Naked In School - Laura
by dotB
Chapter 1 - Introduction & a letter
It seems that another of the Jennings girls is going to have to take off her
clothes to go to school, but you know what? I don't think this one minds doing
that very much. Of course, like anyone in the Jennings family, life wouldn't be
normal without something going a little off kilter, just so there would be
something to make the whole family's life interesting. I wonder what the school
administration was thinking of, I mean, remember what happened when Susan was in
the program? Well, without further ado, here is Laura's account, I'll try to use
her exact words and phrases:
Laura Jennings
336 Elm Street
Oak Bay Heights
Mr Bentley
English Eleven Class
Freemont High SchoolThis evening, at our Sunday evening family barbeque, my
sister Susan came over to stand just behind and between my best friend Deirdre
and me, then she announced to us and to my family that the two of us would be
enrolled into the N. I. S. Program starting first thing Monday morning. It came
as a complete surprise, but you know, it shouldn't have. You see, I should have
thought that something like this would happen, because this is the way my life
goes, it just seems that I have to do things of this sort.Look, I can explain,
here's a perfect example: if you're reading this, then you've asked me to write
a report on my week in the program and I've handed you this letter. And of
course, even if you don't want to do it, you're going to be comparing my report
to what my sister Susan wrote in her report about last week about her week in
the program. So ... just how is that fair huh? Sure, I'm a little over a year
and a half older and two grades ahead of her, but I'm stinking dull normal,
while she's a frigging genius. I admit, she stepped into a bloody mess, so she
really had something to write about. But, look at her, she took about two days
to rattle the cage of everyone who is involved with the Program. And she rattled
that cage hard, hard enough to change the way the whole dang thing is run for
now. How can I compare to that, huh?I'm supposed to be the big sister right? How
do you think I feel right now, knowing that because of what my little sister
did, I'm going to have an easier time of this than she did? And I have to write
about my week, after what she did? She managed to function through the worst
part of her loss of her frigging boyfriend, who committed frigging suicide for
cripes sake, and she still had enough brass balls to take on the whole damn
Program selection committee. Not only that, but she talked my Bible punching,
overly devout, stubborn as hell, Mother into being on her side and just for fun,
she added the whole rest of my family, including my father. Yeah, my father, the
man who had almost walked out of our life and who is now back in it almost full
time. And it's all because of Susan, how can I compare to that, huh? And do you
know what else she did? Because she got us all involved, we've gotten used to
being nude around the house. Around the house? Hell, she's even gotten me to
walk out of the house, out onto the street, bare, starkers, completely, utterly,
absolutely NAKED even down to my pinky toes. Right out there for the world to
see, in front of everyone, so they could see my fat flabby thighs and my big fat
saggy tits. And guess what, she made me realise that it's my body and I like it
and to HELL with what anyone else thinks. And she didn't do it with just me, she
included my best buddy, Deirdre, as well. So now Deirdre is more comfortable
with her body too, a damn sight more comfortable with her body than her parents
have ever made her feel.Oh yeah, remember I was talking about my uptight, Bible
punching Mama, well guess what? This morning, Mom let Susan sleep in, but she
woke the rest of us kids up early, got us all ready, and took us to her fussy,
psalm singing, verse quoting, oh so perfectly politically correct church and we
all sat together, right near the front. And guess what, we didn't even have a
handkerchief between the bunch of us. No dresses, no pants, no shirts, no
blouses, no skirts, no bras, no knickers, no nothing, nothing but our
Sunday-go-to-meeting hats and our Sunday shoes and socks, oh, and a tiny hand
purse, so we could carry our offerings for the collection plate. And I wasn't
embarrassed, instead I was proud. So what if the church elders didn't like it
and had a coniption fit, we went dressed the way God made us, like Adam and Eve
dressed in Eden. And take a good guess why we did that, come on, please guess
... that's right, because Susan pointed out the scriptures to Mom and Mom took
it to heart. And those perfectly politically correct church elders? Why, they
asked us not to come back until we could dress like 'normal people'. Hey, if the
creationists are right, and we are all descended from Adam and Eve, why
shouldn't we dress like our ancestors did when we worship the God who created us
all?Oh, did I tell you that our house is a nude zone most of the time? Mom
decided she liked it that way, and around our house, Mom is the boss. You
weren't here the other day, when all the other 'wise-men' from the Program
selection committee were here, but that was the first time Mom decided we were
all going to be nude and I'll tell you something. Even if I didn't feel very
comfortable about it then, I was sure a darn sight more comfortable than most of
the members of that committee were. To be honest, that night I actually enjoyed
myself most of the time, but then mostly, I enjoyed listening to Susan speak. I
wish I had taped that, I might have been able to quote parts of it in this
report to you, I'm sure her words were a lot more eloquent than any I would
normally use. Susan just peeked over my shoulder and she's laughing like crazy,
she says she's no hero, she claims she just has a bad temper and a stubborn
streak a mile wide. Besides, she says the reason she helped Deirdre and I get
ready for this week is because she loves us both and she knew if it had happened
to me without warning, I'd have been a basket case. Guess what, she's right and
I love her too, or anyway, or whatever!So Mr Bentley, since you've read this
far, I think you realise that I'm not going to try to compete with my sister, no
frigging way! I'll write your darn report but it won't be like Susan's, so don't
bother comparing them. Mine will probably be dull and boring in comparison,
exciting things just don't happen to me. If anything exciting ever did happen to
me, I'd probably die of heart failure, so be prepared to yawn a lot. If you are
passing out grades on these reports, I imagine Susan will get an A+ as usual and
I will get a C-, so what? Ho hum, I'm just dull normal, every day ordinary, not
too bright me. So what? You do what you gotta do, and I'll do what I gotta do
and in the end, I hope we'll both be satisfied.Oh, one other thing before I
forget, if I do happen to meet a guy during my week in the Program and we hit it
off, Susan says she will help me tame down my writing. I do tend to get carried
away with my descriptions and I would not want to write a graphic porn story or
something. (She just showed me how she wrote part of her report, when something
'interesting' happened to her and she cheats!!) (I've already heard the 'blow by
blow, lay back in bed and brag to your big sister before going to sleep'
details, so I know she cheats!)SO Mr Bentley, it's Sunday evening and I haven't
even been officially entered into the program yet, but I'm sitting here writing
this letter to you, because I know that you'll ask me to write a report at the
end of English class tomorrow, just because that's the way my life goes. I won't
give you this until after you do ask, but I'll bet I don't bring it home
tomorrow night. If you want to include this letter in my report, fine, but call
it my protest about writing a report, even before I do write the report, okay?
Monday's Report
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laura02Naked In School: Laura ©2003/04
by dotB
MondayI hate the frigging alarm clock, it's noisy and it always interrupts a
good dream, every frigging time. I finally managed to wake up and slap the damn
shutoff button, then I happned to look over at Susan's bed. She was laying there
wearing a grin that I could have merrily wiped away with a hammer. She's turning
into a bloody morning person and I'm not!"What's so damn funny?" I managed to
mumble around the fur on my tongue. "Rise and shine, dear sister mine, today's
the day, the boys will play, you will be nude, for fingers rude, to make you
squeal, as they cop a feel." She snickered, and then the little bitch leaped out
of bed so she could beat me to the bathroom.I'd forgotten that Deirdre was
sleeping over and laying on the air mattress between Susan's and my bed, so when
she giggled from somewhere below and beside me, I damn near jumped through the
roof."Now what do you think is funny." I grumped, slightly less grouchy, after
all she is my best bud."You and Susan, you two are my private Abbot and
Costello." She giggled some more."Oh Christ another frigging morning idiot." I
sighed."But you are, I never know what to expect," She laughed scrambling to her
feet. "In the morning, when you get up, you act like the straight man, but by
afternoon, you're the funny one."I lay there looking at her blearily. "Do you
know what day today is?""Monday, so?""And what happens this Monday, my darling
Deeds.""We get Naked!" She grinned. "And for once I may actually get the nerve
to let a guy touch me.""Deeds, you do not have a choice. Remember the pamphlet?
There's this mention in there of something called a 'reasonable
request'.""Define that for me." She grinned. "Who makes the choice?""Probably
it's decided by the teachers." Susan broke in.Susan must have had a jet
propelled shower. Suddenly she was standing there, already looking clean all
over and drying her hair with her favourite towel. Which also happens to be my
favourite towel, damn it. I saw that damn towel and I forgot my discussion with
Deirdre, I was taking a deep breath to chew out Susan when she reached over to
the top of the dresser and tossed me a package."Special delivery, from Aunt
Rachel." She shouted, and ran back out the door.The package turned out to be a
paper bag and in it was another fucking towel, just like the one she had been
using, but new and maybe even softer and fluffier."Damn!" I snapped."What are
you mad at now?" Deirdre frowned at me. "I'm pissed off because I was building
up a nice mad at Susan and now she's somehow gone and done something nice again
and fucked up my mad. I swiped that darn towel she was using from Aunt Rachel,
one time when I was visiting her, and Susan likes it as much as I do. I bet
Susan went and asked her if she'd give me another one, just so we wouldn't have
to fight over it.""Probably," Deirdre suddenly started pushing me down the hall.
"Now get in the shower before I see the tears in your eyes because you were
being bitchy and you feel bad for wanting to chew on her butt."So I used the
bathroom and I showered. I was just getting out of the shower when Deirdre came
in. I scooted, towelling off on the fly, leaving her alone and realising there
was one nice thing about nudity in the house, I didn't have to worry if anyone
saw me. I walked to my closet to get my clothes for the day and I paused, then
turned and looked at Susan, who was back in the room and sitting on her bed. Oh
shit, she didn't look happy."And what the dickens is the matter with you?" I
tried to sound grouchy but I don't think I managed."I have to wear clothes." She
sighed. "And I didn't ask Jimmy about what time he goes to school. I forgot. Do
you think he goes directly after he delivers his papers. I don't even know where
his paper route is and ....""Whoa, whoa." I growled, then I grinned. "I'll trade
you, I'll wear clothes and you can go naked, even if we don't look alike or go
to the same classes, maybe Mr Taylor and the teachers won't notice.""I kinda
think after my activity the last week they just might notice, I think I've
brought a little attention to myself." She sighed. "I guess I can live with
wearing clothes but I really don't know what to wear, and what about
Jimmy?""Susan, Deirdre didn't loan those sun-dresses to you, she gave them to
you, and if you look out the window, there's this lonely looking paperboy
leaning against his bike. He's looking hot and sweaty like he just peddled his
route at sixty miles an hour, and he's staring at our house like it was a candy
store window and he was broke."I think almost every girl has tried to keep a guy
guessing when they first start dating, but not Susan. She leaped up, threw the
window open and leaned out, naked as a jay bird, yelling at Jimmy to go shower
and get ready, she'd meet him at his house in a few minutes. Maybe she has the
right idea, she got an instant grin and a bit of a blush as Jimmy hollered "ALL
RIGHT!" and hopped on his bike to pedal off down the street as if he'd been
shot.How do you maintain a morning grouch when your little sister hugs you like
you just saved her life, and then dances around like she was going to a party
instead of school? Was this the same kid that for the last four years moped and
grouched around on Monday mornings until she was almost always late for the
school bus, sometimes even having to make Mom drive her because she did miss it?
It couldn't be, could it? Did going naked for a week do that to people? If it
did, I wasn't sure I really wanted to do this crap! Aww, let's be honest, I
REALLY didn't want to do this no matter what.By the time that Deirdre came back,
towelling off from her shower, Susan had her hair done, a tiny touch of lipstick
on and was dressed in that pretty blue sun-dress. She leaped up and hugged
Deirdre, thanking her for about the ninety seventh time for giving her those
dresses."Hey, are you wearing anything under that?" I asked."Of course not."
Susan giggled, grabbing the heavy box of books and homework that I'd had to pack
home for her, then almost running downstairs.Deirdre and I agreed that in our
case it would be smart to dress the same way, so it wasn't long before we were
down at the breakfast table. I had on a tank top and a skirt and Deirdre had a
long sun-dress on that fit her like a glove. It seemed that Susan was already
gone, I had to grin at that and Mom just shook her head."She plans on walking to
school, carrying that bloody box of books you brought home for her, the one with
all her heavy books." Mom sighed."Mom, she's got a guy to carry them." I
sighed."Oh, she wouldn't ask him to ..." Then Mom grinned sheepishly. "Knowing
Jimmy, she won't have to ask will she?""Ump um." I mumbled around a mouthful of
toast and marmalade, pouring a small glass of orange juice.Deirdre was looking
daggers at me, so I tossed her a slice of toast."Eat," I ordered, "You're going
to use energy fighting off the mob and I don't want you passing out at my side.
I know you usually like to get to school early, but there's no sense in it
today, we'll be herded straight to Mr Taylor's office anyway."She got the
strangest look on her face, a combination that looked at first almost like fear
and then like desire. They warred across her face for a second, then she simply
sat down looking resigned. "I wonder who will be with us?" She sighed."Well,
since we both read that new pamphlet the school sent out, and going over the
group choice idea that Dad proposed ... since we seem to be fairly well adjusted
to our school environment, I bet we get a couple of real doozeys." I
laughed."Ohmigod, do you think so?""Hey, look at what I have for a sister, she
took the shit they threw at her and turned it into roses, I'll bet they think
because I'm older than she is that ...""Laura, are you complaining about what
Susan did?" Mom demanded."No Mom." I grinned at her. "I'm bitching because I'll
bet the selection committee has jumped to the conclusion that because I'm one of
the Jennings family, then I and my buddy Deirdre will be able to move mountains,
clean up polluted rivers, and still be fresh as a daisy, ready to party at the
end of the week.""Laura, you're a pessimist." Mom smiled wryly."We'll see." I
grunted, glancing at the clock. "I guess we'd better go, Deirdre is about to
have a bird.""Oh Laura!" Deirdre muttered, but she beat me to the door.The
surprising thing was that when we got to school, we weren't told to go directly
to Mr Taylor's office."Maybe Susan got it wrong," Deirdre grinned. "Let's go to
home room.""Hmph, when have you ever seen her wrong about bad news." I argued,
but went with her.Mr. Winslow, our home room teacher saw us come in and waved us
to his desk. "Good Morning Miss Jennings, Miss Smythe." He smiled. "Have you two
been warned that you are in the Program this week?""See, I told you." I grinned
at Deirdre, then looked back at Mr Winslow. "Were we supposed to go to the
office?""Oh no, you did quite right coming to home room." Mr Winslow smiled
again. "Each of the students selected is now expected to check in with their
home room teacher first and then be given a hall pass. Your next stop will of
course be the school nurse, Miss Carver. After she has seen you both, you will
then meet with Dr. Panoslovski and Mr. Taylor, as well as the other selectees
for this week.""Can you tell us who else has been selected." Deirdre asked in a
whisper."Oh my, I'm afraid I can't. There is quite a list, you know. The
committee has actually expanded the numbers who are enrolled each week, along
with the other changes that were implemented." Deirdre was opening her mouth to
ask another question when I got impatient."Come on Deeds." I said sharply,
grabbing her hand. "If there are a lot of people in the program, and if I'm
going to get jabbed with a needle, I want it to happen before the crowd gets
there."We practically ran down the hall to the health care room and Nurse Carver
was actually surprised when we literally burst in the door."Oops sorry." I
panted as she looked at us. "It's just that I don't want to have too many people
see me get a needle.""I see." She grinned. "I take it you are both in the
program.""Unh huh, I'm Laura Jennings, this is Deirdre Smythe." And while I was
talking I was whipping off my clothes."My, you certainly seem eager." She
grinned at me as she handed me a box for my clothes and another one for Deirdre.
"Just call me Anne, by the way."It's not that I'm eager." I sighed. "I just hate
getting needles and if I flinch and scream, I don't want many people to see me.
I figure there's going to be a lot of kids in here and I want to be all done
before it gets crowded."She smiled and waved us into an examination room. It was
tiny with barely room for all three of us to stand, so I sat back against the
cushioned examination table with it's paper covering, and Deirdre moved to my
side."I imagine the shot you are talking about is the anti-preg shot ..." Nurse
Carver grinned. "... so you can be protected, just in case?""Unh huh." I sighed,
then blushed. "I don't expect to need it but ...?""Better to be prepared than at
risk." She smiled handing me a pen and a form. "Now, until you sign this I can't
administer the shot, so if you'd sign on the bottom line .... We'll fill out the
rest later, that way I can get the shot done quickly, before anyone else
arrives.I took the pen and set the form on a small table beside the exam table
to glance over it before I signed it. As I did, she picked up my other arm and I
felt her press her fingers down softly, then swab a spot with alcohol. I knew
the shot would come as soon as she was done with the swab and I was carefully
concentrating on signing the form, but she seemed to be wiping more than needed.
I turned to look at her, wondering if there was a problem, only to see her toss
a disposable needle and syringe away."No shot?" I asked in surprise as she
smiled at me."All done." She grinned. "I zapped you as soon as you started
signing. Most people don't concentrate very well on two things at once.""But
needles hurt!" I protested, handing her the form as she reached for it."Not if
the person giving the needle knows what they're doing and if you're
concentrating on something else." She smiled. "Now hop down, Deirdre's
turn.""Oh, my parent's will kill me if I have the shot." Deirdre protested.
"They want me to ....""Deeds, it's just a bloody precaution." I growled. "They'd
be a lot more uptight if you got knocked up, now wouldn't they?""Well, yeah."
