Storiesonline.net ------- Hindsight 20/20 by SmokinDriver Copyright© 2012 by SmokinDriver ------- Description: This is a coming of age story for a man that has gone back 35 years in his life. We can see how he would live differently knowing now what he didn't know the first time. Some codes are listed but not a major theme of the story others could have been listed but were left out for the same reasons. Some chapters have no sex and some contain orgies. As in any long story there is not a constant chapter after chapter pattern. Thanks for reading. Codes: MF mf Mf mF ff Ff cons TimeTr Mdom span interr size sch ------- ------- Chapter 1 I felt myself falling, free falling from thousands of feet. I could not see the ground but I could feel the adrenalin flowing through my body as the fear built inside, knowing that the end was near. Then I woke up. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I took deep breaths to try to regain some control of myself. I looked around the room and knew exactly where I was. I was in my room, but it was 1971. I had done what I thought or maybe dreamt was impossible. I had made the leap in time. Late in high school, I had a very interesting teacher in Physics, Mr. Hunsaker. He taught all the things in the books but often would go off topic about less accepted and unproven theories like transcendental meditation, string theory and Quantum Physics. String theory was always something I thought was an interesting concept. If you take your life from beginning to end and think of it as a string or a straight line it can represent time. You can stretch a string tight in a straight line between two tacks or it can have a curve like the one attached to a kite that holds it from flying away or you can drop it on the floor and it will land in a pile where it crosses over itself and over other people's strings. The last case was the one that I felt was the most logical if there was a string theory that could be real. I started exploring this in high school and then continued the exploration in college with the help of some mind loosening substances. Most of the time, I felt like I couldn't feel or see another part of my string. However, every occasionally I could sense that I was coming up on an intersection, where my string crossed itself. At those points, I felt like I wanted to break free of this reality or path and make the leap to try to grasp onto the intersection and change over to another part of my string or thread. If you look at good skiers, they are relaxed and go with the flow. Those that are beginners or scared, tend to snowplow. If you are relaxed but in control you can make it look easy when you do tricks and make the jumps, moguls, turns or stops. I had been working on understanding the feelings that I was having and I sensed when they got stronger and stronger until that point in time when the strings pieces were closest or touching. At that point, I usually found myself in a dream state, falling uncontrollably. I would wake up and be in my own time and then the feeling would go away. If I was awake, it would feel like I nodded off and then the feeling would go away as if the intersection was left in my rearview mirror. Tonight, I again had the feeling for the first time in about nine months. I went out onto my porch after my family had gone to sleep and lit up a joint. I don't smoke every day or even every week but it does helps me relax. I tried mushrooms when I was in college and it freed my mind but made me too paranoid to relax. I sat on my deck, meditated, and felt the feeling get stronger and stronger. Finally, I let my mind take the leap and instead of feeling repelled like a magnet with the same pole, it felt reversed and it pulled me to the other string. I felt like I was falling like usual but this time I had bridged the gap. I woke up and knew where I was and what year it was. I lived in Ft. Lauderdale for one year when I was in sixth grade and I was in my room. I also saw the moving boxes and figured we were either just moving in or getting ready to move out. After looking at the bare white walls, I knew we had just moved in, and it was June 1971. My name is William Britton. Everyone calls me Britt. I am an only child. My parents just transferred to South Florida, so my dad (Michael) could come to manage the computer division of a big bank. My mother is a stay-at-home mom and looks after the house. I have jumped from being 45 back to being 10 years of age. I was not scared but I had to think through what was going to happen. I pictured that when I made the leap that I had simply tied a knot and started another string or I may have created a fork in the old string. Otherwise, I thought that I would have to live the same life as I had experienced before. I could try to mirror that life but to be honest although I had enjoyed that path I was ready to try a different life experience. In my old path, I had a wife, three kids, a dog, a cat, a house and a mortgage. I had put one child through college, had one in college and one ready to start. I had just spent over $120,000 on my oldest to get her through school and now all she wanted was a wedding so she could stay home and have babies while her husband worked as an office manager. I was in sales my whole life. I started as a waiter, then bartender, stocks, medical devises and computer software. I was good at what I did but there was always some type of cycle. Sales were up then down. Layoffs, new bosses, lousy bosses, got bored and the grass was greener somewhere else. If I were to look back, there were a couple of jobs where I could have made a home. However, at most, they only were a step up. My wife was a stay-at-home mom. I love, loved, or will love her depending on how you look at it. We always seemed to live right at the edge of our means and then something would come up to set us back. We loved life, we loved travel and we loved our kids. We drove decent cars and lived in decent neighborhoods. I was good at sales and did well. When I turned 35, I had over $500,000 in the stock market and I was looking forward to keeping up the living pace and retiring early. Instead, I became passive and watched as my aggressive stock portfolio plummeted and then found myself either laid off or quit depending on whom you asked. I spent the last $150k of my savings over the next few years trying to cover the difference between my income and my expenses. I loved my wife and kids but felt like everything I did was for them. I lived to make them happy. However, now that I had a new string I could try the path less traveled. I had a fresh canvas to paint my new life story. I would have to choose, starting with my ten year-old string, where to go. I think that for the most part, the rest of the world would follow a similar path. I thought about friends that I would miss, my wife and my kids, but then said that if they were to be in my life then they would be there. If not then someone else would replace them. One of the reasons I was good at sales is because I would listen. As I listened to the people I was trying to help with my products and services, I learned a lot about different jobs, companies, people and places. As a result, I had a very broad knowledge base to build on, and on top of the fact that I thought that I had a good understanding of what was going to happen in the future. I also loved to gamble. I'd bet on sports and would typically have some fun in the casinos when I was at conventions in Vegas. The main differences between a kid and an adult are experience and confidence. Maturity and size also come into play but to a lesser degree. I had the confidence and experience to stand up for what I wanted. I could make knowledgeable decision and not have to back down too often. Think back to the first time you asked someone on a date or asked a girl to dance. Those events were terrifying the first time through. Later you learned that the girls were just as scared as you were. If approached in the right way with the right confidence things would be much easier. Getting back to my story, I had a million things going through my mind but being only 10 my body finally just conked out and I fell asleep. I woke to my mom gently rubbing my back and saying "honey it is time to get up, we have a busy day". I hardly remembered what my 29 year old mom (Linda) looked like but she was young. I rolled over and just looked at her. She had blond hair that fell just below her shoulders. She was medium height around 5' 7" and was in good shape with nice breasts, maybe a little on the small side. She looked at me funny and then looked around the room. "We have a lot to do today. I know you want to try out the new pool but we need to get your room straighten out first. I haven't even unpacked your bathing suits yet." She got up and as she walked out the door said, "We picked up some milk, cereal and sandwich stuff last night on our way in, come get your breakfast." I have always been intrigued by time travel stories and thought about what I would do the same or differently than some of the stories I had read. I took a quick look at my body and everything was small. When I made the leap, I was 6' 3'' and 250 pounds. I was overweight by a few pounds and was not much into exercise. I did not have a 12" cock the size of a coke can but was above average in the 9" range. Right now, everything was just the opposite. I was short, skinny as a stick, loved to play and had maybe an inch or two downstairs. I knew that all that would change in time. However, in the meantime, what was I to do? Most people going to college have no clue about what they want to do in life. I had a good idea about the direction I wanted to head in but needed to come up with a plan to get there. However, first things first, I thought about breakfast and then seeing my dad as my next steps. When I went downstairs and saw my Dad, he looked young too. He didn't have a beer gut. He had a full head of hair and looked like a young 30 year old should. Breakfast though, did not look so good. As I mentioned before, my wife stayed at home, was a good cook, and always had tasty interesting food. As a result, I was overweight. Cheerios was not a staple in my house but here was a bowl of them in front of me. My mom was not a bad cook but a Jell-O mold with bananas made her think she was creative. I was quiet. I am sure my parents thought it was because I had just woke up or because I was in a new place but truth be told, I just didn't want to freak everyone out. After breakfast, I went into my room to unpack my stuff, something that a 10 year old wouldn't normally do. When my mom walked in and asked what I was doing I told her I was looking for my swimsuit and some toys that I could not find. I guess I had forgotten how to be a kid. I did help my mom get my room together and went out to swim. I had taken lessons the last couple of years so my parents only needed to check on me from time to time. After a couple of hours, I changed into some shorts and went outside to see what was going on. Dad was in the garage and sorting through some of the boxes. I said hi to him and walked down to the end of the block and back. I saw a couple kids outside and stopped to say hi and introduce myself. I did not stick around too long and went back home. I found my room in good shape. In addition, the rest of the house was coming together. All of the furniture was placed by the movers and the boxes were all marked and placed in the correct room so the unpacking was just time consuming not difficult. I saw some empty boxes lying around and started taking them out to the garage. Dad was going to run to the K-Mart and pick up a couple things and asked if I wanted to ride with him. When we got to the store, he was getting a mat for the front door, some new trashcans and other stuff that you just don't want to include in the move. I saw a diary as we passed the office supplies and I asked if I could get it. I needed to start making plans and did not want to have an open notebook lying around. Later after dinner, my parents wanted to watch TV. I didn't want to watch "reruns" so I told them I was going to my room. I had made up my mind to take a different path in this life based on what I now wanted. I didn't want to be a selfish jerk or unkind. I just wasn't going to structure my life to take care of and cater to others. I would need to have money, not billions but eventually a few million so I could dictate my life and not answer to the MAN. I had read about the Hunt brothers cornering the silver market in 1979 and of course the stocks that were going to be big winners over the next 40 years. I remembered real estate trends and areas that would be hot during different times. I used my first night to write down the timeline that I remembered and events that would be potential opportunities for investing. After that, I thought about sporting events that I had been to or remembered the date and score and wrote those down. I did not know if I had any money or if I did, where it was. My grandfather gave me some money when I was born to start a college fund but I think it was only a couple hundred dollars. (This was quite a bit of money back in the 60's). I also remember that back then I used to pick up coke bottles and get a nickel each for the deposit. There were many construction sites as South Florida was expanding and building neighborhood after neighborhood. If I could pick up 10 bottles a day that would be about $3 a week and other odd jobs if I was lucky maybe $5-$10 a week or $250 - $500 a year. That is a lot of work for a 10 year old and all of that work so I could come up with 100 pounds of silver. If I sold at the top of the market, I would have around $80,000 and a lot of explaining to do. I could ask my dad to invest my couple of hundred in IBM. He is a computer person and does buy stocks so that may be a good long-term play. I locked up my diary, slid it in my cigar box, and went to bed. I was still very tired. I woke up the next morning and Dad was getting ready for work. I guess he had two weeks between ending his last job and starting at the bank but he used it for packing and taking us to Six Flags over Georgia. We had moved from Atlanta where my mom and dad both grew up. I had been there a few times over the years so I could talk about it and not look too out of place. Any way he was having breakfast and the paperboy had delivered the paper for the first time at our new house. I sat down for my cereal and started with the comics. As dad was saying goodbye, I looked over and he had the sports page in his hand so I asked if I could read that as well. Both of my parents looked at me as if I was crazy. I loved sports and they knew that but I had just started reading a few years before and had never show an interest in the newspaper. My parents or grandparents had taken me to see the Braves, Hawks and Falcons from time to time and I enjoyed watching all different sports. I opened up to the sports page and slowly read about the previous Hawk's game. Pete Maravich was with the Hawks and had a double double with 24 points and 12 assists. The Dolphins had a small article about Bob Griese visiting children at the local hospital. That got me thinking about sports and placing a bet. Later that night my grandpa called from Atlanta to see how the move went. He spoke briefly to my dad to get the facts then grandma talked to my mom to get the drama and then they spoke to me to see how I was doing. I spoke to grandma first and told her about my new room and our own pool. I then spoke to my grandpa. I asked when they were coming down to visit. He said they were coming down for Thanksgiving and then we were going to FLY to Atlanta for Christmas. He also told me they were going to fly out to Las Vegas for a convention in August. I asked him about it and he told me that it is a meeting for attorneys and he was going to take grandma so she could play the slot machines that she liked. I remembered that they went out every year. I asked if he played slots and he said no but he would play black jack and poker and maybe bet on a game or two. I asked if he could place a bet for me and he said I was too young to bet but maybe I could help him pick something to bet on while he was out there. For the next few weeks, I met and played with the kids in the neighborhood. There were many young families and it was a new neighborhood so it continued to fill up with young couples and kids. About a third of the houses had pools so it was nice but nothing that other families didn't have. My parents made friends and had a few over for the 4th of July celebration. There were about 10 families from the street and neighborhood. We grilled out and played in the pool. This was an interesting time for me. I had the brain and knowledge of a 46-year-old but was playing and living in a 10 soon to be 11-year-old boy's body. When parents spelled things out I knew what they were saying. When they made innuendos, I knew what they meant and when they used slang, I completely understood. I was sitting at the table having a drink and a hotdog when I heard a woman say to another that she and her husband had been to a key party the weekend before. Back in the 60s and 70s, the era of free love was in full swing. A key party was a get together of couples to share partners. When they arrived, each couple would put their car keys in a hat. Later the women would pick a set of keys out of the hat and that was how the swingers would pair up to get things started. My first time through it would have gone right over my head but now I could feel my ears straining to hear more. She mentioned a Dave and a Steve and mentioned that the group of new people here at our party could provide some new blood for the group. I never thought about my parents being swingers but I turned around and remembered her being very good friends with my mom the first time through. I spent the rest of the party in the pool playing with the other kids and some of the adults that came in to cool off. My grandparents called a couple weeks later and I spoke to my grandpa about the bets he wanted to make. In August that meant baseball. The Braves were the hometown team in Atlanta where grandpa was. The first day he was going to be in Vegas they were playing at the Reds then 4 straight against the Astros. He told me that there were odds and spreads. I knew this but didn't tell him that. He was going to bet on the Braves to win each game and see how he came out. I asked if he could place another bet for me. "Who do you want to bet on?" he asked. I told him I wanted to bet on Football. He said that it wasn't football season yet. I told him I wanted two bets the first was to bet on my new home team the Miami Dolphins to win the super bowl. He said they would probably be set up to take the bet. I also wanted him to place a bet that they went undefeated for all regular and post season games. I knew that they had lost to the Cowboys the year before in the Super Bowl so they had a good team. However, this year, they were to go undefeated for fourteen regular season games and then three post-season games, a feat never done by anyone before. My grandpa loved me and told me he would try. "How much do you want to bet?" he asked. I told him $10 each. He asked about odds to see if I was paying attention. I told him that the Super Bowl bet this early in the season should be at 5 to 1 since they may not even make it to the Super Bowl. I could hear him smiling through the phone. Then he asked about the other bet. I told him I wanted 150,000 to 1. He just laughed. He asked how I had come up with that crazy number. "Grandpa, if I bet $10 and win then it would be $20 on a 2 to 1 bet, right?" "Yes" "So the second game would be $40 if I won right?" "If you bet the whole $20 winnings" I had written this down so I read to him, " so if I started with just one dollar and kept betting the winnings over 17 games at 2 to 1 it would be 2, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 250, 500, 1000, 2000, 4000, 8k 16k, 32k, 64k, 125k" "If I did it in single bets that would be 125,000 to one but I have to bet the whole thing up front and in order and not lose a single time. I think 150,000 to 1 is a good deal" Grandpa was getting into this and said he would try to place the bet if he could find a casino that would book it. When he was in Vegas, he easily placed the bet on the Super Bowl win. He had to get the management involved for the other. When they asked about odds, he started at 300,000 to 1. They didn't think that was crazy but finally ended up agreeing on odds of 200,000 to 1 and took two $10 bets, one for me and one for grandpa. He didn't think there was a chance of winning but the thought of the return on odds of 200,000 to 1 was fun to have in his dreams. Around the end of August, my parents had three other couples over to play bridge. They played a lot while my dad was in the service and enjoyed playing. The others showed up around 7 P.M. and started playing. It was a social gathering so they served martinis and gin and tonics among the players. They sent me to bed around 8:30. An hour later, when I was almost asleep, I heard someone peek into my room. I did not roll over to see who it was and after a minute or so, I heard the door close. I did not fall asleep after that and ended up getting up to use the restroom 30 minutes later. As I got to the end of the hall, I found the bathroom door closed. I wandered into the family room and found the card tables were empty. The lights were off everywhere except the pool lights. I first saw my dad; he was behind Ms. Cunningham a large breasted blonde-haired woman and he was taking her to town doggy style. She had one hand on one of the pool chairs and the other pulling on her nipple as she tried not to bite off her bottom lip. He was really stroking into her with long deep thrusts. Mr. Albertson was getting a blowjob from Mrs. Ford, and my mom had Mr. Cunningham in her mouth and Mr. Ford between her legs on a cushion. It looked like he had just finished licking her and was lining up his cock to start fucking her. I was mesmerized. I had never seen anything like this live. I was standing back from the door and almost jumped out of my skin when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Mrs. Albertson had been in the bathroom and was walking back to join the action when she saw me there. She asked me if I was OK and I just nodded. I remembered I had to use the restroom and thought it would be a good time to make my exit. She was completely naked and was not fazed. She led me to the bathroom and then walked me back to my bed. I think she was making sure that the events had not traumatized me before she headed back to the festivities. Being as young as I was I did not even have a hard on but knew I wanted to push the boundary. I said, "Please don't tell my mom I got out of bed. I had to use the restroom but it was already in use." She rubbed my forehead and leaned over to give me a kiss. I put my hand between her legs and pulled her closer. My move had caught her by surprise and she started to straighten up. However, the pull got her off balance and with the alcohol she already had in her system, she had to place her hands in front of her to keep from falling on me. I leaned up and pulled her in for a hug and a not so innocent kiss. She gave a slight shiver then winked at me and told me it would be our secret. I don't remember too many more late night parties at our place but did have a baby sitter about every other weekend as my parents went to play "cards" at other people's houses. Whenever I saw Mrs. Albertson, she always gave me a big hug and pulled me tight into her soft breasts. 6th grade started and I had to figure out what to do with my time. Although I could do the work without thinking or studying, I did not want to stand out. Therefore, I simply did the work and tried not to disrupt the class. I sat in the back and answered any question that came my way. I did my class work and homework, and when I completed that, I then asked for a pass to the library. The teacher let me go most of the time. I would spend my time in the library reading the newspaper. I focused on the business and sports pages and always had the comics out in case a teacher came by. One day I walked up to ask for a library pass and was told to report to the office. She told me I was not in trouble but that Mrs. Johnson wanted to talk to me. She was the guidance counselor and the word had gotten out that I was too smart for 6th grade. She asked how I knew so much and I told her that I had learned to read in preschool and remembered most of what I read. I had read all of my textbooks already so for me, this was just review. She asked if she could have me tested and sent a note home to my parents' for permission. My parents were sheep so they signed the form as requested and sent me off for testing. The first was a standardized test for placement in the proper classes. The second was an IQ test, evaluated on correct answers and time. I took my time and missed a few on purpose. I did not want to go straight to college but would not mind skipping a few grades. ------- Chapter 2 The following week the school called my parents in to review the test results. After they completed their review, they brought me in to talk about the next steps. What were the pros and cons of moving me ahead in school? I was already one of the youngest in my class just because of my birthday. The test said I could skip five grades, but everyone agreed that it was a crazy idea to have a now eleven year old in the 11th grade. The compromise was to move me ahead to eighth grade. I would stay at the same school through the end of the year. Then they would decide if I would go to ninth grade or even higher. During my first day, it didn't take long for the class bully to start to pick on me. This could have really turned out to be a difficult situation, except one of the other eighth graders that lived next door to me, decided to become my bodyguard. Whenever possible, he and his sister had been using our pool to swim with me. I was also helping him with his schoolwork. So after that first confrontation, I didn't have too many problems. Some of the older girls thought I was cute, as in baby cute, not hunk cute, but that was fine by me. When my Grandparents came down for Thanksgiving it was still warm enough to go swimming. At that time, they were around fifty years old, so there were no walkers or oxygen. We all had a great time. I asked my grandpa to come back to my room because I wanted to show him something. Since I was walking ahead of him, when he came in, I closed the door. I went to the closet and opened my cigar box. I reached in and brought out two ten-dollar bills and a one. I handed him $21. He looked at me funny and lifted his shoulders. I told him the twenty was for the two $10 bets and the dollar was to have him on retainer. His eyes got big. I had already made sure that my school library had a basic business law book. As I laid out my plan, I wanted to refer to it. I told grandpa that I had checked out the book and read about client attorney privileges. I didn't want my parents to know about the bet or any other "business" we discussed. I held out my hand and said "Partner?" He smiled and shook on it. We had not been alone to discuss it but the Dolphins were 10 and 0 before grandpa came to town and their schedule did not call for them to play on turkey day. Instead, their schedule called for them to play the next Monday night game against Saint Louis. They had killed the Patriots 52 to 0 two weeks ago but had barely beaten the Jets 28 to 24 during the previous week's game. Grandpa was getting excited; he was like a little kid grinning ear to ear the whole time he was visiting. Grandma seemed happy as well. A month later, we were up in Atlanta for Christmas. We did visit my Dad's mom too. She was now living in a nursing home. My Grandfather had passed away from smoking too much and my grandmother lived there because she couldn't remember anyone. We talked to her for a while and I sat next to her and held her hand while they took a picture, but I was never really close to her. The Dolphins were 14 to 0 and would be playing the Browns in the first round of the playoffs on Christmas Eve. I sat with grandpa and watched the game. Dad would watch for a while and then go see what was going on elsewhere in the house. He couldn't understand why we were so excited about a team that I had only been near for one season and had never seen a live game. They won 15 to 0 and would play again on New Year's Eve against the Steelers. We watched and cheered and everyone thought we were crazy as we went wild after the Dolphins won a close 21 to 17 game. We were one game away from being millionaires. I had to go back to Florida for school so we all said our goodbyes and flew home. On the evening of January 20th, when my parents were "playing cards" with friends and I was out by the pool with the babysitter, our phone rang. We both went into the house to answer the phone. It was grandpa so I asked the sitter if she could go outside so I could talk with him. I told her that after I talked to my grandpa, I would be out. It turned out that he was still in Vegas and had two checks in his hand. "Well partner, what is your plan now?" He asked. I told him that I had read a few more books from the downtown library and asked him if he knew anything about trusts. He did of course and thought that creating a trust would be a good way to keep my parents or anyone else from manipulating the money and a great way to protect my identity. I told him that after all of my reading, I wanted him to set it up to allow me to invest in all types of investments. He was quiet waiting for me to finish so I went on. "Stocks, bonds, commodities, metals, gems, land, ADRs, options, real estate, gambling, businesses, venture capital, debt of any rating, tax notes or any other not already listed." I also added that the trust should be able to trade on margin or borrow money". I had that all written down. I had to admit that I did not know what all of those were, but I knew about the ones I wanted and I didn't want to limit myself in the future. I know some brokerages need to have it in writing before they will let a trust trade in a certain type of investment. I also wanted a prenuptial clause. He asked me why I wanted that. I told him that if I got married I wanted the trust to be the "bad cop" that demanded the "prenup" and not me or my family. We could always get married without one but in that case, the rules of the trust would cut me off from any trust income. In other words, "Don't blame me it is the trust." He was proud of my research and thought he would set up his trust the same way and insert the same clause just in case grandma or he ever were remarried after the other passed away. He set up the trust and after taxes funded mine with $1.34 million. Then I asked him to buy silver futures. I wanted to control 2 million ounces at $1.5 an ounce. Silver was currently trading at $1.50 an ounce but he could buy a 12-month contract for $ .30 an ounce. This is like paying $1.80 an ounce against what you sell it for but it is only $ .30 out of pocket today. The rest of the money went into Government Treasury bills. It was the 70's so 10% was the norm for government paper. Using that percentage, 2,000,000 times $ .30 is $600,000 and the other $700,000 at 10%. In the following year, I closed the futures at $5.80 an ounce. Take away the $1.80 for the strike price and the $ .30 for the contract and I had made $4 an ounce times two million and then $70,000 in interest on the $700,000 in Treasury Bills. My grandpa never asked where I was coming up with this stuff but after taxes we were both had around $6 million and it only cost $20. I knew silver would flatten out until the end of 1979 but wanted to have a history of silver transactions so it did not look like I had anything funny going on as a first time trader. I was out of silver in '74 and the stock market was shaky so I stayed in bonds and cash. In 1977, I had grandpa buy $200,000 a month worth of silver whenever he could get it under $5 an ounce. By the end of 1979, we each had at least 1.5 million ounces. I mentioned early that we only stayed in South FL for a year until dad went to work for Barnett Bank in Orlando. When we started looking for houses I had grandpa come down to visit us in Orlando to help with the search. My dad was going to buy another cookie cutter house in a cookie cutter neighborhood. How boring. It is like keeping your money in a safe, low interest, savings account. I had grandpa look at land in Winter Park on some of the lakes. He found three one-acre lots side by side on the lake. The lots were $25,000 each but I knew they would be worth ten times that amount after Disney built their park, opened it, and Orlando burst at the seams. The cookie cutter dad was looking at would only triple in value over the next 15 years. Grandpa bought all three lots. He had some extra money and gave mom and dad one of the lots and $20,000 if they included a mother-in-law suite for when they came to visit. At $12 a foot to build the 4,000 square foot home set my folks back just $10,000 more than they were looking to spend on the cookie cutter house. Of course that meant that grandpa had to slip them a nice Christmas present every year to help with the maintenance taxes but they could pay off the house in two years, if they took the money from grandpa and paid off the loan. After the Silver sell off in 1980, my grandparents retired and decided to build a house two lots away from ours, which left the lot in between to give each other some breathing room. His house was sweet. It had all the bells and whistles that were available. He also had a dock with a boathouse / guesthouse / party room built on the lake. I did have grandpa buy a couple of orange groves south of town and a couple of thousand acres of scrubland that in twenty years or so, after development, Tiger Woods and Shaquille O'Neal would have a nice place to live. I also had my trust get in early on a high-end condo down on Longboat Key. The Penthouse unit had four bedrooms and took up the whole end of the building. The condo had a beautiful view of the Gulf. The developer said that they wouldn't finish the unit for another two years, so they were happy to give me a nice discount. I had continued in school and when we moved up to Orlando, I made a decision to repeat my four years of high school. I really wanted to learn all I could and not just enough to pass the tests as I did my first time. Therefore, at age twelve, I went into my freshman year of high school. I was now two years ahead of the kids my age. I loved to swim and I would swim about a half mile a day out in the lake or in our pool. I also started running in the mornings. I knew that I wanted to develop good habits at a young age. I didn't want to be 45 and out of shape again. I started running six days a week. It took a few months to build up to five miles at ten minutes a mile, but by the time I was senior in high school, I was running under six-minute miles and was still had plenty of energy when I finished each run. I had also worked up to 200 sit-ups and 100 pushups every morning six days a week. I never walked into a gym or a weight room but before 8 am every day I had done enough to keep my body in shape. One of my hobbies was photography. I took a workshop the first summer I was in Orlando. I advanced my knowledge of photography rapidly and loved to experiment with different techniques. I enjoyed being outdoors and I would take pictures of animals and nature as well as sports. The speed of the action was difficult to capture but with the right film speed and camera settings, I learned how to create some good-looking shots. My parents had met an attorney that lived a block away that was also an amateur photographer. He had a dark room and after talking, he invited me over to learn the other side of photography. In his darkroom, he could only do black and white developing but I liked the process and would often spend time talking with Mr. Overstreet (John) learning about taking and developing pictures. We would go down to the park on weekends and take pictures of the large Live Oaks and look at light, shadows, composition and then go over to the basketball court and take action shots. Over time, I really improved even more to the point where I was relatively good with the camera. One weekend, when I was taking pictures at the park some of the guys playing basketball needed one more person to even out the teams for a three on three. They asked me if I wanted to play so I stepped in. It was a good game and the boys were all older. I was taller than a couple was but they were two to three years older. One guy on my team, named Doug, could shoot the ball well. So I worked hard on rebounds and got the ball to him whenever he had an open shot. We worked well together and won four of the five games we played. After the game, I started walking home and he fell in beside me. He lived two blocks down from me, across the street from the lake. His dad was a builder and did both residential and light commercial work. As we came up on my house, I asked him if he wanted to cool off in the pool. Doug went home to change into his bathing suit and let his mom know where he was going to be. We hung out the rest of the day, swam in the pool, and talked about the neighborhood and the school I would be attending with him. We became good friends and besides for helping me get though high school, we spent good quality time together. Doug was a good athlete and played football, basketball and baseball. I pushed him and myself to work hard at school. I knew most of the material but the first time through, I coasted through high school but this time, I wanted to study hard and learn everything. I did homework every night and tried to stay at least one chapter ahead in the books. Because of that effort, I got mostly A's with a couple of B's. I was again trying to establish good study habits. The first time through, when I went to college, I had no clue how to study because I never paid attention to studying in grades 1 through 12. I was not old enough to play football but decided to help the training staff. I learned to tape ankles and treat minor injuries. Each day after school, I spent time assisting the head trainer. We all called him Doc even though I didn't think he was a real doctor. We were there before, during and after practices and then the same for the games. He was a nice person. I worked hard and he taught me the ins-and-outs of first aid and sports medicine. 1 + 1 = 2 so I decided to put my hobbies together. I would work after school in my assistant trainer role and then during the games, when I wasn't busy with an athlete, I would pull out my camera. I would also take shots during the team's practices to practice my own photography skills. The players and cheerleaders liked the shots that I took of them as well. I talked to the school paper as well as the yearbook and both took me up on my offer to take pictures for them. I carried a backpack most places with my camera, film, lenses and other stuff inside. I also threw a book in there for when I was bored and a added a couple of rolls of tape and small first aid kit just in case something came up. I worked with Doc after school and enhanced that with a class in anatomy and another in sports medicine. This is a class taught by Doc specifically designed and approved for our school. Moreover, it provided me with time to learn another skill. I took classes and worked with him for my first two years at the high school. By my third year, I could handle most minor injuries and know when to call in help for the more serious cases. The first two years was just doing the work and trying to make friends. My social life was slow because of my age, but I made the choice to focus on school and hobbies because my parents were busy with their own social life. My Junior year of high school started well. I was still working hard to understand all of my subjects, to the point that I could help my friends or even teach the class. I didn't just want to pass the test I wanted to make sure, when I walked into my first college class that I was prepared to do well. I also looked into taking a college class or two at night. I know that to graduate from college, you need to accumulate 120 credits with an average of around three credits per class. That breaks down into five classes a semester. If I could get four to six classes under my belt before I went to college, then I could take my junior and senior year with only four classes a semester. I was also taking AP American History. If I did well in that class and the entrance exam that may be another class that I could cross off my list. So I was now a Junior, it was a Friday night and I was at a volley ball game helping Doc. It was at home and we blew the other team away in straight games. There were no injuries so I was ready to leave the gym and go home. I saw Doug heading out and asked if he could drop me off at my house. When they dropped me off, I walked in the front door of my house and after it closed behind me, I heard some rustling, loud whispers and movement in the family room. As I came around the corner, my mom was standing there all rumpled and asked, "How did you get home? I thought you were going to call for a ride." Just then, Mr. Peters came out of the hall bathroom and five minutes later my dad and Mrs. Peters came down the hall from the master bedroom with dad talking about some piece of artwork that they had in their room. Boy, everyone treats me as if I am a dumb kid. "Doug and his mom were at the game watching Doug's girlfriend and were leaving just as I was going to call you, so I asked her for a ride." I commented. "The Peters had come over for some drinks and they were just heading out." mom replied. "They don't have to leave because of me. I have some homework to do so I will be up in my room. Goodnight" What a messed up family. The first time through, I was so blind to what went on around me. I guess with the times we lived in and the fact that grandpa was giving my parents about three times what my dad made every year, they were enjoying their lives without the worries of middle class life. The next Friday I got a call from Mr. Overstreet (John). It seems that he and his wife Beth were supposed to go to a company office party. They had just made him the youngest partner in the firm because of a huge case he had won. Their babysitter had backed out at the last minute to go on a date. They were in a difficult position, since they had not left the baby with a babysitter many times, since she had the baby, and did not have many options. He asked if I could sit for them. I didn't need the money but wanted to help him out so I walked over at 5 pm and rang the bell. Beth let me in and gave me a long list of what I needed to do to take care of their one year old, named Johnny. I listened about feeding, burping, and changing him. Kids that age just eat sleep and go to the bathroom. You don't really need to know much else. He was awake lying on a blanket in the family room so I sat down and put some blocks in a pile so he could knock them over. He liked that so we did that for twenty minutes or so until Beth came out and got him. She unbuttoned a few buttons and had a small blanket to cover her while she fed him his last meal before they left. I talked with her and told her not to worry. She could call whenever she wanted to check in. I knew the name of the restaurant where they were holding the party and I did not have to be home at any specific time. "Stay out as late as you want. You probably don't get out as much as you want since the baby." She still looked worried but that was her problem. They left around 5:45 and I continued to play with Johnny. He seemed like a happy kid. I did give him some baby food around 6:45 and then he had a massive blowout around 7:30. I cleaned him up somewhat, but then took him into the bathroom to use the tub. I was scrubbing him down when the phone rang. I didn't want to leave him alone in the tub and didn't want to take a soaking wet kid to the phone, so I finished up with the bath and let the water out of the tub. After I dried him off, I got a new diaper on him and put him into his nightclothes. I was just finishing when the phone rang again. I answered it and heard a frantic Beth asking, "Is everything OK, Is Johnny alright?" "He is fine. He made a little mess earlier so I was giving him a bath and didn't want to leave him alone while I answered the phone. Sorry if I scared you." Beth calmed down and told me I had done the right thing. I told her to have a glass of wine or two and enjoy herself. At that point, Johnny was getting tired so I was going to put him down in a little while anyway. She thanked me and hung up. Johnny went down and was asleep after a couple minutes of fussing. After he was asleep for twenty minutes, I grabbed the baby monitor out of the master bedroom and went back into the darkroom to work on a couple of rolls of film I had in my backpack. I developed the negatives and then hung them to dry. I also had some negatives from some shots that I had taken at the tennis courts over at the club that a few weeks ago. I was trying to get more action in my shots and wanted to see how I was doing. As long as I was in the darkroom, I decided to print those negatives. The ones I printed looked good and the girl, Robin in the picture looked great. She is also a Junior but she is two years older than I am. She is very nice and very pretty. I was cleaning up and saw an album on the counter where John (Mr. Overstreet) trims the paper and does his final work on prints. I opened the album to look at some of his pictures and there was a picture of Beth. She looked hot. Most of the shots had her either nude or topless and they went back to when they were dating. She seemed much younger, only around twenty in the early shots and the last were of her breast-feeding Johnny at her current age, around 26. The last few were very nurturing but she didn't have the little blanket. Most were very natural, not many posed or rigid pictures. I wanted to try to take some pictures like these as I built my portfolio of work. Around 2 am, John and Beth came stumbling in. I was very unhappy with the fact that they had been driving drunk. I guess they overdid it at the party. I did make a comment, "Next time you should call a cab. I tried to do my part taking care of Johnny. You should make sure you are there to do the same." I guess it was somewhat rude but I had lost a friend or two to drunk drivers and there really isn't any excuse. I saw John sober up a bit and gave me an understanding nod. Beth had gone in to check on Johnny and came out smiling. John asked how much I charged. "Don't worry about it. I was happy that I could help. I also used the darkroom for a bit after Johnny went to bed." I remembered the baby monitor and went to take it back to their room before I forgot. As I walked in to put the monitor back, Beth walked out of the walk-in closet in just her panties. I apologized as she grabbed her robe and I explained that I had taken the monitor and wanted to return it. She smiled and waved it off. I said, "It was nice seeing you" as a waved and walked out the door. She blushed and waved back as she got the double meaning of my goodbye. John was in the kitchen as I walked out and he thanked me. I told him to give me a call whenever he needed a sitter. I liked being with other peoples kids where I could spend time with them for a while and then give them back to their parents. I would watch Johnny every couple of weeks when they needed help and I never took any money. On the other hand, John would never take money from me for developing supplies either. I think I got the best end of the deal since sitters were getting $ .50 an hour back then. A month or so later, I was working in the darkroom and John knocked on the door. I had turned off the outside light, which was a signal to let them know that I wasn't developing at that time. I let him in and he looked at what I was doing. He made some compliments and gave me some suggestions. Over all it was positive exchange and he even took the time to compare what I was working on to some of my earlier photos and described my improvement. I thanked him and asked if I could ask him a personal question. He gave me that look and said, "Sure." "John, The first time I came over to babysit for Johnny, I was cleaning up after I finished trimming some shots and came across a photo album. I wasn't trying to be nosey but I did want to see what you were working on. I guess the photos were a little more personal in nature than what you may have wanted to share with me." He was quiet for a bit and then turned on his lawyer mode, "Britt that isn't really a question. I guess I shouldn't have left that album lying around. What did you want to say or ask?" "First, I apologize that I did not just close it after I took the first look. That would have been an easy accident to explain. I looked at all of the pictures. I saw a lot of natural beauty and love captured in those pictures. I loved the way they were so natural and not like something you would see in a Playboy magazine or a posed photo shoot. I would like to learn how to take pictures like that. Would you help me learn how to photograph people like you have using action shots and nature shots?" "I appreciate the apology and I can't say that I wouldn't have done the same thing at your age or even today. Beth is a great subject and I do love to capture the way I see her on film. Thank you for the comments on the love coming through on the photos. That is what I was aiming for most of the time. She has shared them with a couple of her friends but mostly they are just for the two of us." He paused and then started again. "I am not sure about this since you are a minor. I can help you with some clothed people to get general concepts but probably shouldn't be around when you shoot your subjects. In any case, you may have trouble finding a subject to start with." I told him that it was just an idea at this point. However, I might ask him for help if something came up. It was weird how sometimes a plan comes together without you even having to work at it. It was the next week when I was in the training room after school and a couple girls were soaking their ankles in the whirlpool. They were talking or gossiping about a girl that had gone a little overboard at a slumber party and ended up using a banana to get off while six other girls looked on. They used the word "slut" a couple of times but they said she enjoyed it and told the other girls to fuck off. I kept listening while working on putting away some supplies that had come in that day. It appears that the girl in question was Robin, the same girl that I had photographed playing tennis. Robin came by the next day to get a roll of tape so she could tape her wrist before practice. I mentioned that I had some shots of her from the club a couple weeks ago. She asked if she could see the photos so I invited her to come over on Saturday. She asked where I lived so I gave her my address. I told her to bring her swimsuit if she wanted to go swimming or go out on the boat afterwards. I was now fourteen and she was sixteen. She stopped by around 10 am and said all the nice things you say when you visit someone else's house. I didn't see her bring a swimsuit but that was OK. I asked her if she wanted to come up to my room to look at the photos or if I should bring them down? "I don't care, are your parents around?" "No they went to the art festival in Mt. Dora and then will be going out to dinner. They should be home around eight or so." "I will come up then. I didn't want things to get awkward if the folks were around." I led her up the stairs to my room, located my expandable folder, found her pictures and brought them over. She looked at them one at a time. As she looked them, I enjoyed watching her face from across the room. She would get a serious look on her face and then a smile. I would try to guess to myself what picture she was looking at based on the face she was making. At one point I laughed. She looked up. "What is so funny?" "I was watching your face as you looked at each picture. First, you looked so serious, then you would smile and then frown. It was funny to see your facial expression change with each photo." "Britt, my coach has been bugging me about the way I start my backhand and from what I saw in the photos, he was right. I was upset with myself for not listening to him. Then I saw the picture of me slamming one home and remembered how high I had to get to reach that shot. I guess I was going through the full range of emotions." She looked back at the pictures in her lap. "Why are they all in black and white and why were you taking pictures of me? I really like them and would like to keep them or get copies but why me?" "Well the pictures are in black and white because I develop both the negatives and print the pictures in a darkroom myself, and I don't have the equipment for developing and printing color photos. I rather prefer to use black and white. The contrast is a little different and I think they reveal the subject in a richer way. As for why I was taking pictures of you there were two reasons. The first is that I like to take sports or action photos and the speed of the racket helps me work on capturing the speed while not getting the whole picture blurry. I may want to freeze everything or see some travel in the racket while keeping your face in focus. The second reason is that you are gorgeous and the old guys on court number two had hairy legs." I ended my explanation with a big smile and got one back from her in return. She wanted to see some of the other pictures I had taken. She looked at some of the other people she knew and then came across some birds and trees. I had gotten up early to get some with the smoke coming off the lake last winter that she liked a lot. I had one of an alligator as it swam out of the light fog. She asked if I had others and I told her I wanted to start working on people in a natural but less active mode. Pictures like a person walking through the park with their child or a girl walking into the waves at the beach and eventually some nude or seminude pictures. Her chest got a little blush to it as I mentioned the last part and I could see her putting herself in those pictures in her mind. "Is that why you invited me over today, to take pictures of me naked?" "No" "No, why not? I thought you said I was pretty" "I didn't say you were pretty, I said you were gorgeous. I would never stop you from taking your clothes off but I invited you over today to get to know you and see if we could be friends and to give you those pictures." "Oh, ok." "Robin, did you want to hang out or maybe take the boat for a ride around the lake?" "Maybe, did you want to swim? I see you have a nice pool." "Did you bring your suit or are you just looking for a reason to get naked?" She blushed again. "I wore my suit under my clothes. I was hoping to borrow a towel is that alright?" We went down to the pool and she stripped down to a nice little white bikini with red polka dots. We swam around for a bit and we each tried a couple of dives. I wanted to impress her with my gainer, landed a little short, and ended up in a belly flop. I did get it right the second time but a little embarrassment seemed to break the tension. We lay in the sun and talked about school, tennis, the country club (we were members too), and some of our hobbies. After we dried off, I asked if she wanted some lunch. When she said "yes", we went inside to see what we could scrounge up in the fridge. I am a good cook, from stuff I learned while working in a restaurant the first time through. Robin, beat me to the kitchen and took charge of putting together our food. I thought she was cute, looking through cabinets and the pantry so I got out my camera and took some pictures. She smiled at that and started to ham up her movement and I could see some goose bumps on her cleavage as she put some plates on the counter between us. She bent extra low when she was looking in the pantry for some cashews. I was snapping away. "If you wanted to make lunch topless I think you would look awesome". She stopped and froze. I could see the wheels turning in her brain. She finally reached up, undid her top, and set it to the side. She looked at me and I just looked at her young breasts and then her beautiful face. She had breasts that where either a size A or B cup with tight nipples that at the time were rock hard pebbles. Her smile broke the ice. "I thought you didn't want to take naked pictures of me?" "I said that I didn't invite you over for that reason. I will take pictures of you whenever you want." "You can't show them to anyone." "OK, but I thought you may like to see how they turn out" "I meant besides me." "I can understand what you are saying and I won't show them to anyone without your approval. I will probably ask for your permission to show them to my photography teacher for help in making the next ones better if that is ok?" She bit her bottom lip. I could see her nostrils flare a bit as she weighed her options. I think she was excited about someone else seeing them and being a teacher made it more acceptable. So she agreed. I got my camera ready again and she started to pose. I stopped her and told her just to make lunch and I would take pictures as they opportunity came up. I did get a great one of her licking some mustard off her finger and a close up of the goose bumps contrasting the top of her tanned breasts with the white skin and her dark nipples. She left her top off after lunch and I took one of her coming up out of the water that reminded me of the girl in Fast Times at Ridge Mont High. She eventually put her top on and we talked some more. I asked if she wanted to stay for dinner but she had to go home so she headed out. ------- Chapter 3 Since it was only 4 o'clock and my parents would be out for a while, I walked over to John and Beth's house to see about developing some film. When I got there, they appeared to be in a good mood and invited me in. I asked them if I could do some work in the darkroom, and they agreed. I mentioned that they seemed to be in a good mood and got a big grin from each of them. They then said that they had just heard back from the lab the day before, and they were going to have another child. I congratulated them and we chatted for a bit. I excused myself and went back to the darkroom. I developed the negatives and then hung them to dry. I was walking out to head home to wait there until I needed to return. I told John I was going home to fix myself some dinner while the negatives dried and then I wanted to come back and do some prints. He said I should just stay and have dinner with them. I looked to Beth and she said she had plenty. Dinner was just meatloaf and potatoes. I enjoyed dinner and hanging out with the family. Both of them were certainly happy. John asked if I needed any help with the photos and I told him, "sure." We did a couple of test prints and when he saw the subject, he just smiled. "You are just trying to get me in trouble." "With who?" "My wife." "Which is it? You don't like the pictures or you don't think your wife will like the pictures?" "I told Beth that you had seen our album. At first she was upset but when I told her what you said, she changed her tune and was glad you enjoyed seeing them." "I want mine to be as tasteful as the ones you took. I loved the innocence and natural way that you took them. Even the posed ones did not look slutty." He asked me to hold on a minute and came back with Beth. I did not know what was about to happen but I was ready for Beth to yell at me and send me home. John handed the pictures to Beth and her eyes got big. She looked at me and then back to the pictures. Finally, she looked at me and asked, "What is this?" I answered, "I took those today. What do you think?" "I think you are too young to be taking nude photos. You are only fourteen years old." "I saw the natural beauty in the shots that John took and I wanted to try to capture some in the same way. Robin was interested in my photography and volunteered." "Does she know you are showing them to everyone?" Her accusation really hurt my feelings. "I did get permission to show them to John so that he could help me get better. I did not know he would show them to you without my permission. I guess I screwed up." She could sense my level of upset at what she said. She could see that she and John had just broken my trust with my model. She could see that this wasn't just a stunt to see naked girls. She quietly said, "I am sorry Britt, I shouldn't have reacted that way. These are very good pictures for your first time with this type of subject. I should not have snapped at you without getting some of those questions answered first. I think John thought they were good but I was not looking for the artistic value but just the subject matter. Please forgive me." "It's ok. I can understand what you were thinking and why you were thinking that way. I didn't know where John was going when he went to get you." She started to study each photo and came back with three, the same three that I liked the best. Beth asked me to tell her about them. I explained what I liked about each and what I was trying to capture when I took each picture. We seemed to lean closer and closer until our shoulders were touching as we leaned over the counter to look at them. She finally said, "Britt these are very good pictures. You have a good eye and the right heart and frame of mind for taking these types of photos. You seem very mature and I don't think you were just trying to take nudie pictures." "Thanks Beth, I would love to take some of you and John but I know you wouldn't want to do that." She was about to explode again but stopped herself. "What does that mean exactly Britt?" "When I was in developing the negatives earlier, right after you told me you were pregnant, I thought it would be cool to have a series of nine photos. The first would be you and John both naked but standing in a traditional pose. You would be on the right and he would be on the left. He would be slightly behind you and you would turn your body with your left leg slightly forward. He would have his arm around your back. You would both be naked but the only viewable nudity would be your breasts and then mostly from your left side." "We would mark a spot on the floor and do a time lapse sequence where we would take the same picture each month. Your stomach would grow and I would guess your breasts as well as they fill in with milk. You would see the baby growing from the outside. I could envision the love radiating from you both as you love each other, and as the baby grew inside you, your love would also grow for the baby. I thought the final photo would be you holding a new baby to you breast to complete the sequence." I looked away from the visions in my head and shifted my focus to Beth. She had tears in her eyes. She reached out and touched my arm. "I wish we would have done that with Johnny as well. Will you take the pictures?' I can see in my mind what you just described. I only wish that the baby were already born just so I can see the finished pictures. I want to have a long frame down the hallway so everyone can see the love you described. I always thought that John just took pictures of me so he could look at my tits. Now I see the love that you saw in those pictures. I don't want to hide them on a shelf any more. I don't think I will put them all out for viewing but I'm not ashamed to have them around or for people to see them. She pulled me into a big hug." I looked over and John had a tear in his eye as well. "I don't know if I should be happy about the change in Beth or upset because you just got my wife to sign me up for nude photos." I lifted up my shirt showing my results from the sit ups I was doing and said, " You better start doing some sit ups or you will just look like a fat old man standing next to your beautiful wife." We all laughed and the tension broke. John said he had a backdrop out in the garage and he would set it up if I could come over tomorrow for the first shot. I told him that would be fine. We all sat down in the family room and talked about the pictures of Robin. John gave me some feedback and Beth put in her two cents from and artistic and a female perspective. She also told me that if I wanted to bring Robin by she would talk to her. At the same time, she would also apologize for looking at the photos. Just then, Johnny woke up from his sleep and Beth went to check on him. I made my exit and headed home. Robin loved her pictures. I did tell her about Beth seeing them and went on to explain what happened. Understanding the situation, Robin forgave me. She and I became good friends, but she did take some shit for hanging out with "the kid". One of the things I most respected about her was that she didn't give a shit what other people thought or what other people said. She knew what she liked, she knew what she wanted and that's what she did. She was also very sexual and adventurous. She loved her body, she loved to play with her body, she loved to show off her body and she was very comfortable with who she was. We got together many times over the rest of the year and through the summer to take pictures, go swimming, play tennis or take the boat out. On the last day of summer, Doug came over to the house and wanted to go water skiing. That day, Robin was over, so we all took the boat out. Doug went first and I was driving. Robin was sitting next to me but facing the other direction to keep an eye on Doug to watch him ski. I teased her that with the dark tan she had from being out in the sun all summer, if she took off the bikini bottoms she would still look like she had on a white bikini. She looked at me and said, "No way." It wasn't a busy day on the lake and there were only around three or four other boats out that day. She was shaven almost bald for bikini season so to anyone looking, it would look like a white bikini from a distance. She was next up for skiing so I got out my camera to take some pictures. I told Doug to get ready to drive and I would get Robin ready. She slipped in the water and asked for her first ski. I held out my hand and asked for her bottoms. I was quiet when I asked her, but she heard me. She shook her head but I held out my hand again. She finally gave them up and I put them in the corner of the boat. I handed over the skis and slowly let the rope out until she gave the signal to start the boat, and then up she went. It wasn't crowded on the lake but Doug still had to keep his eyes open for other boats. It was the third time looking around that he finally looked back and did a double take. I had taken a couple pictures of Robin and then focused my camera on Doug. The look on his face when he figured out what was going on was a picture that we all have a copy of to this day. She finally fell and we swung around to pick her up. I told her to grab the rope so she could ski back to the house, but she didn't want to ski up to our beach without a bathing suit. She had on her top under the life jacket but still, she felt uncomfortable. I told her we could just leave her for another boat to pick her up. I started to pull in the rope and she said she would ski in. I told Doug to head to the house and off we went. As we started to get close, I told him to slow down, not too slow, that she couldn't stay up, but about 20% slower than we had been going. We eventually got to the house and she dropped into the water and swam to the back of the boat after she pushed her skis to the beach. She was going to clobber me. As soon as she got in the boat, I wrapped her in a big towel and told her how hot she made me. I reached down and put my finger at the entrance to her pussy. It just slid up inside of her. She was so wet. I asked her "Do you want your bottoms or my tongue?" She pulled me down on top of her right in the walkway of the boat. She was as horny as I had ever seen her. The excitement of someone possibly catching her in this position really got her going. I started to lick her pussy and then looked up at Doug who was in shock. I told her that we couldn't leave him hanging and if she wanted my cum, then she should start taking care of Doug. She pulled him to his knees and turned to the side to get at his cock as I went back to eating her out. I would get her close and then back off, and then get her close again. She was hitting at my head to get me to finish her climax. I finally just clamped down over the top of her slit and sucked as hard as I could. The suction took her over the top. Doug finished around the same time and he was still in shock over what had just happened. Later we were sitting by the pool after Doug had gone home. I could tell that Robin liked someone to dominate her. She got off on following others orders. She was particular about who that person was. However, when she went into that mode, she went all the way. During the time that we were together, I would challenge her or dare her to take things to the edge. There were a few times that someone almost caught us. There was one time someone did catch us but I think the man in the park was more pleased than upset with what he saw. Robin asked me about our relationship and what did I feel about what we were each other. The term "friends with benefits" came to mind but that was not a common phrase and we had not had sex yet so I did not want to use those words. "Robin, we are good friends. At this time, I am not looking for a wife or a girlfriend. I truly enjoy being with you and playing with you. I like it when we role play and you are my sex toy, but I don't want to own you or anyone else right now." I couldn't read her thoughts so I went on, "I care for you and would do anything for you, and I would never hurt you. What are you looking for between us?" "Britt, you excite me. You are much more mature than your age would show. I don't really want a boyfriend but if I had to have one, it would be you or someone like you. I will be busy this coming year with school and tennis. I like it when we play as well and I love the way you get me excited. I have dreams at night about what you did or what you may do." I would masturbate almost every night and some mornings. I was going through puberty and starting to produce more seamen when I had a release. I was already tall for my age but it seems that my growth spurt was taking place before my own eyes. School was school. I was working hard to really learn and understand the subjects. I was taking computers and learning basic programming. I was helping as a trainer after school and still getting up at 6 am to run, swim, and do my pushups and sit ups. I had an idea for a Christmas present for Robin and it was only the end of September. I drew a picture of what I wanted and was very specific about the design. I took it in to the jeweler down the road and after I made it perfectly clear what the design should be, we agreed on a price and I gave him a deposit. He thought it was an awkward design but if I never came back, the deposit would cover his labor and he could melt the gold down for scrap. The months crawled by and school took up most of my time. The time finally arrived for me to give Robin her present. It was a necklace. If you can't picture it don't feel bad, the jeweler had trouble too and he had a picture. The necklace was made of 18-carat gold. It has a "tassel" also made of gold. The necklace and tassel look like the end of a cord you would use to adjust your blinds, and just behind that tassel was a clasp. At the end of the chain was a small loop where the tassel threaded through. The idea was for her to wear my necklace using one of two options. If she clasped the loop, it would remain a 30" necklace that had a solid gold medallion or tassel that hung in front. If she unclasped the loop then the tassel would slide though the loop, tightening the necklace to her neck, and my pet would now have a leash around her neck. When she wanted to be my pet or my slave, she could unhook the clasp and that was her indication that I was in charge. If she wanted to be in charge of her life, all she had to do was clasp the loop. She loved the necklace and the options that it gave her. She mostly left the leash at the ready for me to take control of her. She got many comments on it and questions about where they could get one. She would just smile and tell them to ask me. For those that did ask, I told them they had to earn it. I had four more of the necklaces made and even passed a few out over the next five years. I remember walking into my 20-year high school reunion and seeing two on display, both unclasped. It was a good thing I had a suite in the hotel where they were holding the reunion. Over time, I was able to meet a few more kids in my school, at the club and around the neighborhood. My parents never set a curfew for me and when I would call home to ask them if I could eat at a friend's house or spend the night, it almost seemed like the call was a bother. They really didn't care too much about my comings and goings and if they didn't see me, I don't think they thought about me much at all. I tried to stay away and give them space so we didn't argue. I did come home to a fight one day and my mom was pissed at dad. From the conversation, it appeared that he had fucked some young slut in his office. He was trying to apologize but I think they were just getting tired of one another. My dad worked and mom's folks always gave them money so neither could afford their life style without the other. I guess it was OK to sleep with someone as long as you have permission from the other, but it was not OK without that permission. The house was big enough for me to live with my folks without too much contact so I guess they could do the same. I did bitch to grandpa about it during one of our weekly calls and the usual Christmas present checks never showed up. Only a nice new set of skis for me and a trip for my parents to take an all-expense paid cruise. They liked the 10-day cruise but suddenly had to figure out how they were going pay their bills this year. I called my grandparents after dinner. After I thanked my grandmother for the skis and she told me how much she liked the perfume I had gotten her. We then wished each other a merry Christmas and she put grandpa on the phone. I thanked him for the skis and asked where I was going to live after he finalized his plan to bankrupt my parents? He laughed. "Britt, it sounds like they are living the high life and have become selfish people and bad parents. I never promised them more money, year after year forever. They just took up the lifestyle and from what I hear they spent every dime that they made and every dime that I gave them throughout the year. They could have paid off their house but instead, they just made the minimum payments and then hold their hands out expecting their allowance at Christmas. The cruise we gave them is not cheap so it is not as if they got nothing. I will wait and see what story they come up with to get through this, but maybe it will bring them together to think about the family first instead of themselves." My parents finally called grandpa and they hemmed and hawed about needing some cash. He said that now that they had paid off the house that they should not be having any trouble making ends meet. My mom just stuck her foot in her mouth. "We haven't paid off the house, why would you think that?" "Because we gave you close to $60,000 over the last three years, to get you out of debt. How much do you still owe on it?" He knew it was around $48,000 since most of their payments went to interest and they were just paying the minimum. "We didn't use the money for the house payments so we still owe quite a bit daddy" "Baby, I guess it is OK if you decided to invest the money instead of paying off the mortgage but can't you just liquidate some of your investments and pay off the mortgage? I bet your interest rate is what, around 14%? It doesn't make sense to play around with investing with the high interest rates on your loan." He was so mean. "Daddy, we didn't invest it, we spent it. We don't have more than $2,000 in the bank and when our charge card bills come in for Christmas most of that will be gone." She couldn't bring herself to talk about all the trips and parties they had blown the money on, so she shifted the blame to me. "We wanted Britt to have all of the things the other kids got to enjoy so we got the boat and the club membership so he could play tennis". It is very hard to increase the value of a very nice $4,000 boat to $60,000 and in addition, my dad did have a great job. It was times like these that I was glad I had grandpa set up the trust and had him keep quiet about the money. As my trust's guardian, I could think of many other ways they would have spent my money for "my benefit". Grandpa finally let them off the hook but changed the lump sum annual payments to monthly payments, which went directly toward their debt and mortgage. Now, we would need to start living off my dad's income. This would either get them together or drive them apart. It was just a couple years before I would be getting out of there anyway, so whatever they decided was fine with me. Dad had been coasting at his job for a couple of years and did it well, but he was not putting in the time for management to look at him as an up and comer. He started working more and after just six months, he started getting raises and a promotion. He is a smart person; he just wasn't trying very hard. They still had people over but it was much less extravagant. They would have burgers on the grill and beer before they fucked the other couple instead of champagne and lobster. I think they knew that I knew but neither of us brought it up. I was supposed to go camping with Doug and his father one weekend and we were taking their boat up the St Johns River. We were not even to the boat ramp, just forty minutes from the house when Doug got sick. I think we stopped at every McDonalds between Sanford and Winter Park so Doug could puke in their bathroom. Three hours after we left I found myself back home. I was supposed to be gone for two nights and three days but that was not how it turned out. When I returned home, I saw quite a few cars in the driveway and wondered if my parents just counted the minutes for me to leave the house, before they had their "friends" come over. I slipped in through the garage and then up the back stairway to my room. I unpacked my stuff and got out my camera. We did have a fence between the lake and the pool for privacy. My mom said it was to keep people out but I think she just hated to wear clothes when I wasn't around. There was a table set up like a bar on the patio and many swingers in many different places doing many different things. I put on a telephoto lens and just started snapping away. I would try to figure out who was who later but now was just collecting an inventory of players. I guess that people that are more affluent need more adventure to feed their needs. I wondered about my future when I had the time, money and the means to do whatever I wanted and how I would handle my life. At that time, I just might fit right in at this party. I was sitting in my room overlooking the pool and when I was tired of that, I would then wander out to the hall looking down on the family room to see who was up to what. I did just manage to slip back into my room as a few guests were looking for somewhere in the house for a more comfortable area to relax. They slipped into the first two bedrooms at the top of the stairs and left the door open. I walked down and heard a woman being very dominant. She had the man licking her feet and sucking her toes. That is something I read about but never got into. I heard her smack his ass and looked in to see her wail on him again as he thanked her. The other room had three women. They were taking turns on each other and complaining that most of the men just wanted to fuck and have the women suck their dicks without thinking about a women's need for release. Although I had not seen much of my parents, I did see my dad a few times picking up some fresh meat before wandering back into his den. I did hear one of the men say that the "hostess with the mostess" was insatiable and had a line to fill all her holes. I think most of the couples started heading out around 10 pm (after a long day). It looked like some people were going to spend the night. With fewer people in the house and more bedrooms in use there were less people wandering around the house. Around 11 pm, I felt that I was starving. I went down the back stairs to the kitchen and got some stuff out of the fridge. Someone had picked up the trays of food from earlier and straightened up the kitchen. As I walked by the formal living room, I did see a woman leaning over a table, snorting some coke from the top of a mirror. I jogged back up to my room and got my camera. I came back in time to see her set up two more lines and snort them down. I had taken a few shots and then walked into the room. She was in her mid-twenties and I recognized her as one of the teachers from my school. I thought that she taught civics but she was not one of my teachers. She was cute and looked like she was just out of college maybe a year or two. There she was naked wiping at the bottom of her nostrils making sure she got it all. I clicked another picture. She figured out that I wasn't one of the adults from the party but couldn't figure out why I was there and why I was taking her picture. I walked up without saying a word and took her hand. I turned and started leading her up the stairs. She started to pull back but I told her to follow me and she could keep her job. Although she felt panicked, she followed me. She kept asking me questions, what, where, why ... on and on. I never answered her as she followed me to my room. When we got to my room, I closed the door and locked it. I turned and asked her name. She said it was Denise. I asked her if she was hungry since I was still starving and had a sandwich and bag of chips and a couple sodas on my desk. She just shook her head. "Well Denise, why don't you tell me how you ended up naked in my living room snorting coke off my coffee table." She was looking for something to cover up with while she tried to figure out what to say. "Denise, I am not keeping you here, you can leave at any time." I took the shirt out of her hand that she had just picked up. I continued, "Like I said, you can leave at any time but if you choose to leave then a few pictures of you snorting coke in my living room may leak out at school. If you want to stick around and talk then maybe we can work something out." "What do you want?" "I want to hear your story" "My boyfriend brought me. He said there was a swinger's party at this big house on the lake and he was invited but had to bring a date." "That is a good start," I said. "Have you been to a lot of swinger parties?" "No this is my second one and the last one was just four people." "Do you enjoy these types of parties?" She shifted from one foot to the other before she sat down in the desk chair. I had picked up half of the sandwich and was finishing it when she continued. "I was brought up in a very strict home. I knew that I was pretty but my parents wouldn't let me date or spend time with boys. Then they sent me to an all-girls school to get my teaching degree." "I learned a few things from the other girls and even played with some of them but graduated from college still a virgin." She took a breath, "Michael, my boyfriend works at the school. He is one of the deans. We started dating after he hired me for the job. My parents live in Mississippi and after I graduated I wanted to just get away from them so they would stop trying to run my life." "So is this to get back at your parents?" "No, not really, after I was on my own I was given the job by Michael. I rather promised him that I would do anything to get the job so I could finally be on my own. We went out and afterwards had sex. I felt a little bad about letting down my parents and not living up to their standards but when I look back, I just loved it. It felt so good and Michael is so good at it. He is a swinger and has had a lot of practice. We had a lot of sex over the next few months and then he brought me to that couples house a few weeks ago. I had sex with the husband then with the wife and then the husband and Michael as the wife sucked my tits. I also tried pot and then coke. I really like it all. I love and crave the sex and the drugs take me away from reality and stress." "So have you had fun today?" "I was a little tired but the coke has helped that. I like your house. It is so beautiful. I am now a little scared about what your plans are for me and I feel a little uncomfortable sitting here naked in front of a student." "I know my parents are swingers and I am supposed to be out of town but the trip got canceled. My folk don't know that I am home. Have you ever fantasized about having sex with a student?" "I have only been sexually active for six months and only been with two people, I mean two men before today. I guess I have been with about ten more today. I am one of the younger women at the party and have had quite a few offers today." "There is a senior on the football team. I think he is a lineman or a linebacker or something. He is huge at least 6' 8" and must be over 300 pounds of muscle." "That would be Tim Finks; he has already committed to play for the Miami Hurricanes next year." "I have not met him but when I saw how big he was I thought that if his cock is in proportion to the rest of his body I would be interested in trying him on for size." She stopped herself the started again. "I mean in my dreams, I would never do that with a student." "Well, I know Tim and I think he has taken a few too many steroids to get in shape for football. If he ever was in proportion the shrinkage from the steroids has reduced him to a little below average from what I have seen in the locker room." I could tell that she was a little upset that I had just burst her fantasy bubble. I reached down, pulled out my now hard dick, and said that what I had was above average even though I was still growing. She sat up. She knew that I could blackmail her into doing about anything I wanted. She looked like a deer caught in a car's headlights. I had received and given oral sex and had masturbated a few times (today) but was technically still a virgin. I did not want my first time to be under these conditions. "Denise, are you supposed to leave tonight or are you spending the night?" "We were going to stay the night. I think Michael is with a bed full of people in your parent's room. I was in one of the guest rooms down stairs with three other people. I don't think I will be missed unless they all gather in the living room for a head count or unless Michael comes looking for me." "I will keep the pictures but I am not going to make you sleep with me. Let me rephrase that, have sex with me." "Denise I would like you to spend the night and stay with me but we don't have to have sex. I may want to rub up against your hot body and if you feel like doing more we can talk about it then." She let the corners of her mouth creep up a little bit and she nodded her head. I was tired but undressed and led her in the shower. She had already been with ten men and I don't know how many women today. However, I wanted her clean and fresh before we got in my bed. After the shower, she laid down close to my side and put her head on my chest. I asked her about her best and worst encounter today. I felt like a priest. She was confessing to me and had been since we started. I think she found some comfort in sharing. I already had enough to bury her so she had nothing to lose by sharing herself and her inner thoughts with me. "The worst was this overweight hairy guy with the gold chains. He seemed greasy. I was with a young good-looking guy that was doing me from behind. I had just had an orgasm and was catching my breath when the young guy stepped away and the grease ball stepped up and just slid in me and started pounding away. There were a few others around and he didn't really do anything wrong except not ask if I wanted a fat grease ball to fuck me. I just put my head down and let him finish. Luckily he was quick and was done in three to four minutes." "What about the best?" "Well it was my first time of the day. I was excited about all of the people and your nice house. I was on edge when we got here and Michael was introducing me around. We met a younger couple and we were talking about maybe swapping to start things off. Your mom came by, introduced herself, and invited us to see the house. She gave us a tour of the downstairs and we ended up in the master bedroom. Your mom then gave Michael a hug and dropped her wrap on the bench at the foot of the bed. She then turned and we kissed for a while. She is a good kisser. Maybe I shouldn't be telling you this." "It is ok, I have accidently seen her in action a few times. We can pretend she is someone else." "Well the other woman got undressed and the three of us women got on the bed and started in on each other. I was between the other woman's legs, her name was Mary, and was starting to work her up when her husband got behind me and started to rub me first with his fingers and then with the head of his cock. He eventually slid into me while I continued to munch on his wife. I told you I went to an all-girls school so this was not my first time and I could tell she was enjoying it. Mary was the first to get off and then her husband and I climaxed at about the same time. Afterwards, I was just giving him some light clean up licks when your mom rolled me over and dove between my legs to get out whatever that guy had just deposited. Michael got up and started pounding into your mom from behind. I don't know how she could breath. I think I have bruises on my pussy from Michael slamming her and her driving her lips into me. It was all so intense and I think your mom may have gone to an all-girls school as well because she definitely knew what she was doing. I think I fell asleep for a few minutes. When I woke up Michael and the other guy had left. A couple of new people had joined in. I went into the bathroom to clean up and take a leak. I wandered out to the pool for a while until I met my next fling of the day" I rolled toward Denise and she rolled over as well. I got up close to her back as we contoured to each other and I fell asleep with my arm under her pillow and my other hand on her hip. I woke up the next morning with the sensation of a morning blowjob. I saw the door still closed and locked so I figured that Denise was the culprit. She wasn't the best or the worst at giving head but it was a nice way to wake up regardless. When I started to thrust up into her mouth she got into it a little more, took me over the edge, and swallowed it all down. She sat up and I thanked her for a wonderful surprise. She said that she had trouble sleeping with the coke in her system and my cock rubbing her pussy lips all night. She had slept off and on and had masturbated three times the last time being right before she woke me. I liked Denise and felt a little sorry for her. I asked her to lie back on the bed. I got out a couple of ties and tied her to the bed. She did not fight me but you could tell she was scared. I had put my camera in my safe last night while Denise was drying off after the shower. I went and retrieved my camera. It was still dark outside, so I turned on the lamps on both nightstands. I told Denise that I cared for her and did not want to see her be fired or in trouble. I wanted her to stop snorting coke. It was a sure way to ruin her life and she didn't make enough to get addicted to it anyway. I then opened the back of the camera, exposed all of the film, and explained that she did not have to worry about those photos getting out in the public. She thanked me and you could almost see the tears of happiness in the corners of her eyes. I then reloaded the camera and took two pictures of her laying tied spread eagle on the bed. She could always blame them on a jealous boyfriend without having drugs or an orgy involved. I promised not to make them public unless she did something to make me do it or if I caught her doing coke again. I didn't care anymore about pot than her drinking a beer. I untied her and asked her to go make some coffee and bring me a cup with cream, sugar and a pop tart from the pantry. I did not want to go to the kitchen and possibly have someone catch me. It was still 6 am so I took a shower, grabbed some clothes and put them into a bag with my camera and a couple rolls of film. Denise came back still naked. I thanked her, gave her a kiss, and sent her down to rejoin her group. When I was sliding out the door in the kitchen, I saw her in the family room reading the paper and drinking some coffee. She waved and I walked over to the club. It was early but there was still activity at the golf shop as they got the course ready for the day. People started to arrive to hit balls and have a bite to eat before the early tee times started. I walked into the shop and starting looking at some clubs. The pro came by and asked if I had forgotten something or needed something. He thought I had an early tee time and was missing a club out of my bag. I was looking at the clubs and they looked so nice in the old style persimmon wood drivers and not the oversized titanium balloons that people hit with today. I can't blame them because we all know the new technology is better but the classic design of the old clubs looked nicer. I guess cars are the same way. I introduced myself to the pro. His name was Dave and I asked about taking lessons. He said that he gave private lessons and offered camps for beginners. I told him that I was interested in the camps to get the basics and then would like to take some private lesson to correct the things I learned wrong the first time. I also wanted some playing lessons to learn how to read the course and course management skills. He brightened up and asked how old I was and if I was a member. I told him I was a member and that I was in 11th grade but that I was only fourteen years old. He took my name, contact information, and told me he would let me know when they finalized the schedule for the weekend camps. I had another cup of coffee and then decided to have breakfast at the club. I did ask Dave if I could borrow a putter and bought a sleeve of balls before I went out and started putting on the practice green. Putting had always been the best part of my game and I wanted to see how much I had lost. During the time I was practicing on the putting green, Dave walked out to drop off a tee time sheet with the starter. He stopped by the practice green on his way back to the pro shop. He watched me hit a few and then gave me a couple of pointers before heading back to work. I did practice putting for about an hour as golfers came and then left to tee off. I recognized a boy from school who came by to practice. We said hi to each other but stayed to ourselves. As I was leaving, I asked if he was on the school team and he said he was. His name was Shawn Miller. I told him to have a good round and headed in to drop off the putter I had borrowed. Around noon, I went over to John and Beth's house. He was out in the garage putting together a bookshelf for his den. I left there, walked a little further, and stopped in to see how Doug was doing. He was feeling better and had stopped getting sick but would be in bed today and tomorrow before his mom would let him rejoin the world. As I was walking back, to the road I ran into Doug's dad in the driveway. Mr. Hennessy was a builder and said he was going to go check on his jobs. I asked if I could ride along. I had a good friend that was a builder my first time through. He liked to check on his jobs on the weekend as well and sometimes I would ride around with him. Mr. Hennessy had a pad of paper so he could take notes at each job. I would try not to bother him too much but would ask questions about what he did and how he did it. "Do you build a house and then sell it or do you build for people that tell you what they want?" "We build mostly for people that have a specific design in mind. We call that "custom home building". Sometimes I will buy a lot, build a house on it and sell it when we complete the construction or while it is still under construction. We call that "spec or speculative building". There are developers that build whole subdivision usually with only three or four different designs for the whole neighborhood." "That is what we lived in when we were in South Florida." I said. "Mr. Hennessy is there things that you do to make your houses different?" "Well we try to do good work and keep the costs down," he said. "I guess everyone does that but some could be less trusting than others. I always thought that houses were put together without as much thought as there could be." "Architects have been designing houses for a long time. What have they missed?" "If I designed a house I would have a light switch by the bed so I could turn the outside flood lights on or off without having to walk over to the front door. I know they have them at the different ends of the hallway so they can work from either end. Why not have the same capabilities in the bedroom and the front door? My dad is always complaining when my mom makes him go turn off the lights." After a little chuckle, "My wife makes me do that as well. I guess a three way switch may not be a bad idea." "And while we're at it why not place an outlet up under the overhang in the roof for Christmas lights so you don't have to run an extension cord down the side of the house?" "Well the extension cord is how you turn them on and off by unplugging them". "Why not have it toggle on and off by a switch? We have an outlet in our living room on a switch for a lamp". "Those are both good ideas Britt." "I was just saying that if you do the kind of things that will make your customer's life easier then you may get more work because other builders don't do that." "I will talk to my electrician about that and think of some other things that may make life easier as well." "You know my parent's room is on the ground floor but you and your wife's is upstairs with all of the other bedrooms." "Yes." "Well I bet that your wife hates carrying clothes down stairs to be washed and upstairs when they are clean. Why not install the laundry room upstairs? I hate carrying my clothes down and then up again. Even in our house, the laundry is by the kitchen and my parent's room is on the other side of the house. That is like putting the refrigerator upstairs and the kitchen down. Who taught the architects to mess up so bad?" We walked through two more houses before we headed back. He looked at the eves and the laundry room while we looked around. He did start making some of the changes. A year later, he told me that he used to close 35% of new customers based on competitive bids and meetings. After he added some of the changes, he closed over 60% because the customers saw that he didn't just do what other builders were doing. He was doing more to make their lives easier. Eventually the other builders would catch on and start copying him but he was always on the lookout for innovative ideas and he would ask me to ride with him every couple of months to see if I had any new ideas for him. ------- Chapter 4 The country club where we are members caters to locals for social activities, tennis, swimming and golf. The golf course is nice but there are many others, all over central Florida, that are better. As you drive up the long driveway, you come to a clubhouse with a pool. This is where the club holds most of the socials. Then a little farther up the hill, you come to the Golf clubhouse that has a nicer dining room. Then about a quarter mile further down, at the bottom of the hill, is the parking lot for the tennis center. There are six courts along with a small lounge. There is an open area and a small pro shop that is not normally open, unless the pro is there to give lessons. Although he is not there full time, he does have a place to hang his hat. Robin and I were just hitting some tennis balls. Actually, she was practicing her serve and was hitting the balls to me. My job was to just try to return them so she wouldn't have to walk far to pick them up so she could keep practicing. I was getting better but I was still not in her league. I was growing and was getting stronger and faster. I knew that I wanted to play golf and tennis later on in life so I wanted to learn how to do both well while I was still young. There was no one else at the courts except us. The late afternoon clouds were rolling in and we started picking up the backpack full of balls that Robin had brought. Just as we were finishing up the first drops of rain were making dark spots on the court. We walked into the lounge and I turned on the air conditioner since I figured it would be 30 minutes at least before the rain stopped. We were talking about school and I was sitting in a leather club chair while she was on the couch. I reached over, grabbed the end of the leash (necklace), and gave it a little tug. She quickly smiled and asked what she could do for me? I had her stand in front of me and pulled down her tennis shorts or underwear or whatever you call those things under her skirt. I then slid her panties off as well. She had on her tennis dress with nothing under her skirt. I then stood, dropped my shorts, and sat down on a towel I had grabbed out of my pack. I spread my legs and she knelt in front of me. She took hold of my cock and started to stoke it slowly. She looked at my eyes but neither of us spoke. After a couple minutes of slow stokes, I was hard but nowhere near close to cumming. I nodded to her. Without breaking eye contact, she wiped away my precum, and then licked at the tip of my cock before she wrapped her lips around the head. She swirled her tongue around a few times before lowering her lips slowly down the shaft. I was hoping she would take me all the way down but she came up short when my cock hit the back of her throat. She reversed direction and slowly came back up. Neither of us was in a hurry but eventually she picked up speed. She started to focus on the "task at hand". We broke eye contact as she started to work at bringing me off. I let my head fall back and then brought it up. As I did, I saw a car in the parking lot and a woman jogging down the sidewalk towards the tennis center. I recognized Sheila as one of the local women and one of John and Beth's friends. She seemed nice enough and had a daughter around six years old and then another that was three or four years old. She had on her tennis stuff but didn't carry a racket. The AC was running so it was a little noisy. Robin was working like a pro going up and down on my now seven inches. She was stroking the bottom half with her hand. I lost sight of Sheila as she detoured to get in the gate. As she came around the pro shop and walked towards the lounge, I put my hand of the top of Robin's head so that she would not stop. As Sheila grabbed the doorknob, she glanced through the glass door and saw us. Her momentum kept her moving through the door. She stopped in the doorway and froze. Her eyes were wide; she couldn't move or take her eyes from what she saw. Robin tried to pull away when she heard the door open but I held her in place and kept her head moving up and down my shaft. She tried to look over to see who it was but I kept her focused on the task. I motioned for Sheila to come in with my other hand. "I am almost done with this bitch if you want her to take care of you when she is done." I slowly pulled up the back of Robin's skirt as Sheila, without thinking, moved her hand to her crotch. She jerked out of her trance and apologized for intruding, just about the time I started unloading into Robin's mouth. Sheila was red faced and stuttering as she tried to get herself under control. "Come in. We are just finishing. I didn't think we would have any company since most people don't play tennis in the rain," I said. Sheila replied that there were some women getting together to play bridge and since there was already something scheduled for the clubhouse, they were going to meet in the lounge. She had volunteered to come down early, turn on the AC, and arrange the tables. I finally allowed Robin to sit back. Her dress fell back down to cover her ass. I stood up and grabbed my shorts and briefs but I did not hide anything as I tucked my dick back in my shorts. Robin stayed on her knees. "Sheila, The AC is already on and I can help with the tables. You look a little excited. Would you like some help taking the edge off before your friends arrive? Robin is still on her knees and ready to help you if you would like." "NO, no, no" she replied. "I can come back in a little while." "No need, the rain has let up so we will get out of your way." I told Robin to get dressed. She kept her head down as she got her clothes in order and then grabbed her racket and backpack with the balls. I was going to grab her hand but instead, grabbed the end of her leash and walked her out the door. Sheila hadn't moved so we almost had to rub up against her to get out the door. We walked down the path that cut towards the golf course. I then started to wonder how Sheila was reacting to what she had just witnessed. I told Robin to wait in the restaurant and to order me an iced tea. I slipped back to the tennis courts and kept the building between the lounge and me. I quietly slipped through the gate and around the building. Sheila was in the same chair I had been sitting in and was jilling off hard. Her head was back and she was moaning. I pulled out my camera, took a couple shots from a distance, and kept clicking away as I got closer and closer. As I opened the door, she had her underwear around her calves and her knees spread wide as she slammed three fingers in and out of her pussy and used her other hand to rub her clit. She was just starting her orgasm when I entered and couldn't stop if she wanted to. I took a dozen more pictures as she climaxed and then came down. Her chest was heaving. She was embarrassed and started to pull up her undies. I turned to the door. "I am sorry to interrupt. You seemed a little confused when we left so I just wanted to make sure you were OK ... However, you seem to have "everything in hand" now. I was also going to offer to help with the tables but it looks like your friends are just arriving. I hope you do well at cards. Sometimes it is hard to concentrate after you put forth the effort you just did to get ready." I headed out to the parking lot to intercept Beth who had just arrived. I stopped to talk to Beth and to give Sheila a couple more minutes to regain her composure. Beth told me some news that a new doctor and his wife had moved in down the road. They have a little boy around five and Beth had given Nancy Cohen my name in case they needed someone to watch their son Craig. I was not sure I wanted to get into the babysitting game but shrugged and told her if I was free, I might help them out. She asked about my photography. I guess she saw that she was the second to arrive and was not in a hurry. I told her that I had been working on a new project earlier in the day and that I may stop by later to develop the negatives. She asked what they were of and I told her I did not have permission from the subject to share them yet. I smiled and told her that I had forgotten my pack and that Robin was waiting for me at the restaurant. I started down the path as I said goodbye. Robin was waiting for me thinking that I might have gotten into trouble since I took so long. I thought about telling her everything and then changed my mind. "Sheila was taken aback by what she saw and she had to work through things in her own way on how to deal with them. I think she will be OK but I will stop by in a day or two to see how she is doing to make sure" Robin leaned closer and looked both ways before she whispered to me," I can't believe you made me do that. I was mad at first and then embarrassed, and then horny until I came at the same time you did. I am not attracted to her, but if you had told me to, I would have eaten her pussy just to please you. I was dripping wet while I thought about you making me lick and suck her pussy until she had an orgasm." "What if she needed you to stick your finger up her ass to get her off?" I said with a big smirk. "Stop it." She replied just a little too loud as a few people looked our way. "You are so bad, but I love it" Robin had ordered a sandwich and she ate it while I drank my tea and snagged a couple of her chips. I signed the account and we left. I did get a call from Nancy the next day. She was going to play tennis in a round robin tournament at the club and asked if I could watch Craig for a few hours. I didn't have anything planned so I told her that I could but that, after the school vacation was over, I would not be available as often. Craig was a cute kid. He was an only child and wanted to play Pong. I did not want to sit around and play Pong on the TV, so we got out his nerf basketball. I played on my knees and he got the chance to run around. After we did that for a while, we went outside and I helped him ride his bike. Since he had training wheels on the bike, I moved them up a couple inches so if he got too far off course he would have some help keeping the bike steady. By the time we were done we could have taken them totally off and just let him ride without them. We were playing in the family room with his hot wheels track when Nancy came in a little while later. It had been four hours since she left so she asked me how much she owed? I told her, "$8". She commented that the babysitters were cheaper in her old neighborhood. "Mrs. Cohen, they are cheaper here as well. I only babysit for a few people that either are in desperate need of a sitter or want someone to spend quality time with their kids. You will find that neither the TV or Video games have been on all day. There are no messes in the house. Your son now can ride a bike without training wheels although I left them on so you and your husband can feel that sense of accomplishment when you take them off and take pictures of his first ride. I have fed him and the kitchen is clean. I don't need to babysit. I did this as a favor to Beth. I like Craig he seems like a nice kid. You can ask him if he wants me to babysit again and you can decide if I am worth the extra money. I hope you find someone cheaper that you like so I will have more free time." I wasn't trying to be rude but I saw a kid where his parents just did not spend enough time with him. Kind of like my own folks. If they wanted to ship him off to me, they could pay for it. I did not see much of Doug over the Christmas break. After he started to feel better, he went with his dad to work each day to learn the family business. I guess picking up construction sites was a starting point. I stopped by to develop some film a few days later and Beth pulled me aside. "What did you do to her?" "Did you fuck her?" "Fuck who? No I am still a virgin." "Did someone say I fucked them?" "Did she say I was good?" Beth laughed at the last one. "When I saw you at the tennis courts the other day I saw Sheila after you left and she was so flustered. She was so nervous she couldn't put a sentence together. She wanted to know what you told me or what we talked about?" "Did Sheila say I fucked her? I bet she would say I was good if I had fucked her. Do you think she wants to fuck me?" Beth raised her voice a bit "Stop saying Fuck." "You started it Bitch" with the emphasis on Bitch. Now she was laughing but trying to get back to a serious conversation. "What did Sheila say?" I asked. "She really didn't say anything. She just seemed really out of sorts. She was worried like you knew something that could hurt her and she was afraid that you might tell someone." "And you are asking me to tell you ... if I did know something or if we F ... made love?" "Britt I know you are very discrete and protective of your secrets and photos. I am more worried about Sheila." "I have some film to develop. Why don't you invite her over and when I am done we can all talk." "I will call her and see if she can come over." I developed the film of Sheila and a couple more pictures of Robin. Robin had agreed to let both John and Beth see the pictures that I took of her since Beth knew most of the things we did. She loved the water skiing picture and the one of her sitting on the side of the tub shaving her cunt. When I came out of the darkroom, Sheila was in the living room with Beth, and Johnny was in the sunroom watching Sesame Street. Sheila didn't know I was there and jumped when she saw me enter the room. Beth tried to calm her and asked what had happened? Sheila put her head in her hands and it sounded like she was starting to hyperventilate. I finally spoke up. "Sheila, why don't I tell Beth what is going on before she calls the insane asylum to come and pick you up?" This broke through to Sheila and she said, "I am so ashamed about what happened." "At least tell Beth that I was good," I said. Sheila did not know what to say but Beth laughed at that and so did I. This led Sheila to think that her friend was going to abuse her. "Sheila, I am going to tell a story and you can tell me to stop at any time and when you do, I will. Beth, Robin and I were playing tennis the other day." I went on about the rain and since Beth had seen the necklace / leash, I explained the significance of the chain and went onto explain the compromising position when Sheila found us. After that I stopped. Beth waited and then said, "So Sheila is upset because she walked in on Robin giving you a blowjob?" I didn't say anything and after the silence became too loud, Sheila finally spoke up. "No. After that, he offered her to me for oral pleasures, he then slowly got dressed with his big hard cock standing there, and then made her get dressed, he grabbed her leash and led her out the door. It was so hot to see her on the leash doing whatever he made her do. She had the smoothest teenage cunt I have ever seen. He had the largest cock I had ever seen. I wanted to be with both of them but thought about what everyone else would think so I chickened out." She stopped talking but no one said anything so she started again. "After they left I knew I only had twenty minutes before everyone would show up. I pulled down my panties and started to get myself off thinking of them, thinking of that girls tongue and then his cock in my pussy. Then right when I thought I would get the relief I needed I was right on the edge, he opens the door with his camera in his hand and took picture after picture of me abusing my cunt and having the biggest orgasm of my life. He saw you pull into the lot and went out to meet you so I could have some time to freshen up." Beth was quiet and caught herself squeezing her nipple. "Oh Sheila that was hot. Britt you shouldn't tease us old ladies." She went over to hug Sheila and said, "You didn't do anything wrong. You did what I will do right after you leave. The only difference is that Britt just happened to catch you. You have probably done it a few times since then but didn't bring those times up because you didn't have someone else see you." I looked at Sheila, "If it was anyone besides you or Beth I would have had Robin stop before anybody saw anything. I have met you before and I know that you are cool. I did it for Robin and to excite her through exhibition and / or humiliation. She got off and later told me that women do not really attract her but she would have loved to eat your pussy to make me happy. When I was doing that for Robin, I saw you getting off on it as well. I read people pretty well and wanted you to enjoy it. I think you did and I think that your orgasm was more powerful because of the camera. I am not trying to break up your marriage or get you to cheat on your husband. If you want, you can tell him the story up to the point where we left and let him know that you wished it were you on the end of the leash. I can bring the pictures by tomorrow if you want to see them. Maybe Beth will show you some of her shots if you will consent to show her yours." Sheila looked down and then said, "I don't think I could." "I think it would excite you to know that I had shared them with Beth and maybe Robin as well." I leaned back in the chair and continued, "Sheila, I think you are unsure of your feelings and desires. The things that people taught you that are supposedly wrong are the ones that are making you feel so excited and horny. I think you have to ask yourself, who you are hurting by doing the things you really want to do?" Beth had gotten up and returned with her album. She sat with Sheila and showed her the pictures. It looked like Sheila was handling fine china with the delicacy and reverence as she turned the pages. As she went through each page of the book she ooohed and aaaahed quietly. The last nine pages were the 8 x 10 duplicates of the pregnancy pictures going down the hall. The last being their daughter Mary suckling on Beth's breast. Sheila finally looked up and turned to Beth. "Those are wonderful, mine were much different." I spoke up, "The subject matter and activity may be different but both are natural expressions captured on film. I would like to show them to Beth and if she says they are not appropriate, then I will have her watch me destroy all of the prints and negatives. If she thinks they have artistic value then I will have her show them to you and explain what she sees and how she views them. Are you OK with that?" "I guess that would be OK." We all chatted for a while and I told Sheila to think about what excites her and what her fantasies are. She does not have to act on all of them but she may want to move her extracurricular activities in that direction. As soon as she left, Beth asked me to go get the pictures. I had led them to believe that I had left them at the house. In reality, I had just developed the negatives and wanted to see the prints before anyone asked me to get rid of them. I told Beth that I would go in and make some prints now. She had picked up Mary and was unbuttoning her shirt. She no longer put a blanket over herself when she breast-fed Mary since I loved to watch her feed her daughter. When I came out of the darkroom, Beth was waiting in the kitchen and John had come home from work. I just turned around and they followed me back into the room where the prints were hanging to dry. It was like a fine art gallery where they would slowly move from picture to picture looking very closely at each one. I didn't know if they were viewing me as a pornographer, a great artist or an amateur hack taking nude pictures. I guess I was all three. Some were a little too graphic when Sheila was trying to shove her entire fist into her cunt. I was told to remove them and never let Sheila see them. Some of the other pictures I had not framed correctly or I had taken just when she made a contorted face, which made her look goofy. Out of the thirty shots I took, about ten showed the passion and pleasure that Sheila was going through without just being too raw to be tasteful. Beth gave me a hug and whispered that this may be the next project she would like for me to do. John overheard and told us that he did not plan to be in these pictures so he could probably work the camera for the project. She took the ten that she thought were tasteful but naughty and left to find a small album for Sheila's viewing pleasure. John came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. He said, "Britt I don't know how you do it. When you came to me and asked about partially clothed photos, I thought that maybe when you were in college you could talk a freshman or two into exposing their breasts. I am always surprised what comes out of your camera. I know that porn is not your goal but your collection is enough to get me going time after time." "John you just can't talk your wife into bringing the young girls home so you can take pictures of them. I saw the way you drooled over Denise as she laid spread eagle on my bed. I also can see how the pictures of a sixteen year old Robin brings you back to your youth in the back of your dad's car. Sheila is a different story. If she knew I was there ahead of time, we both know that those pictures would have never happened. Let me know whenever you want copies. They will have to be for your personal collection and you can only share them with Beth but what is mine is yours. I hope that you are OK with me using your darkroom. I could put in one of my own but I like coming over here and spending time with you and Beth" John replied that he and Beth both enjoyed me coming over and I was welcome at any time. "I don't understand how someone so young can act like someone so much older but we are happy to have you around." ------- Chapter 5 I was now at a point in my new life where I was finally growing into my body and although I still had some growing to do, I could finally compete at the high school level. I tried out for the cross-country track team. I had the coach as my geometry teacher the year before. After Coach Nelson had us warm up the first day of practice, he then took us to the track. He had us run laps to see where we were in our ability. He wanted us to run laps on a two minute pace. There were about twenty guys and fifteen girls trying out. The guys started on the laps and just kept going until some of the guys started to drop out. Eight minute miles are a good pace but I was already running 6 minute miles for five miles six days a week and swimming a half mile so I knew I could go for quite a while at his specified pace. After five miles, we had four guys drop out and a couple making some noises that showed they were under stress. After ten miles, we were down to ten guys. Coach asked if we wanted to pick up the pace and a couple guys gave the cheer to indicate they did. I just kept my head down and followed the leader. I did not want to upset anyone and would let my legs do the talking. They kicked up the pace but we were already 10 miles in so they only brought it down to around 7 minute miles. I knew the coach wasn't going to have us run a marathon so I just kept up. We lost three guys in the next mile and two more on the following mile. We were down to five after thirteen miles. The coach told us that we were going to run a total of fifteen miles for whoever could keep up. I still let the others set the pace and after two more miles, I was just pacing behind the leader. The other three had dropped back and the coach had them cool down and stretch. I finished behind the lead runner, a senior named Gary. I could have passed him but it no one had mentioned that this was a race so I didn't need to make anyone look bad. Gary knew that I still had some energy in my legs. I walked another 150 yards then turned and walked back before stretching out my calves and hamstrings. Gary was lying on his back in the infield trying to catch his breath. Coach called us all to the stands. He started his speech, "Well guys we have twenty guys that are trying out for the team. We will run seven people when we compete and they will count those with the top five times and places towards the team score. If you finish first we will get one point if you finish eighth we will get eight points. Then, they will add the top five places together and the team with the lowest total will be the winning team. There will be alternates and people will get hurt so we will want at least ten on the team but only the top seven will compete. Based on what we saw here today you should have a good idea where you stand against some of the others on the team. Not all races will be the same length but most will be between 3 and 3 1/2 miles. Tomorrow we will run 3.5 miles for time. I am not making any cuts at this time, but I want you to know where you stand and how much you need to do to be competitive. I will see you tomorrow." I headed back to the locker room for a shower and then stopped by the trainer's office to say hi to Doc. He had told me that I could work with him whenever I was between seasons. He had also asked me to stop by and let him know how I had done. I think he was hoping I would have been one of the first to drop out so I could help him out. He was happy to hear that I had done well and Coach Nelson came in while we were talking. He told me I had run well today. He asked what time I ran the 5k in? I told him that I had never raced that distance, but ran 5 miles most mornings with a 6 minute pace. He said that that was a good start but even 5k was a short race. We would be doing a lot of interval training for speed and not the long runs as we did today very often. The next day I took the morning off. I had run twenty miles the day before with my morning run and then fifteen at practice. Coach gave us the route but we would be away from the school until the last quarter mile around the track so the coach could see how we finished. Only fifteen guys showed up today. We started the run at a quick 5 1/2 minute mile pace and went passed the two-mile marker right at eleven minutes. There were only four guys in the lead pack and another three about 100 yards behind. I didn't see the others since there were trees and turns on the course. We shifted gears and did the third mile in 4 3/4 minutes. I pulled ahead of Gary as we came into the stadium and did the last 440 yards in 55 seconds. I had beaten Gary by 50 yards and he had pulled away from Derrick by another 200 yards. I had no clue how fast the high school boys ran in competitive cross-country meets. I hoped we were going to be OK. Coach seemed pleased. The next three were a minute behind Derrick so we were about one minute forty-five seconds from 1st to 6th place over 5k. My time had been around 16 minutes for the 3.2 miles. I was winded after the run but recovered quickly and after a couple minutes I was back to breathing normally. Coach Nelson talked about our training schedule and told us that he would finalize the schedule that week but that our first meet would be in two weeks. Coach had us run laps alternating between all out sprints followed by a slow jog. After talking to Gary, I found out a couple of things. First, he had been the team leader the last year. Second, he had done well but the team wasn't that strong. Last, it wasn't their best season. Derrick had run last year but for another school about fifteen miles away. His family had moved over the summer. He was in a different District so he had not run against Gary. The good thing about cross-country is that the men and women's team compete at the same meets. Like track and swimming, the events are separate but they combine the meets so the teams can travel together to and from the meet. The men cheer for the women when they compete and the women cheer for the men as well. Of the many girls that I met, I became friendlier with two of them more than I did with others. One was in my class (Anna) and the other was a sophomore named Michelle. They were both on the soccer team and used cross-county as a way to stay in shape during the off-season. I saw them around while we were practicing and finally met them on the way to the first meet. The girls went first and we cheered them on. There were only four schools competing at the first meet. Anna and Michelle finished 2nd and third on the team and were both in the top 10 overall. They were happy to get the first meet behind them. I was going to take a quick warm up run while the girls were cooling down so I ran alongside and told them that they ran well. They turned back to get their sweats on and I ran another half mile to get ready. Gary, Derrick and I were going to try to pace each other while the next four on our team were going to try to do the same. I was used to pacing myself since I had been running for a few years. We took off at just over a 5-minute mile pace to try to separate from the pack but also keep all of us at the right pace to finish well. At the halfway point, we came back towards the finish line before turning back away for the second half of the race. The course shape was like a peanut so the fans could see more of the race. When we came out of the tree line, the path widened and I heard all the girls and our coaches cheering for us. I heard Anna and Michelle calling my name and giving encouragement. We three were in the top ten and looking good overall. Gary started to pick up the pace and I fell in behind him with Derrick behind me. We pulled away from some of the other runners and with 1/2 of a mile to go Gary and me, along with two other runners from other schools found ourselves in the top four. I am not a sprinter so I started my kick earlier than most. I picked up the pace to around a 70-second quarter mile pace, which is a 4 min 40 second mile. I passed Gary and the other two and I could hear Gary fall in behind me and with 200 yards to go give me a cheer of encouragement, as he couldn't keep up the pace. I finished first in my first meet and Gary finished second. Derrick just got beat for sixth and we had two other runners finish 11th and 14th for a 34-point team total. Edgewater came in second with 42. The girl's team finished second to Colonial High. We all did well as a team and we had six in the top ten. The coaches were happy with the performance. This is one of the times when having the experience of going through life once and not having the teenage fear of rejection, helped out. I gave all the guys high fives. (They didn't fist bump yet) I gave the girls all hugs and congratulated them. I also announced since it was still Saturday morning that anyone that wanted to come over and swim was more than welcome and I would supply all of the food. There were a few freshmen and sophomores on the team but only two made the top seven and were able to compete. Some still were riding with the team to cheer us on. What that meant is that most were old enough to drive. Almost everyone wanted to celebrate with the team so most made it over to hang out by the pool and have lunch. When mom picked me up at the school, I told her about inviting some people over. She appeared to be a little upset with me. I told her to stop at the store and I would take care of everything. I knew the maids had been by the day before so I guess she just wanted more notice or less noise. I got some burgers, and brats, soda and chips. The store had some premade slaw and I picked up a watermelon and some cookies from the bakery. I was in the car ten minutes after we arrived at the store. The meet was over by 10 am so people started to arrive around 11:30. I was manning the grill and everyone else arrived by 12 pm except Tom who had to finish the lawn before his parents would let him leave. As usual, the girls' team was all sitting and eating together and the guys were all sitting separately, and eating together. I was the last to get a plate, but instead of sitting with the guys, I went and sat down with the girls. When Tom arrived ten minutes later, he grabbed some food, then came, and sat down with the girls and me. As people went back to the line to get seconds or to refresh their drinks, the mix evened out and spread out until the girls and guys were all comingled. It was not hot as it was still in the 70's. I took off my shirt, set it aside so I could get in the pool, and heard a wolf whistle from one of the girls. That started a trend and as each got ready for the pool there were more whistles and then cat calls. It was all in fun but it was interesting to see who said what and to whom. We swam and played and then a couple girls got up on the guys shoulders for some chicken fights. No one was drunk so I didn't expect it to get too rowdy. Anna did get up on my shoulders to go against Michelle who picked Tom for her steed. I held onto Anna and then reached forward to pull on Michelle's legs to help us win. We had fun and played four times before Michelle got tired of losing. Anna felt good on my shoulders so instead of dumping her when we were done, I slid her around so that when she slid off, she went over my shoulder, down my chest and ended with her in front of me with my hands on her ass. Before I let her go, I gave her a quick peck on the lips and congratulated her on her chicken fighting skills. She didn't slap me, which is always a good sign. I did get a slight smile from her before she swam off. Everyone eventually had to leave and I picked up around the pool. My parents were actually pretty cool about the kids coming over and even congratulated me on my race and my team's finish. We did have some races during the week after school, but we did most of them on Saturday mornings. After the Saturday meets, it became a habit to come over, hang out around my pool and relax. The teams were becoming closer. Both teams had a good season and received invitations to the District tournament. I didn't have the quick feet to beat most people in the last 100 yards so I needed to start my break away further out from the finish line. I made mistakes by starting too early and at other times, too late, so I lost a few but overall I had a good year. The District races were going to be a true test of how we stacked up against the other teams. We had all pushed hard throughout the season. I figured if I was going to spend time practicing I might as well do it right, and work hard. The coach gave us the drills to work on our endurance and speed. Derrick had improved a lot. With all his work, he could now stay with us up until the last 1/2 mile when I would start my kick. By that time, he could maintain the original pace and still hold on for a good finishing spot. Lake Brantley had one runner that was very strong. He would do things during the race to try to throw off our concentration. If we were running along on a wooded trail, he would try to edge you into a tree or cut you off so you would have to break stride to keep from tripping. He was trying to slow the pace so that he would have more energy to compete at the finish. I tried passing on the right and he used a tree as a pick. I tried the left and he again cut in front of me. I finally faked to the right and then lunged to the left. He went to cut me off and was a step too late so I was already past him. I did "accidently" drive my knee into his hamstring as he tried to cut in front of me. He went down like a brick but we kept going. I ended up getting beat by an even stronger runner form Apopka and Gary finished fourth behind the Colonial runner. Derrick finished 10th and said he had to jump over the Brantley runner that was still lying on the ground when he passed him. The coach called me aside and asked what happened. It appears that one of the Brantley runners was accusing me of interference. I told him, "That was the pot calling the kettle black." I explained what happened and gave him the name of the other five runners in our pack. The Lake Brantley coach was ranting, raving, and calling for my disqualification. The other runners all backed up my story and the final ruling was that the race results would stand. Although I didn't finish first, the team did well enough to move forward. So our team would be heading to the State tournament ... The girls' team finished fourth in the District and therefore, they would not run at the State tournament. We had grown very close as a team. It seemed like all the guys were feeling very down in sympathy for the girls and the girls were all very happy for the guys. It was a weird day around the pool. I still spent time and was friendly with Anna and Michelle but Michelle started dating Tom after the first pool party and Anna just never got comfortable with our 2-year age difference. It didn't help that I stopped by her house one day and met her mom. She did not want her daughter robbing the cradle and let her know that I was not an appropriate boyfriend. It would be funny later on after her parents divorced and her mom went to work as a secretary at Merrill Lynch. When I transferred my account to the local office, she saw the value and could only dream about what could have happened if her wonderful Anna, (who married the UPS driver) had become my girlfriend. He was a great guy and they did have a good marriage and a wonderful family. They just didn't have the millions of dollars her mom had to deal with in my account every day. A couple of weeks later at the State tournament, I finished 12th and Gary finished right behind me. He had been training with me and over the season had perfected the longer kick for the end of the race. As a result, he could now stay on my heels and at the State meet, he almost passed me. Derrick had another strong day and finished 25th. Our team came in third overall. Coach Nelson was very happy. We found the course much tougher up in Gainesville for the State tournament since there were more hills than we were accustomed to. The good news was that the coaches from the University of FL and FSU were there. There were other colleges present but I felt that none of them offered what I wanted to justify my attending there. I enjoyed the small team environment of the cross-country team. They asked me to go out for track later in the year and I did. It was similar to cross-country racing except the team was much larger and we ran on a track in circles. I did meet new people and expanded my circle of friends. I had grown more and was now just less than 6 foot. I would ultimately reach 6' 3" over the next few years, but my face was still a baby face. Most of the kids knew I was still fifteen but the good news was that the freshmen were only fourteen so the gap was getting smaller. On the track team, I ran the mile and the two-mile events. I also helped the team on the distance medley by running the final one-mile leg. What this added up to was four miles total over the course of a meet. However, depending on the size of the meet, some didn't include the distance medley. I did well but didn't enjoy the amount of time for the total meet. I spent a lot of time just waiting to run. During one of the meets, I did meet a sophomore high jumper that was cute. Her name was Courtney and she was almost as tall as I was. She did well and was usually in the top five. We had a senior on our team that beat her every meet. One or two of the other schools also had some better jumpers. I was running the mile in a 4:35 average time and ran my best at a night meet, which was cooler, where I ran a 4:28 mile. During the meets, they expected me to act like an athlete and not become over-tired by running all over the place after my events. In spite of this, I did drag my camera with me to the meets and my teammates enjoyed both the action and candid shots I took and gave to them. Courtney tended to wear a tight uniform so that nothing would hang down and catch on the bar as she did her high jumps. I got a nice picture of her lying on a blanket between jumps with her tight ass in those tight shorts and her face gently resting on her arm. I showed them to her and mentioned that they were very good but would be better with a little less exterior coverage. I got a surprise myself when she told me that maybe we could arrange that one day. Gary was dating a girl on the team that ran middle distances. Her name was Karen. I asked Gary about double dating. He was not big on the idea until I offered to pay for gas and dinner. I also mentioned that my parents went out a lot on the weekends and that if we were double dating on a regular basis, we might be able to hang out at my empty house from time to time. I hated not having a car or a license but it seemed to work out. After I got Gary to agree, I went and asked Courtney to go out with me to the movies and dinner. I told her it would be a double date since I couldn't drive. That worked out well for her because I think her mom was more accepting of a double date than a boy / girl car date for her sophomore daughter. Robin had been going out with Scott for most of the year. I think that he knew we got together every couple of weeks to mess around but accepted that in exchange for having her whenever else he wanted to be with her. Since he was also on the tennis team, they were able to spend time together during the day and at matches. Since it was still only high school, you have most of your day, every day, scheduled for something. I even stopped by one day when we had a late meet and took some action shots of Robin playing in her match and Scott playing in his. While Scott was finishing up, I walked over to sit by Robin. As we watched the match, I leaned over and said, "If that necklace was unclasped I would probably make you take Scott around by the back of the building and suck him off while I took pictures of you on your knees rubbing your cunt." On the backside of the building, there were entrances to the two bathrooms / locker rooms. There was a path between the two with an indent in the wall where the air conditioning units were recessed. After Scott finished and won his match, we stood and clapped. When I looked at Robin, the clasp had been undone. I just grabbed the tassel and gave it a tug so it tightened the gold loop around her neck. I dropped it down between her tits and told her she knew what I wanted. Scott started to walk back to the locker room and Robin started walking out down the other side of the building headed to the ladies side. I waited two minutes and then followed Scott's trail. I had my camera and could not see them from the entrance of the locker room. I walked down the path between the doors and could first see a foot and then a leg and then the two of them in just the position I had described. I moved away from the building and into the bushes that ran along the fence surrounding the court. I started shooting with a close up of Robin's lips working on his dick. He had his head back and appeared to enjoy her sucking on his cock. I pulled back a little to get her hand action working on herself, into the frame. I had taken my fourth picture before Scott couldn't hold out any longer and released his cum into Robin's waiting mouth. She wasn't finished yet. Scott quickly put his junk away and zipped up. Robin stayed on her knees to finish her assignment. Scott didn't understand. He started to step away and saw that she wasn't getting up. He looked over and saw me. He walked over to me and said, "You made her do this didn't you?" "Scott, she does what she wants to but I do give her suggestions. Did you enjoy this interlude? Good match by the way," I said calmly. "What is she waiting for?" "I suggested that she get you off and then herself. Obviously one of you finished before the other. I bet if you cheer her on, it may definitely help." Robin heard this and her face was turning red. I started, "Come on Robin you can do it! You look so hot sitting like that on your knees with cum on your chin!" Scott looked at me and then at Robin. He saw her level of excitement jump and joined in. "Come on baby do it for me! You are almost there! Let me hear you moan!" Robin couldn't believe what we were doing but it took her over the edge. "Oh fuck" came out of her mouth as the relief washed over her. As Robin got herself together, Scott looked at me and said that Robin had told him that I was part of her life but not her boyfriend. She told him that he could be her boyfriend and she would be his girlfriend but that if I called her or needed her that she would be with me. "Robin has told me that over the last couple of months, she has stopped by to see you a few times." He said, "I was not happy about this and I still don't understand it." He continued, "I do care for her very much and I told her we could be together until I couldn't take the situation anymore. So far everything has been very normal like you weren't even around." He collected his thoughts and then went on. "I was surprised that you were here at the match and then she waved me over before I made it to the locker room. I was somewhat confused." Robin walked over. I noticed that she had closed her clasp again and she had cleaned the mess off her chin. She gave me a hug. I asked her, "Did that excite you? Did you enjoy the cheering section while you played with your hot pussy?" Scott looked like he was going to punch me but stopped when Robin responded. "Thank you Britt, I think Scott enjoyed it and when you started cheering I felt like I was on center court at Wimbledon rubbing my cunt in front of the crowd." "I am glad you both had fun. I did get a lot of good pictures on the court today and a couple of the winner's celebration," I said. Scott went pale at that comment. It was a good thing that Robin was there. Scott didn't want to lose the fine pussy he had but was completely baffled by the relationship that Robin and I shared. She sent him inside to take a shower and I said goodbye so I could get ready for my meet that evening. The track meet actually started earlier in the day so they could run all of the preliminary heats. However, I didn't have to be there until 2 pm so it turned out that I was there in plenty of time for my meet. At the end of the day, I finished with two second-place finishes and a first place in the distance medley. There was a speedster form Oviedo that had a good night and beat me in both races by less than 3 yards. In the medley, I did get the baton a step or two after he did and came back to pass him with 100 yards to go and he never had a chance to catch me. I guess this proves that sometimes I can be a team player. This was about how the rest of the season went. I did well. At the end of the season, for the State tournament, the entire team usually does not participate like in cross-country. They make the selections based on individual events. I went in all three of the events and finished fifth in the 2-mile, tenth in the mile and third in the distance medley. Scott did like the pictures and his mom actually framed a few and hung them on her wall. I don't think he showed her the one of him and Robin but then I did not get his face in the shot. Robin showed the pictures to Scott but even though he wanted some, she wouldn't let him keep any since you could see her face in them. She knew that in a few years that they would go their separate ways. This was not a souvenir that she wanted him to have. Courtney did let me take some pictures but she got very shy when I started clicking away. I did keep her face out of most of them and used her body to explore various lighting and shadow options. I loved her ass and tight legs. I asked her about shaving for me and she told me I should ask one of the swimmers. She said they love to shave everything, especially each other. She did continue in a serious manner, saying that shaving made her itch too much since it grows back too fast just from trimming to wear her bikini. Shaving it all off would drive her nuts and make her look like a horny slut. We did come up with a solution by putting the number one guard on my clippers and trimming back the hedges just a little. The pictures were very erotic with the shadows of her breast and mound casting shadows on her legs and stomach. I also had a spray bottle, misted her with water, and took almost identical pictures with the beads of water on her. I was just about to wrap up but I made her wait while I ran into my mom's bathroom, came back with a bottle of baby oil and oiled her up. Those pictures just popped off the viewer and created such extreme contrast. I was low enough that you couldn't see her face. She had a light six-pack in the abs department and after I finished clicking away, I pushed her knees to her chest and buried my face in between her legs. I was the first to do that for her and after we finished, I got an invitation to return soon and often. I asked about the swimmers and told her to let them know that if they wanted to model that my fees were very reasonable. Courtney liked the pictures and wanted a set but was afraid her parents would find them. John was drooling when he first saw them. It was a good thing that the latest version of child porn laws was not yet in effect or we would both would have found our bodies buried under the jail. Beth also liked them and I wondered what she thought about John's reaction to the pictures. She said that John had made her suck him off standing in the closet after he saw the four pictures of Scott and Robin. Beth loved the artistic value of the pictures but mentioned that they could have also been done with and older subject. I told her they were older. Well, they were older than I was. I asked if she was volunteering. "Beth I am always looking for subjects. If you and your friend want to volunteer, I would be happy to take the pictures. I asked my last model to shave her pussy bald. She did not care for that idea, but she would allow me to trim her pubic hair, but not too short. Would you like to model the way I envisioned the photos?" "No, I guess I just feel jealous when John feels so horny because of the pictures of those younger girls." "Beth, John loves you. You don't have to be jealous. Maybe when I am a little older, I will bring home a girl from college and we can swap. He can have his younger girl and I can have my cougar." "What is a cougar?" "It's an older woman who preys on young studs in their sexual prime. "So are you in your sexual prime now, you young stud?" "No Beth, I am a couple of years away from the time when my nine-inch cock will be able to go all night and please my cougar." She kept playing along, "So nine inches huh? I can't wait to see that. Do I have to wait a few years?" John had heard us flirt in the past but he was just sitting at the kitchen table wondering how far this was going to go. He was also stiff in his pants from Courtney's pictures and the idea that I might bring him a co-ed when I came home from college, really increased his horniness. I looked back to Beth and said, "Any time you want anything from me all you have to do is ask. John gets to see enough teenage pussy coming out of the dark room. I think it is only fair that he encourages you to find young studs to keep you excited. I am not quite nine inches yet, but I am still a growing young man. If you inspire me I may reach new heights though." She looked over at John as if looking for permission. John did not know what to say. He didn't know if she just wanted to fuck me, look at me, or if there was something else, she wanted to do. I spoke up. "I would not want to do anything to jeopardize what you two have together. If I ever get married, I would want my relationship to be like yours with love, respect, openness, honesty and acceptance of each other. I took those pictures when you were pregnant with Mary and to this day, those are the pictures I am most proud of." I started to walk away then said, "I am going to clean up my mess in the darkroom. It has been a long day. If you want, we can get in the Jacuzzi after I am done. Oh never mind I forgot my suit." I left the door open for them to take this wherever they wanted or just walk away. I took a long time to clean everything up. When I came out Beth was sitting on John's lap. She stood up, came over, and gave me a hug. She said that she and John were still talking and maybe we could use the Jacuzzi another night. I told her that it was not a problem and that I had some reading for school and a paper for my college English class that I was taking at night that I could work on at home. I would hate to do anything to have a negative effect on our and their relationship. I hope they talked through their feelings and figured out a way to make them both happy. I did stop by the next day before John came home from work. I asked Beth if she was OK. "Yes, we talked about what we were both feeling. John gets excited seeing the pictures. He doesn't really want to go and start screwing the babysitter." "Good because I am not gay." She laughed. "I meant the cute little teenage girls we use when you are busy. I think he is envious of you actually. He is amazed of the pictures you are making as well as the models you are getting to sit for you. The photos are very erotic and done very well. To be honest even I find myself turned on by some of your pictures. We will hold off on the swap until you are old enough to use that nine-inch monster on me without me getting arrested." "Beth, I told you it is only eight inches right now. When I turn eighteen, I may make you keep your promise, but I love you and John and sometimes wish that you were my parents instead of the ones I currently have. If you ever need a hug or to talk I will do anything I can to help you and John. I really love you guys." She did come up and give me a hug and that is when John walked in. He wasn't loud but I heard the door open behind me. I quickly spoke up so John could hear, "Beth I am so sorry my cock was too big to fit inside of you. If you want to try to stretch it out with your dildo, you can, but I am afraid that it wouldn't make John's experience any better. Maybe you can stretch your ass out and I can fuck your ass whenever John is away." I turned and then put my hands to my face in mock surprise. "Oh John, I didn't hear you come in. Did you have a good day at work?" Beth was laughing so hard she was crying and then I started laughing and then John started in. We were all laughing so hard we were all crying wet tears. Just then, Johnny walked in and looked at us as if we were crazy. He tried to join in with the laughing and got us all started again. We finally got calmed down and I started for the door. I waved as I left. "I have to go feed my snake, I will see you later." When I left John and Bet's house, I did go home and thought about calling Robin, but then decided against it. I did look at some pictures I had taken and then took my problem in my own hands and dealt with it. I was doing a good job and then looked down and saw a coke bottle across the room. It was an optical illusion but it is like when you hold your hand out and have the Washington Monument sitting on your palm. You have to be at just the right distance and the right angle to make it look real. Because it was across the room, my cock looked to be about twice as tall as the bottle. I grabbed my camera and took the shot. I had to angle it just right to take my leg out of the shot, but with the picture taken the way it was and I was able to crop it during the development process, it was just like an early version of Photo Shop. The next time I stopped by the dark room, I made the picture into a 5 x 7 print and then went to the drug store to buy a card. I found one that was big enough to accommodate the print and had "thinking of you" on the front. I could have dropped it off but mailed it instead. I think Beth was waiting for me to stop by but I stayed away on purpose simply to mess with her emotions. I finally ran into her at the club a couple weeks later when I was hitting balls. It was late in the afternoon and I was the only one out in the heat hitting balls at the driving range. So when Beth walked out, we were alone. "Britt, where have you been? I have wanted to thank you for the card. I loved the picture and I put John right in his place when I went on and on about you. The entire situation rendered me so worked up and horny that I ended up dragging him off to bed. I made him keep going until he finally fell asleep." "I am glad you liked it. Did you hang it in your hall with the last picture I gave you? It could become my own private art gallery. You could have a hallway full of William Britton originals." "Well I will think about it but we do have young kids and those kids have friends and those friends have parents that will visit more often as they get older. I loved the picture. You are so young but the way you act it is hard to remember how young you are. You are like a boy in college that is serious about life but funny and always using words and situations to provide humor to offset your seriousness. You are a very complex young man, Britt." "Well John always gets to see the teenage pussy and titties so I thought it was only fair for you to see some young cock, even if that young cock was sixteen-inches long. Did that excite you?" "It scared me when I saw the size. I even made a noise that drew John's attention. He looked and finally saw how you manipulated the objects in the picture to make your penis look much larger than it was in reality." "Now you are just trying to make it sound small. You tell John to keep telling himself that, but if he ever messes around without your permission that you have a fallback plan. You can also tell him that if he ever wants to mess around with your permission that you will need some permission of your own. That may help him to see that he needs to be a little more attentive to you." I said. Beth blushed a little bit, and said, "Britt that is so sweet. I don't know what you see in an old woman like me but you always say the sweetest things." Then before she left me, she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek so I could continue practicing. I decided to leave Robin alone for a while. I love her free spirit but don't want to mess up anything between her and Scott. I will let her decide how much excitement she needs in her life. Her phone has a dial too so if she wants to see me she can always just pick up the phone. Courtney was not as submissive as Robin but that long lean body was a like a firecracker waiting for a match. She was shy, nervous, scared and ready to me light her up, all at the same time. She was not as public with her sexuality but behind closed doors, she wanted to try it all. ------- Chapter 6 Summer had rolled around and Courtney enjoyed coming over and spending time at the pool, skiing and playing in my bedroom. After the first time I ate her pussy, she couldn't get enough of it. She was turning into a great cocksucker as well and would practice often. She had the prettiest blue eyes so when she would look up at me while sucking me off, it didn't take long for all of the stars to align. Three weeks into the summer my Parents took off for their two week cruise to Alaska. During that time, I was supposed to be at home alone but, from time-to-time, John and Beth would check in on me or I would eat a couple meals over at their place. My summer plans also included a visit to my grandparents but they already had an invitation to a reunion with his Army unit. There really wasn't much for me to do that summer. Since Doug was working with his dad for the summer, he was gone from 7 am to 4:30 pm most days. The plan was for me to see him in the evenings. Robin played tennis most days, so she was not available. I didn't have a driver's license so I was on a short leash. I did start my golf lessons and found that the basic class was easy but because I no longer had to swing around my gut, I had to retrain my swing to fit my new body. After I went to the class, I would spend some time at the range practicing what I had previously learned. I knew if I practiced 100 hours a day that by the time I was twenty, I could compete with Tiger, but golf is a game, not something I wanted to do 24 / 7. Don't get me wrong. I do respect golfers. It is not like the NBA where the players receive a paycheck no matter how good they play. In golf, half of the players go home without a paycheck and most of the other half make in the low thousands for the week's work. You have to play well over 4 days to make the big paychecks. I know that sponsors pay well but they do in the other sports as well. I also thought it would be cool to learn to play a guitar, but I knew that I could never remember the words to the songs, so I knew I wouldn't be able to remember all the notes either. If I couldn't just pick up the guitar and play then it wasn't worth the time to learn. I know I didn't want to carry around sheet music with me or only play the two songs I could remember. Therefore, the best thing for me to do was to play golf for fun. I did stop by the clubhouse one day and got into a card game with some of the men who needed a fourth. I think they were reluctant to take my money but when they saw that I was taking more of theirs, they changed their tune and played straight up. Since the problem with playing Hearts is that others can gang up on you, you have to know your opponents or they can clean you out. These guys were good and went after whoever was in the lead. I felt like they treated me fairly and from then on, I started sitting in whenever I could. I didn't realize that while my parents were away that we would be celebrating the Fourth of July holiday. John invited me to go with his family to see the fireworks down at Lake Eola downtown. His office had a good view so they were going to have easy parking, air conditioning and bathrooms. This is a nice way to enjoy the show. When we arrived John introduced me to some of the other partners at the firm, and about twenty minutes later Sheila and her family showed up too. I did not know they were going to be there but it was OK with me. It was still early and there was plenty of food and drinks in the office. The crowd around the lake continued to grow and Beth suggested taking the kids for a walk around the lake to burn off some energy and give the men some time to talk. We walked around the lake with Beth pushing her two in a stroller and Sheila's kids holding our hands. Sheila got her kids some cotton candy and glow in the dark bracelets. As we were walking back to the office I leaned closer to Sheila and asked, "Did Beth show you the album she made for you?" "Yes, I was so embarrassed but after talking with Beth I looked at them in a different way and I liked them a lot." "Did you show them to your husband?" "No, I couldn't do that." "Are my pictures not good enough to share with your best friend, your husband?" Sheila got a little nervous, "It is not like that. I just wouldn't know what to tell him about how the pictures were taken." "Sheila, tonight after the fireworks and after you put your girls to bed I want you to show the album to your husband. While he is looking at the album, I want you to tell him the story about walking in on a boy getting a blowjob by his slut slave. Tell him that she did whatever I told her to do and she kept sucking me off even though she knew that you were there and watching. While you are telling him the story, you will start to rub your cunt so that he can see your hot dripping pussy as you tell him your story. Tell him that after we left you were so turned on by the boy dominating that little slut that you needed to give yourself a release before you exploded." "Then tell him that while you were jilling off that I snuck back in and without you knowing, I took some pictures before you could stop me. Tell him that you kept thinking about him treating you the same way I was treating Robin. Then ask him to give you permission to cum. Beg him to let you cum. When he tells you that you can cum and only when he says you can, you will then have one of the biggest orgasms of your life. You will also find that you have now shared a part of yourself that you were hiding from your soul mate." I took a deep breath and then stepped in front of her. She had to stop so she didn't run into me. Then I looked her straight in the eyes and said, "If you don't give yourself to your husband tonight then I may just make you one of my sluts because I know that to be happy, you have to belong to someone." Then in a whisper, I added, "I can make you a happy sex slave and I know you could make me happy as well. It is your choice, I hope you choose your husband but if you don't I may not give you any other choices." Sheila was quiet the rest of the night. She was putting up a strong front for her girls as they watched the fire works together. After the fireworks, I thanked the Managing Partner for allowing me to attend his party, shook the hand of Sheila's husband, and gave the girls a hug. I then stepped up to give Sheila a hug. I spoke into her ear, "Do it tonight or I will claim you tomorrow." The next day she went over to Beth's house, told her the story about her new station in life, and told her that her husband is her new master. I did send her a collar and leash. This one came from the pet store, not my jeweler. I sent a card telling her I was happy for her and wished her the best with her new life. I also offered to take photos whenever she needed any. Robin came by one night to have dinner with me. She had been playing a lot of tennis and we had not spent much time together. I fixed her some steaks and baked potatoes with a nice Caesar salad and even made some chocolate mousse for desert. I asked if she wanted wine but she declined and we both just had some iced tea. She was impressed. After dinner we went into the family room, I turned on some music, and we started to make out on the couch. I slid my hands up under her top and gently caressed her breast and every so often, I would lightly pull on her nipples. I broke away and looked at her pretty face. "Robin, I know you will do whatever I tell you to do but we have never actually had sex. I am a virgin but I would like to change that tonight. Are you OK with that?"I knew she wasn't a virgin but wanted to make sure she was OK going all the way with me before we went down that road. "Britt, I knew that before this you weren't ready for full blown sex and up until a little while ago, that your body wasn't ready. You excite me more than any other boy does. If you are ready then I am ready for you." "Are you on birth control?" "No, I should be but I haven't gotten up the nerve long enough to ask my mom. I am going to see the doctor for my annual visit in two weeks and when I see him, I am going to ask him to place me on birth control. I carry some condoms just in case. I have only been with two boys but sometimes I just can't wait, so I try to always be prepared." "I can wear a rubber but I want to be with you tonight." We went back to making out and very quickly were naked. Next, I found myself between her legs and rubbing her G-spot as I licked her outer lips and flicked at her clit. After her second orgasm, I sat beside her and let her suck on my cock. I was already hard but wanted to give her a break and also let her get the condom on me before I slid into her hot young pussy. She did climb up on top of me and started on top. However, after about five minutes, I rolled her over and knelt in front of the couch sliding into her with long slow strokes. I would grind into her pubic bone and clit as I bottomed out. As she got closer and her orgasm, I moved up onto my toes and started slamming into her harder and faster until we both came. I think she started about 15 seconds before I did but I was holding on as long as I could so that we could enjoy the climax together. After a shower together, she put her panties back on and I put on a pair of boxers. We cuddled on the couch and she heaped praise on me for my first time experience. I could tell she was thinking very hard about something. So I asked her what was on her mind. "Britt, I know that I wear your collar and I always leave it clipped when I go out with other boys. We talked before about our relationship and you said that you did not want to be boyfriend and girlfriend and be exclusive to each other. If that is all you want, then I will continue to be your girl, but I am not sure if what we did tonight changed that." "Robin, you are the only girl that I have ever slept with. I know that the chances of us becoming husband and wife and living happily ever after are extremely small. I don't want to tie you down, I mean in a relationship. Although at some point, I do intend to tie you down in bed. What I mean is that I want you to see who you want. If you want to become exclusive with someone then I will move on with no hard feelings. I just want you to be the happiest girl in the world, whatever that takes." "Ok, I was worried because tomorrow night, I am going out with Scott to get some ice cream on Park Ave. I would have broken the date if you wanted me to, but I also want you to be happy and if that means you want to fuck one of the other girls or WOMEN around town, then I want you to not feel bad about it." "Women huh, what is that supposed to mean." "I have seen the way that some of those women look at you. They look at you as a kid but still wonder if your body can match your mind with maturity and the way you maneuver them into sexual situations." We cuddled for a while longer and then I walked her home. She did go out with Scott the next night but came over every other night until my parents returned from Alaska. I was preparing for one of those nightly visits and I thought that this night might be a good one to tie her up. I know from the stories that my mom was somewhat kinky so I went to see what she might have laying around in her room. I only had a couple of ties and didn't want to ruin them and I thought that ropes would leave marks if things get out of hand. I was looking through her draws and found some dildos and vibrators. I was not sure where they had been or when they had last cleaned them, so I left them alone. I also found a vial of coke, some weed and a small bong. This was getting interesting. I also found some leather cuffs with buckles. I only found two cuffs in the drawer. So to completely restrain Robin, I would have to ruin a couple of dad's ties. I grabbed the restraining devices, the bong and the weed. I had partaken of the herbage the first time through but had not on this time line. I had never discussed it with Robin so I would play dumb and see how things went. When she came over she attacked me and we ended up half-clothed on the rug in front of the TV. I told her that I had found something new today but that she couldn't tell anyone. "What did you find?" "I was looking for something in my parent's room and found some pot and a pipe." "Have you ever smoked any before?" she asked. "No, I didn't know they even had it. I don't know if they even smoke it or if they just have it for the parties that they host. Have you tried it before?" "Yeah, twice I think. Amy from the tennis team smokes some times and she has offered it to me. It can be fun but I get the munchies and sometimes scared I will get caught." "Do you want to try it with me? I can invite Amy over to play with us if it will help. I would love to see you with her red pussy hair under your nose while I made you lick her off for teaching me how." "I can show you how without Amy. You just want me to bring some new pussy to you. We have only been fucking for less than a week and you are already getting tired of me. On the other hand, Amy may be fun to play with. I never thought about girls before I started hanging out with you but you have got me thinking about them as a side item and you as the main course." "You just like my meat baby." "Shut up" "So what do you want to do tonight, light up, call Amy, play slave girl or any combination? If you need time to think about it you can always give me a blow job so you can have some time without talking." I said. "Let's call Amy and see if she is even home first." Robin called Amy's house and after using her cryptic language skills, Amy came over to get high. When she showed up, we went right out onto the patio with the bong and the weed. Amy led us through the ritual of filling the bowl, lighting up and filling your lungs with THC. I took it slow and didn't cough up a lung as Robin did. After we passed the bong around four or five times we were all getting high and Amy commented on the good quality of my shit, "dude." It would have been rude just to come out and ask Amy if she wanted to fuck Robin and me. So I took a step half way and asked her if she wanted to go swimming? She said that she hadn't brought her swimsuit. Robin said she could swim in her underwear or we could all go skinny-dipping. She was not gung ho but accepted the nude bathing idea and was the last one in the pool. I didn't mind because I had already surfaced and got to watch her walk to the edge before jumping in. She had trimmed up her bush for the bathing suit season that was almost year round. Robin was still bald. That got a raised eyebrow from Amy. We splashed and swam and from time-to-time, would get out and use the diving board. Robin was taking her job seriously and did many splits when she came off the board. We played tag and the hands started to get a little friendly. A touch here, a touch there and eventually I just pulled Amy's body up against mine. She didn't resist the kiss or full body contact. Robin came in from the other side and they took turns for a few cycles. Then Robin let me go. When I turned back to Amy, Robin was already there giving her a kiss with full body contact. Amy started slowly but as time passed, the kiss grew hotter. Before long, Robin was rubbing her pussy. I moved around behind Amy and hugged her from behind as my hands found her nice orange sized tits. I could hear both of the girls moaning as they continued to kiss. I spun Amy around so she could feel my cock lying against her stomach. She then reached out and started to stoke it. I asked if she wanted to go up to my room and by that point, I think she was almost in a trance. She just nodded and I took her hand. We rinsed off the pool water in our outdoor shower and then dried off before heading up stairs. I hadn't been up there since Robin had arrived and the bondage devices made Amy step back when she entered. I quickly spoke up, "Those were a surprise for Robin but since you are here, you can be the surprise instead. If you want to use them on either Robin or yourself we can, but we won't do anything that is not consensual." "Maybe we can use them on Robin later but right now I just want that gorgeous cock in me." "Sounds good to me" I said and opened the nightstand to get out some condoms. I lay down next to Amy and we started kissing. I was playing with her breasts and told Robin to get her ready for me. I could feel Amy tense up but I just held her and kept kissing her. I guess Robin was doing a good job and Amy broke apart long enough to tell her she was a good pussy licker. I finally pushed Robin away and crawled between Amy's legs. She is about 5' 2" and has nice curves. I sucked and played with her tits for a few minutes. I sat back on my heels and asked her if she was ready. She nodded and then her eyes got wide as I laid my eight inches on her belly so she could see how far up inside her she would soon feel my cock. I cheated a little to build up her nervous energy, then placed the tip of my cock at the entrance, and slowly rocked forward. We built up a rhythm and she seemed to like to talk. Some of it was dirty, some just encouragement. "Fuck me deeper, that feels so good, keep going and then shoot your cum inside me." I had on a condom so I knew where I was going to be shooting any cum but started talking back. "Oh Amy, you have such a tight little cunt. I can feel you grabbing my dick with it. You feel so good, I am going to shoot this cum so far up inside of you. I can't wait to watch Robin trying to suck my baby making sperm out of your dripping cunt while I fuck her from behind." I am not sure if it was just lucky timing, the presence of Robin, or the baby comment, but Amy went off like a firecracker. I had to hold on so she didn't fly off my dick or the bed. After she came down, I peeled off the rubber and gave Amy a few minutes to rest. During that time, Robin got me cleaned up and hard as a rock with her mouth and I put on a new condom. I made Robin start licking Amy while I took Robin doggie style. I did reach around and stoke her clit, then lean over and play with her tits. Amy came first and second. Robin came third but very hard and I finished last. It was then time for a shower. We all washed each other. Amy wanted another hit on the bong so we went back out to the patio. While there, we did top off our high and get dressed. I offered to fix some food or take them out and since Amy had a car and a license, I took them out for some pizza. It was a good night. Amy and Robin both admitted that they enjoyed each other as part of a threesome but did not have a strong desire to go at it alone. I told them that we could arrange a repeat whenever they wanted. While Amy was driving back to my place to drop me off, she offered to take Robin home as well. I was going to be sixteen in about six weeks and Robin would be eighteen shortly after that. That weekend my folks were due back. I called the maid service that we sometimes used. They sent over two ladies to clean the place top to bottom. I am not a slob but I hate to clean bathrooms and windows so I called in the pros. Mom either didn't notice the missing pot or couldn't figure out a way to get mad at me for taking her illegal drugs without looking like a dumbass. I went to Atlanta for a couple weeks to spend some time with my grandparents. We did all the things that grandparents do during visits from the grand kids. They took me to the Varsity for lunch. We went to Six Flags one day and Grandpa took me to see the Braves one night. It was during the game and the lull between innings that he tried to get some information out of me that he had yet to figure out. He asked about the undefeated Dolphins and the futures on Silver that had made us both millions. "Grandpa, I love you and want us both to be happy. I have dreams that seem to guide me. I have some that come true and some that don't. I have some that are vague and some that are very strong. I also seem to understand people pretty well and read a lot in books, newspapers and magazines. I have a way of taking all of this information and taking parts from different areas and coming up with new concepts, ideas and conclusions. I also look at trends and look at charts and graphs that show directions of markets as well as individual investments. I see when things bottom out and the markets look ready to turn upward, and when they look overbought and are ready for the bubble to burst. The extremes are when you can make or lose big money. In between, the idea to try to park the investments in the best risk / reward place and let it ride. I also seem to be a little smarter and a little more mature than most 15 year olds including the ones heading into the 12th grade." "Britt, you are definitely not average. You are beyond what any parent or grandparent could ask for." He saw me look down when he said that. He then continued, "Your parents are selfish dumbasses. You can't put any weight on the way they act. You were the one that encouraged me to buy the lake lots in the upscale area of town. You were the one that encouraged me to give them a substantial annual allowance to improve their lives as well as yours. Half of the funds even come from your trust. I am not blaming you for the way they responded to this but you and I are funding their poor choices and bad behavior." "I know. I try not to let it bother me. Sometimes I get angry but we both know that in the long term, I will be fine. I wish they cared just a little bit more than they do, but I think we will all be happier when I head off to college and get away from all of this. I have one more year to get through until then." My grandpa saw that the talk was getting a little depressing so he changed subjects, "So who do you think will win the Super Bowl this year?" I did not have a clue but I did know what would be going on in baseball this year. It would be the third straight year for the A's to take the series then two by the Big Red Machine in Cincinnati and then two in a row by the Yankees. I knew that the back-to-back and rollover bets could get some big odds but if I did that, I would be tipping my hand by laying out those types of predictions and bets. "Grandpa, I think the A's will win the third straight series this year. I have no clue about football this year". We watched the rest of the game, had a couple of hot dogs, and shared a bag of peanuts before heading home. Courtney was over one afternoon and we were almost done with our fun when I heard something in the hall. I was lying on top of Courtney and whispered for her to go ahead to the shower and that I would be in shortly. After she went in and turned on the water, I opened the hall door and my mom was standing there with her hand in her shorts. I tried to stay calm. "Mom you need to go downstairs. Courtney will be leaving soon and then we will talk about this." I sounded like the parent but that was not the case. I joined Courtney in the shower and after we both were clean and dressed, we went downstairs and I walked Courtney out to her bike. I came back in and found mom sitting in the family room with the TV on and a drink in her hand. It was finally time for a heart-to-heart talk with her. ------- Chapter 7 I knew my mom and dad were into a weird sex scene but when I caught her masturbating outside of my door while I was in bed with Courtney, it sort of freaked me out and pushed me over the edge. After Courtney left to go home, I went into the family room to confront my mom. "Mom, we need to talk about what is going on in this house, and about what is going on in this family. We all live under the same roof but almost never see each other, never know where the other is, never sit down to dinner or sit down to talk. Don't you think that is strange and messed up? I have had these feeling since we moved to Florida. Since we arrived here, I have felt that we are just pretending to be a family. I try to stay out of your way so that we don't fight or have to have that awkward feeling when we are together. I want you to tell me what you see in this family and what you want out of it. I have other places where I can live if you really don't want me around." Mom was crying quietly and didn't know what to say. She took a big gulp of her drink and just sat there. I was not going to let this go on any further. I had come to an understanding that I did not need my parents. I had already experienced them the first time through but on this new string, something had dramatically changed. I think I know what it is and of course, it was my fault. I believe that when I came back to this time, won that bet and grandpa started to give them money that their path changed. At that point, my dad was making $15,000 a year. Now that wasn't too bad, considering that the average household was making around $11,000 per year. The first time through, they bought a nice house and nice cars, which was OK, until dad lost his job when his company bought out another bank and the son of the new bank's owner had the same position as my dad. As part of the merger agreement, the son would stay and they would lay off my dad. If that event should happen again, it will occur late next year. They lived an active lifestyle near their income level but when he went to find a new job, he could only find one for less money. This forced mom to get a job to keep the family above water. When they went through this together and fought for a common goal, they bonded more and things worked out. Now with the extra income without the extra work or common obstacles, they both felt privileged and did not NEED each other. Therefore, I could take some of the responsibility for changing the circumstances. However, in the end, their reactions to the situations are what messed things up. I wanted to talk with mom and try to figure out where we were going as a family. I wasn't going to let it slide this time, so I just dug in and started asking her questions. I felt like a detective interrogating a witness. "Mom, do you love me anymore?" "Yes, baby I do. I know I don't show it, but I am so confused when it comes to love." "Do you love Dad?" "I don't know. I loved him when we were first married and when you were born, but our relationship has changed over the years and we are not the same people or the same couple we once were." "Mom how do you feel about the way dad treats you?" "I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I walked down a staircase into a pit, one small step at a time. When I turned around the steps were gone and I was stuck in the pit" "So you realize you have gone to a place where you are not happy and you need help to get out?" "Yes, I feel overwhelmed and sometimes feel like it may just be easier to let it all go and walk away. The issue is do I start over or not at all." I guess that meant suicide. "Mom, I have seen some of the things you have done. I know you don't flaunt them but sometimes it is hard to keep secrets when we live under the same roof. I know you do or have done drugs. I know that you live a swinger's lifestyle. I know you drink excessively. I know that Dad sleeps with other women. What if any of those things do you want to change? Or is there something else?" "I thought you may have seen some of those things and I guess I knew but since you didn't say anything, I didn't either. That is probably the biggest reason we have grown apart, because I am ashamed or afraid that you may bring up those things." "Mom, I have done some of those things too. I am not so ashamed of them because all of those things can be enjoyable. When you control yourself and your activities, they can be fun. When those same things control you it is like walking into the pit." She was looking at me and nodding in resignation that what I was saying was true. "Mom, during the past 24 hours how many drugs have you taken? You don't have to mention the drink in your hand." After going through some things in her head, she let out a big sigh and said, "I did some coke yesterday afternoon. Then some drinks after dinner. I took a valium to help me get to sleep. I had some coffee to help me wake up if that counts. I smoked some pot after breakfast and had my first gin and tonic with lunch. This is my fourth." "Mom isn't that a pretty long list for one day? That sounds like you have a pretty expensive habit and your body and mind are losing control and letting the chemicals control your life instead." After I got a nervous laugh from her, she replied, "You are right. I never looked at the trail or habits that I had day in and day out. As for the money, we have plenty so that isn't a problem. Your dad works hard and makes more than enough." Now it was my turn to laugh. "Mom you are lying to yourself again, Dad doesn't bring home more than enough. Grandpa gives you $40,000 a year. Dad makes $15,000 a year. That is $55,000 a year. Most families make around $10,000 to $15,000 a year. If grandpa stopped sending you checks then you and dad wouldn't be able to live for more than three months." "How would you know anything about that?" "Mom when was the last time you gave me an allowance? When was the last time I asked you for money?" I paused while she thought. "Never, that is when. Never! I have never needed money from you and I never will. I am partners with grandpa in some investments and they have done quite well. In fact, some of the money you get every year is from me. The money from grandpa is because I asked him to give it to you. He has more than he can spend and he wanted to see how you would handle what you received before he gave you more. Has he ever increased what he has given you from one year to the next?" I knew that this was only a half-truth the laws and gift taxes were the main reason why they got what they got. Mom finally replied, "He has given us the same amount every year. How much money do you have Britt?" "Mom, I don't have any money that is in my name. I told you I am a partner with grandpa and only have or get what he sends me." I patted myself on the back for wording that so well. "So could he send you more?" I was getting mad now. "Mom, I think you are changing the subject. We were talking about your addictions and how to help you get over them not fuel them." That set her back, "I don't know what to do." "Mom, I can help you if you want help. You will have to be honest with me but more importantly, you will have to be honest with yourself. You will need to be honest about your feelings, your cravings, your desires, where you want to be going forward, whom you want to be going forward and who you are right now. I want to help you and will but you will have to do your part and accept my help." She broke down, started sobbing, and went on and on while I just held her. When she would start to let up, she would think of something else and start again. This went on for an hour. I finally let her go when the phone started ringing. I answered it and it was Dad. He asked to talk to mom and I said that she had run to the store for a minute. He said to tell her that he had to work late and would grab some dinner before he came home. I went back to mom and told her what dad said. She said, "He is going to take out his secretary to dinner before he fucks the little bitch." "Mom, do you want to work things out with dad? If I am going to help turn this caterpillar back into a butterfly, I need to know that you aren't going to be living in a junkyard when I am done." Her eyes lit up as she saw what she could become. I saw the hope come back into her as if she had found it after it had been lost for a while. "Britt, I have just been an object to your father for years now. He treats me like and object trades me like an object and uses me like an object. I can't say I didn't enjoy it and don't still enjoy it but it is not love." "Mom, I think it is time for a vacation. We haven't gone anywhere as a family for years. I would like for you and I to go on a trip." "Where do you want to go?" "It isn't about where we go but who we are with. It will be a driving vacation and I will tell you where to drive and when. We will be gone at least two weeks and maybe up to a month. It all depends on how things go. You need to pack casual and dressy clothes and a bathing suit or two." "When would we leave?" "I am free for the summer and haven't made any commitments. What do you have planned in the next month and how long will it take you to cancel them. We are working on you being more responsible after all." "I could clear my schedule tomorrow." "Then we will leave tomorrow night." "Why not the next morning?" "I said I am in charge during this trip. When I say jump you will ask how high on the way up. I will make all of the decisions for you." "Your dad is leaving in the morning to go on a trip to visit the Miami office. What will I tell him?" "Tell him that we are taking a vacation for a few weeks and you will see him when we get back. If he asks about where we are going, tell him we will be driving up the East coast and if he asks about money tell him that grandpa is paying for it just like he pays for everything else." The next day I was up early and was standing in John's driveway when he walked out to his car at 7:30. I asked for a ride downtown. He said sure and I hopped in. "Where are you going to today?" he asked. I explained about my mom and the trip. He was sympathetic and knew about her lifestyle. The rumors get around. I needed to take care of business and downtown is where they had the things I needed. I followed John into his office and asked to use his phone. He said no problem, set me up in a conference room, told me I would have privacy, and to take as much time as I needed. I called grandpa and explained a lot of what was going on and tried to leave out some of the worst and more graphic parts. I could tell that he felt like he contributed to this and I told him my thoughts and feelings as well. I went to the bank to pick up the cash that grandpa had wired. I had to ask John to come with me since I didn't have an ID. I went to a travel agent to plan the first couple of days and went to a large bookstore to get some reading material, maps and research items. I stopped by a clinic downtown and after waiting for two hours, a doctor finally met with me and said that he could give me two minutes. He ended up talking to me for thirty, but then he had to get back to his patients. We talked about the addictions my mom had and what she would go through as she stopped taking different drugs. He was very understanding and sympathetic so I contributed to his clinic. When I got home my mom was packed and sitting in the family room. I had packed the night before so I went up and changed. I grabbed my bags and walked downstairs. I told mom to get the car out and meet me out front. She had a nice Mercedes convertible and parked right out front. She came in and almost freaked out. I had taken her first case and dumped it out on the floor. I put the suitcase on the coffee table and repacked it for her. I folded everything and placed it item by item in the case. I was looking for contraband. I was customs and she was the traveler. I did not find a thing and dumped out the other case. In that case was a makeup bag. Also in that case were both a dildo and a vibrator. I repacked both for her. She was red with embarrassment when I held it up for inspection. I don't know what she was thinking but I was comparing it to my own size and shape. In the make-up case, I found pills, more pills, a vial of coke, and a bag of weed. I set them aside and finished packing the case. She thought we were done but I grabbed her purse and dumped it out. I found more pills, another vial of coke with a small spoon attached to the inside of the cap. I set those aside, took her cash and credit cards, and put them in my wallet. I put everything back in her purse and handed it to her. I told her to take the bags out to the car. I grabbed a small bag out of my closet and put the drugs in there and even grabbed a bottle of vodka and added it to the mix. I zipped it closed and added it to my own bag and carried them out. We had not spoken the whole time I was repacking her bags. I locked the door behind me and got in the car. We sat there in silence until mom finally asked me "Where to?" "Mom, before we start on our great adventure, I want you to know that I love you. Sometime you will have to think of it as tough love but it is love. If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't waste my time and yours on this trip. I will be with you every minute of every day. You will wish I wasn't, but when we get home at the end of this trip, you will either hate me and ask me to leave or you will understand that everything that I did, I did for you. I did it to help you get better and become a better person." "We will see won't we? I am playing your game. Where to?" It was 6 pm and I wanted her away from here, away from friends, away from dealers away from anyone that could take her back to where she had been and what I was trying to get her to abandon. I told her to drive west. We were on I-4 headed toward Tampa. We stopped for a quick dinner near Disney so we just saw tourists. Then we continued towards Tampa. We turned south on 301 and headed toward Sarasota. I had reserved a hotel on the beach on Longboat Key. We pulled into the hotel around 9:30. I had to give mom a credit card to sign in and then took it back. We checked into a nice double room with a small kitchenette where we could keep some cold drinks. I could tell that Mom was on edge but she was keeping up a strong front. I sat on the couch and motioned for her to sit beside me. "Mom, tell me want you are feeling. I am not sure what you did before I got home and I know you had a glass of wine with dinner. Do you feel like you need anything right now?" "I feel edgy and nervous. I need something to calm me down and take the edge off. I would typically smoke some pot or drink something. I want to get better but my body is craving those things." "As I said before mom, I love you. I could say we are going to do this cold turkey and tie you to the chair for a month but you would go crazy and hate me. We are going to do this one step at a time." I walked over and pulled out the gym bag. It did not have a lock but my suitcase did and I kept the key for that around my neck. I pulled out the large and small vial of coke. "These and the pills are the most addictive drugs you take. I will hold onto the pills for now but if you want to get better the coke must stop now. I want you to take these into the bathroom and empty them in the toilet." She looked like I just told her to cut off her arm. She finally stood and took the vials. I got up and followed. She dumped the larger vial first and set it on top of the toilet. She then opened the smaller one. When the top came off, she was standing there with a spoon full of coke in her hand. The look on her face was as if she was holding a thousand dollar bill and I had just told her to burn it. She dumped the vial and set it down but still held the cap with the spoonful of coke. I spoke quietly to her, "Mom you have to take control. With each of your vices, there can only be one master. Are you going to master the coke or is it going to master you?" She turned her wrist and the spoon emptied into the bowl. I made her flush and then washed out the vials before I dumped them in the trash. "That is one down mom. I am so proud of you. You will have cravings for a while. Some will be worse than others will. I want you to tell me what your body is craving, what your body is telling you and I will help you." "I need a joint because I am so on edge right now." I pulled out the bag and handed her the papers and bag of weed. I told her to roll two just in case. After she had them rolled, I put the bag and the papers back in the bag and locked my case. I walked back and took her hand, grabbed a lighter and walked towards the door. "Where are we going?" "Mom we are going for a walk on the beach. It is a beautiful night and we have been in the car for four hours." We started walking and after ten minutes, I stopped and lit the joint for her. She was somewhat embarrassed but still hit it pretty hard. We continued to walk as she worked on the joint. I did take it from her after she had finished half. I took a hit and then a second and handed it back to her. She finished it and asked if she could have the lighter so she could have the second one. We had walked almost a mile. I stopped and stood in front of her. "Mom, did you see me take a toke on your joint?" "I saw you take two hits." "Mom, that is good weed you have there and I have a nice little buzz going from my two hits. You have smoked the rest and I am surprised you didn't burn your fingers and tongue taking that roach to the grave. Why is it that you need more? I am happy with what I have had and I had less than you and I am twice your size." She hung her head, "I have another joint so I thought we would finish it. I want to finish it." "Mom, are you controlling your pot smoking or is the pot controlling you? I am not going to make you stop right now or maybe ever, but if you can't be in control then it won't be around. We are done with coke. It will not be coming back ever, do you understand?" "I understand. I want to be in control but I have been out of control for so long. I don't need the second joint. I like walking with you. Maybe we can save it for tomorrow and take another walk?" I tucked the second joint in my shirt pocket and grabbed her hand. We walked for another quarter mile and then turned and walked back. We walked at the edge of the water and got our feet wet with the warm water of the Gulf. When we got back to the room and after the 2-mile walk on the beach, we were both sticky with salt water and sweat. I told her to take a shower. She got her nightclothes and started for the bathroom. I told her not to lock the door. She started to get angry. I told her that she was in rehab and she did not get privacy unless she earned it. I followed her into the bathroom, looked around the room, and then shook out the clothes she had carried in with her. I closed the door behind me and left her to shower on her own. She came out ten minutes later. I asked how she was feeling. "The buzz is wearing off a bit. I feel like I would like another joint or something to help me get to sleep." "I love you mom and we are going to get through this together. It will be harder on you than it will be on me but I will have to live though this with you and it will be hard for me to watch you suffer through your healing. I am going to take a shower and use the rest room. I will be about fifteen minutes. I have locked up the drugs and even the joint. If you need to use the dildo or vibrator now may be a good time. If you have trouble getting to sleep, we will deal with that when the time comes, OK?" "OK" I went in and took care of the "two SS". I did not need to shave yet. When I came out fifteen minutes later, mom was on the bed watching TV. I asked if she was ready to sleep or if she wanted to watch TV or read? She said she would like to sleep, so we turned off the TV and the lights and went to bed. I knew I had to stay awake until she fell asleep. I had my wallet and all of the drugs locked up but wanted to be there for her if she needed anything. I waited and waited. I was tired but made myself stay awake. "Britt, are you awake," came in a whisper. "Yes, do you need anything?" I whispered back. "I need something to sleep. I need some sexual relief and I need someone to hold me." "Mom let's take these one at a time. I can hold you. That will be easy and I would enjoy that too. Did you take care of yourself while I was in the shower?" "No, I was too embarrassed but now wish I had. Can I have a sleeping pill?" "No pill right now. Do you need some more alone time? If you do, I will give it to you. I will go out and sit on the balcony for a while then come back and we can sleep. I will hold you." I went out on the balcony and pulled the curtain and door closed behind me. I waited for mom to come get me but nothing happened for twenty minutes. I got up and walked back into the room. She was crying. I walked over to her bed and asked what was wrong. She said, "I can't get off. I am so close to cumming, but knowing that you are sitting just outside the door; I just can't finish". I held her while she cried and stroked her back. I could feel her soft breasts and nipples through her thin nightgown. I saw the dildo and her panties on the bed beside her when I came in but the nightgown was long enough to cover her. I kept holding her and rubbing her back. I let my hand drift farther down to her ass and it felt nice even if it was my mother. I think she started to suck her thumb. She had her hands to her mouth as she huddled herself into my chest. I let my hand continue past her butt and down her thigh. I came back up and then down her back, ass and thigh again. As I got to the hem on her nightgown, she moved her leg so that it rode up her leg and my hand move over to the inner part of her thigh. She had nursed me though the chicken pox and ear infections. We had now switched roles and I was now there to take care of her. I did not hesitate to support any of her needs. I went straight to her pussy and let my finger slide through her slit once, before I put a finger all the way up inside of her. I let my finger piston in and out about ten times before I added another finger. Ten more times and then I went hunting for her G-spot. It was right where it should be and I started alternating stroking in and out of her pussy, rubbing and tapping her special place. That is exactly when she went off. In less than ten minutes, she was thrusting her pussy hard onto my fingers. She was doing the work and I could hear it coming like a freight train in the distance getting closer and closer until she let out a primal grunt or groan and every muscle in her body flexed and hardened as she twitched in ecstasy and continued giving off little grunts. She finally relaxed. Muscles seemed to release one at a time and she went from a solid board to a puddle of mush. I wiped my finger on the sheet on the side of the bed and curled up behind my mom. I held her tight to my body as she drifted off to sleep. I made myself stay awake for another thirty minutes and finally followed her off into my dreams. When I woke up in the morning, she was still asleep. I was tired but encouraged that she had slept through the night. I had to take a leak but I wasn't going to wake her so I thought about other things, until she woke around eight. She rolled over and I could see, as she looked into my eyes, that she was reliving what we had done last night. I asked, "How are you this morning beautiful?" "I don't know yet. I am happy, confused, rested, I am craving some coffee and I guess I am hungry." "Well I am happy, hungry and I need to take a leak. You are lying on my arm so I am stuck here." She jumped out of bed and said over her shoulder, "You can go when I am done." I should have been pissed but it was the first real smile I had seen on her face in a long time. She came out two minutes later and I went into the bathroom to take my turn. When I came out, I told her to get ready for breakfast. I dropped down and started doing my morning routine, starting with 100 pushups. Mom was watching me as she was getting dressed. I finished after five minutes and rolled over to knock out my 200 sit-ups. She just watched me for ten minutes as I finished those off. As I stood up, she was looking at my body. I was now 6'1'' with very little fat and a solid six-pack. She was not looking at her little boy anymore. After last night, I think she saw me in many new and different ways. I grabbed a t-shirt and some flip-flops and then extracted my wallet from the locked case before we headed for breakfast. Mom had on a nice yellow sundress. We walked a quarter mile to St. Ormond's circle and found a cafe to have breakfast. I ordered mom a mimosa and a coffee for me. As the waitress went to get our drinks, I laid out my plan. "Mom you have been abusing your body with large amounts of illegal substances. Some of these are quite strong and your body has grown accustom to them and craves them. Your highs are becoming higher and your lows are becoming lower. What we will be trying to do is to stay away from the extremes. First, no more coke to get that super high. Second, no more Quaaludes to get those big lows. You are only to use sleeping pills as a last resort, not a daily fix. We can live with the alcohol and pot for now, but in limited quantities. After a while though, you will have to deal with less and less until you are in control of your body. Until then I am in control of your body." "Speaking about controlling your body, I am sorry if I went too far or too fast last night but I wanted to help you. I will take care of you. If you start puking from withdrawals, I will be there to hold your hair and wipe your face. If you need anything else, I will take care of you. If you need help to have an orgasm I will give one to you as I did last night." "What do you think about the plan?" "Britt, I have been thinking about what you have been saying and what you have been doing from the moment this started. I feel like you are punishing me or that I have lost my authority, which I guess, I have. I also see that you love me and what you are doing is what you think is best for me. I certainly have not done a very good job of taking care of myself. Therefore, I am in your hands for as long as we both can stand each other. What is the plan for today?" "We will have breakfast and then we will go down to the beach. I will leave our key with the front desk and they will only give it to me so don't ask. I will go for a run on the beach. I would like you to take a long walk for about three miles. When I finish my 5-mile run, I will swim for a half mile and then we can lie in the sun, swim or go take a shower and relax whatever you want. I did bring a couple of books that I bought for you. Some are fiction like the romance novels you read, while some are about overcoming addictions and self-help, taking control of your life. You don't have to read those now, but when you are ready, I will have them in my possession. One thing you may want to think about on your walk is that I would like to talk to you about sex. Not the birds and the bees but about my mom and my dad and what you think your sex life should look like." We didn't talk much over breakfast or on our walk back to the room. It was pleasant just not a lot of talking. We did hold hands on the walk back and mom had a sparkle in her eye that had been missing for a while. We dressed and headed for the beach. The beach was about a mile and a half long so if mom walked from one end to the other and back that would be about three miles. I would run five miles and keep an eye on her. Then I would take a quick swim. If she were going to make a break or do something stupid, that would be the time for her to do something like that. I went in the water and pulled hard. Every hundred yards or so, I would look up and find her walking on the beach. She behaved herself and when I walked out of the gulf, she was relaxing on a beach chair waiting for me. By now, it was almost 11 am and the weather had gotten a little warmer. Mom wanted to take a shower and relax in the air conditioning. We took turns in the shower and mom went to lie down. I know she was going to start having withdrawals and I would try to help when I could. I had room service bring us a thermos of coffee and some juices for the fridge, a six-pack of soda and a deli tray of sandwich fixings that we could use over the next forty-eight hours. By 6 pm that night, she had taken four showers from the sweats and shakes and at 7 pm, I had a load of laundry that room service picked up from our room, which they would return by the morning. She was tough but humbled by her weakness. She really did give up her will to me and I took care of her as I would a little baby. I would hold her, feed her and bathe her. I did get her to take a walk with me after the sun had set. I let her smoke the joint and I think it helped. We did this for the next three days. Over that time, she did go through a couple of bottles of champagne and a gallon of orange juice. What she did eat came back up eventually. She did not have the sexual cravings as she did the first night. I did hold her and she went through every emotion she had left in her. She did beg for the drugs to ease her pain and I even had the hotel manager stop by to make sure everything was OK. It was during one of her good times, when she apologized to him for her outbursts and explained that she was recovering from some things and I was helping her get past them. Nothing was broken and there weren't a lot of empty cans and bottles around. The only thing he asked of us was to try to keep the noise down and let him know if we needed anything. Two more days and mom was past the worst of it. She had the sleeping pills and coke out of her system. She still craved them but it was under control. I had not been swimming or running for four days and my body was craving that. I had doubled and sometime tripled the number of times in a day that I did my pushups and sit-ups but could not do any cardio. By Saturday, we were ready to get on to phase two of the project. We had to rebuild her strength and self-esteem. After we went out for breakfast I did the run and swim as I did the previous week. I felt good again. I wanted to get out of the room so we lay by the pool and let the sun heat our bodies. I did have to put sun screen on both of us to make sure we didn't burn and gave a little extra message to mom to let her know much I loved her and to make her feel good. She was a little weak after just the three miles she had walked. As a treat, we walked over to the circle and went to the Columbia restaurant for dinner. It was excellent as usual and mom had as much as I had ever seen her eat. I guess the food was finally sitting well in her stomach. One more morning of the same routine and after the swim, I told mom we would be heading out. We went up to the room to pack. I took the bottle of unopened vodka and opened it. I called over to mom and showed it to her. "Mom, I brought this in case you needed something a little harder. I think we are passed this what do you think?" After just a moment of hesitation, she smiled and said, "I don't think that I will need that." We were four hours from home. I told mom to head north. When we got to Tampa, she was expecting to get onto I-4. I told her to keep going on I-75 North. I called Dad to let him know where we were heading, but he did not answer. Instead, the answering machine pickup at 10 pm on a Sunday night, so I left him a message and told him we were having a great time and would be traveling for a couple more weeks. We were rolling trough Ocala and I asked mom how she was. "I feel better, more alive. I still am not sure about my body. It keeps changing and sending me different signals. I do feel hungrier and more awake." We stopped in Gainesville for lunch and I ordered a glass of wine for her with her meal. We both had a cheeseburger and fries. She had asked for a glass of water as well and when we left, I noticed that she had only finished 2/3 of her wine. I had her head the car towards downtown Gainesville. We checked into the hotel right next to a college campus and we took a walk around. We walked by the football stadium, and the basketball facility. We then walked by the bookstore and into the student union. She never let go of my hand. After that, we walked back to the hotel. On the way, we stopped for a slice of pizza. She ordered a coke with her slice. The hotel was right across the street from the pizza place. It was close to 7 pm when we finally got back to the hotel. "Mom, I love you and I am so proud of how well you are doing. How are you feeling?" "I feel much stronger. I think I like to walk with you. I enjoyed the beach and walking around campus was very nice. You seem so strong, not just your body, but mentally as well. You were there to stand up for me and protect me. I feel safe when I am close to you." ------- Chapter 8 I needed to use the restroom. When I came out mom was on the phone with dad. You could hear him from across the room yelling about something. I guess he needed someone to cook and pick up after him. He must have said something that didn't come out right because I saw mom's back straighten and she set her jaw. "Mike, I didn't know he left you a message on the answering machine. I was just calling to say hi. I am not sure when we will return. I know I said at least a couple weeks, but it looks like it will be more. The maids will be there on Friday. You can eat out if you can't fix anything for yourself. That little slut at the desk outside of your office can take care of anything else you need so fuck off and don't ever talk to me that way again." She slammed down the phone. Her chest was heaving as if she had just finished running a race. I walked over and sat down next to her. I put my arm around her shoulder. "So, how is dad?" "He is a Mother Fucker and I hate him." "Ok, what did he do to upset you so much?" "He just wanted me home not for any reason except that he needed me for a party." I had a confused look on my face. "Britt, this is something we will need to talk about." Therefore, we did. She started the story back in South Florida and the first time they went to a swinger's party. They both had fun and went often. The men and women were young and horny so all was well. To come to a party, a man must have a date. If they don't have a date, they cannot attend. Women are always welcome. It seemed like a double standard to me, but I let it slide. She went on to talk about the parties in Winter Park and the ones at our house. She did not leave much out and told me that she really enjoyed the sex but sometimes she felt like she was just a ticket so that dad could take a ride on someone else. He didn't care what she wanted or how fat, old or ugly the guy was as long as he had the opportunity to ride his hot looking girl. I asked her if she felt that she was in control or if the sex was controlling her. After some thought mom said, "I like it and wouldn't be happy in a convent, but I don't have to have sex to complete my day. I am a very sexual person and love to please and be pleased, but I also need to be respected and not taken for granted." I told her that I knew she had been with both women and men and that I had found her wrist straps for bondage play. At this point, there was nothing off the table and she was being very open with me. I wanted to have her go pick up a nice co-ed on campus and bring her back for a three way but it wouldn't look good for a thirty-five year old woman to bring back a twenty year old to have sex with her and her almost sixteen year old son. I told mom that she had come a long way and I didn't want to see her return home and fall back into the same problems that she had just overcome. I asked about Dad. Did she love him and did she want him around? "Britt, I just don't know any more. I did love him but between the money and the sex, I feel like he is using me more than he loves me. He does what he wants, when he wants with whom he wants. We started off swapping partners and he has adapted that into him screwing whoever he wants and sometimes he pays for it." "Do you want to try to make him change or do you want to get a divorce and move on?" "I think about divorcing him all of the time but how would that all work out?" "Mom, you would get me, and get the house. He would get his car, his whole paycheck, his retirement account and the freedom to screw whoever he wanted without hurting you." "Do you think he would do that?" "Mom, the money you get is a gift from grandpa. The courts can't make grandpa give you or dad money. Dad may want the house but then you can ask for half of his retirement account, half of the house or profit when it is sold, alimony and child support for the next five years. He will have to pay for my college as well and that is only one year away. Dad can't handle the mortgage, taxes and maintenance on this house with the salary he makes." I didn't mention that Dad would be laid off in about nine months since there was no way for me to know the future. I did hold my mom that night as we slept in the same bed. She had her head lying on my shoulder and we were just talking. She let her hand rest on my stomach and then started to move her hand around tracing the hills and valleys of my abs. It felt good to me but I think it felt better to her. She was like a cat and started to purr. I think she was getting her strength back and was feeling frisky. She let her hand wander down to my gym shorts and could feel my hard on growing. She came back up to my stomach, then back down, but this time slipping under the elastic waistband and grabbed hold of my cock. "You must have gotten this from my side of the family because your father could only dream about having this between his legs. I will probably dream of having it between mine as well. Can I suck your cock? I haven't had any in over a week." "If that is what you need then I am here to take care of you." I said with a smile. She pushed back the covers, kissed down my stomach, and used both hands to push my shorts down my legs. I lifted my ass to help her get past my bottom and she used her teeth to help get them over the top of my cock. She moaned before she grabbed hold with her hand and lifted it to her mouth. She slid it in and I could feel the wet suction and the roughness of her tongue. It then slid to the back of her mouth. She did it slowly up and down twice before I grabbed her leg and then moved her over my mouth as well. She had on a pair of panties but they were easy to tear them off to reveal her nice cunt. The outer lips were very full and were soft like a tit. At first, the lips were closed but when I spread them a little the inner lips were wet and ready for action. I licked around and deep into her pussy. I stayed away from her clit and just focused below. I did rim her once but didn't get much of a reaction so I went back to where I could create the greatest moans. She kept thrusting back at me to center her clit over my mouth but I ignored her and kept up the licking. I could feel myself getting closer and finally let my mouth slide over to take her clit in. She went into the next higher gear and I think her orgasm started about ten seconds after mine did. I felt bad about being with my mom for about ten seconds and then let it go. I wasn't planning to marry her or to have children with her. It was just sex and it fit in my mission statement for my new life. It made me happy and didn't hurt anyone. I did break the rule I set for myself about sleeping with married women without their husband's permission but I think I will say sorry to myself and try not to let it happen again. We went to sleep and I held mom all night. I did feel her rubbing her pussy on my cock when I woke up the next morning. I did not want to shun her and hurt her feelings so I rolled over and told her I had to use the men's room. I took care of my business and then just hopped into the shower. I came out, dressed and told mom to clean herself up as we were checking out. We headed north again and drove all the way to Atlanta. We stopped for breakfast and then I told her to drive to grandpa's house. We rolled up and both of my grandparents came out to greet us. I gave grandpa the nod and he smiled and gave mom a big hug. He was happy to have his daughter back from zombie land. We went in, sat in the living room, and covered all of the small talk. I told my grandparents about mom's drug use problems. I also told them about what she has done over the last couple of weeks to resolve this issue. They listened and told her they were happy for her. I mentioned that she will be talking to dad and they may have to get a divorce to get her away from the lifestyle that had led her to the drugs. They nodded and said they would support her decisions. I grabbed the newspaper and saw that the Braves were playing a day game the next day, so I told them that we were going to the game. Grandma tried to back out and said something about fixing supper but I told her that mom and I were going out to dinner anyway so she should make grandpa take her out for ruining her plans. We sat in the sun and had a fun day at the park watching the Braves play. It was really great to have the family together. After the game we went straight home and I told mom to shower and put on something to go out in but not too fancy. She came out with some Capri type pants and a tank top. She had her hair back in a pony tail and she look like she could be eighteen. I had on some nice shorts and a golf shirt. We walked around Five Points at looked into the windows of some of the closed antique stores and then stopped and bought some ice cream. I was just enjoying time with her. She now saw how someone that cared about her should treat her. I think she had made up her mind about dad but I was not going to push it. I asked her how she was feeling. Did she want to head home, go visit Savannah or head to New York or California for the rest of the summer? I had three weeks before school was back in session. Mom thought about New York or maybe Boston but didn't want to drive and knew she had to face reality back home at some point. She was getting stronger in her body and in her mind. She was now resolved to stand up for herself. We were sitting in the park and I could tell she was thinking. I didn't know if it was about dad, the drugs, or the future so I let her think. I saw a tear come to her eye when she looked at me and said, "Britt, thank you for helping me get out of the situation I was in. I have been a horrible mother and I don't know how you turned into the fine young man you are. Your father and I have not taken good care of you at all. We were selfish in the way we raised you. I am so sorry. I know that we can't go back and change things but I hope you can forgive me at some point for the way we raised you." I saw that she was sincere¸ so I said, "I forgive you mom. I am glad that you are back and I only ask that you stay around. I don't want to hold your head while you puke or watch you go through the cold sweats again. You have to stand up and take care of yourself. I am not the parent here, you are." "Britt, I will do all that I can. I am thinking about getting a job. I know that grandpa gives me money but it will help me to think that I am contributing and not just taking handouts to live. I think one of the reasons your dad has turned into who he is results from him not providing as much as grandpa to our income. He has to act entitled so he doesn't look weak. By owning me he is entitled to my allowance from my parents." "You may be right." I was tired of talking about it so I stood up and so did mom. We walked hand in hand back to the car and then drove to grandpas. We did stay for a few more days and then drove back home. It was Thursday afternoon when we arrived. Dad was not home but we found the house trashed. He had had somebody if not lots of people over for what looked like a drunken orgy if you count empty bottles and condoms as evidence of the act. I had taken my camera with me but only took a couple of pictures of mom walking on the beach at sunset. I took it out of my bag and before mom could touch anything, I took pictures of the room and in the trashcan. We each went to our own rooms and unpacked. I went down to mom's room and she was changing the sheets with tears in her eyes. I told her that this was her decision but I would be there if she needed me or wanted me. I told her that John could recommend a good attorney and I would pay for it if she wanted. She nodded and started putting on new sheets. I helped her and we made the bed together in silence. Dad came home but did not seem fazed by the condition he had left the house. Mom asked him what had happened. He said he had a few friends over. Mom was calm, "Mike when we started playing with other couples we made an agreement that we wouldn't mess around without each other's knowledge and permission. I didn't know about this party or approve of it. I never approved of your seeing your secretary either before or after I found out about her. This will need to stop right now or we can't go on." Dad was quickly angry and tried to bully her. "You have screwed half of the men in Orlando and most of their wives and you are giving me shit about a little party. What has gotten into you?" "I have gotten off drugs for one thing and will want them all out of our house. I have never slept with anyone when you weren't at the party or knew where I was and who I was with ahead of time.' (I guess dad knew that mom was with me on the trip). "Linda, this is bullshit. You can't go from slut to princess overnight and expect me to fall right in line. Why don't I mix us some drinks and we can go out to a club and get this behind us?" "I just told you I am trying to change my life and your solution is to get drunk and go to a club for sex and drugs. Do you not care for me or my feelings at all?" "You are just going through a phase. You will be back on my arm walking into the parties in no time." It clicked right then that Dad needed mom to get into the parties. She was pissed. "Mike, I know that we got into this together and I need to get out. I was hoping we could get out of this together and go on with our lives. You don't want to get out and don't care enough about me to do it for me so it looks like I will have to get out on my own. I want a divorce." "What the fuck are you talking about? Who is the new guy? You are such a slut." "There is no other guy. I am doing this for me. We are done. I will sleep in the guest room tonight and you can find a new place to live this weekend. Maybe your secretary can use someone to help out on her rent." "I already pay her rent. So that shouldn't be a problem." "Mike you are an ass. I will have the papers drawn up tomorrow." She turned and walked to the bedroom and came back out with a small bag and walked to the upstairs guestroom. Dad asked how I was doing and what I thought it would be like to grow up in a divorced home. I was sitting on the stairs but you could hear the discussion from anywhere in the house. I said, "Dad, I don't care if I live with you, mom, both of you or neither. I just want to live in a loving home and I haven't felt that in years. You missed all of my track meets, all of my cross-country meets, my last two birthdays and I had to call a cab three times after practice because both you and mom forgot me and no one was home. You have never given me an allowance but it seems that your secretary gets one on our dime. You made the choices to live the way you do and treat people the way you do. I will be fine so don't drag me into the divorce unless you want my opinion about how much you should be paying in child support or funding my college in a year." I think that was a bigger slap in the face than the divorce. He was fine spending grandpa's money on whatever he wanted but to have to spend any of his money on his son was unbelievable. I think that scared him the most so when mom filed for divorce with the stipulations we talked about, he was happy to sign and get out of the house. His company did lay him off a couple of months later. His former secretary kicked him out since she had a new stud to take care of her. Dad did get another job at less pay and eventually settled down with another divorced women. He couldn't afford the drugs or the swinging lifestyle. He had to give them up and he did eventually apologize to my mom. I did reconnect with him but we were never father and son but at least we were friends. Mom did get a job working in the Registration Department at FTU (now UCF) and ended up dating a professor and they eventually got married. Mom never used hard drugs again but about once a month, we would sit out by the pool and share a joint. I think she really enjoyed it but had to make sure that she was in control. I started my senior year with one thing in mind. I was ready to get out of high school. I now had one more year of school to study and run on the team. That changed during the first week of practice. We were running down the road on a ten-mile run and a kid that thought he was cool, swerved to scare the runners. He swerved more than he thought and hit me. I went down and he ran me over. I broke my tibia and had all kinds of road rash. It took me long enough to heal that I missed the entire cross-country season and was still getting my legs back during track season. I didn't run in a single meet all year. The kid Rod who hit me got a ticket from the cops and I started a lawsuit against him. I had John represent me and when they got the lawsuit papers, they freaked out. Doctors bills $4,000 College scholarship $25,000 Willful negligence $1,000,000 The insurance company settled for the full policy amount of $50,000, while the rest of the responsibility went to Rod and his dad. Rod's dad owned about six car lots around town and was on the TV every day, all day. We had too many witnesses that saw Rod purposefully run into me and I had all of my track results from last year. My guaranteed running scholarship went out the window. We settled for another $50,000 and a new 1976 Toyota Land Cruiser. ------- Chapter 9 Man, did he mess my leg up. If you looked at my body, anywhere the car hit me or where I hit the ground, I had scrapes and bruises. The ambulance came and took me to Winter Park Memorial Hospital. I was awake for the entire thing and the pain was excruciating. I was in taken down to x-ray. Mom came as soon as she found out. The coach was there and the word spread rapidly, because Doug, Robin, Courtney and a few others were all in the waiting area. I had broken my tibia, which is the leg bone that supports your weight when you walk. They needed to set the bone but were concerned about how it would set. They called in the orthopedic surgeon. He wanted to take me directly into the Operating Room and put me under so I wouldn't be awake while he tried to set my leg. He would try to set the bone and then x-ray it again. If it set, he would then operate. Lucky for me the bone did set correctly the first time. The next thing they did was to place me in a Recovery Room for observation and to give me a chance to wake up from the anesthesia. I was loopy and they later told me that I was saying all kinds of weird things. I was glad they didn't let my friends back there. They had wrapped my leg in a bandage and immobilized it. In the morning, the doctor came into my room, looked at it and requested one more x-ray before putting it into a cast. The joint above and below the break needed to be set so he had to immobilize both my ankle and knee. They released me from the hospital around noon and mom drove by the school so she could pick up my schoolwork. I was going to be out until the following Monday. Mom set me up in the downstairs guest room so I wouldn't have to hop up and down the stairs. I was sitting sideways on the couch reading when Doug came to visit after school. He told me that, when he had walked through the parking lot after school, Rod's car had four flat tires and that Robin almost got into a fistfight before one of the teachers got involved. She came in about an hour later since she had to finish her detention. I had to keep my leg elevated so the best thing for me to do was just lie on the couch. I did get some kisses and Robin told me that I would be back to being the cutest guy in school when my scrapes healed up. Doug wasn't so sure. Mom came in to check on me and my other friends. We ended up playing a game of Monopoly. It took a couple hours and I was the first one out. I let Doug and Robin duke it out and the very competitive Robin was jumping up and down after Doug finally broke. The next day was Saturday. I was trying to stay away from the pain pills but due to the pain, I had to take a few aspirin during the day and something stronger when it was time for bed. Mom was worried about me and ended up sleeping with me in case I needed some help during the night. I liked mom being cuddled up with me and it reminded me of our time at the beach. I had crutches to get around and could take care of my restroom needs. Saturday some other kids came by to visit. Everyone and I moved out to the pool area where it turned into a party. Mom was very accommodating and made sure there was enough food and dinks for everyone. Robin helped and I had a good time watching my friends goof around by the pool. That night I was getting ready for bed and mom mentioned that I was getting a little ripe. She had me sit on the edge of the tub as she used a small bucket to wash my hair. Afterwards, she got out a washcloth and wanted to give me a sponge bath. I sat on the toilet seat as she washed my back and arms. She had me stand with my crutches so she could get the rest of me. I was wearing a pair of loose gym shorts to get them over my cast. I didn't have any underwear on but it all came off anyways. She washed my leg followed by my groin. I guess I could have washed myself but she felt that she had missed out enough times she should have taken care of me, that she wouldn't miss this one. By the time she completed scrubbing me, I was hard as a rock. She started to stroke me as she had on the trip and then said, "I don't want to make a mess." I looked down to see her take me in her mouth and start to work her lips up and down. She had developed such a great talent from her years as a swinger. That and the taboo of her being my mom had me shooting off in a very short time. She did have me sit back down and washed both of my feet before I hobbled back to my bed. I left my shorts in the bathroom and Mom climbed in with me again. She laid her head on my shoulder and I asked for a pain pill because of the throbbing in my leg. She said, "Britt, if you need these to sleep that's fine. These things scare me because I have taken them before. When you feel up to it I want you to stop." I could sense the fear in her voice. I asked, "Mom, are you craving these or are you just afraid that I will become addicted?" "Britt, I really just don't want them around. I do not crave them. I am more concerned for you." "Then don't worry mom. I have a prescription to take these pills every four hours if I need them, but I have only been taking them right before bed. My leg tends to throb and the pill takes off the edge enough for me to fall asleep." I said. "I just worry. Let me hold you. I love you Britt, goodnight." She replied. Sunday was a little lighter on visitors. John and Beth stopped by with the kids. Mary wanted me to hold her and Johnny wanted to color on my cast. Beth was crying when she saw the bruises and scrapes. She sat next to me and hugged me. I tried to let her know that I would be fine. John wanted to ask about the incident and I told him that we could talk about it later. I had Doug take some pictures when I came home from the hospital. Mary was fun and she kept trying to wipe the scabs off my face and arms. Johnny got bored and asked if he could go swimming. Beth told me to come by so she could see me later and took the kids to get them out of my hair. On Sunday afternoon, I did catch up on my homework and read my books to get ahead. Dad came by after dinner and brought me a book. I appreciated the effort and thanked him for stopping by. Mom wanted to give me another bath but I had just sat around most of the day, so I pushed it off until the morning so I would smell and look better for school. Doug came by to pick me up and drove me to school. Robin and Amy met us and one of them grabbed my book bag while I got moving on my crutches. The news had made its way around the school and everyone knew what had happened. I was not trying to draw attention but many people came up to say hi and ask how I was doing. If it were just a broken leg or just a car crash then it would have been no big deal. The way another student ran me over was unique enough to make everyone talk. I did run into Derrick in the hall and he looked pretty bummed out. Gary had graduated and I was out for the year so he went to number one on the team with very little depth. I wished him luck and told him that I would try to get out and cheer him on. Anna stopped me to give me a hug and kiss on the cheek. She told me how happy she was to see me. Class was kind of a pain with the crutches and not being able to flex my left leg. It kind of hung out in the aisle and got in the way. I did get to leave early from class and Robin or Amy would stop by to carry my books. Most of the teachers were very understanding and most had kind words for me to get better soon. Lunch was another pain. I ended up just sitting down. I was going to skip eating but Doug came over, sat down and gave me some of his food. I never realized how tough it could be trying to make your way around with crutches and having to carry books or a lunch tray. I did get out of PE and went to the library instead. It was 5th period when I went to the library. A cute girl named, Jill, worked there as an assistant during that period. I knew her name as we had a civics class together when we were freshmen. She said hi as I hobbled in and Amy told her to look after me as she dropped my books and headed to her class. Jill stopped by and asked how I was feeling. "I will be fine. I feel bad that I won't be able to help the team this year." "I heard you were pretty banged up. I am glad you are back in school. Can I get you anything or are you going to do homework?" I said, "What kind of selection do you have on photography?" "I can go look, I know we have a few on technique and then some over in the art section as well." "Thanks, Jill. I can go over and look myself if you can show me where they are." I knew I could have looked in the card catalog but was being lazy since she shelved books she would know where they were." Jill led me over to the right section and said. "I have heard that you are a good photographer. I would love to see some of your work sometime." Jill was a cheerleader. She was also a nice girl. She had dated a boy named Sam for the last three years but his family moved away at the end of the summer. I don't think she was dating anyone so I was being very friendly. Most of the books they had on technique were basic stuff. We went over to the art section and found it had many more books with photos with artist's comments and descriptions of settings for the camera and the environment. Jill carried them over to where I was sitting and told me to let her know if I wanted to check any of them out or just leave them on the table when I left. Robin came to get me later for my American History class. We were both in the same class so she sat with me and played mother. I didn't get to leave early from my last class of the day so I hung out and talked with some friends. A few kids signed my cast. Doug had practice after school so I got a ride with Amy and Robin since it wasn't tennis season. They had become closer since our get together and they both came with me to open doors and drop off books. Mom was at work but had asked me to call when I got home. I called and told her that all was well and that Amy and Robin were here to look after me. She told me that she was going to work late to try to catch up on some of her work after missing a few days while I was at the hospital and at home. I was in the kitchen and hobbled into the family room where Amy and Robin were watching TV. Amy pulled out a joint and asked if it was OK to light up. I said, "I don't think it will be a problem but let's go out by the pool." We went out, sat on the lounge chairs, and passed the joint back and forth. I took off my shirt since it was hot out but left on my shorts. I had a nice buzz and laid back to get some sun. I opened my eyes a little later to see that Robin had also removed her top and so did Amy. I said, "If we are playing follow the leader, I will lose the shorts too. You girls look nice. We should do this every day." Amy said, "We try to practice most days but decided to skip a day since it is your first day back." I replied, "You didn't have to do that. I would have loved to take some pictures of you two or even just watch you get all hot and sweaty in your short skirts. I love to watch women's tennis. Strong legs and tight asses. I never did understand the tennis ball in the underwear thing." Robin said, "Shut up. I wanted to hang out but you are ruining my buzz. I am keeping my shorts on so you can leave yours on too. That cast must be a pain in the ass. I can't sleep if I have hair on my legs. That thing would be impossible." Amy said, "Let's hope you never have to get a cast on your pussy because everyone knows that you don't have any hair there either." Robin said, "You can shut up too you slut. You are both being buzz killers today." I said, "Amy let's go inside so Robin can enjoy her buzz in silence. Besides, I like your titties and Robin would give me shit if she saw me playing with them." Amy said. "You can play with them, just as long as you are gentle with them or maybe just a little rough. We went inside and sat on the couch. I did reach out and stroked her breast but then moved up to her and gave her a kiss. After a while, we were both heating up and Amy wanted to take it to the next level. With the cast on my leg, things were getting complicated so I called a quick time out and I hobbled into my new room. I shucked my shorts and lay on the bed. Amy was just behind me and gave me the look that said, "How do you want to do this?" I told her to lose the shorts and moved her into a 69 position with me on the bottom and my cast out to the side. She had more control but I still moved her the way I wanted her and she seemed to enjoy it. I do prefer to eat pussy right side up, but hey, beggars can't be choosers. Robin did come in after we were done but still lying in the bed naked. She started to give me crap and I slowly swung my legs into a sitting position. All of a sudden, I reached out and grabbed her wrist before she could react and pulled her over my legs. I had smacked her ass twice before she could even think of something to say. She was still wearing her leash but had forgotten what it meant. After five spankings, I let her off my lap and told her to lose the shorts. She was much more obedient now. I pulled her back into place and gave her twenty more. She was apologizing for her attitude and Amy was saying some not so nice things to her, but was still playing. When my hand started to tingle, I sent her over to give Amy another orgasm. I watched the way Amy was talking to her when she was done, and the cheeks on her face were almost as red as the cheeks on her ass. The rest of the first week was similar but after flirting with Jill for a couple days, I figured out that she was a nice, friendly and very pretty girl, but she was still not over Sam. We did spend time talking and she would help me get or put away books or magazines. However, that was as far as this relationship was going to go. We did become friends and I even told her if she ever wanted to go out to dinner or to a movie, just as friends, that she could always give me a call. Amy and Robin would still drop me off after school but would then go over to the club to play tennis. They were both competing for the top spot on the team and as long as they were number one and two, they were both happy. I started back with the push-ups and sit-ups and started doing more of each. I tried to hold my casted leg off the ground while I did my push-ups but usually had to put it down after the first forty or fifty. I also studied a lot. I had seen enough TV my first time through that I never got back into it. I also read books and worked on my predictions. Doug would come over on the weekends and hang out. We would talk and play back gammon or cribbage. He would get me to school every morning and would carry my homemade lunch for me as well. Robin and Amy would make sure I made it from class to class. They also got me home after school before they would head off to practice. After the first day, Robin was much nicer and she would give me a blowjob before she went to practice if I wanted one, which I usually did. Mom continued to sleep with me and was always willing to jack me off or give me a blowjob if I was too worked up to sleep. I did stop the pain pills after the first week and she seemed happy about that. I still took some aspirin from time to time. I was in the cast for six weeks. At the end of the six weeks, the extra push-ups and sit-ups had me looking fit from the waist up. My schoolwork was top notch and I was tired of hopping and using the crutches. The cast finally came off and I noticed that my legs were two different colors. There were also a couple of red scratches on my leg. I got these from scratching an itch that was driving me crazy, with a coat hanger. The Doctor sent me to a Physical Therapist to work on my range of motion and walking. I didn't have any damage to my knee and my muscles were just a little weak but not shriveled to nothing. After a couple days and a couple of sessions, I was OK to rehab on my own. I started taking long walks and mom would join me after dinner. I tried running but my leg would hurt from the pounding, so walking was what I did for a few weeks. I was out walking one Saturday morning and I felt good so I started to jog just a bit. I was doing well when my foot landed wrong on a crack or split in the sidewalk where a root had shifted it. I was concerned and I was even limping a bit. I was standing there, bent over, waiting for my body to tell me if I was going to be Ok when I heard a voice call out, "Britt, are you ok?" I looked up to see Jill washing her car in her driveway. I didn't even know where she lived but I guess it had to be somewhere in the school district. I stood up, put some weight on my leg, and walked a bit to see that everything was going to be fine. I waved my hand that I was Ok and then walked slowly across the street to Jill's house to say hello. As I approached, she asked again if I was all right. I said, "I will be fine. There is a crack in the sidewalk where it has separated due to a root and I came down on it wrong. I wanted to make sure I didn't re-injure my leg. I seem to be fine but maybe a little shook up." "Can I get you something to drink? You can come in and sit down for a while." "I normally would say no but actually If you could spare a glass of water that would be great." I said. Jill led me in and asked, "Would you like water soda or juice?" "Water will be fine. Thanks." She got me some water and we sat down at the table. Her mom came in to see who was there and Jill introduced me. Mrs. Faxon looked familiar to me but I could not place her. Jill explained about my leg and landing on it wrong. I told her I was fine and it felt better already. I was just about to get up and finish my walk or jog and Jill's sister came walking in. Kathryn Faxon was a freshman but less than a year younger than I was. She was wearing a half shirt that said WHPS Tennis and a pair of baby blue cotton panties. I guess she hadn't gotten the memo about a strange boy in the kitchen. Kathryn looked up as she walked in and almost jumped out of her skin. If we went swimming, I probably would have seen more but the fact that she wasn't ready and was unsure of how she looked somewhat freaked her out. She shrieked and ran from the room. Her mom and sister laughed with me. Her mom then went to check on her. Jill said, "If you are going to sleep in, I guess you should put some clothes on before you just wander out to see what is going on." I said, "Tell your sister that I am sorry I scared her. Thanks for the water. I think some friends are going to stop by this afternoon to hang out at the pool and maybe do some water skiing. We will cook some burgers around five or six. If you want to stop by around or after two, I would love to invite both you and your sister. I saw your sister had on a tennis shirt and a couple girls from the team will be there." "That sounds like fun. I will talk to mom and Kathryn to see if we can come. Do I need to let you know?" "No it is just a casual thing. I hope you can make it." I left and walked home. My leg felt better. I think I just landed the wrong way. I needed to get some sun on the thing. I was surprised when the cast came off on how much more hair and the color difference of the hair on my legs. Doug came by around one and we took the boat out to make sure it was running well and topped off the gas tanks. Around 2 pm, some others started to trickle in. Amy and Robin were there and Courtney came in with her new boyfriend Brian. Derrick came with a girl I didn't know too well, Deborah. Jill and Kathryn both came as well. Most of the kids were eighteen and seniors. There was some beer but not a keg. We had sodas and snacks. I was enjoying the pool and being able to submerge my body. I was swimming laps in the morning and happy to be back at it. Doug asked if anyone wanted to go water skiing and a few took him up on it including Jill. Kathryn was hanging out with Amy and Robin. She was a freshman hanging out with the two top players on the team and they were both seniors. I didn't want to risk skiing and didn't want to ride around in a boat full of people so I stayed by the pool and sat down with the tennis girls. I apologized to Kathryn. She had on a bikini and looked very nice. She was a little younger than the rest of the girls. She had long coltish legs that seemed like they were a foot too long for her body. She had smaller breasts that were still developing. She had a pretty face surrounded by dirty blonde hair. Her eyes were a cross between brown and green. She said, "I am sorry I freaked out, I wasn't expecting to see you in my kitchen this morning and before I could even remember what I was wearing to bed I saw you and just ran from the room." "I wish you wore less to bed but I thought your sleeping attire was very cute. I am glad to see that you live sleep and breathe tennis like these two." Robin asked, "Why were you in Jill's kitchen this morning? Were you getting breakfast?" "I wasn't really hungry so I was just having something to drink." I said. Amy said, "Britt, why were you in their house, did you spend the night?" "What do you think I am some kind of slut? I was there to invite Kathryn over to wear her pretty little bikini around my pool today and look hot. I did not spend the night or she wouldn't have been wearing all those clothes when she got out of bed." I said. I was watching Kathryn and she was happy to be included in the conversation and embarrassed about what I had said about her. Amy looked to Kathryn and said, "Kathryn did you invite Britt over to see you in your underwear?" "No, he was just there. Jill said he hurt his leg when he tripped across from our house and she invited him in to sit down and have a drink of water." Robin asked, "Are you alright, Britt? What happened?" "I am fine. The roots from a tree had cracked the sidewalk and I stumbled a bit. I was just taking some time to make sure everything was still in the right place. Jill was up earlier than some sleepyheads were, and saw me trip. She asked if I was ok, and invited me in to sit down." Amy said, "So what was she wearing?" "Amy you are such a pervert. I didn't see anything except her baby blue thong and necklace with a tennis racket on it." "I was not wearing that. I had on my tennis cut off shirt and some regular blue underwear." She replied. Robin was getting frisky and said, "Someone is lying. How can we tell who is telling