Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Paige Turner by SZENSEI Copyright(C) 2022 by SZENSEI Episode 8: BEAU PEEP -Dear Diary! All of the boys in school love my new butt zipper jeans. Up! Down! Up! Down! They must be on the right track. LOL! - At 6:00 AM Lonnie Turner crawled out of bed and made coffee. A new work week meant a growing need for a vacation. Checking in on his newborn eighteen-year-old daughter Paige, he found her sleeping like an angel curled up with that damned stuffed teddy bear. She really needed to grow out of that thing but sadly even he had to admit it was pretty sexy how she maintained her cutesy appearance. All she needed now was to be sucking her thumb. Easing her door shut he moves down the hall into his office just to drink coffee, look over bills and groan at his checking account. He had spent way too much money lately. Deciding he was financially secure he eyes the dating site Tender icon on his desktop and opens it. Entering the essential homepage, he discovered over 900 guys had approached Paige so far. He was already exhausted by the number without looking over every horny fucker that wanted to tap his kid. Part of him wanted to delete the account but another part loved what they did last night. If anything, this was the best foreplay ever. Burning his lip on his hot mug of java he mumbled, -Hell! - That was probably where he was headed someday. Seeing replies by her video sent paramours Bryan and Josh he had to take a peek. Opening up Josh -(TM)s first reply it read, -First video I ever got from a girl. I told you I called things how I see them. That video was fucking hot. You had me captivated with every word. Every giggle. Every sigh. We have to seriously hook up sometime. If anything for that massage. I -(TM)ve been told I give the best. Let me know when you -(TM)re free. You -(TM)re welcome to send more videos too. So sexy. I -(TM)m going to be bolder still and say sexier the better. Have a good day at school Paige. Maybe we can hook up after graduation. Or before. LOL. - He ended his message with an emoticon offering flowers. Frowning at the floral arrangement Lonnie jumped over the bouquet to examine her redneck Romeo, Bryan -(TM)s reply before considering writing back to either of them. -Dang Paige. I was speechless for half that video. I never realized just how sexy you were until you sent the video to me. You -(TM)re a dream come true. - Lonnie growls, -Try a wet dream come true, Cowpoke. - Bryan furthered his message with, -Weird to say but dang I really wouldn -(TM)t mind brushing your hair. Let me know when you -(TM)re free and we can go riding. Maybe to the lake. I don -(TM)t live that far from it. I know the trails so we can ride out and kick back. I -(TM)ll buy extra sunscreen for you. - -Sunscreen my ass, more like baby oil. - Lonnie chuckled and finished his coffee. He then decided to send both men back another reply. Utilizing all the years he had studying his daughter -(TM)s speech patterns and adding a few seductive twists he typed away. -Morning Bryan. I slept like a baby with Fuzzy in my arms. I -(TM)ll get back to you but maybe I can be free this Saturday. With school I can -(TM)t do much during the week. I -(TM)ll bring the hairbrush on our ride so you can brush out my hair. Which color bikini do you like best, burgundy, black, hot pink, or yellow? - He felt strange acting like his daughter. Images of the show Catfish made him squeamish. Still, the idea of setting things into motion for a fun weekend made him downright evil. He wanted his daughter to know what dating was like, to mature into being an actual woman. Yet, the childlike persona she always maintained was troublesome. He like every other guy out there got hard as a rock around attitudes like hers. Playing on that personality trait could be beneficial. Older guys especially loved to spoil girls who gave them back their second childhood. With her graduation coming and his funds tight he mulled over how this might turn into a windfall of cash. -What am I thinking! - He sat his mug aside and palmed his forehead, -I sound like I -(TM)m pimping Paige out. - Switching back to Josh he types, -Morning Josh. If I can be honest, I got really turned on making that video. Could you tell? I -(TM)ll make another video just for you. - Added cheesy grin emoji. -I -(TM)ll let you know when, but I definitely want a massage. I may blush but I won -(TM)t say no. School all week. Maybe the weekend? I -(TM)ll have to ask my Daddy if it -(TM)s okay. Sorry, I still live with him and follow his rules. I -(TM)m a virgin to dating. Would you feel bad meeting my daddy first? I don -(TM)t want that to scare you off. - He mulls over if that last part would scare the Grizzly Bear away. He left it. -Message you after school. Bye Joshy. - Messages sent he sat back picturing Paige in her bikini by the lake. That Bryan guy oiling her up and touching taboo areas. He had to reel his thoughts back or rub one off before work. Scoping out other guys he locates one of the men from the mall. He adds him to her wish list because he knew him already. Out of twelve replies read he selected three for further consideration. Eying the clock he knew he needed to get dressed for work. This part of life he dreaded, but knew it was necessary. At 6:40 AM Lonnie headed out to the Distillery taking him fifteen minutes. From his car in the parking lot, he called her just to make certain she was up for school. Daily ritual! Answering she yawned, -I -(TM)m up Daddy. I had my alarm set. - -Alright! Listen up, Gingerbread Mouse! I read the new replies by Josh and Bryan. I want you to make two new videos from school. Keep it fairly clean but a little sexy. Show them your innocent side and your mischievous. Any thoughts on what you -(TM)re wearing today? - -I was thinking my new blue jeans and black pullover. I can -(TM)t show too much cleavage at school. I just want to look nice. - -Wear some lacy undies. - -I will. - She went to her dresser and chose a white lace thong and bra. -Anything else Daddy? - -Yeah. I love you, Ginger. - -Love you too daddy. Have a good day at work. - -You, too. - As Lonnie hangs up Paige shivers at having to confront her classmate, Brett Chenowyth. If he had seen she and her dad having sex and took pictures or worse, video, her life was over. She felt like calling off sick but knew she couldn -(TM)t. She had never missed a day of school since eighth grade. Shaking off her worry she grabbed a quick shower, blow dried her fiery red mane and got dressed. Perfume and eye shadow applied she put on her glasses and checked out