She admitted."So? This is just a matter of protection, like a shot against
measles. Call it an immunization shot if you want. This way if some guy has just
jacked off and then touches your pussy with sperm on his fingers, you don't have
to worry."She got the strangest look on her face. "That couldn't happen could
it?" She wheeled on Anne, her face looking panicked."Well... it is rather a
stretch, but I suppose, in the right circumstance ..." Nurse Carver said
slowly."Shoot me." Deirdre snapped, snapping her arm out right in front of the
nurse. "There's no way I'm taking any chances. I don't want to be fucked up by
some stupid thing like that. If I get pregnant, I want to know why.""Sign here
please." Deirdre was handed another form and leaned forward to sign it.I watched
Nurse Carver this time. It was so fast that it surprised me. She picked up a
cotton pad in one hand and swabbed Deirdre's arm for an instant, then shifted
the pad slightly and pressed harder, at the same time she pressed the needle
into Deirdre's skin almost under the pad. Then she wiped over the same spot with
the swab and dropped both the swab and needle into a container. I looked at her
and grinned."That was neat!" I told her."Thank you." She smiled. "It just takes
practise.""What does?" Deirdre asked."Giving an injection as painlessly as
possible." The nurse answered. "Now let's go back into the other room and I can
ask you two a few questions for my files. Then you can go on talk to Dr. Stan
and Principal Taylor as well as meet with your group.""It's done?" Deirdre
asked. "My shot I mean."Nurse Carver just smiled and nodded, turning to lead us
back into the other room. After a few moments of answering questions and filling
out forms, she told us to go down to meet with the others in the Home Ec. room,
which was empty this period. Before we left though, she asked us both to drop by
later in the day and gave us slips to give to our teachers so we could come to
see her.Outside her office, we compared notes and saw that Deirdre was to go in
to see her the first period after lunch and me just before we went home. Since
we were carrying the boxes with our clothes, as well as trying to get used to
walking down the hall nude, I was glad the Home Ec. room was close. Still, I
think Deirdre was happier than I was to get inside a closed room. Inside the
Home Ec. room, it was almost chaos. That's when it really dawned on me just how
much of a favour Susan and Mom had done for Deeds and I by getting us used to
the idea of being nude. There were girls almost in tears, trying to hide
themselves as they undressed and guys trying to hide themselves, at the same
time as trying to stare at girls and, well, you get the picture. Meanwhile Dr.
Stan and Principal Taylor were trying to calm people down and sort out the
various groups at the same time. I simply couldn't help giggling. My giggle set
off Deeds and she joined me. Now if you want attention in a room full of people
who are uncomfortable, just start to giggle. If you want to draw even more
attention, have your buddy join you. In about two shakes of a dead lambs tail we
were the center of attention and strange as it may seem it was fun. Don't ask me
why, maybe I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, but I just grinned and threw my
shoulders back, standing proud, if I had to show my tis, then damn it, I was
going to show them as best I could! Deirdre wasn't quite as brash as I was, but
she didn't try to hide either, so I guess we put on just a bit of a show. But
you know, it calmed down all the rest of the kids. Some of them giggled and most
of them still seemed embarrassed, but none of them were trying to hide as
much."Hello Laura, Hi Deirdre. You two might as well come over and join your
group." Mr Taylor said loudly. "I believe you already know Jason Walker, he's
going to be your peer advisor since he's been through the program previously."I
hadn't noticed Jason before, because he'd been sitting down, but seeing him and
knowing he was going to be part of our group certainly made me happier,
especially when I saw the two guys sitting beside him."The other two members of
your group are going to be Damien Latimer and Lee Chen." Mr Taylor went on,
introducing each of them as well. "I believe you know them as well?""Yes sir." I
said weakly, trying to smile. "Hi guys."Deirdre just nodded. I felt pretty let
down myself, I mean, sure I'd joked that we'd end up with a pair of social
misfits, but these two? OH GOD!"Well, since you all seem to know each other,
I'll go see if I can sort out a few more of the groups. You can just chat
quietly amongst yourselves until Dr Panoslovski and I address the whole room.
Alright?" And with that, Principal Taylor moved away.I watched him go and then
turned back to the guys. There they were, a dream boat - who was spoken for, a
skinny kid - who was the biggest nerd in the whole school, and a Chinese kid -
who came across as a muscle bound jerk. Both Damien and Lee Chen had their hands
in their laps, covering their willies."You can't do that guys." I growled at the
two of them."Huh?" Damien almost drooled as he stared right at my tits."You
aren't allowed to hide behind your hands." I growled even louder. "Look! See,
you can see both of my tits." I pointed with the first fingers of both hands.
"And you can see my pussy too. Now, move those damn hands. I don't want our
group to get chewed out because either one of you is chicken."Deeds giggled
first and then she gasped. I'm not sure if I gasped, but I do know I drew a deep
breath. Okay, I'd seen several guys that I thought were fairly big around the
school, I mean downstairs - in the plumbing department, and Jason was no slouch
himself, but right now, both Damien and Lee Chen almost gave him a run for his
money. Okay, so maybe Jason wasn't as excited because he'd seen us and several
other girls nude, but wow, they sure were! I mean it was very obvious they were
male, even sitting down.I don't know how Damien could blush so bright red and
still have enough blood in his frail body to ... well ... to handle the load.
And Lee Chen had such a bulky body but somehow I didn't expect that he'd be as
bulky "down there"."Holy Shit." I whispered, then turned to Deeds. "I think we
just drew three aces kid."Which brought a giggle."Naw, 'We three kings of orient
are ...'" Jason sang softly in that lovely deep voice of his.That made even me
giggle."Those are some gifts you're packing." Deirdre astounded me by saying, as
she blushed bright red.And that broke everyone up, we all started to laugh and
really relax."Well, talking about packing ..." Damien started to say"Don't you
finish that sentence." I interrupted, laughing hard. "Not now anyway."And yet he
knew I wasn't mad at him, that I was just kidding. That's when I made up my
mind, maybe this wasn't such a bad group after all. It was funny, both Deirdre
and I were usually a bit reserved around most people, but with this bunch, when
we said something it was usually a bit risque and I noticed we weren't as quiet
as usual. Everything anyone said in the next few minutes seemed to be loaded
with double entendre. Okay, maybe Deirdre was still fairly quiet but when she
did pipe up, it was with a zinger. Maybe the most quiet one was Lee Chen, but
then he hardly ever spoke aloud anyway. To my surprise, we were getting
along.Then Principle Taylor called us all to attention. He stood at the front of
the room and ran through the dos and don'ts of what we could and couldn't do for
the next week and what we could say 'no' to, then he called on Dr. Stan. (Oop's
I guess I should be formal, make that Dr Panoslovski.) All he really did was to
let us know that if anyone had a problem, they should come see either him or
Nurse Carver. That's when he really got most of the girls attention, because he
started to talk about the idea of every girl having an anti-preg shot, well, he
called it a conception control injection. Almost instantly you could see girls
getting antsy and lining up to rush down the hall to Nurse Carver's office. In
fact when he did say they could go, Deeds and I were almost the only girls left
in the room, the only other girl was Diane Belmont, Jason's main
squease.Actually she gestured to us to join her, so Deirdre and I excused
ourselves from the guys to go over to her."Hi, did you two already have your
shot?""Unh huh, we did that before coming here.""Good, then I won't have to
stand out in the hall alone." She grinned. "Principle Taylor wants to talk to
the guys alone for a minute. I think he's going to tell dirty jokes or
something."She was giggling as she lead us to the door."He isn't, is he?"
Deirdre said, looking back at the guys."No." Diane laughed softly as she closed
the door behind us. "Actually I talked to him about the dork who was supposed to
be Susan's partner last week. I think he's talking to them about how rough this
week can be on the girls and how they need support from their group. I don't
think you guys have to worry, not with Jason in your group.""I was going to ask
about that, how did both you and Jason happen to get selected together?""We
volunteered." She grinned. "Actually after helping Susan deal with crap last
week and then having your family support us when we needed it, we thought it
might be fun. And we feel we kind of owe a debt of sorts, so we're paying it
back.""I hope you aren't expecting anyone else to be like Susan.""Oh I hope
not." She giggled. "Or like your Mom for that matter. Hey, did she get you guys
that phone she was talking about? Mom's having mine hooked up next
week.""Actually I think Daddy pulled some strings and called in a favour or two,
ours is supposed to be installed either today or tomorrow." I grinned."How did
he do that?" She asked.I didn't get a chance to answer her because the door
opened and all those yummy nude guys came pouring out. Okay, so pouring is a bad
word, dribbling is more like it, or maybe sneaking. I wanted to see and they
were trying to hide by walking sideways or facing each other, it wasn't fair.
What is it about guys and their dorks anyway? Is there this direct connection
between the size of their most massive hard-on and the size of their pride? Take
away a guys pants and you turn the tiger into a scared kitten.And yet listen to
me talk. Me, the gal who boastfully puts down my sister for having small tits
and yet bellyaches because mine are heavy enough that they swing and droop a
bit. Me, who worries about my tummy roll or the fact that I have a bulge on my
thighs. I guess we all have our ego thing huh? And if I worry about being too
heavy, think about Deirdre, she's skin and bone and still she diets. But I'm
getting off topic. Diane got separated from Deirdre and I, but that was okay
because, looking at the clock, it was almost time for our next class anyway. We
had started to go toward our next class when I heard our names called. Looking
back, I saw Damien and Lee Chen hurrying our way. "Can we walk you to your
class?" Damien asked politely."Unh, I guess." I managed to mumble and to my
surprise, Deirdre grabbed Lee Chen's arm."Huh?" I said staring at her."He makes
me feel good." She giggled and Lee Chen grinned.I looked at Damien and he looked
at me, both of us rolled our eyes and started walking again. "Oh great." I
thought to myself. "I get stuck with the nerd." Then he floored me."Would you
get mad if I said you were gorgeous." He whispered, so quietly I could hardly
hear him even though we were walking side by side, I mean real close
together."HUH!" I mumbled again, turning and staring at him.I'm sure that about
then my eyes were about the size of saucers and you could have driven a semi
trailer truck into my mouth."I think you're beautiful." He blushed. "I always
did.""But ...""Oh I know, I'm homely and I'm little and I'm not very good at
talking to people and ..."I could see the tears in his eyes and I didn't know
what to do. I realised he had a crush on me and I really didn't want that, but
what could I do? We had to get to class and yet I had to take the time to talk
to him, first; because he wasn't a bad guy and second; because he was supposed
to be my buddy for the week. My head was spinning. What would Mom do? What would
Daddy do? Hell, what would Susan do?"Look, you've surprised me." I blurted. "And
we need more than two minutes to talk about this. Meet me at lunch, in the
cafeteria, right after the next class?""Have lunch with you? Sure!" He burbled,
almost stumbling over his feet because we were still walking."Hey, this isn't a
date at the Waldorf or something. It's just a school lunch for cripes sake." I
grinned at him, I couldn't help it, he made me think of an eager little puppy
dog. "That's okay" he answered and his voice squeaked.And that's when a kid
stopped me to ask if he could touch my breasts. I happened to glance at Damien
and his mouth was open, he was starting to blush and something inside me just
clicked."You've got to wait your turn, Damien just asked me." I answered him,
turning so I faced Damien directly.I didn't know what was going to happen, but I
just had to find out, don't ask me why. I was watching Damien's eyes and they
were staring into mine, so it was literally a surprise when I felt his
fingertips actually touch me. And I jerked. I know, I shouldn't have. I should
have known his hands would have been cool because I should have guessed that he
was the kind of guy who's palms would sweat and then get chilly. But his finger
tips were ice cold. So he barely touched me and I jerked away. He looked like
he'd just stabbed me then he yanked his hands back and ran off like he'd been
shot. I was left standing there, feeling like shit!I don't know if I let the
other kid touch me or not. I do know that by the time I got to class someone had
touched not only my breasts, but my pussy as well, however I couldn't tell you
who. I was in a blind stupid funk, angry at myself and annoyed with the damn
world again. I know I had to go sit through a Social Studies class, but I don't
remember what we did that day. All I was doing was worrying about lunch and
whether or not I would see Damien there. At least I managed to calm myself down
by the time class ended.Deeds knew me well enough to know I was still a bit
upset, but she came up to me at the end of class and touched my arm. "I asked
Lee to make sure Damien came to lunch." She smiled as we headed for the
door."You saw what happened?""Unh huh, what was it, cold hands?""Unh huh, like
ice." I nodded. "And to top it off, I think he's got a crush on me, so I think I
just ruined his day, maybe his whole year.""Are you feeling okay." She grinned,
reaching out a hand to touch my forehead."What do you mean?""Old hell for
leather, damn the torpedoes, Laura, is worried about a nerd?""That nerd is one
of our group." I growled. "And even if he's nuts to think I'm so bloody special,
he is a pretty nice guy.""Okay." She grinned."Not special nice, but nice enough
to not be made to feel like an ass.""Okay.""Look, I've never had anyone have a
crush on me before, what do I do?""And I would know?" She giggled. "I'm the one
who gets crushes remember, not causes them.""So, have you got a crush on Lee
Chen?""Nope, I don't think so, not really, but I do like him." She smiled,
calming down a lot. "But he's so BIG." I said, spreading my hands apart in what
I hoped was an expansive gesture."I know, and he's Chinese. Mom and Dad would go
bananas.""But ..." I just stared at her."I know, maybe he's not what I want for
a boyfriend, but I think he and I are going to be friends, good friends. For
some reason, I just like him. Besides he knows a lot about healthy diet, he has
too, he's a weight lifter and he has to stay strong."I just stared at her,
Deirdre was worried about a healthy diet? What had happened, had I stepped into
the twilight zone? That's when I saw Lee and Damien standing at the door to the
caf. I took a deep breath as we walked toward them and I saw Damien trying to
look anywhere but at me.I decided I had to speak first, so I took another deep
breath, but Deirdre beat me to it. "Damien, lift your hands up, palms toward
you." She ordered.He stared at her, but he did it and she grabbed a hand,
slapping it against his chest with the fingertips on his nipple."Gee whiz, don't
do that, my hands are cold." He squawked and then I could see comprehension hit
him."OH!" He squawked again as he stared at me. "Oh, I am sorry.""Well, I'm
sorry too. I didn't really mean to do the long jump when you touched me." I
managed to smile and not break into a big grin. "Now do you still want to sit
and talk?""And eat please." Lee said quietly. "I need my carbohydrates.""Okay,
and eat too." I did grin at him. "Maybe the two of us can shame our friends into
eating a little bit as well.""Oh, I eat lots, my Mom kids me that I have a tape
worm." Damien said loudly as we joined the line."Eeew." A girl in front of us
said. "What a thing to talk about at lunch."Just then Jason came over and I
instantly thought about fifth wheels, but to my surprise, Deirdre whispered
something to him and he winked as he left. Damn, I owed her big time. But I
guess between him coming over, and the girl in front of us being upset about
tape worms, no one felt like talking right then, at least not until we were all
seated and eating. I managed to sit next to Damien, although that wasn't really
hard to arrange, and I waited until we were well into lunch before I started to
talk quietly to him."Look Damien, I'm not used to having someone tell me I'm
pretty and I have to guess you might have ... well, sort of a crush on me." I
whispered, being as smooth as a bull moose as usual. "Uhh, I guess, sorta." He
mumbled, blushing bright red."Well, I don't know what to do." I grinned. "I've
never had a guy like me that way before.""But ...""Wait a minute." I
interrupted. "I want you to know that, well, I think it's a great compliment and
so far, I like you, but I'm not sure if we'd make a good couple. I'm sure we can
be close friends though.""But you were going to let me feel your ...." He stared
down at my chest and blushed."My tits? Why not, any guy in the school can feel
them this week, so why shouldn't I let you cop a feel too?""But does that mean
that maybe I could touch you ... down there.""Well, in your case, only on one
condition." I grinned."What?" He squawked. "Anything, anything at all.""Only if
I can touch you too.""On my pecker?" He squeaked. "I'd ... I'd explode.""Oh I
don't think you'd explode." I giggled. "But I might make you cum.""I ... I ...
OH SHIT." He moaned."What's wrong." "You just did." He groaned softly."I did ...
what?""You made me cum, all over and I don't dare move or people will see." He
hissed. "I think I even sprayed the bottom of the table.""Oh God, I'm sorry." I
snorted, trying to swallow a giggle. "I'll get a napkin." I scrambled out of my
seat."Get a bunch ... Please."Luckily the four of us were somewhat isolated from
the rest of the crowd at a table in a corner, and Damien's back was to the room,
but Deirdre and Lee were having as much trouble trying not to laugh as I was. It
wasn't that I was unsympathetic, it was just that what had happened was so damn
embarrassing for the poor guy that I had to either laugh or cry. I got a whole
bunch of paper towels and hurried back to the table, trying not to draw any
attention to myself or our group and I made a big deal out of wiping the table
with one napkin while passing the rest to Damien. "Thanks." He sighed, grabbing
them."I guess it would be a bad idea for me to offer to help, huh?" I couldn't
help teasing."Not unless you want to go for more napkins." He snorted and then
he actually laughed weakly."Well, at least you won't have to ask for relief at
the start of the next class." Lee said with a straight face."I dunno, he's got
ten minutes to recover." I giggled. "I'll bet a dollar he's hard when lunch time
is over.""Don't bet with her, you'd lose." Damien snorted. "I already am.""Wow,
maybe we should get to be close friends." I kidded.And then he floored me.
