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Why Me
by Sagacious (sagacious221@gmail.com)

***

He had problems with the girls, then his mother and aunt 
decided to help. (FFM, inc, harem, rom)

***

-= CHAPTER ONE =-

"Come on Rick, all you have to do is ask. The worst that 
can happen is that she'll say no. You can't dance if you 
don't ask."

"Sure Tom, that's why three girls have come up and asked 
you to dance. Have you ever been told no?"

"Sure I have, at least I think I have."

"If you had, you'd know it asshole. Go ahead and have 
fun, I'll get around to asking later, when some of the 
girls start getting desperate."

Of course I didn't. I watched for a few songs, then I 
went out for a smoke, went back in for part of a song, 
then left. Tom was wrong; there are worse things than 
being told no. The last time I asked a girl to dance she 
laughed at me, then she told all the other girls around 
her about it and they laughed too. I didn't ask anymore. 
I probably never would again. 

While I was still at the dance I noticed something odd. 
Lena Stills didn't dance with anyone. This made no sense 
to me. Lena was a knockout. I had had a crush on her 
since 4th grade when I moved near the neighborhood she 
lived in. I used to hide in the bushes across the street 
from her house and watch her walk around at night. She 
wore baby doll pajamas to bed. I had seen them many 
times when she would sit in the front room of her house 
watching TV before bedtime. I was never able to see into 
her room to watch her change, but I sure wished that I 
could. I didn't understand why no one asked her to 
dance. There was no way she would refuse everyone. If 
she didn't want to dance, then why was she here? 

I went home to my room and brooded. What was I going to 
do? I was 17 and a senior and I had no girlfriend and 
little prospect of getting one. I had a car, not a 
pretty muscle car but a '76 Mercury Monarch sedan. I 
would love to have a Camaro or Mustang, but my folks 
were not rich and I had to buy something I could afford 
by working at McDonalds. My dad refused to let me go 
into debt for a car, which also kept my insurance down 
to something I could afford. The Merc was a nice enough 
car, though bland, and I had gotten it cheap because it 
needed a muffler and water pump. Dad helped me with 
those, and the several other repairs needed later. 

The dance I had gone home from was a holiday bash before 
Christmas. I had to prepare to leave as my family was 
going to Valparaiso to spend the week with mom's 
sister's family. Aunt Jean and Uncle Jason Turner 
switched years with us. We used to go to Grandma's for 
the holidays but when she died a few years ago this 
situation had developed. It was only about an hour drive 
to see them, but somehow it rarely happened. I liked 
Aunt Jean and her family, especially my cousin Diane. 
She was the same age I was and had always been a good 
friend. 

This year mom and Jean were determined that I learn to 
dance. I was to find out why that spring, but for now I 
had to endure the lessons; first with mom and her 
sister, then the final with Diane. That part I didn't 
mind at all. Diane was a little overweight, chunky I 
would say, but she sure felt good in my arms and against 
my body. 

Back at school for the last half of the year I got my 
new schedule. I saw that for Chem this year I would have 
a lab. Mr. Smith said that we would be paired up for the 
class with the person standing beside us. I looked to my 
right and saw Susie Slidowski. Oh great, Susie Sideways. 
Everyone called her that because she was so shy she 
never looked at anyone face on, always from the side; as 
she was looking at me now. Mr. Smith told us to take a 
moment to introduce ourselves so I took the first step, 
"Hello Susie, or would you prefer Sue, or Susan…" When 
she didn't respond I continued, "or Susanna, Polyanna, 
Amanda, Britana, Beauty, stop me when you hear something 
you like."

"Susan!!" She burst out with. "And you are Ricky 
McReady."

She dropped her head to look at the bench in front of 
us. Her voice was quiet, and throaty, what is called a 
bedroom voice. Oh boy, I would have to get her to talk a 
lot. I heard nothing else from her that day as Mr. Smith 
gave us instructions on how we were to conduct ourselves 
and what would be expected of us for this course. 

The rest of my course load was not much as I had most of 
the credits needed for graduation. English lit. and 
computer science were my only other requirements. I was 
due to start a couple of classes in business management 
at Harrison College in the afternoons next week. The 
credits would transfer to college and give me a leg up. 
I had applied to a few colleges but had heard nothing 
from them yet. My problem was that without some kind of 
scholarship I had little hope of attending full time 
anywhere. 

Getting Susie, I mean Susan, to talk was a monumental 
task. Nothing I tried ever got more that two 
monosyllables in response. I determined to make her 
laugh instead. My first success came a week later, by 
accident; literally. We had had a normal Indiana snow 
storm on Monday and someone had left their wet boots at 
the end of our lab table and I was running a little 
late. As I rounded the end of the table my left foot hit 
the puddle and went out, dropping me onto my butt with 
my legs spread wide, so wide that my pants split in the 
crotch. ZIP-BUMP-RIP-OWWW. As I sat there with a stunned 
look on my face Susan stared at me for a moment, then 
burst out laughing. Most of the rest of the class joined 
her as I slowly tried to get to my feet. 

Unfortunately the slapstick was not done yet. My right 
foot hit the puddle as I was standing up and it dropped 
to the knee, causing my chin to encounter the lab bench 
popping me onto my back with my head ringing and my 
right foot curled under my back, ripping the knee of my 
pants; wrong day to wear old jeans to school. As I lay 
there woozy as hell the whole class broke up. The last 
thing I saw before I passed out was Susan's whole face, 
looking at me with concern. God she was beautiful. 

I woke up in the nurse's office and was told that my 
school day was over. My mom was on her way to pick me 
up. The whole night I couldn't get the image of Susan's 
face out of my mind. 

Dad and a friend of his had gone and gotten my car from 
the school parking lot. If they hadn't it probably 
wouldn't have started. I had to plug it in to a heater 
(light bulb under the hood) every night in the winter if 
it was going to start. At school the next day people 
kept looking at me and giggling most of the morning. By 
the time I walked into chem. It was getting very old. 
The giggles continued as I walked into the room, looking 
for puddles, and put my stuff under the bench to prepare 
for class. The shocker though was Susan; she was 
standing at her place crying. 

"I'm sorry Ricky, instead of helping you up I stood here 
and laughed at you. You wouldn't have been hurt if I had 
helped. Please forgive me, it won't happen again."

"I sure hope not Susan; I don't think I could survive 
another round. Don't feel bad though, it was funny and I 
have been trying to get you to laugh. I just didn't 
realize that success would hurt so much is all. Besides, 
you stopped laughing when I got hurt, I saw you before I 
passed out. I'd do it all again to get that kind of look 
from you."

Again I saw her complete face as she gave me a deer in 
the headlights look. 

"Are you good to go today Mr. McReady?" Mr. Smith asked, 
interrupting us.

"Yes sir, I'm sorry for disrupting class yesterday."

"It was not your fault young man. Miss Stills has 
something to say to you though."

I looked over to my right and Lena Stills said, "I 
apologize for leaving my boots in the way Ricky. I'm 
sorry that you got hurt by my sloppiness."

After seeing Susan's face, Lena did not awe me as much. 
"That's all right Lena, I shouldn't have been in such a 
rush. No lasting harm done."

That ended the conversations and class got underway. 
Susan kept glancing at me with one eye all the way 
through class though. I still couldn't get her to say 
much, but at least she was paying attention to me now. 

This continued through Thursday and Friday, then as we 
were leaving class on Friday Susan grabbed my sleeve and 
pulled me to the side of the hall out of traffic. 

"I see that you leave every day at noon, where do you 
go?"

Oh Ho, she was watching me; this could only be good. "I 
have afternoon classes at Harrison four days a week. If 
I didn't do that I'd have to take useless courses here. 
The state requires us to have a minimum number of class 
hours so I couldn't just go home. Why do you ask?"

"I tried to find you at lunch and you were gone. I 
wanted to talk to you."

Hot damn, she could say more than two words; and she 
wanted to talk to me. Things kept looking up. "My class 
doesn't start for an hour, so if you would like we could 
talk now. Come on, I'll buy you lunch, or as close as 
the cafeteria can come to it."

She nodded and took off down the hall. It was amazing 
how she maneuvered her way through the crowds. She slid 
between groups and around individuals without a stumble 
or pause. Trying to keep up with her I caused more that 
a few curses to follow me down the hall from the 
obstructions I was unable to avoid. 

In the cafeteria Susan said not a word as we loaded our 
trays. Today's best choice was vegetarian chili. Not the 
most appetizing thing you've ever had, but better than 
the alternatives.

