However, as I mentioned, I already had a girlfriend, and I was very much in love with Kristen. I had no desire whatsoever of doing anything that would jeopardize my relationship with her. Therefore, I found myself getting into the habit of trying to avoid Sherry’s attentions.
Of course, this only seemed to make Sherry more determined in her targeting of me.
I was therefore a bit nervous when I saw Sherry approach me in history class, one of three classes that we had together. After all, as I said, Sherry was one of those girls that didn’t give up their pursuit of me very easily.
“Hey, Jim!” Sherry said, batting her painted eyes.
“Um… hi ya, Sherry,” I answered, looking at her the way that Superman would eye a bar of Kryptonite.
Sherry continued to bat her mascara-covered eyes, and pushed out her smallish breasts just a little. “You ready for the quiz tomorrow?”
“The homework was easy enough,” I said noncommittally.
“I can’t get it, though,” Sherry said. “All of those dates.” She shuddered at the thought of actually having to remember something. “Maybe you could help me?”
“I’m going out after school…” I said. “With Kristen,” I added, to emphasize my loyalties.
I saw a strange look pass in her eyes briefly. “That’s all right. We both have fourth period lunch. We’ll meet then.” Without giving me time to object, Sherry gave me a sweet smile and walked away toward her desk, wiggling her ass a bit more than I had ever seen her do before.
“Wow, man. That chick’s hot!” a classmate of mine named Fred offered to me.
“Yeah,” I agreed, thinking if something is hot enough, it will burn somebody eventually.
I figured that fourth period lunch would be a good time to deal with Sherry. After all, both Kristen and Patty also had lunch during that period, and I usually ate with the two of them. Sherry would find me surrounded by two twelfth grade girls. I snickered to myself, congratulating myself for having gotten away from Sherry yet again.
As I walked from third period music to the lunchroom, I smiled in anticipation of Sherry having to deal with Patty and Kristen in order to talk with me at lunch.
Suddenly, I felt somebody tap my shoulder.
I turned around and my heart dropped as I saw Sherry standing behind me. “Hey, Jim!”
“Um… you wanted to meet at lunch, right?” I asked.
“Oh, the lunchroom is so noisy. The music room is empty this period and I’ve heard that Mr. Proilet has allowed you free rein to come and go into that room as you please. Isn’t that right?”
“Well…”
“I brought my history book,” Sherry continued, holding the book in her hand. “We could discuss tomorrow’s quiz in relative quiet.”
“I don’t know…”
“Oh, come on!” Sherry said, tugging my arm back toward the music room.
Oh, fuck. Kristen and Patty were definitely going to notice my absence in the lunchroom. Moreover, on more than one occasion, Kristen and I met in that music room for a little rendezvous during lunch period. It wouldn’t be unlike Kristen at all to check on that room to see if I was just spending time working on arrangements for the jazz band.
“This isn’t a good idea,” I said to Sherry who simply ignored me, continuing to pull me into the music room.
Sherry wasn’t a member of the band, but she seemed to know the layout of the music room. As we entered the room, she found the Do Not Disturb switch that connected to a red light outside the room, indicating that nobody should enter the room.
This confirmed to me that Sherry’s intentions had nothing whatsoever to do with History.
“Sherry, I don’t think you should have…”
“Oh, shut up, Jim,” Sherry said, exasperated. Now inside the room with the door shut, she simply turned around and pulled my head down to hers.
Sherry’s kiss surprised me. I attempted to say something, but she kept my face on hers, and as I opened my lips, she simply slipped her tongue into my mouth.
Despite my not being a willing participant in this action, I found Sherry’s actions were making me aroused. I was more than a little surprised when I felt one of her hands leave my neck, quickly moving to my crotch.
Sherry cooed as she felt my erection, and she started to lower my zipper. I tried to muster all my will power to say “NO!” to her, and finally wiggled away from her.
“STOP!” I said, rather forcefully.
Sherry looked at me, dumbfounded. Apparently, it didn’t occur to her that I would really refuse her affections. Boys just didn’t do that!
The two of us were breathing heavily. I saw frustration in Sherry’s eyes, as she contemplated her next move.
I had to move fast, so I did.
Luckily, I had my attaché case with me. I fumbled with it and hastily opened it and pulled out a ticket from my ever-present roll, handing it to Sherry.
Sherry looked confused, but took the ticket, and intoned the words, “You have one wish.”
I pointed to one of the practice rooms, and said, “Go into that room, and don’t make any noise. Wait patiently for me to return.”
“Your wish is my command,” Sherry intoned, and she obediently moved to the practice room.
Whew. That was close. Now, what should I do with her?
I needed to talk with Patty. She already knew about Sherry, although she had doubted that Sherry would actually get as explicit or as obvious as she had just acted. I needed Patty’s ideas right now. I walked out of the music room, and headed for the lunchroom.
I heard a familiar voice call out, “Jim!”
I looked up and saw both Kristen and Patty. “Um… I was looking for you two.”
Kristen looked beyond me and saw the Do Not Disturb light was on. “Oh?” Kristen asked, knowingly. “Both of us?”
I sighed. Kristen thought that I had planned a little rendezvous for the two of us.
Apparently, Patty thought the same thing, and started to excuse herself.
“No, Patty. Wait.”
Both girls looked at me in surprise.
“Come into the music room. I need to talk with the two of you.”
We entered the room. I saw Sherry’s book on one of the seats, reminding me that she was still waiting patiently for me in one of the practice rooms.
“What’s this about?” Kristen asked.
I turned to Patty. “Patty, remember when I told you about the girls in my classes and how their feelings toward me have changed recently?”
Patty nodded, confused.
Kristen also looked confused. I hadn’t told her about this—I hadn’t wanted to get her upset. I now realized that I didn’t have much choice.
“Kris, I only told Patty so I could get advice,” I explained. “Since the beginning of school this year, girls seem to be more interested in me. Patty and I worked it out that because you seem interested in me, and that Wendy, Patty, and Patrice also hang out with me, that I might be somebody worth looking into.”
Patty nodded, remembering our conversation.
“You’re not thinking of leaving me, are you?” Kristen asked. I saw from her amused expression that she didn’t seem upset at this revelation.
“No, Kris,” I assured my love, “you’re my one and only.”
“So, what’s this about?” Patty asked.
“Well, there’s one girl that has been a bit more persistent than the others; one that doesn’t want to take ‘no’ for an answer.”
“And you want advice?” Patty asked.