Chapter 25: The Recruitment Starts

The afternoon with Carmen was terrific ... I really liked her innocence, and the drive this girl had shown in our lovemaking. It still seemed unbelievable to me that this shy, nearly backward young girl that I had met only a couple of weeks ago could have turned into such a sensual, sex-hungry girl ... she was looking better to me every time we were together. At the same time, I saw that the circumstances surrounding us, along with her parents' decree on her dating request, would keep things in check.

I know you guys have gotten tired of my saying this, but I had been so damn lucky to have met and paired up with the girls that came my way. I had friends and partners my own age, and I had come to know older girls & women. Barb had been an important person who kept things rolling in my life, but now Mary had proved herself to be a real "ringmaster", while confessing that her main goals were getting in the panties of any girl who caught her fancy, and still wanting to keep me around as her "boy-toy", or something like that. NO PROBLEM ... happy to help her reach those Goals!

All these thoughts were running through my brain from the time Carmen left the house, until the moment I put a key in the door. Now I had to roll back to the Barbershop and make myself miserable with a haircut I didn't need. It was 4:35 ... just minutes before their closing time. I hit it hard, getting there as quick as I could, but once again, I was granted a stay of execution ... one barber, five waiting. So I dodged the bullet yet another time. Ironically, when I got home, I checked the TV ... there was news there of the "British Invasion", and I saw film of the group I would eventually call my own, The Beatles. OHHH, the Long HAIR! The HORROR ... I couldn't wait to get my Mom's take on those guys...

Speaking of her, I figured it best to do something constructive as soon as I reached the house, like Laundry. I found some items in the hamper outside, and threw those boys into the washer. As soon as I stepped back out on the porch, I heard the phone ringing ... so I got there as fast as I could. "Hey", the familiar voice said on the other end, " ... glad I caught you ... I want you to check out someone" ... I laughed to myself, but wanting to come across as a good solder – since Mary had never been wrong – I said, "OK, what's going on... ?" My mentor reminded me of the Grocery store where she had first run into Joy, the girl in Bev's clique with the great "zest for life" ... I confirmed to Mary once again that I often went to that Grocery store, then she continued, "I want you get in there and see one of the checkout girls ... her name is Laura. I've been going thru her line every time I've been in there, maybe for almost a month now" I said "go on...", so Mary kept talking. "She's maybe 19ish, she goes to Womens College across town, she's cute and wears her hair in a pony tail, and in the knit shirts those girls wear, I can see that she's got nice tits ... she has – or had, until the last few days, a boyfriend back in Wilmington ... but I think they are on the 'outs'..."

"I was by there today, and she was sort of moping thru her work ... so I suggested that maybe she needed to get out of there and get in a better mood ... I asked her if I could give her a 'customer appreciation' dinner out, and she said ' OK '..." As soon as Mary stopped to breathe, I commented, "Damn, you were quick on your feet on that one, huh?" So she capped off her description with "she is around my height, very pretty when she smiles, and she smells great..." I took the moment to inquire "So you WANT her, is what you're telling me... ?" Mary proudly answered, "Hey, I figure we only go this way once ... so ... now we have dinner coming tomorrow night ... why don't you go by and get a look at her, on your way home from school tomorrow? Let me know what you think ... I have an idea that I may try on her..." Then, hearing a car – our car – rolling into the driveway, I said... "Yep, I'll get by there – but now I gotta GO..."

I immediately leaped from the far side of the kitchen, out to the Laundry room. I made myself look as busy as I could, even though I was hamming it up. When my Mom got to the door, she started grilling me on "failing" to get my hair cut YET AGAIN ... I just countered with, "You know, if I get out of school after 3pm, and IF there are a bunch of old men sitting in there, there's nothing I can do but wait. Sometimes it works, sometimes it DOESN'T." So in a huff, she turned and went inside. I was quite proud of myself – I had NOT told a lie, for I carefully used the great word " IF " ... yahhhhh ... so once again, my half-truth bailed me out of an argument, or worse yet, a BEATDOWN. I ate a quick dinner – only after sitting outside and waiting for the clothes to dry, so I wouldn't go inside empty-handed. After that I went to the safe space of my room, electing to keep my "ugly" self out of her sight.

