PDA

Wednesday. This marks my third day of living in a fantasy world. In second period, I had to pinch myself just to check if I was awake. The second AJ came in and sat down, he kissed my cheek and wrapped his arm around me. Tiffany was scorching. You could have fried a freakin’ egg on her forehead.

There was a period of time during that class when we got to kind of relax. We had classwork in front of us, but whether we finished it then or saved it for homework was up to us. Most students opted to save it for home, which was stupid. AJ and I did the smart thing, we worked. That way we’d have more telephone time after school.

As we worked on the last row of problems, Tiffany and her best friend Danielle approached us. Tiffany tapped her pencil daintily on AJ’s desk to get his attention. I just kept working. I figured if I looked up as well, she’d say something rude to me.

“So… what’s up?” She asked. What a stupid question. Couldn’t she see he was doing his work?!?! Geeze, how flaky could she get? I mean, if you’re gonna flirt with a guy, at least say something sexy.

“Nothin’ much.” He responded. Of course he’d say that. Nothing much was up. Corny answer for a corny question. God… would she ever go away and leave him alone? Her presence was irking the hell out of me!

“Oh…” She said. Dumbass. “Mike’s hosting a rave tonight. I hear it’s gonna be hella fun. Are you gonna go?” She asked him. He thought about it for a while, then I felt him turn to me. I didn’t budge though. I just kept writing. I was almost finished my paper, so I slowed down.

“Don’t know. I might. Why?” He asked. She twiddled her fingers, showing off her freshly painted nails.

“Well, I was thinking maybe we could go together. That is… if you’re not going with your little girlfriend here.” Tiffany said. She just had to say that! Ugh! Bitch! My face felt so tight. I was turning red! I just know it! I must have looked like I did when I was in summer camp. I must have been 9. Lizzy Moorehouse put poison ivy leaves all over my pillow while I slept and my face was so red. That’s how I must have looked when she referred to me as AJ’s girlfriend. Oh God! She just had to open her fat mouth!

“Depends… you wanna go, baby?” AJ asked me. My face loosed up. It wasn’t tight! I wasn’t red! I felt a burst of confidence explode in my gut. And it was so strong that I could not prevent myself from looking up at them and accepting AJ’s offer.

“Sure, I’m game.” I responded. AJ just smiled at me and tickled my thigh. Tiffany rolled her eyes and I just knew her blood was boiling at 500ºF.

“Cool… guess I’ll see you guys there tonight. Come on Danielle.” She turned on a dime then went over to another group of people to talk. Every once in a while I saw her glance over at us. I was loving it too.

“You whored them up, babe.” AJ said. And we both laughed.

“So, you really want me to go?” I asked him, and he told he that he wouldn’t go if I didn’t. Then I remembered, I was punished. Damn! He told me that he had a plan.

AJ’s best friends in the entire world were T and Shane. T (Tamera) Shane’s girlfriend since childhood. And Shane was like AJ’s older brother. He told me that T, who was majoring in drama, could tell a lie better than anyone. And she could easily convince my father that I was going to a party to get over AJ and that he wouldn’t be there. And like I told Tiff, I was game.

After school, instead of riding the bus, I stayed in school to meet T. She had none of our classes, so I hardly ever saw her. However, I would see her quite often after this.

“So… when she I swing by? Cause I mean, I really gotta do some shit before this fucking rave tonight and I need to set my schedule.” She said, with speed. T was a fast talker.

“Um, 7 I guess.” I looked at AJ, and he agreed. Lighting up a cigarette, his right eyes squinting closed due to the smoke. I acted upon an impulse and pulled the cig from his lips, tossing it to the ground and snuffing it out with the tip of my boot. I had always done that with my father, which is how he quit. It was a habit. And I felt stupid for it after I realize AJ was not my father.

“Sorry, my Dad used to smoke and it was just something I did out of habit.” AJ just smiled and gave the pack to Shane, who was standing off to the side, quiet. He was always quiet. He reminded me of the Silent Bob character from all those Kevin Smith movies, except he looked nothing like Silent Bob. Come to think of it, T could be Jay, because she did had a mouth on her. But again, she looked nothing like Jay, nor did she dress like him. She was way too feminine for that. I dressed more like him than she did, in all of my baggy glory. But hey… tangent…. back to the story.

