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Redneck Women - 2
by MrMortonMorton (mrmortonmorton@yahoo.com)
***
Peggy Zeis reveals her guilt, shame and anger to her
new college roommate and is consoled. (FF, 1st-lesbian-
expr, rom)
***
We met Peggy Zeis and Jarrell in 'Redneck' and Peggy,
in her own voice, told of their 1st encounter, her 1st
debauchery, her loss of naïveté; a glimpse into her
hurt and anger.
Well, Peggy thought about it for a couple of days and
realized she was feeling hurt by Jarrell and felt her
anger building towards him, and yet she was falling in
love with that redneck nigger and was in total turmoil.
She was mopey and dopey and needed to talk this out...
but with whom could she discuss her feelings of guilt
regarding her indiscretion.
She couldn't call home, she couldn't tell her
girlfriends from the Christian Youth Group that she was
depraved and had slept with a Negro... that she had
given her sacred virginity to a total stranger on their
first meeting. She couldn't call her Pastor; Oh what a
mess. But it was obvious to her new roommate Kathy that
something was up:
"Hey girl, are you OK? I know we just met and then I
split for the weekend, but you seem like... depressed
now, and that wasn't the impression I got when we 1st
met." Kathy wanted to know so that she didn't have to
live 9 months with a nut job.
Peggy burst into tears and sobbed for a bit until she
was able to gain her composure, thinking to herself
that redneck girls don't cry like this.
Peggy blurted out through her contained sobbing "No,
I'm not OK and I need to talk this out, but I don't
know who I can talk to."
Kathy was relieved. "Oh good, it's 'something,' so
you're not just crazy"
Peggy was shocked and then burst out laughing through
her tears. "No, I'm not crazy, just hurt angry and
confused, that's all." Some of the weight had already
lifted.
"A boy?" Kathy queried.
Peggy nodded her head yes.
"First time?" Kathy knowingly pressed on.
Peggy welling up again nodded her agreement.
"Did he hurt you?" Before Peggy could answer Kathy
withdrew her question.
"Duh, of course he hurt you otherwise you wouldn't be
in this state... what I mean is did he hurt you
physically?" Kathy wanted to know if her roommate
needed medical help or friendship, or both.
"Well I don't need a doctor if that's what you mean."
Peggy replied matter-of-factly.
"Ok, good. Now spill!" Kathy knew how to be a friend.
Despite her embarrassment, Peggy realized the
opportunity presented by her roommate and after a deep
breath and sigh with a heavy expulsion of air,
proceeded to tell Kathy the whole story. Instead of
Kathy holding Peggy's hand and looking her in the eye
as she recanted her ordeal, Kathy continued to fold her
laundry and got up and proceeded to put it away in her
cubby. Somehow she knew instinctively that it would
give Peggy more comfort to just let her tell her story
rather than dwelling on whatever Peggy didn't want to
reveal; at least until Peggy was done.
Peggy was just about finished telling her new friend
everything... everything except that she came and that
it shocked her because she knew most girls don't the
first time. She was withholding because she didn't want
her roommate to know she enjoyed the rough treatment.
"How big was he?" Kathy knew size mattered.
"Six Five maybe," Peggy replied.
"Haha, No, I don't mean how tall was he; I mean how big
was his prick?" Kathy clarified.
"Oh, um... well I couldn't get my hand around it... it
was really thick and I could probably get three or four
hands in a row... maybe ten or twelve inches?" Peggy
answered with uncertainty.
"That Bastard!" "That fucking Bastard" "Sweetie, are
you still bleeding?" Kathy was now angry and concerned
for her friend.
"No, I think I pretty much stopped yesterday" This was
getting more personal then Peggy really wanted to get.
"When is your period, Peggy?"
"I had finished just two days before."
"Are you regular?"
"Like clockwork."
Kathy now sat beside Peggy on her bed and drew Peggy to
her breast and began stroking her hair. The water works
began and Peggy ranged from seeping tears to mild
sobbing to full out crying to just short of whaling as
Kathy consoled her. Kathy's tee shirt and shorts were
soaked with Peggy's tears, drool and runny nose.
