Changing
Time
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By Chris Warner
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Part 1: Christchurch
Rose and Tim were in
their last year of high school when they moved to New Zealand. Their mother had
died when they were 9, and their father, an officer in the US Air Force, could
not deal with the idea of raising twins on his own. Because he had various
posting in all parts of the world, he arranged for them to attend boarding
school in San Diego where their elderly grandmother could provide some input
into their lives.
Finally, age and
promotions saw an end to their father�s days as a pilot, and he was offered a
senior role at the Operation Deep Freeze base in Christchurch, New Zealand.
This posting finally provided an opportunity to live in a normal suburban home
in a peaceful Western country. Secure in the knowledge that his children were
mature and level-headed and sufficiently self-sufficient to look after
themselves when he was busy at work, he wasted no time in arranging for them to
join him.
Rose and Tim were both
smart and successful. Tim was the quiet one who poured most of his energies into
his studies with extraordinary academic success. His only other interest was
basketball. While he lacked any particular talent or height (he was five foot
ten), hours of practice had honed his skills and provided a clear head for
strategy. Rose was the more social of the twins. Academic and sporting success
came easily to her, and left her with plenty of spare time and energy to enjoy
a full social life. She was full of confidence � something her brother lacked.
He certainly had no confidence around girls. As is often the case with close
siblings, Rose looked out for her brother and tried to encourage him. She even
set him up on a few dates, which were invariably awkward affairs.
One of the first things
that Rose did when they settled in their new home was to push Tim to join the
high school basketball team. Basketball is a relatively minor sport in New
Zealand compared to the dominant position of rugby. The school basketball team
had a low profile in comparison, and Tim�s skills would certainly guarantee him
a place in the starting five.
Rose�s own sporting
interests, however, hit a major roadblock. The dominant female sport at school
was netball. While similar to basketball, Rose considered it a very poor
substitute. She could not muster any enthusiasm for the game. While some of the
high schools in the city had girls� basketball teams, the somewhat small high
school that Rose and Tim attended did not offer basketball as an option for
girls. This injustice brought out the fighting spirit in Rose. She pushed the
issue among the staff and students, and did manage to recruit sufficient
numbers to make a team viable. However, as there was no staff member able to be
their coach, the idea was squashed.
The major turning point
in Tim�s social life came as a result of a serious knee injury which ended his
basketball hopes for the season. The injury left Tim distraught, and he
retreated into his academic studies. Rose became very concerned for him as he
became increasingly withdrawn. Then she hit upon an idea that would meet both
their needs. She approached Mrs Milligan, an older
economics teacher at school, with a proposal for a girls� basketball team. If Mrs Milligan agreed to supervise the team, Rose promised
that she would persuade Tim to provide the coaching.
Rose�s charm worked as
well as she had hoped with Mrs Milligan, and an
agreement was quickly obtained. Now she had to convince Tim, which proved to be
far more difficult. The idea of coaching a team of girls his own age was
mortifying. However, once Rose had an idea in her head, there was no way of
denying her. The basketball team had its supervisor and coach, and assembled
for its first practice.
Rose�s success in
creating the team, and her general air of carefree, confident American-ness,
had provided a polarising effect in the school, which
followed through to the composition of the squad that assembled. The defection
of Lucy, the goal attack from the top netball team, had caused a great deal of
rumblings within the conservative factions of the school. While an excellent
netball player, Lucy was a huge basketball fan who jumped at the chance to
play. The netball team was smarting at the loss of such a key player.
Another huge shock to
the establishment was Cassandra, the school�s Head Girl. An academic,
responsible and straight-laced girl, she was desperate to break the mould of being the proper girl everyone had always expected
her to be. She was keen to re-establish herself as Cassie, a person who didn�t
need to live up to everybody else�s expectations.
Cindy, a shy American
girl who was also the daughter of an Operation Deep Freeze officer, was keen to
be included in the team. She had been struggling to make friends during her
time in New Zealand, and was keen to be taken under Rose�s wing.
Another recruit was
Katrina, a girl who had recently grown to six foot one and was struggling to
cope with how conspicuous she felt everywhere she went. Rose sat beside her in maths, and the two had clicked instantly. Rose�s invitation
to join the basketball team seemed as much about friendship than a simple
comment on her tallness, and Katrina found herself accepting the invitation.
The remaining three
players were Anna, Heather and Suzanne. All were netballers who were
disappointed to miss out on places in the top netball team.
The key thing that
brought the team together was the influence of Rose. Whatever their
circumstances, Rose represented an opportunity to broaden their life
experience. Being students at a conservative school in a conservative part of
the city, the majority were approaching the end of their high school years with
regrets that their teenage years were passing them by.
Mrs Milligan was wise
enough to appoint Cassie as the official team captain, a decision that went a
long way to pacifying the senior staff members. However, there was no doubt
that Rose was the real leader of the team. She was universally popular amongst
all members of the team, and was the main motivator and encourager.
At first Tim was
popular with the team simply because he was Rose�s brother. His shyness and
determination to sink into the background even during coaching sessions was
unlikely to attract positive attention. However, within a few practices he was
popular in his own right due to his good humour and
his compliments and encouragement of others. His shyness became endearing, and
all the team were keen to draw him out of his shell.
At home, Rose
frequently talked basketball with her brother. More than just skills and
strategy, she also engaged him in banter about the individual players under his
guidance. He would steadfastly refuse to believe that any of this group of
pretty girls could be at all interested in being his girlfriend. Rose began to
despair, and started concocting plans to break down the barriers that Tim
erected around himself.
Mrs Milligan only
occasionally attended the pre-season practices. Once the competitive games
started she was happy to help out with transport and cheer from the sidelines,
but didn�t feel the need to attend the practices as well. In her mind the team
and its coach were all lovely kids. She certainly figured there was nothing
about their innocent teenage coach to lead the girls astray. Rose had other
ideas.
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The team�s practices in
the school gym were only an hour long, sandwiched between the boys� volleyball
and the boys� basketball practices. Since most of the team were competent
netball players, team discussions of strategy were just as important as
practice on the court, so the team got in the habit of meeting together in the
changing room both before and after the practice. Tim would nervously knock on
the door and wait patiently for the all clear before going in. Although he
tried to appear nonchalant, his very entry to the room was exciting � the
girls, the casually strewn about clothes and bags, the smells of sweat,
deodorant and perfume, the steam from the showers, all of it invariably set his
heart racing and made him stumble self-consciously over his words.
