Built on Lies
written by:
DG Hear

Built on Lies By DG Hear

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm Adam Parks, and I'm looking for one of the students here. Her name is Eve Richards," I said to the woman at the visitor's information desk at Michigan State University.

"One moment while I check our register," she replied, turning away. "I'm sorry, but our records don't show an Eve Richards registered here."

I wasn't sure what to think since I was sure she went to school there.

"What about a Sylvia Masters?"

The woman looked a bit annoyed but checked again.

"Yes, we do have a Sylvia Masters registered here but I'm sorry, I can't give you any personal information on her."

"Can you at least contact her and let her know I'm here. I just drove five hours and would really appreciate it."

The receptionist stared at me before making a call.

"Miss Masters? I'm sorry to bother you but there is a gentleman here at the reception desk who would like to speak with you. He said his name is Adam Parks. Yes, I'll tell him you'll be here in about ten minutes."

Sylvia spoke as soon as she came into the visitor's center. "Adam, what the hell are you doing here? We better step outside and talk privately."

"I came to see Eve. I must have written down her phone number and e-mail address wrong. The lady didn't find her name in the register so I asked her to look for yours. What's going on? Where is Eve?"

"My god Adam, you shouldn't be here. Christ, I don't know what to tell you." She looked shaken up a bit.

"How about the truth? Does Eve go to school here?"

"Yes she does, but her name isn't really Eve. It's Christy. God, she's going to kill me if I tell you anything else."

"Look, I don't know what the hell is going on. I need to see her—I just drove five hours to get here. Where is she? Why did she lie to me?"

"Hell, you might as well know the truth. She's working."

"Where? Can you give me a number to call or something?"

"Sure, let her deal with this mess. I told her not to get involved with you but she didn't listen."

I was confused and had no idea what was going on. Sylvia handed me a card with the number of an escort service written on it.

"I'm sorry, Adam. Maybe a different time and place, the two of you would have made a nice couple."

Sylvia walked away, leaving me standing there with more questions than answers. What did she mean? Did Eve work for this escort service? And if so, what exactly did she do?

I called the number on the card and a woman answered. "Helpful Escort Service, how may I help you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for Eve Richards. Is she available?"

"She's out at the moment but will be free later this evening. Would you like to procure her services?"

Shit! She must be a whore or something. I decided to play along and get an appointment with her. I guess I wanted to surprise her the way she had me.

"There's a dinner party I have to attend tonight and I need an escort for a couple of hours. A friend of mine suggested Eve."

"Are you familiar with our services and prices?"

"Not really since I don't often use an escort service, but tonight I'm in a pinch. It's a reunion party and I need a nice looking woman on my arm."

"Our price is two hundred dollars an hour. If you should want an escort all night it's fifteen hundred dollars. Our minimum is two hours. We do not force them to do anything they don't want to do. Any gratuities are extra."

"Two hours should be plenty of time for dinner."

Damn, four hundred dollars to say ‘fuck you' was a hell of a price to pay but would be worth it.

"I need a credit card and the location of where you are taking our escort since you aren't registered with us."

I had to make up a name. I didn‘t want Eve or whatever her name was to know it was me.

"Mark Adams and it's the Holiday Inn, banquet room."

Most every major motel had a banquet room, but I didn't know what credit card to use since mine all had my name on them. Then I remembered the one for my dad's business and decided to use it. I'd have to explain to him why I charged four hundred dollars to his card, but I'd worry about that later.

"Okay Mr. Adams, please hold while I verify Eve will be available for this evening." After a few minutes she was back on the phone. "Everything is set. Do you want Miss Richards to meet you at the Holiday Inn or will you be picking her up?"

"Umm, just have her meet me there. I'll be in the registration area."

I had really liked her and believed she had feelings for me. To discover she was a whore, or escort, or something, really messed me up. She sure had me fooled; she must be great at her job making people feel like she cared for them.

I went to the Holiday Inn about twenty minutes early and sat down and waited. When I saw a woman coming in through the door I wasn't sure if it was Eve until I saw her face. The blonde wig she wore looked natural and only added to her beauty.

"Adam, what are you doing here? Oh my god, you're the Mark Adams I'm suppose to meet, aren't you. How did you find me?"

****

A month before, my friend Oz, short for Osborne, asked if I was interested in going on a week-long cruise with him. His parents owned a string of clothing stores and even though he managed one for them, he grew up with money.

On the other hand my parents were hard workers who made a decent living. Dad owned a heating and cooling business, and after I finished taking courses at a tech school, I began working for him. I enjoyed working for my dad, and he always treated me right. Our biggest difference was he pinched pennies and I had no problem spending money.

I was twenty-nine and rented an apartment above my parent's garage but got a lot of free meals since my mom loved to cook.

Anyway, I asked Oz why he wasn't taking his latest girlfriend, Sheila.

"She's getting too serious. Now she's talking about marriage and all that shit. You know me; I like to play the field. I'm not ready to settle down with just one woman—not yet anyway. So, we broke up since I wouldn't commit to her.

"Now I have these tickets for a cruise. I figured you could ask your dad for a week off and we could hit the high seas and get laid every night."

"Wouldn't it look a bit gay with two guys going on a cruise together?"

"Hell no, this is an adult cruise, with a lot of single people and college students on spring break. It did say ‘Not a family cruise,' on the brochure when I made the reservations. I can switch cabins to two double beds instead of the queen size which I asked for.

"Come on Adam, this will be fun. You don't have to pay for the ticket so your dad shouldn't get too pissed."

He laughed after he said that knowing my dad and his spending habits. I talked with my dad and he let me have the time off, counting it toward my yearly allowed vacation time.

I got back with Oz and everything was a go. There was no backing out—I was taking a cruise.

****

Oz made me laugh how he was watching over me. We were on the plane and he kept telling me what to say.

"Seriously Adam, we will meet a lot of women. I'm telling you to not lay everything out there."

"What do you mean, Oz?"

"Don't let them know where you're really from. Don't give them your real phone numbers or e-mail address. These are one time shots; we'll never see these women again so you don't want to get too involved."

"That's nuts. Who cares where we're from or what we do?"

"Believe me Adam, I've been there. Sometimes you might end up with a stalker or at the very least they will pester the shit out of you. We'll just tell them we're from Iowa or something. Believe me; a lot of these women will do the same thing, especially if they're married."

"Okay, so we'll say we're from Iowa and I won't give them my phone number or e-mail address. I have to admit it seems a bit foolish. Is it all right to give my name or should I make that up too?" I shook my head and laughed but it all seemed to make Oz happy.

"We can give our names since we aren't telling them we're from Ohio. Besides, if we charge anything we'll need our correct ID."

The plane landed and the bus for the cruise ship was waiting for us. Damn, there were some nice looking women getting on the bus. If they were a sample of who might be on the cruise we would be having a hell of a good time.

We found our cabin and I was glad to see there were two beds. Just sleeping in a bed with another guy, even a friend like Oz, didn't appeal to me.

Then we headed down to the meet and greet. It was a send off with free drinks and snacks. There were a fairly equal number of men and women, and many seemed to be couples.

