Chapter 8: Summer�s End

�Don�t tell me you still have growing pains!�� Flubbie addressed her sarcasm at Cissie, who was leaning forward to rub her spread legs.� Along with Julie and Ruby, they were relaxing on the woman�s second-floor verandah, westward facing in the cool shade of mid-morning.� All four lounged on her long, overstuffed glider, while sipping icey, fruit-stuffed chianti through straws.� It was the Monday after a particular vigorous weekend marked by Roger�s absence on overnight patrol.� They each wore one of Ruby�s ubiquitous housecoats.� As usual, Cissie had thrown hers open.

�They�re sore,� she explained.� �Just look at them!�� She raised one so that all could appreciate its bruised inner thigh.

�Men�s knees!� grumbled Flubbie.� �They got me too.�� She raised her own knee through the housecoat front.� On her slightly darker skin the less frequent bruises were also less evident.

Ruby chuckled.� �You two were certainly popular this weekend.� Cissie, I expect more than your legs are sore.�

�Oh, yeah!�� The blonde clasped both hands over her shaved vulva and grinned.� �But I don�t complain about that.�

Flubbie regarded her askance.� �You finally got your wish, did you?�

When Cissie failed to respond, Ruby asked, �What wish?�

�She�s been like, �That parking lot was a real kick-in-the-pants.� Let�s get �em again, Flubbie, please, please!��

�What parking lot?�

�At the high school, where she took on 28 boys in the back of a car.�

Julie said thoughtfully, �We only had a dozen this weekend.�

�This time they weren�t boys,� said Cissie, shuddering.� Her hands tightened.

�Boys don�t last,� Flubbie added.� �She did that 28 in an hour.�

�An hour!� breathed Julie.

Ruby sniffed.� �I�m surprised they were so much fun.�

�They didn�t slow down,� explained Cissie with a dreamy smile.� �On and off, on and off.�

Ruby nodded sagely.� �I see: just one at the time.�

�Yeah, not like this weekend.�

Ruby grinned.� �Do you prefer two or three together, Cissie?�

The blonde heaved a sigh.� �I went to heaven this weekend.� Both days.�

�We all noticed you�re a screamer.�

�I guess.� Something makes my throat dry!� I�m glad you thought to bring cold beer.�

Julie regarded her with interest.� �You don�t know what you say?�

�While I�m fucking?� All I know is I�m in heaven.�

�All of us went there this weekend,� noted Ruby.� �Having so many girls to play with gets the guys more excited.� And my nieces are real assets; they all said so.�

�Assets?� said Flubbie, hand on her posterior.

Julie giggled.� �What they say is you�re blazing.�

�Okay,� said Flubbie with a gratified smile.

Ruby said, �We might have twice as many guys the next time we go to the ball field.� Think you could handle that?�

�In the parking lot she did 28,� Flubbie asserted.

�When�s the next time?� asked Cissie.

�It�s hard to tell,� said Ruby.� �We�ve got two substitute captains for the cutter.� Roger doesn�t take her out every time it�s his turn.�

Flubbie said, �He was out this weekend, wasn�t he?� That�s why he wasn�t at the ball field.� I don�t understand.� He likes to fuck as much as anybody.� Look what he and Fergie did to Cissie our first night!�

Ruby explained, �Very few guys are brave enough to carry on with an officer�s wife in front of him, especially one in their chain of command.� Or his nieces.� The Coast Guard really screws you for that!�

�Why does it care?�

Julie grinned.� �Fergie says those old captains and admirals don�t want anybody to get laid when they can�t.�

Ruby said, �Actually it has to do with keeping the guys in line � with what they call discipline.� All the military services are strong on that.�

�You mean stopping fights, like you did between Joey and that other guy over who got my asshole next.�

Julie giggled.� �I liked what you said: �her asshole�s not going to close up.�� I meant to ask you, Flubbie.� You seem to like it up your ass.�

The black-haired girl shrugged.� �What if I do?�

�But it �� Does it feel good?�

�Good enough.� And you can�t get knocked up.�

�If I do more of it, will it feel better?�

�You don�t mean it hurts!�

�Not exactly.�� Julie took a deep breath.� �How long�ve you been doing it?�

�It�s how we started � well, after cocksucking.� The old guy that babysat us did us up the ass first.�

�How old were you?�

�Eleven.�

�Wow, that�s young!�

�Speaking of knocked up,� said Ruby, �are you girls taking your pills regularly?�

�Oh, yeah,� answered Flubbie.� �Thanks to you we didn�t miss a day.� Good thing too!� We fucked more the first day than the whole week before.�

�And the day after too,� added Cissie.� She smiled.� �This is such a fine place!�

�Yes, it is,� Ruby agreed.� �We don�t have to worry about our men catching some vile disease.�

They heard someone knock on the front door below them.

Ruby added, �Speaking of whom!�

Julie sprang up, pulled her housecoat closed and leaned over the balustrade.� She raised her voice.� �Hi, Smitty!�

Ruby hissed, �You�ll scare him away!�

Julie withdrew and spun around, hand over mouth.� �Sorry!�

�Go let him in � if he�s still there.�

The girl entered the upstairs hall, carefully not slamming the screen door.

