MARRIED... and facing the real world (Part 47d)
I have no memory of that week at all. The only thing I remember of Friday was that Elle’s parents were still up when we pulled into the driveway. For us to have gotten home that early I must’ve cut my afternoon classes. I don’t think I was all that nervous when we walked in the front door but I know Elle was. I remember standing outside waiting for her mother to open the door and her shivering. It wasn’t that cold and we’d just come from a warm car so it had to have been nerves.
The first thing out of her mother’s mouth was to ask if she was OK. Elle had never come home without first talking to to her. When she finally spoke I remember her exact words... “Mom... I’m married!” It wasn’t “we’re married” but “I’m married”. I remember looking at her father’s face and I really don’t remember his expression changing. Her mother, on the other hand, ran straight to Elle and threw her arms around her. Other than that I don’t remember much until Elle’s father suggested that we all sit down. The only thing I truly remember saying was that we were definitely finishing college. Other than that it was all Elle and her mother until her father said he was going to bed. After he left I remember Elle’s mother asking me/us if we’d told my parents.
That was the real problem. I’d gone over a whole bunch of scenarios trying to anticipate what might actually happen. When We finally went upstairs to bed I couldn’t sleep at all. I was awake for all three of Elle’s toilet visits. She was still in bed when I went downstairs. I’d heard her father leave for work just as it was getting light. Her mother was baking in the kitchen when I walked in. I was surprised when she walked up to me and hugged me. Then, still holding on to me, she looked up at me (she was only 5’1“ and I was 6’1”) and reminded me about finishing college. I promised that we would both finish and then she gave me another hug.
When Elle finally came downstairs she came up to me and whispered that she just couldn’t go with me when I went across the street to tell my parents. We’d discussed it in the past and she’d warned me that she might not be up to it so it wasn’t a big surprise. I could see the shades were up over at my house and that’s when I started to get nervous. I think it was around 9am when I finally headed that way.
When I got to the kitchen door I couldn’t breath. I walked in and my ftaher was sitting on a stool with the newspaper spread out on the counter in front of him. My mother was sitting at the kitchen table, smoking a cigarette and with a cup of coffee. I stepped inside and shut the door. My father turned and looked at me but didn’t say anything. My mother, who could always read me “like a book” had a look on her face that told me she knew something not very good was about to happen. In my mind it seemed like an eternity before my father spoke. I don’t remember what he said but when I didn’t answer him my mother spoke up... “Is Elle pregnant?” My jaw probably dropped when I heard her say that and the next thing I knew my father was in my face. “Is she?” He spit the words at me and I could see his face was all red. I still didn’t answer and he stepped back. When he did I could see that he had both his hands balled up into fists. I truly thought he was going to hit me. From the corner where my mother was sitting I heard “ANSWER HIM!” Somehow I managed to get out the words “We’re married” and with that my father stepped back another few steps. He glared at me said but two words... “YOU BASTARD!” and then turned and went back to the stool. Once there he turned around and, much calmer, said “You’re on your own now. Get out!” I reached for the door handle and as I opened the door I heard him say that I had to go tell my grandparents. Somehow I’d managed to forget about that even though the whole situation was precipitated by their view that Elle wasn’t worthy of me. As I walked back to Elle’s I started worrying about what I’d say to them. The ordeal wasn’t over.
That evening, after supper, Elle’s father was the one to bring up the $1,000. He asked what we palnned to do with it and I know he wasn’t pleased when I/we told him that it was going to be used as a down payment on a “trailer”. We probaly spent a half hour trying to describe what it was like. But, in their minds only “gypsies” lived in a trailer. I made a little headway with them when I explained that if we used it for rent we’d have nothing when it was gone. At least we’d own something when it was paid for. I know I impressed Elle’s mother with that thinking. She was the one who paid the bills and was a “saver”. By the time we went up to bed I felt we had won over her parents. Her mother was going to notify the local papers and send out wedding announcements. She was sure that some of her friends would help us out with gifts. Honestly, I never gave that angle a thought but it was nice to know of the potential.
Sleep was, again, elusive. On this night it was the thought of stopping to tell my grandparents. In the case of my parents I was more scared of what they might do than anything else. For my grandparents I was feeling badly because, even though their reasons for not approving Elle and I together were wrong, I knew the news would hurt them. Being old and set in their ways I was concerned that they might just shut me out of their lives. Also, in the case of my grandfather it was how his relationship with AJ and the horses would play out for me.
Elle wanted to get back to school fairly early. She hadn’t brought much schoolwork home with her and didn’t want to go to classes the next day unprepared. I figured the best way to handle telling my grandparents was to stop on our way back. It was about 10am or so and when I walked in my grandfather was sitting at his desk typing something. My grandmother, as always, was sitting in her rocking chair, knitting. It was obvious that my parents hadn’t told them I was home because they were really surprised to see me. The first words out of my grandfather’s mouth were... “Is everything OK?’. As nervous as I was I don’t remember how I told him or what I said. But, after I did I do remember him just turning back to his typewriter and ignoring me. I stood there for a few minutes and finally said ”Good bye“ without getting a response. I don’t think my grandmother ever stopped knitting.
To be continued...
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
MARRIED... and facing the real world (Part47c)
The following Saturday Elle had to spend doing pledge duty with the new pledges for the sorority. I had intended to spend the day scoring Dr F’s IQ exams but when I went to his office it was locked. After wasting an hour waiting for him I gave up and decided to go visit with Clyde and Harry. When I arrived they were in the process of “breaking” yearlings. (A few words of explanation... Birthdays for all horses are January 1st no matter what actual day they are born. The first year of life has no “name” but in their second year they are called “yearlings”. Up until the Fall of their “yearling” year they are allowed to run free out in pasture land. Then they are exposed to all the material things that they will need to become racehorses and their exposure to those things is called “breaking” them, as in breaking them in to getting used to the bridle and bit, harness, various types of boots to protect their legs and knees etc.)
All of my experience was with horses that had already been “broken” and were race ready. I found myself really interested in what they were doing and almost immediately Clyde had turned his “yearling” over to me and was walking beside me telling me what to do. The next thing I knew Harry’s wife was calling to all of us that lunch was ready. About three hours had passed like the blink of an eye. Vi, Harry’s wife was quite an interesting woman. Supposedly, she was the bookkeeper for all of Harry’s businesses but it was easy to see that she was far more involved. She wanted to know all about me and it seemed like Clyde had more to say than I did. As soon as he mentioned that I’d just gotten married she asked where we were living. When I said we were looking into it she immediately said we should be living in a Mobile Home and, without missing a beat, told Harry to take me outside to look at some of the ones they had for sale. She was more of a salesman than Harry!
Harry showed me about a half dozen of them but never told me a price. I was amazed at just how well space was utilized and was duly impressed with most of them. I’d only been inside Clyde’s and I’d liked it. Other than not knowing the cost, I was “sold” but I wasn’t really sure how Elle would feel about living in a “trailer”. I left there with a promise to Harry (and Vi) that I’d bring Elle back but I wasn’t sure it would be the next day.
As it turned out it wasn’t until the following week that we made it back. I had to do a real “selling” job on Elle to even get her to go and take a look. Knowing her as well as I did I could see that she, like me, was impressed with the fact that they came fully furnished and all you had to do to move in was bring clothes, sheets, blankets and towels. Vi was smart enough to let us do our looking by ourselves. She knew that we'd sell ourselves. Within an hour we’d picked out the one we liked. Elle went into the office to visit with Vi and I went looking for Harry. He was out in the barn area with Clyde and when he saw me he knew.
I’ve always been very careful with and about money. Before I’d verbally commit to buying one I had to figure out how I was going to pay for it. I told Harry that we would have $1000 in a couple of weeks and that was it. I asked him if there was any way we could work out a deal. He looked over at Clyde and asked him something like “Should I trust this guy?” and Clyde just laughed. Then we went over to the office and had Vi draw up the papers.
But as careful about money as I claimed I was I still didn’t know the price. I still can’t believe that I’d let it get that far without knowing. But, one of the big surprises of my life came when they (Harry and Vi) pulled out their invoice from the factory and only added $100 to it. The total cost for a 41 foot, 10 foot wide mobile home was $4,100. I wanted to ask why they were being so nice to us but I didn’t dare. I do know I was shaking when I signed my name on the paper though. They agreed to let us have the trailer for $1,000 down and then to have a chattel mortgage on it for a year with no payments. I’m still shaking my head in amazement.
I don’t know if it was the knowledge that we’d soon have our own place that made our lovemaking in the front seat of my car somewhat unsatisfying or not later that evening. Maybe it was that our minds were on that and not on sexual things but it really wasn’t very good for either of us. On Sunday we didn’t even try. Our thoughts we now focused on what it was going to be like when we went home and told our parents.
To be continued...
The following Saturday Elle had to spend doing pledge duty with the new pledges for the sorority. I had intended to spend the day scoring Dr F’s IQ exams but when I went to his office it was locked. After wasting an hour waiting for him I gave up and decided to go visit with Clyde and Harry. When I arrived they were in the process of “breaking” yearlings. (A few words of explanation... Birthdays for all horses are January 1st no matter what actual day they are born. The first year of life has no “name” but in their second year they are called “yearlings”. Up until the Fall of their “yearling” year they are allowed to run free out in pasture land. Then they are exposed to all the material things that they will need to become racehorses and their exposure to those things is called “breaking” them, as in breaking them in to getting used to the bridle and bit, harness, various types of boots to protect their legs and knees etc.)
All of my experience was with horses that had already been “broken” and were race ready. I found myself really interested in what they were doing and almost immediately Clyde had turned his “yearling” over to me and was walking beside me telling me what to do. The next thing I knew Harry’s wife was calling to all of us that lunch was ready. About three hours had passed like the blink of an eye. Vi, Harry’s wife was quite an interesting woman. Supposedly, she was the bookkeeper for all of Harry’s businesses but it was easy to see that she was far more involved. She wanted to know all about me and it seemed like Clyde had more to say than I did. As soon as he mentioned that I’d just gotten married she asked where we were living. When I said we were looking into it she immediately said we should be living in a Mobile Home and, without missing a beat, told Harry to take me outside to look at some of the ones they had for sale. She was more of a salesman than Harry!
Harry showed me about a half dozen of them but never told me a price. I was amazed at just how well space was utilized and was duly impressed with most of them. I’d only been inside Clyde’s and I’d liked it. Other than not knowing the cost, I was “sold” but I wasn’t really sure how Elle would feel about living in a “trailer”. I left there with a promise to Harry (and Vi) that I’d bring Elle back but I wasn’t sure it would be the next day.
