ADVENTURE by carol marie Copyright 1999
I was thinking about a time in my life when I was out hitchhiking one day. My thumb out as I stood by the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco. The day was overcast and the air thick like rain would happen at any moment. I half expected to be caught in a downpour before anyone picked me up.
I was wearing the usual faded blue 501s' and a tie dye t shirt. My hair was still long in those days, touching just above my butt. I wasn't exactly sure how 'butch' i wanted to appear. I wasn't sure if I really fit into the whole labeling system. I was a lesbian. it was late 70s' and age of innocence behind me.
I had been standing in a bus zone for about 10 minutes when a truck pulled over. The fellow driving was in a business suit and he said he was going as far as San Rafael. That was a good ways up the road and he looked OK. He had a brief case on the seat that he threw onto the floor and told me to step on over and in. I hopped in and thanked him for stopping. He asked me where I was headed and I told him up to Sonoma County. he asked if I lived up there and I told him no, I was just out tripping.
He told me I could put the radio on any station that I wanted and I think I surprised him when I turned on KKHI and Marilyn Horne was singing the aria from Cosi Fan Tuti(sp). He asked me if I really liked opera and I told him I did. He told me his preference was country western music, which I hated. And was glad that he had given me the option of choosing.
As we were driving along he asked me if I thought cars were phallic symbols. I looked over at him and thought to myself about men's egos. I answered him, "I suppose if u want it to be then it is." To which he laughed, and then he moved his right hand down off the steering wheel and then closer to where I sat. Out of the corner of my eye I watched him, slowly inching towards the door. When his hand lightly grazed the side of my leg, I suddenly started coughing. he retracted his hand, but only for a second. He started saying things like I was so cute and sweet looking. He must have been crazy, cause I was anything but sweet. He asked me if I wanted to have a drink with him and I hesitated and then looking around to where we were at that moment, told him yes. And then I directed him towards a gay bar that I knew of in the vicinity.
He wasn't from the area and hadn't a clue. We drove to the Paradise shopping center and parked in front of Zelda's. It was early in the day yet and there were very few patrons in the club, but the bartender knew me and called out to me as I came in the door. The guy followed in behind me, just as I reached the bar, he told me his name was Rick. I told him my name and said I had to use the ladies room. Before I hit the lounge, I told Steve the barkeep about my predicament and he said not to worry. I went into the bathroom and washed my face and then went back out into the lounge area. he had ordered 2 beers. Silly man. I didn't like beer, which I told him. he said to order what I wanted and I told Steve to give me my usual. He poured a hefty snifter full of Remy and handed it to me.
Rick asked me if I wanted to play the juke box and I told him to go ahead, feeling safe enough that in this disco bar he wouldn't find anything too corny.
Just as I was talking with Steve, the door opened leaving in a stream of light. A man and womyn approached the bar and ordered two Stolis up. Yikes!!! Serious drinkers.
The womyn was dressed in a black leather jacket and tight fitting black slacks and sandals. the man had on blue flannel and jeans and work boots. They both smiled at me as I checked them out. The womyn made her way over to me just as Rick was coming back from the tune maker. when she reached me she asked me if I had a light for her cigarette. I pulled out my lighter and lit her smoke as she held my hand. She thanked me and then added, "You are absolutely delicious!". and strode back to where her escort was seated. I blushed and then Rick looked at me and said, "Those fuckin queers are everywhere, can you believe that bitch?".
I heard Steve grumble something under his breath and I looked up and Rick and said excuse me and walked over to the womyn in leather and just took hold of her, leaning her back and gave her such a lip lock. My first lover would have been proud of me.
I could hear Rick swearing and saying , 'OK, that's enough, come on now, what kind of trick is this," and I just laughed. The womyn in leather asked if I wanted to leave and I said yes. I Told Steve good-bye and we were out the door. Just then Rick shows up still shouting obscenities. I told him to be cool. I told him there was no way I would ever expect a man to fill a womyns shoes, and then I got into her cadillac and left.
We drove up thru the KentWoodland Hills until we came to a large home done in the 40s style of stucco with Spanish tile. There was a red floored tile mosaic that led to the front doors which were quickly opened by the man servant that stood by them. He greeted our entourage welcoming us into the home. The womyn I was with quickly tore her leather jacket from herself and flung it to the floor. The man servant bent and picked it up asking if there was anything he could get for us. The gentleman that had ridden in silence with us disappeared into an adjacent room. The womyn turned to me and said, "My name is Tina, baby...I'm gonna make your dreams come true." I just sort of leaned up against a wall watching her and she flung her heels off one by one, with the servant following and picking up as she hurled the shoes.
He told her "cockies" were being served on the terrace. I didn't know what that was and was a bit ambivalent as I slowly followed her to the French doors across the room.
She wore absolutely no panties and she slipped out of her leather slacks, instead she turned to me and asked if I liked the view. It was rather shocking her candidness, but exciting and electric just the same. From somewhere in the home I heard the guitar riffs of Jeff Beck beckoning me nearer to the terrace doors. Still rather hesitant, not looking for a 3 way with the guy, I kept my clothes on.
