Janet & Divi meet and childhood friend visits – Part 9

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Eddie gave me the nickname, “Jack-O”, when we were twelve. Eddie had caught me masturbating to a polaroid photo that I had secretly taken of Janet in her underwear. I risked life and limb to take that photo. When Eddie saw it, he went nuts and grabbed it from me. We sat there on my bed jerking ourselves off as we passed the photo back and forth. Even our dicks were basically the same size. I was pissed off at him because he kept the photo. His justification was that I could always take another one. Anyway, because my name was Jack, my nickname became “Jack-O” which was short for ‘Jack-Off’. From that moment on, I became Jack-O to Eddie. He was the only person that called me that.

I checked my refrigerator to see how my beer stock was doing. Jacob and I had put a major dent in it. I pulled a tee shirt and sandals on and drove down to the corner store to get more. A lot more. Eddie had been a big drinker back in high school. He was totally wasted at my wedding. He passed out before he could give the best-man’s toast. He even got drunk at Anna’s wake, but fuck, so did I. It was the only thing that lessened the pain. I assumed he was still a big drinker.

When Eddie arrived in a cloud of dust, I was just pulling the mail out of the box. I waited as he got out waving at the dust in the air. “Jesus,” he said, “Is it always like this?” He faked a coughing fit and we man-hugged. I noted that he had put on about twenty-five pounds since I’d seen him last at Anna’s funeral. He looked trim then in his Air Force uniform and I remembered that all the women seemed to like the looks of him. He was a good-looking guy.

Eddie had always been on the prowl in high school. He didn’t have much more luck than me. Like me, he was sure that his cock scared the girls off. He hadn’t changed in that regard as we barely made it inside and popped our first beer before he was raving about stopping at the diner for lunch down-town and how smoking hot his waitress was. He didn’t get her name even though the two waitresses working there had their names stitched on their apron. I didn’t need any more information. The only other waitress was the owner’s wife and she was over sixty years old and wearing the extra weight around the middle that often comes along with the years.

I smiled at Eddie and said, “That’s Donna. She is pretty hot. I have a date with her tonight.”

Eddie nearly spit a mouthful of beer in my face as his eyes went wide. “Damn Jack-O. Does she have a sister?”

I laughed and said, “I see you haven’t changed at all when it comes to the fairer sex. In fact, Donna does have a sister and she’s just as hot as Donna, if you like blondes.” I was pretty sure that all it would take was a phone call to set up a double-date for tonight but I wanted to screw with Eddie for a while.

Eddie just sat there with his beer inches from his lips staring at me waiting for me to suggest a double-date. I didn’t bite and changed the subject. “How’s your Mom?” I knew Eddie’s ‘stay-at-home’ mom well as I had seen her everyday during summers and nearly as often during the school year. I’d met his dad but he worked a couple jobs to make ends meet and he was almost never there when I was.

Eddie ignored my question and said, “Jesus dude. Help me out here. Do you think you could set me up with her sister tonight?”

I was enjoying myself as I faked a few hems and haws and said, “I don’t know Eddie. Donna and I haven’t been dating for long and I’ve only met her sister once.” So, I lied about the once. I was pretty sure Sylvia would jump at the invitation to go out with someone who wasn’t a local. Donna hadn’t said so or even insinuated, but I figured that it was possible that Sylvia had already fucked her way through the population of local guys. I’d strung Eddie along long enough and I relented and told him I’d call Donna and ask. He stayed on me until I called.

I texted Donna and asked her to call me when she had a minute. She called me right back. I told her about Eddie and that we had been friends since first grade. Eddie was trying to hear both ends of the conversation but I kept moving around the living room and kitchen. I asked the question and Donna’s immediate answer was absolutely, Sylvia would love to go out on a date. I teased Eddie some more by responding, “You don’t think so?” She was confused by my response and then she got what I was doing.

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