My Story Part 54 By Corbin A Confrontation ********** Even though I share a great many personal thoughts, I have found writing to be way cheaper then frequent visits to the therapist. It's true, it's good therapy for me, I get to reflect on things and along the way attempt to make sense of some of the things I've done, or should have done. Having watched my Grandmother's memory deteriorate over the years, it was an eye opening thing to experience. And one day, all of the things that have come to pass in my life will also fade from my memory (some of those can't fade fast enough), but that's a fact of life for all of us. That is why I try to include every nugget of information I can recall. Well, actually you folks are reading the edited versions, I've written some things that are much more personal and private (hard to believe maybe.) that I keep saved for *my eyes-only*. ********** So things moved on and I cautiously found solace back in Sharon's arms. "It's going to be okay." She would whisper while stroking my hair. It may have been just the beginning of a new day to most, but it felt like a whole new world had opened up that particular morning. (On a side note, I never confronted Sharon on who told Robert where I might be that morning. But I'm sure he showed up here and Sharon helped him, I mean why not, they were just both concerned for me. So I suppose she had every reason to help him find where I was.) Anyway, we all lived happily ever after, The End. Yeah right! Actually, we soon figured out that we could refer to each other as the others 'Girlfriend' and no one was the wiser, just casual, friendly girl banter. Sharon seemed such a straight arrow and my fling with Nikki back in college was already filed away as an experiment by most. Like I said, Sharon takes charge and I found it extremely unnerving that she was fairly eager to move right into getting very physical with me. So I was the one putting the brakes on things...yet again, the only difference was that there was no penis involved. Sharon got into the habit of taunting me, I recall laying on her bed as she got up and headed off to the shower, watching as she gave an extra sway to that sexy naked ass of hers, an ass they had no movement or bounce, but perfectly round and firm. The thought of ever touching or going down on another girl used to seem so foreign to me, but now I couldn't think about anything else. And Sharon's pussy was so beautiful...oops...did I just type that...hmm I guess I'll leave that part in :). I still smile at the first time I ever confided to someone in College that I might have feelings for another woman. It wasn't the most reassuring conversation: "I think I'm gay." I told Claire. "Do you eat pussy?" She asked flat out, to which I just made this horrid expression and finally said, "NO!" "Then you're not gay." Oh, it's that cut and dry, *whew* and for a minute I thought it was going to be a tough thing to work thru. But I should have known, Claire was a big dummy and had the depth of the shallow end of a pool where the toddler's play. I think my reaction was more to the vulgar, insensitive way she asked the question. Anyway, Nikki and I never got *that* far back in school, but that was then and well...times change. I just never thought the first girl I would ever 'go down' on would be Sharon. ******** It's odd how the day will start out one way and end up going in a totally different direction. In this case it started out well and ended up shitty, well not shitty for me, but I don't like tense situations. So at this point let me re-introduce Carrie. (Don't remember her? No biggie, she's best forgotten anyway. Which is sad because I wish more athletic women would be my friend instead of trying to be my competition.) Sharon and I were heading to a nearby College park to kick back and relax. We were about month into our relationship and it wasn't unusual for Sharon to have her hand draped across my thigh or back, she's just very touchy feely like that. We're sitting at a stoplight when a car rolls up to our right, loaded with guys and that's when I get that 'vibe'. They are all looking at us, that's when they start with the baiting; "Where you girls going?" No response from us. "What are your names? No response and now Sharon is waiving them off, not giving them the finger, just a few flicks of the wrist like 'get lost'. I just glance over and roll my eyes and look straight ahead. It's best not to engage in any kind of banter, no matter what you say it only encourages guys. I never understood the driving down the road, or stop light pickup attempts by guys. Do any of you have success at that? I mean that really is the lamest thing. It use to cause my blood pressure to shoot up, but because I can now predict exactly when it happens, (at least once a day it seems) I am able to simply tune them out. Some guys even wave their arms like a bunch of monkeys trying to get my attention, mostly the rednecks in pickup trucks and construction workers pull that crap. And NO, I'M NOT CUTTING THEM ANY SLACK, it's annoying and dangerous, I'm trying to drive a fucking car and those idiots are trying to distract me. Anyway, we got to the park and headed off across the open green field to a place where a casual game of football was underway. We would still have some privacy while being entertained. I couldn't help but look at Sharon the whole time, her dark blue shorts looked incredible on her slender hips, just snug enough against her firm butt. Her long tan legs, stretched out forever, while her white designer t-shirt barely meet the top of her shorts, exposing her slender waist. Her long brown hair was pulled into a loose ponytail. As for me, I was wearing my blue Adidas knit warm-up suit, very sexy! (Not) We had to move at least three damn times before Sharon gave her final approval, another thing that annoyed me to no end. "So damn picky" I would complain. And then I spotted her, Carrie down on the field. Carrie definitely had 'Top Bitch' attitude when it came to sports. Still, I had to give the girl credit, she looked incredible, she seemed able to keep up with (even surpass) most of the guys. Her lean, athletic build gave her the speed and endurance she needed, and while I'm not a fan of redheads, her hair was incredible, it had that wavy, flame red tint. During a break, John, a friend of both Sharon and myself ambled on over towards us. 'Ahhh NUTS!' I was thinking, 'There goes our attempt to sit back and relax in the sun.' "You guys want to join in?" He asked. Sharon just burst out laughing at the suggestion, "I don't think so." Flexing her fingers to observe her perfectly manicured fingernails, instantly dismissing the idea. I just smiled, leaned back and stretched my legs out, shaking my head 'No'. Now that should have been the end of it, but I'm seeing Carrie watching with some intensity, I guess her curiosity led her to slowly navigate closer to where John was standing. Again John asked but I just said "Nope". That answer apparently didn't sit well with the redhead, as she pipes up; "Come on, we need the extra player." So now I'm picking up that competitive vibe from the girl, sure enough she gives a clue, "John's pays you allot of compliments, about how good you are, at everything (the 'everything' comment was dripping with hostility) I'd thought you would jump at the chance." 'So there it is.' I thought and figured out her real motivation, she's insecure and needs to show everyone on the field that she can one-up me. Finally, with enough prodding, I handed my sun glasses to Sharon and slowly got up. Looking back briefly, my heart jumped as Sharon discreetly blew me a kiss, I kind of did a paranoid look around to see if anyone noticed. Initially, after new selections were made, I found myself on the same team as Carrie's. 'Well now, this kind of puts a kink in her plans.' and I smiled as she seemed to be obviously irritated by the way things worked out. I admit, I was a bit relieved, this girl had a bone to pick with me and I wasn't in any mood to find out what lengths she was willing to go to.