Next we took a tour of the ship. It had two pools, a number of restaurants, a movie theatre, and who knew how many clubs and bars. That's not even mentioning those in the on-board casinos.

There were a lot of young adults on the cruise, many who were on spring break. Because it was supposed to be an over twenty-one cruise and you needed a passport or birth certificate to board, we figured some just looked young for their age.

As the ship left the dock we headed to one of the bars. It wasn't long before we began to feel our drinks and decided to start dancing. Oz had this thing for older women. He always told me they liked younger men and really gave it their all.

We ended up dancing with two women Oz called cougars. They were in their forties and looked pretty damn good. After we tired of dancing we joined them at their table for the rest of the evening. They had rings on all their fingers and I was pretty sure they were married.

June and Barb were teachers from Pennsylvania and on the cruise for spring break. Oz mentioned we were from Iowa and they seemed to relax more then.

When the ladies excused themselves to use the restroom, Oz asked me which one I wanted for the night. I told him he could choose or let the ladies pick. He went with June, leaving me with Barb.

Later in the evening he asked June if she wanted to go back to our room and I would go with Barb to theirs. The women looked a bit nervous.

"Is there a problem or were we reading the situation wrong?" I asked.

June looked at Barb before speaking. "I'm sorry, but we made a pact that we wouldn't be separated our first couple of nights till we got comfortable with things on the ship."

"No problem," said Oz. "You're both welcome to come to our cabin. We can take a bottle up with us and continue our party there."

They didn't see any problem with it so we first stopped at the bar then headed to our cabin. Once there I poured us each a drink. Oz dimmed the lights and before I knew it we were disrobing our guests. They were down to bra and panties when they decided to undress us. In no time Barb was on her knees and sucking my cock. Oz was right; these older women really gave it their all.

After fucking Barb, we rested while Jane and Oz were climaxing. Barb and Jane were smiling at each other while I got us each another drink. A little while later, we switched partners and went another round.

At first I thought we were using the women but came to the conclusion they were probably using us. After we all rested the women got up and said they should go back to their own room. Of course that suited us just fine.

"Maybe we'll see you guys again later in the cruise. Thank you for such a wonderful evening," said Jane as they left our cabin.

"See I told you everyone takes these cruises to get laid," said Oz after we were alone. "I intend on doing just what those two women are going to do—fuck someone new every night of the cruise."

With that said we both went to sleep after a good first day.

Day two started off with a big breakfast. We would be landing on one of the islands and most passengers would get off the ship for the day. They had two sandy beaches; one was around the cove and it was for nudity only. I was surprised to see so many people heading that way.

Oz wanted to check it out.

"Look Adam, we have nothing to be ashamed of. We keep in shape and I think it would be fun to see the women au natural," he said, smiling.

"Fine, but to be honest I'm not big at having people staring at my privates. Me seeing theirs is another story." I had to laugh after saying that.

They had a changing room with lockers and you received a key on a band. We got our towels and I carried a large blanket in front of me. Oz wasn't afraid to show off what he had dangling between his legs. As we walked along the beach we saw some fine looking asses.

I was surprised at the number of couples. Did the men like showing off their wife or girlfriend? I guess I was still a prude—I wouldn't like my wife showing her private parts to everyone walking by.

Oz spotted two good looking women sitting alone.

"Mind if we put our blanket next to yours?" he asked.

"No problem," one said while the other tried to cover her nudity.

"I'm Adam and my friend here is Oz. Before you ask, it's short of Osborn."

"I'm Sylvia, and the quiet one here is Eve." Eve looked away when Sylvia said her name. "We're here on spring break. We will be graduating this year from Michigan State. Where are you two from?"

"Umm, we're from Iowa..." Oz cut me off.

"We both have our own businesses. I'm in clothing and Adam is in heating and cooling. We've always been good friends and Adam is fresh off a breakup, so I suggested this cruise."

I didn't really understand the lies. I didn't care that I worked for my dad because I wasn't superficial. Now he had me breaking up with my ex wife which I did three years ago.

"Adam and Eve, that's cute." said Sylvia. We laughed but I had heard it a thousand times in my lifetime so far.

Oz went after Sylvia—he always liked the outspoken ones. I asked Eve if she would like to walk to the drink hut with me and I would buy us a round. She seemed shy but there was something different about her, not the type I would have expected to meet on a nude beach.

We got our drinks and went back to the others where Oz had lounge chairs for us. They were far more comfortable than the blanket in my opinion. After we talked for a while we decided to go for a swim. I took Eve by the hand and we ran across the sand and into the water.

"Didn't I see you with like six girls yesterday in the lounge?" I asked Eve.

"Yes, guilty, sorry about staring at you. But you were with those two cougars and we were betting whether you guys would leave with them."

She made me feel kind of bad then. I noticed her when we went into the lounge the day before, but Oz said our chances of pulling two out of the flock wouldn't be easy so he headed to the other women. I hadn't realized Eve was watching me.

"Where are the rest of your friends today?" I asked.

"They prefer clothes so they went to the other beach." Eve laughed. "Sylvia wanted to come here and I didn't want her to be alone. Besides, I'm not ashamed of my body and thought I could get an all over tan."

"Believe me Eve, you are one beautiful woman."

That's when I realized that even though I was at a nude beach, I wasn't looking at anyone but Eve. We enjoyed our time in the water, playing the game where you try to knock the person off the other ones shoulder. I admit touching Eve a few times in places the game didn't call for, but she never complained. When we tired, we tanned on the beach for a while.

Afterward we all got dressed and had lunch where I met the other four students. They all seemed rather nice. I hated lying and telling everyone I was from Iowa. While we were eating I asked Eve for her phone number and e-mail address. She stared at me for a minute and then wrote down a number. She then asked me for mine.

Oz looked over at me so I lied and wrote down some number. Hell, I didn't even know the area codes for Iowa. I also gave her a phony e-mail address.

That evening the four of us got together. I mentioned to Oz that I felt funny telling all the lies. He reminded me these were just one day affairs and everyone would forget one another by the end of the cruise.

We went dancing at the lounge. I loved holding Eve close; she felt so good next to me. It was getting late and Oz invited Sylvia to our cabin. She looked at Eve and me, and then told him okay.

After the two of them left, Eve and I went outside and sat on the deck and talked.

"I'll be graduating soon and I have a job lined up as an assistant pharmacist. Out of my family I'm the oldest, and I have two brothers and a sister. Your turn," she said and grinned.

"Well, I have an older sister, who is damn near my best friend other than Oz."

"So, you are still rebounding from your divorce?" asked Eve.

"My divorce was about three years ago. I'm definitely over her."

I leaned over and kissed her lightly. She seemed to hold back a bit, but I chalked it up to not knowing me much yet. We took a walk around the deck and back into the lounge and danced some more.

A while later she said she needed to return to her cabin so I walked her to her door. "Thank you, Adam; I had such a wonderful time today. I can‘t invite you in because of my roommates. There are six girls staying here."

"I understand. Can I see you again, maybe even tomorrow?"

