Corbin: The College Years, part 14
By Corbin, corbin@poetic.com
How life
tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one young woman.
Pre-Story
Introduction/Ranting/Venting/Rambling…
Some of
you may be wondering;
“Corbin,
why do/did you keep taking the verbal abuse from Mora?”
Sometimes
I wonder that myself, well she was not the only one, but most definitely the
worst of the lot. For a while that’s all it was and the more I went about my
daily routine, the more she barraged me with taunts…so my lack of a response
only seemed to infuriate her more. I think it would be fair to categorize her
as becoming obsessed with needling me. However, I had a great ability to ‘tune
out’ things around me so she soon became background noise, ‘Turn the other
cheek’ I guess you could call my philosophy, so I did…or so I tried, but I
guess people can only be pushed so far...
Looking
back on things, I guess I have come to realize that it was mostly the girls who
tried to backstab me repeatedly, more so in College. Yes, men wanted to date me
and true they did not always go about conveying their sexual drive in the most
discrete/respectable manner possible, but they rarely…maliciously…tried to
manipulate me the way other girls did. Maybe it is the women I should be
‘tough/harsh’ towards?
Strange
huh, I was such a wimp towards girls but found it easy to be so abrupt and
hostile towards the guys, but all of that changed…like I said, I am a slow
learner but once I come around, look out.
Sorry guys.
I wish
someone more Socially astute then I were writing this…Sharon is the master…but
all I can tell you is that girl’s like drama, High School in particular, but as
you get older it’s a hassle…personally speaking I’ve always found it to be a
hassle. Petty little trickery like three-way calling
that girls use to trap each other and other bullshit…lord, the list is a long
one.
“ When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives…
…What the hell is going on
The cruelest dream, reality “
-The Offspring
Part 14
“Corbin
please, all I’m trying to do is talk, I don’t want you to leave. I think we…or
I…” he rephrased his comment ‘we’ comment when she raised her eyebrows, “…can
work it out, so just please stay” He smiled, “Okay?”
“Okay but
look,” She shook her head in dismay, “let’s not talk about this again, all
right? Let’s just allow things to stay as they are and time will take care of
everything else” Corbin stopped on her side of the bed waiting for his answer.
“That’s
fine, I wasn’t trying to stir things up, but I understand it’s silly to let
what a bunch of people say change anything” He sighed and pulled the white
cotton sheets back.
“So,”
Corbin let out a sly smile as she climbed into the bed, “What *are* people
saying about us…or me?”
“I
thought you didn’t care about all that stuff” He rolled over towards her with a
look of shock and a smile.
“Doesn’t
mean I don’t like a good bit of gossip now and again” Corbin punched the pillow
a few times to fluff it up and rested her head back down.
“Well,”
he smiled and reached over with his right hand, gently stroking her bicep, down
to her forearms, “That we’re sleeping together”.
“Well we
are” She smiled.
“You know
what I mean”
“No,
spell it out for me” Corbin looked over with an evil grin on her face, enjoying
watching him squirm a little.
“That you
and are having sex! You know, making love!” He leaned over and kissed her arm.
“And what
else?” She said.
“That
allot of people have never seen me act this way over anyone, so I must be totally
whipped” He chuckled a little and that made Corbin smile grow wider.
“How many
girls have you slept with Dale?” Corbin face suddenly seemed to grow a little
serious.
“Oh boy”
He groaned and rolled over onto his back.
“What?”
Corbin turned onto her right side, propping herself up on her right elbow,
“That many huh?”
“No,
but…It’s no big deal…”
“How
many?” Corbin flicked her fingers as to prod him along.
“Six”
Quickly the word came from his mouth, but that was a lie…it was actually more.
“Wow”
Corbin said, and he detected a certain amount of seriousness in her expression
and tone.
“What?
What is it?” He leaned in a more then a little concerned.
“Well, I
don’t know, seems like allot” Corbin mumbled and shrugged, plucking at the bead
sheet.