Flubbie asked, �Why would she scare him away?� Doesn�t Smitty like her?�

�Because talking over the balcony might attract somebody else�s attention, which he doesn�t want, believe me!� Of course he likes her.� Why not?�

�None of the guys paid her much attention on the ball field.�

�With you two foxy pussies spread open?� You shouldn�t be surprised.�

Cissie laughed in appreciation.� Flubbie noted, �Didn�t keep them off you.�

Ruby grinned.� �I�m a foxy pussy too.� Julie�s starting slow.� Give her a few years.�

Shortly Julie appeared at the hall door.� A man stood behind her.� Neither opened the screen.

Ruby craned her neck.� �Is that you, Smitty.�

�Yeah.�� His voice was gruffly male.� �I better not come out there.�

�I understand.� We�ll come in.�

She led man and girls into the upstairs den, where all took seats.� Flubbie and the man smiled at each other.� He was a young man, stocky, with short brown hair, wearing a slightly wrinkled blue field uniform, adorned with the two stripes of a seaman apprentice.

Ruby asked, �How long do you have, Smitty?�

He glanced at his wristwatch.� �About two hours.� Gorch�ll be checking on me at 13:00.�

�You�re planning to miss lunch?�� She grinned.� �Want something to eat?�

He grinned in return.� �Won�t have time for that.�

Flubbie said brightly, �Can I get him a cold beer?�

�Not if he�s returning to duty,� said Ruby firmly.� �Julie, go get him a glass of coke.� What else is your pleasure, Smitty?�

�Well, I, uh ��� Looking around at the girls, his grin faded.� �Somehow this weekend I never got the chance ��� He paused, eyes locked with Flubbie�s.

Ruby snorted.� �Hard to believe you missed any chances this weekend!�

�Well, I missed one.� And from what the guys said �� Miss Flubbie, you sweet thing, can I have a couple hours with you?�

The black haired girl�s face lit.� �Oh, yeah, Smitty!�� Standing, they met in the middle of the room and fell kissing into each other�s arms.

Ruby also stood.� �Come on back to the balcony, Cissie.� We know when we�re not wanted.�

Cissie shook her head.� �He�ll want me in a few minutes.� They always do.�

�Maybe you�re right.� Send Julie out when she gets back with his drink.�

�Okay.�

As Ruby passed through the screen door, she heard Flubbie say while tugging at his buttons, �I think you�re the studliest guy on the island.�

Julie soon appeared and paused beside the glider.� Her face showed her surprise.� �Don�t you want to watch?�

�When a guy asks for a particular girl, you let him have her.�

�Then what�s Cissie doing in there?�

�I�ve been watching the two of them for better than a week.� When Flubbie gets first poke, she always turns the guy over to Cissie to clean him up.�

�Yuck!�

Ruby chuckled.� �Some women love that combination.�

�Jism and ��

�Pussy juice.� I don�t mind it myself.� You�re still very young, Julie.�

�I know it.�� The girl flopped onto the glider and crossed her hands over her chest.� �I hope my boobs get bigger soon.�

�Did your mother have big ones?�

�I � don�t remember.� Haven�t seen her lately.�

�They�ll get bigger, although not as soon as you wish, maybe.�

�The guys don�t like me.�

The woman smiled at her.� �Sorry you brought me Flubbie and Cissie?�

�I � guess.� A little.� Not that more than three or four of them would do me before!�

�I think that�s because of who you are, not the size of your boobs.�

The girl declared, �I know they�ll like me better when they get bigger.�

�Probably.�� The woman�s smile vanished.� �Julie, I�ve been meaning to ask you.� Are you on the pill?�

�You mean birth control pills?�

�Yes.�

Julie looked silently away.

�What?� said Ruby.� �My god, you don�t mean �� When was your last period?�

�I don�t remember.� Maybe July.�

�Oh, shit!� Are you taking the pills?�

The girl took a deep breath.� �I forgot to tell Daddy to get them.�

�Julie, I hate to think �� When�s your next period supposed to happen?�

�Um � It was supposed to happen the first week in August.�� At last the girl looked around at the woman.

�And you�ve missed it by more than two weeks, haven�t you.�

�I guess so.�

Now Ruby took a deep breath.� �Oh, god, that tears it!�� She got to her feet and started for the door.

�What�s wrong?� asked Julie.

�I can�t believe you don�t know what�s wrong.� If you mean, where�m I going, I�m getting dressed and going to the commissary � the drug section.�

Julie�s face brightened.� �Hey, I�ll go with you.�

�No, you won�t.� You stay right here until I get back.� And don�t take a piss while I�m gone, okay?�

* * *

When Ruby returned, she found Julie leaning in the den doorway, watching a nude Smitty fucking Cissie on the couch.� The blonde lay catty-cornered, legs wrapped around his hips as he knelt on the carpet before her.� Flubbie knelt beside them, hanging on his shoulders and licking his ear.� Both girls were naked.

