Resurrection! Ch. 02

She looked over the story, and the obits and birth announcements. The first thing she said, was, "I never drive when it is raining out. I am afraid to!"

The story had college graduation pictures of the three victims, and although they didn't look exactly like us, the similarities were spine tingling!

"Oh, my God! The girl who caused the accident looks like me!" Julie said. "Her name was Amanda though."

I told her, "When Sarah and I first met she called me Michael and I called her Claire. Now look at the names of the married couple."

"Michael and Claire! Stevenson!" she said. "Oh, my God! David I am so scared! Does this mean I-I k-killed you and um Sarah uh, Claire? Oh David!"

"Julie you did not hurt anyone!" I said to her, looking into her eyes.

"You were born twenty-one years ago, and your name is Julie, not Amanda! We are not these people, but it might be evidence that there is a power at work that gives people who die too young ... another bite of the apple!" I waited for that to sink in and added,

"I am not Michael, I am David! David Michael Hayes to be exact. I am twenty-one, and I have never been married. The fact that Sarah is the twin-image of this Claire person, does not make her my wife, and we are not necessarily preordained to be together."

"Oh my God David!" is all Julie could say trying to get her analytical mind around all of this.

Diane added, "David, this is all way beyond weird!"

I smiled at her and nodded, and said, mostly to Julie and Sarah,

"We need to sit down with my minister, Dr. Simpkins. He knows all about our concerns and can give some professional guidance on how to deal with this."

Diane said, "Well my little darlings, how about I take you all out to lunch, my treat."

We all agreed, and went out to lunch to discuss what all this means. One of the most obvious questions in light of my relationships with Sarah and Julie was asked by Diane,

"Well, David! Which one are you going to pick. Does this mean that you, reincarnated from Michael, are fated to marry Sarah, reincarnated from Claire? And where does Julie, reincarnated from Amanda fit in since you two are dating?"

All three girls looked intently at me, as if for some definitive answer. Was I was expected to make a choice right here between the three of them, including Diane, since we also dated once? I said,

"Any of you guys have a sister?" They all laughed, and then I tried for a better answer,

"Seriously, this is a question to be answered in the course of time. Things will sort their way out eventually and naturally. It is more important for us to concentrate on our individual feelings about all of this information, and decide how we will each deal with it."

After lunch, Diane went back to work after a warm hug and kiss for me and sisterly hugs from the girls. Julie. Sarah and I met back at Sarah's apartment to discuss what to do, if anything, about this information. We spread all of our information from the newspapers out on Sarah's dining room table. Sarah said,

"Look here where it says that Claire and Amanda were killed instantly, but Michael had his chest crushed against the steering wheel. He was admitted to the hospital, but died sometime after the girls. That might explain why David is younger by a couple of hours than Julie and me.

"It might also explain why you had that horrific vision after you were hit in the chest by that baseball and after you looked up at me! We are definitely connected to this accident, and to these people!" She said.

We decided to go around the table to take an inventory of our current individual feelings about this. Sarah continued,

"Well, I for one, would like to know more about these people, we are allegedly reincarnated from. Look here; Claire was an engineer—I am an engineering student set to graduate next year. Michael was an editor for that publisher downtown—David is an English major hoping to be a writer or and editor. Who were these people, and what other attributes do we have in common? What did they think about things, you know?" Julie and I agreed and Julie added,

"I too, would like to know exactly what happened on that rainy night, since I am assumed to have been reincarnated from a girl who created a horrific accident. Who was she? Was she frightened by something, or forced off into the opposing lane? Did she fall asleep at the wheel? And most importantly, do I need to feel guilty for anything?" She looked at me and added,

"I understand what you said about that last one, and thank you for your good thoughts, but someone caused this accident and it looks like it was Amanda—my predecessor." She pointed to the story and continued, "Look, Amanda had a little blue sedan ... I have a little blue sedan! This is all scaring me, guys!"

After a silence, trying to process all of this, Sarah asks in a soft deliberate voice,

"David, do you have any questions about Michael?"

