Character Interview - Jefferson, Burned Gasoline

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First of all, welcome, I’m some glad you could make it

No, problem. No, worries.

So, tell me a little bit about yourself?

Um, not much to say really. I’m 38, going on 39. I own a mechanic shop outside of our little town, where I work. Probably more hours than I should, but I do enjoy it. It used to belong to my dad, and after he passed I took over. I repair anything from old T-Fords to today’s Honda’s.

Sounds interesting. What do you do when you’re not working?

Um, I’m currently seeing someone that I met recently. It’s very new, but I try to see her as often as I can. She’d busy with things as well, she a single mom, that should give you a clue to why she’s very preoccupied.

So you don’t mind that though, that she’s a single mom?

Nah, it doesn’t really matter. I wouldn’t have mattered if she didn’t have any kids at all, or if she already had five. Might have just been a little more difficult to get time together I’m guessing. But if you really want something, you make it work.

So what about her caught your eye?

Um, well, the first time I ever saw her she was… this might not be appropriate for all ears, but she wore really high heeled shoes, with nicely shaped, muscular legs. I think that’s what caught my eye first, because no one around here dresses like that. There’s no reason to wear heels like that when there’s not much more than manure, grassy fields, or cracked cemented parking lots to walk on, you see. Then, well… I almost can’t remember what she said to me that day, I know she was a little bit feisty, but then her hand came up and she grabbed her tits. Things almost went blank after that. They were some fabulous looking tits though. Today I know for sure.

That’s hilarious!

I guess so. The further up her body I looked, and finally reaching her eyes, that burned into mine, while her mouth was japing about something…. Well, she was amazing. Nothing like the women I’ve ever met around here.

So, have you guys been together for a while now, or?

Well, yeah, a few months already. Things are going well…

Sounds nice. So how is her personality compared to yours? Are you compatible?

Might be unfair to talk about her since she’s not here to defend herself, but what can I say… she softer, and sweeter than I am. She doesn’t like to make a fuss about things, and seems to apologize for most things, often things that don’t mean anything. Like… oh, never mind.

What? Go on. You started this, please go on.

Well, like I’m much more straight forward than she is, in almost all aspects. If I want something I go get it, kinda personality. So, sometimes when she wants a kiss or a hug, or something more, it’s almost as if she’s ‘asking but not asking’ - kinda thing, if you can understand what I mean. Like, excusing herself for wanting it, for wanting me. I’m more like, hey, this is what I want, and this is how we’re doing this. Lie down and follow my directions, and I make sure you’ll ask for more, kind of guy.

So, you’re pretty different then, am I right?

I guess so, but perhaps that’s why it works well between us. When she stalls, I push on the gas pedal, kind of deal. Unless she’s had a few drinks, than there is no stalling. At. All. It’s like she’s jumping out of her shell, asking for exactly what she wants. Perhaps, I should bring some wine over there later tonight? Talking about this makes it sound like the best of ideas right now.

Alright, I’m not going to hold you any longer.

No worries, just need to drop of a few things at my place, where I actually also have my mother living. Or to be correct, I happen to live with her. See why I’m single? Who wants to date a guy who breaks the ice with “and, I live at home with my mother,” Yeah, it’s not going to happen.

How come you don’t have your own place? Have you always lived at home?

Oh, God no! I was married once, which I thought was going to last until death do us part, you know, like we promised in front of God and our families, but as a surprise down the road she wanted other things. Other things that didn’t include me. Like, going to parties, getting photographed in bathing suits by random male photographers, a modeling career, a life in the big city. I didn’t want any of it. And, suddenly my mother became ill and my last solution was to move in, and that’s where we are today. Somehow, I hope it works out in the end. Luckily Raylyn doesn’t seem too bothered by it. I’m not sure what I would do if she got fed up and left because of it… so far it hasn’t happened.

Seems like you like her a lot?

I do.

That’s a pretty short answer.

Well, as I said before, if I want something or know something for sure there’s no reason to eat around the bush. I like her. A lot. I do. The end.

Okay, let’s play a little game. If I say a thing about you, I would like you to respond in the mindset of Raylyn. What she would have responded to this word if I asked her the same thing regarding you. Got it?

Yeah, I think so.

Okay, here we go. First word: food?

Frozen dinners from Harold’s.

Ha ha ha, okay, this is great. You got it. Let’s keep on going. Next one: home?

Where your loved ones are.

Family?

Wife and children.

Work?

Something necessary that needs to be done to get the household to run.

Love?

Raylyn.

Aww, that was so sweet. Alright, next one. Kiss?

Deep and warm. Tongue.

Oh, I like it. Let’s follow down that path.Bedroom?

Bed.

Bed?

Um, you’re tricking me in the direction you want it to go here…

Maybe, but again. Bed?

Alright. Naked.

Sex?

Dirty.

Women?

Soft and smooth.

Marriage?

Lifelong

Still keeping your hopes up on that, are you?

Sure am.

Okay, just two more, then I’ll let you go. Toys?

Pleasure.

Oh, goodness, um… I think I’m blushing now.

Ha, perhaps we turned this conversation around?

Maybe. Alright, last one. Raylyn?

All of my answers combined.

Ah, you just melted me on the spot with that answer…. Thanks for your time. It was great having you.

My pleasure, you take care.