A Life Plan Without You. (19 page)

“What would you have done if I hadn’t passed the interview
then? I haven’t yet, had the opportunity to deflower anyone’s
daughter. But there’s time, the day’s still young.” He put his hand
around my waist, as we passed first contact alley. He
smirked.

“I like that alley, umm nice memories there Mi cielo. So, when
do we get to the deflowering of Michelle then?” I looked up
catching flies.

“Slow down I’m still recovering from last night. When, it
happens it happens. I would by the way, not have asked if you had
passed the interview, if, I hadn’t noticed how you charmed their
pants off.” A grin was plastered all over his face; he was in smug
mode! Lord help me.

“You did a good job on Mum, too. She’s singing your praises
this morning, much to Jimmy’s annoyance, she actually said to him,
that you had the same name as that girl he’d talked about, you know
the one that helped with your accident last year isn’t that funny?
I topped it by saying she’s the same Michelle Mum. So you’re her
hero you saved baby boy.” My smug face moment, I loved
it.

“I didn’t know you were going to another university, one
that’s far away Sam?” I looked to him for a reply.

“We haven’t talked about much, so we will have to start doing
that too. I’m actually, looking at Manchester and Preston they do a
better degree course, so I will be able to stop at home. You, what
are your plans Michelle when you leave college?” Oh, I’d known what
I was doing, for years and I already had a life plan, until two
days ago, then I got that kiss from Sam.

“I’m going to be a chef and go in the Royal Navy Sam as I have
always wanted to be a wren. I have exams to do first. I want go
into officer training, at Britannia Royal Naval College, at
Dartmouth.” I looked at him he was deep in thought.

Hell, I didn’t see that one coming, that means she will be
away lots and with rampant sailors, fuck I don’t want her to leave
me not now, not now that I have just found her, not after having
those kisses, and giving her first orgasm…

“That’s a fantastic plan, why the Royal Navy though?” I think
he’s a little disappointed with my life plan.

“It’s not set in stone Sam, I’m just keeping my options open,
the naval life seemed to be all I could think of, to get away from
here. See the world have a career and good prospects. Last year an
uncle, who’s in the navy too, shattered the illusion by informing
me that wrens do not go to sea. They are land-based support, but
they do travel. So when I passed the entrance exam for the catering
college at Stockton, I did that to kill time and get the exam
results I need, I have my 10 CSE’s I have my five O’s already, and
I just need two of my five A levels, that I’m doing at college, to
get in. I can’t join until I get the A levels, and the next intake
after the exams, is after my nineteenth birthday, and I may have to
go to university too, if I don’t get the grades in these
exams.

I love to cook and love food with a passion, I only get chance
to practice Sundays, at my Nan and Grandad’s, she is a fantastic
home cook.” I realise I’m talking too much and stop, he is so deep
in thought and he is holding me tightly. “Sorry I warble on when
asked a question.” I sighed.

“This is nice hearing your plans, has to be said I’m glad
you’ve got plans, always good to have a plan and stick to it.
Nineteen is long way off though.”

We will be married if I have my way, and before she goes in
the dratted navy, with a ring on her finger and me following her,
here there and everywhere.

He’s right a lot can happen in a year, he may be on to
pastures new by then. We talked all the way to town, where we met a
friend of his from work.

“Sam fancy coming, for a pint, your round?” He looked down at
me, for a reply.

“Do you fancy, something to eat in there?” I nodded nervously
back.

“I don’t know Sam, dad has always said I can’t go in pubs, but
he did say I was all right with you, can I have a coke please, I
don’t drink and God I’m boring you aren’t I?” He laughed and shook
his head.

“Come on we’re wasting good drinking time, Sam. She’s, not
imaginary this girlfriend then?”

“Michelle this is Dave, who I work with, the guy at the table
there is Stuart, I go to uni with him, and the other one at the bar
is Ben, everyone, this is Michelle.” I gave Dave a look.

“Last time I looked I was entirely real, Dave.” Stuart looked
up.

