title: How You Like It, or Jake and the Beatles author: tim4or5 summary: Strange things happen out in the woods. keywords: mf, ff, poly, cons, voy, bi This story contains sexually explicit material. Email comments to twalden4 at juno dot com with ASSTR in the subject line. Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. Lyrics from Rubber Soul, US release, by the Beatles. Technical note: A gasp is a rapid intake of breath. In this story, it also means a rapid expelling of breath, since it is close to the sound I mean. Sigh, grunt, groan, pant and scream don't work. How You Like It, or Jake and the Beatles Based on a Shakespeare play. 1 Sam I didn't understand why Verne got so mad about my taking Chase to Fred's party. She had invited me and was practically a member of the family. She was my sister's friend and often stayed over. When I first heard them having sex with each other I hadn't thought much of it. If they wanted to have a little fun it was their business. I didn't mind listening, and my parents room was at the other end of the house. Then one night both of them had come into the room I shared with Verne. He was two years older than me and a year older than them. Chase had gotten into bed with Verne, and Jenny, my sister, had asked if she could share my bed so she could watch. I said okay. We both watched and listened to them fuck. Verne came soon after Chase did the first time, but it didn't seem to slow him down much. Jenny got so excited she let me feel her up under her nightgown. So that was what a breast felt like. I never would have guessed. It was soft without being squishy and the nipple was like a tiny erection. I got so excited watching the others that I came humping her buttock before I realized what I was doing. She took my hand and put it in her panties and showed me what she wanted. I probably shouldn't have let her, even though I saw her practically naked when we brushed our teeth and we used to take baths together. She had hair down there now and was soaked. She showed me what she felt like inside, then moved my finger to her clitoris. Her orgasm seemed pretty much like mine. If Verne and Chase took a break anytime before she and Chase went back to her room in the morning, I wasn't aware of it. After that Chase often came into our room and got into bed with Verne when she stayed over, and sometimes Jenny came with her and got into bed with me. She took off her nightgown and panties before she did, but we never went further than we did that first night except for some kissing and nuzzling. I did go to the party with Chase in spite of all Verne's yelling. We had never gotten along very well anyway, and I didn't see why it was such a big deal. It wasn't like I was trying to seduce her. Ali Ross and I were up in my room. We were cousins and had grown up together, but weren't exactly like sisters. She was upset about Dean going to the lake. Everyone knew about Hour Lake. It was in the hills outside town, and some local townspeople had bought it for summer cottages five generations ago. They had been part of the German health movement, and the whole place was clothing optional. There were eleven or twelve cottages at one end of the lake and a beach the older kids used at the other. The lake and surrounding forest couldn't be developed because the association that owned it had granted a conservation easement, but descendants of the original settlers had built a few more cottages off in the woods, and some people had winterized their cottages and lived there year round. Dean and Fred had been fighting about the direction of the band. Fred wanted to play Led Zeppelin and van Halen, and Dean wanted to keep playing mostly the Beatles and Stones. When most of the band sided with his brother, Dean and Jake had decided to skip school before the long weekend and go up to the lake. Ross said it wasn't fair. She had been looking forward to going to Fred's party with Dean for weeks. I said she could still go, we could go together. She said it wasn't the same. I said no, it wasn't, but I loved her just as much as Dean did. Didn't she care about me? And maybe we would meet some cute boys. Fred was just as big an idiot as Dean was. It would serve them both right. She giggled at that. I leaned over and kissed the side of her neck below her ear. She told me to stop that, I knew what it always led to. I kept doing it. I stroked her other cheek, her breast, her stomach, her thigh. After a couple minutes she reached down and undid her pants. I reached inside. I stoked her panties. They were wet, like they always were by the time I got there. I slid my fingers into them and stroked her clitoris. She gasped and turned her head to kiss me. I pushed her back on the bed and slid off her pants and mine. I got on top and continued kissing her, much tongues but no dribbling. Most girls don't like sloppy kissers. When I stood up to finish undressing, she took off her shirt and bra but kept her panties on. When I lay down again, she rolled me over the mounted me. No matter how many times I started out on top, it always ended up this way. I think she was part boy. I held my legs up as she worked me, trying to make me come. I held out for a bit then let myself. Her breathing deepened and she gasped out her own orgasm. I said yes, I would like to go to Fred's party with her. She said good. I could never tell if she noticed when I switched things around. There were twelve people at the party when we got there, and a few more arrived after we did. We talked to Chase, the keyboard player, for a while. The fool came over and told me that Fred wanted to talk to me. So we went and found Fred. He told us Chase had come with a boy who seemed to like her but kept running away from her. I said I had noticed someone trying not to look like he was watching us when we were talking to her. Fred said that was him and asked us to encourage the boy. He said Chase was difficult to work with when she was frustrated. So Ross went back over to Chase to distract the boy while I circled around behind him. He almost dropped his drink when I said hello. He said hi. I told him Chase liked him, and I hoped he wasn't too shy to talk to her. He said no, that wasn't it. He knew her pretty well, but she was his brother's girlfriend. He looked concerned when I choked on my ginger ale. I told him I didn't think Chase really had a boyfriend. She went out with a few different boys. I didn't want to tell him how many. I said if he liked her he should go for it. She seemed hurt that he wouldn't talk to her. That got to him. He said he didn't think there was any harm in just talking to her. I didn't say anything. Ross and I wandered off to give him a clear field and took some of Chase's other admirers with us. When we wandered back we found Chase and him in a clinch on the sofa. His hand was on her breast, and hers was massaging his thigh and nudging his balls. When they paused for breath, she shifted slightly to get him to lower his hand from her breast. But it was a trick. She pretended she thought the hand on her stomach was headed lower and undid her pants. This might have seemed too forward, if not for the two girls wandering around in their shirts and panties, and the one completely topless in her bluejeans. Her nipples were wide and pink. There were also other couples kissing. Chase had had a couple beers. The boy was still drinking seltzer and appeared sober, but that didn't stop him. He accepted the invitation and reached into her pants. Judging by the response, he must have known what he was doing. I don't think Chase had the patience to fake anything. She had to learn a little though, because he didn't let her come for ten minutes. I timed them. Chase seemed to pass out for a few seconds afterward. But he won't let her take him into a bedroom. That must have been what they started arguing about. She let him give her another orgasm, then got up and presumably went in search of someone more cooperative. After half a decent interval we went and sat on either side of the boy. I said I was Ali and this was Ross. When he looked puzzled she said that it was short for Rosalind. He smiled slightly and said he was Sam. I congratulated him on his victory and said I was sorry he didn't get a reward. He said it was just as well. He had gotten a little carried away. Then Ross did something strange. She took off the thin silver chain she was wearing and asked him to take it, in apology for our having pushed him into doing something he hadn't wanted to do. He said he couldn't do that. He really did like and respect Chase, even if she was a lioness. Ross said she could see that and fastened it around his neck anyway. He didn't object, but he did say he had to go and asked us to say goodbye to Fred and Chase for him. He seemed distracted. I've just seen a face I can't forget the time or place Where we just met She's just the girl for me And want all the world to see We've met, mm-mm-mm-m'mm-mm Had it been another day I might have looked the other way And I'd have never been aware But as it is I'll dream of her Tonight, di-di-di-di'n'di I asked my coz what that had been all about. She said she'd found her cute boy. I said he barely spoke two words to her and had run away. And besides, he was too short for her. She said he was just shy, and she didn't mind if she was a little taller. She was taller than a lot of people. I said he wasn't too shy to diddle Chase in public. She said maybe he was embarrassed after. But he seemed to be good at it. Should she ask him if he had an older brother? I hit her and said I could find my own boys. Fred I had watched Ali hanging around with Ross all evening. She was supposed to be my date. Now they were whispering about the boy who had just left, who was Chase's date. I went over and thanked Ross for coming. I was sorry she couldn't