"Suits me." He said and then he shrugged as if it wasn't important. Just after
that he excused himself, saying he should clean up before class and he walked
away, pausing at a garbage can to toss all those dirty napkins into it. All I
could do was stare after him in surprise. Both Deirdre and Lee thought it was
funny, but I didn't. Now I didn't know what to do or even what was going
on.Anyway, after lunch, I had English. That's right Mr Bentley, that's when you
told me I'd need to write a report and that's when I handed you my letter that
I'd written last night. That made you raise your eyebrows, didn't it? And did I
see you smile when you were reading it, or was that just a gas pain from some
bit of badly digested lunch? It doesn't matter, I managed to survive your class,
then I had to hurry down to see Nurse Anne.I didn't know what to expect, but she
actually spent a little time talking to me about cleaning up after sex, "Just in
case." she said. Now I'd already had a talk to Mom about this, but I was polite
and I listened and she did give me a few tips I didn't know already. So I
managed to survive the rest of the day, but I was sure ready to leave when it
came time to go home. Do you know I was actually bored part of the time?I went
down the hall to wait for Deirdre, then we got our clothes and stepped outside
to get dressed. Damien was waiting for us, along with Lee Chen and Jason. I
didn't think it was fair, because they were already dressed when we got there,
but Deeds and I didn't have much to put on, so it really didn't matter."Look
guys, does everyone have to rush home?" Jason asked as we wandered out into the
school yard. "Diane and I had a talk at lunch and we were thinking that maybe
each group should have a chat about their day after school each day, just to get
any problems out in the open. What do you think?"Everyone either made
noncommittal sounds or shrugged. I know I didn't want to embarrass Damien by
bringing up the lunch time episode and I didn't really want to talk about the
episode with his cold hands."To be honest, today seemed like a normal day for me
in some ways." Lee Chen sighed. "I mean most of the kids still seem to look at
me like I was some kind of thug , well, except for you guys. Do you know that
not one girl even asked to touch my dick?""All the more for me." Deirdre grabbed
his arm. "If you want some touching done, you just have to ask."This new side of
Deeds astounded me, and I think all the others too."But you're white." Lee said
quietly."So?""Look, my dad would kill me if he found out a white girl was after
me.""Huh?" Jason grunted. "I know people look at Diane and I strangely, but
...?""Hey, prejudice happens on both sides." Lee growled. "What does your family
think of you being with a white girl?""Mom is white." Jason grinned, then
sobered. "The one who get's uptight is Mrs Belmont, Diane's mother. Diane won't
tell me the whole story, but I think she and her mother had a big fight about
it.""Hey, just a minute, back up." Deirdre broke in and she turned to Lee Chen
shoving her face in front of his. "You were upset because other girls didn't
touch you, but when I offer, you get uptight?""Well, yeah, but you're
different." He muttered. "It's just not the same.""Just why is it bloody
different? Don't tell me it's because I'm white either, there are mostly white
girls in this school." She demanded."Unh, you like me and I kind of like you
too, so ...?" Lee floundered."Jesus Christ, it's not like I asked you to marry
me for fucks sake!" She looked like she was going to cry, but she was angry,
perhaps the angriest I'd ever seen her."Oh shit." Lee said quietly. "I just
can't let myself get involved with a white girl. My father would disown me. He's
upset now because I have to walk around nude and the idea of having someone I
know really well touch me would just be too much. He'd go ballistic.""What? That
doesn't make sense. A strange girl could touch you and that would be okay, but
if I do it, he'd go off the deep end? Just because I know you well?
Why?""Because he's real traditional Chinese and some of his ideas are medieval
or maybe even older." Lee sighed and sat down on the edge of a bike rack.
"Please, sit here and let me explain, okay?""I'll stand, thank you." She said in
a tone so cold that it sounded brittle."Suit yourself." He sighed. "Okay, to
explain; my family history goes back for hundreds and hundreds of years, we can
trace a direct line from father to son, all the way back to the Tong dynasty.
Thirteen hundred years ago, an ancestor of mine was an advisor to the emperor
and my family has great pride in our forefathers. We have always been either men
who work with money, or great warriors, sometimes both. My father is a good
accountant and I am studying to become one. Like I said, my family is
traditional and I ... well, I have to live with it. Look, I'm almost expecting
him to insist that I go through with an arranged marriage and .... "He paused
and simply held up his hands. "I can see you don't understand.""No." Deirdre
sighed. "I can understand family pride. My mother is proud of the fact that her
family fought in the Revolution and Daddy is proud that one of his relatives
came over on the Mayflower. But I know something about families that have been
around that long, no matter what family it is, there are always black sheep and
skeletons in the closet. Ask your dad about the not so nice members of your
family for me would you?""But we wouldn't keep track of those." Lee stared at
her."Bingo." She smiled, almost sadly. "Laura, can we go?""See you tomorrow
guys." I said as I joined her and started to walk away."Meet you here? Before
school?" Damien called."Whatever." Deirdre answered. "G'nite."I could tell she
was still uptight, so I let her stew for a while, not saying anything. Finally,
about a block from home I sighed and I stopped, letting her carry on walking if
she wanted to. She went ahead for several feet and then turned around."Okay, so
I'm pissed." She said shortly. "You get annoyed too.""Unh huh." I agreed."And
you sound off.""Yep.""And you yell.""Yep, but you aren't letting it out. You're
stewing in it.""So what, I do that.""Yep, and I get the drunkard's breakfast
from you.""Whatta ya mean?" She spoke so fast that she slurred her words."I get
hot tongue and cold shoulder." I snapped back.She drew in a deep breath and I
waited for her to explode, instead, she almost drooped."I'm not going to win
this one am I?" She sighed deeply again."What, the discussion with me or the
lover's quarrel with Lee.""Lover's quarrel! Are you nuts?""Have you or have you
not got a crush on him?" I grinned. "At least you like him, and he admits he
likes you too.""Yeah but ....""Okay, maybe it's not a lover's quarrel yet, how
about "liker's" quarrel.""Ohhhwa." She groaned."Hey, at least you know where you
stand, I've got a guy who has a huge crush on me, who cums all over himself when
I talk to him, but he's walks away when I say we can be friends." I sighed. "Now
what can I do about that?""Yeah." She snorted. "We did get a pair of winners
didn't we.""I'll trade you problems.""Unhh, no! I like Lee, a lot, dammit." She
snapped. "And even if I can't see any way to get to him right now, I'm willing
to be patient.""Good." I grinned. "Now I know a woman and her daughter who have
one hell of a reputation for changing people's minds. Let's go see them?""Who?"
She asked in surprise."Mom and Susan." I giggled, then I ran the rest of the way
home, barely beating her to the door."Why did you run?" She panted when she
caught up to me in the front hall as I was stripping off my clothes."Because I
wanted a few minutes with Mom before the smaller kids get home." I answered,
then I called. "Mom? Oh Mom? Where are you?"She answered from the kitchen, so we
went to see her and we told her about our day. She laughed through part of our
story and almost cried in other parts just like we did, but she didn't have any
brilliant ideas at the moment. Then she apologised about the new phone, it
wasn't going to be installed until tomorrow. That's when the twins and Penny
showed up, which put a stop to our chat and then Susan came in. Of course she
wanted a blow by blow description of what happened to us all day long. So we
went up to our bedroom and we told the story over again. Actually while we were
retelling it this time, I sat at the computer and typed it out. Susan had an
idea about Deirdre's problem. She went to class with Yen, Lee's sister, so she
suggested to Deirdre that she could find out more about him and his family, then
maybe she could even plant a few ideas in his little sister's head. Deeds turned
her down. Oh, she didn't mind if Susan found out a few things, but she drew the
line at trying to use his little sister as a go between.It wasn't long before
Mom called us to eat. Then while Deirdre and I did the dishes, Susan went for a
walk with Jimmy and the smaller kids drove Mom nuts for a couple of hours until
she put them to bed. In fact, it wasn't long before we went to bed as well.As I
lay there, I decided that most of this afternoon had been a bummer and this
evening had been boring. It actually had felt almost like a regular day. "Yep."
I sighed to myself. "Susan has excitement in her life, and I have mostly
boredom."End of Chapter - to be continued.
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laura03Naked In School: Laura ©2003/04
by dotB
Chapter ThreeI woke up early, which was a real surprise because I didn't sleep
well. I'd had weird dreams, really weird dreams. I mean I was making love to
Damien in one of them, that's the one that woke me up. And I just lay there for
a few minutes, trying to decide if I was nuts or what. Hey, it was strange
you've gotta admit, I had hardly even heard of the guy until yesterday and here
I was dreaming about him?I was sure it was almost time to get up though, because
I heard Mom in the shower. Did Laura tell you that mom sings in the shower?
Well, she does, and you can tell what kind of mood she's in too, just by the
song she sings. This morning she was singing "Independence Day", the song by
Martina McBride, so I jumped to the conclusion that Daddy had annoyed her some
way. Then I thought about it and I wondered, maybe that wasn't what she was
singing about?So surprise of surprises, I got up, showered, and went down to
talk to her, a whole half hour before I normally would have even thought about
rolling out of bed. Curiosity will do strange things to a person and make them
do strange things too."Well, good morning. What happened to get you up early?"
She said in surprise as I walked into the kitchen."I got woken up by a strange
dream and then heard you singing in the bathroom. Are you pissed off with Daddy
or something?""Umm, no, what was I singing?""Independence day.""I was?" She
stared at me in surprise as she handed me a cup of fresh perked coffee. "Let's
see ... I was thinking about how you girls were both growing up and ... Oh, I
think I understand. I guess I was thinking of you two acting like grownups,
maybe even lamenting it a bit.""You don't want us to grow up?""Oh no." She
smiled. "I love the way you are growing up. I think it's just that ... well,
you'll always be my little girl and I'll always want to have an answer for your
questions. The thing is, now you've grown to the point where sometimes I don't
have answers for your questions because I've never had the problem you're
dealing with.""Sometimes my questions have to have my own answers." I grinned.
"So I try to base my answers on what you've taught me and what I've learned from
others. You needn't worry, okay?""I know that." She smiled. "Now what's this
about nightmares waking you up?""It wasn't exactly a night mare." I giggled. "I
was having a very erotic dream that was so weird it woke me up.""Oh!" She said
in surprise. "And who was the featured actor in this melodrama?""Besides me?" I
giggled. "That's the strange thing, it was Damien, the guy I was telling you is
such a nerd and so strange.""Who just happens to have a crush on you and is in
your group too, right?""Well, yeah, and I don't know what to do about it.""Hmm,
it sounds to me like perhaps your subconscious has made a decision or is it just
asking questions too?""How would I know, I'm not Dr. Stan." I sighed. "I really
don't think making love to Damien would be the answer. At least not now.""I
think that's a wise decision." She grinned. "You did talk to Nurse Anne, didn't
you, just in case?""Yes Mom!" I sighed. "You know, it's funny but I'm more
worried about Deirdre than I am myself.""Sometimes friends do that, but why does
she worry you?""I think she wants Lee, and I think he wants her, but I think if
they get together it will hurt them both.""You can't live her life for her dear,
just like I can't live your life for you. All you can do is offer advise and if
she gets hurt, help her to recover.""I know." I sighed deeply. "On top of
everything else, her folks will be back tomorrow.""Yes?""Well, Deirdre has
changed, just in the last few days. She's eating and she's not so worried about
her weight and ... well, I'm afraid that they're going to criticise her again
and she's going to go right back to being the old Deirdre.""Well, she is their
daughter and you can't live her life for her."That's when she came over and
hugged me. Susan is right, there's something special about a hug from your Mom.
It may not take the fear or worries away, but it makes everything more bearable.
After that we chatted about a few other things that weren't important and then I
heard the alarm go off up in Susan's and my room. "I'd better go talk to Deeds
and Susan." I told Mom, then headed upstairs."Hi guys." I said walking in and
sitting on the edge of my bed."You're up early." Susan mumbled as she yawned and
stretched."Unh huh, I had a weird dream." I smiled, then looked down at Deirdre.
"How are you doing, Deeds?""Great." She grinned at me. "I lay here and thought
about Lee last night and decided I'm going to surprise him. Him and everyone
else too.""You aren't going to do something stupid, are you?" I frowned."I don't
think so." She smiled, and it was that damn Mona Lisa smile that she uses when
she get's stubborn."You aren't gonna tell me what you're gonna do are
ya?""Nope!" And she used that same damn smile.And Susan pissed me off by
giggling."And what are you finding so damn funny?" I snapped at her."You being
annoyed because there's a secret that you can't find out about." She giggled,
then the damn whelp threw a pillow at me.While I was ducking the pillow, she
rushed off to the bathroom, I guess she was thinking that she was beating me to
use it. I just tossed her pillow back on her bed and sat down at the computer to
finish off my first day's report for Mr. Bentley, so I was sitting there calmly
when she came back and Deirdre went out."Have you decided what to do about your
devoted fan?" Susan asked as she skinned into a tight black t shirt and
jeans."Not really." I sighed, then grinned. "Maybe I'll give him a hand job at
lunch time though.""I thought the school frowned on that sort of thing happening
in the lunch room. I mean, wouldn't they think it was unsanitary?""Maybe they
do, I don't know." I grinned to myself, knowing I had her going. "I guess if I
gave him a blow job and swallowed ...?""You wouldn't?" She gasped. "Not in front
of everyone?""Well, wouldn't that be better than having him spray the bottom of
the table?""Darn, I don't even know what the guy looks like." She giggled. "I
wish my lunch time was at the same time as yours.""You could see what he looks
like this morning, I think we agreed to meet up at the main door of the school
to undress.""I'm not sure if I want to be there or not." She sighed. "I imagine
I'll be with Jimmy and if some girl is undressing in front of him, I want it to
be me.""What? Are you that insecure with him already?""Oh no." She grinned
wryly. "It's just that seeing people undress might get through to us and you
know what all the monitors are like about anyone actually displaying
affection.""Now that's a pile of crap." I snorted. "I can jack a guy off while
he fingers me or we can give each other blow jobs, but if I hug and kiss him, I
get a detention. It's totally stupid.""Oh yeah." Susan chortled. " And who do
you want to hug and kiss? Damien?""Oh sure." I snorted. "Now, that would be
stupid.""Huh? Do you really think so?""Look, he's already got a crush on me,
anything I do with him has to be purely physical and he has to know that. If he
thinks I care about him, even a little bit, I'll have a case of full blown
infatuation on my hands.""And that would be so bad?" Susan asked."Yes it would
be damn it, it's bad enough now for cripes sake. I don't want to hurt him
deliberately, it's bad enough that it's accidental."She cocked her head off to
one side and stared at me intently with a strange expression on her face. "Gee,
the program changes everyone doesn't it?" She said after a few seconds. "Even
you."Then before I could even ask her what she meant, she ran off. I just shook
my head and signed the short report I'd written for Mr Bentley and slipped it
into a folder to give to him, then while I was touching up the little bit of
lipstick I wear, Deirdre came back into the room. "What do you think?" She asked
as she stopped to stand in front of me with her legs slightly spread."About
what?" I asked in confusion."Well, I shaved." She giggled, "Not everything, but
..."Then I saw it. She had shaved. Not completely, but now there was only a
small triangle of short dark hair down on her ... well where her bushed used to
be. To make it more blatant and noticeable, the triangle pointed downward like
an arrow. At the moment, just thinking about it must have had her excited too,
because that arrow was pointing to a pair of puffy looking lips. I couldn't help
it, I giggled."Oh Wow." I crowed. "That ought to raise some eyebrows. What will
your parents say?""Huh, the last time they saw me naked was when I learned how
to pull up my own pants." She snorted. "They decided I should be 'independent',
so they let me look after myself as soon as I could."I just shook my head in
sympathy, not wanting to say what I really thought of her parents. Then I
thought of a way to change the subject since I'd been the one to bring up her
folks."Say, would you mind if I did that?""What? Shave your beaver?" She
giggled, instantly changing moods. "What will your Mom say?""What can she say?
Haven't you noticed hers?""Yes, but ... she had a reason.""So do I. I'm acting
in support of a friend, only there's no way I want to have an arrow pointing
down like an invitation.""Two arrows? Pointing up? Sort of at your boobs?" She
giggled."If I could I'd do a smiley face." I grinned."I don't think we have time
this morning." She said, pointing at the clock. "Not if we're going to eat any
breakfast before going to school.""You want breakfast? Susan is right, being
naked in school does change everyone.""Pfffaa." She snorted, then grinned,
grabbed her clothes, and ran downstairs.I pulled on shorts and a halter and
followed and heard my Mom chuckling as I started downstairs. When I got to the
kitchen she turned to me with raised eyebrows."Well?" She looked at my shorts
pointedly. "What did you do to yourself?""I didn't have time, darn it. Not if I
want to eat before school." I said, grabbing a slice of french toast and rolling
it around a banana."If you really want to do a bit of shaving, I'll offer you a
ride to school." She laughed. "I'll even offer to get out the lawnmower I
used.""Lawnmower?" I almost choked on a bite of banana toast."Well, that's what
your Dad used to call his old electric shaver, he left it here when he moved
out, I used that." She grinned, then she got a thoughtful look in her eyes. "But
maybe you shouldn't use that, come to think about it, it might make you late for
school.""Why would that make me late?" I frowned a bit. "Wouldn't it be
faster?""It vibrates, silly." Deirdre whispered with a giggle. "I kinda wish I'd
have thought of that.""Maybe after school Mom, I think Deirdre wants to get
there a bit early.""I'd rather you did it now, if your mom will still give us a
ride." Deeds whispered softly. "I'm feeling a bit like a ... I don't know,
exhibitionist ... and sort of lonesome, maybe?""It does put you on show." Mom
grinned. "And I think that arrowhead is even more suggestive than being
completely bare.""So where is this 'lawnmower'?" I asked, cramming the last of
my banana toast into my mouth."I'll get it for you, but I think you'd better do
it in your bedroom, Penny still needs to get ready and I don't think I want her
to see you shaving while she's in the bathroom."So Deeds and I ran back up to
the bedroom, giggling loudly. As soon as we were back in the bedroom, I stripped
again, then stood in front of our full length mirror trying to decide what I
wanted to do. I already had trimmed some so I could wear a bikini and not have
hair hanging out but I simply couldn't make up my mind what else I wanted to do.
