Jenni And Bobbi Ch 06

The text messages from Jenni the next day were longer and more frequent. She still didn't pay much attention to the timing, waking me up at 2:30 in the morning.

I sent her a schedule based on Japanese hours with appropriate times to text or call.

She responded in a very odd way, "OK. Sorry. I keep messing up. You'll have to punish me when I get back. I'm used to that."

I told her, "Jenni listen. I never want to punish you for anything."

"Really? I've been punished for any little thing since I was nine."

"I just like communicating Jenni. I don't like punishing anyone for anything."

There was a long pause.

Then this text came through: "OK. I'll try to remember that. It makes me happy you look at me differently."

I wrote back immediately, "Let me reply, but it's going to take a few minutes to type. I'm actually going to get up and use my MacBook. It's easier."

By the time I got the laptop she had written, "I'm so sorry Garry. It's the middle of the night for you. I feel really stupid. And selfish. You don't have to answer me right now. I'm such an idiot."

It made me sad to hear her respond in that way. "Jenni. Stop. Please? All the negative stuff is really bad for you. You're a lovely young woman. In every way. Truthfully? I wish you were here right now. I'd just hold you in my arms and tell you everything will be okay."

"Really?"

I wanted her to feel okay. "Yes. Of course. That's how I feel."

"I'm so lucky. I'm so glad we met."

"Me too Jenni."

"Did I completely freak you out?"

I thought about that. She did, but I wrote, "No. You didn't"

"I feel really loved by you Garry. And safe."

That's what I wanted. "You are safe with me Jenni. Always."

"That makes me so happy Garry. You have no idea."

I tried to encourage her. "You were so soft and cuddly out in front of your house Jenni. It's very comfortable holding you."

"It felt unbelievably good when your hand went up under my dress."

"Is that why you opened your legs?"

"I did?"

I was amazed she didn't remember doing that. "Yes you did. My advances felt very welcomed."

"Garry I swear I was so on the verge of having an orgasm."

"It sounds to me like you cum super easily."

"Only with you. For you. I'll let you do anything you want with me Garry."

That was interesting to hear. "That sounds really sexy Jenni."

"I know you don't want me as a girlfriend, and that's okay with me. I was hurt at first, but the more I thought about what you said, the more I understand. You can tell I still want to have sex though."

I didn't want to reject her at all. She was super sensitive. "I keep telling you that you are really desirable. If you ever spend the night with me, you'll know it comes from the heart."

"I haven't doubted that with you ever Garry. Only that once when Bobbi told me she'd been talking with you."

I simply wrote, "I'm glad you worked things out with her."

"She's my best friend. She really, really likes you too. Once I got past being so stupidly jealous I was okay with that."

I asked her point blank, "Did you think I was just going to drop you? After all we've shared?"

"I didn't know. Bobbi is so pretty and so sexy. You should see her naked. Actually, maybe you will."

I figured Jenni was right, but I wrote, "We'll see what happens. I think we both got excited about meeting another aviator. I'm going to fly up to get her in San Francisco."

"You are?"

"Yep. It should be super fun."

"I'll bet she's going crazy thinking about that."

"She sounds excited."

"Will you take me flying?"

That was surprising. But it made sense. "Of course!"

She wrote, "I'll try to be brave."

"Have you ever flown in a small aircraft before?"

"No. It kinda scares me to be honest."

That sounded more like Jenni. "It's so much fun. Are you scared of heights?"

"I don't think so."

"OK. We can talk about it when you get back."

"Garry? Did you really mean it when you said you wanted to spend the night with me?"

I thought,

'uh-oh. I opened up a can of worms.'

"I did Jenni. That doesn't mean we will, though, just so you're clear."

"You'll be the first, if you want to be. You'll need to be gentle."

A big can of worms. "Of course I would sweetie. You'll be in charge."

"No. No Garry. I want you to be in charge. Always."

It sounded like she had a thing about dominance. "Okay. I understand."

"I know I'm weird."

I wanted her to know that was okay. "No, you aren't Jenni."

"I love you Garry. Don't freak out. You don't have to say it back."

She was so cute! "You're a sweetheart Jenni. I do love you, but not like a girlfriend."

"My heart is with you Garry. I don't want to scare you. But I've never felt like this about anybody before."

"I'm flattered Jenni, I really am. You're quite special."

Then she wrote, "I'll tell you another secret. When I know it's getting close to the time you come into the coffee shop, I start getting nervous. Then when you show up I pretty much cream myself. That started after you told me I made good coffee. After we kissed, all I have to do is think about you and I'm ready."

She was wanting more reassurance. "Your scent smelled really good outside your house that night."

"I was so self-conscious that night. I could smell myself. By the time we got home I was ripe."

I gave it to her. "You smelled like heaven Jenni."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You really like me, don't you?"

Her question made me smile. "I do Jenni. Very much."

"You make me feel so good."

Perhaps I shouldn't have said this, but I wrote, "Your kisses are really sensual. Your skin is so soft and smooth. You are so cuddly and warm. And you smell good."

"You like that don't you?"

I told her the truth. "Your scent? Yes. I do."

