AFTER LUNCH, I WAS doing the dishes when it seemed the events of the past week caught up to me. I just burst into tears. Angie wrapped me into a hug and let me cry it out. I was glad David hadn’t seen me. He would’ve called me a girl and I’d have had to punch him. Of course, I would have stopped crying. I really needed to get it all out. I was so scared for Jeff. I knew he wasn’t out of the woods yet. It would be hard on everyone if he died after seeming to get better.
I also knew I needed to talk to David. Now was a terrible time for it, but I needed to do it. Angie’s talk had confirmed what I was thinking. We were just too young.
When I finally stopped crying, Angie gave me some more advice.
“What you need is some good sex. I bet you can lure that hunk into helping you out,” she said with an evil smirk.
I thought about it for a moment and smiled. He would never know what hit him.
I cleaned my face up and went outside. I almost laughed at what I saw. David was sound asleep with Nate on his chest. He had Duke asleep at the foot of his lawn chair and the neighbor’s huge cat, Precious, sleeping between his feet. Greg had his arms around Kyle and Mac, as the three of them were napping too. I almost hated to interrupt a good nap, but I had a need right now. I leaned over David’s face and planted a kiss on him. His eyes fluttered open. Angie had followed me out and she took Nate off his chest. I gave him a sexy smile and took his hand to lead him upstairs.
DAVID:
I was irritated for all of a half second when Tami woke me up. During that moment of irritation, Mr. Happy seized control of my body. I was going on two weeks now without sex. She pulled me up, after Angie took Nate, and then raced me up to my apartment. We were both naked by the time we reached my bedroom. She raced in and went to my drawer where I keep everything. I came to a stop when I saw her pull out the strap-on.
“Can I use this on you?” she asked.
She was goading me. At least, I hoped she was. I took the strap-on out of her hands and threw her over my shoulder. I swatted her bare bottom and then deposited her in the center of the bed. I jumped on her and began to tickle her.
“DAVID!” she squealed.
I kissed her neck and then gave her a hickey. I unleashed a wildcat. She beat me off of her and then pounced on me. She paid me back by giving me a hickey right below my belly button. She then straddled my waist and used me for her own pleasure. I could tell she wanted to be in control, so I just lay back and enjoyed what she was doing.
Tami’s breasts had grown since last year and I enjoyed watching them sway as she rocked her body. I had to admit, I was wrong. I had always thought the best sex was just that, sex. I enjoyed making love, but I came harder when it was all about just having fun. With Tami, it was both. We were having fun sex, but the emotional connection was different. The love I felt in the act we were performing made this the best I had ever had.
This felt right. I could see us together the rest of our lives. I couldn’t imagine anything better. When we were done, we needed to talk. Jeff’s accident had put everything on hold. Tami needed to know how much I loved her and how we needed to be together the rest of our lives.
Tami got an intense look on her face and stared into my eyes. I knew she was close so I reached between us and stimulated her nubbin. Watching her get her cookie was all I needed. I grabbed her hips, gave her three quick strokes, and then slammed us together as I got off.
She laid her head against my chest as we both caught our breath. Tami lifted her head and we kissed.
“We need to talk,” we both said at the same time.
That made us giggle. I nodded for her to go first.
“I love you, David Allen Dawson, but ...” she said, just leaving it hang there.
“... you’re not ready for us to be together,” I finished for her.
She could see the sadness in my eyes. She leaned down and kissed me. It was hard to get mad at her with my member still in her. I know guys are stupid, but I loved her.
TAMI:
I had a new reason to love him ...
26. He loves me enough to let me go.
There was nothing left to say. We both knew this was coming ... I think. We made love again to assure ourselves we would always love each other. I knew David. He needed time to get his mind around us not taking our friendship to the next level. If only I had known ...
Saturday August 8
JEFF RIGGER DIED TODAY. He had developed a serious infection in his lungs from the lake water. It attacked his central nervous system and finally went to his brain. I had been reading up on the subject and found a study in a medical journal. It said infections from waterborne funguses were linked to near-death drowning accidents. Later, 74 percent of their subjects died after the infection spread into their brains.
I had prepared myself for this eventuality. I’d tried to warn David, but he took it hard. He had been clinging to the possibility Jeff would recover. Unlike Ella’s passing, David wasn’t going to be a rock for everyone to rely on. I had to step up and support my friends.
DAVID:
For as long as I could remember, Jeff had been one of my best friends, along with Alan. Tami had joined our group of friends when she moved here in first grade. We all grew up in each other’s homes. I talked to my mom and she agreed to have people over. I didn’t feel like being alone.
I invited all our families, and Cassidy and her family, over for a barbecue. She had dated Jeff for over half a year. I was happy when the Riggers showed up and had their family and friends in tow. Word got out about what we were doing, and people came and left throughout the night. We told stories about Jeff, cried a little bit, and reaffirmed our love for each other.
Cassidy crawled into my lap and wouldn’t let me go all night. Tami helped my mom, Angie and Mrs. A with everything. Towards the end of the night, I gathered the four women together.
“Thank you. Jeff’s family really appreciated what you did tonight. I want to also thank you personally,” I said, then walked up to each of them and hugged them.
I was exhausted when the evening ended.
Saturday August 15
THIS HAD BEEN A WEEK I would rather never experience again. Jeff’s funeral had been tough for me. Thankfully, Tami and my friends all were there to support me. I don’t know who took it worse, Alan or me. We would miss our best friend.
Coach Hope told us we would dedicate the season to Jeff. He had plans for a special patch to be put on our uniforms.
The news wasn’t all bad. Coach Hope told me the school board had approved a larger coaching staff for the upcoming year. They had also created a new position, Student Assistant. Alan was going to join the coaching staff at the beginning of the school year. The only downside was he wouldn’t be able to help run the summer practices next year if he was officially part of the coaching staff.
The other news was the new sports facility would be opened the day we started two-a-days. Dad and Tom both reported that we were going to love it.
The final piece of good news was that Pam called. Her summer of exile was ending in a couple of weeks. I was informed that my services were needed. Her call put a smile on my face, something I needed at the moment.
IT HAD BEEN A COUPLE of weeks since Tami told me she wanted to be just friends. I had decided to make one last run at her before the summer was over. I had Angie and Mom help me get my apartment ready for a romantic evening. Apparently, romantic evenings meant a lot of candles needed to be strategically placed.