The Encounter
                            by Jennanne

     It was a typical afternoon after a long hard day of high school
when Sheryl opened the door for her boyfriend and led him inside the
house to her room.  On the way, David, her boyfriend let out a huge
Ah-CHOO!!!
     "God bless you," Sheryl said.
     "I think I'm coming down with a bad cold," he sniffled.
     "That's too bad," she replied, but secretly was beginning to get
excited, both physically and mentally.  As she closed the door to her
bedroom, she lay down on the bed with David, hoping he would talk more
about his upcoming cold.
     Sheryl didn't have to wait long; a few minutes later, David let out
two huge sneezes in a row...Ah-ah-AH-CHOO...Ah-ah-AH-CHOOOOOO!!!  He
immediately jumped up and asked where he could find some tissues,
while proceeding to cover his nose with both hands.
     "I'll get them," Sheryl replied as she hopped up, grabbed a box of
Kleenex from the bathroom and ran back to her bedroom, where David
was desperately trying to sniffle back his runny, wet nose.  "Here you
go," she said as she handed him a couple tissues from the box and he
took them gratefully and blew his nose hard.  He then took another
tissue, blew again, another, and finally one more, which he stuffed in his
pocket for later, she guessed.
     "Sheryl, I think I better go home - I really don't want to give you
my cold and I'm afraid that it's a lot worse than I thought."
     Sheryl, though sorry David was suffering, desperately wanted
David to stay so she could watch him sneeze, sniffle and blow his nose
some more.  "I'm not concerned about catching your cold, David.  Why
don't you stay for a little while more?  We'll watch a movie or something
and you can just lay on my bed and rest."
     David hesitantly agreed, though sniffling all the way and he got
comfortable on the bed while Sheryl selected a movie and popped it into
the VCR.  Not a minute later, David jumped up, retrieved the Kleenex box
from across the room, and placed it between him and Sheryl on the bed,
frequenly grabbing them to catch his dripping nose with.  A few minutes
later, Sheryl noticed David's head beginning to sway in the typical
motion of a huge sneeze.  Sure enough, he exploded in a large sneeze a
minute later...AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH-CHHOOOOO.  He fumbled around
quickly for a tissue, which Sheryl quickly supplied him with.  He then
covered his nose with it and sneezed two more time, the second one
drenching the Kleenex.  Ahh-Choo...AHHH-CHOOO!!!
     "Bless you,"  Sheryl replied again, feeling sorry for him, but
enjoying it nonetheless.
     "Sheryl, I really think that I should leave now.  I would feel awful
if I got you sick and I want to get home and get right to bed.  I'm sorry,
but I'll gi-ah....ah....aH..AH...give...ah-CHOO!!!!...give you a call later."
     Sheryl agreed that it was probably better he go home and get some
rest and told him she hoped he felt better.  As she watched him walk out
to his car, she heard him sneeze three more times on the way.  Sheryl
then walked back to her  room and sat on the bed, recalling watching
David sneeze all those times.  She closed her eyes, lay back and began
stroking herself gently, picturing David sneezing over and over....wet,
dripping, drenched, tissue-filling sneezes....Sheryl rubbed herself
harder and harder until finally she came, and opened her eyes,
completely out of breath.  "Well, David," she thought, "Even though you
might not enjoying having your cold, at least I'm getting pleasure out of
it!"