Chance Encounters

The next step

The fire was dying out in the pit as we crawled inside the tent. Mark laid me down and then laid down himself. Shirtless. My face bright red as he began to strip the shirt I had on off. “Baby,I love you,there isn’t anything to be ashamed about.” I nodded reaching up kissing him. I adjusted myself to sit up,and pulled him down on his back climbing on top of him. Leaning down I kissed his lips,moving my tongue around his mouth. I undid his belt and pulled his pants down,touching his inner thighs,moving my way up to his c**k. He took my hand and placed it on himself. “Like this baby.” Moving my hand up and down I could hear his breathing starting to hitch. “Mhmm.” He moaned as I felt him go limp and sticky fluid on my hand. Grabbing a shirt, I wiped my hands off on it. He sat up pulling me into a hug. “I know you want more,but you are drunk. I want your first time to be memorable.” I kissed him,tenderly moving his lips apart with mine. “But I want to. Marky…” I pouted while taking a swig out of the brandy bottle. He smiled hugging me close to him,taking the bottle from me and taking a shot himself. “No, as much as I want to,you are too drunk and I’m not ok with that. I want you to be sure that’s what you want.” I sighed and leaned into his chest, “Ok,makes sense I guess.” He chuckled putting his arm around me. “Let’s burn one and get some sleep. Hell let’s skip tomorrow and go do something fun.” I opened the tent door not realizing that I was indeed completely naked. Mark grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back inside. “As much as I like your body it’s not for display.” He growled in my ear kissing it then putting a shirt on me.

We went to my truck and grabbed a joint. Lighting it and passing it to Mark I laughed. “What’s so funny?” I shrugged and responded, “Just how dominant you can be,it’s kinda hot.” He raised an eyebrow, “Oh really?” He asked, putting the joint into my mouth and pulling me close to him. I kissed him and took his hand, “Come on there’s a creek this way, let’s go swimming.” I was drunk,very drunk,but I wanted to have some fun. Mark smiled and squeezed my hand. “Lead the way.”

We walked through the woods to a small clearing in the back. There was some oak trees along the bank of a river. I took my shirt off leaving me naked, and jumped in. Mark followed suite and jumped in after me. “Goddamn Skye you can’t be doing s**t like this.” I laughed and floated, “Why not, it’s fun and it’s water what could possibly be better?” The moonlight shone off his blue eyes leaving them glistening. “God your eyes are pretty Marky.” His face turned pink. “Baby you are drunk and now extremely stoned. What am I to do with you.” He pulled me into him lifting me up, his arms wrapped around me and I wrapped my legs around him. He pecked my forehead as he threw me sideways in his arms. “Come on we are going back in the tent before you catch a cold from being cold.” I giggled as he carried me out of the water, adjusting his grip as he grabbed my shirt off the tree. “You are such a goof ball who the hell goes swimming in September.” He mumbled.

He did the walking back, I could feel the rhythm in his steps. I leaned my head close into his chest. For someone who doesn’t lift weights he sure was fit,although car doors are heavy and lifting one should be considered a work out. Eventually he sat me down on my tailgate. “Don’t do that again.” He said half smiling, “Challenge accepted.” I said attempting to take another swig out of the bottle. “Woah there hot shot,you’ve had enough,more than enough,we are going to bed.” I looked at him and took a shot anyway,something that I would later regret. Taking the bottle from my hand,he used the t-shirt as a towel. Drying me off and then him. “I’ll be right back.” He mumbled rubbing his fingers across my hand and going inside the tent. He came out with a dry shirt and some pants for me and him. “Put these on so you stay warm. Then we are going to lay down,I’m tired and I know you are too.” I agreed with that last portion,I am very tired.

He took the blanket out of the truck bed and laid it down on the floor of the tent then took one of the sleeping bags and made a makeshift pillow with it. Opening up the other one he made a quilt and pulled me down into his chest. “Good night babe.” He said,kissing me on the cheek and wrapping his arms around me.

Honestly even if I was forced to get up for school there was no way I would have been able to. I stirred awake with a massive headache. “Uhg.” I looked over at the quarter full bottle of brandy realizing my poor life choices and now having to deal with them. “Good morning darling.” I heard his honey like voice as he crawled into the tent. “Where did you go?” I asked with a dry mouth. “To talk to Larry before school,he’s going to be here soon, get dressed and we will grab something to eat.” He left the tent and I sat up. Picking a pair of pants and a t-shirt I made my way out as well. Larry parked his car next to both of ours. “Damn Skye you look rough as hell.” I leaned my head back. “f**k THE LIGHT REALLY HURTS THE EYES!!” I yelled causing both Mark and Larry to laugh. “Yup she’s hungover.” I glared at Larry. “I need some tea.” I mumbled. Mark took my hand, “Come on babe,Larry is driving us to breakfast.” I nodded, following them into his GTO.

