Reunion Ch. 2

Chapter 2

The next couple of months went by faster than I had hoped. Katherine moved in with me, and put her condo up for sale. Her ex was a real scumbag, and spent a good part of her money before filing for divorce from her. Then he got awarded alimony because she worked more than him, and made more money. Luckily for her, it was set for five years max, or until he got remarried.

Katherine flew out to Montreal a month after moving in. We talked on the phone a lot, Skyped, and texted for the next month. She would send me nudes, and selfies of herself. I kept telling her not to, because of all the leaks, but she just kept doing it. She said that she didn’t want me to forget what she looked like.

A month after that, I was on a plane flying East. I landed in Portland four and a half hours later. It was chillier than L.A., but comfortable at 90 degrees. I got a text from Katherine as soon as I landed. She setup a surprise for me at the car rental desk.

I checked the car rental desk, and they had a Ferrari waiting for me, shipped up from Boston. I got on my phone, and texted her back.

“Brat!”

I got in the car, and made my way downtown. I wanted to see the Old Port. It used to be all bars before I had left, but from what I’ve read, it’s turned into an area of fine dining. Some of the streets are still made of cobblestone.

After a quick pass through the Old Port, I made my way out to Windham. My hometown. There were a lot of eyes on me because of the car. There aren’t too many Ferraris up in Maine due to the harsh winters.

I rented a house right on Sebago Lake for the week. It was a really nice house, and came with a boat for me to use with it. I took inventory of what I thought that I would need for the week, and made my way to the grocery store. Luckily, they sell liquor at the grocery store, and it was definitely a must have item for my upcoming week. Afterwards, I just hung out. Relaxing from my long flight, and chilling at the house.

The next day, after breakfast, I took the boat out for a cruise on the lake. I had forgotten how big the lake was, and how peaceful it was that early in the morning. There were only a few other boater out.

I headed out towards the sandbar, which was one of the locations mapped out for the reunion. When I got there, I found another boat anchored, and a couple of late teen, early twenties girls onboard. They seemed to be arguing about something. The boat had definitely seen better days. It looked like it hadn’t been maintained in years.

“Do I look like a fucking mechanic?!” One of them yelled. “I don’t know what’s wrong with this thing! It has a full tank of gas!”

“Well, get on your phone, and call your dad!” The other girl yelled. “He’s the one that said that this thing is ok to use!”

“Yeah right! Like his drunk ass is going to be up this early.” The first girl groaned. “We’ll be lucky if he’s up before noon, and then he’ll just hit the beers right when he wakes up.”

“Well, what about your mom?” The other one asked. “Could she come help us out?”

“Doubtful. She won’t want to pack up my brothers, and sister. Besides, she doesn’t know anything about engines.” The first girl said. “We just have to figure out what happened to this thing.”

That was when I pulled up beside them.

“Good morning. Everything ok?” I asked, getting the two bikini clad girls attention, and they were both smoking hot. I just hoped that I wasn’t ogling girls that were still in high school.

“It just died.” The first girl told me. She was blonde, wearing a white bikini. “It was fine all the way across the lake, then when we slowed down, it chugged a few times, and died.”

She looked really upset.

“Well, let’s see if we can’t get you two lovely ladies up, and running.” I told her.

I hung the bumpers off the side of my boat, and tied off onto theirs. Then hopped over onto their boat. They already had the engine compartment open. I kneeled down, and had a look. I checked the carburetor first, based on what she had told me. It was dirty as hell, but seemed open enough to allow air in.

“Can you try to start it?” I asked. She went over to the driver’s seat, and cranked it, while I held open the carburetor. I saw that there was no fuel coming out of the injectors. “Ok, that’s enough.”

I followed the fuel line until I found the filter. It was clear, and I could see that it was clogged with gunk.

“Well, it looks like your fuel filter is gummed up.” I told her as I stood back up. “I have a pocket tool back at the house, but nothing on me. Do you have a Phillips head screwdriver?”

“No, my dad doesn’t have any tools. He wouldn’t know what to do with them even if he did.” She groaned. “He has one of his buddies work on it.”

“Well, I could tow you back to your dock.” I offered. “Then he can have his friend come take a look at it.”

“And, then I’ll get blamed for it. Great.” She said, looking like she was about to cry. I felt for her.

“Or, I could tow you back to my place.” I said, not wanting her to cry. “We could go to the auto parts store, and get a new filter. It only cost a couple of bucks, and a few minutes to swap it out.”

“Really? That would be awesome.” She said, smiling. “Thank you, so much.”

“Well, I’m going to hop off here.” Her friend said. “I didn’t expect to be stuck here this long. Mike said that he’s coming to get me.”

They said their goodbyes, and she hopped off the boat, and up onto the sandbar. Then walked down the sandbar, to the State Park. I hopped back onto my boat, the other girl followed me. I took a line, and tied the front of her boat to the back of mine. Then untied our boats, and pulled the bumpers. We took off across the lake going very slow.

“By the way, my name’s Cindy.” She said, sitting in the passenger seat.

“Luke.” I told her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Are you on vacation from school?”

“Yeah. I just finished my first year at USM.” She said.

“Oh? Good for you. I heard that it’s a pretty good school.” I told her.

“Thanks. What about you?” She asked. “I haven’t ever seen you around on the lake before.”

“I grew up here. Then joined the Army, and moved out to California.” I told her. “I just came back here for a vacation.”

“You’re not still in the Army, are you? Your hair doesn’t look like a military haircut.” She said, pulling gently on my ponytail, and giggling.

I chuckled with her. “No, I got out years ago. What are you studying in school?”

“I’m in the Drama Department.” She said. “I want to become an actress.”

I looked over at her, looking her over through my sunglasses. She had a nice tan, long wavy blonde hair, she stood about 5’6″, and had a nice figure with C cup tits.

“It’s a tough business to break into.” I told her. “I live in L.A., and have seen many hearts get broken trying to get in.”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m minoring in business management.” She said. “To have something to fall back on.”

“Smart girl.” I said, smiling at her. She smiled back, and I thought that I saw her blush slightly.

We reached the dock, and tied both boats off to it. Then went up to the house.

“You’re staying here?” She asked in awe, looking around. “I’ve always loved this house. I’ve never been inside, but I’ve seen it from out on the lake, passing by.”

“For the week.” I told her. “Do you want to hang out here, while I head out to the auto parts store, or do you want to come with me?”

“Oh, I don’t want to be here, if you’re not here.” She said. “I’ll come with you, if you don’t mind.”

“Fine with me.” I said, grabbing my keys. “You’ll have to wait out in the car while I go in. No shirt, no shoes, no service.”

She smiled, and giggled. Then followed me out the front door, locking it behind us. She almost choked when she saw the car.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She gasped looking at the car. “This is your car?”

“No, it’s a rental as well.” I chuckled, holding the passenger door open for her. She hopped in, and I closed it behind her. Her head was on a swivel looking around the car when I hopped in, and started it up.

“Still, this is a fucking nice car.” She said still looking around it.

I just chuckled, and put the car in gear.