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 �>�Poor Little Cassie by Demonhead Copyright�(C) 2021 by Demonhead

   Chapter 18: The Recruit  -" Aftermath

   I sat on the couch, my couch I guess, and cried for a long time.  I
cried because I already missed Marcus, I cried because while I may get two
weeks off, I will go back to getting fucked by my assistant principal, my
cheer coach, a lot of my teachers, and a bunch of old rich guys that have
weird fantasies.  I also cried because I was sure that Tony hurt my mom
last night and he would hurt her again.  He was also going to hurt and
humiliate me every chance he got.  I also cried because I was not sure my
relationship with my father and my brothers would ever be the same.

   I stopped crying eventually and took a shower.  I loved this shower and
I realized while I was standing under the amazing rain head that I could
use it anytime I wanted.  In fact, in about 7 months this shower would have
a very big black man in it that adored me.  I started to feel a little
better.  I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. 
Marcus wasn -(TM)t here so I didn -(TM)t want to be naked.  I sat on the
couch and picked up my phone.

    -�Hi mom. -� I said as she answered.

    -�Hi honey, how was your weekend? -� She said and I felt a sob escape
my mouth.

    -�Sweetheart, what is wrong? -� She said.

   She waited for me to stop crying and then I told her everything that
happened.  I left nothing out, it felt good to say it out loud.  I finished
and there was dead air.

    -�Mom, you there? -� I said.

    -�Yes, baby, you have had quite the weekend.  I don -(TM)t know where
to start other than you should go and be with Marcus and not look back. -�
She said.

    -�Mom don -(TM)t do that.  I cannot leave you and Tony would either
find me or take it out on you.  I couldn -(TM)t live with myself.  Please
don -(TM)t say that anymore, we are going to stay together through this no
matter where it ends up.  I cannot do it any other way; you are all I have
left. -� I said.

    -�Sweetheart, you have a lot of people that love you.  Your daddy and
your brothers adore you. -� She said and I was silent for a few seconds.  I
did not want to discuss them; I wasn -(TM)t ready to tell my mom that her
husband and her sons all fucked her daughter at the same time.

    -�Mom, what happened last night? -� I said.

    -�It was a nice time. -� She said.

    -�Mom, please, I know a night with Tony is not just a nice time. 
Please tell me, my mind is going to horrible places, and it is driving me
insane. -� I said.  I heard her take a breath.

    -�He took me to a bar, there was a restaurant attached to it, so we did
have a nice dinner.  He took me to the bar afterward and it started ok.  We
danced and drank for a little while.  I was thinking it might be a normal
night. -� She said.

    -�But it wasn -(TM)t, was it? -� I said.

    -�No, baby, it wasn -(TM)t.  A man came over and sat at our table. 
Tony talked to him and then told me he owed the man some money from a bet,
and he was going to let the man decide how he was going to get his money
back.  I was a little confused but then the man told me to bend over the
table.  We were in the middle of the bar, so it attracted a little bit of
attention.  He lifted my dress and fucked me right there.  Then he tied my
hands behind my back and walked away. -� She said.

    -�Was it over? -� I said, realizing that was a stupid question.

    -�No, he came back with a marker and wrote something on my butt.  He
then made an announcement and people started coming up and fucking me. 
They did all three holes and the man sat at the table and collected money.
Eventually, no one was left in line and the man fucked my ass and then
thanked Tony and left.  Tony left me on the table while he finished his
beer.  He picked me up and walked me out, my hands still tied.  He took me
home in the trunk.  He left me in the yard and untied my hands.  It was
very late so no one saw me. -� She said and I was really sad now.

    -�Mom, what did he write on you? -� I said.

    -�Prices. -� She said and I groaned.

    -�Mom, how are you now? -� I said.

    -�I am good, baby, I took a long bath and I have been relaxing all day.
Dad is out golfing. -� She said.

    -�I am so sorry, Mom. -� I said.

    -�Sweetheart, I am a big girl and a grown woman.  I am more worried
about you, you are so young, you should not have to go through this. -� She
said.

    -�Mom, after this weekend I am even more determined to find a way out
of this.  I don -(TM)t want this life; I had a taste of what I want and now
I have to fight for it. -� I said.

    -�That -(TM)s my girl. -� She said.

    -�Mom, I do have a nice apartment now, can you come next weekend?  We
can hang out here. -� I said.

    -�That is the best offer I have had in a long time.  I would love that.
-� She said.

    -�Good, I will let you know what day.  It is my free weekend, after
all. -� I said.

    -�I love you Cassie. -� She said.

    -�I love you mom. -� I said and hung up.

