Naked In School - Laura
by dotB

Chapter 1 - Introduction & a letter

It seems that another of the Jennings girls is going to have to take off her 
clothes to go to school, but you know what? I don't think this one minds doing 
that very much. Of course, like anyone in the Jennings family, life wouldn't be 
normal without something going a little off kilter, just so there would be 
something to make the whole family's life interesting. I wonder what the school 
administration was thinking of, I mean, remember what happened when Susan was in 
the program? Well, without further ado, here is Laura's account, I'll try to use 
her exact words and phrases:


   Laura Jennings
   336 Elm Street
   Oak Bay Heights
     Mr Bentley
     English Eleven Class
     Freemont High SchoolThis evening, at our Sunday evening family barbeque, my 
sister Susan came over to stand just behind and between my best friend Deirdre 
and me, then she announced to us and to my family that the two of us would be 
enrolled into the N. I. S. Program starting first thing Monday morning. It came 
as a complete surprise, but you know, it shouldn't have. You see, I should have 
thought that something like this would happen, because this is the way my life 
goes, it just seems that I have to do things of this sort.Look, I can explain, 
here's a perfect example: if you're reading this, then you've asked me to write 
a report on my week in the program and I've handed you this letter. And of 
course, even if you don't want to do it, you're going to be comparing my report 
to what my sister Susan wrote in her report about last week about her week in 
the program. So ... just how is that fair huh? Sure, I'm a little over a year 
and a half older and two grades ahead of her, but I'm stinking dull normal, 
while she's a frigging genius. I admit, she stepped into a bloody mess, so she 
really had something to write about. But, look at her, she took about two days 
to rattle the cage of everyone who is involved with the Program. And she rattled 
that cage hard, hard enough to change the way the whole dang thing is run for 
now. How can I compare to that, huh?I'm supposed to be the big sister right? How 
do you think I feel right now, knowing that because of what my little sister 
did, I'm going to have an easier time of this than she did? And I have to write 
about my week, after what she did? She managed to function through the worst 
part of her loss of her frigging boyfriend, who committed frigging suicide for 
cripes sake, and she still had enough brass balls to take on the whole damn 
Program selection committee. Not only that, but she talked my Bible punching, 
overly devout, stubborn as hell, Mother into being on her side and just for fun, 
she added the whole rest of my family, including my father. Yeah, my father, the 
man who had almost walked out of our life and who is now back in it almost full 
time. And it's all because of Susan, how can I compare to that, huh? And do you 
know what else she did? Because she got us all involved, we've gotten used to 
being nude around the house. Around the house? Hell, she's even gotten me to 
walk out of the house, out onto the street, bare, starkers, completely, utterly, 
absolutely NAKED even down to my pinky toes. Right out there for the world to 
see, in front of everyone, so they could see my fat flabby thighs and my big fat 
saggy tits. And guess what, she made me realise that it's my body and I like it 
and to HELL with what anyone else thinks. And she didn't do it with just me, she 
included my best buddy, Deirdre, as well. So now Deirdre is more comfortable 
with her body too, a damn sight more comfortable with her body than her parents 
have ever made her feel.Oh yeah, remember I was talking about my uptight, Bible 
punching Mama, well guess what? This morning, Mom let Susan sleep in, but she 
woke the rest of us kids up early, got us all ready, and took us to her fussy, 
psalm singing, verse quoting, oh so perfectly politically correct church and we 
all sat together, right near the front. And guess what, we didn't even have a 
handkerchief between the bunch of us. No dresses, no pants, no shirts, no 
blouses, no skirts, no bras, no knickers, no nothing, nothing but our 
Sunday-go-to-meeting hats and our Sunday shoes and socks, oh, and a tiny hand 
purse, so we could carry our offerings for the collection plate. And I wasn't 
embarrassed, instead I was proud. So what if the church elders didn't like it 
and had a coniption fit, we went dressed the way God made us, like Adam and Eve 
dressed in Eden. And take a good guess why we did that, come on, please guess 
... that's right, because Susan pointed out the scriptures to Mom and Mom took 
it to heart. And those perfectly politically correct church elders? Why, they 
asked us not to come back until we could dress like 'normal people'. Hey, if the 
creationists are right, and we are all descended from Adam and Eve, why 
shouldn't we dress like our ancestors did when we worship the God who created us 
all?Oh, did I tell you that our house is a nude zone most of the time? Mom 
decided she liked it that way, and around our house, Mom is the boss. You 
weren't here the other day, when all the other 'wise-men' from the Program 
selection committee were here, but that was the first time Mom decided we were 
all going to be nude and I'll tell you something. Even if I didn't feel very 
comfortable about it then, I was sure a darn sight more comfortable than most of 
the members of that committee were. To be honest, that night I actually enjoyed 
myself most of the time, but then mostly, I enjoyed listening to Susan speak. I 
wish I had taped that, I might have been able to quote parts of it in this 
report to you, I'm sure her words were a lot more eloquent than any I would 
normally use. Susan just peeked over my shoulder and she's laughing like crazy, 
she says she's no hero, she claims she just has a bad temper and a stubborn 
streak a mile wide. Besides, she says the reason she helped Deirdre and I get 
ready for this week is because she loves us both and she knew if it had happened 
to me without warning, I'd have been a basket case. Guess what, she's right and 
I love her too, or anyway, or whatever!So Mr Bentley, since you've read this 
far, I think you realise that I'm not going to try to compete with my sister, no 
frigging way! I'll write your darn report but it won't be like Susan's, so don't 
bother comparing them. Mine will probably be dull and boring in comparison, 
exciting things just don't happen to me. If anything exciting ever did happen to 
me, I'd probably die of heart failure, so be prepared to yawn a lot. If you are 
passing out grades on these reports, I imagine Susan will get an A+ as usual and 
I will get a C-, so what? Ho hum, I'm just dull normal, every day ordinary, not 
too bright me. So what? You do what you gotta do, and I'll do what I gotta do 
and in the end, I hope we'll both be satisfied.Oh, one other thing before I 
forget, if I do happen to meet a guy during my week in the Program and we hit it 
off, Susan says she will help me tame down my writing. I do tend to get carried 
away with my descriptions and I would not want to write a graphic porn story or 
something. (She just showed me how she wrote part of her report, when something 
'interesting' happened to her and she cheats!!) (I've already heard the 'blow by 
blow, lay back in bed and brag to your big sister before going to sleep' 
details, so I know she cheats!)SO Mr Bentley, it's Sunday evening and I haven't 
even been officially entered into the program yet, but I'm sitting here writing 
this letter to you, because I know that you'll ask me to write a report at the 
end of English class tomorrow, just because that's the way my life goes. I won't 
give you this until after you do ask, but I'll bet I don't bring it home 
tomorrow night. If you want to include this letter in my report, fine, but call 
it my protest about writing a report, even before I do write the report, okay?



