So uhmm yeah part two .. Try to ignore the spacing between paragraphs it's a bit of a copy and paste edit.
I was one of a dozen from Eatonville who was invited to this exclusive book reading and signing at his ranch. I don’t think it was a coincidence that most of us had been a part of the Eatonville Duloc Liars (EDL) Club. One of the many book clubs around the nation that popped up around the nation. Eatonville had one of the longest starting the year that the book was published and continuing to this day. The last few kids were planning on bringing it to a close at the last chapter meeting (held quarterly in the library), but with the news of the prequel being released interest and membership has grown over the last 18 months.
The invitations came in the mail with the list of all 12 who had been invited. I was happily surprised to see Nathaniel’s name on the list. We had been friends since childhood and more recently had become romantic partners. Nate was one of the founding members of the EDL Club as we called it. He was an active member and even president until he suddenly quit. It was a few months after our friend Eric went missing.
I should say his friend Eric. The rest of us were only passing acquaintances with Eric. Eric’s parents had left him with his grandparents in Etonville when he was 6. His grandparents, in their 70’s by that point, were sterner and stuffier. He went to school, then home and did chores. Eric never seemed happy. Nathaniel and Eric lived in the same direction so they walked part of the way home together. About 2 months before Eric went missing his grandmother had a stroke that left her mostly paralyzed. One month later his grandfather died from massive heart attack. Then Eric went missing. We all figured he was just trying to find his parents and get away from the burden of being the sole caregiver to a nearly 80yr old. But Nate never believed our reasoning.
We were all waiting in the library for our meeting to start. The EDL Club was trying to decide on which books we would read for the summer and what awards we would give for each reading tier. The library had given us the responsibility to do the summer reading club for the middle school and junior high grades. We felt it was a great responsibility. Nate came in looking disheveled, almost like he had been walking through a rain storm though it was sunny out side. Even his locs, shoulder length after meticulously growing them out for the last 5 yrs, seemed to droop. We all stopped talking as we saw him walk in; all except for Roger who was quickly laying out his plan for the 7th graders.
“Hey.” Nate said in a voice much weaker than his usual jovial lilt.
At this point Roger, finally, stoped talking and gasped as he saw Nate’s eyes. Nate’s eyes had always been bright. The edges always near crinkling up in a smile or laughter. The deep browns could capture anyone he made contact with and lighten their load. Now his eyes seemed, not dull but darkened. They darted around the room not quite making contact with anyone.
“I’m resigning. I can’t do this any more, not with . . .” And without finishing his sentence he turned on his heel and left. He cut off his locs a week later and didn’t start regrowing them until after college. He never told me the reason he quit. Not even after we were partners. Lazy mornings in bed in post coital bliss could be ruined by bringing up Eric’s name. It only took being left in bed while he took a shower and our brunch plans canceled once before I never tried again.
We happened to have a date planned the night our invitations arrived. I decided at risk for the evening ahead to ask him.
“So I got an invitation in the mail today.” Nathaniel stopped eating his stuffed chicken breast but didn’t look up at me. “I saw your name on it as well as mine.” He slowly started chewing again and swallowed.
“Yeah,” he responded. His tone flat and face blank.
“I was wondering if you were planning on going.” I quickly rushed on. In for a penny in for a pound I figured. “I’ll be going as a part of the library of course, and it would be great to have a friend there.” Be both knew most everyone on the list, our town wasn’t that big, but he also knew what I meant.
His eyes still hadn’t met mine yet and I was surprised when he said “Yes.” He looked up and his eyes had the same hurt I saw the day he resigned from EDL. We sat there in silence for nearly a minute. I wanted to ask more but didn’t want to ruin the rest of the night. He went back to eating his stuffed chicken and I returned to my tuna steak salad.
Our conversation slowly flowed back to normal. Later that night when Nathaniel entered me it was with a release and a relaxation we both needed. We both sighed as he stroked inside me with a desultory rhythm that always brought forth a cascade of climaxes. We completely let go losing ourselves in the feeling of each other. My mind hazed and every muscle relaxed as I let the pleasure sweep away all thoughts, worries, and anxieties. My clit throbbed under his fingers as his erection pressed just the right spot deep inside and I gushed spraying over him, soaking the towels and comforters I put down to protect the bed. I felt his erection swell as he came into me sighing deeply. Later in the shower as we were cleaning up he kissed my shoulder. Nathaniel was behind me and I couldn’t see his face, but he held me in the running water his penis between my cheeks.
I was thinking about grinding back onto him and getting things messy again when he said, “I’m glad you are going. I don’t think I could do this without having a friend there.” My dirty thoughts immediately stopped and we just stood there letting the steam cloud our vision and water cleanse us.
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