The Hitchhiker

[Siren's Voice]

Somewhere in Oklahoma, sometime in the 30's...

Dust settled over the road like a fine mist, washing color from the landscape. I looked down at the faded blue of my dress as I brushed my long dark hair from my blue eyes. I needed to attract attention. To help my cause, I raised a cowboy boot clad foot and let it rest on my guitar case. The sundress fell away, revealing a long, tanned leg.

I was Mary Jo Washburn, 19 years old and recent escapee from Dry Wash, OK. - population 362, now 361.

This morning I had gotten as far as the state highway and here I waited, waited for my adventure to begin. My spirits rose as I spotted another cloud of dust on the horizon.

OOC: I'd love to work with someone I haven't before and this story can go just about anywhere. Surprise me!

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill Hunter

ooc: if this start works for you I would love to give it a try.

ic: Bill Hunter - 30's 6' 1" handsome by most standards, dark brown eyes, longish sandy hair, short beard, a little unkept from several days on the road. Like so many in these dark times until recently unemployed. Last week I threw everything I owned (wasn't much) into the back of an old truck I "borrowed" from the old lady who had let me crash on her back porch back in Richmond, Virginia, my hometown. I had little money but my Uncle had a job for me in LA if I could get there. So having no other way I left the sweet woman who had befriended me, fed me and generally saved my life a promissary note for twice what the truck was worth. Hell since her husband died a year ago nobody had driven the thing anyway. I hope she didn't report it stolen and get the law on me, but what the hell at least jail is warm and they feed regular. But where the hell am I now? NOthing but flat land and dust far as I can see. Hope I am going west at least. MAy as well just drive off a cliff if i don't make it to my Uncle's on time. Damn looks like someone up ahead hitchhiking, maybe they can help me find my way outta this god awful country. Wow, jackpot pretty young girl needing a ride. This trip might just be looking up Bill old boy.

I pulled alongside the road, popped open the door and almost couldn't speak as I got my first good look at her blue eyes staring up at me. Her sundress revealed a hell of a shapely body and her nicely shaped and tanned leg with the little thigh showing really caught my attention.

"Hi, ma'am, where you heading? For that matter, where in God's country are we anyway? I seemed to have gone and got myself lost." I said in the friendliest most non-threatening manner I could manage, not wanting to frighten her away.

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

He looked friendly enough. Handsome too. He was big though, that's for sure. I'm just a shade over five foot, six inches myself, but I was small boned. Slight. "Most of your weight done gone into your chest," my mamma had said that summer of my growth spurt. I made my decision and said, "I'm headed wherever you are, mister."

I shouldered my bag and lifted my guitar case into the back of the truck.

"And you, sir, are in the fine state of Oklahoma," I said as I swung into the cab of the truck, closing the door. "Pretty much smack dab in the middle of the state. I don't reckon I know the name of this here road. We've always just called it the state highway. I do know that you are headed west towards Texas, Amarillo, I think. My daddy took it to go there once when I was seven. You took funny, sir. Where are you from and what's your name? I'm Mary Jo from Dry Wash. It's a little hiccup of a town about half a day's walk from here."

I paused to take a breath and realized I wasn't letting the man get a word in edgewise. I colored to the tops of my ears.

"Sorry, sir. I do tend to go on. Besides it's been a long time since I talked to anyone new."

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill Hunter

"I'm headed wherever you are, mister."

Wow does that mean what I think it means? I thought as lustful thoughts filled my head. It had been awhile since I had been alone with a woman younger then 80, let alone had any physical contact. I hoped she wanted to go all the way to LA with me. Would mean several nights sleeping together under the stars.

My head was spining, barely heard the rest of what she said as she jumped into the cab of the old pickup. I sure noticed those legs of hers though as the sundress she was wearing slid up when it caught on the seat. I was even treated to a glimsp of her cotton panties before she realized she was about to show me the whole candy store and pulled the hem down enough to be just barely decent.

