by H. M. Montes
Just as he was getting out of the pickup his cell phone rang, I could hear a guy on the other end. Lance shook his head, “Are you fucking serious? Just call the cops because if I have to come over there she is really going to hate me. Is she fucking high or drunk…fine I’ll be there in a few.” He said then hung up. “Chass, I have to go take care of some stuff, Carey is at the house bawling and throwing shit out of my room, demanding they tell her where I’m at and who I’m with. I’m so sorry I really wanted to spend more time with you.” He told me as we walked to the dorm building, once inside the building his cell phone rang again but he ignored it.
We stood in front of my door, “Thank you for supper, this was a nice date.” I told him with a smile. He gave me a smile then leaned down and kissed me on the lips, bringing his hands up he cupped my face and deepened the kiss. He pushed me against the door as our tongues circled each other’s. His cell phone ringing again broke our kiss, with his forehead resting against mine he pulled his phone out.
“What?” he said through gritted teeth, then kissed my lips again. “She’s WHAT?” he practically yelled then stepped away from me. “Okay, I’ll be there in a minute.” He said then hung up. He bent down and kissed me hard again, “She is now setting some of my clothes on fire in the front yard. So I have to go get her under control.” He said.
I laughed, actually laughed, “Oh my god she really is psycho isn’t she?” I asked.
“You have no idea.” He grumbled, then kissed me again, “I’ll call you tomorrow maybe we can go out to the back to school party at the bar.” He said. I nodded my head as he turned and walked away.
When I got inside, I stripped down and put on my yoga pants and a t-shirt. It was too late to call my mom back, so I decided I would watch TV for a little bit and wait for Asher to get home. I text to see if she was actually going to stay the night at our dorm tonight, she text me back and told me that I needed to get dressed so we could go to the mall to find something to wear tomorrow night. Before I could even reply she was walking in the dorm room,
“Get up let’s go shopping.”
“Uhm it’s like ten thirty at night I’m sure the mall is closed.”
“Nope they stay open until one in the morning, so let’s go.” She said as she walked over to me and pulled me off the couch. I slipped my flip flops on, pulled my hair into a pony tail, and followed her out the door.
She turned to me,” We have to take your car, mine has a flat tire”. I turned around went back in the room and got my car keys, she held her hand out, I laughed “Uh no.” was all I said.
“Gawd, you’re so mean when it comes to that car, you’ve never let me drive it.” She whined and pouted.
“YEP, it’s my baby and nobody else can drive it.” I said with a smile.
On the way to the mall she grabbed my cell phone;
“Hey! What are you doing? Put my phone back!” I yelled at her.
“Nope, I want to see what you and Jet have been saying.” She said as she scrolled through to find his text. She read the last one from him about how Lance and I were giving each other the “fuck me eyes”, and started laughing. “He’s got it bad for you Chass.” She said then typed something out and sent a text.
“WHAT DID YOU JUST TYPE? I swear to god I will pull this car over and push you out, at a slow speed!” I told her almost yelling.
She read what she had sent to him, *Jealous much? Maybe if you weren’t such a damn pussy you would be getting the goods that he’s getting!* I slammed on the breaks and pulled onto the shoulder of the road, I tried to grab my phone from her but she shoved it down her shirt.
“Damn it Asher Lynn give me my fucking phone!” I said then heard it go off with a new text. She pulled it out of her shirt and read his text, *You really expect me to think you’re actually giving him anything besides a severe case of blue balls?* By this point I had given up getting my phone back and pulled back on to the road.
“My god he’s cocky, I have to think of a good come back for that reply.” She said while tapping her bottom lip.
“Asher PLEASE don’t tell him I’m a virgin or anybody for that matter, I really don’t want the entire campus knowing.” I pleaded with her.
She turned and looked at me, “I wouldn’t do that Chass, my god I’m not that mean…OH, I thought of a reply.” Then typed out, *I’m in sports med remember, I know how to take care of many issues. He’s not suffering from anything, but sure has a big smile on his face. We are wrapped around each other watching a movie.* then she hit send.
