Dinner was fun. Everyone was friends and got along. The meal was nice and I picked up the check. I could see the relief in Jim’s eyes. I was sure he could pay his half, but it would eat up most of his money. I told him he could buy our drinks tonight. I figured sodas shouldn’t put too big a dent in his wallet.
We got to the Thunderbird early enough that we didn’t have to wait in line or fight for a table. They had a DJ playing, and everyone was just hanging out. Then he started a new song. Both girls were really animated and wanted to dance.
“Come on, Jim, dance with me,” Cassidy pleaded.
“No, I’m terrible,” Jim said.
He wasn’t budging. I grabbed both girls’ hands and pulled them onto the dance floor. There was a look of thanks on Jim’s face. Once we got on the floor, several other girls joined us. I saw one other smart guy in the middle of five cute college girls. When the song ended, April went back to the table, but Cassidy made me stay out with her. I looked over at April to make sure she was okay with this, and she just gave me a smile. It was a slow song so we went into the traditional high school sway.
“You were bad tonight. Daddy about had a heart attack when he thought you were taking me out.”
“I know. I was just having fun.”
“That’s okay. He’s a big boy. He can take it.”
We lost ourselves in the music. Another slow song started and Jim was brave enough to cut in. I was surprised when a blond girl claimed me. I looked confused.
“Hi, I’m Leslie. I go to church with April. She told me to dance with you.”
“She did? Why’s that?”
She blushed.
“I begged her. She knows I have a crush on you. Don’t worry, I don’t plan on stalking you, much.”
“I’m safe then?”
“Maybe.”
I just shook my head. When the song ended, we all went back to the table. I gave April a kiss to let Leslie know the score. April winked at me and talked to her friends. A couple of other girls that she knew from church had joined our table. I needed to go to the bathroom, so I excused myself. When I got back, several tables had been pulled together and a bunch of new girls had joined us.
Jim gave me a look that had me nervous. When I got close, I about ran away. There were Missy Stone and seven other girls from Wesleyan. Before I could run, one of them spotted me. There was a chorus of “David!”
Several of them jumped up and wanted hugs. Missy kissed me on the cheek. She whispered in my ear.
“Your girlfriend is nice.”
I felt some relief that they weren’t going to make April feel uncomfortable. That didn’t mean they were letting me off the hook. When I sat down, Cassidy helped them out.
“So David, what’s this special boob cream, and why haven’t you shared it with us?”
I think Jim went as red as I did. I figured what the hell. In for a penny ...
“Cassidy, I thought you liked your figure. If I’d known you wanted bigger breasts, we could have worked something out.”
Now it was her turn to go red. April reached over and squeezed my hand. I leaned towards her and whispered in her ear so only she could hear.
“You, my princess, are already perfect.”
That earned me a deep kiss. The girls were giving me moon eyes when we finally quit. Jim had gotten smart and was kissing Cassidy.
The band came out and the girls all jumped up and went to be in front of the stage. Jim moved over to sit by me as he gave me a funny look.
“Did you really tell them that your essence would help their breasts get bigger?”
I looked at him seriously.
“I’m just trying to provide a service. Young girls need to feel good about themselves.”
“Yeah, right, you’re just trying to get laid.”
“Well, that too.”
April had a midnight curfew, so at a little before eleven, I suggested that we get going. I wanted to have a little alone-time before we got home. As Jim drove us home, we made out in the back seat. It was all tame stuff. Jim found a place to park so he could make out with Cassidy.
When they were distracted, I found out what Beth and Cassidy had been hinting about: April had the biggest nipples I had ever seen. I now understood the loose sweatshirts. They were thick and as long as the tip of my pinky. They were also very sensitive. The moan she made when I found them was unmistakable. I heard Cassidy and Jim giggle.
Then I couldn’t help myself; I started to tease her breasts. I wanted to see these nipples. I had her worked up enough that she allowed me to set them free. Her moans changed to cries of passion. The smell of aroused teenage girl began to flood the car. Dang it, I wanted her bad, and we had to get her home. I groaned and slowed everything down. We started to get decent.
Cassidy’s head popped over the seat and I stuck my tongue out at her. We all gathered ourselves together and we took April home. As soon as the car stopped, she bolted for her front door. She was inside before I even got out of the car. I got back in.
“Do you think she’s mad at me?” I asked.
“No, I know she isn’t. This is just new to her,” Cassidy reassured me.
They dropped me off with plans for Jim to pick me up at seven the next morning. That gave us an hour to get ready for our first game. Cassidy wanted to go out again Saturday night. I told her if April wanted to go, I was in.
Chapter 12 – You Can Leave Your Hat On
Saturday February 8
WE ARRIVED AT THE FIELD house at seven thirty. I had promised breakfast for everyone, so we had Mickey D’s specials with OJ. It was fun to be getting ready to play some football. This was the part I liked the best. It was good that I bought an extra dozen sausage biscuits because they were complaining they were still hungry. I had hidden them in my duffle bag and made Jim and Mike promise not to tell the team. I was going to save them for after the first game. That wasn’t happening.
Coach Hope found Magic and told him what the plans were for the day.
“You’re listed as Lincoln II in the brackets. I made sure we’d be in different brackets. This way we can meet in the finals.”
Magic gave Coach a look.
“More like your boys don’t want to get beat early by us.”
It was Coach’s turn to give Magic a look. We all tried not to laugh. We were up first on field two. There were four fields marked off at forty-five yards each. There would be no field goals or extra points in this tournament. Only touchdowns would be scored, which would count as seven points.
We had drawn Washington in the first game. Ty Wilson was there with his team, so I went over to say hi.
I strolled over and walked up behind Ty.
“I can’t believe they’re letting a freshman play. Washington must be hurting.”
Ty spun around, ready to give me a piece of his mind until he saw me. He then broke into a big smile.
“Bite me, Freshman-Boy. You wish you had this freshman on your team.”
“So, you guys are going to try and run the ball? I don’t remember you being able to catch it.”
“So that’s how it’s going to be. Well, I heard that some punk on Lincoln only knew how to throw interceptions. Isn’t that how you lost your playoff game?”
“No, I fumbled. I don’t remember seeing Washington in the playoffs.”
One of his teammates came over.
“Are you two going to talk smack all day, or are you going to introduce us to your team?”
I waved and my team came over. To everyone’s amusement, Ty and I continued to talk smack. I think the best exchange came when he said I was so dumb that I couldn’t even figure out which model to date. I came back with at least I could find someone to date. Even his teammates high-fived me for that one.
We got the ball first. I noticed that Coach Hope and a few of the juniors had come over to watch. All the refs for the game were State football players. They were making a point to meet everyone. It was a smart thing to do, recruiting-wise.