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Be A Man	By : cowgirl65 Category: 1 through F > The Big Valley Views: 3052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jarrod felt a glow of satisfaction as his client shook his hand heartily before leaving the courtroom. The civil suit was the first case Harkins had let him handle all on his own and having the judge decide in his client’s favour was a big boost to the fledgling attorney’s ego.

“Well-played, Barkley.” Jarrod looked up at the laughing hazel eyes and cocky grin. “But next time I’ll be ready for you.”

Jarrod chuckled as he gathered up his papers. “If I were you, Brett, I’d just advise your client to give up gracefully when you see my name opposite yours on the docket.”

“I was thinking I could buy you a drink to celebrate,” Brett Skyler suggested slyly. “Maybe if I get you drunk enough, you’ll share the secrets of your success with me.”

Jarrod thought for a moment. He did have to be at the docks early, but the occasional late night never hurt. Besides, trading strategies and tricks with another law student would only be beneficial to both of them. “Sounds good. Where?”

Brett named a not-too shabby place near the warehouse district and Jarrod readily agreed. He stopped by the law office to drop off the papers and change out of his courtroom suit before he went to meet Brett.

The sandy-haired young man had grabbed a table in the middle of the room. He signalled the bartender to bring another glass when he spotted Jarrod. “I ordered us some food, too,” he said as Jarrod sat down. He filled the glass when it was placed in front of Jarrod. “So what do we drink to?”

Jarrod picked up the glass and watched the amber liquid swirl around. “How about to law and justice for starters?”

“Law and justice.” The two young men drank and debated cases and precedents all through dinner. Lingering over the cigars Brett produced from his pocket, Brett flashed Jarrod a grin.

“Hey, Jarrod, have you seen how those gals have been checking us out?”

Jarrod turned in the direction Brett indicated. A couple young women sporting the short skirts and low necklines of working girls were looking their way. The brunette, who appeared to be the older of the two, gave them a frankly provocative appraisal while the blonde glanced down at her hands. Jarrod turned back to see Brett give the girls a brazen wink.

“Brett…” he cautioned, but Brett just gave him another rakish grin.

“Ah, don’t worry, Jarrod, I’ve got it covered.” He took out his billfold and tossed some money on the table before taking out a few more bills and tucking them into the girls’ décolletage when they came over. He stood and took the arm of the brunette. “Take care of my friend,” he told the blonde and Jarrod heard the brunette giggle when Brett pinched her ample derriere as they made their way across the room and up the stairs.

“My room’s upstairs, too,” the blonde said in a soft voice.

Jarrod wasn’t sure what to do. After his one night with Jack, he realized exactly how powerful sex could be with two people who desired each other and he really didn’t desire the pretty girl in front of him. But he also didn’t know how to decline the offer gracefully, so he got to his feet and followed her up the stairs. Up in her room, without the smoky haze from the bar below, Jarrod got a better look at his companion. She couldn’t have been more than fifteen, he realized. He also saw the trembling of her lip and a tear growing in her eye.

“Hey, now,” he said and took her hand gently, “I’m not going to hurt you.”

She sniffed and wiped away the wetness on her cheek. “I’m sorry, this isn’t what you paid for.” She started to unbutton her dress and Jarrod stopped her.

“You don’t have to do that.” He didn’t really want to bed any woman, much less one who didn’t appear to want it either. He caught the flash of fear on her face. “I mean, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he amended. He sat on the edge of the bed. “If you don’t want to do this, why are you here?”

She hesitantly sat beside him. “I don’t have anywhere else to go or anything else to sell,” she said quietly. “My mama died and my pa’s new wife didn’t want me hanging around, so I thought it best if I tried to make my own way.”

Jarrod’s heart went out to her. He understood what it felt like to have to leave home and he thought about the other women he’d met in saloons. He hadn’t really realized that they might not be there because they wanted that life, but because they didn’t think they had any other choice. Jarrod wondered what he would have done if he didn’t have the ability to earn his way with physical labour and shuddered as the thought came to him that there might be places like this that catered to men with a taste for others of their own sex. “I wish I could do something,” he said.

She smiled. “Thanks, that’s sweet of you, but I’ll get by. Pete, who owns this place, says he doesn’t tolerate his customers getting rough with the girls so it’ll be okay.”

Jarrod reached into his pocket and pulled out the half-eagle he had there. He figured she needed it more than he did. “Here. I’ve had help so I could follow my dream. Maybe this can help you follow yours.” He put the coin into the surprised girl’s hand and stood up. “Well, I should get going.”

“Wait.” She stopped him with a hand on his arm. “You’ve been real kind and I…” She trailed off hesitantly. “I’ve never been with a man before,” she said in a shaky voice, “and I believe you, that you won’t hurt me. At least, not any more than’s necessary.”

Jarrod swallowed nervously, a bit stunned that the girl in front of him was asking him to take her virginity.

“Please,” she begged softly and Jarrod found he couldn’t deny the pleading in her eyes. Even though he wasn’t really attracted to her in that way, he felt his young flesh start to rise in spite of himself.

“If you really want me to…” She nodded and Jarrod led her back to the bed. He kissed her gently before slowly removing his clothes. He saw her do the same out of the corner of his eye and sighed inwardly as the glimpse of pert young breasts did nothing to fuel his desire. Maybe my father is right,he thought miserably, maybe I’m not enough of a man. He made sure to stroke himself to strengthen his erection as he moved over top of her. I’m sure Father would be done with her already, he suddenly thought in disgust. Is that really what he thinks a man should be?

Jarrod looked down at the girl he was about to make into a woman. “Are you sure?” She nodded, but Jarrod saw another tear roll down her cheek. “If you don’t want this, if you want me to stop…” She shook her head and Jarrod entered her as gently as he could. He concentrated on her face as he moved inside her. He wasn’t in this for himself, even though he could feel his arousal mounting. Being her first time, he might not be able to bring her to her peak, but he’d do everything he could to make sure she enjoyed it. But her eyes suddenly grew wide and Jarrod felt her muscles clench around him as she gasped aloud. He gave a few more thrusts, the urgency of youth overcoming the lack of desire as his seed shot out in a burst of physical gratification. He kissed her softly before moving off.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “That was a lot more enjoyable than I was led to believe.”

Jarrod pulled her close. “Don’t feel trapped by this life if it isn’t what you want,” he told her. “There are always other options, believe me.” She gave a small smile before nestling her head onto his shoulder. After a few minutes, they both retrieved their clothes. She went back downstairs and Jarrod was halfway to his apartment before he realized he never even knew her name.
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