I had just moved to Florida from Virginia. I was looking forward to the warmer weather for winter. Winters in Virginia are hell, especially if you have no body to get warm with. I was staying with my aunt and one night she came into the house and said, "Hey, there are some guys on the way over."
Well now what was I going to do....I really wasn't ready to meet anyone or looking for anything. I had just moved here and was trying to get my bearings on what I wanted out of life. The house was crazy and a lot of people were staying there so the stress level was off the hook. Oh well, I thought, what's the harm in making some new friends. So when the guys showed up I walked outside to find out what was up.
Everybody was standing around talking and drinking and looking at the engine of my cousin's car. It had been having problems for a little while now. The atmosphere was nice and relaxed. The guys were discussing what could be the problem and my aunt jumped in with "This is my niece, Kate. Let's see...Kate you know Nick (that was her man of the moment) and this is R.J." I didn't catch the other guy's name as I was totally focused on R.J. It was dark but I could tell this was a one of a kind guy.
He had big strong hands...hands that spoke of his character and life. Big, hard-working hands turn me on. And as we talked and joked all I could think of was his hands on my skin. I knew it was time for me to go in before I got into trouble. As I said goodnight, R.J. turned to me and said "You can't go in...you're involved." So he was as interested as I was...uuummm the possibilities that ran through my mind.
"No," I replied "not yet." And I went in for the evening.
My aunt brought them all in so they could wash their hands and we all started talking again. The talk turned to the trip that my aunt had taken to the keys a few weekends before and a couple of cross dressers that she met and we started talking about how you can tell if it's really a guy and I said "You can always tell because of the indention that men have in their ass cheeks." Well, no name guy tried to show me his ass and I turned away and said "I don't need to see your ass dude."
A few days later the brakes on my truck were making an horrific noise and I tried calling R.J. to see if he would take a look at them. I never got a call back from him. And so I just put the brakes on the back burner since the noise just stopped as quickly as it started. And gave up hopes of having those wonderful hands on my body.
A few days later my aunt was out partying with Nick. He sometimes has bon fires and everyone goes out to his place and hangs out. Well, I got this call and she asked me if R.J. had left his phone outside. I went out and looked but couldn't find it. She handed him the phone and we tried to talk but the phone he was on was breaking up so we said good-bye. When she came home the next morning I was informed that I was now to be known as Strawberry Shortcake. And his phone was never left outside.
I didn't know weather to be offended or flattered. I mean I am not a cartoon character and I don't taste or smell like strawberries. My grandmother thought this was the funniest thing and she even took to calling me Shortcake. Well, I had a birthday coming up and wanted to go party. After all it was going to be my 34th. So I began to decide what to do for it.
On my birthday my aunt was going over to Nick's to hang out. I asked if I could follow her so I could say I at least got out on my birthday. When we pulled up at Nick's he came out and said "Go over there and knock on the door. That's R.J.'s place." Both my aunt and I started smiling and off I went.
I knocked on the door and heard someone yell "Come in."
Then a female voice... "Wait. See who it is."
Oh fuck, did R.J. have a girl friend?! Then "Come in!" in the voice of a man.
So I opened the door to a guy and a girl sitting on the couch and another guy (R.J.) sitting there talking to them. When he saw me, he just looked at me for a minute and then got this huge shit-eating grin on his face. "Hey...it's my red-head!!" he said. So we started talking and the fact came out it was my birthday.
"We need to go get a couple drinks if it's your birthday." R.J. said
"No, we don't...I have a whole bottle of tequila with me." I smiled.
We walked over to Nick's and hung out for a while and then moved into my truck for some private time so we could get to know each other better. We talked and talked and laughed and as I was going to leave he asked me to hang on a minute. He got out of the truck to piss and as he got back in he leaned over and kissed me gently and said "I'd like to take you out sometime." Another few kisses and I had agreed.