Date: Tue, 5 Dec 2006 18:52:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Tjade Goley <tjadedrummer@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Class Disruption; Part 2-Enjoying my stay in heaven
The characters in this story are based upon characters from my real
life. I however do not claim to know the sexuality of any of these
characters, nor do I claim that any of these events ever happened; this
story is simply a presentation of fiction. The material used in this story
includes sexual acts between two or more males. If this theme offends you
in any way or is illegal where you live, please turn back now.
Hi, my name is Tjade (pronounced like jade), and this is a story
about what I WISH my experiences of US History was like. I hope you enjoy
it, and I am open to all kinds of criticism sent to my email
tjadedrummer@sbcglobal.net. Thank you.
Class Disruption
Part 2- Enjoying my stay in heaven
It was 8:30 in the morning when I finally woke up. Lance and I
decided that I would come back to school today at around 9:00 a.m. I
definitely only had about thirty minutes to get ready and get there. Great!
I always look AMAZING when I'm RUSHED to get ready...
My mom was on the couch watching television when I flew down stairs
after a cold shower and change of clothes, "MOM! Why didn't you wake me up
earlier? You knew I had to be at school at 9 o'clock!"
Without taking her eyes off the television, "Oh, I'm sorry Hun. You
looked so peaceful," was her excuse. I slipped into the kitchen and grabbed
a Go-Tart: chocolate. They're perfect. They satisfy your hunger for a
little while and are portable enough to eat in the car!
I took a glance at the stove's clock: 8:51. Okay, I was doing
fine. I hopped into my car and drove, ignoring the fact that I was almost
out of gas AGAIN. The whole way there, I kept checking in the mirror to
make sure my hair wasn't a complete failure, which I don't think it was.
I reached the school in record time, but this time, I parked in the
general student parking right next to his door. Now maybe I'd have a chance
to make it to his room before 9 o'clock.
"Hey Tjade! There you are. I'm glad you could make it," Lance said
hearing me arrive at his door.
"Of course," I said with a smile, hoping that he wasn't being
sarcastic. I glanced at his clock on the wall; I wasn't late.
"So today I think we're just gonna prepare some copies of worksheets
for next year," he said shuffling papers around on his desk, "Brace
yourself bud; we've got a lot to do today,"
"How long are we staying today?" I asked.
"Probably until about three," he said finally looking at me for the
first time today. He stopped shuffling his papers and just looked me up
and down again. He smiled and said, "It's great that I have you here to
help me," I blushed.
The rest of the day was so boring. My only relief from that extremely
tedious work was him. He was so sweet to me; making sure I didn't get hurt
using the printer. At one point, I was typing in a command on the printer
completely wrong, so he came up behind me- his head just above my shoulder-
and entered the code correctly. All I could do was smile and look at him as
he smiled at me too. He was also a very funny guy. Every time he came back
into the copier room, he would crack a joke that would wake me up from the
coma induced by the grueling task.
At about 2 o'clock, Lance came into the copier room again, "Hey
Tjade. You're doing great in here. How `bout we just stop now and go out to
eat again? I'm absolutely famished," Just as he said this, my stomach
growled, "And I can see you are too!" he laughed. I laughed too.
"Are you paying again?" I asked. I kind of felt bad that he was going
to keep spending money on me.
"Of course!" he said.
"Okay. If you say so," I said raising my eyebrows.
"Don't you want to? I thought we had a great time last night,"
"No, it's not that. I just feel bad that you keep spending money on
me," I said with an apologetic look on my face.
He took a step towards me, "Well, I'll find a way for you to repay
me," he was looking down at my hands. I watched his eyes trail up my body
until they found my eyes. I suddenly had the urge to pull him toward me
and kiss him. No. What was I thinking? This was my teacher! I turned
around and began sorting out the papers I was working with before. "What's
the matter, Tjade?" he asked as he put a hand on my shoulder. I put the
papers down and turned around again and looked up into his eyes.
"I just feel a little weird that's all," I said, not looking away
from his eyes.
"Well, maybe if you eat something, you'll feel better," he said with
a big grin on his face. He grabbed my hands and started to pull me towards
the door. I smiled again.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked him.
"Hmm. I was thinking TGI Friday's?"
"Oh my gosh! I love that place!" I said with a new light in my eyes.
We went in his big black truck again. I had to comment on the
condition of it. It looked absolutely stunning inside and out, "Your truck
looks great Lance. Is it new?"
He laughed, "No, but thanks. I take pride in my baby," he said while
petting the dashboard.
The rest of the trip there was occupied with simple small talk. I
enjoyed being with him so much, and he knew that. I kept my left arm rested
on the console. At one point, he brought up his right arm to where it just
pushed up against mine. After that, every time he wanted to make a point in
our discussions, he would bring his pinky finger over and rest it on top of
mine. Every time he did this, I would smile and look over at him. I was
enjoying him so much.
When we arrived at Friday's it was just the tail end of the lunch
crowd so there were a lot of tables opening up. We were seated
immediately. Our waitron was a tall, dark, and handsome stock American
jock. He was absolutely gorgeous, "So what can I get you guys to drink
today?" he said smiling at Lance, not taking his eyes off of him who was
returning the stare of interest as well. I found myself quickly overwhelmed
with a wave of jealousy and took action.
"I'll have a coke with no ice," I said, looking straight at
Lance. Both men looked back at me.
"And I'll have a Heineken," Lance said, returning his gaze to the
hunk. The waitron smiled and bowed away from our table walking back to the
kitchen. I watched Lance's gaze follow his ass as he walked away from
us. When he looked back at me, I was not smiling, "Sorry," he said with a
very apologetic puppy face. Of course I couldn't be mad at him. He was too
amazingly cute. Then I suddenly realized that it wasn't even my place to
feel jealous. It wasn't like we were dating.
