“What?” he questioned. “Um, well, I did notice a change. She was good, but kinda, um, hesitant maybe. But then she suddenly seemed to get much more, um, intense, I guess. I just thought she was getting into it more. Now that I think about it, I guess there were other differences that I sorta noticed, but didn’t think too much about at the time. I was kinda preoccupied, I guess, `cause it was, well, it was really good.”
“So, any thoughts on who the mystery woman was that was so good?” I asked him.
He sat a moment, staring off, then said, still looking off elsewhere, “Um, no I guess not. Unless…could it be that cute girl?” He looked at me now, saying “I was talking to this cute girl, about my age, a little while before I went down there. And I think she walked into the video area too, now that I think about it. She was nice, but probably outa my league.”
“Oh, maybe not,” I said, trying to be encouraging.
“Yeah, right, not her. Wouldn’t be her. Can you tell me who it was?” he asked.
“You misunderstand,” I tried to explain. “The cute girl is called Deejay, and she’s a friend of ours, too. Yes, it was her, and she thinks you’re pretty cute yourself. Man, I feel like I’m in high school playing go between to tell you that girl you like likes you, too. Can’t say I ever did that then, but well, I guess I’m doing it now. Anyway, what do you think about that.”
“Um, I don’t know what to think,” he said, seeming a bit bewildered. “I never did that in high school either. Never really had much contact with girls then. Never went to dances. Only had one real date, and that didn’t go real great. And no one ever told me that some girl liked me. Shit, she doesn’t even know me.”
“Well, barely,” I said. “She talked to you a bit and she’s attracted to you, and apparently, you are to her, without even knowing her either, so…”
“Um, yeah, I am. What did you say her name was, Dee something?”
“Deejay. It’s a nickname from her initials. She’s really sweet, a little shy, but she can also be a real flirt when she warms up to you. And she’s quite smart, just like you seem to be. Honestly, Jill wanted to set you two up, but it seems she didn’t need to.”
By this point I heard the girls’ voices approaching. “I believe they’re on their way back. Get on out there and see if you can chat with her again. You don’t need to let on you know it was her in there. She might know it was you, but she may be too shy to let you know that — or not. You never know with these women. Anyway, go ask her out or something. Get her phone number at least.” I left the room before he could say anything else. As I left I thought to myself, ‘Listen to me, of all people, giving dating advice!’
Teddy appeared behind the counter and looked at Deejay, who looked at him, and they both turned away, briefly at least. Then the Jills motioned for me to follow them and we stepped away. As we wandered off I heard Deejay say “Thanks again. You’ve been really nice, and all.” I thought I heard him say something about him needing to thank her, but I wasn’t sure.
Jill-2 said “Let me get my stuff and we can head to my place. If you get there first, the side door is open so head on in. There’s white wine in the fridge and some red on the counter if you want any. I’m looking forward to a nice big glass of red. Oh, and we need some dinner. Shit, I didn’t think that none of us have eaten yet.”
“We’ll pick up something on the way. Pizza OK?” I offered.
“Yeah, that’s fine. Thanks! Oh, no anchovies and we probably want to skip the garlic” Jill-2 said, with a laugh. “See you there.”
As soon as we got in my car I handed Jill my phone, with the number for a pizza place near my apartment already cued up. She placed an order and we picked it up on the way, since it was on the way to Jill-2’s place. As we walked into her house and put the food in the kitchen, Jill-2 came in wearing that sexy, short, oriental type robe she had on last time we were there.
We all sat down with some wine and dined on a tasty, but tame, mushroom pizza. We talked about Teddy and Deejay seeming to work out well so far, and wondered how their first date would go — assuming this wasn’t really a date. Would Teddy return the “favor” that Deejay had just bestowed up him? Would Deejay suck him off again? Would they just jump into bed and screw? Or would they both play shy and just have a “normal” date ending with a chaste good night kiss or maybe an old fashioned make out session? The girls were better at imagining the various scenarios. I just hoped he got her number.