Her's was the first accent from this area I had heard. Sounded kind of sexy after spending most of my life listening to the citified southern drawl of the Richmond woman I had known. The young country girl had captivated me. Clearly showing through her surface innocence was a raw sensuality that she made no effort to conceal.

"I'm William Hunter, ma'am and I hail from the Commonwealth of Virginia. Most folks just call me Bill. Glad to hear I am heading west. I have a good job waiting on me in Los Angeles, California. If'n I can get there on time that is. Never been west of Tennesee before ma'am. My Daddy always said if you couldn't find it in Virginny, it weren't worth having. Course Daddy didn't know nothing bout depressions. He had a job every day of his life. Well I as you can see us Virginians can go on a piece too. Sorry ma'am."

Damn thinking about my father and this damn depression and being out of work for so long almost brought tears to my eyes. I figured wherever my daddy was, heaven or hell, he was ashamed of his son. He always said a man ain't a man if'n he
don't do an honest days work. Fuck his old country wisdom anyway! He never had to deal with a depression and be reduced to taking handouts from lonely old ladies. Well here I was sitting next to a pretty young thing, headed for greener pastures and ready to take back my manhood.

"So you want to see the Pa-ci-fic Ocean, little lady?"

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

"The Pacific Ocean? I saw it once in a picture show over in Guthrie. Looked like a whole big expanse of flat grey. Liked the palm trees though. I aim to see California though, Mr. Hunter. Plan to see lots of things all over this great country of ours..."

The windows were down on the truck and it blew my hair around so that I could barely see through the black cloud. Reaching into my satchel, I pulled out a length of frayed pink ribbon and tied my hair back. All of this caused me to let go of my dress, which I had been holding demurely around my legs. "Nothing wrong with a little teasing, just as long as you're not a hussy about it," my mamma always said. Of course as soon as I let go, the skirt of my dress blew up, revealing a heck of a lot more than leg. I blushed to the tops of my ears.

Mr. Bill Hunter noticed me and that's a fact. A good thing except that it caused him to swerve into the other lane of traffic. I grabbed my dress and the wheel at the same time. Don't know what I was thinking, seeing as I didnt know how to drive. Luckily Mr. Hunter seemed to have the skills to right the wrong that his lack of attention had caused. I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him.

"...I'm a singer you see. A regular traveling minstral. At least I will be once I travel somewhere. What?!"

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill Hunter

DAMN! Just when things are looking up, new job, pretty lady, I go and nearly get myself killed!

"Sorry ma'am! Sure is hard keeping both eyes on the road when I have such a purty thing sitting next to me. Would you mind if I pulled over to catch my breath? Something about staring down that gasoline truck makes me think it is time for a leetle break here."

Without waiting for her response I pulled the old pickup way off the road. So damn flat there it was hard to tell exactly where the road ended.

"Well I'll be you ain't seen either ocean then I 'spect. You in for a treat ma'am. I think the ocean may be bout the only thing I can think of right now purtier then you in that dress. Course I only seen the Atlantic, but I 'spect it is bout the same as that there other'n in California. Anyway, I aiming to find out real soon now."

Don't know what it was but it seemed the more time I spent with Miss Mary Jo, the more my old country southern speech patterns came back. I had been in the city a long time now. Daddy moved us there when I was 15. In fact Mary Jo reminded me a lot of the older neighbor girl we had in our first city house. Many a night I spent under my covers thinking about getting a look at her panties. Good thing Momma wasn't right about that goin blind thing. I thought she would never quit yelling the day she walked in on me whilst I had my hand wrapped around my thingie as she always called it. I know I'm a might bigger then Daddy and I was just about to shoot off my load so I 'spect it was the biggest one she had ever seen. I was so embarassed I didn't even want to be naked with myself for a month.

"So you ok ma'am? What was it you was saying about being a singer?"

