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Chapter 1 - triumph!
As the sun beat down overhead, Lauren wound up and pitched the softball. It sailed right across the center of the plate, but just barely above the knees of the batter. The batter swung hard, but missed. Pandemonium broke out around her. Her teammates swelled around her congratulating her, patting her on the back, some hugging and kissing her. She had just pitched a no hitter game in the state finals, cinching the victory for her high school. The game was over. They had won!
SHE
had won!
Between innings, her coach had whispered to her that her pitches had been clocked consistently between 58 and 61 miles per hour. Not shabby for a high school girl pitching underhand, she thought to herself with a smug grin.
Now, not only her teammates were flocking around her, but various school officials, some newspaper reporters and even the anchor for the local TV station was there to ask her a few questions! She stole a glance toward the stands, where she immediately found Brian sitting and watching her with a big smile on his face.
Brian always chose to stay in background. She looks at him longingly, but he had always said that when she had won a game, he had to share her glory with everyone else. She had been named all-state a week ago and now she had pitched a no-hitter, winning the state championship game! Several colleges had offered her scholarships, and she knew she would have to commit to one of them soon. But, no matter where she went to college, she wanted to be near Brian! She really hoped they could find a college where they could attend together next year. But there was a real possibility that they would be attending different schools.
The celebrating seemed to go on for hours. Finally she begged off from her parents and teammates, quickly showered and dressed so she could spend evening with her boyfriend.
Lauren was on top of the world! She was a state champion, an all-state athlete, and now she was with the boy she loved. She felt the warmth of his love radiating from him. The teens had been dating for two and a half years & wanted to get married, but both of their families had insisted that they wait until they had completed college.
Limp with the heady afterglow of the championship game, and comfortable in the security and familiarity she felt with Brian, Lauren leaned back in the passenger seat while Brian drove to a burger-place and ordered carryout. Then they picked up a ‘frozen custard’ for dessert. Both of these pleasures had been forbidden by her coach while she was ‘in training’.
Tucking the ice cream bag on the floor, Brian asked, “Okay! Where to?”
She looked at him with a big smile, then dropped her eyes. “I’d like to go to Partisan’s Point,” she whispered. The sun was just setting as Brian put the car in gear and headed up into the hills.
Chapter 2 – Lovers’ lane
Parked among the rocks, the solitude was so quiet it was almost deafening! This was not a well used ‘lovers’ lane’, and Brian had discovered it only because he hiked in the area with his family.
Alone in their secluded hideaway, they sat on the hood of the car and relaxed together as they enjoyed their meal. As Lauren finished the last of her sundae, Brian packed their garbage in a paper bag and stowed it in the back seat of his car for later disposal.
They ‘necked’ for a while, even though sitting on the hood of a car wasn’t exactly the most comfortable place for this kind of activity. Eventually, Brian’s hand cupped her breast and she lay back on the hood of the car, basking in his touch.
Usually, she wore a sports bra, but he could feel that she was wearing a more ‘standard’ bra tonight. He slipped his hand under her sweatshirt and, not certain how to manipulate this new bra, he fumbled until he slipped his hand inside the cup of the bra from above. She stiffened slightly. She usually didn’t permit this degree of familiarity, but this time she didn’t move as he caressed her inside the tight confines of her underwear.
She broke from his kiss and asked if he still kept the blanket in the trunk. Of course, he did!
The evening was warm and there was a reasonable light from the moon, even though it wasn’t a full moon. In moments he had the blanket spread out in a comfortable, grassy area, but she was standing by the edge of the rocks looking over the countryside. He took a moment before he approached her to gaze at her in awe. She had broad, well developed shoulders and narrow, tight, sexy hips. Ahhh! Those hips almost took his breath away.
Brian came up behind her and put his hand on her shoulders. Her shoulders were well developed for a female, broad and muscular. She was tall, the way most pitchers are and he remembered he was only ½ inch taller than she was. He let his hands trace down her arms, and once again, he noted that her right arm (her pitching arm) was obviously stronger than her left. His arms circled around her waist and kissed her neck. Her hands settled over his arms and she hugged him to her, even though he was behind her.
“We’re going to get married, aren’t we?” Lauren asked. Brian nodded, knowing she could feel his movements and words weren’t necessary. He nibbled on her ear, and she continued.
“Married people have sex, don’t they?”
Brian paused as he kissed her neck again. They had talked about sex before. Lauren knew that Brian wanted to make love to her, but he had respected her wish to wait until they were married. She had allowed him to touch her breast through her clothes several times, and once, before tonight, she had permitted his hand inside her sports bra. But only once.
“And people who aren’t married don’t have sex, do they.”
