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NIS: Pieces of Sam 1.5
Copyright 2009 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com

This part two is the continuation of part one and you should read that
first. -rr

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NIS: Pieces of Sam 1.5
by Rachael Ross


Thursday - Friday (cont'd)

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"Josh hates me now," I sighed, leaning my elbow on the kitchen
counter, holding my chin in my hand.

"Cause you don't want to be his girlfriend?" Jody asked me. She was
leaning against the refrigerator while we waited for the lasagna
noodles to cook.

"Yeah. He was okay this morning, but after I told him about you he got
mad."

"Boys are like that," she shrugged. "Girls grow up faster, like mature
or whatever."

"He's got Penny now anyway."

"So? Maybe he'll get over it then."

"She was jerking him off in the library."

"Oh yeah?" Jody grinned at me. "You saw it?"

"Kinda," I shrugged. "It was under the table, but she was doing
something."

"I heard Cherry fucked that Weller guy in the locker room."

"Oh yeah?"

"That's what everybody says."

"Everybody says a lot of stuff," I rolled my eyes. "She doesn't look
like she'd do that."

"She's pretty cute."

"Yeah."

"Are you gonna talk to Josh again?"

"Maybe. If he's waiting for me tomorrow."

"I can pick you up," Jody said. "Give you a ride to school."

"Be my chauffer?" I giggled.

"Yeah. I don't mind. I'll pick you up everyday."

"I'll see if he's gonna walk with me or not."

"Hi Jody," my mom said as she came out of the hallway.

"Hey Monica," Jody smiled.

"Don't say anything," I whispered, catching Jody's eye and she nodded.

"How do I look?" Mom asked us and I figured she was just doing it for
Jody, like teasing me by teasing her.

She was totally hot and she knew it. My mom wore a dress that was more
like a really long, white sweater without any sleeves. One of those
knit kind with really loose crochet stitching or whatever, so it was
kinda see-through almost. We could see her red bra and panties
underneath it, a lot of skin too as the dress was snug against her
body. It barely covered her butt and Mom's legs looked really long,
smooth and brown and perfect like the rest of her.

"You look nice, Monica," I sighed, letting her know I wasn't
impressed.

"You're hot!" Jody laughed, looking my mom up and down the same way
Josh might have, except he wouldn't dare be so obvious about it.

"Think so?" Mom ignored me and grinned at Jody. "I was going to wear
it without a bra, but my nipples like to stick out of it."

"Monica!" I frowned at her. "You're gonna be late for work."

"It looks better with a bra," Jody decided. "More sexy, you know?"

"And the water's boiling," I said to Jody.

"Oh, Sam. Relax," Mom giggled. "I just wanted an honest opinion."

"You got one," I told her. "You're going to miss your bus."

"I know. I'm going," Mom sighed, getting her coat out of the closet.
It was like a trench coat thing, except really thin and made out of
silk or something. At least it covered her up.

"Bye Monica," Jody smiled at her.

"You girls don't start any fires or anything," Mom said. "And Jody can
stay until nine, okay? I'm going to call."

"Yeah, yeah..." I waved at her.

"Make sure you clean the kitchen too," she said just before she left.
"Love you, Sam."

"Love you too," I sighed, shaking my head and pouting at Jody.

"What?" she giggled. "Your Mom's hot!"

"So? You don't have to drool all over the floor!"

"You don't have to be jealous either," Jody told me, stirring the pot
full of lasagna noodles.

"I'm not jealous."

"You're just as hot as she is," Jody told me. "I'm serious. All you
have to do is act like it."

"I am not," I pushed myself up so I could sit on the counter. Mom
hated that, but she wasn't home anymore. "I don't even look like her."

"Yeah you do!" Jody laughed at me. "You look like her little sister. I
mean, yeah, you got white skin, but so what? You got the same face."

"Maybe," I frowned.