her new jeans. They were really tight and showed off her shape vividly. Her shirt bordered her waist and if she stretched at all her belly button would magically play peekaboo. So very sexy. The pants were the ones with a front and back zipper. She worried that teachers would scold her for wearing them but wanted to take the risk. She ended up putting another pair of jeans in her book bag just in case. Catching her school bus she was off. At 7:45 AM her bus arrived at school, and she filed out behind other students. She had noticed a number of boys whispering and looking her way. She shivered at what they might be saying. Hopefully she was just reading more into it than was needed. Heading inside the front turnstile of the school she entered a long hallway of lockers. On her journey through, every guy around her took time to watch her intently. Her heart was beating fast. This didn -(TM)t happen last week. Nobody even glanced her way. Why now? -Hey there, Paige. - A boy at his locker smiled sweetly. -Hi. - She blushed. -You look different. - -New clothes. - -No, I mean you -(TM)re, I don -(TM)t know... - He himself shied a bit. -Sexy? - She flared her eyes playfully then moved over to her locker. Spinning her combination dial she realized her combo was 36-24-38. She hadn -(TM)t thought about it before. It sounded a little like her measurements. She snorted slightly and quickly hid her mouth. -Maybe. - The boy grinned, -Definitely pretty. - -Thanks Beau. I -(TM)m trying not to be so nerdy looking. - -It -(TM)s the glasses. - He chuckled. -I need them to see. - She returns his laugh. It faded fast. -There -(TM)s the new girl. - Paige froze at hearing the voice of Brett Chenowyth. Putting her things in her locker she takes a deep breath then hopped in step battle ready to face Brett. Two other boys were beside him. She knew them as Aaron and Cody. Their eyes were checking her out from top to bottom, but she tried to remain calm. -Hi Brett. - Puckering as he looks her over from head to toe, Brett admired the jeans. -How -(TM)s your daddy? - -He -(TM)s fine. - -Fine? Or FIIIINE? - He winks at her with a hint of -Ooooh, Baby! - in his attitude. She shyly placed her hands behind her back and leaned against the lockers, sheepishly trying not to smile. Strangely she wanted to. -We enjoyed the pizza. - She grew nervous. -I enjoyed delivering that pizza. I was telling my buds here how sexy you were answering the door naked. - Beau bulged his eyes and chose to run instead of defend Paige. She didn -(TM)t need his help anyway. Paige was Red Sonja! Her warrior of womanhood idol from the old movie with Brigitte Nielsen. Comic books helped! -Why would you tell them I was naked? That -(TM)s mean Brett. - He wags his cell in front of her. -Tell daddy he sends me those pics he took, or I show off the new pics I took last night. - Tensing up a bit with trembling eyes she knew her suspicions were correct, -You were window peeping? - -All night long. I got all kinds of juicy stuff. I want my pics with you by noon or I send these to the principal anonymously. How -(TM)s it going to look when he sees dear old daddy fucking his little angel? - -Whatever Brett! I don -(TM)t have time for your silliness. - She returns to her locker to obtain books when he leans over her showing video of Lonnie fucking her doggy style pulling her hair. It ended with him cumming on her ass in a milky load. Her eyes bulged as the other two boys planted their asses against the two lockers beside her to surround tiny Paige Turner. -Incest is best they say. - The boy named Aaron Wood whispered. -You should let us cum on your ass too. Call me daddy all you want. - Cody Benson, the other boy chuckled. She shivered as Brett recalled his cell and leaned in right up on her ear. -You and I are going to fuck Paige. Aren -(TM)t we? - She swallows dryly as Brett licks her earlobe. She wiped her ear on her shirt at an angle before reacting. -Please don -(TM)t ruin the school year with this. It -(TM)s almost over. - -It -(TM)s over when I say it -(TM)s over. I want those pics. Hell, I want your mouth around my cock. - -Gosh. - She turned beet red then dares to look at his friends. -All of our cocks. - The boy to her left challenged her. Brett lowered his gaze down at her ass to discover the zipper, -Whoa! What have we here? - He pinched the zipper tab and drags it down. Ninety percent of her bare butt vividly popped into view. She tried to turn around swiftly to hide her exposure but found herself pinned to her locker. Other boys in passing had noticed it with awe, drooling shortly after. All seemed intrigued. She tried to reach behind her to zip up, but his friends prevented her from doing so, each grabbing an arm lifting her off her feet to keep her turned around for all to see. Drawing that zipper down he tugged her thong bands aside until her adorable clam and tiny shadowed butt pucker were in perfect alignment, Brett took pictures of her bottom before zipping her back up. -Nice. - He looks around him at the gathering of boys, -Wasn -(TM)t that a sweet looking ass? - She heard the terms -Fuck yeah. - and -Sexy as hell. - So many of the students were followers it was unreal. She found herself blushing but eating up their compliments all the same. This was so new to her it was hard to fathom that all of them liked her now that she was open to more. A few stray pouts for her safety peppered in but unfortunately fear of ratting Brett out, or getting bullied themselves alluded their words. As the school bell rang for first period Paige was released. Brett stopping her just long enough to say, -By lunchtime Turner. - -I -(TM)ll try. I don -(TM)t think he will though. - -Oh, Principal Dewey? - He waves down the hall toward a tall portly man with an obvious toupee. Seeing the principal -(TM)s acknowledgement Paige turns to face Brett with a forming tear. -Please don -(TM)t. - -Tell me you want my cock in your mouth over lunch. - -I want your cock in my mouth over lunch. - -You really are sexy as hell, Paige. - He lightened up and actually lifted her chin to process him, -I wasn -(TM)t lying the other day at your house. - -I know. I -(TM)m sorry my dad treated you badly. - -All good. I -(TM)m still getting my BJ. - She nods and lifts the bridge of her glasses. She would text Lonnie at work after first period Spanish. Walking away she hugged her books to her chest. -How am I going to get out of this? - Did she really even want to? She only had a month left in school. After graduating, her past would be no basis on her future unless she went off to college. Still, her father would