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New Year, A
Mark had not enjoyed New Year's Eve since the year in high school when he and
Buddy waited outside the liquor store and scored a bottle of gin a college guy
bought for them. Since then, he'd gone to polite parties, made uneasy chitchat,
and left alone soon after midnight.
Still, Mark had been glad when Buddy phoned him at the dorm. New Year's party at
Greg's house. Sure, why not? Now, as he drove down the hill toward Greg's, Mark
began his pre-party confidence rap:
Weight: check. Actually I'm thin right now. Tall, dark and thin. Hair looks
good. Sharp new sweater. Remember to drink the first beer fast. Be loose. Smile.
Circulate. Meet all available women. Look into their eyes, deeply, deeply. You
are irresistible, sensitve, patient--oh, so patient. Hell, I was patient with
Dora. Left high school a virgin. Wish I'd stayed one after laying that nympho
Margaret while Will watched. Okay, this party isn't a swap meet, just the old
gang looking for a good time. And this year, I am going to have a good time!!
And it wasn't a bad time at all. Ten guys, ten women, about half couples, half
singles. Mark downed three beers trading notes with the guys, and then found
himself warmly reminiscing with Sue, his first date ever in junior high. Sue was
majoring in forestry at UC Davis and had been seeing a guy named Robert for more
than a year. That revelation made Mark both time-conscious and guilty that he
was losing interest in Sue's story.
Mark politely disengaged, then wandered into a conversation with Buddy and
Janet, seldom shall they part, Walter and Vivian, and Elaine.
Elaine. A monument, Elaine. Nearly straight A's in high school, friendly but
aloof. Promising curves. Dark, curly hair. A too-understanding look. Mark had
not been ready for an Elaine, and now, as he glanced up at her, a sensation of
chilling anxiety overwhelmed him.
Elaine was not smiling at him the way people smile at parties. She was smiling
as if he had returned from the seas, as if ...
"I was hoping you'd be here, Mark."
(Okay, get it together. Steady, steady. Smile. Good.) "It's great to see you
Elaine. How's Berkeley?"
Unbelievable. The others were wandering off. Elaine walked up to him, The Smile
playing across her soft, wise face. "Berkeley has its moments, but I want to
know about you. Let's sit down somewhere."
Detour for beer. A couch. Elaine: "Mark, I don't want to make you uptight, but I
promised myself this if you were at the party, so here it goes. In high school,
I always hoped you'd take me out. I was too shy to do anything about it, or
about dating at all. I know we're different now, but maybe we can leave early
and find out about each other.
Twenty after midnight. Mark and Elaine at Howard Johnson's, ignoring burgers.
Mark, wondering whether he's simply digging being wanted or whether the
incredible pull he's feeling toward Elaine is real. She tells him about her two
lovers, her two breakups, the pressure of her studies, the longing she feels for
a relationship with all the trimmings--care, support, sharing. There's no
question about the entree.
Mark relates his non-history candidly. "Dora and I were shy, even after a year.
I think our shyness about sex kept us from getting close in other ways. At UCLA
it's been a lot of studying, a few dates and that magic encounter with Margaret.
But this is going to be my year."
"Do you know what you want, Mark? What's your image?"
"Equal parts libido and friendship. She's a bit overwhelmed taking care of her
Uncle Fred's summer home at Malibu. She spots me one day as I'm handily
repairing the dorm bike rack. She asks me if I can lend her a hand at the beach.
The beginning of an epoch."
Elaine, smiling and shaking her head with delight: "My folks are in Hawaii and
one of the kitchen cabinet doors is loose. Want to tempt fate?"
In the front door two steps and locked in a clinch. Elaine's lips like melting
butter, her tongue gently inquisitive. Mark's hands wildly stroking her back,
her sides, her ass. Elaine, clutching at his shoulders, rubbing his hair.
On the floor, frenching, tearing off each other's clothes. His tongue rolling
through neck hollow and down, into the valley of her breasts, now up, reveling
in the firmness of her left nipple. She moans as he sucks, hard, his right hand
moving to her other breast, stroking, kneading, pressing and rolling the nipple.
His left hand finds her hot and moist. His middle finger probes, joined by an
index finger with radar for her clit. Her moans become higher, shorter bursts
that spur him to stronger movements with his fingers, harder stroking with his
tongue as he sucks. With a sustained scream Elaine arches and comes.
Mark has never felt so virile, competent and hot. Resting on an elbow, waiting
for Elaine's panting to subside, he focuses on his cock. (Fuck her, you're gonna
fuck her hard, fuck her, fuck her.) It's turning him on too much. He shakes ...
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