"Yeah, I have the same kinds of questions as you guys do. I would like to know more about both Michael and Claire; what attracted them, were they happy, that kind of thing. Also, I would like to know why Michael and I chose the same path in college and in life."

I looked at Sarah, and added, "Does this mean I am—or should be attracted to tall slender blondes just because Michael was? Sounds a little like predestination to me! Do we have any choices here?" the girls though about this, and Julie said,

"Perhaps we need an outside view, and talk to David's minister, Dr. ... 'Something-kins'!"

"Simpkins, Dr. Charles Simpkins. And you are right, I'll call him now."

I made the call out of earshot of the girls, and explained what we had and if he would like to help us sort it out. I took the initiative to invite him here, since the girls and I will be here ... overnight if needed. He agreed, and promised to be here within the hour. I informed the girls.

Sarah asked if anyone wanted a little wine, and we did, so she opened a bottle of California Chardonnay. She also put together some snacks, waiting for Dr. Simpkins. The Doc arrived a little later and I made the intros. Each of us reiterated our concerns to catch him up. He examined the documents, asked a couple of questions, and looked at each of us in turn and said,

"The first thing for you all to remember is that you are not these people! Any similarities are purely coincidental, meaning that, you David are not predestined to marry Sarah here, as lovely as she is. And you Julie are not guilty of causing any kind of horrific accident in the dead of night in a severe storm." He looked from one to the other of us to make sure we understood. Then he continued,

"You were each in the process of living your lives before any of this arose, so my advice is to continue following your own paths without reference to anyone else, living or dead. Girls, I would encourage you to seek whatever spiritual help you need from your own sources, or I will leave my contact information for either help or a referral." He continued,

"As to the idea of reincarnation, there are things that happen in this world that are simply unexplained. All sorts of conspiracy theories abound, and they are based on stories like yours, which seem to give them credibility. But there seem to be more questions than answers in all of this. Again, my advice for what it is worth, is to live your lives and be as happy as you are able. Let these unfortunate people rest in peace." He picked up a picture of the accident scene, examined it, and mused,

"I knew about these people—at least a little. This was twenty-one years ago, and I was a newly ordained minister clutching a PhD with the ink still wet on it. I assisted Reverend Hampson with the services for Michael and Claire. Services for Amanda Jones were handled very privately by her family. I real tragedy for three nice young people."

Sarah expressed her thanks for his thoughts, and extended an invitation to stay for dinner if he wished. He declined due to another engagement. He shook my hand, and received fatherly hugs from the girls. Before he left, he pulled me aside and said,

"David, call me at any time if you need something. Best of luck to all you kids!"

"Thanks Doc, I will!"

After he left, the three of us just sat and looked at each other. It was a very palpably heavy silence. Sarah broke it by saying,

"More wine, anyone?"

Julie and I laughed, thankful for some release from a weighty moment, and accepted her offer. She got up and filled our glasses. She took all of the papers, pulled them together, and slid them into a folder asking rhetorically,

"How about some music, darlings!" Then without waiting for a response, she put some very pleasant music on and we adjourned to the living room, I sat on the couch, Julie in the upholstered chair, and Sarah joined me on the couch. We actually started to relax a little,

We each talked a little about our individual programs and ambitions, and even a little about our families and childhoods. We were becoming a cohesive triumvirate of friends without any reference to who is dating whom, or will be in the future. I watched as Julie and Sarah started to become girlfriends, each finding more to like about the other.

They were getting along so well, that I took my wine, and walked out on Sarah's deck, overlooking an undeveloped area behind her building. There was a cardinal pair flitting from spot to spot among the brush. She was pretty, dressed in her brownish-grey, trimmed in muted reds, and he, brilliantly red and feathers made more glorious, caught by the afternoon Sun. Where he led, she followed as she gathered a berry for her husband; as perfect a symbiotic couple as nature as created.

After a while, Sarah appeared beside me and wrapped her arms around one of mine. Julie had excused herself to the bathroom. We talked quietly, and I was developing a great affection for this pretty and smart little blonde. Julie came out to join us a few minutes later, sliding seamlessly into our conversation taking my other arm.

