normal family life come from Leave It To Beaver reruns.”
“That’s not a bad start,” Sam said. “June and Ward were pretty tight. She just needed to get out of the kitchen more.”
“Yeah, and what was Ward doing in the garage all the time, anyway? Working out? I liked Ozzie and Harriet . They laughed it off more, and the sex was better,” Kelly said. She reached for a piece of melon and smiled a goofy smile at Sam.
“Oh so that’s what all those fade-out scenes were in Ozzie and Harriet’s TV scripts—sex?
“Of course, didn’t you know?”
“You have a wonderful sense of humor, Kelly, and a very loving heart. That’s unusual for someone who’s been through what you have. It could have made you very bitter.”
“Thank you, Sam.” She fed him a melon ball and he licked at her fingers.
“Four more dates,” he garbled through the melon. “No, four weeks . Augh. Do we get to neck?”
“Yes.” She bent forward and let him kiss her. His kiss had a big hunger underneath it.
“But that’s it.” She pushed him away. “We can date as much as we like in that four weeks, though.”
“How about a daily double?” Sam took her hand and kissed her fingers one at a time.
“I suppose.” Kelly started to lose her speaking ability. He was getting her really hot again.
“Good, because that plan is already in effect, Ijust needed the green light from you. We might as well get to know as much of each other as we can. That didn’t come out just right, did it?”
“Never mind, Ozzie.” She kissed him again. “I’ll just torture you a while longer.”
“I knew you would.”
He ran his hands lightly over her arms, slowly moving up to her face, her temples, and her lips. She moved up against him, intoxicated by his touches. His kisses were even better than last night. He seem to be…learning her.
Sam finally stopped and sat up. He obviously needed a break from her relentless torture. She sat beside him and remembered once again they were in public when she saw an older couple walking down by the lake path. They glanced up at Sam and Kelly, smiled, and waved. Kelly picked a leaf out of Sam’s hair.
“What is this place, Sam?”
“It used to be an old homestead. Fish Trap Lake. The property on the rise over there is Red Miller’s cousin’s place. That couple you saw are probably bordering neighbors.”
“It’s beautiful. Is this where you Paradise High boys take your dates to make out?”
“Damn, what a good idea! I can’t believe we never thought about it. Mostly, we all went to the Doggie Drive-in outside Lynden.”
“The Doggie Drive-in. That is, like, whacked.”
“Hey, the old guy named it for his dog.”
“Okay, I’m not even gonna go there. It’s out of the Ozzie and Harriet realm.”
“Time to pack it up, Harriet, we’ve got to get ready for part two of today.”
She helped him pack up the basket, and after wobbly starts, their two-seater cruised down the road. They worked in rhythm with each other. The soothing motion of the bike helped Kelly quiet some of the thoughts racing through her head.
She’d said too much about her life. Normal people didn’t like to hear about someone’s hippie mother and her drug problems. He was quiet behind her. No singing.
Sam delivered Kelly to Myrtle’s and gave her a proper porch kiss. Enough to make steam in her veins. He retrieved the daisy bouquet from the front basket on the bike.
“Pick you up at five. Got any Western gear?” He held out the flowers.
“Just jeans,” Kelly answered, puzzled. She took the flowers.
“What are you, about a size six?”
“Ten. Real women are not size six.” She threw a handful of wilted daisies at him.
“Shoes?”
“Seven and a half.”
“Them’s some mighty dainty feet, ma’am.”
Kelly threw another handful of flowers at him. Sam walked bowlegged to the bike and mounted it like a horse. She couldn’t stop laughing.
“That’s too much horse for you, cowboy!”
Sam
“That’s not a bad start,” Sam said. “June and Ward were pretty tight. She just needed to get out of the kitchen more.”
“Yeah, and what was Ward doing in the garage all the time, anyway? Working out? I liked Ozzie and Harriet . They laughed it off more, and the sex was better,” Kelly said. She reached for a piece of melon and smiled a goofy smile at Sam.
“Oh so that’s what all those fade-out scenes were in Ozzie and Harriet’s TV scripts—sex?
“Of course, didn’t you know?”
“You have a wonderful sense of humor, Kelly, and a very loving heart. That’s unusual for someone who’s been through what you have. It could have made you very bitter.”
“Thank you, Sam.” She fed him a melon ball and he licked at her fingers.
“Four more dates,” he garbled through the melon. “No, four weeks . Augh. Do we get to neck?”
“Yes.” She bent forward and let him kiss her. His kiss had a big hunger underneath it.
“But that’s it.” She pushed him away. “We can date as much as we like in that four weeks, though.”
“How about a daily double?” Sam took her hand and kissed her fingers one at a time.
“I suppose.” Kelly started to lose her speaking ability. He was getting her really hot again.
“Good, because that plan is already in effect, Ijust needed the green light from you. We might as well get to know as much of each other as we can. That didn’t come out just right, did it?”
“Never mind, Ozzie.” She kissed him again. “I’ll just torture you a while longer.”
“I knew you would.”
He ran his hands lightly over her arms, slowly moving up to her face, her temples, and her lips. She moved up against him, intoxicated by his touches. His kisses were even better than last night. He seem to be…learning her.
Sam finally stopped and sat up. He obviously needed a break from her relentless torture. She sat beside him and remembered once again they were in public when she saw an older couple walking down by the lake path. They glanced up at Sam and Kelly, smiled, and waved. Kelly picked a leaf out of Sam’s hair.
“What is this place, Sam?”
“It used to be an old homestead. Fish Trap Lake. The property on the rise over there is Red Miller’s cousin’s place. That couple you saw are probably bordering neighbors.”
“It’s beautiful. Is this where you Paradise High boys take your dates to make out?”
“Damn, what a good idea! I can’t believe we never thought about it. Mostly, we all went to the Doggie Drive-in outside Lynden.”
“The Doggie Drive-in. That is, like, whacked.”
“Hey, the old guy named it for his dog.”
“Okay, I’m not even gonna go there. It’s out of the Ozzie and Harriet realm.”
“Time to pack it up, Harriet, we’ve got to get ready for part two of today.”
She helped him pack up the basket, and after wobbly starts, their two-seater cruised down the road. They worked in rhythm with each other. The soothing motion of the bike helped Kelly quiet some of the thoughts racing through her head.
She’d said too much about her life. Normal people didn’t like to hear about someone’s hippie mother and her drug problems. He was quiet behind her. No singing.
Sam delivered Kelly to Myrtle’s and gave her a proper porch kiss. Enough to make steam in her veins. He retrieved the daisy bouquet from the front basket on the bike.
“Pick you up at five. Got any Western gear?” He held out the flowers.
“Just jeans,” Kelly answered, puzzled. She took the flowers.
“What are you, about a size six?”
“Ten. Real women are not size six.” She threw a handful of wilted daisies at him.
“Shoes?”
“Seven and a half.”
“Them’s some mighty dainty feet, ma’am.”
Kelly threw another handful of flowers at him. Sam walked bowlegged to the bike and mounted it like a horse. She couldn’t stop laughing.
“That’s too much horse for you, cowboy!”
Sam
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