Date: Wed, 28 Jun 2000 20:07:14 EDT
From: E D <edw19@hotmail.com>
Subject: GM College Archives;'Hold me Tight Part 2'{EDW19}( MM coll rom )
Hold me Tight (Part 2)
By EDW19
Copyright 2000
Side note: Thanks to all the guys that sent me comments.
I've looked at this part over; so hopefully, all the typos
are taken care of.
Chapter 4
It's bad enough that butterflies were hovering all
around my stomach, but afternoon traffic was going to make
me late. I've never been to the Royal Garden before so I
underestimated the time to get there. As I pulled my car
into the parking lot, I spotted the familiar BMW since
there wasn't too many other cars there. "Oh just great," I
said to myself while walking under the elaborate pagoda
entrance of the restaurant.
I walked into the lobby, and the hostess standing
behind a podium with large goldfishes carved onto it gave
me a smile. "Hi, welcome to the Royal Garden. How many
guests are you with sir?" She politely asked.
"Uhh, I'm meeting a friend here, and I'm kind of late.
I think he's already seated." I said, trying to control my
voice.
"Are you Jason?" the hostess asked.
"Yes,' I replied with surprise.
"Mr. Morgan has informed us to expect you. Please
follow me this way." She said as I followed her lead.
I spotted Bill sitting in a decorative private booth
near the back. The booth was covered from roof to floor
with exotic dragons and clouds. And it had a large window
that looked out to a beautiful water-lily garden. He was
sitting there enjoying hot Jasmine tea as he looked at the
garden. A big smile formed on his face when he saw me
approaching, and got up from his seat.
"Hi Jason, I'm glad you could make it." He said with
an outstretched hand. I grasped it and could feel a nice
firm grip.
"Hi Bill." I said as we released our handshake. I sat
down and looked around some more; feeling a little awkward
and out of place considering the fact that almost everyone
was pretty well dressed here. Bill was in a full navy suit
like most of the other guests that I saw. I didn't look
like I just got dragged from the sewer-khaki and polo
shirt. But still, I felt a little out of place. The
hostess waited for us to sit down and handed me my menu
before excusing herself.
"Have you been here long?" I asked.
"No, not long. About 10 minutes tops. I though it
would be a breeze to get here when I left work, but I guess
this area gets a little congested around this time of day."
He said.
"Sorry for being late. I haven't been around here
before so I underestimated the traffic." I apologized.
"Don't worry about it. You're here now." He said
with pearly white teeth flashing behind his smile.
"What do you do?" I asked being a little curious.
"I do consulting for KPMG."
"Wow, interesting line of work, you must get to travel
often then?" I asked.
"Lots, sometimes I leave for weeks and that can be
tiresome. I guess which is why I don't have a lot of
friends in Dover-when I'm back in town, I'm too tired to go
out." He said with a somewhat sad undertone.
"Would you like some Jasmine tea while you wait for
the waiter?" He asked me.
"Yes, thank you."
I glanced around the place some more as he reached
over to get my teacup. I've heard that the restaurant was
a great place for Chinese cuisine. I didn't expect it to
be so fancy though. With a student budget, you can't
exactly go to a lot of places like this, except for Yang's
Wok near campus.
"This is a really nice Chinese restaurant. . . Thank
you," I said as he finished pouring tea from the porcelain
pot.
"You're quite welcome. It really is a class of it's
own. There are few Chinese restaurants in the city that is
as decorative. They serve decent lunches too."
Looking at the menu, I saw a lot of strange items.
Where were the chop suey and lo mein noodles that I usually
ordered at Chinese restaurants?
"What do you recommend that's good here?" I asked
him.
"I like just about everything that's on the menu,
though I would be careful with anything that's spicy. You
can request to have the chef leave out the chili peppers.
But the sesame seed chicken is usually good." He said.
We looked over the menu a few more minutes before the
waiter came over to take our orders. I let Bill ordered
the appetizer since he knew exactly what he's doing.
"By the way, do you know how to use chopsticks?" He
asked as he picked up a pair from the table.
"I have tried before, but I always seem to make a mess
on the table and never finish cleaning up my plate." I
answered.
He gave a deep chuckle and said, "Well, maybe we can
do something about it tonight. I've been told by my Asian
clients that I'm not too bad for an American."
I picked up my pair, quickly looked at the
instructions on the back, and tried to imitate the
pictures.
"The instructions are usually not much help. I've
seen at least a dozen ways to hold chopsticks-and almost
everyone has their own unique style." He said with a cute
grin.
I've never been around too many people who used
chopsticks often, so I was clumsy with the awkward utensil.
