Newsworthy

[deWrack]

This one has the potential to grow exponentially...
Jim Newman is a political writer for a local newspaper in the mid-south, USA. Bible belt country. He (I) is a 38-year old divorcee who has kids that live close but not too close. More notably, he's engaged again, and lives with his girlfriend, who is 34.
It's early summer, and local elections have just run their course. The next general election isn't for another 18 months or so, which leaves him with plenty of downtime. His newspaper, which covers an area of about 30,000 people, has brought in a pair of summer interns. One is named Donna Malick. She's 21, nearing her final year of Journalism school, and is built like a centerfold model. Brown hair, large brown eyes, with large, round breasts and strong but slender legs to compliment her top half.
The other intern is a girl named Anna Fordham. Anna is blonde, with straight hair, blue eyes and is very slender. A former high school cheerleader in high school, she is more intellectual than Donna. She's quieter, and she's the daughter of the local high school's principal.
Throughout the summer, it gradually becomes apparent that Anna and Jim have several things in common, primarily their love for literature. On a trip to a local book store one muggy evening, that turns to something further. Anna just completed her freshman year of college, and has just turned 19.
Due to the Fordham family presence in the community, Stephen happens to know (or at least suspect on solid report) that all isn't on the level with the family's public image. Anna's mother, the principal, MaryAnne Fordham, has on several occasions in the past had 'extra credit' sessions for student-athletes in academic trouble.
Though none of these can be confirmed, Jim has met and talked with MaryAnne enough to know that it wouldn't surprise him at all.
Anna's father, Mitchell Fordham, is a local attorney, and is rarely at home.
Meanwhile, Jim's fiance, Deidra, has something else going on that Jim has no clue of.

This is what I need, in descending order of necessity ...
1 female to write and play the role of Anna Fordham
1 female to write and play the role of Deidra Maxwell, Jim's fiance
1 Male to to play the role of Mitchell Fordham
1 female to play the role of MaryAnne Fordham
1 female to play the role of Stephanie Fordham, Anna's high-school aged sister
Males to play other reporters or writers, as well as Jim's editor
1 female to play Donna Malick

pm me with ideas or 'bids' on the characters...

 

[deWrack]

Jim Newman

With Anna in the passenger seat of his car, Jim wondered exactly how this situation had come to be, and - more importantly in the next 10 minutes - where on earth he planned to take it.
They'd traded novels, they'd shared opinions as co-workers, but when he parked the car at 7-11 to go inside and get coffee, Anna followed closely. She had prepared for the evening correctly. Her usual work attire of a business suit while wearing her hair down had been replaced today by a long-sleeved green shirt, semi-tight blue jeans and casual shoes.
He turned around, and she was almost on top of him.
"Do you want anything?" he asked.
She smiled up at him and he knew the answer, but was surprising even himself with his hesitance to make a first move.
"No, I'm alright."
They left the store and went back to his car, 20 miles away from the bookstore the whole evening was planned to visit.
"So, what do you want to do now? You want to head back to your car at the office, or do you want to do something else?"
The only thing he could think of ... he almost didn't want to think of. This was Anna Fordham, for chrissake. She didn't have affairs with men pushing 40, especially nearly married men.
He pulled out of the parking lot and made his way back toward the interstate.
"I'm in no hurry," she said, almost dismissively, he noticed. "Wherever you want to go."
In a move that was almost instinctive to his high school days, Jim made his way to a backroad, as far off the interstate as he could get.
Anna sat all but silently for some time, before speaking up.
"You know, if you don't start talking I'm just going to have to lean over the middle of this and kiss you."
That was it. There was no WAY it could be this simple....could it?
There was a wide spot ahead, and he quickly jerked his car over to the right and put it in park.
He turned to her.
"Are you serious?"
She'd heard his banter in the newsroom for some time, apparently. She responded with one of his group's trademark answers.
"I'm dead serious, Napoleon."
He turned to her slender body, her shirt tucked into her jeans, and pulled her over top of him in the driver's seat. It was a feeling he'd forgotten almost...making out ... in a CAR?!?!?!?!
Fully clothed, she ground herself onto his cock as he reclined his seat. He slid his hands into the back of her pants and felt her smooth ass parted by a tiny thong.
Yes, she'd prepared.
He began to move his hands toward the front of her body, their tongues twisting with each other's.
"I'm not there, yet," she said, the first sign of resistance on her behalf since he picked her up at the end of her shift this evening.
"Sorry," he said, still half-afraid and 110 percent turned on. He went back to kissing her and massaging her taut, well sculpted rear end.
"I didn't say you couldn't get me there," she panted...and lowered her hands from his hair to his belt.

