When we drove back to the main building, Henry took me inside and asked, "Since you and Sandra came together, let's see whether Nancy is done with her. If so, we can set up your first day indoctrination time so you can start. You know, if you wanted, you could probably find a nice rental out here in the trailer park. It's a great place to live, with great neighbors. Besides, you could be a good drinking buddy at night and possibly a fishing buddy on weekends."
I said, "It's something to think about. My lease is up and I've been stalling on renewing, especially if I was to get a job in another city. I could save some money living out hereand I know I would definitely save some time commuting."
Henry said, "You should talk to Sandra about the same thing. She wouldn't be in a panic about a car."
We walked into Nancy's office as she was being handed a package by a courier. She opened the envelope and handed Sandra her security badge and employee photo ID card. Nancy said, "Well, that's it. You're hired. You're employed by Quality Wear. Let's see, we have an indoctrination class on Monday morning. You might want to spend the weekend looking for a place closer to out here, possibly the trailer park next door. Henry? Did you show Santana the park?"
Henry nodded, "I showed him where Steve's place is and invited him out this evening. If you two come over tonight, you can have a drink with us, stay for supper, and perhaps meet someone who has a place for rent."
Sandy, the girl, looked at me, and we nodded to each other. Our non-verbal communications skills were coming right along.
I said, "We'll stop by after five to say hi. Between now and then, we need to talk about a couple of things."
Sandy, the girl, and I went out to my car, and when we were sitting in it, she asked, "Wow! This is all happening really fast. These people actually want me. Actually, they want both of us. Can you believe it? This morning we're begging for a handout, and this afternoon I'm looking at ten grand a year more than I was making."
I remembered that I didn't know what I would be making yet. It would probably be fair, so I figured I would find out Monday.
Sandy asked, "Can you take me home so I can freshen up? I need a break from today. This day has been some kind of crazy."
We left the business park by driving into the trailer park, where I drove to the big manufactured home to show Sandy the huge patio. There were a bunch of kids in the big open yard and in the patio, making me think school must have let out. Sandy said, "That's nice, the kids have room to play and that patio looks like a great place for people to visit. I wonder if that's a recreation building."
I said, "Henry said it was the owners' home, but they share their home and patio with everyone. That's kind of different, but so far, these folks have all been unusual."
Sandy answered, "They sure have been. Just imagine, from rags to employed in just a few hours. I'm ready for a normal life, whatever that is."
As we drove home, we chatted for a few minutes, and as we neared where she said she lived, Sandy said, "You know, we only met this morning, but it feels like we've known each other forever. We hardly know anything about each other. I think I'd like to go out to that place to visit with Nancy and Henry this evening. Would you take me?"
I said, "I'd love to take you. How about we clean up and I'll pick you up around three thirty. We can drive out that way and stop somewhere for some coffee to just chat and get to know each other. There's a place out that way called Park Place that would be good. They have a restaurant, as well as a little lounge that should be quiet."
Sandy looked at her watch and sighed, "Okay, there really isn't time for a nap. Do what you have to do and come pick me up."
I said, "Give me your number and I'll call before I come."
We exchanged cell numbers before she got out of the car at her apartment complex.
I lived about a mile away, in another cliff dweller establishment. I had a low floor efficiency that was fine for me. I had meant to get something bigger, but never did. The owners of the complex had been talking about turning the place into condos and had even offered renters a special deal. I figured that if they did go condo, they would let me out of the lease and I could get another place.
Before I went to my apartment, I went to the mailbox podium outside the building. No bills, just a letter from the complex.
I went to the apartment and stashed my other work clothes. I washed up and shaved again to look clean and neat. I put on a sport shirt and was ready to walk out the door. Before leaving, I decided to see what the complex had sent.
Holy shit, it was an eviction notice. Because I had declined to renew my lease and was six months past renewal, and even though I was current on my rent, I was being evicted. Damn, now I had to move. They can't kick me out that fast, but I suppose I should begin to look.
