Finding A Place

Chapter 9

I just looked at her, my mind in a complete haze.

"OK, will you say something?" she laughed.

"When my brain starts working again."

" Your brain is on the fritz? Now that is a serious problem. That could cause power outages all over Palo Alto."

"Very funny," I grinned. "All right, you want me to say something? Here it is. Why me?"

"You're sweet," she said. "You're funny. I like the fact that you're smart, I find that attractive. We compliment each other well. You're honest and solid and trustworthy. I like nice guys, Brendan. You might be the nicest I've ever met. And you're handsome. You have a good face. I love your eyes. And, OK, I'll admit-being 5'10", the fact that you're tall is a big plus! Oh, and one more thing-and I don't know if you'll like this one-but I find vulnerability as sexy as all get-out," she grinned.

"Oh," was all I said.

"What I don't know is, how you feel about me," she said quietly.

I took a deep breath. "I'm crazy about you," I managed to say. "If I'm honest with myself, I have been since that first day you came up here for help with calculus."

"OK, then, let me throw it back in your face. Why me?"

"You're sweet yourself. You're right about us complimenting each other. I like your vivaciousness, I always have been attracted to that. You're smart, honest, and trustworthy yourself. I'm not going for a second lie and pretend your looks don't play a part, either," I grinned. "Especially the first time I saw you swim."

"Good," she laughed. "You've never had a girlfriend."

"No."

"You've got one now."

"Good," I grinned.

Unbelievable. Just f*****g unbelievable.

And Jake was right. He'll love that!

She grinned at me, and then turned and gathered all her books and papers off my bed. I was still sitting in my desk chair. She pushed all her stuff to the side, grinned, and then pointed at the bed next to her. I walked over, sat next to her-and she tackled me!

I thought the kiss last night was unbelievable. This was better. She was all over me, sprawled on top of me on my bed, our lips locked.

"Oh, am I glad that's settled!" she said after she broke the kiss. Then she kissed me again. She kissed my mouth, and started kissing down my cheek and neck. I just squirmed, and she giggled.

"You're easy," she laughed. Then she kissed me again.

"Look," she said, after she broke the kiss. "Do you know the number one rule of Stanford's Dating Code?"

"Of course," I grinned. "'No Means No, '" I parroted from the indoctrination-I mean, orientation session.

"Good. Well, here's Sheila's number one dating rule. Silence does not mean no. If I want you to stop, I'll tell you. OK?"

"OK," I said.

"Good," she said, and leaned back into kissing me. That was a hint, I told myself. A big huge honkin' hint. Oy. Even with a hint like that-hell, I had never done anything! Part of me was paralyzed. But only part of me. The other part was screaming, "She likes you, she's your girlfriend now, stop being such a damn wimp!"

My hand was on her waist, touching bare skin-she was wearing another belly shirt-so, as we kissed, I just moved it up, under the shirt, and slipped my hand over her b*a-covered breast. Oh man it felt fantastic! And, apparently, not just to me-she moaned into my mouth and kissed me harder. A few minutes of this, and she shifted, reached her hands behind her back-and suddenly my hand was slipping under the now-unhooked b*a. She wasn't huge-I had seen her in a bathing suit, remember, and I was guessing about a B-cup. And she was muscular and broad-shouldered, so they looked smaller than they would on a thinner girl. But, oh man, under my hand they felt like mountains. And, as I fondled her-still kissing-I felt her n****e erect until it was like a hard little pebble under my fingers.

She broke the kiss-though made sure not to break contact with my hand-and gasped, "Oh God. Oh, that feels so good!" She looked up at me. "I need to tell you something. The furthest I've ever gone before today was having a guy's hand there over my shirt. So everything from this point on is new for both of us. OK?"