“Ok then, meet me after school tomorrow at the MIHS basketball court and we will walk over to the girl’s dormitory and ask Sister Rose Mary.”
Throughout the next day I just go through the motions of everyday school functions; eagerly waiting for the last class to end so Billy and I can finally present our best case for taking the girls to the drive-in. I go over and over again in my mind what I am going to say to Sister Rose Mary until the words start running together into a large monolithic mental blah!
The last class bell finally rings and I am off like a shot to meet Billy at the basketball court in the rear of the school grounds.
“Hey, John, over here!” Yells Billy as I round the locker room facility and approach the court.
“How did you get here so fast, Billy?
“I skipped my last class at Key West High.”
“Alright! Let’s go.”
Billy and I reach the dormitory and begin to ascend the outside staircase to Sister Rose Mary’s office. It feels like we are climbing Mount Everest with the weight of the whole world on our backs!
“Oh, hi Juan, hi Billy!” Greets Nola Nunez after answering the door. “Come een and be seat, please. I veel let Seester Rose Mary know you are here.”
Billy and I look at each other nervously while sitting on the now familiar couch.
“John and Billy! Come on down to my office,” shouts Sister Rose Mary from down the hall.
Billy and I walk down the short hall to Sister’s office and tentatively look in through the open door.
“Come on in, boys. What can I do for you today?”
“Well, Sister, Billy and I…uh…would…uh…I mean the Ten Commandments are…oh, shoot, I’m getting all balled up!”
“Do you want to talk about the Commandments?” says Sister.
“No! …well, yes in a way,” I stammer. “You see, Sister, the big production of the Ten Commandments is playing at the Islander Drive-In this weekend and we know the girls are not allowed to go to the drive-in, BUT, since this is such a worthwhile movie and since it is playing at the drive-in, we figure it must be God’s will,” I blabber. “Anyway, Billy and I thought you might make an exception this one time and let Irene and Lela go to the drive-in to see The Ten Commandments. Billy and I will be on our very best behavior. You can trust us.”
“Yes, you can really trust us!” echoes Billy.
“Ummmm, you boys will have to let me think about this,” says Sister Rose Mary. “Let’s see, today’s Tuesday, so come back on Thursday and I will give you my answer then. Now, get out of here, I have a lot of work to do!”
“Thank you, Sister.”
Billy and I turn abruptly and make a quick-walk beeline for the exit door, pass hurriedly through the door and run down the stairs. At ground level we stop to catch our breath. Both of us are bent over with our hands on our knees, breathing a little hard.
“What do you think?” I ask Billy.
“I don’t know! At least she didn’t come right out and say no.”
“That’s right!” I blurt. “We have a fifty-fifty chance.”
All day Wednesday I daydream in all my classes as Sister Claude and the other class teachers drum on about this and that. My mind keeps wandering to the Islander Drive-In Theatre.
I could feel and visualize soft, tanned, creamy breast in my hands; smooth, silky thigh under my fingers and…
“John! Are you with us today?” interrupts Sister Claude’s elevated voice.
“Yes, Sister, I’m here.”
“Well, pay attention and stay focused! Now, answer the question.”
“I’m sorry, Sister, I didn’t catch the question.”
“I didn’t think so…Who is the current Secretary of State?”
“John Foster Dulles,” I answer.
“Right, John. Now, I want the whole class to do a 500 word paper on Mr. Dulles and his position on Cuba and the Caribbean for homework.”
The school day finally comes to an end. Tomorrow is Thursday and Billy and I will finally find out if we can take Irene and Lela to the drive-in.
Thursday is a repeat of Wednesday with daydreaming in class. Sister Claude calls me aside after third class, just before lunch, and informs me that Sister Rose Mary would like to see me after the last class that day.
Ah ha, I think, she has made her decision!
Billy and I had already agreed to meet by the girl’s dormitory after classes that day and Billy is waiting there promptly at 3:30 pm when I arrive.
“Hi, Billy, you ready to get the verdict?”
“Yessiree, let’s do it!”
Billy and I trudge up the stairwell to Sister Rose Mary’s office once again and ring the doorbell.
“Hola, Juan and Beely!” says Carmen, who is doing reception duty this day, “go right to Seester Rose Mary’s office; she eez expecting you.”
“Enter and be seated,” says Sister Rose Mary when we appear in her doorway.
“Now, what was I supposed to see you about today?”
She is playing with us!
“Aw, Sister, you know…The Ten Commandments movie.
“Oh, that’s right!” she quips.
“The Sisters discussed your request at our evening meeting and concluded that since this was a special movie with a worthwhile theme that we would make an exception this time…on one condition: you also take Nola Nunez with you as a chaperone.”
Billy and I looked at each other, our hearts sinking a little…but just a little.
“Ok, Sister, that will be fine,” I say.
“Good. Then you and Billy can pick up the girls at six pm tomorrow evening.
