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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky
(mc, mf)

The next morning, I walked up on the porch and almost touched my finger to
the button when the door was opened by Dicky wearing a woman's one piece
swimming suit.

"Oh, Dicky is glad to see you.  Could you help me?" he said, turning around.

"I see you've been having a lot of fun," I said, pulling the zipper up.
"How's the wife?"

"Mrs. wants Dicky to stay.  Mrs. doesn't want mean old Larry back."

"And how does Larry feel about that?" I asked with a frown.

"Larry very angry.  Larry wants to hurt Mrs.  Dicky doesn't want Mrs. to get
hurt.  Is Dicky going to have to leave Mrs?"

"You are Larry, Dicky.  Why does Larry get so mad?"

"Larry doesn't want to fail.  Daddy always whipped Larry when he failed.
Made Larry so mad when he tried and tried and tried, but couldn't make Daddy
happy.  That's why Larry hit Daddy and ran away."

I noticed Holly and a woman obviously her mother standing off to the side
listening.

"Dicky, is Daddy still alive?"

"Oh no.  Daddy died...  ten years ago.  Larry sad..  Daddy never saw his
park.  I wanted to show him.."

"Larry, tell me why you built an amusement park?  Why didn't you spend your
wife's fortune on something else?"

"Because.. I..  Larry wanted to have fun.  We never had fun after Mommy
died."

"Larry, do you still want to have fun?  Do you remember what fun is?"

"Larry has no time for fun.  He has to work hard and prove to Daddy..."

"Okay, Dicky.  Why don't the five of us go sit down and figure out what is
best for everyone, then maybe Dicky and Larry will both be happy for once."

The four of us sat down in their large living room, Dicky fidgeting with his
bathing suit's empty cups.

"Uhm, is it okay if I call you Rose?  It would be easier to call you that
than Mrs. Strodmyer when talking to Larry."

"That's fine.  Holly told me you hypnotized him?"

"No..  Holly, I thought you understood.  I haven't hypnotized one single
person that you've seen.  But don't worry about that.  I want to know what
you want.  I can't leave Larry as Dicky.  I take it Dicky told you
everything?"

"Yes.  Most of it I pretty much already suspected.  But I'll give him credit
for one thing.  He did turn his amusement park into a profitable business."

"Do you still love him?"

"I.. I'm not sure I can answer that.  I used to, but he's not the person I
thought he was."

"Dicky, is Larry listening to everything?"

"Yes.  Larry hears."

"Tell us, does Larry love Rose?"

"Yes.  Dicky loves Rose too.  Does Mrs. love Dicky?"

"I'm not sure who Dicky is.." she replied, looking at me.

"Dicky is Larry's... er... You know how they say everyone had a child inside
of them?  Well, meet Larry's."

"Then, yes.  I love Dicky."

"Larry wants to tell Rose he's sorry for..  things."

"Larry, do you love Rose enough to sign the park over to her?"

We waited for an answer, watching Dicky use his fingers to make the cups
move around.

"Dicky, did Larry hear?"

"Larry hear.  Larry in pain.  He can't give up park before he shows Daddy,
but he doesn't want to lose Rose."

"How can Larry show Daddy, when Daddy is dead?"

"Larry doesn't know.  Maybe in heaven.  Will Dicky go to heaven?"

"All good boys go to heaven.  Larry might not, but Dicky will," I said,
knowing it didn't really work that way.

"Can Dicky go to heaven now?  He could take message to Daddy so he knows
Larry did it.  Dicky wants Daddy to be proud of him."

"Dicky, sleep," I said and then helped him lay backwards on the floor.  "I
don't know what to tell him.  I mean, I'm not sure what that will do to him
if he thinks the child inside him died and went to heaven."

"Can't you just leave him like he is?  I like Dicky," Holly said honestly.