"Do you think you'll like it if I spend the night?"

"I'll absolutely like it if you spend the night."

"I mean, down there."

"I'm certain of it."

"I'll be sure to take a shower just before you pick me up."

I needed to tell her a secret of my own. "So Jenni. My turn to tell you a secret."

"OK."

"I actually prefer natural scents. No perfumed shampoo, or soap, or deodorant. I'd like you to smell just like you. All natural. Bathe in the morning, and I'll be happy as can be."

I think I freaked her out a little. "I'd be way too self-conscious. I'll skip anything that has a scent, but I'd feel better being with you fresh out of a bath or shower."

I gave her more reassurance. "Whatever you are comfortable with sweetie. The night in the truck you smelled great!"

"OK. I'll remember."

"Cool."

"My Mom is going to freak out."

Oh my. I kept forgetting she was so young. "Why?"

"Me spending the night with you? She's really strict. She'll throw a fit."

I tried to pull back the reins. "Well, no use putting the cart before the horse."

"No. I get to have my own life now. She and my dad controlled my life for too long."

I offered a reality check. "Well, you still have to live with your mom. Gotta keep the peace, right?"

"I just want to be me. So, she'll have to live with it. If she kicks me out, she'll lose the house. My dad will quit paying the bills. I'm sure he wants to anyway."

Yikes! "So, you're going to hold her hostage?"

"No! I'm only asking to do what I want for a change. She owes me."

I conceded. "Okay. You know best about that."

We texted for a while longer, but it seemed like the momentum died when Jenni started in on her mom. I was doing my best to please. She truly was a very sweet girl.

The next few days passed quickly. Jenni's text messages were full of "I can't wait" and "I'm so happy" kinds of things.

Bobbi's texts mostly talked about her increasing anxiety. She had suddenly gotten quite shy and unsure of herself. Her arrival was just a couple of days away and she was nervous. The one thing that brought her back to herself was the thought of flying home in the Twin Cessna. She was very excited about that.

Jenni had apparently told her that she and I were getting together once she got back home. I let Bobbi know, that while true on the surface, the reality was I didn't want a "relationship" with Jenni. I even broke a confidence and told Bobbi about a weird request Jenni had, asking me to spank her.

Bobbi's reaction was, "I was afraid of that. There's more to the story about her dad. It sounds like she hasn't shared everything with you."

"I figured that might be the case. Sounds like she grew up in a highly dysfunctional household."

Then Bobbi texted a total non sequitur.

"You haven't had sex since your last girlfriend, right?"

I was too off balance to write back anything other than, "Right."

"So, I have to be honest. I'm kinda worried about having sex. The closer it gets to going home the more nervous I get."

"Bobbi, we don't have to have sex at all. There's zero pressure. You know that, right?"

"I know. I mean, I want to. Especially with you. There are just things swimming around in my head right now. I'm just being sensitive I think."

"Bobbi, it's okay. We can do whatever you want. Seriously. All I know is I really want to meet you. It feels like we've known each other for a lot longer than a couple of weeks."

"I know. That's sort of what's scaring me."

I didn't get it. So, I asked, "Why?"

"Garry. OK. True confession time. I've been thinking a lot about this. The thing is, I really like you. A lot. If we end up spending a lot of time together, I know we'll end up having sex. I know I'll want to. Then, I'm afraid of where things might go. With me. Does that make sense?"

I kept fishing, "I thought you didn't want a boyfriend?"

"I don't. I mean I didn't. I'm embarrassed now."

That comment made me smile, "Nothing to be embarrassed about sweetie."

"So, here's the thing. You probably won't believe this either. I'm really shy. In person. With guys."

"Thinking about it, there are times you've seemed shy when we've texted back and forth."

"I have never, ever talked like this with anybody. And thinking about the pictures I sent you makes me really shy and embarrassed. I can't believe I did that."

I smiled to myself. "You said it was your first time."

"It was. Lots of things have been the first time with you. Nobody's ever seen what you have seen."

I was still smilling when I wrote, "That makes me smile."

"I'm feeling really insecure right now. I wish you could give me a hug."

I wished I could hug Bobbi too right then, and more, "Bobbi. Listen. I really, really like you. A lot. It's rare to find someone who's so easy to talk with. I really, really want to spend time with you when you get home. Let's just take things super slow, okay? No pressure to have sex or rush into anything. Deal?"

There was a pause, then she wrote, "So, if we spend time together, lots of time, I know what will happen. It's already happening. I've never had a boyfriend. Not really. Nothing like this."

I was struggling to understand, "Are you worried about Jenni?"

"Kind of. But more about how you feel. About her. And about me. I'm being a baby."

Aha! That made sense. "You're just taking care of yourself. I get that. Let me see if I can help. First off, I'm trying to walk a fine line with Jenni. I want her to know she's a desirable young woman. So, I'm being very careful not to reject her."

"OK. I guess I know that deep down. What's the second part?"

"Second, my feelings for Jenni haven't changed. She's a very sweet and very sensitive, but she's a very fragile girl. I like her. But ultimately, even if you and I had never met, there's no way she and I could ever be a couple. She's too moody and gets too depressed. I can't do it. That's what killed my last relationship. I've told her that."