I was in the middle of giving her details about the date and how as soon as we pulled up to the dorm one of his roommates called and told him Carey was over there going ballistic that he was out on a date. My cell phone went off with another text, *Pretty sure you’re fucking lying, look behind you, that big black semi pulling rig is me and my race team. I know that’s you because of the KS plates.* Asher turned in her seat while I looked in my rear view mirror, “Well son of a bitch.” She said with a smile, the driver flipped his bright lights on and off a few times. So I rolled my window down and flipped him the bird.
We pulled into the mall parking lot and the semi followed us, just as I locked my car I was practically tackled against the door. “So tell me Chass, how’s that cuddle time going? You never did answer my question…Are you not wearing a bra?” Jet asked while looking down at me.
I pushed at his chest, “Seriously, you are a fucking stalker aren’t you?” then I leaned up on my tip toes and whispered in his ear, “No bra, no panties because Lance ripped them off of me.” Then I pushed him away and told Asher to hurry up so we could go inside. Right as we stepped into the mall my phone went off with another text, *You don’t wanna play this game with me Chass, my question has still not been answered. Does his kiss do as much to you as my “not kiss”?* Without missing a beat I replied, *No, his kiss does more!* Asher read what I sent to him and started laughing, “Fire and Gasoline baby! This is going to get interesting!” she said.
We went from clothing store to clothing store, I found a white sundress and a pair of black cowgirl boots that had pink and red roses and hearts stitched into them. I spent way more than I should have but I needed some new clothes to look half way decent in for school and job interviews. I thought that we were done shopping until Asher stopped in front of a hair salon.
I looked at her, “Hair cut time for you?” I asked.
She gave me an evil grin, “Nope, (she said popping the P), it’s wax time for us!” She said then dragged me into the salon. I was hoping she was talking about getting just our eyebrows waxed but unfortunately I knew she was talking about MORE.
Two beautiful oriental ladies walked over to us, “Hello ladies, what can we do for you? We are having a special on “Welcome Back Wax’s” the one lady told us.
“That’s what we will take.” Asher said.
Forty five minutes later we were finally done having almost every damn hair waxed off our bodies in places I swore wax would never touch again. I had a Brazilian wax done one other time and swore that it was my last. The ladies told us to put this special cream on before bed and let it “air dry” over night by the following morning our “skin” would be back to normal. I cussed Asher most of the way back to the dorm, “It wasn’t as bad as the other time, then again the wax didn’t feel like lava this time either. How we could both be allergic to that certain wax is beyond me.” Asher said as we walked into our building.
I threw my bags at the foot of my bed, grabbed a towel and showered. When I got out Asher was looking at my phone laughing, I walked over and yanked it out of her hand, “Seriously! You need to leave my phone alone.” I told her, then looked at what she was laughing at. *Since he was SO good tonight, I just had a WBW done. Do you think he’ll like that?* she had sent to Jet. *Welcome Back Wax eh? Good to know you’re into the kinky shit.* My eyes got big, “Really Asher..REALLY?! I’M A VIRGIN, I don’t know what KINKY shit is, and I hope my first time is enjoyable and n
ot lased with fucking unforgettable pain by some damn stalker!” I whine yelled at her.
She put her arm around me and whispered, “Fire and Gasoline Baby…now go smear that cream on and air dry.” she said then walked out of my bedroom.
The next morning I woke up, and surprisingly I wasn’t sore “down there” from the Welcome Back Wax treatment. I put on my running clothes, and headed for the college track again. With Rihanna’s ‘Where Have You Been’ blaring through my ear buds I stretched then started running laps. I kept looking over my shoulder thinking that Jet would be coming out of nowhere to scare the hell out of me again. I was in a good running rhythm when somebody stepped into stride beside me. I jumped and screamed at first, I looked up to see Lance giving me a weird questioning look.
I pulled my ear buds out, “Jesus you scared me.” I told him with a laugh.
He raised an eyebrow at me, “I can see that, are you always this jumpy?”