Monday's Report

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MondayI hate the frigging alarm clock, it's noisy and it always interrupts a 
good dream, every frigging time. I finally managed to wake up and slap the damn 
shutoff button, then I happned to look over at Susan's bed. She was laying there 
wearing a grin that I could have merrily wiped away with a hammer. She's turning 
into a bloody morning person and I'm not!"What's so damn funny?" I managed to 
mumble around the fur on my tongue. "Rise and shine, dear sister mine, today's 
the day, the boys will play, you will be nude, for fingers rude, to make you 
squeal, as they cop a feel." She snickered, and then the little bitch leaped out 
of bed so she could beat me to the bathroom.I'd forgotten that Deirdre was 
sleeping over and laying on the air mattress between Susan's and my bed, so when 
she giggled from somewhere below and beside me, I damn near jumped through the 
roof."Now what do you think is funny." I grumped, slightly less grouchy, after 
all she is my best bud."You and Susan, you two are my private Abbot and 
Costello." She giggled some more."Oh Christ another frigging morning idiot." I 
sighed."But you are, I never know what to expect," She laughed scrambling to her 
feet. "In the morning, when you get up, you act like the straight man, but by 
afternoon, you're the funny one."I lay there looking at her blearily. "Do you 
know what day today is?""Monday, so?""And what happens this Monday, my darling 
Deeds.""We get Naked!" She grinned. "And for once I may actually get the nerve 
to let a guy touch me.""Deeds, you do not have a choice. Remember the pamphlet? 
There's this mention in there of something called a 'reasonable 
request'.""Define that for me." She grinned. "Who makes the choice?""Probably 
it's decided by the teachers." Susan broke in.Susan must have had a jet 
propelled shower. Suddenly she was standing there, already looking clean all 
over and drying her hair with her favourite towel. Which also happens to be my 
favourite towel, damn it. I saw that damn towel and I forgot my discussion with 
Deirdre, I was taking a deep breath to chew out Susan when she reached over to 
the top of the dresser and tossed me a package."Special delivery, from Aunt 
Rachel." She shouted, and ran back out the door.The package turned out to be a 
paper bag and in it was another fucking towel, just like the one she had been 
using, but new and maybe even softer and fluffier."Damn!" I snapped."What are 
you mad at now?" Deirdre frowned at me. "I'm pissed off because I was building 
up a nice mad at Susan and now she's somehow gone and done something nice again 
and fucked up my mad. I swiped that darn towel she was using from Aunt Rachel, 
one time when I was visiting her, and Susan likes it as much as I do. I bet 
Susan went and asked her if she'd give me another one, just so we wouldn't have 
to fight over it.""Probably," Deirdre suddenly started pushing me down the hall. 
"Now get in the shower before I see the tears in your eyes because you were 
being bitchy and you feel bad for wanting to chew on her butt."So I used the 
bathroom and I showered. I was just getting out of the shower when Deirdre came 
in. I scooted, towelling off on the fly, leaving her alone and realising there 
was one nice thing about nudity in the house, I didn't have to worry if anyone 
saw me. I walked to my closet to get my clothes for the day and I paused, then 
turned and looked at Susan, who was back in the room and sitting on her bed. Oh 
shit, she didn't look happy."And what the dickens is the matter with you?" I 
tried to sound grouchy but I don't think I managed."I have to wear clothes." She 
sighed. "And I didn't ask Jimmy about what time he goes to school. I forgot. Do 
you think he goes directly after he delivers his papers. I don't even know where 
his paper route is and ....""Whoa, whoa." I growled, then I grinned. "I'll trade 
you, I'll wear clothes and you can go naked, even if we don't look alike or go 
to the same classes, maybe Mr Taylor and the teachers won't notice.""I kinda 
think after my activity the last week they just might notice, I think I've 
brought a little attention to myself." She sighed. "I guess I can live with 
wearing clothes but I really don't know what to wear, and what about 
Jimmy?""Susan, Deirdre didn't loan those sun-dresses to you, she gave them to 
you, and if you look out the window, there's this lonely looking paperboy 
leaning against his bike. He's looking hot and sweaty like he just peddled his 
route at sixty miles an hour, and he's staring at our house like it was a candy 
store window and he was broke."I think almost every girl has tried to keep a guy 
guessing when they first start dating, but not Susan. She leaped up, threw the 
window open and leaned out, naked as a jay bird, yelling at Jimmy to go shower 
and get ready, she'd meet him at his house in a few minutes. Maybe she has the 
right idea, she got an instant grin and a bit of a blush as Jimmy hollered "ALL 
RIGHT!" and hopped on his bike to pedal off down the street as if he'd been 
shot.How do you maintain a morning grouch when your little sister hugs you like 
you just saved her life, and then dances around like she was going to a party 
instead of school? Was this the same kid that for the last four years moped and 
grouched around on Monday mornings until she was almost always late for the 
school bus, sometimes even having to make Mom drive her because she did miss it? 
It couldn't be, could it? Did going naked for a week do that to people? If it 
did, I wasn't sure I really wanted to do this crap! Aww, let's be honest, I 
REALLY didn't want to do this no matter what.By the time that Deirdre came back, 
towelling off from her shower, Susan had her hair done, a tiny touch of lipstick 
on and was dressed in that pretty blue sun-dress. She leaped up and hugged 
Deirdre, thanking her for about the ninety seventh time for giving her those 
dresses."Hey, are you wearing anything under that?" I asked."Of course not." 
Susan giggled, grabbing the heavy box of books and homework that I'd had to pack 
home for her, then almost running downstairs.Deirdre and I agreed that in our 
case it would be smart to dress the same way, so it wasn't long before we were 
down at the breakfast table. I had on a tank top and a skirt and Deirdre had a 
long sun-dress on that fit her like a glove. It seemed that Susan was already 
gone, I had to grin at that and Mom just shook her head."She plans on walking to 
school, carrying that bloody box of books you brought home for her, the one with 
all her heavy books." Mom sighed."Mom, she's got a guy to carry them." I 
sighed."Oh, she wouldn't ask him to ..." Then Mom grinned sheepishly. "Knowing 
Jimmy, she won't have to ask will she?""Ump um." I mumbled around a mouthful of 
toast and marmalade, pouring a small glass of orange juice.Deirdre was looking 
daggers at me, so I tossed her a slice of toast."Eat," I ordered, "You're going 
to use energy fighting off the mob and I don't want you passing out at my side. 
I know you usually like to get to school early, but there's no sense in it 
today, we'll be herded straight to Mr Taylor's office anyway."She got the 
strangest look on her face, a combination that looked at first almost like fear 
and then like desire. They warred across her face for a second, then she simply 
sat down looking resigned. "I wonder who will be with us?" She sighed."Well, 
since we both read that new pamphlet the school sent out, and going over the 
group choice idea that Dad proposed ... since we seem to be fairly well adjusted 
to our school environment, I bet we get a couple of real doozeys." I 
laughed."Ohmigod, do you think so?""Hey, look at what I have for a sister, she 
took the shit they threw at her and turned it into roses, I'll bet they think 
because I'm older than she is that ...""Laura, are you complaining about what 
Susan did?" Mom demanded."No Mom." I grinned at her. "I'm bitching because I'll 
bet the selection committee has jumped to the conclusion that because I'm one of 
the Jennings family, then I and my buddy Deirdre will be able to move mountains, 
clean up polluted rivers, and still be fresh as a daisy, ready to party at the 
end of the week.""Laura, you're a pessimist." Mom smiled wryly."We'll see." I 
grunted, glancing at the clock. "I guess we'd better go, Deirdre is about to 
have a bird.""Oh Laura!" Deirdre muttered, but she beat me to the door.The 
surprising thing was that when we got to school, we weren't told to go directly 
to Mr Taylor's office."Maybe Susan got it wrong," Deirdre grinned. "Let's go to 
home room.""Hmph, when have you ever seen her wrong about bad news." I argued, 
but went with her.Mr. Winslow, our home room teacher saw us come in and waved us 
to his desk. "Good Morning Miss Jennings, Miss Smythe." He smiled. "Have you two 
been warned that you are in the Program this week?""See, I told you." I grinned 
at Deirdre, then looked back at Mr Winslow. "Were we supposed to go to the 
office?""Oh no, you did quite right coming to home room." Mr Winslow smiled 
again. "Each of the students selected is now expected to check in with their 
home room teacher first and then be given a hall pass. Your next stop will of 
course be the school nurse, Miss Carver. After she has seen you both, you will 
then meet with Dr. Panoslovski and Mr. Taylor, as well as the other selectees 
for this week.""Can you tell us who else has been selected." Deirdre asked in a 
whisper."Oh my, I'm afraid I can't. There is quite a list, you know. The 
committee has actually expanded the numbers who are enrolled each week, along 
with the other changes that were implemented." Deirdre was opening her mouth to 
ask another question when I got impatient."Come on Deeds." I said sharply, 
grabbing her hand. "If there are a lot of people in the program, and if I'm 
going to get jabbed with a needle, I want it to happen before the crowd gets 
there."We practically ran down the hall to the health care room and Nurse Carver 
was actually surprised when we literally burst in the door."Oops sorry." I 
panted as she looked at us. "It's just that I don't want to have too many people 
see me get a needle.""I see." She grinned. "I take it you are both in the 
program.""Unh huh, I'm Laura Jennings, this is Deirdre Smythe." And while I was 
talking I was whipping off my clothes."My, you certainly seem eager." She 
grinned at me as she handed me a box for my clothes and another one for Deirdre. 
"Just call me Anne, by the way."It's not that I'm eager." I sighed. "I just hate 
getting needles and if I flinch and scream, I don't want many people to see me. 
I figure there's going to be a lot of kids in here and I want to be all done 
before it gets crowded."She smiled and waved us into an examination room. It was 
tiny with barely room for all three of us to stand, so I sat back against the 
cushioned examination table with it's paper covering, and Deirdre moved to my 
side."I imagine the shot you are talking about is the anti-preg shot ..." Nurse 
Carver grinned. "... so you can be protected, just in case?""Unh huh." I sighed, 
then blushed. "I don't expect to need it but ...?""Better to be prepared than at 
risk." She smiled handing me a pen and a form. "Now, until you sign this I can't 
administer the shot, so if you'd sign on the bottom line .... We'll fill out the 
rest later, that way I can get the shot done quickly, before anyone else 
arrives.I took the pen and set the form on a small table beside the exam table 
to glance over it before I signed it. As I did, she picked up my other arm and I 
felt her press her fingers down softly, then swab a spot with alcohol. I knew 
the shot would come as soon as she was done with the swab and I was carefully 
concentrating on signing the form, but she seemed to be wiping more than needed. 
I turned to look at her, wondering if there was a problem, only to see her toss 
a disposable needle and syringe away."No shot?" I asked in surprise as she 
smiled at me."All done." She grinned. "I zapped you as soon as you started 
signing. Most people don't concentrate very well on two things at once.""But 
needles hurt!" I protested, handing her the form as she reached for it."Not if 
the person giving the needle knows what they're doing and if you're 
concentrating on something else." She smiled. "Now hop down, Deirdre's 
turn.""Oh, my parent's will kill me if I have the shot." Deirdre protested. 
"They want me to ....""Deeds, it's just a bloody precaution." I growled. "They'd 
be a lot more uptight if you got knocked up, now wouldn't they?""Well, yeah." 
She admitted."So? This is just a matter of protection, like a shot against 
measles. Call it an immunization shot if you want. This way if some guy has just 
jacked off and then touches your pussy with sperm on his fingers, you don't have 
to worry."She got the strangest look on her face. "That couldn't happen could 
it?" She wheeled on Anne, her face looking panicked."Well... it is rather a 
stretch, but I suppose, in the right circumstance ..." Nurse Carver said 
slowly."Shoot me." Deirdre snapped, snapping her arm out right in front of the 
nurse. "There's no way I'm taking any chances. I don't want to be fucked up by 
some stupid thing like that. If I get pregnant, I want to know why.""Sign here 
please." Deirdre was handed another form and leaned forward to sign it.I watched 
Nurse Carver this time. It was so fast that it surprised me. She picked up a 
cotton pad in one hand and swabbed Deirdre's arm for an instant, then shifted 
the pad slightly and pressed harder, at the same time she pressed the needle 
into Deirdre's skin almost under the pad. Then she wiped over the same spot with 
the swab and dropped both the swab and needle into a container. I looked at her 
and grinned."That was neat!" I told her."Thank you." She smiled. "It just takes 
practise.""What does?" Deirdre asked."Giving an injection as painlessly as 
possible." The nurse answered. "Now let's go back into the other room and I can 
ask you two a few questions for my files. Then you can go on talk to Dr. Stan 
and Principal Taylor as well as meet with your group.""It's done?" Deirdre 
asked. "My shot I mean."Nurse Carver just smiled and nodded, turning to lead us 
back into the other room. After a few moments of answering questions and filling 
out forms, she told us to go down to meet with the others in the Home Ec. room, 
which was empty this period. Before we left though, she asked us both to drop by 
later in the day and gave us slips to give to our teachers so we could come to 
see her.Outside her office, we compared notes and saw that Deirdre was to go in 
to see her the first period after lunch and me just before we went home. Since 
we were carrying the boxes with our clothes, as well as trying to get used to 
walking down the hall nude, I was glad the Home Ec. room was close. Still, I 
think Deirdre was happier than I was to get inside a closed room. Inside the 
Home Ec. room, it was almost chaos. That's when it really dawned on me just how 
much of a favour Susan and Mom had done for Deeds and I by getting us used to 
the idea of being nude. There were girls almost in tears, trying to hide 
themselves as they undressed and guys trying to hide themselves, at the same 
time as trying to stare at girls and, well, you get the picture. Meanwhile Dr. 
Stan and Principal Taylor were trying to calm people down and sort out the 
various groups at the same time. I simply couldn't help giggling. My giggle set 
off Deeds and she joined me. Now if you want attention in a room full of people 
who are uncomfortable, just start to giggle. If you want to draw even more 
attention, have your buddy join you. In about two shakes of a dead lambs tail we 
were the center of attention and strange as it may seem it was fun. Don't ask me 
why, maybe I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, but I just grinned and threw my 
shoulders back, standing proud, if I had to show my tis, then damn it, I was 
going to show them as best I could! Deirdre wasn't quite as brash as I was, but 
she didn't try to hide either, so I guess we put on just a bit of a show. But 
you know, it calmed down all the rest of the kids. Some of them giggled and most 
of them still seemed embarrassed, but none of them were trying to hide as 
much."Hello Laura, Hi Deirdre. You two might as well come over and join your 
group." Mr Taylor said loudly. "I believe you already know Jason Walker, he's 
going to be your peer advisor since he's been through the program previously."I 
hadn't noticed Jason before, because he'd been sitting down, but seeing him and 
knowing he was going to be part of our group certainly made me happier, 
especially when I saw the two guys sitting beside him."The other two members of 
your group are going to be Damien Latimer and Lee Chen." Mr Taylor went on, 
introducing each of them as well. "I believe you know them as well?""Yes sir." I 
said weakly, trying to smile. "Hi guys."Deirdre just nodded. I felt pretty let 
down myself, I mean, sure I'd joked that we'd end up with a pair of social 
misfits, but these two? OH GOD!"Well, since you all seem to know each other, 
I'll go see if I can sort out a few more of the groups. You can just chat 
quietly amongst yourselves until Dr Panoslovski and I address the whole room. 
Alright?" And with that, Principal Taylor moved away.I watched him go and then 
turned back to the guys. There they were, a dream boat - who was spoken for, a 
skinny kid - who was the biggest nerd in the whole school, and a Chinese kid - 
who came across as a muscle bound jerk. Both Damien and Lee Chen had their hands 
in their laps, covering their willies."You can't do that guys." I growled at the 
two of them."Huh?" Damien almost drooled as he stared right at my tits."You 
aren't allowed to hide behind your hands." I growled even louder. "Look! See, 
you can see both of my tits." I pointed with the first fingers of both hands. 
"And you can see my pussy too. Now, move those damn hands. I don't want our 
group to get chewed out because either one of you is chicken."Deeds giggled 
first and then she gasped. I'm not sure if I gasped, but I do know I drew a deep 
breath. Okay, I'd seen several guys that I thought were fairly big around the 
school, I mean downstairs - in the plumbing department, and Jason was no slouch 
himself, but right now, both Damien and Lee Chen almost gave him a run for his 
money. Okay, so maybe Jason wasn't as excited because he'd seen us and several 
other girls nude, but wow, they sure were! I mean it was very obvious they were 
male, even sitting down.I don't know how Damien could blush so bright red and 
still have enough blood in his frail body to ... well ... to handle the load. 
And Lee Chen had such a bulky body but somehow I didn't expect that he'd be as 
bulky "down there"."Holy Shit." I whispered, then turned to Deeds. "I think we 
just drew three aces kid."Which brought a giggle."Naw, 'We three kings of orient 
are ...'" Jason sang softly in that lovely deep voice of his.That made even me 
giggle."Those are some gifts you're packing." Deirdre astounded me by saying, as 
she blushed bright red.And that broke everyone up, we all started to laugh and 
really relax."Well, talking about packing ..." Damien started to say"Don't you 
finish that sentence." I interrupted, laughing hard. "Not now anyway."And yet he 
knew I wasn't mad at him, that I was just kidding. That's when I made up my 
mind, maybe this wasn't such a bad group after all. It was funny, both Deirdre 
and I were usually a bit reserved around most people, but with this bunch, when 
we said something it was usually a bit risque and I noticed we weren't as quiet 
as usual. Everything anyone said in the next few minutes seemed to be loaded 
with double entendre. Okay, maybe Deirdre was still fairly quiet but when she 
did pipe up, it was with a zinger. Maybe the most quiet one was Lee Chen, but 
then he hardly ever spoke aloud anyway. To my surprise, we were getting 
along.Then Principle Taylor called us all to attention. He stood at the front of 
the room and ran through the dos and don'ts of what we could and couldn't do for 
the next week and what we could say 'no' to, then he called on Dr. Stan. (Oop's 
I guess I should be formal, make that Dr Panoslovski.) All he really did was to 
let us know that if anyone had a problem, they should come see either him or 
Nurse Carver. That's when he really got most of the girls attention, because he 
started to talk about the idea of every girl having an anti-preg shot, well, he 
called it a conception control injection. Almost instantly you could see girls 
getting antsy and lining up to rush down the hall to Nurse Carver's office. In 
fact when he did say they could go, Deeds and I were almost the only girls left 
in the room, the only other girl was Diane Belmont, Jason's main 
squease.Actually she gestured to us to join her, so Deirdre and I excused 
ourselves from the guys to go over to her."Hi, did you two already have your 
shot?""Unh huh, we did that before coming here.""Good, then I won't have to 