"You want to place your thumb here and try to move the
chopsticks with your index finger." He said as he leaned
over to move my fingers with his hand so that they sort of
entangled the chopsticks, yet still gave me enough room to
make it move. When his hand touched my fingers, I got an
electrical charge running through my body and down my
spine. I pushed the excited thoughts aside as I tried to
concentrate and not make a fool of myself.
As the waiter brought over the appetizer, he said,
"try picking up the shrimp dumplings with your chopsticks
like this." Picking it up like an expert to stress his
point.
I reached for one of the dumplings with my chopsticks
and tried to pick it up.
"Try to move it like scissors, it's much easier that
way." He said.
And he was right, it somewhat moved like scissors. By
the time we finished the dumplings, I was a little better
using the utensil. Mimicking Bill using the chopsticks was
a lot easier than trying to follow the pictures on the
utensil covers.
Throughout the rest of dinner, I really connected well
with him. We had a lot in common and shared so many
interests. I tried not to stare at him too much though.
Didn't want him to know that I got the hots for him. He
seemed like a real nice guy, but I was pretty sure the guy
was straight. It was a nice gesture of him to invite me
for dinner because I gave him a lift to the gas station; so
I tried not to read too much about his intentions for
dinner. I didn't want to hope too much and be disappointed
later.
"Hope you like dinner." He said while opening the door
for me.
"It was great, thanks for inviting me."
"It was my pleasure. If it weren't for you, I would
have been behind on my schedule all this week." He
replied.
"It was nothing really. All I did was gave you a
lift." I said.
"Well, hate to eat and run, but I still have a lot of
work I need to complete tonight; maybe we can do this again
sometimes." He asked.
"Sure." I replied.
"Well, I have to leave tomorrow for New York, but I
should be back sometimes next week. You can call me at
these numbers." He said as he opened his wallet and handed
a card to me. "Feel free to leave me a message if you
can't reach me."
"Thanks, have a goodnight Bill." I said.
"You too, and have a safe drive back to campus." He
waved after igniting his BMW. I watched him a little
longer as he drove off.
Chapter 5
"Good morning guys."
"Whoa, someone woke up on the right side of bed this
morning." Steven groaned.
"I had a good sleep last night. Besides, if you
didn't drink so much yesterday, you wouldn't be so grumpy
now." I replied.
"At least I drank. All you can take is a Sprite
little man. And you missed the best part of the game last
night, touchdown with a single throw at the end." Steven
said.
"Well, we have to get to class. We'll see you guys at
lunch." Cindy said.
She and some of her friends left for their class. I
waved good-bye to them and tugged Steven's shirt to point
him in the direction of our class-since he's walking the
wrong way.
"You think you're sober enough to join me for the gym
this evening?" I asked Steven when we took our seats.
"Probably not man, I'm going to get a long nap after
class. Cindy would love to join you, but I over-heard the
girls talking about going shopping later. You could join
us for a late dinner-around 8:30."
"I'll be out of the gym by 6 and would starve to death
if I wait that long. Thanks, but I'll have to eat by
myself tonight." The professor started lecturing so we
quieted down and opened our books to take notes.
I've been to the University 4 months now, but have
made few friends. It's not that I'm stuck up or like that,
but I'm kind of shy around new faces. It takes me longer
than most people to familiarize myself with new
surroundings and talk to people around me. Some people are
talented enough to just walk up to any stranger and start a
conversation. But for me, I usually don't start chatting
unless someone talks to me first. Being new on campus
didn't help either. I was given an orientation during my
first week here, but haven't figured where everyone hangs
out. I've even thought about joining several of the social
clubs around campus, but haven't found the time to attend
any of the meetings yet. I usually have classes during
those hours or doing something else. I mostly hang out
with Steven, Cindy, and their friends. We have several
classes together, so naturally, I'd spend most of my time
with them.
Finishing the essay for my history class, I looked at
my alarm clock and noticed that it's only 9:30. Too early
to head for bed and too late to go grab something to eat
from the dinning hall. I grabbed a soda from the fridge
and flicked on the tv--hoping there was something good on
tonight. Cable came with the dorm rent, but just basic
channels only. Just my luck tonight, it was mostly reruns
and old movies, so I shut off the tv and headed for the
small shelf of books I kept above my desk. There were a
few books that I never got around to finish reading and
waiting for nights like these to drown my loneliness.
I fingered through the shelf and found a paperback
with a bookmark stuck in the middle of it. Flopping on the
bed, I nested comfortably with the pillow to read my book.
Several pages into the story, I had to put the book down.
Someone told me the book was good, but it didn't hold my
attention span for long. I pushed the book onto the night
stand and noticed the business card that Bill had given me
lying on it. I had left it there when I came in last
night-I usually empty everything in my pocket on it--keys,
wallet, pens, etc. After ruining several of my clothes
with chewing gum and ink stains, I learned that it's best
to empty everything before you take your pants off.
