Now watching Lisa's bare feet, he sees the cat come in and rub against her legs.

FADE

(FLASHBACK) INT. YOUNG TERRY'S CAR - NIGHT

Terry and Cortney laugh together.  Then they pause.

TERRY

"If she slight me, when I woo,/ I can scorn and let her go"...

Cortney frowns and pulls away.

TERRY

I'm sorry... I didn't mean it.

CORTNEY

(scowling)

Good grief, Terry, you're such a mope.

Suddenly Cortney's face lights up. 

CORTNEY

Why don't you find somewhere to park?

TERRY

You mean here?

CORTNEY

Yeah, here, why not?

TERRY

I dunno, Cortney, I guess cause...

CORTNEY

(with a devilish look)
'Cause I got something you might like.

Terry turns toward her, frowning.  Cortney pulls an Altoids tin from her purse and opens it, and shows him the contents.  The tin holds several generous joints and some strike anywhere matches.  Terry's eyes light up.

TERRY

Wow, Where'd you get those?  I haven't seen any of that stuff since tenth grade.

CORTNEY

Omigod, Terry, where have you been keeping yourself, under some rock?

TERRY

Obviously!

CORTNEY

I'm sorry, Terry, you know what I mean.  Come on, let's pull over.  Look, up ahead.

She points ahead to a turnoff.  Terry pulls into the parking area.  A sign reads "NO PARKING AFTER SUNSET."

TERRY

Uh-oh.  We better go.

CORTNEY

Don't worry, nothing's going to happen.

TERRY

I dunno about this.  My old man would kill me if his car gets towed.

CORTNEY

Terry!  You're such a stick in the mud.  Come with me--I think I know a place we can go.

Cortney leans over and kisses Terry on the cheek, and slips the Altoid tin in his shirt pocket.  Then she gets out of the car and, illuminated by the headlights, gestures to Terry.

TERRY

Hey! Wait up!

Cortney dashes off toward a gap in the trees, and turns toward Terry.

CORTNEY

Yo, slowpoke!  Follow me!

Terry jogs after her.  Cortney pauses and takes his hand, and leads him into the woods.

Cortney skips and bounds down the path, laughing, while holding Terry's hand.  She reaches the bank and stops shortly, grabs his hand with both of hers and swings Terry toward the creek.  He stuttersteps toward the creek and regains his balance by pulling her toward him, until they are almost embracing, tottering at the bank.

Breaking away, Cortney shrieks with laughter and tiptoes out onto some rocks in the creek.  Once again she takes Terry's hand and leads him along.

They go maybe halfway across and find there are no more rocks within reach.

CORTNEY

Oh dear.  Well, I think there's a bridge somewhere.  Let's go back.

TERRY

(blocking her path)

No way, not now!

Terry scoops Cortney up in his arms, effortlessly, like he would lift a child.  Then, carrying her, he plunges into the water, almost up to his crotch.  Cortney kicks her legs up, slinging arcs of water, and squeals with delight, hugging him tightly around his neck.

They reach the other side, a sandy spot, sort of a nook defined by boulders and vegetation.  The moon illuminates the two figures. 

Terry sets her down gently.  Cortney, viewed from behind, keeps her arms around his neck, and Terry, somewhat gingerly, holds her, just touching lightly her on the shoulders.  She leans into him and kisses him, and backs away.

CORTNEY

Terry, I take back what I said about being a stick in the mud.  Do you forgive me?

TERRY

I guess so--I mean no--I mean I was sorta agreeing with you.

CORTNEY

Oh Terry!  You're too much.  Hey, fire up a number.  It'll help get your head out of your butt.

TERRY

Wow.  I really mean it, I haven't done any pot since I was 15.

CORTNEY

Oh come on.  I'm tellin' ya, this is some nice stuff.

TERRY

OK, no problem.  I can handle it.

Terry takes the tin from his pocket and removes a joint and a match.  He puts the joint in his mouth and strikes the match against the boulder, and lights up.  When he gets it going, he passes it to Cortney.

Cortney takes a dainty hit, with the sound of air hissing between her lips.  She smiles and passes it back.

Terry takes a long deep hit and holds it in.  His eyes are scrunched shut and his cheeks bulge.  Then he leans his head back and lets it out slowly, issuing a long stream of smoke.

TERRY

Wooo-oooohhh!

They pass the joint back and forth a few times, giggling.

TERRY

Oh man, that went straight to my head.

CORTNEY

Me too.  Feelin' a little better?

Terry does not reply.  He sets the roach on the boulder and faces her.  This time he initiates an embrace, and they kiss again.

Cortney pulls back a little and smartly pulls her t-shirt over her head, and drops it.  She shakes out her hair, and reaching back, unsnaps her bra, and lets it fall away.  She is still facing away, towards Terry, but her back is shapely and alluring.

TERRY

(shuddering ever so slightly)
You are so beautiful.

