Isaac knocked on Taylor’s bedroom door. He could hear him talking on the phone. A moment went by, and Isaac knocked again. This time Taylor called for him to come in.
“Hey, Ike, did you need something?” Taylor asked. Isaac pulled Taylor’s desk chair over near the bed.
“I want to talk to you,” He said, seriously.
“Uh-oh, that’s never good,” Taylor half-laughed. Isaac didn’t even crack a smile.
“You’ve been acting really weird for the past week and a half, and you’ve been going somewhere all the time. And, you haven’t told us where you’re going. What’s up with that?” Isaac said, all in one breath. Taylor didn’t answer; he just stared at the wall. Isaac began to grow angry.
“I want to know what in the hell is going on!” He exclaimed. Taylor looked at him.
“I can’t tell you, man,” He said, sighing.
“Why not?”
“Because you’ll tell mom and dad.”
“Taylor, just tell me.”
“No!”
“Damnit, are you doing something stupid? Drugs? What?”
“I’m not doing drugs.”
“Then where are you going?”
“To visit a friend.”
“What friend?”
“You don’t know her.”
“Her? Since when do you have female friends I don’t know?”
“Isaac, you don’t know everything about my life!”
“Obviously not.”
“And I’m not telling you.”
“Then I am going to make Mom and Dad stop you from going anywhere by yourself!”
“Fuck you.”
“Taylor, I’m just worried.”
“Fine! You want to know so badly? I’m seeing someone I met in New York, and she’s older then me,” Taylor blurted out. Isaac looked at him, surprised.
“She came from New York to Tulsa?”
“Yes.”
“For you?”
“Yes!”
“Wow.”
“Don’t tell, okay?”
“Are you sleeping with her?”
“What?! No!”
“Just checking…” Isaac looked thoughtful for a moment. He sighed.
“I won’t tell, but Taylor, promise me something.”
“What’s that?”
“If you get into trouble, tell me, or someone, okay?”
“I will.”
“Good.” With that, Isaac stood up and left the room.
Taylor knocked on Angie’s door. He was barely in the door, when Angie flung herself at him, covering his face in kisses.
“Wow,” Taylor said, in between kisses, “It’s nice to know I’m missed.”
“I haven’t seen you for two days, Taylor!” Angie exclaimed, her hands running over Taylor’s chest.
“Two days isn’t that long.”
“Yes it is. I want to see you everyday. I want to touch you everyday.” Taylor laughed and wrapped his arms around Angie’s neck.
“I want to see you too.”
“I’ve never felt this wanted before. Not even by my parents. My whole life no one wanted me, no one needed me. Until Katie came along,” She said sadly.
“I know you miss her, but I want you. I need you,” Taylor said, softly kissing Angie’s cheek. Angie pulled Taylor’s mouth to meet hers and began to kiss him deeply. They played with each other’s tongues. In a short time they were on the bed, not paying attention to how lumpy it was. Taylor began to slide his hand up Angie’s white tee shirt, and she let out a small moan. His fingers crept up to her bra and outlined her breasts. Angie’s heart was racing a mile a minute, as was Taylor’s. She wanted him to touch her in all the intimate places. She lifted Taylor’s shirt upward, and he stopped kissing her long enough to remove both of their shirts. Taylor fingered the lace on Angie’s bra. He kissed her neck and down to the space between her breasts. She trembled when she felt his soft mouth on her skin. Tears came to her eyes. Taylor looked up at her.
“What’s wrong, baby?” He asked. She shook her head.
“Nothing, I just feel, happy, you know?” Taylor grinned. He slipped his fingers underneath Angie’s bra straps and slid them down her arms. He ran his tongue over her collarbone, giving her chills. The chills continued, and deepened as they progressed. Clothing was thrown to the floor, and soon they made love. Even though it was Taylor’s first time, Angie swore that he was the best lover she ever had.