Ruby said, �Julie, come on into the bathroom.�� As the girl followed her, she added, �I thought he had the hots for Flubbie.�

�He did � for her asshole.� He sure put the juice in it!� Didn�t take long.�

�Smitty�s a fast popper the first time.� Here.� Pee in this bedpan.�

Julie straddled the commode, holding the curved pan between her legs.� Urine rattled.� Finished, she studied the results and shrugged.� �Looks normal to me.�

Ruby chuckled.� �What�d you expect?� Set the pan on the counter.�

The woman tore open the box labeled, Pregnancy Test, and scanned the directions, saying with a shrug, �These things have changed!�� She freed a strip and holding it by the blue end, thrust it into the yellow liquid while counting to three by thousands.� Removing it, she pulled off a tissue and laid the strip on it.

�Now what?� asked Julie.

�Now we wait five minutes, according to the directions.� Do you happen to know how many periods you�ve had?�

�Since I started?� Not really; I didn�t count.�

�Well, when did you start?�

�This spring.� I think it was March.�

�What do you use for the blood?�

�Use?� Oh.� Like tampons?� I had to get the smallest they had in the commissary.�

�You had to get them?� Didn�t you tell your father?�

�No.� I felt � squeamish.�

�I hope you talked to a woman in the commissary.�

�I did.� Did it matter?�

�Yeah.� A man would�ve told all over the station that the old man�s daughter started her periods.�

Julie blinked.� �Who would care?�

�As I said before, it�s who you are, honey.� Tell me: when did you � lose your cherry?�

�In June.�

�You probably haven�t noticed,� said Ruby dryly, �but now you can use larger tampons.�

�If I have another period, you mean.�

�Well, when a woman first begins, sometimes she misses one or two while her body gets into the rhythm.�

�You mean ��� Julie�s eyes widened.� �I might not be pregnant?�

�You might not.� We�ll know in another minute or two.�

They could hear the couch creaking in the den.� Julie said musingly, �Smitty�s second time can last.�

�That�s true of all men, honey.� The difference is that not all of them can go a second time so soon after the first.�

�Why not?�

�One of the differences.� Haven�t you noticed?� Some guys lose their hard-ons right away.�� Ruby chuckled.� �That�s when they remember who they just fucked.�

After awhile the woman took a deep breath.� �That ought to be about five minutes.� The directions say we�ll see a bright control band in the white area and below it �� Oh, shit, Julie, bad news!�

She held up the strip.� Two narrow bands were clearly evident below the colored part.

�What�s it mean?� said Julie, licking dry lips.

�That you�re caught, honey.�

The girl snatched the strip, held it close and studied it intently.� �The bottom band is fainter.� Couldn�t it be a mistake?�

�No.� The directions say the strongest indicator comes with first morning pee.� This is what to expect at lunch time.� If you weren�t caught, only the control band would show.�

�Oh, god!�

�Oh, god, indeed!�� Ruby shook her head, sighing.� �This will probably ruin everything.�

�What do you mean, �everything?�� I�m the pregnant one.�

�You�ll have to tell your father, Julie.� And he�ll find out everything.�

�I don�t have to mention you and the guys.�

�Don�t you?� Then how did you get caught?�

Julie considered the point, obstinate expression quickly fading.� Her chin sank into her hands.� �Oh, shit!�

Ruby hugged her.� �Poor kid.� Poor us!�

* * *

Julie had checked the schedule posted in the mess hall.� Her father was due to lead the patrol starting tomorrow.� Her showdown with him � as she thought of it � must be tonight or it would have to wait another three days.� That might be too late!� Just how pregnant was she?

Her father�s bedroom possessed a full-length mirror attached to the closet door.� After stripping off her clothing, she stood before it, turning to gain a view of her torso, absently gauging the size of breasts that were budding at last.� She kneaded the flesh of her stomach and turned again to view her belly from the other side.

�I�m not showing yet,� she murmured to herself, �but with my luck it won�t take long.�� She sighed.

As she contemplated herself, the door slammed downstairs.� Heavy feet thumped on the stairs.� Her sigh deepened but she stood still before the mirror, cringing only slightly.� Now was the time!

Her father entered the room through the open bedroom door, stopped in surprise then said fondly, �Hi, Julie!� Did you have supper?�

�Yes, Daddy.� I fixed a sandwich.�

He was unconcerned about her state of undress, as was she.� Though she was gradually ceasing to expose herself to him, such behavior was still familiar enough to draw no comment.

He slipped past her to hang a freshly pressed uniform in the closet, asking over his shoulder with a grin, �Do you like what you see?�

�Not really.� Is my stomach getting large, you think?�

�Well ��� He returned beside her to study her reflection.� �You�ve just about lost your baby fat, precious, and you�re developing very nicely.� Your breasts are larger than the last time I noticed them.�

She fondled herself with both palms, meeting his eyes in the glass.� He was not a foot taller than she.� �Do you really think so, Daddy?� They look the same as ever to me.�

�But you remember when you never had them at all, don�t you?�

�Yesh, and I had a little round stomach.�

�You�re growing up, Jewel.� You now have more flesh in some spots and less elsewhere.� Your tummy�s flatter, but your chest no longer is.� Your legs are longer and your thighs have lost their pudginess.�

�Hair has started growing on my privates.�

�Of course, but I decided not to mention that.�

She sidled close, into his embrace, asking almost in a whisper, �Do you think I�m sexy, Daddy?�

