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A matter of perspective

... smiled, “you’re Nancy’s son.” “That’s me.” “Big scholar boy, I hear.” “So they say,” he smiled, and she smiled quietly herself. They talked about college; she was about to be a junior at a big state school and wanted to be a teacher when she graduated. The talk was fresh and appealing and shortly after they started talking her eyes had started glittering as she looked past him, probably to check that her mother was away. “Are you going on the hay ride later?” Jack asked. She frowned slightly in thought. “Maybe,” and looked past him briefly. “I don’t know yet.” She then looked him in the eye and smiled, “I’ll look for you if I do.” “It’s a date,” he said, and excused himself to use the bathroom and wash up. He smiled to himself at how well things were going. She was a pretty girl, a little quiet and shy but with a manner that hinted at deep passions. When he came out of the public restroom, he looked around but she had gone. He wandered back to the table and sat down. After a few minutes his mother said, “We’re going to tour the ranch house. What will you do?” “I might go for a walk,” Jack said, looking for any excuse to be excused for an hour or two. “Janet went for a walk,” said his mother. “Keep an eye out for her if you do, just to make sure she’s safe.” Now Jack knew for certain he’d take a walk, but he merely nodded and said, “Will do.” He strolled off in the direction his mother had indicated with a tilt of her head and enjoyed the breeze playing in the area from time ...

... to time. After fifteen minutes he had turned down a side path and walked as silently as he could. Off to the right side of the path, he thought he caught a flash of blue in the trees and slowly walked that way. He soon looked into a small clearing where Janet sat on a fallen tree facing away from him. He walked into the clearing and she turned to look at him in surprise. Clearly Jack had given her a frightful start. He came over to apologize. Janet really was a fetching young lady, he thought as he sat against the log near her. “Quite hot,” he said, and she nodded silently. They sat there quietly, and as Janet looked around the meadow, Jack looked down the side of her dress to see a lacy bra covering the creamy swell of a breast. He looked up to see her looking at him appraisingly. He blushed and she smiled, and he said, “You, um, have a bug on your back.” “Brush it off then,” she said, and turned a little away from him. He brushed on her back twice and left his hand there, and she looked at him over her shoulder without saying anything. After a few seconds she brushed the hair out of her eyes and tilted her head a little. Jack’s heart was racing and his stomach had tightened up. After a few seconds she sighed and said, “You can kiss me.” He leaned over and kissed her lips lightly, and she leaned into him and opened her mouth. His hand on her back reached down so that he could circle her waist, and she sucked on his tongue as he caressed her neck with his other hand. Soon he ...