"No, I can't.  Dicky and Larry are the same person.  They're just different
parts of him.  Like when you are deciding whether you should risk flying
through a group of trees.  Part of you doesn't want to risk it, part of you
loves the risk.  Dicky wouldn't be able to cope if left by himself like
this.  The rest of Larry's mind has to be given control again.  Dicky is
just a small fraction of what he needs to stay alive. Right now, he's
extremely handicapped.

"Rose, what do you want to do?  I can turn him into what ever you want as
long as most of what Larry is doesn't change."

"Can you just let his father see his park and tell him he did a good job?
Then maybe he can relax and enjoy it."

"Hmm.  Okay.  But I'll need someone to pretend he's his dad.  Did you ever
meet him?"

"Yes, at our wedding."

I could tell she didn't care to expand on that.

"Okay, tell you what.  Rose, for two hours today, you are going to be his
father.  I'll copy everything Larry expects his father to say and how he
would react into your head, then while I'm buzzing around in Beany, Holly
can go with you and make sure nobody interferes.  And don't worry, Rose.
You'll still have control of your actions.  You will know exactly how Larry
expects his father to act, that's all.  Whether you act the part out is up
to you."

An hour and a half later, Holly and I was standing next to Beany after
unfurling her blades and checking everything for problems.

"If Beany starts to cough, just.."

"Turn the throttle down a bit, then bring it back up.  I know everything you
know about flying Beany, Holly.  How many times do I have to tell you?"

"I'm sorry. I'm just a little nervous about someone else flying her.  She's
mine now, and I don't want to lose her."

"Oh, thanks.  Well, I think I'm ready." I said, slipping the helmet on and
starting the engine.

"Hey!" she said, tapping the helmet.  I looked up at her and almost didn't
have time to respond to her kiss.

"Good luck!" she said as the engine roared up to take off speed.

"Good luck to both of us," I thought to her.

Beany lifted off the ground and soon I was flying above the tree tops.  I
loved every moment of being in the air, totally free, buzzing and hovering
like a bee.  I did short hops, then long ones, and eventually just flew
where ever my heart desired.

I had to refuel a few times, but I had bought the gas I was using, so it
wasn't like I was taking advantage of them.  When my two hours were up and I
landed for the last time,  I knew I would be doing it again someday.  Maybe
not in Beany, but in some kind of open air helicopter.  It was my new dream.

I did the regular maintenance on Beany as I waited for Holly to return.  She
drove up about forty minutes after my landing and smiled to let me know
everything had worked out fine.

"My mom and dad were on the Screaming Greek when I left them.  They are
acting like a pair of kids.  Did you do something to them?"

"Yeah.  I made them want to have fun together.  That is if you don't mind
your mom having fun with her husband."

"Larry is like a totally different person.  But he's not, either.  It's
pretty.."

"Romantic?  Maybe.  Right now, romance is about a million miles away from
their minds.  She pulled him into one of the storage sheds and they're
making out like a couple of teenagers.."

We talked for over an hour, starting with her parents, but quickly moved to
the topic we both had in common, flying in Beany. 

Sitting on the edge of the trailer, we shared our excitement and
experiences, and later I even took her flying, Timmy style.  Holly was more
of a dare devil than Penny or Suzi had been, and I had to keep switching
birds a lot quicker in fear she was wearing them out. On the seventeenth
bird, I announced I was getting tired and returned her senses to her own
body.

We spent another fifteen minutes repeating a lot of our favorite bits of the
past two days before we fell silent and just listened to the sounds of the
park in the distance.

I slipped my hand over hers, and she nearly tore my arm off pulling me to
her for a kiss.  Our kiss got very hot very fast, and the next thing I knew,
I was sitting in her lap with my hands going down the back of her jeans.  We
broke our lips apart and took a breather, staring into each other's faces,
watching each other become more aroused by the way we looked at each other.

Beany's trailer was way out in the deserted parking lot, and to both of us
it was the perfect place to make love.  We both knew it would be a one night
stand, but something about our shared love for flying in Beany made us lust
for each other's body in a way we had never felt before.