   I cried a little more thinking about my mom getting fucked over a table
in a bar by strangers.  Was that my future?  Bending over a table for
anybody that Tony tells me to for whatever reason.  I took a deep breath
and decided I needed to think about something else.  I dialed my phone.

    -�Hey Cassie. -� Beatrice said.

    -�Hi Beatrice.  Do you want to come over and hang out?  I can fill you
in on the details. -� I said.

    -�Where are you? -� She said.

    -�The pretty blue building next to Temple Hall.  Fourth floor, apt 401.
-� I said.

    -�I will be there in 10. -� She said.

   There was a knock on the door 9 minutes later.  I opened it and Beatrice
stepped in and hugged me.  It felt so good, her body was warm and soft and
felt like it fit perfect against mine.  She held me for at least a minute
and then closed the door.  She turned and looked at me.

    -�You have been crying. -� She said and I nodded.

    -�Do you want to talk about it? -� She said and I nodded again.

   She took my hand and walked me to the couch.  We sat facing each other.
She started looking around.

    -�This is a nice place. -� She said.

    -�Yeah, it -(TM)s mine, well, it -(TM)s Marcus -(TM)s and he said I
could use it until he gets here in the fall. -� I said.

    -�He is coming to school here? -� She said and I nodded.

    -�Isn -(TM)t that a really big deal? -� She said.

    -�Yeah, he is a top tier athlete and he signed with a D2 college.  It
is a really big deal. -� I said.

    -�Why would he do that? -� She said.

    -�He said it was because of me. -� I said and she smiled.

    -�Ok, tell me everything. -� She said and leaned back.

   I told her everything that happened with Marcus.  I did not share any of
the coach or Mr.  Johnny things.  I hoped she wouldn -(TM)t push on why I
was even here in the first place.  She was buying the social hostess story
I was telling, at least she said she was.  I did tell her how angry he got
when he found out how old I was and what happened in Mr.  Johnny -(TM)s
office.  She liked that part of the story.  I did not tell her about the
ride to and from the airport.  I wanted to keep Beatrice out of the dark
part of my life.

    -�Cassie, that sounds so romantic, well, aside from the steamy sex
parts.  He is massive, how did you do that? -� She said.

    -�I am not sure, I just went with the moment, and everything seemed to
fit, literally. -� I said and she laughed.

    -�You are funny. -� She said.

    -�Yeah, he said that was the reason he was able to fight back his
anger, he thought of all the funny things I said. -� I said and she smiled.

    -�Look at you, you have a college boyfriend, and an athlete at that. 
You go girl. -� She said and I chuckled.

   This felt nice, two girlfriends sitting on a couch talking about boys. I
liked it, I felt normal and happy.  I decided that this apartment was only
going to host happy things.  I would keep the darkness out of this place.

    -�Yeah, I just have to wait two years before I can tell anyone. -� I
said.

    -�It will fly by, and it will be fun to have a secret. -� She said.

    -�It really needs to stay a secret. -� I said and she nodded.

    -�So, what do you want to do now? -� She said.

    -�Well, I have a credit card.  If I take you to dinner, will you give
me a ride back to my dorm? -� I said.

    -�You have a deal, girl. -� Beatrice said.

    -�Cool, I need to take a shower.  The remote is over there.  I am not
sure how it works; we didn -(TM)t watch TV. -� I said.

    -�No, you did not. -� She said and reached for the remote.  I laughed
and walked into the bedroom.

   The bedroom was a mess.  I forgot to ask Mr.  Johnny about maintenance.
I picked up my duffle and looked for a shirt.  I had one left and it was
yellow and buttoned in the front.  It showed a little belly, and it would
look good with my black leggings.  I looked down and saw the black panties
on the floor.  I picked them up and smelled them.  I was hoping they smelt
like him since he was the last one to touch them.  They didn -(TM)t, they
smelled like me.  I decided I was still going to wear them tonight; they
would always remind me of last night.

   I took a long shower and I felt rejuvenated.  I put on my black panties
and black leggings.  I wore my white lace bra and the little yellow shirt.
I pulled my hair into a ponytail.  I looked in the mirror and I was back to
cute college girl.  I picked up all my scattered clothing and shoved it in
my duffle.  I stripped the bed and piled the sheets up in a corner.  I
would figure out the whole laundry thing later, maybe mom would help me
next weekend.  I smiled and thought that would be a fun thing to do with my
mom.

   I walked back into the living room and Beatrice looked up.  She got a
big smile on her face.

    -�Wow, you are gorgeous.  Do you have a girlfriend? -� She said.

    -�No, the position is open, would you like to apply? -� I said and
smiled.

    -�I may just do that.  I have never been with a girl but man, you make
me want to try. -� She said.

