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This is an unauthorized continuation of Jeremy Chandler’s, “My Summer in Pantyhose,” last added to by Jeremy 04/07/2023. The story line and characters belong to Jeremy Chandler and are used without express permission. What follows is intended as fan fiction with the greatest of admiration for Jeremy and appreciation for the original work.

  Wednesday Julie managed to catch Aaron at lunch.

   “Hi,” she said, as she sat in the chair at his table. “Missed you yesterday.”

  “Yeah, we hit a mid-day rush and I didn’t get lunch until one.”

  “Well, I guess I’ll survive.” Julie put on a fake pout.

  “How about I give you some good news? Do you think that might make it easier?”

  “I’m always up for good news.”

  “I talked to Tyler about doubling with us this Saturday for a matinee. He was a bit reluctant. He accused me of thinking he was desperate because his old girlfriend moved to California to establish residency so she could qualify for in state tuition to UCLA. I had to tell him that I needed him to do it as a favor, to keep my girlfriend happy. After he agreed, I told him about Samantha’s age and how her mother was hesitant to let her date a college student.

  “That was almost a mistake. Twenty minutes later, I convinced him that Samantha was a very mature seventeen and I reminded him that when he was a junior, he dated a freshman. So what it amounts to is, he’s up for one date, but provided that I was accurate in what I told him, he might consider more dates. I bribed him, telling him that the whole date would be on me, if he’d agree to meet Samantha’s mom to help persuade her that Samantha would be in good hands.”

  “I see why you can keep coming back to work in the shoe store. You’re some salesman.”

  Aaron laughed.

  “Well it was quite a sales pitch.”

  “Let’s hope that Samantha lives up to the hype. Our dating arrangement has been modified to say double dates with Samantha or Jamie and Tabitha.”

  Samantha’s mother was surprised to have someone at the door at five thirty on a Friday. She had just gotten home and knew that Samantha wasn’t due for another hour. This time of day was generally time for her to wind down from a stressful week.

  “Hello? Can I help you?” she said to the young man at her door. He looked to be eighteen or nineteen.

  “Hi, my name is Tyler Grossman. My cousin, Aaron dates your daughter’s friend Julie.”

  “You’re Aaron’s cousin?”

  “Yes, ma’am. Aaron asked me to be a date for his girlfriend’s friend, your daughter. It seems that they are very close and Julie’s relationship with Aaron is cutting their time to visit or do whatever it is the girls do with their best friend.”

  “Samantha isn’t here right now.”

  “I was hoping she wouldn’t be. I think it’s important that you see me alone.”

  “Samantha and Julie have been joined at the hip for about six years now. And Samantha is showing signs of Julie withdrawal. But what brings you here?”

  “Aaron told me that Julie’s mother has some reservations about her daughter dating a college student and he thought that you may have some of the same concerns, since I’m going to be a freshman at City U come September.”

  “Yes, I do have similar concerns. So, you’re here to relieve those concerns?”

  “If I can. I’ll be glad to answer any questions you have. I can give you contact information for responsible adults who would vouch for me. I’d be happy to put you in touch with my parents. Anything that will put your mind at ease.”

  Samantha’s mother began laughing.

  “I’m sorry. I’m sure you are serious. But don’t you think that it’s a little unusual for a prospective date to give a girl’s parents opportunity to do a background check? Though I’m sure that many parents would like to do so.”

  “Yes ma’am, it is unusual. But it’s important to Aaron that he spends some time with Julie and he tells me that her mother and you have decided that the only way that can happen only if it’s a double date with me.”

  “I suppose that I might feel a little better about this dating thing if I got to know you a little. Come on in. how much time do you have?”

  “That’s pretty much open-ended. I don’t know what time you expect Samantha, but I suppose that I should be gone before she gets here; it’s supposed to be a blind date.”

  “Sit down and make yourself comfortable. Can I get you something to drink? Coffee, iced tea or a soda?”

  “No thank you ma’am, I’m fine; no need for you to go to any trouble.”

  “I was just about to get myself a glass of green tea. You’re sure you don’t want any? It won’t be any trouble.”

  “If you’re getting some for yourself, I do like green tea.”

  “OK,” she said as she handed Tyler his tea and sat down, “shall we begin the third degree? Do you really want to date my daughter or is there some underlying reason beyond that?”

  “What Aaron has told me about Samantha is enough to make me want at least one date with her. But in truth, I do owe Aaron a favor. I managed to ace the finals in my science class and the teacher insisted that I must have obtained a copy of his master somehow and simply memorized the correct answers in order. He claimed that he had designed the test to such a level of difficulty that no one in the class could be able to ace it. He was going to flunk me for cheating.

  “Aaron knew that my personal integrity wouldn’t allow me to cheat. So he asked for all my paper work for that class which included every test and quiz that the teacher had given. There was a lot. It took him three days, but he correlated the tests and quizzes against the final and found that through the year, the teacher had included each question in the final in one of the previous tests and the in each instance, I had gotten the correct answer.

  “Aaron first took the results to my counselor. Having convinced him, they went to the teacher and showed him the evidence. The teacher had no recourse but to give me an A and apologize. Without Aaron, I’d have never been able to put that together and I’d have had to take the course over to graduate.”

  “You and Aaron must be close for him to go to that much trouble for you.”

  “We’ve hung out together since middle school. We’re not just cousins, we’re friends too. Though, we don’t see much of each other except for Sunday afternoon after church.”

  “You get together every Sunday?”

  “We go to the same church. Our parents and our grandparents go there as well.”

  “Three generations in the same church. That’s impressive.

  “What are you guys planning to do for the date?”

  “We’ll keep it simple. Lunch at the mall and then take in a matinee.”

  “Assuming the two of you hit it off; are looking for an exclusive relationship or will you date others?”

  “I’ve never been one to play the field. Except maybe when I’m between girlfriends. Then each date is like an interview. When I find a girl that I want to ask for a second date and she accepts, I don’t date anyone else until we decide that the relationship isn’t going anywhere.”

  How many girlfriends have you had?”

  “Four, if you count my middle school girl friend. Our dates were noon time dances the school put on when the weather was bad. I only danced with her.”

  “Four years of high school and three girlfriends.”

  “Yes ma’am. None my freshman year. My sophomore year, my first girlfriend didn’t seem to get the exclusive date idea after a couple of attempts to get her to commit, I just never asked her out again and she never seemed to notice. Later that year I found a girl who did the exclusive thing and we dated all the way through the next summer when her family moved away.

  “It took nearly to Christmas to find another girlfriend. We dated until the end of our senior year. She wanted to go to UCLA and moved to California to live with her grandmother and establish residency there so she could get the in-state tuition.”

  “So you never had a bad breakup.”

  “No ma’am.”

  “OK, now, about those references.”

  Tyler reached into his jacket pocket and brought out a type written list.

  “I was going to say I’ll only need your parents phone number and then only if you’re still living with them.”

  “Oh,” he said, “they’re the first on the list,” and handed her the paper.

  She looked at the list and saw that there was a reverend second on the list.

  “Samantha will be home in about fifteen minutes. If we want to keep our meeting a secret, you’d better be on your way.”