look equally as bad. Incest was illegal, that could potentially mean jail time, loss of his job, their home. She knew Brett was serious. -I -(TM)m so sorry daddy. - Lost in thought over Spanish she waited until the bell before running to the bathroom. Hiding in a stall she texted her father. It took forever to reach him. A more aggressive text of all capital letters got a better result. -DADDY, I NEED YOU. BRETT HAS VIDEO OF US HAVING SEX. HE WAS OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM WINDOW. HE -(TM)S DEMANDING THE PICTURES OF HIM AND I OR HE -(TM)S SENDING THEM TO THE PRINCIPAL. - Three minutes and two actual call attempts later, Lonnie finally replied. -Fuck! That little bastard. I got this. Don -(TM)t worry. - -He wants me to suck his dick at lunch. Do I do it? - -If it keeps him busy until I take care of this do what the prick wants. I -(TM)m so sorry Sweetheart. Just keep calm. - -I am. I worry more about your reputation Daddy. - -I have to get back to work. Have faith in me. - -K. - Bawling emoji she left it at that. Her cell lowered to her lap she sheds a true tear. She didn -(TM)t want to leave her confinement for fear of other students now. They had seen her bare butt save for her thin thong bands. It was possible her cheeks were still pink from her father slapping her ass last night. Pouting she heard more girls enter the bathroom. Whispers and giggling spooked Paige just as much as the boys. She couldn -(TM)t make out many words, but she swore she heard her name. Maybe she was just being paranoid. Then a much clearer voice was heard. -Did you hear Brett Chenowyth likes Paige Turner? Ewww! - -I think she -(TM)s actually pretty. Maybe if she would wear contacts and learn fashion. - -She must have had some fashion tips. I heard she -(TM)s wearing jeans with a zip up butt. Who wears those to school? - -Girls who like to show off. I never imagined Paige to even want to be like that. - -It took her long enough. It -(TM)s almost graduation and I bet she -(TM)s never even been with a boy. - -Same here. She -(TM)s so shy it -(TM)s crazy. - -I wish Brett liked me. He -(TM)s really cute. Why Paige? - -There has to be more to it. Brett -(TM)s sneaky. - -You think Paige wore those jeans for him? - -Maybe. - Paige had heard enough. Standing up she flushed the toilet to make it look good. Daring to step out she goes to the sink and washes her hands. She knew the girls were embarrassed by how their expression changed. She also knew they were eying her ass for the zipper. Fanning her wet hands Paige turned to them. -The jeans make it easier to pee. Brett does not like me. In fact, he -(TM)s spreading lies about me. So, you can have him. Thanks for thinking I -(TM)m pretty though. - She smiled brightly, -Contacts irritate my eyes. Time for Trigonometry. Bye! - Out the door she walked proud of standing up for herself. Once in the hall all eyes followed her every move. Guys were certainly noticing her more. It felt good but she also knew that if Brett hadn -(TM)t unzipped her jeans they probably wouldn -(TM)t be looking now. -Hey Turner? - A boy amid three others motioned her over. She expected the worst, likely more meanness. She stopped and shuffled amongst them. -Hi Sean. - -We saw what Chenowyth did to you. - Sean Madigan admitted, -Say the word and we -(TM)ll beat his ass. - Her eyes bulged at the fact they were defending her. -I -(TM)m alright. I maybe deserved that wearing these stupid jeans to school. - -Cool jeans. For what it -(TM)s worth we all thought you had a sweet ass even without actually seeing it. No offense! - -Really? - She tilts her gaze blushing heavily. -Definitely! Look at it this way. You were wearing a thong. Basically, a bikini bottom, right? - -A little I guess. - -We hear Brett likes you but who treats somebody like that? Especially using two thug buddies. Why do you let him treat you that way? - -He delivered a pizza to my house and... - She wanted to say more but felt like it might be dangerous. -Nothing. - -No. Come on Paige, what did that bastard do? - -I had just gotten out of the shower. I saw him peeping in my window as I was ... you know ... naked. - -Whoa! He was a peeping tom pervert? - -Yes. He said he snuck over to my house last night and window peeked some more. I -(TM)m kind of freaked out about it. - -Stalker much? Seriously ... just say the word. - Jocks! Interesting! -He showed me pictures on his phone that he took through my bedroom window. - She blushed but played the game, -I was ... oh, my gosh, I can -(TM)t believe I -(TM)m admitting this to you guys, we barely know each other. - She starts to turn away knowing she was late for class. Then again, so were they. -You can talk to us. We -(TM)re nothing like Chenowyth. - Billy Craig added his two cents worth. -I want to but it -(TM)s kind of personal. - She was liking the curiosity in their eyes. They were nearly shaking at her evasiveness. They really wanted to know. -Promise not to think badly of me? - -We swear. - All four express at once. -I was... - She turned beet red if not on purpose this time, - ... touching myself. - Their jaws dropped and not a one looked anywhere but at Paige. She adjusts her posture to let her tits lift more. Eyes went straight to her breasts. In stretching back a bit her belly button popped out. It was a very sexy button on an extremely firm tummy. -Cat bite your tongues? - She fidgets and toys with her hair. -Caught us off guard is all. Wow! Chenowyth is sick. - -I -(TM)m not really mad at him. Just hurt that he -(TM)s, well, blackmailing me. - She hoped to turn the tide without her father -(TM)s intervention. Ideas of getting Brett -(TM)s cell away from him and deleting the pics were forming as she toyed with Sean and his friend -(TM)s sympathy. Then again it could backfire. They might grow curious and look at the pics before handing the cell to her. -Blackmailing? - Drew Simpson looked at his friends. -How -(TM)s that? - She attempted sadness and aimed to express a tear, but she wasn -(TM)t that good. Instead, she just feigns a cold chill. -He wants to have sex with me. He said he would show everybody the pics and video if I didn -(TM)t. - -VIDEO? - The four brighten up then calm themselves just as fast. -Yes. With my toy. A rabbit vibrator, I call him Roger. I like playing Jessica. - She knew they were being men. Erections were rising. She had a bad feeling that she had gone too far, but her childlike tone always came out. -I just want those deleted. - -We -(TM)ll get his cell for you. - Drew dedicated them. -Really? Promise not to look at the video and pics? - Sean held