Her Journey Begins (13 page)

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   Driving up the mountain road Brandon catches Chris twiddling her fingers. Reaching over he places his hand on hers.

  
“
You nervous?
”
Chris looks over and smiles.

  
“
Just a little, but I will be more nervous if you don
’
t put both hands on the wheel.
”

Brandon puts his hand back on the wheel and Chris starts fidgeting again. Brandon reaches over and pinches her nipple through her shirt.

   
“
Does this still hurt?
”
Laughing Chris pushes his hand away.

  
“
Brandon!
”

He touches her hip.

  
“
How about here?
”
Pushing his hand away again Chris can
’
t stop laughing.

  
“
Okay! I
’
ll stop.
”

Brandon takes her hand and places it in his lap.

  
“
How about you fidget here?
”

Chris touches him softly, takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a soft sigh before pulling her hand away.
“
I don
’
t want to distract you. I better let you drive.
”

     Pulling up in the driveway Brandon shuts off the car.

  
“
We
’
re here. Safe and sound.
”

Chris Smiles.
“
Will wonders never cease.
”
Brandon puts one arm on the back of her seat and reaches over with his other hand and pinches her nipple.
“
Brandon
…
You are asking for it, you know that?
”

Brandon gives her a mischievous grin.
“
You going to give it to me in the car?
”

Chris reaches over, touches him and finds he
’
s quite excited. Shaking her head she tells him no.

  
“
Darn.
“
Brandon mutters while still grinning.
“
Alright, let
’
s get out, before you get all fidgety again.
”

   Brandon takes the picnic basket into the kitchen and Chris walks into the living room. Coming out of the kitchen, Brandon
’
s hoping Chris is lying on the floor again. Disappointed to say the least he sees her standing in front of the bookcase instead, looking at a picture of him with his mom and dad. Walking up behind her he slips his arms around her waist and kisses her neck.

  
“
You smell good. How about
…”
Pointing at the picture Chris interrupts him.

  
“
How old were you there?
”

  
“
Hmm
…
I don
’
t know, probably about three.
”

  
“
You were so cute. Look at all that curly blond hair. Just like a cute little girl.
”

   He squeezes her.
“
Gee thanks. I can tell you one thing though, if we ever have a little girl, she better look like you and not me.
”

  
“
Brandon, what was it like growing up an only child?
”

  
“
It was okay, I guess. You should know, you grew up an only child also.
”

  
“
No, not really, I had younger foster brothers and sisters until I was twelve.
”

  
“
Do you miss them?
”

  
“
Some of them, Jason especially.
”

  
“
Who was Jason?
”

  
“
He was this little 4
½
year old boy at my last foster home.
”

  
“
What happened to him?
”

Chris smiles,
“
He got moved to a different foster home the same day I did and the family he got placed with, adopted him. He
’
s just about 11 now.
”

  
“
Why didn
’
t Barb and Brad adopt you?
”

  
“
They couldn
’
t afford the adoption fees. Funny the state will pay you to take care of the kids and yet they want you to pay them to take the kids off their hands. It just doesn
’
t make sense.
”

  
“
You ready to go?
”

  
“
Sure, where are we going?
”

  
“
I thought we
’
d go out and do some hiking and exploring. We can take your camera, a sheet and our lunch with us and have a picnic.
”

  
“
I
’
d like that.
”

They walk up the small hill to the field where they played in the snow just a couple of months ago. Chris looks around at it in wonder. She closes her eyes and inhales the sweet scent of the pine trees.
“
Oh Brandon, it
’
s beautiful.
“

Brandon reaches down and picks a wildflower and places it in Chris
’
hair.
“
You
’
re beautiful.
”

Chris smiles at him then looks up at the clear blue sky.
“
Brandon look. It
’
s an eagle. Oh wait. There are two of them.
”
  Chris holds up her camera and focuses in on the eagles.
“
Brandon is this your mom and dads property too?
”

