Chapter 2: The House Of Old
The plan of going to the recreation centre to greet Asher had completely escaped both Fiona and Jonas's mind as they stared into each other's unblinking eyes. Fiona broke the cutting silence with a comment that got Jonas's heart pumping. "You know the bathroom in the House Of Old wouldn't be occupied right now, we could sneak in…" Jonas looked up at her "Yeah that would be fun." Jonas nervously stuttered.
They pulled into the back street behind the house of the old.
"Come through here" Fiona commanded as she tugged Jonas to a rusty old door. "We come back through here to empty out the water into the river, but since everything is on a such a tight schedule no one will be there," she assured him as she dug around her pockets for a key. In any other situation Jonas would have used his better judgement and left, but his urges were so prominent that it never even crossed his mind that he could get a chastisement. The door cracked open revealing the room where he had previously washed Larissa. However it was very different without the bustling sound of the elders chatting. He could barely even see 2 metres in front of him with the lights out, but it was almost as if Fiona was emitting a shining light from her smooth skin. Jonas didn't notice the shining though as he was checking out her boobs.
"Let's hang out here for a minute," Fiona suggested as they reached one of the bathtubs. They stopped and stood awkwardly staring at each other for a solid 10 seconds. Finally, Jonas pulled Fiona's head forward and pressed his lips against hers. Fiona didn't really know what was happening, as she had never been exposed to the concept of kissing before, but after watching all those videos Jonas knew what he was doing and Fiona knew she liked it.
Jonas slowly started to slide his quivering hand down Fiona's tunic. She shuddered as he reached her external reproductive organ. With there lips still pressed up against each other Fiona wanted to feel Jonas's bare skin up touching her. She ripped his tunic off him violently revealing his oily, glistening abs staring at her directly in the face. Knowing she had to get closer to the 6 throbbing lumps of flesh, she slammed her face into them. The force of the thrust knocked Jonas back. But he wasn't going to let a small stumble keep him out sliding into the puss puss. Before he was going to really get into it, he checked out his reproductive organ. Much like the Givers earlier, the small dangling boy was replaced with a giant, veiny man. Fiona looked up, a shocked look on her face. After staring at it for a while, trying to process what her eyes were taking in, she responded to it with "me likey!"
Jonas didn't need words, just actions to establish himself as the alpha-male in this relationship. He picked Fiona up and slung her over his shoulder. As he took her over to the bathtub, he noticed that his back was dripping wet. Jonas wasn't usually a sweaty person and he hadn't got into a bathtub yet. He looked over his shoulder to see that Fiona was the source of the moisture. Usually such a vulgar scenario would repulse him, but he didn't mind this time. He simply continued back toward a bathtub. A certain tub caught his eye, the one he had bathed Larissa in earlier. He felt like he wanted his adventure from the first stirring to come full circle, so he chose this location as where to do the deed.