�Fathers aren�t supposed to admit that about their daughters, sweetheart, but yes, you are indeed sexy.� I guess you�re at an age when I need to say something about the danger of boys.�

�I already know, Daddy.� I really do.�

�You can�t know all that much, precious.� You were still a tomboy at the start of the summer.�

�I�m thirteen, now.� I have periods.�

�I realize that.� I hope you understand what it means.�

�It means that I can get pregnant, Daddy.�

�Yes, in time, when you�re older and have a boyfriend.�

�Do you need a boyfriend for that, Daddy?� Isn�t it just sex?�

His eyes narrowed.� �Are you planning to have sex without going steady with a boy?� My little girl isn�t like that, sweetheart.� Only slutty girls sleep around. �Besides, you�re too young to even think about such things.�

Julie began to whimper softly against his chest.� Suddenly concerned, he stroked her bare back.

�What�s the matter, precious?�

�Daddy, would you still love me if I was a slut?�

�I�ll always love you, Julie, no matter what.� Why do you ask such a ridiculous question?�

�B-because I am.�

He stiffened.� �Don�t be silly.� What is this?� Have you been fooling around with Vale�s son?� What�s his name?�

�Creight.�

�Well, have you?�

Looking up fearfully at him, she nodded.

�I knew it, dammit!� Did you �� Partridge took a breath, �let him have your virginity?�

�No.�� She gasped a sob.� �But Daddy, I think I�m pregnant!�

He rubbed finger tips along the bumps of her spine, hesitating before speaking again.� Then he smiled.

�I�m sure you�re mistaken, darling.� Creight has been touching you, has he?� You can�t get pregnant by such childish naughtiness.� Don�t you know that?�

She stepped back and looked with teary eyes into her father�s face.� �I went all the way, Daddy, and now I�ve missed a period.�

He sighed.� �That doesn�t necessarily mean anything.� When did you start your periods?� In the spring, wasn�t it?�

Julie answered a different question.� �Ruby went down to the commissary and got a test kit.�

�Ruby!� Do you mean Ruby Klieger?� What are you doing with her?�

�I�ve made really good friends with her this summer.�

�What did she say the test showed?�

�That I�m really pregnant.�

Her father grew furious, although he sought vainly to control himself.� �Ruby, for god�s sake!� Did she tell you to give yourself to that, that � little punk, Creight?� Your body is not yours � or hers � to throw away like that!� It belongs to me until you�re eighteen!� That kid�s no older than you.�� He gritted his teeth.� �What in the world made you turn to Ruby?�

Tears streaked the girl�s cheeks.� �Ruby didn�t make me have sex.�

�Didn�t she?� Then I hope to god you don�t take after your mother!�

Julie threw herself onto his bed and curled into a fetal position.� She began to bawl convulsively.

�Both you and Creight are too young!� he stormed.� �You can�t get married!�

He sat on the bed beside her, legs over the side, and pulled on her hip until she lay on her back.� She quieted for the moment, looking up at him.

�He may not be the one, Daddy,� she said.

The man gaped at her foolishly.� �Don�t tell me that!� �He took a deep breath before continuing, controlling his voice with difficulty.� �How many?� How many boys have you had sex with?�

�I don�t really know,� she bawled.� �I lost count!�

�Julie!� Were you gang-raped?�

�No, Daddy.� No one forced me.� I liked it.�

�You�re just a half-grown girl, barely pubescent!� Who are these guys?�� His brow knitted.� �On this island?� They must be older.� By god, they�re in my command!�

�Please, Daddy.� I don�t want to get anybody into trouble.�

�Trouble?� he raged.� �You don�t know the beginning of trouble, Julie!� You�re sleeping around and got yourself knocked up!� And you�re only thirteen years old!�

He grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it forcefully.� �You enjoy having guys touch you?� I�ve often admired your cute titties, but I never thought of fondling them, because you were my sweet, innocent daughter!

�So you like guys sticking their cocks into you!� That settles it: you�re your mother�s daughter.�� He thrust his hand between her thighs and jabbed two fingers into her vagina.� �Why shouldn�t I do it, now that you�re giving yourself away to any guy who asks?�

�Please, Daddy!� she cried.� �You�re hurting me!� You said you�d love me no matter what.�

Suddenly he stood up from the bed and turned away.� �Yes, I did, and I still do.� But I never anticipated being tested so cruelly.� I�m going downstairs now.� You get dressed and join me.� We have a lot to discuss.�

* * *

Julie came into the kitchen, barefoot, wearing T-shirt and shorts.� Her father sat at the table with a bottle of Scotch and a half filled glass.� He looked at her and� acknowledged that his daughter was a powerfully desirable piece of jail bait.

�Daddy,� she asked, �are we going to have sex together?�

Nothing about her could surprise him any more.� He calmly replied, �No, Julie, and I want you to stop parading naked around the house.�

She seemed disappointed, or was he mistaken?