As Tim knocked on the
changing room door before the third practice, Rose quickly scanned the room and
made an impulsive decision. �Come in� she called, and Tim did just that. Rose
herself had only her shorts and sports bra on, but that didn�t concern her with
her brother coming in. A number of her teammates were less covered, and there
was a chorus of screams and yells and diving for cover as Tim came through the
door. The first person Tim saw was Heather, walking back from the toilet stalls
in a skimpy bra and panty set. She had a fair distance to cover before she
could escape his eyes. As his eyes involuntarily followed her retreating
bottom, he became aware of others in similar states. Cindy and Suzanne were
topless, and he saw glimpses of their breasts as they grabbed clothes or towels
to hold in front of themselves. Competing with this was the sight of Katrina�s
bottom in just a thong as she struggled to quickly pull on her shorts.
Time seemed to stand
still for Tim as confusion, excitement and embarrassment competed with each
other in his brain. Eventually he regained his senses enough to hurriedly
retreat from the room. From outside he heard a chorus of squeals, giggles and
protests, all directed at Rose. The only one who was genuinely angry was
Suzanne, but even she softened at the sight of Tim�s acute embarrassment when
he was finally allowed in. He was mostly welcomed by a sea of knowing smiles
and giggles, which seemed to increase the more he stammered and turned red.
Most also recognised another element of his
discomfort as he held his school bag in front of his waist like a shield. A few
of the more confident ones indulged in a bit a light-hearted teasing.
From that point
onwards, a change started coming over the team. Their practice in the gym was
their best yet, and team spirit was higher than ever. Tim slowly got over his
embarrassment and became more animated and talkative. Following their allotted
hour on court, Tim found himself swept out of the gym with the team and into
the female dressing room, where their discussion continued for some time.
While they chatted on
about the strengths and weaknesses of a zone defence,
Rose took things to another level as she calmly stripping off her shorts and
singlet, grabbed a towel, and sauntered off round the corner to the showers in
just her underwear. She returned naked a short time later, and lazily pulled on
her clothes. Tim was so engrossed in his discussion that his sister�s actions
barely registered. However, the rest of the girls couldn�t help but be amazed
at what they were seeing. They seemed to be looking to each other to see what
to do next. No one made any remark out loud about Rose�s actions.
As it happened, Cindy
and Katrina were the next to act. Both were far too self-conscious to do
anything as daring. However, there was also an unspoken agreement that Tim
wouldn�t be asked to leave. Both grabbed their towels and clothes and drifted
off to the showers. From where Tim was standing, he would have to cross to the
other side of the room to see into the shower area, and neither Cindy nor
Katrina considered this to be at all likely.
One by one the rest of
the team followed suit, heading off to the showers in their basketball uniform
and returning fully dressed in their street clothes. Cassie was the last to
move, indecision written all over her face. All of a sudden she made a move.
Trying to look casual, but in reality trembling, she clumsily pulled off her
singlet and shorts and headed to the showers in her rather modest sports bra
and panties.
As Tim happily
continued his basketball discussion, it had slowly dawned on him what had been
going on around him. He had grown aware of the showers being used, and the
increasing numbers of girls reappearing in different clothes and going about
the process of doing hair, packing their bags, and so on. He desperately tried
to act normally, afraid that the spell would be broken at any moment.
His composure didn�t
survive Cassie�s actions. He stopped talking mid-sentence as his brain went
into overload. Cassie noticed the effect as she walked away from him towards
the showers, and she couldn�t help feeling excited and pleased by the effect
she had had on him.
Tim tried valiantly to
carry on as normal, but he couldn�t help making furtive glances towards the
showers to see what would happen next. Cassie had only taken a towel with her,
and Tim was dying with suspense to see what she would do next. Not
surprisingly, on this occasion his wildest dreams were not to be realised. Cassie�s bravery didn�t last, and she reappeared
with her towel tightly wrapped around her to retrieve her clothes before
retreating from sight again. She was mostly staring steadily at the floor, but
just once she looked in Tim�s direction and fleetingly met his eye. He saw a
shy smile flit across her face before she hurried away.
From that day onwards,
it seemed that everyone was conspiring together to make Tim�s presence in their
locker room seem as normal as possible. The following week Tim was invited into
their room before the practice to settle an argument about substitution rules,
only to discover that none of the girls had started getting changed. There was
no denying the tension in the air, as each of the girls tried to decide how
daring they would be. Rose couldn�t help smiling to herself as she watched her
brother and her teammates talking nervously to each other. Most of the girls
had taken off their footwear, and a few were nervously fingering various items
of clothing. She could see the anticipation in her brother�s demeanour as he would quickly glance around the room before
determinedly fixing his gaze on the eyes of whichever girl he was talking to.
It wasn�t just that
Rose didn�t see any need to hide her body from her closest relative and friend.
It was also with a purposeful decision to push things along for the sake of her
brother that she began to get changed in the middle of the room. The tension
amongst the girls increased yet again. From where Tim was standing now, the
only girls in his direct line of vision were Rose, Cindy and Anna. The
remaining girls were behind him. Again it was Cassie who found unexpected
reserves of daring. Standing immediately behind Tim, she started to peel off
her clothes.
Peripheral vision is
both a wonderful and a tantalising thing. Tim could
hear the rustle of clothing and the sounds of zips, buckles and bra straps. Out
of the corners of his eyes he could see vague bits of bodies, and various items
of clothing appearing on the benches and floor. Again he had the overwhelming
fear that the slightest move would break the spell. He fixed his eyes rigidly
on Cindy and Anna in front of him (neither of whom had moved) and tried without
success to speak normally. A blush crept over his face.
The tension was broken
by Anna, who was struggling to keep a straight face. She burst out laughing,
which was quickly joined in by all the other girls. Tim�s impersonation of a
statue was both hilarious and adorable. As the girls behind him changed, they
then wandered in front of him, as if showing off the fact that they were now in
their playing gear. Cassie then cheekily reminded Cindy and Anna that they
still needed to get changed, to a chorus of giggles from the rest of the group.
Not surprisingly, they snuck round the corner to change.
Throughout that
afternoon�s practice, Tim couldn�t help dwelling on how his life was changing.
A few weeks ago, his sister was the only girl in the world that he could really
be comfortable with. Now there were another seven girls who he was laughing and
bantering with. They were starting to touch him as well. Suzanne bumped into him
catching a wild pass. Lucy steadied her balance with a hand on his shoulder as
she examined a non-existent scratch on her knee. Cassie�s hand held his elbow
as she caught his attention to ask a question. He could tell that in many ways
they were similar to him, overcoming their own nervousness, feeding on the
encouragement of his sister.
