Life in My Little Hometown

In my last chapter I left you with Kim having moved in with John and I. DeRonda, Gina had met Kim, and they both instantly liked her. The four of us had so much fun during the rest of the summer. Gina had to return to Italy near the end of August. However, she was coming back as she wanted to see John play this game called football.

Gina had brought John a car rather as a going back home present. I was not very happy about it however; I kept it to myself. The corvette she had brought him was in my name and most of the time I did do the driving when John and I went out. Mainly because he just drove too crazy in it.

I rather grew jealous of Gina as summer went on, as she seemed like she was taking up a lot of John’s time. Everyone around me told me it was just because she would be returning home soon. The only person I said anything to was DeRonda. One day we were at her house alone and had just finished having hot sex together and as we lie in bed together, I told her my fear.

“DeRonda, is it just me or does it seem as if Gina has fallen for John again?” I asked her as I lie in her arms.

“I have seen it too my dear,” DeRonda replied with a sigh. “It may have been my fault in the first place as I OK’d that damn car she brought him,” “I made her put it in your name to protect John,” DeRonda added.

“What do you mean to protect John?” I asked not knowing just what she meant.

DeRonda told me that John had to be careful taking gifts from anyone even family as the college did not like their players getting gifts that expensive. She told me that was why it was in my name and because she has always worried because John drives recklessly sometimes.

DeRonda told me she had a rather long talk with Gina over the fact that she seemed to have been showing him a lot more affection as of late. Gina told her that it was nothing other than she was missing her own man back home. DeRonda told me that she told Gina that all it has better be. DeRonda even told me that she had noticed that I had been starting to show my jealousy as well. DeRonda warned me not to let it over take my love of John or it may cause problems. DeRonda was right about that because my jealousy would get myself in big trouble later.

The living arrangement was working out very nicely. Kim was living with us and she had not caused nor started any trouble. John and Kim got along I think better than when they were dating as now they had to talk to each other. John even talked his dad into hiring Kim at the car lot, which was cool because she worked with me. However, I still kept my eyes on them thru-out the rest of the summertime.

John was practicing two times a day and working out over at his aunt’s house everyday. When he was not lifting weights there, I believe he was lifting Gina from his face. He was in the best shape of his life and from some of the practices us girls had went to the other teams were in for some surprises this year. Even my dad was thrilled to see the added weight and muscle that John had developed. Speaking of dad he was about to come back into my life not only as my friend but also as one of my lovers.

Being late August the whole town was a buzz with football. There were signs, poster and pictures of John hanging all over town. Anytime John and I went out people wanting to shake his hand or wish him good luck. That was when I started to notice that most people no longer even knew I was beside him. Hell, we had people pull our hands apart just to shake his hand.

One weekend Kim, John and I went to the mall, the worst mistake we ever made. Some one spotted John at the mall and people just kept coming over, the next thing we knew Kim and I were no longer at his side and we could not even see John no more from the mob of people that were surrounding him. The police had to come and put a stop to the near riot because of all the people running up to him.

John was getting real tired of the attention he was getting because as we finally got the hell out of the mall he said, “Sometimes I wish people would just leave us alone,” “I love football but I hate this.”

There I was with the man of my dreams, the man I had always wanted to be with forever. The man I wanted to be beside when he placed this town onto the map. The man I wanted to be with so people would stop and say hey look there is Janet; she is John’s girlfriend what a lucky girl she is.

However as football time approached I was being left out, people would push me aside to get to John now. To tell everyone reading this the truth, I was sick of the attention he got or maybe just the lack of attention I was getting. I think I may have been jealous of my own boyfriend.

I know what you are thinking; I got what I wanted or I had made him what his was to this town. After all, I had the man of my dreams, the man I loved. I wanted to walk with my arms in the arms of a star. I just did not know I had walked into a nightmare of my own.

Everyone in my hometown treated me different. Sure, they all respected John but me they no longer acknowledged me. Girls hated me because I was with John. Instead of attention from them all I got was snubbed, not all of them but most treated me with deliberate coldness or even contempt. I was even a fucking bitch to some of them and I did not even know them.

The men my age in my town treated me as if I had the plague or had some type of sickness. Most would no longer even look at me or talk to me. When I walked down the streets of our town, they would cross to the other sidewalk just to avoid me. I found out from Kim it was because they were all afraid of John. She told me that they did not want to risk making him mad.

Our happy little town of ours wanted to and they did give John everything. I know it was wrong but I even removed his photo from my desk in my office because I got tired of people whose papers I was doing would see the photo and say oh you know John, yes I know him he is my fucking boyfriend.

Now the older people in our town as well as the young kids all thought I was just about the coolest person they knew. The old men always wanted to give me a hug for good luck. I know they just wanted to feel my big tits against them and grab at my butt; at least they were making a scene over me. Hell I felt so many hard cocks on old men against me I thought the water had Viagra in it. The young kids in town adored John and they would make a fuss over us both. The young girls would tell me how lovely I was while the young boys would tell John that some day they were going to break all his records.

John would always tell them, “Just make sure you have a girl like Janet here when you do,” I always thought that was so cute and sweet when he would tell them that.

With my mistrust, I had locked away in myself toward Gina, Kim and just about any girl that looked at John. In addition, the fact that as football season approached we no longer had a private life. I felt horrible, left out and generally sick of it all. In my heart, I loved John more than anything but god I hated him and myself for what I had done to make this town know just who he was. I wanted a football star as my boyfriend but now was I losing him to the game and to the town I thought each day. I needed some to talk to who would understand what I was going through. I knew the perfect person that being daddy.

I went to see my dad one day and he noticed that I was a little down and deeply depressed. Dad was sitting on the sofa when I walked in. I had not seen him for about eight months, as I had just been busy with John and everything else. However, I needed my daddy now. I sat down beside him as I hung my head down. Dad asked me if something was wrong. I told him what was troubling me.

“Dad, it’s not like I thought it was going to be,” I said with a troubled look in my eyes.

“What are you and John having troubles, Janet?” He asked.

“No, I really do not know how to say this but I hate all the attention he gets,” “I mean he deserves it and all,” “I am also responsible for the attention he gets.” “But no one is paying any attention to me not even John when a crowd mobs him,” I said as I started to cry.

Dad scooted over to me as he wrapped his arms around me. That warm secure feeling came rushing over me. That same feeling I get when John puts his arms around me. Dad held me tightly as he rubbed at my back then he brushed my long blonde hair from my face as he wiped at my tears.

“Janet, that is the price you pay sometimes,” “People in this town know that boy is going to put this town on the map,” Dad said to me as he brushed my hair with his hand. “They need him just as much as you need him,” dad said before he paused. “However John needs you more than he needs anything right now,” my dad added, as he looked into my eyes.

“John needs me daddy, but why?” I asked as I sobbed.

“Because you are going to be the one that has to catch him if he falls from that pedestal this town has placed him on,” Dad replied with a smile on his face. “Be glad that they are ignoring you for now and have not yet placed you up there with him,” “For if they do then there would be no one to catch either of you,” Dad added as he wiped at my tears once more.

“I think I understand daddy but do people have to be so cruel to me,” I replied.

“Janet, you alone have to judge the people around you,” “Are they being cruel to you or are you just being selfish to yourself,” Dad said back to me.

I realized as my dad held me tightly in his arms I was being selfish.