Holly slipped her hands up into my shirt and worked it over my head without
turning it inside out.  But before she could put her mouth on my male
nipples as she had planned, I got up and went further inside the trailer to
where we wouldn't be dangling our legs over the edge.

I had just sat down when Holly leapt on me, pushing me on my back while she
slobbered her mouth's juices all over my chest, working her way down to my
belly button.

Her mouth's efforts drove my lust to take a more active role, so I turned on
my magic fingers, reached down to her shoulders and started to massage the
tingly feeling into her skin.  Holly slowly began unconsciously working her
way back up, craving my finger's touch to cover greater areas of her
surface.  Once her mouth was again at a nipple, I had no trouble getting her
top and bra off, and then began freely wandering my hands over her naked
skin.

Holly's will was very strong.  She fought against my soothing touch, keeping
herself focused enough to continue her oral administrations to my chest. But
I was tiring of being the recipient.  Besides, better to give than to
receive, I always say.

Instead of just taking over, I pulled her up to me, and we sucked on each
others mouths and faces on a equal basis.  But our desire to push the other
into a unresisting state only allowed that continue for a few minutes.

After I countered two attempts to lower her mouth again, I made my own move
by making her breasts start to tingle for the craving of my mouth.  She held
her own until I gave my sucking mouth it's own little magic touch, then she
raised her head upwards in a gasp.   I quickly devoured her neck with my
thirsty mouth, sucking and licking my way down while her body slowly inched
up mine.

Holly continued to try and take some control back, and as my mouth neared
her right nipple, she began to actively rub my crotch with her right leg.
But all that did was intensify my own lust to break her will and make her
lay still moaning and screaming in ecstasy.

My hands went down to her wonderful ass, then I turned up the power in my
fingers and mouth.  Holly's arms and hands suddenly clasped themselves
around my head, locking my mouth against her breast as she started to cum
from the overdose of my magic touch.  I was gasping for air by the time she
let go, and we both had to stop to catch our breath.

"Oh my God, I've never cum like that before," she said, rolling her crotch
against my stomach.  "I hope you have protection," she said, moving her self
down so her crotch was rubbing mine.

"Shit!" I said, realizing I had given the rubber I kept in my wallet to Brad
when I was over at his house fucking his sister's ass.  I had meant to get
another one, but I had forgotten it.  "Do you really need it?  I know I'm
clean.."

"Shit!  I can't believe it!  I'll get pregnant for sure if you do it inside
me.  I was going to make you pull out even with the condom on.  You prick!
You got me all worked up for nothing?" she said, flaring her sexy nostrals
again.

I wanted her so bad, especially her ass.  I suppose I inherited my love for
anal sex from my parents, both the fucking and the being fucked parts.  So I
had no intention of letting her go without experiencing the joy of her
virgin rose.  But I wasn't going to force her, just persuade her. 

"No, not for nothing.  You see, Timmy has two cocks.  One you can see, and
one.." I paused as she shuttered, "you can't see."

"Shit that feels so REAL!  Oh GOD Tim.. OH GOD!  But.. <grunt> stop a
second.." she said, pinching the skin on my left side to emphasize she meant
it.

"What's the matter?" I said truly surprised.

"You do understand that I'll get pregnant if you really do it to me.  You're
not trying to toy with me, are you?  Or trying to get me so horny that I do
it anyway?"

"Okay, I'll admit I meant to toy with you a little.  And yes I was going to
fuck you for real.  But I can put a lock on myself so I can't cum.  There is
no way I would cum inside your pussy, accidentally or purposely.  Please
don't be mad.  I know you want it as bad as I do.  And I am telling you the
truth.  Do you want me to prove it?"

"How?" she said sarcastically.  "And before you ask, I don't do blow jobs."

"Heh, I didn't think about using me as the guinea pig.  If I can make you
cum just by touching your nose, would you believe that I can prevent an
orgasm from occurring just as easily?"

