1. A First Time for Everything


    Date: 12/18/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: biguy2play, Source: LushStories

    At the end of high school I bought a 1957 Chevy 210 station wagon, the first car I actually owned. As I got more and more interested in cars I found I had more and more questions. This thirst for knowledge eventually led me to Dick’s Garage, a small neighborhood gas station and repair shop with a very fast Chevelle parked along side it that Dick bracket raced on weekends. I started hanging out there, talking about cars and trying to learn everything I could from Dick. He was always willing to answer my questions and show me things and always seemed very patient. I liked that. I was a real dummy about cars then and it was less embarrassing asking Dick those kinds of elementary questions. He didn’t act like I should know everything and would patiently answer my questions in his quiet voice. I found myself at his small shop more and more and even after hours, sometimes into the night. We were working in his shop one late night and he began talking about his younger wilder days and how they would listen to the police scanner. He started explaining about ‘ten codes’ and what they all meant. I was fascinated by it all. “We’re about done here for tonight,” Dick said. “Would you like to come up to my place and listen to my scanner for a while?” Dick had an apartment above the beauty shop next to his garage. I felt kind of honored by the invitation and since I had nothing to do the rest of the night I agreed. We closed his shop and walk around the building and up the stairs. The door ...
    opened into the kitchen. Ahead two doors led into a small living room to the left and a bedroom to the right. Dick opened the fridge. “Help yourself,” he offered motioning to the beer in the bottom. “You want one?” I asked. “I don’t drink,” Dick replied. “I just keep it for guests. Have a seat in the living room while I take care of a few things.” I went in a sat on the couch. I was thirsty and the beer was cold. I drank it in no time. Dick told me to grab another one while he finished going through his mail. I’d finished most of the second one by the time he was done. “The scanner’s in the bedroom,” he finally said. “We can listen to it in there.” We walked into the bedroom. Dick turned on a small bedside lamp and the scanner. We stood listening to the scanner and Dick explained the meanings of some of the things we were hearing while I drank the rest of my beer. “We’d be more comfortable on the bed but I’m afraid our pants might get my bedspread dirty,” he said. “Why don’t we just take them off?” “Okay,” I said. I put my empty bottle on the table next to the scanner and slipped out of my shoes and jeans. Dick got onto the bed and up to the headboard, stacking the pillows against it. I followed his lead and sat next to him. We sat for a while in our t-shirts, socks and underwear listening to his scanner. I thought nothing at all of sitting in this older man’s darkened bedroom, on his bed next to him in my underwear until Dick’s hand reached over and stroked the front of my ...
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