As it turned out it wasn’t until the following week that we made it back. I had to do a real “selling” job on Elle to even get her to go and take a look. Knowing her as well as I did I could see that she, like me, was impressed with the fact that they came fully furnished and all you had to do to move in was bring clothes, sheets, blankets and towels. Vi was smart enough to let us do our looking by ourselves. She knew that we'd sell ourselves. Within an hour we’d picked out the one we liked. Elle went into the office to visit with Vi and I went looking for Harry. He was out in the barn area with Clyde and when he saw me he knew.
I’ve always been very careful with and about money. Before I’d verbally commit to buying one I had to figure out how I was going to pay for it. I told Harry that we would have $1000 in a couple of weeks and that was it. I asked him if there was any way we could work out a deal. He looked over at Clyde and asked him something like “Should I trust this guy?” and Clyde just laughed. Then we went over to the office and had Vi draw up the papers.
But as careful about money as I claimed I was I still didn’t know the price. I still can’t believe that I’d let it get that far without knowing. But, one of the big surprises of my life came when they (Harry and Vi) pulled out their invoice from the factory and only added $100 to it. The total cost for a 41 foot, 10 foot wide mobile home was $4,100. I wanted to ask why they were being so nice to us but I didn’t dare. I do know I was shaking when I signed my name on the paper though. They agreed to let us have the trailer for $1,000 down and then to have a chattel mortgage on it for a year with no payments. I’m still shaking my head in amazement.
I don’t know if it was the knowledge that we’d soon have our own place that made our lovemaking in the front seat of my car somewhat unsatisfying or not later that evening. Maybe it was that our minds were on that and not on sexual things but it really wasn’t very good for either of us. On Sunday we didn’t even try. Our thoughts we now focused on what it was going to be like when we went home and told our parents.
To be continued...
Monday, August 24, 2009
MARRIED... and facing the real world (Part47b)
I still hadn’t told her my ulterior motive for heading for Buffalo. Once dressed we checked out and found a diner for some breakfast. As we ate she kept after me as to what we were going to do for the rest of the day. I still wouldn’t give in. It wasn’t until she saw a road sign reading ”Niagara Falls“ that she understood. I hoped she’d be pleased and her reaction told me that she was.
I’d specifically asked her to just wear a pair of nylon panties, promising that I’d find toilets to meet her needs during the day. We stayed on the US side and took in most of the things you can do from there. I kept my promise and she stayed dry... until the Maid of the Mist voyage. The rain slickers that were provided were barely adequate as they were way too big. The mist managed to get under them and our hair was wet as well as our clothes all down the front. When we got back to the dock I asked Elle how wet she was and she gave me one of ”those” looks. I was really just asking about her blouse and skirt but what she was trying to tell me was that she’d wet herself while we were riding around in the boat. However, it wasn’t until we were away from the other people that she was able to get through to me. She wasn’t mad and explained that she’d gotten chilled between the swirling winds and the cold mist and “it just happened”. Truthfully, knowing that she was wet excited me but, I was somewhat concerned because I’d persuaded her to not wear a package. But she was OK with it and we continued on with our touring.
When we got back to the car she was satisfied with just putting a pair of heavy cotton panties on over the now damp ones. She did this in the front seat of the car before we took off to find a place to eat letting me get a good view. After eating and because she’d done no studying at all up to this time she suggested that we head back while it was still light so she could do some reading while I was driving. As we drove I had this kind of euphoria about our time together. Just glancing over at her and knowing that we really were man and wife was a wonderful feeling.
Saying good bye was hard. Reality came back to my thoughts on my way back to my school. I knew I had to get some sort of job once the horses shipped out and the only thing I could think of was at the student co-operative at the job I had in the Spring flipping hamburgers. It was a minimum wage job paying $1.00 an hour. The most hours I’d worked in the Spring were 15 and I could make that on a good night at the track. It wasn’t too appealing but at least it was something.
That week I stopped in to see Dr F to see if there was anything new on getting a grant from the state to start a program for kids out of school like Joanne. I knew as soon as I stepped into his office that it wasn’t a good time to be there. He was obviously upset. He actually started a tirade about a piece of equipment that he was working on. I stood there for a few seconds then started to leave. As I reached the door he told me to stop. I did and he walked towards me with a handful of papers. Gruffly, he told me to sit down and to put this heavy piece of paper that was filled with little round holes over one of the papers he had in his hand. He then told me to count all the marks I could see through the holes. I had not the faintest Idea what I was doing. As I was counting he was timing me. It took about a minute and then he wrote the number I gave him on top of the paper. He then studied the paper and cursed. He then went to his desk and did some calculating. Then he asked if I wanted a job. (Explanation... Dr F was in the process of writing a “paper” to be published in an educational journal and he was in the process of collecting raw empirical data. He’d arranged to rent an IBM machine that would score IQ exams taken at High Schools all across the country so that he could use the raw data. The problem was that the machine made far more errors than was acceptable. When I walked in he got the idea to possibly have people score the tests and wanted to time me on just how long it would take. By doing a calculation of the time it took me to score a paper he was able to project that he would be better off having humans score the exams rather that use the machine that he didn’t trust plus eliminating the cost of the machine.) I had no idea what my “job” would be when he asked me but when he explained it I thought it was a great job. He was offering me 2 cents per paper to hand score them. I jumped at the opportunity. Later, I figured that I could probably score 90 of them per hour which would mean pay at $1.80 an hour plus I didn’t have to stand on my feet and get all smelly flipping hamburgers. Plus, it was up to me just when I wanted to work. All I could think of was how lucky I was that I’d walked in at the right time.
I started in the very next day. So much for my new emphasis on studying. Dr F wanted me to do the work in his office which was a bit of a hassle. But, he really didn’t know me and it was a matter of building a trust with him. In the first two days I proved to myself that I could score at least 90 per hour. I found out that there were somewhere around 7500 papers and maybe even more to come. Since I had to work at the track that Saturday night I arranged with Dr F to work all day Saturday. My first weeks work netted me around $20. Not a lot but it sure came in handy. What I didn’t realize was that I was building a “bond” with Dr F.
Sunday with Elle was a lot less fun than our previous time together. It was a stormy day and after a short time in the car being buffeted by wind and rain (remember, the car was a convertible) we gave up and headed for the Student Union. It seemed so long ago since we’d used it as our refuge. Elle wouldn’t let me get too “close” and we ended up spending most of the time studying. I was really frustrated. Here we were, legally married, and not able to be really together. I found myself thinking seriously about getting a place to stay. By the time Elle had to get back to the sorority we had discussed looking for an apartment. We, reluctantly, agreed that we had to maximize the use of the monies that had already been paid for our room and board so it meant that we’d have to try and hide Elle’s pregnancy as long as possible.
AJ had decided over that weekend that he was going to ship out on Thursday. Wednesday night, my last night working with the horses, I went to say good bye to Clyde and found him talking with Harry, the guy who commuted almost two hours to race his horses. He saw me and sort of gestured for me to wait until he was through. As I mentioned earlier, Clyde had not had a good season and had told me that he was worried about making it through the Winter. It turned out that Harry had offered him a part time job that would allow Clyde to keep training the few horses that he had under his care. The problem for Clyde was that it meant that he’d have to spend the Winter at Harry’s place living in their trailer and wouldn’t be able to live at his and Jane’s home. Harry was the fellow who had multiple businesses and one was running a trailer park and Clyde would get to stay there for free. Clyde had one of those looks of resignation on his normally cheerful face. But, true to his nature, he didn’t dwell on it and asked what my plans were. At that time I just didn’t know and before I could come up with anything he told me to come on down to Harry’s on Saturdays and help out down there. At first I didn’t think it was a good idea but Clyde told me to come on down (it was only 20 or so miles South of Elle’s school) or he’d come up and get me... all with a big goofy grin on his face.
To be truthful, I put the idea in the far recesses of my mind. That weekend Elle and I went looking at available apartments and were mightily discouraged. Rents were way out of line of what we could reasonably pay and those that we saw were anything but desirable. Neither of us felt very “lovey” as we discussed our options. There were a bunch of “what ifs” and they all revolved around going home to tell our parents. We were sure we’d get the $1000 from her parents but, after seeing the apartments felt that if we used the money for that we would be wasting it. But, conversely, as soon as we told my parents I’d be cut off from all help. It all boiled down to how long Elle could go without “showing”. The way we figured she was about 7 weeks and she’d begun to notice that she couldn’t button the button around the waist of some of her skirts. Before I left to back to my school we decided that we’d go home in two weeks.
To be continued...
I still hadn’t told her my ulterior motive for heading for Buffalo. Once dressed we checked out and found a diner for some breakfast. As we ate she kept after me as to what we were going to do for the rest of the day. I still wouldn’t give in. It wasn’t until she saw a road sign reading ”Niagara Falls“ that she understood. I hoped she’d be pleased and her reaction told me that she was.
I’d specifically asked her to just wear a pair of nylon panties, promising that I’d find toilets to meet her needs during the day. We stayed on the US side and took in most of the things you can do from there. I kept my promise and she stayed dry... until the Maid of the Mist voyage. The rain slickers that were provided were barely adequate as they were way too big. The mist managed to get under them and our hair was wet as well as our clothes all down the front. When we got back to the dock I asked Elle how wet she was and she gave me one of ”those” looks. I was really just asking about her blouse and skirt but what she was trying to tell me was that she’d wet herself while we were riding around in the boat. However, it wasn’t until we were away from the other people that she was able to get through to me. She wasn’t mad and explained that she’d gotten chilled between the swirling winds and the cold mist and “it just happened”. Truthfully, knowing that she was wet excited me but, I was somewhat concerned because I’d persuaded her to not wear a package. But she was OK with it and we continued on with our touring.
When we got back to the car she was satisfied with just putting a pair of heavy cotton panties on over the now damp ones. She did this in the front seat of the car before we took off to find a place to eat letting me get a good view. After eating and because she’d done no studying at all up to this time she suggested that we head back while it was still light so she could do some reading while I was driving. As we drove I had this kind of euphoria about our time together. Just glancing over at her and knowing that we really were man and wife was a wonderful feeling.
Saying good bye was hard. Reality came back to my thoughts on my way back to my school. I knew I had to get some sort of job once the horses shipped out and the only thing I could think of was at the student co-operative at the job I had in the Spring flipping hamburgers. It was a minimum wage job paying $1.00 an hour. The most hours I’d worked in the Spring were 15 and I could make that on a good night at the track. It wasn’t too appealing but at least it was something.
