Barkley College Remedial Human Sexuality Course: Part 7

The Dating Game Ensues.

In
Rebecca’s 7th floor Condo, The Remedial Sex Ed class was enjoying a
swim party and game night. The 12 college students were all sexually
sated from the orgasmic contests, and simply basking in the comfort of a
supportive set of friends. While Bethany and Rebecca just completed a
housing agreement at the sofas’ where an ‘Apples To Apples’ game was
going on;

Devon
and five others were playing a Game of Catan, at the Dining Room
table. While Jackson and Alexis were negotiating a trade of Rock, for
Wood; Devon bravely struck up a conversation with Erika; “So, Erika, I
have two; no, three questions I’d love to find out from you. Tell me
your worst date, your best date, and your ideal date.

Meanwhile
in the living room the apples to apples card asked the players to
choose a response to the term worst day ever. Thomas chuckled as he
submitted his card. When the rest of the submissions were in, Elizabeth
shows Thomas's card. It said blind date.

Well,
that started off quite a group discussion of some of the worst
experiences in dating. Soon, the Catan players came in to join the
conversation. Erica said; “oh my God! We were just talking about
horrible dates.” Then Erica added, “Devin wanted to know what was my
worst aid and what was my best. I was just getting to the second part.
Then he wanted to know what is my ideal date.” Spontaneously the
conversation became a support group for dating help.

It
was the ideal date discussion that became the next chapter for the
remedial sex ed students. Bethany suggested that each of the guys list a
social activity and each of the girls lists a romantic finale; a
destination. Bethany just wanted a sentence or two. She had Bruce pick
up the guy's cards and she picked up the girls cards. Then she shuffled
each stack and placed them on the coffee table next to each other.
Taking the top card off each stack, she announced who was going on a
blind date with whom.

Bethany
and Bruce agreed to assist the guys and gals, in coordinating their
itinerary and destinations, but did not disclose the activities and
venues. That was up to each couple to work out.

Rebecca was paired with Thomas.

Bethany was paired with Bruce.

Erica was paired with Devin.

Michelle was paired with Jackson.

Alexis was paired with Malcolm.

Elizabeth was paired with William.

The
timing perimeters were to be completed by Sunday, July 18th. On that
afternoon and evening, there would be another pool party and pizza, at
Rebecca and Bethany's place.

Shortly
after, the crowd started to disperse. Bethany stayed late to help
Rebecca put things away and arrange for her move in. Since the other
room mates’ bedroom was going to be empty for eight more weeks, they
decided Bethany should just put her extra belongings in storage and use
one of the existing beds so she would have her own bedroom. The two of
them decided to discuss Rebecca's upcoming date with Thomas. Rebecca
said she really loves her condo and would just as soon invite Thomas
back here for the night.

Bethany
agreed and said; “it's hard to find a luxury hotel suite to rival this
place.” Bethany also asked if Rebecca would be opposed to Bethany having
Bruce over, as well?

“That
sounds great! Rebecca assured her. As long as you and Bruce aren't
offended by whatever sounds might carry over from my bedroom,” Rebecca
added with a wink.

“I’m hardly the person to complain about loud sex. You heard the noises I make.” Bethany admitted.

“I wonder what Thomas has in mind for a social activity?” Rebecca wandered out loud.

Bethany confirmed that she had some clue but was going to leave it to Thomas to reveal.

Oak Park Country Club

Just then Rebecca's cell phone rang. It was Thomas.

“Hello
lovely! I'm looking forward to our special date and I wanted to discuss
my thoughts for the day. My dad is the golf pro at Oak Park country
club. I’d love to arrange a golf outing, followed by dinner at the
country club dining hall. They usually have live music and ballroom
dancing.”

“Oh
goodness! I'm in.” Rebecca assured him “I'll just need to bring along a
change of clothes. Will we have access to the lockers and showers?”

“Of
course. My dad will handle all of the accommodations. I must inform you
though, I was pretty much raised at that country club, and I think a
lot of the older folks will take interest in who I'm finally dating.
I've only been to a few of these swanky events. The last one was the
debutant ball, last year.”