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

“Why sure, I’m a singer! My mamma said I’ve got a voice like a horny angel, sweet with just a little bit of lust. I can pick words out of the air too. Twist em together in my mind and they come out soundin’ special. Here, let me show you…”

I didn’t get my guitar. I just let my voice ring out, harmonizing with the wind…

Lots of folks back East, they say, is
leavin' home every day,
Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line.
'Cross the desert sands they roll, gettin' out of that
old dust bowl,
They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl, but here's
what they find --
Now, the police at the port of entry say,
"You're number fourteen thousand for
today."*

I caught the look on Mr. Hunter’s face, realizing it wasn’t the nicest thing to sing.

“Sorry. Sometimes I can sure step in it when I’m not thinkin’. Anyways, that’s how I’m goin’ to make my living. Singin’ for my supper.”

Looking around, I saw that we had only come about five miles down the state road and that we were very close to the Cimarron. My face broke into a big smile.

“Mr. Hunter, you see those trees over yonder? Well, they hide a big sleepy bend in the Cimarron River, one of the most beautiful places in the world. Fancy a swim?”

* “(If you ain’t got the) Do Re Mi” Woody Guthrie

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill Hunter

Damn second time since I met her I was nearly in tears. What was I doing leaving everything and everyone I ever knowed and heading out to California? Right then I got this feeling I wasn't ever going to see California. I shook it off and turned my attention back to the pretty young thing I hoped would be sleeping in my arms tonight.

"Huh, wow you sing purtty ma'am. By the way my name is Bill and if we gonna spend the next several days together I reckon that we should be on a first name basis. Now as to that swimming hole, is it er private? You see um I don't think I got nothing to swim in 'cepting a um my birthday suit. But it shore enough is hotter'n an iron skillet on Momma's old wood stove and and swim would be mighty good. Now don't get me wrong I ain't suggestion nothing indecent now. I figure if'n it private you could turn your head whilst I undressed and got in the water. Then I will turn my head while you change into your swimmin costume. That way it would be all um proper-like. You could pretend I was wearing trunks and no harm would be done. You think that would be ok?"

I must of turned beet red I was so embarassed suggesting I get nekid in front of a young lady I just met. But hell it was hot and a swim would be great. Thing was I didn't have enough clothes I could be splashing about in a river wearing any of them. So I thought what the hell, worse that can happen is is slaps me and gets out the truck.

"So I reckon I ought to pull the truck behind them there bushes so nobdoy gets curious like about what we a doing. <still blushing>"

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

Mr. Bill Hunter must be a right proper gentleman to get so embarressed by the thought of a little skinny dipping. I was deciding I liked him very much. He needed to have a bit of fun, seeing as how my song hurt him so much. Times were hard for everyone and as my mamma always said, "A little fun eases a lot of hardship and even if it don't, it's still fun."

"Sounds like a plan, Bill. Not too many peopled know about this place and most everyone who did, moved away. I reckon nobody will bother us none."

After Bill drove the truck behind the bushes, I jumped out.

"C'mon with ya. This day ain't getting any cooler," I called over my shoulder, already headed for the river.

It was just as I remembered it from two years earlier. Of course the water was lower. This damn drought!

I unbuttoned my dress and let it fall to the ground. My underthings soon joined it. A gasp made me look over my shoulder.

"Oh, it's just a body, Bill. As my mamma always said, 'Everyone's got one'. Besides cool water feels delicious on bare skin."

The smile I gave him was devilish. I waded into the river until I was deep enough to dive under the surface. It did felt delicious indeed. I surfaced and turned around to look at Bill, shading my eyes with my hand, the devilish grin back.