"I promised the girls I would go to the beach with them tomorrow. Besides if I remember correctly, you and Oz were going scuba diving."

"What about dinner tomorrow night. We can go to the island and take in a dinner show. I remember reading it in the activities program this morning."

She looked at me for a few seconds. "I'd love to go with you to a show tomorrow night." Giving me a smile, she leaned forward and kissed me goodnight.

When I got back to my cabin Oz was sitting there with a big grin on his face. "Damn, that Sylvia sure was a lot of fun. She knows how to make a man come. How was Eve?"

"She's wonderful—more like a date than a woman I met at a nudist beach."

"Come on Adam, was she a good fuck or not?"

"I don't know; we didn't have sex. We danced, took a walk, and we kissed goodnight. I'm going to see her again tomorrow."

"Hold on there, Adam. Don't go getting serious with anyone on this cruise. We're supposed to do the four F's: find them, feel them, fuck them, and forget them. A new woman every night."

"I'm not getting serious Oz. I just like her company. Besides, it was you who wanted a new fuck every night. You and I are supposed to go scuba diving tomorrow and I asked Eve out to a show tomorrow night. You're welcome to ask Sylvia or someone else and come with us."

"No, I've done Sylvia and we parted as friends. I might do a little gambling tomorrow night and find someone new. As for you, be careful. Don't fall into any love trap."

"I don't think Eve is out to trap anyone." I laughed at Oz. He was acting like an older brother.

****

The next morning we were up early and had breakfast. I had to go scuba diving just to burn up the extra calories I ate from the huge assortments.

When we got off the boat that took us to the island, I saw Eve and Sylvia at a distance. They were with their friends headed to the regular beach which made me feel better. Yet, why did I care which beach she went to since I barely knew her?

After our scuba diving we ate lunch and headed back to the ship. I was so tired I needed a nap before my date with Eve.

I knocked on her cabin door and one of her friends invited me in. It wasn't long before Eve came out of one of the rooms. She looked great.

"Sorry about the room, this is how it is in our dorm too," she said, nodding at the clothes thrown all over.

"No problem. Are you ready to go?"

"I am."

I opened the door and we headed to the boat that would take us to the casino/hotel back on the island. I had made the dinner reservations and already had the tickets to the stage show.

"How did you get into the heating and cooling business?" she asked as soon as we were at our table.

"Eve, I don't own the business. My dad does and I work there. I guess one day I'll own it."

"That's fine; I hope to own a pharmacy some day or at least work for a major chain as head pharmacist."

I loved talking to her. She seemed so much like the girl next door type. Nice looking, great personality, and seemed to love her family. I had no reason to think she was lying to me. Why would she make up a family or what courses she was taking at college?

We saw the show which had a lot of nudity but was in good taste. When we got back to our ship we went to one of the lounges and had a couple of drinks. By then it was really late so I took her back to her cabin.

She kissed me goodnight and I asked her to spend the next day with me. The ship would be moving so of course everyone would have to stay onboard. She agreed to meet me in the lounge at noon. We kissed again and I headed back to my cabin.

When I opened the door Oz and his bedmate were fast asleep. I could see a half empty bottle of rum so I figured they were both out for the evening, although I did get a look at his date. She was an older woman, with a darker complexion, large breasts, a big ass, and a hairy bush. I undressed down to my briefs and climbed into my bed.

When I awoke in the morning, the woman was getting dressed. Oz was still asleep and she was smiling at me. She wasn't afraid to show me what she had. She spoke with an accent and told me to tell Oz she had a wonderful time. After getting dressed, she left the room and I went back to sleep.

"Adam, it's time to get up. We don't want to miss breakfast," Oz said some time later.

"All right, I'm awake. Hey, your date said she had a good time last night."

"She's got nice tits," he replied and grinned.

"And a hairy bush. I saw you two sleeping when I got in."

"So how was your date with Eve? Get fucked yet?"

"No, but we did have a wonderful time. She really is a special girl."

"Special my ass, everyone wants to get laid. What seems to be your problem?"

"Timing and a place to do it. I don't think she's the type who wants to have sex in front of others and you are making pretty good use of our cabin. She has roomies in hers.

"I'm going to be spending the day with her here on the ship. I wouldn't mind using our room if Eve is willing."

"Okay buddy, tell you what. Tonight the room is yours. I'll find another place. I hear the top floor of this ship is for nude sunbathers. There's no sun at night but people still go up there."

"I don't want you barging in while I'm having sex with Eve."

"Just put the ‘do not disturb' card on the door. If it's on the door, I'll come back later."

I met Eve at noon and she said her schedule was clear for the night. We started off with a light lunch and then took in a movie. After that we decided to go swimming in one of the pools.

"Damn," I replied. "You even look good in a bathing suit." She just laughed. I loved to see her smile and show those beautiful dimples.

After dinner we decided to try our luck at the slots. After losing a couple of hundred dollars we headed to our favorite lounge where they were having comedians perform. I couldn't believe how fast the time went by. I loved being with her.

"Eve, would you like to come to my cabin for a little while?" I figured she knew what I was asking.

"What about Oz? What if he walks in?"

How did I tell her we had set it up that if I was in the room with her he would stay away? It could surely kill the mood. She would think I preplanned the whole day just to get in her pants, which wasn't true. I mean I did want to have sex with her but I mainly wanted to be with her.

"Well, Oz puts a ‘do not disturb' sign on the door when he's letting me know he has company. I'll just do the same thing. I'm sure he'll get the message."

We went to my cabin where I kissed her. But something felt a little different. Still, I slowly removed her blouse and skirt, then hugged and kissed her some more. After I removed my clothes, we laid on the bed. She removed her bra and panties and I started rubbing her, but it was taking a lot to get her wet.

I kissed her some more, put on a condom and eventually got on top of her and slowly pushed my cock into her. She felt good but something was still strange. She pumped against me till I came. I'm not sure if she came or not, although she acted as if she did.

I got off her and slipped on my briefs and she put on her bra and panties. I poured us each a drink and we talked about what was happening the following day.

"The ship is docking again and my friends and I are going shopping. I probably won't see you tomorrow but I do want to spend the last day of the cruise with you," she stated.

"I would love that. You made this cruise wonderful for me."

We kissed and I walked her back to her cabin. Something in her eyes seemed so strange, as if she was hiding something, yet I couldn't put my finger on it.

Oz was in the room when I returned.

"You hit pay dirt?" he asked.

"Yes, she is so beautiful but something was missing. Don't get me wrong, she was good, but I wouldn't say great. It's like she was holding back or something."

"Well, at least you got laid. I think the problem is you're falling for her and she might not feel the same."

I told Oz that I wouldn't be seeing her tomorrow; that she and her girlfriends would be shopping on shore. He suggested that we go to one of the x-rated nudie shows that he heard about. So that's what we decided to do the next evening.

"By the way Oz, did you get laid? I'd hate to think you missed a day on this cruise without getting your rocks off."

"Yep, it was rather strange though. I went up to the nude deck and it was almost all couples. I was about to leave when this man asked me to join him and his wife. What could I say, she was pretty damn nice. We talked for a few minutes and she put her hand on my thigh. She slid it up higher and of course by then I was getting pretty stiff.