I called the complex office and was sent to the complex manager. The woman who was now running the show was known for her lack of civility. As soon as I identified myself, she said, "So now that I'm kicking your ass out, you want to renew your lease. Let me tell you, you don't qualify. You're unemployed, you probably won't have another job soon, and I'm sure you couldn't afford how much your place will cost since you didn't renew in advance. Get out before the sheriff sends a deputy to put your stuff on the curb."
When I started to ask something, she yelled, "Get the fuck out of my apartment complex and off my phone." With that I heard the receiver slam down. The funny thing was, the phone didn't disconnect. I could here her laughing and telling someone, "I told that good for nothing fuck. He may have been paying his rent, but he's just one more asshole who thinks he doesn't have to have a lease. As soon as I can get a deputy, I'm going to kick him out."
Well, that will make your day.
I looked around and decided I could be packed and out of here in a couple of hours. I might have to rent a truck to do it, but it could be done. I locked up and went to my car.
Using my cell phone, I called Sandy. "You ready? I can come by in about five minutes."
She sounded tired, "Yeah, I'm ready. Come get me. I'll be where you dropped me off."
When I drove to where I had let her out, she was waiting for me. She had changed into some pants and a casual top. Her face was really stressed. Before I could get out to open the door for her, she had the door open and was climbing in.
"What's up, Sandy, you look upset?" I asked this in the cautious way a guy asks a lady that looks upset. You know how it is, upset women can be scary.
When Sandy looked at me, she looked like she was ready to cry. I put my hand on hers and squeezed.
She lunged to me and held on to me. "Those damn money grubbing apartment people say I have to pay fifty dollars more a month with a new lease or get out by the end of my lease."
I asked, "When's your lease up?"
She sighed, "The end of this month. They've been bugging me every week about the lease. You would think that as bad as the economy is, if I paid my rent I would be on top of the good guy list."
When I laughed, Sandy almost became angry as she pushed back from me.
I said, "That's just what I read a few minutes ago. They mailed me an eviction notice because I haven't renewed my lease. I guess we have more than our names in common now." That got me a hug.
We drove north until I found Park Place. I asked Sandy, "Want to drink coffee or go into the bar. They have a loud bar with pool tables and a quiet lounge."
"Let's go into the lounge for a while," Sandy said. "I want a drink and I think I can afford one or two."
Inside, we found a quiet piano bar between the fancy restaurant and pool room bar. We found a dark corner booth and sat. I asked Sandy what she wanted. "Stolly, a martini with olives."
I got up and went to the bar. A striking redhead asked, "What'll you have?"
I told her, "Stolly martini with olives and JW black on the rocks."
She nodded and said, "Joanie will bring it to you. Sorry about being slow to get to you."
"No problem, we just walked in," I said, surprised they had table service this early in the afternoon.
I was only at the table a minute when a tiny blonde with a nice rack brought our drinks with a smile. She was really proud of her chest as she was sticking it out for everyone to see. When she set the drinks down, I pointed at Sandy, the girl, "Stolly for the lady."
The little girl said, "Good scotch for you then, enjoy."
Sandy said, "I must sound like a spoiled brat. I'm really not, but the last few months have been really trying. My mom wants me to move back in with her, but I want to be independent. I know my mom's lonely, but she needs to find herself someone for company and to enjoy life. I do too, but she needs a guy more than she needs me."
I took a sip of the decent scotch and smiled. Sandy continued, "The longer I've been out of work, the more I've almost moved back in with mom. Dad died almost ten years ago, and mom just sits there and vegetates. She's decent looking and fun to be around. If she were to get out on the market, she would find a guy. She just won't explore."
"No problem, Sandy," I said smiling. "My folks are probably the same as yours. Mom thinks I should be married and producing grandchildren, like my brother and sister should be doing but aren't. Dad thinks I should be out partying every night, sowing my wild oats while I'm young. I don't want either, but I do want to find someone to enjoy being close to."
"What am I? Chopped liver?" At least Sandy was grinning when she said that.
"Oh, Sandy, you and I have known each other for, let's see, ah, about eight hours. I know it seems like a lot more days or weeks than hours, but that's it. What do I think of you? Do you really want to know?"
