1 comments/ 14120 views/ 1 favorites Sweet Little Rock and Roller By: Chopper November 1958 Alice Newberry peeked nervously from behind the stage curtain in the Oresville High School Auditorium. She wasn't nervous about singing in the talent show because she had been singing on the radio with her Uncle Jacks country band since she was ten years old. Her Uncle Jack did a live show on KLRK in Little Rock on Saturday mornings from ten to eleven. Damn why had she done what she did the day before? That's why she had that ‘butterflies in her stomach' feeling. Alice spotted the object of her affections sitting in the second row of the center section of the auditorium. Rita Carson, the most popular girl in high school was sitting between her two best friends. Sandra was a curvy beautiful blonde with pale blue eyes. She had been homecoming queen, was captain of the cheerleaders and dated the star quarterback for the Oresville Miners. Alice had a crush on Sandra since the sixth grade. She didn't quite understand her feelings she just knew she badly wanted to kiss and caress Sandra. She and Rita had never been friends. Alice was considered different from all the other girls her age and didn't have any close girl friends. Alice had always been a tomboy and in her early teens could throw a baseball harder and a football further than most of the boys her age. She was the star of the girls' basketball team, leading in scoring and rebounding. Alice had always been taller than most of her classmates and was a late bloomer. She had just turned eighteen and her five foot eleven body had sprouted nice average but pert breasts. She wished her boobs were as big as Rita's best friend Shirley Gaston. Shirley had to be about a 38 DD. Alice was a pretty girl with light brown shoulder length hair with eyes the color of dark chocolate. The curtain was being pulled back and Larry Justice her best friend was the MC. of the senior high talent show. Larry was a rebel and marched to the beat of a different drummer like Alice. She had lost her virginity to him when they were fifteen. Alice knew Larry still loved her and her parents thought they were still going steady but he was just her beard now. He idolized James Dean and had watched every showing of Rebel Without A Cause at the theatre in their small mining community. He loved to read Jack Kerouc and most times would have a paperback copy in his back pocket of one of his books. Larry's father had been killed in action in France following the invasion of Normandy. Larry and his mother, Wanda, lived with her parents in a grand two story home that was built in 1903. Wanda's father was the assistant superintendent of mining operations for Alcoa; the second highest ranking job with the company. Larry was very intelligent but didn't make good grades, just enough to get by to graduate. He wanted to either be a performer of some kind. He loved Steve Allen and maybe a show late at night might be his goal. He also thought about owning his own magazine, one like Playboy. He actually had been in the magazine business already two years earlier. Before school he would go to the company store (everybody still called it that even though it was now privately owned.) He would take his empty zipper notebook and steal movie magazines from the rack and sell them to the girls at school for a dime. He was making some nice pocket change until he was caught. His mother and grandparents were shocked and he was grounded for six weeks and had to make restitution to the store. He wasn't charged with anything and the town residents said it was because of his grandfather's status with Alcoa. Larry wasn't the most popular guy in school, far from it. The truth was that he was extremely shy. His shyness made his classmates think he was stuck up. He was small standing only about five six and maybe weighed a hundred twenty pounds soaking wet. He was so cute though. Brown hair worn like James Dean, beautiful blue eyes that could almost hypnotize a person. Alice heard Larry introduce the first act and walked off stage to stand by her. "Hey good looking did you do what you said you were going to do?" he asked making Alice blush. "Uh…yeah I did. I'm scared now Larry." "Hey be cool. You're not the only lesbian in the world" he told her patting her on the shoulder. "Larry, I don't even know if I am a lesbian. I don't even know what two girls do together." "I do" Larry said laughing thinking of his secret stash of magazines a cousin of his had brought from Europe and given to him. "I wonder if she even found the note." She had slipped the note in Rita's Trig textbook. Knowing a big test was coming up Alice was sure she would find it. "Tell me what it said again?" "I just said I had a really bad crush on her and maybe even loved her and the two songs I'm singing today are dedicated to her." Larry was doing a really doing a good job with his patter between the acts. He was used to entertaining and loved it. He did a three hour show at a small radio station in Bensenville, the county seat about five miles away.. He loved rock and roll just like Alice and loved spinning records and doing dedications. Larry kept the show moving right along until it was Alice's turn as the last act. Girls were not allowed to wear jeans or pants to school but Alice had received permission to wear a pair of men's slacks and a sport coat. The pants were pink with little black arrows down the side. The sport coat was white with a black silk shirt beneath the coat. White buck shoes of course. "Okay all of you cool cats get ready to rock and roll with the