Cortney smiles and unbuttons his shirt.  Terry slips it off and sets it on the boulder.  His eyes are fixed on her as he picks up the roach and takes another hit.  They kiss again, languidly, completely absorbed in one another.

Terry and Cortney are kissing tenderly.  Cortney still faces away.  Terry's hands caress her back, and slowly move down the sides of her thighs.

CORTNEY

(breathlessly)

Oh, Terry!

Pulling back, but still in his arms, CORTNEY fumbles with the snap of her jeans for a moment, and they fall away.

TERRY

(whispers)

Oh my.

CORTNEY

Take me!

FADE

INT. LISA'S HOME - AFTERNOON

The music has stopped.  Lisa is rubbing Terry's back in long, slow strokes.  At the last stroke she pauses with her hands on his shoulders.

LISA

OK now.  How do you feel?

TERRY

(stirring)

Oh my.  I feel great.  Am I still in the same body?

LISA

(chuckling)

Oh yes, I'm quite sure of that.  But it seemed to me, you may have left it for a while.

Lisa steps away and wipes her hands on a towel.  Terry begins to rise.

LISA

No, don't get up yet.  Take a moment to relax.  

Terry settles back down.

LISA

I'd love to know where you went.

TERRY

I'd love to show you... sometime.  Hey, I better get going.  You have a gig tonight, right?

LISA

It's too late now.  I've been working on you for...

(glances at her watch)

nearly two hours.

TERRY

No way!

LISA

It took over an hour just to get you to loosen up.  I can't really do much good until your muscles release, you know.  Now you rest for a few more minutes before you get dressed.   

Lisa leaves the room.  Terry stares at the poster again.

CUT

INT. LISA'S KITCHEN - NIGHT

Lisa sets a pitcher of water and two glasses on the little table.  The cat is on the floor observing as Terry walks in.

LISA

Why don't you sit down?

TERRY

Sure, OK.

Terry sits in one of the two chairs.  Lisa pours water in the glasses.  Their eyes meet; Lisa smiles warmly at Terry.

LISA

It's really important to take fluids after a massage.  It takes a lot to flush the toxins, and you were so full of stress. 

Lisa hands Terry a glass and sits down at

his right side. 

TERRY

Thanks!

Terry bolts down the better part of the glass.  Lisa refills it.

LISA

Here, have some more.

TERRY

Wow, I had no idea how thirsty I was.

LISA

I'm not surprised, Terry.  You're functioning at the edge of dehydration...

Terry, sitting sideways to the table, with his feet stretched out to his left, glances at the cat.  Lisa notices and pauses, and then resumes.

LISA

... It leaves you vulnerable to injuries like this, Terry... don't you see...

The cat leaps into Terry's lap.  Lisa pauses again.  Without looking at the cat, Terry strokes its head and back.  The cat arches, and then snuggles contentedly in his lap.

LISA

... Terry...

Terry looks at her expectantly.  He continues to stroke the cat.

Lisa

...Terry... would you... would you like to... kiss me?

Terry's eyes lock on Lisa's; his lips part.  He stops stroking and kneads the neck of the cat with his thumb and forefinger.

TERRY

Yes... yes I would.

Lisa leans toward Terry, and then Terry leans towards her.  She places her hands on the sides of his face, and they kiss for a moment.  Then she pulls back.

LISA

(returning to initial character)

Why don't you have some more water?

Terry takes another sip and puts the glass down.  Then he reaches to Lisa, and strokes her neck, lifting her hair, and letting it fall away.  He leans toward her again, but she does not lean.

LISA

I... I don't know... 

He leans even farther and kisses her again. Finally Lisa begins to respond.  Terry slides his right hand down her shoulder and arm, and places it on her thigh.  Her legs part slightly.  Their kissing becomes passionate.

Terry shifts in his chair to reach farther up her thigh, and the cat leaps to the floor.  Thu-thump!  

Lisa pulls away abruptly.  She is flushed.

LISA

You have to go now.

Terry pulls back, breathing fast.

TERRY

I... I... I'm sorry, I thought...

LISA

No, you have to go.

TERRY

(rising) 

I... OK... How much do I owe...

LISA

(stands up)

Please... go!

TERRY

(reaching for his wallet)

OK, I'm leaving, but just let me pay you...

Terry backs away and knocks his chair over with a crash.

LISA

(loudly, at the edge of hysteria)

Just... go!

Terry turns and goes out the door.

EXT. LISA's HOME - NIGHT

The door slams behind Terry.  A spotlight goes on from the deck above.  The Young Man leans over the deck as Terry passes by.  The Young Woman quickly appears behind him.  Lisa's kitchen light goes out; sobbing is heard through her window.

TERRY

(to the Young Man)

Nothing happened!  Nothing!

As Terry passes along the fence, the large dog moves along side, barking furiously, as Terry passes out of sight.

FADE