"Deeds, what should I do?""Zip, right off." She giggled, wiping her hand in a
gesture."The whole thing?" I squeaked. "What's wrong with shaving the whole
thing?" Mom grinned at me as she came in with her hands full. "Don't you think
it makes my ... box look sexy?""Yeah, ... but you've got a guy and ...""... and
if you shave, you might get one." She grinned. "Besides, it grows back, maybe
too darn fast.""Oh my, it makes me wet just thinking about it." I sighed. "I
mean it's so, so ...""Sexy." Deirdre giggled. "I know, I want to touch myself
all the time, ever since I did it.""Well, you can't take all day." Mom said
quietly. "Here's the electric razor and the scissors I used, plus I brought you
some cream to lessen the irritation afterward." She turned to Deirdre. "You did
use something after you shaved, didn't you?""Moisturizing cream." Deeds
nodded."I suppose that will work." Mom nodded. "This cream is supposed to be
better though, it does reduce the burning, itchy feeling for me."I was trying to
stand in front of the mirror on a towel and trim my longer 'fur' back with a
pair of scissors and was going slow because I had to try to move my hand
backward to what I saw in the mirror and it isn't easy."Could Deirdre or I help
with that?" Mom asked. "You're taking so long you'll make yourself late.""Would
you?" I blushed, turning slowly. "I know I'm supposed to be independent but I
don't even trim my bikini cut very often and I'm so scared of hurting myself
..."Mom took the scissors, suggested that I spread my legs and squat slightly,
then in only a few seconds had the worst of my already short hair trimmed down.
To my surprise, she didn't even pause before she picked up the electric
razor.She turned it on and looked up at me with a weird grin. "I'm just going to
buzz over you quickly because if I spend long, you're going to get too excited.
Now, this is going to leave a bit of stubble behind, but since you're not too
dark down there, it won't be real noticeable. You can touch it up later
yourself."And then she turned on the 'LAWNMOWER' and I knew the instant she
touched me what she meant about getting too excited. She didn't even start near
my clit and yet I felt the buzz right there! I guess standing the way I was the
skin was stretched tight or something because the vibrations were pure ecstasy.
Unfortunately they were unsatisfying as hell because Mom hurried so much.(I
refuse to describe the next few moments, not in a school report, let's just say
that when she was done, I hadn't orgasmed ... yet. I raced to the bathroom and
slammed the door closed so I could have some privacy. I was frustrated as
hell!)When I hurried back to the bedroom to grab my clothes, Mom must have
picked them up because they were sitting on my bed and the special cream was
sitting on top of them. I almost went back to the bathroom and started all over
as soon as I started applying the cream, but I forced myself to stop and get
dressed. Then as I walked downstairs, I found that a seam of my shorts was
stirring me up. I'd always liked those shorts before, because they 'felt good',
but I hadn't realised how much sensation just a little bit of hair blocked. I
was biting my lower lip by the time I walked back into the kitchen.Mom looked at
me inquiringly for a second, then grinned. "Shorts too tight?" She asked."Not
too tight exactly ..." I managed to mumble. "But I'm glad you're giving us a
ride to school, I think I'd go nuts walking all the way."Both Mom and Deirdre
laughed, but I noticed that on the way to the car both of them walked
differently than normal and both of them were wearing shorts too.********
I was actually glad when we got to school, riding in the car was as bad as
walking, every bump or turn made those damn shorts shift and I was going nuts. I
don't think Deirdre was having it any better than I was and I think we were both
setting off Mom, she had the strangest smile on her face and was wriggling in
her seat too. Mom had hardly gotten stopped at the school when I slipped out of
the car and thanked her for the ride. Deed's was right behind me. I would have
yanked off those darn shorts right there and thrown them into the car but Mom
wasn't waiting around, she drove off before I had a chance and even before Deeds
and I had a chance to close the car doors. Both doors slammed shut from
acceleration as she sped away. "Look what you started." I looked at Deeds and
giggled."She gave me the idea." Deeds answered, giggling just as much. "Now
where are the guys?"I turned and looked at the front steps of the school. Damien
was there, but I didn't see Lee. Then I saw Lee's sister, Yen coming our
way."There's his sister." I said needlessly"Oh darn, I bet Lee's sick or
something." Deirdre sighed."Hi." Yen said as she came up to us. "Lee asked me to
tell you that he's sorry but he won't be here this morning.""Is something wrong?
Is he sick or what?" Deirdre asked."No." Yen fidgeted for a few seconds, then
sighed. "It's Daddy, he doesn't think it's right for us to be naked in front of
white people. He's very old fashioned.""But the school could hold his grade
transcripts." Deirdre said in a shocked tone."I know, but Daddy is trying to
find a lawyer to fight the school board." Yen sighed. "Lee tried to argue with
him and even I did a bit, but he's made up his mind and I don't know what's
going to happen. Anyway, you guys better hurry or you'll be late. Maybe I can
get Lee to call you later.""I'm staying at Laura's." Deirdre said as Yen backed
away."Okay, I'll get the number from Susan." Yen called, actually running
off."Weird." I said quietly as we walked toward the front steps."Not that weird,
the Chinese are a very traditional people and they stick to their customs.""Not
that, the fact that she ran away like she did." I sighed"She was probably going
directly against her father's order to even talk to us." Deirdre defended her.
"And there are other people who's families are Chinese coming to this school, so
she might be worried about being even seen with us.""I guess." I sighed. "Hi
Damien.""Hi Laura, Hi Deirdre. Did you hear about Lee?""Yeah, we heard." Deirdre
paused and then without any fuss she began to strip, almost as if it really
didn't matter, like taking her clothes off to go inside was sort of ho hum.Oh
WOW!" Damien gasped as he saw her almost bare pussy. "Was that for Lee?""Yeah,
it was but he's not even here." Deirdre sighed."May I touch you?" Damien
whispered."Sure, why not." The total lack of emotion in her words floored me,
even Damien caught it and his hand paused, inches from her crotch. Then he stood
up and looked at me, I just shrugged my shoulders, damned if I knew why Deirdre
was so bloody listless and uncaring, but I decided right then that she'd better
go see Dr. Stan very soon. Instead of drawing more attention to Deeds, I decided
to draw the attention to me.Stepping up next to Damien I grinned and whipped off
my halter top, tossing it in a box."Your turn." I grinned at him."Okay." He
yanked off his t-shirt and grinned at me as he followed my lead."Now, my turn."
I grinned at him. Bending forward, I grabbed the waistband of his shorts and
pulled them down, grinning up at his stunned face as I did it. When he stepped
clear of them, I tossed them aside and smiled."Your turn." I whispered. "But no
funny stuff, okay?"He nodded and sort of squatted down as he slid my shorts
downward and I really couldn't see his face well but I heard him gasp. His face
lifted and his eyes had a haunted look."Laura, that isn't fair." He
wheezed."What's not fair, that I shaved?""No, because you made me promise not to
do anything.""I said no funny stuff." I grinned at him. "You could ask to touch
it if you want.""Can I, please." His voice was so quiet that I almost couldn't
hear it over the clamour of the other kids around us as they realised I was
shaved bare.When I nodded, his hand reached out so slowly that I was scared he
wouldn't reach me before the bell rang. Then his touch was so light that I
almost screamed at him to press harder. Two fingers, just two, ran slowly along
my labia starting at the bottom and I swear he had a generator hidden somewhere,
there had to be sparks! Major sparks! I felt like I was on fire and his fingers
moved so slow! It took forever for them to reach my clit. I could feel the
moisture building inside me and the tension building all through my groin. Then
he paused, near my clit but not touching it. He looked up at me and he got this
wonderful smile on his face and ...... He lifted his damn hand! ... I was
drawing a deep breath to scream at him to finish the job when one finger reached
out and flicked ...... just once. I swear I know what the Liberty Bell must have
felt like when someone rang it so hard that it cracked. My whole body reacted,
Hell, I think I exploded. If an orgasm during sex is like that, then I know why
the French call it 'la petite morte!' I'm sure I died a little bit right then
and right there. To be honest, I don't remember much for the next few minutes. I
do remember being almost dragged along the hall. I don't think my feet were
working, at least I couldn't feel them if they were. And I remember someone
saying a litany about being sorry and repeating it over and over. But in actual
fact the first clear thought I had was when I was in my home room and staring at
Mr. Winslow."Are you alright Miss Jennings?" I heard him say, and it sounded
like he was talking from inside a cloud somewhere."Mmm Hmm." I remember
mumbling. "Jus' fine."I'm not sure how I made it to my first class. Shucks, I'm
not sure how I made it through the whole morning. I kept seeing Damien's face
twisted into a shy smile and I kept seeing the fascination in his eyes. Then
too, I kept feeling those two gentle fingers. I'll bet I left a puddles
everywhere that morning, one each place that I paused for more than a minute. I
do know Deirdre dragged me into the washroom before lunch to wash my face and
clean up my ... well my whole crotch ... and even my legs. It was when she was
helping me clean up that I really came back to my senses. She was on her hands
and knees, swabbing me down with a damp paper towel when I finally realised what
was going on."Oh wow, thanks Deeds." I whispered, reaching down to touch her
hand."Well, are you finally back to somewhere near normal." She almost growled,
looking up at me."Sorry." I couldn't help but giggle. "I think he got through to
me.""Well, duh." She tried to sound grouchy, but had to grin. "Just what did he
do? I'm afraid I was inside my own personal little rain cloud until you
collapsed against me.""He just touched me gently." I grinned stupidly holding up
my hand with my thumb and two fingers folded. "With two fingers.""Up inside?"
She stared at me open mouthed."Unh uh, just gently up the outside, on my lips."I
sighed. "And then he flicked my clit with one finger.""That's it?" Her eyes were
almost as big as her mouth and it had fallen wide open."Unh huh, what with
shaving and then those tight shorts, I think maybe I was a bit wound up and he
found the trigger.""Or else he has magic hands." She giggled."God, I hope not."
I blurted. "Huh, I hope for your sake that he does." She grinned. "Now come on,
he's meeting us for lunch."The washroom door is only a few steps from the
cafeteria, so when we came out the door, I could see he wasn't alone. I paused
and waited for Deirdre to look up and see that Lee was standing there too. When
she didsee him, she squealed like someone had poked her in the butt with a pin
and launched herself down the hall at a full gallop. It's a good thing Lee is a
big guy and strong as a bull, she was in mid leap and going as fast as she could
move when she got to him. Even Lee staggered backward a step or two.It took a
hall monitor, Damien, and me to peel her off of him. Talk about a Public Display
of Affection and darn if the hall monitor didn't let her get away with it. All
he did was warn her not to do it again.She was still holding onto Lee's hand,
which was allowed, and they headed for the line-up, leaving Damien and I
standing there looking at each other."I owe you one." I managed to say quietly,
grinning like a fool. "And don't you dare do anything like that again before I
have classes, I don't know what went on this morning at all.""I'm so sorry." He
was whispering again."I'm not, it was bloody marvellous." I giggled, grabbing
his hand. "Let's go eat, I think I need it.""I guess that makes us even for what
you did to me at lunch yesterday." He managed to mumble."Like hell." I laughed.
"You could still talk. Multiply what you felt like by a hundred and you might be
starting to get close to what you did to me."I saw an empty table at the back of
the room and turned to him. "Look, there's a table way at the back, could you
grab me a burger and a coke, please, and I'll go save it for us.""Uh, okay." He
stammered, staring at me like I was from outer space."Don't make a big deal of
it." I snorted. "Lot's of people pick up lunch for each other."Then I hurried to
the farthest table in the room, because I had an idea of what I wanted to do. I
was already planning ahead, so I plopped down on the seats that would put
Damien's and my back to the room, leaving the seats facing the room for Deirdre
and Lee. Most of the time, the seats at the back of the caf were full of people
who were studying and today was no different, they were all full except for the
table I was at and everyone around me seemed to be cramming for some test or
other. To this day I don't know why that one table was empty, except perhaps
that good luck was on my side for once.All those people around us meant that
we'd have relative privacy as long as we were quiet, which was just what I
wanted. It only took a few minutes and the other three nudes joined me back
there and everyone took their seats just the way I wanted them to. When Damien
handed me my burger, I thanked him and then hurriedly dug in, not wanting to
waste much time on eating."So Lee, what went down this morning?" Damien asked
quietly.As Lee was explaining about his father and about Chinese attitudes in
general, I noticed that Deirdre was polishing off her sandwich as quickly as I
was gobbling my burger. In fact, I don't think either of us had ever eaten so
fast and I raised my eyebrows questioningly at her when Deirdre glanced my way.
She just grinned and kept on polishing off her food. She was done her last bite
before I was and she grinned at me as she licked her lips and wiped her hands on
a napkin.Both Lee and Damien were concentrating on their food, so she spoke
quietly to me. "I overheard you talking to Susan this morning and I think you
had a tremendous idea for dessert, would you mind if I joined you?""I'd
forgotten I said that, but I was actually thinking about it myself just now." I
giggled. "I wouldn't mind a bit."I glanced sideways and frowned, Damien was
sitting right up close to the table."Guy's, could we try something?" I
asked."Hmm, what?" Damien looked up at me."Just shift your chair back a bit and
turn slightly to point toward the middle of the table, like this" I said,
turning my chair slightly toward him and pushing back a bit.As soon as he moved
his chair, I leaned forward and reached out my hand to bring the tip of his cock
to my lips. As I kissed the round glans, Damien moaned, but at almost at the
same instant I heard Lee gasp so I knew Deirdre was busy as well. Then all I had
room for in my mind was how I could make Damien happy while discovering as much
as I could about giving a blowjob.My first discovery was that he hadn't really
been hard when I had bent forward but his body soon reacted to my lapping tongue
and sliding hands. Then I discovered that he was leaking precum and more
important, I found out I didn't mind the taste at all, in fact it seemed almost
tasteless, but it had a pleasant effect on my tongue. I'd touched a cock before,
so I knew to expect it's spongy yet hard texture but I'd never been this up
close and personal so to speak. This was my first ever blow job and it was a
payback for what he'd done to me that morning as well as ... well, just ... as
well as, okay?I don't think Damien could have asked for relief in the morning,
or if he did, then being around Deirdre and I had put him on a hair trigger. I
had hardly gotten all of the head inside my mouth and was just working my tongue
around it when I heard him grunt and he pushed his hips up and toward me. I knew
what was coming and I thought I was ready for it. ... HAH! ... once more Laura
was completely wrong.Okay, from what I'd heard in the locker room, I was
expecting a mouthful, maybe two or three ... What I got was a couple of
tablespoons of his cream.Again from what I'd heard in the locker room, I
expected it to be slimy, salty, and awful tasting ... What I found was that it
tasted and felt like lightly salted heavy cream but flatter somehow.What I
expected was that his cock would suddenly swell ... What I found was if it
swelled, it couldn't have been much, I never noticed it.But most important I
expected him to have an orgasm and that's it ... What I found was I had a
flashback to the morning, not as big, not as drastic, but REAL NICE!I was still
enough in control that I licked him clean and sat up slowly, then had a sip of
coke before I turned to Damien."There, I think that should be a decent down
payment for what you did for me this morning." I managed to smile.I swear his
eyes were crossed and he looked like he was made out of soggy wet string as he
grinned a loopy grin back at me."Paid in full." He gasped, looked at the half
eaten sandwich in his hand and tossed it carelessly on the table.That's when I
heard a wheeze from the other side of the table and looked over at Lee. He was
staring down at the back of Deirdre's head as it bobbed up and down and his
mouth was wide open in astonishment. I swear Deirdre was humming, then he moaned
so softly I almost didn't hear it and Deirdre's head seemed to disappear. I know
he didn't force her head downward because his hands were still resting on the
table as if he was going to get up or something, so I guess it was her idea to
try to take him deep in her mouth. Then he jerked several times before he sighed
softly and simply slumped in his chair.A moment later Deirdre lifted her head
and I could tell she was licking her lips but I couldn't really see. A moment
later she sat back in her seat and smiled over at me. "They tell me that the
thing about eating Chinese is that you find yourself looking for another nibble
or two inside of half an hour or so." She said in a stage whisper. It was so
predictable that she'd say something like that, and yet it cracked me up, Damien
chuckled, and even Lee managed a lopsided grin."I hope not." He sighed. "I have
weight lifting in the gym after school and I think a second time like that, with
weights later, would kill me."Deirdre looked at him, then at Damien, and finally
at me. "I'm not sure if I should be happy not to be as wiped out as everyone
else or if I should feel left out.""I'll bet you get your turn." I grinned and
winked at Lee who smiled back and I think he even tried to nod. Just then I
heard a voice I recognised. "There you four are, you've been hiding on me."