Tim decided to try his
luck at the end of the practice and accompanied the team into their changing
room without waiting for an invitation. Once inside, however, he nearly
panicked because he wasn�t actually talking with anyone and he quickly realised he had no good reason to be there. There was an
awkward lull in the conversation. Rose quickly came to her senses and headed
over to rescue him with some question or other, but to her pleasant surprise
Cassie beat her to it. As Cassandra, the responsible head girl of the school,
she was used to playing hostess and getting over awkward situations. And as
Cassie, the young woman determined to do her own thing, she was delighting in
the naughtiness of having Tim in the girls� changing room. Even more than that,
she knew she was starting to develop feelings for him. She boldly stepped up to
him and asked him his opinion on various bands she liked.
There is something
about sports underwear that makes it slightly less personal. Still, as Tim
stood there talking with Cassie, he was still taken aback as he saw all the
other girls strip down to their underwear before grabbing their towels and
street clothes and disappearing into the shower area. For much of their
conversation Tim held Cassie�s eyes. However, she couldn�t help noticing his
eyes quickly flicking away at regular intervals. She couldn�t deny feeling
aroused by the situation, but she also noticed feelings of jealousy at Tim�s
interest in her teammates. She resolved to grab his attention, and surprised
herself with her decisive actions. Declaring that it was about time she had her
shower, she immediately pulled her singlet up over her head and pushed her
shorts down to her ankles and stepped out of them. The expression on Tim�s face
assured her that he was in her power, which increased her sense of daring. As
she stood in front of him in her underwear, pushing her chest out slightly, she
deliberately looked down at his groin where she was rewarded with the sight of
a pronounced bulge. She looked him in the eye and gave him a winning smile.
�Catch you later�.
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The team was settling
into a routine of practices and competition games within the city and
surrounding countryside. However, Tim�s experiences in the changing rooms were
not the least bit routine or ordinary to him. Surprisingly it was Anna who
upped the ante. It was surprising because Anna was the only one of the girls
with a steady boyfriend, and she had no intention of indulging in any real
flirting. Maybe this gave her an added sense of freedom to indulge in some
relatively harmless exhibitionism. The girls had grown accustomed to Tim seeing
them in their sports underwear, but had remained shy about being seen in more
revealing lingerie. This started to change the day Anna walked back from the
showers wearing a low-cut lacy bra and matching boyshorts.
This started a lingerie fashion parade during the ensuing weeks. Tim observed a
variety of body sizes and shapes barely covered by small pieces of satin, lace,
and lycra. Black, white, colours and patterns � Tim could scarcely believe what was
happening and wondering what he had done to deserve it. As a girl, of course,
Rose knew very well that they were showing off their best items. The old and
mismatched underwear that girls typically wear on a normal school day were
nowhere to be seen.
Ironically, the only
person who was starting to worry about things was Rose. While she was delighted
with how confident her brother was becoming, and pleased with how popular he
was within the team, she was worried that he might become �just another one of
the girls�. While Rose herself didn�t have a boyfriend � she had been on plenty
of dates, but none of the boys she went out with had tempted her into a
long-term relationship � she was sure that a proper girlfriend was exactly what
Tim needed.
Part 2: Greymouth
That evening Mrs Milligan and Cassie were coming to Tim and Rose�s house
to plan their upcoming visit to Greymouth, the most distant of the schools in
their zone, which would require an overnight stay away from home. Rose noticed
that Cassie arrived early and left late, and spent a lot of time engaging Tim
in discussion about a wide range of topics. After Cassie left, Rose began her
interrogation. Despite their close relationship, the topic of girls had always
been the one that was the most difficult to get Tim to talk about in any
detail. She knew that her previous attempts at encouraging him to ask girls out
had caused some tension between them. This time she was going to show more
guile.
Starting by asking his
opinions on the girls� basketball abilities, she then started asking his
opinions on other attributes. Which girl was the funniest? Which girl had the
nicest hair? Who was the prettiest? Tim wouldn�t be drawn in by these
questions. In his stated opinion, they were all as nice as each other. Rose
started singling out individual girls for comment. Didn�t Lucy have a pretty
face? Did he think Heather or Cindy had the biggest tits? What did he think of
the shocking pink panties Anna had worn that day? Again, Tim was uniformly
complimentary about all the girls. But at least he was talking about them in an
open and animated way. Then Rose asked him his opinion of Cassie, and his
slight blush and some stumbling over his words told her all she needed to know.
Because they didn�t
have a full squad � there were only eight players � they were able to travel
together in one of the school minivans. The drive to Greymouth took them over a
beautiful alpine pass. While it was only three hours of driving time, they left
early in the morning for their late afternoon game.� Mrs Milligan was
the only one allowed to drive the school van and she wanted plenty of rest
breaks. Rose and Cassie had done most of the organising
of the trip, including booking the accommodation, and whenever Tim asked
anything about the plans they told him not to worry about it.
They drove into the
motel an hour and a half before game time. Mrs
Milligan announced she was exhausted from the mountain roads and looking
forward to a nap. Rose and Cassie went to check in and collect the keys. Being
a school group, they had been given rooms at the back away from the other
guests. They walked together as far as Room 17. �This one is for you, Mrs Milligan�. Mrs Milligan took
her key and entered her room without another word. At Room 18, Cassie told the
girls this was for Lucy, Anna and Suzanne. Room 19 was given to Heather,
Katrina and Cindy. As Tim continued on with Rose and Cassie, he realised that Room 20 was the last room in block. �This�
said Rose simply, �is our room�.
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Cassie unlocked the
door and led them into a small studio unit containing three single beds, a
small dining table with three chairs, and a small kitchenette. A door at the
other end of the room led through to a tiny bathroom. Cassie casually threw her
bags on the first bed, while Rose crossed the room and tossed her bag onto the
bed nearest the bathroom. Tim, who was lasted in, found himself left with the middle
bed and wondering whether or not there was some sort of conspiracy going on.
The mood was serious,
however. The team had surprised themselves during the season and were in with a
chance of making the top two in the region, which meant a trip to Wellington to
play in a national tournament. They needed to beat Greymouth, and then win the
final game at home the following week. The team gathered together and walked
the short distance from the motel to the court.
Even though Mrs Milligan was unlikely to join them until game time,
they all knew it would be unwise for Tim to enter the changing room, either
before or after the game. As a consequence, the only excitement to be had was
related to the game, which they had been losing at three quarter time, but ended
up winning by six points in a one-sided fourth period. With a sense of euphoria
they grabbed some takeaways and drinks and headed back to the motel. Mrs Milligan had relented to some considerable pressure
from the girls and allowed the purchase of three six-packs of beer. They
crowded into Room 18 for their victory party. Two beers each were just enough
to fuel their laughter and the noise from their celebrating was deafening.