stay longer. She said it was still early. I said it might be later than she thought. She asked if there was a problem? I said she was Dean's girlfriend. That was problem enough. She said she wasn't here with Dean. Our fight was none of her business. Ali said Ross was here with her. I told Ali she was supposed to be helping me host the party. She said she had wanted to enjoy herself. She had done most of the work setting up. I asked if she couldn't enjoy herself with me? She hesitated, then said yes, of course she could. But my fight with Dean had upset both her and Ross. Neither one of them wanted to take sides. If Ross was leaving, then so was she. I said fine. I would see her later. She just looked at me. Then both of them left without saying anything else. I felt like I had messed up somehow, but I didn't know what I had done wrong. Ali I was almost sorry for Fred for being such an idiot. Ross said I didn't have to worry about her. I could go back to the party if I wanted to. I said I didn't. It wouldn't be any fun without her. We got in the car and I asked where she wanted to go? She said Hour Lake. I said it was too late to leave now and we had school tomorrow. She said after school. When she was quiet for a moment I asked if she was serious? She said yes. I said and do what? She said she had never been there. Dean and Fred had never invited either of us up to their parents cottage. But I had visited my friend Silver there. Could we stay with her? I thought about it. I didn't really know her that well, it was more that our parents were friends. But we had gotten along pretty well, considering. I said Silver was fairly militant. She barely tolerated the fact that I was bisexual. She might not like having two of us there. Ross said she wasn't really bisexual, she was a lesbian. I said since when? She said just now. I said what about Sam? and Dean? She said she was mad at Dean, and we wouldn't have to worry about Sam until we got back. I said right. She no, really. I said if she was mad at Dean, then why did she want to go there? She said she was more mad at Fred. Well, I was mad at Fred too. I thought about it some more and decided it wouldn't hurt to ask. I said I would see if I could get us an invitation. And as long as we were imposing, I wanted to bring the fool along as well. He would follow me anywhere. Ross asked why? I said he was the drummer and it would further disrupt the band. If we got Fred and Dean mad enough at us, maybe they would stop fighting with each other. And besides, he amused me. She started giggling. She had the most exciting giggle. 2 Jake Clothing might be optional, but bathing suits didn't seem to be an option at this end of the lake. It was reserved for 15 to 17 years olds only. The law in this state said they could have sex with each other but not with anyone older or younger. A place like this had to be careful about the law, even if it didn't make any sense. They called it a beach, but it was really packed dirt with an opening through the trees to the water. People were opening their cottages and had guests, so there were quite a few kids. I looked at the girls and their breasts and skin and tried not to get too much of an erection. When I got too frustrated, I took my guitar and moved off a little way to a spot near a spruce. I sat on the rug, biding my time, drinking her wine We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed" She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath And when I awoke I was alone, this bird had flown So I lit a fire, isn't it good, Norwegian wood? I liked slow songs, they were less work to play. I sang softly, mostly to myself, while I played my guitar. I didn't have a great voice, but it was good enough for harmony vocals. It didn't matter, people already knew the words. A few of them came over to listen. I noticed one girl looking over at me. She was with someone. When I smiled at her she smiled back and turned away. Someone said her name was Hart. Later she and her companion held hands and walked into water. They swam a little way along the shore until they were out of sight of the beach, but I could still see them through the trees from where I was sitting. They talked a bit, then started kissing. I tried not to stare. After a while she put her arms around his neck, and her boyfriend lifted her a little higher and shifted her position. He had his back to me. She got more enthusiastic. When she put her head next to his and stared over his shoulder with a dreamy expression, I realized they must be fucking. They were in the water almost up to their necks, but I now noticed the slight rhythmic motion of her arms in her grip around his neck. She opened her mouth slightly and squinted her eyes, and then she came. I could hear a soft panting that matched her rhythm. I don't know if she had seen me watching before, but now she shifted her gaze and smiled at me. I was embarrassed to be caught, and almost frowned and turned way. But I didn't. I took a breath and smiled back. She held my eyes and her Mona Lisa smile while she waited for her boyfriend to shoot inside her, and smiled a little wider when he did. A tear glistened down to her chin. Then she untangled our eyes and kissed him, and I was an outsider again. Fred At first no one knew where Ali and Ross had disappeared to. Her parents said she had asked them not to tell me where she was. Chase didn't know but said Sam, the boy she had come to the party with, was also gone. They been talking to him, so maybe they were together. I couldn't find the fool either. I didn't understand it. First Dean and Jake run off, and now everyone else leaves without a word. Chase said Sam had had a fight with his brother, and his sister would only say that Sam had decided to go away for a few days to let things cool off. Ali had given me a funny look before she left. I didn't know why my fight with Dean bothered her so much. Ross had said it wasn't any of her business, but that didn't seem to be true. I decided to see if I could find out anything from the brother. Sam Now I understood why Verne didn't want me to go to the party with Chase. He was afraid of what would happen. He didn't seem to mind my sister having sex with her, but I guess I was different. It didn't really make sense but it was how things worked. I knew he would try to find out what had happened at the party at school the next day, so I told my parents I had been invited up to Hour Lake for the weekend and left as soon as I got home. Ali The screen porch across the front of Silver's cottage had a table and some chairs. The large rounded leaves of a vine growing up against the screen surrounded a full sized bed at the far end. Sunlight coming through the leaves turned the bed a yellowish green. The screens didn't go all the way to the floor, which made the porch feel a little more intimate. The porch faced the lake, but you couldn't see much of it through the trees this time of year. The cottage wasn't very big inside. It had a kitchen area, a table, another full sized bed, and a dresser. That was about it. She was here alone. Her father trusted her because he knew she didn't like boys. She said if Ross and I wanted to sleep together, the fool could share her bed inside. She asked if he was as harmless as he looked? I said no fool was harmless, but he wouldn't try to rape her. He said yes he would, he was a most foul rapist. She said then he would sleep in her bed, and when he attacked her there would be one less fool in the world. We sat at the table outside talked for a while. She told us she was in love. I must have looked skeptical, because she said no, really. She had never felt like this before. I asked who it was? She said Phoebe, one of the full time residents here. But her affection was not returned. I don't know why you Should want to hide But I can't get through My hands are tied I won't want to stay I don't have much to say But I can't turn away And you won't see me (You won't see me) You won't see me (You won't see me) Time after time You refuse to even listen I wouldn't mind If I knew what I was missing Ross said she was sorry and touched her hand briefly. I told the fool to go outside and look for something for dinner. He said like what? I said I didn't know, maybe some acorns, but don't come back for at least an hour. He took a couple cookies and left. Silver put her hand on Ross's and said thank you. They gazed into each others eyes for a minute and then kissed. After a few more minutes they moved to her leafy bower. I sipped my lemonade and watched. Their hands slowly explored each others bodies. Backs, shoulders, breasts, stomachs, hips, thighs, crotch. They shed their clothing piecemeal. There wasn't much of it to start with. Ross kept her panties on. Silver's nipples were large and red, and her hips full. Ross's lips followed her hands down Silver's body. Neck, nipples, navel, groin, vagina, clitoris. Silver responded well. There were advantages to living off by yourself. Still, Silver managed to keep fairly quiet in spite of Ross's ministrations. Her writhings and soft groans turned into panting just before she turned her head to look at me and grunted out her orgasm. Jake I was dozing in the afternoon sun when I heard a voice say said more, please, another song. I opened my eyes and saw Hart sitting next to me. Her nipples were proud and dusky. I sat up and said it would make her sad. She said she didn't mind a little sadness. I said my voice was ragged, I couldn't please her. She said she didn't want me to please her, she wanted me to sing. I said alright, then I would. She said thank you. I've got a word or two To say about the things that you do You're telling all those lies About the good things that we can have If we close our eyes Do what you want to do And go where you're going to Think for yourself Cos I