Rebecca said; “Oh I'm so excited. I had my debutant ball when I turn 16. My dad was my date, that night.”

“Since you're on the phone, Thomas can I discuss our final destination?”

“Sure, what do you have in mind?” He asked.

“I've stayed in a lot of places and I really just want to invite you back here for the evening. Will that disappoint you?”

“Hmm,
a night in the penthouse of Park Plaza? Sounds like roughing it. Just
kidding. I am deeply honored and I want this to be an absolutely amazing
date for you, my lovely.”

Bethany
was cleaning up the kitchen but overheard some of Rebecca's words. She
scribbled a note and handed it to Rebecca. It said shall I plan to stay
somewhere else that night?

Rebecca
glanced at the note and said, “Oh Thomas; one more thing. Would it make
you feel uncomfortable if Bruce and Bethany were to make the other
bedroom their destination that night? They said they'll ignore all the
screams of ecstasy they might overhear.”

“Good
God! We all had sex on the floor of a college lecture bowl just last
week. If we could ignore other couples getting it on then; I'm sure we
can tolerate it again. Plus I think it might be fun conversation the
next morning over a cup of coffee.”

“Well
now, a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell, but I suppose others can’t help
overhearing things. That doesn’t mean we should confirm their
suspicions.”
The Hoe-Down.

The
next morning Bruce called Bethany to discuss his idea for a great date.
“On Saturday July 13th,” Bruce explained. “We would travel out to my
family’s ranch in the next county. We would enjoy trail riding on our
family’s horses. Then, that evening the Stone Creek township is having a
festival at the neighbors ranch it'll be a potluck dinner and barn
dance.”

“Barn dance? As in, square dancing? Or Western line dancing?” Bethany asked.

“I don't think anybody square dances anymore,” Bruce assured her. “But yeah, line dancing is still a thing in our county.”

“Well
Bruce, that sounds like a very fun way to spend the day getting to know
you better. Are you okay with coming back to the Park plaza
condominiums? You know I'm temporarily moving in with Rebecca while
maintenance is being done in the athletic dorms? I'll be in her spare
bedroom until school starts in September. You just have to be okay with
the noisy couple in the other bedroom?”

“Haha! Maybe we can make it a contest? Who can be noisier!“

“Oh please!” Bethany responded. “I resemble that!”
Casa Madera.

That afternoon, Alexis sent a text to Bethany.

“Hey
girl! I just talked to my aunt and uncle and said I'd love to take a
friend out to the cabin in a couple weeks. They said sure!”

Then
Alexis asked; “Do you think Malcolm will be okay with staying in a
remote cabin? It has electricity and plumbing, and all. I just hope it
doesn't disappoint him? It’s really a spectacular place. They named it
Casa Madera, which just means timber house, or log cabin.”

“Oh
my God! That sounds like a fantastic destination. Has he told you what
he's planning that day?” Bethany wanted to know what she knew.

“Um,
yeah. He wants to take me to the performing arts center for a Celtic
dance show. That's all I know, and it seems odd to go from a performing
arts center to a rustic cabin in the woods.”

“Don't
worry about it!” Bethany said. “As long as the cabin is presentable,
all Bruce is going to be interested in that night is the woman he's
with.”

Alexis
chuckled nervously. “My aunt and uncle didn't ask who I'm inviting. I
think they assume it's you, or one of my other girlfriends. You might
need to play along if I get in a jam. This aunt and uncle are not prudes
like most of my family. But I don't think they want the blowback for
contributing to the delinquency of a fair young maiden.”

“Count me in and I'll do my best to not blow your cover.” Bethany assured her.
Model Worthy.

Meanwhile Bruce was on the phone with Jackson; who was nervous about dating a world-class model like Michelle.

Bruce
encouraged him; “She wants to be a normal girl next door, Jackson. Be
gentle, sensitive, and genuine. You might also need to remember
flexibility, because things don't always go exactly as planned.”

“Well,
I want to take her to the new restaurant near the mall, called
Candelier. Then I want to take her to a pop concert out at the casino
ballroom.”

