I was remiss in not mentioning at the beginning of Chapter 1 that I had a plethora of great help from readers who volunteered to edit my stories. This story was edited by six wonderful folks living in the USA, England and Australia. I only know their emails and not their Literotica member names; but they know who they are and I appreciate them. However, I was changing and, hopefully, upgrading the story after their editing so there may be a typo or small error still in this 95,000 word story. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 2
Her body was a temple, and he was there to worship.
From 1972 to 2006, the Stone Balloon on Main Street had been home to serious partiers, live rock and roll and a few secretive drugs dealt under the tables. It was founded and owned by Bill Stevenson, the first husband of Jill Jacobs, now Jill Biden, the Vice President's wife.
Julia's mom was a student at Delaware during those great days of live music, great beer and even greater parties. She was one of their most loyal customers and could be found there hanging on the bar or someone's arm several nights a week. The performers included Bruce Springsteen, Pat Benatar, Hall and Oates, Chubby Checker, Robert Palmer, Blood, Sweat and Tears, and David Crosby. Everybody wanted to play there and the crowds were very appreciative.
Alas, it was closed and remains only as a legend in the mind of Julia and children of that previous generation of students. Now there was the Iron Hill Brewery & Restaurant and the 16 Mile Taphouse. Both sold great microbrews and good food but had no excitement, except what you brought with you. Susanna, Layla and Julia did their best to bring a truckload.
As they entered, several guys at the bar waved and motioned them over. David was there with six or seven of his brothers including Cliff and a few girls. The new guys were excited to meet them, and introductions were quickly made. Two of the girls were very friendly, but the others seemed shy and withdrawn. Susanna recognized it as insecurity. That happened too often with girls.
Cliff said, "Julia, I'd like you to meet Stephanie. Stephanie, this is Julia."
"Nice to meet you, Stephanie."
"You too, Julia. How do you know Cliff?" The smile on Stephanie's face belied the insecurity that was obvious from her question.
"We met at a restaurant one evening. He gave me directions to the ladies room."
Cliff added, "There were a bunch of us at Deer Park."
The devil then came out in Julia, "I offered to take him back to my place and fuck for a few hours but he said he was engaged and couldn't come."
The guys roared and two slapped Cliff on the back. Stephanie was not amused, and Cliff turned dark pink. The other girls didn't know what to think.
Cliff said, "Stephanie, that's not what happened. She's playing with us."
Julia responded, "He's right. I'm outrageous and say silly things to have fun. Please forgive me."
Stephanie responded, "That's funny. I don't think Cliff would ever fuck someone like you."
"Ooooooo," said a couple of the guys. The others stepped back, just sure a catfight was about to begin. All the other girls just stared, with their mouths open. Susanna stepped forward, ready to rip her hair out.
Then some man said, "I would."
The tension was broken.
Julia, Susanna and Layla laughed loudly, which had the effect of dismissing Stephanie. They began holding court with the other brothers. It was quickly obvious to any of the women there that the guys loved the three sisters of Delta Gamma.
Susanna then spoke above the din, "Hey boys. Let's get organized. Who's available to hang out with us?"
David said, "I am."
There was a moment of silence since all the other brothers were taken, for that evening anyway.
"I am too," said a tall and very handsome guy with a lovely smile. He had just arrived at the bar and overheard the invitation.
Susanna took David's arm and Layla reached for the stranger. "I'm Layla."
"Hi, I'm Eric." Both smiled. Layla could hardly take her eyes off him.
"Are you a student here?"
"I am. 'Layla' is a great name."
"My parents were Eric Clapton fans."
"So were mine. I was named after him." Both laughed.
"What are the odds of us meeting like this?" she asked.
Eric replied, "Not sure, but I like these odds." Layla grinned. It was going to be an interesting night she thought.
With Susanna leading the way, they walked to a large table for dinner. The attached guys at the bar all stared at the swaying bottoms on three of the most exciting girls they'd ever seen. Cliff looked like a whipped puppy about to get another whipping.
Stephanie demanded, "Get me out of here."
Cliff responded, "Aren't we going to have dinner?"
"Not in the same room with her."
"Why are you so upset?"
"She insulted me."
"Sounded to me like the other way around."
"You're taking that bitch's side?"
"All she did was act outrageous, just like she said. Then she apologized."
"If we weren't engaged, would you fuck her?"
"In a minute."
"Are you crazy? She's probably got every STD there is."
"Why do you think that?"
"She probably fucks a different guy every night."
"She parties on weekends and studies through the week. She's a great student."
"How do you know?"
"She told me, Stephanie."
"When I was visiting my parents last weekend, did you see her?"
"Yes. I took her to dinner."
"My mom told me you were worthless. I now believe her. How could you date someone while we're engaged?"
"I think your mom is a mental case. All I did was take her to dinner because I was lonely one night. It wasn't really a date. We'd met at the Deer Park, started talking and went to dinner. That's all."
"Did you say my mother is crazy? Is that what I just heard?"
