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CHAPTER 81

The movie was one of those action-thrillers that starred the latest
Hollywood couple, and had lots of explosions and car chases. I was
glad it did, because it took my mind off Sylvia for a while. But
whenever there was a love scene, all I could see was Sylvia's
beautiful face, and the ache in my stomach never really went away. 
The final scene was typical. In the midst of a lot of violence, the
hero rescued the girl from certain death. When he did, Amy nudged me,
and nodded toward Jake and Cindy. Cindy was on the edge of her seat,
clutching Jake's arm. He was watching too, but he had a slight grin on
his face. When the scene was over and the couple on the screen rode
off into the sunset together, I noticed her hand remained there.
After the movie, we walked outside, and Jake said, "Shall we go get a
sandwich or something?"
I answered, "Sure, but Amy and I have a stop to make on the way."
"Okay, I'll follow you. Uhh, Cindy, will you ride with me?"
She glanced at Amy, and when Amy nodded, she looked a little uneasy,
but she went with him to his car.
When we got to Kelly's house, I pulled up behind a ratty-looking van.
It had blacked-out windows, and Delano High School stickers all over
it. 
Amy and I went to Kelly's front door and knocked several times but no
one answered so I said, "Let's go to the back of the house, that's
where Kelly's room is."
Along the way we passed Marla's room and I remembered the first time I
had seen her. She had been lying naked on the bed, masturbating. I
remembered how sexy it had been and how beautiful she had looked, and
I guess I gasped. 
Amy said, "Are you okay?"
I was trying to think of an answer, when the pungent odor of Marijuana
hit us. We continued to the back of the house, and when we rounded the
corner we both stopped. Over on the side of the yard there's a large
tree with a bench under it. Its kind-of dark back there, but there was
enough light to see three people. Two were sitting on the bench and a
guy with a shaved head was standing with his back to us, partially
blocking the people on the bench, but when he raised his arm to take a
drag off something he was smoking, I could see that one of the people
on the bench was a girl. Then the skin-head handed what was obviously
a joint to the girl. She seemed tentative at first, then she reached
up, took it from him and took a drag. When she did, the skin-head
moved back a little, and I got a better look at the three of them. The
guy on the bench next to the girl had one hand around her shoulders
and the other hand on her breast. She had her hand on top of his, but
she wasn't pulling it away. Finally she turned toward us.
Amy and I recognized the girl at the same time, but Amy reacted
quicker than I did. She yelled "Erin!" And began running toward her.
The guy next to Erin jumped up just as Amy got there. When she jerked
Erin to her feet, the guy tried to reach for Erin, but Amy slapped his
hand away. When I got there, he yelled "What the fuck is going on." 
I pushed him backward onto the bench, and I was about to take a swing
at him, when the skin-head jumped on me from behind. He was a big guy,
and he had me around the neck, but I twisted around, punched him in
the ribs, and he let go and stumbled back. I was after the guy who had
his hand on Erin, and by now he was on his feet again. I reached for
him, but he sidestepped, grabbed me around the waist with one arm and
began pummeling me with the other. We wrestled around for a minute,
when suddenly, the skin-head was on me again. He grabbed me around the
neck and bent me back, letting the other guy start hitting me in the
ribs. These were big guys, and although they hadn't hurt me yet, I was
starting to get concerned, when suddenly the punches stopped, and the
skin-head said, "Oh Fuck," and let me go. Surprised, I looked around.
Jake had hold of the guy who'd been punching me. The guy must have
weighed close to two hundred pounds, and Jake was holding him like a
rag doll. He carried the guy to the back fence, lifted him up and
dropped him on the other side. There was a crashing sound, like he
landed on some trash cans, and the skin-head said "Oh Shit," and he
ran out the back gate after his friend.
I looked at Jake, and he wasn't even breathing hard.
Amy came up and asked, "Jake, would you take Erin out front?" When he
nodded, she said to me, "C'mon, Erin says that Kelly's inside with
some guy."