Bobbi wrote then, "Yea. I know. She's still thinking she'll come back and you two will become a couple."

I knew that, but for Bobbi's sake I wrote, "Is she?"

"Of course. She's in love with you Garry. Or at least she thinks she is."

Damn. "Well, that means I'll have to make certain she knows that's not a possibility."

"Good luck with that."

I snickered, "Why do you say it that way?"

"She is one of the most stubborn people I know."

Then I actually laughed out loud, "Wait until you get to know me better. :-)"

"Really? You don't seem stubborn at all. The opposite actually."

I grinned, "You'll see."

"See? When you say things like that it has such certainty. It makes my heart flutter and gives me butterflies in my tummy. And goosebumps."

Back to flirting, "I like goosebumps. :-)"

There was a long pause.

"Garry. Jenni's not the only one who thinks she's in love with you. I'm probably scaring the shit out of you right now, especially since I've told you before I wasn't sure I wanted a boyfriend. But the more we've talked and the closer we've gotten I'm pretty certain I'd like to have a chance with you. I think we'd have lots of fun together. It seems like we have a lot in common, even though I'm younger. It's not just aviation. It's the way we think about things. Sometimes you text something to me and it's like you're somehow reading my mind. I know you've told me how much you like me before, but tonight feels different. It feels like we're crossing a line, or at least I am. It's scary because I've never felt this way. And I'm kinda scared. I think it's the not knowing how you feel. Even when you tell me you really like me, instead of making me relax about things it makes it worse. Like I'm slipping down a mountainside, and I can't stop. I really want to know how you feel. Even though you've told me. If we're going to spend time together. If we're going to make love. If we're going to become lovers. Just know I'd like that. I want that. I want you. I really want you Garry. Sorry if I'm freaking you out. But I had to let you know how I'm feeling. Okay?"

I quickly wrote, "Bobbi, I am a-okay. Give me a minute to write a longer text, okay?"

My heart was pounding. Could it be this beautiful woman wanted me this badly? I started typing quickly, "Actually, I'm thrilled. It's my turn to have butterflies. The prospect of us being in a relationship is something I have been trying not to think about. I know you have plans to go to school. I don't want to mess anything up for you. And selfishly I don't want my heart broken again. But yes, I've thought about the two of us together. What you just wrote to me is precious. I need to write back a nice long response, but I didn't want to keep you waiting for that right now."

"Really? You've thought about being with me? Like as your girlfriend?"

My heart was threatening to pound out of my chest, "Yes. Many times."

"Garry you make me feel so loved. I can't wait to meet you in person. Will you send me a photo? I've only got the one of you in your towel. I look at that dozens of times a day. :-)"

"Sure. Hang on..."

I took the equivalent of the one I had sent her just out of the shower, except using the bedsheet to cover myself.

"That's so hot! You are so incredibly sexy! The sheet is lots thinner than the towel. :-)"

I chuckled, "Was that too much?"

"Not at all! I'd like one with the sheet pulled all the way off."

I laughed. "That's what I thought. :-)"

"Now I'm embarrassed. I can't help it. I'm curious about you. I love all your body hair. You've got a great body Garry. :-)"

I could feel myself blushing. It was unreal! "Thanks Bobbi. You're so sweet."

"The outline under your towel wasn't as revealing. The outline under your sheet gives me a better look. lol!"

I asked her, "Do you like to look at guys and check out their package?"

"You're embarrassing me! Yes. I do."

I laughed. "I'll bet you have a thing for bottoms too."

"I have to admit I love a cute ass in Levis or Wranglers."

I was grinning hard. "I'll bet you do."

Then Bobbi wrote, "OK seriously now for a second. I know we're going to end up having sex. And I know that it's nothing like you see on the internet. I know you'll be careful and gentle, but I'm still super nervous. I'm trusting that you'll guide me through everything, OK?"

My heart was racing, and I had become rock hard. "I promise. Bobbi, I didn't know I could get so excited again, to meet someone and want someone so much. It feels really nice."

"I love you Garry. I want to be with you. It makes me nervous and shy and excited all at once. It's too good to be true almost."

I couldn't believe this was happening. Bobbi was gorgeous, and hella sexy."But it is true. We've met, and we're crazy about each other."

"This is the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"We're going to have lots of fun. I can't wait to start teaching you how to fly. We'll have so much fun."

"And then more fun without clothes on. :-)"

She made me laugh. "Yes we will. Okay... I'm officially going to be late for work if I don't get moving like five minutes ago."

"OK. Go. But I'll be thinking of you and dreaming of you."

"Text me when you wake up."

"You'll be at work."

"I don't care."

"Really?"

"Really sweetie. Have sweet dreams, okay?"

"I will. Garry? Is it okay to tell you that I love you?"

"Of course. I'm going to wait to tell you that until we meet in person. Okay?"

"Okay, I can't wait. I won't be able to sleep."

"You can do other things in bed you know."

"Go to work!"

"Okay sweetie. Night."

"Have a great day!"

I couldn't decide if I was in Seventh Heaven or on Cloud Nine.