“Excellent!”
Bruce assured him. “I think she'll really enjoy that. I'm not sure how
much exposure to large crowds she wants to risk. She values her
anonymity. I know that runs contrary to what I would want, if I were in
your place. Hell, I'd be strutting her with pride and want the whole
world to take note.”

“Yeah, good point.” Jackson agreed. I’ll need to read her expressions and just adapt to the circumstances.”
Lake Wilburn.

Later
that night, Devin called Bruce and discussed his ideal date package.
His grandparents own a lake resort and he wants to spend a Saturday
there, with Erica. They would have full use of all the boats; including
ski boats, canoes, kayaks, and sailboats.

“Shit! You just want that box and babe in a bikini for the day!” Bruce chided him.

“And what's your point!” Devin retorted.

They laughed at the obvious and Bruce confirmed that it sounds like a blast.

“Hey Devin, Bethany's calling can I call you back when I'm done with her?”

“Sure!” And Devin hung up.

“Hey Bethany? “

“Hello Bruce. I just got off the phone with Erica and she's a bit nervous about her date with Devin.”

“Oh? Funny I just hung up with Devin to take your call. He's nervous too, by the way.”

“Well,
Erica kind of feels weird about it, but she wants to go camping. She
thinks that's a pretty weird way to end a date. But she still thinks she
should. What do you think?”

“Oh
my god! It's perfect. Just between you and me, Devin's grandparents own
a Lake resort. Devin wants to spend a day at the lake, boating fishing
and swimming. He's nervous that Erica might not be the outdoorsy type?”

“Oh this is too funny” Bethany chuckled.

“Now, does Erica want to camp in a campground? Because that resort might be a good fit for her plans, as well?”

“No, she wants to do wilderness camping with backpacks. In the state forest near lake Wilburn.”

“Oh
my God! Please tell Erica that she is spot on! Camping is perfect and
Lake Wilburn is even more perfect. I can't say more than that.”

“Okay, I'll call her back. Thanks for your help.”

“Okay babe, looking forward to our date, as well. And I’ll connect with Devin and assure him.

Bruce sent Devin a text; “Your planning is very compatible with what Erica is thinking. But I won't say more than that.”

When
Devin got the text, his curiosity really went into overdrive. Bruce
assured him; “Don't overthink it bro. Just go with it. Your gut
instincts are spot on.”

Bruce and Bethany were mostly able to keep secrets. The only challenge was Elizabeth and William’s coordination.

Blueberry Touring

William
was planning to take Elizabeth back to his hometown for the Brighton
annual Blueberry festival. It involved a parade, carnival, street dance,
and other events.

Elizabeth's
parents agreed to let her use an RV from their recreational vehicle
dealership. She thought it was absolutely too corny for a first date
destination but somehow she wanted to run it by Bethany.

Bethany
and Bruce had to divulge a little bit of William's plans. Then Bethany
and Elizabeth selected Aspen Park RV campground near the Blueberry
festival.

They
drove out to Aspen Park RV resort and talked to the owners. The bad
news was that the RV Park was completely booked for a private event that
particular weekend.

When
Elizabeth mentioned who her family was, the Aspen Park owners offered
to call the organization which had reserved the entire RV park. They
persuaded the organization to make an exception, provided that her RV
would be using the most remote lot available. The group was more
concerned that they might offend Elizabeth.

“Your
family has been very good to our RV park. You've greatly increased our
occupancy rate because of the great reviews that you've given us. We
wish we could do more to reciprocate with your family. But we will need
you to sign a confidentiality agreement with this organization. That's
all we're going to say.”

“You mean, something like, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?” Bethany speculated.

“Yes! Something very much like that.”

“Sure.
But I'm going to need to know who the other party to this agreement is.
Do we at least have a name of an organization?” Elizabeth pleaded.

“Yes, the Sun valley nature society. That's all we will say.”

Driving back to the college, Elizabeth said she was concerned that it was such a long drive to this resort.

That's when Bethany divulged that William’s plans were going to be out in this area, anyway.
Awaiting the special day.

