Chapter 13

The students trickled out of the classroom in ones and twos as they finished their final exams. William sat on the floor across from the door watching them leave. Some looked confident, others angry, and a few as if they didn't care how they did in the class. Those who looked blurry-eyed or were sloppily dressed had spent the previous evening cramming in the hopes of learning the material at the last minute.

When Lucy stepped out of the class, she rolled her eyes and smiled. Closing the door behind her, she said, "No surprises on that one."

"So what would you like to do until classes start this summer?" William asked while climbing off the floor. His eyes flicked over her conservative outfit, the skirt falling to below her knees. He appreciated the fact that she didn't dress like most of the women on campus.

Lucy stepped over to him and pressed against him while his arm reached around her waist. The year together had brought them to the point of casual intimacy. After his growth spurt during the preceding fall, he was now a couple of inches taller than she was. She answered, "I'd like to visit my parents for a couple of days and then I thought we might go visit your family."

"That would be nice," William said. They walked down the hall towards the exit of the building. He asked, "Where to now?"

"How about to your place for a swim?" she suggested. She had learned an important lesson from the Carter Clan. Swimming after a stressful event was an excellent way to relax. If the last exam of the semester didn't constitute a stressful event, she didn't know what did.

"I wonder why I didn't think of that?" asked William with a smile.

Looking over at him, she knew that he had thought of that. He always anticipated her desires, sometimes before she even had them. She said, "I bet that Ken is waiting outside in the Hugger and there are fresh towels by the backdoor of your house."

"You'd be right," answered William hugging her a little harder. He added, "There are always fresh towels by the backdoor of the house now that the weather is good."

"That still doesn't explain why Ken is here," Lucy said.

"True, but he doesn't have to take us to my house."

They walked along in comfortable silence. William was thinking how nice the past year had been. Having Lucy in his life had given it an entirely new dimension. Sitting around and studying with her in his arms had changed an isolated activity into a shared activity. Where he had been alone, he now had company. Dining, shopping, watching movies, going to lectures, and campus gatherings were now attended as a couple.

Where he once had to be satisfied with his thoughts alone, he now had an interesting partner with whom he could share his thoughts. Their debates on all kinds of topics were often long, but seldom heated. She challenged him like no one else he had ever met. Her mind was sharp as a razor and she could cut to the heart of a matter with a single question.

Reaching the car, William opened the door for Lucy. She slid over to allow him to enter without having to walk around the car. He took his seat next to her. Ken asked, "Home?"

"You bet," answered William. Settling back in his seat, he asked, "So are you going to miss driving us around when we get our licenses?"

"I hadn't really thought about it. It's usually just two trips a day to the university and back," answered Ken with a negligent shrug of his shoulders. He also knew that Ling would insist on him driving them when they had a long trip. He maneuvered the Hugger through the campus streets and then onto the main street. It wouldn't take more than fifteen minutes to reach the house.

"I'm looking forward to driving," Lucy said. It wasn't that she minded Ken picking her up or taking her home, it was the shopping that was uncomfortable. She didn't like trying to buy a present for William with Ken waiting around watching what she purchased. It wasn't true, but she felt that it undermined the surprise. When she bought a new dress, she wanted William to be the first to see her in it, not Ken.

"Same here," said William with a grin. Wiggling his eyebrows in a bad imitation of Groucho Marx, William said, "It is rather hard to go parking with my girlfriend when Ken is sitting in the front seat."

Ken chuckled when Lucy lightly slapped William's thigh and jokingly said, "I'm not that kind of girl."

"You're not?" William asked in pretend shock. She was actually a very chaste young woman.

"Okay, I want to be, but it is hard with Ken sitting in the front seat of the car," Lucy replied with a giggle. It had been a sad fact of their relationship. Getting time alone with William was virtually impossible. Ken and Lisa were always around the house since they timed their vacations for the times when he was away. They couldn't drive off alone. Her dorm didn't allow men on her floor and William obeyed the rules of the house stating that undermining the rules could lead someone else into harm.

From the front seat, Ken said, "I could take a nice nature walk if you desire."

Lucy didn't answer, but looked out the window until the car pulled up in the driveway. Looking at the front yard, she noticed that the burn circle where William had said he'd had a bonfire was gone. She said, "The burn mark has finally disappeared."

Nodding his head, Ken said, "Yeah. The grass has come back and is greener than the rest of the yard."

"That burn mark bothered my father more than anything else about this house. He loves a well groomed lawn, even if his falls far short of the mark," said Lucy. Her father had been waging a lifelong war trying to get the grass to grow under the large oak tree in their front yard.

Entering the house, Lucy headed towards the guestroom to change into her swimming suit. She paused when William asked, "Where's Tim?"

"He's at a pizza party with some of his friends from school. He won't be home until eight," answered Lisa. After a long pause, she asked, "Would you mind if Ken and I go out for dinner tonight?"