a confident palm toward her. -We won -(TM)t do that. We know how shy you are Paige. This has to be hard on you. - No harder than their dicks were getting she thought. She loved getting their imaginations going. Maybe she was sexy after all. Jessica Rabbit sexy! She did like chomping on BIG CARROTS! -I better get to Trig. Thank you for listening. You guys are really cool. - She took the chance and gave each of them a peck on the cheek. Even they blushed. Once gone Sean swiftly turns to his friends. -By lunch we hijack Chenowyth and get that cell. - -Are we looking at her video? - The fourth boy Jeff wondered. -Fuck yes we are. I want to see her use that toy. - Daddy! Yep! Paige had gone too far. Boys! At 11:30 AM Paige began to sweat. She hadn -(TM)t heard from her dad, and she had a hunch she would have to actually give Brett a blowjob. Yet, she hadn -(TM)t heard from Brett either. As the lunch bell rang, she left her biology class and went straight to her locker. Joining her at the last second was her earlier zero hero Beau. This time he had the balls to speak up whispering toward her to get her attention, -Pssst! Don -(TM)t worry I have your back. - Her eyes fluttered with curiosity as she turned her head his way. -What? - -Wait for it. - They huddle next to one another. Beau grins at her and points toward an intercom speaker up on the wall. Seconds later the principal abruptly calls out for Brett Chenowyth to come to his office immediately. Paige -(TM)s jaw dropped as if it weighed a hundred pounds. -What did you do? - -Trashed his car. My beater with a heater smashed his back bumper and taillight. No hardcore damage but enough to stress Chenowyth out and maybe leave you alone today. - -Whoa! No way! Why would you do that Beau? - -You don -(TM)t deserve to be used like he has planned. - -How do you know what he has planned? - -I overheard him with his dufus friends talking about you blowing all three of them under the bleachers in the gym. What -(TM)s he got on you? - She was lost at how to answer his question at the moment. Her smile was contagious suddenly. Truth be told that sounded fun even if Brett and his goons were blackmailing her. As they chatted secretly Brett bolted by them. He had his cell in hand while rushing to Principal Dewey -(TM)s office. Five minutes later both he and Dewey walked outside together to inspect the damage. Brett -(TM)s car was a mess. Beau had sense enough to park his car a block away and run back. He had to skip a class to accomplish it but it was worth it to make up for his reluctance to intervene earlier. -Follow me. - Beau led her to a second-floor window onlooking the parking lot. There they observed a Police Officer who was already on the scene and writing up a report. -I called in an anonymous tip of a hit and run. - -Wow! I -(TM)m sorry you had to hurt your car over me. - -No problem the car -(TM)s on its last leg anyway. Rust bucket with bad everything. Shocked it gets me here. - He chuckles lifting a finger to pause. -It gets better. Watch! - He points as the Officer pulls out a large bag of illegal marijuana from beneath the dangling bumper. Brett went ballistic pacing about with his hands in his hair swearing it wasn -(TM)t his. -Don -(TM)t worry it -(TM)s not enough to get him into too much trouble. It -(TM)s my mom -(TM)s glaucoma weed. Weed is legal but that bag might be over the limit. I added grass to it to make it look bigger than it really is. Guess we -(TM)ll find out. - -I don -(TM)t know what to say. Beau? - Paige decides to fill him in on her dilemma even if she omitted sections of the issue. On second thought! -His cell has pictures and video of me playing with myself. I have to get that cell. My dad walked into my bedroom catching me, so it looks bad. - -Yikes! So that -(TM)s what Chenowimp has over your head. Ha! You were almost over his head. Sorry, bad timing. I don -(TM)t think he -(TM)s going to get arrested. That cop looks as if he -(TM)s going to have sympathy on Brett. - Beau frowns, -At least maybe this will buy you a day or three. He -(TM)s going to have to explain things to his parents. With weed I bet Principal Dewey at least suspends him a few days. - -I almost feel badly for him. I know I shouldn -(TM)t but I kind of do. Beau? How do I get his cell so I can delete that stuff? - -Not sure unless we tackle him and wrestle it out of his hands. Him being a football player that might not be easy. Fun maybe! - -Fun? - -You don -(TM)t see me for me, do you? - -What do you mean? - -Can you keep a secret? - -Yes. - He looks around for safety in the traffic of the hall. -I kind of have a crush on Brett myself. I haven -(TM)t come out of the closet, but I like guys. - -You -(TM)re? - Her eyes bulged, not suspecting this side of Beau. -Wow! I would never have guessed. - -I know! I don -(TM)t have the usual traits but I am. Can I borrow your jeans? - He chuckled. -Noooo! Get your own. - Paige giggled then abruptly hugged him. -Thank you for helping me. I swear I won -(TM)t tell anyone. - Looking down at the scene, Dewey and Brett leave for the school. The Officer driving off with the weed. -They -(TM)re coming back. - -See! No harm about him being arrested. Just lay low until he -(TM)s gone. - -I still have classes. Brett -(TM)s friend Cody has next period with me. He might still demand... - She resists mentioning the pics her dad was supposed to send. She had already said way too much. -Demand what? - -A blowjob. - Then it occurred to her, -Wait! Sean has the same class with us. Sean said that he, Jeff, Drew, and Billy would get Brett -(TM)s cell. I -(TM)m not sure how much I trust them not to look at the pics and video. This could still go badly. - -I wouldn -(TM)t trust them. - -You wouldn -(TM)t? - She went from smile to pouting in a single breath. -There -(TM)s four of them. All it -(TM)s going to take is one of them wanting to see the video to change their loyalties. - -Noooo! They seemed so trustworthy. - -I -(TM)m not saying they won -(TM)t honor your trust. Guys are, well, like that. A pretty girl doing naughty things is definitely eating at their imagination. Wouldn -(TM)t you want to see a video of a guy you like doing something sexy dirty? - -Yeah, but Sean and his friends don -(TM)t like me that way... - She offers a naïve expression, -Do they? - -Your ass was hanging out Paige. You know my secret now so, I can safely say, girl you have one tight little ass. Guys love that on a girl. I may be gay but even I can appreciate anatomy. - -You thought my butt was tight and sexy? - -Don -(TM)t make me say it. I said pretty earlier. Something about