I asked because I didn't want to leave her there on her own is she felt uncomfortable.
"No, I'm a big girl. If I get lonely I will text you," she assured me.
I shook my head and got up and went to the pro shop. I was sure Dad would want me to look around for ideas they could use at his golf and tennis club. One thing I liked was they had a locker room manager. The locker room itself was very old fashioned, but they had attendants to make sure things were picked up and there were plenty of towels. Dad shared with me that the women's locker room constantly needed to be straightened up. I would bet if they had an attendant it would stay neater.
I had time to calm down, so I went to the President's Room. A guy about our age had Harper's full attention, so I figured she didn't want me to interrupt. I did my usual introduction tour and went around and met everyone. Jack's employees seemed to be nice people. Most of them had brought their families. I made a point not to tell them I was Harper's boyfriend, just a friend visiting for Spring Break.
I was happy to see Ray, Harper's best friend, was there with a date. I was surprised it was a girl.
"Hey buddy, how's it going?" he asked me.
"Good, how about for you?" I asked.
"I've been better. David, this is Gail, a friend of mine. Gail, this is the David I was telling you about."
I decided I really didn't want to know Ray's problems.
"Ray tells me you're a great guy. Did you really do a movie?" Gail asked.
"Yeah, they tell me it will be released either late fall or early winter. I had a great time doing it."
"Ray is jealous," she shared to his discomfort.
Ray was into acting and I could see where he would like to do a movie himself. I let them go to their seats, because dinner was announced. Harper and her family led everyone through the buffet line. Bev, Harper's mom, gave me a probing look when I wasn't in line with Harper. I just gave her a blank stare and turned around to leave. Sarah headed me off.
"Don't do something you'll regret. Give Harper a chance to explain," Sarah advised.
All I could do was think of Jenny Wesleyan and they had treated me. Everything had been fine when it was just Jenny and I, but as soon as people in her circle came around bad things happened. Was I being over sensitive? I had to admit; until I talked to Harper I would never know. I ended up eating with Sarah and I saw the guy Harper had been talking to was seated next to her. They seemed to be getting along very well, too well in my opinion.
When dinner was over, Sarah went up to the main table and told Bev we would wait in the lobby. Harper was still in a deep conversation with her guy friend. Fortunately, Sarah left me to my own thoughts as we waited. Twenty minutes later Jack, Bev and Harper found us.
"Where were you all night?" Harper asked me.
"I didn't want to interfere with you catching up with your friends."
"You're so thoughtful. I'm lucky to have you," Harper said.
I didn't know how to answer, so I just let her lead me to the car. I was appalled that Harper hadn't even bothered to track either Sarah or I down all night. I would have at the very least checked to make sure my friends were doing okay. Bev picked up on my not being happy and Sarah shook her head. When we got home, I begged off saying I needed to get some sleep for tomorrow. I left everyone talking in the kitchen.
I went downstairs and called my Uncle John. I explained to him what happened.
"Let me summarize," Uncle John started. "This was the first time you have gone to Harper's home, and the first time meeting her friends. You told me how the Wesleyan's treated you. Will you let me offer an alternate possibility?"
"If it keeps me from wanting to break up with Harper, I'm all ears."
"What kind of vibe did you get off the girl who approached Harper?"
"My gut reaction was I didn't like her, but," I started.
"Stop with doubting yourself. One of the things people need to do is pay attention to their gut more. A good example is if you feel you're in danger, you need to pay attention. Too many victims talk themselves out of what their gut warned them about. It is the same with not liking someone, or better yet liking someone. How many times have you heard someone make excuses why a friendship or relationship won't work? Anyways, enough of me getting on my soap box. If your gut told you the girl was trouble, doesn't it make sense Harper would try and protect you? Has she ever not introduced you to someone before?"
"Well, no, but what about the guy?" I said.
"You are a real piece of work, you know that?"
"Uncle John, help me out please," I almost begged.
"Could he have been a friend? Is it beyond the realm of possibilities Harper might have a male friend? Oh wait, wasn't her best friend a guy? Who else do we know where they're best friends and they are a guy and girl? Hmmm."
"You weren't here," I protested.
"I will give you that one. So tell me David, did it look like they were more than friends?"
I hate my uncle sometimes. If I had to make a quick decision I would say there was a spark there. Would either of them ever do anything about it, I had no idea.
"So I was the best, most understanding, and perfect boyfriend after all," I joked.
"Whatever gets you to sleep at night," Uncle John shot back.
I decided I needed to hang up on him before I told him what I really thought about his advice.
Monday April 20I had a nine o'clock appointment at the Sport's Training Institute of Chicago, or STIC. Bo had to pull some strings to get me in. All the Chicago based professional sports teams had players who used STIC. They specialized in helping top athletes become even better. I was surprised when my dad showed up, right before I had my appointment.