I looked at the card more carefully. William Morgan,
in bold letters right smack in the middle with his title
below it. There were several numbers to reach him,
including his cellular number. I sat there staring at the
card and resisted an urge to call him. He would likely be
in New York by now and probably busy with clients. I'd
like to talk to him, but don't want to bother the guy.
The rest of the week was kinda monotonous. Class,
gym, sleep-pretty much the same stuff day after day. I was
in the library doing some research when I heard someone
calling my name.
"Jason, there you are. Man, what's so interesting in
the book that you're glue to it?" Steven said. "Must have
lots of pictures of naked women in there to keep your nose
hidden in there." He said grinning as he pulled the book
over to have a look at it.
"Sorry to disappoint you Steven, but it's just maps
and facts about Alexander's conquest of Asia Minor." I
said. "The report for our class is due next week."
"Please, don't remind me. I still haven't found the
books needed to start mine." He said.
"If you actually hang around the library more often,
maybe you can actually find some." I said with a wink.
"Well, it's Friday and you don't need to be all coup
up in here. The guys are thinking about heading for the
Rez later tonight. Want to join us? Who knows, maybe we
could find you some hot looking chick." He said with a
smile.
"Sure, I'll join you guys." I replied, as I gather up
the books to place them on the return cart.
The Rez was one of the larger clubs that's dominated
by college students. Almost everyone that attends the
University hangs out there on the weekends. It was always
packed on Fridays though, which I don't mind. I could hear
the music blasting away as I pulled my car into the parking
lot. The guys volunteered me to drive them tonight. Since
I don't drink, I usually ended up being the driver anyway.
There were four of us; Steven sitting next to me in the
front, and his two buddies in the back-Ken and Dave. I've
hang around them before since they have classes with both
Steven and me.
"You guys can go in ahead if you want. Cindy said
she'll meet me in the front." Steven said.
"That's alright, is she bringing her roommate along?"
asked Ken with an excited look.
"Yeah, I think so. Said she'll bring along a couple
of her girlfriends too." Steven replied. We stood around
the front and chatted awhile before the girls showed up.
"Sorry guys, did you have to wait long?" Cindy asked
as she got out of her car. There were two other girls that
came with her that I did not recognize.
"We just got here a few minutes ago." Steven replied
as he came over and put his arms around her.
"Let me make the introductions." Cindy said. "Guys,
I'd like you to meet Meg and my roommate Kelley. Girls,
this cute one is Jason, the blond one is Dave, and that's
Ken."
Ken came right up to shake Kelley's hand. And I saw
the reason why Ken had asked Steven if Cindy's bringing her
along. She was a very pretty girl. Meg gave me a smile as
she shook hands with me.
The inside wasn't as packed as I had thought. I guess
we were a little early. But there was a crowd hovering
around the dance floor and lights were in full swing.
"Would you like something to drink?" Steven asked
Cindy.
"We just got here and you want me drunk already?"
Cindy replied with a sly grin. "I'll have a bloody mary
thank you."
"What about you Meg and Kelley?" Steven turned to ask
them.
"I've got Kelley's drink." Ken hollered.
"And I'm getting Meg's." Dave jumped in. "What would
you like to drink Meg?"
"Thanks Dave, a bloody mary sounds good." Meg said.
"I'll be right back with your drink," said Dave as he
join Steven and Ken to the bar. The girls spotted an empty
table and pulled me toward it.
"Cindy, you were right when you said I'm going to meet
three gorgeous looking guys tonight. They are such
cuties." Kelley shouted through the music. "Especially
Jason here. I hope you're not taken Jason?"
I know Kelley's comment brought a red shade to my
face. "uhhh, no. I'm still single." I replied.
"Awe, you made him blush Kelley. Isn't he even more
cute with some color." Cindy laughed.
Thankfully, the guys didn't take too long to get their
drinks and joined us. The girl's mischievous comments were
starting to make me a little nervous. We all sat around
and chatted for awhile to get to know one another.
"Well, are we going to sit here all night?" asked
Steven. "Let's move to the dance floor."
Everyone followed Steven and Cindy as they navigated
through the crowd onto the dance floor. By now, there were
more people piling into the club. We all danced together,
and had a blast. Kelley and Ken got along well and paired
off a little later. Steven was glued to Cindy; so that
left Meg with Dave and me. Meg didn't seem to mind dancing
with two guys, especially when Dave and I almost sandwiched
her. She was cheering and leading us on.