    -�It must be this place; it is a very sexual apartment. -� I said and
she shook her head.

    -�Nope, it is not the place, it is you.  No wonder Marcus signed with a
D2 college; it makes perfect sense now. -� She said and I laughed.

    -�Are you ready? -� I said.

    -�Yep, let -(TM)s roll. -� She said.

   I closed the door and locked it.  We walked out and got in her car.  It
was a decent car but not as nice as what we rode in yesterday.

    -�Yeah, not an RT-G, sorry. -� She said and started the car.

   We had a great dinner and laughed a lot.  She was incredibly cool, and
she told me all about the martial arts training and tried to talk me into
joining.  I thought it was cute, but I am not a fighter.  I am not sure any
amount of training could make me into one.

   After dinner she drove me back to my dorm and dropped me off.  She said
she was going to call me in a couple of days to check on me.  I liked that
she thought of herself as my guardian.  She was certainly qualified; I
still remember the image of that girl flying through the air and hitting
the sidewalk.

   I walked up to my door and there was a note hanging on it.  It said, 
-�Call me, coach -�.  I pulled it off and walked into my room.  My roommate
was still gone, she must really like the new boyfriend.  Mine was bigger. I
chuckled to myself and dropped my duffle.  I sat on my bed and decided to
get it over with.

    -�Hey, princess, nice work.  I talked to Johnny. -� Coach said.

    -�Yeah, he was nice. -� I said.

    -�I guess so, most guys are nice after they get a taste of your little
pussy. -� Coach said.  Here we go.

    -�I have to say baby, I had already planned out your two weeks.  I said
I had faith in you, but I seriously doubted even your cute little snatch
would be able to reel him in.  I have to say I am impressed.  We will have
to ramp up your fundraising duties now that we know your potential. -� He
said.

    -�You said I would get two weeks off. -� I said.

    -�Yes, and you will.  I will make sure and schedule all your
appointments two weeks out.  You will be all raring to go by then. -� He
said.

    -�Can I have two weeks off without the teasing and nasty talk? -� I
said.

    -�Baby, what would the fun of that be.  You will have two weeks free
from physical contact.  I will still talk about you sucking my cock, but I
can wait two weeks. -� He said.

    -�Wow, that is big of you. -� I said and he laughed.

    -�There she is, I bet that snarkiness is what landed that big bull. 
Well, that along with that sweet little pussy and those magical tits. 
Princess, you have a great night, I will see you at practice tomorrow. -�
He said and hung up.

   I held my phone and wanted to crush it.  Fuck, I had such a good weekend
and tonight with Beatrice was a lot of fun.  I did not want to go back to
my old life.  I laid in my bed and started thinking of how I could possibly
get my mom and I out of this mess for good.

   My alarm went off on my phone and I looked at it sleepily.  Fuck, I only
had 30 minutes to get to first period.  I jumped up and realized I had
fallen asleep in my clothes.  I looked in the mirror and my shirt looked
like I had slept in it, duh.  I ripped it off and found a relatively nice
t-shirt.  My leggings were fine, so I grabbed my backpack and ran out of
the room.

   I barely made it to first period, and I scrambled into my desk.  I tried
to catch my breath.  I realized suddenly that I was still wearing my black
panties.  If it wasn -(TM)t so gross, I would wear them until Marcus was
here to take them off.  I chuckled at how disgusting that would be.

    -�Cutting it close, Miss Jones. -� I looked up to see my first period
teacher looking at me from behind his desk.

   He wasn -(TM)t one of the ones that fucked me in the library but from
the look on his face he knew all about it.  He would probably do anything
he could to be in there for the next morale celebration.  I guess my pussy
was a good motivator to improve performance after all.  I nodded and he
went back to checking his attendance.

   Once I caught my breath and my heart rate got back to normal the morning
went by without incident.  I was pretty sure every teacher knew about the
library now; they were all looking at me differently as I walked down the
hall.  This was going to be a long three years.  I was headed to the office
for my third period abuse.  I wondered what Pennington was going to do if
he couldn -(TM)t touch me.  I walked into his office, and he looked up from
his desk.

    -�Good morning, Miss Jones.  I hear you had an exciting weekend. -� He
said and I sat in the chair in front of his desk.

    -�Yes, sir. -� I said, refusing to go where he wanted.

    -�It must have been quite the experience for you, he was incredibly
large in more ways than one. -� He said and I looked at him.  What the
fuck, how did he know that?

   I just sat there, not exactly sure where he was going with this or if he
was just baiting me.  I decided I would not play along.  These fuckers
could make me do whatever they wanted but I didn -(TM)t have to make it
easy.

    -�This was my favorite frame so far. -� He said and turned his screen
towards me.