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill

Wow! I felt almost like a schoolboy again watching her run through the grass toward where she said the river was. I jumped out of the truck and followed her. Thoughts of long ago days on my cousin’s tobacco farm back home flooded my brain. Right on the edge of the farm was a little creek ran into the James River. Damn fine little swimming hole for a group of kids. Weren’t no shame in our nakedness then. What did a bunch of 10 and 11 year olds know of shame?
As I caught up to Mary Jo, I was treated to a beautiful site. She was right, that bend in the river was about the most beautiful and inviting site I had seen in some time. That was until Mary Jo dropped her sundress to the ground. I swear her ass was perfect. Had that nice pear shape. Both cheeks plump and full. When her under things followed the dress to the ground, I felt my manhood stir once again. She was a lovely creature and I knew at my first site of her delicious nakedness that I had to have her. I think I knew this from the moment I looked into her eyes but now well I was truly stunned. I couldn’t help myself, I let out an audible gasp that she clearly heard.

She turned to look at me and I got a glimpse her breast. It was pert with a nipple that seemed to invite a man to suckle. I believe I must of turned beat red when she giggled and said something about it being only a body and ran into the water. I be damned if that was only a body. Outside of the prostitutes down on Lee Street, I had only been with two women in my life. Of course the prostitutes are mostly beat up, used up women. Only went there when the urges were just too much to handle on my own. The two ladies I had been lucky enough to share a bed with were ok, but they couldn’t hold a candle to Miss Mary Jo. I doubt many women in this country could match her for pure innocent beauty. To top it off she seemed so free. I guessed that Oklahoma women must just be a might bit less prudish then those from Virginia.

I smiled at her as she splashed around in the cool inviting waters. I wasn’t quite sure what to do. I wanted to strip down and jump in but I was worried that my semi-aroused state might alarm her. In the end her own inviting smile and the little wink she gave me convinced me that it was going to be fine. I quickly striped and dove in, hoping she hadn’t taken note of my condition.

“Wooooo Weeeeeeee! That feels good Miss Mary Jo! You shore had a good idear. I reckon you right about that water on the bare skin too. Feel like all the last few days on the road just washed away.”

I swam over to her and playfully splashed a little of the clear, cool water toward her. I wanted so badly to grab her and hold her and kiss her at that moment.

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

"You splash my again and I'm going to come over there and dunk you!"

He splashed me again.

"Why you!"

I lunged at him, fixing to dunk him. But when my body came into contact with his, something happened. My arms went around his neck, his snaked around my waist and we were kissing. Just like it was meant to happen. The world fell away and all that existed was Bill's mouth on mine. My lips parted and my tongue slid against his. He tasted like temptation itself.

 

[Guest]

Bill

I couldn't believe I was holding this beautiful young woman in my arms. It was the first time I had ever held and kissed a woman outdoors without clothes on. I think I experienced what them dime romance novels called a swoon as our tongues danced. Her skin felt amazing against mine. She was so soft and and warm. The cool clear water moved around us almost unnoticed. The world seemed to no longer exist. It was just her and me, our lips, tongues and skin all there was of any account in this whole land. I pulled her tighter to me and felt her tits press against me. Her nipples hard from the cool water sent chills through my body when the pressed into my chest. As if on auto pilot my hands slid down and cupped her near perfect ass cheeks. Even in the cold water I was now rock hard. She made no attempt to move away even though my manhood was pressing into her soft sensual skin. She sighed into my mouth and I moved my mouth to her ear. As my tongue gently gently teased her earlobe I whispered to the beauty I held tight.

"Mmmmmm your lips are delicious. Your skin is softer then the best material in Miss Hanson's dress shop and your scent is inntoxicating. I want you more then I have ever wanted anything. Come to the shore and make love with me?"

I separated from her and reached for her hand as I turned to the shoreline. My heart raced as I waited to see if she would take my hand. It felt as if it was meant for us to have an erotic union, but what if a kiss was just a kiss, even if we were naked. Had I moved too fast?. Although it had most likely been little more then a second, I felt as if I was waiting hours for her answer.......

 

[kittycathunter]

OOC:

 

[kittycathunter]

OOC: Yep that was me up there. Damn, lost my cookies again, Miss Siren, hee hee! No wonder I was a virgin for so long here.