"You keep forgetting you're a minor, and you need one of us to sign contracts," Dad reminded me.
I normally had Kendal with me. She had a power of attorney to be able to make decisions on my behalf. Because this involved medical type things, either Mom or Dad had final say. Dad and I went in and met the lady in charge of setting everything up.
"Here at STIC we use a Performance Training approach. It is a scientifically based training program which is customized for each athlete. We plan on evaluating you this morning and then design a training program to help you be healthy, lean, and strong, so you are able to perform at the highest level possible for your sport.
"What we plan on doing this morning is identify how we can best help you. I've read your medical chart and you have been injured several times in the side and back area. Repeated trauma of the kind you have sustained can cause you to have those areas become problem spots in your overall development. We have a therapy which can show immediate improvement. I suspect this will help with your throwing motions for both baseball and football."
"You're right. My sides and back sometimes stiffen up. If you have something which will help, sign me up."
"I think you will be impressed with the results. We will also be looking at your overall health and any medications or supplements you might be taking. Our goal is to make sure everything is in balance with the goal of making you the best athlete you can be."
Dad stayed for my initial evaluation. I was taken through a variety of tests to assess any flexibility deficits, muscle imbalances, and explore underlying issues which might predispose me to potential injury. They then did an assessment of my body fat and the correlation to any possible hormone issues.
Once the evaluations were done, Dad and I met with Dr. Hollings. He didn't waste any time about what they had found.
"We have identified some areas of concern. It looks like David has been injured in several areas. The one which concerns us the most is his upper neck. It looks like he has some damage in the C1 and C2 area."
"David had someone try to rip his head off in a football game," Dad explained to the doctor.
"Our test also shows problems with flexibility in your torso and glutes. I would suspect you have been hit several times and been injured in these areas."
I just nodded.
"I would like to have David see our chiropractor, and have him look at David's neck and hips. I would then like one of our therapists start him on fascial stretch therapy. Think of the skin of a sausage. The fascial is the tissue which surrounds your muscles. When you are injured this tissue becomes constricted, and prevents you from preforming at your best.
"The stretch therapy will help do several things," Dr. Hollings said and started ticking off the benefits. "Improve your posture, reduce the risk of injury, improve your strength, improve performance, reduce muscle soreness, decrease stress, and even improve sexual performance."
Dad rolled his eyes at me when I sat up straighter as Dr. Hollings finished saying the last one. I made arrangements to stay and get the first two things taken care of. Tomorrow I would meet with two coaches, to help me with both baseball and football.
I was done with the chiropractor and therapist by one that afternoon. I was scheduled to do a shoot for Jade starting at three o'clock. I took Dad to a Chicago hot dog stand, and we both got combos: Italian beef and sausage sandwiches. We thought we'd died and gone to heaven. Over lunch, I told Dad about the Ridgemoor Country Club. He wanted to see it, so I called Jack and let Dad talk to him. He agreed to call them so Dad could get a tour of their facilities. Dad said that if he did the tour he could write off the trip as a business expense.
I sent text messages to Sarah and Kendal to let them know when I would be at the studio Ford arranged for the shoot. They let me know Kendal would drive Sarah over. Jade had used Sarah in several shoots, last summer. I think she was hoping they would want her again today.
The one thing I figured out quickly was that parking was a pain in the you know what in Chicago. If I hadn't just come from the suburbs, I would have just taken a cab. I hoped Kendal was smart enough not to try and drive over. I finally double parked in front of the studio, and ran in to find out where I could leave my Jeep. They directed me to a garage, six blocks away. It doesn't sound like much, but city blocks are much longer than regular blocks.
Sarah and Kendal were smarter than I was. I saw them get out of their cab when I was still half a block away. Sarah saw me and they waited for me to catch up. We were early, which surprised the photographer. They sent me back to start getting ready. There was a second chair for the female model, who wasn't here yet, so Sarah sat down to talk to me.
"I had a long talk with Harper this morning. I think we misread what happened."
"I talked to my Uncle last night and he told me the same thing. Let me guess. The guy was a good friend and the girl was a bitch and Harper was trying to protect us," I offered.
"That's everything, except Alex ended up hitting on her. She said she was glad you weren't there to kick his ass. She let him down gently, but he now knows she is with you. She was a little pissed you didn't sit with them last night, but she understands.
"On another topic, she is working to find somewhere where the two of you can spend some time together," Sarah said and then laughed when she saw me blush.
"I would never have guessed I could get that reaction out of you."
The photographer and Tiffany, my Ford agent, both came back to find us goofing off.
"The other model is running late," Tiffany told us being Captain Obvious.
I just smiled. Sarah nudged me.
