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}{\insrsid4676458 Chapter Ten
by be287m
}{\insrsid12789943 I wanted to get away}{\insrsid15140252 . I really wanted to get away. The problem was, I}{\insrsid12789943 }{\insrsid8222524 didn\rquote t know how to run away from the thoughts in my head. }{\insrsid15140252
Playing computer games helped some, but that was just numbing, not what I needed. }{\insrsid8222524 I talked to my therapist and that helped. It wasn\rquote t enough}{\insrsid15140252 ,}{\insrsid8222524 though}{\insrsid15140252
. I still needed to get away.}{\insrsid8222524
}{\insrsid12869554
}{\insrsid8222524 I }{\insrsid15140252 did get}{\insrsid12869554 support from surprising places. I wasn\rquote t surprised at Lynn chec
king up on me, but Summer also called in from Nevada to encourage me to come out to visit. My boss was also supportive when I told him I wanted a few days off. He appeared surprised at the news that I\rquote
d had a girlfriend, but agreed that time away would probably help. He joked that it would be better than watching me mope around the office, anyway.}{\insrsid14288495 I didn\rquote t quite know what to make of that. Fortunately, my project was }{
\insrsid8074392 ahead of}{\insrsid14288495 schedule, so it really didn\rquote t matter whether I was around those days or not.}{\insrsid12869554
}{\insrsid12789943
}{\insrsid11228193 The day before I left, I called Angie again. I got her voicemail and left her another message.
\'93Angie, this is John. It\rquote s been a week and I suspect you\rquote re still pretty upset. But since you haven\rquote t called, I haven\rquote t had a chance to explain. }{\insrsid11618067 What happened is that }{\insrsid11228193
I asked my courtesan friend for some advice and she gave me pointers verbally and through gestures. We never touched or did anything sexual together. In fact, I haven\rquote t been with anyone, sexually or otherwise, since I started going out with yo
u. Frankly, you\rquote re the best thing that\rquote s ever happened to me and I would hate for what\rquote s basically a miscommunication to screw that up.
\'93Anyway, I\rquote m headed out of town tomorrow for a few days. So please call me. I\rquote d really like to fix this.\'94
I hung up and did my best to keep busy the rest of the evening instead of moping by the phone. It largely worked}{\insrsid2823704
this time, I suspect because I was so tired with all the sleepless nights of the past week. At least there was the chance I\rquote d sleep in Nevada.}{\insrsid11228193
}{\insrsid7492780
I began to have second thoughts about that when I got to baggage claim in Reno. Summer, dressed in jeans and sunglasses, she greeted me with an enthusiastic hug that almost pulled me off balance.
\'93*So* glad to see you, John! We are going to have so much fun!\'94
\'93Uhhh. . . .\'94
\'93Relax! I\rquote ll only make you fuck me once a day!\'94 I did a }{\insrsid11618067 double }{\insrsid14025225 take}{\insrsid7492780 and then realized she was teasing. \'93I have to live up to my reputation as a nymphomaniac, after all!\'94
I blushed, but all that did was draw another chuckle from Summer.}{\insrsid15667209
\'93Lynn did warn you that she was going to tell me,\'94 she joked. \'93And I get a kick out of it.\'94
\'93Good,\'94 I sighed in relief.
}{\insrsid4029724
\'93You have nothing to worry about, John. We\rquote re going to have a good time. Besides the brothel, we can go to Lake Tahoe if you want, or go gambling in Reno or Carson City.\'94
\'93Gambling\rquote s a tax on the mathematically challenged,\'94 I commented, drawing a giggle from Summer.
\'93Life\rquote s a gamble,\'94 she replied. \'93Sometimes ya gotta bet big.\'94 I just nodded.}{\insrsid8074392 This trip was certainly a big bet.}{\insrsid4029724
\'93Let\rquote s go then!\'94 she said. With that, we headed out to the parking lot. It was a pleasant late afternoon, sunny with a slight breeze. Summer led me to a white, }{\insrsid14025225 mud splattered}{\insrsid4029724
Jeep 4x4. I threw my bag in the back.
\'93What\rquote s the plan?\'94 I asked.