Susan put her tray on a table in the corner and 
proceeded to set up her place with determination. She 
placed each item in just the right spot and never looked 
at me once the whole time. I guess that she was nervous. 

Finally she was ready and sat across from me. 

"You said that you wanted to talk to me Susan?"

Keeping her head down she asked, "You were trying to get 
me to laugh?"

"Yes, I was, but the fall was not planned or 
intentional. I was actually hoping to get some kind of 
reaction from you, any kind at all."

"Why?"

"Because your voice is enticing and I wanted to hear it 
more. I wanted to see your face without your hair in the 
way and I hoped that we could be friends. I don't see 
you with anyone in particular and I don't have many 
friends either."

"Okay."

That's all she said, but then she looked up at me and 
smiled. I thought my heart was going to stop. Susan had 
big brown eyes above a button nose and a small mouth. 
Her face was heart shaped with a broad forehead and a 
small chin; almost elfin. 

Thus began the seduction of Susan. After that we had 
lunch together every day and talked about multiple 
subjects. I found her to be a constant surprise with her 
interests and capabilities. As she opened up to me I 
also tried to steer her toward my goal. When I asked her 
about her clothes, she always wore loose clothing, Susan 
said that her father bought her clothes. 

I had already learned that her mother had left when she 
was young and her father was clueless as to how to raise 
a girl. She said that the kids in grade school had made 
fun of her and so she withdrew. I was the first friend 
she had had at school. She was also the only friend I 
had now too. Tom had graduated midterm and gone to 
junior college in Champaign-Urbana. 

It took till March before I was able to get up the 
courage to ask Susan for a date; and when I did I made 
the biggest mistake of my life. I took her to a 
basketball game and the after game dance. When I asked 
her, I didn't make it sound like a date. I said that I 
was going to the game and asked if she would like to go 
along. This gave her the out of thinking that we were 
just going as friends, so if she didn't want to, she 
wouldn't be turning me down. 

I outfoxed myself, because this made it so that she felt 
no obligation to stay with me. I had done too good of a 
job of opening her up. She was dressed very nicely in a 
short skirt and blouse and she had had a friend at 
church do her hair up. Susan looked fantastic. I was not 
the only one to notice that. 

Lena Stills came over to where I was watching Susan 
dance with Lena's lab partner, John Wesley, the star 
forward of the basketball team. 

"It looks like your date has abandoned you Ricky."

"She's not my date Lena, she is just a friend."

"Too bad, I thought that you were finally going to get a 
chance to dance at one of these things."

"Me? What about you? I never see you dance either. Why 
do you even come to them?"

"Probably for the same reason you do Ricky, I keep 
hoping that someone will want to dance with me."

"Oh come on now. You are one of the most beautiful girls 
in school. Every guy wants to dance with you."

"It's kind of hard to tell when no one asks Ricky. Why 
don't you ever dance?"

"Because no one wants to Lena. Every time I asked I got 
turned down, Janet Parker even laughed at me. I was 
hoping that Susan would want to be with me."

"You got her all ready to pop and some other rooster 
raided your henhouse. Is that the way it is?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Now I'm alone again."

"Well I'm alone too. When you said that most guys would 
want to dance with me, does that include you; and if it 
does, why didn't you ever ask me?"

"Of course it does; I just never thought that you would 
say yes."

"That just goes to show how wrong you have been all 
along, now let's dance."

A little later Susan came over to me and said that John 
was going to take her home, so I didn't have to wait. 
Wesley smirked at me from behind her and reached around 
to pinch a nipple where I could see it. Susan slapped 
his hand, then turned around and walked away with him. 
Thus ended my brief interlude of happiness in high 
school. 

Lena wanted to dance some more, but I couldn't do it. I 
went home and actually cried myself to sleep like a 
little boy.

Monday I asked Mr. Smith for a new lab partner. He said 
I didn't need to as he was going to switch them up today 
anyway. Susan had just enough time to tell me that John 
had asked her to go steady before Mr. Smith announced 
the changeover of lab partners. My new partner was 
Joanne Simmons; a chubby little girl with the brains of 
a cauliflower. I had all I could do to pass the course 
after that. As class was letting out I tried to escape, 
but Susan caught me and said that she wouldn't be able 
to have lunch with me anymore, John might get jealous. I 
told her that was fine, my classes at Harrison were 
moved earlier and I couldn't stay anyway. 

Lena stopped me on the way out and said that she was 
sorry, I deserved better treatment than that.

"It's okay Lena, I made the mistake of trusting a woman, 
that's all. It won't happen again."

All I saw of Susan after that was when she walked into 
class. One day she stepped in walking kind of funny. I 
figured that I knew what had happened, but I ignored it 
as best I could. I did sabotage Wesley's Bunsen burner 
after I saw him high-fiving a couple of his buddies 
though. 

Lena seemed to want to stay connected in some way, but I 
mostly blew her off. 

When prom night began to loom I discovered why mom and 
Aunt Jean had insisted on the dancing classes. When she 
asked me if I was going to the prom and I said no, she 
disagreed. "Yes you are too going Ricky. You are taking 
your cousin Diane. No one has asked her to go so you 
will. Her prom is the week before yours so you can go to 
both."

I tried to talk her out of it, but I might as well have 
saved my breath. 

"You have to go up there and ask her this weekend Ricky, 
before someone else beats you to it."

No protest got through to her so the next Friday night I 
was in Valparaiso at my Aunt and Uncle's house. 

Diane was sitting in the living room as her mother led 
me in. 

"Hello Ricky, what are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you Diane, would you step outside 
with me please?"

"Sure Ricky."

When we got on the porch I sat in the big swing and 
motioned her to sit beside me. After she sat I took her 
hand. 

"Our mothers seem to have a plan for us cuz. Mom 
insisted that I come here tonight and ask you to the 
prom. Do you have any idea why they would want to do 
this?"

"Damn, I was afraid of this. I told mom that I wasn't 
going to the prom and she freaked. She couldn't 
understand why I wasn't going. I tried to tell her that 
it meant nothing to me, but she wouldn't listen."

"I told my mom the same thing, but she wouldn't listen 
either. The last thing I want to do is to go to the 
prom, anything you can do to keep it from happening 
would be appreciated Diane."

"From the way she reacted, I don' think mom is going to 
let me get out of it Ricky. We'll just have to put up 
with their nonsense. Look, to them it was a big deal. 
Everyone had to go to the prom. They just don't 
understand that it isn't that way anymore. I have very 
good reasons to want to stay away from that event, and 
she'll never listen to them."

"I know, if I have to go to mine I'll probably get in a 
fight. I can't see them together and stay calm."

"See who together, what are you talking about Ricky?"

So I told her all about Susan, and how John had taken 
her away from me. I even told her about when I think he 
took her cherry.

"I'll bet the asshole coerced her and then hurt her too. 
There's always an after prom party at the lake and most 
girls who go get fucked. They'll probably be there. I 
really can't stand the thought of that."

"Maybe if she sees you with me she'll realize what she 
let go."

"No, I doubt it. She got the popular guy, I don't matter 
to her. Hell, I don't matter to anyone, there is no 
reason to keep trying this shit, don't worry Diane. I'm 
not going, I'll take you to yours if you want, but I'm 
not going to mine. I'll leave town first."

"Don't be that way Ricky, you are too nice of a guy to 
get dumped on like that. You need to put it behind you 
and move on. There are other girls who would love to be 
with you, girls like me."

"Thanks for trying cuz, but I know how homely and 
useless I am. Most girls laugh when I go by, and it's 
not because I told a joke. Face it, I suck."

"Ricky Nelson McReady, (My mom fell in love with this 
teenage singer and since dad was out of the country when 
I was born, she got to name me. I hate the name and once 
I go to college I'll go by R. Nelson McReady, call me 
Nelson.) you stop that. You are the nicest guy I know 
and you are not homely. You may not be John Saxon, but 
you are not bad looking. There are guys that look a lot 
worse than you getting laid regularly at my school. You 
just need to try."

"I did try Diane, and I got slapped down every time. I 
quit, I don't trust women anymore and I don't want 
anything to do with them."

"Tell you what Ricky. We'll go to my prom, and if you 
have a good time, we'll do yours. Give me a chance and 
you might get lucky."

"No way, I said I would take you to yours, but it ends 
there."

"We'll see Ricky, we'll see. My prom is a week before 
yours so we don't have much time."