AJ touched the side of my face and told me everything was cool. “It’s a bad habit anyway. I’ll try to cut back.” With that he took me in his arms and kissed me deeply. T looked back at Shane and made a face like someone looking in the nursery window at the hospital. Shane just smirked and stuffed the pack of cigs in his back pocket.

Later that night, as I sat in my room putting my homework away, I heard the doorbell ring. I knew who it was. T of course. My father answered and I stayed upstairs, not wanting to rush down and make our plan obvious.

A few moments later he called me down. And I went, looking as though I had no idea why he wanted me.

“Oh, hey T.” I said as I saw her in the doorway.

“Tamera tells me there’s a little party tonight. You didn’t say anything about it.” He said to me.

“Oh, sorry. It slipped my mind. It’s just this thing Tamera wants me to go to so I can meet people.” I lied.

“Yeah. And she doesn’t want to come, but it’s the best thing for her. There are gonna be so many cool people there, Mr. Maxwell. And she’s such a sweet girl, we need someone like you in our circle of friends,” T said. She was laying it on thick. And Daddy was swallowing it all. God, I love T!

“I think you’re right. You need out of the house. Why don’t you go, sweetie?” He asked me. I just shrugged.

“Well, I insist that you go. And be back by 10. No later. Take advantage of this while I’m in a good mood.” He said to me. So I agreed. T smiled at my father and we waved goodbye.

Shane was in the driver’s seat of the car. He raised his eyebrows to me and I knew he was saying hello. As soon as we were both in, he pulled off. I looked back at my house, and the light in the living room was on. My poor Dad was sitting there probably watching the news or reading a book. Little did he know what wild adventures his little girl was getting into. If only…

AJ was sitting on the steps in front of the building when we arrived. It was an old club, or so T told me. And somehow, some way, Mike (a friend of AJ’s and jock at our school) got a hold of the place and got it fixed up for parties and stuff. I could already see the strobe lights and glow-in-the-dark jewelry and party favors inside. This was my first party, or couldn’t you tell?

“Took you guys long enough.” AJ said to us. “Come here.” He said to me. And I came to him. He kissed me, deeper than he had earlier, and let his hands slip down to my back pockets. There they stayed for a moment until T and Shane had gone inside. He then took them out and led me in. He was a bit jittery, lack of nicotine I suspected. I would find out for sure soon enough.

We socialized for the most part. He introduced me to his friends. Pointed out people he was only remotely associated with, and those he dislikes. he basically introduced me to the entire party population. And all was cool, until…

“Hey AJ! I’m glad you showed.” Tiffany squealed. She was high as a kite. teeth slightly chattering. Someone had got a hold of some ecstasy! She tried to pass us some, but AJ sense that I wasn’t one to walk too far on the wild side, so he turned it down also. I knew it was hard for him to though, he was always on the edge. Wanting a cigarette badly.

I held his hands and they were shaking a little. He looked at me in the dim light and grinned.

“You’re giving up a lot for me!” I screamed over the pulsating music.

“It’s cool though! You’re worth it!” He screamed back.

“Come on, I’ll give you a little something to calm you down.” I said to him, this time in his ear. He nodded and followed me to a coat closet. It was rather large, being that it was an old club and all. I backed up against the wall and he started to kiss me. First my lips, then my neck, then my collar bone.

The thumping music only aided my heart in beating faster. The floor vibrated from the bass. And, well, you know that helped too. He unbuttoned my plaid shirt and cupped my breasts in both of his hands. He pinched my nipples between his thumbs and his index fingers, through the thin fabric of my bra. I felt his erection pressing through his jeans and into my leg. He grinded against me a little, making himself harder, and getting a giggle out of me at the same time.

“Mind if I have another little taste?” He asked me. Of course I didn’t mind! Why would I? He tongue felt so good and… oh shit! He was down there licking away already.

I could only run my fingers through his hair and moan. And this time I moaned as loud as I could, no one could hear me! As his fingers slipped up into me, I almost lost my balance. I felt something cold and realized that he had pushed his finger in all the way to his silver ring. And I couldn’t have been happier. It was the closest thing I had gotten to really having sex. And as far as I was concerned at the time, it was the best thing I had ever felt.

