"For Pete's sake, Mike...you're starting to soundlike my father!"
"Well, I'm not going to apologize for that. I still think you're too good for him...as much as he probably feels he's too good for YOU, but anyway--"
"I don't have time to listen to this nonsense--"
"Nikki, I'm telling you the TRUTH here! I don't think you should be going with him to the late show tonight--"
"Mike, I don't care WHAT you say...He's gonna be here in a few minutes to pick me up and take me to the movies...and we're gonna have a great time! So PLEASE, don't worry about me..."
Davy and Nicole arrived at Regal Cinema 17, a nice local drive-in movie place. He paid her way via the admission, popcorn, and sodas...the whole nine yards. She thought within herself, "Davy IS a gentleman...just like I knew he'd be!! What was Mike THINKING about?? He doesn't really know Davy that well to be talking about 'im!!"
"Hey...you're lookin' serious over there! What are you thinking about, Nicole?"
"<"snapping out of it"> Oh, nothing Davy. It's okay. You can call me 'Nikki' if you want...that's what everybody calls me--"
" Nicole could feel her heart beating faster inside of her as he touched her face.
"May I kiss you?"
Still in her little dreamworld, speechless, all she
could do was nod her head. He leaned over to kiss her
with his arms around her. His lips were warm and
tasted so sweet. He REALLY knew how to kiss her.
Then, his hand went from her waist up to her chest
area...almost touching her breasts. "Uh-oh..." Nicole
thought to herself, and withdrew from his kiss. She
looked at the floor of the passenger seat, licking her
lips and readjusting her blouse to its original position.
"What's wrong, Nicole?"
"Um...Davy... "You MUST know that I would never do anything to
hurt you, honey..."
Eventually, Davy and Nicole found themselves in the
back seat of his car. After fumbling in his
pantpockets in the dark, he managed to find a condom
and put it on. Davy reached underneath Nicole's
skirt, pulling off her underwear. She leaned back as
he climbed on top of her, making his entrance.
Nicole held on tight to Davy and flinched, because
she was too small. "Just relax, honey...we'll go nice
and slow..." he said to her, feeling her tense
muscles. "It's gonna be all right..." he continued,
while stroking her hair.
" While he was kissing her neck, she could feel
herself getting wetter...and that made it easier for
Davy to glide in and out of her. For Nicole, she
couldn't believe this was happening. It WASN'T
rape--she consented, and he didn't force himself upon
her. It felt really good after a while though...she
let him know by nibbling on his earlobe, moaning his
name. Davy had his head buried in her neck, enjoying
her scent and then he looked at her. "I love you," he
said. But she was incoherent.
He buried his head in her chest this time, moaning
her name. They could have brought their pleasure to a
breathtaking climax, but Nicole decided not to. Each
time Davy brought more of himself into her, she
thought of Mike...their friendship...their arguments,
especially the one they had before Davy picked her up
for their date tonight...and then Davy's moments of
flirting with the cheerleaders in the cafeteria weeks
before...
Fear of "infidelity" on Davy's part started to haunt Nicole.
"Davy...I...I think we need to STOP..."
Surprised by what she just said, he asked, "What?"
"Please stop, Davy...I can't go through with this--"
He withdrew and got up from her> What's going on,
Nicole?"
"I--I THOUGHT I was ready to go til the end...but I just can't. I'm sorry."
"No, Detecting a sense of disappointment in his voice, Nicole said, "I hope you'll understand--" as she gathered her things.
"Maybe we should go back to our seats and take you
home...It's gettin' late..."
When Nicole got home, she pressed the button on her
answering machine to replay the messages she received.
She got one from Mike: "Nikki...give me a call. I
don't care how late it is... Call me back. Bye. Removing her clothes and crying, she said aloud, "I
don't want to talk about it..."
Nicole finally got into bed, but couldn't get any
rest. She felt trapped--damned for not going "all the
way"...because she and Davy really didn't talk that
much to each other on the way back home...and damned
for "doing it" in the FIRST place, since she was no
longer a virgin...and felt like she gave a piece of
her soul to someone who might not have loved her in the
same way she did for him.