you was different is all. Did you like, just lose your virginity? - -On my birthday I did. - -Who was the lucky guy? - -Not Brett Chenowyth. - She chuckled shyly. -I -(TM)d rather not say. He -(TM)s a friend of the family. - -No problem! Go to lunch and finish your classes. I -(TM)ll talk to Drew. He -(TM)s in my next class. Maybe I can lure them into doing the right thing. - -Ok. Thank you Beau Beau! - She called over her shoulder while starting her journey back downstairs when something occurred to her, stopping midway. -Beau? - -Yepper? - -Seeing as you -(TM)re not into girls could I get your help doing something? - -Like what? - -I signed up for Tender yesterday. A couple of guys want me to make videos for them. I really don -(TM)t want it to be the selfie kind. - -Whoa! You just said you didn -(TM)t want your nudes in Brett -(TM)s hands. You -(TM)re giving them out to strangers? - -Not nudes silly. - She would have loved to but needed to keep things calm. That and Tender had rules against too much skin. That would change, her videos would eventually go straight to the horse -(TM)s mouth so to speak. Beau turned away suddenly leaning on a wall. He had to hide an erection. Maybe just maybe he wasn -(TM)t completely gay. Nodding he looked back. -What did you have in mind? - -I -(TM)m not sure my daddy told me to keep it innocent but offer just enough to intrigue them. - -Daddy? Aren -(TM)t you a little old to be calling him daddy? - -But he is my daddy, always will be. - She stood her ground. -The first guy works out in the gym a lot. Maybe we can go to our gymnasium, and I can work out on some weights while I talk to him. - -We can do that after school. - -The other guy is into sports and horses. I -(TM)m not sure what to do for him. - -Are you wanting to be sexy in the videos? - -Maybe! I just don -(TM)t want to be blatant about it. - -You should borrow a jersey and wear only it and toss a football around. - -In school? You mean naked under the jersey? - -You would be covered up, right? - -True! Where would I get a jersey? - -I -(TM)ll see if Drew has one here at school. Probably in his locker. - -Okay! Meet me in the gym after last bell? - She smiled then switched to depressed shortly after, -I won -(TM)t have a way home if I miss the bus. - -I -(TM)ll take you home. As long as my car didn -(TM)t die a lasting death after hitting on Brett -(TM)s ass. Rumper Bumper! - Now that sounded gay! -Ok. Thank you, Beau. I trust you. See you at 3:00. - -Later. - As soon as she was gone Beau chuckled, -She really is naïve. - Pulling out his cell he texted Drew. -Get that cell. We -(TM)re taking new pics after school. Bring the cell and let -(TM)s gain her trust. Send the pics and video to your phone for later. - Beau might not have been quite as friendly as he let on. Let his sheep follow by example. Drew and the boys waited outside on Brett over the next hour. Having been suspended for two days by Principal Dewey, Brett headed back to his car. The guys jumped him, putting a garbage bag over his head to blind him to their identities and locked him in his car trunk. Stealing his cell, they left his car keys in the trunk lock so that someone could rescue him. A quick theft of all that he had on his phone they took his cell inside and met with Beau in the men -(TM)s room after their next hour. Beau was the only one that actually went to class. From there Beau took Brett -(TM)s cell and pocketed it. He then joined Sean and the guys in viewing Paige having sex with some old guy on one of their phones. None of them knew that it was her dad he did not have red hair like she did as any indication. Regardless it was hot as heck watching the guy get rough with her then jizz on her ass. No sound effects due to the window between them helped. Otherwise, they might have heard her screaming, -Fuck me daddy! Fuck me harder! - -Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn! - Was their shared response. Beau knew then and there Paige was not being honest herself. He now understood why. Was that her ... dad? - He kept that part of his guesswork to himself. Drew chuckled over it as they watched it a third time, -We should throw a party and invite Paige. I bet she -(TM)s never even been to a party. - -She has to be the only girl. - Jeff wanted her alone. -Of course! We get her to fully trust us then get her naked. - -I -(TM)ll grab my jersey, Beau. - Drew volunteered his blue and white basketball jersey along with a better alternative. -A tank top too, if you can sucker her into it. - He laughed. -Might be too much too soon. Let -(TM)s meet her at 3:00 in the gym and play it by ear. Hand her the cell and let her delete everything before we try more. Trust is needed if we want to get her where we want her. - Change of plans he passes Brett -(TM)s cell back to Drew, then changes him mind yet again recalling his hand, -Better let me give it to her. I think she trusts me more. - All in agreement they finished off their classes. Two and a half hours later as the final bell rang, the school grew less congested of students. The gym was pretty dead due to any practices being outdoors while the weather was nice. No basketball practice today for Drew and Billy at least. Sitting in the bleachers the group awaited Paige. Showing up looking at her own cell she was shocked by Beau waving Brett -(TM)s phone at her and dancing in step. -YOU GOT IT. - She jumped for joy, her chest bouncing about. Dancing, she raced into Beau -(TM)s arms. He acted uneasy about it which she choked up to his being gay. The actions did make the Jock -(TM)s question his loyalties. -We need to hurry. - Drew chimed in, -Give Paige that cell and let her delete everything. - -We should get that cell back to Brett -(TM)s car and get him out of his trunk before he suffocates. - Billy spoke up. -Good thing there -(TM)s no cameras trained on the parking lot. - -You locked him in his car trunk? - Paige bulged her eyes. -Only way to keep him from getting others involved and making things harder. - Billy Craig added. -Here. - Beau handed her the cell. -Go over there and do what you have to. - -Okay. - She skipped as if a child over to the other set of bleachers sitting down to look over everything he had. It was a good thing it wasn -(TM)t locked. Deleting everything she found concerning her she returned to Beau and the others. -Thank you so much. - She passed it to Sean but before releasing it she had to ask. -Did you look at it? - -Fuck no. - He shook his head, -Paige, you can totally trust us. Jeff said you wanted to borrow a jersey to take pics in. Here -(TM)s mine. - He hands