stand out in the hall alone." She grinned. "Principle Taylor wants to talk to 
the guys alone for a minute. I think he's going to tell dirty jokes or 
something."She was giggling as she lead us to the door."He isn't, is he?" 
Deirdre said, looking back at the guys."No." Diane laughed softly as she closed 
the door behind us. "Actually I talked to him about the dork who was supposed to 
be Susan's partner last week. I think he's talking to them about how rough this 
week can be on the girls and how they need support from their group. I don't 
think you guys have to worry, not with Jason in your group.""I was going to ask 
about that, how did both you and Jason happen to get selected together?""We 
volunteered." She grinned. "Actually after helping Susan deal with crap last 
week and then having your family support us when we needed it, we thought it 
might be fun. And we feel we kind of owe a debt of sorts, so we're paying it 
back.""I hope you aren't expecting anyone else to be like Susan.""Oh I hope 
not." She giggled. "Or like your Mom for that matter. Hey, did she get you guys 
that phone she was talking about? Mom's having mine hooked up next 
week.""Actually I think Daddy pulled some strings and called in a favour or two, 
ours is supposed to be installed either today or tomorrow." I grinned."How did 
he do that?" She asked.I didn't get a chance to answer her because the door 
opened and all those yummy nude guys came pouring out. Okay, so pouring is a bad 
word, dribbling is more like it, or maybe sneaking. I wanted to see and they 
were trying to hide by walking sideways or facing each other, it wasn't fair. 
What is it about guys and their dorks anyway? Is there this direct connection 
between the size of their most massive hard-on and the size of their pride? Take 
away a guys pants and you turn the tiger into a scared kitten.And yet listen to 
me talk. Me, the gal who boastfully puts down my sister for having small tits 
and yet bellyaches because mine are heavy enough that they swing and droop a 
bit. Me, who worries about my tummy roll or the fact that I have a bulge on my 
thighs. I guess we all have our ego thing huh? And if I worry about being too 
heavy, think about Deirdre, she's skin and bone and still she diets. But I'm 
getting off topic. Diane got separated from Deirdre and I, but that was okay 
because, looking at the clock, it was almost time for our next class anyway. We 
had started to go toward our next class when I heard our names called. Looking 
back, I saw Damien and Lee Chen hurrying our way. "Can we walk you to your 
class?" Damien asked politely."Unh, I guess." I managed to mumble and to my 
surprise, Deirdre grabbed Lee Chen's arm."Huh?" I said staring at her."He makes 
me feel good." She giggled and Lee Chen grinned.I looked at Damien and he looked 
at me, both of us rolled our eyes and started walking again. "Oh great." I 
thought to myself. "I get stuck with the nerd." Then he floored me."Would you 
get mad if I said you were gorgeous." He whispered, so quietly I could hardly 
hear him even though we were walking side by side, I mean real close 
together."HUH!" I mumbled again, turning and staring at him.I'm sure that about 
then my eyes were about the size of saucers and you could have driven a semi 
trailer truck into my mouth."I think you're beautiful." He blushed. "I always 
did.""But ...""Oh I know, I'm homely and I'm little and I'm not very good at 
talking to people and ..."I could see the tears in his eyes and I didn't know 
what to do. I realised he had a crush on me and I really didn't want that, but 
what could I do? We had to get to class and yet I had to take the time to talk 
to him, first; because he wasn't a bad guy and second; because he was supposed 
to be my buddy for the week. My head was spinning. What would Mom do? What would 
Daddy do? Hell, what would Susan do?"Look, you've surprised me." I blurted. "And 
we need more than two minutes to talk about this. Meet me at lunch, in the 
cafeteria, right after the next class?""Have lunch with you? Sure!" He burbled, 
almost stumbling over his feet because we were still walking."Hey, this isn't a 
date at the Waldorf or something. It's just a school lunch for cripes sake." I 
grinned at him, I couldn't help it, he made me think of an eager little puppy 
dog. "That's okay" he answered and his voice squeaked.And that's when a kid 
stopped me to ask if he could touch my breasts. I happened to glance at Damien 
and his mouth was open, he was starting to blush and something inside me just 
clicked."You've got to wait your turn, Damien just asked me." I answered him, 
turning so I faced Damien directly.I didn't know what was going to happen, but I 
just had to find out, don't ask me why. I was watching Damien's eyes and they 
were staring into mine, so it was literally a surprise when I felt his 
fingertips actually touch me. And I jerked. I know, I shouldn't have. I should 
have known his hands would have been cool because I should have guessed that he 
was the kind of guy who's palms would sweat and then get chilly. But his finger 
tips were ice cold. So he barely touched me and I jerked away. He looked like 
he'd just stabbed me then he yanked his hands back and ran off like he'd been 
shot. I was left standing there, feeling like shit!I don't know if I let the 
other kid touch me or not. I do know that by the time I got to class someone had 
touched not only my breasts, but my pussy as well, however I couldn't tell you 
who. I was in a blind stupid funk, angry at myself and annoyed with the damn 
world again. I know I had to go sit through a Social Studies class, but I don't 
remember what we did that day. All I was doing was worrying about lunch and 
whether or not I would see Damien there. At least I managed to calm myself down 
by the time class ended.Deeds knew me well enough to know I was still a bit 
upset, but she came up to me at the end of class and touched my arm. "I asked 
Lee to make sure Damien came to lunch." She smiled as we headed for the 
door."You saw what happened?""Unh huh, what was it, cold hands?""Unh huh, like 
ice." I nodded. "And to top it off, I think he's got a crush on me, so I think I 
just ruined his day, maybe his whole year.""Are you feeling okay." She grinned, 
reaching out a hand to touch my forehead."What do you mean?""Old hell for 
leather, damn the torpedoes, Laura, is worried about a nerd?""That nerd is one 
of our group." I growled. "And even if he's nuts to think I'm so bloody special, 
he is a pretty nice guy.""Okay." She grinned."Not special nice, but nice enough 
to not be made to feel like an ass.""Okay.""Look, I've never had anyone have a 
crush on me before, what do I do?""And I would know?" She giggled. "I'm the one 
who gets crushes remember, not causes them.""So, have you got a crush on Lee 
Chen?""Nope, I don't think so, not really, but I do like him." She smiled, 
calming down a lot. "But he's so BIG." I said, spreading my hands apart in what 
I hoped was an expansive gesture."I know, and he's Chinese. Mom and Dad would go 
bananas.""But ..." I just stared at her."I know, maybe he's not what I want for 
a boyfriend, but I think he and I are going to be friends, good friends. For 
some reason, I just like him. Besides he knows a lot about healthy diet, he has 
too, he's a weight lifter and he has to stay strong."I just stared at her, 
Deirdre was worried about a healthy diet? What had happened, had I stepped into 
the twilight zone? That's when I saw Lee and Damien standing at the door to the 
caf. I took a deep breath as we walked toward them and I saw Damien trying to 
look anywhere but at me.I decided I had to speak first, so I took another deep 
breath, but Deirdre beat me to it. "Damien, lift your hands up, palms toward 
you." She ordered.He stared at her, but he did it and she grabbed a hand, 
slapping it against his chest with the fingertips on his nipple."Gee whiz, don't 
do that, my hands are cold." He squawked and then I could see comprehension hit 
him."OH!" He squawked again as he stared at me. "Oh, I am sorry.""Well, I'm 
sorry too. I didn't really mean to do the long jump when you touched me." I 
managed to smile and not break into a big grin. "Now do you still want to sit 
and talk?""And eat please." Lee said quietly. "I need my carbohydrates.""Okay, 
and eat too." I did grin at him. "Maybe the two of us can shame our friends into 
eating a little bit as well.""Oh, I eat lots, my Mom kids me that I have a tape 
worm." Damien said loudly as we joined the line."Eeew." A girl in front of us 
said. "What a thing to talk about at lunch."Just then Jason came over and I 
instantly thought about fifth wheels, but to my surprise, Deirdre whispered 
something to him and he winked as he left. Damn, I owed her big time. But I 
guess between him coming over, and the girl in front of us being upset about 
tape worms, no one felt like talking right then, at least not until we were all 
seated and eating. I managed to sit next to Damien, although that wasn't really 
hard to arrange, and I waited until we were well into lunch before I started to 
talk quietly to him."Look Damien, I'm not used to having someone tell me I'm 
pretty and I have to guess you might have ... well, sort of a crush on me." I 
whispered, being as smooth as a bull moose as usual. "Uhh, I guess, sorta." He 
mumbled, blushing bright red."Well, I don't know what to do." I grinned. "I've 
never had a guy like me that way before.""But ...""Wait a minute." I 
interrupted. "I want you to know that, well, I think it's a great compliment and 
so far, I like you, but I'm not sure if we'd make a good couple. I'm sure we can 
be close friends though.""But you were going to let me feel your ...." He stared 
down at my chest and blushed."My tits? Why not, any guy in the school can feel 
them this week, so why shouldn't I let you cop a feel too?""But does that mean 
that maybe I could touch you ... down there.""Well, in your case, only on one 
condition." I grinned."What?" He squawked. "Anything, anything at all.""Only if 
I can touch you too.""On my pecker?" He squeaked. "I'd ... I'd explode.""Oh I 
don't think you'd explode." I giggled. "But I might make you cum.""I ... I ... 
OH SHIT." He moaned."What's wrong." "You just did." He groaned softly."I did ... 
what?""You made me cum, all over and I don't dare move or people will see." He 
hissed. "I think I even sprayed the bottom of the table.""Oh God, I'm sorry." I 
snorted, trying to swallow a giggle. "I'll get a napkin." I scrambled out of my 
seat."Get a bunch ... Please."Luckily the four of us were somewhat isolated from 
the rest of the crowd at a table in a corner, and Damien's back was to the room, 
but Deirdre and Lee were having as much trouble trying not to laugh as I was. It 
wasn't that I was unsympathetic, it was just that what had happened was so damn 
embarrassing for the poor guy that I had to either laugh or cry. I got a whole 
bunch of paper towels and hurried back to the table, trying not to draw any 
attention to myself or our group and I made a big deal out of wiping the table 
with one napkin while passing the rest to Damien. "Thanks." He sighed, grabbing 
them."I guess it would be a bad idea for me to offer to help, huh?" I couldn't 
help teasing."Not unless you want to go for more napkins." He snorted and then 
he actually laughed weakly."Well, at least you won't have to ask for relief at 
the start of the next class." Lee said with a straight face."I dunno, he's got 
ten minutes to recover." I giggled. "I'll bet a dollar he's hard when lunch time 
is over.""Don't bet with her, you'd lose." Damien snorted. "I already am.""Wow, 
maybe we should get to be close friends." I kidded.And then he floored me. 
"Suits me." He said and then he shrugged as if it wasn't important. Just after 
that he excused himself, saying he should clean up before class and he walked 
away, pausing at a garbage can to toss all those dirty napkins into it. All I 
could do was stare after him in surprise. Both Deirdre and Lee thought it was 
funny, but I didn't. Now I didn't know what to do or even what was going 
on.Anyway, after lunch, I had English. That's right Mr Bentley, that's when you 
told me I'd need to write a report and that's when I handed you my letter that 
I'd written last night. That made you raise your eyebrows, didn't it? And did I 
see you smile when you were reading it, or was that just a gas pain from some 
bit of badly digested lunch? It doesn't matter, I managed to survive your class, 
then I had to hurry down to see Nurse Anne.I didn't know what to expect, but she 
actually spent a little time talking to me about cleaning up after sex, "Just in 
case." she said. Now I'd already had a talk to Mom about this, but I was polite 
and I listened and she did give me a few tips I didn't know already. So I 
managed to survive the rest of the day, but I was sure ready to leave when it 
came time to go home. Do you know I was actually bored part of the time?I went 
down the hall to wait for Deirdre, then we got our clothes and stepped outside 
to get dressed. Damien was waiting for us, along with Lee Chen and Jason. I 
didn't think it was fair, because they were already dressed when we got there, 
but Deeds and I didn't have much to put on, so it really didn't matter."Look 
guys, does everyone have to rush home?" Jason asked as we wandered out into the 
school yard. "Diane and I had a talk at lunch and we were thinking that maybe 
each group should have a chat about their day after school each day, just to get 
any problems out in the open. What do you think?"Everyone either made 
noncommittal sounds or shrugged. I know I didn't want to embarrass Damien by 
bringing up the lunch time episode and I didn't really want to talk about the 
episode with his cold hands."To be honest, today seemed like a normal day for me 
in some ways." Lee Chen sighed. "I mean most of the kids still seem to look at 
me like I was some kind of thug , well, except for you guys. Do you know that 
not one girl even asked to touch my dick?""All the more for me." Deirdre grabbed 
his arm. "If you want some touching done, you just have to ask."This new side of 
Deeds astounded me, and I think all the others too."But you're white." Lee said 
quietly."So?""Look, my dad would kill me if he found out a white girl was after 
me.""Huh?" Jason grunted. "I know people look at Diane and I strangely, but 
...?""Hey, prejudice happens on both sides." Lee growled. "What does your family 
think of you being with a white girl?""Mom is white." Jason grinned, then 
sobered. "The one who get's uptight is Mrs Belmont, Diane's mother. Diane won't 
tell me the whole story, but I think she and her mother had a big fight about 
it.""Hey, just a minute, back up." Deirdre broke in and she turned to Lee Chen 
shoving her face in front of his. "You were upset because other girls didn't 
touch you, but when I offer, you get uptight?""Well, yeah, but you're 
different." He muttered. "It's just not the same.""Just why is it bloody 
different? Don't tell me it's because I'm white either, there are mostly white 
girls in this school." She demanded."Unh, you like me and I kind of like you 
too, so ...?" Lee floundered."Jesus Christ, it's not like I asked you to marry 
me for fucks sake!" She looked like she was going to cry, but she was angry, 
perhaps the angriest I'd ever seen her."Oh shit." Lee said quietly. "I just 
can't let myself get involved with a white girl. My father would disown me. He's 
upset now because I have to walk around nude and the idea of having someone I 
know really well touch me would just be too much. He'd go ballistic.""What? That 
doesn't make sense. A strange girl could touch you and that would be okay, but 
if I do it, he'd go off the deep end? Just because I know you well? 
Why?""Because he's real traditional Chinese and some of his ideas are medieval 
or maybe even older." Lee sighed and sat down on the edge of a bike rack. 
"Please, sit here and let me explain, okay?""I'll stand, thank you." She said in 
a tone so cold that it sounded brittle."Suit yourself." He sighed. "Okay, to 
explain; my family history goes back for hundreds and hundreds of years, we can 
trace a direct line from father to son, all the way back to the Tong dynasty. 
Thirteen hundred years ago, an ancestor of mine was an advisor to the emperor 
and my family has great pride in our forefathers. We have always been either men 
who work with money, or great warriors, sometimes both. My father is a good 
accountant and I am studying to become one. Like I said, my family is 
traditional and I ... well, I have to live with it. Look, I'm almost expecting 
him to insist that I go through with an arranged marriage and .... "He paused 
and simply held up his hands. "I can see you don't understand.""No." Deirdre 
sighed. "I can understand family pride. My mother is proud of the fact that her 
family fought in the Revolution and Daddy is proud that one of his relatives 
came over on the Mayflower. But I know something about families that have been 
around that long, no matter what family it is, there are always black sheep and 
skeletons in the closet. Ask your dad about the not so nice members of your 
family for me would you?""But we wouldn't keep track of those." Lee stared at 
her."Bingo." She smiled, almost sadly. "Laura, can we go?""See you tomorrow 
guys." I said as I joined her and started to walk away."Meet you here? Before 
school?" Damien called."Whatever." Deirdre answered. "G'nite."I could tell she 
was still uptight, so I let her stew for a while, not saying anything. Finally, 
about a block from home I sighed and I stopped, letting her carry on walking if 
she wanted to. She went ahead for several feet and then turned around."Okay, so 
I'm pissed." She said shortly. "You get annoyed too.""Unh huh." I agreed."And 
you sound off.""Yep.""And you yell.""Yep, but you aren't letting it out. You're 
stewing in it.""So what, I do that.""Yep, and I get the drunkard's breakfast 
from you.""Whatta ya mean?" She spoke so fast that she slurred her words."I get 
hot tongue and cold shoulder." I snapped back.She drew in a deep breath and I 
waited for her to explode, instead, she almost drooped."I'm not going to win 
this one am I?" She sighed deeply again."What, the discussion with me or the 
lover's quarrel with Lee.""Lover's quarrel! Are you nuts?""Have you or have you 
not got a crush on him?" I grinned. "At least you like him, and he admits he 
likes you too.""Yeah but ....""Okay, maybe it's not a lover's quarrel yet, how 
about "liker's" quarrel.""Ohhhwa." She groaned."Hey, at least you know where you 
stand, I've got a guy who has a huge crush on me, who cums all over himself when 
I talk to him, but he's walks away when I say we can be friends." I sighed. "Now 
what can I do about that?""Yeah." She snorted. "We did get a pair of winners 
didn't we.""I'll trade you problems.""Unhh, no! I like Lee, a lot, dammit." She 
snapped. "And even if I can't see any way to get to him right now, I'm willing 
to be patient.""Good." I grinned. "Now I know a woman and her daughter who have 
one hell of a reputation for changing people's minds. Let's go see them?""Who?" 
She asked in surprise."Mom and Susan." I giggled, then I ran the rest of the way 
home, barely beating her to the door."Why did you run?" She panted when she 
caught up to me in the front hall as I was stripping off my clothes."Because I 
wanted a few minutes with Mom before the smaller kids get home." I answered, 
then I called. "Mom? Oh Mom? Where are you?"She answered from the kitchen, so we 
went to see her and we told her about our day. She laughed through part of our 
story and almost cried in other parts just like we did, but she didn't have any 
brilliant ideas at the moment. Then she apologised about the new phone, it 
wasn't going to be installed until tomorrow. That's when the twins and Penny 
showed up, which put a stop to our chat and then Susan came in. Of course she 
wanted a blow by blow description of what happened to us all day long. So we 
went up to our bedroom and we told the story over again. Actually while we were 
retelling it this time, I sat at the computer and typed it out. Susan had an 
idea about Deirdre's problem. She went to class with Yen, Lee's sister, so she 
suggested to Deirdre that she could find out more about him and his family, then 
maybe she could even plant a few ideas in his little sister's head. Deeds turned 
her down. Oh, she didn't mind if Susan found out a few things, but she drew the 
line at trying to use his little sister as a go between.It wasn't long before 
Mom called us to eat. Then while Deirdre and I did the dishes, Susan went for a 
walk with Jimmy and the smaller kids drove Mom nuts for a couple of hours until 
she put them to bed. In fact, it wasn't long before we went to bed as well.As I 
lay there, I decided that most of this afternoon had been a bummer and this 
evening had been boring. It actually had felt almost like a regular day. "Yep." 
I sighed to myself. "Susan has excitement in her life, and I have mostly 
boredom."End of Chapter - to be continued. 