won't be there with you She said I played very well, and she liked my singing. I thanked her, and she went back over and sat down next to her friend. After a minute I put my guitar in its case, then got dressed and slung it over my shoulder. Since it wouldn't get dark for a while yet, I decided to take the long way back to the cottage. I needed to relieve myself. Sam I had planned to stay with some people I knew, but when I got to the lake I found their cottage still boarded up. They had said to drop in anytime. If I had been thinking more clearly I might have realized they didn't mean it literally. I wandered around the lake and the woods for a while wondering what to do. I hadn't been here before but sort of knew some of the kids from school. The cottage I said I was staying at was off in the woods, and no one had noticed yet that no one was there. I didn't have anywhere else to go, but by the time I decided I should just leave, it was too late to make it back to town that night. So I thought I would sleep in my car and start back in the morning. Jake It took longer than I expected. The light was fading by the time I reached the cottage. Jake: A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool; a miserable world! As I do live by food, I met a fool. Dean: What fool is this? Jake: O worthy fool! One that hath been a courtier, And says, if ladies be but young and fair, They have the gift to know it. And in his brain, Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd With observation, the which he vents In mangled forms. O that I were a fool! I am ambitious for a motley coat. Dean: Thou shalt have one. Jake: It is my only suit. Invest me in my motley; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine. Dean: Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do. Jake: What, for a counter, would I do but good? Dean: Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin. For thou thyself hast been a libertine, As sensual as the brutish sting itself; And all the embossed sores and headed evils, That thou with license of free foot hast caught, Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world. He stopped and asked what the fool was doing here? I said he told me he had come with two girls from Fred's party. Dean said that sounded just like the fool. Girls always wanted to mother him until he went into his dirty old man act. I asked if he knew there was some idiot sleeping in his car, over by one of the cottages off in the woods? He said where? So after he got a flashlight and I showed him. Dean knocked on the car window. The boy sat up and looked resigned. He got out and explained he had planned to visit friends but they weren't here. He would leave in the morning. He was sorry for causing trouble. Dean asked how he knew the Fosters, and the boy told him how he'd gotten to know one of the boys in church school. Then Dean said he didn't have to leave. He could stay with us if he wanted to. He said he didn't understand. Dean said not everyone would fit in here, but there was always room for a friend. People here looked out for each other. He didn't look like he believed us, but Dean said really, it was okay. So he thanked us and we all got in his car. He said his name was Sam. In the beginning I misunderstood But now I've got it, the word is good Say the word and you'll be free Say the word and be like me Say the word I'm thinking of Have you heard the word is love? It's so fine, it's sunshine It's the word, love When we got back to the cottage we finished the sausage and pepper pizza Sam had stopped for on his way here. I asked him if he could play that guitar of his? He said a little, so he and I and Dean spent some time jamming. It turned out he played more than a little, and he was the brother of Chase's friend Jenny. 3 Fred Sam's brother said he didn't know where Sam was. They had had a fight about Chase, and his parents wouldn't tell him where Sam was hiding. I said if he wanted to fight with Chase's boyfriends, I could give him a list. He said what? I said she went out with a few different boys. It wasn't a big secret. He said oh. Maybe he should have asked her if she was seeing anyone else, or maybe it was just as well that he hadn't. I said I wasn't looking for Sam. I was looking for Ali, who might be with him. They had been talking to each other at my party. I asked him to let me know if he found out anything, or at least ask Ali to call me. He said he would, but I didn't know whether to believe him. Sam I love you, I love you, I love you That's all I want to say Until I find a way I will say the only words I know that You'll understand Michelle, ma belle These are words that go together well My Michelle I need to, I need to, I need to I need to make you see Oh, what you mean to me Until I do I'm hoping you will Know what I mean I couldn't stop thinking of Ross. I spent the morning out in the woods playing love songs and posting silly verses on hemlocks and sycamores. Fool I was out walking with Silver. She asked me how I liked it at the lake? Fool: Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As is it a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd? Silv: No more but that I know the more one sickens the worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money, means and content is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and that a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred. Fool: Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd? Silv: No, truly. Fool: Then thou art damned. Silv: Nay, I hope. Fool: Truly, thou art damned like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side. I didn't make sense, but she didn't expect me to. We saw Ross coming toward us reading something. Ross: From the east to western Ind, No jewel is like Rosalind. Her worth, being mounted on the wind, Through all the world bears Rosalind. All the pictures fairest lined Are but black to Rosalind. Let no fair be kept in mind But the fair of Rosalind. Fool: I'll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is the right butter-women's rank to market. Ross: Peace, you dull fool! I found them on a tree. Fool: Truly, the tree yields bad fruit. Now we saw Ali also reading something. Ross said she would like to talk to her alone. Fool: Come, shepherd, let us make an honourable retreat; though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage. Ali I came up to my coz and asked if she had heard these verses? Ross: O, yes, I heard them all, and more too; for some of them had in them more feet than the verses would bear. Ali: That's no matter: the feet might bear the verses. Ross: Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear themselves without the verse and therefore stood lamely in the verse. Ali: But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name should be hanged and carved upon these trees? Ross: I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you came; for look here what I found on a palm-tree. I was never so be-rhymed since Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember. Ali: Trow you who hath done this? Ross: Is it a man? Ali: And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck. Change you colour? Ross: I prithee, who? I said it was young Sam, who had conquered Chase and her both at the same time. She said Sam? I said Sam. She ask where was he? What was he doing here? When would I see him again? I said I found him under a tree, like a dropped acorn. Thinking and scribbling. And here he comes now. So we stepped off the path and listened. Jake: I thank you for your company; but, good faith, I had as lief have been myself alone. Sam: And so had I; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society. Jake: God buy you! Let's meet as little as we can. Sam: I do desire we may be better strangers. Jake: I pray you mar no more trees with writing love songs in their barks. Sam: I pray you mar no more of my verses with reading them ill-favouredly. Jake: Rosalind is your love's name? Sam: Yes, just. Jake: I do not like her name. Sam: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened. After Jake left, Ross went up behind Sam and said hello. He turned around and fainted. Ross squawked and grabbed him. They both ended up on the ground with her on top. It figured. I ran over but they seemed to be okay. My coz started giggling. Sam asked what she was doing here? She said she had as much right to be here as he did. He said yes, of course, hello. She said she and I were staying at a friend's cottage off in the woods. He thought for a second and asked if the fool was staying there too. She said yes. He said ah. She got off of him. They sat up, and I sat down next to Ross. She took my hand. I looked at her and wondered what was going on. She leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss. Sam wobbled slightly and I asked if he was okay? He said yes, he was just a little dizzy. He guessed he wasn't quite recovered from the shock of seeing us. He said he was still embarrassed about the party. Ross said Chase could be self centered and inconsiderate. She was a strong person, but she hadn't found the gentleness within that strength. Ross said that relationships were often difficult and confusing. She said she had an old religious uncle who had been disappointed in love. Ross: I have heard him read many lectures against it, and I thank God I am not a woman to be touched with so many giddy offences, as he hath generally taxed their whole sex withal. Sam: Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women? Ross: There were none principal. They were all like one another as halfpence are, every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it. Sam: I prithee recount some of them. Ross: No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that are sick. There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with carving 'Rosalind' on their barks; hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies on brambles; all, forsooth, deifying the name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy-monger, I would give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love upon him. Sam: I am he that is so love-shaked. I pray you tell me your remedy. Ross: There is none of my uncle's marks upon you. He taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner. Sam: What were his marks? Ross: A lean cheek, which you have not; a blue eye and sunken, which you have not; an unquestionable spirit, which you have not; a beard neglected, which you have not. But I pardon you for that, for simply your having in beard is a younger brother's revenue. Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man: you are rather point-device in your accoutrements, as loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other. Sam said he hadn't actually defaced any trees. Ross said she had been speaking figuratively. And he said he was going to collect all his notes when he was done, or at least those that were still there. He had been trying to write a song and didn't have a bulletin board. He wouldn't have used her name if he had known she liked girls. She said she didn't mind. She wasn't using it. But was he as much in love as his verses said? He said more so. He wasn't a very good lyricist. Ross said falling in love was a form of insanity. You feel a little closeness to someone and start imagining all sorts of things. It was caused by hormones, frustration and loneliness. The cure was getting to know the real person. You might end up liking her. But most people preferred their fantasies. Sam asked if his case was hopeless? How could he get to know her if she didn't like boys? She said there might be a way. She would pretend to date him if he pretended to be a girl. He asked how? Put on a dress? She asked if he saw any girls in dresses around here? He said um, no. She said gender had more to do with the mind than the body. He could be a girl by being assertive without being aggressive. Half of that, and the rest of everything else, was holding his shoulders in. He said what? She said a man moves and walks like a gorilla, in an aggressive stance with his shoulders spread and his arms rounded, trying to take up as much space as possible. A woman holds her shoulders in, not forward or up, and her arms closer to her body. All the gestures an mannerisms thought of as feminine resulted from this. It changes the posture of the body and even controls the way the hips move. He shouldn't hold them in too much or he would look like a boy who was gay rather than like a girl. Sam looked dubious, so she asked him to try it. He did. She told him not to stiffen up, to let the effect flow through his whole body. He walked around a little, and this what the fuck is happening expression came over his face. I was surprised too. Ross said good. Don't try it outside at night unless he was with a group of people. He might get raped. We told him we were staying with Silver and arranged to meet the next day. He said he was staying with Dean. Before he left Ross leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss. He seemed bemused. Fool What do you say to a naked lady? I knew the place was clothing optional, but everybody I had seen so far had exercised that option. Except indoors at night. Until now. I said hello. She smiled and said hi, how are you? The only things she had with her were the towel in her hand and the elastic that kept her hair off her shoulders. She was even barefoot. She had an even tan, lightly trimmed hair, and no tattoos or piercings. Her nipples were hard and brown. I thought one of her breasts looked slightly larger than the other, but I might have been mistaken. They were both good sized and matched the curve of her hips. She looked strong. I told her I was staying with Silver, and she said her name was Drew. She said she was surprised Silver let me stay with her. She didn't usually like boys. I said it just sort of happened. I was with two girls. She said ah and asked my name. I said I was the fool. It was what people called me. She said really? Was that how I generally introduced myself? I said I didn't generally introduce myself. People heard about me or met me through someone else. She wanted to know my real name. I said I didn't like it. She wanted to know it anyway. How could I refuse? I said it was Bonker. She humphed and said she could see why I didn't like it. She thought it wasn't so bad, or at least not much worse than fool. Did I mind if she used it? I said um, okay, if no one else was around. She said she was on her way home for dinner. She was having feta, tomatoes and cucumbers. Would I like to join her? I said yes. Drew sliced up the vegetables and we sat down. I was surprised how good it was and told her I liked it. She said it would be better when local tomatoes came into season. I asked where her parents were? She said they lived nearby and had mostly let her stay at the cottage with a roommate since she had turned sixteen. They thought that was old enough for someone to be on her own if she wanted to be and could handle it. She did and the two of them could. I said she was lucky. Most parents weren't that trusting. She said it was this place. People here looked out for each other, and she had learned to be responsible. After dinner she said she would be more comfortable if I took off my clothes. It was sort of strange being the only one naked, especially since we had just met. I said I could understand that. But how did I know she wasn't trying to seduce me? She said I didn't. And she was. So I kissed her, after pausing to do as she had asked. She pulled me over to the bed and down next to her. I moved down to her breasts and sucked them alternately. She said yes, they really were different sizes, but she wore regular bras without a problem. I asked if she wasn't afraid going naked would make them sag? She said it probably would, but they would anyway and she would have them fixed when they did. She thought she would have them make the other breast the bigger one. I asked if that was fair? Would she have sisters take turns being the oldest if she could? She said possibly. People took turns being children and then parents. Evil Ways by Santana came up on the stereo. I moved back up and kissed her some more. She moved down and started sucking on me. She held my balls in a firm grip while her tongue moved around on my penis. I appreciated her art. She slowed down so I wouldn't come too soon. Then she sped up and I did. After she made sure she got everything, I said I was sorry for disappointing her. She said I hadn't, yet, and she didn't think I would. It turned out she was right. Later on her roommate got back and climbed into bed with us. Maybe she had gotten back earlier and I hadn't heard her. Drew said this was Phoebe. I said hello, it was nice to meet her, and we went back to sleep. Ali I get high when I see you go by My oh my When you sigh, my, my inside just flies Butterflies Why am I so shy when I'm beside you? It's only love and that is all Why should I feel the way I do? It's only love, and that is all But it's so hard loving you Ross and I were sitting at the table on Silver's porch, and she was distressed that Sam hadn't shown up when he said he would. She said he was not as in love as he thought he was. He was a moonish youth. I said he was young and inconsiderate. My coz said she liked that he was the same age as her. I said it was a fine age. And, she said, he was a very polite young man. I said the soul of courtesy. But why, she asked, did he say he would be here this morning, and not come? I didn't say anything. She said he could be thoughtless and annoying. He was a gentle person, but he needed to find the strength within that gentleness. I said you can't change who someone is. She said she didn't want to change him, she just wanted to see if there was something else in there. I said she wanted to see something else in her. She said that too. Phoebe came over, and Silver invited us inside for strawberries, yogurt and honey. Silver tried to talk to Phoebe for a while but didn't get much response. So Ross chimed in with a comment. Phoebe turned to look at her. She didn't look away. Ross said drat. She said no, not me you idiot, Silver, look, over there. Phoebe reached out and touched her hand. Ross said drat again. Is there anybody going to listen to my story All about the girl who came to stay? She's the kind of girl you want so much It makes you sorry Still, you don't regret a single day Ah, gir-ir'r'rl (deep breath) Gir-gir'r'rl She's the kind of girl who puts you down When friends are there, you feel a fool When you say she's looking good She acts as if it's understood She's coo-ool, oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo Gir-ir'r'rl (deep breath) Gir-gir'r'rl Silver said please, go for it. It was better to love vicariously than not at all. I said what if Sam shows up? Ross said he would have to wait his turn. Phoebe said he? You're seeing a boy? Ross said he was playing the part of a girl. It was complicated. Then she leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss. Phoebe stood up and led her over to the bed. She took off her shirt and bra, lay down, looked up at Ross, and unbuttoned her shorts. Phoebe's nipples were small and dark. Ross lay down next to her and kissed her. She responded well. Ross's hands roamed over her back and sides as they kissed, massaging what they touched. When one hand dipped into the front of her shorts, Phoebe rolled onto her back with Ross following. I could see the front of Phoebe's shorts moving as Ross's hand worked. Phoebe's hips moved in response. I was getting excited. I glanced over at Silver. He eyes were locked on the two girls on the bed. Phoebe's groans got louder and turned into gasps as her orgasm exploded. It seemed to last forever but was probably not much longer than usual. After Ross took her hand out of Phoebe's shorts, she beckoned Silver over to the bed. With hand and head signals she got her to climb over the two of them and lie down on the other side of Phoebe. Silver kissed the side of her neck. When Ross disengaged, Phoebe turned toward Silver and started kissing her. Ross stood up and straightened her clothing. I put away the food and joined Ross on the porch. I knew Silver wouldn't take much more advantage than she already had. She would just let Phoebe do whatever she wanted. 