 

[DangerousBeauty]

Deidra Maxwell

Deidra checked the clock. He wasn't there yet. He should have been there hours ago, but he'd called from the office and told her something had come up. A story had broken and he couldn't just ignore it. He'd said he'd make it up to her.

Dinner sat on the table, cold for more than an hour now. She didn't want to call him again. She didn't want to be that woman. But he really should have been there already.

Deidra stood up and paced the floor, her green silk dress hugging her curves, the bodice of her dresss molding to her ample breasts with each breast she took. Her normally pale, porcelain skin was growing redder with frustration by the moment and her green eyes were shooting fire to match the flame color of her hair.

He had never done this before. Their time together was precious. They both realized that. She adjusted the bracelet around her wrist, turning it slowly, its gold color glinting in the low light.

Where was he?

Finally, she heard keys in the door and she jumped. Turning on her heel, she smoothed her dress and checked herself in the mirror before going to the entryway, her green heel contrasting against the pale tan carpet.

"Where have you been? I've only got a few hours before Jim comes back from assignment and I'd hoped to do more than just fuck you before going home."

Tom Andrews stepped inside and looked at her, a smile lighting his face. As Jim's editor, Tom knew exactly where Jim was and whom he was with.

"Darling, I don't think that'll be much of a problem tonight," he said, stepping toward her and pulling her in for a kiss. "But that part about fucking sounded especially good."

 

[deWrack]

Jim Newman

Jim was watching a svelte, 19-year old former valedictorian turned-southern sorority sister slither under his steering wheel with her barely 100-pound body and engulf his cock. He's never quite realized how large Anna's bottom lip was.
Until now ... damn was every entire element of this about to make him blow a nu right down her white-bread throat!
He didn't like her when she began working at the paper. He knew her family, and didn't particularly care for her parents ... and somehow, he couldn't get that irony out of his mind at this moment.
Anna bobbed up and down, awkwardly under the steering wheel, which gave her little room to maneuver. But something about it look odd to him, still.
He leaned back and ran his palm back from her cheek to the back of head alongside her pulled-back hair, feeling the head of his dick pressing against his hand as he did so.
'Ahhhhhhhh......God, that's good, Anna.'
She looked up at him, popped his cock out of her mouth, smiled slyly and drolly noted...
'There's plenty more where this comes from.'
She smiled again, and buried her face into his pubic hair, sliding him into the back of her throat. He gently caressed her hair with his right hand as she slathered his cock with her tongue.
'Damn, Anna...I want you on top of me. I want to fuck you.'
Poor wording, poor timing, but it would cost him little this night.
'No, not yet. I'm not there yet,' she said again. 'I want to taste you when you ...cum...in my mouth.'
He thought of it only for a second, chalking it up to confined area of the car and the fact that every time this girl had likely had sex in the past it had involved $100 wine, roses and a party dress.
She took his dick in her thin right hand and stroked it as she lapped at its head and tip. That always drove his crazy in a half-ticklish way that - if it didn't cause him to lose an erection - frequently led to a heavy splash of jizz.
For the first time in the evening he got pushy, but only in a way that egged her on.
'Put it back in your mouth, Anna...suck it good for me."
She eagerly did as he demanded, and slid him in her mouth so that his head scraped her lip and the inside of her cheek before resting against her flattened tongue.
She began quickly moving up and down on him, her lips loosening and tightening around his shaft as it began to pulse.
Three seconds later he jerked once, then again inside her mouth, coating her tongue and splashing her throat with his thick cum. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth enough that his last spurt came outward and down her full bottom lip.
She chuckled, and wiped him off with two slender fingertips, and crawled on top of him. Their faces less than an inch apart, she reminded him of something he'd overlooked or simply not allowed himself to think prior to now.
'I'm catholic, remember?' she smiled, giving him a playful peck on the lips. 'I'm also a virgin catholic.'
Jim didn't know whether to rejoice or cry, and for a split second he'd wished he had picked up her mom that evening instead of her.
'As in never, ever virgin?'
'As in not yet virgin,' she replied, this time kissing him deeply, winding her tongue along with his. 'The summer's just starting though. I think there's plenty of books we need to read together ... don't you?'
She ground her obviously hot and wet pussy against his still exposed cock.
'Without a doubt,' he answered. 'We should start our own library.'