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laura03Naked In School: Laura ©2003/04
by dotB

Chapter ThreeI woke up early, which was a real surprise because I didn't sleep 
well. I'd had weird dreams, really weird dreams. I mean I was making love to 
Damien in one of them, that's the one that woke me up. And I just lay there for 
a few minutes, trying to decide if I was nuts or what. Hey, it was strange 
you've gotta admit, I had hardly even heard of the guy until yesterday and here 
I was dreaming about him?I was sure it was almost time to get up though, because 
I heard Mom in the shower. Did Laura tell you that mom sings in the shower? 
Well, she does, and you can tell what kind of mood she's in too, just by the 
song she sings. This morning she was singing "Independence Day", the song by 
Martina McBride, so I jumped to the conclusion that Daddy had annoyed her some 
way. Then I thought about it and I wondered, maybe that wasn't what she was 
singing about?So surprise of surprises, I got up, showered, and went down to 
talk to her, a whole half hour before I normally would have even thought about 
rolling out of bed. Curiosity will do strange things to a person and make them 
do strange things too."Well, good morning. What happened to get you up early?" 
She said in surprise as I walked into the kitchen."I got woken up by a strange 
dream and then heard you singing in the bathroom. Are you pissed off with Daddy 
or something?""Umm, no, what was I singing?""Independence day.""I was?" She 
stared at me in surprise as she handed me a cup of fresh perked coffee. "Let's 
see ... I was thinking about how you girls were both growing up and ... Oh, I 
think I understand. I guess I was thinking of you two acting like grownups, 
maybe even lamenting it a bit.""You don't want us to grow up?""Oh no." She 
smiled. "I love the way you are growing up. I think it's just that ... well, 
you'll always be my little girl and I'll always want to have an answer for your 
questions. The thing is, now you've grown to the point where sometimes I don't 
have answers for your questions because I've never had the problem you're 
dealing with.""Sometimes my questions have to have my own answers." I grinned. 
"So I try to base my answers on what you've taught me and what I've learned from 
others. You needn't worry, okay?""I know that." She smiled. "Now what's this 
about nightmares waking you up?""It wasn't exactly a night mare." I giggled. "I 
was having a very erotic dream that was so weird it woke me up.""Oh!" She said 
in surprise. "And who was the featured actor in this melodrama?""Besides me?" I 
giggled. "That's the strange thing, it was Damien, the guy I was telling you is 
such a nerd and so strange.""Who just happens to have a crush on you and is in 
your group too, right?""Well, yeah, and I don't know what to do about it.""Hmm, 
it sounds to me like perhaps your subconscious has made a decision or is it just 
asking questions too?""How would I know, I'm not Dr. Stan." I sighed. "I really 
don't think making love to Damien would be the answer. At least not now.""I 
think that's a wise decision." She grinned. "You did talk to Nurse Anne, didn't 
you, just in case?""Yes Mom!" I sighed. "You know, it's funny but I'm more 
worried about Deirdre than I am myself.""Sometimes friends do that, but why does 
she worry you?""I think she wants Lee, and I think he wants her, but I think if 
they get together it will hurt them both.""You can't live her life for her dear, 
just like I can't live your life for you. All you can do is offer advise and if 
she gets hurt, help her to recover.""I know." I sighed deeply. "On top of 
everything else, her folks will be back tomorrow.""Yes?""Well, Deirdre has 
changed, just in the last few days. She's eating and she's not so worried about 
her weight and ... well, I'm afraid that they're going to criticise her again 
and she's going to go right back to being the old Deirdre.""Well, she is their 
daughter and you can't live her life for her."That's when she came over and 
hugged me. Susan is right, there's something special about a hug from your Mom. 
It may not take the fear or worries away, but it makes everything more bearable. 
After that we chatted about a few other things that weren't important and then I 
heard the alarm go off up in Susan's and my room. "I'd better go talk to Deeds 
and Susan." I told Mom, then headed upstairs."Hi guys." I said walking in and 
sitting on the edge of my bed."You're up early." Susan mumbled as she yawned and 
stretched."Unh huh, I had a weird dream." I smiled, then looked down at Deirdre. 
"How are you doing, Deeds?""Great." She grinned at me. "I lay here and thought 
about Lee last night and decided I'm going to surprise him. Him and everyone 
else too.""You aren't going to do something stupid, are you?" I frowned."I don't 
think so." She smiled, and it was that damn Mona Lisa smile that she uses when 
she get's stubborn."You aren't gonna tell me what you're gonna do are 
ya?""Nope!" And she used that same damn smile.And Susan pissed me off by 
giggling."And what are you finding so damn funny?" I snapped at her."You being 
annoyed because there's a secret that you can't find out about." She giggled, 
then the damn whelp threw a pillow at me.While I was ducking the pillow, she 
rushed off to the bathroom, I guess she was thinking that she was beating me to 
use it. I just tossed her pillow back on her bed and sat down at the computer to 
finish off my first day's report for Mr. Bentley, so I was sitting there calmly 
when she came back and Deirdre went out."Have you decided what to do about your 
devoted fan?" Susan asked as she skinned into a tight black t shirt and 
jeans."Not really." I sighed, then grinned. "Maybe I'll give him a hand job at 
lunch time though.""I thought the school frowned on that sort of thing happening 
in the lunch room. I mean, wouldn't they think it was unsanitary?""Maybe they 
do, I don't know." I grinned to myself, knowing I had her going. "I guess if I 
gave him a blow job and swallowed ...?""You wouldn't?" She gasped. "Not in front 
of everyone?""Well, wouldn't that be better than having him spray the bottom of 
the table?""Darn, I don't even know what the guy looks like." She giggled. "I 
wish my lunch time was at the same time as yours.""You could see what he looks 
like this morning, I think we agreed to meet up at the main door of the school 
to undress.""I'm not sure if I want to be there or not." She sighed. "I imagine 
I'll be with Jimmy and if some girl is undressing in front of him, I want it to 
be me.""What? Are you that insecure with him already?""Oh no." She grinned 
wryly. "It's just that seeing people undress might get through to us and you 
know what all the monitors are like about anyone actually displaying 
affection.""Now that's a pile of crap." I snorted. "I can jack a guy off while 
he fingers me or we can give each other blow jobs, but if I hug and kiss him, I 
get a detention. It's totally stupid.""Oh yeah." Susan chortled. " And who do 
you want to hug and kiss? Damien?""Oh sure." I snorted. "Now, that would be 
stupid.""Huh? Do you really think so?""Look, he's already got a crush on me, 
anything I do with him has to be purely physical and he has to know that. If he 
thinks I care about him, even a little bit, I'll have a case of full blown 
infatuation on my hands.""And that would be so bad?" Susan asked."Yes it would 
be damn it, it's bad enough now for cripes sake. I don't want to hurt him 
deliberately, it's bad enough that it's accidental."She cocked her head off to 
one side and stared at me intently with a strange expression on her face. "Gee, 
the program changes everyone doesn't it?" She said after a few seconds. "Even 
you."Then before I could even ask her what she meant, she ran off. I just shook 
my head and signed the short report I'd written for Mr Bentley and slipped it 
into a folder to give to him, then while I was touching up the little bit of 
lipstick I wear, Deirdre came back into the room. "What do you think?" She asked 
as she stopped to stand in front of me with her legs slightly spread."About 
what?" I asked in confusion."Well, I shaved." She giggled, "Not everything, but 
..."Then I saw it. She had shaved. Not completely, but now there was only a 
small triangle of short dark hair down on her ... well where her bushed used to 
be. To make it more blatant and noticeable, the triangle pointed downward like 
an arrow. At the moment, just thinking about it must have had her excited too, 
because that arrow was pointing to a pair of puffy looking lips. I couldn't help 
it, I giggled."Oh Wow." I crowed. "That ought to raise some eyebrows. What will 
your parents say?""Huh, the last time they saw me naked was when I learned how 
to pull up my own pants." She snorted. "They decided I should be 'independent', 
so they let me look after myself as soon as I could."I just shook my head in 
sympathy, not wanting to say what I really thought of her parents. Then I 
thought of a way to change the subject since I'd been the one to bring up her 
folks."Say, would you mind if I did that?""What? Shave your beaver?" She 
giggled, instantly changing moods. "What will your Mom say?""What can she say? 
Haven't you noticed hers?""Yes, but ... she had a reason.""So do I. I'm acting 
in support of a friend, only there's no way I want to have an arrow pointing 
down like an invitation.""Two arrows? Pointing up? Sort of at your boobs?" She 
giggled."If I could I'd do a smiley face." I grinned."I don't think we have time 
this morning." She said, pointing at the clock. "Not if we're going to eat any 
breakfast before going to school.""You want breakfast? Susan is right, being 
naked in school does change everyone.""Pfffaa." She snorted, then grinned, 
grabbed her clothes, and ran downstairs.I pulled on shorts and a halter and 
followed and heard my Mom chuckling as I started downstairs. When I got to the 
kitchen she turned to me with raised eyebrows."Well?" She looked at my shorts 
pointedly. "What did you do to yourself?""I didn't have time, darn it. Not if I 
want to eat before school." I said, grabbing a slice of french toast and rolling 
it around a banana."If you really want to do a bit of shaving, I'll offer you a 
ride to school." She laughed. "I'll even offer to get out the lawnmower I 
used.""Lawnmower?" I almost choked on a bite of banana toast."Well, that's what 
your Dad used to call his old electric shaver, he left it here when he moved 
out, I used that." She grinned, then she got a thoughtful look in her eyes. "But 
maybe you shouldn't use that, come to think about it, it might make you late for 
school.""Why would that make me late?" I frowned a bit. "Wouldn't it be 
faster?""It vibrates, silly." Deirdre whispered with a giggle. "I kinda wish I'd 
have thought of that.""Maybe after school Mom, I think Deirdre wants to get 
there a bit early.""I'd rather you did it now, if your mom will still give us a 
ride." Deeds whispered softly. "I'm feeling a bit like a ... I don't know, 
exhibitionist ... and sort of lonesome, maybe?""It does put you on show." Mom 
grinned. "And I think that arrowhead is even more suggestive than being 
completely bare.""So where is this 'lawnmower'?" I asked, cramming the last of 
my banana toast into my mouth."I'll get it for you, but I think you'd better do 
it in your bedroom, Penny still needs to get ready and I don't think I want her 
to see you shaving while she's in the bathroom."So Deeds and I ran back up to 
the bedroom, giggling loudly. As soon as we were back in the bedroom, I stripped 
again, then stood in front of our full length mirror trying to decide what I 
wanted to do. I already had trimmed some so I could wear a bikini and not have 
hair hanging out but I simply couldn't make up my mind what else I wanted to do. 
"Deeds, what should I do?""Zip, right off." She giggled, wiping her hand in a 
gesture."The whole thing?" I squeaked. "What's wrong with shaving the whole 
thing?" Mom grinned at me as she came in with her hands full. "Don't you think 
it makes my ... box look sexy?""Yeah, ... but you've got a guy and ...""... and 
if you shave, you might get one." She grinned. "Besides, it grows back, maybe 
too darn fast.""Oh my, it makes me wet just thinking about it." I sighed. "I 
mean it's so, so ...""Sexy." Deirdre giggled. "I know, I want to touch myself 
all the time, ever since I did it.""Well, you can't take all day." Mom said 
quietly. "Here's the electric razor and the scissors I used, plus I brought you 
some cream to lessen the irritation afterward." She turned to Deirdre. "You did 
use something after you shaved, didn't you?""Moisturizing cream." Deeds 
nodded."I suppose that will work." Mom nodded. "This cream is supposed to be 
better though, it does reduce the burning, itchy feeling for me."I was trying to 
stand in front of the mirror on a towel and trim my longer 'fur' back with a 
pair of scissors and was going slow because I had to try to move my hand 
backward to what I saw in the mirror and it isn't easy."Could Deirdre or I help 
with that?" Mom asked. "You're taking so long you'll make yourself late.""Would 
you?" I blushed, turning slowly. "I know I'm supposed to be independent but I 
don't even trim my bikini cut very often and I'm so scared of hurting myself 
..."Mom took the scissors, suggested that I spread my legs and squat slightly, 
then in only a few seconds had the worst of my already short hair trimmed down. 
To my surprise, she didn't even pause before she picked up the electric 
razor.She turned it on and looked up at me with a weird grin. "I'm just going to 
buzz over you quickly because if I spend long, you're going to get too excited. 
Now, this is going to leave a bit of stubble behind, but since you're not too 
dark down there, it won't be real noticeable. You can touch it up later 
yourself."And then she turned on the 'LAWNMOWER' and I knew the instant she 
touched me what she meant about getting too excited. She didn't even start near 
my clit and yet I felt the buzz right there! I guess standing the way I was the 
skin was stretched tight or something because the vibrations were pure ecstasy. 
Unfortunately they were unsatisfying as hell because Mom hurried so much.(I 
refuse to describe the next few moments, not in a school report, let's just say 
that when she was done, I hadn't orgasmed ... yet. I raced to the bathroom and 
slammed the door closed so I could have some privacy. I was frustrated as 
hell!)When I hurried back to the bedroom to grab my clothes, Mom must have 
picked them up because they were sitting on my bed and the special cream was 
sitting on top of them. I almost went back to the bathroom and started all over 
as soon as I started applying the cream, but I forced myself to stop and get 
dressed. Then as I walked downstairs, I found that a seam of my shorts was 
stirring me up. I'd always liked those shorts before, because they 'felt good', 
but I hadn't realised how much sensation just a little bit of hair blocked. I 
was biting my lower lip by the time I walked back into the kitchen.Mom looked at 
me inquiringly for a second, then grinned. "Shorts too tight?" She asked."Not 
too tight exactly ..." I managed to mumble. "But I'm glad you're giving us a 
ride to school, I think I'd go nuts walking all the way."Both Mom and Deirdre 
laughed, but I noticed that on the way to the car both of them walked 
differently than normal and both of them were wearing shorts too.********
I was actually glad when we got to school, riding in the car was as bad as 
walking, every bump or turn made those damn shorts shift and I was going nuts. I 
don't think Deirdre was having it any better than I was and I think we were both 
setting off Mom, she had the strangest smile on her face and was wriggling in 
her seat too. Mom had hardly gotten stopped at the school when I slipped out of 
the car and thanked her for the ride. Deed's was right behind me. I would have 
yanked off those darn shorts right there and thrown them into the car but Mom 
wasn't waiting around, she drove off before I had a chance and even before Deeds 
and I had a chance to close the car doors. Both doors slammed shut from 
acceleration as she sped away. "Look what you started." I looked at Deeds and 
giggled."She gave me the idea." Deeds answered, giggling just as much. "Now 
where are the guys?"I turned and looked at the front steps of the school. Damien 
was there, but I didn't see Lee. Then I saw Lee's sister, Yen coming our 
way."There's his sister." I said needlessly"Oh darn, I bet Lee's sick or 
something." Deirdre sighed."Hi." Yen said as she came up to us. "Lee asked me to 
tell you that he's sorry but he won't be here this morning.""Is something wrong? 
Is he sick or what?" Deirdre asked."No." Yen fidgeted for a few seconds, then 
sighed. "It's Daddy, he doesn't think it's right for us to be naked in front of 
white people. He's very old fashioned.""But the school could hold his grade 
transcripts." Deirdre said in a shocked tone."I know, but Daddy is trying to 
find a lawyer to fight the school board." Yen sighed. "Lee tried to argue with 
him and even I did a bit, but he's made up his mind and I don't know what's 
going to happen. Anyway, you guys better hurry or you'll be late. Maybe I can 
get Lee to call you later.""I'm staying at Laura's." Deirdre said as Yen backed 
away."Okay, I'll get the number from Susan." Yen called, actually running 
off."Weird." I said quietly as we walked toward the front steps."Not that weird, 
the Chinese are a very traditional people and they stick to their customs.""Not 
that, the fact that she ran away like she did." I sighed"She was probably going 
directly against her father's order to even talk to us." Deirdre defended her. 
"And there are other people who's families are Chinese coming to this school, so 
she might be worried about being even seen with us.""I guess." I sighed. "Hi 
Damien.""Hi Laura, Hi Deirdre. Did you hear about Lee?""Yeah, we heard." Deirdre 
paused and then without any fuss she began to strip, almost as if it really 
didn't matter, like taking her clothes off to go inside was sort of ho hum.Oh 
WOW!" Damien gasped as he saw her almost bare pussy. "Was that for Lee?""Yeah, 
it was but he's not even here." Deirdre sighed."May I touch you?" Damien 
whispered."Sure, why not." The total lack of emotion in her words floored me, 
even Damien caught it and his hand paused, inches from her crotch. Then he stood 
up and looked at me, I just shrugged my shoulders, damned if I knew why Deirdre 
was so bloody listless and uncaring, but I decided right then that she'd better 
go see Dr. Stan very soon. Instead of drawing more attention to Deeds, I decided 
to draw the attention to me.Stepping up next to Damien I grinned and whipped off 
my halter top, tossing it in a box."Your turn." I grinned at him."Okay." He 
yanked off his t-shirt and grinned at me as he followed my lead."Now, my turn." 
I grinned at him. Bending forward, I grabbed the waistband of his shorts and 
pulled them down, grinning up at his stunned face as I did it. When he stepped 
clear of them, I tossed them aside and smiled."Your turn." I whispered. "But no 
funny stuff, okay?"He nodded and sort of squatted down as he slid my shorts 
downward and I really couldn't see his face well but I heard him gasp. His face 
lifted and his eyes had a haunted look."Laura, that isn't fair." He 
wheezed."What's not fair, that I shaved?""No, because you made me promise not to 
do anything.""I said no funny stuff." I grinned at him. "You could ask to touch 
it if you want.""Can I, please." His voice was so quiet that I almost couldn't 
hear it over the clamour of the other kids around us as they realised I was 
shaved bare.When I nodded, his hand reached out so slowly that I was scared he 
wouldn't reach me before the bell rang. Then his touch was so light that I 
almost screamed at him to press harder. Two fingers, just two, ran slowly along 
my labia starting at the bottom and I swear he had a generator hidden somewhere, 
there had to be sparks! Major sparks! I felt like I was on fire and his fingers 
moved so slow! It took forever for them to reach my clit. I could feel the 
moisture building inside me and the tension building all through my groin. Then 
he paused, near my clit but not touching it. He looked up at me and he got this 
wonderful smile on his face and ...... He lifted his damn hand! ... I was 
drawing a deep breath to scream at him to finish the job when one finger reached 
out and flicked ...... just once. I swear I know what the Liberty Bell must have 
felt like when someone rang it so hard that it cracked. My whole body reacted, 
Hell, I think I exploded. If an orgasm during sex is like that, then I know why 
the French call it 'la petite morte!' I'm sure I died a little bit right then 
and right there. To be honest, I don't remember much for the next few minutes. I 
do remember being almost dragged along the hall. I don't think my feet were 
working, at least I couldn't feel them if they were. And I remember someone 
saying a litany about being sorry and repeating it over and over. But in actual 
fact the first clear thought I had was when I was in my home room and staring at 
Mr. Winslow."Are you alright Miss Jennings?" I heard him say, and it sounded 
like he was talking from inside a cloud somewhere."Mmm Hmm." I remember 
mumbling. "Jus' fine."I'm not sure how I made it to my first class. Shucks, I'm 
not sure how I made it through the whole morning. I kept seeing Damien's face 
twisted into a shy smile and I kept seeing the fascination in his eyes. Then 
too, I kept feeling those two gentle fingers. I'll bet I left a puddles 
everywhere that morning, one each place that I paused for more than a minute. I 
do know Deirdre dragged me into the washroom before lunch to wash my face and 
clean up my ... well my whole crotch ... and even my legs. It was when she was 
helping me clean up that I really came back to my senses. She was on her hands 
and knees, swabbing me down with a damp paper towel when I finally realised what 
was going on."Oh wow, thanks Deeds." I whispered, reaching down to touch her 
hand."Well, are you finally back to somewhere near normal." She almost growled, 
looking up at me."Sorry." I couldn't help but giggle. "I think he got through to 
me.""Well, duh." She tried to sound grouchy, but had to grin. "Just what did he 
do? I'm afraid I was inside my own personal little rain cloud until you 
collapsed against me.""He just touched me gently." I grinned stupidly holding up 
my hand with my thumb and two fingers folded. "With two fingers.""Up inside?" 
She stared at me open mouthed."Unh uh, just gently up the outside, on my lips."I 
sighed. "And then he flicked my clit with one finger.""That's it?" Her eyes were 
almost as big as her mouth and it had fallen wide open."Unh huh, what with 
shaving and then those tight shorts, I think maybe I was a bit wound up and he 
found the trigger.""Or else he has magic hands." She giggled."God, I hope not." 
I blurted. "Huh, I hope for your sake that he does." She grinned. "Now come on, 
he's meeting us for lunch."The washroom door is only a few steps from the 
cafeteria, so when we came out the door, I could see he wasn't alone. I paused 
and waited for Deirdre to look up and see that Lee was standing there too. When 
she didsee him, she squealed like someone had poked her in the butt with a pin 
and launched herself down the hall at a full gallop. It's a good thing Lee is a 
big guy and strong as a bull, she was in mid leap and going as fast as she could 
move when she got to him. Even Lee staggered backward a step or two.It took a 
hall monitor, Damien, and me to peel her off of him. Talk about a Public Display 
of Affection and darn if the hall monitor didn't let her get away with it. All 
he did was warn her not to do it again.She was still holding onto Lee's hand, 
which was allowed, and they headed for the line-up, leaving Damien and I 
standing there looking at each other."I owe you one." I managed to say quietly, 
grinning like a fool. "And don't you dare do anything like that again before I 
have classes, I don't know what went on this morning at all.""I'm so sorry." He 
was whispering again."I'm not, it was bloody marvellous." I giggled, grabbing 