\'93First we\rquote ll stop at my place and drop off your stuff. Then we\rquote ll go see }{\insrsid9119916 Tamara}{\insrsid4029724 at the Ranch. I imagine we\rquote ll hang out in the }{\insrsid5310969 parlor}{\insrsid4029724 for a while, since she
\rquote s working evening shifts this week. Then tomorrow we\rquote ll head back late morning. Marvin, the owner, said she\rquote s free to join us then if we want to go out.\'94
\'93I thought once you cleared }{\insrsid8074392 medical you had to stay at the R}{\insrsid4029724 anch.\'94
\'93That\rquote s only true at the Southern brothels near Vegas. We can take Tamara on an \lquote outdate\rquote if you want, as long as we get her back in time to make some money that evening.\'94
I nodded in response and then realized Summer had shifted the name she was using. We were in Nevada, which meant Lynn was Tamara once again.
We drove South toward Carson City, but detoured off the highway before we got there. After winding down some county roads, Summer turned off onto a dirt driveway. We pulled up in front of an}{\insrsid9119916 old ranch house next to a well-}{
\insrsid4029724 kept barn.
\'93You live here?\'94 I asked.
\'93Sure do. It\rquote s the best way to balance work and raising horses.\'94
\'93You raise horses?\'94 Summer laughed at my incredulous tone.
\'93You never knew there was more to me than being a nymphomaniac, did you?\'94 I blushed again, but followed her up to the house.
Summer showed me to the guest bedroom that would be mine and gave me a few minutes to unpack my stuff before offering me the nic}{\insrsid9119916 kel tour. The property was old}{\insrsid4029724 b}{\insrsid9119916 ut well-}{\insrsid4029724
maintained. In the barn I met Blaze, Starr, and Demi, all Arabian horses. They}{\insrsid9119916 were beautiful beasts and well-}{\insrsid4029724 behaved once they got their treats handfed by Summer. After some encouragement, I let Blaze }{
\insrsid12016779 eat some apple out of my hand. Summer was more calm and subdued than I remembered ever seeing her. I asked about it as we walked back to the house.
\'93That\rquote s your passion, isn\rquote t it? Raising horses?\'94 Summer gave a small smile and nodded, then winked at me.
\'93That and sex,\'94 she replied.
\'93Well of course! We couldn\rquote t forget the sex! Not for a nymphomaniac!\'94 Summer laughed in response.
}{\insrsid280568
When we got back to the house, we wandered towards Summer\rquote s quarters. She glanced down at her pants, dusty from the trip to the stables. I\rquote d managed to stay relatively clean.
\'93I want to shower and change clothes before we head down to the Ranch,\'94 she announced, then met my eye. \'93You haven\rquote t told me about Angie yet. Why don\rquote t you keep me company and tell me the story while I get ready?\'94
\'93You want me to sit in the bathroom and talk to you while you shower?\'94
\'93Why not? Do you have a problem with talking to me while I\rquote m naked?\'94
I was smart enough to recognize that as a trick question and so soon found myself leaning against the wall talking about my romance while I watched Summer soap }{\insrsid9119916 up }{\insrsid280568 and wash off. }{\insrsid12346430
It was a little surreal. I\rquote d have these pangs when I\rquote d mention something endearing that Angie had done on one of our dates, but then I\rquote d get distracted as Summer turned and gave me a new view. I\rquote
d gotten to describing the Valentine\rquote s date when she got out and started drying off, asking me questions}{\insrsid8520993 where I was glossing over details. I followed her into the bedr
oom where I tried to explain what had happened on my final date with Angie while Summer got dressed. I wasn\rquote
t particularly coherent, especially when she bent over to get some fresh underwear out of a dresser drawer and took extraordinarily long finding a pair that she wanted.}{\insrsid412843 My groin was definitely stir}{\insrsid9119916 ring}{\insrsid412843
but I also felt guilty, as if I were cheating on Angie. Which I knew was ridiculous, because we weren\rquote t together anymore. Something Summer asked about directly once she had clean jeans on.
\'93S}{\insrsid14025225 o, are you two still together?\'94}{\insrsid412843 she asked, still topless, looking for a bra.
\'93No, I don\rquote t think so,\'94 I sighed. \'93I wish we were.\'94
\'93So you don\rquote t feel guilty about that?\'94 she asked pointing to the bulge in my pants.
