The Freak: Part 2.

I learn to love my Catholic School girl.

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THE FREAK; Part 2

We were in my car and on our way when Barbara asked, Would you'really have fought with that guy?

No; I knew he'd back off. He was all mouth. If he really wanted to hurt me he and his buddies would have jumped me without any warning. How about we get some seafood tonight? I know of a good restaurant just down the road in Bronxville. Barbara agreed and ten minutes later we were seated at a table, menus in our hands.

I ordered a pitcher of Coke as we checked the menu. I had to laugh when I showed one item on the menu to Barbara. No, thanks, she said with a smile to my offer of garlic bread. I passed on it, too. I decided on the seafood alfredo and a tossed salad with bleu cheese dressing. Not surprisingly, Barbara ordered the same.

She started the conversation by telling me how much she liked my family. Your mom and dad are so nice and so are your sisters although I barely know Angela because she's always cheering at the games. I especially like your little sister, Carole. it's so obvious how much she loves you.

She always has nice things to say about you, too. Say, I just had a thought. Want to come to Tuesday's game? it's at home against Gorton. That's another high school in Yonkers. They ve always played pretty well against us.

I'dlove to, but how will I get there? you'll be at school and your parents will probably get there long before I can get to Chester Heights.

You have a driver's license, don t you?

Yes, but; .

I'll pick you up for church Sunday and after breakfast I'll let you drive to your school then back to mine so you'll know how to get there. I'll draw you a map, too.

you're going to trust me with your new car?

Yeah; aren't you trustworthy? Is there a place you can keep it at your apartment?

there's some parking in a fenced lot behind the building and I'll make sure to lock it, too.

Oh, Jack; you're the best. I thought she was going to continue to tell me that she loved me, but then I realized that it was too soon.

Our salads were delicious and very fresh, which I found surprising considering that it was mid-December. We ate in comfortable silence. Every once in a while I'd look at Barbara and I always found that she was looking at me at the same time. We just smiled at each other and returned to eating.

The alfredo was a great choice. The shrimp and scallops were tender and delicious and the sauce had obviously been freshly made. It really was a great meal. We left a bit after eleven, driving to my favorite parking spot at the end of the apartment complex, only two blocks from my home. I moved to the center of the seat, telling Barbara that we d have more room that way.
We began kissing, lips locked together and tongues dancing in desire. The windows were steaming up when Barbara moved to straddle me. We never broke our kiss when she began to dry hump my thigh. Seeing this as a signal that she wanted to go a bit further I lightly brushed her nipples with the back of my hand. Her moa