4 Jake Ali thought I looked sad when I stopped by to visit her and Ross. We sat at the table on he porch. Ross: They say you are a melancholy fellow. Jake: I am so. I do love it better than laughing. Ross: Those that are in extremity of either are abominable fellows, and betray themselves to every modern censure worse than drunkards. Jake: Why, 'tis good to be sad and say nothing. Ross: Why then, 'tis good to be a post. Jake: I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician's, which is fantastical; nor the courtier's, which is proud; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious; nor the lawyer's, which is politic; nor the lady's, which is nice; nor the lover's, which is all these: but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects. Ross asked what was it this time? I asked why it had to be anything? I just liked wandering around in the woods contemplating how stupid, insane and evil the world was. Ali said it must be a girl. I said girls were just as evil and stupid as anything else. Then Sam showed up, and I got up to leave. Ross said to look out for oak trees. Sam I held my shoulders in and said hello. Ross said what was this? I was late. I sat down and said I came within a hour of my promise. She said I didn't act like someone in love. I said I was sorry. She said she might as well be seeing a snail. I said a snail? She said a snail was always home. And besides, they were hermaphrodites. They never had to worry about gender. Then she asked what I would say to her if we were out somewhere? I said I would kiss her before I said anything. She said I should talk first and kiss when I ran out of things to say. I asked what if she wouldn't kiss me? She said that would give me something else to talk about. I asked how I could run out if I loved her? She said I had before. What would I do if she wouldn't have me? I said I would die. She said no one in all of history had ever died of love. Ross: Leander, he would have lived many a fair year, though Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned; and the foolish coroners of that age found it was 'Hero of Sestos.' But these are all lies. Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. Sam: I would not have my right Rosalind of this mind, for I protest her frown might kill me. Ross: By this hand, it will not kill a fly. But come, now I will be your Rosalind in a more coming-on disposition, and ask me what you will. I will grant it. Sam: Then love me, Rosalind. Ross: Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and Saturdays and all. Sam: And wilt thou have me? Ross: Ay, and twenty such. Sam: What sayest thou? Ross: Are you not good? Sam: I hope so. Ross: Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing? Ross said Ali must play the priest and marry us. I said yes, please. Ali said she couldn't do that. Ross said go ahead, say the words. Will you Sam. So we all stood up and Ross took my hand. Ali said would I, Sam, have to wife this Ross? I said I would. Ross asked me when? I said as soon as Ali could marry us. Then, she said, I must say the words. I did. I said I took her, Ross, for wife. She said she might ask from whom, but that she did take me, Sam, for wife. She didn't wait for Ali. And now we had to consummate the marriage. I said it was only a pretend marriage. She said it would only be a pretend consummation. She promptly dropped all her clothes on the floor and giggled. She told me to take off mine too. Well, the place was clothing optional. So I did, mostly. Ross had me leave my boxers on. Her nipples were puffy and light, her eyes a bluish gray, and she had a few light brown freckles in various places. She put her arms around me and kissed me. My erection poked her in the stomach, and she marched me backward toward the bed. Ali sat down at the table. Ross laid me down under the green leaves. Her hand explored my chest, clavicle, ribs and belly as we continued to kiss. I felt her breasts and crotch pressed into my side. After a little while she climbed between my legs and started grinding her pudendum against my cloth encased penis. I pushed back at her like a girl. I didn't understand what was going on. It felt like I was watching someone else. What I did at Fred's party might have seemed sudden, but I had been sleeping in the same room with Chase and watching her have sex for months. Was the idea of privacy obsolete? Books and movies had turned sex into something you watched instead of something you did. Or maybe it was just a different way for friends to share sex. Ali was watching us. She was biting her lip but not playing with herself. I was getting more excited as Ross rubbed against me. I tried to hold out, but before too long I gasped and came in my shorts. This excited Ross. She kept going, and I was still hard when she grunted out her orgasm and collapsed on top of me. Jake Hart was by herself at the beach, so I said hello and put my towel down next to hers. We talked a bit. I told her I was staying with Dean and about finding Sam. She said her boyfriend was staying with her and her parents. I expressed surprise and asked how she had worked that? She said they knew the two of them were having sex and so had agreed there was no harm in having him here. It was a little awkward. Her bed was in the living area, so her mother had to knock on her own bedroom door before she came out to the bathroom at night. She had not caught them in the middle of something, so she thought her mother must listen and wait until things were quiet. She didn't know which was more embarrassing, her parents hearing her orgasms, or hearing theirs afterward. But it was worth it. I noticed her glancing at my growing erection as she told her story but pretended I didn't. It wasn't anything she hadn't seen before. The kids around us pretended to mind their own business. She offered to put sunblock on my back, so I lay down on my stomach. I heard her squeeze some lotion onto her hand and felt her smooth it on my upper back, shoulders and neck. She got some more and did my middle back and ribs. I heard the plastic bottle wheeze again and felt her massage my lower back and the halfway down my buttocks. She dabbed some on her arms and breasts and thighs then asked me to do her back. I hesitated for a moment, but then sat up and explored her shoulder blades and spine and part of her pelvis. She thanked me. I woke up from my doze when Hart asked if I would go swimming with her? The lake was formed by an earthen dam near the cottages. A rock face rose on the far shore. It was deep and fairly wide, so it wasn't safe to swim alone. The water was cold and clear. I was a strong swimmer, but she was stronger. I squinted into the black nothingness of the water with each stroke. We climbed out on the rocks on the other side to rest, and after a few minutes I was ready to start back. She angled away from the beach, and we reached shallow water under some trees. She turned around and kissed me. We put our arms around each other, and I explored farther down her buttocks. The exercise had warmed us up. After a few minutes I asked what about her boyfriend? She said what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. And besides, she thought he was cheating on her. She pulled herself up onto my hips and I guided myself into her. It took a couple tries. I'm looking through you, where did you go? I thought I knew you, what did I know? You don't look different, but you have changed I'm looking through you, you're not the same Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right? Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight You're thinking of me, the same old way You were above me, but not today The only difference is you're down there I'm looking through you, and you're nowhere I don't know how she managed to stay slippery in all that water and didn't ask. I felt our backs arching and her arms pulling against my neck as we drove ourselves into each other. We rested at the bottom of each stroke, pulled apart, and pushed together. Our lips sucked and our tongues flirted. The water supported her weight, we just had to hold ourselves together. She had her legs crossed behind me and I felt her ankle pressed into the pivot point at the top of my pelvis. I pulled the bottom of her buttocks toward me and felt her muscles working. We gradually increased our speed. She leaned back and ground her clitoris against me. A soft panting matched her movements, and she grunted quietly a few times when she came. She focused her eyes on me and pulled herself up against me. I stared out across the lake over her shoulder. I felt the smile against my cheek widen when I grunted out my own orgasm and shot her full of cum. Ali Even though most of the cottages didn't have phones, the whole area had wi-fi. About Yesterday Phoebe Mon, 6:32 AM To: Ross If the scorn of your bright eyne Have power to raise such love in mine, Alack, in me what strange effect Would they work in mild aspect! Whiles you chid me, I did love; How then might your prayers move! He that brings this love to thee Little knows this love in me; And by him seal up thy mind, Whether that thy