 

[deWrack]

Ooc

We've now set the roles for Jim, Deidre, Anna, and a fourth, male role to be made apparent sometime today.
We're still looking for females for the roles of Donna (21 or 22 year-old intern news writer), Anna's mother (late 40s-ish MILF-style high school principal with a doctorate), Anna's younger sister (Fresh 18-year old) and any various reporters of either gender; friends of Jim's, high school athletes, local politicians, etc.
PM me with your ideas, or feel free to add to the thread with your character in this world.

 

[wordsmith_11]

Tom Andrews reluctantly released Deidra from his arms. She smelt so good, and the warmth of her body against his always stirred his dick.

Handing Deidra bouquet of tulips, he flashed her his best grin and said, 'Sorry I'm late, darling. Hope these are some comfort. Though I do have certain other ways of comforting you. Especially when you look so damn beautiful in that green dress, hugging your tits and bringing out that flush in your cheeks.'

Tom's green eyes winked at her as he began unfastening his tie. His black, pin-striped suit fitted his tall, broad shouldered frame impeccably. The salt and pepper hair added more distinction to his handsome, strong features.

His nose caught the scent of food, and casting a lingering look at her cleavage, asked 'So, darling, what's on the menu tonight?'

 

[DangerousBeauty]

"Sorry I'm late, darling. Hope these are some comfort. Though I do have certain other ways of comforting you. Especially when you look so damn beautiful in that green dress, hugging your tits and bringing out that flush in your cheeks."

Deidra took the flowers and brought them to her nose, her eyes closing as she breathed in their scent. Mmmmm, tulips. They were her favorites, although she'd never told him. She wondered if Jim had mentioned it sometime.

"Thank you, darling. I love them," she said and watched him begin to undo his tie. He looked so sexy in his suit. She wanted to fuck him in his office one day. Just walk in there and hike up her skirt and ride his gorgeous cock, her hands moving over his suit.

Running a hand through his hair, she licked her lips and smiled when he asked about dinner.

"Well, it was filet mignon with purple smashed potatoes and asparagus. But unfortunately, it's a tad overdone by now," she said, stepping into the kitchen and taking the plates from the oven, showing him the dried out beef and overcooked vegetables. "But we do still have dessert," she murmured, grabbing a plate of strawberries and warmed chocolate sauce and leading him to the living room.

 

[wordsmith_11]

"But we do still have dessert," she murmured, grabbing a plate of strawberries and warmed chocolate sauce and leading him to the living room.

Tom tried desperately not to appear too eager to follow Deidra's pert butt into the living room. But the way her dress hugged her curves - and the sway of her hips in her heels! - had already started to harden his cock.

When she paused to lay the plate on the coffee table, he walked up behind her, and placed his hands on her hips. Gently, but insistently, pulling her into him, he lowered his mouth to her neck, brushing his lips across her skin, and whispering 'Are you thinking what I'm thinking about that chocolate sauce?'

Tom began to lighly nibble at Deidra's neck as his hardening cock pressed into her butt. His right hand had begun wandering upwards, towards those gorgeous tits, whilst his left was tracing a path south....

 

[DangerousBeauty]

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking about that chocolate sauce?"

His hands on her body and his hard cock pressed against her caused her to moan. She loved when he did this. When he got so aroused he couldn't keep his hands off of her. They'd been sleeping together for months. Her fiance was none-the-wiser, despite the fact that Tom was his (and her) boss.

"If you're thinking you want to cover me in it, then yeah, we're definitely thinking the same thing."

 

[wordsmith_11]

Tom's right hand was tracing the valley between Deidra's breasts as he murmured his response,

'I want to cover your curvy body with that chocolate, but only if I can lick it up. All of it. Till you're burning with desire.'

His thick cock was nestled in between Deidra's warm butt cheeks as he pinched her nipple for emphasis. Damn, he thought, her husband is missing out on a colossal scale. But Tom was more than ready to fill the breach...

 

[DangerousBeauty]

"I want to cover your curvy body with that chocolate, but only if I can lick it up. All of it. Till you're burning with desire."

