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FORMATIVE YEARS CHAPTER 3

FORMATIVE YEARS CHAPTER 3  
 
 
MY HOMECOMING  
 
Once finally in New York, I caught a regional flight that would take me to the airport twenty miles from home. Home! As I said before, I had not been home in twelve long years. I wondered what I would find. I called home from New York, giving my uncle Fred, Dad's brother, my flight number and estimated time of arrival. He said he and Aunt Mary would meet me when I landed.  
 
For once, miracle of miracles, the airline was dead on time and after a smooth landing, the plane rolled up to the gate. As I left the plain to find my Uncle Fred and Aunt Mary giddy with relief and fell into hugs and kisses left waiting for me to claim for twelve long years. After ten minutes of this and Aunt Mary in tears with Uncle Fred nearly so, we went down a level to the baggage claim area.  
 
On the way to baggage claim, Uncle Fred said, "I just wish your parents could have lived to see this day!"  
 
At the baggage carousel, a deliciously lovely young lady walked up to me and before I could get a good look at her, hugged me tight, chest to chest and groin to groin.  
 
She put her mouth to my ear and whispered so that only I could hear, "So, you are back at last! I'm still a virgin and have been waiting twelve long years for you to fix that and I damn well am not going to wait very much longer. See to it!"  
 
With that, we kissed passionately until I could finally break away and cry, "Jane! Dear Jannie! Let me get a breath. Let me get a look at you!"  
 
Jane had matured into an extremely lovely woman. Not the equal to Jen but not quite the same level as, Ujhi. Jane had the softened curves of maturity, but no extra pounds and no sag, or at least none that I could see with her clothes on. She was lightly tanned and extremely fit. I shared my observations with her and then she shared her observations with me.  
 
"You certainly are fit and well tanned too, James. The desert must have agreed with you! My God, you look terrific!"  
 
"In more ways than you might know," I responded.  
 
"Oh, a real lady killer were you, James?"  
 
"Later," was my laconic answer to that question!"  
 
"Well, I intend to pin you down on that one tonight, James!"  
 
"What's up for tonight?" I asked.  
 
"You, I hope." replied Jane in a slight leer, "You are taking me out for dinner and dancing, you big hunk!"  
 
"Oh, ok, that sounds like a winner."  
 
"In more ways than you ever know," replied Jane with a very mischievous smile.  
 
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