"I suppose...  But Tim, I'm not sure if I want to take the....OOOOHH!" she
said when I touched her nose with my right pinkie.  "Fuck the risks.  I love
taking them anyway."

"Then you won't mind if you take another one, will you," I said, sending her
waves of pleasure through my finger tips as they ran across her crack.

"You want to...  I don't think.... Tim, you're trying to coerce me.. Please
stop?"

"Are you sure?" I said, momentarily simulating the sensations of having both
her holes fucked.  The simulation only lasted for a second, but it was more
than I needed to break through her resistance.

"Oh my God!" she said turning her head away from me.

"I'll make it as pleasurable as I can," I begged.  "I really won't force you
into an..."

"FORCE ME?!" she said, turning her head back to face me, her eyes filled
with lust with a little anger.  "You've made me cum twice, bringing my
life's total to three God Damn orgasms, both of yours were better than my
first one.  Then I feel two invisible pricks inside me, almost making have
my fourth, and you think you're not FORCING ME by doing that?"

"God you're sexy when you're angry," I moaned, "I love the way your nostrils
flare out when you're mad.  And your ass is almost as sexy as my moms, and I
know you've thought about it before."

"Shit.  Why do you go through the trouble of asking?" she said,
disappointing me by not flaring her nostrils again.

"Then I would be forcing you to do it, and I don't want to do that.  Are you
going shut up and fuck?  Or do we have to keep argumfff," I said, getting my
answer.

She released her lips hold on mine and said, "I'll decide if and when you do
my butt, not the other way around.  You got that?"

I replied by licking her face while another twenty-seven tongues licked
other parts of her body, including her ass hole and an extra long one at her
cunt.  After her entire body had been covered, I stopped, having stroked her
fire enough and said, "Got it."

Her arms gave out and she fell on top of me, unable to stop her shaking from
the most overwhelming experience she had up to that time.  I quite frankly
was surprised by that.  I had to hold her and stroke her back for a minute
while she recovered her strength.

When she did, however, she immediately started using her tongue on my cheek,
pressing her crotch into mine, and then got up on her elbows and started to
hump.

I swear I could feel her wetness through our jeans while I teased her
nipples with my fingers and palms.  I had intended to let her drive this
part of the course, letting her control the events until she orgasmed again
with my dick in her puss.  But she was working herself up to cumming again,
finding it easier to orgasm after having experiencing it a few more times. I
had to cut power to my magic fingers when I realized it was as much of a
cause as her humping was, and finally decided I would have to make the next
move.

Holly wiggled her butt when I started rubbing it with my hands.  As I
started working them around her waist, she gave an extra long hump against
me, pushing the front of her jeans up so I could reach the button.  She did
it a few more times before I could undo it, then I helped her wiggle the
tight fitting levis down her bare ass and crotch.

I was astonished to realized she hadn't worn any underwear, and smiled as
she laid on top of me and wormed her hands down underneath her.  She gasped
in surprise when she found I hadn't worn any either, then gave me a powerful
kiss as we kicked our jeans off our legs.

Holly didn't waste any time once the jeans hit the wall.  She slid herself
up my body, then slid it back down, slipping my cock's head in between her
vaginal lips. Then she lifted her crotch up, holding my very stiff member by
it's head until it reached it's proper penetration angle.  She shuttered
twice as she slowly lowered herself onto me.

I couldn't believe her tightness.  She had fucked Justin three times, and
the first two had been too painful for her to enjoy, but managed a weak
orgasm the third time around.  I can't imagine how it would have felt if
Justin hadn't already stretched her that much.  I just hoped her ass wasn't
as tight, otherwise she would never enjoy it from all the pain.

When our crotches met, she gave another shutter, then smiled weakly at me.

"It feels better once we get into it.  It just hurts a little at first," she
explained.  I almost mentioned it would be the same when and if I did her
ass, but she pulled up and I couldn't help but moan instead.  It was a good
thing I had already put the block on my orgasm.  I would have blown for sure
on the third pump.