Oresville female Elvis…Alice Newberry." Alice strapped on her Gibson J 5 and took the stage amid polite applause. She adjusted the mike and hit the opening notes of One Night With You. She didn't do the Elvis version because he had changed the words of the original. She used the original lyrics of one night of sin like in the Fats Domino version. She found herself bumping and grinding like Elvis but she couldn't help it. She was afraid to look at Rita and kept her eyes closed most of the song and when she did open them she focused on the back of the auditorium. Alice looked like she was fucking the mike stand but was so into the song didn't realize it. She finished the song and was met not with polite applause but a rousing cheer of more, more with wild clapping. She stole a quick glance at Rita and the beauty looked really pissed. She strummed her guitar and did Love Me Tender. She sang it like an angel putting all the feelings she had for Rita in her performance. "Thank you very much" she said trying very much to sound like Elvis and set her eyes on Rita. Her face was red as a lobster and she looked even angrier. She walked off the stage as fast as she could. Larry grabbed her and hugged her tight. "God Alice you are so great. That was cool man." "Thanks. I'd better change for lunch hour." She slipped into the small dressing room and changed back into a tight black skirt with a white sweater and put on her bobby sox and shoes. The school cafeteria was full by the time Alice arrived. She was greeted by snickering and loud laughing coming from Rita Carson's table. She looked for Larry but didn't spot him; he must have gone home for lunch. Finding an empty seat she sat down and all conversation stopped. The table was occupied by several underclassmen. Alice gulped her food down just wanting to get out. Dammit why had Rita told her friends about the note? She had asked her to please not say anything if she wasn't interested. Now it would be all over school and probably all over town. Taking her tray back she headed for the door and out of the lunch room. "Hey" she heard a male voice behind her. She turned slowly and saw Bobby Joe Harrison, Rita's boyfriend. He sauntered up to her with that walk jocks always seem to have. "What cha want?" she asked. "Listen you shit head dyke. Don't be sending Rita any more of your perverted notes and don't go near her either. Understood?" "Screw you Bobby Joe" she said venomously and fled into the cold air outside. Alice took the side door into the old two story brick structure and was met by the principal. "I was coming to look for you Alice. Come with me" he said walking toward his office. O.C. Harper was a big bear of a man with balding hair and it seemed to Alice he was always singling her out for wrong doings. He told her to sit down when they made it to his office. "I guess you're really proud of your performance this morning." His voice was gruff. "Yes sir I am" Alice answered. "Alice it was vulgar and in extremely bad taste; an embarrassment to this "Mr. Harper I don't think…" "I don't care what you think. You're suspended from school as of right now and all of next week. That's really only three days because of the Thanksgiving holiday next week." "But Mr.…" "No arguments Alice. Get your things and leave the grounds immediately. I'm going to call and inform your parents so it will do you no good to hide it from them." "Yes sir. Is that all?" "You may go" he told her. She stood up and had her hand on the door knob when he said one more thing. "I know about the dirty note too Alice." Shit she knew it would be all over town now. Mr. Harper's wife was the biggest gossiper in Oresville. She ran upstairs to her locker with tears streaming down her face. She snatched her precious leather jacket and put it on. The jacket was a prized possession to Alice. Her daddy had bought it for her last Christmas. He had done so over the protests of her strait laced church going mother. She could still hear her mother saying nice girls didn't wear motorcycle jackets. Her daddy had told her mother to be quiet and if Alice wanted a leather jacket then by god she would have one. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned and looked into Larry's blue eyes. "What's wrong Alice" he asked with sincere concern in his voice. "I've been kicked out of school" she sobbed. "Shit what for?" "For my vulgar performance this morning" Alice burst into even more tears. "How long did the old bastard give you?" Larry asked. "From now until after Thanksgiving. Oh Larry my folks are going to ground me forever." Alice was still sobbing. "Let me get my suit and I'll skip this afternoon. We'll do something." Larry had changed from the suit he had worn during the talent show into his usual garb of jeans, white tee shirt and his red nylon jacket like James Dean in Rebel Without A Cause. "No Larry there's no need for you to get in trouble." "Just go to my car and meet me there" Larry spoke in a commanding voice. Alice slinked away and as Larry watched the girl he loved he felt a tap on his shoulder. "All right Hollywood. That was the nickname all the jocks had given him. I've already told your girl friend and now I'm telling you. Tell her to stay away from Rita or I'll have to take it out on you. I'll kick the shit out of you" Bobby Joe Harrison pushed Larry hard up against his locker. "Bobby Joe I know you can beat my ass but by damn you won't come away without a mark." Larry told the bigger boy and walked away leaving by a side door hoping none of the faculty would see him. He saw Alice in his car