\'93A little,\'94 I admitted. She nodded knowingly.
\'93Do you know the difference between sex and love?\'94
\'93I think so.\'94
\'93Good. }{\insrsid16725982 Because no one\rquote s going to ask you to give up your feelings for Angie. A}{\insrsid941147 nything that ha}{\insrsid16725982 ppens this week is purely sex.\'94}{\insrsid412843
}{\insrsid16725982
\'93Something\rquote s going to happen?\'94
Summer got a mischievous glint in her eye as she pulled her shirt on.
\'93Well, if you got that good at going down on a girl after a few pointers, I might just have to try your tongue out myself.\'94 With that she licked her lips salaciously, causing me to blush once again.
}{\insrsid12534675
\'93Let\rquote s go,\'94 she said, giving me a chance to recover my composure. About a half hour later we were turning onto Kit Kat Lane and pulling up in front of Fantasy Ranch. I\rquote
d been drumming my fingers on my thigh while we drove, but realized I wasn\rquote t nearly as nervous as I had been during my last visit. I was sure that some of my calm was due to Summer\rquote
s presence. But most, I realized, was because I knew that I wasn\rquote t going to have to face rejection inside. I wasn\rquote t looking to get laid and so it didn\rquote t matter if the women inside}{\insrsid5310969
pulled back in disgust at the sight of me or not. Not caring was surprisingly comforting.}{\insrsid12534675
}{\insrsid12411393
None of the women recoiled. In fact, they barely looked at me as we walked in. A couple of them waved at Summer as we headed over to the bar}{\insrsid10238270 and settled in at one corner.}{\insrsid12411393
Tamara came out a few minutes later, looking gorgeous. She was in a long gown, slit}{\insrsid9119916 up the side, her hair and make-}{\insrsid12411393 up perfect. She stood in the entryway from the hall, surveying the room. My breath caught,
remembering the last time I\rquote d seen her there. She saw us and smiled, nearly lighting up the room.
Tamara greeted both Summe}{\insrsid9119916 r and me}{\insrsid12411393 with long hugs and a kiss on the cheek. My blood raced a little, but I was able to relax by remembering this was the sam
e mom that wore jeans and no makeup as she cooked dinner for Billy and me.
\'93Good flight?\'94 she asked once she\rquote d ordered her own drink. I nodded.
\'93No problems. A little bumpy getting out of Denver but the Reno approach was fine. Summer took me to see her ranch before we came here.\'94
\'93He met Blaze,\'94 Summer chimed in.
\'93Blaze is a dear,\'94 Tamara commented.
\'93Yeah, she is,\'94 I replied. \'93Once I got over the surprise of finding out Summer raises horses.\'94
\'93What can I say?\'94 Summer responded. \'93We whores can be surprising sometimes.\'94 Tamara shot her an irked look. Summer just rolled her eyes.
\'93She doesn\rquote t like the word whore,\'94 Summer said.
\'93Names are important,\'94 Tamara interjected. \'93Particularly the names we give ourselves.\'94 Summer just shrugged her shoulders.
Just about then, a short Asian woman walked by us. Tamara reached out and brushed her arm.
\'93Mei-Ling, this is my friend John. He\rquote s the one that bought Billy the bow.\'94 Mei-Ling stopped and turned to me, smiling.
\'93Really?}{\insrsid14025225 }{\insrsid12411393 How nice! Good to meet you, John!\'94
\'93Good to meet you too.\'94
\'93So, what made you think of a bow?\'94 Mei-Ling asked. Tamara and Summer shifted around and an empty stool appeared next to me. Mei-Ling pulled herself up on it and ordered a drink while I descr
ibed my meanderings through the toy store in search of a new MechWarrior.
\'93So what did you think of \lquote The Lord of the Rings\rquote ?\'94 she asked next. \'93My little brother is really into the movies.\'94
\'93Has he read the books?\'94 Summer asked.