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

” Come to the shore and make love with me?"

He asked it like a question. As if it wasn’t already a foregone conclusion! Bill Hunter was so desperately sweet that I just knew I had to have him. It had been so long since I had been with a man, at least six months, and I was hotter than an Oklahoma day in August. Without saying a word, I took his hand and led him to shore.

The grass on the bank of the Cimarron was soft and inviting and we fell down to it, beneath the sheltering arms of a weeping willow. He lay on his back, with me at his side and I leaned down to kiss him again, licking and sucking at his lips. Reaching down, I captured one of his hands and guided it to my breasts, shivering as his fingertips brushed against one of my nipples. The touch sent a spark of electricity through me. I responded by breaking off the sweet sensuality of our kiss and moving lower to lap at the little droplets of water that clung to his neck and still lower to graze his nipples with my teeth. My hands roamed everywhere, moving over his body, caressing and taunting his skin with my fingertips and nails.

OOC: Here's a plate of chocolate chip cookies for the next time that happens, Mr. Hunter. *giggle*

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill

As she took my hand I realized I was going to give this amazing woman complete control of me. I had never felt like this before. Now instead of me the big strong man leading the girl, here I was following the most sensual yet somehow innocent person I had ever met to the shore.

As we lay in the soft virgin grass of the riverbank she became a tigress. I gave myself over to her from the moment her lips touched mine. All thought drained from me and disappeared in total eclipse. There was only the feel of the damp grass on my back, the gentle swaying of the huge sheltering willow, the soft sounds of the cool waters of the mighty river and the first moans and pants of lovemaking. But mostly there was Mary Jo! Her skin felt incredible against mine, her touch sent jolts of excitement through me, and her kiss was electrifying! I allowed her to guide me. I say allowed as if I had a choice. Free will was gone only instinct remained and my instinct told me she would lead me to bliss.

She guided my hand to her alabaster breasts. The tan that covered most of her body set off her perfectly shaped orbs and her nipples seemed to float in the middle, drawing me in. I felt her shudder as my fingers grazed her already hard nipple. I soon returned the shudder when her fingernails grazed my ball sack and ran the length of my erection.

Her hands probed my body as if she was mapping it in her mind. I kissed down her delicious slender neck and shoulder reaching her breasts. Unable to contain my lust for her I hungrily kissed her breasts. My tongue found her nipples and I licked around and across them. At that moment I never wanted to take my mouth from her tits. However, I knew if I did not calm down our afternoon would come to an abrupt and disappointing end. My cock rubbing against her was throbbing, my balls already tightening. I lifted my head to speak to her. I hoped she wouldn't think me silly when I realized my eyes were becoming damp with the joy I felt.

"Mary, this is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. I am so happy. Sure enough some angel must have led me to that dusty road back yonder so I could find you."

 

[kittycathunter]

ooc: Thanks for the cookies. How did you know chocolate chip were my favorite kind? Mmmmmmm your cookies are delicious, hee hee.

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

"Mary, this is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. I am so happy. Sure enough some angel must have led me to that dusty road back yonder so I could find you."

“Well, if that ain’t the prettiest thing anyone had ever said to me.”

Bill’s eyes looked all soft and sweet when he said it, too.

“But my name’s Mary Jo. I had two sisters, one named Mary Lou and the other Mary Jane. They all died about three months ago, from diphtheria. My mamma died too.”

Suddenly the day seemed a lot less bright and I felt tears come to my own eyes.

“She’d turn over in her grave if she knew what I was doin’. I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”

I struggled out from under Bill and into my clothes. More embarrassed than I had been in a long time, I turned my back to him and looked out at the river.

“I didn’t mean to tease you none. It’s just been so long since I felt a kind touch from anyone and you are so sweet, Bill. Really you are. Maybe we could wait until I know you a little better.”

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill

Suddenly I was embarrassed. I looked around for my clothes. Both my spirits and my erection were rapidly diminishing. I covered my privates with my hands.