Chapter 6
I was stirred awake by the phone. Who could be
calling me this morning? I know it can't be Steven since
he was wasted last night. It was almost 4 in the morning
when we left the club. I thought about letting the
answering machine get it, but it could be mom.
"Hello,"
"Good Morning Jason, are you still asleep? It's
almost noon." Said a voice I could recognize in a
heartbeat.
"Hi Bill, went out last night, and I didn't get back
until kind of late." I said in a slightly more awaked
tone.
"Well, she's a lucky lady than. Did you guys have
fun." He asked in an almost questioning voice.
"Uh, it's not like that. I went out with some
friends." I explained.
"Sorry that I always seem to catch you at a bad time.
Do you want me to let you go back to bed?" He asked.
"No, it's alright, I'm already awake." I replied.
"Are you still in New York?"
"I got back late last night." He said. "Just wanted
to call and see if you'd like to do something tonight.
Maybe dinner and some conversation?"
"Sure, that sounds like fun." I replied.
"That's great. Do you like Italian cuisine?" He
asked. "I feel like dropping by the Italian Island."
"Haven't been there before, but I like just about any
cuisine as long as it's not too spicy." I replied.
"Alright, I think you'll like the place. Let's meet
there around 6:30 tonight, do you have a pen so that I can
give you directions?" He asked.
"I have an idea where it's located. Thanks though."
I said.
"Okay, I have some chores to do around here, so I'll
see you at 6:30 then." He said.
"See you then." I said with a smile.
I had just taken a shower and walking toward my room
when I almost bumped into Steven.
"Hey, excuse me Steven."
"Morning, or is it still even morning?" He said in a
tired tone.
"It's about 1 past noon. But there's still time for
lunch at the dinning hall. You think you can join me
without having to hull you over there."
"Let me go piss and freshen up first though." He
said.
"Alright, I'll be down in the laundry room then." I
said heading toward my room to put my toiletry bag away and
get my laundry basket.
There were actually a lot of students in the dinning
hall. I guess a lot of us sleep in late on Saturday
mornings. Steven and I were looking for an empty table to
sit when we spotted Dave and Ken sitting at a table near
the windows.
"Hey guys, seem as if you've managed to get up
alright." Steven said as we sat down.
"Man, I had to get up to fill my empty stomach after
drowning it with all that alcohol last night." Ken
replied.
"It was a blast last night. Meg is such a hot chick.
I'm glad you invited me Steven." Dave said.
"She's not as hot and slick as Kelley." Ken jumped in.
"Well guys, you'll get to see them again tonight if
you want. Cindy asked me to come over for dinner tonight
at her place and told me to bring you guys along." Steven
said.
"No kiddin," replied Dave.
"Nope, she's invited Meg as well." Said Steven. "Oh,
Cindy asked you and I to come over early Jason so that we
could help them cook."
"I'd like to go and help, but I already have other
plans tonight Steven." I replied.
"Oh? A date with some other chick? Jason, man,
smooth guy. How did you manage to meet some other girl
when you were with Meg for most of last night?" Steven
asked.
"Uhhh, I don't have a date tonight, just some other
plans." I said. "Thank Cindy for inviting me and tell her
that I'm sorry for not making it.
I really didn't want them to know that I was having
dinner with a guy. After we had lunch, I went back to the
laundry room to get my clothes. We were pretty lucky to
have a dorm that has a snack bar, computer room, and
laundry room.
By the time I finished folding my clothes and put them
away, I needed to get ready for dinner. I looked in the
closet, but couldn't figure what to where. I had to try on
several outfits before deciding on some plain khaki and a
dark shirt. If I couldn't look nice, I could at least try
looking decent around Bill.
I got to the restaurant early-didn't want to be late
like the last time. The Italian Island was another nice
restaurant located in the more prominent section of town.
Steven had taken Cindy here before and said the food was
good-except for the price.
I stood in the lobby and watched as the valet drove my
car off to park it. It was a nicely decorated lobby with
roman design. Columns that supported vine-covered arches.
I was admiring the water fountain that stood at the far end
of the lobby when I felt someone standing next to me.
"Isn't it a neat fountain? I like the way the waves
are formed as the water falls along the side."
"It does have a mesmerizing effect." I replied and
turned to look at Bill.
"When did you get here?" He said.
"Just got here a few minutes ago." I said.
As with the Chinese restaurant, the menu was something
new to me. There were some items I recognize, but they
also had some strange ones too. Bill was helpful, and
pointed out a few things about the items. Throughout
dinner, I don't think I paid much attention to what I was
eating though. I was mainly focusing on Bill and his
smiles. There was something to it. I could feel a strange
sensation every time his blue eyes grazed at me.
"So what did you do the rest of the day after I had
awakened you?" Bill asked.