\'93Oh yes!\'94
With that, we were off into a four}{\insrsid14025225 -}{\insrsid12411393 way conversation about films and fantasy and books and kids. Summer sn}{\insrsid9119916 uck in an innuendo about Legola}{\insrsid12411393 s}{\insrsid9119916 \rquote }{
\insrsid12411393 shaft}{\insrsid9190048 }{\insrsid6710621 (}{\insrsid9190048 arrow }{\insrsid6710621 shaft }{\insrsid9190048 of course}{\insrsid6710621 )}{\insrsid9190048
, and soon the conversation turned a little raunchy. Tamara started cracking us up by keeping her face pure and innocent as the double entendres dropped from her lips. We were into our sec}{\insrsid9119916 ond round of drinks when a long-}{
\insrsid9190048 haired brunette drift}{\insrsid1709593 ed over. She was tall and thin}{\insrsid9190048 and almost slinky in her elegance.}{\insrsid12411393
}{\insrsid9190048
\'93Mind if I join you?\'94 she asked.
\'93Oh, absolutely!\'94 Summer answered. \'93Sherri, this is Tamara\rquote s friend John. John, this is Sherri.\'94 With that, Sherri brought a stool around and we reformed our corner into a little cluster.
\'93So, I hear you\rquote re helping Billy with his bullies,\'94 Sherri mentioned once she\rquote d gotten settled. A quick glance at Tamara confirmed her as the source of that information. The other girls started joking about }{\insrsid6710621
Johnny Depp\rquote s}{\insrsid9190048 role in \lquote Pirates of the Caribbean}{\insrsid9119916 ,}{\insrsid9190048 \rquote }{\insrsid6710621 having gotten there from \lquote Lord of the Rings\rquote through Orlando Bloom, }{\insrsid9119916 let
ting Sherri and me}{\insrsid9190048 slide into our own conversation bubble.
\'93I\rquote m trying,\'94 I said. I told her about Billy\rquote s fight and suspension.
\'93It\rquote s interesting,\'94 she observed, \'93that Mr. Henderson is telling you how to raise dogs with love and patience, but then not showing much of that towards Billy.\'94 That set me back.
\'93I suppose he has to follow the rules,\'94 I replied. Sherri made a dismissive gesture.
\'93Did he show any sympathy to Billy? Any empathy? It doesn\rquote t sound like he even listened to him.\'94 I stopped and thought about that for a while.
\'93I suppose you\rquote re right,\'94 I said.
\'93Not a good way to raise a kid,\'94 Sherri said. I nodded.
\'93You\rquote re pretty wise,\'94 I observed. Sherri grinned.
}{\insrsid6710621 \'93Master\rquote s in psychology,}{\insrsid9190048 \'94}{\insrsid6710621 she said. }{\insrsid9190048 I avoided letting my jaw drop.
\'93That begs the question. Why are you working here?\'94
\'93It\rquote s good money if you can stay away from the drugs.\'94
\'93Drugs?\'94 I asked. Sherri took another swig of her drink.
\'93It\rquote s Marvin\rquote s biggest problem--keeping the drugs out of the house. He does a better job than some of the other owners.\'94
}{\insrsid6710621 \'93Oh,}{\insrsid10238270 \'94}{\insrsid6710621 I replied, at a loss for words.}{\insrsid10238270 Just then, Tamara broke in.}{\insrsid9190048
}{\insrsid5310969
}{\insrsid9190048 \'93John! Mei-Ling\rquote s never been skiing! Tell her what skiing is like in Colorado!\'94 I smiled and let the conversation }{\insrsid6710621 turn to other subjects }{\insrsid9190048 as the general merriment increased.}{
\insrsid5310969
}{\insrsid9190048
After a while, a couple of gu}{\insrsid5968784 ys came in and asked for a line-}{\insrsid9190048 up, }{\insrsid6710621 which }{\insrsid9190048 temporarily}{\insrsid6710621 left}{\insrsid5968784
Summer and me alone at the bar. We watched the men size up the courtesans and make their selections. Sherri was one of the girls picke
d. However, our little group grew as a black woman and another brunette drifted over with Tamara after the line-up had been }{\insrsid9119916 dismissed. I}{\insrsid5968784
was introduced to Rochelle and Bambi, who both gave me a big hug before finding their own seats.}{\insrsid9190048
}{\insrsid7226833
Meanwhile, the parlor was filling up, both with other working girls and with potential customers who\rquote
d chosen to skip the line-ups so they could socialize before deciding whether to party with a lady or not. The noise level was up and cigarette smoke was drifting from the o
ther end of the bar. I remained ensconced in the circle of ladies, which grew and shrank as a courtesan would break off to go talk to a new customer or return from a private chat that hadn\rquote
t resulted in a party. I met three more courtesans but their name
s flew by too quickly for me to remember. Even Marvin, the owner, came over and introduced himself. My head started swimming with all the excitement. I left my jacket with Summer and headed for the bathroom.