"Last summer Sarah worked with me with Jade in New York. She could fill in until the other model shows up," I suggested.
Tiffany gave me a dirty look. The photographer was okay with it, once he looked Sarah over. I could tell Tiffany wasn't happy, but her model had put her in a bind. I guessed they thought I wouldn't show up on time, so it wouldn't be a big deal. I didn't want to be doing this shoot into the late night, so I wanted to get things moving.
We had been shooting for over an hour when the other model showed up. I think her seeing Sarah working with me was a wake-up call. To the girl's credit, she didn't get mad. She just went and got ready. She came out and Sarah stepped off set to allow her to take over. The photographer liked Sarah's look for certain things and Linda's for others. He got permission to use them both, and Jade agreed to pay them for a full day's work. We even did some shots with just the two of them, and a few with all three of us.
Tiffany was all smiles when we finished at eight that evening. She wanted to reward us by taking us out to dinner. I called Harper, and we all went to a converted fire station close to The Loop. They had mashed potatoes done fifty different ways. I tried their blue cheese variety, and really liked them. Harper went with chipotle. Neither one of us was a big fan of that. I think she ate most of mine!
Harper and I were back on a strong footing. Once we talked about it, we were both glad we hadn't said anything stupid to the other. We vowed in the future to talk, if we had any concerns. It was almost mature. I still had an issue with Harper taking to something and then leaving me, but I would get over it.
Tuesday April 21I arranged to be at STIC at seven in the morning, so I could get my chiropractor and therapy stretching sessions out of the way.
I met with my baseball trainer first. We were going to work on my pitching, today. He had a catcher, who turned out to be on the White Sox as a backup. He was also here today to get worked on. He'd volunteered to help me this morning. They had me warm up, and then they started videoing me. I will give Donnie credit. He didn't comment on my new pitching style.
John, my volunteer catcher's only comment was I would be hard to hit. Donnie wanted to see me after I worked out with my football coach, so we could go over what he found on the video.
The football coach had me throw all my passes as he videotaped me. Connor then took me into the weight room and had me lift. They wanted me to increase the strength of my back and lats. My assessment had shown my stomach was stronger than my sides and back. They wanted to balance my core, to help prevent injury. They also felt if I gained muscle, I could better take the hits.
I then went to see Donnie. He showed me all my tells, which were signs of what I throwing before I threw my pitches. Once you saw them, it was easy to hit me if my opponents ever figured them out. I was not happy when I saw how bad it was. He then had a long talk with me about my style of pitching. He told me with my height, I was not suited to pitch the way Shiggy had me doing it. I was missing out on power by not using my length to whip the ball. He felt if we could convert me back to a normal pitching style, I would pick up as much as five mile per hour on my fastball.
Donnie also wanted me to play summer ball. He suggested American Legion baseball. He felt I could be a top prospect if I worked at it. I needed to just play. I think I remember some football coaches telling me the same thing. I wondered when I would have time to do both.
I met Kendal and Adrienne at the Chicago Yacht Club. We were doing a print ad for a new men's cologne called Sea Mist. The photographer wanted to get shots of the Chicago skyline from the deck of a sail boat. I was excited about going sailing until they had me stand on the bow and we slammed down, causing a spray of Lake Michigan water to soak me – it was really cold. Our photographer thought I looked great as we headed directly into the waves so we could maximize the amount of water the boat would send flying as it cut through the chop.
When my lips turned blue, they finally let me go below decks, to warm up. What a mistake that was. I was fine until I couldn't see the horizon. The boat was rocking, and I closed my eyes only for a moment. I had never experienced seasickness before. I thought it was just something made up. How could you get sick from the motion of a boat? It felt like my inner ear was completely off, causing me to be dizzy. I felt my stomach warble a little song of distress, which had me concerned. I decided I might want to get myself to the head before I had an accident.
I think the bathroom was smaller than one you find on an airplane, because my shoulders actually touched the walls on each side. The boat swayed in an unpredictable directions and I started to feel claustrophobic in my confined space. I felt bile creep up my throat, and my mouth suddenly filed with saliva. Neither was a good sign. I began to giggle at the absurdity of it all. Adrienne talked me into doing higher paying gigs. If I had stuck with working with Mr. Hill, I would be in a nice warm studio, right now. Instead I was trying to keep from gagging as I went into shock from hypothermia.
I will remember the next few moments the rest of my life. I heard our Captain call out Coming about! and the boat suddenly tilted to the side and we slammed into a wave at the same time. I felt like I was on the set of Star Academy as our space ship was rocked. I stumbled as my stomach had finally had enough. I threw up so hard I shot spaghetti out of my nose! That might have been fine, but I was spewing vomit like a bad Monte Python skit. I was hearing the famous phrase the waiter uttered before the customer had spewed. Just a wafer thin mint sir!