his hand. "Let's go eat, I think I need it.""I guess that makes us even for what 
you did to me at lunch yesterday." He managed to mumble."Like hell." I laughed. 
"You could still talk. Multiply what you felt like by a hundred and you might be 
starting to get close to what you did to me."I saw an empty table at the back of 
the room and turned to him. "Look, there's a table way at the back, could you 
grab me a burger and a coke, please, and I'll go save it for us.""Uh, okay." He 
stammered, staring at me like I was from outer space."Don't make a big deal of 
it." I snorted. "Lot's of people pick up lunch for each other."Then I hurried to 
the farthest table in the room, because I had an idea of what I wanted to do. I 
was already planning ahead, so I plopped down on the seats that would put 
Damien's and my back to the room, leaving the seats facing the room for Deirdre 
and Lee. Most of the time, the seats at the back of the caf were full of people 
who were studying and today was no different, they were all full except for the 
table I was at and everyone around me seemed to be cramming for some test or 
other. To this day I don't know why that one table was empty, except perhaps 
that good luck was on my side for once.All those people around us meant that 
we'd have relative privacy as long as we were quiet, which was just what I 
wanted. It only took a few minutes and the other three nudes joined me back 
there and everyone took their seats just the way I wanted them to. When Damien 
handed me my burger, I thanked him and then hurriedly dug in, not wanting to 
waste much time on eating."So Lee, what went down this morning?" Damien asked 
quietly.As Lee was explaining about his father and about Chinese attitudes in 
general, I noticed that Deirdre was polishing off her sandwich as quickly as I 
was gobbling my burger. In fact, I don't think either of us had ever eaten so 
fast and I raised my eyebrows questioningly at her when Deirdre glanced my way. 
She just grinned and kept on polishing off her food. She was done her last bite 
before I was and she grinned at me as she licked her lips and wiped her hands on 
a napkin.Both Lee and Damien were concentrating on their food, so she spoke 
quietly to me. "I overheard you talking to Susan this morning and I think you 
had a tremendous idea for dessert, would you mind if I joined you?""I'd 
forgotten I said that, but I was actually thinking about it myself just now." I 
giggled. "I wouldn't mind a bit."I glanced sideways and frowned, Damien was 
sitting right up close to the table."Guy's, could we try something?" I 
asked."Hmm, what?" Damien looked up at me."Just shift your chair back a bit and 
turn slightly to point toward the middle of the table, like this" I said, 
turning my chair slightly toward him and pushing back a bit.As soon as he moved 
his chair, I leaned forward and reached out my hand to bring the tip of his cock 
to my lips. As I kissed the round glans, Damien moaned, but at almost at the 
same instant I heard Lee gasp so I knew Deirdre was busy as well. Then all I had 
room for in my mind was how I could make Damien happy while discovering as much 
as I could about giving a blowjob.My first discovery was that he hadn't really 
been hard when I had bent forward but his body soon reacted to my lapping tongue 
and sliding hands. Then I discovered that he was leaking precum and more 
important, I found out I didn't mind the taste at all, in fact it seemed almost 
tasteless, but it had a pleasant effect on my tongue. I'd touched a cock before, 
so I knew to expect it's spongy yet hard texture but I'd never been this up 
close and personal so to speak. This was my first ever blow job and it was a 
payback for what he'd done to me that morning as well as ... well, just ... as 
well as, okay?I don't think Damien could have asked for relief in the morning, 
or if he did, then being around Deirdre and I had put him on a hair trigger. I 
had hardly gotten all of the head inside my mouth and was just working my tongue 
around it when I heard him grunt and he pushed his hips up and toward me. I knew 
what was coming and I thought I was ready for it. ... HAH! ... once more Laura 
was completely wrong.Okay, from what I'd heard in the locker room, I was 
expecting a mouthful, maybe two or three ... What I got was a couple of 
tablespoons of his cream.Again from what I'd heard in the locker room, I 
expected it to be slimy, salty, and awful tasting ... What I found was that it 
tasted and felt like lightly salted heavy cream but flatter somehow.What I 
expected was that his cock would suddenly swell ... What I found was if it 
swelled, it couldn't have been much, I never noticed it.But most important I 
expected him to have an orgasm and that's it ... What I found was I had a 
flashback to the morning, not as big, not as drastic, but REAL NICE!I was still 
enough in control that I licked him clean and sat up slowly, then had a sip of 
coke before I turned to Damien."There, I think that should be a decent down 
payment for what you did for me this morning." I managed to smile.I swear his 
eyes were crossed and he looked like he was made out of soggy wet string as he 
grinned a loopy grin back at me."Paid in full." He gasped, looked at the half 
eaten sandwich in his hand and tossed it carelessly on the table.That's when I 
heard a wheeze from the other side of the table and looked over at Lee. He was 
staring down at the back of Deirdre's head as it bobbed up and down and his 
mouth was wide open in astonishment. I swear Deirdre was humming, then he moaned 
so softly I almost didn't hear it and Deirdre's head seemed to disappear. I know 
he didn't force her head downward because his hands were still resting on the 
table as if he was going to get up or something, so I guess it was her idea to 
try to take him deep in her mouth. Then he jerked several times before he sighed 
softly and simply slumped in his chair.A moment later Deirdre lifted her head 
and I could tell she was licking her lips but I couldn't really see. A moment 
later she sat back in her seat and smiled over at me. "They tell me that the 
thing about eating Chinese is that you find yourself looking for another nibble 
or two inside of half an hour or so." She said in a stage whisper. It was so 
predictable that she'd say something like that, and yet it cracked me up, Damien 
chuckled, and even Lee managed a lopsided grin."I hope not." He sighed. "I have 
weight lifting in the gym after school and I think a second time like that, with 
weights later, would kill me."Deirdre looked at him, then at Damien, and finally 
at me. "I'm not sure if I should be happy not to be as wiped out as everyone 
else or if I should feel left out.""I'll bet you get your turn." I grinned and 
winked at Lee who smiled back and I think he even tried to nod. Just then I 
heard a voice I recognised. "There you four are, you've been hiding on me." 
Jason said from somewhere behind me, I turned to smile at him. "Well Laura, you 
look much better than you did this morning, I'm glad you're recovering." He 
grinned at me."You saw me this morning?" I asked, and felt myself flush."He 
helped Damien drag you to home room." Deirdre giggled."Good thing it's not now." 
Jason looked at Damien. "What's wrong old son.""He's suffering from the same 
problem Laura had this morning, so is Lee." Deirdre crowed as she giggled."Wow, 
this is a lot faster crowd than I thought it was." Jason grinned, shaking his 
head slightly."Just circumstance." I sighed. "In Damien's case it was payback, I 
haven't a clue why Deeds jumped Lee.""Just like the guy said about the mountain, 
because he's there." She giggled again.Both Damien and Lee were sitting there 
like wet sponges, absorbing it all and doing nothing except grinning silly 
grins."So you guys are making out okay?" Jason asked."We're making out ... just 
fine now." I grinned.Jason opened his mouth to ask something just as the two 
minute warning buzzer sounded, so we all had to rush to get to class and he 
never got to ask whatever it was.My afternoon classes were boring on Tuesdays 
and it ended with English and Mr Bentley. As I walked in, I dropped of the 
folder with my report about Monday on his desk and just carried on to my seat. 
To my surprise there was an envelope already lying there with my name on it, 
When I opened it, my letter that I'd written on Sunday was inside and it had a 
little post-it note stuck in one corner."Decent start - B+ so far." was all that 
was written on the note. I looked up at Mr. Bentley in surprise and I swear he 
winked and his face does not crack if he smiles, no matter what the rumours say. 
I don't know why I find English class boring, but as I sat there that afternoon 
I got to thinking about it. It wasn't really Mr Bentley or any of the other 
teachers I've had, it's just that reading and writing have always been part of 
what I do. So I just seem to be sitting there listening to the teacher trying to 
teach me stuff I already know, then I get bored. At least it was the last class 
of the day. When Deirdre and I met up with the guys outside, I was actually 
surprised that Lee was there and already had his clothes on."I thought you had 
weight lifting?" Deirdre said to him."I do. Downtown." He said shortly.He 
astonished all of us by scooping her up into his arms and walking toward the 
front gate. Out on the street, there was a gorgeous Corvette hardtop sitting at 
the curb and he set her on top of the hood. Then to everyone's surprise, he 
pressed her legs apart and moved forward between them to kiss her.I didn't know 
what to expect, was he going to do something more than kiss her? Or had he just 
carried her outside the schoolyard because he didn't want to get called fon the 
spot for a PDA? Damien, Jason and I simply stared from the steps of the school 
like we were rooted to the spot.After a moment, they broke the kiss, her arms 
reached up and snaked around his neck and I heard her say something as she 
hugged him tightly. He laughed as he set her on the ground, spun her toward us 
and patted her bottom, then he opened the car door and hopped in. "I'd give you 
a ride home, but I have to get downtown to the gym and I can't be late. G'night 
everyone." He said loudly out the window as he drove off.None of us had gotten 
dressed yet and all of us were simply staring after him. We'd been ignoring the 
crowd around us but as Deirdre was slowly coming back, some kid made a rude grab 
for her tit. Now Deeds has been taking judo for several years and I think she 
could probably have tossed the kid like a sack of beans or maybe broken his arm. 
Instead, it was like she flowed ... right out of the way of his reaching arm. 
Since he was grabbing for something that wasn't there, he lost his balance and 
she just ignored him as he fell to his hands and knees behind her. Jason had 
jumped forward to help her and even Damien was on the move, before they both 
realised there was no reason to do anything, Deeds was untouched and the kid was 
on his hands and knees, probably feeling pretty damn foolish. It even surprised 
me, I wasn't expecting her to move so smoothly after just having been thoroughly 
kissed and fondled in front of everyone.Damien turned and stared at me for some 
reason. "Wow, what else is gonna happen today?""Don't ask me." I sighed, then 
held up those damn tight shorts. "I guess I've gotta put these things on and 
walk home even if they're why I got into trouble today in the first place.""I 
think that actually might have been my fault." Deeds said as she walked up. "But 
I'm not looking forward to walking home in tight shorts either."She giggled 
loudly and stretched slowly then looked me square in the eye. "I think I feel 
almost like someone else did earlier today.""Rub it in." I grinned at her. "Go 
ahead, I think it was worth it, even if we both have to walk home.""Sorry guy's, 
I'm riding with Diane in her little car." Jason smiled. "Which reminds me, I'd 
better go find her.""If you guys don't mind riding in an old Toyota station 
wagon, I could give you a ride." Damien suggested then grinned. "And it would 
suit me fine if you were still nude.""Sounds great to me." I grinned."What do 
you say Deeds?""Umm, wonderful." She purred and I could see her mental mailing 
address was still cloud nine. Since she wasn't really with it, I scooped up our 
clothes, grabbed her by the arm, and turned to Damien."Okay, where's this car of 
yours?""Just a second, I'd better get dressed.""Why bother?" I grinned. "Deeds 
is staying with me, and when we get to my house, I'm going to want you to meet 
my Mom. Since our house is a nude zone right now, you'll just have to take 'em 
off again."Damien's reaction was predictable, he stared at me for a second with 
wide eyes, then shook his head and simply accepted it. You know, if I'm not 
careful, I could get to liking that guy.********
Okay, so will someone explain something to me, what is it with guys and their 
hard-ons anyway? I'll give you an example from that afternoon and maybe you can 
explain to me what goes on.We ride to our house in Damien's car and there are 
two of us, Deirdre and I, along with him, both of us are nude and it's bright 
daylight, he's showing no hard-on. Mom meets us in the hallway, in sort of semi 
darkness. Sprong, he's at half mast and trying to hide it behind me!Mom suggests 
we have a coffee, so we move to the kitchen and he manages to hide his hard-on 
under the table as we tell her about our day. When I talk about what happened 
right off the bat in the morning and later about lunch time, I can understand 
him being hard. At those times, that bloody thing is almost set to drill through 
the table, but later it rises and falls just a little bit, like a conductor's 
baton on a gentle piece of music, but all the time it's gradually shrinking 
some. Then Jimmy and Susan come in and of course they've stripped in the hallway 
and I introduce them to Damien. That damn thing tries to act like a hydraulic 
jack, trying to lift the table. Susan of course has to hear about our day too. 
That damn thing is back to conducting a waltz.Mom asks everyone what they want 
to eat and I suggest we invite Damien to stay. We sit chatting for a minute 
while Mom tells us that the phone is now installed in our room and I suggest to 
Damien that we call his folks and ask if he can stay for supper so we have an 
excuse to use the new phone. Bump, bump, bump, he's working on lifting the table 
again. He nods, but I can see he doesn't really want to get up, so I change the 
subject and tell everyone about Mr. Bentley's class and about the grade I got on 
that letter I gave him. Damien appears to me to be calmed down and I suggest we 
go phone his folks. He nods, so we slide out of the breakfast nook and Susan 
suddenly notices my 'new look' and she reacts by wanting to ask a ton of 
questions. Damien of course is standing by now and I see him turn. As I'm 
talking to Susan, Deirdre and Mom are chiming in, but as well I'm keeping an eye 
on 'things'. At that point, that damn thing swells up bigger than I've ever seen 
it before and it turns purple!I think I shocked everyone in the room, including 
myself, about then. "That looks painful." I said looking down and drawing 
attention to where I was looking. "You quite obviously need some relief! Excuse 
us everyone."I now Susan, Jimmy and Deirdre gasped and I think Mom might have 
tittered when I pushed Damien and his flaming blush down the hall to the 
downstairs bathroom."What are you doing?" He protested feebly as I pushed him 
inside. "Sit." I ordered, flopping the lid down on the toilet, then pushing him 
back and dropping to my knees as I pressed his legs apart. "Now scoot forward to 
the edge, I need room to move around."I'm not going to describe exactly what 
happened, but I will say it was much more satisfying to play around when we were 
alone than when we had been in the cafeteria. Somehow though, it didn't seem to 
take as much out of him, he was still quite alert. Afterward as we both stood 
up, he spun me around, pushed me back and down onto the seat, then he knelt 
between my legs. "Your turn." He growled.WOW! What happened in the morning 
wasn't a one time thing and his tongue is just as potent as his fingers were, 
but this time I managed to still remain functional and it's a good thing too. 
When we came out of the bathroom, Mom was waiting for us. I suddenly realised 
what I had done and I wanted to sink through the floor. She silently motioned 
for the two of us to follow her and she led us back to the kitchen.Deirdre, 
Susan, and Jimmy were still there, still sitting at the table and Mom gestured 
for us to sit down, then she leaned back against the kitchen stove and let her 
eyes roam over all of us."Laura, you are old enough to engage in that kind of 
activity, in fact all of you are, however that act was too blatant for this 
household." She said quietly. "I realise that all of you have suddenly 
'discovered' sex and you've found out that playing around is fun, however there 
are three young children and a single mother in this house too. If Frank and I 
can be circumspect about our sex lives, you can learn to be just as discrete, is 
that understood?"I nodded and I think everyone else did too, but at that time I 
felt about six inches tall and damn silly. As I was hanging my head and 
blushing, I felt Damien's hand creep over and squeeze mine, then Deirdre's hand 
pat my leg."Sorry Mom, I got carried away." I mumbled."I realise that, and I 
even sympathise with you to a point." Mom smiled at me. "Luckily the younger 
children aren't home and I think now might be the time for me to lay down some 
rules about conduct."She paused and I admit, I squirmed like I was going to be 
paddled, I just knew she was going to be fair but firm and I deserved to be 
chastised."First; no petting where the little kids can see you. That doesn't 
mean short kisses and hugs or holding hands, it means obvious sexual pets and 
pats. I'm certainly not against you showing affection as you all know.""Second; 
I think that even if the school doesn't stop you from doing it, I don't feel 
that the kind of activity Laura and Deirdre were engaged in today should be 
encouraged. Damien, I know you didn't know that Laura would react the way she 
did, but now that you do, I think you should try to restrain yourself from 
repeating it in a public place. Laura, I think that stunt you pulled in the 
lunch room shouldn't be repeated either and Deirdre, while you're staying with 
us, I'd like you to follow the same rules. Susan and Jimmy, you two are younger, 
so I think you might want to think really hard about it before you do any silly 
stunts in public.""Third; Susan and Laura, what happens in your room is your 
business as long as the door is closed and no one outside of your room is being 
disturbed by what you are doing. However, since there are two of you staying 
there, well three right now with Deirdre, I'm going to insist that you don't do 
anything that bothers anyone else who is there. In other words, if one of you is 
studying, the other shouldn't be disturbing her by making out wildly. And all of 
you had better remember, there's a lock on that door, if you don't want to be 
disturbed, use it, but don't lock out someone who needs to come in."All of us 
nodded and tried to smile. I mean it wasn't like she was being unreasonable, not 
at all. After all, she had said that our room was ... HOLY CRAP, she had 
literally said that we could ... I looked at Susan who was grinning so hard it 
must have hurt.Just then the telephone rang and Mom went to answer it. The five 
of us looked at each other and all of us grinned sheepishly. Then Deirdre sighed 
deeply."I just wish my folks were as understanding." She said quietly. "When I 
go home tomorrow ..."Deirdre paused as Mom came back into the room. Mom was 
scowling but as she saw us, she shrugged her shoulders and tried to smile. 
"Deirdre, I have some bad news and I hope, some good news.""What?" Deeds 
whispered and I grabbed her hand."Well, your Dad has a bad ear infection, so he 
isn't allowed to fly for at least two weeks.""Is Daddy going to be okay?" Deeds 
asked quietly."Oh yes, they think he's going to be fine, but the thing is, your 
Mom asked if I thought you should stay with us until they get home or if they 
should fly you out there to be with them." Mom grinned. "I hope you don't mind, 
but I practically insisted that you stay here and she agreed with me."Deeds 
leaped to her feet and hugged Mom who hugged her back just as hard.As they were 
hugging, I was thinking about Mom's scowl when she had first come back into the 
room and about what she had said to Deirdre. I knew that if it had been Mom 
calling us, to let us know that daddy was sick that she'd have wanted to talk to 
each one of us. On top of that I knew Deirdre's parents. I was betting that the 
conversation didn't go one bit like Mom had said, I was betting that it was one 
continuous bitch session by Mrs. Smythe and that she was just as glad not to 
talk to Deeds.Knowing I couldn't ask her about it then, I asked if Damien could 
use the phone to call his folks."You've got a phone." She grinned and winked. 
"Take him upstairs and use it. Just close the door so the noise the rest of us 
are making won't disturb his conversation."I just stared at her for a few 
seconds and then I grabbed Damien's hand and practically dragged him upstairs, 
slamming the door behind me and for the first time I can remember, I locked 
it.He was staring around the room like he was in a zoo or something. Of course 
with all the stuffed animals Susan and I had collected over the years, maybe 
that's what it looked like. I just giggled."None of the animals bite." I 
snickered as I picked up the new phone and handed it to him. "Now, do you want 
to let your family know where you are?"So he called home while I stood by at his 
side, carefully not touching him, just watching the way he moved when he was 
talking. His Mom talked loud enough that I could hear her voice and she sounded 
nice. Actually when she found out he was at a girl's house, she sounded almost 
excited and told him he should be home by eight so he could get his homework 
done. After they said goodbye and he turned to look at me, I felt kind of shy. I 
think I bit my lip and maybe even blushed a bit, I know he blushed."Laura, I 
know we're here all alone and I know what your Mom said, but could we just talk, 
and well maybe look at each other." He whispered.Oh man, I just melted. I mean, 
it was like he was reading my mind. I guess it was a perfect opportunity for us 
to make out, but really all I wanted right then was to get to know him better, 
so we sat there on my bed and we talked for the next half hour or so. Then we 
went back downstairs and joined everyone else in the living room.No one even 
made one hint or asked one question to find out what we did. I was stunned by 
that, then I realised we had just adopted a new code of conduct in our house and 
I decided if others were going to treat me that way, I'd return the favour. When 
Mom went out in the kitchen to finish fixing supper though, I excused myself and 
joined her.As I gave her a hug, she leaned over and whispered in my ear. "I 
thought you said he was a geek and that you were going to steer clear of 
involvement?" She teased.I just blushed and giggled.I helped Mom and by the time 
Daddy and the smaller kids came home, we had a supper made. Mom had invited 
Jimmy's mother over too, so it was almost like a party. I think even Daddy was 
impressed with Damien but I never really got a chance to ask him because right 
after supper, he had to go back to do some work.When Damien had to leave later, 
I walked him out to his car and kissed him goodnight right there, in the street. 
He was dressed and I wasn't but I didn't care. When I went inside afterwards, 
Mom just grinned as I went upstairs to do my homework.Deeds and Susan were real 
quiet for the longest time, all of us were trying to hurry to get our schoolwork 
done for the next day. It wasn't until we had said goodnight to everyone and 
were all laying in bed that we talked a bit, but to be honest we didn't even 
gossip for long before we fell asleep.End of Chapter - to be continued. 