"Oh, nothing much. Just cleaned up my room, and did
the laundry. What about you?"
"Same here. With my kind of work, I don't get to spend
too much time at my place so there's only so much that I
can mess up around there. It just gets dusty a lot." He
said with a smile.
"It must be fun to travel to different cities often.
How often do you get to be away?"
"It usually depends on the project. Sometimes I am
away for two weeks and sometimes for a month or two. But
it does get real tiresome after awhile." He said.
"Do you have other plans tonight?" Bill asked as we
were walking out of the restaurant.
"No,"
"Would you like to see a movie?" He asked.
"Sure."
"I've heard that this movie is not too bad for an
animation." I said to Bill as we were waiting for the
movie to start.
We had decided to see Titan A. E.
"I haven't seen a movie in awhile." Replied Bill.
"Last time I was in a theater was when Episode I of Star
Wars came out."
"You're a fan of them too? That's awesome. I love
Star Wars."
"I've been a fan of them since I was a kid." Bill said
with a warm smile.
"This may sound personal and you don't have to answer,
but are you seeing anyone right now?" Bill asked.
"No, what about you?" I replied. I was a little
surprised by his question, but it gave me a perfect
opportunity to find out more about him.
"I've been single for awhile. It's not easy to have a
relationship with anyone when you work awful hours and out
of town all the time." He said in a subtle tone.
"Oh, when was the last time you were with someone?" I
asked with curiosity.
"It was before I moved to Dover. He--He didn't want
to move here with me." He said in a sad voice. But
quickly added when he saw the shocked expression on my
face.
"Oh, I should mention that I'm gay. I hope that
doesn't bother you or make you feel uncomfortable around
me."
I was completely surprised. Bill was gay! I could
have sworn that I felt my heart skipping several beats.
"Really? I would have never guessed. So are you
out?" I asked.
"You mean do my co-workers and family know about me?
No. I'm pretty confident about my sexual orientation, but
I'm not flamboyant about it. With the environment I deal
with at work, I don't think they need any more
distractions." Bill said with slightly dry humor.
"What about you? When was the last time you dated
someone?" Bill asked.
"I've dated a guy in high school, but we didn't last.
We just mostly fool around, so I really wouldn't call it
dating." I replied. "He was the only guy that I've been
with."
"Are you bisexual?"
"No, I get turn off with just the though of seeing a
naked woman." I replied.
"I assume than that you're still in the closet too?"
He asked.
"Yeah, no one in Dover knows about me except for you
now. It's been something that's hard for me to deal with.
I never understood why I felt an attraction toward guys
growing up. It was really difficult to hide those feelings
throughout high school. After I fooled around with that
one guy, I just accept the fact that I like guys. Still,
it wasn't fun not knowing any friend who's gay. I even
thought about going to the gay clubs to meet some people a
few times but just didn't had the guts to try. "
"Sorry to hear about that." He said with a warm smile
and gave my hand a light squeeze. I gave him a squeeze
back, but didn't let go of his hand.
The movie started so we ended things there. But
throughout the entire movie, he didn't let go of my hand-
gave it a squeeze every now and then. It was a nice
feeling. He had a really nice firm grip. His hand felt
smooth, but I could tell he had some hair on his arms-
especially when my arm brushed against his every now and
then. I could hardly pay any attention to the movie, and I
think I looked more at him than the screen. We would
glance at each other, smile, and turned back to the screen.
The theater was dark enough that I wasn't too worry about
the other guest seeing us.
I noticed that there wasn't any car left at the
restaurant except for mine as Bill turn into the parking
lot. We had decided to go in one car after dinner and he
insisted on driving. He parked his car right next to mine.
A cool breeze hit my face as I got out of the car.
"I hope you liked the movie." Bill said with a smile.
"I had a great time, thanks again for inviting me to
dinner and the movie." I returned his smile.
"I'm glad you were able to come since it was a last
minute thing." He said coming closer to me.
He wrapped his strong arms around me and slightly
tilted his head. I hugged him back and looked right into
his face. I could feel what was coming as I closed my eyes
and our lips brushed against each other. Sparks were
flying all around me as blood rushed to every part of my
body by the single contact with him. His tongue traced
around my lips before entering my mouth to meet mine. It
was a long passionate kiss that sent me over the edge.
Finally, we pulled apart.
"Will I get to see you again soon?" Bill asked.
"Of course, are you free tomorrow?"
"I just have a few things to do in the morning, but
how about meeting me for lunch?" He asked.
"I like that."
"Alright, I'll give you a call when I get home
tonight." He smiled as he gave me one more hug before
leaving. "Drive safely back."
"You too Bill. Have a good night."