She needn't have worried. Our moms had everything under 
control. I had an appointment for a fitting at the tux 
rental place and Diane was supposed to go get her dress 
Monday night. Dad said that I was going to drive his 
Buick and mom had even reserved flowers. I still didn't 
want to do this, but mom ignored all of my objections. 

I picked Diane up at her house and had to put up with 
the pictures and such. Dad had me drive his Chrysler so 
we would look better arriving at the prom. The dance was 
being held at the Valparaiso Ramada Inn and there was a 
formal dinner first. I couldn't understand some of the 
looks I was getting from the kids there but I just 
shrugged them off as being jealous that a nothing like 
me had snared a date with a girl as pretty as Diane. 

Diane did very little talking to her classmates, other 
than introducing me. She did not tell them that I was 
her cousin, probably embarrassed. 

After dinner we went in and danced a few times. When I 
went to get some drinks at the punch bowl there were a 
couple of guys there talking. 

"Damn bud, talk about a sure thing. Wish I had the guts 
to take roundheels Turner out in public. You are 
definitely going to get lucky tonight."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Diane is my 
cousin, my mom made me bring her."

"That shouldn't matter to her buddy, go ahead and get 
your dick wet, we all have."

I was so pissed I almost didn't bring the drinks back.

"Drink up Diane, we are leaving. If I stay I'll probably 
get in trouble."

"Those guys told you about me huh? Let's step outside 
for a minute and I'll tell you all about it Ricky."

I followed my cousin out onto the balcony and we stopped 
in a far corner. 

"There is no sense in hiding it Ricky, I'm the school 
slut. I've probably fucked over half of the male student 
body and several of the teachers. If you don't want to 
be seen with me now, I can understand. That's why I 
didn't have a date, no one wants to be seen with the cum 
dumpster."

"It's not that Diane, I just want to slap those silly 
smiles off of their faces. I've always liked you a lot 
and I can see no reason to change that at this late 
date. Why do you do it though? I can't imagine that the 
sex could be that good with the normal high school boy."

"You're right about that, if I get one orgasm to 5 guys 
it has been a good week. The teachers are a lot better, 
but they are also a lot more warped. I do it because I 
love sex and I don't want to get tied down to someone 
from this hick burg. I have plans and marriage has no 
place in them. Do you want to sample the goods before we 
go home? I think that is why mom was so adamant that you 
take me, your mom has been telling her about your 
troubles with women and I think she wants me to give you 
some help."

"Aunt Jean knows about you?"

"Yeah, she does. She doesn't like it, but she does 
know."

"You might tell me some things to make a girl feel good 
when I finally find one, but I'll pass on the sample. 
You have always been special to me and I don't want you 
to remember me as just another lay."

"You don't hate me because of all the other guys?"

"No, I don't. I may have trouble looking at you for a 
while till I get used to it, but I don't hate you. Do 
you want to go back in for a few more dances just to 
show them up, or go ahead and go home?"

"Let's go home Ricky, I didn't want to be here anyway."

When we got to her house Aunt Jean wouldn't let me 
leave. She insisted on a play-by-play of the night and 
wanted to know why we were back so soon.

"Some of the guys clued Ricky who he was dancing with so 
we had to leave mom. I don't know what the hell you and 
your sister had in mind for this damn night, but all you 
did is make my best friend ashamed of me. Thank you very 
fucking much mom."

With that Diane ran up to her room and Jean looked at me 
with a shocked expression.

"I am not ashamed of her Aunt Jean, but I don't know why 
you wanted to put her through this. You knew why she 
didn't want to go and made her do it anyway. I am very 
upset with you and mom right now so I had better leave 
before I say something I will regret."

I don't even remember the drive home. I parked dad's car 
in the garage and slipped through the back door, dropped 
dad's keys on the kitchen table, and went to my room 
without seeing my parents. 

I slept in the next day as I did not need to be at work 
till late. When I went out to the kitchen for food mom 
was sitting at the table. I didn't say a word to her, I 
got a cup of coffee and a donut and sat at the table 
across from her. 

"Jean called me and we talked most of the night Ricky. 
I'm sorry that the dance didn't go well for you, but I'm 
sure that you can see why we wanted you to go."

"No mom, I can't. I didn't know about Diane, but you and 
Jean did, and you made her humiliate herself anyway. She 
thinks you wanted her to screw me. I hope that you had 
more sense than that. I would never treat her the way 
those other men do. I love my cousin and would not do 
that to her. Now this damn prom bullshit is over with 
and I am going to return the tux Monday."

"No Ricky, you can't do that. You still have to go to 
your prom. Diane is willing to if you are."

"No way. I didn't want to go to start with and this just 
makes it more so. I can't even look at Diane now, in my 
mind I keep seeing her with those guys at the prom and I 
will need some time to get over it."

"If you don't she will think that you are ashamed of her 
and don't want to be seen with her. We made a mistake, 
but you have to fix it. Jean has been crying all night 
after what you said to her."

My mom has always been able to get me to do what she 
wants. I can argue, but she always wins. That is 
probably one reason I have so much trouble with girls, I 
defer to them as I have been trained to do and they see 
that as weak. 

The upshot was that after a truly horrendous week at 
school, Diane and I were again en-route to a formal 
dinner and dance. At least this time I was driving my 
own car and as we pulled up in front of the school, I 
chickened out. I could not go through with it. 

"I'm sorry Diane, but I can't do this. These people have 
been ignoring me and putting me down for years. I don't 
want to see them all putting on airs and trying to be 
cool like the kids did at your school. Would you be 
upset if we just went somewhere to kill time till we can 
go home?"

"Not at all Ricky, I was never a fan of this thing 
anyway. What do you have in mind?"

We discussed our options as I drove away and ended up at 
Pizza Hut for dinner and then I had the bright idea of 
going skating. 

Diane had a blast. She was better than I was on skates 
of course, but the real thrill was our being there in 
our fancy gown and tux rolling around the rink. Some of 
the looks we got were priceless. 

We took a break after a few songs and as we were resting 
I heard an unexpected voice behind me.

"What in the hell are you doing here Ricky?"

"What does it look like Lena? Isn't this where the prom 
is this year?"

"Funny Ricky. Aren't you going to introduce me?"

"Lena, this is my cousin Diane Turner from Valparaiso. 
Diane, this is Lena Stills, an acquaintance from school. 
What are you doing here Lena? I was sure that you would 
be at the dance."

"Nobody I want to go with asked me Ricky. You are 
obviously dressed for the dance, so I ask again, why 
aren't you there?"

"I just didn't want to go Lena. I have no wish to see 
what would be going on there. This is much more fun."

"You have got to get over her Ricky. The way Susan 
dumped you for the first jock that came along she 
doesn't deserve your devotion. I admit that this is 
probably more fun, but you should have been there."

Lena ended up spending the rest of the evening with us. 
I even danced with her a few times at Diane's 
insistence. We had a good time and the conversations 
were fun. Diane told us of her plan to get a degree in 
sociology and possibly teach. Lena was going to Purdue 
for engineering of all things. 

When they asked me about the future I told them that I 
was going to enlist for four years so that I would have 
enough money to go to school for computer science. I 
would try for the Air Force, but the Navy would be good 
enough if that was all that was available. Dad had told 
me that college classes were available cheap on most 
duty stations and I could get a step ahead that way. The 
new GI bill had you saving money in a special account 
and after you were released from service the government 
would match your funds for schooling. This was the only 
way I would be able to afford college. 

About midnight I decided that we could go home and we 
wrapped it up. Lena accompanied us to the parking lot 
and wished us well. Diane and I talked a bit more on the 
way home.

"Why haven't you asked her out Ricky?"

"Lena is way out of my league Diane. She is one of the 
prettiest girls at school. There is no way she would 
date me."

"You are wrong there cuz, that girl has the hots for 
you, I can tell. She practically told you that if you 
had asked her to the prom she would have said yes."

"Now you are making shit up Diane. You can have my bed 
tonight and get the rest you most obviously need."

We got home and our moms went ballistic. They had gone 
to the prom to get pictures of us dancing, and found out 
that we weren't there. We told them what we had done.

"Ricky Nelson McReady. How could you do this? This was 
supposed to be your night; you would remember this for 
the rest of your life."

"Only in my nightmares mom, I don't know how you could 
think that I would like seeing Susan being manhandled 
around the floor by her asshole boyfriend. Diane and I 
had a lot more fun this way. If that is too hard for you 
to understand, then that is too bad. Deal with it mom. 
I'm moving out soon and you won't have to be 
disappointed with me anymore."

