My internal clock yanked my body awake. I could feel the body warmth of Punch at my feet and I wiggled my toes into his space with a stretchy groan within my smile. I feel him stretch against my movements as he growls his stretch back at me. My eyes lazily open to a whole different room. I had yet to get used to my new surroundings but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling at all. My mind replays the last few months as I go to move out of the very warm and comfortable bed. I sit up and kick my legs over the side, but a long arm shoots out of the darkness behind me and snakes around my waist and pulls me back into the warmth. I squeal softly as Sheldon squeezes me into him and gives a sleepy moan against the back of my neck. It sends shivers down my spine as I whimper, "Sheellldddooon… you know I have to go run…" Though I loved it when he did this, it really DID make it hard for me to get up and go run. I could feel everything pressed up against me. It made my cheeks burn a little. We had been 'engaging in coitus' every night for the last few months, but it was still very surreal. He was STILL a miraculous lover and he only got better with 'practice'. He takes my left arm and swings it around his sleepy head and kisses at my jaw while whispering, "Penny… I have read in a very astute article online about how substantial amount of calories burned from a round of intercourse compared to that of a morning jog. It is an egregious amount… so, I hope you will allow me to offer my services in getting MORE than a fair amount of your daily dose of exercise." I smile and moan as he pushes his eagerly hard erection between the back of my thighs. I move quickly and straddle his ever hardening excitement. He welcomes my body with soft, warm hands against my slightly chilled hips as I lean my body down against his and peck at his liquid soft lips. He bends his knees behind me and sits up to have me cradled against his torso and legs as he wraps his arms around me and demands a real kiss. The strong motion allows him to grind his length against my newly aroused core and it sets my body ablaze as I growl seductively in the kiss.
This man, a man who has never wanted anything more than science by his side, was a man that could have me shuddering from pleasure with just a flick of his PINKY TOE if he wanted. He took great satisfaction in making sure that I was always fulfilled even if HE wasn't. It wasn't like I ever tried… he just will not let me return the favor… and it's driving me CRAZY. I know you think I sound like I'm overreacting… but I'm not… GOD NO… I… I love his tongue so much especially when it's against me… it's just… I just… I have yet to even give this man a hand-job. Some girls are looking at me like I really AM crazy, but… I have always been the one that gives the pleasure… the one that the boys always whispered about giving the best blow jobs… but with Sheldon… he stops me before I even THINK about going to stroke him. It's damn near nerve-racking to me… I mean… I want to pleasure my boyfriend… I want him to hum my name as he twists in ecstasy, but… he won't let me! What's THAT about?
Insight
I wondered how Sheldon got so 'Touchy-Feely' a few days after he asked me to move in with him. He told me it was because of his students at Texas A&M. Sheldon, darkened by having his heart broken, had came into a new semester at the college and was stuck being both a teacher and a student advisor with the new freshman class. Granted, there were not a lot of them in the Physics Department, only about 13, there were enough to set Sheldon into his egotistical backwash. His first class was just the 13 students and he went into his 'You May Already Know Me' speech and the class wasn't riveted… all except one… a Ms. Gwendolyn Spears. A short, stocky… not fat, but built… redhead who was on a Lacross scholarship for A&M… and was one smart cookie and eager to learn from the great 'SHELDON COOPER'. Sheldon found her enthusiasm quite endearing, but almost redundant. She asked that she be called Gwenny and Sheldon nodded and wrote that down beside her name.
Sheldon did his spiel about the introduction to Physics and what he would expect the children to learn every morning. The kids weren't disrespectful… weren't texting or emailing or even tweeting in his class… every time he turned back around… there were all taking notes of what he just wrote. It made Sheldon's heart warm a little knowing that these students were taking him seriously. Gwenny was the first to really challenge Sheldon's 'boundaries'. She would come to him, first, with her Physics problems. Sheldon had no classes after his first class, so he stayed and showed Gwenny the best route to take in order to understand the material. She, having a very happy and sunny disposition, thanked Sheldon by giving him a hug. He didn't throw her off or even lecture her on personal boundaries because the girl did it all FOR him. She apologized profusely as she packed her bag and avoided his eyes. Before she ran out of the classroom… Sheldon took mercy. He told her it was just her overreacting feminine wiles and that he'll remember to remind her the next time before she pounces on him. Gwenny laughed and thanked him before running to her next class.