"Damn right, I do, Sandy," Sandy, the girl, answered back.
I smiled, "You're a fox. I love the emotion you show all the time. You really make me feel good being around you. It's cool that someone as good looking as you are can be interested in me, the geek."
Sandy laughed, "I wish. You're a good looking guy. If you were out much, some girl would be dragging you home for the night. I'm sure that's happened a lot."
It was my turn to laugh, "Like that will ever happen to me. I can assure you no woman has ever knocked me over the head and dragged me home."
We had mysteriously finished our drinks, and just as mysteriously, Joanie appeared with her jutting breasts asking, "Another?"
I nodded and Sandy smiled. We were getting that non-verbal communication down.
When Joanie re-appeared with her chest stuck out, Sandy grinned at her and while pointing at me, said, "If you're trying to impress Sandy, you're doing a good job of it. I'm equally impressed, can I get your number?"
Joanie first showed shock, followed by doubling over, laughing hard. She was laughing so hard the redhead from behind the bar showed up. "What's wrong, Joanie, you okay?"
Joanie hugged the redhead, "These two are something else. He doesn't say a thing and she's like propositioning me right in front of him."
While Joanie was still laughing, the redhead said to Sandy, "Perhaps you need to spend the night out here with us. I think Joanie, our friends, and I could make you a happy woman."
Oh Geez, now the women were putting the make on each other.
Sandy said, "I think I have someone for tonight, but I'll keep you in mind for tomorrow."
That floored me, but got another laugh from the redhead and the tiny blonde.
When they left, Sandy said, "I'm glad you're driving. This booze is going right to my head. I hope you don't think I'm always this forward and crazy. I do enjoy your company and you do make me feel comfortable. It's good to be safe and let loose."
Sandy asked about my family, "So I've told you I'm a spoiled brat with a lonely mother. What about you?"
"I'm just a geek. I'm the guy in grade school who could do all the math. The same guy in junior high that could still do all the math, but also managed good grades in everything else except Physical Ed. In high school, I learned how to hit a ball, played varsity baseball, and could still do all the math. In college, I played ball and did all the math. Since I wasn't a football or basketball player, I didn't get all the girls. Because I was the guy that was always used as the answer in math classes, I was labeled a geek. Since school, I've worked. Not much else, just worked, but I really do enjoy what I know how to do. I have a brother and a couple of sisters. They are all normal. That is, my brother was the college jock. My sisters were all the jocks' girlfriends and cheerleaders. All three were unhappily married to someone who appealed to them then, but now, who knows? My sisters are actually already divorced."
I smiled, "That's me, I don't want to end up like my siblings. I like who I am and what I do." I smiled and patted Sandy's hand, "And I like you, a lot. Weird, isn't it?"
When we finished the drinks we had, I looked at my watch. It was four fifty. "Let's go out to the patio place. It's time to get to know our new employers."
Sandy grinned, "I also want to get to know you more. You know we've only known each other for a few hours, less than a day, but believe me, I think I've known you all my life."
I smiled, thinking I had the same feeling.
After paying the bar bill and tipping, we drove to the trailer park. As we entered the main gate of the trailer park, a gate attendant stopped us to check who we were. I told him that we had been invited by Henry and Nancy Sharp. He made a telephone call and waved us through.
When Sandy and I walked into the patio, Henry immediately met us. He shook my hand and gave a hug to a surprised Sandy. Then turning to the patio, he announced, "Hey, everyone, listen up. These two are easy. They are both Sandy Flowers. He is Santana Flowers, and she is Sandra Flowers and both answer to Sandy. They are new employees and hopefully will be new friends of all of us."
There was some applause and cheering. Damn, that was a hell of an introduction and welcome.
We were ushered to the bar, where a tall blonde with big bazooms asked, "What'll you have, coffee, tea, or me?" She giggled and jiggled, making the moment fun.
Sandy, the girl, said, "With what you're showing, I'll have some of that, but to drink, how about some Stolly or Grey Goose on the rocks. This guy with my name wants good scotch on the rocks, whatever you have."