"I looked at her and she said her husband liked to watch. I was sitting on this chaise and she got up, straddled me, and lowered herself down. Damn, she was good. I fucked the living shit out of her while her husband watched and jacked off.

"Even after I got soft, she sat there with my cock in her and rubbed herself back and forth against me till I got hard again. After I came the second time she climbed down and handed me a towel so I could clean up. Her husband bought me a drink and I left shortly after that. I have to admit it was crazy but fun."

****

The next day I didn't see Eve at all, and I kind of missed her. Oz and I went to the x-rated nude show. They actually had a woman on stage taking two guys at once. Lots of pole dancing and muff diving. They asked for volunteers but it was even too much for Oz. He got offered a lap dance but I begged out. I wasn't sure I wanted a woman who fucked on stage rubbing her pussy on me, even though the men wore condoms.

After we got back on the ship Oz went pussy hunting. I on the other hand felt a bit lonely. Odd, but I missed a woman I hardly knew. Instead, I headed to the slots and actually won some bucks. With all the free drinks, it didn't take long before I had a buzz going on.

By the time I made it to our cabin, Oz had the sign on the door, which sucked since I needed some sleep. Finding a deck chair, I slid into one and passed out. It was the sounds of the ocean and beginning of daybreak that woke me up. Even though I felt like shit, the morning sky was a beautiful sight.

I went to the exercise room and tried to get the kinks out of my body with a good workout. When I went back to our room, Oz was alone.

"Get your ass up, Oz. It's time for breakfast."

He grumbled while I showered, then took his turn while I straightened the room.

"Can I have the cabin for the night? It's the last night of the cruise and I'm hoping to bring Eve there," I said once we filled our plates and found a table.

"Sure," said Oz. "Remember those two cougars we were with the first night? They asked me if we could see them again tonight. I told them I thought you already had plans but I was available. So I guess I'll be doing a threesome."

I met Eve and we spent the last day on the ship together. We went swimming, laid out on the deck chairs, and had drinks. We even took in another movie before going to the lounge. She seemed so different today. It was as if we were really close friends. I knew I had fallen for her and thought about telling her the truth about where I was from, and my correct phone number and e-mail. But, I was afraid she might get mad and leave me. I wanted this last night with her so I kept the lie going.

We ended up at my cabin. Eve took the sign and put it on the door. She slipped out of her clothes, except for her panties and began to take off my shirt. She kissed me and worked her way down my neck and chest. After undoing my pants, she let them fall to the floor.

She reached in my briefs and pulled out my cock and started sucking on it. God, it felt so good. My cock was really getting hard. I pulled her up and kissed her passionately. I backed her up to the bed and as she fell back, I removed her panties. I got between her legs and began to eat her pussy. It was only a few seconds before she was wet.

It was hard to believe this was the same woman I had sex with two days before. She had an orgasm while I was eating her out. I tongued and fingered her all the faster.

She moved up on the bed and I slid over her. It was as if she was really enjoying herself, giving as much as she gave. I began to come and it was then I remembered I wasn't wearing a condom. I could tell she noticed.

"It's okay, I'm on the pill. Just fuck me, you feel so good."

We had sex twice more that night, each time more passionate than the one before. The last time she rode me until we were both in a deep sweat. I couldn't hold back any longer, and when I came she did too. I could feel her pussy pulsating.

I kissed her and she rolled off me and cuddled up to me. When I told her I had fallen in love with her, I could see the tears in her eyes. We fell asleep holding each other close.

When I awoke in the morning she was gone. While taking a shower I decided to go find her and tell her the truth. I wanted her to know I lived in Ohio and could make it to her college in five hours. I wanted to start a relationship with her. Oz came back while I was dressing and I told him what I was going to do. He thought it would be a mistake but wished me luck. The ship had docked and passengers were already getting off. I rushed to her room only to discover they were already gone. The gate was so crowded with people I couldn't see her or her friends anywhere.

I walked around the ship to some of the places Eve and I liked but she wasn't there. Eventually I went back to my room and finished packing my luggage.

Oz told me maybe it was for the best. After all, I just knew her for a week and had lied to her from the beginning. On the plane trip home I remembered that even though I lied to her about my phone number and e-mail account, I still had hers. I would wait till tomorrow and give her a call. I just hoped she would forgive me for lying to her.

The next morning I tried calling her but kept getting a wrong number. I wondered if she lied to me also. I tried writing to her but the e-mail came back. I didn't know what to think.

My dad already had appointments set up for me. I spent the next two days working. At least it kept my mind off Eve. My nights were sad as I thought about her and how my lying ended our relationship.

Even if she wanted to contact me, I had given her the wrong numbers to get hold of me. I went on sulking for the next week.

One day Oz gave me a call.

"You want to go out for a drink?"

"Oz, I don't—"

"Meet me at The Firehouse in an hour," he said and hung up.

Knowing Oz, if I didn't show up he would drag me there himself. With a few minutes to spare, I walked into the local bar. Oz was already there, sitting at a back table with a drink.

"Adam, you look like shit. Are you still sulking over Eve?" he asked when I joined him.

"Yeah, I blew it. I really cared for her and now she's gone. I'm pretty sure she lied about her phone number and e-mail account. I wanted to right the wrong I did but she disappeared before I had the chance."

"Do you really want to see her again that bad?"

"Yes I do, Oz. We were good together."

"Go to the college and see her. Sylvia told me they would be graduating from Michigan State next month. She was really happy about it so I believe it to be true."

I decided to take Oz's advice and went in to talk to my dad the next morning.

"Dad, I'll only be working till noon on Friday and will take all Saturday off because I'm going to Michigan to see a friend."

He gave me an odd look before replying. "Is your friend the reason you've been so bitchy since you came back from that cruise?"

"Yes, I'm sorry I've been such a grouch. I just need to talk to her and get a few things straightened out."

"It's none of my business but just be careful. Women can make you do funny things."

Dad had always told me how mom got her way. She just had a way of making him do things, even things he didn't want to do. It was easy to see he loved mom and would do anything for her. He was grumpy on the outside but soft as they came on the inside.

****

So I made the drive to Michigan and was waiting for my revenge, sitting in the Holiday Inn.

When I saw a woman come through the door I wasn't sure if it was Eve until a saw her face. She wore a blonde wig but it looked so natural. But I was sure when she came closer and looked right at me.

"Adam, what are you doing here? Oh my god, you're the Mark Adams I'm supposed to meet, aren't you. How did you find me?" she asked, giving me a shocked look.

I wanted to yell and scream at her but she had tears running down her cheeks and I hadn't expected that.

"So, is your name Christy or Eve? I want to make sure to call you by the right one."

"I'm so sorry. After I got to know you, I just couldn't take the chance on telling you the truth. I should leave. I don't know if I can handle this."

"Bullshit! I paid four hundred dollars to find out the truth. I need to know the truth. You see, I fell in love with you but you left. Then I discovered I didn't even know you."