For the first few minutes, I was completely helpless.  Well, I wasn't
really, but it really was turning her on again to think I couldn't even move
from the pleasure I was feeling.  But after she had started to feel her own
pleasure, I started using my magic fingers (set to low power this time) on
her back and humping ass.

After feeling her speed pick up, I realized she might wear out and not let
me fuck her like I wanted to so much.  So I switched back to my original
plan.  Get her to a high point of arousal, hold her there until she does
wear out, then let her cum, but not too hard so she will still want more.

So I inserted a block to keep her arousal below a certain point, then
increased the gain on my magic fingers and mouth.

My hands found their way to her breasts, giving them long caresses and small
little pinches on the nipples.  Once I got tired of that, I got her to lay
back down on top of me, and I used my mouth on her face and neck.  Despite
the wonderful sensations my mouth and wandering hands were giving, she
didn't stay like that for long, for her humping had minimal affect in that
position.

So she got back up on her arms and spread her legs around my own and started
to power thrust.  Holly was desperate to break through the barrier I had put
up.  She of course didn't know I was doing it, but I felt she would suspect
later on.

When I felt her sweat dripping off her nose hit my cheek, I had a surge of
desire run through my body.  I was tired of being as passive as I had been,
and decided on a better and quicker plan.

I stretched my neck up and managed to lick her sweaty cheek, sending a
powerful surge of lust down her body straight to her crotch.  She had a tiny
orgasm with that, and it only fed her need to have a bigger and stronger
one.  Holly went full out, throwing every reserve she had, and man, she had
a lot. 

She had immediately fell on top of me again, and the two of us were licking
and sucking our faces and mouths like we were licking the worlds most
delicious lollipop.  Her humping speed hadn't decreased, and her slightly
altered angle had suddenly worked my dick's head against her g-spot, with a
little help of course.  With my hands roaming around her body with the touch
on high, I started to bring her to a height of arousal she couldn't
withstand for very long.

Her modest moans became screams, losing their intensity as her energy
started to give out, then suddenly stopped all together as I finally
unleashed her orgasm.

Holly stiffened and shivered all over, holding her breath and rolling her
eyes up into her head.  I didn't try to contain any of it because I suddenly
felt guilty over my toying with her.  When she let her breath out with a
moan of pure relief, she went completely limp on top of me, and then she
started to cry a little.

"I'm sorry Holly.  I didn't mean to hurt you.." I soothed.  "If you want, we
can just stop here, and I'll just wait until I get hom..."

"No!" she said, looking into my eyes.  "I'm sorry for crying.  It was just
so...  BIG!  I didn't want it to end..  I'll let you fuck my ass if you
promise it will be that good."

"Well, if it isn't, I'll keep doing it until it is," I joked.

"Okay, that's a deal," she said laying her head back down and resting.
"Tim?"

"Hmmm?" I said, trying to contain my lust while she was resting.

"You're doing something to me to make it feel that good, aren't you."

"No.  Well, not like you mean, any way.  You're worried about having sex
with another guy and never orgasming like that again.  Tell you what.  Stop
thinking about giving yourself to me, and I'll make it so that what ever guy
you fall in love with and marry can give you orgasms as good as that. Deal?"

"Do I have to marry him first?" she said.

"Yep, and marry him for love, not just so you can get your orgasmic high.  I
don't want to turn you into a fuck slut."

"Oh, thanks, I think.  Shit.  You're still as hard as when we started. Isn't
that, like, uncomfortable?"

"Only in the sense than I'm fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck your
ass every second.  But I can wait a bit longer before I start to loosen you
up.  I'm sorry about wearing you out like that."

"I'm not.  Look, don't worry about me.  Start what ever you have to do. This
is going to hurt, isn't.  I can tell the way you're avoiding it."

"Yeah, it will hurt.  But it's worth it.  And I don't say that without
experiencing it myself."