   My heart stopped as I saw Marcus holding his cock and looking down at me
as I laid on the bed with my legs spread.  All my confidence and excitement
that I would have two normal weeks went out the window.  He hit a button
and I watched Marcus move forward, grab my legs, and bury his cock inside
my pussy.

    -�I must say I am impressed.  That is a massive cock, and you are a
very small girl.  It almost doesn -(TM)t seem possible, especially the
Saturday night scene. -� He said and turned his screen back around.

   How did they do that?  Now I wasn -(TM)t so excited about my happy
place. The apartment was now being used to provide entertainment for who
knows how many people.

    -�How did that happen?  Who has seen this? -� I stammered.

    -�Right now, coach Mike and I are the only ones that know about it and
have access to the footage.  I was just about to send the link to a few
special friends, but I wanted to wait until I could talk to you.  I
understand I cannot touch you for two weeks and I am willing to do that,
but I was hoping you could maybe make these two weeks a little more scenic
for me. -� He said and moved toward the keyboard.

    -�Wait. -� I said and pulled off my shirt and popped open my bra.

    -�Smart girl. -� He said and closed the window.

    -�You know, it is probably a good idea to let you rest for two weeks. I
can imagine that little pussy is pretty wrecked after having that black
monster in there so often. -� He said and I tried not to cry in front of
him.

   I sat in the chair for the rest of third period as he worked and talked
on the phone.  He stared at my boobs most of the time and he asked me to
bring him books and binders.  I know he did that to watch them move as I
walked.  This two-week period was free from anything being stuck into my
body, but it looked like humiliation was still on the menu.  The bell rang
and I put my bra and shirt back on and left his office.

   I was angry as I went through the rest of my classes.  I didn -(TM)t
even look at the teachers.  The bell rang for last period, and I stormed to
cheer practice.  I got there early and walked into coach -(TM)s office.  He
looked up from behind his desk.

    -�Yes, princess? -� He said.

    -�I have done everything you have asked, and I know you can make things
worse, I get it, but the filming of Marcus and I went too far.  Can you not
give me any sense of normalcy?  Does everything have to be about
humiliation and control?  If you want to break me fine, keep going, I hope
you will enjoy an emotionless zombie for the next three years. -� I said.

    -�Are you finished? -� He said.

    -�I guess so, tell me now what punishment I have earned for this
outburst.  I guess I get to go to the cabin now.  Just let me know an hour
ahead of time so I can take a pain pill. -� I said and sat down.

    -�Princess, I am actually sorry about the taping.  It was Pennington
-(TM)s idea, and I went along with it.  I was not prepared for what I saw.
I was a little shaken at the intensity of the emotion.  Was that real or
are you just a fucking incredible actress? -� He said and I looked up.

    -�It was real. -� I said softly.

    -�Then good for you sweetheart, it looks like you have quite a man that
seems to be smitten with you. -� He said and I looked at his face, trying
to figure out this man.

    -�I don -(TM)t understand. -� I said.

    -�I will pull the access to the footage and disable the cameras;
Pennington is a moron when it comes to IT.  I will not destroy it in case
you become a real bitch in the future, but I will not let it get out.  You
be a good girl for the next three years and I will give all the content to
you as a graduation present. -� He said.

   Great, more blackmail material.  Goodie.

    -�I will also tell Pennington to leave you alone.  The spirit of the
award was to give you two weeks off from everything.  I believe I said two
weeks of freedom if I remember. -� He said.

    -�Thank you.  I appreciate it. -� I said and stood up.

    -�You are welcome.  However, a little outburst like this in the future
will be a little bit of a problem. -� He said and I left his office.

   Cheer practice went well, and I even felt a little better after my talk
with coach.  They still had blackmail potential on me but what he said
about the emotional intensity did validate to me that I didn -(TM)t
exaggerate anything.  If he saw it, then it was definitely real.  That gave
me a little bit of comfort.  Practice ended and I walked to the dressing
room with Jennifer.  She seemed down.

    -�Sweetie, what -(TM)s wrong? -� I said and she looked up at me with
those pretty brown eyes.

    -�Nothing, I am just a little tired. -� She said and smiled.

    -�I guess so, you worked your little butt off today.  You rocked in the
air. -� I said.

    -�Thanks, that means a lot that you noticed and said that. -� She said.

   We walked into the showers, and I took notice of Jennifer.  Her body was
small, and her boobs were pretty much just swollen bumps, but her nipples
were adorable.  The rest of her body was smoking.  Her tummy was flat and
tight, her hips were starting to round out and her little ass was tight and
really stuck out.  Her pussy was smooth and looked precious between those
strong legs.  I felt a little tingle, my slut sense was going off.  I
finished my shower and left.