Billy and I left Sister Rose Mary’s office and, once outside, breathed a sigh of relief on a long fought victory. We were ecstatic!
“John, what are we going to do with Nola? What can we do with her in the car?”
“We’ll just have to play it by ear. For one thing we’ll put Nola in the front seat and we will get in the back. We’ll tell her it’s the seat of honor or something. Anyway, when the movie starts she will get interested and it will be hard to keep turning around to see us in the back.”
“Yea, yea, that’s right! Damn, John, you sure do think fast!”
“It must be the adrenalin.”
Saturday morning I set about cleaning out the inside of the old 1949 De Soto coupe; Vacuuming, dusting, polishing. I then wash and wax the exterior of the old island clunker and it is absolutely beautiful! Ready for action!
I pick Billy up at 5:30 pm and we head for the girls’ dormitory. We park, walk down the long sidewalk to the outside staircase, walk up to the entrance door and ring the doorbell. The door is answered by Irene, Lela and Nola themselves!
“Hello, Juan,” says Nola, “we are ready.”
The girls look gorgeous! Irene’s hair is golden and hanging down thick and loose to her shoulder blades in the back. Her hair is tied back in front with a peach-colored scarf that matches her peach-colored sandals. She is wearing a light green or chartreuse full dress that is modest and has big white buttons down the front (and buttons can be unbuttoned!). Lela is dressed in a slim, black skirt with a beige, button-up top and black, slip on shoes. Her hair is swept back on one side and hangs down loose to her shoulders. Nola Nunez has on a wide-neck, silver blouse with puffy, short sleeves, dark brown slacks and brown pumps.
Billy and I wipe the drool from our lips and sputter out something like:
“You all look so beautiful!”
We escort the girls to the island clunker and open the doors for them to enter. Irene sits up front with me and Billy, Lela and Nola pile in back.
There is quite a line of cars backed up from the pay gate entrance to the drive-in. We pull up to the last car in line and immediately ten cars appear in my rear view.
“Wow, a lot of people are out here tonight!” I say.
“It’s a good thing we got here a little early or we might not find a parking place inside; may even be turned away,” Billy chimes in.
We do get in, however, and once inside we drive to the front most row that has a vacant slot and pull in. It’s back a little from the big screen but closer to the concession stand.
“Nola, as driver of this enchanted carriage, I am going to let you sit up front and give you the entire front seat as guest of honor!”
“Gracias,” says Nola, “I accept!”
That went well.
Billy and I go to the snack bar and load up with popcorn, coke and candy bars.
After another twenty minutes of snacking, chatting and getting comfortable in the back seat, the drive-in lights shut off, throwing us in almost total darkness; then the big outdoor movie screen lights up and previews, news (remember movie news reels?) and cartoons begin.
“Oh, it’s pretty dark,” says Nola, “now you guys don’t do anything bad back there,” she sort of giggles.
Nola turns out to be a good egg and an understanding cohort.
Irene and I draw closer and I begin kissing her neck and ears; her breathing becomes heavier and finally our lips meet in a soft lingering, tasting crescendo; then part as our tongues begin their erotic duel!
“Oh, Johnny, I feel soooo gooood!” she whispers in her husky, sensual voice.
My left hand cups and feels her heaving breast through her dress…her points harden…she moans and our lips meet again in the passionate kiss of first-time awakening eroticism. We look into each other’s eyes with our breath hot and moist in the air, in our nostrils and on our faces…like an erotic steam bath. Our looks were questioning and searching for an answer to this newfound and overwhelming feeling.
My hand feels her inner thigh and works its way up to that steaming hot junction. Surprise! Pantyhose! (Probably the Nuns’ idea). The pure heat, even through the pantyhose, is enchanting, intoxicating…and wet!
I place Irene’s hand on my pants and she moans again as she feels my stiff member through my pants. Extreme euphoria and pheromone rush!
Irene and I had to settle down and relax a bit. We leaned back against the seat and took a deep breath and drifted a little into the movie playing on the screen.
‘Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my 60 Chevy
Workin on mysteries without any clues
Workin on our night moves
Tryin to make some front page drive-in news
Workin on our night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime’ 3
I look around and see Billy and Lela kissing and the car rear windows were completely fogged over! In the front seat Nola was looking straight ahead and was engrossed in the movie…at least I think she was.
3 Night Moves by Bob Seger
I tapped Billy on the shoulder and whispered:
“Billy, crack your window a little to let some of this steam out and clear the windows!”
The rest of the evening is spent in this delicious, discovering, in-between-state of touching-through-clothing intimacy but not actually feeling or seeing naked flesh. What could we do with Nola in the car? But, the whole experience was a beautiful, soft awakening in erotic feeling and intimacy.
‘We skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Learned of love and A B C’s
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun…’ 4
4 Modified from Seasons in the Sun by Jacques Brel