Bruce
and Bethany sent a group text message out to everyone confirming that
they have been consulted and advised all of the couples, regarding
venues in itineraries. They urged the couples to contact each other
about clothing and other accommodations suitable for their activities.
With that, the couples were just counting the days. All of the dates
were able to begin on Saturday July 13th.

Lake Wilburn.

Devin
loaded up his Jeep Cherokee and headed to Erica's place where she was
waiting with a large duffel bag, cooler, and backpack. Once loaded, they
headed out of town. There are activities started with fishing. After
cleaning the fish they broke for lunch. Devin's grandparents insisted
they come dying with them. After lunch they went sailing, followed by
water skiing. Erica was an absolute blast and her string bikini was
especially entertaining for Devin.

After water skiing, Erica wanted to relax on the boat and lotion up for
tanning. Devon took Erica into a secluded cove and turned off the boat
motor. She offered to share lotion, and Devon took that queue to strip
naked. Erica loved the suggestion. They spent a long time spreading the
whole bottle of lotion all over each other, and building expectations
for later that evening. Finally they laid out for about 40 minutes,
getting a full tan. Then they swam naked in the cove for a while, before
returning the boat to the resort. About 6:00 that night, they loaded up
and Erica drove the two out to the state forest.

Blueberry Festival.

Elizabeth
and William drove the RV all the way to the Brighton blueberry
festival, where they parked in front of William’s parents’ house. The
small town festival was a blast and several of William’s high School
buddies were there. They were all enamored by the busty skinny hot date
William brought back from college. After enjoying so many activities,
they headed back to the house and said goodbye to his parents; then
drove off in the RV.

As
Elizabeth, a skilled driver of big rigs, drove the 40 foot
yacht-on-wheels, down the state highway, William marveled at her mastery
of the road.

“You seem to be able to concentrate on every aspect of getting there swiftly and safely.” William marveled.

Then he got up and came over behind her ‘captain’s chair’. He leaned in and kissed her on the side of her neck.

“Umm, that’s nice.” She smiled.

He gently placed both his hands on her shoulders and softly massaged them. After 10 seconds he stopped.

“You don’t have to stop, William. I was really loving that.”

That
was just what William wanted her to say. Then he resumed. He was
standing directly behind her and softly stroking her upper arms and
shoulders. Then he slide down the front of her chest, where her amazing D
cup tits were situated. He unbuttoned two more buttons. Then he crossed
his hands over and slid both hands in, under her stretch lace underwire
bra. He found 2 very pronounce nipples towering out, perhaps most of an
inch outward from her soft, squeezable mammaries.

And
that’s when the devoted driver in her decided she had limits. “Oh Gawd,
I can’t wait to get this beast parked and take this further. But you
better give me a breather. This is one of our rentals and I have to make
sure the upholstery doesn’t smell like pussy. The RV park is just 5
minutes away.”

William kissed her neck, softly, and went back to his seat.

Oak Park Country Club.

Thomas
and Rebecca arrived at the golf course at about noon, and a golf cart
was waiting for them at the first tee. So many of the club members
visited Thomas throughout the course, and made typical comments designed
to embarrass a young man on his first date with the darling lass.

After
golf, they had some time to kill hanging out at the pool. Thomas made
sure to give Rebecca plenty of time getting ready for the evening. While
he showered and dressed in a sport coat, Rebecca was doing up her hair
and makeup, and getting into a cherry red cocktail dress.

Dinner
was excellent, and dancing was even more fun. The only frustration
Thomas experienced, was all the old men who presumed they had a right to
dance just one dance with Rebecca. Thomas ended up dancing with the old
ladies almost as much as he did with Rebecca.

Stone Creek Township.

Bruce
and Bethany left for the ranch around 10:00 a.m. and had an early lunch
at the local barbecue restaurant. Then it was trail riding, with a
couple of breaks along the path. The two shared a lot of common
interests. Both were very committed to their athletic pursuits. Both
enjoyed a general commitment to fitness and health.

At
one hilltop, Bruce dismounted and sat on the steep slope, facing the
valley below. Bethany came and sat by him, saying nothing.