I ran to my room, changed into a pair of shorts and a T-
shirt, threw the tux into the hall, grabbed a blanket, 
and went down to sleep on the couch. 

Mom kept trying to talk to me but I pulled a pillow over 
my head and shut her out. I was keyed up like an over 
tightened spring and I was afraid of what I would do if 
it broke. I cannot remember ever being this angry, 
especially with my mother. Finally everyone went to bed 
and left me with my thoughts. Sleep overcame me at some 
point, but before it did I realized that I would be 
seeing the recruiters at the first opportunity. 


-= CHAPTER TWO =-

The next day I was watching the news when I thought I 
saw the back end of Wesley's car. I turned the program 
up and found out that at the after prom party John had 
gotten drunk and on the way home had wrapped his Camaro 
around a tree, Susan and the two kids in the back seat 
were dead. Wesley was badly injured; he lost most of a 
leg. It didn't matter though because he would never get 
out of jail with three counts of vehicular homicide. I 
was ashamed that I felt so little about Susan being 
killed, but I had already lost her. 

Grief counselors descended on the school Monday, but I 
had no reason to talk to them. Graduation was a waste of 
time except for Lena's speech as valedictorian. She said 
that she hoped we were better prepared for the future 
than what the school had done for us. I don't think the 
principal understood what she was saying until she 
described the incompetence and greed of the 
administration as criminal. I hope somebody got a 
picture of his face. 

I enlisted three days later. The Air Force was willing 
to take me as a communications specialist and I would 
report for training on August 4th. I didn't even tell my 
mom what I had done; I just went home and started 
packing. When dad got home he saw me and asked what I 
was doing.

"I'm packing dad. I'll put most of this stuff in storage 
and you can use my room for an office or guest room. I 
have to report August 4th."

"What did your mother say?"

"I haven't told her. There is no sense talking when she 
doesn't listen."

Dad was upset with me, but I didn't care. I was still 
pissed at my mom and her sister. 

The Air Force was a revelation. I couldn't believe how 
fit I was after basic training and the school for radio 
repair I was sent to was exciting. Of course just before 
I was due to report Iraq invaded Kuwait and the Gulf War 
was on. The training commands were not affected very 
much other than as our instructors rotated out fairly 
often. As Nelson McReady I fit in very well. Our classes 
were coed, but there was no fraternization allowed. Of 
course some of the students did get together, but when 
they were caught all it did was enhance my class 
standing. I enjoyed the work and had a real knack for 
diagnosing problems. The instructors tried to trick me 
for the final, but I won out on them and was able to 
graduate top in the class. 

My first duty station was to be in Germany, and I was 
given 30 days leave before I was due to report for 
transportation. The wonderful Gulf War had ended during 
my last month of training and the instructors no longer 
felt such pressure to teach us how to survive in the 
desert. 

Having nowhere else to go I decided to go home. I called 
and told dad when I would be in and he agreed to pick me 
up at Indy. I was a seasoned air traveler now and the 
inconvenience of waiting on a connecting flight was 
minimalized by my new habit of always having a book with 
me. 

When I saw my parents at the gate waiting for me I was 
struck by how old they looked. This was the first time 
that I had ever been away from them for more than a week 
and the difference in them was pretty striking. Mom 
looked like she was on drugs or something bouncing up 
and down on her heels and clapping her hands when she 
spotted me. 

I stepped up to dad and clasped his hand. He pulled me 
in and gave me a big hug, the first I could remember. I 
didn't even have time to respond before mom was in my 
arms hugging me and crying. I couldn't say anything, I 
just hugged her back. I hadn't realized how much I 
missed my mother, not just having her near, but I missed 
talking to her, I missed her cooking, and I even missed 
her nagging. I don't remember looking down at the top of 
her head before though. When did she suddenly shrink?

"Oh my big strong man; I have missed you so much Ricky. 
I'm so sorry that I messed things up and drove you away; 
I promise that I won't do it again. Please forgive me 
Ricky, I'm sorry."

"It's okay mom. I'm just glad to be home for a while; I 
missed you too. Now let's get my bags and head home 
before you ruin my uniform."

The ride was the normal for around Indy, traffic 
patterns and orange barrels. 

My room had indeed been made up as a guest room. Mom did 
it in such a way as to be able to make it my room again 
with little preparation. Dad told me later that she was 
distraught about having driven her baby away and was 
constantly hoping that I would return. 

That night over dinner dad asked about my plans. "You 
took us by a bit of a surprise with your enlistment 
Ricky, what do you have in mind for next?"

"I'm sorry about that dad. I was going to do it anyway, 
but events precipitated my actions. I'm actually glad 
that I did because if I had waited I might not have 
gotten into the field I did. I really do like the work I 
am doing and I will probably do something similar after 
I get out. My plan is to save as much as I can for 
school and come back to college, hopefully here at 
Purdue. If I can, would I be able to live here to save 
money?"

"Of course you can Ricky, this is your home after all. 
All I ask is that you not shut me out again."

I promised to write every day, and when I could I would 
get a computer and exchange emails with them. 

Germany was such a different experience there is no way 
to really describe it. I soon got used to the beer and 
wasn't really sure how I was going to put up with the 
domestic stuff back home. I enjoyed my job and I was 
good at it. There were women around the unit and the 
base but the fast talkers and good looking guys got 
them, I wasn't really in the running. There was one 
waitress, Margo, at a local bar in Wurzburg that talked 
to me, supposedly to improve her English, but there was 
no romance there. One of the buys told me that she was 
trying to get me to pay her for sex, but I really didn't 
think so. 

I got to be the guy they sent the problems to, I could 
fix things which would otherwise have been replaced, it 
didn't take long for my first promotion. I was informed 
by my commander that with the way the rank structure was 
in the Air Force, that I was probably as high as I would 
get in one enlistment. 

One night I was drinking beer in the dayroom with a few 
guys when one of them suggested a house run. I asked 
what a house run was and they all informed me of the 
houses of 2 and 3 colors, two local bordellos. A house 
run was a quick fuck at each house. I decided that I had 
been a virgin long enough so I agreed. Imagine my 
surprise to find the girl from the bar at the first 
stop. I was walking up the stairway that had rooms at 
each landing with the unoccupied hookers standing 
outside their door looking for business. On the third 
floor there she was. 

"Hello Margo. Will you accept me?"

"Ya Nelson, come in."

In her little room with just a bed and a night stand 
with a basin of water she explained that I had 10 
minutes for 50 bucks. If I wanted longer I should say so 
to start. I was so nervous it wasn't funny, so I gave 
her a hundred dollars and told her it was my first time; 
so please try to help me.

Margo was very gentle and after she took her clothes off 
she helped me undress. She brought out a condom and put 
it on me and didn't say anything when I shot off as soon 
as she had it on. Margo was very attractive and slim 
with small breasts and wide hips. Her brown hair was cut 
short and the hair on her mons was trimmed to a 
triangle. She allowed me to explore a bit while waiting 
for my time to expire and when I got hard again she put 
another condom on me. I had to pay another 50 but then 
she lay back and steered me in. I slid in easily and 
then she kind of clamped down and tightened up on me. 
Even after already coming once I didn't last long enough 
to need more money. Margo rolled the condom off of me 
and gave me a pat on the cheek.

"Thank you Nelson, I hope to see you again at the 
Scala."

It was strange the next time I saw her at the bar, I 
stayed away for a couple weeks, but she acted as if 
nothing unusual had happened. I said the hell with it 
and went along with her. I never went back to the house 
though, that was all of that I needed. 

After 2 years working in the field I was sent back to 
the school to spend my last 6 months teaching, unless I 
decided to reenlist. I was seriously considering it when 
my dad got sick and had a heart attack. He would be 
okay, but would be a while recovering. I went home on 
leave and helped mom out, and while I was there I 
applied to Purdue. When I got back to my station I set 
things up to get out and use my education benefits. In 
Germany I had taken courses on base and had enough 
credits to be considered a third year student.

Once I got home for good I spent quite a while with the 
military transition counselor at Purdue getting all my 
credits transferred. I found out that I also was given 
some credits for real world experience and the courses 
the Air Force had given me. I could graduate with a 
computer science degree within a year and a half without 
taking on too much of a course load. 

The next thing to do was to get a job. Dad had been in 
touch with some people who used electrical repair 
workers. I interviewed with a few of them, and then got 
to a small shop that needed somebody to do evening work 
without supervision. It was very similar to what I had 
done in Germany and the pay wasn't too shabby either. 

