After practice and liquid refreshments, Jeb returned
to the dorm for some much-needed rest and found a note taped to the
door. He unfolded it to find that Janie Coleman had phoned and asked for
him to return her call.
"Why, yes ma'am, I'll return the call," Jeb chuckled, forgetting how
tired and bedraggled he had been a few minutes earlier. Janie was one of
two girls whom Jeb had dated on an occasional basis in the past while
visiting Johnny at The River. She was a blue-eyed, blond bombshell who
was built like a brick outhouse and, even better in Jeb's appraisal, had
passions that equaled his own.
"Hi, Janie, what's up?" Jeb began over the phone.
"Is that you, Jeb?"
"Sure it's me, and I am crushed that you should forget my voice so
quickly."
"Hey, don't try and put me on the defensive, Jeb Jackson. You're the one
who hasn't called for so long."
"Well, now, Janie, I can explain. We've been pretty busy at practice and
I haven't had time to call."
"But, ya' found time to call Millie, huh?"
"How do ya' know about that?" Jeb marveled, actually happy that she had
heard about the episode. He believed there's nothing quite like a little
competition to stoke up the coals of a relationship. It seems, he
thought, that it makes the affected partner, either boy or girl, tend to
forget about relational niceties and offer up something more substantial
to remain competitive. He mused to himself that such a romantic change
could be likened to replacement of parsley on a plate with some meat and
'taters.
"Why shouldn't I know about it?" She countered. "Didn't you know Chad
Harper took the picture with the camera, and is telling all the kids in
town about the party the four of you had at the lake?"
Jeb knew of Chad Harper because Chad had played guard and linebacker for
Poplarville while Jeb was on the Petal football team, and would be a
senior in high school this coming year. Additionally, Chad had the
reputation of being a 'lady's man.' Much gossip hovered around town
regarding his attraction to the ladies and some of his unconfirmed
conquests, including Janie Coleman. So, though he'd never personally met
Chad, Jeb had heard much about him, liked what he heard, and felt no
hard feelings toward Chad because of the lakeside incident. Personally,
he thought it was a super prank, of which he would loved to have been
the perpetrator.
"How about the picture? Did it develop?"
"What picture?" She guffawed. "Chad didn't have film for the camera. You
don't know Chad very well, Jeb Jackson. Lord knows that boy couldn't
date girls if they didn't pay their own way to the movies and drive him
around town in their parent's car."
"Including you?" Jeb added impishly.
"Yes, including me, smart ass. Look, Jeb, I called to see if you could
drop by and spend some time with me."
"Yeah, why not. Can ya' pick me up?"
"No, Jeb, I can't." Darned if you aren't as bad as Chad Harper," she
laughed again then continued. "I've felt poorly and have been restricted
to the house."
"Well, my coon-ass roommate has an old '49 Chevrolet. I'll borrow it and
be over in thirty minutes."
Jeb pulled into her driveway twenty-five minutes later and promptly
knocked on the door.
"Hi, Jeb," Janie welcomed. She opened the door in her housecoat and
motioned him toward the living room. After closing the door, she
promptly put her arms around him and planted a kiss.
"Whoa, Janie," Jeb whispered frighteningly while simultaneously pushing
her back and looking toward the kitchen.
"Your folks will see us and kick my little hiney right out the door."
"Not hardly, Jeb 'cause they drove down to New Orleans this morning, and
won't be back 'til tonight."
"Geez', Janie, what the hell am I doing here with your parents gone?
They'll be awfully angry when they hear about this."
"They won't know, Jeb," she chuckled, "'cause my neighbors went with 'em."
"Well, good. Then let me get the hell outta' here before someone sees
me."
"Forget it, Jeb," She commented, "no one will know you've been here.
Just relax and spend a little time with me, please. Then you can go."
She pleaded as she leaned against him and beamed an impish smile.
"Darn you, Janie," Jeb countered and attempted to back away. But his
rapidly weakening objections were smothered by a passionate kiss.
"Now, Janie, you know better'n that. When you kiss me like that and
press your body to mine, I lose my resistance," he pleaded. He then
relented and returned her kiss.
"I know, Jeb," she cooed, letting her housecoat drop to the floor. The
unveiling revealed a supple, yearning young body underneath a thin,
body-length nightgown.
"Aw shit! Now, stop that," Jeb insisted as he quickly picked up her
housecoat and draped it back over her shoulders. "Hell, the blood that
normally flows through my brain has short-circuited to my pecker. I
don't need any more temptation, or I might lose what little self-control
I have."
"What's the matter, baby? Don't you like me... and want me anymore?" She
playfully mimicked while touching his earlobe with wet lips. Suddenly
she pulled back and exclaimed, "I know what it is, now. You had a little
sex play with Millie and don't care for me anymore." She turned away and
playfully poked out her lower lip in a pouting gesture.
"Now you know that's not true, Janie," Jeb countered in an exasperated
manner. "Things happened so fast that night that we didn't have time to
do anything but some heavy loving."
"I know," she laughed. "Chad stopped by last week and told me all about
it. We laughed so hard and long that mom and dad must've thought we'd
gone crazy. He saw everything from the wooded area while waitin’ for
others to join him for the surprise they played on y'all. He got all
horned up watching your lovemaking maneuvers on Millie. Then screwed up
when he dropped the camera and frightened her."