That wasn't the only kid that Sheldon started to connect with. There was Tracy Gordon… he was a very quite African American who was about three or four Sheldon's combined. He was a strong kid and very smart. Sheldon started taking a liking to him when he found he would rather do a 'group' activity on his own as opposed to being the third wheel. Sheldon respected that and the kid made the highest grade in the entire class. Tracy called Sheldon, Doc… just Doc. At first he found it to his disliking, but he learned that it was out of the utmost respect because Tracy didn't call any of his other colleagues with doctorates, Doctor at all.
Sheldon named all 13 of his kids… and each one of them changed him… by the end of the first semester… he was a whole different teacher. He didn't offer backhanded compliments about their intellect… he began to enjoy teaching… and the kids would interact… the kids would visit him in his office after class or even later in the day just to say hey to him. He even went to a Lacross game to cheer on Gwenny… went to Football games to cheer on Chester (one of the guys in his class) as Quarterback and Francine (another girl in his class who was a cheerleader). Sheldon began to love his job, again. Though, it didn't stop him from thinking about me… it still took off a lot of the sting of losing me.
As the years went by… he watched these 13 kids go through semester after semester… they never once forgot him. They visited him and even got homework help by asking to join the 13 in a 'Study Group'. Sheldon wanted to do something for these guys and… by the fourth year of knowing them… he decided to take them all to a Physics Symposium in Phoenix, Arizona… not knowing that at that very moment… I had just won the belt and was heading back to the gym. He got hugs and highfives galore and he never once flinched.
Insight over
Sheldon gripped my hips and sent me bouncing up and down against his pelvis. Flesh slapping against flesh and both our moans building up were all that was filling the silence of the room. The Cowgirl position was our go to. I don't know why, but it was just… he hits places 'Oh So' right and have me orgasming for days. I had already had a few as his grip gets tighter and he forces me down more urgently… signaling that he was getting to his end. I slam myself down and clench my walls and rock my hips with long, hard strokes against his very elongated member and he finally released his engorged bliss. The noises he makes as I slip off his spent member makes my sex drum. I flip on my back with a very happy face and hum while licking me lips, "Oh, Sweetie… that was SO much better than running." A very loud bark at the edge of the bed startles the hell out of me and Sheldon and we both sit up and look down at Punch. I hear Sheldon whimper a little, knowing he has a big problem with having sex with eyes watching (even if they ARE just a dog's), and I pat Sheldon's bare thigh, "There, There…" Sheldon gave me a weak smile and I lean over and kiss it bigger before leaning back and whispering, "I got him! Go shower!"
I hop onto the cooled, hardwood floor and slide my very naked form to a chair a few steps away from the bed close to the door to the hallway. I grab the robe that was draped across the back and peak over my shoulder. Sure enough, laying on his side and holding himself up with his right elbow dug into the mattress and happily smiling at me, was Sheldon. The comforter barely tossed over his member and showing off that pale but toned body of his. I flip the robe over my shoulders and slip it on as I mumble, "Perv…" Sheldon smiled as I kiss at Punch and we go.
I didn't leash Punch for a quick outside evacuation of the bladder, so he did his thing and jogged back in with a 'Thank God' strut. I smiled at the dog that Coach had given me. I remember telling Coach that I was moving in with Sheldon and the look on Coach's face was like I had just blew up his house. I told him I would be here every day… just not SLEEPING here. Punch didn't leave my side and WOULDN'T let me leave. I remember very clearly that Coach sighed, grabbed the leash out of the break room, leashed Punch up and handed it to me saying, 'The damn thing can't live without you. Man's best friend… Pffft… more like Woman's'. It didn't take Sheldon very long to fall in love with Punch… but IT DID take Sheldon a while to understand that Punch liked sleeping in the bed. I fought with him for weeks but Sheldon swore to his word that 'that dog will not be getting in this bed'. It wasn't until Punch's 'Stare At Them Until I Win' method was given on SHELDON'S side of the bed… and Punch won. Sheldon really hasn't had anything bad to say about Punch sleeping in the bed. I keep him bathed and he is up on all his flea/heartworm pills, so… he's quite over that situation.