�No,� he said again, �but I�ll probably touch you differently from now on.�

�You were too rough upstairs, Daddy.� You hurt me.�

�I�m sorry, Julie.� I won�t hurt you again.� You�re still my little girl, and I love you no matter how much trouble you�ve caused.�

�Ms. Ruby said that I should tell you about it.�

He chuckled ironically.� �Because pretty soon I�d be asking how you got a swollen belly?�� His humor vanished.� �Of course she knows what you�ve been up to.�

�Yes, Daddy.� She said you�d probably want to talk to her about it.� She said there�s no way we can keep it a secret now.�

�What secret, precious?� What have you done worse than spreading your legs for the guys?�

�Maybe she should explain that, Daddy.� I wouldn�t know how to start.�

�Start with your first guy.� Who was he, if not Creight?�

�P-Pongo.�

The man blinked.� �What?� Your cousin?� He was only here for a night or two at the beginning of the summer.�

�I know, but he showed me some videos and � we did it.�

�Videos!� That little bast�� All right, water over the dam!�� He sighed.� �I want to hear it all, Julie.� Did Pongo whet your appetite?� Who was next?�

�Creight and Dave.�

�Dave who?�� The man shook his head.� �I don�t know their first names.�

�The Pelchers� boy.�

�What?� He�s just a �� Is he even old enough to get it up?�

�Oh, yes.� I taught him to squirt.�

�Squirt?�� He blinked at her.

�You know, ejaculate.�

�How in the world ��

�In my mouth.�

�You, you ��� He glared.� Somehow a cock in her sweet mouth seemed the far worse violation.

�And then there were other guys, older.�

�You haven�t been off the island all summer, so they were in my command, weren�t they.�

�Yes, Daddy.�

�How many?�

�I don�t know.� Six or eight, maybe.�

�That many!�� He sighed.� �Well, I guess it could be worse.� Where did you meet them?� Here?�

�At Ruby�s.� Or in the woods.� Mostly at Ruby�s.�

�That figures!� he said ironically.� �Was Roger there?�

�Two or three times.�

�And he laid you too, did he?�

�No, although I would have.�

�Jesus Christ!�

�He said I needed to fill out more.�

�I can just imagine.� He likes them full-figured, like his wife.�

�She sure is, isn�t she!� But he likes Ruby�s nieces, even Flubbie.�

�Ruby�s infamous nieces!�� He stood up.� �Come on, we�re heading to Ruby�s house.� Roger is off on patrol.� I wonder who she�s entertaining tonight.�

* * *

They walked slowly down the sidewalk toward the Klieger house, which was a few hundred feet distant.� Surprising the girl, Partridge had paused in his room to take up a briefcase that now dangled from his arm.� As they walked, they saw movement on the Klieger verandah, although the light was too dim to determine who was present.

Partridge chuckled ironically.� �She�s certainly entertaining somebody!�

Diffidently Julie sought her father�s free hand.

�Jewel,� he asked, taking it into his own, �are you old enough to experience, you know, real pleasure when you have sex?�

�I know the word, Daddy: orgasm.� More often than not I feel it.� It�s awesome!� Will it get better when I�m older?�

�I don�t know about girls, sweetheart, but guys get the full blast from early on.�

�Daddy, don�t you need sex any more?� Are you too old for that?� You don�t date.�

�I�m hardly too old, precious.� I have sex from time to time, but now I think I should find a new wife.�

�I�ll be your wife, Daddy.�

�Absolutely not!� Although I doubt many fathers ever heard such a sweet proposal.� Besides I�ve decided to send you to live with your Aunt Agnes in Columbus.�

�With Aunt Agnes!� Please, Daddy ��� Julie started to pout but recalled that Pongo went to college in Columbus.

�It�s selfish of me, honey.� My career won�t withstand a pregnant, thirteen-year-old daughter.� Agnes will � help you and spare us from embarrassment.�

They continued on, now silently.� As they neared the Klieger house, they heard footsteps thumping on stairs and the backdoor slammed.

Partridge grunted.� �Who do you suppose?�

�Probably it was Creight and Dave.�

�What were they doing there, precious?�

�Ms. Ruby nieces live with her now.� I guess the boys were visiting.�

�Of course.� Tell me, Julie: does Ruby �� We might as well be frank now.� Does she fuck them too?�

�Creight, but not Dave.� She says he�s too boyish.�

A womanly soprano floated down from above.� �Is that you, Arnie?�

�Julie and I.� We need to talk.�

�Come on up to the den.� We�ve been expecting you.�

�Who�s with you?�

�Just my nieces.�

He stepped up on the porch, opened the screen door and walked without hesitation through the house and up the stairs, leaving Julie to follow.� She noted that he needed no direction.� Were all the island house plans on his computer?

Lamps on end tables lit the den adequately.� Julie followed the man inside the room and stood just behind him.� Ruby was seated on the longest couch, flanked by the two girls.� All three were barefoot, wearing their customary housecoats.� The girls� hair needed attention but the woman�s makeup was immaculate.

Partridge rested his free hand on that hip.� �Ruby, we need to discuss what�s been going on with you and Julie � as well, obviously, with an unspecified number of men and boys.�

�Very well, Arnie.� But first, I don�t believe you�ve met my nieces.� They weren�t here on your last visit.� This is Flubbie on my right.� The blonde is Cissie.�

�We�re pleased to meet you,� said Flubbie with a polite smile.