At 11pm Mrs Milligan ordered them all to bed. It hadn�t occurred to
her to work out where Tim might be sleeping, and she didn�t notice when he
disappeared through the same door as his sister and the school�s head girl.
As the door closed on
their small room, Tim�s thoughts were all scrambled. His life had been an
endless succession of crushes on girls he knew that he never had the courage to
follow through on. On any given day in the last few months he had had a crush
on each and every girl in the team, usually several at once. However, it was
Cassie who most occupied his thoughts recently. He was desperately hopeful that
the circumstances leading to them sharing a room were deliberate. He thought
about the secretive way in which Rose and Cassie had made the arrangements.
Even the small detail of who was sleeping where. If everything was innocent,
surely it would have been expected that Rose should take the middle bed.
Still, Tim was full of
doubts. Maybe there had been an unexpected shortage of rooms. Maybe they had
wrongly assumed that Mrs Milligan would share her
room with one of the girls. Maybe Cassie didn�t want to be here, but as team
captain had felt duty bound to be the one who had to share the room with the
boy.
Tim was also in turmoil
about what his own actions should be. Up until now it was always the girls,
never him, changing clothes. His knee injury still
prevented him from running or jumping, so he had always taken an inactive role
at practices. There had been no reason to change into different clothes. Now he
thought about the old t-shirt and shorts in his bag that he had planned to wear
to bed. Where was he going to change? Having already seen Cassie in her
underwear many times, would she be offended if he hid in the bathroom to
change. On the other hand, maybe she would be offended if he didn�t. Would he
have the courage to change his clothes in front of her?
Cassie headed straight
to the bathroom. Tim was trying to decide whether or not to ask Rose for her
advice, but she was having too much fun exploring the cupboards in the
kitchenette. It was a funny little motel, and the three beds and three chairs
obviously necessitated exactly three of everything else. There were exactly
three of every type of plate, cup, and cutlery. Rose seemed to think this was
hilarious, and appeared to have no awareness of his predicament.
Cassie came out of the
bathroom still wearing her normal clothes. In Tim�s befuddled state of mind, he
could not work out if this was significant. Rose suddenly appeared to notice
him and said �Are you going to brush your teeth or not?� Feeling a bit
flustered, he hurried into the bathroom without his night clothes.
As Tim brushed his
teeth and made his other preparations for bed, he thought he could hear
activity and hushed giggles from the other room. When he returned to the
bedroom, he was stunned by the sight of the girls sitting on the side of
Cassie�s bed. Rose had changed into track pants and an old service shirt of
their father�s. Nothing out of the ordinary there. Her attire only served to
accentuate the sight of Cassie sitting next to her. She had changed into a
slightly sheer babydoll. Its v-neck
plunged down between her breasts. He could just make out the sight of her tits
through the material, with the unmistakable darker shade of her nipples showing
through. Sitting on the bed, the material didn�t quite reach her knees. Neither
girl seemed to be breathing as they waited for his reaction.
Tim wondered if he
would be able to speak at all, but in the end his voice came through clearly.
�Wow, Cassie. You look sensational!� A smile spread across Cassie�s face, and
she stood up and walked towards him. Tim noticed that the material of her babydoll came to just an inch below her crotch, and he
could just make out the shape of skimpy panties. Cassie stepped right up to
him, put her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips against his for maybe a
few seconds. He felt her body exerting slight pressure on his own, and could
feel one of her legs between his own in contact with his thighs. He was so
turned on he could scarcely breath. He could feel his penis pressing tightly
against the material of his briefs.
Of course, nothing much
was likely to happen with Rose sitting there watching them. �Ok you two, get a
room� she said, apparently pleased with her own joke. With a smile, Cassie
stepped back from Tim, turned around and walked back to sit beside Rose on her
bed. As Tim watched her go, he discovered she was wearing a g-string.
He could make out her two ass cheeks separated by a thin strip of material. The
sight was unbearably erotic.
As Cassie sat down, she
looked at Tim meaningfully. �Isn�t it time you got ready for bed?� Tim�s
confusion increased and he looked towards Rose for guidance. She appeared happy
to provide it.
�I think what Cassie is
saying is that you don�t seem to have any problem watching the girls getting
changed, so surely you don�t intend to hide yourself away from her now.�
�Yeah� said Cassie
mischievously. �Fairness is all I�m interested in.� Rose giggled.
Now that it was clear
to Tim what was expected of him, he felt a surge of confidence. The attention
he was receiving from Cassie was intoxicating. He pulled his sleepwear out of
his bag and stood at the end of his bed. Worried that he would start to chicken
out if he paused to think, he immediately pulled his shirt off over his head.
Cassie let out a hushed cheer, restrained only by the need for the sound to not
carry to the surrounding rooms. Tim reached for the t-shirt he was intending to
put on, but Cassie reached forward and grabbed it first. �You aren�t getting
away with that� she said. �Trousers next!�
Tim knew there would be
no point arguing. Allowing Cassie to take command was thrilling, and he knew he
would be throwing away the best thing in his life if he allowed his shyness to
stop him. It occurred to him to try to strip seductively, but he knew he would
just look ridiculous, so he simply undid and pushed down his trousers and
stepped out of them. His body was trim and athletic rather than muscle-bound.
He forced himself to stand still and allow Cassie�s eyes to wander over his
body, his narrow shoulders, his chest with its few stray hairs, down to his
briefs which seemed to show every detail of the shape of his erection. Time
seemed to stand still.
Rose had spent much of
this time watching Cassie�s reactions to her brother�s unveiling and trying not
to disturb the mood. Then, with an exaggerated yawn, she stood up and said �No
reason not to clean my teeth�. As she stood and left the room, it hit home to
Tim where he was and what he was doing. With a blush he quickly pulled on his
t-shirt and shorts and sat down on his own bed facing Cassie.
Cassie gave a moan of
mock, exaggerated disappointment. �Maybe next time I�ll get a longer look� she
said. �And I�m sure the rest of the girls will be looking forward to their turn
too!�
The startled and
confused look on Tim�s face made Cassie laugh with delight. He was adorable.
Leaning forward, she gently pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him.
Their kiss this time was passionate. Tim could feel her breasts pressing
against his chest, while she in turn could feel his hard penis against the top
of her thigh. She unconsciously adjusted herself until it was pressing against
her clitoris. Tim�s hands went to her waist, but then after a short time he
bravely inched them down to her buttocks, stroking her cheeks over the top of
her nightie, and then slipping them under the fabric to caress the bare skin.
