A Christmas Carol to Sam (III)

Frederick Crane and Samuel Malone Jr. were going to meet in the cafe where, during months, they shared a cup of coffee and a herb liquor, they talked and played a good game of chess.

That afternoon they had arranged to meet with their couples, and they all wanted to meet the mysterious Jessie, Samuel´s girlfriend.

The first to arrive were Frederick and Tracy. They sat at a table near a stove that was in that place. The evening was cold and the night promised to be even more so. When they were accommodated, at the time, appeared Samuel and Jessie. Frederick and Tracy were shocked. She was a beautiful girl: Tall and slender. A girl in a beautiful alabaster skin, with a long and soft red hair; her lips were fleshy and her eyes were large and slanted, an incredible and intense blue color, with long and sexy eyelashes, and all crowned by a thin and well-defined eyebrows. Yes, Jessie was a beautiful girl. She was a good mate with Samuel.

Frederick was with jaw dropped, so much than Tracy had to close his mouth gently pushing up his chin.

Hey guys! -Samuel said- I present you to Jessie.

Hi, Jessie!

Samuel continued the presentations:

Jessie, I want to introduce you to Tracy. My best friend. I met her shortly after arriving at Harvard. I hope also you may become good friends someday.

Jessie felt how the sharp claws of jealousy hurt her inside, however she showed polite and friendly.

Nice to meet you, Tracy -said as they exchanged a kiss on the cheek.

Same here -Tracy replied with her lovely velvet voice.

And this you see here... -Samuel continued.

Let me be myself!,.. please-Frederick interrupted. Took with both hands Jessie's right hand, continued his own presentation- Hello! I'm Frederick Crane, psychology student. Samuel's friend and his family too. In fact,his parents and my parents have been friends for decades -and bowing, he kissed her hand gently, not before he noticing the beauty of her long fingers and her long and well-maintained long nails- Enchanté mademoiselle.

Jessie looked at him with a puzzled face and then looked at Samuel in search of an explanation as to an attitude... let us say... unconventional and less nowadays among young people. Tracy also watched, but with a little brow furrowed, between annoying and funny. He was being obsequious of over with Samuel's bride.

Samuel broke the scene with their natural and uninhibited laughter.

Ha, ha, ha! You'll always be a pompous ass, Fred. How many times have I told you to be more natural? That's all very polite and well... in the XIX century... but we are in the XXI. Get it? One day you're going to scare somebody with those of your stuff, you'll see...

Well, I... -Frederick tried be justified.

The girls were laughing at great time with their boyfriends. Tracy suddenly got up from the table.

I'm going to the bathroom a moment. Excuse.

Wait a moment! -Jessie said.

Do you see? -Frederick asked rhetorically- They just met, and they are going to the bathroom together. Why do girls go to the bathroom together?

Samuel wanted to tease his friend.

Because they are afraid that the toilet bowl becomes a terrible jaws that bite the ass while sitting on it.

Do you think? -asked Frederick serious.

Samuel laughed noisily next Frederick, who then fell into account that it was a joke.

In the ladies' room, the girls retouched their makeup against the huge mirror that was on the washbasins.

And since when did you two know? -Tracy asked.

Since high school. I had repeated a grade, and we agreed. It seems that we have a lifetime together, and it will always be so. So I don't let anything or anyone come between us, not even you, because Samuel is mine and... -then realized that jealousy had betrayed her and she was thinking aloud.

What do you mean? -Tracy asked confused.

It was a tense and delicate situation. Finally, Jessie decided to speak.

When I arrived, I've seen how you look to him. The trust and familiarity with which you will try and, Oh dear! Only you know to Samuel from a few months ago. Furthermore you're beautiful and clever, you study in one of the best universities in the world, while I…

Tracy sensed the jealousy that was corroding to Jessie inside.

And you never have interested to study something?

What for? To be a clerk in the hardware store of my parents? -Jessie said with disdain.

But would not you like to study something? -Tracy insisted.

Well ... yes ... Publicity. I love to study Publicity. It's a wonderful and creative!It would be a dream!

I see. Has it occurred thinking that, here in Boston, there're lots of places to study Publicity. You could you be together... Samuel and you -Tracy realized that Jessie liked the idea, she was turning in her mind- Regarding your boyfriend and I, you need not fear anything. Samuel to me is like a brother. He helped Fred and me dating. He's my best friend, I love him very much. And I'll tell you that he has confessed to me more than once, how much he loves you. In fact, it is a little heavy repeating how much he misses you.

Yes, I know. He told me last night -Jessie said.

Last night? -Tracy asked surprised- But weren't you in your aunt's home?

Well... you see... I have a friend who works in a shopping mall, here in Boston. Now she's back to LA to spend Christmas with her parents and she has left me the keys to her apartment. My aunt knows it, but she doesn't care. She just put me the condition that my parents don't find out.

So... you and Samuel... last night...

Yeeesss...! -Jessie said excitedly- And it was fantastic!

The two laughed and began to count ... privacies.

Meanwhile, on the coffee table, Samuel and Frederick were talking.

Do you know, your mom called this afternoon at my parents' house?

And,why? -Samuel asked.

Apparently your father was a little absent these days, he was a little despondent.

Yes, I've also observed. My mother and I have talked about it, but we do not know what to do.

Don't worry. My father has prepared a GREAT surprise for your father. I hope you're sitting down when he find out, because if not ...

What? asked Samuel

Nothing, nothing. My father asked me discretion. Sorry, but I can't tell you. So, you must wait...