"All you have to do is change your clothes," Jody said. "Put on a
little makeup once in awhile and stop acting like a twelve year old
boy all the time."

"I don't act like a twelve year old!"

"But you do act like a boy."

"So? I like it. I'm just me."

"Yeah, but you're a girl."

"So? You like me anyway!" I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Wear a dress tomorrow," Jody suggested. "Make yourself really hot and
just blow everybody away."

"Yeah right!"

"I mean it!"

"I'm not gonna wear a dress to school."

"You're so dense sometimes."

"Shut-up!"

"You got a strainer or anything?"

"Yeah, under the oven. Just pull that drawer open."

"Everybody knows you're queer, right?"

"Yeah," I shrugged. "So?"

"So, why are you still trying to hide?"

"I'm not hiding."

"I mean, if you were afraid of getting a boyfriend, I could kinda see
it. Like trying to be a boy or whatever."

"I never wanted a boyfriend."

"I know! That's my point. But now everybody knows you don't even like
boys, so..."

"So?"

"So be a girl, Samantha! God! You make me look bad!"

"I make you look bad?" I giggled, just because Jody was grinning at
me. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"What? I want a hot girlfriend," she shrugged. "I want all the boys to
say, 'Fuck! I wish Sam wasn't queer!'"

"God!" I laughed and shook my head. "What about you? You're wearing
jeans too. What's the difference?"

"I'm gonna dress sexy tomorrow," Jody decided. "Like as hot as I can."

"You are?"

"And everytime some guy tries to talk to me? I'm gonna tell him to get
lost," she giggled. "Everybody at school is gonna know you have a
seriously hot girlfriend."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Jody nodded seriously. "Guys are gonna be like insanely
jealous of you tomorrow."

"You're crazy."

"So what? It'll be fun. Just try it, okay? You don't have to be
scared."

"I'm not scared."

"Then do it!"

"I just don't want to," I shook my head. "I like my clothes. I like
wearing them, you know?"

"You're not going to be wearing anything next week!"

"Yeah," I frowned at that. "Thanks for reminding me."

"The week after then!"

"What?"

"It's perfect!' Jody grinned at me. "You're naked next week, so after
that you can do anything you want."

"What are you talking about?"

"You can be a girl!" she said. "I mean, everybody's gonna see you
naked and after that, like the next Monday? You can wear a dress and
nobody's going to say anything!"

"But I don't care what people say."

"Yeah you do," Jody said, giving me her crooked smile and I just shook
my head at her.

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"Come on," Jody led me by the hand, giggling happily as we went into
my mom's bedroom.

"What for? Let's go to my room."

"No," she turned around, taking both my hands in hers as she walked
backwards. "I wanna do it in here."

"Why?" I giggled. "It's my mom's room."

"Yeah," she nodded. "It smells like a girl in here. I like it."

"You're so weird."

"I know!" she grinned and then the back of her legs found my mom's bed
and she fell backwards onto it, pulling me on top of her.

I kissed her for a long minute, licking between Jody's moist lips and
then finding her tongue with mine. She tasted like lasagna because
we'd just finished eating and cleaning the kitchen. We had two hours,
a little more than that, before she was supposed to leave and we were
going to spend it having sex.

"Where's your mom keep her undies?" Jody asked, sucking her lips and
smiling at me. "I bet she's got some seriously sexy stuff."

"What? Why?" I grinned at her. "You want to wear my mom's panties?"

"Let's look! Get up for a second..."

"Jody!" I made a face, not really sure if we should be digging through
my mom's underwear, but she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"Yeah! This one! Take off your clothes!"

"You want me to wear it?" I blinked at a little negligee thing, all
black lace decorated with small red bow ties.

"Yeah," Jody nodded. "Hurry up!"

She set the negligee on top of my mom's dresser as she looked for
more. My mom had a lot of lingerie and Jody was laughing, holding up
thongs and stockings and stuff like that. She found a green camisole,
like a small satin half-slip and Jody held it up with a grin.