Rose took her time in
bathroom before gently knocking on the door to the bedroom. With a sigh Cassie
gave Tim one last kiss before climbing off and slipping into her bed. Tim got
under the covers of his own bed and gave Rose the all-clear to come in. A brief
round of Waltons-like goodnights was all that was
said before they all attempted to sleep. It was certainly a long time before
Tim was able to calm down enough to doze off. He replayed the evening�s events
over and over in his head, and allowed himself some fantasies about the
following morning.
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The following morning,
however, did not live up to his hopes. Mrs Milligan
obviously had no intentions of sleeping in, and she knocked on the door of Room
18 before any of the teenagers were awake. A short time later there was a knock
on the door of Room 20, and they heard Anna�s loud whisper of �let me in.� Rose
leapt from bed and opened the door, and Anna, wearing modest flannel pyjamas, burst into the room.
Anna grinned at the
sight of Tim and Cassie lying in their respective beds. �Hello there!� she
exclaimed, obviously not surprised to see them. Then she became all serious again.
�Mrs Milligan is awake and keen to get moving. She
appears worried about the fact she doesn�t know where everyone is, or even what
rooms are ours. You are lucky she accepted my offer to wake everyone up for
her. Cassie, you should come next door with me now. The girls are going to
create enough confusion to try to prevent Mrs
Milligan from working things out.�
Cassie jumped out of
bed, and Tim only had a few seconds to admire the view before she pulled on a
jacket, grabbed her bag, and hurried through to Room 19. The team�s section of
the motel was abuzz with activity, and it was obvious that all the girls were
in on the secret. They wandered in and out of each other�s rooms, chatting to
each other, swapping clothes and breakfast foods. A few made comments about
going to �Rose and Tim�s room� to have breakfast. By the time Mrs Milligan herself went down to Room 20, she found Tim
and Rose fully dressed and sharing breakfast with a few other girls, and there
was no sign that the third bed had been slept in. At times she had a puzzled
look on her face, but she didn�t say anything.
The journey home was
uneventful apart from a few snatches of conversation on one of their rest
breaks. Suzanne came over to where Cassie was standing with Tim and Rose and
playfully asked her if there had been a good show the previous evening. Tim
spluttered on his drink and asked if all the girls knew what had happened the
night before. Cassie answered that yes, they all knew, and they could all keep
a secret. Then she mysteriously commented that they were all expecting some
sort of payback, and Tim remembered her comments last night about the others
expecting their turn.
Part 3: Wellington
So far, few at school
had paid any attention to the fortunes of the girls� basketball team. Now, it
was suddenly realised that they could come second or
even first in their round-robin tournament and go to the nationals in
Wellington. Coming first seemed unlikely, as this depended on some unlikely
results in other games during the final round. But everyone knew that if the
team won their final home game, they would be assured of at least second place
and the trip to Wellington the following weekend.
The day of the game saw
a large crowd in attendance. The team rose to the occasion and won in fine
style. There was a party atmosphere in the changing room after the game, which
included many of the girls� mothers, sisters and friends. Their coach slipped
away unobtrusively, keen to avoid any fuss.
The following week was
always going to be hectic, as they were already busy with assignments and
exams. There was no opportunity for a final training session. Mrs Milligan and Cassie came to see Tim and Rose on the
Sunday evening to make some plans, and that was the only time Tim got to see
Cassie outside of school, although they frequently made contact by phone and
text.
The weekend of the
tournament was Labour weekend, the Monday being a
public holiday. The team was leaving school late on the Friday morning to drive
to Picton, then taking an evening ferry to
Wellington, arriving late on Friday night. The competition was starting late
Saturday morning, and continuing during Sunday with the finals being held on
Sunday evening. They would travel home on Monday. The travelling group was the
same as that which went to Greymouth, with the addition of Mr
Milligan, who was there to help his wife with the driving and general
supervision of the team.
The team accommodation
had been booked by the tournament organisers. They
were in a lodge, a large building that was part of a sprawling suburban
accommodation complex a short walk from the tournament venue. The lodge
consisted of a large central living room including a kitchen and dining area.
At one end there was a door through to a single large bathroom area consisting
of a row of hand basins and mirrors, with numerous large and private shower and
toilet stalls. Along one wall of the main living area were five doors leading
to small bedrooms, each containing two single beds. An
extra bed had been crammed into one of the rooms to meet the needs of their
eleven strong party.
Mrs Milligan was more
careful this time to consider the sleeping arrangements. Mr
Milligan suggested that, since there were two males, that he and Tim should
probably share a room together. However, Rose was quick to remind him that,
since she was Tim�s twin sister, she didn�t mind sharing a room with her
brother and letting Mr Milligan share a room with his
wife. This was quickly settled, and they all got ready for bed as quickly as
possible.
The tournament began
the following morning, and it quickly became clear that the team wasn�t up to
playing at this level. They were soundly beaten in their two matches on the
Saturday, which meant there was nothing riding on their final pool match on Sunday
morning. There had been a fair amount of disappointment during the Saturday,
but on Sunday the mood had brightened as the pressure had lifted, and they took
the opportunity to just have fun.
In theory they were
supposed to sit and watch the semi-finals on Sunday afternoon, but instead they
persuaded the Milligans to take them to do some
sightseeing. Then they returned to the lodge to discuss the evening�s plans.
Since neither of the Milligans was actually
interested in basketball, Rose had no trouble convincing them to go out for
dinner and see a show. She assured them that the team was hoping to order pizza
for dinner before going to watch the basketball final. The Milligans
would be back soon after 10, and Rose promised that they would find the team
there safe and sound when they returned.
When the Milligan�s
left for their evening out, Tim and the girls had already finished their pizza
and were busy getting ready to go to the game. Tim noticed that the girls were
dressing far nicer than he had expected, but since he didn�t claim to
understand women he made no comment. Once the adults had been gone ten minutes,
Tim became aware that there was no basketball in the girls� plans for the
evening. A few of the girls dragged a dining table over to the edge of the
lounge part of the room. Two dining chairs were placed behind it, and one chair
was placed to one side in front of it. The room reminded Tim of a court room �
an accurate guess as it happens.
The majority of the
girls arranged themselves on the easy chairs and sofas, but Rose, Cassie and
Lucy were nowhere to be seen. Then the door of Cassie�s room opened and Lucy
stepped out. �All rise� she announced �for Judge Cassie and Judge Rose. The
Court of Judgement is now in session, and all will be rewarded or punished
according to their merits.�
As Tim and the girls
rose to their feet, Cassie and Rose came in wearing simple black robes over
their clothes and sat down at the table. Lucy joined the rest of the girls in
the lounge area. Tim noticed that many of the girls were glancing in his
direction, and he knew that he would not be remaining in the background this
evening.