Somehow my stomach managed to turn itself inside out, and shoot its contents all over the coffin of a bathroom I was trapped in. When I finally stopped long enough to inspect the damage I started to gag again when a long string of wet mess strung down from the ceiling. It hung for what seemed like an eternity then snapped free as it landed on my cheek.
I woke up and ran with Peggy. We hadn't talked on Sunday as she had some family thing to do. I soon found out that she had more calls than I did. We had run for almost a mile when she said something that brought me to a dead stop. "David, I didn't realize what dating you involved. I think I need to break-up with you ... almost before we start dating," she said and then looked back to see where I was. "You're kidding me, right?" I asked hopefully. "No. I need to think this out...
Tami and I drove to Lexington Kentucky to visit my friend John Phillips in the hospital. He had torn his Achilles tendon stepping off a curb. We decided to take the scenic route, so we could drive by horse farms in the area. The windows were down and you could hear the distinctive grumble and whine of the Charger as it ate up the miles. I was amazed Tami hadn't gotten a ticket yet, but she seemed to have a sixth sense as to where the police were. I was about to drop off into a nap when Tami...
Tami and I had arrived in Columbus the night before, because the football staff wanted to show us around before sign in at eleven that morning. We were directed to the Woody Hayes Athletic Center. The facilities had been originally built in the late 80s. Recently they did an almost twenty million dollar upgrade and expansion. If there was a better football facility in the country, I wanted to see it. Tami and I went to reception to meet our guide who turned out to be a guy that looked like...
By lunch, word of Peggy and me no longer dating was all anyone wanted to talk about. I had grabbed Yuri when he saw Peggy and Mitch holding hands. My little Russian tough guy had to be convinced I was okay with it. I appreciated he would be willing to deal with something like that. Peggy nodded to me to say thanks. Luckily, Mitch was none the wiser. I walked into lunch late, because I'd had to fend off Lisa Felton. She'd gotten it in her head I should take her to the Valentine's Dance on...
When I got to school, Tracy was waiting for me. She gave Peggy a hip check to let her know she wanted to talk to me alone. Peggy gave me a kiss, and left for her locker. "I need your help," Tracy said. I just raised an eyebrow. "You have to yell at the freshmen. They think it was cute, touching you at the dance. They don't know how quickly they can destroy their reputations. Piper is already having problems." "I think I can handle that. I wasn't happy they were grabbing...
Tracy had another breakdown, mid-week. Her depression didn't seem to be getting any better. Tom talked to me, and there was talk where she would drop out of school for a semester and get some extensive treatment. He never came out and said it, but I suspected they were worried she might do something stupid. I had gone over to see her Thursday night, but she was asleep. I never got a chance to talk to her. One unexpected result from last Saturday night, was Brit's new bodyguards: her...
I was packed and ready to go to camp. The plan was for Tami to pick me up to take me to the airport. I had loved up on Duke, and explained I would only be gone a few days. I was surprised when Harper walked in the back door. I didn't ask any questions until we were in the car. "Where's Tami?" I asked. "She'll see you when you get back. You get to talk to me on the way to the airport." "Okay, what am I talking to you about?" "My job is to talk you out of being Tami's boyfriend....
Today was the beginning of one of the most important weeks of my football future. The camp was being held at Nike's Corporate Campus, in Beaverton, Oregon. Beaverton was located just seven miles from downtown Portland. I woke up with an uneasy stomach, which was a good sign. It meant I was ready. All I needed now was to puke, and I was good to go. Tami was in my bed and I watched her sleep. I was still confused about us having sex last week. There was something in the back of my mind trying...
I got up to run and was stretching in the drive when Peggy came out our back door. She had a big meet on Wednesday for Districts. If she did well, there, she was going to State. She came up to me and gave me a kiss. "I want to say thank you, again," she said. "You need to thank Mom. She's the one that did it," I said. Peggy had slept nearly fifteen hours Saturday night and Sunday. Mom finally woke her up so they could go to lunch, after Mom returned from church. After lunch, Mom sat...
It was good to be home, and to sleep in my own bed. I was sick of dorm and hotel beds. You just seem to sleep better at home. I was also happy to see Duke. You would have thought I'd been gone for years by the way he acted when I got home. I would have to a talk with Brit and Precious about what they had done to my poor boy. As I walked down the stairs to go run, I went through a mental checklist of what I needed to do before I left for my last football camp. I wanted to get the oil changed...
I was kissed awake. "You're so cute when you sleep," Nancy said as she ran her fingers through my hair. I looked at the clock. There was an hour before my alarm was to go off. I grinned, having an idea why she had awakened me. "Good morning, Sunshine. Why are you so happy this morning?" "Because my man was so good to me last night I couldn't see sending him off to the salt mines without a little loving," she almost purred. I rewarded her by giving her a deep soulful kiss. Nancy...