 

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Chapter Four - WednesdayI slept like a log but when I woke up, I was wide awake 
even though I knew it was still early. It was comfy in bed and I snuggled there, 
listening to Susan's soft snorts that almost became snores, then to Deirdre's 
deep sighing breath, and my mind went off on a tangent, wondering if Damien 
snored. I lay there thinking about all the things that had happened the day 
before and I simply had to giggle, I was so happy about the way everything had 
gone. I was thinking about how I felt when Damien had first surprised me with 
his tongue and I was feeling a bit aroused, then my mind began to play around, 
leaving my body to catch up. By the time I realised what was happening, my left 
hand was inside my baby-dolls, pushing the top up around my neck, then that hand 
was sliding and kneading, tweaking and twisting my tight nipple, sending an 
instant sensation of heat and desire to my belly. My right hand was suddenly 
pushing down my knickers as I kicked off the covers, then my knickers were gone, 
kicked away wildly as well .... Now I could lift my knees, spread my thighs, 
make room between them for ...?If I squinted I could almost visualise Damien's 
face, as if he were looking up at me from between my wide spread thighs. My hand 
dropped to cover my mound, hiding it from his gaze, like I was teasing him to 
act. Ohhhh ... I felt my soft flesh, realised that I was now bare and I giggled 
as I remembered what it felt like when I lost that hair. I rubbed gently, 
feeling the soft stubble. Right then and there I decided I'd have to shave 
closer, I wouldn't want Damien to get a whisker burn on his cute cheeks ... or 
on his wonderful tongue .... My mind slid off again, remembering his tongue ... 
my fingers began to move, almost of their own accord.One of my fingers was 
teasing, rubbing very gently on the flesh on either side of my hard little bud 
but not quite touching it. My finger was gently alternating, first upward on one 
side, then around the top ... almost ... but not quite touching and then it 
moved downward on the other side. Like his tongue, it paused and then began to 
retrace it's path, gently moving the other way. My breath was coming in gusts 
and my mind was teasing me with visions of Damien laying between my wide spread 
thighs and it almost seemed that it was him gently using his tongue to tantalise 
me. I closed my eyes and tried to keep myself quiet, but I was so close ... oh 
so close. I needed something, oh my I wanted something but ... what? Damien? His 
tongue? Or ...? Was I ready for ... that? Just the thought almost curled my 
toes.My hand moved, down, hesitated, up, then down again and a finger dipped 
slightly into the warm wetness, flashed back upward and my wet finger folded 
soft flesh aside, now grazed and tantalised the tight little bundle of nerves 
that was the core of my thoughts, the former target for Damien's searching 
tongue. His tongue had been wonderful. But this morning, even my fingers felt 
good. Oh yes! It felt so good ... oh sooooo goooood ... my finger found it's 
target and I teased it, caressed the tight little lump gently ... almost like 
Damien had done with his tongue ... I needed more, I just had to have it, my 
finger dropped down, pressing open my folds, it entered, teased, backed out, 
danced back to the nexus of my throbbing desire, moved faster, pressed 
harder.Back and forth, faster, deeper, harder. I needed both hands, I wanted 
more, more! More outside, where every touch sent another demand to my spiralling 
desires; more inside, where it was so warm and slippery and ... almost 
satisfying, but just ... not ... quite. My fingers couldn't seem to move fast 
enough, hard enough, deep enough. around and over, back again, as well as in and 
out, over to one side, then the other, twisting, thrusting, curling, kneading. 
Then I felt my orgasm building ... higher and stronger than ever before. It was 
pulsing, surging, almost there ... almost ... oh yes ... almost ... just a 
little more ...."Oh please lover, please Damien, I need you!" My mind pleaded 
silently."Oh yes ...""Oh please ..." "Oh Damien ..." "Oh more please ..." "Oh 
please ... I need it now ...""Oh yes ... Oh yeah ...""Oh, Harder baby ...""All 
the way ...""Oh yeah ..."- - - -"OHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"- - - -I think I erupted!I 
know I squawked.Perhaps I even squealed.Maybe I might have screamed.I do know I 
collapsed, totally worn out.I could hear people talking, people moving.I 
remember looking up and seeing Deirdre and Susan staring down at me. I remember 
smiling lazily, my body feeling like it weighed a hundred tons. Both Deirdre and 
Susan were talking, asking questions, but it seemed like they were talking from 
down inside a barrel and far away, I couldn't make sense of what they were 
saying.My body was still pulsing softly, I could feel it both inside myself as 
well as around my own fingers. I lifted my head and looked down, yes, I still 
had two fingers inside and I could see my lower belly moving, under my hand my 
mound was throbbing slowly as it clasped my fingers lovingly, over and over. I 
moaned softly as another gentle tremor ran through me and my body clamped 
tightly for a brief instant. I flopped back, my feet finally dropping down to 
the bed, my knees falling open, my thighs splaying widely as I relaxed 
completely.Then I heard other noises than Deirdre and Susan's voices. Was that 
running feet?The door slammed open and Daddy was inside our bedroom, demanding 
to know what was wrong, why was I screaming? And then his voice stopped short 
and he was staring at me. And I was staring back at him!He was nude and holding 
the door with one hand, framed in my vision by my wide spread thighs but I 
couldn't seem to move, it was like I was paralysed. His eyes seemed rivetted on 
my hand and the two fingers that were driven up inside me. I moaned softly, 
wanting to do something but seemingly unable to even move so much as an eyelid. 
Then I saw it. His body and his stance made it obvious. There, seen through the 
open space between my thighs, I watched as what had been short, soft and 
dangling suddenly wasn't. It grew, it filled, it hardened, it lifted, it stood. 
My own Daddy looked at me and got a ... wow, it was huge! At that instant it was 
driven into my brain that it was my body that had made him aroused. It felt so 
wrong and yet so deliciously naughty. I'm ashamed to say that another small 
orgasm rocked my body and I gasped loudly. My gasp must have been tremendously 
loud - before that the only thing moving in the whole room had been Daddy's cock 
as it lifted up into a stiff salute, but after my gasp things started to 
happen."Daddy, go away!" Susan yelled and suddenly she was moving between us, 
standing so he couldn't see my hands, couldn't see my body.Then Mom was coming 
in the door, shoving Daddy out and I was blushing. Oh God, was I blushing! I was 
still tired but I was scrabbling to hide. I wanted to die, I was so ashamed. 
Deirdre was pulling a sheet over me and I was turning over, my legs now clamped 
tightly together as I tried to bury my head in my pillow. Then Mom was leaning 
down and gently running a hand on my shoulder."Careful Honey, let me see that 
hand." She whispered, catching my right wrist in her gentle fingers. "Susan, go 
get a bit of warm water, a washcloth, and a towel please."I didn't realise what 
Mom meant, was there something wrong? It didn't matter anyway, I was so ashamed 
and yet at the same time I was still so turned on."It's okay honey, you didn't 
do anything wrong." Mom was saying quietly, her hand still stroking my arm 
gently. "Don't worry Honey, everything will be okay."It wasn't that I was 
worried, I just felt so ... so ashamed ... and I didn't really know why. One 
minute I'd been day dreaming and the next minute I'd been playing with myself, 
then the minute after that I'd been staring at my own father and ... so that 
explained it, that's why I was ashamed. Because I'd been turned on by Daddy and 
Daddy had been turned on by me. And although no one had ever said the exact 
words to me, I knew it was wrong, badly wrong, horribly wrong. Nice girls didn't 
even think about that. Good girls certainly didn't want to have their Daddy .... 
Oh my God, what was I even thinking?There I was crying on my pillow as Mom 
cuddled and cleaned me up, but why was she cleaning me like I was a kid? What 
was wrong? Then I remembered my fingers, two fingers, two fingers deep inside 
me. Oh God. Fuck was I ever a dumb bitch!"Oh God Mom, I'm so sorry!" I managed 
to mutter."Oh Honey, you didn't do anything wrong." She crooned softly. "Some 
women just make a bit more noise than others.""But Mom, Daddy came in." I 
moaned. "And he saw me.""Your father should know better." She snuggled against 
my shoulder, then chuckled. "After all, he's heard me often enough and you are 
my daughter!""You don't make ..." And then I thought about, maybe Mom did make 
noise sometimes."Oh sweety, most of the time I have my head buried in the 
pillow." Mom actually giggled. "In the pillow?""Unh huh, but sometimes I forget 
the pillow and just yell." She said quietly. "Especially if no one else is home, 
it just feels better somehow.""When no one else is home? You mean just you and 
Daddy?""Sometimes." She chuckled. "But you have to remember, I and your Dad just 
got back together, there was a long time when he wasn't around and I didn't have 
any male friends over here either."I actually turned and stared at her and she 
was grinning at me, then she astounded me by lifting her right hand and waggling 
her fingers."Sometimes 'the boys' still visit, if Daddy isn't around when I feel 
..." She broke off and I noticed she was blushing a bit.I just lay there and 
stared at her for a minute and she got a silly grin on her face as her hand 
slowly dropped down. Then my mind went back to that instant when Daddy had been 
staring down at me and I cringed. Still, I knew I had to tell Mom."But Mom, 
making the noise wasn't the worst part." I sighed softly. "I mean Daddy ... 
well, he saw me and ... he ... he reacted ... and I ..."She waited for me to 
continue and her eyebrow raised, then when I couldn't find the words to tell her 
she spoke. "You mean he got an erection?"I just nodded my head and bit my bottom 
lip, knowing that was at least part of it, but certainly not all of my 
problem."Almost any man would have." She smiled. "When I came into your room, 
you looked like an open invitation for sex. In fact I remember using a very 
similar pose when your Dad and I were on our honeymoon, so it's not really a 
surprise that he had an erection. Actually, if you're normal, you might have 
reacted to that too?"I just nodded, I couldn't tell her that I had another 
smaller orgasm just looking at Daddy, I didn't dare."That's not surprising." She 
grinned. "When your father is 'ready for action' he looks pretty damn good. I 
know he sure turns me on.""But Mom!" I protested. "He is my father. I shouldn't 
... he shouldn't ... we shouldn't ... I mean I can't ....""No honey, maybe you 
shouldn't and maybe you can't." She said quietly. "But I don't think there are 
many young women your age who haven't thought about it. I mean getting 'down and 
dirty' with their fathers, it's a very common fantasy. As long as it remains a 
fantasy, for both the father and the daughter, it's not a problem. It's when 
either one takes action that people get hurt."When she glanced over at the other 
bed, I realised that both Susan and Deirdre were still sitting there and for an 
instant I felt embarrassed, then I realised that they'd seen everything, why 
shouldn't they hear everything too."I think Susan had a discussion about 
something similar with your Aunt Rachel. Didn't you Susan?""You and Aunt Rachel 
share too many secrets, but yeah, we did and she said about the same thing." 
Susan giggled. "And Mom, Daddy does look pretty good, when he's ... well, like 
you said 'ready for action'.""Huh, I've sure never felt that way about my 
father." Deirdre said firmly."No, I don't suppose you have." Mom sighed. "But 
your relationship with your father is a rather unusual one.""What relationship?" 
Deirdre snapped."Exactly." Mom smiled. "But let me ask you a question, and 
remember, this is hypothetical. If you were on an isolated island where you knew 
that you would have no repercussions and the only other person there was Laura 
and Susan's father, what then?""No repercussions at all, like no chance of 
getting pregnant, or anyone being hurt, or anyone finding out""Yes, let's say he 
and I had split completely and both of you were single.""Then I wouldn't even 
worry a lot about getting pregnant." Deirdre giggled, then got a strange, almost 
shocked look on her face. "Oh Gosh! You mean, I'm mentally substituting Laura's 
dad for mine?""Perhaps, it wouldn't be the first time that sort of thing has 
happened.""Wow, maybe I should talk to Dr. Stan, huh?" Deirdre actually looked 
worried."Oh I wouldn't worry about it." Mom grinned. "And actually I think Frank 
will find that to be quite a compliment.""Your not going to tell him?" Deirdre 
looked shocked."Perhaps, but probably not now. Actually, since it's still quite 
early and ..." She glanced at her wrist watch. "Oh my, do you know what time it 
is? It's only five thirty in the morning." "Laura, you got an early start on the 
day, gal." Mom got an almost wicked grin on her face and she winked at me. "And 
you don't have to worry, you're not strange or unusual, you were just caught in 
a very hormone laden situation. Now I think you should try to catch some more 
sleep, in fact all of you should get some more sleep."She leaned forward and 
gave me a short hug, then tucked the covers around me and smiled. "More snooze 
time ... all of you."I sighed and watched her go out the door, then turned my 
head and glanced at the other bed. Deirdre and Susan were still sitting there 
quietly and both of them were watching me."What?" I snapped, feeling like a 
goldfish."I just wondered, did it ... well, did hurt?" Deirdre whispered and 
Susan nodded her head."If it upsets you to talk about it, don't worry, but I'm 
sure curious." Susan added quietly.It really didn't surprise me that they asked, 
I think we'd all heard horror stories about how much it hurt! I just lay there 
for a moment though, and I think I frowned, then I know I sighed."Sorry, I was 
too involved in feeling good to remember, but if you want to know, it's a bit 
uncomfortable down there now, it sorta stings. In fact, excuse me, gotta run!" 
And I hopped out of bed and scooted down the hall to the bathroom.I know I 
wasn't gone long, but by the time I got back, both Deirdre and Susan were laying 
down again and at least seemed asleep. There I was, wide awake and feeling 
sweaty but I couldn't even have a shower because I knew it would wake Mom and 
Dad. I'd already ruined enough of their sleep, but I was wide awake. Now though, 
since I was still warm and sweaty, the room felt chilly, so I slipped on a robe 
and slippers, then went down to the kitchen and made myself a cup of instant 
coffee. After that I went out and sat on the porch step just in time to see 
Jimmy peddling by on his way to do his paper route."Hi Jimmy." I called 
softly."Whoa. Hi Laura, whatcha doin' up at a quarter to six in the morning?" He 
asked as he skidded to a halt in the street in front of our house."Just things, 
I couldn't sleep." I sighed."Aww, too bad." He shook his head. "Sorry I can't 
stay and talk, I gotta run.""That's okay Jimmy, I'll see you later.""Okay, see 
ya." He answered and peddled off. I sat there for a while, just trying to enjoy 
the feeling of the morning and the songs of the birds, simply trying to clear my 
head but not really managing. I was so spaced out that eventually I realised I 
had a cold cup of coffee in my hand, I hadn't even drunk it and I really hadn't 
accomplished anything about clearing my mind either. I poured out the crud that 
the cold instant coffee had become and decided that it was late enough that I 
could make a pot of real coffee. So, hopping to my feet, I went back inside.I 
didn't get to make the coffee. The coffee maker was already perking away but no 
one was in the kitchen which really surprised me. I glanced around into the 
dining room and the living room, but no one was there either. Then I realised 
that I was hearing quiet voices from outside on the patio and recognised the 
tones of Mom's and then Dad's voice. I glanced at the coffee pot and saw that 
the coffee was almost ready, then I tried to hear what was going on but couldn't 
and curiosity was suddenly killing me. I knew I was going to have to face Daddy 
sometime and I decided it might as well be now, after all the longer I put it 
off, the longer both of us would stew over it. You've heard the term; 'face the 
music'? Well, that's what I decided to do and I decided to try to skim over it 
as quickly as I could too. I grabbed a tray, the cream and sugar, spoons, and 
two more coffee mugs, then as soon as the coffee was done, I took the whole lot 
and headed for the patio. First I peeked to be sure I wasn't going to be 
interrupting anything too embarrassing, then when I saw that they were just 
sitting on the old bench and talking quietly, I stepped out."Good Morning, 
coffee is served." I smiled, then blushed as I looked at Daddy."Hi." He grinned 
and coloured slightly. "Before anything else, I apologise for bursting in on you 
like that, this morning. Your mother was just telling me off for forgetting how 
old you are.""Forget it." I giggled, really blushing now. "I shouldn't have made 
so much noise either. I've been thinking, the worst that happened is that we 
made each other embarrassed.""Well!" Mom looked at me in surprise. "I thought 
you were so upset ...""I was." I giggled in embarrassment, setting the coffee 
tray down on the corner of the picnic table and pouring all three coffee mugs 
full, then handing them theirs. "I couldn't sleep though, so I've been thinking 
instead. I decided that neither of us was really too badly out of line. I can 
live with having made another stupid mistake.""The only mistake you made is 
being noisy." Mom laughed softly. "And that's a matter of genetics, we talked 
about that.""Hey, don't you go putting down my parents." I giggled again. "I 
kind of like them both."I think both of them would have commented, but just then 
the phone rang and rather than let it wake anyone up, I ran to grab it."Hello." 
I answered, glancing at the clock, it was five after seven."Hello, could I speak 
to Laura please." It was Damien."Hi Damien, it's me.""Oh good, I got hold of 
you. Look, Lee is here with me and he's got problems.""Pardon?""Okay, here's 
what happened. His Dad told him not to go to school yesterday, but he went 
anyway. Last night his Dad kicked him out of the house, so for now he's staying 
with me.""What ? Why did his Dad ...?""I don't know!" Damien interrupted me. 
"Something about losing face, or at least that's what Lee thinks. Look, I can't 
talk long, Lee's in the shower and I'm just calling to let you know so you can 
tell Deirdre. Warn her that we might be late and please tell her not to mention 
to Lee that she knows, okay?""Okay, I guess. Look is there anything we can 
do?""I doubt it, unless you can figure out a way to change his old man's mind. 
Look, I'll see you at lunch, okay?""Okay, I'll miss you this morning." I 
sighed."Yeah, I'll miss you too." He sighed as well, and then he was gone.Mom 
and Dad were both standing behind me when I turned away from the 
phone."Problems?" Mom asked."Sorta." I frowned. "You remember I told you about 
Lee and the stuff about his father being traditional Chinese and all that?""Ah, 
and now his father is creating another problem?""Huge!. "I threw my hands up in 
the air. "He threw Lee out of the house I guess and for now Lee is staying with 
Damien.""Oh boy." Dad shook his head. "I knew that the problems with the program 
weren't over.""Well, this one isn't really our problem." Mom said quietly."Unh, 
really? Deirdre is still staying here isn't she? And isn't she a bit involved 
with this Lee kid?" Dad asked quietly."Yes." Mom sighed softly. "You're 
right.""Unh, guys, let's all try to stay out of this one unless we get asked 
huh?" I said quietly. "From what Damien said I don't think Lee wants too many 
people to know about it and it is his business after all.""He doesn't want 
help?" Dad asked quietly."I don't think he wants most people to know and I think 
it's a culture thing Dad." I shrugged my shoulders. "Now I've got to tell 
Deirdre and warn her not to even let Lee know that she knows. Damien called when 
Lee was in the shower, so Lee doesn't know he called."I heard Mom say something 
to Dad, but I was already on my way up the stairs. In the bedroom, both Deirdre 
and Susan seemed to be sound asleep so I quietly sat down on the floor next to 
Deirdre and shook her shoulder."Deeds, wake up babe, we need to talk." I said 
quietly with my lips next to her ear so I didn't wake Susan."Mmmm, whazzat?" 
Deirdre mumbled softly."Deeds, it's about Lee. I have to tell you 
something.""Huh? What aboudim?" She rolled over to look at me and blinked 
sleepily."Come on sweety. Wake up and let's go wash your face. I think you need 
to be more awake to hear this.""I'm awake." She sat up and rubbed her eyes. 
"Now, what's going on.""Shh, quiet or we'll wake Susan, it's only just after 
seven.""I'm already awake." Susan mumbled. "Besides we get up in a few minutes, 
now what's going on?""Yeah, come on, what's important enough to wake us." 
Deirdre demanded."Oh shit." I sighed. "Damien just called and Lee is staying 
with him for now. Lee's dad went ape-shit over Lee being in the program, he 
didn't want Lee to go back to school. When he found out Lee went yesterday, he 
threw Lee out of the house.""What? He threw him out?" Deirdre squawked in 
surprise."Oh man, I can believe it." Susan said quietly. "Lee's sister, Yen, 
told me her father was a real strict character, almost an ogre. She said that if 
she or Lee did anything he didn't like, they'd be in real trouble.""Whatever." I 
sighed. "Look, Lee doesn't want everyone to know about this. In fact we're not 
supposed to know about it, so we can't even talk to him about it until he says 
something to us, okay? I just thought Deirdre should know, so she can be a bit, 
I don't know, extra forgiving or something if Lee acts weird in some way...?""Oh 
man, the poor guy." Susan said quietly. "And poor Yen too, I'll bet she's a 
wreck.""Oh for fucks sake!" Deirdre swore. "That's so fucking stupid! Lee was 
just obeying the law for cripes sake. He has to go to school and since our 
school is part of the program, he has to go nude."I'd never seen Deirdre so 
angry and I just stared. She thought for a minute, her face creased in a deep 
frown, then she stared into my eyes."Do your folks know?" She demanded."Yeah, 
they know about as much as I do, they were there when I took the phone 
call.""Maybe they can help. Let's go see if they have a minute to talk." She 
said shortly and rolled out of bedIn a minute all three of us were in the 
kitchen with Mom and Dad. Deirdre looked like she was about to explode as she 
looked at them."Can Lee's dad do that?" She blurted. "Throw him out when he's 