youth and kind Will the faithful offer take Of me and all that I can make, Or else by him my love deny, And then I'll study how to die. FW: About Yesterday Ross Mon, 8:46 AM To: Silver CC: Ali Wilt thou love such a woman? What, to make thee an instrument and play false strains upon thee! Not to be endured! Say this to her: that if she love me, I charge her to love thee; if she will not, I will never have her unless thou entreat for her. RE: FW: About Yesterday Silver Mon, 9:01 AM To: Phoebe CC: Ross, Ali Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe! Say that you love me not, but say not so In bitterness. Sweet Phebe, pardon me: I am but as a guiltless messenger. Ross and I were on the porch waiting for Sam again, she on the bed reading and me at the table, when a boy came up to the door and asked if this was Silver's cottage? I said it was. He came in and asked was I Ross? Ross sat up and said she was. He said he was Verne, Sam's brother. Sam had asked him to come and tell her that he had gone to talk to Chase. I saw Ross stiffen and her eyebrows lower slightly. Verne apparently didn't notice. He said that Sam had also asked him to give her this, and he held up a thin silver chain. I watched the color drain from my coz. Her chin started to tremble and her eyes glistened. A tear slid down to her chin. I went over and sat down next to her and put my arm around her. She started sobbing, and turned and buried her head in my shoulder. I held her and nuzzled her hair. I felt her shaking in my arms. Verne stood there helplessly. Silver came out to see what was going on. She took one look at Ross and turned to Verne with murder in her eyes. She drew a deep breath and I yelled Silver, no! She spun toward me. I shrank back but frowned and shook my head. I thought she was going to explode like a pressure cooker with a faulty valve, but she managed to control herself. I was impressed. She turned back to Verne and just glowered. He said no, we didn't understand. I growled what didn't we understand? He said Sam treasured the silver chain that Ross had given him. He had bought her another one to replace it. When Verne had asked him to talk to Chase, Sam had asked him to give it to her as an apology for being late. Verne said he would have been here earlier, but he had gotten lost. Sam People treat beautiful girls like royalty. The boys Chase went out with let her have what ever she wanted. And whom. It just worked better. But Verne hadn't gotten the message, maybe because they didn't actually go out, and she didn't take it well. She got mad at him when she found out he had tried to stop me from going out with her. She was mad at me for not fucking her. And she got mad at Jenny for being part of the conspiracy, even though she wasn't. Jenny freaked out when Chase broke up with her. They had been best friends forever and lovers for more than a year. I had turned off my phone, and Hour Lake had no reception. When Verne had said he wanted to apologize to me, my parents told him where I was. So he drove up and told me what had happened. He asked me to fix things, and said he hadn't known about Chase's other lovers. It was a big school, and kids mostly gossiped about girls in their own class. I drove down to the village to get reception and called Chase. I ended up telling her I would fuck her if it was okay with Ross. Not in those words, but we both knew what we meant. She seemed to think it would be. Then I called Jenny and told her I had fixed things with Chase. She said Fred had called her looking for me. He was worried about Ali. So I called him too and said she was okay. We would all be back that night and he could talk to her tomorrow. He sounded relieved. Ali When Ross had recovered somewhat, she lifted up her head and kissed me. I kissed her back. Silver watched us and Verne stared. Then Silver and I took her inside and put her to bed. Silver got in with her. I told my coz I was sorry I got so upset about Sam. She said it must have been the shock. I agreed and said I didn't want Verne to worry. I should go tell him I was okay. She asked if I was sure I was? I said I thought I would be. She said I should take better care of myself. She shouldn't have to do it all the time. I told her to get some rest and left her muttering about hysterical females. I went back outside and sat down with Verne. He said he was sorry. Sam hadn't told him how much Ross cared about him. I said he didn't know, and asked Verne not to tell him. Ross would when she was ready. Verne said alright and explained about Chase and Sam. Our hands touched when he gave me the chain. I looked at him and waited for him to pull his hand away. Then I said the next one who blinked had to kiss the other one. He did, but I think he cheated. Verne leaned across the corner of the table and kissed me. After several minutes I stopped and put the chain away. Then I went into the kitchen and got the strawberry pieces. I sat down and fed some of them to him one by one, and he fed some to me. It was a kind of ceremony. Food and rituals have magic. Then I led him over to the bed and took off my shirt and bra. I lay back and he sucked on my breast. He cradled it in his hand, and stroked the erect nipple of my other breast with the thumb of his other hand. My chest was on fire, and I rocked my hips to feel the sensation of my tight pants against my crotch. His mouth and tongue moved back and forth between my breasts, and when one hand wandered down my stomach, I undid my pants. His hand moved inside and under my panties. I started moaning when it found my wetness, and he moved up and kissed me some more. I put my arms around him and held on. I broke the kiss when I felt the powers moving inside me and started to pant. They gathered and surged and exploded through my convulsing body. He was a little surprised, and I wondered how powerful Chase's orgasms got. The ones at the party had seemed pretty good. I undid his pants and had him take them off. He could keep his shirt on. If a couple shared pajamas I thought maybe the girl should keep the pants and the boy should wear the top. It would look sexier and there were ways it could work. Verne was on his back this time. I slid my hand down and caressed his balls while we kissed. Oh yes, this was good. I liked the way they slipped from side to side when I squeezed them. I moved up and stroked his penis. Most of what had come out earlier had disappeared with his briefs, but there was more. I spread it around, then moved down to taste it. I liked the slimy feel in my mouth. I pumped him for more and noted his inarticulate commentary. Words would have been distracting. He started posting, taking one stroke for every two of mine. Some time later I got tired of dribs and drabs and went after the mother load. I increased my speed and the pressure of my tongue. He followed. He was breathing from his hips, their motion forcing enough air into his lungs even with his increased need. That was it, keep going, almost there, and, yes. He spurted into my mouth and, oh my god, just kept coming. Umph, ah, umm. I felt like a chipmunk by the time he was done. I could always count on Chase to find the good ones. He fell back panting. I savored his offering for a while, then started swallowing it slowly. He watched me, it was instinctual. Sex wasn't just about seeing and touching and orgasms, even though most people thought it was. It was about putting cum inside a female and keeping it there. I got goosebumps as it slithered down my throat, and was a little sad when I had it all in my stomach. But I liked the idea of it working its way through my belly. It might take two or three days. That was the problem with boys. Everything they gave you eventually came back out again. I wished I could be like a bat and store it for future use. Or maybe I should do like Ross and be part boy myself. Or like Chase and work on the logistics of resupply. But of all these friends and lovers There is no one compares with you And these memories lose their meaning When I think of love as something new Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more 5 Fool I traced the bottom of Drew's ribs and asked if she and Phoebe were lovers? She said sometimes. I asked were they lovers now? She said no. Sort of. It depended on how broadly I wanted to define now. Or what I meant by lovers. I thought about it. I wasn't going to ask her what they did and how often. I didn't want to know and it assumed some sort of schedule, which they didn't seem to have. I asked if she was seeing any boys? She said not right now. She had an on again off again relationship with one. I asked if she loved him? She said yes, of course she did. She loved me too, and Phoebe. And she didn't mean just as friends. She was mostly in love with me right now, since we had just met, but that would pass. She asked if I wasn't still in love with all the girls I had ever liked, even the ones I also hated? I said the possibility had never occurred to me. I hadn't ever thought about it. She said do. So I did. But not for very long. I said yes, I was in love with all of them. She said good, that was why she married me. I felt myself start to panic. I tried to say married? but it came out as more of a squeak. She said jumping the broom, crossing the threshold, wearing a ring. They were all fairly explicit representations of sex. If two people used sex to create an emotional bond, that bond could not be broken. They were in some sense married. That was closer to the truth than the legal or the religious definition. I said I didn't know if I was ready for all this. She reached down and said I felt pretty ready, and more excited by the idea than scared. I had to admit that yes, I did. We didn't say anything for a while after that. Sam Verne put on his pants when I showed up. Ali said hello and went inside. She