"Fair enough, you paid for two hours so I'll tell you whatever you want to know. Can we at least go into the lounge and have a drink while we talk. I need something strong."

We headed into the lounge and got a corner booth. I ordered us a drink and she began her talk, even though she was crying a little too.

"What do you want to know first, my background or what happened on the cruise? I promise you everything I tell you will be the truth."

"I want to know why you gave me phony information. I tried to get in touch with you but everything came back saying wrong number or doesn't exist. I thought our last night together was great yet you walked out on me without saying a word."

"I left early that morning because I couldn't face you. I figured that if you knew the truth about me, you would hate me. Most of what I told you after I got to know you was true. A lot of people don't give out their real name or phone numbers in the beginning. After meeting you on the nude beach I never thought I would see you again. That's why I gave you the name Eve, which is my working name."

The pained look on her face made it obvious she knew that admission hurt me.

"Later when we exchanged phone numbers and e-mails, I still wasn't sure about you. I figured I could always tell you the real numbers later."

"So why didn't you?" I asked.

"Because I was falling for you and I was afraid to admit I lied. I remember you saying you wouldn't want other men looking at your woman. Here I was an escort, and you wanting a girl next door type.

"Sylvia told me I shouldn't get involved with you. She didn't think you would understand the life I lead. Besides, after the cruise we figured I would never see you again.

"God how I loved being with you. I have all these wonderful memories of the things we did together. I couldn't believe you didn't push me to have sex. It was as if you wanted me for who I was, not just the sex. I know your friend Oz was with Sylvia for the sex, but you didn't push me at all. The first time I held back. I wanted so badly to let myself go with you but I've never had a real relationship and I didn't want to get hurt."

"What about on the last night together? It was more like making love than having sex," I stated.

"I decided for the first time in my life I wanted to feel love. I was going to drop my guard and make love with you. You have to believe me when I say no one ever made love to me like that before. Afterwards we cuddled and you said you loved me.

"When you fell asleep I was thinking I could never face you again and I started crying, wishing my life could have been different. There was no way I could tell you how I made money that you would accept. I went back to my room and started packing. I was one of the first off the ship."

"So that was it?" I asked. "You didn't care how I must have felt or what I must be thinking?"

"I know it was wrong but I was really hurting inside. Even though I'm twenty-four, you're the first man I have really cared for and I felt I lost you. Sylvia told me she thought it was for the best. After a week of moping around, she told me to just write or call you and get it all out in the open. I did what she suggested and after telling you everything in an e-mail, it came back. I then tried to call you and the number didn't exist. So I thought I was a fool for believing you loved me when all the time you just played me."

"No Christy, I never played you. I cared for you right from the start. Stupid Oz is the one who told me not to use my real numbers. I was going to tell you before we left the ship but you were gone and I couldn't reach you.

"When I ran out of options on how I might get hold of you, Oz told me Sylvia mentioned the courses she was taking at State so I came here to find you and tell you the truth. Then I find we had a relationship built on lies. I wanted to hurt you, so I arranged this date. Christy, why do you sell yourself as an escort? Are you hooked on drugs or are you a sex addict? You seemed so . . . normal. You seemed like the type of woman I would love to be with but now . . . I don't know."

When the server came around, I ordered two more rounds of drinks—I needed them.

"No, I've never taken drugs and this damn job has pretty much turned me against sex, until that last night with you," she said and sighed.

"I suppose I should start from the beginning. I wanted to go to college and become a pharmacist. Fortunately, I received a number of grants and scholarships. My parents helped me for the first two years by paying the difference. I rarely dated and went to school year around so I could get my degree in four years.

"By the start of my junior year my parents had used all their savings. The only other option was student loans. So I went to my counselors and they set me up with the loan officers. By the time I started my senior year I was twenty-four thousand dollars in debt and still had a year to go. That meant I would be over fifty-thousand dollars in debt when I graduated and I was scared."

"So you decided to become an escort?" I asked.

"That's when I talked to Sylvia and asked her how she was able to afford college. She told me her parents paid for most of it but she picked up extra money being an escort. It shocked me what Sylvia did. But when she told me what kind of money she made I couldn't believe it.

"She took me to meet Lucille, the boss, who explained everything to me. Once I decided to become an escort too, I filled out a form stating what I would do if asked.

"I didn't want to be an escort for young guys, and I wasn't looking for a boyfriend. One thing I wouldn't do was any of what I considered kinky stuff, and another was group sex. I dated men from their late forties up into their eighties, usually established businessmen who needed arm candy."

"So you had sex with a lot of them."

"I'm not going to lie to you; of course I had sex with most of them. But I very rarely got anything out of it. If I did have an orgasm, it never took long to come down from the high after opening my eyes to see some old man using me."

"Christy, how could you do it? Just have sex with any guy."

"First off, it was my job, and I tried my best to be a good companion. When it came to the sex, I pretended I was dreaming it. No, that's not quite right. It was as if I put myself in a parallel universe so it wasn't really me doing those things. I was there but yet I wasn't. It's so hard to explain but that was my way of dealing with the sex.

"I tried to go there with you our first time but when I opened my eyes I saw you smiling at me. I was actually saddened that we were through. That's when I said to hell with it and decided that if we had sex again I would truly give myself to you. I did it on our last night together. It was the best sex I have ever had. I knew it was because I cared for you.

"As for the money I have paid down my school loans to less than twenty thousand dollars. There is no way I could have worked a normal job and earned that much money."

"What's that for?" I asked when I saw a small smile cross her face.

"There were twelve different men who either wanted to marry me or keep me as their mistress. They offered to pay off my student loans and help me finish school. But I couldn't do that; it would have hurt my parents if I had. I don't want to be anyone's mistress or private lover.

"I wanted to prove I could make it on my own. Am I proud of being an escort? No, it's probably the saddest part of my life. But it put me through school and I am proud of accomplishing that. And in a few weeks I'll be graduating and returning home to Ohio to be with my family."

"Ohio! You're from Ohio?" I asked.

"Yes, didn't I mention that to you? I'm from Ohio but attend school here at Michigan State. Let me guess. You're not from Iowa, are you?"

"No, it was another of the lies between us. Damn, I'm so sorry. We built a whole relationship on lies. I lived in Newark my whole life other than when I was in the service. That's why I said it took me five hours to drive here. What part of Ohio are you from?"

"Pataskala," she replied before shaking her head and laughing.

We both realized it was only thirty miles from Newark, making us damn near neighbors.

She looked up and said, "Randy is here to pick me up. Our two hours must be over."

"Who's Randy?" I asked.

"He's like a bodyguard. Since you weren't a regular client he drove me here and will take me back to the office. They really do try to keep us safe."

She took out a small notepad and pen from her purse and wrote down her phone number. I was going to give her mine when she shook her head.

"Adam, I don't know where we go from here or if we even do. Our whole relationship was built on lies from both of us." She stood up and I could see tears forming in her eyes. "The ball is now in your court. I'm sorry that I can't change my past but I want you to know I care for you."