"I'm gonna wear this one!" she decided. "Your mom is so cool."

"She's probably going to kill me if she finds out we're going through
her stuff," I said, pulling off my jeans as I sat on the bed.

"No way!" Jody shook her head. "She'd do the same thing."

"Heh!" I laughed at that, thinking Jody was probably right.

It was fun, if slightly weird putting on my own mom's lingerie. I
pulled the black lace on over my head, letting the silk or whatever it
was kinda slide down my body. It was like wearing nothing at all. I
mean, it felt nice and everything, but that negligee didn't weigh
anything. It fit me pretty okay too, except maybe it was a bit longer
than it should have been. The bottom of it was around my thighs and on
my mom it would have been more around her hips.

Jody had gotten naked as well and the emerald green of the camisole
looked really good on her. It made her shaggy hair look a little more
red than it really was and her skin looked a little less pale maybe.
The camisole was about as long as the negligee was on me, covering
Jody's sex and her butt, falling down her thighs. It was loose at the
top as well, since Jody's tits were nice for any sixteen year old
girl, but still a lot smaller than my mom's.

That was okay though and the feeling of the satin under my hands was
pretty amazing. Jody and I laid down side-by-side on my mom's bed, and
we spent a long time just smiling at each other while our hands moved
around. I grew warm quickly that way, or hot actually. I'd already
been warm just from being with her. Touching Jody and looking into her
hazel eyes, smelling her skin and hair...God! She made me quiver inside.

"See?" Jody whispered. "You're so beautiful. I can't believe you don't
know that."

"You're beautiful," I giggled and bit my lip, sliding my hand down her
back, across the satin that covered her.

Our feet were touching, our toes wriggling against each other and I
slid my foot up and down Jody's shin. Our knees touched and our hips
and tummies. We were so close. My nipples were swollen and tender and
visible through the thin lace that covered them. Jody's nipples were
just points beneath the satin and we moved even closer, so that my
tits were against hers and then we kissed.

I felt her fingers in my hair and her tongue in my mouth. I was
shaking with excitement, getting little goosebumps because we were
just starting and I knew it. We were going to do all kinds of things
together. Whatever we wanted to do and making love to Jody was my
absolute most favorite thing in the world. Not just because it felt
good and she could make me cum, but because of how it felt inside.
Like she was in my heart, you know? I wasn't just with her, I was part
of her and it made me want to cry sometimes because I loved her so
much.

"Like this, okay?" Jody giggled as she straddled my left leg and I had
no idea what she was doing.

"Do I gotta..."

"No, don't move!" she said. "I saw it in a movie."

"Oh God!" I laughed.

I was still on my back with my left leg straight on the bed, but Jody
was holding my right leg, pulling it up so that my legs were spread
apart. She moved forward, bringing her pussy against mine as she sorta
hugged my leg between her tits. It was kind of awkward, but not
uncomfortable and I smiled up at her, feeling Jody's hot, wet sex
grinding against mine.

"Ohhh...Um...I feel good!" I nodded, moving my hips and lifting my butt so
I could rub my pussy against hers even harder.

"Yeah," Jody giggled. "Now we're fucking!"

"Making love," I nodded, grabbing my tits and squeezing them in my
hands because they ached so nicely.

"I feel it...I think...I feel your clit," Jody whispered, lifting her
eyebrows and then kissing my foot, stroking my thigh while her pussy
lips were mashed tightly against my own. I could feel her soft pubic
hair on my skin and the curve of her butt rubbing my thigh.

We were really doing it, making love and fucking and working our
pussies together so that our juices mixed together. It was almost like
she was rubbing me with her fingers, or when she would kiss my pussy
and lick around the outside of it. Her sex was soft and kissing mine,
our labia kinda clinging to each other. I could feel her pussy pulling
at mine sometimes as she moved around, grinding her hips in a small
circle as I lifted my butt against her.