   The rest of the night was about homework.  I really wanted to call
Beatrice but by the time I finished my homework it was 10:00, I was a tired
girl.  I crawled into bed and was asleep within minutes.

   The rest of the week went by without incident.  Pennington left me
alone, he was not happy, and I was not looking forward to when these two
weeks were over.  Coach behaved himself at practice, I think he actually
felt bad for me after our talk.  He was acting differently.  Jennifer still
seemed sad.  I talked to her every day, but she didn -(TM)t let on that
anything was wrong.  I decided that I needed to try and cheer her up.

   Friday after practice I waited for her outside of the dressing room. 
She looked up at me surprised.  She walked over.

    -�Hey sweetie, what are you doing tonight? -� I said and she looked at
me strange.

    -�Homework, mostly. -� She said.

    -�How would you like a girl -(TM)s night? -� I said.

    -�What -(TM)s that? -� she said.

    -�Oh sweetie, now we have to do it.  We just hang out and eat junk food
and watch silly movies.  There will be lots of laughing, I have to warn
you. -� I said.

    -�That sounds fun.  What time? -� She said.

    -�Well, now. -� I said.

    -�Ok, I need to make a call.  I need to rearrange some study plans. -�
She said and pulled out her phone.

   She walked over and started a conversation.  I pulled out my phone and
called Beatrice.  While I was talking to her, I overheard a little of
Jennifer -(TM)s conversation.  It sounded like she said,  -�It is just one
night. -� Then I heard her say  -�that will be fine, I want to do this -�.
It sounded like she was talking to a parent, I hope I didn -(TM)t jack up
any plans she had with her mom or dad.  I didn -(TM)t even know where she
was from.  I would have to find that out.  I hung up with Beatrice as
Jennifer walked back over.

    -�Ok, I am free for tonight.  I just have to be back by 5:00 tomorrow
afternoon.  Do girl -(TM)s nights last longer than that? -� She said.  I
put my arm around her and hugged her.

    -�You are just too fucking cute.  Let -(TM)s go to my dorm room, I have
to drop off my stuff.  My friend is picking us up in an hour. -� I said and
took her hand.

   We walked to my dorm.  I was starting to worry about my roommate.  She
did respond to my text today, so I knew she was not dead.  I could not
complain about the privacy though.  I packed my duffle and Jennifer left
her backpack in my room.  We got downstairs just as Beatrice was pulling up
into the parking lot.  I got in the front seat and Jennifer got in the
back. Beatrice turned and looked at Jennifer.

    -�Well, you are cute as a bug.  I am Beatrice. -� She said and held out
her hand.

    -�Jennifer. -� Jennifer said and shook Beatrice -(TM)s hand.

   Beatrice turned and looked at me.  She turned on the car and whispered
to me.

    -�She is fucking adorable. -� She said softly and I laughed.

   Beatrice drove us to my apartment and Jennifer was stunned when she
walked in.  She was looking all around like she was in a museum.

    -�This is yours? -� She said and looked at me.

    -�Yes, I do some work for the college, and they gave me this to help.
-� I said.

    -�That is an interesting way to put it. -� Beatrice said and I hit her
in the arm.  She laughed and we went into the bedroom.

   Jennifer followed us in, and I showed her the shower.  She walked into
it like she had never seen a shower before.

    -�It is nice, huh? -� I said and she nodded.

    -�We will be using it later. -� I said and she blushed.  She was so
cute.  We walked back into the living room.

    -�B, wanna order a pizza? -� I said.

    -�No, I want to order two.  I love it cold for breakfast. -� She said.

    -�That is gross. -� I said and she laughed.

    -�Don -(TM)t knock until you try it.  I am changing into my jammies. -�
She said and walked into the bedroom.

    -�I didn -(TM)t bring any jammies. -� Jennifer said.

    -�That -(TM)s ok sweetie, I have an extra t-shirt that will look like a
nightgown on you. -� I said.

    -�Thanks, I have never done this.  You will have to help me. -� She
said and I walked over and hugged her.

    -�The secret of a girl -(TM)s night is no worries.  You just have to
relax and have fun. -� I said and looked at her cute face.

    -�Ok, I will try. -� She said and smiled.

    -�Ok bitches, what movie are we watching first? -� Beatrice said and
came in the room and bounced on the couch.  She was wearing a t-shirt and
panties and obviously not a bra.  Her boobs were nice as they bounced under
her shirt.  It was hard to turn off slut, even after a week off.

    -�Jennifer and I are going to change as soon as I order the pizza. 
Pick out a funny one to start, I want to laugh before I cry. -� I said and
led Jennifer into the bedroom.