Jason said from somewhere behind me, I turned to smile at him. "Well Laura, you
look much better than you did this morning, I'm glad you're recovering." He
grinned at me."You saw me this morning?" I asked, and felt myself flush."He
helped Damien drag you to home room." Deirdre giggled."Good thing it's not now."
Jason looked at Damien. "What's wrong old son.""He's suffering from the same
problem Laura had this morning, so is Lee." Deirdre crowed as she giggled."Wow,
this is a lot faster crowd than I thought it was." Jason grinned, shaking his
head slightly."Just circumstance." I sighed. "In Damien's case it was payback, I
haven't a clue why Deeds jumped Lee.""Just like the guy said about the mountain,
because he's there." She giggled again.Both Damien and Lee were sitting there
like wet sponges, absorbing it all and doing nothing except grinning silly
grins."So you guys are making out okay?" Jason asked."We're making out ... just
fine now." I grinned.Jason opened his mouth to ask something just as the two
minute warning buzzer sounded, so we all had to rush to get to class and he
never got to ask whatever it was.My afternoon classes were boring on Tuesdays
and it ended with English and Mr Bentley. As I walked in, I dropped of the
folder with my report about Monday on his desk and just carried on to my seat.
To my surprise there was an envelope already lying there with my name on it,
When I opened it, my letter that I'd written on Sunday was inside and it had a
little post-it note stuck in one corner."Decent start - B+ so far." was all that
was written on the note. I looked up at Mr. Bentley in surprise and I swear he
winked and his face does not crack if he smiles, no matter what the rumours say.
I don't know why I find English class boring, but as I sat there that afternoon
I got to thinking about it. It wasn't really Mr Bentley or any of the other
teachers I've had, it's just that reading and writing have always been part of
what I do. So I just seem to be sitting there listening to the teacher trying to
teach me stuff I already know, then I get bored. At least it was the last class
of the day. When Deirdre and I met up with the guys outside, I was actually
surprised that Lee was there and already had his clothes on."I thought you had
weight lifting?" Deirdre said to him."I do. Downtown." He said shortly.He
astonished all of us by scooping her up into his arms and walking toward the
front gate. Out on the street, there was a gorgeous Corvette hardtop sitting at
the curb and he set her on top of the hood. Then to everyone's surprise, he
pressed her legs apart and moved forward between them to kiss her.I didn't know
what to expect, was he going to do something more than kiss her? Or had he just
carried her outside the schoolyard because he didn't want to get called fon the
spot for a PDA? Damien, Jason and I simply stared from the steps of the school
like we were rooted to the spot.After a moment, they broke the kiss, her arms
reached up and snaked around his neck and I heard her say something as she
hugged him tightly. He laughed as he set her on the ground, spun her toward us
and patted her bottom, then he opened the car door and hopped in. "I'd give you
a ride home, but I have to get downtown to the gym and I can't be late. G'night
everyone." He said loudly out the window as he drove off.None of us had gotten
dressed yet and all of us were simply staring after him. We'd been ignoring the
crowd around us but as Deirdre was slowly coming back, some kid made a rude grab
for her tit. Now Deeds has been taking judo for several years and I think she
could probably have tossed the kid like a sack of beans or maybe broken his arm.
Instead, it was like she flowed ... right out of the way of his reaching arm.
Since he was grabbing for something that wasn't there, he lost his balance and
she just ignored him as he fell to his hands and knees behind her. Jason had
jumped forward to help her and even Damien was on the move, before they both
realised there was no reason to do anything, Deeds was untouched and the kid was
on his hands and knees, probably feeling pretty damn foolish. It even surprised
me, I wasn't expecting her to move so smoothly after just having been thoroughly
kissed and fondled in front of everyone.Damien turned and stared at me for some
reason. "Wow, what else is gonna happen today?""Don't ask me." I sighed, then
held up those damn tight shorts. "I guess I've gotta put these things on and
walk home even if they're why I got into trouble today in the first place.""I
think that actually might have been my fault." Deeds said as she walked up. "But
I'm not looking forward to walking home in tight shorts either."She giggled
loudly and stretched slowly then looked me square in the eye. "I think I feel
almost like someone else did earlier today.""Rub it in." I grinned at her. "Go
ahead, I think it was worth it, even if we both have to walk home.""Sorry guy's,
I'm riding with Diane in her little car." Jason smiled. "Which reminds me, I'd
better go find her.""If you guys don't mind riding in an old Toyota station
wagon, I could give you a ride." Damien suggested then grinned. "And it would
suit me fine if you were still nude.""Sounds great to me." I grinned."What do
you say Deeds?""Umm, wonderful." She purred and I could see her mental mailing
address was still cloud nine. Since she wasn't really with it, I scooped up our
clothes, grabbed her by the arm, and turned to Damien."Okay, where's this car of
yours?""Just a second, I'd better get dressed.""Why bother?" I grinned. "Deeds
is staying with me, and when we get to my house, I'm going to want you to meet
my Mom. Since our house is a nude zone right now, you'll just have to take 'em
off again."Damien's reaction was predictable, he stared at me for a second with
wide eyes, then shook his head and simply accepted it. You know, if I'm not
careful, I could get to liking that guy.********
Okay, so will someone explain something to me, what is it with guys and their
hard-ons anyway? I'll give you an example from that afternoon and maybe you can
explain to me what goes on.We ride to our house in Damien's car and there are
two of us, Deirdre and I, along with him, both of us are nude and it's bright
daylight, he's showing no hard-on. Mom meets us in the hallway, in sort of semi
darkness. Sprong, he's at half mast and trying to hide it behind me!Mom suggests
we have a coffee, so we move to the kitchen and he manages to hide his hard-on
under the table as we tell her about our day. When I talk about what happened
right off the bat in the morning and later about lunch time, I can understand
him being hard. At those times, that bloody thing is almost set to drill through
the table, but later it rises and falls just a little bit, like a conductor's
baton on a gentle piece of music, but all the time it's gradually shrinking
some. Then Jimmy and Susan come in and of course they've stripped in the hallway
and I introduce them to Damien. That damn thing tries to act like a hydraulic
jack, trying to lift the table. Susan of course has to hear about our day too.
That damn thing is back to conducting a waltz.Mom asks everyone what they want
to eat and I suggest we invite Damien to stay. We sit chatting for a minute
while Mom tells us that the phone is now installed in our room and I suggest to
Damien that we call his folks and ask if he can stay for supper so we have an
excuse to use the new phone. Bump, bump, bump, he's working on lifting the table
again. He nods, but I can see he doesn't really want to get up, so I change the
subject and tell everyone about Mr. Bentley's class and about the grade I got on
that letter I gave him. Damien appears to me to be calmed down and I suggest we
go phone his folks. He nods, so we slide out of the breakfast nook and Susan
suddenly notices my 'new look' and she reacts by wanting to ask a ton of
questions. Damien of course is standing by now and I see him turn. As I'm
talking to Susan, Deirdre and Mom are chiming in, but as well I'm keeping an eye
on 'things'. At that point, that damn thing swells up bigger than I've ever seen
it before and it turns purple!I think I shocked everyone in the room, including
myself, about then. "That looks painful." I said looking down and drawing
attention to where I was looking. "You quite obviously need some relief! Excuse
us everyone."I now Susan, Jimmy and Deirdre gasped and I think Mom might have
tittered when I pushed Damien and his flaming blush down the hall to the
downstairs bathroom."What are you doing?" He protested feebly as I pushed him
inside. "Sit." I ordered, flopping the lid down on the toilet, then pushing him
back and dropping to my knees as I pressed his legs apart. "Now scoot forward to
the edge, I need room to move around."I'm not going to describe exactly what
happened, but I will say it was much more satisfying to play around when we were
alone than when we had been in the cafeteria. Somehow though, it didn't seem to
take as much out of him, he was still quite alert. Afterward as we both stood
up, he spun me around, pushed me back and down onto the seat, then he knelt
between my legs. "Your turn." He growled.WOW! What happened in the morning
wasn't a one time thing and his tongue is just as potent as his fingers were,
but this time I managed to still remain functional and it's a good thing too.
When we came out of the bathroom, Mom was waiting for us. I suddenly realised
what I had done and I wanted to sink through the floor. She silently motioned
for the two of us to follow her and she led us back to the kitchen.Deirdre,
Susan, and Jimmy were still there, still sitting at the table and Mom gestured
for us to sit down, then she leaned back against the kitchen stove and let her
eyes roam over all of us."Laura, you are old enough to engage in that kind of
activity, in fact all of you are, however that act was too blatant for this
household." She said quietly. "I realise that all of you have suddenly
'discovered' sex and you've found out that playing around is fun, however there
are three young children and a single mother in this house too. If Frank and I
can be circumspect about our sex lives, you can learn to be just as discrete, is
that understood?"I nodded and I think everyone else did too, but at that time I
felt about six inches tall and damn silly. As I was hanging my head and
blushing, I felt Damien's hand creep over and squeeze mine, then Deirdre's hand
pat my leg."Sorry Mom, I got carried away." I mumbled."I realise that, and I
even sympathise with you to a point." Mom smiled at me. "Luckily the younger
children aren't home and I think now might be the time for me to lay down some
rules about conduct."She paused and I admit, I squirmed like I was going to be
paddled, I just knew she was going to be fair but firm and I deserved to be
chastised."First; no petting where the little kids can see you. That doesn't
mean short kisses and hugs or holding hands, it means obvious sexual pets and
pats. I'm certainly not against you showing affection as you all know.""Second;
I think that even if the school doesn't stop you from doing it, I don't feel
that the kind of activity Laura and Deirdre were engaged in today should be
encouraged. Damien, I know you didn't know that Laura would react the way she
did, but now that you do, I think you should try to restrain yourself from
repeating it in a public place. Laura, I think that stunt you pulled in the
lunch room shouldn't be repeated either and Deirdre, while you're staying with
us, I'd like you to follow the same rules. Susan and Jimmy, you two are younger,
so I think you might want to think really hard about it before you do any silly
stunts in public.""Third; Susan and Laura, what happens in your room is your
business as long as the door is closed and no one outside of your room is being
disturbed by what you are doing. However, since there are two of you staying
there, well three right now with Deirdre, I'm going to insist that you don't do
anything that bothers anyone else who is there. In other words, if one of you is
studying, the other shouldn't be disturbing her by making out wildly. And all of
you had better remember, there's a lock on that door, if you don't want to be
disturbed, use it, but don't lock out someone who needs to come in."All of us
nodded and tried to smile. I mean it wasn't like she was being unreasonable, not
at all. After all, she had said that our room was ... HOLY CRAP, she had
literally said that we could ... I looked at Susan who was grinning so hard it
must have hurt.Just then the telephone rang and Mom went to answer it. The five
of us looked at each other and all of us grinned sheepishly. Then Deirdre sighed
deeply."I just wish my folks were as understanding." She said quietly. "When I
go home tomorrow ..."Deirdre paused as Mom came back into the room. Mom was
scowling but as she saw us, she shrugged her shoulders and tried to smile.
"Deirdre, I have some bad news and I hope, some good news.""What?" Deeds
whispered and I grabbed her hand."Well, your Dad has a bad ear infection, so he
isn't allowed to fly for at least two weeks.""Is Daddy going to be okay?" Deeds
asked quietly."Oh yes, they think he's going to be fine, but the thing is, your
Mom asked if I thought you should stay with us until they get home or if they
should fly you out there to be with them." Mom grinned. "I hope you don't mind,
but I practically insisted that you stay here and she agreed with me."Deeds
leaped to her feet and hugged Mom who hugged her back just as hard.As they were
hugging, I was thinking about Mom's scowl when she had first come back into the
room and about what she had said to Deirdre. I knew that if it had been Mom
calling us, to let us know that daddy was sick that she'd have wanted to talk to
each one of us. On top of that I knew Deirdre's parents. I was betting that the
conversation didn't go one bit like Mom had said, I was betting that it was one
continuous bitch session by Mrs. Smythe and that she was just as glad not to
talk to Deeds.Knowing I couldn't ask her about it then, I asked if Damien could
use the phone to call his folks."You've got a phone." She grinned and winked.
"Take him upstairs and use it. Just close the door so the noise the rest of us
are making won't disturb his conversation."I just stared at her for a few
seconds and then I grabbed Damien's hand and practically dragged him upstairs,
slamming the door behind me and for the first time I can remember, I locked
it.He was staring around the room like he was in a zoo or something. Of course
with all the stuffed animals Susan and I had collected over the years, maybe
that's what it looked like. I just giggled."None of the animals bite." I
snickered as I picked up the new phone and handed it to him. "Now, do you want
to let your family know where you are?"So he called home while I stood by at his
side, carefully not touching him, just watching the way he moved when he was
talking. His Mom talked loud enough that I could hear her voice and she sounded
nice. Actually when she found out he was at a girl's house, she sounded almost
excited and told him he should be home by eight so he could get his homework
done. After they said goodbye and he turned to look at me, I felt kind of shy. I
think I bit my lip and maybe even blushed a bit, I know he blushed."Laura, I
know we're here all alone and I know what your Mom said, but could we just talk,
and well maybe look at each other." He whispered.Oh man, I just melted. I mean,
it was like he was reading my mind. I guess it was a perfect opportunity for us
to make out, but really all I wanted right then was to get to know him better,
so we sat there on my bed and we talked for the next half hour or so. Then we
went back downstairs and joined everyone else in the living room.No one even
made one hint or asked one question to find out what we did. I was stunned by
that, then I realised we had just adopted a new code of conduct in our house and
I decided if others were going to treat me that way, I'd return the favour. When
Mom went out in the kitchen to finish fixing supper though, I excused myself and
joined her.As I gave her a hug, she leaned over and whispered in my ear. "I
thought you said he was a geek and that you were going to steer clear of
involvement?" She teased.I just blushed and giggled.I helped Mom and by the time
Daddy and the smaller kids came home, we had a supper made. Mom had invited
Jimmy's mother over too, so it was almost like a party. I think even Daddy was
impressed with Damien but I never really got a chance to ask him because right
after supper, he had to go back to do some work.When Damien had to leave later,
I walked him out to his car and kissed him goodnight right there, in the street.
He was dressed and I wasn't but I didn't care. When I went inside afterwards,
Mom just grinned as I went upstairs to do my homework.Deeds and Susan were real
quiet for the longest time, all of us were trying to hurry to get our schoolwork
done for the next day. It wasn't until we had said goodnight to everyone and
were all laying in bed that we talked a bit, but to be honest we didn't even
gossip for long before we fell asleep.End of Chapter - to be continued.
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laura04Naked In School: Laura ©2003/04
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Chapter Four - WednesdayI slept like a log but when I woke up, I was wide awake
even though I knew it was still early. It was comfy in bed and I snuggled there,
listening to Susan's soft snorts that almost became snores, then to Deirdre's
deep sighing breath, and my mind went off on a tangent, wondering if Damien
snored. I lay there thinking about all the things that had happened the day
before and I simply had to giggle, I was so happy about the way everything had
gone. I was thinking about how I felt when Damien had first surprised me with
his tongue and I was feeling a bit aroused, then my mind began to play around,
leaving my body to catch up. By the time I realised what was happening, my left
hand was inside my baby-dolls, pushing the top up around my neck, then that hand
was sliding and kneading, tweaking and twisting my tight nipple, sending an
instant sensation of heat and desire to my belly. My right hand was suddenly
pushing down my knickers as I kicked off the covers, then my knickers were gone,
kicked away wildly as well .... Now I could lift my knees, spread my thighs,
make room between them for ...?If I squinted I could almost visualise Damien's
face, as if he were looking up at me from between my wide spread thighs. My hand
dropped to cover my mound, hiding it from his gaze, like I was teasing him to
act. Ohhhh ... I felt my soft flesh, realised that I was now bare and I giggled
as I remembered what it felt like when I lost that hair. I rubbed gently,
feeling the soft stubble. Right then and there I decided I'd have to shave
closer, I wouldn't want Damien to get a whisker burn on his cute cheeks ... or
on his wonderful tongue .... My mind slid off again, remembering his tongue ...
my fingers began to move, almost of their own accord.One of my fingers was
teasing, rubbing very gently on the flesh on either side of my hard little bud
but not quite touching it. My finger was gently alternating, first upward on one
side, then around the top ... almost ... but not quite touching and then it
moved downward on the other side. Like his tongue, it paused and then began to
retrace it's path, gently moving the other way. My breath was coming in gusts
and my mind was teasing me with visions of Damien laying between my wide spread
thighs and it almost seemed that it was him gently using his tongue to tantalise
me. I closed my eyes and tried to keep myself quiet, but I was so close ... oh
so close. I needed something, oh my I wanted something but ... what? Damien? His
tongue? Or ...? Was I ready for ... that? Just the thought almost curled my
toes.My hand moved, down, hesitated, up, then down again and a finger dipped
slightly into the warm wetness, flashed back upward and my wet finger folded
soft flesh aside, now grazed and tantalised the tight little bundle of nerves
that was the core of my thoughts, the former target for Damien's searching
tongue. His tongue had been wonderful. But this morning, even my fingers felt
good. Oh yes! It felt so good ... oh sooooo goooood ... my finger found it's
target and I teased it, caressed the tight little lump gently ... almost like
Damien had done with his tongue ... I needed more, I just had to have it, my
finger dropped down, pressing open my folds, it entered, teased, backed out,
danced back to the nexus of my throbbing desire, moved faster, pressed
harder.Back and forth, faster, deeper, harder. I needed both hands, I wanted
more, more! More outside, where every touch sent another demand to my spiralling
desires; more inside, where it was so warm and slippery and ... almost
satisfying, but just ... not ... quite. My fingers couldn't seem to move fast
enough, hard enough, deep enough. around and over, back again, as well as in and
out, over to one side, then the other, twisting, thrusting, curling, kneading.