AJ started to get wild and release his nervous tension on my clit. At that point, I was happy I put out his cigarette earlier that day. He began to wiggle his tongue around rapidly, sending me so high in the clouds that I felt lightheaded.

Suddenly, the door of the closet swung open and there must have been at least 12 people standing on the other side of it. When they saw what AJ was doing to me, they all burst into laughter. Hardy, drunken, drugged up laughter. My face felt tight again. But it was more of a healthy embarrassment. AJ yanked my jeans back up and got up from his knees.

“Get the fuck out of here! Damn! You fucking nosey ass mother fuckers!” He screamed. Seeming angry, but just shocked and annoyed. Tiffany peeked in and I waved at her with a huge grin. Poor girl, she’d never get what I just got. And mmm, mmm, mmm… was it good. Shane stumbled in, inebriated as all hell. And opened his mouth to say:

“Now that’s what I call a fucking PDA!” He shouted before stumbling over his own feet in laughter. AJ had to stop and laugh himself. It was quite funny. And as I saw that these people weren’t the type to label me for being in there with him, I felt more comfortable around them. I felt more comfortable about my sexuality. And I felt more comfortable about being with AJ altogether. So what if we’d only just met?!?! We had fun together, and there were sparks between us. Whether it takes years or just a few hours for a couple to get intimate… there was nothing wrong with naughty fun.

I ignored my inhibitions from that night on. And I went to AJ, grabbed his crotch--- squeezing hard at that, and I kissed his just a rough. His drunken friends cheered.

“Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah” T hollered, then she started laughing again. When our kiss broke, AJ whispered into my ear:

“You’ve got balls, you know that?” Then he laughed. I just nodded and kissed his cheek.

“Come on, let’s get you home, sweetness.” He pulled away and led me through his crowd of nosey friends. We went out to his car and we both got in. As he pulled out of the parking lot, I reached over and continued what I had started in the closet. I squeezed the bulge in his pants and kissed his ear as I did so.

“You really shouldn’t.” He said to me, his voice low.

“Why not? Don’t you like it?” I asked him. He smirked and said that nothing in the world felt better than my touch… but then he went on to say that I just wasn’t ready yet.

“What do you mean?” I asked him. By now we were at a stoplight. So he turned to me and tapped my nose with his index finger.

“I was thinking about it just now. And we keep messing around, it’s gonna lead to me not being able to hold back. When I look at you, Monica, I just want to take all of your clothes off and make love to you all night. And then some. But you’re still a virgin. And I don’t want to rush into things and take something from you that I can’t give back. And lets face it, there will come a point in time when oral sex won’t cut it.” The light turned green and he stepped on the gas.

He did not resume his explanation until we reached my house. The lights were out there. So he parked in front of my house and turned to me again.

“When you touch me, or when we hug so close that I can feel every curve of your body against mine… I have to fight the urge to make love to you. You have no idea how much sexual tension there is between us right now. And I swear, if I listened to my hormones, we’d be in the backseat having all kinds of sex by now. But let’s face it baby, we just met. And if we do this now, you may regret it later. I want you to be sure when we do it. I want you to be sure that its me you want to lose your virginity to. I mean, I hope its me. But if its not, then at least it would have been a well-thought-out decision. You know?” He explained. And I did know. He was right. But the fact that he put me before his sexual needs made me want him even more. I do believe that my flesh overtook my mind the day I met AJ.

He kissed me one last time before I got out of the car. He told me to call him as soon as I got settled into bed. And I promised him that I would.

When I walked into the house, it was 10:05. Not too bad, eh? I went upstairs and knocked on my father’s door first.

“Daddy, I’m home.” I called through the door.

“I know sweetie, I heard the car. How was it? Did you have fun?” He asked me.

“Yes, plenty of fun. Thanks for letting me go, Dad. Goodnight.” I said to him. And he said the same. I went down the hall to my room and started to undress. I could still smell AJ’s cologne on my skin. I missed him. I wished, for that moment, that he was there. I wished that I could feel his arms around me. Feel his breath on my face.

I took a quick shower, and as soon as I got out, I called AJ. He asked me his typical questions, like what was I wearing, and was I wet from thinking about him, he did this to make me laugh, and I did every time. He told me he wished he could see more of me. And that he was glad that T got on my father’s good side. Hopefully she would help us to see more of each other. God Bless Tamara!


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