"No problem. Have a good time," answered William as he removed his clothes by the door. He stretched as he waited for Lucy to finish changing her clothes. He smiled when he saw her walk into the room wearing her robe. It was a warm day and there wasn't any need for a robe, but he chose not to comment.

They walked down to the pond holding hands. Lucy looked at her surroundings. Flowers were in bloom along the path. The leaves on the trees shook in the very slight breeze. Patches of blue sky were visible through the canopy of leaves overhead. The rays of the sun cast patches of light and dark on the ground. Birds were chirping and butterflies were flitting about. Magic was in the air and the name of that magic was spring.

When they reached the pond, William let loose of her hand and waded in giving forth a squeak when it reached his private parts. He called back, "The water's a little cold today."

"William."

William turned to look at Lucy wondering why she had called his name. Standing hip deep in the water, he watched as she dropped her robe. At sixteen, almost seventeen, Lucy stood before a man naked for the first time of her life. She trembled slightly as he gazed upon her body. The past year had transformed her body from looking fourteen to that of a young woman.

"You're so beautiful," said William in a reverent voice. She had taken him completely by surprise.

His words chased away any doubts that she had about the rightness of the time and place. Rather than move, she spread her arms to her side giving him full view of her body. She said, "I'm glad you like it."

"I love you," he said. He felt young and inexperienced looking upon her body. Unable to decide if he should approach her or stand there, he ended up standing there.

Lucy could see the indecision on William's face and knew that he was as lost as she was. She stepped into the water and, surprised by the cool chill, said, "Oh, it is cold."

William waded through the water to where she stood. As his genitals left the water, Lucy could see that he was erect. A sense of power washed over her at the realization of the effect that she had upon him. He put his arms around her and hugged her.

Words were not enough to convey the feelings flooding through him. Taking her head between his hands, he kissed her softly. Lucy moaned as his lips brushed against hers. She pressed her body against his, feeling the heat from his hard cock against her skin.

Her body was on fire. When he released her, she knew what she wanted. She wanted him to take her then and there. It wasn't a rational desire, she wasn't on birth control and they didn't have condoms. It was her most fertile time of the month and she knew it. At the moment, it didn't matter. She whispered, "Take me."

As far as William was concerned, no man in history had ever had such a temptation placed before him. William picked her up in his arms, cradling her across his body. He kissed her. Rather than walking towards the shore, he fell backwards into the cold water. The cold water washed over them, chilling their passion. It was the hardest thing he had ever done. Breaking the kiss, he said, "Not yet."

The cold water crashed through her hormone-induced insanity. She realized what she had almost done and understood the consequences that would have followed from their actions if she had followed her desires. Relieved that he had been strong enough for both of them, her love for him grew even stronger. She said, "I love you so much."

"I love you," said William. The cold water might have chilled his passion, but it hadn't killed it. He loved the feel of her body in his arms. His erection was sending out constant messages that it had a biological function to perform. He said, "I need to calm down a little."

Reaching down between them, Lucy ran a hand over his cock. Giggling nervously at her first encounter with a hard cock, Lucy said, "You're right. I do too."

They slowly separated although their eyes never left the other. They swam a little in the pond to allow their passions to abate. When they finally exited the pond, William's erection had disappeared. They dried side by side, not talking but communicating through looks, gestures, and light touches. Picking up her robe, she reached out with a hand. He took her hand and they walked up to the house.

As they walked, a question that had bothered Lucy for a long time came to mind. She asked, "What are the two scars on your chest?"

"I cut myself when my Great Grandfather died as a sign of mourning and respect," he answered while pantomiming how he had performed the act.

"How old were you?" asked Lucy shocked at his answer.

"Three," answered William. Seeing the look on her face, he said, "I knew what I was doing. I knew that I was the first to honor him in that fashion."

The idea that a three-year-old boy would take a knife and cut himself in that fashion was staggering. Frowning, she asked, "Did it hurt?"

"Yes, it did."

When they reached the backyard, Lucy said, "I'd like to lie out in the sun for a little while."

They spread their towels and lay down on the ground with their backs to the sun. William, his dark skin giving him greater protection from the sun, said, "We can't stay out too long. Your fair skin will burn easily."

"Ten minutes should be long enough."

"Long enough for what?"

"To warm up," answered Lucy. Supporting her upper body on her elbows, her breasts hung down with hard nipples barely grazing the towel. She glanced over at his naked back taking in his muscular build. Clothed, he looked like a typical kid his age. Undressed, he looked like a highly trained athlete.

Inside the house, Lisa and Ken were preparing to leave for their night out. Lisa looked out the back window and saw the pair sunning themselves. In a soft voice, she said, "Ken, come here and look at this."

He stepped over and looked out at the young couple. Putting a hand on his wife's shoulder, he said, "It's about time."