I had called Peggy last night and we arranged to run this morning. She explained that since I was now dating her, I should come pick her up. That was why I found myself jogging up to her house. Mr. Pratt was coming out the back door to go to work. "Morning," I said in way of a greeting. "I want to talk to you," he said in an unfriendly way. I just stopped, and tried to figure out what his deal was. "Who do you think you are taking my daughter out and getting her drunk?" he...
I was on my way to the airport with Kendal. We were going to be gone for a four day weekend to finish up the on-site work for the movie. Our destination was the Northwest Territories. We would be staying in the small town of Yellowknife. It was called The Gateway to the North. I was excited about finishing up my portion of the movie. There would be some big chase and fight scenes that would allow me to use my newly acquired gun skills. Craig had called me earlier in the week and told me he...
Duke and I walked out my backdoor to run, when he darted into the backyard to do his business. I heard the low rumble of him growling, so I decided to go investigate. I found Precious guarding something, something furry. Oh Dear Lord, she caught one of Duke's squirrels. You have to understand, there was a sacred bond between dog and squirrel. It was the squirrel's job to torment the dog by bouncing around and then running up trees. The squirrel then twitches its tail and chirped at the...
Tami: I saw David as he walked out of the terminal and into the pick-up area. I waved, and when he saw me he gave me one of his dazzling smiles. I was sometimes amazed I knew this boy who was in all the magazines. I'd not been prepared for how good-looking he had become. He had really grown into a sexy young man. Before the summer of his growth spurt, he had been a slightly pudgy nerd. David was now six-four and a hunk. He had a lean, muscular build and a noticeable bulge in his loose...
When we got up, Nancy and I walked to the main house so I could say goodbye to everyone. We all had breakfast together, and they told me their plans for the day. Devin was taking them all horseback riding in the morning. In the afternoon, the guys were going to watch football bowl games. The girls were going to go to another movie. I caught a ride with Sandy to the airport, after Nancy gave me a kiss or three. It was a bittersweet ending to the vacation. I liked her a lot, but we were in...
When I went to school this morning I had an extra bounce in my step. I had a girl whom I loved, my movie obligations were done, for now, and best of all was baseball tryouts started today. I was excited about this season. We were finally going to get to play varsity ball. The other thing I noticed was they had broken ground on the new Field House. They planned on having it done by the start of the coming school year, next August. I could hardly wait to be able to use it. Dad was also...
Tim, Kim and Pam had been invited to Tracy's lake house for the day. There wasn't going to be a repeat of our last trip, because her parents were coming. The five of us played on the Jet Water Board all morning. Pam taught us some tricks she had learned skateboarding. I was going to New Orleans next week for a Range Sports shoot, and they planned on filming all afternoon with me on the Jet Water Board. Naturally, I was trying to learn everything I could. Sandy told me the more wild things...
Spring had arrived in our sleepy little town. Mom's tulips were in full bloom, and the trees were greening up. I was taking in the signs of change of season as I saw my first robin. It was predicted to be in the low 60s this weekend. I was looking forward to the warmer weather, because we had our baseball tournament. Lincoln High lost their first game on Wednesday. Our record stood at 7 – 1. I had started three games and my record was 2 – 0 with a 1.37 ERA. Justin was also 2 – 0 with a 2.43...
When I went to school in morning, I had an extra bounce in my step. I had a girl whom I loved, my movie obligations were done for now, and best of all, we would play our first baseball game this week. I had just finished lifting with Wolf, when Jeff came in. "Moose posted the varsity team on his door." Wolf and I followed Jeff, and checked the list. Varsity – Starters (batting order) (8) Tim Foresee – Catcher (4) Wolf Tam – 1st Base / Right Field (5) Mike Herndon – 2nd Base / Pitcher (3)...
Finals week! Just the whisper of that phrase caused the brightest of students to tremble. I sat at our lunch table and watched everyone lose their minds. I had never seen such stage fright since I was twelve, and had to piss off the back of my uncle's fishing boat, while everyone watched. This was ridiculous. We had all survived finals before. I didn't understand why everyone was suddenly freaked out. Being a man of action, I needed to solve this. "You're all a bunch of wimps," I...
I was beginning to understand the meaning of the word entourage. I was a little embarrassed when I saw how many people were boarding the plane to New Orleans for my Range Sports photo shoot. From Ford modeling I had Tiffany, my agent, and Deb Thomas, their Vice President of Talent Development for their Chicago office. Deb arranged to join us, because she wanted to talk to Devin and Sandy Range about their corporate relationship. It had been on shaky ground ever since our shoots in the UK,...
