Chapter 5: Briana, Stony and Alicia Needs a Favor
We were within two weeks of White Girl Pride Day when I ran into Alicia's friend Briana at the garden center.
She saw me first. "Hey Jeff," she cried over with a nice big wave and smile. I turned to her voice. She had on grubby jeans with mud stained knees and a ragged old Notre Dame sweatshirt. Her auburn hair, which is generally so pretty and neat, was a frizzy mess. I could see sweat stains over her breasts and at the armpits.
I walked over to her in a little bulb-nook off the main aisle, just the two of us in there. There was a little line of moisture on her upper lip and a smudge of soil on her cheek.
"Hey Bri, how're things?"
She looked down at her outfit and laughed. "Pretty gross right now, that's how. I must look horrible to you." She had this pretty cute sexy/husky voice, not like the voices of the other girls. "I'd give you a nice hug if I wasn't so filthy," she said with a flirty little giggle. Which by the way is totally allowed since she's a good friend of my wife's.
"No, no. Out gardening today?"
"You deduced it? My God you are sharp! You're like a private dick, or someone in Security." She grinned and went on. "Just trying to get some phlox in, add a little color to the yard. Wanted to do it now before...well, if I...you know...if I get too busy later I mean."
I knew what she meant. Alicia told me Briana surprised the girls a week earlier by signing up for White Girl Pride Day, just two days before the cutoff.
She could tell I knew. "Alicia told you?"
"Yeah." I paused, didn't know what to say. So I kind of wiggled my eyebrows then and said, "I guess you kind of shocked the girls."
She laughed. "Yeah, I know. Crazy old me. I was a bitch about it but...I guess in the end I decided to do it as kind of a goof. I was curious like everyone else."
"Goof?" It seemed incredible. WGPD a goof? Talk about inappropriate. But I didn't want to criticize, so I just asked, "You're serious? You're really not into it?" I thought a totally pretty girl like Briana would have a decent chance of making the show. But it would be good news for Alicia that a sexy competitor was so half-hearted.
"I don't know. I wasn't at all. Figured I had all the white pride I needed without the help of a Pharaoh, you know?" She paused to giggle nervously, and I guess I did the same. Also not at all appropriate, but that's Briana. "Anyway, then I got curious and figured what the heck. Now that I'm in I definitely feel more motivated. So who knows? Maybe I get lucky."
"Yeah. Oh, well good luck to you, Bri."
"Thanks. Gotta say it would be nice to have that one month paid vacation."
Again! Cause that didn't sound right either, like it was all for her benefit, for the girl who won. I had to bite my tongue. It's not up to me to educate someone else's wife. I let it go.
I guess I got a little flummoxed then and kind of blurted out, "I hear that. Would be nice if the husbands could go too..."
She gave me a strange look. "Would kinda defeat the purpose wouldn't it? Him hanging around?"
"I guess. Unless we were given, like jobs, you know, ways to help out."
She was silent at the idea. I'm not even sure why I said it to begin with. It is pretty weird. Probably just nerves or something.
To change the subject I said, "Anyway, I really do mean it. Good luck, now that you're in."
"Thank you, Jeff."
I laughed and said, "Of course except against Alicia."
She smiled back and said, "Oh don't worry about your wife, she's gonna get in for sure."
"Maybe. We hope. Fingers crossed."
"Nah, it won't be luck. Her body? Her face? Her attitude? She's a natural for this."
It made me flash back to Scots Willy, who had said Alicia was a natural at other things.
Maybe Briana could read it in my face. She giggled coyly and said, "Plus her skills."
Her eyes opened wide and she stared into mine. A broad smile on her face. She was letting me know she knew, that she knew what those skills were. It kind of shocked me. So weird to have another girl, a girlfriend, mention it.
It made me chub up a little, talking about it with a pretty girl like Briana. I felt a surge of pride in Alicia. It wasn't just me who knew, or rather me and Willy, or me, Willy and Alicia's parents, or me, Willy, her parents and Eric if you count dead people. Briana kept those eyes and smile trained on me. I pictured her doing it with her husband and chubbed a bit more.
A thought popped unbidden into my head. Briana. Naked on my bed, our bed. Me. Licking the salty sweat from between her tits, from her belly and thighs. Me. Fucking her. The old fashioned way, no frills.
I shook it off and came back to her. I feel sure that all these crazy things I think, that it's just nerves. I hope.
I had to say something, her eyes were making me. I had to acknowledge what she said.