“I’m so sorry Mary Jo. I didn’t mean to err I mean I had no call to err oh damn! Please turn your head while I get decent.”

Tears ran down my face as I hurriedly gathered my clothes and dressed. I had really messed this up and I wasn’t sure how to fix it. Once I was clothed I walked to her and gently touched her shoulder. I caressed her sagging shoulders as I spoke softly and gently to her.

“You got nothing to be sorry for Mary Jo. I shouldn’t have started nothing. I would never want to do nothing to hurt you none. I am sure you momma was right proud of you. You are a fine young woman. Shall we get back on the road to California? I promise I won’t let myself get carried away again. It is just you are the purtiest thing I have ever seen and well I am just a lonely man. I haven’t been with a woman like that since my wife died over a year ago. She took sick when we lost our house to the damn bank…oh you don’t need to hear my sad tale.“

Tears ran down my face as if a faucet had been turned on. I thought of my sweet Sue and how because of this depression I lost her. Fucking heartless bankers! No warm place to sleep and no money for medicine. Well for a few minutes Mary Jo had made me feel like a man again. Now I remembered I was nothing, Sue died on account I couldn’t make a living.

I turned Mary Jo toward me and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek.

“I am truly sorry for your loss and I am honored to know you. Please give me a chance to make it up to you.”

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

I couldn't do nothing else but hug him. Hugged him tight and just held him as we both expressed our pain without words.

"This depression is more than people not having any money. It's gettin' down in people's skin, deep into their bones. That's why I want to sing. Entertain people out of their sorrows a little. Let's get headed back on the road."

I looked up at him with teary eyes.

"I'm happy as all get out that I met you too, Mr. Bill Hunter. If nothin' else, I think we'll have a fine ole time teasing the heck out of each other."

I grabbed his ass and give it a playful squeeze before pulling away. As we walked back to the truck, I began to sing...

When we want to love, we love
When we want to kiss, we kiss
With a little petting, we’re getting
Some fun out of life
When we want to work. we work
When we want to play, we play
In a happy setting, we’re getting
Some fun out of life
Maybe we do the right things
Maybe we do the wrong
Spending each day
Just wending our way along
When we want to sing, we sing
When we want to dance, we dance
You can do your betting, we're getting
Some fun out of life*

I sang the last line out loud at the top of my lungs as I climbed into the truck.

"Amen to that! Now, no more talk of unhappy things. Tell me about the first time you kissed a girl and then I’ll tell you about the first time I kissed a boy. Everyone's first kiss is funny and I bet I’ve got a more embarrassin' story than you do.”

*"Getting Some Fun out of Life" Edgar Leslie & Joseph A. Burke

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill

Well I guess I felt better after she hugged me. I was still more then a little embarrassed but damn she sang pretty. She was right about the damned depression; it had taken everything from me and still kept kicking me. She was right about people needing entertainment too. Back in Richmond only business that was prospering seemed to be the burlesque houses. Not so sure about that teasing thing though. Only so much a man can take. Anyway, that pinch on my ass sure enough made it seem like she was interested in a might more then teasing. My wife never even grabbed me like that. People in Richmond would of shunned a woman did something like that. Would of thought it wasn’t proper. But the hell with them and their old fashioned prudish ways. If this was the way of the west then I sure was gonna like life a whole lot better. By the time we reached the truck and she finished her song I really did feel better. As I pulled the truck back onto the highway, I began to tell the story she asked for.

“My first kiss, huh? Well I ain’t sure I reckon I can remember that exactly. Was more’n twenty years ago, Mary Jo. We still lived on the farm then. Over to the next place they was this girl, she was about a year or so older’n me. I used to tease her terrible. She had red hair, and freckles. Lord, she was covered in freckles. Well one day all of a sudden I seemed to notice she had changed some. I guess I hadn’t seen her much for awhile. I think her momma had told her it wasn’t properlike for a young lady to be running around the fields with the boys. Sorry, I seem to be having trouble getting to the point. I don’t think I ever talked about this with anyone before except’n when I made up stories for the boys in the city after we moved.”