Cassie began by
proclaiming that a diet of bread and water was a traditional part of any
justice system. �We aren�t going to bother with bread, but bring out the
water!� This was apparently the signal for Cindy to grab two large water
bottles from her luggage and a small stack of plastic glasses. She poured a
small amount of the water into each glass. Cassie continued �The first judgement
is a reward for the whole team making it to the national tournament. Everyone
have a drink.�
Everyone came forward
and grabbed a glass. It soon became apparent that this wasn�t water. Laughter
mingled with the yells of surprise and some coughing and spluttering. It was
vodka!
The next judgement was
a punishment for the entire team for doing so badly at the national tournament.
The result, another drink. Then it was pointed out that it was against the
rules to drink alcohol on school trips. The punishment � yet another drink! It
didn�t take long for this to have its effect on all the participants.
Individual rewards and
punishments soon followed. Lucy was invited to sit in the �judgement� chair
near the judges and informed that she was to be rewarded as the highest point
scorer for the season. Rose announced that her prize was to be any one thing
she wanted from in the room. Lucy looked directly at Tim and said �I want Tim�s
jacket.�
The room erupted with
cheers and laughter. Tim gave a wry smile and graciously slipped his jacket
off. He guessed it was unlikely to stop at just that, but there didn�t seem any
point making a fuss about the jacket.
Lucy�s reward was
quickly followed by Suzanne getting a reward for most rebounds. Her prize was
the same, and without hesitation she demanded Tim�s shirt. This time Tim went
through the motions of making a protest, but it was a protest he was always
destined to lose. He felt very self-conscious as he stripped off his shirt, but
he was also incredibly excited about where this evening might be headed, and he
had no real intention of spoiling the fun.
Tim was obviously
wondering how fast and how completely he might lose his clothes, but Cassie and
Rose had been careful to spread the pressure. Their next move was to call Anna
to the stand and charge her with the crime of committing the most fouls during
the season. She was given the punishment of removing her bra. She was wearing a
light sleeveless top and a long floral skirt. After some initial protests, and
being refused permission to go to another room, she eventually managed with
some manoeuvring and contortions to remove the bra
from under her top and placed it on the table.
The next to be called
was Katrina, who was charged with never being kissed. She blushed furiously,
but it was obvious that the judges knew the facts because she offered no
denial. Her punishment was to kiss Tim for one minute.
Katrina�s reaction was
to nervously look at Tim. She was a tall girl, about three inches taller than
he was, and had always been shy and self-conscious about her body. Tim could
tell that she was watching him for any sign of reluctance. He then looked at
Cassie to observe her reaction, and received a smile and a nod to go ahead.
Katrina and Tim stood
in the centre of the room and placed their arms
around each other. By bending their heads, they brought their lips into
proximity with each other, but there were a few awkward moments before their
lips touched. A cheer went up, and Tim could hear Rose counting down the minute.
Her count seemed to slow down near the end, and Tim was sure the kiss was a lot
longer than it was meant to be. Finally the count reached zero and they
separated. Katrina looked flushed and she gave him a quick grateful smile
before returning to her seat. Tim had no time to sit down, as it was his turn
to be called for judgement.
Cassie and Rose enjoyed
the look of nervousness on Tim�s face as he awaited his fate. However, their
plans didn�t involve anything too serious just yet. Instead, Cassie announced
that Tim was to be rewarded with a great honour � the
honour of being considered one of the girls. He was
ordered to put on Anna�s bra. He picked it up and held it across his chest. It
was black and skimpy and seemed to be more of a tangle of straps than anything
else. He eventually worked out where to put his arms through, and tried
unsuccessfully to do it up behind his back. Cassie came forward to secure it,
and then she reached around to the front and quickly caressed Tim�s nipples
through the fabric. The feeling was electric, and Tim could feel his erection
pressing against the front of his pants and he wondered how obvious it was to
the watching girls. He was hoping to sneak back to his seat and try to get it
to go down, but there wasn�t much chance of that.
The next to go on trial
was Heather, who was convicted of dropping the ball more than anyone else
during the season. She was told that she was to receive catching practice.
Mysteriously Rose and Cassie took her through to the bathroom area. When the
rest of the group followed them through they understood why. Heather�s catching
practice was to be with water balloons. At first Rose and Cassie lobbed them to
her nicely, and Heather caught the first two. However, she dropped the third,
and this gave Rose and Cassie the opportunity to go into a mock rage at her
clumsiness. The next few throws were quicker and harder, and Heather didn�t
manage to catch any more. Then the final few throws were just an onslaught
including several, to Tim�s great interest, which burst all over the front of
her chest. Heather was wearing a light yellow blouse which went practically
see-through, clearly showing her bra which was white with some sort of small
flowery pattern of it. Her breasts were large, and her nipples poked out
through the wet fabric.
By this time it had
been growing increasingly dark. They had turned on the bathroom lights for
Heather�s punishment, but for some reason Rose didn�t want them to turn on the
lights in the main room. There was still some light coming in from elsewhere to
enable them to see reasonably well. Heather�s punishment included a refusal to
allow her to put on dry clothes. Tim watched as Heather sat down on the floor,
obviously not wanting to get any of the easy chairs wet from her dripping
clothes.
By now, the only one in
the team who hadn�t been picked on was Cindy, the timid American girl. Cindy
was certainly the shyest in the group, although she had always responded well
to Rose�s encouragement and almost seemed to hero worship her. Tim was curious
to see what Rose might spring on Cindy. He suspected that the darkness was part
of the strategy to overcome her awkwardness in front of the crowd.
Rose�s punishment for
Cindy was unexpected. Cindy was accused of hiding a talent from the team. Cindy
was ordered to show everyone how well she could sing. The next few minutes were
a delight. Cindy was obviously talented, and the rest of the group were
transfixed as they sat in the half-darkness listening to her soft voice.
At the end of her song,
everyone expected Cindy to hurriedly return to her seat. However, she remained
hovering at the front of the room, obviously trying to summon the courage to
say something. Rose went up to her, and they had a whispered conversation. They
appeared to quickly come to some sort of agreement, and Rose made the
announcement. �It appears that Cindy is guilty of a crime � the same crime as
Katrina. She shall have to endure the same cruel punishment � a kiss with Tim
for one minute.�
There was universal surprise
at this announcement. None had expected Cindy to be brave enough to practically
ask to kiss Tim in front of this group of girls. Cassie was herself quite
surprised at her own feelings. Even though she had previously been happy to
�lend� Tim for Katrina�s punishment, she felt taken aback by this latest
development. However, the cheers and yells from the other girls shifted the
focus to her normally timid friend, and the brave move she had taken to
experience something new before her school days were over.