her the two garments wadded up as one which he had retrieved from his gym locker and motioned for the other guys to follow him back to Brett. Off they went. She was speechless. -Be more careful from here on. - Beau watched the guys leave then whistled. -I would so ... you know all four of those... - -Studs? - She giggled. -GOD YES! Man, this is so cool having someone I can talk to about being gay. You -(TM)re awesome Paige. - -Awww! You are too Beau. - -Let -(TM)s get started on your videos. I can -(TM)t stay over an hour. Part time job at the theaters. - -Ok! Here is my cell. Get the camera ready. I -(TM)ll go behind the bleachers and change. - -Hurry it up already, Peepshow. - -Hurrying. - She giggled then and darts away. Hidden in the shadows of the bleachers she stripped down and realized that there were two shirts, one a tank. She recalled how sexy she was wearing her dad -(TM)s tank for her not related uncles. This was a different situation though. Leaving her bra and panties on she just put on the jersey. Barefoot she steps out and scurries back to Beau. -Do I look too over the top? - The shirt on her 4 -(TM)11 height drooped past her kneecaps. Not over the top, but just plain silly looking. -Nope. Cute as heck. - -Okay! I -(TM)m going to sit on the bleachers, and you can just video what I say. I won -(TM)t be long. - She then moves to the fourth row up and sits down. Laying back on her elbows with her legs wide, feet propped on the bench below she drew the hem upward, so it appeared less of a dress on her. -Ready? - -When you are. - -Film. - She informs then switches to herself. -Hi Bryan. I told you I -(TM)d make another video. Here I am at school. - She throws her arms to her side. -I borrowed this jersey just for you. Do I look sporty enough? It -(TM)s really big on me. The guy that loaned it to me is tall. My friend is holding my cell for me so I -(TM)m free to move more. I haven -(TM)t had a chance to talk to my daddy about meeting at the lake yet. - Before school she read his and Joshy -(TM)s messages, including her father -(TM)s replies. -I really want to though. I -(TM)ll try and get an answer tonight. If I do, I -(TM)ll send you another short video saying I can or can -(TM)t. - She fidgets with the really long jersey as it fell back over her knees hiding everything. -Next time I -(TM)ll find a jersey that fits. - Beau seeing her fidget chuckles, -Girl show Bryan some leg. - Paige blushes and tugs it higher until her upper legs were both in view nearly to her hips. Rubbing her thighs, she frowns. -I need to shave my legs. Among other things. - She giggles and places a hand over her pussy pressing the jersey down as if hiding it. Beau was struggling like hell with a raging hard on. She was going to catch on soon that he wasn -(TM)t truly as gay as he wanted to portray. -I -(TM)m not really sure what else to say or do. - -Show him your athletic side. - -How? There -(TM)s no equipment. - -Come out here and do some somersaults. - He paused the video. -In this shirt? I -(TM)d break my neck. - She chokes laughing. -I -(TM)ll try it. - Trudging carefully down the steps she nearly trips. Once on the floor Beau follows her movement until she appeared ready to tumble. -I do like gymnastics. I used to do that back in 7th grade. Here goes. - With a running start she cartwheels. Upside down the jersey toppled clear down to her belly, showing off her white lace G-string before she resumed her upright position. Beau mouthed as if a silent whistle at seeing her thong. He nearly forgot to hit record again. -That was awesome. Try a double somersault. - Laughing she was getting into it, -Okay. Last time. - Marching out for more distance she primes her stance then sprints into her cartwheels. This time around the shirt on the second roll fell past her chest. Bra and panties both were seen. -This girl is crazy Bryan. - He speaks to the cell. Covering herself she blushes. -You saw me in my undies! Should I still send this? I don -(TM)t want Bryan to think I -(TM)m easy. - She wanted to be easier. For the sake of reputation, she hides her desires. -Girl, you know I -(TM)m all about the guys. You got nothing to be ashamed of. I bet Bryan would think you -(TM)re outrageous. - He attempts a more eloquent choice in words. -Okay. Bryan? - She talks to the camera shyly, -I -(TM)m going to take the risk. Undies it is. Don -(TM)t make me cry by not replying. - She pouts. Fluttering her fingers with a sheepish grin she finishes with, -Bye Bryan. - -Cut! - Beau whistles under his breath, -One down. What do you want for the other video? - -Weight machine. - -It -(TM)s downstairs. We have to hurry. Leave your clothes and book bag under the bleachers. - They dart toward a staircase giggling together and bumping into each other on purpose. It was too cute, and she was having a blast. Stopping at the top step she fidgets. -Wait! Let me get the tank top. - Hiking her jersey to run faster she scurried away. As she ran beneath the bleachers, she pulled off the shirt. As she did Beau with his own cell snapped a pic of her in her underwear from the side without her knowledge. After putting the tank on she raced back out. He had moved to the halfway point of the stairs so as not to tip her off he was peeping. A mad dash into the weight room found them not alone. There was Brett -(TM)s two cronies working out. Paige quickly sidestepped behind Beau for safety. -I thought nobody would be in here Beau. - -So did I. - He swallowed dryly, -Hey guys. - -There -(TM)s hot pants. What happened over lunch? You blow ole Brett? - The more aggressive Aaron eyed her. -Noooo. - She shyly informed them and nervously tugged at the tank top which pulled her cleavage lower. Her bra was all that saved her. -What are you wearing? - -A basketball jersey. - Tank! -Basketball team shirt. Who gave you that? - Cody spoke out. -Let -(TM)s go somewhere else for your video. - Beau nudged her back with his hand. It accidently cupped her breast. She didn -(TM)t let on that it might have offended her. -Nooo! I want to show Josh I can work out. - The two cronies -(TM) wince at her, -Who is Josh? - Asked Aaron. -A guy I met on Tender. He -(TM)s a bodybuilder. - She added that last part as if intimidating them might work. -You want to work out go for it. But we -(TM)re going to watch you. - -You sure about this Paige? - Beau tried to act worried. He wasn -(TM)t. -Yes. - Shuffling around Beau she cautiously goes to a bench press with a dangling weight bar on a pully. Straddling the seat, she lays back and reaches up for the bar. Brett -(TM)s buddies left their own weightlifting