With all of this set I showed up for my first day of 
classes. I got settled in my first class when an 
attractive brunette sat next to me. I tried not to stare 
at her, but damn she had some nice legs. There was no 
time for anything else as the professor came in and 
immediately started to lecture. After listening to him 
drone on for 45 minutes I really wished that I had taken 
another math course in Germany. 

At the end of the class I started out only to be stopped 
by a hand on my arm. 

"Ricky, is that you? Damn, Julie said that you had 
changed, but she understated it quite a bit."

I looked at the attractive girl who had sat next to me 
and suddenly realized who it was. 

"Lena? What are you doing here and who is Julie?"

"I am going to class here, and Julie is your mother 
idiot. Meet me at the union after third period and we'll 
talk, I have to get to my next class and so do you."

With that she turned and walked away. What in the hell 
was going on here? Lena was still in school, and she 
talked to my mother. I was tempted to skip the talk she 
wanted, but then I found out that she was in my computer 
lab 3rd period. She just took my arm and steered me to a 
table in the union without saying a word.

"Are you intending to eat lunch here or go off campus 
Ricky?"

"I wasn't going to bother Lena, I intended to study for 
a while and then eat later; I only have one more class 
today. Now what in the hell is going on? I expected you 
to have already graduated and how do you know my 
mother?"

"One thing at a time Ricky…"

"Hold it, please call me Nelson. That is what I have 
gone by for the last four years and I have always hated 
that other name. Now continue."

"Okay "Nelson", my schooling was delayed a couple of 
years so I am no further along than you are. You were 
very smart to take all those classes while you were in 
service. Julie is so proud of you she could just spit. 
Your folks are some seriously nice people Nelson and you 
need to forgive your mother for her actions, you know 
that she regrets it."

"Wrong Lena, I can overlook the actions of my mother and 
aunt, but I'm not sure that I will ever forgive them. 
They both knew why Diane did not want to go to the prom 
and they insisted anyway. I can think of no reason to 
them to do that. Now you have made me lose what should 
have been a good mood. I have to go to class now. Are 
you in any more of mine?"

"Sorry R…Nelson. I have two more with you tomorrow, 4 in 
all. Julie shared your schedule with me."

"Why Lena, why do you care what classes I am in or what 
my schedule is?"

"I thought that we were friends Nelson. I met your 
cousin while we were in Nevada and she and I have a lot 
in common. I called her yesterday and Diane will be here 
this weekend. She wants to talk to you."

"Oh great, the hits just keep on coming. Thanks Lena, 
now my mood is ruined for the rest of the week. I've got 
to get to class; goodbye."

When I got home after work mom was waiting for me at the 
kitchen table. 

"Lena says that you were very rude to her today."

"Lena was getting very personal mom. When did you get so 
friendly with her?"

"When she came over after her family dissolved Ricky. 
Her mother left her father and took most of his money 
with her; he had to sell his business to pay the bills. 
She came here looking for you and we became friends. 
Lena is a very sweet girl Ricky and much too good for 
you."

"Of course she is, that is why I don't understand her 
interest. What does she want from me? Did she tell you 
that she knows Diane and called her? Lena said that 
Diane would be here this weekend to see me. I can't do 
that mom, I can't see her again."

"Ricky! Diane is your cousin and your friend. Why 
couldn't you see her?"

"It's your fault mom, yours and Aunt Jean's. I could 
always talk to Diane because I never saw her as a girl, 
just as my friend. You two made it so that I had to see 
her as a girl, a girl with a lot of experience. I can't 
talk to her now, I just can't."

"Are you ashamed of her Ricky?"

"No, not that, I just don't know how to talk to her now. 
It's not the same anymore."

"But you have to Ricky, if you treat her differently she 
will think that you hate her for being the way she was. 
You used to run together and hug and tell each other how 
much you missed the other. When you did that the smile 
on her face was huge. If you don't do it now she will be 
crushed."

"I don't know what to do, I don't understand you women. 
I'll try mom, but Diane is not the little girl I knew 
anymore. I don't know how to deal with her now."

"Damn it Ricky, you have to grab her and hold her and 
tell her you missed her and that you love her Ricky. If 
you do anything else she will be crushed. You are going 
to take Lena down to Indy Friday night and pick up 
Diane. You have 4 days to get your head together. And I 
want you to be kinder to Lena too. She likes you for 
some reason and when she was in trouble she came to you 
for help. I'll be damned if I know why she wanted help 
from such a self-centered jerk, but she did. She said 
that you were the only boy in all her years at school 
who treated her as just another person. Why didn't you 
ever ask her out?"

"Mom! I didn't ask her because there is no way that she 
would ever go out with me. Lena is the most beautiful 
girl in town and I am a shallow dweeb with no friends. 
She never even knew I existed."

"You are wrong on so many counts there. All I ask is 
that you try not to make your cousin feel any worse than 
she already does and be civil with Lena. She is trying 
to help and she and Diane got very close. Please be nice 
to her."

"I'll try, mom, I'll try."

The next day Lena was very quiet and I had to stop her 
to apologize. She accepted and went on her way. Somehow 
it didn't feel right, but there was nothing I could do.

She ignored me again on Wednesday and I didn't know what 
to do. I expect Lena to ignore me, but now that she had 
I was not sure what to expect. 

I got home after work that night and mom was waiting for 
me again.

"What did you do this time Ricky? Lena was crying 
tonight when we talked."

"I didn't do anything mom. I didn't say anything to 
her."

"Why not; are you mad at her for some reason?"

"I'm not mad at her, I just don't know what to say to 
her. I apologized yesterday and she hasn't said anything 
to me since. What else can I do?"

Mom just sat back and looked at me with a sad 
expression. "You just don't have a clue, do you son? 
Didn't you and Tom ever talk about what to do with 
girls?"

"Tom didn't need to talk about it mom, girls went after 
him. He was handsome and confidant, he never had to 
chase a girl. Besides, I have no intention of chasing 
after Lena, hell, if I caught her I wouldn't know what 
to do. You're right mom, I am totally clueless."

"Do you like her Ricky?"

"I don't know mom, I mean, sure I liked her, but from 
afar, I don't actually know her. I had a crush on her 
for years, ever since we moved to Jefferson St. But I 
don't know her very well at all."

"That is going to have to change Ricky. Tomorrow and 
Friday you are going to take Lena to lunch. It doesn't 
need to be anything special; fast food will be good 
enough. Over the food you will tell her all about your 
hopes and dreams, what you want to do with your future; 
and you ask her about hers. You have always been able to 
talk to Lena, you still can. The first thing you are to 
do though is to give her a hug when you see her 
tomorrow."

"Mom! I can't do that, she'd knock me for a loop and 
call the cops on me."

"No she won't dear, she says that the best she has ever 
felt is when you held her to dance. Do you remember the 
song that was playing the last time you danced with 
her?"

"Yeah, I do. We were at the skating rink with Diane and 
they played "Blue Velvet", I started with Lena and then 
finished the song with Diane. That was so neat mom; we 
had such a good time there. I'd kind of forgotten that 
in the aftermath. You don't think she would freak out if 
I hugged her?"

"Only with joy Ricky; you do what I say and see what 
happens."

The next day I was so nervous I almost forgot to bring 
my books to class. When I walked into the room she was 
standing beside her desk talking to the girl who sat on 
the other side of her. Before I lost my nerve I walked 
up to her and put my arms around her and hugged. As she 
melted against me I hummed the first part of "Blue 
Velvet".

"I'm sorry I was such a jerk Lena. You surprised me and 
I didn't know how to act. I never thought that I meant 
anything to you and these last two days I've missed 
talking to you. Can you forgive me?"

Lena had her face in the hollow of my neck and all I 
heard as she hugged back was "Finally".

The smell of her hair was intoxicating, but I had to let 
her go as the prof came into the room and we got into 
our seats. 

The whole class I heard almost nothing as all I could 
think about was how good Lena felt in my arms, the smell 
of her and how her breath felt on my neck.

After class Lena took my hand and led me out. "Now that 
wasn't so hard was it Nelson? Don't wait too long to do 
it again. I know I came on a little heavy Monday, but I 
had waited so long to see you again. Every time you were 
home on leave I was somewhere else and couldn't see you. 
You just don't know how much I missed you."

"But Lena, we were never that close in school; in fact 
we didn't talk much at all until the last couple of 
months after Susan. Why would you be so anxious to see 
me again?"

"Let's just say that I have my reasons and go on to 
class."

