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Gay studies?
Feminist studies?
African-American studies?
no...
Continuing the great tradition of PEDOPHILE literature itÕs...
Andrew Roller Presents
GIRL PATROL
Chapter Fourteen
I shouted but nobody seemed to hear. I felt the life blood draining
from me. The river rushed past me, as if uncaring, perhaps waiting for me
to lose my strength and sink down into its black depths. Along the bank
the fire burned, pushed along by the breeze, the grass erupting into
flames, a pent up anger seemingly rising from the long blades of grass as
the fire touched them.
I tried to get JanÕs body off me but she was too agile, too greedy, a
little lioness fixed upon her prey. I felt my muscles weaken. I could no
longer keep my head above the water. An odd detachment suddenly
consumed me, as if this were some swimming pool game. Except I was
losing. This was the second time in twelve hours that the river was
taking me under, and this time I wasnÕt going to make it. I cried out.
Water came pouring into my mouth and I spluttered, went under, Jan above
me as the river swallowed me.
Suddenly there was a scream above me. Jan released her hold on my
neck. I saw fire, seemingly right above me. I splashed upward and blew
the water from my mouth. I was on the surface again. But the fire was
right in my face! Then it passed sideways, and I realized it was not the
entire conflagration in front of me but only a stick. Little Becky, who I
thought had drowned, was holding the stick. She was dog paddling in the
water and waving the stick back and forth. It burned hot in the night, and
Jan was nowhere to be seen.
ÒThanks!Ó I gasped.
ÒCertoinly,Ó Becky spluttered, barely able to keep her head above
water as she held the stick. Kim came swimming up.
ÒThat bitch! She bit your neck!Ó Kim said. Solicitously she drew
close and examined me. She told me I had two bite marks in the right side
of my neck. They were bleeding. Becky dropped the torch in the water and
it dimmed, floated away from us, following the river downstream. She
came close and touched my bleeding neck with one of her fingers.
ÒOooh! Does it hurt?Ó Becky asked.
ÒYeah. Some,Ó I answered. Kim put her hand to it and grasped my
shoulder at the same time to stay afloat. She put pressure on my neck
with her wet hand to try to stop the bleeding. Supporting Kim with my
shoulder, I reached out and grabbed Becky, lest she be swept downriver
away from us and possibly go under again.
ÒYou were drowning,Ó I said to Becky.
ÒOh. Yeah. But I remembered how to swim when I was underwater
and swam to the bank,Ó Becky said. I smiled and hugged her. She smiled
back at me. I remembered how Becky had saved us from the wolves, with
her underwater swimming. This was the second time today that sheÕd
saved us!
ÒBut what happened to Jan?Ó I asked.
ÒI dunno,Ó Kim gasped.
ÒSheÕs a vampire!Ó Becky said, wide-eyed.
ÒBut she wasnÕt a while ago,Ó I insisted.
ÒTwue,Ó Becky said, a little water getting in her mouth as she spoke.
I looked toward the shore, where Becky had found the stick and put it to
the flames, or found it already burning. I guess we were a little
downstream now. The river was pushing us along. But the fire was raging
along with us, burning the grass as it went.
ÒWe better try to stay afloat in the river, at least for a little
while,Ó I told the girls. I held them close. ÒItÕs going to be pretty cold.Ó
Kim looked at the bank and said,
ÒThis is stupid. WeÕre freezing in the river but the bank is burning
up!Ó
ÒWe could go to the other side,Ó Becky said. I turned. I looked into
the blackness of the night, the blacker river flowing all around us.
Moonlight played on the opposite shore, seemingly beckoning us with its
placid light.
ÒThe riverÕs too wide,Ó I said. That bank was far away. ÒWeÕd never
make it,Ó I concluded.
ÒPlus, there could be wolves there, stupid,Ó Kim told Becky. The
little girl pouted. I looked down at Becky, who had saved us twice, and
tried to cheer her up.
ÒIt was a good idea,Ó I told Becky. I looked at Kim. ÒTry not to
insult her when sheÕs just trying to help.Ó
ÒSure. I donÕt mind getting eaten,Ó Kim answered, a little
insouciant.
ÒLetÕs just float along and hug each other and try not to freeze to
death,Ó I said. I hugged the girls and they hugged me. And as I felt their
small slender bodies pressing against me, still wearing their FrederickÕs
of Hollywood costumes, I didnÕt feel entirely sad or afraid. They were
gorgeous little girls! Soft and admittedly wet, with their soaked hair
clinging to their faces and trailing down into the water, but naked too,
with KimÕs young growing breasts pressing against me, her long legs
wrapping about my waist and clinging to me, Becky groping me infant-like
as she burbled and struggled to keep her head above water. I reached
behind Becky and grabbed her bottom. So soft! I cupped her with my hands
to make sure our little heroine didnÕt drown, even as her older sister
clasped my neck. For a bachelor who used to live alone, in his parentÕs old
house no less, this life wasnÕt entirely bad. For once I wasnÕt depending
on my dead mom and dad, and I had two little beauties with me!
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