I'd gone out with Peggy Sunday night to celebrate her coming in third at State on Saturday. Mitch had come in second for the boys. She admitted he'd tried to hit on her again, and I was free to kick his ass. I saw him in the parking lot before school about the same time he saw me coming, and made it inside before I caught him. Peggy gave me a reward for being her hero. The kiss was nice, but she was still confused. She asked why all the varsity cheerleaders flirted with me, while we talked...
After living in the Netherlands for 33 years I was ready for a big change. I had been toying withthe idea of moving to another country to get away from the stress of it all for a while.I had girlfriends in the Netherlands. Wives.I had one nighters and 2 nighters. I wasn't doing bad for myself.But, there was something missing on the girl side. I love variety. I think I've been withevery kind of girl I COULD be with in the Netherlands. I started thinking about other countries.Other girls. Other...
I went to lunch and found Wayne and Ray at our table, again. This time they had been invited. I had gotten to know them over the past few days. Wayne had been a snot, at first, but soon learned that I could kick his ass (mostly due to Cassidy's teaching). Once that was established, he was a much nicer guy. I was less happy to see Maggie was back, and unfortunately nothing had changed on that front. I still felt she was too young, and I was not interested in letting her practice her games on...
Bikini Beach: Spring Break By Elrod W Stan and Chuck were still wiping their hands as they emerged from the restroom. They moved slowly; from the fatigued look in their eyes, one would correctly guess that they'd been awake for a very long time. Jack stood up behind the windshield, peering at the two. "Come on, guys! Time's a-wastin'." He slid back behind the steering wheel of his Camaro convertible, a sleek midnight blue car suited for a young man. Right now, however, it looked...
As the new school year progressed Ron assigned the two eager for more power beavers to put together an assertive classroom management program. Jill and Kelly were given the curriculum review challenge. It quickly became evident one after school work session per week with the four of them would make little progress. Half of Alaina's weekly free periods she met with Kelly to work on their project. Jill found herself giving up her free periods to work with Kelly and Ron Freeman conducting a...
Peggy and I walked up to the front of the school. Pam saw me and hurried over. She didn't look happy. "Tracy withdrew from school," she blurted out. "Okay, I take it she is in treatment," I said. "Her parents took her, Friday. She is in a depression treatment center." "What can we do to help?" Peggy asked. "I don't know. I wish there was something," Pam said. "Have you talked to her or her parents?" I asked. "I talked to Mary for a minute. They were a little busy, so I...
I did get some research done for my thesis Sunday morning. The only reason I could concentrate on it was because it was about the show. It was a relief to be able to look at numbers regarding the show instead of looking at content. CEN wasn't making a fortune off the show. It turns out that the ratings for the first week were weak. We'd find out our second week ratings on Tuesday. I wondered how much we paid for the vital statistical information we got from this company. Donna was in charge...
by Quiver Author's Note & Disclaimer: This is my first attempt at a first person narrative. But I figured this would be a good candidate for it, because this story is actually based on a true story from my past! Some identifying and personal details have been altered, but overall this is a surprisingly accurate recounting of some true events. This story contains graphic depictions of sexual activity and is intended to be read only by adults of legal age in legal contexts. All characters...
(episode 6)Over the Christmas Holidays after that hike in the mountains I hooked up with Jennifer two more times and we decided that we would see each other exclusively. Once back in Athens, I found myself spending most nights at Jennifer’s apartment that she shared with her best friend, Brittany. I found myself experiencing sex on a regular basis over the next several weeks and it was absolutely fantastic. That winter semester I pledged the fraternity that mt friends Nick and Bob were in and...
College SexIt was my senior year of high school, spring break, and I was sitting in my seat preparing myself for my first flight south of the border. A lot of firsts were going to happen this spring break, actually.My varsity soccer team had qualified for an international invitational tournament in Mexico. It happened to coincide with our school's spring break, which meant that we were going to get to spend an entire week living it up in Campeche, on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico. And, with the approval...
TrueVolume I – Exposing Cindy: Spring Break Chapter one: setting the context I was raised in the Midwest, Ohio to be precise, and my move to south Louisiana, to attend college, was a culture shock of biblical proportions for me. I arrived on the LSU campus, an innocent 17-year-old product of an ‘all-girls Catholic school’, quite naïve and a bit overwhelmed. I had received a partial academic scholarship to attend Louisiana State, which made this my lowest cost option to get a college education. I...
ExhibitionismIt felt good to be home for the week. I didn't have to fly out to Oregon for the Elite 11 camp until Saturday night. Of course, that was the same day as my birthday, and also Uncle John and Bonnie's wedding. Last year Beth had staged a Birthday Week that would be hard to top. She had introduced me to a different girl each day. The kicker was the blindfold ... now that was fantasy. I wasn't planning on trying to top that, because I had Bo Harrington in town. He was preparing for the Elite...
