Chapter 2: Mrs. Dorley

At the time Ryan was sporting the biggest, hardest erection he’d ever had in his life. He’d just been kissed more passionately than he’d ever been kissed in his life, and feeling Mia ‘s lean body rubbing against him had him to the point where he was afraid he’d come in his pants. Still, he didn’t want to take the chance of losing her so he took a deep breath and said, “Ah ... Jeez ... yeah Mia, I-I understand. You-you’re right. I mean, ah ... what kind of jerk thinks a relationship can be based on nothing but sex?”

Mia smiled and caressed his face with her slim fingers, teasing him lightly with her long, black-polished nails. “I knew you’d understand,” she said. “That’s one of the reasons I wanted to go out with you.” She made a sour face. “You’re different, nothing like the guys I used to date. All they ever wanted was sex.”

“Shit, I wouldn’t mind a little of that,” Ryan thought ruefully. He was not at all thrilled by what Mia told him. But, because he figured he’d never have a chance to go out with anyone as attractive as she was again, he tried to act as if he understood her point.

They’d been dating for about two months when, while they were sitting at a table in a local fast-food restaurant one night, she surprised him. “My parents said you could come along up to our cabin in the Poconos, if you want to,” she said, almost off-handedly.

“You mean ... like for the whole weekend or something?” Ryan replied. He was thoroughly confused and surprised. He hadn’t yet met her parents. He had seen her father, who was on the school board, at the high school and thought he might have seen her mother, but he didn’t remember what she looked like. He read the local papers and knew Mia ‘s Dad had the reputation of being strait-laced and extremely politically conservative. Ryan had never been able to figure out why, if her father was as conservative as everyone said he was, Mia was such a Bohemian.