Deidra moaned and turned her body to face Tom. Stepping back, she smiled at him and licked her lips, pushing her dress off her shoulders and onto the floor where it pooled around her feet. Unhooking the front clasp of her bra, her breasts spilled free and she watched his eyes widen at the sight of them. She loved when that happened. As if he'd never seen them before. The first time they fucked, he couldn't stop kissing her breasts, worshipping them, talking about how big they were, how he'd never been with anyone with tits like hers before.

"You like what you see, Tom?" she asked and turned her ass to him, bending over and pushing off her panties. Wiggling her hips at him, she stood up and turned around, standing before him in just her thigh-highs and heels, aching for his touch.

 

[wordsmith_11]

Tom let out a low, guttural mode as Deidra exposed those glorious tits. Full, round, firm, her pale skin dotted with freckles like tiny spots of honey. Those nipples seeming to wink at him, begging him to touch them.

He almost froze when she slid off her panties. Her sweet ass wiggling, the inside of her thighs glistening with a trace of moisture. Damn, she must be wet.

The sight of her standing naked, completely exposed for him, wanting him, caused a massive tent in his trousers. Hurriedly, Tom removed his shirt, pants, and socks, so that his erect cock stood pointing up at Deidra's tits.

'I love what I see, darling.' Taking a step toward her, he brushed a hand across a nipple, loving her intake of breath. He cupped her butt and gave it a squeze...

 

[DangerousBeauty]

Deidra stifled a giggle as Tom hurriedly undressed. Sometimes he was like a teenager. Afraid that if he didn't fuck her immediately, she'd change her mind. She'd not once changed her mind, but she really did love his enthusiasm for her and her body.

"I love what I see, darling."

She moaned as his hands found her breast and ass. She craved his hands on her when he wasn't around. When they were at work, she'd finger herself under her desk, imagining him under there, licking her pussy. Slowly, she slid her hand down his body and wrapped it around his cock, stroking him roughly, watching his face.

"God, I missed you today, baby. I'm so wet for you. I wanted to come into your office today, but you were in meetings all day and all I wanted was a quick fuck." Grinning she dropped to her knees and enveloped him in her mouth.

 

[wordsmith_11]

Deidra's hand on his dick felt infinitely better than his own hand when he lay imagining her sucking him. And he imagined that any time he could. Hell, even in the toilet cubicle at work.

Tom's eyes widened as Deidra sank to her knees. 'I'm so wet for you. I wanted to come into your office today, but you were in meetings all day.'

'Darling, pull the bloody fire alarm next time. I'll fuck your wet pussy right on the meeting room table.'

As her lips closed around his throbbing dick, he moaned. Gently placing his hands on her head, and running his fingers through her luscious red hair, massaging her scalp. One hand reached low, finding the globe of her tit, and he began to circle in wide, slow, traces with his thumb. Slowly, the circles became smaller, until he was tracing around her now erect nipple.

Tom began to thrust his throbbing cock into Deidra's greedy mouth. He loved her swirling tongue playing with his thickness. 'God, baby, we should do this at work sometime.'

 

[DangerousBeauty]

"Darling, pull the bloody fire alarm next time. I'll fuck your wet pussy right on the meeting room table."

Deidra smiled up at him, her tongue sliding around the head of his glorious cock before sliding down his length. Her mouth wrapped around his shaft and she began deep-throating him, bobbing her head up and down his cock. She loved the feel of his hand in her hair. It aroused her almost as much as the other on her breast. When he finally began tracing around her nipple, she moaned against him and moved her mouth faster, one hand wrapping around him at the base and stroking as she sucked him.

"God, baby, we should do this at work sometime."

Pulling her mouth from his dick with an audible pop, she continued stroking him, moving down to lick his balls. "Anytime, baby. I'll fuck you anytime, anywhere," she said before sucking his balls into her mouth.

 

[wordsmith_11]

Her mouth wrapped around his shaft and she began deep-throating him, bobbing her head up and down his cock.

Tom looked down in ecstasy at Deidra's full lips sliding up and down his throbbing cock. Her mouth was so warm and her saliva coated his member, allowing him to press deep into her throat.

He began to tease her hard nipple, brushing over it with varying degrees of pressure. Occasionally, placing it between thumb and forefinger and squeezing.

"Anytime, baby. I'll fuck you anytime, anywhere," she said before sucking his balls into her mouth.