   I called and ordered the pizza as Jennifer sat on the bed.  I hung up
the phone and pulled out my extra shirt.  I tossed it to her and then
pulled out my t-shirt.  I pulled off my shirt and bra and slipped on my
t-shirt.  I pulled off my shorts and threw them in my duffle.  My t-shirt
barely covered my pink panties.  I looked at Jennifer and she was still
sitting on the bed.

    -�Are you going to change sweetie? -� I said.

    -�You are so pretty. -� She said softly and I walked up to her.

    -�Listen here little one.  You have nothing to be ashamed of, you are
beautiful. -� I said and she looked down.  I took her hand and pulled her
to her feet.

    -�Can I help you change? -� I said and she nodded.

   I pulled off her shirt and she was wearing a small white bra.  I reached
around and popped it open.  She put her hands over her chest and looked at
me.

    -�Honey, don -(TM)t cover them.  They are precious, I stare at them
every day in the shower. -� I said.

   I took her arms and moved them off her chest.  She took a quick breath.

    -�Hey, relax and have fun, right? -� I said and she smiled.  I leaned
over and kissed a hard little nipple.  She gasped and I felt her shiver.  I
kissed the other one and she made a little noise.

   I slipped the t-shirt over her head and knelt.  I unsnapped her shorts
and pulled them down and off her pretty feet.  Her panties were cotton and
white.  They were stretched tight around her little butt.  I kissed her
belly and then stood up.  The t-shirt wasn -(TM)t as long as I thought, you
could see a glimpse of white panty.

    -�You are just adorable.  Ready to watch and movie and eat a lot of
pizza? -� I said and she nodded.  I took her hand and led her into the
living room.  Beatrice was sitting on the couch with her feet on the coffee
table.  Her legs were extraordinary.

    -�Sweet Jesus, you two look like my best fantasy dream. -� She said and
I laughed.  I heard Jennifer chuckle and I looked down at her.

    -�We will have to talk about these dreams. -� I said and sat on the
couch, pulling Jennifer down between us.

    -�Does this couch open up? -� Beatrice said.

    -�I don -(TM)t know, this is only the third time I am here. -� I said.

    -�I guess you didn -(TM)t need to open it. -� She said and smiled.

   We all stood up and pulled off the cushions.  There was a pull strap and
the couch turned into a bed.  We jumped on it and were soon all lying on
our tummies waiting for the movie.

    -�We need something to drink.  What do you got, Cassie? -� Beatrice
said.

    -�I have no idea; I think there is a pantry behind the refrigerator. -�
I said.  I guess I would need to make a supply run eventually.  Mom was
coming Sunday; she would help me.

   Beatrice walked in with a two liter of coke and three cups with ice. 
She set them down on the coffee table and filled them.  She climbed on the
bed, and I saw her put her cup down and grab Jennifer -(TM)s butt. 
Jennifer squealed and turned.

    -�You have the perfect little ass I just had to touch it.  Sorry. -�
Beatrice said and smiled.

    -�It -(TM)s ok.  It just startled me. -� Jennifer said.

    -�I will warn you next time I grab it. -� Beatrice said and started the
movie.

   Jennifer chuckled again.  She looked like she was relaxing a little.  I
heard a knock on the door, and I jumped up.  I grabbed the credit card, Mr.
Johnny wouldn -(TM)t mind, I am sure.  I straightened my shirt and opened
the door.  It was the same little guy from Sunday morning.  We stared at
each other, and I smiled.

    -�Hi again.  Can you put them on the table? -� I said and he stepped
in.

   I saw him look over and see Beatrice and Jennifer.  Beatrice was
grabbing Jennifer -(TM)s butt again and Jennifer was laughing.  I felt a
tingle in my nipples, and I looked down to see them poking out of my
t-shirt.  He turned and his eyes locked onto them.  I held out the credit
card and he took it slowly.

    -�I am Cassie. -� I said as he fumbled with his card machine.  He
looked up.

    -�Tommy. -� He said.  He got the machine to work, and he handed me a
paper.  I bent over the table and signed it.  I knew he was getting a
glimpse of pink silk.

    -�Thank you, Tommy. -� I said and handed him the paper.

    -�Do you live here now? -� He said, nervously.

    -�Yeah, I am just not here all the time. -� I said and he nodded.

    -�But if there is a pizza delivery then it is you? -� He said and I
nodded.

    -�Ok, thanks Cassie, nice to meet you. -� He said and walked out.  He
looked back once more before I closed the door.

    -�Damn, girl, you are cruel. -� Beatrice said and opened one of the
boxes.  Jennifer got up and went to the bathroom.

    -�He saw me naked Sunday morning.  I didn -(TM)t realize Marcus had the
door open when I walked in. -� I said.