That week I stopped in to see Dr F to see if there was anything new on getting a grant from the state to start a program for kids out of school like Joanne. I knew as soon as I stepped into his office that it wasn’t a good time to be there. He was obviously upset. He actually started a tirade about a piece of equipment that he was working on. I stood there for a few seconds then started to leave. As I reached the door he told me to stop. I did and he walked towards me with a handful of papers. Gruffly, he told me to sit down and to put this heavy piece of paper that was filled with little round holes over one of the papers he had in his hand. He then told me to count all the marks I could see through the holes. I had not the faintest Idea what I was doing. As I was counting he was timing me. It took about a minute and then he wrote the number I gave him on top of the paper. He then studied the paper and cursed. He then went to his desk and did some calculating. Then he asked if I wanted a job. (Explanation... Dr F was in the process of writing a “paper” to be published in an educational journal and he was in the process of collecting raw empirical data. He’d arranged to rent an IBM machine that would score IQ exams taken at High Schools all across the country so that he could use the raw data. The problem was that the machine made far more errors than was acceptable. When I walked in he got the idea to possibly have people score the tests and wanted to time me on just how long it would take. By doing a calculation of the time it took me to score a paper he was able to project that he would be better off having humans score the exams rather that use the machine that he didn’t trust plus eliminating the cost of the machine.) I had no idea what my “job” would be when he asked me but when he explained it I thought it was a great job. He was offering me 2 cents per paper to hand score them. I jumped at the opportunity. Later, I figured that I could probably score 90 of them per hour which would mean pay at $1.80 an hour plus I didn’t have to stand on my feet and get all smelly flipping hamburgers. Plus, it was up to me just when I wanted to work. All I could think of was how lucky I was that I’d walked in at the right time.
I started in the very next day. So much for my new emphasis on studying. Dr F wanted me to do the work in his office which was a bit of a hassle. But, he really didn’t know me and it was a matter of building a trust with him. In the first two days I proved to myself that I could score at least 90 per hour. I found out that there were somewhere around 7500 papers and maybe even more to come. Since I had to work at the track that Saturday night I arranged with Dr F to work all day Saturday. My first weeks work netted me around $20. Not a lot but it sure came in handy. What I didn’t realize was that I was building a “bond” with Dr F.
Sunday with Elle was a lot less fun than our previous time together. It was a stormy day and after a short time in the car being buffeted by wind and rain (remember, the car was a convertible) we gave up and headed for the Student Union. It seemed so long ago since we’d used it as our refuge. Elle wouldn’t let me get too “close” and we ended up spending most of the time studying. I was really frustrated. Here we were, legally married, and not able to be really together. I found myself thinking seriously about getting a place to stay. By the time Elle had to get back to the sorority we had discussed looking for an apartment. We, reluctantly, agreed that we had to maximize the use of the monies that had already been paid for our room and board so it meant that we’d have to try and hide Elle’s pregnancy as long as possible.
AJ had decided over that weekend that he was going to ship out on Thursday. Wednesday night, my last night working with the horses, I went to say good bye to Clyde and found him talking with Harry, the guy who commuted almost two hours to race his horses. He saw me and sort of gestured for me to wait until he was through. As I mentioned earlier, Clyde had not had a good season and had told me that he was worried about making it through the Winter. It turned out that Harry had offered him a part time job that would allow Clyde to keep training the few horses that he had under his care. The problem for Clyde was that it meant that he’d have to spend the Winter at Harry’s place living in their trailer and wouldn’t be able to live at his and Jane’s home. Harry was the fellow who had multiple businesses and one was running a trailer park and Clyde would get to stay there for free. Clyde had one of those looks of resignation on his normally cheerful face. But, true to his nature, he didn’t dwell on it and asked what my plans were. At that time I just didn’t know and before I could come up with anything he told me to come on down to Harry’s on Saturdays and help out down there. At first I didn’t think it was a good idea but Clyde told me to come on down (it was only 20 or so miles South of Elle’s school) or he’d come up and get me... all with a big goofy grin on his face.
To be truthful, I put the idea in the far recesses of my mind. That weekend Elle and I went looking at available apartments and were mightily discouraged. Rents were way out of line of what we could reasonably pay and those that we saw were anything but desirable. Neither of us felt very “lovey” as we discussed our options. There were a bunch of “what ifs” and they all revolved around going home to tell our parents. We were sure we’d get the $1000 from her parents but, after seeing the apartments felt that if we used the money for that we would be wasting it. But, conversely, as soon as we told my parents I’d be cut off from all help. It all boiled down to how long Elle could go without “showing”. The way we figured she was about 7 weeks and she’d begun to notice that she couldn’t button the button around the waist of some of her skirts. Before I left to back to my school we decided that we’d go home in two weeks.
To be continued...
Friday, August 21, 2009
MARRIED... and facing the Real World (Part 47a)
The next morning I sure didn’t feel like I was married. I was in an upper bunk at the fraternity house listening to a bunch of guys making a lot of noise. But there was one thing that I knew I had to do and that was to change some of my priorities. Money was and remained the number one priority. That was tough enough when all I had to do was to provide for myself. But the biggest change that I had to make was to concentrate on my studies. To be able to graduate on time I knew I would have to take a loan from the school. There was one basic rule for eligibility and that was you had to have at least a 2.0 grade point average. My tuition had been paid for the Fall semester but I knew that all help from my parents would end the minute my parents knew Elle and I were married. I’d been trying to do more studying but it had been hard while working both the mornings and nights. But, now my work was only at night so I knew I’d have to force myself to use my mornings wisely. I also knew it would be difficult. I had a pretty good time for my first three years and old habits are hard to break. As I got dressed I vowed that I would start on this day.
That night I knew that Clyde would be waiting to tease me at the track based on some of his comments when Elle and I left Doc Z’s the night before. I wasn’t wrong. He did use some discretion in that he only did it when we were alone. Even so, it was still uncomfortable for me.
It was Wednesday night that AJ sort of blindsided me. He had two horses racing that night and one was owned by his new owner. He told me that he wanted me to take the horse to the paddock (where the horses are kept before they race) and take care of him for the the night. I wasn’t happy because I was to be paid $5 for each horse I warmed up and AJ had three horses racing that night. Taking a horse to the paddock only paid $10. It wasn’t just the money because I felt that AJ didn’t trust me with the new owner’s horse. I kept my mouth shut and it paid off as the horse won and the owner gave me an extra $20. I decided I liked the man right then and there.
Friday night Clyde, who hadn’t had a good year racing, came up to me and told me he thought he could win with the horse he had in the second race. AJ had a horse in the first race and I honestly thought it could win. Clyde was confident enough to bet $10 on his own horse which was good enough for me. I sent over a $2 bet on both the horses for the daily double as well as $5 on each of the hoses to win. I rationalized it by telling myself that I was using “found money”. Long story short, I ended up with almost $100.
In spite of knowing that I should be saving as much money as possible I immediately hatched a plan to have a mini honeymoon. Without telling Elle about my good fortune I told her I would be over to pick her up Saturday after her classes and told her to pack things for overnight. That was all I told her. As AJ only had one horse racing that Saturday night I asked if I could have the night off. Since he was only paying me out of guilt for letting me go early, he had no problem with it, and I was only giving up $5. I couldn’t wait for the next day.
Weather in that part of the country can really be beautiful in the Fall and it sure was that day. We had a happy and joyful reunion and it was rather obvious what was on both our minds. Because we were out in front of the sorority it didn’t go very far. When we started out Elle was quickly aware that we weren’t headed down the road to the track but I wouldn’t tell her where we were going. Some people are totally ignorant of direction (East/West etc.) and Elle was one of those. We were headed due West, right into the setting sun. Other than stopping for a toilet break for Elle, we drove straight through to Buffalo.
My roommate was from that area and before I left I had asked him where there was a place that had good food at reasonable prices. He didn’t know but called his parents and got me one. I checked in at a triple A motel and Elle and I proceeded to get to know each other all over again. Then, after a short nap we got dressed and headed out to eat. I got the directions at the desk and quickly found it. I don’t know how long it had been since I’d had steak but this place had a special that looked appealing. Maybe it’s because of the euphoria of the moment but it ranks as one of the best I’ve ever eaten. Back at the room we never turned on the TV. Elle never admitted that it was on purpose but when we undressed her panties were wet which led to some very enjoyable foreplay (at least for me). The “afterplay“ was also pretty enjoyable.
Elle, in her rush to pack and to be ready for me, forgot her alarm clocks that she used to wake herself to use the toilet during the night. We set the room clock and Elle heard it and made it to the toilet in time. But I never heard the alarm, or her, so the alarm wasn’t set again. I woke up to find myself snuggled into a very wet Elle and bed. Instead of being upset I turned it into something pleasant. The room was very warm so I just stripped Elle’s wet pajama top off and we took up where we’d left off the night before.
Showering was fun. It brought back the memory of the first time we’d gone off alone together but with one big change. Elle was no longer as shy being naked... up to a point. As soon as she was dry she did put on a pair of nylon panties and her bra. In that mode of dress she was very comfortable. That was fine with me.
To be continued...
The next morning I sure didn’t feel like I was married. I was in an upper bunk at the fraternity house listening to a bunch of guys making a lot of noise. But there was one thing that I knew I had to do and that was to change some of my priorities. Money was and remained the number one priority. That was tough enough when all I had to do was to provide for myself. But the biggest change that I had to make was to concentrate on my studies. To be able to graduate on time I knew I would have to take a loan from the school. There was one basic rule for eligibility and that was you had to have at least a 2.0 grade point average. My tuition had been paid for the Fall semester but I knew that all help from my parents would end the minute my parents knew Elle and I were married. I’d been trying to do more studying but it had been hard while working both the mornings and nights. But, now my work was only at night so I knew I’d have to force myself to use my mornings wisely. I also knew it would be difficult. I had a pretty good time for my first three years and old habits are hard to break. As I got dressed I vowed that I would start on this day.
That night I knew that Clyde would be waiting to tease me at the track based on some of his comments when Elle and I left Doc Z’s the night before. I wasn’t wrong. He did use some discretion in that he only did it when we were alone. Even so, it was still uncomfortable for me.
It was Wednesday night that AJ sort of blindsided me. He had two horses racing that night and one was owned by his new owner. He told me that he wanted me to take the horse to the paddock (where the horses are kept before they race) and take care of him for the the night. I wasn’t happy because I was to be paid $5 for each horse I warmed up and AJ had three horses racing that night. Taking a horse to the paddock only paid $10. It wasn’t just the money because I felt that AJ didn’t trust me with the new owner’s horse. I kept my mouth shut and it paid off as the horse won and the owner gave me an extra $20. I decided I liked the man right then and there.