“Sit yourself down, I’m pleased to meet you, we’ve heard a lot
about you, he’s not stopped talking about you for weeks. Sam you’re
getting the drinks in.” He blushes, oh that was quite sweet and he
gets them in, whilst I sit nervously watching. He looks happy
enough as he turns around, keeping an eye on me. He chats to the
lad Ben and laughs and they both then look at me. I scanned the
room loads of lads, a few girls and a group of elderly people
watching television in the opposite corner.

“So she said yes then? And yeah you were right she is nice
looking, she looks worried though, what’s Dave doing, chatting her
up?”

“Yeah, I asked her on Friday, shit I still can’t believe she
said yes! Dave’s not got a chance in hell she packs a mean punch.
She can’t be as nervous as I just was, I had to meet her parents
and grandparents, now that was a worrying time.”

“So has she had the pleasure yet, has Wam-Bam made his
appearance?”

“No and for fucks sake keep it down, and yes she knows I was
a man whore before, she just doesn’t know about the name, and no I
told you, she is special and we are waiting!”

“As in we or her?”

“As in me waiting for a while longer, if you weren’t my best
friend I wouldn’t even be telling you all this!”

“Umm pay back for months of listening to you talk on and on
about her, but yeah you are right if she’s special, wait and do it
properly. Cheers for the pint, get back before they strip her,
Dave’s well into her!” I carry the drinks over. I catch the last
part of the conversation and she’s relaxed and chatting to
them…

“I don’t come out much, but it’s nice to finally meet Sam’s
friends. I had begun to think that he hadn’t actually got any.” His
stalking duties must have taken up a lot of time. Sam was now back
drinks in hands, passing me my drink and scooting in besides
me.

“I’m sure you will be fine, stop panicking, please stop
worrying about it.” I wasn’t drinking, but worry I did.

“What do you do then Michelle?” Stuart asked.

“I’m just finishing college and I’ll be finishing as a chef,
and then I hope to get into the Royal Navy. It’s going to mean a
whole lot more studying and time in University, but I think one
worth the hassle in the long run.” Sam put his hand on my knee and
rubbed it softly.

“What you do for fun then Michelle?” Stuart asked.

“I actually like to dance, read and play hockey.” I was
worried in case I’d let Sam down, he smiled as the onslaught of
questions rained down.

“Nice, what sort of dancing then?” Oh, this is turning into
thirty questions.

“I actually do ballroom, I take lessons, and teach it.” Sam
was silent, but still playing with my thigh.

“Nice, what are you up to at the weekend, up to coming out
Saturday then? Sam’s not been out in ages. When was it Sam, New
Year’s Eve?” He rubbed my thigh, I’m unsure why, but the feelings
are rising again, was he turning me on, just by touching my
thigh?

“We’ll see about the weekend, I’m sure if I can’t make it,
there’s no reason you shouldn’t go Sam.” He stopped rubbing my
thigh and squeezed my knee.

“Will give it some thought, I’m not sure what we’re doing yet,
if I do Michelle, you’re coming too.” With that Dave and Stuart,
both bid their farewells and they were off. We finished our drinks
and he kissed me.

“Do you fancy going somewhere else for something to eat?” I
nodded. “Where, do you want to eat?”

“I’m in the mood for burger, is that ok with you?”

“Do you not want to try the new French place or the Italian? I
thought I was treating you to dinner?”

“And you are, I don’t get to have burgers, and believe it or
not I eat out in posh restaurants all the time, with Aunty Liz. So
no, I’d love a Wimpy their burgers are just what I fancy, but, if
you want we can go and sit and eat in a restaurant Sam? I’m really
all right as long as you’re there.” He helped me to my feet and
kissed me again, I could stay all day in his arms given the
chance.

“Hello stranger, what you doing handsome?” I looked up, and a
girl had her arms around Sam’s waist. “Oh sorry I didn’t realise
you were with company, introduce me then Sam?” Get your bloody
hands of my man, you bitch.