We talked about dinner, and Sarah offered to make something for the three of us, but Julie said tugging on my arm,

"Let's get out of here for a while. It is still light out, so why don't we have a picnic down by the lake?"

"That sounds great!" said Sarah, "Julie and I can put together some sandwiches and things; David can you get another bottle of wine from the cupboard?"

The girls changed into bikini bathing suits with shorts over. Sarah had to borrow one of each to Julie, and I stayed in my jeans and knit shirt with boxer briefs under. We loaded Sarah's large picnic basket and some towels and blankets into my car and headed for the beach at the lake.

We found a great spot with a lot of sun for the girls, and some shade for me, they wanted to go swimming right away, which left me out since I didn't have a suit. Since the beach was nearly deserted, except for small groups of college aged kids here and there, the girls were frolicking in the water. I looked up from my towel and saw the girls laughing and holding their suit tops in their hands screaming at me to come in.

I decided, "What the hell!" and stripped off my shirt and jeans, and quickly ran into the water in only my navy blue knit boxer briefs. They covered me down to mid-thigh, but were still underwear. I was immediately attacked by slender arms and naked boobs. Sarah pulled me out into deeper water, chest deep on her, as Julie ran back to the beach to get some of the failing rays of the Sun on her tits.

Sarah had given Julie her top to bring back to shore with her, and as we stood in water that just barely covered her naked breasts, Sarah put her arms around me and kissed me. Then with a naughty smile she reached down, and soon was holding her bottoms in her hand over her head and she challenged me,

"Now you, honey!"

"Nuh uh Doll! I'm too shy."

"Liar! C'mon David, time to man-up!"

I rolled my eyes, as I reached down and pulled them off, and threw them toward the beach. They handed near Julie's towel, and I turned to the pretty blonde, and asked,

"What next blondie?"

Without answering, she moved closer to me into a mutual embrace and we kissed sweetly, I could feel the water moving through my legs and around my junk, and it felt so good as my balls tightened up a bit. I felt myself stiffen, and Sarah was nice enough to open her stance a little to give me a place for it to grow into. I slid my hands over her naked buns under the water, pulling her in as I pushed my cock in between her thighs.

We stood like that for a while and she softly said,

"David, you feel so good between my legs ... but don't let it go inside anywhere, okay sweetie?"

"Mmm, this is nice ... just like this!" I said as I sawed my member in and out between her thighs and across her nether-lips as we continued to kiss with increasing passion. Then we heard a voice from the beach as Julie said,

"I hope there is no unsafe sex going on out there!" the giggled and continued, "Without me!" Sarah broke our kiss and waived to her,

"Why don't you come out here and find out for yourself darling!"

Julie stood, wiggled out of her bottoms, and sprinted into the water. I watched this slender dark-haired beauty collided with the surf, and soon her naked form was pressed up against my back.

"See? No sex ... not really!" Sarah said as she broke contact with me to embrace her new girlfriend.

The girls kissed, as they celebrated their nudity by sliding their hands down over each other asses and rubbed their breasts together. I was so hard, I really wanted to take them both, right there in the water; first one, then the other. Sarah must have sensed my problem and said, still in a close embrace with Julie,

"Uhhh, baby! Which one of us do you want first!" then the girls both broke into rivulets of giggles."

If she was going to tease me, I was going to tease back, and moved in behind Julie, slid my cock into her butt cheeks between her inner thighs and said,

"I think I'll take this dark-hued beauty right here!"

"David!" Julie screamed. Then she laughed and said, "Well okay, go ahead darling! Let me have it!" as she pushed her ass into me.

We all broke into laughter, all of us knowing that I wasn't going to do such a thing in public, or to these girls at the current state of your relationships. So I just wiggled it against Julie's pussy lips, and withdrew.

"Aw, chicken!" she complained with a girlish giggle.

We played, and splashed, and I lifted each girl up out of the water and threw them back into the waves, as they disappeared momentarily below the surface. Then after the fooling around and horse-play died down, we were standing together in a tripartite embrace and we all realized that with other people starting to move into our area of the beach, we faced the problem of getting back to our towels and our clothes. Sarah said to me,

"You're the man David, so you go first!"