Chapter 7
My weekend was turning out better than I though.
After the wonderful dinner and movie with Bill Saturday
night, we met again for lunch on Sunday. He had to go to
New York for the week, so we decided to meet again next
Friday. I spent Sunday evening in my dorm and tried to
catch up on weekend homework.
I was typing an essay on my computer for the English
102 class when I heard an almost muffled bell ringing out
in the hall around 8pm. I got up and opened the door to
have a peek. Students were running left and right in the
halls and hurrying toward the stairways.
"Hey, what's going on?" I said to one of the guys in
the hallway.
"It's a fire alarm. Yeah, it doesn't sound like it.
This building so freaking old that I'm surprised it still
works." He said. "You better start heading out too."
I put on a pair of sneakers and grabbed my keys before
heading out. Everyone gathered around the lawn in front of
the dorm. It wasn't until then that I noticed most of the
guys were in their boxers and t-shirts-including myself.
I'm in an all male dorm, so it was pretty common to see
everyone roaming around in boxers.
I spotted Steven-clad only in boxers without a shirt.
"Hey Steven, is this a prank or real?" I asked him.
"It's real man. I thought it was a prank when I heard
that stupid bell they call a firm alarm. I've heard Ken
talking about other dorms having lots of fire pranks
lately, so I didn't bother to get out until the RA came
banging at my door." He replied.
There was a column of smoke rising from the east wing
of the dorm. By this time, we heard and saw two fire
trucks heading toward the dorm. I was glad that Steven and
I were in the west wing. A few of the students started
walking closer to the east side of the lawn to have a
better view of the fire that's apparently blazing from one
of the rooms.
"Good grief, someone's going to be paying major
liability for this." Said Steven.
"Wait a minute, you're telling me, if someone burned
down the entire dorm, they have to pay for it?" Said Dave
as he joined me and Steven.
"Yep, you don't remember that liability waver they
made you sign when you first got here?" Answered Steven.
"That's why things like toaster ovens and incense aren't
allowed in the dorms. And that piece of paper said you're
liable if you burn down the dorm with such items."
"I feel sorry for the little guy who's getting his
room blazed then." Dave said.
We had to hang around the lawn for almost four hours
before the fire-fighters got control of the situation and
said it was safe for everyone to go back to their rooms.
When I got into my room, I saw my answering machine
blinking. So I went to retrieve the message.
"Hey Jason, this is Bill. Just thought I would give
you a call before heading out to the airport. Anyways,
take care, and hope you have a good night. I'll see you
Friday."
I hit the stop button, picked up the phone and started
to dial his number before I noticed that it was past 12.
It's too late to give him a ring. What a thoughtful guy--
giving me a call before he left. I will have to remember
to call him tomorrow.
"Morning Jason." Steven said as he grabbed a seat
next to me. We barely made it on time to our first class
of the day.
"Hey Steven. The fire fighters too long enough to
extinguish that smoke last night. I had to stay up til 2
to finish my essay."
"Tell me about it. I didn't get started on the
weekend homework until 5 minutes before the alarm rang. So
I just threw together whatever crap I could muster and
grabbed whatever sleep I could get. I tell you, these
professors just don't want us to relax during the weekends.
You would think they get bore grading all the work we hand
them daily."
"I guess they want us to stay away from clubs,
alcohol, and girls." I said with a grin.
"If it wasn't for clubs, alcohol, and Cindy, I would
go nuts and couldn't focus on anything else." He replied
with a smile. "I don't know how you manage to stay sane
when you don't drink, and still haven't found someone yet."
I just smiled to his comment.
"Can I borrow your homework again? I didn't get to
the part last night." He asked.
"Sure, let me get it out of my bag." I said. "So,
did they ever found out what cause the fire last night?"
"I heard that some guy left a candle burning in his
room while he was out. His curtains feel on it and things
went out of control then. Four rooms were destroyed before
the fire trucks could stop it."
"Wow, so where's he staying?" I asked as I took my
homework out of my bookbag.
"He's staying in one of the guest rooms. Poor guy,
everything in his room was torched."
Students began to lower their voices as they saw the
professor and his assistant entering the auditorium. They
came in with an arm-load of instruments and placed them on
the lab table next to the podium. While the professor got
his notes our of his briefcase, his teaching assistant
started to put the pieces together.
"Looks like the old geaser actually remembered to
bring in the stuff to show us the experiment he had talked
about doing all last week. Guess I'm going to have time to
do my homework for our English 102 as well." Steven
whispered to me while copying from my homework.
"Anything else is better than his boring lectures." I
said softly to Steven.