didn't bother to put on her shirt. Her nipples were sweet and lovely. We sat at the table and I said just like that? Verne said just like that. She and Ross had been upset about my not being here at first, and then it just happened. He hoped I didn't mind. We hadn't always gotten along, and now here he was moving in on my friend. I said I had no problem with it. Did he mind if I went out with Ali? He looked a little puzzled and asked what about Ross? I said it seemed like the two of them were always together. Going out with Ross was sort of like going out with both of them. He said he was okay with whatever worked for Ali. He was just glad she liked him. Ross came out and said hello to me and hello, brother, to Verne. He said hello, cousin, to her and asked us to say goodbye to Ali for him. Then he left. Ross went over and got the chain and put it on. She thanked me for it, then sat down and asked how things were with Chase? I said I had straightened them out. She still wanted to have sex with me if it was okay with her. Ross said fine, as long as I could still straighten out for her. I said I thought I was supposed to be a girl? She said yes, she had just meant as long as I still got excited about her. I said I did. She asked if Verne had told me how upset Ali had gotten about my not being here? I said yes, and more than that. She said oh, how they had looked at each other and fallen into bed? It was very sudden. I said speaking of sudden, Dean and Jake and I had been practicing together and had decided to put on a concert out on the lawn by the cottages that afternoon, as an end of the weekend celebration. I hoped Ali and her and Silver would be there. She said they would. Someone else knocked and came in. She said she was mad at Ross for showing her note to Silver. Ross said this was Phoebe, and she wasn't going to keep secrets from Silver. Ross was her friend and her guest. Silver came out to see what was going on. Ross said if Phoebe didn't like her, she should like Silver. She was in love with Phoebe. Phoebe turned to Silver and asked her to tell Ross what it was to be in love. Silver said it was to feel sad and lost, as she did for Phoebe. Phoebe said as she did for Ross. I said as I did for Ross. Ross said right. Silver said it was to feel passion and desire, like you would do anything, as she would for Phoebe. Phoebe said as she would for Ross. I said as I would for Ross. Ross said stop this. It was like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon. She could fix everything, but we weren't going to like it. All of us stared at her. She took a deep breath and said she wasn't really a lesbian. She was bisexual. Phoebe and I said what? Silver said it figured. Ross said she was sorry she had lied. It had seemed like a good idea at the time. She asked Phoebe if she could understand Silver's obsession now and not feel so threatened by it? She told me she loved me and hoped I still liked her. She said she cared about Silver but had abused her hospitality. She hoped Silver could forgive her. Silver and Phoebe looked at her. Then they looked at each other. Phoebe said maybe they could try to work things out. Silver said maybe they could. Ross said good. Now that everything was settled, she wanted me and Verne to come over for dinner after my concert. She wanted Phoebe and Drew and the fool to come too. And she wanted Silver here. Did she mind her and Ali having it at her cottage? Silver said um, alright. Ross said good again, now she just had to tell Ali what they were doing. It's been a long time Now I'm coming back home I've been away now Oh how, I've been alone Wait till I come back to your side We'll forget the tears we've cried But if your heart breaks Don't wait, turn me away And if your heart's strong Hold on, I won't delay Fool And. Fool: Uh, uh, mm, mm! Drew: Oh, oh, ah, oo, oo! Yes. Ali I spent the time before the concert cutting up vegetables. We had brought potatoes, onions, carrots, cauliflower, tomatoes, chickpeas and spices, and planned to make curry. Ross spent the time running around doing other stuff. She and Silver moved the table from the porch inside to make one table long enough for all of us. Ross moved chairs outside so people could sit on the porch until the food was ready, and set the table. She started packing the car, since we would have to leave after dinner. The fool showed up to get his bodhran, a 14 by 4 inch Irish frame drum played with a double headed tipper. Jake had asked him sit in even though he hadn't been to the rehearsals. He said it was a good thing he was a fool. I said hadn't he played the songs with Dean's band? He said yes, but on his drum set and with different arrangements. Then we all showered and got dressed for the concert. It was warm and it had been a busy day. The fool's bit about trying to pretend not to be shocked to see us naked was getting old, even though he had changed it from broad to slightly more subtle humor. But I guess he needed the practice. His colors were as bright as usual. We walked over together and found Phoebe and Drew. Some people had brought chairs to sit in back, but most of us had brought blankets or towels. Jake: Good my lord, bid him welcome: this is the motley-minded gentleman that I have so often met in the forest. He hath been a courtier, he swears. Fool: If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one. Jake: And how was that ta'en up? Fool: Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause. Jake: How seventh cause? Good my lord, like this fellow. Dean: I like him very well. Fool: God 'ild you, sir; I desire you of the like. I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to swear and to forswear, according as marriage binds and blood breaks. A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own. A poor humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else will. Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house, as your pearl in your foul oyster. Drew hit him, but not as hard as Ross or I would have. He tried to look abused. The band had set up four chairs on the grass as their stage, and they had no sound system. It was a good thing it was a small crowd. When it looked like everyone who was coming was here, they walked over and took their seats. People stopped talking a looked up. Dean thanked them for coming and introduced the band. They played Help, Sgt Pepper, A Little Help from my Friends, Lucy in Sky, Penny Lane, Strawberry Fields, and Here Comes the Sun. It was a short concert. They couldn't do all the effects in some of the songs, but they could do a lot with the harmonies and two lead guitars. I thought the way they did the crowd noises in Sgt Pepper worked well. They sang the brass band part like jazz singers. Chase had done that part on synthesizer. Everyone seemed to enjoy the concert. Ross Dean had barely spoken two words to me since I had gotten here. I went over as they were packing up and asked if there was a problem? Other than the thing with Fred? He said yes, there was. This wasn't the best place to talk about it, but I needed to know. Dean said he was nearly two years older than me and had just turned eighteen. So I was now underage. I said we could still just go out. He asked what were the chances that we would end up doing something we didn't intend to do? I said um, nearly certain. I knew it was unlikely that anyone would care or say anything about our ages, but if someone did he could go to prison for years. I didn't want to risk that. He said he was sorry. If we still wanted to, we could start seeing each other again when I turned eighteen. I said good. I wasn't ready to get married yet, which was the other solution. He said he was glad I had met Sam. I kissed him and wished him well. Ali A girl came over to Ross and me and introduced herself as Hart. She said she was glad things had worked out for us and thought Ross had handled the situation well. We were surprised. Ross thanked her and asked how she knew about it? Hart said it was a very small community. Everyone, or at least all the kids, had known what was going on and had been waiting to see what would happen. They had been worried about Silver and Phoebe. We said we were glad things had worked out too. She smiled and said she hoped we had a good dinner and a good evening. The boy she was with looked like he might say something, but Hart said goodbye and told him to come along. He turned and followed her over to talk to Jake and the band. Ross asked me what that was all about? I said I had no idea. Verne came over and said he was going to wait for Sam, but that they would be over soon. I said I hoped so and kissed him. I lingered a bit, and he looked a little dazed afterward. I hoped he and Sam wouldn't get lost again. Verne and Sam both drove over so they could leave from here. We had more cars than we needed, and would have to plan better if we got invited back. Ross asked Sam if they were going to form a new band? He said no. He and Dean might if Dean stayed around after graduation. But Jake had only stayed with Dean out of loyalty. When Dean told him he didn't need to, Jake decided to go back with the rest of the old band. After dinner Ross and Sam and Verne and I went out on the porch. I suggested we all just take our pants off to start with. It would make things easier. Verne and Sam both looked a little embarrassed. Ross giggled and asked how they had thought we were going to manage things? We had eight people and only two beds. Ross and I knew that Verne and Chase had been having sex, and that Sam and Verne shared a room. Given that their parents didn't know what was going on, that meant Chase had gone into Verne and Sam's room. Verne wouldn't have gone into Jenny's room, although she might have been involved somehow. So Verne and Sam might not have had sex in the same bed before, but