'Darling, I look forward to challenging that promise. Especially if you suck on my balls like that wherever we are.'

Tom's fingers continued to run through her hair, even as he pressed his shaft in Deidra's face. Pre-cum began to ooze from his dick as he began pinching Deidra's erect nipple and pulling on her hair with increased urgency...

 

[DangerousBeauty]

Deidra pulled her mouth from his balls and stared up at him, licking her lips. Her pussy was dripping wet and her clit was throbbing. His fingers squeezing her nipples had driven her to distraction and she needed him to fuck her ... now.

Standing up, she kissed him, wrapping her arms around his body and holding him close. She felt his cock press against her and moaned, feeling oh so close to where she wanted him. Her breasts against his furred chest and she finally broke the kiss, her breathing ragged.

"I need you inside me," she said, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard," she said, pointing at the wall.

 

[Thumos]

Mitchell Fordham

Mitchell Fordham
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"This damned traffic is going to make me late again," thought Mitchell. His late meeting of the day ran long, and since the client is the boss, it had taken place over an hour away in the next city over.

Getting steamed up wasn't going to solve anything, he decided, and instead tuned in some music and dialed home to leave a message for MaryAnne.

"Hi, honey. You know what this message means. I figure that it will be another couple of hours, maybe three, before I get home. Don't wait dinner. If you or the girls want to get ahold of me, just ring up. I'm not going anywhere."

Mitchell checked his messages - panicked pleas from various associates, the usual. Well, it could wait until tomorrow. Now to just settle in and keep sane in traffic.

 

[deWrack]

Jim Newman

With Anna (a VIRgin???, he thought) back and safely buckled into her passenger seat, Jim restarted the car.
"Where to now?" he said, then chuckled. He realized there was really little else to prove on this night, and it still wasn't late by any stretch of the imagination. He was so used to sexual activity coming at the end of the day that it amused him to understand - for the first time - that like it or not, he was now officially having an affair.
"I've got to be at the office early tomorrow, and I was supposed to make dinner at the house," Anna said. "So I should probably be getting home."
Jim was a bit surprised at this 'chore' she'd put off. He knew things in her family were pretty rigid, but come on...she was in town for the summer, not a high school kid that needed to do chores so she could get the car this Friday night.
"Well, why didn't you tell me you had stuff to do?" he asked. "We could have done this some other night."
She grunted in disbelief. She seemed to be feigning anger.
"You think you're so hot that it didn't matter what kind of mood I was in tonight, that you could just pick me up and have me blow you any day of the week, huh?"
'Backpeddle, Newman' he thought.
"No, not at all, I..."
She cut him off.
"I'm teasing you," she said, smiling at him and resting her head on his right shoulder. Moving her voice to a whisper, she told him what he'd been wondering for weeks.
"I've been thinking about doing that - under your desk actually - for almost a month," she said.
"You've only been there a month," he responded.
"Started about the first time you said 'Hello' to me."
Jim couldn't believe his was taking this girl back to her car. But he had his own things to take care of. In particular how to get the noteworthy smell of Anna's perfume out of the car before he got home.
They talked for the remainder of the 15 minute trip back to the office. He came to the understanding that Anna wasn't exactly a big fan of her mom, either. Apparently Anna wasn't too fond of her mom's drinking habits and the fact that she was rather, 'loose' as she put it.
Jim nodded in understanding and feigned surprise when she told him these things. Everyone who knew anything in the area knew these things.

The next week was going to be problematic for them to gain momentum in meeting. Their shifts were such that they weren't going to have lunch together anytime soon, and Deidra was going to be home much of the time he was off work. Knowing this, he proposed they meet in four days, a Monday when he had the day off and she was getting off early in the day.

Of course, this didn't account for the time they were going to see each other in the news room. Nor did it do anything to curb the visions he was already having of her peeking out from under his desk with his cock in her mouth.

 

[deWrack]

Ooc

Almost got it filled...looking for a female to play the role of Anna's mother, the slutty rich principal with a drinking issue, MaryAnne.....pm me if interested.

 

[Thumos]

Mitchell Fordham

"Finally," thought Mitchell as he pulled off at his exit. The last few blocks to home went quickly - a relief after the traffic.

He noticed the dark house and wondered where everyone had gone. He parked, entered the house - no one. The note on the kitchen table said "Mitch, Stepanie will be out with her team until late. I should be back before too long, but don't wait up."

