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Amanda's Eyes - Chapter 4
Submitted by woody on Wed, 09/03/2008 - 17:15
This chapter has a scene with a mild sexual situation. If that disturbs you I'm sorry but I felt it was important to the plot. Remember how things can change in the course of a weekend when you are a teenager?
Four – A Wild Weekend
In Ken’s opinion, Kelly was a great cheerleader, her natural perkiness and energy, along with her compact but curvy body, made her perfect for bouncing around the field with pompoms and shouting cheers. He figured he wasn’t the only one who thought she was the star of the squad, but that didn’t bother him since he WAS the one she’d be going out with after the game. That thought kept him warm and smiling the whole game. During halftime, Kelly came up into the bleachers and shared his cola, then sat on his lap as he leaned back against the row of bleacher seats behind them, his arms around her, holding her to him. They shared a few brief kisses, but mostly they just cuddled and talked until it was time for her to return to the field for the second half. Gateway won the game twenty eight to twenty four, and he was sure that the key to the team’s victory had been Kelly’s cheerleading.
At the end of the game, Ken waited in the bleachers for Kelly to finish her post-game cleanup. After about fifteen minutes she climbed up and stepped into a hug and a passionate kiss, then Ken draped his letter jacket around her, took her hand, and led her out to the pickup. He drove to the Sonic drive-in near the school, a post-game hangout for many of the Gateway students, for drinks and a hamburger. With their victory tonight, the crowd was in a great mood for joking, laughing, and telling stories while they ate and talked.
Snack and socializing finished, Ken drove to a secluded spot in Lakeside Park. The whole park was a teenage make-out haven, and he passed several other cars as he drove along the road looking for the right pullout. Once he’d parked and turned off the engine, he cracked the window slightly to ventilate the cab, locked the doors, and slid the seat back as far as it would go. Kelly shrugged off his jacket and did that girl contortion trick where she moved her arms around inside her sweater and magically pulled a bra out her sleeve. He leaned back against the door and put his leg up on the seat. Kelly crawled up to face him, and he wrapped his arms around her, brushed her lips with his, gently kissed her nose, and then moved back to her lips. After a few closed mouth-smooches they both opened their lips and slid their tongues out to meet each other’s.
As their tongues danced in their connected mouths, his hand strayed down to the hem of her cheer sweater and back up under it. Her skin was warm and smooth as silk, delightful to touch, and he slowly walked his fingertips over her waist and ribs coaxing a sigh and wiggle from his girlfriend. His hand continued up her body until it found a naked breast, a firm, delightful handful. After a little more kissing and touching, he reached into the glove compartment for a condom, and they steamed up the windows and rocked the truck for a pleasurable interval.
Afterward, while calming down, they cuddled and talked, all the time touching each other and sharing slow comfortable kisses. As her midnight curfew approached, they straightened their clothes and started up the truck to clear the windows. Kelly stuffed her bra in her purse and wore his jacket as he escorted her to her door, ending the evening with more kisses. Life was good.
Saturday morning Ken woke up feeling great. He washed the truck and cleaned out the garbage inside and in the bed. It’s seemed to be a funny fact of life; all pickup trucks automatically accumulated trash in their beds, and most of it wasn’t even his. After lunch, he worked on programming for a computer game he was writing, and when he got bored with the program, he looked up computer accessibility for the blind. He found a huge amount of information on assembling computers with speech synthesizers, building games for the blind, large character keyboards, and even making web pages accessible to the blind. He had never realized how much information was out there on the topic. On web page design, some things seemed obvious, but pages had to be put together correctly to make them work with the special equipment blind people used. Thinking about some of the sites he’d built, he realized that many of the “coolest” features he’d put in them made the pages almost impossible for a blind person to navigate.
He drove to the movie theater for his four-o’clock-to-closing shift. He was taking tickets tonight and would also do some usher work and cleanup. If things got too busy, he’d work behind the refreshment counter. Working at the theater was an easy, mindless job that paid okay and gave a valuable fringe benefit. He and a friend could get into any of the chain’s movies for free. With the high price of movie tickets, that little perq helped a lot toward making dates affordable.
Sarah and Patty were working behind the counter selling food and drinks. Both were cute sixteen year olds. Sarah went to Ken’s high school and Ken saw her there now and then, usually with her current boyfriend. Patty was a really vivacious petite, redhead with an attitude to match her hair, who went to St. Paul’s, the local Catholic high school. Patty was Ken’s favorite target for teasing and flirting while at work. She gave as good as she got, so Ken never knew how she’d respond to anything he said. Ken had asked Patty out early last spring, but she’d refused, saying she was already in a relationship; however, that never stopped her from teasing him.
Today, as Ken walked up to the counter, Patty taunted him, “You ready to dump that cheerleader and find yourself a real woman yet?”
Ken laughed, “Sarah’s taken so I guess I’m stuck. Do you see another real woman here?”
Patty laughed, stuck her tongue out at him, and turned back to her work.
Later when the lobby was empty of customers, Ken told Patty about his experiences with Amanda. The only advice Patty could give him was to go with the flow. She felt sorry for Amanda, who obviously was unhappy, but had no insights about how to communicate with her. Patty asked him why he was concerned. Was he interested in her? He replied that he simply was frustrated about not being able to have a civil conversation with her. Since neither could come up with an idea, they decided that with only five days left, if he just stuck to the reading, he’d get through pretty painlessly and be finished.