“She really thinks you’re a sweet guy.” Stacy added.
Now I knew they must have been talking, because that was what Cindy had whispered in my ear. This seemed too good to be true. My brain was quickly trying to assess the information I was being given, but it just was not adding up. At the same time, I knew this was a rare opportunity, and after seeing Cindy’s perfectly shaped bare cheeks, feeling her little body sitting on my lap, those perky little breasts, the way she blew in my ear, interlocked her fingers with mine… I knew I had to take the chance.
I took a bite of the sandwich, a big bite. My heart was pounding. I spoke out of the side of my mouth while chowing down, “Stacy… I’m not sure what to do here… Do I just walk out there? What do I say?”
Stacy giggled, “Lips… you don’t have to say anything. Just go out there and be with her. Whatever happens will just happen.”
I took the last half of the sandwich and crammed it into my mouth. My heart felt like it was going to beat through my chest. I was breathing hard through my nostrils as I was chewing. My mind was numb. I could not make much sense out of what she was saying. I gulped hard and said, “So I could just walk out there and just kinda….sit next to her?”
Stacy smiled quietly and said in a serious voice, “Lips… you really are a sweet guy. Don’t worry… you just do what feels right. You will be fine.”
I drank the rest of my coke and crumpled the can, before tossing it across the room into the trash. Stacy took a napkin and wiped the mayonnaise from the corner of my mouth smiling. I smiled back at her with a wink and said, “Hey Stacy… Thanks for the sandwich.”
I walked out to the room where Craig was playing pool with a few other team mates. They were well into it. They each had a beer in hand. They were high fiving each other. There was money on top of the stereo, they were playing for keeps. So was I…. apparently.
I looked up and saw Stacy enter the room. She pretended not to see me. I watched them play pool for another few minutes. My heart was pounding, my hands felt clammy. I took a deep breath and walked back through the house to the back porch. The lights were out and it was very dark. I could see the barn off in the distance.
I slid the glass door open enough to slip through and closed the door behind me. It was a warm night. The nearly full moon lit the yard enough for me to see the path through the yard. I walked quickly away from the house trying not to be seen. As I got closer to the barn, I slowed down nearly stopping. In the back of my mind I worried that when I stepped around the corner of the barn, there would be some kind of goofy surprise cooked up by the team.
But then I remembered the things Stacy had said. She just knew too much for this to be some kind of joke. Then my mind quickly turned to Cindy. If she really was there, what did that mean? What would I say? How would I act? What would I do?
There was no time for thinking now, I rounded the corner of the barn. I looked over alongside the barn and there was a small porch area with a bench swing. The swing was moving slowly back and forth. Cindy was sitting in the middle of it. I could see her dainty legs pushing on the ground beneath her to keep the swing slowly moving.