the truth?" I said, "I saw two nipples. If she has two nipples then you know that I am telling the truth. If she has one or three then you know I am lying." Amy said, "Let us see your nipples so we can know who is telling the truth." Kathryn was flustered but laughing. "I have two nipples but I am not lying." "I also saw that her nipples were not hard. I will concede to her if her nipples are hard. I know that the nipples I saw were not hard." I said. Kathryn instinctively reached up and grabbed at her top. "My nipples are hard. He is the one that is lying. My nipples are hard." Amy said, "Let us see. We can't call him a liar just on your word." Now Kathryn was stuck. We were the only four not on the lake so Robin just lifted her top and said, "Mine aren't hard." Amy lifted her top and said, "Mine are hard." I grabbed and ice cube out of my coke and rubbed it on my nipple and then said, "Mine are hard too". We all looked to Kathryn and she lifted her top to expose some nice little titties that had some very hard nipples. Robin reached out and felt one tit and Amy reached for the other. They both said that she had some nice tits. I said, "I am the one that is getting cheated out of my story, and my feel, so make way." I reached out and watched her face to make sure she was ok and she seemed to get a very relaxing smile as I cupped her flesh. Her eyes closed and I went in and gave her a kiss on the hard pink nipple. I pulled back and she fit her bikini top back on place. Everyone was quiet so I said, "She had brown pubic hair as well." I got three slaps and some boos from the girls but you can't hate a guy for trying. I stood to get away from them and jumped in the pool. They all jumped in after me and we goofed around for a bit until the boat came back. The three girls got out and lay in the sun. I hung out, talked with some of the other, and then became the cook for the burgers. We ate and listened to some music. Around 7 pm, everyone started to head out. Jill stopped by to thank me for inviting them and for being a friend. She then said, "I am glad we are friends. I have heard some rumors about you and I was afraid to give you a chance. I always thought you were nice but was never quite sure. I spoke to Sam the other day and he said to tell you hi. He also said that the rumors are true from what he has heard, but only because that is what the girls wanted. You have always been nice to me. I am glad we can be friends." "I always try to give a girl what she wants. If she wants my friendship, that's OK. It's also OK if she wants something else. I am glad you came over today and it was nice to meet your sister." "I think hanging out with Amy and Robin made her very happy today." She left to gather her stuff and Kathryn came up and thanked me for the invite. "I am glad you came. It was nice to see you today both in the kitchen and here at the pool. I think you are a very pretty girl. If you want to get together some time, give me a call." I said. "Um, OK. Thanks again." Doug was a good friend and stayed around with Robin and Amy to help clean up and get everything put away. Mom had spent the day at the beach with her new boyfriend Bill. Mom came in as Doug and the girls were heading out. She asked about my day and I filled her in. I told her about tripping in the morning and meeting Kathryn in her kitchen. She asked Jill's last name and when I told her, mom got a funny look and just nodded. She told me that Bill had taken her to the beach and they sat around most of the day. They took a walk on Daytona Beach and then had some food at the Ocean Deck before taking a walk back to their car and driving home. I was beat and I was going to take a shower. Mom asked if I would take one with her. I was reluctant to get in that position with mom but I was a teenager with more testosterone than brains, so I said. "If you wash my back, I will wash yours." We both washed each other's everything. Mom said, "I think I am falling for Bill but he is such a nice guy that he is afraid to push things too far or too fast. I am getting frustrated but I don't want to scare him off by being too aggressive. You said that you would take care of me until I had someone else. Before he gets to that point and I make that commitment, I want to have you in me just once. I know it is perverted and wrong but I have been craving you since you took control of me at the beach." I was wondering how this shower would end as I was now at the crossroads. What direction should I go? I pulled her naked body to mine in a hug while I thought. We were doing a slow dance, naked in the shower. I finally said. "Mom, I know that in the past, we have taken care of one another and since our trip, our relationship has been different than most parents and children. I love you and I know you love me. I don't want to have a long drawn out affair with you because I want Bill and you or if you should choose someone else, that person, to have and be committed to each other. I don't want to control you as I did at the beach but I would like to be your lover and make love to you for one night. Can we do that?" "Britt, I would like that a lot. I have fears about becoming addicted to you but I also want to feel what it is like to have someone hold and love me again. Not used, but loved. I feel respected and cared for by Bill but he has not yet shown me his passion. I will have to work on that, but before that happens, I would like to have one more night of memories with you." I led her out of the shower and dried her off. I then dried myself off before leading her to the bedroom. We were in the master bedroom with her king-sized bed. I didn't just jump in but stopped short to hold her and to kiss her passionately. I asked as nicely as possible, "Mom before we do anything is there any reason why I would need a condom to make love to you?" "Britt I am glad that you asked both for my benefit and yours. I have done some wild things in the past but have tried to enforce protection whenever I could and got lucky the rest of the time. I have been tested for all types of STDs and I am also on the pill so you can do whatever you want." I she was still a little tacky from the way you are after you wash the soap off your body. I loved that she kept her pubic hair trimmed short and had her labia completely shaved. I laid her down and her breasts flattened some but were still quite firm. I dropped to my knees and spread her legs. She smelled fresh from the shower and I kissed all around her puffy labia. I licked at her clit although it was still in hiding. I held onto her thighs and just started to make love to her pussy. I wasn't in a hurry for either of us to finish. She kept running her fingers through my hair. I watched over the next ten minutes as her sex expanded and opened for me. Her clit came out to play and it was like watching a flower bloom. I was the humming bird drinking the nectar. She built up slowly toward her first orgasm and it was like a teakettle that slowly built steam, and then the whistle went off and it would not stop. It may have been that I was the cause for this response or maybe it was what I was doing to her, but she seemed very content. She had not come back down from her orgasm when I stood and leaned in to enter her with my hard-on. I heard her say yes and then I kept going with long slow strokes. I made sure to change the angle so she was getting the most pleasure. She came a second time and my arms were getting sore, so I moved her to the center of the bed and re-entered her. I picked up the pace and soon found myself having my own orgasm deep in the depths of her pussy. I rolled off and tried to catch my breath. I heard her say, "Thank you baby. You made me feel so good. I love you Britt." I told her I loved her too and pulled her in for a kiss. When we broke the kiss, she got off the bed and went into the bathroom. She came back with a washcloth, cleaned me up, and gave my semi-hard cock a kiss. She came up and put her head on my shoulder and we both took a short nap. When I woke up it was around 10 pm and mom was lying beside me just watching me. She had her hand on my chest and said, "That was what I needed. I could feel your love. You are a very good lover and will make a lot of women very happy." "I only have one woman that I wanted to make happy tonight." "You did, you made me very happy. If you want to make love again, we can but I have had what I needed. I would like to play with your cock some more. It is so big and nice. It is the perfect size and shape. If your cock were any bigger, it would hurt many women. If it were smaller, then you would have to work a little harder. Can I jack you off? I love the feel of it in my hands and in my mouth too." "I will never turn down a good hand job." She took her time and really had fun watching and feeling my reaction to her work. She was smiling ear to ear when I finally climaxed and she dropped her mouth down to save making a mess. We both got up to get ready for bed and brush our teeth. We climbed back in bed and I held her all night. Bill did come by and pick her up around ten the next morning to take her to brunch. I would have died if I had to wait that long to eat. I had two English Muffins with peanut butter. I was finishing my second cup of coffee when he came by the house. Mom was still getting ready and Bill came in to sit with me. I offered him a cup of coffee but he declined. I said, "Bill, before mom comes out I wanted to tell you that she likes you a lot. She tells me that you are great guy that is very nice and caring. She says she feels safe when she is with you, sometimes maybe too safe. She is scared that you may not have the same feelings for her that she does for you. I know I am just a kid but you either need to be very nice and let her go or pick up the pace and show her that you desire more with her. She is in that in between stage where she is not sure of your intentions and she seems to be nervous a lot. I told her that you cared about her but she is insecure." "I am not sure what she told you but I understand what you are saying. We are both divorced and I was taking things slow. I really like your mom. I will think about what you said and try to see what I can do to help her feel more comfortable," he said. "Bill, I am going to swim a bit and then around noon, I was planning to go and take a bike ride for a few hours. I should be back around 5 or so, if you and mom need a quiet place to talk things out." "Thanks, Britt, I will talk with your mom at brunch and then we may come back here and talk some more." Mom came out ready to go. It was a beautiful day and they decided to take her convertible. When they left, I went out and swam until I was tired. I wasn't even counting or paying attention. I did look at the clock and saw that it had been an hour. I showered and I was walking into the kitchen to get a glass of water before I left and the phone rang. I answered and I heard, "Hello, Britt, this is Kathryn from yesterday." "Hello Kathryn from yesterday, how can I tell it is you? Are your nipples hard?" "Well, no not right now, but if you were looking at them like you were yesterday, they would be." "Good answer. What's up?" "You said to call if I wanted to get together." "I would love to see you but I don't have a car. I was just going to go for a bike ride. Do you want to ride over and get some lunch with me?" "I would like that. Do you want to meet me somewhere?" I said, "I will ride over and meet you at your house and then we can ride together. That is, unless you are afraid to be seen with me?" "Um, no you can come by. Can you give me twenty minutes to get ready?" "Sure I wouldn't want you riding around in your thong. You should probably also put some clothes on." I went out, plugged in the leaf blower, and blew out the garage and the driveway. I put it away and checked the air in my tires since I hadn't ridden since before the broken leg. I was just about to leave when Bill drove in driving mom's car. I stopped and told them I was going over to Kathryn's and then we were going to lunch and hang out for the day. Mom looked happy and she was hanging onto Bill a bit. She told me to have fun and I rode off. ------- Chapter 10 I arrived at Kathryn's and Jill came out. She said, "What are you doing to my little sister? She is only a freshman." I said, "Jill I am not looking to marry her. We are just kids. I just turned fifteen and she will be fifteen in a couple months. I think she is cute in both her underwear and her bikini. Besides her sister is one of the prettiest girls in the school and she just wants to be friends. If Kathryn is half as pretty, half as smart and half as nice as her sister, then I will have a pretty good girl to be with." "Britt, I forgot that you were younger. You don't act the same age as my sister and her friends. She is not as experienced as you are so be gentle with her and make sure you don't hurt her." "Jill, I am glad that you are looking out for your sister. I will look out for her as well. I will try to be what she wants me to be like Sam told you." "That is what I am afraid of. I lost my virginity to Sam when I was a freshman and mom put us both on the pill when we turned fourteen. She thinks with her emotions so be nice to her and be a nice guy." "I will try Jill." Kathryn and her mom came out. I said hello to Mrs. Faxon and then to Kathryn. Kathryn said, "I don't need everyone out here. I know how to ride a bike." Her mom and Jill walked back in the house, Kathryn got on her bike, and we rode over to Park Avenue. We put our bikes in the rack, we walked across the street to the park, and we sat on the bench. I put my arm around her and kissed her cheek. I said, "Thanks for calling me I was looking for something to do to get out of the house. My parents are divorced and mom has a new boyfriend. He came over and I wanted to give her some space. I also enjoyed meeting you and I was looking forward to getting to know you better." "My parents got a divorce a couple years ago. Dad still pays for everything but lives downtown near the hospital where he works. We get to see him every now and then but he has a new girlfriend. You embarrassed me yesterday but both Robin and Amy said that you were just having fun and were a very caring and nice guy. I called Amy this morning and she said to give you a call so I did before I chickened out." "I am glad that you did. Your sister was worried about you because I am a senior and you are a freshman. Before you get upset, she loves you and wants to make sure you are not hurt. It is what big brothers and sisters do. I am an only child so I am always in trouble." "I wish she would leave me alone sometimes." I said, "Kathryn, we are almost the same age. I am a senior, which means a couple things when you think about a boy / girl relationship. First, I have seen and done more things than you have done, I hope. Second, is that I will be leaving at the end of the year to go away to college. I am not planning on sitting around my dorm waiting until the time when we can be together again. I want to be your friend and maybe more than friends, but I don't want you to have any false hope that this will be a long term relationship." "When I spoke to Robin and Amy yesterday they told me some stories and also told me the same thing. They said you were one of the funniest and most caring guys they knew, but did not even try to call you a boyfriend because you had plans for your life that didn't include them and that those plans and goals drove you." I said, "I am not sure I like you talking about me behind my back but what they say is mostly true. I should ask them about you in the shower after tennis, next time you aren't around." "I am just a freshman and tennis hasn't started yet. I know them from the club and from the summer camps. I got my shirt at the summer camp." "If what I saw is the way you dress at summer camp then I am signing up next year and then I will take a shower with you all afterwards." "Britt, you are a joker. You are also a lot of fun. Do you want to get some lunch or just hang out and watch the squirrels?" "I am hungry, I just can't decide if I would rather sit next to you and be able to hold your hand or if I should sit across from you so I can see your pretty face the whole meal. I hope I don't starve to death while I try decide." "I am hungry so let's go. We will let the hostess solve your life's dilemma." We went into a cafe and I ordered a Ruben and fries. She had a chicken and brie sandwich. She passed on the fries, ordered the fruit instead, and then stole my fries. I told her that next time I would look at her face so she was further away from my fries. We walked down the avenue after lunch and did some window-shopping. We held hands and enjoyed being together. As we walked back on the other side of the street, we did stop for ice cream and then walked in the park. I did give her a real kiss and she gave me one back. We kissed for a bit but there were some families around so we tried to keep it tame. When we got back to her house, she asked if I wanted to come in so I did. Her mom was home but Jill was out. Mrs. Faxon asked about our lunch and I told her I was still starving since someone stole all of my fries. Kathryn said, "Shut up. I didn't eat all of your fries, just one or two." "You mean one or two handfuls. I had to stop for ice cream to refuel for the ride home. Mrs. Faxon you have two wonderful daughters." "Thank you Britt. They said they had a good time at your house yesterday. Are you in the brown house with the three car garage three houses down from the intersection?" "That is it. We built it about three or four years ago. I like it and my friends enjoy the pool and the skiing." "I think I have been there with your parents. I heard they split up." "Yes they got a divorce last year. Mom and I still live there and dad moved down closer to his job. He actually just changed jobs so I am not sure if he will move again or not." "I am sorry, I know how hard divorces can be. My husband and I split up a couple years ago." "I am sorry for you and the girls. I think we all knew that this was the better solution for our family so I wasn't too upset. I have heard of some of my friends that have had to go through something awful." I got up to leave and she told me to tell my mother that she said, hello and to give her a call if she wanted to talk. I got home around four and Bill's car was still in front of the house. I came in through the garage and slipped up the back stairs. I did peek down into the living room as I walked down to my room but it was empty. When I got to my room I found the negatives, I was looking for, and I walked over to John and Beth's house. I went into the darkroom, turned on the outside light, and locked the door. I went through the two rolls and made some 5 x 7 prints. I developed them and then when I found the few I was looking for; I blew them up into 10 x 14 prints. I hung them to dry and trashed the 5 x 7's. When I walked out, Beth asked what I was working on, so I told her that I was just confirming a hunch. Beth said, "That sounds mysterious. Is it a secret or can we talk about them?" "Beth, a while back I was supposed to go camping with Doug and his dad but he got sick and we never even put the boat in the water. I came back and walked into a full-blown orgy at my house. You may have seen the pictures of Denise tied up on my bed. I took about three rolls before that and trashed the last one where she was doing some drugs. I had snuck around and taken some random shots just in case I needed to get away from my parents, I would have some advantage. I ran into a woman the other day that looked familiar and couldn't place her. I ran into her again today and she mentioned that she knew mom and dad. She also said she had been to my house so I got out the negatives from the party and did some looking around to see if she was in the pictures." "So I guess that you found her since there are pictures drying in the other room." "Yeah, I don't know what I want to do. I may want to keep them or destroy them or destroy them and the negatives." "Can I see them?" "Beth, I have no secrets from you and John. I trust you as much as any other person I know. You can see them." She walked in and turned on the overhead lights. She made some noises as she looked at the pictures. She turned to me and said, "I see a lot of people I know which is kind of disturbing. The one you have focused in on seems to be Katie Faxon. Is that the woman you met?" "Well, I go to school with her two daughters and the younger one, Kathryn, and I had lunch today. She was divorced after this picture so I am not sure what to think." "Why don't you just leave the prints with me in case you need them? There are some other people in these pictures. Therefore, you may not want to have them lying around. I will put them in the safe. It may not be a bad place for the negatives either." "Ok, I don't think I need the pictures. I was just confirming that I had figured out where I had seen her before." "If you want to talk about it you can stop by any time honey." "Thanks, Beth." I went back home and Bill's car was gone. Mom was in the kitchen when I came in. She was cleaning up. I came in, grabbed a coke, and sat down. Mom said, "Hey honey how was your lunch?" "It was nice. How was your day with Bill?" "It was very nice. We had a long talk at brunch and then another long talk when we came back here. I told him about my past and my past with your father. He told me about what happened between him and his ex. He seemed to want to take things to the next level so we did. I am officially off the market. I am glad we did what we did yesterday. Now I would have to answer to Bill. He is a good man and makes me happy." "I am happy for you mom." I said. I got up and gave her a hug. She kissed my cheek. I made a sandwich and went up to my room. I read some before bed. Doug drove me to school and when he handed me off to the girls, I got an earful about Kathryn. Robin told me that Kathryn had called her last night to tell her about our date but was nervous about the sex and stuff. Amy had also gotten a call from Jill worried about her sister. Amy said, "I told her that if Britt takes her to bed you will have a lot less to be worried about than if her first time is with someone else." Robin said, "It sounds like they all talk a lot in that house and the mom is upset that her baby wants to grow up. Jill was active but only with Sam. They still talk all of the time so she is kind of jealous that her sister may have a live man to be with." I said, "Thanks for managing my love life. Let me know if you need anything from me." "Britt, I think that Kathryn is a doll. I want you to take care of her and make it special for her." "If that is what she wants we can work something out. I am not going to force a girl to have sex. Well besides Robin but she enjoys it that way, right?" "Yes sir." was Robin's reply. I was back in gym for 5th period so I didn't see Jill. I spent my time jogging around the track because the doctor wanted me to stay out of contact sports for a couple of weeks. I was getting some strength back in my leg. I didn't see Kathryn during the day but I ran into her after school out front. She was with Amy and Robin. I gave her a hug when I walked up. She got in with us, I got in the front for some legroom, and she got in the back. I thought that she was going to practice with the girls but she got out at my house. I was surprised but happy. I invited her in. I offered her something to drink and she passed. I was taking my book bag up to my room and she followed me up. I had on some nice clothes and wanted to change into some shorts and a t-shirt. I started to unbutton my shirt and she just watched me. I was going to drop my pants and undid the button. She was now in my desk chair. I said, "Kathryn I am fine with you being here and I am happy that you are. I was going to change into some shorts but if you want to, I can just leave my pants off. What are your plans for our day?" "I am not ready for sex yet but I love your body and if you don't mind I would like to stay and watch." I shrugged and walked over and turned on the stereo. I put on some Van Morrison, turned back to her, and did a little dance in time with the music. She was sitting in my chair and I walked up to her and rubbed my chest and stomach as I danced a bit. I continued to sway my hips with the music and started to lower the zipper on my pants. I kept giving her a lap dance, lowered my pants, and lost my shoes. I wasn't wearing socks so the only thing I had on were some boxers. I undid the snap and I did a little hip roll in front of her, while I reached down to stroke her breast. Her eyes were on my cock and her breathing was getting heavier. I was getting hard, picked up her hand, and put it on my cock through my boxers. She squeezed it and felt the length and weight of it. I pushed down on my underwear and she let go. It kind of bounced out and waved in the air in front of her. I went back to playing with her boob and gave her some time to get familiar with my cock. She was almost in a trance as she stroked me up and down. I was still swaying to the music. Kathryn wasn't really jacking me off because she was moving on my cock so slowly, but she was holding me and feeling something new. I eventually backed away and she let go. I dressed and sat on the bed. I asked, "What are you thinking sweetie?" "I was not expecting you to do that. I was expecting you to kick me out and I was going to tease you about me showing you my tits. I was not expecting it to be that big. I walked in on Jill giving Sam a blowjob one time and his wasn't half that big. I was scared but then when you let me feel it. Your cock was so hard and so soft at the same time. It felt like it had power in it. It was amazing." I said, "I am glad you liked it. What did you want to do today? I used to run at practice after school. Now I usually swim or study." "I wanted to get to know you and maybe do some kissing. I wasn't expecting what we did but I enjoyed it." "Kathryn, did you think any about what we talked about in the park? I mess around with different girls right now and I am not looking for a girlfriend. That doesn't mean we can't go on a date or to a dance or even prom, but I don't want anyone to be my one and only. I plan on being in college during the summer semester after I graduate and I am taking a class at Valencia Community College on Thursday nights." "I understand but I am also attracted to you and want to be with you, spend time with you and have sex with you. Both Amy and Robin say that you are good in bed." "I don't know how they would know. Robin drops me off here after school. Do you need to be playing tennis like them to get ready? Do you want to study here? I can hit balls with you to get back in shape but I may not be much competition. We can have sex, either oral or regular. You are only fifteen or you will be soon. I don't want to mess around and get in trouble so if it is what you want, I think you should talk to your mom or I can talk to her with you." Kathryn said, "You want me to tell my mom that I am having sex with you?" "Kathryn, you are not a baby. She is going to find out eventually. You might as well be grown up and talk to her about it. I would rather be in my bed or your bed than in the back of a car. If you want me to talk to her, I will but it would look better coming from you. I can be there with you or come by afterwards." "I am afraid to tell her but what you said makes sense. I know Jill didn't say anything but mom knows that she and Sam used to do it. I bet it was always in one of their cars. I will talk to her tonight. I will call you when I am done and I may ask you to come over." "Just call me and I will stop by. Jill is at cheerleading practice if you want me to walk you home we can talk to her together." "I would like that if you don't mind." I stood and pulled her up for a kiss. I carried her books as we walked to her house. He mom was home so I asked, "Does your mom work?" "No she stays home. Dad pays alimony so she doesn't have to work." We went in and Katie Faxon was trying to fix her vacuum. I offered to look at it and ended up taking it half apart before I could fix it and reassemble it. When I was done, I ran it around for ten seconds and turned it off. She thanked me and I said, "Mrs. Faxon, Kathryn wanted to talk to you before Jill got home. Do you have a minute?" "Sure what is it?" I walked into the family room and Kathryn followed me. We sat on the couch and I took her hand before her mom sat down. Kathryn said, "Mom, I am getting older and want to have sex with Britt. I didn't want to go behind your back so I thought we could talk about it." Her mom looked at me and said, "Did you put her up to this?" "Yes Mrs. Faxon. I did." "I should have you shot. She is only fourteen years old. What are you some kind of pervert?" "Some people think so but that can be said about most of us. What I meant was that your daughter is ready to have sex and asked me to be the lucky guy. I put her up to talking with you first. I am sorry if you would rather us do it behind your back." I said. She had to stop and think on that one. She came back with "No, no, no, you are too young." Kathryn said, "Mom, Jill was a freshman when she first had sex. I am ready and it is something I want to do. I wanted you to know so I didn't have to go behind your back but unless you keep me locked in my room for the rest of my life, you can't stop me." "Maybe that is what I should do. Why are you doing this to yourself?" "Mrs. Faxon, Kathryn is a young woman with urges and desires. All women have urges and desires. There are different ways of dealing with them. Some are healthier than others are. She didn't say that she was going to have sex all day everyday, right here on the sofa, but would you rather it be in a back bedroom at a party? On the other hand, maybe she should do it out parking in the back seat of a car. She wants you to respect her decisions and talk about the decisions. There are good reasons for having sex and not having sex." "You will reap the benefits of this so I am not sure you are the one to ask." "You may reap some benefits as well." "Like what?" "Well if Kathryn trusts you then maybe she will be willing to talk to you about the boys she wants to date and things they may want to do or are pressuring her to do. I know that she can't get pregnant from anal sex so maybe that is what we should do everyday after school. Would you have an opinion that may be able to help her out since you are trying to help her instead of just fight her? Someone may rape her or may attempt to rape her. Would you want to have a relationship where she could come to you and trust you or would you want her to live her life with something like that bottled up inside?" "I am here for my daughter. She can trust me." "Good so talk to her about sex. Ask her why she wants to have sex. Don't just say no." She stopped and turned to Kathryn, "Baby, why do you want to have sex?" "Mom it is all I think of. I think about it all day everyday. I am still a virgin but my body is constantly telling me that it wants to be with a man. I want to see what it is like. I am not looking to get pregnant or to get married. I just want to have a special time with a man that I trust. I have talked with some friends and they said that Britt is someone that I can trust. I held his penis today when I followed him up to his room. It was beautiful and hard. I wanted to suck it and climb on his body. He stopped me and told me that we had to slow down and make sure that we were up front with you so that you wouldn't be mad about it if you found out." "Well I think all women do have those desires. When they happen at your and your sister's age, the desires are much stronger. When were you going to have sex and where did you plan to do it?" I looked at Kathryn. She said, "I don't know. I want it to be special and not in the back of a car somewhere or at a drive in movie. I want to be in a bed. I will be fifteen in a few weeks and that seems like a good age to me. I may want to do other things before then but I am not sure yet. When I met Britt, I thought that I had found someone I can trust. He knew he could have me but keeps trying to talk me out of it." Katie Faxon asked, "What do you mean by that?" "He is going to college at the end of the year and will not keep me around as his girlfriend. He won't even take me as his girlfriend now. He has no desire to have a permanent relationship. He told me to find someone else, but for my first time, I want him." "Britt, don't you like my daughter?" "I do like her very much. I told her we could go on dates or to dances. We could have intercourse or oral sex. I just didn't want her to miss out on having sex with someone that could give her some level of commitment. I have girls I can call anytime if I just wanted sex. I do care about your daughter but we are living different lives with different time tables and different goals." Mrs. Faxon said, "As I think about this some I am less mad and more open to the idea that you would be having sex in a safe place and in a safe manner. I am not saying yes but I would like some time to think about it and talk to Kathryn before you two get together." I said, "That sounds fair." Kathryn went over, hugged her mom, and told her thanks. I decided to take my leave and since I was dressed, I took the long way for a jog home. I did get up early the next morning and did my full workout but only jogged three miles. I swam the full distance. My leg muscles felt good but my bone would get a little sore from the pounding and I didn't want to push it. I had already missed most of the cross-country season so there wasn't a point in pushing it too much. After school the next day, I saw Kathryn with the girls. They would be talking the whole time but never tell me what the plan was. I was just supposed to follow along. As long as I was happy with what they had set up for me, I didn't complain. We drove to my house and they all got out. They all followed me up to my room and stood there. I started to undress and Robin came up to me and dropped to her knees. She took me in her mouth and gave me a blowjob. Amy and Kathryn watched and did rub themselves a little but neither got off. After I came, Robin said, "Let's go. We are playing tennis." They had taken Kathryn under their wing and the three of them were going to work out. Robin started to play with Kathryn and I walked on the next court with Amy. We hit two balls and I knew that I didn't have the lateral movement to keep up and the starting and stopping would not be very good for me. I changed the rules. "Amy, the new rules for you are that you need to hit the ball back to me so that I can hit it from where I am and it has to be in bounds. You will spend your time with me working on ball placement." That is exactly what we did. I did jog around and would stop, pick out a spot and she would try to hit to that spot. Sometimes she had a choice between hitting to my forehand or backhand. Sometimes I was standing out of bounds so she had to place one right on the sideline as the only place to hit it. I hit it wherever I wanted so she had to use different strokes to get it to the right spot. She was very frustrated at first but started to approach shots differently so she was set up to change direction. It started to be challenging but fun. After a half hour, we switched partners and I did the same thing with Robin. She was better at it and we got into some long rallies. I had Kathryn as my last opponent and she didn't do as well but she had a great attitude and apologized for her mistakes. Afterwards we all sat around and talked about what we did and they all enjoyed the new drill and the new opponents. They asked if I could help them everyday so they would have four. I said that I would for now. The next day when I went in to change, Amy took her place in front of me and helped me out. They girls on the other court played each other but I got out the ball machine and had it shoot over the net. I was playing net and the girls had to do a passing shot either past or over me and still keep it in bounds. They again liked the change of pace and something new. It gave them a moving target that they could react to quickly. Wednesday Kathryn stepped forward in my room. I stopped her and asked, "Did you talk to your mom?" "I did. I told her that you have been helping me with tennis and that I was going to give you a blowjob today. She even gave me some advice." "Don't tell me all of your mom's tricks. Just show me." Kathryn did well. She did get a little tired but she did a good job and even swallowed when she was done. I gave her a big hug and a kiss. Amy and Robin gave her a pat on the back and a hug as well. I think they were both very proud. I didn't play that day but had them play two on one. The person playing as a single was trying to use the passing shots and placement shots to overpower the other two. I had my racket just in case but they all did well and swapped players every so often. Thursday Kathryn jumped into my arms when I met them out front. She said, "Jill almost fell out of her chair last night at dinner when I was telling mom about the blowjob I gave you. She was ready for mom to kill me and mom replied, "Did he like it when you used your tongue on his balls? Jill was furious and was then getting mad at mom for not getting mad at me. Mom turned to her and said, "Jill you have never come to me and asked if it would be OK for you to give Sam a blowjob or ask me for advice on how to do it well." Amy said, "No way, she did not." "She did. Jill said to mom that she would have just gotten mad and told her no. Mom told her that she didn't have the respect to tell her what she was doing so she could only leave her to herself to make her own mistakes. She said that I had come to her to talk about having sex with Britt and oral sex with Britt so she was helping me. Jill was stunned. I told Jill that I didn't want to have sex in the back of a car all the time and the only way I could use my room was to get mom's permission." Robin said, "I wish I would have been there. Can I come over for dinner tonight?" I said, "You should all have a sleep over on Friday and Mrs. Faxon can answer questions about girl on girl sex. I can come over and watch." "That sounds like fun but I don't think I want to have Mrs. Faxon there." Amy replied. I said, "Maybe Kathryn can take some notes and we can have the sleep over somewhere else." Robin said, "It is my turn so let's get rolling." When I was changing, I saw Robin take off her shorts and then lay on my bed. "Show her how to eat some pussy Britt." I did what she asked me to do and Robin showed her how to have an orgasm. I told them all, "I am fine giving as well as receiving but if I have to wait until Tuesday before it is my turn to receive again I think I want a new schedule. Why don't we pick two girls and I can give and receive at the same time each day. That is, unless it is that time of the month and then you can give or watch." "I can live with that," said Amy. We went over and played tennis and the girl with me practiced serving and receiving serves. Friday, Amy let Kathryn go ahead of her in line and Kathryn rode my face while Amy took my load in her mouth. She called me later that night to see if I wanted to come over. I didn't have other plans so I rode my bike over. I walked in and Kathryn gave me a hug and a kiss in the entryway. Jill was home now that football season was over. She wanted to watch a movie so we sat on the couch. Jill came in and I said hello. She wasn't in a very good mood and I asked if everything was all right. She said, "I was pissed at Kathryn but now I am pissed at myself. Sam and I used to have sex in the back of a car once or twice a week hoping that no one would catch us. I thought I was so smart and no one ever caught us. Mom says she new that we were doing it the first time she did laundry after we had sex." "Your mom smells your underwear?" "No she could oh never mind. What I was saying was Kathryn sat down and talked with her and can do whatever she wants without breaking her back in the back seat. I wasted three years of great sex for three years of mediocre sex." I said, "You should blame it on the car." Kathryn started to laugh and I heard a snicker out of the living room where Mrs. Faxon was reading. Jill started to respond but didn't and then just sat back to watch the movie. Kathryn leaned into me and I put my arm around her. We were watching Young Frankenstein. I had seen it before so I just held Kathryn and rubbed her boobs a bit. During one of the commercials, Kathryn got a light blanket to cover her body while she sat on my lap and as soon as she put my hand up under her shirt Jill just got up and walked off. I did feel some nice flesh as we watched the movie. Jill came back about twenty minutes later and Kathryn asked if she felt better now. Jill told her to shut up. After the movie, I was going to walk home. Mrs. Faxon had gone to bed so Kathryn walked me out. I told her she was a bad girl to tease her sister and that bad girls get spankings until they change. "I am sorry", she said. "I guess it was mean to do that. I will tell her I am sorry too. I am just so happy. You make me feel good." Two weeks later was her birthday and her mom had some people over for a cookout and party on Friday night. Her dad and her grandparents were there. Mrs. Faxon invited Amy, Robin and I, and a couple of girls that had grown up with Kathryn. We had pizza. Her mom made an awesome carrot cake and served it with vanilla ice cream. The girls chipped in and got her a nice tennis outfit and I got her a necklace with a tennis racket pendant for a birthday gift. Robin told me that I was getting soft in my old age and handed me the tassel on her necklace. I met everyone and spent some time talking with Jill. She really was a nice girl. I did get some alone time with Kathryn and asked if she wanted to use my room or hers. I was surprised when she said. "Jill is spending the night at a friend's house. I think I would like to be here if you are all right with it. Mom will be home but she said that she would give us our privacy." I told her that if that made her happy then I was fine with it. I told her that I wanted to take her to dinner first and I was going to ask Doug to drive us around but if she wanted her mom to drive then she could ask her. She said that her mom had been such a friend to her through all of this that she would like her to drive and would ask her. She came back and said that they would pick me up at 6 pm. I told her to dress casual but nice and that her mom should dress the same. We went over to La Cantina I made her mom come in but let her sit at a different table. This place has been around since the 30's and they know how to fix a steak. Kathryn ordered a small filet and I had the NY strip. I don't know what Katie ordered. After dinner, we drove back to their house and her mom had to give her a hug and a kiss before she went to her room. I was comfortable with Kathryn and the two previous weeks had made her comfortable with me for the most part. I got undressed and so did she. I started by having her lay down and I gave her a massage. I started on her scalp and then down to her neck, shoulders, arms, back, ass, legs and then feet. I was thirty minutes into the massage when I rolled her over and went back to her face and shoulders. I started with circles on her breast and then some nibbles and kisses. I wanted to relax her first and then turn on the engine. Light sucks got her started and then I moved my hands down her stomach as I continued to work on her budding breasts. She did reach up and pet my head for a bit before I kissed my way down her belly. When I made it to her trimmed pubic hair, I lifted up and went down to her feet. I worked my way up her right leg and then her left. There was only one place left and by now the anticipation was building. I pushed out on her thighs and moved my face down for a kiss on her lower lips. They were open and waiting. I licked deep into her cunt and tasted her goodness. I licked and kissed my way up to her clit as my fingers filled in where my tongue had just left. I licked her clit and pushed the hood back and I used my tongue to welcome it to the party. I felt for her G-spot and she started to moan. She had her first orgasm and I know her mom heard it on the other side of the house. She thrust her hips up off the bed as she came. I relaxed on the G-spot and continued to kiss and lick her labia so she didn't come all the way down. After a couple minutes, I went back to sucking on her clit with my lips, as I flicked the tip with my tongue. She lit up again with a loud squeal. As she came back down, I got on my knees and got into position to enter her. I looked over to see some shadows moving under the door. I would guess it was Katie but I wasn't going to stop and let Mrs. Faxon ruin the first time for Kathryn. I lined up the head of my cock and slid it into her. I stopped about half way to check for her acceptance and when I got the smile and nod, I proceeded forward to finish the trip. As I bottomed out, I again checked that she was OK and she was. I did a couple slow strokes and changed the angel to make sure she got the most pleasure. I didn't want to go too hard or too fast, but after fifteen minutes, she came a third time. I told her she was doing great. I said, "Kathryn, you are a wonderful lover and I want to cum deep in side of you. I want you to feel my sperm shooting into you. I am going to speed up and if you are not comfortable let me know." She nodded and I picked up the pace. I was going at 75%, when she put her legs behind me and told me that she wanted it harder. She kept saying "harder" and "faster." I came a little later and my first blast of sperm started a chain reaction. She was right behind me with the loudest orgasm of the night. At that point, she could not take any more. I stayed up on my arms while I caught my breath. I slid out of her, lay beside her and kissed her. I told her that she was a great lover and I was happy to be with her. She pulled me in for a big hug and said, "Britt thank you for taking your time with me, and for making me feel so special." "Happy Birthday baby." I did let her rest while I went into her bathroom and turned on the shower. I got a washcloth damp and came back for a quick clean up. I then took her across to the shower and washed her from head to toe. I dried her but didn't have any clothes for her. We went back and she got into bed. I climbed in and held her while I kissed her and made her feel special. After she dosed off I put on my boxers and went out to get something to drink. Katie was surprised when I walked into the family room. She had her hand in her sleeping shorts. I walked into the kitchen and looked for some juice or a non-diet soda. There was actually some Gatorade so I poured some into a cup. Katie had gotten up and followed me into the kitchen. She asked how Kathryn was. "I think that if you asked a hundred girls about their first time she would be in the top one percent. She was not in the back of a car. She wasn't worried about her mom catching her. We took our time and over the last ninety minutes, she came four times. The last one was at the same time I was cumming in her. I made it special but so did you. I offered to take her to my house but she wanted to be close by to you. I think you made the right decision." "I do too. I feel bad for Jill and all that she went through with Sam. I was being pig headed and she was hiding it behind my back." She hugged me and thanked me for taking care of her daughter. Her robe came open as we hugged and she had some nice sized titties on her. I pulled her back so I could feel them against my chest before she could cover up. I grabbed her ass and then grabbed another cup of Gatorade for Kathryn. I went back in to wake her up to get some fluids in her before she went to sleep. I told her that I was going home and she should call me in the morning. I got a neck hug and a kiss before I left. I got another one at the door from her mom. Katie said, "If you weren't here for my daughter I would take you to my bed." I told her good night and walked home. It was just under a mile but the weather was nice. It was only around 10 pm and I saw mom and Bill skinny-dipping in the pool. So I did a detour to grab a coke and went up to bed. Sunday my leg felt good so I went for another run at the same pace. I went in the lake for my swim for the first time. I prefer the open water but was being cautious in the pool for a while. When I got out of the lake, I noticed things lying around the boathouse. After breakfast, I spent most of the day cleaning the boathouse. Everything came out and I either threw it away or returned it to its proper place. I then swept everything out and the place looked great. I was dirty and sweaty and after a shower, I came down for some dinner. I was looking for something but couldn't find anything interesting. Mom walked in and I asked if she was hungry. She was so I asked her to drive us up to Maitland to get some cheese steak sandwiches at Kappy's. She ran her hand over her tummy. I am not sure if it made her hungry or she was figuring out how much weight she would be gaining. We sat on a picnic bench and had our subs. Mom only ate half but I told her that I would take the other half for lunch so I could save her the calories. We talked about Bill. Things had heated up since the morning they went to brunch. She was very happy and I was happy for her. We talked about school, how my leg was doing before we drove home. Monday started normally but ended weird. I was up early to do my workout and Doug drove me to school and sat with me at lunch. After school, I walked out and saw Amy, Robin and Kathryn talking and they seemed serious. I walked up, said hello, and pulled Kathryn in for a hug. I said, "How are you feeling today?" "Britt, we need to talk." she said. "Ok do you want to talk here, in the car or at my house?" "Let's go to your house." I think that Amy and Robin knew what this was about but kept quiet. When we got there, I started to go upstairs to change but the girls said they would wait for me in the family room. I came walking down in my tennis clothes but was carrying my shoes. I sat down and started to put them on when Kathryn said, "Greg Sanders asked me to be his girlfriend today." I didn't want to say the wrong thing so I finished with the shoe. I sat up and asked, "How do you feel about that?" "I think he is cute. He is a junior and is the quarterback on the football team. You said that I was free to be with others and find a boyfriend," she said. "What did you tell him?" I asked. "I told him to let me think about it for a day, and I would tell him tomorrow. I really want to say yes. I would be in the right crowd next year when you and the girls are gone." "Kathryn, you are a very beautiful girl and I can see why any man would want to be with you. My biggest hope is that you will be happy. I don't want this to come out the wrong way so let's talk like the way you talk with your mom about sex. We will try to be logical and make sure you are doing things for the right reasons, alright?" "Ok." "Did you tell anyone about us making love?" "I told two of my girlfriends. I talked to mom and I am pretty sure that Jill knows." "That is fine. My only concern is that one of those girls may have told someone and so on until a certain Greg Sanders heard about it. The timing is kind of suspicious." I said. "I don't think that any of my friends would do that and Greg didn't say anything about it." "Kathryn, I had fun with you and I care for you. If you want to date Greg then I want you to be happy and have friends after we leave for college. Just make sure that in the way back of your mind that you make sure that you are not a one-night stand. That is not what he is proposing and it is not what you are buying. I don't own you and you have not made a commitment to me so you are free to make your choices without my permission. I just want you to be happy and if Greg is what makes you happy then I am happy for you." "Britt, I thought you would be mad and yell at me. You are doing what you said you would do. I even wanted the girls here just in case." "Kathryn, you have blossomed over the last few weeks. You gave me a very special gift to be your friend and your lover. We talked to your mom like adults and we just talked together like adults. I hope you hold Greg to the same standards. I hope that this experience gave you the ability to see and feel true love. It is very different when you make love with someone that cares for you. I hope that you hold Greg or any other boy you are ever with to those same standards. You are a diamond; you are a very special, beautiful, loving and caring person. Don't lower your standards for others. When you leave college, even your closest friends will fade to casual friends. I don't expect you to marry Greg but if you do make sure he is not a C student but someone willing to work for his future and your future. Can I have a hug and kiss before you go to your new stud?" She did come over and gave me a hug. I still only had on one shoe so it was a little weird. Amy and Robin re-told her the same things I did. I put on my other shoe and I went with them to the courts. Amy also got a new semi-serious boyfriend. Robin was still dating Scott. I was back on my own. Robin still would get with me every now and then but the daily blowjobs dropped off. It was a few weeks later when there was a big dance at school and I didn't feel like going that I was out riding my bike and rode by Kathryn's house. I saw her and her sister double dating and getting into a car with Greg and Jill's date Randy Himes. I was friendly and pulled over to tell them that they all looked nice. Kathryn said they were going to dinner and then to the dance. I wished them a great time and they drove off. I was already in the neighborhood and I was in a frisky mood so I went up and knocked on the door. Mrs. Faxon (Katie) answered. She said, "Hi Britt, you just missed the girls. They both went to the dance tonight." "And they left you home all alone? I remember you once saying, if I wasn't with your daughter that you would take me to your bed. Does that offer still stand?" I had taken her completely off guard. She replied, "That was in the spur of the moment. It wouldn't be right." "Ok, I was in the neighborhood and thought I would stop by. I know that you are attracted to younger men so I thought I would take a shot." "Who told you that I liked younger men?" "No one. I did see you at my house one time and it looked like the men you were with were on the younger side of those in attendance." "You saw me at your house? Did you say anything to the girls?" "Katie, I am not like that. If I were like that, I would have just blackmailed you when Kathryn was thinking about becoming sexually active. I was just having a quick fantasy when I saw the girls pull out. I know that my mom was frustrated after dad and she broke up. You should do something to get back in the game. I don't mean me. Take a class, join a club, go to church, or whatever. Just get out of the house so that single men can have a chance at you. You have a lovely home but you can't hide in here and expect to meet new people." "Do you want to come in for a while Britt?" "No, I will go finish my ride. Before I go, how are Kathryn and Greg doing?" "She said that she now thinks he knew that she had slept with you before he asked her out. They got into a fight and he backed down. I think that she is going to give him a shot after the dance tonight but she has become the head of the relationship. She said you tried to warn her but she was being childish. She said she asked about his grades and when he told her C's, she got mad and asked him if he was lazy or if she was dating a dummy. He has started to work harder at school. I think she saw her mistake but is trying to fix it on her own." "I am glad that she cares enough about herself to make it work." I rode home and listened to music. I should have asked a single girl to the dance but would have rather just gone out to a club if I were old enough. There is too much pageantry for a high school dance. When tennis season started, Robin was number one and Amy was number two. Kathryn would bounce back and forth with another senior for third and fourth spot. As a freshman, she looked very good as a tennis player. As a girl, she looked great. I did go to most of there matches and I remember a huge point when Kathryn smoked a passing shot right by he opponent and it landed perfectly in bounds right on the line. The few spectators all cheered and she looked right at me and mouthed, "Thanks." I finished the school year strong and took all the college tests. I applied to Florida, Florida State and Stanford. All three accepted me but I had it down to either Florida or Stanford. Both were good schools but one was close to home and the other would be like starting a brand new life. ------- Chapter 11 I finished high school and walked across the stage and since I was not valedictorian, I did not have to speak. I did hear a few cheers when I picked up my diploma. My mom, dad and the grandparents were in the audience. Afterwards we went to dinner at the club. Most of the kids in my class were heading to the beach for the week, but due to my age, I decided not to go. All of my friends were eighteen and would be heading to the clubs and bars at night. Besides that, I was going to college and needed to get ready. I started my summer by taking some college classes in summer school. My plan was to take two classes so I could get the feel for the University of Florida campus. Robin did stop by to say goodbye. She was going to be playing tennis for the University of South Florida Bulls in Tampa. She had broken up with Scott. He was going to UNC to become a Tar Heel. She still had her necklace on and unclasped so I unzipped, and told her to get busy. I am not sure if she was a submissive or more likely a thrill seeker and exhibitionist. She was the dominant one with Scott but she always enjoyed when I played with her and dominated her. I left for school about two weeks after I graduated from high school. Mom took me up to the campus and we had some back and forth discussions about where I would be living. Although I had signed up to stay in a dorm, I was still only fifteen years old. The school had some concerns about my age and with me living with a bunch of eighteen year olds. There were RA's in the dorms, but they couldn't watch me 24/7 and the school was concerned that some of the older students would pick on me. To resolve the standoff, I offered a suggestion that they did accept. There is a dorm on campus for graduate students. They were older, more mature, and less likely to hang me out of the third floor window by my underwear. I know I was young but had just pushed through 6' 2" and in good shape. The other thing about North Hall was that they had some private rooms that would allow me to sleep without worrying about my roommate or the school worrying about my roommate. Therefore, we all agreed that they would provide me with a private room in the dorm across from the baseball field and I would live with a bunch of twenty-two to twenty-four year olds who wouldn't beat me up. I moved in and Mom took me to dinner before heading home. Everyone expected me to cry and call home but I didn't. Most of the other people in the dorm were pretty nice. The thing about the dorm was that all the residents were older. They didn't have or need an RA. They did have a dorm head elected by the others on the floor. Our floor's dorm head was a chemistry major named Brett Miller. His roommate, Reggie Dawson, was a shorter black guy who was working on his Law degree. He came into the room while I was talking to Brett and gave me a nod. He asked if I played basketball and I said I could play but I was more into pickup games and not into organized leagues. He nodded again and said that they played most nights for a couple hours after dinner and that if I wanted to play to let him know. The next day was for settling into the dorm and going over all of the rules. I was in North Hall. Brett came to my door. "Britt, I am here to talk about the rules. I am not your mom. Pick up after yourself. If you have a problem with another resident go talk to them nicely and if you can't work it out come talk to me. Don't leave dishes in the kitchen and if you smoke pot, put a towel under the door so it isn't too obvious in the hall. Any questions? No, good. Sign here." Now what was I to do for the rest of the day? I went out to the lawn behind the dorm. There were girls lying out getting a tan, guys throwing a football, a girl, and two guys throwing a Frisbee and doing some tricks and funky throws. I sat down to watch and they asked if I wanted to play. The triangle turned into a square and off we went. I only knew how to throw one way but could throw it straight so they didn't complain or ask me to leave. We played for about an hour until one of the guys had to leave and since it was his Frisbee, the game was over. The girl came over, said "Hi," and introduced herself as Karen. She asked if I lived in Tolbert. (She asked this since we were on the lawn between the two dorms). I pointed as I said that I had just moved into North. She said that she lived in North but that I didn't look old enough. "Karen, I am working on my MD. I am going to be a gynecologist." She looked at me and then started laughing. "What is this?" and she started pointing to some bones. "Clavicle, Scapula, Tarsal, Metatarsal, Patella, Femur". When she pointed to her sternum I said, "Heaven." "Close but not quite. What are you really studying?" "Karen, don't you trust me?" "You do know some bones but I am a 2nd year med student. I know everyone in the program or have at least seen everyone. I also am the TA for Dr. Howard." "What if I had just transferred in from another school?" "Then Dr. Howard would have approved it and I would have processed the paperwork, including the ID badges for the hospital." "Ok, you caught me; I am just an amateur gynecologist. I am still learning but I don't get too many complaints." She smiled at that and we walked back into the dorm. "Were you lying about living here as well?" "No, I am here in Room 105. I overlook the field. Do you want something to drink?" I was asking while unlocking the door. She poked her head in but didn't come into the room. "How did you get a single? I have been on the waiting list since I got here." "I was highly recruited and the higher ups at the school had to meet certain demands for me to attend. I can't be practicing medicine with a roommate. It would break doctor-patient confidentiality." "OK, Doc, I will see you in class." She said as she walked toward the stairs. I did see Reggie and he asked if I wanted to have dinner and play some ball. I said "sure," and changed into some gym shorts and a t-shirt. I started walking to the cafeteria in the basement of Tolbert Hall and he was walking towards an exit door. I turned and followed him. I figured he was going to grab a bite at a restaurant and I had the cash. Grandpa had also gotten me a credit card from the trust with my name on it, to insure that I had as much money as I needed for school. I jogged to catch up with Reggie and we walked toward the stadium. It is just catty-corner across the intersection. He walked down some steps and he opened a door. It was the athletic cafeteria. The food looked much better. I asked Reggie if it was OK for me to be in here and he said "It was open to all students except when it was closed for certain pre-game meals." Since he looked very fit, I asked if he played on one of the teams. He replied that he wasn't on any teams but worked here for his student work program. I grabbed a chicken breast and a Caesar salad and put them together. He had a burger. After the meal, we walked over to the indoor courts next to the stadium. Everyone knew him when he walked in. There were four black guys already there, and with us we made six, perfect for a three-on-three. I was with Reggie and another guy named Tony. We were skins so I took off my shirt in case they couldn't tell the one white guy. Reggie took off his shirt and he looked pretty ripped, but the thing that stood out the most was a scar on his arm. While we were warming up and just shooting around, I asked what had happened to his arm. He answered me saying "The same thing that happened to him," as he pointed at Tony who had the same scar, "And those guys," as he pointed to the guys wearing shirts. It turned out to be a brand they wore for being members of the Alpha Phi Alpha fraternity. It looked painful. We played three games and I did OK. I hadn't played in a while so my shot was off some but I was in good shape and did well in the later games when the others were tired. On the way back, I asked if there was a place to swim on campus. He led me to the gym across the street from the dorm. We walked around back and into a door. He showed me where he worked out in a small gym. We walked past that and into the locker room. We walked out a door at the other end and entered into the main swimming pool for the university team. I later learned that Reggie was the former president of the Alpha Phi Alpha fraternity, and when he graduated he moved out of the house and into North Hall. He still stopped by from time to time and many guys stopped by the dorm to see him. The pledges would stop by as well because the fraternity brothers would send them over to do things for him as part of their pledge tasks. Many times, some of the little sisters would stop by as well. The next morning I was up early and went for my run. The campus had more hills than I was used to, and North Hall was on top of the hill. No matter where I ran, it was always uphill on the way home. After the run, I grabbed a towel and some trunks and followed the trail that Reggie had led me down and jumped in to swim laps. The pool was Olympic length and I enjoyed swimming without having to turn so many times. I swam 10 laps down and back or 1,000 yards. It was a little longer but I was fine. I had done my pushups and sit-ups before the run so I was done with my workout. I walked back to the dorm, took a shower and got ready for orientation. They talked about everything. I listened with one ear and looked at the different girls in the auditorium. My hormones were kicking in and I was horny all of the time. I was whacking off three times a day. I needed to find a girl. This might prove to be difficult since I was younger than the entire campus and about eight years younger than most everyone else in my dorm. When I was a senior, the freshmen would just be a year younger. I guess my goal will be to date freshmen for all four years. Not a bad plan. The next week we started classes. I was taking Calculus for Business and Photography. The first class was so I could get it behind me and the other was to see how far I wanted to go with my photography and find out what I didn't know. Calculus was just what I expected. I would go to the lecture, and then go to the breakout class with a foreign exchange student from India trying to explain what you didn't understand in the lecture, and then meeting with a nice person in thick glasses, who would finally help me to understand the work in the math lab after hours. I should just hire "coke bottle lens" to teach me the entire class. I did well but had to work hard. I was studying and spending a lot of time in the math lab to make sure I finally understood the work. I guess the extra work paid off because I received an A in the class. Photography was a much smaller class and it was definitely not a required course for a business major. There were sixteen girls and four guys in the class. It was a beginner's class and the first day the teacher asked us to stand and introduce ourselves and tell the class what type of experience we had if any in photography and why we were taking the class. I was one of only two freshmen in the class. Most had taken classes in high school. Most were art students in other areas like drawing or painting. Then it was my turn. "My name is Britt. I am brand new to the school as an incoming freshman. I am taking the class to learn more about photography. I have been self-taught and with the help of a friend, I know the basics. My friend also has a dark room so I am comfortable developing negatives and prints. I enjoy photographing landscapes, nature, action shots and the human body, preferably nudes. I only have experience with black and white and have not done any color work." The teacher, Ms. Widener, asked how old I was. I told her I was fifteen and would be sixteen in a few weeks. She asked if I would be willing to help others in the dark room if anyone needed help. I said that it depended on my schedule, that taking Calculus was like taking three classes instead of one. That got a laugh. She asked if I had brought any photos to school with me, that she would like to see where I was before we started class. She asked other students that had done work before to bring theirs in as well. We started into Chapter 1, Getting to Know Your Camera. I actually learned a few things so I was happy to sit through the rest of the stuff I already knew. I could also understand the teacher, so that was nice too. When I entered the class the next day there were several students with albums on their desk. I had my backpack, like I always do, and just set it on the floor. When class started, Ms. Widener walked around and flipped through the albums. She would hold up any interesting shots and would ask the student about the techniques used or what they were trying to achieve when they took the shot. When she came to me, she asked if I had brought any prints. I reached for my pack and brought out an accordion file. I blushed and said I didn't have an album like all of the girls. She gave me a warm smile and asked how I had arranged the file? I told her that I didn't have a system; that they are more in chronological order. I just remember around when I took something and can quickly find it. She started in the front of my folder with the shots in the park. Next she was onto the early action shots, and then she moved to the people shots and all the things you would normally find on the coffee table album in any home. Next were the pictures of Robin. She slowed down and studied them closely. She asked me some questions about taking nude photographs. She asked me if being so young made it hard to get over the feelings and properly concentrate on the pictures. I was trying to gather my thoughts when I started to speak, "It was hard..." before I could pick my next word the whole class was laughing. I just smiled and said, "That too." They laughed some more but it was funny. "If you look at the picture, what I was GOING to say was that it was hard to get her to relax. I did not want a posed shot of a Playboy model on a set. I wanted a natural person doing natural things in a natural way, just without clothes." I got a few more giggles and the teacher asked if she could pass a couple around? It was Robin so I said sure. She picked out the ones of her making sandwiches and licking the mustard off her finger. She also pulled out the goose bumps shot. I enjoyed the looks on people's faces as they looked at the photos. She went through a few more, and the ones of Robin with my cock in her mouth or Sheila with her hand up her cunt went right back in the file after she had looked at them for artistic value. Then she came upon some pictures of the downtown buildings, a track meet and then Courtney. These had been more posed and more anonymous. There was no face, just the body. She asked about these and the difference from Robin fixing lunch. I explained that my subject, due to her age and shyness, wanted to pose for me, but feared having the pictures get out later. To support her needs, we did more posing and experimenting with light and shadow without her face being in the pictures. She pulled out three with the same pose and held them up. "What do you see class?" One of the girls in the front row said that they were the same but had different looks. Another said the contrast was different. Another thought I had used different exposures while developing. Then she asked me to tell the class how I had gotten the same picture to look so different. I answered the question by telling them, "In the picture on the left, that is her natural dry skin. I loved the pose because the light and shadows highlighted her tight muscles and the light silhouetted her nipples. I had to keep them hard for the next shots. For the middle picture, I used a misting bottle to spray water lightly on her skin to give it a sheen, like a light sweat or after a round of lovemaking. For the last shot, I oiled her body with baby oil. This gave her a high gloss finish that really made the contrast from light to dark that much bolder. I thought the first was good when I took it. I thought the second one was great and then the last, well it is one of my favorites." Ms. Widener looked through some more and she looked at me when she saw Robin skiing without bottoms on and then the optical illusion of my cock that I did for Beth. This got me a raised eyebrow and a smirk. One of the girls asked what it was but she did not respond. She looked through some more and pulled out a picture of my mom walking on the beach at sunset. "What is the meaning behind this picture?" "That one is kind of personal. I love that picture as well." "I can tell. It comes through on the print. You don't have to tell but I want everyone in the class to be able to take pictures like these, adding what goes into these pictures beyond point and click." I made up my mind quickly and then just let it flow. "My mom had been addicted to drugs and was in a bad relationship with my dad. I took her away and stayed with her for two weeks while the drugs purged from her system. I held her though the puking and the cold sweats, and through the agony and the moaning, and when she came out the other side she was better. She had on a white sundress and we went down to walk on the beach at sunset. I took this at sunset and I know it is sunset but although it represents that part of her life ending, I see it more as a sunrise with the new life beginning a new day with everything new. I was very proud of her and with the white dress on, she looked fresh." I wiped a tear from my eye and looked at my desk. Ms. Widener spoke softly, "I knew there was a story behind this picture. A picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand emotions. Britt just opened up to help you all become better at photography. As you leave I want you to stop by the picture hanging on the board and I want you to see what he saw when he took it and what he still sees on that page." It was very somber, and a handful of girls stopped to say thank you for sharing my photos. I was the last to leave. Ms. Widener thanked me for sharing and apologized for putting me on the spot. She knew there was something behind the picture but if she had known how personal it was she wouldn't have pushed. I shrugged and told her it was OK. It was a sad time that turned into a happy time. I quickly fell into a routine. I was up in the morning around 6 am then did my pushups and sit-ups, my five-mile run and 1,000 yard swim, and finally finished with a shower. I would then walk to the news shop for a local paper and the Wall Street Journal (WSJ), walk back to the cafeteria under the stadium for coffee and breakfast, and read the papers. I had my first class at 9 am. It was calculus. At 1 pm, I had photography so I would spend the time in between by having lunch and figuring out the calculus in the lab or at the lunch table. After 2:30, I was done for the day. I would study if I had anything else that would require attention. I would play basketball with Reggie after dinner. If I saw Karen, I would play Frisbee with her. I had a lot of free time and didn't want to sit around in my room doing nothing, so I met new people, and when invited I would do different things. If I saw three guys from the dorm going to play golf, I would ask if they needed a fourth. If they did, I went golfing with them. I did go to practice with Karen one afternoon to watch them play Ultimate Frisbee, and they asked me to play since it was summer and they were short of bodies. As I was saying, it became a routine after just a couple days. I guess that I wasn't the only one. I would see the same two guys in the small gym as I left the pool three days a week. I would see the same cute blonde girl jogging as I came up the hill for my last mile, two or three times a week. The last routine made it comfortable and enjoyable. One day, on the way back from playing basketball, I asked Reggie if he knew where I could get some pot. I enjoyed it from time to time and it made me think about my mom. He told me I shouldn't start that stuff, I was too young and it would eat into my wallet. I told him I wasn't looking for a lecture just some weed. "If you can't help me out, just say so." "I can help you out, I just sometimes wish I never started." When we got back to the dorm, he walked into his room and then waved me in. Brett was out, so it was just the two of us. He opened a drawer and I couldn't see what he was doing. He finally came out with a bag and asked if that was what I was looking for? It was a small bag with some brown leaves. "Reggie, I thought we were friends. Either you think I am dumb enough to buy your seeds and stems or you are buying from the wrong guy." "I was just checking to see what you were up to. I forgot about this old bag. When it dried out, I hadn't thrown it away. I wanted to make sure you were for real and not just trying to look older and cool." He then pulled out a bag of the biggest hairiest buds I had seen. He pulled two out and dropped them on a scale. He then slid them into a zip lock and handed it to me. "First one is on the house. This is the famous Gainesville Green. You can't find any better in town." I thanked him and asked if there was a Head Shop in town. He told me where it was. I thanked him again and headed to my room to drop off the bag of weed and get the stuff for my shower. I ran by the place the next morning but it wasn't open. I saw that they didn't open until 11 am, but were open until 8 pm at night. When I got to the pool afterwards, I started to look at the building and dive platforms, the lines on the pool and the stands for the crowds. I am always here when it is dark. I had a thought that I should stop by and take some pictures when the light is coming through the windows. Calculus was still hard but the class had seemed to slow down because others were having trouble keeping up. Since I worked hard at it every day, I understood what they were teaching. I was even reading ahead so I would understand the basics. This way, I would be in a better position to try to understand the more difficult parts. I rolled into photography class a little early. Ms. Widener was there getting the class ready for its first trip into the darkroom. She said hello and apologized again for putting me on the spot. We had fifteen minutes until class started, so we talked. She said I had an interesting eye for framing and said she liked the one of the coke bottle. I told her that I had done that for a female admirer of mine who was having trouble with jealousy. That was to show her that she was still hot enough to turn young studs' heads while her husband was drooling over the babysitter. She was somewhat taken aback by my straight talking bravado. I was enjoying this too much, and what I was saying would be bold for a nineteen-year-old but from a fifteen-year-old, it was even more unsettling because she was more intrigued to figure out where I was coming from. She went into flirt mode. "So what would I have to do to get you to make a picture like that for me? I would also be concerned that the picture may not be a self-portrait but a body double." "Well, I could show you the mole on my leg or we could go somewhere and I could show you the technique I used to create the optical illusion. You of course would have to show me your technique as well to be fair." She was blushing pretty hard by now, but just then the first student entered. It was interesting to see how the class filled in. I was in the center of the room, third row, and they just seemed to make circles around me filling in the closest spot. The first one started asking about my photos and then the next would come in and ask another question. We finally wound down and the teacher broke us up into groups of five for work in the dark rooms. She showed us all of the equipment and told us each to take a roll of film worth of pictures before class tomorrow so we could then develop the negatives. No subject was required. "Being in focus makes it easier," she said at the end of class. I lifted my backpack and headed out. One of the girls in my group stopped me. Her name was Carrie. She was about five foot and oriental, and she was in a denim mini skirt and tank top. She said that she liked the photos that I took. She was an art student and worked mostly in charcoal drawings. She wanted to know if I would help her during the class. We didn't really have any assignments yet except to take a roll of pictures, so we could try to develop them without ruining them. I told her I was going to walk over to the pool to take some pictures, and I asked if she wanted to walk with me. As we walked down the sidewalk, I remembered the Head Shop across the street and asked if it was OK to stop in for a minute? She said it looked like an interesting place. We crossed the street and entered the shop. It was crowded, not with people but with stuff. Incense, tie-dye everything, bongs, hookahs, pipes, papers, scales, black lights, posters, lava lamps and on and on. Carrie was looking at the t-shirts and I thought she was cute so I took out my camera and snapped a couple shots. There were things in the windows that refracted the sunlight so I got some interesting shots. This is one time where color photos may have been better. I was not fussy so I grabbed a small 10-inch plastic bong in red, $22 bucks. What a crazy mark up. I walked up to the counter and the Dude behind the counter looked at me. "How old are you dude?" "Why?" "You have to be 18 to buy tobacco products." "I wasn't planning on using it for tobacco, dude." "Well it is considered a tobacco pipe." "I was going to use it as a vase for flowers; big ones in the top and some smaller in the side port." "Sorry dude can't do it." Carrie came up and asked if she could borrow some money? I said sure how much? "I wanted to buy this red tobacco pipe, how much dude?" The guy looked at her, "that will be $23.60." I threw the money on the counter and she picked up the bag and put it in her backpack. We left and I thanked her. We continued our walk over to the pool. I thought that there must be a front door but I had always gone through the basement and locker room. I wasn't sure if Carrie wanted to go through the men's locker room so I went in the front door and finally found an unlocked door. We came in on the third floor. We then looked up at the top diving platform and down at the pool. The structure of the building was cool. The curb of the pool had four distinct lines rimming the pool. The steel rafters looked very industrial. The starting platforms had different lines depending on the angle and height that you were viewing them. The water itself could look like either glass when empty or a turbulent sea when a race was in progress. There were people in the pool practicing so Carrie and I just walked around and looked at different lines and shadows. I didn't mention that windows ringed the top and one end of the building was almost all glass. In the afternoon the sunlight was pouring in and it was almost like being outside. Carrie and I split up. I went down to the floor while she took pictures from up in the stands. It was a simple project so we were done in fifteen minutes. We walked out front and if she wanted something to drink, I told her that I lived across the street. If not, I asked if I could walk her home if that was OK. "Let's just go to your place. That way I can see the flowers you have for your vase." "They are still just buds but I think they will look OK." I knew that she would either get what I was saying and want to burn one or not get it and we could share a soda before she went home. She replied, "I think it looks like a nice bud vase." Things were looking good. As I let her in to my room, I grabbed a clean cup off the shelf and walked down to the kitchen. I grabbed some ice from the freezer and made a new tray. Remember rule number five or whatever. Then I put some water in the glass to get it nice and cold. I walked back to the room and found Carrie sitting on my couch. I guess I should describe my cell, I mean my room. It is about 10 feet wide by 20 feet deep with two windows at the far end. When you walk in, the door opens to the left into a small hallway created by the closet that takes up the right side. Once you clear the hall, I have a couch that is about 6 feet on the right hand wall, so if you are sitting on the couch you can't see out nor can someone walking by in the hall see you. I have a loft that takes up the far end of the room with a queen size mattress up there along with a lamp, a beanbag chair and a fan. It is only 5 feet from the loft to the ceiling so you have to crouch when you move around. Under the loft, I have a desk, a lamp, a fridge, and another fan. I have a coffee table in front of the couch and two chairs that are against the wall in front of the door. The desk has three drawers and in the bottom drawer in the back, is where I have my cigar box and the bag I got from Reggie. I pulled out the box and the bag and laid them on the desk. I grabbed a towel out of the closet and put it down in front of the door, then cracked the window by my desk and turned on the fan. Carrie spoke while I was setting up the room, "Nice place. I have never been in this dorm nor had any friends that have lived here. Are all of the rooms, singles?" "No, but there are a few; I got lucky to get this room." "Is this a co-ed dorm or just guys?" "There are three full floors and a basement that has only six rooms, or so they say. The first floor is guys and the other 2 1/2 are girls." Damn, I didn't have a lighter. "Carrie, I just remembered I don't have a lighter. Do you have one by any chance?" "No, I don't smoke. Cigarettes, I don't smoke cigarettes." "I will be right back." I knocked on Reggie's door with no answer, then Dan's and then Benji's. I know, I think about the actor dog whenever I hear the name--but blame his mother, I didn't name him. Benji had a roommate but his girlfriend was always there, 24/7. I hope Dan was getting a piece of that for the hassle. Well the door opened and there was the girlfriend. Shannon was 5' 6", had red hair, a small front and was wearing a thin robe. "Hey Shannon, is Benji around?" He wasn't there. I asked if there was a lighter in the room, I could borrow. She walked over to the desk drawer, opened it, pulled out a cheap Bic lighter, walked over and handed it to me. She said, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She had already closed the door before I could reply. I walked back to my room and as I walked in, Carrie was sitting on the couch with the bong ready to go and was counting out $100 bills. I knew how much was in there so I wasn't worried. "What's up?" "Who are you Britt? There is a lot of money in this box. I am at $5,000 and there is still more." "Well aren't you nosey. Maybe after we get high I should smack your ass for snooping around." There was no anger in my voice so she didn't take it as a serious threat. I tossed her the lighter and gave the lady first gesture. As she sucked the flame into the tube, I picked up the cash and stuck it back in the box. I didn't move the box but closed the lid so it wouldn't be staring us in the face. "This is good stuff." She spoke with that funny voice while you try to hold the smoke in your lungs while still communicating. I tend to take a break from communicating during the ritual of getting high. I took the pipe and the lighter and did not say a word as we passed it back and forth until I finally got the wave off to signal she was done. After we had both had our fill I put the bag back in the box and the box back in the drawer. I didn't have a sink in the room so I had to figure out what to do with the bong and the bong water. I finally set it on the desk and after putting on an album, I went to sit next to Carrie on the couch. Jim Croce's tribute album had just come out so I had placed it on the turntable and sat back for the first song. I looked over to Carrie and asked how she was doing. She said she was good and then asked the earlier question again. "Britt, you are not the ordinary college student. You are a 15-year-old non-art student taking photography. You have a portfolio of great pictures mostly nudes. You have your own room, killer pot and a stash of cash that would cover my entire semester including room and board. You are confident, good looking and comfortable talking with women. What else don't I know?" Reggie wasn't lying when he said it was the best stuff around. I felt pretty baked. "I got a huge cock and eat pussy better than most lesbians." She wasn't expecting that and started laughing. The pot had gotten her so baked that she couldn't stop laughing, so I started to laugh also. When we would stop, the silence would get us started again. My next action came so natural. I stood in front of her and signaled to ask if she wanted to see it? She licked her lips and then slid the zipper down slowly. I flipped the button open and my dick came out through the opening in my boxers and bounced a couple times before it settled at a 90-degree angle to my stomach. I then peeled off my shirt. Her eyes never left my cock until she reached out and wrapped her hand around the base. She then looked up and saw my six-pack, my chest and then my face. We had found a way to stop laughing. She stood and took off her top and then grabbed her skirt as it dropped to the floor. She had lost her sandals when she first came in and stood in just a pair of white cotton panties. I gave my shorts a nudge and they and my boxers hit the floor. I pressed my cock against her belly as I pulled her nipples into my chest. We started kissing which had her worked up pretty fast. She finally pushed back and came up for air. As she took off her last piece of clothing, she asked if I was really better than a lesbian was. I just pushed her back onto the couch and pushed the coffee table out of the way with the side of my leg. I forgot to mention the rug in the room. It wasn't the most comfortable rug but it was better than the terrazzo flooring. I started in on her. Like most of the women in the 70's, Carrie did not feel the need to trim so I just grinned as I used my fingers to find my way through the bushes to her moist pink center. I just kept up the assault until she begged for mercy. She came down after a few minutes and asked if I wanted her to return the favor? I just shook my head and told her that I wanted to fuck her beautiful pussy that I spent the last thirty minutes getting ready. She smiled and climbed up the short ladder to my bed. I was right behind her and she landed on her stomach. I landed on the bed straddling her ass. My cock was lying on her ass and my legs were on the outside of her thighs. I was sitting up and my hands were in the small of her back. She wanted to roll over but I held her in place. I reminded her about what happens to snooping girls and rubbed my hand on her ass as if I was warming up a spot to take a hit. She went crazy and started squirming, flailing, and laughing. I kept my weight on her and told her that if she was bad I may have to add more. She kept going. I finally smacked her, not hard but I got her attention. I got one more before we went into an all-out wrestling match. We rolled around and she tried to smack my ass. When we finally came to rest, she was on her back with me on her stomach and I had her hands pinned above her head. I leaned in and whispered in her ear. "Now here comes the real punishment. Are you ready for me?" She was breathing hard, either from the wrestling or because she was horny, but she was still breathing hard. Right before I moved between her legs, I did confirm she was on the pill. She was in college but you never know unless you ask. She confirmed she was ready, so in no time, she was riding me or I was riding her. I wasn't sure if she wanted it harder or she was trying to buck me off. She was thrusting up and we were slamming together. She was grunting like a modern day tennis player with each thrust. We went on for fifteen minutes until I was ready to explode. I gave a little grunt myself as I unloaded into her. By now, we were both sweating and breathing hard. It wasn't thirty seconds later that there was a knock at the door. I threw a sheet over Carrie and dragged myself down the ladder. I picked up the towel from the floor and looked through the peephole. It was Shannon. I opened the door. "I am sorry, our other lighter doesn't work and Benji is pissed that I gave you the one that does work. I waited until I thought you were done I am sorry." "Come in I have to find it." It wasn't on the coffee table. I opened the drawer and looked in the box but it wasn't there. Carrie finally sat up and held her sheet up to cover her tits. She told me to look on the desk by the bong. I had looked earlier but looked again and it found it in an empty cup. I checked it to make sure it still worked after being in the cup and it did. My towel came loose and my dick swung out in the open before I could get the towel back in place. Since Shannon was here, I asked her about Carrie and restrooms and showers. She said that she could use the restrooms on the second floor. If Carried wanted, she could take her upstairs and show her where they were. She told Carrie just to come get her and again told us how sorry she was. With a last glance at the towel, she was out the door. Carrie did go clean up on the second floor and I emptied the bong into a plastic cup before stashing it in the desk and then dumping the water in the bathroom. I had left the door open so I could take a 2-minute shower. I came out of the bathroom and was walking to my room when I saw Carrie re-enter the room. I asked if she wanted to grab some dinner. She declined and said she had some studying to do and that she would see me in class tomorrow. It was still early so I cleaned up and took a nap. Later, I went to dinner with Reggie and then went to shoot some hoops. I felt like I had three workouts today, and even with the nap I was in bed by 10:30 and asleep soon after. ------- Chapter 12 Calculus turned out to be a good class. I understood the material, did my assignment before lunch and felt comfortable with the day's lesson. Photography was becoming an interesting class. Today we would be developing the negatives from the roll of film we shot yesterday. It is not difficult but it is more like baking a cake. If you follow the formula, it works great; if not, it is uneatable. Go someplace dark, remove film from canister, put film in developing canister, pour in developer, start timer, timer goes off, pour out developer, pour in stopping chemical, start timer, when timer goes off pour out stopping chemical, rinse with distilled water, hang to dry. If you don't follow the formula then you are over developed or under developed. It is really a very simple process. Ms. Widener had reviewed the process with us yesterday, so we took turns following the steps today. I went first for our group since I had done it before. The others looked on and one by one we all finished our rolls. One girl was nervous but we just talked to her and she was fine. One of the guys in one of the other groups wanted to see how they looked before he put on the stopping agent. They looked good but by the time he got the film back in the canister and then got the stopping agent on, the film had turned black. The class grades for the day were 19 A's and 1 F. After class, I walked out with Carrie. We walked down to the Rathskeller to get a drink. She had a beer; I had a coke. We both wanted to talk about yesterday. I started by telling her that I was sorry again for the interruption. I also told her I bought four lighters this morning. She asked about me getting high and what appeared to be an inconsistency with how I had related how overwhelmed I was from my experience with Mom's drug use. She wasn't trying to judge me but was trying to understand me. I told her, "Carrie, my mom was off the deep end it was not just drugs but all kinds of pills, coke, pot, alcohol, dangerous sex and she took no responsibility whatsoever. She was on a downhill spiral and picking up speed. I am taking calculus as my first college class. Most of the other kids in the class are in their second or third time taking the course. I have not missed a class, I do my assignments and I go to the math lab when I need it. I have smoked one time since I have been here at school. My point is that the things I mentioned earlier were to help control my mom. "I don't care if you do coke or heroin. It is your choice but when you are addicted to coke or heroin you don't have a choice. My mom has not done pills or coke since that picture and she doesn't drink hard liquor any more. A glass of wine a couple times a week is all she drinks. If she sees more than one bottle in the can on trash day, she takes a couple weeks off. She is in control. When we first started her rehab the last drug I let her have, was a joint. I took two hits and then she finished it. After her rehab, she would smoke one joint a month. We would go out by the pool, she would smoke most of it and I would take two or three hits. I like it but don't have to have it. I was doing it once a month at home but can see the habit growing to maybe two or three times a week here. I guess I come from a screwed up family." Carrie nodded and said, "I think you are saying that balance and moderation are important. Understanding yourself and staying the course over all is more important than every step along the way. I like that. I enjoyed spending time with you. What does this mean for us?" "Maybe we should have talked first. I have a little speech but it can come across as selfish. In general I like you, the sex was great, I would love to do it again if you want to, but I don't want to get married and am not looking for an exclusive relationship." I said to her. I had watched her to see the reaction and got nothing. She said, "I like that. I was afraid that you were going to be crushing all over me and I was going to have to drop the class to get rid of you following me around like a puppy." "Me follow you? After the howling that came out of you yesterday, I was afraid that I would be the one you would be following. If you had, I would have bought you a leash and a collar so I could tie you to a tree when I needed a break." "Don't get me laughing again. I had fun yesterday and we may do it again. I like talking with you and you have a weird sense of humor. We can both be free to do what we want but we can get together if it is convenient for both of us." "Sounds good, I enjoy talking to you too. If you want to invite me over to see your sketches sometime, I may consider it." "Speaking of that, I may want you to model for me sometime. You have a nice body." "I will sit for you if you will sit for me, deal?" "Maybe." The following day, we developed prints from our negatives. We looked at the projection of each of the negatives but only developed two prints. Ms. Widener said we could use the dark room after class or any time it was not in use by a class, but we did not have time to develop all the negatives today. I stayed after and developed a few more prints and when I came out Ms. Widener was just finishing looking over the first set of prints from the class. "Hi Britt, I am looking over the prints. It seems that most of the class walked out of the front door of the building and clicked off a roll of film. It seems that you and Carrie went over to the pool. I liked the lines and shadows in the prints I saw and they had a more structural feel to them. I think I may send more students that way in the future." "I saw your second shot was from some funky store. Is that in town?" "Yeah there is a store over by the Holiday Inn that sells all kinds of tie-dye and incense. It had some interesting light coming in the window." "Maybe that is where Carrie bought the bong that is in her second shot." She held up the picture taken in my room. "Live by the picture die by the picture. That is in my room and it is my bong. I hope I didn't bust your bubble of what a wonderful person I am." "No, I know college kids. I work with them every day. I won't ask what Carrie was doing in your room." "Thanks, no comment, I plead the 5th." I turned and told her I would see her next week and then stopped. "Can I use the dark room for my own photos or just for class assignments?" "Britt the class fees you paid cover you for the semester and you can use any of the dark rooms as long as it is free and not reserved for a class like today. Have a good weekend and be safe." It was still early so I went back and finished making prints of some of the other shots from the day before. There was one of Carrie in the shop, which I enlarged. I was able to get just her face and her hand as it touched the shirt in front of her. She is a cute one. As I was walking back to the dorm, I saw Karen out playing Frisbee and stopped to say hi. "What's up, doc?" "I should ask you the same." "I was developing some pictures I took a couple of days ago." She smiled and then asked, "Were they of that girl who was screaming in your room?" "Karen, what are you talking about?" "You know two days ago. I was walking down the hall and was wondering why there were four people standing at your door. When I got closer, I asked what was going on and one of the guys said you had a howler in your room. I stopped and she seemed to be enjoying herself. I stayed for a minute but had to get to practice so I couldn't stick around." "Well I guess I need to work on my bedside manner. We can't be scaring away the patients in the waiting room." "There were three guys and only one girl so unless you have changed your specialty I wouldn't worry about it. What are your plans this weekend? We are going to play down below South Hall. If you want to play we can always use more people in the summer." I had seen a poster for a 5K road race on Saturday morning and thought I would skip my morning workout and run. I didn't think that they would be playing too early so I told her to stop by and grab me when she was heading out and if I were around, I would play. Reggie and I had dinner together but he was not in a very good mood. I asked him what was up and he said "nothin'." I didn't want to press him but later asked again, what was bothering him? He said that during the school year, he had some scholarships and work-study but in the summer, he was always short of money. Yesterday, they told him that he needed a couple other books for one of his classes and it put him over by $150. He asked his mom but things were tight at home. I asked about the extra he got from people like me. He said that he was good during the school year but summer was slow. I didn't want to make it seem like I was giving away charity but he had been friendly to me from day one and we were becoming good friends. I made him and offer. I figured that over the next year I would probably spend a couple hundred bucks with him. I offered to give him $200 today and in exchange, he could charge the future purchases against my credit balance. He was hesitant because it felt like charity. I told him that I wasn't done. I would expect the price to be at $20 a bag instead of $25. He would be giving me a discount to offset the cost of money. I also asked if he knew a bookie. Reggie looked at me and then just grinned, "For a little kid, you have all the vices don't you. Next thing you know you will be looking for hookers. I could probably come up with one or two but from the rumors floating around you don't need my help in that department." He took a bite of his burger and then sipped his drink. "I do know some guys on campus who will take sports bets but they take 10% if you win or lose and they don't take IOUs. They settle all bets the day after the event unless you win. You can pick that up any time or they will hold it for you for future bets." "I just bet for fun and I never bet more than I have to spend. Do they just take the college and pros or do they have a line on horses and crap?" "They mostly try to keep it local but have connections for the nonstandard stuff. Stay away from the multi bets, you almost always lose in the end." I didn't have the heart to tell him about my bet on the Dolphins. I just nodded. We didn't play ball on Friday night so we went back to the dorm. He stopped by his room to grab some bud but I told him I still had plenty. He saw me looking at the Playboy and Penthouse magazines on his table and said to take a few. He had plenty. I did grab a couple of the Penthouses and we walked down to my room. I went in and went through the whole ritual with the bong and we ended up pretty baked. I did set my alarm for 6:30 so I could get to the race in time to register. I Gave Reggie the $200 and you could see the weight lifted off his shoulders. I handed him $400 more. He looked at me waiting for the punch line. Obviously, I wasn't smoking like a chimney and he would be graduating in three years. "Reggie, the All Star game is this coming week in NY. I want to bet $200 on the National League to win. I am loaning you two hundred to place the same bet." I went back and gave him another $40. "I will even cover our vig to the bookies." "What if they lose?" "In that case you were just helping me place a $400 bet for myself. There is a 50% chance they will win. Trust me, have I ever lost a bet that I gave you the winner on?" He hesitated and said, "Not yet and I hope you don't start now." We were in a good mood and went down to the Union to shoot some pool and play some foosball. We started playing teams and Reggie was hot. I would knock in one or two but he would always make the shot we needed to win. We walked away making about $100 each. It was close to 2 am when I finally got to bed. The alarm went off and it took me a few minutes to remember why it was even going off. I remembered the race, walked down to take a shower, and got ready to go. I wanted to bang on Reggie's door to get back at him for keeping me out so late last night, but I was in a pretty good mood and didn't want to piss Brett off. I just got dressed, grabbed my key, a $20 bill and ran the two miles to the starting line. I didn't run hard but stretched my legs and got them warm and my heart beating a bit. I paid the fee and they gave me a t-shirt. Next time I will run down topless. I now have two shirts. I walked down and put it under a bush. If it was there when I was done, I would take it home. We stood around for twenty minutes until the time to start. There were about 300 people running. I found out from one of the guys that there is a race almost every weekend to raise money for something. We got instructions and told what the course was. There was a bike rider to lead the route. After the first person, just follow the leader. I felt good so I went out with the leaders, three guys with matching shirts. They would look at their watches every time we passed a distance marker and either speed up or slow down. The hills were not too bad and not worse than the route I ran every morning. I was just sitting in fourth with about a half mile left when the other three took off. I started to go with them but never caught back up. I closed at the end but was still 10 seconds behind. They were surprised how close I was, came over to congratulate me, and asked if I went to the local high school. Before I could answer, a man walked up and said, "No, this is Britt. He goes to school here." He came over and shook my hand. I recognized him but forgot his last name. I nodded to him as we shook, "It is good to see you coach." It was the cross-country coach from the Gators team. He spoke to me but tried to include what I now figured to be some of the runners on his team. "Britt, I called your coach when I didn't see your name on the results last year and then again at the state meet. I had you on my list of kids to watch. He told me about the car hitting you and all of the rehab. How was the race today? It looks like you finished well." "I was following your guys and they kept changing the pace. I was not ready when they took off and the early kick was too much for me to recover and catch up to them. Your guys had a good kick from a half mile out." "What you call a good kick, I call bad pace setting. They ran too slow for the first 2 1/2 miles and had to kick that far out to try to make it up." I agreed but didn't want to say anything negative so I let it go with a shrug. I said goodbye, walked over to pick up my shirt, and jogged back to the dorm. Why does it have to be at the top of the hill? I dropped off the shirt and was going to jump in the shower but decided to do my sit-ups and pushups and then said what the heck and walked across the street to swim. I came back and took a shower. I was walking into my room when Karen came up and asked if I was ready to go. I didn't say anything but grabbed my wallet and key and pulled the door closed behind me. I asked Karen to make a detour by the cafeteria so I could grab something to eat on the way since I had not eaten breakfast yet. I didn't say anything again but grabbed an already made turkey sandwich and a banana for the road. We walked down to the field and played hard for the next three hours. I was exhausted. Karen asked if I wanted to grab some dinner. I was hungry again and told her I couldn't wait until 6 o'clock. It was 4 pm now if she wanted to come by at 4:30 I would have time for a shower and we could go. I was ready by 4:15 and left the door to my room open. I crawled up on my bunk for a ten-minute nap and when Karen came walking in she asked what I was doing? I told her I was sleeping and to let me stay there and sleep. "You promised to have dinner with me." She was in the room now and did sit down in one of the lounge chairs. "What is this on the table? Looking at naked girls?" "I just like the stories" I replied sleepily. "Where have I heard that before? Are you saying that you don't like looking at the pictures?" "I wouldn't go that far but I prefer the stories. Why don't you read me a bedtime story while I try to sleep?" "What article would you like me to read?" "I haven't looked at either of the magazines but look for the forums section and read me the first one." She flipped through until she found the section and started reading about a guy watching his wife screw some guy while he hid in the closet. She finished the story and was a little breathy. She asked if I was ready to go again and I told her to come lay down with me and read me another story. For that, I got a swat on the foot and she told me to get up. I crawled down and told her thanks for the story, and that dinner was on me. We walked to Leonardo's Pizza and got a couple of slices. She had a beer and I had a soda. She asked why I was so tired. She asked if I had more patients stop by for an exam. I explained about playing pool last night and then the race, workout and practice that started too early this morning. I guess I got some sympathy points and we walked back to the dorm. I had never been to her room and asked what floor was her room. She told me she lived in the basement where there were only six rooms. She only could exit through one side of the building so we had to walk through my floor to go to the other side. I walked her to her room and she had a similar lay out to Reggie and Britt. Her roommate was also in med school but had to go home for the weekend. I asked if she was lonely and she said that she was not and would be fine all alone in her big room. I asked if she wanted me to read her a story and she declined, saying it was still early. I asked if she had a car and wanted to go somewhere further away like a movie. She considered it and then declined. Something was on her mind but she was not sharing it with me so I thanked her for going to dinner and headed upstairs. Reggie was in his room and asked if I wanted to go shoot some hoops? I told him I was not exerting myself any more today. I told him, "If a girl shows up I might let her blow me but I am too tired to do any work." I hung out in his room for a few hours while we listened to music and talked. He was in a much better mood after giving him the cash, the cash we won and the hope of the bet he placed today paying off. He only needed $150 but that could be $500 by the end of the week. That is quite a bit in 1977. I went back to my room and called my mom. She missed me and I missed her but at this point, I was pretty independent. With the cost of long distance I didn't call often because she would spend half the time complaining about the cost. She was home and her boyfriend Bill was over. I asked if she was doing well, if she was in control and if she was happy. The answer to all three questions was yes. I told her about my classes and some of the friends I had met and told her about my busy day. Tomorrow was Sunday, my day of rest. I said good night and crawled into bed. Sunday morning, I walked down to grab a paper and then went to a diner on the strip instead of the cafeteria. I slowly read the paper and drank my coffee while having eggs, bacon, hash browns and grits with a side of raisin toast. I walked back to the dorm and went into the kitchen/lounge and there were a few people around. Benji and Shannon were there. They were fixing lunch together. I think they ate every meal together and they always made their own food in the kitchen. She slept in his room and I don't know if she even had a room anywhere. I think that they paid less than any other students did for room and board. I sat down and there was some golf tournament on TV. I wish I had a TV in my room, falling asleep on Sunday was always easiest with golf on the TV. I found out that Benji was a marketing major working on his MBA. As to Shannon, she already had a history degree. She was working toward an eventual Ph.D. She also worked at a grocery store. I asked if I gave her money if she could pick up some stuff for me after work some time. She said she would be happy to and she was working that afternoon. I gave her a list. Apples, bananas, half a gallon of chocolate milk and two six packs of Budweiser. She almost gave me shit but it was about $10 worth of groceries and I gave her a $20 and told her to keep the change. She smiled and said no problem. I was bored and went down to see if Karen wanted to throw the Frisbee? She answered but she looked depressed. I asked if she wanted to talk but she didn't. I asked if she needed any help, but she didn't. I can only do what I can, so I left her to herself. I went back, picked up the clothes and junk in my room, and did some laundry. Reggie came by and he and Brett were going to get some oysters at the Purple Porpoise and asked if I wanted to go? I had not had oysters this time around but used to buy them by the bushel the first time through, so off we went. It was within walking distance so we were going to hoof it over. I asked if I could invite Karen and they didn't mind, so I ran downstairs and told her to get dressed and come eat with us. She said no but I made her. I was unbuttoning her pajama top when she finally stopped me and said she would go but to wait outside while she changed. I think the three of them shared four pitchers of beer. We were all laughing and by the time we left, everyone was in a better mood. I walked her down to make sure she got in the outside door OK. She thanked me for making her go out and walked away down the hall. I went up to my room and put on a James Taylor album and just lay on the couch and chilled. I was on the third song when there was a knock at the door. I didn't want to get up so just called out, "Come in." Karen stuck her head in and she was crying again. It was just forty-five minutes ago, that she seemed so happy. I sat up and waved her in. She closed the door and sat in the chair across from me. "Can I stay here for a while?" "Sure, no problem. Can I get you something?" She shook her head no, which was good because I had water and three cokes. "You've only been gone a little while. What happened?" "My roommate is back. We have been fighting, that is why she went home. She came back and she broke up with me." She barely had the words out of her mouth before she broke into tears. I never asked about her significant other and she never mentioned one. She is a pretty woman and I had tried to flirt with her. She never returned it, but I figured it was my age and not my gender. I still liked her as a friend and wanted her to be happy. I asked her what happened. She told me that she and her girlfriend/roommate, Carole, were both med students but Carole was a little slower in her studies. It made her feel dumb when Karen would get the material so quickly and resented when she would try to help her. She also couldn't understand the other activities like playing on the Ultimate team or making friends. She thought that class and studying were the only two approved activities for med students. Having a lover only magnified Carole's faults and she was jealous or envious depending on how you looked at it. In the end, Carole's faults made her break up with Karen. It was too bad. I went over to her and gave her a hug. She started crying on my shoulder so I walked moved back to the couch. I sat down and pulled her down on my lap. We sat for a while and I just held her. The album restarted twice. She went from whimpering to crying to sobbing then silence then sobbing again. I just rubbed her back and held her. There was another knock at the door and since I couldn't get up, I called out, "Come in." It was Shannon. She had my food and drinks. She said that the chocolate chip cookies were on sale and she bought them for me. She asked if Karen was OK. I said she would be and Shannon put the beer and milk in the fridge for me. I thanked her and she left. I asked Karen if she would like a beer, some milk and cookies or a joint. She sat up and looked at me. "Do you really have a joint?" "No, I don't" "Carole does not like drugs of any kind and I gave up pot for her. I would love to smoke a joint right now." I pushed her off my lap onto the couch and told her I would be back. I grabbed a cup on the way out the door. I came back two minutes later and she asked if I had gotten a joint. I told her, "no" and walked over to the desk. I sat down and pulled out the drawer. I loaded up the bong, spun the chair around, and handed it to her with a lighter. She smiled and took them from my hand. She finished the first bowl and I reloaded it for her. She started with a big pull and started coughing. I walked over to the fridge and found that the beer must have come from the cooler at the store because it was already cold. I cracked one open and set it on the table in front of her. She took a gulp and then another and then finished off the second bowl. She had on a button down shirt that was not tight but a little snug. She also had on jeans and loafers. I reached down, took off her loafers, and rubbed her feet. The room had been quiet since I sat down at the desk with JT singing, "You've got a Friend". She had her beer in her hand with her back against the arm of the couch. The weed really got her baked and you could see her relax. I broke the silence, "What do you want to do? I can go talk to Carole or we can. You can stay here as long as you need." "Can I sleep on your couch tonight?" I grabbed my new t-shirt from the race and handed it to her. She took off her shirt and put on the t-shirt while I moved the bong over to the desk. When I turned around, she was taking off her bra under her shirt and it came out her armhole. I didn't have any shorts that were small enough for her to wear, but tossed her a light blanket to cover up if she wanted to take off the jeans. She did after she finished off the beer. I offered another and she passed. I had a gallon of water in the fridge so I poured a glass and gave it to her with a couple of aspirin. I also pulled a box out of the closet, set a toothbrush on the table, and pulled my toothpaste out of my travel kit. She smiled and used the glass of water to take care of the aspirin and her teeth. I told her to get up in the bed. She said she would stay on the couch. I grabbed her hands. "Karen, I have a big bed up there. There is plenty of room for two people. I promise not to do anything. I will wear shorts to bed and we can sleep on opposite sides or I can hold you ... whatever you want. I am here for you. She broke down in tears and hugged me for two minutes while she built up her courage and climbed in bed. I told her I would be back. I walked down to the basement and knocked on Carole's door. When she opened the door, she had no idea who I was. I told her that Karen was upset and cried herself to sleep on my couch. I did not want Carole to worry all night long. I told her that Karen would be down in the morning when she woke up. She didn't know who I was or where I lived so I didn't worry about Carole banging on my door. I slipped back in and Karen was asleep. I crawled into behind her and held her. The alarm went off at 6:30. I quickly turned it off. Karen rolled over, kissed me on the cheek, and thanked me for being there for her. I told her I was going out for a run and would be back in around thirty minutes. I dropped down and did my pushups. I had on my shorts. I rolled over to do my sit-ups and Karen was laying on her stomach with her head looking over the edge as she smiled down at me. I smiled back until I got to 200. I then grabbed my running shoes and a t-shirt. I headed out the door and waved before I pulled it closed behind me. I needed time to think so I decided to go ten miles and skip the swim this morning. I cared for Karen and will help her in any way I can but do I want to get in the middle of a lovers' quarrel between two women? I pounded through the miles and finished in 55 minutes. I walked an extra mile to get the air back in my lungs and give myself ten more minutes before I had to face what was in my room. When I walked in, the room was empty. I grabbed my stuff and went to the showers. I dressed and headed out for my day. I did stop by between classes but did not see anything. I wasn't in a great mood when I walked into my photography class. Carrie saw that and tried to get me to smile. She was teasing me and I just ignored her. She kept on when we were in the dark room with the others in our group. A girl named Trisha was working on making some prints and I was sitting on a stool. If she had questions I was there but still in an unsocial mood. Carrie came up and leaned against me and whispered, "What is wrong, didn't you get any this weekend?" I did not respond. She tried again, "Were you thinking about me when you had to take care of things yourself?" I reached out quickly, yanked her arm behind her back, and whispered back in her ear. "I seem to remember you getting off when I had your hands pinned above your head last time. I think I may have to tie you spread eagle and see if you are so brave when you don't have control of the situation and there isn't a room full of classmates to hide behind." I heard a small moan but wasn't sure, if it was the visual picture in her mind of her arm twisted up behind her back or something else. I loosened the force on her arm. I leaned in to her ear again, "The woman I slept with last night wasn't in the mood and I think I have to get rid of some frustration, frustration that you are making worse. I will stop and get the restraints on my way home. Why don't you stop by an hour after class and see if you can't help finish what you started?" I looked over to see Trisha setting the timer for her exposure time. I slipped my hand down the front of Carrie's shorts and ran my finger through her sopping slit. "I think you might just show up after all." On the way back to the dorm, I stopped by the pet store and got some slip collars. I then went to the hardware store for some chain and some clips and some eyebolts. I went back to the room and still no Karen. I thought about going down to the basement to see if she was around and OK but she knew where I lived so I would wait for her to stop by. I spent some time getting the eyebolts and chains in place up in the loft and put the clips on the chains so I could tighten the chains and clip them in place quickly. Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to Carrie and stood aside so she could enter. She was looking at the floor and she knew that by showing up, she had yielded to me and she couldn't say or do much to change the situation. "Hey bitch did you have fun teasing me in class toady?" "Britt, I didn't mean to upset you; I was trying to get you out of your funk." "Are you wet and ready to feel the results of your teasing? I held a good friend last night when she was going through a tough time and you had to make it sexual and try to make me feel like less of a man just because I didn't have sex. Since you are here now I think it is time to lie down and get some cock. I think you are here to help me out." I reached for the button on her shorts and quickly had them open unzipped and at her knees with her panties right there with them. I then grabbed the bottom of the tank top, and she lifted her arms to keep me from ripping it from her body. She reached back for her own bra strap as I threw her shirt on the floor. I told her to take care of her shoes and as I walked to the loft and gripped the heavy metal chain slip collar. This collar tightens on itself when you pull on one end. She had taken care of her shorts when she took care of the shoes and as she stood, I slipped the collar around her neck and pulled it tight. She wasn't expecting that and her eyes got big as she felt her breath taken away and the cold chain take control of her. I walked to the ladder and she had no choice but to follow. I dragged her onto the bed, grabbed her hand, and put another slip collar on her hand. I pulled it tight and clipped the chain. I did the same with the other arm. After I did her left leg I slipped the loop off her neck and did her right leg so that she was so tight that she couldn't give herself enough slack to free herself. I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "If you really want me to stop, say 'elephant'; anything else and I will keep doing whatever I want. Do you understand?" I got a pause, a look of understanding and a slight nod. I climbed down, picked up her stuff all over the floor, set them on the loft by the beanbag chair, and then went to the closet for a belt. I walked back as I doubled it over and hit my hand and then the side of the loft as I walked up the short ladder. I have never seen nipples so hard. I was looking up between her legs as I ascended the ladder and could see her pussy swollen and hungry, moisture starting to accumulate on the hairs surrounding her cunt. Her skin was tight and the goose bumps showed how excited she was. As I climbed onto the mattress, I started with a light smack on her thigh. She jumped a little but it wasn't hard enough to even sting. I hit her a little harder on the other thigh before I kicked it up to a light sting right on her mound. The shock waves hit her clit and she moaned. I then went to her stomach, then her ribs and up to her tits. I hit the sides and stayed away from her nipples. I paused until she looked me in the eyes. "Carrie, you were a bad girl today are you ready to pay for your prior behavior?" "Yes ... sir" "I hit her on the ribs a couple of times and then the side of her tits. I reached around, hit her square on her pussy lips, and then back around to finish with both nipples. She arched her back as high as she could get it off the mattress. I stepped back, dropped to my knees between her legs, and started to lick the moisture dripping from her pussy. I could tell she was close. For someone tied up she was moving all over the place trying to help me help her get off. I reached up, grabbed her nipple, squeezed, and twisted it. She was screaming and I thought the police would be banging on the door shortly. She had a tremendous orgasm and her body jerked and twitched for a couple minutes as she started to come down. I stood and looked down at her as I got undressed and then without much fan fanfare shoved my cock in completely to the root. I started to thrust hard and steady, not too slow but not too fast but when I reached full penetration, we collided with force. I could feel my tip tapping on her cervix every few thrusts and that created a grunt out of her. The thrusting was getting me very worked up and it was less than five minutes later that I started to shoot off inside of her. I could see her entire body covered with a sheen of sweat, and her chest was heaving. I rolled off her and dropped into the beanbag chair to catch my breath. I didn't see any welts but the places I had hit with the belt and those around her pussy were red. I grabbed my camera and started to take pictures of her spread eagle. It was somewhat dark so I parted the curtains to let in some natural light. I knew that nobody could see in because the window was on the second story on that side of the building. It was also lighter outside than in, so there would be a reflection on the outside of the glass. I stood over Carrie and the click of the camera made her eyes pop open. She had a new reason to squirm. "Britt, stop, I don't want to have pictures. No please stop." "What is the difference? The kids across the way can look down and see you right now live. I can open the door and invite some friends in to take a peak or take a ride. (Click, click). They can see me taking pictures of my cum leaking from you and running down your ass." I think the talk was really getting to her. I was also not sure if she had a minor orgasm or a chill thinking about being on display and not having a way to escape. I knelt beside her and told her she would need to clean my cock before she would be set free. I finished the roll of film while she licked me clean. I set the camera down and was just getting ready to loosen the chains when there was a knock at the door. I told her to be quiet and threw a blanket over Carrie. I hopped down and grabbed a pair of shorts. After looking back to make sure that Carrie couldn't be seen, I opened the door part way but stood in the way to see who it was. Of course it was Karen and she just kind of pushed her way into my room and started bitching about her girlfriend or ex-girlfriend. She was ranting about the bitch this and the bitch that. She plopped down on the couch without looking at me or even saying hi. I sat in the chair across from her and let her go on. I listened for five minutes. When she finally wore down, she looked up at me, "What am I going to do?" I didn't want to kick her out or leave Carrie tied up for the next three hours. I told Karen to relax that we would figure out something. I asked if she wanted anything and she said she could use a beer. I walked over to the fridge and grabbed two. I cracked one and handed it to Karen. I then walked to the closet and grabbed some clean sheets for the bed. Karen was looking at me as if I was crazy. I climbed up to the loft and unclipped the leg chains and then knee walked up and undid the ones on Carrie's arms. I then grabbed my camera and hopped off the loft. I called to Carrie and told her to get dressed and change the sheets before she came down. She had to take off the loops that were on her extremities before she could do anything else and although her clothes were on the loft, she had to reach and crawl to get them. She did not say a word as she got dressed and then changed the sheets. Karen was speechless. Carrie finally climbed down and she was beet red. I pulled her to me and handed her the beer that I had for her. I told her I was proud of her. She relaxed a little and cuddled into my chest. I said, "Carrie this is Karen. Karen this is Carrie." They were both mad that I had aired their personal stuff with the other in the room but neither said anything. Carrie started, "I can't believe you made me do that. You are such a jerk." I replied with a straight face that she knew the word to use if she really wanted it to stop. "Don't start to blame me for helping you with your fantasies or I will grab my belt and show you what a real spanking feels like." I handed her the roll of film. "This is for you do with as you please. If you decide to get rid of it, I would pull it out of the container to expose it first. I would enjoy taking you to the dark room and help you turn them into prints. I bet Karen would like to see them as well." Karen had just finished a swig of beer when she spoke up. "Don't bring me into this. You let me air all of my dirty laundry to someone I didn't know." I came back calmly again, "Karen, I was always taught that it was rude to interrupt. You never took a breath for the five minutes you went on about you relationship with your lover. The good news is now that you have told us everything; you have two people willing to help address the problems. Right Carrie?" Carrie was surprised that I had pulled her into the conversation. Everyone was quiet so I got up on my soapbox and started my little speech. "I am trying to be friends with both of you and others. I really care about you both and will do what I can to help either of you. If you need a shoulder to cry on or a belt to your ass, I will do what I can to help. That being said, Karen, remember that you are in college and working to become a doctor. When you finish medical school, you will have to go somewhere for your residency. You and your girlfriend would probably have to split up for your residency and rotations anyway. She seems jealous of the way studying comes so easy to you and how you have made many other friends. She wants different things than you do--out of bed." I gave her a second and then restarted. "I have not met or spent any time with Carole so I don't know if I would like her or not. I would suggest that you finish your school, finish your residency, and then see if Carole is the one that you want to be with for the rest of your life. I am also in college but do not want a wife or even a girlfriend. The odds of me spending the rest of my life with anyone I met today are very small statistically speaking. I am having fun with some great people and some great friends. If we decide to make it more permanent then it will happen when we both know that it is what we both want." She looked sad but continued to listen. "It sounds like Carole is not in the same place that you are and doesn't have the same goals and feelings that you do. If you really want her to change her mind, then that task is all on you. If you need a place to stay or someone to hold you while you get over it, then I can help. If you want to get away or have a meal then I can do that as well. If you need someone to help you move your stuff or keep you from killing each other I can help but no promises." That got a small smile. Carrie got up, went over to sit next to Karen, and even held out her hand. Karen took her hand and then said she was sorry for barging in on us. Carrie pulled her in for a hug and said that we were done when she arrived but it made her a little excited when she had to get herself out of the situation that she was in with an audience on hand. I then asked if there was a car parked nearby, so I could take them to dinner. They both had cars but Carrie said she needed to clean up. I asked Karen if she could use the girls shower downstairs. They both got up and finished their beers. I told them to come back when they finished so we could get some food. I wanted some wings and some oysters. I didn't want to walk across the road to the Purple Porpoise. I called information and then called a cab. The cab showed up about ten minutes after the girls came back. Carole had gone to the library to study and the girls had both showered and then gotten ready downstairs. I asked if they wanted one for the road. They both declined and off we went. They were both surprised by the cab but I wanted them both free to enjoy themselves and I couldn't drive yet. We ordered some wings and oysters and they ordered a pitcher of beer. I had iced tea. We all talked and tried to figure out what Karen should do next. Summer was a short semester since we had class five days a week instead of two and the classes were longer. The whole semester was only six weeks long. We were in the second week already. Did she want to move out or make Carole move out? Did they want to swap roommates with someone else on their floor? Did they just want to put up with each other (after all not all roommates sleep together)? She could move in with me but that might not work so well because she would be in the same bed and just because I could control myself one night didn't mean I could control myself every night. She was starting to come to grips with the idea that for now at least she was not Carole's girlfriend. She said that she would talk to Carole to determine if they could just be friends, or if they could even just ignore each other for another month or if there was some other action that they needed to take. The girls did not order a second pitcher and the cabbie dropped off Carrie at her dorm before he dropped off Karen and me. I asked Karen if she wanted to stop by or head back to her room and she said she should head to her place. I gave her a hug and watched her walk away. I walked into the lounge and there were a few people sitting around playing cards and a guy reading a book on the couch with the TV on. They asked if I wanted to play cards. "What are the stakes?" "Penny, nickel, dime" "No, thanks." I had played online quite a bit before they changed the laws. I figure that I have played over 100,000 hands of poker and had a good feel for the game. When I would go to the casinos, I would win four out of five times. I just never had enough of a bankroll to try to make it more than a hobby. I was walking by Reggie's room. He was very happy. He asked if I wanted to watch the All-Star game with him tomorrow night. I needed to get back on top of my studies but said sure. He asked if I needed anything, (meaning pot). I told him I was good and headed to bed. I got up and did my morning workout. I went to breakfast and read ahead in the book. I also went to the math lab after class to finish my homework and make sure I understood everything up to this point. I had an hour before my next class so I read ahead and worked on some problems with the help of the lab workers. I felt good when I left to head to my photography class. Carrie was friendly when I arrived but didn't do any teasing. "Thanks for dinner last night. You are a good friend and Karen really appreciates what you are doing for her." "Did she hit on you when you were showering together?" "No. You are such a pig." "Did you bring your film? I have time after class if you need help." This made her blush but nodded as she said, "I have it with me but haven't decided what I am going to do with it." "I could ask Ms. Widener to help. She has been enjoying the pictures I have taken of you and others in the past." She snapped back, "What pictures of me?" "She saw the picture of you at the head shop and then saw the picture that you took in my room with the bong on my desk. She asked if that was your bong." I told her with a smile. She laughed back and we settled in for class. We did stay after and when we were walking to the darkroom, Ms. Widener said, "You two be very careful in there." I was flirting back when I said, "There is always room for one more and with a teacher there is always more to learn. Would you like to join us?" You could see the decisions dance around her head. She was probably thinking, do I want to play or do I want to be the professional teacher? She made her decision and said, "Not this time but maybe next." We weren't in any hurry so I asked what she would be teaching next semester. She asked us not to tell the others that she teaches photography at the local high school, but teaches here in the summer and at workshops that the college puts on. "So what you are saying, Ms. Widener, is that you won't be a teacher here after our last class and you know a bunch of fourteen to eighteen year old girls that may want to pose for a college photo student." I put as much suggestive tone into each comment and leered as much as possible. Both of them laughed at that and Ms. Widener said, "I am not sure if you are saying you want me to come and party with you after the last class or if you want me to become the local pimp for my high school students?" "I think that both would be great ideas. Why don't we plan a party after the last class? I will take care of all of the arrangements. As far as pimping out the girls, we all know that teachers are under paid and need a side job to get ahead." I smiled at that and told her that if she had time, she would be doing me a great favor if she could help Carrie develop her film and see how it turned out. I have to go help a friend that is going through a rough time. She said she would help and Carrie was rather stuck without being too rude to the teacher. I had no clue what Karen was up to or if she was home, but I wanted to give the teacher a thrill and embarrass Carrie. I bet she will be dripping when the film comes out of the container to dry. I smiled ear to ear as I walked to the dorm. Karen was not around when I got there and since classes were doing well I sat down to take inventory. I would finish the summer semester needing two classes to become a sophomore. Doug was working for his dad and taking classes at Valencia Community College. Robin was playing tennis for USF. Mom was working and dating a nice guy named Bill Morgan. Grandma and grandpa were doing well. Dad was living with his secretary and still had a job. I had the settlement from my accident, which more than covered all of my financial needs for the next four years. John and Beth were doing well and so were their kids. Karen was a question mark. Reggie seemed happy and Carrie would either hug me or kill me after embarrassing her two days in a row. I thought about what else I might need and decided that I wanted a bike to ride to class and around town. I could always run but did not want to sweat everywhere I went. I also wanted to try to find a small refrigerator with a real freezer for making ice or keeping ice cream in my room. The little dorm fridge didn't have a freezer. I had the cash but for the heck of it walked down to Reggie's room to see if he could bump the bet from $400 to a cool grand? "I have time to make the call but that is a lot of money. If we lose are you going to be OK?" He was concerned for me and I appreciated it. I told him, "Hey it is 1977 the National League always wins in years that end in 77." He shrugged and asked if he could see the money. I looked at him. "Britt, it isn't that I don't trust you but if we lose then they are coming to me to collect. I don't want them coming to me to collect unless I have the cash to give them. It is my neck on the line." I told him I would be back and came back a few minutes later with another $600. I handed it to him and told him to hold it until after the game. He looked away and said he was sorry for not trusting me. I told him, "Reggie, I don't blame you at all. We have not gone down this road before so you were not sure where we were or where we were heading. I trust you to hold the map until after the game. Next time you may not need the map since we have been here before. OK?" "Yeah, sorry man. I owe you bunch for helping me get on top of the money situation. I did not see a solution to my problems and you stepped in as a lifesaver. I seem to live day to day with my finances so to have the pressure off for even a few days is nice." We held off on dinner and I ordered a pizza. I gave him a couple beers and I drank a couple out of a plastic cup. The game went as expected. The National League scored four runs in the first inning and never lost the lead. The American League came back to score two in the bottom of the 9th but needed four to tie and five to win. Reggie was going nuts when they started scoring in the ninth but I just sat back and watched him pace around the room and yell at the TV. I don't know all of the winners of every game but they were playing in Yankee Stadium and the Yankees won the series in 1977. This was a freak statistic like the Dolphins going undefeated. Reggie was a happy boy, now that he had another $200 in his pocket. He asked what I was going to do with $800. I told him, "I am going to get a bicycle and a refrigerator. That should be around $300. Find out what kind of odds you can get on the Yankees to win the series this year. If they will give you six to one, I will let the other $500 ride." Boston and Baltimore were both having good years and $3,000 profit would be nice. Reggie gave me back the money I had given him earlier and he told me he would stop by to pick up our winnings in the morning. I had a good run the next morning and saw the cute blonde-haired girl doing her run. I waved to her since we were the only ones out this early. I need to say hi to her sometime. The swim was good and I pushed hard for the last 200 yards. I needed to push myself a little more. I had not felt the burn in a while and needed the sore muscles to remind me that I wasn't slacking. Calculus went well and then I walked into photography. I knew that it could go in a couple different directions with two women, their age difference and the types of pictures we took. I came in, Carrie was there (good sign), and she was smiling. Ms. Widener did not look me in the eye. I winked at Carrie and she winked back. We went through the next chapter and she gave us a new assignment. We would be taking nature photos and the teacher looked at me when she said no humans just nature. I did not get up real fast at the end of class. As the rest of the students filed out, a couple stopped to ask the teacher a question on their way out. I packed up my bag. Carrie sat on the edge of my desk and watched me pack up. As the last student left, I asked Carrie loud enough for the teacher to hear. "Did the negatives come out OK? Did you make any prints? Do you need help today making prints?" "Britt, we did get the film developed but didn't make any prints. I think I will make some prints today after class." "Do you want me to help or will Ms. Widener slip in to help you make sure everything is set up and done correctly?" "She was a big help yesterday and seemed to enjoy herself." "Was she as big as me and did she enjoy herself as much as me?" Ms. Widener was tired of us talking as if she wasn't even there. "Those were some very interesting pictures. Very Interesting. I don't think I should be in the same room as you two without a chaperone. I know you will get me thrown in jail or fired or something." "Ms. Widener, you enjoy living on the edge and peeking into the naughty things that others are doing. If you weren't a good voyeur then you wouldn't be so good with a camera. I like to watch. I will be happy to watch you two if you would like." Both of them blushed but neither said, "No". We all went into the darkroom and Carrie developed all of the prints herself. There were a few more lewd comments but it was actually quite tame. When we hung them up to dry, we stepped out into the class to talk. Ms. Widener asked about what led to the photo shoot. I talked openly about the first time we got together and how when I trapped Carrie, that she responded in a more excited way. I took it up a notch and she responded the same way with the restraints. Carrie said that many of her fantasies had bondage in them but she really didn't like pain. It was more about control than any other issue. After a little more conversation, I took control and told Carrie that her pictures had turned me on and I think she needed to give me a little relief. She could come to my room or she could give Ms. Widener a show. Ms. Widener was out of her chair and heading for the door. She was a little too excited after our talk and didn't think she could make it through a live show without breaking her resolve. I grabbed Carrie by the hair and said, "Come on, Bitch, get your pictures so that you can give me a blow job." I let go of her hair, pulled her into a hug, and then unwrapped as we walked holding hands back to my dorm. Karen was in the lounge on my floor as we walked by and got up and came after us. She met up with us as I was opening the door. "Britt, can we talk?" "Karen, Carrie is about to give me a blow job. We can talk now, if you don't mind watching her, or you can wait in the lounge and I can come get you in fifteen minutes. If you have something that is really important though, I can send Carrie home." "No way. Then you would want me to suck on your cock when we got done talking. I will wait in the lounge unless Carrie would rather that I watch." Our exchange created a little excitement in Carrie and she shrugged and said, "You may learn something." Karen came back and said, "Maybe another time. I will be in the lounge when you are done." I nodded and pulled Carrie in. She was on her knees and had me in her mouth in no time. She started fast but when she saw that I was going to be that easy, she settled her pace and worked her tongue and suction to build slowly to a nice release. She stopped and caught it all in her mouth and then tilted her head back to swallow it down her throat. I thanked her and asked if she needed any relief. She nodded and I said, "Good, I think it is hot to watch a woman masturbate." She was embarrassed again and did not know what to say. She didn't move. I asked, "Did you want to sit here? I will get up but thought you may want to use the couch or the bed." "I am not going to frig myself with you watching." "I can take pictures for you. I will give you the film." That actually made her stop and think. She gave a little scream of frustration. She stood and said, "I almost said yes. You can thank Karen for giving me a reason to take this activity back to my own room." "Carrie, I hope your roommate is home and has an all-night study group getting ready for a test." "If so I will be back. Now I have to run." She turned and skipped down the hall. As she passed the lounge, she called to Karen that I was free. Karen came down and asked, "Did you get everything taken care of big boy?" "Well if you must know, Carrie was going to put on a show for me and let me take pictures of her jilling off but she didn't want to keep you waiting so she went home to take care of her needs in private. I guess you got away with skipping the blow job but even lesbians know how to use their hands to get off." "I never told her to leave, that was her choice and your loss. I would have come in and watched that. Maybe you scared her away." "Ok, how are you today? Did you figure things out with Carole?" "We are done for now. I told her that I am sorry that things didn't work out but we can now move on. I also asked what she wanted to do about being roommates. We are going to switch with the girls across the hall. They are also in the medical program. Since Carole caused the break- up, I am staying. She is going to move across the hall. Here is the catch. The reason the other girls were willing to trade was that my new roommate has a boyfriend that stays over every Saturday night. He works during the week, drives up on Saturday morning, and spends the night on Saturday before heading back Sunday afternoon. Mary's roommate Jan didn't like sleeping with him in the room and didn't want to look for a place to sleep on Saturdays and Mary said tough. I got Mary by the flip of a coin but she has to move." "So does Karen like to watch or are you asking me for a place to crash?" "I don't know. I may ask you but I may look around to see who else may have a roommate that goes home for the weekend. If Carrie comes over to perform I may stay with you." I told her she was a slut. I then asked, "Karen we never really talked about it, are you a lesbian or are you bisexual or what?" "Are you hitting on me Britt? I have been with guys in the past but have only been with girls since I have been in college the last five years." "I am not hitting on you but thought maybe you could trade out some lessons for your room and board." "Dream on lover. I thought you were already and expert." "I am an expert but that doesn't mean I know everything or could improve on some things. I am just saying..." "If I am desperate enough and drunk enough you never know but I wouldn't plan your life around it. You may starve to death before you get something to snack on." "Nice talk, you filthy little slut. You are welcome anytime if you are that good of a tease." I went out the next day and had a key made for her. I had not closed the door all the way and we weren't talking loud, but when Reggie knocked, the door opened more so I called him in. He had my $300 plus the $400 I had sent to hold the first bet. I thanked him and he said he got seven to one since the Phillies were so strong and there were three at the top of the AL. It was almost time for dinner. I invited Karen to join us and told Reggie that if we didn't have to play basketball we could all share a couple bowls before dinner. He thought for a minute and said his ankle was sore and he thought it might be a good idea to take off that night. I cracked the window and hit the fan while he got the towel off the back of the door and put it in place on the floor. We enjoyed the time together and then went to get some grub. The rest of the summer went along without much change. I did run in another road race and instead of following, I ran my own race. I still lost but set a new record for myself and the guys that beat me set a new record for themselves as well. The coach asked if I could work with them on pacing but they didn't want to get up at 6:30 and I didn't want to change my schedule. I ended my first semester with 2 A's. I did invite Ms. Widener to join Carrie and me after the last class. She had been working herself up all semester and Carrie was surprised how Ms. Widener would stay after to help with her developing. I had Ms. Widener park her car by my dorm and then I called a cab. We went to a Mexican restaurant, where they started in on the margaritas. By the time we finished we did not eat much at all. It took them around two hours to finish. I got them back in the cab and herded them to my room. Well not quite, they had to make a quick stop in the ladies room and then we were ready to settle in my room. Ms. Widener wanted to see the bud vase that Carrie had bought me and by now, I was on my third bag from Reggie. I also had some beer and snacks so we could survive for days if needed. We got high and the girls were getting frisky. Ms. Widener wanted to see Carrie spread eagle, like in the pictures and she agreed after Ms. Widener agreed to put on the show for us that Carrie had refused. She got naked on the couch and closed her eyes and as if she were in her bed, alone she took care of her business. Still naked she told Carrie a deal was a deal. She was tied up for about two seconds before Ms. Widener dove between her legs and proceeded to eat her up. She was hands and mouth. I got out the camera and snapped off a couple shots before I settled in behind Ms. Widener and slid to the depth of her snatch. She was so wet that I just felt pressure as I slid in but no resistance. I got into a nice rhythm and soon everyone was happy. We all rested after Ms. Widener had to force herself onto Carrie to get her cunt cleaned out. After she was clean, she unclipped the chains that were keeping Carrie in place and we all took a short nap. Ms. Widener seemed to be enjoying Carrie more than me but knew that we came as a pair so she put up with me to have Carrie. She did cum a couple times on my cock but she was not as enthusiastic as when she was riding Carrie's face. We conked out around 4 am and were still sleeping around 10 when the door opened and in walked Karen. I didn't care and Carrie was used to her. She ended up spending half of the Saturday nights in my room and I guess Mary's boyfriend had just arrived. As she entered she said, "Hey sleepy head it is almost lunch time. Hey Carrie did you have a good night. Hey Michelle, what are you doing here?" It seems Michelle (Ms. Widener) had graduated with a teaching degree from UF two years earlier and while attending had met Karen at a certain club that caters to women. Yes, a gay bar. At first, she looked like a deer in the headlights and then noticed that everyone else was comfortable so she relaxed. We eventually cleaned ourselves up and got dressed and Michelle drove us all to Skeeter's for the big breakfast. I skipped my workout but knew that I had worked out most of the night, so I let it slide. During breakfast, Karen mentioned that if she had known that Michelle was with us she would have come up Friday to spend the night as well. We talked about Carole and breaking up. We finished breakfast and when we got back to the dorm, Karen said she had a place to stay that night and grabbed her bag and hopped back in the car with Michelle so she could be with her the rest of the weekend. ------- Chapter 13 I was allowed to keep my room, and since it was a single I just locked the door and left. Mom was going to pick me up but Reggie was heading home to Miami. He offered to drop me off on the way. He saw my house and asked if Mom would adopt him. I did give him gas money for his entire round trip so he picked me up two weeks later on his way back. During the two weeks, I spent a lot of time with Mom. She had gotten a new job doing the same thing, but at Rollins College instead of FTU. She was closer to home and it was a much smaller college so she didn't have to put up with as much crap. Robin stopped by, we caught up on old times, and I had an opportunity to tug on her chain. We talked about our first summers away and she said she did well in her classes and made some friends and played a lot of tennis. I told her about my adventures and she said she would like to come up and spend a weekend with me sometime. I did ride with Doug for a couple days. His dad had brought in a partner who was a marketing machine, and they were doing really well. At the end of every job, they compile a "punch list" of items that need to be fixed. These fixes could be big or small, but mostly small things like a piece of drywall that someone banged up or a bad switch or plug. Doug did a lot of touch up painting and fixing baseboards and such. He also went back at the end of the first year, after the sale, to fix anything that needed fixing since they sold their houses with a one-year warranty. He said he would rather be building, but he didn't get along too well with the new partner so this kept him out and busy. He also liked talking to the homeowners and related well with them. I spent a couple days with him, helping wherever I could, and learned that he knew his business and did it very well. Back at school, after a couple weeks at home, it was crazy. The summer had 2,000 students spread out everywhere but this semester returned 35,000 students. I was glad I had already signed up for my classes and already bought my books. I could also skip new student orientation and the RA speech was in Reggie's room when Brett showed me how to put the towel under the door and crack the window before he lit up a joint. I had my tennis racket and golf clubs still in the closet so I went over to the golf course and played 18 holes while the campus tried to settle in. The course was empty except for a couple of upper classmen and women trying to do the same thing as me. I took off as a single and started to walk the course. Hills are a pain in the ass. I was on the third hole and had set my bag down next to the green. I saw a cart in the fairway behind me and I was getting closer and closer to the foursome in front of me. They weren't playing slow but there was just one of me. I finished the fourth hole and when I went to the side of the green to get my bag, I saw the cart in the fairway behind me waiting to hit. I walked to the fifth hole, a par 3, and after the group in front of me cleared the green, I went ahead and hit. I was just short on the uphill hole and would need to chip on. I looked over as the cart pulled up and a blonde girl got out and walked over to two putt and finish the hole. As she pulled up, I told her to go ahead and hit. I had caught the group ahead and we would be waiting together for the rest of the front nine. She hit almost the same shot I did, and after putting her club away she asked if I wanted to ride. I told her I preferred to walk but it would be a help if I could put my clubs on her cart. From that point on, we played together and she drove my clubs around. I would sit in her cart when we were waiting on the group ahead of us to finish and get out of the way so we could hit. She was good and we were about the same skill level. I was sitting and talking when she took off her hat and pulled her hair back into a ponytail and put it through her hat. I said, "I know you." She looked at me and said, "Are you giving me one of your pick up lines? If so I am making you carry your clubs." "No you are Puma. You run in the morning with your Puma shoes, your Puma shorts and your Puma top." "I know you too. You are the scared guy." "What does that mean?" "You run so fast I keep looking back to see who is chasing you." Then she turned on her smile and it made the sun seem dim. Her blue eyes seemed to get brighter as well. We had already exchanged first names when we met on the fifth tee box so April and I knew each other's names. I mentioned that it was weird to have someone stalking me. I never had a stalker before. She said, no, I was stalking her. We did have a lot in common and a similar schedule and interests. She is also a freshman who had started in the summer and was from New York. We talked about classes and it turned out that she would be in one of my humanities courses this semester. We finished the round and she beat me by two strokes. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I ran into Karen when I got back. She was still in the dorm but up on the second floor. She was dating a certain teacher but they were not ready to move in together, so Karen stayed in the dorm and got a new roommate assigned by the school. Classes started the next week. My routine was messed up when I went in to swim my first morning and there were people in the pool. I didn't think anything of it and jumped in and started swimming. I finished my 1,000 yards and got out. I was drying off when one of the girls came over to say hi. I am always happy to have girls talking to me but this was not expected. Most of the time during workouts people just workout. Over time, they may talk and become friends but oh well. I said hello back and she asked what coach had me doing. The light bulb over my head lit up and I realized that they were all on the swim team and thought that I was one of the new guys. I told her I wasn't on the team but just came in to swim. I did talk with Dawn and she said that in the mornings they just came in to swim and that this was not an official practice time. I told her it was nice meeting her and if they were here in the mornings, I would see her around. It was still early in the year and I was taking five classes. I wanted to do well so I was reading at least one chapter ahead in each course. I was doing my homework and all the practice questions to make sure I knew the materials. In other words, I was studying a lot. The good thing about living in North Hall was that my neighbors were all grad students and they study a lot as well. I mentioned that Reggie was the former president of his fraternity and he had a steady stream of pledges and others that stopped by on a regular basis. Being the past president meant that he had a lot of power. Sometimes when you are with someone with a lot of power you tend to think that that power somehow belongs to you by association. I was in my room studying when I heard this girl in the hall that was just loud. She was yelling to someone and it went on and on continuously. I kept being distracted and got up to take care of it. I walked out in the hall and this girl was joking around with some black guys. They didn't have the frat brand yet, but since they were near Reggie's room and his door was not open, I figured they were waiting for him. I nicely asked the girl if she could keep it down, that I was trying to study. She could care less and told me to "Fuck off, little white boy". I guess it was either my baby face or the four guys she was with that gave her the idea that she could act tough with me. I seem to attract and be attracted to submissive women. This is part of my new outlook in life and partly because I have been standing up with more confidence. This shines through and it seems to attract subs. Subs will also test a new master or a dominant to make sure they are man enough to be their master. I wasn't sure about this tough girl, but I think she was testing me to see if I was man enough to stand up to her. I was, but did not want to get my ass kicked by her four friends if they wanted to step in. After thinking about it, I put the ball back in her court. "When Reggie gets back from class you tell him to come see me first thing. Do you understand me, old lady?" That put her way off balance because in her mind Reggie was the king of the land. If she told him and he came and told me to fuck off, then the world would be right in her eyes. If he didn't tell me off then things could be bad for her. If she didn't tell him, then she would be the one that backed down and Reggie would look weak as if afraid of me. She would have to tell him especially since there were witnesses. I went back to my room. About ten minutes later the noise in the hall got quieter and then five minutes after that, there was a knock at the door. I invited Reggie in and closed the door on the girl and her friends. He said that someone had told him that I wanted to talk. "Was that all she told you?" Reggie broke a smile. "No, she said some little white boy with a little white dick was complaining about them talking in the hall, while they were waiting for me to arrive." "Reggie, she was being so loud that I couldn't study. You know I hate to study, so if I have to do it an extra two or three times because she is a loud mouth bitch, it wasn't making me happy. I asked her to quiet down and I got a mouth full of crap back. We are friends and I didn't want to say or do anything to hurt your relationship with the frat." "Britt, we are cool. Down there, they look at me as king and these pledges that stopped by are not even on the ladder yet. Even the ones that want to be a little sister are not on the ladder but most will do whatever I ask to get on the ladder, if you know what I mean." "Do you even know who she is?" "Yeah, her name is Monica and she does stand out in a crowd. I could do without her mouth but the rest of the package looks pretty good." Monica was about 5' 6" with mocha colored skin and a hairstyle that looked like she had a mop on her head. She was a full C cup and did not have a fat ass or bubble butt although it was a little bigger than average. Reggie walked to the door and called to Monica. She came in and he closed the door behind him. He turned to her and said, "Monica, Britt here says that you were being loud in the hall and when he nicely asked you to be quiet you told him to fuck off. Is that the case?" She was not sure where everyone stood but she was with Reggie so she thought she was higher up the ladder than I was so she stood her ground. "Yeah he came out bitchin' about the noise we were making. We were just talking while we were waiting for you. We were waiting to help you and serve you and he was bothering us so I told the little boy to leave us alone." Reggie got a hard look on his face and said, "I am the king of the frat but Britt is my friend. He has helped me when he didn't have to. He plays ball with Tony, the new president, and the other leaders of the frat and is a welcome friend of the frat. You, on the other hand, are nothing yet. In the eyes of the frat, you are a thought, maybe or maybe not. You have disrespected our friend and the frat. We are at a college. We are here to learn and better ourselves. Britt was studying and trying to do that and you think that you are more important than that. You could have waited outside or waited quietly but instead you have hurt the honor of the frat." She saw quickly that this was not turning out as she thought it would. She tried a quick sorry to see if it would go away but her insincerity was evident and it did not make things better. Reggie spoke up. "What do you think would be a good punishment for her actions?" He was talking about her as if she weren't there. I was not worried about the studying; I had finished an hour before and was reading the next chapter in my business law book when she got loud. I also thought she was pretty and if I could break her I wouldn't mind being with my first black woman. I told Reggie that since she didn't care about my studies that she should read the chapter and then teach it to me until we both could get an A on the test. Reggie spoke up. "Monica, you have disrespected a friend of the frat and you can either go away or you can redeem your actions." Her mom was an Alpha little sister and if Monica dropped out her mom would kill her. So she agreed to the punishment. Reggie left and she got her attitude right back. "So you are a little tattle tale. I knew you were a little white-dick baby. This sucks." I was calm as I walked to my new fridge and pulled out a beer. I opened it and sat on the couch. "Listen to me you little cunt. You think you are tough but that means nothing to me. There is a chain of command in life and in frats. Reggie is at the top of the chain in the frat. He is the advisor to the president and is the former president so he is top dog. Reggie and I are very good friends and we watch each other's backs. I also know Anthony and Lamar, and we are friends. They are the top two active officers in the frat. Just because your pussy is black doesn't move you above me in the pecking order. There is enough black pussy around this school that they don't need yours." "Fuck you. Let's get this over with for now. What do I need to do?" "Read me chapter 3 in that book. It is about contractual laws. When you are done reading we will do the chapter review questions and then for any that we get wrong we will go back and try to find the answer and review it so we understand it." "You really want me to read this shit to you?" "Monica, you are in college. I hope you know how to read." "Give me the book." She started reading. I made her slow down then speak up. Eventually she was on a speed and volume that I could focus on and she went through the chapter. It took about 25 minutes. I had just finished my beer and I went to get another. I offered her one and she accepted. She started on the questions at the end of the chapter. She read the question. I thought about it and came up with what I thought the answer was but didn't say anything. "Monica, what do you think the answer is?" "I don't know, I was just reading." "The deal was for you to teach me the chapter. If you don't know it then how can you teach me?" She started to whine, "This sucks, I want to get out of here. Just answer the questions so I can go, you little dick, baby face white boy." She was not coming around or showing any remorse. I had nothing to lose and was doing this for her so I was getting a little pissed off. I asked her calmly, "Monica, why do you think I am doing this?" She snapped back, "Because you are trying to make me look bad and you are a little dick, baby face, little white boy." I was at the end of my rope and let her know that she was the one that would hang from it if I let go. "Monica, you have to step back and look at the situation more clearly. I am doing this so that you can save face. All I have to say is that it didn't work out and you are gone. All I had to say when he asked for a punishment was tell him to let you go, and you would have been gone. I already know the material. I was studying it for a second time when you were so selfish that you could only think about yourself in the hall. If you would have come in here and been somewhat apologetic, read the chapter and answered the questions, you would have been on your way and saved face for the frat. This is about honor between the frat and me. You are like the little kid at the grocery store that pulls a bag of sugar off the shelf and it spills all over the floor. If the parent just walks away, she is a selfish bitch. If she corrects her child and tries to help clean up the mess, then she is a good mother whose child is still learning, and she is doing her part as a mother." She wasn't getting it so I went on. "You are the child. You spilled the sugar. Since you were here for Reggie on frat business, they are the mother. If they do nothing then they look worse than you do. I don't need you to study but this was a way for them to look better in everyone's eyes, to be responsible and not stuck up selfish bitches. You are not helping them move past this. You just keep pulling more and more bags off the shelf. I know that I am white and I know that I have a baby face. There isn't a thing that I can do about it so people accept me in spite of those traits. You are a spoiled, selfish bitch and those traits are ones that you can change. People are not going to accept you if you don't want to even try to improve." "You forgot about the little dick but you can't do anything about that either." I had enough. "I guess when your mama straps on her 14-inch dick and fucks you that it would be hard for any man to measure up. I can tell your daddy isn't much of a man or he would have taken you over his knee a long time ago with a mouth and an attitude like yours. You just couldn't shut up long enough to get out of your own way and now the Alpha's will be having to find another way to restore their honor because you will not be around to clean up your own mess." I had been calm up until that point and when I let go I think she saw that this wasn't a game. She was thinking fast trying to figure out a plan to get out of this. "I don't have a dad. Momma was studying for the bar when she got pregnant and my daddy left her as soon as she told him she was pregnant. She passed the bar but she never got married. I guess I went a too far this time." "Yes, you did. The genie is out of the bottle and you can't get her to go back in." "I really want to be an Alpha little sister. My mom was, my friends are, and if I don't get in I will be alone." "You can always come help me study." "What can I do to make this right? I see now that I took this too far and thought that my mom and friends made this an automatic in for me, but I see that you are the key for me now." "Let's finish with the first part of the punishment and then we will deal with the second." She didn't understand. "What second part? Reggie didn't say anything about a second part." "Do you think that if you get pulled over for speeding, and while you are sitting on the side of the road, getting a ticket, you start throwing rocks at passing cars that you won't get in trouble for that too? You have been egging me on since you walked into this room and you will pay the price. I have to figure out what that price is while you finish the chapter." She went through the questions and had to go back and reread some to be able to explain it to me. We finished and I asked her what her punishment should be? She shrugged and said, "I don't know." I explained that the punishment should fit the crime. She has been talking me down and saying I was a little boy with a small dick. I explained that and she looked shocked. "You want me to suck your little dick?" "Monica you are not helping the matter if you keep putting me down. I said you were talking about my manhood not just my dick but you were implying that I was a little boy. In addition, you were saying that I am also someone who does not deserve honor or respect. What would be a punishment for that?" She sat for about thirty seconds and then opened the law book up and flipped through the pages and read, "Defamation of character is only punishable if it is false. A true statement is not punishable." "Ok, I like your approach; you are using your brain to defend yourself instead of letting your mouth run on its own. I think that I am man enough for you or any other woman. I think my dick is big enough for you or any other woman. I pay my own bills and my parents have not given me a penny in allowance since I was ten. So I guess we will need a jury to watch us go and see who is right and who will win the case." "You just want to see a girl naked." "Monica you are a freshman and you talk like you know stuff but you don't know shit. Come sit on the couch." I was surprised that she actually did. I reached over and grabbed my accordion file. I pulled out some pictures of Robin and Courtney and then a couple of Carrie. The one where she was tied spread eagle on the bed got the biggest reaction and I saw her squirm a little. I am not sure if she was getting horny or saw that she was wrong about the women. "So what is my punishment?" I thought I knew what she wanted it to be, but to make sure, I gave her some choices. "Monica, choice number one is that I will tell Reggie that you were disrespectful and rude the entire time. Then it will be between you and him to settle. Choice number two will be between you and me and we will write a contract that says that you will be mine for fifteen minutes to do with as I please. If you have an orgasm during those fifteen minutes then I win. If you don't, then I will tell Reggie that we are all square and the punishment has been served." She interrupted, "Fifteen minutes, and I guess you will see me naked. I can handle that." "I wasn't done; if I win then you will be my sex slave for a week and do whatever I say. You will fuck whomever I tell you to fuck, you will lick whatever I tell you to lick, and dress however I tell you to dress. These are high stakes. You have two choices so make your pick." You could tell the last one was the one that excited her and the one she wanted to pick but I think that her excitement was also giving her signals that she may lose and she was not sure she could live with that. She made up her mind and said she would take the second choice. I wrote up a contract that laid out the terms and the consequences. I had her read it over but when she grabbed the pen, I made her stop. I knew that the embarrassment and control were her triggers and I wanted to bring those up another notch. I walked out of the room and had Reggie come back. She thought I was backing out on the deals until I said, "Reg, we are putting together a deal, and since I have never done a deal with her before I wanted a witness to watch us sign." He nodded. I looked to Monica and she signed her name. I signed mine and handed the pen to Reggie. She thought he was going to leave and not read it, which he was until I stopped him and asked him to take it and hold it until we knew the outcome. He nodded again, took the page, and walked out. I told her that as soon as she was naked I would start the clock. She hesitated for just a second and then dropped her clothes and stepped out of her sandals. I had watched her and had seen her reactions to different pictures. I only had fifteen minutes so I jumped right in. I grabbed a slip leash, dropped it around her neck, and pulled tight. In seconds, I had her up the ladder and on the mattress. I bound her wrist and pulled them tight. I did not want to waste time on her legs. When I had her bound, I started talking to her about having a white man take her for his pleasure. I teased about how she was going to be cuming on the end of my white cock. "You are going to be my slave for the next week because your drooling pussy is going to betray you like you betrayed Reggie. You will walk around with a sign around your neck saying I am a slut for white cock." I did not have much time so I grabbed her nipple and bit her clit before I started sucking and licking her. I slid my finger in and found the G-spot. I was going for broke and wasn't waiting for the warm up and building slowly for a release. She did not take long. She was excited before we started and her body betrayed her and if Reggie was reading the contract in his room, he already knew who won by the howl that came out of Monica when she came. I slowly looked at her and saw her eyes drop since she knew that she lost. I turned off the stopwatch and saw that it was at eight minutes. She saw that it wasn't even close. I said, "You are now mine bitch. You are now my slave. Am I going to have any trouble with you or are you going to accept your fate?" Her eyes almost glazed over as she said, "I be a good girl, master." I saw her transform. I was still fully clothed and I pulled off my t-shirt and dropped my shorts. I was hard from the last few minutes of fun. I was now between eight and nine inches and when it cleared my shorts, I spoke to her softly, "I am sorry if it is too small for your stretched out sloppy cunt but I will let it slosh around for a while." With her arms still stretched tight, I said, "I hope your bastard making momma had the sense to put you on the pill or you will be telling her that you went and got your ho ass knocked up just like her." I know it was crude and nasty to say such a thing but by her reaction, I could tell that she was getting off on it. I think that she had never had anyone stand up to her before and she finally felt like she had found someone that was strong enough. I went back and had a few more licks of her pussy before I laid my cock on her stomach so she could look down and see how far inside of her my cock would be traveling. I then slid back and rubbed the head up and down her slit. I looked up at her face and felt distracted by the one-inch bullets sitting on top of her tits. They were the most amazing nipples I had ever seen. I just pushed my cock home, came down, and latched onto her right tit with my mouth. I felt gay for a second since it was like a baby cock in my mouth so hard and thick. I was on autopilot with my dick while I experienced a new sensation in my mouth. They were very sensitive and she loved the attention she was getting. We went twice with a small break in between. I undid her chains long enough to flip her over and enter her from behind. I missed the sight of those nipples but her larger than average ass looked good while her cunt swallowed my cock. She had cum seven or eight times today, by the time I launched my third volley into her. I was done and she was tired. I unhooked the chain and told her she was my slave. I said, "What do you think about my little cock and my ability to perform as a man now?" "I was so wrong. I am learning not to write checks with my mouth that only my ass can cash." "That is not too far off of the intended phrase. You are now mine and you will fulfill the contract. What is your class schedule? I don't want you failing your classes." She told me what she had. I asked if she had any other obligations. "I have stuff to do for becoming a little sister." We had come full circle. I had her get down and stand naked by the ladder. I handed her the towel off the door and told her to clean up the floor if she dripped but not to touch her legs or cunt. I also slipped the leash back around her neck and left her standing there. I slipped on a pair of shorts and walked bare-chested down to Reggie's. The door was open so I popped my head in. He looked up from his desk and said, "I read the contract and I heard her get off. Did you make it happen in less than fifteen minutes?" "Just over eight minutes. Can you come down to my room?" He said, "Sure" and followed me down to my room. As we entered, she had cum running down both thighs and a collar around her neck. I clipped a chain to it and the weight of the chain made the slack run out of the collar as it snugged around her neck. Reggie was just staring. I grabbed my camera and snapped a couple pictures. She finally looked up but didn't say anything. I spoke to Reggie but loud enough for Monica to hear. "Reg, she still wants to be a little sister but I have no idea what she has to do to become one. She is mine for the week and yours if you want some. I may sell her off to a few others on the floor. She has classes and I don't want to hurt her academically so I want her in class. This all started over the little sister crap. What are her obligations for her to still have a chance?" "Britt, she embarrassed the frat with her behavior but it looks like she was adequately punished. I think that she has a meeting she needs to attend two nights this week and work at the party on Friday night. The little sisters also sit with us at the game on Saturday." "That is cutting into my time with her. If I give you my student ticket, can you get mine in the same block with the frat? I will also come to your party if that is OK to make sure that she is well behaved since she is my responsibility." "That is cool, you are always welcome at the house and you could even pledge if you wanted." "Thanks but if I have to put up with all the crap you do, I think I would rather skip the meeting and beatings." I walked Reggie out. When we were in the hall, I stopped him and spoke so only he could hear. "Are you OK with this? I don't want to have the whole black population of the University after my ass for this." "I will let the guys at the frat know what is going on. I was there at the beginning and saw what happened. I also read the contract and saw that she had another option and this is what SHE chose. I would try to keep it to the dorm because I know that someone that came in not knowing the history behind it may get pissed. Did you see those nipples? Man I may need to stop by at least once." I had her wipe her legs and cunt with the towel and put on her shorts and top. I walked her down the hall to the shower. It was the middle of the afternoon and it was empty. I had her strip and we stepped into the shower. I washed her body and she soaped up mine. I bent her over and she had her hands on the wall. I came at her from behind and it was a short five-minute shower fuck. I had her wash her pussy and ass before I gave her a towel and she put her clothes back on along with her collar. We were walking back and she was barefoot with no underwear or bra. I led her into the lounge when we got to the door. Only Benji and Shannon were in there fixing a late lunch. I said hi and they offered me a sandwich, PB and J. I was in the mood for one and asked if my slut could have one also. Benji was pitching a tent in his pants and Shannon had a slight blush. We had our sandwiches and then I asked Shannon if she was still working at the Albertsons? She said she would be happy to shop for me this semester. I never quite understood her. I always knew about her and Benji's connection at the hip but I also felt like if I asked, she would bend over the couch and let me take her for a ride. Benji kept looking at Monica. Her nipples were holding her entire top off her body and the collar was loose around her neck. I spoke up to see what kind of reaction I would get from all three of them. "Benji it looks like you may be interested in borrowing my bitch. I could rent her out to you or maybe we could do a straight up swap for an hour. What do you think? It looked like Monica was mad at first and then accepted her place. She wasn't as excited as I thought but maybe it was because of Benji. Benji's first reaction was to look at Shannon as if a car had just caught him in its headlights. Shannon looked at him and then surprised me by shrugging her shoulders and giving him a little nod. Then she spoke, "If you want to you can." Benji must have had some fetish about blacks, nipples or slaves because he was almost drooling when he said, "Hell yeah." I knew that she was my slave but didn't have the history to make sure she was not going to file for rape. I told Benji I would bring her down for the swap in an hour. I took Monica back to the room. I asked if she was OK with the swap. "I know this is what I signed up for. I am not excited about going with him but if you will be happy with Red then I will put up with little dick." "Do you know his dick size? I think you said the same about me. Benji and Shannon are almost married the way they act. This may be the only way that I can get a piece of that without being the cause of a break up. I won't make you, but I would appreciate the swap if you are up for it. Think of it this way. After reading the book for me you have seemed to really enjoy your punishment, so think of this little-dick white guy as your punishment." "Ok, I have enjoyed you and your big white cock, but I will not die from spending an hour with him." "I want you to let him fuck you and for you to suck him if he asks, but you can treat him like a master or your own slave. You can lead the show but you have to take one for the team." She smiled at that and the wheels in her head started turning. I took off her top and had her straddle me as I sucked on her titties. I asked about her nipples and told her they were very nice. She commented that she got them from her mom and that her mom and aunt were the only others that she had seen that were so prominent. I told her that maybe I would have them pierced with big hoops that I could hook her leash onto and take her for a walk. As I latched back on and pressed down with my teeth, she groaned with pleasure. When the time came, I walked down the hall with Monica. We knocked and the door swung open. I think Benji looked scared and excited at the same time. Shannon looked full of lust and excitement. I looked inside to make sure the roommate wasn't around and told Benji to bring my slut back home in an hour. I closed the door and took Shannon back to my room. I closed the door and started to undress. She was right behind me and we were both naked in no time. I walked up and wrapped my arms around the tall red head. She was thin and had white skin and brown freckles. Green eyes of course finished off the Irish lady. Her red bush was bushy and I cupped her ass and pulled the bush into my groin. I kissed her deeply and let my tongue slide into her mouth. We kissed for a few minutes alternating slow and desperate. We broke the kiss and I led her to the ladder. She climbed up and I watched her clamshell start to expand as she moved to the bed. I lay beside her and after a quick peck on the lips. I spoke to her, "I hope Benji makes it out of there alive. I didn't want to turn her over to him but I feel a sexual tension whenever I am around you. I don't want to hurt anything between you and Benji but, well, I would love to have some fun with you." "I have felt the same tension, as you call it. You are just a kid but when I see the women come in and out of your room or the time your towel dropped and your horse cock swing out, I almost creamed myself. I have been with Benji since high school and except for a graduation party, where we all got drunk and Mark Newman trapped me in the guest room, I have only been with Benji. I love him but also feel like I am missing the variety that is out there." "So are you telling me that Benji has a little white cock? Because if he does, he may find that he will be eaten for lunch." She reached down, stroked me, and said, "He is about half as long and the size of a hotdog not a tube of toothpaste. What do you mean he will be eaten for lunch?" "Monica is not a shy girl. I had to tame her and part of that was with my cock. If he can't stand up to her she will become the dominant one and if there is a dildo in your room she may just fuck him." "Don't tell me that. I want to fuck you and not worry about Benji. He is always looking at black girls. I let him look but he has admitted that they turn him on. The way you control your women turns me on." "Do I need to tie you up or do you want to be free to have me throw you around and bend you into a pretzel?" "Whatever you want, master." "Good little slut. You can start by sucking my cock while I run my fingers through your red hair. If I let Monica spend the night, maybe Benji will let me have a piece of your boney white ass whenever you drop off my groceries. That way he can suck my cum out of your cunt when you get back to the room. Is that what you want, a wimpy husband to lick your stud lover's cum from your pussy?" I could tell that her excitement was increasing steadily. I pulled her off my cock and lay back so she could do the work. She climbed up, but there was not enough clearance when she was on her knees so she had to stand and squat to get things started. She slowly lowered herself. Her pink inner lips curled around her outer lips. She had to stop and regroup a couple times but finally settled at the base. She said, "Give me a second, I feel so full." She did shift to her knees and then rode up and down about five inches with the head never exiting. "This is such a different feeling. I usually like it hard and fast but slow and full feels good too. I feel you in places I am not used to feeling." I let her ride at her pace. She had small C or large B cups and the lightest shade of pink areolas, about the size of a silver dollar. Her nipples were the size of a pencil eraser but a little shorter. She was enjoying the size of my cock and was picking up speed as the piston kept going. I pulled her down and started kissing her. She was a good kisser and I played with her nipples as she kept up the pace. I broke the kiss and pulled her off. I put her on all fours and slid right back into her pink target. I held onto her small waist, pulled, and pushed her on and off my cock. I could feel her juices running down my balls and grunts as I bottomed out. She worked up slowly, but when she went off she pulled the pillow into her mouth to stop the sound. Her body was heaving as she had wave after wave crest and subside. It went on for a couple minutes or so it seemed. I had not cum yet so I just kept going. After her orgasm, I was afraid she had passed out when she went flat to the bed. I looked over her shoulder and saw she was still with me so I moved my legs outside of her and picked up the pace. Two minutes later she came again as my first blast hit her cervix. She was done. I lay beside her for a few minutes and held her as she fell into a nap. I pulled my arm from under her, went down the ladder, and grabbed a Gatorade. I also took the jug of water I keep in the fridge and poured some on a washcloth. I wiped myself down first and threw on a pair of shorts. I was wondering who would be on the collar when Benji and Monica made it back? I put some more cold water on the rag and climbed up on the bed. I started on her forehead and wiped away the sweat. The coldness brought her back to reality. I was not trying to shock her so I just used a small corner. As she came around I used more and wiped her back and arms then rolled her over for her chest and stomach and wiped her legs. I lay back beside her and asked if she had fun. She smiled and nodded. I asked how this would affect her and Benji. "I don't know. I love him and he loves me but our life is so unexciting, without any spice. We are helping each other get through college and then we will figure out about our future. Times like these I see greener grass but I also know that he loves me and will care for me. It isn't like you want to marry me." "No, but you bring feelings out of me. You are like something I want because I know you belong to someone else. I am not looking for or want a girlfriend or wife. You are a great girl and Benji is lucky to have you. I am envious of the relationship you have but wouldn't want it for myself. I hope that I didn't screw anything up. I did have fun and you have a pretty pussy. If you were mine I would make you trim it short and shave around your lips so I could lick you all day and not get hairs in my teeth." She felt herself down there, "You didn't clean between my legs." "You never answered me about making Benji lick my cum from your pussy or about the special favors with the grocery deliveries." "Shut up and give me that rag. I care for Benji and would rather train him to be stronger than turn him into a wimp." "Good for you. Do you want to be naked in my bed when he gets here or do you want a drink and we can sit on the couch?" We moved to the couch after she was dressed and I got a beer for her. I also made a list while she was here for the next time she worked. Benji and Monica showed up later and she came into the room. Shannon stood and waved as she walked out. I gave Monica a hug. I told her thank you and asked how her hour went? "He was like a puppy. He wanted to play with everything and had no attention span. I did have to take control after he left my pussy for the third time without any relief. He does have a small dick but he wasn't so bad. I guess that Red has taught him to compensate. He had this little clit grind thing going. He also is a pretty good pussy licker. I had to grab his ears to stay put for a while and finish me off. He liked my titties but not as much as you did. I think he was hoping my ass was bigger but he spent most of his time behind me. Was Red any good?" "If you like boney assed white bitches, she was awesome." I changed subjects. "When are your meetings this week?" "Tuesday and Thursday and then right after class on Friday I have to go get ready for the party. Then I have to be a hostess during the party." "Monica your attitude has improved a bunch. Why don't you head home now and tomorrow go to class and study. After your meeting, you can come over here and bring an overnight bag. You can stay Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday after your meeting, you can go home and then I will bring you home after the party on Friday and fuck you until morning. We can hang out over the weekend, then you can go home Sunday afternoon, and we are done. How does that sound?" "It sounds more than fair to me." "Monica, is there anything that you want out of this time?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, I can make you do anything. If there is something you want to do, but would never admit it, I can make you do it and you can always point back to me. Like being a slave. This is your fantasy. Do you want to fuck Reggie? How about fucking the entire football team or the cheerleading squad? I know a nice white pussy that I would love to watch you munch. Maybe you would like me to stake you out on the lawn or walk you around campus on a leash. I can take you out to dinner and make you flash the other diners. On the other hand, I could take you to get those nipples pierced. Anything you want. Let me know." "I will think about it." I walked to the door and walked her out. It was past dinnertime and I was starving. I walked to the lounge and there were a few guys watching TV. Reggie and Brett were both out. I hiked up to Karen's room. She had just gotten back and was sitting down to study. I did ask her, "If I had a black slave that I wanted to eat your pussy, would you volunteer for me?" She said that maybe she would talk to Michelle (Ms. Widener). ------- Chapter 14 I did my morning routine on Tuesday and saw the same swimmers. Dawn was out of the pool and drying off when I finished. We talked a bit about her classes and that the first football game of the year was this weekend. Then I went to start the day. I had scheduled all my classes, except one, on Mondays through Thursdays. I had a chem. lab on Friday. With this schedule I worked hard, studied hard during the week, and figured out what the lab was about ahead of time. I was still reading when Monica showed up. I made sure that she had studied and finished her homework before her meeting. I gave her the book and had her read to me. After she was done, she put the book down and said she had been thinking about what I had said. She said, "I have some fantasies. I liked a couple of the ones you mentioned but I have never wanted to make them a reality. I actually enjoyed when you made me go with Benji. I still felt safe but knew that I had to do it to please you and because you are my master this week. If you could make me sleep with Reggie while I am your slave then I won't have to go through the routine of bagging him later. The nipple rings have got me thinking as well." "I have already made up my mind about those. You will not be getting any nipple rings. Your nipples are gorgeous. Putting rings in them would only take away from the natural beauty. It would be like Monet painting a mural on the side of the Grand Canyon. Either on their own is great, but one does more to take away than to enhance the other. Maybe we can get my name tattooed on your ass. Maybe I will shave your pussy hair off. It is less permanent but still a mark." "Yessa, massa." I took my bedroom slave to bed and after she sucked me off, we had a nice slow fuck. I played with her tits until I fell asleep. I did see Monica in the morning but she was asleep when I left for my run and still asleep when I left for class. When I returned after class, she wasn't back from hers yet. Shannon was in the lounge. I asked how she was doing and she said they were good. She said that Benji enjoyed the time with Monica and appreciated her sacrifice so that he could have his fun. I was leaning against the counter as we talked and she slowly moved closer to me until she had her pussy rubbing on my hand. At first, I thought she was just being a slut but soon figured out that she had shaved just as I asked her. I showed her some appreciation when I said, "NICE." She thanked me for the suggestion and mentioned that Benji has been spending more time down there admiring her work. I told her that I had the bitch for a few more days if she needed another visit. She said maybe. She told me she was heading out to work, and that she had my list and would drop off the groceries tonight. I made sure she had enough to cover the bill and then some for the delivery. She did stop by later. She came in while I had Monica standing facing away from the loft but the chain hooks I usually use for the feet restrained her arms. Shannon got up close and looked at her tits. She commented that she now understood what I was talking about regarding the restraints. After she had everything put away, I asked if she had some time to smoke a bowl. She said that Benji was studying and she could hang out for a while. We set up the room and Shannon went first. When it came time to exhale, I told her to give it to Monica. When Shannon breathed out the smoke, she exhaled into Monica's inhale. They shared a couple of hits like that. It was sexy and we all got stoned that way. I got a beer for Shannon and some water for myself. I unclipped Monica and asked what she wanted. She asked for a beer. I told Monica that Shannon had shaven her pussy so that Monica could eat her without getting hairs in her teeth. "Since Shannon went through all of that trouble for you and then got you high, I think it is only fair that you take care of her." Monica took Shannon's shorts and panties down and started kissing and licking the redhead. She did not look that excited but did a good job and ten minutes later Shannon had her orgasm. They both finished their beers and then Shannon got dressed and Monica crawled in bed. I held her and we both went to sleep. I woke in the morning, did my morning routine and woke her up for a quickie before class. After class, I was studying when she came in. I gave her the desk so she could do her work. I had done all my homework and was now reading ahead for my humanities class. She wanted to have a beer and hang out. I let her know what I thought about that idea. "Monica, my little horny bitch, when you are my slave you will study. I don't want a stupid slave; I want an intelligent woman sucking my dick. If I wanted a dumb cunt, I would walk down to the corner with $20 and pick up any whore. Listen to me. College is not hard. It is no harder than high school. The difference is that your mom is not standing behind you looking over your shoulder and your teachers could give a shit if you pass or fail. The main part of being a college graduate is that you have the self-control to apply yourself and complete the task. The difference between a C student and a drop out is showing up for class. The difference between an A student and a C student is about two hours a day. If you spend the two hours a day studying after class when your friends take their naps, you will be a top student, recruited for top jobs. Those grades will also get you scholarships that will pay your way through school. Do you and me a favor; make good study habits now and college will be easy. I have grown fond of my nipple girl. I want you to be around me when you have a craving for white cock." She saw that I cared about her and what I was saying was true. She opened her books and started studying. She finished one class and started her algebra. She had a question about something she wasn't getting. I could have helped her but instead told her to pack up because we were heading out. She grabbed her bag and I took her hand and started walking. I took her to the math lab. We sat at an empty table and told her to get out her homework. The place was empty. After the first big test it will fill up and right before finals those soon-to-be-dropouts would be expecting the tutors to teach them the entire book. Right now, because it was empty, I was able to get the attention of one of the tutors. Her name was Rebecca and she had helped me some over the summer. "Rebecca, hello. I want you to meet my friend, Monica. She is just starting here and will be spending time in here doing her homework and making sure that she has a good understanding of the materials. She has a question about her algebra and I wanted her to meet you so she will feel comfortable. I also know that those students that are regulars get a little better service during mid-terms and finals." Rebecca smiled and said, "It is nice to meet you. We are always happy to help those that are trying all semester and a little less patient with those that sleep through the first 3/4 of the semester and then think it is our job to help them pass. What are you working on today?" They went through the problem and Monica saw where she went wrong. They talked about her teacher and the Teachers Assistant (TA) that led her smaller breakout class. When we left, Monica promised to stop by whenever she had homework questions. She thanked me as well. I was holding her hand as we walked back to the dorm and a guy riding his bike in the other direction swung around and came up behind us. I stopped and said, "Hey." He was not happy. "What are you doing, bitch? Is this your boyfriend?" I saw the brand on his arm and knew he was in Reggie's frat. Before Monica could answer I spoke up, "She is not my girlfriend. She is my slave." "I should kill you for even saying that." "Well, as I was told not too long ago, the truth is the truth and you can't get in trouble for saying it. Before you start getting mad or starting something you can't finish I think you should just continue with wherever you were going. I will be at your party Friday night and we can talk about it then. If you are in a hurry we can walk back to my dorm and talk about it now." Monica kept her mouth closed and looked at the ground. I never let go of her hand. Big mouth did not want to let it go. "What do you mean start something I can't finish? I will kick your ass right now." "What I meant is that this all started when an Alpha said and did some things that were disrespectful and brought dishonor to the frat. I have good relations with your frat and I would hate for you to do what someone else had done and got in trouble for." He did not want to talk and punched me hard. I turned my head and he hit me right under the eye. I am not a fighter and was not a martial arts student so I just went into survival mode. I tackled him and took him down right on the sidewalk. He banged his head and started bleeding. He punched me some more, but he didn't have the advantage he did with the first time. I punched back but hit more arms than anything else. I think I was lucky that I tackled him and he hit his head because he was losing steam and when the campus police showed up we were both ready to stop. They put us into the back of the car and took us to the station. I gave my key to Monica so she could get in. Loudmouth got some medical help for his cut and I got some ice for my face. When they asked what happened I told them it was an argument about a girl. No big deal. I did get his name, James Anderson, but after giving us both warnings, they let us go. I had to walk back to the dorm, which was on the other side of campus. I walked into the dorm and the shiner was already starting. It was swollen, sore, and black and blue. I did not say anything to anyone, but when I got to the room Monica was there and Reggie was with her, and she was crying. Reggie asked what had happened. I told him, "I made a mistake and got tough with a tough guy and he kicked my ass." "Who was it? Monica said he was an Alpha, but she didn't know his name." "He is the guy with the cut on the back of his head. It was my fault; I was being a smart ass." "He came after you because you were with Monica didn't he?" "We were holding hands on the way back from the math lab. She needed some help with her algebra." "He got mad about that?" "Yeah, he was mad about us holding hands but when I told him she was my slave, he got pissed and took a swing. We both got a warning and we both will heal." I grabbed a beer but did not open it. I rolled it back and forth under my eye. I guess my days as a trainer were good for something. I was not in the mood for a lot of activity so the three of us walked over to get dinner. As we were eating, a guy came up behind me and said to Reggie over my shoulder, "Hey man, did you hear that James got in a fight and was taken to jail?" Reggie responded, "Yeah, I heard about it. They released him. What did you hear?" "He beat the shit out of the guy for messing with a sister." "Well I guess you got your information from the same place that James did before he fucked up. This is my friend Britt who was walking back from taking Monica to the math lab before James jumped him." "Whoa, nice shiner dude. I didn't hear anything about a math lab." "Because James never asked anything, before he jumped a sixteen-year-old and kicked his ass. I hear James had a cut that needed treatment after he sucker punched MY FRIEND. He has been looking after Monica at my request. Monica said that Britt was trying to explain that when James popped him. If you see him back at the house maybe you can ask him to stop by and maybe bring Tony with him." "No problem, can I come and watch? He has always been a hothead and I have told him myself to chill out." "Not this time." The guy moved on to grab his dinner and we headed back to the dorm. Monica was still babying me. She asked, "Are you really only sixteen? You don't act it." "Yes." I turned on some music and we just relaxed. Monica actually picked up a book and read ahead in her class. I smiled at her and she smiled back. She said, "Thanks for pushing me to study. What you said really made sense. You care about your education and you care about my education. You would rather that I get good grades and a good education than have me suck your dick or have me tied to the bed. Thank you." "If you can have both, that is the ideal situation. I have both, so when you finish studying I will let you suck my dick." She was just closing her book when there was a knock at the door. It was Reggie, Tony, and James. I said hi to Reggie, welcomed Tony and left the door open for James. I sat on the couch and Reggie sat beside me. Tony took a chair and James sat in the other. I asked if anyone wanted a drink and Monica started passing out beers and I took a coke. After she opened a beer for herself, she came and sat on my lap. The hair on James's neck stood up and he was not happy. I pushed her off onto the couch between Reggie and me. Tony was the current president and he was the judge and jury. He asked, "Britt, what happened today between you and James?" I told him the same thing I told Reggie about being a smart ass and getting my ass kicked. He turned to James and asked if that was so? James spoke up. "He said she was his slave so I whaled on him." Reggie spoke up, "I have found that in an argument that there is one side, the other side, and the truth. I have heard from all sides as well as Monica and another friend that was walking up the hill and saw the whole thing. Someone told me that Britt was minding his own business walking Monica back from the math lab when James made a special effort to turn around and get in his face. That same someone also told me that Britt said those things, but that he also tried to explain that there were other circumstances that James was not aware of that were none of his business. In addition, that while Britt was talking, James sucker punched a sixteen-year-old kid. Only after that did the sixteen-year-old kid take him down in self-defense. After the cops came, Britt did not file charges or point the finger but just said it was a fight over a girl and it was over. I also have friends that work at campus police. Britt did say that she was his slave and for another four days. That is the case because that is her punishment for being disrespectful and dishonoring the frat." Tony looked at me and then at James and asked, "Is anything that Reggie said not true?" We were all quiet when Monica chimed in, "I was there and that sounds right to me." Tony spoke to us again. "Is it true what I asked?" I spoke up, "Sounds right to me." James spoke next, "Well I didn't know any of that stuff about the frat and punishment. I didn't know about a math lab." Tony snapped, "I didn't ask you what you knew or thought, I asked you if he is telling the truth or a lie?" James lowered his head, "The truth." "OK, what do we do now? From the story I heard, James was the one to start this and except for Britt's comment about Monica being his slave, he didn't do anything that was out of the ordinary." "He was holding her hand," James said as if it was a big deal. Tony looked like he was looking at a little kid saying, "He started it." "James what is wrong with two people holding hands?" "He is white." "So, do you think that Martin Luther King would have a problem with whites and blacks getting along and maybe holding hands? Should we go back to segregated schools and maybe ride in the back of the bus. It is 1977. We can all get along. We are in college, not the hood. Haven't you ever spoken to a white woman before? I bet a couple will be at the party this Friday and we won't kick them out. Should the white guys raid our party and start a fight because we let white women in our party?" "No, that is different." Tony didn't let him say another word, "Different how?" "It just is." "No, it is not. You want equality, equal opportunities, and equal rights but you are being a racist. I know Britt. I know others that know him. He has never said anything or done anything but be friendly and helpful to us. He has gone out of his way to help us, but you go out of your way to pick a fight because he was helping a sister with her algebra, to help her become educated and self-reliant." He turned to Monica. "Does he treat you well during your punishment or does he tie you up and beat you." "Only when I ask him to or when I deserve it." She blushed. That caught Tony off guard. "Are you OK?" "Yes it is just play; it is part of my fantasy. He takes good care of his bitch, da Massa does." Tony smiled at that, and then turned to James. "This is not the first time you have done something before you understood the situation or the facts. What should the punishment be?" I spoke up. "I am getting tired of the way I am treated but I don't want another slave or be part of the punishment. You guys can kick the shit out of each other and fuck each other up the ass for all I care but this is too much drama for me. I think I will skip the party on Friday and I will be friends with those Alphas that have a brain and a heart and an open mind." I could tell he didn't like the "fuck each other" comment but he let it slide. "We will deal with this issue ourselves. You are always welcome at the house or at our parties. I am sorry for the problems we have caused you." We shook hands and he and James left. Reggie stayed and hung out for a while. I told him I had a headache but was wondering if he could fuck Monica for me since I wasn't up to it. He looked at Monica and she was smiling and nodding her head. She stepped toward the ladder but I asked if he could take her to his room. He nodded and they left. (Let him clean his own fucking sheets) I thought. I fell sideways, kicked my feet up, and fell asleep on the couch. Monica came back around midnight and then slipped back out. She was back fifteen minutes later freshly showered. I got off the couch and climbed up into bed with my naked slave. She did start to suck my dick and I came a little later and fell back to sleep. Thursday morning, I told Monica, "You were supposed to go home after your meeting tonight and we were going to hook up Friday after the party. You can come over Saturday or just call it off and we are square. No more slave requirements." "Thanks, I will think about it." She gave me a kiss and headed to class. I did my workout and then took my shower. I looked in the mirror and still had a shiner but it wasn't too bad. April saw me in humanities class and asked if I was OK? I told her I was fine and she should see the other guy. I had seen her running a few times this semester but not as often. I sat through the class and then had a quiz in chemistry. I am glad I studied; most of the students were unprepared. I had lunch by myself and did some homework while I ate. I had business law after lunch and then headed back to get my studying done. Shannon stopped by and so did Karen. Both had heard rumors and wanted to see if I was OK. I did get a couple of kisses. Karen stayed to talk and since I had finished studying, I asked if she wanted to get high and throw the Frisbee? She did and we went out to play catch. A few others would stop and play for a while and then move on. Karen invited me to lunch with her and Michelle on Saturday. I accepted and looked forward to spending time with friends. Reggie stopped by to see if I was OK on Thursday night and apologized again for James. I told him to forget about it. I asked if he had fun with Monica and he said that she was great in bed. He also said that she liked me a lot and was very happy with the punishment she was receiving from me. Friday was a light day with chem. lab being my only class. I was ready for the lab and my partner was ready so we finished early and headed out. I wanted to go to the party but knew I would just make a scene so I passed. All of the guys in my dorm were older and didn't go to frat parties so I decided to stay in and stay out of trouble. There were a few guys playing cards. I asked if I could sit in. They were playing Texas Hold 'em, a new game one of them had just learned and they were all enjoying. They explained the rules to me. I knew the game inside and out, and since they were still in college, they were playing for $10 a game. There were five guys so they played $40 for first, and second got his money back. I finished second in the first game and won the next two. I was up $60 and the others did not like my beginners luck. I thanked them for the games, went back to my room, and listened to music. It was around 2 in the morning when I heard a knock on my door. It was Monica and she had her overnight bag with her. She came in and gave me a deep kiss. You could tell that she had a little buzz, but she was happy to see me and just a little bit horny. I had been asleep for a while but was now up. I got her naked as I already was and asked her how the party was. She said, "James was on the shit-list and spent all night on garbage duty. He couldn't even talk to the girls. He wasn't a happy boy. He did apologize to me and he seemed sincere." Monica had stopped by the shower on the second floor before she came to see me so she smelled good and felt good too. We had another round of slow sex. She got off a couple times and I came before we went to sleep. We had morning sex and then we both hit the head. I remembered the lunch with Karen and Michelle. I did my workout and took a shower. Monica was clean when I got back. "Monica, I am glad you came back to finish out the contract. I like you and enjoy spending time with my bitch." "You a good massa too. I not run away, massa." I laughed at her. I called over to Michelle's place to check on plans. They had gotten up late and wondered if brunch would work? "Sure, I have a friend with me. Can you pick us up?" They came and got us. We were going to do lunch and then Monica and I were going to the 8 pm football game. Every place was crowded but we stood in line for Skeeter's. They had the biggest breakfast in town and when they asked me, that was where I told them I wanted to go. Everyone got along and Monica was not shy. We were all joking and Karen asked if Monica had spent the night last night? Monica said, "I am his slave for the week. I sleep where he tells me to." She brought it up. I looked around to make sure I wasn't going to receive another sucker punch and then looked at the girls. Karen said, "You mentioned a slave last week. You need to explain this." "Let's go back to your place and have a few mimosas and I will explain it," I said. We stopped to pick up some bubbly and orange juice. We sat in their living room and I told them the whole story including the fight. They just sat there. Occasionally they would shake their heads and wonder if there was anything normal in my life. I ended it by telling Monica to take off her top. I thought her tits and nipples were fantastic but just watched the two lesbian's faces as she dropped her bra. I saw lust. "Michelle, if you and Karen get naked I will let both of you borrow my slave for an hour or two." Michelle didn't even look at Karen for approval but just peeled off her top. I had been with her before and she wasn't shy. Karen stood but was slower to undress. She walked over to me and whispered in my ear, "You are such a pig. You just want to see a live lesbian show." I leaned closer to her. "I think her nipples are a work of art and wanted to share a good thing with my good friends. I also wanted to get you naked and maybe take a turn with your girlfriend if you are all right with it. I wouldn't mind taking you for a spin if you are up for a little fun with a man." "So my boy has turned into a man. I am feeling a little frisky so why don't we say that I am off limits for now but everything else is OK. We may have to change the rules later. I am not on the pill so if we change the rules you will have to have a rubber." I kissed her and told her to have fun. She took off her top and started to suck on Monica's other nipple. Michelle had her hand rubbing between Monica's legs and the clothes were dropping slowly from one girl and then another. I grabbed Michelle's keys and locked the door behind me. I jogged six blocks to the drug store and picked up a dozen rubbers. You never know, but I didn't want to have to dress and run out if Karen got adventurous. I slipped back in, all of the clothes were on the floor in the living room, and all of the noise was coming from the bedroom. Monica was on her back with Karen rubbing her pussy on her mouth and face. Karen was facing the foot of the bed and was playing with Monica's nipples. Michelle had put on a strap-on and was fucking Monica while licking around Monica's tits. I wasn't expecting the strap-on and made a sound that grabbed Karen's attention. She saw the rubbers in my hand and then the size of the box. "You are quite the optimist, Britt. You think you can turn me straight?" "I wouldn't want to try Karen. I love you just the way you are. If you give me a chance I will try to show you just how I feel about you." She climbed off Monica's face and walked over to me. She climbed up on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss. "Michelle uses that thing on me so much, that I might as well have a boyfriend. If I could have someone with your cock and Monica's tits, I might just get rid of Michelle." Michelle said, "I heard that, you slut." "I know. It was for your benefit that I said it. You better keep pleasing me the way you do. I see that the grass may be greener elsewhere." Karen turned to me and said, "I have wanted to be with you before, but always chickened out. Your slave has me dripping and my normal cock is busy. Will you make me feel good baby?" I saw they had a king-sized bed and there was more than enough room for us, so I led her over and laid her down. "Do you need for me to do the oral exam or just the probing portion, doctor?" "I completed my oral exam with Monica. Just get naked and then suit up for the probing." I was glad I didn't have to compete with a lesbian in the oral sex department. I stripped my clothes and put on a rubber. I climbed in next to her and did make out with her for a while. I stoked her to make her relax to my touch. When she was ready, she gave me a small push and I moved over her. She reached down and stroked me a couple times before she lined up my cock. I gave a slow push and she opened right up. She was wet and I slid in a couple of inches. I backed out a bit and then pushed in a couple more inches. By the fourth or fifth push, I was all the way in. I flexed and she could feel my cock pulse inside her. I wanted her to know that this thing was made of flesh, not out of rubber. She squeezed her muscles around me and I started to thrust in and out. I wanted her to enjoy it so I kissed her face and kept an eye on her reactions. She seemed to be enjoying it. I picked up the pace and she had a small orgasm. The other two girls had stopped and were watching. I kept going and tried to please Karen. She was building up for a second orgasm when Monica leaned over so she could suck on Karen's tits. In the meantime, her own tits hung in Karen's face. Karen accepted the invitation and took the first mammoth nipple into her mouth. She was soon having a hard second orgasm. The rubber was giving me some extra staying power, but when Karen went off the second time, I couldn't hold on any longer and I filled the condom. I pulled out so we didn't have any accidents and Michelle's face took my place. I sat back and watched the three women go at it. They continued for about twenty minutes until they all needed a break. We all jumped into the shower one after the other for a quick rinse. I was last and barely had enough hot water. The small shower was impossible for more than one person. We had a couple more drinks and then Monica and I walked back to the dorm to get ready for the game. I had some sandwich stuff in the room and fixed us a snack. We had tickets in the block with the Alpha frat. We showed up a little late and a little stoned. Reggie had given us the seats next to him so there were not any problems. We tied against #15 ranked Pittsburgh. We would end the year 6-4-1 and we were 2-2-1 at home, so it was not the best of times in Florida football but we still cheered for them. We got back from the game and I put on some music. I held her on the couch for a while and then went up to the loft. We kissed some and had some slow sensual sex. Then I held her all night. This all started as a punishment but it had grown into something more. I was holding her in the morning when she woke up. It was Sunday so no workout. I rolled onto my back and she rolled onto her side with her head on my chest. "I am sorry for all of the crap you had to go through because of me. I told my mom what had happened and she was pissed at me. She said that I was a spoiled little girl and I needed to grow up." "You told her about being my slave for the week?" "I tell her almost everything and when you got sucker punched by James and then taken to jail, I didn't know what to do." "Is she on her way here to kill me?" "No, I told her you were a good massa and you take care of your property. I told her I was having a good fantasy. She has called every day since the fight. I told her on Friday not to bother calling again until Sunday night. She said I should keep up my end of the contract and take good care of you." "She is the one who has nipples like yours. Does she like young white men?" I got a smack on my chest for that. Monica said, "You have me, you don't need that old woman." "I will tell her you said that." I took her out for breakfast. Afterwards she came back to grab her stuff and told me that she may stop by from time to time. She took down my phone number and gave me hers before she gave me a kiss and headed back to her place. Karen stopped by after her weekend at Michelle's place. She sat on the couch and I asked about how she was doing. "I am doing well. I think I am over Carole. I still see her almost every day at school but I have Michelle and we are not competing, so the relationship is easier to deal with." I asked how she was doing with her classes and she told me that she was still making mostly A's and a couple of B's. She said, "Thank you for yesterday. I have not been with a man for six years and none ever felt as good as you did. I still like girls but I did have fun with you and the girls. That Monica has some great tits. Michelle had fun and was happy that we got together for a romp." "Are you two serious or what?" "We are both having fun. I think that it is too soon for me to make a commitment but we are both enjoying each other for now. What about your slave?" "That ended today. She left around noon. She is a good girl and I think she grew up quite a bit this week. I thought you might enjoy her and I don't think I was wrong." With that, she got up and kissed my cheek before saying, "We all had fun and your slave is definitely bi. Thanks for bringing her by. I have to get my stuff together for class tomorrow. I will see you around stud." She walked out. ------- Chapter 15 Reggie stopped by to see if I wanted to watch the World Series with him this week since we both had money on the game. I knew that I had $500 at 7 to 1 odds, but didn't know what he had bet. "Did you follow my lead or are you betting against me?" "I would never bet against you. You are the luckiest SOB I have ever met. You win the bets, you get the girls, and you even got a slave for a week just because she talked too loud in the hall. I scraped together $500 myself but only got 4 to 1 odds, because it was later in the season. I am hoping that your luck doesn't run out or I will need to get another job and eat Ramen noodles for the rest of the year." "I will get out the lucky rabbit's foot to make sure things go our way. Do you want to go see if we can take some money playing pool? The other night, I took the guys here for $60 playing cards. Let's go see if we can make it grow." "Man, that sounds like a good idea." We went over, played some pool, and did win some money, but it was Sunday night and there were not a lot of people at the pool hall. We won $40 total. April was walking through the Union and saw me. She walked over and I introduced her to Reggie. "Reggie this is April. She has been stalking me since I started school here. I don't know if she works for a private investigator or if she is just after my body." April replied, "Reggie, Britt has been following me around for months. I think he works for my parents." Reggie said, "It is nice to meet you. I live down the hall from Britt and have not seen you around so either you are good or he is the one stalking you." I protested, "Reg, you traitor. See if I let you ride my coat tails on my sports bets ever again." April replied, "What bets?" Reggie said, "We bet on the National League to win the All-Star game and now we each have money on the Yankees to win the series." April jumped in, "Can I get in on that? I am from New York and have been a Yankees fan since I was a baby." We both just looked at her. I said, "You don't sound like you are from New York." "I went to boarding school. I didn't want to stand out so I worked on not having an accent. My parents don't have the accent either. So can I get in on the bet?" "How much do you want in for?" "I don't know what are you in for?" "We each have in $500. I got in a couple months ago at 7 to 1 odds. Reg is in at 4 to 1 odds. I don't know what the current odds are, now that it is upon us. It maybe 2 to 1 or worse. How much were you thinking of?" "I was thinking $100 tops. I don't know about the odds." Reggie spoke up and said it was right around 2 to 1 odds, since they had already made it to the series. "April, you can have part of my bet up to $100, but you have to watch it with us and not just come by to collect." "Deal, $100 at 7 to 1 odds. I will watch the games with you. We can split the cost of the pizza and beer." "Ok, where do we want to watch the game? I would say our lounge, but I don't think the crowd is right. Let's go out to the Porpoise or Snuffy's. Both places have nice TVs, and the food and beverages are right there. They don't have pizza, but they have almost everything else." She said that sounded good and she would give me the $100 in class on Tuesday, which she did. We got a funny look from the girl next to her when I asked "Was I that good?" The first game was Tuesday night. We met at the Purple Porpoise and staked out a table with a good view of the TV. We ordered some snacks and beer. I had a coke. April found out I wasn't old enough to drink yet and had a big laugh at my age. The game went twelve innings but the Yankees came out ahead, 4 to 3. Over the next week, we became more comfortable with each other and when the Yankees lost the second game at home to tie the series, they both were whining to me. They would play the third, fourth and fifth games in Los Angeles and if the Dodgers won those three home games, they would have the four games needed to win the series. I offered to take all of the bets off their hands if their stomachs were too weak to handle the pressure. I think Reggie would have taken me up on it but April said, "Hell no; we aren't going to give you our bets. We are going to collect when the Yanks kick their butts." She had been drinking during the 6 to 1 loss. Friday night we changed bars since April wanted a fresh venue. We went down to Snuffy's. The Yankees won on Friday and Saturday before losing 10-4 on Sunday. The Yankees were up 3 to 2 games and the series was moving back to New York for the final two games. Tuesday night the Yankees won 8 to 4 to win the series. I had $400 at 7 to 1 so I made $2,800 plus I got my $400 back. Reggie made $2,000 and April made $700. We were all happy but I had not had a drink during any of the games, so I invited both of them back to my room for a celebration. Wednesday is a light day for April and me, and Reggie had a light schedule too. We went back and I got out some beers. We talked about baseball and after a sly question to April, we found out she was a true college student and wanted to take a toke or two on the bong so we partied for a while. Reggie stepped out after a while and I asked April if she wanted me to walk her back to her dorm or if she wanted to spend the night. "Spend the night? You are a smooth one my friend." "I have a couch, a bed or I can walk you home. I am not being mean or nasty. Besides, you are a pretty girl. I wouldn't want you to think that you were not up to my high standards." "Ok, I guess if you put it that way, you can walk me home." Her dorm was about a mile away and the entire way was downhill. I walked her to her door. She put her key in the lock and she stopped. "My roommate is probably asleep. Thanks for the bet and the company, I had a lot of fun over the last week. I am also glad that you think I am pretty." She gave me a kiss and then turned the knob and went into the room. I did not see her when I ran on Wednesday morning but did see her in class on Thursday. I gave her the money that Reggie had picked up the day before. She said loud enough for the girl next to her to hear. "Was I that good?" "You were awesome baby. When can we get together again? She started to blush when her joke backfired. When she recovered she said, "When do you want to get together?" "Anytime. What are you doing tomorrow night? I have come into some money recently and am looking for a date to help me spend some of it." The girl next to April said, "If she can't make it, I am free." April snapped back, "I can make it honey, go look somewhere else for a man." I laughed at her and then both girls joined in. I said, "April, you should learn to share your toys." "I am an only child and never learned to share. Sorry." I just shrugged and then the class got quiet as the professor walked in. After class, we went our separate ways, after she said she would come by my room around 5 PM on Friday. I studied and got ready for chem. lab. Friday breezed by and April showed up at 5 PM. We went out to a nice Italian restaurant. She had a couple glasses of wine and told me about her family. They have a place in New York City but spend summers in Rhode Island where they have a summer home. Her parents love to sail and have a boat at the yacht club. April attended boarding school in New Hampshire and she was studying to be an engineer here in Florida. Florida has a good program and she wanted to be somewhere warm but she did not want to go to Georgia Tech. I told her about growing up in Florida and working on a business degree. After dinner, we went to the putt-putt golf course. I was enjoying talking to her and didn't want to go to a movie where we would have to be quiet. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my room or should I take her to her dorm. She said that I should come to her place. She did let me in this time but her roommate was there. Her roommate was from Jacksonville; Lisa was nice but was somewhat boring. April walked me out and kissed me goodnight. I walked uphill for the mile back to my place and hit the rack early. Saturday morning I was up early for another local road race. I did not need to run them, but I liked the competition and running with other people instead of just running alone. It only cost $10 or $20 per race and the money went to one charity or another. So I ran them often. I was surprised to see April when I showed up. I was shirtless since they always give you a shirt and I never had a place to put it. I registered and donned my new shirt. I wandered over to April and said, "Good morning, beautiful." "Hey, I didn't know you were running this morning." "I run every morning except Sunday." "I meant in the race, dummy." "I call you beautiful and I get 'dummy' in return. I am hurt." She gave me a hug and said. "I am sorry, are you nervous about the race?" "No, it is just a run for me. Are you trying to win the whole thing?" "No, I am running to support the cause." "What are we running for today? I run in these all the time." "Look at your shirt. We are running for the American Heart Association." "That is cool. How do you want to run the race? I can slow down and run with you, or you can speed up and run with me? We can always just meet at the finish line and run our own races." "I can't keep up with you Britt and you would feel like you were walking with me. Let's just meet at the finish." That is what we did. I finished in 1st place since the UF cross-country team was a no show. I got a medal and waited for April to come in. It was only 3.2 miles so she was in about nine minutes after me in the middle of the pack. She asked what I was going to do after the race and I said that I had planned on swimming and then showering before breakfast. April had ridden her bike to the race and asked if I wanted to have breakfast with her when I was done? She was going to ride back and shower and then would ride over to my place. I jogged back to the dorm (uphill) and did my pushups and sit-ups before heading over to the pool for my swim. I was surprised that the pool was busy with people. It seems that there was going to be a swim meet there, and people were starting to file in from various teams. It didn't look like they were going to start very soon so I just jumped in and started my laps. Dawn saw me and came over when I was done. She had a big smile on her face. "You are crazy. Can't you see there is going to be a meet? Everyone else in the pool swims for a college team and you treat it as if it is your backyard pool. You could get in trouble." "If the meet had started I would have not jumped in, but it looks like a bunch of people swimming laps. What is one more person?" Just then, the swim coach walked up to us. Dawn froze in place. I turned to him and said, "Good morning." I stuck out my hand and he shook it. "Good morning, I am Coach McCorkle. Who do you swim for?" "I don't swim for a team I was just getting in some laps. What time does the meet start today? I may come back and cheer on the team." "The meet will start around 9. You shouldn't be swimming laps but I guess it didn't hurt anything. I hope you come back as we can use all the support we can get." "I need to get some breakfast but then I will try to stop by. Good luck." I turned to Dawn, "What events are you swimming and what time will they be?" She rattled off five different events spread out over the entire day. I wished her luck and left to meet with April. April was waiting for me in the lounge when I made it back. I let her in my room while I ran down the hall for a quick scrub. I came back and we headed over to the strip for some breakfast. She had some eggs and toast. I had the whole deal with bacon, hash browns and grits. I asked April if she wanted to watch the swim meet and she shrugged. "Sure, I don't have any other plans." I walked back, grabbed my camera and some lenses, and put them in my pack. We walked over and I held her hand while we crossed the street and didn't let it go. April is a pretty girl. She looks more as if she should be from California than New York. She is about 5' 9", blonde hair, blue eyes and maybe 115 pounds with very nice shaped B+ cup titties. I was happy to be holding her hand. I had to buy tickets and the stands were full of both fans and competitors. I guess the sidelines were not large enough for all of the swimmers. We found a place and settled in. The meet had already started and it looked like there were around six teams competing. I knew a little about swim meets from working them as a trainer back in high school. I explained things to April. I got out my camera and, after taking a few of April. I changed lenses and film to finish off the roll. I had higher speed film and a larger 600 mm telephoto lens. I found Dawn getting out of the pool after a quick warm up and she was standing near the starting blocks. I clicked off a few while she waited and then the rest of the roll during the race. I was cheering for Dawn as I took pictures. She finished a close second. Not bad for a freshman. I looked over at April and she asked, "Is that your girlfriend?" I think she was jealous. "No, I have met her when I swim laps in the morning but only know her name. I saw her this morning and met Coach McCorkle as well." "Oh, it seemed like you knew her better." We watched some more of the meet and I introduced Dawn to April when she came back up in the stands. We left around 2 PM since we were both getting hungry and didn't want to eat concession stand food. We were walking over to the Rathskeller. When we arrived, we ordered a pizza and some drinks. While we were waiting on our food, I had an idea. I said, "April, if I had a car we could get out and do more. If I wanted to bring my car up would you help me bring it up if I let you borrow it?" "You want me to pick up your car and you don't have a license? Do you want me to be your driver?" No, well yes. Let me explain. I have a car, a Toyota Land Cruiser. I don't have my license yet to drive it. If you brought it up then I could use it to get my license and you could drive it whenever you needed a car. What do you think?" "I think that sounds like a good idea. How would we get the car up here?" "I would make a call and it would be delivered." "You just snap your fingers and everyone jumps for Britt." "It is not like that. You make me sound like a snob or something." "I am still trying to figure you out, Britt. You seem more mature than most of the freshmen in my classes, but you are younger. You have your own place like a senior. You know all kinds of people. You won that race this morning and didn't even mention it when I finished. You are comfortable in bars, calling cabs, money seems to be no object and even though I seem to be falling for that person, I keep forgetting that you are only barely sixteen. I am nineteen and that freaks me out. I enjoy being with you and if you were eighteen I would be all over you. I am just confused. When I saw you giving attention to Dawn today I was so jealous." "I am an old man in a kid's body. Thinking about it, I raised myself. I have already made enough money to retire and I find school to be easy if you do the work. I am comfortable with who I am and what I do. I don't fear the school, my parents, teachers or anyone. I do what I want and let the chips fall where they may. I am mature because I had to either grow up and stand up or just be another sheep in the flock." "That is all new information to me and I was already having problems trying to understand you. You have already made enough money to retire? My dad works like eighty hours a week and says he needs more. You raised yourself and my family chose to have me raised at boarding schools. I am so confused. I want you but I'm afraid of who you are." Our pizza came and I ordered another beer for April and coke for myself. The pizza was too hot to eat yet so I took April's hand and held it. "April, I am not looking for a girlfriend or a wife at this point in my life. I am young but I know what I want in life and the steps it will take me to get there. I think you are pretty but also you are athletic, smart, funny, caring and know how to have a good time. I want to be your friend. If you want to take it further, we can do those things as well. If you are just looking for a husband then you should probably move on. I have slept with a number of women since I have been here. Every one of them was just there for a good time, except one. They all knew what the deal was and all of them still talk to me and stop by when they have time. What I am trying to say is that it sounds like you are trying to make a lifetime choice to see if I am the one or not. Well I am not; at least right now I am not." "I will have to think about what you said and figure out what I think. Let's hold off on the car until we can figure out what we are to each other." "I just hope we can be friends because you are a very special woman." We ate the pizza but it was quiet at the table. There was a guy playing a guitar, so we just listened to him. I settled the bill when we were done and I asked if she wanted me to walk her home. "Britt, I want to be your friend. I am still trying get my arms around who you are. I enjoy being with you and I think you are cute too. I am not happy about the other women. I think I am a little jealous but I don't know why. I can get home by myself and I will see you on Tuesday in class." I walked back toward the dorm but went over to the pool to watch the end of the meet. Dawn was in the second to last race of the meet. It was a relay and she swam 100 yards of breaststroke. They won so she was very happy when she came back up to the stands. I told her congratulations. She said thanks and asked where my girlfriend went? "She isn't my girlfriend. I ran in a road race this morning and she was running as well. We are in the same humanities class and we were going to meet for breakfast after I swam. We had breakfast together and I invited her to watch you and your team swim. We did take off for lunch a while ago but she went home so I came back to watch the end of the meet. I got some good pictures of you swimming. I will try to get them developed this week and bring them to you." "That is cool. Thanks. There is a party tonight for the swim team if you want to go." I started to laugh and my reaction took her off guard. "What is so funny?" "I am sorry. I was somewhere when I heard about swimmers getting together for a shaving party where they shave to get ready for a meet. I remember they presented it in a very sexual way when they told me how they shaved 'EVERYTHING.' So here, you invite me to my first swim party and the first thing that pops into my head is the image of watching girls getting a shave. I have such a dirty mind but sometimes it can be fun." She was blushing by the time I was done. She said, "This party is not a shaving party, but they do happen. Do you want to go tonight?" "Sure, do you want to meet at the party or somewhere else?" "Where do you live?" "I am in North Hall right across the street, how about you?" "I am in the athletic dorm right behind the stadium." "I know where that is. I usually eat at the athletic cafeteria and play basketball right next to your dorm. Where is the party?" "It is about half a mile north of the stadium in the student ghetto. I have walked there before. There are six swimmers that all rent a house." "Do you want to have dinner before we go?" "I am starving. I will grab something on my way back to the dorm if that is OK." "Sure, I can pick you up at your dorm. What time do you want to go?" "Meet me at 7?" "I will be outside the main entrance." I went back, turned on some music, and tried to take a nap but couldn't fall asleep. I had to take another shower to get rid of the bed head. I was on time and waiting when Dawn emerged. We walked over to the house where they were holding the party. We went in and there were quite a few people there. Dawn wanted a beer so I got her one and a coke for myself. We wandered around and she introduced me to some of her teammates. There was one guy, who kept giving me dirty looks all night. I didn't know who he was or what his deal was. Around 10 PM, the lights went down in the living room and some people started dancing. Dawn had only had two beers so we were both pretty sober. She wanted to dance so we danced to a couple of lively songs and then a slow song came on. She came into my arms and we danced together. By then Mr. Dirty Looks had consumed enough drinks to convince himself that I had stolen his girl, and he was now man enough to take her back. Jack was a junior on the swim team and had fallen for Dawn. He had never told her that or asked her out, but when she showed up with me he took it personally. After the slow dance, I asked Dawn if she wanted another beer. She said she would like a Tab so I went to get us each a soda. When I pulled my hand out of the cooler, I turned to find Jack's fist coming at me. I ducked and he fell forward with his momentum. My initial thought was that I needed to stop going out with girls. This was the second guy that wanted to beat the crap out of me. I took the soda and threw it at him as hard as I could. I got very lucky and hit him in the nose. I broke his nose and the can exploded with soda going everywhere. Two other guys jumped in to stop it from going any further. One had seen the whole thing, who was the captain of the swim team. He asked what was going on, as Jack was holding his face with blood coming out of his nose. I shrugged and said, "I have no idea what is going on except he tried to take my head off." "I saw that. I guess you took care of the threat pretty well. That will not be fun swimming with a broken nose. I will take care of this. Do you mind taking off so this doesn't get out of hand?" By then Dawn was at my side and she nodded, so I said, "No problem, I didn't mean for any of this to happen." "I understand, drunk people do some pretty dumb stuff and sometimes it comes back to bite you in the ass or bust your nose in this case." Dawn and I left. She apologized for Jack and she said that she thought that he liked her but had never asked her out so she couldn't believe he went off the deep end like that. "I wouldn't have gone out with him even if he had asked. He is a good swimmer but thinks he is God's gift to the world." I decided I needed to take up self-defense classes since so many guys were trying to kill me for just standing next to girls. At least this time no one went to jail nor did I receive a black eye. I walked Dawn back to her dorm and I got a kiss on the cheek before she went inside. I was home by 11 PM and just went to bed. Sunday I had my paper and breakfast and then made an effort to get ahead in every class. I studied right through lunch and then went to dinner with Reggie. He was in a great mood. He said that having money in the bank was a great feeling and asked if I had any more bets that he should be looking into? I had been so busy finishing high school and getting ready for college, that I had missed the Seattle Slew Triple Crown winner this past year ... However, the 1977-1978 seasons were the only time there were back-to-back winners and the last in history for a horse to win all three races. I knew that "Affirmed" would win it all next year, so I would need to get some money down on the races. I think the odds were around 200 to 1. It was definitely a race that I needed to bet on to win some addition money. Reggie said, "Earth to Britt, hey man you still with me?" "Yeah, I was just thinking about sports. I was thinking about the Triple Crown this year and how Seattle Slew won the whole thing, and that the odds were around 200 to 1. I need to play the horses next year and pick the winner." "That doesn't happen very often. Who are you going to pick?" "I don't even know any of the horses for this year's races. I will have to mark my calendar." "$5,000 returns a million dollars man. That would be a nice win." "Like you said, Reg, you never know when lightning will strike. $5,000 would be a lot to lose." I was in relaxed mode so I went back and watched some TV in the lounge before I headed to my room. Shannon stopped by with my groceries around 10 PM and we talked for a bit. She asked if I had any new slaves so that she could get a trade going with Benji. I told her that girls were just getting me in trouble and I was going to lay low for a while. She said, "Britt, I won't believe that until I see it. I bet you could have a girl over here in ten minutes with just a couple of phone calls. Heck, if Benji hadn't seen me come in I may just give you some myself." I reached down and slid my hand into her pants. I swiped my finger through her slit and back out of her pants. I licked my finger clean. "It looks like you are still shaving. I may have to go looking for a slave." Shannon gave me a kiss and then turned and headed back to her, I mean Benji's room. Monday started out as it normally does, except when I showed up at the pool for my morning swim. I saw Dawn when I arrived and then I saw Coach McCorkle approach me as I put down my towel. "Hey Coach, I am not used to seeing you here so early." "I got a call from Jack and he said you broke his nose the other night." "Yeah, I guess I did. Who else did you talk to?" "Just Jack and now you. So you don't deny breaking his nose and putting him out for the next few meets." "Well I guess he didn't tell you the whole story. Dawn invited me to the team party. I was having a good time at the party and I was getting Dawn a Tab from the cooler. At that point, a drunken Jack came up behind me and tried to sucker punch me. I ducked his punch and threw the Tab at him. The can broke his nose and the fight was quickly broken up by two other swimmers." Dawn had gotten out when she saw me talking to the coach. She said, "Tim and Rich stopped Jack from getting up. Rich saw the whole thing and will back up what Britt just said." Coach said, "It sounds like Jack left out a few details and also broke the rules about being drunk. I am glad I came down to talk to you. I almost called the police to report it." "I am also glad you came down to talk to me. I didn't know he broke his nose but I am not surprised. As soon as it happened, I walked Dawn home and then went to bed. I really hadn't thought about it since." "Well, have a good swim. What do you swim anyways?" "I swim 1,000 yards six days a week after my six mile run. I start with 100 pushups and 200 sit-ups. I used to run in high school until a car hit me while I was running. Now I run only for exercise and I do a few road races for fun. I won the race last weekend for the American Heart Association." "How fast are you in the pool?" "I have never timed myself because I always swim as the last part of my workout and can't carry a stop watch when I swim." "Ok, I was just checking. You have the long lean body of a swimmer so I thought I would ask." "You can time me now if you want. I have never swum against anyone and used to swim in the lake or in my short pool at home." I jumped in and started to swim. I finished in just under twelve minutes. I didn't know if that was good or bad but the coach seemed impressed. He said, "Nice swim for someone that has never competed before and has already done his morning workout." "Thanks, I will see you around." I headed back to get ready for class. The rest of the day was the same stuff, different day. On Tuesday, I sat down and waited for April to show up. I thought she would be a no-show but she slipped in at the last minute and sat down next to me. Her timing coincided with the teacher and so I had to wait for the class to be over before we could talk. I asked how she was doing and if she figured out the secret of life and happiness. She was not her usual confident self. She said, "Britt, I never have been as fickle as I was the last two days. I kept changing my mind, thoughts and feelings. It was driving me crazy. I finally had to make a list of the pros and cons. That is how bad it was. The list of pros was long but the cons were significant." She handed me the list. I looked at it and I was happy to see a long list of traits that she liked about me. There were two items in the cons list, age and unable to commit. The second caught me off guard. "I see the list. What is the 'unable to commit' part?" "You said you didn't want a wife or a girlfriend." "Ok, I can see that. I really feel like I would end up hurting someone if I tried to make a lifetime commitment at this point in my life. I take that and say if I am unable to make a lifetime commitment is it fair to keep someone else as well as myself from enjoying life to the fullest? After we left dinner the other night, I went back and watched the end of the meet. Dawn asked me to go to a party and I did. We danced and I walked her home and got a kiss on the cheek. If we were dating, I would have gone home and sat in my room until you were ready to talk. If you were to receive an invite to go water skiing this weekend, would you have to miss out because of me? What if a frat guy wants to invite you to a formal? Will you have to skip it because I am not in the frat?" "If we are both ready to make a lifetime commitment, then I would be fine making a short term commitment. I plan on traveling and having many adventures before I want to be responsible for taking care of other people. I may decide to go skydiving or rock climbing. If I were to die that would leave you without your lifetime mate instead of missing a good friend." "I hear what you are saying but my mom got married at eighteen and had me when she was twenty. My dad is ten years older so I guess they instilled in me during my entire childhood that finding a husband early in life is very important. I am taking engineering to work at my father's engineering firm in New York. My parents try to set me up with eligible bachelors every summer when we are in Rhode Island. I am torn about what to do." "Why don't you just be my friend until something else comes along or until we can make the commitment you are looking for? You will probably find someone else first, so then you can thank me for keeping you company while you waited for Mr. Right." "But I may miss out on Mr. Right if he thinks I am with you. What happens if we become more intimate? I am not sure I could deal with other women sleeping with you." "I could share them with you if you felt better." After she smacked me on the arm she said, "You are such a man. I told you I don't share my toys well." "So can we continue to be friends and hang out or are you afraid I will cramp your style or get you arrested for statutory rape?" "Me rape you? I don't think so. I am just afraid that I may miss meeting someone because I am with you, but most of the guys in the engineering department either want to talk about my dad or are too weird for me. Maybe we can hang out and take it a day at a time." "Great, should we call your parents and give them the news or should we fly and tell them in person?" "You are a dork. Were you serious about having a car?" "Sure do you want to get it this weekend?" "How?" "If you want to go to central Florida we can get a ride or I can call a friend to pick it up." "Can we go to Disney World if we go to get it?" "Sure. Let me see if I can find us a ride. If you know anyone from Central Florida who is going home for the weekend, let them know. I will pay for gas if they have room for two." We went to our next classes and did the whole school thing. I asked Reggie if he was heading home and he said he wasn't. There was a bulletin board for rides and riders so I looked to see if anyone I knew was on a list. There wasn't. I finally called Mom to let her know I would be coming home to get the car and explained that April would be driving it--and me when I needed her to. She said John had mentioned that he may have to be up here later in the week and had asked for my phone number. I said I would give him a call. I called John's office. I got to his secretary and she talked to me for a few minutes until John finished his call. "Hey Britt, I was going to call to see if you wanted to have lunch this week." "I heard you may be in town and was wondering if you had room to drive me and a friend home for the weekend." "I will be coming up for meetings on Thursday and Friday. The plan is to be done around 3 PM but I can wait for you if you have class." "No, Friday is a light day so any time after 2 is fine. I will be bringing a friend home and we will drive the Toyota back. It is a pain to get around without a car." "No problem. Where do you want me to pick you up?" "Are you busy Thursday night or do you want to have dinner? You will have to make two stops on Friday or I can walk the mile to my friend's dorm." "I am free for dinner and two stops is not a problem. I am staying at the Holiday Inn near campus." "I will meet you in the lobby Thursday night at what time?" "6 should be good." "If you get a permission slip from Beth, I will try to hook you up, otherwise you will just have to sit and drool in your beer." "I will see what Beth says and let you know. I am looking forward to seeing you Thursday at 6 PM." I called April to let her know I had the ride taken care of. She started to ask all kinds of questions about who was driving, and what kind of car they had. The last thing she wanted was to be stuck in the hatch back portion of a VW Sirocco. I told her that I would take care of her and that she needed to trust me. Thursday night I walked over and met John in the lobby. He looked good, so after some handshakes and hugs, we headed out to the Purple Porpoise for burgers and oysters. It was a Thursday so it was crowded. John almost got whiplash checking out the co-eds in the bar. "John, did Beth give you a permission slip?" I held out my hand. He handed me the note and I read it. Dear Britt, Please keep John out of trouble. He doesn't have permission to hook up with some little slut so keep him on the straight and narrow. I can't wait to see you when you get back this weekend. Love, Beth I looked at him and said, "You had some balls to ask. It is too bad. I have some new pictures that you can look at. One day you and Beth will be somewhere where you don't know anyone and you can each fulfill your swapping fantasies." "Do you think she would want to do that?" "I would say the probability that she wants to is at 100%. That she would go through with it given the chance is at 75%. If she could have me, the probability is at 90%." "You have always been pretty cocky. This is a good burger by the way. Thanks for hanging out with the old guy." "Girls are attracted to guys with babies and those that are nice to their grandparents, so I am just using you as a prop, old man." We stayed for a bit and John had another drink. We walked back to my dorm so I could show him my cell and so he would know where to pick me up the next day. When we got there, I was happy to see Monica visiting Reggie. She called out to me when I walked into the hall. "Hey Britt baby, how you doing?" "Hey Monica, I have been missing you. You never stop by to visit anymore." "I don't have to anymore but I did come by to see you and then went over to Reggie's when you weren't home. Who is with you?" "This is my grandfather, I mean friend John, from back in Orlando. He is here on business and stopped by to buy me dinner." "That is nice. Nice to meet you, John." John said, "Nice to meet you too, Monica." I opened my door and stood aside so John could enter. As Monica walked up, I stopped her and said, "If you enter you will be my slave as long as you are in my room. If you want to meet as normal people we can meet in the lounge." She looked scared but finally gathered her resolve and nodded before entering my room. She was getting off on the potential for humiliation as she did when she was my slave. She had grown to trust me before and in addition, she was very horny. That is why she stopped by in the first place. I followed Monica in and closed the door. I asked John if he wanted a beer. "Since this place looks clean, if you have one, I will have one. When I was in college, my dorm was a mess. I didn't have my own room." "You probably made all the girls feel right at home with your trashed place where no one could sit down. Your room smelled like gym socks and the bong water was spilled on the rug." He looked at my rug. "We didn't have a rug." I walked over, took out my file folder, and handed John some pictures I had taken for my class over the summer. As he was looking through them, Monica started to fidget in her chair. I got her a beer as well and had her sit in my lap. She looked nervous but I let my hands start to rub her. John was looking at the pictures and I said to Monica, "John taught me how to use a camera and develop film. He has a dark room where I learned to make prints." She had on a sweatshirt and when my hand went underneath it, she was without a bra. I played with her nipples as they hardened and grew to the size of the last joint on my second finger. She sipped her beer and closed her eyes as I did to her what I wanted. When John got to the pictures of Monica, he looked up and I lifted her sweatshirt so he could see them live and in person. "Oh wow, those are very nice." I turned her a bit so I could reach one with my mouth and her hand came up to the back of my head to hold me to her. I pulled the sweatshirt over her head and she was topless. I had her stand and walk over to John. She was ready to do as I asked her and I was proud of her. When she was standing in front of John, I asked her, "What is your Mother's name, Monica?" "Yolanda Williams. Why?" "Well your mom is an attorney in Orlando and so is John. I thought that maybe they knew each other." John came out of his trance and realized he worked with Monica's mother. His colleague's daughter was standing in front of him with an amazing set of tits. He didn't know what to say or do. "John, if you don't mind walking back to your hotel alone, I think I am going to take care of this beautiful creature." "Sure I can find my own way." "Good do you want to take one of those pictures with you or is that vision imprinted on your brain? I would call Beth if I was you and I would make her talk dirty to you. I bet it would be fun. Goodnight, I will see you tomorrow." He did take a print and headed out. Monica was on me as soon as the door closed. She got naked and was on my lap riding me like a bucking bronco while I lavished her tit with attention. I think she came four times. I finally got my shirt off and my shorts off my legs. I dragged her up into the loft and she came once more before I let loose with my first orgasm. We rested for a bit before she took me in her mouth to get ready for round two. It wasn't quite as frantic or urgent but it was still very forceful as we pounded our bodies together. We were recovering together when she asked, "Do you think he knows my mom?" "Is she a good attorney?" "Yes. She works for one of the top firms in Orlando." "Then he knows her. He is my attorney and he is very good as well. He is also discreet. You don't have to worry about that. It was for his thrill as well as yours. I would have let him fuck you but his wife sent me a note telling me to keep him away from the college sluts. Speaking of being a college slut, Shannon said she wouldn't mind another swap but I told her I was all out of slaves at the moment." "Not tonight, but maybe I can come spend a weekend with you so we can work them into our schedule." "Sounds good. Do you want to stay the night or am I just your booty call of the day?" "You are just my booty call. I like that. I have not heard that one before." "Booty call, fuck buddy, friends with benefits, we can come up with all kinds of things to make you excel in your creative writing class. You know I want you to do well in school." "I am. I have all A's and one B and it is just as you said. I have one friend about to drop out and a bunch with C's. They are just lazy. The people at the math lab and writing lab are so helpful and it gives me a quiet place to do my homework anyways. My friend asked me the other day why I even went there since I was an A student. I didn't even answer her. She thinks I get A's because everything is just easy for me instead of seeing that I work at it and get the help I need when I need it. Most of the time I am explaining the things to the tutors so they can confirm that I understand it correctly." "That is great Monica. I am really proud of you and happy for you." "I am going to head back to my place, fuck buddy, so I can get some sleep before class tomorrow. Goodnight baby." "Goodnight." ------- Chapter 16 Friday I went to my classes and even did my homework and review before John showed up around 3:30. He had a new Mercedes-Benz 450 SEL in black. It was sweet looking. I threw my stuff into the trunk and hopped in. He didn't move. "That was pretty crazy in your room last night. You always seem to surprise me." "Yeah she is a long story. Do you know her mom?" I asked. "I do. She is a good attorney and actually works at my firm. She should be up for partner in a few years." "I told Monica that you wouldn't say anything. She would have fucked you if I told her to. Did you run back to the hotel or did you have to stop in the bushes to whack off, you dirty old man?" He laughed and said, "I did exactly like you told me and called home. I had to hold the phone with one hand and myself with the other. I had the picture on the desk as Beth walked me through the procedure. She wants to see the picture when I get home. I think she enjoyed the call as much as I did." "I am glad. Let's get this show on the road." When we pulled up, I hopped out and went in to get April. She was ready and only had one small bag like me but I carried it down and threw it into the trunk. When I turned around, she was still at the door staring at the car. "Did you hire a driver to take us to Orlando?" I looked and John was in his dark suit and the car was a big nice looking thing so I just shrugged and said, "This is John, our driver. He came up from Orlando and will drive us back." She slowly got in the car and you could tell she was wondering, "Who is this fucking kid?" I slid in back next to her and said, "Home, John." She didn't seem very happy so I said, "April, this is John Overstreet my neighbor, friend and attorney. He was in town on business and offered to drive us home. He already takes enough money from me so he won't let me pay for gas. His wife probably has dinner waiting for us so I can't buy the food. John, this is April Parson." John said, "Hi April. It is nice to meet you, and yes, Beth has dinner cooking so we better not stop, and you must stay for dinner." April said, "Were you really already in Gainesville for work?" "Yes, I came up Thursday morning and finished about 3 o'clock today." "Then it is nice to meet you as well, John. This is a very nice car and I am glad I am not stuck in the back of a Toyota Corolla." "Thank you. I like the car as well. We should be there in about two and a half hours." We talked about school and home. John told me about the kids and the family. As we got closer, I pointed out different things to April. She liked the big live oak trees that were all around Winter Park. We pulled up to the house and the kids ran to see John, and Beth came out to greet us as well. I introduced April and we walked inside. John took April inside to show her the house. I followed Beth to the kitchen. She had water boiling and sauce on the stove for spaghetti. I took her hand and kissed it and then sniffed and licked her fingers. She huffed, puffed, and pulled her hand away before turning beat red. "It seems you missed John while he was away. Or were you thinking about me?" "Oh you, stop that right now. I will not talk about this." April and John walked in and April said, "I love the pictures in the hall. You were so brave to do that but it should be in a museum it is so perfect." "Thank you, April. It is one of my favorites." "It is my favorite." I said. April said, "Britt, you just like it for the porn factor." Beth cut her off. "April, we can joke all we want tonight but that picture and Britt are off limits. He took those pictures for me and I can remember him with tears in his eyes as he created that masterpiece. Not a single person has had anything but the highest praise for it, and as much of an ass Britt can sometimes be, when it comes to those pictures he is Michelangelo in my eyes." April spoke up, "I learned something else new about Britt. I am sorry if I upset you. The photos are fantastic. I knew he took pictures but we have not talked about his photos." "It is okay. I want to smack him twice as often as hug him but that was one of the things he has done that is more than wonderful." "I have a few pictures if you want to see them." "Shut up Britt, I know about your pictures. Let me finish dinner. You go into the other room." April joined her, "Yeah, shut up, Britt, and go to the other room while we ladies finish dinner." I knew they were both kidding about being upset but wanted room to meet and finish dinner. I called over my shoulder as I left the room. "Just hurry up, ladies. I am a growing boy who needs my nourishment." The spaghetti was great with big meatballs and garlic bread. The adults had wine. I had a coke and the kids drank milk. I could have had wine but wasn't in the mood. After dinner we went to the house, and Mom and Bill were both there. I gave Mom a big hug and shook Bill's hand. I introduced April and Mom kept on about how pretty she was. I showed her the house and put her bag in one of the upstairs guest rooms. It was around 9 and I asked if she wanted to take the Land Cruiser for a spin to make sure it was ready for tomorrow. We went to the gas station and topped off. I checked the tire pressure and oil. When we were ready to go, I directed her down to Park Ave so we could get some ice cream at East India. I saw some people I knew and they stopped by to say hello. I introduced April and we went home for an early night. We were up early. I skipped the run but did the rest of the workout. April had a cup of coffee and freaked out when she saw me swimming with an alligator not too far away. I popped my head up and told her to calm down. The alligator is more afraid of me than I am of him. I finished my swim and got a lifesaving hug when I got out. We were at Disney when the gates opened and did all of the rides. She even wanted to go on the Dumbo ride and the carousel as we walked towards the Pirates of the Caribbean. I had a bunch of A and B tickets left. We had used up all of the E tickets. I would give them to John for the kids. April had a blast being a little girl and seeing all that the Magic Kingdom had to offer. We even stayed for the fireworks after I took her to the Top of the World at the Contemporary Hotel for dinner. We were out on the observation deck and she leaned back into my chest as we watched the fireworks. Afterwards, she spun around and gave me a kiss that continued to grow until another couple, with their kids, cleared their throats. April blushed but just said, "Sorry, I think it is time for the kids to go to bed. The show is over." We held hands on the monorail ride back to the car and I directed her as she drove to my house. She wanted to go swimming so I asked if she brought a swimsuit or if we should just go skinny-dipping. She had brought a swimsuit and so I changed and we met at the pool. We started kissing some more, and I felt her body as we melded together and I stroked her with my hands. I did hit most of the fun places but outside of her suit and when we were about to take the next step, she backed off and thanked me for a great day. I walked her to her room and then took a shower to get the chlorine off before I went to bed. We had breakfast with Mom. Bill didn't spend the night, so it was just the three of us. We walked down to say hi to Doug, we sat around and had a nice talk, and around noon we headed back to Gainesville. April liked the Land Cruiser because she could see so well sitting up higher. It had everything on it so it was an enjoyable drive. She had taken care of the parking permit before we left so she dropped me off after a nice kiss and said, "Thanks for the car and the trip to Disney. I like your mom and friends. Call me if you need to go anywhere. I will see you Tuesday." I ran into Dawn on Monday morning after my swim. She asked where I was over the weekend. They had another meet and I wasn't there to cheer her on. I told her I had gone back to Orlando for the weekend. I asked how she did and she said the competition was a little tougher but she was happy with her times. I remembered that I needed to develop the film from the week before. I would try to stop by the dark room after class today. Tuesday I was in class when April skipped in. She was in a good mood. She sat next to me and I asked, "What did you do with the serious, confused girl that used to occupy that body?" "She met a guy." "I leave you alone for a day with my car and you go out and pick up a guy?" "No, I mean you. I had so much fun last weekend." "I am glad; I had fun with you too." The teacher came in and we learned how to be humane. After class, she asked if I wanted to get together after my last class. "I was going to develop some prints but I can do it some other time." "You develop your own film? Can I come and see how you do it?" "Sure meet me outside the arts building around 3:30. Is that ok?" "Great. I will see you then." I took her into the dark room and showed her the different equipment. I explained what I would be doing and how it all worked. I got out the plastic sleeve that I had the negatives in from the day before. I placed the negative in the projector and shone the light down on the white plate. I showed how to size the print and either zoom in or out to get it the way you wanted. I showed her the timer and when she understood I turned out the lights and got some paper and placed it on the plate. I turned on the timer. The light came on and imprinted the image onto the paper. After that, I dropped it in the developer and we watched the image emerge from the paper. We moved it to the stopping agent and then into the rinse bath before hanging it to dry. I took another sheet out and did the same thing with 10 more seconds and then with 10 less seconds on the timer. She could see the difference between the three and said it looked easy. I changed to the next negative and told her to have fun. She was having fun so I just talked her through the first couple and then she was a machine through the rest of them. She was happy again and I was happy for her. We were walking back to my room when she said, "You know when you develop your own pictures, and you can take pictures of whatever you want." I chucked at her and said, "Like John and Beth in their hallway?" "Oh yeah. Do you have others like that?" "Like what?" "You know, naked pictures." "Yeah, it is one of my specialties. I have a few." "Can I see them?" "Sure, but you have to know that some of them were taken here at school so you can't say anything if you recognize any of my models." "Ok, I understand." "You also can't get back on your jealousy kick. There are naked women in the pictures and most are in my room." She hesitated to get a grip on what I had just said. "I understand that I am not the only girl in your life but I am enjoying my time with you." "Good, I am having a good time with you too." We entered my room and I went to get my files out. April said, "Now that we have a car we can get some groceries for this fridge." She pulled it open and found it fully stocked. "Where did you get all of this stuff?" "I have it delivered. One of the checkout girls brings it over after work on Sunday night." "Is that another one of your girls?" I took her hand and pulled her out of the room and down the hall. I knocked on the door and Benji opened the door. I said, "Hey Benji, is your girlfriend here?" Shannon poked her head out and I said, "Hey Shannon. I wanted to thank you for shopping for me over the last few months but I have a car here now and April will be taking me shopping for food. Maybe we will see you at the store. Thanks again." "Ok, I was happy to get the extra money each week but I understand. If you need anything in the future just let me know." "Ok, bye Shannon, bye Benji." I dragged April back down the hall and she just looked at the floor. When we got back to the room she said, "I am so sorry. I just told you I wouldn't be jealous and then stuck my foot in my mouth." "April, of all the things that I love about you, your intelligence is near the top. When you jump to conclusions about stuff like that, it is disappointing. You know I have seen other girls and I told you that you could see my photography and then you get snippy about helping someone in need of some extra cash bringing me groceries. I am an open book, I may not tell you everything I do, but I will not lie to you or hide anything from you." I had sat on the couch and she sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I am sorry, baby. I will try to be better." I kissed her neck and pinched her butt. She squealed and jumped up. She said, "That hurt. I was going to kiss you more but now I want to see the pictures you took." I took the file and put it on the desk. I turned on the lamp and pulled the chair out for her. "I will be up in the loft lying down. Let me know if you have any questions or if you see something you want to try." That wasn't the right thing to say. I was lying down and had on a "Kinks" album. I heard some ooohs and aaahs but she never asked me anything. I fell asleep after about 40 minutes. I woke up with April on the mattress next to me. I asked, "Are you done?" "Yes, I have never seen anything like some of the pictures you have. Were they all staged or were they action shots?" "I would have to look at the ones in question before I could answer you." "What about the one where you had Carrie tied up? She was in my dorm over the summer." "She was not posed but the first time I kind of caught her by surprise. She wasn't complaining when we got done." "What about the picture of the coke bottle, is that for real?" "It is real but taken to make it look larger than it actually is." "Can I try the restraints?" "Sure, they are right here." She grabbed one, put it on my arm, and then did the other arm. I was surprised how fast she tightened both down and had me stretched out. She then went to my shorts and undid the button and zipper before she slid them down my legs and off my feet. She looked at my penis that was limp on my thigh. She picked it up and started to play with it. It hardened in her hand and she gave me a hand job. When I came, she jumped back and it went all over my chest and stomach. She said, "That was cool." I asked her to unclip me, but she said, "No." and then, "I think that the pictures are pretty one sided so I am going to take your picture and then develop it myself. Maybe I will do things to you and make you beg me to let you go." I said, "April, every one of those women had a safe word so they could stop at any time. You have me tied up; if I asked you to let me go I think you wouldn't let me." "I thought you would enjoy this. I am enjoying it." "Do you want me to call some girls over that like to be tied up? You can play with them all night. Another option is you can take off your clothes and climb on my cock or on my mouth and I would enjoy that as well. At least you could get a towel and wipe off the cum while you figure out your next move, master." She did grab a towel and then unclipped me. I grabbed her and flipped her over on her back with me between her legs and my weight on her. I pinned her arms down and asked if this is what she wanted. She said, "No Britt, please stop." I immediately let her go. "Are you okay, April?" "You scared me. Thank you for stopping." "What you saw in the pictures is all about trust. I was serious about stopping as soon as they asked. They had a safe word "elephant". If they said that word then everything stops." "I guess I have a lot to learn." "Did you like the pictures?" "I did, Carrie looked hot all tied up. That black girl was very interesting. I am not sure my body will measure up." "I have felt your body and you will be one of my favorite presents to unwrap." I leaned in for a kiss and got one in return. I continued to make out with her and used my hand to get the rest of her body involved. I slid my hand into her panties and kept her mouth busy at the same time. I must have been doing something right as her hips started to thrust up into my hand. I continued to take turns rubbing her clit and then finger fucked her with two fingers. She got harder and harder with her thrusts until she finally came and came. She was still having aftershocks when we broke our kiss. I let her come back to level and then kissed her again. She was not ready for round two yet so she turned her head. I had slid my hand out of her pants and licked my fingers clean. She had a nice taste to her and I used my now clean hand to rub her stomach. I waited to see what was next. My cock was hard again and resting against my stomach. I asked, "Are you okay baby? I know that you want to take things slow but I enjoyed what you did for me and what you let me do for you. Are you ready to try some more?" "I have enjoyed it too but I think I need to slow down before I do something I don't want to do. I am pretty worked up." "Why don't you tell me what is out of bounds for today and I won't cross that line. I don't want to stop what we started." "I don't want to have sex, you know, intercourse." "I promise that we won't do that today even if you beg me to. Can we keep going?" I asked. "You promise?" "I will put my shorts back on if you will let me play with your luscious body." "Would you mind? I would feel more comfortable." I grabbed my shorts and slid them on. I was on my knees, buttoning my shorts. I then reached over and unsnapped her shorts. I slid them down her toned legs and then I uncovered her pretty pussy. Her bush was thin blonde hair that was a little curly but not kinky like most pubic hair. I wanted to see the whole package and lean in for a kiss and slide my hand up under her shirt. I felt her breasts in her lacy bra. I slid her shirt up and then off. She reached back and shucked her bra to leave herself naked. I kissed her again and moved from her mouth to her neck to her ear. I said into her ear, "You are so beautiful baby. I want to eat you up." I kissed down to those perky nineteen-year-old breasts. Her nipples were barely a shade darker than her skin. She had nice nipples and they seemed to be quite sensitive to my licks, sucks and nibbles. I used my hands to massage her breasts gently as my mouth worked on the tips. She did not cum but she was building up to something special. She was wiggling around and had quiet moans on a regular basis. I kissed down her flat tummy and rubbed my nose against her soft hair. I tilted my head so my tongue and lips made contact with her labia and clit. I sucked in gently and then flicked my tongue. I kept this up for a while and then added my fingers back into her pussy. I just went in and out for a bit while I licked and sucked on her clit. When she was getting close, I curled my fingers up and started to rub and tap on her G-spot. Two hip thrusts, a scream later, and she experienced her second big orgasm. She said, "Baby, please let's finish. I want you inside of me." I added another finger, kept thrusting them into her, and went back to sucking on her. I had a blonde mustache as I played my tongue across her clit. "Britt, please fuck me. I want your cock inside of me." I just kept up what I was doing until she came for a third time and then I let her rest. She rolled onto her side as her body came down and I slid up behind her and held her. She was breathing hard and it took a few minutes to get her breathing back to normal. I ran my hand up and down her arm as she recovered. She rolled over and kissed me. She said, "Thank you, baby. That was awesome. Do you want to fuck me now?" "Not today, honey, maybe another time. I had a great time and I love your body." "OK. Can you hold me for a bit?" I didn't answer but she rolled back over and was asleep in just a few minutes. I got up and changed into some gym shorts so I would be more comfortable. I made sure my alarm was set, pulled a light blanket up over both of us, and went to sleep. I woke up around 2 am when I heard my door close. I jumped up and ran to the door. I grabbed my keys and ran down the hall. I asked what she was doing and she said she didn't want to stay the night or have her roommate worry about her. "April, I understand but come back for a minute and let me get some shoes and I will walk you home." I grabbed my running shoes and put on some underwear and a t-shirt. I also grabbed a light sweatshirt that I had April put on for the walk home. We held hands and asked if she was all right. "I had a great time, and I am glad you didn't do what I asked you to do but kept your promise instead. You are a great lover and you made me feel really good." "I am glad you enjoyed it." After I dropped her off, I was wide-awake so I just started to run. I did around 8 miles and then went back to the dorm. I did my pushups and sit-ups and the phone rang. "Hello?" "Where have you been?" "I was awake so I went ahead and did my run but I was in such a good mood I ran 8 miles instead. I was just finishing my sit-ups when the phone rang. I was just about to shower. Why are you still up?" "I was making sure you made it home safely." "So you can walk home alone but you don't trust me? I think you were just making sure that none of your hall mates dragged me into her room." "Goodnight Romeo." "Night." ------- Chapter 17 Friday after class, April drove me down to get my driver's license. She thought it was funny. She said, "I feel like a mother, nervous for her son. Hey, have you ever even driven a car? I know you have one but I have never seen you drive or practice driving. Can you parallel park or do a three point turn?" I said, "Take it easy, Mom; I have been watching people drive for years. It looks pretty easy. Besides, I know the rules of the road. I read the driver's handbook." They eventually called me to take my test. The examiner walked out to my car with me. She was young, like mid-30's. No grey hairs yet. I said, "Good afternoon. My friends call me Britt." "Hello Britt, you can call me Mrs. Fleming." "Ok, I am parked over here." She told me to get into the car and turn on the lights, then to hit the brakes. She checked the tags before she got in the car. I had my seatbelt on and waited for her to get hers on as well. She said, "I want you to drive down to the cones that are set up and parallel park. When we finish there, you will do a three-point turn and then I will take you out on the roads around here. You will follow my instructions. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mrs. Fleming. Are you ready?" "Yes, you may start." It was a standard transmission so I dropped it into first gear and we started. I lived in a couple of cities with downtown street parking, so the parallel parking was easy. The three-point turn was simple. When we went out on the road, I was comfortable so she tried to fluster me. She gave me late instructions to see how I would react. I was doing what she asked. She finally got me on stopping too far in front of a stop sign due to an overgrown hedgerow that I couldn't see past without moving forward. With that she could ding me on something, and she had me drive back to the office. I got my picture taken and we were on our way. I said, "Mom, thanks for taking me to get my license. Do you want to get some dinner, to celebrate?" "I need to study but we can get together after class tomorrow." "No problem, thanks again for helping me out." We talked later and I learned that April had been with one boy and she regretted it. She wanted to wait for her husband but on one of her dates, she overreacted sexually, and he took advantage of her. He was young and not very good so she did not enjoy it and she felt bad about not keeping her promise to herself. We were good friends and played tennis or golf most Saturdays and saw each other in class during the week. On Sundays, we would go to breakfast. We would go back to my room where we would perform oral sex on each other. She would read a book while I read the paper. We would then have lunch and go to the grocery store. I was free to see other girls but she didn't want to hear about them. We would sometimes do some photography together and she liked the developing process better than learning the picture taking side. She was getting very good at it. Dawn hinted at getting together but I was over the drama and was happy to fall into a routine for the rest of the year. I invited April home for Thanksgiving but she flew home for both Thanksgiving and Christmas. I went home for Thanksgiving and went to Atlanta for Christmas. Mom flew up and we had a good time. Bill had asked her to marry him and she had accepted. They would be married over the summer. Spring Break came along in February. We could drive to the closest beach in about two hours but we couldn't see what would be the fun in doing that. I asked April about her plans and she said she was going home. "April, are you planning to go to New York for a vacation in February? Let's go somewhere fun. The Bahamas, Mexico, Daytona Beach or if you want the cold let's go skiing out west." "My parents wouldn't pay for me do go to any of those places." "I need a chaperone and will pay your way to look after me. I would love to do some diving in the Cayman Islands." "I think that would be fun to go to the beach but could we stay in the country? I don't have my passport and if things went crazy, my parents would flip out." "Let's just drive down to Sarasota and lay on the white sand. We can be there in three or four hours and you can tell your folks that a friend invited you home for Spring Break." "OK. Let's do it." We had a great time swimming and lying on the beach. We rented a sailboat one day and April showed me that she had a lot of experience on the water. The Hobe Cat we rented was like a knife cutting through the water and although I thought we would flip it a couple times, she showed that she was in complete control. We had so much fun we did it again the next day. The wind was not as strong but we still had fun. April told me her family was big into sailing and she has been on boats every summer since before she could walk. She was tired of the intensity of the racing and competition back in Rhode Island but was having fun with the smaller boat and no expectations. She did break down and ask me if I would make love to her one night. She wanted to see what it was like with me instead of Mr. Clumsy. I told her I would the next night if she still wanted me to and she thanked me for looking out for her emotions. She still wanted to the next day so I went and got a box of rubbers. After the first time she was in heaven and we finished the box of six before the night was over. She was sore the next day but was happy. I asked her why she had changed her mind about having intercourse with me. She said, "I was worried that when I got married, my husband would make me feel like the jerk, Freddie, the first guy I had sex with. I was afraid that I would hate to have sex with my husband or any man. You have shown me what a wonderful feeling I can have with a man. Thank you. I still don't want to have sex all of the time but maybe on special occasions you can get some rubbers and we can do it again." I was feeling the blue balls coming on already after that comment but we were not exclusive. I had run into Carrie and she asked if it was OK to call me if she had an itch that needed scratching. I had Monica stopping by every week or two and if I asked really nice, Karen would let me have a sympathy fuck from Michelle. I was having oral sex with April, just not as often as I liked. I shouldn't complain. I was lazy and could have gone after a permanent relationship any time I wanted. Shortly after our spring break trip in February, I told April that I needed a chaperone for a trip to Vegas. I booked a suite at the Tropicana and we flew right out of Gainesville but had to connect in Atlanta. We checked in and her eyes were sparkling, with all of the bells and whistles of the casino. We went up to the suite and I had to use the rest room. We had each brought a small suitcase, I had my backpack, and she had her purse. When I came out, she was sitting on the bed counting money. Britt, you have $30,000 here. What are you planning to do? She was just being nice, not nosey. She had already unpacked both suitcases and was going to help with the backpack when she found the stacks of $100 bills. Fifty in a pack and there were six packs for a total of $30,000. "I am not old enough to bet so I brought along my good luck charm to help me out. Why don't you come over here and let me rub on you to get that luck working?" "You can rub on me but if you can't gamble how will I know what to do. I know how to play black jack but don't understand craps or the other games." "We are here for a horse race. We are going to place a series of bets. You will place the bets and then give me the tickets. I will pay you 10% of the winnings for being my helper." I sat down at the table and wrote down the agreement twice and signed both copies and then dropped the pen and moved so she could sign as well. She thought it was over the top but when you win $1,000,000, sometimes people change. I picked up the first $5,000 bundle and handed it to her. "This is to bet on Affirmed to win the Triple Crown. The odds should be around 200 to 1." I handed her the next two bundles. "This is for Affirmed to win the Derby the odds will be around 2 to 1 if I had to guess." I handed her the fourth bundle. From this bundle, I want you to bet a $10 boxed Trifecta on the following horses Affirmed, Alydar, Sensitive Prince and Believe It. Those are the top four horses in the race and if they finish it will be around 300 to 1 but only one $10 bet will win if at all, so we would get around $3,000 on a $240 total wager. The rest of the bundle is for you to have fun. I will try to get on the floor since you only have to be eighteen, but I will cheer for you or console you if you lose." "I have $5,000 for shopping and the other $5,000 just in case. Are you ready or do you want me to rub you some more?" "I saw the box of rubbers, do you know something I don't?" "I know that a boy scout is always prepared and I don't know where the closest drug store is in Vegas." I got a kiss and a grab before we headed out the door. We went down to the Sports Book and the place was dead. She had her piece of paper that I had written everything down. She had $20,000 with her and the guy took the bets without a question and said that will be $15,240. She handed him $15,300 and she got two tickets back, one for the Derby bets and one for the Triple Crown. She handed them both to me and I told her to hold onto the Derby ticket. I told her to put another $100 on Affirmed to win the Triple Crown for Reggie. She did and got another ticket. The Triple Crown would take a month to finish. We went to a very nice restaurant and then up to the room for some oral sex and then to bed. Vegas is three time zones behind us, so when we went to bed at 11:30 it was like 2:30 am at home. I did bring my workout clothes, and April watched me do the first part before I tied my shoes and headed out the door. It was still early, but the East coast tourists were already feeding the slots as I walked through the casino. I ran for about thirty minutes and then turned around and ran back. While April painted her toenails, I changed into my bathing suit and I went for a swim. She wanted to shop so she took the remainder of the $5,000 bundle, I handed her another $5,000 and she held her purse tight. We stopped for breakfast and then went to the shops. They had some more modern and trendy clothes so we both added to our wardrobe. I was tired of the same department store crap so it was nice to have better material and some funkier designs than I could pick up in Burdines. April got a couple of new dresses and some shoes. I also made her get some new lingerie and a bigger suitcase to get it all home. We went to a nice place and had some lunch. By then it was around 2 PM and as I said, we were three hours behind so we wandered to the Tropicana Sports Book to watch the race on the big screen. It was crowded for the race but we found two seats and settled in. She ordered a martini and I got a coke. I explained to April why I had her place all of the bets and what we wanted as the desired outcome so we could make some money. Well, as you probably guessed, I had it down. I remember watching the races with my dad the first time through and everything fell into place. April surprised me by standing and screaming at the screen for the whole race. By the time it was over, everyone knew that she was a winner. When she collected on both bets, she had about $12,500 more than what she started with. She also had the rest of the $5,000 bundle from shopping. She wanted to get back to the room since she wasn't comfortable with all the cash in her purse. When we got to the room, she let out a big sigh and then jumped me. She had her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. She was a ball of energy. "Get out the rubbers; I want to fuck you for making me feel like this." She had three martinis while we were in the Sports Book so I wasn't sure what to do. I asked, "Are you sure, because you have been drinking and I don't want you regretting it in the morning." "Britt, I know what I am doing. I know I have been drinking, but I am very aware of what I am doing and I want your cock in my pussy right now." I did as asked, and we were both naked and fucking in no time. She was possessed. After I came the first time, she sucked me hard and we went again. We took a shower together and I had to get out of the shower to get another rubber. I had only brought six and I was afraid I would run out but after the shower, she wore down and said she'd had enough. We decided to go to a show and she wanted to see a magic show so we got tickets through the concierge. It was a great show and April was very happy. She was drinking but I think she never really had the opportunity to be a little girl growing up, so as when we went to Disney, this was a big adventure for her. I felt like a parent taking delight in the child having fun. I did enjoy the show and then we went to the casino and I stood behind her and taught her how to play craps. She started with a $1,000 and was up around $4,000 before it started to slip away. When she got down to $2,000, I told her it was time to leave and she whined for a minute before I slid my hand under her short dress and grabbed her. I told her to, "Tell the dealer to color up your chips." "Please color up my chips." The dealer took her chips and gave their higher denomination chips so she wouldn't have to carry large stacks though the casino to the cage to cash out. I said, "Now tip him $100 and tell him thank you." She did as I said and we walked over to the cage to cash out. When we were in the elevator she said, "Why did you make me quit, I was having fun." "I know you were having fun. Do you see all of the cool hotels, restaurants and shops all over Vegas?" "Yeah." "Do you think they were built so people could come and take their money?" "No." "The odds of winning any of the games over time are zero. You can be up for a while but statistically speaking you will lose if you play long enough. You won betting on horses and you won playing craps. You have new clothes, shoes and some fine new undies. You have a new suitcase and I paid for the flights, room and meals. We both are going home with more money than we showed up with and as far as you are concerned, I would say that $6,000 in your pocket is better than $4,000 after you lost the last two. You had fun so take the money and run." "When you put it that way, I guess it was a good time to stop." "I also have heard that it is bad luck to take home any unused rubbers from Vegas." "You are so full of it. We could always just leave them here." "I plan on leaving them here after I fill them with you." "So you think you will get lucky huh?" "If not with you there are plenty of women in Vegas. We can go out to a club or two and you can wait in the lobby while I make sure our luck is intact. We have $1,000,000 still riding on the Triple Crown." "Well, I will have to do my part to keep the luck of the rubbers working." We were not as frantic this time and I did about everything except take her anally. We woke around 9 am and went down for breakfast before packing to catch our plane home around noon. We got back to the dorm around 10:30 pm. I parked out front and she walked in with me. We dumped my bags in my room and then went down to see Reggie. "Reg, I got this ticket in Vegas. I will sell it to you for $110. Do you want it?" "What is it for?" "This is a ticket for Affirmed to win the Triple Crown." "He won yesterday in the Derby, where did you get the ticket?" "April bought it for you, if you want it. If not she will keep it for herself." "Do you think he has a shot? There has never been a back-to-back Triple Crown winner." "It will cost you $110 to find out." He took the ticket and looked at it. He said "210 to 1 for $100. I thought you said $110." "April had to buy the ticket and then carry it all the way across the country for you. Is that not worth $10?" "Do I have to go to Vegas if I win?" "You can pay April to go for you. If I win I am sending my attorney." "OK man, I hope I win." He went and got the money and gave it to April. She handed $100 to me and slid the ten into her bra. "Thanks big boy." I walked her out to the car and she gave me a big kiss before she hopped in and headed for her place. Two weeks later, she came into my room. I was working on a final paper for humanities and studying hard for finals. I had A's across the board and needed to do well on the finals to stay at that level. April said, "Come on." "I am studying. What do you want?" "I want to watch the race. It starts in an hour. Come get some food and watch it with me." I had forgotten about it and asked her to see if Reggie wanted to go with us. She came back and Reggie was with her. I made them sit quietly for five minutes while I completed my thought and jotted some notes so I could remember the points I wanted to make. We went over to Snuffy's. April remembered that we won the World Series bet there and she was superstitious. We watched the race and the top three in the Derby finished in the same order at the Preakness. Reggie was happy and April was on fire. She was screaming at the TV again and I was laughing so hard I had to watch the replay to see what actually happened. She was on my lap kissing me. I said, "I guess the lucky rubbers helped, huh?" "Yep, we should get some more to keep the streak alive." Reggie was looking at us as if we grew horns. I said, "Reggie, we all know that if you leave Vegas with unused rubbers that it is bad luck, so April made sure that we had only good luck when we left." Reggie smiled and nodded, "Thank you April, I should buy you some more to keep the streak alive for a few more weeks." We stopped by the drugstore on the way home and Reggie bought her a box. She was not embarrassed at all and held the bag like it was a winning lottery ticket. We were barely in the dorm when she said, "Bye Reggie." She pulled me to my room and we had to use all three condoms in the small box before she would go home for the night. I spent the next week studying for finals and figuring out where I would live next year. I was going to take the summer off. April was going to move into an apartment with two girls from her dorm. Reggie was going to be back and he was taking my room. I could have stayed but wanted more space than my cell had to offer. I looked at the apartment where April was moving and found a small, four-unit complex of three-bedroom apartments. It had parking in front and a small pool with a privacy fence in back. I took the open unit on the ground floor. It was right under April's place. I was going just to put down my deposit. I had money and did not want to play roulette with a roommate so I took the whole place by myself. I decided to just pay for a year and leave it empty over the summer. Reggie said he would watch it for me so he could save on rent, and I told him that would be fine. It was a brick building with two upper and two lower units and a walkway in between. After my last class, April helped me pack my belongings into the Land Cruiser and move it to my new place. Reggie had a key and a car so he could move his own crap. April drove home with me to Orlando and flew home from there. It was a cheaper plane flight so her parents didn't complain at all. We drove home and I told her that if we won she would have to invite me up so I could drop off a check for services rendered. She still had her copy of the contract. She spent the night on Thursday night and Doug drove with us to the airport on Friday. She was surprised when I got on the plane with her. "What are you doing? My parents will freak out if I show up with a guy, unannounced." "Chill out, baby, I am going to see my grandparents in Atlanta. You are connecting though Atlanta so I picked your flight." "Cool. I will have to figure out what to tell my parents when we win the bet and you bring me the check." "Tell them I am a friend from school who wanted to go sailing with the big boys." "I can certainly arrange that." After the Belmont was over, I told Grandpa we needed to take a trip. I told him I needed some help in Vegas. We flew in on the early flight and took a cab to the Tropicana. I handed him the ticket and told him I wanted the proceeds in the name of my trust. I sat in the restaurant and had a coke while he took care of the winnings. I asked if he wanted to stay and play or head home and he said he wanted to head home. He was always looking over his shoulder when he had a big check on him. We were back at his house by 11 pm eastern. It was a long day. I stayed for a week in Atlanta, and when I called April the day after we got back, she wanted me to fly out that day. I told her to figure out when would be best time with her parents and if they gave her too much crap, I could stay at a hotel for a day or two and then fly back. I actually flew into Hartford CT to go to their house in Rhode Island. She jumped me as I came down to pick up my bags. Her mother told her to shape up and not to make a spectacle. She introduced me to her mom. "Please call me Missy." Missy drove, and April rode up front with her. I sat in the back and took in the sights. We arrived at a large, shingle-sided house overlooking the water. It was on a couple of acres and had beautiful flowers in planters all over the place. I commented on the flowers and April said, "That is Mom's hobby. She is always planting, pruning and taking care of her flowers but they do look great." It was a Thursday, and April's dad was still in the city. He would be out Friday after work around seven and then head back into the city early Monday morning. I was staying until Wednesday. We had a nice dinner that Missy fixed and talked about my visit. April had a tennis match the next day and on Monday and Wednesday the next week. She was in a summer league and could not skip it. I told her I was fine. I might come to watch her or hang out and read a book. Her mom told me that April had told her about the bet. When the race was on, she was screaming at the TV and she and April's dad, Ken, were afraid of what was happening to April. After the race, April was jumping up and down and ran around the back yard skipping and yelling. I laughed and said, "I know what you were going through. I have seen it a couple times, and I'll bet we could light a small city with the amount of energy she releases during one of those races." Missy said, "I bet you could." We both laughed and April blushed a bit. April drove me to town to get some ice cream. We then went over to the yacht club where she showed me their boat. We did take some time, and slipped below for some kissing and rubbing. She said that we would have to take it easy around her dad. He is very protective but her mom was cool as long as we were not in your face obvious. I was tired from the travel so we went back and watched thirty minutes of TV before I went to the guest room and went to bed. I got up in the morning and did my workout. The pushups, sit-ups and run went fine. I was planning on swimming in the water right off their beach but the water was freezing. It was in the low 50's and after I dove in and swam about fifty yards, I turned around and got out. April normally runs on Fridays but because of her match, she didn't. We talked over a late breakfast and she told me that there was a pool at the yacht club that was much more pleasant than the bay. I was reading the WSJ and the local paper when both April and Missy walked in. April was heading to the courts and Missy was heading to the garden. I was enjoying my cup of coffee. April asked, "Are you coming to watch me?" I turned to Missy, "I am not ready to go now. Are you going over to watch her later?" "I was going to work on the flower beds. I had two pallets of mulch delivered and was going to try to get some of it spread." April said, "You just stay and relax. You can come watch me play on Monday." I said, "OK." After I finished my coffee, I wandered out to the garden to see what was going on. I saw Missy struggling with a heavy bag of mulch. I asked, "Do you need some help?" "I ordered twenty five-pound bags but they sent 50-pound bags instead. I did not check them and now I need to try to get these in the wheel barrow to be able to move them." "I can help you. I can handle the fifty-pound bags if you just show me where you want them." I went to pick up the first one and it had all kinds of crap on the outside of the bag. I didn't want to ruin my shirt so I took it off, threw the first one up on my shoulder, and walked to where Missy was working. I dumped the bag and spread it as best I could and then she would get it in around each plant while I went for the next bag. It was working well and about the time I got back with the next bag, she was finishing the previous one. There were thirty bags per pallet so she had sixty bags total. I think she had planned on working on this for the next two weeks but by 3 pm, we were near the end. I was standing there with a bag on my shoulder and Missy kneeling in front of me finishing the previous bag. I was waiting to see where I needed to dump the next bag when I heard a man say. "What the hell are you doing?" I didn't know who he was but he seemed pretty pissed off. I said, "Helping spread mulch." Missy said, "Ken, what is your problem? Britt has been helping me carry mulch all day since the damn Ace hardware sent out fifty-pound bags instead of the twenty-pound bags I ordered. We are almost done. Why are you home so early? I wasn't expecting you until supper time." "I took off after lunch to beat the weekend traffic. I brought some stuff with me but I saved at least two hours on the road by leaving when I did." "Well, say hello to Britt. Britt, this is my husband Ken." I put down the bag, said hello, and shook his hand. He was around fifty with a slight gut but not too bad. He had mostly grey hair and was just less than six foot. I picked up the bag again and started to spread it where she had finished with the last bag. I went to get the next bag. We were down to the bottom row and there were five bags left. I hefted the next one onto my shoulder and carried it over. I overheard a heated conversation between Missy and Ken. He thought that when he walked up, that she was on her knees taking care of something else besides mulch and since I was bare except for my shorts he was not happy. I guess I know where April gets her jealousy. When he saw the amount of work we had done, there was no way to think we had been fooling around all day so he went into the house to go over some paperwork. April came in fifteen minutes later just as we were finishing. She said, "Hey Daddy." Then when she turned to look at the back yard said, "Wow, I can't believe how much you got done today. That was a ton of mulch." I spoke up, "Actually a ton and a half. I am going to take a long hot shower." After my shower, I came out and sat in the family room, or at least that is what we call it in Florida. April came over and started to rub my shoulders. Her dad did not look happy with April rubbing on me. He came in as Missy slipped into a chair next to the couch we were sitting on. Ken set the tone, "What is this that April is telling me about a check?" "Well, I wanted to bet on a horse race but I am not old enough to place bets on my own. I usually ask my grandpa to take care of those things for me but it was a slow time at school and I invited April to act for me and place the bets. I told her that if I won that I would give her 10% of the winnings." "What did you bet on?" "Well, we placed a couple bets for the Kentucky Derby but the one that I brought the check for was for Affirmed to win the Triple Crown." "How much was the bet?" "$5,000" "$5,000? I don't pay some of my engineers that in two months." "I brought $30,000 with me but only bet a little over $15,000 total. We took the rest back to Gainesville along with our winnings from the other bets and what April won playing craps." "$30,000. That is what some of my engineers make in a year. You don't seem to have a very good concept of money. I did not give permission for April to leave school to go gambling in Vegas." "I talked her into it and bribed her with some new clothes and a magic show. The craps table was just for fun and she won a $1,000 and then walked away a winner." "How much did you win out there April?" "Well, it was Britt's money but he gave me some to shop and gamble with. When I came home, I had new clothes and shoes along with an additional $3,500. The rest went to Britt." He looked at me. "How much did you make?" "Well I had to pay for two flights, two rooms, meals, shopping and gambling. I netted about $6,000." "It seems like a pretty big gamble for six grand." "I don't think you understand. That was just the walking around money. I brought your daughter a check for the winnings from the horse race that Affirmed won last weekend to complete the Triple Crown." I stood and walked into my room and came back they were talking all at once and April looked like she would start crying when I cleared my throat. "Here is the check for 10% of the winnings from the bet you placed for me." I handed her a check in her name for $105,000. Her dad took it and said, "This is 10%?" "It is but please keep in mind that she is responsible for the taxes this year as gambling proceeds. I didn't pay her taxes." Her dad was being a real ass when he said, "So you loaned her the money to place a bet because you were not old enough to, and she bought the ticket? I think that since it was her ticket that she should get more." "Daddy!" and "Ken!" came out of two ladies at the same time. I know a greedy person when I see them so I said, "Mr. Parson, I understand that it is a lot of money but to be honest I could have just had my grandpa do it for nothing. I could have paid a guy on the street $100 to get the ticket for me. I gave your daughter an adventure and she walked away with almost $110,000. That is three years' salary for some of your highly trained engineers and she spent five minutes reading a sheet of paper to a guy behind a counter at the Tropicana. Let's just forget what you said and be happy for what your daughter has received." He saw both ladies staring at him and he resigned himself to accept what she got. He said, "Let's go to the club and celebrate over dinner." We headed to the club and I was in the back of the Mercedes with April, just like the time we went to Orlando with John. We had a great meal of lobster. We danced for a few hours and more than a few people stopped by to inquire about sailing in the morning. Ken was a good sailor and just like golf, it is about side bets and bragging rights. Ken wanted April and me to crew for him in the morning, and we agreed to help him. Missy said she would come along to work on her tan. We were up early to check the rigging and sails, and shortly after dawn, the boats started to head out into the harbor, and some out to open water. Ken had a 42-foot sloop. There were some other boys at the docks that they picked up to fill in the crews for the day. We raced some and sailed around a bit. We won more than we lost and Ken seemed happy. April and I were all over the boat following orders and working hard on the lines and sails. We didn't have to hang over the side of the boat to keep it from tipping, but speed was important to keep the boat moving as fast as possible after the turns and to get the sails trimmed properly. Missy was a little distracting, tanning in her bikini while we worked. We were at the bar at the end of the day after cleaning up the boat, I was having a soda, and Ken was drinking scotch. The girls were drinking white wine. People would stop by and settle bets or buy drinks. Drinks turned into dinner and then some dancing and more drinks. Ken was a little drunk but seemed OK for the short drive back to the house. We arrived and he poured another scotch. We sat down and he asked what my plans were for the $900,000 I made on the race? "I just put it in with the rest of my trust. I am buying silver right now so it will be tied up for a couple years at least." "Silver, I don't buy metals. There is not enough action there." I didn't say anything. "So what is the relationship between you and April?" "We are good friends. We have some classes together but are in different fields. We help each other out and try to get away from school on the weekends to play golf or tennis. Sometimes we even make a quick stop in Vegas to place a bet. April is focused on her classes and I have all A's so far. I am two classes away from becoming a junior. We are not serious, just friends." April spoke up, "How did you get to be a junior so fast." "I took college classes at night when I was in high school and then took summer school like you did last year. I know that the classes get harder as we keep going, so I am going to take fewer during my last two years so I will have more time to spend on them." "I thought I was good taking two AP classes in high school and taking two classes during summer school for the same reason." Ken said, "We should get to bed if we are going sailing in the morning. I think I will invite Rodney to join us with his family." Rodney was a rich guy with a rich son who was a year or two older than April. April was not happy with her dad trying to set her up but he was the king of the castle and so we didn't say anything. I think he should have waited until the next weekend but oh well. I had just told him we were just friends so I was stuck. April did slip into my room that night and apologized for her dad as well as give me some kisses and a blowjob. She thanked me for the check and said her dad had taken it. "Tell him that you want to invest at least $20,000 in silver and when you sell it for $400,000 in two years you can buy the house next door." "Do you really think silver will do well? I know enough to know that metals don't move that much." "I keep charts on prices and trends and the charts are telling me to buy. It is your money. If you take $20,000 and it does what you think, then in two years it will be worth $21,000. No big loss. If I am right, you will be set right out of college. You can buy a penthouse apartment overlooking the park in New York City and walk to work every day." "I will do just like you said. Have you talked to Reggie since we won?" "Yeah, he said that you better have a stash of rubbers when I came to see you." "Oh my. I didn't even think about that," she said. "I haven't spoken to Reggie. I was just teasing," I responded. She gave me a kiss and trotted back to her own room. The next day was back to sailing. Rodney and his wife, Marilee Hephron, were there with their son Angus. He was a senior at MIT and was going to be an engineer. Missy had on a one piece today and kept her shorts on all day. April had on a bikini but also left her shorts on. Rodney was a VP at a brokerage house in the city and Marilee seemed like a very nice lady. Actually, they were all very nice including my crewmate Angus. We talked about Boston and school. He asked about Florida and said that he had heard good things about their engineering program. The adults sat in the cockpit as we took a leisurely sail while April, Angus and I sat forward and talked, we only sailed a little past lunch since the men had to get back to the city. Angus had asked if we were a couple and I told him we weren't. He asked April if she wanted to get some ice cream some time and she said that I was in town until Wednesday but maybe they could get together later in the week. There was a spark there and I saw it in both of them. Ken left that afternoon back to his apartment in the city. He had some work that he needed to do so he was going to work for a couple hours. He was somewhat sure of himself and kind of an ass but from what I heard and saw, he was a good engineer and a very good sailor. April went to her bed but came in to cuddle with me after her mom was asleep. We talked and she asked if I was upset about her going out with Angus? "April, I told you that I wasn't looking for a girlfriend and that you were free to see whom you want as was I. I guess I do have feelings for you but I have big plans for what I want out of life and I know that they would hurt anyone if I were to make a commitment to them. I think Angus seems like a really good guy. I would be his friend based on meeting him today, he will end up as an engineer in the northeast, and you will end up as a fantastic engineer in the northeast. I will not be an engineer and will not live in the northeast. I am not saying he is the one but I think you should give him a shot. Just make sure you get permission to have one fuck buddy in Gainesville in case you need some help." "I will make sure that if we start dating that we set up some ground rules before we both head back to college." I did get her naked and play with her body. She had to be a little quieter with her mom down the hall. Speaking of her mom, when April headed out to meet her summer tennis team her mom put on a bikini and headed out to do some gardening. I walked out and talked with her. I am not sure if she just wanted to know that she could still turn a head or if she was actually trying to get me to fuck her, but she definitely had my cock hard. This woman was really turning me on. With the way she would turn and spread her legs when she spoke to me or when she came into my room to see if I was ready to go watch April's match about thirty seconds after I turned off the shower, it was very difficult not to just grab and fuck her. I was drying my hair and she looked at my nude body until I was done. I walked up to her and took her in my arms. I slid my hands down to her ass and said, "If you weren't April's mom I would throw you on the bed and fuck you brains out but you are her mom, so I am going to restrain myself for the sake of our friendship." I moved my hand around to her front and rubbed her clit until she came. I kissed her and told her to go clean up and change her panties while I got dressed. April won her match and Angus was there to watch. We all went out afterwards and got a sandwich. Angus asked if I needed a ride on Wednesday to the match and I told him I had to fly home. He asked if I needed a ride to the airport. I looked at April and she said, "I have a match but I think Mom was going to drive him. Do you mind?" Angus said, "I have some other things I can pick up in Hartford so I can give him a lift." Missy said, "Thanks Angus it will save me some driving." She looked disappointed but let it go. Tuesday was a relaxing time. April took me out in a smaller sailboat and we stayed in the harbor before we had lunch at the club. We walked around the town and just spent time together. She hesitated in front of the drug store and then kept going. We did make out that night and I played with her breasts. She kept her underwear on and said it was almost her time. I said, "No problem." Angus picked me up after breakfast and grilled me about April on the ride in. I told him, "Angus, I love and care for April but I don't want a committed relationship with anyone right now. To be honest we both enjoy spending time together but we both think highly of you and she wants to see what might develop with you over the rest of the summer. If it does work out, make sure you both have a long talk about how to maintain a long distance relationship, and what your expectations are with one another. I don't want to see you hurt her. She may not want to be stuck in her room for the next few years and you may not either, so figure out what you will do instead of ruining your chances by setting unrealistic rules or expectations on each other. Good luck." I flew back to Orlando and Mom picked me up. She was getting married in a couple weeks and she was making plans. ------- Chapter 18 Mom and Bill had both been married before, so this time the wedding was going to be a small gathering. Dad was happy for Mom but thought it would be simply best to send a card and a gift. My grandparents came down and a couple of friends from Mom's work were there. Bill had his parents, two brothers, one sister, three nephews, two nieces and two daughters. He also had friends so there was better representation on the groom's side. With the small crowd, they decided to get married in the backyard overlooking the lake. This setting was simple with a few extra plants and flowers spread around. Grandpa walked Mom down the aisle and then sat next to Grandma and me. The caterers took care of all of the food and drinks. There was an open bar, and the reception became a family reunion with each family meeting or reuniting with the others. I had never had cousins or siblings and now I had two stepsisters and five cousins, not to mention new aunts and uncles. I was trying to remember everyone's name. My new sisters were Cathy, who was nineteen, and Cindy, twenty-two. They were both in college. Cindy was a senior getting her teaching degree from Florida State and Cathy was going to be a freshman in Gainesville with me. She was going for a nursing degree. I offered to show her around and help her settle in. I met my step grandparents who lived in St. Petersburg just south of Tampa. They were nice as well and said I could visit anytime. Most of the kids were out of the house except for the youngest cousin, Vicki, who was still older than me. Vicki lived in Longwood and went to Lyman High. She would be a senior this year. We would be in the same grade if I hadn't jumped ahead. She was cute but her interests were different from mine. She said we should get together sometime. I told her to stop by any time and we could go skiing or hang out by the pool. She liked the idea. Since the plan was for Bill to move in with Mom, he had sold his house. He put most of his stuff in storage while they took a honeymoon to Hawaii. When they got back, he and Mom would figure out what to keep and what to get rid of. Bill and the girls were living in Oviedo, out by the college. His ex-wife had run off with her boss and she didn't want the kids living with her. Cindy and Cathy were taking over one of the guest rooms since they were both going to be away at college. It was a five-bedroom house. Summer was almost over. I did want to get away one last time and asked my new sisters if they wanted to go somewhere. Cindy asked, "What do you mean?" "Like go away on a vacation. The beach, New York City, the mountains, the Grand Canyon, you know a vacation." "Dad won't be back in time for something like that. They will be gone for two weeks and then we have to get to school." "I meant just us three. We can leave tomorrow and be back before they get home. What do you say?" Cathy said, "That sounds cool. Where would we go and how would we pay for it?" "I just made some money so it will be my treat. Where would you like to go?" "Can we go on a cruise?" Cathy asked. Cindy said, "There is no way we can go on a cruise. It is really expensive and you have to book them way in advance." I came back with, "Cathy and I are going on a cruise. We would love for you to come with us." Cindy said, "Didn't you hear me?" "I did and I didn't like the answer so that made me want to do it even more. Pack your bikinis and dancing clothes because we leave at dawn and bring something nice for the formal night." I knew that the cruise lines always had empty cabins and they would rather have someone in them than sail empty. There are also last minute cancellations due to sickness, travel problems, work conflicts or family emergencies. If you show up with a suitcase ready to sail you can get great deals. This will change in fifteen years after they tighten security, making last minute travel much harder. I did call a local travel agent to see what was sailing out of Fort Lauderdale the next day. He told me there were two cruises, a three-day Bahamas cruise and a seven-day Caribbean cruise. He offered to book it, so I strung him along to see if there was a lot of availability or if they were booked up. There were plenty of rooms on each ship so I thanked him and told him I would get back to him if I needed help. At 7 AM the next morning, we hopped into the Land Cruiser. When I walked out, Cathy was in the back and Cindy was in the passenger seat. I made sure the luggage was stored properly in the back. Cindy was not the adventurous one. She didn't know where we were going, she didn't think they would let us on, she didn't think I could afford it, but she was packed and ready to prove us wrong. I got on the turnpike and we exited fifteen minutes from the dock. I knew that the Norwegian cruise was the seven-day and the Holland America was the three-day Bahamas cruise. We went to Holland America first and they said we could buy rooms for the three-day cruise. The girls were happy and ready to jump onboard the ship. I said let's look to see what our options are. Cindy thought if we walked away that we would lose our chance to take a cruise, but I was paying and I was walking away so they followed. The Norwegian Cruise was a seven-day Caribbean cruise to Mexico, Jamaica and the Cayman Islands. They of course had rooms and wanted to sell, some inside no-view rooms. I told them that we either would need a suite or side-by-side cabins with an outside view, preferably with a balcony. The woman behind the counter was not playing along too well until I said. "The girls want to go on that Bahamas cruise next door but I want to go on Norwegian and not Holland America. If we had a suite then they would have nothing to complain about." She found a two-bedroom suite that was $1,800 regular price. I told her I would give her $800 with the result that she would now have a filled room. She said, "Deal," and we filled out some paperwork and got our boarding passes. We walked back to the car for our luggage. The girls followed me to one of the nicest rooms on the ship. The room was almost on the top deck and it had its own balcony. Cathy was in awe when we entered the suite. We also found ourselves seated at the captain's table for dinner one night. Our luggage had not arrived yet at the room so we strolled around the deck and learned the layout of the ship. Cindy ate crow and thanked me for putting up with her crap. She was worried about what her dad would say when he found out they had gone on a cruise without his permission. Cathy just said, "Thank you, thank you." When we got back to the room our luggage had arrived, we unpacked, and I changed into some shorts and a golf shirt. We stood on the balcony and did the whole bon voyage moment, waving to the fifty dockworkers that had just finished loading the ship. I went to the gift shop and bought a book. I went back to the balcony and sat down to read and relax. I read the informational materials from the cruise line and then started to read my book. Cindy and Cathy put on their suits and went down to the pool. They came back a couple hours later to get ready for dinner and told me about some guys their age (19 - 22) that they met at the pool. The girls and I had brought some nice clothes with us, so we all dressed for dinner. Before we left home, I had made sure they brought clothes for fine dining and for the clubs on the ship. We were not at the captain's table until the third day. When we arrived at our assigned table, we found ourselves seated with two other couples. The waiter stopped by and I ordered two entrees because I love lobster and it was on the menu. Cindy said I couldn't order two and the waiter said, "Yes, sir." The other couples at the table were younger couples, one was on their honeymoon and the other was celebrating their first anniversary. I ordered two bottles of champagne for the table and I had a coke. They all appreciated the champagne and the girls felt very regal, having champagne with dinner. All of the food on the ship was free but alcohol and sodas you had put on your tab. I told the girls to enjoy their trip and order whatever they wanted. They were each a little tipsy after dinner and afterwards, kept drinking in the club. I danced with each of them but they were spending most of their time with the guys from the pool. I couldn't drink so most of the older girls were looking elsewhere. I found a group of 15-17 year old girls that were traveling with their families and their folks let them out to have fun. Different girls had different curfews. I was the only guy asking them to dance so I had fun with all of them. After a couple had left to go back to their rooms a Latin looking girl named Maria started to turn up the heat when we were dancing. I asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. She did, and we strolled around the deck until we found some place quiet to sit down and do some kissing. It was coming up on midnight so I asked if she had a curfew. "I have the room across the hall from my parents. They go to sleep early and get up early. My mom told me to try to be in my room by 1 am. She knew I was going dancing with some friends. Do you have a curfew?" I told her, "No, I don't. I have a suite with my stepsisters but they are with some guys at the club. Do you want to see my suite or would you like to stay out here?" She said, "I would like to go to your suite but I am enjoying the stars and the night air." I took her hand and led her to my room. I went in, she followed me out onto the balcony, and when I sat on a lounge chair, she sat down right on my lap. She said, "If I knew you had this we could have come here a long time ago." I lay back and with her on my chest. I played with her ass as we made out. I had the back of her dress up on her back and her high cut panties were holding my hand onto the skin of her butt. She was going into grind mode as she rubbed herself on my thigh. We didn't have any lights on inside or out so we could see the stars better. I rolled to my side and then moved her to her back as I worked my hands into her dress and her panties. From there we quickly progressed to removing the panties and unbuttoning the dress. Her smaller breasts were bare under the dress so we didn't have to worry about a bra. She wanted me to take her but she was not on birth control and I didn't have any rubbers with me. I did my best over the next thirty minutes to please her with hands and mouth both high and low. She asked me to stop after her third orgasm. She was buttoning her dress when I heard someone enter the room and then a light came on and I saw Cathy with a guy. The suite had a small sitting room and then two bedrooms, one to each side. The sitting room had the door that led to the balcony, so the only way for me to get Maria back to her room was through the sitting room. I think Cathy must have been half-naked in the hall because by the time she turned on the light she was down to her bra and panties and losing those pretty quick. It would have been fine if she went to her bed but she just plopped down on the couch and spread her legs. With the light on inside, Maria and I could see everything but they could not see us. When her guy started to unbuckle his pants, I opened the door and pulled Maria in behind me. I said, "I am sorry to interrupt but I have to get my date home. You can use the balcony or your bed but I will be coming back in fifteen minutes to go to bed if you don't want to be interrupted." They were both surprised and Cathy closed her legs and covered her nice set of titties. Maria and I walked out into the hall. She said, "That was embarrassing." I replied, "Haven't you ever seen a naked girl before?" "Yes, but not one ready to get laid with her legs open like that." "Did she turn you on? I could introduce you to her if you are looking to trade me in." "That is OK, I will keep you. I had fun tonight. I hope to see you at the pool tomorrow." "I plan to come down after breakfast." She stopped and got out her key so I gave her a kiss and made sure she was in before I walked back to the room. When I got back, Cathy was not visible but Cindy was topless on the couch with a guy. She still had her skirt on but his hand was digging around underneath. She didn't hear me enter so I just went into my room and got in bed. I wandered out to the sitting room the next morning. The bed took up most of space in my room and the floor space was too small for the pushups and sit-ups. I didn't know that the couch pulled out but Cindy had figured it out. She was alone but still naked. She was on her stomach and the sheet barely covered one leg. She had a nice body. Her ass was tight I didn't see an ounce of fat. Her side boob swelled out from under her comatose body. She looked peaceful in her slumber but the open couch took away the only usable floor space. I went back and grabbed my shoes and my key. I walked around and finally asked if there was a workout room. I got directions and found a small room with some dumbbells, a treadmill and an exercise bike. There was a mat on the floor so I dropped and started my workout. I then jogged around the outside of the ship. I judged it was a little more than an eighth of a mile. That would be forty laps just to get in five miles. I went back to the treadmill and ran there instead. I didn't care how far I ran so I just went at it hard for thirty minutes. Around ten minutes before I finished, a woman that looked to be in her late twenties walked in and climbed on the bike. When I finished running, I slowed to a jog for five minutes and then walking for two more. When I finished my legs were a little wobbly. I am not sure if it was the treadmill or the rocking of the ship but I needed a minute to recover. I sat on the bench next to the dumbbells and said hello. "Hi, that was some run. I thought you were doing the sprint to the finish when I came in and you kept that pace for ten more minutes." "I am not used to the treadmill or running on a boat, but the run was typical of what I do most days. You seem to be up early this morning, I thought I was the only one." "It is only the first night so we took it easy and went to the show. There was a musical number that was pretty good for being on a ship." "I went to the dance club and it was fun. Are you here with your husband?" "No, I came with a friend, Kim. We are both teachers in New Jersey. We wanted to get a tan and have some fun before the new school year started." "My name is Britt. My mom just remarried and took off for her honeymoon to Hawaii. I just added two new stepsisters to the family so I decided to get to know them by taking them on this last minute trip. We packed and drove down from Orlando and we walked on as last minute passengers." "I am Janet. That is pretty spontaneous move. Did they stick you down in the boiler room?" "No, there are empty cabins all over the ship. I told them if they wanted us to sail with them they would have to upgrade us so we got a suite on the top deck. They gave it to us for half price. If they did not have any cabins available, we would have driven home or just gotten a place to stay on the beach. It would be tough to travel that way when you are planning your summer vacation in New Jersey." Janet said, "That is nice that you can do that. Kim is the planner so I just showed up and paid my half of the bill. What grade are you in?" "I go to the University of Florida, and I am a couple of classes short of being a junior. I am not in a hurry so I will take three more years to finish up. What do you teach?" "Kim and I both teach elementary school so we teach all subjects. I teach second and she teaches fourth grade." I had recovered so I stood and said, "Keep up the hard work, it looks good on you." "It looks good on you too." "I hope to see you around. Bye." I stopped by the gift shop, picked up a dozen rubbers, and went back to the room. Cindy was awake and dressed but was still in the sitting room. Cathy still had her guy in their room and Cindy did not want to intrude. She had turned the bed back into a couch. I picked up the phone and called down for two pots of coffee for our room and a half-dozen croissants. I surprised Cindy when I came in because she thought I was still asleep. "Where have you been?" "I went down to work out and pick up some stuff. Is Cathy still asleep?" "Yes, and she has company. I had to sleep on the couch." "I saw you on the couch this morning and last night. You looked good. Do you need to use the rest room? You can use mine before I shower." She blushed about the comment and said, "I do need to go. I have been hoping that Cathy would wake up soon." She was in my room for a couple minutes. When she came out she said, "When did you see me last night?" "Well, I saw you at the club, and then when I came back to the room you were on the couch half naked with a guy. I didn't want to interrupt you so I went to bed. I didn't know it was a sofa bed until I saw your sweet body stretched across it this morning when I came out here to work out. I am going to take a quick shower. You can use it when I finish. I have some coffee on the way. You don't need to tip the guy. Just thank him there is no charge. I need that shower." "OK." I needed to take care of some other business, but I had rubbers now and I hoped to get some relief a little later. Next, I took a shower and then threw on a pair of shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. I went back out and opened the door for Cindy. The coffee was still not here. I offered her a clean t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts with a tie string in case she wanted to change. I left her alone and went out to the sitting area. The coffee service came and I had him put it on the balcony. I let him out, went out, poured myself a cup, and grabbed a croissant. I was on vacation and had already worked out minus the swim so I figured I was OK with a splurge. I was pouring myself a second cup when Cindy came out. I poured her a cup and added the cream she requested. We settled into the lounge chairs and left the coffee on the table with the two regular chairs. Cindy said, "This is so nice. Thank you for making me come with you on this trip. I am not used to taking these types of vacations or having the money to cruise around the world. Your dad must do very well." "My dad does about the same as your dad. I have made some good investments and from time to time, I like to spend some of the profits. I have never had any brothers or sisters, aunts, uncles or cousins before. It has just been me. I feel like I was just adopted or something. I know we are all out of the house but I hope we all get along. You and Cathy don't seem to fight too much like some sisters do." "We are both on our good behavior because of you. We don't want you to think we are a couple of bitches. I am sorry that you saw me like that last night. I am not normally like that but I had a couple too many drinks last night and let things go a little too far." I said, "No worries, mon," doing my Caribbean impersonation. "I had a girl here myself but we were out on the balcony. When it was time for her to leave, your sister had found her way to the exact spot that you did. We had to walk past her to get out. When I came back after walking her back to her room, you had replaced your sister." Cindy said, "That is pretty embarrassing. You are a pretty cool brother not to let it bother you." "You both looked like you were having fun so it was not a problem with me. I like to watch and if you ever need any help, I have heard that incest is best but I have never had a sister to find out if it is true." "Where did you learn to talk like that?" she asked. "I go to a real college, not to FSU--like some people." I had to mention the rivalry between the two in state schools. Cindy came back with, "And I was just starting to like you. Why would you say something so mean?" I said, "I will go back to talking about your fine looking ass, if that will get me back in your good graces or I can go back to being your servant and get you some more coffee and a croissant?" Before Cindy could reply, Cathy spoke as she came through the door, "What is this about my sister's ass and where did you get the coffee?" Cindy said, "Leave my ass alone, and Britt ordered coffee and croissants for us. It is on the table." Cathy sat at the table in one of the chairs. She poured herself a cup of coffee and added cream and sugar. "This is the life. I could get used to this." After a pause she said, "Britt, I am sorry about last night. I didn't know you were here." Cindy said, "Britt said you were acting like a slut." Cathy said, "You told her you saw me naked with my legs spread when you walked in?" I chuckled and said, "No, but you just did. I told her that I found her in the same spot that I found you. I didn't say anything about you being naked or needing a trim." Cindy laughed and Cathy turned red with embarrassment. I said, "They serve a real breakfast in the dining room and there are a couple cafes aboard or we can order more food here in the room. Do you think your friend will wake up soon?" Cathy said, "I let him out before I came out here. The beds are not very big. He woke me up four times last night with his elbows and knees." Cindy tried to get in another dig. "That is kinky; I have never done it with an elbow or a knee before." Cathy who wasn't in the mood, "Shut up, bitch. I heard you out here too. What is the plan today?" I said, "We dock in Cozumel around noon. We can go and buy stuff at the shops, we can go sailing or diving or there is a beach if you want to get some sand between your toes." "What do you guys want to do? I get to the beach enough at home but it sounds like the cheapest option." Cindy replied. I said, "I really don't want to go snorkeling with a bunch of amateurs. I went sailing last week but I bet there will be a bunch of bikinis on the catamaran. I wouldn't mind shopping some since I have a bigger apartment this year to decorate and I wouldn't mind going to the beach for a while. It is not far from the ship and I would like to swim some. However, we can do whatever you want. We will be docked for around eight hours, so we have time." Cindy asked, "What about the other stops on the trip?" I filled her in, "Next we will be in Jamaica and we should go to walk up the falls. It is a tourist, can't-miss destination. They also have markets and nice beaches. We can score some good grass if you are party girls, and they also have a trip to the Appleton rum distillery." Cathy said, "I like rum." Cindy replied, "I know, it makes you get naked with your feet up in the air." Cathy just gave her the bird this time. I broke up the fight with, "The Cayman Islands are the last stop. They have better diving there with snorkeling on some shipwrecks. If you are a certified diver, we could do a wall dive. The island sits atop a cylinder of rock and when you get past a certain point, it just drops straight down. They have a turtle aquarium and more shopping. Their economy is actually better than the US, so the stores have higher end goods and it costs more to shop. There will also be a travel day in between each stop so we will just be on the ship doing stuff like lying by the pool, gambling, and having sex, or anything else you want to do. I hear they have bingo every day and I met a woman this morning who said the onboard shows were pretty good." Cathy asked, "You met a woman this morning? You have been very busy. When did you have time to learn about all of this stuff?" I said, "Yesterday, when you two went looking for guys at the pool, I read the itinerary before I read my book. Most people read the stuff fifty times while they are waiting the six months for their long-awaited vacation." "Yeah, this is so cool that we just packed the car and came on the cruise without all the planning. Britt, you are the best brother I have ever had." Cindy said, "Mine too." "I am not going to start picking favorite sisters. I am happy to have both of you. Even if one is a 'Nole.'" Cindy said, "The Seminoles are not so bad. We will have to smoke a peace pipe when we stop in Jamaica." I like the subtle hint and a nice attempt to bury the hatchet early in our relationship. I said that I was going to the pool because all the women in my cabin only go for the very old guys. I got a couple boo-hoos from that. The girls said they would be down in a while. They wanted to read over the cruise information and have some more coffee. I put on a bathing suit and a t-shirt and headed to the pool. It wasn't very big but it is a gathering spot. I found a chair and lay down with my book. I had on some dark sunglasses and I was just moving my eyes to check out the people around the pool. There were people of all ages. I did see Maria sitting with the girls from the club last night. They were talking and they kept looking this way. Maria was blushing but they would only know what she told them so I was not responsible for her redness. They were looking towards me when Janet from the exercise bike and her friend Kim sat down next to me. Janet said, "Hey stud, you look even better without your shirt. Did they let you out of the boiler room?" "Yeah, the coal is all shoveled and the fires are stoked, so they gave me a break until I have to wash dishes after lunch. I like the bikini. The bike riding sure has paid off." I turned to Kim and said, "Hi Kim, you didn't tell me you were coming on this cruise. It has been too long since we have been together." Kim didn't know what to say. I had on my glasses and unless Janet had gone back to the room and blabbed about the kid, she met in the gym she would have no idea who I was or what I was discussing. She let out a "It has been a while, I didn't recognize you." "You were pretty drunk that night. I wrote my phone number on the top of the newspaper but you never called." "Who are you and what are you talking about? I never did that." Janet said, "Gottcha. This is Britt. We met this morning while you slept in. He just came down to Fort Lauderdale and walked on as a last minute passenger. He didn't even know if they had room on the ship until he walked up to the ticket counter. He was just messing with you." "I am sorry, Kim, but I am in a playful mood today. I am Britt, and it is nice to meet you for the first time." "It is nice to meet you. I was trying to figure out who the hell you were without looking like a dumb ass." I said, "Don't worry, I know you are not a dumb ass. You are twice as smart as Janet is. She can only teach second grade and you are up to fourth." "This is true, this is true." Janet said, "Hey I could teach higher grades but the kids are bigger pains in the butt and after second grade the cute factor goes away exponentially." I said, "You do use some big words so I guess you are a smart girl as well." "Thank you. Now I am going to get some sun." She lay back after smearing some oil stuff all over. Maria was bold enough to come over, sit on the other side of me, and say, "Hi Britt. It is good to see you again." "Hey Maria, this is Janet and Kim. I saw you over with all of your friends. What are you guys up to today?" "We are going to hang out here for a while, then we will each go with our families to lunch, and then we have the shore stuff after lunch. I think we are going to see some ruins." "I saw that in the brochure. That trip seems to be very popular. It is all sold out. I am not sure what I am doing but will probably go to the beach for a bit and then go to the market before we sail after dinner." "Will I see you tonight?" "I plan on going to the club. I promised Janet at least one dance but I would like to see you too if you can make it." "My parents are letting me go out for the first couple nights but I have to go to the show with them the night after we stop in Jamaica. That is the black tie dinner and my parents want me to be with them for some family time." "You can sit with us if you don't have to get back to your friends, or I can come over to see you in a bit." "I will go back with them but I will see you in a bit." After she left, Janet said, "She is a cute girl. Isn't she a little young for you?" "Well, she is a cute girl and she is seventeen. We share an interest in looking at the stars. Or at least she looked at the stars last night." "Britt, you are a bad boy." I said, "I hear that women go for the bad boys until they are ready to settle down and then they like the rich nerds. I bet you girls are looking for a bad boy on this trip." Kim spoke up, "I am not looking for anyone like you. You should go hang out with your little girls over at the pool." I stood and said, "It was nice meeting you, Kim. Don't forget, you promised me a dance tonight, Janet. There are old guys at the club too and some nice guys as well. I think they have some ballroom dancing for the blue hairs up in the salon also." I walked over and dropped into the pool. I swam the thirty feet to the other end and came up next to the four young ladies. I had met and danced with them all last night so I said hi to Beth, Tracie and Linda. They all blushed at least a little so I think Maria had said a few things to them. Beth asked, "What did you do last night after we left?" "Well, we danced some more and then we took a walk and sat by the pool and looked at the stars and I walked Maria back to her room before I went to bed. Did you make it back to your room before your curfew?" "I did make it back in time. I wished I could have stayed longer." "Just tell your parents that all of the other kids' parents let them stay out later. That usually works." Maria started to laugh but Beth said, "That is what I told them but they wouldn't listen." Maria laughed some more and I kept myself from joining her. The girls talked and I sat on the steps of the pool. The water was well below the ledge of the pool in case the ship might rock and spill water all over the deck. Maria sat next to me, but when I put my hand on her leg she said her parents had come in and were sitting off to the side. I took my hand back and just listened to the girls. Those girls sure could talk. Maria's mom came over to say hi and Maria introduced her friends and me to her mom, Isabella. Her mom was around forty but very slim like her daughter and had long black hair like her daughter. I could easily see where Maria got her beauty. I stayed for thirty minutes before I went back and dried off. Janet and Kim had left before I got back to my chair, so I headed to the room. I entered the room and found that my sisters were dressed and ready for lunch. I showered and was ready in less than five minutes. We sat down for lunch and they told me that they had each read the brochures on the cruise excursions that were offered at each port. Cindy said that she wished that the trip to the ruins still had some space available. However, she didn't see many other things that she wanted to do in Cozumel. She said that the shopping and the beach were fine with her. Cathy said whatever we wanted to do at this stop was fine. Neither were certified but thought that snorkeling on some shipwrecks in the Caymans sounded cool. Visiting Dunn River Falls was the other thing they each wanted to do. Cathy said she had seen it on the Eastern Airlines "If you had wings" exhibit at Disney a few times. We would also shop at each location as time allowed. The ship was docking as we exited the dining room. We stayed at the rail and watched them shuttle the big lines to the dock and then use the big winches to pull us in. It was very interesting. We grabbed our bathing suits and got off the ship. There was a market nearby so we strolled through. There were hats, rugs, and all kinds of other handmade crafts. I found a wallet made out of water buffalo that I picked up for $5. The woven rugs were very colorful and I thought a couple for my new apartment would be good. I had more fun haggling with the little Mexican lady than any satisfaction I got from my keen interior decorating skills. We were close to coming to an agreement, when I would add another rug, and we would start haggling again. In the end, I ended up with three rugs, 6' x 12', of different colors. I paid $18 for the rugs and had her throw in a couple of real leather purses and a leather backpack for another $12, so a total of $30. I also got a hug and a peck on the cheek from her because we both had fun. I guess she made money but I don't know how. I had to carry everything back to our room, and then called our porter to mark them and take them to storage. The rooms were small enough without the rugs lying around taking up space. We had a drink at the bar before heading to the beach. They did not card me and I was in the mood for a beer. They told us that there would be towels and chairs at the beach set aside for the cruise passengers, so we just walked over to the shuttle. It was less than a mile to where they dropped us at the beach. We grabbed some towels and three chairs. The girls wanted to lie out and work on their tans. I knew that I would be on the ship tomorrow and running around Jamaica the following day, so I told them, I was going for a swim. I swam out about 100 yards and turned left. I swam about a half-mile against the current, then turned and started back. There were two good things about this, the first being that on the way back the curent was pushing me instead of in my face. The other was that I look to my right when I take a breath and I could see the beach as I swam along. I was looking for the lifeguard stand with the Red Cross flag to mark my getting out point. When I got back to about where I thought I should get out, things didn't look right. Everyone was on the beach looking and pointing into the water. The lifeguard was at the water's edge blowing his whistle. I stopped and started to tread water. 100 yards is a long ways off shore but even in the gulf, the closer you get to shore the more the breaking waves and swells bother your swim. I soon figured out that there were about six sharks swimming between the shore and me. I grew up in Florida twice and spent more than enough days at the beach and scuba diving to be familiar with sharks. They don't like people and don't eat people except in very rare cases. Although there are sharks all over the east coast of Florida, you hear more about the naked women and the drunks at Spring Break than all of the college students eaten by sharks, mainly because no kids are eaten by sharks, of course. I could tell they were nurse sharks and had probably followed a school of baitfish close to the beach. If it were a great white or a tiger shark, I may have swum down the beach a little further. I thought I would give everyone a thrill so I turned toward shore and swam in the towards the beach. I did stop where the sharks were, treaded water for a minute and waved to my sisters who were screaming at me. I finished my way to shore and they jumped on me and started pounding my chest at what a jerk I was for scaring them. I said, "You guys scared yourselves. I saw the sharks and you knew I saw the sharks. I knew they would leave me alone because I was too big and wasn't a fish. I don't even smell like a fish. Now, that girl from last Tuesday, she may have had some trouble." I got a couple more punches from that and we headed to the blankets and chairs. The lifeguard stopped by and said, "We get people out of the water so they don't drowned or freak out when they see the fins. I guess you knew that you were not in any danger." "I swim with sharks and alligators in almost every open water swim. I am more concerned about jelly fish than the big mean sharks." "You got that right; we had a bunch of Portuguese man-o-war a couple weeks ago. We were raking them off the beach for days and no one could go in the water." I said, "I swam into some once. I was in pain for a day or two as I waited for the toxins to flush out of my body. The water was great today, not too hot or too cold. The current was a little strong but gave me a nice push on my way back." He said, "I am glad you survived. I mean when your women attacked you on the beach. I wasn't worried about the sharks." He gave a little laugh at his own joke as he walked back to his stand. The water was still empty and some people started to pack up to head back to the ship. I asked the girls if they wanted to get wet. They both said "No." I said, "Well, if you are afraid that you smell too much like fish, I understand." I had to run into the water to keep them from pounding on me again. When I surfaced after my dive into the small wave and turned back to the beach, they were both surfacing right near me. We didn't go out above waist deep but we played and splashed each other. Some others came back into the water but stayed in closer to shore. Most shark bites are right at the shore where the waves are crashing and they mistake a foot or wrist for a fish. The others are a foot or arm dangling under a surfer out waiting for a wave. Most are just bites because the shark figures out that they are not a fish and spit it out. The crazy people are the ones on the West coast that put on their black wet suits so they look like a seal and then go swim in the great white shark habitat. I would be the first one to put on a pink or funky colored wet suit if I were out there. ------- Chapter 19 The girls were becoming more comfortable with me as the day went on, so we talked and touched each other more and more. We had to be back aboard by 7 PM for and 8 PM departure, which was fine because we were at the 7 PM seating for dinner. We were in our room by 6 PM and were on time for our dinner. One of the couples was not there but the other was. They had gone on the catamaran and had a good time. They said it was crowded, but they had seen a couple of dolphins, a sea turtle and even a shark. The girls laughed at that and then had to tell the story from the beach. The wife had told us how they had stopped by the market and got two rugs for $30; she was so proud of herself. I told her she did great. I ordered only one steak for dinner. The rib-eye looked like a good choice. I did ask for a couple of shrimp with my entree. I didn't think it would be too much of a hassle since half the dining room was having a shrimp cocktail for their appetizers. I was ordering a bottle of wine for my sisters when I saw Marilyn look at her husband Mike to see about getting some wine for them. I could see they were on a budget and were figuring out if they should splurge. I told the sommelier to make it two bottles for the table. Walt tipped his head and said thanks, the wife smiled and said thank you as well. I felt I had done my good deed for the day. After dinner, we went back to the room and I ordered a couple of bottles of white wine and a couple of buckets with ice. When they delivered it, Cindy signed for it. She asked if she should open it. I said, "Last night, after we came back, we didn't have anything to drink. Tonight, just in case I am the first one back, I didn't want to lie or put the service guy in a bind. Since I had a legal adult here, I thought I would have you sign for my drinks. If you want to open one you can, or we can go to the bar or straight to the club." I went in to change clothes and Cindy came out to the sitting room while we waited on Cathy. I said, "If your boyfriend leaves you on the pull-out couch again you can always share my comfortable queen sized bed. If I come out and find you as I did this morning, I may not be able to keep myself in check again. You may want to cover up--or else expect a visitor." "I bet you would like to try some of your new sexy sister, you little pervert." "I think I already admitted it so there is no use trying to deny it." Cathy came out and we stopped at one of the bars. The girls went right to the hard stuff, ordering whiskey sours and had two each before we went to the dance club. There was a younger under-14 club and an older ballroom dance place, but most of the 16-30 year-olds ended up here if they were going out to dance and mingle. The four musketeers were there and I also saw Janet and Kim but they were with two older guys. I went over to the four girls and said hi. Beth asked if I wanted to dance and I said sure. We did two dances and then a slower song came on. She jumped into my arms and said, "My family met Maria's family on the ruins tour today. We got permission to stay out until 1 AM and I am going to spend the night with Maria in her room." She gave my butt a little squeeze. I asked, "That is too bad. I was hoping to see Maria again." "She said we could both see you. We both know that at the end of the week we will all be going our own ways and probably not see each other again. After what she told us about yesterday, we all want to have a chance to experience what she did." I said, "If that is what you want, then just tell me where to be and what to do. I will be your slut for the week and I think I will enjoy it. Do we want to head back to my room now or should we spend some time here in case the parents stop by to check on you and say goodnight?" Beth said, "I would love to go to your room right now but we should probably wait a while for the reason you said." After we finished, we walked back to the table with the other girls. I knew that Beth would want to talk to the girls, so I excused myself and walked over to ask Janet to dance. She told the guy she would be right back and we went out onto the floor. I said, "I am sorry if I upset you and your friend this morning. Well, not Kim so much but I didn't want to upset you." "I was not upset so much but Kim feels like you are robbing the cradle because she had some bad things happen to her when she was younger. To support her I will not try to pick sides. Although I will be seeing her next week and next year. I have to try to keep her happy instead of having a fling with a young stud like you on the cruise." After the dance, I thanked her for the insight into Kim and walked her back to the table. I asked Kim if she would do me a big favor and give me one dance and I would leave them both alone. She didn't look happy but also didn't want to make a scene so she said, "Fine, one dance." I led her off to the side of the dance floor on the other side of the room. I took out my wallet and handed her my U of F student ID. She looked at it and said, "What? Janet told me you went there." I said, "Look at my birth date." She looked at it again and I could see her doing the math in her head. She finally looked up and said, "You are only sixteen?" "I don't want you to think I am a pedophile. I will be seventeen in a couple weeks but am only two classes from being a junior in college. I am mature and smart for my age. When all my classmates go drinking, I get a coke if they invite me. All of those girls over there are around my age. I am much further in knowledge and experience but when it comes to age, I am young. This means that ever since I entered high school as a twelve-year-old, I have experienced an identity crisis. I don't fit with my classmates and I don't fit with kids my age. I take the responsibility of acting properly into account whenever I can." "I guess I got a little bent out of shape without knowing all of the facts, huh?" "I guess, but I didn't help much with my smart ass personality. The girl I was with last night is not a virgin and she wanted to add me to her list. Neither of us had protection so I pleased her and then took her back to her room. I am proud of my behavior. Tonight I do have protection and if the opportunity comes up again I will not feel bad about having mutual gratification with a sixteen-year-old girl or girls. It seems that the young lady I was with last night was very pleased with my performance and told her friends that it was something they should not miss. I have also been with women who are your age and older. We met at school and had a great time together. There is not a single woman that I have ever been with that I would not feel comfortable with sharing a dinner. I am not bragging, but the way you made me feel was very low and slimy. If two people can get together and have fun without either getting hurt or upset then I think it is a wonderful thing. I don't know if this talk will make a difference but I feel better for at least making sure you had the facts before you treated me like a rapist." "Well, Britt, I still don't think I will be joining you in your room but I understand you better. I will try to treat you a better now that I understand who you are and that you are not taking advantage of the younger girls. I had a bad experience when I was younger so I went off and let my anger blind my judgment before knowing how old you were." The song had already ended and the new one started. I walked her back to the table and gave her a hug before saying goodnight to everyone. I did send over a round of drinks to them when I got back to the girls. Now I was free to see what they wanted to do for the night. Maria asked me to dance and we went out onto the floor. We talked as we swayed to the song even though it wasn't a slow dance. She asked about the older women because they were the same ones she saw me with at the pool earlier during the day. I said, "I met one of them down in the gym this morning. She and her friend went to the show last night and she didn't know anyone. When she showed up at the pool, she sat next to me since I was the only one she knew. I told her about the club and told her if they came out tonight, I would dance with her at least once. I danced with her friend just to be nice. It looks like their dates are not into holding beautiful women in their arms." "You are such a smooth talker." I said, "Speaking of talking, it sounds like you acted like a pimp and loaned me out to your three friends. I was looking forward to being with you again, but I am a teenager so I won't say 'no' to four naked girls." Maria blushed and said, "I guess I was bragging about spending time on your balcony last night and the great view of the stars." "Oh, so they just want to star gaze." "Well, I may have told them what you were doing to me while I looked at the stars and how I came three times while I looked at the stars." "That is a little different. I did stop by and pick up some condoms so I wouldn't have to turn you down again if the opportunity came up or if you wanted to give me an opportunity to view the night sky." She said, "I guess I could have done that for you last night. I am sorry. I was on cloud nine and was not thinking about anything but how good I felt." "That is OK. I told Beth that I will let you and the girls decide my fate and scheduling. I'll comply with the pleasure of your presence as you wish." "That was an elegant way to say you were willing to fuck us whenever we would let you." "You are a crude little slut, my princess." "Beth thinks we should stick around here until 10:30 in case the parents stop by after the show. It's over around 10 PM." "OK, we can go back to my room. I had a couple bottles of wine delivered but if you want anything else to eat or drink, let me know. I also only got a box of twelve rubbers so if you think I will need more I should go to gift shop before we go to my room." "You are such a stud. I think twelve should be enough for tonight but you may need to restock before we get back to Florida." "I would be happy if it was just you, but if you can let me know what you want me to do and with whom, then I will try to round out this five way relationship to make everyone happy." "I know after last night that I would like to sleep with you. I am not sure that all the girls will want to have intercourse. They all seemed excited about the oral sex that we did last night and would like to have a shot at it, if you are willing." "Do you know if you will all be comfortable being naked around each other? I have been with more than one girl before so I should be OK with it." "We have talked about taking turns but we all agreed to be together. I think that Tracie has been with girls before so it may evolve as we go along." "Sounds good to me. I have some friends who are lesbians and I love to watch when they will let me." "You are such a guy, so I think you will do fine with the plans that four horny girls have made." I looked over to see two other guys talking to the girls at the table. I decided to hang my hat on Maria and let the others come and go. I didn't want to mess up everything because I was getting greedy. When the song was over the guys were gone and Tracie said it was her turn to dance. We did. She was a good dancer and we stayed out for four songs. She was having fun dancing around. She would come in and rub against me and she would grind her pussy on my thigh when the beat would get going with that deep bass. She was humping away and more than a few people stopped to watch. I held my hand in the small of her back to keep her from sliding back onto the floor. She had her eyes closed while she got off on my leg. She finally came, and when she opened her eyes and looked at all of the people looking at her, she blushed. Those that were close enough to know what happened gave her a short round of applause. My sister came by and kissed my cheek. She said, "Nice job, stud." When we got back to the table, it was easy to see that the girls had watched Tracie when she had her orgasm on the dance floor. She got some pats on the back and the expected snide comments, but she didn't care. A good thing about a cruise was that you normally wouldn't see the people again after the cruise was over unless you arranged to do so. My sister stopped by and said hi. I introduced Cindy to the girls as my sister. They all said hi and I lost track of the conversation when I flagged down the server for more drinks at our table and a whiskey sour for Cindy. Cindy pulled me aside and said that Cathy was going back to the guy's room from last night. I told her that I might have four guests back at our place. She was welcome to join us if she wanted and that they would all be gone by 1 am. She had blown off the loser from the night before but she had not found anyone new she said so she may stop by or would just stay out until after 1 AM. I thanked her and gave her a kiss on the cheek as she went back to her group. Maria said my sister seemed nice. I told them the entire story about how we had just met a couple of days ago at our parents' wedding, and that my sisters and I had decided the night before the cruise to hop in the car and see if we could find some rooms. I told about the drive down and the two different cruises. I said, "They wanted to go to the Bahamas but I saw Maria getting on this ship and told my sisters that if they wanted to take a cruise with me that would be going on this ship." I got some smart remarks and even Maria said, "We barely made it on time, our flight was late and I think we were the last people to board the ship. You are such a liar." It was just after 10 PM and Linda and I were dancing when her parents stopped by on the way back to their room. They stopped by our table and were happy that there wasn't any alcohol visible on the table. I am glad that Linda wasn't doing the Tracie grind on my leg. When the song finished we went back to the table and she introduced me to her parents. Linda said that the other girls had a curfew of 1 AM and asked if she could stay out until then as well. They looked at each other. I said, "The club stays open until 3 AM but the others had a 1 AM curfew, so I told them that we would all walk her back to her room so it would be a little before 1 AM. This way, all of the other girls would be on time as well. Her dad and mom gave nods to each other and then her dad said, "OK." Linda said thank you and her mom kissed her cheek and they went to back to their room. They now had time to have some fun of their own. We stayed for another twenty minutes in case any other folks stopped by. The girls were all a little antsy as we left to head up to my room. I think Maria told them about the room, but when we walked in, they all oohed and aahed. Tracie said next time we go on a cruise I want to show up at the last minute. I have to share a room with my parents. Beth said, "Same here and Linda too. I think Maria has a room across the hall from her parents. The sleeping arrangements on a boat are too small but this is nice. Can I see the balcony?" I said, "I have some wine if you would like some first. The balcony is through that door but we do not permit pants or panties out there. It is a rule that Maria made last night and we wouldn't want to get in trouble for breaking the rules." Maria said, "Yep, that is the rules," and she reached under her dress and dropped her panties then tucked them into her purse. Then she said, "I would like a glass of wine please, sir." I opened the first bottle and all of the girls wanted a glass so I opened the second bottle. There were only four glasses so I grabbed a drinking glass out of the bathroom for me. All of us were underage so they were all thrilled to have a drink. After I poured the drinks, Maria walked into my room, saw the box of rubbers, and grabbed a couple. She slid them into my pocket as she came back into the sitting room and said, "I have my panties off, I am going to go look at the stars." She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. I still had my pants on but nobody else said anything. As soon as we were out the door, Maria fixed that by grabbing my belt and taking down my pants. I kicked off my shoes to help her out and then took off my socks so I didn't look funny. I had a button-down shirt on so she had me sit on the lounge chair while she laid my pants over the back of a regular chair at the table. She pushed my shoes, socks and boxers into a pile by the wall next to the door. Maria kept her dress on and started to undo my shirt. She pulled the cushion from the chair next to me and put it on the ground for her to kneel on and she held my cock. She was ready to lick the head when we heard someone from the door say, "Look at that thing. It is huge." I am not sure who said it but Maria smiled before she covered the head of my cock with her sweet lips. Beth walked out onto the other side of my chair and stood next to me. I couldn't see up her dress but I slid my hand up the inside of her leg to make sure she wasn't breaking the rules. She checked out. I saw Tracie standing behind Maria. She had on some long short pants or short long pants before and now she had on just her top. She had trimmed herself for the cruise and she shaved around her lips. I think she may have had a woman friend after all. I was happy to see her kneel beside Maria and rub her back as she said to her, "You are doing great, babe. It is a big one isn't it." I lost sight of her pussy when she went to her knees but I also saw her lift the back of Maria's dress and start to rub lower on the little Latin girl. Beth had spread her legs farther apart and I had two fingers that were moving inside her and would stop every 15 to 20 seconds to rub her G-spot. I looked behind to see Linda outside, on the deck, but unsure of where to stand or what to touch. I leaned forward to take pressure off the back of the chair and flipped the catch so the chair would fully recline. I lay down flat and motioned Linda to my head. She was also without her shorts. When she got so her shins were touching the chair, I had her kneel over my face and settle down enough to taste her trimmed pussy. She was nervous but after a few licks she started to move with my tongue. I had to pull Beth by her pussy so that I could still reach her. I think she grabbed onto Linda to keep her balance. I felt Maria's mouth come off me and heard a scrape of the chair by the table. I remembered, and I guess she did too, that she had left the rubbers in my pocket. I felt her roll one on and she straddled me and started to slide down my cock. Tracie said, "That looks so hot. I want a ride on that monster." Linda was getting close from my tongue and she was grinding her pussy into my mouth. I was having trouble breathing but held on until she was done. As she stood up, I could see Maria's dress was gone and Tracie was sucking on her breasts. Beth's dress was gone too and she was playing with her own titties. I am not sure if she came yet but her pussy juice covered her crotch and my hand. Her hair was matted and it was running down her inner thighs. I again used her pussy to guide her onto my face and then started to suck hard on her clit. I heard Linda tell her to quiet down. However, she kept getting louder until she collapsed on my face. She fell forward and used her hands and Maria to keep her from falling over. She got up and Linda helped her to a chair next to the table. I looked at Maria as she had her orgasm. I was a little slow, with the rubber reducing the sensation on my penis and my concentration going into my oral work. Maria climbed off and sat on the other lounge chair. I looked at Tracie. I said, "I am free. Do you want to take me for a ride?" "Yes, do I need to change the rubber?" "It should be OK if you don't mind Maria's pussy juice on it." She bent over, licked Maria's juices off my cock and said "Yummy," as she lined up my cock with her pussy. She was a tight one but she was wet and kept forcing herself down onto me. She was saying, "Oh yes, yes, oh yes, this is good." and on and on as the other three girls watched. I started to push up into her, we both were getting close, and I tried to time it so we both had an orgasm together. I was trying to wait for her because it is so hard for me to keep going for too long after I have finished. I was encouraging her with my words and playing with her nipples. She was making movements that were so frantic that I knew she was almost there as she went off rhythm. Then she started to spasm. I did three more hard thrusts and I was right there with her pumping my sperm into the condom. Tracie said, "Oh yeah, I can feel it pumping inside of me." She climbed off and I got up so the cum didn't leak back all over me. I said, "I know my shower can't hold five people but I need to rinse off real quick and I would like to have a quick drink. If you want to keep going we can, or we can hang out or whatever." I got the wave off from Maria so I went and jumped in the shower. I had dried pussy juice in my hair and some drying all over my face. I felt like I had sunburn the way it peeled off. I washed my face and hair twice and the rest of me once before I grabbed a big towel to dry off. I wrapped another dry one around my waist and grabbed the wine. I did not know which glass belonged to whom so I grabbed the bottle and took a sip. I passed it around after I got outside. The girls were all outside, naked, working on their moon tans. I asked if anyone needed anything. They all said "No." It was around midnight. We had gone for longer than I thought. I reached for Linda's hand and had her stand up and I pulled her onto my lap. The girls were all sated after a long day of sightseeing, dancing and then playing in my room. We had put out to sea and the moon shimmered over the water. It was warm but the breeze felt good. One by one, the girls went in and did what they needed to do to clean up. Linda went first and Tracie came over and sat on my lap to cuddle. When Linda came back, Tracie went next and Beth climbed on my lap. The girls would get dressed as they came back. Maria was content to sit on my lap completely naked until it was her turn. When Beth came back, Maria went to the bathroom and the girls talked about tomorrow. There would be many organized shipboard activities since we would be at sea all day and would dock in Jamaica the next day. I wanted to hit the casino but wasn't old enough. I said that we could have a party in our suite if they wanted or we could hang by the pool or participate in some of the other activities. They all agreed to sleep in and meet up after lunch at the pool. We walked as a group to take Linda to her room and then Tracie. Beth was staying with Maria so they got their good night kisses last. "Thank you for a fun night." I told her, "Maria, thank you for sharing your friends. You must be something special to get three strangers to trust you so much in just a couple days." I kissed her again and then walked back to the elevator. I had on a pair of loafers, no socks. I had on a nice pair of linen shorts and a long sleeved linen shirt with diagonal stripes. I did not have the shirt tucked in but I looked nice in a casual way. The elevator stopped at the dance club floor so some other passengers could get on. I got off to see what was going on at 1 AM. My sisters were both there so I walked up and said "Hey." There were about eight girls and five guys with a couple tables pushed together. Cathy was on the guy's lap from the night before and they were kissing. Cindy said, "Hi," and the blonde girl next to her said, "Hey, aren't you the guy that girl got off with out on the dance floor?" I didn't say anything but Cindy said, "Yeah, this is my brother who brought us on the cruise." The blonde said, "What happened to her?" I said, "We went back to my room for a while and then I took her back to her room." "So you are free now? I wouldn't mind a dance with you," she said. I didn't care for her attitude but she was nice looking and had some C+ size titties on her skinny little frame. I took her out on the dance floor and we danced a couple songs. She liked to rub on me with those tits. I pulled her into my arms even though it was a fast song. I had her ass in my hand and held her close as we moved to the music's beat. She could feel me pressed against her stomach and she was starting to rub and press her body against my hard cock. I shifted my right leg between hers and she started to grind her mound against my thigh. Before she knew it, she was doing the same thing as Tracie had done. I put my hand in the small of her back. She started to lean back and put more force onto her clit as it ran up and down my leg. Before she could finish, the lights got lower and the song changed to something slow. The dance floor got very full and I just slid my hand under her skirt and fingered her while we slowly rocked back and forth. I had to hold her up as she bit into my shoulder to keep from screaming. I felt a squeeze on my ass and looked around to see Cindy, and at the same time saw Janet. I had not seen her when I came back but she had obviously watched the interaction between me and the blonde. Her skirt was still stuck between us and it had not fallen back into place. I took a step back and then had to use my hand to get it to fall back in place. I walked her back to the table and got her seated before I turned to get out of there. I got back to the room, picked up the junk, and cleaned up. I put the wine bottle and glasses back on the tray and set it in the hall. I wanted another glass of wine but both bottles were empty. I heard a key in the lock and that meant one of my sisters. I was just washing my hands when Cindy came in, alone. "Hey, bro, you had an interesting evening." "I had fun. What about you?" "There seems to be three girls on this cruise for every guy," she said. I replied, "Isn't it great?" "It is if you are a guy, and you are a guy. I can't believe you had two girls that wanted to hump you on the dance floor. Can you tell me some more about you? I think I see the shell of who you are but I'm not certain that I fully understand who you are inside that lovely body. I am very interested." "Well, we can order another bottle of wine or two and sit out on the balcony. We can talk or wait for Cathy to get home and do it some other time. I am not against telling you my secrets. However, some of what I would tell you would be secrets; things that my mom doesn't even know. You will each have to tell me about yourselves as well if you want to hear my story." "I am not sure if Cathy can keep a secret, so maybe we should do it tonight since she will be gone until morning. What do you want to drink and I will order it?" "I am hungry too. See what they can send up for a snack. Some nuts would be great or a sandwich. How about we switch to mimosas? They are light and easy to drink." She went over to the phone, placed the order, and said she was going to change. I went in and slipped out of my shoes. I got naked then put on a pair of loose gym shorts and a t-shirt. I went out and waited for Cindy. I guess room service wasn't very busy because the champagne, orange juice, ice and some fruit and nuts showed up quickly. The big bowl of nuts had no peanuts and plenty of macadamia and cashews. I was a happy boy. We went out onto the balcony and put the tray on the table. Cindy bent over and picked up a condom off the floor. She held it up and asked, "Did you forget to use this tonight?" "There was more than one in the box. I still have some others if you want to hang on to that one." "Cathy and I are both on the pill. When your mom has extramarital sex she thinks that everyone else does too so she got us both started at sixteen." I fixed the drinks and we both sat in the lounge chairs. I had eaten a couple handfuls of the nuts before I sat down and grabbed a drinking glass that I filled and sat on the lounge chair. I said, "So what do you want to know about your new brother?" She thought for a moment and then took a deep breath and said, "I know you are young. You can't even drink but you pay for a vacation that people save for years to take. You have such an air of confidence about you that you have girls and grown women throwing themselves at you. Nothing seems to bother you. You are almost a junior in college. How does all this happen?" "Well, let me start by saying that I don't want what I am going to tell you to get around." "I promise. I will not tell my sister, my dad or your mom. I will not tell anyone. This is our secret." "I will have to believe you until you break my trust which I hope you never do. When I was ten years old, I would read the paper cover to cover. I would read the local paper, and at school, I would read the Wall Street Journal. I finished my schoolwork in about ten minutes, only because I couldn't write any faster. As a result, I learned a lot about many different subjects. My grandfather is a lawyer so I checked out a book on law and other subjects. I read day and night. My mind is very good and I started to see how different areas would interact. My mind looks for and sees trends that others don't." I gave an example by saying, "A man once created an electric motor. Some would say so what, but others thought now that there is an electric motor, I can make a washing machine, a dryer, a mixer, a drill, a refrigerator, or a circular saw. If you just see the electric motor without all of the possible uses then you don't see the true value of the invention. I see the value in things because I can see how it can solve problems in other areas. In that way I can invest before others do and I make more money." "I also see trends in numbers, in being able to predict movements in commodities, and in stock prices. I also see trends in sports. My first investment was a betting on a football team to win the Super Bowl, which is maybe a 1 in 10 chance because some of the teams have no chance at all based on the players or coach. Sometimes the right players with the right skills come together with the right coach to have a more than even shot at winning the Super Bowl and most if not all of their other games. A few years ago, I saw that potential in the Miami Dolphins. I made a bet for them to win all of their games and then to win the super bowl. What do you think the odds are of winning even 10 games in a row?" "I don't know." "Let me ask it a different way. Have you taken statistics in college?" "Yes. I took it my sophomore year at FSU." "OK. Let's see how good they were at teaching you. If I flip a coin what are the odds it will be heads?" "50 percent" "Good job, you read the first chapter. If we were to bet a dollar and it's heads, you win the bet I owe you a dollar. We then go to flip the coin again, what are the odds it will be heads again when I flip it this time?" "I read the second chapter too. It will be 50% every time you flip it regardless of the last flip or any other flip." "Go 'Noles. Therefore, if we bet on each flip and you pick heads each time, and we flip it ten times and each time you keep your winnings on the next bet, how much will you have after the tenth flip?" "I don't know, around $100?" "You should have read the last chapter. You would have $1,000. I bet the Dolphins to win the entire season and the playoff games and the Super Bowl, which added up to seventeen games. Seventeen coin flips that all come up heads and I left the money on the table. If tails comes up one time, I lose it all. My grandpa got odds of 200,000 to 1 and I bet $10. I have seen other trends in the market, in stocks and in sports. I told you when we came on this trip, that I had made some money. I had just made $900,000 betting on horses. My mom lives off an allowance that she gets from grandpa and me. He placed the same bet for $10 and he has followed my lead on some of the others. He is the trustee of my trust. I let everyone think I inherited it but I won it, or earned it, actually, She said, "That is an unbelievable story. Not only did you think of it, you made it happen." "Can you get me an ice cube?" I asked. She leaned over, got one, and handed it to me. I said, "If I didn't ask you for an ice cube would you have given me one?" "No, I wouldn't know you wanted one." "I didn't. I did that to prove a point. If I didn't ask the woman for a suite, she wouldn't have given me one. The woman at dinner got two rugs for $30. I got three rugs, two purses and a backpack for $30 because I asked for it. When you negotiate with people, you are making a deal that is mutually beneficial. Sometimes it tilts one way sometimes the other. I got an ice cube and you have the satisfaction of making me happy. What if I had asked you to run around the ship naked banging on a drum, would you have done that?" "No." "So the price would be too high for you to make me happy. That woman did not lose money on my rugs and bags. This room would be empty if I had not asked for it. It pays to know stuff too. I called a travel agent to see what availability there was on the two cruises we visited. I knew that the three-day cheaper cruise was 90% full. This cruise was longer and cost more but it was only 78% full. People had already booked most of the outside cabins except for two suites and two on the lowest level near the elevator. Most of the vacancies were on the inside cabins. They were cheap but had no view. If people are going to save up for a cruise they want it to be nice but reasonable." "Wow, that makes so much sense but most people just take what is offered." "That is what I am saying. It also pays to be nice to people. I was at the airport in Hartsfield a couple of weeks ago and I asked if there were any seats available in first class. They told me there were three seats available and I could upgrade for $200. I knew that they would go unused if no body bought them. I told the agent I would give her $50 since I wasn't old enough to drink and they were just charging for the booze anyway. She said OK and I rode first class back to Florida. I got a comfortable seat and better food. The airline got $50 they wouldn't have gotten with an empty seat." "That is cool." "Women are not much different. I ask, I offer, I give them a reason to pause, to think, to wonder if what I am offering is really the truth. Most are willing to take a chance to find out. I offered to let you share my bed if you were stuck on the couch tonight. Did you think, 'What a jerk' or 'I wonder what that would be like'? Be honest now." "I thought that was sweet, and then I thought about what you might be up to and what I would do if you did what I feared you would." "Most people are like that. If I tell you that I have a funky eye socket and can take out my eyeball and put it back, what would you think?" "You can do that?" "No, but it made you think that maybe I could." "If I tell a girl I can make them cum harder than they ever have in their lives if they let me lick on their pussy for thirty minutes, that is more believable that taking my eyeball out. The real question is will they share their pussy with me for thirty minutes to find out? I once had a guy ask me how I get women to sleep with me so easily. I told him it is about statistics. If you go into a church on a Sunday morning and ask 100 women, 'Do you want to go home with me and fuck, ' you probably won't get any to go home with you. If you do the same thing at a dance club on a Friday night, with drinks involved, you will get slapped a few times. You may get a few drinks in your face but five would say yes. Just asking, 'Do you want to fuck, ' will get those results. So let's say you are in the same bar and you talk to the girl for ten minutes. You read her body language, you compliment her, and you dance with her and touch her some. You ask, 'would you like to come back to my place and get to know me better?" The five percent will jump to 25% so that means in theory you need to meet four girls to take one home. If you are cute like me, read people well, and have a well-rounded background to talk about their interests, you jump to the 50% range or two girls. I danced with seven girls last night and got them all off sexually except two. Four came back to the room and two fucked me. I only had to use one condom. Those are good statistics. I would bet you $100 I could have had one of the other two if I really tried." "Are you serious?" "I am but the thing is that I work harder to please them than myself. Your friend at the bar had a big-time orgasm and I got nothing. I only came once while I got four girls off here at the room. I didn't go after one of the two that got away because her good friend was the other one and I didn't want to hurt their friendship. That is who I am. Does that answer your questions?" "I think. So can you really give a woman the best orgasm of her life in thirty minutes?" "The honest answer is that I will try my hardest and most of the time they will have at least one orgasm. The truth is that it depends on what they have in their past to compare it to and I don't know what that is. I would guess that Cathy's guy was good enough so she gave him a second try. You either thought yours wasn't worth it or the other way around, unless you or he has a significant other and felt bad about it. Maria enjoyed herself so much she wanted to share the experience with her friends. With that type of endorsement, I was going to die before I failed." "The guy Steve, from last night, was a quick shooter and then when he was done asked if I enjoyed it as much as he did. I had to take care of myself. No, I am not giving him a second chance." "So it wasn't a MUTUALLY beneficial negotiation. He promised more than he delivered." I looked over at the champagne and it was upside down in the bucket. My glass of nuts was empty. I said, "I am going to bed. If you want to keep me company, you are welcome to join me. If you want to sleep in your room then that is fine too. If you want to see if your baby brother is as good as he says, then we can try that too. I only ask that no matter what, that we always be friends as well as siblings." "I will think about the thirty minute challenge, but I think I would like for my baby brother to hold me when I go to sleep tonight. The blonde told me your cock is a foot long. Is that true?" "Well, I am not hard right now. You will have to take it out and get it hard to see if she is right." I brushed my teeth and she went into her room to brush hers. It was almost 3 AM and I was tired. We spooned, with her in front of me and I cupped her breast in my hand and didn't hide the fact or beat around the bush to get there. I kissed her neck and said, "Night, sis." She purred as she rubbed her panty-covered ass into my crotch. I think I fell asleep before she did. ------- Chapter 20 After 6 hours of sleep, my day at sea started at around 9 AM. I woke with my sister's tit still in my hand and her soft breathing keeping time with the waves. I rolled over quietly and grabbed some shorts, shirt and shoes. I walked across to their room to use the toilet without waking Cindy. I was surprised to see Cathy in bed, alone. I closed the door and got dressed. I found a public head (restroom) and then went down to the gym. I was just walking in when I turned to see Janet walking down the hall behind me. She entered about thirty seconds after I did. We said our hellos. I said, "You are late. Are you getting old or did you have a late night last night?" "Old people go to bed and get up early. We did stay and close down the club. I saw you come and go a couple times. Why are you so late this morning?" "I stayed up late talking with my new sister. I am glad I have an angel watching over me. I feel much safer now." She said, "I never said I was an angel but it was hard not to watch you having sex with two different women right on the dance floor on the same night." I dropped to do my pushups and she sat on the weight bench. She said, "What do you mean your new sister? Is that what they call one night stands now?" I kept up my pushups but said, "No, my mom just remarried and I didn't meet my two new stepsisters until the day of the wedding. We came on the cruise to get to know each other better while our parents went away on their honeymoon." "That sounds nice. It seems like you and Kim talked things out. She doesn't hate you anymore but told me to stay away from you. She says you are too young for me, or maybe I am too old for you. She said you are only sixteen." I was almost done so I clicked off the last ten pushups and rolled over so I would be looking at her when I did my sit-ups. I started my sit-ups and said, "She is exaggerating. I will be seventeen in a couple of weeks. I have been dating older women since I was twelve, going to school with 14-year-old girls. They had gone through puberty and although my brain had caught up with them, my body was still finding its way. I had to learn to take care of my women in other ways and I learned to eat pussy better than most lesbians do. I have been with more than a few women older than you are, and now that my body has matured, I have had no complaints about my methods of pleasing a woman. If you want to keep your relationship with Kim on solid ground we probably shouldn't spend our days and nights together. However, if my angel would like a taste of the forbidden fruit then we can always find a place to let you take a bite of my apple if you want." "You are such a come-on. I am not sure what to think when I'm with you. When I see your body and hear your words, I want to rape you. When I see your face and know your age I want to run from you." I finished my sit-ups and walked over to her on the bench and leaned in. She froze, waiting to see what I was going to do. I reached past her, grabbed the two twenty-five pound dumbbells, and started to do arm-curls while I stood in front of her. I said, "I am not looking for a girlfriend and you are not looking for a boyfriend or husband when you look at me. You see danger and excitement. You see a nice body, and if you looked last night while those girls were humping me, you most likely saw a nice, big, hard cock trying to bust a hole in my pants. That is what you see and that is what your body is craving. Some hot animal sex to quench the fire burning inside of you." I leaned in again and replaced the dumbbells. I took off my shirt so it wouldn't get too sweaty when I ran, and I walked over to turn on the treadmill. I walked back to her and she had not moved or said anything. I reached down, took her hand, and guided her to her feet. I kissed her and she kissed back. I took the hand I still held and moved it over to my shorts so she could feel my penis inflate and get hard. I cupped her breast while I continued to kiss her. She was in a trance-like state and followed my lead. When she started to stoke me on her own, I stepped back and said, "You will need to decide what you want and how much you want and then let me know. It wouldn't be good for someone to catch us naked on the floor of the gym. I have my own room if we need it." She was breathing harder and just nodded, she started to leave but I stopped her and told her to get on the bike and do her workout. She climbed on and started her ride. I ran for about forty minutes on the treadmill at what was the top speed for the machine. I think that Janet usually doesn't go as long but she rode until I stopped. I had built up a sweat and I was glad that I had taken off my shirt. I slowed the machine, walked for a couple minutes, and then toweled off. I did put my shirt back on and went over to where Janet was waiting for me. I said, "Janet, you are a sweet girl. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do or will regret later. We can be workout partners during this cruise or friends or whatever you want. I know that you and I will not come home weighing fifteen pounds more than we did when we got on the ship. I still haven't seen the midnight buffet. The most exercise some of these people have seen is the lifeboat drill on the first day." She said, "If I am your angel, then you are my devil because you keep tempting me to go to the other side." "I have been told that I am horny, with a hard tail and a nice big hard staff, so maybe I am your devil." We walked out and back to the elevator together. She got off after two floors and I went to the top floor. When I entered the room, the girls were yelling at one another. I guess they were seeing who the biggest slut was. Cindy was calling Cathy a slut for sleeping in the guy's room and Cathy was calling Cindy a slut for sleeping with me. I broke them up and told them to be quiet for a minute. They both looked at me. I said, "Stop arguing, I did not sleep with Cindy in the biblical sense. Cathy came home last night after she fucked her guy, and I am the biggest slut in the room so you are both wrong." This broke the mood and they both said bad things about me being the biggest slut. Cindy told Cathy that we had a long talk out on the balcony after we got back and she even grabbed the empty bottle of champagne. She said that we both had on clothes and that I just held her while we both slept. We did not have any sex. Cathy asked if that was true. I said, "I gave her a kiss on the neck and did feel her tit but it was through her t-shirt. It felt nice but second base is as far as I got. She isn't slutty enough for me." Cathy said that maybe she is more of a slut than her sister because she did sleep with Steve again. He was acting all-macho and demanding about things that she needed to do for him. He also hinted that since he was sharing a room with his buddy, he thought it would be good if they shared her as well. She told them what they could do with that idea and came back to the room to find her bedroom empty. She was in the sitting room when Cindy came walking out of my room and that is how the argument started. She said, "I think that Britt is the biggest slut in the room so this fight is over. I call a truce because I am hungry." I walked over and grabbed the bowl of leftover nuts. I said, "Here, have some of these. I have never known either of you to get ready fast enough to get out of here before lunch. It is after 10 AM now." Cathy said, "Brunch in 10 minutes. I really am starving but these nuts are good." I ran for my door and was showered and dressed in five minutes. The girls took twelve but I don't know if they showered. They did look fresh and natural without makeup and each wearing their hair in a ponytail. We went down to the dining room where there was a nice brunch buffet set up with all the breakfast stuff as well as lunch stuff. I went straight for the carving station with the prime roast beef. I had a nice sized portion and a heaping scoop of horseradish. I ordered a Virgin Bloody Mary extra spicy and a glass of water. I stopped the waiter and asked for an order of Eggs Benedict from the kitchen. The girls had returned to the table before me with waffles and fruit. Cathy said, "Don't you ever just get what is offered? You are always asking for something special." Cindy said, "If you don't ask, you don't get what you want. When you were starving in the room did you think if I only had a waffle my life would be complete?" Cathy replied, "Actually I was thinking about a cheese burger." I said, "Then you should have asked for a cheese burger. If they were not prepared to fix one, they would have given you a counter offer." "Like what?" "Like, we are not prepared to serve those at this time. It will be fifteen minutes or I am sorry that is not possible at this time. If you go to the cafe, you can get one there." Cathy said, "I never thought to ask." I stopped our waiter and asked, "Would it be too much trouble to get a cheeseburger for my sister?" He said, "The kitchen is set up for brunch right now. I think that you could get one at the cafe down one deck." I said, "Thank you. Would it be OK if I went down and got one and brought it back so she could eat with us?" He replied, "I will call down and have one sent up. Would you like it with everything on it?" Cathy said, "Yes please, with fries." When the waiter had left she said, "That was so cool. He said exactly what you said he would." I said, "When we are done with the cruise, he will be expecting tips like everyone else that has served us. Do you think saying 'no' is the way to get a big tip?" Cathy said, "How do you know about the tips? I thought everything was included." Cindy said, "It was in the brochure. Sodas and alcohol cost extra, and they bill them to our room. At the end of the cruise we tip the porter the waiter and a couple of others." Cathy said, "Oh shit." I replied, "What is wrong?" "I have been buying drinks and didn't even know it." "So have we all." I replied. She said, "No, No, I was ordering rounds for the table and ordered a bottle of wine with another girl. I was wondering why I signed for them when they were delivered but never asked. I fucked up big time." I said, "Don't worry about it; I will take care of it." "How, you can't un-drink the drinks." "I have a better idea. I will..." I stopped my statement and looked around as if I was telling a secret that I didn't want anyone else to hear. I leaned in, as did the girls. I said, "I will pay for the tab when it comes." "That is going to be a lot. Are you sure? I am so sorry. I will pay you back." "Don't worry about it. I told you this trip was my treat and that still stands. Don't buy a Ferrari when we stop in the Caymans or you are on your own." They both laughed at that and then, out of nowhere, a cheeseburger appeared in front of Cathy. My Eggs Benedict were a couple minutes behind but I was just finishing my roast beef so the timing was perfect. After brunch, we walked around the deck and looked at the bulletin board to see the day's activities. They had Bingo, a mock horse race, and games around the pool. They had "Build your own ice cream Sundae" and other activities. I saw that you could hit golf balls off the back of the ship as well as skeet shoot in the afternoon. I had finished only the first chapter in my book on the first day, so I decided that was my priority for the day. I didn't want to be a party pooper so I went down to the pool to read. It was not, by far, the quietest place I could find but no one had locked me in my room. My sisters joined me and we found some chairs together. Not long after, Beth and Maria walked up. They both said hi and I introduced Maria and Beth to my sister and then my sister, Cathy, to Beth and Maria. Maria took a jab at Cathy when she said, "Hi, we met the other night in your room but we didn't have time for a proper introduction." The vision of Cathy, naked with her legs spread wide popped into three of our minds." Cathy started to blush and Maria smirked. They asked if they could join us and they did. We all just lay in the sun while I read my book. From time to time, the girls would get up and dip in the pool to cool off and chat about different things. Around 1 PM, Maria's dad stopped by and said that he was going to the horse races and wanted her to go with him. She invited us and I said that I loved horseracing, so Beth and I went with them. Maria's Dad was Juan. They live in Miami and he imports tile and marble from around the world for distribution within the US. He was a nice guy with a big smile. I found out that it was a horse race on the ship. They have six wooden horses that they auction off to owners and then they take bets on the races. The owners actually get a cut of the money if their horse wins, from the pool created from the purchases. Juan wanted to buy a horse so we watched him and a few others bidding on the horse. The bidding it got up to $120 and his last competitor dropped out. Therefore, Juan owned horse number one. I thought I would buy one but didn't like the number two horse. The horses in the number one and three gate positions always seems to pinch the horse in the number two gate position coming out of the gate so I let it pass and the guy bidding against Juan bought it for $80. I bid on the number three horse and bought it for $60. The price was getting cheaper so some people started to pool their money to pick up a horse and the price got back up in the low hundreds. Number four went for $120, five for $90 and I picked up the number six horse for another $80. For $140, I now owned two horses. They had the first race and people bet. I was too young to bet, so I just cheered for my horses. They had three races total in the afternoon. The cruise director would roll two dice at a time. For each number on that roll, the corresponding number horse would move forward a space. This way, two horses would move from each roll unless the roll was a double. Then a single horse would move two spaces in the 30-space race. These races did not do anything for the owners. There would be a race tonight after dinner called the owners' race. The pot from the purchases was $550. The split would be $300 for first place, $150 for second place, $50 for third place and $50 for the best-dressed or decorated horse. The girls started to come up with ideas and Juan was disappointed that his daughter was more interested in helping me than in helping him. I said, "Juan, I propose that we become partners. We can combine our stables and have three horses. I have two horses for $140 and you have one horse for $120. If you give me $10, we will share the three horses. The girls can decorate all three and then we will split all of the winnings 50/50 but we will have to share the decorating prize if we win. You have to pay the stable boys too, ya' know." Juan saw the benefit of diversification and labor pooling and said he would get me the $10. We shook on it and the girls wanted to get started on the decorating. We sat in a big booth as they came up with themes. I called over the Cruise Director and said, "We are trying to make your horse race look good tonight. Where can my team of decorators get supplies to do it up right?" She said, "Most people just look around their rooms or buy stuff in the gift shop." She was not anyone that was expecting a tip at the end of the cruise. I told the girls to follow me. We said goodbye to Juan and told him we would see him at 7:30 to get a good seat for the race. We went to my room, dropped off the three horses and then went down to the theater where they put on the shows every night. We went back stage and found the woman in charge of props and scenery. We explained what we were looking for and what we wanted to borrow, buy or steal. The girls left with a box of trinkets and decorating stuff. They got some tape and scissors as well. I was walking out when I saw some big black scarves. I asked if would could borrow three and she said "Yes." Beth went to find Tracie and Linda and returned to the room with them as well as Cindy and Cathy. The noise sharply increased as they looked at the tools they had and the ideas were swarming from girl to girl. I took the three scarves, put them in a drawer in my room, and then excused myself. I went down to Maria's room and knocked on the door across the hall. I was not sure if it was the right room but got lucky when Juan opened the door. I saw that he had on a pair of shorts and that his beautiful wife was just pulling on a top when the door came fully open. I said, "I am sorry to interrupt." He smiled and his wife blushed in the background. I continued, "I am here to collect my $10. Just kidding. The girls and my sisters are working very hard on decorating our horses. I know that the formal night is not until after the stop in Jamaica but I was thinking that if you had a tux we could have all of the girls, your wife and my sisters dress up and make a big show out of being horse owners. I think the girls will feel special and I will feel special to have so many beautiful women dressed to the nines with just the two of us. What do you think?" "Well, I am not a big fan of wearing the monkey suit but I see what you are talking about and I think the ladies will get a kick out of it." I asked Isabella, "Do you think the girls would like it?" She said, "I am already planning my wardrobe and Maria's too. I think I should make a couple of appointments at the beauty parlor on board for the two of us." Juan said, "Look what you have got me into. I would have rather just given you the $10." I said, "Isabella, can you see if they have seven openings? Juan, why do you think we are here if not to make women happy? Not that you weren't doing a good job before I knocked on your door." "Don't say things like that. You are with my daughter and I don't even want to think about it." Isabella said, "Maria has been very happy on the cruise from what I have seen." Juan said, "Get out of here before you get me any deeper into this mess." I asked Isabella to call my room when she got the hair appointments scheduled. I wasn't ready to go back yet so I stopped for a soda and a hotdog at the cafe. Then I slowly wandered back to the room but stopped by the gift shop and jewelry store. I picked up seven gold seahorse pins about the size of a quarter. They were almost $100 each but I was getting into this, so I was happy to spend the money and the sales lady was happy to help. When I got back, Tracie and Linda almost ran me over. I had missed the call but Isabella told them that they were the first to get their hair done and had to get there ASAP! When I walked in, they had covered the horses in rhinestones, fabric and all kinds of other stuff. One was red with hearts and cards. The queen of hearts was the theme. The next was black and white like a tuxedo; the last was all white with diamonds and pearls. Isabella had told them all about dressing up and they were all excited and had their hair appointments. I killed two birds with one stone because we were supposed to dine at the Captain's table so I had packed both my suit and the tuxedo that I had recently bought for a wedding. The girls giggled and primped all day. Cathy, Cindy and I had dinner with the Captain. He was a nice old guy and the food was the same as the last two nights. After dinner, we made our way to the activities room where they have the games during the day and the dances at night. Cindy, Cathy and I each carried a horse and I had them all draped with the black scarves to add to a level of mystery and suspense. There were two big booths taken up by our group and the ladies all looked great with formal dresses and makeup and hair to match. We set the horses down as some other people came in to get ready for the big race. Maria came up to give me a hug and a kiss. I reached into my pocket and said, "If you are part of our 'Sea Horse stables' you should have on your logo." I pinned the seahorse onto her dress. She thanked me and gave me another kiss on the cheek. The other girls looked left out so I said to Isabella, "You look very nice tonight. Thank you for setting up all of the appointments so that the girls could look extra special." I pulled her to her feet, pinned a seahorse on her, and gave her a hug. I looked and said to Maria, "Did anyone else help with all of the work getting our horses ready?" The girls jumped up to get their gold seahorse pins and I got five more hugs and kisses. Juan said, "You are making me look bad, my partner. However, thank you. It is always a joy to be around happy women." I settled into the other booth and we ordered drinks and sodas for the tables. When the parade of horses started, we had two girls escort each of our horses. The cruise director had us write up something about each horse. "Horse number one, The Queen of Hearts owned and trained at the Sea Horse stables. Winner of eight races this season, escorted by the groom and jockey, Cathy and Maria." They did the same for the other two horses when it was their turn. They would walk to the center of the room and remove the veil, and then they would show off the horse. One guy had to carry his own horse and it had a NY Mets hat. The cruise director read, "The number two horse is owned by Mike Simpson". The other were somewhere in between. After the parade, they voted with applause for the best-decorated horse. They eliminated two and then did another round and eliminated two more. We had the red going up against the white horse for the win and the white horse won. The girls went nuts with screams and high fives. The gowns they were wearing didn't match their actions. The race didn't go so well we got beat out by the number two horse NY Mets. We did get second and thirds so we all had fun and only lost a little money. Juan wanted to get a round of Champagne for the table but we were mostly underage so I invited everyone back to our suite. I ordered three bottles of champagne and a tray of chocolate covered strawberries. They had them on the brunch buffet so I knew we could get some. I also ordered a six-pack of beer and two more bowls of the nuts. We had to turn the horses back into the cruise director but we celebrated our night as horse owners. After the first toast by Juan and a couple more by the girls, people broke into groups and wandered to different parts of the room. I saw Isabella wander out onto the balcony and I followed her. She had her glass of champagne and when I came out she said, "This is a nice room. Where are your parents staying?" I was honest with her, "They are in Hawaii on their honeymoon. My mom just remarried last weekend so my stepsisters and I came on the cruise to get to know each other better." She said, "I see. Maria said she was looking at the stars the other night and they were very pretty. I can see the stars very well from out here." "You can, they are very nice as well tonight. If you turn off the lights out here, you can see them even better." She went into thinking mode but before she could say anything, her husband came out. Juan had a beer in his hand. He said, "Nice place you have here. I looked at these but the two rooms below were cheaper. I wish I would have spent the extra money this is nice." I said, "I will tell you a secret since you live in Miami. This room would have been empty for this cruise if I had not walked up at the time of sailing and told them I would take it for right around half price. If they say no, you can always drive home and unpack. In our case there was another cruise that left around the same time that we could have gotten on, but who wants to go over and back to the Bahamas for two nights?" He said, "That is good to know and we will use it in the future. We were coming back from a convention in Vegas. Our first flight broke down and then there was a big storm so we missed our connection in Atlanta. We almost missed the boat this time. Being a local though, I think we will use it in the future. By the way, thanks for the beer and those are some good nuts." I said, "I am glad you are enjoying them." I excused myself and went inside after offering to refresh Isabella's drink. I told Maria that her mom is adding up comments and figuring out that she was on my balcony looking at the stars. She said, "I had a long talk with my mom when we were getting ready and Daddy was up saving us tables. She knows about me looking at the stars and you eating my pussy and about us making love. She was just testing you to see what you would say or if you would lie. I have learned never to lie to her or I am in big trouble. The other side of that is if I tell the truth, she can't punish or judge me for who I am or what I do. She will point out potential problems or concerns but we are very open. I told her you were yummy." "I knew I had to worry about you. I didn't lie to your mom. She is almost as pretty as you are. You should thank her every day for the gift she has given you." "Thank you, kind sir, and thank you for the sea horse pin. When we are done with the cruise I will have some great memories and a bunch of junk but this pin will always be special to me for its beauty and its memories." "I will always have fond memories of this cruise as well. It is almost 11:30 and the race didn't start until 8:30. Do you want me to order anything else? Do you want to go to the Midnight Buffet? Do you want to go dancing? Do you want to kick your folks off the balcony and start another orgy? Maybe you want them to stay for the orgy. I hear the mother-daughter thing can be kind of kinky." She said, "Shut up," as she slapped my arm. "My dad may enjoy being with your sisters. I would not like to watch them. I think we should break this up and have the Midnight Buffet and then see how late we can all stay out." Maria got everyone's attention and made her suggestion. Everyone agreed and we went our separate ways. I changed into some shorts and a nice shirt with some loafers. The girls were in sundresses. We walked to the place where they set up the buffet and there were a bunch of people there. I was not starving but I wanted to see the spread. It opened at 11:30 so people could take pictures and then at midnight people took it apart. I did have a Caesar salad. I had been neglecting my veggies. We all formed back into a group to eat including Juan and Isabella. Afterward it was almost 1 AM so we walked Beth, Tracie and Linda back to their rooms. When I got to Maria's room, her parents' door was open. She popped her head in to say goodnight and her mom came out into the hall. She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and thanked me for her pin, for the fun time at the horse races, for the party in my room and for taking care of her daughter. I told her that I was happy to spend time with Maria and since she looked so much like her mother, I could stare at her all day and never grow tired of the view. Isabella gave me a kiss on the lips for that and said, "You are going to break so many hearts in your life. Maria is happy and understands this is for a week. She told me that you made her use protection after she asked you to be with her. Thank you for being a responsible, caring, and I hear a skilled lover for my baby." "I am happy to do so. Good night, Isabella." "Good night, Britt." Maria came out after her mom went back in and said good night. Maria asked me what her mom had said. As we stood in her doorway, I told her, "Your mom told me not to fuck you in here tonight because your screaming would upset your father." "She did not." "She told me that she loved her little girl a lot and that I should treat you right." "I will believe that. What are you doing tomorrow?" I said that we didn't sign up for any tours, but we may get a cab at the dock and see the sights. She kissed me goodnight. I stopped by the club but didn't see my sisters or Janet. I was about to leave when the blonde from last night grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the dance floor. I started to dance with her but she seemed to want to repeat the night before. I did not hold her this time and she kept sliding off my leg. She started to get upset and said, "Don't you want to have fun and dance?" I replied, "If you are just looking for an itching post, you can use a chair or a bar stool or ten other guys. You don't need me. If you want to have sex with me, we can do it back in my room or in yours. If you are excited about others watching then I can just bend you over right here and we can fuck." "That is not a nice thing to say. Didn't you have fun last night?" "As I recall only one of us got off and the other had to stand there and be looked at while a girl went wild on his leg." "Well, fuck you, too." "Good night." When I walked into the room, someone had picked up most of the trash and deposited it in a can or on the serving trays. I went into my room and there was a girl in my bed. It was Cathy. I got naked down to my boxers and climbed in behind her. I slid up to her and rubbed my hand up her leg to find no panties. There was just a t-shirt to protect her virtue. She had just graduated high school. I was younger but I was starting my second year of college. We had been siblings for a couple days. I had to ask myself, do I want to protect her or move the little slut into my apartment? I just slid my hand up until I had her shirt bunched over my arm and her naked tit in my hand. She was awake and rolled toward me and onto her back. She said, "I talked to a few of those girls today and all of them said you are great in bed. Cindy said you didn't do anything last night but we don't have to follow her example." I had to decide what to do and I decided to get more information. I said, "Cathy, my new sister, I want you to tell me about yourself." I kept rubbing her tits and my leg slid up onto her thigh. I could feel her pubic hair against my leg. She asked, "What do you want to know?" I said, "I am not judging you but I am wondering next year at school if I am going to have to protect you from all of the boys or protect them from you? Your sister told me you are on the pill but that doesn't prevent VD. If I were going to have sex with you, knowing what I do, I would wear a condom because I don't know whom Steve was with before you. I am not being mean but you never know. I don't know if you were sexually active in high school or if you lost your virginity this week and are enjoying the new feeling? I guess my question is that you seem to enjoy sex as do I, but what I want to know is should I worry about you?" "I had sex a few times in high school and will be more conservative in college because the nursing really is important to me. I am away where I can be free and nobody will know who I am after the cruise so I guess I am sowing my wild oats. The comment about the VD is true. I should have been more careful but I was drunk the first time and after that, I figured it was pointless. I understand where you are coming from. I know you have not said or done anything to make me feel ashamed of the way I have been acting, even after you walked in to see me in my 'fuck me' pose." I said, "If you want to practice the pose again, I have a couple rubbers left." She started to take off her shirt and I grabbed a condom and took off my boxers. I had to wait a minute to get completely hard and put it on. When I turned around, she had already placed herself in her pose. I wanted to dive in with my face but thought better of it with all the messing around she had done. I did start in on her tits as I set my cock on her stomach. She reached down and gave it a few strokes. She lined it up with her opening and I started to slide in. We hadn't had much foreplay so she was still lubricating and the rubber wasn't much help. I started to do a 2-inch fuck in and out until I started to slide in deeper and deeper. She was a moaner and she moaned loud and often. I am not sure if I prefer moaning to grunting but I would pick either to screaming. We fucked and she told me how good it felt, how big I was, how full she was and she was cumming and cumming. I think she got off three times before I came and when I finally pulled out Cindy was in the doorway clapping for us. She said, "Am I the only girl from the party that you haven't been with?" "Well, I haven't done anything more than kiss Isabella and I only had oral sex with two of the girls. So I have only had intercourse with three of the seven so you are still in the majority." I looked back at Cathy and she was still in her 'fuck me' pose. I had left my camera at the house because I didn't want to carry the camera or the backpack everywhere so I couldn't capture the moment. Cindy said, "Cathy, close your legs." Cathy said, "He may change his mind and come back. That felt great, I want to do it again." Cindy said, "What if I want a turn." "You had your turn last night, my sister, I am sorry you wasted it on cuddling." They both looked at me. I slowly pulled the rubber off my cock and threw it in the trash after wrapping it in a tissue. I didn't want to get in the middle so I said, "I am kind of tired. Why don't we figure this out tomorrow? Cathy, you can go sleep in the other room with Cindy." Cathy got up naked, kissed me on the lips, and said, "OK bro, see ya in the morning." ------- Welcome to Jamaica, Mon: I got up in the morning and did my pushups and sit-ups in the sitting area. I looked out the window and saw that we had docked in Jamaica sometime during the night. I went down to the gym and put in thirty minutes on the treadmill. I thought about running on the beach later and I was craving a swim, but since we didn't have a schedule, I wasn't sure if I would have time. When I got back, the girls were both up and getting ready for the day. I showered and put on some topsiders for walking around and some shorts and a Hawaiian style shirt without the funky colors or designs. We had breakfast and ran into Maria and her family. I asked their plans when they sat with us and they said they had not planned anything yet but there were tours leaving all morning. Juan said, "I think they are trying to spread everyone out." I told them that if they wanted to join us, we were just going to hire a van and driver for the day. They agreed and we went down to the dock after the girls all powdered their noses. I found a man with a van. I asked about the island and he said that he could take us wherever we wanted to go on our own timetable without being on the tour. He said he would also act as our bodyguard. His name was Bob, like Bob Marley. Bob and I negotiated a price for the day for the six of us in is VW van. We were going to start at Dunn's River Falls. He explained that we would have to hire a guide to walk us up the falls. He pulled over to the side to get all of our attention. Bob said, "I am your guide for the day. People in Jamaica can get somewhat pushy compared to Mexico or the Bahamas. If you want to buy something that is fine. If you want to haggle that is fine. When you are done and don't want them around anymore, you need to tell me or they will not let you go until you buy something. Even then they will want you to buy something else." As we drove along, we heard reggae on the radio. He was a nice guy and pointed out the sights of Jamaica. One was a plane that had wrecked because it was too full of drugs to take off. It crashed and burned. We made it to Dunn's River Falls. We were barely out of the van when kids and ladies, with things we couldn't live without surrounded us. They had hats, shirts, necklaces, and statues of naked guys with huge cocks. Bob kept them away and we made it over to the falls. We hired a guy to walk in front of us up the falls and we had a nice time walking in the river. We looked at more woodcarvings on the way back to the van. Our next stop was the open-air market. Here you could pick-up a t-shirt, a hat or maybe a woodcarving of a naked guy with a huge cock. One of the vendors told me that it was a fertility statue. This was just what I needed ... to get some co-ed pregnant. I think I will talk to the dude trying to sell me some weed instead. I bought a couple of tie dye t-shirts and picked up some weed while I was in the back of the store. Next stop was the seven-mile beach. We went to a resort to hang out on the beach. I had my suit in the bag so I was happy. I got a chance to stretch my legs as I swam for about forty minutes. Thank goodness, there were no sharks today. Juan was just happy to hang out and look at the women in bikinis. I had Bob stop by one of the local curried goat stands on the way to the ship. I wanted to try the local cuisine and it was good. The girls were all skittish but once they tried it, they liked it. We got back around 5 o'clock for another 8 PM departure. I needed a shower and decided to hang out on the balcony for a while. I put another couple of chapters behind me in my book and then took a nap. I was up in time for our meal. Both of our tablemates made it to dinner. I asked if either had had gotten a fertility statue to bring them good luck? One couple did get a small one. I told the wife that she needed to rub the protruding part whenever they wanted to get pregnant. We decided to go to the club once again. All four of the girls were there and Cathy and Cindy showed up to be with their new friends. I danced with all of the girls in a big circle. Then they danced by themselves. The blonde stayed away from me, thankfully. The girls were having fun so we stayed at the club until 12:30 and then we made the rounds, dropping them off at their rooms. I went back to the club to hang out with my sisters. Cathy wanted to dance with me and then Cindy did as well. Another girl in their group, named Amber, grabbed my hand for a slow dance. While we held each other she asked, "I have seen you dancing with all of those girls. What are you doing with all of them?" I said, "I am just a smoke screen so they can be with each other. I keep the guys away." She said, "Bullshit. I have seen the way they hang on you." "I am a living fertility statue and they like to rub my big cock for good luck. If you need some luck you can come back to my room and I will let you rub it for a while." She liked that one and said, "You have a quick wit. I like that." "I am glad, because you are nicer than the blonde that I danced with the other day." "You mean Meg, she is a ditz. I saw her get off on your leg. I bet you had to get rid of the shorts." "No, but I had to soak them overnight and then send them to the laundry." I got a laugh out of Amber. She said, "You are fun. What are your plans for tonight?" I said, "I was going to go back to the room and smoke a bit of Jamaican bud and watch the stars twinkle on the ocean as it rolls by." "Through the portal in your room?" "I have a big portal" "It sounds like you have a big everything." "Hey I wear size fourteen shoes. You know what they say about guys with big feet?" "What do they say?" "They are clowns." "Take me back and show me your portal." I took her hand and I told my sisters that Amber and I were going to party in the room. They asked if they could come too. A few of their friends wanted to come so I said sure. I apologized to Amber but told her it would all be OK. Amber said, "You are sharing a room with your sisters?" I replied, "Yep, we can all squeeze in, but it will be OK." When I opened the door, she was very impressed. I walked her out to the balcony so she could see my portal to the world. She liked it. I went back in and Cindy was already calling room service and ordering beers, cokes, ice and a bottle of Jack Daniels. She also ordered some food and I asked her to get a dozen chocolate chip cookies. I told her that we may need some extra glasses as well. I looked around the room to see my sisters, Amber, two other girls and two guys named Tony and Mike. Before Cindy hung up, I told her to have them bring up a box of condoms from the gift shop. It was open 24 / 7 for last minute needs so he'll bill it to the room. Cindy was not going to ask so I told her, "If they are not delivered you will have to go down and get them yourself." She added them to the order and I asked if she remembered the nuts. My wonderful sister walked over to the small bar in the sitting room, opened a cabinet and pulled out one and a half bowls left over from last night. I had forgotten to ask for a lighter so I asked if anyone had a lighter. Leslie, the brunette, reached into her purse and handed me one. I put it into my pocket and she said, "What the fuck?" I said, "I need to borrow it but I also have to wait for room service." A while later the same guy as last night showed up pushing a tray. I thanked him and made Cindy sign for the delivery. After he left I put some ice in a glass then the JD and then some coke. I poured the rest of the coke into another glass, took a knife from the tray, and stabbed the can a few times before I pushed in on the side to make it into a pipe. I went into my room and came back with my plastic bag. Amber and I walked out onto the balcony. We were on the top floor on the outside of the ship looking at hundreds of miles of ocean. I put a piece of the Jamaican bud in the homade pipe and sparked the lighter. I sucked the flame through the bud and the smoke filled my lungs. The bud was still glowing as I handed the can to Amber and she filled her lungs as well. Leslie had followed us out and asked for a hit. Before I knew it the five girls, Tony, Mike and I, found ourselves blitzed on some premium bud. It took about ten minutes. I put the bag back into my room and gave the lighter back to Leslie. I tossed the can over the side. I am not proud of it but I wanted to get rid of the evidence. It would sink and rust in about a month. People drifted back inside and I took the dark haired Amber into my arms. I kissed her gently and we started a slow make out session. Leslie stayed to smoke a cigarette. I reached over and rubbed her ass to see what she would do. She came over and slid up to my side. I stepped back and nodded for Leslie to kiss Amber. Leslie was reluctant at first but the math was five girls and three guys; someone would have to double up or sit out. The three of us were rubbing each other but they both focused more attention on me or watched me with the other one. I said, "Can I show you my room?" They both nodded and we walked back into the sitting room. The brown haired girl, who's name I didn't know, was topless and Tony was playing with her tit. I saw Cathy with them and she was sucking her other tit. I was very happy to see that she had a few condoms in her hand. Cindy and Mike must have gone into the other room and I didn't see the rest of the box. I was hopeful that she found someone that would take care of her needs tonight. When I entered the room, I started to take off my shirt. The girls were not frozen but they were waiting for instructions. I told them to remove each other's tops. They were too stoned to do it at the same time so Leslie went first and when Amber was down to her bra, they changed roles. Leslie had on a dress so that came off very easily. They both took off their own bras and stopped to see me sitting on the bed nude, stroking nine inches. Leslie lost the panties and Amber took down her shorts and panties at the same time to beat Leslie to the bed. We went back to kissing and Amber relieved me of stoking my cock. I got Leslie's attention and had her open the drawer beside the bed to get out the box of condoms. She got one ready and took Amber's hand off so she could get me ready. I said, "Do you want me to lay back and one can ride my face while the other rides my cock, or is one of you woman enough to please the other so you can feel me pound into you from behind?" They both knew, from the way I phrased the question, what I wanted, but I think they were afraid of eating pussy as much as having someone watch a girl eat their pussy. I reached out and grabbed Amber's nipple and she said, "I am woman enough to eat Leslie's pussy, so you can pound me from behind." I said, "Good, then Leslie can suck my cum out of your cunt while I do her from behind." I was wearing a condom but it sounded nasty and they were both getting off on being nasty. They wanted it, but with me making them do it, they could blame me later for ordering them to perform. The performance went as I directed and I filled four condoms. The girls both came on my cock and on each other's mouth. I even got down and ate Amber to her sixth orgasm as she helped Leslie get her seventh. After that, I dragged myself to the shower. When I was done, I made Leslie get in. When she was done, I pushed Amber in and called room service for a clean set of sheets. The porter asked if I wanted him to change the sheets and I told him I could handle it. The girls were a little embarrassed but were happy to have clean sheets to sleep on. I asked if either was here with their parents and both said no. I saw Cathy and the brown-haired girl in bed but I guess they sent Tony home. I wanted to make sure Cindy was OKso I peeked in and she was still up and grinding on an exhausted Mike. She was naked and I saw her pussy as she rode him cowgirl. They had trashed the bed. I waved to her. I got a wink back as I closed the door. I grabbed a soda and a couple beers so we three sat and had a drink. I shared my toothbrush with both of them before we headed to bed. Leslie said, "That was some good weed. We should call it 'fuck weed' because everyone that smoked it had a chance at receiving a fuck during the night. We should have some more tomorrow but right now, I am ready to sleep. I looked at the clock to see 5 AM before I rolled over to hold the very naked Amber in my freshly made bed. ------- Chapter 21 It was 10 AM and we were at sea on the way to the Cayman Islands. I knew I should get up and take a nap later, so I went out to the sitting room. Two naked girls were on the pull out. Cathy was awake and asked quietly if I had a good time last night. I said I did, and asked why they kicked Tony out. She said, "He is with his folks and had to get back by 3 AM when the club closes." I said, "We had room for two more in my bed. Two is a couple, three is a crowd and five is an orgy." She smiled and said, "Can you call for some coffee?" I said, "Sure." I was surprised how much we had left over from the night before. I guess the pot took away the need for alcohol and eating pussy kept away the munchies so I would be eating cookies with my coffee. That is one of my favorite breakfasts after brownies and coffee. I was getting beat from the lack of sleep I had been losing. I had a plan to skip the run on the treadmill today and since we were at sea, I would skip my swim. I ordered the coffee and went out to the balcony after picking up my book. I would let Cathy get the door when the coffee came. Two pots, seven cups. I was starting my second chapter of the morning when Cathy came out to bring me a cup of coffee. She sat down and just enjoyed the sun warming her up. She had on a t-shirt and as far as I could tell, only a t-shirt. I thanked her and went back to reading. Over the next hour, all of the other girls except Cindy came out with a cup of coffee in their hands. Leslie came out and sat on the chair at my feet. I put my book on the table. We all sat and enjoyed the morning and some coffee. Nobody wanted to make plans, so eventually everyone left. Cindy finally emerged with Mike in tow. They had both showered and she gave him a kiss before she showed him the door. I had eaten a couple of cookies, but now I was ready for lunch so we decided to go to the cafe. I had a burger and fries while the girls each had a salad. I don't know how they do it, but by the time we got back to the room, it was totally cleaned and ready for us to use. I was ready for a nap and went in to lie down. Cathy asked if she could nap with me. I told her I wanted to sleep but she could take a nap with me if she wanted. It took a little longer but I did get to sleep. I woke ninety minutes later and went out to read my book. Cathy had gotten up before me and I was alone in the suite. I heard a knock on the door and answered it to find Maria. She said, "Where have you been? I have been waiting by the pool for you to show up." "I am sorry, sweetie, I have not been getting enough sleep. I have not finished the one book I have to read on the cruise, so I have been a lazy bum, taking a nap and now reading. I am sorry if I have been neglecting you. I can grab my suit and come down with you now." She said, "Tonight I promised my parents that I would go to the show with them, so it is family night. I won't make it dancing until late, if at all." "I forgot that was today. All of the days are running together. After I dropped you off at one, I went to hang out with my sisters, and they invited a bunch of people back here for a party. I was up until five this morning." "You have to suffer so much for your sisters. I feel so sorry for you while I sit in my room alone enjoying my curfew." "You should have snuck out and come to my sister's late night extravaganza. You can come in my room now since we have an hour or so before you have to get ready for dinner with your folks." "Are you sure you don't have another girl in there already?" "I sent them all home a while ago. I had the sheets changed in case a cute young girl stopped by to be molested." "I think I could use a good molesting." I said, "I am a good man for the job. Now get in there and get naked." She scooted into the room and I followed her in. We spent the next hour not being in a hurry, not having a curfew and not having friends or family around. We made tender love. Her bronze thigh skin was alive to my touch and she was happy to suck me hard after both my first and second orgasms. She came with me using first my fingers then my mouth and then twice more on my cock. We even both took a shower together. It was a tight fit but we both got clean. She noticed that the twelve-pack of condoms was not nearly as full, but didn't say anything. She said that she would try to stop by the club but if I didn't see her by 11 PM that I should, "grab another slut and make her happy." I liked her attitude that sex at this age is for fun, as long as everyone has the same expectations. I liked her a lot but she would be going back to high school and I was ready to move into my own apartment at the university. I picked up my book and with today's progress, I made a resolve to finish it before I went home, even if I had to finish it in the parking lot of the port when we docked. I went out onto the balcony and brought a beer with me, left over from the previous night, still on ice. Our porter, "Humberto," was taking care of us. I think he stood at the end of the hall and as soon as we left, he would straighten everything in our room. The ice bin was always full and the beers were always cold. He would be getting a nice tip. My sisters made it back and I had two days to finish four chapters. I went in and they told me that the whole ship seemed to be hung over and sleep deprived based on the passed out people by the pool. They showered and dressed for the formal night. I had on my tuxedo and they had on nice dresses. I thought I looked older with the penguin suit so I just grabbed my wallet. We made a decision to go and visit the bar before the late seating for dinner. We walked by the casino and there were some other nicely dressed people playing craps. I looked old enough so we walked in and I pulled out $400 and dropped it on the table. The dealer gave me a couple stacks of $10 chips. I set up the girls in positions three and four at the table with $200 in front of each. They didn't know what to do so I told them each to place a $10 chip on the pass line. The shooter was in the number ten spot and only the number twelve spot was empty (these are positions around the table). The shooter threw a seven and everyone cheered. The dealer gave each of them a $10 chip next to the one they bet and I told them to pick one up and place it with the rest of the stack on the rail. When the table was squared away, the same shooter came out and threw a nine. The others started to pick "Hard 8" and other bets. I asked the dealer what the max for an "odds bet" and he said, "Five times." I told the girls to take $50 and place it behind their $10 chip between the rail and their chip. They each did what I said and I said, "Pray for a nine. When he rolls a nine and every time he rolls a nine you will get a $10 chip for the one on the pass line and $15 for every $10 chip playing behind it." Sounding like April at the horse races, Cathy was yelling, "Come on nine, be a nine. Come on, buddy, roll a nine. It was an eight and they didn't know what to do. Cindy said, "What happened?" I said, "That guy that bet the hard eight just made some money, the rest of us are thankful that he is still shooting to roll a nine for us." I had barely finished my sentence when Cathy said, "Come on nine, gimme a nine." When the dice finished bouncing and skipping around the felt it was a six and a three. 6 + 3 = 9. Cathy was jumping so hard her tits almost jumped out of her dress. Most of the guys were watching just in case they did escape. Everyone was a winner and the table frenzy was building. This is the best part about craps. You all win together and all lose together. The dealer passed over $85 to each girl so they both were now up $95 so far. The shooter rolled again and it was a six. I was getting nervous because the average shooter has about three to four rolls in them until they bust out. I think that twelve is the most rolls I have ever seen. He rolled once again and a four and five came up. I think the nipple made a brief appearance when Cathy went into bouncing mode again. They each got another $85. Cindy asked about the other bets and I told her that it was more fun to win than to play and that those were a lesson for another time. Shooter rolled a five and then a seven to end his turn. The big hook came out to take away the $60 in front of each of them. They played through three more shooters and broke even across the three shooters. The dealer pushed five dice in front of Cindy. She picked up two and then waited until the board was set. She rolled three sevens in a row. Then she rolled a ten. Cindy said, "I need to roll a ten now, right?" I said, "Put your chips down behind your bet first." The dealer said, "Shooting for a ten and the odds are two to one" That meant they would get 2 chips for every chip behind the pass line and the odds bets or $110 for the $60 on the table. She rolled double five's and then a six and four to collect big twice. She threw a five and two to end her turn. I told them we had to go to dinner but Cathy wanted her turn. They each put down $10 and Cathy picked two dice. She blew on them and rolled them around in her hand before she let them fly. When they settled it was a one and a two. She crapped out on her first throw and she was done. They took her $10 chip. They were each up $280 and the luck had just turned on Cathy's throw. I told them to tip the dealers $50 each and then to ask the dealer to, "color me up please." He thanked them for the tip and gave them each four $100 chips and a $20 chip and a $10 chip. We stopped by the cage and they each cashed out. Cathy was so excited, that she skipped out of the casino. Cindy tried to hand me all of the money, I didn't take it but picked two of the hundreds that I had given as seed money and left her holding the profit. She said, "Thanks," and gave me a kiss on the cheek. She took my arm and we walked toward the dining room. Cathy was at the door waiting for us. We went to our table and one of the couples was there. He had on a nice suit and she had on a nice white dress. I wonder if that was the same one as when she left the reception. We all said our hellos, and Cathy started to tell them how she had just won big in the casino. Cindy and I sat back and listened as the experienced gambler told how she made it all happen. After a couple minutes, Cindy asked, "How did you do when you were the shooter?" Cathy looked a little sheepish at that and said, "Well, I didn't do so well as a shooter." "She crapped out on the first roll but it was time for dinner anyway so she saved us some money by not getting any more bets on the table. Tell him how much you started with so he knows what you actually won and where you got the money to start with, since no one carries cash on a cruise." Cathy ran out of steam with that and got a little red in the cheeks. "I forgot that Britt gave me the money to start and I only won $280, I mean $230, but I tipped the nice men that ran the game." Just as she was finishing the last couple joined us at the table. Cathy started to tell them about the casino but thought better of it. Instead, she picked up the evening menu and started to look at it. She selected a steak, and Cindy selected the snapper in a white wine sauce. The waiter got the order from the other women and then turned to the guy next to me. Pointing at me, he said, "I want to see what he orders first. After he orders, I always want to change my mind to what he had." The table laughed. I said, "WE, will have the scallops in wine sauce as our appetizer and the red snapper blackened. We will have rice with our fish and a Caesar salad would be great to start." The waiter looked at him and he just nodded. Everyone laughed and the tables around us looked our way. When things quieted down the other guy said, "I will have the same." The laughter started again. We settled down again as the wine steward came to the table. I said, "We would like two bottles of the Cakebread Chardonnay," and added, "If that is alright with everyone." They just nodded. Wife number one (I should have learned their names the first night but I was eating my lobsters.) ... wife number one said, "How do you know so much about wine if you are not old enough to drink?" Someone had just busted me. I couldn't bring up time travel as a good excuse. This was the time to tell a half-truth, half-lie. I said, "I took geology in school. The teacher taught us about different types of rocks and soils. He went so far as to tell us about how even dirt was different. There are potatoes that grow better in Idaho, and wines in California and Oregon. There is even an onion in Georgia that has a special taste from the soil they grow it in. They can plant the same onion in a different soil and it tastes completely different." "I learned that certain grapes do better in different soils or in the case of wines, different valleys. The Alexander Valley is great for cabernets, so if you see a Cab on the menu from the Alexander Valley it has a very good chance of being a good wine. Chardonnay is better from Napa Valley and the best pinots are from up in Oregon. Soil and weather, along with the age and heath of the grape vines, produce the quality of juice and then the vintner matures it into the wine and then blends as necessary. It was a very interesting class, and based on how you have enjoyed the choices, my teacher seemed to be right. If you want something else you can pick whatever you are in the mood for," I said. Cindy said, "You can pick the wines for us tomorrow since it will be our last dinner together." This was the couple that we had sat with at our table and seemed to be on a budget. Cindy had just put her on the spot. Wife number one said, "I am not sure if we will be back on the ship in time for dinner. We will see." Husband number two said, "I should pay for these. I think they have been great and we have been free loading off of you all week and you don't even drink." I said, "If I didn't want to or couldn't afford it, I wouldn't have ordered them to share with our new friends. Speaking of that, I have to confess that I was drooling so much the first night, that I totally forgot all of your names. My name is Britt in case you forgot mine as well." Husband number two said, "I missed them too but was too embarrassed to say so. My name is Tom and this is my wife Christine. We are from Cincinnati and we are on our first wedding anniversary." Cindy said, "I am Cindy and this is my younger sister, Cathy." I said, "We are on our first wedding anniversary as well." The table laughed again and we got some more looks. Husband number one said, "I am Mike and this is Marilyn my new wife. We were married last weekend and we are from Dothan, Alabama. How do you know Cindy and Cathy? Are they your sisters?" "Yes, they are my new sisters. My mom married their dad last weekend and split for Hawaii. We didn't want them to have all the fun, so we hopped in the car and went looking for a place where I could wear my new tuxedo and the girls could where their new dresses. We found out there were some cruise ships taking off the next day so we packed and drove down to the docks. We found out the other cruise was only for three days and we wanted some time to get to know each other, so we picked this one instead." Marilyn asked, "Your parents sent you on a cruise while they went to Hawaii?" Cathy said, "No, he said 'They left for Hawaii and then we decided to go on a cruise.' They think we are lying around the house waiting for them to come home." "We had to book our room months in advance to get the good rates. We even had the chance to pick our room. It has a portal that looks out at the ocean." Cindy said, "That is nice, I am glad you are enjoying your honeymoon." Cathy wouldn't let her off that easy. "Britt just told the lady at the docks that if she didn't bump us up to the suite with the balcony on the top floor it would be empty the whole trip. She saw that other three-day boat at the docks and the next thing you know we are on our own balcony sipping champagne. I think we get home a couple days before Dad and his new wife, so they will find out about our trip then." I had finished my meal by then and had packed it in a little tight. Everything was delicious. I ordered some coffee with cream and when it came, I enjoyed it greatly. I am not sure why coffee does that for me after a big tasty meal but it is always the perfect finish for me. Tom and Christine had some coffee with me and Cathy had the chocolate cake. Cindy finished the bottle of wine (half a glass) and enjoyed it as well. Marilyn had Mike up and was heading for the door after a quick goodbye and before the signature for the wine came. I made sure that it went on my tab and Tom thanked me again for the wine this week. He asked if he could get me anything. I said, "Tom, why don't you and Christine go back and change into something more comfortable and join us for another drink. I am in the mood for a nice cigar. I saw some Romeo y Julietas in the gift shop if you would be interested in joining me for one. I know they aren't for everyone so if you don't partake, we would still like to have you up for a drink." He said that he had seen the Cohibas but that a good cigar sounded good. I asked the girls if they would like one and Cathy said, "No way." Cindy surprised me by saying, "A Cohiba sounds nice." Christine said, "If they have a small one I will take one, if not I will just leave what I don't want." Cathy changed her mind and said, "If the girls are going to have one then I will try one as well, please." Tom said, "Five cigars coming up. What do you want to drink with it?" I said, "We have stuff in our room already and we can order more if we need something." Tom was in his late 20's and had dark hair. He was on the slim side and looked like a golfer or runner to me. He was in shape but not overly muscular. Christine was a sweet heart. In her mid-20's, she was not a strikingly beautiful girl, but she had that girl next-door look with brown hair, brownish green eyes and freckles on her nose. She had an interesting voice that made you listen. She had full breasts but not huge and was very fit like a soccer player. I had hung my tuxedo up and had put on some shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, what today they would call a bowling shirt without the name on my chest. The girls each had on a sundress. Cathy had on sandals but Cindy and I were barefoot. I stepped out of my room and Humberto just happened by. I asked him for another bucket of ice and six glasses. He said it would be his pleasure and he was off. I went into the room and un-wrapped the nuts and cookies. I was setting things up in the little alcove bar area when Humberto moved me out of the way to take over. He was finishing, when Tom knocked on the door. Humberto became the butler and let them in. I welcomed Tom and Christine. Humberto went back to set out the glasses and I walked him to the door. I reached in my pocket not remembering it was a cruise and felt the cash. I handed him the two hundreds I had gotten from Cindy and said, "Humberto, I will still be giving my tips at the end of the cruise, but this is for you. The service you have provided us has been wonderful so far. Where they get these guys is beyond me but I know they make almost nothing besides the tips. He was very happy. He tried to give it back because it isn't customary to get tips before the end, but I told him to send it to his mother if he didn't want it. I closed the door on a very happy face. I walked in and said, "I dismissed the butler. I don't feel comfortable with them listening in on our conversations. Tom, how is the butler they assigned you?" "Well uh, um, err, well, we didn't get a butler." "Neither did we, he was just dropping off some ice for me. Welcome to our place. I am glad you decided to join us." "Thanks for the invite. It is nice to see how the other half lives." "Like Cathy bragged about earlier, we kind of lucked into an empty room." Christine said, "Did you really come down without a reservation or knowing if you could get on?" I said, "Why don't we have a drink and then we can talk about it. I am having a Jack and coke. We have beer and champagne as well. We have some snacks but after that dinner it will be a while before I can even look at those cookies, but I probably won't be able to resist until bed time." Tom said, "Jack and coke is good for both of us, right, Christine?" "That would be great, thanks." Cindy said, "I will play bartender. What do you want, Cath?" Cathy said she would have a beer. We got our drinks and we went out to the patio. I took a chair at the table by the rail and Tom took the other. Christine took the closest lounge chair and Cathy came out with her beer and took the other. Cindy brought out three Jack and cokes and then came back with another for herself. Tom had on shorts and a golf shirt. Christine had on a sleeveless blouse and a knee length skirt. Tom lifted his glass and said a toast to new friends. He seemed comfortable with the cigars and even had a cutter but didn't have a lighter. I said I had one but I was as far from the door as I could get. Cathy and Cindy were both sharing a lounge chair. Christine said, "I have to use the ladies room. I can get it while I am up." I said, "You go ahead. Cindy will get it." Cindy got up and asked where it was. "It is in the drawer in the nightstand next to my bed," I said. They both walked out. Tom got all five cigars cut and ready to light. He was asking Cathy if she would like him to light it for her. When Cindy and Christine came out laughing and bumping shoulders, Tom asked, "What is so funny?" Christine said, "Nothing." Cindy said, "I told Christine to use your bathroom since Cathy left crap out all over ours. I was looking for the lighter when she came out. She walked over to the nightstand and said, Now I know why he didn't want me to get the lighter." Christine said, "It was in a baggy with a bunch of pot right next to the rubbers. The box said twelve but I only saw two left. Cindy said she asked to borrow one and he had her order down for a whole other box for her and Cathy to share. Cindy said they have six left between the two of them." Tom said, "I was wondering about you, Britt. You order water and sodas at dinner but you seemed a little worldly wise for your age." Cathy said, "I am a year older than him but I am just starting college and he is almost a Junior at the University of Florida. We will both be going there in a couple weeks." Christine said, "That explains a lot. I had to be careful in college, but when I wasn't competing, I used to enjoy a little weed and some Jack Daniels. I learned to like cigars from this cute med student I met at Ohio State." "I thought you looked like an athlete. What sport did you play?" "I played field hockey for a couple years until my knee surgery. Then I had to work to support the med student." Tom said, "Quit whining, I married you and I finally graduated. You didn't mind the new house or this nice cruise this year." "Thank you, sweetheart." I asked, "What type of medicine do you practice, Tom?" He said, "I am a vet. I am in practice with another vet just outside of Cincinnati." "Cool." I turned to Christine and said, "I have seen field hockey before but it is a northern sport. I don't understand the rules but get the general idea of the game. It looks like you have to be pretty tough. I don't think I could run around bent over all the time. I would want a longer stick. I like that the girls wear skirts though, as it makes the game more interesting." Christine had finished her drink and had a few glasses of wine earlier. "Most guys want bigger sticks but most girls have to play with smaller ones." She had a quick wit and a naughty mind. I was thinking of a comeback when Cathy spoke up again. I would bet she had a couple of drinks at the pool because she was on a roll. "Britt has a big enough stick that you won't need to bend down to play with it, unless you want to play with the tip, and then you will have to definitely bend over." Well, what could I say? Cathy had just jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire. They looked at me. I said, "What! I didn't say anything." Christine said, "Have you been peeking at your brother?" Cathy said, "No, I fucked him. He is awesome in bed. The best I have had on the cruise, well, maybe ever." Cindy said, "Cathy, I know we are not related by blood, but you shouldn't go around saying you fucked your brother, you little slut." Cathy looked like someone had hit her in the gut. I said, "She was just saving on condoms so her slutty sister wouldn't run out." That lightened the mood and Tom asked if he should light the cigars for the girls. They all said yes, so he lit Christine's first to help keep her from talking, and Cathy was next. When he lit Cindy's, she seemed comfortable with the stogie, then I lit my own after Tom lit his. We all sat back and enjoyed our drinks and our cigars. Christine stopped smoking hers first. She said she liked the taste and the buzz but she got headaches if she had too much. Cathy stopped soon after. I think she liked it but she was not used to it. They went in to refresh their drinks. I asked Cindy, "You look like you have done this before. Are you enjoying the cigar?" She said, "I have been to a few at parties in college. The frat guys smoke 'em." I asked Tom, "Were you in a fraternity, Tom? I was invited to rush the black fraternity, the Alpha's, but I wasn't interested." "I have never heard of a white guy in the Alphas. Why did they want you to join?" "Well, they had always won the biggest dick on campus contest and didn't want another frat to draft me and lose their winning streak." Cindy was just taking a drink and it shot out of her nose. I called out, "Cathy, can you please bring some napkins quick?" Christine came rushing out with some napkins. I pointed to Cindy holding her hand to her face. Christine asked, "Are you OK?" Tom chuckled at that. "She is fine. She just had some Jack and coke project outward through her nose." Christine said, "OK, do you need anything else?" "No, thank you." I said, "That, of course, was a joke. I live down the hall from the past president, and play basketball with the current president. One of the little sisters was my slave for a week and I got in a fight with one of the seniors. Everything was OK up until the fight. I decided to stay away from frats after that. I still play basketball with the president and the former president is watching my place for me over the summer to save on rent. I still fuck the little sister from time to time and the guy I got into a fight with either graduated or dropped out because I haven't seen him around. I don't think I could take the branding either." Tom said, "Yeah, that looks painful. Did you really have a slave?" Cindy said, "I haven't heard that story yet." "It was a long story but yeah, the girl was making wise cracks about white boys and small dicks, so we made a bet about getting her off in less than fifteen minutes. Eight minutes later I had won a slave for a week. She is a nice girl and she stops by every week or so to say hello. I have an old teacher and her lesbian lover that I see every week or two and some blue blood from New York City. Recently, I went to visit her in Rhode Island and I think she was hooking up with a guy from MIT, so it will be interesting to see what is up when she gets back." Cindy said, "You sleep with your teacher?" "I waited until after the class was over before we got together. She is bi and prefers women, but sometimes she needs a man to scratch her itch. I am not old enough to be committed to one woman, as Tom does. If Christine came along, I might change my mind." I said it because I think Christine is a cutie, but also to not make Tom feel like he made a mistake marrying his college sweetheart." Speak of the devil, Christine walked out just then and said, "If I came along you may change your mind about what?" "About having ten different women to sleep with, and instead settling down with the one special one. Like you and Tom did." "We still mess around with other people, but not very often. We love each other but sex with someone besides your spouse can be fun sometimes as well. Can you pass me the lighter? Cathy said it would be OK if I had a bowl and cut loose a little." I said, "I have to warn you before I give you this lighter. The last time we smoked that stuff, it made everyone horny as hell and a small orgy broke out. That is why we are almost out of condoms." She looked at Tom. "Should I have some or take a pass?" I said, "We have a couple beds you two can use. We can talk to the girls about a little party, or you can smoke some and go back to your place, or I can give you some to take with you." Cathy walked out with the bag and a pipe made from a coke can. "Are you leaving?" I said, "I was telling them how horny the pot made us last time. I wanted to warn them before you attacked Tom, you slut." She replied, "We have six condoms left, you only have two." "I think you used some of mine." "No, I didn't. Oh wait, I guess I did use a couple of yours." It took a second but people started to put two and two together and remembered that she had told them I fucked her. At least we were responsible. Cindy, who had been quiet, spoke up and said, "If you want to swap, I have some rubbers I can share with Tom." Everyone looked at Tom, who had been quiet. He looked at me. I said, "Don't look at me, Tom. I don't want to sleep with you. Whatever you want to do is fine with me. We did not invite you up here for that. Why don't we let Christine and anyone else smoke what they want, and then we can play it by ear. We have a few condoms left and I will not be without one. I can call down for another box as well. We have two more nights. We have munchies if we need them, how are we for drinks, Cathy?" Cindy said, "Good. If we are calling down for condoms we can get some more soda." I said, "Girls, let's check on the supplies and give them a minute to talk." We went inside and Cathy said, "Should I go with Cindy and Tom or You and Christine?" I said, "My guess is that it will just be the three of us after they go back to their room alone. I don't think Tom is comfortable with my age and I am cool with that. I know another couple that is the same way. He has worked hard to get where he is. A scandal could ruin him and his business." "Who would find out?" Cathy asked. I said, "We could be setting them up for blackmail or anything. I know that isn't the case but he just met us. We can get high and send them on their way to fuck like bunnies. Then we can stay here and take care of each other. You never know, I may be wrong." Christine came in and said, "Thanks for giving us some time to think about it. I am sorry but I don't think we are up for swapping tonight." I said, "That is fine. Would you like to stay and hang out for a while or, as I mentioned to the girls maybe we can all get high and then you two can go practice making babies back in your room?" She said, "I think we would like that." We went back on the balcony and we did get stoned. The women went first, passing the can around. Then Tom and I took a hit or two. I heard a knock at the door and closed the outside door to the balcony. I looked through the peephole and it was Maria. I opened the door and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her and she stepped back. "I went to the club looking for you and you weren't there. I thought you were going to wait for me?" I said, "We have not even gone there yet. The people that eat at our table with us at dinner came over for drinks and cigars after dinner. We were just saying goodbye when I heard your knock." "Where are they?" "They are outside smoking some weed. I should probably tell them that you aren't the police coming to get them." "Can I have a hit? I smoked some with my friends and could use a little something tonight. Being all dressed up earlier made me a little tense." "I can get you undressed and loosened up." "You should be a good host and say goodbye to your friends first." I introduced everyone. Maria was hanging on my arm and giving me kisses. We all got high and I walked Tom and Christine out. Tom said, "Sorry, Britt, it isn't personal. We both like you a lot." "No need to apologize. I understand it is my age and your being a responsible person. I have other friends who are the same way." I shook Tom's hand and pulled Christine in for a hug. She gave me a kiss on the lips and said, "It didn't take long for you to find a replacement for me. That is good bud. I am starting to get horny; we should leave." The power of suggestion is a wonderful thing. I think we were just as horny the last time, even before we started smoking, and our inhibitions dropped after we finished smoking. They said goodbye as they walked toward their room. I think Cathy was up for some fun again, but with Maria around, I wasn't sure how things would work out. I went back into the room when Maria came up and said, "Cathy wants to join us. Is that OK with you?" I was not sure what response she was looking for so I went with the truth. "It is fine with me if it is OK with you." Maria said, "I think it would be fun. I know she is not your real sister. If you would have run into her a couple weeks ago she would have been just another notch in your bed post like the rest of them." It appears that while I said goodbye to Tom and Christine, Maria had walked out and had a few bowls. She was pretty buzzed and in a very good mood. I asked, "What about Cindy?" Maria replied, "We invited her but I think she wants you all by herself. She may go down to the club or hang out up here. She has a nice buzz going. She did say she may pull a chair in and watch." There was only two years difference between Maria and Cathy but there was quite a difference in their bodies. Maria looked like she had a helium-filled body. Her tits had no sag, her ass had no sag, and they both seemed to reach for the sky. Cathy was a little fuller both up top and in her butt. They were both firm but had filled in completely. Both had pubic hair, but again Cathy's was a little fuller. Maria was naked in a flash and ready to play. She got on the bed and spread her legs. I told her to play with herself and she did while Cathy and I watched. I think Cindy had heard me, and although she didn't have a chair, she did come and stand in the doorway to watch. I said to Cathy, "Eat her pussy and get her ready for me." Cathy was following orders and she kissed Maria on the tummy a few times before she started to move to her outer lips. She circled them a few times before she focused in on the bull's eye. I grabbed a condom and stepped up behind Cathy. She had one hand between her own legs while her lips worked on Maria. I looked over at Cindy, she was rubbing her breasts through her clothes, and she was applying pressure to her mound. I rolled on the condom, stepped up behind Cathy, and slid right into her. I grabbed hold of her hips. I watched Maria's face while she made sounds of enjoyment as I kept pushing Cathy's face into Maria's pussy. We did that until both girls came and then I move Cathy out of the way. I hadn't cum yet but changed condoms and slid into Maria. I think she was having fun. She started her 'fuck me' chant and kept going through two more orgasms before I let loose into her. I took my condom off and tossed it into the trash. I was tired and lay down. I fell asleep and the girls curled up to me. I woke up the next morning with Maria on my chest. It was 5 AM. I shook her gently and kissed her on the head. She looked up at me and said, "What's up" "It is morning, baby. You missed your curfew. We should get you back to your room." "Mom said I could stay out until 7 AM. Dad gets up around 8 AM." At some point, Cathy had gone back to her room. I didn't have any more condoms so I snuck over to the girl's room, grabbed a condom, and went back to Maria. I know I am young but that sixteen-year-old body was just luscious. I just love to run my hands on her naked body and the mound drew me in for a morning snack. When she felt herself worked up, I moved over her, did a pushup down, and then slid my hips back so she could line me up and I came back forward into her. We had a couple hours so we took our time. We talked and kissed as we patiently built up to our orgasms. We eventually both made it to the finish line and then took showers before I walked her down to her room. I had on my workout clothes and after I dropped her off around seven, I walked over to the gym. We had already docked, so I used the mat for my push-ups and sit-ups. I then left the ship after grabbing my passport and took off for a 45-minute run. I was sweating very hard with the added humidity. My shirt was sticking to me as if I had jumped into the pool. I made it back to my room after getting some funny looks. I stuck my head in and told the girls to get up. We were at our last stop. The girls wanted to go snorkeling. I had been a typical boy growing up in Florida and had my open water certification to scuba dive, but the girls didn't. Therefore, we were going snorkeling on some shipwrecks. They both had on their bikinis when we arrived for the boat ride out to the wrecks. I did my safety talk about how we three had to stay together. We saw many tropical fish. No sharks came by but we saw three or four barracuda. We were out until around 2 PM and I was starving. I don't know what it is about diving, but I am always famished on the way back to shore. I usually like to pack a lunch but I wasn't at home and forgot to ask the ship. We walked back into town a bit and found a cafe to sit outside and grab some food. We had conch fritters and some grouper sandwiches. The girls had some beers. We strolled through town and did some shopping. I got a new t-shirt and the girls got some dresses. We had dinner with both couples and it was OK. We were all tired from the day's activities. Mike and Marilyn were not drinking tonight. Cathy made a comment that it was a convenient time to go on the wagon. I told her to hush. We were tired so we went back to the room and I finished my book. The girls wanted to go back to the casino and I gave Cindy $200 and told them to have fun. Cathy was waiting for me to give her some too but I didn't. Cindy said, "You give them shit about the wine at dinner and then you stand there with your hand out when you want to go gamble. You never gave him his money back or offered him any of the winnings when he took you to the casino. I gave him back the $200 and offered him the rest but he wouldn't take it. You kept it all and ask for more." Cathy felt bad for her behavior. She said, "I am sorry, Britt." I told her not to worry about it and grabbed my book. I don't know if they were winning, sinning or dancing, but when I crashed at midnight, they were still out. I felt Cindy slide into bed with me. She was topless but wore some panties. She just wanted to cuddle so I held her as we both went to sleep. In the morning, I skipped the workout and went down to lie in the sun by the pool. The girls stayed up in the room to lie out topless. When I mentioned it to Christine and Tom, Christine said she had something to ask them and she would be back in a couple hours. Tom and I stayed by the pool. Maria stopped by and we talked. When she asked about Cathy, I told her and she was gone. I told Tom, "We should wait ten minutes and then go check on them." The way he stared at Maria's ass as she walked away I think he wouldn't mind checking out her front either. Tom and I did try the skeet shooting but I would say we both sucked. The boat was moving and I never got comfortable. Not that it would have helped any. We did go and check on the girls and it turned out that none of them were shy. Christine was nice looking and she had the six-pack abs to go with her hard body. She had nice breasts that were a good size C cups. Her nipples were hard, but she had a cold drink in her hand and she had it leaning against her chest. She was sitting at the table with Cindy, also topless. Maria was very naked and Tom felt stirred by what he saw. Cathy was also naked but lying face down. Everyone left a short time later to get ready for dinner. We were walking past the cafe on the way to the dining room when I saw Marilyn and Mike eating burgers. I felt bad that Cathy had scared them off but didn't say anything. Tom and Christine were at the table when we arrived. We had a nice dinner and Christine said the pot's nickname of 'fuckweed' was very fitting. Tom blushed when she said that. I told her I had more and wouldn't be taking any ashore in Fort Lauderdale, just in case they did any searches. I would dump the remainder overboard after tonight unless she wanted more. She said, "I liked smoking on your balcony. Can we maybe stop by later tonight?" "I am not sure what our plans are but if we are there you are always welcome to join us. I have to drive back home in the morning so I will try to keep it tame. The girls will probably do the opposite. Did you have fun today?" "We went to a sea turtle farm where they hatch and do research. It is right on the beach." "We dove on some shipwrecks and saw some amazing fish," I said. We had a great dinner and Tom followed my lead on the duck breast for dinner. He ordered the wine tonight and although I only had a taste of Cindy's, it was good wine and a nice gesture on his part. I did try the tiramisu for dessert along with my coffee. I told Christine that they could come back with us if they wanted a smoke. Christine said, "I haven't smoked in like three years. It made me feel young and wild again. I know when we get back to Ohio that we will go back to being boring, but I would love to try it again if you don't mind?" "No worries, you are always welcome in my room." At that point, we all walked back to the room. When we entered, I grabbed a beer and kicked off my loafers, picked them up to put them into my room. Christine was in my drawer getting the pot and the lighter. She said, "You are out of condoms. You must have had fun last night." "I did; thanks for asking." Cathy poured a coke into a glass so she could make a pipe; we all smoked some and then headed down to the club. I changed into shorts and topsiders to be more comfortable. The four girls were all there. Cindy and Cathy's friends were there as were Janet and Kim. Linda had to be in by midnight but everyone else shut the place down at 3 AM. We made a couple of trips up to the room during the night so we could burn a few bowls and then go back down to the club. We may not have any extra if we keep up the pace. I was sweating so much on the dance floor that during one of our room visits, I changed my shirt. When we got back to the club, Janet came over and said, "You changed." "Yeah, I was sweating so much that I put on a fresh shirt." We danced together and I asked about her cruise. "I had fun but wanted you so bad. It was a letdown when I promised Kim that I would stay away from the 'kid.' You don't seem to be missing out on women from what I see." "It has been fun but I am heading back to school in a week to get ready for next semester. I was hoping to get a chance to be with you and have some fun, but Kim is your friend and I wouldn't want to mess that up. Have fun with the kiddies this year." I got a kiss and that ended the last dance at the club for this cruise. I walked Maria to her room. She asked for my address but I didn't know it. She wrote hers down and said she may head to UF when she graduates. I told her how to find my place using landmarks since I hadn't memorized the street and number. I told her I would try to write, but I have a known history of writing a letter and but then not mailing it for two months. I got a nice kiss and a good feel of her ass before we said goodbye. When we woke in the morning, we were at the dock in Fort Lauderdale. This made for an easy exit off the ship. People that had to catch early flights were up early and off to the airport. Those with later flights would follow in time. We had a car so we had breakfast before we headed down to customs. Christine and Amber had made sure that none of the pot was wasted and so we didn't have to worry. A couple of shirts, three rugs, a backpack and my new wallet and I finished with customs. I had to laugh at the people carrying their big-dicked fertility statues. We got the car and drove home. It was nice to be home. Mom and Bill were still away for another week. I spent the next week catching up with friends. I went surfing with Doug. I played tennis or got my ass kicked by Robin, depending on how you want to look at it. I played golf with John on Friday afternoon. One day I took the girls water skiing. It was summer so hanging out was the general theme. Mom and Bill made it back. They were tan and happy. When they asked how we were, the girls told them all about the cruise and the fun they had. We listened to Mom tell us about all of the things they had done in Hawaii. She had used some money from Grandpa to take a helicopter tour and she said the sights were stunning. ------- Chapter 22 It felt like I had been traveling non-stop since school was out. I had three weeks but wanted to get back to school and get everything ready. Cathy drove up with me on a Tuesday morning, because she had an appointment with a counselor to go over her schedule. I dropped her off and she went to the admin building to find her counselor. I knocked on the door of my apartment but no one answered. I had a key so it was no big deal. I walked in and the place was in decent shape. I walked back to the bedrooms to figure out about sleeping arrangements for Reggie, Cathy and me. I walked into one bedroom and there was a naked black girl in the bed with a vibrator in her cunt and a Walkman headset on her ears. She had her eyes closed so I just backed out of the room and pulled the door shut. I looked around and the size and layout of the apartment were nice, but I would have liked it to be a little more upscale. The carpet was a couple years old and I think the manufacturers designed it, specifically to hide stains. The kitchen had linoleum on the floor and white Formica counters with avocado green and gold flowers. I am sure that they were all the rage, but it made me sick to look at. I had three weeks to register and get my books and set up my apartment. Summer school was over at the end of the week. There was a two-week break between summer school and the fall semester. I went outside and stepped off the size of the apartment. It was 30 by 40 with three bedrooms and two baths. One bedroom was the master with its own bathroom, while the other bath was between the other two bedrooms. I went back in and slammed the door to see if it would get the attention of Goldilocks lying in the second bedroom. I went to the kitchen, looked for a phone book, and started a search for an interior decorator. I'm good at picking out furniture and flooring, but I didn't have the time or desire to manage the job. In addition, I had no contacts with any installation crews. I wanted to redo the place before school started in three weeks. I called a decorator and in general explained what I wanted and did a quick interview over the phone. She seemed to be on top of it, so I asked if she could meet me at the space in a couple hours. She said she could. I then called my landlady and asked if she could come over thirty minutes before the decorator. I was hanging up the phone when the black girl came out wearing some tight shorts and a crop top "Property of UF" t-shirt. She said, "Hello? Who are you?" I replied, "Hi, I am Britt. To whom do I have the pleasure of meeting?" "Oh, hi, I am Reggie's sister Dani. I start here in a couple weeks and I came to visit my brother. I also wanted to get the lay of the land. You know, meet with a counselor to figure out my classes and get my books before the line is around the building." I said, "It is nice to meet you Dani. Where is your brother?" "He had a class, but then was going over to a friend's place, to study for his final tomorrow. I am not sure when he will be back." "No problem. I am waiting to meet the landlord, and then my sister is going to meet me here after she finishes with her counselor. Where are you living in the fall?" "I got a scholarship to run for the Gators. I will be in the athletic dorm. It's just a couple blocks away next to the stadium." "I know some people that live there. They seemed to think it was all right last year. The girl I knew also had an athletic counselor to help with the classes." "We all do. With the meets, games and practices, the athletes need to get both the right classes as well as time slots to make it all work." "That sounds nice. Ask your counselor if they can squeeze me in." We talked about other things until the landlady came by. Dani went back to her room to clean up a little. Mrs. Ferguson, the landlady, asked if everything was OK. I told her that everything was fine, but I wanted to talk to her about my apartment. Mrs. Ferguson is a very nice lady. She is a widow around forty years old, so she is still young and good-looking. Her husband was a professor at the school before he had a heart attack. They had bought the property and built the apartment building about ten years ago, and he passed away about five years ago. He had good insurance so she was doing fine and the rent just gave her some spending money. The apartments rented for $750 a month or $250 per student. When we compared this to the other place, it was a higher price, but the units were bigger and it had a pool and plenty of parking. I had already paid for a year in advance so she was curious as to why I called. I told her, "Mrs. Ferguson, I really like the size and layout of the unit. I have already paid for the first year and would like to make you a proposition." "OK, I am listening." "I am not trying to be mean but the inside is pretty ugly. The first thing I want to do, is lock in for two more years so I will have a total of three years here. Next, I would like to tear out the carpet and replace it with hard wood floors. I would like to tear out the counter tops in the kitchen and baths and replace them with either a plain white Formica or maybe granite. Lastly, I would like to get rid of the furniture you have provided, because it's a little worn and dated. Either we can put it in storage for three years or I would suggest that with all of the students moving in soon, that you could sell it to them for their own places. When I move out, I will leave the furniture. I may take some art or nick knacks with me, but I will leave the tables, chairs, couches and beds. What do you think?" "Do you know how much that will cost, and how much do you expect me to pay?" "I have an idea about different parts of my plan, but I am not sure what the total cost will be, to have all of the work done. I have someone coming over to give me a price in a little while but I wanted to talk to you before I spoke to her. I was planning on paying for it myself, but if you want to knock some off the rent I won't stop you." She had such a pretty smile. She said, "I told my husband that the carpet and counters were ugly when we bought them. They were cheap and he said that the kids could care less. Would it be OK for me to stay and talk to your friend?" "She should be here anytime. She is not my friend she is an interior decorator. She will have the crews to get the work done between now and the next couple weeks." Penny Fraise, the decorator, pulled up ten minutes later. She came in and we all introduced ourselves. Dani came out and said she was going for a walk. I appreciated her giving us some privacy. I explained that I wanted some wood flooring, nicer baseboards, new counter tops and furniture. Maybe it should be something in a Mission style. It has to be comfortable and durable. I don't want Louie the XV stuff. She looked around and asked some questions. When I called previously, I had told her the time frames and it just so happens that her crews were just finishing another job. Her next customer was pushing back on starting so she could squeeze us in. She gave us a price and I thought it was reasonable but Mrs. Ferguson thought it was high. Mrs. Ferguson said, "I just found out about this and I am OK with making the changes, but don't want to get ripped off. Britt had called you before he approached me. I have a friend, Pam Butterfield who teaches interior design at the school. Maybe we should give her a call to get another price." I said, "OK it is your building. Most designers get a 15 - 20% discount on everything they purchase but charge us full price, so this $5,000 remodel is worth around a grand. If you want to use your friend that is fine with me." Penny said, "I know Pam and she could do a good job designing the place. However, she doesn't have the crews to do the work and get it done in time. I really would like to keep my guys busy. They have families. Why don't I knock off 10% and we can start on Friday or Monday?" Mrs. Ferguson asked me, "I think that is fair. Was that the size budget you had in your head when you decided to do this?" "It is in the range. When do we need to pick out the wood and the paint colors? I don't want to come home to a pink room every night because it is your favorite color Penny." "Why don't you come down to my office and we can do some paperwork. I have tons of samples and we can pick everything out at that time." I said, "Mrs. Ferguson is there anything else you need done while her crews are here?" "Well maybe we can talk about some new carpet and solid white counters for the other units. That should be much less right?" Penny said, "It they are identical to this unit, I would think $1,000 each would cover it." Mrs. Ferguson said, "Maybe I should come with you to pick out the carpet." I put a note on the door for Cathy and Dani and I rode with Mrs. Ferguson down to Penny's office. I told Mrs. Ferguson that I wanted her to pay for my apartment remodel so she could get the write off on her taxes. It was not something that I could write off on my taxes. The women completed all of the paperwork except for the final prices. She gave me allowances for each item and provided a sample that would fit those prices. The first item was oak flooring at $ .75 per foot. At 1,000 square feet including everything except the bathrooms, that is $750 for materials. If I picked maple at $ .85 per foot then I would have to pay an extra $100. If I picked teak then that would add an extra $1,000. Counter tops were also on the square foot. She wanted to price the Formica but I asked her to show us some granite and it turned out not to be that much more, for what they had in stock. She even had some left over from a larger commercial job that would more than cover my place. When Mrs. Ferguson heard the price, she asked if there was any money left over, because she may want to do her own kitchen and the other units. 