I wouldn't see her again before lunch so If I was going 
to ask it had to be now. "Would you go to lunch with me 
Lena? Mom says that we need to talk a bit and that would 
be a good time."

"Sure Nelson, I would be glad to."

"Well, meet me in the parking lot over there by the 
science building, you know my old Monarch don't you?"

"When are you going to get rid of that thing Nelson? You 
have had it for years."

"No reason to get rid of something that works Lena, dad 
and I have taken good care of it and it will last for a 
while yet."

"Such a sensible man; how can I argue with that? Yes I 
will go to lunch with you Nelson. See you later."

I had done it, I had asked Lena to go somewhere with me. 
I wonder if this could be considered our first date?

When I got to my car Lena was waiting for me. I opened 
the door for her and as I started the car to move off 
she slid over beside me on the bench seat. 

"I'm glad that you have this old car now Nelson, no 
bucket seats. This means that Diane can sit up front 
with us tomorrow."

It felt so good to have her right next to me, I wanted 
to put my arm around her, but I was afraid that I would 
scare her away. She took care of this problem by taking 
my arm and putting it around her shoulders herself and 
snuggling into my side even more. I'd drive around the 
world if I could just stay like this. 

"How are we going to do that anyway Lena? I assume that 
you have the flight number and time."

"Yes I do. You get out before I do tomorrow so you can 
get the car full of gas and cleaned and go home. I'll 
meet you there after I get done with my last class."

"Okay."

I took her to the XXX drive in so that we wouldn't have 
to get out of the car and I wouldn't have to let her go. 
They were pretty busy and we talked the whole time while 
we waited for the car-hop to get to us. 

"What do you have in mind after you finish at Purdue 
Nelson? And please realize that Diane and I talk almost 
every night so anything you say will get to her. I 
haven't got any secrets from her."

"I'm glad that you two have gotten so close, Diane was 
always my best friend and we shared a lot of confidences 
too. I learned how to work on all kinds of radios in the 
service and I figure that with the exploding computer 
market I can always find work repairing them. The 
classes here should also make it so that I can design 
them as well. I have already seen several ways in which 
they could be made better. I would like to get on with a 
company designing and installing business set ups. If I 
could get some capital I would even like to start my own 
company doing that. Right now businesses are just buying 
computers off the shelf and quite often they won't work 
together, or even talk to each other. There is a much 
better way and I can do that."

"Sounds good. How about personal things, have you 
considered marriage and children."

"That would take help, and no one has ever volunteered 
for the job. I've never had a reason to think about 
that."

"Well, start thinking that way, there is more to life 
than work and you have missed a lot of it. Your mom and 
I and Diane think that you need to broaden your 
horizons."

Now I wonder what in the hell that meant? I missed 
Margo; I could have talked to her about this and maybe 
gotten some advice on how to handle these women I 
suddenly have around me.

Lena moved over a bit when the food got to us, but as 
soon as I started the car to leave she was right back 
under my arm. She didn't move until I parked the car for 
our next class, then she held my hand all the way to our 
desks. What in the hell was going on here? Not that I 
was going to complain.

I had to go to work after the next class and Lena gave 
me a little kiss on the cheek saying that she would see 
me tomorrow morning at first class.

I was walking on clouds after that and I really don't 
remember what I did at work that night. In bed that 
night I beat off thinking of how Lena felt beside me in 
the car and that kiss. Diane was the only other girl who 
had ever kissed me, even Margo never did that. I 
couldn't wait for another one, maybe on the lips. 


-= CHAPTER THREE =-

Friday started out with another hug and a kiss on the 
cheek. We didn't have much time to talk between classes, 
but at lunch I went to the drive-thru at Arby's and we 
ate in the parking lot. 

"I think that I've noticed a trend Nelson. Are you 
ashamed to be seen with me or something?"

"I just don't want to let you move away from me Lena, I 
can't believe how good you feel sitting next to me. I 
would be proud as all get out to be seen with you, but I 
would think that you might not like that too much. Why 
would you want to be seen in public with me? All your 
friends would probably run away screaming."

"You may not have noticed, but I don't have any friends 
here, and there is no one I would rather be seen with 
than you. Thank you for the compliment though. Are you 
all ready for tonight?"

"Sure, I'll be waiting for you at home with the car all 
spiffed up and ready. Where is Diane staying while she 
is here?"

"She'll be with me. I have a small apartment on Columbia 
St. Dad moved to Frankfort after he lost the dealership, 
so I had to have a place to live. Your mom offered to 
put me up and I did stay in your old room for my first 
year of classes, but I moved out when you were coming 
home."
 
That afternoon mom and I were sitting at the kitchen 
table when Lena arrived. She and mom hugged and they 
kissed like long lost friends. She then came over to me 
and gave me a hug as well. 

As we got up to leave Lena spoke to mom. "Wish me luck 
Julie, everything hinges on tonight. Hopefully I'll see 
you tomorrow."

"I hope so honey, remember, hold his feet to the fire 
and don't let up when he tries to escape. My best wishes 
are with you."

Now what? She had to be talking about me, but in what 
concept, and how did Diane figure into this? As we drove 
I tried to get Lena to open up about her conversation 
with my mother, but she wouldn't budge except to say 
that she couldn't say anything until Diane was with us 
and it would be best to wait until I got them home."

Lena stayed snuggled under my arm all the way to the 
airport. While we stood waiting at the gate she held my 
hand. When Diane got off I almost didn't recognize her. 
Her hair was cut shorter than she had ever worn it and 
she was nicely tanned. I had always thought of Diane as 
being slightly overweight or chubby, but now she was 
lean and a real knockout. Damn she looked good. I could 
finally see mom and Aunt Jean in her. 

Lena was waving with the arm not in mine and Diane saw 
us. Now came the moment of truth, could I treat her the 
same as I had before?

"I'm glad to see you girl." Lena stepped away from me 
and grabbed Diane in a hug. Over her shoulder I could 
see Diane get a very satisfied expression with her eyes 
closed. I wonder if this is what mom was talking about 
when she hugged me? Her eyes opened and looked at me and 
her eyes got very wide. I could hear her whisper to 
Lena, "Is that??"

Lena stepped away and turned Diane to face me, "your 
turn Nelson, give your cousin a hug."

Diane looked up at me apprehensively as I stepped 
forward. I hesitated for a moment then said the hell 
with it and grabbed my best friend in a big hug. I 
picked her up and tried to squeeze her into me. 

"Damn I missed you cuz, you look and feel fantastic. I 
hope you know how much I care about you and I always 
will, no matter what."

"I hope you mean that Ricky, but you might want to put 
me down now so we can leave."

"The heck with that, I'm not letting you get away from 
me again. Would you please get her bag Lena? Do you have 
anything checked Diane?"

"No, just the carry-on, but what do you mean to do?"

"This," so saying I swung her around a bit and got my 
left arm under her knees and walked on out of the 
terminal with Lena following behind.

"I never realized what a nice cuddly handful you were 
Diane."

"I'm jealous," Lena said, "he hasn't done that to me 
yet."

By the time we got out to the bus I had to set Diane 
down. I gave her a kiss on the cheek as I did. 

"Boy you sure got big Ricky. Lena and your mom sent me 
pictures, but it didn't really show until now. I like 
the new look Ricky."

"I like yours as well Diane, you are a real knockout 
now. Please call me Nelson though, I really do hate the 
name Ricky. It always makes me feel like a little kid 
when someone calls me that. Lena has managed to adjust, 
I'm sure you can too."

By this time we were at the car and as I held the door 
open Lena pushed Diane in first. "You ride next to him 
for now Di, we'll change over after dinner in Lebanon."

I got in the car and Lena put my arm around Diane the 
same way it had been around her on the way here. I was 
so confused, I thought that Lena liked me, and now she 
was throwing me at my own cousin.

Dinner was at White Castle because Diane had missed 
them. I learned that Diane was in her fourth year of 
industrial design and had an internship lined up in 
Lafayette for this summer. 

Lena was back beside me and as we got closer to home she 
started trembling like she was afraid of something. I 
looked over at Diane and she was the same way.

"What's going on girls, what are you two afraid of?"

"Don't worry about it Nelson," Diane said, "we'll tell 
you all about it at Lena's place."

