Thinking about Jane

After I left the Lavender Room and sat in the lobby, I got old Jane on the brain again. And I couldn't get her off. I mean I was sure Stradlater hadn't given her the time but I couldn't stop thinking about it. In the summer we spent together, I got to know her really well. Quite intimately. It was nothing physical mind. We just saw each other all the time.
I met her through her dog. This Doberman pinscher she had used to go and pee on our lawn. It used to drive my mom crazy. We never really conversed or anything, but then one day what happened was we kinda struck up a conversation. After that we became friends and all. She wasn't too beautiful but she knocked me out all the same. And she was the first person I ever showed Allie's baseball mitt to. There was only one time when we came close to necking though. But we used to hold hands all the time. All the way through the movies.
So yeah, thats what I was thinking about as I sat there in the lobby. Suddenly I just wanted to get the hell out of the goddam place, so I got a cab to Ernie's. Ut's a night club that DB used to go to before he went prostituting himself in Hollywood. Once in a while he used to take me with him. Ernie's a fat coloured guy that plays the piano. He's really good, but he's a terrific snob and won't talk to you unless you're a big shot or a celebrity or something. But I do like to hear old Ernie play.