We ran into the house and I jerked open the door to Kelly's room. She
was on the bed with a guy, and he quickly jumped up. His pants were
around his ankles, and his dick was sticking straight out. 
Kelly was naked from the waist up. 
Amy said, "Pete, keep your eye on the guy," and she went to Kelly.  
When the guy bent to pick up his pants I glanced at Kelly. Her eyes
were big as saucers as she stared up at Amy. Her mouth kept opening
and closing, but no sound came out. Her blouse and bra were on the bed
next to her. Amy grabbed them, threw them at Kelly and said, "Put them
on, NOW!"
The guy finished putting on his pants, and Kelly was wriggling into
her bra, when Amy said, "Okay, how far has this gone?"
Kelly started to cry and she said, "We didn't do anything Amy, we
didn't have sex."
Amy sputtered, "What are you talking about. You're in here giving this
guy a blow job, and you say you didn't have sex!"
Kelly answered "No! I didn't do that. I was only, umm, using my hand."
The guy was nodding rapidly when Jake stuck his head in and said,
"Erin's with Cindy, is everything okay here?"
I went to Jake and said quietly, "I don't want this to get spread
around. Would you take this guy outside and convince him to keep quiet
about tonight?"
He nodded, and he took the guy by the neck and led him away. 
Dressed now, Kelly looked up at me and said, "I'm, uhh, sorry."
I said, "Kelly, I'm surprised at you. How many guys have you been
having sex with?"
She was almost pleading now, and she answered, "Nobody Pete. Nobody
since you."
Amy interrupted with, "Never mind that, where did you meet these
guys?"
"We met them at school a few weeks ago, when they came there to pick
up Cora, from history class. They don't go to our school."
Amy scowled and said, "Cora? You mean Cora Bledsoe, the one they call
'knee pads'? How long have you been friends with her?"
"We're not really friends. I help her with her homework sometimes.
Erin and I were standing around after school, talking to her about
today's lesson, when the guys drove up. Cora called this morning to
ask me a question about an upcoming test, and we got to talking. When
I mentioned that Erin was coming over tonight, she said the guys
thought we were cute, and asked if it was okay if she and the guys
dropped by after the game. I called Erin, and she said it was okay
with her."
"So when did you decide to take drugs?"
"We didn't take any drugs, there was only some pot, and uhh, some
pills. But we didn't take the pills."
"So, you don't think pot is a drug?"
"No, it's only like, uhh, beer. A little bit won't hurt you."
"Where did you hear that?"
"That's what all the kids say."
Amy exploded, "Kelly, that's bullshit! You know better than that. Is
that what you told Erin?"
"No, it was umm, Erin's idea that we should try it."
Amy stood up and turned away, as though she was thinking. And I had a
minute to consider what had happened. I was shocked and a little
embarrassed. Shocked because it was Erin's idea to try pot and
embarrassed because Kelly told Amy about us being together.
Then Amy turned back to Kelly and asked, "How far were you going to
let this sex thing go? Weren't you concerned that you were ruining
your reputations?"
"We umm, weren't going to go all the way.  Besides, the guys aren't
from our school, so we didn't think that anybody would find out."
Amy was quiet for a minute, then she shook her head and asked, "Didn't
you say that Cora was coming over?"
"Uh huh, she's out in the van with her boyfriend."
"Let's go out front. I want to talk to her."
When we got out front, Cindy and Erin were standing by my car. The guy
who'd been with Kelly was sitting on the wet grass, and Jake was
standing over him with his arms crossed. Amy went to the van and tried
to look inside, but she couldn't see through the blacked out windows,
so she turned her head and listened for a second. Then she sniffed a
couple times, and she went to Erin and grabbed her hand. She came
over, did the same to Kelly, and she took them to the van. She looked
at me and said, open the door. When I slid the side door open, the
light came on and a cloud of marijuana smoke came rolling out. A naked
guy was lying on a pile of filthy blankets and a nude girl was going
down on him. He had his eyes closed and he never even looked up. Her
eyes were open, but they were like two glass marbles. They were both
so stoned I don't think they even knew we were there and the girl
continued sucking on him.