"Get up! Get up! Get up!" Kara shouted as she ran into my room and bounced on my bed. I think somebody was a little over excited for six-thirty in the morning. Of course somebody had flown in from Italy, and her internal clock was messed up. I guess I should feel lucky that I got to sleep this late. "Should we go wake everyone up?" I asked getting into the spirit of things. She nodded with a gleam in her eye. I got up and went to put on my boxers. "No, let's go naked and wake them...
I opened the door to my apartment to let Duke out. I was surprised when he went towards the back of the garage, like he was stalking something. I had a mission though, so I let him have his fun. Mom bought doughnuts yesterday. She always bought us two each and only two Bavarian Creams. Dad and I had made a game of hiding them, because they were our favorites. We both knew we were not allowed to eat them, because Mom explained what would happen if we did. As I walked across the front of the...
The best fun I’ve ever had was during vacation. Ever notice that when they show Spring Break videos featuring college students having fun, they almost never show black students? That’s messed up, you know. I guess that’s why my friends and I decided to make our own black-themed Spring Break video. Show the world they were wrong and display once and for all the fact that black male and black female college students can get down with the best of thing. After all, I’m pretty sure our ancestors...
We were pretty somber the day after the party. Sheriff Donaldson called to say that Cathy had definitely been drugged, but that she would be all right since we'd alerted him about her condition. Brenda came to collect Dawn first thing in the morning and they went to visit their friend in the hospital. We sat at the table wondering if we could have or should have done something more or different. Both girls were a bit more reserved when we met in class. Cathy gave me a whispered, "Thank you....
"I don't want to go," Danielle said defiantly. After our food chemistry exam Wednesday, the triplets had come out to the ranch to run their next experiment in French cooking and I decided to join them. I'd made a stop when we got home to go to Theresa's and play with the babies. Of course, at three months, playtime mostly meant holding my son in my arms while Theresa and I talked. Doreen had only two months off and had gone back to work after Valentine's Day. Theresa had taken on the...
Coach Hope called me before I went to church. He wanted to talk to me, and my parents, before he made his final decision about what to do with the drinking issue from last night. We had agreed to go to Granny's for a late breakfast, after Mom and I came back from church. When we walked in, Granny spotted me. She made a big fuss about my chin and thought I needed a cinnamon roll to make it better. "I see why you come here," Mom chided me. Before I could respond, the Hope family joined us....
I truly enjoyed my Sunday morning. I didn't have anything to do except go to church with Mom. I even skipped running, and slept in causing Mom to have to wake me up. Church was a little bit of a mad house with everyone wanting to talk about the football game. I was dismayed when I was noted for helping during the storm as part of the sermon. It had not been done it to gain notoriety. I had done it for the pies. None of us felt like cooking brunch, so we went to Granny's. My day got even...
Bonnie, Tina, and Denise had been dreaming of Spring Break all winter long, and now it was finally here. They were juniors in college and, as such, all finally able to legally drink. They had planned for over a year and managed to rent a three-bedroom condo online using Bonnie’s older brother Joe’s name and credit card. Joe was twenty-nine and happy to help the girls out. He remembered how much it sucked being too young to rent a hotel or a car when he was Bonnie’s age and had relied on an...
College SexSophomore year is an interesting year for most students, in that this is their first really independent year, at least academically speaking. Not in lifestyle, of course, since that occurs freshman year. Freshman year is a huge change for the average college student. For the vast majority that are now living away from home for the first time, this is a massive culture shock. They are now treated as adults and need to learn discipline quickly. Mommy and Daddy are no longer going to be there to...
We kept up our same rhythm until Spring Break. Sylvia and I decided to stay at the college, while Jay and Valerie both went home. Sylvia moved into my room and we only got dressed to go to the dining hall. The dorm was mostly empty, so we fucked everywhere we could. It got warm one day so we spent the day at the pool. I was required to swim nude, and Sylvia chose to do the same. We met a couple of girls there that neither of us knew. They were admiring my uncut cock and asked Sylvia if it was...
We kept up our same rhythm until Spring Break. Sylvia and I decided to stay at the college, while Jay and Valerie both went home. Sylvia moved into my room and we only got dressed to go to the dining hall. The dorm was mostly empty, so we fucked everywhere we could. It got warm one day so we spent the day at the pool. I was required to swim nude, and Sylvia chose to do the same. We met a couple of girls there that neither of us knew. They were admiring my uncut cock and asked Sylvia if it was...
BisexualSPRING BREAKI love going to Spring Break ever since I was a freshman in college. I also love fucking well hung black men since I discovered them in my sophomore year. It was during my second Spring Break that I combined them and never looked back. Getting married, I never kept any secrets from my husband who full well knew that during my college years I had a big thing for well hung black studs, especially young ones that could go all night. We are both white, 30 years old and straight. ...
