Ronnie 1 (Amusement Park)

Chapter One

If you asked any other guys, they’d tell you she was cute, but nothing special. They’d probably say she was too small, too skinny or too many freckles. Those other guys might point to the plethora of other women around the water park. The MILFs, the huge tits and the surrounding cleavage that was on display for the world to see. Those other guys wouldn’t give her a second glance. Those other guys would rather spend their time hooting and hollering at a bevy of other women.

Those other guys are idiots.

As I watched her climb the stairs in front of me I felt as if time had been put on hold just for me just to watch her tight behind sway just for that moment. Swish-swash. Swish-swash. I wonder if she knew that I was watching?

A kid bumped into me as he ran by, snapping me out of my reverie. He followed the object of my attention up the metal steps and was speaking to her. I picked up a double tube and began to follow the pair, getting in line for the next ride.

The hot Carolina sun was beating down on my shoulders, I could feel the heat on my head as I climbed each set of stairs to stand in line for the “epic” slide. I stood just a few feet from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was grateful for the mirror aviator sunglasses I was wearing. My eyes took in her soft curves, her lightly freckled face and overly long, flawless legs. She was a vision. She had long brown hair and a cute mouth with large, full lips.

I suppose I had experienced lust-at-first-sight before. Maybe. Although I couldn’t recall anything quite so intense. Is that what this was? She was … stunning. Gorgeous. An angel. For a moment every sappy love song, every romantic poem made complete sense to me. I hoped I wasn’t staring or being creepy. I was trying to soak in every morsel of beauty out of the corner of my eyes.

“But I’m thirsty!” The boy next to her whined.

“Well I don’t know what to tell you. We spent the last of the money on that stupid Spongebob ride.” She turned away and was suddenly face to face with me. She was up two steps higher, which put her squarely at my height. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that moment I became entirely too conscious of my hands and my posture. I leaned my 6”1 frame against the railing, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my fingers through my wavy brown hair, hoping I didn’t look as dumb as I felt in that moment.

I wasn’t sure if they were brother or sister or if she was his aunt or some other connection. This lovely vision was wearing overly large sunglasses that hid her eyes and about half her face, which made it hard for me to determine just how old she was. Her skin was very white and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two piece bikini was navy blue with white polka dots and was about a size too small for her (b cup?) breasts. They looked bigger on her petite frame. The boy next to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

“There’s a water fountain over there by the restrooms.” I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the general direction of what I was talking about. My voice had only cracked a little. Why was I nervous? She’s just a girl like any other, right?

The kid just rolled his eyes a bit and said something about it being warm water. The girl looked at me and I could have sworn I saw her head move as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a soft smile and a thank you. I smiled in return, grateful for near daily workouts and healthy eating that gave me a solid stomach.

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but she seemed demure, elegant and maybe even shy. She continued to stare at me with a bemused smile. I made a stupid remark about the long line.

She lifted her head a bit as if she was about to say something and changed her mind. I was fixated on her full lips. They were slightly open and glistening. She looked like one of the movies stars that I could never remember her name. I was smitten.

She turned away again and before the moment was lost I finally found my voice again. “I’m Jim.” My name isn’t Jim. No one calls me Jim. I don’t know why I said that. My middle name is James, so I figured that was close enough? What was wrong with me? Why was I acting like this?

“Ronnie. This is my brother Alex.” She gestured to the boy, who was now sitting on the steps, waiting for the line to move, his double tube propped against the railing.

We made some small talk for a few minutes. I finally eased up around her and made her laugh a few times. Every time she did I grinned like an idiot. I stared at her lips again. When she smiled, she grinned broadly, baring all of her teeth. Is it possible she had too many teeth?

We talked about the long line, the heat, the other rides in the water park and she lived about 20 minutes away in the same city as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to drink and seemed eager to talk about all the rides they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her younger brother and spoke highly of his academic achievements and their close relationship. I thought that was nice and indicative of a healthy sibling relationship … very unlike my own tumultuous relationship with my sister.

We finally got to the top and I found myself liking Ronnie even more than before when I was simply lusting for her. She was sweet, funny, mature. She seemed to like talking to me too, but still hadn’t taken off her sunglasses. Very Jackie O.

“Oops. Sorry. Must be this tall to ride.” The attendant at the top stopped Alex.

Ronnie spoke up. “No, He’s riding with me.”

“No, he’s got to ride with with someone over this height.” He waved his measuring stick, Ronnie was a bit short for that. Her legs seemed long and out of proportion with her torso, but she wasn’t quite five feet.

“I’ll ride with him.” I spoke.

The attendant shook his head. “But she’s not tall enough to ride alone.”

It went back and forth like that for a few moments as Ronnie and I took turns trying to convince him to just let us go. Maybe we should have let the people behind us go ahead, but I was trying to pressure him to just let us go.

I asked if all three of us could go in one double tube and he finally caved in.