I didn't really cum, but Jody did. She was hunching herself against me
hard and fast, tugging at my leg and jerking my whole body as she
fucked me. The bed was squeaking and we were both breathing fast,
panting for air when Jody closed her eyes and arched her back,
planting her pussy on mine so hard it almost hurt. I could feel her
bones against mine and I tried to squeeze her with my thighs.

"Oh! Sam! Um uhhhmmm..." Jody moaned, biting her lip and scrunching up
her face as she finally found her orgasm.

Her pussy was so wet then, like the cum was pouring out of her and
onto my pussy. Maybe she was even getting some inside me! I hoped so.
I wanted her to cum inside my pussy. I wanted to feel her juices
filling my trembling sex. I held her hips and she held my leg for a
minute, maybe two minutes and her flushed face was smiling, her eyes
half-closed and shining as she let me go and laid down on top of me.

Jody was still there, still high with her cum when we kissed and it
was one of those really good, lazy kind of orgasms. Sometimes when
Jody was cumming it just made her move even more, harder and faster,
and sometimes they just made her want to be held and kissed and loved
until it went away. I liked those kind the best because I could share
it with her. I could kiss her closed eyes and stroke her hair, and
feel her heart beating fast beneath her breasts.

"Did you cum?" she asked me and I smiled.

"Not yet."

"I did," Jody giggled. "That was so good. I'm gonna make you cum now,
okay?"

"Yeah," I nodded as she kissed my lips and then pushed herself down my
body.

She kissed my neck and my tits. Jody kissed my tummy and then my
thighs, teasing me between my wide-spread legs while I giggled and
played with her hair. I propped myself up on a pillow so I could see
her when she started kissing my pussy. She was getting good at it, we
both were, and Jody knew what I liked the most. She licked around my
pussy for awhile while she fingered me slowly. Her tongue tickled and
teased the soft skin on either side of my slit. She licked my pubic
hair and kissed it and the little bit of skin just under my pussy too.

Her finger moved in and out of my hole and I was still so small down
there. Still a virgin almost and if she put two fingers in me it was a
little uncomfortable at first. One was better and that's what she did,
working her middle finger inside my pussy and curling it, tickling the
roof of my pussy and looking for the secret spot. When she found it,
Jody always knew because my hips would jerk and my butt come off the
bed with a soft gasp. It always surprised me the first time, even
though I was expecting it, waiting with my tummy all tight and excited
and eager.

Then Jody kissed my clit. While she was rubbing the sweet spot in my
pussy and I was trying to deal with that, she was digging at my clit
with her tongue and sucking at it with her mouth. She teased my clitty
until it was buzzing and then flicked her tongue over it really fast.
I was holding Jody's head with both hands, moaning softly, maybe
trying to talk to her, to tell her it felt good, but mostly I was
feeling my orgasm coming. My whole body grew tight, like I was
squeezing in on myself. My heart went faster and faster and I felt
like I was suffocating. I couldn't breathe fast enough or deep enough
and then she brought me off completely.

Jody made me cum and we both felt my pussy get tight around her
finger, like I was sucking on her down there. My thighs closed against
her hot cheeks and I gasped loudly as all those sparklers went off
behind my eyes. Jody pushed her tongue inside me, replacing her finger
so she could taste my cum. Her nose rubbed my clit and her lips were
tight against my skin. She was kissing me, Frenching my pussy while my
orgasm spilled across her tongue.

After a couple minutes, Jody was kissing my mouth. Whispering and
giggling and telling me how good I tasted even as she shared it with
me. I didn't mind. I didn't care if my pussy was all over her lips. I
loved her and I needed to be kissed and held and loved like that after
a really good cum. Jody was awesome when she made love to me like that
and as soon as I'd caught my breath and calmed down a little, I did
the same thing for her.

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"Jody?" I blinked because something wasn't right, but I wasn't sure
what yet.