with her face in her hands still crying. Larry's car was an early graduation present from his grandfather and he looked at the auto and got the same thrill he always had when he saw it. It was a 57 Chevy, black with a white top and had fuel injection. He jumped behind the wheel turned the ignition and his beauty roared to life. God he loved the sound his glass packs made. "What cha want to do?" he asked Alice. "I need to call Ace and let him know we can leave for Memphis when he's ready." Ace was Roger Lee Hendershot the man Alice was seeing. He was arguably the best guitarist in the state, maybe even in the south. He had cut two records for Sam Phillips at Sun records neither of which had been hits. They did get some airplay in Memphis and Arkansas. Larry liked Ace and the only problem he had with him besides the fact he had stolen his girl was that he was twenty three and married. Larry drove to Earl's service station to a pay phone and Alice called the used car lot where Ace worked. "He's going to pick me up at about four at Charlie's Diner" Alice said getting back in the car. "You want to go home and face the music now or later?" Larry asked. "I'm not going home until we get back from Memphis tomorrow night." Alice was supposed to be spending the night with a friend from church who was covering for her. "Let's go to Battleship Lake and talk" Larry said turning up the radio that was set to Hi-Fi KAJI in Little Rock. I Got Stung by Elvis was airing and Alice sang along. "Rock and Roll cures all ills doesn't it? Man you've got the coolest voice Alice". Larry meant it. He drove to a section of town that was known as Pine Haven. The end of World War Two had seen about three thousand people living in army style barracks with fairly nice apartments. At the end of Larry and Alice's sixth grade years Alcoa had ordered all of the occupants they had to vacate. They tore down the barracks so they could mine the area. The company had yet to dig one hole and the end result was a fancy lover's lane or lanes that teenagers from all over the county came to make out. It was a cool place with the roads still paved and lots of room for privacy. Battleship lake was not a lake at all but a bottomless mining pit; one of dozens around Oresville. It got its name because of a rock formation on the far side of the lake that resembled a battleship. Larry stopped the car at the edge of the water leaving the heater on for a few minutes to get the car nice and cozy. Alice changed the radio to KCAT the black station in Little Rock. "It's time for the West Ninth Street Blues Association" she said. Alice loved the blues; a love she had picked up from her daddy Ed. She had sat with him many a night as he played his harmonica and drank from a bottle of Jack Daniels and chain smoked. Her daddy had taught her to play and she was a virtuoso on a harmonica besides her guitar playing. Alice also played the piano well. The two sat silently for several minutes listening to B.B. King, Howlin Wolf, Muddy Waters and other blues songs. "Oh man I can't believe you're going to meet the man who discovered Elvis. That's cool." Larry finally spoke breaking the silence. "Ace said he's real nice…most of the time. Why do they call this show the West Ninth Street Blues Association?" she asked. "The station is on Ninth Street" Larry answered. Alice looked between Larry's legs and could see he had a hard on. She scooted up against him. "How come you're so nice to me? I mean I broke up with you for another guy." "I still love you Alice and you know I do." "Even the way I am, you know liking girls?" "Even the way you are; I still love you" Larry said looking in her eyes. Alice put her lips to his and kissed him deeply and passionately at the same time putting her hand on his cock. They kissed for a long time their tongues seemingly in a duel. Alice found the button of his jeans and undid it pulling down the zipper. She broke away from the kiss as she tried to get his pants down. "Raise up a little" she said. "What are you doing?" he asked lifting his hips off the seat. "Giving you an early Christmas present." She pulled his jockeys down and his cock sprang up like a jack in the box. Alice slid a little ways towards the passenger side so she could get to Larry easier. She wrapped her hand around Larry's thick cock that had been in her pussy so many times. She stroked it a couple of times and then bent her head down and kissed the tip, tasting the pre come. She ran her tongue slowly down the underside and back up again. She heard Larry moan from somewhere deep inside him. Alice licked the cock from the tip down to Larry's balls until it was glistening from her spit. She took him in her mouth a little at a time until she almost had him all in her hot mouth. Larry's eyes had been closed but he opened them when he felt her head start bobbing up and down. "Oh…oh jeez that feels…oh uh…so good" he said in a half moan. He was getting his first blow job. He had seen pictures in his magazines but it was happening to him. This is incredible he thought. Alice's mouth was making loud smacking sounds that turned him on even more. He hadn't had any pussy since the break up and knew he wouldn't last long. Alice knew the signs. He was close to coming, his hips lifting off the seat fucking her mouth hard. Larry made a loud animalistic sound and she felt his hot come in several spurts in her mouth and down her throat. She thought he would never stop but she swallowed it all. Larry fell back in the seat heaving for air. Alice kept his cock in her mouth until she felt it begin