to move next to Beau as he raised Paige -(TM)s cell. She wiggles a bit for comfort. -Ready Beau? - -Rolling. - -Hi Joshy. I promised a video so here we are. I wanted to prove to you I could work out. - Looking up beneath her tanks cleavage she saw clean through her body to a sliver of daylight along her hemline. Her white G-string was in perfect view. The tank was not as long as the jersey was. It only crept down to three inches above her knees. That bright white patch creased amid her labia for a very sexy advantage shot. Regardless, Paige strained to pull on the bar with both hands. The guys all chuckled at her efforts, the weight ratio was far too heavy for her. -Here! - Aaron stepped over her and repositioned her hands to the plastic grips at the ends. He then went around the machine to move the weight pin to a lighter more manageable weight limit. -Try it now. - Managing with some effort to drag the bar toward her chest she made a grunting noise. From the tanks sides her bra was in full view. Aaron finally moved out of the camera shot and admired her narrow G-string revealing labia, with it slipping in between the folds. -I -(TM)m doing it. - Paige giggled triumphantly. -You would be able to lift more properly if you had that tank top off. It -(TM)s constricting your movement. - Cody had to try. Beau wanted to agree but chose trust. As he said earlier it was needed. -Joshy wouldn -(TM)t like me if I took the tank off. - Paige really wanted to but resisted. She was getting really wet as they checked her out. -Should I Joshy? - Her vocalized thoughts brought on affirmative nods from the boys. Halting Beau -(TM)s filming she crawls from under the bar. Her shyness easing more each day she sits up and points at everyone. -No pictures for yourselves. Give me your cells. - Shrugging the duo offers them up. She sits them on the floor next to her. Eying Beau for safety, Beau glanced nervously at the double trouble boys. -We -(TM)re good. - -Don -(TM)t be mean to me. - She reaches both hands down to the hem of the tank and sneers at them before inching the garment up to below her chest. The guys were drooling hard. She loved the look of hunger in their eyes so trying to make herself behave was torture. Up over her head the tank went, dropping it down over their cells. Shivering she covers her chest and stares at the trio. -Ready Beau? - -Fuck yeah! I mean let -(TM)s do this. FOR JOSHY! - Stretching back on the bench her body was fucking beautiful. All three boys had rocket launchers in their pants. Watching her lift was funny. Her chest mounding tight into a melon fest with each lift. -How am I doing Joshy? - Her widened legs offering a succulent directly within her labia. With each strain of lifting her legs rose into the air unable to lift without leverage. -You -(TM)re going to hurt your back lifting your legs like that. - Aaron Wood chose to move in slowly and place his hands on her knees. Motioning to lift she does for a better counterbalance. This meant Beau recording from the side angle. -I -(TM)m doing it. - She giggles as Beau moves further around to her side. -Try the sitting chest press. - Aaron pats her leg and actually helps her up. She moves to the seat next to her on the machine and faces outward as instructed. Beau paused his filming again. Her legs wider now the thong crept a bit narrower along her labia definition and her wetness became evident as trickles squeezed out around her embedded G. Once Aaron guides her arms around the pads to her sides, he adjusts the weight amount and moves back in front of her. -Alright just press the pads forward with an inward motion, then back and forth. - Paige nods and does her best. Those melons crushed together like colliding planets. All three boys pictured titty fucking her. She realized Beau wasn -(TM)t filming and stops. -Quit staring. Film me. - -Oh! Right! Sorry. - Beau returned to filming. -My trainers here showed me how to use the machine properly. They said my tank top was restricting my performance. I think they were right. It seems easier without it on. - She played the game. Aaron and Cody were dying. -Brett should see this. - -His loss for getting suspended. - Cody whispered back, neither knowing he was hostage out in the parking lot. -Should I try anything else? - Paige wanted to toy with their emotions. -The leg crunches. - Cody moves in patting a third bench. She climbs up from her seat and lays on her belly as instructed. Cody places a spur around her foot and shows her how to lift her leg. Beau had a closeup of her albeit butt, that G-string band MIA between her compressed cheeks before he realized he shouldn -(TM)t be zeroing in. -I -(TM)m doing it. - She giddily squeals. After both legs lifted five repetitions each she sits up. -Now I need a shower. - She grins laughing. -Joshy? My muscles are sore now. Massage me? - She bats her eyes after lowering her glasses. -I better get home. If I haven -(TM)t scared, you off trying to impress you with my workout message me back. Bye Joshy! - With a vivid wave goodbye Beau ceases filming. -Joshy is going to burst a blood vessel. - -I don -(TM)t want to send him to the ER. Should I delete that and do something not so sexy? - Beau frowns, -Save it. I have just enough time to film one more if you want, then you can choose which to send him. - -Okay! What should I do? - She reaches for the tank when Aaron and Cody jump to their own conclusion. -You should be sexier for Joshy. - Aaron recommends. -Guys love being teased. - -Really? Am I doing a good job teasing? - -Needs some work but not bad. - Cody slyly grins. -How can I be better? - Beau sighs, -Let -(TM)s not push our luck Paige. - -Nooo! I need to know how to tease properly. - -Try lifting without the bra on. Turn your back to us if you feel better about it. - -Take my bra off? - She drops her jaw. -Is that the right way to tease Beau? - -Uhhh! Sure! Something might seem out of place though if you really want to tease Joshy. - -Like what? - -Take the bra off and pose with your back to us. - Beau prompts. -Don -(TM)t be mean. - She had to point again. Turning her back she reaches around and unfastens her bra. Her milky white back was stunning as it became open and smooth without interference. She was lucky to have a pretty flawless complexion outside of a few freckles on her shoulders. Bra hung on a weight she cups her chest and glares over her shoulder. -What -(TM)s out of place Beau? - Beau swallows dryly and approaches her from behind. Rubbing his chin, he pockets her cell in favor of using both hands to delicately slip fingers beneath her G-string