Left Behind – Part 1
Cruising out to Rick's on my sled I was enjoying the cool weather and familiar surroundings this visit back home was doing for me. It had been almost a year since a promotion transported me away from the rolling, piney wood hillsides, soft green grass and beautifully, majestic magnolias of my birthplace.
A sense of dread over the long ride back to Texas came over me leaning over to turn into the dirt path driveway that led down into the holler to Rick's old homestead. Noticing several vehicles in various states of condition were strewn around the front and on the far side of the house there was no telling who might be home this time of the afternoon.
As I goosed that oh so sweet rumble the V-Twin efficiently reciprocated from between my legs as our way of ringing a doorbell, someone opened the front door to see who had arrived. I didn't recognize the guy but moments later as I killed the engine and threw down the kickstand, Rick came hustling out at a full trot, laughing and clapping his hands seeming to be glad to see me. Having known each other since our first gridiron confrontation way back in the fifth grade I was prepared for one of his infamous welcome hugs. Squaring around to face him we met chest to chest but instead of him getting the upper hand I surprised him and went almost limp and rolled backwards suddenly and watched as he was taken completely unaware and was vaulted right over me. Spitting and sputtering the parts of the lawn that he had just been reintroduced to; we started laughing as I recovered quickly, stood up and reached out to help him up.
"How the hell are you, boy?" Rick exclaimed as I helped swat the grass and dirt from his shirt.
Hugging each other like long, lost brothers and feeling the breath leave my lungs I could only say, "Good man! Real good! I'll be better when you stop trying to pay me back for that rib YOU broke trying to run over me that day in practice."
"I still get a tweak of pain from that now and again." he said as we walked back towards the house.
Quickly stepping in front of me he swung the door open and yelled into the music filled living room, "Hey guys, we're ready now! Ya'll are in for treat. This here's my best bud ever. Chuck, say hello to everybody!" Rick said with a swish of his arm.
Looking around I recognized Red Waters and Big Mike. They hadn't changed any over the past year. In the corner sat Java waving at me to come on in. Other than those three I didn't know any of the other dozen or so people sitting and standing around the large party room drinking beer and listening to Van Halen's rendition of ‘Ice Cream Man'.
"Didn't know you were having a party or I'da baked a cake." I quipped looking around and nodding to all of the strange faces in the crowd. "What's going on?" I asked stepping over and shaking hands with Bobby "Java Man" Valon.
The next hour or so we sat around and I met everyone by name but can hardly say I remembered anyone except for Roger and Rick's new girlfriend, Jewell. She was a jewel too! About 5'5", brown eyed with black shiny hair that ran halfway down her back. She was wearing a large football jersey tied in a knot at her midriff and had a pair of tight fitting jeans that showed off a terrific ass she was quite proud of showing off.
"You gonna go to the concert with us aren't ya?" she whispered as I walked over to get a beer from her.
"I hadn't given it much thought." I said and looked around at Rick.
Motioning him over, she whispered in his ear and he then looked at me with a questioning face and led me down the hall towards his bedroom.
Jewell followed us and as we stepped inside she quietly closed the door behind her and said to Rick, "Honey, Vince ain't gonna show so let's give his ticket to Chuck and let's get going."
"Who's playing?" I asked as Rick told me that they were going to the coast to see Van Halen in the coliseum. "Cool!" I said. "I'll ride my sled and follow ya'll down there."
"No!" Jewell begged. "You can ride with us and leave your bike in the shed with Rick's. We're gonna make a whole night of it and I want you to ride with us, ok?"
Thinking about it for a minute Rick told me that my ticket was already paid for and that he had a couple of surprises for me on the trip down.
"Oh all right, what the hell." I said.
I didn't have to get back to Texas for a couple of days so having settled that Jewell whispered again to Rick and he nodded okay which prompted her to grab her jersey at the knot, untie it and pull it up to show me the two handfuls of firm tits she revealed.
"Here's a little peak at one of your surprises." she said giggling like a little girl and turning red in the face. "I like to show ‘em off to Rick's special friends every now and then.", and just as quickly pulled the shirt back down and retied the knot the way it was before.
"We're gonna have a good time." Rick said as he walked out the door. "Hey ya'll, load up! We're heading out so whoever's going get ready."
Moments later Rick and I are in the cramped backseat of Roger's little sports car. Jewell is riding shotgun in front and Roger is speed shifting through the gears down the highway. Reaching into his shirt pocket, Rick handed me what looked like a small postage stamp and said, "Here, try some of this. We ran across a little party enhancement on the way home last week and you have got to try it. It'll knock your socks off!"
"Enhancement?" I asked. "I haven't considered doing any of that for a long time." I said handing it back to him.