Thursday was no big deal at school, just me showing up and logging the time. Carly did come up and remind me that her big game was in exactly one week – I happily told her, "Yes it is, I double-checked and saw it on the schedule – I WILL be there..." Carmen brushed by me twice during the day, and we quietly celebrated what we'd done the day before. So then it was up to me to bike over to the Grocery store, then get to the damn barbershop on time. I got to the market well before the afternoon rush, and picked up a few items I knew we would need. I made sure I looked at all the checkout girls, and I did find "Laura" in " #5 ". I made sure to go over when I saw that she would have a couple of customers to check out, before getting to me. And, most certainly, Mary was spot on ... this Laura was a very attractive girl, had the pony tail going, and seemed down to earth in her conversation with the customers. She was wearing one of the company shirts, it WAS form fitting, and I noticed the telltale signs of a very nice rack underneath.

When it was my turn in her line, I said very little, not particularly wanting her to notice me in any way. As I was leaving, I did catch a whiff of perfume, and it seemed likely that it was hers. I took a look at her right before going outside, and remembered that she and Mary would be meeting later. When I rode over to the damn barber shop ... once again I noticed that they had a full house. With cold milk, bacon, and eggs in the basket, I figured I'd better "hustle on home" and get those items in the fridge. Wanting to get home well before my Mom, I took the shortcut route on White Street, a long thoroughfare that stretched along the crest of the hill above my neighborhood streets. My Mom had repeatedly warned me of the "dangers" of riding my bike on that street, for it was the street where all the "negroes" lived, and they might stop me and beat me up ... what a bunch of total crap – in earlier times, when I was playing ball at the park almost every day after school, several of the boys from up on White Street would come down for a game ... they all were just as regular guys as anyone else, so I never bought into her warnings. I went thru there, waving at anyone I saw along the way, and was at the top of my street easily 10 minutes earlier than if I had taken the usual route to the house. The one revelation was that as I entered my street, ready to coast downhill ... I was headed right by Vi's house on the right ... And, sure enough, the car that had been missing from the driveway for about 10 days was right there in it's normal place.

I decided I'd go by and knock on the door, and check things out. Vi and her daughter Rhonda got to the door at the same time, and said a nice "HI" when they saw it was me. "So you guys are back! Anything I can do for you?" The extremely shy Rhonda immediately withdrew from the entrance, but took a seat in the living room, only a few feet away. Her Mom said that they had a great time at "Grandma's" and also mentioned to me that Rhonda was thinking about living up there. The conversation sort of came to a halt there, so I just voiced a cheery "OK, let me know if you need anything", then I backed away, and went for my bike again. When I took a final glance at the door, Vi had stuck a foot out onto the porch, and clearly mouthed the word "Saturday" to me. I nodded and was on my way. Vi looked a little tired, but I didn't over read that, I just thought to myself how good it might be to get her clothes off and go for her again.

My Mom and I had a confrontation in the kitchen shortly after that, one for the ages. She wanted to know exactly where I had been after school let out, and WHY hadn't I got my haircut. I was in a good mood when she started on me, so I didn't give in to her begging one bit. I just opened the fridge door and pointed out the items that I had brought home from the store. Then I put a slice of ham between two pieces of bread, grabbed a pepsi, and went to my bedroom for the rest of the night. I then imagined that Mary & her friend Laura might be eating a little better than I was on this evening.

When I got up the next morning, I felt a little sheepish about my part in the argument before dinnertime last nite, so I apologized to my Mom ... then I said that since Thursday & Friday were normally very busy days at the shop, why didn't I just wait until Saturday morning. "Well, this time I'm giving you an escort – to make sure you get in there...", she warned. I took that as an indicator that my stepfather was coming in for the weekend ... but I still took exception to her giving me the third degree.