This place was fun. We met a really big guy named Charlie, with a small redheaded wife named Shawna. We met the CFO of S&S Enterprises. He was about six six, but his name was Tiny. His wife, the blonde bartender, had the really nice rack and showed it off. Her name was Ruth. People kept referring to Steve and Sue, the company's owners, and I finally understood they were sailing to Europe and back. How about that, they were really sailing all the way to Europe. The more people we met, the more Sandy and I had to drink until I knew that if I had another drink there would be no way that I could ever drive home. I asked for coffee and a nice lady named Susan gave me a giant mug of dark, rich coffee.
When Sandy looked at my big mug, she asked, "What's the matter, don't want to lose control and let me ravish you?"
Oh wow! Wonder where that came from?
A lady came to the doorway of the big manufactured home and announced, "Dinner is ready."
People immediately moved to tables. Tiny told us to sit with him and Ruth, so we sat across from them, but were also sitting across from Nancy and Henry. Tonight the meal was fried fish. There were mountains of fried fillets just waiting to be eaten. Sandy looked at me, smiling as she forked a big fillet.
Tiny said, "If you like to fish, we go out almost every Saturday. We find lots of fish too. When it's legal, we catch grouper, but right now we're concentrating on finding dolphin. You know, mahi-mahi."
Henry added to it, "If you haven't fished with us, you haven't fished. Tiny and some of the guys are the world's best at finding fish. You won't believe what we catch."
Tiny said, "Be here by six on Saturday mornings. We leave early so we can get enough to feed all of us."
Sandy nudged me, "Ask him if girls can come along?"
I smiled at Tiny, "Is this all guys, or can girls come too?"
"No problem," Tiny said, "A lot of women like to come along. They're better at catching fish than most of us guys."
Sandy smiled.
Henry asked, "Have you two given any more thought about looking for a place out here?"
Sandy, the girl, and I both laughed. I explained, "Sandy and I are both being kicked out of our apartments because we didn't renew our leases. We're current on rent, but I think we both hesitated signing a new lease until we were employed and knew where we would be working. Perhaps you all can introduce us to some people that have rental property."
Nancy nudged an older lady next to her, "Betty, do you have any places open? These two need a place."
Betty smiled at us, "Not right now. Everything I have is rented. But you know what? Caroline's renters just moved out. They were transferred. That's a really nice place too. She's down in Costa Rica with Mark, but you can reach them by phone."
The girl next to her said, "Hi, I'm Shirley, another person who lives in that corner of the park. I think Star and DeDe might have a place open. Theirs is a small two bedroom, where Caroline's is a real luxury three bedroom. You two would really like it."
I blushed, but Sandy said, "We'll have to look at Caroline's if we can." She turned to me, "You know we could share a big place together and split the rent. You're a good guy and I would be safe around you, right?"
Ruth was listening and asked, "You two aren't a couple? I thought, perhaps with the same last name and all that you were."
I shook my head, "No, we're just friends, actually fairly new acquaintances."
Sandy, the girl, bumped me with her shoulder and said, "We're a lot more than friends. He's just dodging my attempt to get into his pants."
Sandy giggled as she said this. The other ladies laughed with her while I blushed enough to have to take a drink of the iced tea in front of me.
Sandy elbowed me, "I'm not that bad, am I? Come on, loosen up, we're having a great time. We've been lucky together all day, although a lot has gone bad too. I think the good is surpassing the bad."
I reached around Sandy to hug her to me. As I gave her a squeeze and smiled at her, she leaned up to me and kissed me on the lips. That made me not only blush, but sweat too. Sandy smiled at me and asked softly, "How about it, want to shack up with me? At least share the rent on a place?"
The question didn't take a lot of thought. I smiled back, "Yeah, we can do that. Let's find out more about Caroline's place."
I asked Betty and Shirley, "Do you think you could call Caroline to see if I can take a look at it?"
Shirley said, "Sure, we'll call her, but Betty and I have the key and she told us to rent her place if we could. Caroline is renting the place mostly furnished. Since she has the new place with Mark, she doesn't need anything from her old place. We'll let you two look at it and if you want it, you can move in. Oh yeah, you're not a couple, is only one place okay?"
