Christine's Story

A Day At The Fair

In late June, of the summer after Christine graduated from high school, the County Fair opened its usual two-week run. Christine’s best friend, Kathy, invited Christine to go to the Fair with her and her older sister, Joann. Christine had met Joann a couple of times. Joann is three years older and pretty like Kathy. They plan their trip to the County Fair on Saturday evening when there will be live music in the plaza.

The three girls wear casual outfits of shorts, flip-flops, and a conservative top. They bring a light jacket in case it gets cool, later in the evening. Christine wears her blond hair in a ponytail. Christine is a little taller than average and nice looking. She has been trim since her first year of high school. As far as Christine is concerned, it is just a day at the fair with a couple of friends. At eighteen years old, it never crossed her mind it might end up being more.

Being the oldest, Joann leads the three around the fairgrounds. They are in and out of buildings looking at exhibits and demonstrations. They happen to pass by the livestock barns. They all want to look at the animals. They especially like the bunny rabbits and sheep. Joann takes them through the cow barn. They look at the cows, steers, and bulls.

“Would you look at the balls on that one?” Joann points to a bull with a huge set of testicles hanging behind it. Christine and Kathy laugh out loud and look around to make sure no one is watching them check out bull’s balls.

Kathy tells them, “I’m not much of an authority on balls, but those have to be special.”

Christine does not even speak. She has seen testicles on animals before and is amazed at how big these bull ones are.

Joann giggles, “If guys had balls that big, they would never be able to fit into a swimsuit.” All three laugh.

Christine asks Joann, “Have you seen a guy’s balls?”

“Several times, I’m twenty-one and have had fun times with guys.”

Both Kathy and Christine want to, but they do not ask more personal stuff from Joann. Neither Kathy nor Christine has been intimate with a guy yet. They have held hands and been kissed good night, but nothing more. They are extremely curious about guys, love, and sex.

After the cow barn, they head to get some food. They are still giggling, as Joann leads them to a hot dog on a stick stand. There is a young guy, probably in his twenties, behind the counter cooking and serving the hot dogs.

Joann whispers to the girls, “He’s cute.” He comes over to the three and asks what they want to order. Joann waits a couple seconds before she speaks. Christine can see Joann’s eyes moving down and back up; she is checking out the guy. Joann orders three hot dogs on a stick and three sodas.

Kathy and Christine watch Joann in action. She is at the counter waiting for the order, while watching the guy the entire time. She makes eye contact with him several times. This is a class on picking up a guy.

When they get their order, Joann holds hers up, looking right at the guy. She puts her mouth right over the top of her hot dog. She does not bite it right away. The guy swallows hard. “I think you are going to need some napkins.” He hands Joann a bunch of napkins.

Kathy and Christine are amazed when Joann invites the guy to join them later, in the evening, after he gets off work. They sit at a nearby table. Joann tells them, “There is a lot that can be done with your eyes; it’s called the look.” Joann takes a bite of her hot dog. “Look the guy right in the eye, then move your glance away a short time. Then lock eye contact with him again.”

While they finish their food, Joann gives them pointers on guys. She does not get into too much detail, but enough to get their interest up and their brains thinking about naughtiness. Kathy and Christine have had the sex-education class in school and the talk from their moms. This chatting with Joann is welcome information. Not only does she give them helpful hints about guys, but she also gives them a few negative things to watch out for.

Before they move on, Joann tells the hot dog salesman they will be at the live music show in the plaza. Christine is pleased to get a little information from Joann’s experiences.

The three roam around the fairgrounds until seven in the evening when the music starts. They find seats on the steps close to the band. The music is a cross between some older songs, some big band music, and classic rock and roll. It is a great mix of music. There are many small children dancing in the open area.

There is a guy playing the trumpet in the front row of the band that Christine thinks is cute. He is probably ten years older than Christine, is taller, has brown hair, and looks to be physically in shape. Christine tries to give him the look. She looks him right in the eye often. He is reading music and does not see her.

A group of singers takes the center stage while the band waits for the next song. Christine glances at the trumpet player…he is looking right at her. Christine quickly looks away. She counts off three seconds and looks back at him. He is still looking at her. Christine almost faints. She quickly looks away for a second or two. When she looks back at him, he is looking right at her and smiling. Christine smiles back. Her brain is thinking, oh my god, now what.

The singers are finished and the band music starts again. The trumpet player and Christine’s eyes meet often. Christine whispers to her companions, “I think I gave the trumpet player the look.” Christine smiles as she continues. “We have been making goo goo eyes.”

Joann looks at the guy. “He’s nice looking, but he’s older.” Joann warns Christine, “Be careful he is probably going to be looking for pussy.”

“We have only been looking at each other.” Christine has a big grin on her face. She is feeling a little more grown up than she did a couple of hours ago.

At 8:30 p.m., the first band is finished. As the next group is getting set up, the trumpet player puts away his instrument and walks toward where Christine and her girlfriends are sitting. Christine sees him coming and thinks that maybe he is coming over to meet Joann. She is nervous and breathing shallow. He walks right up to Christine, puts his hand out, and says, “Hi, it looked as if you were enjoying the show.” He smiles. “I’m Richard.”

Christine takes his hand. “I loved the show. I’m Christine.” While holding his hand, she looks back over her shoulder. “These are my girlfriends, Kathy and Joann.” Christine reluctantly lets go of his hand.