Teenage Groupie…XXXXI
The
kids could hardly believe their eyes at whom I brought in with me. They found it
difficult absorbing the fact that I knew Nick Carter for one and that he was
actually there swimming in their pool. I knew it would remain a major confidence
boost for them for weeks. The supervisor thanked me profusely for the special
treat to them. She was gushing with so many appraisals I had to stop her from
blushing.
I let Nick swim with the kids for a
couple of hours because he needed to cool off that sweltering journey he had
just taken. I didn’t swim though; I just sat at the deck admiring Nick as he
played in it with them, laughing like he was still a teenager. I bet he missed
that on the road with the guys, a playmate. He came out soon enough to join me
by the deck. His slithering body drenched in water that left it glistening, his
hair was a sorted mess, falling all over his rounded face, his smile
unrelenting. He was soaked through and through, and his shorts traced out his
nice package, etching out his angles, making me proud that what lay underneath
them belonged to me. I smirked like a naughty girl at the foolish thought.
Wouldn’t it be weird--I thought--making love to Nick now? With him, having to
see me naked, and me, having to see him. It shouldn’t, though because I’ve
always wanted to, deep inside, perhaps out of curiosity. I always wanted him to
come back to me, and now he is, swimming in my pool, smiling back at me. The
splendid notion got me so filled with delight that I was gasping in pleasure. I
was finally happy. But somehow I knew it wouldn’t be complete without one last
thing, I needed some closure with one final thing.
Nick
pulled up a chair beside me as I sat with my hand tucked underneath my chin,
chewing my face in deliberation. His soft hands stroked the length of my back,
caressing it gently.
“What
are you thinking, beautiful?” I heard his soft voice ask.
I
sat silent. The answer to this I was sure of but too afraid to say. He
persisted, pulling me up to him for a soft kiss that sent the children giggling
at our romantic gestures. “What are you thinking, Nikki, tell me?” he begged
again.
I
licked my lips from the kiss from his wet lips. “I want to go see mama…think
you can take me to see her…I know you know where she is.” I spoke, slowly
with my eyes begging his for an answer. I saw his opals tear away from my gaze
instantly.
I
gave out a deep breath relentless. I had unfinished business in my life, and if
I wanted to continue down the road and make a complete recovery like any of my
patients I was going to have to confront some more people from my past.
His
face saddened at the solemn topic. “Are you sure you’re up to that?” he
pried for an honest answer.
“I
won’t know until I go…I just have to go…unless everything I have let these
kids to believe and everything I feel inside me for you…would just be another
lie…and I don’t want it to be,” I pleaded, rubbing my hands along the
insides of his damp thighs to bribe him.
“Okay…we’d
go. I’ll take you,” he replied on a whim, suddenly carefree. He probably
felt uncomfortable with my incessant pleas. Nick never liked that.
I
kissed him gratefully. “Thank you, Nick. I want her to meet you…I want to
tell her about this guy I’m crazy about.” I took his hands in mine and
stared admiringly at him. He was too shy and embarrassed at my compliment to
look straight in my eyes.
I
pinched his taunt stomach to tickle him, leaving him giggling excitedly. “So
how did you get this little fellow to go down? Last time I saw you had it like
real big like Dr. Harrow’s.” I asked, referring to his former chubby torso.
“Oh…you
like the muscle, huh? I quit smoking for a while…and I stopped with the
alcohol too…it looks good, don’t it?” he flexed his arm muscles a bit to
reveal some yet to be completely formed biceps. “It’s big…can lift you
too.”
He
made to lift me from the chair but I shrieked, begging him not to. We continued
to laugh and play in the sun like two teenagers, which underneath our fortified
hearts we really were.