“No, I just felt like somebody was getting ready to sneak up on me again.” I told him then started walking.
“Again?” he asked.
“Yeah Jet snuck up on me once.” I told him with a laugh. I needed to change the subject so I asked him about the whole ordeal with Carey last night.
“Well she punched me in the face, (he said pointing to a tiny scratch on his jaw line), because she found out that I was out with you. Don’t feel bad though she hates seeing me even talk to another woman. I’m considering putting a restraining order on her, she’s lost her mind this time.”
I shook my head, “Well I hope she doesn’t think that I’ll take her shit, I can’t stand women like her.” I told him.
He was obviously done talking about her so he changed the subject and asked if I was going out to the club tonight for the Welcome Back party. I blushed thinking of my Welcome Back Wax, “Yeah we are going.” I told him.
“We? As in you and Asher? Or do you have a date?” he asked.
I smiled up at him “Nope, just Asher and I as far as I know, but I’m sure we will see you and Mitch there. Those two can’t stay away from each other for more than a few hours I swear!” We took off running again, my muscles were starting to burn and feel like Jell-O after a few more laps. I fell onto the football field “Am I THAT out of shape?” I said while trying to catch my breath.
Lance laughed then sat down beside me, “You need to stretch or you’re going to start cramping. You’ve ran about ten laps, I think most people would be whining after just one or two.” He told me. I sat up and pulled my feet together to do the butter fly stretch. Lance did the same stretch, I laid back down to stretch my hamstring. “Here let me help,” Lance said then straddled my left leg and gently pushed my right leg towards my shoulder. I moaned as I felt the muscle loosen up, “Chass don’t make those noises.” Lance whispered, then told me to switch legs. I giggled at the way he was trying hard not to concentrate on my legs, he slid his hand from my ankle to just behind my knee. With his hard body hovering over me I figured I would feel SOMETHING, after all Lance was all man and all muscle and VERY easy on the eyes. He let my leg down then stood up and adjusted himself, “I’m glad you think it’s funny.” He said then held his hand out to help me up. We walked over to the wall in front of the bleachers and stretched our calf muscles. Once we were all done stretching Lance pulled me against his chest, looked down at me, “Chass, you’re beautiful.” He said then leaned down and started kissing me. I put my arms around his neck as the kiss deepened, then my cell phone rang. “Seriously?”, he groaned as it rang again. I pulled it out of the strap on my arm to see that it was my Uncle John. Lance kissed me again then let me answer the phone. I was still somewhat out of breath from the kiss when I said Hello to John.
“Chass why are you out of breath? Wait no don’t tell me, I don’t think I can handle hearing why.” He said.
I laughed, “I just finished a ten lap run and stretching so yes I’m still somewhat out of breath.” I told him.
“That better be why!” he told me with his sternest voice possible.
Lance laced our fingers together as we started walking back to the dorms, Uncle John had just called to see how the first week of college went and to see how many times mom had called.
“I’ve actually lost count to be honest, I told her she needs to find a friend to spend time with, to go out on a date or something but she didn’t like hearing me tell her that.” I told him.
“Well I’m going to set her up on a date, she really deserves to have somebody in her life. Your dad wouldn’t want her sitting around the house sulking and bothering you all the time.”
I laughed, “Good luck with that.” I told him. We talked for a few more minutes then hung up, Lance kissed me again then told me he was going home to shower and do some work to his pickup. We told each other we would find each other at the bar later on that night.
I went into my dorm, showered and applied the rest of the cream even though there was no soreness down there. I called mom and visited with her for a while about all my courses, how busy my schedule had been and how I was looking forward to having a lighter schedule.
“Chass I’ve been thinking about what you and your uncle said, about me needing to date. I know your dad would want me to be happy but I’m forty three years old, how do I DATE?”
“Mom, I know there are at least one or two guys you work with at the hospital that have been trying to get you to go out for dinner. Just take them up on the offer. See if you can get back in the game.” I told her.
She gasped, “Do you have to say back in the Game, Chass that just sounds so…so… I don’t know…”
I cut her off, “FUN mom, and you deserve to have FUN.” I told her.