"Nuh uh, blondie! Skinny-dipping was your idea!"

"Wimp!" the girls said loudly and both at the same time to me.

"Alright, you want it you've got it!" I said as I strode slowly out of the water and onto the beach. I gave a short military salute to two couples of college kids watching me with amused fascination. The girls were absolutely apoplectic, laughing heartily at my antics. And they took each other 's hand and strode out themselves, waving to the two boys with their dates settling in near us. They were laughing and waved back.

We stood, naked and proud, toweling each other off, and taking our time getting into our clothes. The girls both looked at my softening package and giggled, but mostly from embarrassment since I don't exactly have anything to be embarrassed about in that department! I stepped into my jeans and the girls into their shorts and a couple of tops Sarah brought for them.

We were getting out our food, and Sarah invited the other two couples to join us. They accepted and we pooled all of our food, wine and beer. I made a small fire in the pit near our location from some scraps of wood left behind.

We introduced ourselves all around, and we began to migrate mixing in with them. A handsome bronzed beach-boy type settled next to Sarah, and began chatting her up. Julie, being the odd girl out, started a conversation with the other couple. A pretty petite brunette with a doll-like face, sat next to me. she looked a little harder at me and said,

"I know you! You are on our baseball team! You took a line-drive to the chest!" She reached over to lightly touch the fading bruise still visible in the middle of my chest, "Does it hurt, David?"

"Oh yes, it hurts terribly, but it is starting to feel much better now!" I teased her, referring to her continuing to rub her fingers on my still naked chest. She giggled and moved in to whisper,

"I'll bet I could make it feel a whole lot better, if you gave me a chance, handsome!"

I reached over and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, as I whispered to her, "That's a sweet offer Karen, but I have two girlfriends right now. If I decide to add another, I'll let you know."

"David, you're teasing!" she said as she moved her tiny hand to other areas of my chest, letting her fingers play with the little tufts of chest hair. She ended by smoothing her little hand over my skin, and looking into my eyes.

I noticed that the beach-boy was watching us intently, since he didn't seem to be making much progress with Sarah. He was obviously here with Karen. Then I saw Sarah give me a sweet smile, and I excused myself from the pretty brunette. I started to move off by myself, behind her. She excused herself from the beach-boy, and joined me. We walked a little away from the crowd, and she took my hand in hers.

When we were about thirty yards away from the group, she slid her arm up around my neck, and pushed her soft lips into mine and kissed me long, and sweetly. We broke our kiss, and just stood looking into each other's eyes. Hers were like two light blue diamond's sparkling in the fading sunlight. We didn't say a word ... we didn't have to.

I could see her eyes starting to tear up, and she quickly hid her face in my shoulder so I wouldn't see her tears. I took her head gently in my hands and looked at her.

"Sarah, don't ever hide your emotions from me."

"Alright David, I won't ... not to you!"

She kissed me again, and I could feel her tears on my cheek. We both felt our true feelings for each other, and those feelings fell on us very heavily.

I took her by the shoulders, painted her face with my eyes, and said,

"Let's stick together for a while, Sarah! And see what happens."

"O-Okay, David!"

We walked back to the group, and situated ourselves just a little apart, smiling at the others, but not saying anything that might spoil the mood. Our smart little bean-counter Julie took one look at us, and knew what was happening between Sarah and me. In fact, she probably understood more about it than we did ourselves!

We all decided to dance a little in the sand to the music of a portable tape player. The pretty brunette, Karen approached me, and I looked over at Sarah, who smiled and nodded her approval. Karen and I danced close, and she surprised me by tiptoeing up and kissing me. I tried to hold her off a little, as Julie broke from her dance with the beach boy to break in on Karen.

"This is nice here isn't it David?"

"Yeah, I like this beach, and in the twilight, it looks more ... mysterious!" I answered.

"David, I want you to dance with Sarah. I see how you two are together, and I just want you to know that it is alright with me. Perhaps there is something to predestination after all!" I smiled down into her pretty face,

"Julie, you are an amazing girl. I have no ideas about Sarah, really, but I have to say that I am drawn to her, and I don't know why."