In contrast to Tim�s
kiss with Katrina, the room was quiet when his lips joined with Cindy�s. He had
no idea of time, and he decided to just go with the flow. The kiss ended,
however, in a way he wasn�t comfortable with as Cindy started to giggle uncontrollably.
They broke apart, and Cindy took some time regaining her composure. Finally she
was able to explain. �It just occurred to me that my first kiss was with a boy
wearing a bra!�
As Cindy and Tim took
their seats again, there was an air of anticipation in the room. Unless the Milligans were to leave their show before it finished,
there was still over an hour before the earliest they would arrive. As Rose
stood up ready to make an announcement, Tim noticed Cassie slipping away from
the table at the front and joining the rest of the team. Rose�s announcement
was not unexpected. �I call Tim to take the seat of judgement!�
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Tim made a show of
protesting. �I�ve already received a punishment� he said, referring to the bra
he had been wearing.
�You are wrong� said
Rose. �If you remember, that was a reward. Now it is time for you to face your
crimes.�
As Tim sat on the chair
at the front, Rose began reading from a sheet of paper. �Tim, you are charged
with perverted behaviour and exploitation of young girls.
You have abused your position of trust and willingly imposed your presence on
the girls� changing room throughout the season, forcing us to be seen by you in
our underwear. How do you plead?�
Tim�s surprise at this
charge left him confused and speechless. Maybe this was for real. Maybe they
had really hated him being there. However, Tim�s look of confusion only brought
laughs from the girls, and in the end no reply from him was needed. �Who cares
what he says� yelled Cassie. �Get on with the punishment. Off with his pants!�
This shout was taken up by the rest of the room, all demanding that Tim strip
for them.
Tim knew that karma had
caught up with him. He had anticipated this from the start of the evening when
he had quickly lost his jacket and shirt. He stood up, taking comfort in the
fact that nothing much would be seen in the dim light. However, he was wrong
about that. As soon as he started unbuckling his jeans, a powerful torch light
shone on him from the direction of Cassie, lighting him brightly and plunging
the rest of the room into darkness. The cheering and chanting of the girls
reached fever pitch, and Tim felt his erection as hard as ever in his briefs.
His legs felt like jelly as he pushed his jeans down, and he stumbled and came
close to falling over. Then he was standing in the bright light with his hand
covering his briefs. This brought a howl of protests, and he was forced to obey
their orders to put his hands at his sides, then further orders to turn around
slowly for them. He was wearing bright red briefs which seemed to glow in the
harsh light of the torch, and as he looked down he saw the unmistakable bulge
of his penis hidden only by the thin layer of fabric. He felt extremely self-conscious,
while at the same time totally aroused.
After a suitable time
for viewing, Rose allowed Tim to sit down on the �judgement chair� and the
torch was turned off. As Tim�s eyes very slowly became accustomed to the gloom
again, he was further interrogated by his sister. �You didn�t answer the charge.
Do you think you are guilty or innocent?�
�I can�t deny being in
the changing room� he replied, �and I have to admit that I enjoyed the view.
But I would hate to think that I forced myself on anyone. No-one seemed to
mind.�
This answer gave Rose
the opportunity she had been looking for to progress with her plans. �That is a
serious accusation� she said. �We will have to see whether or not the team
agrees with your version of events.� She turned to the rest of the room. �Ok
girls. We are going to put this to a vote. If you feel you were exploited
against your will by our coach, remain sitting where you are. If, however, you
intend to admit that you enjoyed shamelessly exposing your bodies and lingerie
to him, then I want you to stand up.�
The effect was
immediate. Cassie was the first to spring to her feet, a large grin on her face
as she caught Tim�s eye. Around her, all the other girls were getting to their
feet as well, a unanimous admission that they had been enjoying his attentions.
Tim felt an enormous sense of relief and satisfaction as he looked around the
room.
Rose continued in mock
horror at the results of the vote. �I�m shocked at you all� she said. �You must
all be punished. I order you all to strip down to your underwear.�
While the gloom continued
to descend on the room, Tim could still see well enough to get a good view from
where he was sitting. He watched as Heather pulled her sopping wet blouse off,
revealing the bra he had already seen, which was clinging wetly to her large
breasts. She removed her skirt to reveal a matching thong. As Tim looked around
the room in excitement, he saw an amazing array of sexy underwear being
revealed. Many of the girls were wearing thongs. Lucy�s lingerie set seemed
largely transparent in the half light. Tim was sure he could make out the dark
points of her nipples and a dark patch of pubic hair through the front of her
underthings. Cindy was wearing a black corset-type garment which prominently
lifted and displayed her breasts which were covered by only a thin layer of
material trimmed with lace. Suzanne was wearing a teddy. And when he looked at
Cassie, he saw that she was wearing a skimpy white bra and thong set, with the
addition of a garter belt and stockings. He was so turned on, it took every
ounce of willpower to keep his hands away from his penis.
Apart from Rose, who
was still fully dressed, the only other person who wasn�t fully stripped down
to her underwear was Anna, who still had her sleeveless top on. Tim naturally
remembered her being ordered to remove her bra earlier in the evening, and his
eyes kept on returning to Anna as he looked around the room, curious to see
what might happen. Rose was still in her mood of mock severity, and when she
noticed Anna she started haranguing her, telling her that it was her own fault
she wasn�t wearing a bra, and ordering her to comply. Soon every eye in the
room was on Anna. She looked nervously from one to another, including meeting
Tim�s eye. He nervously glanced away, but then he looked back and returned her
stare. Then Anna simply smiled, shrugged, and said �What the hell� and started
unbuttoning her top. She looked up occasionally to glance at Tim, and noticed
that his eyes were glued to her chest. She finished unbuttoning the top and
slipped it off onto the floor and stood in front of him without covering
herself at all. Her breasts were nowhere near as large as Heather�s or Cindy.
They didn�t hang down at all. Instead, they seemed to point right at Tim as he
sat and stared.