Mark climbed in the backseat with me letting me lay across his lap. The car ride was nauseating to say the least. I felt Mark’s hands rubbing my back and head. “Well,we did drink all,but three or four shots.” I tuned into the conversation. “What?” I mumbled picking my head up,before realizing that was a poor idea. “Mark was telling me how y’all drank almost a whole bottle of brandy,smoked some good bud and had a nice evening.” I could sense a hint of jealousy in his voice,but decided not to comment on it. “I’ll pay for breakfast if you pull over and let me vomit.” I said. Larry immediately stopped.

Less than cute or lady like, I threw up,wishing I had a toothbrush of some kind or even mouthwash so I wouldn’t have to taste brandy again. I got back into the car and laid right back down on Mark’s lap. “I’m sorry about that.” Larry smiled, “Hey at least it wasn’t in my car. Especially since my GTO is my pride.” I managed a simple grunt as a reply and closed my eyes praying my migraine would subside.

We pulled into the deadly quiet parking lot, Mark and Larry could pass as adults,maybe even I could today with me looking like a zombie. Climbing out of the car we went in to order some food. “You two look rough.” Larry said through bites of scrambled eggs. I gulped the rest of my cup of tea down as I said back, “Why don’t you join us tonight,it’s a Saturday and it’s going to be the last warm night of the year.” Larry shrugged, “I can’t. Not only did I get an internship at GM the ole man wants me to help with his guns. Mark,what about you don’t you still have the record store gig.” Mark nodded. “I do,but not late at night,plus it’s Frank letting us camp. It’s quiet and ain’t nobody gonna bother us. You should come after you help your dad.” Larry smiled. “Maybe,we will see.” I looked at Mark. “What’s on the agenda for today? I have to replace a headlight and clean the bed of my truck out.” Mark sipped on his cola. “I’ll help you,I only have work at three-seven tonight so I’ll be good.” I nodded, paying the bill and leaving.

Larry dropped us off back at Frank’s,Larry sped off back down the dirt road. “Is he angry?” I asked Mark who also had a confused look on his face. “I wouldn’t say anger,but something is definitely bothering him.” I glanced at my truck that definitely needed some attention. I opened the door and pulled out a roll of garbage bags from the door panel. “Let’s get this truck lookin good.” Mark smiled and pecked my cheek, “Not a problem.” I smiled hopping up in the bed.

All in all the interior definitely needed a scrub and vacuum cleaning,and I ended up with a lot of scrap in the back of it. “Should we go to the scrap yard before work starts or do you want to take off?” Mark tilted his head. “I suppose I should be going,my shift starts soon.” I nodded, “Alright well, just come back after your shift.” He nodded giving me a hug and a kiss before he left in his Olds. I shrugged, it hasn’t been that long since I’ve been alone and I used to like being alone,yet when Mark leaves it’s a weird feeling of emptiness. I drove to the scrap yard bringing back a bunch of old parts from tractors and my truck. I lit a joint as the guy weighed everything. “Bringing back your husband’s scrap?” He asked. I was irritated, and glared at him from underneath my hat. “No,it’s from various projects I do.” I turned to the other guy who held my money. His pants torn and boots were all oily. “28$ is how much you’ll be receiving, and let me know when you wanna sell that truck it’s mighty pretty.” I told him thanks and left. I looked at my jeans and t-shirt. I huffed debating on letting them get absolutely trashed from work or wearing a dirty uniform. I chose the dirty uniform. Laying down on the bench seat I slid off my pants and threw on my coveralls. I waited on the shirt,it still smelled like him and I wanted to be around him more than anything.

I finished changing in Frank’s parking lot. Not graceful,but hey at some point I had to. I opened the shop early and went scrounging for work orders. Frank walked in, surprisingly in a good mood. “Hey Kidd, what are you up to?” He seen I was elbow deep in a tractor. “Figuring out where the parasitic wire is at.” He looked around then back down to me. “Well have you heard anything from the vietnam radio?” I shook my head as I slowly stopped, if he was asking if I heard anything that could/would be a bad thing.