Janice and I then go back to the motel and talk a bit more. Two things then become certain to me. Janice is basically dead flat broke and she's shocked to see that the anonymous little nerd kid who lived on the wrong side of Creektown has grown into a muscular six-foot three-inch tall stud.

Since Janice wants to pay her share of the motel room with pussy, I, gracious host that I am, agree immediately. Janice begins to strip for me and I see that Janice didn't get divorced because she let the condition of her body go. I also quickly determine that Janice didn't get divorced from her husband due to the fact that she's a lame lay!

I think the fact that I'm still somewhat in awe of high school Janice saves me here. I mount Janice and, instead of coming in 15 seconds like the green kid that I am, I instead get deep into Janice and take my time. I think that she's expecting the quick fuck thing but instead I get her heated up very nicely. We each use the other to the maximum and the total effect is very sensuous. Janice starts the fuck in complete control and she probably intends to just get me off quickly in order to pay her room bill. However, when we get into the fuck, it's Jason who's in control and Janice who's apparently getting the fuck of her life.

As things continue, Janice begins to softly moan, "Fuck me hard!"

I'm doing just that and I continue to do it, as Janice begins to show real signs of movement under me. Instead of bringing me off, Janice is the one who gets really excited and she climaxes with a sexy little moan. I don't come when Janice climaxes and I also don't stop. I continue to stroke deep into Janice and she pretty much loses control. I can then hear her moan and climax with each stroke. It's the most exciting fuck of my young life and when I finally shoot my cum into the condom Janice insisted on, Janice basically passes out.

I roll off Janice and we lie together as I reflect on that fact that the fuck has been even better than what I dreamed of back when Janice was hot high school stuff and I was just a nerdy little Creektown kid.

I'm deep in post coital reverie when the damn phone rings. It's Flo. Flo is, like Janice, a Creektown girl and was one of the top girls in the same high school as Janice, back when. Flo is a little harder edged than Janice and has apparently made out better financially than Janice. However, Flo is also divorced and she does seem concerned about the water rights money.

Flo tells me, "I have heard that the Creektown water rights are worth quite a bit of money. I can always use more money. I'm trying to find out exactly what the situation is."

I lecture Flo, "I got estimates of the value of the Creektown water rights and I found that the value could be as much as a million dollars per lot. What I'm gonna try to do is to contact as many people as I can and try to get all of the owners to put up a united front. I think that's where the most money is for the Creektown people."

Flo tells me, "There are at least a few of the old Creektown crew back in the area, what with the scent of big money in the air."

"I have met Janice and she's back in Creektown and dating some guy. Janice, you and I are the only Creektown people that I specifically know of. However, Linda down at the big restaurant on the highway, the place where we used to stop after high school football games, has agreed to watch for Creektown people."

Flo tells me, "I think that I saw another Creektown girl, but I'm not sure. I couldn't really identify her. If I do find anyone, I'll let them know that we're trying to put up a united front. However, let me ask you, are you sure that we have the money coming?"

"I got a letter from some shyster lawyer offering me a shiny new quarter for my water rights. I then did some research and found out that that the towns on either side of Creektown had been and are still illegally using the water that's owned by the owners of the Creektown properties. The Creektown water rights had been gained in a long court fight many, many years before, even before the time we lived in Creektown. However, the towns using the water managed to just ignore the court decision for a time. Now, there will be a financial reckoning. I got estimates of the value of the Creektown water rights, based upon similar situations. I found that the value of the water rights could be as much as a million dollars per lot. I've done quite a bit of research and I'm confident of a dollar figure of around a million dollars per Creektown lot.

Flo tells me, "I like the sound of a million dollars per lot. I have been talking to people in Creektown, although there really isn't a Creektown anymore. Most of the people who still live here are elderly. I have the votes for five Creektown lots, including four of my elderly, former neighbors. However, are you sure that we have a winning court case?"

"I have Dudley McKee, the lawyer, on retainer. He thinks we have a winning court case. He's recently retired, but he's still a damn good lawyer and he also has quite a bit of political influence, all the way up to the Governor."

Flo asks, "How did you manage to get Dudley McKee on our side?"

"Well, there was this young kid who used to mow Dudley's lawn, run errands and take care of his place while he was on vacation."

Flo says, "And you were the kid!"

"The very same."

Flo asks me, "Have you managed to get any votes?"

"My parents had four lots. I also got the votes of four of my elderly, former neighbors. I kept in touch with them, via mail, while I was away at college."

Flo says, "Then, you have eight votes. I have five votes. Janice has a vote, maybe more. So, we have at least 14 votes."

"Yes, however, we need a minimum of 16 votes, two thirds of the 24 total votes, to be in control. So, we need at least two more votes. I suspect that we shouldn't have all that much trouble getting a few more votes, especially with Dudley McKee on our side."

Flo says, "We need to tie up as many votes as we can, as quickly as we can."

"Yes, that's true. Look, why don't we meet, for breakfast at the big restaurant on the highway, you know, the one that Vivien used to run?"

Flo laughs and says, "You mean the restaurant that we used to stop at after our high school team won a game? How could I forget? You say that Vivien used to run the place?"

"Yeah, Vivien retired, as of last year. However, her daughter Linda runs the place now and it's still pretty much the way it was back when Vivien used to run it. Do you remember Linda?"

Flo says, "Yeah. However, I didn't know that she was Vivien's daughter for the longest time. I wonder if she'll still remember us."

"Well, Linda still remembered me and I was pretty anonymous back then. Oh, as I said she promised to spread the word about the water rights thing, if any of the Creektown people came in."

Flo says, "That sounds good. When do you want to meet?"

"Well, I would like to meet as soon as we can manage. However, I got into the early riser habit at college because I always seemed to wind up with early morning classes. So, why don't you make it easy on yourself?"

Flo says, "Well, I'll try to bring some of the elderly people who own lots here. Most of them tend to be early risers, however, we don't want to rush people. What say we try nine in the morning tomorrow?"

"Nine in the morning it is. It'll be good to see you again and maybe some of the other kids from back in our high school days."

As soon as I hang up with Flo, I get a call from Wendy, yet another Creektown girl. She has her lot and the vote for her next door neighbor's lot.