"Ohhhh, so he was the 'possum."
"Yes, he was." She giggled briefly then seriously said, "By the way,
Jeb, stay away from Millie. Her boyfriend is a big brute who's crazy
about her. He was livid with rage when he heard about it; especially
when Millie told him that you forced yourself on her."
"Now, Janie, you know me better'n that."
"Yes, I do, and so do the other kids around town. But that big yo-yo
doesn't. And he'll do anything Millie tells him ta' do. You can thank
your lucky stars she asked him not to bother you, 'cause they say he
wanted to find you and stomp your little rear end."
"Well, good-bye Millie," Jeb chortled. "She's seen the last of ol' Jeb
Jackson's action."
"Good. Now, how 'bout some of that action for me?" The young girl cooed
again while placing her arms around him, letting the housecoat drop to
the carpet, again. After her tongue-probing kiss, Jeb took a big breath
and pleaded, "Janie, put the housecoat back on, or I'll hafta' leave."
"Why, Jeb?" She rebutted. "It's not like we've never done it before,"
she whispered and nuzzled his neck.
"Yes, but that was in the backseat of your car, not in your home."
"Forget it, Jeb," she whispered, and kissed him fervently, lustfully.
Then, stepping back slightly, she deliberately, tantalizingly slipped
the nightgown straps off each shoulder, letting it drop slowly to the
floor until she completely exposed a beautiful, young naked body.
"That did it! That did it! Damn you, that did it! There go all my good
intentions," Jeb gushed laughingly as he grabbed and hugged her.
Afterward, he stepped back a coupla' steps and let his eyes travel the
full length of her perfectly proportioned body, admiring every inch.
It was evident that she had been exposing breasts to the sun for they
were tanned. The untanned flesh of her privates further excited Jeb, and
wiped away remaining vestiges of self-restraint.
"Are they pretty, Jeb?" She asked tantalizingly while pressing breasts
slightly upwards with her hands, then moving toward him for closer
inspection.
"You devil," he chuckled while slowly shaking his head from side to
side, "You know they're beautiful."
"Touch 'em," she urged as if in pain, and he did.
"Ohhhhh, Jeb, hold me," She sighed and kissed cravingly.
"Do ya' love me?"
The young man recoiled half angrily and scowled.
"Why do ya' always start with that love crap?! You know I don't love ya',
and I'll not deceive you by telling ya' I do."
"Oh, baby, what harm will it do if you tell me ya' love me?" She
countered while again touching wet lips to his ear. Shoving her back to
arm's length, Jeb stated, "Janie, you enjoy havin' sex with me, and I
thoroughly enjoy you. But I don't love ya', nor do you love me. So drop
that trite condition for sexual favors, or I'll leave now and never date
you again, no matter how much I might want too."
"You mean you'd leave me? Right now? With me aching so badly inside for
ya'?" Janie was concerned now for fear she'd pushed too far.
"Yes, I would, though I'd hate myself later."
"You're weird, Jebediah Jackson," she smirked mockingly then kissed him
again.
Knowingly, she pressed her bare mid-section against a bulge
in his pants then placed her mouth close to his ear and half-pleadingly,
softly cried, "Take me. Oh, please take me. Now." She continued coercing
and led him quickly to a bedroom.
Soon they were crawling into a bed preparing to do what comes
naturally. Both let cries of passion slip forth agonizingly as warm,
willing bodies slowly blended into one. "Ohhhhh, Jeb. It feels so good.
I love it." Such utterances, along with accompanying wild thrashes of
her body, further excited Jeb. The love-making pace accelerated until
Janie cried out, "Yes, Jeb! Yes, Jeb! Yes, Jeb!
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Then tears of relieved joy poured down both
sides of her face.
As Jeb climaxed, he felt a sharp pain in his loins and fainted.
Momentarily, after regaining consciousness, he realized he was still
mounted on top of her, and she was screaming hysterically.
"Janie!" He called out in an attempt to quieten her. "Janie! Janie!" He
continued to cry out, but to no avail. He slapped her sharply. "Janie!
I'm all right! Stop your screaming. Everything's gonna' be okay, baby,"
he assured comfortingly while leaning forward and lightly kissing her
lips and neck in further attempts to soothe her.
"Thank, God, Jeb," she cried, still beside herself with fear. "I just
knew you were dead."
"How long was I passed out?" He queried.
"I don't know, Jeb. I don't know." She shook her head and sobbed, "I
just knew you were dead."
After reassuring her that he was okay, and gently kissing
away some of the tears, Jeb went to the bathroom. There he removed and
examined the love glove, which had been slipped on before entering
Janie. To his amazement, he discovered blood mixed with semen.
"Looks like that coon-ass hit me harder than I thought," Jeb chuckled
while flushing the evidence. Apparently Jeb had sustained a blow to the
kidneys, and other parts of the mid-section anatomy, when Joe Gaudet ran
into him on the practice field.
After further successful efforts at calming Janie, Jeb left
and returned to the dorm. He asked Tim not to reveal such but told him
about the blood-passing incident, just in case he should pass out again.