 Amy jerked Erin and Kelly closer so they could get a better look, and
she said "CORA!" The noise caused the guy to jump, and when he did,
Cora gagged and sat back. Tendrils of phlegm made a bridge between his
cock and her mouth. She clutched at her throat, retched once and threw
up all over herself and the guy. She shook her head once, then, before
our horrified eyes, she wiped his vomit-covered cock off with her
hand, and went back down on him.
The sight was so disgusting, we jumped back, and Amy reached over and
slammed the door shut. She turned to the girls and was about to say
something, when she looked up and shouted, "Pete!"
I turned to see what she was looking at. The two guys from the back
yard were coming toward us. They were about ten feet behind Jake. They
were coming fast, and the one who'd been with Erin was carrying a long
piece of wood. I yelled, "Jake!" And I took off toward them. Jake
didn't even look around, he just grinned and said, "I see their
reflections in the back window of the van. "Which one do you want?" 
I said, "Both," as I flew past him. 
The skin-head was a few steps ahead, and he threw a wild punch at me
that missed by a foot. I hit him in the face on the way by, and he
dropped like a rock. The other guy skidded to a stop and raised the
piece of wood. But I got to him first, and I kicked him in the nuts so
hard it lifted him off the ground.
I heard a booming laugh behind me, and when I turned, Jake was
cracking up. But I wasn't done. A picture of the guy with his hand on
Erin's breast flashed before me, and I went over to him. He was
thrashing around on the ground, moaning, and holding his crotch. I
dropped on top of him. I wanted to smash his face, and I raised my arm
to do it, but it was suddenly it was being held in an iron grip. 
Thinking it was the guy's other friend, I whipped around. But it was
Jake, and he said loudly, "No. Don't kill him. If you do, we'll have
to kill them all, like we did last time."
It took me a few seconds to figure out what he meant, as he walked
over to the Skin head and said, "Get your buddies and get out of here
before he really gets pissed off. I don't want to have to explain this
to the cops."
The skin-head got to his feet, came over to where I was, and stood
there while I got up. He wouldn't look at me. He was holding his nose
and blood was streaming down his chin. I glared at him and said, "Get
his ass out of here in a hurry." He looked at the guy who was still
sitting on the grass, and said, "C'mere, give me a hand."
The guy on the grass looked at Jake first, and when Jake nodded, he
scrambled up and ran to help. They lifted and half-carried the guy on
the ground, toward the van. Jake was walking beside them, talking to
them the whole way. When they got to the van, the skin-head pulled
open the side door, and all three cried out, and stepped back. 
In a threatening voice, Jake said, "Get in the fucking van, NOW, or
I'll rub your noses in it." 
When they piled into the van and drove off, Jake came back, grinning
from ear to ear.
I asked, "What were you talking about?"
"I said that they were lucky you didn't kill them, and they had better
not come anywhere around here, or try to see the girls again, because,
next time I might not be able to stop you."
"Did they believe you?"
"Damn right they did."
"I'm sorry I got you involved in this."
He slapped me on the arm with one his huge hands, and said, "Are you
kidding? I haven't had this much fun in a long time. Watching you kick
those guys asses was..."
He stopped talking when Cindy tapped his arm and said, "Excuse me, but
there's been a little too much excitement tonight. Could you take me
home?"
It was interesting, watching his eyes soften when he looked at her and
he said, "Sure, I'll be happy to."
When they started toward his car, Amy said, "Cindy, I..." 
But Cindy waved her hand to stop her and said, "It's okay, I'll call
you tomorrow."
When they drove off, Amy said to Erin, "Would you please wait in the
car for a minute?"
When Erin left, Amy turned to Kelly and asked, "Are you okay?"
Kelly answered, "Uh huh."
"Did you learn something tonight?"
"I guess so. Uhh Amy, that stuff that went on in the van, that was
sick, wasn't it?"
"Of course it was. What you saw in the van wasn't even about sex, it
was about drugs. It was stupid people doing ugly things."