to shrink and she released it. "Holy shit Alice where did you learn that?" Larry said still breathing heavily. "Its not important, it felt good didn't it." "Gawd yes." Larry was about to get his breathing under control. Ace taught her he thought. He pulled up his shorts and jeans and fastened them and pulled out a pack of Hit Parade cigarettes from his coat pocket. He offered one to Alice and she took it. Larry pulled his Zippo out and lit their smokes. Alice took a long drag and exhaled sexily. "Larry you know all those magazines you have." "Yeah." "Do any of them show women together?" she asked. "Yeah lots of them do." "Could I borrow some of them when I get back?" "Sure, you know you can" he told her. They talked until it was time to go meet Ace at Charlie's Diner. Ace was already there as they pulled up and got out of his black 51 Mercury. He walked up to Larry's side of the car motioning him to roll the window down. "Hey cat daddy how you doin?" Ace asked. "I'm cool" Larry said a bit nervously after what had just happened. "Git your stuff Alice and lets hit the road." Alice reached in the back seat for a small suitcase and her guitar case. Larry asked if she wanted him to help and she said no. Damn that Ace he didn't offer to carry anything to his trunk. Larry wondered what she saw in Ace. He wasn't all that good looking. His hair was in a greasy ducktail with Elvis like sideburns. He had done some boxing and his nose was crooked as hell. Larry guessed he was about six two. Alice ran back to Larry's car. "If my folks call looking for me just tell them you haven't seen me. And is it okay if I leave those clothes I wore in the talent show in your car?" "Sure. Have fun in Memphis; and Alice. I do love you." "I know" she said and ran to the car and got in with Ace. Larry put the radio back on KAJI as he watched them drive away and listened to Ricky Nelsons I Got A Feeling. Ace checked them into a cheap motel in West Memphis, Arkansas a little after eight Friday night. Alice and Ace had left Oresville with the Mercury containing two cases of beer and two fifths of cheap whiskey. Alice had lost count of how many beers Ace had consumed on the drive. The first thing she noticed when they entered was there was no TV. The room was barely bigger than a large closet and the bathroom was about the size of a closet. God it was a seedy looking room Alice thought not wanting to say it out loud. "I'm going to take a shower while you bring our things in" she told Ace. "Well hurry it up will ya?" "Why do I need to hurry Ace?" she asked already knowing what the answer would be. "I wanna make love to ya" he slurred. "Shit" Alice said entering the bathroom. It looked dirty and gritty and she doubted that two people could occupy it at the same time. Sweet Little Rock and Roller She undressed and turned the shower on waiting for the hot water which never came. She soaped herself all over in lukewarm water that soon turned cold. Alice dried off and wrapped a towel around her and left the drafty bathroom. Ace was lying naked on the bed smoking and drinking another beer. "Come here you li'l sexpot". He said setting down his beer and stubbing his cigarette out. She walked obediently to his side of the bed. "Let ole Ace have a look at cha" he said jerking the towel away. He grabbed her arm and threw over roughly to the bed. "Ouch Ace, be careful you'll bruise my arm." "I'm gonna bruise more than that sweet thang." He twisted her nipple hard and leaned down and kissed her sloppily. Ace smelled and tasted like a brewery. He cupped her pussy and rubbed his hand around a little. "Let's not make love tonight. I've had a hard day and I'm really beat." Ace ignored her and told her to get on her hands and knees and she did as he asked. He was doing something different at least. Usually it was Ace on top and wham bam thank you mam sex and she was never satisfied. She felt Ace fumbling with his dick from behind and trying to run it up and down her slit. Alice didn't want to make love in the first place and she wasn't ready for sex when she felt him ram his cock into her. "Ow Ace that hurts" she cried out. "Shut up bitch" he said and was already huffing and puffing as he fucked her dry pussy hard. It hurt like hell and she put her head on the bed and thought about Sandra Carson. What would it be like to kiss her and touch the girl Alice thought of as a goddess? Thinking of Sandra helped some as she felt herself getting wetter. She kept on mind on Sandra and was beginning to feel pretty good. Ace made a guttural sound and Alice felt him come inside her. He hadn't even put on a rubber. "I've gotta get some sleep." Ace pulled out of her and rolled over. He was sound asleep in less than a minute. Alice buried her face in the flat pillow on the lousy bed and cried her eyes out. Her day had been a disaster all the way around. It was against her better judgment to send that note to Sandra. How was she going to face everyone when she went back to school? She lay there sexually unsatisfied and her pussy sore. She wanted a woman so badly at that very moment she could barely stand it. She thought about Sandra and cried herself to sleep. Alice woke up disoriented and didn't know where she was at first. Then all of the events of the day and night before came back to her. "Ace" she called but got no response and wondered where the hell he could be. She touched her vagina and it was pretty sore. She looked around the room for a clock but the tawdry room was absent of one and she never wore a watch. She stood in the middle of the room nude debating whether