Mark Responds Reluctantly

Mark was carefully to keep his large smile on the inside. A story about a school initiation, what a clever cover she had created. With every sign she was willing to go on.

“Ah, what?”

“The letter. He, uh, the girls say I need to, ah, do that for…. for you.”

“But, Julie. Are you kidding? Are you sure you want to belong to a group like that anyway? Anyone who wants you to do that….” Mark smiled inwardly as he turned the knife a bit. Of course the stakes for her were much larger than a little club initiation. “Have you even ever done that?”

Julie’s face flushed with embarrassment and she kept her moist eyes cast down toward the floor. “I… ah, not really, kind of, for Paul, once sort of. Please, I need to do this. I’m sorry. I know it is embarrassing.”

“Yeah, you can say that again. I mean, we’ve been friends a long time. I think you’re cute, but… well, we’ve never…”

“I know. Please! I’ll make it good for you.”

“It’s not that. I mean, God Julie, it would be…” Mark was enjoying watching her squirm. The more he resisted the more she was **** to press him on something she clearly did not want to do. He wondered just how much she was willing to do. But it was time to pull the trigger on this part. “OK, if it is that important. What do I need to do?”

“OK, ah, just sit there a minute. They left a package for me in the bushes.

Mark could not believe how smoothly Julie was following the plan. As she came back in to the room carrying the bag he had planted Mark sat back in the couch and while pretending to show apprehension awaited the next step.