    -�Fuck, that is hot.  You are corrupting me.  He will be fighting
people to catch all the deliveries for this place. -� She said and I
laughed.

   Jennifer came back in, and we sat at the table to eat our pizza.

    -�Jennifer, where are you from? -� I said.

    -�Nebraska. -� She said.

    -�Wow, that is far.  What made you come to Brownlee? -� Beatrice said.

    -�I followed Coach Mike, well, my mom wanted me to follow him.  She
cheered in college, and she wants me to get a scholarship. -� She said.

    -�There are no good cheer schools closer to Nebraska? -� I said.

    -�I don -(TM)t know.  Coach Mike started coaching me in 7th grade and
my mom is convinced he can get me a scholarship. -� She said.

    -�How do you feel about that, do you like Coach Mike? -� I said and she
took a breath.

    -�He is a really good coach.  He has me doing stunts years ahead of
other girls. -� She said.

    -�You are phenomenal.  B, you should come watch our competition next
week. -� I said.

    -�That would be cool. -� Beatrice said and Jennifer smiled.

    -�My mom is coming to the competition.  Jennifer, does your mom come?
-� I said.

    -�No, it is too far. -� She said.

    -�Well, my mom will cheer for you.  She is coming on Sunday to help me
with this place.  I will introduce you. -� I said.

    -�That would be nice. -� Jennifer said.

   We finished our pizza and watched two movies.  It was late and we were
tired.  We all went in the bedroom and got on the bed.  I had found some
more bedding in the closet.  We talked for about 30 minutes and then I
turned out the lamp.  Jennifer snuggled up to me and put her head in my
armpit and wrapped her arm over my stomach.  I put my arm around her
shoulders and fell asleep.

   I woke up and Jennifer was still wrapped around me, now her leg was over
mine as well.  I smiled and kissed the top of her head.  Her mom sounded
like a peach, who sends a 14-year-old across the country to chase a cheer
scholarship?  She did seem like she enjoyed herself last night.  It was
nice to hear her laugh.  I felt her move and I looked down.  She was
looking at me.

    -�Good morning, sweetie. -� I said.

    -�Good morning.  Thank you for inviting me, I had a lot of fun. -� She
said and I smiled.

    -�Good, we will do it again soon. -� I said.

    -�Ok, I would like to come next time too. -� She said and snuggled up
to me.

   I laid there for a little longer, until my bladder would not let me stay
any longer.

    -�Honey, I have to pee. -� I said and got out of bed.  She pulled the
pillow down and snuggled up to it.

   I peed and felt two pounds lighter.  I walked back out and they were
both sleeping.  This was a much different scene than last weekend.  I
smiled, I should take a picture and send it to Marcus, he would get a kick
out of it.  I grabbed my phone and took a picture.  I walked into the
kitchen and started the coffee.  I brought up my text messages and sent
Marcus the picture.  I typed  -�Just like last weekend. -�

   I got up and poured me a cup of coffee.  What was it about this
apartment that made me drink coffee?  I sat at the table and scrolled
through my phone.  Beatrice walked in a little while later.

    -�Good morning, there is coffee if you want it. -� I said and she
groaned.

    -�You are way too perky for this early in the morning. -� She said.

    -�It is 9:30, it is not early. -� I said.

    -�I am in college; this is fucking early. -� Beatrice said and I
laughed.  She sat down at the table.

    -�Beatrice, can I ask about your mom and dad? -� I said.

    -�Sure sweetie, what do you want to know? -� She said.

    -�All I know is that they were in a car accident. -� I said.

    -�Ok, mom worked for Tony, she was an executive and made good money. 
Tony said she was the reason the company grew like it did.  She was very
smart.  Dad also worked for the company, but he was in middle management.
He also made a decent salary, so we have a really nice house in Green
Meadows. -� She said.

    -�Yeah, there are some beautiful homes in there.  Mom and I have drove
through there before. -� I said.

    -�Well, when mom died, and dad got hurt so bad that he couldn -(TM)t
work anymore Tony set it up so we would still get mom -(TM)s salary and we
could keep the house.  He also started paying for my college. -� She said.

    -�Why would he do that? -� I said.

    -�I don -(TM)t know, I just know he was devastated when mom died.  I
have known him my whole life and I have never seen him that distraught. -�
She said.

    -�You have known him your whole life? -� I said.

    -�Yeah, he used to have us over to his house all the time and my
parents would invite him over for all the holidays.  He is sort of an uncle
to me. -� She said and I was very confused.  I took a sip of coffee so she
wouldn -(TM)t see the confusion on my face.

   Jennifer walked in looking very sleepy.  She walked over to me, and I
pulled her onto my lap.