Sandy quickly said, "We're going to share a place and split the rent. If there is more than one bedroom, that'll be perfect."
Shirley said, "When supper is done, we can walk over to show you the place. It's right between those trailers across the street."
I ate the rest of my supper thinking about moving into a place with a girl, a girl roommate and what that might be like. The fleeting thought that we could become intimate was a pleasant one, but I put that out of my head as I had just met this lady sitting next to me.
After supper, Shirley said, "Let's go take a look at Caroline's place. We can come back and have dessert and another drink if you want." She turned to a guy sitting next to her and signed to him. He signed back, nodding his head. Shirley said, "This is Stormy. He can't talk, but he can hear. If you want to learn to sign, there are several here that will teach you."
Sandy, the girl, began signing to Stormy. He grinned real big and pointed to me. Sandy signed some more and Stormy stood up and put his hand out to shake. I said, "Nice to meet you, Stormy. I guess we might be neighbors soon."
Shirley said, "Stormy lives across the street and down a couple of spots from where your new place is."
We walked out of the patio, across the street, between some trailers, and across another street. Shirley walked up to the side of really long trailer that looked pretty new. She opened the door and said, "I just cleaned it up the day before yesterday. Somehow, I just knew there would be someone who would want and need the place right away. Let me show you around."
The front of the trailer was the kitchen. The entire fourteen-foot was counter, sink, and dishwasher. On the left side was the refrigerator, and on the right was a nice ceramic top range. Between the kitchen and the large family room/living room were a large table and chairs, and an island counter with cabinets over it, and high back stools in front. Under the overhead cabinet, on one end, was one of those swivel flip down TVs.
The family room had a nice couch, a love seat, and a big chair that could be a lounger, all with tables and lamps. The entire wall at the other end of the room appeared to be television. Shirley said, "Caroline just loves to watch TV. She has an even bigger one in her new place. Mark thinks it's funny that Caroline has TVs in every room in the house, and they are often all on at the same time."
Sandy said, "Wow, this is a really nice place. I love the way it's decorated."
We walked back to the bedroom area. The first bedroom was pretty big, but didn't have a bed in it. There was a desk, chair, and a couple of lamps. Shirley said, "This was a little office that Caroline used to keep her PC in."
There was a nice sized bathroom before the next bedroom that was even bigger, and had a queen-sized bed, a nice stuffed chair and lamp, and a TV on the wall. The room didn't look as if it had ever been used.
The next room was a laundry room with a washer and dryer. Next to it was a closet with cleaning supplies that included a vacuum.
The end room of the trailer was next. The open door displayed a king size bed, centered in the room facing the door, with nightstands and lamps on each side. There was also a nice dresser and a large chest in the room. On the wall facing the bed was another large screen TV. I guess this Caroline did like TV.
Also on that wall was a door on one side that revealed a large walk-in closet. The door on the other side of the TV was for a large bathroom, complete with shower and tub. This place was really nice.
I told Shirley, "We may not be able to afford this. This is a really luxury place."
Shirley said, "Don't worry; I'm sure it's a lot less than you think. Let me call Caroline to make sure of what she wants and then you decide. If you think you might want it, you can have it right now. I'm sure Caroline will give you a half month for free if you give her a year lease. She might even let you move in without a deposit. Let's go call her."
Sandy had been speechless the whole time we had been in the trailer. She held my arm as we walked out the door. Sandy, the girl, said, "That place is awesome. I'm with you, I doubt we can afford it, but between what you and I were paying together, it might be enough."
I said, "We still have to pay utilities, and we might have to pay lot rent too."
Shirley heard us and said, "Electric is really cheap out here because of our windmills or whatever you want to call them. We make a lot of our own electricity. Lot rent isn't bad, and includes water and cable. I have Road Runner for internet and phone. You two probably have cell phones, so you may not need a phone."