“Compared
to whom?” Dale asked, a little put off by her apparent judgment.
“Well…”
Corbin stretched out her long legs, shifting them uncomfortably on the
bedspread.
“Well
what? How can you judge me when you won’t open up and tell me…” Dale sat up in
bed, starting to exert a little aggressiveness in the discussion.
“Well,
compared to me, that’s a hell of allot!” Corbin said with a nervous smile which
quickly faded.
“What?
3?...2?....” Dale shrugged and smiled, looking for some type of response.
“1?” He
leaned in, “Come on, tell me” he prodded.
“None!”
Corbin snapped and bolted upright to a sitting position, in full defensive mode
now and wasn’t’ sure why she was so suddenly irritated.
“What?”
He mumbled in surprise.
“Did you
just ask me ‘What’, Are you deaf?” Corbin looked over to her right with a
cocked, agitated eyebrow.
“I
don’t…” He bit his tongue, getting ready to say that he ‘didn’t believe it’,
but realized that would be unwise. “Why are you so angry?” Dale sat up and
gently touched her right forearm, running his fingers along the tiny blonde
hair fibers, feeling his way along until he felt the knuckles of her hand and
paused. “Wow, got a few cuts there, been getting in fights?” He smiled and
looked up to her face. He was relieved when a faint smile came over her mouth.
“No, it’s
just from the turf and practice” Corbin said quietly, “I don’t like fighting”
“Six
girlfriends? And they all put out?” Corbin suddenly turned her head to look
right at him.
“No, only
maybe four girlfriends” He sighed.
“So who
were the other two? One night stands!” Corbin leaned away with a new tone of
concern and condemnation.
“Come on
Corbin, that’s in the past, since we’ve started dating I haven’t even thought
about anyone else, let alone touched another girl” Dale stated.
“In the
past? But we’ve been fooling around……“ Corbin spat.
“Just
kissing! That’s all we’ve done” Dale jumped in.
“JUST!
Just kissing?” Corbin pulled away and now stood up.
“Oh god”
He moaned and fell back onto the bed sounding and looking exhausted.
“God only
knows what foul junk those girls had, and you were exchanging spit and had sex
with them!” Corbin raised both her hands with disgust.
“Oh I’m
sorry, we can’t ALL be as pure and perfect as you” he said rolling his eyes,
but that was a mistake. “Wait! Were are you going?” Dale sat up as he watched
Corbin walk around the bed and grab her sandals and quickly slip them on.
“When you
start taking all of this seriously, then maybe we’ll talk” She snatched her
keys on his nightstand and grabbed her gym bag as he fumbled to get his jeans
on.
“Corbin,
come on, please…look…” he stood up, but she was moving too quick and turning
the corner into the hallway, “…FUCK! Will you stop!”
“Dale
look…” She stopped with her hand on the front door, “…you’re right, me coming
over here probably isn’t the best thing…at least staying the night and stuff…I
don’t know…”
“Please
just stay okay, no more pressure…no more hassles, okay, you’re right…” Dale
pleaded.
“I just
want to get to my bed and get some sleep, we’ll talk tomorrow okay?” Corbin
looked up at him.
“Look,
you asked! You started that whole conversation in there and then turned it all
around on me!” Dale defensively stated, his face a bit flustered with a slight
hint of red as the first signs of anger came thru.
“I
realize that I brought the whole thing up, it just all caught me off guard,
it’s not that I’m blaming you for anything Dale…” Corbin sighed and came a
little down to earth, “…but like you said, being as pure and perfect as I am
sometimes means I act this way!” Corbin suddenly snapped, recalling his comment
and pulled the door open.
“Whatever,
fine…fine…I can’t believe your acting like such a high and mighty brat!” He
snapped with impatience and irritation while taking a step back, hands firmly
planted on hips as the door slammed shut. Not sure why he just called her a
brat, but felt justified in saying it.
“ASS!”