'Project creep' is where a project keeps growing in size and cost, as decisions are made along the way. Like paint and baseboards. I thought about crown molding but decided against the cost. I picked the maple stained a little darker, with white baseboards and a medium brown, oatmeal color, on the walls. I picked the light brown granite with white and black flecks. The white appliances were all right. I am glad that her husband didn't go with the avocado green models. I went with mahogany colored leather club chairs and matching 7-foot sofa, and Mission style furniture in the dining room and coffee table. I had an office set up in one of the bedrooms for studying. I had a pull out couch in there as well. The master bedroom and other bedroom were just nice furniture. She started with rugs and artwork and I told her to pick out something that would look good for at least three years. I passed on the artwork and told her not to budget for any. The drapery was functional so I told her just to put it back up after they finished painting. When Mrs. Ferguson drove me back to the house, I asked her to come in. She was excited about the planned work. She sat at the dining room table. I wrote her a check for the cost of the remodel. I took out another check and told her I wanted to pay her for the following two years as well. She said, "As nice as you will have this place, you can rent those other two rooms for enough to cover your rent." "Maybe but that is not in the plans right now." "Why don't I give you a discount for the amount I am paying for the other units to be updated, and since this was all your idea, I will give you the $1,000 discount each year. Is that fair?" "Sounds good to me." I wrote the check and got a hug. She held the hug a few seconds too long so I reached around and gave her ass a little squeeze. She jumped back in surprise. I gave her a wink and walked her to the door. Cathy and Dani were out by the pool. I had seen the car when I came back but they weren't inside. Therefore, I walked around and found them. ------- The ladies had quickly become friends as they were in the same place in their lives. I took them out to dinner at Leonardo's to get a couple of slices. I got an order of garlic knots to share. We walked, since it wasn't too far. It was nice to get to know Dani. She was of course from Miami like her brother. She ran track and specialized in the middle distances like the 220 and the 440. She was third in the state last year. She was taller than her brother was. She was around 5' 8" she had the hard body of a serious athlete. With the minimum amount of body fat, her breasts followed suit and she had small titties but they had a nice roundness at the bottom of her breast. The nipples were just regular but as black as coal. The six-pack on her stomach was not something you see on many girls but it looked good to me. We made it back to the apartment, after a brief walk over to the library on campus. Reggie was at the kitchen table studying for his final. When he saw me, he got up and gave me a man hug-handshake combo. When he saw his sister and my sister follow me in, he just rolled his eyes. "You don't waste any time do you Britt?" "Reggie you know that my heart is a magnet to beautiful women. I just walk down the street and I find them just drawn to me. I met you sister earlier but the other one just came up to us in the restaurant wanting to have my babies so we brought her home. Dani, what was her name again?" Dani said, "Her name is Cathy, she is a freshman this year just like me. Reggie she is kind of cute can we keep her?" "She will have to stay in Britt's room. I have to study for my test tomorrow." I said, "We will go see a movie or something and get out of your hair. Your test is tomorrow. When do you plan to move your stuff and head home? They are taking out the carpet and repainting between semesters so I need to get my stuff out as well. Can we move everything to your room in North Hall?" "Tomorrow is Wednesday. My test is at 10 am. I finished my last class today. Why don't we take a load over tomorrow after class and then we can take off on Thursday after we take over one last load?" "Sounds good, I was going to stay here for a couple weeks and put stuff in order and start to work ahead in my classes. Do you think I can crash in my old room or should I call a friend?" "It's OK with me. I am not sure what the rules are for you staying there, but we can check with Brett tomorrow." We went out and watched a movie. We came back and went to bed. Cathy did sleep with me but that is all we did. I asked when she was going back to Orlando. She said, "I think I will head back tomorrow after we move the stuff to the dorm. If we get done by 3 pm I will be back home in time for dinner." That is what we did. Brett was fine with me staying, but said that it did break a few rules. We took him out to dinner and got him drunk so he wouldn't think about the rules. I mentioned that if we wanted to pack up the sheets from my bedroom, I would volunteer to sleep in with Dani. Dani said, "Reggie told me to be careful around you. I think you are cute but he says that I have too much competition." "Don't listen to Reg. There are only the three of us tonight and Reggie is not my type so you have no competition." Reggie said, "Let's just leave the sheets until the morning and we can each use our own beds tonight." I would have enjoyed a night with Dani but didn't want to push it too hard. I did whisper to her, "If you run out of batteries come see me." The next morning we moved out. I rode my bike and Reggie took his car. Since I live off campus, I will be using my bike and skateboard more this year, even if it is just a couple blocks. I parked the bike outside of North Hall and put the lock on it. Reggie did stick around for a while to unpack and get the boxes off the floor. It is nice to have it a little more useable space for the next few weeks. Reggie said he would be back in time for freshman orientation for his sister so after two weeks I would need to either use the couch or find another bed. I thanked him and after another handshake man hug he said goodbye. Dani gave me a real hug. She whispered in my ear as she did. "I didn't run out of batteries but I thought about you anyways." I said, "You know where I live if you ever want to get away or need anything." I wandered around to see if I recognized anyone. There were a few here and there. I went upstairs and knocked on Karen's door. I didn't know if she was still living here or another room or if she moved in with my old photography teacher Michelle Widener. I figured it was worth a shot so I knocked. The door swung open and a nice looking brown haired girl about twenty two stood there. I said, "Hi my name is Britt." "Hi, I am Amy, can I help you?" "I am looking for my old girlfriend. She used to live here. I was just checking to see if she was still here or moved." "Um, ah, who was your girlfriend?" "Karen James, she is a medical student." "She still lives here but she is in a relationship if you were trying to get back with her." "Naw, I wanted to say hi. Do you know when she will be back?" "She finished her exams today so it may not be tonight. Do you want to leave her a message?" "Sure, do you want me to write it down or do you want to give it to her verbally?" "I will tell her." "OK, but you can't change the words or she won't understand. She isn't very smart. Tell her, Britt came by and wanted to play doctor. He is back in his cell for two weeks until he is released." "What does that mean beside the playing doctor part?" "Playing doctor is the best part. You can play with us if she will let you. It means that I moved into my old room for a couple weeks. I am moving into an apartment but they are repainting it." "I will tell her the next time I see her." "It is nice meeting you Amy. Are you in medical school as well?" "No I am working on an MBA." "That is nice I am working on a business degree as well, but just as an undergrad." "Nice meeting you too Britt. Bye." I wandered back down and when I passed the lounge, I saw Shannon cooking her dinner. I went in to say hi. "Hey Shannon, you are eating early. Where is Benji?" "He went home for a couple weeks. I have to stay and work. In fact, I am going to work in an hour. That is why I am fixing dinner now. I thought you were moving out?" "I am. I am having the new place repainted so I am crashing in my old room for a couple weeks." "Maybe I will stop by later after work. Do you need anything?" "Yes, a case of beer and a couple boxes of condoms." "You are too much. Do you have any cash?" I gave her $40. Shannon did stop by around midnight with my provisions. She said, "I was questioned about the condoms because the cashier that I used to checkout, knew that Benji had gone home. I told her they were for a friend but she was acting weird. I called Benji to let him know what was going on just in case she said something to him. I think she had a crush on him for a while. I told Benji what had happened. He said that my best friend from high school had run into him at a party last night and she seduced him. Therefore, I should do whatever I wanted. It is not as if it would be the first time. So I guess the next three weeks we can have an adventure if we want to." "Is the beer cold?" "Right out of the cooler." "Then get me a beer and get naked. When do you work next, my three week slave?" "Well master I need to work the next two nights from 5 to 11pm. I have two days off after that, followed by five days of 5 to 11." "I thought you worked Sundays. You have Sunday and Monday off now?" "Just while school is out. I can get more hours that way." "Let's go see if that pussy tastes as sweet as I remember." We didn't have to be anywhere until five tomorrow night. I did want to meet with Penny when she started her crew the next morning, so I set the alarm for 7:30. When the alarm went off, I did my morning routine and then put on my running shoes. I didn't want to be all sweaty when I went to see Penny, so I just jogged over to the apartment. When I arrived, she was standing in the driveway talking to the foreman. He was guiding a truck to where he wanted the dumpster. I walked over while they talked and she said good morning and introduced me to Steve, the man in charge. The first thing they were going to do is tear everything out that we don't plan on keeping. The furniture was in the breezeway. The apartment complex consisted of two buildings with a walkway and staircase in between them. One roof covered both buildings and the breezeway. Each building was thirty feet wide and the breezeway was twenty feet wide. The six-foot staircase was right in the middle. It went up to a landing that was actually a bridge between the two top floor doors in each building. The buildings were forty feet deep. There was a bike rack under the stairs and a gate in the back end of the breezeway, which led to the pool out back. Both grass and a six-foot wooden fence surrounded the pool. The lower floor apartments had a sliding glass door that led to the grass surrounding the pool deck. The upstairs apartments had the same doors but led to a 10' x 10' deck. Penny told me that there was one guy left upstairs but he was heading home. They were going to tear out all of the carpet and counter tops. My unit was the only one getting new paint so the old baseboards were going into the trash, and then a team of painters was coming in to repaint. After that, the flooring guys would be in to put in the hardwood. The counter tops and new baseboards would be last. I asked Penny about some add-ons and could they could finish them at the same time. I said, "Penny I know we are putting wood everywhere but the bathrooms. Is there a way to have tile installed in the bathrooms. If not I will have it done after I move in. I can use one while they work on the other. I would also like to have the grass dug up outside the back door and have pavers installed." She said, "I would have to make a call but I can have the demo team take out the linoleum. It should only take a day to install, a day to grout and a day to seal the tile. If he can do it this week, the trim carpenter can trim it when he does the rest of the house. The pavers I am sure one of the guys would be happy to do after hours. If you don't mind paying cash I can save you some money and one of the guys can buy diapers for his kids for a couple weeks." She gave me a rough cost depending on the tile and pavers I picked out. I told her it sounded good and to see what she could do. I left to go on my run and didn't run as fast as normal but I ran all around my new neighborhood to see what was around me. The popular name for the area was 'the student ghetto' and it was somewhat rough around the edges. The dates on the buildings ranged from the 20's up to current day. There were bungalows, ranchers and as in my case, small apartment buildings. Looking at the lot sizes, I think that the Fergusons bought four lots to put up our place. The twelve parking spaces for twelve tenants and the swimming pool made the price high but fair. I made it back to the dorm and then went over to swim. Shannon had been awake but was reading a book in bed when I stopped by to change. She asked if she could come with me and I said, "Sure." She didn't want to swim but just wanted to sit and watch me swim. She brought her book in case she got bored. I was the only one there, swam my 1,000 yards, and then kept going. I had been somewhat lazy the last few weeks so I did another seven laps to make a mile. I was tired in a good way. Shannon and I walked back to the dorm and after a quick shower, we went out for an early lunch. We drove away from campus and found a local place that had good burgers. I had nothing to do so we took our time. On the way back, I directed her to my new apartment. Penny was not there but I saw Steve and asked if I could show Shannon my new place? He said, "Sure, just don't get in the way. Penny said you wanted some tile and pavers and she dropped off some samples. They are out in the breezeway. Let me show you." We walked out and he had some samples of the pavers and some tiles for the bathroom. I picked out a couple and said, "Those look nice. Do you know if Penny talked to the installers?" Steve said, "The tile guys will be out after hours whenever we get the tile here, so we should be good to go. Dave and Jim will do the install on the pavers. They will do the work after hours or over the weekend. Dave has a truck so they will haul away the grass and dirt. They will put down a sand base and then set the pavers. Is $100 each OK for the labor? Penny will get the materials and then mark them up 10% and send you a bill. Alright?" "That sounds fine. I will show Shannon around and then get out of your hair. I will stop by next week sometime to check on things and drop off the money for the guys. Is that all right? If not I can give you the money to hold for them until they are done." Steve said, "Stop by next week and we can settle up then." I showed Shannon my new apartment and told her what they were doing with the remodel. She loved the place and the size of the rooms. She has been sharing a dorm for the last six years. Having a kitchen without sharing with the rest of the floor made her jealous. I told her she could come fix me dinner from time to time. We went back to the dorm at around 3:30 so we hopped up in the loft for a quick fuck before she had to go to work. We kissed for a while and I used my hand to get her started and lubricated. When she was ready, I put her on all fours and came at her from behind. The feeling on the underside of my cock is much more powerful in this position and I love to play with her ass and pull on her hips as she slides up and down my dick. Because she did not have a lot of time before she left for work, we went at it hard and fast. She did have an orgasm and I smacked her butt when I started to blast deep inside of her. She had to get ready and to eat before she left. She went to shower and change for work. I took a washcloth down to the bathroom to clean up. She came by and asked if I wanted her to fix me dinner? I told her that we should go grab a slice of pizza and a salad. She drove and I bought. I walked back to the dorm and she drove to work. As I was walking up, I saw Karen outside throwing the Frisbee with Amy her roommate. I walked up behind her, grabbed her, and kissed her neck from behind. She started squirming to get away. I dropped her to her feet. She spun around and then jumped back into my arms and hugged me tight. Karen said, "We missed you so much. How was your summer?" "I worked on my bedside manner quite a bit," I said. "You are still a pig." "Didn't Amy tell you to come see me? I think she may need a spanking." "She did tell me but when I knocked, I didn't get any answer." "I must have been tied up and gagged at the time." "You don't roll that way. You are the master not the slave." "Are you offering to be my yang?" "No," Amy had walked over and joined the conversation. I asked, "Did you not tell her to come see me?" "I did, I promise." Turning to Karen she said, "I told you." Karen said, "I know, he is just giving you shit." "Britt said he used to be your boyfriend. Was he bullshitting me about that too?" Before Karen could respond, I said, "I was her boy ... friend, we slept together until I gave her to her current lover. I may have to buy her back. She has gotten cuter over the summer." Karen smiled at that and Amy was getting into it. "How much do you think she is worth?" "It depends if you are talking by the hour or the whole night." She smacked me for that one. Amy laughed. I said, "Where is Michelle? We should get together and plan to do something fun before school starts back. Are you staying in town Amy?" I knew Karen would stay for the three weeks between semesters. Amy said, "Yep, I can't afford to go back to Chicago for just a week or two." Karen said, "Michelle has to get all the grades in from the summer semester and then start getting ready for her high school classes." "Maybe we can get together over the weekend. I have a temporary girlfriend for the next week. She is working tonight and tomorrow but we are both free on Sunday and Monday. Oh, by the way, I may need a place to crash for a couple days. That is, if you can help me out." "You just want to sleep with my girlfriend." "I will let you watch if you want." Amy said, "What do you mean, you have a temporary girlfriend?" "Her boyfriend is gone for the next two weeks, so she is staying with me." "What if her boyfriend finds out?" "He knows. He is doing a girl from back home for a couple weeks. I am not complaining." "Hey, I am getting hungry; do you want to get some food?" Karen asked. I said, "Sure, where do you want to go?" "I don't care. What about you Amy" Amy said, "I don't care." I said, "Let's go to Snuffy's" I had already eaten with Shannon but I wanted dessert. We had a nice meal. It was nice to get to know Amy and great to see my friend Karen. Afterwards, we walked back to their room. I dropped onto Karen's bed. She asked, "Do I know your temporary girlfriend?" "Shannon from the first floor." Amy said, "I thought the first floor is a guy's floor." "She lives with her boyfriend." Karen said she would talk to Michelle the next day and let me know when we could get together. I went down to the room and read some in one of Reggie's Penthouse magazines but I didn't want to masturbate when I knew that Shannon would be back in an hour. I made a list of the stuff I wanted and needed to do over the next few weeks. When Shannon made it back, she was tired from being on her feet all afternoon. She told me that it was a long day. It was midnight in between semesters and the dorm was practically empty. I asked her if she trusted me, and she nodded. I told her to get naked and she did. I handed her robe to her and she put it on. I grabbed my travel kit and took her hand, we walked down to the men's shower room and I walked in with her behind me. I got the water ready and then increased the heat to just a little hotter than I liked it. I then took her robe, led her to the stall, made her stand under the stream of water, and let the hot water pound on her as I washed her hair. Next, I gave her a scalp massage for a couple minutes, stood behind her and kneaded her shoulders as the water pounded her front, and got out a washcloth, scrubbed her down hard, and worked on her muscles. I led her out and had her stand while I dried her from head to toe. I took her back to the room and had her sit in one of the chairs while I brushed her hair out. Next, I moved her to the couch and gave her a 30-minute foot massage, while I sat on the coffee table. She had her head back and her other foot on the coffee table beside me so I just rubbed her feet and calves and watched her pussy. Whenever she would try to say anything, I would shush her to be quiet. I enjoyed watching her relax more and more. I took her to bed and gave her a full body massage, while she lay on her stomach. My cock was so hard I could pound nails with it but I was doing this for her. I think she is a submissive by nature but because of her submissiveness, Benji doesn't always treat her well. I was just about to start massaging the inside of her cunt with my cock when I heard her start to breathe the breaths of sleep. I had gone too far. I reached over, turned off the light, and got in bed behind her. I went to sleep with a hard cock. I was glad that she didn't have to work until five the next day because it may take that long to get out of bed in the morning. We both slept in and when she rolled over, she woke me up. We were both naked and she ran her hand from my cheek to my dick. I stopped her and told her that we had all morning but I needed to take a leak. She did too and we met back in the bed five minutes later. She thanked me for the treatment she received the night before and said that no one had ever taken that much time to make her feel good. She apologized for falling asleep. I told her that my balls were blue and she would need to help me out. I did a quick check to make sure she was wet and then went hard for about five minutes before I came for the first time. I chewed on her nipples and put hickies on her tits. When he returned, I wanted Benji to know what he gave up even though the hickies would have faded by then. She was into the fuck and she thrust her hips up to meet me, and my pubic bone bounced off her mound as we slapped our bodies together. She didn't scratch up my back but was squeezing my triceps as she used them for some leverage, to pull us together. She didn't cum but was close, so I kept going even after I was done and within a minute, she had arrived at her destination as well. I rolled off of her and had her lick me clean. When she was done she took a slow approach to get me hard again and then asked how I wanted her. I didn't want my cum leaking all over the bed or me so I put her on her knees with her face on the mattress. I took a while longer this time. I used her hair and then her shoulders for leverage when I started, but eventually straightened up and used her hips to complete the task. She had two more orgasms in that round and we were both sweating and breathing hard. I handed her robe to her and she followed me back to the men's shower. There was a guy in one of the stalls but he didn't look out as I pulled Shannon in with me. We lathered each other and she forced the cum out and it ran down her leg until the water washed in down the drain. She was fresh when we got out and dried off. I took her back to the room and said I wanted to watch her ride me, so she climbed on facing me. I played with her tits as she rode me. This was slower in pace and she did the grind and circle thing at the bottom of each round trip. She had a patch of red hair on her mound but still kept the lips shaved. I loved watching as my dick split the seam as she raised and lowered herself. We went on for about a half an hour but neither of us came. I asked if she was ready to finish or if she was having fun. She said, "I know you worked hard this morning but I am getting a little tired." I rolled her onto her back and hooked my right arm under her knee. I pushed it up to her shoulder and increased the power but not her speed of the trusts. The different angle gave us both more friction and the power increase got us both moving in the direction of another orgasm. We both came within a minute of each other, with her going first this time. I had her clean me again and I hopped down to get a towel for her. We were both tired and hungry so we dressed and went to get some brunch. We spent the rest of the day hanging out and talking. We played backgammon to a final score of fifty. Whoever lost would have to please the other one orally. It was a very relaxing day. After Shannon left for work, I thought back to some of the things I did the first time through and remembered floating down the Ichetucknee River. I went over to the library, looked at a map, and figured out how to get there. We would need two cars. Shannon had one and Michelle had a car as well. I went back to Karen's dorm, Amy answered, and said Karen was over Michelle's. I did have her number so I gave her a call. Michelle answered, "Hello." "Hey beautiful, do you want to come over and have some fun with me." "Hey Britt, Karen told me you were back in town. What's going on?" "Do you want to have some fun tomorrow?" "Do you mean do I want to fuck you tomorrow?" "That is not what I was asking but if your answer was going to be yes, then I could change my question." "What did you have in mind?" "I was thinking that you, Karen, Shannon, Amy and I could go float down the Ichetucknee River. You could invite more people if you wanted. Did you have other plans?" "No. I have heard about that and it sounds like fun. Is there a time that we have to be there?" "The river flows all day long so whenever we get there is fine. The people that rent the tubes out are there after eight or nine, so what do you say we leave here at nine and can be on the river by 10 or so? If you know someone with a truck, we can throw the tubes in back or we can cram them in the trunks of the cars. We will park one care at the end of the run and the other where we put them into the water. When we get done you can drive back and get the other car." She said, "That sounds like fun. How long will it take?" "Around three to four hours. I will get a cooler and we can pick up some sandwiches and drinks. We can float the cooler down the river with us and put the trash in there when we are done. Why don't we all meet out front of North hall at 9 am?" "I will talk to some friends if you don't mind and we will take a head count when we get there." "I miss you Michelle. I hope you had a good summer. You can tell me about the students you seduced tomorrow. Bye." I hung up before she could yell at me. I walked back up to see Amy. She invited me in. She was reading a book. "Hey Britt, Karen is still not here." "I know we are going to float down the river tomorrow and wanted you to know you are invited. We are meeting out front at 9 am. Do you think you can make it?" "I have never floated down a river before. How do you do it?" "Well, you get in the river and you let the current move you down the river. When you are done, you get out." "So it is like swimming." "No you use an inner-tube and talk to friends and watch the trees roll by." "I will try it if you don't mind me tagging along." "I don't mind but you have to wear the smallest bikini you have. If you need to get one I will be happy to go shopping with you and help you pick one out." "Karen told me you were a pig. She also said you were a nice cute pig." I almost said, "Just call me Wilbur," with a reference to Charlotte's web, but I knew that would be my new name for life so I bit my tongue and just nodded. Amy asked what she could do and I told her, "Not a thing. I got you covered and since I am a pig, I would be happy to uncover you as well." Amy said, "You are a corn ball. Do you really ever score with those lame jokes?" "It is not the joke that gets them in my bed." "What is it then?" "Why do you need help getting chicks?" "No, I like guys most of the time and I don't need help there either." "I don't need much help either. I am younger than most of the girls I hook up with so I know that corny jokes will not get them in my bed. I treat women the way they want to be treated, or at least how I want to treat them. I am attracted to women that tend to be submissive to some degree. I don't beat them but they like to know who is in control. If you haven't noticed I tend to be pretty confident in myself and that is attractive to certain types of people." "I know. I am somewhat dominant in a relationship so guys think I am bossy but I don't want to date a total wimp either." "Most of the women I end up with are not wimps either. I just have to prove that I am man enough to take control. They need to know that I can take care of them and take care of business." "I guess that makes sense." "It's harder for a girl. Men are supposed to be the dominant provider in a relationship. Many dominant women turn to other women for the balance they are looking for." "I have seen that but I don't want to be a butch. I just like to be in control." "Some people can switch from being dominant to submissive in a role playing way. If you are willing to share, you may go after one of those. I may even let you tie me up if I can get a piece of you." "I will think about it. When I first met you, I thought you were just a kid. Karen told me that you have helped her and some others. She said you talk a good game but back it up when you need to. She also said you never force anyone to do something they don't want to do." "I don't agree with rape unless it is role playing and both parties are willing. This by definition is not rape but a role-play attack. I enjoy a little rough play from time to time." "I can't believe we are having this conversation." I said, "This is why I get the women I do. They get to know me for who I am and not just see me for a joking around little kid. It is not a come on line. I care about people. I care about my friends. I also care about myself. I take care of myself and I do what I want to do. Not to be selfish but if you are going to do something you should do it right. I study to get good grades. I work out to stay healthy and I earn a lot of money using my brain and I play hard to have fun." "So work hard play hard." "Yep I do both but I don't play emotional games. If you want to be friends, we can be friends. If you want to be lovers, we can be lovers. If you want me to wrap around your finger and be a lap dog you can find someone else that has time to play your games." "That sounds like a good philosophy on life. It may be a hard one to make happen when you get older and the women want to settle down." "I will just look elsewhere. In the last year, I have had women from sixteen to thirty plus years old. When I turn eighteen then I will have to move up my minimum age but when I am thirty the range from eighteen to fifty will cover a whole range of people. At least a couple will just be looking for a good time with a man. If the right woman comes along and knocks me off my feet, I will have to eat my words. However, I don't plan on changing my path until it does." "You are too serious for your age." "I don't know many kids my age that wouldn't want to trade places with me if they could." "You may be right." "Do you want to take a walk so you can tell me your philosophy on life?" She said, "Sure." We held hands and walked around campus. She did tell me what she wanted to do with her life and her views on men and women. When we got back, I asked if she wanted to join Shannon and me. Instead she said no, and that she would see me at 9 am. ------- Chapter 23 When Shannon came in, I had her drive me to the 24-hour grocery. I bought a couple of coolers, some snacks and beer. I bought ice to cover the beer and we went back to the room to have sex once, before we went to sleep. In the morning, I walked out at about five till nine and there were three cars and nine women in them. Just then, a pick-up truck pulled in with two more girls and then Karen and Michelle. Shannon came out behind me and Amy was with her. Although there were sixteen people, I was the only guy. I looked at Michelle and she said, "We went out last night and I told one girl and the rest of the night people asked if they could come. You said it was OK." I said, "Next time I will plan an orgy instead of a float trip if you are going to bring along your pretty friends." Michelle said, "I'm not sure as many would show up if a guy was going to be there, but we could try it." I got her to smile. It was going to be a good day. Karen said, "Britt, you are such a man slut." We all gathered around the steps and I said, "I got two coolers and I think we may need one more depending on how many are drinking and how much they want to drink. I would prefer that the drivers are sober at the end of the trip. I see two cars that will fit five each and Shannon's will fit four. If we put two people plus the tubes in the truck, we should have enough. I was going to stop and get sandwiches. Is roast beef OK with everyone? If not I can buy ham or turkey or whatever you want?" Michelle said, "Buy half roast beef and half turkey. If there is anyone that has a strong need for one or the other, we will let them pick first. I can pick last and I know Karen will eat either." "I didn't know she went both ways but that is good to know. I can get more beer, sodas or something else. What does everyone want? I can also get something to go into the sodas if you want to use a cup." One girl said, "I love Jack and cokes." I said, "Let's do this. Michelle, can you go down to the ABC liquor and get a bottle of Jack. I'll get two cases of beers and sandwiches. I'll need another cooler and ice so we can all meet at the Albertsons and leave two cars there. I can get cups as well. Do we need two bottles and less beer or is that split ok?" "Sounds good." I got out my wallet to give Michelle some money for the whiskey. Everyone else went for their purses. (That just sounds weird). I told them it was my treat and we went in different directions. Some of the girls came in and got the beer since I wasn't old enough. I got everything else and I gave the girl cash for the purchase. Michelle was in the lot and we packed the sandwiches from the deli and some other snacks along with the drinks and ice. Thankfully, it all fit in the three coolers. We took off up the road and were there by 10. We then had to rent nineteen tubes and tie them down. When the girls asked about the coolers, I said we could put them in an inner tube. They tried but couldn't get the cooler in the hole. I laughed and said you need a guy to get something that big into such a small hole. I got a chuckle from the crowd but they wanted to see me do something they couldn't so they watched me. I grabbed the first cooler and sat it on top of the inner tube. I then puffed up as if I was getting ready to lift a 500-pound weight. I leaned over and let the air out of the tube. I stretched it around the cooler and then walked over and re-inflated it. The girls started giving me shit about needing a guy. They did the other two and when they were all secure we went up to the launch site. All of the drivers drove to the take out point and Shannon came back with all of the drivers. We walked into the water and everyone was complaining how cold it was. They were blaming me because of the water temperature. I said, "Ladies, it is 72 degrees like most springs in the state of Florida. I like to see your hard nipples poking through your lovely bikinis but you will get used to it very quickly. With the sun as hot as it is you will be in the water by choice a number of times today, so quit your bitching. You all have a vote but I think it should be a topless float since there won't be any houses along the way." A couple girls said "Hey that sounds like fun", but Karen said, "Britt you are such a pig." She then splashed me while I was standing trying to keep my nut sack out of the cold water. I finally just dove in and within a minute had acclimated to the 72 degree water. We all hopped on and floated away. The water was crystal clear and it went from five to ten feet deep most of the way. It is deeper up at the spring but we put in below the spring. We could use our hands to move around the group and float with different people. I put my foot on Shannon's inner tube and said, "This is the life." She grabbed my foot and gave me a foot massage. That started another round of bash on the mean man. I didn't ask for a foot massage I was just using my foot to stay connected to Shannon. Shannon told them, "Shut up. He isn't making me do anything. The other night I came home from work and was beat. He took me and washed me head to toe. He brushed my hair and then gave me a massage head to toe. That included a 30-minute foot massage and a 30-minute back massage until I fell asleep. He pampered me for over two hours until my muscles felt like mush." Karen said, "And then he expected you to take care of him right?" "No, he curled up behind me and held me. He kissed my head until we both fell asleep. In the morning he attacked me and made me cum more times than I could count." Michelle said, "Been there done that. If he had longer hair you would think he was a lesbian when you look down." Shannon said, "From experience I know what you are talking about." We had a good time. As the beers and the mixed drinks disappeared, the girls relaxed more. I took a dip to cool off and then came up under Karen's tube. The hole in the middle is a target that led to her ass. I waited until it was only around five feet deep and I came up, picked her up and flipped her tube. She landed on her head and she was screaming in shock as she went under water. She came up mad at me and started to come after me. I just went under, grabbed her again, pulled her into a hug and kissed her nose. I said, "Thanks for coming today, even if you haven't said one nice thing to me or about me today. I know that you are just playing tough girl in front of your friends." I let her go to swim back to my inner tube and pull myself up and into my tube. Michelle had Karen's tube. Karen swan over to me and I thought she was going to dump me but she didn't. She said, "I really haven't been nice to you have I? I was just joking but I'm sorry. Thank you for inviting me today and I'm really having fun. I work so hard at school. I can't remember the last time I just relaxed and did nothing." I grabbed her under her arm and pulled her up onto my lap. I held her in a hug as she leaned against my chest. Michelle paddled over and put her hand on my tube. Amy came up to the other side and Shannon and I had our feet on each other's tube. We floated like that for a while. I'm not sure what she was thinking but I know I struck a nerve with what I said. I just let her know that everything was going to be OK. Things lightened up and eventually I got hot again and used her weight to flip us both over and into the water. She gave me a hug and a kiss before she climbed back into her tube. We all came together in a big clump to pass out lunch and to eat. More than one person said they were having a fun time and we should do this more often. I did see one girl that took off her top. She reminded me of Courtney Cox in the Bruce Springsteen video. She was somewhat flat chested. Most of the girls were friendly and not the man-hater variety, just the girl-lover variety as I was. Amy was having a good time. She was new to Florida for the MBA program and floating down a river was something she had never even heard of. When I mentioned alligators, she got scared. I told her she could sit on my lap and she almost took me up on it until I leered at her and she decided to take her chances with the gators. I told Shannon to take her top off and she did of course. We floated, relaxed, and enjoyed being with friends for the next couple hours. When we were getting close, some of the girls in the very front called back that we were coming up on the take out point. The topless girls put their puppies away before we made it around the last bend. We hauled everything and everyone out of the river. We took our trash to the cans and consolidated the cooler stuff. One of the girls took Shannon up to get her car. The rest loaded the tubes into the truck and they drove up to drop off the tubes at the rental place. The rest of us waited for them all to return so we could caravan back to Gainesville. While we were waiting, I told Michelle that I was glad she invited her friends and that I thought they all had a good time. I reminded her that she still needed to plug me into the girls my age that went to her school. She said, "How am I supposed to do that? I can't just give them a key to your bedroom." "Can I come by the school and use your darkroom?" "If you want to, you can, but it will have to be after school and by then everyone is gone." "My birthday is coming up. I'm sure you have my present all picked out." "Yep, birthday spankings for you buddy." "Thanks, do you think I should have a party to start the New Year and have a house warming party for my new apartment?" "That would be fun. Who would you invite?" "There are three other units in my apartment building, so my new neighbors, maybe a few guys from the dorm and my harem of beautiful women. That includes you and my girlfriend who is on loan to you." Just then, one of the other girls walked by and said, "You are Karen's boyfriend? Have you ever slept with her?" I said, "I don't kiss and tell. You will have to ask her if she has ever woken up in my arms. She is not sleeping with me now, because she is on loan to Michelle. Did you have fun today? It was nice to have a large group. If a gator came after us I had plenty of people to push his way." "I had a great time. I have lived here for years and never done this before. It was a cheap day of fun and it was very relaxing. Thanks for taking care of the food and drink and renting the tubes as well." "No problem, you can invite me to one of your parties some time and I can drink your beers and hit on your girlfriends." "What do you mean?" "I saw you hitting on Amy and Shannon. I can't blame you." "Are they your girlfriends?" "No, I don't have any girlfriends. I once heard a guy refer to himself as a lesbian trapped in a man's body and most of the time, I feel that way. I should fit in very well with your group." "You did well. We made Tina take off her top to see what you would do. You barely glanced at her and didn't paddle over to drool on her tits." "I passed the test. I think you should all come to my party, get naked, and see how I do on the harder exams. I'm a straight A student you know. You can ask Karen. I'm studying to be a doctor." All of the girls had gathered around, some were listening in, and others were talking. An oriental girl asked when the party was. I said, "I'm not sure. I would like to have it before school starts but they are working on my place. Orientation week is in three weeks. Maybe I should plan it for Friday or Saturday night. I don't want a free for all but I consider all of the girls here my new friends and if they want to come, that is fine with me." "Where do you live?" "Over in the student ghetto, on the corner of 3rd Ave and 19th Street, near the stadium." "Well, let Michelle know and if I can, I'll stop by." Everyone had returned and we loaded up the cars and headed back to town. The sun had made everyone a little tired. Amy gave me a hug and thanked me for inviting her. I told her she was there in case I needed a distraction for the gators. I asked, "I was thinking of tying Shannon to the bed. Do you want to come over and do mean things to her?" "I never know when you are serious. One minute you say something crazy and you are pulling my leg and the next minute you are saying something crazy and you are serious." "Well you can always come by and see for yourself." "I may just do that." She followed me down the hall. Shannon had used the restroom and came in the door with Amy and me sitting in the two chairs. Shannon said, "That was a fun day." I said, "Yes it was. I liked you showing off your tits. It made me horny. Do you want to give me a blow job?" "If you want me to I will." "Good, take off your clothes and grab a cushion off the couch so you don't hurt your knees." She started to get undressed. She didn't ask about Amy but looked at her and me to try to figure out what was going on. She was naked when she got a cushion and put it down in front of me and reached for my zipper. When Shannon was bobbing up and down on my cock, I said, "Shannon, Amy is thinking about exploring her dominant side. I may loan you to her for a couple days to see if she likes it." Shannon slowed down. I told her, "You don't need to say anything. Keep going." I looked to Amy and said, "People know that you can hurt a sub by whipping them or biting them so they tend to be more careful. If you tie them up or even make them get on their knees on a hard floor, they can get hurt as well. Your leg can fall asleep just sitting on it so be careful when you position someone and make sure that they are OK on a regular basis. When someone submits to you, they are giving you responsibility for them and their care. If they complain then you will be upset. They may not complain just so they do not upset you and at the same time hurt themselves." Amy said, "I never thought of that but it makes sense." I said, "You can use a safe word. What that means, is, I'm not comfortable with this situation and I want to stop right now. This is not being disrespectful but they are using it to protect themselves." "Like what?" "Shannon has the word 'elephant'. If she were opposed to me piercing her nipples and I was about to do that she could say elephant and I would know to stop right now. She may just want to give the illusion that this was against her will. If she said 'please don't, or stop, or I don't want that' then it means nothing except I'm still in control to make the choice for her. If she said 'elephant' then she is taking control back." Amy was watching Shannon but she was also watching my cock appear and then disappear into her mouth. Shannon was good and if she had her hand around the base, she could almost kiss her hand. I said, "If I told Shannon to go over and take off your shorts and eat you to an orgasm, she may say she doesn't do girls. If I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over and pushed her face into your pussy and then told her to eat you while I shoved my hard cock up her ass, I could if I wanted." I ran my fingers through her hair and she was getting me close. I wanted to give Amy a chance with Shannon to try out her dominant side. I made it a contest for Shannon. I told Shannon that I was close, that I had better come in the next two minutes, and that she had two more minutes after that to get herself off or she would be going home with Amy. Amy leaned forward to watch Shannon start to work harder. I said, "Amy count down the clock every fifteen seconds." "1-45" Shannon was using her hand on my shaft, one on my balls and her tongue and lips as well. "1-30" I was close but started to wonder what the square root of 826 was". "1-15" Shannon tried to get me down her throat. "1 minute" I looked at Amy and said, "Who are you cheering for, me or Shannon?" "I want you to win so I can take the slut home with me and have her lick my slit all night long. 30 seconds" I was close enough. I knew I could hold off but I wanted to make it about Shannon deciding her own fate." "15 Seconds" I stood and pulled out before I shot at her face. I said, "Amy, two more minutes on the clock while this slut tries to get herself off." "1-45" I guess she had already started the clock. Shannon jumped over and was on her back on the cushion. It wasn't big enough for her whole body so she had her back on the cushion and her pussy in the air. She had one had rubbing hard and the other tweaking her nipples. "1-30" I said, "Shannon do you want me to get something to shove up your ass? I will if you want." I was trying to distract her. I wanted Amy to win and have fun with her. "1-15" Shannon said, "Noooooo". She was trying to concentrate on the work at hand. "1 minute" "45 seconds." It was an awesome sight to watch. I had seen women masturbate before but never with such intensity and never with so much at stake. "30 seconds" "15 Seconds" Shannon let out a groan. It was not an orgasm but frustration. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0" I said, "Keep going to see how long she gets to keep you. You had better hurry. Benji will be pissed if he has to wait three weeks after he gets back." She kept going and finished in about twenty seconds. She looked dejected. I grabbed a towel and wiped my cum off of her face. I then went over to a box of mine and got out a leash that I had from Monica. I slipped it over Shannon's head and handed the leash to Amy. I said, "Two things Amy. Number one, her safe word is elephant. If she says that, you will stop and bring her to me do you understand?" "Yes" "Number two, I want to watch Shannon eat you the first time." "That is fair." She stood and dropped her shorts. She was one of a couple girls I had seen this time through that had her pussy shaved clean. "I like the hair style, Amy. I have Shannon keep the labia clean but she just keeps her mound trimmed. If you want her to shave it off you can." Amy tugged on the leash and Shannon walked to her. I kicked the cushion over to her and Amy sat back down and put her legs up on each arm of the chair. She scooted forward and Shannon started to kiss and lick. I said, "Shannon, you have to remember that I could have held out but I wanted to give you a chance to win. I left the results of the victory or defeat for you to decide. You were being lazy earlier. You know I like you to play with yourself when you suck my cock. You didn't because Amy was here. If you had done what you normally do, you would have been much closer when I came. If you had worked harder on me earlier, it wouldn't have been so close for me either. Do you understand that you have brought this on yourself? That I did not do this to you, but you did?" She actually stopped. I was expecting her to nod her head and continue, but she stopped. She looked at me and said, "I'm sorry, I know it was my doing that got me here. I'll let Amy explore being a dominant on me." She turned back and started to suck on Amy's clit as her fingers worked inside of Amy. It took just two minutes to get Amy into her first orgasm. I said, "You don't have to take her to your room but you have completed your part of the agreement." Amy said, "Thanks, I would feel more comfortable up in my room if that is OK?" I shrugged and nodded. Amy took the leash. Shannon stood and put the cushion back. Amy put on her shorts. I was wondering if she would make her stay on the leash, if she would let her put on clothes or what. Amy said, "Do you have a robe?" "Yes" Shannon replied. "Put it on and carry your clothes." She was going straight for the humiliation approach. However, would she leave the leash on? "Shannon, I'm going to let you off the leash but you will follow two steps behind me. If you get too close or too far away I'll put it right back on do you understand?" "Yes ma'am" "OK, let's go." I watched as they walked down the hall to the stairs. To test her, Amy stopped completely twice and sped up once. Shannon stayed two steps behind her. I was beat but hungry. Between semesters, the cafeterias close down so I grabbed my bike, rode over, and got a slice of pizza. It was awesome. I ordered a pie to go and then rode back carrying the pizza in one hand. I walked up to Amy's and knocked. It took a minute but she answered with just barely a crack to look out. She saw who it was and smiled. I said, "I didn't want either of you to starve. I opened the box, grabbed two slices, and turned one on top of the other so the crust side was out on the top and bottom. I closed the box and handed her the other six slices. She thanked me and opened the door. She had to let the towel drop. She had nice tits and again the shaved mound looked hot. I saw Shannon on the bed with a dildo sticking out of her cunt while she was on all fours. I turned and left with my pizza. ------- Monday. I had been slacking off, so I did a little extra of everything in my workout. I cleaned up and went over to my apartment. The progress was amazing. They had completed the painting, the floors were close to completion, the counter tops were going in today, the tile was set and they had scheduled the grout for today, and the painter was outside painting baseboards so they could install them later in the week. I walked out back, the pavers were half done but they had completed all the removal of sod, and leveling and they had installed the sand base. If they delivered the furniture quickly, I would be able to move in at the end of the week. I told Steve that things looked good and he said the guys were doing well and that they should complete the pavers by tonight. I took that as a hint that, by tomorrow, I should be prepared to make payment for the labor. I headed over to meet with my counselor. We had laid out my classes last year but they still need to sign off every year. I went over, bought all of the books for the semester and took them back to the dorm. It was only 2 pm and I had finished what I had planned to finish in a week. I needed to get a hobby. I stopped by Amy's room to check on Shannon. I was a little worried. Amy answered the door and they were just getting ready for lunch. They looked like new best friends instead of master and slave. They both had clothes on and seemed happy. They invited me to lunch and we walked to a diner about ten blocks away. I asked, "Did you girls have fun last night?" Amy said, "Yes and this morning too. Karen and Michelle stopped by because they didn't want me sitting home alone and they were both surprised at what they found. Karen said to tell you that you are a pig." "Did you learn anything about what you are looking for in a relationship?" "Yes I did. I wanted to be so in charge and humiliate her so much. I wanted to walk her down the hall naked and show everyone my bitch. I soon discovered that I only got satisfaction when she was being satisfied, like a parent that has the ability to make their kids do anything including eat their vegetables. When the kid is sitting at the table for an hour after dinner trying to choke down six brussel sprouts, it isn't fun for the kid or rewarding for the parent." "Shannon put herself in my hands and when the new puppy fun wore off I still had to feed it and clean up after it. I think I had a fantasy about doing some of the things but not the full-time responsibilities that went with it." I said, "What about you Shannon? Did you learn anything?" "Yes, I was disappointed that you gave me to Amy even though I lost the contest. I was also excited about what was in the unknown. I have been with Benji for eleven of my twenty-four years and I just didn't know what was on the other side of the door. I'm only twenty-four and have had more sex than most people twice my age. If sex were eating ice cream, I would have had a gallon a day for the last eight years. It isn't the quantity but I have only had vanilla. After you traded your slave for me last year, I have found out that even Baskin Robbins had thirty other flavors. Some of them are pretty good." I raised my eyebrow and said, "And?" Shannon said, "You alone are Baskin Robbins, but there are other ice cream parlors as well." "That is an interesting concept. What is the outcome of your new discovery?" I asked. "I need to have a long talk with Benji. He is always looking at other women. He is very sexual and we fuck like bunnies but bunnies don't use clothespins on their nipples while they shove a cucumber up their cunt. They just fuck like bunnies. I think we need to either try new things together or take a break to get some variety. Monica was much different from me and I'm sure that my friend back home is teaching him some new tricks. We have become creatures of habit." I said, "Yes people are that way. In college there are almost no classes with assigned seating but after the third time the class meets, most people will sit in the same seat or at least the same area each class." "I know and I want to check out the other side of the room. I want to sit in the front row and the back row and I have had a little taste of that." "Did being with a woman freak you out? I know that Monica ate you once but you were on the giving end yesterday." "It did a little at first but I think the fact that she shaved gave it a different feel. That helped me get past the first couple of minutes and then I just wanted to explore so I wasn't worried about the rest of the woman but just seeing how I could make her pussy respond." I sat back and said, "I'm proud of both of you for stepping out of the box and exploring new things and being honest with yourselves about how you felt about it. I think we should all go back and have a mini orgy to celebrate." I was giving one of my smart ass remarks to get a "Britt you are a pig" reply but Shannon said, "Sounds good to me." Amy replied, "OK." As I was telling Cindy on the cruise, it never hurts to ask. We left the diner and walked back to the dorm. I said, "I stopped by the apartment today and the workmen are flying through the project. I wish it was done now so we could just go there." "That would be nice because the furniture in the dorms just doesn't cut it for a comfortable orgy. At least in your room there is a queen-sized mattress. In the double rooms the mattresses are singles." Shannon commented. I did get to have sex with Amy. I could tell she was still a little concerned about the age difference, but once I had my dick seated in her, and started to stroke in and out with Shannon working on her tits, she just closed her eyes and obtained great pleasure from the ride. She did have some pointy nipples. Most of the women I have been with have flat nipples on top like a pencil eraser. Monica's were rounded like a bullet but Amy's almost came to a point like the sharp end of the pencil after it had been used for a week." We played for a few hours. We all were in a mood to please the other two, so we took turns suffering through letting the other two take care of us. It was not hurried or uncomfortable. Shannon did take some orders from both Amy and me and one time I had her eat Amy while I fucked her from behind. I was trying to use condoms more but I liked bareback and knew most of the girl's history before we started. I was more worried about pregnancy than STD s. The girls said they were safe to I let it slide. I would be OK to support a child. I just didn't want the responsibility of fatherhood and the other things associated with having a child. I let the women lead the decisions. We split up for showers and then had a hamburger at McDonalds. I try not to eat there too often but we were being lazy. I'm happy that I did the extra workout today. Without anything being said, Shannon came back to be with me. She needed a break from almost twenty-four hours of sex so we just talked and played backgammon. We just held each other when we went to bed, The rest of the week, I took my bike and rode around. I kept making further trips out into different parts of town. I was exploring and letting my friends take care of their own stuff. I did find two stores where I made purchases. One was a wood shop. The guy was in his 70s and he had all kinds of different projects that he had built. I told him what I was looking for and he said, "Yup I can make dat fer ya." His name was Frank Walker and he asked about the type of wood. When I explained the Adirondack chairs would be outside on the patio he suggested cedar since it would hold up better in the weather. He also suggested a small table in between. I said, "I want the arms to be wide enough to hold a drink or a book if I wanted to set something down." Frank said, "Yup, but where are ya gunna put the cooler with the rest of yer beers?" I said, "I think I'll need that table Frank." "Yup, I can have em for ya next week." I got his number and told him I would call and arrange him to deliver them when I moved in. I also wanted to get a motorcycle. Before I made the jump back in time, the crotch rockets were the fad for the young guys. I wouldn't mind that but back in the late 70s they had quite a different style. I also was going to substitute the bike for a car when I loaned mine out. I may need to carry some things, so I was leaning towards a Harley Davidson. The Sportster had the look of the times. The Shovelhead had the cool factor but the Electra Glide FLH had the storage for books or other crap I may need to move with me so I got the Electra Glide. I was going to wait until my birthday but the check would have cleared by then and they would have already processed the tags and title work as well. In addition, they had already completed the patio and I had paid for it as well. The trim carpenter was finishing his work. Everything else was done except the painter doing some touch up work. The furniture was almost all at Penny's warehouse waiting on the trim carpenters. If I had needed to, I could have paid extra for a Saturday delivery but Monday was fine. I walked through the place and was very happy with the look and feel of the place. I started to make a list of other stuff I would need. I had some odd towels that I used in the dorm and thought maybe I should buy at least two that matched. I was making a list while standing in the kitchen when Penny stopped by. She asked what I was up to and I told her that I needed to go shopping for pots, pans, towels and everything else to set up a home. I joked, "If you would marry me then we could just register like everyone else and have it given to us but it looks like I'll have to pick out all of this crap myself." She said, "If you would have proposed nicer I may have accepted but since you didn't I'll just have to take you shopping. This is the only project I have going and I told the guys to take a vacation for the week after they finish up. We have another big job that is starting so we will be busy after that. I'll meet you here at nine in the morning, and after we check out the work crews, we'll go shopping." The next morning the stop at the apartment was routine and then we were off. I don't like to shop but I learned a lot. We got sheets, towels, pots, pans, dishes, silverware, a coffee maker, blender, toaster, and other stuff she said I would need. I got along well with Penny. We had one moment early when she asked about my parents and me spending money in the same sentence. I said, "Penny, when I look at you I don't think that Penny got this business from her parents. I know I'm younger but I have done quite well with my investments. I bought the house my mom lives in and I pay her an allowance each year. I have not received any allowance ever in my life. If I want to spend money, it is my money and I'll spend it. I don't know if I could spend it all even if I tried at this point because I keep making more." She was surprised with that but said she was sorry and we moved on. It felt like we were getting married and we each gave our opinions on what would look best and work best for me. I was uncaring about towels and silverware. I perked up in the kitchen store. She wanted me to get cheap pots and pans but I got the high-end stuff. The same was true about the knives I got. When I told her that cooking was one of my hobbies, she asked, "What are the others." I said, "Well I need to find a frame shop to have some of my photography framed for my walls. I like to scuba dive and surf. I cook and then manage my investments and I love to gamble." She said, "Is that all?" "Well sex is high up on the list but I was going to let that one slip by. "Oh, well, um. You rather caught me off guard with that answer. I don't know what to say." I said, "I'm sorry if I flustered you. You have been a huge help today. I would have forgotten half this stuff. We can put it all in the office and then the cleaning people can get to everything for a top to bottom scrub down. Do you schedule that or is that on me?" She said, "I have a cleaning crew. I'll have them over. Do you have your pictures here? If so we can stop by my friends frame shop." "They are at the dorm I'm staying at while you are working on my place. If you want to stop by I'll grab them." I replied. We went to the apartment and dropped off the day's purchases. I was glad that grandpa got the credit card for my trust. It certainly got a workout today. Mrs. Ferguson had already listed the furniture in the paper but wasn't expecting any calls until later when the students returned. We sat in the breezeway and started to go through my pictures. I was lucky that I had already developed all of my favorites into 8 by 10 or larger prints. I started in the beginning and started to take some out and go through them. I said, "I do only black and white photos. I was thinking of black frames with white matting or no matting at all. What do you think?" She said, "The cost will be more for the matting and also for the larger frame and glass but it will look nicer and give a better contrast to the oatmeal colored walls. I like the live oak in this picture and the Spanish moss adds a lot." We went through more pictures and when we reached my first nude and one of my favorites with Robin topless fixing lunch, I had to decide what to do with it. Should I put it on the wall since her face was clear or keep it for my private eyes. I decided to get it framed and then decide later. Penny asked, "These are nice pictures. Who are the models?" I said, "They are different models. Some have faces some don't. I don't think I want most of the pictures with faces hung on the wall because I don't have their permission to display them. One or two I may have framed and hang them in my room or something. I'll see." She asked about a couple other prints and then about the ones at the pool. She thought about grouping and placement of the pictures in my apartment. We came up with a plan and took them over to the frame shop. Penny told her friend what we were looking for and were told that since they were standard sizes that he could have them ready by Friday." Penny thought it would look better if I came back on Wednesday and signed the matting on each piece 1/1 to indicate that it is an original. I wasn't sure since they would be in my house but if I ever wanted to give one away, it may be nice. I told her I would come back. It had been a long day and I thanked Penny for her help. I said, "If you are free, I would be happy to take you to dinner. If you want to invite your boyfriend or husband they are welcome to come along." "I don't have a boyfriend right now but I would enjoy having dinner with you. I have had a good time today. It was easy to shop for you. You knew what you wanted and what you didn't. You had a reason if you didn't like what I recommended and you took my recommendation if you didn't have an opinion. I wish all my customers were this easy." "Who told you I was easy?" "You did, mister ... Sex is one of my hobbies." she said. "Everyone should have interests and hobbies." "You are fun Britt." "It is early so we can go wherever you want." "Do you have to be somewhere later?" "No, I meant, we could go to Marko's in Daytona, Finnelli's in Ocala, or someplace local. We could drive to the Mason et Jardin in Orlando or Bern's Steak House in Tampa." "I wasn't expecting to go that far." she said. "I thought you were easy?" "Ha ha, I have heard of most of those places but haven't been to any of them. It is early. Let's go to Bern's I feel like a steak." "You're a lady after my own heart. I think I'll need to change clothes but it should only take a couple minutes if you don't mind waiting." I ran in changed into some linen pants, casual dress shoes, and a nice shirt from Vegas and grabbed a sport coat. It was four minutes. I made sure I had plenty of cash. She wanted to stop by her place to change as well. She didn't invite me in so I waited in her car. We left about four and were at Bern's by 6 PM. It was a weeknight so they seated us after only one drink in the bar. We both loved the ambiance. The menu made us both wonder just how good a steak could be. I wanted to order the steak tartare but was having steak for dinner. We had an order of scallops and an order of baked oysters and shared them. I ordered a couple of glasses of white wine to go with the seafood and a bottle of merlot to go with dinner. We each had steak with dinner. I had the chateaubriand and Penny had the Delmonico. Everything on the menu looked great and I said, "I'm having trouble deciding. We should come back and work our way through the menu." Everything was fabulous. After dinner, we went upstairs for dessert. I had the carrot cake and Penny went for the baked Alaska after I pushed her. We both had coffee. She had told me about her schools and her divorce at age twenty-two. They were married young and were not ready. She built her business from scratch and now at twenty-eight she was doing very well. I told her how proud I was of her. My wife stayed at home while I worked the first time through and I always looked at women who built their own businesses and admired their drive. Penny thanked me for the compliment. As we were leaving the restaurant, it was still light at 8 PM. I took her hand as we walked to the car. I said, "I wish I would have bought you more to drink so I would have a better reason to get a hotel. You know safety first and all." "You are quite the charmer Britt. I have too much going on in my life right now to worry about a guy. My business is jumping and I'm just trying to keep up. The office space we start in a week will take us three months working six days a week. I just won't have time." "Don't worry about me. I can take the rejection." "Do they have one of you in a size, thirty-year old?" "So you go for the older man, huh?" We were at the car and I had walked her to her door. She turned and we kissed. It was a nice slow kiss, closed mouth. I held her and told her that she was a special woman. I stepped back and held her door. I went around and got in after dropping my coat in the back seat. The drive home was quiet. We would talk about something for a few minutes and then it would be quiet for ten or twenty. We kept up the pattern all the way back to Gainesville. She dropped me at my dorm and I went inside. I was almost to my door and I heard, "Where have you been all dressed up?" It was Karen. "I found a woman and we got married. I was at my wedding." "Where is your bride?" "She is only twelve so she has to live at home for a few more years." "Twelve. You are such a pig." "I know. Do you want to come in for a while? I never see you alone anymore." She said, "Sure." She sat on the couch and she told me about working for the professor all day getting ready for the new semester and the new students. She didn't say anything as I changed into some shorts and a t-shirt. I sat next to her on the couch. I said, "Are you happy with your love life, baby?" She said, "I'm happy. Michelle is great as you know and we are not so serious. When I was with Carole, it was all so dramatic. If Michelle has to do something with the school, I'm fine. If I have to play in a tournament or work on a project, she just tells me to do great. I don't feel like I'm walking on eggshells. We had fun on the river with you. We joke around so much I didn't realize that I was so down on you with everything I said. You are a good friend and I care for you very much." She got up and sat on my lap. I held her close and she put her arms around my neck. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips. She didn't pull away but it ended quickly. She acted as if this was the first time tasting a new flavor, and was deciding if she liked it or not. "If I was attracted to a boy, Britt, you would be the one. I just am attracted to girls." I said, "I completely understand. I feel the same way. If you ever want to have a baby and need a hand, let me know. I'll take you whatever way you will let me." "You can be a pig but I have had those thoughts myself, so I can't bash on you too bad." "You just have to promise me at least two weeks of practice so we make sure we get it right." I said. "I'll let you practice on Michelle if you need that much help." "That would be fine, just as long as you are there to whisper sweet nothings in my ear." "What am I going to do with you?" "Hey, I think my apartment will be done this week. Do you have time to stop by and see it?" She said, "I'm free on Saturday is that too late?" "Any time is fine. I think the furniture will be in on Monday so you may want to wait. Or we can walk over now since you don't want to play kissy face." "I would like to take a walk. Let's go." On the way over, I told her about Penny and the nice dinner we had. I told her about shopping all day. It was around 11 PM and the area was dead for this week at least. I opened the door and the lights made the place pop. The darker floors contrasted with the white baseboards. That, combined with the oatmeal colored walls generated a richness in the place. The granite counter tops were not popular in residential homes yet and they made the place look like a million bucks. Then, I showed her all three bedrooms. She said how nice everything looked. She asked if I knew my roommates. I told her that I wanted a place to myself so I didn't have any. I'm sure that people would come and go but I wanted to make sure I had a quiet place to study since that is why I was there. She said she was looking forward to see how I would decorate it and she would be at my party if I threw one. We held hands and walked back to the dorm. Shannon was there when I got back and Karen said hello before going up to her room. We both said, "Give Amy a kiss for us." Shannon had already showered and had on her panties and robe. She told me about her day and I told her about my shopping and dinner. She said, "You never stop surprising me with what you do on any given day. I don't know anyone who would say, "Let's go to dinner in Tampa." "Well it was good and worth the trip. It also gave us time to talk and enjoy each other's company." There was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Amy with Karen behind her. I said, "Hey Amy. Did Karen give you a lousy kiss and you wanted a good one right from the source?" Karen said, "Told ya so. Amy thought I was hitting on her when I gave her two kisses." Amy said, "You didn't tell me who they were from until after I accused you of hitting on me." I said, "I know you have been with at least one girl before. Are you too pretty to get hit on by both sexes?" "I'm pretty enough. I just like Michelle and didn't want to cause trouble." "I can give you a spanking if it will make you feel better. I thought you were here for another kiss. Bring your lips over here." "Fuck off." They turned and went back upstairs. I saw Karen smack her butt before she ran up the stairs ahead of her. I took Shannon to bed. Amy had shaved her clean and I just went to her and sucked on her for twenty minutes. She came and was sloppy with her pussy drool running out of her. I sat on my heels and then slid forward right into her. Tonight, two women had turned me down. She was happy to have me. It didn't take me long to make a deposit at the bank of Shannon. She climbed down, got a towel to clean herself up, then came up, and licked me clean. I got a kiss before she got into her sleeping position. She was naked on her side with my hand on her lower breast. I asked, "Shannon, what do you think will happen with you and Benji when he gets back from spending time with that girl and you having been with Amy and me?" "I don't know. I have a long history with Benji. I see someone that I care for but someone that is lacking in areas as well. I guess we all are. You bring a thrill to my life and so did Amy. I'm not sure if that is because it is new or because you have something that he doesn't. I'm not ready to throw away the relationship if we can make it work but I have made up my mind that I want to be happy and fulfilled. If I can't get that with Benji then I'll have to move on. I also want to make sure he is happy. I don't want to be the girl that trapped him into a life of mediocrity." "I'm glad you are taking control of your happiness. I was with a lady today that has built a very successful interior design firm all by herself after she broke up with her husband when she was still very young." We drifted off to sleep after that. Shannon and I went by the apartment on Sunday and found that they had cleaned the place. I live in Building A first floor, so I'm in 1A. Unit 1B is on the ground floor across the hall, 2A and 2B are upstairs. We started to put away the stuff that I had purchased with Penny. We put the sheets in the closet until the beds arrived. Everything else found a place. Shannon commented again that she was not looking forward to another year in the dorms small spaces after she had seen what I had to live in. Monday they set up all of the furniture and I moved my stuff from Reggie's dorm room. I had a king size bed in my room and a queen in the guest room. There was a desk and pullout couch in the third bedroom. I had a dining room table for six and two bar stools at the counter looking into the kitchen. There were two club chairs and a matching dark caramel-colored 7-foot sofa with a 5-foot love seat around a coffee table. The living room also had a huge 30" TV and a top of the line stereo with a turntable. The kitchen was top notch and there were area rugs under each of the tables. The three rugs I bought in Mexico didn't go with my new place so I put an ad in the paper and sold them for $20 each. The rest was all decorator stuff. I wouldn't let her take out my ceiling fans (it is Florida) but the lamps and crap was all Penny. I had all of the signed photos delivered but had not hung them. I had the doors and windows open as I worked and one of the neighbors from across the hall downstairs knocked on the door. I said, "Hello." She said, "Hi, my name is Stella, I live across the hall in 1B. I hear you are the one I should thank for the new carpet and counter tops." "I didn't pay for them but I didn't like the crap they had so when I asked her to redo my place she did the others as well. My name is Britt by the way. It is nice to meet you." "It is nice to meet you too. I like the floors and wall colors. How did you get all of this?" "I just asked and offered to pay for it. I'm here for the next three years and wanted it to be a place where I felt comfortable. Were you here last year?" "Yeah, I'm a junior this year. Daphne and I were here last year. Our other roommate graduated and we are getting a new roommate Tiffany. I met her briefly but Mrs. Ferguson was just filling in the room. Have you met your roommates I know those guys from last year are all gone. I think they liked to party and sleep so they were asked to leave the school." "It is just me. I didn't want to gamble with who may move in so I have the whole place. That is another reason why I wanted it to be nice." "I like the furniture. I may end up hanging out over here more than my place. If you could cook, I might move in." "I can cook but the cupboards are bare right now. Do you know the rest of the tenants?" "There are two nice guys upstairs, John and Mark. The girls upstairs graduated and three new girls are moving in. I think they are all sophomores." "I know one of them, April. That is how I found this place. The other girls were in her dorm last year but I haven't met them." "Do you mind if I look around and see what we are missing across the hall? I like the new carpet but the furniture is kind of dated." "I'll give you the tour; Bedroom, bedroom, study room and the rest of the place." "I know the lay out. I like the darker wood on the floors." She looked in all the rooms. "The patio is a nice addition we still just have the grass outside of our unit. It needs some artwork to finish it but you are off to a great start." "I'm working on it but have not even slept here yet. The furniture was just delivered this morning." I said. Stella said, "You did a good job. I'm going to go unpack. I'll see you later. Are you a freshman?" "No, I'm just a baby-face. This is my second year here but I'm just a couple classes short of being a junior." "Cool. With you living here alone and only two guys upstairs we should have no trouble parking even if friends stop by." I said, "I'll probably park my motorcycle under the stairs out of the weather. I have a car but April usually drives it because she doesn't have one. We should have plenty of spaces." "Where is your car and motorcycle now?" "My sister has the car. She should be here soon, ready to move in sometime, maybe even today. I have not picked up the bike yet. I think it should be ready next week." "Is your sister living with you?" "No, she is in a dorm. She just became my sister a few weeks ago when her dad married my mom." "Cool. See ya later." "Bye Stella." The phone guy stopped by and hooked up all his gear. The cable guy stopped by and hooked up all his equipment. The power was on and I had to pay Mrs. Ferguson each month. The water, sewer and trash were part of the rent. When they all finished, I called Mom. It rang but no answer. I called Dad and we talked for a while. I gave him my new address and phone number. We talked about my summer and his new job and new girlfriend. It was nice to talk with him even though we weren't very close. I called my grandparents and we talked for about thirty minutes but grandma would say, "This must be costing a fortune. We should let you go," every five minutes. Grandpa and I would just keep talking. We finally caught up on the latest news and I told them I loved them before ending the call. I didn't have any groceries and I didn't have a car. I was going to walk down to grab a bite when Cathy pulled into the lot followed by Mom and Bill. I got the handshakes and hugs out of the way and invited them in. They all liked the place. They had spent all afternoon lugging Cathy's stuff up to her new dorm room. They had both cars open and started to unload them before they thought of me, but they didn't know my number so they had no way of asking for my help. Oh well I got lucky. I offered to let Mom and Bill stay in my guest room but they didn't have clothes and Bill had a meeting in the morning. They wanted to go to dinner so I knocked on Stella's door and invited her to dinner. She accepted and rode with Cathy and me in the Land Cruiser. We went to a family style restaurant on the way out to the Interstate. It was still early so we didn't have any wait. Cathy was moving in early because she had a job on campus that needed her help to get ready for freshman orientation. She and Stella got along well and we had a good time talking over dinner. In the parking lot, I got another handshake and hug before Mom and Bill headed home. I drove us back to the apartment. "Cathy, do you want to come over or do you want us to drop you off?" Cathy said, "If you could drop me off, I can start to put my stuff away and clean up." We dropped her off and drove back home. It was almost six and Penny was just walking out. I introduced her to Stella and we walked back inside. Penny said, "I think it looks good. Any damaged stuff or anything else before we call this job complete?" "I think you have completed you contract but I was hoping you would help me hang the pictures." "I would normally laugh in your face but after the dinner you bought for me it is hard to refuse your request." "Thanks, I don't know if I should be random or uniform in height or spacing, or if I should group them or what." "Let me go home, change and eat dinner, grab the tools we will need, and will come back around eight so we can get them hung." "Thanks Penny, I'll see you in two hours." I went back over to Stella's place. I asked if she wanted to ride with me to the grocery. She said, "Sounds good." I did a quick run through the store and got stuff to get me through the week and a bunch of staples. I threw the beer in Stella's cart and told her we would settle-up later. We went next door to the liquor store and I got a case of wine through Stella. I paid her for my stuff and gave her a couple bottles as a thank you. I was just finishing putting away groceries when Penny showed up. She had masking tape, a tape measure and a 4-foot level. I got the stacks of pictures out of the closet in the study room and we laid them out on the table. There must have been forty pictures. She sorted through them and then decided what pictures would go where. Then she would pick the height and the pattern. Some would step down, and some were in a diamond pattern. The hall had a horizontal row. After she had laid them all out, she showed me what to do and then drank wine while I hung them all. She was having fun ordering me around. When we were all done I said, "Penny, you are great but we could never be a couple." "Why not, you seemed to want me last night?" "I still want you as a bed partner, but you have too much fun bossing me around and I like to be the boss, not to take orders." "That is why I got a divorce from my husband. Do you think I'm too bossy?" "That isn't what I said. I meant that some people are leaders and some are followers. The others are team decision makers. You and I are both leaders in our personality. We can have fun all we want together and be great friends, but running a home together would not work in the long run because we would spend all of our time compromising and not being happy because we would both feel that it could be better if only the other would see it my way." She said, "My ex is a pretty successful guy and we don't hate each other. We felt just like you described. Maybe I need to get a sheep." "That option might work or at least get someone that is not an aggressively motivated individual. But we aggressively motivated people always strive for perfection and that can be a plus in the bedroom." I said. She looked at me and put down her wine glass. She said, "Britt, I can't believe I'm going to say this but I'll sleep with you one time. If you ever tell anyone, I'll kill you because it could hurt my business and my life because of your age. I'm attracted to you and I have not been with a man in a long time." "I'll take these memories to my grave. If anyone ever speaks of it they will have heard of it from you." I took her into my new bedroom and made sure to close the drapes completely. I then proceeded to undress her slowly as I kissed each new exposed part of her body. She had a nice body. She was still young and she spent time behind a desk but she took care of herself. She had nice tits with light pink areolas. She had a trimmed bush but not shaved. I took her to the bed and she sat on the side as I got undressed my self. I dropped to my knees beside the bed and used everything I had ever learned and some things I was making up as I went along to please her. I spent all my focus on observing her reactions to what I was doing. A good reaction from her was moved into the "yes" column and the bad or little response was moved into the "no" column. After the first twenty minutes, I had a good idea about her body. From the first kiss on her shoulder until her first orgasm, I was just collecting data. After her first orgasm, she thought I would crawl up and slide my cock into her. She thought wrong. I did get up and onto the bed. I positioned her as if I was going to fuck her but I just took the "yes" column and went wild. For the next hour, she couldn't speak a coherent sentence. She went from orgasm to orgasm like waves crashing on the beach. I was sweating, and I was working very hard. Her pussy was a mess with my saliva and her juices. She had her legs splayed out as her body had tremors of after shocks from her last orgasm. I then reached for my drawer, pulled out a condom, and rolled it onto my cock. I slid all the way in on my first thrust. I pounded her hard. She was not helping me much because she was exhausted but her body responded with one final orgasm as I spit my cum out into the rubber. I rolled off and lay beside her. I eventually rolled to my side and traced my fingers around her body. She finally spoke and said, "You are going to need a mattress pad or you will ruin this bed. It feels like there is a puddle down there. That was fantastic. I want to change my mind about the one time deal and I feel like telling everyone I know about my fantastic time with you. You are so bad; I knew I shouldn't have done this." "You can call me anytime. The confidentiality agreement will stay in place. If you tell anyone that is your business. Are you ready for a shower?" "I don't know if I can get up." "I have to take a leak. I can run a bath for you or I can take a shower with you to make sure you are OK." "A quick shower would be best. I may take a bath at home but sleep sounds better right now." As I walked by, I saw her pussy and it looked angry and red from the workout it just had. I started the shower and went back to get her. We washed but did not get each other worked up. I walked her out to the car and carried her tools. I thanked her for her help with the pictures and the trust she put in me. I had written down my phone number if she ever needed to reach me. I did have to change the sheets before I went to bed. There is a washer and dryer in the closet in the second bath but I didn't want to put them in the dryer when the wash finished so I went to bed and slept all night. I did wash the sheets in the morning. ------- Chapter 24 Over the next few days, the rest of the tenants trickled in. Some knew about the renovations because they were there in the summer but most were surprised and happy to see the changes. I actually knew one of the guys upstairs. John Peterson went to Winter Park High School. He was two years older but we graduated together and he was now a sophomore here at Florida. We had not been good friends but we knew each other from common friends. His roommate, Mark, was from Jupiter, Florida, on the east coast. April made it in on Thursday and took a cab from the airport. It was good to see her and she seemed happy to see me too. Her roommates, Fran and Tori, seemed nice enough. Stella also had two roommates, Tiffany and Daphne. It seemed like a good group in the building, made up of just sophomores and juniors, no seniors. To kick things off I decided to have a party. I didn't want it to be a block party so I just invited my neighbors. That is three guys and six girls (good odds so far). I invited Reggie and his sister Dani, Brett (Reggie's roommate) Benji and Shannon, Amy, Cathy, Karen, Michelle and any of the girls from the float expedition that they wanted to bring. I thought about inviting more guys but decided that I didn't have any closer men friends, so I let it go. I ended up inviting thirty to forty people with only a few guys. I had some concerns that the lesbians might make some of the other girls feel uncomfortable. I decided that they were all friends so I couldn't be responsible for other people's feelings. I put out the word for a Saturday night party to kick off around seven. I had April help me get everything together. I purchased a full bar set up, and even if we don't drink it now, we can have it for later. We also had a big cooler full of beer and another with sodas. In addition to wine, April picked up some snack food. Some people couldn't make it and most knew some of the other people so groups formed and people intermingled. Reggie introduced his sister around and I did the same for Cathy. She knew Stella and hit it off with John. I think she left with him but I wasn't sure. I hope she is more careful than the first night of the cruise. There was music playing so many people danced since the whole place had wood floors. Some of the girls from the float were kissing and of course dancing but no one made a big deal about it. I even danced with the little pixie that took her top off and a couple others. I also danced with most of my neighbors. Everyone seemed to have fun and people started to leave around midnight so around one there were just a handful of people left. Reggie, Karen, Michelle, Dani and April were hanging out in the living room. When I went by to invite Reggie over, I had gotten a big bag of weed from him. He gave it to me at no charge. I asked if anyone wanted to smoke a bit, and everyone except Dani said yes. Dani said we should go ahead as she said, "If I weren't here on an athletic scholarship I would be first in line." While they passed the bong around, I got some extra cold water from the beer cooler. After we all were feeling a great buzz, Reggie told us the story of when he had to go to Vegas. His sister didn't know anything about it so she was surprised. Only April and I knew the whole story or so we thought. Reggie said, "Britt and I were talking about betting on something because he almost never loses. I needed some cash and we were just bullshitting about the possibilities. I told Britt if he placed a bet to place one for me. He isn't old enough to pick his own nose so he took April with him to Vegas. While they were there, he not only bet on the Derby but he took April to the craps table where she won." April said, "I probably would have lost if Britt hadn't made me quit while I was ahead." Reggie said, "Anyway. They won the Derby bet and placed a bet on which horse he thought would be the winner of the Triple Crown. That is a bet on three races where the same horse has to win all three races or you lose the bet. By the time they got back from Vegas, my horse had already won the first race. The horse won the next two and I had won my Triple-Crown bet. It paid 200 to 1. Britt had put $100 down for me so I won $20,000. I had to fly to Vegas to claim my winnings." After the talk about the $20,000, they asked why I didn't buy everyone a ticket. He said, "I flew out and was going to fly back the next day. I went straight to the casino and was very nervous about winning and how hard a time I was going to have claiming my money. I had to fill out a form for the IRS because of the size of the winnings and then they asked if I wanted a check or cash? I told them cash and I walked out with a bag of hundreds." "I checked into the hotel and paid cash. I had been in fear, so much so that I was afraid to take a check because I thought that they would stop payment. I was now afraid to have the cash, because with all that money, I was placing myself in position for a robber to steal it. Here I am, a full-grown man sitting in my room with a bag of money in my lap, afraid to go out in a city that screams 'come out and spend your money'. I sat there for an hour and was terrified to let it go." All of us were stoned and laughing at Reggie. He continued, "I finally got hold of myself and hid the bag under the sink in the bathroom. I had $1,000 that I was willing to blow. I asked myself, what would Britt do? I have taken statistics and I knew either I could spend all night watching my money walk away a chip at a time or I could take a risk. I went to the roulette table and played the end of the table. I took the middle row as it covers about a third of the numbers on the table, not including the zeros. It pays 2 to 1 odds. I played all of the $1,000 on the middle row and literally held my breath and didn't realize what I was doing. That ball seemed like it went around 100 times before it finally dropped. I was about to pass out when it hit the tray and landed. He placed the marker on the number and started to clear off all of the losers. I had won. The guy put two stacks of 10 $100 chips next to my one stack so I now had $3,000 dollars in chips in front of me. I cashed out $1,500 and put the dollars in my pocket. I kept $1,500 out so I could keep playing. I was going to walk away when I ran out of chips so I would be up $500 guaranteed. I went over to the craps table and came up next to a lovely lady who was very hot looking. I asked her if she could help me understand the game. She was playing $10 chips. I got $400 in chips and started copying her. After a while I learned that the table gets hot and then cold. I guess I must have been good luck and the table got smokin' hot. The pit bosses were on the phone to the eyes in the sky it was so hot. We were all getting excited and this chick is calling me her good luck charm. She changed to start betting $20 a pop and I moved up to $50 a shot. We went around the table in shooters twice and everyone was doing well. Finally, the guy across the table threw the dice and one went off the table. Then he crapped out. The next guy shot craps the first roll. I picked up all my chips, and so did the hottie named Simone. I asked Simone to get a drink with me and we went over to the bar. I had followed her lead and got larger $1,000 chips. When we sat down in the bar, we ordered some vodka tonics and I counted my chips. I had $5,350 after I tipped the dealer $200. Simone had close to $2,500. I also had the $500 I had cashed out for a profit of $5,850. I had $19,000 back in the room. I had collected almost $26,000, but I had to pay taxes on the $20,000, so after taxes I have $18,000. When we finished our drinks, we both wanted dinner so we took a cab down the road to a steak house. We had a great meal and on the way back we got a cab and she said that we should go to a strip club. I said, "Sure." Simone is a sales rep for a computer manufacturer. She sells cash registers to grocery store chains. She was in town for a convention and had stayed an extra day before she was to fly back to her home in Atlanta. We went to this club and had a blast. We were both getting lap dances. I said we should go to a club and find a girl that we can take home with us and have a three-way. I would have never thought of that but it was what Britt would do. She said that would be fun. She said, "If we strike out we can still do each other." We went to the club at the hotel and there were tons of hotties. We started to dance and she saw one girl she liked. She stayed out and danced. I went and asked the other girl to dance. She said sure. I took her out on the floor and we danced for a while. I moved her over to where Simone was dancing. I introduced them and then kind of let her know that WE were interested in her, but she immediately lost interest in us. We decided to just dance alone for a while. We were out there dancing and the next thing you know, she pushed me back into the middle of a circle of girls drunk off their butts who were attending a bachelorette party. I just kept dancing and the girls went a little wild. Simone talked to the bride-to-be about me becoming the stripper for their party. The bride told her that she had promised her fiancé she wouldn't hire a stripper. Simone was now acting as my pimp and loaning me out to the girls as a male dancer. I really didn't know why. They wanted to go up to the room and I was not sure where we were going. I didn't want to go to my room because the money was there. The girls were staying at a different hotel and Simone was not offering her place. I was going to get another room but then if anyone went to my room I wouldn't be there. Still, I got another room. We all went up and the girls sat down and turned on the radio by the bed. I started to dance. The girls were cheering. I lost my shirt and then my shoes and socks. That was somewhat awkward. I started on my pants and the chanting started. I did the slow tease that I had learned at the strip club earlier. When I got down to my underwear, my cock was hard as a rock and it was trying to make its way out of my shorts. Out of nowhere, Simone took off her blouse and bra and dropped to her knees. She took down my shorts and took my cock in her mouth. She started to jack me off and suck me off to the beat of the music. The girls were all cheering and a couple got up and came over to touch me and rub me. It was Simone, seven more girls and I. Simone sat back and another girl got down and took her place. The girls all started to get naked. The third one said, "Please fuck me." I had one condom in my wallet and eight girls with me. I told them and one girl said, I will go down and get more. I gave her some money since I had my wallet open and she went down to get a box. They pushed me down and it was tits and ass wherever you looked. I had women on my face, on my cock and in my hands. The big kicker was when I looked over and saw Simone with her skirt up and her cock buried in the bride. She was wearing a condom, I was glad to see. She or he had sucked my cock and we had kissed earlier. The bride was having a good time from the looks of it. I did have sex with another girl before we ended the get-together. Simone wanted to come back to my room to spend the night but I was very uncomfortable with what she or he wanted. I also didn't want to have her in my room with the money or leave the money alone while we stayed here. I told her that this was beyond my normal and I didn't want to be rude but I thought we should go our separate ways. She understood and I did let her give me a hug before I went back to my room alone. I barely slept and was on the first flight out in the morning. I was at the bank when it next opened to deposit the cash. I came back here and crashed. I slept for twelve hours straight." I said, "That was some story. I would have picked the money up for you if you had asked." He said, "You suck." I said, "But not as good as Simone." Karen asked, "How much did you bet, Britt?" I said, "I am not old enough to bet. It was April." April said, "We bet five grand." I looked down. I did not want this out there with my friends. They were all doing math in their heads trying to see if the zeros were right. Was it $100,000, $1,000,000 or $10,000,000? When Michelle was sure of herself she said, "You won a million dollars." I nodded. "Yeah, I had to pay taxes and some other obligations but the rest went into my trust and is invested for the future." Dani saw that I was uncomfortable and said, "I really liked your pictures. Everyone was commenting on them. I thought you bought them until I saw you had signed them." Michelle said, "I taught him all he knows. He is a very good photographer. I heard many comments as well. I may have heard some volunteers if you need some models." Reggie said, "A million bucks. Man, that's so cool. Have you ever lost a sports bet?" I said, "Sure, I lost a couple with April when we were out there." When you box a race bet that means you are going to lose some of them. If you box a tri-fecta with three horses, you are placing six bets. At least five will lose, but if the sixth one wins, it covers more than the cost of the five losers. Dani said, "Reggie, I am ready to go home. Will you walk me home?" Karen and Michelle left as well. April and I were the only people left. I did clean up a couple things but the rest could keep until the morning. Since I had not had any time at all with her, I asked April to stay with me. Since there were no other people around and we were not busy right then, she said she would stay the night. However, since she lived just upstairs, she was going to go upstairs first, change and take off her makeup. She was also going to leave a note for her roommates. She was back in about twenty minutes. She didn't have on pajamas but did have on some shorts and a t-shirt. When we got in bed, I gave her a kiss, then lay back, and pulled her head onto my chest as I stroked her arm and back. At the same time, she had her hand on my stomach. I said," I have missed talking to you. You and Angus seemed to be getting along well when I left. How did that work out?" I felt a tear on my chest but just reassured her with my touch. She said, "I think he is the one. He is kind and smart. He is his own person, meaning he doesn't cater to his parents or mine. I think he is genuine and not playing games with me." "He seemed to care for you deeply. He drove me to the airport to ask for my permission to pursue you. He wanted everything upfront and on the table. I like a person who deals with problems or potential problems head on." "He said that he spoke with you and that I was free to make my own decisions about him. I felt like we broke up and I felt hurt that you didn't stand up for me, that you were giving me away." "April, I understand that. If you were my girlfriend I would have told him in no way could he even look at you. I have told you what my plans are. I am denying myself a relationship with you and with some other very nice women as well. To be truthful, this is simply a selfish move on my part. One day I will be married to my job. Would you like to spend ten years seeing me once or twice a month? I would not be able to survive that and you would be miserable. I have enough money that we could move to Hawaii and retire right now. Is that what you want out of your life? When you are sixty and some one asks you to tell them about your life you can say 'I sat on the beach for forty years when I wasn't traveling or fucking'?" She said, "No, I want to be an engineer and I want to be in a position where I can solve problems. I was just hoping I could do that with you. The reality is that I can be an engineer in Hawaii." "I know you could, but I want to retire at age forty. Not because I have finally got enough money, but because I have achieved my goals for my life in business." She asked, "What are your goals for business?" I said, "I want to build a business. I want to hire the best people to run it and I want to have families that own homes and cars, families that have children and take vacations and have the means to do so because they work for my company." She said, "I have never thought about that. The way you phrased it was very inspirational. You didn't mention a product or service but what the result of selling that product or service would do for the people that worked for you. Daddy has a business and has 100 different families that live well as a result of him providing jobs." I replied, "Even more people, if you look at the ones that clean the office, deliver packages, cater lunches, assist when they travel, provide insurance and other services they use everyday. Remember the "trickle down effect." "Thank you, Britt. I am more proud of my dad because of this talk." I said, "You mean the talk where you get off topic so you don't have to talk about what happened with Angus?" "That would be the one. Angus and I had a long talk before we went back to school. We want to keep dating and he could be the one but we both know that long distance relationships will not work. I don't want to miss all the fun at college just to sit at home. I don't want to be afraid of meeting a guy in one of my classes that I fall head over heels for, and I think a commitment to Angus about that would destroy that chance. We all know that the women in Boston are sluts so he will have women throwing themselves at him daily." "Out of the mouth of a true Yankee fan. So you broke up?" "Yes and no. We will try to call each other once a week at least. He said that we could see other people. He would rather that neither of us get into a heavy relationship and just go out with people for the social aspect. When I described your motto on dating, he said, "That is what I am talking about but you don't have to get laid by eight different people every week. If you do, please don't tell me about it." I said, "So you told him I was a slut." "He was very interested in your story. I don't know it all but when I finished he had all kinds of questions. I told him I didn't know." "So my job is to give you enough sex so that Angus doesn't have to worry about you picking up strays. I also can love you but can't let you fall in love with me so that you will be ready for Angus when he is ready to swing his dick your way full time." "That is kind of crude," she said. "But I think you have the general concept. We did sleep together a couple of times near the end of the summer. I may have to send him to your sex camp next summer so you can teach him a few things." I said, "I can loan you my chains and you can train the pup yourself. April, when I turn forty, if you are divorced, I will marry you or at least take you into my harem and support you until you are too ugly and I have to trade you in on a newer model." "Thanks. With that attitude you could fit right in up in Newport." "So, just making sure, you and Angus both agreed that it is OK for me to rape your body whenever I feel like it and you will be my sex slave for the next three years to keep you from straying off with another master." "Rape is such a harsh word. How about sexually use my body when it is convenient for both of us. We will be as you said, friends with benefits for the next three years to keep down my sexual tension so that I don't stray off and take another substitute." I replied, "Substitute is such a harsh word. Why don't you suck my dick while I think of a better one?" She was right there so she bit my nipple. Then as I complained about the pain, she went down and took my cock in her mouth. We took care of each other orally and it was late so I fucked her one time. She must have enjoyed it because she almost broke my eardrum. When we were done, I held her naked body against mine. I said, "I may need to get you a gag or wear earplugs next time." "That is what I missed when I was with Angus. He makes sure I get off but he doesn't get me off when we are fucking." "I really don't want to talk about you and Angus fucking unless you have pictures. It may be size or technique. Maybe he doesn't last long enough to get you home or maybe he doesn't get you ready enough on the front end. You should try different things and see how they work. Take a couple weeks and figure out what you like and don't like. Maybe he needs to shove a vibrator up your ass as he is doing you." "That is a good idea except for the vibrator up the ass. That is, unless it is a last resort." I kissed her and we both went to sleep. I woke up late in the morning. My new bed was great and the naked woman by my side felt good too. She eventually woke up so I got up and made coffee. I cut up some fruit and berries then added whipped cream on the side. When she came out and I handed her the coffee, I walked into the bedroom with the fruit. She followed me and we sat in my new, very relaxing chairs. The armrests were wide enough to hold the coffee and the fruit, but there was a table between us to handle the used dishes. The pool looked nice, so much so that I was looking forward to taking a dip. We had a nice talk and we were enjoying our time together. Stella came out of her door wearing her suit and heading to the pool. I didn't want to freak her out if she saw us so I called out, "Good morning, Stella." She saw us and walked over. "Thanks for having us over last night. It was nice, just like a little block party." "Thanks for coming over. It was nice to meet the neighbors." She asked, "How do you know the others?" "Well some were from the dorm I lived in last year. One was a teacher from my first semester and the others were some girls I met." "I am not trying to judge but a few of them looked like they may not be interested in you. Where did you meet them?" "If I told you that they used my cock as a model for the most popular style of dildo on the market today, and I met them at a box signing at an adult toy store, would you believe me?" "I would say definitely not. But that is the most absurd story and it came out so fast I am not sure." April jumped in. "You could ask him to see his cock and then compare it to the one in your night stand." Stella said, "Do you think he would show it to me?" "I don't see why not, everyone else has seen it." I said, "You know I am sitting right here." Stella said, "You want to show it to me out here?" "I will show you mine if you show me yours. We can either go inside or we can all get naked and get in the pool." "Go skinny dipping now? It's day time." I replied, "Whatever you want. If you are up for it, I am too. If not then we can go inside. If you are chicken then you can let me know if and when you change your mind." "I am not chicken," she said. "Whatever you say, Stella. I wasn't the one who brought up showing off my beautiful dick. You were the one dying to see it." "I am not." "April, didn't she just say she wanted to get naked with us?" April said, "I thought she was getting naked with you, not us." "Great, two chickens!" April stood and said, "Last one in is a rotten egg." She was naked under her t-shirt and loose cotton shorts. She stripped off her clothes and ran towards the pool. Stella was loosening her top as she ran after her. I stood up, picked up the plates and took them inside. I figured if I were a rotten egg at least I would have a towel when I got out. I got two and walked back out. I took off my shirt and then my shorts and walked to the edge of the pool. I stood on the edge and stretched as I reached for the sky. I heard a wolf whistle. I turned to see my sister on John's balcony wearing only a t-shirt. I waved and then jumped in. I surfaced and said, "I am a rotten egg. You girls are so brave." April said, "Where did you go? I thought you chickened out." "I knew I was going to be last so I took in the dishes and got some towels for when we want to dry off. It seems my sister hooked up with John last night." Stella came over and slid her hand down to my penis. I was not hard. She seemed surprised that she didn't stir me to attention. I grabbed her wrist and started to masturbate with her hand. The blood started to flood into my dick and she smiled as I grew in her hand. I put my hand on her ass and rubbed her as well. When I was finally hard I asked, "Well, can you decide by the touch of your hand or do you need to try me on for size?" She looked at April not knowing what to say. She opened her mouth but then I heard a scream as my sister jumped naked into the pool. John was behind her and did a cannon ball into the pool. The scream got more people to look out at the pool. Both of April's roommates were on their balcony and Mark was walking out onto John's. I guess Stella's could sleep or didn't care. We were splashing and the girls were jumping around so that their tits would come out of the water. John picked up Cathy and threw her up in the air. I grabbed Stella and she tried to squirm away. I had my arm around her waist. I pulled her back into me and my cock slid up between her legs. This wasn't the place and I didn't know her well enough to go bare back but wanted to tease her. I said, "Do you believe me about being a model for the biggest dildo manufacturer in the US?" "I still have no idea, but if it is not true, it could be." I slid her back and forth along the top of my cock. I slid my hands up to cup her breasts. Mark came down and got in the pool. I saw Fran leave her place and she soon walked out as well to join us. Tori stayed up stairs and April told her she was a chicken and she should come down and join the party. I let go of Stella and swam after April. She turned to try to get away, but I easily caught her. She turned and smashed her tits into my chest as I grabbed her ass and we kissed. We broke the kiss and I turned to see Cathy on John's shoulders and Fran on Mark's shoulders. The chicken fights had begun. April climbed up on my shoulders and we came up behind John. April pulled back on Cathy's shoulders so she fell back but John held onto her legs, I grabbed her tits and tweaked her nipples. We splashed and played for about twenty minutes before things wore down. Fran was a little shy when she got out but everyone else was very relaxed. We stood on the deck of the pool and talked about the party. Stella asked about the pictures and if I had actually taken them. I said, "Yes, that is some of my work. I have never framed any of them before so when I got this place I wanted to share them with others and have them so that I can enjoy them myself." "I didn't see any cocks in any of the pictures," she said. I asked, "Did you go in my bedroom?" She said, "I didn't go in your room. Do you have a picture or just the live model?" "I have one but it isn't framed. If you want to stop by I will show it to you." "I will stop by sometime." April and I picked up our clothes and went inside. We took a shower but just to get clean. Afterward, she went up to her apartment and I got to work picking up from the night before. I put dishes in the dishwasher, I took three bags of trash out to the dumpster, and I wiped down the table and counters in the kitchen. I finished around noon and took a walk to the diner a few blocks away where I grabbed a Sunday paper and ordered a patty melt and fries. I read the paper before heading back for a nap. The campus was crawling with new students and their parents. I didn't want to get in the middle of the craziness. I woke up later in the day after catching up on much needed sleep. I poured myself a tall glass of Jack Daniels and topped it off with coke. I picked up a book and wandered out to my patio. I started on The Shining by Stephen King. I had seen the movie the first time but had never read the book. I was so engrossed in the book, that before I realized, it was three hours later and my drink was empty. I was half way though the book and it was too dark to read, so I went in and got another drink. I knew that when classes started I would have to stop drinking but I was finishing off a weekend and said, "What the fuck." I took my drink and my bong out to the patio. I knew that it was a little reckless but I was enjoying the patio. I lit a bowl and relaxed back into the curved-back chair that had just the right amount of angle to make you feel very relaxed. I exhaled and took another hit. I heard Cathy say, "Hey Britt, can we come down and join you?" I had just filled my lungs with smoke and didn't want to waste it. I held it down as long as I could and then did a slow exhale of half and pulled the smoke back in with a new batch of oxygen. I released it after a while. I watched the white smoke contrast with the darkness of the eastern sky. I said to Cathy, "Sure, come on down." She and John came down. I realized that I needed to order two more chairs. John sat and Cathy climbed in his lap. Cathy had to work tomorrow with the freshman orientation but it was still early. She and John each had a couple of hits and passed it back to me. I did one more bowl and after they declined another hit, I set the bong under the table. We talked about school, and the apartment building. We also talked about where we grew up and we gossiped about people we both knew. John had a good time at the party and said he should host the next one. He wished that his place was as nice as mine was. His dad had a lot of money but John was on an allowance. He could afford the place and his lifestyle, but he lived month to month. I asked Cathy if she needed a ride home or if she was staying the night. She said, "I would love a ride but I am not good to drive right now." John said, "We will hang out for a couple hours. If I feel good, I will drive her home, if not I will walk her to her dorm. Thanks for the bud. See ya around." I thought I would have a tough time getting to sleep after my late nap but I fell right to sleep. Monday morning, I was back to my workout schedule. I was up at six and had everything done by 7:30. I was walking up to the door when I saw April coming down the stairs for her run. I waited for her and gave her a good morning kiss and hug. I would have jogged with her but I had just finished swimming and wasn't dressed for it. I took a shower and got ready for the day. I walked down to the end of the street and up a block to the 7-11 to get a paper. I made it back and saw Mrs. Ferguson coming down the stairs and I said hello. She said, "Good morning. I wanted to come by and see all of the units and make sure everyone was happy." "You haven't seen my place since the furniture arrived. I was just going to sit down and have a cup of coffee. Will you join me?" She hesitated for just a moment and then said, "That would be nice. Thank you." I opened the door and she followed me in. I walked toward the kitchen and dropped the paper on the counter. I walked over to the coffee pot and when I turned, she was still in the doorway. She was slowly panning the entire room to see all of the changes the new decorations and the furniture. I started the coffee and by the time it was starting to make noise, she was finishing her evaluation. She said, "This is lovely. When you talked about the colors and what you wanted, I could not picture it. I love the floors and the wall colors. Can I see the rest of it? The furniture looks so nice in here as well." I took her to the office first and I had a couple textbooks on the desk. I had a pullout couch, currently closed, and a reading chair with ottoman. Penny had picked out the lamps but they went well with the rest of the furniture. I said, "I know we made an agreement to leave the furniture as part of the deal. If you need to make this back into a bedroom when I leave, I wouldn't mind buying the Ames chair from you. It is very comfortable." "We can worry about that later. The guys upstairs in the other building just have two guys that split the rent so we can see who is coming in after you. I wouldn't need the chair even if there were only two renters. I will consider it a graduation present to you but you have to graduate. The last three in this room goofed off too much and they didn't make it." "I like to goof around like most college kids but I know why I am here. I pay my own way because I want a good education. I will be graduating so thank you for the chair." "I know you will." I showed her to the second bedroom. She looked in and nodded. I led her to the master bedroom. It was larger than the other two and had a real master bath. The tub was over-sized and had a shower in the tub, not a separate space. The closet was a little larger than standard. We had picked out some Mission-style furniture that was very heavy duty. I had the four-poster bed but the posts didn't go too high and definitely did not have a canopy. Mrs. Ferguson kept nodding and I think she liked what she saw. I had made the bed when I got up. I am not a hospital corners kind of guy but the bed was in order. I walked to the door and led her out onto the patio. She liked the pavers and said how nice the little space was. "We were so proud of the Idea for the balconies upstairs but did not consider a place down here. Now I feel bad about the girls across the way." "Don't worry about it. Here have a seat. How do you take your coffee?" "Just cream and no sugar if you have it. Milk if you don't" I said, "I do have some cream. I take my coffee the same way." I returned a minute later with two mugs and I set hers down on the arm of her chair. I sat down with mine and looked around the yard. She said, "Where did you get these chairs? They are so comfortable." "I had them made by a local guy. I can give you his name or add them to my order. I always seem to be short a chair out here so I was going to have him make two more." "Can you please do that and make the order six and I will take four. I noticed the bong and I am fine with that but you have to be careful of both the kids around here and that you stay up with your work. Like you said, that is why you are here." "Thanks for being so understanding. I had some people stop by and I left it here by accident. Would you like some more coffee? It is already made." "That sounds great. I will come in with you." We went in and I took her mug. I went down to the kitchen. I got the coffee and then rinsed out the pot and cleaned up the small mess. When I left the kitchen, I found Mrs. Ferguson in the hall looking at the artwork. I walked up and handed her the mug. I didn't say anything but looked at what she was admiring. It was one of the nude pictures with shadows and light contrasting an oiled body. "I like this one. It is so erotic and sexy. I see you signed them. Do you take a lot of pictures like this?" "I have slacked off lately because of school but I do enjoy it. There are some that I couldn't display but these I like as well." She took a long drink of her coffee. She stepped into the dining room and put down her mug. She said, "Britt, I am not sure about you. You are young but you make me feel alive for the first time in five years since I lost my husband. These pictures move me, and last time I was here, you gave me a hug goodbye. I get hugs all the time but you squeezed my ass. I was so surprised I didn't do or say anything. It has haunted me off and on since then. It was as if you turned on a light switch. I feel like I may have some life yet to live. I feel so alone most of the time." I had a friend the first time through that lost her husband at a young age due to a car accident. I always wished I could do more. She grieved for years and never found anyone that could match her first husband and the relationship they had. I felt for Mrs. Ferguson and I wanted to help her if there was anything I could do. I gave her another hug and said, "You are alive and you are sexy. Come into the living room and tell me about the relationship you had with your husband." She said, "What do you mean?" "Mrs. Ferguson, I know you are hurting and still not over the loss of your husband. I understand that and I wish that he were still here for you. I want to help you where and how I can. I like you a lot, and that is why I gave you a little squeeze to let you know that you are still alive. You are a young attractive woman. I don't want to see you just counting the days until you get to be with your husband again. I want you to live, but it is up to you. It is your choice. I am not telling you to forget about Dr. Ferguson or to replace him, but you just need to start the next chapter in your life. It will be different with new characters and new relationships." She said, "Please call me Dottie if we are going to have this talk. When my husband Chris died it was like I lost my reason for living. We were very much in love. We planned our lives together. I worked to put him through school. We had everything planned and then he was gone. The plan was gone. I was mad, then sad, then lost. I had to kick myself into action just to stay alive. I had to force myself to eat, and to make myself sleep. I even had to drag myself out to get the mail and pay the bills. I have some friends who pushed me and helped me. Even these days, sometimes I feel like I am just going through the motions. I'm glad that Chris had insurance so that I can pay the bills. The income from this place keeps my head above water." "Dottie, what do you want to do with your life? What is your new plan? What are your goals now that the old plan has changed?" "I don't know, Britt. I haven't even thought about it." "I am not asking you to forget about Chris but you can't keep looking back. You have to start looking forward. Do you have a hobby? Do you want to work? What do you enjoy? I am not saying you need to find a new husband tomorrow but you can look for someone to spend time with." "Chris and I used to play cards and I liked that. I like to garden and we used to go camping. I wouldn't mind working but when Chris was in school, I worked as a secretary at a law firm and hated it." "Dottie, I am not telling you to do anything, but I am using these as examples. Don't try to say yes or no to any of these ideas, but I want you to see different ways of thinking about things without Chris as your partner. OK?" "Alright." "What if you got a job at a garden center? You could share your knowledge with customers as well as learn new things for yourself. You can tear up the grass around the fence in back by the pool and plant flowers or bushes. You can go back to school and become a landscape designer or architect. You can find groups or clubs that play cards or another possibility is you can go camping and enjoy the group relations. If you hit it off and make new friends even better, but there is safety in being with a group until you narrow down which people those are. If you need someone to go with you, I am just a phone call away." "I see what you are saying. I wouldn't say I am afraid but maybe just not motivated. I feel like everyone my age is married and have kids. I just don't fit in with others my age." "Dottie, how old are you 35, 40?" "I will be 40 next year." "I bet there are a couple of 45 year old guys out there looking for a young lady to spend time with. There are forty year old widowers and divorced men looking for someone, and of course you have all of us younger guys looking for an experienced mature woman to be with." She blushed and said, "You are just teasing me now." "I am not teasing you or bull shitting you. I care about you. If you just want a roll in the hay, you can call me any time. If you need a partner for cards, I can handle almost any game except bridge. If you want to go dancing, I can keep up most of the time. I have been camping a few times but if you want me to go I will have to share a tent because I don't have any gear." "A roll in the hay, huh? I could be arrested for taking advantage of someone so young." "Dottie the pictures on my wall are the tame ones. The ones with the older women and the ones where the women are tied to the bed are not out for display but I have them." When I said the last sentence, I saw lust fill her eyes and her nipples start to poke out of her shirt, so I continued. "I am not trying to make you uncomfortable but if you could, would you want to take advantage of me or have me take advantage of you?" She looked at the ground. She was thinking about how she wanted to answer the question. I just stood and grabbed her hand. I led her to the bedroom. She was resisting but not fighting me. I had her sit on a chair in my room. I walked and got the pictures. I walked back and said, "I will show you a picture. If you could do whatever you wanted without worrying about the problems it may cause, I want you to say yes. If you have done it before with your husband or another person I want you to tell me that as well." I took out pictures of Robin in her bikini sitting by the pool. Dottie said, "Yes and yes." Next was Robin, topless and fixing lunch. "Yes and yes." Picture of Sheila masturbating, "Yes and yes." Picture of Monica with a leash around her neck and her arms tied to the top of the loft with her feet on the ground spread so you could see her vulva from behind. Dottie took a few deep breaths and then softly with lust in her voice, "Yes and yes." Last is a picture of Michelle eating Carrie in my bed while she was spread eagle on the bed. "Yes and no." "Were you a submissive to your husband?" "We never called it that but he had the final word in everything. He treated me well and always asked what I thought but he always was the one in control. When he passed away, it was so hard. I wanted to try to do what he would have done. I still do today and sometimes I just don't know." "Would he want you to be happy?" "Yes". "Alone?" "No." "Celibate?" "No". "Would he want you to submit yourself to me so I could tie you to my bed and take pictures of you and then fuck you?" "I don't know". "Would he want you to eat another woman's pussy?" "If he could watch," she replied. "Dottie, I want you to be careful so you are not taken advantage of but I also think that you have desires that should be taken care of. He has been gone long enough that you should get back in the game. I will help you, however I can. You have my phone number so you can call me 24 hours a day. You can stop by any time and I think you should have coffee with me at least once a week." "Thank you, Britt,. I would like that." I took her by the hand and pulled her up into my arms. I started to kiss her and she started to respond to me. I grabbed her ass and went from a grab to a rub and then let my hand get between her clothes and her ass and rubbed her skin on skin. I could feel her getting worked up. I pulled my hand out and held her hips as I pulled her into my groin. She was starting to thrust her hips when I stepped back and spoke to her. "Dottie, you are alive. I don't want to take advantage of you. I would like you to go home and write down on paper what goals you have for the next year, then the next five, and the next ten. I want you to think about work, education, hobbies and sex. Think about your relationships and what are you looking for from those relationships. When we get together next Sunday morning, we can discuss what you have developed. It doesn't have to be too detailed but just how you feel about each of those things." "I will try." "You had better do more than try. I did show you the picture of the girl tied to the bed. I can do that to you if you need some motivation." "I will write them down." "Good, remember you can call me any time." Dottie left and I turned on the TV to see nothing on. To take it easy, I got on the couch and read my book until it put me to sleep. I woke about thirty minutes later. I had just challenged Dottie to step up and then I took a nap. I needed to get myself motivated to be more productive. I went upstairs to see if John or Mark wanted to play some tennis. Mark was out and John was interested but wanted to push it back until tomorrow. My place had motivated him and he was painting his room. ------- Chapter 25 I went to see if April wanted to play. She said she was going to get her books and run to the store for some things. I went over to the golf course and decided to walk eighteen holes. I took my time and shot ten over. I did have one birdie on a par 3 and a handful of pars, but for eleven holes, I played bogey golf. It was around 7 PM when I finished. I asked the pro if there was a place to store clubs on-site. They did have a couple of lockers if I wanted to rent one. I changed into my running shoes and drove home. I was feeling somewhat down. When I started my second time through life, I made some choices to do what I wanted. I made a decision to put money and career goals in front of relationships that would distract from what I wanted to do. My relationship with my parents was somewhat shallow. I had many friends; some were closer than others, but I did not have even one person I could call mine. I had made my bed and now I was sleeping in it. Because I had chosen not to have a roommate, even casual conversations were not a regular part of my day. All of this on the eve of another birthday had me down. I went out to dinner by myself. I had been in town for the last two weeks, so I had taken care of many of the things that all the others were dealing with this week. I went to bed early. I was going to call a cab but looked up the motorcycle dealer instead and called them to see if my new cycle was ready. They said it was and I asked if they could come pick me up. It was only five miles so the owner came over and got me. We finished the paperwork and I rode off on the bike. Instead of going home, I went out of town, into the country, and opened her up. I was learning the feel of the bike and wanted to get comfortable without putting others at risk. I stopped for an early lunch on my way back. I pulled onto my street, glided into our complex, put it into neutral and cut the engine. I parked under the stairs and went in to change to my workout clothes. I did my workout, decided to skip the swim, then went for an eight-mile run. I walked the last two blocks to cool down. I was not paying attention when I walked up to my place until I heard. "Hey baby, I have been wondering when you would show up." I looked up to see Robin sitting on the steps. My heart leaped. I was so happy to see her. I was sweating like a pig but I wanted to wrap her in a big hug. I gave her a kiss and let her into my place. I told her to give me a minute to shower and then I would be right out. It took me two minutes to shower, and when I came out, I gave her the hug. She said, "Happy Birthday, big boy." I started to cry. She just held me. It took me a couple minutes to get myself under control. She asked, "What's wrong?" I said, "I have been feeling so alone and so sorry for myself. I didn't think anyone even knew it was my birthday. I figured that my mom, dad and grandparents would call but for the rest of the day, I would be on my own. How did you find me?" "I called your mom, and she gave me your address. I did another summer at school, and I am all ready for the new semester to start. I had time on my hands and I missed you, but I should have come to see you more often." "I am OK. It's just that sometimes I forget that I am still young. I try to put on my mature persona but sometimes I feel so alone. I do have friends but they have their own lives just as you do, and just like I do." Robin said, "I think about you often but I am typically busy and trying to keep up with all of the things on my plate." "I know I am just depressed. I am very glad you came to see me. It means that you care and I was just feeling like no one cared." I got another hug and there was a knock on the door. It was John from upstairs. He said, "I finished my painting; did you want to play tennis?" He saw Robin and said, "Hey Robin, what are you doing here? I heard you were at USF playing tennis." "I am. I drove up to spend the day with my friend on his birthday." "Happy Birthday, dude. I didn't know. Do you have plans? I can see if we can get a fourth if you both want to play." Robin said, "If I can borrow some clothes then Britt and I would be happy to kick your ass, John." I said, "April plays tennis. She was on a country club team over the summer. She is about your size too." John turned and I heard him bound up the stairs two at a time. Robin looked at the pictures on the wall. "Where am I? Wasn't I pretty enough to make the wall?" I pointed across the living room and said, "There is one of your beautiful ass when you were bending over in your bikini to dry your hair by the pool. I also have one of you making sandwiches in my kitchen but I didn't have your permission to display your face so it is hanging in my bedroom. If anyone wants to see your tits, they will most likely have their own on display." "I am going to kill him," I heard coming down the stairs. April was yelling, "Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday. I don't have time now to bake you a cake or fix you a special dinner." She gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Happy Birthday, but I am still mad at you." She looked up and said, "You must be Robin, I'm April. It's nice to see you. You look just like you do in your pictures." "So you have been showing Britt your tits too, huh?" April was surprised at the comment but said, "He has seen them a few times, but how did you know? I didn't think Britt was a kiss and tell kind of guy." "I had asked why there were no pictures of me in here and he said that since my face was clearly visible he had them in his bedroom where most of the people that saw it would also be topless. Then you came in and told me you had seen my picture." John said, "Britt, is it OK if I use the men's in your bedroom?" Robin and April both said, "John, you are such a pig." He just shrugged and headed to my room. April let me go and gave Robin a hug. They walked over so that Robin could see her other picture across the room. John came out and said, "Robin, that is one hot picture of you. There were always rumors about you two but we never knew for sure what your relationship was. You look so cute. Do you want to fix us dinner? Maybe April can help you." April said, "John, you are a pervert. We may fix dinner for Britt but I am not sure if you are invited." Robin said, "John, you have nipples too, they just aren't as nice as mine." She lifted her shirt. "Britt knows how to bring out the best in his pictures," as she lowered her top. I said, "Ice cubes and a vacuum cleaner work best on making them stand out." Robin said, "Ouch, I am not going to let you take any more pictures if that is your new method. I like the licks and nibbles much better." April said, "Me too. How about you, John?" John said, "What?" I jumped in. "I like mine licked but only as a starter as you work your mouth down to my cock." The girls both giggled. April brought us around with, "Are we playing tennis or not?" Everyone agreed. April said that they needed twenty minutes to get ready, and took Robin upstairs to find some clothes. I looked at John, "Twenty minutes? Maybe they have to paint their toenails and let them dry." John replied, "I just say 'yes, ma'am.' I am going to grab my stuff. Do you have balls and an extra racket in case Robin needs one? I have one if you don't." "Go ahead and bring it down. I have an extra too and I would bet she has one in her car but she will have a choice either way." It turned out that it wasn't twenty minutes but more like thirty. Both girls looked nice and we all walked three blocks to the student courts. There were a couple of open courts so we put our stuff down. Robin of course had both a racket and balls in her car. The girls wanted to go girls on guys, and John and I both wanted Robin on our team. We twirled the racket and it landed pointing to April. Girls vs. guys. Of course, this led to a bet. John said, "A dollar a game." If they beat us 6-0, 6-0 that would only be $12. Robin said, "$20 a game." April agreed and I said, "Losers have to give the winners a thirty-minute foot massage." Everyone agreed that wager would be the best route. It gives me something to do while I look up their skirts. They didn't kill us but we did lose. It was 6-3, 6-5. I think all of us came from a country club background so tennis is not a new sport to us. We walked back and went to our own apartments to change. Robin went up with April since her clothes were up there. We all met back at my place and the girls sat on the couch. I was not sure which girl to work on so I went to get the girls each a glass of wine while the girls and John figured out the foot massage teams. John was in front of Robin and April had her feet on the coffee table. John and I got to work while the girls sipped their wine and told us what to do and gushed on how great it felt. I did suck on April's big toe for a few seconds and kissed the tops of her feet. She had just showered and it wasn't any worse than her sucking my cock. I let my hands run up her legs and did get a constant flash of her pink panties. It was almost 6 and we had two minutes left on the thirty-minute massage. There was a knock on the door so I called out, "Come in." It was Michelle and Karen. They had four big bags of BBQ. Carrie, Reggie, Dani and Monica followed them in. When all of them had made it inside, the door closed and they said, "Surprise" in unison. They all gathered around and Dani said, "Happy Birthday, I'm next." Karen said, "I want my name on the list. My feet are killing me." Michelle joined in, "Me, too." I said, "This is to pay off a bet. When I win a bet I collect and when I lose a bet I pay off my debts." Reggie said, "I didn't think you knew how to lose a bet." I replied, "I would have bet against myself but that would not have been good sportsmanship. I did talk them down from $20 a game to a foot massage so I only lost my time and hard labor." By then the time was up and I stood to greet the rest of my guests. I asked how they knew, and April said, "Do you really think it takes us thirty minutes to change clothes?" I hugged her and all of the others, and I even gave Reggie a handshake man-hug. Reggie had a case of cold beer that he started to put in the fridge. We got out some plates and the informal party started. Everyone got along great. I saw Robin talking to John and then Karen and Michelle. Monica was a surprise. I talked with her to see how she was doing. She said, "I made the Dean's List both semesters so far. My mom is so happy for me and I tell her it is all because of you. I made it into the Little Sisters and I ran across Reggie at the house. He told me it was your birthday and I invited myself over. I hope it is OK?" "Sure, I was going to have trouble servicing all of my guests but now that my slave is here you can take care of all of them." "You aren't serious are you?" I said, "Do you want me to be?" "I don't know. Maybe some of them." "If we can get an orgy going, you will be the main attraction." I grabbed her nipple through her shirt and kissed her lips. We all ate and drank and had a good time talking and telling stories. At 6:30 there was another knock at the door and John opened it. Benji, Shannon and Karen's roommate, Amy, came in. Shannon was carrying a big cake with "Happy Birthday Britt" on it. I got some more hugs and kisses. I gave Benji a handshake and said, "Monica is here." He looked around until he saw her talking to Dani. He said, "Cool." They all took some BBQ and drinks. It was short notice and so nobody had brought gifts. Reggie did buy me a box of condoms. He said, "It is the only thing he ever needs." Karen said, "He still isn't old enough to buy alcohol either." She and Michelle each gave me a bottle of booze, a bottle of Jack Daniels and a bottle of Crown Royal. Shannon and Benji went in with Amy to buy me a bottle of Absolute. I thanked everyone and told them, "Just you being here is a great present to me. I really appreciate you all for making this day special." The phone rang at seven and it was Mom. It was followed by Dad and then around eight Grandma and Grandpa called. Grandpa said he was buying silver for me like crazy and he had put 100 acres of orange groves in my trust's name for my birthday. I came out of my room after the calls and we had cake. April asked what I had gotten for my birthday besides booze and condoms. "Is there anything else?" I asked. That got a laugh. "Mom and Dad each are sending cards with $100. Grandpa gave me some land up in Lake Mary that is along the interstate with orange groves on it. So if you like oranges. I can get you some. I bought myself a present too." "What did you get," asked April. "It is out in the hall under the stairs." Everyone went out to see my new Harley. I got many comments. Karen didn't like it because it was too dangerous. I guess if you work in a hospital, you look at things differently. We went back inside and the music came on. People started to dance. I grabbed Karen and molested her on the dance floor. Her girlfriend Michelle came over to break in but I took her and started to dance with her instead of her taking Karen away. Michelle knew it was all in play but when I rubbed her ass, she was rubbing her crotch on my leg. I asked if she was going to help me score some high school chicks this year. "What's in it for me?" "What do you want? Naked pictures of the girls you set me up with? A ride on my bike? A ride on my cock? A baby for your belly?" "They all sound good, let's play it by ear and see what we come up with." When we broke, Dani came and jumped at me. I caught her and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I held her butt as we danced around the floor. I asked her in her ear, "Why do you always bring your brother? You should come over and see me alone so I can get your hard body naked." "I wasn't sure you wanted any of me since you have so many white girls drooling over you. Monica said you like us chocolate bunnies as well so I thought I would throw myself at you." "I am glad I saw you coming so you didn't knock me on my ass." "Monica said maybe we could come back later in the week and give you your presents from us." She flexed her strong legs and she rose up in front of me so her tits were right in my face. I took a nip with my teeth and bit her nipple. She relaxed her legs and dropped her panty-covered pussy back on my crotch. At the end of the song, she untangled her legs and dropped to the floor. Karen and Michelle had sat down and it was a parade of all of the girls taking turn dancing with me. Amy and I just talked about stuff. Shannon said she missed me and she and Benji had started to talk about what they each wanted in their relationship. They were figuring it out and she would let me know. I thanked her for the cake and asked her if she needed any money for it? She said that Robin had ordered it and paid her for it already. By 10:30 people were heading out. It was a Tuesday night and Karen made sure to tell me to be safe on the motorcycle. She also said she liked dancing with me. By 11 it was only the four tennis players left. I thanked the girls for putting it all together so quickly, and told them how very grateful I was. Robin said, "Happy Birthday, big boy. Many people love you! If we would have had more notice, we could have had a bunch more people. I hear you have a following of lesbians that would have come if we had called them. I also heard you have some older lady friends as well. I guess you don't fuck every woman that walks through your door." "Not all of them, but I try. Two of my favorites are here now. They were watching April's panties while I rubbed her feet and that made me horny." April said, "Maybe we should spin a racket to see how we team up?" I said, "No way. I don't want the same partner I had for tennis. No offense, John." He said, "None taken." April said, "I have a boyfriend who has given me permission to play around, but you will have to wear a condom if we get together tonight. I want a piece of Britt first." We went back to my bedroom and I got naked and jumped on the king sized bed. April was right behind me and opened my nightstand and just got out a box of condoms and left them on top. She rolled one on me and climbed on. Robin got naked, straddled my face, and started to kiss April while I pulled her down onto my mouth. After a couple minutes of us building a rhythm, I felt the bed move and Robin turned to take John into her mouth. He was standing on the bed looking down at the two girls. Robin had the first orgasm. She rode my face through a second one a few minutes later. April and I were building slowly towards a release. After the second orgasm, Robin grabbed a condom for John, got on all fours in front of April, and started to suck her tits while John rammed into her from behind. John and April both came at the same time and with Robin in the middle, she was getting close to her third. She reached between her legs and rubbed her own clit. I rolled April onto her back, hooked one arm under her leg, and picked up the pace to cum at almost the same time Robin did. We all rested and then John started to kiss April. I wanted to be sure that she was OK with what he was doing and she seemed to be all right. I was a little jealous, but if she was happy who was I to judge? We swapped out condoms and I took Robin from behind so we could both watch John and April. It took longer this time and thirty minutes later the dominoes started to fall. The girls each went first, then me, and John came last. I was done for a while and I went to rinse off. I came back into the room to see Robin on top of April in a 69 position. Each face was between the other's legs so you could not tell who either were. I took my camera and snapped off some shots. John was on his knees, amazed at the performance in front of him, and I got a couple of him jacking off in the background. I shot one where they were all in focus but not crisp. I took one with the girls in total focus and John's torso, hand and cock more blurred. I took a third, where the girls were more blurred and John was in total focus. You could not see a single face in any of the shots. These may make my wall. When we were all done John said he would see me tomorrow. He took off to head upstairs. Robin and April cuddled up to me and wished me another "Happy Birthday" before we all fell asleep. In the morning, Robin had my dick in her mouth. She said, "I want to feel you shoot off in me. I love that feeling and I didn't get it last night." I was hard and ready to please so I pounded into her and she responded. She tried to wrap her legs around me to keep me from getting so much momentum but I was forcing her down into the mattress with my thrusts. She gave a loud moan as I let loose in her cunt. I looked over to see April watching. When I got off Robin, April knee walked over and started to eat my spunk out of Robin. I got behind her and asked if she wanted me to use a rubber. She picked her face out of Robin's cunt and said, "Angus said you were the only one. He and I both trust you to make sure you are safe. I love to feel you cum in me as well." I took care of April and then Robin returned the favor and cleaned both of us up. I got up, made French toast, coffee and cut up some cantaloupe as well. The girls showered and got dressed, and then they thanked me for breakfast. I, in turn, thanked them for a great birthday and thanked Robin for coming up and kicking everything off. After I took the dishes to the sink, I refilled the coffee and we went into the family room. I put my coffee down and sat on the couch; Robin put her coffee down and sat on my lap while April was next to me on the couch. Robin was talking to me but she made sure to include April in the conversation. She said, "Britt, you have always been a man in a boy's body. You are always so strong for everyone else. You help people make hard decisions. You pick people up when they are down. You encourage them and you love them. However, you also need to look to yourself, and take care of yourself. I can see by your hot body that you are keeping up the physical side of that, but you need to look after the mental side as well. I know you and your family history. You have almost raised yourself. You have made good investments, well, amazing investments so that you don't need others to provide for you. I don't want you to be on an island where everyone else thinks you are OK because you have always been OK." She shed a couple tears and continued. "I came up here for me. I wanted to get away, and I was using you as an excuse to do that. If I hadn't come up, then you wouldn't have had a party last night. We got lucky this time but we shouldn't rely on luck. You study for your classes to get good grades; you don't just hope you will get them because you need to work to make sure you get them. In the same way, you can't just hope others see that you need something and take will care of it. You have to talk to people and let them know what you want and what you need. I know you watched April and John last night because they were sexy, but I also know you were watching April in case she changed her mind and needed you. You look out for others, but you also need to let others look out for you." April leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Did you watch out for me when I was with John?" "I was surprised and a little jealous. I was not certain if you were just helping him out, or if it was something that you wanted. I know John from school but if you changed your mind or if he did something you didn't want, well, I wanted to be sure you were safe." I got another kiss for that and then Robin kissed my lips. "I have to get back in time for dinner tonight because my boyfriend will be back in town and I told him I would have dinner with him tonight. Can I have one more taste of you so I can think of you all the way back to Tampa?" She slid off my lap and got in position between my legs. She didn't take my shorts off but just pulled my cock though the zipper hole. She wrapped her hand around the base and jacked me with her hand as she used her mouth on the head and the top part of the shaft. Occasionally, I felt the teeth from the zipper start to dig into the base of my cock but I did not feel it cutting into me. I had my hand on April's leg. She gently ran her right hand up and down my arm and reached across with her left to run her hand in Robin's hair. It was a sensuous encounter. After I came, Robin started to get ready to go. She didn't have much stuff, so she was ready in a couple minutes. She gave me another hug and kiss. I swapped phone numbers and she said to call her, any time for any reason. After she left, April sat on the bar stool looking into the kitchen and watched me clean it up. I thanked her for my birthday and she said she was sorry that she had not seen me get into the funk I had experienced. She said that Robin was right, that I was the guy anyone could always turn to, so people didn't think that I might need things from time to time, myself. She had some more stuff to do before school starts so she was going to take off. I finished the dishes and picked up stuff from the party that someone either moved or left out. I was finishing when John came by. He seemed nervous. I invited him in and asked, "What is on your mind John? Is something wrong?" "I am not sure. You know that I got together with Cathy last weekend and I think we're maybe kind of dating. We were going to get together this weekend when she is done with the orientations she is working on. Then last night I was with two other girls. I don't want to fuck up what I have with Cathy. She seems so cool." I said, "John, just talk to her and tell her what you told me. Everything yesterday was spontaneous. You and she will have to decide on the rules for your relationship. I can't help you there. You heard April. Her boyfriend goes to MIT. I was surprised she slept with you but she had already discussed it with Angus and the rule was that you wear a condom. I have met Angus. He is a nice guy and doesn't want April to suffer through college. He wants her to have fun but with some rules." "I was surprised when she said that, but I was much more comfortable knowing that I wasn't going to be the cause of a conflict for her." "I don't have a girlfriend so I can fuck anything I want. I also don't want to mess anything up for others so I try not to fuck a girl who has a boyfriend or a woman who has a husband if they don't know about it and approve of it." "What guy would approve of it?" "Well, we talked about Angus. I have been to parties where there are swingers. If the guy is fucking another girl at the party, he can't complain if his wife or girlfriend is doing the same. I have traded dates for a couple hours. Everyone had fun. I wouldn't want to have an angry husband after me but it may happen but not because I started something with someone I knew was in a relationship." "I guess you are right. Do you think Cathy will understand?" "I think you should tell her and then ask her how she feels and what kind of arrangement you want to have going forward. She is my sister but only because of her dad. We have only known each other for a couple weeks. We have partied together and slept together. I know we were just fucking around when were high. I think she likes you and wants something different. You need to talk to her." "I guess you are right, I just don't want to hurt her." "John, you seem pretty cool but you should just assume that I have fucked every woman I have ever met because I am a slut and I enjoy fucking women. By the way, how is your sister?" I caught him off guard with that remark. I didn't even know if he had a sister but was just pulling his chain. "You fucked my sister? She is only fourteen." "John, no. I don't even know your sister or that you even had a sister but I just turned seventeen yesterday. During the past week, I have slept with women from nineteen to thirty-five, and talked to someone about introducing me to some sixteen to eighteen year old high school girls. I don't think I have ever been with a younger woman so your sister is safe. Well, at least from me so far." "Fuck you and stay away from my sister." "I told you I like to swap and you are sleeping with my sister. I think it is only fair. You should invite her up for a weekend. I have an extra bedroom." "Thirty-five huh? You have been surprising since I first met you. I knew you were way young in high school and then the apartment decorating. I thought the party would be milk and cookies. I had an excuse ready so I could leave early and instead I find booze, food and hot women. I did leave early but that was Cathy's fault. You get me high with your weed and I get to see my first lesbian action and three-way. I never know what to expect." "John, if you look at the pictures on the wall you won't see many faces of those in compromising positions. Why? Because people trust me to protect them. I have pictures of you jacking off but you can't see your face. If I hear anyone ever say anything about Robin or April doing that, I will get back at you one way or the other. It is not a threat; it is a promise. I will not say anything to Cathy about you but I will trust you to figure out what is the right thing to do. I probably shouldn't have said anything about me and Cathy but you seem cool and I trust you." "I actually knew about you because she made me wear a rubber when we got together. She said you wore one after she slept with a stranger on the cruise. She was tested and she should get the results this week. She just wants us to be safe." Then he said, "Do you want to play tennis a couple times a week to stay in shape?" "I work out every morning except Sunday. I do pushups and sit-ups then run six miles and then swim 1,000 yards. I am usually done by 7:30 am. If you want to play tennis, we can play after dinner. I played basketball last year after dinner a few nights a week. We can play singles or doubles if you want." "Sounds good. Let me know when you want to play. I will look at my schedule and let you know what is best for me but I am guessing any day if it is after dinner." He took off and I hopped on my Harley and went over to play golf. I was in a better mood and shot eight over par with no birdies and ten pars. That round was one of my best in a while so I was very happy. I rode by the grocery store on my way home. The Harley had compartments on the side to put stuff like groceries or a rain suit or anything else that wasn't too big. Shannon was working and I thanked her again for the cake. "I told you I was just the delivery person. I talked with Benji and he surprised me. I think that Monica being at the party, caused him to think that he may not want to be tied down with me in an exclusive way. I don't think he will have women throwing themselves at him as he thinks they will, but I am willing to give him some space if it will give me some time to experiment on my own. Do you think you could help me out?" "Shannon, I have lots of friends, I am sure we can set something up for you to get all of the variety that you want." "I was just talking about you, but friends sound interesting. I met many of your friends at the last two parties, now Benji is a little jealous. He has been sharing a dorm room with a roommate and me for the last year. His roommate has been cool, but then he walks into your place and asks me if I think you would want some roommates. He said maybe he could swap me out for some cooking and cleaning." "You can come over and cook and clean, and in return I will get you new sexual experiences. Benji is not welcome to spend the night but you are." "I can clean. I used to work for a maid service but they always wanted me to work during the day. It was too hard with school, and the commercial cleaning crews start too late and work all night. If you need help cleaning we can set up a schedule." "I would love for you to clean my place. I will pay you. If you want to do more, I can check with the other units. The nice part about it is they pay you by the job and not the hour. If I pay you $25 to clean my place and it takes five hours that is $5 an hour. How much do you make now?" "$4.25 an hour" "If you finish in three hours you make, $8.33 an hour or almost double what you make here. You just have to have enough jobs to cover your needs. How many hours do you work?" "I work twenty hours a week during the spring and fall. That is $85 a week before taxes." "So if I could get you four units at $25 a pop, you could make $100 per week cash, and only work four days a week. You could work harder or more efficiently and work two to three hours instead of five. That would be more time left to suck my dick." "I would like that. Can you ask around for me?" "Sure. I have to run. See you later." I did go up and talk to John. He was for it but Mark wasn't. John offered to pay $20 if Mark would pay $5 a week, and Mark thought that was a good deal if she would run his laundry and make his bed. Both sets of girls said they would pay $10 each since there was more to do in their laundry and bedrooms. Therefore, we had $110 a week in our building alone. I told them that they would need to make a commitment since she would be quitting her other job and they all agreed to put together a contract for the semester. I didn't know her number but went over around 10 pm and stopped in to see Reggie. We sat around and talked awhile and we left the door open so I could see Shannon when she came in. She stopped by when she saw me. "Have you and Benji come to an agreement yet? He wants an open relationship but wants me around when he can't find anyone somewhere else." "Do you want to stay with him?" "I will stay since I don't have anywhere else to go. I am not sure how much I will be putting out this semester." I said, "Go and tell him that you will accept the open relationship but you won't tell him who you are with or what you do. In addition, he must always wear a condom when he is not with you unless you want him to wear one with you too. You will also have all your lovers wear a condom as well. Then come back over here and I have something to tell you." She left and came back ten minutes later. She walked in but she was looking behind her. She closed the door. "He said great, and asked if I could set up another swap with you and Monica?" "Well, since you have an open relationship, I don't have to give up Monica to have you, if you want me. I also spoke to the other apartments in the house. We will each sign a contract for the semester. It will be cash work. The cost will be $25 for the two guy apartments and $30 a week for the girl's apartments. That is $110 a week. If you want more work, we can advertise for you. If you want, you can hire people to work for you at $20 per apartment and receive pay just to supervise. If you can get 100 apartments, you can make $500 a week for watching others work and making sure that they are doing a good job. If someone wants to go by job or at the end of the semester to get their deposit back, you can charge $50. You can also do specialty jobs like working for apartment complexes to come in between semesters and clean everything when your other customers are out of town at home. Or you can go home." Shannon was overwhelmed. "Thank you so much! That is almost a 50% raise with the taxes. I won't have to work as many hours and if I pick up a couple more units, I could afford to move out if I wanted." "Shannon, the first new experience is a black man. I have not asked Reggie but I am sure he would love to taste your strawberry pussy and then give you a good fuck. Make sure he wears a condom. Make sure you give notice at the store in case you ever want to go back. Stop by tomorrow and we can figure out a schedule and sign some agreements." "Thank you so much. Reggie, would you like to fuck me? I am trying new things since I have spent the last ten years with Benji." "Sho thin bitch. Come over and get me hard." They both laughed at the comment and I said goodbye and left. I was walking down the hall as Benji came out of his room. He said, "Hey Britt, thanks for having us over the other night. I saw Monica there. Do you think you may want to do a little swapping again?" I said, "Maybe. I don't see Monica very often. If I do, I will see if she is up for it. See you around." I went home and went to bed. Shannon did stop by the next day and we set up a schedule. Her boss offered her a $ .25 raise if she would stay but understood. She offered a two-week notice but company policy says that they will let people go without making them work the two weeks. I guess employees on their way out are more likely to steal. John stopped by and we decided to play tennis on Tuesdays and Thursdays, starting next week." I rode out and talked with the furniture maker about making six more chairs. He looked around sheepishly and then said, "After I made yours, I sat in one and loved it. I have made thirty since then and have been selling them by word of mouth almost as fast as I can make them. I have four done that we have not accounted for. I have four more in the assembly process. I will have them ready by next week." "Can you have the four delivered today or Monday?" "To the same address?" "Well I want the other two to my address, and the other four are for my landlady. She stopped by and liked them so much she would like some for her own house. Can I borrow your phone and phone book?" I looked up the address and then called to see if it was OK if I stopped by. When I arrived, the delivery truck was right behind me. I had already paid them so they carried them up and set them on the porch. It took five minutes and they were gone. She was so surprised and happy. She asked about the motorcycle and I told her I needed it to get around when my sister or April needed a car. She wished me a happy birthday and asked me if I would like some tea. We sat on her porch and talked. I said, "I know we were going to talk on Sunday but I was wondering if you have thought about our talk?" "Yes, I have made a list of different ideas and put pros and cons next to them. I took some of your ideas because they made sense." "Have you done any research?" I asked. "I found there is a group of people that play Spades on Wednesday nights. I have written to two camping clubs for information. I think one is for people with RV campers instead of tents. There is a degree in Landscape Architecture and classes in Landscape Design. I also found out that I am a sexual creature that needs some help." "Wow, you have been busy. Do you want to talk about this now or Sunday?" "I am still working some things out. Can you come over here on Sunday instead of me coming over there? I think I will be more comfortable." "I would be happy to stop by now that I know where you live. If you need a partner for Spades, I am a good card player." "I will keep that in mind. How much do I owe you for the chairs?" "He stole my idea and is selling them like crazy. If you have someone that sits in them and wants one, just send them his way. These are a gift. I need to get going so I will see you on Sunday." ------- Chapter 26 It was Friday night, and April was going to go out with her roommates to hit the frat parties. She said it was to bond with her roomies and I could come along if I wanted to, but I decided that I wasn't interested. Instead, I would just hang out. As I was sitting there in some gym shorts, there was a knock at my door. I wasn't expecting anyone so I opened the door to find Dani standing there. She asked why I wasn't dressed. "Where are we going?" I asked. "We are going to the Alpha party with Reggie and Monica." "I don't think that's a good idea because I tend to get a bad reaction from the other guys in the room about my animal magnetism. I'm not old enough to drink and I'll probably be the only white guy there. In addition, if I try to talk to you or Monica then someone will probably attack me." "Aren't I worth getting beat up for?" "I don't know. To the best of my knowledge, we haven't been together except in your dreams." She said, "What about your dreams? We want you to come to the party and then Monica and I'll come back here with you. Please come with me." "Sure, I was just going to stay here and wash my hair." I said as she followed me into my room. She went into my closet and started to pick out something for me to wear. Dani said, "You have some nice clothes, where did you buy this stuff?" "When your brother went to Vegas he picked up a transvestite. When I went, I replaced my wardrobe." She handed me a shirt and pair of pants and asked what I was waiting for. "Do you want me to go commando or do you want to pick out my underwear too?" She went to my drawers and picked out some silk boxers. She also picked out some loafers and handed them to me. She asked, "Do you want socks?" "Nah," I dropped my shorts and stood there naked. "Are you sure you want to go to the party? I can just stay here with you and Monica can catch up later." "I like what I see, but I promised I would be there and that I would bring you for Monica." I dressed and asked how we were going to get there. It's only, about a mile but Dani had on heels. Dani said, "We can drive. Let's go." We drove over and of course couldn't find a place to park. She finally found a place where I could fit the Land Cruiser, but to get into the spot, I had to let her out before I parked. There was just not enough room for both of us to open our doors to get out. We walked a couple blocks to the Alpha house. As I mentioned before, I was the only white guy there. If it were a movie, the music would have stopped and everyone would have looked at me, but it wasn't a movie and most people didn't even notice that I was there. I did stand out in the crowd and people were pointing at my shirt or something. Reggie came over to say hi. He gave me a man hug and he welcomed me to the house. I asked how things had gone with Shannon. Reggie said, "She had fun. I think she's pissed at Benji for the way he has treated her for the last few years. She said that almost everything she makes goes into buying groceries for her and Benji. His parents pay for his rent. She does know how to give an awesome blowjob. Benji has given her plenty of times to practice." "I would agree with you there. You have all that money; you should have her clean your dorm room once a week. She could throw in a blowjob for free." "I like the way you think, buddy. How did we finally get you to a party? I thought you were not up for it." "Your sister came over and got me dressed and then dragged me over here." "Man, you be careful. She can get you in some trouble. You want a drink?" "Do you have any Jack Daniels or Crown Royal with some coke?" "I can make that happen. You want to come out back and smoke a bit?" "Sure. Let me tell Dani so she doesn't come looking for me." Reggie and I walked onto the patio and he lit a joint. I had smoked with him plenty of times. He was handing me the joint when I saw Tony walk up. I was going to make a crack about smoking after Reggie but didn't want to kick the hornets' nest so I just said, "Hey Tony, what's up?" "Hey Britt, I haven't see you around. You afraid to play ball with us?" "I have just been busy. I'm free on Mondays and Fridays. I may be free on Wednesdays but I made an offer to do something with a friend on Wednesday. She hasn't told me yes or no yet." Tony said, "I hope to see you around. It's good to have you stop by." Reggie and I got high. We went back in and he went to get himself a beer. I had my Jack and coke. I saw that there was a dance floor, so Dani took me out on the floor and we were dancing. I had my drink in one hand, I was high and I had my other hand on Dani's hip. I had a guy bump me so I almost spilled my drink. I decided just to chug it so I wouldn't spill it. Then I had another guy elbow me in the kidney. I knew I should just let it go but I turned to find a new freshman trying to show how tough he was. I looked at him and said, "Dude, just back off. I'm not in the mood for your crap." "Fuck off, dude. Why don't you just take your white ass and leave?" "I'm waiting for a couple ladies who wanted to come to the party. When they are ready, I'll leave with them." "Why don't you leave the women? I can take care of them." "If they wanted to be with you they would have asked you. I told them I would take care of them so go find your own women." I turned my back and felt a fist slam into the back of my head. I knew from the beginning that this was a bad idea; I fell forward into Dani. I turned with my fist ready to punch the guy back but someone grabbed my arm just as Junior came in with his second punch to my stomach. I'm glad I do sit-ups and have a hard head or I would have been in trouble. People started to back away and form a circle around us. Reggie came jumping into the circle with Tony right behind him. Reggie said, "What is going on, pledge?" "This guy came in here looking to pick up our women and I was helping him find the door." Reggie was pissed and so was Tony. Reggie said, "Who invited him?" "I think he was crashing, he said he was waiting on two girls that wanted to stay for a little while. I told him that I would take care of the girls. He is not an Alpha and this is an Alpha party." Tony pointed to me and said, "Raise your sleeve so I can see your brand." I raised my sleeve and there was no brand. Then he pointed at Junior and said, "Raise your sleeve and let me see your brand." Junior said, "I don't have one yet. I'm just a pledge." Tony replied, "So which of the Alphas told you to start a fight at the party tonight?" "He is not one of us." Reggie asked, "What is this 'us'? Male, student, human, gator or what?" Junior wouldn't believe that they didn't understand him, "He's white." Reggie said, "So if my sister went over and asked him to bring her to the party and one of our Little Sisters was going to ride home with him after the party that would not fly with you because he is white? Let me tell you about Britt. He has invited me into his home, he has invited me to dinner, and he has helped a brother out that needed some cash. He didn't want to come here tonight because he thinks we are racist, but he shows up and sure enough he runs into a racist." Junior finally figured out that he was not going to be the hero of the dance. I just turned and walked away. Dani had my keys but I walked out and walked home. I didn't have a key to get in. I tried April's place but no one was home. John's door gave up the same results. I knocked on Stella's door and Tiffany answered. She was the only one home and invited me in. It was almost 11 PM and she was going to bed and wasn't comfortable with me out on the couch so I told her that I would wait outside. I knew I should have keys made and give one to each of the neighbors. I was sitting on the stairs when Monica and Dani showed up. They were glad to see me and got me into my apartment. I thanked them and then asked them to leave because I was not ready for all of the crap to start over again. I told Monica. "You know how this goes and I don't want any part of it." She said, "Britt, we both want to be here and with you tonight." I had walked into the kitchen, got a bag of frozen corn out of the freezer, and put it on the back of my head. I said, "I have a headache. Maybe some other time." I unbuttoned my shirt and you could see the redness where he tagged me. I said, "Goodnight, ladies. Please lock up when you leave. If you need a ride home you can take my car or I'll pay for a cab." I dropped a twenty on the table and walked into my room. After grabbing a towel to wrap the frozen corn in and taking off my clothes, I climbed into bed and rolled over. I just wanted it to go away. I was almost asleep when I felt someone slip in behind me. I didn't want to talk so I just lay there. That's when I felt a hand on my hip and I eventually fell asleep. The last thing I wanted to do was learn how to fight. I didn't want to spend hours and days of my life sparring. I didn't like to be weak and vulnerable and I knew that if I did my daily routine I would remain in great shape. I thought about getting a gun, but that would just complicate things if I weren't in a life-or-death situation. I should just hire a bodyguard or stay away from situations that keep happening around me. I would need to think on this some more. If I were going to have the money I thought I would, I could be in these situations more than I wanted. All of these thoughts came to me after I woke. I never did roll over to see who was with me but I could hear the breathing. I heard some footsteps on the wood floor and looked up to see Monica, naked, looking in at me. She saw I was awake and came in to give me a soft kiss on the lips. She stroked my cheek and didn't say anything, but I saw the sympathy in her eyes. She kissed me again and I saw a tear run down her cheek. She had not done anything wrong but I was rejecting her along with everyone associated with the Alphas. I was doing the same thing that I was upset about them doing to me, not looking at the individual but just putting them all together and forming a group opinion. I reached out, stroked her cheek, and wiped the tear away. She cared about me and I cared about her so I slid my hand around behind her head and pulled her to me for a real kiss. We had bonded during the week of her submission and I didn't want to see her hurt over this. I rolled to my back without releasing her head and moved her body so she was on top of me, straddling me. I was not quite hard, but she slid her cunt lips back and forth on me as my hardness grew. When I was ready, she moved up enough to line me up and then she worked her way down onto me. When she had her pussy as full with my cock as she could get it, she leaned forward and rolled her hips. At the same time, she came down onto my chest with those wonderful tits and hard nipples and she settled her lips into mine for the long kisses we both desired. She continued to roll her hips while raising and lowering herself on me. This seemed to go on for hours but it was only about thirty minutes. I was rubbing her back when I felt another hand. Dani had woken up at some point and was now rubbing Monica's back. I reached out with my left hand and found Dani's tummy. I could feel the washboard abs as I reached down toward her mound. Monica had felt Dani's hand, then my movement, and then she broke our kiss. She sat up and bounced a few stokes on my cock. She reached down and slid a finger into Dani. She fingered her for just a minute before cleaning the finger with her mouth and going back into Dani with two fingers. I circled her clit but Monica's hand was in the way for me to do much more. I would have dislocated my shoulder if I had tried to play with Dani's tits, so I continued to play with her clit and used my other hand on Monica's nipples. They were so wonderful that I could play with them all day long. We were in no hurry and spent the next two hours playing with each other until I finished inside of Monica. She and Dani both cleaned my cock and then Dani looked like she was going to clean up Monica but instead jumped out of bed to get a washcloth. She did wipe her clean with the rag this time, not her tongue. We changed positions and Dani wanted me on top because she wanted me in control. I loved her hard body because she was lean, not bulky. Monica sucked on her B cup breasts as I slid my cock long and slow and in and out of her pussy. I asked about birth control and she said she was good to go. She wasn't loud but she was active, moving her body to get a better angle or more friction. She would raise her hips into me to increase the force. She was doing it for me but she was also doing it for her. She came twice and was just behind me with her third. I came in her and she kept going to get to the finish line of her third orgasm. Monica knew better than to use a washcloth and she went down on Dani. She took her time and cleaned her up well. As Monica was working, I lay next to Dani and we kissed a lot as she kept saying how sorry she was for last night. She said, "You tried to tell me what would happen, and then when it happened I couldn't believe it. I was so mad, I was yelling at Reggie and Tony and I didn't even see you leave. I looked all over and then came here. I was so happy and so relieved to see you sitting on the steps. I was so worried and it was entirely my fault. Please forgive me, please." "It wasn't your fault. There is discrimination in this country and there is reverse discrimination. We can't hide from each other but I know when you mix alcohol, testosterone and ignorance that there will be a fight. If I'm the odd person in the group, they will air their hatred at me. I get along great with people of every race and economic class. I don't get along with people who are closed-minded, ignorant or lazy. I can tell from your body that you work hard to be good at your sport. You are like a goddess and it makes me want to eat you from head to toe. I have a good body as well but I spend ten hours a week working out to keep it this way. That doesn't include the time I spend playing with friends. I also play basketball, tennis, golf and Ultimate Frisbee while hanging out with friends. You work hard to get what you have, but others think they should have the same things you do without the work." Although it was a tight fit, we all took a shower together and managed to get clean and then get dressed. It was around eleven and the coffee was just finishing when there was a knock on the door. It was Reggie. He had come by to check on me. He was surprised to see Monica and Dani in my room. I think he was a little pissed at his sister but he didn't say anything. I let him in and offered him some coffee. We all sat around the living room and he asked if I was OK? "I'm fine. I have a hard head and luckily I do enough sit ups to take a punch to the gut. I'm sorry if I messed up your party or the number of pledges that want to join up," I said. Reggie said, "Its bullshit, and Tony and I are getting pissed about the attitude of some of the young punks. I may have been that way when I came in also, but Tony and I have both met enough people that we know that it's not about color but respect for another human. Britt, I consider you a good friend. You have done a lot to help me and I see how hard you work. Those guys want to think that you did not need to work for what you achieved but I see a guy who studies hard and gets good grades. I see you work out and you look very good for a white guy. You may have had a leg up on the economic ladder growing up but there are plenty of people that didn't and have done well." "Reggie, I don't blame you, Tony or the girls. I just wish that people would leave me alone in those situations. I've considered getting a gun, but he is not worth killing to save a couple of punches." "I know. That was a party. What if you were in the wrong neighborhood and a gang was involved instead of a pledge? I don't blame you." "Let's talk about something else." "What are the girls doing here this morning?" he asked. I didn't say anything. Dani said, "We just wanted to make sure he was OK and made it home alright. We stayed the night and were just getting up when you came by." "I won't ask about what went on. I know Britt too well." Reggie concluded. Monica said, "Britt didn't do anything that we didn't ask for. You know that. He came home and went to sleep. He told us to go home but we stayed anyway. He has a guest room." I broke in, "I'm hungry, and so should we make something here or go out? I could use an Asher Special. Are you guys up for driving over to Skeeters?" They all nodded and we went out to the Land Cruiser and went to breakfast. They dropped me off and then went back to their own dorms. I went and got out my Harley and ran some errands. I went to the hardware store and had five keys made. I went back, stopped by each of the neighbor's, and gave them each a key in case I ever forgot my key again or they needed something in my apartment. While I was upstairs, I asked April if she wanted to go golfing. She said she did but had already promised her roommate to go to a movie. She invited me but I was not interested. I rode my Harley over to the University golf course. I decided just to hit balls. I got two big buckets and started with my pitching wedge. I picked a spot on the range about twenty yards away and then worked until I had the shot dialed in. I moved out further and repeated the process until I was ready to move up a club. I went through my nine iron, and then my eight iron and so on until I finished off the second bucket. When I got to my five iron, I needed a break. There were some other people around, sitting on benches or at tables outside the pro-shop. I went over and bought a coke. I was feeling good and wanted to get at least through my irons and maybe my woods. I sat on a bench and a guy and girl walked up. "Hi. My name is Mandy and this is Chris. We saw you practicing. You have a nice swing." "Thanks." "We were going to play and wondered if you wanted to join us?" "I would have said yes an hour ago but I have already gone through two extra-large buckets and I still have some clubs I'm working on. If you want to set up something for tomorrow, I can come back in the afternoon and play. If you need a fourth, I can ask my neighbor. She plays but had other commitments today." Mandy asked, "Will 2 PM be too early?" "No. That should be fine. I have a date in the morning but we should be done by noon." "Are you taking her to church or brunch?" Mandy asked. "Um, well, we were going to have coffee and talk. It's with my landlady. She lost her husband a few years ago and is having a tough time. I told her I would have coffee with her on Sunday mornings to see if we can get her back on track." "That's nice of you." Chris said. "I feel bad about what I said, now. That is very sweet of you." Mandy added. "Let me know when you find out the tee time and I'll check with April if you want her to join us." "I'll go check now and let you know," she said. I walked in to get another bucket as Mandy was confirming the 2 PM time. She gave me the thumbs up and I walked back out to hit some more. I did my four iron and three iron. I didn't carry a two or one and had woods for the longer distances. I went to the five wood and it felt good. I went to the three wood and then my driver. I had half a bucket left and pounded drive after drive. I was hitting them straight and around 280 yards when I finished for the day. I knew I should putt some but I felt my arms could not do anymore. I cleaned up my clubs and carried them back to the locker. I thought there was room for another bag, in case April wanted to leave hers out at the course as well. As I rode home, the wind felt great after the sweat. Grime seemed to fill my pores with dirt, so I took a long hot shower. I scrubbed myself down twice and then did the same with my hair. I felt like a new man when I walked into the family room and turned on the tube. There was some golf on and I had some iced tea while I watched the real players smack the ball around the golf course. I got bored after a bit and went over to North Hall. I stopped by to see if Reggie was around but he was out. I went up to see if Karen was around and she was. She was reading a medical book and I said I would leave but she said to come in as she could use a break. We talked for a while and I asked how she was doing with Michelle and Amy? "We are all good. I'm taking your approach, and even though I'm close to Michelle, I know I may have to move somewhere else to go through my residency. We are making the most of our time in the same town. If it came out about her and me then she could also lose her job. So we are acting like friends and only fucking when we have time and privacy." "I don't think her fucking a seventeen-year-old would be a very good cover for her." "No, probably not, but I'm sure she would appreciate the offer. Speaking of offers, do you want to play on the Frisbee team this year? We're looking for new people." I said, "No, I don't think I'll have time, and I would probably just want to fuck all of the girls on the team anyway." "I feel the same way, but I play anyway." "Yes, I understand, but I also do many other things as well, like work out, play tennis and I have a golf game tomorrow. You are going to be a doctor, you should take it up." "I need to exercise not ride around and drink beer," she said. "Well, if you carry a bag full of clubs for four miles and have to stop eighty times to control your body and concentrate on hitting a little ball into a little hole, it can be challenging. When you are forty and you want to get out and do something, it's easier to get a tee time than get twelve people to come out and throw a disc around." She responded, "Maybe you are right but I have people to play with here and it keeps my ass from getting too fat." I said, "I like your ass the way it is so maybe you should keep playing Ultimate." "Too bad I'm a lesbian, huh?" "Karen, I keep telling you that you are bi-sexual. We have been together before. You just haven't explored the other side enough." "And you are here for me when I'm ready to explore." "I can be your guide." "If I ever decide to go on another safari I'll give you a call." "Good. The real thing is better than the piece of rubber that you two use now." "How would you know?" "I have been told by other bisexual women." "I'll think about it. Do you really like my ass? It isn't too fat?" "I have seen it before and I like it a lot. I may have to see it again if you want me to write a letter of recommendation for it." "That's original, you pervert." "Yep. Have you had dinner? I was going to see if Reggie wanted to shoot some pool and grab a bite but he wasn't around, so I thought I might get lucky and find you home." "If you were hoping to get lucky, then you were hoping Amy was home." "Now you are being the pervert. Are you hungry my little perverted slut?" "What are you buying me for dinner?" "Whatever you want." "I would like a big pizza and beer but to keep my ass looking nice maybe we could grab a salad instead." I walked over and rubbed her ass. I asked, "Do you want to drive, or walk somewhere?" "We can walk or I can drive us out to get something. The Shoney's is not the best but they have a salad bar." "That sounds good. Do you want to take my Harley?" "No fucking way. I'll drive," she shot back. We had a nice dinner. I had a salad with her but also had some fish and chips. We had a nice time and she dropped me by my apartment before going back to study. I went up to see if April wanted to play golf and she did. She asked if I wanted to hang out for a while and I said, "Sure." She took me down to my place instead of inviting me into hers. She wanted to play kissy face and then we went to the bedroom for a nice fuck that was casual and not hurried. When we were done, she jumped into the shower and washed off except for her hair. I cleaned up myself and then we went back out to sit in the other room. I felt a little used because she had a boyfriend and I was happy to help her out anytime. I was smiling when she asked. "What are you so happy about, Smiley?" she asked. "I was feeling a little used by you but then thought about it and found that helping a friend out can be a good thing. I don't want to come between you and Angus so we can help each other out when the other needs a little somethin'. I was happy that we are comfortable with each other and can help each other out," I said. "It's nice for me. If I had done this last year, I would have felt bad, like a slut. Now it's like us just helping a friend that needs a little favor. I love your cock. It feels so good." "I'm glad. Hey, tomorrow I have to take care of something in the morning but should be home around noon. I was going to grab some lunch and then we can head over to the course. I have a locker out there to keep my clubs. You can either try to put your clubs in with mine or get your own locker if you don't want to haul them back and forth to play." "That is a good idea. It may force me to get out more often. Maybe we can play on Sunday afternoons," she said. "And if it's raining then we can stay here and have a marathon fuck session." "You are such a pervert. We can see about one fuck but not a marathon session. You would spend all Saturday praying for rain." "You are probably right. We are playing tomorrow with a girl named Mandy and a guy named Chris. I don't know who they are or how good they are. Maybe we should play them for a foot massage so we don't get in too deep?" April said, "You would lose on purpose just to see her undies." "OK, we can play for cash and take our chances. Unless they bet on the Triple Crown last year we should be OK with their stakes." I said. "Speaking of winning did you get everything set up from your winnings to pay the taxes and invest the cash?" "I had Daddy set up a trust like you advised. I then had the taxes set aside in a CD for nine months at 8%. I then bought some bonds with another $15,000. That left $50,000 for investing and I bought silver just like you said. Dad was pissed but I said to him, daddy, I'm going to listen to Britt. He has done very well and I know he keeps all kinds of chart and graphs. He has made millions. Silver is not going bankrupt. If it weren't for Britt, I would not have this money. I have $15,000 in bonds at 10% for five years. I have set aside money to pay the taxes on the winnings. If silver stays the same, I'll average 3% on $65K. If silver goes down, I'll lose some; if it goes up then we will all be happy. I told him that he should put some money in silver as well." "I have millions at $1.80 an ounce. I have already tripled my money but think it will still go up. Something is making the market move. We just have to watch it to make sure we get out at the right time. I'll call you and my grandpa as soon as I see the triggers." "Wow. Millions tripling, that sounds nice." she said. She left soon after that and I went to bed around 11 PM. I was up early and went to get the paper. I read it at the kitchen counter, sitting on a barstool. I finished the paper and hopped on the Harley for the ride over to Dottie's. She had taken two of the chairs that I had given her around to the back garden, and she had coffee set up back there. She met me at the door and invited me in. I gave her a hug once we were inside and she held on a little longer than normal. She thanked me for coming. She grabbed a clipboard and pen. We went out back. Her garden was beautiful with flowers and bushes, and it had a tall privacy fence surrounding it. A small fishpond with a bridge and paths wandered through the garden. It looked like she had a double corner lot, so it was quite large. I told her how wonderful her garden looked. She said, "Thank you. I love the chairs and I have been spending a lot of time out here this week getting it back into shape. I have slacked off over the last few years." "How are you feeling after all of the soul searching you have done?" I asked. "I feel good. I have been working through my thoughts as I have been working in the garden. If I need a break I focus on the gardening until I'm ready to think about it some more." "That sounds like a good approach. I do a lot of thinking when I run and swim. If I need a break, I run or swim harder and then I get back to it. What have you been working on?" "I want to be more active and have more friends. I want to stop feeling sorry for myself. I liked your idea about landscape design. I really enjoy it and have a good feel for what plants will do well in certain places. I don't know if I want to get a full blown degree but would be interested in taking some classes on landscape design." I said, "That sounds like a great start. You can easily use that for your own satisfaction. You can get a job at a garden center or go to work for a designer like Penny or an architectural firm to work on the landscape portion of a job. They all work on a mark up so if they can add in your services then they get more profit." "I like that idea. I have also decided that I want to play cards again. It's a good social activity. It's like working in the garden. You can talk and socialize but if there is a lull, you can focus on playing cards until the conversation comes around. You offered to play with me but I'll not make you do that. If you want to play then I would love to have you there for the first couple times." "I would be happy to play cards with you. School starts back tomorrow but I tend to get my homework done early so I can be free in the evenings. Do you want to pick me up or should I ride over here? You can also ride on the back of my motorcycle." "If you can ride over here, then I could fix you dinner and we can leave to play cards at the Community Center." "What time should I be here?" "6 PM would be good, is that OK?" "Sounds great. Have you thought about camping any?" "I'm still waiting on the information in the mail. I'll let you know later in the week." We had each finished two cups of coffee by the time we were done and it was just before 11 AM. She showed me some things in her garden and the humming birds fascinated me. She had bushes that were there to attract them. I wanted to bring my camera and see if I could capture some in flight. I gave her a hug and she again held on until I squeezed her butt. When she pulled back, I pulled her in for a closed mouthed kiss on the lips. I remembered she liked the submissive pictures and said, "Don't you pull away from me. You will let me hold you until I'm ready to let you go." She looked down and came back into my arms. I held her for thirty seconds and then said, "I'll see you at 6 for dinner on Wednesday." ------- Chapter 27 April didn't want to go out to lunch so she made me a lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches. I had three. She told me that I was messing up her grocery budget. I asked for a coke but she only had Tab so I had water instead. I know in the future I will like the taste of Diet Coke and Diet Dr. Pepper but Tab and Diet Pepsi never passed the taste test for me. We met Chris and Mandy at the course. We had taken the Land Cruiser over so we could bring April's clubs. She got her own locker and I got my clubs out for the day. Chris and Mandy were warming up on the putting green. April and I split a small bucket of balls at the driving range to get our bodies loosened up. We went back to the putting green and I watched Mandy and then Chris to see how good they were. They were all right. Not great, but they had both played before. We all putted for ten minutes. I was going to walk while April wanted to ride. Chris and Mandy were also going to ride. I put my clubs on Aprils cart to speed up play. I tend to play slower when I carry my clubs so I don't get as tired. We were at the first tee box. As the group in front of us teed off and went down the fairway, I asked, "So are we just playing or competing, teams or individuals?" Chris said, "I'm an eight handicap and Mandy is a sixteen. What were you thinking?" I said, "I have played twice since we have been back and I hit balls yesterday. The last time I had a handicap I was a twelve but I shot ten over the other day so I'm not sure what I'm right now. April and I played once last year and she scored a twelve over if I remember correctly. Why don't we play as teams but I will put my score against Chris and April can put her score against Mandy. If we both win or one wins and one ties a hole, then the hole goes to that team. If there is a winner and a loser from the same team or two ties then the hole is a tie. We can play front nine score. Back nine score and total score, based on holes won. How does that sound?" Mandy said, "What are the stakes?" April said, "Whatever you want. If you are sandbagging too bad we just won't play with you next week." Mandy replied, "Already looking for a rematch. How about we bet $1 dollar for each hole, $5 per side, and $5 for the whole round. That means if we win every hole we would get $18 for the holes. Then also $5 each for the front back and round or another $15 so the maximum loss would be $33. Is that out of your range?" April was playing the psychology games and said, "Britt was hoping to get a foot massage from Mandy if we won or at least some real money. Would $10 a hole be out of your price range?" I looked at April to see what games she was playing. She never stopped looking at Mandy. Mandy said, "That is a little steep since we have never played together. How about $2 a hole, and when we win, Britt can give me a foot massage. Chris would like one from you as well." April said, "OK, $2 a hole and whoever pays the most to the other team at the end of the round also has to give the other a thirty minute foot massage and buy the first round." "Deal," said Mandy. By then we were up and I let Chris hit first. He had a nice drive off to the right side of the fairway about 250 yards. I played right down the middle about 280, a hundred yards short of the pin. We went down to the ladies tees and Mandy let April hit first and she was off to the left but still in the fairway. Mandy hit to the center of the fairway but a little short of April. I walked and April rode ahead to get her shot set up. Chris hit first and it barely stayed on the green. He had over-hit it. Mandy left hers on the front of the green. April also hit short but didn't make it on. I had 100 yards and had practiced it a ton yesterday. I stuck it three feet from the hole with a short birdie putt. April chipped to ten feet and then Chris putted but had six feet left for a par. Mandy putted to about five feet. Chris just picked up since I had beaten him. April missed it right and had a tap in tap in for bogie. If Mandy made her putt we would split the hole, if she missed we would be up one. She missed it short and a little right by five inches. We were up one hole and $2 each. April said, "Nice one. I can feel the foot massage already." "Don't count your chickens just yet." Mandy shot back. I said to Chris, "Do you feel like we are just pawns in this game they are playing?" He replied, "Mandy can be very competitive. It sounds like April is as well." "I have never seen her quite like this, but she likes to show her panties when she gets a foot massage so you may want to throw a few holes." I guess the girls were listening because April said, "I can't believe you said that." Mandy came back with, "Chris, you better not throw any holes to see her panties. Britt may want to throw a few to see mine though." "OK, there will be no throwing of holes." I said. The next was a par 3 with water in front. I had honors. I grabbed my five iron and took a smooth swing. It bounced and released to 15 feet past the hole. Chris was about the same distance maybe a little closer but off to the right. The girls had a 115 yard shot. April went first and was 10 feet short. Mandy was off to the right as well at around 12 feet. I told April that she hit a nice shot and grabbed my putter for the walk to the green. I was up first and read my shot. I don't take too much time on the green so I hit my shot and missed to the right for a tap in par. Chris had a par. Then Mandy missed and tapped in for a par. Mandy said, "No pressure. It is just to win the hole." April said, "Is that all? It looks like I should make it and take your money." She stood over the put and then lipped it but missed to the left. She tapped in for par and we tied the hole. There was no carry over to add this hole to the next so we moved on. The third hole was a long 575-yard par 5. I hit 280 off the tee and still had 300 to get there. Chris hit his about 240. The girls got a 140 gift to the ladies starting point and they both out drove me by 50 yards. We all hit our three woods and I was the closest with a 50-yard chip left. The rest were at the 100-yard marker. Chris hit his well, the girls were both about 20 feet out. I pushed mine to the right for a 30-foot putt. I rolled it close but had 4 feet left. The girls both missed for tap ins. Chris could win the hole for his team if he sunk it. He did get the birdie and took the hole. We were all square after three holes. We won the next one after Chris hit into the woods and the girls tied. We tied the fifth hole when Chris beat me and April beat Mandy. We came to six, a long 207 par 3 (131 for the girls). Chris had honors and couldn't get his ball to stop and it jumped off the back of the green. I hit mine to land a little short and after it released, I was pin high, to the right. Mandy and April both hit it on, but both had 15 - 20 foot putts. Both girls two-putted for par. Chris chipped on but grounded his club and left himself a 20-foot putt. He two-putted for a bogie. I actually made mine for a birdie. We were up three to one after six holes. We tied the remaining holes one way or another, for us to take the front side with a net two holes. I asked Chris about Mandy and he said that she was from Atlanta and her dad was a dentist. They had met here at the course the first week of school two years ago, and they play every Sunday when school is in session and it isn't raining. April started to laugh. Mandy asked, "What's so funny? Did I miss a joke?" April said, "No, Britt mentioned that we could maybe start to play on Sunday afternoons as well. He said, "Unless It's raining," and then we could go to his place and screw like bunnies. When Chris said unless it was raining, I filled in the rest of the sentence with Britt's perverted comment." "Are you boyfriend and girlfriend?" "No, just friends. I have a boyfriend, who goes to MIT, but he knows Britt and that we go out and do stuff together." Mandy asked, "Britt, do you have a girlfriend?" "The girl showing me her panties is the girlfriend of the moment. What about you guys?" "We are just friends. Chris is studying pre-med. I'm in the engineering program. We study a bunch and then try to take Sundays off. We have gone out before but are not a couple." "Friends with benefits?" "What is that?" April said, "Don't listen to the pervert. He was asking if you were friends that fuck each other for fun, or to help each other out." Mandy said, "No benefits, how about you?" April said, "We have benefits, but that may end soon if he doesn't shape up. By the way, I'm in the engineering program as well. I'm a sophomore this year." "That's cool, what about you, Britt?" "What about me?" "What are you studying?" "I thought you were asking about being cut off or being my friend. I'm studying for a business degree." "He does think with his little head," Mandy said to April. April said, "They are about the same size, but I know what you mean." We caught both Mandy and Chris off guard with that comment and she blushed. We teed off on the back nine and things were much less tense. The break at the turn made everyone seem more human and it turned into a game and not a war. When I finished my four-mile walk for the day, we had won the front, lost the back, but won the match and netted one hole. With that, we ended up winning $2 for the hole, $5 for the round and pushed on front and back. They owed $7 for a round of drinks and a 30-minute foot massage. Play took 3 1/2 hours, so we finished at 5:30. Mandy asked where we wanted to go for drinks. I said, "Why don't you go change and pick up a six pack. I will fix spaghetti for dinner. How does that sound?" "Sounds good to me," said Chris. Mandy agreed and April gave directions. We were shooting for 7 pm, so no hurry. I had April drive to the store. I got some Italian sausage and ground beef. I had onion and garlic at the house and I picked up a loaf of French bread, some Parmesan cheese and a couple jars of sauce. When we got back to the apartment, I put on a pair of shorts and a golf shirt after my shower. I cut up the onion and garlic and started to cook them in some olive oil. Then I cut up the sausage into 2" pieces and they went into the pan. After cooking them through, I browned the ground beef with some oregano and started the garlic bread. I put the beef, sausage, garlic, onion and sauce in a pot to simmer. Water was at a boil, waiting on the guests. The bread was ready and the broiler was broiling. They knocked around five minutes until seven and we welcomed them in. April had just sat at the counter, talked to me, and told me it smelled good. I dropped the pasta into the salted water and then slipped the bread under the broiler on the second rack. I asked if they wanted a beer or some wine. They said wine so the beer went in the fridge and I poured some wine. When the pasta was al dente, I strained it and then dumped it in with the sauce and stirred it to let it finish cooking. With the bread almost done, I asked if anyone wanted a salad and everyone passed. I served the pasta with some grated Parmesan on top and the bread on the side. We were all hungry and everyone loved the pasta. April said, "It's cool how you cut the sausage, made little meatballs and then cooked the rest of the meal that turned out very well." Chris and I were not afraid to have seconds but the girls needed to watch their figures. I asked Chris if he knew Karen. He said he knew who she was but that was all. Mandy and April talked about the engineering program. April asked Mandy about why she didn't go to Georgia Tech. "It's a good school, but so is Florida. I wanted to get away from home but stay in the south where it's warm." April said, "I came here for the same reason. My dad says that Georgia Tech and Florida are two of the public schools that he will accept for his employees. Purdue, Illinois, Michigan and a couple of the California colleges are on the list, with MIT and Stanford from the private side." "Is your dad an engineer?" "Yes, he has a firm in New York City. I had to kick pretty hard to let me come down here but the school has a great reputation." I got up and took the dishes in to soak and came back to top off the wine. I told April to move into the living room and I cleaned the kitchen. It took 10 minutes and I brought in the wine and sat in an open chair. Chris seemed to be the quiet one and Mandy spoke for them. When the engineering discussion ended, Mandy asked, "Where are your roommates?" "I don't have any." Chris was looking at the pictures around the room. He said, "You have a nice place here. It's close to campus and has a nice feel to it." Mandy said, "I like it too. It must be nice not to have roommates. I have three. We share a two-bedroom place." April said, "I live upstairs and they aren't all this nice. We all got the upgraded counter tops and new carpet this year, but Britt got the wood floors, the new paint and baseboards. He also has a patio out by the pool. I share a three-bedroom with two others." Chris asked, "Did you take these pictures? Some are really good." Before I could say anything, April said, "I love them too. He did a great job framing them and laying out the placement as well." Mandy got up and started to look around. She turned on some lights to get a better look. She didn't say anything but you could see her chewing on her lower lip as she studied them. When she and Chris finished, Chris came over to sit down. He handed me $7 and said, "I may have to lose every week if you are going to fix dinner. That was awesome dude." He sat on the coffee table and picked up April's foot. He looked at his watch and started. I noticed that April wore shorts. They did have loose leg holes but no straight shot to heaven like when she wore the skirt for me. When Mandy came back from the bathroom, she saw the foot massage that April was giving and saw the $7 next to me on the end table. She went and got $7 for April and then said, "I can't believe I let you talk me into this. I would have rather paid $20, but I'm not a welsher. Give me your foot." She sat in front of me and she did wear a skirt. Mandy kept her legs together as she started but I was teasing her with my feet and would use my heel to press into her mound. I would brush her nipples with my toes. I also would push up on her skirt and down between her legs so that she would give me a panty shot. I saw her nipples harden. Mandy said, "April is he usually like this? He is trying to rape me with his feet." April said, "I wouldn't know. I have never lost to him. He does have great legs and feet though. Doesn't he?" "Britt, behave or I will have to stop." I said, "You can make the rules for the next time you lose. I think next time it should be a back and shoulder massage. None of you even walked. I don't know why you need a foot massage anyway. I think we should get naked and the loser gives the winner a thirty minute massage with a happy ending." "What does that mean?" Mandy asked. Chris said, "A happy ending is when you masturbate or massage the person to orgasm." "That is a very clinical definition, Chris. Thank you. If I had answered, I would have been called a pervert." April said, "You were the one that brought it up. You are a pervert." "But I'm your pervert." "I'm thinking about disowning you. If you hadn't paid me so much to be your friend, you would be history." "Ouch. Your words hurt more than Mandy's nails." Mandy said, "I'll figure out something suitable with April." I said, "Good, she's a pervert too." Chris finished his massage for April and moved to the couch next to her. She hugged him and kissed his cheek. She said, "Thanks that felt great. You should be a doctor with those hands." Mandy went to stop but I looked at my watch and said, "Four more minutes." She kept on for four more minutes. She went to stand and I pulled her onto my lap and kissed her cheek. I said, "Thanks that felt great. You should be a milk maid with those hands." "A what?" "You know someone that milks cows." "I don't know if that is good or bad. I will take it as good so I don't have to smack you." "Some people like to be smacked but I'm not one of them. So thank you." She didn't try to climb off my lap. I thought about putting the moves on her but I knew she had come with Chris and I didn't think that April wanted to be my wingman while I took Mandy to bed. So I asked, "So are we going to play every week and will we keep the same teams?" April said, "Sounds good to me." Mandy said, "We can try it." Chris said, "What if it rains?" I replied, "We can come over here and play strip poker until an orgy breaks out." "You are such a pervert," the girls said in unison. Chris said, "Sounds good to me." Chris and Mandy left and April said goodnight. I asked, "Did you want to give me a blow job? It'll bring you good luck in your classes." "How do you figure that?" "You sound like Jack and the Beanstalk's mom. You don't believe in the magic seed." She said, "What the hell. Do you want to return the favor? It may help me sleep better." We went back to my room and I let her get on top for a very nice 69. ------- Chapter 28 School was back in session. Micro economics, marketing, accounting, communications and finance courses were on the schedule. The entertainment schedule consisted of basketball on Monday nights, tennis on Tuesday and Thursday nights, Spades with Dottie on Wednesday nights, coffee with Dottie on Sunday mornings and golf with Chris, Mandy and April on Sunday afternoons. Monday afternoons, Shannon would be by to clean. Workout, run and swim every morning except Sunday. I'm up at 6:30 every morning and back from my swim at the pool by 8 AM. I tried the pool out back but I had to swim sixty lengths to get my 1,000 yards and I would lose count and get dizzy from all of the flips, so I used the school's pool. My last class of the day finished by 1 PM, so I guess that makes me a morning person. I study right after class and I read ahead or review until 5 PM unless I have more work to do. It was Monday, I did my routine and all was good. I was studying when there was a knock at the door. When I opened the door, it was Shannon coming to clean the place. She gave me a hug and thanked me for helping her start a business. Next, I gave her a key just in case I wasn't home. I asked about noise, and she said that besides vacuuming and the washer and dryer it should be quiet. Since I had wood floors, the vacuum acted more like an electric broom before she mopped. She changed the sheets, did the laundry, cleaned the kitchen and bath, vacuumed and mopped, wiped down the baseboards and dusted, and folded the laundry that she had started at the beginning. She asked if I wanted her to iron for me and I said, "Yes, please." Shannon turned on the TV, set up the board, ironed, and put away my clothes. I loved it. I paid her $40 and she said we had agreed on $25. I said, "Did that include ironing and supplies?" She said, "It does include supplies. I just did the ironing because we are friends. You have nice clothes and I wanted to help you keep them nice." "Then consider $10 for the ironing and $5 for a tip. How was your time with Reggie the other day?" "I was excited. The taboo of being with a black guy and knowing that Benji was right down the hall had me all worked up. We went at each other for almost two hours before I went back. Reggie checked the hall so nobody saw me enter or leave his room. Do you have anything planned for me today?" I said, "I kind of forgot you were starting today. You can always give me a blowjob," and that is exactly what she did. She took off her top and spent twenty minutes worshiping my cock with her mouth and hands. She took it all and didn't miss a drop. I ate at home, walked over to Reggie's place and had an iced tea with him at the cafeteria while he finished his dinner. When we got to the basketball courts, Tony was there. Reggie and I prevailed, with Tony on our team, as we won four out of the five games we played. They both apologized again for the fight at the party. I told them I was past it. I made it back home and it was back to the "early to bed early to rise" routine. Tuesday I had finance and communications. They both should be easy as long as I go to class, find out what the teacher thinks is important, and read the book. Tuesday night I met up with John. We played tennis. He told me about his confession to Cathy and she was more upset about missing my birthday than him being with someone else. She was going to stop by tonight while we played to say hi. She had stopped by my apartment a couple times before, but I was always out. He also told me that Shannon had stopped by today and did a great job. She even offered to iron and didn't complain about the pile of dishes in the sink. He offered to pay extra for the ironing. I told him that he should ask her if she wants to have a three way with him and Cathy and to tell her that I suggested it. I said, "Make sure you have made Cathy aware of it before you do or you may have Shannon sucking your dick while Cathy pounds on your skull." Cathy did stop by but I was too sweaty even to consider giving her a hug. She complained about not inviting her but I explained that it was a surprise party put together by a girl from Tampa in about twenty minutes. Then again, "I don't even have your phone number." She said she would write it down for me and I told her that I had a key made for her, in case she needed to get in while I was out. I guess I was trusting because I had given out five keys that gave access to ten people not including Dottie, the landlady. Wednesday was a duplicate of Monday, but after studying, I went to have dinner with Dottie. She was a good cook and I was expecting meatloaf. Isn't that always the first thought from a college kid, looking for a home cooked meal? I got chicken parmesan instead and it was wonderful. She felt bad that I was still looking to eat more when she ran out of food. She had been cooking for herself so she had just doubled the recipe. I would survive the night and she would make more next time. We went to play cards at the community center. There were about twenty couples and it surprised me to see that many. They had set up five tables, with the winners staying at each table and the losers rotating clockwise around the circle of tables. We did not get up all night and played six of the nine other couples. We were in the zone. We both bid aggressively, helping each other when we missed a trick that we should have won. We also attacked and set the other teams when the bids were high. In other words, we played the same style and complemented each other very well. We met some of the other couples, started to talk about the club and how it worked. Fred Miller explained it best. People come here to meet other people in a neutral setting. If we meet some that play at our level and we get along with them, we can then meet on other nights in our homes or other places. Some couples do both, some just play here and some leave once they have found some other couple or couples they enjoy playing with. You can try to show up alone and sometimes there is an extra person that will join you, but most people come with a partner to make sure they can play. He also said that some play for money like a penny a point, up to a dollar per point, but usually not here at the community center. Dottie and I joked on the way home and rehashed some of the more exciting plays of the night. She invited me in when we got back to her place. She put on some coffee. While it was brewing, I pulled her onto my lap and put my hand around her back and onto her right butt cheek. I kissed her cheek and she put her arms around my neck. I asked, "Have you taken the time to put onto paper what you want to do about your social life?" "I would say that the card playing and possibly camping will help me to meet other people with the same interests and hobbies. The difficult part was looking at the pictures with you. It reminded me that I'm a sexual person and that the friendships and conversation may not be enough. I have spent a lot of time thinking about sex and the feelings you have awakened in me." "The coffee will be another ten minutes. Why don't you take off your top and see if you can get me off by then. I could use a blowjob and you could use some more 'nourishment' the way you have been starving yourself." She looked at me and I could tell she wanted to, but this was a big step. I would be the first since her husband. So I said, "Go ahead, woman. Quit wasting time." She stood and took off her top. She had a large chest, I would say D or DD size cup, with a thin waist and nice hips. Her aureoles were larger than a silver dollar and her nipples were the size of a number two pencil eraser. I liked the mature look and she looked very fit except that her breasts and ass both sagged slightly. I reached over and grabbed the cushion off the chair next to me and she knelt on it. She unzipped me and undid the button and belt I was wearing to get at my dick. It was larger than her husband's was so she held it with both hands. She was nervous but leaned in to lick the head. She did the same thing again and I put my hand on the back of her head and put pressure to force her to take me into her mouth. She had to move her top hand as she took about five inches in until it pressed against the back of her throat. The suction was just right and the feel of her tongue as it flattened and pressed against the underside of my cock felt good. She got into a rhythm and I gave her words of encouragement and praise. She picked up the pace, using one hand to jack me off and the other to caress my balls. My balls are sensitive and I don't like anyone to play with them too rough but she had a nice touch. It had been some time since the coffee finished, but she got me off and I rested my hand on the back of her head until she had swallowed and cleaned up the saliva on my cock. I took my hand off her head and she looked up like a dog waiting for a treat. I said, "That was wonderful, Dottie, just wonderful. Now go get us some coffee. She reached for her top that was lying on the table but I put my hand on it and shook my head. She was wearing a pair of nice shorts and some low-heeled sandals. She went to get the coffee. When she was carrying it back topless, I stood and we went into the living room. She was flushed with nervousness. I asked, "Dottie, did you enjoy that as much as I did?" "I'm not sure. I felt like I was cheating on my husband. I felt like I was corrupting a young boy. I felt like I was both pleasing a man and was pleasing to that man. I felt like you were in control and I didn't have to worry because you were making the decisions, not me." "Dottie, sadly, your husband has passed. You are not corrupting me. We may have broken some morality laws but the legal people designed them to protect the innocent, which I'm not. You were pleasing to me and I was in control. I want you to get back in the game. I'm not going to marry you and you are not going to be my one and only. Just as an eagle can be hurt and then someone can rehabilitate it so they go back into the wild, I want to get you strong enough to go back into the wild. How does that sound?" "Britt, it sounds scary. I trust you and I want to trust you, but I'm not ready for you to share me or give me away. I want to give myself to you but I'm afraid." "Dottie, I'm not your master. I'm your friend. I'm not taking over your life, but just a small part of it that you are afraid to take care of yourself. I'll not share you, sell you or give you away. I want you to grow stronger and more confident as a woman and as a sexual creature. You will have a safe word, 'elephant, ' in case we go too far. Do you know about safe words?" "Yes, 'elephant' is my new safe word." "Are you comfortable with what I just said?" "I want to be but I'm scared." "On the first Sunday of the month we will discuss where we are and how you feel and where we want this relationship to go. Is that OK?" "Yes. Thank you." "Good, now stand and take off your shorts and underwear. Leave the shoes on and lean over the back of the couch. I'm going to fuck you, hard, from behind. Do I need to wear a condom?" "I'm not on the pill as my husband and I could not have children, so I could get pregnant but right now would not be the best time. I want to feel you inside me and I would love to have a child, but I don't think it could happen today. I'm not sure if it was me or my husband that caused us not to have children." "I'm going to fill your womb with sperm and put a baby in your tummy. I can't wait to see your big beautiful tits get even larger as your stomach grows. My family has a history of twins and even a set of triplets. Maybe we can start a baby farm." She was wet and had an orgasm almost as soon as I entered her. She had four more as I told her about the babies we would have and that she wouldn't be able to work because of the children she would be taking care of. I did fill her and she collapsed over the couch. I saw my cum run out of her pussy and down her thighs. She finally gathered enough strength to push herself up and off the couch. She turned to me and I pointed to my cock. She looked at my half-deflated cock and took it in her mouth to lick it clean of our combined juices. When she was done she asked, "Do you really have a history of twins?" I said, "No, we have a history of only one child households. I plan to fuck you so hard that the power of my sperm slamming into your egg splits the egg in two and makes identical twins. I hope they are beautiful girls with big beautiful tits and a beautiful full ass just like their mom. I'll have you fucking all of the boys to keep them away from your daughters. You would have to take care of them to protect my girls. What do you think about that?" "I don't think I'll be able to think of much else until you come back on Sunday." "I may have to stop by and check on you before Sunday." I got dressed but I wouldn't let her do the same. I walked to the door and gave her a kiss while she stood naked in front of me. I rode home. I was hoping to get her confidence back. I would break her down and then build her back up. Thursday went fine. Friday was a light day. I made sure to finish all my homework, read ahead in every subject, and start any projects that I believed would be coming up. Monica came by and said that she had to go to the Alpha party but wanted to have my cum inside of her so when those black boys came sniffing around, she would know that they were too late. She may let one lick her pussy while my spunk was still in her. I didn't want to get into the middle of things but I could see that this was one of her fantasies. I asked where Dani was and she said that Reggie is trying to keep her away from all guys. "She may try to stop by after the party if I know the little tart. Will you please fuck me, master?" she asked. I took her to my room and tied her hands to the posts at the foot of my bed so I could bend her over. I used my hand to smack her ass hard about ten times. I could see the redness start to cover her mocha colored skin. I stepped behind her and grabbed her hips as I fucked her rough and hard. I was slamming into her and she was moaning and grunting. This went on for around fifteen minutes. She came a couple times but the hardest was when I talked about my slave bringing her momma over to see me and take care of me. I clicked off a couple pictures from behind. She did shower but left her pussy the way it was. She was dressed and headed over to the party. It was still early and when I walked Monica to the door, I noticed April on the stairs. I said goodbye to Monica and asked April what she was doing. "I heard the moaning through the floor and wanted to see who you were pounding into submission down here." I replied, "You were just wishing it was you." "Maybe. Do you have plans tonight? Have you had dinner?" "No and no. Do you want to go out with the master and get something to eat?" April said, "Yes, master." "I want to take the Harley so wear a short dress so you can show everyone your goodies." "Do you really want to take the Harley?" "Yep, you will enjoy it. I'll meet you here in three minutes. Go." I went in and grabbed two helmets. I had on shorts and a t-shirt so I put on some sneakers. When April joined me, she had on the same type of outfit. I asked, "What happened to the dress?" "I was too chicken." "Get on, chicken." "Yes, master." We rode out of town towards Ocala, and found a local bar and grill. It was Gator themed, but the crowd was more horsemen and women that took care of the farms around this area. We slid into a booth and April ordered a pitcher of beer. The guy came back and dropped it off. We ordered burgers and fries. A nice looking lady, around 19-20, came in and talked to the bartender. He pointed to us and she came over. Her name was Rachel. "Hey, is that your bike out front?" "Yeah. I got it a couple weeks ago." "How do you like it? I have a '76 Shovelhead." I said, "I heard you pull up. I like it, but really picked that model so I would have room to carry stuff. Would you like to join us? I can get another glass. We are just having some burgers." "Cool. Are you OK with it?" she asked April. April replied, "Whatever my master wants." I was as surprised at the answer as Rachel was. Rachel looked at me and I shrugged and said, "She needed someone to take control of her wild side, so she is trying me on for size tonight." Rachel had been around the barn so she was not shy around gutter talk. She asked, "What size is that?" "Extra-large of course." I smiled with the delivery and we all chuckled. I went to the bar and put in an order for another burger and grabbed a glass from the bar man. When I came back, the girls were talking. Rachel was finishing up, "And it is like riding a full-sized vibrator." April looked up at me and said, "After dinner we should take a ride with Rachel. She knows all of the roads around here." I nodded in response. April asked if we wanted another pitcher but both Rachel and I said no. I told April that since she wasn't driving I would be happy to get whatever she wanted, but a motorcycle is not the place to be when you are drunk. She had a double screwdriver and we ate our burgers. I did take the time to look over Rachel's Shovelhead. It was a nice bike in all black and chrome. I followed her through some back roads. She would open it up on the straights and April would hold on tight as she pressed her tits into my back. She also had her pussy pressed against the small bump in the front of her seat that kept her from sliding forward off the seat. She was taking Rachel's advice and using the rumble of the motor and the bumps in the road to get herself revved up. We cut across a dirt road that had a washboard effect. We pulled into a small house with a carport attached. There was a small car there. She pulled up onto the concrete and shut it down. I pulled up next to her and parked. She said, "I needed to use the ladies room. This is my house; do you want to come in?" It was a small place with a kitchen and family room to the left and a bedroom and bath to the right. The whole place was only about 500 square feet. She led us in and then went into the bathroom. When she came out, April went in. I said, "I thought that women always used the bathroom together." Rachel said, "That is not to use the bathroom but to talk about our dates. There is not enough room in there to hang out and talk." "Oh, you are going to get in trouble for letting out the female race's secrets." She walked up to me and said, "How far do you want this to go tonight?" I said, "I have a date at 9 am on Sunday. What about you?" "I have to take care of some horse at 7 am tomorrow, but I'm talking about tonight." "I think we can have some fun. I would love to fuck my slave as she eats your cunt." She had a shiver come over her. She replied, "I love horses and I love horse cocks. Are you really an extra-large?" Just then, April came out of the bathroom. I grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. She started to panic and grabbed for the bottom of the shirt when I said, "Your master wants you naked." It took a second for her to change roles, but she was taking down her shorts by the time I got to her bra. I said, "Take out my cock and get it hard so Rachel can decide if it is big enough for her." April started on my shorts and shoes as I slipped my shirt over my head. Rachel was unbuttoning her western shirt and C cup bra as she watched my cock come into view. When it finally settled to hang naturally, one of her hands went to her pussy to squeeze her clit. I had April get me hard and then I took her and pulled her to her feet. Rachel had long, straight black hair. She had an accent as if she were from Australia. She was very pretty and had tits that were too large for her body. She had muscular legs that came into view as she took off her jeans. She looked somewhat funny standing naked in just the pair of tube socks she wore under her riding boots. I went to her as if I was going to hug her, and picked her up over my shoulder instead. I dumped her on her bed and then took off the socks. I spread her feet wide with my hands. I was standing with my hard cock about two feet from her snatch and she had lust in her eyes as she looked at it. I told April to get her ready and she went to town on Rachel. I had planned to fuck April while she worked on Rachel, but instead I went up and put it in Rachel's face. She started to suck on it and she was moaning on my cock as she used her hands and mouth to try to get at as much of me as she could. I was on my knees and reached down to play with her nipples as I talked nasty to both girls. I pulled away from Rachel and had her move so that April could lie down. I had Rachel ride her face while she watched me plow my cock into April. I sat back on my heels and April bridged her back to let me enter her. Rachel had a great view of me and April's joining. Rachel took turns on her own nipples and then April's. Both girls came and then I came right after April. Rachel was not shy and replaced my cock with her tongue. I reached into my wallet and found a rubber, one rubber. I slipped it on and came into Rachel from behind. She went off on it and she was in heaven. She had a hard time concentrating on April. She had the wide hips and legs of someone that straddled a horse all day. She took all of me. She must have had the largest pussy I had ever fucked. I don't think she was too disappointed because she came like a fountain and I could see and feel her juices running down her thighs. It took a good forty minutes to get my cum. I should have Rachel send a thank you card to Monica. I would have loved to spend the night and fuck ourselves senseless but I was out of rubbers and Rachel had to work in five hours. I didn't give her my phone number and she didn't offer hers. April gave her a big kiss and then I went over directions back to Gainesville before we headed out. April was in a great mood but very tired. If I had a car, I'm sure she would have slept on the way home. I'm glad it was a warm night. When we got back, I took her into my place, scrubbed her clean, and dumped her in my bed. I went out and made sure everything was in order. I went back to brush my teeth and then crawled in with the naked April. ------- Chapter 29 I awoke to someone knocking on my door. I grabbed my gym shorts and went to see that it was Tori. She asked, "Is April here? She didn't come home last night and her mom is calling to talk to her. I told her that she must have gone for her morning run." I walked back into my room to wake April, and Tori followed. April sat up and looked at Tori. "What's wrong?" "I don't know but the phone rang and nobody answered. It started to ring again and I got it. It was your mom asking to talk to you. I went into your room and the bed was made so I told your mom that I thought you may have been out on a run and I would have you call as soon as you got back." April said, "Thanks." as she got her naked body out of bed and reached for her clothes. I followed her up to make sure she was OK. She called her mom who picked up the phone on the first ring. April lied and said she was out running because in the end it would save a hassle. Her mom said that Angus's mom, Marilee, had passed away. She had a stroke in the night. The funeral would be sometime later in the week and she wanted April to know. April thanked her mom for the call. She told me and didn't know what to do. I told her to call Angus at MIT. She called Angus and told him how sorry she was and that she loved him. She didn't know what else to do so she said that he could call her anytime and that she would pray for his mom and their family. She felt very down for a couple reasons so I just held her. For some reason, Tori was acting like a bitch. It may be because she had to get her friend out of my bed to talk to her boyfriend. I could understand the reaction if she didn't understand their relationship. I sat on the couch and just held her. She was not very close to Marilee but they knew each other and she felt bad for Angus. She cried a bit for Angus, knowing how she would feel if it were her mother. I asked if she wanted to go for a run and she did. I went down, did a quick workout, and then ran with her. We didn't talk much and I just stayed at her pace and followed her through her route. When we got back, she was so tired and worn out that we just said goodbye. I gave her a kiss and a hug and told her to come by if she needed anything. I turned and ran hard for another four miles and then went by the pool to swim. When I came back and let myself in, April was on my couch with a blanket and a pillow from the guest room. She had the TV on but I don't know if she was watching it. Tori had started to bitch at her and April told her, "Fuck off." She took a shower and came down but I wasn't here so she went back and got my key. Fran didn't want to take sides. April said that Angus knew everything that she did and she knew everything that he did. She didn't go pick up a new guy every weekend at a frat party and then hope she could remember how to get her drunken ass home. Very angry, she stormed out and came down to my place. I was gone for almost an hour including my walk home. I took a shower and then sat on the couch. I put her head on my lap, stoked her face and told her it would be all right. I did get her to drink some soup. I gave her a little energy when I told her that we would still have to kick Chris and Mandy's ass tomorrow. I wasn't going to let her ruin the match just because she was feeling mopey. I said, "I'll call my travel agent on Monday to see if we can fly to New York on Friday morning and then fly back here on Sunday." "You would go with me?" "Of course. I liked Rodney, Marilee and Angus. I think pretty highly of Angus' girlfriend as well." "Angus has been dating a girl at MIT. Her name is Laura. I wonder if she will be there." I said, "If he wants you on his arm, you will be there. If he has Laura on his arm, I'll be there for you. Don't worry about something that is out of your control. We are going to show support for Angus and his father." April stayed at my place all day and called her mom to give her my number. She also called Angus, gave him my number, and asked him to call when they set the date and time for the services. She said she was going to try to make it, but it depended on classes and flights. He took down my number and said he was going to drive home in the morning and would let us know when he heard about the arrangements. April slept with me again but we didn't have sex. I went over to Dottie's in the morning for coffee. She had a coffee cake as well and said she didn't want me to be hungry. I told her about the passing of April's boyfriend's mom. Dottie said she was sorry to hear that. I asked her if she could feel my babies inside of her yet and she began to cry. I asked her what was wrong. "Britt, I'm so confused. I feel like you are so young and all but I want a baby. I have always wanted a baby but we tried and tried and I never conceived. You made me so excited the other night. What do we do if I end up pregnant? I would be so happy but what about you?" "Dottie, the honest answer is scary to me. I would be happy for you and the baby, but I couldn't commit to being a 'dad.' I said before that I'm here for a college degree and then I'm off to build my empire. I don't want your baby to hate the father that left them at birth or expect someone to coach their baseball team or show up at their dance recitals. I would feel bad that I couldn't and wouldn't be there for you and our baby. I could pay some child support but we would have to decide on that ahead of time. I don't want to spend a bunch of time in court because you think our son or daughter needs a new Ferrari." "Britt, I don't want any money and I know you can't be there for us. I would sign any document to have a baby, to have your baby." "You should contact an attorney and let them know that you have a donor to help you conceive. Just list the father as father without any name. They cannot make you disclose the father's name. The baby would have John Doe listed but there are tests that they can run to determine the father and I don't want that coming back later in life. I'll be there when I can if you want me to but you will need to let them know that you chose to do this because you wanted a baby. Do you understand?" "Yes. I'll go in the morning. I love what you have done to me and for me. I feel like a new woman since I have met you." "Good, let's go out to the garden. I want to see you naked sucking my dick in your beautiful garden. If you have the document by Wednesday, I'll put a baby in you. I'll be in New York next weekend so I'll not be here for coffee." "It will be two weeks until I'm most fertile. I hope I'm not too old. I have hope for a child." "Or two." "Or two." she repeated. She left her clothes on the patio and followed me to a bench in a corner of the garden with purple flowers climbing the fence. I had her sit and spread her legs. I stepped between them and had her lean forward to take me in her mouth. I spread my legs some and my balls hung heavy as they dangled between my legs. They swung back and forth with her up and down motion. I came after ten minutes. I looked down and said. "I want you to shave all of the hair around your pussy. I may want to eat that snatch when I get back from New York." She looked embarrassed but said, "Yes sir." I did play cards with her again on Wednesday and we lost one game. There were a few couples that we enjoyed being with, and talked about possibly getting together with them outside of the community center. I got a blowjob afterwards, but as she had indicated on Sunday, she had started her period. I didn't look but she hinted that she was smooth down below. April and I played golf with Chris and Mandy. Despite my threat, April was off and it cost me five holes, both sides and the match. I gave Mandy $50 and told her that we would be out of town for a funeral next week but we would be back and out for blood the following week. I told Chris that Mandy had his money so he should get it from her. She could buy him dinner since I was not cooking tonight. I offered to buy a round at the clubhouse but he said not to worry about it. Monday was back to my normal routine, so after class I called my travel agent in Orlando. She found a noon flight on Friday to Newark and then a return flight that left at seven and arrived in Gainesville at 10 pm on Saturday. I called April's mom and she told me the funeral was at 7 pm on Friday. I booked two tickets and a driver to meet us at the airport. I asked April about sleeping in New York. I was going to get a hotel but didn't know if she would rather stay with her parents. She said I could stay at their house. Her dad was in Japan and would not be back for two more weeks. I could stay in the guest room. We arranged with our teachers and both took Friday off. We flew out of Gainesville and connected through Atlanta. I had my suit on and April wore a dress in case there was traffic and we had to go straight to the church. We flew first class to make it easier. When we landed, we got our bags and met the driver. We rode into the city and it was not too bad at that time of day. We had the driver wait, and stopped by April's house to drop off our stuff, freshen up and pick up her mom. Missy was happy to see me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. She thanked me for coming and for bringing April home. She offered to pay me for the tickets but I waved her off. I spoke with the driver and asked him to stay on for the rest of the day. I slipped him a tip and he radioed in the extra time. I also had to pay the company that owned the car as well. April and Missy came out and Barrett, our driver, ' drove us to the church. We went through the receiving line. Missy and I waited in line and April walked right up to Angus and gave him a hug. I saw her step over and hug Rodney (Angus' dad) as well. Angus asked April to stand with him so she stayed. I became Missy's arm for the night. We went through the receiving line. We sat through the service, and then the next afternoon was the burial. Rodney and Angus both thanked me for coming and for bringing April. Missy was pleasant and said all of the right things. After the service, we went back to their house for a reception for the family. I had sent flowers and I saw them in the living room. I had sent some from April so when she saw them she came and thanked me. She asked if it would be OK if she stayed here tonight. Angus had asked her to. I told her I would have Barrett drop off her bag. We had some snack food and I had a glass of wine. We told them we would see them at the burial the following day. Someone was smart and had the body driven to the site so we didn't have a slow procession from New York City all the way to Rhode Island. It was a 3 1/2 hour trip from New York City to the Rhode Island cemetery. April was riding with the family. I was riding with Missy. I asked if she wanted me to get a driver but she said that she had made the trip plenty of times. They had two cars and were in and out of the city often. When we got back to the house, Missy poured us both some wine and then went to change out of her dress. I went and put away my suit since I brought only one and would need it tomorrow. I had on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt when I came back to the parlor. I sat on a comfortable leather couch and had my wine. Missy came in with a robe on and I'm not sure what else. She had a sip of wine and asked, "Would you mind leaving early and stopping by our home in Newport? I don't want to make the drive in my nice dress and would prefer to change there and then go to the cemetery and then do the same on the way home." I said, "That would be fine. I would prefer not to travel like that either." I was glad I had brought enough undershirts and underwear, or the suit would have been ripe by the end of the weekend. She sat next to me and leaned in to me. "Would you mind holding me? I need someone and Ken is out of the country." I put my arm around her and we just sat and sipped our wine. I wanted to be supportive but I would not get in a position with a married woman and a mother of a good friend. Luckily, it didn't come to that and after a second glass, she said she was going to bed and would wake me in the morning for the drive up. I slept in the guest room and Missy did come in and wake me in the morning. She had her robe on and asked if I could be ready in forty-five minutes. We had a bite to eat and rode in her car up the coast to their house. She had to turn on some breakers and the water. It was a good thing that we showered before we drove or it would have been a cold shower. We were early to the 2 pm graveside service and some of the friends that couldn't make it down to New York were here. The crowd was much smaller than at the church. Someone said a few words and they lowered her into the grave. Angus was crying as was Rodney, and April was doing her best to comfort them both. April was going to ride back to New York with them. She said that she would call later. Missy and I went back to change. I was down to nothing but my boxers and my suit pants had just cleared my foot when Missy came in asking if I could help with her zipper. My dick had come out of the hole in the front of my boxers and was lying against my leg outside of my shorts. Missy saw it and just stopped to stare. I was not sure what to do but I started to get hard. I pulled it into my shorts and stepped around behind Missy to help with the zipper. If this was a setup, she did a great job. The zipper was a mess. It looked like it was cross-threaded and the fabric was caught in the pull. It took me fifteen minutes to work it free and not rip the dress. I kept thinking I was close but then it still had problems. I should have stopped and put on some real shorts but for fifteen minutes, my fully hard 9-inch cock kept rubbing her ass. She didn't say a word the entire time. When I finally had it free, she hurried from the room. I got dressed and carried my bag out to the entryway. I went to see if she wanted me to turn off the water and breakers while she finished. The door looked like it had been shut and then swung back open part way. When I went to knock, I saw her rubbing her pussy hard and fast. I backed out of the room and left the water on just in case she wanted to wash up. She was out ten minutes later and I helped with the water as she selected which breakers to shut off. We rode home in silence for a bit. I said, "I'm sorry about earlier." Missy said, "Don't be silly, it was my fault. I should have knocked, but with a husband and a daughter, I never do, so out of habit, I just came in to ask for help. If you weren't there I would have had to take scissors to the thing to get it off." "I know but I'm sorry that it took so long to get it fixed. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." "I can see that April is a lucky girl. You are a kind young man and have a lot going for you. Ken was pretty pissed at you for taking her to Vegas but you really put him in his place when you gave her the check. It was a ton of money and he knew that you had kept 90%. We do very well but not so well that what you did was not impressive. I know she was with you when I called the other morning." She looked at me and I nodded. She continued, "At first I was upset and then I was comforted to know that she is not all alone at school. She has someone to look after her. I don't understand what you two are doing and why Angus is in the picture." "Missy, when Ken was in school, did he have dreams of having his own firm, of building something as big and great as he has?" "I think he did but he really just wanted to be a great engineer. He did so well that the man he worked for saw that he could either watch Ken leave and take most of his customers, or make him a partner and run the business and day-to-day stuff while Ken grew the business. That made both men happy and it has worked out well." "I have big dreams. I have not decided what they are yet but I want to grow a business. I know I'll be working at least ten years, seven days a week, twelve hours a day to get it all set up to run itself. When the year turns to 2000, I'll be thirty-seven and I'll stop working and retire. At that point, I'll look to settle down and give part of my life to a woman who wants to share her life with me. I hate that April has to wait three years to be with Angus. I wouldn't want her or anyone else to wait twenty-two years for me to come home from work." "That is very ambitious. I can understand what you are saying, but sad that money would mean that much to forsake everything else." "Missy, I can assure you that it is not for money. I could retire today on the $15 million I already have in the bank. I plan to have at least $50 million by graduation. I want to build a company that changes the way the world works. I want the planet to be better. I want to provide families with jobs they can be proud of doing. I want to find a synergy in business that saves people money and time to have more of both to spend with their families. I'm happy in my little apartment, driving a Toyota. I don't need two houses and a yacht. I need the satisfaction of knowing I was someone that gave to society instead of a being a taker or someone who was apathetic." "That sounds like a noble cause. I hope you succeed and that the price is not too high." ------- Chapter 30 On the way back to the city, we talked about less important topics. We then walked a couple of blocks and had dinner. When we returned, Angus and April were waiting. They asked where we had gone and her mom told her the name of the restaurant. Angus thanked me again for coming up and thanked Missy for attending all of the services. They wanted to know if I wanted to go out with them. I said, "Angus, I'm happy to be invited but wouldn't you like to be alone?" April responded, "We have been alone and had plenty of time to talk. We spent a long time talking last night and another seven hours today in the car. Rodney rode with his brother and sister in law. Angus wants to unwind and get out for a while. We have twenty-four hours until we fly out." "I would be happy to join in. Do you want to invite Missy?" Missy said, "No, you kids go. I want to finish a book I started." I shrugged and was already dressed so we left. We got a cab and our first stop was an Irish pub. Everyone seemed to know Angus and he ordered some shots. I was handed one and after a toast to his mother, we knocked them back. We had two more toasts and two more shots. The business was light. I think it was more of an after-work bar, so Saturday was a slower day. I bought a round for the bar and said, "To Marilee. May the wind always be at her back as she sails through the heavens." I got a couple of "hear, hears." Angus thanked me and so did the barman. He put down a few pints and we talked. Angus said, "Britt, I really appreciate you coming. You have no idea what this means to me, and for you to bring April along is just too much. She told me that you have been playing golf and spending time together. She also told me how you kicked the butts of the other couple you play with." "Did she tell you she was off her game last week due to some distractions and cost me $50?" "No, let me pay you back for that." "Not a chance, my friend. I'll be using that as motivation to win the rest of the semester." That remark made everyone laugh. April said, "I didn't even think to cover my half of the bet. I'm sorry." "If I needed it, I would have asked for it." I said. "You are a good friend. Thanks, baby." "Baby? You call him baby?" Angus kidded her. "He is my big baby. He whines and bitches and then gives you that grin that you can't help but love." "Fuck you." the drinks said through me. "Speaking of that, I want to thank you for taking care of her while she is away. I was jealous at first, but after two weeks at MIT I knew that we would have both gone crazy over the next few years," he said. I think the alcohol had affected him as well but he seemed to be a happy drunk. "April tells me you can't beat them away with a stick and that they keep her up all night screaming your name." "She is full of shit. I don't tell any of them my name. She keeps herself up with her hand under the sheets." I had to duck a slap and then pulled her in for a kiss on the cheek. "Do you really have as many girls as she tells me about?" "If she says more than three she is a liar." April said, "Total, not at once." "I can't remember them. The pot makes me have short-term memory loss," I said. Angus said, "That would be perfect right now, a big fat joint." He looked at me. I said, "You guys are from around here, not me. The guy at the bar seems to like me since I gave him the $50 tip on the round I bought. I could ask him, but we would need a place to smoke it. I don't think Missy would like us torching in the parlor." April said, "We both went to boarding school. We could both find some in Newport." I walked over to the bar and when the barman came over to me, I asked if he could hook us up? I told him that Angus needed a little something to ease his pain. He said it would be $25. I handed him $30 and told him I would need some papers and a lighter as well. I have been there before. He nodded and I went back to the table. We had a pitcher and I topped everyone off. The barman stopped by later to pick up the empty pitcher and wiped down the table with a rag. He took the pitcher and left the rag. I slipped it into my pocket and said, "Let's go." I wasn't sure where we were going but we started walking. A taxi pulled up in front of the building we were in front of and a twenty-something lady got out. She had three shopping bags and her purse. I stopped to help her and she was very leery. I said, "Let me help." I looked decent so she let me. It was a wide sidewalk. I asked, "Do you live here? This is nice." She said, "Yes, with my parents when they are in town." I said, "I haven't been in the city before. Can you get on the roof and look around the city?" "There is a patio up there for the tenants to use. I bet you want me to let you up there." "To be honest, my friends and I wanted to get high but didn't want to light up here on the sidewalk. You can join us if you like. My name is Britt, and this is April and Angus." "You are an honest one. My name is Shawna. I haven't gotten high in months and my folks are in California. If you carry my bags and let me change we can go up and take a look at the city." April smiled and whispered in Angus' ear. I carried the bags. She said hi to the doorman, and we went up to the 22nd floor. We went in and she changed into jeans and a white t-shirt. While she was changing, I opened the bag and rolled four joints. We went up to the roof and there were some step stones and benches around. There was a water tower as well. There were a few lights. I lit the first joint and passed it to Angus. I mentioned to Shawna that he had just lost his mom and we were in town for the funeral. She nodded and said, "That sucks." I lit a second joint and passed it to Shawna. She and I shared one and Angus shared his with April. I asked Shawna about herself and she said that she was taking a year off between graduating from Middlebury College in Vermont with a degree in international studies and would start grad school next year. She was planning to travel some and see the things she has been studying about at school. She was going to spend time at the House of Commons next month and then move on from there. She asked about us and I told her about UF and MIT for Angus. How we had met over the summer in Newport while sailing. The bud we had scored was good and we were all high. Shawna was a very pretty girl. She was tall with long brown hair. Her brown eyes had flecks of green. Her tight white t-shirt showed her fit figure with orange-sized tits sitting high on her chest. We walked over to the edge. There was a separation of her building from the park by another building, but it was very easy see over that one. The air was cool and I put my arm around her to keep her warm. "Do you usually get girls high and seduce them?" "No, I don't usually waste my drugs like that." I smiled She smiled back and put her arms around me. "You make me feel comfortable." "I bet you would be more comfortable without the bra and t-shirt. The jeans look a little tight as well. They may make you itch." "What? It is OK to leave on my panties?" "If you want to, since I can always move the crotch to the side," I smirked. "Do you think they would mind? I'm somewhat horny. Are you as good as you think you are?" I said, "If you let them out of the cold, they should be fine. I can keep you warm." "Let's smoke one more and then I'll take you home with me." We walked back and I lit up another. We all four shared it and then went down to the apartment. I gave Shawna the extra joint and Angus the left over bag. Shawna asked, "Can you make yourselves at home while I borrow him for a while?" April said, "Sure. Can we use another room or should we use the couch here?" "Let me get you a towel." Shawna trotted off, came back with a towel, and said, "You can close the blinds or give the neighbors a thrill." We went into her room. I asked, "Do you have any condoms? I only have one." She replied, "How many do you need?" "That is totally up to you. Will you do me a favor?" "We haven't even gotten naked yet and you are asking for a favor. What is it?" "Well, April was complaining that the girls I sleep with are always yelling my name and keeping her up at night. She has the apartment above me. So if you feel the need to scream out anyone's name please use Angus' not mine." "You are a cocky one. Let's see how we do with the first condom and if we need another one or five we can figure that out later." I walked up and kissed her with a somewhat forceful kiss that turned into a French kiss. I grabbed her t-shirt and ripped it from collar to hem. I reached behind her and freed her breasts without breaking the kiss. I slid the bra and shirt off her shoulders and onto the ground. She kicked off her Keds and then undid her jeans. I slid my hands down her back and into her jeans to cup her ass. I went back to her hips and pushed her jeans and panties down at the same time. They made it to her knees and I used my foot to wiggle them to the floor. We still had not broken the kiss and she was naked. She started to unbutton my shirt and then popped all of the buttons off my $50 shirt. She dropped my slacks and I still had my boxers on although I had lost my topsiders earlier in the ruckus. She reached out and grabbed hold of my hard cock. At the same time, without breaking our kiss, she pushed down my boxers and we were both naked. I had her ass in my hand and she had my cock at full attention. She turned me and pushed me back onto the bed. We broke the kiss as I fell backwards. She said, "You really are a cocky one, aren't you?" She hadn't let go of my cock and she started to go down. I said, "No fucking way." I grabbed her, pulled her onto the bed, picked her up in a bench press, and spun her around so that her face was at my crotch but her pussy was at my mouth. I was like a man possessed. I was using every trick I knew to get her off first. I won the race and she sat back on my face as she came. She was not too loud but the moan was unmistakable. I rolled her off me and she was weak and recovering from her orgasm. I went to the floor and grabbed my wallet and the condom in there. I put it on and climbed back on the bed. I positioned myself and started to fuck her. She grunted as I hit her cervix at the bottom of each thrust. I knew that could hurt her but the contact with the clit overcame any pain. She was thrusting back at me and the animal instinct was coming out. She cried, "YES, YES, YES, ANGUS!" How she remembered I have no idea. I was close I let loose with my own orgasm and filled the condom. It was five seconds later when April and Angus came barging into the room. I was balls deep in her and her ankles were behind my neck and my hands were on her hips. Angus asked, "Are you OK? You called my name." Shawna said, "We need more condoms." April figured out what had happened and started to laugh so hard she had to cover her mouth to keep herself from making pig noises. Angus said, "I have one in my wallet." April was naked and so was Angus. I don't think he wanted to go looking for a drug store. She reached over and picked up the phone. She called the doorman to go get some large condoms for her and then told Angus to bring them in when he got here. After the laughing, April and a stunned Angus left the room. I said, "It is extra-large but I didn't want to embarrass Angus." "Nice one, Cocky. I'm glad I ran into you." April came in and handed the box to Shawna. She was naked as were we. "That was sweet to get her to yell Angus's name. He finally got it and said he felt sorry for me having to live upstairs from you." "Tell him if you move in with me then you wouldn't have to worry about noises through the floor." "I may suggest it. Have fun, you two." April waved as she left. I grabbed the box and rolled her onto all fours. I stepped up behind her and started round two. After a few minutes, she was moaning again. I grabbed her wrists, pulled them up behind her back, and used them for leverage as I fucked her from behind. Her face was in the mattress. She came twice before she bucked me off. She was having trouble breathing, as she needed more oxygen than she could suck through the mattress. I flipped her over and sped up for the sprint to the finish. We made it to the line at the same time and we both grunted as we came. I got up and went to the shower. She joined me. We rinsed each other off. I told her it was time for me to get to bed, and since I was staying with a friend, it wouldn't be polite not to come home. She thanked me and gave me her number in case I was in New York again. We found Angus licking his spunk out of April. She is a little devil. I had on my topsiders and slacks. I had only the top two buttons on my shirt, so it hung open. April started to ask, but if you thought about it, there was only one answer. I left Shawna the joint and the condoms. I said, "You have the start to a fun night. Do well in your travels and be safe. Make sure you learn a lot, I may need help in a few years." She said, "Don't be a stranger, Stranger." I got a hug and a, "Sorry about the shirt but you started it." "No worries, it will be a nice story to tell the grand kids." She smiled and Angus and April were dressed and ready to go. When we walked out, I tossed the doorman a $20 and said, "Thanks for the help." "No problem, my man." April jumped into my arms and said, "You sure know how to make things happen. We just wanted a couple beers and instead we smoked pot on the roof of a building and then got to fuck in a stranger's apartment." I said, "I'm up for another beer before we head back uptown." We went into the same pub and the barman came over. He looked at my shirt and asked if I got into a fight. "No, just found a horny woman who couldn't wait." He laughed at that then saw the other two nodding their heads. We had a pitcher of Bass Ale and then a final shot of whiskey before we got back in the cab. They dropped me at Missy's place and then drove off. They said they would be back around one tomorrow. I walked in and was almost to my room when Missy came out with a nightie on. She asked if I needed anything quickly followed by, "What happened to your shirt?" She was giving the same look to me when I was carrying mulch for her without a shirt up in Newport. Lust was what I saw. I said, "We went out and it got snagged. The fabric held but I lost the buttons." "I'm sorry." She came in to give me a sympathy hug about my buttons but I felt her tits press into me through the thinnest, silkiest material. I felt the hem start to creep up as she ran her tits down my chest. I said, "April will be back around lunch tomorrow to get ready to go and say goodbye. I need to get some sleep. Goodnight Missy." I kissed her forehead and pushed her toward her bedroom as I went into my room and locked the door. I went to sleep but I could swear I heard her rubbing herself off to sleep. The morning was back to good behavior. Missy and I had breakfast and I read the Sunday Times. April came in around noon and Angus was with her. They talked with Missy and we went out for a late lunch. We finally left around 4 pm for the airport. Angus drove us as he was heading to Newport for the night and then up to Boston in the morning. On the way to the airport, I told Angus that it was good to see him but I hated the reason for the trip. He thanked me for coming and for bringing his girl. He said, "I never quite believed the stories that I heard on my calls with April. I thought she was trying to make me jealous or just make me laugh by making up Britt stories. I don't think I'll ever doubt her again." April said, "I told you I never tell a lie." I said, "I can think of a couple. Don't listen to her Angus. She is full of shit and always trying to get me in trouble." "I don't lie," she said. "If I can think of one in the last week you owe me the $25 I paid for your golf loss last week." I said. "Deal," she said, as we shook on it. "What is it?" "What is what?" I asked. "What was the lie?" She asked. "I'll have to think about it." I said. "Then let's make it $50 if I lose, and if I win, you will do my laundry for the semester or pay for Shannon to do it." She said. Angus said, "She sounds pretty confident." I said, "She just wants me to play with her underwear." "She probably does," Angus replied. April said, "You suck. I want Shannon to do my laundry and you to pay for it." I said, "She wants Shannon to play with her underwear." April said, "Whatever, you have until we get home to think of something or I win the bet." I asked, "Does that mean the plane landing or me unlocking my door?" She replied, "Me unlocking my door because you would sit outside for three days until you could make something up." "Deal," I said. Angus dropped us off and we went in, checked our bags, and went to the restaurant to grab a bite. She ordered a beer and I had a soda. After they dropped off our drinks and we were waiting on our food I said, "Mom, I was out for a run when you called, not sleeping naked in Britt's bed after getting fucked and sucked by Britt and a motorcycle mama. I would never tell a lie." April's mouth dropped open and then covered it with her hand. "Oh shit. That's why you didn't say anything in front of Angus. I forgot all about that." "Do you have the $50 or are you ironing my undies for the semester?" "Fuck, you suck. You set me up and took me down. You even got me to raise the stakes knowing I was dead meat. Did I say you suck?" "I'm not the only one. You got kinky Angus sucking something out of you," I said. "You saw that, huh? I guess you are rubbing off on me. I have taken the stuff you have done to me and used them to make our lovemaking more exciting. You have me lick you clean occasionally after you had been in me so I did the same for Angus. He didn't want to at first but he is happy to do it now if it makes me happy." "Your happiness is second only to me being happy," I said as our food arrived. We ate and then had another drink before we went down to the plane. The flight was uneventful except when she crawled into my lap to cuddle. The flight attendant came by, covered us with a blanket, and gave April a wink. I did let my hand slide up under her shirt and rub her titties but she kept her bra on. I asked, "Do you want me to see if she has a layover here tonight and may want to come home with my new washer woman?" She may have wanted to say yes but she was pissed at my reminding her about the lost bet. She is very competitive. She did thank me for taking her to New York and said that Angus was thinking about dropping out of school. She said, "We had a long talk the night of the service and the day of the burial. He decided that dropping out was not what his mom would have wanted. When you took us out, he wanted to cry in his beer. The next thing you know, he was fucking me in a stranger's living room and we hear a smokin' hot woman having an orgasm and screaming his name. Then he was getting condoms from a doorman. He decided that life is too short not to make the most of every minute. He told me that Laura would be licking her pussy juice off his spent cock or she would be looking for a new ride. I told him to make her bring her friends over. I want him to have experience with two women at the same time so that he won't have to play catch up when we get back together." I said, "You are such a thoughtful little slut." I rolled her nipples between my thumb and middle finger as I kissed her cheek. We made it home safely and she followed me in and climbed in bed. We were both naked but she just held me as I went to sleep. ------- Chapter 31 Monday when I got back from my workout, she was gone. I needed to settle back into a rhythm because I was already badly off, due to the trip to New York. I focused on my school. I went to class and came home to study. Shannon showed up and cleaned for me. It wasn't too bad and she finished in just over two hours. She did the laundry and asked why my shirt was missing buttons. "Just throw the shirt away." I said. "This is a nice shirt. I could buy some buttons and fix it for you." She replied. "Shannon, do whatever you want. I have to study now. By the way, I told John to ask you to have a three way with him and Cathy. You better make sure you shave extra close." "I liked it when Monica ate my pussy. I wonder how Cathy will taste compared to Amy. Thanks for setting me up. Benji wanted me to ask about swapping with Monica. I don't think he is having the luck that I am." "Tell Benji that I had to go to New York and haven't seen Monica. I met a biker chick from Micanopy and an international studies student in New York who were good fucks if he wants their numbers." "I'll let him know." I paid her and sent her on her way. I needed to remember to get my $10 from April for the ironing. Life went on. I skipped basketball and then tennis with John on Tuesday. I did play cards on Wednesday, and learned that Dottie had seen the lawyer and was going back to pick up the agreement on Friday. She was on the rag so I got a blowjob; we met some couples and talked about playing away from the center. I did play tennis on Thursday. John said, "Hey, I asked Shannon about a three way. Well, I was somewhat not sure how to ask and then she said you had told her we might want to get together. She is coming over on Saturday. Mark is going home for the weekend." I said, "I'm sure she will shave around her pussy so Cathy will have an easy time. You should shave Cathy to return the favor." "Really?" he asked. "I hate picking hair out of my teeth. I don't know about you," I said. "I have never done that. Do you really do that?" I said, "Every chance I get." Then I kicked his ass in tennis. Friday, Monica stopped by and took one for the team. I asked about Dani and she said that she hadn't talked to her since last week. I told her to tell Dani hello from me if she saw her. Monica said, "Britt, you know that my mom is my best friend. Well, I told her about what you said two weeks ago when you fucked me. She asked if you really wanted to fuck her next time, she came to visit. I told her that you would die with two sets of tits like ours and if she brings her sister; that your head may just explode." "Tell her I would love to take pictures of all of you. You can bring Dani and I'll take some of her as well." "I'll let her know," she said as she left to get ready for the party. Saturday, I saw April for the first time since the trip. I said, "Hey, if it isn't 'love 'em and leave 'em, didn't wash my clothes, welsher of bets' girl." "Hey, it is good to see you too, golf partner," was her reply. "Where have you been hiding?" I asked. "I'm trying to patch things up with my roommate. Did you do something to her? Whenever we start to get close your name will come up and she gets all pissy again." I said, "She just wants my cock like every other female. Until she has it, she will be pissed at anyone else that has had it. It's the haves versus the have-nots." "It is always about you, isn't it?" "That is what you just said. Whenever I'm mentioned she gets penis envy." "Shut up. Do you want to get lunch before we go to the course tomorrow?" She asked. "As long as it isn't grilled cheese. It makes my hand greasy. I want to make certain that I have a good grip on my shaft." "We can just stop at McDonalds and then all the grease will be in your stomach," she said. "Let's just grab a sub." "OK. We can leave at noon and then drive over and warm up after your sub." I said, "Sounds good." She said, "Penis envy, that's a good one. When I see her, I'll let her in on your theory. I'll get your $50, unless you want to go double or nothing on the penis envy theory?" "I would take that bet," I said. "I'll think about it. I gotta go. See you tomorrow at noon." I worked at getting ahead again in school reading and then worked on a project for communications that was a month out. I also started work on an accounting project. When 9 PM rolled around, I was tired and hungry so I had two bananas and an apple with peanut butter and went to bed. I was up early and was at Dottie's by 8 AM. She let me in and had eggs and bacon. She also had coffee. I ate the eggs and bacon in the kitchen and then we went out back to drink our coffee. I asked how she was. Dottie said, "I went to see the lawyer yesterday to pick up the agreement. It is like a prenuptial agreement but it is more like a contract for you to perform a service. My child and I'll not have any rights to child support. You also give up custody rights so we can do what we want but the child will be mine." I asked, "But did you shave your pussy?" She blushed but nodded her head. I held out my hands to signal, 'What are you waiting for? Show me.' Dottie stood and took off her shorts. She knew better than to stop there and removed her top as well. I had her sit in the Adirondack chair and put her legs up on the arms of the chair. I licked everything top to bottom side to side. I told her to hold her pussy open wide. She did and my face almost disappeared into her snatch. I tried to lick her cervix. I came up and clamped down on her clit. I sucked, nibbled, licked and gave the small nub a mini blowjob. She came and came so much that she had to bite her arm because she thought the neighbors would come to see what was causing the noise. The grass was a little wet but I put her on her back and said, "Now that we have signed the agreement, I can plant my seeds in your garden. I want you pregnant so when we swap with the Joneses from the card group, Mr. Jones won't knock you up on accident." Dottie went off like a firecracker and I let the sperm fill her cunt. I told her that I had to go but for her to lie there for at least thirty minutes for the sperm to have a chance. She was lying there when I walked out and rode away. I got a turkey sub and ate it in the car on the way to the course. I wanted to take the Harley but she voted on the Land Cruiser. We were early and we hit balls and then putted for thirty minutes. She had on her game face when we met on the first tee. She said, "Hello Chris. Are you and Mandy ready to get your asses kicked?" Chris couldn't even open his mouth before Mandy replied, "I got a new outfit from what we took off of you last time." April said, "Would you like to raise the stakes?" "To what?" she asked. "We can play for the same cash but the loser has to give a massage with the happy ending. A thirty minute massage." "If I'm going to get naked so Britt can finally say he touched a woman, we should make it an hour." April looked at me. "I was going to try to calm you two down until Mandy had to challenge my manhood. We should set aside plenty of time because after I get a one-hour massage it will probably take the inexperienced little girl another hour to get me off. She will most likely have to lose her virginity to do it." Chris was speechless. I asked, "Chris, are you in or do you want to can it?" He said, "I'm not sure if I want to win or lose." Mandy said, "You had better win or I'll kick your ass." Looking back at the day, Chris and I split it nearly even but the extra putting practice and motivation had April dominating Mandy. The comments about how she will look good in the nude, rubbing a real man, had her flustered. April shot eight over and Mandy was closer to eighteen over. Chris had enough good holes so they were down net five just as we were, but on top of the $25 each, they had to give the massages. I was a good sport and offered to cook dinner and take care of the drinks. I made sure that April wanted to go through with it. She said that Chris was cute. She said that she wouldn't let him fuck her even with a condom but she may give him a hand job for being a good sport. She really just wanted to watch Mandy deal with the humiliation. I made chicken piccata for dinner, and the lemon accented the chicken well. I did make a salad this time and roasted some new potatoes as well. Mandy was hitting the wine pretty hard. Liquid courage was my first thought. I let April take the lead since I knew she wanted to watch but I figure she and Chris would go to the guest room. April said, "I'm ready for my massage. Why don't we all get naked and go to the big king-sized bed in Britt's room. That way we can all talk while I get my massage. I bought some massage oil as well and we can share it." I guess she had figured out what she wanted. I walked back to my room and took the blanket, cover and top sheet off the bed. All that I left on was the fitted sheet. I kept the pillow handy beside the bed but not on the bed. When the bed was ready, I made sure I could see the clock and just got naked. I had become very comfortable with my body. I was in good shape and had not had any negative comments about my manliness, so I felt good being naked. I was not hard but stood with my limp cock resting against my leg. Everyone else was fully dressed. The bravado that both girls had on the course was gone and they were becoming shy. I looked at the clock and said. "If my massage doesn't start in five minutes, I'll add on five minutes for every one it is late. I lay on my stomach and rested my head on my arm. I heard Mandy say, "Aren't you two going to start as well?" April said, "We will. I just want to make sure there is enough room once you get started. If not, we will go in the guest room." Mandy knew she had to get started or incur penalty minutes so she bit her lip and started to strip. Mandy was a nice looking girl, but not a stunner. She was somewhat thin and had a little sag to her ass. She had average sized breasts. She had a full bush. April at least trimmed hers but Mandy was just a wild jungle. She came over and started to work on my back from the side. She was having trouble getting leverage so she ended up straddling my butt. I felt her use the oil and her hand glided across my skin as it worked my muscles. She was doing a good job. She knew what muscles she used playing golf and those were the ones she was working on. After ten minutes, I felt April get on the bed. I looked to see her naked body lay down beside me. I felt Chris get on the bed and I could hear April talking to him as I closed my eyes. After forty minutes, I was very relaxed and I rolled over. I could feel both Mandy's and Chris's eyes staring at my cock. How can you feel someone look at you? I did. I felt Mandy straddle my stomach and felt the wetness of her pussy on my skin. She added more oil and started working on my face. It felt very good. She made her way down to my chest and arms. She moved down to my feet and gave each a few minutes so that she was on my quads when the hour was up. She said, "That was an hour." She was looking for confirmation so I said, "That was great, Mandy. You did a wonderful job. We should do this every week." She said, "I'm not sure I want to risk it. Maybe ... we will see. Are you ready for your happy ending?" "I'm ready but April may want to watch. She is such a pervert." April said, "If Chris weren't doing such a great job, I would stop him so I could smack you." Mandy got more oil and took my cock in her hand. She didn't know what to do. I think she had done this before but with a smaller version. It is much different driving a ski boat or a fifty-footer. Should I use one hand or two? Should I focus on the shaft or the head? Should I go slow or fast? She started with one hand and focused on the shaft. It all felt good to me, but I was Mr. Mind over matter. I started to think about my accounting and matching up debits and credits. I was actually beginning to understand the subject as I worked through it in my head. I heard Mandy give a sigh. She changed hands and I could see her getting frustrated. An arm can get tired quickly if you don't know what you are doing. Meanwhile Chris had finished his hour and April was thrusting back into his hand. She was starting to moan. I said, "April, please don't scream my name when Chris makes you cum." April was close but she started to laugh and did both at the same time. She didn't shout my name. This left Chris all paid up and Mandy with two sore arms. April wouldn't let this go. She said, "Come on, Mandy, I thought you were the older, more experienced woman that would have him cumming by just the sight of you womanly charms." "He keeps his eyes closed." Mandy replied. April said, "I see. Maybe he is playing hard to get or maybe he fell asleep because you can't get him off. He said you might not be able to finish him with your hands. I bet he has a condom if that is what it will take." "I'm not going to fuck him in front of you." "Chris and I can wait in the other room. You can always use your mouth." Mandy said, "Britt, are you even close?" I opened my eyes and said, "Have you started yet? I thought you were just working on your plan of attack. Maybe you should use your mouth or, as April said, I do have some condoms in the drawer. I can have them leave, or we can try again tomorrow after another one hour massage?" Her arms were dead. She finally made a decision. "Alright, leave us alone and we can use a condom." April said, "If you are still a virgin, he can always fuck your ass." Mandy said, "I'm not a virgin but I'm not a slut like you." April ran her hand through her trimmed bush. She said, "I can tell. I was just trying to help." Mandy got out a condom while Chris and April left the room. She handed one to me and I rolled it on. When I turned back, she was on her back with her legs spread. I said, "So now I have to do all of the work? I thought you were going to ride me cowgirl?" Now she was getting upset. "I have never done it that way. Can't we just get this over with?" I felt bad for her, but she and April started this pissing contest, not me. I said, "Mandy, you started all of this with April and then you said things about me. You lost the round this week, just like April lost it two weeks ago. You both are too competitive. It is just a game, but if you are going to bet, then you should expect to collect when you win and pay up when you lose. I'll do the work but I can do whatever I want. If I want to suck your tits or play with you then you will let me. It you want to be on top then you will be in charge. Alright?" She took the defeat and nodded. I looked at her and she said, "Yes, you can do what you want but you can't fuck my ass or mouth." I agreed and then changed from hard ass to lover. I started with kissing. She started to relax after a while so I moved to her tits and then as she got higher and closer to her first orgasm I waded into the forest and had to use my hand to help find her cunt. I parted her hair and she had a good-sized clit. I started with her inner lips and then her source of the juices leaking from her hole. I used my tongue, as she got even closer. I finally attached myself to her clit and held on through two orgasms. She had to push me off to get me to stop. I quickly lined up my cock and sank into her. I started slowly to get a feel for the depth and to make sure that her cunt had sufficient lubrication. Then I built up speed and power until she was babbling on about, "cock, pussy, uh, uh, oh, yes, cock, pussy." It all ended when she screamed out. "Britt, oh yes, yes, Britt." Even I couldn't hold out any more and even though I was wearing protection, she could feel my cock pulsing and throbbing into her cunt. I rolled off her and I saw Chris and April in the doorway. They both had clothes on and I saw Chris reach for his wallet. He handed April a $10. April said to me. "I bet him $10 she would call out your name. This will pay for your laundry this week." I got up and went to take a shower. When I came back April was in nice girl mode and was sitting beside the bed and telling Mandy to take her time. She was still naked in the same position I left her but April had put a sheet over her to give her some modesty. I went over, kissed Mandy on the forehead, and said, "Thanks babe, I consider your debt paid in full. We are all square until next week." It felt like we were playing a delayed game of truth or dare. School became school. I got into a routine and enjoyed life. I worked out almost every morning, I attended all of my classes, I did all of the homework, papers and projects, and I played with my friends and had more than enough friends with benefits. There was only one thing that I had to stay on my toes with and that was Dottie. She was changing her life. She did get into the landscape design class and was working hard at it. I would always see books on plants and drawings around her desk. She said she was doing well in the class and was learning. She had not conceived during the first month but we practiced a lot. ------- Chapter 32 We received an invitation to a couple's house to play cards. I told her I was free on Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays to play. We set up a game for Friday and there were three other couples. One was younger and they were in college. One was in their mid-twenties and the other was late twenties or early thirties. Dottie and I were the extremes on age at seventeen and fortyish. We met at the older couple's home about a mile from campus. She worked at Shands Hospital as a nurse and he worked as a professor at Santa Fe Community College. We were going to play a round robin and they wanted to play for money. The college kids were reluctant and offered a penny a point. The DINK's wanted to go for a dollar a point, (dual income no kids). I didn't care and neither did Dottie. In a game to 500 I have seen spreads of over 400 points, so I said, "Why don't we set stakes on a per game basis. When we play against Lucy and Doug, (the college kids) we can play for fun or a penny a point. When we play against Bruce and Nancy, we can play a dollar or ten dollars a point. We can find a comfort zone with Liz and Mike as well. I think we need to go to the lowest common denominator or this game will be over before it starts." Everyone agreed that was fair. Bruce and Nancy must have been behind on their mortgage because they wanted to go big. We played them first. Bruce said, "Were you serious about $10 a point?" "We can go $100 a point but you will have to take a check if we lose by more than ten points. I only have a grand or so with me." The look he gave was one of surprise and greed. He was surprised I would have that much on me, but he wanted it all. He said, "We can do that." I asked, "Do what?" "$100 a point." He responded. I said, "If we win 500 to nothing that is $50,000. Are you serious about that? To be honest, I could come up with $5,000 in cash and a good check for another $15,000 tonight. It would take three days for the rest to clear my bank but I could have it to you by next Thursday." "We are about the same." Bruce replied. "So are we going to do this for real?" I asked. "If we are, I want a new deck of cards and would prefer an impartial dealer so that we are all comfortable with the results. For that kind of money I'm sure the others wouldn't mind watching." The others were already standing and moving their chairs. Mike offered to be the dealer and got out a new deck. He shuffled seven times and then we cut to see who would be in the dealer spot. Dottie was the dealer and Mike dealt accordingly. Both teams bet aggressively and we each made our bids. We were up 80 to 50. The next hand I had two aces and a king but was light on the spades and had many cards in the ace and king suits. I bid nil which means I have to take zero hands to win 100 points. Dottie looked nervous but bid three. The others bid five. There was eight total bid. This did not look good. The cards lay out perfectly and at the end, they took four of the five extra hands. We made 131 points for the hand and they made 54. We were up 211 to 104. The next hand went almost the same except Dottie bid nil and I bid four. I took my four exactly, Dottie made her nil and we went up another 140 points. We were at 351 and they made another 54 to get to 158. Two more bags (number of hands won more than the number they bid) and they would lose 100 points. The heat was turning up. At 351 to 158, the writing was on the wall and we were beating them soundly. The next hand we bid five for us, they bid six, and we each got our bids plus a bag (extra hand) we were at 402 they were at 219. I bid low the next hand. The bid was five and five. This left three bags or extra hands. If they took one of the three, they would lose 100 points. Their focus was so much on not taking any extra bags that I took the three extra bags plus one more to set them (they didn't take the number of hands they bid). We made 54 points to bring us to 456 but they were set and lost 50 so they were back at 169. We bid five so we would have an extra couple to play with and not get set. Bruce bid nil to try to get 100 points. Nancy bid four. Dottie and I played as a team and we would take the hands we knew we had to take and would trump after Bruce had played his suited card. Nancy did her best but she was trying so hard to help Bruce that she took six. We took six and Bruce took one. We made 51 points to take us over 500 at 507. Nancy got 42 for her hands but lost 100 when they crossed over 10 bags for the game so they lost 58 from her. Bruce had one too many spades, took a hand, and ended up set for a minus 100. They lost 158 of their 169 points so the game was over and we had beat them 507 to 11. That is 496 points at $100 a point or $49,600. Nancy started to cry. Bruce was close but said. "Double or nothing?" I said, "I think we have done enough damage for one night." "You have to give us a chance to win our money back. It's only fair." He said. I said, "OK. This is what we will do. You will give me $5,000 in cash tonight and a good check for another $15,000. We will come by on Wednesday and you will have the other $29,600 in cash. At that point I'll let you play again for the double or nothing." If you want to show me some bank statements or investment statements then I'll consider playing right now but I'm not going to offer you credit on your word. I can take your house but would want an appraisal and a copy of your mortgage first. I think that is fair." He said, "I have about $1,000 here at the house and another $1,000 at the bank. I'll have to get the rest for our rematch on Wednesday." "That wasn't the deal." I pulled out my wallet and I had more than I thought. I had some small stuff and fifteen $100 bills. I said, "I can go get another $5,000 tonight like I said. That is over $6,500. I can write a check on Barnett Bank down the street that you can cash on Monday. I can sell some stock and have the rest after it clears in three days. You said you could do the same. Now I get $2,000 now and hope you can borrow $98,000 by Wednesday. We won't play if you don't have money to cover tonight's losses, plus what if you lose a second time. It looks like your $10,000 max was a little low." Bruce started to say something and then Nancy cut him off. "We don't have the money. Right now, we are behind on our payments. If it weren't payday, we wouldn't have what he has now. He 'knew' that he could win if he only had the chance. He let greed lead him into this game. Although we are behind on the payments, we do have equity in the house of about $35,000. We can either sell it or give it to you. I'm getting a divorce but I'll guarantee the difference if you will take payments over time." I liked her. I said, "Nancy we will work something out. Why don't we come over on Wednesday and get this all settled." She said, "I hate gambling. He has cost us everything. He got us into the mess and then destroyed us trying to get out." We all left and Liz asked as we walked to the cars, "Are you really going to put them out on the street?" I said, "I don't know. I'm sure Bruce will be out of the house. I'll try to take care of Nancy if I can." When we got back to Dottie's, she said, "I was so excited when we won but was very sad when I found out their situation." "That is the second time in a week where I was in a bet where the loser bit off more than they could handle. I had a feeling based on his actions before the game that he was either a cheat or desperate. I had no visions of walking out of there with all of my winnings." She asked, "I had the same feeling. Why did you put us at risk if you knew the reward wouldn't be there on the other end?" I replied, "I wanted the challenge. I thought 100 points would be the spread as well. We played a perfect game. We were in tune with each other's strategy and after the second hand, they were so desperate to come back that they took risks that were too big and didn't pay off. Maybe we can hire a nurse to move in with you and take care of our baby. We can rent out the house we get from Bruce and Nancy to put income into our baby's trust fund." I said. "Let's keep working on the making a baby part." I gave her two loads before I left. Sundays had calmed down and Mandy was less demanding. We still played for cash but left out the massages. Most Sunday nights, April still fucked me or sucked me off. I think Chris was the one that got the short end of the stick. ------- To jump ahead, Bruce and Nancy did get a divorce and he walked with nothing. He was responsible for 3/4 of the debt not on the house. He never did pay me and I never went after him. Nancy got the house, the mortgage and 1/4 of the debt or $10,000. I took the house and sold it. I got $32,000 and gave Nancy $10,000. I kept the $22,000 or just short of Bruce's part of the bet. She was debt free and had a job. Dottie offered her a room to rent and she took it. Her rent went into an account for the baby. Dottie did get pregnant after four months of trying. Nancy worked three twelve hour shifts a week and then stayed and took care of our little boy, Bill Ferguson. We did set up a trust and I managed it for them. Bill graduated college with more money than I had when I graduated. Dottie told him from day one about us and about the arrangement. He took it well and knew that his mom had asked me for a gift of a child and he was the gift she received. I would stop by and visit when I was in town, but he called me Britt and I was more like an uncle than a dad. Dottie went to work for Penny and helped grow her business quite a bit. They were a good team. They started to buy houses when the price was right and they ended up owning over fifty rental units for college kids. Dottie and I did go camping with the camping club. They asked us not to come back after the noises they heard from our tent most of the night. ------- Six weeks into the semester, I received a very interesting phone call. It was from Michelle Widener. She was the teacher that taught photography my first semester and taught all types of art at the local high school. She was bisexual and sleeping with Karen. She called and asked if I would want to help one of her students? Michelle said, "I have a girl in my photography class that wants to go further. She is looking to become a professional someday but is just starting. I mentioned you and she asked if you would consider tutoring her." "Is she cute?" "You are such a pig, but to answer your question, I wouldn't kick her out of my bed." "Can I come by and see her work and meet her?" I asked. "Today is Tuesday. I can talk to her tomorrow and see if she can bring her work in on Thursday. We can meet after school in my room. School is out at 3:30. Can you make it then?" "Yes, I finish at one on Thursday. I'll ride over to the school. How will I find your class?" She said, "I'll come down and wait for you out front." On Thursday, I packed up my camera bag and all of my negatives and prints. I put them into the storage bins on the Harley and rode over to school. I parked right in front, in one of the visitor's spots. There were still kids around although the busses had just pulled out. I guessed the kids were either upper classmen with cars or they had sports or something after school. I had slung my bag over my shoulder when Michelle came up and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I was a little surprised. I had been reminding myself to tone it down since she was at work. She said, "Thanks for coming. Lisa is in my room, so let me show you the way." She took my hand and we walked to her class." Lisa was a pretty girl and she reminded me of Maria from the cruise. She was Latin looking with olive-colored skin. She had long black hair and deep brown eyes, was about 5' 6'' and had a set of perfect breasts, not too big but not too small. She had a smile that made my heart stop. I said, "Hello, you must be Lisa. Michelle told me that you have some talent." She said, "Ms. Widener said that you were a natural at this and that maybe you could help me learn a few things." "Well, Ms. Widener is a good teacher but has trouble making time to get out and explore." Michelle said, "I'm right here but it sounds like you want to talk behind my back, so I'll let you be for a few minutes while I run down to the office. I'll be back in ten" I asked Lisa if I could see her pictures. They were similar to my early pictures. The framing was basic. The setting was correct to get good contrast. She needed to work on her creativity and trying to tell a story though the pictures. She had one of her mother on the beach. Her mom must have been Isabella's sister. All of these beautiful women were incredible. I took the picture of her mother and laid it on the table. I said, "Tell me about this one." She replied, "It was late in the day and my mom was walking on the beach so I took her picture. I like it because of the warm light I got from the setting sun." "Great." I reached into my folder until I found the one of my mom on the beach and set it next to hers. "Tell me about this picture." "Wow, is that your mom?" she asked. "She is so pretty. The sun is glowing around her as if she were an angel. She isn't looking right at the camera so I'm drawn to wonder what she is focusing on." "I'm not trying to show off because many of your pictures would win in a contest if we were comparing work. I just saw the similarities and thought I would point out some things. I'm proud that you could see the things I was going to point out to you." She asked if she could look at my folder and she went through it while I looked at hers. I didn't see many sports photos but the landscapes and portraits were similar. I heard her take a sharp breath then ask, "Did you take these?" I looked over to see a picture of Courtney glistening in baby oil. The bright light was contrasting with the shadows cast by her breasts. I nodded. "Can you teach me how to do this?" she asked. I nodded but before I could speak, Michelle came back. I asked, "Do you have a dark room here or should we use the one at the college?" Michelle said, "You may be better off using the one at the college. She can use this one during class but it isn't available 24 hours a day." I asked Lisa, "When are you free? I'm busy during the week but Friday afternoons, or anytime Saturday is best for me. I ride a motorcycle most of the time but have a car as well. You can ride with me to find locations unless your parents don't approve. Do you have a license?" "I live with my mom and she works at the hospital. I have a license and I can use her car when she doesn't need it. I don't think she will want me on a motorcycle, but I can ask." I said, "Why don't we meet at your house on Friday afternoon and we can talk. If your mom is there, we can figure out the transportation. Is that alright with you?" "Yes, please come for dinner. My mom will be home then." She gave me her address and told me that dinner was at six. Lisa left and I stayed to talk to Michelle. She gave me a kiss. I asked, "I was surprised when you kissed me, as I drove up. Can't you get in trouble, Ms. Widener?" She said, "One of the kids saw me out with Karen and there is a rumor I might be a lesbian. I used your hunky body to let the kids see that I like guys." "Or boys. Lisa is a hottie. I'll get you some naked pictures of her, my bisexual friend." "Oh, that sounds nice." I left after a brief hug. A couple kids pointed at me when I got on my Harley and headed for home. I met Lisa and her mother, Susan, for a nice dinner of meatloaf that Lisa had made. It was very good, and as a growing boy. I had seconds just to make her feel good. Susan was skeptical of this boy with her daughter. I told the story of how I had taken a class at UF that Ms. Widener taught. She thought I did very well and I got an "A" in the class. I said, "Lisa is where I was five years ago and Ms. Widener thought I may be able to help her outside of class since this seems to be her desired career at this point. I specialize in black and white photos and have good dark room skills. When she improves, she will need to go to someone else for her color training." Susan asked, "So you are a college student? Do you live in a dorm?" "I'm in college. I'll technically be a junior at the end of the semester. I'm only seventeen, which is one of the things I wanted to talk about with you. I have a car. I have it for my sister and friends who don't have cars here so they can have something when they need it. I'm old enough to ride a motorcycle and that is what I use to get around." She asked, "So what is your question?" I said, "I wanted to make sure it was OK with you if I took Lisa with me on my Harley." Susan said, "I'm not a big fan of motorcycles but it makes sense. I would prefer that you use your car whenever possible. Did you bring any of your photos with you?" I said, "I thought this may turn into an interview so I brought a few but not all of them." I brought the one of my mom on the beach to show the different styles or skill levels. I had others and even some of Robin in a swimsuit. Susan looked at me, "Do you take a lot of pictures of women?" "Susan, it won't do me any good to lie. I take many pictures of women. Naked women are my specialty. When your daughter was looking through my work she said, 'Can you teach me how to do this?' When I looked, it was a naked woman. I would be happy to show you what I do. Why don't you come over and see where I live? See the shape of my car. See my work and then we can discuss how this will all work." Susan looked at her daughter and then me. "Let's go. I can follow you." I drove slow and safe. I led her to my place and parked under the stairs but walked out to the parking lot to show her the Land Cruiser. She looked inside but didn't get in. I let her into my place and she mentioned how nice it was and how clean it was. She and Lisa started to walk around and look at all of the pictures. I asked if they wanted something to drink. Susan asked what I had and I said, "Coke, Tab, tea, water, beer, wine and I can make some coffee." "If you are only seventeen then what is with the alcohol?" she asked. "Susan, I'm in college. The drinks are for my friends, just like the Tab. I'll have a beer or glass of wine from time to time but I don't drink and drive and usually don't leave the house if I'm drinking. I did get a little tipsy a couple weeks ago with a friend in New York when I went up for his mother's funeral. I wasn't planning to but that is what he wanted. We took a cab home." She walked around some more after asking for a wine. Lisa had a Tab and I had a Coke. When I met up with Susan, she was in the den. She wasn't looking at the photos but my first three report cards. They had all A's and B's. She walked through the guest room and then my room. She saw some of the raunchier pictures. She came back out in the living room where we all sat. "I don't know what to do. The pictures you take are very good and Lisa pointed out the one that she commented on that she would like to do. I liked it as well. She is also a sixteen year old daughter that I'm trying to protect and you are asking me to let her ride on motorcycles, meet at your apartment alone and have her drive all over to take pictures." "Susan, I could beg you, but to tell the truth I'm plenty busy. I'm taking a full load. I saw you looking at my grades. I work out every morning. I play tennis two days a week, basketball one day a week. The landlady is a widow and I partner with her on Wednesday nights when she plays cards at the community center. I also have coffee with her on Sunday morning and I play golf on Sunday afternoon. Ms. Widener asked if I could help Lisa and I told her and Lisa that I have some open time on Friday afternoons and Saturday all day. What time I do spend with Lisa, if I do, will mean I get to study later or relax less. I can't promise that she will never have a car wreck. You could have one on your way home. I can't promise she won't see naked men or women. I can't promise that if she gets a glass of wine or a beer that I'll stop her, and I can't promise she will be a virgin tomorrow because I don't know if she is one today." I continued, "Look, I have been on my own for two years and pretty much came and went as I pleased for years before that. I try to improve myself every day but I'm not an angel. My mom trusts me and I try not to let her down. You should sit down with Lisa and talk about everything. You have to decide what is right for your family and for Lisa. I do things that my mom doesn't always agree with, but I'm not afraid to tell her. I have to live my life and I'll live with the consequences of my choices." Susan said, "I know that this is what Lisa wants but she is still my baby girl. I'll talk with Lisa. Is it OK if I stop by from time to time?" "I'm not here much; I just told you my schedule. You are free to stop by anytime and I'll also give you my phone number." As they were leaving, Susan said they would call me tomorrow. I told them that I should be around and thanked her again for dinner. I needed to get an answering machine. It was only nine so I called my grandparents and then Mom and even Dad to say hi and tell them I loved them. I got a call from Susan the next day. She asked if they could come by and I said sure. I was cleaning up when they arrived. I had a cup of coffee and the paper out on the coffee table. I offered them some coffee and Susan accepted while Lisa had a Tab. Susan said, "We had a long talk last night and we each learned a few things. I want to know that this is not all about sex with the nude photos." "I have not had sex with all of the models, if that is what you are asking. However, the point in taking them is usually sensual in nature or we would take them with clothes on or maybe take pictures of bunnies and baby kittens instead." I told her to hang on and I went to my closet and in the back was my favorite picture of all. I had made two copies of the picture series of John and Beth going through pregnancy. I said, "Susan, of all of the nudes I have ever taken, this is my favorite. I have never shown it in my home. They have an exact copy hanging proudly in the hall leading to the master bedroom and she says that she stops to look at it every day." I turned on the light over the dining room table and laid out the picture frame. Lisa gasped and put her hand to her heart. Her mom had a tear in her eye. They looked at each other and nodded. I had just become a mentor. Susan said, "That is amazing. Where did you find them?" "He is my attorney." "How did you get them to pose like that?" "I asked them. People I know trust me. Most of the pictures you see without a face are minors or women who asked for discretion." "Would you photograph me like that?" "Are you going to have a baby soon?" I asked. "No, they all just look so pretty and natural." "I have an idea that I have been working on but needed a couple models. Would you consider a proposal? I would like to photograph you with another woman or your daughter. The original idea was another woman but it seems like you and Lisa have bonded over the last few days, so you may want to go that route." "I have not thought about it. I'm surprised I asked at all." "It is not that uncommon when people find out what I do. I'm a guy. Just think about the naked girls invading your house." "I'll think about it. Lisa brought her camera, do you have plans today?" she asked. "I'll spend some time with Lisa and then bring her home after dark. We missed the shadows cast by the morning light so we will go out and shoot later in the afternoon and towards dusk." Susan left and Lisa said, "What is first?" ------- Chapter 33 I said, "Get naked." "What?" "I said, 'get naked.'" She looked at me silently for a moment, and then did what I asked her to do. When she was completely naked, I said, "Good girl." I had her sit in a straight back kitchen chair. I spread her legs and I touched her back, arms, and chin. I walked around her and then got my camera. I had her sit straight and tall with the legs spread and her hands on her knees. I snapped two shots. She was a beauty. I handed her pink panties to her. I said, "How did that feel?" She said, "Scared and uncomfortable." "Lisa, thank you for being honest. You always need to be honest with me and with yourself. I wanted you to feel what your models will feel when you photograph them. You are like a doctor and your bedside manner is very important. The more you are naked and around naked people, the more comfortable, you will be working with the subject. Go get your camera and I'll be the model. Show me what you have learned." She got her camera but didn't know how to start. I asked, "Do you have any ideas about how you want me to pose? We can stage it as I did with you. I could be vacuuming or reading the paper. It is all up to you. You may want it to be natural." I led her in and showed her Robin making lunch. I also put the John and Beth picture back in the closet. I added, "I could be in the shower or outside, inside or by the pool. That would add a different element to the picture. I could be hard or soft. You will need to decide and figure out what to do if I'm in the wrong state. When you decide what you think you want to do then it is a good idea to let the model know. They can help you or maybe make other suggestions." "I want to photograph you jacking off. I want you on the couch leaning into the corner and stoking yourself with your right hand. I want your left arm up over your head on the back of the couch. Like a slow lazy day around the house." "That is pretty ambitious for your first nude session, but if that is what you want ... I'll do it for you." I asked if she wanted me completely nude or what? "Yes, totally nude." "Will this be a close up or will there be a background. Do you want the coffee pot, on the kitchen counter, behind me, in the picture or something on the coffee table in front? Will my face be in the picture? Do you want me to cum or just stroke it? Will the focus be my facial expressions or my penis? If I cum should I use a rag or tissue to catch it or should it fly all over myself? The last question is the purpose of the picture. Is this to show something or just give you something to masturbate to at home?" "I'm seeing it in my head. I'll have the paper and coffee cup in the foreground and the coffee pot on the kitchen counter in the background. I'll be focusing on your leg muscles, stomach muscles and your penis as the focus point. I was going to have your face in the shot, and I'm going for determination as a theme. I'm sure I'll masturbate to them but that is not the only reason. I want to be in control of the shoot, and if I can do this intimate act then I should be comfortable with bunnies and kittens." I got naked and sat on the couch. I was not hard and the four inches were lying on my right thigh. I had my right leg under my left thigh and my left foot on the floor. I felt more comfortable with my left arm out along the top of the couch but it brought too much horizontal into the shot. I put my left hand behind my head and she was happy with that. She heated up the coffee so there was steam coming out of the mug and said to go ahead. I thought about asking her to show me but instead I just picked it up and started to rub. I was happy that she was still only in her panties and I focused on her tits. I was hard very quickly and she was talking a lot. "That's it. Nice and big, nice and hard. All the way up and all the way down." She clicked every so often and told me, "Tell me when you are close. I want to get the eruption in the shot." I asked her to take off her panties so I could get off faster. She did and she had trimmed herself for bikini season. She stood further away and then stood on the coffee table. She was back a bit when I told her I was getting close. She looked at the camera and saw she was almost out of film. She rewound it as fast as she could and said, "Slow down, wait a minute." She reloaded and then zoomed in for the money shot. After the eruption, as she called it, she zoomed back out to see the ropes of semen on my chest, stomach, and hand. She took some shots of those individually as well and then looked up and said, "That was so amazing." I said, "OK, now it is over and I'm here naked and have made quite a mess. You now have to take care of me if you don't have an assistant. You could lick it off which would be fun but not professional. A towel and a robe would be appropriate but since we are getting comfortable just a towel will work for now." She got some paper towels in the kitchen and brought them to me. We talked about our plans and steps she would be taking. There was a knock at the door. I asked who it was while Lisa and I got up. Monica replied, "It's me. Let me in." Lisa had her t-shirt on with her panties and I told her that she was fine. I walked to the door and swung it open. It was not just Monica staring at my naked body but her mom and aunt were up for the game. I had stepped in it this time. I said, "Please come in." Monica followed me but she was laughing. I walked into my room and grabbed some shorts and a t-shirt. I came out to see that Lisa had slid her shorts on but had left the bra off. I said, "I guess I timed that wrong. I'm sorry." Her aunt, Vanessa said, "From what I saw you don't have anything to be sorry for. You have a little honey here and my niece at the door. We should be apologizing to you for interrupting." "We were finished with round one and were hoping that Monica would join us for round two. I'm Britt, and this is my friend, Lisa. She is taking a photography class and we were working on her technique. As you can see from the pictures on the wall, nudes are my subject of choice." Her mom came over and said, "Hi, I'm Yolanda, I have heard so much about you from both Monica and John at the office." I said, "It's nice to meet you and I think you have raised a wonderful daughter I'm happy to call her my friend." "So she says. She wanted us to meet you before the game started." "Can I get you something to eat or drink? I have beer and wine but not the rest of the tailgate stuff." Vanessa said, "I'll take a beer." I looked at Yolanda and she nodded her head. I went into the kitchen, took three beers out of the refrigerator and when I turned around, I saw all three women looking at an 8 x 10 of Monica naked, facing away from the camera with her hands tied to the loft and a collar around her neck. I was ready to run or defend myself. I heard Monica say, "This is one of my favorites. Britt loves my tits, so I'm surprised he even took it." I carried the beers over to the three ladies. They seemed in a good mood, so I asked, "Ladies, I have a favor to ask." They all looked at me. I said, "I may never have the three of you in a room together ever again. As Monica just said, I'm enthralled by her marvelous nipples. When I asked her about them, she said that her mom and aunt had the same nipples. I would be in nirvana if I could get a picture of all three of you together." Vanessa said, "I'm in if I can see that nice, white cock of yours again." Monica said, "I'm OK but it is up to Mom." Yolanda said, "I'm flattered but I can't risk it. It could affect my career." I said, "I can leave your face out but the picture I had in mind would be more of a rejoicing of life. I'll make you a deal. If you let me take your picture I'll show you the pictures I have of your boss and his wife and if you don't like the pictures I take of you, I'll give you the negatives and destroy the pictures." "You should do it, Yolanda," Vanessa said. "Come on Mom, it will be fun," Monica prodded. Yolanda said, "You have the pictures of John here? And I can take away the negatives of my pictures if I don't like them?" "Lisa and I were going to the dark room after this anyway so you can see them tomorrow." After another round of prodding from her sister and daughter, Yolanda agreed. I had all three ladies get naked. I brought in a rug from the den. I set the rug down in the kitchen and then had them stand in a circle, or a triangle to be exact. I had them put their arms around each other. I spoke to them and said, "You are going to love this. It is going to be so special." I was trying to build them up for the shot. I climbed up on the counter and put one foot on top of the refrigerator. I had them move so my shadow was not in the shot, then I leaned over, and had them all looking down. I saw the tops of their heads and all of their nipples were touching like a three peddled flower. Monica's right nipple was touching her mom's left and so on around the circle. I said, "That looks great but we are here with two generations of strong healthy powerful women who are celebrating their time together when I count to three I want you to throw your heads back and yell hooray like you just won a million dollars. One ... Two ... Three!" Click, click, click. The smiles were brilliant. "That was great. Hold that position." They were all leaning back looking at the sky. I jumped down, got on the floor in the middle of the circle, and snapped a picture looking up at the ceiling. There were no faces in the picture but there were bushes, pussies, tits and nipples. I turned to Lisa, "What pose would you have come up with?" "I would have them all on the bed looking away with those wonderful asses. Maybe watching TV or maybe all reading books together." "You heard her, fresh talent, fresh ideas." I grabbed three books on the way to my bedroom and Lisa was getting them arranged. We took a couple and Lisa said, "Spread your legs a little, I want you to look comfortable." Click, Click. I told the ladies to go ahead and get dressed unless they would rather stay and play here than go to the game. Vanessa looked tempted. I then got the picture of John and Beth out, and took it back to the table and laid it down. Yolanda said, "That is family. They are celebrating birth as a family. We were celebrating freedom and independence. I'm looking forward to seeing them." They each took a beer in a plastic cup and left. I looked to Lisa and said, "That was interesting." "It sure was. Let's go develop these." With the game traffic, I knew we wouldn't get there in the Land Cruiser and so I made an executive decision and we eased over on the Harley. The building was making some interesting shadows so we finished the rolls. We did the negatives and then the prints. I loved the one of Lisa. She loved the one of me from nipples to knees with my stomach clenched and my eruption spewing from my cock. The one where all of the women were looking up was great and the one from the bottom and on the bed was sexy. It was late and I had Lisa call her mom to let her know we would be home soon. We cleaned up and packed up and I took Lisa straight home. I went in to make sure Susan was all right. "Where did you go?" she asked. "Susan, have you ever heard the term jumping in with both feet? That is what we did today. I think you will be pissed at me, but if you ask Lisa she will tell you she learned more today than she has in the last year." "Why would I be pissed?" "I took naked pictures of your daughter. She took naked pictures of me. Some women stopped by and we both took naked pictures of them and then we went and developed all of the pictures." "You took naked pictures of my daughter? Why?" "Because naked models are not bunnies or kittens; they have feelings and fears. She needed to know what it felt like to be in the model's position so she knows how to manage her shoots. I told her and I'll tell you that the more you are naked and are around naked people the easier it is to think and act. Next time you are at the hospital, ask one of your male OB/GYN docs if they still get a hard on every time a woman comes in for an exam. The answer is, no. It becomes clinical to them and they have to know how to make the women comfortable as they do their work. I told you before that I'm never going to lie to you, but you may not like what you hear." "Can I see what you took today?" "Yes, but you can't keep them. I gave the women the rights to all of the copies and negatives if they didn't like them." She looked through the stack. She came to the ones of me jacking off. She asked, "What is this?" Lisa spoke for herself, "After he took the pictures of me he said I could take pictures of him. That is what I asked him to do." "Why would you?" Lisa said, "Can't you see the power in his body as he built up to the climax. I can see the abs tighten, his legs flex and the veins in his penis expand as he came. I had never seen it before and now I have captured it on film. I love them." I said, "I have taken some of the rougher pictures but I don't tend to push the stuff she was doing. Look at the girls on the bed reading books. She laid out that shoot. That is more in line with what I go for in my shots." Susan still had my picture in her hand and asked, "Were you using a special lens for this?" "Mom, I have only seen a few but he is massive." I picked up the pictures and said, "I think I'll go home and catch the end of the game. You two should talk. Let me know what the schedule is for next week." I left a message for Monica to come by between 11 AM and 1 PM. I still had coffee and golf. The women showed up at 11:30. They looked at the pictures. They liked them all but Yolanda had concerns about the shot taken from below them. I think she was embarrassed that she needed a trim. She said that they were OK and she asked if I would make some prints for her of all of them and the other pictures of Monica. "I'll certainly make prints for you from yesterday. I'll go through all of the pictures of Monica and let her pick the others she would want you to have." "That was a diplomatic way of saying that Monica may not want to share them all with me for some reason." Yolanda surmised. Vanessa said she wanted them all too. I reached in and pulled out one of the cum shots that Lisa took. I handed it to Vanessa and asked, "Do you think my student has any talent?" She said, "Oh my, I thought it was hard when you answered the door but this is even larger. I wish I didn't have to get back. I may have to come spend more time with my favorite niece." Monica said, "I'm your only niece, you horny thing. Trying to come up here and fuck my men." I said, "I don't have to leave for the golf course for an hour." Monica said, "You couldn't take care of all three of us in an hour and it is all or none." I looked to Yolanda, "If you say yes I'll take care of all three of you if it takes me three days." "That is trouble; I'll not take a chance on. Come see me when you are eighteen and we can rethink the situation." I stepped in and gave her a soul-searching kiss. I said, "'Till I'm eighteen. I'll hold you to that." I smacked Monica hard on the ass and said, "Don't tease me like that. Come by sometime when you have time for a proper punishment." "Yes, sir" Today's golf game went $7 their way. We were up one on the front and they were up two on the back. It appeared that this time, there would be no dinner or massages. April came down after her shower for dinner and a fuck. She gave me a kiss and said she would see me next week. I think that things had settled down with Tori. Michelle stopped by Monday around 9:30. She had just dropped off Karen and wanted to say hi. She asked about Lisa and I told her the whole story to date. She wanted to see the pictures of her, Monica's family and me. I thought she was going to lick the picture of Lisa. She was hinting for a fuck but I told her to break up with Karen or get a permission slip. I heard from Susan on Wednesday around four. I was studying and there was a knock at the door so I invited her in and she sat in the living room. "I have spoken with Lisa and she wants to keep working with you. I'm not sure what I'm doing. I feel like my world is upside down. Will you promise not to hurt her?" I said, "I can promise to be honest with her. If she starts to crush on me, she will hurt herself. I'll never promise her something I don't intend to keep." "She wants you and she wants to learn from you. You are younger but represent a big adventure to her. Did you plan for those women to stop by?" "Susan, I thought that the student, Monica, was the only one at the door. I thought that this was going to be a great model for Lisa to start with, so I opened the door, and to my surprise, her mother and aunt were with her. I had no clue that any of them would stop by." She said," I have had her on birth control for about six months. She is growing up so fast. Please be gentle with her. I'll trust you." "Thank you, Susan. I'll try to keep her in touch with you. You have to trust her and she has to trust you. She will be off to school in two years, and you will need to have that in place for you to be there for her." She came to me and I held her. I told her that Lisa was going to stay with me on Friday night. I was going to take her camping so we could be on site before the sun came up. She did cry at that. She knew that her baby was growing some wings. I borrowed the camping gear from Dottie. I told her I was trading her in on a younger model of sixteen. Dottie was pregnant and said she needed a break anyway. I told her, "I'm not giving you a break. I'll be here Sunday morning so Nancy can watch you suck my dick from her bedroom window." I was waiting when Lisa got home from school. I had her pack just a couple things, for hot, cold and wet weather. We drove in the Toyota to Dottie's and I loaded up the camping gear. We stopped by the store for food and ice and we headed east. We went down some dirt roads and through some woods until we found a nice spot beside a stream. She was ready to fuck. "Lisa, we can fuck at my place and we can fuck tonight but right now we are going to line up our shots for tomorrow when the light is right. We looked at some old fence lines and some large old Cypress trees. We discussed where to set up and what we thought it would look like. We got back to the campsite and I started a fire. I fixed a simple dinner in a Dutch oven. It was still light and I told her to take off her shirt. I took two rolls of film while she did stuff around the campsite, then roasted marshmallows, and made smores. She was leaning over poking at the fire and her breast hung away from her body, you could see the weight of her breasts. Like when you hold a water balloon by the knot. It has weight and heft. You can see the bounce in them and I got some great shots. We went to bed around ten and zipped our sleeping bags together to make them into one big bag. We lay on top of it for now. We kissed and she was nervous. I loved her young body so I took my time and spent a lot of time on foreplay. Her breasts received a lot of attention. I moved between her legs and savored her sweetness as I licked her until she made me stop. I knew she was not a virgin but I wanted her to be on top and in control. She climbed on and worked her way down onto me. She set the pace for ten minutes and when I was certain that she was comfortable, I rolled her on her back and made love with her. Afterwards we talked about what she wanted and what I wanted. She knew that I cared for several other women and that I didn't want a girlfriend. She surprised me when she said, "My mom needs a man to help her out, so if you two get together don't forget about me. She looks at the pictures of you masturbating pretty often." We made love two more times that night. I had an alarm clock that went off to wake us up so we could go to the meadow and set up a tripod. Then we went to the edge of the woods and set up the other. I did change lenses and got a picture of a young buck making his way along the tree line. We got some interesting pictures and then went back for breakfast at camp. She wanted to make love one more time before we broke camp. We dropped the camping gear at Dottie's, stopped by my place for a shower, and then stopped for lunch on the way to drop Lisa at home. The rest of the weekend went fine and April and I made $19 for one up on each side. So close but yet so far. She came by for her weekly injection before she went up to finish her studying. I did get another call from Michelle on Monday around 2 pm. "The word around school is that Lisa went camping with a college guy and made love under the stars. I have also heard about a picture of some stud with a 12-inch cock spewing cum all over his hunk of a body." "Don't look at me, I didn't tell anyone. As far as the camping, I haven't even developed the film yet." Michelle said, "I can develop it for you or help Lisa develop it." "I develop my own stuff but you can stop by and see the finished product some time." ------- Chapter 34 I was studying around 4 pm when there was a knock at the door. It was Lisa and she had a friend with her. She came in, gave me a kiss and said, "This is my friend, Sonja." I said hello and watched her move to the kitchen and take out a beer for herself and another for Sonja. She was making herself at home and I just sat back to see where this was headed. Lisa went on to show Sonja around my apartment and show her the art on the walls. Eventually they made it back to the family room and Lisa said, "I asked Sonja to pose for me." I looked at Sonja and she looked at the ground. Lisa walked over to her bag and got out her camera. She walked back and told Sonja to take off her top and get on the couch. When she hesitated, Lisa raised her voice and said, "Come on. You said you would do it and not chicken out." Sonja started to undo her buttons but she was also crying. I walked to Sonja, took her hands away from her top, and brought her into a hug. I told her it was OK and she didn't need to get undressed. I walked over and led Sonja to a chair in the family room. I had her sit. Then I went over to Lisa, took the camera from her hands, and handed it to Sonja. I turned back to Lisa and took her by the hand. Before she could react, I had her shorts down and off her legs, I had her panties off, and I was sitting on the coffee table with her over my lap. She was struggling and saying not so nice things to me. I said, "I heard through the rumor mill that there are stories going around school that you went camping with a college guy and fucked under the stars. I think that Dottie may have figured it out and maybe your mom, but only two people know for sure. Unless you went camping with another guy on Saturday night, there is only one person that could have started those stories. Was it you?" "Well, I may have told a couple girls." Whack, Whack, Whack. I said, "There are other rumors that pictures of me, naked, are floating around the school. Some people may even consider some of them pornographic. Is that true?" She was hesitant to answer but Sonja was nodding her head yes. Whack, Whack, Whack. I said, "Today is Monday. On Mondays I go to class and then study until dinner, and after dinner, I play basketball. Did I invite you over or did you call to see if it was OK to stop by? Did you bring a minor over and serve her beer from my fridge before she got in her car to drive?" I didn't wait for an answer. Whack, Whack, Whack. I said, "Were you nice to your model? Did you treat her with respect? Did you care about her feelings and her fears, or did you yell at her and humiliate her to manipulate her into getting undressed?" Whack, Whack, Whack. I told Sonja to take a picture. She took three. I left Lisa crying across my lap and I spoke to Sonja. "I'm sorry if you were tricked into coming here. It seems that Lisa doesn't listen well. I'm Britt. I like Lisa a lot and we are working together to improve her photography skills. I'm not her boyfriend and she is not my girlfriend. I'm not sure why she feels like this is her home because she is a guest just like you. We have a standing appointment to get together on Fridays and Saturdays. For some reason she felt it was OK to stop by on Monday. If I look at my calendar, Monday is the day my cleaning lady stops by. I'm guessing that you and Lisa stopped by to help her clean." Sonja sat with her mouth open not knowing what to say or do. I let Lisa stand but I had sat on her shorts so she couldn't get dressed. I waited silently, looking at her. Finally she said, "I'm sorry, Britt. I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I was just so happy about all that has happened." She turned to Sonja. "I'm sorry for being a bitch. I wanted to show off to Britt that I could find a model that trusted me. I guess I fucked up by bragging and showing off." I put my arm around Lisa's ass and I was pulling her towards me. Because I was sitting, her pussy was at my face level. The door swung open and in walked Shannon with her cleaning supplies. She looked at me and asked, "Is now a bad time?" I said, "No, come on in." She stood just inside the door. I said, "This is Lisa and Sonja. Lisa was just getting a spanking. She will now help you clean the house and then she will ask you nicely to model for her. Her friend Sonja will be in talking to me and then she may watch the shoot to see if she would like to try. We may go to dinner afterwards if it is OK with the girls' parents." Shannon said, "Cool, I can always use more help." Sonja shrugged and said, "I can call my mom." Lisa asked, "Can I put on my pants?" I was proud that Lisa took her punishment well. She took orders from Shannon and they finished the job in about an hour. I had made sure that Sonja was all right. She actually wanted us to photograph her but Lisa put her on the spot and with me there, she rather freaked out. Shannon came in and asked, "Lisa wants to take a few pictures. Is it OK with you if we use your bed?" "Shannon, Sonja may want to watch or join in. Is that OK with you?" "Sure." "I have a little more studying to do. If an orgy breaks out make sure you call me." I finished my assignment and walked into my room to see a naked Shannon and a naked Sonja just getting off the bed. Sonja blushed but didn't try to hide anything. I asked, "Are you alright?" She smiled and nodded. "Good, I'm going to dinner and then to play basketball. If anyone would like to have dinner with me, it is my treat. If not, lock up when you leave." I took off my class clothes so I could change into my gym clothes. I looked up to see Sonja and Lisa staring at me. Sonja was still naked so I walked over to her and then turned to Lisa who snapped a picture of us together. I said, "Now you can have a story for school. You can tell them that the guy in the photo was with you and not Lisa. Lisa was just taking the pictures and you can prove it." I turned and pressed my cock into her belly as I took her ass in my hand. I turned to Shannon. She said, "I want one too." I gave her a hug and then Lisa got one as well. I put on my basketball clothes and all three girls abandoned me for better food than the cafeteria. I called Michelle later that night and told her the story. She was going to try to help Lisa in the darkroom the next day. She seemed to be collecting quite a few interesting negatives that needed to be developed. Shannon stopped by the next day on her way to clean the apartment upstairs. She told me that she had fun with Sonja the day before and that she had kissed her and played with her nipples as part of the shoot. She said that her business was growing and that she had two other girls working for her on Saturdays and Sundays. They each clean three apartments each day so six total. They each get $15 an apartment or $90 cash for the week and Shannon pockets another $120. She stops by to make sure the customers are happy and collect the pay. She said she was getting busy and that she had already talked to the other tenants about having other girls come in and clean. She said she even spoke to Lisa and Sonja. Lisa had done a good job helping her. "Britt, I'll always clean your place myself. I want to remember what it is like to do the work and you will be my customer." "I understand and I appreciate that. If you get too busy you can send one of your girls but remember the French maid outfit and no panties." "You are such a pervert. Speaking of perverts, I think that Benji and I are going to split up. I need more space to work. I'm still in school and I'm running a business out of a dorm room that I'm sharing with two guys. Benji hit on a girl that works for me, when she stopped by to get her pay, I told him that I didn't think that it was very professional and we got into a fight. I'm going to be renting an apartment. I got a good deal on one that didn't get rented this semester." "So tell me something. What is up with you and two guys in one room?" I asked, "Benji and I sleep in one bed and his roommate leaves us alone. Most nights he stays at his boyfriend's house but he doesn't want anyone to know about his relationship, so he keeps a place at Benji's. Benji is nothing but a cheap mooch. I found out that his parents give him money for school, housing and food. However, I have been busting my ass to make enough to put food on the table for both of us for the last two years. If business stays the same, I should be fine. If it keeps growing, I should do great. Thanks for your help." She gave me a kiss and then left to go to work. After tennis, I got a call from Michelle. "Hey Britt, what are you up to?" "Hey Michelle, I was just about to crawl into my big bed all by myself very naked, alone, and horny. Why don't you tell me a story or call Karen and get permission to come over and suck my cock." She said, "I can tell you a story. In class, I asked Lisa if she had taken any photos with you yet; her face blushed and turned a deep red color. She said she had and I asked to see them. She was very hesitant. I told her that if they were similar to your other photos that I knew what to expect. I told her that I may not have been good enough to make it to print but that I had been in front of your lens." I said, "I think there may be a couple of prints in there of you and Carrie but I should probably take them out because Lisa will be looking for them now." "I think after today that she should be OK. She stayed after school and we went into the dark room. She made me a print of your cock but no face. She also developed some hot pictures of Shannon and Sonja. Some of them, taken on a camp-out, were good landscapes and then some hot, hot, hot pictures of you smacking her ass. I had her tell me how it felt and she went through the whole day. She was so proud to be a grown woman that had fucked her man under the stars. She had pictures of your cock and hard body. She was a photographer and talked Sonja into getting naked. She wanted to show off for Sonja and for you. She was as high as a kite and then she crashed and burned with the performance at your place. She was so humiliated when you spanked her but when you were done she said her cunt was dripping. You made her clean your house and her cunt was dripping. You ignored her to spend time with Sonja and both their cunts were dripping. Shannon was a dream and they were all ready to jump your bones. You went to play basketball and eat dinner and the three of them got naked and had a lesbian orgy in your bed. I saw pictures of all of them in different combinations. Shannon took the best picture of them all. It had Lisa sucking Sonja's clit so hard, it looked like it was sticking out almost three inches. I'm not sure she didn't have to use her teeth for that, but you could see Sonja's blurred face as she had an orgasm because of it." "I'm not done yet, Michelle. Are you sure you can't call Karen and come over?" I asked. "Not tonight sweetie. I'm going to go to bed. I don't need permission for my friend, the vibrator, to visit." "Fuck you too, and have a good night." It was only ten so I called upstairs and Tori answered. I asked for April and she came to the phone. I said, "I'm too lazy to jack off, can you come down and help me out?" "You want me to jack you off?" "No we can fuck or you can suck it if you would rather," I replied. "Can I bring a friend?" "You can bring whoever you want as long as they don't want to shove anything up my ass." "I'll be down in a bit, baby." She came down and had Tori with her. What had I gotten into? April said, "Britt, Tori gets upset when we get together because she thinks you are taking advantage of me. She hears us though her floor. I told her that I enjoyed what we did and I invited her to watch and told her that after we finished that she could ask any questions and we would answer them all and you would demonstrate to her anything she wanted. I think she picks up guys that are wham, bam, thank you ma'am and they don't give her time to enjoy it." I said I was fine with that. She dropped her robe and she was naked. We walked back to my bed where we made love for thirty minutes and before my cock got even close to her pussy she had cum twice and I had cum once while in a sixty-nine. We started in missionary position and then changed to doggie style as I reached around and stoked her clit as I fucked her from behind. She came again and then one more time five minutes later as I came inside of her. I pulled out and we kissed for a while as our orgasms faded and the atmosphere mellowed. April looked at Tori and asked, "Is that what it is like for you?" "Only the first three minutes after he started to fuck you. You were moaning in pleasure. I'm usually complaining because I'm not wet enough for them to even get started. Now I see why you let him call you down whenever he is horny." "Tori, would you like a turn with him?" I had mixed emotions. Here, April was offering me a cute girl to have sex with but I had been ready for bed before they came down and I was even more tired from the sex I just had with April. I looked to see Tori nod. Tori's parents were well off and she always seemed so confident but right now, she looked confused and scared. She was only 5' 4" tall. She had the blue eyes and blonde hair half way down her back. She had a nice set of tits and a bubble butt to balance the weight. She wasn't fat but you could tell she was a girl that had to work hard to keep in shape. I did a repeat performance but skipped the sixty-nine. She came on my tongue three times before I rolled on a condom and fucked her. If she thought April was loud, John would be bitching at me about keeping him up. Tori was a very vocal lover and I looked over to see April finger fucking herself. When I finally came my one and only time with Tori, I fell over and could feel a blackness overcome me as I drifted to sleep. I woke in the morning alone. There was a note on the kitchen counter and someone had moved my camera so I was sure that I had some more nude photos of me. I didn't even read the note until I had returned from my workout. I showered and I got ready for class and then when I came out for my coffee, I finally read the note. Tori and I both had fun. You must have been exhausted; I have never seen you so dead to the world. You were cute. I hope you slept well and are refreshed ... Have a great day, Love ya. I had fun too but it did wear me out. School went great and Dottie and I were back at the community center. We had fun and the story had gone around about the game at Bruce and Nancy's home. I didn't need the attention, but many people asked us about it. Dottie and I still won more than we lost and we lost when we got bad cards or were bidding on the same hands. We never got upset if we lost. It was just a game and we both did the right things but luck has a small part in the game as well. Friday rolled around and I had not heard from Lisa or Michelle since Tuesday night. Lisa showed up after school with Sonja and another girl. I don't remember this many pretty girls in my school the first time through. Maybe I had changed my glasses, but I saw budding beauty in all of them instead of focusing on braces or small breasts or coltish legs. They all added character and hope for all of the young girls. I let them take the lead. In truth, I'm just about their age, at most one or two years older, but I was still the college guy with his own apartment. I was every mother's nightmare. The new girl was Jan. Jan was on the gymnastics team and was very flexible. At 5' 3", she was shorter than the other girls were and had small breasts and medium length blonde hair. She was actually a senior and was eighteen but due to her workouts, she had not quite developed yet. I guess it is common in competitive athletes. Lisa said, "I was in the shower after PE and saw her body. I had to have it on film and begged her to come and let me shoot her. I'm still trying to come up with the theme, but she seemed really cool and said that she has people seeing and touching her all day." Jan said, "I saw some of the pictures she showed me and they looked hot. I wanted to be the one whose body turns on many people. My body will blossom one day, but if I compete in college I may stay this way for a little longer." The phrase, "compete in college" caught my attention and I excused myself to the den. I called over to the dorm and got the roommate. I asked to speak with Dani and she happened to be home. I asked, "Hey, stranger, do you have a hot date tonight or are you going to a party?" "Is this Britt, who never calls me?" "Dani, I'm sure you have a dial on your phone as well." "I don't want to be just another slut who calls you to scratch my itch." "Dani, I'm sorry. I think about you all day but when it comes time to fuck, some other girl always seems to slip in front of you in line. I guess they take what they want." "Are you calling me now? Do you want me tonight?" "Well, yes and no. You have an awesome body. You know that. I have been working with a student to help her with her photography. She has another girl as her model but she is the white version of you. Hard and sleek. I want to shoot you together naked, like 'yin and yang.'" "What is a 'yin and yang'? Is that lesbian talk?" "Dani, if you can stay the night with me, I'll let you know how desirable you are to a man. I just want some awesome pictures. I was waiting for the right model before I called you, and she just walked in my door. Please? I'll order pizza." "My coach will kill me for eating pizza, but we will just have to work it off all night long, lover." "Come over as soon as you can, and thank you." I walked out to see what the girls were doing. There were three beers on the counter but no one had opened them. Lisa asked, "Would it be OK if we had a beer?" "Sure, help yourself," I said. Sonja laughed at that and took a swat at Lisa's ass. I said, "I have another girl coming over to model with you. Before you freak out, she is black. She has the same build as you and is a competitive athlete. I think the similarities and the differences will look hot on film. Where should we film though? I think that we could take some here but the situation isn't right. Why don't we go over to the athletic center by the pool? The place is hopping during the day but is dead after hours. If we can find an empty locker room or workout room, that would be perfect. Did you bring any gym clothes?" She said, "No, but I can run home and get some." I called Dani and she hadn't left yet. I told her to bring a bag of gym clothes and some bathing suits. I went in and got some towels, some baby oil and I packed extra film. Sonja and Jan went to Jan's house to get her stuff. Dani was at my place when they returned. We all got in the Land Cruiser and we parked at North Hall. We walked around the back where I always enter and walked past the empty workout room. We went past the empty locker room and saw a couple of other rooms. There was a warm up room for the gymnastics team and a warm up room for the wrestling team. All of the girls had ideas. I had some ideas as well. I had a big ending as well but didn't say anything. We went to the locker room first. I told Sonja that she was the assistant today and that she would be responsible to get whatever we needed and would watch the door for other people. We could have used better lighting but this was what we had. We started the scene with both dressed in track gear and standing in front of the lockers. They both undressed and we had some kissing and then had Jan lie back on the bench while Dani ate her. Normally, they both wear small swimsuits everyday so both had very trimmed bushes. Then we went to the weight room and they used the equipment and each other in different ways. In the gymnastics room, Jan wanted to play, but we used her as the main figure and Dani as the spotter. We went to the wrestling room and the mats on the floor were too much to pass up. They still had on leotards from gymnastics. Jan had on black and Dani white ones. They wrestled around and then got naked and they made out. I had them in different artistic poses and even had both of them curl their bodies into a "yin and yang" symbol on the mat. Lisa and I were both taking pictures and getting different angles. I got out the oil, greased them up, and had them go at each other on the mat. They were slipping, sliding, and ended up in a sixty-nine that both went on until they came. We had to work hard to clean up the mess and luckily, there were towels in the room for cleaning the sweat off the mats from the wrestlers. I led them all back to the locker room and gave my team a pep talk. I said that there was an Olympic sized pool on the other side of that door. It is home to the University of Florida swim team. It is more visible and more accessible than the practice rooms we have been in but I want to get a picture of all four of you butt naked jumping in the pool together and then floating on your back. When we are done, you can get out and dry off. We will go to my place, eat pizza, and relax. You have all done wonderfully tonight. They all got naked and I got a picture of the run and then with all four girls in the air. I took one from further away and then from the pool edge with all four girls floating on their backs. They made it to the locker room and we made it back without anyone catching us -- we didn't even get a parking ticket. I ordered three pizzas so I would have leftovers. I made Dani my special girl, held her, and kissed her. Sonja and Lisa made Jan feel special as well. They told her how hot the pictures were and how brave she was. Lisa wanted to go develop right now but I said that I had plans and to come by tomorrow at one and we could go over to the lab. Sonja was driving so she only had one beer. I asked about the pictures from Monday and if she was going to develop them tomorrow Lisa said, "I developed them at school. Ms. Widener stayed late and helped me." "Did you bring them with you?" I asked. She hemmed, hawed, and finally dug into her pack to pull out an accordion file like mine. She looked at Sonja and got a nod from her before handing them to me. I looked through them one at a time and then went into the kitchen for the better light. Some were good and some were OK. The women were all hot. I told Lisa that they were good. I set aside the one where she was stretching Sonja's clit. I wanted to tell her that this was the best of the bunch but she had not taken it so I looked through the rest that she had taken and found another very good one. I said, "This is your goal-picture, the one that you strive to make them all as good as." Lisa said, "Britt, you promised never to lie to me. I know that this is one of my best from the other day but how can you not say that this one is the best?" She held up Shannon's shot. I said, "I'm sorry. I did lie because I wanted to encourage you. Overall, your technique is better but this shot could go in a gallery. Can I have it for my wall?" She said, "I have the negative. I can make more and unless you know who was here, and when, neither of our faces are clear. I would be happy to have a place on your wall. Maybe you can hang us in your bedroom so we can watch over you." "You are such a pervert." I said. Then I gave her a hug. Jan said, "These are so hot. If I'd known you guys were into this, I would have brought half of the gymnastics team. We all like guys but long nights at away meets can get lonely, if you know what I mean. I think we should go back to my house for a sleep over, if that is OK with you girls?" I asked, "Does the sleep over need an official photographer?" Dani said, "You are not leaving this place for the rest of the night." The three high school girls left to go on another adventure. Dani and I went to my room and I filled the tub for a hot bath. The shower would fit two people and the tub could fit two people. I got her some wine and lit a couple of candles. I got in behind her and took my time with her body. I scrubbed her kinky hair. I washed every inch of her dark skin. I massaged her larger muscles. She relaxed and melted away the tension. I dried her and carried her to the bed, where I kissed and made love to every part of her. After an hour, I centered in on the parts I had been avoiding but they were already building with excitement. I went down on her and ate her up because I loved to watch her stomach contract as her orgasms spasmed in her cunt. I slid up her body and made love to her gently. It was forty-five minutes of slow stokes to get me off. She had less intense orgasms multiple times during that period. When we were both sated, she put her head on my chest and her leg over my leg and she snuggled in for the night. We woke in the same position except my cock was hard and lying against my stomach. She was still asleep, so I lay there and gently stroked her hard body. She woke about fifteen minutes later. She wanted a harder wake up fuck so that is what she got. Because she was a quiet one, Tori could sleep in. I asked her, "Hey, you have your clothes with you; do you want to go for a run with me?" "Loser fixes breakfast?" she asked. I said, "Chicken and waffles." "What the hell, you eat chicken and waffles for breakfast?" I knew the future and in the south that meant chicken and waffles for breakfast. "I can fix you cereal but if I win we can figure out something you can fix." She was actually a good, distance runner. Her specialty is in the 220, 440 and 880 but that means many 5-mile runs for endurance. I remembered that there was a race this morning, a 10k that started at 10 AM. It was late for the races but it had something to do with a frat and they never get up early. I told her and she said it would make it fairer since I didn't know all of the short cuts. We rode over in the Toyota. She said her brother and coach would both kill her if they saw her on my bike. We parked, and I had a place to throw the t-shirt they gave me. The coach was there and had some of his team with him. We all went out together and I pushed it hard. We lost a few of the shorter distance people but Dani kept up even though she was struggling. I had pushed a little too hard with the hills on the course so I settled in to keep my heart rate out of the red zone. Dani came up beside me and said, "You almost dropped me before you eased off." "I know. I let off to give you a better chance. I love fucking after a girl fixes me chicken and waffles. If you die you won't be up to cooking." "Fuck you. I want sausage and eggs with grits." "Grits sounds good with my meal as well." I paced with her for a half mile, and with two left I picked up the pace. There were five of us in the pack and Dani was the only girl. I pushed us all and with a mile left, Dani dropped off the back. Two of the other guys pulled away from me and that left me with the third guy. Dani almost caught me with her 1/4 mile kick in 52 seconds but I held her off by twenty feet. I gave her a hug and shook the other three guy's hands. Dani was the first woman and fourth overall. The guy I was running with got passed with 100 yards to go by Dani. We were trying to catch our breath just past the finish line when the coach came up. "That was a great race. Dani, you did not do yourself any favors." "What do you mean?" she asked. "With the split you ran at the 5k mark and your finishing time you are probably one of the top twenty distance runners in the country, and you have hills on this course. You should plan on adding many a mile to your track career." "Oh shit. I hate running distance. I love my 220, 440 and 880. I get so bored running distance." The coach asked, "What made you come out and run today and what motivated you to run so fast?" "Chicken and waffles. Britt wanted me to run with him and the loser would fix breakfast after the race. I wanted my sausage, eggs and grits but he wanted me to make chicken and waffles and I didn't want to make that." I said, "Chicken, waffles and grits." The coach laughed. "I don't think I can get that approved for your healthy training diet. I'll try not to kill you or bore you to death but I would like to see how you do at some longer distances. And any race you lose this year means that you have to fix chicken and waffles for Britt." I yelled, "Everybody heard that. It's either a blue ribbon for Dani or chicken and waffles for Britt." I put my hands in the air and jogged around in a circle. I came up, gave her a hug, and said, "I hope you never have to fix me breakfast all year." ------- Chapter 35 We stopped by the grocery on the way home and picked up some chicken and a waffle iron. I know they do the bone-in fried chicken but I like the boneless. I had everything else at the house. We both changed clothes and had started to set up when April stopped by. I invited her to stay for breakfast and told her the story of the morning race. I also told her that after breakfast she could clean up while I took Dani back to bed and fucked my new breakfast chef. April said, "Can I help?" Dani said, "Are you being nice or do you just want in on the fuck the cook action?" "Either or both. If you want him alone, I'll survive. If you want some help, I can join you." Dani said, "Sure, I'll fry the chicken and I already started the grits. You can fix the waffles." I drank coffee and watched the girls cook. I did call Lisa and told her I would be busy this afternoon. I said she could have Michelle help her or I would help her on Friday. I asked her to let me know because I would wait for her on developing my film, or if she did hers with Michelle, I would do mine during the week. I told April she should have to run with us. "I did run the one race with you but I can never keep up with when they are or what they are for," she said. I said, "They are always on the bulletin board and the t-shirt they give you has the cause. They are great to have so your date will have something to wear home in the morning without stealing a $50 shirt." "I'm not a slut who has men spending the night." "That is because you never invite me. Can you picture me wearing one of your shirts, standing in the kitchen, drinking coffee in the morning?" She said, "Tori wouldn't mind since the shirt would be too small and your cock would be available to her. Fran may not be too happy." The breakfast was ready and I put some cheese in my grits and maple syrup on my chicken and waffles. The girls followed my lead. They both thought it was awesome. Dani asked if we could have it for dinner as well. I told her that after they cleaned up and I fucked one or both of them, I planned to watch football and eat left over pizza. If I get motivated, I may heat the pizza. They were both welcome to stick around, hang out, and give me blowjobs all day. I got a great response to that. April said, "I guess he wants us to go shopping, Dani. We can take his car, and while you fuck him I'll take his credit card." Dani said, "Why don't you fuck him and I take the credit card?" I said, "Why don't I fuck you both and then, while you suck my cum out of each other, I'll get you my credit card so I can take a nap while you go shopping. When you come back, you can heat my pizza for me and give me a blowjob." April countered with, "Why don't we do what Britt says except when we get back he can get his own pizza and suck his own dick?" "I vote for that," said Dani. When they left after the romp in the bedroom, I handed my card to Dani and said, "Keep it under $500 and thank you for the best breakfast I have had since I came to school here." I did take a nap and watched the Gators play an away game. I was just beginning to worry but they then showed up. They each had t-shirts that were air brushed with "Dani's Chicken and Waffles.", and they had one for me. I told them, "thank you." They asked me if I liked it, and I said, "I'm going to get an orange t-shirt and have the lettering done in blue and wear it to every meet this year. I may buy 100 and hand them out at the meet. I could probably sell them. I know April would wear one." "I better not lose because the whole team will be expecting breakfast. You can have pizza but I think April and I want to perfect the recipe. I have been craving it all day." I would have eaten some, but I had made such a fuss earlier that I just ate my pizza. They did make a few changes and I suggested a little Tabasco sauce. They were on their way and talking about opening a restaurant chain. I just want free food for life for stealing my idea that I stole from someone else. Sunday coffee was nice. Dottie was doing well in her classes and Nancy gave her someone to talk with. They both played cards and they had some ladies over to play. I made Dottie service me and then I laid a blanket on the grass and had her ride me cowgirl style so I could play with her tits. I would always remind her that she was the one who picked out the room where Nancy stayed. I said, "I think you had an ulterior motive. Since it looks out over the garden where we always end up fucking, I think you just wanted her to watch us." April was in a good mood for golf. She asked if we should bet dinner and I said, "No way. You would lose on purpose just so you could make chicken and waffles. You better be running or I'll start calling you chicken legs and waffle ass." "I'm running but I get your point. Everything in moderation." she said. "You should have seen Dani run. She is so fast for a girl. I couldn't believe when I looked back and she was still with me. I thought I would blow her away in the first mile and a half and then coast the rest of the race. She made all the guys pick up the pace. The track coach was happy." At the golf course, April was in a betting mood and said that she needed a massage. Maybe the loser should give the winner a massage again. She went on, "Dinner and drinks and a massage. Of course the money is nice but a pedicure with my dinner and massage would be great." Mandy said, "You just want Chris rubbing on you like a little puppy. All you have to do is ask him." I said, "Mandy, we all know you have a crush on Chris. You are both too shy to ask each other out or just throw the other down and fuck their brains out. I fuck April all of the time because she is good in bed and because her boyfriend is in Boston." Both Chris and Mandy looked at me as if I had just announced their deepest darkest secret. April said, "I'll buy dinner and losers have to fuck their teammate while the winners watch." I added. "The winners then can go in the other room and fuck in private if they want." Mandy said, "Deal." She didn't even give Chris a chance to answer or say no. We played a good round but Mandy and Chris were on fire. They were both concentrating on every shot. Chris sank a 25-foot putt with a double break. They beat us four and five and took $33 each or $66 total from us. April stopped at Burrito Brothers and bought us dinner and I supplied the beer. When we had finished dinner, everyone seemed nervous. We had all seen each other naked before so I said to April, "Come on. Let's fuck." She got up and took my hand. We walked into my room and I started to undress. I looked over and the others were in the doorway. I said, "Come on in. We won't bite but if you can't stand it and need to get at each other, you can use the guest room as long as you need." I picked up a naked April and tossed her on the bed. I figured that Chris and Mandy were both a little on the novice side so I whispered to April that we should give them a sex 101 lesson. She came over and gave me a blowjob. She made sure they could see her hand and her mouth action. She tongued and licked me. After I came, she swallowed it and said, "That was yummy. Now do me." I sucked her breasts and played with them. I then went down and used my fingers and mouth. I had my fingers in her pussy and said, "When I curl my fingers like this, can you feel me rubbing your G-spot?" Her response was, "Oh yes that feels so good. Suck on my clit while you do that." She came hard and then I had her line me up, "Put me where you want me." I didn't want Chris to think he had to stab around to find the bull's-eye. I slid in and started slow. I talked to her more than usual to make sure they knew it was OK. I asked, "How does that feel, baby? Are you wet enough? Do I need to slow down?" "No, that feels so good. Just give me a little while to get used to it and then I want it hard." I did as she asked and after a minute of letting her build up some lube, I started to build my force and speed. She came with a, "Oh yeah, baby, that feeeeelss sooooo ggooooodd. I'm cuuuumming." I let her recover and then had her get on all fours. I came up behind her and she said, "I want to feel you hard and deep. Give it to me, baby." I was going for a couple minutes and when I looked up, they were gone. I really started to pick up the pace and filled her cunt. We both showered and had wine in the family room while were heard them off and on in the guest room. I heard Mandy say, "I want it hard." They came out a little sheepish and Mandy said, "I'll change the sheets if you let me know where they are located." I cut her off. "No need, the cleaning lady comes on Mondays and does the beds and the clothes." "You have a maid?" April said, "We all do. I pay $10 a week and she cleans and does laundry. We pay extra if we want her to iron. I think it is a pretty good deal." "She does it for $10?" "She charges us $30 to clean everything including our bedrooms. She straightens the room, does the laundry as well as the kitchens, baths, dishes, vacuums and mops," April replied. "I pay $25 but I don't have three bedrooms and three people to clean up after," I said. "Do you have her number? I think I could talk my roommates into that." I told her I would write it down for her. I needed to tell Shannon to get some cards printed. I saw that Chris and Mandy were holding hands. I asked, "Are you ready to swap partners?" Chris put his arm around Mandy. April said, "He is just kidding. You guys look so cute. It sounded like you had a good time. I hope you had protection. I would hate to take food out of your baby's mouth when we kick your ass next week." Mandy said, "Dream on, but you don't have to worry about babies. I'm on the pill and Chris came prepared." "Good job. I think we will kick your asses next week while you make goo-goo eyes at each other," I said. Mandy got serious and said, "I know what you were doing for us by setting us up and the way you made love. We both talked about it and we appreciate it. Chris was very good and most of what he did was a copy of you two. Thank you." April said, "We are happy to do it. However, don't think we want to be nice to you now. We still want to kick your asses." "It wouldn't be as much fun if we actually liked you guys." Mandy said. We all laughed and we kicked them out. Chris took Shannon's number as well. He commented, "It is always nice to come over because it is clean and not messy like my place. It also smells nice." Monday was back to the routine. I could have worked a little more over the weekend so I wanted to stick my nose into a book as soon as I got home. I had just about caught up when Shannon showed up. She let herself in and said, "I got two new jobs yesterday, thanks to you." I stood and took down my zipper and jokingly said, "I'm ready for my referral fee." She dropped to her knees. "I moved out last weekend and need a cock. I'll be happy to pay your fee, sir." She left her top off as she cleaned the place. When she was done, I took her hand, and led her out to the patio. Since I had the new chairs delivered, I had not been out here with more than one person. I brought a bottle of wine and two glasses. I said, "Do you have to get home to study, or are you free to hang out for a bit?" "I'm caught up. I studied before I came over. I don't have a boyfriend waiting for me to fix him dinner." I said, "I hope you are happy. I didn't want to split you and Benji up, but I thought the relationship was out of balance. I may have forced things or created situations to highlight those areas. I wanted you to deal with the conflicts before you were trapped in a permanent relationship." She said, "I'm happy. I felt like he was using me or was taking me for granted. I didn't know what I didn't want to know. I know you weren't trying to steal me away because I would move in with you tomorrow. You wanted me to be happy. You wanted what was best for me and you did open my eyes to the flaws in the foundation of our relationship. Even if I get back together with Benji, it will be on different terms." "What do you think about getting dinner with me and then going grocery shopping for old time's sake?" "I think that would be fun, Britt." We went in and I capped the bottle. We were diving down Main Street. I said, "Pull over here." She pulled in and I said, "There is a print shop right there, you need to get some business cards." We walked in and she said, "Mr. Smith, are my cards ready yet?" The man behind the counter said, "Shannon, they are ready, let me get them for you." He handed them to her and she looked them over and handed me one to review. I thought they looked nice. I nodded and she said, "They look great. Thanks, I hope I have to be back soon for more." "Good luck," he said. We had a nice dinner at the Mexican place out by Albertson's. After my tacos, we went to the grocery store. I stocked up on groceries and even bought extra chicken for the freezer. We got beer and wine to restock the drinks. She got stuff for her place too. I asked if she needed anything since she was just getting started. She proudly said, "I have enough money to get what I need." "I'm proud of you. I would love to buy you a present as a house-warming gift or as a business launch gift. Do you need an answering machine, a coffee pot, a waffle iron, toaster, or a blender to make me a frozen margarita?" "You have already done so much and you don't need to get me anything. I do need an answering machine and was saving to get one." I said, "I need one for my place as well. Let's drop off the food and then we can run out to the Radio Shack to get some answering machines." We dropped my stuff off first. Then I got a chance to see her place. It was on the lower end of the scale, but I put on my happy face and told her how nice it was. It was her home and she had worked very hard to make it happen. I was so proud. While she put away her food, I looked around and then we went and got two answering machines. When she dropped me off I invited her in and gave her a bottle of wine and a picture, I kissed her and told her to keep up the good work. Michelle stopped by on Friday. She got there a little before Lisa was due. Michelle had helped Lisa on Monday and Tuesday with her developing. I did mine after tennis. Michelle wanted to see my prints. When Lisa showed up, she was surprised to see Michelle. I said, "Lisa, Michelle is my friend. You are my friend. Ms. Widener stops being a teacher at 3:30 then she is Michelle. If she does something during school hours, we can judge her performance as a teacher. If it is off work, then we judge her as a friend. If she has a beer, it is nobody else's business. If she smokes a joint, it is no body else's business. If she sucks my dick it is no body else's business, but you should pay attention because you may learn something. She introduced us because she thought we could be friends and that we could all trust each other." "She smokes joints?" "I have never seen her smoke one but if she did on her own time I would be fine with it." "Have you smoked a joint?" she asked me. "Not today. How about you?" "No. I wanted to try it but I haven't. Some of my friends do." "Well, you should ask your friends about that. I was just using that as an example. Like the blowjob and the beer." Lisa said, "I understand. You trust me to keep private stuff private." "I would love to smack your ass again. But I would rather do it for fun than for a punishment." "I may like that as well. The spanking was fun but I felt very bad about betraying your trust. I thought you were going to cut me off." Lisa came in and gave me a hug. I told her to take off her shirt. She looked at Michelle and then took it off. I didn't have to say anything about the bra; it was right behind the shirt. I got her a beer and sat next to her on the couch. She was very self-aware and nervous. She asked why I had her take her shirt off. I said, "Because you are pretty and looking at you helps me think. Should we take off your pants as well?" "What about you?" "Me? I can take off your pants if you want. I would love to watch you in your panties if you have any on. Do you have any on?" She said, "Yes." "Let me see." She stood and undid her button to show me some white cotton panties with red and blue stars. I reached over and tugged the shorts down and off her legs. I said, "Now go get your pictures and I'll go get mine." She went over to her bag and I went to get my folder. I dropped her clothes on the chair by the door so she wouldn't feel the need to be putting them back on. While I was in my room, I lost my shirt and then changed into some gym shorts with no underwear. We looked over many of her pictures. We sat at the kitchen counter and we tried to look at each other's work and compared similar photos. I touched her and rubbed her back. I told Michelle that we were working on becoming more comfortable working with nude subjects. Michelle said, "Well, none of us are nude, but this is an area that could get me fired if it were to come out." Lisa said, "I'm sorry. I promise that I'll never tell anyone. Not even Sonja." Michelle said, "My life is now in your hands. I'm doing this to help you become a better photographer." Michelle took off her t-shirt and bra. Lisa said, "Thank you for trusting me. I promise I won't let you down." She gave Michelle a big hug and I could almost hear Michelle's pussy drool as her breasts smashed against Lisa's breasts. I said, "Lisa, I'm only seventeen but I live in an adult world. If I act like an adult then they will treat me like an adult. I don't talk down to kids, but I'm much more leery of what I say and do around them. You also go home to your mom at night. I can't get you drunk or stoned or you would be in trouble. That is why I put hickies on your pussy and not your neck. I spanked you for what you told kids at school. If you hurt my friend, Michelle, you will wish for a thousand spankings over what I'll do to you. We are letting you into the grown up world. Don't let us down." "I understand and I don't have any hickies on my pussy." "I thought I left one there. Let me see." She dropped her panties and I handed them to Michelle as I spread her legs. I found two. They may have only been seconds old when I found them, but they were there. After I found them, we couldn't find her panties so we all dropped our shorts and went naked. Michelle stood between us and helped critique the photos. She knew both Sonja and Jan. She had met Dani at my party so she knew everyone in the pictures. She liked the "yin and yang." I was going to frame that one. She liked the four girls floating in the pool. I gave her a print. Michelle said, "I'm amazed that you had the guts to take these in a public building. I think it adds to the excitement. We can go watch a swim meet and say I know four girls that went skinny dipping in that pool." Lisa said, "It was like we were the only ones there. They could have been having a concert next door but the building was ours. We could do what we wanted. I guess I don't want you telling people about that so I now have to trust you." "We trust each other because we are friends and because it is right," Michelle said. When we were done I asked, "Lisa, do you have any ideas for other projects?" "You had mentioned a shoot with my mom and some other person." "I wanted to have a black woman, white woman session, and when you brought Jan I used her for that. I had also said something about a mother-daughter shoot. If she is not comfortable with that, we can move to plan B." "What is plan B?" "Lisa, plan B is what you come up with. You have looked at my pictures. I have some that I plan for weeks ahead and some that are a moment away. Do you see this one, of me sleeping? My dick is still wet with pussy juice. It was not planned but someone picked up my camera and took my picture when I wasn't looking, or even awake." "I'll think about it. There are so many girls in my school with different body shapes, ages, races and hang-ups. I'll have to explore and see what I can come up with." I said, "If you find any that want a good fuck you can show them my cock picture, and tell them I'll wear a condom to keep us both safe." "I'll be your pimp." "I'm sure you will take your cut. You have fucked every girl you have brought over here. I think you should sit on the couch and let me suck on your sweet pussy some more. Michelle, can you bring us each a beer?" Both girls complied and Michelle enjoyed the view of me eating her student. She rubbed herself, but not full-blown. Just enough pressure to keep her from exploding. She went into the den after Lisa came a second time. She came back with my camera and snapped a few shots. I asked Lisa if she wanted to stay for dinner but she had to pick up her mom. I made sure she was sober and had her brush her teeth. I positioned her in her panties in different poses. I looked to Michelle for guidance. After Lisa left, she said that I could fuck her. Karen had gone home for the weekend and she was going nuts. She made a long distance call and got permission for her to be able to spend the night. "I was going crazy when you had her get naked. The panties were so cute. I'm going to find a pair for Karen and then fuck her silly. Then you were putting hickies on her pussy and eating her for me to see. I don't know if she is inexperienced or clueless. You would make a good pedophile. You need to stay away from my daughter." "You mean our daughters." "Oh, come on. I need some relief. Come fuck me." We spent the next four hours in some form of sexual activity. I made her stop, take a shower and get something to eat. She spent the night and in the morning, I fed her breakfast and had her use the bathroom before I tied her to the bed. "Britt, why are you tying me up? You know that bondage is not my thing." "Because Lisa should be by soon, and it will give her a reason to see you naked in bed with your well used pussy exposed." "Oh, you are so perverted. You are driving me crazy." ------- Chapter 36 I had put a gag in Michelle's mouth and placed a blindfold on her. Lisa showed up and I was reading the paper and drinking coffee. I asked how she was and she said she was doing well. I asked what the plan was for today. "I'm not sure. I don't have a model and I'm not sure what we should work on." I said, "We can just walk around campus. The tennis courts are down the street. The basketball courts are over by the stadium. If you grab my camera from my room, I'll put my shoes on. She walked down the hall and I heard, "Oh my." She came back and said, "She is tied to your bed." "Yeah, she pissed me off. I wanted a blowjob and she wanted breakfast. Neither of us got what we wanted." "Is she OK?" "She should be. She can't go anywhere. You can photograph her if you want but she may want to take pictures of you tied up afterwards. You can go ask her. I bought some studio lights the other day and we can try some things out," I said. She went into my room. She was tiptoeing and spoke like a mouse. "Ms. Widener, can we take pictures of you?" Michelle's hips came up off the bed and she pulled at her restraints. Lisa said, "If you let us then I'll let you take pictures of me when we're done. Did you bring your camera?" She got a nod out of Michelle. I showed the boxes of lights to Lisa and told her I would be back. I went upstairs and knocked on April's door. Fran answered and said, "She is still in bed." "Good, I'll wake her." I went quietly into April's room. She slept nude and I could see her tits out of the sheets. I licked her nipple and kept licking until she stretched and pushed me away. "What do you want, how did you get in here?" "I have a naked woman tied to my bed and I want a dildo or a vibrator and I don't have either. I'm sure you have a selection of colors and sizes." April said, "You came up here to borrow a vibrator?" "And extra batteries if you have them." "You are a pig. They are in the drawer. Wash them in the dishwasher before you return them." I opened the drawer and found a dildo about my size and a small vibrator. I walked over and gave her a kiss. I said, "I have Michelle and Lisa downstairs. You have a key if you want to join in or fix us chicken and waffles." "Fuck off and let me sleep." I came back and Lisa was putting on the light diffusers. I sat next to Michelle and rubbed her tummy. I slid the dildo up and down her body and around her tits. Lisa was watching as I placed it at her opening and said, "Beg for it." Michelle moaned and thrust her pussy up off the bed. I moved the head up and down her slit and then sunk about half of the shaft onto her cunt. I stood up and she kept thrusting to try to get it to move in and out of her. I was getting my camera ready and Lisa said, "You are being so cruel to her. She needs some relief." I started snapping photos of Lisa as she helped Michelle by moving the dildo in and out. Lisa was talking gently, as if she was trying to get an animal to come to her. "It's OK. Let me help you. There you go". Lisa picked up the pace and used her other hand to touch Michelle. As she sped up, she changed her tone to encouragement, "Come on. You are almost there. You can do it. Cum for me." The pinnacle was when Lisa leaned over and sucked her clit. Michelle came out of her skin and started to thrash her orgasm. Wave after wave hit her as her muscles contracted and her body rippled in pleasure. The juices poured out as Lisa removed the dildo. I love the innocent picture of Lisa licking it after she removed it from Michelle. I don't know if she was curious or if it was just a habit. I didn't want to scare Lisa so I rubbed her back and said, "That was so sweet of you" "Can I untie her?" "Do you want to?" Lisa said, "Sure." I said, "You should be naked when you do." Lisa got naked and the pictures of her leaning and stretching to release Michelle are classic. When she was free, Michelle gave her a kiss and said, "Thank you my hero. We are going to be good friends." I said, "Lisa, if you are going to let her free then you will have to take her place. She still has thirty minutes on her punishment." Lisa lay on the bed and I fastened the chains. I put on the blindfold and the gag. I walked into the hall so that Michelle could give me a kiss and say, "We are developing these today." I handed her my camera and told her "Snap away." I went to the fridge and got a small bowl of ice and some water. I got a couple of clothespins from the junk drawer. I use them for keeping chip bags closed but they are good for many things – true multi-taskers. Michelle was doing close ups of her pussy with the trimmed short muff. I walked up and said, "Michelle, you were a bad girl. I don't know what you did to get Lisa to take your punishment but I hope it is worth it to Lisa." I put a clothespin on each nipple and Tori would have been down in two seconds if I hadn't gagged Lisa. Michelle was pleading for me to go easy on her. I said, "It's your punishment. You should have given me the blowjob instead of going on about breakfast." Lisa was adjusting to the pain. I said, "Michelle, I think that is enough. I think they have had enough abuse." Michelle was on her third roll and gave me the signal to hold on until she reloaded. When she was ready, I removed the clothespins and the blood rushing back to her nipples was painful again. I grabbed some ice and put them on her nipples. Lisa was thrashing on the bed. Her nipples were red, long, and hard. As the ice melted and water ran down her breast, I licked up the droplets. I removed the ice and said how much better she must be feeling. "Only ten more minutes, baby, and Michelle will be in your debt" I got the vibrator out. "No more pain. Only pleasure, you are almost done." I turned on the vibrator and made circles around her pubic area. When I would get close, she would start to thrust and I would back off. After five minutes, she was trying very hard. I sunk it into her and she lit up like a Christmas tree. The last five minutes was one big orgasm. She shook, rattled and rolled. Michelle had shot five rolls of film in thirty minutes. I undid her legs while the still naked Michelle worked on her arms, gag and blindfold. Lisa wrapped her free arms around Michelle. Michelle said, "Thank you baby, you were so brave. Thank you for doing that for me." They kissed and hugged but that is as far as they got. The whole thing was a turn on for me. I said, "Are you ready to give me a blowjob now or do you need another hour to think about it?" Lisa said, "I'll help you," to Michelle. They took turns on my cock and balls. It didn't take long. I was blasting rope after rope of cum. Michelle caught it in her mouth. She turned and shared it with Lisa. I did get the shot of their tongues touching as they swapped my cum back and forth. It turned out nice. We left to grab some early lunch and then went to the lab on campus to develop our negatives. We did all the rolls, close to ten of them. We let them hang to dry, sat in the classroom and talked. I said, "Lisa, you have walked into a new world over the last couple of weeks. What do you think?" She said, "Well, I never knew that people did this stuff. I read and know about sex, but beyond blowjobs and fucking, I never really knew this stuff existed. I'm so hungry for knowledge and experience. I want to go home, tie Sonja to the bed, pinch her nipples, then put ice on them, and fuck her with a vibrator. I want to eat pussy and suck dick and fuck big cocks like Britt's." I said, "I used clothespins on your nipples by the way. However, if you start to do those things, someone may ask, 'where did you learn that from?' or 'what made you think of that?' You won't be able to say 'from my art teacher at school' or from my mom or friends. Do you see where I'm going with this?" "Yes." "I told you and your mom to be open and honest so you shouldn't lie, but you have to be careful about what you say." "You can say I was reading a Penthouse over at Britt's and there were a bunch of stories. I asked him to tie me up and it was amazing. He teased me with ice and a vibrator." That will deflect the ideas better than "I went over to Britt's and found my teacher tied to the bed and so I fucked her with a dildo and then we switched places and got fucked with a vibrator. Ya wanna see the hickies on my pussy?" Both girls laughed at that. We went through the negatives and looked at what they would look like. We each picked five or six to print and since they were set up, we made a couple copies of some. We got an assembly line going and went through them very quickly. As we went back to my place I said, "Michelle, maybe you can take Lisa out to take pictures of something she can show her mom and even turn in for class. She is becoming a great porn photographer but is not old enough to be one yet. When we got back to my place, I walked over and pulled out a couple of Penthouses that I still had from Reggie and handed them to her. I flipped open to the stories and said, "Here are some ideas for you." She took them, skimmed though them, and said, "I'll bring them back next week. Can I borrow your vibrator as well?" "No, you little slut. That belongs to a friend and I have to wash it and return it." Michelle said, "Top rack of the dishwasher is best." Lisa left for home and Michelle said, "I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do for Karen." "Just blame it all on me. I got you together and now I want my cut of the action. I'm a pig and a pervert and she knows it. We do need to be careful with the girls. I like 'em young and old but the young ones will get you in trouble. I thought it was awesome when she fucked you with the dildo. She was so sweet and then she licked it clean. That picture was priceless and she didn't even know she was doing it." "She was pretty embarrassed when she saw that." "That girl is as sweet as honey. I had to bite my cheek so I didn't dive in and eat her up. I have some great pictures." The next few weeks were not eventful. Then I got the invitation to a Halloween party. I guess when you invite fourteen lesbians to your 'Back to School Party', that in return; there is a good chance that they will then invite you to their Halloween party. I had no clue what to wear. Should I bring a date? Will someone steal my date away if I do bring one? I called Karen. She is more conservative than Michelle is and I didn't want to step on my dick. Karen said that the parties can get somewhat wild and some of the girls are bi. I should wear something sexy but fun. She said to think of the Village People, not Peter Pan. I did talk to Michelle and she said to bring a date and then spend all night keeping her out of trouble. Don't drive, you will be drunk or high or something. She said I should dress as a gynecologist. I said sure but thought that the ones that didn't think it was funny would be pissy. The question is who if anyone should I ask. When I thought about it, many of the girls I had been with were not afraid of other girls. Most would play along if I were there. Monica, April and Dani had no trouble with it. Lisa would be fun but we would all be in jail. Could you imagine if she showed up in a catholic schoolgirl outfit? I asked April. She is fun and she was my closest friend. I told her that someone had invited me to a costume party with a bunch of lesbians and I needed a date. She was not opposed to going but she had received an invitation to another party the same night at Fran's Sorority. (I didn't know she was in a sorority.) April was just a little uncomfortable. I asked Monica and she had a party with the Alphas but said she would rather go as my slave on a leash than the cave woman outfit she had decided to wear to the Alpha's gig. Dani was in with Monica. I was not the early bird it seems. Lisa flashed in my head but I would rather go stag than go to jail. Lisa's mom is old enough and so is Dottie but I would rather keep both of them away from these girls. Maybe Shannon. She would be happy to go, but maybe I want to take my fourth choice? Do you think Lisa would kill me if I asked the eighteen-year-old gymnast, Jan? I asked Shannon if she wanted to go. I told her that it was a last minute thing and if she wanted to go that would be great but if it was too short of a notice, I would understand. I told her that it would be lesbians hosting the bash. Her response was, "Sure, sounds like fun." Cool, now I needed a costume. Shannon came over and we talked about what we wanted to do. We went through various ideas. She said she was on a budget so we can't go too crazy. I said, "It sounds like it will be a fun and sexy party. I want a fun and sexy costume but not slutty. You could find a catholic schoolgirl costume in your closet but I'm not dressing as a priest. I'm thinking something like a Scotsman and you could be a Bavarian beer girl, like on the St. Pauli Girl beer labels. We could both wear kilts." We looked around and then went shopping. We picked up some things and Shannon took my measurements and told me she would take care of everything. When Friday rolled around, Shannon drove to my place and brought in two bags. We both went into my room and she put on her costume with thigh high stockings a short skirt, a white shirt with sleeves off the shoulder and cleavage to spare and a bib looking thing. She wore saddle shoes. For me I had black shoes with knee socks. I had a kilt, a white shirt that was loose in the sleeves, and chest, it was unbuttoned half way down in front, and a big black belt. She asked what I was going to wear under it and I said, "Real Scotsmen wear nothing so I may as well be authentic. I think you should do the same." Shannon said, "My skirt is very short. I can't be hanging all out." "I'm a big strong man; I can protect you if I want to. However, maybe I'll want to have them all lick your pussy. Have you shaved your pussy today?" "No, I have been sewing all day." I took her back to my bathroom and shaved her clean. I went up to April's and she asked me what I needed now. She had on her rock star costume. I walked right by her and went to her underwear drawer. I started to look. April said, "What do you want? I'm not letting you take my dildo with you again." "I want the skimpiest pair of panties you have." She pushed me out of the way and reached right for a white G-string." I said, "You can rock my world later. You look great and you are a lifesaver. Have fun tonight, baby." I gave her a hug and took the panties back to Shannon. She was skeptical but it was either the G-string or nothing. There are not too many cabs in Gainesville but I had used them before I had their card with me so I had their numbers and had called earlier to schedule the ride. I had the number so we could get home as well. It was 7:15 and we scheduled the cab for 7:30 so I took Shannon out back and fired up the bong. We both got high and then I rolled two joints, stuck them in the baggie, and shoved the bag in Shannon's purse. I had the cab stop by the liquor store and had Shannon go in and get a large bottle of Maker's Mark. I love bourbon and the red wax I thought had the Halloween feel. We showed up and the party was already going. There was music, drinking, dancing and chatting. I didn't know everyone and I wasn't the only guy there. I may have been the only straight guy there. I danced with Shannon and then left her with a drink while I took Karen for a spin. She said she liked my costume. She said, "Britt, I love you and I hate you. You are always there for me. You care about people but you are a slut and a bad influence on Michelle. I saw the pictures of her while I went home." "Karen, is she still with you?" "Yes" "Did she look like she was having fun in the pictures?" "Yes." "So you should be happy that someone you care about was happy and not upset because she didn't fit your vision of happy. That is what Carole was doing to you. Karen, I can take or leave pepperoni pizza. Many people like pepperoni pizza. I eat pepperoni and don't complain. When I'm by myself, I don't order pepperoni. I'm not cheating on my pepperoni-eating friends. I like my friends enough to make them happy when we eat pizza together. They should be happy that I'm happy with sausage and onions when they are not there." "I do want her to be happy." Karen replied. "Michelle loves cock and pussy but you only give her pussy. When you are not around you should let her have cock and not feel bad. Lisa was a treat that she had the opportunity to watch. She did not lick her or fuck her but I let her watch me play with her." "I just don't want to lose her.", she said. "Then don't hold on so tight. Help her to have fun and still be your friend and lover. She will have no reason to ever leave." Karen gave me a hug and said, "You are right, but it is so hard sometimes." My beer wench had two girls hitting on her. One was Tina. I walked up and said. "I'm going to dance with Michelle now. Tina, can you take Shannon out for a dance?" I took Michelle's hand and led her onto the floor before either girl could speak. I pulled Michelle to me and held her close. "How are things with you, baby?" "Things are alright. Karen was a little pissed about our weekend. I took your advice and told the truth but didn't rub it in her face." "Karen told me that you showed her the pictures. I told her that you needed some cock to round out your diet and she should chill out or grow a cock. I told her that Lisa was all me and she should hate me if she didn't like it." Michelle said, "My hero falling on the sword for me." "Do you have any more sixteen year old sluts you want me to help you seduce? The last one was fun." She said, "You are a pig, but a fun slutty pig that I love." I looked over to see Shannon with her ass hanging out and Tina rubbing their cunts together. I walked over and said, "Tina, I expected you to dance with my date, not have sex with her." "She seems to be having fun," she said. "Shannon do you want Tina to lift your skirt and rub your ass while grinding her clit against your G-sting?" I asked. Shannon said, "I was enjoying it while you were off with your other girls." I said, "Tina, I apologize. Is your date looking for a hard cock? We can trade." Tina said, "Britt, you are so cool. I had fun on the river even though I wished you weren't there. I had fun at your party and now you just want your girl to have fun. We usually party for an hour or two and then have an orgy. If you have some condoms, half these girls will want a ride or watch one of the other girls take a ride." I went over to Diane, the hostess of the party. I said, "Hi Diane, thanks for inviting me." "I'm glad you came. I was afraid all of the girls would scare you off. Thanks for the booze that was nice of you. I see Tina is entertaining your pretty little thing. Is there a problem?" "No problems, Diane. I was wondering if your party might be different from normal parties. I don't want to say or do anything that may upset your guests." Diane said, "I could take that the wrong way but I know how you meant it. Most of the girls will just turn you down if you ask them to dance. If they tell you to fuck off, just let it go as a favor to me." I said, "Tina said she would be glad if I stuck around and had some rubbers. I didn't bring more than the one I carry, but if you would rather I be gone by then I can cut it short." "Britt, I appreciate what you are saying. I'm happy for you to stay but just make sure you ask or someone asks you before you slide into any open slots. Bridgette was going to get some ice. Can she pick you up something at the store?" I pulled out a $20 and said, "A box of twelve size large condoms. If she isn't comfortable I can ride with her." She lifted my kilt and said, "Large huh, I heard you were extra-large." It was a joke but I straight-faced it and said, "I can use an extra-large but the snug fit of the large gives me an extra ten minutes of fucking. I know most women like the extra ten minutes." Diane said, "Make sure you look for me when that part of the party starts." I asked some of the cuter girls to dance. Some said yes and some said no. I did see Tina and Shannon making out on the couch. I had one guy ask me to dance but I didn't see the point beyond being polite. I politely declined. I was out on the dance floor with a pretty blonde when Bridgette came up and handed me a box of condoms. She had some money in her hand. I told her to "Keep the change" and she walked off. The blonde asked, "What was that?" I said, "Diane said that I may need some condoms later and asked Bridgette to pick some up at the store. She thought it would be cool to deliver them to me right now in the middle of our dance. I'm sorry for the interruption." The blonde said, "If you put one on you can fuck me." I said. "Where?" She said, "Half of these girls are waiting for you to leave so they can start fucking each other. You can fuck me right here. The couples that don't share will all leave and the ones left will party until we pass out." I thanked her for explaining and then went over to Karen and Michelle. I said, "I hear that everyone is waiting for me to leave so the orgy can start. They also told me that the not swinging couples tend to leave at that time. Are you two going to stay or leave?" Karen said, "It is up to Michelle. We usually leave but if she wants to have fun we can stay and play." Michelle said, "Really, we can stay? What are the rules?" Karen said, "The rules are that when we leave, we leave together and alone. Until then we can do what we want. Are you OK with that?" Michelle said, "I like that a lot. What have you done with my Karen?" She pulled Karen in for a kiss. I went over to the blonde and handed her a condom. She dropped to her knees and lifted my kilt. She grabbed my cock and gave it a few stokes before she rolled on the condom and dropped the kilt. She was dressed like a genie. She spun around, pushed her funky pants to her knees, and bent over. I felt for her passage with my hand and she was a little dry. Half of the room was watching me and I just dropped to my knees and stuck my face in her clamshell. I licked her to get her ready and in a very short time, she was. I stood and lifted my kilt and my cock was hard as a rock, so I lined it up and pushed it home. At that point, some lost interest and others formed a circle to watch me fuck the blonde. The only two guys left came over and watched as well. She moaned out two orgasms before I filled the rubber. I pulled out and removed the rubber. One of the girls and one of the guys wanted to clean me with their mouths and get me hard again. I let them figure it out so the guy licked my cock free of any cum and then the girl got me hard so I could fuck her. The tinker bell with short brown hair was next. I got her off but didn't cum. I went over to the trash and removed the condom. I walked around and saw Shannon with four other girls that were all naked and doing something to someone. I caught her eye and asked if she was OK. She smiled and nodded her head yes. I saw Bridgette fucking Michelle with a strap-on. I found Karen sitting with a drink. I went and asked her if she was OK? She said she was. I asked, "Do you want to go spend some time with me? We can practice for when you are ready to have my baby." "You are my favorite pervert. Why don't we go find someone you can fuck and I'll watch while she eats my cunt?" I took her hand and we found Diane. I lifted my kilt and said. "I followed the arrow and it pointed to you." Diane said, "I'm glad you found me." She turned to Karen and said, "I'm really glad you stayed. When you broke up with Carole, you were on the market for ten minutes before Michelle snatched you up. Half of the women here wanted a shot at you, sweetness." I said, "You can eat Karen while I fuck you. Do you want to be on your back or all fours? I would rather you be on your back." Diane said, "That's fine with me." Diane was naked in five seconds. I in turn, helped the 'princess' Karen with her dress. She climbed on and I watched Diane eat that snatch. I had on another condom when I started on Diane. She was a big girl but not fat. Her tits had a good size to them. Karen played with Diane's tits and I sucked on them as well. I would also kiss Karen's hand and she let me suck her tits some too. When she didn't want me to, all she had to do was lean back and she was out of reach as long as my dick was in Diane. Karen let loose a little and enjoyed her ride. Diane liked the dick she got as well. I still didn't cum but I did in the first blonde so I was OK. I asked Diane if it was all right to burn one, and she said, "If I can join you." Karen was also in, so I found Shannon's purse next to a pussy-eating Shannon and snagged the two joints and a lighter. I lit the first one and handed it to Karen. She took a hit and passed it to Diane. It came back to me and the smell had attracted a couple of others. I lit the second joint and passed it around as well. Michelle showed up when we were down to roaches and I handed her the baggie with the bud and the papers. At that point, Karen and I were feeling no pain so we went over and sat on the couch where two women had just fallen off as they dug for gold in each other's pussies. I held Karen on my lap. I had on my kilt and she had put on a pair of panties but left her dress off. I just kissed her and rocked her. I rubbed her back and she ran her fingers through what hair I had on my chest. I did get a couple kisses from her. Michelle had gotten stoned and she came to the couch. She asked, "Are you trying to convert her?" I said, "I tried and failed and then I gave her to you to watch over for me." I got a kiss on the forehead for that. Michelle said, "She is a keeper, isn't she." Michelle leaned over and kissed Karen on the mouth and it turned into a French kiss. After a while, Michelle took off Karen's panties and handed them to me. She then started to eat Karen as she sat on my lap. I smelled her panties as she watched me and then I grabbed her leg to open her up wider for Michelle. The arm I had around her back came up and pinched her nipple. My cock was trying to get in the game and it was hard and trying to get in the way of Michelle. Karen had her climax and said to me. "I want you to do something for me." "What is it?" I asked. She stood and took both of our hands. She went to a bedroom and I saw Shannon taking it from behind with a strap-on while she ate more pussy. Some people were just vacating the second bedroom. Karen pulled us in and told Michelle to lie down on her back and get ready for me to fuck her. Karen came to me and asked for a condom. I handed her one and she opened the pack and rolled it on. She hugged me and said, "I want to be between you two as you fuck her. I want her to feel your big cock as she looks up into my face." This was new for me but I was willing. Karen gave me the wait signal, walked over, and climbed on top of Michelle. They started to make out when Diane walked in. She started to approach them and I waved her off. She came to stand by me and we watched together as they built their passion. I told Diane just to watch. Karen gave me the signal and I slid onto the bed behind her but between their legs. Diane thought I was going to fuck Karen but at the last moment, I dipped down and slid into Michelle. Karen did scoot forward just a bit to give me a better angle and then we listened to her. Karen was talking to Michelle, "Baby, I love you. I'm fucking you. Can you feel my cock, my big, hard cock as I fuck you baby? I'm going to cum deep inside you and plant our baby in your tummy. Doesn't it feel wonderful to feel my cock as you suck on my tits? Our babies are going to suck on these tits. Don't you love the feel of my cock, baby?" That was all it took and Michelle went off. I was glad she had Karen and me to hold her down as her hips were trying to slam into my cock and throw us both off the bed. Karen said, "That's my girl, cum all over my cock. I'm getting closer to planting my seed inside of you. I can feel my cum stirring in my big balls, getting ready to go on an egg hunt. I'm going to fill that sexy cunt of yours and you will be the mother of my children. I'll keep you barefoot and pregnant and you will take my cock whenever I want. Do you like this, baby, do you like my cock?" I couldn't take it anymore and when Michelle came again, I was with her. I filled the rubber and slid out of her. I slip off the condom and handed it to Karen. I kept Karen between me and Michelle the whole time. Karen held up the rubber in front of Michelle and said. "I wore a condom this time, but when I finish with school I'll leave this off and you will get off the pill and we will make babies and be a family." They went back to kissing and loving each other and Diane took my cock in her mouth. When she was done, she got up and said. "That was the most loving, the hottest lesbian sex, I have ever seen." I nodded in agreement and then walked out to leave them alone. I looked into rooms and ended up in a chair in the living room watching lesbian sex. Karen and Michelle stopped by after about thirty minutes and said they were leaving. They called a cab and then both came and sat with me and gave me hugs and kisses until the cab came. I told Karen, "That was hot." Michelle said, "I have never felt so much love. Next time I need to fuck her." The cab came and I went to see if Shannon was close. She was asleep so I woke her and got her dressed. We had the cab take us back to my place. I made her get in the shower with me. We were drifting off to sleep and I remember thinking, "I hope April didn't have any sentimental attachment to that g-sting because I couldn't find it. I knew she should have gone commando." It was 4 am and I was out for the night. ------- Chapter 37 I woke to the smell of coffee and bacon. I used the bathroom and then wandered out to see what was up. Shannon had on one of my race t-shirts. As I sat at the counter, she slid a cup of coffee in front of me, and I looked at the clock to see that it was now 10:30. Neither of us said anything. Last night had been awkward from the time our first dance had ended. I needed more cream for my coffee, so I walked to the refrigerator and got some out. After I returned it, I went to Shannon and kissed her cheek, gave her a light hug and asked, "Did you have fun last night?" "I am not sure. I think someone might have drugged me. I remember what I did, but I just didn't feel like myself. I still feel somewhat groggy this morning," she said. I asked, "Do you want me to call the police and file a rape report?" "No, I know what happened and I even remember you asking me a couple times if I was Ok. I know that it wouldn't stick in court and even if it could, I wouldn't want to go through that. I probably would have gone along with most of it anyway, but I feel like someone took advantage of me." I pulled her in for a stronger hug. "I am so sorry, baby. You know that if I had known I would have done something." "It is like the time I went out for drinks and didn't find out until the end of the evening that it was two for one night and every drink I had was a double. I had twice as much to drink as I thought and I was hammered." I said, "It will be Ok. I will make some calls after people start to wake up. I don't know what they did or didn't do but I am sorry that you feel this way. I thought you were just exploring your wild side. Whenever I checked, you, you seemed to be having fun." "I was, as far as I can remember, but, after you went to dance with Karen it was like someone flicked a light switch and I was a different person in a different frame of mind." I said, "Let's eat breakfast, and then figure out what we want to do next." I somehow knew that Tina was a devious girl, and most of the time I liked her spunk, but I didn't believe in rape or drugging people to manipulate them. I would make a few calls. We finished breakfast and I told Shannon to go and shower. While she did that, I cleaned up the kitchen so my cleaning lady wouldn't have to worry about it on Monday. She came out in a pair of my gym shorts and the same race t-shirt. Next, I took a shower and we had another cup of coffee together. She was accepting of what had happened, and it wasn't as if she was a virgin and someone had fucked her. Everything that happened to her, she had done before, but that was not the point. She had to go and check on her customers. I asked, "Did you give out your phone number or address to any of the other girls?" She looked scared and then said, "I gave out my card to most of them when Tina asked for my number." I said, "If they call, tell them not to call again and then hang up, and if they bother you, call me." She gave me a hug and we apologized to each other for what had happened. I went through my workout even though it was late. There were some people in the pool, but no one said anything to me. When I got home, I went up and asked April if she could take a ride with me to the mall. When we got there, I led her to the lingerie store and said, "Your panties didn't make it home last night. I liked the look of them though, so you should buy a couple more." "Good, I don't really like sharing my undies with other people anyway. It sounds like you had a fun night." I told her the story of Shannon at the party and that I felt bad about losing her undies. She gave me a hug and said, "Things could be worse than getting your pussy eaten. It sounds like you did the right thing and checked in with her. She just wasn't in a position to respond or maybe she was drunk and she was just feeling remorse. It could be that nothing wrong was done." I thanked her, picked out some other stuff I would like to see her in, and then picked up some plain cotton panties in different sizes for when someone may need some the morning after. I looked and found a pair in white with red and blue stars as a present for Karen and Michelle. I called and found that Karen and Michelle were both at Michelle's, so I rode over and got a big hug from Karen and she said, "Thank you so much for last night. It was really special for both of us." I handed her the bag and said in her ear. "Go put these on while I talk to Michelle." She trotted off. I sat with Michelle, told her the story about Shannon and the party, and asked if she had any insight as to what may have happened? She called Diane and asked her to come over. Karen came out wearing only the panties and asked sweetly, "Is this the present you bought for me? They are very cute. I may have to shave off all of my hair so Michelle will feel like she is eating one of her little girls from class." Michelle looked at me and said, "You are such a bad boy. Here you are, talking about protecting Shannon and at the same time setting Karen up to be molested." "I have heard you can't rape the willing. I would say she is definitely willing, the sweet little cunt." Diane came by and I had to repeat the story. Diane looked at Michelle and then Karen stood up, looking very pissed. I guess as a medical student, Karen understood drugs more than everyone else does in the room, combined. It sounded like someone had slipped a combination of a roofie and ecstasy into her drink. It had happened before, but not typically without the person knowing. I mentioned that Tina seemed to be the one in charge. I said, "I care about all you girls, and I am not one to out you or your group, but if you come after me or my friends you will learn that I do not fight fair. I have the means and the desire to do whatever it takes to make wrongs right. We can either go to the police or you can take care of this issue yourselves, but if you want to sweep it under the rug, I can't and won't make any promises about collateral damage." Diane said, "Society just doesn't accept us, there are not that many lesbians in Gainesville ... Something like this would shine a bad light on us and create a Salem witch-hunt. I want to kick the shit out of that girl." Diane picked up the phone, called Tina, and told her to get her ass over here, NOW! Tina showed up, and when she saw me, she clearly knew that she was in trouble. Karen went off at her. "You stupid bitch! What do you think you were doing? I know you have used those drugs before, but how can you use them on someone who didn't know about it, and at a party where you then gang raped her? What is your problem? Do you want us all to go to jail, to lose our jobs, and then to get us all kicked out of school? There was more pussy lying around last night than you could eat in a month and you had to drug that girl, you dumb cunt." Diane said, "I think she covered everything quite well. Well, what do you have as a response?" "We were just having fun. I had a few Tabs for us and when she came by, I just dropped one in her drink to see how she would respond. It was just a joke," Tina offered as a lame excuse. I said, "That's like a guy saying 'She accepted the date and then we went out to lovers' lane to make out. Obviously, she wanted me to fuck her so I did. Now she feels bad and she is calling it rape. If she didn't want me to fuck her, then she shouldn't have gone to the movie with me. I was only having fun."' I knew that many lesbians were lesbians because some asshole had over-stepped his rights and date raped the girl. Now they don't like guys at all. Some are natural born lesbians, but the rest of them were girls molested by any number of men before in their lives. I wasn't going to let her get away with a double standard that it is Ok for girls to rape girls but the guys should be castrated and shot. That is what I told them. Diane agreed with me and now the question was what to do with Tina. Tina said, "I'm sorry." I asked, "Tina, if you were raped and the next day the guy said 'I'm sorry, ' would that be enough for you?" "She was having fun. She enjoyed it," Tina replied. Karen reached back and punched her right in the face. Karen, mild Karen, just cold cocked the little bitch. "That is what the guy that raped me said. I was saying 'stop stop.' He said that since he was enjoying it that I must have been enjoying it as well. That fucker raped me. Just because I was drunk and he fucked me doesn't mean I wanted to be fucked or enjoyed being fucked." I could see that Tina had struck a nerve with Karen and was going to have a shiner as a result. I knew it would never get to court and Shannon wouldn't do anything about it, so I asked, "What do we do now? We can't castrate her and I don't think we can shoot her." Diane said, "We will take care of her or she will disappear. If you want to be there or have Shannon there you can, but we will deal with this as a group and it will not be pretty." "I trust you to take care of this and I am glad to see you are taking this seriously. Many of the girls also got cards from Shannon. I would appreciate if you could tell all of them never to call her and, please, tell them just to forget her name. I have treated everyone with respect both on the river and at my party. I made sure you were safe and taken care of. I came to one party and you did this to me and to my date. I am not sure what type of reputation you are trying to put out to the world but I don't think this is what you want as the face of your group." I got up and walked out. A couple weeks later, I happened to see a black and white photo of Tina and she was beat to hell. She had to take a week off from work while the swelling in her face went down. ------- School was a routine, which was good thing. I got my work done and scored well on my tests. I went home for Thanksgiving with Mom, Bill and the girls. Cathy and Cindy were going to their mom's for Christmas so Mom, Bill and I went to Atlanta. I caught a ride with Mandy, so I paid for the gas while she drove the whole way. She and Chris had been dating and losing at golf. Chris actually asked us to give them strokes on the four hardest holes. We are still working through that. I enjoyed the time off and spent time with the grandparents. Grandpa and I went even spent time together at a Hawks game where he told me that he planned to retire soon, and thanks to my insight, they would be retiring very comfortably. They would be building a house down next to Mom and Bill. While I was visiting, I worked out quite a bit. Just before New Year's Eve, Mom and Bill flew back home. Mandy even invited me to a New Year's Eve party and we had fun. She was trying to hook me up with all of her friends and I found myself maneuvered under the mistletoe more than once. Eventually danced with Mandy and asked what she had been telling her friends about me? "I told them I was bringing a friend from school who was cute, hung like a horse, and amazing in bed." I asked, "Which one is on the pill, free of STDs, can suck a golf ball through a garden hose and can go all night long?" She nodded her head to a girl that reminded me of Jan. A little on the short side but looked to be packed full of energy and power. "That is Sarah Jacobs. She's very picky, but worth the effort." "Not you, Mandy?" I asked. "Trust me, if Chris weren't in the picture I would have never brought you here. We would be at a hotel somewhere." After the dance, I went over to Sarah. "I have heard that you are the woman here that is worth the effort. What can I do to please you?" "Who told you that, and what does that mean exactly?" she asked. I replied, "My name is Britt, and if you would please dance with me, we can discuss it." She nodded and we danced. "There are a lot of girls here who are coming on to me. I asked someone why, and was told that there were rumors going around. I asked about which of the girl here would be the one that all of the guys here would want to leave with, and the answer was you. I could play the game all night of trying to impress you or I could just tell you that you are my first choice based on my friend's advice." "Well, Britt that is quite a forward approach. I have heard rumors about you as well, and I am not sure if I should be curious or scared. They may not be true." "Sarah, I am not the one that started the rumors, and I have not even heard them, so I can't comment on the truth or accuracy." "I have a car in the side lot. I think we could spare fifteen minutes to find out," she said. We went out to her car and we went into the back seat. She straddled me and we started to make out, hot and heavy. She had on a dress that made it easy to get to her cunt. I wasted no time and after a couple rubs outside of the cotton undies, I pushed the crotch to the side and slid my finger in to her hot box. I stoked twice before I added another finger and curled it up to feel for the rough patch. I found it and stoked her G-spot. We were French kissing and she had her hand behind my head. She was moving up and down on my finger as if she had my dick inside her. I used my thumb to make circles around her clit when she had her first orgasm. Before we got in, I had moved the passenger seat forward so after her orgasm started, I dumped her onto the seat and fit my body into the floor space as best I could. My mouth closed over her entire cunt. My tongue went into her slit and I licked her inner lips. Then I followed by sliding my tongue in to try to lick her g-spot. I repeated this a few times for a new experience. Then I focused on her clit, sucked her, and licked her to another orgasm. When she came a second time, I looked at my watch and said, "Only thirteen minutes! What do you want to do for the last two?" She said, "Do you have a rubber or do you want me to suck you off?" I said, "As long as I get off, I'm happy. What is your pleasure?" "Let me start by sucking on it but I may change my mind." When I opened my pants, I took out my wallet and handed her the rubber. I said, "Just in case you change your mind." She was a good cocksucker. She was in a hurry and used every trick she knew to get me off as quickly as possible. It was only ten minutes. I said, "We make a good team. We could have a week's worth of sex in one night if we had to." "I don't have all night. I told my parents I would be home by one and it is almost twelve. We need to go in for the New Year." We went back in and had a toast and when New Year's came, we kissed. Mandy came by and when we kissed she said, "You taste like pussy." "How would you know? Whose pussy have you tasted recently?" "Fuck off." Sarah said, "We haven't got to that part yet but if he is half as good at fucking as he is at eating pussy, I will have to make time to look him up. And Mandy, thanks for the good word." She kissed Mandy and even slipped her the tongue. Mandy said, "You taste like cum." "Yep. Thanks again," Sarah said as she wandered off. Mandy drove me home and said, "Britt, you amaze me. I knew that she would be the hardest to get and threw her name out to give you a challenge. You were back forty minutes later with the deal complete." "She was fun. Thanks for the good word." ------- We got back into Gainesville on the fourth. School started in three days but most of the students were making their way back. I walked upstairs on the morning of the fifth and knocked. I knew that April had flown in the night before, since I had let her leave my car at the airport and I saw it was back in its parking spot this morning after my run. She did the Happy New Year stuff with a hug. I handed her a t-shirt and told her to go change. We decided to jog over to the track, and made our way to the stands. Both of our shirts had a blue ribbon on the back and above it the lettering said, Dani's Chicken and Waffles. It was smaller on the chest on the front side. Reggie came by a little later and asked about the shirts. I reached in my bag and tossed him one. I said, "Anyone wearing a shirt gets a free breakfast, cooked by your sister if she doesn't get a blue ribbon." He said, "What is chicken and waffles?" April said, "Just this side of heaven the way she makes them." We saw Dani warming up for her first race of the meet. I yelled, "Chicken", April yelled, "Waffles." Reggie joined me and we yelled, "Chicken." April came back with, "Waffles." Dani waved and then jogged over to the fence. She said, "Hey guys, thanks for coming. Reggie, where did you get that shirt?" Reggie said, "No shirt, no breakfast. You have to play to win." "I better win so you can fix me breakfast," she said. "I can't win every race. I am in four today." I said, "The longest and the shortest. We will change it to a red ribbon for the other two." "That makes it the 220 and the mile. Great. I want eggs, sausage and grits if I win." "I could have April make you chicken and waffles if you want," I said. "That sounds yummy." She jogged around the track to finish her warm-up. We were cheering for her and the other Gators all day. Some of the people around us asked about the shirts and we told them the story. When she lined up for the mile, we had the whole stands cheering chicken, waffles back and forth. She won by fifteen yards. The 220 was a much closer nut but she won by two steps. The 880 she won and in the 440, she finished second. Somebody please feed the girl. She was so happy and her teammates were calling her chicken legs. After the meet, she came up and said, "I hate you." "I love you too." "My whole team is calling me chicken legs." "I love chicken legs; especially, the tasty dark meat. I could eat those legs all night. I would even make you breakfast in the morning.", I teased. "So you like the dark meat. Maybe I should keep the nickname." Just then, another runner from her team came up and said, "I hear that you are fixing breakfast if you don't win the mile in every meet this year. That will be cool." I said, "Only if you are wearing the t-shirt." "What t-shirt?" I reached in my bag and tossed her a shirt. She held it up and read it. "Chicken and waffles? That doesn't sound so great." I said, "Then don't wear the shirt. Trust me that it will be your loss." Dani said, "How many shirts do you have?" I said, "One less than five minutes ago." "Give me that bag. I can't fix breakfast for the whole team." "They can make their own shirts. You just got a break. They only pay you if you lose the mile. The other races are just for fun," I laughed. She introduced me to Wilma. She was a sprinter but they were friends. Wilma said, "I have heard about you. Can I fix you breakfast sometime?" Dani smacked her friend and said, "Leave him alone you slut." "Can I at least come over and see the pictures?" "Wilma, you can come over, but you have to be naked to look at the pictures." She flexed and said, "I ain't got nothing to be ashamed of." "Come over tonight with Dani. I will fix both of you breakfast in the morning." Wilma said, "He talks big, Dani. Can he handle us both? Or is he pissin' in the wind?" Dani said, "I have never complained." They both came by later and April was there. I introduced her to Wilma. April asked her, "What do you fix for us when you lose?" "I don't know. I can make ham and red eye gravy. I am not as good as Dani. You would get sick of red eye gravy real fast." I said, "April do you want to help me make some chicken and waffles?" April said, "If I can stay." Dani said, "You all don't even know how." I said, "I can take care of it. Get me some olive oil and I will show you how it's done." "You can't use olive oil to fry chicken. You are going to ruin my meal." I said, "Do you think you can do better?" "Get out of my way and pay attention." She made the chicken and April made the waffles. They adjusted the recipe the way they talked about it last time and I thought it was better. I said, "I wrote down the secret recipe. I will be able to sell this for a million dollars one day." "Fuck you and give me that. That is mine and when I am a billionaire you will not have my recipe to black mail me with." "How am I supposed to fix them for you next time, if I don't have the recipe?" I asked. "You are such an asshole. Now I have to fix them every time. I need to have April sign an NDA and a non-compete. This college stuff is helping me already. Britt, you can wash the dishes." "OK, I can sing for my supper." Wilma was still skeptical. When she took the first bite, she was trying to figure out what it tasted like. The second bite she didn't care. "This is awesome. The whole team will be wearing your shirts and hoping you finish second." "You better not say anything," Dani said. She did though, and by the end of the year, every teammate was wearing a shirt over their uniform. Dani didn't finish first in three races during the regular season. The first time she had to feed April, Reggie, six teammates and me. They came to my place for breakfast. The next time it was twenty people and we had to eat in shifts. The last time she had to get permission to take over the athletic cafeteria and the whole team, all the coaches and a bunch of others showed up. One coach even invited the girl that beat her and everyone clapped when she got her plate. She was from Alabama and she said, "I will have to beat her every time if this is what I get as a reward." Dani didn't have to cook for everyone but she did make up the flour mix in secret and the waffle batter too. She instructed the kitchen staff on what to do and then sat down and took in the compliments on her fantastic food. I complimented her on her body that night as well. Wilma did stay the night. She lost her bravado but went along for the ride. Her ass was black as the night and hard as a rock. She was like Dani with almost no fat on her body. She did have larger breasts but they were not fat just firm. She was not a virgin and even let Dani straddle her face as we were fucking. I loved the feel of her stomach and leg muscles as she pulled me hard into her body. As I was pulling off the condom, I heard her say to Dani, "Now I understand what you were talking about. You better invite me over here when you come from now on." I oiled both of them up and took some pictures. They sure were hot. ------- Chapter 38 I finished my second year and decided that I needed to get away, but because I thought it was important, I stayed to attend Shannon's graduation. She was doing so well in her own business that the job offers she was getting were just a few steps up in pay and she had to answer to the man. She and I sat down and came up with a business plan. She would offer cleaning and laundry services at universities and colleges. Her goal was two percent of the students for laundry and one-half percent for cleaning. She had to print up fliers and have the bulletin boards staked out so when the mommies first came in to drop off their babies, that they would be convinced that they couldn't survive without her services. The university had 25,000 students. Two percent would be 500 kids at a rate of $10 every 2 weeks or $10,000 a month. She bought mesh bags for each client so their laundry never left their bag until they folded it and returned it to the bag. She contracted with the local hotels and after hours, used their industrial machines. In addition, she hired students at minimum wage plus a quarter to ensure that she could handle the additional clientele. Her margins were thirty percent profit or $3,000 a month, nine months a year or $27,000. The cleaning was targeted at 125 kids at $10 a week or $5,000 a month. Her profit was $2,000 for the nine months or $18,000 a year. That was $45,000 from the University of Florida alone. She visited Vanderbilt, Florida State, Georgia, Georgia Tech, Tennessee, North Carolina and Duke. It took a lot of work on her part but to support her extended environment, she ended up having to hire territory managers that cut back on her profit. However, in ten years, she was making almost $240,000 a year in take home pay. She took off two months every year and had all of the holidays off. With the income from her business, in four years she paid off the $100,000 loan that I had Grandpa co-sign. She eventually found a guy and married, has three kids and moved to the mountains of North Carolina. I didn't want to sit in my apartment all summer or go home to hang out with Mom so I decided to hit the road and explore the country. I wanted to be free and have the wind in my hair, so I packed up my Harley and pointed the thing north. I made it to Atlanta and popped in to get a home-cooked meal from Grandma, and I told Grandpa about my plans. I had three months to cruise the country. I wanted to see the Pacific Ocean and maybe go to Seattle and wherever else the roads took me. I had some cash and my credit card. I would see about getting a tent but I didn't have that much room on the Harley. The contents on the trip were condoms, camera bag and film, two pairs of jeans three t-shirts, two pairs of boxers two pairs of briefs, four pairs of socks and running shoes, hiking boots, walking shorts, gym shorts, a heavy button down shirt, a light jacket and a rain suit. I rode, wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and hiking boots. The rest came and went based on the weather. I took off from Atlanta and cruised through Chattanooga on my way to Nashville, TN. I went to Vanderbilt University and then to the Parthenon down the road. It was a pretty place but the downtown area was kind of run down. I went to a music joint, and listened to bluegrass and country music. It wasn't the weekend so it wasn't too busy. I came in early for dinner and stayed for the music. I met some ladies that had come in after work for dinner. Between songs, I would ask them about the music and some of the instruments they were playing. They invited me to join them at their table and I bought them another round of drinks. After another set and a couple more drinks, they invited me to go dancing at a country bar. I thought we were at one, but they said that this was listening music, not dancin' music. We went into a big barn-looking place, just outside of town. They taught me how to do the two-step. It's kind of like walking, but with a little swagger. After about ten minutes, I had the basics and after an hour, I could have given lessons. We must have walked a couple of miles as we danced around in a circle. I would dance with one and buy drinks for the other. Around 10:30, Shirley told me that they had to work in the morning. They were both secretaries at the main office of the electric company. I asked if either had a couch I could crash on since I was just a poor college kid trying to see the world. I hinted that I had spent my sleeping money on their drinks. They looked at each other and I think they both wanted me to escort them home. Neither of them wanted to sound like a slut so Linda said, "If you need a place you can stay on my couch unless Shirley has room at her place." Shirley said, "I have a newer couch that you could stay on unless you would rather stay with Linda." This could take all night. I said, "I'm tired. Let's do this, heads Shirley has to put up with me, and tails Linda has to make me breakfast. Ok?" They both nodded. I caught the quarter. It was heads. "It looks like Shirley is cooking breakfast." "Can you follow me?" she asked. I followed her to her house. I grabbed my bag and went inside. I sat down and lost the boots, socks and button down. I was down to my jeans and a white t-shirt. I took off the shirt and asked, "Would you mind if I took a quick shower? I want to rinse off the grime of a day on the road." I thought the twenty-five year old woman was going to jump me right there. As she showed me to the bathroom, I asked if she wanted to wash my back. She played hard to get until she could finish getting her dress off. She beat me getting naked and we washed each other. She liked it hard, fast, and all night long. She was a moaner and we just fucked in the missionary position for about three hours until she had to go to sleep. In the morning, we decided to skip breakfast and did a quickie instead. To make up for that, I stopped at a truck stop for breakfast where I ran into a couple of other bikers. They were looking at my Harley when I came out. We talked a bit and said they were going towards St Louis. That was kind the direction I was headed so I fell in with them and we rode together. We rolled into St Louis around four pm and I found a hotel that was reasonable. I took a shower and I decide that I wanted to see what was going on. I picked up a local paper and saw the Cardinals were in town for a night game against the Astros. If you show up to most sporting events alone, it isn't hard to fine a good seat. I was on the first base line about six rows up five seats in. The Cardinals had lost the game last night big, by a score of 5-12 but came back tonight and won, 5-3. I had a hot dog at the game, but after the game, I was still hungry so I found a pub near the stadium and had a good meal. The next morning I decided to spend another day in town, so I worked out and ran. The pool at the hotel was too small, so to make up for it, I ran a few extra miles. I threw my clothes into the washing machine and then went down to the street for a quick breakfast. I came back, put the clothes in the dryer, and read the paper in my room. When I finished my laundry, I went over to see the famous St. Louis Gateway Arch. I didn't realize it was a National Park or that there was a museum in the base. I spent hours going through the museum, listening to talks and of course riding in the egg shaped elevator to the top of the arch. I went on a tour of the Budweiser factory and wandered around downtown. I had bought two books at the Gateway Arch. One was about Lewis and Clark, the other was about the National Park system. I was going to leave town the next day and didn't want to sit in my room so I rode over to Washington University. I walked around, took some pictures and then found a bench to sit and read for a while. I saw a couple cute girls, but they were doing something besides looking for a cute, young stud like me. I had a steak dinner and went to bed early. I checked out after my morning routine (without the run and swim). I checked the atlas in the morning and picked some back roads that ran parallel to I-70 on the way to Kansas City. I was between Jefferson City and Sedalia when I saw a farmer out in the field baling hay. I love to watch machinery and see how things work. I learned how to make beer yesterday and bale hay today. I pulled over. I was watching the tractor, scooping up the hay until a rectangular bale fell out the back. I was watching the baler, but then saw another tractor pulling a hay wagon. There was a younger lady driving the tractor and two women loading the bales onto the wagon. It took both of them to throw the bale onto the wagon and then after they had five or six up, they would climb up to move them into place. It seemed that the wagon could hold about 180 bales. I was watching these women struggle and I felt bad, so I walked out into the field and asked them if they needed any help. The older lady introduced herself as Sandra Grimm and her daughter as Susan and pointed to the other girl driving the tractor as Rebecca. She said that they couldn't afford to pay much but would love to have me help them. I said, "Just tell me what to do." Sandra said, "If you can walk beside the wagon and throw the bales up into the wagon, then Susan and I can move them into place on the wagon. It is hard work and you will get pretty dirty." I took off my clean t-shirt, put it on my Harley, and then jogged back out into the field. The bales weighed around eighty pounds each. I won't say it was a walk in the park but I was enjoying the manual labor. We picked up speed and I loaded a full wagon and then unloaded the bales into the barn twice before we stopped for the day. I was dirty, sweaty and tired. We were up at the barn, and I started to say goodbye, when Sandra asked, "Can you stay for a couple days and help us finish? We had planned for two weeks to get this hay put up, but I think we could finish in two more days if you can stay and help. If we do that, we can get it all put up before the rains come in." I said, "Sure, why not. Is there a hotel nearby so I can get a shower and a bed?" "You would stay with us. We will feed you and give you a room in the house." "Sounds like a plan. Do we need to do anything else to get ready for tomorrow?" I asked. Sandra said, "Daddy will fuel up the tractors and look over the baler. You can get your motorcycle and bring it around to the house. I'll take a shower and start dinner." When I pulled into the driveway, it was almost dusk. Rebecca was in the hen house collecting eggs and putting them up for the night. Susan was on the porch shucking five ears of corn. An older man, who I later found was Mr. Fisher, was checking on the tractors. I went over to introduce myself and ask if he needed any help. He said, "My daughter said you were a big help today. We had a good crop this year and this will make sure the cows have plenty of food over the winter. Thank you for your help today and for staying to help. It is hard to get this done with just the girls and me but everyone else has their own crops to deal with. Go in and get a shower. You ended up with the dirtiest job and there will be a line behind you." I grabbed my clothes and went into the house. Sandra was in the kitchen and told me that my room was the first on the left down the hall and the bathroom was the last on the right. I grabbed some clean boxers, a t-shirt and my other pair of jeans. I walked barefoot down the hall and found the door closed. I didn't hear anything on the other side so I wasn't sure if I should knock or just open it. I didn't have to do either as Susan opened the door. She had a towel wrapped around her and her dirty clothes in her arms. She was surprised to run into me. I stepped back to let her by, and a pair of pink panties fell out of her pile and landed at her feet. Two thoughts passed through my mind. Should I make her stoop with just a towel on or should I be a gentleman and pick them up for her? I was a gentleman and picked them up. She thanked me and hurried away. I used the john and took a quick hot shower making sure to leave sufficient hot water for the others. After I dressed, I went to the kitchen to see if Sandra needed any help. I set the table and I saw Rebecca head for the shower. Sandra told me to have a seat and she poured me a glass of tea. I asked about the family and she told me that this was her father's farm (Mr. Fisher.) That she and her two baby girls were living here with her parents when they told her about the death of her husband in Viet Nam. Her mother passed away about five years ago. Her daughters were eighteen and fifteen. I said, 'You don't look old enough to have an eighteen year old daughter." "I was her age when I got pregnant. I'm thirty-seven now. We raise cattle and corn mostly. We have hay fields to feed the cows." She said. Rebecca came in and I saw Mr. Fisher head for the shower. The food smelled delicious. She had a roast in the crock-pot all day and had cooked some corn and biscuits since we had been home. There were some green beans in a bowl already on the table. We sat down and Mr. Fisher said grace, and then we ate. Everyone was so hungry that there was no talking for about five minutes. After the hunger pangs died down, they asked about me. "I'm a student at the University of Florida. I'm seventeen and I'll be a junior next year. I grew up in Orlando and decided to take this summer and ride out to see the Pacific Ocean. I came north and west as I head toward Washington State. I then plan to go down the coast and then ride back across the southern states. The baling machine intrigued me so I stopped to watch, and then it looked like the ladies could use some help so I offered. I'm not on a time table and can always head back if I need to" I said. Rebecca said, "How did you get into college so young?" "I skipped some grades and tested out of some classes. I started when I was almost sixteen and now I'm almost eighteen." Susan said, "You were a big help today. Mama and I need both of us to get those bales up onto the wagon. You just tossed 'em right where they needed to go. We were loading one about every five or six minutes. You were waiting on us most of the time but we were going about a minute a bale. I bet we get most of it done tomorrow and we will finish the next day with your help." Rebecca said, "If you would have kept your eyes on your work and not on his body we could have gone even faster." Susan said, "Rebecca, you shut your mouth." Sandra said, "That is enough of that talk." Mr. Fisher said, "Britt, I'm glad you are here but these girls will drive you crazy." "Granddad!" came out of both of the girls in stereo. After dinner, I offered to help clean up but they sent me out onto the porch with another glass of tea. Mr. Fisher came out to join me. He turned on the radio. We listened to his Cardinals playing against my Braves. The Cardinals had lost to the Braves the night before 2-1. Tonight the Braves were killing them, 12-1. To ensure that there were no hard feelings, I told Mr. Fisher that I had cheered for the Cardinals when I went to the game a couple days ago. He said to call him "Mel." Mel and I were listening to the game and I was listening to him complain about the Cardinals. He said it was too painful to listen to them lose so he was going to bed. All of the girls came out after they finished inside. They asked if they could change the station to some country music instead. It was an older station and the music was more instrumentals. We talked about all of the things I learned today and what tomorrow would look like. We would be out of the house by seven. Sandra would fix breakfast. Rebecca would take care of the chickens. Susan would pack a lunch for us to eat in the field. After that, it would be a repeat of today. Sandra stayed for a couple more songs as the evening began to cool off. I asked about laundry. I said, "I'll get my last pair of jeans pretty dirty tomorrow. Can I borrow your washing machine when we get back tomorrow night?" "We will make sure you have clean clothes. Have a good night, Britt. You are a life saver." Sandra said as she made her way into the house to get ready for bed. Rebecca said, "Susan and I like to dance at night. Since you are here, will you dance with us? I sometimes get tired of dancing with my sister." I said, "I can see why. Her boobies can get in the way during the slow songs." They both giggled. Both girls had nice breasts. The farm work kept them fit. I know that the tight jeans they were wearing were great fun to watch. Rebecca said, "Most boys like to feel our boobies during the slow songs." I said, "Well, we can try if you insist." I stood and held out my hand to take her for the first dance. I started in the correct dance position. By the end of the first song, I had my arms around her waist. She had her boobies pressed against my chest and her arms were around my neck. After the first song, Rebecca leaned her head up to give me a kiss. We were half way through the song when Susan came up and said, "Tomorrow is my turn. You two have fun but don't stay up too late." She kissed her sister and then took me into a hug and kissed me. Rebecca said, "Tomorrow will be here pretty soon. Let's take a walk out to the barn. We went to the barn, she took me back into her arms, and we started to kiss again. I kissed her back and moved my hands to her breasts. I whispered, "They aren't so bad. We should take a look at them and see what makes them so special." "Britt, we don't have time to play around. I have a blanket over here. Let's get naked and skip the baby steps." I pulled off my t-shirt and had my jeans off. I reached for my boxers and they joined the pile. I was already hard from the kissing and she said, "Oh yes. That should feel really good." We went up into the hayloft and there was a layer of hay under the thick wool horse blanket. She led me over and then dropped to her knees to take me in her mouth. I didn't let her go too long. I undid the zipper on the back of her dress along with her bra and when she stood, everything fell to the ground at her feet. She didn't have any panties on so she was naked. With a flick of her toe, the blanket was clear and she lay down. I went straight for her pussy and made sure she was wet and ready. I grabbed a condom out of my wallet before I put it in her. I started slow to make sure she was comfortable with me. She seemed to be enjoying it. We picked up speed and we were going hot and heavy. She liked me as deep as I could go. Her legs were around my back pulling me in. I could feel her cervix with each thrust and she wanted it harder. She came and I just kept pounding. I was ready a few minutes later but wanted to wait for her. I was dying and couldn't hold back any more so I finally released into the rubber and the pulse of my cock set her off for her second orgasm. She kissed me and thanked me. She said that tomorrow she would share me with her sister but tonight was very special to her. We cleaned up and went back to the house. She said that the work started early and we needed to sleep. The crisp, cool air along with the warm comforter wrapped me such that I felt like someone was hugging me all night. I slept well and woke with Sandra rubbing my back and saying, "Baby, it's time to get up." I rolled over and her hand stayed in place to rub my chest and down onto my abs. I went to sit up and with my hands on the bed, I lifted and my butt scooted up toward the headboard. Her hand went down my washboard abs and ended up on my morning wood. She couldn't pull her hand away. She stroked me a few times before she got control of herself and pulled her hand back. She kissed my cheek and said, "Come and get your breakfast, sweetie." I walked down, used the john, and I came back to my room and dressed. I was the last one to the table and we all started to eat our big breakfast. We worked hard all day and when we made it back to the house, we were all exhausted. I had pushed myself hard and the ladies had to work hard to keep up on their end. After we got back to the house, everyone had their jobs to do. I helped Mel fuel up the tractors and put new string in the baler. Sandra had taken her shower first so she could work on dinner. I was waiting when Susan came out. She had on her towel but adjusted it before she stepped into the hall giving me a peek at her luscious body. I had just gotten naked and was finishing relieving my bladder when Susan just walked in to get my dirty clothes. She was a bold one but her sister knew what she wanted as well. Mel had finished storing the baler and would help on the wagon tomorrow. This would give Susan and Sandra a break to work on some other things. The horses had been out in the meadow for a week while they worked on the hay fields. They would work on the horses and on getting the house back in order. Rebecca would pull the hay wagon for us but we should be done by lunch. Sandra made fried chicken for dinner. No waffles but I ate four pieces of chicken. We had baked potatoes and green beans. I had my large glass of iced tea with dinner and then went out on the porch with Mel. The girls worked together in the kitchen. The Braves went on to win 7-1 and Mel commented, "It is games like these that make it easy for me to catch up on my sleep. You all did a great job today. I was expecting to be working on this for the next two weeks. I'll see you in the morning. Sleep well," I felt kind-of cool with my shorts on, so I was pleased when Sandra came out and handed me a blanket. Susan then sat next to me on the swing as we listened to the radio. She put the blanket over her legs as well and used it to hide her hand as she stroked my cock. I put my arm on the back of the swing. Sandra and Rebecca were both in rocking chairs. We all listened to the music for about thirty minutes. The stars were so bright out in the country. Sandra stood, stretched, and said, "I think it is time for bed, Rebecca." She looked at Susan and said, "It is kind of cool tonight. You can come inside but you have to be quiet and go to your own room to sleep." "OK. Good night, Mama." When they had gone in, I stood and walked out to my Harley and grabbed a couple of rubbers. I found her naked in my bed. She had her right leg bent and her pussy was clearly visible. I took off my shirt and shorts, laid on top of her and we kissed. Her lips were soft and full. I rolled her hard nipples in my fingers and we took our time. I ate her to her first orgasm and watched her put a pillow into her mouth as she came. I moved up over her and slid in. She was much more patient than her sister and we were slow and steady as we both built toward our orgasms. When we were both done, she grabbed a tissue, wrapped my used condom, and kissed me goodnight. I heard the toilet flush down the hall as I drifted into my dreams. I awoke to a mouth on my cock. I looked down to see Sandra. She didn't finish me off but sat up and said, "Both of my girls had good things to say about this big dick of yours. Based on the sample that I just had, it tastes like my eldest didn't do a very good job of cleaning you up last night. I brought your clean clothes in. We should be done with the hay by noon today but they are predicting big storms tomorrow so I'm not sure if you want to get to Kansas City or if you want to stay another day until the rain passes. Daddy will probably go stay with his girlfriend tonight if we are done with the hay. They have been dating for a couple years." "I may stay another night or two if you have something for me to do." "I'm sure something will come up," she said with a smile. That morning we went out and powered through two and a half wagonloads. We made it back and I went out to say hi to Susan and see the horses. We came in for lunch to see Mel hanging up the phone. He said, "Britt, I want to thank you for all of your help. We have a big storm coming in tonight and tomorrow. We would have lost a lot of hay with the amount of rain they are talking about falling. I just got off the phone with my lady friend, Alice. She needs some work done at her place. Since we are done so early, I'm going to go over this afternoon and get the project started. I'll be over there for a couple of days. I hope you have a good trip and you are always welcome, even when we aren't putting up hay." We shook hands and he headed toward the shower. After a late lunch, it was my time, I climbed in and let the hot water beat into my muscles. I heard the door open and unless it was Mel looking for some action, I wasn't concerned. I felt Rebecca move the curtain and climb in behind me. She took a washcloth and scrubbed the dirt and grime from my body. I washed my hair and then did hers. When she got out of the shower, her body was pink from the hot water and my scrubbing. She said her Granddad had already left, so I put on my boxers and carried my dirty clothes to my room. Sandra came in and asked if she could give me a massage? I'm never one to turn down a back rub. She had brought some ointment with her and she really worked my body until I was mush. I rolled over and said, "Do I get a happy ending?" "Yep, and then some. I told my girls to have the chickens taken care of and dinner ready at six so we have two hours." She took me in her hand and started to give me a hand job. This moved into a blowjob. She finished me off and swallowed my load. She then stood and got naked. She told me that she had an operation after she had Rebecca, and that she couldn't have any more kids so if I was clean, she I wanted to feel me shoot off inside of her. I said, "You are making my day, woman. I'm not sure if I'll be able to get out of this bed today." I spent the next two hours wearing myself out again and trying to bring some pleasure into Sandra's life. So I started talking nasty to her, which is what I like to do. I talked about fucking her daughters, "And now I'm going to pump my sperm right into your womb. I'm going to start a new baby in your belly. When she is ready, you can call me back to fuck her too. Would you like that? Maybe I should knock up your daughters so I can fuck your granddaughters too. You can hold their legs for me, granny." The mental part of the act got her going. Mel was gone so she could care less about the noise. Both of her daughters couldn't take it anymore when they heard the things their mom was yelling and the last fifteen minutes and three orgasms from Sandra had an audience standing in the doorway. I pumped into her and said, "Susan and Rebecca are watching you conceive their baby sister." That sent her over the top for the last time. Sandra fell asleep so at 7:30, we had to wake her up for her to eat something. She wanted to go one more time before I put her to bed for the night. The girls took that as a signal that it was their turn. I couldn't get them to turn on each other but we had a marathon session that started that night. Those girls kept me going in a routine of fuck, clean, sleep, and fuck, clean, sleep, and fuck ... By morning, Sandra was up and helping with the food part and didn't stop her daughters until my box of condoms was empty and the two that the girls carried, were gone as well. The thirty hours were so tiring, I was almost thankful to kiss them goodbye and move on to Kansas City. I was happy to see that when I opened the bag on my Harley, they had cleaned all of my clothes. When I arrived in Kansas City and found a hotel, I was happy to take a long hot shower and have a dark room to sleep in. When I awoke after my nap, I had some great BBQ, and then went back to sleep for the night. I turned my Harley north, and found that the roads swung back and forth between Iowa and Nebraska on my way to Sioux Falls SD. I spent the night there and then headed west. I ended my day at the entrance to the Badlands National Park. I had read about it in my new book and decided to explore. I loved the canyons, and the color was fascinating. The bison and prairie dogs were both new to me, and I ended up back at the same hotel after my day in the park. I wanted to pass through North Dakota just to say I had been there. I made my way up I-85 to I-94 and made a left toward Montana and Glacier National Park. I spent the night in Poulson, Montana. Going-to-the-Sun Road in Glacier National Park was a mixture of amazing beauty and fear. The drop offs were straight down with almost no shoulder on the road. The hike to Hidden Lake was pleasant. I had been on the road for a few days since my stay at the farm and was looking for some hot young women to spend some time with, but only found couples and families visiting the National Park. I stayed another night on Flathead Lake before riding down into Yellowstone National Park. I saw all kinds of amazing land features and animals. I walked a few of the marked hiking trails and read a lot about the history at each of the locations where I stopped. I stayed my first day outside of the west entrance and had a great meal of bison. The next day I walked the second quarter of the loop around the park. I saw Old Faithful do her thing and saw more elk and a bear. I spent the night after another day of taking in the wilderness. I woke the next day and drove down into Grand Teton National Park. The lake and mountains contrasted and made great pictures. I woke early the next day to get the sun rising in the mountains and I walked a ten-mile hiking route. The next day I made my way around the other half of the circle that makes the loop in the Park. I went out the north entrance to the park and on to Idaho. I pulled into Coeur D'Alene and found a hotel overlooking the lake. When I went down to dinner, I asked to sit on the deck. It was a seat yourself place so I was lucky that I had arrived early. It filled up rather fast, and as I was waiting for my food, and I was sipping on my drink, a young guy came by and asked, "Are you almost done?" I told him that I was still waiting for my food to arrive, but I had extra seats and he was welcome to join me. He said he would but he had his girlfriend with him. I said, "No problem." Larry and Cathy made a cute couple. They were from Spokane, Washington, and were on their way up to Lake Pend Oreille to spend the night there and go sailing the next day. We enjoyed some stories. They were amazed at my age, and that I had ridden a motorcycle as far as I had all by myself. They invited me to join them in the morning to go sailing and I accepted. I paid for the Coeur D'Alene dinner and drinks and told them, I would see them in the morning. I was glad I had brought my jacket, as it was cool outside. I was not lost on the boat after the previous summer with April and her father. We pulled out from the marina under power and then quickly raised the sails. He told me that the depth was over a thousand feet. It was amazing to see mountain goats high up on the cliffs. Larry explained that glaciers had carved out the whole lake. We spent a great day on the lake and Larry and Cathy were fun. We got some speed up as the winds funneled down the lake. The cliffs focused the wind into the channel. Larry told me about how the lake was so deep that there was a submarine base located there, where they did testing on sonar. I was amazed that a glacier could carve this great lake and then melt. "They" would never mention Lake Pend Oreille when they invented man-made global warming to add additional taxes to the American people. I guess there were not enough cars or factories to make it fit their story. We went back to Coeur D'Alene for dinner and then they drove home to Spokane. I drove through the next day on my way to Seattle. It was cold riding through the pass but when I came into the city, it was much warmer. I had been there a few times my first time through and liked the city. I checked into the Hilton at the top of the hill, overlooking the sound as well as Lake Union. Seattle is on Puget Sound; from there you can go north to the Strait of Juan de Fuca. This waterway runs between Canada and the US and leads out to the Pacific Ocean. With all that water, you would think that was where the action was. When they built Seattle, they did it on the side of a hill, at the top of the hill is Lake Union, and to the east is Lake Washington. These are freshwater lakes with a canal and locks to raise and lower boats down to the Sound. They filled the lake with crab and fishing boats as well as pleasure boats for the locals. There are big and small boats everywhere ------- Chapter 39 I caught up on my sleep and then headed down to Pike Place Market. They have fresh fish, produce, flowers and other farmer's market wares. I wanted to walk around, but first I went across the street to get something I had been missing for a few years. Starbucks coffee. I know some people don't like them and others can't live without them. The first location opened across from the public market. I am not a mocha, soy, half calf, latte kind of guy but I have acquired a taste for the coffee with cream and one sugar. I made myself not learn the vetni, grande stuff and always just order a large. They take my money and do the conversion for me. I sat and watched the market come alive as I enjoyed a cup of joe. I went over to the market and was just walking around and met some hippie chicks selling honey and hemp necklaces. I asked about their stuff and found that they lived in a commune down in Oregon, raised the honey and made the jewelry. They came up once a month to sell their stuff for a higher price than they could get back home. They were staying in their VW bus for a few days. I told them that I would stop by on my way back so I didn't have to carry everything. I picked up some nice Washington apples and some cherries. I watched the guys throw the fish that people ordered and that they needed to wrap up for the customer. I looked at some posters on a bulletin board by the stairs and saw that the Boss, Bruce Springsteen was in town. Bruce is one of those guys that put his all into every concert and I was not going to miss it. I made it back to the honey girls and bought some honey and a hemp anklet for mom. I told them that I was going to see Bruce that night and asked if they wanted to go. They thought it sounded like fun and accepted. I told them that I only had a motorcycle so either we could take their bus or I could get a cab. They offered to drive and they would pick me up at my hotel. I told them I wanted to get high and that I would try to get some weed if they were cool with that. Sonny looked at her friend Tess and said, "We can sell you some if you want?" I said, "I will pay you for it tonight. You can hold it until then. Do I need to get papers or a bong? There is a head shop around the corner." Tess said, "We got that covered. We will pick you up at six." They pulled up at six and we stopped for some food at one of the restaurants along the waterfront. We made it to the show and without too much searching, I found a scalper with three extra tickets. I bought them and, for the next thirty minutes, proceeded to fill the van with smoke. When we finally emerged there was a collective "Whoa, dude" as the cloud of smoke left the van. They made a couple of quick sales but shut it down before the cops showed up. We went in and partied to the three-hour set. When he finished his encore with "Quarter to Three," we felt like we had been dancing all night. We had each brought in a couple of joints and quickly made friends with the group around us. One of the guys said they were going over to the lake to party on his uncle's boat and invited us to join him and his friends. The "boat" ended up being a 1967 70' Custom Steel Pilothouse. It was a floating palace right on Lake Union. We brought some more weed, which I paid for. Tom had the drinks covered and we drank and smoked the night away. A mini orgy broke out and the girls and I joined in. Tom's uncle was a single guy and took care of his nephew very well. Sonny and Tess were into the free love and gave it away to others and me. Tom shared the harem he had brought with him from the show and the six guys and fourteen girls had their share of fucking and sucking. When the guys slowed down, Sonny and Tess started a little girl on girl action until we recovered. We passed out on the boat and in the morning, the girls dropped me at the hotel on their way back to set up for the day. I did drop by again after I got my morning coffee fix. They were heading out that night and invited me to stop by the commune if I was nearby. I got me directions and told them I might but not to wait up for me. I got a couple of kisses before hitting the road. I drove right through Portland and made it into Eugene before dark. I found out that the Grateful Dead had been in town the night before. There were a bunch of Dead Heads still around the university area, so I acted as if I was a bum and found some girls that wanted to party. Tom's uncle wasn't around, so I had restocked my condom supply. There were bonfires around and people just having a good time. The girls I met up with were broke and needed some food so I took them to a local restaurant that catered to students. The waitress actually asked to see if I had money before they took our orders. Candy and Mindi were students at UC Berkley but were off for the summer and they wanted to see the Dead, so they had just taken off. We got them some food and then went back to their car/home for the week. I found that the hotel across the street had a suite as the only room available and I asked if they would rather hang out by the bonfire and sleep in their car or come across and party in the hotel and sleep in a bed. They wanted a shower, a joint and a hard cock to play with. They were also into girls so we did the three-way until the morning when I made them leave so I could check out and continue my journey. I skipped the commune and went down to catch the 99 to the coast. I ended up in Redwood National Forest. I did finally stand with my feet in the Pacific on this trip. I had a bumpy ride to see Fern Canyon, but it was worth every bounce just to hike back into the prehistoric-looking setting. Next, I rode to see the huge Redwoods. I had a motorcycle so driving through one was not a big thrill for me. I skipped it. It started to rain in the afternoon so I put on my rain suit and motored down to Eureka, California. This is a prime pot growing area but I had enough so I went and had seafood at the docks instead. I was just riding around after dinner and had my camera with me as I stopped at one of the beaches. It was summer so of course there were kids at the beach. They had a big bonfire and a few kids were throwing a Frisbee. I was good at a couple of different throws from my time with Karen, so after taking a few pictures, I asked if I could join in. There were two girls and a guy. They were locals and were home from college for the summer. After a while, we wandered over to sit by the fire. The girls, Shelby and Mickie, wanted to get high and Phil was willing to help them. They offered me some and we sat on some logs that had washed up and watched the fire burn. We talked about school, summer and my trip so far. I did make out with Shelby while Mickie played with Phil but they were all living at home and had to leave before it was too late. I went back to my hotel and read some before I fell asleep. I left the next morning and took the 101 south to San Francisco. I did the almost 300 miles and decided to relax and take a break from traveling. When I pulled up in front of the St Francis, I looked out of place with my clothes and my motorcycle but I needed to recharge. I had stayed here before on my other time line and always enjoyed my stay. I asked for a suite and they ran my card. My residence for the next three nights was the 32nd floor of the "Modern Tower." I parked my bike in the garage between a Rolls and a Benz. I took a shower and changed into my shorts and a clean t-shirt. I walked the four blocks to Nordstrom's and replaced everything I had except my running shoes. I got a leather jacket for the road. I got new jeans and t-shirts. I did get a pair of dress slacks and a couple of shirts that I would probably leave behind but with them, I wouldn't look so out of place at the hotel. I bought some new riding boots and a pair of loafers. I can't walk into the Oak Room wearing sneakers. I went back, changed into the proper clothes for the location, and dug out my book about National Parks. I went to the lobby to read about some of the parks that were between here and home. I was also people watching while in the lobby reading. I saw an older man and his younger wife checking in and saw they had a daughter about sixteen with them. After they got their keys and walked toward the elevator. I planned it so I would arrive about the same time. We waited only a minute before the doors opened. The man entered and held the door for us. He pressed thirty and I said, "thirty-two please." Thirty-two meant money in this hotel and he raised an eyebrow. I asked how their stay was so far and he said they were just checking in. I introduced myself and he said, "I am Winston Walker and this is my wife Susan and my daughter Ashley." I said, "It is nice to meet you all. I will be here for a couple more days Ashley so if you get tired of hanging out with your parents you should give me a ring and we can go down to the wharf or get some lunch. The Oak Room has a wonderful duck confit. You may also want to take in a play or the local ballet. Let me know; just call the front desk and ask for the Pacific Suite." Winston said, "We are here for the week as well. I have some business meetings and dinners. You and Ashley may have fun seeing the sites. What business is your father in, Britt?" He thought I was here with my parents as well. "He is in banking sir." "Very good. I am sure Ashley will give you a call." "Thank you, sir. Ashley, I tend to get out and explore most of the time so if I am out, please leave a message for me." The elevator stopped at thirty and Winston said, "Why don't you two have dinner tonight? Susan and I will be meeting some clients and Ashley was going to stay in and watch TV." I looked to Ashley and she was happy to get out without having to sneak out. I said, "Why don't we do something casual tonight. I will meet you in the lobby at 5 PM." "I look forward to it," she replied. I went to my room and took a nap. I woke at 4:15 and got showered and dressed. I met her at 5 PM and asked what she wanted to do. "I don't care, let's just get out of here and do something fun." she said. I asked, "Do you like Chinese food?" "Sure." We walked out and got a cab and I directed the driver to take us to Chinatown. We stepped out into the neighborhood surrounding City Center and found a local place that looked busy. If the locals loved it, we should be in for a good meal. It was great. I learned that Ashley was from New York and her dad was in the clothing business. He was, here on business for the week, and had brought his young wife to help with his meetings. Of course, Ashley was stuck coming out with her parents. She wanted to be here but knew her dad wouldn't let her go out in the city alone. When I told her I was here alone, and I was just taking a break from my motorcycle ride around the country she burst out laughing. She told me how her dad had told her that I came from money and that is why he let her come with me. She was sure my parents had me on a short leash. She asked how I could afford such a nice room. "I had budgeted so much per day for hotels. At one of my stops, I stayed in farm houses where I helped them put up hay," Although I fibbed, I went on and said, "I met some people in Idaho who had a sail boat. They invited me to stay on another boat in Seattle after the Springsteen concert. I stayed in a VW bus after the Dead concert at the University of Oregon. I have not been eating too high on the hog so I am way under budget but also a little tired. I decided to correct both and got a nice suite here to rest up for a couple days before I head back." She said, "That is so cool. I wish I could go with you. How was the Boss? I love his new stuff." "His shows always rock. For him a three hour concert is normal where most others try to get away with two thirty minute sets." I said. "What's next?" she asked. I said, "We can do what you want. I did want to stop by Haight-Ashbury sometime while I was here, to check out the drug center of the world, but I can do that by myself if you are not into it." "I am not into coke, acid or LSD, but I like to smoke pot with my friends." "Let's go over and check out the head shops and the people hanging out in the park, if you are up for it." Ashley said, "Can we get the cab to drive by Fisherman's Wharf, so I can at least say you took me to see it? I read enough about it to answer any questions if they ask." That is just what we did. We went to Haight-Ashbury, saw the burn outs in the park and went by some head shops, where I bought a small bong and a tie dye t-shirt. Ashley didn't want anything to get her busted so I bought her a tie-dye G-string and another one for April. "I don't see how I will get away with it. My mom will see it when she does laundry," she said. "If you wear it around my suite and leave it when you go, we can both enjoy it and you won't get in trouble." "You are a naughty boy but I like that." I put her panties in my bag and we went back to the hotel. She said her parents would be back by eleven and it was only 9:30 so she came up to my room. It had a bedroom and a sitting room. The windows looked out at one of the best views in the city. I asked if she wanted to risk getting high or wait until tomorrow when she could have more time to come down. She said, "I would love to right now but if I got busted then I would be grounded for the rest of the trip. Can we take your motorcycle for a ride tomorrow?" "Let's meet in the lobby at 8 AM and we will hire a car to take us to breakfast. After that, we can get my motorcycle and ride up to Sausalito and Napa for the day. When you get home, you can tell your dad that I hired a car and we had breakfast in the city before we went up to Napa and then had dinner in Sausalito. We can get high and spend the day riding. If we stop partying before dinner, you should be fine by the time your parents get back to the room. Now go put on your G-string and show me that you appreciate your present." She got naked in the bathroom and then came back wearing only her G-sting. It was a tie-dyed piece with a little peace sign on the front. She pranced out and I stood and took off my shirt. She liked that and rubbed her hands up and down my chest. I dropped my pants and she reached for my cock. She said, "So big it looks yummy. I can't wait to tell my friend, Joan. She told me that San Francisco was a cool city but hanging out with my parents would suck." She got down on her knees and took me as far into her mouth as she could. She told me later that she did that for her boyfriend to help him make it through the date without molesting her. I moved her onto the couch and ate her to orgasm. She said, "Nobody has ever done that to me before. Can we do it again tomorrow?" I walked over, grabbed my camera, and snapped a couple shots of her spread open with her wet pussy and the G-string around her ankle. I said, "I will do that right before I fuck you, how does that sound?" "Oh yes. That is just what I need. I have done it before but I told my current boyfriend that I was a virgin so he wouldn't try to fuck me every day. I know his last girlfriend and she said he was very lazy and not very good in bed. If he weren't so cute and popular, I wouldn't even date him. Daddy likes him so I get to go out more." I will meet you at 8 AM for breakfast. I got dressed and walked her to her room in case her folks were there. I said goodnight and set my alarm for the morning. She was in the lobby with her dad when I got off the elevator at 7:55. I said, "Good morning, Mr. Walker." "Good morning, Britt. Ashley says you have a day planned. I wanted to make sure she isn't a burden." "No, my dad has to work today so the concierge has arranged a car. They scheduled us to have breakfast somewhere here in town and then go up to Napa and see the sights before we stop in Sausalito on the way back for dinner. I hope this is OK and doesn't ruin your schedule." Mr. Walker said, "No I have some meetings this morning and when Susan wakes up she has a spa day planned. We were going to meet back here for lunch and then we're having cocktails with a customer and his wife before a late dinner and a show. We will return around midnight but you can drop Ashley off anytime. She has a key." "My dad should be home from work by eight or so depending on his dinner meetings. Ashley can watch TV in the suite or I can drop her off at your room depending on how she feels." "Britt, I can't tell you how pleased we are that you are helping Ashley enjoy her boring business trip with her parents. She told us that you showed her Fisherman's Wharf last night and had some authentic Chinese food. She said you did a little window shopping and saw the sights as well." I said, "Ashley was great to have around. I ran out of new things to tell myself at dinner so it was good to have a friend to spend time with and eat." Ashley blushed and almost lost it with the last sentence but held it together. Mr. Walker walked out with us and I had the driver ready. I asked if we could drop him somewhere and he thought that would be great. He wouldn't have to pay for a cab and he would look good getting out of a town car. We dropped him wherever his first meeting was and then Ashley and I went to a local bakery for some coffee and some breakfast sandwiches. The driver dropped us at our hotel and we went up to my room. If we somehow ran into Ashley's mom, I could tell her that I forgot my camera. We got to the room and I took out the stocked ice bucket and loaded the bong. We puffed away until we were high. Then, I rolled a couple joints for the road and put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door. There were already six towels in the bathroom. I could survive a day without washing the dirty one. When we were high, I stripped her naked and threw her on the bed. I ate her to two orgasms and she was happy. I put on a rubber and fucked her good and hard. She was not as active as I liked so I smacked her ass and told her this wasn't a free ride and to get to work. She moved with me after that and we both enjoyed the ride much more. We did another hit each, then I put away the bong grabbed my camera bag, and we went to the garage. We both had on full-face shields so unless someone recognized her clothes, Ashley would be fine. We rode across the Golden Gate Bridge and continued up to Napa Valley. We toured a couple of wineries and surprisingly, they never asked for ID. We paid our admission so they assumed we were old enough. The age was still eighteen so we were not far off. They would rather sell us some wine than get us into trouble. We bought six bottles of different vineyards. We had lunch at the French Laundry. In fifteen years, it would be reservations only, months in advance to get a table here, but we just walked in and had a wonderful lunch. Ashley raved about every course and the food was divine. I finally told her that she just had the munchies and to chill out about how awesome every bite was. We rode back to Sausalito and neither of us was very hungry after our lunch. I didn't want to run into her parents but I didn't want to sit in the garage for two hours so we risked it and each carried a bag of wine up to the room. We ordered some ice buckets and some snacks from room service and then smoked, drank and fucked for the next four hours. She was a rebellious one, so whatever she thought her dad would hate her doing was what she liked the most. I took quite a few pictures with her standing naked against the glass windows with the skyline in the background. I think we made it through twenty or thirty pages of the Kama Sutra. By 10 PM, we were tired and hungry. I ordered some crab salad, a New York strip medium rare and a two-pound lobster dinner. We split the steak and the lobster and shared the sides. It was all good. We had demolished three of the bottles of wine and I had a glass of the Merlot after dinner. At 11 PM, Ashley thanked me for the best day and the best fucks of her life and she went down to get clean and get to bed before her parents made it back. She said she would call me in the morning. She didn't lie and the phone woke me at 7:30. Ashley was on the other end. She said, "Hey Britt, I know we had talked about getting together and daddy wants to know what our plans are? He and Mom got invited to go down to Carmel with one of his customers and wanted to make sure I would be OK." I said, "Tell him we are going to Alcatraz and then do some shopping. Ask him if he could call the hotel and leave a message about what they will be doing tonight. You may also suggest that they pack an overnight bag just in case they end up being stuck down there overnight. The House of Seven Gables in Monterey is a nice place, or so my parents have said." "I will let him know. They are leaving soon and then I will meet you where we had dinner last night so we can have breakfast this morning." She came up at 8 AM, and said, "I almost got busted. Daddy asked if I had met your dad and I wasn't sure what to say. I ended up saying that we had a great lunch in Napa after we learned how to make wine. I told them about the truffles and abalone that I had never had before. I told him we had come back into the city and found a small, out of the way place, to have a late dinner and then came back to the room." "You didn't tell him I had a huge cock and we fucked for four hours in the middle of your story?" She said, "No, but I thought about it. If Daddy and Mom decide to stay in Monterey, I will have to be in the room in case they call to check on me." I said, "Get their room number where they are staying. That way you know that they actually have a room and will leave us alone to fuck in your room tonight. You reminded me that I should probably check in with my own parents. Mom doesn't worry too much but likes to know I am alive." I called Mom and spent fifteen minutes telling her about my trip so far. I motioned to Ashley, and she gave me a blowjob while she listened to me talk to my Mom. I told Mom about Ashley and bragged on how pretty and smart she was. I told her about how much fun we were having. Ashley just loved it, trying to get me off. I made a mistake and told Mom that Ashley was a great cocksucker and I almost got the thing bitten off. She didn't think it was funny. She thought Mom may have hung up and I was kidding. I handed her the phone and Mom said, "It is nice to meet you, Ashley. Thanks for taking care of my baby boy. When you are done with the blowjob, make sure he returns the favor. He can be a lazy bastard if you let him." Ashley was stunned but said, "Yes, ma'am." She handed the phone back and I told Mom I loved her and that she should give Cathy a bare ass spanking because I am sure she had done something to deserve it. We both laughed and hung up. Ashley hit me with a pillow and I tackled her onto the bed. She couldn't believe I said that to my Mom. I told her that Mom and I could talk about anything. She let me drive across the country by myself on a motorcycle. I said, "Mom told me that most parents would be worried about their kid being dead in a ditch. She knew I would end up in a penthouse hotel room with the prettiest girl in town sucking my dick." "Prettiest girl in town, huh?" "You don't need to fish for compliments; you know you are beautiful. Get naked and let's take a look at your beauty before we order some breakfast and hit the town." We had a fun romp with each of us trying to tickle the other while not breaking our fuck. Afterwards, I ordered breakfast and then we went out to the Rock. We did the Alcatraz tour, then came back and had lunch at Fisherman's Wharf. After that, we went shopping at Macy's and some of the other stores. I didn't buy much because I couldn't carry much. We went into Tiffany's and looked at jewelry. I was in a great mood and bought two necklaces with pendants. They had a sapphire surrounded by diamonds. They were $400 each and they put them into the little blue boxes. I put them in with my other stuff and we went back to the hotel. Ashley had been just on the other side of the store, but as I have learned, I tend to shop without spending two days to make up my mind, so when I pointed to the necklaces the sales lady wrapped them, and I had them paid for in less than five minutes. I dropped my bags at my room and went down to Ashley's room. She said her parents had a room at the House of Seven Gables, overlooking the bay. They would be home tomorrow. I said, "Let's go get some dinner and then I can take some naked pictures of you wearing your present." She said, "You already did that remember." "You are so pretty, I can't have enough pictures of you and maybe I bought you another something to wear for me." I said. "What did you get me?" "It is smaller than a bread box and that is all the hints you get. If you start guessing and get it wrong three times you will forfeit your prize, so act wisely, grasshopper." We went and had some seafood and some sourdough rolls. We came back and finished the wine since I didn't want to travel with it. We got stoned out of our brains, then I told her to get naked, and I would give her the gift I had gotten for her. She started to go to the bathroom and then just stopped and took off her clothes. I told her to fold them nicely, so she made a nice pile. I told her to wait a minute. I went in and brushed my teeth since we were going to her room and wanted to take care of that but at the last minute I grabbed my travel case and then walked out and took the condoms off the table next to the bed and put them into the kit. I walked over and told her to close her eyes. When she did, I put the necklace around her neck and then kissed her. She opened her eyes, felt it, and then ran to the mirror to look at it. She came and jumped on me and wrapped her legs around me and kissed me fiercely. I took a roll of film with her only wearing the necklace. I handed her a laundry bag from the closet and put her clothes in it. Then I handed her a robe and told her to put it on. She kept the blue box and the blue bag that it came in. I grabbed my travel kit. I went through and figured out what I wanted to take with me in the morning and packed up. I took the camera and we went to her room. She was a pretty girl and she was so excited about meeting a guy and doing all of the stuff we did right under her parents' noses. I did take one picture of her wearing her necklace after I had pulled out and blasted my cum on her face. I was not into that too much, but I was in a weird mood and I did it anyways. I think she was shocked but she came when I said, "That is my good little slut. Don't touch it. Just smile for the camera and remember that you are mine. I can stop by your place and New York any time I want and take you in your own bed. If your parents ask anything, I will tell them that they gave you to me and you are my fuck toy from now on." Click, click. Now go lick that spunk off your face." Her mom called later and I jumped between her legs and licked her while she carried on the conversation. She had to hear about her dad playing golf with his customer at Pebble Beach while his wife and Ashley's mom went to art galleries in Carmel. Her mom told her that she had gotten her a present. Ashley came and her mom asked if she was OK. Ashley said, "I am just excited to see what you got me. Britt is leaving in the morning and he bought me a present today as well. Two presents in one day." "What did he get you darling?" Susan asked. "We were out shopping and he picked up a necklace somewhere. I will show it to you when you get back. Love you, Mom. Bye." Ashley said as she hung up. Then turning to me she said, "You gave me a sapphire and diamond necklace and then a pearl necklace." I gave her my phone number in Gainesville in case she wanted to keep in touch. She gave me her number and asked me to send copies of some of the pictures to her at her friend's sister's apartment. She gave me the address and I stuck it in the film canister. We had sex a couple times but I got up early and kissed her goodbye. I walked down and got some Ghirardelli Chocolate. This was back when you could only get it in San Francisco. I boxed the chocolate, necklace, panties, shirts and the loafers and sent them to Dottie with a "Please hold for Britt" on the label. I got the rest of my gear and hit the road. I had looked at my book and decided to go due east to Yosemite National Park. I tried to imitate some Ansel Adams black and white photos while I was there. I had to buy a pup tent since the hotels were scarce. It strapped on the back of the bike. It was a good thing to have. The waterfalls were so cool. When my hiking boots wore out, I scrapped them, which left me with only my running shoes and my motorcycle boots. I did a couple short hikes in my sneakers and for two nights, I pitched a tent while I took pictures. During that time, I saw elk and other wild life. I took the 395 and 6 east out of the park and then caught the 95 south into Vegas. I stayed at the Tropicana as usual, but still couldn't gamble so I had dinner and a shower but not in that order. I left early the next day. I had the tent so I stopped at Zion and Bryce Canyon for a few days to see some of the prettiest landscapes in America. I made a short stop on the north rim of the Grand Canyon, but by that time, I was ready to get home. I had been gone for over six weeks and still had three or four days of riding. I hopped on I-40 and opened her up. I stopped in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and then I went through Amarillo, Texas. I stopped for the night in Oklahoma City, and I hopped down to Dallas for a day. I motored into New Orleans and stayed in the French Quarter. I was a tired but horny guy. I did hire a hooker and after twenty minutes, I sent her away so I could sleep. For the $75 bucks I spent, I should have just jacked off. I did stay another day and had beignets with my coffee, poor boys for lunch and a full Cajun supper with gumbo and shrimp etouffee. ------- Chapter 40 I had seen all I wanted to see on this trip, so I put up my kickstand and nine hours later walked into my apartment. There were twenty-six voice messages waiting for me on the machine. Reggie, Dani, Monica, Penny, Dottie had all checked in to say hi, some more than once. I think Dani was in town because she called a couple times and I heard her say something on one of the eight hang-ups. Dottie had a package for me, and Mom and Ashley wanted to see if I made it back OK. Although I had been gone almost eight weeks, what I now needed the most, was a shave, a shower, a massage, a blowjob and twelve hours sleep to make everything right with the world. I said to myself, "Nobody knows you are home, so just go to sleep and everything will be good tomorrow." There was a knock at the door. When I opened the door, it was Tori. She had seen my Harley so I said to her, "I'll be home at 10 AM tomorrow. I'm still in la-la land so come by then and we can have coffee and catch up." I said goodbye, cleaned up, and went to bed. The next morning, I was awake for about thirty minutes when Tori knocked and I let her in to have some coffee. I didn't have any cream but had coffee and sugar left over from last semester. She was the only one in her apartment over the summer. The girls across the hall had a couple of people around, and John and Mark had both gone home for the summer. Tori had taken calculus over the summer so she could give it more focus. She dropped it last semester when she saw that she was having trouble focusing on the subject. I told her she was welcome to stop by anytime. I asked her if she wanted to go to the store with me, so I could replenish my food supply. She laughed and said, "You can drive all over the country and go to twenty-seven different states, but you don't even have a car here to get groceries." She was right. I looked at the map and was glad I had stopped at "Four Corners" or I would have had to make a special trip back just to visit Colorado. I'm sure I'll go skiing there sometime, but for now, I can mark it off the list of states visited. Tori took me to get groceries. When we were in the store, she had to buy the beer for my place and I got some flour and chicken just in case Dani was in town. I realized that I had gotten a little taller while I was out on my summer trip, so, during the next couple of weeks, I would spend some time going through all of my clothes, replacing those that no longer fit me. We were about to check out and she said, "Do you need condoms or do you have some?" I said, "You can never have too many." I walked over to the pharmacy and picked up a couple large boxes of condoms. I winked as I put them on the checkout belt. She blushed and the checkout girl smiled. I paid for everything and we went back to my place, where she helped me put everything away. I was stacking a couple of six packs of Tab in the pantry and I thought, "I hate Tab." I turned around to see Tori taking a Tab out of the fridge. "Girls likes Tab," was my next thought. She was walking around looking at pictures when I got the last of the things put away and the paper bags folded so they would take up less room. I asked her, "Do you see anything you like?" "I like the one where she is tied up with the leash on. It is pretty hot." I asked, "Would you like to give it a try?" "I'm not sure. I've never done that before but when I think about it, well, I get excited." "When you fantasize about it what does it look like?" I asked. "What do you mean?" I said, "The picture is about submission and domination. Some like it rough, some like pain, some like humiliation, and some think of rape. Others just want someone else to make their decisions for them. The picture with Monica there is when she made herself my slave for a week. During that time, I could do whatever I wanted. I could sell her or pimp her out. I traded her for another girl and she had to fuck the boyfriend. I could make her service my friends, both boys and girls. So when you have your fantasy, what's it that you see?" She said, "I didn't know there were so many choices. I guess I would like to try them all. Both of us are alone this summer so I thought I would ask you to help me out." "OK, but first of all you need to understand our relationship. You are not my girlfriend and I'm not your boyfriend. Second, you will have a safe word. The safe word is 'elephant.' You can say 'No', you can tell me to stop. You can kick, scream, punch or bite. Those all will mean nothing to me. If you do or say any of those, I'll continue to do what I want. If I want to place a cucumber up your ass, and you are crying and yelling, no, no, stop, stop, it will mean nothing to me. If you whisper 'elephant' then I'll stop immediately. Do you understand?" "If I really want it to stop, all I have to do is say 'elephant.'" "Third, we will start in the morning. I have some things to do today. I'll have some rules for you in the morning so you can go now." I took my Harley over to Dottie's, kissed her, and then rubbed my hand over my baby in her stomach and asked how she was doing. "I'm so happy. The doctor says that the baby is healthy and doing well. Nancy is keeping an eye on what I'm eating. She is doing well and saving money. I'm also taking another class over the summer and I have started to work with Penny as you suggested. She has added my work onto two jobs so far and since it is all labor for the design, we split it 50/50. She also gets a rebate on the plants and labor on the install. She said those jobs increased her take by 30%. She went and got the package for me. I thanked her and told her that I didn't have room to bring everything home on my Harley and I didn't want to throw away $200 worth of clothes and shoes. I mailed all of it home. I opened the box and gave her the chocolates. She liked them and thanked me for thinking of her. Next, I rode over to Michelle's and she was glad to see me. I knew if I went to the Sex Shop, they would card me so I asked her to come with me to pick up a few things. When we arrived at the shop, she bought a gag, a blindfold and a vibrator for me then we went back to her place and talked for a bit. Since the Halloween party, she and Karen had been to counseling. Karen had never properly dealt with her previous rape and the incident at the party reopened some wounds. Because of the counseling, Karen was much better now and she was much happier. She would be finishing medical school this year and then would have to do her internship. Michelle was thinking about moving with her but they were still discussing that or possibly moving to a place where they would want to be after Karen was all done. She said, "Karen wants me pregnant the day she pays off her student loans, so in four years you can expect a call for your 'services.'" "I have a form that we can all sign to protect you and will take away my parental rights. It also takes away yours and the child's rights to child support, so it protects me." "That is a great idea. We can have an attorney look it over. We both love you, Britt, but you can't have our baby," she said. "I love you guys too. Thanks for the sex stuff." Next, I made a stop at the pet store, and got home around six, fixed some dinner and paid some bills. I called Shannon and asked her when the last time she cleaned my place? She said it had been about eight weeks, or since I left. "I thought we were on a weekly schedule every Monday." I asked. "You were gone so I didn't think you wanted to pay me while you were gone." "If you had come over you would have found an envelope on the table with ten $20 bills and ten $5 bills. I guess I can keep the money, but this place is really dusty." "I can come over now or tomorrow. I'm sorry," she said. "It can wait until tomorrow but I'm getting a new sex slave so I may have her eat your pussy as punishment." "As long as I'm not drugged when she does, I'll put up with it, if it helps you." "I'm still sorry about that. You know that they kicked the shit out of her. They are like a gang, and you just can't break gang rules." "I know. The worst part was that I would have done most of the stuff anyway. I love to have my pussy eaten." I said, "Make sure you shave around your lips, I want the pictures to be clear." "Yes, Sir. See you tomorrow." I set my alarm to go off at 2 AM. I took the key I had from April in case she ever locked herself out. When I left my place, I brought some cuffs, a blindfold and a gag with me. I was glad her apartment was above mine in case she screamed. I used the key to get in and then crept down the hall and slipped into Tori's room. The door was open since she was the only one there. She was on her side facing away. She had on a t-shirt and a she had the sheet up to her waist. I pulled back the sheet and she started to wake up. I pushed her onto her stomach and put my weight on her back. I had on a ski mask in case she looked but as soon as I had her on her stomach she started to struggle but I got the cuffs on her wrists. She was fighting and telling me to stop. I put the blindfold over her face and then ripped the t-shirt from collar to hem right down her back. She was still flopping and telling me to stop and get off. I dropped my weight on her and she went flat on the bed. I wanted to give her time to say "elephant" before I put on the gag. I grabbed her panties and was lucky that they were an older worn pair instead of brand new. I stuck my finger through the material and put a rip down her ass and through her crotch. The hemmed edges held but I now had access. She was crying, "Stop, stop! Why are you doing this to me?" I reached down and felt how wet she was. She wasn't sopping but she was wet enough to take me. I had on a rubber since we hadn't talked about protection. I got between her legs and put it in her cunt. I was rough and fucked her hard. She kept fighting for a couple minutes and then just cried as I fucked her. I picked up her hips and got more leverage to get it in deep. I came after ten minutes of work and then got my stuff together and left. I took off the cuffs first and never did use the gag. I left her the blindfold and told her. "If you call the police I'll kill you, bitch. Do you understand?" She nodded and whimpered out a yes. I went back to bed and eventually got back to sleep. I was drinking coffee with cream when Tori knocked on the door. She was a little shy but came in. I asked, "How did you sleep last night?" She said, "Someone broke into my apartment and raped me." "Did you call the police?" "No, he said he would kill me." "Did you say, 'elephant'?" "No." "Then everything is alright. Are you ready for the rules?" "Yes, Sir." "This relationship will last until I tell you we are done or until you say 'elephant, 'and 'I quit being your slave.' Today we can talk about things but after today, you will not talk back without me punishing you. Do you understand?" "Yes." "You will call me Sir or Master, and Britt in public." "Yes, Sir." "The rules are that I do what I want and you do what I say. I told you the different things that were on the table. Is there anything you don't want to at least try?" "I'm not a big pain person; that just doesn't excite me. I think being punished would be OK and spankings or stuff but not pain for the sake of pain"... "Sir," she finished. "OK, I'll return the cattle prod and the bull whip I got yesterday. Anything else?" She said, "Thank you for raping me but I want to please you because I love my Master not because I hate him. If you want to use me like you did that is fine, but I want to know that you enjoy it." I said, "I wore a condom last night and I bought some more at the store. Are you on birth control? If you aren't, you need to be; otherwise, you will be pregnant in less than two months. Not that it is a bad thing but you will have to raise the bastard." She said, "I'm on the pill but I knew you used condoms." "When I'm not sure about who I'm with I use them, but not with my bitches. As I said before, I'm not your boyfriend. If I want to fuck another woman or women, you will not get jealous or interfere. You will do whatever you can do to please me at all times. Is that clear?" "Yes, Master." "Good, now get undressed." I said. After she was naked, I pulled out a black leather collar. I put it on her and checked to make sure it wasn't too tight. I told her to take her clothes back to her place and put them away. I didn't want her stuff cluttering up my apartment. She didn't know what to do. She was naked except for the collar. I walked into my bedroom and came out with a ping-pong paddle. I said, "You have five coming. For every minute you stand there and disobey me, you will get five more. Now do as I said." She poked her head out and ran up the stairs. She ran back down and closed the door behind her. She was breathing heavy. I asked, "That was very fast. Did you put the clothes away like I told you or did you make a mess of your apartment instead?" "I just put them on a chair. I forgot sir." "We are up to fifteen swats so you better go do as I said." This time she didn't look, but just ran up, and then put her clothes away. When she came back, I put a leash on the collar and said, "That is a good pet. We are learning." I sat down and gave the leash a little tug. She bent over my lap and I took the paddle. I smacked her ass. I heard a yelp but that was it. "What did you say?" I asked. "One, Sir?" "It was a little slow, let's start again." Smack, "One, Sir," smack "Two, Sir," and so it went. By ten, she was not getting any wetter. She was ready for some cock in that dripping pussy. I told her to get the baby oil out of the medicine cabinet in the guest bathroom. She came back and I tugged the leash to get her to bend over so I could rub oil into her ass and said, "I don't like to hurt you but I have to train you so you will stay out of trouble. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master." "Good girl. Now put this oil away." She was walking back when there was a knock at the door. I got up and said, "You can get it. I need to take a leak." Tori hesitated just a second and then opened the door so just her head was visible. Shannon just pushed the door open so she could get her cleaning stuff inside. I could hear Shannon say, "So you're his new bitch. Huh? I better clean the floor in his room extra well since you will probably be sleeping there." Shannon was getting her stuff ready when I came out. She said, "Britt, I'm sorry about the mix up. I have been working to get things ready for next semester. I have a business plan about the operational side of the business. I should ask Benji to help with the marketing but he would want a cut." I gave her a hug and a kiss on the mouth. "Congratulations again on your graduation. I think that you have to look at marketing from two different angles. The first would be the moms and dads who want to protect and take care of their babies. This means you need to have a prominent display on every bulletin board on campus where a parent may walk or be with their student. The lobby of every dorm should have something. A handout packet for every apartment complex would be good. They will ask you for a kickback or referral fee. I would tell them that you're being in the apartments; in itself is a way for them to get less wear and tear on their units. The results should be fewer roaches and spiders. It also means a second set of eyes that can report things back to the management. If they still have their hand out and you want to pay them, make them work for it. A single sign up gets them 2%. If they get 10% of the complex then you will bump it to 5% and if they get over 50% to sign up, you will give them 10%. That way they will encourage students and parents to use the service and you are not paying them for nothing. After the first week go back and put up fresh posters that focus on giving the kids more time in their life. You won't get as many but it can't hurt. Make them sign agreements that coincide with the termination of their rental agreement. That way you charge by the month, you clean and they will continue to pay you even if they are not there and they don't come back to dust and dirt after spring break. Some of your employees will take off but the others will have time to double up and make more money." I swatted her on the ass and said, "Now, go out there and get them." "Yes, coach." I told Tori to get me a cup of coffee. Shannon vacuumed and dusted before she started to mop. I was in the living room petting my new toy while I read the paper and had my coffee. I wanted her to know that I didn't have time to entertain her all day long. She would wait for me. When I heard Shannon finish vacuuming and start to mop, I told Tori to suck my dick. She started very eagerly, but I told her to slow down and take her time. I wanted her on her knees pleasing me. Later, Shannon came into the family room to finish her mopping. Shannon was perfect. She said, "Britt, you need to put some panties on this bitch or make her wear a tampon. She is dripping cunt juice all over the floor. I'm going to have to charge you more if I find cunt juice all over the floor each week." "Tori, are you dripping cunt juice on my floor?" I asked. "I'm sorry, Sir. I can't help it." I was waiting for an excuse but she left it at that. "Go to the bathroom and wipe your pussy, baby," I said. Shannon finished while she was gone and I had her sit down. I asked if she wanted something and she said, "A coffee would be good." I had Tori get Shannon a coffee. She came back and got on her knees at my feet. I petted her head and moved it back onto my cock. I asked Shannon how she was doing. Shannon said, "I'm doing well. The business that I started to get me through the year, turned into a career. I'm getting ready for the new year. I liked the suggestions you made. I think they're right on target." "How is your love life? Have you found anyone?" I asked. "I actually get hit on pretty often but I'm careful to keep business and pleasure separate. I also have others do most of the work while I'm more into being the manager these days. I have totally split with Benji. We still talk but I figured out he was a selfish ass. He looks out for himself and only himself. You were the last man I was with and I have not really been with anyone since Halloween." "Why don't you take off your shorts and Tori here will help take care of your needs. Won't you, Tori?" "Yes, Master." Shannon stood and took off her shorts. She had a trimmed triangle on her mound and she had shaved the labium bare. I said, "I like the look, Shannon. Tori, stand next to her and let's see how you look." Tori was hairy all over. I said, "Tori, I want you to trim up. As long as you have at least trimmed it up top, you can choose the size and shape. I want your labia bare in case someone wants to suck on your pussy." "Yes, Master." "Tori please take care of Shannon." Tori went over, and at first, she was tentative but soon found herself eagerly lapping at the pretty redhead's cunt. Shannon opened her shirt, played with her nipples while she smiled at me, and petted the head of the collared Tori. After two orgasms, I told Tori that she had done a good job. I told her to go shave and then come back so we could inspect her work. Shannon played with her pussy for a bit and then stood and put on her panties. She was not a shy girl. Tori came out and I looked at her from the front and then had her turn around and bend over and touch the floor. Her smooth clam-shell was a little red from the razor. I asked Shannon to help her out so Shannon took her to the bathroom to get rid of a few stray hairs. She also rubbed some lotion all over her clean-shaved pussy. She slipped her finger into Tori's pussy and Tori was cumming in less than a minute. When they returned, Shannon said, "I'm not sure she had permission, but she came all over my finger." Tori looked at the ground. She didn't think she had done anything wrong but the way Shannon said it, she wasn't sure. I asked, "Is that true, Tori?" "Yes sir. She was fingering my cunt and I came. I wanted her to know she was making me feel good and it did feel good." I said, "Tori, I didn't tell you that you couldn't cum but some masters make their slaves get permission before they are allowed to orgasm." "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't know." "Today is a training day so we will let it slide this time. I'm ready for a piece of your clean new look. Lie down on the couch. I want to fill your pussy with my baby juice." Shannon pushed her panties to the side and fingered herself as she watched me fuck my slave. Tori asked, "Master, I love your cock. You feel so huge and good in my cunt. Can I please cum on your wonderful cock?" "Yes, my pet. You have done well today," I confirmed. Because of the build-up from her morning of humiliation, she came three times. She was a screamer just like the time she was with April. I wondered why she was quieter last night. Shannon just watched and when I rolled off Tori, Shannon walked over and went down on her. She ate that sopping cunt and Tori was trying to pull Shannon's head up inside of her. Shannon reared back and smacked her ass and Tori backed off on Shannon's head. When Shannon had had her fill of pussy, she sat back and said, "That is some sweet cunt you have there. If you ever want to sell the slave, let me know. I could use a full-time cunt lapper and she can scrub toilets for me when she is not busy licking me. I would definitely make her wear something on her dripping pussy though, or make her clean up after herself. Shannon got her stuff together and she looked a little down when she saw me pick up an envelope full of cash that should have been hers and only pluck out $25 bucks. I asked how she was making out over the summer. "I'm OK. I saved as much as I could last year so I can pay my bills but the cost of starting a real business is hurting. I'll make it work though. I'm grateful for all of the ideas and advice you have given me today." I told her to wait a minute. I walked into my den, and came back with $5,000 and a piece of paper and said, "I'm going to give you some money to help you get started with your business. You are a hard worker and you are not afraid to listen to advice. Either I can buy in as a silent partner or this can be a loan. It is your choice." "Britt, you don't have to do this. I'll get by, I always do." "I know. That is why I'm not concerned about giving you the money. So, am I going to be a partner or a lender?" I asked. Shannon said, "Britt, this baby is all mine. It was your idea but I took it and I own it. I would take the money only as a loan." "Here are the terms. The interest will be 5% payable at $25 a month. You have to pay back the principal as a lump sum. I want you to have capital to run your business. When you see a few months of growth in your account, and when the balance is over $8,000 total, then you can give me back the principal, knowing you have a positive cash flow business with at least $3,000 left in the bank. If you need more to expand, let me know. There are many colleges in our country. This also means that you can't do all of the work. You need to train others to run your business. This means non-compete documents and good pay for the area managers you train." "I can handle $25 a month. The capital will take the weight off my shoulders and let me do all the things I wanted to do but couldn't figure out how to afford it." I said, "If you need some slave labor, I can send Tori out to help you scrub toilets." "It wouldn't save me time if I had to follow her around with a mop." We all laughed at that, even Tori. Shannon gave me a kiss after signing the loan paper. She took off to get her business in high gear. ------- Chapter 41 Next, as Tori came up and kissed me, she said, "That was sweet of you to help her out. She really works hard and does a good job. She made sure the new girl was polite and did a good job when she took over our apartment last year. You are a kind Master." "I'll show you kind. Go put on a skirt, a t-shirt and sandals. We're going out." I said. Tori ran upstairs and was back down in just a few minutes. She had her keys and I had her drive us to the mall. She still had on her collar but I left the leash in the car. I said, "Heel," and she walked to my right one-step back. We found the Frederick's of Hollywood store. As we entered, the sales girl came up, said her name was Jody and asked if she could help. She was a college kid trying to make a buck and get through school. I looked around to make sure we were the only ones in the store. It was summer and this town is dead in the summer. We walked toward the back of the store and the black haired girl followed us. I stopped at a table with some panties. I lifted Tori's skirt and said to Jody, "I have a problem. My slave has such a pretty cunt that I don't want to cover it up but as you can see, she is always wet and I can't have her dripping on the floor wherever we go. What would you suggest?" She had a look of lust as she said, "Well sir, we could go for something like a clear, see-through set of panties but they are not very absorbent. A thong will let you see her ass but her labia would be covered and catch the drippings." "I think a thong is going to be our best choice as well. I can always make her take it off if I get lonely for the sight of her pussy." I still had her skirt up and asked, "Jody, based on her wetness level, how many times a day will she have to change her new panties?" Jody got closer and could see the moisture on her labia and inner thighs. She said, "I would guess hourly or so, if this is normal for her." I said, "I think this is only when she is aroused. I don't think she is like this at night and with any luck, not when she is in class. We should probably get eight pairs to last her a day. So if we get sixteen pairs she can wash one day's while she wears the other." Jody's face brightened at the thought of a good sale. I said, "Jody, I trust you to get the style and fit right. I'm going to walk down a get a few other things. I'll be back soon." When I made it back, they were standing at the register with the piles of different colored panties. The girls were talking like friends. I asked, "Are we ready to go?" Tori said, "Yes, Master. We still need to pay first." "I thought you would take care of it but I guess a Master needs to take care of his property. Did you thank Jody for all her help?" I reached for my wallet and I heard Tori say, "Thank you, Jody, for helping me pick out my new panties." I paid the bill and said, "Tori, you know how yawning is contagious. If one person yawns, it triggers the next person to yawn. Wet pussies are the same way. When you came in here with your wet pussy and showed it to Jody, I'm sure her pussy got wet. You were supposed to ask if you could help her clean her wet pussy. For some reason that I can't understand, you don't seem to be concerned about others today. Maybe I should invite Jody over to give you your spankings for being so self-centered. Do you think that would be fair?" Tori said, "I'm sorry, Jody. Yes, Master, that would be fair if she would use your paddle on my selfish ass." I looked to Jody to see her reaction. She said, "We don't close until nine tonight. Would that be too late?" "We live over by the Stadium. Can you make it that far? Nine is not too late." Jody smiled, "I live over in the ghetto behind the Porpoise. We're probably close." We were only four blocks apart and by 9:30, Jody was there. I asked if she was hungry but she said she had eaten a burger while she drove over. I had Tori answer the door wearing only her new thong, her collar and the leash. Jody liked the look and scanned her from head to toe and back up again. She said to me, "How did you get her. I dream of owning a slave but have no idea how to even start." I said, "We can talk about that later. First things first. Tori get your paddle." Tori went to my room and came back with the paddle. She had to take off her thong and then a short tug on the leash and she was across my lap. I handed the paddle to Jody and said, "I think ten smacks should be good to start with." Jody was not sure what to do or how hard to hit her. She finally smacked her a little light. "One, sir," came from Tori. Jody hit a little harder. "Two, sir" and on it went until she reached ten. By that time, pussy juice was running down her leg. I said, "Tori, you have a wet pussy again. What does that mean?" She responded, "Master, it means I should go and wipe myself, put on some panties so I don't make a mess and also it means that Jody is probably wet and I should offer to lick her clean as well. Jody would you like for me to lick your pussy clean for you?" Jody already had her skirt up and panties half way down before I could turn my head for her reaction. I sent Tori to get her panties on, and after Jody's panties cleared her feet, I led her to a chair in the living room. Tori was back in no time and was on her knees. She had learned the drill on Shannon and repeated the performance on Jody. After Jody had cum, she stood there with her body covered with a sheen of sweat like Tori's, still glistening from her paddling. I told them both to follow me toward the bedroom. I grabbed a towel as we walked out the back door to the patio. I started to undress and Tori removed her thong. I told Jody that we were going swimming to cool off. Jody was right with me by the time I was naked. I took the collar off Tori but told her I would put it back on after we swam. Jody kept looking at my dick as it grew before her eyes. Her eyes got bigger and bigger along with my cock. We all got into the pool and just swam to cool off at first. Tori swam up to me, wrapped her legs around my waist, and thanked me for a great day. I pushed her back enough to line up my cock and she slid right onto it. It was a nice position and, with the water supporting her, it was easy to move her up and down my cock. We moved over to where Jody was. I saw that she had found a water jet and was using it without trying to let on what she was doing. I encroached on her personal space when I stopped less than a foot from her. Tori was still on my cock and Jody watched my cock disappear and then reappear. I reached down and followed the flow of water until my hand was on Jody's pussy. I let my fingers roam and then leaned in for a kiss. I heard Tori barely speak her thoughts as she whispered, "Yes, Master, get that girl and fuck her hard." I continued to kiss Jody while Tori rode my dick. Jody was slim with very alluring hazel eyes, nice B cup breasts, and brown hair worn with the same style and length as Tori's. I broke the kiss and she watched me start to hammer into Tori. The waves around her picked up and then came the loud orgasm that we all knew would come out of her mouth. I blasted off in her as I saw Stella and Tiffany come out of their apartment. Stella said, "I should have known you were back when I heard a loud orgasm coming from the pool. Is that Tori I see on your lovely cock?" "Hey Stella, hi Tiffany. This is Jody and you know my cock rider, Tori. Would you like to join us?" "I may be up for a swim but I don't think Tiffany's boyfriend or mine would like us to take a ride on your monster." I said, "One day, Stella, you won't be able to resist. We're just cooling off. If you want to get in we will hang out or we can all have dinner and a swim tomorrow after class." Tiffany asked, "Can I bring Eric, my boyfriend?" "Sure, just let me know how many people and we can put together a party. I can invite five or six people. If you both want to bring your guy friends that would be cool. Just make sure you talk to them about what you and they want before you get here so there won't be any problems. I'm going for zero fights this year." "I'm looking forward to dinner tomorrow. We will see you around 5:30 if that's good. I'll let you know if the guys can make it." Stella said as they went back to study. We got out and I had Tori dry us first and then dry herself. I replaced her collar and we went inside. Jody told us about working at Frederick's. She told us about the different people that come in. Some are women looking for something sexy for their man. Some are men getting something for their woman. Her favorites were when couples came in to shop together. The store lends itself to letting the shopping become part of the erotic experience. She said, "Some are like you two and want to draw me into their fantasies. It was a big turn on for me to watch you to and help you both today. I got wet thinking about it. We partied together and even though it was a short walk to her place, when Jody fell asleep on the couch, I just covered her and let her sleep. I woke at 6:30 and did my workout. Between my run and swim, I stopped in to make sure that Tori was awake. I came back after my swim and Tori was gone. When I came out after my shower, Jody was awake. I asked if she had to work or would be here for dinner. She said that she had to work at 9 AM tomorrow morning but had tonight off. I asked if she could make it and if she was bringing anyone. "I have a roommate and I'll see if she wants to come over. As soon as I know, I'll let you know, Britt. I have to go get ready for school." When Tori got back, she wanted to suck and fuck but I had other plans. We went over to the Ace Hardware store and I bought a gas grill. We made it back and I had it assembled by 2 PM. I got out a couple of coolers and put in a bunch of beer and sodas, with ice, then called Reggie to see if he was in town. He was and he said he had a new girlfriend. I asked them to come over for a cookout and bring me a big bag of bud. I called Michelle and Karen. I also reached out to Lisa and told her to bring a friend or two but that we probably would have some beer and bud so they and she had to be careful in her selection. They could use the spare room if they wanted. I called Dani and she said she might bring a couple of friends. I made another run to the store with Tori. We picked up some brats, burgers, chicken and all the fixings. We even got a couple cases of beer and another case of Tab. People started to show up around five and the party grew from there. I was happy that Stella and Tiffany both brought their boyfriends. Jody brought her roommate Hannah. Lisa showed up with Sonja and Jan. They also brought a guy named Phil. Dani came with two football players and three other girls from the track team. Karen, Michelle, Diane and another girl, Jill, showed up. Shannon, Reggie and his date, Nia. With Tori and me that made twenty-five people, consisting of seven guys and eighteen girls. At least I wasn't the only straight guy this time. The awkward part was the traffic flow through my apartment. Some people went out the front and then back to the pool area. Some came through my bedroom but people seemed to mingle and move. The coolers were outside by the grill but snacks were inside. People were in the living and dining rooms hanging out. The kitchen was busy and many people found chairs to sit and relax in the pool area. The bong was outside but off to the side so it wasn't in your face. I didn't want any athletes to have to deal with it if they didn't want to. Tori, Karen and Shannon were all a big help and I manned the grill. At 6:15, all the food came off the grill and everyone grabbed a plate and had a great meal and a lot of fun. I had set up the bedroom speakers in the doorway leading out to the pool and very quickly, it became the hang out spot of choice for most of the people. I was busy keeping everything going but people would stop by to say hi and talk. Lisa and her friends had been through the photos and they all liked them. Dani introduced me to the athletes. They all loved the food but Dani said she would have to make them some of her chicken and waffles. They looked at her funny until Wilma spoke up to defend her honor. I just said, "If I find you in my bed when I wake up, you know you're cooking breakfast." That got a laugh except from one of the football players. He let it go, grabbed another beer and moved off. Reggie was glad to see me and asked about my adventure. Nia, his date, was a hot little number. I told Reggie it was a long trip and we would talk about it later. Tiffany and Stella introduced their dates and said thanks for putting this all together. The lesbians all came by and sat in my chairs on the patio. I pointed to the bong and Karen led the group over to get high. They came back and chilled on the patio. After dinner, we cleaned up and I started to relax. Tori and Shannon had been keeping everything going inside while I'd the outside. When we finished cleaning up the food, I gave them each a drink and said, "Now that we have completed all the work you're all on your own. I'll take care of the trash later." Tori and Shannon, like everyone else, had on shorts and a top. Tori also had on her collar but no leash. I would let her decide if and how she wanted to handle the people. We went out to the patio and I got the bong out and put some ice from the cooler into the base. I lit a bowl and passed it to the girls. I reloaded and took a hit. Jody and her roommate came over and then Lisa and the kids. I was good after a few hits so I moved out of the way and found a chair by the pool. I looked back to see almost the entire crowd go through the line for a hit. Everyone seemed to be having fun and Tori came and dropped on my lap. I wrapped her arms around me and I said, "It is nice to see you. I have missed you all night. We both worked too hard. You and Shannon did great. Why did you sit in my lap instead of kneel at my feet, slut?" I asked. I didn't raise my voice and unless you were listening, you wouldn't have known I had said anything out of place. She said, "I'm sorry, Sir. I'm afraid to do that in front of all of these people. I don't want the black kids to take it the wrong way. Do you want me on my knees, Sir?" I said, "No, you're a smart girl. I might have broken my no fight rule this year if you hadn't looking out for me. I want you to go into my den and put your collar on top of my safe. Then I want you to come out and take off your top and shorts. You can leave on your panties if you want and then I want you to jump in the pool. When you come out, you can bring all of my towels but make sure you leave one in my closet so I can take a shower later. This way you will be my toy but you don't have to proclaim to be my slave in front of everyone. Tori said, "I'm so scared but I'm going to do this, Master. I only have on a white thong but I'm going to leave it on. It makes me feel so sexy and I only wear them for you, Sir." She went into the house and Reggie and Nia dropped into the chair next to me. He said, "I brought another bag of bud for you. I'll leave it on your desk before we leave. Is Tori wearing a collar? Is she Monica number 2?" I said, "If she comes out and gets in the pool after stripping on the pool deck, you may have to think she is." Reggie replied, "Oh shit, Britt. Are you even eighteen yet, you little horny boy?" "I'm almost old enough to drink." "So says the boy who spent two months driving around the country by himself." He laughed. He watched as Tori came out and put a stack of towels on one of the picnic tables. She then pulled off her top and stepped out of her sandals before she showed everyone her new thong. She folded the shorts and placed them on her top. She walked half way around the pool to the deep end and then dove in. She swam half way under water before she surfaced and turned onto her back as she brushed her hair out of her face. She swam down to the shallow end and asked me to pass her the beer she had been drinking. I passed it to her and winked. She was almost as proud of herself as I was of her. I heard a splash to see and looked up to see Jody surface near Tori. I saw Stella taking off her top and heard her tell her boyfriend, "You can join me in the pool if you're not a chicken." I sat back as more people joined in the fun. Since Nia wanted to get in, Reggie told her it was OK for her also to join in. I enjoyed watching her get naked. I saw Diane and her friend Jill finish another round of bong hits, so I went over and I took a hit or two. Diane asked why I wasn't wet. I said, "I have been working all night. I just want to sit and be a voyeur for a bit first. I'm going to take the bong over to the pool if you two are done with it." "We're good. I think we're going to join in the pool fun," Diane said. "I would love to watch you," I leered She took Jill's hand and they moved toward the pool. When I got back, Reggie was talking to the football guys. They were talking about getting in the water. Reggie said, "Go for it." I nodded and finished my beer. I stood and took off my shirt and then dropped my shorts on my chair along with my boxers. I went over and sat on the edge of the pool. About ten minutes in, I looked up to see Diane sitting across from me and had Jill working on her cunt. From there things rapidly moved to the next level. It never became a full-blown orgy but at any given time, you could see one, two or three couples in different sexual acts. One of the track girls gave one of the football guys a hand job. I saw Dani turn the other guy down. Lisa and Sonja were kissing with the boy, Phil and Jan was kissing with Shannon. They were both using their hands on each other under the water. Stella was fucking her guy but they were in the pool and they were both standing or at least he was. She had both feet off the ground. Tiffany had gotten out of the pool. She was wearing her panties and her guy had on some boxers. I asked her guy, "Do you want to trade for a bit?" I could feel Tori stiffen. Tiffany looked hopeful but Mr. Cool said, "Not today." He grabbed Tiffany's hand and took her to her apartment. I told Tori, "Don't worry; I knew he was too chicken to do anything like that. I was just pointing it out to Tiffany." It was around midnight and people started to head home. Lisa said they were leaving and she was staying at Sonja's. I asked who was driving and then gave Jan the once over. She seemed sober and she said that after the bud five hours ago, she had been drinking Tab. She thanked me for looking out for them and for inviting them over. She liked the picture of herself on my wall and asked if she could stop by sometime if she needed an itch scratched. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and said, "Give me a call." Karen, Michelle, Diane and Jill were the last to leave. I think Karen was the driver and she wanted to make sure she was sober enough before she got on the road. I offered to call a cab but she said she was good. I gave them all hugs, kisses, and gave Jill a squeeze on the ass before she jumped away and into Diane's arms. Diane smacked my arm and said, "Get back on your own team, Britt." I said, "I told you before that I'm a lesbian trapped in a man's body. Next time you want to sit on the side of the pool, give me a call and see how I do." Michelle said, "You might be surprised, you closed-minded bitch." Then they were off. I'd carried a couple bags of trash out to the dumpster and put the bong and pot away. I also found the bag that Reggie had left me and put it away as well. There was a note on my pillow from Dani. I miss you but can't stay tonight. Chicken and waffles soon. Love you, Dani. I let Tori hold me as we drifted off to sleep. ------- Chapter 42 I worked on my reduced schedule for my junior year. I needed thirteen three-credit courses to graduate and four of them could be electives in any subject. I could take more but that's all the school required. The plan for a normal student is five classes a semester for eight semesters. I came in with seven classes already completed so now I had some wiggle room. I signed up for four classes. My GPA was a 3.85 so I wouldn't end up being either the valedictorian or a drop out. I was coasting in the top five percent of my class. I would keep up the studying but just be under less pressure. I took a class on logistics, otherwise known as "the management of supplies", another economics course, and another accounting and marketing class. I didn't want to distract from Tori's studies so I made her work on her schoolwork, and even helped her by quizzing her and reviewing her homework problems. When she finished studies, I'd fuck her and tell her what a good pet she was. Jody would stop by from time to time and practice being a Dom, or at least getting her pussy eaten while she talked down to Tori. One day, Jody stopped by to talk with me when Tori was doing some work at the math lab. She said, "You never told me about selecting and picking up a sex toy. How do you do it?" I asked, "Do you want a male or female toy?" "I would have said a male before, but yours seems to act quite a lot of fun." "Jody, I'm not sure. I simply act a certain way that just happens to make me dominant. I'm not mean or bossy but I know what I want and say what I want. If a girl wants to play head games, I tell her to fuck off and find someone else. There are specific types of people who want this sort of relationship. They just seem to become attracted to me and we hook up. Some like it for a day or an hour. Some want to explore that side of their nature for a week or until they get tired of it or I get tired of them. It will be interesting to see what Tori does when her two roommates return in a week or two and she has to live with them." "I want to dominate my roommate. I think she is a submissive but I'm not sure how to take the first step." "Jody, I would be happy to help you if you think that this is something your roommate will want. You can't turn a dog into a cat but you can train a dog to become a better dog." She said, "What do you suggest?" "Is Hannah gay? Is she straight or is she bisexual?" "She has always dated guys, but I see her look at me and it has gotten worse since your party where there were girls going down on each other." I laid out my plan and when it was time for dinner, I went to Jody's apartment. Again, my visit made me aware of how nice I had it in my apartment. Their place was small and decorated in early Salvation Army. Jody had made dinner for Hannah and me. During dinner I asked, "Hannah, did you have fun during the party at my place?" She replied, "I had a great time. I've been to parties before, but never to one that got that wild and crazy." "I had my slave kick things off when she got naked and dove into the pool. The others were just people feeling free to do what they wanted, and since they didn't have to break the ice, they felt comfortable letting go." "Did you say that girl was your slave?" "She took off her collar since she was going in the pool, but yes, she is my sex slave. She gets so excited when someone else tells her what to do. She would never have had the courage to get naked and jump into the pool on her own. When I, her Master, tell her to do something, she can excuse her actions as just following my orders. I know what she wants. She likes me to humiliate her and she is an exhibitionist. I tend to make her do things that fit her desires, and we both get the benefit of her pleasing me." "I guess that makes sense. So do you beat her?" "She likes for me to tie her up and spank her to show that I care for her enough to make her do the right thing. She wanted me to try to rape her, but she didn't care for it as much as she thought she would. We sat down before we got too far into it and talked about her fantasies and her desires. She also has a safe word, so no matter what I'm doing or how I feel, she can always stop me at any second." Hannah asked, "How does that work?" I said, "Hannah, your safe word is 'pickles.' If you say 'pickles, ' I'll stop whatever I'm doing to you at that time. If you don't say 'pickles'' I'll do or continue to do whatever I want to do to you. Do you understand?" "Yes." I stood up and pulled Hannah into my arms. I started to kiss her. She started to kiss back. I started to unbutton her shirt and then took it off while I kissed her. Next, her bra came off. Jody had moved to a chair in by the TV and was rubbing herself. I undid Hannah's shorts and slowly slid them off her legs. I was being slow and sensual and Hannah was getting into it. She also saw Jody lose her shorts and continue to rub her pussy, so she wasn't so self- conscious. I ran my finger up Hannah's slit. She was wet, so I turned her around and pushed her over the arm of the couch. I lined up my cock and slid it into her pussy. After she was comfortable with the pace, I started to pound and she started to say, "Stop, slow down, stop, stop." I rammed it home three more times and then pulled out and placed my cock in line with her ass. I gave her a few seconds to figure out what I was about to do and she screamed "Pickles!" I stopped and picked her up off the arm of the couch. I sat down and pulled her into my lap and just petted her and told her it was OK. She took a few minutes to get herself under control and said, "That was crazy. You were just using me and I was getting off until I realized you were going to rip my ass in two." "I was not going to do that. I knew you would flinch because you weren't ready. I even had to wait for you to figure out what I was going to do. I already have a slave. I think you are a hot, little cunt and will make another master very happy. Why don't you go over and finish Jody off? I think you got her very hot. She and I'll decide what we should do with you." I gently pushed her away, and when she landed on her feet, she turned to Jody, who waved her over and spread her legs to show Hannah where she could be the most helpful. Jody and I spoke about Hannah while she listened and ate pussy. I told Jody, "Hannah is a hot cunt. She needs someone who cares about her, who loves her, and will look out for her in all matters. She also needs someone to protect her from others, while also letting her or making her fulfill her sexual needs and desires. She needs someone to bring her out of her shell. Do you know of anyone that loves her enough to do that?" Jody responded, "I do, but I'm not sure that she would want a female master. She may want someone with a big cock like yours, or someone who has the money to buy her stuff." "It's not my job to buy stuff for my slave. When I do buy stuff for my slave, it's to please me, not her. Her job is to please me and her only joy comes from knowing that I'm happy and she is pleasing me." I saw Hannah start to work even harder at that comment. I said, "Hannah, do you want to have a master or dominant to help you and take care of your needs to serve?" She said, "Yes, sir. Yes, please." "Jody said that she would be interested in being your master. Would you like to try that or do you want me to look around for a guy who may need a new slut?" Hannah looked at Jody and said, "I would love for Jody to become my master. I've wanted her for a while but was afraid she would reject me." I said, "You two will have to discuss what you are both looking for in this relationship. What are your expectations, desires and fantasies? You will also need a safe word." "Thank you, sir." Jody said, "Thank you, Britt, for helping us get started. I hate to act rude right now, but I think I need to figure some things out with my new girl. If you ever need some pussy, just come on by and I'll loan her to you." I thanked them for the dinner and left them to figure out their new relationship. ------- At the end of the summer semester, Tori came to me and said that she was about ready to head home for a couple of weeks. She said, "Britt, I got a B+ in my class and I owe a lot of that to you for pushing me to keep working hard. I also feel like a flower that someone finally gave the chance to bloom sexually. I'm not sure that this is who I am. It was like when you raped me. The reality didn't live up to the fantasy. Being a slave was much closer, but I feel like it's starting to wear off. With my roommates coming back and more people living in the building, I feel like I'll be more embarrassed than excited. Even now, I know that I'm strong enough to make my own choices and take care of myself." I said, "I've felt the newness wearing off also, but I didn't want you to think that I didn't care about you or want you anymore. I expected that you would be finding a new path to walk down but I wanted you to see the path yourself. I'll still be here and care for you deeply. You should keep the collar if you need some time being my bitch. If I see you wearing it, you belong to me, so don't put it on for a fashion statement or a Halloween costume unless you are ready for someone to fuck you in the middle of class or at a party." "Yes, Master. Will you take the collar off and release me? I don't want to become a runaway." "Suck my cock, you little slut, and then I'll set you free." She dropped to her knees and gave me a slow sensual suck. She kissed and licked my cock as if to memorize every ridge and vein that made it unique. She eventually sucked me deep and then used her hand for help. She swallowed my spend and then cleaned me with her tongue before laying her head on my lap so I could release her collar. She had a tear in her eye as she stood and said, "Thank you, Britt, for helping me understand who I am and how I tick. You have let me know what I am and what I need to feel happy in life. When I find a man, I don't want him as my master, but he will be strong inside and out, just like you. He will be a loving and caring person about me and my feelings and needs, just like you. He will also be mine. We will own each other. I know I can never own you. This is not goodbye because you will always be one of my closest friends." I got a kiss and a hug as she left with the collar in her hand. ------- There were two weeks until everyone would be back in town and three weeks until classes started. I spent two days in the darkroom developing negatives and prints. I felt so caught up on everything I decided to take a ride down to Orlando to see Mom and Dad. I rode the Harley home. Mom was happy to see me when I walked in, and I was happy to see three almost naked girls out sunning by the pool. Cathy was home for the summer. Cindy had a job lined up at one of the elementary schools and I didn't know the other girl. Bill was off golfing. Mom and I talked and she told me how much I had grown, how much she missed me and how happy she was with Bill. I asked about her addictions and she said if anything, she was drinking less and hadn't smoked any dope in four months. She said, "I'm happy with my life and happy with my marriage. I don't feel like I need to escape or get away from anything. I'm high on life." I decided to act a little meaner and dig further. "Are you getting enough to fill your other needs and vices?" "Bill takes care of me just fine. I sometimes catch myself looking at a pretty girl, but I've those feelings under control. Thanks for your concern." I said, "I have to watch your pussy, I mean watch out for your pussy needs. If you need to find another girl to take care of something, I've found that Cathy is more accommodating towards women than Cindy." "Britt, don't get me started thinking that way. They wear bikinis all day. Now I'm going to think about Cathy and be wet all day long. I should beat you." "I love you too, Mom. I'm going to say hi to the girls and then go say hi to Doug, and maybe John and Beth." I went out and said hi to my sisters. They were both happy to see me and asked about my adventure. I told them we would talk later. The other girl was a friend of Cindy's. Her name was Emily and I said hello and goodbye. Doug was washing his truck. I picked up a sponge and we talked while we worked. I told him about my adventure over the summer. He wished he could have taken off and gone with me. I told him to plan it when I graduated in two summers. He asked if I was up for some basketball or skiing tomorrow. I said that both sounded good. He said he would stop by and pick me up. Beth was home with Mary, and John had taken Johnny to a birthday party. Mary was four years old and would be starting preschool in a few weeks. I gave her a hug and a kiss and she was happy to see me. I gave a hug and a kiss to Beth and she pushed me away since Mary was watching. When Mary looked back at the TV, I gave Beth's ass a nice squeeze. She invited me for dinner while I was home, and I told her that Monday or Tuesday would be the soonest I would be free. She said to make it Tuesday at six and I said, "It's a date." I kissed her and left to go home. Over dinner with Mom, Bill, and the girls, I told them about my trip on my Harley around the mid-west and western U.S. The people I met and the animals I saw fascinated them more than the scenery. I told them about the mountain goats, the grizzly bear that I saw for five seconds while riding, and the huge elk I saw in Yellowstone. They wanted to hear more about baling hay and everyone wanted to hear more about the commune chicks in Seattle, but all were afraid to ask. The next morning Doug came by for some hoops and we played from 9 AM until noon. Doug went home to shower and change and then came over for lunch. We went out on the boat and did some skiing. The girls and Emily were out by the pool, and we invited them to come with us so we could watch their bodies as we played. Cathy skied well and we pulled her around for about thirty minutes until she got tired. Cindy tried to ski and did OK, but fell a few times. I got out the inner tube and she had fun hanging on as I bounced her over the wake. Emily was next but she started too far back on the tube and the force of the water had her bottoms down around her ankles in no time. She dropped off the tube and pulled up her bottoms. As I came back around to get the tube back to her, I said, "You need to lie further forward on the tube. If you want me to hang on to your bathing suit while you ride, I would be happy to keep it safe." She declined the offer but had fun for twenty minutes as I whipped her out away from the boat. I made sure not to whip her into any docks or patches of weeds. Doug went next, and as he rode the wake board, he was trying various tricks. He would have done better if he had paid more attention to the tricks instead of trying to show off for the girls. I just skied. It had been a while and I whipped myself out for speed and then would swing back to the other side, jumping the wake before I went out the other side to do it again. I ate it once, big time, but I had fun. We all got into the pool when we got back and I swam a couple of laps to stretch my muscles. I was sitting on the steps when Cathy sat next to me. Doug was talking with Cindy and Emily. Cathy said, "Thanks for inviting us." "You guys can use the boat whenever you want. Just make sure you get some training. It isn't that hard once you learn." "I'll talk to Dad. He takes it for a spin a couple of times a week and has taken care of the gas and maintenance." "Sounds good. How did you do with your classes, and why haven't I seen John since I've been home?" "I did OK. Mostly B's with an A and a C. John and his dad are in New York working on a deal for their business. I expect him home on Friday. He has been around most of the summer and we are doing well. I loved hearing about your trip. Did you fuck your way across the country the way you fuck your way through all the girls at school?" "I didn't fuck anyone in Kansas City." "You're such a slut. I love you. You're fun to have around and you're never boring." She said. "I love you too, Sis. If you and John weren't together, I could think of some things to do with you." "You're such a male slut. John wouldn't appreciate it if I slept with you. We are doing great and I don't want to mess anything up. Are you looking for a roommate? I could be closer to my man. I'm your sister you know." "Cathy, don't you have a place lined up yet?" "Yeah, Dad gets special rates since he works at a state university. I'm in the dorm. Cindy has four years in the dorms to save money. I'll be spending a lot of time upstairs and across the way from you." "Cathy, I don't want or need a roommate. If you want to live in an apartment, you should get a job and do it. I know a couple of girls that may have room for one more and I know someone that's looking for workers. If you are just looking for a free ride then you can live in the dorm and let Daddy take care of you." "What kind of work is it and where's the apartment?" "Shannon -- you met her -- has a cleaning business. She needs people to clean apartments and do laundry. You can fit the work in around your class schedule. I met two girls, Jody and Hannah, who live about four blocks from me and share an apartment. They each have their own room, but it's possible that they mightshare a room and are looking for a roommate to save money. If you have any interest, we can make some calls. You can also talk to your dad about giving you the amount he would pay for meals and the dorm room to offset your costs." "I think that's a good idea. I can clean. I clean while I'm here to help your Mom." "A lot of the girls clean after class or on the weekends. You will have to ensure that you have plenty of time to study and have time when John is free so he can fuck your horny ass regularly." "He only fucked my ass once. He likes pussy and I like him in my pussy." I splashed her and dove into the pool. I came up behind Emily and tugged on her bottoms. She grabbed them and kept them in place. When I surfaced, she splashed me in the face and said, "Don't do that." "It isn't like I haven't seen your beautiful ass before." "Well, you should have taken a picture because you may never see it again." Everyone except Emily laughed. She looked around and said, "What's so funny?" Cathy said, "Britt takes pictures of nude women. He has more asses on his wall than anyone I know. He is very good at it too. If you want to remember what your ass looked like before you get old and flabby, I would recommend Britt to take the pictures." "You take nudie pictures?" "I take all kinds of pictures, but most people remember a nice set of tits over a cypress tree at sunrise. Besides, you can't fuck a tree when you finish taking its picture. I was glad I brought an assistant when I took the tree pictures." "Can I see it?" "What, the tree picture or my cock?" "Britt, I wanted to see your album." "I don't have an album but I do have a folder with the picture of the tree and a few of my cock. I also have some of my assistant after the tree session. Maybe after a few dates we can go up to my room and look at my sketches, I mean photos." Cathy said, "Don't listen to him. He's a slut. You don't have to wait a few dates. He would fuck you here while we all watched if you let him." Cindy said, "I think it's time for Emily and me to get ready to go. We are meeting a friend for dinner. Doug, would you like to come? You seemed to act more like a gentleman." Doug said, "Sure." Cathy said, "Emily you don't know what you are missing, but I'd meet one of Doug's old flames and she had big things to say about him as well." The three of them left. Cathy was in a frisky mood. I grabbed her and took off her suit. She went after mine and I let her get it. We were ass grabbing around the pool and Mom came out to see what we were doing and tell us to stop messing around. I grabbed Cathy from behind and grabbed the back of her knees. She had her back to my chest and her knees by her ears. This gave Mom a wide-open view of Cathy's cunt. Mom told me to let her go. I threw Cathy in the deep end and then grabbed Mom and pulled her in too. Mom came up and wanted to kill me. With her clothes now totally soaked, I started to undress her and she finally gave in and took her own clothes off. We were skinny-dipping, just playing around and having fun when Bill came out. He looked around and did a double take at the nude flesh. He said, "What's going on?" His tone was as if we were in trouble. I said, "Hey Bill, we were talking about you and had some questions you can help us answer. Why don't you join us and we can talk." "You're all naked." "Bill, we're just having fun. Come on in. We have all seen naked men before. I'm naked and I'm a man." He wanted to say something but everyone was just looking at him. He gave into the peer pressure, turned his back, and got undressed before turning and jumping in. Cathy said, "Way to go, Daddy. Looking good." Mom said, "That's my man. Come give me a kiss, big boy." He swam over to hold Mom. I said, "Bill, Cathy tells me you have spent time taking care of the boat. Thanks. I told her that if you showed her how to use it properly, that she was welcome to use it as well. It's a family boat and she is family." "I can do that," he said. "We were also talking about going back to school, and she asked about the empty room in my apartment. I told her I'm not interested in having a roommate. I'm an almost straight A student, and I don't need any more distractions in my life. I'd tell her that if she wanted out of the dorm that she should get a job and stop looking to you to solve her problems. I know of a person looking for students who want to work. I may also know of a couple of girls looking for a roommate. Before you say anything, I know from when I was in the dorm and on the food plan, that the school uses these as a profit center. If you fix your own meals, you can save a bunch. I told her that with her working a part-time job, and with the food savings, the cost for her to move in with someone would not be any greater than living in the dorm and eating with the school meal plan. I'm not sure what your reasons were for wanting her to live in the dorm. Was it simply a financial one or did you have other reasons for wanting it? However, I'll let you two figure that out the details. If you could talk today or tomorrow, I can make some calls and see if we can figure everything out." Bill said, "I've a budget and that's why I've set it up this way. If it doesn't cost me any more money and if she can get better grades, then I'm OK with her living off campus. Like you said, it's not the place but the person who does the studying and the work." Cathy was so excited and jumping up and down, she jumped into her Dad's arms. In her excitement, I think she forgot that she wasn't wearing any clothes and as she jumped, her tits were bouncing around. When Bill caught her, as she felt his hard cock, she suddenly remembered that she did not have any clothes on. I couldn't see if it went in or not, but they jumped apart almost as quickly as she had jumped on him and wrapped her legs around his waist. I grabbed Mom in a naked hug and said, "I love skinny dipping. You never know what might turn up."" She said, "Is there a banana in the pool or are you just happy to see me?" "I'm happy to see all the naked, beautiful women in this house." We swam and played some more, and Bill and Cathy got comfortable being naked in the same pool. Cathy did give her dad a real hug, but was slower walking over to him and didn't do the running jump like the first time. Then she turned to me and said, "Well, did you call your friends yet?" I splashed her and walked out of the pool to make some calls. Shannon said that she would have no problem hiring Cathy, and asked me to have Cathy call her as soon as she had her class schedule. ------- Chapter 43 I called Jody, as I wasn't sure if they stayed in town or went home. Hannah answered. I said, "Hi Hannah. Are you wearing a collar?" "Yes, Sir." "Do you like it?" "Yes, Sir." "Have you been licking a lot of pussy lately?" "Yes, Sir." "Are you sleeping in Jody's room now?" "Yes, Sir." "Is your Mistress home?" "Yes, Sir." "Hello, Britt" "How did you know it was me, Jody?" "All she said after she picked up the phone was "Yes, Sir." I figured it was either you or her dad until she handed me the phone, and then I knew it was you." "Hey. Now that Hannah is sleeping in your room, how would you like to cut your rent from half each down to 33% and rent out your extra room to my sister?" "What's wrong with her? You have an extra bedroom." "She likes guys and I don't want to wake up and find some other guy in my kitchen. Besides, I don't need extra money for collars and strap-on dildos." She laughed at that and asked, "When can she come by for an interview and to see the place?" "She can come for the interview whenever I tell her to. She can drive there in two and a half hours. Should I tell her about your relationship up front or do you want to tell her?" Jody said, "Tell her to come by tomorrow for lunch and we'll talk and see if things will work out. She isn't a prude is she?" "At the moment, she is out skinny-dipping with her Dad and my Mom. Can I ride up with her? I don't have anything scheduled until Tuesday night for dinner. We can either stay at my place or drive back tomorrow night." "She is skinny-dipping with your parents? Wow. As for you, you're always welcome. I'll have my girl suck you off while we talk. See you tomorrow." After I hung up, I walked back out to the pool. Mom and Cathy were sitting on the side of the pool and Bill was still in the water. I said, "Cathy, you have a job and we are driving up to Gainesville for an interview about an apartment." I was watching Bill when I said it and his eyes got wide when his daughter, who was sitting with her legs together, suddenly put one foot on the pool deck to stand up and give me a hug. She opened wide for her Daddy to see her full on. Mom caught it too and slid into the pool and into his arms. I heard her say, "I should help you. Otherwise we will be waiting on dinner until 10 PM when your dick comes down from that vision." Cathy was oblivious of her Dad. I just hugged her and guided her inside. I saw Mom leading Bill toward the bedroom. The next morning at breakfast Cindy asked, "What did you guys do after we left last night? We came back and we were going to hang out at the pool. There were clothes all over the place. When I asked what happened here, Doug answered that Britt was home." I said, "Nothing happened. Cathy and I were skinny-dipping and Mom and Bill joined us. Then Cathy got a new job and a new apartment. After that, Bill and Mom went to their room to have sex and Cathy and I had dinner and went to bed. I'm not sure if Bill and Mom ever came out for dinner. We are going to see Cathy's new apartment in a few minutes. How was your dinner and what did you and Emily do to Doug?" "Cathy gets an apartment? I had to live in a dorm for all four years. How did you get out of the dorm?" "Britt asked Daddy if I could stay in an apartment if I paid for the difference and he said sure. He then made two calls and got me a job and an interview with some girls to rent a room" "I'm happy for you, but that sucks. I was in a dorm for four years. Did you say Daddy went skinny dipping?" "Yeah, it was cool. Britt attacked me, took off all my clothes, and threw me in the water. When his mom came out, he threw her in and started to take her clothes off until she pushed him away and undressed herself. When Dad came out Britt invited him to join us. I guess he got worked up because they went to the bedroom and we never saw them again." I said, "He got a little worked up when Cathy flashed him." Cathy said, "What are you talking about?" I set her up on the kitchen counter and Cindy and I were looking at her. Cathy said, "What?" I said, "Pretend you just got informed that you had a job and a new apartment and that your sister is your Dad. What did you do?" "Nothing. I got up and gave you a hug." I said, "You're sitting on the edge of the pool nice and modest with your lovely tits on display. How did you get up to give me a hug?" She lifted her leg to stand on the counter and I said, "Stop." She looked at me and Cindy and I looked at the crotch of her shorts. Cindy said, "You're such a slut. No wonder Daddy was so hard he had to fuck something." Cathy said, "Oh shit. I wasn't even thinking." "Like when you jumped on his cock when he told you that you could live in an apartment?" I asked. Cathy said, "Yeah, another accident. I'm not used to being naked with my Dad. He does have a nice cock though." Cindy said, "You're a slut." Cathy said, "Don't knock it until you try it. Let's go, Britt. There is an APARTMENT with my name on it." "Fuck you," was Cindy's reply. ------- The ride up was easy. Cathy asked two questions before I stopped her. "You will see everything in an hour or so. Just chill out and be as patient as you can." I gave her directions to the house. It wasn't an apartment. It was simply a two-bedroom bungalow, which had seen better days but it was still standing. The rent was $300 a month and each girl could go from $150 to $100 if they brought Cathy in. We went up onto the porch and knocked. Hannah answered, wearing a thong and a tank top with a collar. She let us in and I introduced Cathy to Jody and Hannah Cathy was quiet so she wouldn't stick her foot in her mouth. Hannah said, "Let me show you the room. She led Cathy to the smaller of the two rooms. I saw them come out and she took her to the bathroom. The kitchen has a small room on the way out the back door with a washer and dryer. We were standing in the dining room/living room space. The tour was over in three minutes. We all sat at the table but Hannah went to get lunch for us. She served us chicken salad sandwiches with fruit. We ate our lunches in about five minutes and then Hannah got up to take the dishes to the sink and refill the drinks. Jody spoke. "Well, Cathy, I know that you've taken a look around. It's not much, but it's home, and we have more privacy than in the dorm. You would be free to have people over but we would ask that you keep in mind that we are all here for school and since we don't have a den, like some people, we have to study here at the table. The total rent is $300 a month and utilities run another $200. We averaged $250 each before food, but if you move in it would be around $175 each when we add in the extra hot water and laundry cycles. We can pitch in for food to share or we can each have our own shelf. Is this what you were looking for and is the price in your range?" Cathy said, "I think so. Do I have to buy furniture or is that included?" "That's Hannah's bed but you can use it so she won't have to store it. Is that OK?" "Yep. That's great." Jody asked, "Is there anything else?" Cathy looked at me. I said, "If you have questions now is the time to ask. Both of you." Cathy said, "I'm not judging but are you lesbians?" Jody said, "Would a lesbian suck Britt's cock?" She turned to her slave and said, "Hannah, suck his cock." Hannah got up, came over to me and undid my shorts. I told her to take off her top. I wanted to see her titties. She did and then started to suck on me. "I see you have a slave and she will be sleeping with you, so now you have an extra room. I'm cool with that. My boyfriend lives upstairs and across the hall from Britt. I may bring him over from time to time but I'll spend a lot of time over at his place. I wanted to move into Britt's place but he was a big meany and said no." "I said you couldn't afford it ... before I said no." I was rubbing my hand through Hannah's hair and petting her for her efforts. Jody said, "As long as your boyfriend doesn't mess with Hannah without my permission, we shouldn't have a problem. I may have her tied naked to the wall when he stops by, and that's always a risk. We don't have a pool so if you want to go skinny dipping we will have to go to your boyfriend's place." "We can do that," Cathy said. Jody said, "Hannah, masturbate but don't cum until I tell you." "Yes, Mistress." She was sweating and breathing funny when I filled her mouth. Jody said, "OK, bitch, you can cum." She started to convulse. She fell to the side when she finished and Jody went to her and told her how proud she was of her slut. I didn't want to drive home so we went to my apartment and called Mom. She said that Emily and Cathy were going to Emily's beach condominium for a few days. I said, "Summer time and you and Bill are home alone. Make sure you pick up your clothes around the pool next time. You embarrassed Cindy when she came home and found yours' and Bill's clothes all over the patio. Do you want Cathy and me to stay for a couple of days?" "No, we got our fill yesterday after the pool party. We can just top things off for a while." Cathy asked what I wanted to do. "We can see if anyone is around. We can take pictures of you naked. I can work out since I skipped this morning. We can call Shannon to talk to you about work. What do you want to do?" "Britt, you just had sex." "Yeah." "Can we call Shannon and maybe see a movie or something?" I called Shannon and told her we were in town. Shannon said she would come over. When she arrived, Cathy and Shannon talked about the work and the amount of time it required. She also said, "If you have a place to live you can come up next week and work full-time helping me get all the marketing material done and distributed." Cathy said, "If Britt will loan me his car next week, I'll be here. I need to check with Jody but I don't think they will mind." "That was easy. What do you say we get stoned and go bowling?" Both girls looked at me as if I was from another planet, but then said, "Sure." Cathy asked if she could invite her new roommates. They all came over and got whacked out, except for Shannon. Shannon drove us all to the bowling alley. It was summer and between semesters, so it was dead. Shannon shared a joint with me in the parking lot and we went in to knock down some pins. Hannah had on a short skirt and a tank top with no underwear on at all. Every time she threw the ball, we got a shot of her pussy. They allowed us to pick any lane and I was glad we picked the one at the end and not the one in front of the desk where the one employee sat. After she would throw, Hannah would sit and let Jody play with her cunt. Shannon commented on what a good girl she was. Shannon had helped me with Tori and Monica, so she was enjoying the scene without it being too novel for her. Shannon won both games. Jody drove home and had Hannah give Shannon her prize. Shannon left for home immediately after. Jody said that Cathy was free to move in when she was ready. We drove home the next morning and Cathy started to pack her stuff. I sat out by the pool and read most of the day. During the day, I asked Cathy to take a break to go to the store and buy a nice bottle of wine. I showed up for dinner on my Harley. Johnny and Mary both wanted a ride and so did Beth. I took the bottle of wine out of my saddlebags and handed it to Beth. I also pulled out my folder and handed it to John. I put Johnny on the seat in front of me with a helmet on and we rode around the block. Mary was next and got the same trip. At four, she was a giggle all the way around the block. I told Beth she would get her ride after dinner. We had a fish dish with capers and olives that was great. After dinner, we played with the kids, and then Beth put them to bed. We sat around and talked about my trip out west. I think they both get off on my adventures, and they loved the story of the three women on the farm and the New York girl fucking behind her dad's back. The commune girl's story also got a laugh. John wanted to look through the pictures and I said. "Leave out the ones that Beth will want to see. We are going for a ride on my Harley and plan to return in an hour or so." We went out and each put on a helmet. She had on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, as did I. Then I drove out of the neighborhood nice and slow. In fifteen minutes, we were almost in Oviedo and it was becoming more rural. I found an empty road and opened it up. The vibration coming from the bike was doing wonders for her. She had her tits pressed against my back. I reached down and slid my hand up the leg of her shorts. Her panties were damp and she removed my hand. I opened it up and the bike roared with power. The motor's vibration made her pull hard against the seat. I'm not sure if she came, but when we got back, she told John he needed to get one of those or she was going to run away with me and ride all over the country. John smiled and said, "So you want to become a biker chick, huh?" "John, I need to go clean up. I'll be back." "Do you need any help?" I asked. "You stay away from me." John watched her leave and said, "How did you get Monica and her mom to pose for you?" "Yolanda and her sister, Vanessa, came up for a football game last year and Monica brought them over to meet me. I told them I wouldn't let them leave until they got naked and posed for me. I also had to show her your picture naked first. I told her that I would help her make partner." "You showed her my picture?" "Haven't you noticed her checking out your package for the last ten months?" Beth came out and said, "Who's been checking out your package, honey?" John said, "I should kill you." "After I leave and Beth jumps your bones you will love me again." Beth said, "He's right, John. Tell me, who's been checking out your package?" I pulled out a couple of pictures of the black ladies and laid them on the table. I said, "This one here." "Who's she?" "That's Yolanda Williams." Beth said, "Britt, you're going to give me gray hair. Who's she?" "Beth, relax. She works at the same firm as your husband. Her daughter is a friend of mine. When I wanted her to pose for me she was afraid of what might happen so I showed her the picture you have hanging in your hallway and how easy it is to make a photo respectful. She agreed that your photo was awesome and wanted something to show the love she had with her sister and daughter. If you go into the office, she may check out your package as well. I know you will be thinking about her nipples. I know I do. John's dreams have been about them since he saw a picture of her daughter and I told him that they matched her mother's." "I think you're right. Even I would talk to those tits if someone gave me an opportunity to get an introduction. I like the way they seem to celebrate life continuously. I like the artistic one with their faces down, but the pussy shot was just you being horny," Beth spat. "Well if that's the way you're going to treat me, I'll pack up my pictures and leave you to rape your husband." "I'm sorry, you can stay. I want to see the pictures from your trip." We sat around and she looked at the pictures with John. They would ask me about different things as they came across them. I left around eleven and went home to bed. Beth said that if I became bored I could always give her a ride on my Harley. The rest of the week, I messed around. I had so much time on my hands I read two books. I went over and shot some hoops, and I swam and ran twice a day. I was becoming bored silly. The next weekend I went to the beach with Doug. We brought our surfboards and went to the beach were Cindy and Emily were staying in Cocoa Beach. There are good waves in Cocoa Beach but not in front of Emily's condominium. We went surfing in the morning and then went down and bummed lunch from them. Doug was flirting with the girls. We hung out at their pool because the waves were crap the rest of the day, so we ended up going home. Sunday I went for a ride. I took off west toward Tampa and then went north, stopping in Tarpon Springs for lunch. This is where they go out on the boats to get sea sponges. I had a grouper sandwich at the docks. I flirted with some girls but they blew me off. I walked out of the restaurant and dressed in my jeans and a t-shirt. There were two ugly bikers outside, dressed in full leathers, with guts that needed a sidecar. They were looking at my bike. I thought about just turning around and having another coke but didn't. I walked up to the bike and said, "What's up, guys?" "Your bike, kid?" biker number one asked. "Yep. That's my ride." "Why do you ride around with those sissy-looking saddlebags?" biker number two kicked in. I looked at their beat up crap that they were riding. I said, "I need the storage when I ride. I've been to Washington State and back in the last two months. I can't carry my underwear in my back pocket." I had cranked up the bike by then and I was happy to have those two bikers behind me and not get in a fight. I headed back on a different road and made it back in time for dinner. Cathy couldn't wait any longer and had gone to Gainesville. Cindy was at the beach for two more days. Mom and Bill were settling in to watch Wheel of Fortune. I got on the bike and went over to my Dad's place. I showed up and he was happy to see me. He had married a divorced woman named Meredith. She had an older married son who had kids of his own. I told Dad about my trip, but Meredith didn't seem interested. I left after just a little while. I didn't want to interrupt "All in the Family." When I thought about it, I sometimes wondered which of the families were screwier. I was a little stir crazy and it was a Sunday night. I rode down the avenue and stopped to get an ice cream. There were a lot of kids and families. I saw some kids I knew from school and they invited me to join them. I had run track with one of them and he asked me about running and school. I told him I was at UF and one of the girls at the table said she went there as well. Her name was Kari, and she was a Music Major and she actually played the flute in the marching band. I told her that I didn't make it to all the games but since I knew someone, I would make sure to show up and wave to her. "Yeah I'll look out at the 60,000 people and pick you right out." "I'll be the one in orange." I said. "When are you heading back?" "I'm heading back tomorrow because I have to start practicing. The first home game is in four weeks and we have a number of songs to learn and rehearse." "I'm bored out of my brain. At least at school, I can party and pass out without having to worry about the folks." She asked, "Where do you live? I'm in the dorm as part of my scholarship, and they're pretty strict." "I have a place a couple blocks behind the Porpoise. It's close enough, but still off campus." "That's only about a quarter-mile from my dorm. I should come over and party with you so I don't get busted." "I think I'm going back soon. Maybe we can get together for dinner or something. What time do you practice?" "We start around 10 AM and practice until noon. We take a two-hour break and then go from two until five. Dinner sounds great. What day are you going back?" "Whenever. How about Tuesday so I can say goodbye? We can meet at the Porpoise at 5:30 or six, have some food, then go back, and hang out. If you have some friends you want to relax with, I've seating for six in the living room, and if there are more we can hang out by the pool." "I'm happy to have run into you. The lounge in the dorm is a drag and we can't afford to hang out at bars all night." She said. The next day I told Mom that I was heading back to school. She asked about clothes and I told her I would go over to the mall since I had grown out of most of my clothes from last year. She asked if I needed her to take me. I told her that I could only carry so much on my Harley and it didn't make sense for me to shop here in Orlando. ------- Chapter 44 I rode up to Gainesville the next day. Reggie wasn't back yet but he had left a big bag after the cookout. I took some things out of the freezer and put them into the fridge, and then I loaded up the middle shelf with beers, cokes and Tabs. I told Jody I was in town and was going to meet some people at the Porpoise for dinner, and when I finished I would come back to my place. She said she had to work until nine. She also said that Cathy was never there because she was working her ass off for Shannon. That news made me very happy. I wandered over to the Porpoise around 5:45. I saw Kari at a table with another girl and a guy. Both were in the band with her. His name was Dan, he played the drums and she was Darcy, a clarinetist. They all had beers and an extra glass for me so I had a beer and ordered a couple dozen oysters and a burger. Everyone else ordered burgers as well. We shared the oysters and it was interesting to see how people ate them. I like them right out of the shell with nothing on them, but I also love them with cocktail sauce, extra horseradish and a dash of Tabasco on a Saltine cracker. Kari and Darcy liked butter and Dan liked cocktail sauce and lemon. After the food, we walked the three blocks to my place. While I was unlocking the door, Kari looked out at the pool and said, "Nice place you have. Only four apartments share the pool?" "Yeah, it's a great place. Do you know John Peterson? He lives upstairs and across the hall." Kari said, "We had a couple of classes together in high school. Is he up there now?" "He was in New York last week so I doubt it, but I expect him in this weekend if I had to guess." We went inside and Darcy said, "I have lived in a dorm for the last year and you have this awesome place. Can I move in? I'll sleep under your table." I said, "Maybe, but I first need to house train you." Dan said, "This is nice." I walked over to them and offered drinks. I opened the fridge and said, "I have beer, Coke, Tab or mixed drinks with vodka, whiskey, tequila or gin." Dan asked for a beer. Kari asked for a Tab and Jack. Darcy said, "Make that two." I got the drinks and a Jack and Coke for myself and we all sat in the living room. Kari had found the stereo and got some music going, and Darcy was looking at pictures. I watched her out of the corner of my eye. Artists like to see how people react to their art. As she looked at the pictures, Darcy touched her nipples a lot. Dan was also looking at the pictures but in a different area of the room. After finding some music she liked, Kari sat on the couch, and Dan sat next to her, while Darcy sat in a chair. Dan asked about the art on the wall. Since Kari hadn't seen any of it and started to look around the walls. As I started to tell them about the art, the Kinks were coming through the Bose 901 speakers. I told them that in the beginning, I took pictures for fun and then it became a hobby of mine. I also told them that I only did black and white photography. Kari said, "Britt, do you remember talking the other day about partying. I'm jonesing for some if you have any." I said, "I'm sorry for not being a good host. I had some dropped off a couple of weeks ago." I went to the kitchen to get some ice and then water in a large cup. I shook it around a bit and then went to the den to get the bag and the bong. I came back, filled the bong with the water, and dropped a couple of cubes. I set up a bowl and handed it to Kari with a lighter. She lit it up and filled the bong with smoke before removing her finger, and the smoke entered and filled her lungs. She passed the bong to Darcy who jumped in before the flame died and finished off the bowl. Kari started to cough up a lung. I repacked the bowl for Dan. He took it easy and passed it to me. I took an easy hit and passed it back to Dan. We passed the thing around until we all had enough. Darcy said, "Where did you find the people to pose for these pictures?" "Here and there. I ask a lot; a few accept. Some I tie up so they can't refuse." Kari looked at me and jumped up. She walked over to the wall and looked closer. She was looking at the pictures of Courtney all oiled up. I said, "You may know her. You went to school with her." She said, "Really, you took this in high school?" "I did. There is one in my room where you can see another girl from high school and in that one, her face is visible." Darcy asked, "I love these. Can I look in other rooms?" "Sure, I'm going to veg out though." She asked, "Are your roommates in town yet?" "I don't have any roommates." The words barely cleared my lips when Kari came back and said, "Robin is topless in your kitchen and you have a picture of our attorney in your hallway." "Well, Robin has left the kitchen and I had to let your attorney into the shot to get his wife naked." Darcy said, "No roommates? You took a picture of your attorney naked? Show me." Darcy headed down the hall to join Kari. "Oh, I love this one. You went to school with her? That one is hot. He can tie me up like that any time he wants. They are swimming naked at the University pool." They took fifteen minutes before they came back. Kari said, "Someone has been a naughty boy." Dan woke up to say, "What did I do baby?" "Go back to sleep, Dan. Britt, those pictures are hot. Do you have any others?" "Yes I just got back from a trip out west. I have quite a few." "Can we see them?" she asked. I got out the folder and I showed them the picture of the two girls in Nashville, the river, the bar and Shirley naked on the bed. The four used condoms on the nightstand also got a comment. I showed them the pictures of the Arch in St. Louis. I had some pictures of Mel on the tractor, the girls throwing hay and then the girls and Mom naked and one or two in the hayloft. I continued with the pictures of sailing in Idaho, the bison in South Dakota, going to the Sun Road, then the commune girls in Seattle, and the bus and boat where we partied. I had a couple of the Grateful Dead girls in Oregon. I had both San Francisco and Napa well covered, along with a few shots in my room. Next was the falls of Yosemite, the sign leading into Vegas, the Zion and Bryce Canyon National Parks. Four Corners and the Grand Canyon were also in there. I had a couple from the stop in New Orleans and then some from the party out by the pool. Darcy said, "They are skinny-dipping." "Yes. Do you want to go in? The pool is free." "Yes, I want to go in now. Will you, Kari?" Kari said, "No pictures and I'll go." I said, "No problem. Do you think we should wake Dan?" "Let him sleep." she said. I grabbed some towels and soon we were all naked in the pool. Tiffany came out and said, "I thought I was the only one here. Mind if I join you?" She took off her top and was soon naked with us. I looked up to see Jody and Hannah taking off their clothes as they walked to the pool. They both dove in and surfaced near me. Jody said, "Do you know you got a guy passed out on your couch? We smoked two bowls but he never woke up." Hannah came over and gave me a hug and a kiss. She had her legs wrapped around me. She whispered in my ear, "Thank you for helping me find my Mistress." I spanked her ass and threw her as high and as far as I could. Kari started to chuckle. Darcy said, "What?" Kari said, "You asked twenty minutes ago where he found people to take pictures of. He now has you, three other women and me with him in a pool naked. He didn't call a single one of us or make any of us get naked. I don't think he has much trouble finding people to photograph when this place isn't a ghost town." Jody said, "I just met the guy several weeks ago and last time we came by there were thirty naked people out here. Only Tiffany and her guy had anything on but here she is looking good and naked." Tiffany said, "I dumped him. He was a stick in the mud. Do you mind if I have a hit of your weed?" I said, "You can, but you have to wake up Dan and ask him if he wants to join us." She giggled and grabbed a towel as she headed for my place. Tiffany tried to wake Dan but he remained passed out. Tiffany came back and joined the chat in the pool. A while later Kari said, "We have band practice in the morning. We need to get out of here." I asked, "Do you want to try to wake up Dan or just let him crash and I'll kick him out in the morning?" "We can try to wake him, but I'm not carrying him back," said Darcy. Darcy was about 5' 3" with black hair, maybe an A plus cup size and if she weighed ninety pounds, I would be surprised. Dan was almost 6 feet and close to 200 pounds. He woke up and staggered behind them back to the dorm. Jody took Hannah home and Tiffany asked if I wanted any company. She hadn't put any clothes on so I said, "Sure." Tiffany was tall, thin, with dark hair, brown eyes, nice breasts, and a pretty smile. She climbed on my bed, and when I saw her clamshell from behind, my face automatically followed. I took her down and spent the next twenty-five minutes eating her pussy. I started rough and then went deeper and harder. I just had to keep going because I loved the sound of her grunts and moans as she went out of control with orgasms. I finally let her go so I could bite her nipples and line up my dick with her opening. She said, "Britt, I have only been with three different guys in my life. None of them has been as big as you so please give me a minute to get used to it. I have already cum more with you, than the sum of the other three of them. They have all sucked in bed. This has been one of my fantasies since Tori woke up the world with her orgasms. Be gentle and make me feel loved." After a pep talk like that, who was I not to give it my all? I used every trick I knew to push her buttons and help her build slowly but steadily toward the explosive climax that she craved. I was glad we were the only ones in the building because she would have woken even Dan with her primal scream of ecstasy. My focus was on her so completely that I didn't even cum myself. She had me in a bear hug and she wouldn't let me go. I was still hard so I started to thrust into her again. I was close enough to finish in just another minute or two and she seemed to ride small aftershocks as I completed my journey. Neither of us had any plans so we stayed in bed and played until almost noon when my growling stomach forced us to get up. After we had eaten, showered and changed the sheets, I asked about her boyfriend. She said that Andy was being a jerk. He is average in size and he did not want to join in the party the other night. She was in the mood to cut loose. When I offered the swap, she wanted to, but knew that Andy would decline the offer. When Tori said what she did to him, it pissed him off. At the end of the semester, Tiffany told him that she needed some time to think. She said, "Andy, sometimes I feel like you are suffocating me. I wanted to cut loose and all you wanted to do was for both of us to go and sit by ourselves. We were at a party where everyone was having fun except us. We both need to go our own ways and figure out what we want. I'm staying between semesters. You go home and do whatever you want. When you get back, we can figure out it there will be an 'us' in the future." It hit me that she had just used me. She broke up for two weeks so that she could have sex and not be cheating on her boyfriend. I knew by the language she used that she would be back with him in a week. I asked, "What's Andy studying?" "He just finished his pre-med and will be starting med school in two weeks. His parents are doctors and both his grandfathers are doctors." She had the safe support of a family of doctors. She wanted to take a bite of the forbidden apple and she took advantage of a two-week window to find out what life was like on the wild side. I wanted to make a video and share it with Andy but I knew that after they married that she would not cheat. She wouldn't shoot the golden goose. This was her being selfish. She used me and took advantage of Andy, but I had fun and I wasn't going to ruin their lives just to feel smug for a few minutes. I told her that I had some things to do and I would see her around. She left and I took a nap. I slept for about an hour and when I awoke, I felt refreshed and less used. I decided I would let Tiffany decide how long she wanted to kid herself and me into thinking that she had ended the relationship between her and Andy. My guess is he would be back sometime Friday to Sunday as with most kids. Today was Wednesday and it was half over. My prediction was Thursday night or even Friday morning would be the 'I just want us to continue as friends' talk. She could have her time, but I would make sure it would be my way. I went out to the pool and swam a few laps. I had my speakers sitting in the doorway so I could listen to music out by the pool. I brought out a small cooler with a few beers and a book. I was getting out of the pool when Tiffany came out from her apartment. She said, "Mind if I join you?" I replied, "No, I was hoping you would." I dove back into the pool and waited for her. She dove in and surfaced near me. I pulled her into me and pulled her up against my body. I kissed her and asked if she had fun last night and this morning? "Nobody has ever made me feel like that. It was wild, amazing and fun." I asked, "Are you looking for a new boyfriend, a rebound guy?" "Britt, I don't want a new boyfriend. I just want to have fun. I hope that doesn't upset you." "Tiffany, I figured as much. What do you want to do while we have some alone time?" "I want to have fun and enjoy some different stuff. I don't want to become your slave but wouldn't mind playing out some fantasies. We took care of some yesterday." I pulled her in for a deep kiss. I had my hands roaming all over her body. It was broad daylight but we had a high fence and the town was empty. I was not worried about anyone interrupting us. I slip my hands into her bikini bottoms and I worked them off her ass. I took them off her legs and tossed them on the edge of the pool. I did the same with my shorts. I picked her up and slid her on my cock. She was enjoying it so far. She was bouncing on me and I undid her top and tossed it on the bottoms. I then took a big breath and pulled her underwater. I kept fucking her but neither of us could breathe enough. She was fine until she needed air and she started to panic. I didn't want her to freak out too bad so I rose up and she took a breath. She started to yell at me and I took her down again. I kept pounding her pussy but I wouldn't let her up. She was thrashing and I took her up for another breath. I did the same thing one more time. When we surfaced this time, I walked from the five-foot-deep area to the three-foot area and pushed her towards the side. When she grabbed the side of the pool, I grabbed her legs and spread them. I came back into her pussy from behind and she held on tight as I fucked her as hard as I could. I was getting close and gave a yank. She was trying to keep her face out of the water and breathe while a massive orgasm was building in her body. Her body stiffened as every muscle in her body spasmed and she came hard. I had skipped the condom and filled her pussy with my seed. When she had calmed down, I asked, "How do you like that, baby?" "I wanted to yell but was under water. After that orgasm, the fear and near drowning were worth it. I'm glad I was underwater and you didn't stop." "I'm glad too." We got out and lay by the pool. I gave her a beer and I lay down in the chair next to her. She had wanted to put her suit on but I wouldn't let her. I was relaxing and she said, "I feel good being naked with the sun heating my body." I said, "Your body is hot. Go ahead and masturbate. I want to watch you get yourself off." "I can't do that here in front of you." "Tiffany is this only about your fantasies or do I get to fulfill a couple of mine too? I want to watch you." I sat up in the lounge chair and turned so I was facing her." I didn't say anything else. She eventually spread her legs a crack and slid her hand over her mound and across her labia. She moved her whole hand up and down. I said, "You know your body better than I do, but I'd guess it will take you hours to finish at the rate you're going. Should I order a pizza? I can have it delivered out here to the pool." She spread her legs a little more and made some circular motions around her clit. She ran her finger a little deeper into her slit and she was picking up speed. I said, "That's a little better." She was now working harder. I saw her fingers going into her snatch and some nipple-pinching going on. Her clit became the focus of her efforts. As we approached five minutes, I stood and walked to the cooler. I got a fresh beer for myself and two ice cubes. I sat on my chair and set down the beer. I said, I moved her hand and forced an ice cube up her cunt. I took the other to her nipples. She was now very motivated and the pussy must have been hot because water was already running out. She only took three minutes before she came. I leaned in, kicked her pussy a bit, lightly bit her clit, and gave it a suck. I sat up and said, "It isn't pizza but you won't starve to death." "It's different. I can see that it might be an acquired taste. I certainly didn't like it at first but it seems to grow on you," she said. "Speaking of acquired tastes, have you eaten pussy before?" "I had a friend in high school that I tried it with." "Maybe I'll invite Darcy over. She is so small, I bet if we shave her pussy bald, that she will look like the 14-year-old girl where you learned how to eat pussy. It would bring back memories of a younger you." "I never said how old I was when I did it." "How old were you?" "Fourteen." "I know everything about you. You're probably getting wet thinking about Darcy shoving her cunt into your face." "I don't want to do that. I like men." "Tiffany, I'm a man. I want you eating Darcy's pussy while I deposit more baby makers into your fertile womb." She didn't say anything for a while. "You wore a condom," she finally said. "That was yesterday. I don't wear a condom to swim laps. I have already knocked you up so we may as well not worry about it." "Britt, I'm not on the pill. Andy always wore a condom." "I hope it's a pretty girl just like her mom." "Britt, that isn't funny. I'm too young to start a family." "You will graduate in nine months. I'm sure you can take finals early if it's getting too close to your due date." "I probably will be safe but you need to wear a condom from now on." "If I shoot off in your mouth or your ass, you definitely will be safe. Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?" She said, "No. That's nasty." "Nasty can end up being fun, baby. I could also pull out and shoot all over your face or your tits. That would make a nice picture for the wall." "No pictures. OK?" "Sure. I'm getting hungry, what are you fixing me for dinner?" She said, "I hadn't planned dinner. What do you want?" "The best thing you know how to fix or I could get some steaks and we can grill out?" Tiffany said, "I've got tuna, peanut butter, and macaroni and cheese." "Let's get some steaks. You can drive or we can take my Harley. Cathy has my car." "I have my car. I'll drive." We went to Albertson's and I saw a family pack of 10 bone-in rib eyes about an inch thick. They were $40 but I have a freezer so I got them. I got a bag of bakers and loaded up on some butter and sour cream. Corn was ten for a $1 so I got ten. There were only the two of us, but we had enough for five meals. We picked up some nuts and replenished the drink supply. We returned to the house and I saw some people at my door. We got out and it was Kari, Darcy, Dan and another girl. I said "Hey." Darcy said, "We were going to get dinner and thought we would stop by to see if you wanted to join us. Tiffany can come too if she wants." "She has cum. We were just going to fix dinner here if you want to stay, or we can put everything away and go out. Where were you headed?" I asked. Dan said, "We were thinking of going down to Leonardo's for some pizza." Tiffany said, "We're not going for pizza. It's steak night. You can stay for steaks or we will see you later." Darcy said, "I'll stay." The rest of them shrugged and I heard, "Sounds good" ------- Chapter 45 I lit the grill. I put some water in a big pot and put it on the stove to boil. I got out six potatoes, washed them off, and wrapped them in damp paper towels. I got out the steaks, wrapped four up, and put them in the freezer. I took the others and rubbed them with salt, pepper and a little brown sugar. The water was starting to get the bubbles on the bottom of the pot so I added salt and I set the microwave for fifteen minutes. I walked out to check the grill and it was hot. Darcy and Tiffany were working as a team to fix drinks and play hostess. The new girl was Kari's roommate, Angie. Angie played flute in the band. She had a funky haircut that made curls that framed her face. She was average everything, not beautiful not ugly, not tall, not short, not fat, not skinny, just average. She would end up with an average guy in an average neighborhood with three kids, a dog, and become an active member of the PTA. She was drinking a beer, and Kari asked if she could get out my bong? 'I said, "Sure. My guy won't return until the weekend, so when it's gone it's gone, but I believe that there's enough, I would think, for at least a couple of days." She went into the den and didn't come back. I walked in to see her looking at a picture of Dani and Jan in a 69 but you couldn't see their faces. She said, "I like this one. I didn't see the bong and didn't want to tear the place apart." I opened the closet and got the bong off the safe and the bag was sitting next to it. I handed them both to her with a small pan and a lighter. The pan was just to catch leaves and stems as you pulled the bud apart. We walked out and I had the girls shuck six ears of corn. The bakers came out of the microwave and I wrapped them in foil, took them out to the grill, and set them along the edge. I went back and got the steaks. I put them on the grill and then went in to start the corn. After five minutes, I turned the steaks ninety degrees to get nice grill marks. Five minutes later, I flipped them again and then went inside. The corn was on the plates. The butter, sour cream, salt and pepper were on the table. I had them each carry out a plate to the grill where I served them steak and potatoes. Darcy was kind enough to bring my plate, so after I filled it, I shut down the grill and followed her in. We all sat around the table. I said, "This is like a family meal. Everyone enjoy." I did get up and pull out a couple of bottles of Cabernet. I offered it up but only Tiffany and Darcy wanted any besides me. By the time I sat down, the steak had rested just enough and the meal was great. Everyone said it was great and enjoyed themselves. Darcy was whining, "This is so good but it's so much. I'm full but want to eat more." Dan and I finished our meals, but the girls all had potatoes, corn or steak left on their plates. I said, "I guess this was a man-sized meal." I took the last third of a steak from Tiffany and helped her finish it. The rest of the meal went into the trash. I cleaned up the kitchen, took out the trash, and when I got back, they were all getting high. I asked, "What does everyone want to do?" Kari said, "I don't care as long as I don't have to stand. We've marched all day." I said, "We can swim again like last night, or we can play Spin the Bottle, Truth or Dare, Strip Poker — I think I have Monopoly in a closet or we can just have an orgy. What do you guys want to do?" Dan said, "You went swimming last night?" Kari hit him with a pillow. "I'm not sure I'm up for an orgy just yet. It sounds like too much work." Darcy said, "It sounds like fun." Angie said, "Is there any way that we don't have to get naked." Kari said, "I told you what we did last night and you said it sounded like fun, so that's why I invited you." "I meant getting high and drinking beers." Tiffany said, "I'm up for anything." Dan looked at Kari. "Whatever you want, babe." I guess they were a couple, but not the hang on each other type. Kari was in the driver's seat and she said, "I feel like Truth or Dare." I took an empty beer bottle and spun it. It stopped on Darcy. She said, "Britt, Truth or Dare?" "Truth" I said. I had just sat down after fixing dinner and then cleaning up. "How many women have you slept with?" "Is "Fuck if I know," a good enough answer?" "No." "I'll guess between twenty and fifty. I really never counted," I said. After I got a nod from Darcy that the answer satisfied her, I said, "Angie, Truth or Dare." Angie looked surprised that I called on her. She said "Truth." "Tell me about the best sex you have ever had." She turned bright red. "Well, um. My boyfriend, Steve, and I were at the drive-in once and he fucked me in the back of his dad's car. When we were doing it, someone was walking by, looked in the window, and saw us. This caught me very off guard and embarrassed me, but I also came while he was fucking me." She said, "Kari, Truth or Dare?" "Dare." "Since we are talking about sex and you want to get naked, why don't you take off your clothes for the next turn?" Kari had on shorts and a t-shirt. She undressed in ten seconds and after the next turn, she left her underwear off. She said, "Dan?" "Truth." "How many women have you slept with? I mean have had sex with since you slept with six naked women walking around yesterday." Dan said, "Five women. I'm not a slut like some guys in the room." "Hey dude, be nice. You're eating my food and smoking my dope." Dan said, "Sorry." Dan said, "Tiffany?" "Truth," she said. Dan said, "What's the wildest sex you have ever had?" "Well, I was in the swimming pool with this guy and we started to kiss. While we were making out her took off the bottoms of my bathing suit. He then took off his own suit. He pulled me down on his dick and we then fucked in four feet of water. He took off my top so we were both naked. He was playing with my nipples as we were having a nice fuck. "When I was starting to relax and enjoy the work he was doing, moving me up and down his shaft, he suddenly rose up and then pulled me under water. I thought it was cute until he didn't go back up. I couldn't breathe and was starting to panic. He was fucking me harder and faster and at the same time, I was struggling to get up to the top to breathe. He finally let me up and I filled my lungs with oxygen just in time before he pulled me back down under the water again. "This went on multiple times. I was concentrating on breathing and surviving, but my body was still responding to the fucking and stimulation it was getting from his cock pounding into me. The lack of oxygen focused on the growing intensity of the stimulation I was receiving. When he finally let me up, I jumped away from him, and I swam to the edge of the pool. When I grabbed the edge of the pool, he spread my legs apart and re-entered me from behind, and started right where he left off pounding me from behind. I had my hands on the edge of the pool so I could get a chance to breathe. Just when I was starting to calm down a bit, he jerked backwards and pulled me back into the pool. "I was again face down in the water. I kept struggling to keep my head above the water so I could breathe some oxygen. Out of nowhere, he blindsided me. I felt just as if a semi-truck hit me. My orgasm slammed into me so hard. It was the strongest, hardest most gratifying feeling I have ever experienced. I did feel him spend his seed into me but my body was still convulsing in orgasm and I felt aftershocks of the orgasm for the next couple of minutes. My body was so listless, that he had to carry me from the pool. He set me on a chair and got me a beer to drink. I didn't say or do anything for at least ten minutes as my body regained some control. That was the wildest sex I have ever had." "Wow," Darcy said. Angie said, "I think you made that up." Kari said, "Dan, do you want to take a swim?" Tiffany said, "Darcy, Truth or Dare?" "Truth". "Tell us about the first time you had sex with another woman." "I never said I had sex with a woman." I said, "Darcy, Truth. Don't you lie to us." Darcy said, "I was a sophomore in high school. They invited us to play in the Macy Parade. We were actually staying in New Jersey to save money. They placed me in a room with three other girls again to save money. They were all seniors but we were the top four clarinet players. When we got back the first night, they said that since I was the youngest that I had to service them so they could sleep better. I said I would tell the teacher so they punched me in the stomach. I offered to use my hand and they said that would be OK. They made me get naked and I started on the first girl. After about five minutes she complained I was taking too long and one of the other girls pushed my head down until I was eating her pussy. I ate all three of them each of the three nights we were there. "The girl that I had to share a bed with, made me sleep naked, and then she would get in bed behind me naked and she stroked and fingered me. She would get me worked up so I couldn't sleep and then she made me masturbate myself so she and the other girls could watch. One of the girls took some pictures of me eating pussy and masturbating. They blackmailed me the entire trip. After the trip they never spoke about it again." I said, "That was hot. Do you have the pictures?" Angie said, "They raped her." Darcy said, "It started as a rape but I learned to like it. I don't have the pictures. I saw the girl expose the film because she didn't want to get into trouble and knew she couldn't get them developed anywhere." I said, "Round one was pretty exciting. Do we want to do a round two or reenact some of the things from the first round?" Angie said, "I'm not going to fuck anyone." I said, "Kari, why don't you take Angie home. She doesn't seem as if she is enjoying herself. Darcy and Tiffany will help me finish cleaning up and putting everything away. Dan, you can stay or go, whatever you want." Kari said, "I'm sorry, Britt. Dan and I'll walk her home. Can you make sure Darcy makes it back?" "I'll make sure that she is at practice in the morning. We will finish off the bottle of wine. Take my phone number so you can call next time or if you need anything." She gave me a hug and whispered. "Sorry." Dan thanked me for dinner. As they left, I could hear Kari through the door calling her new roommate a "dumb bitch." Darcy said, "What the fuck was that? Kari was putting herself out and be nice to her so she invited her along and then she fucks-up the entire night." She got up and sat on my lap. She put her arms around my neck and said, "I thought the food was great. You're a good cook and I loved the wine, and what you did to Tiffany made me wet." Tiffany said, "I never said it was with Britt." "You didn't have to. I could see it when you looked at him. I think it was so hot." "It was this morning and it was hot. Britt was awesome." As I wrapped my arms around Darcy, I asked, "Are you ready to join us? I can set the alarm. You just tell me what time you need to leave." "I was ready yesterday. When you asked me to stay and clean up I knew that you had read my mail." "Darcy, get naked." She jumped off my lap and took off her clothes. I said, "Tiffany is going to take you into my bathroom and shave you completely. I want you to look like a little girl. I'll be fucking you, and Tiffany will be eating your cunt. I don't want any hair in her teeth when she gets done." "Yes, Sir." "Tiffany, do not allow her to do a single thing. You will be taking care of her completely. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir." I put away the bong and tossed the wine bottles. I walked in and Tiffany had three fingers inside of Darcy so she could stretch the skin on her labia so she could get to all the hairs with the razor. I winked at Darcy who was having fun, and watched Tiffany, who was upset about having her hand in a girl and was afraid of cutting her." I went back to the bedroom and got out some toys. When they came out, I kissed Darcy and told her to get on the bed. I tied her spread eagle. I told Tiffany to get her off and make her scream. Tiffany knew enough to get naked before she crawled between her legs. I watched Tiffany work with her fingers and tongue, trying to duplicate some of the things I had done to her. I could see a lot of wetness from Darcy but wasn't sure of the source. I could see them both increase their concentration. I got on the bed behind Tiffany and slid my cock into her from behind. I said, "Tiffany, it looks like you're eating your baby sister. I bet she isn't even twelve years old. She is a cute little girl with those puffy little nipples and no pubic hair yet. I bet when you were in high school that you used to babysit little girls and dream about eating their pussies and have them eating your pussy. If you finish in time, I'll have the little girl you're babysitting return the favor. After five more minutes, I'll but a baby girl in your womb so you will have a little girl to practice on in the future. Did your mommy or your auntie use to play with your pussy when you were a little girl?" They were both making noise as they went through the tug of war on getting Darcy off. Tiffany said, "Come on, bitch, cum for me." Her fingers were deep in her cunt and she went back to sucking hard on her clit. I reached over and smacked Tiffany on the ass a couple of times. I'm not sure if Darcy was barely holding on or if the sounds of the smacks and the force of Tiffany's face in her pussy took her over the edge, but Darcy came at the crack of the smack on Tiffany's ass. Everything lost intensity at that point. I still had my cock in Tiffany but I wasn't thrusting anymore. Tiffany was in the same arrangement but her head was resting on Darcy's tummy. I started to stroke again, and asked, "Tiffany, do you want that baby or should I feed it to the little girl. I hear that cum makes your tits grow." She didn't say it loudly. "I want the baby." "I think you just like Darcy's little girl chest. You want to have it just the way it is. But I gave you the choice." I picked up the pace and filled her up with cum. I walked over and presented my sticky cock to Darcy. She licked it clean. Tiffany ended up so worn out that she just curled up with her cheek resting just above Darcy's mound. She was on her side curled in the fetal position. Cum was dripping from her pussy. I grabbed my ever-handy camera and clicked two pictures. Darcy saw, but Tiffany was too out of it to notice the sound. I set the camera down and sat next to Darcy. I pushed the hair off her forehead and asked, "Did you have fun?" She nodded. "Are you protected?" "I'm on the pill." "No STDs?" "I'm clean." "Is it OK if I fuck you?" "Yes, Sir" "Good girl. I love your body and your spirit. I think we are going to have a lot of fun this year. I'm going to move Tiffany and then come back and fuck you. I'm going to leave you tied up all night, but you can't pee in my bed. What time do you need to leave here for your 10 AM practice?" "I'll need to use the bathroom and take a shower. I also need to change into my practice clothes, get my instrument, and get to the field. I would like to eat but I don't have to if you don't want me to. Can I have twenty minutes, Sir?" I nodded and then carried Tiffany to the guest bedroom. I got my camera and a dildo. I put her on her back with her legs spread and put the dildo in her hand and took some more pictures. I took both back to my room and took some pictures of Darcy. I said, "This is our first time. We should have some pictures. I want a close up of your freshly shaven cunt." I took close-ups and top down pictures of the girl tied spread-eagled on the bed. I climbed in between her legs, and fucked her long and slow. She was so small. I did barely touch her cervix with full penetration. She came several times and then I came inside of her. I took a couple more pictures and replaced the roll. I took some pictures of her face at peace. I undid her right arm and right leg and connected them to the same posts as her left arm and leg. She could then lie on her side, and I cuddled behind her. I was up at six and fixed her a breakfast of eggs with cheese, toast, orange juice and coffee. I sliced up some cantaloupe as well. I undid her restraints around seven and woke her up. I told her to use the bathroom and meet me out front. She came out naked and I served her breakfast. She was so thankful. When she finished, I took her to the tub and soaked her body, with me behind her. I massaged her, washed her and held her. I scrubbed her hair and massaged her scalp. Then I rinsed and dried her. I said, "Darcy, when you stop having two-a-day practices I want to have a talk with you about our relationship. There are questions about what you want from me and what I'll demand from you. Right now, I want you to focus on being the best clarinet player in the Pride of the Sunshine Marching band. I also want to feel what a blowjob feels like from someone who makes a living using her tongue and mouth. She gave an exquisite blowjob. She could manipulate her tongue, and made me feel wonderful. I told her not to swallow. She stood naked before me and had a mouth full of cum. I said, "All day when you put that clarinet in your mouth, I want you to think about my cock in your mouth. When you put the mouthpiece reed on your tongue, I want you to think of the taste of my cum in your mouth. I also don't want you to make a single mistake. I want you to become perfect. When we are alone next time you will tell me how many mistakes you made or how many spankings you will get. I don't want to know how many times someone called you out or noticed, but I want to know all of your mistakes, even if only you knew about them. OK?" "Yes, Sir. Thank you for taking care of me this morning." I told her to go and have a great day. I told her to call me after practice so we could make plans. I went in and started to suck on Tiffany's tits. She woke up slowly and kept pushing me away. I used my finger on her cum dried cunt. I said, "You can wash off this dried sperm. It won't work to get you pregnant. Are you ready for another load?" "Britt, I can't do this. I can't get pregnant. Andy will kill me." "I thought you dumped him. I can get you an apartment. My friends and I can come by and fuck you, and you can raise my babies. I want to see your big milk-filled nipples and belly the size of a basketball. Let's take a shower and have some breakfast. I can give you a couple orgasms while I get you ready to lose your ass' virginity." "I can't do this, Britt, I have had fun the last few days and the sex has been great but I have my future planned with Andy. I just needed to see what I was missing before I made him the commitment." "Are you ready to give this all up? Are you ready to accept boring sex for the rest of your life?" "I'll try to open his eyes to some of the things you have taught me. I know you think you have money because you have this nice apartment, but my mom told me how much doctors make and I'll have a nice house, a nice car and financial security." I asked. "Tiffany, what would you do if I offered you $10 million dollars? Would you marry me and have any kind of sex I wanted with you?" "Yes." "If I gave you $20 could I fuck your ass?" "No, I'm not a whore." I said, "We have already determined you're a whore, now we are just negotiating the price. You go settle down with your doctor, and just in case you're pregnant, you should probably fuck him bareback several times. If your son has a huge cock, you can always tell him the genes must have come from your side of the family." "Britt, I'm sorry if it seems like I a dumping you for money but I just wanted the fun we had and now I'm ready to move on." I hugged her, kissed her, and wished her luck. I went into my room and got my camera. I took pictures, as she got dressed. The first one she bent herself over and had her pussy wide open from behind view. She yelled at me and said, "No pictures." She ranted and raved until I took out the film and exposed it. She got dressed and went home to clean up. I was glad that I had changed the film roll the night before. ------- Chapter 46 I was happy that Tiffany was gone. She was putting herself into a situation that made me uncomfortable for her and her future husband. I called over to Shannon's place. "Hello?" "Hi Shannon, how are things going?" "Your sister is awesome. She already earned a raise and she has brought in twenty-six new customers. I recognize talent so her job won't include looking at any more toilets. She's my new Office Manager." "Shannon, you keep cleaning my place to keep you grounded and to remember what every person that works for you needs to do to perform the job well. I think she should clean John and Mark's toilets upstairs for the same reason." "Britt, this won't make her happy but you do have a point. We have a prime spot on most bulletin boards around campus. We also have an ad in the welcome back paper and we placed our fliers in seventeen apartment complexes. We have one complex that signed us up to come in twice a month for twenty-six units." "That's great," I said. "Over the next few weeks, the entire group will be very busy." "Did you also put ads in the paper for people to do the cleaning?" "Yes, Cathy negotiated a better rate by doing both at the same time. She always said that her brother taught her always to ask for what you wanted. The worst thing they can do is say no." "This is true. I asked a clarinet player for a blowjob this morning and it was amazing." "You suck." "But I don't swallow." "Fuck you." "Ask Cathy. She'll help you out. She's good with her hands and you were commenting earlier on her oral skills." "Britt, do you need anything or did you just call to give me a hard time? I have a business to run." "Shannon, I just miss your pussy. Give me a call when you get caught up or when you get horny." "I'll see you Monday, baby." ------- I decided to get my work out done. Recently, I was slacking off and skipping my daily routine. To address this, I upped everything by fifty percent and pushed myself hard. I started with one hundred fifty push-ups, three hundred sit-ups, a nine-mile run and a 1,500-yard swim. When I was walking back from the pool, I had on my swimsuit, flip-flops and a towel. I was walking by the practice field and I climbed up the bleachers to see the band in action. I found Dan on the drums and two flautists, one I liked and one I didn't, and one clarinet player, very focused on her playing. I didn't see her make a single mistake. It was time for their noon break. Darcy looked up and saw me. She waved. I waved back. When Kari saw me, I waved at her too. I walked down and they both came over. I said, "I told you I would wave to you, Kari." "Yes you did, and you even have on an orange bathing suit. Nice abs." Darcy said, "Six so far but we still have another practice this afternoon." Kari asked, "Six what?" "So far today, I made six mistakes. I have to count how many I make today. I have played five wrong notes and had one misstep while marching." "I did that in the first five minutes!" said Kari. "I'm motivated to make no mistakes today." Kari looked at me. "The carrot and the stick," I said. Kari said, "I won't ask. The answer would probably make me horny if I know you two. I'm sorry about my dumbass roommate. She was a pain in the ass. I have asked Darcy's roommate to switch with me since she's never there and is also more conservative." "I'll let you two discuss the issue and figure out the band politics." Kari said, "I was afraid Darcy was going to miss practice when her roommate said she didn't make it home last night." "Don't go starting rumors. I have a spare bedroom and Tiffany was there as well." Kari said, "Yeah, Darcy told me you put Tiffany in the spare room after she passed out. She also said your huge cock almost split her in two." I looked at Darcy and said, "Add ten mistakes to your total and be careful of loudmouth friends." Kari said, "I'm sorry, baby." Darcy said, "He's right. I'm sorry." I nodded. I rubbed my hand through her hair like a little kid and said, "Keep up the good work. Can I have a hug or would that be un-band like?" She jumped into my arms. I whispered. "Do you take gang showers where all the other band girls will see your bare pussy?" "Yes. I'll be dripping while they talk about my pussy. I plan to arrive at your place by 5:10 and be ready for you, Britt. Is that alright?" "Yes. I got rid of Tiffany. Maybe we can go over to the Art Building and develop some film tonight." "Oh yes. I would love to." I showered and re-hydrated at home. I put on some shorts and read today's paper and the last two days' WSJs. At 5:15, there was a knock and I opened the door to a heavy breathing little girl. I let her in and asked her how the afternoon went? "I made eight mistakes this afternoon and six this morning for fourteen plus ten for flapping my lips for a total of twenty-four. I'm sorry I let you down, Sir." "Darcy, we all make mistakes and we all pay for them in one way or another. Is fourteen more or less than normal?" "Fourteen is great. Fifty is normal. We play hundreds of notes per song and we march as we play. One slow start or wrong foot can cause errors. I had two today because other people made mistakes and I had to wait for them to fix their mistakes before I could do what I needed to do." "Darcy, what's your schedule for the next couple weeks?" "Tomorrow we have two-a-days again. Saturday and Sunday, we're off but I should practice some. Monday through Friday next week, we practice from nine until noon and then when school starts it is from three until 6 PM. Then we have games and sometimes travel to away games." "Do you have a car and a license?" "I don't have a car at school but I could borrow one. I have a license." "You try so hard to please me. What do you want for dinner?" "Whatever you want is fine." "I know but I like a lot of things. Is there anything you don't like or something you love?" "I don't like liver and my favorite food is seafood." "I would like to give you your spankings so you don't have to worry about them. Then we will go get some seafood. Do you want oysters like the other night or some lobster and shrimp?" "Whatever you want is fine." "OK, last question. Are you OK riding on the back of my motorcycle?" "Yes, but just as long as you don't get us into a wreck." "I don't wreck and I drive very safely because others don't. We don't have time to ride over to the coast tonight so we will visit Red Lobster." "That sounds great." I looked over to see her taking off her shorts and panties. I told her to lose the top as well. I got the ping-pong paddle and laid her across my lap. She counted to twenty-four but without the Sirs. I wanted her as more of a plaything and less of a slave. I'm sure we'd talk about it this weekend. When she started to get dressed, I told her to leave the bra here. I wanted to feel her nipples. She did as I asked and we rode out to Red Lobster. She loved the Harley and she loved holding on to me. She loved the power and the motor's vibration. She loved the wind in her hair. I ordered shrimp and lobster for each of us. She ate a lot for her size. She had three biscuits. I ordered a beer for her and a Coke for me. We rode back and I told her that I needed to go shopping on Saturday and I wanted her to go with me. She was very excited about shopping. I asked if she could spend the night the next day and she said she could. I said I was too tired to start the photo work and she'd be out too late. I had her give me another awesome blowjob and then sent her home to catch up on sleep. After she left, I walked across the hall and knocked on the door. Tiffany answered. I asked if I could come in and she said, "Sure." I said, "Tiff, I'm sorry about some of the things I said to you this morning." "I am too. I felt like what you were doing to me was mean, and you were, but when I thought it through, I saw that I wasn't being fair to you. You're very up front about whom you are and what you're looking for. Take it or leave it, that's what you get. I knew I was misleading you. You'd have never been with me if you knew that Andy and I were together. Andy knew that we'd be back together when he got back tomorrow. I was even rehearsing what I would say to you before we even got together the first time. I can see where I was using you and when you saw it, you weren't happy. You said some mean things but for the most part, I'm giving myself to Andy in exchange for the security he offers me and my children, or maybe our children. I'm supposed to start Sunday or Monday, so I don't think I'll be calling you daddy. I'll fuck Andy when he gets in tomorrow so he doesn't have a chance to think about it. He'll enjoy the free ride bareback." "Tiff, we're friends and neighbors. I want to stay friends and neighbors. Will you be OK when I'm around?" "Yes, but I might get a little horny if I think about you too much." I pinched her nipple and asked if I should give her a hickey on her neck so Andy will have something to bitch about, when he sees it? She pushed me toward the door and said, "I'm saving myself for my husband, please leave, sir." I left and went to bed. ------- Friday morning I did my workout and ran by my sister's place. I left a note on the windshield asking her to stop by my place on the way to work. She stopped by and I asked if I could borrow my car tomorrow? She said, "I can have Shannon pick me up or maybe Jody can drop me off. She and Hannah both have to work tomorrow." "Cool, I want it to go to the mall. You can have it again on Sunday if you need it. How are Jody and Hannah doing?" "Good, I guess. They both seem very happy. We all get along, I'm making more than enough to pay my part and Dad hasn't even sent his part yet. I feel good about supporting myself. I know it's work but it feels good and I can put it on my resume." "Or you can help Shannon grow the company and retire early." "You're such a dreamer. I love you bro, but I gotta go. Have a great day and I'll drop off the car tonight and walk home." "Bye sis, love you too." ------- Friday morning I did another hard workout. I pounded the pavement and swam another 1,500 yards. I walked back by the field and watched the band practice again. It was interesting to watch. It was like watching someone learning a new dance step while playing an instrument. At noon, they took a break and I said hi to Kari and Darcy. Kari asked if I wanted to have dinner with them and I agreed to meet them. They said they would pick a place and Darcy would let me know where to meet them. When she came over, she said that Dan wanted NY style pizza at a place called Roma's out by the interstate. We took the Harley. Darcy was happy when we got there. Kari and Dan were there so we ordered. Dan had ordered a pitcher of beer. We had pizza and were having fun talking. I noticed that they went through almost three pitchers and that Darcy and Kari weren't drinking very much. I was drinking Coke and Darcy was riding with me but Dan was planning to drive Kari back to campus. I tried being nice when Dan stumbled a bit and said, "Dan, I don't think it's a good idea for you to drive tonight." "Fuck you. I'm fine to drive," was his reply. "Dan, let me call a cab. We can get the car tomorrow, or I'll get someone to drive it back for you tonight." "Nobody is driving my car but me." "What about Kari or me drive you back?" I asked. "No, I'm driving and Kari is riding right next to me." "Dan, you may get lucky this time but you're playing Russian roulette driving in your condition. I won't let Kari ride with you so let's just call a cab or we can go back inside and drink something nonalcoholic for a few hours." "I said, I'm going home and I'm driving so fuck off. Let's go, Kari." I said, "Kari, please don't go." "Britt, it isn't that far. We will be OK," Kari replied. "I won't let you go. Let me call you a cab." "Why are you acting like this?" Kari was getting pissed. "How many beers did you drink?" I asked. "Only two." I asked, "Darcy, how many beers did you drink?" "Total of about one and a half." "Kari, I can see three empty pitchers of beer in there. Between you and Darcy, you drank a half a pitcher. That means that you're with someone who drank two and one half pitchers of beer and now wants to drive you home. He's so caring about you that he won't even let you drive. I don't give a shit what you call me or what you do now or later but I won't let you get in the car." Dan said, "Come on, Kari, or I'm going to leave you here." "Dan, let me drive. You're being an ass. You drank too much and it isn't OK for you to drive. We all have a little too much from time to time, and now is one of those times for you. Give up the keys." "Fuck you. I'm OK." I reached in through the window and grabbed the keys. He opened the door and knocked me down with the door. I still had the keys but he was out of the car and he looked pissed with me. He kicked me in the kidney twice and then stepped on my wrist until my hand opened and he took the keys. He got back into the car and drove off. Darcy came to check on me and Kari yelled at him to stop. He was weaving before he got out of the lot. He misjudged the stop sign and got a horn, as a car had to swerve to miss him. We watched as he tried to make a left turn and pulled out in front of another car. T-boned, is the term that came to mind. I told Darcy to go in and call 911. I ran out to the crash and Dan was bleeding from his head where he'd hit the windshield. I looked over and the other guy was out of his truck. He was holding his back but continued to walk around. I checked to see if he had a pulse (yes), and if he was breathing (yes). I didn't see anything in the car so I took off my shirt and applied pressure to the cut on his head. I heard the sirens in the distance. For Dan, this day was going to end up very bad. In the end, they would blame me for pissing him off, but when I looked at the door that was sitting where Kari would have been, I was ready to take any crap from anyone as long as I didn't have to go to her funeral. I talked to Dan and told him everything would be OK. I turned to see Kari looking at the passenger seat. I called to her and got her attention. I asked if she knew how to reach Dan's parents. She said she had Dan's home number in her purse. I told her to find a phone and call them immediately. She ran off. The police were on the scene first and they tried to get control. The ambulance was a minute behind them and they asked what I knew. "I saw the accident happen from over in the parking lot. The other driver was out and walking, so I came here. He was unconscious. I checked his pulse and breathing and he had both. He was losing a lot of blood so I applied pressure to try to stop the bleeding. I checked his pulse about a minute ago and it was faint but it was there." "Great. We'll take over." I stepped back to give them room and the policeman grabbed me by the arm. He said, "Son, can you tell me what happened?" "I was over in the parking lot and I saw the guy in the car pull out in front of the guy in the truck. I ran over and the guy in the truck was out of his truck but looked sore. The guy in the car was unconscious. He's alive but has a cut on his head and has lost a lot of blood." "Can I get your information?" I handed him my license and then gave him my local address and phone number. I walked over to the parking lot and Darcy ran up to me. "Will he be OK?" "I hope so. He was breathing and had a pulse but he has lost a lot of blood, and I don't know about any internal damage. You did a good job calling the police. They got here quickly. That will help a lot." I turned to Kari. "Did you reach his family?" "I spoke to his brother and he was going to get his parents. They were paying tennis down the block. I told them I would call back from the hospital." "I'll drive you over now and then come back for Darcy. Darcy, will you be OK?" "I'll wait at the pizza place." I got on my Harley and Kari got on behind me. I drove her over to Shands Hospital and dropped her off at the Emergency Room. I told her to go in, sit down and I would be right back. I went back to get Darcy, but before we left, she needed a hug. We made it to the hospital and Kari was on the phone with Dan's parents. I picked up the phone and called Michelle. "Hey Shell, is Karen there?" "No, she's at the hospital." "I've a friend who just got into a car accident. Can you reach her here?" I asked. "I'll have her paged to meet you in the ER. I hope your friend is OK." "Thanks a bunch, Michelle." I sat in the waiting room. Darcy and Kari were with me when Karen walked up. "I should have known when the nurses started talking about a half-naked hunk in the waiting room that you came in to see me." "I hope you're collecting names and phone numbers," I said. "Michelle said you had a friend in an accident. I checked and he's stable and it looks like he'll be all right. He had a nasty cut to his head and lost a lot of blood but someone at the scene did a good job controlling the bleeding. We think he broke a few ribs and sustained a concussion." "Thanks, babe." I gave her a hug. "Can I get you something to wear? I'm guessing you were the hero who used his shirt to stop the bleeding?" I shrugged. Karen left and came back in about ten minutes. She said, "Here are some scrubs." She leaned in, gave me a big hug and whispered, "The blood test came back and is shows that your buddy was over the legal drinking limit. He's going to live but he'll be having some major problems with the law. Were you drinking?" "I was drinking Cokes." She looked down and saw my arm. She dragged me back into the ER. I hadn't even noticed the scrape on my elbow from when I fell in the parking lot. When she was standing behind me working in cleaning my elbow she said," Does this hurt?" I flinched. She'd just pressed on my kidney. "What happened to you back here?" she asked. "Nothing. I fell in the parking lot." She walked away. I was waiting for her to put on the band-aid or something when she came back pulling Darcy. She pointed to my back and said, "What's this from?" Darcy said, "Britt, was trying to take Dan's keys and he knocked Britt down and kicked him. He stood on his arm until he opened his hand. Dan took his keys and drove off." She looked at me and said, "Why is it so hard to tell the truth?" "He's already in enough trouble. Why pile it on?" "He didn't mind kicking you while you were down," she said. "Two wrongs don't make a right." "You tried. Most people wouldn't have gone as far as you did." "He kept Kari from getting in the car and it was a good thing, since the accident smashed her seat to hell," Darcy said. I said, "Thanks, Darcy, go make sure that Kari tells Dan's parents that it looks like he'll be OK, but they need to come as soon and possible and to call an attorney." ------- Chapter 47 Karen bandaged me. I got up, walked over to the door, and saw the cop walk into the ER. He went to a curtain. I stopped and walked over. I poked my head in and saw Dan awake. Before the cop could ask the first question, I said, "Dan, I'm glad to see you're awake. Kari has called your parents and they're on their way. They told me to tell you that the attorney they hired said to tell you not to answer a single question until he gets here. If the police ask, you anything besides your name, you need to tell them that you're waiting for your attorney to arrive and sit in during questioning. He said, Don't Answer ANY Question. I'll tell Kari and Darcy you're awake. We were all worried about you." As I was leaving, I heard him say, "I want my attorney present before I can answer anything." I called John at home. Beth answered. I said, "What are you wearing?" "Hey you pervert. What's up?" "I need a good attorney to represent a drunk driver in Gainesville and I thought John may have a name for me." I said. "Are you in jail baby, do I need to come get you?" she asked. "No, a friend. He's from up in Georgia. His parents are on the way so I thought I would help where I could." Beth said, "Let me get John. Hold on." John got on the line. "You alright?" "I will be. Did Beth tell you what I'm looking for?" He said, "We don't practice that type of law, but we have clients with those needs, so we keep a list. I'll drive down to the office and make a couple of calls. Can you call me in an hour at the office?" "Yeah." "Were you in the car Britt?" "No, but I stopped one of your clients from sitting in the passenger seat demolished during the accident." "Who was that?" "Kari Watson, she's in the band." "David her dad is a good friend. How did you know she was a client?" "She saw your picture on my wall." "Britt you can't continue to show my naked picture to every girl you know." "They're all naked when they see it." "Good for you but not good for me," he said. "I'll call you in an hour. Thanks John" I sat with the girls. After an hour, I got up and went back to the phone. I called John. "Hey Britt. There's a good attorney in Ocala. In fact, he's one of the best in the state. He's in his car and there's a good chance that he'll be there in twenty minutes. I told him you would meet him in the waiting room. His name is Karl Hopkins. Just point him in the right direction. We will sort everything out on Monday." "Thanks John. Give your wife a kiss for me, and make sure to slip her the tongue. She likes that." I said. "Fuck off Britt. I'm going home. I'm glad you're safe." "Bye John." Karl came in wearing jeans and a golf shirt. I guess it was after hours. I introduced everyone and he asked about Dan. I stood and walked outside. The girls followed. I said, "Mr. Hopkins, thank you for coming. Do you need a retainer or anything to make this confidential?" "John took care of that we're good. Can you tell me what happened?" "I told him everything including hearing Dan telling the cop he wouldn't answer any questions." "I need you present with all of my clients," he chuckled. "Is that everything?" Darcy and Kari told about the fight; how he kicked me and stood on my arm. He looked at Kari and said, "I'm glad everyone is safe, including you. I should go see my client. Thanks." He walked in to find the cops questioning Dan. He asked who was in charge. The sergeant said he was and the attorney asked. "Did my client call you back after he asked to wait for his attorney to arrive, or did you ask more questions?" Sergeant Taylor said, "I wasn't here at first but I don't know anything about asking for his attorney." Mr. Hopkins asked Dan, "I know you asked for your attorney. Which of these officers was there when you asked for your attorney?" Dan pointed at one of the cops and the cop said, "I never heard him say that. I don't think he's telling the truth." Mr. Hopkins asked all the cops, "Which of you was the first one here?" Everyone looked at the cop that just denied the request. Mr. Hopkins said, "Perfect. Now I know which cop to put on the stand, in front of all my witnesses who heard him tell you he wanted his attorney present and then the Gainesville PD. took his rights away. This will play out great in court. Now that I'm here do you have any questions for my client?" Mr. Hopkins came out and said to me. "He'll still have some trouble but on a scale from one to ten, he'll be at a five. If you hadn't stepped in, he'd have been a nine. If someone had died, he'd have been a ten." He looked at Kari as he said that. "I've to get over and take a look at the cars. They were both impounded." "I think his parents will probably show up here by the time you finish here. You may want to swing by before you head home. I know it is late on a Friday night but it may save some time later." I said. "I'll stop by Britt. Thanks again." Kari had been strong all night and finally broke down. She started to cry and I held her. Darcy rubbed her back while I held her. She was sobbing as she thought about what might have happened. She was crying very hard when Dan's parents walked in. They'd also been crying, but when they saw Kari bawling, they thought the worst about Dan. We had to calm them down and tell them Dan was all right or would be all right except for his legal problems. We told him that Dan's attorney would be back. The woman at the Desk said that, now, Dan couldn't have any visitors but they were moving him to a room and then they could see him. Dan's dad said, "I need to make a call." He walked over to the phone and talked for a while. He came back and said, "I had my attorney make some calls and he gave me a few names as the best guys to call. The best one isn't too far away in Ocala but he's not home. Just then, Mr. Hopkins walked in. I pointed to Dan's folks. He walked over and said, "I'm your son's attorney. My name is Karl Hopkins." Dan's Dad, Mr. Cramer, said, "Over the past several hours, we tried to reach you many times, but you were out." "I've already met with Dan, the police and seen the vehicles. Your son should heal up fine but he has some problems. Let's go talk." I asked Kari if she wanted to stay or head home. "I can go I guess. His parents are here. We dated last year but are just good friends this year." I saw a cab out front and called him over. I gave him my address and put the girls in the car. I got on my Harley and drove home. I waited for the cab and paid him when the girls got out. We went inside and sat on the couch. Ten minutes later, John and Cathy showed up. April and Tori weren't far behind. Everyone had questions but I just wanted to sleep. Since the fight, my body had been on an adrenalin-high, and now I was crashing and wanted to sleep, cry, or something. Everyone was talking and Darcy said, "You all can stay or leave or whatever but Britt needs some rest. Goodnight." She took me by the hand, led me to my room, and put me to bed. She crawled in beside me and put her head on my chest. She cried but I'm not sure why. Kari came in and climbed in with us. She wasn't naked like us but she cuddled to my other side. We'd gone through a lot. I got up in the middle of the night. My teeth were fuzzy and I had to take a leak. I was brushing my teeth with my left hand and taking a piss with my right. I washed my hands and went back to bed. I didn't want to wake the girls so I didn't flush. In the morning, Darcy waked me up. "Britt, Britt. Are you OK?" "What, I'm fine," I said. "Did you take a piss in the middle of the night?" she asked. I knew I lifted the seat. I didn't know what was wrong. "Yeah I took a piss and brushed my teeth." "You were pissing blood," she said. We walked over to Karen's dorm to see if she was home or awake. She was both. She'd gotten off at midnight. Darcy told her about my pissing blood. Karen said, Drink a lot of water and keep an eye on it. If it gets less and less over the weekend, then just go to your regular doctor on Monday or if it stays the same or gets worse, then go to the ER. I asked how much I owed her and she said nothing. I told her "Thanks." Darcy and I walked back and Kari was up and fixing some food. While I got a glass of water, Darcy told the story and we all sat down and had some toast. I asked Kari if she was all right. She said she was and she wanted to go to the hospital. I said we could drive her or go with her. Kari went back to her dorm to change. Darcy had brought a change of clothes with her. When Kari got back, I drove us to the hospital. I said, "Darcy and I've to run to the mall. We will stop by afterwards to see if you need a ride home." I gave her some money just in case she needed to take a taxi home. Darcy and I had fun at the mall. I needed pants with longer legs, and I needed shirts with longer sleeves and larger across the chest and shoulders. We went to Burdines and some of the specialty men's stores. We stopped by Fredericks of Hollywood and received excellent service. Darcy got a couple of thongs and some little girl cotton panties. I also purchased a very nice nightie and silk kimono. I had them wrapped for Karen as a thank you for all of her help. They'd some sexy little dresses that I got for Darcy and then we went to the hospital. Kari said that Dan was doing better and they were going to release him later in the day. His dad came over and said, "We've heard several stories since we got here and all say that you were the one that kept this from being a tragedy. I want to thank you for all you did." We shook hands. His Mom gave me a hug and said, "Dan will be taking a year off from school to receive some rehab and for court appearances. It will be a big lesson for him, but thankfully it isn't as bad as it could have been." Kari told us later that Mr. Hopkins had been by with some pictures of the cars. "When Dan saw the picture of his car and realized what would have happened to Kari if she'd been in the seat next to him, his heart broke and he said he needed help. His parents are going to make sure he gets it. He'll lose his license and he'll have to fix the cars, and there will be a lot of community service. He'll complete the rehab before his court date. The cop really screwed up and in the process, screwed their case. Mr. Hopkins said you saved him having to spend time in prison. The DA was ready to make a deal after what happened at the hospital." "Good, I hope he gets the help he needs" I said. Darcy drove us back to my place. We had some sandwiches and went to bed early. ------- Sunday morning I got out of bed and Darcy followed me to the bathroom. There was still a small amount of blood in my urine, but it was much less than the day before. I took Darcy back to the bed and laid her down. I was in a gentle mood and spent thirty minutes licking on her nipples and fingering her pussy. I took my time revving her up and bringing her off. I told her how happy she was making me. I thanked her for taking care of me and being strong for Kari. I took some time to talk just with her. I told her about my life and me. I gave her my philosophy on girlfriends and life. I told her about my friends and sister that she'd meet if she hung out with me. She told me about herself. She was from the panhandle of Florida. She was a sophomore who got a scholarship for her music; she loved what she did and was very good at it. She had a couple of boyfriends during high school and during the time with the band girls in New York. She said that she'd been with a friend or two since then. Her parents were very conservative and she loved them a lot. She also said that when she saw the pictures on my wall that it was like someone had given her a gift of what could be. She envisioned herself in those pictures, she wanted a spot in those pictures and she wanted me to put her in those pictures. I asked if she was looking for someone like me, who had multiple partners, had no vision of a long-term relationship but sincerely had become quite fond of her in a short time period. "Britt, I've seen how far you would go and how much you would put yourself on the line for your friends. You had met Dan three times and even though he was twice your size, you fought him for his keys, you stood between him and Kari to save her, and then after the accident you flipped a switch became his hero with the first aid, the attorney and by giving direction to Kari and me, to bring things together. You even had pretty doctors jumping through hoops to help you. I see how your friends care about you, which means that you care about your friends. The result is that I want your friendship. I'll take what you'll give me and hope for more." That deserved a kiss. I wish Dani were here to fix breakfast but she wasn't. I said, "I'm taking you to Skeeters for breakfast. The Asher special is what you'll order and you can eat as much or as little as you would like. I'm going to jump in the shower and then see who else would like to join us." I told her where a thong was, as I headed to get clean. Once I finished, I headed out. I knocked on April's door. She answered and I gave her a big hug and apologized for the abrupt reception the other night. I invited them to breakfast. She said she'd come and would ask the others. Next were John and Mark. Cathy was there and they all said they would go too. I also stopped by and Tiffany had just finished eating as had Daphne but Stella was in. We piled into a few cars and all made it to the restaurant. The crowd was a little heavy because of presence of all the parents in town but we managed to get in after a fifteen-minute wait. We had a fun time and I made sure that Darcy met everyone. Tori told everyone about the pool party we had but left out some of her wild antics. Everyone agreed to have another pool party the next weekend before the semester started on Monday. It took us an around one hour to eat, but we placed the blame on all the talking and stories about the summer. April told me she wanted to hear about my summer later when we had more time. When we got back, Darcy and I went into the apartment. Cathy came in to make sure it was OK for her to take my car. April came in because she missed me. "April, I was so bored that I almost flew to New York just to see you. Instead, I ran into Kari and I decided to come back to my apartment early. We met for dinner and she brought some friends with her. That's when she introduced me to Darcy. How was your summer and how is Angus doing?" I asked. "Angus still has times where he goes into a funk. It still hasn't been a year since his Mom passed so there are still many firsts. First Christmas without mom, first birthday without mom, first summer opening the house without mom, and first summer sail without mom. He's working through it as well as anyone can expect. He said to tell you hi and that you better take good care of me or else." "I told Darcy that you were one that needed taking care of. I've missed you a lot." I said. "I'll bet you fucked two girls a day all summer and then you had three days that you didn't get any and instead of jacking off you thought, I should fly to New York and fuck April. I bet she's sitting around all day thinking about my cock and how much she misses it." Darcy thought that was funny. It was still early and it was Sunday afternoon. I wanted to go play golf. I hadn't played since last semester with Chris and Mandy. The girls wanted to lay by the pool and get to know each other so I took my Harley to the course, settled up for my locker and just reached in to grab a couple of my clubs. I took my nine iron, five iron and driver. I walked out to the range and started with an easy nine iron to warm up. My swing felt good but it was pushing or slicing everything to the right. I tried the five and the driver and the all felt good and flew well but everything was to the right. I walked back to my locker and I put my clubs in the bag. The whole bag was dusty and could use some cleaning. I was pulling the bag out to work on it when Chris walked in. He had all of his stuff and had just gotten his locker for the year. "Hey Britt, Is April here? Mandy will be here in a while if you guys want to play." "Hey, Chris. I'm just getting my bag out for the first time since the last time I played with you and Mandy. I was just about to knock off some of the dust and clean them up a bit. I saw April earlier; I can give her a call and see if she wants to play. I was going to try to figure out my swing again after taking the summer off." "Call her. I would love to make some money and now seems like a good time since you'll be rusty." He chuckled as he said it. I called April and she said that she'd like to play and would call a cab. I took everything out of my bag and took inventory of what I had and what I needed. I cleaned off the clubs and reloaded the bag. I was carrying it back out to the range when I saw Mandy and Chris finishing up. I said hi to Mandy and told them that April was going to call a cab and come over to play if they wanted to wait. They said they would. I grabbed a five iron and set up the first ball. I took a practice swing and it felt good. The ball took off with the right arc but went off to the right. I hit two more with the same results. Chris and Mandy finished at the range and went to practice putting. April had shown up and brought Darcy. They came over to the range and I took two more swings with the same results. Darcy said, "Britt, you're in too much of a hurry to see where your ball is going. You're lifting your head. When you do that, the club is coming across your body and you're slicing it. I'll watch your ball and you just keep your head down." I looked at her like she was an alien and she said, "My dad golf's every weekend and when I was young he used to let me come and ride in the cart and be his caddy. I would tend to the flag and stuff. I learned a few things over the years." I did what she said and I had a perfectly straight shot. I did the same with my nine and my driver. I think the push-ups had done something to improve my shoulder strength as well because my drives were rolling around to the 300 marker if not close almost every time. I gave Darcy a hug and a kiss. April was hitting well also and we went over to the putting green. We both were doing OK and were ready to play. Darcy was going to ride with April and I was going to walk. Chris said, "I think $20 a hole and $20 a side and $20 for the round sounds good." "It was $1 or $2 a hole last year. You either hit the lottery or you're trying to hit one now at our expense. How many stokes per side do I get, eight or nine?" I asked. Mandy said, "Chris this job is for April and me. You two better not even try to negotiate." April agreed and said, "I agree but Britt wasn't far off. I bet Chris played every day over the summer and this is the first match since Britt played with you last semester. I played once a week with my boyfriend over the summer, How about you?" Mandy said, "I played once or twice a week most of the summer. We were getting two stokes a side at the end of last year. Should we play heads up and see how we do?" "For how much? If you're in the $2 to $5 range we will risk it but if you're looking to have us fund your college education then we will need a couple of stokes for Britt while he re-learns his swing." Mandy thought for a minute and then said, "Let's move to the middle and you and I'll play straight up. Chris will give Britt one stoke a side. We will play for $10 a hole and $20 each side and the match." April added, "And the loser buys the Chinese takeout for dinner tonight." The girls shook and we found ourselves ready to leave. April asked, "Darcy and I were hanging out when Britt called me to play. Is it OK if she rides with me and takes care of the pin for us on the greens?" Chris shrugged, Mandy said, "Sure." Chris stepped up to the first tee and hit it straight about 260. I was up next and hit the ball 300 yards, right down the middle. Mandy said, "What the fuck? I thought you had to find your swing." "I found it at the range. It was right where I'd left it but it seemed to get stronger over the summer." I did a bodybuilder pose and Mandy said, "Oh fuck, this could be a long day." Chris was playing well and was rolling some long putts. We actually could have played straight up because on the hardest ranked hole on each side, where Chris gave me one stoke, I beat him without it. On the par 3's, he birdied every one of the day. I won all of the par fives and on the par fours, we went back and forth. We were up one at the turn to take the front side. There were three holes left on the backside and they were up one for the side. If they went up one more not only would they win the side but the match as well. We were just finishing fifteen and Chris was closest to the hole so he putted last and made it to tie me. Darcy was holding the pin while he hit and then walked over and bent at the waist to retrieve his ball from the cup. When she did that, because she had on a short skirt, all you could see was her ass. I thought she was panty free until I saw the thong emerge from her ass crack and spread out to cover her pussy lips. She stood and handed the ball to Chris before placing the flag in the cup. Chris was off his game for the last three holes and we took them all with two-up on the back three for the day and an extra $60 for the sides and match. $90 each. I was sure the way that they were playing, we would t at best tie, and I was ready to hand them a net $30 for them being up two on the backside. Mandy was very angry with Chris. If she'd have seen Darcy's move, she probably would have gotten really pissed at her, but she didn't and Chris wasn't going to say anything about it to his girlfriend. Instead, he said, "I think I tweaked my wrist on sixteen." That could mean anything but to me it meant I was getting $90 and Chinese food. April rode with Mandy to my place and Darcy hopped on the Harley with me. I needed a shower and Chris had a change of clothes in his car so I offered him the other shower. Mandy and April went upstairs, came back clean, and changed. I took Darcy in with me and showed her how much I appreciated her job as a caddy. We washed each other and got each other off as we used our hands to get the hard to reach places. Chris and Mandy had both stopped for cash on the way over and they each tossed in a $100 to cover the bet and dinner. We enjoyed our food and I supplied the drinks. After dinner we talked for a while and then Chris and Mandy headed home. I gave $40 to Darcy and told her thanks. April asked if I was going to tip her. I still had a golf ball in my pocket so I rolled it across the floor and I said, "Darcy can you go pick up that ball as if you were helping Chris get his ball out of the cup on fifteen today." She winked at me, strutted over to the ball, and did the same move as she did on the course. April said, "Shit. That was hot." "After that, Chris never recovered and Darcy stood nearby him during play on the last three greens while he was getting ready to putt." I was ready to pay them at the end of the match." I said. April said, "I was too. I was hoping to keep them to plus two on the back." "So you may want to tip the caddy as well." I said. April pulled off two twenties, handed them to her, and then gave her a hug and a hot kiss. Darcy enjoyed the kiss. When it broke she said, "I've to practice some before tomorrow. I'm going to head home and let you two catch up. I had fun today." She gathered her things to leave. I walked over to give her a kiss goodbye and said, "Thanks for spending the day with us. Bring your clarinet over after practice tomorrow. I would like to hear you play without having to listen to those amateurs you march around with on the field." Darcy said, "I will, but the others make me sound better." She went back to her dorm and April came into my arms. She kissed my chest and said, "This is so funny, because I was planning to act strong and wait a week or two before we got back to the sex part of our relationship. I was with Angus three days ago, but now, being with you, I can't wait. I want you to make love to me and then I want to see the pictures of your trip and hear everything you did." I felt like John and Yoko as we sat in the bed naked and I told her about my trip as we looked at pictures. She asked about my adventures baling hay. She asked, "Is that your first mother - daughter pair?" I replied, "I've made offers and received offers but this is the first one that came to completion. Even then, we were never all together, because they liked to watch each other." "What happened the other times?" she asked. "For the first one, the Mom was kind of freaked out and she didn't want to pursue it. The other one, the Mom was still married so it didn't happen by my choice." "You're the most moral slut I know." I said, "Thanks." I took her around the rest of the country and back to Gainesville with the stories of my trip. She voiced her disappointment in my using a hooker in New Orleans. I told her I was lazy and horny at the same time and while it seemed like a good idea then, it may not have been the best choice. She asked about Tori and I played dumb. "Britt, we changed rooms so that each of us will have the big room for one of the years we're here. I was moving her stuff and saw a hundred new pairs of thong underwear. Most people don't shop like that except one person I know and Darcy said the girls at Fredericks knew you well enough and asked what you did with all the underwear you bought before?" "That girl needs more spankings. You'll have to ask Tori but whatever it was is over now." I said. "Do you have any pictures?" "I don't remember, but I've some things that are still on the rolls in my bag. I'll check tomorrow." "It looks like you had a big adventure. Where to next year?" "I was thinking Alaska and Hawaii but I'm not riding my Harley to either. That will leave the Eastern half of the country left for me to visit." "Do you need someone to carry your bags?" "What would Angus say if all he received was postcards when he was expecting pussy?" "You don't have to make such crude statements. I'll see if our Spring Breaks line up but, if not, then we can take a trip and not feel bad about some of the great stuff that I would miss." She said. "We have seven months to figure it out." I said. I put the pictures away and rolled over catching her nipple in my mouth and working my way up from there until I'd settled myself in the right place for my cock to find its way home. We made love slowly and then I held her as we drifted off to sleep. ------- Chapter 48 Monday morning I did my workout and then showered and then I kicked April out of bed so she could do her own run. I dressed and made my way over to the school infirmary. Since it was early in the day and early in the year, I was the only one there. I filled out some forms and they showed me in. I told the doctor about the kicks to my kidneys and the blood in my urine. He poked me and listened to my back and front. I told him that the blood was either gone or just about gone. He had me pee in a cup and gave me a prescription to take for a week in case there were complications. He said that he wasn't expecting anything bad but if there was he'd give me a call for a return visit. I thanked him and went on my way. It was only 9 AM so I grabbed my bag and went to the lab to develop the film. While there, I did four or five rolls. After they dried, I put them in the protective sleeves and went back home to wait for Darcy. She came in and asked what I'd done. "I had some coffee and then jacked off while I thought about you. I've kept my hands to myself for the last ten minutes so I'd be ready for a blowjob when you got here." I said. "You lazy bastard." "Yep, lazy and horny." "I'm so tired because I've marched back and forth all morning. During that time, I must have walked two miles." She said. April walked in and said "hey" to Darcy, and then she turned to me. "Thanks for kicking me out of bed. I needed to do my run. I'm not as good as You're about getting up at 6:30 to do all those push-ups and sit-ups then run and swim like you are. I stopped by after my run. Where were you?" "I went to the doctor to get my kidneys checked and then developed some film so I could make prints with Darcy this afternoon." "How far did you run this morning? I was dying and I only ran four miles." "I did nine and then swam 1,500 yards since classes haven't started yet." I said. Darcy said, "You're an ass." "You're just figuring that out?" April asked. "Yep. He was my hero until now. He said he was lying around jacking off all morning." "He's the only guy I know who doesn't jack off at least once a day." "Really?" Darcy asked. "I'm serious. He'd rather hop on a plane to New York to fuck me or hire a HOOKER in New Orleans than use his hand." "I'm lazy. You both know that." "Did you really run nine miles this morning? I was complaining about marching for two." Darcy asked. "Well as April just said, I didn't have my instrument in my hands so I could see where two miles could be a lot under those conditions." I replied. "Shut up. Can we really develop pictures today? I so want to do that." "Yes, we can after lunch. I told you that I only had coffee today and I didn't want to eat without you. Do you have your classes and books all taken care of and what about orientation?" I asked. "Done, done and done. We have special counselors for the band to accommodate practices and traveling," she said. "Just like Dani. Must be nice." "If you want, I can fix us some lunch. Do you like tuna salad on toast?" "Sure. You want some April?" "Sounds good. Can I help?" April asked. "Naw, I got it. Just sit down and relax. You ran this morning too." Darcy commented. I said, "Don't make her feel good about it. She was going to skip it and then she cut it a mile short. And she didn't spend all morning exercising her tongue, mouth and lips to give better blowjobs like some other girl I know." "Britt, fuck you. I was going to run but I just wanted to wait until just after I woke up. I'm still getting back into my routine." Darcy said, "I'm on scholarship to do those exercises. The benefits you derive are just a bonus Mr. Horny and Lazy." We all laughed and then talked about normal crap as we ate lunch. After lunch, Darcy and I went over to the lab to develop some prints. She actually wanted copies of all of hers. She also asked if she was going to make it on my wall. "Darcy, out in the public spaces, I try not to have any that show faces unless I have permission. In my room, I have some others that are more private. Some of yours are very nice artistically speaking but you can see your face. Would you want Kari and others to see you tied up and spread-eagled? If you want we can make a print that crops your head so that you can only see your body." She said, "I think they are hot. I want to put them up in my room." "What if your parents came to visit or your roommate had friends or her family over?" I asked. "I understand what you're saying but millions see the girls in Playboy as does their friends and family. My body type is different and I've never thought of myself in a sexual way as being desirable. You've changed that in me and I can see the look or longing in your pictures. It makes me feel good and it makes me feel sexy. I mean really sexy for the first time in my life." she said, "You do want me don't you?" "You know I do baby. It's obvious that we both grew up in a weird relationship, with those around us -- sexually that is. I skipped two grades. All the girls looked down on me and all the girls my age were immature. I ended up getting with older women but have always felt like I missed so much during my youth. Your attitude and your body make me feel like I'm getting a second chance. If I didn't have my fifteen-year plan in place, I might have fallen head over heels for you. I've never been so drawn to someone." I said. We were just waiting for things to dry. She came into my arms and asked, "What is your fifteen-year plan?" "Well, I just told you that relationships were always awkward for me because of age and maturity gaps. I decided a long time ago that I'd live my life for me. You met Tiffany. She has plans for her life but also plans for Andy. Andy has three options. He can accept Tiffany's plan for his life, create his own plan or try to combine the two plans. I decided that I'd live my plan and then see what I want to do. As a result, I'm bad boyfriend material because I'll be living my life plan for me and that includes a lot of work and not time to cater to your plan or anyone else's plan. If I merge my plan with someone else's it will still be ninty-nine percent mine and one percent someone else's. I may miss something but I have ideas, goals and plans that I want to see become a reality. I know that I come off as a selfish ass but I'm willing to live with that." "I think it's cool and sad at the same time. I think that you're almost denying yourself so you think that you're being true to yourself. It's sad, because I know that there are many people out there, who willingly would merge their plans with yours, but only a slave would go for a ninety-nine to one percentage mix. I have plans too and I wouldn't give them up without a fight so I can see where you're coming from." "Do you want to leave now or do you want to see if you can break me?" I asked. "I don't want to break you. I'll break my heart later when you leave but I'll not try to stop you. You'll have to promise that when you finish with your plan that you'll find me and give me a chance to try to see if we can make the merge. It is possible that I may already be married with kids but I'd still want the chance to decide at that time. When you finish school, I'll become the momma bird pushing you out to land on your ass. If you don't work on your plan I'll be pissed." She said. "I promise that we can see what is going on in fifteen years and figure out what the next fifteen might hold for us. OK?" "Yes fifteen years. For now though, I plan to hang these pictures on my wall and you're free to hang any on your wall that you believe are worthy of being there." She said. "We can ride over to the frame shop with these and some others and then I'll have Penny over to do the hanging." Darcy asked, "Who's Penny?" "She's the decorator I used for the apartment." "Sounds good." We dropped off the pictures I wanted to have framed and the woman there gave me the look. I asked, "Is there a problem or are you just trying to figure out how to ask me how you can become a model for me?" "No, I was just wondering how old you are. You look so young." Her tone and attitude were making me mad. "I think you'd be good as a model. Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked. "I couldn't do something like that," she said. "Once you overcome your fears, you own them. If you own your fears then you own your own life. If you own your life you can do whatever you want or dream about." "That sounds good but what does it mean?" "You work here for someone else framing pictures. You could own your own frame shop but then you still might be afraid to fail or to ask someone to finance your dreams. You might have other dreams but have abandoned them to earn an income. Fear makes people do things that they would otherwise not do. Have you ever been behind someone driving up to a green light and their break lights come on? They're afraid the light might change so they start to brake. They have a green light so the only option open to them to go forward, not to brake." "I like working here." "When you were a girl did you dream of working in a frame shop?" "No, I wanted to become an actress but I wasn't good enough." "So do you like to act or did you just want to make the millions of dollars?" "I love to act." "Are you part of a community theater or are you taking any classes?" "No." I said, "Some local person probably told you that you weren't good enough, which resulted in you abandoning your dreams because you were afraid that if you kept trying you'd fail or someone else would tell you that you weren't good enough. I love to swim but I'm not fast enough to swim in college. I love to run but I'm not fast enough to run in college. Do you know what I do every morning from 6:30 to 8 AM? I run and I swim." I don't plan to do either for a living but I still do them for me. I can join running clubs or swim clubs but I'm happy doing it by myself. I do run in races on the weekends. I'm not afraid to lose or discover that someone else is better than I am. I think you should come out and act out some scenes for me to see if you can convince me that you love something you may not care for. I could have you naked on all fours with a big dog up on your back looking like it's fucking you hard. Could you act as if you were having an orgasm caused by a German Sheppard penetrating you? Could you show the pictures to others and say, 'See what a good actress I am.' Would you be willing to do that?" "I don't think so. I'd be afraid of what others would think." "I think we need people to frame pictures and they get paid to frame pictures. We need garbage men and we pay people to collect garbage. I'm not saying you're a failure or a bad person but I don't want you judging me for doing what I want to do. What I'm not afraid to do." I turned to Darcy, "Hey beautiful will you take off your top for a minute?" She took off her shirt at a normal speed and stood there. I smiled at her. "Thank you baby. Please get dressed now." I turned back to the store manager. "Do you think she'll be afraid to ask for a job or a promotion or a raise? Do you think that she'll be afraid of what others think as she goes after her dreams? She'll be center stage at Carnegie Hall one day playing "Take Five" and not worrying about what the audience thinks. She'll be playing her best knowing she's playing her best." "I'm sorry for the lecture. When can I pick up the completed pictures?" "Friday, is that soon enough?" "That's fine. If you change your mind about posing for me, let me know." When we got out to the Harley, I hugged Darcy and told her that she was an awesome girl. I apologized for ranting inside. Darcy said, "She may not have gotten what you were saying but it made me feel stronger. I loved what you said. Do you have a dog? I'll pose for you." "No but I'll bring my pony back after Thanksgiving you slut." I said. As I was riding back, I pulled into a used car lot and looked around at what they had. I saw a 1967 Mustang Shelby Fastback. They had it listed at $1,500. I knew that I'd be able to sell this in twenty-five years for $20,000+. I went through the motions of kicking the tires and the sales guy came out. He came up and shook my hand. "My name is Desmond. She's a beauty. Would you like to take her for a test drive?" I said, "Sure, but can I see under the hood first?" He opened it up and both the inside and outside, looked very clean. He turned her over and she purred. I had Darcy get behind the wheel. We took it around the block. Everything felt good and sounded good. We came back and he said, "What do you think?" "Not bad for a twelve year-old-car. The price seems somewhat high. It was only $2,700 when it was new." I said. "It has really low miles and was garage kept. The price is in the ballpark." "I was thinking more around $900." "I'd get fired if I sold it for that. I could maybe give up some of my commission and come down to $1,300." "I'm sorry I wasted your time Desmond. I only brought $1,000 cash with me and had that set as my budget. I guess my eyes were bigger than my wallet. I'll drive down the road and see if I can find something I like in my price range." "Well I can call the owner and see if he needs to make some room on his lot but he'll not make any money at that price. Let me give him a call." Darcy said, "You're making him work for this sale. I thought you had a car." "I do, and I have to beg my sister to borrow it. This way if she or one of my friends needs a car they can have one to borrow." "You're buying this so you can share it with your friends who don't have a car?" "Yes Darcy, you can borrow it." Desmond came back out. "The boss man isn't happy but said that he has six new cars coming in and he needs to make room on the lot. Let's fill out the paperwork." He made sure to shake my hand and seal the deal. Since I had cash, he gave me a temporary tag and said that he'd send the new tag and title to my apartment. I rode my bike and Darcy drove my new car back to the apartment. John was outside getting some stuff out of his car. "Hey Britt, what's up? Did you get a new car?" "Your girlfriend has found a new parking spot for my other one." I said. "She's proving to her parents how independent she is." He said. "I can tell. I was thinking about asking Mrs. Ferguson about covering the six spots on this side of the parking area to keep out the sun and rain. Would you pay extra for covered parking?" "I never thought about it but if it were only around $10 a month it would be a smart move." "That would add up to $60 a month for the assigned spots. She could pay it off in a year. I'll give her a call." I did call Dottie and she asked about interest. I told her, "I talked to Mark and he also has some interest. I need at least two and if you have an empty, I'll take the third for my Harley. Right now, I park it under the stairs. Do you want me to ask the others or is a two-year commitment for a minimum of four spots enough?" "Now that I'm helping Penny I'm sure I can keep the price down so I'll get it done soon." "Thanks Dottie." "Don't be a stranger big boy." she said. "Yes ma'am." I hung up and said. "Today has been a full day. One more call and I'll be able to focus on you." I picked up the phone and called Penny. I heard "Penny for your Thought's Interior Design". "Hello, I like the name of the company. Please tell me who you are?" I asked. "This is Sheryl the receptionist. May I help you?" "Hi Sheryl, I was wanting to speak with the owner is he in?" "Please hold sir." "Hello?" "Is this the owner?" "Yes, how may I help you?" "I have some pictures I need hung and I'm looking for a woman with a nice ass so I can enjoy the view while she hangs my pictures. Someone referred me to you. Do you have a nice ass?" "Britt, I'm going to smack you and stop harassing my receptionist." "Is she cute?" "Yes, she is." "Maybe you should bring her with you. You should cross train your staff so that they can cover for you." "You just want to look at her ass." "Yes I do but the model I have for some of the pictures is pretty hot and you may need to take a break while hanging them and I don't want to wait all night to get the job done." She asked, "Do you really need help and how many are there?" "I need your help. I dropped off around fifty prints. We may not hang them all or we may change some out, but I need a decorator to make those decisions. Bring your helper and when you stop by to pick up the pictures on Friday, ask the girl working there if she has changed her mind about modeling." "You asked the lady at the frame shop to model for you?" "Yeah, she was looking down her nose at my art so I told her that she'd look good on all fours with a German Sheppard mounting her from behind as she acted out a fake orgasm." "You're mean today. Aren't you getting laid?" "Not yet today. Did you want to come over and check out the workspace? You can bring your receptionist if you'd like." "My schedule is full. I'm sorry. Would you prefer to hang the pictures Friday night or Saturday?" "Penny, whenever you can make time for me, I'll be grateful. I also talked Dottie into adding some covered parking here for six of the twelve spots. Think about what would look good and be reasonable." "I'll see you Saturday morning at 9 AM." "Thanks Penny. Don't forget to pick up the framed pictures on Friday. Maybe you can have your receptionist sort them for you to make the job easier on Saturday. Thanks again. Bye." Darcy said, "You flirt with every woman you talk to. You're a slut." "I'm living the dream. Let's go to the bedroom and you can tell me your fantasies so I can make them come true." We went into bed and I asked, "What are your fantasies?" "I want you to own me, and be your slave in the bedroom. I also want to have a career as a great musician and be first chair in the New York Philharmonic. As of now, I'll be there for at least fifteen years and then I'll be with you. That part may change but at this moment, that's my dream." "What happens if you're with someone else? You may end up being my one and only or you may end up being one of a group but time will tell." I said. "I can live with that. I'll also count my mistakes every day. If you're not there, I'll paddle myself. I've become a better band member since you challenged me to become error free with my playing." "I guess I've let you down. How many today?" I asked. "I'm sorry to say that I only had three," she replied. "I heard you were talking to April about my business so I'll increase your spankings to eighteen. I think I'll change over to a belt as well." I had her lie on her back and tied her arms to the headboard. I then went out and got two clothespins, and placed one on each nipple. I then took her ankles and tied them to the headboard as well. She had her legs spread wide open. I got out a leather belt and smacked her ass. She counted one ... two ... three ... four ... five ... six. When she was at fifteen, she was wide open and her pussy was leaking. I turned and smacked her on her pussy. I wasn't as hard as I was on her ass but you could still hear it. She let out an orgasmic scream that let me know that she liked it. I gave her two more. After that, I took off the clothespins, stuck my face in her pussy, licked, sucked, and bit her pussy. She was on a peak and kept cuming and cuming. I lined up my cock and buried myself into her. I was pushing hard against her cervix on each thrust. Although I still had her tied up, she was still trying to push back against me to get my cock into her even deeper. The thrusting had her body covered in sweat and I couldn't hold back any longer. I had a massive orgasm and blasted off into her. The pressure of blasting my cum into her cervix, set her off on a massive orgasm of her own. I climbed off her and undid her bindings. She was happy. I thought that by that time, she'd be exhausted. She was, but the smile on her face gave me a better feeling than when I came in her. I leaned in and gave her a big kiss. Her legs were around me. Her arms were around me. April was in the doorway with her hand in her panties. I looked at her. April said, "If every time I go to my new room, I'm going to hear that, I might as well just move in down here." I told her to get over to the bed and then to get naked. When she undressed, I made her climb into a 69 on top of Darcy. I wanted her to eat my cum out of Darcy. She did. As I was recovering and watching, I grabbed the belt and dragged it across her ass. As always, Darcy was giving it her all and working harder than April was. I gave a half power smack to April's ass and I said to Darcy to bite down on her clit. I also saw Darcy reach over and grab a nipple. April was getting stimulated from all different directions. When I was hard again, I lined up and slid into April. She was working harder on Darcy, but it was only a couple of minutes before her mouth came off Darcy's cunt and she experienced her orgasm and bellowed. I was not far behind and my recovery time surprised even me. I shot off into April. Darcy acted like a vacuum cleaner working on freeing my sperm from April's pussy. As they kept working on each other, I grabbed my camera. I knew April wouldn't want her face in the pictures but I spread her legs a little wider and got a few pictures of her shaved labia with the hairs from her mound resting on Darcy's chin. I got the tip of Darcy's tongue dancing on her clit. The last one I took, Darcy had reached up and spread April's inner lips to show the wet pink entrance and her tongue stretching toward the mark. I know it was black and white but the contrast would still be there. I set the camera down and started the water running in the tub for the girls and while it was filling, I threw a set of sheets at them. April threw them back and said. "It's Monday let your cleaning cunt lose her mind as she tries to recreate the actions that caused this mess. She'll be a horny lady by the time she finishes." "You're so mean-spirited. I'll send her to you to clean out her cunt if she needs a good fuck after your tease." "I like the redhead. I'll fuck her. Angus said women are fine but only one man without a condom." I put a tiny amount of bubble bath suds in the tub to enhance the scent and to make certain that the pictures were more interesting. April was fidgety when I took a couple of pictures of her in the tub with Darcy. She got out and went across to wash off in the shower. I grabbed a joint and lit it for Darcy. She was in the tub naked and smoking a joint as an after sex smoke. Her hair had that "just fucked" look and her eyes looked like someone had worked her over very hard. I liked it. I wanted to develop it by Friday." We were all pretty beat so we got out the bong and smoked up a few bowls. We had some beers and we were about to order an early pizza when Shannon showed up. I told her to eat with us and she said, "Sure, I'm starving. "I doubled the order. In my mind, I'd wondered how long I'd go without ordering pizza after the last time I ate pizza with Dan. It didn't bother me but I don't think I'll be going back to that other place. I asked Darcy about Dan, and she said, "He has a bandage on his head and he'll be dropping out for at least a semester if not the year. He needs to take care of the court stuff and go through some dependency classes. I guess has an addictive personality, at least that's what they said. He can't have two beers or a joint. He needs to finish the entire six-pack and then drive to get more. He smokes until all the pot is gone or he passes out. That isn't a safe way to live so he'll be taking some programs to resolve his issues. He told Kari that he really appreciated what you did. If he'd hurt her, that would have been one hundred times worse. He knows he should call you but will probably write a letter. His attorney told him how you saved his legal butt. He's out of the band but he wasn't going to do that for a living so that should end up OK." By the time the pizza arrived, Shannon had already started to clean and had started the laundry. She then sat down with us to eat. She said, "Britt, I'm sorry about your electric bill but I had to open the sliding glass door in your room to air out the smell. I thought about throwing away those sheets but I decided that I'd see if I could salvage them. What did you guys do in there?" "Do you want me to show you the movie I made?" "That would be fun." I said, "I'm surprised you had time to come here and clean this week." "We're cranking and your sister is a hard worker. She's setting up interviews and signing up customers. I put in nine hours before I came over here to take a break and do something easy. The pizza, beer and pot are a bonus." "I got another car today so Cathy shouldn't have a problem being where you need her when you need her." I said. "You have two cars?" she asked. "I can't ride my motorcycle everywhere. I also have friends that I want to take with me sometimes. I also want Cathy, April and Darcy to have a car if I'm not around. You may want me to come over and suck your tits when it is raining so a car would be handy." "I can always drive over here to get my tits sucked but you're a good brother and friend to do what you do. Thanks." ------- Chapter 49 It had been a long day and I took April's advice and turned on the TV. I watched Jeopardy and then Charlie's Angels. I was such a pig. April went upstairs, and at the half way spot in the show, I turned off the TV and said, "I want to hear you play, my pet." Her face got bright and she ran to get her instrument. She started to put it together and said, "I call my mouth piece Britt's cock. I'm going to play one of the songs from the band and then I'll play some Mozart." The first one had many pauses because whoever wrote it did so for a band and she only played her part. The Mozart she played was a piece for the clarinet and her playing was awesome. I had a tear in my eye when she finished playing. I don't know how she usually plays but I could feel her pour herself into the music. "Baby, that was beautiful. You moved me when you played." I said. "I played for you and it did sound wonderful. The best I've ever played it." "Whenever you play, just remember that I may have slipped into the back or bought front row center, so play every song for me like you just did and you'll have people standing in line to record you and to hear you play." "I'm glad you liked it." I held her little body and kissed her. Shannon walked out and said, "That was great. Can you play every time I clean?" "We'll see. I like practicing here." "You can practice naked here and not get into trouble. I'm not a big fan of the band pieces because of the timing and the pauses but I loved the other song. If you want to practice you're always welcome, and if you have some cute friends who want to put together an ensemble, we can have live music for me to study to and Shannon to clean to." "Shannon, is Cathy at home or out working?" I asked. "She's probably upstairs fucking your neighbor." I said, "I should go interrupt her. Come on Darcy." I went up and knocked on John's door. Mark answered. I asked if Cathy was inside. Mark said, "She got here a little while ago and is in John's room. No problems right?" "Yeah, no problems, but I'm going to knock on the door." I went in and knocked. I heard John say, "We're busy. Go away." "I need to talk to the person who stole my car a week ago and hasn't called me in days." The door opened and Cathy had on her panties. I saw John in the bed. "What do you want, brother of mine?" She asked. "Are those new panties? I haven't seen you parade around the house in that pair before." "Yes, now what do you want?" "I like them. They make your mons look fuller. Can I see the back?" I asked "You're such a pervert. What do you want?" I said, "I got another car so you can borrow mine whenever you need it. The new one is a car so if I need to haul stuff I may need to switch with you." "Why did you get another car? You can use the Toyota whenever you need it." "I don't want to have to call you whenever I want to go somewhere. I also am proud of you for doing well at work. I would hate for your mean bitch of a boss to fire you because you couldn't get a ride to work." "You're the best brother. Thank you." She said as she smashed her naked tits into my chest. I got a kiss on the cheek. John said, "I'm getting soft over here. You can't stop in the middle of a blowjob." I said, "Is it blowjob time? I want one." "Go away." he said. We went down and went to bed. Shannon had left when we went upstairs. The rest of the week, I did my workouts and then rode out to the course to hit balls or play a quick round. I tried to be home by 12:30 and Darcy was always there, making lunch or waiting on me. She would practice and we'd have sex one way or another. This weekend was the last before she would have to play at the games. Friday I came home and asked if she wanted to go for a ride down to my house? "For the entire weekend?" she asked. "No, I have to be back by 9 AM on Saturday morning to meet Penny. We can go down and back on Friday or set the alarm so we can leave at 6 AM to return by 8:30. We don't have to decide until we see what's going on in Orlando." "That will be fun. Will I meet your parents? "I live with my Mom and stepdad when I'm in town, so if they're around you can meet them." Finally, Friday arrived, and at 12:23, we hit the road. She wanted to take the Harley but it would be cold riding in the morning, and riding at night is more dangerous on a motorcycle. She liked the Mustang and I had to slow down through Lady Lake because the cops are asses and give tickets to everyone. We were home by 3 PM and I walked into my room and said, "I got what I need. We can go or I can show you around." "I'm not leaving now, we just got here. Let me take a potty break and you can show me around," she said. I called Mom at work and she asked if everything was OK? I told her that I was home for a bit but had to get back to Gainesville for a meeting in the morning so we may or may not spend the night. "Who are 'we' darling?" "Darcy and I make 'us'." "I'll try to slip out early so I can see you. Bill and I have a dinner with his department at the school before classes start on Monday." she said. "No worries, it was just a last-minute thing." Mom hung up and I found Darcy looking at a painting. I said, "Can I show you around?" I showed her the house and the pool. I said, "Do you want to take a ride around the lake?" "Sure, that sounds like fun." I idled out a bit and then opened it up and was skipping across the surface of the lake. We got around to the other side and I swung around and came back toward the center of the lake before I slowed to a stop. I said, "Darcy, the reason I came back was to pick something up. Actually, it was to pick something up for you. It is a necklace but not just any necklace." I pulled it out and showed it to her. I continued, "This is all gold. The clasp you see isn't needed to put it over your head but it keeps the gold tassel from falling or pulling the chain through the hoop on the other end." "That's interesting but what's it for?" "Darcy, I had this designed and made. When the clasp is in place, it is a necklace. This is a signal to me that you're just Darcy and deserve the respect of a beautiful young lady." I put it over her head. "When you unclasp it, the weight of the gold tassel turns this into a leash and you aren't Darcy, young lady, but Darcy, property of the owner of your leash. You become my pet and my slave." "Oh yes. I'll never clasp it ever." "Don't say that. It may pull and cause you to choke or be uncomfortable. What happens if you're on the field in the middle of halftime or on the stage at Lincoln Center? If you don't clasp the chain, I can walk on to the stage or the field and tell you to strip naked and fuck you with your clarinet and you would have to do it. This isn't a game, so please understand that you're in control. You still have your safe word but this is your way to let me know what you're feeling at anytime. You can also take it off if you need to, but I had it designed so that you don't have to if you don't want to." She left it unclasped and kneeled. "I don't know how to thank you. You make me feel desired. Should I call you Master or Sir or what?" "Whatever you want. I'll beat your ass if you're too disrespectful." "Yes, Master, as you please." "Get up. We're going to shore." She left it unclasped. I tugged it as I got off the boat and she followed. I could see my mom in the house. I stopped and said, "Since you want this unclasped all the time, go ahead and get naked. You can carry your clothes." She stripped and had her clothes in her hands. We walked in and I said, "My mom is home." She started to put on her shirt and I smacked her ass. She jumped but stopped with the shirt. "I didn't tell you to get dressed." I walked into the kitchen and said, "Hey Mom." I walked over and gave her a hug and a kiss. I said, "This is Darcy. She's a friend from school and presently my sex slave." Darcy said, "Nice to meet you." Mom looked at Darcy and said, "She's well-mannered." She turned to Darcy and said, "It is nice to meet you, Darcy. Has my son been treating you well?" "Yes, ma'am. Master is wonderful. You have a lovely home. Britt took me for a ride in the boat." "Thank you. I'm sorry we can't have dinner with you tonight. My husband is the department head at the local college and they're having a dinner tonight." "I'm sorry too," Darcy said. I said, "We may head back. I wanted to say hi to Doug and to John and Beth. If there's something going on we may spend the night but we will need to leave at 6 AM if we do." "It's good to see you. You look well. Is that your car or Darcy's?" "I got it so that Cathy would have something to drive." "I almost forgot. Happy Birthday, baby. You've grown so much. I'm very proud of you." "Thanks, Mom." "I need to start getting ready. Why don't you see if Doug is home," she said. "OK. Darcy, you need to get dressed." "Yes Sir." We went and saw Doug and he said, "I was just thinking about you. I see that Jimmy Buffett is playing Gainesville in January. If I come up do you have room for me and maybe a friend or two?" "If they're girls then Darcy and I can squeeze them in. If they're guys, then I've a queen-sized bed in the guest room and a pullout couch in the den and a couch in the living room long enough for one to sleep comfortably. So the more queer that you and your friends are, the more room I have." "Thanks. I'll let you know." "Doug, when you buy the tickets, pick up as many as they'll allow you buy and I'll also. We can share the best seats and sell the rest. You got cash for something like that right?" "Yeah, I can cover it and that sounds like a good idea." I asked if there was anything going on tonight? "No. Tomorrow, Jimmy Buffett is in concert at Orlando Stadium so we don't have much planned. Are you staying the weekend? I can get you some tickets." "No. I have to return in the morning. We're just going to have dinner and drive back." We walked over to John and Beth's. Beth answered the door and said, "Look who's home. Did you come to give me another ride?" "No. Beth, this is Darcy. Darcy, this is the biggest prick tease I know, Beth Overstreet." "Hi, Beth." "It is nice to meet you, Darcy. Don't listen to him; nobody else does." "I hear you," Darcy said. "Is John home? I'm in town for another hour or so and then we're heading back." "Come on in. He just got home and he's changing. He was going to meet some client but it got canceled so this will work out great." We walked in and I heard John walking down the hall. I said, "What do you mean he's home? You said he had a meeting and we could be alone and make love for an hour or two." John came around the corner. "Why did you let him in?" I introduced John to Darcy. Darcy said, "You're Kari's attorney. I've seen your picture." Beth asked, "Kari who, and what picture?" "Beth, I have your and John's picture in my apartment. Kari Watson was over and recognized John as her family's attorney." Darcy said, "It's a beautiful picture." John said, "I've seen a few of you, and you're quite nice to look at yourself." "Thank you, sir." "Hey, Doug may come up for the Jimmy Buffett concert in January. If you want to come up too, we should have enough tickets, and I can make Doug sleep on the couch so you'll have a bed. Another option is you can come up for a football game, see my place, and watch Darcy perform. She's in the band with Kari." Beth said, "Sounds like fun. Let me see what we can arrange for a sitter and I'll give you a call. Do you want to stay for dinner?" "No. I have to get back, so Darcy and I'll stop somewhere and grab a bite. Thanks for the offer." We left, and I asked if it was OK if we started back? "Yes, Sir. That will be easier." I grabbed the leash and said, "Let's go." On the way back, she was thinking and eventually asked, "Britt, how did you know your mom wouldn't freak out when I walked in naked or you told her I was your sex slave?" "Because she was jealous that you weren't her sex slave," I said. "What?" "When I was a kid, my parents were into swinging and sex parties. Mom has done almost everything there was to do. When they were in that scene, they somewhat abandoned me so they could live that lifestyle. I ended up raising myself for the most part. They might have stayed in for a longer term, but they got into the drugs. You know the coke and harder stuff. Dad was working, so he became a functioning addict where he would turn on and off, but Mom just got deeper and deeper with coke and prescription drugs. I had to take her away and save her from herself as the drugs made their way out of her system, and her body went through withdrawal. Mom was happy that she was off the drugs and her body was clean, and Dad didn't want to stop to make it easier on her. They split up. For the weeks that I was with Mom, we talked a lot, learned to respect, and trust each other. I never have relied on my parents since I was eight, so our relationship is a little weird." We drove for a while and stopped at a Steak and Shake for dinner. They make the best patty melts, so that's what we had with skinny fries. We made it back to the apartment around 10 PM and I tugged on her necklace that she still hadn't clasped and led her to the bed. I asked if she made any mistakes at practice and she said she'd made five, so I gave her five whacks and she gave me a blowjob before we went to sleep. I was up at 6:30 to work out and made it back from my swim around eight. I took a quick shower and made some eggs in the hole. You butter both sides of the bread and then use a glass to cut a circle in the bread. You grill the bread and break an egg into the hole. You also grill the cutout hole part of the bread and use it to sop up any yolk still running on the plate. We each had two with coffee and some cantaloupe. Penny knocked at 9 AM. She came in carrying a box, and a young-looking girl walked in behind her with another box. They introduced the girl as Sheryl, the receptionist. Penny sent her out for the other two boxes and the stool, level, hammer and hangers. Sheryl had the face of an angel, very pretty. She was about 5' 6" and 20-30 pounds overweight. She seemed nice. I had two new pictures that I'd developed on the table. Penny asked, "What are these?" "These are new. I think you know what they're of." "So I see." I said, "I need some direction. I keep creating new art but I'm not sure if I should just leave what I have, swap out one for another, or if I should add new work to the walls. I'm not sure how to group the art or any of it. I get a lot of comments on what you did before so I thought you could guide me again." Penny said, "Sheryl and I will walk around and talk about what you have and what our options are. Sheryl is taking interior design at UF and works for me in the afternoon." "Well, I always appreciate a fresh perspective and new ideas. Penny, did you pick up the pictures?" I asked. "No I had Sheryl stop on the way in yesterday." "Was there any trouble, Sheryl?" I asked. "No, but Kelly Clark, the store manager, asked me to give you this," she said as she handed me a flyer. Sheryl continued, "She said that after your talk she made some calls and found that the local theater was auditioning for "The Sound of Music." She auditioned and got the lead role." "That's great," I said. "She said to tell you thanks." As they walked down the hall to my bedroom, Penny said, "This one wasn't here last time and the frame doesn't match. When did you take this?" "I took it before I came to school when I was only twelve or thirteen. They're neighbors of mine in Orlando. I had the idea and talked them into the shoot or series of shoots. They have the same pictures in their hallway. Mary is starting preschool this year." Penny said, "I love it, but it could use a new frame." "Maybe Sheryl could take care of it for me? Please." "Since you said 'please, '" Penny replied. I grabbed my coffee and the paper and sat down in the living room. Penny and Sheryl were taking out pictures, laying them on the table and kitchen counter, and leaning them against the wall. Darcy sat next to me on the couch and didn't say a thing. She watched the decorators and then me. Penny said, "We think we may take some down and replace them. We like the groupings and will make most of the groupings larger. I want to say honestly, that the pictures from the national parks are better than the parks and trees. I know the parks and trees were some of your first work, so before I take the parks and trees down to totally replace them, I wanted to make sure that you would be OK with it. If it is sentimental, we can mix some old with the new." "Penny. Thanks for asking, but I rarely look at the ones on the wall. I typically look at the originals I have in my file when I look at them. This is just for the visitors to enjoy." "OK, I think that we have a game plan." "Do you need help? I like to look at Darcy's ass as well." "Britt, you can't talk like that around Sheryl. We can joke around, but not with my employee." "I understand and apologize to both of you. Will you please forgive me?" "Yes, I know you were just being you, but I asked Sheryl to help and to learn how not to allow anyone to sexually harass her." "So Sheryl, did you have any ideas about the layout of the photos?" I asked. "I'm not sure, because of the subject matter. There are so many ways to classify them so you have to look at everything and then weigh your options. We ended up trying to find a way to break them up into groups of similar numbers of photos for the different groupings." "Sounds good." Darcy did help them move things around and hold them for decision-making. I asked what everyone wanted and then ended up fixing lunch for everyone. I grilled one of the rib eye steaks and tossed it with some apple, tomatoes, green onion, blue cheese and some freshly made balsamic vinaigrette. They all liked it, and since they were there as I made everything, they knew I didn't just go pick it up. As they started to finish up, I got out some beers for the workers. I paid Penny's bill for the framing and for the labor to install them. I tipped both Sheryl and Darcy for their work. Penny did get her 20% discount on the frames so I let that be her tip since I could have picked them up. I asked about her new landscape business. She told me that I had a great idea and her average bill per customer was up moderately. We walked back and I got the picture of John and Beth down so she could get the frame changed out. Darcy was talking with Sheryl, so I carried the picture, stool and tools out to Penny's car. When she finished loading, she said goodbye to Darcy, and Sheryl said she would just leave from here after she finished her beer. I walked Penny out, and pointed out and discussed the covered parking. She thanked me and said, "Sheryl isn't on the clock anymore and not my employee at this time. If she decides to have fun that's her business on her own time. Bye Britt, I've missed you." I went in to see Darcy and Sheryl looking at the folder, more specifically some of the more pornographic and less artistic photos. I could see they were both excited like two 12-year-old boys and a Playboy. I saw Darcy had still not clasped her necklace. I gave it a quick tug and told her to get naked and then show Sheryl the pictures. She stood up, got naked and she waited to see if I was going to tell her to do anything else, but when I didn't, she sat back down and went back to talking to Sheryl. I wanted to feel a little baked and motioned to Darcy. She whispered to Sheryl and then gave me the signal. I came out with the bong and my tray with the "fixins." Darcy came into the living room and sat on the couch. I loved the way she spread her legs wide as she leaned forward to pull some pot off the bud, pack the bowl and grabbed the lighter. She sat up, got it burning, and passed it to Sheryl. When Sheryl finished, she passed it back to Darcy and then it came to me. We passed it around a few times and I got another round of beers. When we were all relaxed, I asked, "So ... what were you girls talking about?" Darcy said, "Sheryl had never seen so many different types of sex in photos. She saw me in some of the pictures so she was asking about what I did and what it was like. I told her that I loved doing whatever you asked and that I'd never had orgasms anywhere near what I've had with you." "I like the photos. I took them home with me last night and looked at them. They're so beautiful and unique, and they fascinate me tremendously." "Do you want some for your place or do you want to pose in some?" I asked. "I would love to have some and maybe try some of the things, or even be in some of them one day." "Are you protected and do you have sex often?" "Um, I'm on the pill but I don't sleep around." Darcy said, "He wants to know if he should have some concern about STDs or getting you pregnant. If so, he'll wear a condom. He'll also ask if you have a boyfriend because he won't want to sleep with you behind his back." Sheryl looked at me. I said, "What she said." "I don't have a boyfriend. I don't have any STDs or been with anyone in the last three months. I'm current with my pills as well." "The big question is, of all the pictures you've seen, what excited you the most? Or is there something else you dream about?" I asked. "Well I love to look at the girl on girl stuff but I dream about a big cock pounding hard into me." Darcy said, "We can do all that. Do you want to try some spanking or have us tie you up? I love that." "I would like to but I'm kind of afraid." "There's no need for you to have any fear. Get naked right now. Many people have seen me naked and I'm not afraid. You get over that crap." Sheryl stood and Darcy stood with her and started to help her take off her clothes. When she finally undressed, she had a nice shape but the fat was easy to see. She had full breasts, hips and ass and a small extra layer everywhere else. Sheryl said, "Darcy, I like you and want to have a relationship with you, but people get drawn to these pictures and I don't like my body, and because of my dislike, I wouldn't want it on the wall." Darcy said, "I can't grow taller or make my tits bigger without surgery, but you can lose weight. You will lose weight. I'll make you my pet. You'll be my bunny and you can eat carrots, celery, my pussy, and all the cum you need for protein. If you don't lose something every week, I'll whip your ass. How would you like that?" Sheryl replied, "It makes me scared but also very excited." I went and got my camera. I made her stand facing me and then sideways looking at me. "Please, I don't want my picture on your wall." "I'll not put this one on the wall. This is the before picture so that when Darcy finishes, you'll be able to see the difference. I'm happy that Darcy has taken you as a pet. How do you feel about that?" "I feel loved." Sheryl said. Darcy went over to pet her and love her. I said, "I'm glad to hear that. One of the ways to lose weight and to become fit is to make yourself aware of your body. If there was smudge on the TV and you saw it every time you turned on the TV, it would bug you so that you would get up and wipe it off. We want you to get naked except for panties whenever you're here and you must get naked in front of the mirror in my bedroom and rub lotion all over your body so you'll see and feel exactly how you are every time you're here." She looked at Darcy and Darcy nodded her agreement. Sheryl said, "Yes, Masters." I thought Darcy was going to have an orgasm right then. I had them both get on their knees as I got naked. I had them both give me a blowjob, taking turns so that Sheryl could learn some technique. It took a little longer with the starts and stops but soon enough I was ready to shoot and I took my cock in my hand and painted Sheryl's face with cum. There were five ropes across her face and neck. Before I started to go soft, I got my camera. I had Sheryl grab my cock with her hand and point it at her face as I snapped pictures. As I clicked them off, I said, "I know you want to experience the excitement of being on my wall, but being ashamed of your body limited you. I'm going to develop this and have you take it in to Kelly so she can frame it. I'll display it at one of the focal points in the room until you're proud of your body and ask me to take pictures of your body to put in its place. Am I clear?" "Yes, Master." I said, "You can call me Britt or Sir. I'm your Master's Master. You can only have one master. One person who's responsible for you and that's Darcy." I turned to Darcy and said, "Go take your pet in and clean her up. Take time to get to know her. Talk to her and show her that you love her and will take care of her." Darcy said, "Thank you, Master." She took Sheryl's hand and said, "Let's go, pet," as they walked to the bedroom. I went into the den and started to read my schoolbooks to get ready for the next week. Darcy poked her head in a little later and said she and Sheryl were going out if that was OK with me. I waved her to do what she wanted. I was still heads down at my desk when she returned. She walked by and a minute later I caught a glimpse of a panty clad Sheryl go by. I heard them talking and moaning off and on. It was around six when I got hungry and wandered out. I went into my room and I saw Sheryl with her hands strapped to my footboard as she knelt in front of a dog bed that was on the floor. She was wearing a blindfold. ------- Chapter 50 Darcy was sitting in a chair, naked, reading a textbook. She looked up and waved as I entered. I didn't want to interrupt her so I made a munching motion showing me eating. She stood and led me into the living room. She gave me a hug and said, "Thank you for my pet. I want to help her get in shape and make her my sex toy. The first thing I did was to teach her how to eat pussy. I still have not shaved her, but I will when she shows some progress. I put her on the scales and she weighs 145. With her body shape and size, she should weigh around 120 or 125. When she gets down to 135, I will let her give you a blowjob. When she gets down to 125, I will shave her pussy and eat her out. When she gets to 120, I will let her fuck my Master. She and I will be walking after dinner every night. I bought her a dog bed when she stays here overnight. I also got her a collar and a leash. She has high motivations to have her pictures on your wall. I said, "I am glad to see you studying. I don't want my slave or my slave's pet to have bad grades. You had better not let your pet take you away from your dreams. I had a salad for lunch, and my plan was to fix something for dinner but I don't want to throw off your plans, baby. What are your thoughts?" "Can we grill some fish or chicken?" she asked. "Sure, I can grill some veggies as well. Let me see what's in the fridge." She went back into the bedroom. I had some shrimp that were fresh, but all the fish I had, was from the freezer. I took some wooden skewers and dropped them in some water, then went out and lit the grill. I fixed a pitcher of water with ice and about ten slices of cucumber. I was always amazed at the flavor it created. I cut up some yellow squash and zucchini and rubbed them with some olive oil, salt and pepper. After threading the shrimp on the skewers, I went out and cooked the vegetables and the shrimp. It was not my favorite meal but I used more calories cooking and eating it than there were on the plate, or at least it was close. Both girls enjoyed the meal and neither had ever heard of cucumber in water before. I told both of them that I expected good grades this year and good performances in band and work. They both said, "Yes, Sir." The girls cleaned up and I went back to do some of the practice questions. I took the last week of papers and updated my graphs for my investments before I went into the bedroom. What I found was Darcy tied face down on the bed, Sheryl naked with her collar on, and her leash tied to the bed. She was lying on the dog bed. I wasn't sure what she wanted but I thought a spanking was in her plans so I grabbed a paddle and asked, "Were you a good girl today?" She said, "I neglected my Master and made changes to his home and his life without his permission. I have brought a new cunt into his home and it doesn't have permission to fuck him. He can of course take her if he wants but I have made that difficult. I made him eat a dinner that was not his first choice. I have not put him and his pleasure first. Please punish me for what I have done." "You also did not play music for me. I am going to beat your ass. I grabbed a belt and gave her twenty lashes on her legs, ass and lower back. She followed each smack, counting one, two ... twenty. When I finished I heard whimpering and sobbing. I looked at Darcy but she was not the one crying. It was Sheryl. I let Darcy free and she thanked me and gave me a kiss. She went over to Sheryl and asked, "What's wrong, my pet?" Sheryl said, "He is beating you because of me, because you brought me into his house and because you spent time with me. I am so sorry." "Pet, all of us make choices every day. Most have consequences both positive and negative. Some have both. The beatings were the negative but the relationship with my new pet was the positive and the positives outweighed the negatives. I will take a beating every day if that is what it takes to have you," she said, as she held Sheryl. I lay down and Darcy went out and came back to play some music for me. It wasn't band music but classical. She played three songs and when she finished, I clapped. Sheryl told her how well she played. Darcy said, "Now that I have warmed my mouth up, can I suck your cock, Sir?" I nodded and she climbed into bed and went down on me. After I came, she made sure that Sheryl had a blanket and a pillow before joining me for sleep. In the morning, I was craving chicken and waffles. I had a bowl of fruit and some toast. Darcy and Sheryl both had the fruit but not any toast. I gave Darcy some cash and asked if she would get some groceries that would help them make it through the week. Fruits, veggies and low-fat proteins led the list. I read the Sunday paper and Darcy went with Sheryl to get her schoolbooks so they could study. I had to laugh when I figured out that I owned two cars and a motorcycle, and I lived alone, but I would have to see if April would ride on my Harley with me to play golf. I was glad we both had lockers. My sister had the Toyota and Darcy was taking the Mustang. April and I rode over and met up with Chris and Mandy. April and I had put a dent in their monthly budget the week before and I wasn't sure if they were going to roll the dice and try to get it all back or go back to the nickel and dime mentality. I made sure that April remembered that Chris had choked the week before after Darcy had flashed him. April said, "Mandy, how much do you have left in your bank account?" "I have enough, but I needed to buy books so not as much as I would like." "I am sure you can pay off Britt with blowjobs if you are any good. He is such a slut." "Why don't we do a reset at $2 a hole, $5 a side, $5 for the match and straight up on strokes? They matched our score from the previous week but only took $21 each from us. I kept up on the front side but April lost one. She did well on the back nine but Chris took two from me. At the finish, we settled-up and I rode home with April hanging on me. I asked if she wanted to come in for dinner but she wanted to get some studying done and call Angus and wish him a good first day of school. I said to pass along my hello to Angus. I walked in to see both girls studying in the living room. Sheryl had on her panties. I kissed both girls and then went in to take a shower. I put on a pair of shorts and started to make dinner. After I saw all the seafood they had bought, I put on some brown rice and started my version of a bouillabaisse with vegetables and seafood. It takes a while to make and since I was using some wine, I poured myself a glass and sipped on it while dinner came together. When the rice and bouillabaisse finished cooking, I served everyone. Darcy and I had wine. Sheryl had water. I asked how she was feeling. "I am not starving and the food you have fed me is good. Not the cardboard or no flavor food that I typically try to have when I try to lose weight." "It isn't easy. It is all about the lifestyle you live. Be aware of what you eat and have high calorie food in moderation and exercise too. There is walking, running, swimming, yoga or any other stuff that you can do but you must do it regularly to see results. If you need anything let me know, OK?" I said. "Thanks for everything. If I weren't here, I would be eating a cheeseburger at the cafeteria. This is so much better for me and it tastes better as well," she said. After dinner, Darcy attached the leash and was ready to walk her toy. I said, "Darcy, I know you want to take your pet for a walk. Two pretty girls walking will draw the immediate attention of most men. One pretty girl leading another pretty girl on a leash will demand attention. Some may harass you, or even worse. I am not sure this is a good idea. I can take you places where this would be accepted but the student ghetto is not the place." "I didn't think about other people, just Sheryl and me. What do you suggest?" she asked. "I suggest you take her for a walk using voice commands and not the leash. I can go with you but you may want to walk on campus where the security is a great deal better." "OK, that's what we will do. Maybe we can do yoga too. Can we use your living room on Tuesdays and Thursdays?" "Sure," I said. They left for their walk and I cleaned up. I relaxed with a beer in front of the TV. The girls were back an hour later. They gathered their things and Darcy came and sat on my lap. She said, "The walk went well. We did a few miles and we didn't have any trouble. I am going back to my dorm and Sheryl is going back to hers. I have a busy day on Mondays and Wednesdays, and Tuesdays and Thursdays are not as bad. I am free almost all day on Friday just in case the band travels. We will be in town this weekend for the season opener but Saturday I'll be busy. Sunday we are free. I don't want us to move in on you because I know you need your space, even though I would stay in your bed all day every day if you would let me." "That is fine. I try to keep busy during the week. My schedule is like yours. I am taking fewer classes this year. Can you come over for dinner or stop by sometime during the week?" I asked. She said, "I have practice every afternoon. Sheryl and I can stop by on our walk every night and I can stop by Thursday after our walk and spend the night. Is that alright?" "If that's what you have available, I will take it." I said. "Thanks, baby. It will get better after football season. We will figure out a schedule that works." They got their books and headed back to their dorms. Since they were gone, I grabbed a couple of cookies and a glass of milk. I cleaned up and got ready for bed. I was just about to turn in and the phone rang. It was Beth. She said, "Hey baby, are you in bed?" "I am lying here, naked in bed, what about you?" "I am not naked or in bed. John's parents wanted to take the kids next weekend and we thought that if the offer still stood that maybe we would come up for the home opener." "Are you sure you aren't naked? You are always welcome. Do you need tickets or should I get some for you?" "John can ask at the office. Can you check there and I will call you tomorrow?" "Sounds good. Tell John I am looking forward to it." "Bye sweetie. I am going to get naked now." I called Reggie to see if he could get tickets for non-students. "Britt, my man, I was hoping for another party. Are you forgetting about me?" "No, I was waiting on the invite to your place. Hey, I have some old friends coming into town for the Mississippi State game this weekend. Do you have any connections to get me some good tickets for them?" "I know the manager of the ticket office and they usually have some tickets set aside for VIPs. I can check to see if they have any available, how many do you need?" "At least two, but I would like to sit with them so three would be better and if you can get five you would be my hero of the week." "I'll stop by tomorrow after my morning shift. I'll leave a message on your answering machine if you aren't home," he said. I woke up the next morning and went back to the six-mile run and 1,000-yard swim but I kicked up the intensity. After I finished I felt totally worn out, but after ten minutes was back to feeling strong. I jogged home and had some breakfast. I went to class and was ready. We reviewed the syllabus and went into the first chapter. My other class was the same. I was home by noon and checked the answering machine. Reggie had scored five tickets on the 50-yard line, about twenty rows up. I called him up, told him thanks, and asked when he would get them? "I can drop them off on Tuesday, tomorrow afternoon. Is that good?" "Perfect, can you bring some of your other stuff and we can settle up then?" "I will bring two for you and the tickets. I'll see you then." I said good-bye and then went over to develop the pictures from the weekend. It only took a little while. I came back to study and Shannon showed up to clean. I told her about the company and asked her to change the sheets in the guest room. She went to work, and when she finished she asked if I had time to talk? I came out to talk and asked if she wanted anything. She took a Tab. She said that sign ups exceeded expectations and the bulletin board idea was a big help. She was hiring new workers and had agreements in place for the entire semester, and some for the year if the rental agreements were that long. She had surpassed all her goals. I said, "I am so happy for you. Is there anything you need?" "Besides a day off, no, I am good. I could use a ride on your cock if you have time for me. Are you getting a dog or is the dog bed for part of your harem?" "Darcy got that. It is for her new slave. Recently, she picked up a stray woman and is now training her. I wanted to make sure she didn't have fleas before I let her in bed." "I love to come by here. It gives me a break from work, provides me with intelligent conversations and concepts that make me think. I also get some loving from time to time." "That is the second hint, so I am assuming that at this moment you are a bitch in heat?" I said. "You could phrase it like that and not be far off," she replied. "Maybe we should break in the dog bed while we put a litter in your belly, bitch." Shannon said, "I think we should. I don't usually get the kinky treatment unless you are having one of your slaves eat my pussy." I said, "You should buy a strap on and then you could fuck them when you finish. Do you want me to tie you up or whip your ass?" "No, just a good fuck on the dog bed or your own bed should do the trick." "Let's get you pregnant, my red-headed bitch," I said as I led her to the room. She still was shaving her labia so I made it worth her effort. I spent a long time eating her and bringing her off multiple times. I climbed between her legs and let my cock stretch her pussy as we fucked slowly at first, but harder and faster as we came towards our orgasms. We rested for a bit and she took a quick shower and gave me a kiss before I took a shower of my own. I fixed a quick dinner of a ham and cheese sandwich and some carrots before I started reading ahead for school. Darcy called to say that her classes were not too bad since it was only the first day, but she wanted to read ahead. She was going to meet Sheryl for dinner and a walk, and then she was going back to study. I told her to work hard. I asked if her parents were coming in for the game this weekend. She said, "They could drive over but the band doesn't get tickets for the parents. It is about four and a half hour drive from Panama City." I said, "I may have a couple extra tickets if they want to watch the best clarinet player in the band." "That would be great. I will give them a call. Thanks, Britt, have a great night." I got a call later from Beth. "Hey Beth, what are you wearing?" "Britt, John is playing poker so I am in bed naked. Did you get a chance to check on tickets?" I replied, "I don't have them in my hand but they told me they are 50-yard line seats. Sometime tomorrow, some guy is dropping them off at my place. Are you playing with yourself or maybe pinching your nipples?" "Britt, I'm not now but I will after we hang up." "Well, think about me when you do. I will give you a call when I have the tickets in my hands and I will give you directions to my place. I doubt you have a pen and paper nearby. Good night, Beth, and have fun." "I will, baby. Good night." Tuesday started the same. Reggie came over around 2:30 and dropped off the tickets and two bags of pot. I paid him for everything and he said, "This is a great crop, it will kick your ass. I hope you enjoy the tickets. Oh and I put $10,000 in the silver market. It is already up like five percent. Thanks for the tip." I replied, "That is what your sister said before she thanked me for the shaft." "It will be nice having a 'gazillionnaire' as a brother-in-law. I am going to have her go off the pill and get pregnant so I can hit you up for money the rest of my life." "Sounds like a deal. Send her over. Thanks again for the tickets." I called Darcy and told her I had some tickets. "If your parents stop by around 2 PM, I can give them the tickets and they can park at my place and walk over to the stadium. The game time is at 3:30. What time do you have to show up?" She said, "I can come over Thursday night and Friday morning but there is a curfew Friday. I have to make sure that I am in my room by 11 PM and then eat with the band in the morning. First, we have a walk through, and from then on, we work until they let us go after the game. You would think we were the football players." "John and Beth are coming up on Friday and staying through Saturday night. I was getting tickets for them and ordered two more for your folks." "What time are they getting in? We have practice from three until six on Friday and then I am free until the 11 PM curfew." "I don't know what their schedule is with John and work. I will talk to Beth tonight and let her know I got the tickets. I wanted to call you first. How is Sheryl holding up?" I asked. "She is doing well. She has lost four pounds already and she seems happy. I miss you baby, I wish I had time to come over and suck you off." "Do well at practice and count your mistakes." "I counted yesterday and had zero. I was so happy." "You are the best baby, so keep up the good work," I said as I let her go. I went up and knocked to see if John was home. He was and I asked if we were still up for tennis this year? John said, "Tuesdays and Thursdays are still good for me. Any time after 3 o'clock is good. I can play early and study later or the other way around." I said, "I like to study right after class, but I think I would like to play early and then have dinner so I don't play right after dinner. Then I can study and go to bed. How does that sound?" "Fine with me. Give me ten minutes to take a leak and get my shoes on." We just hit for a while and then played three sets. He won 6-4, 6-4 and 6-5. I was actually pleased with my play after taking the summer off. We walked back and I showered and changed. We walked down and got a couple of slices of pizza before we both came back to study. Before I went inside, I asked if he was free the next day to spend an hour or two doing me a favor. He said he had the afternoon free. I called Beth first and found that she was cleaning up after dinner. She still had her clothes on and the kids were still awake. I told her the tickets were in hand. I gave her directions to my apartment. She said that John had court until five, so they would eat on the way and try to arrive at my place by eight. I mentioned that Darcy had to return to her dorm by 11 PM. She had to get the kids bathed so she said good - bye. I opened my books and did my work. ------- Chapter 51 Wednesday, I had just come back from my swim when Mom called to wish me a happy birthday. I thanked her and we talked for a bit. I was getting out of the shower when Dad called. I think Mom called to remind him. I thanked him for the call and had a bowl of Grape Nuts before heading to class. Robin was at school and didn't make it up today. I got a little pissed at myself. Last year I got depressed. This year I felt myself falling into a slight depression. Other people have lives too and it isn't their job to make my birthday special. I know that if I asked them they would do what I wanted but I don't need a party or a cake to make me happy. I went in, did my schoolwork and studied. April stopped by and asked if I wanted to have dinner with her so we went over and had some oysters. She said she had a lot of homework but wanted to wish me a happy birthday. It was nice to see her, and she felt good when I got a hug and a kiss. I went back to studying. Darcy called and said, "I talked to my parents and they are going to come over for the game. I gave them directions to your place and told them to arrive there by 2 PM." "That is great. John and Beth are shooting for getting here around eight on Friday. John is in court and that usually means 5 PM. How was practice?" "I made four mistakes," she said. "How was your day?" "It was good. I just got back from dinner with April. We went out for some oysters." She said, "I tried calling before practice. You didn't answer and I didn't leave a message." "I was hanging out with April. I was depressed around this time last year and she wanted to make sure I was in a good mood today." "Is today your birthday?" she asked. "Yes ma'am. That is why April took me to dinner." She said, "I got to go. Bye." I didn't know what to do so I hung up and went back to studying. I was reading ahead when I heard the door open and slam. The next thing I knew I had a little girl in my lap. She was crying. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, I'm so sorry." I just held her. "It's OK. You don't need to feel sorry." She said, "Your Mom wished you happy birthday when we were at your house and I didn't even think about it. I missed your birthday. I didn't get you a present, I didn't make you a cake, and I didn't wake you up with a blowjob. I'm a horrible slave. I'm so sorry." "I got kind of pissy last year but now I'm used to it. It is not your job or anyone else's to make my birthday special." Just as I said that, the phone rang. It was my grandparents. They sang to me and wished me a happy birthday. We talked for a bit with Darcy sitting on my lap. We said goodbye and I said to Darcy, "What do you have to do tonight?" She said, "I've done my homework for today's assignments. I already did the work due tomorrow yesterday. I was just going to read ahead so I would understand tomorrow's lecture better." "Can you stay the night?" "Yes sir, you can't make me leave." "Good, let me drive you somewhere." I pulled out of the parking lot and rolled up to the first stop sign. I lit up the tires and smoked them up the block to the next stop sign. After that, I drove normally to the Baskin-Robbins to get some ice cream. I got a large waffle cone with chocolate and strawberry. She got a small butter pecan. We went back to my place and by the time she was two feet inside my door, she had all of her clothes off. She sucked me off and then got out my belt to beat her. I wasn't in the mood. I wanted to feel loved so we loved on each other. The phone rang around 10:30. It was Robin. She wanted to wish me a happy birthday. She said, "Did you have a big day?" I told her that April had taken me out to dinner and then Darcy had taken me out for ice cream. She asked if I was all alone in bed. I told her, "No, I have my sex toy in bed with me." Robin asked, "Can I talk to her?" I said, "What make you think it's a she?" "Oh my, don't tell me you switched teams?" "Nope, here she is." I handed the phone to Darcy and laid back. I could hear Robin talking and "uh huh" and "nu uh," coming out of Darcy's mouth. She then said, "OK, what first?" Darcy then looked up at me and said, "Pretend I'm Robin." "Robin, your tits have shrunk and you are much shorter than I remember." "Yes, sir." "Britt, I just came up from Tampa to wish you a happy birthday," Darcy said. She had the phone to her ear as she sucked me, fucked me and wished me a happy birthday. When she finished, Robin thanked Darcy and I thanked Robin. After I hung up, I thanked Darcy too. She fell fast asleep lying on my chest. I woke to Darcy working her wonderful mouth on my cock. I knew she needed to get going so I let her do her thing and came in her mouth. I thanked her for her efforts and said, "I know that you will be at the game when I meet your parents. I don't want to say something wrong. What have you told your parents about us?" "I know that I'm not your girlfriend but I told my Mom that we were friends. Good friends. She has heard about the thing with Dan and that I have stayed the night with you. I didn't tell her that I was your sex slave." I said, "Oh shit. If they get here after driving for four hours, they may ask to use the restroom. That means they will see all the pictures on the wall and some are of you. Should I take them all down?" "Britt, I don't want you to change a thing. If they see the pictures, they will have to make up their minds about them. If they see my picture then they will have to deal with it. If they ask me about it I'll tell them that you are a great photographer and that I'm proud to pose as one of your models." "Yeah but I'm sitting next to them at the game." "I'm sorry, baby. I'll let Mom know about them and she will both be curious and want to see them, or she will want to keep them from Dad and not ask to come in." "I'll have to come out to let them into the lot since they block it during games. I'll bring out the tickets with me and let your mom make the call." "I'm not afraid of anything. You have made me strong." I said, "I'm not afraid for me. I'm worried for you. I never had a close family and don't want to mess up your relationship with your folks." She said, "Britt, this is who I am. They can make their own choices about accepting me." "You are a brave girl. I love your courage and determination. I love your body too." "I love you, Master. I have to get to class and I'll see you tonight," she said. I did my work out and played tennis after class. I asked John how my sister was, and he said she was busy but he was making sure that she took care of her studies. I told him I had a paddle if he needed it to keep her in line. I took a shower and started to read when Darcy popped in. She told me that she had talked to her Mom between class and practice, and she said that her Mom thought that the idea was intriguing. She said, "I'm not sure if she will bring Dad inside but I think you would have to tie her up to keep her out." "Mother and daughter tied up side by side. Does she like spankings?" She smacked my arm. "I don't think Dad would give his permission so I don't have to worry about you making me eat my mom's cunt." "I have a lot of money; your dad may need a hundred grand," I said. "You wouldn't dare." "For now I'll look for another pussy for you to eat. After I meet your mom I'll decide on her." "Yes, sir." We had a fun night and even slept in a little late. I dragged myself out of bed and worked out. Darcy had checked in to make sure that Sheryl had walked the night before and they were going to get together to do yoga starting next week. Shannon's schedule called for her to return on Monday, so Darcy did a quick once over of the apartment and we both made sure we had no more studying to do until Monday after class. Darcy went to practice and then we went to a BBQ joint for dinner. John and Beth made it to my place around 8:15. She had picked him up at the office and he changed after they arrived. I showed them to my spare room and John said, "I saw the picture in the hall and I'm taking it with me when we leave." "John, I just reframed that picture. I also have all the negatives so just be proud of it and quit your bitching." They put their stuff away and Beth wanted to see the place so I asked John what he wanted to drink. He sat at the counter looking into the kitchen and asked, "What do you have?" I just started getting things out. I took out the whiskey, wine, scotch, I grabbed a bottle of vodka out of the freezer, and there was gin and tequila. I said, "I also have beer, sodas, Tab if you drink that or some good green bud." Beth and Darcy walked in on beer and Beth said, "Oh, to feel young and be in college. I'll have a Tab and Jack Daniels and some of the bud." Darcy said, "Coming up. I probably shouldn't smoke tonight since I have a bed check in a few hours but you guys go ahead." John said, "I'll have a Jack and Ginger if you have it. If not, Jack and coke will be fine." Darcy mixed him a drink as well and I grabbed a beer. Beth was looking at the wall of pictures and said, "Some of these are new. Who is the girl with the cum all over her face?" "I just got that one with the new frame for your picture. That is Sheryl. She came over to help hang pictures and then I came all over her and took pictures." Darcy used the other half of the can of Tab to mix herself a drink and John and I sat down in the living room, me on the couch and him in the club chair. He said, "You really have a nice place here. You live here alone?" "I have people who stay the night from time to time but nobody that call this place home. I'm so glad you could come up for the game." He said, "Thanks for getting the tickets." Beth said, "Where is the bud? I haven't gotten stoned in years. Since before Johnny was born." Darcy went into the den, came back and put everything down on the coffee table, and then took the bong to fill it in the kitchen. Darcy packed the first bowl and handed it to me. I got it started and passed it to Beth. She was all over it. She passed it to John and he said, "I shouldn't" as he put it to his lips. After he had finished the bowl, I took it and as I refilled it, I said, "John, just relax. You can do whatever you want. What happens here is not repeated." I passed Beth the new bowl; she hit it and handed it to John. He finished it again and said, "It isn't that. The only one that I trust more than you is my wife. I just get sleepy when I get stoned and I sometimes pass out. If I pass out you have to promise to take care of my horny wife for me." I said, "It sounds like you are already stoned, but if you are serious, then Darcy should get you another drink and make it a double." Darcy laughed and got up to fix a drink. I refilled the bowl and hit it myself. I passed it to Beth and she hit it before passing it to John. She said. "Smoke up, I have a young stud waiting on you to pass out." We all laughed at Beth. We talked about the game and Darcy's performance. We talked about Darcy's parents and the pictures on the wall. Darcy finally had to get back to the dorm, so she said goodnight and gave kisses to everyone. It was just John, Beth and I after Darcy left. When I closed the door, I offered to refresh drinks. Beth said she was fine and John just shook his head. Beth said, "John has worked really hard so we could get out-of-town and he hasn't gotten much sleep. The drinks and the pot have put him into dreamland." I said half teasing, "I think he just wants to pretend he is asleep so he can watch me fuck his wife. He gave us permission and I know it will fulfill the only unfulfilled fantasy that I have. But I can always think of more." Beth looked over, and saw John slumped in the chair, and his eyes were slits. "Maybe you are right." I leaned over and kissed her. We started to make out and rub each other and I felt her up. I unbuttoned her shirt and put it on the coffee table. The bra came next and then her shorts and underwear. I knelt in front of her and just smelled her aroma before I leaned in and kissed her pussy. It grew from there. I located all the major points and between my lips, tongue and fingers made sure that I addressed all of them. She came on my tongue three times before she pushed me away. I stood and was off-balance as my legs had fallen asleep and my knees hurt. I sat on the couch after getting naked and pulled her back into a kiss. She broke the kiss so she could replace the hands she had on my cock with her mouth. She sucked me but before I shot off, I wanted to have my dick inside her. She straddled me, looked over to John, and said, "John, Britt is about to fuck me like you told him to. If you want him to stop, then wake up now and tell me." He didn't wake up and she slid down with a moan of contentment. She had to bob up and down to get it buried all the way and then said, "That fills me so full. I have wanted your brain since you were thirteen. I have wanted your body for the last year. John finally agreed to let me have sex with you. I love him so much." We made leisurely love and I sucked her nipples as she rose and fell on my dick. I still don't know how asleep he was but he had a hard. I had Beth turn around so that her back was to me and that long naked body was facing out. She put her heels up on the couch and John had a clear view of my long hard cock disappearing into his wife. I eventually came and had her body leaning back against me as I rolled her nipple in one hand while my other was on her clit. When Beth and I helped John to bed, he was still hard. Beth walked me out of their room still naked and pulled me in for a full body hug. I whispered to her, "That was wonderful. Please talk to John, as I would love to swap tomorrow or have a four-way with you two and Darcy. I told her that she might get a chance to eat your pussy. I can ask her to take care of John as well. Let me know." I did get a kiss and she turned to go to bed with her husband. ------- Chapter 52 I got my workout done and I was walking back to my room to shower when I heard Beth say, "Come on, big boy, and give me that cock harder, baby, harder." I took a shower and then came out to fix some coffee and read the paper. I heard their door open and then heard the toilet flush and Beth came walking down the hall. I said, "Good morning, beautiful." "Hey handsome," was her reply. "I heard you calling my name this morning, I almost came in to join you two. I hope he pounded you hard," I said. "I wouldn't have minded, but John is still working through some things so let's give him some time," she said as I handed her some coffee. John came down the hall a minute later and I gave him coffee as well. I asked him if he slept all right. "The bed was good. I slept like a baby. Thanks." "What would you like for breakfast? It's late Saturday morning and it's on a game day so anywhere we go for breakfast I would expect at least a one-hour wait. I have eggs, bacon, grits, toast, pancakes, waffles and fried chicken that I can make. I also have cereal or oatmeal." John said, "Can you make all that?" "John, you will learn that women like only two things in a man; the ability to cook and the ability to satisfy them in bed. All women love me. However, I have a friend who makes chicken and waffles for me and won't let me in the kitchen in the morning. Maybe I should invite her over tonight. Her picture is on the wall over there, the black girl, not the white one." John wandered over and lustfully said, "I have never had chicken and waffles before. Maybe you should." Beth said, "Let's focus on breakfast, I'm hungry. You boys can figure out your late night snacks later." I fixed pancakes with eggs and bacon. I made another pot of coffee as well. I called Darcy and told her to do well and that I would be cheering for her and Kari to do well. After breakfast, Beth said she felt stuffed and wanted to walk around and see the campus. Her husband joined us and we walked around for a while. When we got back, I saw John from upstairs go into the lot with the barricade. He was moving it for his father. I said hello, to Mr. Peterson and when I tried to introduce John and Beth, he waived me off and greeted his friends. They shook hands and talked. Beth spoke to his wife. I asked John how he was and he said, "My parents come to all the home games. One of the reasons my dad lets me live here is the parking for the games." "It is the only time I see the lot full. I am glad that Cathy has my car because I have John and Beth in my second spot and Darcy's parents will be here around 2 PM," I said. "It is only a short walk from here. I expect Cathy to come over in a bit. We are going to have a little party in my room if you all want to come up." "Maybe. We don't have plans. You know you can use my grill anytime you want to cook some burgers or something." "That is something I will keep in mind," he said as the women joined us. Beth asked where the tickets were. I told her the section and row. John's parents were in the same section but up twenty more rows. When John's dad overheard that, he came over and said, "Where did you say they were?" I told him and he said, "You must know someone to get into the VIP section." "I told them Beth was coming and they couldn't think of any place better that they could put her. So they settled on the VIP section. They almost took them back when they found out she was bringing her husband." That got a chuckle out of everyone. John's dad, Marshal invited us up to John's apartment and we went up to have a beer and get ready for the game. Cathy showed up around one and then Darcy's parents around two. I just invited them up and introduced them around. I told John that I didn't want us to drink all his stuff and would go grab some booze for him. Darcy's mom volunteered to help. Kim Simms, Darcy's mom, was similar in build to her, but a little taller, with breasts a little larger. She had on a short, gator blue skirt and a short-sleeved orange blouse. She was giddy as we went down the stairs. I let her in, went to the kitchen, and got out some booze. I grabbed a six-pack of Tab and two six packs of beer out of the fridge. I turned to see Kim looking at the pictures. She couldn't stand still. I walked up behind her and quietly asked, "Do those pictures excite you, Kim?" "Darcy told me about them and I have really been dying to see them." "Now that you have seen them, how do you feel?" "I am curious about the stories behind them. Are they action shots or posed?" she asked. "I have posed some of them, some are real and some of them are a combination I created from the two approaches. Your daughter is a great model because she loves being the center of attention. She also loves to make me happy -- and she does make me happy." "I have some concern for her because of the pictures I see, but I have never heard her sounding so happy. When I talk to her she just gushes about loving school and her new man." I showed her some other ones and she stopped in the hall to look at the John and Beth picture. She said, "This is a very moving piece." "You can tell the models, they are upstairs." She looked closer at the faces and smiled. "I wasn't looking at their faces but I now see that they are." I asked her to help me carry stuff upstairs and got out some bags to make it easier. John met us and helped us move things to his kitchen. The three guys were in a serious conversation. I asked, "John, what are they going on about? Is someone rooting for Southern Miss?" "No. Mr. Simms works for a media company that some other company just bought. The purchasing company wanted the TV stations, but wants to unload the print, radio and outdoor advertising groups. What is interesting is that Dad is constantly looking to buy up those types of businesses, and Mr. Simms is the CFO who is in charge of unloading them. John got stuck in the middle and Dad brought him in to work through the M & A (mergers and acquisitions) if they can make it work." I thought it sounded like a win, win, win situation. Kim was going on about Beth's picture downstairs and Peggy, John's mom wanted to see it. I asked Cathy to take them down. I had a beer with John. He and Cathy were going to sit in the student section. When 3 PM came around, we all changed to plastic cups and walked the quarter-mile to the stadium. I stopped and asked Marshal if he wanted to sit with John and Kurt. I told him that I would be willing to sit with his wife, Kim, or Beth. Marshal said, "Britt, if you would do that I would be very grateful." I saw John and Kurt nodding. I said, "So ladies, who is willing to bite the bullet and be my date for the game?" Beth said, "Pick me; pick me." Kim said, "I want a chance to get to know him better. You can sit with Peggy since you know each other." Beth said, "OK, but I may come up and trade with you at halftime so you can end up closer to the field when Darcy is playing." Kim said, "You have a deal." I put my arm around Peggy and said, "I just don't do it for you, huh?" Peggy kissed my cheek and said, "You don't want to end up stuck with an old lady, and besides my husband would get jealous if I was up with you. You are young, cute and don't have a beer gut." Marshal said, "Watch the comments about my beer gut. I've had to work hard over a long period to create this." John said, "You can have my wife during the game. Just make sure she has fun and doesn't bother us." He laughed at his own joke and so did everyone else." Kurt said, "Same goes with Kim. Have fun, baby." Beth gave me a look and was afraid for Kim or at least her husband. We went in and we were above them by about twenty rows. After we sat down, we looked for and found Darcy and Kari. I asked Kim, "Do you miss not having Darcy at home?" "I do. She's our only child. I am glad when she calls." The Coke vendor walked by and I stopped him for a coke and asked Kim if she wanted one. It was hot out so she said she did. I got two Cokes and paid the man. Kim said, "You don't have to buy my drinks. I should get that." "Don't worry about it. I'm happy to take care it." She said, "I guess what your parents don't know won't hurt them." Why do people always do that and why do I always get so pissed? I knew I should let it go but I didn't. The game didn't start for twenty minutes so I asked Kim, "What does that mean?" Kim said, "Nothing. I just meant that your parents wouldn't miss the money you spent on me." I replied, "Because it is my money and not theirs. I give my mom an allowance and my dad works. I will try not to take offense at your implication that I am a free loader. I don't have a scholarship like some people because a kid decided to run me over with his car, and when I healed, I was no longer the fourth fastest runner in the state." Kim's reaction at what I said was total shock. "Britt, I'm sorry. I ... um ... well, I thought that with the nice apartment and cars that you were a trust fund baby." "I do have a trust fund. I started it with $20 of my money and have grown it to a very large sum today. I am an investor who does quite well in the market. If you look at the four guys you walked to the game with today, I would guess that my net worth is number two out of the four. Marshal is worth one or two hundred million. I am not in that league yet, but hey, I'm just a college student." Kim said, "That sounds impossible. You would need to make a rate of return that was so obscene for it to jump that far, that fast." "I invest quite aggressively. I don't have the time to run a business and don't have enough school to charge people an arm and a leg to have me work for them so I have to roll the dice. So far, I have picked some big winners. Most have been at the sports book in Vegas. I have about five million in the commodities market tying up about $18 million in silver bullion. As of this moment, the mode I am in is 'All or nothing.'" "As I said before, it is very hard for me to believe." "Well, at least you are not going so far as to call me a liar. Do you work outside of the home, Kim?" She said, "No. I stayed home so I could be there for Darcy." "You did a wonderful job. I adore your daughter." She said, "Let me ask you, since I can't get a straight answer out of my daughter. What is the relationship between you two? She will call you almost anything besides her boyfriend." "Kim, before you ask me that question, you should make certain that you want to hear the answer. Do you want to know if your kid had sex on prom night or got high Friday night after a football game? Or would you rather not?" Kim asked, "How bad can it be?" "It is great according to how we think and feel about our relationship. You have seen the pictures, so you have some idea about what type of things we do. We are not bad kids; in fact, I am on the Dean's List and if I had wanted to, I could graduate at eighteen instead of nineteen. I am not getting married for a long time, and I want any woman I am with to feel free to walk away from our relationship if they find someone else. I don't make any commitments to them and don't ask for any in return." "So you are just sex partners?" "No, we are great friends and love each other. We also have life plans that will go in opposite directions. I have sex with your daughter and other women as well. She knows that we are not exclusive," I said. "I guess I knew that but you are not what most parents dream about when they dream about their children's future." "You said earlier that she is as happy as she has ever been. That is my dream for her. That she will be as happy as she wishes for the rest of her life, whether it is with me or without me." "Well, we agree on that." "Kim, your daughter is one of the bravest, strongest, most dedicated, focused and loving people I have ever met. She is a phenomenal person. She knows what she wants for herself. She is unwavering in her views and convictions. She also has committed herself to me." She asked, "What does that mean?" "It means that she trusts me to protect her and be responsible for her sexually." "You mean that she is your sex slave." "Yes, she is, but she also has her own slave whom she has taken and committed herself to protecting and being responsible for. If you even walked near her slave with a dildo in your hand, you might die because of the level of commitment your daughter is willing to make. She also has a safe word and a signal that can stop any action at any time and end the relationship at any time. She is in control of her life and answers to herself every time she looks in the mirror. She is not being forced to do anything that she has not chosen or wants to do." "That is the part about not asking a question that I didn't want an answer to." I put my arm around her. "Kim, your daughter is happy, very happy. She feels fulfilled and has goals in her life that you or I would have a hard time changing." Kim said, "Thank you for being honest with me. These are not my dreams for my daughter but at least I know what is going on with her." The game started and the Gators had a fun day, winning 34-0 over Mississippi State. I started with a hug after the first score. By the end of the first half, every score was worth a handful of ass and a kiss on the lips. They never check the people going into the VIP section, and Kim had brought her own booze to go with the mixers I brought. She was getting looser and looser by the drink. The half time went well when everyone watched the band while the Gators played. After I talked with Beth, she said that John loved the entire thing. He has picked up a bunch of business after Marshal introduced him to the bigwigs as one of the best young attorneys in the country, and he has collected important business cards as well as handing some out. She also said that John and Marshal knew each other but that Marshal had been very impressed with John's questions and suggestions so far, and has given this deal to John and told him that if it goes well, they can talk about future work. I asked if she enjoyed their fuck this morning. I said, "I heard you when I came back and if I wasn't afraid that John would freak out, I would have shut you up with my cock in your mouth." "John is loosening up. He has been so busy that he has not been working on new client contacts. What he found today is equal to six months' worth of business development. If you just knew the top engineer in the country, we could go home without a care in the world." "I know him but what is the problem?" "You know who?" "I know one of the top engineers in the country. What does that have to do with law?" "John has had trouble getting any of them to take a call to go over a problem he has, and he needs this to complete a big case he is working on." "I can give him a call when we get back. Can John fly to New York tonight or tomorrow to meet with him?" "He would leave immediately for the right person." "Fuck that. The Gators are winning, and that is enough to override John. Besides, Darcy is playing and we will stay to support her." "It can wait until later," she said. Beth just stayed with me for the second half. I got more hugs and kisses. The lady on the other side was feeling left out and she had to get a piece of me as well. After the game, we all walked back. We met up in John's apartment and the guys sat down at the table to write-up some basics and next steps. I slipped across to April's where she was studying. I wrapped her up from behind and told her I missed her. She told me that this semester is going to kill her. She has three of the five hardest classes that she will take all this year. I asked if we could call her dad. She called "Daddy," and after talking to him for a bit, she handed me the phone. I said, "Hi Mr. Parsons." "Hey Britt, April said you needed some help and from the looks of my daughter's silver portfolio -- and mine too -- I don't think you are calling for investment advice." "No, I have a good friend, I mean a great friend, from down in Orlando. He is my attorney, he is working on a big case, and if it goes that far, he needs a big name engineer to supply some very technical analysis and expert testimony. He has had trouble getting someone with that level of recognition to give him the time he needs. If he flew to New York, could you meet him some day this week?" I asked. "Britt, what is your attorney's name?" "John Overstreet." "I have actually seen his name on a couple of messages. I have been very busy and have done a lot of work out of the country. As a favor to you, I will meet with him. I have to leave town Monday night but can meet with him anytime tomorrow, (Sunday) or Monday morning I can free up an hour for him at either noon or one but not both. If he needs more than an hour I will give him as much time as he needs tomorrow." "Thank you, sir. I will call you with his schedule." I called the airport and checked to see if there were any seats available on any flights tonight that would get him to New York. She said they had one on the 9:30 to Atlanta, connecting to JFK, arriving at midnight. I bought a refundable ticket in John's name and they told me to have him pick it up at the airport. I went up and interrupted John. He walked out with me. I said, "Beth said you needed to talk with an engineer about a case. She said it was life or death." "Yeah, I have gotten two engineers to confirm my beliefs but none have the solid reputation or credentials that can stand up in court." "Is there anything in your office that you need for the meeting, or could you meet with him here in ten minutes?" He said, "I could talk to him in general but would be better if I had some drawings from my office. I have the files in my case in the trunk of the car. Who do you have here in Gainesville?" "Nobody. You need to call someone and get those drawings on a plane to JFK tonight. You have all day tomorrow to meet with Ken Parsons in New York. When I told him you were a friend, he said that he would give you as much time, as you needed tomorrow or one hour on Monday. I have you on a 9:30 flight out tonight from here that will arrive at midnight. Can you call someone at your office tonight to start jumping through hoops?" "Yes, I will call my secretary. She can get it done. Where will we be meeting?" "I will get you a suite and have him stop by in the morning, say 10 AM. You can order in lunch -- and dinner if you need that much time. I will call the Plaza, if that is alright." "You set a big budget, Britt, but this case is worth it." He went down to my place and called his secretary. He went up to say good-bye to the other guys and scheduled a follow-up meeting with Marshal on Tuesday morning. Beth had his bag packed. I reserved him a suite at the Plaza in his name for tonight and tomorrow night. I handed him the information as well as the home phone number for Ken Parson. I also handed him a photo of April sitting next to him on the sailboat from the summer I had visited him. I had to swap out the picture with one of the framed ones I had taken down a couple of weeks ago. I asked John to give it to Ken for me. Ken said, "Britt, I don't know how to thank you for setting this up. My business exploded this weekend. It is all because of you." "John, I trust you to not make me look bad. I will use my favors to help you any day of the week. Is Beth going back tonight or can she stay and play one more night?" He said, "Britt, she can stay. You have to let her decide what she wants to do, but it is up to her." Darcy came in just then. I gave her a hug and a kiss. She said, "I see my parents' car out front. Where are they?" I said, "Change of plans. John here is under some stress and could use a blowjob before he goes to the airport." She said, "Yes, Sir." as she took off her top. She fell to her knees and undid his zipper. She finished with the button and belt while she started with her hand. Her very talented mouth was not far behind, and John was zipping up five minutes later. Beth was sitting at the counter and she watched the entire thing. John had forgotten that she was in the room. Beth said, "Maybe I need lessons. He is never that quick with me." I said, "It is hard to compete with a clarinet player but she can give you some tips tonight when you stay with us." Beth said, "Yes, Sir." I told Darcy that her parents were up at John's place with his parents. I told her that I was driving John, the attorney, to the airport, and she could stay here to visit with them either upstairs or at my place. I told her that her dad had not been in my place yet. Beth was going to ride with me. Darcy said, "Yes, Master. I may bring Daddy down just to get everything out in the open." I replied, "That is fine with me. If you want to wait for me to get back, I will be here for you. Did you make any mistakes today?" "None on the field but the drum major in our section told us the wrong song and we all started to play the one he told us. He stopped us and we jumped in with the rest of the band." "So you only made one mistake all day?" "Yes, Sir." "Well, bend over." She pulled up her skirt, dropped her panties, and stepped out of them. I sat in a kitchen chair. I rubbed her tight ass and said, "It is one thing to mess up in practice. It is another to mess up during a game. It also shows that a team is only as good as the weakest link. I am sorry that he screwed you up and caused you to suffer. I think that five per mistake in a game is about right. Don't you?" "Yes, Sir." I reached back and smacked her ass. Smack one, smack two ... After five, I told her to go up and see her parents. I said, "If you are not here when I get back then I will come up to John's. You looked and sounded great today. I am proud of you, baby." "Thank you, Master." She left, and to ensure that we covered all the bases, I tucked her thong into my pocket if her parents did come down. She wouldn't have to explain to her parents but she would be anxious about where they were. Two birds with one stone. We drove John to the airport, and he told Beth that he loved her and to have fun. He thanked me for taking care of the meeting and using a favor to help him out. He got out and Beth got out of the back. She gave him a kiss and we watched him go in and walk to the counter. I waited until I saw the attendant give him a boarding pass and then I pulled away. I said, "Beth, the things you make me do to get you alone." She said, "Britt, the way you make me feel is like taking fifteen years off my life. I feel like a virgin walking into a frat party naked. I feel scared and excited." "If you have any virgin holes, then we can take care of them tonight." "Oh," was all she could say. We made it back and I checked to see if Darcy was at my place. It was empty. We went up and Marshal was just getting ready to head back to Orlando. He said, "Britt, John told me you hooked him up in New York with the liability suit he is working on. You seem to know a lot of people." "Somehow, I know you, don't I? If you hang out with the stars, you can't help but shine." "Britt thanks for the tickets and the introductions. I owe you one." "No problem, I am happy to help out friends." He said goodbye to the Simms and told Ken that he would have John contact him after their meeting on Tuesday. We all walked down together and Darcy's dad, Kurt, started to walk towards their car so he and Kim could try to arrive home by midnight or one AM. Darcy said, "Daddy, thanks for coming to the game today. I am glad that you and Britt had the opportunity to meet. He is very important to me and I wanted him to meet my family. I am sorry you didn't meet Sheryl, but she had to go home for the weekend." He asked, "What do you mean?" "Daddy, I have a girl who is my slave and she answers to me. I am responsible for her and I take care of her. I have the same relationship with Britt, but from the other side. He takes care of me." Her dad asked, "He takes care of you how?" "In every way possible. Sexually is the most obvious, but he gives me purpose on direction as well as love. I didn't want to live two lives. I want you to know who I am and for you to have a high regard of me and accept me for who I am." Her dad didn't say anything because he didn't know what to say. Kim said, "Your father and I will discuss this on our way home. We will give you a call tomorrow and we can talk." Darcy replied, "I will call you since I am hard to reach at the dorm." She went over and gave her dad a hug and her mom a hug and kiss. I shook Kurt's hand and gave Kim a hug and kiss. She whispered to me, "I had a small feeling of what she feels. I will work things out with Kurt. You take care of my Darcy. If you hurt her, I will kill you." "Yes, Mistress," was my reply. She let me go, hooked her husband's arm, got him in the car, and pointed in the right direction. ------- Chapter 53 It was just after 8 PM and Beth, Darcy and I walked into my apartment. As we cleared the threshold, I scooped up Darcy in my arms. I ignored Beth and took her to the couch. I said, "Hey sweetie, you've had a big day. You played in front of over 60,000 people. You opened yourself up to both your mom and dad to let them know that you're your own woman. You proudly sucked off John and took spankings in front of other people. You're one of the bravest people I know. I love you very much. I'm proud to serve as your Master. You're an awesome girl. How are you feel after such a full day?" "I'm happy. I feel like something has lifted a weight off my shoulders. I'm free. I can now be me. I trust you and if my parents disown me then they're getting rid of a daughter who was a big figment of their imagination because I'm the person you described a minute ago. I love you too, Master. Thank you for trusting me enough to give me orders in front of your closest friends." "I like holding you, but you do have on a few too many clothes," I said. "While you get undressed, are you hungry or do you need anything that I can fix for you?" "I'm hungry, Sir," she said. "Beth, are you hungry?" "I could eat something," she replied. I looked to see what I had already thawed. I took out two steaks and some of the shrimp along with some rice and veggies. I thought a quick stir-fry would be nice so I cut up the steak while the pan got hot. When the steak was underway, I got the veggies and the soy sauce in the pan, followed by the shrimp. I reheated the rice with some steam and put them all on the plate. I poured three glasses of wine and we sat down to dinner. After dinner, I asked Beth what she wanted to do. "Britt, I'm already on your wall but I don't want to have any pictures of me with a sixteen-year-old lover. If you keep the camera in its case I'll do whatever you want until morning." I said, "That's the level of trust that breaks my heart. The confidence and the trust that you put in me always blows me away. I feel like Superman." I asked Darcy to get out the bong while I cleaned up the dishes. I went back into the living room, sat down, and pulled the naked girl on my lap. I told Beth to get naked and smoke up while I cuddled with my slave. Beth is a beautiful woman, 33 years old now and still very attractive. She is tall, around 5' 10" with darker hair but not black. It goes mid-way down her back and has curls to it. Her breasts are C cups with large nipples that stayed after her two kids were born. She is thin but not skinny, and she has a round ass that is not nearly as tight as Darcy's, but holds up nicely. She had trimmed her vulva, but not shaved it and she has nice feet and long legs. I made her sit with her legs spread while she worked on getting high. When she had enough, I made them switch places and I held Beth. I said, "Beth, before my body was even responding to women, my heart was responding to you. You've always been the standard by which I measure all others. I've had women of all shapes and sizes but love and character are what separate the girls from the women. It separates the ones I fuck from the ones I embrace and love in their minds and bodies. You're a very special lady and John is a very lucky man." "You've always been a man who challenges my intellect and my moral resolve. When you were ten, you fucked my mind with your words. Your words turned me into a different person, someone who was a total flirt and who was trying to win the war of sexual banter. When you were fourteen you had the body to go along with it and would flaunt those young perfect-body girls in front of me, and I knew you had what most women would kill for." She looked over at Darcy who, as she listened to us proclaim our desire for each other, sat there baked and playing with her cunt. She looked back to me and continued, "And then an almost eighteen-year-old man came into my house with his sex slave and invited me to his home to spend the night. I wanted to wait until January but I was rubbing myself raw counting the days I would have to wait. I went into the bed one night and cried on John. He kept asking what was wrong and I told him that all I wanted was to sleep with you. I didn't want to leave him or cheat on him, but I wanted to feel what I was dreaming about so I could get it out of my system and stop lying to myself about how awesome it would be." I kissed her as I rubbed her ass. She said, "Britt, John agreed to let us be together and you knew he was awake as you got me off four times last night. I wanted to take you in the other room but you made me fuck you in front of John. There were no lies, tricks, toys or tools. There was just a mind fuck and multiple orgasms. You got me off three times before I even saw that beautiful cock. When we finished, you left me with John, to let the chips fall where they may. "He was very loving and said to me that he saw the lust that I had for you, but he thought it was just a mirror of what I saw in your eyes when you looked at me. I wanted to become that fantasy woman, the one you made me feel like, the sexpot you teased, the slut you kept tempting to come out and play. I wanted to become that woman, and you were every bit the man you had advertised. "This morning he showed me that he thought I was that woman as well, and I wanted to become that woman for him, too. The sex we had this morning was the best in years. He still is dealing with getting sex lessons from a little boy, but when I was packing, he said that as long as I never stopped loving him and never thought about leaving him that he would let me have you as my one and only vice from time to time. He also told me to keep you away from Mary. He knows that she would be putty in your hands as well." I said, "I don't want you to leave John but I do love you. In some ways, I view you as a mom because you always loved me unconditionally. I'm not sure if you saw me as a stray puppy or a project, but I always felt that you cared and would listen even if I was fucking up and it was my entire fault." "You didn't have time to fuck up. You were fucking everything else." "Beth, I'm glad that you and John finally allowed me to share in your relationship. I've desired it but didn't want to cause anything to hurt what you two already had." I held her for a minute more before she got off and I had a bowl or two of my own. I told Darcy that Beth was also my slave until John came back to claim her. "Darcy, take Beth in and make her presentable for a night of fun. Darcy said, "Yes, Master," and led her to the bathroom. I finished cleaning and locking up for the night. I then got out an album I'd picked up with classical music specifically composed to feature the clarinet. It reminded me of Darcy when she wasn't with me. I went in to find that Darcy had washed and shaved Beth. I was expecting her to have her vulva trimmed but instead, she was bald. Darcy had her tied spread eagle to the bed and Darcy was kneeling beside the bed. I told Darcy to tie her feet to the headboard. I'd done this with Darcy within the last couple of weeks, so she knew what I wanted and hopped to her feet to get her re-tied. I got out my paddle. "Darcy, do you hear the music? I want you do use your mouth and tongue on that pussy while you play along with the music." "Yes, Master." I sat in the chair and watched Darcy take her time playing Beth's pussy like a musical instrument. Beth was begging to stop after her fourth strong orgasm. I called Darcy off and said to Beth, "Hey baby girl. I like that smooth pussy. Should I call you Mary or Beth?" "Uh, please." "I've watched you tease me for years knowing that there was nothing I could do but go home and jack off. I think you deserve a spanking for every time I had to jerk off while thinking about you. Do you think that's fair, slut?" "Um, how many is that, Master?" "I'll be conservative for you and say 2,000. Are you ready?" "Please, Master, no! I didn't know." I started and smacked her ass. Smack. Then there was silence. I hit her again. That brought a grunt. I looked at Darcy and raised my eyebrow. Darcy climbed up, stuck three fingers in Beth's cunt, and said, "If you don't count the spanking, it doesn't count, so you'd better speak up." I smacked her harder and Beth started to count. When she got to twenty, I said, "Close enough." I climbed on and sank balls deep in her. I put my hands on the back of her thighs as I jack hammered her pussy. She came twice more and I said, "John said that Mary needed a little sister. I hope you're ready to conceive. I can't wait to see you pull out those big nipples to feed my daughter. We can have John take our pictures to go down the other side of the hall, wouldn't that be neat?" I came hard into her and before I pulled out, I leaned in and kissed her lips. I told Darcy to release her feet. She did and Beth was trying to get the blood flowing back into her legs. I lay next to her and took her left nipple into my mouth. Darcy read my mind and started to eat her and dive for my sperm. I looked at Beth and asked, "She's trying to take our baby. Are you going to let her do that?" Beth started bucking her hips up into Darcy's face. Darcy wasn't going to put up with it. She swung around, and as she sat up, she dropped her pussy on Beth's mouth and smacked her tits, and then dropped back into place and dove back in. I was having fun watching them go. I undid Beth's arms, and when she was free, she grabbed Darcy and flipped her over and tried to suffocate her with her pussy. I climbed between Darcy's legs and started to fuck her. She was wet as I picked up speed. I made sure that Beth was letting her breath from time to time as I continued to fuck her. Both women came together and I went into overdrive, finishing a distant third. I asked Beth if she had fun and she was almost too tired to answer. "That was fun, Britt. Thank you, Darcy. Your pussy was sweet." Darcy said, "I like that smooth pussy too. I didn't get any hair in my teeth. It was easier to clean up all the sperm as well." I felt tired so we went to sleep. I woke up around 3 AM and needed to take a leak. I'm not sure if I was clumsy or Beth had that mother light-sleeper thing going but she was up when I got out of bed. She followed me into the bathroom and when I finished, she sat down. When she got up and flushed, I took a towel and walked to the back patio. She stood there naked so I led her into the pool. I was in a loving mood. I held her and loved her body in the weightless medium. Her ass had the right amount of cushion. We started to kiss and I moved over to the steps. I sat back and had her straddle me. I slid into her cunt and played with her breasts. We continued to make out like high school kids. I'm not sure if either of us even came but we enjoyed each other for about forty-five minutes. I was a happy boy when I dried off and climbed back into bed. I cuddled up behind Darcy and felt Beth's nipples on my back as she kissed the back of my neck. We drifted off to sleep. Darcy woke us up with waffles. Both ladies put on panties and we ate together. I was a happy boy, and Beth said she needed to get on the road before too long to get back to the kids. Darcy and I gave her a group hug and then took turns kissing her. She was going to get dressed but I stopped her and got out the camera. I had her stand next to the bed and then bend over with her face and chest on the bed. She now had her vulva shaved bare so the clamshell was clear from behind. I took a few shots. I then grabbed a belt and told Beth that it was going to hurt her more than it was going to hurt me, but she would be remembering this weekend every time she sat down for the next few days. I said, "Beth, I want the mark for my picture but I want you to ask for it. I'm not going to force it on you." "Please, Master, give me something to remember this time with you," she begged. I reached back and gave her a 3/4 strength smack with the belt. You could see the outline where it hit her. I told Darcy to get something to color in the mark of the belt. Darcy used lipstick to make the welt look nasty, and I took another picture and then one more with the belt lying on her back. I kissed her ass and then fucked her one more time from behind before I let her go. I had Darcy come back to bed and I thanked her for sharing me with Beth. "Master, when I heard you talking to her I was so jealous about the amount of love you felt for her. The things you said to her were like listening to a poem of a man expressing his love. I wanted my name in front of those words, but I also knew that when you said those things that I was in line to become included in the family of women you care for. I'm not a one-night stand. I know that you won't change your plans and get an office job just so we can become a couple and be married, but I know that if I committed to being your full-time slave that you would always care for me and love me. I would have to give up my goals and dreams, but I know that you wouldn't give up on me," she said. I said, "I love you, Darcy. You tempt me to change my mind, but I won't. I'll deny my pleasure and yours to achieve my goals. I'm sorry, but I think you'll be proud of what I create." "I would be very disappointed in you if you gave up your dreams for us to both live half-assed lives. 1995 isn't that far away. I'm already counting the days." April came by and got my naked ass out of bed at noon to go play golf. Darcy tried to tackle her and drag her into bed. It was fun to watch them wrestle and call each other cunts, sluts, pussies, and bitches as they tried to get each other pinned to the bed. April won, and when we walked out at 12:30 Darcy lay there naked, tied to the bed. April ran up and made Tori promise to come down at 1:30 and untie her. April said that she could play with her if she wanted before she untied her. I felt pumped and we won the front side by two and lost the back by one. That made $7 each. We were in the Mustang and I stopped at Leonardo's to buy a whole pizza pie to take home. I was looking forward to seeing Darcy, but I got a note on the table instead. She said she would call later. I had some pizza and cleaned up. The phone rang and I thought it would be Darcy but it was John. He was at the airport and was on his way home. He said, "Britt, I wanted to thank you again. Ken is an awesome engineer. He understood my problem and said that he would take the job. He'll be an expert witness and then design a fix for the problem. Our confidentiality agreement doesn't let us to mention the customer's name but they're a very well known company in central Florida, which has an underground city that's having structural issues. I thought it was a design flaw, and after reviewing the perk tests, concrete strength parameters, rebar design and support structure he found the flaw. He said that he could prove mathematically it was a design flaw, and with the report, he was going to write, he was sure that we could settle with the insurance company that held the E & O insurance on the design company. This would allow them to correct the problem and keep the Magic Kingdom out of the news. "Beth said that she had a great time last night and was going to wait up for me to tell me all about it. Thank you for making her feel special and for helping me to see how special she is as well. Between you introducing me to Ken and Marshal getting together with Kurt, this has been a multimillion-dollar weekend for my firm. I could be the top billing partner this year. I got a lot of crap from some of the partners when I was ten years younger than anyone else offered a senior partner position. "I wanted to call and thank you for everything." "No problem, my friend. Have a safe trip and make sure you kiss Beth's ass. I mean literally 'kiss her ass, '" I said. He hung up and Darcy called twenty minutes later. She said, "Hey Britt, thanks for sending Tori down. I would have peed in the bed if I had to wait another 3 hours." "I was sad that you weren't there when I came home with dinner for us," I said. "I'm sorry, baby. I called my parents from your place so I would have some privacy. I had an hour to think about what I wanted to say. Mom had talked to Dad but he still didn't understand. He wanted to come save me. I told him that he can't save me from me, and this was all me. I had to tell him like a hundred times and he still didn't listen. He did tell me that he was going to sell some of the divisions to John's dad, everyone would be very happy, and he may work for John's dad, running those divisions. We could be neighbors in Orlando." "I'm glad you're free not to have to lie to your folks. I hope you've a great week. Call me when you can." "You too, Master. Night, I love you." I locked up and went to bed. ------- The next couple of weeks were out-of-town football games, so the band and my Darcy were on the road. I would get to spend Thursday nights and Friday mornings with her but she was doing her school thing most of the time. She was also getting together with Sheryl to work out in the mornings because that turned out to be the best time for them. April was doing well in her classes but it was taking a lot of time. I wasn't playing cards on Wednesdays this year because Nancy was sitting in as Dottie's partner when Dottie did play, which was less often with a baby on the way. I talked April into having dinner and an hour with me on Wednesdays. I would fix her dinner and give her a massage and an orgasm or two to take a little stress and frustration out of her life. Her attitude improved as well as her grades. We also got together on Sundays after golf. Darcy would try to join us when she didn't have to get ready for her classes on Monday. I planned a big night the following Friday. I called everyone I knew in Gainesville and invited them to a culture night. There was a bye week so the school didn't have any football games scheduled. It was by invitation and RSVP only. I had to rent some tables and chairs so I could set up the yard around the pool for the 52 people who responded. It was a catered meal of steak and lobster with appetizers, and included a string quartet, which Darcy arranged. Dinner was at six, and then at 7:15 we left for the theater to see "Gone with the Wind." Kelly Clark from the frame shop was playing the lead. We filled a good part of the 500-seat theater. Darcy, Sheryl, Penny and I had sent three dozen roses to the theater to wish her well. She did very well and you could see her absolute focus on playing her part. Most of my friends enjoyed it, although I think Reggie thought it made him look a little un-cool. He was quick to say his goodbyes after the show. We waited for the cast to appear after the show, and when Kelly came out, there were still twenty of us to give her an extra cheer. She had her bag over her shoulder and she was carrying her roses. The whole event blew her away, but she recognized Darcy and me. She had to look hard at Sheryl because she'd lost seventeen pounds since the last visit. She came up the aisle and dropped her bag. I thought she was going to thank me but went straight to Darcy and said, "Thank you for showing me that I could stand up and be the person that I have dreamed of being. She hugged Darcy, and I could see tears in both of their eyes. When they broke their hug, I did get a thank you as well and then the others congratulated her on a great performance. The school year proceeded, and halfway through the semester the professor in our marketing class broke us up into groups for a project. There were five in my group, Scott, Joyce, Erica, Heather and me. We were going to have to put together a complete marketing campaign with budgets and everything. We decided to meet after class for a few minutes. It was a Monday, Wednesday class. Since it was the first class of the day, we all fell into the "early class, afternoons off" model. I offered my apartment or a nearby library for us to meet. Erica asked if my roommates would mind, and when I told them that I lived in a place of my own they said they would try it to see if it would work out. Some wanted to meet in the afternoons and some in the evenings. I told them I could meet any afternoon, but only Monday and Wednesday evenings. Scott worked in the afternoons so we all agreed to meet on Mondays and Wednesdays at 6 PM. We would try my place and if they didn't like it, we could find another place. Erica did stop me afterward and said, "I wasn't trying to act mean but I'm picturing small and dirty. You're a single male at college. I don't want us to feel crammed in when we work." "No problem. You've got veto power as far as these things go." "Thanks, Britt. See you tonight at 6." "Erica, I'll be home all day if you want to come early, I'll fix you dinner." "Let's just meet at 6. We will talk about dinner another time." ------- Chapter 54 After classes for the day ended, I ran some errands. I needed to pick up an easel, pad and markers from the office supply store. I also went to pick up some seafood at the seafood market and to the Latin food store to get some flour tortillas. I then drove out to the produce stand just outside town for some herbs and mangos. I came back and studied for my classes, did my reading and my homework. Shannon stopped by and I asked her to start cleaning in the living room since I was having company. She stripped and changed the bed so she could start the laundry but left the bedrooms and den for last. I told her that if she wanted to fuck or suck my dick, we should do it first since I might be busy later. She said she would be happy to look after me and walked into the den, dropped her panties and bent herself over the desk. I took a few licks from behind but I didn't want to get on the floor or break my neck, so I stood and fucked her from behind. When I finished, she turned and licked me clean before heading to the bathroom to clean up. I asked her to stay for dinner and fixed the fish tacos that I'd recently brought home. She cleaned the guest room, den, living and dining room while I fixed dinner. We sat down and ate together and she had never had fish tacos before. She liked them and we were just finishing, when the first knock came. It was Erica. Shannon went back to finish the last of the bedrooms (mine). I invited Erica in and she sat at the counter while I cleaned up from dinner. "It smells good. What did you fix?" she asked. "I fixed grouper, fish tacos with a homemade mango salsa with cilantro and lime. My cleaning lady was here so she ate with me." "I guess I should say I'm sorry for my earlier comments, this place is very clean and huge," she said. "Those words are often used to describe me," She took a second and then blushed a bit. "Touché," she said. "Is it OK if I look around while you finish up?" "Sure, can I get you something to drink?" I asked. "Do you have a Tab?" she asked. I just shook my head. "Of course. Do you want it in a glass with ice or cold in the can? I can also put some Jack Daniels in it if you want that," I said. "In a glass with ice would be nice. We can save the Jack until later". "You may need it later, since I tend to do my work alone. That way if it is wrong or bad, I only have one person to blame. The result is that I have strong opinions about what should be done to earn an A." "I heard that." She said. "Did you take all these pictures?" I saw that she was looking at the Zion and Bryce Canyon National Parks shots and replied, "Yes, I've taken all the pictures on the walls. I started out learning landscapes and then moved on to other subjects. I rode out west over the summer and those were a couple of stops I made." There was another knock at six. Joyce and Heather were at the door and I saw Eric riding up on his bicycle. I let them all in and went back to put the last plate in the dishwasher. I offered the rest of them drinks and handed out two more Tabs and a beer. I said, "Before we jump into this, I have some house rules." I saw Eric roll his eyes but I pressed on. "Rule one, make yourselves at home. I'm not going to wait on you hand-and-foot. If you're hungry or thirsty just help yourself. If you're going to grab a steak and cook it up for dinner, ask if anyone else wants one and fix one for them as well. Rule two, take your dishes and throw them in the sink so I don't have to pick up for a half hour after you leave. I have a cleaning lady who comes on Mondays but she does the dusting and vacuuming, not picking up all the trash I left around all week. Rule three, well, that's enough rules so just have fun while you're here." Heather said, "I can live with that. I like it here. We have room to spread out and work. There are no roommates and plenty to eat and drink. Should we all bring some drinks or snacks?" "No, just tell me what you want and I'll pick it up. I've so many people stopping by, that in no time your stuff would get eaten, especially if a mob shows up for a pool party." "You have a pool?" Erica asked. "Yes and clothing is optional if you don't have your suit," I said. I got out the easel and pad. I asked, "Does anyone want to take the lead and organize this thing?" Erica said, "I have some ideas but I want us to work as a team. We need to come up with a company, product or service to represent. We need to gather data on the consumers that use those services. We need to understand the media options and come up with a campaign." I said, "I think that's a good start but let's see what else we can add to the list, and then we can organize or group the tasks where there are similarities." Eric said, "We could do a focus group." Joyce said, "We can decide on a local service company or a national product." Heather said, "We will need to design a logo to bring recognition to the company" I said, "We will need to find out the needs of the consumers and focus on the features and benefits that will meet those needs." There were a few more ideas that we added and the pad was full. From there we broke the tasks into areas and then prioritized them. We talked about the pros and cons of different companies and products. I stopped them and asked. "What're we trying to achieve as a team in a marketing class?" Scott said, "Get an A, man." "Right," I said. "What do we need to do to get an A?" Joyce said, "Put together a successful marketing campaign." "Right," I said, "Are we really going to displace Coke or Pepsi with a new soda? The five of us?" "No," said Scott. "Are we going to do it with any other national product driven by a team of over a hundred marketing specialists with huge budgets?" "No," was heard from three people. "I say we go local. Let's promote a service." "I think you can do it. My business is booming," came from Shannon as she walked in. "Britt helped me market my services and he had the right formula to make it happen. My goal was one-half to two percent of the student population. I have three and one-half percent as an end number." "What is it and how did you do it?" asked Joyce. "I do cleaning for dorms and apartments for students." I market my services towards the parents and the students. I had flyers and posters made and worked with the school and apartment owners to promote my services. "I saw those. My mom was pushing me to sign up but I told her I could do it myself. After walking in here, I would be embarrassed to have everyone over to my place. Is it too late to sign up?" "No I'll get you a card. There's also the benefit to the community, of providing work to students that need work that fits with their school schedule." I'm not saying to use me as a project but another local business could use the same approach. My return on investment was amazing." Heather said, "I like that idea. Do we need to discuss it further or can we vote now?" Erica said, "All in favor say Aye." It was unanimous. Shannon handed her cards out and then gave me a kiss and said, "See ya next Monday." Scott asked, "Does every customer get a kiss at the end?" She said, "No, that service isn't included, but Britt is special and his is the only apartment I still clean. I'm too busy counting money the rest of the time." She left and Erica said, "Alright, what type of local service company should we look at?" I said, "I use a frame shop over on Second Street but I didn't know it was there until a friend told me about it." "Who buys frames?" Scott asked. "That's our job to figure out and then market to that set of customers," I said. "I've some ideas but don't want to take over so let's start brain storming again and then in twenty minutes we will stop and focus on what ideas we like and what ideas to trash. Then we can do the same for other businesses. Another option is that we can list other businesses first. We are at a huge advantage since we can pick the business instead of having to create something for whoever just walked through the door." Joyce said, "I have my hair cut locally." "I use the bike shop down the road," said Scott. Erica was writing again. We added a restaurant, car wash, bookstore, print shop, I added the head shop to have fun and provoke thought. Erica asked, "Anything else?" No one answered so we looked at the list. "Pros and cons?" asked Erica. I said, "I'm a lazy guy so I would rather promote something that most people don't think about versus having one company that competes with ten others on the block. Everyone that I know of has their hair cut or trimmed every so often and everyone has a place they already use. Do we really want to try to convince someone, that it is possible for them to get a better haircut somewhere else? That it will better for them to use our shop, because the people in our shop are nicer, more experienced and cheaper than where they currently go for a haircut. People go to different places to get their hair cut for different reasons. I like that the girl who cuts my hair wears short tops and I can see her boobs when she drops me back to give me a head massage and wash my hair." Scott said, "Where do you go, man?" I laughed and said to Joyce, "Is that what we should advertise? It seemed to bring in one new customer." Joyce said, "No, I go where I do, because she does a good job." Heather said, "I just want it to look nice for the $5 that I have to spend." Joyce said, "This could be hard. Let's look at the others but I would say that the restaurants would be the same and maybe the car wash, because you could really only sell price and location and location could be good for one person and bad for another." Erica said, "We are down to a print shop, book store, frame shop and a head shop." Heather said, "Book stores are either focused on school kids or recreational readers. The only one that would make sense using our criteria is the bookstore that sells schoolbooks but isn't part of the University. The only thing they offer is better prices and they only have that at the beginning of each semester. It would be like Shannon's cleaning business." "Does anyone use a print shop for noncommercial needs? Do they ever have someone who says, "Man, I wish I would have had that printed weeks ago?" Erica asked. Scott said, "I think that people who need printing simply go and find a printer or go to a certain shop because someone recommended it. However, we can say the same for framing so I say we knock those two out." I said, "I still like the frame shop but let's look at the rest and then we can talk about the differences." Scott said, "Since you're buying the beer and I'm getting another one, I'll indulge your request." He went and got another and asked if anyone needed anything while he was up. Joyce said, "The only one left is the head shop. I don't even know what that is." Heather said, "It is a place that sells tie dye, incense, and all kind of other hippie junk so they can sell bongs and pipes for smoking pot as well." Joyce said, "Is there even a head shop in town?" "Yes," came from three of us, and Heather would have made it four, but she hesitated. Joyce said, "Is it an easy project?" I said, "It would let all the kids that needed bongs know where to obtain one, or they could just ask the person they bought the pot from. That's what I did." I knew I'd just outed myself but I didn't think it would be a problem. Erica said, "Britt, since we've gone through everything and you brought up the frame shop, why don't you make a pitch for us." "Well, I'm a photographer and I've had some of my work framed. I can go to Kmart, buy a cheap frame and put my artwork in there but the results will be very plain. On the other hand, I can take it to a frame shop and they'll mat the picture, meaning that they put a border around it. They have frames that are cheap or expensive, plain or decorative." I took one of the frames off the wall and handed it to one person to pass it around the room. It was of the spires at Crater Lake. "Think about what it would look like if it were just a picture, all the way to the frame." Joyce said, "So the market would be artists." I said, "That would be one market. How about a family portrait or the picture from your last vacation that turned out awesome?" "We had a couple of those," she said. "So every family is a possible customer say two to four times a year." "That's a pretty big market," said Heather. "You can have specialty frames made or special ordered them. What if Scott was trying to protect his Farrah Fawcett poster from potential flying messes? He could have her framed and covered in glass for easy clean up." Joyce, the slow one, said, "Like what, a food fight?" "Thank you, Joyce, for protecting my honor," Scott said. Heather said, "He meant that Scott may make a mess or lose control when he jacked off while looking at the pictures. That's why Britt has had to frame every photo in his apartment." I loved the banter and said, "You're completely correct, Heather, and I had to pay extra to get them all done in one day when I heard Scott was coming over. I had them put double glass on the ones in the bathroom." Heather and Erica burst out laughing and Scott turned red but he still joined in. Joyce stood and looked at some of the photos and said, "These girls are nude." Scott, who hadn't even looked at the wall after he got his first beer, stood to look at them as well. Erica didn't want to lose control of the meeting and said, "All in favor of the frame shop say Aye." We had come up with our project. I said, "So, based on what Heather said earlier, our next step is to gather data on the products, services and competition. Do we want to do everything together or break up into teams?" Heather said, "Teams, we can get more done that way." "I don't know anything about art but I'm willing to do the leg work if needed," Scott volunteered. "Me, too." Joyce said. I said, "It sounds like we need a team to go to different stores like Kmart, the mall, drug stores and see what they have available. We want sizes and prices. If you could develop and enter a brief description like, Walgreens 5" by 7" plain black frames, with no matting, is $4.50. You can make a list and the more complete it is then the more we can find the differences between the competition and the similarities." Heather said, "We can work on what the store offers and pricing. We can also look at the potential customers and the needs they may have. After we have everything we can get together and review it as a group and then define our marketing approach and then build the campaign." "I think we have a plan." Erica said. "Is everyone OK with the groups and responsibilities?" Everyone said they were good and Scott and Joyce went over to the dining room table to work out a schedule to gather the information. They decided to first go to Kmart together and create a list and a design a system. Doing it this way, they would develop a consistent approach to gather the data if they went to places on their own. Since Scott wasn't in our group, we could meet and work during the afternoons if we wanted. They asked if we could go to the frame shop the next day after lunch. I said sure and offered to drive or ride with them or we could just meet there. Heather was in a dorm and said she could walk over to ride with me. Erica lived out at in apartment and said she could pick us up or meet us there. I didn't care and since I had a two-door car I said, "You can pick us up if you've room in the car, or we can meet there if you've a two-door car like me." Erica said, "I have a Toyota Corolla two-door so let's meet there around, say, 1:30. Is that OK?" We all agreed and met her there the next day. We spoke with Kelly and she gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek when I came in. We told her about our project and she said that if we wanted, she could schedule a time with the owner and her to present the plan before we presented it to the class. We thought that was a great idea and talked about the products, services, pricing, and her customers and why they came to her. It was still early so we went over to Penny's office. We walked in and Sheryl got up and gave me a hug and a kiss. I told her why we were there and she went back to talk to Penny. Penny stuck her head out of her office and said she could give us some time. We walked back and she gave me a hug and kiss before I introduced the other girls. We explained our project and she went through why she used the frame shop and where she saw other pros and cons. We had a good meeting and then I said we should go and visit a nearby portrait studio. When we got there, we found the manager was free and asked if he could spare a few minutes. We asked about their business approach and how they handled framing for their in-house jobs, and how that differed from the ones they referred out. We looked at the way they were working with a company sponsored frame shop, but the company had to ship every frame, and if required, they had to return those they didn't use. The turnaround time was almost six weeks. The kick back to the photo shop was only ten percent. I had to twist his arm but he knew I was trying to help so he gave up the information. We had also found that he was getting a twenty percent professional rebate based on volume. We finished for the day and stopped back at my place. We called Joyce and asked her to check in at the art supply store for frames but also to check on the need for frames by their customers and if they have a referral business for higher end work. She said they would add it to their list. They were going out tonight to get started. Erica said she was heading out and would see us tomorrow, while Heather stayed. When I offered her a drink, she asked for a beer. While I was in the kitchen she asked, "Why is it that every woman we met today gave you a hug and a kiss like Shannon did yesterday?" "Because, I give good hugs and great kisses. Would you like to give it a try?" I asked. "You're a smooth one. My mom told me to watch out for guys like you." I said, "I'm always looking for girls like you as well. You have a very quick mind and a sexual attitude that gets me interested in seeing if you can live up to what you're selling." She said, "What am I selling?" "You're a sexual being. You let that shine through. Some people like you are just cock teases, and the others wonder if we should get out of bed long enough for a shower and some food or if we can make it for another hour," I replied. "Do you have a girlfriend, Britt?" "No, but most of my friends are girls. I do have some friends with benefits and a sex slave though." "A sex slave, huh. Is she tied up in the basement?" This place doesn't have a basement. At the moment, she's at practice and I don't see her as often as I would like." "So, you want to tie me up, instead?" "I could arrange it. I have tennis tonight and will have one of my friends with benefits over tomorrow for dinner and a fuck before our meeting. I can tie you up after the meeting or during the meeting if that would turn you on more." "You would pass on me for tennis?" she asked. "What're you offering?" I asked. "We could have dinner and then you could tie me up and have your way like in the pictures." "Most of the kinky pictures are of my slave or the models who were slaves at the time of the shoot. Do you want to become my slave? Would you be OK with having two guys at once pleasing your body?" I asked. "Two guys?" "You know. Two tongues, two cocks, four hands, two bodies to play with you. I would have to ask the other guy but I think he would help us out." "That sounds interesting. Can you ask him?" "I expect him to stop by any minute. We changed our time to play to accommodate our meeting today. We were going to grab a slice of pizza and then go play tennis." She looked to the door and waited for the knock, but John was a few minutes late so I rubbed her shoulders and told her that she would have fun. John came in and I introduced him to Heather. Heather was a pretty girl with a dancer's body, long and lean. She had medium length brown hair and firm B cup breasts. I said, "John, we were just talking and were thinking about having sex. I told her that I had other plans with you. She asked if I would blow off the tennis match for her. I told her that it wouldn't be fair to you but that maybe we could skip the tennis and have a work out with Heather in the bed instead. What do you think?" John looked at me and said, "Are you being serious?" I looked to Heather and I'm not sure if she was agreeing or just looking John over, but her head was moving up and down. I said, "Why don't you give Cathy a call and let her know so she doesn't get pissed off later. I'm hungry and I don't want to have to stop to fix a sandwich, so I'll order a pizza." I called for the pizza first and then John called Cathy. It was funny to listen to him. "Hey Cath, I'm over at Britt's and he wants me to help him with this girl,"... "Well, to have sex with her"... "No, I'm just helping them out"... "maybe you should talk to Britt." The phone came my way. I said, "Hello darling, you never come to visit anymore." "What're you doing with my boyfriend?" she asked. "Well, nothing, but he and I'll both be doing things with Heather if you would just tell him to have fun and stop bitching around like a little girl." "Britt, don't turn him into you. I trust him. Tell him to have fun and wear a rubber on the slut." I said, "I think he would be more comfortable if you told him yourself." I handed the phone to John and after listening to Cathy he said, "I love you too. I'll wear condoms and fuck her hard for you. She'll be screaming out her pleasure." He turned to Heather and said, "Cathy said to tell you to have fun but not to expect this every week unless you invite her." Heather said, "You two are amazing. I'm shaking in fear and excitement about what's about to happen and you two are getting permission from John's girlfriend." I said, "John, you should probably call your mom for permission as well." They both looked at me and when they saw I was joking, they let their breaths out and sounded a nervous laugh. The pizza came and after we started to eat, I told Heather to get naked so we could enjoy the meal that much more. She surprised me by doing it without any protests. After we finished the food, we left everything on the table and went to my room. I told Heather to get on the bed. I did want Heather to enjoy it so I climbed between her legs and told John to let her suck him off and to play with her titties. I took my time and focused on the task. It was like when I was with Penny. Her pleasure was my biggest concern and my focus on her pleasure and remembering her responses to my actions led to three orgasms before John shot in her mouth. I slid on a rubber and she and John turned ninety degrees. He was lying on his back and they started to kiss while he felt her tits and she stoked his cock. I lined up my nine inches of fun and gave it to her. I could hear her moaning into John's mouth. I watched them and felt her do a little tilt thing with her hips on the withdrawal to drag my cock over her G-spot. She was thrusting back at me harder and faster. After head butting John the second time, he slid down and took her nipple into his mouth and focused on her, changing nipples from time to time as she flailed though another orgasm. I looked over to see that John was hard again. I said, "Heather, are you OK to keep going?" "Oh hell, yes." "Do you want John to fuck you when I'm done or do you want to have him in your ass at the same time as I fuck your cunt?" I asked. "I've never had my ass fucked. Does it feel good?" I said, "I have some lube that will help a bunch. They say it can hurt a little the first time, but I also hear that some women and some men love it." She said, "John, will you be gentle and fuck my ass? This is awesome with two men." John said, "Cathy denied me this just the other day. I would be happy to fuck your ass." He got on a rubber and lubed her ass and his cock very well. I got off and John got on her. It took almost five minutes until he was all the way in. He went slow and then started to build speed. She started to enjoy it. I slid underneath her and she maneuvered herself to take my cock in her pussy. John said, "Oh shit, I can feel your cock on mine inside her ass." We tried to both pull out and push in at the same time but couldn't make it work. We then tried alternating stokes and we all liked it. I would love to say that we went on for hours but with Heather stimulating us with her ass and pussy, John and I stimulating each other as we felt the others cock sliding in and out and Heather feeling two cocks at the same time, it was only a matter of minutes before we all exploded. Heather passed out, lying on my chest. John fell forward on her back and I had the weight of the world on me. John eased back and went into the bathroom to remove the nasty condom, and then he jumped in the shower. Heather came around a couple of minutes later with my cock still in her pussy. I asked, "Should we go another hour or stop for a shower and something to drink?" "I'm done. That was amazing. The best sex I ever had. I want to do it again immediately, and I never want to do it again because I'm exhausted. I'm confused but fulfilled." John came back with a towel on. He said, "Man that was crazy. I'm afraid to tell Cathy because she may want you to join us to make it fair." "I've fucked her before. Tell her fair would be for her to bring a friend to bed with you both." Heather said, "You've fucked John's girlfriend?" I said, "She was my sister first." "She's your sister?" "Well, she is now. My mom married her dad about a year ago. We aren't related by blood." "Oh, that was more freaking crazy than getting fucked in the ass. Thank you for being gentle, John. I think that now my body is too tired. I can't go again. Is that OK?" John said, "Sure, it was fun." I said, "And you can tell Cathy that you never fucked or licked her pussy all night." John said, "I'll tell her everything and let the chips fall. Thanks for inviting me to join you. I would bet that Cathy is upstairs waiting on me." Heather asked, "Do you want me to go up and thank her for sharing?" "I think that might be a great idea. Maybe Cathy will want a piece of your fine pussy," I said. John said, "Maybe she will, let's go see if she's here." She was upstairs waiting on John. She said, "I was in April's room across the hall listening to her moan and cum. You did good, baby." When Heather and I walked in Cathy's embarrassment at what she'd said was obvious, but we waved it off. Cathy said that she was horny and wanted John to take her to bed. I said, "Are you going to act rude, or are you going to ask Heather to join you?" Cathy said, "Are you up for it?" Heather said, "I'll pass, but when my ass feels better I just might entertain another three-way or maybe a four-way." Cathy said, "You fucked her ass? I bet you want mine now. Come fuck my ass, John. We will be waiting for your call, Heather." Cathy stepped up and kissed her lips. Heather and I walked down. She said, "I wasn't expecting this when I came over today." "Good, I like surprises. Why don't I walk you home and I can stop by and surprise my slave. She probably needs a spanking by now." I walked Heather back to her dorm. I stopped and looked expectantly. She said, "What?" "Most of the women I've fucked give me a hug and a kiss when we greet or say goodbye," I said. "You've hugged and kissed a lot of women." "I've fucked a lot of women." She gave me a hug and a kiss and said, "Thanks for the fun. See you in class tomorrow." ------- Chapter 55 I stopped by the dorm where Darcy lived but realized that I had never been inside. I went in and just started to wander around. There was a lot of music under the doors so I figured a lot of band members lived here. I asked if people knew where Darcy lived. If they said no, I asked about Kari, from person to person, I narrowed the search. I finally reached the floor and then went to the end of the hallway and then to the door. I knocked and waited. I didn't hear anything. So I knocked again. Maybe they hadn't heard me the first time or were out. The door cracked open. I looked down and Darcy looked scared. I asked if I could come in. She looked at the floor and said, "Yes, Master." I let myself in and saw Kari on the bed and a naked Sheryl on her knees. There was also a naked guy in the room on the chair behind Sheryl. I turned and walked out, pissed as hell. I knew I didn't have the right to feel pissed, since I had just double teamed Heather, and here I stood pissed about what they were doing. I was giving her space to study and practice her music, even to live with Sheryl, but not to fuck with Kari and a guy while I sat at home. I was about to cry. I felt like my heart was exploding. Kari had promised Sheryl to me when she hit the mark, and there she was with a guy (not me) naked. I walked quickly out of the dorm and didn't even try to make it to my apartment. I hopped on the Harley and just opened it up. I was wearing sneakers, jeans, a t-shirt and a helmet. I made it out to University Avenue and went west. When I got to I-75, I went under it going west and opened it up. I was lucky that the roads were empty and no cops were out because I was barely under a 100 for a long time until I realized my nipples had ice on them, or at least it felt that way. I stopped by a field and just screamed at the top of my lungs. I was so upset I was shaking ... I had set up my life so I could be selfish and unattached. I wanted freedom and I had all the freedom in the world. I had given the freedom to Darcy and she took it. I felt like she'd stabbed me in the back, but I had given her the knife, so logically, it was mostly my fault. Inside I was fifty years old, but I was acting like a kid and I needed to get my shit together. I had no clue where I was., so I turned around and looked for landmarks from my ride out, but going the other way at 120 miles per hour was not working too well. It was midnight and I realized that I was lost. I noticed that the town I was in looked empty. There were no lights on at the gas stations, or on any other store. I thought about going back up to 100 mph to see if I could get a cop interested enough to show me the way. The adrenalin rush that I had before was gone. I was over my rage, and I felt exhausted. I finally found the west coast of Florida and a gas station that was open twenty-four hours which saved me from sleeping on a park bench. I turned around and made it home around 3 AM. I let myself in and Darcy was in the living room on the couch. She was asleep, but her face looked like she'd been crying. I put a pillow under her head and a blanket over her. I went in and climbed in bed. I was glad that I had Heather help me change the sheets when we finished. I felt like my head had just touched the pillow when I felt Darcy climb on top of me. I kissed her and pulled her in front of me and went back to sleep. I woke at 8:15 and my first class of the day was 8:30. I jumped up and took a piss. I jumped in the shower for less than a minute to wash my hair and pits. I ran a towel on my head and brushed my hair and ran out the front door with a toothbrush in my mouth. I tossed the toothbrush in a trashcan and spit on the grass on my way into my marketing class. I was only two minutes late. The teacher called us up in groups to talk about what we had decided to work on. All of the ideas we had trashed as impossible to receive an A on, the other groups confidently proclaimed they would conquer. The professor asked the class to critique what each group presented and point out the obstacles they would have to overcome to show success. The first group wanted to market a new soda. Scott took all the reasons why we passed on that product and tossed it in their faces. I was quiet and still had a lot on my mind. The next group went local with a haircutting place. Joyce took this one and even mentioned that she knew a guy that went where he did because the girl rubbed her tits on him while she worked. She asked how they were going to market against that. I was quiet but as they came up one by one, people from my group would throw back at them the reasons that we didn't take those approaches. It was finally our turn. We were given a minute to prepare and I said, "Now that you have kicked in the teeth of every other group, let's go see if they have nice things to say to us." Heather smiled and said, "Fuck 'em." Erica was our spokesperson. She laid out the store that we were going to market as a local frame shop. Our goal is to increase sales by 20%. One girl said, "I know a girl who gets her framing done at a shop that has a cute guy. How are you going to market against that?" Everyone knew she was just trying to bust our balls. You have to love Heather. She said, "We are going to have Britt and Scott stand out front in their G-strings and hold a sign for the big sale. Next." The class laughed and the professor smiled. He asked some questions about what we have done so far. Erica said, "We have decided on the type of company we want to market. We then broke up into groups. One group is collecting price and style data on their main competitors. The other group has already met with the frame shop's management team, and, in addition, interviewed two of the three main vertical markets they serve. We are also interviewing some potential markets that they're not attracting now, so in the future, we can add additional revenue. We are meeting tonight to merge the data and discuss and combine our ideas about the way to focus our efforts and the message we want to put forth to the different markets." The professor said, "This is a good start, everyone. For those of you that received constructive criticisms please think about how you are going to address them and develop answers to those issues. I look forward to seeing what you have on Monday. Have a good weekend and stay safe." When we walked out Heather gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Erica asked, "What's up with all of the hugging and kissing?" Heather said, "He's good at it." They were all going to meet at my place at six. We said good-byes and headed out. I went to my finance class with Dr. Stahl and then back to the apartment. Darcy was there. I said, "Hey you, don't you have class?" "I do, but I need to talk with you. You scared me last night." "I promise not to surprise you in the future. If I want to see you, I'll call and see if you are free. I'm sorry, Darcy." "I have always wanted you to just show up and when you did, it was the worst timing in the world. Where did you go?" "I took my Harley and I tried to break the speed of sound barrier. I was running down several country roads in the pitch dark, at 120 miles per hour. I finally calmed down enough to scream at the moon and cry over the loss of the closest lover that I ever had. I was mad at myself for not committing to you and getting the same in return. I was mad at my selfishness in keeping my freedom and not giving you yours. You had on a shirt but I'm assuming either you took off your necklace or had it clasped. I'm sorry if I scared you but you're free to live your life. I'm not willing to make a lifetime commitment and never demanded one from you. I'm fine now, I'm over my rage and I'll be able to move on. I'll always love you and care for you, and as long as you're happy, then I'm happy for you." She stood there with her mouth wide open. "I was ready for you to beat me but not dump me. I have never taken off my leash and I have never clasped my leash. I want you. I don't ever want to become liberated from you." "Then maybe you should explain what was going on in your room when I saw my slaves' slave naked with another guy after you promised her to me when she reached the point where she would earn her prize. I saw that boy naked with her." I said. "Kari was bitching that her new boyfriend was lousy at eating pussy. He came by and I said something to him. Well to make a long story short, Sheryl was going to teach him how to eat pussy and Kari was the pussy she was going to eat. I didn't think it was fair that Kari was the only one naked, so I made Sheryl get naked in my room and made James get naked for his lesson. She was, well, in the lesson when you knocked. We waited for whoever knocked to leave but then you knocked again. Since I was the only person dressed, I checked the door. I was not going to deny you anything Master, so when you asked to come in I said, "Yes". You saw the results of what I described." "OK." "OK what?" she asked. "OK, I misread what was happening and I overreacted. I'm sorry." "Will you still love me, Master? I was so scared. I almost called the police. Kari and Sheryl have both called here a bunch of times but I wouldn't let them come over. If you were so mad my only wish was that you would want to beat me but not hurt them." "I would kill myself first if I couldn't take the pain. I guess I almost did last night. I had a threesome yesterday with John upstairs and a girl from my marketing class. I missed you and even if it were only long enough for a kiss from you, I was going to interrupt your studying. When I saw that you weren't studying or practicing your music, or training your slave, but instead you had time to have an orgy without me, it crushed me. I was in such a rage I was out of control. I drove so hard and so fast that I got totally lost. I found the Gulf of Mexico before I knew which way to get back here. I miss you all the time but I leave you alone to live your life. Sometimes I walk around my apartment and just look at your pictures and wish you were here, but I know you have other obligations." "Britt, if you want, I'll be here more. I can live in your guest room if you want. I do have things to do but you're ahead of all of my friends, including Sheryl. I need to do my music and classes, but everything else is expendable." "Come here, my pet. I've missed you. If we work together, we will work this whole thing out." She came and jumped into my arms and we kissed. We made out like school kids and by the time we made it to the bed, we were both naked. I lay down and she rode my cock cowgirl style. She pinched her nipples, rode me, and called for me to cum in her. She said, "I ran over here last night and haven't been home. I didn't take my pill today. Plant your seed in me. I want your seed in me. Mark me as yours." I shot off in her and she fell forward on my chest. She told me that she should get back to her dorm to get ready for practice. She said, "Tomorrow is Thursday. I'll spend the night and we will talk this through. I expect you to spank me for scaring you, Master. I'm sorry that I have neglected you and not paid as much attention as I should have. I had no right to leave you alone so Kari can get better head. She will never train him to become as good as you are and that's what she really wants. ------- Later, after I completed my schoolwork, the marketing gang got together and each had a peanut butter and banana sandwich except Erica who wanted jelly with her peanut butter for some reason. We discussed and compiled the data, and it seemed that all the stores except for some import type stores at the mall had the same plain boring frames with no matting. Although they had lower prices than those at the frame store, their products looked cheaper as well. We decided to work on three fronts. The first was selling great memories to families. We could show the same photo in a cheap frame and then a professionally produced frame. The second would be to decorators. After completing the framing process, they would have a higher-end look. They could pass the price through to the customer at retail and get a rebate from the store. They would need to deal with them as direct marketing to avoid conflict with the public. There were several private photographers for portraits, weddings and other events. They could sell the framed prints in their premium packages and be as competitive as if they went to the frame shop after the fact. They would make twenty percent on the services where others did the work. This would be another direct marketing piece. To get this done, we would need to make a flier for the interior designers and photographers, and include the stores that sell art supplies and photography equipment. The theme to the public campaign would be selling memorable moments. We brainstormed ideas. We decided on the slogan "Making Special Moments More Special." We went with the before and after photos concept. Instead of using a wedding picture, we would use a family in front of the Grand Canyon. We considered using a Christmas tree but we wanted non-Christians to buy frames too. We wanted to show that special moments were also everyday moments. After we went back and forth, we changed our mind to include different photos in the same ad. If it ran four weeks in the paper, we would change the photo from a vacation to a birthday to a family portrait and then the Christmas tree made a recovery. We would use kids blowing out the candle of the first birthday and granny would be with the family at Christmas. We wanted everyone to think, "That could be someone from my family." For the direct mail piece, we would focus on the higher quality of the products and the ability to make their great work look even better. For using this approach, our customer would receive a payment for giving us the privilege of helping them. Heather was a graphics genius and took on the flier and the ad layout. The group gave me the task of getting pricing for different types of ads. Erica was going to get photos we could use and Scott and Joyce were going to make calls out to different areas to see if they would consider shipping to our store if the price was right and turnaround time and quality guaranteed. We were going to meet after class on Monday but at this point, we were flying. The planning on the front end was paying off now. Thursday after class, I called to Orlando and asked to speak with Marshal Petersen. John's dad said, "Britt, you don't waste any time calling in favors." I said, "Mr. Petersen, I'm just trying to help you remove a real liability from your balance sheet." "Well put, Britt, how can I help you?" "I'm working on a project for my marketing class and needed to get some pricing on advertising in newspapers, billboards, TV and direct mail. Since you own all of those I was hoping you could help me out so I don't get hung up on as soon as they find out that there isn't a commission at the end of the call." "Britt, you're a cheap date. Give me your number where I can reach you and you'll have your answers in a couple of hours," he said. I gave him my number and thanked him. "Britt, I'll have the accountant take it off the books, but still feel free to call if you need anything." We said good-bye and I started my homework. Thirty minutes later, I got a call. "Hey Britt, my name is Mr. Jefferies, and Mr. Petersen asked me to give you a call about ad pricing." "Thank you for calling." I said and then went through the list of things I needed. "Britt, I just work for the paper. What size ad, what section, what days, color or black and white?" I asked him some questions and he answered them all. Once I had all the information, I hung up. The phone rang again. We went through the same thing with billboards. The phone rang again for TV and then again for direct mail. I had all the answers I needed and then called Marshal. His secretary put me through again. "Twice in a day, you must really need an A." "That's all I get, sir. But that isn't why I was calling." "What can I do for you?" he asked. "Mr. Petersen, this is hard for me to say, but I think you need my help. Your business model sucks." "Britt, those are pretty harsh words but I'm going to hear you out." I said, "I apologize up front for what I'm going to say. All of the people I spoke to were very nice and very knowledgeable but it seems that the system design limits your sales. I had to talk to four different people for you to get all of my business. What if I used your newspaper but then used someone else for billboards, TV and direct mail. If someone called one of my sales specialists, I would learn the needs of the customer first and then make suggestions about how each of my businesses could work together to help him out. I would give discounts for additional services. "Mr. Jones, if we do a direct mail to the ten neighborhoods surrounding your location we should change your newspaper ad from just the weekend to all seven days of the week. If you make the billboard ad for a year, we will run a 5" by 7" on the inside of the garden section every Saturday in Mr. Green Thumb. If you run your TV ad during the prime time at full price, we will run it an additional four times between midnight and 7 AM and we will run a 3" by 5" ad for you in the Sunday paper." You can both up-sell and cross-sell your services. Then they'll either use the other services or continue to buy premium spots for the rewards. Your guys could be either responsive in their selling or clearly be mere order takers. When I asked about the ad in the paper, I was expecting to hear, "a 5" by 7" color ad on the weekend will give you the biggest bang for your buck. If we put it in the family calendar section, the people who'll see it are people who value their time with their family. They would be most likely to respond to a way that they can capture and preserve those special times." Instead, I got a series of questions "Size, number of days, location and color or black and white?" "They were all nice, friendly, professional and knowledgeable but they were selling ads instead of solving my problems. I was calling for you to solve my problems not to buy ads." "Britt, I have the best people and the best products available. I have never looked at sales the way you just said and I make more money than I can count. What you just said makes perfect sense. We do know what they need and we do know how to help them out, but we take the approach that we don't want to come across as pushy. The other issue is that the sales manager at the paper is afraid the sales guy will sell TV ads. The TV guy is afraid they will sell billboards. As the owner, I know that this cycle is hurting me. I'm excited about what this could do. We are always trying to fill a TV slot at night or something in the paper. I could even see giving away billboard space to a big enough customer. I'm going to set up a test group that will have the actual flexibility to cross over and up sell multiple products. I'll see how they do versus our standard process and then make the call. I guess I owe you another one." "What about considering two percent of the difference between the old average per customer and the new average per customer for a year?" "Only two percent, you really are a cheap date. I'll see you later, Britt." I was leaning back in my chair when the door opened and closed. Darcy was here and she wanted me. I stayed in that position as she sucked me then cleaned me then got me hard again. She tried to climb on my cock, but when she got close to cumming, I just stood up and carried her naked to my bed. After I had my second orgasm, I took her over my knee and paddled her with the ping-pong paddle. She counted and when I stopped, she said the last number again until I hit her again. She finally got her cum from just my spanking her and then she lost her enthusiasm for counting. We talked some more and she asked if she could move in. "I want to live with you so I can take care of you, Britt." In one way, I would love her to live here. On the other hand, I didn't want to give up my freedom or take hers. I said, "I would love to have you here, but I won't even let my sister live here. You're the only one I have ever even considered and I'm having mixed feelings. Let me think about it. OK?" "I understand, Sir. Let me know what you decide." I said, "Football season will be over in a few weeks. That will give you and us more time. I think that will be enough to close the gap that we have." "Yes, Sir, you're probably right." I know it is early in the year, but the girls across the hall are all seniors. I know the landlady and I can get you a spot and if you have friends, there are three bedrooms you could have three girls, or if you have a slave in your bed maybe four. These places run $750 a month. After I move out you could move in here for your last year until you graduate. "I'll ask Daddy about that when I go home. I think what you said would be best, but I still miss you whenever you aren't with me," she said. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" "Please tie me up and fuck me, Master." I tied her up and then there was a knock at the door. John said, "Get your shit; I have to take you out for dinner. Dad just called and told me that you called and told him his sales practices sucked. Did you really say that?" "I did, but I felt bad about it after I said it." "Son of a bitch you have balls. Anyway, he walked down to the sales manager's office and told him to take a sales call. They do it all the time so it wasn't a big deal. When he was finished, he told him to do it your way. The first sale was for $400. He made the next call with a similar company and when he used the new approach, the sale was for $1,000. He said if this was typical that you would be able to retire by the end of next year. What did that mean?" "It means that your dad took my joke seriously. My shirt is in the den, can you grab my flip-flops out of my closet in the bed room?" John came back, "You are a mother fucker. Dad told me that he wanted to hear what happened when I told you. Should I mention that you blew off the naked girl tied to your bed so you could spend his money on a steak dinner?" "No, go get a nice pair of slacks and a tie and jacket. Call Cathy and tell her to get on a dress and that we are going to dinner on your dad." I told Darcy that we were going to dinner but she needed to hurry home and dress up. I promised her she could suck my cock on the way home and I would fuck her all night. I called down to Bern's and made reservations. When John and I were ready, we took his car since it was a larger four-door. I let Cathy ride up front and then we picked up Darcy. She put on the little black dress. I told her she had panty lines and she took them off. John told Cathy that she had panty lines and she said, "They didn't bother you fifteen minutes ago." I told him to head out to the interstate, that the place was a little south of here. He nodded and said to Cathy, "You also thought that anal sex was gross until Heather had so much fun, but then you changed your mind. I thought you would like to keep up with the trends." I said, "Darcy also keeps her pussy bald so I can suck it and lick it without getting hair in my teeth. Maybe you should work on your submissive side before you get your ass slapped." Darcy said, "I would definitely get my ass slapped if I talked that way to you, Master." "You're being a feisty little cunt. Maybe I should smack you for talking to my sister that way." Darcy said, "Yes, Sir" as she lifted her dress and lay over my lap. She was facing the wrong way so I had to scoot over and she had to turn around. I smacked her five times and she counted. She also thanked me for loving her enough to correct her. Cathy said, "OK already" and lifted her dress to take off her underwear. When we got near Ocala John asked, "What exit is it?" I said, "It's a little further. I'll let you know." When we got to I-4, I told him to go west. He then got on I-75 and then off onto the local roads to Bern's. I said, "I hope when your dad takes a shit that it is gold bricks because we have arrived at the only place I go for steaks in Florida." He said, "He pays my credit card bill. I just hope he doesn't have a heart attack when he opens it." "He made an extra $600 today. I would imagine that it wouldn't be too much more than that." When I walked in the maître de said, "Welcome to Bern's. It is nice to see you again, Mr. Britton. Your table is ready. Please follow me." When we all sat down, Cathy asked, "How did he know who you were?" "I told you I come here when I want steak." Darcy said, "My man is a man to know, so they make sure they do, when he walks in." I looked over and said, "We aren't in the car. Are you sure you want your spankings here in the restaurant?" "I'm sorry, Sir. I'm sorry, Cathy." John said, "You weren't kidding about the prices. My dad will shit a brick." I said, "He will but then he'll laugh and say, "Boys will be boys." He will appreciate that we drove four hours round trip just to pull one over on him." We all had dinner, drinks and then went upstairs for dessert. Darcy had some hot fudge in the corner of her mouth so I gave her a kiss to help her clean up before heading home. I had John drive and I had Darcy suck me off. Cathy looked over and gave a play-by-play to John. I asked John to pull over on the side of the interstate. He asked me if I was OK and I had Cathy get in the back and then I told John that I would drive the rest of the way. Darcy was in the front seat masturbating slowly and Cathy was in the back giving John a blowjob. She started to climb on and he said, "Later." I invited them in and he asked if he could call his dad. I said, "Sure." I could hear only John's half of the conversation. "Hey Dad ... Yeah we just got back ... Well, I went down and told him what had happened. I just said dinner. He asked me to get his flip-flops and he had a girl tied to his bed naked ... I went out and asked him if he was going to leave her tied up while we went for a steak dinner. You'll never believe what he did ... Well, he told me to go get dressed ... when I came down he had on a jacket and tie ... we picked up Cathy and Darcy; she was wearing a dress by now ... He told me to drive south and I thought that maybe we were going to the Steak and Ale in Ocala ... Well no. He told me to keep going; he said there was only one place that he went for steak ... No we didn't get on the turnpike for Orlando we kept going south to I-4 ... no, West ... Yeah, some place called Bern's, I had never heard of it ... Oh, you have? ... Yes, I know I had to pay the bill ... He wasn't lying. They recognized him and welcomed him by name when we walked in ... You may want to have Mom open the credit card bill because of your heart ... He said that since you made an extra $600 today that you could almost afford the dinner ... He said that you would eventually laugh about it but I didn't think it would be this soon ... Yes, sir ... Yes, sir ... Here he is." I took the offered phone and said, "Hello Mr. Petersen. Thanks for dinner, the Chateaubriand was fabulous as usual and John really got a kick out of going to a different place in the same restaurant for dessert. He wanted to try the $150 glass of cognac but I told him the Hennessey was just as good. So I saved you over $100." "You really drove to Tampa? How did you find it?" "I wanted to impress a woman so I found the nicest steakhouse in Florida and I've been going there ever since." "Didn't you just turn eighteen?" "Yes, but she's a little older and appreciates the finer things in life." "Britt, John was right. You aren't good for my heart. I'm glad you enjoyed the meal. Have a good night." I thanked John for dinner. John grabbed Cathy by the hand and said, "Britt, I'm learning a lot from you." They left. I lay Darcy flat on the mattress face down with her hands pinned down over her head, as I fucked her from behind. It wasn't the easiest or most comfortable fuck but when we finished she knew that someone had really fucked her. She had a very satisfied smile on her face as she drifted off to sleep. ------- Chapter 56 There was another home game this weekend. I spent Friday morning with Darcy, but she had to go to practice in the afternoon. John came down and asked, "Dad was wondering if he and Mom could stay at your place. Auburn is in town and there are no rooms, or at least nice rooms, available. Mr. Overstreet your attorney told Dad that he and Beth stayed in your guest room and Dad was hoping not to have to drive up and back." "That's fine with me but he may see some pictures on the wall, or a naked girl fixing breakfast, or a bong out on the desk. I don't change my lifestyle when people stop by." "I'm not sure about the pot, but I think that Mom and Dad might be looking forward to some of the other stuff." "I have a ticket stub but haven't picked up any tickets yet so maybe I can sit with you and Cathy." John said. "I already have my tickets with Cathy, but if you get a ticket I'm sure we can squeeze you in." I walked over to the athletic dorm and they always give you crap when you try to get in. I saw Wilma and said, "Hey sexy, looking for a date?" She said, "You only call me as a last resort." "About that, I was hoping you would get me in to see Dani as a surprise but if you want me to eat your pussy you can take me to your room first." I said. "Come on. If she isn't there I may reconsider the roll in the hay." She took me to Dani's room and she called in, "If you don't have any clothes on then stay that way. I brought you a present." Dani had on the tightest shorts and a crop-top half-shirt. She gave me a big hug and said, "Hey stranger, you never come by and see me." "I had to scale the walls of the stadium and hang glide across to the dorm to get past your security. You only have to knock at my place," I said. "Poor baby. What cha want?" "You know John, from upstairs? Well, his parents are coming to town for the game and they wanted some chicken and waffles. I could fix them and then tell them how good yours are or you could fix them for us." Before Dani could answer, Wilma said, "I want to come." Dani said, "I usually make them after I spend the night." "Wilma can sleep with us." I said. Dani said, "OK, will it freak them out?" "John thinks they may want to feel freaked out. They keep hearing stories so they want to see if they're true. Having you two tonight and then Darcy after the game should give them something to talk about to their friends. You can stay tomorrow too if you want." "The way that girl eats pussy I may have to," Dani said. Wilma said, "I better not, I have to wash my hair." "Chicken little slut," Dani teased. I said, "Have you already got your tickets for tomorrow? I always seem to forget until the very last-minute." "Me too," said Wilma. Dani said, "Give me your stub and I'll get tickets with Britt. You can take mine and sit with Marcus and Cammy." I gave my stub to Dani and asked if she wanted anything else to eat or drink. She said, "Whatever you have is fine with me. Make sure you have enough for how many people who want my world-famous chicken and waffles" "World famous, huh?" "Yep, at the breakfast we did for the team, one of our shot put guys is from Hungry. He liked them and told his momma. World famous." I said, "I'll tell you, they deserve the praise. Shave close, maybe Wilma can help you." I went back to my place and asked John to go to the store with me. I got extra chicken, flour, and some of the seasonings I knew about. We went to the liquor store for a big bottle of JD and some beer we were also so very lucky to find a bottle of Balvenie thirty year-old single malt scotch. John said, "Dad is a big scotch drinker but I have never heard of this one. It's pricy." "Did you enjoy your steak at Bern's?" "Of course." "This is the difference between Steak and Ale and Bern's. You can taste the difference but you have to pay for it." "I'll take your word and maybe have a sip." His parents came in around six and I let them in so they could store their gear. Marshal said, "I'm sorry for the short notice. We appreciate you letting us stay here." I used his first name when I said, "Marshal, you and your family are always welcome in my home. I must warn you that I'm a college kid who works hard and plays hard. I get almost straight A's and more pussy than a room full of cats. I have my weekends to play and I didn't cancel too many plans. I drink, I smoke and I have wild sex. You and your wife are free to join us for as much as you want or not at all. I hope I'm not offending you. If so, I can get John to stay down here or maybe one of the girls from upstairs." "Britt, I think we'll stick around. If it gets to be too much, we can always lock the door to our room." "Then let me get you a drink. Scotch, OK?" I asked. "Scotch is perfect. Two fingers neat." I asked, "Mrs. Petersen. It sounds like we are going to have a fun time this weekend. May I call you Peggy?" "Please do, Britt." "May I get you something to drink?" "Scotch is fine with me as well. I don't drink as fast as he does, but I do enjoy the taste." I poured three glasses and carried them to the living room. Darcy had her wine and John had a beer. I handed out the glasses and said, "A toast. To good friends and good times. May we always have both." We all clinked glasses and Marshal looked at me as he drank his scotch. He got up and walked into the kitchen to look at the bottle. He came back and said, "Peggy, you know how you were bitching about the cost of a couple of steaks that someone we know ordered and billed to us?" "Yes, dear." "Well, the cost of the steaks is inside your glass. Enjoy it." "It is good; we should switch to this stuff at home." Marshal said, "I'll think about it." We all sat down and Darcy sat on my lap. Peggy didn't sit but walked around the room. She said, "Marshal, Can you believe it? Britt took every one of these pictures. There is even one of John in the hallway." He jumped up and went to the hall. Marshal said, "I thought you meant our son, not our new attorney. I was glad you weren't posing with a pregnant woman, son." We all chuckled at that. I told Darcy, "We are going to miss you in the morning. Dani is fixing breakfast." "She's spending the night? I feel so bummed out because I can't be here. Tell her I miss her." "She might still be here before you go, so you can tell her yourself." I stroked her and rubbed her legs. I asked Marshal, "Did you ever work out a deal with Kurt for his businesses?" "I think so, but we have to pay attorneys a few thousand more before they will let us complete our deal. Kurt is coming over as the CFO of the companies and will be moving to Orlando. I had the same sales manager take a few more calls in our trial and we got an average of a 40% bump in sales." "Sorry, Peggy. He will be worth so much; he will keep you forever because he couldn't bear to part with your half." "I'll have to live with it. Poor, poor me." I asked if everyone had eaten and they all said yes. I hadn't, so I got out some cheese and crackers and some hummus that I had made with hot sauce and blue cheese. I also made myself a ham sandwich and ate it while in the kitchen. I carried in the tray and Marshal asked what it was. I said, "Some brie and some smoked Gouda with crackers. I also made some hummus, which is a Middle Eastern dish of chickpeas, sesame paste, olive oil and lemon juice. It takes on flavor well. I added some Cajun spiced sauce to heat things up and the blue cheese for the tang and to cool things off." Peggy tried it and said, "That is interesting. It is spicy but not too bad. I have never had that before." Dani made it over and she had her backpack with her. I invited her in and introduced her around. She took a Jack and Tab sat on the couch between Peggy and me. Darcy had met her at the door with a hug and kiss and then settled back on my lap. We talked about Dani's running and about track in general. Darcy said, "I have to leave in about an hour. Would you mind if I took some time to say good-bye to Britt and Dani?" Marshal said, "No, go right ahead." Peggy said, "Please, don't let us stop you." I said, "Darcy, the way you said that you sounded like a slut in heat. So get naked, so they can see your bitch in heat walk to the bedroom for the fuck you really want." "Yes, Sir. I'm sorry Marshal and Peggy. I will not see Britt until tomorrow night and I don't see Dani often enough so I want to be with them. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you or my Master. I'm sure he will punish me for it." By the time she finished talking, she was standing there naked with her clothes in her hand. Peggy said, "Be a good slut and keep your head up." "Yes ma'am. Thank you." I grabbed the leash part of her necklace and I led her down the hall. While we were in the other room, I left the door open. They heard the twenty smacks and the counting. They heard Dani tell the little slut where her tongue was doing the best job and they heard her beg for the entire nine inches. We came back out about forty-five minutes later and Dani and I had on shorts and t-shirts. We sat in the same spots as before. Peggy asked Darcy to sit on her lap. John had gone over to get Cathy. Peggy looked at Darcy's necklace. She said, "Tell me about your necklace." Darcy said, "It is my slave collar. I can take it off and I'm telling Master that at this time I do not want to become a slave. I can clasp the necklace so that the tassel doesn't pull the chain through the loop so it can't tighten around my neck. In this position, it is also a signal that I do not want to become a slave at this time. Since Britt gave me the necklace, I have never once taken it off or hooked the clasp. I'm Britt's slave. It is also twenty-two karat gold and very pretty. I get a lot of compliments on it." Peggy said, "It is very pretty and you are a lucky girl to have it." "Yes ma'am, I'm very lucky. Will you be here tomorrow after the game? We can talk some more then. I have to get back to my dorm for the bed check." Peggy said, "I think we will still be here so we can talk." Dani asked Peggy, "Do you have a necklace like that?" Her question surprised me, but I was even more surprised when Peggy said, "I have a necklace or a collar that means the same thing but I have never seen anything like that. Where did you get it Britt?" "I designed it and had it made." "Oh, that is odd; I saw another one the other day at the club. A young lady was wearing it." I asked, "Was it clasped?" "No it was dangling." I got up, picked up the phone, and called Robin's apartment. She answered. "Hey what are you up to this weekend?" Robin replied, "Nothing, I was going to do some reading tomorrow and relax on Sunday." "Are you wearing your necklace unclasped right now?" "Yes, Sir." "Good. Come up here. I have some women who have wet pussies and you can help them out." "Yes, Sir. I'll leave right away." "Peggy, you found another of my slaves. You win the prize. She can sleep with you and Marshal tonight." "She is a hot little thing. And her tits are wonderful." "Yes, they are." I got up and said, "Marshal, come see who is on her way up here to sleep with you." I showed him Robin's pictures on the wall and asked, "This is your weekend so what do you want to happen?" "Would you be up for a swap?" he asked. "I'll swap in the same room but I have made a promise to protect my slaves and I really don't know what you are like in the bedroom." He said, "That is a fair and smart thing to do. What about Dani?" "She is here to cook breakfast and the rest is up to her." We went back to the living room and I said, "Dani, I have been given permission to fuck Marshal's slave, Peggy. I told Marshal that you are free to do what you want but that he could have Robin when she gets here. You make the call and let Marshal know." "Did you bring a condom or should I get you one of Britt's," she asked. "Can you get me one?" Marshal asked. I looked at Peggy and said, "Please make that a total of three." Dani is like Shannon that she always steps into the role that someone presents to her. She dropped the rubbers on the table and dropped her shorts. She sat back and said, "Mr. Petersen, I, um, Johnny said he had to finish his homework. He said I could wait for him here. I was having a problem. My pussy had an itch and when I started to rub it, I got all wet and sticky. Now I have a wet and sticky pussy and I don't know what to do. I don't want to get my shorts all messy. Can you please help me, Mr. Petersen?" He walked over, ran his finger up her slit, and then licked his finger. He said, "You are a yummy little girl." She switched over and said, "Oh Daddy, can you lick me clean. Please, Daddy." Marshal got down on his knees to lick her pussy. "Yes Poppy, oh Daddy that feels so good. It looks all pink and wet. You feel so good, Daddy, yes" Marshal was munching her nub and fingering her. I stood Peggy up, she stripped, and I bent her over the arm of the couch. As I rolled on a condom, we watched Dani pull Marshal into her pussy. She said, "Oh Daddy, I have an itch deep inside." He reached for the rubber and pulled out his seven inches and he pushed it into Dani. Marshal said, "Oh baby girl, you feel so good." "Daddy you are so big. You are stretching me so good. You don't have to worry about my pink pussy making you all messy. I haven't had my period for almost two weeks. You can fuck me hard and not worry about getting bloody. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me hard and spray that fun juice in me. Oh Daddy, you are so hard; make it harder and make me yours." Peggy was enjoying the larger cock that was splitting her while her Master was fucking a young black girl who was younger than her son was. She grew more excited and I then reached around to pull on her nipples. She had her own hand on her clit. Dani could feel Marshal getting close and was working hard to get there herself. She was throwing her hips up to impale herself hard onto Marshal's dick. They were both huffing and puffing and he blasted into the condom. I picked up the pace myself and Peggy got off hard. I wasn't done so I moved her to Dani's pussy so Marshal could watch and help him get back in the game. Peggy did the face plant into Dani. I grabbed her hard on the hips and could feel her working her muscles to grab and squeeze my cock. Dani said, "Oh Mommy that is good. Better than last night. I didn't tell Daddy, just like you said. This is our secret, the way you make my coochie squirm with pleasure. I love the way your tongue fucks my little pussy." I was pounding into her. Peggy had cum a second and third time. Marshal was back up and he was stroking himself. Dani said, "Mommy, I'm having that feeling again, the 'gasm thing that you gave me yesterday. Give me that big 'gasm and I won't tell Daddy the fun game you taught me. I'm so close Mommy. I'm cumming. Oh, yes. Thank you, Mommy. Thank you." Peggy got off again and then I filled my condom. She rolled over and collapsed on the couch. I took off the condom and presented her with my cock. I said, "It isn't clean, help me out." She took me, cleaned me, and then sucked me until I was hard again. I looked over to see Dani had her shorts on. Marshal was sitting on the chair. Peggy was lying on the couch trying to catch her breath. She started to put on her shirt and I took it from her and put it on the chair. I handed her drink to her. She sipped it and I said, "Thank you, Peggy. You are a good fuck. You must do those pussy exercises every day." "Thank you, Sir. I do try." Dani said, "You eat pussy really well. Thank you, ma'am." I said, "You know I had sex with your son." "What do you mean?" she asked. "I was fucking this girl and he came in and fucked her ass while I was fucking her pussy. I have never fucked an ass before but if Marshal wants to, I have another condom. Have you ever been double-penetrated before, baby?" "No, I haven't." I looked at Marshal and he nodded. I went to get the lube and when I came back, he was on the couch and she was facing him with his cock in her cunt. I put lube on my condom and then her ass. I started to push into her ass, but it was slow to stretch out to accommodate me. It took a long time to get there but once I was inside her, we then started to rock and roll, slip and slide. I got a rhythm going in and out, as she worked up and down on Marshal. Dani tweaked her nipples and said, "Oh Mommy, you slut. You are fucking two men. I'm going to tell Daddy and he is going to smack your ass when he gets home. Oh Mommy, you little whore. You are such a nasty Mommy. When your boyfriends finish, they said you were going to let them fuck me. Please, Mommy, don't let those two big men fuck my little coochie and poopie hole. Mommy, you fuck those big nasty men." Like the last time, we all came quickly and we all came close together. I grabbed a tissue and removed the condom. I then picked up all the wrappers and I got rid of them. I pulled on my shorts, sat next to Dani, and squeezed her hand. Robin finally made it soon after that and I gave her a hug. "Robin, someone told me that you were walking around unclasped at the club. That same person wanted to know if my slut was hoping to find a new Master. I had to tell them that you were still my slave, but since she caught you that you would have to sleep with her and her Master for the night." "Yes, Sir. I'm sorry," Robin replied. "This is Marshal and Peggy. I'm taking Dani to bed and she will fix breakfast in the morning. You can wear panties and a t-shirt. You never know who may show up if they find out that Dani is here." Peggy was quick to grab Robin's leash and lead her to their room. I walked in and said, "Robin's safe word is 'elephant'. If she uses it, you will stop and come get me. Are we clear?" They both said yes. I took Dani to bed. I remembered and grabbed a couple of condoms. I walked into their room to give them to Marshal. He was already asleep and Robin was working on Peggy. I slid into Robin from behind and gave three quick thrusts before I pulled out and dropped the rubbers on the nightstand. I kissed both ladies and then said, "Peggy, you are a tasty little bitch," as Robin went back to work. Dani was asleep so I joined her. In the morning, I did my workout, and when I made it back, everyone was up. Dani was in the kitchen. She was not cooking but was prepping everything she would need for breakfast. April was here helping Dani. All the women in the house had on panties and a t-shirt. Marshal was in the living room with coffee and the paper. Robin and Peggy were on the bar stools looking into the kitchen and talking with Dani and April. I said hello on my way to the bedroom. After a quick shower, I returned wearing shorts and a t-shirt. John and Cathy had joined the party but Cathy was wearing shorts and a bra, a different outfit than the others. I walked up behind her, gave her a hug from behind as I told her good morning, and kissed her neck. I let my arms fall from the hug and stop at the snap on her shorts. I un-snapped them and said, "You are out of uniform. Undies and t-shirts only." I slid her shorts off and then pulled up her shirt enough to undo the bra for her. I went to take off the t-shirt but she stepped forward and did the thing that every woman can do and the bra came off through her armhole. She picked up her shorts and put them in a pile by the door. I went into the kitchen and collected kisses, hugs and a cup of coffee. April said, "You smell nice baby." "You look nice. How did you know Dani was here?" I asked. April answered, "She came up this morning looking for an ingredient that you forgot. I made an offer to help her. She and I had on the same clothes, so we made it the uniform of the day." I gave her a hug and then turned to give one to Dani. I repeated the process with Peggy and Robin. I played with both of their asses, which didn't go unnoticed by John." I asked, "Are we expecting anyone else?" It was almost 9 AM and I was hungry. No sooner was the words "No" out of Dani's mouth when there was a knock at the door. There was some laughing as I went to open the door. It was John and Beth. Their presence at the door surprised me, but they still said "Surprise." John said, "We were hoping to surprise you and take you to breakfast. We thought you would be alone because Darcy had band practice." "Come on in. We have plenty," I said. I shook John's hand and then gave Beth a hug and a kiss. I told her she had on too many clothes, and after looking around, she made a pile next to Cathy's pile. John explained that since they had so much fun and got so much business the last time they were here, that his firm had bought four tickets near the VIP section. They had not even received the tickets yet. He had to pick them up at the will call office. There was another knock at the door and again there was laughter. It was Wilma and Monica. Wilma said, "Are we late? I'm starving for some of Dani's stuff." When they stepped in, I could tell by the expressions on their faces that, seeing all of the people surprised them. I closed the door behind them and said, "Undies and t-shirts only ladies. Monica went white as a ghost. She was wearing a thin white t-shirt that I could see through to her black bra. She said, "I didn't wear any panties, I was going to surprise Britt." "I guess you are going to surprise everyone," I said. April said, "He keeps an extra pair in his bottom drawer on the far right side." I said, "Since when?" "Since when have you looked in the bottom drawer? It has sweatshirts and sweaters. I have never seen you wear either." "A snoop! I'll punish you later after you have fixed breakfast," I said. Monica came out of the bedroom with a thin white t-shirt that her nipples were about to rip holes in. She also had on a white thong. I said, "I like your undies April. Thanks for loaning them to Monica." She looked and said, "Damn, I wish I looked that hot in them." Wilma had on a blue gator t-shirt and some red lacy panties. I got hugs and kisses from both girls and then looked out the door to make sure the coast was clear. April started on the waffles and Dani the chicken. Cathy scooted in to get the rest of the condiments and started to make plates and deliver them. I had another cup of coffee and let the guests and ladies eat first. Everybody raved about the taste of the food and Marshal said, "If you quit school, I'll hire you to become my personal chef." John said, "Dad, this is a treat. You would be 300 pounds if you ate this stuff every day." "But it is sooooo good," Marshal said. Dani said, "When I graduate, you can become my silent partner when we take Dani's chicken and waffles worldwide." "You call me and we will talk," he said. I asked Beth if they were staying the night. "No. It was such short notice the best we could do was a sitter for the day." She came over at 6 AM and we told her we would be home by eight tonight with the noon kick off." "I wish you could stay. Do you have four tickets? Robin may want to go the game." "Sure we would love for her to use the ticket." We cleaned up and were getting ready for the game when Beth whispered, "Do you think we could smoke a bowl before we go?" I had plenty but didn't want the house to become a cloud or stick it in the face of the other adults, so I said, "Everyone, I feel like getting high before the game. I'll have the bong out back on the patio for anyone that wants some. It is available for all, but don't feel like you have to if that isn't your thing." I went into the den and then walked out to the table on the patio. I turned to see everyone filing out. I lit up the first bowl and passed it to Dani. "Thanks for a great meal. It will be hard to get the munchies with all the food I just ate." She burned through the first bowl passing it back and forth with her assistant, April. I refilled the bowl and Monica was next with Wilma. John was hesitant but Beth stepped up and said, "It seems like yesterday that I was in college." When she took her mouth off the bong, Peggy said, "It may have been the day before yesterday for me and we drank beer but I have always wanted to try this." Beth showed her how the bong worked and Peggy was coughing up a lung before too long. John, Cathy and Robin went through two bowls. John, Marshal and I were last. "You should both try this. It is good stuff and at least you can cross it off your list of things to try before you die. Just like chicken and waffles." John let Marshal go first and I walked him through his first hit. I had him take in more air and less smoke. I told him that by doing it that way, he wouldn't cough so much and he could go as long as it took to get him to the right level of doneness. "What do you mean doneness?" he asked. "They call this getting baked." Some had a second round to get to their correct level of doneness. Peggy grabbed my arm and said, "Thank you for letting us barge in on you this weekend. I feel so young, hanging out with you kids." "You are always welcome. I told John, when he asked, that I wasn't going to hide my life but I'm willing to share it." ------- Chapter 57 We locked up and walked over to the stadium. Robin went with John and Beth, while Dani and I went to the student entrance. While we were waiting our turn to get in, I thanked her for a great night and taking care of breakfast. Dani said, "Britt, I always have fun with you. If Marshal had tried to pick me up at a bar, I would have laughed in his face. He and Peggy are nice people and I said 'what the heck'. I could stop at any time and any other kid that might pick me up could be better or worse than he was, so it was a 50/50 chance of having a good time. I had a good time and, as always, a great time with you and Darcy. I'm happy that I can become your plaything or even act as your token black girl from time to time. Marshal can say 'I fucked a young black co-ed' and I can put on my resume that I'm a personal friend of one of the most powerful businessmen in the state and know that he ate my pussy." We watched the game and the band. Florida won. I should go to more games since it seems that they always win when I show up. After the game, Marshal was funny. He said, "Britt, I loved the feeling of being high but after a while I got this feeling like when will it end? Will I stay high forever? Do all the people around me know that I'm stoned? I was getting somewhat paranoid." "It's best to get high at home and relax like having a beer. The first time is the worst for getting nervous. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you," I said. "When I came down and looked back, I liked it," he said. I was happy when Darcy came bouncing in. She took the opportunity to say hi and bye to John and Beth as they left to go home. They told her that she had played well. Monica and Wilma didn't come back and Dani said she had some schoolwork to do. She gave Marshal and Peggy both hugs and kisses. Robin asked if she could head back so she could do her schoolwork as well. I took her into the bedroom and loved on her for an hour before I sent her on her way. I made sure to tell Peggy in earshot of Robin that if she ever saw Robin walking around with her leash unclasped that she could use the slut. They made eye contact as Robin walked out. When the dust settled, it was Darcy, Peggy, Cathy, John, Marshal and I. I asked if I could get anyone anything. I had the TV turned to another game with the volume down. Cathy asked, "Darcy, did you make any mistakes today?" I was not sure what was up with these two, but they were always trying to prod the other one. I think everyone was waiting for me to give Darcy some licks, but I turned to John and said, "I think you need to get her under control before I whip her ass myself. Darcy is my responsibility, not Cathy's." Everyone was now looking at John. He didn't know what to do, so Peggy said, "It's a man's job to keep his woman in line. If he can't, then she will look for someone strong enough to take care of her. She is testing you to make sure you are strong enough and love her enough to take care of her and put her in her place." Cathy was looking down and John took her and pulled her onto his lap. He said, "Cathy, you have embarrassed me in front of my friends and family. You need to apologize before I punish you." Darcy felt bad that this had started with her, so she jumped in to take one for the team and draw the attention away from Cathy. "I'll go get the paddle for you, John," she said. She hopped up and as she went to the bedroom I said, "And bring the belt back for you." She said, "Yes, Master." Cathy said, "Yes, John. I'm sorry that I brought up Darcy's flaws to embarrass her. I'm sorry that my actions embarrassed John and the rest of you. I wasn't thinking and will try to do better in the future." John said, "On my lap." He took her in the den. She got five spankings with the paddle and counted all five. A naked Darcy climbed onto my lap. I gave her ten with the belt and she counted. I asked if she had any mistakes and she said, "I'm sorry that I failed you two times today, Sir." She got ten more for the two mistakes and she seemed happier when she climbed up on my lap. I held her and looked over to see all the women in their men's laps. It was a quiet ten minutes while they absorbed the love and protection they needed. I picked up Darcy and said, "I need some time with my pet. If you are hungry, help yourself to anything you need. We should finish in an hour or so and I can either fix dinner or we can go out at that time." Darcy and I made love. We took out time and we kissed, licked and fucked. Slow and sensuous, we played each other to multiple orgasms. After we both showered and Darcy put on a race t-shirt of mine, we went back out into the living room. Marshal and Peggy were still there but had changed clothes. Marshal said, "We followed your lead. It was good, but I don't have the stamina that you kids have." "What did you decide?" I asked. "John said that maybe we could go out and get in trouble." "Marshal, I can act as the designated driver or we can walk to some place on University. We can also order in and make our own trouble." "I don't need to get in trouble. Every other newspaper in the state would have my mug shot on the front page." "You would put your own mug shot on the front page to sell more papers," I said. I had chicken left over so I got out some peanut butter and spices. I lit the grill and made a big batch of chicken saté. Peggy loved it and said, "Britt, everything we have eaten and drank since we have been here is new and different to me. Where do you come up with this? It's all so good." I said, "I learn it for me and share it with others. I read a lot of diverse stuff. I try things. If I cook something that sucks, I can always throw it in the trash and walk over to Joe's Deli in about three minutes. By learning about various things and studying different cultures, you can teach yourself to look at things in different ways and spot trends or solve problems that others don't even see. I would bet that Marshal's guys had the best record at selling ads using the method they did. But maybe, just maybe, there is a different method that will blow away the old method." Marshal said, "This is true. What other things are jumping out at you?" "As you saw this morning, I have the paper delivered and the Wall Street Journal during the week. I also read other stuff. I track different stocks and commodities. I don't know if you were serious or not about the two percent of new sales, but if you were, I would ask you to buy silver with every dime. I don't know what it is, but my indicators point to a big jump in the next year or two. Sometimes the market just points to things that don't make sense but when the event happens, you can look back, you can see the reasons why it happened as clear as day. The crash of '29 was not due to companies that were doing poorly. It was due to investors or speculators that had so much margin capacity, that they were taking a dime and buying a dollar's worth of stock. If they only had a $1,000 and bought $10,000 then only credit was holding up the market. At the sign of the first dip, everyone wanted to protect their dime and did so by selling a dollars' worth of stock. The first ones out made it out safely. The last ones lost fifty cents but only had a dime to their name. The domino effect crushed our economy. If you look back at the charts of the market, you can clearly see it wanting to correct to the proper levels. People would jump in and prop it up but they could only do that so many times before the weight was too great to hold and then the dam broke. I see the same trend in silver and someone keeps pushing it back down. I have over $5 million invested at an average price of $2 and I only see upside right now." Marshal said, "Did you say $5 million?" "Yes, but except for maybe a hundred grand, that's all I own." Darcy had been quiet but said, "Wow, my man is so smart and has money too." Peggy asked, "Isn't that a big gamble to put all your eggs in one basket?" "Peggy, when Marshal was just starting out, did he have one business or twenty?" "Just one, but that was all he could afford and we almost lost that a couple of times." "Peggy, I'm young. If I lost everything, I would still be a millionaire in a couple of years. Heck, I'm only eighteen and I started with only $20. I have over $5 million in the bank. In reality it's over $15 million because I bought in at under $2 and it's over $6 today." Marshal asked, "How did you make the $5 million?" "That's a story for another day. It has to do with a football game and a casino in Vegas." "$20 to $15 million. You have to love this country," he said. "It would have been $20 to $20 million if I didn't have to pay taxes," I said. "The price we pay for freedom and to support those that the government needs to buy a vote from," Marshal said. "Britt, you are very interesting. What do you plan to do after college?" Darcy said, "He is going to dump me and for the next fifteen years build an empire that will create jobs and support millions of families. He will change the way that we do business and make the country a better place. When he finishes, he will find me and we will fuck like bunnies until we die." Marshal said, "I don't doubt it. Do you know what that business will be?" "I have some ideas, but need to figure out when and how to start." He said, "If you need any help of any kind, just let us know." John and Cathy had come back for dinner but had not said anything during the last thirty minutes. I had forgotten they were there until John said, "$15 million dollars, no wonder he can buy cars and rent apartments and not think twice." Marshal said, "John, you see $15 million and become impressed. Businessmen see $20 and are knock off their feet. Anyone can look at the results. What you need to do is focus on the process and the growth." I said, "John, do you know the easiest way to have a $5 million stock trading account?" Everyone rather leaned forward so they didn't miss it. He said, "No." I said, "The easiest way is to start with $10 million." Marshal burst out laughing. "I'm going to steal that and use it and never credit you as the source. People are I'm always asking me how I do what I do, but I just work my ass off and risk my money on machinery, people and businesses. I hope I get back more than they take or steal from me." I asked if anyone wanted a drink. Marshal said, "Would you mind another glass of that scotch?" Peggy said, "Can I hit that bong of yours before we go to bed?" John and Cathy said they were taking off. I had Darcy get the bong and take care of Peggy, while I got down the scotch for Marshal. He said, "Britt, I try to wrap my arms around what you are doing, but I'm overwhelmed by what you do from a small apartment in Gainesville, Florida. You go places, you do things and you know people. John introduced me to Ken Parsons last week. Everyone all over the world knows that guy for his work. You can call him up at home on a Saturday and have him give up the rest of his weekend to help you out." "He trusts me that I wouldn't waste his time. If I called you next Saturday would you give up a Sunday if I asked you to?" I asked. "You know I would. I'm just amazed that you would know him." "Would you be amazed to know that the amazing Ken Parson's daughter cooked you breakfast this morning while only wearing panties and a t-shirt?" "Oh?" "April Parsons is a good friend. Ken didn't like me, but April and I flew out to Vegas to bet on some horse races a couple of years ago. I wasn't old enough and the Triple Crown didn't finish up until after school was out so I flew up to New York to give April her cut. He continued to act pissed off until he saw the check. Then he softened to me. I also helped her meet a boyfriend that Ken likes." "How much did you make on the Triple Crown?" "Affirmed made me a million before taxes. I paid April 10 percent for flying out with me and placing a bet. I also bought her a new wardrobe of clothes and she won another couple thousand at the craps table using my strategies. I also flew home with her when a close friend passed away." "Amazing. I thank you for the drink. I'm going to get my pot-smoking wife and take her to bed." "I'll see you in the morning, Marshal. Sleep well." Darcy and I had a fun night but mostly talked about the day and played with each other. We did get to sleep so that we could wake up around eight for breakfast. Peggy was only in panties fixing crepes. She handed me a cup of coffee and said, "I couldn't let you fix me another meal while I sat on my ass. I have had a great weekend. Marshal has been so relaxed too. I think he has been so interested in you that he hasn't been worried about his own businesses. We made love twice last night and that's a big deal for him two nights in a row." "If you ever need a second round and he isn't up for it you can always drive up to see me," I said. Marshal walked out saying, "I sleep in a little late and you start hitting on my wife?" "Marshal, I'm a teenager in my sexual prime, I hit on anything that walks talks or breathes. I do have a rule though that she would need you to give her a permission slip or you would have to call me and give me permission. That's for any married woman or girl who has a boyfriend." "Sexual prime. Where do you get this shit?" "I make up whatever sounds good." The crepes were good with some butter and jam. Darcy liked them and followed up with the uniform of the morning. I like titties in the morning. After breakfast, the ladies got dressed and John and Cathy came down around ten as Marshal and I were sharing the Sunday paper with our coffee. Cathy asked, "Am I dressed OK today?" I said, "I can't see how red your ass is. I hope it's nice and rosy, given the way you keep opening your mouth in the wrong way or at the wrong time." The way I answered let her know that she had overstepped her place again. Her smart-ass snippets were fine for a bunch of kids, but we were not at a frat party. John knew that he would have to work with her. Everyone pretended that she hadn't said anything and we talked about other things. Marshal and Peggy packed their stuff and carried things out to the car. In the lot, we all said our good-byes. Marshal led me off to the side and said, "Silver huh? You need to give me a call when things start to turn." "I will. I'm thinking that $45-$50 will be the top but I have sell orders for anything over $40. Bulls make money and bears make money but pigs get slaughtered." "You should go into the bumper sticker business with all the crap that you come up with. 'I'm in my sexual prime'," he laughed. He drove away and we walked back in the apartment. John said, "Cathy, you need to act more carefully in different situations. When we get naked in the back of the car, it's easier to fuck around. However, when we find that everyone around us is serious, dressed up, and they are with my parents or other business people, you have to think in terms of, 'I may have to close a million dollar business deal with this person one day.' What will they be thinking of me when we are sitting across the table?" I said, "Yesterday you saw one of the most influential businessmen in the state paranoid because he felt stoned from smoking weed, and he wasn't sure how that would affect his relationship with other people he has known for years. You never know when one comment will flip the switch that shuts down a deal." John said to Cathy, "I love you and when we are alone you can say whatever you want. When we are with company, you can't disrespect me. It can make me look weak, and if you become my wife, it will hurt both of us." Cathy said, "I'm sorry. I'm so used to being in high school and fucking off all the time. I'm not used to being in front of people like this." I said, "Cathy, you are smart and have things to add to the conversation. Smart-ass remarks or remarks where you make others look bad will not help you move ahead. I love you, my sister, but I also want you to stay happy, so a little tough love today will make you happy tomorrow. Now get the fuck out so I can enjoy my woman." I just wanted to relax, so I flopped on the couch, and pulled Darcy onto my lap. We kissed and cuddled for a while. I told her she played well and that Dani and I watched her every step so we would know if she messed up. I said, "When you finished, I turned to Dani and said, "I got nothing." She said she hadn't seen one either." Dani said, "I didn't make any mistakes yesterday at all. I just wanted to feel you spank me ten more times in front of the others. It made me hot." I was in a misty mood and loved on her. April came in and said, "Let's go kick some ass today. I want to make some money and you better not hold us back." I asked Darcy if she wanted to go and she said, "Should I wear a thong or go necked?" We got to the course and Mandy was eager to go as well. I thought we should just throw a hundred-dollar bill in the hat and let them wrestle for it. When I made that suggestion to them, April called me a pervert. Mandy wanted to play for $5 a hole and $5 a side. I went to the range, was hitting well, then went to the green, and putted until they called us for our tee-time. I was rolling the ball well, stood up with the first shot, and hit it 300 yards down the middle. I put my iron five feet from the hole and tapped in. The girls tied and we were up. At the end of nine we were up four holes or $25 if you include the front side $5. I said, "Mandy, when we kick your ass on the backside you will be down $55. I hope you brought your Visa card." She said, "Let's go double on the back." "And $10 for the match? "I asked. "You're on," she said. "I'm glad Chris' dad is a doctor and can afford to pay off on Mandy's bets," I said to April. "I think he makes her pay him back with pussy." was April's reply We were up three on the back for another $50. $75 total for the day and April was a happy girl. The funniest part was when Mandy actually had to write a check because she didn't have enough cash. April came in with Darcy and me and the three of us had sex. We ordered Chinese and then got high and went skinny-dipping. Tiffany came out and asked if she could join us. Darcy invited her in and she swam around naked with us. She slipped up next to me and said, "Andy is studying for a big test and I haven't seen him in two days." I said, "Sorry, Tiff, unless you have a signed permission slip you will have to look elsewhere. You had your chance to catch with my baby and missed." "I know; I just sometimes miss the sex we had." Darcy surfaced next to me and climbed on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and she said. "If you want to put on a show for my man we can play for a bit." Tiffany said, "I was hoping for some dick, but thanks for the offer." She swam over and spoke with April while I held my baby until we went our own ways. Darcy spent the night. Monday was back to school and we made a follow-up presentation to the class. We went into the phases and priorities. We had set up a presentation for Kelly and the owner of the frame store in the afternoon. The professor asked if he could attend the meeting. We welcomed him to join us. The owner was a Ms. Petty. She was very happy to meet us and told us how excited she was to hear our ideas and to see how we viewed her business. Of course, Kelly was with her. We went through our assessment of her business. We laid out where her main customer bases were that would use her business. After that, we went into the needs that would drive each customer base to use her company. We then went through her competition with samples and pricing. Finally, we showed side-by-side comparisons of her work versus what she could expect from the do-it-yourself customer. We talked about professional photographers, interior designers, photo shops, art supply houses and mail order houses. Since Scott and Joyce had done the legwork, Erica turned it over to them to talk about the sample callings they made to shops in Ocala, Orlando, and even further to see if there would be any interest in shipping artwork to be framed and then having it returned, going back and forth. He even had a chart for sizes, weights and prices with guaranteed shipping. By changing the referral rate from twenty percent to ten percent, there would be no additional cost to the store. In fact, they would see a two percent increase for out of town business. I had Heather talk about the design of the ads, rotating the artwork and the reasoning behind it. She showed the sample newspaper ads and the direct mail fliers. I then talked about media buying. We first went through pricing for different media and then discussed where we thought she would get the most exposure to her core customer base for the least cost. She turned to the professor and said, "I'm glad you came here today so I can apologize to you. I have worked my whole life and simply because I own a successful business, I always thought that the time and money spent on these kids down the road was a waste. What you have taught these kids is extraordinary. I have never broken down my business to the level they have demonstrated to me. I have never done the research on my competition the way they have. I have never tried to create a targeted marketing plan the way they have. I would just put an ad in the paper and hope it did something. They have different ads to attract different customers. They have ways to track effectiveness and actual formulas to calculate the return on my spending so I can know if I need to do more or cut back. They have even found new business that has never come in and we have never called, that's now interested in exploring a relationship with us because they have needs and we have solutions. I want to steal all of their hard work and see if it works the way they think it will. This is great. Again I want to say I'm sorry for every thought I had about the crap they are paying for over there." Professor Smith said, "Ms. Petty, I'm happy to hear the praises you sing, but this group is also ten steps ahead of the rest of the class. There are groups that think they are going to make Coke and Pepsi irrelevant in the soda world. They guaranteed themselves a top grade of C when they picked their topic. This group found a local business that offered a quality product and they said that we could help her do more with and sell more through marketing. They did exactly what we assigned to them. I think next semester I'm not going to give my class the opportunity to set themselves up for a C, but make them pick a local business and actually do what this group have done, which is make a pitch to try to help the hard-working small businesses do better. You have a very nice shop and I think they did a great job capturing what you do and how it can help families. We will still have kids that think they can change the world just because they say so, but reality is what we saw today." I said, "I haven't spoken to my group-mates, but I would be willing to let you use everything we have created with the stipulation that the professor can share the things we got right and the things we got wrong with his future classes so that they can learn from what we did. I would suggest that you have the professor take you out to dinner so you can figure out how to implement the plan and track the results." Professor Smith said, "I would be honored, and we could also have you come in and talk about all the things that compete for the marketing dollars within a small business. Many kids think everyone has a million dollars lying around to spend on their marketing ideas. They don't realize the overhead that the average businesses have to cover." "Well, I'm thrilled. I received a marketing plan and a date from the same meeting. I should give Kelly a raise for setting this up," she said. I took out a photo of Kelly that I took during the play. She is singing and the length of time I had to leave the shutter open to expose the film properly, allowed the picture to show a sparkle in her eyes and to see a halo as well. She held a note and became an angel at the same time. I laid the picture down and said, "Here is a special moment, I would like to make more special for a very special girl." Ms. Petty said, "This is a fabulous picture. I'll be happy to frame it for her." Needless to say, all of us received an A. Professor Smith was still dating Ms. Petty when I graduated and her business grew by almost double what we had projected. From that point on, he mentioned our group and used us as the example in every class he taught. ------- Chapter 58 The rest of the semester went along without too many hiccups. I drove home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. My sister drove home with John, but stayed at our house. During my time at home, I made the rounds and spent time with my friends. I went to a New Year's party with John and Cathy. At the party, I walked over to get a beer at the keg. I was in line when Billy Dean walked up behind me. I said hello. We hadn't seen each other in three years so I asked what he was doing now. "I'm working over at the office supply house. I'm in the Management Training program. Susan and I got married right out of high school and we have a two-year-old boy." "That's great." I said. "Have you been at the supply house since high school?" "No, I was driving a truck but I couldn't take it anymore. When you drive over the road, you pick up a load and drive it to its destination. However, it isn't always easy to return home." "What do you mean?" "Let's say I pick up a load in Orlando that's going to Memphis and off I go. I finally get to Memphis and drop my load. If everything is perfect, I pick up another load and take it back to Orlando." We were at the front of the line so I filled my cup and his. We walked away from the keg but this new information and his insights interested me and I wanted to learn something new, so I encouraged him to continue. He went on. "So now I'm in Memphis and there are no loads going to Orlando. There's one for Myrtle Beach so I can either sit in Memphis and not get paid, I can drive home without a load and not get paid or I can drive to Myrtle Beach and get paid. So, what do I do?" I jumped right in. "You drive to Myrtle Beach." "Exactly, but when I get there guess how many loads are waiting to go to Orlando? Zero. I can head either to Cincinnati or to Miami. So I pick up a load for Miami, and off I go down I-95. Miami is a good place because of the port, so I can usually find a load heading to Orlando or maybe Tampa. Then I could finally limp home empty after the last run. That's a week on the road, but sometimes it ends up being two or three weeks if I don't want to sit around and wait for a load going directly to Orlando or the surrounding towns. With a wife and son I couldn't do it anymore so I decided to find something where I could be home at night." I felt bad for him, but also was glad that I had another chance at life. The first time through, I would have been that guy changing what I wanted to do to accommodate my family. I started to think about transportation of goods and services. I know that the richest men in the world were the shippers, both by boat in the old days and then the railroad owners. Trucking didn't seem to have the same level of profits, but maybe it was because of how they did it. My mind had something to wrap itself around and I started to form a plan. I started thinking about ways to change the world. I had been back at school for three weeks and was lying in bed when Darcy asked, "Where do you go?" "What do you mean?" "You leave me. You leave the present and go somewhere in your mind. Are you thinking about someone? Was it someone you met over the holidays?" she asked. I stopped for a second and said, "I guess it isn't really someone, but what someone said. I think I have the beginning of my fifteen-year plan, and the problem is that it's so huge that my brain has to break it down into small parts, then analyze those parts and then rebuild the plan to accept the changes to the plan. It's consuming me." "Can you tell me what it is? Will your company become as large as Mr. Petersen's?" "If I can make it work, my projections have my company making a five to seven percent positive impact on GDP. It will do in a day what Mr. Petersen's companies do in a year. It will employ over three million people. My profits will be $200,000 a minute twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. That's two billion dollars a week. Now I'm trying to figure out why it can't work. The problem is that every time I find a flaw or a problem, I figure out a solution that makes me more money, employs more people and saves the people of America more money." "What is it? Please tell me," she begged. "I think I want to go into the trucking business." "I don't know anything about that. However, I do know that you'll be the best trucker in the world. I don't know how you're going to make the money you say you will, but I believe you." "I'm sorry if I leave you. I wish I didn't have to think so hard. I could do this in five years if I had enough money. I'll spend the next eight years investing, raising money and investing in land so I can build what I need to make this work. However, first I need to start on my business plan. I want to quit school now but know I should get an MBA and go to logistics school. The Navy has one of the best schools. I have to weigh my options and make some decisions about how to make this work." School was on autopilot. I had my classes and my class work down to a science. When I would finish my homework, I would work on my business plan. I called Ken and told him I would like some of his time. I offered to either fly to New York or fly him and his wife to visit April. They took me up on my offer and came the following weekend. I got them a room at the Holiday Inn. Ken's firm handled all kinds of engineering projects from structural, to electrical, civil, mechanical and he was breaking into computer engineering as a new division. I think that my question is in the mechanical field. He came to my apartment and his wife went up to visit April. I said, "Ken, I'm interested in motors for trucks. Really, trucks in general, motors, brakes, aerodynamics and design. I know that if I want to become a trucker that today, I could go and buy a truck that I could take up and down mountains, across long flat stretches and everywhere in between. I know that under a standard load, I would get an average of six mpg. Let's say I provide you with information about my route, such as, the trip will take four hours out and four hours back. It will be over perfectly flat ground with an exact speed and an exact weight in the trailer. Is there any additional information that you would need to design a truck to optimize it to run more efficiently using those parameters? The gearing could be larger since there are no hills or mountains. The brakes could be smaller since there would be no mountains to go down. The engine could be smaller since you weren't going up mountains. I wouldn't need a sleeper cab since I would sleep in my bed at night." Ken said, "That's an interesting concept but we do have mountains in this country and hills. In theory though, if you knew your route and it wasn't going to change, if you knew the weight and the speed, we could design a completely efficient truck to the demands you set forth. I could see, in the total flat area you used in your example, a decrease of almost fifty percent in fuel." Next, I said, "Let's use the same example but change the environment to the Rocky Mountains or the rise to the Rockies. This would be up and over in the morning and then turn around and go up and over on the way back. This isn't a normal mpg, but if the mpg was five now, if we could make a change in design would it be more efficient and more importantly safer? Very often, trucks going down a mountain are very dangerous if their brakes fail. To resolve that issue, could we also design brakes that creates energy that we could use elsewhere?" Ken said, "Using your idea I think a fifty percent savings could be achieved, but we would need to do extensive testing." "Lastly, trucks can run for many miles. If I were again designing the perfect truck, could we design it so that when parts wore out that we could replace them in a systematic fashion?" He said, "That's what they do now." "I know but I was thinking that when a truck hits a certain mark that we could almost snap out a major part or the design was such that it came apart easily and put back together easily so the truck would not be out of service for more than a couple of hours. Then the engine could be overhauled in a factory instead of by a guy lying on his back under the truck." "I see where you're going with this. It's about fleet optimization, scheduled maintenance and the cost of downtime. If you were building your own trucks I could see that you could increase up time by three percent over the life of the truck off of the top of my head." "I know I already said 'Lastly, ' but I take it back. There is one more thing. When the truck's end of life arrived, I would want a truck that it is as close to 100% recyclable as possible. We could melt metal down and recast the molten metal as new parts. All of the fluids would be collected and recycled. My intent is to keep things out of the junkyard, but also to decrease my cost of raw materials. I'd like to leave no old trucks on the roads that pollute the environment, or aren't safe. And then I don't want them there to compete with my new trucks for the loads that we need to haul." Ken said, "I was skeptical when you asked me to sign an NDA. I thought a non-disclosure agreement from a college kid ... he must think pretty highly of himself. After our talk though, I see what you're thinking, and if you could set up the routes and loads, and you have enough trucks in your fleet to make sure that the maintenance schedule works, you could put most trucking companies out of business before they knew what hit them. My company made a lot of money on that Mickey Mouse project you roped us into, so I was just being nice and using you for a free trip to see April. I would like to, under the NDA, have one of my engineers look into this a little further and come up with some numbers." "If you're going to do that I think it's important to get some numbers from the DOT and weigh stations. There's a maximum load for truckers. If I'm hauling ping-pong balls, I'll never get to maximum weight. If we can see what percentage of trucks come through at maximum weight and then in increments down to the smallest weight and even an empty trailer, we may have two or four different models for each route and an even higher level of efficiency." "That's a great point. I'll have him work on it between other projects if you aren't in a hurry." "No, I'll need more money to buy a truck manufacturing company, the land, and other stuff to get started. If I can find some financing, it would be three to four years before I'm ready to start building. If I finance it myself it would be closer to seven to ten years for that part of my project." "I'm excited to see how it goes and I'm excited to work on this. When I get tired of throwing money at it, we can sit down and you can pay me for the work, or we can sell it and settle up." "Sounds like a deal." We shook on it and then he looked at some of the pictures on the wall. He said, "I like the art but I'm going to stop looking before I see someone I know." We went up to visit with April and her mom. We all chatted for a while and then I left them alone. Darcy came back from walking with Sheryl. Sheryl had made her target weight but I wasn't into it after the incident with Kari. I told her about my meeting with Ken and based on our discussions, what he was going to do. She said, "It sounds like things are coming together one step at a time. What's next? "I want to move up the time-table so I can finish my goals sooner. I have it all laid out, but I still need capital. The one person I know with the connections is Marshal. When I go home next time I'll stop by and talk with him." Darcy went with me to the track meets and we cheered for Dani. We left out the chicken and waffles this year but she still ran hard and did well in most meets. When spring break rolled around, I wanted to go to Hawaii. Alaska was an option but February isn't the time to go there. I asked to see who wanted to go with me, and everyone said yes as long as I was paying. April said she would go but she was going to visit Angus. After his mom's death, he dropped a couple of classes and then finished but it took an extra semester. He had graduated and gotten a job working for April's dad. She was going home to see her folks and her man. Darcy wanted to go but her parents were against it. I didn't want to become the wedge in their relationship so I told her to let them win this battle and fight the war to get out of the dorm next year. I asked John and he said he'd already made plans with Cathy to go to Daytona. I thought about putting an ad in the paper but decided to go alone. It was another beach, but really just a way to cross the state off my list of places to visit. I then booked a first class ticket. It was expensive but with such a long flight, I wanted the comfort. When the time came, I caught an early flight, connected through Atlanta, and then changed again at LAX. I had the aisle seat on the first leg. I had the window on the way from ATL to LAX and I just counted trucks as we flew along the highway. The truck count fueled my desire to finish school and build my business. In Los Angeles, I bought a book, FOOLS DIE by Mario Puzo, and since I was one of the first to board the plane, I started reading while people filed past me on their way to the back. I let a lady into the window seat, but it was an interesting part of the book so I didn't really pay attention. I finished the chapter and looked up to see what was going on. I looked past the lady sitting next to me to see if we had pulled back from the gate yet. When I refocused, I looked at the lady and said, "Hi, my name is Britt." She said, "Hello, I'm Carole. Are you enjoying the book?" She spoke with a French accent. She was a pretty girl in her early twenties. Looking outside I noticed that we had just left LA. She could have been from anywhere but I took a shot. "It's about corruption in Las Vegas, New York and Hollywood. I have spent time in both Las Vegas and New York but not Hollywood. You look like you could be an actress so I won't go on about what the book says about the movie industry." "I'm an actress, but just starting out," she said. "Have you been in anything I may have seen? I don't get to the movies much but I hear the titles." "I was just in a foreign film called Object of Desire. I'm taking a break before I start my next film, "Il Cappotto di Astrakan". It's a French film." "I don't speak French but I'm a student at the University of Florida. I'm finishing up my degree and decided to take some time and relax." She said, "That's nice. What are your plans when you are in Hawaii?" "I have a goal to visit all the states. I have most of the south and west of the Mississippi covered except for Alaska and Hawaii. I have also visited around the New York area. The plan for this trip is to visit a new place, see new things, and meet new people like you. What's your last name so I can look for you in the theaters?" I asked. "Bouquet, Carole Bouquet. Where are you staying while you're here?" "I'm not sure. I'm booked for tonight at the Airport Hilton and I'm catching a flight to Maui in the morning. I was going to look around and see what looked good. I may hop to another island. I was just going to play it by ear." She said, "That's adventurous; a plan not to have a plan." "I have never been here before but I grew up in Florida. I would rather see what's around than just sit in the sand with a bunch of tourists." "If you're a student how can you afford to just fly around, and first class no less?" "Before I started school I had to earn money to pay for it. I made some money and invested it well. I gamble and I have made more than enough to live the lifestyle. I have trouble spending half of what my investments earn," I said. "Well, you should come out to the resort I'm at. It's quiet and exclusive. The rooms are around $200 a night." "Are you going to Maui?" "Yes to the Kaanapali Beach Hotel. It's fairly new and very nice." "I'll look into it. If I end up coming out there to stay, may I have dinner with you or are you meeting someone?" "I'm alone. I broke up a few months ago and I have been too busy." "What about you, no girlfriend?" she asked. "I have a lot of friends who are girls but I'm not the type to make a relationship commitment. I have too much work to do. I wouldn't want to drag a girl through that. I'll look to settle down in a few years." "So you're just playing the field for now?" "I prefer to think that I help lonely women get through the frustrations of college without the emotional heartache of dealing with a relationship." "So you're a male prostitute who works for free?" "I guess I am. You make me sound cheap," I said with a chuckle. I went back to my book as she started to flip through a magazine. She was drinking wine most of the trip and we both had a steak for dinner. We were about forty-five minutes out when we felt the first bump of turbulence. The captain came on and said, "Ladies and gentleman, this is Captain Dunn. There's a large thunderstorm over the entire state of Hawaii. We're looking at some rough turbulence on our approach and landing. I'm going to ask the flight attendants to pick up any cups or trash you may have and ask them to take their seats for the rest of the flight. The good news is that the storm is moving quickly and the next few days look very nice for your time in Hawaii. Please fasten your seat belts and we should touch down in about forty-five minutes." Our flight attendant came by and took our drinks. Carole looked a little flushed, so I asked her if she was OK. She said that she would be fine but the turbulence made her nervous. I reached over, took her hand and just held it. She looked at me, smiled, and nodded her head thank you. I wanted to take her mind off the weather so I asked about her last movie. Carole blushed and said, "It was about an old man who wanted to sleep with a pretty young girl but his plans kept getting thwarted and he was a very frustrated person." "You must have played the ugly stepsister." I said. She saw through my fib. "That's a different story and I, in fact, played the pretty young girl." "I hope they didn't pay you very much. All you had to do was simply show up and act like yourself. Whenever you walk down the street, you leave men frustrated. The pretty young girl must have been very natural for you as well." "You're such a charmer. I had to wear a chastity belt for one scene and he was trying to get it off me. The frustration kept building as I laid topless on the bed." "I don't like being frustrated. I imagine that I would have lacked the patience displayed by the old man. I would have fixed the problem and relieved my frustration." I said. "How would you have done that?" "I would have gotten a knife and cut it off you, or just had you give me a blowjob while I worked on the belt for round two." She laughed and said, "The writers aren't as adventurous as you. But I like the way you think." I started to flirt some more. "So did the director make you do extra takes so that he could have some footage for his personal collection?" "I think he was gay, but the producer was ready to get into my pants from the minute they signed the contract with my agent. I had to have people around me all the time to keep him away." "I don't blame him, but you don't look like the type who could be bought; you need someone to seduce you. He should have sent flowers and champagne instead of walking around with his tongue hanging out." "I do like my champagne, and maybe some chocolate to go with the roses. Now that you mention it, he wasn't too bad-looking, maybe a little old." "Maybe he was producing his autobiography and he handpicked you as the girl from his dreams." We had bounced around but the talking had kept her calm and we could hear the engines change tone right before we touched down. The brakes came on and we slowed to taxi to the gate. She looked nervous again and I asked what was wrong? She said, "I'm not looking forward to getting on the little plane for the last hop over to Maui." I said, "Well let's do this. If I can get a seat on your plane, then I'll fly over tonight. If I can't then you can stay here and we can fly over in the morning." "OK. That's what we will do. You can act as my escort." "Yeah but like you said, I won't get paid." We exited the plane and went to the desk. We were both on the same airlines just different flights. The gate agent changed me to Carole's flight and I went to get my luggage and checked it to Maui. The plane was smaller but not a puddle jumper. We were next to each other and she took my hand before we took off. It was a short flight and we held hands the entire time. When we landed, she gave me a kiss and I said, "Paid in full." There was a shuttle to the hotel but I didn't want to wait for it, so I got us a cab to drive us to the hotel. When we went to check in, Carole checked in and I asked if they had a room. The lady at the desk asked, "What's your name so I can check your reservation?" "I don't have a reservation" I said. "I have been here since we have opened and never had someone show up without a reservation. This is a first for me." She said. "I'm like a lost puppy following this pretty girl. I saw her on the plane from LA and changed my flight to follow her here and then to her hotel. Do you have a suite available?" I asked. "How long will you be staying?" "Until she makes me leave, but my mom said I need to get back to school in two weeks." I joked. "Sir, the rooms here start at $200 a night and the suites start at $350." "Do you have something with at least two rooms oceanfront?" I asked "Yes sir, $400 a night." "I'm left handed, so I think you could give it to me for $350 since I'll be inconvenience with all the door knobs on the wrong side." I turned to Carol and asked when we were checking out. "Britt, I'm here for ten days." She said "Ten days? I think I should get the left-handed pain and suffering for the ten day's discount. I'll give you $3,000 for ten days or $300 a night and I promise not to sue you for carpel tunnel syndrome. Sounds like a good deal for us both." The lady behind the counter looked at her reservations book and said. "Left handed discount. I'm glad most people have reservations when they arrive. I'll give you the suite for $300 a night for ten nights." I said, "Thank you very much." as I handed her my credit card. Carole was looking at me as if I had three eyeballs. She said, "You're crazy. You never did cancel your other room. You fly in the storm to protect me and then show up without a reservation and take a top suite and negotiate a twenty-five percent discount because you're left-handed and the doorknobs are on the wrong side." I shrugged and we both headed in the same direction. It was only 5 PM local time but that's 11 PM in Gainesville and I left my apartment at 5:30 AM. At this point, I felt tired and hungry. I said, "Will you meet me for dinner at the hotel dining room?" "I need to freshen up but I'm hungry too. How about thirty minutes from now?" "I'll meet you there." I said. I waited as the porter put her bags in her room. The porter then led me to my suite and let me in. It was very nice with a living room, large bed and bath room and a bar area." I tipped the man and thanked him. The shower felt great and I pulled out a pair of lightweight linen pants, a Hawaiian style shirt that wasn't too wild, and some nice leather sandals. I got a beer out of the bar and took five minutes to walk out onto the patio and look at the ocean. The temperature was great and the breeze felt good. I finished the beer and walked down to the restaurant. I waited for Carole, who showed up a couple of minutes late, wearing a sundress with a low-cut front showing some nice cleavage. They seated us with a nice view of the ocean. I ordered the Kailua Pig and Lomi Salmon with sides of poi and rice. I wasn't sure what it was but the waitress said it would be good so I tried it. Carole ordered the baked fish. Not as exciting but they cooked it in corn husks, so it was a little different. I ordered a bottle of white wine and she enjoyed dinner. I asked what her plans were and she said she would be starting another movie soon but needed a break. Her friend told her to go to Hawaii and suggested this place. She said, "My plan was to lie on the beach and do nothing. That was when I didn't know anyone. Since we're both alone we can maybe get out and do something." "Do you play golf or sail?" I asked. "I played golf once but was not very good. I've been on a sailboat but never sailed one myself." "Maybe we can go sailing or if you want to we can go fishing. Maybe we could rent a helicopter and go for a tour around the island. We can also go snorkeling or scuba diving if you have your scuba certification. Those were things I thought about doing." "We have ten days. Let's see how we feel." After dinner, I told her I felt tired and looked forward to seeing her tomorrow. She asked if I wanted to meet her for breakfast. I said, "Carole, I would love to have breakfast with you but my body is either going to wake me up in three hours and I'll be ready to eat when they open, or I'm going to feel so exhausted that my body sleeps until 10 AM. Let me see how the jet lag is this trip before one of us makes the other starve to death. If I don't see you by ten at the beach or around, I'll call your room. I'm in suite number 144 if you want to call me." She walked back toward her room and she stopped and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before she said, "Thanks for following me. I needed a friend." "I'm happy to have met you and be your friend." My body wanted me up at midnight but I kept rolling over, trying to get back to sleep. I would have to stay up late each night until my body changed time zones. I figured it would take ten days and then I would be ready to head home. I saw the sun start to brighten the sky so I did my workout, put on my running shoes and took off on a run. I had time and ran ten miles. I went out on the beach and swam out about fifty yards before I stopped and felt for the current. It was pushing me right so I swam left against the current for thirty minutes. I stopped and turned back to end up back at the hotel. I got out of the shower around 9 AM. I felt good and the workout cleared the cobwebs. I was very hungry and walked down to the restaurant. Carole saw me and waved. I walked over and she had an empty plate in front of her. She said, "I guess you slept like a rock." "No, I tossed and turned all night and then got up at 6 AM to work out. I did sit-ups and push-ups before I ran ten miles and then swam two. I'll have to stay up later tonight so my body will try to sleep later." "I felt good about taking a twenty-minute walk before breakfast but now I just feel lazy compared to you." "Carole, remember, I'm crazy and left-handed so don't try to compare yourself with me." "Do you mind if I sit and have coffee while you eat?" she asked. "I would be happy to have a beautiful woman at my table." The pineapple was good and the rest was all right. The people in the south have breakfast figured out. I can think of better things for dinner besides country fried steak and gravy but a southern breakfast is hard to beat unless Dani is cooking. After breakfast, we went back and changed into our suits. We met on the beach and Carole was hot in her little bikini. She moved down the beach while I followed. She said that she had no issues with the topless beaches and if she decided to get some sun, she didn't want to lie out in the middle of the beach. I agreed she should let the puppies' breath. After we put down our towels, we took a dip and swam around a bit. We went back and I put on my sunglasses and picked up my book while she took off her top and lay down beside me. Her areolas were as big as silver dollars and her nipples were puffy but the color was almost the same as the color of her skin. It was the skin type or texture, which made her nipples appear different from the surrounding skin. She saw me looking and just smiled and closed her eyes. Because of the price, we were the youngest people on the beach. A few people walked by. The men would look and the wives would tell them to quit looking but nobody gave us a hard time. There were two Hobie cats on the beach and I went to see what I needed to do to rent one. A guy came over took down my room number and said that they were free to use but if I damaged it or got lost they needed to know who I was. He asked if I had sailed one before and I told him that I had but only once and that my friend did most of the work. He gave me the basics and when I finished nodding at the right time, he said I was good to go. I didn't want to look like a total fool so I pushed off and took it out a bit. I got a feel for how to trim the sail and sailing on two pontoons. When I was comfortable, I sailed in and beached it near Carole. ------- Chapter 59 She saw me and walked down. She said, "I saw you leave and thought you wanted some alone time." "No. I just wanted to make sure I was safe before I put you into harm's way. It was easy to learn so here I am. You may want to bring a towel with you so you can lie down. She went back and got a towel and her sunglasses. I was able to push the boat out again and made sure I had the boat pointed in the right direction before I hopped on and hauled in the sail to capture the wind and move us along. I tacked upwind for over a mile before turning abeam and picking up speed. Carole had been lying topless on the canvas decking. As we picked up speed, one pontoon started to come up out of the water and she got a little excited. I adjusted the rudder to put it back down into the water but soon found that fine line where I could keep it barely out of the water but not far enough to flip us over. I asked if she wanted to go again and she said she did. I came about and headed back into the wind cutting back and forth, as we moved up the coast. When we were a little further away from the hotel, she took off her bottoms. She had a nice, trimmed pussy with a small landing strip. I said, "You are trying to distract me, aren't you?" "I have not been able to lie out like this since coming to the States. I trust you and am happy for you to look at me if you want. I love the feel of the sun on my body." "I'm fine with it, but maybe we can both try getting naked together in my shower," I hinted. "I was hoping to see some more of your skin, too. I like what you have shown me so far. You must do a lot of push ups and sit-ups with that nice body." "So do you, Carole. I'll slow down so you can enjoy the sun. Let me know when you want to go back and I'll spin us around." "Thanks." I just kept sailing and then went out a little further. She eventually sat up, shimmied into her bottoms and then grabbed her top as I came about. She came and sat next to me and I pushed the envelope a bit and got up maybe two feet out of the water. It felt like ten feet but it was exciting and I had to pay attention to stay in control. As we turned toward shore, the boat settled back into the water as we came into the beach. The same guy came out to help me get it moved to the beach. He said, "I saw you come in. You seemed to have figured it out. Most people just putt around or give up. Every now and then I have to go out and get them." Carole and I stopped for my book and her beach bag. We walked back to the hotel and she asked, "Can I stop by my place and get a change of clothes for after our shower?" I said, "I'm not sure I want you wearing clothes after our shower, but you can pick something up to walk back to your room in, if I let you leave my room that is." "Such a tough guy with big words. Are you sure you don't live in LA?" "Let's get your cover-up and get this salt and sweat off." We made it to the shower and I turned it on to warm up while I got naked and hung up my bathing suit to dry. I turned and saw that Carole was standing there naked in the doorway. She looked me up and down but I was still soft. She said, "I guess I don't have the effect on you that I thought I would." "You have had that effect on me for the last hour and a half. I have since trained my body to accept your beauty as a given and not to react to mere looks alone. I think that you need to give a little physical stimulation." "See all the big talk and no action. You are from LA, aren't you?" I leaped at her, picked her up, and put her over my shoulder. I carried her in and tossed her on the bed. She bounced once and I got on the bed. She rolled on her stomach and got a swat on her ass. I put my arm under her arm and on top of her back and leveraged her onto her back. She was getting into the play and I said, "Take it back. I'm not from California and not from LA." "I won't take it back until you prove that you have what it takes." I put my weight on her and she bridged her back to try to get me off. I reached down and grabbed her cunt. She responded to that with a knee to my ribs and we were in a real wrestling match. I was having fun and almost let her gain the advantage so that I could then flip it around on her and have her struggling or gain control again. I put a hickey on her tit. I had hand prints on her ass and her puffy nipples were hard. I finally flipped her back on her stomach and reached down to find she was wet. I took my now hard cock and pressed at the pussy from behind. She said 'no' a couple of times as she spread her legs and tilted her hips to give me better access, to give her body to me." I didn't try to give her any pleasure. I was fucking her hard and fast for my pleasure and she was what I was using to masturbate. The bitch came three times before I could get off. I finally came and we were both sweaty and breathing hard. The shower was still going so I walked in, leaving her on the bed. I felt her enter and she said, "OK, you are big enough, in fact almost too big. You are tough enough also. The only other question we need to answer is, will this be a onetime thing or do I need to check out of my room because I won't need it in the future?" I was glad we were at a hotel in the middle of the day or we would have had freezing water by the time we got out. She had come eight times in the shower and I had cum twice. I was getting tired but didn't want to let it show so I told her I was hungry. I walked out and ordered two burgers and fries, and. a dozen oysters as well. I never feel different with sex, with or without the oysters, but I like to eat them and saw them on the menu. Carole put on some underwear. I opened the doors to the patio to let the breeze in, and Carole turned on some music after going through every station on the island. I knew it would be twenty minutes or so, I got us both a beer from the bar refrigerator. I said I needed to make a call and called Darcy. She answered and said they had finished dinner and she was just playing some music. She asked about my trip and told her that the trip was long. I told her about Carole and sailing. She asked if I had fucked her yet and I said, "I don't want to talk about that." Carole was listening and she grabbed the phone from me. She said, "Hello, this is Carole." She listened and then said, "It's nice to meet you Darcy, are you his girlfriend?"..."He said he didn't have a committed relationship with anyone."..."Well I think being someone's Master is a commitment as well. I think when you say exclusive and monogamous that's probably better as well."... "No, so far he hasn't done that yet but I'll ask him to later."... "It's pretty here."... "Some people think I'm pretty but I don't like to say that about myself."..."No, I'm not a student. I'm an actress and I was in Hollywood finishing up on a movie. We met on the plane. He held my hand when we went through a bad storm."... "It was nice meeting you too, and I'll try to take care of your Master until he can come home."..."You have to go?" I told Carole to ask her if she had made any mistakes while practicing today. Carole asked Darcy and after getting an answer, she turned to me and said, "Three, but it's a new piece." I had Carole tell her to get a leather belt out and whip her own ass three times and she had better count aloud. Carole told her and Darcy said, "Yes, Master." Carole hung up as the food showed up at the room. I got the door, wearing some shorts. The man wheeled in the cart, and I signed the slip. I put the food on the real table by the bar and Carole came over to eat. "You ordered me a burger? I can't eat that, I'll get fat." "I wanted you to eat it, so I ordered it for you. You are on vacation and I don't want you wearing out on me. You don't have to eat all the fries, just half." She looked at me and said, "Yes, Master. Darcy sounds like an interesting girl. She also sounds young. How old is she?" She asked. I replied, "She is two years older than me but she is a small girl and she is fun to play with. If she could be here playing with us, she would greatly love it. I miss her, but her parents wanted her home for spring break and they pay her allowance." "So she is almost 22 years old?" "No she is 20. She is a sophomore this year." I said. "That means you are 18, Britt, I'm 22. I'm four years older." "But I can kick your ass in wrestling and make you cum like a faucet. You love my nine-inch shaft and I make you feel safe when I don't make you feel scared." She said, "This is all true but after this week, it would be dangerous for anyone to see us together. It could hurt my career." "I guess you will have to keep and pay for your empty room so nobody finds out." She loved the burger and counted the fries but ate half. She left the oysters to me but did have one. She said that I would need the stamina. I did get an embarrassing call from the front desk asking if I could close the doors to my patio because one of the neighbors was complaining about the moaning, coming from my room. I told the desk that I would put her panties in her mouth but I liked the breeze. When room service came to drop off dinner, the delivery guy wouldn't look me in the eye but did catch several glances at Carole. I made her eat all of her grilled Papio fish and then half of her ice cream. I asked if she had enough for the day or if she needed to go again. She wanted to go again. She told me that Darcy said that I ate pussy very well and she was encouraging me to prove it again. When we finished again I told her that I wanted to take a walk on the beach. I had on shorts and a t-shirt. She had on panties and a pullover dress. We walked down the beach and then, when we finally found a secluded area, we left our clothes on the beach and we went skinny-dipping. I pulled her in and we made love for the last time that day standing in chest deep water. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her nipples were against my chest. While we were dressing she said, "You are not from LA. You are not from France. You are out of this world. You have just given me the best day of sun and sex that I could imagine. If you weren't just eighteen you would be in my room every night." "Promises, promises! If you aren't married in a couple of years, you can give me a call." I said. "What if I'm married?" "Then you will need to let your husband know that you will be getting fucked and get his permission." "A man with morals, you never cease to amaze me. Let's go take a shower and then sleep. I hope the workout today will help with your jet lag." It did and I slept until 7 AM before I got up and did my workout. I came back dripping in sweat and Carole rolled over as I changed to do my swim. She said, "Coffee." I called for a pot of coffee but then went swimming. The coffee pot was sitting on the table when I came back from the swim and Carole was on the patio drinking a cup with just her panties on. I kissed the top of her head and then went to rinse off. When I came back, I asked what she wanted to do for the day. "I had fun yesterday but we need to break up the day and make ourselves do something besides have sex." I said, "Well, I ran five miles and swam another this morning after my workout." "Shut up, I meant something I may want to do." "We could rent a Jeep and drive around. I would like to go fishing one day. If you would like to go, I can charter a boat for us. I wouldn't mind going diving on a reef or taking the catamaran out again. I had fun sailing yesterday." "Let's check on the Jeep. When we are out driving, we can check on the fishing. I wouldn't mind going out in the boat but I'm not sure about actually fishing." I went to the concierge and asked about renting a Jeep and he said that they had three available. He asked what room I was in and when I gave him my number, he looked at me funny. I asked if everything was OK. "Mr. Britton, I know that privacy and discretion is crucial to our industry, but honestly, you have made quite a reputation for yourself. It's not that you have done anything wrong, but more that you have done things different. You flustered Maggie so much that she told me the story about how you just walked in without a reservation and then demanded a discount because we don't have any suites with left-handed doorknobs. We all know that if the door is right-handed when you walk in that it's left-handed when you walk out but you caught her so off guard that she just gave you the discount. Everyone thought it was great and the hotel got money that we wouldn't have had without you. "Then we get some old lady complaining that she can't hear her soap opera on TV. This requires us to make a call and instead of getting mad at the lady or us, you said, well you know what you said and when the lady called back and asked what we had done to fix her problem, we gave her the same response you gave us and she said, 'Well good, thank you.' She was a complainer since she checked in but we have not had a call from her since." "I'm glad I can offer some entertainment. Do you have a fishing boat that you would recommend for charter? I know you get a referral fee and I'm fine with that, but make sure that he is aware that I'm left-handed and they need to account for that properly, with the handrail being on the wrong side as I walk around the boat. Tomorrow or the next day would be great. I would appreciate if you could let me know where and when to go. I'll also need a car to get there and back," I said. "I'll let him know about the left-handed discount and Maui Charters is our best producing boat in this area. I'll get it set up for you," he said. I took the keys and Carole walked up while I was signing for it. We headed south and found a little village to shop in and have lunch. We saw the marina for the fishing and made it down to Lahaina where they ran the snorkel tours. We ended up making a loop around the forest reserve and stopped for a short hike. We stopped at a small hole-in-the-wall local place for some shrimp for dinner, and then went back to the hotel for a walk on the beach and a shower before we made love for an hour before bed. I had to set the alarm because Bart, the concierge, left a message that the clock started ticking at 7:30 AM so it would be a good idea to arrive promptly on the boat at that time. Carole and I were up early and at the dock by 7:15. I made sure they had food and drinks for us and they said it was all included in the cost. We met Captain Bill and Jack the first mate. (Do all of them have the name Bill and Jack or just the ones I hire?) They took us out and said that the day before they had a good day. They asked what we were fishing for and I said, "We are just out to have fun. I wouldn't mind running into some tuna or mahi-mahi or maybe a marlin." Jack set about his work and soon there were six poles in the water with different bait. I went up top and asked Bill, "Is it OK if Carole sunbathes topless, she is not much into fishing? I didn't want to upset you or Jack, and I don't want or expect any trouble if she does." Bill said, "She wouldn't be the first one and Jack and I are professionals at what we do so she will be safe. I appreciate you asking. The answer on other boats would not be the same." There was a fighting chair in the middle of the deck and when a fish got on the line they would take the pole to the chair and whoever's turn it was would fight the fish. I told Carole that she was safe and free to sunbathe but I would feel better if she left her bottoms on. She smiled and wiggled out of her top and shorts. The zing of the line sounded and I went over to the chair. I felt the weight and fight of the fish in my hand and worked on it for about ten minutes. It was a medium-sized mahi-mahi. It went into the box and I put the line back in the water. Twenty minutes went by and another zing on the line. I took a little longer this time but had a good-sized tuna about fifteen pounds. Things got interesting when I was reeling in my third fish, another mahi, and when it was almost to the boat another line went off. I told Carole to come over and fight it. She got into the chair topless and I stood at the rail and brought mine in. The mate quickly got mine into the box and then went over to coach Carole. I stepped inside, grabbed the camera out of my bag, and snapped off a few of her fighting the tuna on her line. When the roll ran out, I changed film, and I went back out and took two more pictures and one of the fish. She was so excited about catching the fish. She loved the surprise that the fish she was fighting gave her, the real work it took to land it and the triumph of putting it in the boat. She said that she wasn't sitting by any more. I said, "That's fine. We will take turns, you will land your fish, and I'll land mine. Since you just got your tuna, the next one is mine unless you want the next two to even us up. We can also have Jack mark the fish so you will know which fish you caught when we get back to the dock." "You can go next, Britt, and then I'll have my turn." I got another tuna but it was twenty-five pounds. She was on the edge of her seat waiting for something to hit. Then out of nowhere, zing, "fish on," The line was running off the reel, and the mate set the hook hard as he moved it to the chair. Before he could reel in the extra lines he had another go off and I got a barracuda. Carole was still topless. It was so sexy to watch her fight the fish and it even sounded sexy as she cussed at the fish in French. She had been fighting the fish for thirty minutes and still had not seen it. She was a fighter, as I had found out during our wrestling match. She was not going to give up. Finally, we saw the fish break the surface and the big pacific marlin danced on his tail and then dove back down taking line as he went. Carole let off with, "Chiant/ça me fait chier," (that pisses me off) followed by, "Nique ta mere," (fuck your mother)." I told you she was cute. The sweat was building on her abs and chest as she worked to land the big fish. An hour later, we had a complete lesson in French cursing and a 215-pound marlin on the boat. She was so proud that she had the bill in one hand and her other fist in the air as I snapped a picture of the topless beauty. We had more than enough fish so I asked her if she wanted to keep going or head in. She said she did not want to fish any longer and it was getting into the afternoon so Captain Bill headed to port. We pulled in and we took some more pictures with her clothes on. I told Bill to get a couple with his camera in color and have some prints made that she could sign. I told him that she was an actress and had a big career ahead of her and having her picture with him Jack and the fish couldn't hurt his business. He did just that and the concierge had the pictures for her to sign later in the week. Jack cleaned all the fish except the marlin which was sent to the taxidermist for Carole. They loaned us a cooler to take the fish to the hotel. The chef was happy for the free, fresh fish. Jack was happy for the tip. Bill was happy for the charter and his tip. Carole was happy for catching the fish and I was happy that everyone was happy and I was having fresh fish for dinner. The chef usually charges a plate fee to cook the fish, but we had brought so much that he waived the fee and offered to cook us a meal. We started with tuna and spicy tuna sushi. Next course featured seared tuna with sesame oil. We then had mahi-mahi grilled and the barracuda smoked. The sides were all on the plate but I can eat veggies at home. Carole loved the meal and said, "I caught this today," when they delivered it to the table. We tipped the wait staff well and went back to thank and complement the chef. We dropped off the cooler the next day on the way to go snorkel. The boat left at ten and went until 2 PM. I had the kitchen pack up a lunch and drinks because I always get hungry when I go diving. Carole loved the colorful fish and coral. She had another fun day and we had another fun night. We were at the end of our sex for the night when she said, "I thought I needed to rest because I was so tired, but the last couple of days have not been sitting on the beach and I feel great. I needed to get away from what I was doing, not sit on my ass somewhere." "I got something you can do," I told her. She smiled and then tackled me. We had another wrestling match. When I had her pinned to the bed and she said uncle, I slipped my cock into her mouth and gave her something to do. She gave me a few more blowjobs over the next few days as her monthly visitor came in the morning. She sat on the beach because cramps nagged at her. She did get tan and I took her sailing and even taught her how to sail the boat. We made love two times before the end of her trip. I had some extra days but changed my flight and flew back with her. She couldn't spend time with me in LA. I was only eighteen but she thanked me for being her escort and she took my contact information. I had spent a little more than budgeted but I was fine with it. I called Darcy and she came back early to "study" she told her dad and "be with her man" she told her mom. We enjoyed each other and Darcy went ape shit when we developed the pictures of Carole fishing. I had them framed and put in my bedroom. I remember the day I got a call from Darcy in 1981 saying that Carole had landed the role of the latest Bond girl in "For your Eyes Only." The rest of the year passed. Darcy was moving in across the hall with Cathy and Dani but was taking the summer to work as an intern with the Orlando Symphony. Dani was interesting because her mom couldn't afford it and boosters can't give gifts to scholarship students. Reggie passed the bar and got a job as a corporate attorney for a certain media company in Orlando. They increase his salary by $250 a month when the owner found out his sister wanted to move in downstairs from his son. Can you say, "Thank you, Daddy?" It was summer and again I made inquiries about people looking for an adventure. Doug and John were working for their dads. Angus was working and couldn't take off for the summer but April was going home anyway so she could be near Angus and see him on weekends. Karen was moving to Orlando to work at Orlando Regional to do her internship. Michelle was staying in Gainesville for now and was teaching summer school. I was going to Alaska to cross it off my list, but I had no idea what or how I wanted to make the trip. Did I want to take a cruise out of Seattle and relax my way to Alaska? I could go salmon fishing or just visit Anchorage, Fairbanks, Juneau and wherever else. Did I want to get a job for the summer or just play? ------- Chapter 60 I decided to grab a backpack, some clean underwear, and some cash and buy a plane ticket. June was just starting and it looked like the weather would be a little cool. I made a one-way reservation to fly out of Orlando to Anchorage for a week later. While I was home, I saw Mom and Dad as well as most of my friends. I called Marshal, made an immediate appointment to see him. I got in the car and went to his office. He greeted me like an old friend and invited me into his office. We talked about school, his son and his family, before making the turn towards business. I asked how his sales were doing and he told me that there was some push back at first but now the salesman are all on board and making more money per sale. He said that across the board, his average sale has increased forty percent but the kicker has been that repeat business is up sixty percent because they see the ads working. If a customer used to spend $10,000, now they spend $14,000, and then do it again the same year for another $14,000, so the sale of that customer went from $10,000 to $28,000. That's an $18,000 up sell. That equals $360 to me. I kidded Marshal and he said, "I was serious when I agreed to the sales deal. I've bought you over $400,000 worth of silver. It hasn't done much and is still going for around $7 an ounce. I bought a million ounces after we last talked so my $6 million has grown to $7 million." "Marshal, my charts are still pointing higher. Something is happening. If you want to lend me $10 million, I'll pay you ten percent interest." "You have increased my sales by $20 million so far, so if you're serious, I'll take the risk." "I'll take it. Please buy silver with it and keep track of it for me. I can pay the interest and taxes when I sell." He said, "Was there another reason you stopped by or are we just kicking the can around the room?" I said, "Marshal, I need to borrow money, but am not sure of the best way to do it. I'll be graduating in a year and starting my empire. I can push it back five to ten years while I build my capital base, but I was hoping to start it sooner and wanted to get some ideas about the best way to go about doing it.? "I thought we were all going to become rich when the silver hits," he said. "Marshal, when I say empire, I mean empire. You now have around a million ounces of silver. If you get out at a price of $40 an ounce, that's worth $40 million. I have just less than three million ounces, if I get to an average investment of three dollars an ounce then when I cash out at $40 or $42, I should have about $120 million before taxes with about $80 million after taxes not including what you are investing for me. I think it will take another seven to ten years to turn that into around ten billion and that's what I need to start building my business. I can go in slow but my goal is to put all of my competition out of business before they know I'm in business." "That's a lot of money. How would you put your competitors out of business?" "We've talked about this before. If you can find a better way of doing business and patent it then you can leave your competition where they can't compete. For your newspapers, you must have someone cut down trees, and grind them into a pulp. Then you add a bunch of chemicals in a factory. From there they make the newsprint and then put it into big rolls. Then they ship the rolls and finally they use them with large printing presses, to run copies of the paper. They fold it, bundle it and ship it to delivery drivers, who place it on people's front step, and into coin operated boxes and stores. That sounds like a lot of people and machines just to deliver the news. If I came up with a way for your writers to write and your editors to edit the news but just before it hits the presses, we then stop. We run the copy through a machine and it prints out in every customers home. It prints on a paper that will erase itself when they run it through the next day for the next day's news. The home machine and the paper will both last for ten years and the cost is $13. Therefore, for me to print the paper for one customer for ten years is a delivered to the door cost of $13. That's equal to a penny every three days for the printing. Can you compete with me?" "No. I can't compete with that." "Marshal, if I started tomorrow I could only afford to build my building, hire the staff, gather the news and deliver it to 10,000 people. It will take me ten years to get the rest of the machines built and delivered. While I do this over the next ten years, you will buy one of my machines, figure out how it works, build your own, and then compete with me. If I have a machine for every customer in the country when I open my doors, you're out of business. I need money for those machines." "Are you serious about the paper?" "No. I have another business but I was trying to explain it in your terms. I'm going to revolutionize the world." "Britt, I'm going to need more if I'm going to see about getting money." He said. I reached in my bag and handed him an NDA. He looked at it and then signed it. I said, "Marshal, if I didn't trust you, I wouldn't be here. I need this to protect a trillion dollars." I started to lay out my plan and about fifteen minutes in, he stopped me. He said, "Britt, this is so simple and so huge that I can't believe it hasn't been done. How much do you need?" "I would like to have $50 billion to start. I could use more or take less, but for me to have the doors wide open on day one that's what I'm thinking. When we're at one hundred percent capacity, I expect payroll to reach over $3 billion a week. This is to cover startup and infrastructure." "What's the goal?" he asked, "Where do you get off?" "The government will quickly declare it a monopoly but it will take five years of court battles to figure out how to make it work. I'll drive the costs so low that nobody else can compete. When I set it up, it will be multiple corporations working together. If I make one percent of gross revenue, I'll make billions. Anyone that tries to compete with me at that level can't possibly work on one percent gross revenue and can't come within twenty-five percent of my costs so the American people will have to pay twenty-five percent more or continue to use me. What's Congress going to do? Monopolies are bad because they can raise prices without checks or balances. That's a tough argument." "I'll have contracts with all the ancillary companies in place with the money-making company so if they take over one or the other, I'll still get paid after they buy me out." He asked, "Are you looking for a partner?" "Not really. I'll take on a partner if they're willing to accept a fixed price buyout." "What do you mean by that?" he asked. "Marshal, you own one million ounces of silver at $6 an ounce. Today is June 1. I'm going to manage your silver for you. In the next six months what would you consider a good return on your silver?" "One hundred percent," he said. "So if you were to get $12 an ounce or even $14 an ounce on Dec. 1st. you would be comfortable selling?" I asked. "Yes I would take $14 as a good return." "So if we had a deal that said at any time in the next six months I could buy this silver from you for $30 an ounce would you be happy?" "Yes, $30 would be a great return." "If it's $14 or $26 you still own it and can do whatever you want but if it gets to $30 then it's mine. You no longer own it. You get your $30 and go away. We're no longer partners and I no longer work for you. If the price goes to $40 or $140, you still only get $30 and you go away. You were happy with $14 and you got $30 so you can't get pissed off because I made another $100. Does that make sense?" "So I would be rich and you would be filthy rich. That seems fair. You have the idea and the plan and I just have money. Others have money but nobody has the plan. What's the buyout you were considering?" "I'm thinking ten years. Using one billion as a number I would think around ten would be a good price to buy it out. That would mean their investment would double every three years or a twenty-five percent compounded return. I would want to structure it such that I could buy out anytime in the first ten years at ten and then up to twenty years at the double every three years rate, prorated." "I would invest at that rate." He said. We shook on it, reminded him of the NDA, and I told him my projections. "I want to rock the world and the infrastructure. This should take three years to see positive returns. It will make money after three years but still have debt. I can drop the price of services ten percent to steal business and still make a twenty to thirty percent profit margin. Invested back into the company, it will take two to five years to eliminate all the debt and then all the savings to pay off the investors will turn into profits. All the other companies and services will all be up and running and for the group as a whole, it wouldn't surprise me if we were making over $10 million an hour in profit. That means that every four days and four hours you should create a billion dollars in profit. I would decrease the price to keep the profit margin lower after I bought you out. However, if I dropped from thirty percent to one percent that just means three months to net a billion instead of four days. We have one year to figure out the financing." I left Marshal to think about all that I'd laid out to him. It was summer so the next week I flew into Anchorage and rented a car. The size of the state was so overwhelming. As an example, to drive from Anchorage to Juneau takes almost twenty hours, while from Anchorage to Fairbanks is almost seven hours. I don't think I have the time or desire to make those kinds of treks. I'm sure that they would be pretty but since I only had a few months until I had to return to school, I didn't think that I could fit it in. There was too much open space to make it worth my time. I spent a week in Anchorage, met the some locals, and went out to see Portage glacier and some other local attractions. I saw a moose and many eagles that helped with my photo collection. I met some local girls but they were just teases and I didn't want to waste my time. I decided to head home. I was at the airport and saw a direct flight to Seattle, so at the last minute, I decided to spend some time there. I flew in and soon I was down between Seattle and Tacoma. I took a cab up to Seattle and checked into the Hilton. I spent a day sight seeing and stopped at the original Starbucks to have a cup of coffee. While having my coffee, I was reading along in the local paper. At the same time, I was thinking about what I would do for the rest of the summer, so on a whim, I looked at the jobs section. There was a posting for a job down at the wharf for a summer intern to work on transportation schedules. I almost forgot my coffee as I hailed a cab for the docks. I found the place and they asked me to fill out an application. I waited for a few minutes when a man around forty-five came out and asked me to come into his office. He said, "Hello, my name is Joe Carlson. I see that you are looking for a summer intern spot in our division. We are in charge of all of the trucks and trains that take the freight that's unloaded off the cargo ships and get them to where they need to go. We are working to revise the methods we use and develop a new system using computers to manage the freight." "So you want me to design a new system for you?" "We know what we want to do so we are not looking for someone to create the system but to help us do the research on the method we will use and to get it in place. We thought this would be a good opportunity for one of the kids at U Dub (University of Washington) to get some work experience. We hired one but he'd other stuff that he needed to do, like go on vacation. I looked at your application and I see you're from the University of Florida and you're here in Seattle. Can you tell me what brought you to our office?" "Mr. Carlson, I'm just the opposite of your last employee. I was on vacation and got bored so I decided I needed to work. I already have my apartment, classes and books at the University and classes start on August 17. As long as I'm on a plane by August 16, I'm yours twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. I want to get into the shipping business when I graduate and this is better than anything I could learn at school." "What kind of work have you done in the past?" "Mostly brain work. My last job was in process consulting for a media company in Orlando." "I don't see that on your resume application. How long were you there?" "I fixed the problem in twenty minutes." "That doesn't sound much like a job." "Can I make a long distance call so you can check my references?" He said, "I'm interested to see how this call goes, so sure." I called and got Marshal's secretary. I was on speakerphone when she answered. "Peterson Communications, Office of the President." I asked to speak to Marshal and gave my name. She said he was in a meeting but if I could hold, she would pass him a note. The next voice was Marshal. "Britt, where are you these days? I can use some help this summer." "Mr. Peterson, I'm on a speaker phone here in Seattle with Mr. Carlson. He works for the Port of Seattle and is looking for an intern to work with him on shipping schedule management. He was asking about references and work experience and since I'm a lazy college kid and you're the only person I've worked for I needed a reference." Marshal said, "Hello Mr. Carlson, My name is Marshal Peterson and I own Peterson Communications in Orlando. You need to hire Britt if you know what's good for you." "Hello, Mr. Peterson. He told me that he only worked for you for about twenty minutes. How come it was so short of a time?" Marshal responded, "Actually, it was a long time. It took him five minutes to solve my problem and fifteen minutes for him to convince me to try his solution. In case he didn't tell you, he didn't take a salary but we made a deal to pay him two percent of the added income to the company for one year. The year still has three months left but it looks like he'll be making more for those twenty minutes than I will in salary this year. Just hire him until he gives you a reason to fire him. He's a great kid but keep him away from your daughters. I have to get back to the meeting, but I would never miss taking a call from Britt. Britt, if it doesn't work out then I can always use you here." Mr. Carlson said, "I don't have a daughter so consider yourself hired. And call me Joe." Joe and I spent the next few days laying out what he wanted. I asked him why he doesn't automate more and work less. I told him that he could have stickers made that were unique for each container and be able to track them from the time they came off the ship, they placed them on a train or a truck and be in a position to enter all that information into a computer. You would have to have data entry people at each transition point but each one would save the job of ten. I explained the concept and he asked about the equipment. I didn't know but I knew that grocery stores used it. I had seen a UPC code on a pack of gum at the airport. I went out, got a pack of gum, and brought it back. I made a call to Wrigley to ask about the technology and they pointed me to IBM. I made an appointment for IBM to come out to the port to meet with Joe. The next week we had Rob Porter and his team from IBM doing all of my an Joe's work as they worked to understand the needs of the port and to develop a new application for the grocery store bar code product. Joe took me to lunch and said, "Marshal was right. You and I are here eating fish and chips while ten other people are doing our work for free." "Joe, we still have a lot to do but we're letting the experts do what they can do to sell us their products and solve our problems. It's going to cost a bunch but you will save a bunch more. Computers don't go on vacation or call in sick. They don't go on strike with the union either. I want to learn about what Rob and IBM comes up with so I can figure out my shipping problems before I have them." Joe said, "Britt, you have mentioned that before. What are your plans? I've been in shipping for twenty-four years. I can even retire next year if I want. There are boats, trucks, trains and planes for moving stuff around. It isn't hard work but coordinating the flow is tricky. I could have a container sit on that dock for years if it slipped through the cracks. With this new system, I can tell you at any time the container that has been here the longest and its exact location." We worked for another six weeks together and then we had the project laid out and approved before I left. It would be another six months before they started the installation. I lived in the Hilton the entire time and I invited Joe to dinner the last night I was there. We met in the lobby and took the elevator to the restaurant on the top floor overlooking the city and the Sound. Joe asked, "I never knew where you lived. Have you been here the entire time?" "Yes, I have. I usually stay here when I'm in town." "I have a guest room you could have used." "Joe, Marshal wasn't kidding about my pay. I'm looking at making $1.2 million when my contract is up. That's $60,000 a minute for my work. I can afford to stay here. Although I did negotiate a lower rate, when I found out I would be staying for six weeks. You said you were up for retirement next year and I'll be starting my company and looking for a main man to oversee logistics. If I give you a call, will you listen to my idea and consider joining me?" I asked. "Britt, I think you're crazy with your ideas. I thought that Marshal was blowing smoke up my ass, but you figured out my problem in one day and had ideas the next. You have told me that you have a big idea that will change the shipping business. If it will put everyone else out of business, I don't ever want to work for anyone else. I'll need more information before I can make a verbal commitment but I'll give you the opportunity to show me the light. I'm glad you walked into my office. I consider you a good friend." We had a nice dinner and I charged it to my room. I walked Joe down to the lobby and we shook hands. I said, "Joe, I plan on you helping me for another fifteen years. At that point you will have trained your replacement and have so much money that your wife will need six boyfriends just to help her spend it all. I want you to keep an eye out for talent. Specifically, look for people who know the industry but also can work with new ideas and solve problems." "I know a few already in trucking and in railroad. I spoke with this guy with UPS who's sharp as a tack and had some good ideas about overseas shipping. I'll hold onto his card. Do well in school and I look forward to hearing from you." When I made it back to Gainesville, I had to take a cab back to my place. There was a party in full swing and my apartment was wide open. I felt tired from traveling but dropped my bags inside the front door and walked in. I saw two girls that I didn't know, making frozen margaritas in my kitchen. I asked, "What are you making?" "We're making drinks for the party." "What's the party for?" I asked. "They're calling it a "Where the hell is Britt party," she said. "I know Britt. Do you know where he is?" "Duh. If we knew where he was then we would change the name of the party to "Back to School."" I said, "Do you live here?" "No, we're in the house next door but Cathy invited us. She's Britt's sister and she doesn't know where he is either." "Is he going to get pissed when he finds out you had a party at his place when he wasn't here?" "Fuck if I know. There are some friends of his out back that you can ask," she said. I picked up my bag and walked back to my bedroom. Nobody was there but the sliding door was open to the patio. I walked out and the next thing I know Darcy is tackling me. "I told them if we all got naked and had a party that you would show up. I've missed you so much. I haven't been with a man since you left. Take me in and make love to me immediately." I said, "Darcy, I haven't been with another woman or man sexually since I was with you." "I don't believe you. Where have you been, in a cave?" "I've spent all this time working on my dream and it's starting to grow. I want to quit school but I still have work to do. I've missed you, neighbor." She said, "I've missed you too, Master. You can take me inside, in the pool or right here but please take me. My body craves you." I heard someone calling my name as I shut the sliding glass door and locked it. I closed the blinds and then locked the door to the hall. I turned to find Darcy naked and spread eagle on the bed. I fucked her hard and got off once. I kept going until I had a second cum and she had three as well. We showered and I asked why they opened my place up for the party. She said, "You had the stuff all set up for drinks, cooking, a bong and patio. Cathy made the call." I said, "I should feel pissed, but if I'd been here it would have been the same. Since we're already naked, we should go jump in the pool." We ran out and dove in the pool. The good part was that it triggered others to get naked and wet as well. I was lucky because everyone that came to say hello was also naked and the girls all wanted a hug, so I took the opportunity to rub up against them naked. A couple of them even got a quick poke. I just waved or shook hands with the guys. April scolded Darcy for fucking me, but I think that April just wanted her turn because she was on my dick as soon as Darcy climbed off. She told me that Angus was doing well and was working on a special project for her dad around trucks or something. She said he was really enjoying it but hadn't met the customer. I told her that was great. She said that she expected an easier year now that her hardest math classes were behind her. The party wound down and Darcy spent the night cuddled up next to me. School started almost as it ended. That included tennis with John, golf on Sundays with April, school and workouts. More friends were close by. I had bought three different books of maps as well as a huge one for my wall. I started to make a grid and define locations of all the land I would need for building my truck stops. I gave April a project for her Civil engineering course to design a truck stop for motorists as well as truckers that included everything needed in my big plan. After she came up with some ideas, she decided to put in a control tower to manage everything from a central location. It also became the logo for the company. I was going to keep them separate on paper but there would be office space for the dispatchers and sales people, a bank with walk in and drive through services, and a good restaurant with dine in, take out and drive through. There would also be an insurance agency. Each of these would be stand-alone businesses that would have space that they leased from the gas and convenience store. I had some other space set aside for future growth. We also had a big roundabout so traffic never had to stop getting in or out of the lot. We did six different designs until it worked for me. She felt good about what she'd done and wondered why nobody had ever done something like this before. This year they remembered and celebrated my birthday. I woke to chicken and waffles with Dani and April in panties and t-shirts. I told Dani that when she opened her restaurant that her waitresses should wear this as their uniform. I also told her to come up with some additional recipes because I have many spaces that will quickly need restaurants. Marshal and Peggy came up for the first game of the season in early September. Silver was now sitting at $10. Marshal asked if it was taking off yet. I said, "Marshal, we're getting closer. There's a resistance point at $11 and if it hits $11 and goes back down, then it's still regrouping. If it breaks through then we will just have to see how high it goes. The line that was its resistance now becomes a support line. I showed him on paper and he said he would take my word for it." Dani stopped by to spend some time with her sugar daddy and I took Peggy to bed with Darcy and me. John and Cathy didn't want to know what was going on so they just stayed away when there were no planned meals or activities. That first game started a series of phone calls that almost drove me nuts. Silver went crazy up and down and fast and slow. I would get calls from Reggie and Marshal. April would stop by every day. Beth even called about it and I didn't even know she bought any. Ken would find reasons to call about the trucking project and then ask about silver. It did break through $11 and then regrouped at $17 forming a new bottom or support level. This gave me a new trend line to follow. The market took another huge jump in November. I just focused on school. Over Thanksgiving, I went to Grandma and Grandpa's home. We were watching a game on TV when he said, "Britt, I was expecting your call a couple of times over the last few months but I would just say to myself, 'He'll call when It's time.' I have over $40 million in silver and I can barely sleep at night. You have more than I do, so I wanted to make sure you're doing alright." I got up, went over to Grandpa, and gave him a hug. I said, "Grandpa, I love you. If you can't sleep at night, sell it. I think you can live on $40 million. If you run out, I'll give you an allowance." "Do you think it will go much higher?" he asked. "Grandpa, I think it will have one bigger jump. It's at $17 now. If you can sell between $35 and $42, you will probably be out near the top. If you can average $40 then you will have $100 million before taxes." "I'll take your word for it and if you think that it will go higher I won't worry about it dropping." he said. ------- Chapter 61 The more I thought about my business plan the more that I wanted to speed up the implementation and avoid the years of investing that it would take to save enough to do everything by myself. To make this happen, I knew that it was important for me to improve my organizational skills, gather all the data and finish the business plan. I had a professor for my finance class that was the head of the business department at the school. I stopped by during office hours to speak with Dr. Stahl. I told him that I was putting together a business plan and was hoping to find someone who has the knowledge to review it for me. He said, "Britt, I'm too busy to help you out but I have some top of the class MBA students that I could ask to give you the guidance and assistance you're seeking. Are you looking for some free advice or do you have a couple of dollars or a case of beer to pay for their work?" "Dr. Stahl, I want the best. I was hoping to pay you but if you can recommend your top one or two students to look it over, then I would at least feel more comfortable knowing that I didn't forget something major. The more I have to defend my deductions, the more comfortable I'll feel with my conclusions." "I have two students that I'll meet with and see if they have any interest in looking over the business plan. If they are, then I'll give them your number to follow-up with you and make the appropriate arrangements." I thanked him and left him my name and number. Two days later, I received calls from Christie Sox and Lucas Haun offering to review my business plan. I asked them to both stop by on Friday afternoon for a meeting. In the meantime, I made copies of everything in the business plan and collateral materials that they would need to use for reference purposes. We met at my apartment. They knew each other from school and we all sat down around my dining room table. I got them each a drink and thanked them for coming by. Lucas asked, "Dr. Stahl said that you were willing to pay us for our review. Is that right?" "I said I would. How much do you charge?" "How about twenty dollars?" "Lucas, I was hoping that you would do a good job for me. I'm looking for an in-depth analysis. That means taking the time to understand the project, do the research and then define where things are lacking and make recommendations s on how to improve them. You have thrown out a price and you haven't even asked about the size or scope of the project. If you're just looking for twenty bucks then I'll give you twenty bucks. But if we agree on a price and you don't deliver on your side that won't make me very happy." "Maybe we should talk about the project first." I handed out and reviewed the NDA with them. I explained that they would be responsible for not only themselves but also anyone else that they shared information with to complete their project. I also gave them each a couple of blank copies just in case they needed them. After they each read and signed the NDA, I went into the Den and came back with four binders full of information. I set them down in front of Lucas, then went back, and got four more for Christie. I spent the next hour lying out the plan in general and then in more specific detail for each area of operation. I took them into the huge map in the Den and explained the grid across the United States for the truck stops and shipment transfer stations. We went back out, Christie grabbed a pad of paper, and I got one of mine for Lucas. We sat in the family room and started a question and answer session for the next hour and a half. I think that they both wanted to ask more questions but didn't know what else to ask. I said, "This is an open book test. I'm here if you think of anything or have further questions. I want to get this right. I don't want you to think that you have to do this all on your own." "Christie said, "I was thinking that because of the size of this project that I may put together a team to do the work. I'll work on a good portion of it but will use others on specialized parts of the project and I'll review with them all their findings and then build the final report. Would you be alright with that approach?" "Christie, I want to get the best results that I can. This is real for me and I have done all that I can in putting that business plan together. If you need a team to do that then I'm fine with it. If word gets out then it could hurt me financially so you need to make sure that you make it clear that anyone that lets this out would be subject to a lawsuit if it was their fault." She said, "I'm fascinated by the overview and I would like to use this as a project for one of my classes. If I can get the teacher to agree to allow us to work under an NDA and can get my study group to do the same, then I think I can make time to do this for you. I think that if I chose five other students at twenty hours each and then another fifty for me that we could cover all the bases with a hundred and fifty man-hours. Is five dollars an hour too much for me? I can get the others to work for free?" Lucas said, "Would you want me to work with Christie or do this on my own or do you just want to hire one of us?" "Lucas don't you remember that you're working for twenty bucks?" "I, um, Britt, I can't do this project for twenty bucks." "I know you can't. I'll give you each a two hundred and fifty dollar budget. Based on your results, I'll also offer a bonus." "How much is the bonus?" Lucas asked immediately. "The bonus is what your work is worth to me. If you come back and say, I can't find anything wrong with it then I did all the work and the bonus will be smaller. If you came back and said, that I forgot about xyz and my projections were off by thirty percent then I would pay a larger bonus. Don't make stuff up. I want the truth and if it is right I would like your opinion why you think that way." Christie spoke up again and said, "Can I have a month? Preferably just before or more preferably just after the Christmas break just in case I need the vacation to finish up my analysis." "I think that after Christmas break will be a good target. Is that enough time for you Lucas?" He said, "That should be good." "Alright, keep receipts for your expenses and if they're reasonable I will cover them. If you order in lobster for your work sessions then that's money out of your pockets. Are there any other questions?" They both said no and gathered their information before heading out. I sat down and was happy to have some other input into my work but also scared about what they might find. I felt tired, I opened a bottle of merlot, and put on some classical music. I sat in my Eames chair in the den and looked up at the map on the wall. I could picture little dots moving along the interstate system carrying freight and making money. I walked through the plan in my head. Just as the album ended, I was going to refill my wine glass when Darcy came in. I met her in the entry and pulled her in for a kiss. She held me and rubbed my back. She said, "You're in one of your moods aren't you?" I just nodded. She asked, "Are you sad or afraid? You seem to go into a funk and I worry about you?" "I'm just a kid that has never done anything like what I want to do. Nobody has ever done what I want to do. I'm afraid not for me, but for all the people who are reaching out to help me, that I'll let them down. I'm afraid that in ten years, that the interstates will have four hundred mini ghost towns that were once my truck stops. All of the employees will be gone, the businesses will be bankrupt and I'll end up as a failure. This is like when they pushed a huge aircraft carrier into the water for the first time. There's always a chance that all the planning comes up short and the thing just sinks to the bottom." "I have never heard of that happening baby. You're doing the planning and it will work. Did you meet with the MBA students to review your plan? Did they see any huge flaws?" "They left a while ago and didn't say that they saw any flaws. I'm just anxious to see the thing float. After that we can figure out how fast we can make her go." "It will float. It will. Let's go to the bedroom and see if I can relieve some of your stress." I was still emotional and when she lie down beside me and put her head on my chest, I felt a tear form in the corner of my eye. I felt her love and confidence pour into me. I was still a teenager and had hormones and fears that took over. Darcy went up on her elbow, gave me a kiss, and then kissed away the tear. She then went down, spent the next twenty minutes making love to my cock and giving me a sensual blowjob. She would bring me to the edge with those talented lips and tongue of hers. She would then back off for a while and then bring me back. After the fourth or fifth time she took me over the edge and I could feel the pent-up stress release from my body and fill her mouth. I went to thank her and return the favor but she pushed me away and said that she was fine. After holding each other for a while, she asked if I was hungry and we walked down the strip to Snuffy's and had a couple of drinks and a nice dinner. We talked about what our plans were and how the meeting went. I told her about some of the questions and concerns they had. She listened and as she did, more of my stress left me. I felt like she was taking some of my worries and fears and she was at least sharing them with me. They weren't going away but I didn't feel so alone. I heard from both Christie and Lucas a week later. Lucas was wondering if I could give him an advance on some of the money for the project. I gave him a hundred bucks and sent him on his way. Christie wanted to talk about the project and let me know what they had done so far. She came over around four and we went over the people who she'd brought on and the areas of specialty that she'd covered. She had spoken with Dr. Stahl and she said he was a little unsettled when she pulled out the NDA for him to sign. The project fascinated him and he was a little upset with himself for dismissing me without looking it over first. She said, "He said, Britt was always a great student but I had no idea that he had this in his brain. I told him that I wanted to review it with my team and use it as a case study for class but had to keep it classified and not share it. He said that he would be interested to see what, if anything, we found wrong with the plan. He said that you were pretty thorough so I may want to look for things to add in to the plan along with the work that you assigned." "That sounds like a good idea. I have added in things as I have solved problems but I have not specifically gone looking for things. I'm trying to stay focused on the main part of the business but the thing keeps growing." She went in and looked at my map and I walked in with her. She said, "This map and the one you sent with us isn't a topographical map. I was wondering if you have mapped out the elevation changes for each route." "That's a good question. I haven't done it but the engineering firm that I'm working with has the proposed locations for every one of the truck stops and has gotten the pertinent information from the Department of Transportation with the exact specifications and elevation changes, grades, surface materials, banking for the roads and exit ramps. The last time I spoke with them, they were talking about rubber composites for the tires. I guess there will be a difference for concrete and asphalt." "They sound like they're pretty detailed in what they're doing. I was going to have an engineering student check all the routes but it sounds like it would be a waste of time. I'll leave it up to you." I said, "I'm glad you asked but I'm comfortable with the engineering. The guy is a perfectionist. Is there anything else that you needed?" "No, I have found a few things but let me hold on to them until the final report. I still have some detail work on that section that I still need to do." "I don't know if I should feel happy or sad about you finding something. I guess I'm human after all. Can I take you to dinner to thank you for the work so far?" "I'm a college student; I never pass up a free meal. That Ramen Noodle will just have to wait until tomorrow." I got her a beer and told her that Darcy would be coming with us and that I expected her to come by in a while. She wandered around looking at the photos on the wall as she waited for Darcy. She was looking at a picture of Darcy when she came in. Christie did a double take and then said, "You look hot in this picture." Darcy said, "Thanks, you should see the ones in his bedroom." Christie blushed and said, "Right now, this is about all I can take." We were walking out and April was just walking up into the parking lot. I asked if I could buy her dinner and she said to give her a minute to drop off her books. Darcy and Christie were talking but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I was at the bottom of the stairs and April took a leap off the third step and landed in my arms. She kissed my cheek as I let her down to the ground and she said, "I got an A on my mechanical engineering exam." I told her that I was happy for her and introduced her to Christie. Christie had almost the same build as April but had brown hair and wore glasses. They made her look studious like a hot teacher or librarian. We walked down to the Porpoise to get some food and some beers. Christie picked up the menu and we just ordered oysters, burgers and a pitcher of beer. Christie said, "I'll have the same as them." As always, I turned into the focal point of all of their jokes and it became a story time for Christie. I went to the men's room and came back to three whispering girls. That's never a good sign. I ordered another pitcher and watched the basketball game on the TV. After we finished, we walked back to the apartment. They all came back to my place. It was a Friday night so we didn't have school in the morning. April asked if anyone wanted to get stoned. Both Darcy and Christie said they did. I said, "Christie, before we go too far, I want to let you know that if you get too drunk or stoned, I won't let you drive home. You can stay in the guest room or I'll call you a cab but we had a friend that had a bad accident and I like you too much to let you get hurt." "When it is time to go we can see how I'm feeling and then make the call. If you can afford the cab or the spare room then I think I'll stay. I haven't taken time to blow off steam lately." April got out the bong and the girls all got high. I was not in the mood but watched them play. Darcy got out the bottle of Absolut from the freezer and some shot glasses. They played quarters at the coffee table and I just watched. I did fix myself a Jack and Coke and had a hit on the bong while they did a second round but I was feeling very relaxed while they continued to hammer themselves. After four or five shots each, I put a stop to the shots and returned the bottle to the freezer. I got out some beers and said, "I don't care if you get drunk but I don't want to take anyone to get their stomachs pumped tonight." I put on the album, London Calling by the Clash and sat back to watch them play their games. They played some more drinking games and then wanted to play truth or dare. April picked Darcy first and Darcy was soon topless. I knew this was going downhill fast. It turned into a dirtier version of tell stories about Britt than the one at the restaurant. I saw Christie look over and lick her lips with that predatory look in her eyes. When all the girls did a third round of bong hits and some dancing in just their panties, they were still in a good mood and I could see that Christie had some nice titties. They each did a couple of shots of beer after the dance party and then Darcy passed out on the couch. April was not far behind and Christie was in no shape to drive. I went to the hall closet and got out the mop so I could get to the bucket in the closet. I returned the mop and went to get three race shirts from my drawer. I went back to the living room and they were so cute. Stoned and drunk out of their skulls, passed out on the couch. I snapped a few pictures. I think Angus would like one for when theirs kids get out of hand. He could blame it on their mother's genes. I did get a shirt on all three girls and as I leaned Darcy back toward the couch, she woke up and was ready to hurl. I handed her the bucket and walked her to the bathroom so she could use the bathroom in the hall. She did make it to the bathroom and puked her guts. After she finished, she just wanted to lie on the cool tile for a while. I left her and went back to check on the others. Christie was the next one. She never quite passed out but she did doze off. She woke up and the room was spinning. I got her up with the bucket and had her step over Darcy to evacuate some of the alcohol from her system. I didn't want April to feel left out so I got her up and had her try to get sick in my bathroom. It didn't take much. After thirty minutes of puking off and on, all of them collapsed, so I cleaned them up with a washcloth and got them each to bed after four aspirin and a glass of water. April and Darcy stayed in my room and Christie went to the guest room. I hid her car keys just in case she woke up and I put away all the party evidence and cleaned up a bit before going to sleeping on the couch. I made sure to close all the blinds and drapes before letting them sleep. I was up early and they were all sleeping hard. I closed the doors to the rooms and did my morning workout. I even went and swam. I came back and they were all still asleep. I fixed some coffee and heated up a kettle of water just in case someone wanted some tea. It was almost noon when I heard the toilet flush in my room and April came down the hall. She looked like shit. I didn't say anything. She climbed in my lap and put her head on my chest. I just held her and rubbed her back. She was quiet for about ten minutes before she asked if I would get her a cup of tea. I fixed her a cup and put some honey in it. I also gave her a couple of aspirin to go with it. I had stopped at the bakery after my swim and picked up a coffee cake kind of thing. I knew that she wouldn't want to eat but it would be good to nibble on something. I put a small amount on her saucer and set them all on the coffee table. She whispered thanks, took the aspirin, and sipped her tea. Christie was next. All of her clothes except her panties and my t-shirt were in the living room so she came out and ducked into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and then I heard the water run while she washed her face. I had left a new toothbrush and some toothpaste on the counter. She came out and sat on the couch next to April. I asked if she wanted coffee or tea and she said that tea would be nice. I gave her the same thing that I did April. They didn't say very much as they slowly ate and drank the little bit of cake and tea that they had. I had on the TV but I had it turned down very low and I had the paper on the coffee table where I had left it when I finished. It was almost one o'clock before I heard Darcy getting up. I went to meet her and when she finished with her morning needs, I gave her a hug and started the shower. We didn't speak as I washed her. I felt like I was holding her up half of the time. I finished rinsing her and then dried her off and got her some clean underwear and a clean t-shirt. I also carried clean underwear and t-shirts out and set them on the table in case April or Christie wanted to take a shower. I let Darcy take my chair and I went to fix her some tea and cake along with her aspirin. She got up and took the pills. She put her cup on the coffee table and climbed up in my lap. She wanted me to hold her. April took a shower and then Christie did as well. I was quiet and kept trying to give them what fluids and food they could handle, for the next couple of hours. They did talk and came out of their funk after a bit. Christie wanted to drive home and take a nap. I gave her keys back to her and she put on her clothes and said that she would call me in a couple of days. April took a nap on the couch and I took Darcy back to bed. Around five, they were both awake and I fixed them each an omelet with some salsa on the side. The eggs break down the toxins and the spice helps to open the pores. They both ate slowly and thanked me for taking care of them. April was feeling good enough to climb the stairs and she made her way home after dinner. Darcy was going to stay another night but apologized for ruining my day. I said, "You did what you wanted to do and were having a lot of fun right up until you passed out. I'm glad that you got sick and got some of the alcohol out of your system before you went to bed. Your drinking caused your body to work over time, to recover from your indulgence. I'm glad that I could help you. I had fun watching you three dancing around in your underwear." "Christie wanted to have fun after she saw the pictures on the wall and was using the liquid courage to see if we could have a fun time together. I guess we went too far." "Darcy you know that I would never take advantage of a girl who was way out of her brain. If she wanted to party in our bed, all she had to do was ask. I bet if April and I would have made a Darcy sandwich that Christie would have been ready to join us without the vodka. I love to make Darcy sandwiches." "I love being in your sandwiches. We just went too far but we were having fun. Thanks again for looking after us." I held her on the couch for a while but she felt tired early so I tucked her in around nine. I got out the Lysol, wiped down the bathrooms, and tried to get rid of any lingering smell. I watched a basketball game on TV and drank a Coke. I slipped in with Darcy around eleven. She woke up and she was feeling better. She had breakfast with me but then had to go do some homework. It was cool but not cold. I went up to check on April to see if she was up for golf and she was. We rode over to the course and she was thankful like Darcy for the effort I did to look after her. We made sure that the bets were low since April was still recovering. We lost two on the front and two on the back for $23. She said that she would cover me and paid both Chris and Mandy. I had told Chris about the party and he must have told Mandy because they were both nice to her as she struggled through the round. On the way back to the apartment she said, "Don't let me do that ever again." "I'm not your keeper. If you tell me before a party or before you come over then I'll do it as a short-term request but I can't take your instructions today and apply them to the orgy we will have after your wedding." "We're not having an orgy after my wedding." "Don't you want to show everyone that you're a woman and know how to please your man." "I think it would be better if I just showed my man that I could please him." "That's an interesting approach. I think that will be the first wedding where I didn't fuck the bride after the reception. Not including my mother's wedding." "How many other weddings have you been to?" "None." "You're such a pervert. Maybe we can get together before the wedding but then I would have to get one of my bridesmaids to take care of Angus." "And then we could swap after the wedding and we would all be happy." "What if my bridesmaid doesn't want to swap?" "Well then you can take care of both Angus and me." "I think we're back to the part that I said, I didn't think it would be a good idea to let you fuck me after the wedding." "Oh I forgot. I must have selective memory. Make sure you write that down on the wedding invitation so I don't forget again." "I won't. I thought you needed permission for married women." "You're exceptional so I'll make a special exception." "Britt lets go have sex so you can get me off of your brain. You don't have permission after Angus and I marry unless Angus gives it to you." "OK, how pretty will your bridesmaids be because I know that I'll be missing your fine body when you run off with that other guy?" "They will be pretty. Maybe you should bring a date." We went back and had sex. We talked and kidded each other all the way through the act. I was asking her who of her friends had the biggest nipples or the tightest pussies. She mentioned one girl who was not included in the bridal party as a bridesmaid, but I was lobbying hard for her to add her. She went up to her place and I walked down to Burrito Brothers and brought back some dinner. Everything was back to normal by Monday morning and I did get a call on Thursday from Christie. She thought that her group would finish by the break and wanted to meet to review her findings, before I went home. I asked if she wanted to meet at my place or somewhere that Dr. Stahl felt comfortable. She said that she would check with him and get back to me the following week. I heard back from her and she said that Dr. Stahl said that he would come to my place so we would have the same privacy as we had when we worked on my project. We planned to meet the following Thursday the day before school finished. I called Lucas, told him that we were meeting the following Thursday with Dr. Stahl, and asked if he was almost ready or if he needed the break to finish up. He said, "Britt, we are still finishing up. Is there any way to get a little more of the payment before Christmas so I can get some presents for my family?" "Lucas, you can stop by for another hundred but that will only leave fifty for when you finish. Can we set up a date to go over the project for the week we get back and I'll check the day and time with Dr. Stahl? He wants to sit in on the presentations." "Sure, I'll be over in a bit to get the payment and we can look at the calendar." He did come by for his money and picked the Thursday after New Years to present his findings. When the presentation came around Dr. Stahl came over and we sat in the living room while Christie reviewed the findings from my business plan and made suggestions. She reviewed each business unit and listed strengths and weaknesses for each as well as small suggestions or clarifications that I needed to better define in the plan. Overall, she agreed with almost everything. When she finished reviewing the plan, she had some other things to add. Christie said, "Other areas that weren't clearly defined in the plan that I think could add value to the project are what I'll cover next. The first area is the trailers. I don't see anywhere where you clearly define if you plan to buy, build, own or rent the trailers that you will use to haul the freight. It mighty be easier to rent or use existing trailers as you begin operations. As your cash flow increases, we would recommend that you buy or build your own trailers to give you the rights to decorate them. When I say decorate I mean sell advertising space on the trailers. You can either include this as part of your contracts with the people you haul for or for others that would typically buy billboard space. "The second area is around where you fill up the trucks. Your typical route goes out four hours and back four hours. Since you're supplying the fuel, the cost won't vary significantly from stop to stop. Most, but not all of your routes, will cross over a state line. Most of your truck stops also will have multiple directions that the routes can go. As an example, you have a truck stop in the middle of Missouri that has routes that go into Illinois, Iowa, Kansas and Arkansas. That means that the trucks that use that truck stop as their main hub have five locations where they can obtain fuel. It would make sense to understand the fuel tax for each state, county or city that you have truck stops to lessen your tax burden. If Illinois is forty-eight cents a gallon and Missouri is thirty-one cents a gallon then you would be better to fill up in Missouri. On the other hand, it may make sense to fill up the next time they went into Arkansas where it is only twenty-six cents a gallon. The difference between Illinois and Arkansas is twenty-two cents a gallon or two cents a mile with your increased fuel mileage projections. Two cents times a million miles a minute equals twenty thousand dollars a minute in savings." She finished up and thanked me for letting her work on the project. I sat their stunned. I thanked her and Dr. Stahl for recommending her. I asked if he had any thoughts on her presentation. Dr. Stahl said, "After I heard about what Britt was doing from Christie I became interested in understanding the project better. I spent three days reviewing the business plan when I had some free time and I didn't see any flaws in the plan as a whole but also agree that you could have designed some of the areas better. Overall, I thought and think it is a brilliant idea. I think that the two additional items that you came up with Christie showed that you really took time to understand the project and added benefits to areas that Britt did not consider during the original planning. Both of you have impressed me. I see that you have included the names of your team on the cover page. For the purpose of a grade I would like to sit down with you after the holidays to discuss the role each of them played so they can get credit or extra credit in line with their work." I was in a great mood and asked Dr. Stahl if he would like a drink. He asked what I had and I said, "Most everything." "Do you have any scotch in your liquor cabinet? I can't think of anything that would finish off this fine presentation as well as that." I pulled out the good stuff that I kept for Marshal and Peggy and he didn't look at the bottle but praised the taste. I also poured some for Christie and me. I said a toast and we raised our glasses to her success and the success of the project. Dr. Stahl walked over and looked at the bottle. He said, "This is great stuff. I have never heard of this brand before. Where did you get it?" "I don't think that they carry it all the time but I picked it up at ABC liquors one day a couple of months ago." "I'll have to look for it next time I stop by. Thanks for everything you two. I have to get home." He left and I laughed a bit. Christie asked, "What's so funny?" "He thinks that since I'm a kid that he has just found his new favorite drink. When he sees the bottle at the store, if they have any, he'll croak when he sees the price. Speaking of price, I think that you did some great work and I want to know what you think it is worth." Christie said, "I don't know. It could be worth a lot but right now it is just a number on a piece of paper." "You're right. I think you did a great job. Did you bring your receipts for your expenses?" "Just forty dollars for papers, pens making copies is all I had. I did buy the team some beers when we had finished but I did that because I wanted too." I reached in my wallet and said. "Here is the fifty in cash for supplies. I'm going to write you a check for the two hundred and fifty dollar fee. I'm also going to write you a check for a thousand dollar bonus. I would also like to get your number so when we're up and running, we can hire you to help the people in our operations department if you have any interest in that offer. I'm also going to suggest to the head of marketing and to the head of operations that you get a consulting fee or bonus depending on if you're working for me or not for two percent of the savings or profit from your ideas for one year." "How much is that?" she asked. "Well, it will be something. We can't, "not buy" fuel in Illinois or they'll treat us poorly. We can however fill up half of the time in the other states. In addition, we might not face as large of a price difference from state to state, as stated in your example. If we were to use your extreme example and run the numbers, your bonus would be over two hundred million before we carry out the advertising plan. More likely, we can use it to save four or five cents per gallon or a half a cent a mile. That would still be over fifty million but from the onset, it isn't likely that we will be running a million trucks. I would look for a five to twenty-five million dollar bonus if the COO implements the plan." "I can't believe it. I wanted to have sex with you the other day and then made a fool out of myself getting drunk. I'm not drunk but have so much energy, I feel like I'm going to explode. Can we be together?" "You mean can we fuck? You aren't asking me to marry you are you?" "I mean can we have sex or fuck or whatever I need to ask to get you between my legs." I picked her up, threw her over my shoulder, and carried her to my bedroom. I didn't throw her but kind of dumped her on the bed and reached for the clasp and zipper on her skirt. She had on a business skirt and a nice blouse. She was working on the buttons of her blouse. She had one hose and when I got the skirt down passed her ass I saw the garter belt holding them in place. She must have had plans because her panties were on over the garters and I could easily remove them, without disturbing the sexy leggings. I spread her legs and looked down at the sexy girl. She was free of her top and was just finished getting the bra off her arms. I was still fully dressed but lost the golf shirt, jeans and boxers as fast as possible and while I was up, I grabbed some condoms from the nightstand. She looked hungry. I grabbed her silk covered feet and rubbed them on my chest while I looked at the lust in her eyes. I put on a condom and looked down at the moisture around her labia. I stood beside the bed, pulled her to the edge before I pushed apart her legs, lined up with her, and leaned into her. I slid right in and almost made it to depth but had to pull back and slide again with more moisture to fully seat into her. I pulled back until I almost came free before going all the way back in without any trouble. After that, it was game on. I went from zero to sixty and she knew that the best was fucking her. She went from grunting to groaning to moaning to something I can't even describe. It was like a grunt and yell combined. It sounded like she was reacting to someone punching her in the gut time after time. If she wasn't thrusting as hard at me as I was at her, I would have thought I was hurting her. She finally got her orgasm and let out a long squeal that started in bass and went up the octaves to soprano. I was waiting for the glass to break in the sliding glass doors. I think she passed out when it was all over and I heard the front door slam so I was expecting company or the police any second. Luckily, it was just April. She looked worried about the health of my bed partner but when she saw the sweaty smiling passed out girl as Christie, she said, "Good job, Stud." I still hadn't cum but didn't want to keep going with an unconcience girl. I asked April if she wanted a go and she said. "Can we go in the other room? I would feel freaky if she woke up." I dropped the condom in the trash and even locked the door. I was close and April was close from listening to us. We went hard and fast and both finished in less than five minutes. I was sweaty but April didn't have time to build up any body heat. She skipped off to the bathroom and I went back to my room and took a shower. When I came out, Christie was awake and asked if she could borrow a t-shirt. I tossed her one from the drawer and she lost the stockings and put the panties back on after a quick rinse. She looked surprised to see April drinking a glass of wine when she came out. April told her that she did well or at least it sounded like she did. Christie felt embarrassed but the blush soon disappeared into a smile of contentment. I never did get a chance to eat from her lunch box but there's always another day. Darcy had already gone home for the break and April was driving to catch a flight out of Orlando with me again. We all went and had dinner and then Christie headed home with her money, a smile and some fond memories. I also gave her John's office number since he would always know where to find me. I didn't see her again before she or I graduated. One month later, it was Christmas break and I invited everyone to my mom's house in Winter Park for a New Year's party. Dani was staying with her brother and invited Darcy, her roommate, over for the party. Her parents were now living in Orlando. April and her family along with Angus came in. Marshal and his family came, John and Beth and Grandma and Grandpa were there as well. Just before midnight, I stopped for a toast. I had tried to dodge their questions all night. I raised my glass of champagne and said. "Most of the people here have made me feel special by taking my advice over the last few years in the silver market. I know grandpa has a bunch that he bought at $1.5 an ounce. I know others that have gotten in at different points and I was still buying up until three months ago at $12. Today the silver market is at $35 an ounce. I think that there will be one more jump before the market drops. Even if it drops, I still believe that you should all double your money. I have many shares and have placed triggers at $40, $42 and $44 when it hits $40 I'llI'll sell enough to double my initial investment. I'll sell the half of the remaining at $42 and if it hits $44, I'll sell the rest. If it gets over $40 and then drops back to $35, I'll have an order to sell at market and jump ship. You can all do whatever you feel comfortable with doing. I know Grandpa sold $10 million the other day so he can breathe easy and finally get some sleep. Grandma likes him up, but not all the time." That got a laugh and broke the tension. There was a question about what if it doesn't get to $40. I said, "I'll sell at $30 if it goes that low before it goes up. We are at the pivot point and I don't have a crystal ball. I am glad that you've all done well but as much as I love you all, I'll be happy to get back to doing my homework without the phone ringing off the hook." The following day they all set up sell orders and within two weeks, there was not any silver in any of our portfolios. I was back at school and April came down and climbed on my lap. She said. "I was a gambling woman. I bought on the way up and held on to get out at $45 I think after taxes I'll be worth right at 1.2 million dollars. I have it in a trust like you said and Angus wants to keep it that way. He's going to inherit a bunch of money one day and wants me to own things as well. Thank you for standing up for me and standing up to Daddy. Do you really think I should buy a place in the city?" "I think that the Island isn't getting any bigger. If you can find a penthouse overlooking the Park, I would definitely buy it if you can afford it." I said. "I saw one last time I looked. It was a three bedroom, with 2,500 square feet and a wrap-around terrace for $450,000. That's a lot of money." She said. "Baby, you can live close to work and in twenty years you can sell it for $20 million and retire." I said. "Britt, I love what you've done for me and I am so grateful. I know that Daddy bought in for a million and turned it into $7 million. He has told many of his friends how smart he is and I reminded him about the time he said what a poor investment metals were." "I am just happy for my friends could take advantage of my calculations." She asked, "How did you do when everything settled?" I said, "April, I did well. I bought my first 3.8 million ounces at $1.30. I bought some more at $2.45 with the $900,000 from the Triple Crown and I bought the rest with an average of eight. Marshal owed me some money and loaned me some more. I had to pay him interest on the loan. After tax, I'll have $165 million total. I'll be finding the stocks I want to invest in and be buying on margin to leverage my cash." "Not bad for a nineteen-year-old. Making money at the track, in the casino or in the silver market makes me horny. Can I spend the night with you tonight?" We had sex three times that night and it seemed like, daily for the next week or two. On Thursday afternoon, Lucas and Dr. Stahl came by. Lucas was going to present the findings from his evaluations. We set up in the living room as before and unlike Christie, he had on jeans and a t-shirt. He started by saying that their was no hope for the plan and that he thought that before it even started, it was never going to succeed. He said, "First of all. The trucking industry is tough to break into and the contracts needed to get the ball rolling will take a long time to get in place. The cost is also prohibitive due to the cost of equipment, offices and a sales force. Financing will be very difficult if not impossible. After reviewing the business plan we would recommend that you stop before you lose whatever capital you have." I asked, "Is that it?" "Well there's still fifty dollars that you owe me plus expenses of another $600." "That's a lot of expenses. Can you show me the receipts and explain the need for the expenses?" He pulled out a list but didn't have any receipts. Most were for food and drinks. He also had a flight listed. I was a little miffed at what he did, so I got away from the expenses and asked, "Can you walk me though the process you used to make the recommendations that you came up with?" "Britt, do you even know how much a truck costs?" "New they run around forty-five to fifty thousand ... The trailer is in the ten thousand dollar range." "Britt, that's a lot of money and banks aren't going to finance you right out of college to even buy one truck. Based on that, we all came to the conclusion that the rest of the plan was a waste of time." "I see, so if I had a hundred million dollars lying around burning a hole in my pocket, would that have changed your opinion? What other things did your team come up with?" "We thought that you should start smaller and work your way up. Drive a truck and then get a second and so on." "Can you turn to page five of the business plan under assumptions?" He flipped through the notebook past the table of contents and the overview and mission statement. He read, "Assumption number one. I have based this entire plan on obtaining funding capital of a minimum twenty-five billion dollars and up to fifty billion dollars. If the initial funding is less than twenty billion, then disregard sections five through eight. We don't see you getting funding anywhere near that, if at all. You're trying to recreate the wheel and it's a waste of time. I'll bet you a thousand dollars that you can't raise a million dollars of funding." "I'll take that bet. Pick a time frame and then shake on it." "By the time school gets out at the end of May." We shook hands and I said, "I have funding already in excess of one hundred and fifty million dollars. You can pay me now. I'll go and get the bank statements." I walked into the den and pulled out the end-of-year statement and it showed well over two hundred million but a large chunk would go to pay taxes. I showed it to Lucas and Dr. Stahl. "You didn't bring any receipts so I can only give you the fifty that I still owe you. You can just owe me nine hundred and fifty instead. Can you write me a check today or do you need to call your mom?" He looked at Dr. Stahl and then me. He said, "This is stupid. I can't believe I even took this job. You're going to fail because you don't know what you're doing." "I do know that I hired you to make recommendations on the business plan. Instead, after taking over two hundred dollars from me, and then amassing over six hundred dollars in fraudulent expenses, you stopped reading before page five. You still haven't commented on the plan that assumes a minimum of twenty-five billion in funding before the launch date. You can get mad at me for not doing the work but the person that put his reputation on the line when he referred you is sitting right next to me looking for the summary report that I requested you deliver to me now." Dr. Stahl spoke up, "Lucas, Britt is right. You're the second person to give him a presentation. You took two weeks longer and provided no recommendations or cited anything in the plan. You've mentioned your team and it looks like your expenses are way out of line for the work that you've done. By comparison, Christie made some specific comments and criticism about specific topics. She came up with additional areas that weren't covered but she thought would be of importance to the company. Britt, based on her numbers what type of savings can you project?" "Based on her example it would be over ten billion a year, but we worked with more realistic examples for a first year start-up and came in at two point five billion dollars." I said. Lucas said, "I could have made some stuff up but it would have been a waste of time." Dr. Stahl said, "Lucas, I have read the entire business plan. I had the same concerns about the wording that Christie pointed out. Did you see anything in your reading that you would like to mention so at least we know that you read it?" "I didn't memorize it, but I saw a few things that he could have written better." "Why isn't it in your report? That's what he's paying you for." "I didn't think it was worth writing up." "Did you see any flaws in the plan after you accepted his assumptions?" "No, but I can't accept the assumptions." "Who's on your team? I have a list of five students on Christie's team and I am giving them all extra credit after I interview them." "I did the work myself." I spoke up, "Lucas your expenses list team meetings where you consumed much of this food and drink. Is this a fake, or is it your weekly grocery bill? What is the purpose of this plane flight you're charging me for on the expense listing?" Dr. Stahl said, "Those are fair questions. Before I submit you to the school ethics board I would like an answer." "I had to get back for the meeting so I flew and that's the plane flight." "So you charged me for the flight to get back here in time for the meeting that you scheduled. Did you also charge me for the flight you took home for Christmas with your family, or is this just the one-way ticket back to school?" "That's round trip. I had to stay and work on your project." "I don't see any work. Can you prove that you did any?" "I did a lot." "I'll give you thirty minutes to come back and show up your notes and work papers." Dr. Stahl said. "I left them at my home when I came back from break." "You're an MBA student getting paid to do a job and submit a report. 