still going to school I mean? Isn't there a law?""It depends on how old he is, 
if he's eighteen, there isn't anything even a judge could do. Before that child 
services might get involved, but if he's eighteen he's legally an adult in many 
ways. At that point, legally, his father is no longer totally responsible for 
Lee's care." Dad said quietly. "Now I can't say the same for moral 
responsibility, but the law doesn't cover that.""Oh, he's eighteen alright." 
Deirdre sighed. "It's just not fair.""No, I guess it isn't and until Lee 
actually tells you about this, you aren't even supposed to know what's going 
on." I reminded her."Yeah, and that makes me see red too." Deirdre 
snorted."Well, maybe he and Damien are trying to do something already." I said, 
trying to calm her. "Damien did say that they might be a bit late for school 
this morning and for us not to expect to see them until lunch.""Oh great." 
Deirdre snapped and headed back upstairs. "Come on Laura, let's get ready and go 
huh, I want to talk to Mr Taylor before school starts.""Get moving Laura, that's 
a good idea." Mom said giving me a gentle push on the shoulder. "Deirdre needs 
your moral support if nothing else."So I rushed upstairs after Deirdre. Even 
though she was in a hurry, she agreed to take the time to shower and clean up 
before we left, then Dad surprised us by offering to drop us off at school. Mom 
handed both Deeds and I a bagel and a glass of orange juice as we hurried out 
with Dad. To my surprise, Deeds actually polished them off like she was 
hungry.We were really lucky with our timing, as Dad pulled up in front of the 
school to drop us off, Principal Taylor was just heading across the parking lot 
and Dad saw him. "Principal Taylor, do you have a moment?" He called out the 
window as Deeds and I slipped out of Dad's pickup."Why hello Frank. Certainly, 
do you have a problem?" Mr. Taylor answered, turning and walking toward us."We 
don't, but one of the boys in the program does, one of the boys in Laura and 
Deirdre's group.""Ah, you must mean Lee, I imagine. I've rather expected some 
problem would crop up there." Mr. Taylor sighed. "What seems to be the 
trouble?""Lee's dad kicked him out of the house. And he's staying with Damien 
for now. And they may be late for school this morning. And Lee didn't even want 
any of us to know about any of it. And it's not fair. And we thought maybe you 
could help in some way." Deirdre rattled off quickly."I see." Mr. Taylor sighed 
softly. "Well, if it's supposed to be so secret, maybe we should talk in my 
office?""Look, I have to go to work." Dad said quietly. "You've got my work 
number and Linda's home number if you need us in any way, don't you?""Of course 
I do Frank, and thank you for the offer, although I don't know yet what we can 
do." Mr. Taylor answered. "Now girl's, shall we go to my office and you can 
repeat what you know just a little slower so I can be fully abreast of the 
situation."So I waved goodbye to Dad and followed Deirdre and Mr. Taylor into 
the school. Deirdre and I were still in the program, so even though we were 
early, we paused at the door to take off our clothes. "Oops. I'm sorry girls, 
but it's nowhere near class time yet and ... well, I'd prefer if you left your 
clothes on for now. I may be your principal, but I am human and if you two are 
nude when we're talking, it's quite possible that I might be distracted."I 
stared at him for a minute, then glanced at Deirdre and I broke into giggles. I 
couldn't help it, even if I knew my giggling was bugging Deeds. I mean, talk 
about a compliment! Mr. Taylor dealt with nude students all day and he was 
telling us we'd 'distract' him? WOW!"Oh for Christ sake Laura, quit thinking 
with your gonads. This isn't the time to have your mind in the gutter." Deeds 
snapped, but she was blushing, so she caught on too.I didn't want to upset her 
any more than she already was though, so I quit unbuttoning my blouse, bit my 
lip to keep quiet and followed Deeds and Mr. Taylor to his office. The phone was 
ringing even while he was unlocking the door and he hurried to pick it 
up."Hello, Principal Taylor here, may I help you? ... Oh hello Jason, how can I 
help you?"Deeds and I found a seat and waited quietly."Why yes Jason, as a 
matter of fact I have heard about the problem. If you see Lee, don't mention it 
to him, but Deirdre and Laura know about it as well. In fact, they're sitting in 
the office with me right now."I looked at Deirdre and she tried to smile, but it 
was rather anaemic, so I reached out and took one of her hands in mine as we 
waited. Mr. Taylor stayed on the phone with Jason for a minute or two more, but 
we really didn't catch much of the conversation since Mr. Taylor wasn't saying 
much at all. Then he hung up the phone and looked at us. "As you probably 
guessed, that was Jason Walker, your peer advisor. Lee called him from Damien's 
house last night, some time after Lee's father literally disowned him. It seems 
that Damien and his family have taken Lee in and this morning it seems Damien's 
mother wants to try talking to Lee's father. Now, what can you two add to the 
story?"Deeds looked at me so I sighed and told Mr. Taylor exactly what Damien 
had said and then added the story Susan had given me about what Lee's sister had 
said."I see. Well, at the moment there doesn't appear to be much that we can 
do." Mr. Taylor sighed. "At least I can't see any reasonable course of 
action.""Well, could you at least warn Lee and Damien's teachers that they might 
be late? Jason's too, if he's involved." I asked."Oh absolutely, Laura. That 
goes without saying." He smiled. "Now, is there anything else I can do for 
either of you?""Well, could you guess why Mr. Chen is such an ogre?" Deirdre 
snapped. "What's got his shorts in a twist?""Well, I'd have to guess, but I 
think it's cultural." Mr Taylor sighed. "I think Mr Louie is living by 
eighteenth century standards in a twenty first century world, in fact he might 
be living by even earlier standards than that. Just as an example of his 
standards, take his name and Lee's name. Lee's father's name is Chen Louie, but 
his son, Lee, is Lee Chen. If you wanted to go to the next generation and if Lee 
had a son named Charles, his name would be Charles Lee. That fact alone is 
enough for us to realise that he is a very tradition bound individual.""I really 
don't care about that, but Lee's father is being so unfair." Deirdre almost 
cried."Well, by Mr Louie's standards, Lee is being extremely rebellious. In his 
world, children don't have a choice about many things, a patriarch's word is the 
law. That's the way he's lived his life and that's the way he feels his children 
should live theirs.""Well all I've got to say is this isn't China and it's not 
the middle ages." Deirdre snarled. "I think he's an anachronism.""Perhaps." Mr 
Taylor smiled. "Now, I think I should do some work and I think it's about time 
for you two to go to the front door and doff your clothing for the school day. 
What do you think?"Since there wasn't much Deirdre or I could do, we left him 
and went to be good little girls who were involved in the program. However to be 
honest, neither of us were really in the mood for it. After that, at least for 
me, the morning crawled. I was anxious to talk to Damien and Lee at lunch and 
lunch time just seemed to take forever to come. Finally I found myself walking 
out of the last class before lunch at Deirdre's side but as we went out the door 
of the classroom, she broke into a sprint toward the lunch room. All I could do 
was follow. When I caught up, she was wrapped around Lee like an octopus around 
a free meal, I just looked at Damien and grinned, then leaned forward and 
touched my lips to his lightly."Hi Sexy." I grinned at him and he stared at me 
in surprise."M-me? S-s-sexy? Are you n-nuts?" He stammered, his eyes as big as 
saucers."Come on, I'll explain." I grabbed him by the arm, leading him toward 
the lunch line and away from Deirdre and Lee. When we were in the line, I looked 
up at him and grinned. "I happen to find that guys who go out on a limb for 
their buddies are sexy, okay? Now, I think we need to find a seat away from 
everyone so you can tell me all about what's going on, don't you?""I guess." He 
sighed. "Since today is pizza day, let's each grab a couple and go sit outside, 
okay?""It'll be faster if we split up, I'll get us each a milk and you get me a 
cheese pizza, okay? I'll wait at the door."Only a few minutes later we were 
outside and sitting on a bench under the trees outside the school. He'd grabbed 
four of those six inch mini-pizzas and I swear he'd inhaled one before we even 
found a seat. I just looked at him and snuggled at his side, taking one of the 
others. "Those last two are both for you." I grinned. "Now, before you stuff 
yourself with more pizza - give, make with the elucidation, tell me what 
happened.""Okay, but I'm gonna eat and talk too, I'm starved." He sighed. "Last 
night, about nine thirty or so, Lee called me and he was real upset. First off, 
he told me he was stuck at the gym and that his car was gone. So I offered to go 
down and give him a ride."He took a bite of pizza and paused as he chewed and 
swallowed."So I got down there and Lee was waiting outside for me. It turns out 
his dad had taken his car and kicked him out of the house because he came to 
school after his dad had told him not to. I knew Mom wouldn't mind, so I took 
him back to my house and told him he could stay in the spare bedroom for the 
night."He paused again and took another huge bite and as he was chewing I 
grinned at him."Look dufus, why don't you eat first and talk later, we've got at 
least twenty minutes left." I chuckled and snuggled up to his side.He didn't 
argue and to be honest, he did a great imitation of a starving wolf, literally 
gobbling those mini pizzas in a few bites for each one. I'm not sure if he even 
chewed much and after he was done, he washed it down with the last slug of the 
milk."That feels much better." He sighed softly. "Now where was I? Oh yeah, I 
took Lee back to the house and told Mom what had happened so she made us a snack 
and told us he could sleep in the spare bedroom next to mine. She suggested we 
get my sister Polly to call his sister and at least tell her where he was, so 
she wouldn't worry. So Polly called and when Lee's dad put his sister on the 
phone, she handed the phone to Lee. Lee talked to his sister, explaining things 
from his side and he suggested she call him back after his dad went to bed.""I 
thought we should call you guys and Jason, but Lee didn't want to worry Deirdre, 
so we just called Jason to let him know what was up. The Mom sent Polly and me 
to make up the bed in the spare bedroom because she wanted to talk to Lee 
alone.""I wonder why?" I asked."Oh, that's easy." He smiled. "Mom's a lawyer and 
I think she made a few suggestions that she didn't want us to hear.""Your mom is 
a lawyer?""Yeah." He grinned. "Didn't you know that? Heck, she's the assistant 
DA. I thought everyone knew that.""I didn't. Suddenly I feel a lot better about 
Lee.""Just because Mom is a lawyer?""Yes screwball. He's staying with you right? 
So ... he's got your Mom right there to advise him if he wants to do anything, 
she'll keep his ass out of a sling."He looked at me for a second and then he 
broke into laughter. "That's about what she said to me. The funny thing is, his 
dad took away his car right?""Yeah, that's what you said.""Well the thing is, 
it's Jason's car. He bought it and he paid for it himself. His dad did cosign 
for it, but Jason made each and every payment himself and it's completely paid 
off. Mom says he could charge his dad with theft if he wanted to.""Oh man, 
family fights can get so dirty. I hope it doesn't come down to that.""Well, 
Mom's going to check up on it today and maybe call his dad to talk."We were 
interrupted then by two of my close friends, Monica and Francine. They told me 
that they'd been a bit leery of coming over to see me when there were a bunch of 
students around but they wanted to know how I and Deirdre were finding the 
program. I just grinned and gave them a thumbs up sign, then introduced 
Damien.Since I was still snuggled up tight against his side, Monica almost 
frowned as she asked. "Are you two ...?""We're getting to be close friends." 
Damien volunteered easily with a big grin as he wrapped an arm around my 
shoulders. "Which suits me fine, I think she's pretty darn nice.""And he's not 
as much of a geek as we were told either." I grinned. "Besides, if I make 
friends with him, I can probably get free legal advise if I ever need it.""Well, 
he sure looks like a ..." Francine's gaze slowly dropped down, then paused for 
an instant and she blushed."Well, that's a side benefit, just a little extra." I 
laughed."Quite a bit extra I'd say." Monica giggled.I'm not sure where the 
conversation would have gone after that because the warning bell for class rang 
and we all had to rush off. Not before Damien and I had shared a quick hug and 
an even quicker smooch, then we agreed where to meet after class.The afternoon 
didn't creep quite as slowly as the morning had, but to be honest, the day as a 
whole seemed without a doubt to be the slowest day of school I'd ever put in. By 
the time Deirdre and I met the guys, I was antsy as all get out, I just wanted 
out of the school as fast as possible. Damien offered to give us a ride home 
again and since Lee was riding with him, that made Deirdre exceptionally happy. 
She and Lee piled in the back seat of Damien's car and I hopped in the front, 
then turned at looked back at Deirdre snuggling against Lee."Say Lee, are you 
working tonight?" I asked."No, my boss heard about my problems and gave me a few 
nights off." He said quietly, then he sighed. "Damien told you what's going on 
didn't he?""Some." I answered quickly and got a funny glance from Damien so I 
patted his leg to let him know that I was fishing. "But if you want to talk, 
I'll listen.""You'll get a chance. I called and asked your Mom if I could bring 
Lee over to your house." Deirdre said quietly. "Since I'm sort of part of your 
family for now, I thought that you should all know what's up.""That makes sense 
to me, Mom's pretty cool at giving good advise." I answered."Huh, you ain't so 
bad either." Deirdre snorted. "Your whole family has their heads screwed on 
right, not like my folks." "Oh Deeds." I sighed, looking at Damien and rolling 
my eyes.He winked back at me. "Damn, and I always thought this guy was a geek 
who didn't have a clue about people." I smiled to myself. "Now I think he's 
caught on to Deeds already."I was still thinking about that when he turned onto 
our street and I saw Aunt Rachel's car in front of our house and Dad's truck 
parked in the driveway beside Mom's car."It looks like we've got a full house 
Deeds." I said quietly.She lifted up and looked, then shrugged her shoulders. 
"It's only Rachel and your Dad, that looks like just family to me."I looked at 
Damien and it was my turn to shrug. If Deirdre and Lee didn't mind having Dad 
and Aunt Rachel hear about Lee's problems, it wasn't my business. After we went 
inside it took several minutes before we had managed introductions all around. 
Lee actually accepted the idea of nudity around the house quite willingly and I 
noticed Aunt Rachel glancing at both he and Damien after they had stripped, then 
she winked at me. Darned if it didn't annoy me a bit which really surprised me. 
"Getting jealous?" I asked myself. "More like gotten, let's face it, I'm human 
too."I decided the best policy was just to grin at her and snag Damien's arm and 
then I looked around. That's when I noticed that Mom, Dad, and Aunt Rachel all 
looked a bit different than normal, I suppose 'rumpled' would best describe it, 
like they'd been working and had been interrupted. Either that or ... and I 
mentally shook my head ... no, not Mom and Aunt Rachel. "Don't even go there." I 
thought.But then Mom looked at all of us and smiled. "Let's all go in the family 
room and have a coffee, I think we've got a few things we need to chat about."It 
only took a few moments and we were all sitting around, actually Deirdre and 
Lee, Damien and I were all sitting on the couch while my family were in 
armchairs but it was still comfy. We were hardly sitting when Susan came in and 
Mom invited her to join us, so she plopped herself on the arm of Mom's chair.Mom 
looked a bit unsure, but she looked at Lee and smiled. "Lee, I know you didn't 
really want everyone in town to know about your situation, but we have heard 
part of it and we'd like to say that we're here to help if we can.""Thanks Mrs 
Jennings." Deirdre smiled as she sat by Lee, holding his arm. "Actually, I think 
Lee wanted you all to know the whole story, didn't you Lee?" "Yes, I think 
that's a good idea." He sighed softly. "Since Deirdre is staying with Laura, 
your going to hear it eventually, so you might as well know the whole truth 
now.""What you've probably heard is that Dad kicked me out of his house." He 
held up his hand as everyone but Damien and Deirdre drew a deep breath. "I sort 
of expected it in a way, I was going directly against his wishes and in my 
family, you just don't do that. Damien and his family have given me a place to 
stay for now and ...""Hold it guy." Damien interrupted. "You know Mom and I 
already had a talk about this, there's no darn 'for now' about it. That room 
next to mine is yours as long as you need it or want it."I just turned and 
stared at Damien and Lee, then I had to giggle. The two of them were the 
antithesis of each other, one tall and thin, the other shorter and as muscular 
as you could get. Even with his shorter height, Lee could have made two of 
Damien and yet Damien was the more forceful. "Okay, so I have a place to stay, 
thanks to Damien and his family." Lee smiled and tapped Damien on his shoulder 
with his fist. "On top of that, I still have my job at the gym, but Dad has my 
car and I ...""Um, sorry to interrupt." Dad smiled. "I talked to Principal 
Taylor this morning and he'd heard about that from Jason, so I took it upon 
myself to call my lawyer and then to call Damien's mother, Jocelyn. Now, since 
my lawyer is Chinese and Jocelyn is involved on a personal level, we made a 
small arrangement. Your car is now parked at Damien's house.""What!" Damien and 
Lee both said at the same time."Mom thought it might take a while." Damien 
added."Well, I did say my lawyer is Chinese." Dad grinned. "I don't know what he 
said, and I don't really want to know either. I do know that he also made 
arrangements for you to get your clothes and things out of your father's house 
sometime.""Wow, thank you Mr Jennings." Lee smiled at Dad. "Yen and Damien 
helped me get a few clothes and things this morning, that's why we were late for 
school, but it would be great if I could get some of my other stuff.""Yen and I 
talked at school today." Susan smiled. "If I'd known you were going to be here, 
I'd have asked her to come over. She and I thought that if your Dad tries to 
keep her from seeing you, you could meet her here once in a while.""Oh you 
people are wonderful." Lee looked almost like he was about to cry. "Thank 
you!""Didn't I tell you." Deirdre crowedEveryone chuckled at her, then Mom 
cleared her throat"Okay everyone, on top of that, we have a little surprise for 
Laura, Susan, and Deirdre." Mom grinned. "This morning I and Frank had a chat 
and he agreed with me. We decided that Laura and Susan each needed a separate 
room more than Penny and the twins did. But we did feel a bit weird about 
putting Penny and the boys in the same room even if they are young, so Frank 
came up with a solution. Since the twins room was quite large, we've put up a 
temporary wall as a divider. We've moved Penny's bed in there and put the twins 
bunk beds up as bunks. Then we swapped the spare bed with Susan's, so she now 
has Penny's old room and Deirdre can sleep in the spare bed in what is now 
Laura's room. We moved all of Penny's things, but Susan and Laura, it's up to 
you to sort out who get's what from your old room and you need to move Susan's 
clothes."I just stared at Mom and Dad, wondering if it was because of what 
happened this morning but it wasn't the right time for me to ask. I couldn't 
have anyway, Susan's squeal about having her own room and her dash across the 
room to hug Mom and then Dad would have interrupted that. Of course I had to 
thank them too, and then Deirdre got in on the act, thanking them for getting 
her off of the floor and teasing both Susan and I about stepping on her. Which 
wasn't really true, we'd just come awfully close a couple of times when we'd 
hopped out of bed.By the time we were all done thanking them, I think Mom and 
Dad were quite happy for us to go upstairs and start to sort out our mess. Dad 
had even run an extension on our phone line so Susan and I each had a phone even 
if we did share the same number. The first thing Susan did was to call Jimmy to 
let him know and to invite him over to help her move her stuff, With the help of 
Jimmy, plus Damien and Lee, it didn't really take that long to get Susan's 
things sorted out and moved, even though Danny, Donny, and Penny had gotten home 
and insisted on 'helping' too.After we got all of Susan's things moved, Damien 
and Lee had to leave, so Deirdre and I walked them out to the car. Since we 
didn't bother to put on any clothes, the guys were holding our bare skin and I 
have to admit that I really liked being kissed and hugged when Damien could 
touch me like that. I suppose part of that was because others could see us and I 
remember wondering if I was just a bit of an exhibitionist.Aunt Rachel stayed 
for supper and although she teased each of us about our guys, she also had a 
compliment about each one too. Penny and the twins were actually quite excited 
about the change in their rooms, which really surprised me until I thought about 
the idea that they just liked change. At their age I probably would have felt 
the same way. "Gosh, does that mean that I'm really growing up?" I wondered, 
then grinned to myself when it realised it did.Later on it felt weird to be 
sitting in 'my' bedroom with just Deirdre there when we were doing our home 
work, I guess I was missing Susan's teasing. I did call Damien and we talked for 
a while, then I passed the phone over and Deirdre and Lee talked too. I actually 
chose that time to go chat with Susan for a bit, just to give Deeds some privacy 
and man that seemed strange, being in 'Susan's' room.Once I was almost ready for 
sleep, I had a quick shower and took the time to shave my puss a little closer 
than before. I found that doing it myself wasn't as difficult as I'd expected it 
to be. Of course I ended up practically sitting on a mirror, but just the 
thought of being nice and smooth for Damien's fingers and tongue made that 
worthwhile. Afterward while I was talking to Deeds, I found that she shaved each 
morning now, right after she showered. Somehow, discussing things with her 
wasn't the same as arguing with Susan though.In fact, going to bed without Susan 
to kid and argue with seemed really wierd and I knew it was going to take some 
getting used to. It actually took a long time for me to get to sleep.End of 
Chapter - to be continued. 

