Chapter 9

Maggie was so interesting up close. I had never noticed how pretty her eyes were. Melody is a little shorter, but more endowed, but I had better be careful looking at her mother so closely.

“Time to get out,” Mel said reaching for my hand. After they were all out and drying off, the moms went in to change as Mel took my arm and said, “Do you realize how close you came to kissing my mother?”

“NO! I didn’t, I was just enjoying her company. She had mentioned how much she would miss you. All I did was to lessen her fears, honest to God,” I said crossing myself.

We all hugged goodbye, but I did put Mel in between, just in case.

With them both gone, I got an immediate hard slap from Melody. She followed that up with a remarkable open mouth kiss.

I thought I understood girls, but that was really odd to me.

It must have shown on my face because she said, “I can’t believe you actually flirted with my mother, you are a cad!”

I apologized all I could, as she took me by the arm and said, “Fuck me, pretty please?”

Oh Yeah!

Time flies, as did the rest of the summer, and school began, now with me driving us to school.

She loved it whenever any of her girlfriends stopped to see her ring. It’s funny how none of these girls would give me a look, but now I am getting deep stares everywhere I went, both with or without my fiancée.

We scheduled a trip back to Vincennes on Labor Day Weekend, alone.

We have four out of six classes together; English/Language Arts, Algebra II, Biology/Chemistry, and Spanish.

It’s a funny thing, I picked Spanish to find out what the people around me were saying assuming a ‘very’ white boy wouldn’t know. Melody selected Spanish due to the encroaching hoards who are crossing the border illegally.

St Louis is the largest city in the range of the first western connection to the Honeycomb. Mr. Thomas is moving westward at quite the pace. When I had the chance to ask him, he said he was moving along state borders when he could, or county borders as a backup, or just good ole open space as needs be.

He expects to reach his next stopping point in two more Christmas’s, following along I-70 when possible.

He may have earned his billions, while I have had my few millions handed through genealogy.

We both got hot chicks, no doubt about it!

We are enjoying our long romance, getting to see each other every day, then getting home to exchange our love in the evening.

When we are stir-crazy, (it happens a lot) we go to the St Louis PDI, which is easy to find no matter where you live. Just find the Black Needle, or our own 105 story hotel.

Yup, Mr. Thomas strikes again. It a mirror image of the five he has in Vincennes, Indiana.

Driving up to the PDI, it is keeping with its long-lasting credo: No R-Rated Movies, and letting the other places show the newest releases.

Our choices:
AVATAR 1 & 2
FANTASTIC BEASTS 1, 2, & 3
TITANIC (1997)
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER (1958)
REEFER MADNESS (1936)
FIRE MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE (1956)
PLAN 9 FROM OUTER SPACE (1959)
THE BLOB (1958)
THEM (1954)
LOVE STORY (1970)
THE BIRDS (1963)
ARACHNOPHOBIA (1990)
WAR OF THE WORLDS (2005)

As we approached it, I said, “You choose?”

After I gave her quick synopsis of the older movies, she selected, “REEFER MADNESS,” to my surprise!

I hadn’t seen it before, but I knew of it. It’s on the list of the worst movies ever made, but I didn’t tell her that.

We got in line, shook my wristlet loose, and after getting our window cleaned, were guided to theatre 8. We were guided in and ended up five rows from the front, a good spot!

Interestingly, the first thing on the screen was:

“While This Movie is a Parody, the establishment of Palace Drive-in Theatres (PDI) does not endorse the use of Marijuana.

Specifically, while you are watching this, please do not engage in using any form of Cannabis, ENJOY THE MOVIE!”

It began with almost three minutes with words on a rolling screen, talking about the scourge of Marijuana.

We laughed all through it, wondering if it ever helped someone to deal with it emotionally. I have walked through a part of our school campus seeing kids in groups smoking. I’m practically sure it was Marijuana. I don’t keep up with such things. I was a baseball player in elementary school. It was after starting high school, I thought playing sports might keep me from meeting the girl of my dreams.