When I arrived at the deck I saw Tina stepping bare assed into a spa at the left corner of a huge pool. The water was the bluest of blues and the contrasting ivory skin tones of this goddess descending into magic blue was overwhelming. I had wished for a camera right then and there. She must have heard me thinking, because she asked if I needed anything. I told her a camera would be just fine and she laughed a big throaty guffaw. Somehow that managed to calm me a bit and in relaxing I removed my jacket and shoes. I sat on the edge of the spa and watched as she kicked water out at me. I watched her as she spread her legs open under the water revealing only a dark patch of brown curly hair. She asked me to come in. I said OK and shyly stepped out of my pants and then my panties, neatly folding them alongside the pools decking. Slowly I inched into the burning water. the jets were on in full force and the boiling bubbles erupted around me. I felt as her foot came between my legs and up to my fur. I caught it with my hand and pushed up. She took a mouthful of water into her and sniffled and snorted laughing. She sprayed water at me from her mouth and I started to splash her even more. When I moved towards her she leapt from the spa and dove head first into the icy pool. I followed not even thinking about the shocking coolness that stunned me. Still she swam away from me.... regainiing my swimming ability I dove in racing across the pool just as she hopped out of the pool and back into the spa. perhaps I had read her wrong. Perhaps she didn't want me after all. This cat and mouse chase was wearing on me, but still...she was lovely and I did want to play. So I continued to swim doing laps. Maybe 5 when I heard her ask me if I wanted a drink. I kept swimming like I hadn't heard her and then she asked me again, this time hovering over the pool.
I told her I like cognacs, which she laughed at and then said I had good taste. I replied under my breath, that is what some of have said. She heard me all right and laughed again, saying "good one" and then handing me a snifter almost filled with the luscious amber liquid.
I sat on a chaise and she sat on the first step of the spa with her upper body exposed. her nipples were taut and erect and the drops of water that clung to them beckoned for my eager tongue. But I was shy in those days and she would have to flat out ask me before I ever touched her. I know -----silly. well she did...ask me.
She came and sat at the foot of the chaise, her legs straddling the very chair where I sat. I couldn't help my eyes from drifting to her fur, couldn't help the sudden drooling that appeared in the corner of my mouth and couldn't help the stuttering when she asked me if I wanted her. It all happened so quickly. First she was asking me and the next thing I knew, my fingers were lightly rolling her nipples between them. \ My chest was close to hers...feeling her titties on mine...my breath started to grow shallow and I felt that sudden spurting inside of me as her lips brushed mine. My fingers tussled in her dark curly hair, tracing the outline of her face and running my fingers down to her collarbone. I heard her moan...it was dark and secret...no words but so much emotion. I felt as she nibbled on my ear sending waves of chills up and down my spine, then pushing her tongue inside the canal driving me wilder with passion.
My lips were on hers, my tongue in her mouth, kissing harder, pressing harder, biting her lower lips. She stood and took my hand and led me to the French doors. She opened them slowly revealing a scene from Aladdin. There were scarves of many colors that hung from the ceiling and the walls. There were ceramic wall sconces that held just a flickering light, casting shadows on the veiled walls. The scent of myrrh hung thick in the air and somewhere in the distance the dulcet tones of a sitar played hauntingly.
She led me into her lair...I feeling so much the spider, though it didn't matter. I knew I wanted to be here...with her. She pointed to the pillows that lay strewn about the floor. I knelt down and was just going to sit when I heard the lashing sounds of a whip as it came down hard on a surface. I jumped at the sound...and quickly turned to see her moving towards me with a cat o nine tails flying thru the air. I started to speak and then thought better of it, I didn't want to annoy her.
She licked her lips and told me to lie flat on my stomach, I started to protest and then wondered how bad could it get. I mean after all, the end result would be fantastic lovemaking. So I laid down and waited. All of a sudden I felt her hands on me, rubbing oil all over my body. It was a neat feeling to be all lubed up by a vixen such as she.
The music became louder and she offered me my snifter, I took a big swallow and then felt the searing pain of the whip catching me on my flanks. I screamed out in pain. I heard her laugh and say "poor baby" and then another laugh. Again she came down hard this time it caught me straight across my ass. My cheeks burned with new pain, again I swallowed hard the remaining elixir in the glass.
There was silence...inside of me I whimpered...though I could feel such stirrings in me, none like ever before...but I hoped that she was now thru. I started to turn over when I heard her say "no." I stopped waiting for her next move.
It didn't come. In fact the night wore on and I just laid there, my ass still pained from the earlier welts. The candles had all burned down leaving me in a darkened room. There was no music. I sat up and looked around. It appeared that no one was there. I found my clothes out by the pool and got dressed. I went from room to room looking for my mistress, but she wasn't there, nor was the man servant or the man who rode with us in the car.
I was going to call for a cab when a cab driver stood in the front archway and asked if I was ready to leave. I said yes, looking around just once more. Puzzled is how I felt, not to mention sore...my ego was bruised along with everything else. What kind of game had I partook of...did the guy watch...why did they leave? Many questions that were never answered.
I had the cabbie take me back to where I started that day, only this time in the opposite direction, going home.
Copyright by carol marie