Cherry - S01 E23

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Cherry - S01 E23

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 23

She asked, "You think that's funny? That conversation was still going as we sat here in the parking lot! She is STILL bringing it up!" I said, "Oh my god, I'm sorry. But you have to admit it is kind of funny."

Cherry elbowed me and offered, "Why don't you spend tomorrow

talking to your Dad about jerking off and come tell me how funny it

is, funny guy!"

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I see your point. I'm really sorry."

Cherry said, "It's ok: Mom just thinks I'm flicking my bean now."

"Flicking your bean?" I asked having never heard that particular phrase to describe it.

"Yeah, you know: double clicking the mouse, petting the kitten; Jill off..."

Before she could continue, I cut her off and said, "Oh, I get it-I just

never heard that one before. 'Jill off, that's a good one, too." Cherry was silent for a few moments before she put her head on my shoulder and asked reflectively, "Why am I so comfortable with you, David? I can say anything to you and I'm not even a little embarrassed."

I said, "It's probably the same reason I'm so comfortable with you: Love-plain and simple."

Agreeing, she nodded her head against my shoulder and said, "Yeah, that's why."

We sat in silence for a while, just enjoying being close to each other. Then she broke the silence.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

I said, "I was just thinking about how much I'm enjoying this

moment with you. I'm just as happy doing this as I was last night and this morning. What were thinking about?" She replied, "I was thinking about what you said earlier-about if I might be pregnant."

I thought for a second and asked, "Are you worried?" She said, "No... A little maybe... Yes, I don't know."

I said, "It's ok: I understand. I'm the same way. There are some things that I'm worried about, too. But whatever happens, just know that I'm going to be right there with you, I won't leave you.

Ok?" Cherry nodded her head saying, "I know." After a few more moments of thought, she added, I just thought I'd be a little older when I would have my first baby."

"I think you are getting ahead of yourself, Babe. We don't even

know if you are pregnant or if you COULD be. Couples often have to have sex multiple times a day for days on end to get pregnant.

It's actually kind or rare to conceive after a single encounter."

Cherry said, "Really?"

"Sure," I said. "You ever hear of a couple that tells people that they are trying to have a baby? Well that's what they are doing: having a lot of sex every day until they succeed."

Cherry seemed to reluctantly buy what I was selling her. I felt bad for bending the truth to such an extreme to her, but I didn't want her to worry.

A few moments later, Cherry stood and pulled me up with her. She took my hand and said that she wanted to show me around her school. Of course, I went with her and she gave me the grand tour'; pointing out where her classes were and she showed me her locker. Thoughts of pregnancy and babies seemed to have vanished from her head. She had a spring to her step and her voice was her usual cheery tone. We made our way back towards the front of the school and she could tell by the level of activity outside that she needed to make her way to the field. I got in line at the ticket stands and she grabbed my hand and pulled me with her. Before realized what she was doing, she told the guy collecting tickets 'he's with me' and he waved me in. Cherry saw the look of disbelief on my face and she just smiled and winked at me.

I said, "Wow! It really pays to have a hot girlfriend in a cute cheerleading uniform!" Cherry smiled again and I added, "It paid $5 in this case..." That comment earned me a swift punch in the arm! But it was worth the bruise that was sure to result.

The rest of the team was already setting up their area and Cherry went to join them while took a spot along the fence near them. They had a little meeting and I presumed they were going over routine schedule changes or something. But for all I knew, they were talking about the latest Hollywood gossip.

As the clock got closer to 7:00, the stadiurn (which only covered the length of one side of the field) filled to capacity and there were almost as many spectators on the grounds around the field as in the stands. The marching band played a lively cadence as they marched to the end of the field and the football team began making their way to the field. Cherry and the rest of the cheerleaders held up a large paper banner on the field that had a football player sporting the opposing team's colors in the 'set position. The banner (of course) called for 'our' team to tear the visitors to shreds. The game announcer introduced the football team and they tore through the banner in a symbolic gesture of what they hoped to accomplish that night.

Cherry's squad took position in front of the capacity crowd and started their opening cheer.

They had everyone alternately

shouting the home team's colors of 'red' and 'white' and soon the

spectators were electrified (I was, anyway).

The game started and I barely noticed; focused on my sexy girlfriend. The squad would pay attention to the game for a few minutes before turning back to the stadium to lead them in giving oral support of the players on field. I was mesmerized by Cherry as she cheered; her genuine smile, bright eyes, and level of energy were almost incomprehensible. She would shoot a glance over to me and smile periodically, perhaps just pleased that I was watching her and not the game. The guy standing next to me apparently noticed that I was focused on Cherry.

He nudged me and said, "Forget it, dude."

I looked at him for a moment before returning my gaze to Cherry and said, "Forget what?"

He elaborated, "You're staring at the redhead, aren't you?" It wasn't a question as much as it was a statement.

I said, "I'm looking at an angel on Earth."

He said, "Well, do yourself a favor and look away. A girl that hot-

you'd have to be a millionaire to snag her." I didn't want to burst his bubble and said, "I'm far from being a millionaire, but hey, you never know."

"Trust me," he said, "you don't have a chance."

I was enjoying this little conversation and decided to mess with him a bit.

I said, "I think might have a chance, as much chance as anyone else."

He scoffed, "Yeah, just like you have a chance of winning the lottery! If she even talked to you, you'd be smart to go buy a ticket!"

I said, "I'll bet you the price of a lottery ticket that I can get her to come over here and talk to me before this game is over."

The guy nearly choked on the toothpick in his mouth and said, "Oh, you're on! I've been coming to all of these games and she never talks to any guys."

We shook hands on the unfair bet and he said, "You just made a sucker's bet, buddy." He was right about it being a sucker's bet; he was just wrong about which of us was the sucker.

A few minutes later, the stadium roared to life and I looked up just in time to see one of our receivers catch the ball in the end zone to score a touchdown.

The guy next to me said, "OH! Watch this!" But I saw nothing

unusual before he said, "Oh, she didn't do it. That's odd."

Not knowing what he was talking about, I said, "What?"

He said, "Normally she does this 'thing' when we get a touchdown.

I can't describe it but it is pretty killer."