Friday night Clyde, who hadn’t had a good year racing, came up to me and told me he thought he could win with the horse he had in the second race. AJ had a horse in the first race and I honestly thought it could win. Clyde was confident enough to bet $10 on his own horse which was good enough for me. I sent over a $2 bet on both the horses for the daily double as well as $5 on each of the hoses to win. I rationalized it by telling myself that I was using “found money”. Long story short, I ended up with almost $100.
In spite of knowing that I should be saving as much money as possible I immediately hatched a plan to have a mini honeymoon. Without telling Elle about my good fortune I told her I would be over to pick her up Saturday after her classes and told her to pack things for overnight. That was all I told her. As AJ only had one horse racing that Saturday night I asked if I could have the night off. Since he was only paying me out of guilt for letting me go early, he had no problem with it, and I was only giving up $5. I couldn’t wait for the next day.
Weather in that part of the country can really be beautiful in the Fall and it sure was that day. We had a happy and joyful reunion and it was rather obvious what was on both our minds. Because we were out in front of the sorority it didn’t go very far. When we started out Elle was quickly aware that we weren’t headed down the road to the track but I wouldn’t tell her where we were going. Some people are totally ignorant of direction (East/West etc.) and Elle was one of those. We were headed due West, right into the setting sun. Other than stopping for a toilet break for Elle, we drove straight through to Buffalo.
My roommate was from that area and before I left I had asked him where there was a place that had good food at reasonable prices. He didn’t know but called his parents and got me one. I checked in at a triple A motel and Elle and I proceeded to get to know each other all over again. Then, after a short nap we got dressed and headed out to eat. I got the directions at the desk and quickly found it. I don’t know how long it had been since I’d had steak but this place had a special that looked appealing. Maybe it’s because of the euphoria of the moment but it ranks as one of the best I’ve ever eaten. Back at the room we never turned on the TV. Elle never admitted that it was on purpose but when we undressed her panties were wet which led to some very enjoyable foreplay (at least for me). The “afterplay“ was also pretty enjoyable.
Elle, in her rush to pack and to be ready for me, forgot her alarm clocks that she used to wake herself to use the toilet during the night. We set the room clock and Elle heard it and made it to the toilet in time. But I never heard the alarm, or her, so the alarm wasn’t set again. I woke up to find myself snuggled into a very wet Elle and bed. Instead of being upset I turned it into something pleasant. The room was very warm so I just stripped Elle’s wet pajama top off and we took up where we’d left off the night before.
Showering was fun. It brought back the memory of the first time we’d gone off alone together but with one big change. Elle was no longer as shy being naked... up to a point. As soon as she was dry she did put on a pair of nylon panties and her bra. In that mode of dress she was very comfortable. That was fine with me.
To be continued...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
MORE SUMMER... Ups and downs (Part 46l)
After I was done I drove back to the college and set the alarm for 7am. I showered and dressed in my suit. At first I was afraid it wouldn’t fit because it had been over a year since I’d last worn it. There was no problem as I’d actually lost weight over the Summer. I drove to the church and it wasn’t until I got out of the car that I started to get nervous. When I walked inside and didn’t see Elle, Jane and Clyde I really got nervous. Finally, Jane and Clyde appeared but not Elle. Clyde had pretty much the same goofy grin on his face as the night before. Jane told me to go get a seat and not to turn around and made me promise not to. Just as I started to walk away someone grabbed my arm. I turned and after a few seconds recognized the man as the State appointed track veterinarian. It turned out that he was a church official. He had also seen Clyde but it took some time to recognize us as he’d never seen us with a tie on or in a suit. He’d read the banns and didn’t recognize the names but now he knew.
The regular service began and ended without me seeing Elle. I couldn’t figure out what was going on. When I stood up I looked around but still didn’t see Elle. I saw Clyde but not Jane. The minister came up to me and said the ceremony would begin as soon as the last parishioner left. He told me to go to the front of the church and he’d meet me there. I did as I was told and about 10 minutes later he appeared. He had me turn towards him and then, much to my surprise, I heard the organ playing “Here Comes the Bride”. I started to turn but the minister stopped me. I was really puzzled. Then, the veterinarian walked up with Elle. I almost didn’t recognize her. Her hair was all done up and she had on a hat with a veil. She was wearing her gray wool suit which I had seen before but even so, she looked different... and very scared. The minister started the proceedings and when he asked who would give the bride in marriage, Dr Z said he would.
That’s all I remember. I know Clyde had the wedding ring but I don’t remember putting it on Elle’s finger. I chose not to wear a wedding ring as I’d been advised by any number of my horsemen friends not to wear any kind of ring as I would get hurt. I’d seen the damage done to some of them and chose not to take a chance. Elle was OK with it. When the service was over, Dr Z stepped up and told the four of us that we were invited to his house for our “reception”. Earlier, he had called his wife to tell her to prepare for four guests. None of us could believe it.
We all had a wonderful time. Dr Z and his wife were just so nice. He went up into his attic and found the “Just Married” sign that had been hung on the rear of their car when they got married and put it on the back of mine. They took pictures and when we were leaving gave us the camera as a present. I can say, without equivocation, that the Z’s made our day. We left their house around 6pm and, as bizarre as it may seem, I had to get Elle back to the sorority by midnight. Of course we did make a stop on our way. I wish I could remember the name of the town where we stopped or the name of the motel but they were not details that I was interested in at the time.
I checked in and carried Elle through the door. I had but one thing on my mind but Elle wanted to be coy. She insisted on doing a slow striptease. As a guy, I never paid much attention to the “little things” that girls sometimes get hung up on. Jane had not only done Elle's hair but she'd dressed Elle up with black stockings along with the garters that she’d worn on her wedding day. Elle wanted to make sure that I got to see them. I grabbed the camera from Elle’s bag and took a picture, for posterity. Once she was finished with her "show" we made straight for the bed.
Neither of us had ever been much for “back to back” sessions but on this night it was different. Thankfully, I didn’t fall asleep. Elle did and I let her sleep for a while, keeping an eye on the clock. My guess was that it would take about an hour from where we were to get back to school and by the time we got back we had little time to spare. I think the hardest thing that I’d ever done up to that time in my life was in leaving Elle that night. I sat in the car, out on the street, for almost an hour. When I got back to my fraternity I couldn’t sleep. The next weekend couldn’t come fast enough.
To be continued...
Saturday, August 15, 2009
MORE SUMMER... Ups and downs (Part 46k)
I’m not sure if it was that she got tired of me telling her that everything would be OK or the fact that she got hungry that she finally got herself composed. The problem, then, was that her dress was soaked. The only thing we could think of was to go back to the sorority and wait until she was sure that the girls were eating supper and then try to make it up the stairs to her room without being seen. We actually waited on the porch until it appeared that everyone who was there was seated. She made it halfway up the stairs before running into a girl who was coming down. There was no way to hide the fact that she was wet so that didn’t help her already fragile mood. From the porch I could see it happen. As I waited I wondered how she’d be when she returned.
There was only one word to describe it... quiet, very quiet. I wanted to start to plan just what we had to do to actually get married. In spite of our previous “near miss” neither of us had done any research as to the requirements. Because we were in a public restaurant she didn’t want to discuss it. I promised that I’d start the next day since I didn’t have to be at the track until late in the afternoon. She seemed satisfied with that. But I told her that she‘d have to be willing to do some talking on the phone because she had to be a part of the decision making process. Reluctantly, she agreed.
The first thing was that we had to get blood tests. I’m still not sure just what the reason for that was. The next was that we had to post the banns of marriage at the church for three weeks. When I spoke to the minister I lied and told him that I was with the horses and that we’d be gone by that time. He was sympathetic and agreed to count the current week as one and then the next week would be the second and, since Sunday was the first day of the week, it would count as the third. The last obstacle was that we were supposed to be “instructed” by him. The only time we could do it was on the weekend and he agreed to meet with us both Saturday and after church on Sunday. It was going to be a hassle but I convinced Elle that, to meet her requirement of being married in a church, it was the only way it would work.
I picked her up at her school after lunch the following Saturday. We’d both gotten our blood tests and I’d made a trip to the County Clerk’s office for the license. All that was left was to have the instruction and to wait for the 5th of October. Because we were meeting with the minister on two consecutive days I needed to find a place for Elle to stay. I’d casually asked Clyde and his wife if they could/would be available for a couple of hours on that Sunday without telling him why. Some people looked at Clyde as somewhat of a fool but he was anything but. He knew something was up and he kept pressuring me about it. I broke down and told him that Elle and I were going to elope. He thought it was great but, knowing how he was, I was afraid that he’d spread the word. I begged him not to say a word to anyone. He, at his teasing best, said that unless I told him “everything”, he was going to tell. When I told him that Elle and I were getting the “instruction” both Saturday and Sunday he asked where Elle was going to stay. I shrugged my shoulders and he said that she could stay with he and his wife. I wasn’t sure how Elle would take the news but it made sense, especially since I was going to ask them to stand up for us. Clyde was giddy and couldn’t wait to go tell Jane, his wife.
When I brought Elle to their trailer that Saturday Jane was excited as a little kid. Elle quickly got over her shyness and seemed to fit right in. Clyde wasn’t there and I felt out of place so I went back to the barn. It was good because it allowed Elle to tell her of her “problem” and get her to promise she wouldn’t tell Clyde. AJ had a horse in the feature race which meant that it’d be after midnight before I’d be through work. When I stopped back to see Elle a little later and told Jane how late I’d be, she, in a nice way, said she’d see me on Sunday. I really couldn’t say much since they were being nice and putting Elle up for the night.
We went to church on Sunday and had our instruction after the service. Elle really wanted to get back to her school because she hadn’t done any studying on Saturday and she had some tests that week. It was probably the “calmest” we’d been in I don’t know how long. I knew Elle was uptight so didn’t push the item. Some kissing and hugging was as about as exciting as it got.
Since there was no reason to go back to the track so I headed for the fraternity. All the pledges were there and I really didn’t know many of them. I went to my room and found that my roommate had decided to put in bunk beds which shrunk an already tiny room to almost nothing. There was barely room for our desks. I wasn’t too happy but, again, suppressed my actual feelings, trying to keep harmony. Somehow, I managed to stay focused during the week and got some studying done. The worst part of the week was at night, at the track, and the teasing that Clyde put on me. Actually, the week really dragged.