Lena gave me directions and soon I was parallel parking 
in front of an old brownstone style house on the side of 
the hill. We got out and Lena led us around back to a 
stairway going up to her 3rd floor apartment. It was a 
pretty nice place with a large living and bedroom 
combination with a bathroom showing through an open door 
to the right of the stairs and a kitchen on the left. 
There was a large bed cattycorner on the right in front 
of a bay window and a couch and two arm chairs over on 
the left. Lena went to the couch and sat down pulling me 
down on her left and Diane over on my other side. 

"Okay Nelson, it is time for us to talk. After you left 
my world fell apart and I suddenly had to fend for 
myself. I went over to your house to see if you could 
help me and you were gone. Your mother found out what 
was going on and took me in. I stayed in your room until 
I got a job lead in Vegas. I went out there to be a 
dealer in one of the clubs, and found out that that was 
just a prelude to being a prostitute in one of their 
brothels. At that point myself image was very low and I 
decided to do it. I entered my first working house and 
found Diane already there. 

We became close friends and lovers. We had so many 
things in common, and the biggest was that we were both 
in love with you and you wouldn't give us the time of 
day. I worked there for two years and Diane a year and a 
half until we had enough money to pay for school. The 
big question is this. Can you handle having two whores 
for girlfriends?"

I just sat there stunned. What could I say that wouldn't 
be misinterpreted? I had always loved Diane and had been 
getting very strong feelings for Lena. Now I found out 
that they had been working as whores and wanted me to be 
their boyfriend. I was silent for so long that they 
started to cry.

"Stop that. What happens if I say yes?"

"You get two girlfriends that will do everything they 
can to please you Nelson."

Suddenly I realized something and broke out laughing; in 
fact it was that kind of manic laughing where you can't 
stop. I laughed so hard that I was having trouble trying 
to catch my breath. When I started choking Diane jumped 
up and slapped me right across the chops. 

"What the hell is so goddamned funny Ricky? If you are 
going to tell us no then do it, you don't have to insult 
us."

"No, no Diane. That's not it at all. I just realized 
that there have only been three girls in this world that 
I could talk to and be myself with, you two and the 
hooker in Germany who got my cherry."

"So you can only talk to sluts, is that what you mean?"

"No, no, don't misunderstand. I never knew anything 
about any of you until after I felt at ease with you. 
Margo was just the bartender at a club I would frequent 
to listen to music and drink beer. When she wasn't busy 
she would talk to me about the world and the USA and to 
practice her English. I didn't know what else she did 
until the guys in the unit took me to a bordello. I 
continued talking to her at the bar after that and it 
didn't seem to make a difference. I never went back to 
the house and she was still my friend. Her other job 
didn't make a difference."

"I don't know if I can handle this or not. I have no 
experience with women and I know that I'll be a 
disappointment to you. Every time you sleep with me you 
will remember someone who was better. How can I compete 
with that?"

Lena was crying full out now, "Oh god, you hate us, you 
hate what we did."

"No Lena! Stop it, I don't hate you. I don't know what 
to do, I've never even had a girl friend and now you 
propose that I have two, and one of them is the girl I 
had a crush on for years and the other has always been 
my best friend. I don't understand what you want with 
me. I was never good enough for either one of you, let 
alone both."

"I love you Diane, and I really think that I love you 
too Lena. If you can be patient with me I'll try to be 
good for you. I only did it with Margo the one time and 
I don't think that she got much out of it."

"At least she didn't hurt you like that bitch Susan did. 
I was so conflicted when she dumped you Nelson. I 
watched you bring her out of her shell and then throw 
you to the side like road-kill, and she killed you for 
romance for a while. I was so glad that she dumped you 
because then I still had a chance; but at the same time 
she hurt you so badly and I hated to see that. I wanted 
to be her, but I couldn't make you see that. When you 
danced with me that night she left you I was so happy, 
for the first time I knew that you were the man for me. 

"I had danced with other guys before, but you just felt 
so good, and then prom night and I got to do it again, 
that night at the roller rink was another conflict. You 
loved your cousin so much, and it was plain to see that 
she loved you too. I thought that it was all lost; you 
were going to be with her. Then when I talked to your 
mom, I found out what the real plan was, and I felt even 
worse."

"What do you mean the real plan?"

Diane spoke back up, "Our moms were trying to get us 
together Nelson. They had seen how much we care for each 
other and they were hoping that we could see past being 
cousins to be lovers. They were hoping that you would 
settle me down and that I would teach you about love. 
They wouldn't have minded if we got married either. Mom 
had looked it up and sex between cousins is not 
considered incest. The poor dears had good intentions; 
they just should have been more open with me. 

"I screwed so many men because I thought that I couldn't 
have the one man I wanted, you. If I had known what 
their plans were I would have gone along with them whole 
heartedly, and I would have known enough to tell you 
about it as well. If I had told you at that prom that I 
wanted to be your girlfriend, for life, what would your 
response have been? Include that our parents would have 
been okay with it."

I sat and thought about it for a moment, "I would have 
been overjoyed Diane. I always have loved you and 
several times in my dreams I wished that we weren't 
cousins. Why didn't they tell us? It would have saved so 
much pain and confusion."

"The poor things out thought themselves dear. They 
thought that if we believed ourselves to be getting away 
with something we would do better. I'm kind of glad that 
it didn't work, because if it had then I never would 
have become so close to Lena. I would have missed that. 
Are you going to stay Nelson?"

"I got to tell you girls, I'm so scared I can't spit. 
I'm so afraid that you will be disappointed with me. 
This last week with Lena has been heaven, but I don't 
think that I am prepared for this, let's wait a week or 
two and give me time to be ready."

"No Nelson, it has to be now. I am so horny I can't see 
straight and being with Lena will only handle part of 
it, I need a man and I want him to be you. Whores don't 
do it for the sex Nelson; there is very little joy in 
it. They are there for the man's pleasure, not their 
own. It is just a job. Poor Lena has never had an orgasm 
with a man, only with me. I already told you about when 
I was in school and most of the guys did nothing for me, 
well being a whore was even worse. The only way you will 
disappoint us is if you leave. If you are willing to 
listen, we will train you in how to please us."

Once again I was stunned. All I could think of was that 
even in my wildest dreams this situation never 
developed. 

"Okay Nelson, we are going to go into the bathroom to 
get ready. You get undressed and wait for us on the bed. 
If you leave I will hunt you down and kill you. Before 
we do though, you will kiss each of us. Give us the kiss 
that you always wanted to."

I was grabbed by Lena with one hand on my arm and one 
behind my head. She pulled me down, not that I was 
resisting much, and latched her mouth onto mine. I could 
taste her tears, and feel her trembling. I gave myself 
to the kiss and I could feel her tongue probing at my 
lips. I let her in and at that point I was lost. I could 
feel all the frustration and pain from so many years 
alone leaving me. The feel of her lips, the taste of her 
mouth, the hard points jabbing my chest and my arms 
around her back consumed it all.

We broke the kiss after an indeterminate time and Diane 
tapped me on the shoulder.

"May I cut in? I think that it is my turn now."

I gave Lena a quick peck on the nose and said, "I'll be 
back, don't go anywhere."

I turned to Diane and suddenly I was in a tornado. While 
Lena had been calm and reserved, almost hesitant, there 
was none of that in Diane. She knew what she wanted and 
she intended to get it. I was thoroughly kissed and 
Diane left no doubt as to her intentions as she explored 
my mouth with her tongue and my crotch with her hand. 
She was forceful without being rough though. Lena's kiss 
had gotten me hard without my realizing it and Diane was 
measuring and stroking while kissing. I'm not sure how I 
kept from going off in my pants, but I knew that it 
wouldn't take much more before I did. These two were as 
different as they could be. As my first two real kisses, 
they were pretty spectacular. 

Diane backed up a bit and said, "okay lover, we are 
going to get ready, you meet us on the bed."

She reached over and grabbed Lena and pulled her off of 
the couch. I watched as the two women walked to the 
bathroom. I sat there for a few minutes trying to decide 
what to do. My instinct was to run, but I knew that they 
would see that as rejection. I looked over at the bed 
and saw for the first time that it was made up with a 
spread and the sheets pulled down and three pillows 
showing above. I wondered just how much I had been 
maneuvered, then I said the hell with it, I like it. I 
got up and started toward the bed and I heard from the 
bathroom, "remember cuz, you run and I'll gut you like a 
fish." 

I laughed and moved to the bed. How much should I do? 
Should I get naked and under the covers or just loosen 
my clothes. In the end I was sitting on the end of the 
bed in my fake silk boxers when the bathroom door 
opened. 

Lena was the first one out, with Diane right behind. 
They were wearing matching baby doll nighties in blue 
and white. 