She quickly left before I could even get up. Randy saw she was crying and looked over at me. Christy shook her head no. I'm assuming he asked if I had hurt her. As I got up to pay for our drinks I noticed Christy left two hundred dollars on the table. I knew that was her part for our date. She hadn't even taken my money.

I had a lot to consider after our conversation. Thinking I was going to get even with her, instead I ended up hearing her story. Honestly I didn't know what I was going to do.

****

The next week I tried to put her out of my mind, but it just wasn't happening. I hated that she was an escort and lied to me, but I lied to her too. What kind of relationship could we have starting out the way we did?

It was obvious I would never hear from her again if I didn't contact her. After all, she gave me her phone number and said any future involvement would be my decision. She couldn't reach me even if she wanted to since she hadn't taken my phone number; it was now all up to me.

Later the following week I opened a piece of mail to find an invitation to the graduation ceremonies at Michigan State University. The signature was Sylvia Masters.

Why Sylvia had invited me to her graduation just didn't make any sense. Along with her name she added her phone number, so I decided to give her a call.

"Sylvia, this is Adam, Adam Parks. I just received an invitation to your graduation. What's going on? How did you get my address?"

"First it was easy to find your address. You told Christy you were from Newark, Ohio. I just checked online. Not exactly brain surgery.

"I didn't send the invitation for you to come and see me but to see Christy. She poured her heart out to you and you haven't called her. If she knew I sent the invitation she would be really pissed at me, but I hate seeing her the way she is now. She really does care for you and really hoped you would call her. She quit the escort service the day you left, saying she could no longer do it and will pay her student loans after graduation. It's next week by the way."

"I saw the date on the invitation," I said, unsure if I should add more.

"One last thing; you should be proud of her. She is graduating in the top five percent of her curriculum which is in the medical field. She has already accepted a position as an assistant pharmacist in her home town. If you really care for her then you'll be there for her. You might want to call her first since we have thousands of graduates and she can give you an approximate time and where to meet her afterward.

"If you choose not to come, please understand she won't hold anything against you. Just two people saying the wrong things at the wrong time."

"Sylvia, what is your degree in, and where are you from? I'm sorry I never asked. You're a true friend to Christy."

"I'm going to be a nurse. I've gone for five years and am glad to finally be done. I live here in Lansing, Michigan. Christy and I became good friends when she started school. Not only is she beautiful but she is one smart lady. If it wasn't for her, I might not have made it. Well Adam, whatever you decide, it was nice meeting you. I just thought you should know how Christy really felt."

After hanging up, I had even more to think about. All my life when dealing with situations involving women I went to my sister Ellen for advice. I wasn't sure she would be home, but I took a chance and went there.

"Hi Adam, what brings you here?"

"Sis, this is difficult for me. I'm in a situation that I'm not sure what to do. I just need your opinion.

"Okay, is she young, old, married, pregnant, or have kids?" asked Ellen.

"Please Ellen; I'm really serious this time. Let me tell you the story from the beginning. If you just want to joke about it, I'll leave."

"Damn Adam, you really care for a girl this time. So what seems to be the problem?"

I began with how I met Christy and ended with the invitation and phone call to Sylvia.

"So Adam, you've told me you two lied to each other. Both of you were in the wrong, sure, but what's the real problem here?"

"She worked for an escort service. I just don't know if I could stay with a woman who sold herself like that. She was an escort for a year."

"Well, she either really needed the money, is into drugs, or she's a sex addict."

"To help pay for her senior year in college and to help pay off some of her student loans. She's due to graduate next week. According to Sylvia, Christy is in the top five percent of her class. She wants to become a pharmacist."

"Are you serious, Adam? The girl was an escort to help pay off her college debts. Apparently she's smart if I'm to believe all this, but what about her personal life?"

"Believe me Ellen; it's all true to the best of my knowledge. I went to tell her off, but when she sat down she told me her life's story. She's from Pataskala, has two younger brothers and a sister. She's beautiful and of course smart."

"So what do you want from me? She sounds like a decent catch. Are you worried about her being an escort and being with other men?"

"Of course I am. That's the whole problem. She's so great but I don't know if I can accept her past. I just don't know."

"Adam, do you consider yourself a good catch? I mean, if a woman wanted you, would she be getting a decent guy, even considering all your faults?"

"Yeah, I'm hard working, good family background, never been arrested, hopefully own my own business someday and I think I'm a pretty good lover. What are you getting at?"

"While you were in the service did you have sex with other women? If I remember correctly you wanted to tell me how many women you had been with."

"Now, Ellen, that's different. I was single, overseas, and alone. I didn't love those women, it was sexual release. Most every guy does it."

"Adam, which sounds worse? A girl needs to pay her way through college so she sells herself to get the money for that education. On the other hand we have a horny soldier who pays women for sex. Get my point? She did it to help herself through school. You did it to get off and paid for it."

"I know what you're saying but I'm just not sure," I replied.

"Okay, I'm going to tell you a story but if I ever hear it mentioned again, I swear I'll kill you. When I was in college I was an escort for two weeks."

"What! You? But dad gave you the money for school."

"Shut up and listen. I wanted to be a little wild and rebellious so I became an escort for a couple weeks. It was the worst and hardest thing I ever did. I'm not going into any details with you but your friend Christy must be a saint to put up with it for a year.

"How she could be an escort and keep up her grades is more than I could ever do. That's all the advice I can give you. I can tell you're crazy about her but how does she feel about you?"

"She says she really cares for me and I do believe her. What I would like to know is if you would come with me to her graduation next week to meet her and tell me what you think."

"I don't know, Adam. What if I don't believe her or dislike her? What then?"

"I'll have an honest opinion of someone I trust. Look Sis, I care for her but don't want to make a mistake. Please, it's only one day and I know Bill wouldn't mind watching the kids so you can spend a day with your brother." I was smiling hoping she would say yes.

"Okay, I'll mention it to Bill tonight but I'm going to tell you my honest opinion. No bullshit, no matter how much it may hurt your feelings. And if she's as smart as you say, she‘ll know exactly why I'm there."

That evening I called Christy.

"Hello," she answered.

"Christy, this is Adam."

"I didn't think you would call. It's so good to hear your voice, Adam. I missed you."

"Well, I'm coming up to see you next week."

"Oh, it's not a good time. I'm graduating then."

"I know. I'm coming up to see you get your diploma. My sister's coming with me."

"I can't get you an invitation in time. I gave mine to my family."

"That's okay, Sylvia sent me two. How will I be able to find you though?"

"Sylvia? How did she know your address? I don't even have it."

"You told her I lived in Newark, Ohio and there's only one Adam Parks in the phone book. Please don't get mad at her for inviting me. I really do want to see you again."

We talked for a good half hour. By the time we hung up I knew approximately what time her class would be receiving their diplomas and that she would be wearing a white robe. The top five percent of each curriculum were wearing white. All other graduates would be wearing green. We also made plans where to meet. Then it was just a matter of waiting for graduation day to get there.

****

Ellen and I got there a good hour early and parked in the gigantic lot where buses picked us up and took us to the stadium doors. It was like being in a crowd of people for a football game but today it was to see the graduating class.