I picked Elle up on Saturday right after her last class. She’d packed her clothes for the weekend, including the ones she would wear for the wedding, when her roommate was out of the room. When I got there I drove into the driveway and into the back yard, something I never did. Elle was waiting and threw the suitcase into the back seat and we were off. I couldn’t tell if she was excited or not. Jane had promised to cook dinner for us as a wedding present. I felt a bad because they didn’t really have the money to spend on food for us but they insisted. It turned out to be steak, something I hadn’t had in a long while. Both Clyde and I had to get up to the track so we left the girls alone. As I went out the door Jane told me that I wouldn’t see Elle until we got to the church the next day. I wondered what that was all about and asked Clyde. He just smiled with his big toothy grin but didn’t answer me.
To be continued...
I’m not sure if it was that she got tired of me telling her that everything would be OK or the fact that she got hungry that she finally got herself composed. The problem, then, was that her dress was soaked. The only thing we could think of was to go back to the sorority and wait until she was sure that the girls were eating supper and then try to make it up the stairs to her room without being seen. We actually waited on the porch until it appeared that everyone who was there was seated. She made it halfway up the stairs before running into a girl who was coming down. There was no way to hide the fact that she was wet so that didn’t help her already fragile mood. From the porch I could see it happen. As I waited I wondered how she’d be when she returned.
There was only one word to describe it... quiet, very quiet. I wanted to start to plan just what we had to do to actually get married. In spite of our previous “near miss” neither of us had done any research as to the requirements. Because we were in a public restaurant she didn’t want to discuss it. I promised that I’d start the next day since I didn’t have to be at the track until late in the afternoon. She seemed satisfied with that. But I told her that she‘d have to be willing to do some talking on the phone because she had to be a part of the decision making process. Reluctantly, she agreed.
The first thing was that we had to get blood tests. I’m still not sure just what the reason for that was. The next was that we had to post the banns of marriage at the church for three weeks. When I spoke to the minister I lied and told him that I was with the horses and that we’d be gone by that time. He was sympathetic and agreed to count the current week as one and then the next week would be the second and, since Sunday was the first day of the week, it would count as the third. The last obstacle was that we were supposed to be “instructed” by him. The only time we could do it was on the weekend and he agreed to meet with us both Saturday and after church on Sunday. It was going to be a hassle but I convinced Elle that, to meet her requirement of being married in a church, it was the only way it would work.
I picked her up at her school after lunch the following Saturday. We’d both gotten our blood tests and I’d made a trip to the County Clerk’s office for the license. All that was left was to have the instruction and to wait for the 5th of October. Because we were meeting with the minister on two consecutive days I needed to find a place for Elle to stay. I’d casually asked Clyde and his wife if they could/would be available for a couple of hours on that Sunday without telling him why. Some people looked at Clyde as somewhat of a fool but he was anything but. He knew something was up and he kept pressuring me about it. I broke down and told him that Elle and I were going to elope. He thought it was great but, knowing how he was, I was afraid that he’d spread the word. I begged him not to say a word to anyone. He, at his teasing best, said that unless I told him “everything”, he was going to tell. When I told him that Elle and I were getting the “instruction” both Saturday and Sunday he asked where Elle was going to stay. I shrugged my shoulders and he said that she could stay with he and his wife. I wasn’t sure how Elle would take the news but it made sense, especially since I was going to ask them to stand up for us. Clyde was giddy and couldn’t wait to go tell Jane, his wife.
When I brought Elle to their trailer that Saturday Jane was excited as a little kid. Elle quickly got over her shyness and seemed to fit right in. Clyde wasn’t there and I felt out of place so I went back to the barn. It was good because it allowed Elle to tell her of her “problem” and get her to promise she wouldn’t tell Clyde. AJ had a horse in the feature race which meant that it’d be after midnight before I’d be through work. When I stopped back to see Elle a little later and told Jane how late I’d be, she, in a nice way, said she’d see me on Sunday. I really couldn’t say much since they were being nice and putting Elle up for the night.
We went to church on Sunday and had our instruction after the service. Elle really wanted to get back to her school because she hadn’t done any studying on Saturday and she had some tests that week. It was probably the “calmest” we’d been in I don’t know how long. I knew Elle was uptight so didn’t push the item. Some kissing and hugging was as about as exciting as it got.
Since there was no reason to go back to the track so I headed for the fraternity. All the pledges were there and I really didn’t know many of them. I went to my room and found that my roommate had decided to put in bunk beds which shrunk an already tiny room to almost nothing. There was barely room for our desks. I wasn’t too happy but, again, suppressed my actual feelings, trying to keep harmony. Somehow, I managed to stay focused during the week and got some studying done. The worst part of the week was at night, at the track, and the teasing that Clyde put on me. Actually, the week really dragged.
I picked Elle up on Saturday right after her last class. She’d packed her clothes for the weekend, including the ones she would wear for the wedding, when her roommate was out of the room. When I got there I drove into the driveway and into the back yard, something I never did. Elle was waiting and threw the suitcase into the back seat and we were off. I couldn’t tell if she was excited or not. Jane had promised to cook dinner for us as a wedding present. I felt a bad because they didn’t really have the money to spend on food for us but they insisted. It turned out to be steak, something I hadn’t had in a long while. Both Clyde and I had to get up to the track so we left the girls alone. As I went out the door Jane told me that I wouldn’t see Elle until we got to the church the next day. I wondered what that was all about and asked Clyde. He just smiled with his big toothy grin but didn’t answer me.
To be continued...
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
MORE SUMMER... Ups and downs (Part 46j)
It had only been a little over month since the last “crisis” so it wasn’t hard to dredge up most of the thoughts I’d had about what to do if she really was pregnant. I remember quickly going over them and having this feeling that there really wasn’t any need to panic. In fact, I felt pretty confident that if it was true that I had control of the situation. But I quickly remembered that it was Elle who was probably in a panic. Knowing her as well as I did I also knew that trying to discuss the situation over the phone was not an option. There were always girls hovering around the phone waiting their turn. I knew I should drive back to see and talk to her in person. The problem was that AJ was flying down to Lexington with the new owner to look at some horses the next morning and I was somewhat “in charge”. I was to do the training and he’d arranged for one of his friends to drive the horses in races. And, I had to make sure they were ready each night. There really was no way to take a night off.
On top of that I had finally arranged to meet with the head of the Education department to discuss my ideas concerning the lack of educational options for kids like Joanne who couldn’t keep up academically. I was really excited to have the opportunity and I certainly didn’t want to go into the meeting ill prepared. I’d written a bunch of thoughts down, over time, and was trying to put them in logical order. My free time was pretty much non existent. I ended up pushing the situation with Elle into the background.
When I walked into Dr F’s office the look he gave me was not one to give me a lot of confidence. It was one that indicated I was taking up his valuable time. He wore half glasses and as he peered over the top of them to look at me I really wasn’t sure I wanted to be there. I explained to him that Pete, the guy who did the PR at the race track and also worked for the school administration, had suggested that I explain my ideas in person rather than to write them down. He indicated for me to start talking but he continued to flip through the papers that were on his desk. I don’t know at what point that I got his whole attention but when I did he took the glasses off and started a dialog. Long story short; he had been working on a presentation to the State Education department that covered some of the points that I had just made to him but I’d added a couple that he liked. When I left the office I felt really good. It was obvious that he was held in high esteem by the State Education department and that there was a distinct possibility that some sort of grant for an experimental program might be forthcoming after the first of the year. I was so excited that I wanted to go see the T’s and tell them but I had a horse in the first race so had to postpone that to another day.
When AJ got back he was all excited. The new owner had committed to buying four horses and maybe more. That was the good news. The bad news was that he was going to stop racing a few of the horses which meant I really wouldn’t be needed. He wanted to keep the grooms he had on the payroll for later when the new horses were purchased. Hearing that, my first thought was of the loss of money. I rationalized it by telling myself I’d only lose three weeks of pay. But any weeks without pay would be devastating, especially if Elle really was pregnant.
The “ups and downs” of that week was almost like being on a roller coaster, something I never really took to. I was really looking forward to getting over to see Elle and find out if my thoughts were correct concerning her being pregnant. It was hard to sleep, for sure. As the week ended AJ did tell me that he hoped that I’d still come over on race nights to help him. He’d pay me $5 for each horse I’d warm up for him. I did a quick calculation and figured I’d still make around $50 a week. I was pretty sure it was more than I could make working at the co-op at school. The horses he'd selected were turned out to pasture that Saturday which meant that there was no reason to continue to live at the track. I stuffed my track clothes into my suitcase Sunday morning and headed off to see Elle.
As soon as I saw Elle I knew that whatever the problem was that it was affecting her mightily. She looked very tired and although, initially, she said that it was that she’d been studying really hard I knew it was more than that. We headed off to Dee’s special place. I was rather cruel in that I didn’t waste any time in asking if she thought she was pregnant. That started the tears... which flowed, on and off, the rest of the afternoon. She spent more time in my arms, sobbing, than doing anything else. She actually fell asleep at one point and, in so doing, ended up wetting herself. I knew it was happening but knew that by waking her up that the damage had already been done. For my part, I kept trying to assure her that I’d find a way to make it work. The things that were most important to her were that we get married in a church and that she finish college. I assured her that it would be a priority and that we’d both finish school.
To be continued...
It had only been a little over month since the last “crisis” so it wasn’t hard to dredge up most of the thoughts I’d had about what to do if she really was pregnant. I remember quickly going over them and having this feeling that there really wasn’t any need to panic. In fact, I felt pretty confident that if it was true that I had control of the situation. But I quickly remembered that it was Elle who was probably in a panic. Knowing her as well as I did I also knew that trying to discuss the situation over the phone was not an option. There were always girls hovering around the phone waiting their turn. I knew I should drive back to see and talk to her in person. The problem was that AJ was flying down to Lexington with the new owner to look at some horses the next morning and I was somewhat “in charge”. I was to do the training and he’d arranged for one of his friends to drive the horses in races. And, I had to make sure they were ready each night. There really was no way to take a night off.
On top of that I had finally arranged to meet with the head of the Education department to discuss my ideas concerning the lack of educational options for kids like Joanne who couldn’t keep up academically. I was really excited to have the opportunity and I certainly didn’t want to go into the meeting ill prepared. I’d written a bunch of thoughts down, over time, and was trying to put them in logical order. My free time was pretty much non existent. I ended up pushing the situation with Elle into the background.