We walked across the street to Shirley's place where she had us sit at her kitchen table. She picked up a cordless phone and made a call. "Hi Caroline, Shirley. How's it going down there on that island? Really, sounds nice. You'll have to take Betty and me down there." There was a pause before Shirley said, "I have a couple looking at your place. They're new hires at S&S and Quality Wear. They are a good looking couple and seem to be really nice. You'll like them. What do you want to get for your place, and would you be willing to let them in now before the first?"
There was a longer pause, then Shirley asked, "Could you let them pay the deposit later? They can probably get you the first month's rent, especially since you're going to give them the rest of this month. Okay, I'll make the deal and have them sign one of Betty's rental contracts. Oh, they are Sandy and Sandy Flowers. That's right, both are Sandy. Unique, huh? Okay, I'll talk to you in a day or so."
Shirley hung up and said, "Well, here's the deal, Caroline wants seven hundred a month for the trailer and lot rent. That's a deal. Can you two do that?"
Sandy, the girl, and I were both fish mouthed, trying to say something. I said, "We probably should talk about it, but I'll say yes. If Sandy doesn't want to go in with me, I'll take it. How much is the security deposit?"
Shirley said, "Caroline wants a month's rent as security, but is willing to wait. She does want a month up front though."
Sandy, the girl, said, "Does that include the water and cable, and how much do you think electric and sewer charges are?"
"Sewer's included with the water and cable, and if you use as much electricity as I do, the highest bills will be in the summer when the air is on and that will be less than two hundred a month now that we have the windmills."
I said to Sandy, "I can do this; I think we can do it even easier if we split it."
Sandy grinned and hugged Shirley, "We're your new neighbors, Neighbor." She turned to me and said, "If you can write a check for half, I can write one for the other half."
I said, "How about I write one check now and we can use some of your half to rent a truck to get our stuff." I slipped my wallet out of my pocket and pulled out the folded check I kept there. Shirley said to make the check out to Caroline Robbins. She went to a drawer in her kitchen and pulled out a form that she brought over. She filled out the address of the trailer, the amount for deposit and monthly rent, and what it included. She wrote in 'one year' on the term of lease, and turned the paper around to me.
I signed it and pushed it toward Sandy. She eagerly signed it and gave it back to Shirley. Shirley grinned at us and said, "This is great, Caroline won't even miss a month's rent. The other couple was transferred and had already paid this month's rent. I gave them back their security deposit because the place was spotless. I'm sure you two will be the same."
Shirley took the check and signed agreement and put it back in the drawer. She turned around and put four keys on the table. "Two of these are for the door, and two are for the storage shed out back." Sandy and I each took a set.
Sandy, the girl, and I had stood up and Sandy hugged Shirley again, and said, "Thank you for helping us. The day has been a real mixed bag. My car was wrecked and we were both being kicked out of our apartments, but we both found a job, we've found this nice place to live and," Sandy, the girl, looked up at me, "And we've found each other."
Sandy came to me and hugged me before we left Shirley's place to walk back to the patio.
On the way back, Sandy asked me, "How much were you paying for rent?"
I told her, "Almost six hundred for an efficiency, plus electric. I didn't have a washer and dryer either."
Sandy said, "I was paying over seven hundred for a one bedroom, plus electricity. I didn't have a washer or dryer either. So in reality we'll be paying about half of what we were paying. That's going to make it easier to buy a car. I might even be able to start saving some money again."
As we neared the patio, I took her arm and turned her to me, "Are you sure you want to share a place with me, someone you barely know?"
Sandy, the girl, looked at me very strangely, leaned into me, hugged me, and said, "I think we know each other a lot better than you think."
As we continued on into the patio, I was really confused by this girl with my name that I had just met.
Henry was waving at us, "Come over here to the bar and have a drink. Shirley just told me you're neighbors. That's something to celebrate."
Tiny was ready to toast us and asked, "Ready to go fishing tomorrow morning?"
As I picked up my glass, I said, "I think Sandy and I will use tomorrow to get moved. It might take more than one day, but we're moving in right away. That way we can walk to work on Monday."
Henry said, "I doubt that. Come Monday morning, be here for breakfast and you two can ride over to Quality Wear for your indoctrination. There are carts going back and forth all the time. You know, both of you will probably be given a cart because of what you will be doing. We'll have to get you a covered driveway for your machines."