Punch and I walked back up the stairs to the third floor. It wasn't a very long trek, but it did get my heart pumping a little considering that we both RAN up them. I slide back into the very cozy, two bedroom, one bathroom apartment. It was amazing at how pristine and geeky the little space was, but… it was my home. Punch's nails tick against the hardwood floor until it got to the sliver of rug underneath Sheldon's new leather couch (that resembled the one in Pasadena but was a bit shorter) and coffee table that sat in front of a pretty big TV that hung on a wall. Below the TV was a long, cabinet like entertainment system. The small box cut out showed a blue dot shining in the darkness along with a lone, bigger green dot. The drawers were few and far between full. I smiled at the realization that about two or three of the DVDs were mine. Behind the couch was Sheldon's white board and screwed in shelves protruding off the wall full of 'priceless' collector items. The windowsill silhouetted Sheldon's desk from Caltech with his laptop and random little gadgets spread across its surface. I swiftly slip past the large 'DNA' model, that I did recognize from 4A, that was at the entrance of the small hallway that led towards the bedrooms and slipped back into 'Our Room' (It took approximately one hour after he moved all my stuff into the apartment to show Sheldon why it should be OUR room and he hasn't complained SINCE then… oh GOD YES… I showed him over and over again… let's just say that the first night here was DEFINITELY going to be my favorite night EVER).
I made it back in the room just in time to see a very taught and pale little bum running into the bathroom and I smile widely. That… that luscious piece of ass was definitely mine and I would most certainly fight for it. OH GOD! FIGHT? DAMN IT! I look over at the alarm clock on the nightstand and the red numbers taunt me and jolt my own ass towards my closest and take out my sweats and hoodie… I forgot that I was meeting Jugg at the gym in an hour and it takes two hours to get there. I sigh as the shower clicks on. Sheldon knew I was about to go to the gym, but I yell at him that I'm about to leave. He yells for me to be SAFE (meaning don't speed) and I throw on my other running shoe and grab my cell phone. Although I hadn't really wanted one, Sheldon INSISTED that he have some form of communication with me and so… I got a cell phone. I wrote letters to Amy, my mother, and Uncle Ken… told my sister and all the guys at the gym about my number and that I was on some social networks again… even communicated with Mr. Jenkins and the Holgston sisters. So, all my families were connected to me electronically. I texted to Jugg that I was going to be a little late. He immediately texted back, 'You haven't even left yet, have you?' I smile and shake my head at how well my partner knew me and I texted back, 'My "WORKOUT" went a little longer than expected.' I laughed as I sent it because Jugg knew a lot about me and Sheldon's… workouts… more than he wanted to know. The chime of my phone and Jugg's response was priceless, 'Did he finally let you do some Tug and Pulls?' I grinned and rolled my eyes and texted, 'LOL… No… just more bench work.' I gather my keys just as my phone chimed again. I looked down and laughed at Jugg's 'Wow… you two should be in better shape than half the guys at the gym'. I shake my head and shoot out another text, 'You're the one to talk… you're probably still at that girl's house showing off your tats'. His reply was a little slower this time, 'I am actually at the gym this time, thank you'. I laugh and text a small 'Suuurrreee' before I kiss to Punch. I hear the shower noises dissolve and I yell out a 'Love YOU, MOONPIE!' and Sheldon replies, much as he always does, 'Come Back to Me, Penelope!' He told me that I always made a weird face when he says that he loves me… so he decided to 'spare me'. Over the few months… I found that his 'come back to me'… just… it just means so much more than a little 'I Love you too'. With a huge smile on my face, I close the door behind me and run down the stairs to Sheldon's 2011, midnight blue Hyundai Genesis. He let me drive his car since the apartment was right on campus and he felt better knowing I had a mode of transportation away from 'The Sweat House'.