Then I felt my orgasm building ... higher and stronger than ever before. It was
pulsing, surging, almost there ... almost ... oh yes ... almost ... just a
little more ...."Oh please lover, please Damien, I need you!" My mind pleaded
silently."Oh yes ...""Oh please ..." "Oh Damien ..." "Oh more please ..." "Oh
please ... I need it now ...""Oh yes ... Oh yeah ...""Oh, Harder baby ...""All
the way ...""Oh yeah ..."- - - -"OHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"- - - -I think I erupted!I
know I squawked.Perhaps I even squealed.Maybe I might have screamed.I do know I
collapsed, totally worn out.I could hear people talking, people moving.I
remember looking up and seeing Deirdre and Susan staring down at me. I remember
smiling lazily, my body feeling like it weighed a hundred tons. Both Deirdre and
Susan were talking, asking questions, but it seemed like they were talking from
down inside a barrel and far away, I couldn't make sense of what they were
saying.My body was still pulsing softly, I could feel it both inside myself as
well as around my own fingers. I lifted my head and looked down, yes, I still
had two fingers inside and I could see my lower belly moving, under my hand my
mound was throbbing slowly as it clasped my fingers lovingly, over and over. I
moaned softly as another gentle tremor ran through me and my body clamped
tightly for a brief instant. I flopped back, my feet finally dropping down to
the bed, my knees falling open, my thighs splaying widely as I relaxed
completely.Then I heard other noises than Deirdre and Susan's voices. Was that
running feet?The door slammed open and Daddy was inside our bedroom, demanding
to know what was wrong, why was I screaming? And then his voice stopped short
and he was staring at me. And I was staring back at him!He was nude and holding
the door with one hand, framed in my vision by my wide spread thighs but I
couldn't seem to move, it was like I was paralysed. His eyes seemed rivetted on
my hand and the two fingers that were driven up inside me. I moaned softly,
wanting to do something but seemingly unable to even move so much as an eyelid.
Then I saw it. His body and his stance made it obvious. There, seen through the
open space between my thighs, I watched as what had been short, soft and
dangling suddenly wasn't. It grew, it filled, it hardened, it lifted, it stood.
My own Daddy looked at me and got a ... wow, it was huge! At that instant it was
driven into my brain that it was my body that had made him aroused. It felt so
wrong and yet so deliciously naughty. I'm ashamed to say that another small
orgasm rocked my body and I gasped loudly. My gasp must have been tremendously
loud - before that the only thing moving in the whole room had been Daddy's cock
as it lifted up into a stiff salute, but after my gasp things started to
happen."Daddy, go away!" Susan yelled and suddenly she was moving between us,
standing so he couldn't see my hands, couldn't see my body.Then Mom was coming
in the door, shoving Daddy out and I was blushing. Oh God, was I blushing! I was
still tired but I was scrabbling to hide. I wanted to die, I was so ashamed.
Deirdre was pulling a sheet over me and I was turning over, my legs now clamped
tightly together as I tried to bury my head in my pillow. Then Mom was leaning
down and gently running a hand on my shoulder."Careful Honey, let me see that
hand." She whispered, catching my right wrist in her gentle fingers. "Susan, go
get a bit of warm water, a washcloth, and a towel please."I didn't realise what
Mom meant, was there something wrong? It didn't matter anyway, I was so ashamed
and yet at the same time I was still so turned on."It's okay honey, you didn't
do anything wrong." Mom was saying quietly, her hand still stroking my arm
gently. "Don't worry Honey, everything will be okay."It wasn't that I was
worried, I just felt so ... so ashamed ... and I didn't really know why. One
minute I'd been day dreaming and the next minute I'd been playing with myself,
then the minute after that I'd been staring at my own father and ... so that
explained it, that's why I was ashamed. Because I'd been turned on by Daddy and
Daddy had been turned on by me. And although no one had ever said the exact
words to me, I knew it was wrong, badly wrong, horribly wrong. Nice girls didn't
even think about that. Good girls certainly didn't want to have their Daddy ....
Oh my God, what was I even thinking?There I was crying on my pillow as Mom
cuddled and cleaned me up, but why was she cleaning me like I was a kid? What
was wrong? Then I remembered my fingers, two fingers, two fingers deep inside
me. Oh God. Fuck was I ever a dumb bitch!"Oh God Mom, I'm so sorry!" I managed
to mutter."Oh Honey, you didn't do anything wrong." She crooned softly. "Some
women just make a bit more noise than others.""But Mom, Daddy came in." I
moaned. "And he saw me.""Your father should know better." She snuggled against
my shoulder, then chuckled. "After all, he's heard me often enough and you are
my daughter!""You don't make ..." And then I thought about, maybe Mom did make
noise sometimes."Oh sweety, most of the time I have my head buried in the
pillow." Mom actually giggled. "In the pillow?""Unh huh, but sometimes I forget
the pillow and just yell." She said quietly. "Especially if no one else is home,
it just feels better somehow.""When no one else is home? You mean just you and
Daddy?""Sometimes." She chuckled. "But you have to remember, I and your Dad just
got back together, there was a long time when he wasn't around and I didn't have
any male friends over here either."I actually turned and stared at her and she
was grinning at me, then she astounded me by lifting her right hand and waggling
her fingers."Sometimes 'the boys' still visit, if Daddy isn't around when I feel
..." She broke off and I noticed she was blushing a bit.I just lay there and
stared at her for a minute and she got a silly grin on her face as her hand
slowly dropped down. Then my mind went back to that instant when Daddy had been
staring down at me and I cringed. Still, I knew I had to tell Mom."But Mom,
making the noise wasn't the worst part." I sighed softly. "I mean Daddy ...
well, he saw me and ... he ... he reacted ... and I ..."She waited for me to
continue and her eyebrow raised, then when I couldn't find the words to tell her
she spoke. "You mean he got an erection?"I just nodded my head and bit my bottom
lip, knowing that was at least part of it, but certainly not all of my
problem."Almost any man would have." She smiled. "When I came into your room,
you looked like an open invitation for sex. In fact I remember using a very
similar pose when your Dad and I were on our honeymoon, so it's not really a
surprise that he had an erection. Actually, if you're normal, you might have
reacted to that too?"I just nodded, I couldn't tell her that I had another
smaller orgasm just looking at Daddy, I didn't dare."That's not surprising." She
grinned. "When your father is 'ready for action' he looks pretty damn good. I
know he sure turns me on.""But Mom!" I protested. "He is my father. I shouldn't
... he shouldn't ... we shouldn't ... I mean I can't ....""No honey, maybe you
shouldn't and maybe you can't." She said quietly. "But I don't think there are
many young women your age who haven't thought about it. I mean getting 'down and
dirty' with their fathers, it's a very common fantasy. As long as it remains a
fantasy, for both the father and the daughter, it's not a problem. It's when
either one takes action that people get hurt."When she glanced over at the other
bed, I realised that both Susan and Deirdre were still sitting there and for an
instant I felt embarrassed, then I realised that they'd seen everything, why
shouldn't they hear everything too."I think Susan had a discussion about
something similar with your Aunt Rachel. Didn't you Susan?""You and Aunt Rachel
share too many secrets, but yeah, we did and she said about the same thing."
Susan giggled. "And Mom, Daddy does look pretty good, when he's ... well, like
you said 'ready for action'.""Huh, I've sure never felt that way about my
father." Deirdre said firmly."No, I don't suppose you have." Mom sighed. "But
your relationship with your father is a rather unusual one.""What relationship?"
Deirdre snapped."Exactly." Mom smiled. "But let me ask you a question, and
remember, this is hypothetical. If you were on an isolated island where you knew
that you would have no repercussions and the only other person there was Laura
and Susan's father, what then?""No repercussions at all, like no chance of
getting pregnant, or anyone being hurt, or anyone finding out""Yes, let's say he
and I had split completely and both of you were single.""Then I wouldn't even
worry a lot about getting pregnant." Deirdre giggled, then got a strange, almost
shocked look on her face. "Oh Gosh! You mean, I'm mentally substituting Laura's
dad for mine?""Perhaps, it wouldn't be the first time that sort of thing has
happened.""Wow, maybe I should talk to Dr. Stan, huh?" Deirdre actually looked
worried."Oh I wouldn't worry about it." Mom grinned. "And actually I think Frank
will find that to be quite a compliment.""Your not going to tell him?" Deirdre
looked shocked."Perhaps, but probably not now. Actually, since it's still quite
early and ..." She glanced at her wrist watch. "Oh my, do you know what time it
is? It's only five thirty in the morning." "Laura, you got an early start on the
day, gal." Mom got an almost wicked grin on her face and she winked at me. "And
you don't have to worry, you're not strange or unusual, you were just caught in
a very hormone laden situation. Now I think you should try to catch some more
sleep, in fact all of you should get some more sleep."She leaned forward and
gave me a short hug, then tucked the covers around me and smiled. "More snooze
time ... all of you."I sighed and watched her go out the door, then turned my
head and glanced at the other bed. Deirdre and Susan were still sitting there
quietly and both of them were watching me."What?" I snapped, feeling like a
goldfish."I just wondered, did it ... well, did hurt?" Deirdre whispered and
Susan nodded her head."If it upsets you to talk about it, don't worry, but I'm
sure curious." Susan added quietly.It really didn't surprise me that they asked,
I think we'd all heard horror stories about how much it hurt! I just lay there
for a moment though, and I think I frowned, then I know I sighed."Sorry, I was
too involved in feeling good to remember, but if you want to know, it's a bit
uncomfortable down there now, it sorta stings. In fact, excuse me, gotta run!"
And I hopped out of bed and scooted down the hall to the bathroom.I know I
wasn't gone long, but by the time I got back, both Deirdre and Susan were laying
down again and at least seemed asleep. There I was, wide awake and feeling
sweaty but I couldn't even have a shower because I knew it would wake Mom and
Dad. I'd already ruined enough of their sleep, but I was wide awake. Now though,
since I was still warm and sweaty, the room felt chilly, so I slipped on a robe
and slippers, then went down to the kitchen and made myself a cup of instant
coffee. After that I went out and sat on the porch step just in time to see
Jimmy peddling by on his way to do his paper route."Hi Jimmy." I called
softly."Whoa. Hi Laura, whatcha doin' up at a quarter to six in the morning?" He
asked as he skidded to a halt in the street in front of our house."Just things,
I couldn't sleep." I sighed."Aww, too bad." He shook his head. "Sorry I can't
stay and talk, I gotta run.""That's okay Jimmy, I'll see you later.""Okay, see
ya." He answered and peddled off. I sat there for a while, just trying to enjoy
the feeling of the morning and the songs of the birds, simply trying to clear my
head but not really managing. I was so spaced out that eventually I realised I
had a cold cup of coffee in my hand, I hadn't even drunk it and I really hadn't
accomplished anything about clearing my mind either. I poured out the crud that
the cold instant coffee had become and decided that it was late enough that I
could make a pot of real coffee. So, hopping to my feet, I went back inside.I
didn't get to make the coffee. The coffee maker was already perking away but no
one was in the kitchen which really surprised me. I glanced around into the
dining room and the living room, but no one was there either. Then I realised
that I was hearing quiet voices from outside on the patio and recognised the
tones of Mom's and then Dad's voice. I glanced at the coffee pot and saw that
the coffee was almost ready, then I tried to hear what was going on but couldn't
and curiosity was suddenly killing me. I knew I was going to have to face Daddy
sometime and I decided it might as well be now, after all the longer I put it
off, the longer both of us would stew over it. You've heard the term; 'face the
music'? Well, that's what I decided to do and I decided to try to skim over it
as quickly as I could too. I grabbed a tray, the cream and sugar, spoons, and
two more coffee mugs, then as soon as the coffee was done, I took the whole lot
and headed for the patio. First I peeked to be sure I wasn't going to be
interrupting anything too embarrassing, then when I saw that they were just
sitting on the old bench and talking quietly, I stepped out."Good Morning,
coffee is served." I smiled, then blushed as I looked at Daddy."Hi." He grinned
and coloured slightly. "Before anything else, I apologise for bursting in on you
like that, this morning. Your mother was just telling me off for forgetting how
old you are.""Forget it." I giggled, really blushing now. "I shouldn't have made
so much noise either. I've been thinking, the worst that happened is that we
made each other embarrassed.""Well!" Mom looked at me in surprise. "I thought
you were so upset ...""I was." I giggled in embarrassment, setting the coffee
tray down on the corner of the picnic table and pouring all three coffee mugs
full, then handing them theirs. "I couldn't sleep though, so I've been thinking
instead. I decided that neither of us was really too badly out of line. I can
live with having made another stupid mistake.""The only mistake you made is
being noisy." Mom laughed softly. "And that's a matter of genetics, we talked
about that.""Hey, don't you go putting down my parents." I giggled again. "I
kind of like them both."I think both of them would have commented, but just then
the phone rang and rather than let it wake anyone up, I ran to grab it."Hello."
I answered, glancing at the clock, it was five after seven."Hello, could I speak
to Laura please." It was Damien."Hi Damien, it's me.""Oh good, I got hold of
you. Look, Lee is here with me and he's got problems.""Pardon?""Okay, here's
what happened. His Dad told him not to go to school yesterday, but he went
anyway. Last night his Dad kicked him out of the house, so for now he's staying
with me.""What ? Why did his Dad ...?""I don't know!" Damien interrupted me.
"Something about losing face, or at least that's what Lee thinks. Look, I can't
talk long, Lee's in the shower and I'm just calling to let you know so you can
tell Deirdre. Warn her that we might be late and please tell her not to mention
to Lee that she knows, okay?""Okay, I guess. Look is there anything we can
do?""I doubt it, unless you can figure out a way to change his old man's mind.
Look, I'll see you at lunch, okay?""Okay, I'll miss you this morning." I
sighed."Yeah, I'll miss you too." He sighed as well, and then he was gone.Mom
and Dad were both standing behind me when I turned away from the
phone."Problems?" Mom asked."Sorta." I frowned. "You remember I told you about
Lee and the stuff about his father being traditional Chinese and all that?""Ah,
and now his father is creating another problem?""Huge!. "I threw my hands up in
the air. "He threw Lee out of the house I guess and for now Lee is staying with
Damien.""Oh boy." Dad shook his head. "I knew that the problems with the program
weren't over.""Well, this one isn't really our problem." Mom said quietly."Unh,
really? Deirdre is still staying here isn't she? And isn't she a bit involved
with this Lee kid?" Dad asked quietly."Yes." Mom sighed softly. "You're
right.""Unh, guys, let's all try to stay out of this one unless we get asked
huh?" I said quietly. "From what Damien said I don't think Lee wants too many
people to know about it and it is his business after all.""He doesn't want
help?" Dad asked quietly."I don't think he wants most people to know and I think
it's a culture thing Dad." I shrugged my shoulders. "Now I've got to tell
Deirdre and warn her not to even let Lee know that she knows. Damien called when
Lee was in the shower, so Lee doesn't know he called."I heard Mom say something
to Dad, but I was already on my way up the stairs. In the bedroom, both Deirdre
and Susan seemed to be sound asleep so I quietly sat down on the floor next to
Deirdre and shook her shoulder."Deeds, wake up babe, we need to talk." I said
quietly with my lips next to her ear so I didn't wake Susan."Mmmm, whazzat?"
Deirdre mumbled softly."Deeds, it's about Lee. I have to tell you
something.""Huh? What aboudim?" She rolled over to look at me and blinked
sleepily."Come on sweety. Wake up and let's go wash your face. I think you need
to be more awake to hear this.""I'm awake." She sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Now, what's going on.""Shh, quiet or we'll wake Susan, it's only just after
seven.""I'm already awake." Susan mumbled. "Besides we get up in a few minutes,
now what's going on?""Yeah, come on, what's important enough to wake us."
Deirdre demanded."Oh shit." I sighed. "Damien just called and Lee is staying
with him for now. Lee's dad went ape-shit over Lee being in the program, he
didn't want Lee to go back to school. When he found out Lee went yesterday, he
threw Lee out of the house.""What? He threw him out?" Deirdre squawked in
surprise."Oh man, I can believe it." Susan said quietly. "Lee's sister, Yen,
told me her father was a real strict character, almost an ogre. She said that if
she or Lee did anything he didn't like, they'd be in real trouble.""Whatever." I
sighed. "Look, Lee doesn't want everyone to know about this. In fact we're not
supposed to know about it, so we can't even talk to him about it until he says
something to us, okay? I just thought Deirdre should know, so she can be a bit,
I don't know, extra forgiving or something if Lee acts weird in some way...?""Oh
man, the poor guy." Susan said quietly. "And poor Yen too, I'll bet she's a
wreck.""Oh for fucks sake!" Deirdre swore. "That's so fucking stupid! Lee was
just obeying the law for cripes sake. He has to go to school and since our
school is part of the program, he has to go nude."I'd never seen Deirdre so
angry and I just stared. She thought for a minute, her face creased in a deep
frown, then she stared into my eyes."Do your folks know?" She demanded."Yeah,
they know about as much as I do, they were there when I took the phone
call.""Maybe they can help. Let's go see if they have a minute to talk." She
said shortly and rolled out of bedIn a minute all three of us were in the
kitchen with Mom and Dad. Deirdre looked like she was about to explode as she
looked at them."Can Lee's dad do that?" She blurted. "Throw him out when he's
still going to school I mean? Isn't there a law?""It depends on how old he is,
if he's eighteen, there isn't anything even a judge could do. Before that child
services might get involved, but if he's eighteen he's legally an adult in many
ways. At that point, legally, his father is no longer totally responsible for
Lee's care." Dad said quietly. "Now I can't say the same for moral
responsibility, but the law doesn't cover that.""Oh, he's eighteen alright."