bands. Tugging them down over her hips he stops at leveling the bands straight across. Aaron and Cody were biting their knuckles. Stepping back Beau joins the boys. -Am I wrong? - Aaron bats his head about indecisively, -Maybe just a little lower. - He dares to step close and tug them down past her butt cheeks, the band curling out of her butt cheek prison. If she were facing him her fiery red bikini pubes would be in perfect view. Stepping back, he puckers at her naïve fawning expression. -Better? - She looks erotically bewildered. -Little lower still. - Cody moves in and guides her thong to her upper legs. That pussy was feeling air. If only they could see it. She bulged her eyes at allowing this to happen. Of course, they couldn -(TM)t see her eyes, nor were they looking for them. -Film me. - She pouts toward Beau. He instantly begins recording. With puppy dog eyes she peers over her shoulder sensually. -Joshy? I want you to see me at my sexiest. Tell me where you think I need the most work so I can make my body look scrumptious. - She wiggled her ass at the camera capturing both Aaron and Cody rubbing their crotches. Her eyes again bulged as she looked away. Once tilting her chin on her shoulder, she continues. -Maybe I should touch my toesies. - She bends over and does just that. Her ass tightening into a shiny white heart. They could see her butt pucker and a glimmer of her hidden clam. Stepping at an angle Aaron and Cody saw nipples. She touched her toes five times before looking back at Beau. Wiping her brow she giggles, -I -(TM)m working up a sweat. Am I sexy Joshy? Do I need to do more? - Aaron moved directly behind her and whispers, -I -(TM)m not getting fresh! But I bet this Joshy would probably like it more if that slingshot was hanging beside that bra. - -That would mean I would be naked. - She shivered and expressed a reluctant shyness. -Don -(TM)t you guys think Joshy would want to see her naked working out on the machine? - -Awesome idea. - Cody encouraged. -Should I Beau? For Joshy. - She looked for direction. -I-I-I mean Josh would get off on that sure. That -(TM)s totally up to you Paige. - He wanted to rip that fucking thong off of her himself. -I -(TM)ll try it. - She slithers the G-string to her toes and kicks it aside. Paige Turner was 100% nude in the high school weight room. She gave up hiding and faced them full frontal. Moving to the bench she began on she lays back with her legs wide. Her pussy was dripping wet. -Hold my knees, Aaron? - He did just that. As she lifted, her chest crushes together vibrantly, bright pink nipples swollen and pointing high. -Film me. - Again, Beau was distracted. He followed her through her routine and the guys actually behaved themselves. -I -(TM)m doing this for you Joshy. I need your hands all over me. Best massage ever. Next time I do this, I hope you -(TM)re showing me the proper way to lift in person. I -(TM)m going to get dressed now before a teacher or a coach comes in me. I mean in here. - She feigns a blush. Sitting up she realized both Cody and Aaron had their dicks out jerking off. Eyes like saucers she covered herself with her arms and hands. Looking at Beau she points at Aaron and Cody -(TM)s cocks. As if encouraging him to watch them it did not make sense to her why Beau was only staring at her. Swallowing dryly, he approaches her and hands her, her cellphone. -Get dressed once these guys jizz. I -(TM)ll take you home. - -Okay. - She sat there until both boys nutted hard. She was amazed at the flood and the sheer force of their firepower. Snarling as the last few droplets landed on the floor they zipped up. Aaron and Cody both nod at her with an established respect for her not screaming for help. -We -(TM)ll keep Brett off your ass. - -You don -(TM)t have to. I -(TM)m a BIG girl. - She offered a smug grin as they stepped closer to retrieve their cells from under the tank top. Her hands decidedly moved away from hiding and sat there trembling at how close they were to her blatant nudity. Handing her the tank top was gallant at least. Both boys left the gym impressed. Telling Beau to record her for kicks she cautiously remained nude and skipped along the hallway and up the stairs. Once at the top she snuck beneath the bleachers to get dressed in her real clothing. Finally, stepping out she met Beau, and they made the journey outdoors to his wounded beater with a heater. It magically started up. Peering over at the quiet Beau, Paige looked fidgety. -You -(TM)re not really gay, are you? - -Yes I am. - He shudders. -I gave you a hard on. - -Aaron and Cody did. - -If you say so. You didn -(TM)t watch them jerk off. - -They would have kicked my ass. I -(TM)m in the closet remember? - He stares at her uncertain eyes. -Okay, I -(TM)m bi-sexual. I so want to fuck you. - He suddenly turns in his driver -(TM)s seat to face her with an appealing gaze. -I know. - She giggles. -Maybe I will sometime. You did get Brett -(TM)s phone for me. I guess I kind of owe you. - -About that. - He grew a conscience. -Sean is throwing a party and asked me to come. Would you go with me? I probably won -(TM)t go if you say no. - -As your date? - -Friends. - -Okay! When? - -I think he said next weekend. I -(TM)ll let you know tomorrow. - -If I -(TM)m not on a date with Joshy or Bryan. - She giggles. -Take me home please. - -On it. - Beau repositioned into driver mode and moved into traffic with a loud dragging tailpipe. He still had secrets. That party was going to rock. After what he had seen in the last hour, he knew he could take her all the way. He was going to bust a nut three times that night. Brett Chenowyth? Still in the car trunk sweating his ass off. Luckily when Beau rammed his rear end the trunk had a small crack left open for air to get in. His cell was ringing on the trunk lid. It was his parents. That boy was in hot water. Paige needed to write in her diary. She was proud of her achievements. On the way home her dad Lonnie finally sent her a text. -Sorry Sweetheart. I couldn -(TM)t get away to fix anything. Everything blow over? - She typed back with, -I got the cell. They -(TM)re deleted. My friend Beau rescued me. - -Beau? - He questioned. -My Beaufriend. - She attaches a laughing emoji. -Can I go to a party with him? - -That might do you good. I -(TM)ll allow that. - -Yay! I love you daddy. - -Take those school videos for the Tender boys? - -Yeeessssssssss! So hot. - -Can -(TM)t wait to see. - -Can -(TM)t wait for you to see. - Beau was concerned over her constant texting. Who was this? Sheepishly she looks over at Beau. -Quit peeping Beau. - He did his best.