"Hmmm..." she was sleeping beside me, face down on the bed with her left
arm over my tummy.

"The sun's up." I blinked and then it was like, "Oh man! What time is
it?"

We were still in my mom's bed, Jody and me both completely naked, and
the sheets were all twisted, half the pillows lay scattered on the
floor, and the sun was up. The clock-radio on the nightstand said 7:08
on it as Jody moved slowly, rolling over with a soft sighing kind of
stretch. She smiled at me for a second and then she got a funny look
on her face as she realized it was morning.

"I fell asleep," she said and I was already getting out of bed.

"Oh, I hope my mom didn't come home," I whispered, kinda begging God
to be nice for a change. "Please...Please...Please..."

I opened my bedroom door and God still didn't like me. My mom was
sleeping in my bed. At least she was alone though. I probably should
have thanked God for that small favor, but mostly I was trying to
calculate the number of years I was going to be grounded. Jody wasn't
supposed to have stayed past nine o'clock and she definitely wasn't
supposed to be sleeping in my mom's bed with me! I was kinda surprised
Mom hadn't woken me up and I almost wished she had.

Now I was gonna be dreading it all day long.

"Is your mom here?" Jody asked me, pulling her jeans out from under
the bed and I nodded.

"Yeah. She's in my bed."

"Is she gonna be mad?"

"Oh yeah!" I made a face.

"Shit. Shelly's gonna kill me too," Jody frowned. "I didn't even call
last night. Can I use your phone?"

I cleaned my mom's bedroom while Jody called her house. Then we both
used the bathroom, taking showers and getting cleaned up for school.
We shared my toothbrush and made faces at each other. At least we
weren't going to be late. We had time and Jody had her car, so that
was cool. But getting to my classes was the least of my worries. Mom
would be waiting for me when I got home and that was going to make the
day go way too slowly, and way too fast. Weird how that works, huh?

The worst part was that I had no idea if Josh had been waiting to walk
to school with me or not. He could have cooled off a little, or come
to his senses or whatever, and wanted to talk to me again. But I
hadn't been there, so Josh would have figured I was mad and didn't
want to talk to him! I couldn't ask him either, since that would make
me look like I was desperate for one thing. For another, it might
sound like I was just rubbing it in, you know? Like, "Hey Josh! Did
you have fun waiting for me not to show up?"

So of course he totally ignored me when I went to homeroom and I only
looked at him long enough to know he wasn't going to look at me, and...
It sucked!

Stupid Josh!

"Whoo-hoo..." Mike giggled, leaning forward so he could sorta whisper.
"Monday you're going to be sitting here naked, Sam!"

"I hope you shave your pussy hair!" Todd said. "I wanna see
everything!"

"Heh!" I turned around, smiling at them.

"What's so funny?" Todd asked suspiciously, because he was a serious
wimp.

"You guys," I said, looking between them. "I can't decide which one of
you I'm gonna pick to be my partner."

"What?" Mike blinked at me and Todd went kind of pale.

"I get to pick, remember?" I shrugged. "One of you guys is gonna be
seriously naked next week."

"You can't pick us!" Todd said stupidly. "You're supposed to pick
somebody you like!"

"God!" I rolled my eyes. "How do you know I don't like you?"

"What?" Mike said again.

"I know you guys like me," I said. "Everybody knows guys tease the
girls they like the most. Right?"

"I don't like you!" Todd said.

"We're just fooling around," Mike nodded like he was agreeing with
himself.

"You guys keep doing it and I'm picking you," I told Mike.

"What about Todd?" he asked unhappily.

"Me?" Todd frowned at his friend.

"If he teases me, I'm still picking you," I decided, staring at Mike.
"So you better talk to him or everybody's gonna see your little dick
on Monday."

"That's not fair!" Mike protested.

"Heh! Mike's gonna be naked with Sam!" Todd grinned and Mike punched
him hard in the shoulder. "Ow! Fuck!"