On Friday morning I went the way of the school bus, leaving my trusty bicycle at home. In quick review, I touched bases with the girls during breaks, paid attention (sort of) in class, and took a couple of loving looks from Carmen between classes ... damn, she was looking good, dressing up more – and, getting attention from a couple of 8th grade studs. Oh well, it made sense to me ... I got home, realized my stepfather was in, then looked in on him down in the basement. When he saw me at the door, he asked if I minded that he was working on my bike a little. I saw the front wheel propped up against his work bench, while he had laid out the frame on top. I said "sure, thanks..." While oiling some parts, he said "well, I guess we have to ' get in there ' tomorrow morning, to keep peace in the house..." I jammed my hands in my pockets and replied "I suppose so..." Then he said, "after we get out of there and go for a cheeseburger, you got any extra time?" I looked at him, and he continued "I thought we might get out and look at some cars ... what do you think?" I reacted quickly with "Hell, yeah..." He pointed to my bike and said..."this is good for now, but maybe it's time for you to move up..." I thanked him, then went up the steps into the house. I was more or less straightening up my room, when the phone rang at the other end of the hall.

HaHA ... it was my girl Mary, with an update on Laura ... She said they had a good dinner last night, and that she finally got Laura to laugh a little. "I can give you the details, but – why not just meet me at the house on Sunday ... can you be there about 10? I'll explain everything then..." I told her fine, I'd be there. After we said goodbye, I figured that Mary must have something in the works – she sounded confident, as usual.

When I got back to my room, the phone rang again ... Bev asked could I come down and pick up some Chocolate Cake, to have with our dinner. It seemed easy enough, so I stuck my head thru the basement door to let him know I'd be next door and why, then went to Bev's backdoor. She came to the door empty-handed, inviting me in. In the middle of their table was a little package wrapped in foil – I could see the rest of the cake on a platter on their counter, and it looked very delicious. Bev said, "so, what did you think of the other day out there... ?" (pointing out to the woods in back) I told her it was terrific – and that she definitely had a future in the movies ... then she interrupted me with "how about a little more... ?" I looked sideways at her from the other side of the table, but when she dropped her shorts and hoisted herself up on the counter – showing me her pussy – I gave her my full attention. She put her feet up on the edge of the counter, exposing herself to me ... then reached out for me to come to her... "We don't have much time ... get me off." I pulled up a chair, which got me positioned perfectly to get my tongue in her. "That's it", she said as I tasted her... "give it to me ... suck me..."

Instantly she put both hands on top of my head, and pressed the back of her head against the pantry door. I teased her a little, getting her to quiver, but then went into full EATING mode, and brought her to Climax in no time at all. Her moaning advanced into a full scream when I hit home ... then Bev went into a panting spell, while she worked all her fingers thru my hair ... She finally got down from her perch ... then she said "thank you, Sir ... now get out of here... !" Thankfully, she did clean my mouth off with hers, and she remembered to give me "the cake" ... By the time I got back to HQ, I plopped down at my desk and tried to piece together that 15 minutes spent in her kitchen. It was a bold move for my neighbor, and exciting to boot... !

Saturday morning dawned, and the two men of the house were inside the barbershop at 8:50. When I got in the chair, my stepfather spoke up, telling the cutter "just a trim for him today" ... when I got out of the chair, I looked at my reflection in their wide mirror, and felt pretty okay with what I saw. On this day, I sat down after the cut – and still actually had some hair, for once. The big difference was, I didn't look skinned – the part that had always been the most embarrassing. He got in the chair, and said to the same cutter "I'll take one just like his..." We got out of there in about 20 minutes, went to the general store to kill time, then we were first in the door of the diner ... This particular time, my burger and chips just tasted a lot better than usual. He watched me chow down, and said, "now you look like a young man – it's called 'dignity'..." Then he took a monster bite of his burger, too. He brought something else up... "Have you seen that pretty girl again?" I knew he was talking about Mary, who we had run into at the diner a couple of weekends ago... "Oh yeah!" ... that got a grin of approval from him.

