told him it was OK and that I would keep going by myself. I think he
was really bummed, but he couldn’t leave or they’d all see his face.
After a while, some administrators thought that it was too raunchy
and shooed the crowd away. I told Bill I was sorry about the
disciplinary actions they took, but I didn’t know they would be such
prudes. He was pretty angry.”
“Didn’t you get it cleared with your professor first?”
She looked shocked. “Are you kidding? They would have never
let me do it!”
The stewardess came by with drinks. After ordering a whisky
and taking a long sip, I turned back to Jenny.
“What kind of a grade did you receive on this project?”
“That’s not the point. The point is that I made a statement. I
didn’t do it for the grade, you know. I did it to say something.”
“What did you think your statement was?”
Her answer took me by surprise. It made sense. She said
confidently: “That love is too beautiful a thing to keep under wraps.”
She rubbed her arm against mine. Jenny certainly knew how to
turn a guy on. I was ready to burst. “I’m sorry. Have I made you
uncomfortable Jake?” she purred.
I finished my whisky. “No, no. Just very excited.” There was no
use denying the truth, and if it wasn’t for the seat belt in my lap, there
would be no way to deny it anyway. I felt as if I was going to rupture
a vesicle or something, and I needed relief. Jenny became engrossed
in her in-flight magazine and I decided to make a little visit to the
boys room to let off some steam. T-shirt pulled down low and
walking with a stoop, I arrived at the row of tiny bathrooms. Just as
I was stepping inside, I felt someone grab the door to keep it from
closing. Jenny stepped inside with me and locked the door behind
her.
“I thought you might need some help,” she offered. She smiled
matter-of-factly and pulled off her shirt to reveal two perfectly
sculpted breasts that were much too big for her slender body. “You’re
not fooling anyone with that old-man walk, Jake.”
“I’m glad I didn’t fool you, Jenny.”
She giggled, pulling a condom out of her pocket. “You
underestimate the quality of my college education, Jake.”
By the time we had returned to our seats, there were no doubts left in
my mind about the extent to which Jennifer Hughes was educated.
BIG AMERICAN BREAKFAST
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