As I take my two hour and some minutes drive, I go over a lot in my head:
Hammy and Crystal planned my 'Going Away Party'. That was where I introduced Sheldon to everyone. Sheldon and the guys didn't NOT get along… but it was safe to say that my guys were a little more protective over me than Sheldon had realized. He got pulled to the side by groups of three and questioned and threatened all night… It took me having to physically punch a few of them to save Sheldon anymore grief, but after that… it was all fun and games. Sheldon and I didn't drink and Sheldon found it endearing that I didn't delve into alcohol anymore. He told me that in that exact wording. The party was full of random people invited by the guys, but Mr. Jenkins and the Holgston sisters were there, too… off in the corner being entertained by Jugg and Coach. I remember the moment that Sheldon and Coach met and I will never forget how it almost felt like I was introducing my boyfriend to my dad… and it made me cry. I was glad that Coach and Sheldon were conversing so adamantly because I couldn't stop the tears. Jugg excused himself from the group as Mr. Jenkins and the Holgston sisters joined into Coach's and Sheldon's conversation and pulled me to the side. Jugg said something so simple that it still rings in my ears when I think about him. He said, "You have the greatest men in your life and they finally get to see why they're so great… they're connection to you." He kissed me on top of the head before putting me into a headlock and bonking my head a few times, "Stop being so sad… your father is still here… he's in all these people… smiling at what you've become! Smile back, Slugger!"
Jugg… He and I have never mentioned the kiss we shared. He had opened up to me more and more about his wife… as of a month ago… he is dating a black haired, dark-eyed bartender named Brittany that I introduced to him. She is COVERED in tattoos and a few piercings (some that only Jugg knows about). I knew the moment I met her that she would be perfect to set Jugg's fuse on fire… she is a ball of energy trapped inside a coil of barbwire and just wants to be tugged on. Jugg talked about all his tattoos all night long and Brittany ate it up… so I just left them to their game. After my run… the guys told me that Jugg JUST got in as they were pouring their cereals. Jugg has been to see her many times and many times... he's missed our run. Not mad at him at all…
Tick… he has been training his little butt off and has his first professional fight coming… he, also, came out of the closet not too long ago. I recognized him acting super strange around all of us… being that everyone in the gym was the closest thing Tick's ever had in a family… I could imagine it being pretty hard to just come out and say it. He confided in me, after having a very intense coming out meeting in the break room, that he was most afraid of COACH not accepting him, but… come to find out that it was Coach who was the most supportive. The only one that really treats Tick any different than usual is English, but that's because English takes every damn opportunity to throw in a gay joke just for the hell of it.
Kawasaki left about six weeks after my LaRosa fight. He got a big break back in Tokyo and Coach reluctantly let him go. I cried so much at the airport… he promised me he would keep in touch. I've gotten three letters from him and one with an amazing drawing of Kawasaki, himself, standing on top of the head of a gargoyle looking out at the scenery of a perfectly drawn Tokyo… the only color was the drawing of a red scarf seemingly whipping in the wind from around his drawn self's neck. I got that baby framed and is now sitting proudly on the top shelf of my closet. I sent him a drawing of me as a furry, pink lioness glomped on and chewing on the butt of Jugg as a Wildebeest tapping on the canvas, crying. Kawasaki loved it and sent me a picture showing that he had it framed, too… and proudly displayed in his locker at his new gym. I really do miss him… and he has yet to NOT send me a letter! He even sends me random Japanese candy (that I REALLY need to stop eating because they are SO DAMN DELICIOUS) and little Hello Kitty trinkets.
English… well… he's still the same ol booty chasing Brit. The only thing different about him is that he took up playing recreational soccer down at the Y. He hasn't been Okayed to fight professionally yet, but then again… he's been playing soccer. Coach is really at his wit's end with him… he told English that if he gets hurt… he's done with the Cross to Bear. I haven't heard anything as of late, so I'm still guessing English is still one of us.
Bingo finally retired from the fighting game about a week ago and now owns his own restaurant in Glendale, not too far out from Phoenix. He has offered me and Sheldon a complimentary meal since I was the one that wouldn't shut up about his cooking. Bingo still comes back for the guy's Poker Night and his wife still brings the beer.