We both laughed at the recollection of the lies boys tell each other about girls.

“Well anyway, I know fer sure I ain’t never talk to no ladies about this stuff. So one day my daddy had me take a load of hay over to her daddy. It was the year before we moved so I reckon I was about fourteen. Just becoming a man and all. Lucky for me her daddy was busy somewhere and couldn’t show me where to put the hay. So he told her to show me to the hay barn. Well once we got back there before I could jump down off the wagon and get to work she took hold of my hand and kinda giggled at me. She said something about it being a long time since she’d seen me and how growed up I was. When I said that I needed to get to work, she said in a sweet voice that surely I had time to do a little jawing with an old friend. Well my momma always taught me to be polite. Besides that was when I noticed the funny little red headed girl I used to play with had become a pretty woman. We talked awhile and then she asked why I was looking at her so funny. I said something silly like it was on account of she was so different, all soft like. She got kind of a queer look on her face and asked if I wanted to kiss her. I guess I turned pretty red because she started in to laughing at me. I felt like running away and hiding so I went to jump off the wagon. As I turned I caught my foot, fell off and landed flat on my back. I couldn’t move had the wind knocked out me. She jumped down and was fawning over me her long red hair falling down in my face. When I finally caught my breath, she was practically on top of me and her face was in mine. That is when I kissed her. Or at least I tried to kiss her. I missed her mouth, my nosed poked her in the eye. If she hadn’t been on top of me I would have gotten up and run away. Turned out good though I reckon. As soon as she stopped laughing at my clumsiness, she pulled me up so I was sitting next to her. Then she said that we should try that again and she had no trouble finding my lips. We kissed for a few minutes I think. Luckily her daddy made a lot of noise as he came around the barn to find out why unloading the wagon was taking so long. We managed to separate and he didn’t seem to spect nothing. Not so luckily it turned out I had badly sprained my ankle and couldn’t stand up. Course the ankle didn’t hurt half as bad as the wailing my daddy gave me for fooling around and getting myself hurt so that he couldn’t get a decent days work out of me for a month. Don’t know if that story was funny, but it is true, Mary Jo. So your turn. Do tell me about the lucky boy who first touched your sweet lips.”

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

During his story, I had sorta let my head fall down against Bill's shoulder. I breathed in his good, clean smell and realized I liked the sound of his voice about as much as what he said.

"That's one of the sweetes stories, I've heard tell, Bill. And since you asked with such charm, I'll tell you mine. The first kiss of these lips came as a complete surprise. During a birthday party for Betty Jo Springer. I was about ten years old and already the biggest girl in my class. Not the tallest, the biggest."

I looked down at my chest and flushed.

"Anyways, that has a way of making a girl very popular with the boys and not very popular with the girls if you know what I mean. So maybe you can understand why I wanted to go to Betty Jo Springer's party even though her fourteen year old brother, Willy, scared me. He always looked at me like a wolf looks at a bunny and I tried to stay as far away from him as I could.

"As it turned out, Willy wasn't even there when I got to the party and I had a right good time until we came to the party games. The Springers were just about as poor as anyone in the county so they had us play "Kiss the Donkey's Patootie." Sort of a cheap verson of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey". You don't need any fancy paper tails or pins. All you needed to play was a lipstick and a drawing of a donkey's, well, patootie. The player's mouth is smeared with it before they are blindfolded. When they think they've found the right spot, they pucker up and kiss the picture.

"Right after I was blindfolded, Betty Jo's brother showed up. 'Course I didn't know this, being blindfolded as I was. He guessed what was going on and stood right in front of the picture. I think my lips hit him somewhere around his right shoulder. I was so gosh darned surprised, I just stood there. Willy grabbed me then and kissed me, square on the mouth, before I could even get my blindfold off.