After about 3 minutes, Bruce said; “This spot is where I’ve made most of the important decisions of my life.”

“I love the view.” Bethany said. “It really helps to have a place like this. Everyone needs a quiet place.”

Bruce just nodded.

Bethany laid her head down on Bruce’s thigh, and she lovingly rubbed along his leg.

Bruce
broke the silence to tell Bethany just how much he admires her spirit;
her grace. “You’re one of the most peaceful people I’ve ever met. I
barely know you, but I really feel I can trust you. Is it okay for me to
say that?”

“Bruce, that might be one of the kindest compliments anyone has expressed to me. Thank You.”

By
now Bruce was gently caressing Bethany’s shoulder and chest. As his
hand softly lifted and squeezed her near breast, he added; “You are
beautiful, through and through, and with healthy portions of beauty,
endless and enduring.”

“Oh, Bruce! Take me now! You are an amazing lover.” Bethany was swooning.

“Mom
and dad need our help prepping for the dinner gathering. But when I
make love to you, I don’t want to have any distractions or time limits.
Are you going to be okay?”

“I
already need to change out my panty liner, or maybe my blue jeans; but
I’ll be patient until I run out of patience. Then I’ll attack your sexy
body, wherever we are.”

At
about 4:00 p.m., they returned the horses and brushed then down at the
stable. Then they headed over to the Winston ranch where the township
barn dance and dinner was being prepared.

Bethany pulled out a German chocolate cake, which she had baked the night before.

“You didn't need to bring anything, Bethany.” Bruce insisted “You're my date, today.”

“My
mother would be ashamed of me for ever showing up at a potluck without a
dish. That's something that is not going to change, Bruce. I will
always be in my mother's daughter.”

Bruce's
mother was at the food tables, helping organize the various dishes, so
that desserts where grouped with the other desserts; salads grouped
together, and so forth. Bethany seemed to get along great with Bruce's
mother, and the two worked together, while Bruce helped his dad organize
the parking, out in the just-cut hayfield.

At
5:00 p.m., the township council leaders stepped to the microphone and
welcomed everybody. Reverend Anderson set a prayer blessing. Then
several lines formed around the various tables so that everybody could
quickly get their food. A few young women happened to take great
interest in who Bruce's date was. Some were so bold as to start a
conversation; “Hey Bruce! Good to see you back on the ranch!” Then they
turned to Bethany and introduced themselves. What they were really doing
was sizing her up and report back to their gossip circles.

“Don't
mind them,” Bruce's mother advised. “Bethany, some girls are frustrated
that Bruce got away. Just smile, be polite, and don't give them any
reason to criticize you. They'll make it up on their own.” She winked.

The cover band did a great selection of classic country western, western swing, new country, and even a little Southern rock.

Bethany
absolutely loved the dance. Bruce's mother had a good selection of
women's cowboy boots, and she happened to be the same shoe size as
Bethany. But what Bethany loved best was the cowboy hat that she was
lent by Bruce's mother.

Bethany fit right in.

The line dances were especially fun, and Bethany only flubbed up a couple of times.

Returning
back to their table she said to Bruce; “Thank God for YouTube
line-dance videos. There's a video for learning everything.”

Metro Performing Arts Auditorium.

Malcolm
picked up Alexis at about 3:00 p.m. She was wearing a white dress with a
cardigan sweater. They had dinner reservations for 5:00 p.m., but
Malcolm said they need to stop by at the performing arts center first.
He wore a corduroy sport coat with casual slacks and an oxford
button-down shirt.

The
usher in the lobby approached Malcolm to confirm his identity. Then he
took them back to the dressing rooms where Malcolm's aunt was waiting.

“Malcolm! What's going on?” Alexis was puzzled.

“Aunt Irene! It's great to see you! How's the family and how is the tour going?”

“Oh my! Wee Malcolm has grown into a strapping young fella! And who be the lovely lass that we are honored to meet?”

