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KNOWING IT WAS ONLY A few hours until he would see Peggy again, there was no way he could sleep and decided to see Blue Ridge at night. He quickly realized that after midnight the town belonged to him. Even the dogs were asleep. He walked around enjoying the peace and quiet and, after an hour or so, found himself in the school playground. He began looking for the trail he discovered on his scouting trip. Even without a light he could walk the trail easily.
He kept looking to see what part of Mr. Bob’s house he might see from the trail. When he was about three quarters of the way along, he found just what he needed ? a natural barrier between the trail and the house created by honeysuckle vines. He assessed the position with the keen mind of a hunter/killer ? with a little pruning it was a prime sniper position. Looking around for something to mark the spot, he discovered an old red shirt that some kid had dropped months before. It was starting to fall apart but met the requirement as a marker because no one would try to salvage it. His interest in the newfound mission helped stop his constant thoughts of Peggy and with this distraction came the desire to sleep.
It was almost 3:00 a.m. when he got back to the apartment and dropped off.
He opened his eyes to the sound of someone knocking on his door, looked at the clock and saw that it was 9:00 a.m. and that he overslept.
Getting dressed quickly, he went to the door to find the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He was embarrassed.
“I let you have one free night and you party all night.”
He didn’t know what to say or do. She had caught him off balance and wasn’t going to waste the opportunity.
Trying to be cool about the situation he had gotten himself into, he announced he needed to shower and shave.
“Do you need someone to wash your back?”
He knew he could never give the right answer so he didn’t even try. She had the funniest way of lovingly needling him, to the point where he wasn’t sure she was kidding or not.
He quickly showered and shaved. As usual, when he tried to shave quickly he ended up nicking himself.
“Do I need to call an ambulance before you bleed to death?”
He walked across the room and pulled her into his arms. After a long kiss, he replied: “Can I help it if you shake me up?”
“How do you feel about that fact?”
“I love it. In fact, I love you. And, no, it doesn’t sound strange saying it out loud.”
Tears quickly filled her eyes: “I love you too.”
They just hugged for a long while, each not moving as if afraid they would break something fragile. She finally broke the spell: “Are you ready to see Hogback?”
As they got into the car she handed him a thermos: “Here. I know you need a cup of coffee.”
“How did you know?”
“Because I need one.”
She drove north a few blocks and after a couple of turns made way through an older residential area. Beyond the city limit sign, the road turned into a dirt road. She followed the way a couple of miles, then, without warning, turned off onto an even smaller dirt road. This dirt road crossed a railroad track and paralleled the tracks to the north. The more they drove the more twisted it became.
“Some people think this road is really a cow trail.”
“I can believe it.”
As they drove on, he noticed that he had seen only two houses.
“Where are the houses? Where do people live?”
“One family owns the area, their houses are located some distance from the road. Each member of the family had a couple of hundred acres so they had plenty of space.”
“That’s a lot of land.”
“See that house? You can see that house from the dam that makes the lake. That’s about two miles away.”
“These people have a wonderful location.”
“Wait ‘til I show you our picnic spot.”
“How much further? I’m starved.”
“Be patient, dear. I won’t let you die.”
She placed her hand on his knee and gave it a little squeeze. He was amazed at the warm feeling that came over him.
Suddenly she stopped in the middle of the road. On their left was a huge metal power pole holding high voltage lines. A fifty-foot path had been cleared of all timber for the power lines. Without the trees the view was awesome. Looking down the mountain on the right side he saw railroad tracks. Just on the other side of the tracks was a river. She pointed the river and beyond.
“Can you see that metal pole?”
“Yeah, I see it.”
“That’s the dam.”
“Looks small”— he said.
“Now look on the other side of the ridge.”
He looked down the cleared power line and saw another river at the base of the mountain. “Is that the same river?”
“Yes, it flows north a mile, towards the town of Mineral Bluff, then makes a big U-turn and comes back down this side of the mountain on its way to Tennessee.”
“You’re a wonderful tour guide. Looks like there’s not much traffic down here. Why is that?”
“This is one spot only locals know about. We only share it with special people.”
“Does that mean I’m special?”
“Let’s park this car and I’ll show you how special you are.”
Finding the right place, she pulled off the road then opened the trunk and pulled out a huge basket.
“Let me help.”
“Thanks. I’m sorry, but I’m just so used to doing everything myself.”
They walked back to a location that had the best view of the river and surrounding countryside. He could hardly wait for her to put out the meal, a typical Southern picnic that included fried chicken, potato salad, baked beans. She even had banana pudding (known in some circles as ‘naner puddin’) for dessert. He filled his plate until it was spilling off the sides. For a few minutes there was silence. Then he looked up to see her just sitting motionless, watching him eat. He blushed when he realized he was eating like a starved animal.
“Jim Cole, I love you.”
He stopped in mid-bite, still holding a piece of chicken in his hand. “And you can cook, too...”
He decided he needed to slow down on his eating and talk a little more. It was clear to both of them that they were completely comfortable with each other and deeply in love. They talked as if they had known each other for years.
The day went by quickly and before they knew it the sun had set. Looking at his watch he saw it was 5:30 p.m.
“Where does the time go when we’re together?” — he said.
“Hasn’t it been a special day?”
“It’s been the best day of my life.”
Looking at each other, they began to pack up without saying a word. It was time to go home. The ride back was much faster than the morning excursion. When they stopped in front of the post office, nothing was said as they both got out of the car and walked up the stairs. As soon as the door closed behind them their pent up passion was released. The kisses got longer and more intense. When he began to kiss her breast she began to breathe quicker. When his lips touched her nipples, she gasped for air as never before in her life.
He moved his hand to her knee and then up her leg. She opened her legs to provide him easier access. This time, there was a difference when his fingers reached the soft skin on the inside of her thigh ? there was no girdle or garter. Instead he was met with damp, warm, smooth and ready skin. As his fingers stroked her panties, she held her breath in anticipation of what would come next. He realized that for the first time since he had met her he was in control. It was exciting beyond words, so much so that he realized he needed to slow down and enjoy every second but, more important, make sure she enjoyed it as much or more.
Somehow they had found their way to the bed. His shirt was gone and he had no idea how that happened. Her blouse was out of her skirt and open. Her bra was loose revealing her breasts. He paused to appreciate their beauty. Her nipples were rock hard from the attention he had given them and flushed a rosy color. One of her hands was clutched in the bedspread and the other was squeezing his arm as if she felt she would fall off the world if she let go.
He slowly slid his hand beneath her panties and used his index finger to part her curls. He couldn’t believe how wet she was. As he spread her outer lips and touched her clit, she came alive.
“Oh, my God!” — she said then became motionless. The base of her neck began to turn blood red and she quivered for about twenty seconds.
“Are you alright?” — he said.
“I’m better than alright, you big moose! I’m in heaven. Don’t you dare stop...”
He quickly removed the rest of his clothes. She pulled off her panties and threw them across the room. As he turned to her, she spread her legs wide in invitation. He quickly complied entering her in one long stroke. Even as wet as she was, she was surprisingly tight which sapped his control. Within a minute he exploded inside her warmth.
They just snuggled into each other’s arms and didn’t talk or move for a good ten minutes.
Peggy broke the silence, giggling, and said: “Well, now that we have the quickie out of the way, let’s get serious.” She slid her hand down his stomach and squeezed his penis. It shocked him that he was hard and ready to slide into her again. They spent the rest of the evening making love, becoming soul mates as those one’s reads in romance novels.
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