"Yeah, it was really disgusting."
"Well, what about the guy you were in bed with? How did that feel?"
"It was kind of scary. If I hadn't taken my blouse off he would have
torn it off, and he kept putting my hand on his thing."
Amy touched Kelly on the cheek for a second, then she said, "Kelly,
those were bad guys. I'll bet it wasn't that way with Pete."
"Well, I sort-of tricked Pete. But while we were together it was
great."
"Sex is supposed to be that way. It's supposed be a wonderful, loving,
thing. Remember that, and when you find the right person, make sure
that he understands that as well."
Kelly said, "Okay," and hugged Amy. Then she turned to me and held out
her arms, so I hugged her too. When we stepped back, Amy turned to
leave, and Kelly said, "Is uhh, that all?"
Amy answered, "Yes, I'm not here to scold you. If you need me, or want
to talk, count on me anytime. The rest is up to you." 
 As we started to leave, Amy stopped and said, "And Kelly, marijuana
IS a drug. Please don't ever forget that."

Erin was quiet on the short ride home. When we got there, Amy said,
"Pete, can we stop in your room for a few minutes?" 
Before I had a chance to answer, Erin said, "Why? Are you gonna
lecture me now?"
 "No, we're gonna talk. Don't you think we need to?"
She was quiet for a second, then she said, "Okay," and we went inside.
We sat down and Amy said to her, "Well, how did it feel?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. How did it feel to smoke pot? How did it feel
to have a guy put his hands on you?"
"I didn't like the pot. It made me dizzy for a while, then I got a
headache."
	"What about the guy?"
"He had bad breath, and he squeezed too hard."
"What would you have done if we hadn't come along?"
"If he tried something I didn't like, I would have kicked him like
Pete did."
"He's twice as big as you are, and he had a friend there, do you
really think you could have stopped him?"
"Oh, I don't think he would have tried anything."
"You're wrong Erin. He definitely would have, and probably, so would
his friend. Those guys came here with the express purpose of taking
advantage of some young girls. You were both in way over your heads.
Trust me, if we hadn't come along, we'd be having a different
conversation now. The part I don't understand is, you and I talk a
lot, and I've warned you about things like this. You must have known
that something was up?"
"At the beginning, I was kind of nervous, but they talked nice, and
after we smoked a little, I got sort-of relaxed."
Suddenly, she darted her eyes at Amy and added, "Is that what, uhh,
pot does?" 
"Yes, it affects your judgment."
Next, Erin surprised me by saying, "Did you and Pete smoke pot the
first time you had sex?"
Without hesitating, Amy answered, "No, my life and my mind were in a
different place back then."
"So, Pete took advantage of you?"
"No, it was just something that happened. I was confused, sad, and
needy at the time. If anything, I took advantage of him. We made a
mistake that night, and you know what happened because of it.
Remember? You were with me that day in the nurse's office at school."
"So, you didn't like, uhh, love him or anything?"
"I was very attracted to him, but no, I didn't love him yet."
"Do you love him now?"
"Yes. And I love some other things. I love my life, my job, I even
love school. But above everything I love my new family. Along with
your mom and dad, who gave me my life, it also includes Pete and you.
I love you both, and that's why I'm so concerned about what happened
tonight. I thought you and I were closer than that. I thought you
would tell me if you were going to do something like this. I
understand that you're young, and I understand hormones, but this
really surprised me."
"I umm, really didn't plan on tonight, it just sort-of happened."
Amy stared at her for a long moment before she said, "No it didn't
Erin. You knew about Cora's reputation, and you knew something might
be up when you agreed to meet with those guys."
"Well, Kelly wanted to, and..."
Amy stopped her with, "Wait a minute Erin. Don't blame it all on
Kelly. You know she'd been with Pete, and you were curious. I don't
blame you for being curious, but you're one of the smartest girls I
know, and to get involved with some guys you knew nothing about was
stupid."
"Are you gonna tell Mom and Dad about this?"
"I don't know. Should I? The problem is, if I do, they're going to
blame me for not keeping a closer eye on you."