Mitchell wondered from where MaryAnne was going to be "back before too long," but decided he was too tired to think about it. He threw the note out and left another "OK, I might be around or out taking a stroll." No word on Anna, though. Probably late at work. He made a mental note to try to schedule some more family time before the girls all left home for good.

A search of the fridge revealed some leftover ham, so he put together a sandwich, and went upstairs, shutting off lights as he went. It wasn't too dark yet, and the "save power" guilt messages on the radio had sunk in.

The sandwich lasted about as long as he needed to read some mail and then Mitchell stripped off he poor wilted suit, took a quick shower, and changed into a t-shirt and shorts.

His eyes were heavy. A nap sounded good, better than that stroll he had planned. Since he'd always been a very light sleeper, Mitchell knew he'd hear anyone coming in and could get up to meet them. He closed the door and shut off the light. Soon the house was dark and silent again.

 

[Morrigu]

Anna Fordham

Pulling onto the drive, the house was in darkness.

“At least no explanations needed for my lateness tonight” thought Anna. A smile twitching at the corner of her lips.

Raising her fingers to her nose, she could still smell him. Tongue pressing against the tip of a finger and she could still taste him. Four more days until she would feel his cock filling her mouth again…….Far too long.

Shaking her head, Anna stepped out of her car and walked towards the house.

There was something about Jim that could make this a very interesting summer.

 

[wordsmith_11]

Tom's eyes stayed fixed on Deidra's as she rose off her knees. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as he pulled her hips into his. His throbbing cock pressed urgently at her wet pussy lips, the thick head coated in her juices. With tiny motions of the hips, he began sliding it up and down her sex.

Her breasts pressed against his chests, her hard nipples tickling his skin. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard," she said, pointing at the wall.

His breath now coming as ragged as hers, her legs wrapped around his waist, Tom carried Deidra to the nearest wall. He pressed his hips forward, pinning hers to the wall. Grunting, his hands supporting her butt, his thick shaft located her wet pussy. Slowly, making full use of her juices, he slid his cock in. Her pussy was like a warm, wet glove on his manhood. He closed his eyes and began to increase the pace....

 

[DangerousBeauty]

Deidra nearly wept as Tom's cock slid inside her. He filled her completely on his first stroke and they stopped for a moment, letting her adjust to him inside her. Finally, he began to pump into her, stroking his large cock in and out of her tight pussy. His hands gripped her ass and his grunts and groans filled her ears, filled the room along with her own moans of pleasure and the sounds of their breathing.

Deidra loved ... absolutely loved ... fucking Tom. She wanted more of him and pulled him tighter to her, tightening her legs around his waist, her breasts pressed tight against his chest, his hair tickling her nipples.

"Oh, God, yes, baby, fuck me!"

 

[deWrack]

Jim

Jim had told Deidra that he was going to go to a baseball game that night, hence allowing him time to be away from the house unscanned. He'd thought that since it was still reasonably early he may want to put in an appearance at the local minor league park. Just in case anybody who knew both she and him would be asked by Deidra if they had seen him.

It's funny, he thought, how if he hadn't 'planned' for something to happen with he and Anna, why had he gone to such lengths to create such a good setup?

By the time he got to the gates they weren't even charging admission, which was nice. He grabbed a beer and headed for a bleacher seat to relax with his thoughts.

It was hot as fuck outside, and muggier than hell too, he thought as he sipped his Miller Lite.

Taste great. Less filling.....what the hell ever.

His thoughts never followed him into the small stadium. They were fixed on the floor under the driver's seat of his car, with Anna feasting on a mouthful of his dick.

"How in the world is that girl a virgin?" he asked out loud to no one.
Better yet, how was he going to crack whatever code she'd programmed into herself to keep from breaking the seal, he thought.
Conventional means - alcohol, pledges of undying affection and loyalty, etc - were not going to work. There wasn't enough time for them to develop a truly deep relationship before she'd again leave for school, and she was too high brow to fall for the old fraternity mickey bit.

Then again, maybe he wasn't going to have to crack any code, he thought. Maybe ... just maybe... she was looking for a reason to move ahead in her physical life, and that was the reason she chose HIM this summer.

Before he knew it Jim watched as the roughly 2,500 people in attendance started heading for the gates. He stood up, took notice of the final score on the board in center field, and made his way to the parking lot.

Hopefully Deidra had made dinner.