When I walked into Dr F’s office the look he gave me was not one to give me a lot of confidence. It was one that indicated I was taking up his valuable time. He wore half glasses and as he peered over the top of them to look at me I really wasn’t sure I wanted to be there. I explained to him that Pete, the guy who did the PR at the race track and also worked for the school administration, had suggested that I explain my ideas in person rather than to write them down. He indicated for me to start talking but he continued to flip through the papers that were on his desk. I don’t know at what point that I got his whole attention but when I did he took the glasses off and started a dialog. Long story short; he had been working on a presentation to the State Education department that covered some of the points that I had just made to him but I’d added a couple that he liked. When I left the office I felt really good. It was obvious that he was held in high esteem by the State Education department and that there was a distinct possibility that some sort of grant for an experimental program might be forthcoming after the first of the year. I was so excited that I wanted to go see the T’s and tell them but I had a horse in the first race so had to postpone that to another day.
When AJ got back he was all excited. The new owner had committed to buying four horses and maybe more. That was the good news. The bad news was that he was going to stop racing a few of the horses which meant I really wouldn’t be needed. He wanted to keep the grooms he had on the payroll for later when the new horses were purchased. Hearing that, my first thought was of the loss of money. I rationalized it by telling myself I’d only lose three weeks of pay. But any weeks without pay would be devastating, especially if Elle really was pregnant.
The “ups and downs” of that week was almost like being on a roller coaster, something I never really took to. I was really looking forward to getting over to see Elle and find out if my thoughts were correct concerning her being pregnant. It was hard to sleep, for sure. As the week ended AJ did tell me that he hoped that I’d still come over on race nights to help him. He’d pay me $5 for each horse I’d warm up for him. I did a quick calculation and figured I’d still make around $50 a week. I was pretty sure it was more than I could make working at the co-op at school. The horses he'd selected were turned out to pasture that Saturday which meant that there was no reason to continue to live at the track. I stuffed my track clothes into my suitcase Sunday morning and headed off to see Elle.
As soon as I saw Elle I knew that whatever the problem was that it was affecting her mightily. She looked very tired and although, initially, she said that it was that she’d been studying really hard I knew it was more than that. We headed off to Dee’s special place. I was rather cruel in that I didn’t waste any time in asking if she thought she was pregnant. That started the tears... which flowed, on and off, the rest of the afternoon. She spent more time in my arms, sobbing, than doing anything else. She actually fell asleep at one point and, in so doing, ended up wetting herself. I knew it was happening but knew that by waking her up that the damage had already been done. For my part, I kept trying to assure her that I’d find a way to make it work. The things that were most important to her were that we get married in a church and that she finish college. I assured her that it would be a priority and that we’d both finish school.
To be continued...
Sunday, August 09, 2009
MORE SUMMER... Ups and downs (Part 46i)
We both fell asleep for a while. When I woke up Elle was standing up looking off into the sunset. Oh how I wish I had a camera. I hadn’t eaten since around 7am and I was famished. As much as I wanted to stay and watch the sun go all the way down I just had to get something in my stomach. I asked Elle if she would pee in her panties for me before we got dressed. She walked up to where I was sitting and spread her legs. I just sat there and watched her pee streaming from her panties, glistening in the sun that was shining through her legs. I remember my ankles being tickled with the splashing of her pee on the ground. She squatted down so I could rub the crotch but she pulled away when I tried to get my finger inside her panties. I asked if she felt comfortable enough at this place to change her panties and, after a few seconds shook her head “no”. I was hoping to get to see her naked in the setting sun but it wasn’t to be. I fetched a pair of the heavy cotton panties from under my seat in the car and helped her slip them on. I really hated to see her put her dress back on. I really enjoyed seeing her, out in daylight, in just her bra and panties and hoped we could reprise it before the weather got too cold.
It was too late for her to get supper at the sorority so we headed for downtown and the Sugar Bowl. As we left the car I manged to get to feel her bottom and it was just a bit damp. The nylon panties, being so sheer, didn’t hold much moisture and the heavy cotton panties soaked up what little was there. I suggested that she pull the hem of her skirt out as she sat down but there were too many people for her to feel comfortable doing it. Because money was so tight we ended up sharing one meal. I could’ve eaten it and another whole one I was so hungry. I pretty much knew she was going to want to go study when we finished so I wasn’t too disappointed when we got back to the sorority and all I got was a long kiss while still in the car. My trip back to the track was quick as my mind was occupied with what all that had transpired during the afternoon.
On Monday, AJ wanted to know where I’d been. My first thought was that Pop, who I’d asked to look after my horses, had forgotten. But that wasn’t it. He’d wanted to talk with me about his upcoming plans. When he’d gone over them with me he kind of surprised me by asking if I could bring Elle over to meet him and Mrs AJ the following Sunday. I wondered if he and Clyde had, by some unlikely chance, gotten together to convince me to introduce her to them. AJ said Mrs AJ wanted to prepare a nice Sunday dinner for us. I knew Elle wouldn’t be too happy as she hated being “put on display”, as she called it. Again, it was midweek before I got in contact with her. Even before I mentioned the invitation I could sense that something was on her mind. I knew from experience that if I asked what was bothering her she’d reply, “Nothing”.
I left the track that Sunday to go get Elle around 9:30am or so. We were supposed to be at AJ’s house at 1pm and we barely made it. Elle wore her new dress and really looked nice. I made a few half hearted tries at feeling her panties but she told me to have some patience. Just hearing those words started a bulge. AJ rented the same house each year. The lady who owned it would move upstairs for the Summer giving the AJ’s the whole downstairs. There was a nice back yard with wooden lawn furniture that reminded me of what my parents had. Elle, in spite of her reluctance, was a “hit” with both AJ and his wife. Of course AJ had told Mrs AJ about the problem with my grandparents and, as I found out later, they wanted to judge Elle on her own merits. The whole afternoon went by very quickly and, as Elle had homework, she didn’t want to leave too late. I convinced her to let me show her the horses at the stable. They’d already been fed so it was absolutely dead quiet when we arrived. The two horses that I was caring for were on the backside of the barn. There were only a couple of other trainer’s horses over there and the stalls next to my two horses were empty. Elle was complaining of the smell but I convinced her to at least step inside so she could make good on her veiled promise of “have patience”. I held her close and managed to get my hand up under her skirt and found her wearing nylon panties. I was going to ask her for a “squirt” but her crotch was already a bit wet. I didn’t say anything and tried to enjoy the moment. But it was clear that she was uncomfortable so I let her go. As we walked around the end of the barn I saw Clyde’s trailer. I knew Elle wanted to leave but I dragged her down there hoping that he was there. Not only was he and Jane there but they were cooking hamburgers on a grill. Clyde was a very loud and vocal (but harmless) person and when he saw me with a female he yelled out “So you’re Elle!“ I hadn’t really explained Clyde to her so she was a bit taken aback. He insisted that we join them, at least for a soda. It was probably an hour later before we got away. Elle was only a bit upset, admitting that they were ”fun people”.
The only thing I got Elle to tell me on the way back was that Barbara Ann, her roommate from the Spring, hadn't returned to school and that the rumor was that she was pregnant. If I’d really thought about it I could’ve probably figured out what was really on her mind. The news about Barbara Ann should've been the hint but it wasn’t until I was almost all the way back to the track that it hit me. When I’d finally gotten to feel Elle's panties she didn’t have a sanitary pad on. She’d told me the week before that her period was due any day. When I was able to see her on a weekly or regular basis I kept mental notes when she should have it but with only a few exceptions she would let me know exactly when it came. All of a sudden I was perspiring.
To be continued...
We both fell asleep for a while. When I woke up Elle was standing up looking off into the sunset. Oh how I wish I had a camera. I hadn’t eaten since around 7am and I was famished. As much as I wanted to stay and watch the sun go all the way down I just had to get something in my stomach. I asked Elle if she would pee in her panties for me before we got dressed. She walked up to where I was sitting and spread her legs. I just sat there and watched her pee streaming from her panties, glistening in the sun that was shining through her legs. I remember my ankles being tickled with the splashing of her pee on the ground. She squatted down so I could rub the crotch but she pulled away when I tried to get my finger inside her panties. I asked if she felt comfortable enough at this place to change her panties and, after a few seconds shook her head “no”. I was hoping to get to see her naked in the setting sun but it wasn’t to be. I fetched a pair of the heavy cotton panties from under my seat in the car and helped her slip them on. I really hated to see her put her dress back on. I really enjoyed seeing her, out in daylight, in just her bra and panties and hoped we could reprise it before the weather got too cold.
It was too late for her to get supper at the sorority so we headed for downtown and the Sugar Bowl. As we left the car I manged to get to feel her bottom and it was just a bit damp. The nylon panties, being so sheer, didn’t hold much moisture and the heavy cotton panties soaked up what little was there. I suggested that she pull the hem of her skirt out as she sat down but there were too many people for her to feel comfortable doing it. Because money was so tight we ended up sharing one meal. I could’ve eaten it and another whole one I was so hungry. I pretty much knew she was going to want to go study when we finished so I wasn’t too disappointed when we got back to the sorority and all I got was a long kiss while still in the car. My trip back to the track was quick as my mind was occupied with what all that had transpired during the afternoon.
On Monday, AJ wanted to know where I’d been. My first thought was that Pop, who I’d asked to look after my horses, had forgotten. But that wasn’t it. He’d wanted to talk with me about his upcoming plans. When he’d gone over them with me he kind of surprised me by asking if I could bring Elle over to meet him and Mrs AJ the following Sunday. I wondered if he and Clyde had, by some unlikely chance, gotten together to convince me to introduce her to them. AJ said Mrs AJ wanted to prepare a nice Sunday dinner for us. I knew Elle wouldn’t be too happy as she hated being “put on display”, as she called it. Again, it was midweek before I got in contact with her. Even before I mentioned the invitation I could sense that something was on her mind. I knew from experience that if I asked what was bothering her she’d reply, “Nothing”.