“Excuse
my bad manners, aunt Irene. Irene, this is Alexis; one of my fellow
students here at the university. Alexis this is Irene Balford, the
leader of the dance troupe and executive producer of the show. She's
also one of the best Celtic dancers in the world.”

Alexis was star-struck and completely stunned.

Malcolm
and his aunt briefly visited about family and such. Irene handed
Malcolm 2 tickets for the front row, and hugged him. “Please stop by the
back stage after the show. I want you to meet some of the new cast, and
visit some of the folks your family has always known.”

With that, Malcolm and Alexis went to the Skyline club, where Malcolm had reservations for dinner.

Skyline Restaurant.

“I had no idea your family produced that stage show? It’s world renown!”

“Yeah, Irene is the one who made it successful. Our family has always loved the Irish traditions.”

“Do you do any folk dances?” Alexis was curious.

“Do I! All of them. But I got burnt out when I was 14.”

“Did you perform publicly?”

“Define publicly?” Malcolm evaded.

“On stage? Were tickets purchased to see your art?”

“Yes, and yes.” Malcolm admitted.

Alexis could read his expressions and knew he didn’t want to talk about it.

“I’m having a wonderful time with you, Malcolm.” Alexis redirected the conversation.

“So you don’t mind the cultural dance event?” Malcolm asked.

“Oh, I think I will like it a lot. Perhaps more than you? But what is the back stage thing Irene mentioned?”

“She
always has caterers provide a group meal after the show. You have no
idea how many calories are burnt up in Celtic dancing.”

“That’s very good of her to look after their needs.”

“My
mom got food poisoning from a restaurant she and dad ate at, in
Philadelphia, late one night. It set back the whole group. Irene is
smart. She has a lot invested in this tour, and healthy food,
conveniently delivered, is a cheap insurance policy for the health of
her stage athletes.”

“Athletes? I guess that’s very true, isn’t it?”

“The
hardest part isn’t the jumps and spins. It’s doing them so that they
look effortless. We actually seek to hide the athletics. But it’s what
propels the show.”

“Well,
after the show, I have a special destination that I’m inviting you to.
The only thing I ask is that you be discrete, because my aunt thinks I’m
inviting one of the girls to stay at their cabin, tonight.”

“A Cabin? Like Out in the woods, cabin?”

“Yep!
A quarter mile from the next neighbor’s place. I don’t want to worry
about how loud we get.” Alexis said with a blushing grin.

They
returned to the performing arts center and truly did love the show.
Malcolm frequently whispered to Alexis about what was about to happen
next. As the show was about to do their finale’, Irene stepped up to the
microphone for a personal word with the audience. She thanked the city
for their welcoming heart, their goodness to the Irish people who came
to America over the centuries, and their fondness for the Irish culture.

“I
want to especially thank you for taking in a former cast member, who is
currently a student at Berkley University. Please meet my dear nephew,
Malcolm, who spent 6 years touring the world with our dance troupe.
Malcolm; Stand and great the rest of your fellow townsmen.”

Malcolm
swiftly and gracefully stood and greeted the crowd from his front row.
The spotlights were instantly on him and he retained all the stagecraft
of his childhood, smoothly bowing, then blowing kisses to the crowd.

A
roar of appreciation filled the room for an extended time. Malcolm
bowed again and then gestured the attention back to his aunt, on center
stage.

The
message was clear. This town felt it a deep honor that this dance
troupe, from far across the ocean, would lend part of their cast to this
city, trusting this university to help him further develop.

Tears
were rolling down his cheeks when Malcolm found his seat. Alexis held
his hand while the finale progressed When every dancer in the troupe was
finally on stage, pouring their last ounce of energy into their feet,
still gracefully hiding the athletic strain, the Crescendo brought the
whole crowd to their feet, in thunderous applause.

After
the performance, Alexis and Malcolm were not able to get backstage
until a number of people personally greeted him. The mayor and his wife
were among them, as was the university president and so many patrons of
the arts.

Back
stage, several familiar faces approached Malcolm, including some girls
his own age. His cousin Nancy was very kind to Alexis and told Alexis
some hilarious stories that Nancy didn’t think Malcolm wanted his date
to know.

