Writers note: Sammy is, it's true, partly based on me. But that is solely because of the inspiration for this, which was actually written on one of my own nightly trips downtown to write, and some emails I sent before that trip. The gentlemen in this story are not based on anyone in particularly though.
As Peter lightly ran his tongue along her upper spine, Sammy again wondered how she had ended up in this remarkable situation. She was momentarily distracted, by Jason's lips, as he slid up the front of her body. She smiled playfully, as he pulled back, a shiver running up her spine, both from Jason's slightly bashful kiss, and Peter's hands cascading down her shoulders. Who'd have thought, Jason would be the bashful one? As they both continued caressing every inch of her, Sammy's mind drifted back a few hours.
She'd just found a comfortable spot, and taken out her notebook. It was a decent night, the handful of bars and nightclubs were still quiet downtown. This was the time of night she could really open up, and let the words flow out of her. She wasn't sure yet, what her mind had to say, so she stared up at the night sky, letting the mild breeze flow over her. She finally caught an inkling of inspiration. A single line only, but that was usually how it started. She lit a cigarette and began to write. It was just beginning to flow when she was interrupted.
"Hi."
"Hi there."
They'd said it almost in unison, and ended up surprising all three of them. Sammy looked up, turning to her right. She saw Peter smile awkwardly, eyeing her and whoever had come around to her left side. She smiled, recognizing him from his profile picture on the vanilla dating site she used to look for a nice guy, to her explore her romantic desires.
"Hi." She replied, indicating her pleasant surprise. She looked to her left, expecting to see a stranger, perhaps some guy who'd already been at the bar long enough to imagine she was there looking for company, but once again she found familiar eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, realizing this was the guy she'd just started talking to on the 'adult' dating site, where she pursued her more sensual side. She glanced between the two men. At first, she could only be shocked. Two men she'd barely began conversations with, and they'd both risked a stalker label by showing up in her favorite writing spot. It had never occurred to her anyone would bother. As big as the downtown area was, it would take some careful cruising to locate her. Plus, she stayed in well-lit and moderately populated areas, so it wasn't like someone was going to be able to jump her. Her shock turned to amusement, as she saw them sizing one another up, wondering if they were competing with an undisclosed dated or a random flirter.
"Hi." She gave her second would be suitor a pleasant greeting, careful to give a response equal to what Peter had received. She didn't want to alienate either, still wondering where either situation might lead. "Well, this is one hell of a coincidence, or should I say two?" Neither man answered, but each smiled at her before returning to their appraisal of each other. She shook her head and smiled at the pair. "Ok then, introductions I think." She patted the pebbled plaza floor in front of her, indicating a spot with each hand. They two men each sat cross legged in front of her, carefully maneuvering near her but away from each other. She addressed Peter first.
"Well, your name I know at least. Peter, right?" She reached out to shake his hand.
"Yeah, nice to meet you Sammy." He shook the offered hand with a hint of victory, clearly sensing he had the upper hand in the situation. She decided to tease him for the presumption.
"I guess it's nice that one of you opted to volunteer his real name in the first few emails, or this might've been even more awkward." Peter was a little deflated, but she tried not to laugh as she turned to his counterpart. "Hi, I'm Sammy." She reached out and gave an equally welcoming handshake.
"Jason. It's great to meet you in person Sammy. Short for Samantha?" Jason was also slightly smug; obviously feeling his greeting was a more enthusiastic start. She saw Peter's eyes narrow, out of the corner of her own. She considered playing with the dynamic, but decided to diffuse it instead. They were both interesting guys, from what she'd learned thus far. She thought this could better be dealt with without enflaming their competitive sides.
"Alright you two, that's enough of that. I'm surprised, albeit pleasantly so, to see each of you. No need to go all caveman in this situation. This could make for a fun and pleasant evening, so lets all just chill a bit. Besides, you might find the two of you have a lot in common, and could enjoy each others company too." Peter gave her a narrow look. She laughed loudly, "I didn't mean it like that. And yes, it's short for Samantha."
Her laughter made them both smile, and relieved some of the tension hanging about them. Jason clearly reasoned that keeping her happy was a good course of action, and played along. "Don't worry Peter, you're not my type."
They were all laughing now, and Peter followed Jason's lead. "Good thing, you're to tall for me."
Sammy beamed, relieved that they'd both lightened up so quickly. She really did think this could make for a fun night, though she never guessed how fun it would turn out. She began the conversation by mentioning a movie she knew they were both a fan of. Soon they were just three new acquaintances, considering an upgrade to friends. Though, as the evening progressed, both men became more captivated by her, and continued to compete playfully, making her smile and laugh continually.
An hour later, Sammy was holding her side and trying to catch her breath, as they re-enacted a Southpark episode, each doing a couple of characters. When she could finally speak, she started to stand.
"Ok, if I don't visit the little girls room, you two are going to make me have an embarrassing situation on my hands. " Both men jumped up and offered her a hand. She grinned, taking both of their hands and letting them pull her to her feet. She kissed the back of each hand in turn, and then walked past them. She turned, facing them as she backed away for a few steps, "You boys play nice." She turned away and headed into a café a few yards away.
Peter and Jason sat in awkward silence for a few minutes. Finally Peter spoke, "Ok, so now what?"
Jason feigned ignorance, "What do you mean?" Peter turned to him and just glared, though without much menace, until Jason acknowledged the issue, "If you're waiting for me to step aside you're nuts. There's no way I'm giving up on that delightful creature.