We stopped and got a couple of bottles of water to drink while we waited. I don't know how many times Ellen told me she couldn't believe I convinced her to come. It took us a while to find our seats, but thankfully they had numerous volunteers for just that thing. When they got to the medical curriculum I became a little excited. I brought my binoculars but everyone pretty much looked the same. They started off with the top five percent. When I saw Christy cross the stage I had tears in my eyes. Since her full name was Christy Evelyn Roberts, we were Adam and Eve after all.

"From what I can see she's a beautiful girl," Ellen said after I gave her the binoculars so she could look too.

We waited till Sylvia crossed the stage too then headed to the visitor's center where we met Christy and her family. The minute she saw me she ran into my arms and hugged me. I believe even her family was surprised at her reaction toward me. Sylvia joined us just as we went through the introductions.

While we were talking, Mr. Roberts invited us to join them for a celebratory dinner. Later they were going to Sylvia's graduation party and then to the motel for a well needed rest. We were heading home first thing in the morning. After dinner Mrs. Roberts invited us to the party they were throwing for Christy the following weekend.

Ellen begged off but I told them I would be there. When we got to our room we talked for a few minutes. Ellen said she liked Christy and her family but was really tired so we could talk more on the way home. Ten minutes later she was fast asleep.

We got an early start home and talked about Christy on the way.

"I think Christy is one of the nicest women you ever introduced me to. She's a bit shy for being an escort."

"Why do you say that, Ellen?"

"I believe her being an escort was just what she said it was—a job when she needed the money. Something tells me you're her first love. Adam, never bring up her escort job and treat her with respect. You have the makings of a long term commitment here, if you ask me."

The rest of the way home we talked about family and work, but Christy was always on my mind.

****

I was excited and riding on air all week. Even mom and dad noticed it. I tried calling Christy at least once a day just to leave her a message. I was surprised that on Thursday she actually answered, since I knew she was moving out of her dorm. We talked for a few minutes and I told her I would see her Saturday.

Ellen called me and asked me to stop by and pick up a gift she bought for Christy. When I stopped over she handed me a wrapped gift.

"What did you get her, Adam?" asked Ellen.

"Was I supposed to buy her a present? Oh shit! I screwed up already. I never thought about buying her a graduation gift."

Ellen handed me another gift. "Give me a hundred dollars and you can give her this present. I knew you'd forget so I picked up something for you."

"What is it?" I asked.

"Give me the money first and I'll tell you." Ellen was laughing as I gave her the money. "I got her a gold bracelet and you got her a matching eighteen karat gold necklace with a heart attached. Dainty but very pretty."

"Thanks Ellen, I owe you one."

"You owe me a lot more than one, but who's counting," Ellen said and winked.

On the day of the party, I had to park almost a block away, so I took my gifts and headed to the house. There were so many people walking around. I kept looking for someone I might recognize, hoping to see one of her family. I was on the sidewalk looking a bit lost when Marie, Christy's sister came up to me.

"Boy, I'm sure glad to see you. I was hoping I was at the right house."

"Christy sent me out to wait for you. I guess she was afraid you might leave or something."

Marie was only sixteen and was a beautiful girl. She was the youngest of the siblings. Once inside she started introducing me as Adam, Christy's boyfriend from Newark, Ohio. We finally saw Christy in the back yard. When I saw her smiling and hugging some young guy, I felt just a tinge of jealousy.

Marie looked at me and grinned. "Don't worry, that's our cousin Keith. Our family is pretty close."

It was obvious she read my expression. When Christy saw me she came over and gave me a full blown hug. God, I could hold her forever. Marie smiled and walked away. I hardly left Christy's side for the next hour. Eventually I was a little more at ease and talked to other people.

There were relatives, neighbors, and even a few classmates at the party. I even recognized a couple girls from the cruise. Sylvia said she was glad I made the right decision to go see Christy. No one knew that Sylvia or Christy worked as escorts. Even their other friends thought they just worked for the casino. The name of the business was ‘Fantasy, Friends, and Casino'.

While talking to Sylvia, she let it slip that Christy admitted I was her first real relationship, which was why she was so scared to tell me the truth about her job when we met. The more I heard people talk about her, the more obvious it was how special she was.

At one point she asked me to take a walk with her. We told her parents we would be back in a few minutes, and then took off down the sidewalk. Part way down the street she pulled me between two garages and kissed me. And not just a peck on the cheek either. The kiss was full of passion.

"Adam, I just needed to kiss you so badly. I want you to know that I really do care for you and hope you feel the same about me. I just ask that we take our time and build our relationship. I start work on Monday and then I won't be able to see you as often as I would like."

"Christy, I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here for you. We can call each other and use the computer. I'll try to get away and see you on the weekends."

"Thank you for understanding. Now we should get back before my mom sends all my cousins out to find us," she said and gave a little shudder.

Laughing, we headed back to the house and Christy opened her gifts. Most people gave her cards with money in them, which would help her a great deal in paying off her debts. She and her dad were going car hunting sometime during the week. Her old car was falling apart and she needed something safer to go back and forth to work in.

When she opened the present from Ellen and me, she gasped. "They are so beautiful. Adam, you didn't have to do that. Please tell Ellen thank you."

She gave me a hug and even a light kiss. Some of the guests looked surprised until Marie told them I was Christy's boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile.

When I was leaving, Christy walked me to my car. "I guess Ellen likes me since she bought me a gift."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Come on Adam, you bring your sister to my graduation. Don't get me wrong, I'm really glad you did, but I knew it was so she could check me out."

"Ellen told me you would know. I cared for you but I made so many mistakes in my life. I figured you would forgive me for bringing her if you cared for me. My sister is a great judge of people and she really likes you. Just trying to be honest with you."

"I promise to always be honest with you too. No more lies," said Christy.

Then we kissed like two teenagers in heat. I wanted her so badly but we would just have to wait. After our kiss I watched her walk back to her house. I missed her already and she wasn't even out of sight.

In the following weeks we talked to each other most every evening, discussing our day. The first couple of weekends I went to see her and we had a great time. The following week I asked her if she would like to come to my house and meet my parents. They would be having a cookout and Ellen and her family would be there. It really made me feel good when she agreed to go.

I picked her up first thing that morning so we could spend the whole day together. I introduced her to mom and dad who asked her all kinds of questions. But I could tell they liked her. They knew how I felt since I didn't bring many women for them to meet.

We had about three hours before Ellen and her family would be over. Mom asked Dad to take her to the store to get a few last minute supplies. I'm sure she could tell I wanted to be alone with Christy for a while.

As soon as my parents left I took her to see my apartment above the garage. When we got there I pulled her close and kissed her.

"Christy, can I make love to you? I can wait if you say no."

"I want you too."

We took turns undressing each other, our hands shaking as we revealed more skin.

When we were both naked, I laid her on the bed and kissed her belly. God was she ever hot as I kissed below her belly button and just above her lightly trimmed muff. I buried my face in her hot and wet pussy, sucking and licking her swollen lips. My tongue drove in and out of her at a frantic pace.

Between her moans I heard her say, "Adam, I need for you to know I truly love you and am giving myself completely to you."