It was actually a neat demonstration. The professor
asked us to raise our hands if we think water can be cooled
to a certain point that it will boil. No one dared to
raise their hands. I think some of us knew the answer but
too timid to respond. The professor pointed to an oddly
shaped glass pipe on the lab table. It was about a yard in
length and looked like a glass shovel, except it has spoons
on both ends. He poured water in one end and liquid
nitrogen in the other. The hollow glass tube fogged
instantly with crystal forming on the sides as the liquid
nitrogen flowed to the other end with the water. In less
than 5 seconds, the super-cooled liquid caused the water to
boil, due to the reaction of differences in extreme
temperatures.
"Pretty neat eh Steven?" I asked as I turned to look
at Steven.
"Yeah, but I think I would enjoy it much more if he
hadn't given us so much homework to do. If it wasn't for
you, I think I would have already dropped this course." He
complained.
I smiled at him. "I doubt it. You're doing okay on
the exams. And you didn't do that by copying from me
either. Actually, I think you would do even better if I'm
not here."
"Either that or I would just borrow someone else's
homework." He said with a wink.
There wasn't anything else that's out of the norm for
the rest of the day. By the time I got back from the gym
with Steven that evening, I was a little drained out. But
I still managed to give Bill a ring, but didn't catch him-
and had to leave him a message on his cellular phone.
It wasn't until Wednesday that I got in touch with
Bill. He called me and apologized for not returning my
call sooner. He was pretty busy with his clients. He also
told me that he might be returning to Dover earlier than
scheduled and would give me a call to let me know as soon
as he could.
Chapter 8
"I can't believe it's Friday already." I said to
Steven as I punched in the search option on the computer to
look for a few books I needed.
"Yeah, and I am so glad man. It's a good thing the
old geaser let us out early today after the exam. I was
almost afraid he was going to lecture some more when he
went over to the podium to dismiss us." Steven said.
"And our next class is cancel. I'm suppose to meet my
group for my last class to do a project, but one of the
guys called me last night and rescheduled the meeting. So
I guess I'm done for the day. Are you going to your last
class?"
"Man, you're one lucky guy. I have to go to my last
afternoon class. We're also having an exam today, and I
could use the extra time to study some more for it. You
sure you don't want to join us tonight?" He asked.
"No, thanks. I wouldn't know what to do with myself
in a bar since I don't drink hard liquor."
"Well, you don't have to drink, but maybe hang around
and meet someone." Steven said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Yeah right, meet someone in a bar. How many girls
are going to be there besides Cindy? And if I remember
correctly, she's already taken."
"Well, Cindy and I are just going to hang around there
a bit before heading for a movie or something. You can
join us for the movie."
"Naah. You guys can use the privacy. Thanks though."
"Alright, just want to make sure you don't get coup up
here all night in the library." He said with an
exaggerated smile. "I'll talk to you later this weekend
than."
"I'm going to leave after I get these books, so don't
worry about me. Good luck on your exam and have fun
tonight." I said.
"Thanks. Bye."
I checked out the books I had found in the library and
decided to drop them off at my room before heading for an
early lunch. There was a light blinking on the answering
machine, so I dropped the books on my desk and listened to
the message.
"Hi Jason, this is Bill. I finished early and just
got back into town. Would love to meet you for lunch today
if you can. Give me a call at home whenever you get in.
Thanks and I'll talk to you later."
I picked up the phone and dialed his number.
"Hello." Said a deep voice.
"Hey good looking. How are you today?" I said.
"Hi Jason. I'm fine, thanks for asking. And you?"
"Doing well. Don't have class for the rest of the
day, so I get to have an early weekend." I said.
"Are you playing hooky or are all your professors
sick?" He asked.
"I always play hooky on Friday." I joked. "My class
got cancel, and my group decided to meet another day for
the group project. And I would love to join you for
lunch."
"I'm glad to hear that. I know a great place to take
you. Wear something comfortable and good walking shoes. I
want to surprise you this time, so no questions. Pick you
up in an hour?" He asked.
"Yeah, that's fine." I replied. I gave him
directions to my dorm before hanging up. "Surprised eh?
Good walking shoes, where are we going?" I thought to
myself as I changed into my hikers. I already had on blue
jeans, so I didn't need anything else that's more
comfortable.
It was less than an hour before Bill arrived. I was
waiting in the front of the dorm parking deck when the
familiar black BMW drove up. Instead of heading for the
inner city as I had expected him to, he drove in the
opposite direction and headed toward the country side.
"Are we having lunch at some authentic southern
place?" I asked and hope to have some clue to his
surprise.
"Wait and see, I think you'll like this." He said
with a big grinning smile.
He drove far out into the outskirts of the city. The
road narrowed from four lanes to just two. And before
long, he pulled into a nature conservation reserve. There
were hardly any cars around where Bill parked his car. He
opened his trunk and inside were a picnic basket and a dark
green plaid blanket.