Finally they hugged several of them and Malcolm insisted that Alexis has a curfew. More questions ensued.

“How long have you two dated?”

“Five hours.”

“What?”

“This is our first date.”

“Oh, But you’ve known each other for a year? “

“No, we met in summer school, last month.”

“But you seem so natural, and at ease with each other?”

“Well; we’re study partners.”

“Oh,
sure. Well she’s a lovely lady, Malcolm. Your parents would be
lecturing you to not let her get away.” Irene said in an auntish sort of
way.

“I’ll lose her if I violate curfew, Aunty.”

“Oh
dear! Go. I’m so sorry. Go! And if you’re late, go in with her, and
humbly state your case. I and the mayor will vouch for you.”

The two rushed out before any straggling patrons could detain them.

Candelier Restaurant.

Michelle
and Jackson walked into the Candelier restaurant before the evening
rush. Jackson was told their table will be ready in less than 5 minutes.

Michelle
sat in the waiting area and glanced over at the takeout counter. Doing a
doubletake she stared into a time machine. Carl Allen, assistant to
Stellar Modeling’s President, Candice Carlson; was busy texting while
waiting for his ‘to go’ order to be brought up. Just then he glanced up.
Immediately he locked his eyes on Michelle. Expressionless he stared.
Then, as if breaking out of a trance, he dialed a number and held the
phone to his ear. After less than a minute, he hung up and walked a bee
line to her seat.

“Mindy? Oh my! How have you been”

“I’m fine, Carl. Why are you here?”

“Candice is a business partner with the Teen Miss pageant. And we’re also doing a modeling event at the Mall right now.”

“Jackson? Party of Two” the Matra De called out. The two stood and started walking.

“I’m
not surprised. You need more naïve girls to refill your stocks.”
Michelle told her old modeling management. Then she went to the table
without the politeness of a parting salutation.

As Jackson helped seat his lovely date, she apologized. “A bad face from my past. My modeling agency’s henchmen.”

Looking
over their menus, they were startled when a 40-some woman in a pantsuit
seated herself at their table. “Mindy, darling. It’s so good to see
you.”

“What do you want? Michelle answered coldly.”

“Are you doing well? You look fantastic, my dear.”

“Get to your point before we have you thrown out.”

“I have a fantastic opportunity for you. It’s local and last-minute.”

“Some deva stood you up? You need to start asking yourself why this keeps happening to you.”

“A
person whom we contracted with, is unable to fulfill her role, this
afternoon and evening. When Carl saw you, he suggested I offer you the
spot and let you have the honors.”

“I’m on a date, thank you.” Michelle bluntly dismissed her offer.

Jackson
extended his hand to politely introduce himself. Michelle reached up
and took his wrist, and gently redirected it down to his lap; “She’s not
polite company, Jackson.”

“Mindy, name your price, your terms,” Candice put on her negotiating face.

“Oh
my god! You really are desperate. Karma really does bite, doesn’t it?
Tell me everything. What void needs to be filled and how soon.”

“Brenda
Goddard, the leading fashion model for twenty of my fashion label
clients, walked out this morning. She is supposed to address a crowd of
300 teen girls and their mothers, over in the center court of the
shopping mall, just across the parking lot from here. Then she’s
supposed to crown the state Teen Miss, over at the Casino Auditorium.
You’d be perfect for both. That’s it. Tell me what we need to do, to put
the past behind us and make this a one-time gig?”

“We’ll never put the past behind us, Candice. And I do have a price. Tell me when you’re ready. “

“Fire away. What do you need?”

One.
Get your attorney on the phone. I’m calling my family attorney as we
speak. Completely dissolve your ‘breach of contract’ lawsuit. We’ll do a
4 way facetime. It will be a recorded verbal contract, preserved to
digital, and enforceable in court. Two.”

“Go ahead.” Candice said in rapt concentration.

“I
want the penthouse suite for the night. The one Brenda certainly
demanded as part of her compensation package. I want valet and security
in the mall. I’ll be gracious to the girls, but I want to give them 3
minutes of career advice, at the modeling conference. I won’t defame you
or your agency by name. But I will tell the girls to respect the wisdom
of their parents. Three.”