As Peggy finally calmed, Kathy got up and removed her
top and bra, shorts and thong, and walked to her cubby
and just grabbed a clean top and shorts and threw them
on... no need for underwear and returned to her seat
beside Peggy. As she did this she began:
"First, I just want to tell you that I'm real glad for
you that you probably won't get pregnant. You have been
very forthright with me and I want to tell you a little
of my story too. I want you to go and get an anonymous
AIDS test, you can do it on campus and it's free, and
no one will know. You owe that to yourself. When were
done talking, I want to check you and make sure you're
not injured."
As Kathy continued speaking Peggy welled up once again,
and again, as a demonstration of her compassion, Kathy
put Peggy's head to her breast. Peggy began to protest
while crying, "I don't want to ruin another one of your
shirts; you just did your laundry."
"Shssssh," Kathy still consoling. "Peggy, when I was
almost 14, my stepfather who had married Mom 4 years
earlier, seduced me when Mon was in Florida taking care
of her dying Mom. My stepfather was a very large man, a
logger from Coos Bay. He was probably six nine or six
foot ten and probably weighed 380 pounds.
"He always had work even when the loggers were out of
work, and took very good care of us. We always had food
on the table and I always had new clothes for school.
My mom was very grateful that I had a Dad too, because
my real Dad was and is in jail for at least the next
twenty-five years. He shot a cop during a meth drug
raid on our house... my dad was a dealer."
"It was a Friday night and Vernon, that was my
stepfather's name, anyway he was drunk on beer. I was
on the cheerleading squad and we had been out at a
basketball game. I got home about 9:30. Vernon wanted
me to get into bed with him because he missed my Mom
and just wanted to hold me.
"I paid him no mind and went and took a shower and put
on my nightgown and got ready for bed myself. Vernon
was sitting up watching TV but had fallen asleep. I
shook him and told him to get into bed and turned off
the TV. He complied and headed for his bedroom but had
grabbed my wrist and repeated that he just wanted to
hold me."
"I thought about it and figured he was drunk anyway and
would fall right asleep. He didn't. He raped me. His
prick was huge just like Jarrell. Maybe the only
difference was Jarrell warmed you up first."
The air was dead silent. Peggy stopped crying and was
now reversing roles and began stroking Kathy's hair and
Kathy had lain down on Peggy's lap. She had her hand on
the inside of Peggy's thigh just below the top of her
cutoffs. Peggy didn't think anything of it. The emotion
of the moment was too powerful. Kathy continued:
"He couldn't have been that drunk because he told me if
I told on him that would be the end of the gravy train.
The next night, Saturday when he got drunk, he raped my
ass. I never stopped bleeding and had to go to the
Doctor. He had to take a stitch here and there. They
all asked me who and I never told."
Kathy was now leaking tears onto Peggy's shorts and
really gripping her thigh. Kathy really began to sob
and cry. When she regained her composure Kathy
continued:
"Fortunately the next week my Mom came home. I didn't
say anything for two years. When I told my Mom the
truth two years later she confronted Vernon and he
denied everything. The next day, he was killed by a
roller, a runaway log rolling down hill that crushed
him. Mom now gets a check every month and will until
she dies. The room fell dead silent. Kathy eventually
got up and hugged Peggy as an equal. After a very long
embrace Kathy finally said:
"I want to make sure you're OK sweetie, get undressed
I'm going to examine you."
Although this was much too intimate for Peggy, she
stripped off her shorts and thongs.
Kathy's examination brought Peggy so much pleasure that
she dared not stop her new lover. Peggy thought to
herself 'How ironic that I love it rough and love it
gentle.'
Peggy went on the pill almost immediately and Jarrell
became a regular contributor to Peggy and Kathy's
lovemaking. Kathy lapped up any deposits Jarrell might
have made to any of Peggy's orifices. Peggy never
reciprocated, lest she become lesbian... for now.
To be continued?
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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