We two Sandys raised our glasses to everyone around us, then turned to each other and clinked our glasses. Sandy winked at me as she took a big drink of her martini. The people around us brought so much good cheer, I missed the point where I began feeling out of control. I realized about that same moment, Sandy was getting really blitzed. I almost panicked before I felt the keys to the trailer in my pocket. We could stay there and not worry about driving. A couple of people began saying goodnight, so I said to Sandy, "How about we go to our new place and spend the night. I think I've had too much to drink to drive."
Sandy was getting very cuddly, and hugged me, "Good idea. We need to check out that big bed anyway. Leave your car where it's at and we'll walk over there."
We were both a little unsteady. As we stood, Ruth, the lady with the big bazooms and huge husband, handed me a little bag and said, "Here's some toothbrushes, soap, and Alka-Seltzer for the morning. When you're awake, come over for some coffee and breakfast. People are here from a little after six on. Enjoy your first night out here. If it was warmer, we could all go up to the hot tub; that's always a lot of fun."
Tiny said, "The tub is fun, but fishing is even more fun." Ruth smacked Tiny on the shoulder saying, "We'll see what's more fun, stud boy." They were hugging as Sandy and I left the patio.
We walked back to the new trailer, giggling. Both of us were far beyond our normal booze limit. I figured out how to open the door, turned on the light, and helped Sandy step into the living room. Before I could get the door shut and locked, Sandy was down the hall into the big bedroom, saying she needed the bathroom.
I locked the door, and turned off the light, and used the light from the big end bedroom to walk down the hall. When I got to the bedroom with the queen bed, I opened the door and turned on the light, thinking I should sleep in it.
While I was still at the door, Sandy came from the big bedroom door with just her top and panties on. She had shed her pants on her way to the bathroom. She said, "What are you doing? That big bed is big enough for both of us. Come on; let's share the big bed as well as this trailer."
She pulled me down the hall, then turned and began unbuttoning my shirt. As soon as I took over that task, Sandy reached for my belt and had it quickly undone and the pants unzipped, pushing my pants down off my hips. "Slow down, Sandy, I need to hang these up so they're not wrinkled in the morning."
She said, "Me too. Get that stuff off and hung up. I'll hang up my pants and top too."
As soon as I was undressed down to shorts and T-shirt, I went into the bathroom, noting that Sandy was still in panties and bra while pulling back the covers on the bed.
I used the toilet, and when I went to wash my hands, noted the toothbrushes and that one had been used. I used the other one, making my mouth feel a lot better. I also noted a package of Alka-Seltzer had been used and figured that was probably good preventative medicine. I used a paper cup to dissolve the other packet.
When I came from the bathroom, the lights were out but the TV was on with the sound real low. It was on some music channel that was playing country. Sandy flipped the covers back on the other side of the bed, offering me that side to sleep in.
As I got into bed, I noticed that her bra was on the chair near her side of the bed. Sandy took hold of my T-shirt and gave it a pull. "Do you need that? We should be warm enough without it."
I pulled my T-shirt off and put it on the chair on my side of the bed, then pulled the covers over me. Sandy slid up to me and said, "Nice to meet you, Sandy. I think we're going to be a real good pair."
We were now skin to skin and I could feel her womanly bulges, along with two very stiff nipples digging into my chest. As Sandy snuggled closer to me, I could tell she still had her panties on, but that didn't help my instant male reaction to being bare chested against a lady.
There was no hesitation from either of us. We snuggled first, and then our lips came together for a long, very long, kiss. When our breathing became ragged, Sandy snuggled her head next to mine and held me tight. I was smiling as I suddenly realized her breathing had become very regular. She was asleep.
Something was wrong, something was really strange. A big screen TV was softly playing country music at the end of my bed. Really strange was that I was surrounded by arms and legs of a good smelling female type human. It took a few minutes for me to put everything into perspective.