    -�You look very tired. -� I said and kissed the top of her head.

    -�That bed is so comfortable.  I have not slept that good since I came
to school here. -� She said.

    -�I am glad, I will have to have you over more often to catch up on
your sleep. -� I said.

    -�That would be really great. -� She said and Beatrice looked at me.

    -�Ok, I want to try out that shower. -� Beatrice said and stood up. 
She walked into the bedroom.

    -�Sweetie, are you hungry, do you want something? -� I said.

    -�Do you have any orange juice? -� She said.  I really need to make a
supply run or at least look in the pantry.

    -�I don -(TM)t know, let -(TM)s take a look. -� I said and took her
hand.

   I opened the pantry door and we both gasped.  It was completely full of
food.  There looked to be everything.  I would have to thank Mr.  Johnny. I
guess they are happy with me.  I saw some instant orange juice powder and I
pulled it down.

    -�Will this do? -� I said.

    -�That will be fine.  You have a lot of food. -� She said.

    -�Yes, it seems that I do. -� I said and started mixing her juice.

   She opened the refrigerator and pulled out the pizza box.

    -�I want to try this cold; Beatrice seems to like it. -� She said.

    -�Sounds good, I will get some plates. -� I said and watched her tight
little ass walk to the table.  God, she was cute.

   We tasted the pizza, and it was really good.  We laughed and ate a
couple of pieces.  We looked up and Beatrice walked in wrapped in a towel.
She picked up her bag and walked back in the bedroom.

    -�She is really pretty too. -� Jennifer said.

    -�Yeah, she is. -� I said.

    -�I like her, she is fun. -� Jennifer said.

    -�Me too.  You ready to try that shower? -� I said.

    -�Yes, please. -� She said.

   We got up and walked into the bedroom.  Beatrice was putting on panties,
she was bent over, and her boobs were hanging down, her butt was
spectacular.  I whistled and she looked at us.  She smiled and pulled up
her panties.  Her boobs bounced on her chest, and she reached for her
shirt.

    -�If you are done with the show, we are going to take a shower. -� I
said.

    -�The show is complete. -� Beatrice said and bowed.  Jennifer laughed.

   We walked into the bathroom, and I pulled off my shirt and slipped off
my panties.  I reached in and turned on the water.  I turned around and
Jennifer was just standing there.  I walked up and pulled off her t-shirt.
I knelt and pulled down her panties.  I stood and took her hand and led her
into the shower.  She looked scared.

    -�Baby, what -(TM)s wrong? -� I said.

    -�I don -(TM)t know what to do.  Am I supposed to kiss you? -� She said
and my heart broke.  I hugged her; her body felt good against mine.

    -�Honey, you don -(TM)t have to do anything.  We are just taking a
shower.  I am sorry if I misled you, but I just think you are so cute
sometimes I just want to kiss you or touch you. -� I said.

    -�I like it when you do that. -� She said.

    -�Good, I will keep doing it, but you don -(TM)t have to do anything in
return if you don -(TM)t want to. -� I said.

    -�Ok, thank you for being my friend.  I didn -(TM)t have any friends at
my other schools. -� She said.

    -�Sweetie, how many schools have you been to? -� I said.

    -�Three. -� She said.

   We finished our shower and I have to admit I loved running my hands over
her body.  She liked it as well.  She even helped wash me, it was nice.  I
was still wondering what the rest of her story was.  She was so confident
at practice but seemed like a broken flower everywhere else.

   We all got dressed and Beatrice took us home.  I got in my room and saw
I had a message from Marcus.  He said  -�Now that looks like a lot of fun,
wish I was there. -� I typed back.   -�It was, I wish you were here too. -�
I sent it with a heart emoji.  I missed him.

   I was laying on my bed when my phone rang, and I saw it was coach.  I
groaned and answered.

    -�Hey, princess, I need you this evening. -� He said.

    -�I thought you said two weeks. -� I said.

    -�No, this is not that.  This is for you.  You won -(TM)t have to do
anything you don -(TM)t want to do except come with me.  I will pick you up
at 6:00. -� He said and hung up.

   I had no idea what that meant.  He was like a moth to a flame.  As soon
as I was happy, it was like he knew.  I wondered if he lied about disabling
the cameras and watched us last night.  I would have to remember to see if
I could find the cameras next time I was there.  I got up and changed
clothes.  I was not going to wear anything even close to attractive.  I put
on jeans and a large sweatshirt.  I had one more week of freedom before
full slut mode was reactivated.  Pennington would probably fuck me for the
entire period when this was over.  I did like the fact that our cheer
competition was at the end of my freedom.  I wouldn -(TM)t have to worry
about soreness or any other slut distraction.