"Please don't. Mom would really be disappointed, and Dad would kill
me. I promise I'll never do anything like this again.
 "I believe you, and you're okay, that's what's important. So give me
a hug, and go inside. I want to talk to Pete."  
Erin hugged her. It was tentative at first, but Amy hugged her
tightly, and when they finally pulled away I noticed that Erin's
bottom lip was trembling. 
We watched her through my window as she went inside, and when the door
closed, Amy shook her head and said, "I love her, but she actually
thought she could handle anything that happened by herself. Was she
always this hard-headed?"
"Always! Even as a little kid she was always hard-headed and fearless.
I remember when I got my first bike. As soon as her legs were long
enough to reach the pedals, she asked, actually, she demanded that I
teach her how to ride. The lesson only lasted until the end of our
driveway, and she yelled, "Let go!" I did, and she immediately crashed
into the bushes next door. I ran to her, and when I helped her up, she
had a skinned place on her leg, her elbow was bleeding, and she was
trying not to cry. But she jumped right back on the bike, said, "Gimme
a push," and off she went. But today was way beyond that. I think you
should have been stronger with her, and maybe, so should I."
"No! That's what I wanted to talk to you about. She learned a lesson
today. She's more scared than she let on, and I'm afraid if we get on
her case any more about it, she'll rebel."
"But some guy put his hands on her! I should have really kicked that
guy's ass. If I see him again, he'll be sorry."
"Really? I was only a year older than she is, when you put your hands
on me. Should someone have kicked your ass for it? And what about you
and Kelly being together, should someone come looking for you for
that? Look, Erin is not a baby anymore and there's nothing you can do
to stop her from growing up. What happened tonight was not a pleasant
experience for her. She's going to remember how upset you were, she'll
remember what went on in the van, and she's going to remember the
violence that went on after it. I think it'll be a while before she
experiments again."
The excitement was wearing off, and I yawned before I said, "So, is
that all the advice you have for me tonight?"
"Well, there is actually one more thing. How do you feel about Marla?"
I stopped for a minute to think. My head was still full of Sylvia, but
what Amy had told me about her is true. She doesn't need a high-school
kid messing up her life. She's way beyond me, and she deserves much
more than I can give her. I'd have to try and forget about being with
her, and get on with my life. 
And the same might be true with Marla. Except for that brief moment
when we had passed her room, I really hadn't thought much about her
since she had gone away for the weekend. Why was that? I liked being
with her, she's pretty, smart, the sex is great, and she says she
loves me.
I'm not with anyone right now, should I hook up with her for a while?
Suddenly I was ashamed of myself. That's no way to think of someone
who has feelings for you. I turned to Amy and said, "Like Sylvia, she
probably needs more than I can give her. Why do you ask?"
"I've been talking with the girls in La Jolla. They are having a great
time down there, but Tammy tells me that Marla talks about you
constantly. You have to decide what you want to do about her."
"What do you suggest?"
"I hate to get in the middle of this. But you probably should decide
if you want to be with her. If you don't, it's not fair to lead her
on." 
I sighed, "Okay, I'll think about it. Got any more advice?"
"Yes. I'd advise that we both get some sleep. It's been a kind-of an
exhausting evening."
She turned to leave, but I grabbed her and pulled her to me. We hugged
for a long time. It was wonderful having her so close to me, and I
meant it when I said, "I love you, Amy." She pulled back and looked at
me for a second, then she said, "I love you too." And she kissed me on
the cheek and left.
After a trip to the bathroom, I stripped to my shorts and slid into
bed. I switched off the lights, and I was lying there unwinding, when
there was a scratch on the door. Thinking it was Amy, I said, "C'mon
in."
The door opened and a figure came into the room. It was so dark, I
really didn't know who it was until Cindy said, "Hi Pete. I uhh,
waited until everyone left. I want to talk to you."
I switched on the light, and she stood there staring at me for a few
seconds, finally she sat in a chair by the window and asked, "Pete, do
you like me?"
"Of course I do."