Corbin yelled back as she stormed down the stairs to her car, covering two
steps at a time. “Stupid…stupid…stupid…” Corbin grumbled to herself, “…you
should never have stayed over there…damn it” she got in her car and headed back
to campus. “Maybe I am selfish brat” Corbin wondered as she drove home.
Dale
slammed the deadbolt into place and paced the living room, slowly working his
way back to his room…sitting down on his bed he looked over at his night stand,
“11:05pm” and contemplated going back down to the bar, he knew all of his
friends would still be partying. “No, fuck it!” he fumed and laid back down on
his bed, frustrated and thought about waiting a few minutes and calling Corbin,
in fact she was all he could think about. How a few choice words had caused her
to bolt from his apartment and hoped that it wasn’t the beginning of the end
between them. “No, no, better to just try and get some sleep, if you go out
tonight and get plastered, you’ll just sleep in with a hang over while Corbin
will no doubt be up at the usual crack of dawn and if she finds out you went
back out and got drunk…that will be that…” he sighed.
“God
Dale, you really do have it bad for this girl” He sighed to himself, feeling
somewhat pathetic about how he was beginning to grovel for Corbin’s affection.
Corbin
locked her door and barely noticed the barren bed across the room that
~~~~~~
Corbin
blinked a few times and looked at her clock, “DAMN!” she sat upright, ‘8:00am’,
“That’s what you fucking get for staying up so late!” Corbin staggered to the
bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. With her head buried down in the
sink as she pulled her hair into a pony tail and began washing her face a
sudden knock at the door brought another flow of cursing as she swiped a towel
to blot her face dry,
“What the
hell…shit…8:00 in the morning…” Corbin walked to the dorm room door, decked out
in her running attire.
“Who is
it?” Corbin put her ear to the door.
“It’s
Dale”
Corbin
rolled her eyes and sighed, she lethargically unlocked the deadbolt and opened
the door, “Dale…we can talk about this…” but she was smacked in the face with a
wonderful aroma emanating from a gorgeous bouquet of roses and other flowers.
His sheepish grin and bloodshot eyes told her he had not slept well and must
have gotten up very early.
“Oh…oh
wow” Corbin eyes just stayed transfixed on the wild array of red and white
roses as well as half-a-dozen other flowers she had never seen before and her
heart began to pound furiously in her chest.
“Sorry
about not taking things more seriously last night…and…” Dale grinned a little
more, “…for calling you a ‘brat”.
“Come on
in” Corbin stepped back and waved him thru she wasn’t at all prepared for the
way she was physically and emotionally reacting to this act. Maybe it was this
masculine football player showing such a soft vulnerable side, fawning all over
her with gifts and affection, all directed at her and no one else. She watched
him gently set them down on her desk and she walked up to his left side, she
reached around and stroked his strong back with her right hand. Dale smiled at
the touch, it felt good and reassuring that his efforts were the right choice.
Corbin stood staring at the flowers as her left hand came up and gently touched
one of the velvety smooth red tips. The racing of her heart had not slowed and
suddenly Corbin was amazed that when she went to speak her emotions got the
best of her.
“What’s
wrong?” He was suddenly asking, but his girlfriend was just standing there, her
face buried into the palm of her hands sobbing, “Baby what’s wrong?” Dale asked
in a more panicked tone.
Corbin
felt him pull her in close and let her head rest on his shoulder, maybe a
little embarrassed…relieved…and deeply emotional, “I don’t know why, they’re
beautiful…no one’s ever done anything like this for me before” and Corbin
actually felt herself cry some more into his shirt.
“Ohh
baby” He sighed and pulled her in close.
“I’m so
tired…” Corbin sighed as she quickly collected herself and for a flickering
moment she felt like some part of her had washed away and someone different had
been allowed to slip out…someone more affectionate…caring…vulnerable, as she
stood feeling safe and warm within the confines of Dales’ strong embrace.