Even as Tim sat on the
dining chair, it seemed to him that his erection was still obvious to everyone
in the room. He tore his eyes away from Anna�s naked breasts, but as he looked
around the room at the near naked bodies clad in the flimsiest pieces of
material, there was no reduction in his excitement. The room had gone silent,
and everyone seemed at a loss to know what to do or say next. Again it was Rose
who took the lead. She stepped up behind her brother and undid the strap of
Anna�s bra which was still around his chest. Then she fed the straps through
the back of the chair he was sitting on and did it up again. He was pinned in
place.
�I give you the
prisoner� she said dramatically. �I wash my hands of his fate.� Then she added
in a more conversational tone �I�ll go out front and keep a look out.�
Cassie and Rose had
already discussed the possibilities at various times over the last week. They
had also had some chats with the other girls to check that the others were open
to something happening, but still Cassie was unsure of what she would do when
the time came. She was undeniably aroused. She had made it clear enough with
the other girls that she was intending to claim Tim as her own after the
weekend, and was mostly trusting enough to allow things to get a bit wild in
the here and now. It took just a few seconds before she took action. Moving
towards Tim she yelled out �Tie him up!� She walked behind him, then a few
seconds later he felt and saw the bra she had been wearing go around his
stomach and done up behind him, further pinning him to the chair. Then she
walked around in front of him, allowing him his first clear look at her
breasts. She had wonderful C cups (as he learned later), and he got an extreme
close up as she sat down on his lap, then a first taste as she leaned in.
The room became a blur
of movement. Bras were being taken off all over the room, and bare-chested
girls were coming forward with their bras and securing his arms and legs. He
saw Suzanne reach between her legs to undo the snaps on her teddy, and when she
pulled it off she was left wearing the tiniest g-string
imaginable. She must have shaved off all her pubic hair. Heather�s breasts
swung freely after she removed her bra, and he could feel the wetness of the
fabric as she added it to the bras securing his arms to the chair. The last one
to reveal her breasts was Cindy, who needed someone else to help unhook her
corset. She was one of the shorter and curvier girls in the team, and her
breasts turned out to be the largest in the room once she finally stopped
covering them unconsciously with her arms.
As the girls secured
Tim to the chair he was on, he felt their hands on his body, over his chest and
thighs, then more frequently brushing over the bulge in his briefs. Cassie
climbed off his lap and was replaced by Lucy, who followed Cassie�s lead by
leaning close to Tim�s face and allowing him to lick and suck on her breasts.
Then she was replaced by Suzanne, who added to the effect by sitting right up
at the top of his lap and began grinding her almost naked pussy against the
lump in his briefs. One by one other girls took her place. By this time Tim had
flesh being pressed against him from all direction. Bodies were rubbing against
his sides, arms and legs. Hands were caressing him all over.
After a few minutes,
things were taken up yet another notch when Tim felt a hand reach inside his
briefs and pull his penis out. From inside the press of bodies he had no idea
who the hand belonged to. The hand grabbed his penis and started stroking it
firmly. Five strokes was all it took before he climaxed. His testicles
tightened with a small amount of pain, and then his sperm started shooting out.
Most of it went over his own stomach and chest, while some splashed on the
stomach and chest of Heather who was currently sitting on his lap. She gave a
squeal of surprise, which was soon followed by other squeals and giggles from
the rest of the girls.
The attention Tim was
receiving took only a short pause. Suzanne grabbed her teddy and used it as a
towel, wiping his chest and stomach before reaching lower and using the
material to wipe around Tim�s penis and balls. Then other hands renewed their
touching. Tim�s briefs were yanked a short distance down his thighs, leaving
his flaccid but slowly stiffening penis exposed. To his surprise Cindy took a
turn in his lap. She sat with her crotch pushing against his penis, with just
the thin material of her panties providing a barrier. She leaned down and
kissed Tim full on the mouth, then offered her tits for his mouth.
The only girl in the
room who kept some distance was Anna, who apparently had limits relating to her
steady boyfriend. She was obviously enjoying herself, but did not kiss Tim or
allow her breasts to come in contact with him.
One by one the girls
started drifting away until finally there was only Cassie left. Again she
climbed onto his lap and leaned forward to kiss him. It was now quite dark in
the room. She reached down for his penis, pleased to find that it was fully
hard again. �Have you had fun?� He couldn�t deny it. �You realise
that this isn�t going to happen again, don�t you? I�m keeping you for myself
from now on.�
He looked up at her.
�It never needed to be anyone but you,� he replied.
Cassie smiled. �Very
good answer,� she said. Then she slid off his lap and kneeled on the floor in
front of him. She took his penis to her mouth and started licking and sucking
slowly. Despite having climaxed recently, it didn�t take very long before the
teenager came again.
Tim was only just
coming down again after his climax when his sister burst into the room.
�There�s a car coming. I think it�s the Milligans.�
She ran across the room towards Tim and Cassie. When she was close enough to
see them in the dark, she stopped and gasped. �Oh my God!� she said. �It really
happened. Oh my goodness!�
Rose kept on exclaiming
her shock, so it was left to Cassie to get her back on track. That fact that
she was only wearing thong panties made her acutely aware of their
circumstances. There was no time to untie all the bras holding Tim to the
chair, so she got Rose to help her to drag Tim and his chair through to one of
the shower stalls. Rose disappeared back out to the main room, and Tim and
Cassie could hear her greeting Mr & Mrs Milligan and asking them about the show they had seen.
Meanwhile Cassie had undone enough of Tim�s bonds so that he could finish the
rest, turned on his shower, then she ducked into a nearby stall and turned on
the shower there too.
As Tim stood in the
shower he was very aware of his predicament. All he had with him in the shower
stall was his bright red underpants and a small pile of bras. Cassie in the
nearby shower had only her panties. After about twenty minutes of waiting in
suspense, they were finally rescued by Rose, who brought in a bag containing
clothes and towels under the pretence of having her
own shower before bed. Once his clothes had been slipped in through the door
Tim got dried and dressed, and headed off to the bedroom he shared with Rose,
pausing only briefly to chat to Mr Milligan on his
way through.
As soon as Tim got to
his room, he got ready for bed. His two climaxes were having an effect on him,
and he became drowsy as he listened to the girls coming and going from the
surrounding rooms, making last trips to the bathroom before bed. He soon dozed
off.
He didn�t hear when the
Milligans went to bed. He was only partly woken by
the last goodnights from Rose and several other girls. The door to his room
opened and closed, but the light remained off. He heard clothing being removed.
As he lay facing the wall, he suddenly felt the covers of his bed being lifted
and a body slipping in behind him. An arm draped over his chest, and he could
feel two breasts pressing against his back. �Rose!� he exclaimed. �What the
hell are you doing?�
�Don�t be silly!� said
Cassie.
The End
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November 2009
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