"So anyway, are we done for today over at school?"
"Yup. I was bored anyway," he looked up at me and smiled. I smiled
back.
"I don't want to go out with you every day though. You're gonna go
broke," I said only half jokingly.
He laughed, "I know! You eat like a pig!" he said in jest. I gasped
and slapped his arm playfully. After a small pause of just smiles, he
pushed his legs forward until they found mine again like we had done the
night before.
Later we got our food and proceeded to keep talking and getting to
know each other. He told me about his past and how he made it to Texas. I
learned all about his family; how his mom was diagnosed with breast cancer
about ten years ago, and how he was so close to his sister. He told me that
his father died when he was 19 in a terrible fishing accident in the Gulf
of Mexico. We talked about my plans for the future; I hoped I didn't scare
him with my passion for Marine Biology. I told him about how my dream job
was to work for the John G. Shedd Aquarium in Chicago, Illinois to train
their Pacific White-Sided Dolphins. We talked about me going off to
college, and he gave me pointers on how to survive my freshman year.
For the rest of our meal, he made sure not to look at our waitron for
too long. But finally we were finished and headed out the door. We got back
into the truck and started to head back towards the school, or so I
thought, "Hey, would you like to come over to my house for a little while?
I have a surprise for you," he said with the most honest, excited, hopeful
smile possible.
I looked over at him, and as a smile began to creep across my face I
giggled, "You know I can't say no to you!" And he beamed in satisfaction.
His house wasn't far, and we arrived shortly. I was nervous about
coming inside, but I finally went in after him. I was instantly
impressed. His entire house was dressed with an exceptionally genuine
Native American theme. I felt very comfortable, "Let me give you the grand
tour," he said, obviously very proud of his house. He showed me his living
room, making sure I noticed the family portrait of the Brandts. He showed
me his gigantic kitchen, and the ornate downstairs bathroom, "Now come
upstairs with me, I want to give you something," he said, suddenly excited.
He took my hand and gently pulled me upstairs. As he walked, he faced
forward, but every once in a while, he'd turn around to look at me with the
cutest smile ever. When we got to the top of the stairs he let my hand
free, but he turned around to face me and started walking backwards towards
the door farthest to the right. The hallway was flooded with golden
sunlight flowing from a window on the other side of the room. He opened up
the door that I assumed to be to his bedroom. He pulled me in the room and
closed the door again. It was colder than in the hallway, and the whole
room was drenched in a deep red tint. His bed was covered with an extremely
inviting white down comforter topped with about a thousand white pillows
accented with rose red laces and ribbons along with a few rose red
pillows. The rest of the room was decorated the same way- including the
curtains, which were the deep red color. I assumed that the light from the
windows shining in through the curtains was what made the tint of the
room. I felt the carpet under my feet; it seemed to be softer than the
carpet in the hall or downstairs.
"Sit on the bed. I have to pull it out of a box in the closet. It'll
only take a minute," he said pointing to the beautiful bed. I walked over
and sat down on the edge. It was sooooooooo soft! He walked over to another
door in the room that opened into a long closet and turned on the light. He
walked down to the very end and pulled a drawer out of a huge oak
dresser. Pulling out a small white box, he closed the drawer and came back
to the bedroom to sit next to me on the bed, "Here, after what you told me
at the restaurant today, I decided you might take better care of this than
I have. After all, it's been in this box ever since it was given to me," he
said as he extended the box towards me. I looked at him, not sure of what
to think. He nodded, urging me to open the box.
I gasped when I opened it. The box held a tiny, magnificently carved
orca whale made out of wood on a braded leather cord. It was absolutely
stunning. The details carved into it were breathtaking, and it was so
lifelike. "When I was a kid, I had a best friend named Drake. He gave that
to me. I think his dad made it," he whispered as he took it out of the
box. He fastened the necklace behind my head. I looked down at my chest
where my new gift rested.
I was speechless. I reached over to him and hugged him tightly. It
was shocking how close we had become after just two days, yet somehow we
had just gotten so much closer. As I began to pull out of the hug, he
stopped me half way. As we stood there completely still, staring into each
other's eyes, my heart raced. He pulled me back toward him, and locked me
into a deep kiss. We stood there not moving, our lips connected for several
seconds. Finally after he pulled out, he looked at me with widened eyes and
said, "I'm sorry,"
"Don't be. I-I liked it," I said, my teeth chattering with
excitement. I quickly pulled him toward me and kissed him again. After
about two seconds I felt his tongue trying to break into my mouth- of
course I let him in! But I couldn't do so without laughing lightly!
He pulled out of the kiss, starting to laugh, "What's so funny?" he
said with a smile.
"I'm sorry," I said still laughing, "I'm just so excited,"
"Why are you so excited," he looked at me with shifty eyes and a
playful smile.
"Because I like you a lot, Lance," I said. He smiled and leaned in to
kiss me again. I wrapped both arms around his neck as he placed on hand on
my lower back, and pushed towards himself. This caused me to arch forward,
and he lowered me back on to the bed. We were soon both lying down, still
kissing as he pulled us both towards the head of the bed. Sooner or later
we fell asleep, him spooning me.
I woke up about 7:00 p.m., however I wasn't about to move. I was way
too comfortable in his big muscular arms which completely engulfed me. He
was so warm. I laid there for about fifteen minutes just listening to the
rhythm of his breathing. I was definitely enjoying my stay in heaven.
Finally he woke up at about 7:30, "I think I've found the way you're
going to repay me," he said with a playful, groggy voice.
Eventually, he took me back to the school for my car. I was dazed the
rest of the night despite the fact that I had the first day of school
tomorrow of my senior year.
NEXT EPISODE: Tjade starts school as more problems arise!
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