to take a shower in the lukewarm water and thinking how much she wanted a real hot shower. She then heard the low sexy growl of Aces' Mercury pull up in front of the room. He strode in carrying a paper sack and set in down on the bed. He pulled her to him and began fondling her pussy. "Don't Ace. I'm sore down there from last night" she said. "Your loss" he shot back and started pulling things out of the sack; A bottle of vodka, tomato juice, worchestire sauce and a tin of aspirin. He made a Bloody Mary with a big shot of the vodka. "Don't start drinking so early you have to play tonight at the American Legion hall." "Don't get bitchy with me I've got a wife to do that" he said with anger. "Couldn't you have brought me some coffee and donuts or something" she almost whined. "Look get your naked ass dressed so we can get going. Do it now, we'll get some coffee at Sun Records." Alice put on jeans, a man's white dress shirt and her leather jacket and motorcycle boots. Alice had never been to Memphis and was astounded at the size of the bridge that took them over the Mississippi River. Ace steered the car into Memphis and Alice could feel the electricity of the city flowing through her body. She could feel the blues and soul of rock and roll. Crazy man crazy she thought. There had been little conversation on the way to Sun Records between the two. Ace parked in front of a small building at 706 Union Avenue. "Is this it" Alice asked. "Yep, Sun Records the place where your idol Elvis recorded" Ace said sarcastically. Ace was so jealous of Elvis. Ace walked in the studio not even bothering to hold the door open for her. She saw two guys sitting and talking and she recognized Sam Phillips behind a desk talking to someone on the telephone. Alice took her own tour of the studio while Ace talked to the two cats in the studio. She couldn't believe all of the great songs by Elvis, Jerry Lee Lewis, Johnny Cash and Carl Perkins came out of this small unimpressive place. There were three messy desks scattered around and musical instruments propped up against the walls and a piano and a drum set. She had her back to Ace looking at some pictures on the wall when she heard Mr. Phillips. "Roger Lee Hendershot how are you son?" She had never heard him called anything but Ace. "Fine Mr. Phillips but I need to talk about my future." Ace said. Alice joined Ace and Mr. Phillips. "Ace I saw a restaurant next door and I'm going to get some coffee and breakfast." "Why don't we all go? I could use a good cup of coffee too, Sam said looking at Alice. And just who are you young lady?" "I'm sorry Mister Phillips this is Alice Newberry" Ace jumped in the conversation like he didn't want Alice to speak. Sam Phillips shook her hand and said it was nice to meet her. Alice had breakfast and finally a good cup of coffee that she was desperate for. The coffee perked her up immediately. Ace was still drinking a Bloody Mary out of a paper cup. "Mr. Phillips I don't think you put enough promotion effort in the two records of mine you released. We've talked about a contract but I don't have one. You don't have a star right now because I heard you were losing Johnny and Carl to Columbia Records. Jerry Lee's career has turned to shit since he married that little girl. I think you should sign me to a contract and promote me as your next star and don't waste anymore time on Jerry Lee." Sam was silent for a few minutes before speaking. "What's in your cup Roger Lee" he asked. "Bloody Mary, you know a little hair of the dog so they say." "I'll be honest with you son. First of all I like a drink just as much as anybody; but I've never seen you not drinking. You're well on your way to becoming an alcoholic." "No Mr. Phillips I just had a few too many beers last night. I needed a little pick me up this morning." Sam turned his penetrating eyes on Alice. "Does he drink too much Miss Newberry?" he asked. Alice knew instinctively that this man would know if she was lying. "Way too much Mr. Phillips" she answered. "Second of all Roger Lee I think you're among the best guitarists I've ever heard. Move to Memphis and I could sure use you as a session musician. Your voice though is just average and that band of yours; below average." Ace was hurt by Sam's comments and took a big swig of his drink finishing it off. I've written an instrumental for the band. Would you listen to it while I'm here?" Ace was almost pleading. "Son you know I'll listen to anything. Are you through young lady?" Alice said yes but wanted a coffee to go. "Go out to the car and get our guitars" Ace told Alice. "Damn Roger Lee can't you be a gentleman. You go get them." Sam sounded irritated. Ace went to the car and Sam asked Alice if she was a singer. "Yes sir, Mr. Phillips. I want to make hit records." And make love to a woman she thought. Ace returned with their instruments. They trooped back into the studio and Sam put reel to reel tape on his machines. He turned them both on. "Does this song have a title Roger Lee?" "Yes sir, I call it No Stopping" Ace replied. "Let her rip then." Ace strapped on his Fender Telecaster and he let her rip. Alice thought it was great song and was surprised Ace hadn't played it for her. Ace would stop if he didn't like something and start all over again and Sam would say keep on pickin. Thirty minutes passed and Sam said that was enough and turned off the tape recorders. "Roger Lee with the right back up band you might have a hit there. Now I want to hear Alice sing." She took her Gibson out of its case and tuned it until Sam asked if she were ready. She