"I mean, do you uhh, like me."
I answered "Okay Cindy, tell me what's going on."
She was squirming around when she said, "When I woke you earlier
tonight, and you were, uhh, erect, you said you'd been dreaming of
me."
It was time for the truth, so I said, "I'm sorry Cindy. I was actually
dreaming about someone else."
"I thought so. I thought it was too good to be true, but I wanted to
be sure."
I sat up in bed, and I said, "But I'm really happy we've able to spend
time togeth --"
Suddenly I realized that her eyes were wide, and she was staring at
me. I looked down, and although the covers were up to my waist, when I
sat up, the covers had dropped, and I was naked from there up. She
must have thought I was nude, and she seemed agitated. I was wearing
boxer shorts, which covers even more than a bathing suit, so to show
her I wasn't; I pulled the covers off, stood up and reached for my
pants. As I started to put them on, she said, "Pete, stop!"
She came over to me, and said, "Can I touch you?"
Curious, I answered, "Uhh, sure."
She put her hands on my chest. Moved them lightly back and forth, then
she ran them across my shoulders and down my arms. And then she looked
me up and down, shook her head and stepped back.
I asked, "What's the matter?"
"I've seen you naked twice, and you're almost naked now. It was very
brief, but you're the first boy I've ever seen that way. I never
really had a chance to look at you. You're beautiful. You're really
beautiful."
Embarrassed, I replied, "Uhh, thank you Cindy, you're beautiful too."
"No I'm not Pete, I'm just plain Cindy. If it wasn't for your sister
and Amy, I would still be a non-person. I've had a great time being
with you, and I want to tell you how much I appreciate that you've put
up with me."
She looked so earnest and open, I wanted to do something nice, so I
pulled her too me and said, "But Cindy, I haven't been 'putting up'
with you, I've enjoyed having you around."
She surprised me by pushing me away, and she looked flustered when she
said, "Pete, don't. It's difficult enough being around you without you
touching me."
Taken aback, I said, "But Cindy, I thought you liked me."
"I do, I like you a lot. But being around you is very intense."
"Intense? How?"
"I've been out with you twice. The first time was at Magic Mountain,
and that girl from school and her boyfriend ended up in the fountain.
Then there was what happened tonight. It's just, uhh, too much."
Cindy's eyes kept darting toward my shorts, so I reached for my pants
and slipped them on. Then I said, "Okay, I see what you mean, and it's
a shame. My life isn't always like this. And I'm sorry if I've led you
on."
"Oh, you haven't. It was just wishful thinking on my part. I knew
deep-down that you were just being a nice guy. But, there's something
else."
"What is it?"
She stared at the floor for a while before she answered, then she
said, "Jake asked me to go to church with him tomorrow and after that,
he wants to drive up the coast and have lunch.
"That's great isn't it? Jake is a nice guy."
"Yes, I think so, too. I hope I don't disappoint him."
"How could you disappoint him?"
"Because, I've never umm, been on a real date before."
"But, you've been with us a couple of times."
"Yes, but that was with a group of people. I've umm, never been alone
with a guy before, do you uhh, think it'll be okay?"
I was blown away. A junior in high-school and she'd never been on a
date or alone with a guy. I said, "Of course it will. Jake went out
with Amy a few times, and she said he was a very nice guy."
"I know. That makes me wonder why he'd want to go out with me."
She was still staring at the floor, and I reached over and tilted her
head up. She had such a worried look on her face that my heart went
out to her, and I guessed it was time I did something to make her feel
good about herself, so I kissed her. 
It startled her, and she pulled back and said, "Oh Pete, I..." 
I touched my hand to her lips to silence her, and I said, "That's why.
You have a pretty face and beautiful lips. If anybody is gonna be in
trouble, it's Jake. Be careful not to break his heart."
She sat, looking quietly at me until I said, "Look, it's getting late
and I'm sleepy. But you better get out of here or I may attack you
myself."