Instead of acknowledging the introduction, he said, �Last names the same as your maiden name, I understand, and both are 17.�

The woman�s eyes glittered.� �That�s what we told you.�

�We can do better than that, Ruby.� The one with black hair is Florence Alford.� The blonde is Shelby Beveril.� Both are age 14.�

Ruby�s eyebrows rose.� Both girls stared at him with wide eyes.

He laid the briefcase on the coffee table, popped it open and withdrew two computer printouts that he handed to the woman.� She glanced at them, sighed and passed one to Flubbie, the other to Cissie.

�What�s the paper?� asked Julie.

�FBI wanted posters,� said Partridge, �with their photographs and complete descriptions.�

�What are they wanted for?�

�Nothing illegal.� Yet.� They�re in the database as runaways, last seen over a month ago getting into a car with unknown men in Port Jefferson, New York.� Curiously enough, the yacht that foundered, Long Island Belvedere, was based at Port Jefferson.� Did you know all that, Ruby?�

The woman took a breath.� �I didn�t know their last names or exactly where they were from.� I guess you want to know why I lied to you.�

He grinned sourly at her.� �Knowing you, my dear, I believe I understand.� Are they truly so randy?�

�Oh yes!� They�re exactly like me at that age: can�t get enough.�

�I see.�

�But do you?� Cissie, show him.�

The blonde got willingly to her feet and threw off the housecoat.� She performed a brief burlesque dance before him with chest thrown out, breasts bouncing, hips gyrating, a hand fluffing her hair.

When she stood still, hands on hips, she said in the wide-eyed smile and husky voice of Marilyn Monroe, �I�d love to suck your cock all day long.�

�My god!� he uttered involuntarily.

Flubbie spoke up.� �She means it too.� All day and all night, if you�ll let her.� She loves it.�

�What about you?�

�I�ll be right beside her, doing whatever you wish.�

He nodded, looking at Ruby.� �Indeed you were expecting me!� Did you teach her that stripper�s dance?�

�No,� said the woman, �I think it�s instinctive.�

Cissie pressed her belly up against him and puckered her lips for a kiss.� Instead he slipped a backwards-turned hand between them, pushed two fingers into her vagina and from the inside compressed her clitoris against his palm.� She was wet; his fingers entered easily.

�Ooo!� she moaned.

�I admit this one is randy!�� He sighed heavily and stepped back.� �But I came here to talk, Ruby, and that�s all.�� His voice firmed.� �Young lady, put on your clothes and sit back down.�

As the miffed girl obeyed, Ruby said with a shrug, �All right, Arnie.� Do you want privacy for this discussion?�

�Parts of it, maybe.�� He indicated the �nieces.�� �Do they know about Julie�s � condition?�

�I didn�t tell them!�

�Then � of course, it�s the basic reason I�m here, as you and I know.� But tonight I learned a lot more as well.�

The woman sighed.� �Yes, I guess you have.� Should I send the girls out?� It�s up to you.�

�I don�t have to discuss Julie�s condition.� I�ve already decided what to do about that.�

�Then why don�t you sit down?�

�Thank you.�� He gestured for Julie to join him on the facing couch.� Taking a deep breath, he said, �My daughter tells me she�s been sexually active with numerous partners here on the island.� Is that your understanding?�

�Exactly, but let me say right off that she was not seduced by me.�

�Creight, you think?�

�Creight and Dave.�

�Little Davis Pelcher!�� He shook his head.� �Perhaps Julie seduced him.�

�Partly she did.� Let me assure you that neither myself nor any other adult is implicated with that child.�

�You and others are culpable, though, and I want to know how culpable.� In particular how far has Julie advanced in her sexuality?�

�During the past couple of months, Arnie, she has learned and experienced more about sex than most women do in their entire lives.�

�She�s only thirteen, for god�s sake!�

�It happens like that sometimes.�

�How about you, Ruby?� Did you start that young?�

�In that respect I was more fortunate than many girls, but let�s not talk about me.� It�s Julie who has the problem.�

�And you don�t?� Christ, Ruby, what have you been doing with Julie and the other kids?�

�I didn�t want to discuss it, because it might trouble you.�

�What�s to discuss?� I assume you�ve been fucking boys and licking twats with these girls.� You could wind up in the slammer!�

She sighed.� �You won�t report me, Arnie, not after what we�ve meant to each other.�

�That�s not the reason, as you very well know.�� He paused in a moment�s thought.� �You told me once that Roger knew about us.� How does he know?�

She shrugged.� �I told him of course!�

�Did you!� And how did he react?�

�He wanted to hear every detail, just as he does with all my carryings-on.� He approves of them, Arnie.� I think he hopes it will tie his career to yours.�

�Is he so cold-blooded?�

She shook her head. ��I�d call him hot blooded.�� She grinned.� �He says that he can only fuck twice a day, but through me he gets laid a lot more often than that.�

Partridge looked thoughtful.� �And he�s not worried � about you running off with another man?�

�Why should he be � if he lets me have them here?�

�An interesting point.�� He took a breath.� �Julie says that she has slept with several men in my command.�

�In a manner of speaking, Arnie.�

�Yes, I gather they don�t actually sleep.� This has occurred under your supervision?�

�Mostly, I suppose.�

�And you and your �nieces.�� How many have you three not slept with?�

�You want numbers?�� The woman stared at him.� �At our last orgy I believe twelve of your men attended.�

�Plus the two boys?�

�Yes.�

�And Julie?�

�Yes, Arnie.�

�This room isn�t large enough for so many.�

�We held it in a clearing beyond the ridge that the kids call the ball field.�

He looked at his daughter.� �You were there, Julie?�

�Yes, Daddy.�

�Who did you fuck?�

�C-Creight and Dave.� And � four others.�

�Only four?�

�Most of them think I�m too young.�

Ruby said, �They all know she�s your daughter.�

He sighed.� �What have you been doing here, Ruby, aside from entertaining your husband and his commander?�

After a moment the woman smiled slightly.� �I think of it as a course in sexual education.� It has some benefits, you know.