"Remember these Nelson? I haven't worn one of these 
since you stopped coming around. I often wondered why 
you watched me when I know that Cathy Johnson two doors 
down ran around in panties most nights. Why did you 
watch me Nelson?"

I know that I must have been bright red by then. She had 
known that I was watching, and she didn't mind. 

"Yeah Nelson, why were you watching her instead of the 
little hotty down the street?"

It was very hard to talk because they had continued 
walking toward me and these nighties were much more 
revealing than the ones 10 years ago. 

By the time I was able to speak they were standing on 
either side of me; Lena on my left and Diane on my 
right. With them standing so close I could see right 
through the nylon. Lena's dark hair hung to her 
shoulders with a slight curl framing her beautiful 
squarish face. Her dark eyes were smiling at me over the 
strong nose and firm chin. She wore bright red lipstick. 
I got no further than her slender neck before Diane put 
her hand on my shoulder directing my gaze to her. 

Her short brown hair curled around her ears. She was a 
couple inches taller than Lena and all of it was in her 
torso. Her rounded face and button nose were the same as 
my mother and hers. 

"Because you were too far away to spy on Diane. When we 
stayed over at your place I always hoped for a chance to 
see you too, and sometimes I did."

"I know you did Nelson, and they were certainly not 
accidents. You were always so sweet trying to peek 
without being rude about it. I think that is when I fell 
in love with you. Do you like what you see now?"

"Back up and let me get a better view please ladies. I'm 
a little overwhelmed here, but I couldn't be more 
pleased. You are both magnificent; I don't think I have 
ever seen two more beautiful women anywhere. I want to 
stroke and kiss you all over." 

"That sounds like a good place to start, but first we 
need to finish what you started, stand up and drop trou 
cuz."

I took a look at the door and Lena slapped me on the 
shoulder.

"Don't even think about it boy, why are you so hesitant 
to be with two girls, it's every man's dream?"

"I'm sure that you will be disappointed. I don't know 
anything about how to please one girl, let alone two."

"Don't worry about it sweetie, you can't be as much of a 
disappointment as most of those high school boys. Well 
look here Lena, we won the jackpot, large enough to 
please but not so large as to hurt. Do you want the 
first taste honey? We're going to have to get him off 
right away or he is likely to burst."

Lena shook her head and Diane put my cock in her mouth, 
she sucked me in and gently massaged my balls. I barely 
had time to tap on her head to warn her before I blew 
the biggest load of my life right into her mouth. 

"Ohh Damn Diane, that feels so good, Thank you dear, 
thank you."

She didn't answer but moved over to Lena and kissed her. 
I could see them swapping my cum and almost immediately 
I was hard again. After a moment Diane pulled away.

"Taste our man Lena, he tastes great doesn't he?"

"You are the first man that Lena has tasted, we don't do 
that at work. You will also be the first man either of 
us has taken bareback. You don't have to worry though; 
we are both on the pill, at least for now. Lena honey, 
why don't you lay down and let me teach Nelson what to 
do to make you fly. Poor Lena has never gotten off on 
sex with a man Nelson, I'm sure that you will be her 
first."

What followed was a complete course in the female body 
and erogenous zones. With Diane on one side and me on 
the other we went started at the head exploring the 
lovely Lena. Diane showed me how our girlfriend reacted 
to a tongue in her ear and behind her knees. She had to 
slap me to get me away from the perfect 34B tits to move 
down to the feet and work our way up.

"Would you like to taste our girlfriend now Nelson?"

"Oh yeah, her aroma is drivin' me crazy, I really want 
to taste her."

Then Diane instructed me in all the ways to drive Lena 
crazy; how to lick, where to lick, and when to 
concentrate on the clit. Lena was quiet the whole time, 
apart from some grunts and groans she just shuddered and 
shook and arched her back off of the bed.

"Time for the main event Lover; are you ready?"

I didn't answer, I just moved on up and stared into 
those beautiful dark eyes of the woman I had lusted 
after for years. I felt something down below as my 
cousin aimed me at her lover. 

"I love you Lena. I don't understand how this happened 
but I love you."

Lena lifted off the bed as I pushed and we were mated. 
I'd like to say that I nailed her to the bed, but in 
reality I couldn't have lasted more that 10 minutes. The 
constant comments by Diane made the whole thing somewhat 
surreal. She was also helping with her hands all over 
both of us and kissing us between comments.

"Oh yeah, that's it, she's coming and coming big. Fill 
her up Nelson, fill her up."

I thought that the blow job was great, but it didn't 
compare to this, staring into Lena's eyes as I came and 
watching them widen as she felt me splash up against the 
opening to her womb. 

As we relaxed with me holding myself on my elbows Diane 
was all over us kissing and cooing.

"That was so incredible guys. See Lena; that is what a 
man is supposed to do to please a woman. We chose right 
honey; this man will do us good."

I kissed Lena very hard, and then Diane and rolled over 
on the bed. Diane then got me hard again by diving down 
between Lena's legs and cleaning up our mess. After Lena 
had another orgasm she moved over and Diane was between 
us. What followed was a repeat of Lena's treatment. 
Diane was much more vocal about her pleasure; I hoped 
there was nobody downstairs. Diane's breasts were a 
couple of sizes bigger than Lena's but both were sizes 
appropriate to their body. There was also a different 
taste to Diane, not better or worse, just different. I 
would know which one was which just by taste. 

I told Diane that I loved her too, and since I had 
already come twice I lasted quite a bit longer and I 
needed to, to get Diane to her peak; but once I did she 
almost threw me off the bed with her reaction. Lena went 
down for cleanup the same as Diane had done; but Diane 
said that she couldn't come any more, she was done. I 
was also unable to rise again after the most incredible 
evening of my life.

Later I was lying on the bed with a head on each 
shoulder. 

"What's next girls; what does the future hold for us? 
Have you two made any more plans?"

"Not really Nelson, Diane and I were so worried about 
scaring you away that we haven't planned much beyond 
tonight. I was hoping that you would move in here with 
me, but that would leave Diane out in Nevada all alone."

"May I plan a bit?"

"Please do Nelson, Lena and I would love to hear what 
you have in mind."

"Well, I assume that you both are planning on continuing 
school. How are you fixed for finances there?"

"I had some help from my folks so I only had to work at 
the ranch during the summer to make ends meet. Lena has 
been doing it on her own, and she worked two years to 
afford two years in school. She has had to go back in 
the summers to keep it up. We're both okay for the rest 
of this year, but it will be a little tight for Lena."

"Okay, here it is. My school is taken care of by the Air 
Force and my part time job gives all the expense money I 
need plus some. I don't mind what you two have had to do 
to get this far, but I would really rather that you not 
go back. My idea is that I have saved a lot of money 
while I was in service and I could probably afford to 
put one of you through the rest of your schooling. I 
think that if I marry the other one; we can get student 
loans to take care of her. Which one is which is going 
to have to be your call; there is no way that I can 
choose. I will be married to both of you if you want me 
to be, but legally it can only be one."

I couldn't say anymore as both girls tried to smother me 
with kisses. The upshot was that they were going to wait 
and talk to my mother about the options. Diane was going 
to try to transfer to someplace a little closer after 
this term. I said that we could find a night job for 
Lena similar to mine.

I woke up the next morning with two lovely heads on my 
shoulders talking across my chest. 

"Do you want to go again this morning, or do you think 
that we should let him store up till tonight?"

"Believe it or not, I'm a little sore from last night. I 
have never had such a workout as I got from you two, and 
I need to rest a bit. You can go ahead if you want to 
Diane. I won't be jealous at all, I just wish that you 
could stay here with us and didn't have to go back 
tomorrow."

"I know what you mean Lena; but at least now I know 
where I belong. I'm like you today; I came so many times 
that my stomach hurts. Let's go out and get some 
breakfast, then I think we need to talk to Aunt Julie."

Lena took care of both by calling my mom and getting 
invited over for breakfast. 

My face was bright red as we entered the kitchen and mom 
gave us all a hug. She patted me on the cheek and said, 
"you must have done good dear, or you wouldn't be here 
today. I'm happy for all of you dear."

The final plan was that I would marry Lena, and we would 
move into my old room for a while to save money while 
dad and I converted the garage into a suite for three. 
The three of us would be united in a ceremony at 
Christmas time. Both girls told mom that she would be a 
grandma by next year. My future suddenly looked very 
bright. I have no idea why these two marvelous women 
chose me, but I will be eternally grateful that they 
did.

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