Forever Yours
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Chapter 6: Date Night
CONVOCATION THURSDAY EVENING had been much like the other keynotes from the university president, the director of the united university, and the provost, but it had more solemnity and a religious overtone to it. The participants had all worn their black gowns with three velvet stripes on the sleeve and variously colored hoods. They processed up a center aisle and had flags and banners they displayed on the stage.
There was an invocation, a song by one of the university chorales, and the message by a guest speaker who was a graduate from the university. He held an important position in the steel industry and brought home the responsibility of those with an education to share their gift with all levels of society. Henry thought the message was pretty cool.
“Overwhelmed with college yet?” Kaitlyn asked when she met Henry after the convocation.
“I think I’ll know better after classes actually start next week. It seems a little out of sequence to try to convince freshmen to join all these campus organizations and to volunteer for community service when we don’t have an actual understanding of what our workload will be. So, aside from playing golf, I haven’t signed up for any extra-curricular activities. I have about as much as I can handle with my class schedule,” Henry said. “Was it like that with you?”
“No. I can only admire your ability to resist. By the time I was through orientation week, I was signed up for ten different organizations and projects because they all sounded so good. Within a month after classes started, all I was active in was golf and the Chinese-American Club,” she said.
Henry drove Kaitlyn to a favorite restaurant that was inexpensive but just far enough off campus that he didn’t expect a lot of college kids to be there. They were seated and ordered from their waiter before picking up their conversation.
“It seems like there’s always some tension between the US and China being hyped up. Have you experienced problems because of it?” Henry asked.
“I’m not from China. I’m from San Francisco,” Kaitlyn said. “That said, it’s a racial thing. If someone is bigoted about one thing, they are likely to be bigoted about the Chinese, too. Between COVID and the tariff wars, there are a lot of places we aren’t particularly welcome. However, if I’d realized how common Asian faces were here at the university, I probably wouldn’t have bothered joining the club. I thought it was going to be the only way I’d see people who looked like me in this little midwestern town.”
“Midwestern? Wow! I’ve never heard Pittsburgh referred to as midwestern. For most people, the Midwest starts about thirty miles west of here. Most people here try to lay claim to East Coast values, though you’ll find the area a lot more conservative than, say, Philadelphia.”
“True that. So, what’s your big goal in life?” Kaitlyn asked.
“That bypasses all the small-talk, doesn’t it?” Henry laughed. “My plan is to launch a corporation built around some of my computing ideas and make some changes to how people view artificial intelligence. What’s your big goal?”
“To marry a nice guy—or girl for that matter, I don’t care—who will support me for the rest of my life, while I play golf every day.”
Henry looked at her with his mouth open slightly.
“I’m kidding. A little,” she said. “I think I can improve my game enough to join the LPGA. So far, the game has given me enough scholarship help that I can continue to improve here in college. I’m majoring in exercise science so I can reasonably anticipate employability as a coach when I get out if I haven’t made it to the LPGA yet.”
“I think that’s a great goal. Mine is probably a little less defined,” Henry laughed.
Their dinners arrived and the conversation continued along the vein of getting the most out of their time on campus. After dinner, Henry drove Kaitlyn back to campus and her residence hall.
“So, taking the schedule of this week and next into consideration and confirming our golf date for next weekend, would you like to go out again?” Henry asked.
Kaitlyn turned on the steps of the residence to face Henry.
“I tell you what, let’s see how we get along on the golf course and how next week’s golf date goes. We’ve got a Labor Day competition, too. Then we’ll see about how things shape up,” Kaitlyn said. “I have to tell you, though, Henry, I don’t really see a future for us and I don’t just date around. Let’s call this ‘getting to know your teammate’ and not have any additional expectations.”
“I hear you,” he said. “I’m definitely not looking for a commitment of any sort. I’ll be happy to call you my friend.”
“Agreed.”
Kaitlyn entered her residence hall and Henry drove home.
By the time orientation week ended on Sunday evening, Henry felt like he’d been on campus all his life. He’d made two additional practices with the golf team and had met with his classmates in the School of Computer Science and with the smaller group of students interested in artificial intelligence. He was ready to put the orientation behind him and get into his studies.
He’d completed nearly all the required freshman classes except the “Freshman Immigration” course for a single credit. He still couldn’t declare his major in artificial intelligence until the spring term, but he could start taking the classes. His major classes were AI: Representation and Problem Solving, Parallel and Sequential Data Structures and Algorithms, and Probability Theory for Computer Scientists. This gave him a total of only twelve credits, so he piled on an ethics class and a computer engineering elective for another six credits. It was considered a heavy load, but Henry was determined to get deep into his subject and get out of college.
The classes were challenging from the first day. Parking on campus was at a premium and upper-classmen had priority for parking permits, so Henry grabbed a bus from near his house at seven in the morning. He returned about seven in the evening, after golf practice. He happily gobbled down the dinner his mother had prepared while his parents quizzed him about the first day of class.