"What do you mean?  You let some guy fuck you?"

"Not some guy, but my best friend, Joey.  We're close and... Shit, you're
getting wet again.  Well, you're as rested as you're going to get."

"Ohhh..." she moaned as I started stimulating her ass with my finger power.

Holly suddenly rolled us over, placing me on top of her.

"Fuck me.  Get me so horny that I don't even feel the pain.  That's what
Justin did the day he took my cherry.  Fuck me like the slut you were
talking about."

She was rolling her crotch around, getting turned on by her own words which
were having the same effect on me.

I looked at her and licked my lips like I was a hungry wolf coming for the
lamb, then made my mouth water like I was about eat oranges.  She shivered
as my drool started to drip onto her chin, then used her tongue to gather
and catch the drips as I slowly began to pump.  The otherwise gross act of
swallowing someone else saliva like that was driving us both even deeper
into the fuck lust that I was still holding at bay.

We sloppily sucked on each others mouths like animals after I had finally
lowered my mouth to hers.  We almost reached the point where we would have
sucked the snot out of each other's nostrils, but my own need to cum pushed
me to stop and start preparing her for rear entry.

Holly was trying to drive my humping faster with her own humping.  But I
maintained my slow speed, only quickening when I felt she was starting to
get discouraged.

I pulled out and said, "Time to find out what kind of slut you are.  Tell me
what you want."

"Oh, Tim... Fuck me..  Just fuck me..."

"Nope.  No until you say it."

"Tim, please? Fuck me!"

"No, not that kind of it.  What are you?"

"Oh," she said, almost braking into a grin. "I'm a slut.  Fuck this slut."

"Okay, that's getting better.  Try some more.  You can be my slut if you
want."

"Uhm, all right.  Tim, fuck your slut.  She wants you to fuck her slutty
cunt.  How's that?"

"Pretty good, but still is kinda dry.  Get really dirty, then I'll use my
invisible cock on you while I get your ass ready."

"Okay," she said, frowning a little. But then she laid her head back down,
closed her eyes, and said, "Timmy..  Your fucking little slut wants your big
bad prick up her hot tight slit.  Fuck me, Tim.  Fuck your slutty.. whore.
Fuck me,  Fuck my brains out!  OH!  YES..  Fuck ME.  I'm such a fucking
slut.  I WANT IT!  FUCK ME!"

I was sending her ass hole waves of stimulus, causing her to worm and gasp.
Her legs had parted as far as they could, and as her words became
meaningless, the drawbridge started to rise.  Holly's winking hole came into
full view as her feet reached the height of my chest.  My dick surged with
anticipation when I moved forward, allowing her calves to rest on my
shoulders as I aimed my warhead at its target.

The head rested against the flinching entrance as I helped myself to her
juices to lubricate it.  I was almost finished when she suddenly orgasmed,
her anus opening up and swallowing my pleasantly surprised dick.  I reacted
immediately by pushing my cock in all the way, and was rewarded by her ass
clamping down while she screamed in pleasure.

Holly wasn't feeling any pain at all.  In fact, she was overwhelmed by the
orgasms she started to have, her screams and cusses probably carrying all
the way into the next county.  I was almost afraid to start the pumping
action, but my lust had been patient long enough.  I couldn't wait any
longer.

I got down on my hands hovering myself over her and started to fuck her ass
like I had never fucked before.  I pistoned in and out of her without mercy,
touching the ground only with my toes and the palms of my hands.   Holly
cried out loud moans with each pump, tears and sweat pouring off her
twisting face, while her ass pushed to meet each hump.

She passed out as her ninth orgasm rippled through her body, but came to
seconds later.  I saw the look of a wild animal in her eyes, and that
brought back my desire to break her to my will.  Her eyes snapped shut when
my invisible cock entered her smushed pussy, then opened wide again as her
eyes rolled up into her head and passed out.