When I got back, Summer was holding my cell phone, having taken it from my jacket pocket.
\'93You\rquote re phone went off. You might want to check your messages,\'94 she said, handing it to me. I checked the caller ID. It was a Colorado }{\insrsid8210851 area code}{\insrsid7226833 . I turned to Tamara.
\'93Any place more quiet?\'94 I asked. She nodded and led me down the hall to her room.
}{\insrsid4079088 Her room hadn\rquote }{\insrsid8210851 t changed much. It was s}{\insrsid5330089
till fairly generic, though this time any books were tucked away. She headed into the bathroom and made a show of touching up her makeup, obviously giving me a little privacy. I }{\insrsid12221765 sat on the bed and }{\insrsid5330089
hit the voicemail button.
It was Angie.}{\insrsid8210851 Her voice was strained.}{\insrsid5330089
\'93}{\insrsid8210851 Hi . . . }{\insrsid5330089 Hi John, it\rquote s Angie. I got your messages. Look, maybe I dashed out of your place too quickly. I don\rquote t know. }{\insrsid8210851 Right now }{\insrsid5330089 I\rquote m not sure I\rquote
m really ready to be dating again anyway. Mike\rquote s gone to court to reduce his child support payments and Ashley got really sick and . . . and, I\rquote m just not sure I should be starting anything new right now.}{\insrsid8210851 \'94
Her voice cracked a little with those last words.}{\insrsid4456658
\'93I\rquote m, I\rquote m sorry}{\insrsid8210851 , John}{\insrsid4456658 . I think you\rquote re a really great guy and }{\insrsid4789182 I know }{\insrsid4456658 it sucks to get this on your voicemail. We can talk in person w}{\insrsid4789182
hen you get back, if you want. You deserve better than this, better than me. If you still}{\insrsid12221765 want to talk, call me in a couple of weeks. I need to deal with Mike right now. I know you\rquote ll understand.\'94
With that, the message ended. I held the phone in my lap and stared at it. Tamara came back in and sat next to me, putting an arm around me.
\'93What was it?\'94 she asked.
\'93Angie,\'94 I replied. I hit \lquote replay\rquote
and handed her the phone. Her face fell as she listened. When it was over, she saved the message and then handed the phone back. I turned it off and leaned into her. Tamara wrapped her arms around me and held me.}{\insrsid7226833
}{\insrsid12221765
\'93I don\rquote t understand,\'94 I whispered.
\'93She\rquote s scared,\'94 Tamara said. \'93She realizes that running out was a mistake, just like I said she would}{\insrsid4154841 . But now }{\insrsid12221765 she knows you\rquote re fallible, like her.}{\insrsid4154841 That\rquote
s a little scary.\'94}{\insrsid12221765
}{\insrsid4154841
\'93Huh?\'94
\'93Look at how easy your early dates went with her. She idealized you. After her bad experiences with her ex-husband and other guys, she was eager for a knight in shining armor. Or }{\insrsid8210851 a }{\insrsid4154841 Little John, at least.\'94
I snorted, remembering how Angie and I had met.
\'93If you\rquote re }{\insrsid12913536 only }{\insrsid4154841 human,\'94 Tamara continued, \'93then she}{\insrsid12913536 has to learn when she can trust you and when she can\rquote t. It\rquote s no longer black and white}{\insrsid16345208
, trust you 100% or not at all}{\insrsid12913536 . That can be scary.\'94
\'93I suppose so,\'94 I said. \'93It was certainly scary to think that she might actually like me, instead of just assuming she}{\insrsid4154841 }{\insrsid12913536 was either crazy or repulsed by me.\'94}{\insrsid4154841
}{\insrsid12913536
\'93Your own form of black and white thinking.\'94
}\pard \ql \li0\ri0\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0\pararsid11287345 {\insrsid12913536 \'93Yeah,\'94 I admitted. }{\insrsid11287345 \'93All I could see was my own ugliness, not her problems or fears.\'94
\'93True,\'94 Tamara said. \'93And you\rquote re going to have to get over that if you\rquote re going to make it work with her, or }{\insrsid16345208 with }{\insrsid11287345 the next woman if things with Angie don\rquote t work out.\'94
\'93Get over what?\'94
\'93Thinking of yourself as \lquote The Ugly One.\rquote \'94 I snorted.