Deirdre sighed. "It's just not fair.""No, I guess it isn't and until Lee
actually tells you about this, you aren't even supposed to know what's going
on." I reminded her."Yeah, and that makes me see red too." Deirdre
snorted."Well, maybe he and Damien are trying to do something already." I said,
trying to calm her. "Damien did say that they might be a bit late for school
this morning and for us not to expect to see them until lunch.""Oh great."
Deirdre snapped and headed back upstairs. "Come on Laura, let's get ready and go
huh, I want to talk to Mr Taylor before school starts.""Get moving Laura, that's
a good idea." Mom said giving me a gentle push on the shoulder. "Deirdre needs
your moral support if nothing else."So I rushed upstairs after Deirdre. Even
though she was in a hurry, she agreed to take the time to shower and clean up
before we left, then Dad surprised us by offering to drop us off at school. Mom
handed both Deeds and I a bagel and a glass of orange juice as we hurried out
with Dad. To my surprise, Deeds actually polished them off like she was
hungry.We were really lucky with our timing, as Dad pulled up in front of the
school to drop us off, Principal Taylor was just heading across the parking lot
and Dad saw him. "Principal Taylor, do you have a moment?" He called out the
window as Deeds and I slipped out of Dad's pickup."Why hello Frank. Certainly,
do you have a problem?" Mr. Taylor answered, turning and walking toward us."We
don't, but one of the boys in the program does, one of the boys in Laura and
Deirdre's group.""Ah, you must mean Lee, I imagine. I've rather expected some
problem would crop up there." Mr. Taylor sighed. "What seems to be the
trouble?""Lee's dad kicked him out of the house. And he's staying with Damien
for now. And they may be late for school this morning. And Lee didn't even want
any of us to know about any of it. And it's not fair. And we thought maybe you
could help in some way." Deirdre rattled off quickly."I see." Mr. Taylor sighed
softly. "Well, if it's supposed to be so secret, maybe we should talk in my
office?""Look, I have to go to work." Dad said quietly. "You've got my work
number and Linda's home number if you need us in any way, don't you?""Of course
I do Frank, and thank you for the offer, although I don't know yet what we can
do." Mr. Taylor answered. "Now girl's, shall we go to my office and you can
repeat what you know just a little slower so I can be fully abreast of the
situation."So I waved goodbye to Dad and followed Deirdre and Mr. Taylor into
the school. Deirdre and I were still in the program, so even though we were
early, we paused at the door to take off our clothes. "Oops. I'm sorry girls,
but it's nowhere near class time yet and ... well, I'd prefer if you left your
clothes on for now. I may be your principal, but I am human and if you two are
nude when we're talking, it's quite possible that I might be distracted."I
stared at him for a minute, then glanced at Deirdre and I broke into giggles. I
couldn't help it, even if I knew my giggling was bugging Deeds. I mean, talk
about a compliment! Mr. Taylor dealt with nude students all day and he was
telling us we'd 'distract' him? WOW!"Oh for Christ sake Laura, quit thinking
with your gonads. This isn't the time to have your mind in the gutter." Deeds
snapped, but she was blushing, so she caught on too.I didn't want to upset her
any more than she already was though, so I quit unbuttoning my blouse, bit my
lip to keep quiet and followed Deeds and Mr. Taylor to his office. The phone was
ringing even while he was unlocking the door and he hurried to pick it
up."Hello, Principal Taylor here, may I help you? ... Oh hello Jason, how can I
help you?"Deeds and I found a seat and waited quietly."Why yes Jason, as a
matter of fact I have heard about the problem. If you see Lee, don't mention it
to him, but Deirdre and Laura know about it as well. In fact, they're sitting in
the office with me right now."I looked at Deirdre and she tried to smile, but it
was rather anaemic, so I reached out and took one of her hands in mine as we
waited. Mr. Taylor stayed on the phone with Jason for a minute or two more, but
we really didn't catch much of the conversation since Mr. Taylor wasn't saying
much at all. Then he hung up the phone and looked at us. "As you probably
guessed, that was Jason Walker, your peer advisor. Lee called him from Damien's
house last night, some time after Lee's father literally disowned him. It seems
that Damien and his family have taken Lee in and this morning it seems Damien's
mother wants to try talking to Lee's father. Now, what can you two add to the
story?"Deeds looked at me so I sighed and told Mr. Taylor exactly what Damien
had said and then added the story Susan had given me about what Lee's sister had
said."I see. Well, at the moment there doesn't appear to be much that we can
do." Mr. Taylor sighed. "At least I can't see any reasonable course of
action.""Well, could you at least warn Lee and Damien's teachers that they might
be late? Jason's too, if he's involved." I asked."Oh absolutely, Laura. That
goes without saying." He smiled. "Now, is there anything else I can do for
either of you?""Well, could you guess why Mr. Chen is such an ogre?" Deirdre
snapped. "What's got his shorts in a twist?""Well, I'd have to guess, but I
think it's cultural." Mr Taylor sighed. "I think Mr Louie is living by
eighteenth century standards in a twenty first century world, in fact he might
be living by even earlier standards than that. Just as an example of his
standards, take his name and Lee's name. Lee's father's name is Chen Louie, but
his son, Lee, is Lee Chen. If you wanted to go to the next generation and if Lee
had a son named Charles, his name would be Charles Lee. That fact alone is
enough for us to realise that he is a very tradition bound individual.""I really
don't care about that, but Lee's father is being so unfair." Deirdre almost
cried."Well, by Mr Louie's standards, Lee is being extremely rebellious. In his
world, children don't have a choice about many things, a patriarch's word is the
law. That's the way he's lived his life and that's the way he feels his children
should live theirs.""Well all I've got to say is this isn't China and it's not
the middle ages." Deirdre snarled. "I think he's an anachronism.""Perhaps." Mr
Taylor smiled. "Now, I think I should do some work and I think it's about time
for you two to go to the front door and doff your clothing for the school day.
What do you think?"Since there wasn't much Deirdre or I could do, we left him
and went to be good little girls who were involved in the program. However to be
honest, neither of us were really in the mood for it. After that, at least for
me, the morning crawled. I was anxious to talk to Damien and Lee at lunch and
lunch time just seemed to take forever to come. Finally I found myself walking
out of the last class before lunch at Deirdre's side but as we went out the door
of the classroom, she broke into a sprint toward the lunch room. All I could do
was follow. When I caught up, she was wrapped around Lee like an octopus around
a free meal, I just looked at Damien and grinned, then leaned forward and
touched my lips to his lightly."Hi Sexy." I grinned at him and he stared at me
in surprise."M-me? S-s-sexy? Are you n-nuts?" He stammered, his eyes as big as
saucers."Come on, I'll explain." I grabbed him by the arm, leading him toward
the lunch line and away from Deirdre and Lee. When we were in the line, I looked
up at him and grinned. "I happen to find that guys who go out on a limb for
their buddies are sexy, okay? Now, I think we need to find a seat away from
everyone so you can tell me all about what's going on, don't you?""I guess." He
sighed. "Since today is pizza day, let's each grab a couple and go sit outside,
okay?""It'll be faster if we split up, I'll get us each a milk and you get me a
cheese pizza, okay? I'll wait at the door."Only a few minutes later we were
outside and sitting on a bench under the trees outside the school. He'd grabbed
four of those six inch mini-pizzas and I swear he'd inhaled one before we even
found a seat. I just looked at him and snuggled at his side, taking one of the
others. "Those last two are both for you." I grinned. "Now, before you stuff
yourself with more pizza - give, make with the elucidation, tell me what
happened.""Okay, but I'm gonna eat and talk too, I'm starved." He sighed. "Last
night, about nine thirty or so, Lee called me and he was real upset. First off,
he told me he was stuck at the gym and that his car was gone. So I offered to go
down and give him a ride."He took a bite of pizza and paused as he chewed and
swallowed."So I got down there and Lee was waiting outside for me. It turns out
his dad had taken his car and kicked him out of the house because he came to
school after his dad had told him not to. I knew Mom wouldn't mind, so I took
him back to my house and told him he could stay in the spare bedroom for the
night."He paused again and took another huge bite and as he was chewing I
grinned at him."Look dufus, why don't you eat first and talk later, we've got at
least twenty minutes left." I chuckled and snuggled up to his side.He didn't
argue and to be honest, he did a great imitation of a starving wolf, literally
gobbling those mini pizzas in a few bites for each one. I'm not sure if he even
chewed much and after he was done, he washed it down with the last slug of the
milk."That feels much better." He sighed softly. "Now where was I? Oh yeah, I
took Lee back to the house and told Mom what had happened so she made us a snack
and told us he could sleep in the spare bedroom next to mine. She suggested we
get my sister Polly to call his sister and at least tell her where he was, so
she wouldn't worry. So Polly called and when Lee's dad put his sister on the
phone, she handed the phone to Lee. Lee talked to his sister, explaining things
from his side and he suggested she call him back after his dad went to bed.""I
thought we should call you guys and Jason, but Lee didn't want to worry Deirdre,
so we just called Jason to let him know what was up. The Mom sent Polly and me
to make up the bed in the spare bedroom because she wanted to talk to Lee
alone.""I wonder why?" I asked."Oh, that's easy." He smiled. "Mom's a lawyer and
I think she made a few suggestions that she didn't want us to hear.""Your mom is
a lawyer?""Yeah." He grinned. "Didn't you know that? Heck, she's the assistant
DA. I thought everyone knew that.""I didn't. Suddenly I feel a lot better about
Lee.""Just because Mom is a lawyer?""Yes screwball. He's staying with you right?
So ... he's got your Mom right there to advise him if he wants to do anything,
she'll keep his ass out of a sling."He looked at me for a second and then he
broke into laughter. "That's about what she said to me. The funny thing is, his
dad took away his car right?""Yeah, that's what you said.""Well the thing is,
it's Jason's car. He bought it and he paid for it himself. His dad did cosign
for it, but Jason made each and every payment himself and it's completely paid
off. Mom says he could charge his dad with theft if he wanted to.""Oh man,
family fights can get so dirty. I hope it doesn't come down to that.""Well,
Mom's going to check up on it today and maybe call his dad to talk."We were
interrupted then by two of my close friends, Monica and Francine. They told me
that they'd been a bit leery of coming over to see me when there were a bunch of
students around but they wanted to know how I and Deirdre were finding the
program. I just grinned and gave them a thumbs up sign, then introduced
Damien.Since I was still snuggled up tight against his side, Monica almost
frowned as she asked. "Are you two ...?""We're getting to be close friends."
Damien volunteered easily with a big grin as he wrapped an arm around my
shoulders. "Which suits me fine, I think she's pretty darn nice.""And he's not
as much of a geek as we were told either." I grinned. "Besides, if I make
friends with him, I can probably get free legal advise if I ever need it.""Well,
he sure looks like a ..." Francine's gaze slowly dropped down, then paused for
an instant and she blushed."Well, that's a side benefit, just a little extra." I
laughed."Quite a bit extra I'd say." Monica giggled.I'm not sure where the
conversation would have gone after that because the warning bell for class rang
and we all had to rush off. Not before Damien and I had shared a quick hug and
an even quicker smooch, then we agreed where to meet after class.The afternoon
didn't creep quite as slowly as the morning had, but to be honest, the day as a
whole seemed without a doubt to be the slowest day of school I'd ever put in. By
the time Deirdre and I met the guys, I was antsy as all get out, I just wanted
out of the school as fast as possible. Damien offered to give us a ride home
again and since Lee was riding with him, that made Deirdre exceptionally happy.
She and Lee piled in the back seat of Damien's car and I hopped in the front,
then turned at looked back at Deirdre snuggling against Lee."Say Lee, are you
working tonight?" I asked."No, my boss heard about my problems and gave me a few
nights off." He said quietly, then he sighed. "Damien told you what's going on
didn't he?""Some." I answered quickly and got a funny glance from Damien so I
patted his leg to let him know that I was fishing. "But if you want to talk,
I'll listen.""You'll get a chance. I called and asked your Mom if I could bring
Lee over to your house." Deirdre said quietly. "Since I'm sort of part of your
family for now, I thought that you should all know what's up.""That makes sense
to me, Mom's pretty cool at giving good advise." I answered."Huh, you ain't so
bad either." Deirdre snorted. "Your whole family has their heads screwed on
right, not like my folks." "Oh Deeds." I sighed, looking at Damien and rolling
my eyes.He winked back at me. "Damn, and I always thought this guy was a geek
who didn't have a clue about people." I smiled to myself. "Now I think he's
caught on to Deeds already."I was still thinking about that when he turned onto
our street and I saw Aunt Rachel's car in front of our house and Dad's truck
parked in the driveway beside Mom's car."It looks like we've got a full house
Deeds." I said quietly.She lifted up and looked, then shrugged her shoulders.
"It's only Rachel and your Dad, that looks like just family to me."I looked at
Damien and it was my turn to shrug. If Deirdre and Lee didn't mind having Dad
and Aunt Rachel hear about Lee's problems, it wasn't my business. After we went
inside it took several minutes before we had managed introductions all around.
Lee actually accepted the idea of nudity around the house quite willingly and I
noticed Aunt Rachel glancing at both he and Damien after they had stripped, then
she winked at me. Darned if it didn't annoy me a bit which really surprised me.
"Getting jealous?" I asked myself. "More like gotten, let's face it, I'm human
too."I decided the best policy was just to grin at her and snag Damien's arm and
then I looked around. That's when I noticed that Mom, Dad, and Aunt Rachel all
looked a bit different than normal, I suppose 'rumpled' would best describe it,
like they'd been working and had been interrupted. Either that or ... and I
mentally shook my head ... no, not Mom and Aunt Rachel. "Don't even go there." I
thought.But then Mom looked at all of us and smiled. "Let's all go in the family
room and have a coffee, I think we've got a few things we need to chat about."It
only took a few moments and we were all sitting around, actually Deirdre and
Lee, Damien and I were all sitting on the couch while my family were in
armchairs but it was still comfy. We were hardly sitting when Susan came in and
Mom invited her to join us, so she plopped herself on the arm of Mom's chair.Mom
looked a bit unsure, but she looked at Lee and smiled. "Lee, I know you didn't
really want everyone in town to know about your situation, but we have heard
part of it and we'd like to say that we're here to help if we can.""Thanks Mrs
Jennings." Deirdre smiled as she sat by Lee, holding his arm. "Actually, I think
Lee wanted you all to know the whole story, didn't you Lee?" "Yes, I think
that's a good idea." He sighed softly. "Since Deirdre is staying with Laura,
your going to hear it eventually, so you might as well know the whole truth
now.""What you've probably heard is that Dad kicked me out of his house." He
held up his hand as everyone but Damien and Deirdre drew a deep breath. "I sort
of expected it in a way, I was going directly against his wishes and in my
family, you just don't do that. Damien and his family have given me a place to
stay for now and ...""Hold it guy." Damien interrupted. "You know Mom and I
already had a talk about this, there's no darn 'for now' about it. That room
next to mine is yours as long as you need it or want it."I just turned and
stared at Damien and Lee, then I had to giggle. The two of them were the
antithesis of each other, one tall and thin, the other shorter and as muscular
as you could get. Even with his shorter height, Lee could have made two of
Damien and yet Damien was the more forceful. "Okay, so I have a place to stay,
thanks to Damien and his family." Lee smiled and tapped Damien on his shoulder
with his fist. "On top of that, I still have my job at the gym, but Dad has my
car and I ...""Um, sorry to interrupt." Dad smiled. "I talked to Principal
Taylor this morning and he'd heard about that from Jason, so I took it upon
myself to call my lawyer and then to call Damien's mother, Jocelyn. Now, since
my lawyer is Chinese and Jocelyn is involved on a personal level, we made a
small arrangement. Your car is now parked at Damien's house.""What!" Damien and
Lee both said at the same time."Mom thought it might take a while." Damien
added."Well, I did say my lawyer is Chinese." Dad grinned. "I don't know what he
said, and I don't really want to know either. I do know that he also made
arrangements for you to get your clothes and things out of your father's house
sometime.""Wow, thank you Mr Jennings." Lee smiled at Dad. "Yen and Damien
helped me get a few clothes and things this morning, that's why we were late for
school, but it would be great if I could get some of my other stuff.""Yen and I
talked at school today." Susan smiled. "If I'd known you were going to be here,
I'd have asked her to come over. She and I thought that if your Dad tries to
keep her from seeing you, you could meet her here once in a while.""Oh you
people are wonderful." Lee looked almost like he was about to cry. "Thank
you!""Didn't I tell you." Deirdre crowedEveryone chuckled at her, then Mom
cleared her throat"Okay everyone, on top of that, we have a little surprise for
Laura, Susan, and Deirdre." Mom grinned. "This morning I and Frank had a chat
and he agreed with me. We decided that Laura and Susan each needed a separate
room more than Penny and the twins did. But we did feel a bit weird about
putting Penny and the boys in the same room even if they are young, so Frank
came up with a solution. Since the twins room was quite large, we've put up a
temporary wall as a divider. We've moved Penny's bed in there and put the twins
bunk beds up as bunks. Then we swapped the spare bed with Susan's, so she now
has Penny's old room and Deirdre can sleep in the spare bed in what is now
Laura's room. We moved all of Penny's things, but Susan and Laura, it's up to
you to sort out who get's what from your old room and you need to move Susan's
clothes."I just stared at Mom and Dad, wondering if it was because of what
happened this morning but it wasn't the right time for me to ask. I couldn't
have anyway, Susan's squeal about having her own room and her dash across the
room to hug Mom and then Dad would have interrupted that. Of course I had to
thank them too, and then Deirdre got in on the act, thanking them for getting
her off of the floor and teasing both Susan and I about stepping on her. Which
wasn't really true, we'd just come awfully close a couple of times when we'd
hopped out of bed.By the time we were all done thanking them, I think Mom and
Dad were quite happy for us to go upstairs and start to sort out our mess. Dad
had even run an extension on our phone line so Susan and I each had a phone even
if we did share the same number. The first thing Susan did was to call Jimmy to
let him know and to invite him over to help her move her stuff, With the help of
Jimmy, plus Damien and Lee, it didn't really take that long to get Susan's
things sorted out and moved, even though Danny, Donny, and Penny had gotten home
and insisted on 'helping' too.After we got all of Susan's things moved, Damien
and Lee had to leave, so Deirdre and I walked them out to the car. Since we
didn't bother to put on any clothes, the guys were holding our bare skin and I
have to admit that I really liked being kissed and hugged when Damien could
touch me like that. I suppose part of that was because others could see us and I
remember wondering if I was just a bit of an exhibitionist.Aunt Rachel stayed
for supper and although she teased each of us about our guys, she also had a
compliment about each one too. Penny and the twins were actually quite excited
about the change in their rooms, which really surprised me until I thought about
the idea that they just liked change. At their age I probably would have felt
the same way. "Gosh, does that mean that I'm really growing up?" I wondered,
then grinned to myself when it realised it did.Later on it felt weird to be
sitting in 'my' bedroom with just Deirdre there when we were doing our home
work, I guess I was missing Susan's teasing. I did call Damien and we talked for
a while, then I passed the phone over and Deirdre and Lee talked too. I actually
chose that time to go chat with Susan for a bit, just to give Deeds some privacy
and man that seemed strange, being in 'Susan's' room.Once I was almost ready for
sleep, I had a quick shower and took the time to shave my puss a little closer
than before. I found that doing it myself wasn't as difficult as I'd expected it
to be. Of course I ended up practically sitting on a mirror, but just the
thought of being nice and smooth for Damien's fingers and tongue made that
worthwhile. Afterward while I was talking to Deeds, I found that she shaved each
morning now, right after she showered. Somehow, discussing things with her
wasn't the same as arguing with Susan though.In fact, going to bed without Susan
to kid and argue with seemed really wierd and I knew it was going to take some
getting used to. It actually took a long time for me to get to sleep.End of
Chapter - to be continued.