"What was that?" Mr. Dawson was closing the door. "Did you have
something to share this morning, Todd?"

"No," the boy frowned, rubbing his arm.

Those two guys were more frightened of getting naked than I was! I
just wished I'd thought of that the day before, you know? Mike was a
bully, but it's hard to be tough with your dick hanging out probably,
and Todd was a little wuss anyway. Mike would make sure Todd kept his
mouth shut.

I spent the rest of homeroom trying to write a poem in twenty minutes
for my English class. A love poem. I'd totally forgotten about doing
that and I knew Ms. Egan was going to make me read it in front of the
class. I hated poetry too! I couldn't ever remember all the stupid
rules, like iambic pentameter or whatever? Who cares? And I had to sit
there looking at Josh while he looked at Penny and Penny looked at him
and...

"Pain lies close
Sharing our breath
Joining us
In life and death
Making fast
Til none can feign
This was me
And that was pain."

"Um, okay..." Ms. Egan nodded her head. "Thank you, Sam. That was very...
Interesting."

"Thanks," I said, looking at Josh and he was finally looking at me,
but neither one of us smiled.

"That was awesome," Madison whispered when I sat down at my desk.

She'd changed seats with Miles, or more like she'd kicked him out of
his usual seat so Madison could sit close to me. I guessed that meant
we were kinda friends, except I still didn't know what was going on
with her. We'd hung out together during study hall, but that was about
it and I thought she was kind of strange.

Like on that day she was wearing some kind of dress, like a wedding
dress almost, except not quite that fancy. But definitely a gown, you
know? It was satin and had some lace trim, a wide ribbon around her
waist with a bow in the back. That would have been weird enough for
high school, but Madison had dyed it black too! I mean, she must have!
Who would wear a dress like that to a funeral? Nobody, except maybe a
dead girl.

On the other hand, it was October 30th and the day of the Halloween
party, so a lot of kids were wearing costumes. Not like all dressed
out or anything, although I'd seen Petra dressed up like Tinkerbell
and Wendy looked like Cinderella, complete with glass slippers and a
tiara, but they were seniors and cheerleaders and totally stuck-up
anyway. They could do whatever they wanted and everyone would think it
was cool. Ronnie Myers was taking pictures of them for the yearbook, I
guarantee it.

What I'm saying is that Madison dressed like everyday was Halloween!
And besides Jody, she was my only friend now? God! She'd liked my poem
though, probably because it was so depressing. It had the word 'death'
in it too, and Goth chicks always liked that stuff for some reason, or
so I'd heard. Technically, Madison was the only Goth chick I knew, but
she seemed to prove my point.

"That poem was seriously cool," Madison told me as we walked down the
hall. "Did it take a long time to write?"

"About ten minutes," I shrugged, feeling totally conscious of everyone
looking at us.

Between me being a lesbian and Madison being, well, Madison...A lot of
people were wondering about us.

"People are going to think you're gay if you keep hanging around with
me," I said, kind of half-teasing her.

"God, I hope so," she giggled. "So love is pain, huh? In your poem?
That's pretty deep."

"Uh..." I smiled self-consciously. "Mostly I was just thinking pain is
pain. Kinda."

"Yeah, but where's it come from? It's a love poem, right?"

"I guess," I agreed, just because I didn't think I was really smart
enough to know what I meant when I wrote it. "It's kind of about
friendship."

"You don't think you can love someone without being friends first?"

"What? I don't know, ummm..." I thought of Jody, "...yeah. Maybe."

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"Hi," I said kind of softly as I sat down next to Josh in biology
class.

"Hey," he looked at me and I smiled, but he didn't really smile back.

"I, uh, missed you this morning," I told him, thinking there were like
five different ways to mean that and maybe Josh would pick the one he
wanted.

"Yeah," he nodded. "I was waiting for you."