I looked at the lady next to me and smiled. She actually had a smile on her face too, as she slept next to me. I thought I might get up and use the bathroom and dress so she wouldn't be embarrassed. When I began to try to slide away from her, Sandy, the girl, squeezed me and said, "Where you goin'? Hold me."
As I pulled her into me, Sandy lifted her lips to mine to be kissed. I kissed her again, receiving some tongue this time. As we kissed, her hips began squirming around mine, so I'm sure she realized the other half of me was very interested in her squirming.
The kissing continued until Sandy took one of my hands and cupped it under one of her breasts. That felt very nice. Touching that much womanly softness is such a great thrill to someone who hasn't had that much opportunity to be intimate.
While I was gently squeezing her breast and teasing a nipple, her hand slid down into my shorts, taking hold of my male interest. Our kiss continued until she let out a groan. She broke our kiss and let go of me as she rolled onto her back to skinny out of her panties. When she rolled over, she pushed my shorts down and took hold of me again, resuming our kiss.
We kissed and she threw a leg over me. I fondled both her breasts and she moved farther over me. We continued kissing, and all of a sudden, I realized Sandy, the girl, was trying to push me into her. Oh wow!
There was no moving back from the kiss and no moving back from her putting me inside her. Damn that felt good. Sandy groaned while we were still mouth to mouth and tongue to tongue. Her hips were moving up and down, back and forth still trying to force all of me into her. When our pubic bones finally met, she let out another groan and bit my lower lip.
We did the slip and slide for a minute or so, before Sandy said, "Turn me over and do me. I want all of you and want you to do me. Let me feel you in me and on me. Come on, roll me over."
We rolled over, with me on top. Her legs came up around me and her heels were digging into my butt. We immediately found a very nice tempo that brought more groaning from us, as our lips were still locked together.
This was too good to last, and my body was telling me that the end was near. Sandy was oohing and ahing while rapidly pushing herself up to me. When her legs locked around me and she squeezed me so tight that I thought I would burst, she let out a long moan and totally relaxed. I had been jetting into her, hoping she was not fertile and unprotected.
We lay together, lip to lip, as we soaked in our mutual juices. Sandy rolled us back over with her on top, still connected, and raised her head. "Well, that answers that."
I looked at her quizzically. "We match and work together in bed as well as out of it."
I must have blushed as she said, "I should be blushing, not you. You still have your shorts around your knees and I'm bare ass naked. Come on, let's get a shower. I'm starved."
We kissed again as she slid from bed. I got out of bed and pulled my shorts off before heading to the bathroom. Sandy was stepping into the shower as I stood over the commode to let fly. As soon as I shook off, Sandy said, "Get in with me. This shower is big enough for three or four."
Now this was going to be first for me.
As soon as I was in the warm spray of the shower, Sandy, the girl, wrapped herself around me, turning her face up for a kiss. She had the soap Ruth had given us and began washing me. When I was clean, she handed me the soap and I got to wash her and all her womanly parts.
We kept going back to a full body hug and kiss with me poking her in the stomach. She said, "I'd love to use that thing again, but I'm a little sore. You must be huge or I'm out of practice. I think it is some of each. You are my first man in a lot of years."
I said, "That reminds me, ah, are you going to be okay not having used any protection?"
"No, it's probably the wrong time of the month to be doing what we were doing, but I'll take that chance for the way that felt. We'll practice some safe sex from now on and I'll get on the pill or something too. If I'm not pregnant now, I'll be fine. You're not going to take a powder on me are you?"
I said quickly, "No, no, I'm right here with you. Besides we are beginning to have a lot more in common than our names."
"We sure are," Sandy said. "Come on; let's go see if that offer of breakfast was real."
It took us but a few minutes to straighten up the bedroom before we locked up and left.
The two of us walked to the patio and found that Saturday was a day when the women showed up wearing sexy lingerie. Some of the robes and cover-ups did nothing to cover anything. There were teaser robes, sheer robes, softly translucent robes and, of course, there was a variety of gowns that were sure to keep the men's motors running. Sandy giggled and said, "This looks like fun. I'll have to break out some sexy gowns."
All I could do was smile and nod between gawking at the lovely ladies showing so much.