I left the track that Sunday to go get Elle around 9:30am or so. We were supposed to be at AJ’s house at 1pm and we barely made it. Elle wore her new dress and really looked nice. I made a few half hearted tries at feeling her panties but she told me to have some patience. Just hearing those words started a bulge. AJ rented the same house each year. The lady who owned it would move upstairs for the Summer giving the AJ’s the whole downstairs. There was a nice back yard with wooden lawn furniture that reminded me of what my parents had. Elle, in spite of her reluctance, was a “hit” with both AJ and his wife. Of course AJ had told Mrs AJ about the problem with my grandparents and, as I found out later, they wanted to judge Elle on her own merits. The whole afternoon went by very quickly and, as Elle had homework, she didn’t want to leave too late. I convinced her to let me show her the horses at the stable. They’d already been fed so it was absolutely dead quiet when we arrived. The two horses that I was caring for were on the backside of the barn. There were only a couple of other trainer’s horses over there and the stalls next to my two horses were empty. Elle was complaining of the smell but I convinced her to at least step inside so she could make good on her veiled promise of “have patience”. I held her close and managed to get my hand up under her skirt and found her wearing nylon panties. I was going to ask her for a “squirt” but her crotch was already a bit wet. I didn’t say anything and tried to enjoy the moment. But it was clear that she was uncomfortable so I let her go. As we walked around the end of the barn I saw Clyde’s trailer. I knew Elle wanted to leave but I dragged her down there hoping that he was there. Not only was he and Jane there but they were cooking hamburgers on a grill. Clyde was a very loud and vocal (but harmless) person and when he saw me with a female he yelled out “So you’re Elle!“ I hadn’t really explained Clyde to her so she was a bit taken aback. He insisted that we join them, at least for a soda. It was probably an hour later before we got away. Elle was only a bit upset, admitting that they were ”fun people”.
The only thing I got Elle to tell me on the way back was that Barbara Ann, her roommate from the Spring, hadn't returned to school and that the rumor was that she was pregnant. If I’d really thought about it I could’ve probably figured out what was really on her mind. The news about Barbara Ann should've been the hint but it wasn’t until I was almost all the way back to the track that it hit me. When I’d finally gotten to feel Elle's panties she didn’t have a sanitary pad on. She’d told me the week before that her period was due any day. When I was able to see her on a weekly or regular basis I kept mental notes when she should have it but with only a few exceptions she would let me know exactly when it came. All of a sudden I was perspiring.
To be continued...
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
MORE SUMMER... Ups and downs (Part 46h)
We didn’t drive too far before we saw a small restaurant and I pulled in. She had her “spares” in hand as she got out of the car but I asked her to just put on only one pair, “just for me”. She smiled as she walked away and I sat there hoping she’d respond favorably. I’d planned to “check her out” when she got back in the car but she rebuffed me. I wasn’t expecting that and responded like a child, pretty much ignoring her. I did stop about two hours later. I didn’t say anything to her at all. When she got back in the car she crawled across the seat and lifted her skirt. When I didn’t put my hand on her crotch she took it off the steering wheel and pressed it up between her thighs. Much to my surprise it was more than a bit wet. “Are you happy now?“ was what she said with a little edge to it. (It was something that I’d heard before and would, many times again.) I think what surprised me the most was that we were well within an hour of her school. She could’ve very easily stayed dry and not have to worry about it when we arrived. But I did appreciate it, a lot!
I was pretty much forgotten once I’d unloaded her things. She was all caught up with her sorority sisters and what they’d done over the Summer. I couldn't believe that she was still wearing the peed in panties with all these people around her. I told her I’d call sometime around mid week and headed off to my college. There was no point in going to the race track as it would’ve been almost 10pm when I got there. I wasn’t going to work the next morning anyway as I had to meet with the Dean of Students and confirm my course schedule for the semester. As I drove I couldn’t help but think about Elle and how she’d wet her panties, just for me. Hmmmmm.
Everything went well with my meeting. My Summer school credits had been accepted and the head of the Economics department had signed off on me rejoining the program. I actually didn’t have to register. It had been taken care of by the administration so, other than a quick stop at the fraternity to leave off the check for room and board for the semester, I was off to work.
The first words out of AJ’s mouth were to ask me if I’d spoken with my grandfather. He was not pleased that I hadn’t but accepted it when I told him my father told me not to because it would upset him too much. In fact, my father didn’t even tell him I was home. The big news, even though I was only gone 4 days, was that AJ had landed a new, rich, owner who was going to buy three or four horses at the auctions later in the Fall. It was good news as AJ was down to just 14 horses (18 if you counted the four that were racing at the track in the city). My schedule called for me to work until 10am and then leave for classes. I’d return by 4pm and work as late as I had to depending on what races the horses were in. My best friend at the stables, Ed, was still with the horses that were at the track in the city. I’d become friendly with a young trainer/driver by the name of Clyde (really) who was introduced to me by the guy, Harry, the trainer/driver who I’d met the season prior. He was the guy who commuted two hours each way from his home and businesses. Clyde lived with his wife, Jane, in a trailer that was parked just at the edge of the barn area. It wasn’t very far from the barn where AJ’s horses were stabled. During the month of August I’d gone down to their trailer on Sunday afternoons to just talk. Clyde was a character and you either liked him or you didn’t. AJ didn’t and tried to discourage me from spending too much time with him. He thought Clyde wasn’t serious enough about the business but I found that not to be true. Once I was back we got together again but because Sunday’s were the only time I could see Elle, I had to tell him our Sunday afternoon visits were ended. He responded by telling me to bring Elle on up to the track.
I don’t remember what day it was that I finally was able to get hold of Elle. She complained about having to sit in class saying she was ”spoiled” by having been so free to move around when she was practice teaching. The roommate situation had been resolved and Dee was the one. She would’ve preferred Nancy with whom she’d roomed her first three years but she and Dee had one major thing in common, they were both engaged. I told her I’d be there around noontime but that she should eat before I arrived as money was tight. She sounded excited.
It was a beautiful late Summer day. Elle was excited to tell me that she had been given Dee and her fiance’s “secret” parking place. Dee’s fiance had graduated in May and was now in the Army so it wasn’t going to be used anyway. I was “game” for it. I liked the place I’d found the previous Fall but Elle never fell all that comfortable there. In a way it was sort of funny to find out how close to the town it was located. It took a little hunting to find the road (path) into it but it was an idyllic place. After going though this thicket of scrub trees we ended up on a small clearing that looked out onto a the valley that ran down the West side of the town. It promised some pretty sunsets if we were to stay late enough. As anxious to get up close and personal with Elle as I was (small bulge almost all the way there) I couldn’t help but take a good look around. The chances of being found were slim to none which made Elle really comfortable.
Being warm out and also being secluded allowed me to ask Elle if she’d undress down to just her bra and panties. She didn’t resist at all and I rather enjoyed watching her do the “strip”. She was wearing a pair of the nylon panties that I’d bought her at Christmas that had the distinctive diamond like crotch. They were more sheer than all the other nylon panties Elle had and she was reluctant to wear them except with me. After she’d finished I let her undress me. We’d spread the beach towel I kept in my car and after a while we ended up in an embrace with her lying on top of me. I managed to free my penis from my underpants and it was now between her inner thighs and in her crotch. I enjoyed that but I really wanted her panties to be wet so I could ride up and down more easily. I asked if she could sit up and give me a “squirt” and she willingly did. She sat on me with her legs straddling my hips. I watched as her pee escaped her panties and as soon as it did she started to rock back and forth. It was only a short time before she was back lying on top of me with my penis now planted in her wet panties crotch. Time meant nothing and the next thing I knew I was on top of her. I asked if I should use a rubber and she said that her period was due any day so there was no need. That was good to hear because there was certainly a noticeable difference without it.
To be continued...
We didn’t drive too far before we saw a small restaurant and I pulled in. She had her “spares” in hand as she got out of the car but I asked her to just put on only one pair, “just for me”. She smiled as she walked away and I sat there hoping she’d respond favorably. I’d planned to “check her out” when she got back in the car but she rebuffed me. I wasn’t expecting that and responded like a child, pretty much ignoring her. I did stop about two hours later. I didn’t say anything to her at all. When she got back in the car she crawled across the seat and lifted her skirt. When I didn’t put my hand on her crotch she took it off the steering wheel and pressed it up between her thighs. Much to my surprise it was more than a bit wet. “Are you happy now?“ was what she said with a little edge to it. (It was something that I’d heard before and would, many times again.) I think what surprised me the most was that we were well within an hour of her school. She could’ve very easily stayed dry and not have to worry about it when we arrived. But I did appreciate it, a lot!
I was pretty much forgotten once I’d unloaded her things. She was all caught up with her sorority sisters and what they’d done over the Summer. I couldn't believe that she was still wearing the peed in panties with all these people around her. I told her I’d call sometime around mid week and headed off to my college. There was no point in going to the race track as it would’ve been almost 10pm when I got there. I wasn’t going to work the next morning anyway as I had to meet with the Dean of Students and confirm my course schedule for the semester. As I drove I couldn’t help but think about Elle and how she’d wet her panties, just for me. Hmmmmm.
Everything went well with my meeting. My Summer school credits had been accepted and the head of the Economics department had signed off on me rejoining the program. I actually didn’t have to register. It had been taken care of by the administration so, other than a quick stop at the fraternity to leave off the check for room and board for the semester, I was off to work.
The first words out of AJ’s mouth were to ask me if I’d spoken with my grandfather. He was not pleased that I hadn’t but accepted it when I told him my father told me not to because it would upset him too much. In fact, my father didn’t even tell him I was home. The big news, even though I was only gone 4 days, was that AJ had landed a new, rich, owner who was going to buy three or four horses at the auctions later in the Fall. It was good news as AJ was down to just 14 horses (18 if you counted the four that were racing at the track in the city). My schedule called for me to work until 10am and then leave for classes. I’d return by 4pm and work as late as I had to depending on what races the horses were in. My best friend at the stables, Ed, was still with the horses that were at the track in the city. I’d become friendly with a young trainer/driver by the name of Clyde (really) who was introduced to me by the guy, Harry, the trainer/driver who I’d met the season prior. He was the guy who commuted two hours each way from his home and businesses. Clyde lived with his wife, Jane, in a trailer that was parked just at the edge of the barn area. It wasn’t very far from the barn where AJ’s horses were stabled. During the month of August I’d gone down to their trailer on Sunday afternoons to just talk. Clyde was a character and you either liked him or you didn’t. AJ didn’t and tried to discourage me from spending too much time with him. He thought Clyde wasn’t serious enough about the business but I found that not to be true. Once I was back we got together again but because Sunday’s were the only time I could see Elle, I had to tell him our Sunday afternoon visits were ended. He responded by telling me to bring Elle on up to the track.
I don’t remember what day it was that I finally was able to get hold of Elle. She complained about having to sit in class saying she was ”spoiled” by having been so free to move around when she was practice teaching. The roommate situation had been resolved and Dee was the one. She would’ve preferred Nancy with whom she’d roomed her first three years but she and Dee had one major thing in common, they were both engaged. I told her I’d be there around noontime but that she should eat before I arrived as money was tight. She sounded excited.