'The dog ate my homework' isn't going to cut it. Why don't you go get everything you have at your house that has anything to do with this project, except your copy of the NDA, and meet me in my office in an hour?" After Lucas left, Dr. Stahl apologized. I got him a double scotch and he nodded his appreciation. I said, "I wasn't expecting much from him because he was too confident and knew everything before we even started. I was very impressed by Christie's report. I paid her fee, expenses and a thousand dollar bonus. I also told her that if the COO used her ideas that the first year they implemented them, that I would give her two percent of the profit. I think she'll get close to five million for her work. Maybe you should have taken the job when I came to you." Dr. Stahl replied, "Then I could afford this scotch that you drink. I thought I had found something special and went right down to buy a case when I left here last time. They only had two bottles and at over a thousand dollars a bottle, I didn't even buy one. It is the best scotch I have ever had. I'll go take care of Lucas. Do you want or expect the two hundred dollars back or the nine-fifty from the bet? I ask that because I am sure that he's broke." "I know. I think he shot himself in the foot. He didn't even try. I never want to see him again. If I do see him I'll take him to court and if he broke the NDA then he should find a good place to hide because I'll be coming after him." "I'll take care of it Britt. Have a good night." Marshal called that afternoon to see if I could get away on the following Friday to play golf. I told him I could and asked what time should I schedule the tee time. He said, "Britt, bring your clubs to the airport at 9 AM and we will go from there." I was stepping into the big leagues. He flew in on a private jet, a brand new Dassault Falcon 50. It was a sweet ride. When we were in the air, Marshal said, "Britt, I have assembled a few people who wanted to play golf and talk about investing some cash. I told them you were young but also that I was going to invest a lot of my money. I made an extra $20 million last year because of your sales ideas. It was all found money and I put most of it in silver along with another $10 million of my own. I am now up over $150,000,000. I am going to let it ride on you and your company. Don't freak out when I say that in the meeting. How much do you have to invest? He asked." "I also have $150 million but I would rather use it as collateral since I was going to keep on investing it. I was going to turn it into a few billion to retire debt or to have a liquid asset." I said. "Britt, you're a kid but it helps if you have some skin in the game. Can you put up $10 million? That's more than anyone would expect." "I was rounding off. I have $165 million after taxes. I'llI'll put up $65 and invest the other $100 million but I won't mention it so it won't cause problems." I said. Marshal said, "That's a good plan. Just be yourself." We landed in Augusta and I nearly wet myself. There's only one reason to bring golf clubs for a high-end business meeting in Augusta. Marshal and I met six other men at the Augusta National Golf Club. We were sharing a cart and we would play six holes with each group. We would talk and bet on the course and then have a private meeting after the round. Marshal was not a great golfer but kept it in play, which always helps. I was playing to a six handicap. The other men were businessmen two were bankers from the Shering Bank and Wells Fargo and two were from private equity firms. We played and my Sunday matches had me ready to play. I stood at the first tee and we were playing from the backs or about 450 yards. Nobody wanted to hit first so they were all polite and said, "Let the kid go first." I smoked the first shot 300 yards right down the middle. I got a few comments and I replied, "Just remember that shot when you're looking to invest in a kid. With the focus of the world on him he stood up to the pressure and made the shot." As we rode down the first fairway, Marshal said that I may have overdone it but it also showed that this was serious to me. "We can see how that works out for you later." he said. I played the course and was friendly with everyone we played with. When we finished the round, we went to the bar. I had a beer. Marshal and I won a couple hundred bucks and I paid the tab at the bar. We moved to a private room and Marshal handed out NDAs. These guys often signed these NDAs so they simply signed their names. I read one over to make sure it provided proper coverage. Marshal gave me the floor. I said, "Well Marshall asked me if I wanted to play golf and here I am. I didn't bring any charts, graphs, projections or diagrams. I didn't know I would be talking with you all and didn't know I would need them. I guess I don't need them because I live this project. This is my dream. It will happen. I have it planned so well, that if I have to finance the thing myself I'll do so, but I realize that to have the biggest impact and the biggest profit, I need to launch it all at once instead of in bits or pieces. My plan is to take over the freight shipping industry and change the way it operates. When you flew in today on your jets and when you fly out tonight you need to look out the window and down at the roads, at the way the trucking industry works. There's an average of four trucks per mile of road in each direction. At night and all day long there are trucks parked on the side of the road while a driver sleeps in the back. Drivers are away from their families for days and weeks at a time, while looking for a load that someone needs to deliver some place close to the driver's home. Manufacturers build trucks to go anywhere and haul anything. This means they're big and powerful and burn lots of fuel. Now look at airports where they use the hub and spoke system. To save fuel, the airlines use certain planes based on the number of passengers. This saves the airlines money and is a more efficient use of their resources. I have a top-five engineering firm currently designing trucks for the drivers to drive them on certain routes to pull certain weights and cut the cost of fuel by fifty percent. I want a trucker to leave his town and drive four or five hours in one direction and then change trucks and drive four or five hours home. I want him to sleep in his bed with his wife and not be burning fuel in a parking lot somewhere. I want a truck to do the job of a truck and not be a bedroom. As a part of this plan, I'll buy or build a truck manufacturing company. Now we are saving on the cost of the driver, the cost of the fuel and the cost of the truck. I'll also sell the fuel and use the truck stops to trade loads and drivers. This will be a place for all motorists to stop and shop. I'llhave almost three billion a week in payroll. I am sorry Wells Fargo but that's enough to start a bank or credit union of my own for the three million plus employees and the public. If I have to insure each load, I'll be self-insured and should own an insurance company of my own. Then, I can cover my 1,000,000 trucks, and, I can insure all the employees. We can also insure the public's cars, life insurance and health insurance. We will do homeowners just to close the loop. I'll either buy a petroleum company or gasoline futures to limit fuel costs and fluctuations. These will all be separate companies but the owner will be the same. When people pay to haul freight they're paying for the cost of the truck or its depreciation. They pay for the driver, fuel, insurance; they pay for the sales guy, the dispatcher, the maintenance and profit. We will add these costs up and charge customers on a price per mile. If I can save on every one of the first costs, the rest is a larger profit. If I do that, then I am competing against everyone else with the same offering. I'll have better and higher paid drivers, better trucks, faster delivery times and I can cut the price by ten percent and still make a profit of twenty-five to forty percent since I'll not have the cost of debt. These trucks will be moving 24 hours a day 7 days a week. When you're playing golf, you're making money. When you're sleeping or in church or sleeping in church, you're making money. The average truck goes sixty miles per hour or a mile a minute. We bill by the mile or you can look at it as we bill by the minute. If we charge $1.50 a mile, that's $ .30 a minute profit times sixty minutes an hour and twenty-four hours a day times 365 days a year and then times 700,000 trucks at the same time. I'll close by stating, "$210,000 profit a minute every minute." Marshal stood and said, "Well gentleman, it is a good thing he left his charts and graphs at home so you wouldn't be under the carpet instead of just on the floor. I have already staked out $150 million for myself, and $65 million from Britt of his money that he has saved up and he's ready to invest. We are looking for a total of $50 billion. We will base the ownership on percentage of investment. The ownership shares will be non-voting and at the ten-year mark, the company or Britt can buy back your shares for $10 to the $1 invested. If you want, he or the company can buy out a billion dollar investment for $10 Billion. At 20 years, he or the company can buy back the investment for $80 to $1 invested and after that the vesting occurs and we enable voting. In other words, Britt has twenty years to do what he just said and take his company from us. If not, then we will own the largest shipping company in the world along with the side businesses he described. Do you have any comments and suggestions?" Mr. Gershwin from the Shering Bank asked, "If we agreed to finance the entire deal would you consider letting us buy or merge your bank into ours at the buyout time?" Mr. Samuels from Wells Fargo said, "Or Wells Fargo?" I said, "I don't want to become a banker or any of these things. I want to build a business that helps the three million employees have good jobs and good lives. I want to save money for the American consumer by lowering shipping costs. I want to save fuel and reduce pollution. I have just come up with a way to do that and make a bunch of money at the same time. I have figured out what we've talked about so far. I want to use the railroad to reduce costs and pollution further. I need to work on an exit strategy. I can keep costs low on all the items because I get a piece of each of them. My total profit is huge but the net for each company as a percentage is small. As soon as we break up the group most of the benefits remain but the cost of delivery will increase as each part raises their cost to bring profit margins in line." Mr. Bowls from one of the private equity houses said, "I have heard a lot of proposals. I can see your vision and see some hurdles and opportunities. It really touches me that you put the people and the planet as deciding factors in your plan. I have gone through the numbers in my head and I think that although the prices may raise some, the net benefit will still be very significant. Based on what we've heard I would be willing to explore a larger investment with a smaller upside to our firm. The returns I have heard are great, but not in the typical range that we shoot for with our investments. We can take less for the reasons you mentioned." I said, "I appreciate everyone coming today. I was hoping to raise a billion or two among all the attendees. I would like to have meetings with each person here that have an interest to talk about what you can bring to the table besides money. I have a lot of land to buy, truck stops to build, railroad contracts to negotiate, I have to buy a truck manufacturer, start a bank and an insurance company. This will take a lot of expertise and a lot of money. The other services, partners and experience might be the deciding factor on whether and how much I can give to any of you. I do want to thank each person here for making time to listen to me and consider this opportunity." We left the meeting and all went to dinner. Each of them except for one businessman wanted a follow-up meeting. Mr. Buffet said that it was out of his league and would be taking a pass. He said, "I find companies that have good ideas and bad leaders. I buy them cheap and bring in people to lead. The people I could bring in couldn't help you. If you need some cash and only cash, I have a couple of billion I could put in the pot." When we got back on the plane I gave Marshal a hug and almost cried when I thanked him for helping me get closer to my dream. Marshal said, "Britt if it wouldn't upset my son John, I would adopt you. I love your vision, your love of life and commitment to success. You blew those guys away. They have people begging them for money every day. They heard you talk for one hour. They saw your vision and your dream. They see that you've thought through the problems and are humble enough to know you'll need help. It showed weakness but you only know what you know and you were being honest and real. This whole thing just blew me away. Most want to take the entire deal. That will change but not a bad start my boy." "Oh Daddy, Daddy." I joked. He said, "Maybe I should check in on Dani since I am in town." ------- Back to school, I was in my last semester and Marshal was visiting often. His business was running itself and he was almost more excited than I was about my project. The money guys were nice enough to come into town and when Marshal wanted to do a big deal at the hotel, I said that we could meet at my place. All of my stuff was there and it made things easier. I could show them the map with the proposed truck stops. There would be over four hundred locations all along the major interstates, rail lines and seaports. I was finishing school but felt distracted most of the time with meetings and phone calls. Darcy came over one day and was sitting on the couch in my den while I worked on a problem for loading and unloading rail cars. After an hour she said, "Britt, I have been here for over an hour and you haven't even acknowledged that I'm here. At first, I thought it was cute, watching you work. Then I got mad because you were ignoring me. I finally concluded that this is why you've made it clear that you can't and won't make a definitive commitment to me -- because I would feel like this, the entire time that you commit yourself to this project. I love you and I thank you for protecting me from what'll be a long ten to twenty years for you. She cried as I held her and we both knew that she was right and that when school was out, I would be on to bigger things. I wouldn't have a schedule that I chose but one that others chose for me. I finished out the year and had an end of the year party. The girls moved into my place and I let them pick a few of their favorite pictures as a house-warming gift. I was moving back to Orlando to live with Mom. Darcy was going to stay through the summer and all of her roomates joined her. Her parents were now in Orlando but she wanted to finish her senior year strong and wanted to get a required class out of the way. We did have a special night together and were both very sad to be separating. We knew we had to for both of us to ultimately reach our life's goals but is was painful. I rented a small office space month to month while I was waiting on the financing to come through. Marshal and John Overstreet, my attorney were working with the investors and their attorneys to cross the T's and dot the I's. It would be at least three or four months before the deal closed. I just worked on what I thought were the steps required to make this happen and a timeline to launch the project. The cost of the land alone would be almost $75 million. Construction would be a bunch more at almost $2,500,000 per location. The cost of the truck manufacturer and then the trucks would be the biggest expense at nearly $40 billion. The cost of starting the bank and insurance companies would be minimal since the buildings would be at the truck stops. I had two private equity firms that each put up fifteen billion. I ended up putting in a hundred million. Marshal and the other private investor put in a hundred and fifty and seven-fifty to make a billion between the three of us. We had thirty-one billion and the banks each gave us a credit line of fifteen billion. We had a total pool of sixty-one billion dollars to achieve our goals. The private firms agreed on a fifteen percent annual return or a buy out of four to one at ten years or sixteen to one at twenty. Anything after ten years would be prorated. The banks gave us a ten percent fixed, interest only line of credit for ten years and then principal and interest for the next ten. While I was waiting on the bankers and lawyers, I was getting bored and anxious at the same time. I was ready to flip the switch but had to wait. Marshall and John called me into a meeting. It was June and Marshal said, "Britt, It looks like the signing date will be in November. We can start closing on the land then but we will need to wait to start construction on most of the locations until spring. I expect that the next ten years for you'll be crazy busy. I want you to take some time and relax. We have everything under control and you've already gotten commitments from most of the people you've chosen to lead the different companies. You seem jumpy. Please take some time and relax." I was out running the next morning and came across some boys running with WPHS on their shirts. I caught up to them and asked if they ran cross-country for the school? They said they did and I asked about the coach and found out that Coach Nelson was still around. Since college gets out earlier than the high schools, they were still in session so I stopped by to say hi to the coach and to Doc the next day. I waited until between classes and popped into his class to say hi. We chatted for a few minutes and I was going to let him get back to his class. As I turned to leave, I saw the prettiest girl walk into the class. She was medium height, short black hair, smallish breasts, blue eyes and an amazing smile. I found myself stuck in place. I'd not want to mess up coach's class but didn't want to let this girl out of my sight. I knew there was about a minute until the bell would ring and class would start. I made up my mind that I wanted this so I wouldn't just let her slip away. I walked to where she'd taken a seat and asked if I could borrow a piece of paper and a pen? She said, "Sure" as she tore some paper from her notebook. I wrote my name, phone number and told her to call me at 9 PM. I folded it and then handed it to her and asked her name. She said it was Marion. I smiled, waved and walked out of the class. That night at 9 PM, the phone rang and I answered. "Hello Marion." "Hi why did you want me to call? What's this about?" "I was visiting the coach and your beautiful smile made me want to meet you." "Everyone wanted to know who you were and what you gave me. It was exciting and mysterious. Do you go to our school?" "No Marion, I just graduated from college and came back to Winter Park, where my parents live." "Why did you want me to call you? I'm only in high school." "I wanted to ask you to go out on a date with me. Do you have a boyfriend?" "No, my Dad doesn't like me to date too much so I don't have a boyfriend." "If you could go out with me on a date, would you want to?" "Sure." "OK, why don't you give me your phone number and I'll see what I can work out. Do you have a friend that would double date with you? I think parents feel more comfortable when there are more kids around." We did go out. She was eighteen and I was still nineteen so it wasn't too awkward. We did the dinner and a movie thing and then had sex in the back of the Land Cruiser at the drive-in. She was not a virgin but her Dad was very protective. She would be graduating in a few weeks so her Mom stepped in and got permission for her to go out with me. After our third get together, she was becoming a nympho. She couldn't get enough of my cock. I told her to invite me over to meet her parents. I had heard that her Dad was a broker for Merrill Lynch. He was one of the top producers in the office. John knew him and thought he was an ass. He said that he was very greedy and always bragging about how great he was. He did say that as far as investments went he was a solid money manager but personally, he was a jerk. I thought about this and when they invited me over for dinner, I sat in the living room while Marion and her Mom finished in the kitchen. Peter, her dad, started in with a very gruff attitude to try to scare me away from his daughter. "So you want to date my daughter. What are your plans after school?" "Well Mr. Ardant, I just got out of school. I have a business degree from the University of Florida. I'm taking care of some things over the summer and plan to start business of my own after the first of the year." "How old are you? You don't look old enough to attend a college." "I'm nineteen. I graduated from Winter Park at fifteen and then did four years at UF." "Are you getting a job or just mooching off your parents? "Investing has been of great interest since I was a little kid and every day, I continue to read a lot including the WSJ since I was ten." I knew that I had stepped into his territory and was baiting him to attack. I could feel him watching my lure. Once he bit, I would set the hook. "Kid, you can read all you want but it takes experience to manage money. If you ever need help give me a call and I'll guide you through the rough waters." "I may take you up on that. Up to now, I continue to work through my trustee. I started with $20 when I was ten and made my first million a year later. I turned it into four million the next year and then waited until last year to cash out of my investments in Silver." "I don't believe the millions but if you were in silver then you got sucked in by the Hunt Brothers like the rest of the chumps. I'm sorry you got taken." "I didn't get taken. My money was in Treasury Bonds by the time it tanked. Bulls make money and bears make money but pigs end up getting slaughtered. After taxes, commissions and fees I ended up with around $165 million. I'm going to let my trustee retire and I'll be managing my trust when I turn twenty. My trustee lives in Atlanta and the broker he's using is in Atlanta. I was thinking of finding someone local." "Are you serious? I think you're pulling my leg." "Mr. Ardant, I use math, computers and my gut to make my investments and it has paid off. I'm not looking for someone to pick stocks for me. I may have them pick out bonds of certain ratings and maturities but I make all stock picks on my own. I thought the silver play was quite simple if you followed the moving averages and Bollinger Bands. It is all about timing. If I were to move my investments from Prudential over to your firm would my account be enough for you to handle or would I have to go with a junior broker?" "No, No. If you wanted to move it over I would take care of it personally." "Like I said it's at Prudential in Atlanta. Currently, the broker doesn't have a Florida license but he said that he would obtain his Florida license if I were to keep my account there. He even offered flat rate trades instead of the two percent commission he normally charges." I could see his face drop. It wasn't uncommon for stockbrokers to charge five percent in and five percent out for trading stock. I knew that just having $165 million in their Money Market Account would be almost $1,500,000 a year for the firm. The big commissions were where the brokers made their money. Therefore, he may get a promotion. If he could hang onto the two percent, I mentioned and I invested it all that would be $3.3 million in commissions. I saw him take the hook and I set it. Now we had to struggle for control to see who could close whom. I could care less who was my order taker as long as the company was sound and Merrill was fine. We had a nice dinner and mean old Dad wasn't so mean anymore. I asked if it would be OK if I dated Marion. You would think I proposed marriage the way Peter was gushing over his multi-millionaire future son-in-law. "Great, I think we will go to the movies and dinner at the Maison & Jardin Saturday night, if that's OK with you?" "She would love to go. That's a very expensive restaurant." "Well it is quiet and it will give us a place to talk and get to know one another." Since we didn't have to hide from her parents and her parents (dad) was willing to bend curfews and essentially, pimp out his daughter, we fucked like bunnies. She was the horniest girl I had ever met. She was like a wind up doll that just kept going and going. One day I had picked her up on her last day of school and drove her home. We were the only ones there and her sister wouldn't be home for a while. We started on the couch making out, but before too long all of her clothes were off and she was straddling my lap making long rides up and down my pole. I didn't hear anything but I thought I saw a change of light like someone had come in through the garage door. I kept looking but didn't let Marion know. I'm not sure she would have stopped anyway. She'd finished her third and was working on her fourth orgasm. I finally saw the figure in the kitchen. It was her Mom and I was getting ready to dump Marion and dive for cover but instead I saw her Mom with her top open and she was pinching her nipples while her other hand was in her panties having fun. Once I was past the fear of someone shooting me, I saw her Mom getting off on it, and I pushed it further. I started giving commands to Marion. This always got the horny girl going. I was also talking to her mom who didn't think I could see her because it was dark in the kitchen. "That's a good girl pinch your nipples for me baby. How does that big cock feel in that slutty little pussy of mine? You have the best cunt I've ever felt. When we finish, I'll let you suck my cum and your cunt juice off of my big hard cock." I think both Marion and her Mom came at the same time. I was not far behind her and then said, "You're my favorite sex slave. You're so obedient and sexy. Get down and lick me clean and don't forget the balls." I watched out of the corner of my eye. Marion's Mom had her hands out of her pants but wanted to see what her daughter would do. She did exactly what I told her to do. I looked down at Marion and when I glanced over her and Mom was gone. I had Marion get dressed and her Mom honked and walked in a few minutes later. I guess the apple doesn't fall very far from the tree. I had a rule about married women and right then I knew I was going to break it but I might be able to justify it enough to let it slide. I was stopping by to pick up Marion for a date a couple of days later and Mr. and Mrs. Ardant were in the family room. I said, "I bought a condo over on Longboat Key a couple of years ago when it was just coming out of the ground. They opened it for occupancy a few months ago and the decorator called to let me know that she finished the job and I can use it anytime I wanted to come down. I have to go over on Tuesday to do a walk through with her and give her the last check. I thought of staying for a few days and was wondering if Marion could come with me?" Mr. Ardant didn't look happy but I was still six weeks from turning twenty and he didn't have my trust in his greedy little hands yet. He hedged his bet. "Britt you know we trust you but I don't know how appropriate it would be for you and Marion to stay alone at your condo for the week." "I guess I understand what you're saying about how things may look. There are four bedrooms and three baths in the penthouse that I bought. It's right on the beach, with two pools, tennis courts and even a man-made lake with a fountain. Since you'll be working anyway, would it make you feel better if your wife came along? I would also appreciate her opinion on the decorating. I spent nearly $70,000 on the interior design and I've no clue about curtains and dust ruffles whatever those are." I had backed him into a corner and I gave him an out that would allow him to not only save face but would also protect his daughter. When I mentioned the idea to John, he laughed and said that Peter would probably spend his time at the strip clubs anyway so he wouldn't miss the women too much. Mr. Ardent reluctantly gave his blessing. Mrs., Ardent was working hard not to seem too excited about the trip. I spoke to clarify. "We're meeting with Nancy the decorator on Tuesday so we will go over on Monday after lunch and then have a nice dinner and look around. We can test all the furniture and make sure all the mattresses are firm. Then on Tuesday, we will meet with Nancy and then spend the rest of the week at the beach. We'll come back Saturday morning so you can have the women back this coming weekend. Does that work for everyone?" I had just added a day to the front of the trip and one last night at the end. I also told him we would be testing the mattresses out. Everyone knows that means fucking and I just asked if it was OK with him so I'm now waiting for his permission to fuck his wife. I knew I could figure out a way to justify this. Peter asked about Marion's sister Kali but I told him that we were going over to work on getting everything set up so he could look after her. She was fifteen so there was no need for him to stay with her all day. He was hard to read, but after Marion and her mom, Helene agreed, Peter fell in line and said that sounded great. I told him that I was so thankful for the help. Everything was on me from the gas, food, shopping and anything else they needed or wanted. Peter perked up at me spending money on his family and seemed happier already. ------- Chapter 62 We left after lunch on Monday in the Land Cruiser. The bags were in the way back and Marion sat up front when her Mom offered to sit in back. We were about half way there and had just turned south off I-4. I slid Marion's skirt up her leg and got a look at the green panties she had on. She seemed a little scared but she'd promised that I could have her anytime anywhere. She knew her Mom was right behind her but her trust in me had always worked out so she just closed her eyes and tried to melt away. I finally spoke up. "Marion you look so hot. I'm so glad you're my little slut. We're going to have a great time this weekend. I'm glad your Mom came along to watch you so your Dad will feel better about sending his women for me to take care of this week." That comment had so many double meanings that even I got lost. "Why don't you take off your panties so I can watch you play with you pretty little pussy?" She froze to see if her Mom was going to kill me but when she didn't hear anything from Helene, she lifted her ass from the seat and slid the panties down and off her legs. I took them from her and handed them to Helene. "Can you hold onto these for your daughter? She's lucky to have you here to look after her." She took them but didn't say anything. Marion started to rub around her pussy, just rubbing for a while before she got into it, and then started thrusting her fingers and her hips as she came hard with a grunt and a fuck yeah. When she'd finished her mom leaned forward and handed them back to her. I almost told Helene to follow her daughter's example but thought I would give her a little more time. We were almost at the condo and I knew we would need groceries but since I'd never stayed there before, I first wanted to do a quick inventory. Let me take a step back and explain the condo situation. From my past life, I knew that this area was going to take off and, price wise, go through the roof, and besides that, I love the beach so I decided to get a place while the getting was good. I had Grandpa drive me down during a break from school and we saw a sign on the property "Coming Soon." At that time, they hadn't even broken ground, but the sign had the contact information of the developer, Mr. Reagan. We tracked him down at his office and came up with a plan. He showed us the general layout of the entire development. It was right next to where the inlet came out into the Gulf so there would be a marina in the inlet and then the beach along the Gulf. There were three buildings down each side and one across the back forming a horseshoe that opened to the gulf. The buildings were all angled so that they had some view of the gulf and the beach. It had all the other amenities as well. I asked about the units and he had a couple of different layouts. I told him that we were looking to buy a unit. I asked what the pricing was and if there were any discounts for buying now, or would it better to wait until they were ready for occupancy. That of course, was a set up. No sales person would ever pass up a potential close today, so of course there was a pre-construction discount. It also helps them at the bank when they have people who are under contract. I asked Mr. Reagan about the difference between the ninth floor and the Penthouse (10th floor). He said there wasn't really a difference except the floor number. After looking around again, I offered him my thoughts, that if he made the top floor special, that he could charge a larger premium and increase his profit. He asked what my thoughts about modifying the unit were. "Well. All the units have eight-foot ceilings but on the top floor, you could bump the ceiling up to ten feet. Since you're also at roof level if you ran a chimney up through the roofline, you could put an outdoor kitchen on the Penthouse balconies. The ceiling height would cost a little for the wall materials and a little more in drywall and finishing, but if it was a dollar a foot, I would be surprised. They could do the outdoor kitchen for $5,000 with the cabinets and with the added features, asking for an extra $100,000 wouldn't be out of line. This would also set your development apart from the other cookie cutter condos up and down the beach. A cabana with some grills for the non-penthouse condos would allow them to enjoy the outdoor cooking experience. Do you think that would be something you would consider? Grandpa spoke up first, "Where did you get any of that stuff?" I said, "Mr. Hennessey builds high-end houses and as we did a walk-through, we talked about things that could be added to homes to add value and insure that customers would choose him over his competition. When you show people that you care about them and their comfort, then they see the value in buying from you instead of the others who only have a price with which they can compete. Other things like hot water to the showers by the pool and beach, storage boxes at the marina slips, with carts in place at the docks to get groceries and supplies to the boats. These things cost nothing when you compare them to the interest payments you would make for the slower sales. You can also increase your prices and not have an apples-to-apples comparison." All that I said blew the developer away. He was going to build a quality product, but not have the upgrades to set his development apart from the many others. I asked about the prices. He told us that the Penthouses were $250,000 each. I asked about the upgraded features. He said that they were just completing the engineering and the drawings before permitting. He was going to go back and add all the features I discussed with him. I told him that if he would make the 10-foot ceilings and outdoor kitchen I would take the two end units. He would then need to combine them, add a Jacuzzi instead of the kitchen on the second one, and knock out a wall between them to increase the total size to 4,000 square feet. He could save money on deleting the second kitchen but I would want him to add a wet bar. I would also need gas for the stove in the kitchen. Either I could pay full price and he would have to give me a 50-foot slip in the marina and only have to pay homeowner dues on one unit or we can start negotiating the price. He knew that as soon as I paid full price that it would be public record and he could point to that for all future sales. Grandpa, as the trustee, signed the contract and arranged an interest only mortgage for five years with a balloon payment. The mortgage would start at closing when my unit got the Certificate of Occupancy. Mr. Reagan took my ideas, and did the same thing on the end unit on the other side of the pool and sold it for $850,000. All other Penthouse units were selling for $350,000, and the Penthouses sold out before they sold out thirty percent of the development. Each of the lower units was selling for $200,000. We all left happy -- and speaking of happy, I was on my way to move in with my two horny sluts. Marion had pledged herself as my slut and sex slave. Her mom had watched me do whatever I wanted to her daughter and hadn't said a negative word. She even rubbed herself off while watching me work on her daughter. She volunteered to come to the beach with us without saying anything to her husband. She watched her daughter jill-off in the car on the way to the beach and even held her panties for her. We walked into the condo and saw how nice it was. It had all new Caribbean style furniture and beautiful art. The colors were tropical and the appliances and electronics were state of the art. The condo had four bedrooms. Two were master suites with king beds and attached bathrooms. There were two other bedrooms with two queen-sized beds each. They shared a bathroom. The kitchen was large with high-end appliances and an island. The balcony wrapped around on the beach side and then down the poolside of the unit. The poolside had the outdoor kitchen with a nice grill, a sink and an under-counter refrigerator and an icemaker. It had a nice size counter with outlets for other things that needed power. The other end held a Jacuzzi for eight that overlooked the pool. Off of another bedroom, another balcony overlooked the marina to the south. All of this blew both ladies away. I walked into a queen-sized room and said, "I've assigned this room to you. If Peter asks then you can tell him that you had a room with two queen beds for the week. Of course you'll be in my room with me." Marion said yes and her mom just nodded. I looked into the closets and the pantry. I went through the cabinets and the fridge. We needed brooms, a vacuum, cleaning supplies, toilet paper, clothes hangers, kitchen staples, silverware, plates, glasses, napkins, soap, shampoo and many other things. I was glad that sheets and towels were there. We headed to the department store first for the plates, glasses cups, etc. We then came back and made multiple trips up to the condo. We went to get groceries and stocked the kitchen. I felt tired and took them down to St. Armand's circle for a nice dinner. After we took a walk around to window shop, we came across a swimsuit shop and I took them inside to look around. I saw some smaller suits and picked out a couple each for them to try on. Marion did exactly what I said. Helene was helpful during all the household purchases and spoke freely, but when I made demands on her, she didn't voice her approval or disapproval. She just followed my commands a little slower than her daughter did. They both came out and Marion was happy and ready to strut. Helene was trying to figure out how to keep herself hidden behind the small suit. They ended up with a couple of suits each. We went to a dress shop and I found some nice sundresses that added to their bounty. The last stop was the lingerie shop. They had a couple of thongs and some imported French cut panties and matching bras that I got for them as well. We stopped at the liquor store. I told her that we wouldn't be the only people using the condo throughout the year and we needed wine and liquor to entertain guests. When we had finished, we had a stocked bar. I suggested that after such a long day that we should get in the Jacuzzi and relax. It was a nice breezy evening and I enjoyed listening to the surf. It's the gulf so the waves were small, but they still made enough noise to be peaceful until I turned on the jets. The ladies came out in their new bikinis and got in. I thanked them both for all of their help. I thought I would buy some groceries and be ready to roll but I had overlooked many things. We relaxed for a while and I had opened a bottle of wine. After the water had warmed a bit and the jets had done its work on my back, I turned off the jets and listened to the waves. I pulled Marion to me, gave her a soft kiss on her lips, and pulled her onto my lap. I started to feel her tits and back while she worked her ass over my cock. Helene didn't say anything. She had one hand on her wine glass, which she was quickly emptying, and the other hand was in her lap. She never knew that I had watched her in the kitchen but I knew what she wanted. I stood and dropped my trunks and set them on the side of the tub. The lights were off on the balcony but the lights from in the other rooms filtered out so we could see each other. I had Marion stand and I stripped her. I also leaned over and kissed Helene on the cheek. I grabbed the bottle of wine and filled her glass again before I sat down on the side of the Jacuzzi. Marion dropped to her knees and started to suck my cock. Her back was to Helene. I leaned back resting on my hands as my little slut went to work. I like to watch the eyes of the women when they give me head but this time I just watched Helene. I knew that Marion would be starting her period this weekend so I was willing to take the risk without a rubber. I had enough money to support a few women and their babies, so if there was an accident, oh well. I didn't make any money, and I only get a stipend from the trust. The trust owned the condo. I only owned two things. First, was my car and the second was what was in my checking account. I started talking to Marion while looking at Helene. "That feels good, baby. When I get nice and hard I can fuck you hard right here on the deck of the Jacuzzi. I wonder if Helene will watch you get pregnant for the first time in your life or if she'll crawl over and suck my sperm out of your pussy so that you don't make her a grandmother. I can't believe that she hasn't got a nice piece of ass like you on the pill. Your dad thought he could lock you in a cave and then he sold his morals along with his women for a chance at my trust account. I would give him my money and trust account to have you everyday to make babies for me." I felt her excitement, pulled her up, and laid her on the four-foot decking that surrounded the tub. I lined up with her pussy and then slid into her. I started to stroke in and out and she was acting as we were the only two there. She was purring and pulling on her little titties and nipples. Her nipples were a light pink that didn't have much contrast to her light skin tone. I reached back with my hand and reached out toward Helene. She'd finished the new glass of wine and left it on the ledge and I pulled her over to sit on the seat next to me. She was facing me but looking at the junction joining her daughter and me. I untied the string behind her neck and said, "I'm glad you can tell Peter that Marion and I were never alone together or out of your sight. He'll be happy to hear that you watched over her and looked after her all week." Her breasts were now free and she'd reached behind her back to undo the other tie. Her breasts were similar to Marion's, just a little bigger. I kept stroking but reached out to play with Helene. She slid her hand into her bikini bottoms and leaned back while spreading her legs to give herself better access. I watched her for a minute and then leaned into a thrust or two and undid the side tie on her bottoms. She reached for the other one. Our eyes were still connected and as she put the piece of cloth on the deck, I changed my view to focus on her cunt. It was underwater but her hand was plunging in and out. I watched Helene as I spoke to Marion. "Aren't you glad that your mom will be here to watch you become a mommy? I'm getting ready to fire off my baby making cream into your lovely cunt. Are you ready for my cum?" Marion was getting into it. "Yes, yes, yes, give it to me. I want your babies. I want your cock. I want you to shoot deep into my pussy." To satisfy her, that's just what I did. Helene watched me jerk into her daughter. We were both having an orgasm but she was keeping an eye on my balls as they pumped my load. As I pulled out of her cunt, I stood up, leaned over Helene and said, "Clean it." She obediently opened her mouth and took me in to clean my cock covered in Marion's and my mixed juices. When she'd licked me clean, I asked, "Are we going to start calling you Grandma or are you going to get that cum out of your eighteen-year-old little girl?" I didn't have to ask twice and she was licking that sopping pussy. She stuck her tongue so far up her pussy that I think she got it all. She was very thorough and the two orgasms by Marion pushed out whatever she'd stuck down deep. I got behind Helene and I gave her words of encouragement as I ran my fingers in and around her cunt. After we calmed down, I led them to the shower and after we had rinsed and dried, I sat Helene on a towel on the edge of the tub in the master bath and got out the clippers, a razor and some shaving cream. I had thrown the clippers in the cart as we were buying half the store. I knew we would use them as soon I saw them on the shelf. I put on a #1 guard and turned on the device. She never said no but had a look of fear on her face. I trimmed the edges and then got out the razor. She looked so much better, but the hair sticking out of the bathing suit didn't look inviting. I lathered her up, started at the outside, and moved towards the inside. I left a landing strip so Peter wouldn't freak out too bad. I then went below and cleaned her lips smooth. She looked better and good enough to eat. I handed the clippers to Helene and said not to leave anything on Marion at all. I walked out and started to close up the condo and pick up loose ends. I came back just as she was finishing up. She had two fingers in her daughter's cunt to stretch the skin for a closer shave. I heard her saying, "Sit still I'm almost done." I got out some baby oil, something else we had to buy, and rubbed both of their pussies. I asked Marion, "Do you think your mom looks hot with her cunt shaved like that? She looks like she's sixteen again. You look like you're twelve with that bald mound. I bet my little twelve-year-old wants to get fucked in her bald pussy, doesn't she?" "Yes, Sir, my pussy is ready, willing and able whenever you are." "Helene was nice enough to take care of you and watch over you today maybe we should head to bed and you can return the favor." "Yes, Sir" "Would you like that, to suck on Helene's cunt and make her have an orgasm on your tongue?" "Yes, Sir." I came close to stroking my cock as I watched Marion eat pussy for the first time. She was trying very hard and I was proud of her effort. I knee walked over and fed my dick to Helene. As she sucked me off, she had one hand on my cock and the other in her daughter's hair. I would love to say that we did that all night but first Helene got off, then I did and we then lay down to sleep. I slept in the middle and when I woke up, I had a handful of breast on both sides. They were both still asleep and I started to think, that in a couple of hours, Nancy was coming by and I hadn't thought about what I was going to say to her or do. When Helene stretched and opened her eyes, I pulled her close, and started to kiss and then French kiss and then make out with this beautiful woman. When we broke free, I saw Marion had woken and I started with her as Helene watched on. She kept a hand on my hip and back as she caressed me while I swallowed her daughter's tongue. We got up and took care of our morning needs. I jumped in the shower to get my hair under control and threw on a pair of linen shorts and a button down shirt and a pair of topsiders. We went out, and I had a bowl of cereal and the women had an English muffin. Helene and I had coffee and Marion had some juice. We cleaned the kitchen and went out to sit on the terrace and wait for Nancy. When she arrived, I invited her in. She asked how I liked it and I said, "Some good, some bad." Her big smile went away. I continued, "When we signed the contract do you remember what it was for? It was to get the unit into "Move-in condition." "It is. I've had the walls painted, there's art on the wall, they installed the curtains and blinds and the flooring is in. The furniture is all unpacked and assembled. The stereos and TV's are working. What's missing?" "I was hoping for a glass to take a drink, a plate to eat from, or maybe a broom or vacuum to clean up a spill. Now let's say I wanted to hang up some clothes in the closet that had no hangers or if I wanted to take a shower in a bathroom with no soap or shampoo? I can understand no food, but we had to make several trips yesterday. I was happy that none of the ladies had to use the bathroom after our trip because there wasn't any toilet paper." "Those things aren't part of decorating." "I didn't hire you to decorate. I hired you to get it ready so I could move in. I can pick out a couch as easy as I can pick out a vacuum. Just because the vacuum store doesn't give you a kickback doesn't mean I won't need one." I brought my friends down to enjoy my new place and so far, they've seen Albertsons and Sears. They haven't touched the sand of that beach." as I pointed out the sliding glass door. "I haven't ever gotten those things before." "Well maybe you should discuss the expectations of the customers along with the color swatches. Nancy, I like the furniture the colors and the artwork. The electronics are top of the line and I'm sure I'll enjoy them. When I first came in I was so happy with what I saw but the rest of the day that wonderful feeling oozed out of me as we went from store to store to finish the job that I hired you for. Then I had to carry everything up and put it away. I was glad to have the Jacuzzi at the end of the day because we were very tired from all the work we had to do. Do you see my point?" "I do but I was just doing what I always do." "It's always better to under promise and over deliver than over promise and under deliver. It looks nice. What do you need from me?" "I need to you to sign that the job is complete and I need the last payment of $10,000." I walked into the bedroom and grabbed my checkbook. I paid her the $10,000 and as I did, I mentioned that it cost me over $400 to finish her job yesterday and she should keep that in mind when going over the details with her next customers. She said she was sorry that I wasn't happy. I told her again that everything looked nice and then walked her to the door. I took a minute and let it go. "OK, let's go to the beach." We spent the day at the beach and at the pool. We did take a break and go up for lunch. I wanted Marion to have some alone time with her mom, so after lunch I decided to get in the workout I had skipped this morning. I headed to the room for the push-ups and sit-ups, grabbed my shoes and a towel, and headed to the beach. We're at the south end of the beach near the inlet so I turned north. I pounded out the miles and then dropped my shoes next to the towel I had left by the pool and hit the gulf for my swim. I rinsed and dried off before I headed up to the condo. As I waited for the elevator, I noticed a woman and her daughter walk up with bags of stuff as we had the day before. I said hello and asked if they could use any help? They said they would manage and I told them where to find a cart to help them carry everything upstairs. As we entered the elevator, I asked them what floor I should press. They were also on ten. There weren't too many people there. They had just completed the construction recently and most people didn't live year-round, but just spent the winter. I said, "Hello neighbor, we're on ten as well. My name is Britt" "My name is Martha and this is my daughter Jill. I don't know who wouldn't want to live on ten with the tall ceilings and the outdoor kitchens. I just wish the workers would finish the work. They said they would finish last week when we signed with the decorator two months ago and there are still painters and we're missing furniture. I hope they finish by the end of the week." "We just moved in yesterday. It was exhausting. Would you please join us for dinner? We're planning on trying out the outdoor kitchen." "That sounds nice. Are you sure you shouldn't check with your mom?" "I'm in charge of dinner tonight. Are you two alone or are there others that will be joining us?" "My husband will be coming in this weekend. We live over in central Florida." "We're from Orlando as well. If you change your mind let me know and we would be happy to help. Please come over at five for cocktails and we will eat around six. You can also bring your swimsuit if you would like to relax in the spa after dinner." "You have a Jacuzzi? That's a very nice feature. Which condo is yours?" "We're in 1001 down at the end. We look forward to seeing you at five." It was only two when I walked in. Helene was on the couch and Marion was sitting almost on her lap. Helene had her arms around her topless daughter. They were both crying. Should I ask or just let them be? "I'm going to take a shower. Is everything OK?" I got a nod from both but no words. "We're going to have company for dinner. They should arrive around five." I headed to get clean. Afterwards, I put on a pair of loose gym shorts and sat in the chair across from the couch with a glass of ice water. "What did I miss, baby?" Marion stood and came over to sit on my lap. I gave her a hug and laid my hand on her flat tummy. "Mom is having some trouble. She said that Dad has dominated her for the last eighteen years and he has never once done anything for her. He gives her an allowance and sends her on her way. You have given her orgasms and bought her clothes that you thought made her look good. You have brought her daughter closer to her and even shaved her pussy. She knows that you do those things because they make you feel good, but she can also tell you care about her and her feelings. You're in control but not selfish." Marion traced her finger around my chest, and spoke again. "I told her about how we met in my class. How you took me out and taught me what real sex was about. I told her about the lust, desire and pleasure you have brought into my life. I told her that I gave myself to you and you control my sexual fulfillment. I love you and I love the way you make me feel. I want to have your babies when you shoot off inside of my horny cunt, even though I know you aren't really trying. Mom is going to take me to get on the pill next week. Since I'll start my period this weekend, it should work out well unless you got me pregnant yesterday." "Marion, I treat you both the way I do because I think you both enjoy the emotions and feelings I create in you. I want you both to remember the word 'elephant.' If either of you ever want something to stop, I mean stop immediately, then use that word. If you're getting your ass spanked, you can say stop all you want and I'll do what I want. If you're getting your ass spanked and you say 'elephant, ' I'll stop immediately. You shouldn't have any fear of me doing something you don't want. You should only fear me doing something you didn't know you wanted." I pushed Marion to her feet and motioned for Helene to come to me. She got up and started walking to me. I told her to lose her top. She put it on the coffee table and stood in front of me. I grabbed her hand and led her to my lap. Marion dropped back to the couch and I rubbed Helene on the back and then her front. I leaned, kissed her nipple, and then went back for a lick and then a little bite. I asked if she was OK, and she nodded. I said, "I'm enjoying our time together. I need to confess my sins. Will you listen and forgive me?" She looked at me and then nodded. I'm not sure what she was thinking but wondered what else I may have done that she didn't know about. "Helene, I fell for Marion the first time I saw her. Her beautiful smile made me stop in my tracks, and I told myself that if I didn't attempt to meet her that I would kick myself forever." Helene just listened so I went on, "When I spoke with her, she told me that her parents were protective and didn't let her date. I wanted her so bad that I brought in friends to make it seem like she was going out with a group of friends and not just me. I asked her about you and Peter to see if there was a way to let us date. I learned about Peter from some local businessmen. He has a good reputation as an investor but as a man, a husband, a father or a buddy, his reputation is less than stellar. I would never try to break up a relationship, but I knew he treated you like crap. I know he takes his customers to strip clubs for almost every business lunch and dinner. I know he's a greedy bastard that will do anything to have the largest book of business in the region." I think Helene knew this but she was still sad and didn't like to hear it. "Helene, Marion loves the way I treat her. I've a way of finding women who're like her, who like men to treat them the way she and you do. I've a rule not to sleep with married women or women who have a boyfriend, without them first getting permission. Peter treats you so bad that I bent the rule to the max. I told Peter I would be taking care of his women this weekend and he gave his permission. He sold his women to me for a chance at the prize, at a chance to have the biggest book of business. I preyed on his greed. I've a small feeling of guilt for what I'm doing to Peter but my heart wants to jump out of my chest when I'm with you and Marion. I've always said I won't get married or have a girlfriend in an exclusive relationship before I'm forty, but with you two, I feel like I could break that promise to myself if you asked me to but I know that I won't. That's my confession. Do you forgive me?" She had tears in her eyes when she pulled me into a hug. It was three o'clock, two hours until our guests would arrive. I held Helene for a while and then whispered in her ear and she nodded and got to her feet. Marion asked, "What did he say?" Helene replied, "He said that he hadn't yet fucked me but would love to take me for a ride. You should come along so I don't get pregnant." I did take her for a ride and Marion returned the birth control method by sucking all of my cum out of her mom. We took a shower together before we headed out to get everything ready for our guests. We had picked up some nice-looking seafood when we were out shopping the day before. I grabbed a bunch of vegetables, sliced them, and after some olive oil, salt and pepper they were ready for the grill. I also took the time to mix up two gallons of Margarita mix, less the alcohol, to give it time for the flavors to meld. I cut a few shallots and mixed a nice salad. I also fixed some canapés. When I had the prep work done, I headed for the shower just as Marion and her mother were exiting their room. I told Helene to move her stuff to the other master suite to keep appearances correct. I hopped in for a quick shower and then put on the same shorts and shirt from this morning when I did the walk through with Nancy. There was a knock at ten past five and I opened to find two lovely ladies, wearing pretty sundresses. I apologized for not getting their names earlier and then turned to introduce Jill and her mother Marsha Jones to Helene and Marion. Before I could finish the introductions, Marion had Jill in a hug. Come to find out that the Joneses were also from Winter Park and Marion and Jill had been in the same class. They were friends and were happy to see each other. I invited them into the rest of the house and Marsha said, "This is considerably larger than our place. I didn't know they had a larger model." "We bought in early, and had two, three-bedroom units changed to a large four-bedroom with a den and a game room. We also have twice the balcony space which is where we installed the Jacuzzi and the kitchen." I showed her around and she liked the decorating and the bigger view. I asked if everyone wanted a drink and they all did. I had a blender on the counter, and with the ice maker, I proceeded to create frozen margaritas. I had the salt for the glasses and added the top shelf tequila and triple sec to create the drinks a little on the strong side. It was warm so we readily consumed them over small talk and I then passed out a second round. Marsha had assumed that I was the son, but with Jill and Marion knowing each other, it soon came out that I was just a friend of the family -- but not how close a friend. It also came out that the condo was mine. I had some snacks out but they pretty much ignored them. The women needed only alcohol and vegetables to make them happy. While they continued to talk, I went into the kitchen and started dinner. The chopped shallots went into the saucepan with a little butter. After it cooked down some, I took a bottle of sparkling wine and added it to the pot. When it reduced down some, I added a large pinch of saffron and started the pan. The gas grill-top outside was ready and I added some swordfish steaks. I went back in to put the scallops into the pan. When they started to cook, I added the vegetables to the grill and turned the steaks. I went back in and added some cream to the pot as I flipped the scallops. After giving the sauce a good whisk, I took it off of the heat and took the scallops off as well to let them rest. I carried the plate of scallops out and assembled the plates outside. I put some swordfish and scallops on each plate after turning the vegetables. I then added the sauce to the seafood. I tossed the salad and put the grilled veggies on the plates. I put the salad in the bowls and had the girls carry the plates to the table. I refreshed the drinks and joined them for a wonderful meal. Marsha was asking several questions about my family, where I lived and so on. I was wondering about the twenty questions when she said, "I know your mom and dad." We used to play bridge with them before they divorced. Ding, Ding, Ding, red flags shot up in my brain. My mom had dropped out of the swinging scene after the divorce and Dad was close behind after they laid him off and he had to rearrange his priorities. Marsha was a swinger, Jill was a hottie and they were here having dinner with me and my lovers. Most parents don't discuss their lifestyle with their children so I didn't think Jill was aware of the last comment's significance. Marsha may not have known that I was aware of the meaning behind her words. They all enjoyed dinner and I got many compliments. I cleaned up the table and the kitchens after I refilled the drinks. Marion and Jill were getting a buzz from the drinks. The ladies were on the patio relaxing after dinner when I came back from cleaning up. I asked if they would like to listen to some music or relax in the Jacuzzi. Jill said she wanted to get into the Jacuzzi and Marion seconded the idea. Both moms shrugged. Marsha said that they didn't bring their suits and that they had to go back to their condo to get them. I asked if it would be OK to see their condo and the difference between their layout and mine. We all walked over and right into a construction site. I thought earlier that there was some touch up painting and punch list work but they were still finishing the tile in the bathrooms and kitchen. It surprised me that they even allowed them to stay. When I asked, Marsha replied, "We should have just turned around and left, but my husband is away on a trip and we're having work done at our other home. The intent was for us to move into our finished condo here today. I guess I should have gotten a hotel." "Marsha, we have an empty room that you're welcome to. You can have the empty and Jill can share a room with Marion. You can stay until they finish your place. I can see that they're very close. I would guess Friday or Saturday that they'll have the flooring and painting done. I'll talk to them about placing the furniture for you as well." "If you wouldn't mind? I would hate to intrude." "I would feel bad if you didn't. This will also allow the trades to get in earlier and get this done." They grabbed their suitcases and I carried them back to the condo. When they settled in, they came out in their swimsuits, Jill in a little yellow bikini and Marsha in a one-piece cut high on her hips. I refreshed the drinks and we all climbed in. Like last time we ran the jets for a while. I sat between Marsha and Helene, and Jill and Marion were across from me. They kept whispering in each other's ears with giggles and faces full of emotions. Their hands seemed to touch each other but due to the bubbles, I couldn't see where. I felt Marsha reach out and 'accidentally' touch my cock that was running down the right leg of my board shorts. I didn't look at her but stroked her thigh and felt her shift to give me access to her pussy. I took my left hand and repeated the same motion with Helene on my left. I could feel Marsha start to stroke slowly up and down my shaft as she traced the outline while it continued to grow. I pushed the panel covering her pussy to the side so I could slip my finger in to slide up and down her slit and then into her pussy as the heel of my hand, made small circles on her clit. I could see Marion doing the same to Jill. Marsha and Jill both had their eyes closed, so I'm not sure that either of them was aware of the others pleasure. After I saw Jill get off and Marsha right behind her, I turned off the jets. We all soaked for a while and listened to the Dave Brubeck and Paul Desmond album that I had on the turntable. I got out, dried off, and sat on a patio chair. I loved the water but I didn't want to turn into a prune. Marion got out of the water, wearing one of the bikinis I had bought her. I stood and dried her off and then did a slow dance with her before letting her sit down. Jill got out next and she got the same treatment. She was trying to grind herself on my leg and I let her without being too obvious. She whispered that Marion said I might stop by to tuck them in tonight. I told her I might and kissed her cheek before I led her to the chair next to Marion. Helene was next and handed the towel to me to keep the routine. She was also in a small recently acquired bikini and she gave me the grind. We spoke quietly and I assured her that I would be by to tuck her, and her hard nipples that were pushing into my chest, into bed. Marsha would have looked funny without letting me take care of her, and when I dried her, I intentionally rubbed hard on her cunt through her suit. I spoke with her as we took a spin around the terrace. She asked if I could stop by after the girls went to bed. I told her she should call her husband to let him know where she was staying and why. I told her that she would need to get specific approval before we could do any more than what we had already done. She didn't look pleased but promised she would. In her purse, she'd written the hotel name where he was staying. I asked if anyone needed anything and everyone declined. I would have lit a joint but didn't want to offend anyone since there were parents and their children both present. Marion said they were getting tired and were going to take a shower. She and Jill left together and came back forty-five minutes later both wearing short sleeping pants with wide leg holes and no panties. The top was just a loose t-shirt with again, no bra. The album had finished and I had replaced it with some Van Morrison. The moms went to shower and change. I closed up the sliding doors, closed the blinds, turned on the AC for the night, and went to rinse off and change into some dry clothes. I was back shortly and found the girls kissing on the couch. I walked up quietly and started rubbing Marion's pussy, which was clearly visible in her loose shorts. I slid my hand right up her leg. She jumped when she felt me and then went back to Jill when she figured out who was touching her. She was grinding her clit on Jill's leg and my fingers in her pussy were helping her achieve her goal more quickly. I looked at Jill and slid my other hand up her leg. I started at her knee so she would have time to stop me, but she spread her legs a little wider as an invitation and soon she was catching up to Marion as they both came down the home stretch for their satisfaction. After the release on the couch and I'm sure a second earlier in the shower they were getting close to sleep. The alcohol and meal helped to complete the exhaustion and they kissed their moms and headed for bed soon after the moms got back from their shower. I kissed them both, walked them to the room, kissed them both again, and told them I would see them in the morning. Marion asked if she could sleep with me and I told her maybe tomorrow. When I came back out Marsha was on the phone with her husband. She talked for a while longer and then handed me the phone. He asked about the condo after he introduced himself. I told Ron that they were close and I would talk to the developer and the crews tomorrow. I asked if he had his contract and he said it was at the house. He thanked me and told me that he'd spoken with Marsha and that he knew my parents, told me that if Marsha wanted to play bridge with me while he was away that he was OK with it, and thanked me for making sure it was all right with him first. I hung up and both ladies were looking at me hopefully. ------- Chapter 63 I was not sure about what Marsha was expecting except that she wanted to fuck. I knew that Helene was a sub and she liked someone to tell her what to do. I told them to follow me to my room. I didn't want the girls watching, so I closed and locked the door. I had them both undress each other. Helene was nervous but did not resist my direction. Marsha had done this before so she was comfortable with doing as I asked. After she finished getting Helene naked, she turned to her and said, "Now let's get him naked," and she started toward me. She went for my shirt but not seeing Helene next to her surprised her greatly. I grabbed her hand and smacked her hard on the tit. She looked shocked. I pushed her down on the bed and wrestled her onto her back. I told Helene to sit on her face. Helene followed my instructions, kneeling on Marsha's arms, and planted her cunt on Marsha's face. She was looking towards her feet and I quickly undressed and made sure she didn't squirm free. I said, "Ron told me I could have you however I wanted and was upset that you would try to have me without his permission. He said to make sure that the cunt made me happy. Then the cunt who thinks she knows what's best for me attacks me. Cunt, I don't hear Helene moaning, so you had better start sucking her pussy harder before I beat your ass black and blue. You will also beg her to let you borrow one of her bikinis tomorrow to wear to the beach or you will go naked. No more one-piece suits when you are with me. From the looks of it, you will need a trim to get that bird's nest of a cunt into the bathing suit." I picked up her knees and pushed them towards Helene to hold while I lined up my cock with the now dripping pussy of Marsha's. I pushed slowly and steadily, and sank all the way in. I think she was a little shallow because I felt myself pushing against her cervix as I ground my pubic bone into her clit. I had Helene let her breathe a little and moan and talk while she begged me, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder." As Helene lowered herself back onto Marsha's mouth, I told Marsha, "If you come before Helene does I'm going to spank your ass so hard the pain will stop you from sitting down at breakfast." For some reason Helene started to moan and she couldn't decide if she wanted to twist her own nipples or Marsha's. She kept switching back and forth. Helene came a few minutes later, which flipped the switch and Marsha's hips flew off the bed as she came and tried to rip my dick off. Her pussy muscles grabbed hold of my cock as she flailed around the bed. When Helene climbed off, Marsha looked like a windstorm had caught her right in the middle of a field. Her hair and her face were a mess. She was sweating and breathing hard. I told Helene to thank her and clean her up. She licked and kissed her for a while but eventually took her into the shower to get her squared away. I had cum while Marsha was trying to kill me so that I felt satisfied and ready for sleep. The ladies headed to their rooms and I woke up all by myself the next morning. It was thirty minutes later when I started my workout. I finished my swim around eight, and before I headed up to the condo, I sat and watched the waves for a while. When I got off on the 10th floor, I turned and walked down to Marsha's condo and saw Mr. Reagan just opening the door. I called out to him, "Good morning, Mr. Reagan." "Good morning, Britt. How are you enjoying the condo?" "It's nice but a little crowded. I have some guests who are staying with me while they wait for you to finish their condo. What's it going to take to get the Jones's condo done?" "We just lack the flooring and some touch up paint." "Well, today is Wednesday. To ensure that you get this finished, I would tell your guys to come in early and stay late. When they finish, you need to call your cleaners and have the place done again as well as move the furniture to its proper location. If you have that done by Friday at 5 PM, we won't have any problems. If not then I'll send you a bill for room and board for the week and however much longer they are in my place. I know that jobs run past their completion date but you told them a date and you never called to let them know that the original plan changed. Now they have two homes full of workmen and they find themselves homeless. Can you make this right?" "Britt, I have a lot of units that are in the final stages and everyone wants to move in yesterday. I'm sorry but the plumbers held up the job a couple of months ago and we are still trying to catch up." "Sub contractors can get in the way but they all answer to you and you to the customer. Can we get this wrapped up by Friday with the tile down, grouted and sealed?" "I'll make sure that it's done, even if they are here until midnight and have to come back at 6 AM the next morning." "Thanks, I spoke to Ron last night and he will be in after dinner on Friday to enjoy what he spent $350,000 on." "It will be ready." "I'm sure you made some money on this project. You are close to the finish line, just don't give up." "Yeah, my wife is ready to kill me but I see the light at the end of the tunnel. Thanks for the ideas. The bank has been very happy with the sales so far and I know that we are selling almost forty percent faster than the other two developments that started around the same time." He told me to 'take it easy' and he was off to inspect the work from yesterday and kick them in the butt to get things finished. I walked into the condo and all the ladies were out on the balcony. It seemed to have become the gathering place of the unit. After I said good morning, got smiles, waves and hellos from them, I cleaned up and grabbed a cup of coffee before heading out to watch the beach come alive with walkers, joggers, swimmers and sun worshipers. It seems that I am now taking four showers a day. As I came out they offered me breakfast, but I declined and felt happy with coffee for now. The girls wanted to go to the pool and lie out so they took off. I asked Marsha if she was OK with last night. She replied, "It somewhat took me by surprise. I expected that I would be the experienced one leading the encounter and telling you what to do to please me. I did not expect that you would have all the experience and confidence to take control, but it turned me on to have you make me please you and to make me please Helene. I felt frustrated at first because I knew what I wanted, but after I listened and obeyed you, I got just what I wanted. I wasn't expecting the size of your cock until I felt it in the Jacuzzi and then I had to have it. The most embarrassing part was to have to get permission from Ron. Did he really say those things?" "Marsha, you can ask him when he gets here if you don't believe me. By the way, did you trim your pubic hair yet? If not, you can use the clippers in my bathroom closet. If you need help, Helene likes to shave other women. In addition, tell me, what's the status on Jill? I think she wanted some of what you got last night, but I haven't fucked her yet." "I don't think she is a virgin, but I have the feeling that she is more comfortable with girls than guys. That's not very acceptable with kids and people in general but I have seen it quite a bit in our circle of friends. I put her on the pill a year ago to help with the time of the month but also as a precaution. Please be gentle with her if she wants to get with you since she is still my little girl and you are certainly a big boy." With that, I grabbed a towel and headed for the pool. I lay with the girls for twenty minutes before I got bored and asked if they wanted to swim in the gulf. When they both said yes, I followed them to the water. Eighteen-year-old asses are by far the best. They seem to defy gravity. We all waded out until we were neck deep -- that is neck deep for them but chest deep for me. I ended up with a girl on each arm. I asked Marion what they did in the Jacuzzi, shower and bed last night. Marion blushed before she said, "The jets were loud enough so we could talk without being overheard. Jill asked about you and about us. I told her that we were lovers and I did whatever you told me to do. She then asked me what we had done, so I told her everything and then about you making me finger my pussy in the car on the way down with Mom in the back. She got excited with my talk, so I touched her under the water. At the same time, she slid a finger into my pussy. When we went to shower, we were kissing and fingering each other until we both came. We also had a lot of fun sucking each other's titties. You saw what happened on the couch, and when I came out to check on you, the moms were both missing and you had your door locked, so I locked our door and we ate each other at the same time until we came again. We were so exhausted we held each other until we fell asleep. We could have done it again this morning but I had to pee so badly, and when I came out of the bathroom, I found Jill's mom in the kitchen." I was rubbing her ass the entire time she told the story. I turned to Jill and asked the open-ended question, "What did you think about yesterday?" She immediately wrapped her legs around my mid section and I grabbed her ass. Marion had to back off so Jill's legs could fit around me, and then she spoke. "I had fun. I was upset that the condo was a mess, but then I met this cute guy who, it turns out, fucks my friend from school. He is an awesome cook and he gave me drinks so I could feel a nice buzz. Then my friend, Marion, rubbed me and kissed me and sucked me until I had multiple orgasms, and then I find out that he is fucking my mom so I went to sleep with my girlfriend naked all night." I said, "Your girlfriend, huh? I don't remember giving her permission to become your girlfriend." I turned to the blushing Marion, "Is she now your girlfriend?" "I don't want to give you up but I had fun with Jill and would like to keep having fun with the slut. She is almost as horny as I am. Her tongue is kind of rough and makes my pussy tingle." I responded to both of them, "I may have to get a feel of that tongue later but as the owner of this fine little cunt, what kind of offering do you have for me, Jill?" "Well, I let you fuck my mom." She was smug with her answer and thought that would get her a free pass. "Jill, I got that permission from your dad before I took her into my room, similar to the way that I got permission from Marion's dad to fuck Helene. I own Marion so I don't need permission. So ... back to you and me. Are you a virgin?" "Um, no. I have been with a boy before and I really didn't enjoy it. He hurt me and then it was over too fast." "Why don't you and I try it again before you completely write off boys? Many girls like both boys and girls. We call them bi-sexual. Some are 50-50 some 40-60, 70-30 and so on. I would like to take you for a ride. With your legs wrapped around me, you don't seem to hate guys and you didn't stop my fingers last night on the couch." "Marion has told me how good you make her feel and I do like you." I slid her up further onto my forearm and pulled her bathing suit off and out of the way. I used my other hand to slide in and search for her g-spot. I wormed around and after I found it, I stroked and tapped it until she was ready to cum. As she started her first orgasm, I swung her around and started to kiss her deeply as I fed my cock out of my shorts and into her quim. She made some noises but never broke the kiss. Marion said there was a boat coming and I looked to see a small sailboat heading toward us. I acted as if we were just talking and the boat came close enough for the couple and their little girl to say hi. I never took Jill off my cock, but we were under water and they had come near to us, so, oh well. After they headed toward the beach and she had her second orgasm, I sped up and creamed her. I got my penis back into my pants, and Marion gave the bottoms back to Jill. I told Jill she and Marion could have fun together, but I could still have Marion whenever I wanted her and Jill when she felt like it. She said it felt good so she may want it more often. As we were coming out of the water, we met the family with the sailboat. They were about ten years older than we were and the little girl was about three or four years old. We asked about the sailboat and they told us it was theirs and that they had a condo on the third floor on the end under me. They were Brad and Nicole Land and the girl's name was Ashley. They told us that they also lived in Orlando. He was a doctor at one of the area hospitals, but he asked us not to call him Doctor, just Brad. We later found out that Nicole's dad owns all the cable companies in the Midwest or close to it, and he had bought them the condo as a Christmas present. Brad was going back out and asked if anyone wanted to go. Both Jill and Marion did and I told them to have fun. I helped push them back out into the water and in the right direction to catch the wind. I sat down at the shoreline to help Ashley with the sand castle she was building. Nicole sat down and spoke to me. "Are they both your girlfriends, or is it just the one you were having sex with when we went by." I had a quick laugh, "I thought you were coming kind of close. Are you guys a couple of perverts or just making sure we were doing it right?" It was her turn to laugh, "I told Brad he was too close, but he said he would miss you and he needed to get to the area where you were in the water, so he could tack back with the wind to come up in front of the condo." "She is not my girlfriend. I don't have a girlfriend. I don't want a girlfriend. I'm just enjoying life and sometimes I enjoy it with other people and women in particular." I started to drip the wet sand on top of the castle to make spires. Ashley liked them and liked to knock them down so I kept doing it. "So you just love them and leave them? That doesn't sound like they would remain your friends for very long after that." "Nicole, I'm not judging you for letting your husband get all hot and bothered over a couple of eighteen-year-old girls wearing the smallest bikinis they could find this morning. Are you hoping he gets so horny that he takes you over the back of the couch while Ashley takes her afternoon nap? He will want to stand behind you so he can think about that eighteen-year-old pussy stretching around his cock. You will get the benefit of what they are doing to him, and he will tell you how great it is and how much he loves you. I don't doubt that you are great or that he loves you, but sex is as much mental as physical. I never lie or mislead any of my lovers. They know what they will get before they even start and what the commitment is on the back-end." "For a young guy you certainly sound full of yourself." "I'm pretty confident. I'm a very observant person and just as you watched us, I watch you. I watch your eyes and your husband's eyes. He looked at you and Ashley and had the look of love. He looked at Jill and Marion and had the look of lust. He did not look like he was out of control but appreciated the body that only an eighteen-year-old girl can have. He loves your body and I love your body. I would not consider it worse than theirs, just different. Those girls will not have your nipples because they have not had a baby. The hips you have are more mature. None of that is worse, just different. I love older women and enjoy their experience and their softer bodies. The girls are just girls, but something that you can never go back to." "So you are an expert, huh. So tell me what will happen." "They will come back and the girls will be giggling because they had fun and were flirting and teasing your husband. Even though your husband sees naked people all the time, when you come in wearing your little nightie he gets hard and the sight of the girls in their bikinis will have him hard as well. He will take you up to the room and as soon as possible either fuck you or whack off. With your looks I would bet on you unless you turn him down." "You would bet on me, huh? What would you bet?" "Dinner. If things go the way I said, you and Brad will take us to the Columbia for dinner and you will not wear anything under your dress. Brad will pay for dinner and we will enjoy ourselves." "What if I win the bet?" "What do you want IF you win the bet?" "If Brad does not hit on me and ask for sex during Ashley's nap after lunch, you will take Brad and me to dinner. Your girls will not wear anything under their dresses and you will have to fuck one of them on the beach at midnight while I watch." "It sounds like we have a bet. Marion and Jill's moms are here. Is it OK with you if they watch Ashley? What happens if you lose the bet? I get to feel you under your dress anytime from the time we meet for drinks to when we get back. Deal?" "Only if I get to feel your cock before you fuck the girl." "It's a deal. Do you hope that you win or lose, and what will you tell Brad after we decide who the winner is?" "I guess I'll tell him the truth. This entire discussion is turning me on." We didn't talk a lot after that but kept Ashley happy. I pulled her around in the water and she was making all kinds of happy noises. The sailboat made the same tack and came up to the beach. The girls were giggling as they hopped out of the boat. Brad got out and adjusted his cock. Nicole saw that and looked at me. I winked and asked Brad if he needed help. He had a trolley with big fat tires to move the sailboat on land, and we pushed it up to the dunes. Ashley was ready for a nap and I said, "See you after lunch. We will be down by the pool. It was nice meeting you." They headed toward the hallway and the elevator. The girls and I rinsed off and then sat back down by the pool. The moms were there talking, so we sat with them. Jill told the moms about the fun they had going out on the sailboat. Marion was going up to use the restroom and get something to drink, so I asked her to bring me something to eat when she came back. I had skipped breakfast and my stomach was growling at me. She came down with a PB&J sandwich and some pretzels. She had grabbed a small cooler and brought sodas for everyone as well. I fell asleep by the pool for a while. When I awoke, I jumped in the pool to cool off. I was sitting on the steps with Marion when Ashley started to wobble towards me. It's nice to have new friends. Brad was smiling and Nicole had a perplexed look on her face. She walked up and said, "Do you think your mom could watch Ashley so we could take you to dinner tonight, our treat?" I didn't have a mom here so Marion called her mom over. Ashley was sitting on my lap now and we were doing little splashes together. When Helene walked up in her small bathing suit, I introduced her to Brad and Nicole. I asked if she and Marsha would like to play grandma and watch Ashley while the five of us went to dinner." Helene smiled, "If she is as good as she is now, we would love to have the little angel to watch." She continued to dig at Marion. "It would be wonderful to have someone who smiles a lot and does not talk back." I stepped in and said, "Why don't you bring Ashley and some toys up around five? We can leave from there and Ashley can sleep on one of the king beds with pillows around her until we get back. That way you won't have strangers in your condo and the women will be at home. Is that OK?" "It sounds good to me, how about you, Brad?" Brad looked confused and said, "Sure, whatever you want, Hon." I took Ashley for a spin around the pool first pulling her, then putting her on my shoulders and then with her hanging on to my neck as I swam. She had fun and I was trying to wear her down so she would be tired later. I headed up and took a shower. I told the girls to wear dresses with nothing under them. Jill started to protest but Marion said "Yes, Sir." Jill fell in line and started looking into the closet. She ended up wearing a dress that I had bought for Marion. In this dress, her areolas were not as visible as when she wore the two dresses she had. We were just relaxing when the doorbell rang so I invited them in. I guess I was Ashley's new best friend because she walked directly to me with her arms up. I picked her up and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then I held onto her and welcomed her parents into the condo. As they looked around, they commented on the taller ceilings and the size. "You know, they say size matters. Bigger is better and all that crap." Nicole blushed and Brad smiled and said, "So I've heard." We put Ashley's stuff into my room since I would be out. The moms were both happy to have a baby around and had already fixed some salads for later. Ashley had some stuff they brought for her. They had the same view but no outdoor kitchen or Jacuzzi. I didn't have the blender out but offered them each a drink from the wet bar. Brad looked at Nicole. I told them I had a Toyota Land Cruiser and would be happy to drive so they could both enjoy dinner. At that, they both nodded. I fixed some martinis for the moms and Nicole. Brad had a Jack and Coke. I put it in a highball glass and made it a double. The girls had screwdrivers and I had some lemonade. We stayed for a second round but the moms passed. When Ashley seemed to feel comfortable with Helene and Marsha, we made a quiet exit and told them where we would be. Since I was driving, it left the other passengers to decide where they would sit. I figured all the girls would ride in back. The Land Cruiser had two doors, and I had a bench seat installed in the back that was like a futon that would fold out flat to make a bed, which I could use while traveling or camping. Nicole saw the dilemma of climbing in with no panties on so she told Brad to ride in the back. I watched Jill and Marion climb in with no panties on, and Brad and Nicole saw as well. Brad was happy to climb into the car with them. I was a gentleman and I saw only a flash of Nicole's pussy as she got into the front seat. I walked to the driver's side and made the short drive to the circle. We unloaded and Nicole was out before me so I held the door for Jill while Marion and Brad climbed out the other side. In the restaurant, we ordered a pitcher of sangria for Brad and the ladies to enjoy. We had some tapas of shrimp and scallops and then the 1905 Salad for the table. I had the Ropa Vieja and the girls had fish, while Brad had a steak and Nicole had the Pollo Relleno "Lele." It looked good when it came to the table. Mine was great but I would have to return to the restaurant again just to try what she had ordered. I thanked Brad for inviting us to dinner. He said, "No problem, it was Nicole's idea. She said that she lost a bet but wouldn't tell me what it was." The girls looked at me and waited for an explanation. I looked at Nicole, and she looked at Brad. He looked at me. We were on the patio and the table beside us was empty so I said, "OK, Nicole, do you want me to tell them or let it be?" She just nodded and shrugged. "Nicole and I were on the beach and she mentioned that when you sailed by us you could see Jill riding my big, hard cock." Nicole quickly interrupted, "I didn't say we saw her riding your big, hard cock. We never saw your cock." "Nicole, you had your chance to tell the story and you passed. Now be quiet so I can finish what I started." At that point, they all knew that they would get the story but I might embellish it a little to keep it interesting. "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted ... Nicole mentioned that you saw Jill trying to stuff the big salami in her little bun and she said that she told Brad to stay clear but he just had to take a good look at that fine-looking ass. We talked about some other things and I told her that Brad would be horny when he came back from sailing because you two little sluts would be flashing, teasing and flirting with him the entire time." Marion started to protest and Brad looked ready to defend himself when I held up my hand, "Still my turn, people. So where were we? Yes, we were flashing and flirting, so I told Nicole that I was sorry to get Brad so worked up and that he would probably want to have a matinee with Nicole." Jill spoke up then, "What's that?" "Jill, I was trying to act politely but if you insist, Brad was going to want to fuck the shit out of Nicole when they got up to the room while Ashley was taking a nap. I even implied that he would want to roll her over and do her doggie style. Since you and she both have blonde hair he could dream it was you he was nailing ... that means fucking." Jill smiled, "I got that one, but I just didn't know the 'matinee' thing." "Early showing, nooner, middle-of-the-day fuck, you got it?" "Yep, thanks" "So, since we got invited to dinner, what was the bet?" Marion asked. "I said that if I was wrong that she and Brad would have to play tennis with us tomorrow but that was not enough for her. She said that if she won that I would have to take everyone to dinner and then take you both down to the beach at midnight and fuck you both while she watched. She wanted to suck me and get me hard first and you two had to suck my cum out of each others pussies while she watched." "That's not true. You are lying." "I'm telling the story and since I won we will never be able to decide if you are lying to the girls, so let me finish." "After she was unwilling to take the tennis deal, I upped the ante and said that they would have to take us to dinner and she had to be naked under her dress." Brad looked at her. "Is that true?" Nicole acted very flustered. "Yes." I jumped right in. "I told you that everything I said was true and she just backed me up." Marion started laughing knowing that it was all a half-truth and then everyone else joined in. When we calmed down, Brad asked her, "Do you have anything on under the dress?" She looked down. "No." I didn't want to start a fight between them and was about to jump in when Jill spoke up. "If they lost, why am I naked under my dress?" "In case I want dessert. It was not part of the bet; it was just because your teasing Brad started this, so I figured you would end up having to give him a beaver shot as a thank you for dinner. A beaver shot is when you show him your naked pussy, you little slut." "I know what a beaver is. I just didn't know the matinee thing." "Brad, I know you took care of Nicole's needs at lunch today and that's why we're here. I know that even if you hadn't been sailing with my little vixens that you would have wanted a piece of your lovely wife. So the question is if you chose to answer us honestly. Did you think about either of the girls as you were taking care of Nicole?" Everyone looked to Brad. No matter how he answered, we would think he was so uncomfortable that he wouldn't have an answer that sounded believable. He finally tried, "I was horny for my wife, but while we were together I'd think of the girls but didn't want to have sex with them." Nicole spoke up. "It's OK, Brad. Look, but don't touch without my permission. When you flipped me onto all fours, I knew that if I were truthful, we would be buying dinner. I'm sans panties." Jill started to ask a question, but decided to shut up. They finished the pitcher of Sangria while Brad and I each had a piece of key lime pie and I had a coffee. When we left, I helped each of the girls into the back seat and Brad climbed in between them. I got a longer flash from Nicole. It was dark on the ride back. Looking in the rear-view mirror, I saw Marion raise the hem of her dress and Jill followed suit. Brad had his hands on their thighs. I reached over and slid my hand up Nicole's thigh as well. She instinctively spread her legs and then remembered who I was and where we were. She snapped her legs shut and turned to see if Brad was watching the action up front. He was not and she saw what was occupying him, so she spread her legs and let me play. When we got back, we thanked Brad for dinner and I asked if we could see their condo and they said sure. When we walked in, I could see that the floor plan was similar to Jill's but with lower ceilings. I asked, since Brad didn't only think of the girls while he had his nooner with Nicole, did they want the other part of the bet paid? Brad spoke up, "You mean the part at the beach at midnight and my wife sucking you off?" "Well, I may have exaggerated a bit. It was only one girl and no sucking off or them sucking each other. I have not been with Marion today, but I will before I sleep tonight. She likes it when others watch her. I could have Jill suck Brad off, but she would have to agree. Nicole, you beautiful goddess, I would love to lick your naked beaver or anything else that you and Brad agree to. Neither Marion nor Jill would be opposed to helping you out, if I had to guess. There is no pressure, just friends, whatever you are comfortable with or not." Brad and Nicole looked at each other and each had an idea about what they wanted. Brad knew his wife wanted to see more than what she did when they sailed by. He was also a doctor and had a moral code that he was trying not to throw completely in the trash. He finally spoke. "Why don't you get a blanket and pretend you are on the beach. We can pretend that we stumbled upon you and it got us excited. We watched you and took care of each other." I got it, and Nicole went to the bedroom and returned with a blanket. We made sure that we closed the blinds and that we turned all the lights off except for a lamp in the corner. I grabbed Marion and started kissing her. We took our time and we were almost dancing as we held, kissed and stripped each other. We broke and I pulled Jill between us and we got her naked as well. I laid Marion down and started to eat her pussy, I was in no hurry. Jill was using her hands and mouth to take care of Marion's tits and mouth with kisses. I glanced over and saw Nicole completely naked with her feet on the couch and her legs spread wide as Brad was licking her as well. I sat up on my heels and laid my cock on Marion's stomach. I love to do that because it looks like it will puncture a lung and is always good for a reaction. Nicole was twisting her nipple hard. I rocked back and then lined up with Marion and rocked forward. The licking and Jill's work had her ready and she had her orgasm as soon as I entered her. I just kept going and told Jill to get on Marion's face. This was funny to me because the moms did the same thing the night before but it was Helene on Marsha. I think Nicole liked to watch because she was holding Brad's hair in one hand, squeezing her tits with the other, grunting, and humping his face. I guess that since he had a matinee, it was OK if he missed the later showing. We all went on for thirty minutes and then it was over. We all came within minutes of each other except for Brad, but he continued to rub himself when Nicole finished, and when he let go of his head he shot all over her tits and face. I was not expecting it and no body else was either. He was lightheaded and sat down next to his wife. Jill and Marion went over and cleaned up the mess with their tongues as Nicole scooped some with her finger and fed herself what she could. We sat and caught our breath and Brad stood to put his clothes back on. I asked if they would like to sit in the Jacuzzi for a bit before they brought Ashley back down. Nicole nodded and went to get her suit. Brad followed. I saw them stop in the doorway before they came back and share a nice kiss. We entered the condo and Helene had the TV on. Marsha was with her but had a book open on her lap. I looked into my room and Ashley was sound asleep with her thumb in her mouth and a blanket to her chin. I went and grabbed my camera and snapped a few pictures. These were my first pictures since I arrived. At that point, Helene felt tired and stated that she was going to bed. Marsha turned off the TV but kept on with her book. The girls grabbed their suits and I grabbed mine. We all sat in the big tub and I started the jets. I pulled Nicole to me and kissed the back of her hand. She crawled on my lap and gave me a hug. I said just to her, "You are a beautiful, sexy, twenty-something woman. You don't have to act like or be anything else. You can't make yourself be eighteen or eight ever again. You need to feel happy with who you are. If Brad ever gets tired of you then you can dump him and come be with me. You can bring Ashley and your daddy's money. I don't think that will ever happen because Brad loves you for who you are. He passed on two eighteen-year-old hotties and missed the show so he could please you today." She pushed my girls onto his lap and they hugged him and kissed all over his face as they rubbed their titties on his chest. She asked if we wanted to play tennis tomorrow. I said sure but first I would have to buy a racket, so maybe after lunch. We relaxed, holding each other to end a nice evening together and then we all helped them gather Ashley's things before they headed back down to their place. I was very relaxed, and after a rinse, I invited the girls to my bed. We all cuddled up together and one by one, we dropped off to sleep. ------- Chapter 64 I woke with a nice wet mouth around my penis, and when I looked down, I saw Jill's head using my stomach for a pillow while Marion was taking care of me. When she saw that I was awake, Marion picked up the pace and a short time later she was sharing my spend in a nice kiss with Jill. We wandered out to the kitchen, and after a cup of coffee, I went back for my workout. Marion tried to get me to skip it since I was going to play tennis later, but I told her it was a habit that I planned to keep unless it was raining or a Sunday or another major event happened. A morning blowjob or a whining girl was simply not enough. I was back an hour later, and after a shower, I started breakfast, making some pancakes. I sliced bananas, added them to the rounds, and let them cook. After eating a great breakfast, I and then went down to the pool to sit and read a bit. I had the two books with me that I wanted to read, The Bourne Identity by Robert Ludlum and Firestarter by Stephen King. I chose the Ludlum book to read. I was on the third chapter when Ashley came up and had her arms up for a hug. I adjusted the dust cover to mark my place and picked up the happy little girl. I gave her a hug and asked her if she slept well? She did not answer so I gave her a raspberry on her arm and that got a laugh. Just then, Nicole walked up and said, "You seem to make all the women happy." I was going to say something smart but instead said, "It's because I care about all of them and they are all special in their own way." Nicole smiled back and asked if I was serious about tennis? I said that I would love to play but hadn't brought my racket. I was going to go out after lunch and pick up some equipment so they would be available for whoever wanted to play while staying at the condo. I asked if she had one with her and she said no. I was going to pick up four and some tennis balls so I told her I also had her covered. It was still before lunch so I decided to run out and get them so that maybe we could play while Ashley napped. I went to the local Oshman's Sporting Goods and got four rackets and six tubes of balls. I stopped and refreshed the groceries and picked up some steaks before heading back. Marion did not want to play tennis and volunteered to watch Ashley while she slept. We played two sets of mixed doubles and Brad and Nicole won the first set 6-2. Jill and I got better and quickly came together to win the second set 6-4. About then Marion came out with Ashley. Marion had changed, dressed and finished Ashley's outfit with her little tennis shoes. We stopped playing but Ashley and I tossed the ball to each other, while we all sat and regained out breath. Jill asked what we had bet. You could see her surprise when we told her we had not made a bet, and anyways it ended up a tie. Nicole asked Jill what type of bet she wanted, and Jill said she didn't know but she liked the one from the day before. It made her feel grown up and naughty. I said, "Hey, I got some steaks and salad fixings while I was out. Do you care to join us for a light dinner tonight? I was going to grill some steaks with a side salad." Nicole and Brad exchanged glances and then agreed. "If you want to spend time alone, I understand. There are no hard feelings. We all need personal time." "No, we are here for two weeks and we are having fun. Tomorrow we'll have a quiet family dinner," Nicole replied. I went up to shower and change while the girls went back to the pool. Both Helene and Marsha were reading books. When I came in, I kissed them both and apologized for neglecting them. I asked if they wanted to join me for a shower and a nap. Marsha said she was almost done with her book and she didn't want to put it down. I saw she was reading The Covenant by James Michener. I hadn't read it but I knew the feeling, so I grabbed Helene by the hand and led her to the bedroom. I washed her and she washed me. I led her to the bed and kissed her softly. I told her I had missed her and I was sorry that there were so many people around. We slowly made love to each other, while I tried to make her feel loved and desired. She had a tear on her cheek when I looked over after we finished. I wiped the tear and asked why she was upset. "Peter does not appreciate me. I know I respond to commands and you treat me that way, just as Peter does, but there is a big difference. You care about me. I get excited when you command me to do things and I get enjoyment out of pleasing you. You make sure that I have some satisfaction and when you miss even a small opportunity with me, I see that you are just as disappointed as I am for the loss. Peter just uses me for his needs, his desires, and his release. If I enjoy it then that's just a bonus not the goal. With you it's part of the purpose." "I'm sorry, Helene." "I'm so happy to have experienced what you have shown me but it also shows me what I have been missing. I'm afraid that if I speak up and demand more from Peter that he will just spend more time with his titty bar girls." "Can I do anything? I think your husband is a greedy bastard, but I care deeply for you and Marion. I was going to give Peter my business only because it would help Marion and you. If you want to say something to him, I'll back you and I can pull out of the transfer of funds to Peter." "Let me think about it. You have given me a new view of life that I hadn't experienced before. The first time I saw Marion riding on your big dick and heard her moaning with pleasure, I knew she had something that I had never had before. I wanted it and you knew I wanted it. The stunt you pulled on the way down here was your way of showing me what my place was, and I accepted it. I got a thrill out of being subservient to you and to Marion. She still has not fully understood that part, and I won't tell her, but I understood when you made me hold her panties. Thank you for making time for me today, and now I have a new friend in Marsha. She is really nice and we get along well." I stayed up at the condo and took turns reading and napping in the recliner. I marinated the steaks and put them in the refrigerator to soak. When the grilling was done, I fixed a large salad with romaine, tomatoes, cucumber and sliced steak. I would have loved some blue cheese dressing, but made some balsamic vinaigrette instead and everyone enjoyed it. To top the meal off, I opened a couple of bottles of Cakebread Chardonnay. Ashley got bits and pieces of the salad along with some Cheerios and milk. She was a happy little girl and spent much of the evening on my lap. Brad and I walked back to the game room, played a game of pool, and threw some darts. I was just trying everything out for the first time. There was a nice TV in there and now that it had cable, we had the new ESPN channel. We had on a lacrosse game that was a rerun from a few months earlier. I also found we had HBO and I saw that the Buddy Holly Story was on the schedule. Everyone was in a hangout mood, so we went to the entertainment area and climbed onto the couch. Ashley was still up and sat on my lap. She fell asleep fifteen minutes in and I put her on my bed again. When I came back, Marsha snuggled up to me and rubbed my abs lightly. We all enjoyed the movie and when it finished around 10 PM, the Lands headed home. I walked them to the door, and then I got Marsha and we walked over to check on her place. I had forgotten about it but tomorrow was Friday. There was some tape across the doorways to the kitchen and bathrooms. A note on the table said that they had finished everything but the sealer for the grout had to dry. She could take the tape down in the morning if she wanted, and Mr. Reagan would be by at 10 AM for a walk through. He had to get his crews started on other units first. Marsha and I walked around and took note of a couple of minor things that would need some touch up. Overall, it looked good, and they had moved the furniture into place and removed the boxes. You could tell the cleaners had been back as the dust was all gone. Marsha thanked me for my help. She led me into her bedroom and we broke in her new bed. She was much louder without her daughter next door and without Helene on her face. Afterwards we went back to my bed to sleep. We woke up early and had a morning fuck before my work out, and she wanted to feel it deep and hard. I did not let her down. Marion started her monthly time a day early so she was not in a happy mood with her cramps. I was nice to her but she was quiet. I helped carry Marsha and Jill's stuff over to the condo and I was still there when Mr. Reagan showed up. He apologized to Marsha and she thanked him for working hard to get it done by today. She pointed out the few nicks that we had spotted the night before and he grabbed a roll of red tape from his pocket, marked them, and said the painter would be by shortly. He actually did arrive shortly, and the paint was completely dry by the time Marsha's husband arrived. I met Ron Jones the next morning at the pool and he thanked me for my help on the condo and for taking care of his women. After lunch, we packed up and started to head out, but not before stopping by to say goodbye to Brad and Nicole. We exchanged phone numbers and I gave them an extra key to my condo in case I ever locked myself out or they wanted to use the tennis rackets or the Jacuzzi or anything else. Brad gave me a key for his place as well and said good-bye. Ashley gave me a big hug and a kiss and laughed when I gave her a raspberry on her tummy. Nicole thanked me for opening her eyes a bit and I slid my hands into her shorts and held her ass as I gave her a kiss. I said, "Remember what I said about Brad. If he starts to treat you like shit, you and my new girlfriend, Ashley, are always welcome." Peter was home when we got there and Helene seemed happy. Marion was better but still not 100 percent. I thanked Peter for the use of his interior design and kitchen help. I headed home and gave Mom a hug. I told her about the condo and told her she was welcome to use it anytime, but to let me know so I could check the reservations list. I was sure my friends would use it often. I mentioned Marsha, and Mom smiled and said that she and Ron were good people. I ran into Doug and asked if he could get any time off from work. He asked what I had in mind, and I told him I wanted to take a month for my birthday and go on a road trip with him, my treat. We would take our sleeping bags and go where we wanted, when we wanted, and stay for as long as we wanted. After a month, either we could drive home, or I would fly him home and we could continue on the journey. He loved the idea as he had worked without a real vacation for the last four years. He had a helper now that they were so busy. He thought he could slip away for a while. He spoke with his dad and got permission. We bought an atlas and some guidebooks and started looking at places to visit and things to do. A week later, I did something I kind of regretted. Marion had finished her monthly and we were going to go out on Friday night, but I got a call from Mrs. Cohen. She and Dr. Cohen had gotten divorced and a couple of friends wanted to take her out for dinner and a show. The show started at seven and the schedule called for it to finish by nine. I still didn't need the money but Craig was a good kid and she needed some help, so I told Marion that I would pick her up by 9:30 and we could go back to my place or get some ice cream or something. Either way I was going to get some pussy. I hadn't been with anyone since the beach due to our schedules. At five, I went over so Mrs. Cohen could go out with her friends. One of her friends was driving, and when she arrived, there were two others with her. They were going to dinner and then some place on Lee Road for the show. I had four hours, so I took Craig and we grabbed a pizza, then I took him bowling. We got back a little after eight and he then cleaned up for bed. He was in bed about 8:45, only 15 minutes late. 9 PM came and went then 10 and 10:30. I called Marion, apologized, and canceled our date. Nancy (Mrs. Cohen) had me very worried. She came stumbling in at 1:45 drunk off her ass. I found out there was a male strip show in town and they had two shows, one at 7 PM and one at 10 PM. They each went for two hours. Nancy and her group of divorced friends went to dinner and started drinking. They then went over to the show and when it was over, they were so sloshed that they had some more drinks and went to the second show. By the time she crawled in, she was so drunk that her drunken condition had her extremely horny. To top it off, when she opened her wallet she was broke. I guess it was all in G-strings down at the club. She is a tiny woman, but very pretty with brown eyes and hair as black as coal. I think she does aerobics five hours a day because she has a hard body with small breasts and is barely five feet tall. She had on a little black dress. She said she was sorry when she came in, but when I started to give her a hard time about not calling and making me miss my date, she started to give me lip. Due to her drunkenness, she told me that this was the first time she had gone out and let off some steam since her husband left her and that she was lonely and horny and she was just having fun. Her comment to me was, "Why can't I have some fun occasionally." I told her I was horny too. I had to miss getting laid because I was being responsible and looking after Craig. She could have called but she was too busy watching guys swing their dicks in her face. I asked, "Did you touch them, did you suck their cocks, did you let them fuck you?" "No, they don't do that, they danced and strut around and had on G-stings. They did rub against us and got us all turned on." "I think you owe me a cum since you made me miss my date. Why don't you take me back to your room and pay your bill for the night?" She put her foot in it by saying, "I have watched men strut around all night, and I don't think a nice boy like you could help me out with what I'm looking for." Her slurred speech reminded me that she was beyond her rational thoughts. I grabbed her, took her back to the room, and threw her on the bed. When she landed her dress rode up her thighs as her knees came up to her chest and I saw the black lace panties she had on under her silk black dress. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I had on a golf shirt and some shorts. I took off the shirt and she watched my stomach muscles and then my chest and arms as they came uncovered. I popped the button on my shorts and stepped out of them. Sorry, no G-string, but the silk boxers I was wearing had a hole in front, and when I made a slight shift with my penis, it slid out of the hole and started to grow. I gyrated my hips and asked, "You emptied your wallet and made me miss my date while you hung out at the club and what you wanted was here all along. Are you still horny, is this what you want?" Her eyes glazed over and she reached out with both hands and grabbed me. She started to stroke it. She would switch from one hand to two hands and then back to one. You would have thought she had never seen one before. I told her to lick it and she did, like a lollipop, and kept stroking. I told her to suck on it and she put it in her mouth. I think it was the first time for her because she wasn't very sure of herself and gagged when I started to push. I reached down to her crotch. She was wet. I wasn't sure if it was from the recent activity or just a total accumulation from all the nighttime activities, but she was wet. I just pushed her panties to the side and started to use my fingers on her. She stopped sucking but kept her hands moving. She finally spoke for the first time, "Please fuck me. I need this in me so bad." I did just as she asked. Either Dr. Cohen was small or they had not been together in a while. She was so tight. I had to keep rocking back and forth and it seemed like five minutes until I finally hit the end of her tunnel. She was lying back, holding her knees and moaning. I stopped moving until she opened her eyes to see what was wrong. When she looked into my eyes, I said, "I'm ready to fuck you now. Are you ready to get fucked?" She nodded and said, "Oh hell yes, fuck me." I think her moans were half in pleasure and half in pain as I pounded against her cervix. I went at her for ten minutes. I was sweating and she had tears in her eyes even though I counted two separate orgasms for her. She was saying, "Yes, yes, fuck and yes" the entire time. I wasn't sure about the birth control so when I was getting close I pulled out and quickly straddled her torso and let it fly. A week's build up of cum covered her hair, face, neck, and dress. I was trying to catch my breath and she was still out of it. I climbed off of her and sat on the edge of the bed. She had passed out. I looked at her and I felt satisfied with my revenge for her crap, but still felt that I had pushed her a little harder than I felt comfortable. I didn't feel so bad that I didn't grab my camera and snap half a roll of film from her gaping cunt to her new pearl necklace where the white contrasted with her black dress nicely. I didn't want Craig to walk in and find his Mom like this the next day, so before I started a shower I put my camera away, and then took off my boxers. I slid Nancy's panties off before I sat her up and I started on the dress. I'm sure I should have soaked it in Woolite or something, but it went with her panties straight into her hamper and I carried her into the shower. I sat her down on a bench in the 5' x 5' shower and then focused the spray on her. She woke up enough to hold herself up and I washed her hair, face and body. She asked, "Why is this stuff in my hair?" I told her, "After you begged me to fuck you, I was ready to cum and I didn't know about your birth control so I pulled out and your face got in the way." "I'm on birth control, so next time you don't need to make such a mess." We were both clean now, so I helped her dry off and then walked her back to the bed and asked if she wanted one more before I left? I was just kidding to sound tough, but she said that she would love to go one more time. She started crawling back onto the bed when I grabbed her by the hips and slid back into that tight pussy. It was a little tacky and I had to work a bit until she moistened up, but she felt the pounding start again. She wasn't a loud screamer but she moaned a lot and talked to me. I was glad that Craig's room was on the other side of the house. I had just cum so it was almost thirty minutes and two more orgasms from her before I pushed her feet onto the bed and pulled the sheet over her. I grabbed a t-shirt and got it over her head in case Craig popped into check on her before she woke. As I did, I looked at her tits. They were small but perfectly shaped. I wished I had spent more time with them, but I didn't think I would be called back to watch Craig any time soon. Marion came by the next day and we went straight to my room. She wasn't happy with Nancy either, and the nympho took it out on me. I was still tired from the night before when she came in and we just stayed in bed all day. Well, not in bed but we would have sex, shower, then more sex, then shower, something to eat, and then more sex. Helene called at four to tell Marion to get home by dinnertime. Marion ended up exhausted. I walked her to the door and grabbed a sandwich that I started to eat and finished on the way back to my room. I was glad that Marion changed the sheets before she left. I sat on the side of my bed, polished off the Gatorade and set the empty on my desk. I lay back and don't remember my head hitting the pillow. I woke on Sunday around 5:30 AM after twelve hours of sleep. I felt sluggish but knew I had too much rest, so I hit the floor and started my workout. I finished my push ups and was rolling over when I figured out it was Sunday. I decided to take Monday off and started in on the sit-ups. I ran ten miles and then just did some laps in the pool instead of going out into the lake. Mom and her husband Bill were away at a symposium in Arizona for Bill's work. I was going to fix breakfast but changed my mind and took a walk down to Park Ave for breakfast. I grabbed the paper, went inside, and had brunch. I had some coffee and orange juice and then a nice slow meal. I walked home and called Doug. He came by and we sat by the pool and talked about our trip. He said his dad felt excited for him and said they were getting along well. He was happy with the work and the way he had trained David, his helper. We decide that we wanted to head north. I had been to Atlanta plenty so the question was did we want to follow the east coast or go up the less developed west coast of Florida and then head west? I know I wanted to see all fifty states and had everything west of the Mississippi crossed off. I didn't care about the order so I let Doug decide. He picked the west so we would drive over to Ocala and then pick up I-75. I didn't want to see interstates, so we picked some back roads to Tallahassee and then turned left to the coast. I now had the first two days planned. We swam and talked about things to do and see. He left around three and I settled in and watched some TV. At dusk, I took the boat out and did some fishing, caught three bass but threw them back. Mom would be gone for another week. I think that Bill's meeting was over Thursday, but they were going to rent a car then drive over and see the Grand Canyon. One day Monica stopped by. We were in a cooling off period since her new boyfriend was somewhat demanding, so I didn't push her. Doug would come by after work and we would go skiing or hang out. I got a call on Thursday from Nancy Cohen. She asked if I could come over on Friday night again. I told her I didn't appreciate the way she had treated me the last time and didn't think it would be a good idea. Marion was leaving on Thursday with her parents for their summer vacation so I didn't have other plans. I also mentioned she never paid me for the last time. She said she would pay me double on Friday. "Nancy, I don't think you get it. I don't babysit for the money. I was helping you out because you needed help. I like Craig. I was more upset that you didn't give a shit about how your changing your plans screwed up my plans." "I'm sorry. I wanted to make it up to you Friday. Craig has gone to his grandparent's in New York for two weeks and I wanted to make it up to you with dinner Friday night." This was not what I was expecting, but now, my plans for Friday were nothing or nothing. "Sure, we can have dinner on Friday. Are you cooking or are we going out?" "We are going out. First we will have dinner and then maybe go dancing if that's OK with you." "Sure, I'll drive over and pick you up. What time do you want me there?" "Come over at six and we will leave from here." I thought she felt bad for the way she treated me so I decided to go. I showed up on time. My dress was nice but casual. I have been to a number of dance clubs, and in Florida, the dress code goes from shorts to coat and ties. It was summer, so I had on some lightweight slacks, a dressy short-sleeved shirt and some loafers. She had on another short dress but in a light blue. She looked nice. We went to La Cantina for dinner and drinks. I was driving so I was going easy on the drinking but Nancy had a couple before dinner and then wine with dinner. I don't know if she was enjoying freedom or building courage. The gentleman in me wouldn't let her pay so I took care of dinner and tip and we went over to the club that she had picked out. When we got there, we found a table along the wall and ordered another whiskey sour for her and a Jack and Coke for me. We went out and danced a couple of songs. She was good and when I held her, she felt very good. She didn't look too old at thirty-something and we were having fun. We took a break and when we did, the shit hit the fan. Her friend showed up. Nancy had a friend named Debbie, who had been with her the week before, and was probably the one I should have focused my anger on. She was also divorced from a doctor. She was the one who was pushing Nancy to go out and then to stay out the week before. I guess when Debbie called to check on Nancy the next day, she heard the story about what happened and couldn't decide if she should feel mad or jealous. I had questioned her decision to stay later and made Nancy feel bad about listening to her. I later found out that Nancy had told her everything about our time together. Nancy had also told her we were going dancing here tonight and it just so happens that Debbie showed up as well. Nancy was not expecting her pushy friend but seemed to bow to her demands, so Debbie invited herself to join us. I was now on a date with two thirty-something divorced women. I took Nancy on the floor to dance and when we came back, there was a pitcher of Long Island Ice Tea on the table. I was about to sit when Debbie grabbed my hand and pulled me out on the floor to dance. She was very touchy-feely and she was grinding on me as much as possible without getting us thrown out. It was getting crowded. She pulled me in for a slower dance and mentioned that Nancy said my cock was twice as long as her ex's and I knew how to use it. She stopped as if it were a question. I didn't say or do anything but kept dancing. Debbie kept grinding until the end of the song, and when I went back to the table, she followed. Nancy was enjoying the LIIT's and she was starting to gain some liquid courage. We went back on the floor and I could feel her wet crotch on my leg while we were out on the floor. She even used her hand to rub me though my pants. We danced for two more songs and the last one was a slow one. She was on me and I could feel her nipples on my stomach as I held her close. We got back to the table and another guy was dropping Debbie back at the table. He asked to join us and Debbie said she didn't think so. He moved on and I was still with two dates. I asked if they wanted another round and Debbie suggested we head back to her place for a drink. I was not sure where this was going so I looked to Nancy and she said, "OK." I wasn't happy to see Debbie follow us to my car but was glad she wasn't driving. She climbed into the back and Nancy slid into the front. They gave me orders to drive and we ended up on the same lake I lived on, but on the other side and around the bend. I got out of car and I went around the car to their side, to help them out. I love my Land Cruiser. It sits higher off the ground than most cars, and with only two front doors, any woman getting out of the back while wearing a short skirt will find herself fully exposed. Debbie noticed this right away and did not care one bit. I knew what Debbie was after, but didn't know how much Nancy was aware of what was going on. Debbie had a nice house with a pool like ours. The air conditioning felt good and Debbie went to fix some drinks. She must have thought I was a twelve-year-old school kid, because as she fixed and gave me a rum and coke, she acted as if she was doing me a huge favor. I sipped it. Debbie turned down the lights and asked if I had fun tonight? "I had a good time. Dinner was great and I enjoy dancing, I just wish I didn't get so hot. Did you come to the club to meet Nancy or was it just a coincidence?" Debbie replied, "Nancy told me that you were upset about last week and she was going to invite you out this week. I wanted to meet you and make sure you weren't still mad so I came down." "You also interrupted our date and now we are at your house instead of mine or Nancy's. What are the plans for the rest of the night? Is this a one drink and then we leave or what?" "I haven't thought that far ahead. I'm just trying to act nice. I was with Nancy last week and felt bad that she got in trouble because of me." "Does that mean you want the same punishment that she got, or should Nancy be the one to take the punishment again?" "Didn't you give her enough punishment last week?" "Listen, I don't play games. She invited me to dinner and dancing, so I took Nancy to dinner and then dancing and ended up with two dates. I don't mind two women, as it can sometimes turn out nice. If Nancy is OK with it, then let's stop beating around the bush. If Nancy has no knowledge of your plan or is not interested then I'll take her home. I'll be happy to pick you up in the morning to get your car." We both looked at Nancy and she looked like a deer in the headlights. She picked up her drink, drank the entire thing down, and said, "I want some freedom so I can try new things. Craig's dad was the only man I ever had. I met him in college, we got married in college and I worked to put him through medical school and residency. I had never been to a male review or had another man until last week and both thrilled me equally. What's next on the list?" "Yeah!" came from Debbie. I tried to sound like a voice of reason, "Nancy, there are a lot of things out there. You can do as much or as little as you want. Tonight, you will have many opportunities that you have never had before. To start with, you have three holes, with a man, and a woman here tonight. Think of the possibilities. You can draw the line anywhere you want but you will need to decide where that is. I don't want to hear from Craig that he walked in on you snorting coke off a naked midget while getting fucked by a German Shepherd in your living room." "Oh my, what are you talking about?" "Nancy, what I'm saying is that there is fun, weird, and then perversion. You have to make those decisions. I would guess that sucking Dr. Cohen's dick might have been a perversion a month ago. After last week, it has moved straight to the fun category. Killing children while fucking their ass is something that will never be anything but unacceptable to me but there are people out there who love to do things like that. You need to decide for you and Craig what's right for you. What you do and who you do it with." I turned to Debbie, "Right Debbie?" Debbie nodded and added, "He's right, Nancy. I have never tried the German Shepherd routine, but those kinds of people are out there. If you have questions, ask, but don't think that there aren't some wacky people out there." "I feel like I lived such a sheltered life. When he said three holes, I felt scared and freaked out. I don't want to snort coke or fuck dogs." "You don't have to," I said. "I love to look at, kiss and feel women's asses but I'm not much into fucking them. I feel like I'm wasting pussy when I choose an ass over something so close. Even gay boys have asses to fuck. I prefer a nice wet cunt." Debbie came back, "I have one right here." She leaned back and pulled her panties to the side. I looked at Nancy and said, "Do you want to give it a lick?" "Me? I don't think so." I dropped to my knees and spent the next thirty minutes eating pussy. I saw Debbie bring Nancy nearer, help her out of her panties and her dress, and rub her thigh while Nancy rubbed her own pussy. I sat up and then dropped between Nancy's legs for the second course. Debbie had three orgasms and Nancy caught up real fast. The whole scene must have wound her up real tight because she went from one to the next with just small breaks in between. My knees were getting sore, even on the carpet, so I stood up. I was the only one with any clothes on. Debbie was sitting in the corner of the couch with one foot on the floor and the other on top of the back. She had three fingers in her cunt. I got undressed, she looked at my eyes, and I looked at her the entire time. I wasn't in a hurry but I wasn't dawdling. I set my shoes and clothes off to the side and asked if we wanted to stay here or go to the bedroom. Debbie quickly got up, grabbed my cock and Nancy's hand, and dragged us toward the master suite. ------- Chapter 65 I dove into the pool two hours later. I'd fucked them both and made Debbie eat the cream pie I'd left behind in Nancy. We talked Nancy into sucking on Debbie's tits while I fucked her and later she did taste her pussy as well. I don't think she'll be turning lesbian any time soon, but she was not as freaked out at the end as she was in the beginning. At 3 AM, I found the pool very refreshing. The lights were off and I swam one lap and then just floated to the steps. Two women are impossible to keep up with if you only use your cock, but even with the help of your tongue and hands, it can become exhausting if they aren't working as hard on each other. They both came out and walked down into the pool. Nancy dove in and then glided back into my arms. As I hugged her, she thanked me. I gave her a kiss and held her for a bit. Debbie came over for a hug too as we refreshed in and relaxed in the water. After a while of just sitting with each other we all ran out of steam. We went back and changed the sheets. Nancy and Debbie dried their hair and we all went to sleep. In the morning, Debbie was ready for round two but Nancy was wearing down on her new adventure. I drove her home and then took Debbie to get her car. She invited me over for the day. I told her I would be by later, but I wanted to get a change of clothes. I went home, had some food, and took a hot shower. I washed everything twice and put on some comfortable shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my flip-flops and my backpack with some nicer clothes just in case she wanted to go somewhere later. I decided to take the boat, because if they sit too long it's not good for the engine. I hopped into the boat and made it through my checklist quickly so I could go around the lake and mess around some before pulling up to Debbie's dock. After I tied up and started walking up from the dock, she saw me from her living room. I came in and she said I surprised her. "I didn't know you lived on the lake." "I do, but I've been away at school. I live across the lake and around the corner. You can't see it from here." We talked about the night before and about Nancy. Debbie apologized for last Friday, saying that she was just trying to "let Nancy's horses run free." I'm not sure what that means but I think it means cut loose. "Nancy has lived a sheltered life and her ex was a nice guy and a good doctor, but was so focused on his work that he neglected her and Craig. The truth of the matter is that the size of your beautiful cock freaked her out. When I spoke to her the next day and she told me about you, it was funny. She thought that all of those guys at the show were freaks of nature and then she gets home and her babysitter's cock was in the same league. She was upset that you ruined her dress but happy that you opened her eyes to orgasms while with a man. She'd only had them by herself until you came along. I must say that you did a good job." "I was pretty pissed, and if she weren't drunk and horny it would have been rape, but she wanted it and took everything I gave her. I wasn't gentle. Did you want me to come by and talk or did you have something else in mind?" "Well, we didn't do anything this morning and I love morning sex." "We'd better hurry or it will be afternoon soon." We spent the rest of the morning and into the afternoon having easygoing sex. Afterwards we took a shower and took her Jag to visit a Mexican place where we had either a late lunch or early dinner. I drove the Jag on the way back to her house and then took the boat back to my place. I'd finished the roll of film that afternoon with pictures of Debbie on the black satin sheets. I walked over to John and Beth's to develop the negatives. John and Beth were happy to see me so we spent some time catching up with each other's lives. I told them about my new condo and I told them if they ever wanted to use it to let me know. John asked about my photography and I told him that I'd slowed down a bit but still took pictures from time to time. I talked to them about my upcoming trip and mentioned to John that I was taking over my trust when I turned twenty, and may need him for some legal work. He was my personal attorney of record but would need to have the trust added as a client. He asked me to come down to the office and we would get it all squared away. I wanted to develop some pictures to see how they came out so I left them watching TV and getting their kids ready for bed. The pictures came out very well. The black and white film worked well with Nancy's black dress and Debbie's black sheets. I had them hanging on the drying rack, and as soon as I opened the door, John and Beth were ready to see my latest work. John is a very good lawyer and knows many people in town. Beth spends time at the club and knows just as many. It took them about ten seconds for Beth to say, "You're fucking both Nancy and Debbie. Nancy has only been divorced for a couple of months. How long have you been fucking her? Isn't she a kinky little tart?" John told her to shut up and not to say a word about this to anyone. Attorney-client privilege covered their house, and if she said a word, he would be in big trouble. She looked ashamed of what she said. I was glad I didn't have any pictures of them together or of Nancy at Debbie's house. Beth calmed down and said, "Britt, you're moving up in the world. What happened to all the teenyboppers you used to have hanging on you?" "Beth, the teenybopper pictures are on another roll. I forgot all about it. John, if I leave them with you, can you develop them next time you're in here?" John got a big smile, "Sure, Britt, if it will help you out." Beth laughed, "Sure you're doing it for him. You're such a nice guy. Since we're being so nice today would you like to give me up for a few hours to help Britt learn some things from an experienced woman?" "Beth, he has pictures of Debbie totally debauched on her bed and Nancy covered in come and a gaping pussy that's totally ravaged. Do you think you have more experience than Debbie?" "Well, maybe he could teach me something that I could teach you. He did last time!" "I'll think about it, but after the self-portrait he took with the Coke bottle, I'm afraid he would ruin you and you wouldn't want me back." We all laughed at that, as they continued to look at the rest of the photos, and John took the roll of film from me to develop. I headed home after the pictures had dried. ------- The next week Marion was still gone. Mom came home and Doug went to work. Craig was still in New York. I stopped by and spent some loving time with Nancy. I'd shown her the pictures I took and she was so embarrassed but also so excited. She wanted them and wanted the negatives, so I gave them both to her. I also took the boat over to Debbie's one day, and when I pulled up, I caught her out by the pool reading the WSJ. We chatted for a while, and after I showed her the pictures, she said she wanted to go to the bedroom and try again. I made her take off her shorts and get herself off before I would do anything with her. For about a minute, she pretended to experience shock, while at the same time she stripped off her shorts and did exactly what I asked. I left her with the prints. Cindy had stayed the summer up at school to work and take a summer class. She had rented a place of her own with another teacher. That Friday Doug told me about a party with a bunch of Winter Park people and alums, so I called Jill and picked her up and headed over to the Delorenzo's, who had a big house with a pool. He had a few kegs and music, and because it started early, he had some burgers and more stuff later. I introduced Doug to Jill, and I saw they both had some interest in each other, so I left them and went to get a beer. When I got back, Jill and Doug were all googly-eyed, so I asked if he wouldn't mind driving her home since I wasn't feeling well. They both hoped I was OK, but neither was upset that I was leaving them alone, together. I stopped for a couple of pizzas on the way home at Jimmy's Pizza and called Mom to tell her I was bringing dinner home. When I returned, we had pizza together and it was very evident that Bill and Mom seemed happy together. I discussed with them the travel plans Doug and I'd talked about. Since Bill had been around more than we had, he made some welcome suggestions. It was a very pleasant meal and afterwards I headed to my room to read and plan some more. Doug called the next day to see if I was OK, and I told him I was fine. I asked how he and Jill were getting along. He said that he was one of the youngest in his class and Jill was at the opposite end, but they were only three years apart in age. He wanted to make sure I was OK with him dating her. I did break one of my rules, and after I got him to swear on his life and a million dollars that he would never tell another living soul, I told him that I'd fucked her mom. I didn't mention that I'd been with Jill but every time he looked at Marsha, I wanted him to think about her and me making the 'beast with two backs'. Marion was back the next week and Jill and she started to set up double dates when it was possible. We were at the Altamonte drive-in and we'd both been side by side in the back of the Land Cruiser. I asked if they wanted to switch and everyone was ready to say yes when Doug said, "No". I could see that Jill was a little sad, but she also saw that he cared for her. A few days later, we were in my family room talking about our trip and I was straight up with Doug, even though the girls were right there. "Doug, if we're on our trip and we run into some girls, are you going to help me take care of them or leave me hanging?" He looked at Marion and then at Jill and said, "I won't cheat on Jill and what about Marion?" "Doug, I care for Marion but we've talked this out. We're not exclusive at this point in our relationship and until we make that decision together, we're both free to see whomever we want. We're just friends with benefits." This caught Doug off guard and he looked at Jill. I went on, "Have you had this talk with Jill, or are you forcing her into your model of what defines an acceptable relationship?" "I thought I knew the answer, but we haven't talked about it." "Well, I think I'll take Marion up to my room so she can suck my dick. You two can talk about what you expect from each other." Jill was going to start taking classes at Rollins College at the end of the summer and Doug was going off for a month to see the world. Jill actually told Doug that she was not looking for anyone else at this time, and didn't have any plans. She wanted him to fuck every woman he could on the trip and keep a journal so he could share his adventures with her when he returned. "Maybe you can even learn some new tricks, you old dog," was how she finished her talk. They went on for an hour but in the end he saw that what I had said -- that if you're not married or at least engaged, then it is perfectly acceptable for you to explore freely. Things settled down for the next few weeks. My grandparents came down the week before my birthday. Grandpa and I met with John about taking on the "William Britton Revocable Trust" as a customer. John couldn't get over the size of the trust. He openly asked grandpa if it was smart to trust me with a trust of that size. Grandpa just laughed. He explained that I started it with $20 and I'd made all the decisions up to this point through him, my current trustee. John shook his head, but I just smiled at him. When my birthday came, we had a few friends over and Doug, Marion, and Jill brought their families. John and Beth came with the kids. Dad came by himself. Mom, Bill and my grandparents were there. I got some nice gifts. Peter, Marion's Dad, was trying to paint me into a corner about moving my accounts to him. I told him that I would be out-of-town for the next month but would stop by and open the account and write a small check to get it established. Any transfers would have to wait until I returned. It was nice to have close friends. Brad and Nicole stopped by along with Ashley after dinner to say hi and bring me a present. It was a nice tennis shirt. I ran upstairs, and brought down some pictures of Ashley and gave them to Nicole. She thanked me and we talked about the beach. I introduced them to everyone, and then had to call Helene to keep Peter from bothering the doctor. It was good to see that Dad had his act together. His wife didn't come with him but he seemed happy. I think he finally saw what he had pissed away due to his attitude. Grandma and Grandpa were going to stay a few weeks and weigh the options of building a house on one of the lake lots he owned. The next morning I ran a few errands and stopped by the Merrill Lynch office to open an account. I was not in any hurry. I knew that Circuit City would go public in 1984 and a $1 million investment would be worth $19 Billion by the end of the 80's. I was really waiting until 1987 for the October crash when the market lost over $500 billion in one day. I would have enough put options in place to put a big chunk of that in my pocket. That afternoon in late August of 1980, Doug and I headed out. We had no reservations and we weren't in a hurry. We were both over 18 so we could drink in most states and go wherever we wanted. We started going northwest on 441 to Ocala and then 27 to Tallahassee. We got a hotel and went to check out the capital, but since it was summer, they weren't in session. Summer school was, so we walked around campus and checked out the girls. We saw where the FSU circus practiced, and we stopped and started to watch several people doing juggling. They were good, so we sat on the grass and continued to watch. That evening, after dinner, we found a bar and stopped in for some drinks. It was a weeknight so the crowd was light. Although we did run into a couple of girls, they weren't the right type so we crashed at the hotel and headed out the next morning on 20 west. We made our way over to Panama City and went to the beach. We did find some girls to look at and decided to stay the night. We found a club on the beach where we went dancing. Three girls were together so we hung out and swapped dance partners. Doug was a little shy at first, but hey, the worst that could happen is we strike out, just as we did last night, and we survived. I invited them back to our room and they accepted. We bought some beer on the way back to the hotel since we had a nice place with a sitting area along with two beds. While we were talking, it evolved into a game of truth or dare. One thing led to another and soon we had two girls kissing and some tit flesh exposed. Next, when I took my cock out and started stroking it, everything turned into a free for all. I had two girls on my bed, with one on my face and one on my cock. Doug had the third girl and was on top of her. We changed positions and partners several times. I think that when the last person fell asleep it was around 3 AM, but to make up for that, we all slept in late. I ordered room service for five and we showered and ate before we said good-bye and headed toward Pensacola. We got another hotel and sat on the beach. Suddenly the Blue Angels came screaming by and it was cool to watch them. We sat on the beach while they practiced their routine. That evening we went to another club, where we both found girls although they weren't together. I was with one who was a local girl, so she ended up taking me home while Doug took his girl back to the room. The girl I met, Angie, was living in a small apartment. She was going to the local community college and working as a waitress. She was off last night but tonight was Friday so she would be working at another beach club. We had a fun night and a slow enjoyable morning. I took her to the Waffle House for breakfast, after which she dropped me at the hotel. I saw my car so I figured Doug was in. I called up from the lobby and he said he was alone so I headed up to shower and change clothes. We told the front desk we were staying another night and headed over to the base to see the air museum. It was a cool place with a lot to see. We found out that this was the home base for the Blue Angels. Boy, for a place with no admission fee, it was worth the time to visit. We made it back and I went for a run and a swim. I'd taken care of the push-ups and sit-ups while Angie was in the shower. After I cleaned up, for some reason I felt tired so I took a nap. After I woke up, Doug and I went out and found an oyster bar, had oysters and a grouper sandwich with some beers. When the sun went down, we showed up at Angie's club where she was a cocktail waitress. She took care of us and even sent some of her friends over to say hi. We danced and drank the rest of the night. Angie came back to our hotel this time and brought a friend for Doug. We went at it side by side but never switched partners. We were all comfortable around each other and after showers and sleeping it was no big deal, but it was still look, don't touch. We said good-bye in the morning and then we packed our stuff and flipped a coin to determine which way would we now go -- north or west? It was heads; next stop, New Orleans. Doug and I did a lot of talking. We talked about the girls we were with and saw that they just wanted to have fun with no strings attached. We talked about Jill and discussed the possible options with her, when we returned home. We talked about his job. He liked his job but not his dad's new partner. Actually, he and his dad were closer now, but his dad needed funding and marketing help and the new partner filled the role. We had always been friends and I had always appreciated him sticking up for me and watching out for me as I made my way through high school. This was taking it to the next level. The experiences we were having was bonding us like brothers. He asked about the money I had and where it came from. I didn't want to lie to him or even mislead him, so I told him I would tell him later. We rolled into New Orleans and found a hotel in the French Quarter on Royal Street. We walked around and found some good food and awesome music. I was so into the music that I didn't even look for a date. Doug was fine with that. I think that with Doug living over his parents' garage, he did not get out much, so he probably had more pussy in the last week than the previous month or two. The next day we acted like tourists and went to Brennan's for lunch. I made Doug go into some art galleries and do some window-shopping. He wanted to go into a strip club so I followed him in. We had an expensive beer or two and watched the ladies do their thing. I passed on the dances and so did Doug. We came out in time for dinner and had another wonderful meal. I missed not having a pool at this hotel. I ran extra but it wasn't the same. At my urging, Doug has also been getting into the habit of doing push-ups and sit-ups in the morning and he jogs a couple of miles as well. We'd both agreed to check in weekly, and picked Sunday night as the designated time. We both spoke to our families and they were happy to hear we were doing well. Doug also called Jill and she was happy to hear he was being successful in his nightly pursuits. I think she may have gotten off while she listened to his stories. Doug wanted to go to a dance club and I wanted to listen to some jazz, so we split up. I enjoyed the music I found out at a small club. It was a man and his two sons. We listened to Ellis Marsalis and his boys all night. I did see a lady at the next table with the same enjoyment on her face and sent a drink over. She brought it over, and after she thanked me we talked briefly, and then in-between sets we both expressed our interest in jazz. The next set started and we sipped our drinks. I reached over and held her hand while we listened. After the next set we talked some more. Bev was a teacher from Jackson, Mississippi. She'd driven down with a girlfriend, but because her friend didn't appreciate the music, she came to the club alone. I mentioned Doug and our similar situations. After the last set, we had a last drink. She was enjoying herself, but being a high school teacher at age forty she didn't feel right spending the night with someone so young. In trying to turn the situation around, I turned on the charm. She knew she wanted to come to my room and she eventually agreed. It was 1 AM when we walked in. I unlocked the room and Doug had some teenybopper with her feet in the air. I backed out and we walked into the lobby. I had Bev sit off to the side and I went to the desk. I asked for the nicest room they had. It ended up being a suite with a balcony. I handed him my card and he handed me a key. We went to the room and when I let her in, she stopped in the doorway. Bev asked, "What's this? This is gorgeous." "This is teacher appreciation day so get in there so I can show you how much I appreciate you." I'd just turned twenty, so I told her that if she ever had a fantasy for any of her students now was the time to act them out. She said that sometimes, when the boys and girls in her class got a little flirty and touchy with each other that seemed to turn her on. Sometimes, she wished it were she instead. I called her Teach from then on. "Hey Teach, I can't fail this class. If I do, they'll kick me off the team and my dad will kill me. Why don't we see if there's something I can do for extra credit?" I slid my hand up her thigh and felt her moist panties. I started to rub and her breathing picked up. I started to kiss her and my other hand came up to her breast. She was about ten to twenty pounds overweight. She wore glasses and had rather large tits. She was a very nice lady in a forty-year-old package. She shifted her feet apart to give me better access and didn't know what to do with her hands, so she held my head as we made out. I unbuttoned her blouse and then played with her tits while she reached back and undid her bra clasp. I moved my hands under her bra and she must have been at least a D cup. I broke apart long enough to remove her top and bra. I started on my shirt while she took off her skirt and shoes. Her panties were white cotton with a wet spot where my hand had been. I reached for my pants, and when I finished undressing and looked up she'd dropped her underwear as well, and we were both naked. I went back to kissing her and rubbing her and my hard cock was rubbing her hip and stomach. We shuffled to the bed without breaking contact and when I pushed her back, she fell with her arms open and willing. I wanted to have a taste but didn't want to kneel on the wood floor, so I had her shift on the bed and then I went to town. She had orgasms back to back. I think if I hadn't just paid $400 for the next eight hours they would have kicked me out because of the noise. I was getting her worn down, so I slowly worked my way up so I could play with those huge tits. Her breasts were big, the areolas were big, and the nipples were big. I realized I'd never tit fucked anyone as I slid in between her fun bags. She reached up and pushed them together. I looked down at her and said, "Well, Teach. Do you think we can work something out about my grade? You seemed to like what I've done so far. Is there anything else I can do for you?" I pinched her nipples as my cock kept sliding in between her tits. "You can make a deposit for the grade, Jimmy." I don't know who Jimmy was but it sounded like a kid's name. "I'll give you a deposit. You may want to let it stay in the bank and grow with interest. What will the principal say when you're so pregnant you can't teach? Will anyone find out that one of your students knocked you up?" I'd removed my cock and was stroking it so she could see the size of what was going to impale her shortly. I slid back down and told her to put it into her pussy. She grabbed it and lined it up with her cunt. I pushed forward and we started. The noise came back and she didn't stop. She came three times but never was quiet. I shot deep inside her. I knee-walked up and had her clean my cock. I then told her that I needed grade higher than a C. I wanted a B and was willing to make another deposit. I think she almost told me not to but when I slid in, she just nodded. I went at it for another fifteen minutes but she was getting sloppy down there. I asked her to get on all fours and when I came in from behind, the bottom of my cock was rubbing her clit and the new sensation took me over the edge within a few minutes. I let her sleep for a few minutes while I got a tub ready for her and then carried her in and let her soak. I called down to the front desk and asked if they could send up a new bottom sheet. The girl who knocked on the door looked apprehensive. I'd taken a robe out of the closet and had closed the door to the bathroom. I offered just to take the sheet but she said she would help. I said, "I bet you get these calls all the time." She replied, "We do get calls about the noise like we got on you tonight, but most aren't bold enough to call down for fresh sheets." She had a big grin when she said that. "What can I say? I've nothing to hide or for my actions to make me ashamed. I'm sorry if I disturbed your guests. But we were having fun." "So I see. Is there anything else you need?" "Can you send up a pitcher of ice water, a bottle of champagne and some fruit, cheese and crackers?" "It will be about thirty minutes but I'll send it up." I handed her a $100 bill and thanked her. She kept looking at my crotch so I slowly opened the robe. She had time to look away but never did. She said thanks for the tip and she was gone. I wanted to make sure that Bev hadn't drowned so I went in. She was awake, but she was just relaxing. I started to empty the tub but when she started to rise, I pushed her back into place. After a couple of inches had dropped, I turned on the hot and let it refill and warm up. I took the washcloth and soap and washed her front. I stood and while she rested, I turned on the shower next to the tub and hopped in. I was clean in a couple of minutes and then after I dried off, I got her out and dried, and into a robe. After we went back into the room, there was a knock at the door and our food and drinks were there. Bev was very thankful and felt appreciated. I told her that she needed to exercise greater care in where she went to get her fantasies fulfilled. I mentioned we might be heading through Jackson. She said that we should let the fantasy end sometime. I guess she had a boyfriend or kid at home so I let it drop and just enjoyed our time. She called her hotel and listened to the woman at the other end of the phone. She told her that she would be back shortly and to not worry about where she was. I knocked and Doug let me in. He was alone. I asked if he had fun last night and he let me know he did. He never heard me come in or leave. I told him that my date was not in a sharing mood so I had to get another room. When we went to check out the same girl was at the desk. When I walked up with Doug, she looked confused. I handed her two keys and thanked her for her service. She commented that she saw a couple of very happy ladies leave the hotel this morning. I just waved as we left. ------- Chapter 66 We decided to head up the East side of the Mississippi River. We drove on the back roads for a while but decided to pick up speed and hopped on I-55 to Jackson. We found a nice hotel and then went out for dinner at a local place. After dinner, we found a bar that had a band and found that we were in the minority. Out of the one hundred fifty people, there were only about ten whites and only two white men. Doug and I felt that the first thing we needed to do was decide if we wanted to stay. The band was good and the beer was cold so we grabbed some chairs and sat down. A cute waitress found us after a while and asked us what we wanted? We each ordered a beer and she went to get them. The manager, Ray, came by to check on us. He seemed nice enough. I said, "Ray, we're just traveling through and just happen to find your fine bar. I like the music and the beer is cold. I know we look out-of-place but we aren't causing you any trouble are we?" He knew what I was asking. "No, I think that it would be OK. Sometimes, there are some hot heads that come in, but I don't see any around tonight." "Ray, if we ask a lady to dance will we have any problems?" "If they say "No" just move on. If they say "Yes" then there are no problems." "Thank you, Ray. If things change please let us know." "I'll do that, so you boys just have some fun." Doug was nervous and was ready to leave after one beer. What kind of story would that be? "Doug, are you going to write in your journal that you didn't get any because you were afraid?" There was a lady sitting at the next table and I guess she was listening because I heard her laugh. I looked at her and she looked down. I asked, "Are you afraid or will you dance with me?" She said, "I ain't 'fraid." Next, I stood and held my hand for her to join me. There were maybe fifty people on the dance floor and we started dancing. I looked at Doug and he was just watching us, so I gave him a look that said to ask the other girl at the table to dance. I will make a wingman out of him someday. He finally asked her and she came out to dance with him. I like to dance and if I say so myself, I am not half-bad. We finished the first song and then a second. A slow song came after that and I asked if she was afraid now? "I still ain't 'fraid." I pulled her in close to me and spoke to her, "What is your name, little bird?" "Why do you call me little bird? My name is Tandy." "I like that name. Thank you for dancing with me and not being afraid." "Why is that other boy afraid?" "He lives a sheltered life, and he has never been with a black woman before, and all the single women in here are black." "Once you go black you'll never go back." "So they say. I like both white and dark meat along with the gravy, and of course the stuffing." "You a crazy white boy. I ain't never seen you here before. Where do you usually go to pick up your dark meat?" "The last one I had I won in a bet. She was my slave for a week and then I got my ass kicked for being with her in public." "What do you mean she was your slave?" "She was my sex slave. She enjoyed it and we are still friends today." "I don't believe you. I think you are full of shit." "Do you want to bet? That is what she did and you heard how it ended up." "I am not sure if I should dance with you anymore. I may end up a sex slave. Do you want to become my Massa?" "You be careful what you say 'little bird.' You may get you or me in trouble." "Why do you call me little bird?" "Well, you hold a little bird in your hand and treat it like a delicate flower, and I see that fine ass on you and want to hold it in my hand and treat it something special." "With talk like that should I be more afraid of you?" "Maybe you should, or at least bring a friend when you come back to my hotel." "You're moving kind of fast, ain't you?" "You may have heard of the three date rule. I go by the three-dance rule. Two more and we may have to get married." "You are a cocky SOB. How old are you, boy?" "I am twenty, old enough to become your lover. How old are you, little bird?" "I'm twenty-six and my friend is too. Is your friend twenty?" "No, he's twenty-two. Let me know what you and your friend decide. Do you have to work in the morning or can I have you all night?" That didn't get a response but a smile and a wink. I walked back to the table and Doug had moved our drinks over. I ordered another round and Tandy introduced me to her friend Gina. Gina was a few inches shorter than Tandy and had some big old melons on her. She had a pretty smile and she was being nice to Doug. We talked some more and asked if they wanted to stick around and dance or go somewhere quieter. Tandy asked where I had in mind. I told her that we had a quiet hotel room up by the interstate. She said she had to powder her nose and, of course, she needed Gina to help. They were gone for ten minutes and when they came back, they said they would like to spend some quiet time with us. I expected it would end-up being anything but quiet. When we got there, Tandy asked if we would mind if she lit up a joint. I told her we didn't mind at all. We passed it around and I took off my shoes and started to get comfortable. She climbed up on my lap straddling me, and we kissed some. I asked Tandy about work and she said she had to return to work by 9 AM and that she couldn't spend the night. I had brought some condoms and delicately asked if I would need them. "My momma got me on the pill a week after my first period. She got knocked up in high school and said that iffen' I ever did before marriage she would kill me and then throw me in a dumpster." I told her, "You can thank your mama for me in the morning, because I want to feel that sopping wet pussy wrapped around my cock when I blast off deep inside of you." "I will, if you can make me cum tonight." With that, I stood from the chair, still holding her and walked to the bed. Her legs were around my waist when I lowered her back to the mattress. I looked over and Doug and Gina were lying on the bed making out with their clothes on, but his hand was inside her top playing with her big tits. Tandy was a good kisser. Her short denim miniskirt was up around her hips and her black bikini panties were getting wet. While I took a break to get naked, she was almost done, so I helped her complete the task. A glance at Doug showed me that Gina had her top and bra off, and Doug had on his boxers, while she was stroking him. I refocused on Tandy and asked what she wanted next. "I hear white boys like to eat pussy. Are you into that?" "Breakfast, lunch, dinner and snack times only." "What time is it now?" "It is pussy eating time." She was very hairy but I had to hold up the honor of the white man and his oral skills, so I figured I would floss and brush later and just dove in. She was very wet with a smaller clit, so I worked her lips and drove my tongue in deep. I added some fingers while I flicked at her clit with my tongue. I found her G-spot and the hood pulled back a little more so I could lick her clit. The fingers and tongue together got a loud moan, and her hips shot up off the bed. She became rigid as she shook through her first big O of the night. I wanted her to remember the white boy she met on his way though town, so I kept licking but was gentle and then started playing with her tits while licking her vulva. After she had come back down, I picked up the pace, and simply following the same plan I used before, she regained her peak just as hard and twice as fast. I kissed up her belly and asked if she wanted to return the favor or have this inside her. She answered that she wanted it inside. I looked over to see Gina on the bed with her knees next to her ears, and Doug had his hands on the backs of her thighs as he was pounding into her. Gina was grunting each time he bottomed out and was still trying to arch her back to get more. Tandy regained my attention after she looked over at her friend. "I want it hard like that." I flipped her over and turned ninety degrees so she could watch her friend while I pounded her from behind. She was not disappointed. She came two more times in the fifteen minutes that I held out before I blasted off deep inside of her. When we finished, we found both of our bodies covered in sweat. At that point, we saw Doug was behind Gina and they were both watching us. I pulled out and stayed on my knees while I caught my breath. I got off the bed, helped Tandy up, and walked her to the shower. We washed each other and we walked back into the room. Doug walked Gina to the shower as Tandy and I got dressed. I thanked her for a fun night and she thanked me for a wonderful "suck and fuck." I asked if she had an extra joint and she said she would roll one for me. I gave her $10, which more than covered what she was giving me plus the one earlier. When Doug and Gina came out, they started to dress. Gina had on her skirt and she was reaching for her bra when I took her hand and I pulled her in for a hug. I liked the feel of those titties against my stomach and after a brief kiss. I took her melons in my hands and thanked her for coming with Tandy. She smiled and said she was glad she let a couple of young white boys talk her into going with them. I kissed her again and after I hefted the tits one more time, I let them go and stepped back. Tandy smacked my arm and said, "I am glad we didn't have that fourth or fifth dance, because I would have given you a divorce for feeling up my friend." "It may have been worth it. But I bet if I got down on my knees I could win you back, especially if I was licking your wet pussy." "That would probably work." Gina spoke up. "I didn't get any tongue in my pussy." I joked, "I think you distracted Doug with other parts of your body." She hefted her tits and said, "That's what men usually say." I asked if I could get a picture and they said sure. I snapped one of them together and one with Doug in the middle. I asked them to show their tits. They complied and Doug stayed in the middle with a huge smile on his face. After that, they finally left. I ran next store to the gas station, grabbed a six-pack and came back. Doug and I had a couple of beers and smoked the joint that Tandy left us. I don't like driving around with drugs in the car so we got rid of the evidence. I told him I would have to take more pictures so he could show Jill that he had skills. He thanked me for taking him on this trip. Most of our drives were short, maybe four to five hour's average. We went to bed and left early the next morning to head to Memphis. When we got to the car, I found a pair of black panties hanging on my side mirror. I took a sniff and thought, "Thank you, Tandy." We grabbed some Egg McMuffins and hit the road. We were in Memphis by noon and went to Graceland, even though neither Doug nor I were big Elvis fans. We did the tour and then headed over to Mud Island. We learned about the history of the Mississippi River and felt like we fed our mind and deserved a reward. I rented two rooms at the Peabody Hotel, it was a nice place but the hotel was older and the rooms were small. We went over to the Rendezvous to get some delicious ribs. We each had a full slab with beans and slaw with cold beer to finish it off. B.B. King has a place on Beale Street, where we ended up. Good music and cold beer. What a life! There were more tourists than locals. We met some girls but they were not looking for a one-night stand, so we enjoyed their company and went back to our rooms empty-handed. We were on a music tour and decided to head east toward Nashville. We rolled into town and got a hotel near the Vanderbilt campus. We drove downtown and found a steak joint next to the Spaghetti Factory that had big hunks of meat that you could grill yourself over a big open-pit. I had a New York strip steak with a baked potato that was awesome. I needed some veggies so I had a salad and broccoli as well. When we rolled out of there I was ready for a nap. Instead, we walked around downtown, stopped into some of the music shops and looked at all the instruments for sale. This was a pawnshop for hopefuls to start and failures to give up on a career in the music capital. They were cool to look at and try to figure out why the prices varied so much. We drove out to the Bluebird for an evening of music. When we arrived, about six singer songwriters took turns playing, and singing their own songs. I guess this was the place to be discovered. Some songs were good; some others were just OK. Not all were country songs, which I was glad to hear. There were two shows and we stayed for both. I was glad that the hotel we were staying at had a pool so I could swim in the morning. We did not have any late night guests so for the last two days it was only push-ups, sit-ups and running for Doug and me. Doug was building up his reps as well as his running distance and speed. We had planned to stop in Indianapolis, but instead we decided to keep driving to Chicago. We found a nice hotel, The Drake, and splurged on a nice two-bedroom suite. I figured we would be in town for a few days and wanted a place to call home. It was a Tuesday night when we arrived. We went over to Uno's and had a deep dish Chicago style pizza. It was a long drive so we went to bed after we watched a late game on TV. Friday we did our workout and had room service, bring up breakfast. We wandered around for a while before getting on the train to take us out to Wrigley Field. It was a beautiful day to eat some hotdogs, drink some beers and watch the Cubs take the Astros 5 to 4. We did find a couple of college-aged girls that we bantered with during the game, but they were not interested in getting together later. You win some; you lose some, just like the Cubs. We pulled out some nice clothes and went down to the lobby bar. Weary travelers and businessmen were coming in and hoping to close some deals. I was on the lookout to close a deal as well and thought about Debbie and Nancy. What I wanted was some thirty-something or early forty-something successful businesswomen to join us for dinner. As Doug and I took our seats, I saw two ladies, around mid-thirties, come in together and look around for a place to sit. I walked up to them and asked them, "You young ladies look like you could use a drink. Would you care to join my friend and me for a cocktail?" I know they were looking at a kid and didn't want to, but the rest of the bar was full and if they wanted to sit, they were out of luck. "I have been on my feet all day and I could use a drink. We'll join you for a drink before we head up to our rooms." "Great, what brings you to town?" "We are in town for a financial advisory convention. We are with Merrill Lynch out of New York." "Well then, you should buy the drinks for us, since I am a new Merrill Lynch customer." "Is that so? My name is Anne and this is my colleague, Tracy." "I am Britt, and this is my friend, Doug." The waitress stopped by so I ordered a round of drinks and some snacks for the table. "What have you bought in your new account?" Anne asked. "Well, nothing. I just opened it the day I left town, and so I still have everything in the money market. When we get back I will start moving the rest of my investments over and see about investing the cash." "Where are you from?" "We're from central Florida. We decided to take a drive and see the sights for a month or so. What do you do for Merrill?" "We work with financial planners who manage their trading accounts at our firm." "I don't want to talk shop if you are off duty, but I was wondering about fees and commissions and what options I have?" "What do you mean?" "I have a bit invested and have opened a margin account with you. If I am doing trades, I prefer a fixed price per trade or per share instead of a percentage of the total trade value. If I pay 5% in and 5% out I have to make 10% to break even and that is a good year's return. I am more comfortable with a flat rate that I can leverage to keep percentages lower." "Do you make larger trades?" "Typically a million or two. It is easier to keep track of performance if I buy in round dollar figures." "Now I think you are bull shitting us. Thant's big talk for a young man." I gave her the name of the trust and told her to check with the office. She didn't get up so she went on, "If you trade those volumes we can get the rate down considerably. You should speak with the office manager where you have your account." "Thanks. We were going to head over to Morton's for dinner, would you care to join us?" "I would like to change and I need to call the office to check in. What is the name on your account, I can check to see what I will need to do for your trading rates? Then I would like to have some dinner and Morton's sounds great." I wrote down the name of the trust along with my given name and the ladies excused themselves. I went over and made a quick call to update our reservations from two to four people. When I got back, Doug and I ordered another round. He asked about their ages and I explained that they may sag in some places and not have the tight body of an eighteen year old but they are more experienced. "If you can get them over the hurdle of the age difference, they will rock your world." "I saw you with the little chippie the last night in New Orleans. I saw you with the twenty-six year old in Jackson. Who was better and more confident of what they were doing?" "Gina for sure. She was comfortable with what we were doing and participated more. She wasn't just along for the ride." We talked about the game and Doug asked again about my investments. I told him it was a long story, and if it came up at dinner I would tell him; if not I would tell him in the morning. I was getting closer to Doug as we went along our journey. Tracy came down first and Anne came down shortly after. I offered them another round and they declined. The doorman hailed a cab and we were soon at Morton's. I held Anne's arm and escorted her into the restaurant. Doug followed my lead with Tracy. He was becoming a better wingman by the day. Tracy asked about what we were doing in Chicago and about our trip. Doug spoke up and explained our month on the road. He told them about the places we had already been to so far, and about how we spent our time in those places. They asked what our next stop would be and we replied that we had not yet decided. That led to work and I spoke up before Doug could answer. "I just graduated from college and am taking care of some business deals. Doug has spent the last four years building his construction business. His partner is watching over things while he takes his first vacation in four years." I bent the truth a little but not too much. Anne said that she had checked on my account and wrote down the name of the manager and a VP in New York on the back of her card to call if needed. She said the notes on my account said I would be transferring in $165 million, and asked if that was true. Doug had to control himself to keep his drink in his mouth. When he regained control, he said "A hundred and sixty-five million?" "Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag." Anne realized that she said something she shouldn't have and started to apologize. "Don't worry about it. I have tried to keep things quiet for a long time but I was going to tell Doug the story sometime soon." After we ordered, I went to tell about how I bet $20 through my grandfather and then doubled down in silver not once but twice to turn it into over $165 million after taxes. I mentioned the bonds and some things I was looking into both short- and long-term. I also mentioned that I was buying a business soon and would be using a good hunk of that for capital. The conversation immediately impressed Tracy, so she started leaning towards me. Anne told her, "Back off, Tracy, you said you wanted the older one." Tracy blushed at that. "I um..." "Tracy, we are not from New York so you can have us both if you want. We know how to share our toys." Doug almost lost his drink again and both women got mischievous smiles. Anne jumped in to the mix, "So we are toys now?" I went for broke, "Well, we haven't played with you yet, so right now you are just goddesses on pedestals. I think both Doug and I would love to take you down and play with you. Or we can become your boy toys and you can take us down and play with us." At that point, our waiter stopped by and he was just about to take our plates away. It made him drop a fork off the side of a dish and it hit my water glass. It did not spill anything but disrupted the conversation. After he cleared the plates, he offered us dessert. We all declined, but I asked about drinks or coffee? I think they wanted to get back to the hotel but I felt like a coffee, as it is the perfect way to end a meal. After I ordered, Anne asked for a latte. Doug asked Tracy if she wanted anything, and she said she would really like a glass of Taylor port, and Doug thought a Hennessy was a good choice considering his last name. I thought about getting a cognac myself but coffee would be enough. We sipped our drinks and I had a second cup while Doug and Tracy took their time with finishing theirs. I paid the bill and left the tip. Anne did offer to expense it, but I didn't want to seem cheap or let them think that is why we invited them to dinner. Tracy asked if we were staying at the hotel and we confirmed we were. I asked if they would like to come up for a nightcap and they said they would. There was a fair amount of nervous energy in the elevator. We were on the top floor, and when we got to the room, the look in their eyes told their surprise at the size and grandeur of the place. I called down to room service and ordered a bottle of Hennessy, a couple of bottles of champagne, a coffee service and a cheese and fruit tray. We had a small kitchen in the room so we could keep what we didn't finish. I walked into the living room, Doug and Tracy were on the couch, and Anne was in one of the two chairs. I asked if anyone would be offended if I took my jacket off and put it away. They said no and Doug said he would do the same. Anne and Tracy both stood and started to look around the place and out at the view. There were some boats on Lake Michigan so it was a nice view. I hung up my jacket and came up behind Anne while she was looking out the window. I wrapped my arms around her. I spoke to her quietly in her ear. "Are you OK with this? I mean, I don't want you to have any problems at work. I know you and Tracy work together and all." "We have never done anything like this, but when we were at the restaurant and used the ladies room, we asked each other and both agreed that this is something we both want to do." "Can you stay the night, or do you have to go back to your room?" "I can stay the night. Would you like for me to?" "I would like that very much. Would you like me to walk you down so you can get something comfortable for the morning? You can use my toothbrush or grab your own." "I am glad you thought of it. Would you please walk with me?" I told Doug that I was going to walk down to Anne's room and that we would be back. I told him to sign for the room service if they came before we got back. Anne was down three floors and had a standard room. She hesitated for a minute and then just took off her dress. She was wearing thigh high stockings without garters and a black satin bra and panty set. I couldn't hold back, and went in for a hug. "You look sexy. I bet you could get lucky tonight dressed like that." "You don't think I am too old?" "I'm not sure, how old are you?" "I'm thirty-nine. Tracy is thirty-three." "Well, I can tell you that I have been with a woman who, if she were here, would be the oldest woman I have been with in the past month and we had fun together." "So you like them older, huh?" "Well, some women like them younger and I am here to please. What do you want to wear in the morning? If you wear it up to the room now, I can put it away so it will stay clean for your return trip. If you need something to wear I can lend you a robe, or you can stay naked the entire time." She put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and I helped her remove her stockings. I let my hand slide up a little further than necessary when I went to the top of her nylons. She had a pair of sandals and put her toothbrush and a hairbrush in her purse. She took my arm, and we went up to my room. When we arrived, Doug was pouring cognac into snifters. Tracy saw that Anne had changed, and said that was a good idea. Doug offered to escort her to her room while I asked Anne what she would like. She said she preferred the Champagne to the Hennessy. I asked if she would like a mimosa instead; she said she would. I called down for a bucket of ice and a pitcher of orange juice. ------- Chapter 67 Tracy must have had trouble deciding what to wear because we were finishing our first mimosa when they finally returned. We were on the couch with Anne snuggled into my lap. They had finished their drinks, and Doug got everyone a fresh round. Anne was in a loving mood, and kissed me often and rubbed her hands on my chest. Tracy was sitting under Doug's arm as they sipped their drinks. I asked about their schedule for tomorrow, and they replied that it was the last day of the show. They had booth duty from nine until noon, and then they had to fly out around 5 PM. I suggested that they go down at 8 AM to get their bags and bring them up to our room. Then they could check out and go to the show. When they finished, they could come back and change into something comfortable, and then we could go and have lunch before they had to leave for the airport. I thought about offering to drive them, but it's a pain to drive to O'Hare, so I decided to let them take a cab. They thought it was a good idea, and when we finished our drinks, Anne asked me to show her the view from my room. I didn't resist her request, and told Tracy that I would see her in the morning unless she and Anne decided to share. She blushed and I left with Anne to go to the room. She was looking out the window at the lake while I closed the door. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Anne came in and started brushing hers while I undressed and hung up my clothes. I met her as I came out of the closet in just my boxers. I closed the blinds so the sun wouldn't wake us too early, and I set the alarm for 7:30. I held her, kissed her softly, and asked what she preferred? "I'm just ready for you hard and fast. I want you on top and I want you to shove it in me." I led her to the bed and took off her under clothes and as she got into bed, I dropped my boxers. I was not completely hard yet but she saw that it was heading that way. I told her that I loved a woman who knew what she wanted. I went hard and fast. She said I was as big as she ever had, but it felt good to have a young hard cock fill her up. We both came within a minute of each other, and I laid back on the bed so I didn't crush her by lying on top of her. She went down and took my semi-hard cock into her mouth, which made me glad that I was not with a yucky, gross little girl. I was hard soon enough and she climbed on for round two. I had just cum and she now had more control of the situation. She came three more times before I shot off my second time forty minutes later. I asked if she wanted to go for round three, or take a break and shower. She voted for the shower so we cleaned up. After we finished, she headed for the bed and I told her I would bring her a drink. I walked into the living room naked after I peeked out and saw that Doug and Tracy weren't still on the couch. I went to the fridge and took out some ice, OJ and champagne. I started to put some snacks on a plate and while breaking off some grapes, I heard Doug's door open. I looked over to see Tracy in a robe closing the door behind her. She saw me standing there and she stopped. "Is is time to share and trade places already? We have only finished round two." "Well, your buddy fell asleep after round one." "I'm sorry. You should have kept him away from the hard stuff, as he's a lightweight." She was looking down at my cock it was almost hard and was clean and fresh. "Would you like a drink, or would you like to join Anne and me, or both?" "I would like a drink, please." "Go say hi to Anne while I fix the drinks. Could you take in the snacks, please?" "Sure, is she dressed?" "I'm not sure, but she has a hot body so I'm sure she'll be proud to show it off." She softly knocked on the doorframe as she poked her head in and held up the food. I poured the drinks and put everything away. Since it was just before midnight, I figured they could stay up for another hour or two before they would regret it too much in the morning. Anne was in the bed with the sheet up to her waist. Tracy was sitting on the side of the bed and they were eating some cheese and fruit. When I entered, Tracy stopped talking. I handed her a glass and then Anne a glass. I was still naked but I didn't care. I work out six days a week, I was twenty years old, and I wasn't ashamed of showing what I had. Anne looked up at me and said. "Tracy says that Doug is good size, but was wondering what the monster in the kitchen feels like inside my pussy." "Well, does that mean you girls have decided to share your boy toys?" "She also said that Doug is asleep, and that doesn't seem fair." "I have and idea. Why don't I lie down, Anne can put her cunt on my face and Tracy can take the monster for a ride. You can either play with each others' tits, or feed each other grapes, depending how adventurous you are or how old and conservative you've become." They took the challenge well and I soon heard Tracy saying, "Yeah, rub it right there, harder, harder, rub my clit harder," which got me going, so I grabbed Anne's ass cheeks and pulled her down. I sealed my mouth over her pussy and sucked in on her lips. After a few of those, I attacked her clit and she had her last climax. After she came, she fell off to the side and had tremors. I looked at Tracy, who was bouncing hard on me while she had her nipples in her hands. I grabbed her hips and started to rotate her pelvis as she bottomed out. The new sensation took her over the top and she collapsed on my chest. I rubbed on her back as I felt her contract around my still hard penis. I gently rocked in and out, as she came down. When she regained control of her body, I sped up and asked if it was OK if I finished? She nodded but rolled over away from Anne. I got on top and I kept going. She was not very responsive at first, but did build up to another orgasm right after I had my third of the night. It was just before 1 AM. We finished our drinks and I herded them into the shower together. I washed my face in the sink and brushed my teeth again. I heard them giggling so they must have had a lot of fun. They came out and I hopped in. When I got in bed, Anne was alone and Tracy had gone back to Doug's room. I took the t-shirt off Anne, but let her keep her panties. I held her back up against my chest and cupped her breast as I said goodnight. I don't think either of us moved a muscle all night. When the alarm went off, we were in the same position as when we went to sleep. Anne had to use the restroom so I ordered fresh coffee and some croissants. I got out the orange juice and poured a small glass. As Anne was getting dressed, she asked me to make sure Tracy was up. I went across the way and peeked into the room. Tracy was giving Doug a blowjob and they were both awake. I said, "What a way to wake up. I need to train my toy better. Want to share?" Doug told me to get lost. Anne and I both dressed, and were having a cup of joe when they came out. Anne said they would come back and drop off their bags after she showered and did her hair. After they left for the show, I did my workout and ran along the lake. It certainly was a glorious, sunny day. During that time, Doug did his workout and when I returned, we both cleaned up and dressed. We went for a walk and I thought it would be a nice idea to get the ladies a gift. We looked at all kinds of stuff and decided to get them each a silk scarf from Hermes' of Paris. I didn't want to buy jewelry or clothes, so this is something to say they were special. When they finished at the show, they came back to the room to shower. After they finished that, they said that they were hungry, so they changed into something comfortable and we went to grab some lunch. They wanted a salad after last night's big meal so we all ordered salads. Then we went back to the room and we gave them their gifts. They were very appreciative and after a few whispers, Anne asked, "Doug, is it OK to share? Tracy said you were good and I wanted to see if she was right." Doug looked at Tracy and when he saw that she was OK with it, he said "Sure." I took Tracy into the living room and bent her over the couch. I teased her the entire time about just wanting another ride on the monster. I asked, "How much did you have to pay Anne to trade places? I bet she makes you lick her pussy on the way home. Are you a member of the mile high club and if two women are together, does it count?" She was taking it and eventually exploded in orgasm. She collapsed over the couch and just laid there trying to get her breath back. I walked to the counter and picked up my camera. I was taking pictures of architecture earlier while we shopped. I took a picture of Tracy from behind with my spend running down her leg. I walked to the front of the couch and had her look up at me and I snapped a picture. Anne heard Tracy scream in surprise and she came out topless. I guess she was getting dressed and came to investigate the scream. I took a picture of her walking through the door and she just smiled. Anne said, "Please be careful with those." "I always am. Can I get a picture of you and Tracy together?" "Sure, get over here, Tracy, the boys gave us a nice gift. Let's give them one to remember us by as well." I snapped a couple and Anne wouldn't let Tracy put on pants or wipe her legs. After the pictures, they cleaned up and headed for the airport. We each got a serious kiss and we left the room and walked them to the lobby. After we returned to the room, we both took a shower. Doug and I put on shorts and golf shirts with our topsiders. When I said I wanted to take a walk, he decided to come along. He was happy that he came with me on the trip and told me that I had a way of finding women. "Doug, women are naturally attracted to men that can take care of them. If you're wimpy and not confident, it comes across that way and they are off looking for someone else. On the other hand, some women just aren't looking at all. The remainder is up for grabs. If you're clear about what you want and what they can expect, most women will go along for the adventure. You found the little chippie in New Orleans on your own. Gina and Tandy wanted to try something new, and we gave them that. Tracy and Anne wanted to feel younger again, and we gave them that. The girls at the beach wanted some good-looking, in-shape guys to make them feel so pretty they could attract more good-looking and in-shape guys. It's all about giving them what they want, and getting what you want in return. It's a win-win situation. They will not go home and say those guys tricked us. They'll say those guys took care of us and made us feel special." Doug said, "I guess you're right again. What do you want to do next?" It was Thursday afternoon, and we were walking along Lake Michigan and a sailboat was playing in the breeze. I said I wanted to go sailing. Doug asked, "Are you going to buy a boat?" "No, let's go find a ride." We walked down to the marina, and when we came to the parking area, there was a guy around sixty getting some stuff from his car. It was more stuff than he could carry. I asked if he needed some help as I picked up the cooler and nodded to Doug to pick up a rubber tub. The guy stood up, had two bags of groceries, and just said thanks. We followed him down to the dock and he led us through the gate and to his boat. We helped him get his stuff aboard the boat. He then shook my hand and said his name was Frank. I introduced Doug and myself. "I was hoping to go sailing, but we're from out-of-town. Do you know anyone that may want an inexperienced crew to help them?" "If you want to go out, you can go with me in the morning. I can ask a few friends if you're trying to go out today. I have some work I need to do before I'll be ready. I'm replacing a sail." I volunteered Doug and me to help him do his work, and with three of us we finished by 6 PM. He was very appreciative. He invited us up to the yacht club for dinner and we accepted. It turned out that after many years, he'd retired from the Chicago Board of Options Exchange. We talked about option strategies and he was happy that I understood what he was saying. I asked and got permission to call him in the future to run ideas past him. He still traded, but just for himself. We went back to the hotel, he went back to his 52' sloop and since he was a retired man, after all, he told us to show up around 9 AM. We showed up on time, and we motored out of the marina and then set the sails. We had a great day on the lake. Frank had invited some friends to join us. David and Kristin Allen were neighbors of Frank's and sailed with him often. I took a lot for pictures and we had a good time. The power of the wind was unbelievable, how it could move our 52' boat at such speed. He'd designed the sails and rigging so he could operate them from the helm, so we didn't have to run all over the boat. I would love to say that we were a huge help, but the way he had the sails rigged, Frank could have handled it all by himself. We were back around 4 PM. We stopped at Gino's for pizza and then headed back to the hotel to crash. We decided to head out the next morning but first had to decide where to go. After looking at the atlas, Doug picked Detroit. Five hours after we left Chicago we saw the skyline of Detroit. We checked into the Hilton and just shared a normal two-queen room. We went on the Ford factory tour. When it came time for dinner, Doug finally tipped his hand. "Britt, I hear the strip clubs across the river in Canada blow away anything you can find in the states." I said let's go. When we got to the border, the customs people stopped us and they asked if we had any drugs or guns and why we were coming to Canada. "My buddy says the strip clubs are worth the trip, so we drove up from Florida. I hope they are good." The customs guy laughed and said they were worth the trip. We stopped and had dinner and then headed over to the million-dollar saloon. The place was two stories of some of the hottest babes I had ever seen. It was totally nude and then some. I reached in and handed Doug $200. I told him that was his limit for the night unless he wanted to reach into his own wallet. I sat back and enjoyed the show. I ordered a Labatt's and a bottle showed up on my table. It was a good thing we changed countries because Michigan was one of the only states that I wasn't old enough to drink in at the time. I guess the girls aren't interested in overweight, bald, old guys. They stopped by the table when they needed a break and sat with us. One wanted me to buy her a drink so I ordered two more beers and handed her one. They kept coming by. Doug must have had twenty lap dances before he ran out of money. The babes were hot and I even broke down and had one myself. Two girls wanted us to take them back to the hotel. I was not interested in buying a night of pleasure. We went back to the hotel and Doug kept talking about how hot they were and wished we could have brought them back to the hotel. He could have afforded one if he would have skipped the dances. We were walking through the lobby and I saw this hot looking girl get off the elevator. As we approached I asked, "Are you looking for a date?" She asked, "With you, baby?" "No, I'm going to bed. My friend needs a date." "Sure, I'm up for it." She was very pretty, enough to become a dancer across the river. When we got to the room, she was leery about both of us walking into the room. I asked, "How much for my buddy?" She said, "$200." "I don't think he wants you to spend the night. He just wants to get laid. How much for an hour or two?" "Can we do a hundred for two hours?" "Sure, two hours for $100." I reached in my wallet and handed her the hundred. I called Doug over to the bathroom while I brushed my teeth. I handed him $40, "This is for the tip if she's good to you. If you fuck her without a rubber I'll make you give me $500 and then I'll kick your ass." I walked out in my boxers and she started to freak out. I got in my bed and turned off the light on my side. I spent the next two hours waking up and going back to sleep. Doug finally walked her to the door, but it took until he was walking to the shower that I finally was out for the night. I was up early and did my morning workout with no pool, so I ran further. I knew Doug would be out of it for a while so I stopped in the lobby and stopped at a pay phone. It was Sunday so I was going to try to catch Mom before she headed out for the day. "Hello." "Hey Mom." "Britt, you need to come home immediately." "What's wrong, Mom?" "Doug's parents were in an accident and they were both killed instantly." "What happened?" "They said that his dad had a heart attack while driving to dinner and the car left the road and hit a tree. They were the only ones in the accident, the autopsy said he was totally sober, and there were no drugs involved, just a massive heart attack. The person behind them was an off duty paramedic who went straight to the car, but they were both dead." "Oh my, this sucks, when did this happen?" "Thursday afternoon." "We're in Detroit. We'll fly home today." I hung up and called John. "John, it's Britt. I just heard about the Hennessey's. Can I hire you to represent Doug?" "I already am the family attorney." "I know Mr. Hennessey has a new business partner, but he and Doug don't get along. He may need some help dealing with that and everything else." "I've already met with his partner, Mr. Casey. I drew up the business agreements so I know what's going on. I'll meet with Doug when he's ready for me." "Thanks, John. Can you pick us up at the airport?" "When are you coming in?" "I'll call you when I get our tickets." I walked over to the concierge, "I need to get some plane tickets to Orlando as soon as possible." She said it would take her some time to see what was available. I told her I would be back in ten minutes. I went up to the room and woke up Doug. "Doug, you need to get up and get ready immediately. You need to pack all of our stuff. Something came up and we have to fly home immediately." I took a shower and as I leaving, I told him to, "Get cleaned up and pack our shit. I'll be back in a few minutes." The next flight was at 11:45; it was 9:30 now. It was a nonstop Delta flight. I asked her to get me two first class tickets. She told me they would be at the check-in desk under our names. I borrowed her phone to call John and gave him the flight information, and after giving her a nice tip I went back to the room. Doug was ready to check out. "What's going on?" I didn't want him to worry and cry all the way home. So I said, "I have to meet with John, my attorney, I can't talk about it until I talk to him. He'll meet us at the airport." We drove to the airport and I put the Toyota in the parking garage and just left my clothes. I would need them when I came back to get the car. Doug followed my lead. I grabbed my backpack and locked up the car. We walked up to the first class desk and after providing them with our ID, they gave me the boarding passes. We walked out to the gate and had an hour until the flight, so we walked into the restaurant and had some food. Doug could tell I had something on my mind and didn't say much. We got on the plane and had a couple drinks. We watched Goldie Hawn in Private Benjamin. When we landed, we were quickly off the plane, and made our way back to the main terminal. It was quiet at this time of day, so I steered him to an out-of-the-way bench. I had him sit down and told him the truth about why we flew home. He didn't want to believe it, but I sat with him as it sank in. I answered all of his questions as best I could. He broke down and cried. I sat with him and rubbed his back. It seemed like hours but it was only about twenty minutes until he gathered himself. We went down through the baggage area and straight out to the pick up area. John was there and gave Doug a hug. They weren't close, but they were friends and everyone felt bad for him. We drove home and I sat in the back with Doug. When we got there, John came in with us and we sat down in the living room. I asked Doug if he wanted me to leave him alone or if he wanted me to stay. He asked me to stay. I asked John, "Has the funeral been planned or is there anything I can do?" He said, "Mr. Hennessey's sister has planned the funeral, but she couldn't pick a date until Doug was home. It will be on Tuesday. I expect her to arrive soon. She has really stepped up and done a lot to get things planned. Doug, I think you know that I was your parent's attorney as well as your father's company attorney. When you're ready we can go over the company business and the will." Doug's Aunt Milly came over and they cried together. She told him about the plans she'd made and wanted to make sure he was comfortable with them. She'd done great and Doug told her so and thanked her. I went out, got some food, and brought it home for them. They picked at the food and I pushed them to eat something. Milly went home around 9 PM. I stopped by the house to get some clean clothes. Then I went back and crashed on the couch. The next morning people started coming by. Jill was one of the first and Marion was with her. Beth came by and brought some food. We talked about our trip with her to try to take Doug's mind off the situation. Later she said that she had to get back to her kids. Mr. Hennessey's partner, Mr. Casey, stopped by. He was very nice and was very sympathetic to Doug. When Doug asked about the business, Mr. Casey said they would talk later in the week. It was nice of him to stop by. Mom and Bill came by and spent the afternoon. Milly and her husband came by and talked with Doug about the arrangements for the funeral. I grabbed Doug around three o'clock and drove his car. He asked where we were going, and I told him we both needed a haircut. We got our haircuts and then I took him over to get a new suit. It was a black suit. I didn't know what he had in his closet, and when he went in to try on the pants so they could be marked up for tailoring, I told the salesman that he was going to his parents' funeral and would need everything, including socks, shoe and a belt. They hemmed the suit while we got everything else, and they even took the shirt out and ironed it so it wouldn't look right-out-of-the-box. He looked nice. He didn't say much except for thanks quite often. I did what I could. We came back and Milly was still there. I told her thanks and that I would have Doug ready to go by 9 AM. The funeral was at 10 with the burial to follow. It was a closed casket funeral with the pastor of the church saying some nice things, but I didn't hear most of it. We went to the cemetery and they laid them to rest, side by side. Milly had done a great job. When we made it back to the house, Mom and Beth were managing the people and the food. I left Doug to deal with all the well-wishers, but I would stop by with a soda every so often to see if he needed anything. I made him eat some food and then everyone started to leave. Milly and her husband were last to go and then it was over. The silence was overwhelming. I asked if he needed anything. He didn't. "Britt, I got a lot of comments on my suit. I didn't even think about what I was going to wear and I outgrew my old suit over a year ago. I feel like I'm in a daze or a fog. I'm not thinking clearly. Thanks again for all the help." "Doug, that's what I'm here for. I'll do whatever I can to help you with this situation. What are your plans after today?" "I don't know. I have to meet with John and with Mr. Casey, and then I'll decide what to do. I don't know what's mine and what isn't. This is my parents' house, but my parents are gone." "Doug, if you're OK with it, I would like to help. I would like to go to the attorney meeting and the meeting with Mr. Casey. I'll help you the best I can, and help you make the decisions you need to make. If you want me out of it I'll let you take care of it yourself." "Britt, I really do feel out of it. If you would come with me, it would help. Otherwise, I think I'd miss half of what they are saying. Can you go with me tomorrow? I think I need to do something or I'll go bonkers sitting around for another day." Jill called Doug again. She was at the funeral and at the house later, but she gave him the space to talk with friends and relatives. She said she was sorry again and he thanked her for her concern. We met with John the next day and he painted a picture that was somewhat bleak. Mr. Hennessey had built some spec houses that sold quickly, and he did well on those. He up-sized his investment and bought two larger lots and built two larger high-end houses. They didn't sell quickly and by the time they did sell, the bank's interest charges were a lot more than the profit on the sale, ending up with a large financial loss. He'd refinanced his house and borrowed on credit to pay his family bills. Mr. Casey had brought money into the business and kept its finances secure, but he now owned half of the business. At this point, the new money and the new marketing were making the company succeed. Mr. Hennessey had started to pay down his debt just when the accident happened. Doug would get the house, worth $200,000, but it had a mortgage of $160,000 and a home equity loan for $20,000 and $10,000 on credit cards. The real estate agent would take seven percent when they sold the house so that was upside down. He had his mom's car and the furnishings that were worth $40,000, so really all the value was in the business. This is where the next bombshell dropped. Mr. Hennessy and Mr. Casey had set up the business so that if one passed away the other would get 100 percent of the business. In exchange, the estate of the other would get a $100,000 life insurance policy. Therefore, when the dust settled Doug would have about $100,000 and no parents. That sucked, as I think Doug was expecting as much with the home finances, but he seemed surprised about the business. "John, didn't Dad want me to have the business?" "Doug, he did. He set it up this way, primarily because your dad didn't want to have to answer to Mrs. Casey if Mr. Casey passed away. It was his intention to either give or sell his half of the business to you when he decided to retire. It wouldn't have looked good if you inherited half and Mrs. Casey couldn't." "Does that mean I don't have a job?" "I spoke to Mr. Casey and he says you do good work, but he feels, and I agree, that if you're around it will undermine his ability to lead, because a lot of the men looked to you as the owner by proxy of your father. Your dad always led the work crews and Mr. Casey needs to have them look to him and not to you as the new leader. He'll write you a letter of recommendation or even make some calls for you, but I don't think you'll be working at Blue Ribbon homes anymore. I'm sorry." It made sense to me what he was saying but you could tell Doug was upset. It was as if he had another family member die. We stopped by and met with Mr. Casey. He told Doug that he expected the insurance check would be there in a week or two. When he started to explain the job situation, Doug stopped him and told him he understood and wished him the best. He did have a check for his month of paid vacation time. They shook hands and I drove him home. I got him a beer and we sat in his family room. I said, "You've had a pretty shitty week man. I'm sorry for everything you've had to go through. What do you think you want to do?" "I don't know. I guess I have to sell the house. My money can only pay the bills for a while. I'll have to look for a new job. What do you think?" "I think you should sell the house too. The upkeep and mortgages will wipe you out slowly but surely. I think we should go through the house and see what you want to keep and put it in storage. Then call in a cleaning crew to get the place spotless. Find the best realtor in town, get it listed, then fly to Detroit, and pick up my car. I'll pay you to do the driving while we figure out the rest." "You're going to pay me to drive you? You're such a lazy asshole." He smiled for the first time since he heard the news. "I've some ideas that we can talk about while you drive me home." "OK, that sounds good. Let's meet with John in the morning." ------- Chapter 68 A week later, we flew back to Detroit and got the Toyota. We headed east. Doug asked where we were going; I told him I had a stop to make. I still had some time to relax before they finished the financing. Doug was dealing with the loss of his parents and I was going to try to help as much as I could. He'd gone through the shock of finding out his parents were gone. Denial had run its course along with pain and guilt. Being without parents or siblings and then having the business snatched away had brought out feelings of anger and "why me?" He was now just lonely and depressed. We spent a lot of time driving and I would talk about his parents and memories that I had with them. He would tell me stories and then would zone out to reflect on other memories and emotions. He needed time, and a joke or distraction would just delay the process, so I made sure that he ate and took care of himself. I would take long walks after dinner and make him come with me even if we never said a word to each other. I think it was helping but he needed time by himself and I didn't try to push him too quickly through the time he needed to deal with everything. I thought back to the time when Darcy found me working through my business plan. I had to work things out in my brain so that I was comfortable with the conclusion. Doug was doing the same thing but working on his own problems. We drove across the top part of Ohio and into Pennsylvania. We went northeast into New York and then Vermont. We crossed over into New Hampshire and then Maine. We had awesome lobster, right out of the water, but the water at the beach was as cold as ice so we didn't venture in. Instead, we went to Boston to see the Red Sox play in Fenway Park. After the game, we were back at the hotel and Doug hopped into the shower. I turned on the TV and listened to the late news. Doug came out and I went in to get clean. When I came out, Doug was crying. Actually, he was sobbing. The dam had finally broken and here he was, letting loose all the feelings he'd been dealing with over the last month. I sat next to him on the foot of his bed and put my arm around his shoulder. I couldn't think of anything else I could do for Doug, except be there and offer support. It seemed like hours but it was probably only thirty minutes, when he finally gathered himself. He said, "My dad would have loved to visit Fenway Park. He loved my mom and they would talk about places they wanted to go and things they wanted to do. Taking her to a game and having a hotdog and a beer would have been a fond memory for them. I wish they would have had time to do so many more things." "We all do. Your parents were great people. I'll never forget them. You're a good person too, Doug. Take the time you need to deal with your loss, and if you need anything you can always ask me." "I think that crying did me a lot of good. I needed to cry first before I could let them go and now I have to start to figure out what I need to do for my future and me. I'll miss them, but now I have to do what I need to do for me. I'll try to make them proud." "I'm sure you'll make them very proud, my friend." As we pointed the car south, Doug started thinking about his future and specifically what his interests might include. From there we hit Rhode Island and Connecticut. Since New York City was in the way, we decided to visit Times Square and checked into the Marriot. I called Anne and she was happy to hear from us. She took us out to dinner at a local place and said she was sorry to hear about Doug's parents. Tracy was out-of-town for the week so we didn't get to see her. We spent another day looking around and took a ride out to see Lady Liberty. We crossed over into New Jersey and then went to Atlantic City. Up to this point, Doug had never been to a casino. We went to the sports book and although the Expos were the odds-on favorites, I wanted to bet on the Phillies to win the National League, and then bet the Phillies to win the Series. I also wanted to bet on the Kansas City Royals to win the American league. I asked the pit boss what I needed to do and he asked if I wanted to place three separate bets or one bet, all or nothing. I knew what he was asking but for Doug's sake, I asked what the difference was and he told us the odds were greater in an all or nothing. He said if I bet all three I would get 15 to one on my money if I bet them separate it would come out around 4 to 1. I thanked him and told him we would be back later. We went to the craps tables and we each lost a couple hundred. I told Doug I wanted to play poker and he was going to watch a baseball game and have some beers. I gave him $500 and told him to take it, just in case he wanted to play. I sat down at the table and played conservatively to get a feel for the competition. I had bought in for $10,000 but played an easy nickel and dime approach. I figured out who the fish were and who the players were. I have played thousands of hands of poker, both live and online, so I understood odds and had patience to wait for the cards. It took about five hours for me to stand up with $50,000 on top of my buy in. I walked over to Doug and said, "Here's your half of our business." "What are you talking about?" "Follow and learn, grasshopper." I went back to the pit boss. He saw me walk up and came over. "I just won some money at the tables. I won $50,000 playing card and I want that 15 to 1 all or nothing on the Phillies to beat the Royals in the World Series." "You sure? That's a lot of cash." "It is all found money. If I win, then we can buy fifteen times the hookers and beer than we could tonight." He said that was a healthy attitude for a young man and took the cash and gave me the ticket. We left the next morning and crossed through Delaware and into Maryland and then Virginia. We headed west on I-81 and then turned onto I-64 to stop in West Virginia for lunch. I didn't want to have to make a special trip to West Virginia later just to say I had been there. We got back to the Carolinas and stayed on I-95 until we hit I-4 that took us back to Orlando. We'd crashed in Jacksonville and met some girls but just ate and drank with them. We were on a different trip with a different mission, so we weren't sleeping our way across the country, just seeing the sights. It took us just over three weeks to make it back. Doug was driving and I told him to keep going past the Lee Road exit where he would normally get off. I had him drive down town to Lake Eola. We drove around and I was looking at all the old houses that they had built in the 40's and 50's, bungalows with small yards. They were all in the $30 to $50,000 range. We drove down one street and there were three in a row for sale. It seemed like people now wanted to live in the suburbs and were moving out. I got out and asked a man how much he was asking for his house. He said he had it listed for $30,000 but would walk away if someone were to offer him $25,000. We drove back to my house and started doing laundry. We sat down and I told Doug I wanted to go into business with him. "What kind of business?" "First, I want you to go to school to become a licensed exterminator. I don't think it would take more than a month or so. At the same time, I want to start buying and renovating the old homes around downtown. We will fix them up but not sell them. We will rent them out. I figure we should get around one hundred houses. You'll manage the leases, the renovations and the exterminating." "I think it is a cool idea, but why not hire an exterminator?" "If we put it in the contract that we will come by once a month to treat for bugs, then we'll have a reason to walk into our homes at least once a month to make sure they're taking care of the places and stop any bug problems before they start. The rental agreement will also state that they can't have illegal drugs or stuff in the house. This will give us a reason to keep us out of trouble. "I'll take care of the banks and put up the money to buy the houses. If the average price is $30,000 then we can get ten houses for $60,000 down and closing costs. One hundred houses would be $600,000. If we take the cost of the mortgage, taxes, insurance and maintenance, including bug treatment, it will be about $250 a month. If we charge $350 then we can make $100 per month each. Every time someone moves out, we can raise the rate by $25 - $50 depending on supply and demand. We want young couples right out of school with good jobs but not a lot in savings. That will net us $10,000 per month in profit. We will invest that all into the debt until we pay it all off. In twenty years, we will have over a hundred well-maintained homes with no debt and $100,000 per month in profit. The homes will be worth about $20 million. Since you won't put up any money, your work will pay your part and we will be 50/50 partners." Doug was unsure so he asked, "That sounds great, but if all the money is going to the debt and buying new houses, how will I get paid?" "Well, the exterminator will get $30 per house per month so that's $36,000 a year. The houses need renovating and maintaining and that will average another $30 per house per month. Can you live off $70,000 per year? "I was making $200 a week or $10,000 a year before we went on our trip." "We will make this entire transaction legal and on paper. We'll talk to John, and I'll put up a million to get us started, and then start working with the banks to finance the houses. You and I will work with a realtor until you're comfortable to work on your own. We don't have one hundred houses yet, so don't expect to make all of that tomorrow. I saw an old two-story warehouse right by the lake on a big piece of land. I think we should also buy that so we can use the bottom as a warehouse and the top as an apartment for you and maybe me until things take off. What do you think?" "Let me get my tools and get going. I have a strong feeling that this will all turn out great ... Thanks so much." ------- By the end of the year, we owned thirty houses. When people found out we were buying to rent them out they thought the prices were going to plunge so we held off on the renovations until the prices bottomed and then bought as many as we could. They were all well-built homes that needed a little help. Doug hired two helpers and they only worked on the insides of the houses. We re-finished all the old wood floors. He refaced cabinets when they needed it and added new fixtures in the bath and kitchens. I told Doug that we would need to keep an eye on things so when we got in the black, we would be able to re-plumb and replace the electric. In all, it took us almost three years to get to the hundred-house mark, and then Doug found another twenty-five over the next ten years. After we had a good number of homes, Doug started on the outside and put in a sprinkler system, grass, shrubs and a picket fence on each and most got a new coat of paint. Since he'd done this stuff for his Dad, he was an old hand at it and knew how to do the work fast and on a budget. We were very selective with our renters, checked references, and made sure they understood the contract. Before we gave them a key, we collected the first and last month's rent along with their security deposit. Most families stayed for about two years, and after a clean-up and fix-up we raised the rent and found someone new to take over. Jill came to work for Doug while she took classes at Rollins College and they married two years later. I'm Uncle Britt to their three kids. I never mentioned sleeping with Jill, but she may have said something. Every so often, I'll ask Doug, "Have you tagged Marsha yet? She's one hot momma." We did buy the warehouse. It was in a very bad, run-down condition and had three acres across from the lake downtown. The man who owned it had died and his son in Houston just wanted it sold. I picked it up for $250,000. The building was 60' x 120' and had two open floors. 7,200 square feet is a big space. We built a three-bedroom apartment upstairs that you could reach from one end of the building and an office space at the other end for the rental and remodel business. Down below we had the tools and truck for the company at one end and I started to pick up old cars and filled the other. There were old muscle cars, a few Mercedes, and two old Rolls. Doug and his mechanic friend could work on them in their spare time. When we sold them in the late 90's, we split a large profit. One last thing on Doug, he did get $100,000 when the dust settled. We had a trust set up for him by John and I talked him into letting me be trustee for twenty years. By the time he was forty-five, we'd sold the last house. From his income, savings, cars, houses and most of all his trust account, He retired with over $150 million in the bank. Jill's Dad passed away a couple of years after Doug retired and they invited Marsha to move in with them. I think that he finally got a piece of that, but he never said for sure. The warehouse was demolished and rebuilt as condos when we eventually sold it to a developer for $1 million plus one of the two penthouse units on the eighth floor. Floors 2-7 each had four units and the first floor had an awesome restaurant with a patio overlooking the lake. I had it for a couple of years but was never there so I sold it for $500,000. The Thornton Park area today is still a great place to live. ------- I did eventually transfer most of my other investment capital over to Peter. We had a very interesting exchange. He'd called to see if we could meet and sign some paperwork to get the transfers started. I had put him off for the two trips and the Hennessey's funeral. I told him to stop by the house. I read though the paperwork and it was standard stuff. I asked about the commission schedule for my account. I knew I would be doing quite a bit of trading, both in dollar volume and in the number of trades bought and sold. He told me that he had to beat up his boss to get him to come down to two and one-half percent and that was a great deal since everyone else pays five percent. He'd never seen two and one-half percent and I should sign before they figure out their mistake and make him change it. "Peter, I have always been honest with you and I don't care for your bullshit. It makes me wonder if you're telling me the truth every time we talk." "What do you mean? Five percent is our standard rate." "Peter, so what you're telling me is that all of your other accounts are really small or all of your other clients are suckers. Is that true? I have other brokers at Merrill that will do trades for one percent or $1,000 whichever is less." "Who is it? We can't make any money with commissions that low." "Peter, if I have $50 million sitting in a money market fund, Merrill is paying me four percent and loaning it out to margin accounts for seven percent. Three percent on $50 million is $1.5 million a year. If I have stocks in street name held at your firm, you can loan those stock for short sales and charge seven percent. They pay me nothing. That would be over $3 million a year. If Merrill is too dumb to figure out accounting 101 then I'm not so sure about letting you hold my accounts." "Well, that all goes to corporate. We only get paid on commissions." "Peter, how much do you need to make off me in a year to make this worth your time? I have already told you I don't need any advice except for what's available in the bond market at any time, but that means looking at a piece of paper and you will get a good part of the spread on the bonds anyway." "I think that two and one-half percent is a fair deal." "I asked how much you need to make off me to make this worth your time, ten thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand. If I just reinvested everything one time, you're looking at over $2.5 million. Is that what you're expecting me to give you every year? I told you I have other people at Merrill that have offered me better deals." "Who is it? I'll need to contact the person that got you the great deal and see." I walked up to my room and came down five minutes later. I gave him the name and number of the VP of Trading in New York, and told him that this man wanted my business so much so that he worked directly with me. The broker, well, I just handed him a picture of Tracy bent over the couch with my sperm running down her leg. "Who is this?" "That's the broker I met in Chicago. She goes out of her way to take care of the customer." "What's her name? I can't believe she would do this to steal my business." "She didn't, we were talking hypothetically. She just accidentally saw the size of my cock and wanted to try it out." "I thought you were dating my daughter." "I see Marion when she's free and I have time, but we aren't boyfriend and girlfriend, just friends." Now, I had him good and stuck and he knew it. Initially, he'd planned to milk me to become rich. Even at a thousand bucks a trade, he would make $30 to $50,000 a year from me, and I'm sure he got something for the total amount invested. He came back the next day with the corrected paperwork. I told him I would read it over and drop it off the next day. I wanted the girl from high school, Anna's mom, to take my transfer forms and process them. I walked to the desk and said, "Hi Mrs. Phelps. How is Anna?" "It is Ms. Mercer now. Anna is fine. She has a little boy." "Here are some transfer forms for my trust. Can you make sure they get processed and give me a call when they arrive?" "I can do that." "Thanks. Tell Anna I said hi. I always thought she was pretty. I wished we could have gone out. Oh well, make sure you tell her hello." I poked my head into Peter's office and told him I had dropped off the forms. I was waiting at the elevator when I saw him dash over to Ms. Mercer's desk and make sure they were all there. I was sure he would go out to celebrate, so I went over and took Marion right in her room. After a shower, where I washed her head to toe, I called her mom to come in. Marion rode me as Helene licked her tits and sucked on her nipples. After I finished in Marion, Helene cleaned her up while I took her from behind. As I was getting ready to go, Peter called to say he would be late and not to wait up. I took both ladies to dinner. I told them about the transfers. I saw Marion from time to time but she was busy with school. I started to stop by and visit Helene every week or two. We would have a good fuck in her bed and then I would hold her, which I think she liked as much as the fuck. One day she told me she had an aunt that had passed away and she didn't know what she wanted to do with the money. She thought Peter would just take it and spend it. She asked if I could help. I made some suggestions and she said she trusted me. John wrote up an irrevocable trust for her and Marion. It would be Helene's, but if she were under any lawsuit, the trust would be unable to distribute funds to her as the beneficiary. Marion's trust was the same. Therefore, if Peter or anyone else came after her, the trust would grow but couldn't pay out any funds. She took the $100,000 and had John set up two trusts with me as the trustee. I managed them for her, and in 1988, when they each were worth $5 million she decided to leave Peter and eventually remarried. Marion kept her trust and her mom's went to her sister. I had John set up another trust for me. I put in a million dollars and had it set up so that I could add beneficiaries. The stipulation was that if you were less than sixty years old, your income for the year determined the amount you could withdraw. It also had stipulations about families with the other spouse working. There were drug dependency clauses, it was revocable and it would shut off in the case of a lawsuit. If Doug were a beneficiary and made forty thousand dollars for the year, he would get a check for forty thousand from the trust. He could obtain more or less based on his income until his part of the trust was gone. It wouldn't start paying until 1990. This would give it a chance to grow. It was finally time to get to work. ------- The End ------- Posted: 2012-09-18 Last Modified: 2013-03-04 / 01:20:06 pm ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------