Then he was off to study. All his classes had a hefty amount of reading to be done and he continued to read until he fell asleep about midnight. In the morning, he was up and back on the bus at seven.
The golf date on Saturday was less a date than a practice session. Henry invited two other team members to round out their foursome. When he found out about the match, Coach Ty asked if he could walk the course with them.
The coach kept the scores and used typical match-play rules with the two girls competing with each other and the two guys competing against each other. The player in each pair who got the lowest score on a hole won a point. All four were well-matched and the scores were close. Henry won his match 3-2. That meant they’d tied on thirteen holes. Kaitlyn beat Carol 6-3, having tied on the other nine holes.
All through the play, the coach had given them subtle hints and critiques without attempting to take over the friendly competition. The golfers were happy with the results of their match and after a late breakfast at the club, were all off to their holiday weekend activities.
Henry’s activity was at Luke’s house where they were meeting with Chastity and Isobel to work on the formation of their business. Isobel had acquired an employer identification number from the IRS and the four went to an appointment at the local bank to open their business account. They deposited their thousand dollar checks and signed the account papers.
“I guess that makes us officially a company,” Luke said. “Wow! I really didn’t expect this at eighteen.”
“No kidding,” Chastity said. “What comes next?”
“I’ve been in touch with the Small Business Administration for some advice,” Luke said. “I asked specifically for advice on incorporating a software company so we could protect our—or Henry’s—IP. It turns out that one of the professors in my department is an SBA consultant and we struck up a good conversation. He’s agreed to work with us at Villanova, and will come to periodic meetings with the group here in Pitt or by Zoom. There’s a lot of preliminary work to be done in the next couple of months. So, we probably won’t have much of a meeting with him until at least winter break.”
“What are the big issues we need to deal with?” Henry asked. “Can we all work on it or is it strictly in your court now?”
“I figure we’ll all have work to do. We didn’t really need to think much about what to name our LLC: Pascal, Riordan, Perez, and Pappa. It’s not really going to be doing any public business. We’re strictly founding owners of The World’s Greatest Computer Company. Which is a name I checked on and it’s already taken. So, we all need to be figuring out what we’re going to call our corporation. We can start shooting names back and forth through text and email, though I’d rather we figure out a company website for PRPP so we have secure email and aren’t using a commercial service.”
“I can set that up,” Henry said.
“Good. I was hoping you’d say that so we don’t need to dip into the funds too deeply. Then the names we generate need to be checked against whether or not they are available and not trademarked,” Luke continued.
“I can do that. It’s similar to what I did to get the LLC registered,” Isobel said.
“I suppose most of the basic stuff like determining the type of business according to the various tax tables, the state of incorporation, which doesn’t need to be the same as the state where we are operating, and the initial stock setup—like how many shares we’re going to authorize and who gets how much is my problem,” Luke said.
“This summer I found out employment laws vary from state to state and county to county,” Chastity said. “I think when we decide on a state of incorporation and place of business, we should be considering local laws on employment. I don’t care so much about whether there is a diversity, equity, and inclusion law as that it isn’t forbidden. If we are going to be an engineering firm, we need to be able to hire the best engineers and that is going to be a diverse population.”
“Well said,” Henry added. “We need that to be a founding policy.”
“I’ll figure out a way to work it into the articles of incorporation or bylaws,” Luke said. “Chas, I’ll be asking for your help on that.”
“Got it.”
“What is it about this business stuff that makes me so horny?” Chastity said, looping her arm through Henry’s as they left the restaurant where the group had dinner. “Want to help me with that?”
“Hmm. It’s Saturday night on a holiday weekend. I’ve been in class or orientation for two weeks, and the only date I’ve had is a ‘Let’s Be Friends,’ teammate on the golf team. I think that makes me completely available to help out a friend in need,” Henry laughed.
“We should enjoy each other tonight, then,” Chastity said. “Goddess knows when we’ll ever have a chance again. I ended up with a full load of classes and I’m still holding my job at the restaurant.”
They went to Chastity’s apartment and Henry spent a few minutes petting the cats while Chastity puttered at putting a few things away and smoothing the bedding. Then they cuddled up on the bed and began seriously playing at getting each other turned on.
“Don’t you like my ass?” Chastity said as she came down from her first orgasm and Henry was getting into position to enter her.
“Of course I like your ass!” he responded. “What’s not to like?”
“We’ve never done it doggie. Why don’t you get behind me and cuddle up against it?”
“Sure. I mean, this is only like our third time together. I was trying not to rush things.”
“Silly! Doing it from behind isn’t rushing things. If you tried to put it in my ass, that would be rushing things,” Chas said as she rolled over and presented her backside to him.
Henry fondled the ass in question and then lined up to enter Chas again. As soon as he started, Chastity pressed back against him, driving his cock deep in her pussy.