Return from Sally IslandChapter 10
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Sally didn't call me back until 1:30 Saturday afternoon. "I got in so late," she explained, yawning into the phone. "I was just exhausted!"
"Did you have a good time?" I asked.
"Oh, yes! It was amazing! Oh, Brian, you were so right about my needing to meet new people! Gregory is — well, he's just — remarkable. I wish you could meet him! Maybe we should all get together sometime!"
"Yeah. That'd be fantastic."
I could hardly fucking wait.
"You sound strange, Brian. Are you okay?"
"I'm just — remarkable."
"Do you want to hear more about my evening? Greg has this beautiful little car! It's a convertible! And it's..."
"God, Sally, I would never have believed that you of all people could be impressed so easily just because some guy is driving a fancy car! I mean, we can't all tool around in a fucking Porsche!"
"What is this 'tool around?'" Sally wanted to know.
"It's just slang. It means, like, driving around — maybe fast."
"How did you know that Greg had a Porsche?" Sally asked.
"Uh. I knew because you said so. You said he had this beautiful little Porsche."
"No I didn't. You said it was a Porsche. I didn't even remember the kind of car it was until you mentioned it. But I think you are correct. It was a Porsche."
"Well, I guess I must have heard about it somewhere. Maybe Alicia mentioned it. She's his sister, right? That's a pretty special car — even for a medical student from Stanford!"
"You were spying on me?"
"Spying? Of course not! Why would I do that?"
"I cannot imagine," she said.
"Spying on you! That's ridiculous!"
"Do you have lots of the school work this weekend?" Sally said.
"Not so much that we couldn't get together!" I said.
"I'm afraid that I am very late with my paper for History 101," she said. "But I miss you! Maybe we can get together during the week?"
"Sure!" I said, my spirits rising.
"How about Wednesday evening?" she said. "We could go out for dinner."
"Great!" I said.
Wednesday evening meant that by the time I saw Sally again, we'd have been apart for more than ten days! That was a new world's record! I think the previous record had been maybe three days.
I was losing her!
Wednesday evening finally arrived and when I picked Sally up at her dorm, I brought an enormous box of chocolates. Flowers won't do the job very well for a woman living in a dormitory, but candy! You can feed and impress the other women on your date's floor. I guess it was Sally's first such gift, and she reacted with a gratifying level of enthusiasm.
Maybe I hadn't lost her.
Yet.
I was attentive at dinner and doing my level best to make Sally remember all the good times we had enjoyed together that summer. I kept up the eye contact, held her hand, under the table or on the table, and generally made an ass out of myself, looking and acting like an adolescent on his first date.
Sally didn't seem to mind. If anything, she seemed to enjoy the extra attention.
"Do you suppose you could come over tonight — to the apartment?" I said as I was signing for the check.
"For a little while," she said. "But I cannot spend the night."
"That's OK," I said. "But I've missed you! But at least we'll have the weekend!"
"Well, not really," Sally said. "I was going to tell you. I — have another date. For Friday."
"But ... Friday's always been our night to be together!" I said.
"Yes, of course," she said coolly, "but here on the campus Friday night is 'Date Night.' It's the most logical time to get together with people, socially. And I've met the most interesting man!"
"Not Gregory?"
"Oh, Greg is very interesting also," Sally said, seeming to warm to the subject. "Greg is — quite a remarkable fellow! But my date for Friday — oh, my! He is what the girls in the dormitory call 'a hunk!'"
"A hunk?"
"Oh, yes! His name is Alberto Gonzalez. He is from Peru! He is on the football — no, not the football — what is it called? The soccer! He is on the University's soccer team! He is a wonderful football — soccer — player!"
Sally giggled. "Alicia says that he is a 'sixty minute man!'"
"So — you won't be seeing me this weekend?"
"Oh, Brian! I want to! Perhaps we can have a late lunch on Saturday. I could call you, if I don't get up too late. Or we could have — what is it called? The Sunday brunch!"
When school started for both of us in the early fall, Sally was ready. She had her new laptop computer and knew how to use it. She'd rapidly mastered touch-typing and the intricacies of Microsoft Word, and in a pinch she could do research on-line. She took to dormitory life like a young woman who'd grown up with her normal allotment of pajama parties and Friday night football. She was twenty, going on seventeen. But it wasn't Friday night football she was going head for when each school...
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When I got back with an extremely optimistic supply of condoms, I was pleased and gratified to see that Sally had gotten up, re-made her bed, and freshened her body with still-another shower. She had then arranged herself attractively in the center of the bed to wait for me, wearing only a smile. It was to be her first experience with condoms. Evidently, her bunny-like parents hadn't felt the need for birth control while on their private world in the South Pacific. But Sally knew the basics...
The flight to Honolulu was uneventful and I found myself thanking Providence that Sally's message had been received in early summer, at the most opportune time for me to respond to it personally. In the fall, I would be commencing my third and final year of law school at Stanford. But at this moment, I had at least nine weeks of freedom, during which I could pursue this quest. I can't deny that I was excited at the prospect. No navigator, I had nonetheless equipped myself with the finest...
At Sally's suggestion, we met for an early dinner at a popular restaurant just off the Stanford campus. We'd beaten the Saturday-night date crowd. It was too early for me to be very hungry, but dinner wasn't as important as talking to Sally –- alone and at length. "Baby, I don't want to share you with anybody!" I told her. "What? What happened to 'meeting other people?'" "Sally, I can't stand this! I'm in love with you! I'm crazy in love with you, and when you started dating...
"You're going to do it, then?" she said. "Oh, yeah! I've tried my best to talk you out of it, but I failed. We can apologize to each other later." "You won't have to apologize!" she said, positioning herself smack in the middle of the big bed. "You won't be sorry!" "No, I won't," I agreed, stripping off my shirt and my shorts and my overstretched Jockeys. "Fuck me!" she cried. Had she read that in one of her mother's romantic novels? "I will!" I said, but first, I...
Sally returned my call me at 3 p.m. Saturday. I got the yawn-in-my-ear again. Must have been a late night. "I was hoping we could get together," I said. "That would be great," Sally said. She sounded like she really meant it, so I forged ahead. "How about dinner tonight? And then you could stay over." "I don't know, Brian. Lots of homework." "What is it? History? English? I could help you with it. I'm a whiz. I know my history. And I speak English like a native." "It's...
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