Mary and Tracy were spoiled sisters. They were pretty young blond girls who were sluts in college fucking anyone and everyone who made a pass at them. Their mother knew that. She had caught them with the red headed paper boy when they were twelve and thirteen. Tracy had her blouse off and her panties were down around her ankles. The paper boy was sucking her little breasts and Mary was undressed masturbating her pussy watching. She did not scold the girls. She took them to the doctor and put...
Group SexI count our blessings at Crete, with my bred babes all four due to deliver some time in early SpringI count our blessings of making lots of money in Autumn, servicing at the I count our built-up income and ask our mighty Mama to propose a proper place for all us, for all SpringI count our built-up experiences gathered: well integrated into the local Crete community, Mom thanks!I go with Grandma on an inspection tour of several nearby premises, finding a villa with a view at the seaI go with...
It's Spring Break. The women in the Our Bodies Ourselves group have gone to Ft. Lauderdale FL. Well, not everyone. My name's Dave, I'm Susan's boyfriend. Is it OK to say that? It's not OK for me to call her my girlfriend, she's my womyn friend. Oh, well. Susan, Charlene and Katie's Gyrlfriend Allyson have all gone to FL. (I guess it is OK for two lesbians to call each other gyrlfriend. At least if they do it with each other.) I guess Susan thought it would be safe to leave me on my own...
Usually, Marilyn could study better at Andy’s than at the house. Sure, they made love before getting down to work, and on Saturdays she cooked a meal. When they did sit down to study, though, his example kept her studying longer and with fewer breaks than the constant coming and going of the study room allowed. Even if he said nothing, even when he didn’t know what she was studying, Andy’s presence seemed to communicate, “Studying for tomorrow afternoon? You should have that done and be...
Spring Break by captv8td [email protected] 1Spring break couldn’t have come soon enough for Anna. School was hard this semester and most of her courses were boring. It had been a grueling two months and she needed a break. She and her friend, Amy, were finally free.The two girls had planned the road trip at the beginning of the semester and now they were on their way to Arizona where Amy had an aunt and uncle. They planned on staying with the relatives and working on their tans...
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 20, 1991 I woke up long before my alarm clock was set to go off, feeling sick to my stomach. The anguish was physical, not just emotional. The events from the night before played out in my head while I considered what to do. I hadn’t missed a school day for being sick in years. And if I did call in sick, I couldn’t participate in any sport or activity that day. That meant missing the Homecoming game and the dance. The idea didn’t really seem so bad at first, but a larger...
Note: not my story, but a good one...My freshman year in college I got the chance to go to spring break with a group that was mainly seniors and juniors. I didn't know it at the time but it was probably because I had a car. We were having a great time taking over the streets of Palm Springs, and generally being drunken maniacs. I was hanging with Steve, Bruce and Sheila, and I got IDed going into a bar. I think Steve and Bruce would have passed on going in, but Sheila wanted to check out the...
FRIDAY, March 10 2006 — SOUTH BEACH, MIAMI, FLORIDA "Oh look Mandy," I cried as we turned left off 5th Street onto Ocean Drive and saw the white capped blue waves breaking on the famous beach to our right, while on our left the architectural splendor of the Art Deco district flashed by. I could feel the excitement of Ellie and Crystal behind me as Mandy slowed her red A-6, as engrossed by the passing scenery as the rest of us. "There it is!" Ellie screamed in my ear, her arm pointing...
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...
Being yesterday’s hero took some getting used to. Cole Reynolds was no longer the star quarterback. No, at the tender age of eighteen, he was a has-been, already looking back with nostalgia at those thrilling Friday nights on the gridiron, sharing the heat of battle with his loyal teammates, cheered on by his adoring fans. But life goes on, and for him that meant getting through his last semester at Damascus High, applying for college and keeping himself in shape to perhaps play college ball....
Spring BreakChapter 1: The VideosIt all began the spring of my first year in college. Spring break was a week away, and my friends were planning a road trip to florida for the week. Seeing as how I was completely broke, I couldn't go with them, and was forced to spend the week at home with my mom. I figured I could at least watch some Girls Gone Wild, maybe feel like it was really spring break. I was pissed that my friends would be getting so much action, while I sat at home and played scrabble...
My hands held the back of her head in place, her nose was pressedagainst my stomach, my cock slid down her velvety throat and all I could think of was how glad I was that I had jerked off earlier in the day. She was so good at giving head that it was almost scary. I was glad I took care of my own business earlier, fore if I had not, I would have shot my thick load down to the caverns of her belly long ago, ending what was turning out to be the greatest night of my life. Her name is Marcy, she...
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