\'93A}{\insrsid7498847 nd how do I do that?\'94 I lamented. \'93It\rquote s not like I can change my appearance. And as much as you and my therapist have helped, that\rquote s still what I see when I look in the mirror.\'94}{\insrsid11287345
}{\insrsid7498847
}{\insrsid16345208 \'93Maybe.}{\insrsid7498847 }{\insrsid16345208 B}{\insrsid7498847 ut that\rquote s not what other people necessarily see.\'94
\'93Oh yeah?\'94
\'93Oh yes,\'94 Tamara affirmed. \'93Weren\rquote t you saying just a week ago that you were getting used to women sleeping with you because they wanted to, and not because it was a bet or you paid them?\'94
\'93Well, yeah, but we just agreed that Angie was idealizing me and that left you and Summer, which doesn\rquote t really say much about my appearance.\'94 Tamara glared at me.
\'93Weren\rquote t you just sitting, surrounded by women, joking and having a good time, not twenty minutes ago?\'94 I nodded. She had me there. I couldn\rquote t remember ever having as much fun talking to a group of
women as I had before the phone call.
}{\insrsid13329701
\'93We need to get you back there,\'94 Tamara asserted. \'93You can\rquote t do anything about Angie right now, and moping isn\rquote t going to do you any good.\'94 With that, she stood up and extended a hand. I let her pull me to my feet
and followed her back to the parlor.}{\insrsid16392813 We got there just }{\insrsid10238270 as another line-up was forming.}{\insrsid16392813
\'93I\rquote ll catch up to you,\'94 Tamara whispered, letting go of my hand and hastening to the end of the line. I watched her as a slowly edged my way back to the chaotic merriment surrounding Summer and my reserved seat.
}{\insrsid16345208 Tamara got }{\insrsid16392813 to the end of the line and struck her pose, turned slightly like the other ladies. Then she looked at the men who\rquote d asked for the line-up and gasped. She turned her head, trying to avoid eye cont
act with a twentysomething guy wearing a goatee. It didn\rquote t work. His eyes lit up when he saw her and he pointed to her}{\insrsid10238270 .}{\insrsid16392813
\'93Her! On the end!\'94 }{\insrsid10238270 His call was almost a demand.}{\insrsid16392813
Tamara turned her face back, a plastic smile in place. It faded a little as he approached and she took his hand, leading him down the hall. I glanced over and saw that Summer had observed the scene as well.
\'93What was that?\'94 I aske}{\insrsid16345208 d Summer once I\rquote d returned to my}{\insrsid16392813 seat.
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}{\insrsid16392813 \'93I don\rquote t know,\'94 she mused. \'93My guess is that she recognized him. We\rquote ll have to ask her when she gets back.\'94}{\insrsid15667209
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\'93Hey John!\'94 Rochelle called, interrupting me before I could ask Summer anything further. \'93}{\insrsid15817380 Is it true that the first time you saw Summer was when she was already riding your cock?\'94
She and Bambi started laughing as I blushed and nodded yes. That led Mei-Ling to relate a story about a client that had wanted to be blindfolded and given a blowjob without ever knowing who the girl was. Another round of drinks got }{\insrsid137594
served as the stories continued--}{\insrsid15817380 about past }{\insrsid16345208 \lquote }{\insrsid15817380 parties,}{\insrsid16345208 \rquote }{\insrsid15817380
other brothels, various owners. Just about any topic. In the buzz, I lost track of the time. }{\insrsid7035084 I felt like I was giddily drunk on more than just}{\insrsid15817380 the alcohol.
