Before she was involuntarily hauled away by her clearly upset parents, Nina lightly kissed me on the cheek and whispered, “Pork cutlet with gravy…Monday…same time…same place.”
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“Nina-gurl, aren’t we…or more so you…going a bit too fast…considering you just met me only four days ago?” I commented as we chowed down on the plate lunches that she had bought for us.
“Jerry, I realized that I kind of went overboard Saturday night after the game with that rather ‘public display of affection’ and telling my parents you were my boyfriend. But, if you haven’t guessed it by now, I am rather… ah, spontaneous especially when it comes to you. Hey, I can’t help it if I like you…a lot. I don’t know why but I do.
“Plus, my parents have always been very controlling and overly protective when it comes to me…that’s why I’m an eighteen-year-old virgin. But, boy, you should have heard the earful that I got from my parents once we got home…blistering! And then there was the tsunami of inquiries from my squad mates and classmates about you…whew… but I endured it…and I hope you appreciate that.”
“But why me? I’m just a poor Hawaiian from Kalihi (a low-income neighborhood of Honolulu), eking my way through college on grants, scholarships, and part-time student employment. Besides eating and now being with you, the only thing I look forward to is surfing on weekends…”
“You surf? Take me. Please, oh pretty please. I always wanted to try…but no one that I know is into it…much less owns a surfboard. Teach me how to surf, Jerry, please?”
“Well…this coming weekend I was planning on borrowing my dad’s work truck to haul my longboard to the beach. If you want, I could swing by your place…although I don’t think your parents would approve…to pick you up for a surfing lesson and day at the beach.”
“Yay! And don’t worry about my parents. They are all bark but no bite…well, maybe a little bit. If you take me and give me surfing lessons, I’ll pack us a lunch…I know how hungry a certain Hawaiian can be. What do you say?”
What could I say but, “Shoots! Pick you up at eight, Saturday morning, for a day of surfing and the beach.”
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Nina was her bubbly chatty self when she climbed into my dad’s old beat-up truck after stowing a small cooler that had our lunch and her beach bag in the back of the front seat. Closing the door behind her, I turned to spot her mother glaring at me from a window while her father was hurriedly jotting down the truck’s license plate.
“Sheesh! What did you tell your parents about me?” I had to ask Nina as I eased behind the steering wheel and started the engine. “They act like I am kidnapping their precious daughter.”
“But aren’t you?” tee-heed Nina as she grinned at me before turning to wave excitedly to her scowling parents. “Nah, I just told them the truth…that you’re an older college student… even though only three years older…from Kalihi…like rough and tough…who secretly spied on me while I was practicing my pep routine…caught me exposing of my privates…then you sweet-talked their naive daughter…me…and seduced me with food, jokes, and flattery. That all…”
“That’s all? God, you make me sound like some sort of lecherous Hawaiian degenerate.”
“But, Jerry, you are, aren’t you when it comes to me?” Nina murmured slyly.
At this point, I was doing my best impression of a fish-out-of-water, gasping for something to say, and utterly failing. Finally, I blurted, “And what did you tell them that we were going to do today?”
“I told them you were taking me to the beach…in my itsy-bitsy string bikini…to teach me how to surf…among ‘other’ things.”
“Other things? Like what, Nina?”
“Jerry Kealoha! With you, I don’t know what to expect when we’re together. However, since I came into your life, haven’t you felt that I’m becoming a part of you and that you’re becoming a part of me? Come on admit it?”
Once again I did my best fish-out-of-water imitation as I floundered as to how to respond to Nina’s acute observation. Damn it! She’s always talking about how she’s being swept off her feet by me…when in reality, it’s the opposite way. In the end, I shut my open mouth and tried to focus on driving as my little Japanese date cuddled up to me.
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“Old Man’s” is that ocean area in front of the Elks Lodge and is known as a beginner’s and longboard surfing area. We found street parking by the Kapiolani Park fountain and with me carrying my longboard and towel, and Nina carrying her small cooler and beach bag, we made our way to the wide beach area. It was a sunny cloudless day with just enough of a soft breeze to keep us cool. The waves were small and gentle and I was eager to get into the water and paddle out.
However, when I pulled off my t-shirt, Nina gasped before saying, “Oh my God, you’re ripped…I knew you were muscular…but did not expect you to look like this. Come here and let me put some suntan lotion on you…don’t give me that…the sun will burn you.” And with that, Nina began slowly…and almost sensuously…feeling my body under the guise of spreading lotion over me.
When she finished her self-indulgence, Nina unbuttoned and pulled off her thin loose beach dress and lightning struck me out of the clear blue. Her scarlet string bikini contrasted sharply against her creamy skin and barely concealed her tempting nubile teenage delights. Her flimsy top loosely covered her modest but perky tits, and her bikini bottom clung suggestively on her hips, clinging snugly to her sex. Kneeling with her back to me, Nina whispered as she rubbed lotion over her front, “Now, you do my back.”