they couldn't claim to be shy around each other. They didn't pretend to be after they realized I was serious. Ross and I took off ours, and they sort of shrugged and did the same. Now nobody would lose their keys. Ross and I had discussed who should get in the bed first. It was against the end to the porch, so someone had to. She'd had Sam in there before I'd had Verne, so they crawled in first and scooted over to leave us room. I kissed Verne standing up to give them time to get started. Spontaneity worked better if you did some planning. My hands started wandering and got lost for a while. They found each other in the middle of his back and each wanted to go where the other had been, but it was time to move on. I pulled him down to the bed without removing any more clothes. He kissed me, and his hand went under my silky shirt and explored my front. It slid over my bra and caressed each nipple. It seemed to like this sort of thing, because it moved down and caressed me through my panties. It started rubbing and I started getting wetter. When Verne could feel how wet I was through my panties, I sat up and took off my shirt and bra, then lay down and lifted my hips to remove them. He finished undressing and reaching inside me. I noted Ross was also making progress. Verne found my clitoris and bent down to taste my breasts. When Sam climbed on top of Ross, I pulled Verne onto me and guided him inside. He pushed in a little, came out some, pushed in more, got deeper with each stroke, and paused when he was all the way in. Then we started moving, Verne and I together, and Ross and I in syncopation. Our speeds stayed close but varied slightly. Sometimes the syncopation held, sometimes they passed us. The boys held each other in check without realizing it. Then when Sam got a little ahead again, I pushed Verne to keep up. Ross knew what I was doing, but since Sam was the one going faster, it was easier for me to control the speed. I gradually picked up the pace. Everyone was getting more excited. And of course Ross got there first. I followed her as she approached orgasm, and when it hit Sam pumped away to keep her there. I waited to see what he would do next. He slowed down a little but kept pushing himself. I didn't think he would take long, and I was right. He gasped and came into her, and then it was just me and Verne. He was ready, so I waited a little then let myself go, and soon afterward heard him grunt as he came inside of me. God that felt good. Fool After the other four went outside, the rest of us just took off our clothes. I had slept with all of them before. Silver had been sleeping on the outside of the bed, so she let me and Drew get in first. Ali said Ross had encouraged Silver and Phoebe to get physical, but they hadn't actually had sex yet. At least not as far as any of us knew. They got in after us and didn't seem shy with each other. Silver kissed Phoebe and put her arm around her. I kissed Drew and moved my hand from her breast to her navel to her clitoris. She kissed me harder. Her hips started rocking. Silver's hand on Phoebe was getting similar results. I kept my fingers moving and was rewarded with and a gasp and spasm from Drew, followed not too long after by one from Phoebe. I climbed on top of Drew and guided myself into her. She was still excited from her orgasm and kissed me fervently as we moved together. Her legs were drawn up slightly. Silver and Phoebe watched us. I couldn't tell what they thought of seeing a boy and girl having sex. Phoebe started at Silver's neck and kissed down her body to her clitoris. She seemed to like what she found, and worked on it with the expected results. Silver whimpered. I liked what I was doing and kept doing it. Drew liked it too and helped. Silver's whimpers turned into gasps and we felt the bed rock as she came. Drew stopped kissing me to gasp out her own orgasm. Everyone watched me as I grunted and shot my cum into Drew. Phoebe smiled a little. Verne came in a minute later and said he needed to start back. Drew also got dressed and said good night. Phoebe went out on the porch with Ross and Ali. It was just as well that Drew and Verne left. Girls seemed sort of okay, but I didn't think I would like seeing her with another boy. Well I know that I'm a wicked guy And I was born with a jealous mind And I can't spend my whole life Trying just to make you toe the line You better run for your life if you can, little girl Hide your head in the sand little girl Catch you with another man That's the end ah little girl Silver and I started cleaning up. I asked Silver if she would have sex with me? I could pretend to be a girl. It worked for Sam and Ross. I would wrap an ace bandage around my crotch. She picked up a chef's knife and offered to make it my time of the month. I said um, no, that's okay, I would just shut up now. Except there was one other thing I wanted to ask for her help with. Ali Phoebe came out on the porch to join us after Verne left. We were still in bed, so she climbed over Sam and started kissing Ross. Sam and I watched them for a moment, then he turned to look at me. He was with Ross and had run out of things to say. I couldn't think of anything either, so I lay back down and kissed him. If he was surprised, he didn't show it. I was, but only a little. Ross and I had been sort of sharing him already. Sam didn't know what to do. He knew Ross and I had an unusual relationship. He knew I wanted something but didn't know how far to go. If he got it wrong he might have both of us mad and him. I didn't leave him hanging too long. I reached down and felt his penis, and watched Ross go down on Phoebe. There wasn't really enough room in the bed, but that was part of the fun. Like playing twister. When Sam was hard enough and then some, I turned around. He kissed the back of my neck, and I felt his fingers move over my buttocks and find my vagina. He moved into position and tried to line up his erection. I pushed my rear back a little farther. He found the right angle and pushed into me. Doing it this way required a different rhythm. We squirmed around until we found something that worked. He held onto my hip. When he reached farther around, I parted my legs a little to let him in. I had been wondering what his fingers were like since I had seen him with Chase at the party. They did know what they were doing. I came twice more before he did, and Phoebe came three times. We dozed until Silver and the fool came outside with a table. Sam and Phoebe got dressed while the fool and I brought out chairs, then said good night. I was thinking we should probably leave too, but Silver started kissing Ross. She was always popular with the ladies. They headed for the bed, and the fool and I sat down at the table. I said I heard he had been sleeping around. What did a girl have to do to get some attention? We both said take off her clothes at the same time, but with different intonations. It was a joke from the one previous time we'd had sex. He said hold a slumber party. I said have sex in public? He said he had wanted to sleep with me and Ross, but Silver abducted him. I said I knew I took advantage of his feelings. He looked away and said he didn't mind, he liked being with me. I touched his hand. When he looked up, I leaned forward and kissed him. After a minute I reached under the table to check, then told Ross and Silver to move over. Silver looked up from between Ross's legs and they did. She went back to what she was doing and my coz resumed her appreciation of it. I pushed the fool down on the bed and lowered myself onto his erection. Then I fucked him for all he was worth. Which, as it turned out, was quite a lot. Ross A good story needs no epilogue. This one might, but I'm too tired right now. After Ali has rested a bit, I'll wake her up and let her do the rest of the driving. If any of what you've seen has pleased you, please leave a few words. I might take off my clothes again. Notes Dean: Ross's boyfriend rhythm Fred: Dean's brother bass Jake: boy lead Chase: girl keyboards Verne, Jenny, Sam: sibs guitar Fool: friend of Ali drums Silver: girl Ross: girl Ali: Ross's cousin, Fred's girlfriend Phoebe: girl Silver likes Drew: girl Hart: girl 1 thu Sam: fights with Verne about Chase. Ali: and Ross, they see Sam and Chase. I've Just Seen a Face Fred: jealous of Ross, she and Ali leave. 2 fri Jake: sees Hart and boy in the water. Norwegian Wood Fred: Ali and Ross are gone. Sam: leaves. Ali: Silver in love, Ali and Ross move in. You Won't See Me Jake: song. Think for Yourself Sam: gets discouraged. Jake: * and fool, Sam moves in. The Word 3 sat sun Fred: asks Verne about Ali. Sam, Fool, Ali: Sam writes, * Silver and Fool, Ross and Ali read, Sam and Jake and Ross. Michelle Fool: meets Drew. Ali: no Sam. (next day) It's Only Love Ali: Ross meets Phoebe. Girl 4 sun mon Jake, Sam: * Jake and Ross, Sam is late. Jake: girl sits next to him. I'm Looking Through You Ali, Sam: Ross gets note and news. (next day) In My Life 5 mon Fool: wants Drew to himself. Sam: Ross with Sam and Phoebe. Wait Fool: and Drew return. Ali, Ross, Fool: * concert and dinner. Run for Your Life * excerpts from the play Chase and Verne in bed Sam's hand in sister's panties Ali and Ross in panties Sam's hand in Chase's pants Hart and boy in water Ross goes down on Silver Fool sucks on Drew's breasts, she goes down on him Ross's hand in Phoebe's shorts Ross and Sam in boxers Hart and Jake in water Ali kisses Ross, Verne's hand in Ali's pants, she goes down on him Fool and Drew talk Ross and Ali and Phoebe and Fool Ross: Sam Phoebe Silver Ali: Verne Sam Fool Phoebe: Silver ** (Silver and Fool clean up) Fool: Drew ** Verne and Sam on top Fool on top, Phoebe on Silver Sam behind, Ross on Phoebe Ali on top, Silver on Ross Email comments to twalden4 at juno dot com with ASSTR in the subject line.