Hot Sauce dropped off the map about a month ago. From what Coach heard, he got one of the girls he was cheating on with his wife pregnant and ran out to New Jersey and is a mechanic now. I haven't heard from him but Coach says he gets random calls in the middle of the night that he misses by one ring every time and knows deep down that it's him.
Icee had won his in the first round, 1 minute and 45 seconds in with a leg kick to his opponents jaw and sent him on the canvas hard where Icee finished him up. It brought the 'Cross to Bear' gym more publicity than Coach had ever seen… especially when I won my fight the next few weeks after that. He is one of the top fillers for the league now. Hammy and Jugg have been keeping up with him and has several fights coming his way. He and I are on brother/sister terms finally. He hugged me at my party and told me that he was going to miss me a lot. I almost cried, but he rustled up my hair with his hand and told me to 'Man The Hell Up' with the most playful voice I had ever heard come out of his mouth.
Then there was Hammy… Hammy took my leaving the hardest I think. He barely even talked to me at the party and avoided looking in my direction at all. Crystal bought me a very cute Hello Kitty hoodie (that matched the hat Jugg gave me) and told me she KNEW I wasn't leaving for good, but that she'd miss having her 'Girlfriend' around. She gave me a big hug and I cried right there. Sheldon felt uncomfortable with Crystal because of how bold her personality was, but he had no chance of fighting off Crystal's hug and I almost died laughing at the look of a skinny, tall Sheldon being shoved into a very wide built and busty black woman's cleavage. I swear he looked like Bugs Bunny twitching from being crushed into a hug with the Abominable Snowman. After the hug, Crystal looked into Sheldon's eyes and told him sternly that he 'BETTER take care of her Penny or she would have to come and whoop someone's skinny white ass'. He swallowed very prominently and looked this woman in the eye and said, 'Madam… you have nothing to worry about. Penny will always be my high priority." Crystal smiled and brought Sheldon back into another crushing hug and I still failed to stop myself from laughing at the scene.
When the guys started to disappear with their friend's and lady folk, Sheldon was engaged in a conversation with Mr. Jenkins, Coach, Bingo, and his wife… that left me to go find Hammy. He was in the break room, sitting at the table with his back towards the gym. Crystal saw me coming and told Hammy she needed to go to the bathroom and slid out; giving me a smile as she passed. I moved in and slid into one of the chairs at the side of the table where I was at 90 degrees from where he sat. He looked at me with wide eyes and fidgeted. I sigh dramatically and talk, "What's going on, Hams… you've been avoiding me ALL NIGHT."
He ghost wipes the table and just shakes his head, "I am so damn happy for you Pen… SO HAPPY. I knew that boy in there was the guy… I KNEW he would be able to make you happy, but… I feel like you are leaving us… like you… you are going to change and somehow find a way to leave all of us behind. You know you my girl… right? You are my best DAMN FRIEND I have ever had… and I sure as hell don't want to lose you… but… I guess if I lose you to your happiness… I really can't complain, right?"
I make a bunch of noise trying to get out of the damn chair and around the table to hug the hell out of him. He scoots away from the table and takes my hug eagerly. I cry into his shoulder and try to speak into his shirt, "You big dummy… you ain't going to lose me! I'm just not living here, is all…" I pull my face from his shirt and sniffle a little and I can see I got him started on crying and I rub his cheek just a little as I say softly, "I'm gonna be here every day… kicking your ass all up in that ring in there."
He smiles at that and I pull away from our hug. I look back into the gym where Sheldon is still engulfed with a conversation that looked to be only between him and Mr. Jenkins and I look back at Hammy and spoke my realization out loud, "Hams… you brought me and Sheldon together. That night… when he said he never regretted anything… you grabbed and whispered something to him… what did you tell him"
He leaned his left elbow against the table and rested his cheek against his bent fingers and smiled at me, "I told him… you didn't regret it, either… and then I told him where to meet you… you know, Pen… you are a fierce fighter… but you're an even more ruthless lover… That's why you and I are friends. We are fighters, but we DESPERATELY want to be lovers… that's why love is so hard for us… we WANT it too much and is becomes too much for us to handle."