“I just don’t know how I’m going to do that, I loved your dad so much, I just don’t feel right even looking twice at either of the guys that have been asking me to go out for dinner.”
“Mom its fine, you’ll be fine.” I told her. We talked for a little bit then hung up.
I told Asher about the conversation and she laughed. “Momma’s gonna get back into the game FINALLY.” She said. “So you went for a jog this morning any hotties try to jump out and scare you again?” she asked with a laugh.
“Yep Lance, then we kissed, we somehow manage to get interrupted by one of our phones though.”
“Hmm, I’d say shut them off when things are getting hot and heavy.” She said and wiggled her eyebrows.
“Honestly Ash, I don’t feel much when we do kiss, nothing like when Jet is close to me. Why is that? Never mind don’t answer that.” I told her.
“Yeah that’s what I thought, you know as well as I do that you’ve got two hot ass men after you but your body is more in tune to ONE.” She said then left the room. I needed to do some laundry so I gathered up my clothes and went to the laundry room in the basement of our building. I learned the hard way not to leave the clothes because some girls would take them out of the washer and just throw them on the floor or would some just simply take what they liked.
I had just sat down after putting them in the washing machine when my phone went off with a text, *That was a pathetic show you and Lance put on this morning, do you always fake being into somebody?* I rolled my eyes at the text from Jet. *S.T.A.L.K.E.R. seriously why do you stalk me? It really is creepy!* ~ *I’m not stalking u, I was going to join you for your jog so we could talk but Lance beat me to it. I’m wounded you really think I would stoop so low to stalk you.* I almost felt bad for calling him that, almost, but it really was strange to me how he always found me without me knowing he was even there. *Well, how else do you explain how you always manage to find me and me not even know you’re near?* ~ *Chass, if you’d pay attention to your body you would know that your body knows I’m near you before you see me.* was his reply. I sat there for a few minutes thinking, and he was right. My body would always feel hotter and I could always feel his eyes on me. I wasn’t about to tell him that though. *I’m busy I’ll talk to you some other time.* I sent back.
After my laundry was finished I went back to the dorm, Asher told me that we would leave about seven thirty to get to the club and hopefully not have to stand in line for over an hour. I folded my laundry then put it all away, I decided to read a few chapters out of my Sports Med book. I ended up falling asleep though, and woke up to Asher threatening to throw water on me. I took another shower to wake me up, who knew college would be so damn tiring? I put my dress and cowgirl boots on, Asher had a thick black belt to accent my dress with. The outfit was pretty adorable if I must say so myself. I decided rather than straighten my hair I’d just let the natural curl finish off my look. Asher once again did my makeup, I was glad she knew not to go overboard on it though. I sprayed myself with some of her perfume before we left. When we got outside there was a Taxi waiting, “A taxi?” I asked her. “Yep, we aren’t going to be stupid and drink and drive.” She told me as we climbed in the cab.
When we got to the club there was a fairly long line to get in, but when we walked up the bouncer asked us our names and let us in ahead of everybody else.
“How did you manage that?” I asked Asher as we walked towards the bar.
“Oh I just know people.” She said with smile. “Okay, maybe Mitch knows people.” She told me, then once again warned me not to take drinks from anybody or to set mine down then start drinking it again.
We stood in line at the bar for a while waiting for the bartender, I wasn’t sure how we were going to get served since we were both underage. Asher reassured me that it’s a “college bar” they serve everybody, needless to say she was right. She ordered each of us a lemon drop shot, and a long island ice tea. After we did the shots we made our way over to an empty table that was situated towards the back corner. We finished our first drink, then ordered another one, I knew that at this rate I would be trashed within a couple of hours. “Relax, have some fun, we’ll get a taxi back to the dorms.” Asher told me. She was busy texting on her phone as I looked around the massive club at all the different people. There were men and women grinding against each other there were even women grinding on women. “Mitch and Lance are on their way so we need to keep an eye out for them.” Asher yelled over the music. I nodded my head to let her know I would watch for them.