"I took to that kiss like a cat takes to water, bitin' and scratchin' my way out of it. Everyone was laughin' and I started to cry. They laughed harder when Willy said I would obviously prefer to kiss a donkey's patootie than a boy. I ripped off the blindfold and ran away home. 'Course Willy eventually got his revenge for the hurt I had done him, the bloody scratches and all, but that is a different story."

I lapsed into silence for a moment as the horrible memory came and went.

"Hey, would you look at that!"

The afternoon had lenthened into the beginnings of evening and the sky had begun it's transformation. A symphony of color streaked across the western sky, showering the interior of the truck in magical light.

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill

I looked over at Mary Jo as she finished her story and I thought I saw a kind of sadness in her eyes. From what she said and that look I figured there was a might more to the story. But if she wanted to tell me, I suppose she woulda, so I didn't push her none. The setting sun made me realize we had been driving quite a while since the swimming hole. Time seemed to just disappear as we talked. I pulled the truck off to the side of the road.

"Wow, that is beautiful Mary Jo! I guess we shore put a big piece of road behind us there. I figure both me n this ole' truck both need to set a spell. Driving really gets my shoulders to aching. I spect if I was to go over yonder and lie a spell in that grass, you know just kinda watch the rest of nature's afternoon show, I would be in good shape to drive another couple hours before calling it a night."

Without waiting for a reply, I jumped out of the truck, hoping Mary Jo would follow. It had felt real nice having her head on my shoulder as I drove and I didn't want to let that closeness go. I walked around to her side of the truck and opened the door.


"Come on out little lady. I am sure your legs could use a stretch. Hey, I saw a sign back a few about a diner. I spect it would be up the road a piece still, maybe another 30 or so miles. After we rested a bit we could push on at least that far. I would be honored to buy you supper ma'am. Then after we could find a place to put out our bedrolls. Looks like it is gonna be a right purty night for sleeping under the stars."

 

[Siren's Voice]

Mary Jo

As he opened the door for me and I got out, I answered him.

"Sounds peachy, but I'll do you one better, Bill. While we watch the sunset, I'll rub your shoulders. You've been doin' a great job with all this driving. It’d be the least I could do."

We walked a ways from the road. The meadow was beautiful and lit by the etheral light of sunset. Bill spread out a blanket he had brought from the truck and I sat down on it.

"If you take your shirt off and lie down, I'll give you that backrub, Bill.”

He did as I asked, after giving me a little look, that is. I moved in close to him, feasting my eyes on the strong muscles of his back. Fighting back the crazy impulse to run my tongue down his spine, I gently began to knead his shoulders.

“You sure weren’t lying, Bill. These muscles are tighter than my mamma’s purse strings used to be. Just try to relax while I rub away some of your tension.”

 

[kittycathunter]

Bill

--"If you take your shirt off and lie down, I'll give you that backrub, Bill.”

Her words were like ambrosia to me. It had been a long time since anyone had rubbed my tired old back. I eagerly obeyed her request. I expect I would have done anything she asked of me, including strip naked and run down the middle of Robert E. Lee Boulevard back home. Mary Jo had me under a spell. Her touch sent shivers through me, while taking away all the tension. I was so happy I believe I could of lay right there on that blanket with Miss Mary Jo for the rest of my days. After awhile I got to feeling so good I was once again bold enough to be more forward then I had ever before been with a woman. Unmindful of the semi-erect state her massage had brought me to I rolled over and stared up into Mary Jo's beautiful eyes.

"Well if you don't beat all Mary Jo. That is the best back rubbing a man's ever had I imagine. You make me feel so good. "

I was so happy a tear formed in my eye as I reached out and gently touched her cheek.

"You make me feel so alive and awww er I don't know all special like. It has been a very long time since I felt this good Mary Jo. I don't want to do anything that will make you uncomfortable, but if I don't kiss you soon, I think I am going to burst!"