 

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From: "Dark Dreamer" <Nowhere@nohow.com>
Subject: STORY: Her Brothers' Slut! - MM/f, BDSM, INCEST
Date: 14 March 2004 23:16

A young woman develops an interest in kinky sex, but who is she going to 
trust to tie her up and abuse her but her own brothers.


The next day when I saw my brother parking his car I ran upstairs, 
leaving behind a little note, and a ski mask. The note was clear and 
short. It said that he should put on the ski mask, come upstairs, tear 
my clothes off, and rape me.

For the occasion I had on one of my old bras and an old pair of knickers, 
a T-shirt, and a pair of gym shorts I never wore. My heart was pounding 
in my chest as I waited for him to show up.

I stood by my dresser and pretended to be brushing my hair while I 
waited. Every little creak and noise I heard made me gasp and look 
around. He was sure taking his time.

Then the door to my bedroom was flung open, smashing into the wall with 
a bang that startled me and made me scream. I whirled to see Rob wearing 
the ski mask.

He stalked towards me as I stared at him in pretended fear.

"I'm gonna fuck you, bitch," he growled.

I jumped away from him but he grabbed me. I wrestled away and tried to 
crawl under the bed but he caught me by the ankle and dragged me out 
from underneath.

He jumped on top of me, rolling me roughly onto my back. I tried to 
punch at him but he pinned my arms to my sides and pressed his legs 
against them to pin them there as he sat straddling my body and leering 
down at me.

"You sure look like a tight little slut to me," he sneered, his hands 
sliding up my belly and onto my breasts.

"Let me go!" I cried.

"Shut your mouth, slut," he ordered.

He gripped the front of my T-shirt and ripped it open, then grabbed my 
bra and tore it apart, baring my breasts.

I let out a cry of shock as he tore my clothes off, my mind humming with 
sexual desire as he sank his fingers into my soft round flesh. He 
squeezed them hard, then bent and bit down on one of my breasts.

I cried out again, writhing beneath him, but he only laughed.

"I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt, baby," he said.

He shifted his position atop me to get at my lower body, and I rolled 
and kicked out at him, getting him in the stomach. For a moment I was 
free, and tried to get to my feet. He jumped me, his arm going around my 
throat and jerking me back hard against his body.

I gasped, finding it hard to breath as his arm pressed hard against my 
throat. His other hand groped one of my breasts as he bent me backwards.

"Think you can get away from me, you stinking little whore," he growled 
cruelly. "I'm gonna stuff my cock down your mouth and drown you in jism!"

We were on our knees, my body pressed against his. I gurgled helplessly, 
thrilled by his words as he turned and flung me belly down over the edge 
of the bed. His arm jerked away from my throat and he grabbed my shorts 
in both hands, ripping them apart, tearing them right off me.

His hand jammed in between my thighs and squeezed my pussy hard, then he 
ripped my knickers off.

"Ahh, lookit this fur pie," he sneered, gripping my bare mound. "Nice 
soft, cunt meat for the taking!"

He grabbed me by the hair and jerked me back, hard enough that I yelped 
in pain. He flung me on the floor and knelt between my splayed legs, 
undoing his pants and jerking them down.

"Ready for it, bitch?" he growled. "Ready for my bone?"

He pulled out his hard erection and waved it at me, then pressed it 
against my pussy opening. I started to twist away and he grabbed me by 
the throat, forcing me back down flat.

"Don't move, whore, or I'll beat the shit out of you," he hissed.

He gripped my thighs and dragged my bottom a little closer, then let my 
legs drop again and pressed his cock firmly against my moist, warm pussy 
crack. He thrust in hard, then dove atop me. His cock drove deep, and I 
cried out in pain as he crushed me to the floor and buried his cock in 
my quim.

He mashed his lips down hard against mine, his hand seizing a thick hank 
of my hair and jerking my head back as he crushed my breast painfully 
hard with his other hand.

He humped hard and fast, tearing his cock around in my belly as I gasped 
and cried out in dazed pleasure and pain. I tasted blood on my lips as 
his mouth crushed mine. His hips almost bounced against me, his cock 
tearing in and out of my burning fuck opening.

"Fucking whore!" he growled. "Stinking bitch! Take my cock, bitch! Take 
my cock! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Fucking whore! Fucking cheap fuck-hole!"

My insides were burning up, and every time his cock stabbed up into me I 
felt a startling blast of jagged heat. I gasped and grunted and moaned 
as he fucked me hard, hardly able to think as my mind spun under the 
crackling sexual heat pouring through me.

I bucked and shook, my legs bouncing on the floor as he hammered his 
cock down into me with unrestrained violence and energy. He pulled back 
and grabbed the backs of my legs, then jerked my legs up and slammed 
them back against my chest.

He shifted his grip down along my legs to just above my ankles, 
straightening them and slamming them back over my shoulders. I cried out 
as my back ached, as my bottom was pulled into the air. He laughed and 
pounded his hips down against my bottom with furious heat, my bottom 
springing up and down under the hammer blows of his muscular hips.

Fire raced through my mind and I cried out as I came. A shockwave tore 
through me, reverberating back and forth inside my body as I thrashed 
and bucked and my mind spun. The universe turned out and I basked in the 
luscious, glorious pleasure slashing through my body.

Nothing existed by the pleasure and the hard furious pounding of his 
hips against me and his cock inside me.

I slowly came out of it, groaning as my eyes fluttered blearily. My body 
continued to shake under the hard pounding Rob was giving me, and I 
groaned as I tried to focus my eyes on him so - so high above me.

I felt my insides turning over, twisting and roiling in desire and 
burning sensual delight. I could hardly think with the waves of lust 
still washing over me. His cock was just - ramming down my pussy tunnel, 
pistoning in and out and like a jack hammer.

I came again, a long, warbling groan of ecstasy escaping my lips as I 
felt him increase the temp of his movements even more. My head jerked 
spastically, unable to even move because my ankles were jammed against 
the sides.

Then he stopped, groaning, his cock buried in my bubbling stewpot. He 
slowly let his weight off my ankles, letting them rise, letting my 
bottom ease back towards the floor.

He let my legs up and then dropped them on the floor. I lay unmoving, 
groaning weakly. He grabbed my breasts roughly, squeezing them, then he 
gripped my wrists and jerked my hands up together on my belly.

He reached down to his pants, which were around his knees then, and 
pulled out a tie from the pocket. He made me press my hands together 
like I was praying then wrapped the tie around them several times before 
pulling it up between my wrists, to bind them even tighter together. He 
tied off the tie then got to his feet, pulling his pants, shoes, and 
shirt off.

He gripped one of my wrists and jerked me up to my feet then forced me 
back against one of the tall corner posts of my bed. He lifted my hands 
up above me and held me there as he tied the tie off, then stepped back, 
eyes hungry, my body taut, as he looked me up and down.

"I bet I could sell you to a pimp for some pretty good money," he said 
with a sneer. "Hot cunt meat is always worth money."

He cupped my pussy and squeezed it hard enough to make me wince.

"You'd probably even like that, wouldn't you, slut? You'd get to fuck 
ten or twenty guys every night, get to give blow jobs in alleys and let 
bums come in your face."

He walked out of the room for a minute, leaving me standing there, 
struggling weakly, my wrists bound immovably against the post. It felt - 
weird, but exciting, my bare bottom pressed back against the cool, round 
wood, my arms held high above me, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

He came back with a small box in his hand, then set it down on the bed 
behind me.

"Tell me where you hide the money, slut," he demanded.

"No!" I cried.

He squeezed one of my breasts until I gasped in pain.

"Show respect for your betters, slut girl," he growled.

He seized my hard pink nipple and pinched it, pulling it out from my 
body, making my breast pull out in a narrow cone as I winced and 
squirmed in pain.

He let it go, then reached behind me to the box and pulled out - an ice 
cube. I stared at it as he held it in his fingers.

"Where's the money, bitch?"

"Fuck you," I gasped.

He pressed the ice cube against the center of my chest, then slid it 
under my left breast. I gasped and tried to twist away, then kicked out 
at him, knocking him back. He moved in again, pressing his leg against 
mine to pin them back to the bed, then he rolled the ice cube around and 
around my nipple.

He slid it over to my other breast, rolling it all over it. The ice cube 
was melting, and the cold water trickled down my breasts and onto my 
belly. He laughed as I gasped and squirmed, sliding the cube down my 
belly, then up the side of my ribs and under my arm.

"Talk, whore! Tell me where the money is."

"No!"

He slid the cube right down onto my pussy. I gasped and squirmed, trying 
to kick out at him as he forced it through my pussy lips and his fingers 
jammed it up into my pussy tunnel.

"Stop! No! Oohh! Don't! Take it ooout!" I cried.

His fingers pushed up my pussy tunnel to the knuckles, shoving the ice 
cube high inside me.

"Maybe that'll cool your hot little pussy off, tramp," he snickered.

He stepped back and I tried to shake the ice cube out, lifting my feet 
one at a time, dancing in place as the cube shifted slowly inside me.

"Ohhh! It's cooold! It stings!" I whined.

"Tell me where your money is and I'll take it out!"

"Fuck you! Bastard!"

He laughed and got something else from the box. It was a candle. He took 
out a lighter and lit it, then waved it slowly back and forth in front 
of my eyes.

"Ready to change your mind?" he grinned.

"What are you gonna do?" I asked warily.

He put the candle near my nipple and I swallowed nervously.

"Don't you dare burn me," I said.

He tilted the candle and some wax dribbled off and onto my nipple. I 
yelped in pain as the hot drops stung my nipple.

"Ready to be an obedient little whore?"

"Bastard!"

He tilted the candle again and more wax dribbled onto my nipple. It 
hardened almost instantly against the straining pink bud. He shifted the 
candle to my other nipple, and again stung it with wax that quickly 
built up around it. My nipples burned a little, but there wasn't any 
real pain.

He crushed the hard wax, breaking it away from my first nipple, and 
baring it, then dribbled more wax onto it. He blew the candle out, then 
reached into his box and pulled out something else. It was a banana. He 
took out a little jar and rubbed some gooey cream onto the tip and top 
of the banana, then pressed it against my pussy hole.

I gasped as he lifted one of my legs up and jammed the banana into my 
pussy. The creamy stuff was slippery, and he was able to force the thick 
banana halfway up me without much difficulty.

He pumped the banana into me as he held my leg up, leering at me as I 
panted and groaned. He shoved it up deeper, and I groaned as my body 
began to throb with pleasure once again.

"Yeah, lookit the little slut get off on the banana," he sneered.

"S-stop iiit," I groaned.

"I can do anything I want to you, whore," he said. "Anything at all."

He let my leg drop and abruptly turned me around to face the bedpost. He 
slapped my buttocks, making me yelp in pain.

"Talk, bitch. Tell me where the money is," he demanded.

He pulled on my hair, making me cry out, then he slapped my buttocks 
again, then again. The banana was still stuffed deep into my pussy hole 
as his hand cracked against my bottom, and my pussy squeezed and sucked 
on it as the fiery sexual lust built up higher and higher inside me.

Every time he slapped my bottom I jerked forward, and the post mashed up 
between my legs. I groaned and humped against it deliberately, grinding 
my snatch and the banana against the hard wood as Rob slapped my bare 
buns red.

"Wish I had a bull whip," he said. "That'd put you in your place, little 
whore."

I raised one of my legs, curling it around the bedpost as I ground 
myself against it. My pussy burned higher and hotter, and I grunted with 
pleasure each time his hand cracked against my bottom. My pussy was 
throbbing with lust, and my mind was starting to spin out of control.

Rob stopped, then reached above me, untying one end of the tie, then 
pulling my wrists higher still, forcing me up onto my toes. He tied them 
there again, and I tried to curl my leg around the post. Rob jerked it 
down, then he jerked my hair back again.

"Maybe you need more than just a spanking, you whore," he growled.

I didn't know what he meant at first. I was floating on a wave of 
pleasure and wild, dark, thrilling sexual heat.

Then something cracked hard against my bare behind. It wasn't his hand, 
and hit harder. I cried out in genuine pain, twisting my head around to 
see him holding his belt, doubled up in his fist.

He swung it down against my bottom and again I cried out, the pain sharp 
and biting.

"Owwww! Stop it!" I cried.

Again the belt lashed across my buttocks. Again there was a blast of pain.

"OWww! No! Stop! Agghh!" I cried as the belt whipped against my buttocks 
again and again.

I pulled at the ties, but they held fast. I danced and jumped from foot 
to foot, unable to do much because of how tight I was stretched. The 
belt bit into my buttocks, hurling me forward against the post 
repeatedly, mashing the end of the banana into the wood as I cried out 
in pain.

Rob jerked back on my hair, pulling my head way back as he bent over me.

"Is this what you need, slut?" he demanded. "Is this what turns you on?"

His hand gripped my pussy, jerking on the banana, rubbing it against my 
hardened clitty. Steam fairly poured from my pussy, almost as hot now as 
my buttocks. Before, everything had been completely safe, a game that 
was under my control. Now that belief in control had gone and with it a 
sparkling, hot sense of danger, of helplessness.

Rob bit down on my throat and squeezed one of my breasts hard, then drew 
back and slashed the belt across my bottom again.

I cried out in pain and pleasure both, my pussy mashing into the wood as 
the belt hurled my hips forward. The pain was not as raw now. My bottom 
throbbed with heat, and the heat seemed to shield me from the biting 
ache. What would he do?! Anything he wanted! I couldn’t stop him!

Again and again the belt lashed across my buttocks, and now, without 
that sharp pain, I started to concentrate more on my pussy, more on the 
pleasure coursing through my veins.

I raised my leg again, curling it around the post as I mashed my pussy 
and the banana against it. The belt cracked across my buttocks 
repeatedly, and my mind spun as the orgasm roared upwards to explode 
inside my skull.

The orgasm hit as Rob shifted his aim. The belt hit right across my 
shoulders, almost knocking me breathless. The next blow hit the middle 
of my back, then my lower back. I was - it - It was like all my 
fantasies had come to life, like I was really being whipped, and the 
orgasm roared through me like a freight train.

It was more powerful than any I had ever experienced. It rocked me to 
the core of my being, sending my nervous system into meld-down as I 
screamed in pleasure.

I totally lost it, mashing my pussy against the wood with all my 
strength as Rob beat my buttocks and back with the belt.

I trembled and shook, my mind paralysed by the stunning force of the 
climax that was shaking me. It went on and on, a prolonged firestorm of 
sexual gratification that threatened to burn out my nervous system with 
its power.

Never before had I experienced anything like this. The orgasm seemed to 
last forever. I couldn't breath, couldn't think. I quivered like a leaf 
in a windstorm, my left knee drawn back as my pussy bounced and vibrated 
against the post and the belt cracked down on my back and bottom.

Rob stopped, and my orgasm slowly faded. I was almost insensible, my 
mind burned out from lack of air. My face was pressed against the post, 
my eyes closed as I groaned weakly.

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