}{\insrsid8608778 Tamara\rquote s approach an hour later sobered me up a little. She didn\rquote t look happy.}{\insrsid15817380
}{\insrsid8608778
\'93Who was that?\'94 I asked, as she settled between Summer and I.
\'93That was Greg. He\rquote s a classmate of mine back in Colorado.\'94
\'93Oh.\'94 Oh shit.
\'93I explained about this being a part-time job to pay for school and that I hoped he\rquote d be discreet when we got back to Colorado. He agreed, but I don\rquote t trust him.\'94
\'93Did you \lquote party\rquote with him?\'94 Summer asked.
\'93Yes. I tried to pricewalk him, but he agreed to my first suggestion. I figured then that maybe he\rquote d be more willing to keep his mouth shut if he\rquote d had a good time.\'94
}{\insrsid5061971
\'93Was he any good?\'94 Summer probed. Tamara sighed.
\'93The usual macho bullshit. Pumped me hard and fast, constantly asking if it was \lquote good }{\insrsid7035084 for me.\rquote \'94 Summer, along with}{\insrsid5061971 Sherri who\rquote d drifted back and was listening in, both winced in sympathy.}{
\insrsid14905335 I reached over and took Tamara\rquote }{\insrsid3622535 s hand and squeezed it. She gave me a squeeze back. Before I could say anythin
g, another line-up was called. The ladies all excused themselves, leaving me with Summer. She looked tired, as if the evening was catching up with her.}{\insrsid4219977 She looked me over and must have seen the same.}{\insrsid5061971
}{\insrsid4219977
\'93You want to head home soon?\'94
she asked. I nodded. We waited for the ladies to return from the line-up. Then we said our goodbyes. I collected a long hug from Tamara and saw her speaking softly with Summer while I was getting goodbye hugs from Mei-Ling, Sherri, Rochelle, and Bambi
. After that, we were back in Summer\rquote s 4x4, driving through the dark.}{\insrsid15738716 We rode in silence until we were halfway home.}{\insrsid7492780
}{\insrsid15738716
\'93Tamara said that Angie called,\'94 Summer said, breaking the stillness.
\'93She did,\'94 I admitted. \'93She said she didn\rquote t think she should be in a relationship right now, but that we could talk. She also admitted she ran out too soon.\'94
\'93So there\rquote s hope.\'94
\'93Yeah. But it\rquote s hard to feel that right now. I feel pretty alone.\'94 Summer gave me a quick glance of concern before returning her eyes to the road.
\'93You\rquote re not alone.\'94
\'93I guess not,\'94 I admitted. I certainly hadn\rquote t been alone tonight. I was still a little dazed from all the female attention.
\'93In fact, }{\insrsid7035084 Tamara and }{\insrsid15738716 I think you should sleep in my bed tonight,\'94 Summer stated. \'93Just sleep!\'94 she quickly added.
\'93Why?\'94 I asked.
\'93For the touch,\'94 she said. \'93It\rquote s hard to feel really alone when we get enough touch. At least that\rquote s what Tamara says.\'94 I thought back to cuddling and kissing with Angie. Then I thought further back to Tamara running
her fingers over my scars. She was right, I craved more touch.
\'93Okay,\'94 I agreed.
We pulled into Summer\rquote s place and parked near the barn. She went to check on her horses while I got ready for bed. I took some aspirin and water to try to ward off any ha
ngover. When I heard Summer moving around her room, I wandered in wearing an old t-shirt and clean boxers as pajamas. Summer was nude, just finishing washing up. She took one look at me and shook her head.
\'93Lose the shirt and shorts, John. We\rquote re skin to skin tonight.\'94 I was startled, but her look was firm. I stripped off my clothes and threw them in a corner. Summer turned off the lights and we crawled into bed.
I could feel the stirrings of an erection, but with the fatigue, I was only semi-hard. Summer ignored it. Instead, she curled up with her head on my shoulder, one leg hooked across me. We didn\rquote t speak. I just lay there, feeling her warmth.
After a while, I was starting to fade towards sleep. Summer rolled to her side and I began to spoon her, one arm held in hers between her breasts, my cock nestled against her ass. It didn\rquote
t feel sexual at all. More nurturing than anything. I slowed my breathing to relax some more. In the end, sleep took me away.
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