I felt like I was blowing her mind.  Holly passed out five or six times
before I let my orgasm explode inside her ass.  As my seed shot into her
rectum and splashed against her walls, Holly spasmed and shivered, her
tongue and mouth attempting to escape the rest of her squirming body.  When
I finally collapsed on top of her, Holly came once more before passing out
again.

I laid there for nearly twenty minutes, enjoying the feel of her body
beneath me as I restored my strength and waited for her to awaken.  But even
as I pulled out of her, Holly never stirred.  I covered her up with a
blanket from the limo, and  waited around for over an hour before inserting
my address and phone number in her head.  I kissed her forehead before
climbing out of the trailer to leave.  I closed the doors to the trailer
without locking them, not wanting her to be discovered like that if someone
just happened by.

As the limo pulled out of the parking lot, I said a silent good bye to both
Beany and Holly, swearing I would ride both of them again.

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Cumming soon: Chapter X

Here's a sample:
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"So, what are we going to do?" John asked after I handed him a glass of my
father's drink.  "And what's this stuff," he added after taking a whiff.

"You'll like it.  It's a family recipe.  I want to show you some of... well,
I don't really know what to call it.  Just trust me.  You'll enjoy it."

"Wow!  This is good!  What's it called?"

"Life's essence, but we call it the drink of sex.  You'll be feeling pretty
horny in five or ten minutes.  But don't worry.  You will have plenty of
chances to work it out."

"Uhm, okay..  I'm done."

As we made our way down the stairs, I asked John, "Hey..  You ever... you
know.. do it with a girl?"

John turned red, then said, "Sorta.  Well no.  Remember Tina Richards?  Over
the summer we sorta fooled around and stuff.  She gave me a blow job once.
That was excellent.  And she let me feel her up.  But we never did it, and I
never actually saw anything.  She got a boyfriend when school started and we
haven't really done anything since."

"John my friend," I said, opening the door to the boy's gym.  "You will
forget Tina Richards after today."

He looked at me strangly, but then went in the door.

The pom-pom dance team, thiryeight junior and senior girls with bodies of
lovelyness, were all sitting on the floor in their Golden Girls outfits,
discussing future events and plans.

John looked at me again, this time with a hopeful look.  I think the drink
was having its effect.  I just winked at him, then we walked up to the
group.

I walked up to the girls and said, "Afternoon, ladies."

"Hi, Tim!" they all said as they jumped to their feet excitedly.

"Are you ladies ready for some fun?"

They all said they were, then John asked, "What are they going to do,
dance?"

"Let's just say it will be a dance you'll never forget," I said
mysteriously, causing a few girls to giggle. "Come to think of it, I'll
never forget it either.  Ready Joey?"

"Yeah!" Joey said from on top of the bleachers where he had been waiting all
this time. "Doors are locked, windows are covered, and the guards are in
place."

"Okay!!" I said loudly to make sure everyone heard.  "Is everybody sure they
are okay with this?  Once we start, we won't be stopping!  Last chance to
chicken out!  Okay John.  Lets grab our seats."

Julie and Terri rushed up with our two fold up chairs and set them in the
center of the gym.  John and I took our seats, back to back to each other.

"All right girls, just give me and Joey a minute to prepare you.."

"Prepair for what?" John insisted.  "Come on Tim..  I'm about to cream in my
shorts just from what I think is going to happen."

"Shhh.  Tit tightening,"  I said as Joey and I started to find the muscles
in each girl's chest so they wouldn't flop around so much and hurt.  It
probably would take some of the effect away, but they also looked really
firm that way.  Joey and I had been practicing and building up the girl's
muscles for almost two weeks.  It had been part of the deal to give them the
ability to do this on their own once we had those muscles built up.  Well,
and once we figure out how to give them control.

The girls had formed a circle around us facing inward.  As Joey and I went
around the circle in opposite directions, one by one each girl shifted their
chest and then turned around facing away from us.  Once they were all facing
outward, Joey started the tape.
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