Jimmy
Kelly certainly let loose after a couple of drinks. First, she was dancing like a maniac with all the guys from camp. I managed to get one slow dance with her, but I still wasn’t getting a vibe from her that she liked me. Feeling her toned body against mine had gotten me all excited, and I think she felt my hard-on. Kinda embarrassing.
Then, after Eric, who was totally gonzo, starting chanting Kelly’s name, she ended up getting to be the “Pretty Lady” in the song. I’d seen Gene pull this stunt before, and he always managed to get the prettiest girl in the room up there. Musicians were slick. I waited near the side of the stage to talk to her when she came back.
These crazy strobe lights started up. Gene came out and started singing. I recognized the song. It was “Raise A Little Hell.” Seriously, these guys never played anything that wasn’t three decades old.
As he was singing, the drums started up and then the guitar. People loved this song. and they were pouring onto the dance floor.
He stepped to one side, and Kelly came striding up from the back. She looked great in her black tank top and tight jeans. Then she lifted up a mike and started singing too.
I thought Eric would lose his mind. He started yelling, “Kelly, you rock,” like she was some superstar.
She actually sounded good, and she was really into it. She was prancing around the stage, holding the mike in one hand and waving her other arm around. Everyone from the camp was freaking out. She grinned and when she got to the chorus, she leaned against the lead singer and they both sang together. Then Kelly started doing the over-the-head hand-clapping thing and got everyone clapping to the music.
Her voice seemed to be getting stronger and more confident as she went on. But she let Gene take the chorus, and kept clapping her hands and dancing around in a hot way. They alternated singing verses, and then during the guitar solo, she played air guitar beside the guitarist. X-man was crying he was laughing so hard. Eric and Riley were right up front, screaming like little girls. When the song finished, everyone was laughing and cheering. Kelly walked up to the very front of the stage and took a deep bow. Then she turned around and fell back into the crowd. Crowd surfing? Was she freaking kidding? Kelly was totally awesome.
I did a circuit of the room, and finally saw Kelly at the bar with Loreal. I was making my way over when Gene announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s the last dance. Last chance for romance.” The keyboards started up.
Kelly looked around and when her eyes met mine, she smiled. Did she want the last dance with me? Then I noticed Steve making a beeline towards her too. No way. I speeded up.
But Eric sniped both of us. He was drunk as a skunk, which probably gave him the courage to even ask her. I saw Kelly nod, and then she gave me a tiny smile as she followed him onto the dance floor.
I was heading back to the bar when this blonde chick grabbed my arm.
“Jimmy,” she said. “How ’bout a dance?”
I didn’t recognize her, but that wasn’t unusual around here. I shook my head, but she kept holding on to me.
“Aw c’mon. It’s last dance.”
“Yeah, c’mon, Freshy. Don’t be such a pussy.” Steve-O was passing by with some chick. “Kelly’ll see how popular you are.”
I decided to dance. It was probably better than watching Kelly dance, like I’d been doing all night. The inaction bothered me most, seeing her swirling around the room while I could only stand there and wish. The blonde chick was short, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. If I looked down all I could see was her tits popping out of her red top. She seemed to be pushing them into me, like that would be a big turn-on. As if anyone else could look good to me when Kelly was in the room.
I looked over and saw Eric talking away to Kelly. She had to stand up on tiptoe and talk into his ear to answer. Was there any way she could like Eric? Cripes, he was even younger than me.
The song went on way too long. When it was over, instead of letting go of me, the chick pulled my head down and spoke into my ear. “We’re going to party some after this.” She motioned with her head towards Steve and his girl. “You wanna come?” Then she started giggling before I could even answer. I guess she was drunk.
“You wanna come?” she repeated and laughed even louder. I was sort of embarrassed because people were starting to stare and she kept clinging to me.
“Sorry, I have to go.” I tried to pull her arms down. She lunged up at the same time and kissed me. It felt wet and horrible.
I finally peeled her off me and had a look around for my friends. I saw Kelly staring at me, but then she turned away and headed out the door. I was trying to go after her when I got cornered by some older guy I knew from my minor hockey days. You couldn’t ever be rude because then everyone would say you were getting full of yourself. When I finally got out, everyone was gone.
I figured they were walking home on the trail. Burt had dropped us off, but he knew better than to let any one of us drive back after drinking. I ran and finally caught up with everyone.
“Hey,” I said.
“Freshy! You made it,” X-man said. Kelly didn’t say a word. She even turned her head slightly away from me.
“Where’s Loreal?” I wondered. Kelly was the only girl here. She still didn’t answer, and Smitty told me Loreal got a ride home with the bartender.
“How come you’re so quiet?” I asked her.
She shrugged. “What happened to your friend?”
“That woman I was dancing with? No idea. She was pretty scary.”
She smiled when I said this. That had to be good.
“You’re quite the singer,” I told her.
“Among my many talents.” She laughed.
“Yeah, Kelly is an amazing woman,” slurred Eric. He was so going to regret this tomorrow. He kept on going, “Y’know, you should be on Canadian Idol.”
“Thanks, Eric. I’ll think about that.”
“Oh man, there are so many mosquitoes here,” Kelly complained, smacking the back of her neck.
Riley laughed. “Yeah, they’re the provincial bird.”
Kelly was flailing away at the mosquitoes. Which was useless, but she was from the west coast so she had no clue. It gave me a brilliant idea.
“You know, you can outrun mosquitoes,” I told her quietly.
“Really?” She seemed quite hopeful at this idea.
“Yeah, let’s go.” And we took off fast. I knew she was a good runner; she ran nearly every day. And I figured the rest of the guys were too hammered to keep up. Sure enough, we had lost them in a few minutes. Just the two of us, alone at last. I had to talk to her—it was now or never. I had been drinking, and that made me braver or stupider.
“Kelly?”
“Mmmm?” She was walking along, swinging her sweater in her hand and not even looking at me. Happy to be mosquito-free.
“Meet me tomorrow. At the dock. We’ve got free time after 7:00. It could be just the two of us.”
She stopped and tilted her face up. I couldn’t stop looking at her lips, so full and pink. I wanted to kiss her right then. I always wanted to kiss her. The way she was looking right at me with her eyes all dark and mysterious, it seemed like she was into me. She licked her lips, making them shiny. Man, she was hot.
Just do it. I leaned down and kissed her. Her lips were softer than I could have imagined, warm and moist. At first, I was gentle, but everything kept building up in me and I kissed her harder and harder. I parted her lips and inhaled her, and it was so good. She tasted sweet, and she was kissing me back pretty good. I was enjoying all the sensations, but underneath I felt this certainty that she did like me and this was how everything was meant to be.
There was a noise nearby, and we broke apart. Kelly’s eyes were wide and shocked.
Riley showed up.
“Hey, guys. You can really run,” Riley huffed. “Did you see the chick Steve-O left with? Older women are supposed to be the best right? Experienced and ready to go.”
I saw Kelly make a little face at that comment. Was she thinking about us?
“Here’s my turn off,” she said abruptly and went to her cabin. I could see by the light that Loreal was already there. Riley and I both watched Kelly walk away.
“Great ass,” Riley said. He was pretty bombed and she might have heard him, but she didn’t turn around. She never looked back at me.