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From: "Dark Dreamer" <Nowhere@nohow.com>
Subject: STORY: Her Brothers' Slut! - MM/f, BDSM, INCEST
Date: 14 March 2004 23:16
A young woman develops an interest in kinky sex, but who is she going to
trust to tie her up and abuse her but her own brothers.
The next day when I saw my brother parking his car I ran upstairs,
leaving behind a little note, and a ski mask. The note was clear and
short. It said that he should put on the ski mask, come upstairs, tear
my clothes off, and rape me.
For the occasion I had on one of my old bras and an old pair of knickers,
a T-shirt, and a pair of gym shorts I never wore. My heart was pounding
in my chest as I waited for him to show up.
I stood by my dresser and pretended to be brushing my hair while I
waited. Every little creak and noise I heard made me gasp and look
around. He was sure taking his time.
Then the door to my bedroom was flung open, smashing into the wall with
a bang that startled me and made me scream. I whirled to see Rob wearing
the ski mask.
He stalked towards me as I stared at him in pretended fear.
"I'm gonna fuck you, bitch," he growled.
I jumped away from him but he grabbed me. I wrestled away and tried to
crawl under the bed but he caught me by the ankle and dragged me out
from underneath.
He jumped on top of me, rolling me roughly onto my back. I tried to
punch at him but he pinned my arms to my sides and pressed his legs
against them to pin them there as he sat straddling my body and leering
down at me.
"You sure look like a tight little slut to me," he sneered, his hands
sliding up my belly and onto my breasts.
"Let me go!" I cried.
"Shut your mouth, slut," he ordered.
He gripped the front of my T-shirt and ripped it open, then grabbed my
bra and tore it apart, baring my breasts.
I let out a cry of shock as he tore my clothes off, my mind humming with
sexual desire as he sank his fingers into my soft round flesh. He
squeezed them hard, then bent and bit down on one of my breasts.
I cried out again, writhing beneath him, but he only laughed.
"I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt, baby," he said.
He shifted his position atop me to get at my lower body, and I rolled
and kicked out at him, getting him in the stomach. For a moment I was
free, and tried to get to my feet. He jumped me, his arm going around my
throat and jerking me back hard against his body.
I gasped, finding it hard to breath as his arm pressed hard against my
throat. His other hand groped one of my breasts as he bent me backwards.
"Think you can get away from me, you stinking little whore," he growled
cruelly. "I'm gonna stuff my cock down your mouth and drown you in jism!"
We were on our knees, my body pressed against his. I gurgled helplessly,
thrilled by his words as he turned and flung me belly down over the edge
of the bed. His arm jerked away from my throat and he grabbed my shorts
in both hands, ripping them apart, tearing them right off me.
His hand jammed in between my thighs and squeezed my pussy hard, then he
ripped my knickers off.
"Ahh, lookit this fur pie," he sneered, gripping my bare mound. "Nice
soft, cunt meat for the taking!"
He grabbed me by the hair and jerked me back, hard enough that I yelped
in pain. He flung me on the floor and knelt between my splayed legs,
undoing his pants and jerking them down.
"Ready for it, bitch?" he growled. "Ready for my bone?"
He pulled out his hard erection and waved it at me, then pressed it
against my pussy opening. I started to twist away and he grabbed me by
the throat, forcing me back down flat.
"Don't move, whore, or I'll beat the shit out of you," he hissed.
He gripped my thighs and dragged my bottom a little closer, then let my
legs drop again and pressed his cock firmly against my moist, warm pussy
crack. He thrust in hard, then dove atop me. His cock drove deep, and I
cried out in pain as he crushed me to the floor and buried his cock in
my quim.
He mashed his lips down hard against mine, his hand seizing a thick hank
of my hair and jerking my head back as he crushed my breast painfully
hard with his other hand.
He humped hard and fast, tearing his cock around in my belly as I gasped
and cried out in dazed pleasure and pain. I tasted blood on my lips as
his mouth crushed mine. His hips almost bounced against me, his cock
tearing in and out of my burning fuck opening.
"Fucking whore!" he growled. "Stinking bitch! Take my cock, bitch! Take
my cock! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Fucking whore! Fucking cheap fuck-hole!"
My insides were burning up, and every time his cock stabbed up into me I
felt a startling blast of jagged heat. I gasped and grunted and moaned
as he fucked me hard, hardly able to think as my mind spun under the
crackling sexual heat pouring through me.
I bucked and shook, my legs bouncing on the floor as he hammered his
cock down into me with unrestrained violence and energy. He pulled back
and grabbed the backs of my legs, then jerked my legs up and slammed
them back against my chest.
He shifted his grip down along my legs to just above my ankles,
straightening them and slamming them back over my shoulders. I cried out
as my back ached, as my bottom was pulled into the air. He laughed and
pounded his hips down against my bottom with furious heat, my bottom
springing up and down under the hammer blows of his muscular hips.
Fire raced through my mind and I cried out as I came. A shockwave tore
through me, reverberating back and forth inside my body as I thrashed
and bucked and my mind spun. The universe turned out and I basked in the
luscious, glorious pleasure slashing through my body.
Nothing existed by the pleasure and the hard furious pounding of his
hips against me and his cock inside me.
I slowly came out of it, groaning as my eyes fluttered blearily. My body
continued to shake under the hard pounding Rob was giving me, and I
groaned as I tried to focus my eyes on him so - so high above me.
I felt my insides turning over, twisting and roiling in desire and
burning sensual delight. I could hardly think with the waves of lust
still washing over me. His cock was just - ramming down my pussy tunnel,
pistoning in and out and like a jack hammer.
I came again, a long, warbling groan of ecstasy escaping my lips as I
felt him increase the temp of his movements even more. My head jerked
spastically, unable to even move because my ankles were jammed against
the sides.
Then he stopped, groaning, his cock buried in my bubbling stewpot. He
slowly let his weight off my ankles, letting them rise, letting my
bottom ease back towards the floor.
He let my legs up and then dropped them on the floor. I lay unmoving,
groaning weakly. He grabbed my breasts roughly, squeezing them, then he
gripped my wrists and jerked my hands up together on my belly.
He reached down to his pants, which were around his knees then, and
pulled out a tie from the pocket. He made me press my hands together
like I was praying then wrapped the tie around them several times before
pulling it up between my wrists, to bind them even tighter together. He
tied off the tie then got to his feet, pulling his pants, shoes, and
shirt off.
He gripped one of my wrists and jerked me up to my feet then forced me
back against one of the tall corner posts of my bed. He lifted my hands
up above me and held me there as he tied the tie off, then stepped back,
eyes hungry, my body taut, as he looked me up and down.
"I bet I could sell you to a pimp for some pretty good money," he said
with a sneer. "Hot cunt meat is always worth money."
He cupped my pussy and squeezed it hard enough to make me wince.
"You'd probably even like that, wouldn't you, slut? You'd get to fuck
ten or twenty guys every night, get to give blow jobs in alleys and let
bums come in your face."
He walked out of the room for a minute, leaving me standing there,
struggling weakly, my wrists bound immovably against the post. It felt -
weird, but exciting, my bare bottom pressed back against the cool, round
wood, my arms held high above me, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
He came back with a small box in his hand, then set it down on the bed
behind me.
"Tell me where you hide the money, slut," he demanded.
"No!" I cried.
He squeezed one of my breasts until I gasped in pain.
"Show respect for your betters, slut girl," he growled.
He seized my hard pink nipple and pinched it, pulling it out from my
body, making my breast pull out in a narrow cone as I winced and
squirmed in pain.
He let it go, then reached behind me to the box and pulled out - an ice
cube. I stared at it as he held it in his fingers.
"Where's the money, bitch?"
"Fuck you," I gasped.
He pressed the ice cube against the center of my chest, then slid it
under my left breast. I gasped and tried to twist away, then kicked out
at him, knocking him back. He moved in again, pressing his leg against
mine to pin them back to the bed, then he rolled the ice cube around and
around my nipple.
He slid it over to my other breast, rolling it all over it. The ice cube
was melting, and the cold water trickled down my breasts and onto my
belly. He laughed as I gasped and squirmed, sliding the cube down my
belly, then up the side of my ribs and under my arm.
"Talk, whore! Tell me where the money is."
"No!"
He slid the cube right down onto my pussy. I gasped and squirmed, trying
to kick out at him as he forced it through my pussy lips and his fingers
jammed it up into my pussy tunnel.
"Stop! No! Oohh! Don't! Take it ooout!" I cried.
His fingers pushed up my pussy tunnel to the knuckles, shoving the ice
cube high inside me.
"Maybe that'll cool your hot little pussy off, tramp," he snickered.
He stepped back and I tried to shake the ice cube out, lifting my feet
one at a time, dancing in place as the cube shifted slowly inside me.
"Ohhh! It's cooold! It stings!" I whined.
"Tell me where your money is and I'll take it out!"
"Fuck you! Bastard!"
He laughed and got something else from the box. It was a candle. He took
out a lighter and lit it, then waved it slowly back and forth in front
of my eyes.
"Ready to change your mind?" he grinned.
"What are you gonna do?" I asked warily.
He put the candle near my nipple and I swallowed nervously.
"Don't you dare burn me," I said.
He tilted the candle and some wax dribbled off and onto my nipple. I
yelped in pain as the hot drops stung my nipple.
"Ready to be an obedient little whore?"
"Bastard!"
He tilted the candle again and more wax dribbled onto my nipple. It
hardened almost instantly against the straining pink bud. He shifted the
candle to my other nipple, and again stung it with wax that quickly
built up around it. My nipples burned a little, but there wasn't any
real pain.
He crushed the hard wax, breaking it away from my first nipple, and
baring it, then dribbled more wax onto it. He blew the candle out, then
reached into his box and pulled out something else. It was a banana. He
took out a little jar and rubbed some gooey cream onto the tip and top
of the banana, then pressed it against my pussy hole.
I gasped as he lifted one of my legs up and jammed the banana into my
pussy. The creamy stuff was slippery, and he was able to force the thick
banana halfway up me without much difficulty.
He pumped the banana into me as he held my leg up, leering at me as I
panted and groaned. He shoved it up deeper, and I groaned as my body
began to throb with pleasure once again.
"Yeah, lookit the little slut get off on the banana," he sneered.
"S-stop iiit," I groaned.
"I can do anything I want to you, whore," he said. "Anything at all."
He let my leg drop and abruptly turned me around to face the bedpost. He
slapped my buttocks, making me yelp in pain.
"Talk, bitch. Tell me where the money is," he demanded.
He pulled on my hair, making me cry out, then he slapped my buttocks
again, then again. The banana was still stuffed deep into my pussy hole
as his hand cracked against my bottom, and my pussy squeezed and sucked
on it as the fiery sexual lust built up higher and higher inside me.
Every time he slapped my bottom I jerked forward, and the post mashed up
between my legs. I groaned and humped against it deliberately, grinding
my snatch and the banana against the hard wood as Rob slapped my bare
buns red.
"Wish I had a bull whip," he said. "That'd put you in your place, little
whore."
I raised one of my legs, curling it around the bedpost as I ground
myself against it. My pussy burned higher and hotter, and I grunted with
pleasure each time his hand cracked against my bottom. My pussy was
throbbing with lust, and my mind was starting to spin out of control.
Rob stopped, then reached above me, untying one end of the tie, then
pulling my wrists higher still, forcing me up onto my toes. He tied them
there again, and I tried to curl my leg around the post. Rob jerked it
down, then he jerked my hair back again.
"Maybe you need more than just a spanking, you whore," he growled.
I didn't know what he meant at first. I was floating on a wave of
pleasure and wild, dark, thrilling sexual heat.
Then something cracked hard against my bare behind. It wasn't his hand,
and hit harder. I cried out in genuine pain, twisting my head around to
see him holding his belt, doubled up in his fist.
He swung it down against my bottom and again I cried out, the pain sharp
and biting.
"Owwww! Stop it!" I cried.
Again the belt lashed across my buttocks. Again there was a blast of pain.
"OWww! No! Stop! Agghh!" I cried as the belt whipped against my buttocks
again and again.
I pulled at the ties, but they held fast. I danced and jumped from foot
to foot, unable to do much because of how tight I was stretched. The
belt bit into my buttocks, hurling me forward against the post
repeatedly, mashing the end of the banana into the wood as I cried out
in pain.
Rob jerked back on my hair, pulling my head way back as he bent over me.
"Is this what you need, slut?" he demanded. "Is this what turns you on?"
His hand gripped my pussy, jerking on the banana, rubbing it against my
hardened clitty. Steam fairly poured from my pussy, almost as hot now as
my buttocks. Before, everything had been completely safe, a game that
was under my control. Now that belief in control had gone and with it a
sparkling, hot sense of danger, of helplessness.
Rob bit down on my throat and squeezed one of my breasts hard, then drew
back and slashed the belt across my bottom again.
I cried out in pain and pleasure both, my pussy mashing into the wood as
the belt hurled my hips forward. The pain was not as raw now. My bottom
throbbed with heat, and the heat seemed to shield me from the biting
ache. What would he do?! Anything he wanted! I couldn’t stop him!
Again and again the belt lashed across my buttocks, and now, without
that sharp pain, I started to concentrate more on my pussy, more on the
pleasure coursing through my veins.
I raised my leg again, curling it around the post as I mashed my pussy
and the banana against it. The belt cracked across my buttocks
repeatedly, and my mind spun as the orgasm roared upwards to explode
inside my skull.
The orgasm hit as Rob shifted his aim. The belt hit right across my
shoulders, almost knocking me breathless. The next blow hit the middle
of my back, then my lower back. I was - it - It was like all my
fantasies had come to life, like I was really being whipped, and the
orgasm roared through me like a freight train.
It was more powerful than any I had ever experienced. It rocked me to
the core of my being, sending my nervous system into meld-down as I
screamed in pleasure.
I totally lost it, mashing my pussy against the wood with all my
strength as Rob beat my buttocks and back with the belt.
I trembled and shook, my mind paralysed by the stunning force of the
climax that was shaking me. It went on and on, a prolonged firestorm of
sexual gratification that threatened to burn out my nervous system with
its power.
Never before had I experienced anything like this. The orgasm seemed to
last forever. I couldn't breath, couldn't think. I quivered like a leaf
in a windstorm, my left knee drawn back as my pussy bounced and vibrated
against the post and the belt cracked down on my back and bottom.
Rob stopped, and my orgasm slowly faded. I was almost insensible, my
mind burned out from lack of air. My face was pressed against the post,
my eyes closed as I groaned weakly.
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