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08-06-03, 06:55 AM
Will had been reading and rereading, staring and crying for the better part of an hour. He was beginning to come to grips with the situation. Either his rationale thoughts were taking hold or perhaps he was just succumbing to fatigue. Having met at the tender age of sixteen, they had known each other only two and a half years. Carol Lynn was actually a few months older than Will. It appeared that the end was coming at the vulnerable age of nineteen. Will quickly did the math in his head; her betrothed must be 27 or 28 (22 plus four years of medical school and at least a one-year internship; Will had no idea how long he had been in his residency or for that matter what the duration was). He was destined for riches, being a plastic surgeon.
Will and Carol Lynn had come from middle class families and in reality, for both that was an exaggeration. Their social positions could have been more closely defined as lower middle class. Wills’ parents struggled for and with every penny. His father embraced many money-making ventures; volunteer fireman, army reserve, and Saturday morning auto parts clerk. While the money was helpful, Will suspected that his father really preferred being out of the house. These “part-time money making endeavors” satisfied at least two criteria - out of the house and extra money. Carol Lynn’s plight was probably worse. The obvious thought that she and Will would relive their parents’ struggle may have been enough for Carol Lynn to escape a potentially doomed relationship for one emphasizing financial security. Will convinced himself that this was the case. She could not possibly love someone that she had only known for a few weeks or months and had proposed on the second date. For a few moments, Will focused on this positive thought, then headed in a downward spiral. One of the reasons he found himself in a shower in Okinawa having survived thirteen months in Vietnam and not a classroom at Miami University in Oxford, Ohio was the lower middle class dilemma that engulfed many of his Corps colleagues; not enough financial clout.
Will detected movement in the squad bay, which seemed to be closing in on the head and interrupted his preoccupation with the past. He quickly extinguished the light. Surprisingly, someone entered the shower, but did not bother to turn on the lights. The intruder made his way directly across to the shower nearest, but opposite, the single opening to the spacious room. Will was tucked in the corner diagonal to where the muscular newcomer stood. The newcomer reached up and turned on the faucets with both hands; left on hot and right on cold. He bowed his head as the water began cascading over his body. Will tried to regain his composure as he looked at the stranger in the corner about twenty feet away. His confidence regained, Will took a deep breath, stood up and took the first step toward exiting the shower. What happened next astonished him beyond comprehension and further contributed to the surrealistic events of the evening. Still in the same position he had been since his shower began, the invader released his left hand from the hot water fixture and moved it slowly down to his groin area where he began gently stroking his rapidly enlarging penis.
Just two minutes prior to that, Will had been the vulnerable one, but now the tables were turned. He was still in an unenviable position, but had gained a certain advantage. As he watched the intruder’s hand move back and forth in the darkness, his thoughts turned to the first time that he and Carol Lynn had found themselves naked and exploring each other’s rapidly maturing bodies.
This pleasant recollection brought a smile to his face and a surge of blood to his groin area. He set the stage in his mind. They had been kissing for what seemed like hours and petting, as it was called then for an equally sustained period of time. Carol Lynn had suggested that it was time for Will to leave and while he was not eager to do so, he did not protest, and moved with her to the door. They walked slowly to the front of the house, stopping occasionally to kiss and grope. Will still wasn’t sure that he had mastered the kissing thing, but what he was doing seemed to be working fine with Carol Lynn. They spent what seemed like hours doing the same things. Will perceived this as lack of progress towards a more concrete and definable goal. He assumed that this particular evening would be more of the same.
He found himself on the outside of the screen door, while Carol Lynn was on the inside. It was a warm summer evening; her sister Denise, and brother-in-law Jim were at a drive-in movie. Their kids, who Will and Carol Lynn were attending had been in bed for hours. Will and Carol Lynn were exchanging comments about what they would do on Sunday, which by all accounts had already arrived. Will wondered out loud when would Carol Lynn expect her sister to return. Carol Lynn thought for a second and responded “Probably not until after two and more likely about three. It was a double-feature and they really wanted to see the second movie.”
Jim liked to drink beers at the drive-in, screw his wife in the back seat and then sleep through the second movie. When he awoke after missing most of the latter movie, they would proceed to a locally famous drive-in restaurant and start the day with cheeseburgers, fries and large chocolate milk shakes.
Both Carol Lynn and Will must have been doing the same time calculations in their heads and simultaneously came to the realization that they had more time alone than they had previously determined. What a few minutes before had seemed like less than hour, upon reflection had become two, and more likely, three hours. Besides, nothing would really happen if Carol Lynn’s sister caught them in a compromising position. With all this being assimilated in Carol Lynn’s brain, a seductive, little smile crossed her face and she raised her right hand waist level and began moving her index finger back and forth, slowly motioning Will to come back into the house.
As Will passed through the screen door, he imagined that he was going somewhere where he had never been before. He seemed to glide to this destination. He and Carol Lynn embraced and began kissing almost violently. Although neither had anything alcoholic to drink, they both seemed intoxicated by the moment. Continuing to kiss passionately, they moved back to the family room and fell to the floor, fortunately upon a thick plush rug, which was conveniently placed between the sofa and love seat. Carol Lynn took the initiative, and removed her clothes at the same time indicating to Will that he should do likewise. He was caught up in the moment and was not nearly as composed as she. He did manage to fumble and bumble his way out of his tee-shirt, shorts and eventually underwear.
