Dating, Chapter Four

Back when we were both at school, Susan in my class had been every boy's firm favourite. Because she really had been firm, every little bit of her in fact. I wasn't sure if dating her now would turn out to be such a good idea! However, I was starting to think someone I already knew might be the way to go. There'd been altogether too much of the unexpected lately, especially my last date!

So how was it possible Susan was still every bit as pretty, not to mention every bit as firm, as she'd been back then? Curtseying to greet her I flushed with shame at the overgrown little boy I'd since become.

"Wow, you still look just like a girl!" I gasped to her, breathless. She just looked smug, so I guessed I could add that to the list of things that hadn't changed!

She still loved super-size fizzy drinks too, and once she'd swigged down two of those and got her smell on a bit she started talking way more than I liked about our younger days. "Do you remember our one-on-one match, which was reported in the school paper?" she asked keenly.

It would have been hard for me to forget - especially the write-up!

"I got you a bit hot and bothered that day!" giggled Susan, making me blush.

"Well, if we played now it might be a different story," I grumbled back. "In both senses of the word!"

"It wouldn't be fair on you," she went on, as self-importantly as ever. "I'm a lot stronger and faster, and it doesn't look like you've got much better at it."

After that, there was nothing for me to do but insist we played again! Patiently she took out her phone, and said she was going to show me some footage of her netball game last week. So I watched, and gawped. She was right, I'd never have been able to keep up. She'd been better than me even as a girl, but now she was impossible.

"Wow...!" I breathed.

"And I bet you're still struggling even with team sports," she concluded with a giggle. "Guess you might not be ready for that rematch just yet!"

I stayed mad at Susan for days after that date. No matter how much older she was supposed to be now, she'd still teased me just like she had when she was a girl. It was infuriating because she'd been like that when we were both younger. In fact she'd been one of the first girls who'd really shown off to me how they could be better.

I'd gone into that game thinking that because I was a boy and a bit older I'd win - which of course was exactly what the review of that game had played up, making me sound as silly as I'd felt! It had made so much of Susan too. I could see her now, not as she'd been at our date but as she was then, in her very slightly old-fashioned PE kit - socks and sneakers, pleated short skirt and tee. Plus knickers with a cheeky slogan on the bum, just like a girl!

Her sweet and slightly funny smile had captured everyone's hearts, all the while she was teasing me out of my wits. I'd fumed for years afterwards about that prim and prissy proper little Missy who had everything I wanted, and on top of it all had used me for her little demonstration that girls were better than boys.

Little bouncy-stuffy who smelled of clean PE knickers and whose figure made you want something she probably didn't approve of because it was grubby - if she'd even heard of it at all!

CONCLUSION: IT BREEDS CONTEMPT