told him yes and he turned the tape recorders back on. "You're going to record me?" she asked. "Young lady I record everybody that walks through that front door. You never know who you might discover" he said with a laugh. "Let's do Mystery Train Ace. Back me up would you?" She launched into the song and put everything she had into it never having to stop. She finished and Sam asked for something different. "Do you have a harmonica I could use?" she asked. Sam went to his desk and came back with one. Alice did two Howlin Wolf blues songs with just her guitar and the French harp. Baby Ride With Me and How Many More Years. Sam had her do two takes of each song. "Now how about something country, you know something?" Sam asked. She told him yes and sang her favorite country song of all time Faded Love. Sam had her do three takes on that one. Sam rewound the tape after her third take to the beginning of her session. Alice was amazed at how good it sounded with the famous Sun echo and the slap back sound he got from the second tape recorder. They listened to all the songs and Sam switched off the tape machines and walked up to Alice. "I can sell your sound young lady. How old are you?" "Eighteen" she answered. "Do you have any original material?" "No sir Mr. Phillips I don't." "Roger Lee why don't you write her a song, or write one yourself Alice and come back to see me." "Do you mean that" she asked feeling like she was dreaming. "I don't kid around young lady. Come back with some new songs and I think we can do some business together. " "Aren't you goin to play back my stuff" Ace asked. "I'll do it later Roger Lee. I've got to run right now." Alice could tell Ace wasn't happy. "We need to get going too Ace, you've got to play a dance tonight." "Alice before you go I want you to have something." Sam said picking up the harmonica. "What is it?" She asked. "This harmonica was used by Howlin Wolf on some of his sessions here years ago. I want you to have it and when you look at it I don't want you to see just a harmonica. I want you to see the soul that poured into this instrument by Howlin Wolf. I think you have the feel for the blues and think about that when you look at or use this harmonica." "Gosh Mr. Phillips I don't know what to say." Alice was dumbfounded. "Thanks is enough." "Thanks Mr. Phillips. I'll cherish it forever." Alice heard Ace sigh loudly when she said that. She assured him she would come back with some original material and the famous man was gone in a flash. Leaving Memphis Ace said he wanted her to drive after they crossed the bridge. "Aren't you excited for me Ace? Mr. Phillips really liked my singing." "Oh hell yes you're going to be the female Elvis. I wouldn't start spending royalty money yet if I were you." Why is he so pissed off she wondered. Ace pulled to the side of the road after crossing the bridge and he climbed in the back seat with a bottle of whiskey. "Ace don't drink anymore today." "Just shut up and drive" he yelled at her. Alice pulled into Oresville and it was nearly seven PM. She shouted for Ace to wake up. The drive from Memphis had been a quiet one with Ace sleeping for a while, Occasionally raising and taking a drink from his whiskey bottle and falling asleep again. Alice pulled up in front of her house on Pine Street. "I thought you were going with me tonight to the dance" Ace said. "I can't Ace. I really need to talk to my dad" she said. "Well you bitch; I was going to let you sing." Aces voice crackled with anger. "Some other time Ace" "There might not be another time Alice." She didn't care at this point as she opened the trunk and pulled her guitar and overnight bag out of the trunk. She walked away without a word and heard the squeal of tires as Ace gunned the car leaving a two long line of rubber on the street. Alice could hear a sad blues song coming from the living room from her daddy's harmonica. She opened the front door and stepped in. There was her father in his favorite easy chair playing a mournful blues tune. The ever present bottle of Jack Daniels was on the end table and a Lucky Strike burning in the ash tray. He stopped playing when he saw his daughter. "Hi daddy" she said ready to burst into tears. Her father didn't say anything as he stood and embraced Alice. "I've been so worried about my little girl" he said holding her tight. "I'm sorry daddy. Where's mama?" "She's taken to bed with one of her sick headaches. I'll go see if she wants to see you." Alice watched her father leave the room. Ed Newberry was a good looking man she thought. His best feature his wavy black hair. Ed Newberry returned to the living room alone. "She's glad you're safe but she doesn't want to see you sweetheart." He sat back down. Alice crawled onto his lap and put her arms around him. "I'm different from the other girls at school daddy." This time she couldn't hold back the tears. "I know baby, you take after me." "No daddy you don't understand. I like girls, I mean I really like girls." "I do understand Alice, everybody in this town knows now. But listen to your daddy. I love you so very much and I always will no matter how you choose to live your life." The words from her daddy made Alice break down completely sobbing into her daddies' chest. Alice cried for a good five minutes before regaining her composure. "I love you daddy" she said wiping tears from her eyes. "Your mother now is a different story. You know her church going ways and such…she wants you out of the house." "No daddy" Alice couldn't believe it. "Your Uncle Jack said you could stay with him. That might