"So this is the surprise." I said with a grin.
"Yeah, and I know the perfect little place to eat here
too. Come on, let's get going. I don't know about you,
but I'm hungry." He said while picking up the basket. I
carried the blanket and followed him up the steeping trail.
We made small talk while he navigated through the path they
called a trail. If you didn't see the broken twigs, you
would never know that it was a trail. There were marks
here and there that showed signs of human destruction, but
other than that, the whole area was covered with trees,
bushes, and vines.
Bill knew exactly where he was going. After a little
walk, he grabbed hold of my hand and led me off the trail
into thicker bushes. It was nice walking through the
forest and holding Bill's hand. There was no one around
except for us, so I really enjoyed it. Before long, we
reached an area that opened up with less bushes. We were
on a flat slope that over-looked a river below.
Bill handed me the picnic basket and spread out the
plaid blanket. I put the basket down on the blanket and
help him with the corners. Then he took off his brown
leather shoes and sat down to unpack the picnic basket. I
took of my hikers as well, and sat next to him.
"Wow, where did you find time to get all this?" I
asked in surprised as I watch him pulled out some croissant
sandwiches, fruit salads, and a bottle of wine-with glasses
too.
"Well, I would love to say I packed it myself. But I
picked up the entire basket at this little Deli shop. You
just tell them what you'd like to eat, and they pack it all
for you." He said with a sheepish grin.
"It's a great idea. I'm impressed." I smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry about this Jason. I know you don't
drink, so I had asked them to include a Sprite for you. I
had rushed them since I didn't want you to wait long, and
they must have forgot." Bill apologized as he handed me a
plate with ham croissant and a fruit salad.
"It's okay Bill, I hardly drink any alcohol, but I've
had wine before. A little sip won't hurt." I said.
"Are you sure? I'll run and get you a soda if you
want?"
"I'd rather sit here and enjoy a cup of wine with
you." I reassured him.
After we ate, we spread out on the blanket--enjoying
the wine and catching some shut-eyes. There was hardly any
cloud in the sky, so the sun was shining bright. Luckily,
Bill had chosen a spot under the shade of an oak tree, so
it wasn't too warm. Once in awhile, a breeze would flow by
and autumn leaves of green, orange, and yellow fell onto
the ground. The river was too far below to see clearly,
but I could hear a hint of rushing water.
Bill laid on his back and used his arms to support his
head. I had borrowed his shoulder and rested my head
there. Being so close to him, I could smell a light scent
of his cologne-one of the Calvin Klein brands. Mixed with
the cologne was his incredible scent. I'm not sure how to
describe it. It's not odor, but something sweet and very
masculine. A cool, and sexy scent. I was getting very
aroused by just his scent alone.
His eyes were closed so I got to look at his face more
closely. He had strong cheekbones, a smooth define face,
and a handsome smile. I ran my hand across his polo shirt
and could feel his define, trim body. It stirred him awake
as he opened his eyes and looked at me. Two jewels of blue
marble peering right into mine.
He stretched his arms and pulled me closer to him.
With half my upper body almost on top of him. He moved his
head closer and his lips met mine. My body was shivering
with delight as I could feel his arousal through his khaki
pants. We kissed for several minutes, his tongue probing
slowly into my mouth. As I moved lower and kissed his
neck, I heard a low pleasing sound coming from within his
throat. I kissed his smooth skin and licked to taste his
scent mixed with the cologne. I was in pure heaven as I
heard him moan softly while I nibble on his ear lobes.
He rolled me over, with his body on top of mine. And
kissed me with a sense of urgency and passion. Licking,
sucking, and tasting every inch of my lips and neck. He
unbuttoned the upper part of my shirt to get more assess to
my adam's apple. He licked it and sucked on it to send me
almost over the edge.
Every fiber of my body was tingling all over with his
every touch. I pushed him back on his back and licked from
his lips to his Adam's apple. I roam my hands over his
chest and flat stomach, trying to pull his shirt up. I was
about to untuck his shirt when he grabbed hold of my hands
and whispered to me, "I've love to continue this but we're
not exactly at the right place for this."
He gave me a kiss before looking into my eyes to see
my response. I kissed him back to let him know I
understood. We made out a few more minutes before deciding
to pack up and head back to the car. Bill had to return to
his office and finish some last minute reports, since it
had to be submitted to the overseas office before midnight.
But he said he'll give me a call tomorrow morning as he
dropped me off in front of my dorm.
To be continue . . .
I will have part III posted soon. Please feel free to send
me comments, suggestions, etc. at edw19@hotmail.com