   Brandon
’
s amused at her big blue eyes. She reminds him of  a  child that has seen her first Christmas tree. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her close.
“
No. Mom and dads property ends at the bottom of the hill. This is Mother Nature
’
s property.
”

  
“
Does anyone else live up here?
”
Chris asks as she is looking around at the vastness of the field.
“
It
’
s so quiet.
”

  
“
Sure, there are cabins here and there.
”
He points out some of them hidden behind the trees.
“
I
’
ll take you down by the lake, from there you can see almost all the houses up here on the hill. In fact we can spend a couple of hours down there exploring and then eat lunch by the water before coming back up this way.
”

   They walk hand in hand through the trees with Brandon pointing out the different sites along the way. Chris can see there are quite a few people out on the lake today even though it
’
s a Wednesday. But she knows most are teenagers out here for spring break.

  
“
We should have brought our bathing suits!
”

Brandon hears the excitement in her voice and grins.
“
We could go skinny dipping.
”

   
“
Oh yeah, we could do that. Uh huh, sure.
”

  
“
And why not?
”

Chris blushes and whispers like she
‘
s afraid someone might hear her.
“
I don
’
t want everyone to see me naked.
”

Brandon pulls her into his arms.
“
Can I see you naked again?
”
Chris wraps her arms around his neck and whispers in his ear.

  
“
If you want.
”

  
“
Here?
”
He asks as he pulls her closer. Pressing against him, Chris can feel the rise and fall of his chest and the growing excitement between them.

  
“
Here?
”
Her voice resonates with shock.

  
“
I want you here. Now. I don
’
t want to wait till we get back to the cabin. Will you do it with me here?
”

  
“
Brandon, we can
’
t do that. Someone will see us.
”

   
“
No they won
’
t. Come on, I
’
ll show you.
”
He leads her up the embankment a little ways where there is an alcove surrounded by trees and plants. Lifting a large branch that is hanging down over the opening Chris can see the ground is padded with pine needles.
“
We
’
ll have lunch here and then
…
But only if you want too.
”

  
“
Brandon
…
.
”
Even though her mind is saying no, there are other parts of her body screaming yes.
”

  
“
Come on.
”
He urges as he lays the quilt down over the pine needles and then spreads out the sheet on top. He grabs the picnic basket and sets it down on the middle of the sheet then lays down, propping himself up on one elbow.
“
Come on sit down and let
’
s eat. I
’
m hungry and I know you are starving.
”

Chris sits down on her knees and opening the basket she pulls out a couple of sandwiches. Looking at one and then the other.
“
Hmm
…
Let
’
s see there is turkey
…
and there is turkey. Your choice.
”
 

Brandon takes one of the sandwiches from her.
“
I think I
’
ll have turkey.
”
Done eating Brandon lies down on his back. With his hands under his head as a pillow he watches Chris through half closed eyes.
“
Chris, lie down with me, please.
”

Chris purses her lips and leers at Brandon who has already taken off his shirt and shoes.
“
Are you sure nobody can see us?
”

Brandon smiles at her.
“
Lie down with me and we shall find out.
”
 

Chris sets the picnic basket off to the side.

  
“
Brandon
…”

  
“
Come on, you know you want too.
”

She takes off her shoes and crawls under the sheet.

  
“
You
’
ll have to climb under the sheet with me.
”
Brandon lifts the sheet and lies down next to her. Lying on his side, he props himself up on his elbow and slides his hand under her shirt.

  
“
I
’
m not taking my shirt off out here.
”

  
“
Then why did you wear a bra?
”
He wants to know as he tries to wriggle his fingers under it. Giving up he slides his hand down the front of her shorts.
“
Are you excited?
”
Feeling her warmth and wetness he smiles.
“
Oh yeah, you are.
”

Chris reaches down to unzip her shorts and remembers the condom in her pocket. She holds it up for Brandon to see.