be best for a little while. Pack up a few things and I'll take you to Bensenville." There was so much sorrow in his voice. She told him she needed to make a phone call first crossing her fingers hoping Larry was at home. He was and said he would come pick her up in a few minutes. She told her daddy and he said fine. He knew everything else so she told him about her day in Memphis and how excited she was. Her daddy was pleased at her happiness but warned her against seeing a married man. Alice heard the distinctive sound of Larry's car. She was saying a tearful good bye to her daddy when Larry knocked. She didn't know he was coming in but was glad so he could help her carry things. She had three suitcases along with her guitar. They loaded everything in the back seat and as they left she looked back at her house and wondered if she would ever go back. She brought Larry up to date about everything since she had seen him last. "How was your show today?" she asked. "Great. I had a shitload of calls for requests and dedications. I had a call from Shirley Gaston too." "What did she want?" Alice asked. "She wants to talk to you as soon as possible" Larry told her. "Umm wonder why?" "I don't know but she was at Teen Town earlier. You want to see if she's still there?" Larry asked. "Yeah man I'm curious." Alice said thinking about the big breasted girl. Teen Town had been formed by some of the communities leading citizens to keep the teenagers from running around in their cars and parking in Pine Haven and just getting into mischief. It wasn't a big success although a few teens would show up on Saturday night. The group was mostly made up of kids who didn't have cars. Teen Town was held in the Oresville Community Hall located right across the street from Larry's house. The huge antebellum structure looked like something from Gone With The Wind on the outside with large white columns in front. The building had been completed in 1926 and the first floor had once served as the gymnasium until the new gym was built in 1950. The second floor was used by the Masonic Lodge. The old gym floor was a great place for dancing to the music from the jukebox. Larry and Alice signed in and the old crone that was the chaperone for the night looked at Alice with disgust. There were only a handful of teens there and no one was dancing. Alice saw Shirley sitting alone near the jukebox. Alice took a deep breath, stuck her hands in her leather jacket and strode across the floor listening to the beat of Sweet Little Sixteen. "Larry said you wanted to talk to me Shirley." "Yes…I do…let's go outside to the porch." Alice shrugged her shoulders and said okay. She let Shirley lead the way watching her ass swing in a tight fitting red skirt. Shirley told the old crone they were going to the front porch for fresh air and not checking out. The old bitch again gave Alice the evil eye. Alice leaned against one of the columns on the porch and lit up a cigarette. "So what is it Shirley?" "I owe you a big apology Alice. I made fun of you yesterday but I was just going along with the others. You see…I like…girls too." Alice was speechless. Was Shirley trying to make out with her or was it just a trick. "I don't know whether to believe you or not" she told Shirley. Shirley leaned in and kissed her tentatively at first nibbling a little at Alice's lips. Alice was overcome with passion and placed her hand behind Shirley's raven hair and French kissed her hard. Their tongues were doing an erotic dance and Alice heard a low moan and realized it came from her. The kiss seemed endless and Shirley came up for air. "Now do you believe me?" Shirley said breathing heavily. "I… think so." "My folks are gone for the weekend. Let's go to my house before we get caught." Shirley put her hands on each side of Alice's face and kissed her on the forehead. "Where's your brother" Alice asked. "He's hunting. He'll be gone all weekend too." "Okay let's go." Shirley checked them out and told Larry that Alice was spending the night with her. Alice called her Uncle Jack and told him she was spending the night with a friend and would see him Sunday. Shirley's house was just three doors down from the community hall and they walked in silence holding hands. Shirley unlocked the door and led Alice to the bedroom. Her room was a lot nicer than Alice's. The room was dominated by a large bed covered in throw pillows. Alice was shaking all over with anticipation. "I've never kissed a girl before" Shirley said. "Me neither, till now" Alice told her. "What do we do now Alice?" "I want to see you naked. Take your clothes off." "Okay you too though." "Of course" Alice responded. She was naked in a flash so she could watch Shirley, now down to her bra and panties. Shirley unhooked her bra and her massive tits spilled out taking the breath away from Alice. She slowly pulled her panties down revealing her dark bush. "God you're beautiful Shirley." Alice turned on a bedside lamp and turned the overhead light out. "Can't we do it in the dark" Shirley sounded scared. "No I want to look at you." Alice lay Shirley down on the bed and got on top. She could feel their breasts mashed together. Alice kissed Shirley's eyelids, the tip of her nose and then touched her sweet lips with her own. Shirley opened her mouth and Alice slipped her tongue in exploring like her tongue was in a deep dark cave. Sweet Little Rock and Roller My God Alice thought it's so different from kissing a boy. The softness of Shirley's lips and the feel of her naked body. Shirley's hands were rubbing up and down Alice's back