The Freak - S01 E37

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The Freak - S01 E37

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 37

The rest of the trip passed quickly as we spent our days at the beach and our evenings entertaining my sisters, our late nights back on the beach making the most incredible-the most fantastic- love with my wife. Dad left early Tuesday morning as he did every week in order to get to work in time to eat some breakfast. We packed Mom's car with the suitcases in the morning and they left just after lunch. Barbara and were alone except for Kelly as we waved good-bye to my family. We stayed until Thursday morning when I turned the water off, draining it out the hose cock and throwing the circuit breakers to turn off the electricity. Then I double checked the windows and front door before locking up the kitchen door and joining Barbara in the Olds with Kelly in the rear seat

The drive to Orient Point took just over an hour so we were early for our 11:00 reservation. I put the leash on Kelly and walked her near the beach on the side away from the ferry dock. She did her business and dutifully cleaned up. We returned to the car just as the ferry was pulling in. Ten minutes later we were onboard and sitting on deck in the warm sun, knowing that we'd be in the shade once the boat turned around. We relaxed for the hour-long trip then drove north on 1-95-the New England Thruway-all the way to Boston then west to Somerville.

Kelly was obviously thrilled to be home. I had just parked in the garage when Barbara led her to the gate that enclosed the back yard. She bolted in, running around the perimeter at a wild pace causing us and our neighbor Paul, two yards away, to laugh wildly. "I'll be over in a few minutes with your mail." We had just walked into the house when he rang the bell. We thanked him several times, but he just shrugged it off telling us that's what good neighbors do for each other. All the same we thanked him again, shaking hands before he left.

We had a great weekend, taking Kelly into Boston for a stroll along the Charles River. We were stopped often by young children who asked if they could pet her. We went through the ritual of having her sit while held her collar, sniffing the kids' hands, and then the energetic petting. It was great seeing the laughter and joy in the children's faces. Twice kids were afraid until showed that Kelly would never bite them by pushing my arm into her mouth.

Barbara and made love-frantic monkey love every night and

every morning until Sunday when we spent the entire afternoon in

bed, showering right after dinner and setting out our clothes tor

Monday morning-the first day of orientation.

I personally thought that most of it was a waste of time, but I did find the campus tour helpful as were the placement exams in English, math, and Spanish. I was exempted from Freshman English and from the math requirement. I was placed in Spanish 4 which I thought was appropriate. Barbara told me that she enjoyed her campus tour even though it was quite short. She found the placement exams "challenging." On the positive side her freshman mixer was on Wednesday night while mine was on Thursday.

I was challenged at the door to the gym where the mixer was held because obviously had no Lesley Student ID. "This is my wife who is a student here. She wants to attend so she can meet some of the other freshmen. However, she is not going without me, just as I will not attend my mixer tomorrow evening without her. Don't worry-I'm not going to cause any trouble." I pushed my way past him as Barbara and I entered the large open expanse. There was a huge canvas tarp over the gym floor, I assumed to protect the finish of the floor and there were several hundred chairs in a long continuous row all around the perimeter of the room. Canteens with soda and snacks had been set up at both ends of the basketball court.

I led Barbara over to the opposite side for no reason other than to keep the entryway clear. We had a seat for a few minutes before getting up to dance. I was reminded of junior high with the boys and girls on opposite sides, neither quite willing to venture into hostile foreign territory so Barbara and I were the only dancers. That was okay with us. I had my hands around her succulent body while she moved into mine as closely as humanly possible.

We had danced five slow and two fast dances when Barbara told me she was thirsty. I left her at the seats and walked over to the nearest canteen where I pulled two cold Coke cans from an ice- filled cooler. I saw that Barbara had acquired an admirer as I returned.

"I'm flattered, but I'm really not interested."

"You're saying no, but we both know that you really mean yes."

"No, I'm definitely saying no to you. I mean it. Leave me alone. I'm a married woman." Barbara held up her hand to show her rings.

Then I heard her "suitor" respond. "Hey! That's okay, I love married women. There's no substitute for experience."

"That may be, but I think my husband would not approve. Oh, here he is now."

I handed the Cokes over to her as the jerk turned around. I had a scowl on my face as I reached out, taking his shirt and tie in my left hand. "This is your lucky day, little man." There was terror etched into his face as I lifted him bodily off the floor and for good reason. was at least eight inches taller and sixty pounds heavier and was obviously all muscle while he was not. "I promised at the door that I wouldn't cause any trouble so I'm not going to take you apart. You were told no, weren't you? No means she's not Interested so a gentleman would just turn around and try somewhere else. There are probably at least a hundred good looking girls here tonight. So, why don't you try your luck with those giris over there?" I pointed to a group of about ten standing about thirty feet away. "It goes without saying that you'll never approach my wife again. I'm right next door at Harvard and I promise I'll hunt you down like a mad dog if hear even a single complaint from her lips. Do we understand each other?" He nodded quickly.

I slowly lowered him to the floor, brushing away the wrinkles I had made in his clothes. Reaching into my pocket found a ten dollar bill and pushed it into the pocket of his suit. "You'll need to have this suit and shirt cleaned and pressed. Now...get lost!" He did and that was the time I noticed the puddle he'd made. Looking at Barbara I laughed. "I think we need to find some new seats. There's a bit of a mess here." She laughed, too then handed one of the cans to me. I opened it and took a long pull before leading Barbara away.

Barbara waved to two girls who seemed to be walking toward us. "I met them at the tour and again during the placement exams. They're both from Massachusetts." Barbara introduced me to Darla and Marianne. Even I had to admit that Darla was built like a brick shithouse. I might have been interested if not for Barbara. We chatted for a while until I volunteered to get some more sodas and some chips for all of us.

"How can you handle all that," Marianne asked. Then, to show her I held up my hands. Each of mine made three of hers. They laughed as I turned and walked toward the canteen, returning a few minutes later with four cans of Coke in one hand and two bowls- one of potato chips and another with pretzels in the other. Barbara took the bowls so I could distribute the Coke cans. As a surprise then removed four cups-two in each of my suit's pockets, then pouring ice cubes from one to the other. In a minute we all had Coke on ice. The girls all laughed as Marianne asked, "Is there no limit to what you can do?" I assured them that I had plenty of limitations. They laughed again when Barbara agreed.