When we approached the car, he said "ready to ride around a little... ?" He got a "hell, yes" from me, and over the next hour or so, we stopped by the Ford dealer and a used car lot, and just looked around at vehicles. As we headed back, he asked me about some of the cars I'd looked at, and summed it up with "Y'know, you can get a pretty good small car for about $1,500. I told him that was a lot of money, but he said... "well, you see ... I have some pay saved up from two years of bonuses, and I'm about to get another bonus before the end of the month..." I asked if "she" knew anything about that, and he said a quick "NOPE!" We both laughed out loud on that one, and our fun carried us most of the way home. He finally said, "don't worry about it, just find out the Driver Training situation at school, and I will work on it ... we might just bring it home one day, and I'll tell her I got it to have something to work on – when I'm on the road, it'll be there for you..." I looked at him and said, "Damn good plan ... thanks, I appreciate it..."

When we reached the house, we found her note saying she and a friend from work were out shopping for the day, and she'd be back later. Then of course at the bottom of the page was the usual list of chores to be done. He said, "Hey, it's Saturday, get outta here..." and he grinned before going down to the basement. The morning had gone MUCH better than I thought it would.

When I was in the shower, I was wondering what I might find when I knocked on Vi's door in a few minutes. I left my "new" bike behind, and gassed up the mower then pushed it up the hill. When I knocked on her door, Vi came and greeted me... "well, good timing..." was all she said after her "HI" ... then she pointed for me to go to the back door. When she had me step into her kitchen, she put her arms around my waist and just held on, not talking. I looked around and said... "uhhhhh?" She saw the look on my face and let me know she'd taken Rhonda back to Virginia last night. I motioned for us to sit down ... and, a little surprised that Vi reached for her own chair, I pulled her to me, saying "Uh Unhhh ... I've missed you", as I had her straddle my legs. "Oh, this feels nice ... you know, I wasn't sure ... well, I've just had a lot of things on my mind..." I asked if she wanted me to mow the lawn ... but she said she needed help in a different way ... She lifted off, and pulled me to my feet, and we kissed ... the kind of kiss two lovers have after they've been apart. She took my hand, leading me to the bedroom ... but on the way, I pulled her in front of the bathroom mirror for a moment or two. I watched the look on her face in the mirror, as I kissed the back of her neck, under her hair. I pulled her sweatshirt up over her head, and saw that she was wearing a nice little bra. She raised her eyebrows and said "I know I don't really need one, but sometimes it's just fun to dress up..." That little item was off her in a second or two, and I went into full massage on her hard nipples ... Vi said, "oh, I need this ... do you still want me??" I simply said "let's go see..."

Getting Vi into bed, and seeing those beautiful legs made me want her so much. I got her completely naked, then as I undressed at the foot of her bed, she put one hand behind her head, and her other hand down to her pussy. I was kicking off my socks when I asked her... "do you like playing with your pussy... ?" "Sometimes", she answered, acting a little shy. When I moved my tongue into her, Vi put her legs full length down my back, and arched her hips to get more... "awwwwwww, it's better than I remember ... please, make me feel good..." I probed her with my tongue, then pulled out to work my fingers thru her thick bush ... but then she pushed my face down into her wetness, saying "don't stop ... pleeeease". I blurted out... "Oh, you want it NOW, huh?" When I looked at her she was repeatedly nodding her head "yes", with her eyes shut tightly. I gave it to her the best I could, and she arched herself upward so high off the bed, that I lifted myself to my knees, and brought her pussy all the way up to my mouth – with those long legs of hers limply draped over my shoulders. Vi was nearly upside down when she frantically tried to reach for me. When she couldn't grab me, she wrapped her arms around herself in a tight hug, then exploded. With every breath she yelled OHHHH louder and louder ... then she finally had a long exhale, took a few breaths and asked, "are you trying to KILL me???" and we both laughed at ourselves. I lowered her gently down to the bed, laid down at her side, and we had one of those fantastic body hugs ... It was different with Vi, because we were so close in height and length. My arms hugged her arms, her body hugged my body, my legs hugged her legs, and her feet and toes scrambled to hug mine. What a HIGH...