Shit what the hell does she want, and groping me, is so not
happening, but she is fragile and drunk and is liable to hit out at
Michelle, so I can’t risk it until I get Michelle from her within
reach! She needs to let go and start afresh with someone else, but
she and Andy have a thing, I’m not sure what sort of thing but a
thing that’s twisted and messed up, and I don’t want any of it to
touch Michelle in any way shape or form…

“This is Zoë, Zoë this is my girlfriend, Michelle.” He smiles
and ushers me to the door away from her, he wants to get me away
from her, why because this is the other girlfriend? I’m positive
that she’s an ex by the way she had draped herself over my man. Sam
was looking sheepish too. He looked down at me. Why don’t you stop
the woman? I’m just in the mood to slap her stupid, she still had
her hands around his waist, why hadn’t he taken them away and did
he like it and her? What was going on between them? He took my
hand, shrugged her arms from his waist, he looked into my eyes and
kissed me.

“Come on then, Michelle, let’s eat I’m famished, I’ll tell
Andy I’ve seen you then shall I? I’m not being funny Zoë, but keep
your paws to yourself. You’re a little worse for wear. May I
suggest you go home and sleep it off? Michelle, are you ready
baby?” I nodded and without a second glance backwards, we were out
of the pub and heading to the cafe.

“I’m sorry about that, she’s Andy’s ex and is a bit touchy
feely, they recently split up, he was, sorry, is devastated by it
all.” I smiled. Yes, she was still too touchy feely, for my liking
too, my bitch hackles are up with her.

That was a close thing Zoë is a strange girl and from what
she has stood and watched me do I can only imagine she is as messed
up as all Andy’s others, but Michelle doesn’t need to see that side
of things, well for a little longer. I thought she’d spill more
family secrets before I’m ready to tell Michelle, I want a few
weeks of having a normal relationship before any of our shit
affects her and she runs and as fast as those legs will carry
her…

“I thought for a minute she was your ex and was about to tear
her hair out, but didn’t want throwing out of the bar, on my first
visit.” He grabbed my hand tighter and pulled me into his arms and
kissed me, oh, what, this man, had my heart, would kissing him ever
get dull? I loved every sultry thing he made my body do from a
simple kiss to, last night’s happenings. Sam made me feel needed
and wanted.

“I don’t approve of cheating. One girl at a time Michelle,
you’re all I have wanted for quite a while baby. You sure burgers
are all you want?” I think I gulped, because he smiled.

“I would love a whole lot more of you, but will make do with a
burger thanks.” He smiled.

“Plenty of time Michelle, food first and we will see about the
rest, later.” We had arrived at the local burger place. He opened
the door and waved me through.

“Michelle after you, your table awaits, you sure this is all
you want, I can afford the other places?” He grabbed another feel
of my bum, as I passed. I needed the loo, so asked that he ordered
mine. We sat down, to eat and he'd ordered the biggest burger on
the menu, and sheisk if I thought eating an egg mayo sandwich was
bad, this was going to be an equally challenging experience. He was
laughing at me again.

“I’m sure it will be fine, it is a little big though?” Smiling
cutely back at him.

“I’m sure you will be okay with it.” As sure as today was
Sunday, I did it, whilst trying to look demure eating it, hell epic
fail, oh hell no, oh crapshoot bummer… Shit I did it. I’d dripped
tomato sauce down my front, it looked like the nose bleed from
hell…

“Shit you can’t take me anywhere.” I grabbed my serviette to
do some damage control. At the same time Sam, was helping himself,
to a free pass of my chest and was busy wiping it for
me.

I gently wiped the red stain from her top, she blushed as my
hand touched her breasts, umm a perk of being a caring boyfriend I
get to ‘help’, she laughs as I notice she is now letting me do all
the wiping away, wow she has a damn pretty laugh…

“Are you enjoying, yourself there Sam?” He was doing it to me
again, the stirring of those alien feelings. “Samuel, not in a
burger joint and there’s a time and place, take your hands from my
chest please, you naughty boy. I’m going to slap your hands.” With
a massive grin on his face, he stopped what he was doing and leant
in for a kiss.