It was a beautiful late Summer day. Elle was excited to tell me that she had been given Dee and her fiance’s “secret” parking place. Dee’s fiance had graduated in May and was now in the Army so it wasn’t going to be used anyway. I was “game” for it. I liked the place I’d found the previous Fall but Elle never fell all that comfortable there. In a way it was sort of funny to find out how close to the town it was located. It took a little hunting to find the road (path) into it but it was an idyllic place. After going though this thicket of scrub trees we ended up on a small clearing that looked out onto a the valley that ran down the West side of the town. It promised some pretty sunsets if we were to stay late enough. As anxious to get up close and personal with Elle as I was (small bulge almost all the way there) I couldn’t help but take a good look around. The chances of being found were slim to none which made Elle really comfortable.
Being warm out and also being secluded allowed me to ask Elle if she’d undress down to just her bra and panties. She didn’t resist at all and I rather enjoyed watching her do the “strip”. She was wearing a pair of the nylon panties that I’d bought her at Christmas that had the distinctive diamond like crotch. They were more sheer than all the other nylon panties Elle had and she was reluctant to wear them except with me. After she’d finished I let her undress me. We’d spread the beach towel I kept in my car and after a while we ended up in an embrace with her lying on top of me. I managed to free my penis from my underpants and it was now between her inner thighs and in her crotch. I enjoyed that but I really wanted her panties to be wet so I could ride up and down more easily. I asked if she could sit up and give me a “squirt” and she willingly did. She sat on me with her legs straddling my hips. I watched as her pee escaped her panties and as soon as it did she started to rock back and forth. It was only a short time before she was back lying on top of me with my penis now planted in her wet panties crotch. Time meant nothing and the next thing I knew I was on top of her. I asked if I should use a rubber and she said that her period was due any day so there was no need. That was good to hear because there was certainly a noticeable difference without it.
To be continued...
Sunday, August 02, 2009
MORE SUMMER... Ups and downs (Part 46g)
You probably won’t believe me but even with her in just her bra and panties I wasn’t totally “hard”. When she had me down to just my underpants she reached under her seat and pulled out a towel and then, on her knees facing me, reached for my hand and placed it between her legs. Within seconds she began peeing. As soon as she did I “sprang to life“. I didn’t get to rub very much as she urged me to slide over into the passenger seat. When I did she straddled me and within a few seconds was moving the leg elastic of her panties and trying to guide my penis inside. If I were to guess it took less than five minutes for her to undress both herself and me, empty her bladder, get me positioned and have me inside her. I do remember protesting that I didn’t have any ”protection“ and she replied by placing her lips on mine and kissing me as hard as I think she’d ever done. At the same time she was making all the effort... up and down and up and down and up and down...
When I felt myself starting to come I remember putting my hands on her hips and trying to lift her off me and saying ”JUMP!“ All that did was to make her press down harder onto me. I remember coming... In spite of the concern that had been on my mind it totally blanked it out. I remember sitting there, totally spent with her still straddling me and continuing to kiss me. If someone had walked past I wouldn’t have cared and I don’t think she would’ve either.
Eventually Elle slid over to my left and just snuggled into my side with my arm around her. I have no idea how long we stayed like that and I have no idea what caused us to decide that we better get to bed. My original thought had been to try and leave the next morning around 8am but as we started putting ourselves back together I was pretty sure that wasn’t going to happen. Elle didn’t want to put her new dress back on as messy as we were. She was still wearing the panties that she’d wet to start our little escapade and we’d not been overly careful after that. I remember her up on her knees leaning over into the back seat, her damp white pantied behind right there in my face, reaching for her things. When she slid back down into the seat she had a paper bag in her hand. Then I remembered that she’d brought it with her when I picked her up for the banquet. It held Penny’s shorts and panties that she’d borrowed a few nights earlier. I’d seen her put it in the back seat but I was so preoccupied with what had happened in the race that I just put it out of my mind. She’d forgotten about them as well and they were still in the car. I suggested that she put the shorts on and then my shirt. Even with the slim chance that her mother might see her it would be a lot easier to explain than if she got caught trying to sneak in wearing only her bra and panties. She agreed.
Her ”cure“ for my depression worked. I went to bed thinking about what we’d both jut experienced and I was actually looking forward to being back at school and seeing her every weekend. My father knew I’d wanted to get away fairly early so he dutifully woke me around 6am. I’d done little to prepare my things for college and other than the clean clothes my mother had ready for me I had a lot to do in a short period of time. Not surprisingly Elle had almost all her things packed and ready to go. As soon as she saw me by the trunk of my car she brought a box over. Just seeing her made me tingle all over. It had really been special the night before.
Because it was Labor Day I knew the traffic, at least into and around the city, would be especially bad. I told Elle that she needed to be prepared and it would probably be 4 or more hours until we could stop. That meant she needed to be wearing a "package”, including plastic pants. I also suggested that she have spares to change into when we did stop. It was closer to 10am than 8am when we finally pulled away. My prognostication proved to be right... four and 1/2 hours to our usual place to stop, “The Red Apple”, both going to and coming back from her college. It was also a favorite place for buses to stop as well and when Elle went in to change she was met by a long line. She came back to ask what she should do and, although I enjoyed her being wet, I knew she was uncomfortable the way she was. I told her to get out a towel but when she reached under the seat there wasn’t any there. It was then I remembered that they were all stuffed in to the trunk of my car, still wet with pee. I never had a chance to wash the ones she’d used while I was home. Elle quickly remembered that her towels for school were all in a box in the back seat. I started off while she went through her boxes to find the right one. As she leaned over the seat I flipped her skirt up to see her “package”. It was obvious that she was soaked. When she finally found the right box she folded it neatly and spread it out under her and then asked what she was supposed to do. I’d gotten the idea for her to strip off her whole package and then to put on a dry pair of panties but hadn’t expressed that to her. Just the thought of her doing that had started a pretty nice bulge in my pants. But, in spite of her “loosening up” in the way she had the night before, she still wasn’t about to get naked if there was even the slightest chance someone might see her that way, even though her skirt would hide it. I was able to persuade her to slide everything off but one pair of very wet panties. I also got her to pull the soaked sanitary pad she had on under them out as well. I promised that we’d stop at the first reasonable looking place we came to.
To be continued...
You probably won’t believe me but even with her in just her bra and panties I wasn’t totally “hard”. When she had me down to just my underpants she reached under her seat and pulled out a towel and then, on her knees facing me, reached for my hand and placed it between her legs. Within seconds she began peeing. As soon as she did I “sprang to life“. I didn’t get to rub very much as she urged me to slide over into the passenger seat. When I did she straddled me and within a few seconds was moving the leg elastic of her panties and trying to guide my penis inside. If I were to guess it took less than five minutes for her to undress both herself and me, empty her bladder, get me positioned and have me inside her. I do remember protesting that I didn’t have any ”protection“ and she replied by placing her lips on mine and kissing me as hard as I think she’d ever done. At the same time she was making all the effort... up and down and up and down and up and down...
When I felt myself starting to come I remember putting my hands on her hips and trying to lift her off me and saying ”JUMP!“ All that did was to make her press down harder onto me. I remember coming... In spite of the concern that had been on my mind it totally blanked it out. I remember sitting there, totally spent with her still straddling me and continuing to kiss me. If someone had walked past I wouldn’t have cared and I don’t think she would’ve either.
Eventually Elle slid over to my left and just snuggled into my side with my arm around her. I have no idea how long we stayed like that and I have no idea what caused us to decide that we better get to bed. My original thought had been to try and leave the next morning around 8am but as we started putting ourselves back together I was pretty sure that wasn’t going to happen. Elle didn’t want to put her new dress back on as messy as we were. She was still wearing the panties that she’d wet to start our little escapade and we’d not been overly careful after that. I remember her up on her knees leaning over into the back seat, her damp white pantied behind right there in my face, reaching for her things. When she slid back down into the seat she had a paper bag in her hand. Then I remembered that she’d brought it with her when I picked her up for the banquet. It held Penny’s shorts and panties that she’d borrowed a few nights earlier. I’d seen her put it in the back seat but I was so preoccupied with what had happened in the race that I just put it out of my mind. She’d forgotten about them as well and they were still in the car. I suggested that she put the shorts on and then my shirt. Even with the slim chance that her mother might see her it would be a lot easier to explain than if she got caught trying to sneak in wearing only her bra and panties. She agreed.
Her ”cure“ for my depression worked. I went to bed thinking about what we’d both jut experienced and I was actually looking forward to being back at school and seeing her every weekend. My father knew I’d wanted to get away fairly early so he dutifully woke me around 6am. I’d done little to prepare my things for college and other than the clean clothes my mother had ready for me I had a lot to do in a short period of time. Not surprisingly Elle had almost all her things packed and ready to go. As soon as she saw me by the trunk of my car she brought a box over. Just seeing her made me tingle all over. It had really been special the night before.
Because it was Labor Day I knew the traffic, at least into and around the city, would be especially bad. I told Elle that she needed to be prepared and it would probably be 4 or more hours until we could stop. That meant she needed to be wearing a "package”, including plastic pants. I also suggested that she have spares to change into when we did stop. It was closer to 10am than 8am when we finally pulled away. My prognostication proved to be right... four and 1/2 hours to our usual place to stop, “The Red Apple”, both going to and coming back from her college. It was also a favorite place for buses to stop as well and when Elle went in to change she was met by a long line. She came back to ask what she should do and, although I enjoyed her being wet, I knew she was uncomfortable the way she was. I told her to get out a towel but when she reached under the seat there wasn’t any there. It was then I remembered that they were all stuffed in to the trunk of my car, still wet with pee. I never had a chance to wash the ones she’d used while I was home. Elle quickly remembered that her towels for school were all in a box in the back seat. I started off while she went through her boxes to find the right one. As she leaned over the seat I flipped her skirt up to see her “package”. It was obvious that she was soaked. When she finally found the right box she folded it neatly and spread it out under her and then asked what she was supposed to do. I’d gotten the idea for her to strip off her whole package and then to put on a dry pair of panties but hadn’t expressed that to her. Just the thought of her doing that had started a pretty nice bulge in my pants. But, in spite of her “loosening up” in the way she had the night before, she still wasn’t about to get naked if there was even the slightest chance someone might see her that way, even though her skirt would hide it. I was able to persuade her to slide everything off but one pair of very wet panties. I also got her to pull the soaked sanitary pad she had on under them out as well. I promised that we’d stop at the first reasonable looking place we came to.
To be continued...
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