I took Vi's face in my hands, and asked "what's on your mind ... is is Rhonda?" She started with "When I joined the family for Christmas, I could tell she was having a good time there. My daughter is a little different, she likes a lot of open space, and freedom to come and go. She's a bit of a loner ... it's like my Mother knows more about how to talk to her and raise her than I do." I lifted Vi's chin and countered what she said with, "I'm not sure that's the way it is, but please, go on – I'm listening..." She gave me a kiss of appreciation, then she continued... "Up there in the country, she can go to a small school, with just a few students in her class ... and there is a lot less pressure on her ... you see, Rhonda doesn't know what she wants to be ... she's a tomboy, just like I was, and..." I interrupted my lady with "and remember, we know someone who grew up on the farm, then finally one day, she got away from there..." After a hug, Vi said, "I have YOU here, and more and more, I want what we do together – it's made me so happy ... you've given me feelings that I didn't know I could have ... I'm still learning how to love a man ... I'll be 36 years old in two months ... and my daughter wants live somewhere else, apart from me." I put all that Vi was telling me, with the tragedy I knew she'd gone thru, and I really felt for her. I started rubbing her neck, and said "well, I know there have been times where my grandmother treated me as if every day was Saturday ... so I understand what Rhonda is feeling right now ... it could be just something she's going thru, like a phase ... If she's happy there, and in school ... well ... I know you miss her, but maybe you can wait to see how it plays out..." I barely got that last word out, before Vi decided it was time to change the subject. She went down between my legs, put herself over my Dick and stretched out. Fully extended, her legs dangled far off the end of the bed. So she shoved herself back, put her knees on the floor, and just looked at me. I shifted down to her, and she took me in her mouth, while looking for both my hands so we could entwine our fingers. She looked so damned hot as she worked over my Dick. She teased me for a couple of minutes, then she decided that it was time to get focused. She sucked me with one hand, two hands, and no hands ... so I put my hand down there and fed myself to her. When I saw her put her hands behind her back, it gave me a charge ... and I got so hard, in moving with Vi, I saw my rod pop right out of her mouth and go due north. I grabbed her, and pulled us both back fully on the bed, and positioned her pussy right on the head of my Dick ... when I looked up, I told her "Fuck me all you want..." She went into full attack, jacking herself up and down on me with a passion I called out, "You need to do it HARDER", so my Girl bounced up and down on me as hard as she could. She finally stopped for a second, looked up to the ceiling, and came back to me with "CUM in me, BABY..." So then we traded thrusts until I had shot everything I had into her. It was fantastic to have her collapse on me, and cover my face with sweat and kisses. Then still lying in my arms, she said "Do you know that twice while at my Mother's, I got in bed late at night, and in the dark, I started thinking about times like this with you, and fingered myself until I came?" "I think it's terrific, Girl...", smiling at Vi.

We had a great shower together, focused on all those "dirty spots" on each other, then we both put on a shirt, went into the kitchen, and we made sandwiches ... We stayed naked below the waist with each other, making for a terrific 69 after we left the table. Vi was in a class by herself.

After that wonderful "welcome home" visit with her, the rest of the evening was fairly boring. Even though I had eaten just two hours earlier, I made my way to our own kitchen table, and faked my way through some Beef Stew with the adults. My Mom commented on both our haircuts, but my stepfather countered with something about "our usual barber was out, and we had a new guy today..." Then he shot a secret grin to me as soon as she turned her head. I came to the decision that after all this time, I had a new ally...

Sunday rolled in, I went straight for the shower, and announced at the breakfast table that I had some errands to run. The two "parental units" were in their own conversation, so they didn't bother to stop and have me go into any further detail. During the bike ride to Mary's house, I was wondering what she might have accomplished with "Laura", but also etched in my mind was the warmth I still felt from being with Vi again.