Thank you to my editor drbob80. Also thank you to lancerinLA and leftylooo for their input.
I neglected to mention in the first installment that this is essentially the true life story of a very close friend of mine. Some of the stuff is not chronologically in order for reasons of legality, but, the descriptions are of actual events.
If you haven't read Ch. 01, the beginning might not make any sense, so I suggest that you do. Otherwise, the story should stand on it's own.
If you read Chronicles of Chris Ch. 01 and have been waiting for the next installment, I apologize.
This is part of a long writing jag that found me writing many chapters, so the subsequent chapters will be submitted soon and much more frequently.
I went home that night and just fell into bed. I fell asleep quickly, having had a very full day. My dreams were of Joni and Eva. It was weird because I woke up several times during the night because the dreams seemed so real. My dream of Joni started with me watching her from afar, as I did all through high school, hoping she would acknowledge me. The dream morphed into the hand job at the pool and I woke up abruptly with a hard-on and a smile before drifting back to sleep.
After I fell asleep, again I dreamt of Eva. The dream was more complex because I'd been having dreams of her for the last three years. The dreams had always included all my unrealized desires and now that most had been achieved, the dream was more like a memory of actual events. When I remembered that the night had really happened, I woke up, mostly in wonder that it had actually happened, again with a hard-on and an even bigger smile. As a result of the dreams and the aftermath, I did not sleep very well.
The next morning I was lying in bed, awake, trying to wrap my head around the events of the previous day, when the phone rang. I let it ring several times before I remembered that my mom was at my sister's house. I scrambled out of bed, grabbed the phone, and answered somewhat breathlessly.
"Jesus, Chris!" Joni's husky voice laughed into the phone, "Are you STILL fucking Mrs. P?"
"Whwhat do yyou mmean?" I stammered into the phone. She had caught me COMPLETELY off guard. I didn't expect her to call and I certainly wasn't prepared for that question.
At first, all I heard was unrestrained laughter. Then, she finally composed herself enough to answer my question.
"I just meant that you were out of breath when you answered the phone. I was simply teasing you." Joni said. "But, the way you responded was interesting. So, are you?"
"Am I, what?" I asked, trying to buy some time.
"Fucking her, right now, Studley," she said. "But, I think you knew that, didn't you?"
I was quiet and I think she got anxious.
"Chris," she said softly, "I'm teasing, you know?"
"Yeah, I know." I said just as quietly.
"Chris, Sara and I ran into the guys last night at the movie. I asked where you were and Danny said you had a headache from the sun and he thought his mom was taking care of you." She explained. "I think I know the part of you for which she was caring. It may have had a head, but it wasn't on your shoulders. Am I right?"
I still didn't answer.
"Not gonna tell me are you?" She asked. "Well, it's good to know that you don't kiss and tell. Why were you out of breath, then?" Finally, she changed the subject.
"I was lying in bed and forgot that my mom's not here and when I finally remembered, I had to run for the phone," I said.
"Oh, that makes sense." Joni said.
"Joni?" I said.
"Yes, Chris?" She answered.
"Why are you calling me?" I asked.
"I told you yesterday to call me and since I saw the guys last night, all I can think about is you and how you're gonna be leaving." The tone in Joni's voice had changed from a teasing tone to one that sounded almost shy. I found that interesting because I hadn't thought Joni had a shy bone in her body. "I really want us to get together and I was afraid that you wouldn't call me."
"Actually, Joni, I was lying here thinking about doing just that." I said. "I just didn't have the energy, yet."
As soon as it cleared my lips, I regretted saying it. I'll give Joni this; I think she really tried not to laugh. I heard the snort and then the sound of the phone being covered up. I think it was too much for her and, finally, I heard the laughter from the phone, again. I figured I deserved it for the careless remark and just waited her out.
"I'm sorry, Chris," she said as soon as she had sufficiently recovered, "I was trying not to laugh again, but, I just couldn't help it. It was just too funny." She finished with a giggle.
"I know, I deserved it," I admitted. "I simply made it too easy for you. Anyway, I was going to call you and see if you wanted to do something today. You just beat me to the call."
"Yes, I do want to see you today and do something." Joni said excitedly. "Did you have anything in mind?"
"I'd like to go over to the island, if that's OK with you." I said. "The weather is great and nobody ever goes over there."
There was a small island in one of the Northridge lakes. It was good for being out in the sun, but it was also good for being alone. Danny, Moose, Steve and I hung out there all the time, but we rarely saw anybody else out there. If you were on the east side of the island, no one could see you from the road or any of the condos. We had cleared out and smoothed a space to throw out a blanket, or in some cases, sleeping bags.
"The island would be great, we can get some sun!" Joni readily agreed to the plan. "I'll pack a lunch, if you'll bring a cooler."
"OK, I'll throw some sodas in a cooler and I think Mom has some fruit in the fridge." I said. "When do you want me to be at your house?"
"Fruit sounds great," Joni, answered. "Um, how about if you get here about noon? That'll give me plenty of time to fix lunch and get ready."
"OK, I'll see you then, Joni." I said, getting ready to hang up.
"Uh, Chris?" Joni said hesitantly.
"Yeah, Joni?" I answered.