Will and Carol Lynn had come from middle class families and in reality, for both that was an exaggeration. Their social positions could have been more closely defined as lower middle class. Wills’ parents struggled for and with every penny. His father embraced many money-making ventures; volunteer fireman, army reserve, and Saturday morning auto parts clerk. While the money was helpful, Will suspected that his father really preferred being out of the house. These “part-time money making endeavors” satisfied at least two criteria - out of the house and extra money. Carol Lynn’s plight was probably worse. The obvious thought that she and Will would relive their parents’ struggle may have been enough for Carol Lynn to escape a potentially doomed relationship for one emphasizing financial security. Will convinced himself that this was the case. She could not possibly love someone that she had only known for a few weeks or months and had proposed on the second date. For a few moments, Will focused on this positive thought, then headed in a downward spiral. One of the reasons he found himself in a shower in Okinawa having survived thirteen months in Vietnam and not a classroom at Miami University in Oxford, Ohio was the lower middle class dilemma that engulfed many of his Corps colleagues; not enough financial clout.
Will detected movement in the squad bay, which seemed to be closing in on the head and interrupted his preoccupation with the past. He quickly extinguished the light. Surprisingly, someone entered the shower, but did not bother to turn on the lights. The intruder made his way directly across to the shower nearest, but opposite, the single opening to the spacious room. Will was tucked in the corner diagonal to where the muscular newcomer stood. The newcomer reached up and turned on the faucets with both hands; left on hot and right on cold. He bowed his head as the water began cascading over his body. Will tried to regain his composure as he looked at the stranger in the corner about twenty feet away. His confidence regained, Will took a deep breath, stood up and took the first step toward exiting the shower. What happened next astonished him beyond comprehension and further contributed to the surrealistic events of the evening. Still in the same position he had been since his shower began, the invader released his left hand from the hot water fixture and moved it slowly down to his groin area where he began gently stroking his rapidly enlarging penis.
Just two minutes prior to that, Will had been the vulnerable one, but now the tables were turned. He was still in an unenviable position, but had gained a certain advantage. As he watched the intruder’s hand move back and forth in the darkness, his thoughts turned to the first time that he and Carol Lynn had found themselves naked and exploring each other’s rapidly maturing bodies.
This pleasant recollection brought a smile to his face and a surge of blood to his groin area. He set the stage in his mind. They had been kissing for what seemed like hours and petting, as it was called then for an equally sustained period of time. Carol Lynn had suggested that it was time for Will to leave and while he was not eager to do so, he did not protest, and moved with her to the door. They walked slowly to the front of the house, stopping occasionally to kiss and grope. Will still wasn’t sure that he had mastered the kissing thing, but what he was doing seemed to be working fine with Carol Lynn. They spent what seemed like hours doing the same things. Will perceived this as lack of progress towards a more concrete and definable goal. He assumed that this particular evening would be more of the same.
He found himself on the outside of the screen door, while Carol Lynn was on the inside. It was a warm summer evening; her sister Denise, and brother-in-law Jim were at a drive-in movie. Their kids, who Will and Carol Lynn were attending had been in bed for hours. Will and Carol Lynn were exchanging comments about what they would do on Sunday, which by all accounts had already arrived. Will wondered out loud when would Carol Lynn expect her sister to return. Carol Lynn thought for a second and responded “Probably not until after two and more likely about three. It was a double-feature and they really wanted to see the second movie.”
Jim liked to drink beers at the drive-in, screw his wife in the back seat and then sleep through the second movie. When he awoke after missing most of the latter movie, they would proceed to a locally famous drive-in restaurant and start the day with cheeseburgers, fries and large chocolate milk shakes.
Both Carol Lynn and Will must have been doing the same time calculations in their heads and simultaneously came to the realization that they had more time alone than they had previously determined. What a few minutes before had seemed like less than hour, upon reflection had become two, and more likely, three hours. Besides, nothing would really happen if Carol Lynn’s sister caught them in a compromising position. With all this being assimilated in Carol Lynn’s brain, a seductive, little smile crossed her face and she raised her right hand waist level and began moving her index finger back and forth, slowly motioning Will to come back into the house.
As Will passed through the screen door, he imagined that he was going somewhere where he had never been before. He seemed to glide to this destination. He and Carol Lynn embraced and began kissing almost violently. Although neither had anything alcoholic to drink, they both seemed intoxicated by the moment. Continuing to kiss passionately, they moved back to the family room and fell to the floor, fortunately upon a thick plush rug, which was conveniently placed between the sofa and love seat. Carol Lynn took the initiative, and removed her clothes at the same time indicating to Will that he should do likewise. He was caught up in the moment and was not nearly as composed as she. He did manage to fumble and bumble his way out of his tee-shirt, shorts and eventually underwear.