“The third would be?” Candice was getting ansy.

“You
ask Jackson, here; to agree to this. He will be by my side for
everything. Not on the stage, but everywhere else. We’re on a date, damn
it! And this date is far more important to me, than any of your
business offers. Jackson, the floor is yours.”

Jackson
began; “Candice, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. But I do put a
high stock in the wisdom of Michelle. I want our passage to and from
our vehicle to be secure, and parking by valet. The hotel Penthouse
suite charges will be covered by you, including any charges for services
and products provided between now and 11am tomorrow morning. Michelle’s
real name will remain confidential. My name will, as well. You will
cite all of Michelle’s professional accomplishments and speak
respectfully of her choice to devote all her attention to her education.
You will pay her $400 cash, in addition to her stated demands. Those
are my terms.”

“Done!
Meryl, I’m sorry to bother you on a Saturday, but an emergency legal
matter has occurred. I’m at an event and dealing with a logistics
crisis. We ran into Mindy Olson, by chance, and I have negotiated terms
for her services. Part of those terms require a dismissal of our lawsuit
for her previous breach of contract. She’s talking to her lawyer, now.
We want to do a facetime video to seal it, because we need her on stage
in.. 12 minutes.”

Candice rattled off the terms rapidly. It seems Meryl was sitting in a chaise lounge near a swimming pool.

Michelle
had the facetime invites sent and as they walked out of Candeliers,
they four listened to Candice recite all the terms, including the
matters Jackson inserted. As they approached their car in the parking
lot, Michelle finished reciting her identification data for the record.
Then she hung up.

Oak Glen Shopping Mall.

The
40-second drive across the parking lot did not give them time to say
much. A Mall security officer flagged them into a loading zone where a
security detail was ready to escort them. Candice appeared out of
nowhere and recited the important details and confirmed the company data
about which Michelle was a spokes-model for.

Behind
the pipe and drape dividers, Jackson and Michelle walked hand-in-hand.
The spick baritone voice of the announcer began the introduction of
Mindy Olson, the face of Fresh Day Feminine hygiene, Abercrombie and
Finch, and Poise Intimate apparel. Miss Min Dee Ol Son.

Soprano
screams and applause could be heard all the way to Macy’s at the other
end of the mall. Cue cards guided Mindy’s prepared words. She recognized
all the sponsors, all the labels, and all the events. As the last card
dropped, Michelle said, “And finally, I want to share some unprepared
personal advice to so many of you exceptionally talented, immensely
photogenic, and devoted energetic next generation of fashion and
presentation.

Many
of you are here, in the company of parents, siblings, and friends.
Value them. Value your parents’ wisdom. You are shooting for the stars.
However, stay tethered to a trusted foundation. You will make mistakes.
Some will seek to influence you, who have not yet earned your trust.
Admit to yourself that you need good career counsel and submit yourself
to those trustworthy voices. Do not sell yourself short, and don’t ever
want something so bad, that you compromise who you are and what you know
is right. Thank you!”

With that, she turned to the M C and handed off her mike. Then she took Jackson’s hand and stepped out the back of the stage.

Candice
was standing directly in her way. “Mindy, what you just said was
faultless and classy. I’m glad we gave you the microphone. I hope we
captured a recording, because someone needs to tell that message at
every modeling conference we conduct. Thank you.” Candice gave Mindy a
hug. Mindy did not reciprocate. Jackson and Michelle walked the dark
pipe and drape corridor to the far end, where a security cop was
standing guard.

“Miss
Olson, We have an escort team ready to take you to your vehicle.” As
the couple stepped out of the cloth tunnel, a crowd of teens, guys and
gals, were pressing in to greet the celebrity couple and get autographs,
selfies, and hopefully some verbal interaction. The escort kept the
couple moving, albeit slowly. Mindy signed several autographs and paused
for at least 8 selfies. Then they reached the secure area and out to
Jackson’s car.

To be continued.

By zachattack163 for Literotica