�Oh yeah?� For you?�

�Yes, I enjoy it immensely and so does Roger when I tell him.� But it keeps a lot of your guys on station, especially on the weekends.� You have no discipline problems with them.�� She chuckled lightly.� �They think the Coast Guard ought to make such education generally available.�

He grinned sourly.� �As a special duty of execs� wives?�

�Maybe a special MOS.�

He said dryly, �I won�t be a hypocrite.� If they can name an admiral who might approve, I�ll let them write him.�� He sighed.� �So you�ve become a pedophile and a lesbian, Ruby?�

�Only incidentally.� Don�t be so staid, Arnie.� It�s the Twenty-First century.�

�You mean the new age allows sex with children?�

�The kids enjoy it.�

�And you as well, I�m sure.� Maybe I�m too retro, but I refuse to sleep with my thirteen year old daughter.�

The woman�s eyes sparkled.� �She offered?�

�Almost in so many words.� That shit has to stop, Ruby.� I�m sending Julie to live with my sister in Ohio.� Agnes will take care of the problem, one way or the other.�

�Face the facts, Arnie.� Julie won�t change even in Ohio.� As for me, I much prefer adult men, although I do confess to enjoying occasional snuggles with a girl.�

�Like these two.� But they can�t stay here, Ruby.� Others have seen those posters.�

�I understand, Arnie.� We�ve discussed it and the girls know.�

�What will you do with them?�

�Put them on the ferry with CPO Bakersfield, if you don�t prevent it.� He�ll buy them bus tickets for Port Jefferson.�

Partridge looked at Flubbie.� �But will you two go home then?�

The girl�s chin rose.� �We�ll be out of your hair, either way.�

Cissie�s voice was more submissive.� �We have to get back before school starts.�

Flubbie said mockingly, �Thinking of those 28 boys, are you, honey?�

Partridge let that pass.� He said firmly to Ruby, �Your girls and mine have to be shipped out by the end of the week.� Let�s be done with it!�� He stood to leave, adding, �I expect you to take care of this promptly.�

�I�ll certainly take care of my two,� said the woman.

�All right.� I�ll talk to you later.� Come on, Julie.�

As they returned to his house, he asked his daughter, �What�s that about 28 boys?�

* * *

Two suitcases and a makeup case were to accompany Julie on her flight to Columbus; the rest would be shipped later.� CPO Bakersfield, with Seaman Honiker driving, was waiting before her house in the humvee at the appointed hour.� He had already picked up Ruby�s �nieces.�� Flubbie sat between the men.� She was playing with Bakersfield�s cock, a hand thrust under his belt.

Cissie helped Julie stow her baggage.� A flight bag each was adequate transportation for what Ruby had bought them on the island.

�Good morning, everybody,� said Julie, taking her seat in the vehicle.

They all responded as the humvee lurched forward.� Cissie, wearing jeans, went to her knees on the spacious floorboard and licked Honiker�s neck.� He flinched but straightened up to accommodate her.

�Oh, god,� she murmured, �I�m going to miss your ever-hard banger.�

�For a while,� agreed Flubbie, �till you find another.�

�It�s really too bad,� said Bakerfield, �you kids have to leave.� You were even more fun than my boat.�

�Oh that was fun too,� said Flubbie.� �When you took us fishing, we caught four dicks.�

�Uh-huh!� enthused Crissie.

�I only caught Creight�s,� Julie grouched.

Flubbie said, �You�ll do better when you come back to the island.�

�If I ever do.�

Flubbie craned her neck to look at the younger girl but said nothing.

The mainland ferry had not yet arrived.� At the slip everyone departed the humvee.� Honiker unloaded their bags.� All three girls took the moment to kiss him on the lips.� He returned to the vehicle and drove away with a doleful expression.

They found Creight and Dave waiting for them.� The boys spoke to the older girls but caught Julie�s hands and pulled her aside.� �We want to talk to you.�� They tugged her behind a thick concrete stanchion where the strong morning breeze fluttered in their ears.

Watching them leave, Cissie asked aggrievedly, �Where are they taking her?�

�To get a last blowjob,� guessed Flubbie.

Bakersfield laughed.

