an unwritten rule that the President could actually reside elsewhere.
Lily was thinking about living in the dorms but she knew her father had rented the apartment for her to move into once Jake’s summer classes were over. I was scheduled to stay at the sorority house. It ended that after much discussion Lily and Jake would keep the apartment but Lily would actually be living in my room at the sorority house and Jake and I would spend most of our time at the apartment.
Jake even used his Presidency at OX to pass a resolution that allowed me to become the ‘little sister’ of the fraternity, which meant I could live in the house when he needed to be away from the apartment. Even though his parents were technically unaware of the situation I think maybe they suspected as much.
To make the most of the end of summer we took road trips up and down the east coast often stopping in Gloucester, Massachusetts at a bed and breakfast. It was a special spot and it obvious that owners were even invested in our love. We had the kind of relationship that the lovelorn hope exists.
This was the first time I could ever remember being happy
Chapter 4:
The next two years were almost like a dream and before we could blink it was time for Jake to graduate. He was busy interviewing for jobs and he was determined to stay close to me with every intention of marriage and children in the near future.
I was on board for both of those things but I also held strongly to my desire to have my own career and success so that I never had a chance of becoming my mother. I would never be a slave to anyone.
Jake was offered his dream job in Japan and the plan was after graduation to travel together to explore the amazing adventure that awaited us. Fear of the foreign language and culture was real but an opportunity like that was only given once in a lifetime so there was no doubt Jake had to seize it.
So much was going on Jake’s senior year that we barely saw each other except for to kiss goodnight and fall immediately asleep. By Spring Break we had decided enough was enough and to get some alone time we headed secretly to Las Vegas.
It was a vacation to end all vacations. We never took vacations in my family so the most I had seen was a historical sight or a museum on a class trip. Jake’s family was well travelled and had even been internationally, so he was more than prepared for showing me the ropes.
We stayed at The Sands and our room looked out over the strip full of neon lights and excitement. Las Vegas was like it’s very own country. There were people from all over the world and sometimes I had a hard time believing we were still on planet earth.
To be completely honest I thought this kind of intense onslaught to my senses would overwhelm me. So when it had the polar opposite effect I was stunned. Every ding of the slot machine, glow of a neon light and mini-view into another world inspired me.
Being poor college students, we gambled very little, made love a lot and sang ridiculous karaoke to every Motown classic there was in a bar built to be a café in Paris. I was in heaven and Jake was the one who was taking me there.
Our Las Vegas vacation re-invigorated our desire for one another and the alone time had been very needed. Being in Las Vegas, the city of excess, also allowed us to go out of our comfort zone sexually. My favoriate memory involves the floor to ceiling windows that gave us a perfect view of the Strip.
We had just gone to dinner and I had dressed confidently in a short, tight black dress. Jake’s eyes had been undressing me the entire night and the elevator ride back to our room was spent groping each other hoping no one else needed a ride. When we finally got into the room I barely got my shoes off when Jake had my back against the windows. The cool glass was a welcome sensation on my heated body.
His kisses were