She got up, and without a word she left and quietly pulled the door
closed. It was true about the sleepy part. It had been a long night
and day, and I was bushed. I slipped out of my pants, got back in bed
and switched off the light. 
I was just settling in, when the door opened again, and Cindy said,
"Pete, do you have your shorts on?"
"Yes, why?"
The door closed, I could hear the rustle of clothes, and I felt a body
slide into bed. She had her back to me, and she said, "Pete, hold me."
Surprised, but a little turned-on, I turned toward her, and she
snuggled against me. I could tell she was wearing panties, and when I
put my arm around her, I could feel her brassiere. I pulled her close
until we were doing 'spoons', and I have to admit, it was nice to have
her here. Wide awake now, I lay there for a few minutes, then I asked,
"Are you okay?"
"Uh-huh. Pete, this is wonderful."
"Yes, it is. Being close like this, with someone you like, is a very
special thing. I'm glad you came back, but aren't you worried I might
try something?"
A long minute later, in a trembling voice, she said, "Would you, umm,
like to?"
Against my will, I felt my dick began to get hard, so I moved slightly
away from her, and I said, "I would love to, but your first time is
something you should save for someone very special."
She turned on her back and said, "What if I think you're very
special?"
When she rolled on her back, her hand fell between us. I put my hand
over hers to comfort her, and I answered, "I'm very flattered, what
made you decide that tonight was the right time."
"I don't know, maybe it was all that violence. Watching you beat up
those guys was scary, but it umm, made me like, uhh, warm all over."
What she said was kind-of a turn-on, and I lay there thinking about it
until she turned slightly and her elbow poked against me. So I lifted
her hand. She moved closer, and when I let her hand down it was
resting between her legs. She gasped, jumped a little and whispered,
"Oh Pete." 
My hand was over hers, but I could feel the heat coming from her body.
She didn't move her hand away so neither did I. In a moment or two I
could tell by her breathing that it was affecting her, so I began
moving her hand around a little. Nothing happened for a while, then
she started to moan quietly and I could feel her body began to move
under her hand. I kept up the steady movement until she started to
breathe heavily, then, placing my middle finger over hers, I began to
press her finger around the area where her clit would be. In a moment,
she was pressing harder by herself, her breathing became more ragged,
and she reached over with her free hand and began to squeeze my arm.
Before long she was rubbing herself in earnest, and moaning
constantly. I lifted my hand off hers, and when I did, she whispered,
"Oh Pete, we shouldn't be doing this."
I whispered "Shhhh," in her ear and touched her lips with my fingers.
When I did, she sucked two of my fingers into her mouth, and I could
hear and feel the hand on her crotch speed up. In no-time she was
sucking furiously on my fingers, and her body was shaking. Suddenly it
tensed up, she cried out a long, low, "Ohhhhh Gooooooood," and after a
couple of violent spasms, she lay back. I suddenly realized the
fingernails on her free hand had dug into my arm causing real pain, so
I pried her hand off, and put my arm around her. She lay there panting
for a while, then she turned, put her leg over me and pressed her body
against me. The hand she had on her crotch was now on my chest, and I
could smell the rich odor of her womanhood. It was a tremendous
turn-on, especially when I realized that her crotch was pressing
against my leg, and it was sopping wet. I even felt a drop or two of
fluid drip off and make its way down my leg and onto the bed. My cock
had been hard before, but now it was a steel pole, threatening to
burst out of my shorts. 
I couldn't stand it anymore, I wanted her. I started to turn toward
her, when it hit me! A few minutes ago I was going to beat a guy to a
pulp for doing exactly what I was about to do. And I was going to do
it to a girl who was more sheltered and less exposed to life that my
sister is. I was suddenly very ashamed of myself, and I forced myself
to think about other things. But it was comfortable lying there with
her next to me and I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke
up, my phone was ringing, it was daylight outside, and thankfully, she
was gone.
I staggered to the phone, shook a few cobwebs away, and when I
answered it, I was surprised to hear a familiar voice say, 
"Hello Pete, its Della!"












  



 
 


 

 

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