Let's Ride

Chapter 17

I didn't get to sleep for awhile, the rumble of the bike still ringing in my head, but finally sleep took me. I woke around six, I thought "Oh s**t! "I thought, "I overslept," but then I remembered the time change. I rousted Jessica pulled off my tee shirt and headed for the shower. When I stepped out, I realized I had forgotten my fresh tee shirt and bra, "Oh well, why should I feel self-conscious, Jessica has the same equipment I do." I thought to myself. Jessica was just crawling out of bed when I entered the bedroom, "I hope I get bigger boobs like yours mine are too small," she pulled off her pajama top and began to examine her breasts. Putting on my bra and shirt, I said, "You've got a lot of growing to do yet Jessica, I'm sure your boobs will get a little bit bigger." While we were getting dressed she hit me out of the blue, "Do you and your boyfriend have s*x a lot?" I looked at her, but she looked at me with innocence in her eyes. "That's not really your business Jessica, that's rather personal." Then something came to mind, "Are you trying to equate the fact that Greg and I make love with your selling your body for money?" I had clearly caught her. "Jason said it was no big deal," she said. "Did you and Jason have s*x together?" "A few times, it was no big thing." "I see, no big thing eh, "What if you had gotten pregnant?" She looked at me with a nonchalant expression and said, "Jason knew where I could have gotten an abortion," "Wow! This Jason sure had all the answers didn't he?" I kneeled down in front of her as she sat on the bed, "Listen Jessica I want to give you some advice, I've got a few years on you, and certainly more experience, I made a lot of dumb mistakes when I was your age, I guess it just goes with the age, Yeah I screwed around with boys I realize now it was an attempt to get back at my parents, especially my mom, now she's gone and I can't bring her back to apologize. You ask if Greg and I have s*x, yes, I sleep with him every chance I get, but there's a big difference Jessica, both of us are a lot older, we love each other very much, we've even talked of marriage."

"The point is Jessica is that there are things that are supposed to come in their own time, s*x is one of them, there's a maturity level that has to be reached before you try certain things, drinking and s*x are two prime examples, now I realize you can't undo the past, what's done is done but you have to take charge of your own life, lookout for your own interests, nobody else is going to do it. Looking her straight in the eyes, I continued, "Being a girl is hard, just damn hard, society is constantly pressuring you to do things that aren't always in your best interests, more like someone else's, you have to say to yourself, Jessica! This person want's me to do something I'm not comfortable with, they want me to do this thing because it benefits them, when you can truly ask yourself that question every time, and be honest with yourself, you can begin to take charge of your life, and that's what it's all about, thinking and doing for yourself. Do you understand what I'm talking about?" Jessica put her head down, "Y-y-e-ess" "We'll talk more later, look, I've been there done that, I'm trying to offer you advice so you can maybe avoid some of the mistakes I made, but back to you're original question, when Greg and I make love we share real love, having s*x with each other is merely a physical expression of our love." I stood up, Jessica looked up at me, slowly rose and hugged me, I put my hand on her head, "All you can do is go forward with your life, try and understand your mistakes, and correct them, if you can do that, things generally have a way of working out."

We finished dressing, packing our stuff and heading to the lobby for our "free" breakfast. It was a bit cool this morning so it was back on with the leathers. Leaving Kearney, we passed under a huge building stretching across the highway, "The Great Platte River Highway" a museum dedicated to the pioneers, and people who traveled the Oregon trail along here. Shortly after we got going, I felt Jessica's arms reach around my waist, and her head lean against my back. I knew the feeling, she was scared and felt alone, nobody had given her any "directions" to her life's path, she was stumbling and had already fallen. I felt so bad for her, I really hoped that I could make a difference in her life.