“I know
you just want to be careful” Dale sighed and felt Corbin nod in agreement. “But
I’ve never felt like this for anyone before Corbin” Dale said quietly, “Don’t
freak out because I know it’s only been a couple of months”. He loosened his
grip as he felt her push on his chest.
“I’ve
really fallen for you too Dale” Corbin smiled and buried her face into his
neck, a little embarrassed and surprised that she found it hard to admit that.
But her subconscious had one final comment before it backed off and let the
more emotional, feminine Corbin take over;
“But let
me tell you…” Corbin brought her right hand up and balled it into a fist, “…if
you break my heart I will flatten you” and gently nudged her fist under his
strong chin.
Dale
smiled with a blush, “If I’m stupid enough to do that, then I’ll have it more
then coming”.
And for
the first time that she could remember, Corbin felt the cautious, skeptical,
tomboy side of herself slip back into the shadows as a whole other side took
over. “Come here” Corbin purred and cradled his face with both hands as he
tilted his head down and Corbin planted a sensual, lingering kiss on his lips
as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Oh course it didn’t take long before
he felt her mouth moving over his lips and could tell Corbin was deeply engaged
in the moment and his male drive started to kick in, pressing into her while
pulling tighter. He kept the kiss soft and not too forceful, the moment still
had an emotional tenderness to it that he was enjoying while his fingers had moved
down gracefully and gently cupped each of her ass cheeks. He was rewarded to
hear her moan into his mouth, never had she been so responsive to his physical
advances as her own hands having moved around and aggressively gripped his butt
thru his jeans.
“I…”
Corbin smiled “…have…” she spoke in-between kisses, “…to go…I’m so sorry Dale…”
Corbin sighed, “…just for a run, but…but we can get together later if you want
to call me on my cell” Corbin finally pulled her head back.
“Then I
will talk to you later” He smiled and pressed his hips against hers. Corbin
felt it, he had a full blown erection going on and he was pushing it right into
her crotch, it felt good…her face flushed, hell! Her whole body was feeling
flushed at how she was opening up and admitting that she actually could enjoy
some of his advances. Daringly…she pushed her own mound back and was a little
shocked that she not only wanted to feel the pressure of his crotch against her
own but it felt good, evident in how turned on she was getting. Spontaneously
he tilted his head down and kissed her on the lips, Corbin instantly returned
the kiss as their lips touched and rubbed sensually for a few seconds before
parting.
“Okay,
well, I’ll let you go” Dale sighed, not wanting to overstay his welcome.
“You can
wait here, I have to finish getting ready in the bathroom and I’ll walk you
back down to your car” Corbin smiled before turning to walk into the bathroom.
Again, his eyes traveled instantly to her rear and bare skin of her legs that
peaked out between her socks and thigh length shorts. He often wondered what a
pair of short-shorts would look like on her, but it drove him nuts to even
contemplate, she dressed way to conservatively to probably ever find out.
Looking around her room, he noticed the top dresser drawer was ajar slightly
and strolled over in it’s direction. ‘Holy shit’ he inwardly groaned looking at
her neatly folded panties and didn’t know why he had the intense desire to
rummage thru her drawer, ‘God, it even smells good’ picking up a fragranced
smell of perfume or some aroma floating out of her open drawer. He turned
around, running his left hand thru his wavy dark hair, ‘Get a fucking grip’ he
groaned. Dale about jumped out of his skin when the door to the bedroom opened
and it took him a second to recognize
“Hey
Dale”
“Yeah,
how are you doing
“Hey!”
Corbin suddenly appeared causing
“I…I just
came by to see if you wanted to get some breakfast”
“After I
go for a run we can if you like” Corbin forced a smile, it was amazing that
their timing was so bad lately.
“Damn, I
only have…”
“Sure,
that’s fine” Corbin nodded, “Let’s all walk down together, I have to get a move
on, gotta do that exercise thing” and she jokingly ran in place, eliciting a
short chuckle from
‘Seems
we’ve been heading in opposite directions allot lately’