Chapter 3 Part 3

The next morning, Dylan borrowed his father’s pole and went fishing. It gave him something relaxing to do and at the same time kept him out from under foot of the daily routine of the plantation. The unspoken motive, however, was that it kept him hidden from Sharon, who was apt to be looking for him.

Dylan really had no intention of catching anything except a few winks of sleep during the lazy part of the day. He was startled only momentarily when several of the girls who worked the laundry came to fetch water. They all flirted outrageously with him and Dylan politely gave them his undivided attention until one of the older women came to fetch her missing workers. The woman, who Dylan knew but could not remember her name, smiled at him when she saw the reason for the girls’ delay. She only paused for a few seconds before ushering her labor force back to work.

Dylan decided at that point to cancel his fishing venture. He returned the tackle and then simply began wandering around aimlessly. It was not long before he found himself standing near the same haystack that he and Sharon had settled beneath the night before. He spent several moments sitting in the same spot as the night before trying to recapture the feeling of togetherness that they had shared with a few innocent kisses.
Dylan recalled his father’s warning and at the same time he remembered what Sharon had said about Matt and Carrie.

In all honesty, Dylan really did want to try a little of what Sharon had offered if only out of curiosity. But Dylan was resolved that if Sharon was as eager as Matt, then he was going to be as careful as Carrie. He would only let things go so far.

It was of course inevitable. Almost immediately after the evening meal in the commons hall, Dylan found himself once more in the company of Sharon.

They again discretely followed Matt and Carrie out into the corral and pasture, but instead of hiding behind the same haystack and listening to the two courtiers, they instead walked around giving the special haystack a wide berth. They finally settled beneath a different haystack. Though in the shadows themselves, Matt and Carrie were on the moons lighted side and in plain sight to anyone who was not at the main community. It was no wonder that Dylan’s father knew of their play.

Dylan and Sharon sat leaning against the hay watching their friends becoming intimate. Abruptly Sharon’s hand found Dylan’s and he responded with a gentle squeeze.
Across the way, Carrie had allowed Matt to remove her top. Matt’s shirt had also been removed and the pair embraced each other kissing passionately and wildly while caressing the other’s body.

Dylan felt a tug and when he turned Sharon attacked him with a kiss of her own. Dylan found himself respond immediately and within moments they were laying in each other’s arms.

Sharon gently rubbed her hands all up Dylan’s back and his arms. She let her touch linger only briefly when their hands met and then cautiously she placed one hand flat against his chest. While she slowly traced the outline of his ribs, she began to place tiny kisses upon his exposed throat.

Dylan’s breath grew short and the hair on his arms stood upright. Without realizing it, he began to mirror Sharon’s actions. What she did to him so he did in return. After all, it did feel good.

Once more their lips met and in the heat of a hard and long kiss, Sharon guided Dylan’s hand under her blouse and to her soft chest. Part of him wanted to back away, knowing that what they were doing was at the very least frowned upon and more than likely outright forbidden. But the blood was rushing in his ears and his heart was pounding in his chest. He felt himself slipping into a trance of fleshly hunger and totally under the spell of the girl as surely as if she were a master mage, herself.

Time seemed to come to a standstill or it flew by with immense speed. Because everything in his life seemed to be focused on that moment in time. And while it did not last forever, Dylan really could not recall much of what happened in the span of what must have been at least two hours. Dylan was vaguely aware of soft flesh, passionate kisses and the touching of forbidden body parts. Then the moment passed. A dull clang was sounding near the main hall. It was the signal that the meal was officially concluded, scraps were being thrown to the pigs and dogs.

It was getting very late when with Dylan’s help, Sharon redressed. Matt and Carrie had long gone in and they had never noticed.

Dylan knew that he should be getting back to the cabin, but he was thoroughly enjoying the warm night and so he and Sharon walked around the compound perimeter. As they passed the river, Sharon quite bluntly asked, “have you ever been swimming with a girl?”

“Umm, no,” he answered. There was little doubt as to where the conversation was leading, and that was too far for Dylan’s comfort.

“Well maybe if you are interested, we can go swimming?” Sharon was making no attempt to hide her intentions. She knew that Dylan was a special person. Her mother had so much as told her to get as close to him as she could even if it meant doing things that had previously been forbidden. Sharon was no fool. Given free reign, she was ready to try everything that she had only heard about.

“Gee, I don’t know,” Dylan floundered. “I mean what if someone caught us? My father’d beat me and I might not be allowed to go back to the Academy.”

Sharon didn’t reply immediately. She only reached out and held his hand as they walked. “Do you really think that they would do that?”

“I don’t know,” Dylan answered. “I’ve never been caught doing anything like that before.”

“Then they can’t get too mad at you,” she reasoned. “About all you’ll get is a scolding and a light spanking. They don’t really beat hard unless you’ve been told not to do it before.”

“But I’d rather not get a whipping at all,” Dylan countered.

Sharon pulled him closely and gave him a long and heated kiss. “Am I not worth it?”
Once more the tiny alarm in his brain went off. He had to answer this question very carefully as well.

“Oh, your worth it all right,” he said reluctantly. “But if we get caught, they might decide that we can’t ever be allowed to be alone together again, and I definitely want to be alone with you again.”

Sharon giggled and squeezed his hand. “That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard,” she whispered. “Okay, we won’t go swimming together right now. But promise me that if I can think of a way that we can do it later without getting caught that you will.”

Dylan swallowed hard. “I promise.”

Sharon smiled and kissed him again. He was beginning to like those kisses, though he was not sure why. Except for the passion, it was the same kiss his mother gave him, but for some reason, the passion in Sharon’s kissed made his heart pound.

As they approached the compound, they released each other’s hands and parted ways. “I’ll see you tomorrow night after supper,” Sharon promised. Dylan waved and smiled in response.

Dylan was really beginning to get nervous. He had heard the stories about what older boys and girls did when they were naked together. Though he was unsure as to exactly how it was done, he did know that it was strongly forbidden at his and Sharon’s age and that it was frowned upon greatly when done by unmarried couples. Dylan also knew that it is exactly what Sharon had in mind and he had to figure out how to get out of the game she was playing.

Later that night Dylan lay in his bed thinking. He had only been home for two days and already he missed the Academy. When he closed his eyes, he could envision the faces of Cindy and Kayla and Gage and the others quite vividly.

He wished that he had not told anyone how long he was to be at home. Then he could solve his problem with Sharon by returning to the Academy early. He resolved to remember that the next time he came back to Sandy Hollow.

Still the difficulty with Sharon’s aggressiveness had to be dealt with. And Dylan puzzled on it late into the night. He vaguely recalled thinking that with any luck he would die in the night. He dozed off without arriving at a solution.