Cissie sidled up to him, her hand on his arm.� �Which is a good idea.�

His laughter choked off but he smiled.� �Wait till we get on the ferry.� Did Ruby say why she didn�t come to see you off?�

Flubbie answered, �She hates to see us go.�

�Yeah, so do I, but when the boss says jump, you don�t come down without permission.�

�What?� demanded Cissie, blinking at him.� �That�s stupid!�

�But you notice who�s jumping.�

�He said we had to leave,� admitted Flubbie.� �It made Ruby cry.�

The man sighed.� �I guess so.� You�re the kind she�d love as daughters.�

On the far side of the stanchion Dave�s face was gloomy.� �Creight says you�re leaving for good!�

Julie nodded.� �I might come back for visits.�

�Just visits?� But where are you going?�

�To live with my aunt in Ohio.�

�My god, Julie.� Did we do something?�

�It might not�ve been you.�

�What might not�ve?�

�Who did something.�

He looked puzzled.� �Don�t you � like us anymore?�

�Yeah, I like you.�� She looked from one to the other and finally put her arms around both.� �You�ve stuck by me better than anybody.�

�Then why�re you leaving us?�

She misdirected them as her father had dictated.� �I�m going to school in Columbus.�

�Oh,� said Dave.� �Like a boarding school?�

�Except I can live with my aunt.� It�ll be better than a ferry trip every day.�

�But who�ll you fuck?� asked Creight frankly.

She looked away.� �I don�t know.�� Pongo, she thought.� Maybe.� Then she studied the boy�s face with greater interest.� �You heard about Ms. Ruby�s new rules, didn�t you?� The question is, who�ll you fuck?�

Cissie stuck her head around the stanchion.� �Here comes the ferry.� Come on back, Julie.�

�We can still fool around with each other,� Creight suggested as the boys followed the girls.

�I�m not like you!� Dave declared under his breath.� �I�m not a queer!�

�I�m not either, but we�ve done it before enough times.� It�s beats whacking off alone in the shower.�

Cissie intercepted them, letting Julie go on.� She caught Dave�s arm.� Creight shrugged and joined the others.

�You won�t forget me, will you?� asked the blonde.

�Of course not!� You�re the only one who�ll let me fuck.�

�Besides Julie.�

�She�s like a sister.�� He took her hands in his.� He stood half a head shorter than she.� �I�ll miss you and not just because I won�t have any girl to fuck now.�

She pulled him against her and kissed the top of his head.� �Of all my guys this summer, Dave, you�re my favorite.� You�re a pretty boy with no hair on his body and sporting a beautiful little cock.� I�ll certainly miss you too.� I�ll probably never find anyone like you again.�

He grinned.� �Cissie, I found out I like blondes with lots of meat, girls like you.� But I�ll miss more than your body.� I�ll miss you as a friend.�

�At least you�re not slobbering and telling me that you love me, like a guy I dropped in the seventh grade.�

�I don�t know about love, Cissie.� I won�t even kiss you good-bye.� Let�s just shake hands.�

�We already are.�

�There�ll be other girls for me, Cissie.� There�ll have to be.�

Flubbie had drifted near.� She said, �You still don�t know enough about girls, Davy.� You only know the kind who spread before you ask.� Most of them aren�t like that.�

�Don�t all girls like to fuck?�

�Once they warm up.� It�s not like you think, Dave.� Me, Cissie and Julie like sex pure and simple � with girls and boys, men and women.� We don�t expect any pay-off besides orgasms.� The majority of girls want more than that.�

�Like what?�

�Presents and promises.� They want all your attention even when you�re not having sex.� And they certainly won�t share you with anybody else.�

�That sounds like no fun, Flubbie.� I don�t want to spend all my time with a girl.�

�Yeah, I know.� That�s why guys lie and cheat and make fools of themselves just to get pussy.� But with no girls around here after we leave, you and Creight will have to fuck each other and your fists.�

�I�m not queer, Flubbie!�

�Maybe not, but Creight is half-way.�� She snickered.� �He�ll be there for you on lonely days.�

�Maybe Ms. Ruby will change her mind.�

�I doubt it.� She has enough grown-up guys to fuck, and I don�t think she�ll take any more risk fooling around with you and Creight.�

�Bummer!� If things are going to be like that, I�d even let a girl lead me around by the nose.�

�But there aren�t any more girls the right age on the island.�

�Maybe my dad�ll get transferred.�

�You can always hope.�

Creight came up quietly and embraced Cissie from behind, palming her two soft breasts in the process.

�Time to go,� he said.� �The ferry has docked.�

�It has to unload first,� Dave protested.

�That won�t take long.�

They joined the others.� Bakersfield smirked at Cissie.� �Looks like nobody to board except me and you girls.� I know a spot out of the pilot�s sight.� You can suck my fat cock all the way to Portland.�

�And I will too.�

* * *

A small moving van had driven off the ferry and stood parked on the dock.� A strange man in Coast Guard uniform leaned against it while talking with the driver.

The girls, having said their good-byes to Dave and Creighton, followed Bakersfield, who managed their baggage, onto the ferry.� A woman and two blonde, almost-adolescent girls disembarked, passing them in the opposite direction.� Cissie, behind the newcomers, waved wildly to the boys, pointing at the new girls.

�They must be moving here!� cried Dave, following her gestures wide-eyed.� �Come on, Creight.� Let�s go meet them.�

Cupping hands around her mouth, Flubbie cried, �Watch out for the string in your nose!� �Cissie dissolved in giggles.

END