Summer Rain Pt. 01

A Lost Summer Virginity part 1

This is my first story. I have many to tell, but I'm not a writer per say. I hope y'all enjoy my attempts. I would appreciate positive criticism, but keep in mind, I hated English and Literature growing up. It was usually my worse grade in High School. I've always loved to read, but never liked to write. (Dangling participles, grammar, phrasing, etc...) not my thing. But I love reading all of your stories, so I thought, I do have a few stories I can tell from my past and from my fantasies...so... why not. Here we go!! Most of this story is based on what happened the summer I graduated. There may be some exaggeration, but I'm trying to write it like I remember.

We start this story in my small town in Texas, taking me back to the lazy, humid, summer day around the beginning of July, I think, 1980. It's overcast with rain clouds, causing the humidity to rise ridiculously high, making the sweat on my young 18-year-old body bead up on my skin like dew drops in the morning. (I've never been one to sweat, but it was a ridiculous, hot day)

The past few days have hit the century mark on the temperature gauge, so the clouds moving in overhead, are a welcoming site, bringing the temperature down, but still, very sticky outside. I'm wearing a tee shirt and my 501 jeans to work today, but have a pair of shorts in my backpack, in case it gets hotter later.

My car is still on the fritz, waiting on a part from the car-parts place, so, I'm on my motorcycle today. Not the day I want to be on it, but I have to get to work, so it doesn't matter. Maybe I can beat the rain, it's only a 6 or so mile trip into town, at least, I hope I can beat it, but it's not like I haven't ridden my bike in the rain, before. I pull out of the drive way and head down the street, great, rain drops!!

(I'm changing the format from my perspective, to how you might put yourself into the story, it's easier for me to tell and it might have been your story too, and if not, hey, you can fantasize, by putting yourself in the story in either role. Enjoy)

You've just turned 18 a few days earlier. It was a nice birthday celebration with your family and friends, turning old enough, at that time in Texas, to partake in alcohol consumption. It was a fun time, including the alone time spent with your soon to be college friend Cindy, but that's a different story. There is some regret from the over-indulgence from that evening.

It's been a few days, the hang-over is finally out of your system, so, you are feeling pretty much back to your normal self, having spent the past few days at the grocery store a little dazed, confused, and tormented by your grocery manager for being a little out of it, but still working diligently enough to keep your work ethic intact.

He has asked you to finish up your day, today, by dropping off a delivery on your way home. You readily agree, glad for the day to be almost over, ask for the order, so you can pull the items on the list, bag it, and head out. You've made more deliveries over the past few years, to the community, working at the grocery store, than you can remember.

You look at the name on the order, Ms. Hayden, you recognize it, it's the lady who teaches the 2nd grade class at the school over in the neighboring school district's grade school. Ms. Hayden is a local, having grown up here, graduated from the same high school as you, finished college and moved back to teach here locally. She might have had some cousins the same age as you, you think, but she is at least or probably a decade older than you, maybe older.

You've delivered groceries to her house before, and she always tipped pretty good, always smiling at you when she did. You have a quick thought about wishing she was your 2nd grade teacher, as she's not bad on the eyes either, a pretty red head with a very nice body to daydream about. You're not sure about her age, but who cares, she's pretty enough.

As you pack the groceries onto your bike, before heading out, you haven't forgotten that it's been raining, on and off, for most of the day. It's just before sunset, the temperature has drastically fallen because of the cloud coverage and rain, so you find an oversize plastic garbage bag, cut a hole in the bottom