I replaced my tongue with two fingers. She took my kisses without hesitation.

I rubbed my cock against her wet pussy lips, up and down, until I couldn't wait any longer. She was moaning and groaning asking me to make love to her.

When I finally slid into her, I groaned at how good she felt. It reminded me of the last night of the cruise. Pressing in as deep as I could, I then drew back, setting a pace as we began to go faster. Each time I drove in, she raised her hips to meet my thrust.

"Fuck me Adam, please never stop," she screamed, digging her nails into my skin.

Her muscles clenched my cock tight as the first load of cum burst into her. I held my cock deep as we climaxed together. Several minutes later, she lowered her hips with my cock still in her. I could still feel her pulsating as I slipped out and rolled off her.

"I love you Christy. I really do, no lie, no bullshit. I want to be with you the rest of my life."

"I love you too, Adam, I just need time to pay off my student loans but we can always be together. You are my boyfriend and I don't want anyone else, ever. God, I'm so lucky to have you."

We went in to clean up and made it downstairs just before my parents returned. Christy looked a bit flush but as pretty as ever. We set the table and chairs up in the yard while dad got the grill going. Ellen and her family showed up and I introduced them all. Ellen and Christy hugged each other like old friends. I watched Ellen smile as she looked at Christy and then me.

Ellen hugged me and whispered in my ear. "You two just had sex didn't you? You have that I just got some look and Ellen looks really satisfied. Good job little brother."

I think Christy picked up on the whisper because she looked a bit embarrassed. But the kids took the heat off when they asked us to play some yard games with them.

During dinner dad told me he got a charge on his business card for four hundred dollars and was wondering if I made the purchase. Christ, I totally forgot about that bill from when I paid to have Christy as an escort.

"It's from Fantasy, Friends, and Casino. It's from that weekend you went up to Michigan. Care to shed some light on it?"

Christy spoke up. "I'm afraid it was my fault."

"Your fault? I don't understand," said dad.

"Adam came to see me and said he didn't realize he didn't have any money. He was going to go to an ATM because the bank wasn't open that late. I mentioned to him I worked for the company and they would give him a cash advance at no charge. They figured the customers would spend the money in the casino or in their other businesses."

"So why didn't he use his own card?"

"We try to get more businesses in the casino. They give extra perks for using business cards you can't get on a personal card. In fact, we ended up having a free dinner."

"I'm sorry, Dad. I totally forgot about it." I reached in my wallet and gave dad back the two hundred dollars I received from Christy. I had folded the two bills and put them in my wallet. I kept it to remind me of Christy. "I'll give you the other two hundred when you pay me Friday." I chuckled when I said that since it really sounded kind of funny.

We continued dating for the next six months. Whenever we were alone we made love. When I asked her if she wanted to marry me she had tears in her eyes and said she did but she didn't want to start a marriage with debt over her head

As she explained it, she lived at home and didn't pay rent or expenses. She was doing her best to pay off her student loans, car payment, and any other bills she accumulated. I paid my parents rent for the apartment above the garage and just had basic expenses, so I was sure we could make it, but Christy was scared to enter into marriage with her debt.

She had told me how her parents had struggled most of their life to make ends meet. How they had wished that they could have helped her more with her schooling but they had four kids and just couldn't afford it. I figured the debt worked on her and she needed to pay it off before getting married.

And there was the issue of where we would live. I worked for the family business and she was working at the local pharmacy. Since we lived about forty miles away from each other now, that meant a lot of driving every day for one of us. Finding common ground could be a problem but I knew we could work it out eventually.

One nice thing was since Christy had family in and also worked in Pataskala that we were getting quite a bit of business from that area. Christy sent business our way which gave me a chance to see her every time I worked in the area.

One day my dad told me my old friend Oz had called and said he could loan me the money I asked for.

"Adam, I know it's not really my business to pry into your personal affairs and if you ask me to butt out I will. Why would you ask your friend Oz for a loan and not me? Are you in some sort of trouble?"

"No Dad, I thought if I borrowed twenty thousand dollars from Oz then I could pay off Christy's student loans and we could get married. I just couldn't ask you for the loan. It's a lot of money and I know I would pay Oz back sooner than I would you. It's all for naught anyway. When I mentioned it to Christy she told me it would just be our debt that way instead of hers."

"She's a smart and wonderful woman, Adam. And she's right about the debt—best to pay it off first. Marriage is hard enough without starting in the hole with money problems. Don't worry son, everything will work out in the end."

Another two months went by and my parents were having an anniversary party. They had me invite Christy and her parents who they had gotten to know over the past few months. Both couples were family oriented and they got along well.

We were sitting in the living room discussing marriage, relationships and telling stories on how we met. I learned a lot about my parents as well as Christy's. I knew how Ellen and Bill met but it was fun to hear the others tell their stories.

Christy was telling them how we met on the cruise and spent a lot of time together. Of course she didn't mention the nude beach or the sex. I looked over at Ellen because she knew about that too.

Out of the blue dad asked me if I was in love with Christy. I was a bit surprised because I told him I did numerous times.

"Dad, you know I do," I replied.

"Christy, do you love Adam?" he asked.

Without hesitation she said, "Yes I do, with all my heart."

Then dad said, "If you didn't have your student loan debt would you marry him if he asked you?" I had no idea what dad was doing.

"Yes, in a heartbeat. I just believe a marriage has a better chance if you don't start off so far in the red."

Dad pulled out his checkbook. He began writing a check for twenty thousand dollars. "Mr. Parks, I can't accept that from you," replied Christy.

"Christy, I love you like a daughter but this check isn't for you. It's for Adam."

"Dad, I don't understand," I replied.

"Son, I helped Ellen a lot more than I ever helped you. I paid her way through college, bought her a new car for graduation, and paid for her wedding. I was happy to do all those things for her."

I could see Ellen had tears in her eyes as dad continued. "I never did much for you because you went into the service and they paid for your schooling. I'm giving you this check to do with as you please. You can go buy a new car or help your girlfriend pay off her student loans."

I had tears in my eyes and so did Christy and Ellen. Everyone knew I would give the check to Christy.

"Oh, there's more Adam. Your mother and I have been talking and we're thinking of opening a branch office in Pataskala in the next few months. You would be the perfect person to manage it. But you would have to move there to be closer to work."

"Dad, Mom, I don't know how to thank you. Christy, if I had a ring right now I would ask you to marry me."

Christy started crying and gave me a big hug. Dad slipped out of the room but came back and handed me a ring box.

"This belonged to your grandmother. Before she passed away she told me to give it to you when you found the right woman to marry."

I open the little box and pulled out an engagement ring with three beautiful diamonds in it. Kneeling in front of Christy, I laid the check in her lap.

"Since your student loan will be paid off and I will be moving to your area, would you marry me?"

"Yes, a thousand times yes."

I had to wait six months to make Christy officially mine. I didn't mind though—not when she was the perfect woman for me. And you never know where you'll meet that one either. For me it all began on a nudist beach.

A special thank you to Mistress Lynn for taking the time to make this story a much better read.

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