as the kiss seemed endless. Alice rolled them over to their sides so she could touch Shirley's pussy. Alice wished she had six hands, she wanted to touch everything at once; tits, pussy, ass. Alice broke the kiss and fastened her lips on one of Shirley's breasts. Sucking, licking biting and at the same time getting her hand between them to touch Shirley's pussy. She was surprised at how wet and hot it felt. Her pubic hair even felt soaked. Shirley hips were thrusting to meet Alice's hand as Alice continued to suck on the magnificent tits that Shirley possessed. Alice's body was shivering like she was cold she was so excited. Her heart was racing a mile a minute. "Oh…Alice that feeeeeeels so good" Shirley breathed the words in Alice's ear. "Ummm" Alice couldn't talk with her mouth full of tit. She pushed Shirley until she was flat on her back and released her tit. "Oh jeeze your tits are beautiful" Alice said putting her face in them and licking one and then the other. Alice ran her finger up and down Shirley's slit and back up to her clit which was as hard as a pebble. Shirley hips jerked like she had hit with an electrical charge. Alice's own pussy was ablaze like a roaring forest fire out of control. She licked Shirley from her tits down across her rounded tummy pausing to blow her hot breath on her pussy. This brought a long wail from Shirley. Alice had been afraid she wouldn't know how to please another woman but it felt as if she had done this a thousand times. Alice placed herself between Shirley's legs and spread her cunt and gazed at the bright pink mesmerized. She placed her hands under Shirley's ass and kissed her swollen outer lips. Shirley's exuberance had her undulating so much Alice felt like she was holding down a crazed animal. Shirley was loud with yelps of physical joy and pleasure. Alice dipped her tongue in the love hole and was delighted at the silky feel and the scent of Shirley. She licked and rubbed her face in Shirley and was covered with the sweet love juices flowing out of her new lover. She plunged her tongue in and fucked Shirley hard. "Oh…make me come Alice…make me come." Shirley was frantic. Alice replaced her tongue with two fingers and moved her mouth to Shirley's clit. Alice teased around the clit until Shirley grabbed her hair and forced her to her clit. She sucked the clit with the same rhythm as her fingers were slamming in and out of Shirley's pussy. "Harder…harder" Shirley screamed her sounds of ecstasy echoing off the walls. Alice rammed her fingers so fast they were a blur and sucked harder on Shirley's clit. Alice felt Shirley's pussy sucking at her fingers each time she withdrew them. "Alice oh Alice I'm coming…oh fuck yes…yes…yes…ohhhhhhhhh…yes" Alice felt Shirley's body tense up with the final yes and felt hot juices on her fingers. She was watching Shirley's face as she came and saw the pleasure contorting her face making her look like she was in pain. The girls labored breathing sounds filled the room along with the aroma of sex. Alice kissed her way back to Shirley's face and kissed her letting her taste her own juices. Alice was still on fire and didn't know if Shirley would reciprocate. She rolled on her back and put three fingers in her saturated cunt and placing her thumb on her clit. She was so close that she came in seconds her body almost flying off the bed. The orgasm was the strongest Alice had ever enjoyed. Alice rolled over a pulled Shirley into her arms and began weeping. "What's the matter Alice?" "I'm just so happy and sad at the same time. What we just did was incredible; something I believe I‘ve been waiting for all my life. How can something that feels so right people think is so wrong? Was it what you expected?" She asked Shirley. "I didn't know what to except…it was just so incredible Alice." "Are you sure your parents won't be home till late tomorrow?" "I'm sure." Shirley was lying on her back and Alice threw her leg between her legs with her thigh resting against Shirley's wet pussy. She planted soft kisses over her face and nuzzled in her neck. Shirley said "I'm sorry but I think you had better leave now. I don't want anybody seeing you leave in the morning." Alice felt a slight pang of hurt but understood. She got out of bed and began putting her clothes back on. Shirley pulled the covers all the way up to her chin like she was ashamed to be seen. "You know I can't go home and I don't have any way to go anywhere." Shirley didn't respond. "Well I guess I'll see you around" she told her pulling her leather jacket on. Shirley didn't look her as she said "Please don't tell anyone. You won't will you" "Of course not. I'm not going to get you in trouble too. Well I guess I'll see you around." "Yeah sure". Alice let herself out and stood for a minute wondering why Shirley had sounded upset. She walked towards Larry's house knowing he wouldn't be home this early on a Saturday night. Her emotions were running wild up and down like the worlds biggest roller coaster. Maybe she was a pervert, but her sex with Shirley had left her breathless with a natural high. She could still taste the juices wondering what to do. All of her things were in Larry's car; she didn't have any money and no wheels. She stopped in front of Larry's house and it appeared everyone had gone to bed leaving the big front porch light on. She needed to talk to Larry, desperately so she snuck onto the porch and laid down on the porch swing. She would wait till Larry got home. The swing wasn't long enough for her to stretch out and get comfortable but she didn't intend to sleep.