Crystal had come back after that and I was mercilessly hugged by her and Hammy before I went in to save my new boyfriend from the 'Old Folks'. I never stop remembering that… never stop replaying Hammy's words. He was so damn right and it almost hurt to realize just how accurate it described my life. I wanted love… I wanted sex… I wanted to BE wanted so bad that I didn't care who took me… as long as someone took me. I swayed to the group and had a very teary goodbye with Mr. Jenkins. He told me to never stop being me or he would 'sick' Mrs. Holgston on me. He didn't initiate a handshake with Sheldon, but he did have a few words with him as Bingo and his wife gave me hugs. When Mr. Jenkins was done with Sheldon, Sheldon nodded and shook hands with the older man then shook hands with Bingo and his wife. Mrs. Cross was with the Holgston sisters so it was just me and Coach and Sheldon left.
I felt the tears starting to build up. I didn't understand it… I wasn't LEAVING just not living there anymore but it felt like I was saying goodbye. Coach went ahead and insulted me FOR me, "You're such a silly girl… Slugga… I'll see you tomorrow."
I sniffle and wipe my eyes, "I know, Coach… but… it feels like I'm moving away from my family… I CAN'T HELP IT!"
Coach chuckles and gives me a huge hug. He rubs the back of my head and smiles as he says, "You are as good as family, you know that. We'll always be here for you no matter how far away you move." We break the hug and Coach gets serious as he stares over at Sheldon (who tenses like a boy underneath a father's gaze), "You… you better take real good care of my Slugga… or I'll come to Tucson and teach you why they call me Grizzly… She might be able to take you out, but her heart is as tender as a baby mouse… you break her heart… I'll break your bones… Got me?"
Sheldon, being harassed all evening, swallowed tensely and nodded, "Yee… Yes sir."
Coach's face softened up and he laughed as he slapped Sheldon's arm and went off to get his wife. Sheldon looked over at me with a very stunned look on his face and looking a little pale, "Sheldon… it's ok… he was joking (he wasn't, but I needed Sheldon to breathe)." Sheldon gave an unconvincing gaspy laugh and tried his best to loosen up. I helped him along with a small kiss to his shaky lips. He looked over at me giving him my best bedroom eyes and his demeanor changed slightly as I whispered, "Wanna see my old room?"
I'd have to say that Sheldon and I gave the old room a fair salute and a send off. I have to say that my poor little bed was very sturdy as Sheldon and I tested its durability. The two hour drive back to the apartment, that night, was so tense and unbearable, but once we got back to the room… we tested OUR bed's durability. Safe to say… we've been lucky with beds so far… and poor Punch had a very long wait for his potty break.
My thoughts sustained me long enough as I pull in front of the Cross to Bear gym. I hop out and press the button and the car squeaks into the emptied city. I knock on the front door and soon, Jugg is there opening it up. He nods and gives me a grin, "Glad you could finally make it… I would say that I'm glad to see you finally came, but… we both know your boyfriend already handles that…"
I punch Jugg right in the chest when I walk in, "JUGG! That's Gross!" He laughs and rubs his chest and locks back up. We go our same routine and time just keeps on rolling…
I defend my belt for 10 more fights before I finally fall… my 18 and 0 record falls to an 18 and 1 by way of unanimous decision. Cristiane Justino Venancio Santos aka (Cris Cyborg) takes my belt but not without one hell of a damn fight… Me and Sheldon get married and I make sure that Amy is my Maid of Honor. Her and Raj end up disappearing at the reception but reappear very disheveled. I do send an invitation to Leonard and his wife… but neither showed. Coach walked me down the aisle and Uncle Ken was our reverend. Mom cried… Mary DEFINITELY cried… and Missy may or may not have made out with English… Don and George were both in the wedding. George and Icee were awfully close and I seriously didn't see either of them during the reception. Don was finally released from prison and went back to school to get his BA in Physical Therapy. He got a strict job working with a friend's of our mother's at the hospital. With his criminal record… he stays out of any kind of trouble and just does his job and his boss really loves him. He and Doug are getting closer and Ken wrote me that Don is helping Doug train up for Football next year. I don't want to say that Sheldon and I lived happily ever after… but… with our baby boy on the way… I'd say I have, and never will be, get any happier.