"You were?" I really smiled then. "I woke up kinda late. Sorry."

"You made it to homeroom on time."

"I got a ride," I nodded.

"Oh," he nodded too. "Was that poem about me?"

"Uh..." I blushed. "Kinda. Yeah."

"What does it mean?"

"Oh..." I swallowed hard, but right then Mr. Dawson started talking and
so I didn't have to explain it. I sort of thought Josh should have
been able to figure it out anyway, you know? But probably he just
wanted to hear me say it.

"It's really weird sitting next to you when you're naked," I whispered
and that finally got Josh to smile. He blushed too and I giggled,
covering my mouth so Mr. Dawson wouldn't catch us.

"Next week is your turn," Josh whispered back.

"I know," I agreed softly and then I had to sit up straight for half a
minute and look like I was paying attention. "I'm kinda scared."

"It's easy," Josh said. "After the first couple days, nobody really
cares."

"I think it's different for boys," I smiled at him.

"Maybe," Josh shrugged.

"I saw you in the library yesterday."

"I know."

"So...Is Penny your girlfriend now?"

"Ummm..."

"Josh? Sam? Would you two mind saving your discussion for after
class?" Mr. Dawson asked us.

"Sorry," I frowned.

"Uh, no sir," Josh shook his head. "I mean, yeah. Sorry."

"Good," the teacher smiled sarcastically. "Then you won't mind if I
teach during class...Now, as I was saying..."

We waited five minutes while he droned on about how some cows are
white and brown, and some are brown and white. Or something really
important like that.

"Is she?" I whispered.

"Sorta," Josh gave me a tiny shrug.

"What's that mean?" I breathed, smiling at Mr. Dawson and thinking I'd
be a lousy ventriloquist probably. So I pretended like I was coughing
and covered my mouth with my hand.

"I gotta take her to the dance tonight," Josh said, hiding behind my
head. I was between him and the teacher.

"Gotta?"

"We have to go anyway," Josh whispered. "So we're going together."

"Like a date?" I turned my head and Mr. Dawson frowned.

"Kind of," Josh replied and then we had to be quiet for awhile because
the teacher was keeping an eye on us.

Actually, we didn't get to talk much at all after that and I spent
half an hour drawing pictures of cows on the back of my notebook.
Biology was so boring!

"Are you mad?" Josh asked me as soon as the bell started ringing.

"I was mad yesterday," I told him as I got my books together.

"Me too."

"But I'm not mad if Penny's your girlfriend or whatever."

"You're not?"

"As long as we're still friends," I stood up and gave Josh a shrug.
"That's all I care about."

"Okay," Josh nodded, but he was still sitting there.

"Are you coming, or what?" I asked him, because half the class was
gone now and the other half was trying to get out the door.

"Yeah. Just, um..." Josh's face was red.

"What?" I giggled. "We got history. Let's go."

"I can't," he swallowed hard.

"What? Did somebody superglue your butt to the chair?"

"Sam..." he frowned as the next class started coming in and we'd wasted
a whole minute already.

"What?" I laughed, feeling really confused because Josh wasn't moving
and he wasn't explaining anything either.

"Something wrong back there?" Mr. Dawson asked us, looking up from his
desk.

"No," Josh sighed and he had to get up finally.

"Oh!" I blinked at him because Josh's dick was seriously hard!

"Don't look at it," he frowned at me and I laughed. Some of the other
kids laughed as well and I felt kind of sorry for Josh right then.

"Ohhh! Happy to see me Josh?" Stacy giggled as she came into the
classroom.

"Or is that a jumbo hotdog in your pocket?" Pam said. "Oh wait! You
don't have any pockets!"

"He must be happy then!" Valerie laughed.

"After a couple days nobody cares, huh?" I rolled my eyes and Josh
looked pretty embarrassed.

"It's your fault," Josh said once we were in the hallway and walking
towards Mr. Singer's classroom. He covered himself up with his books,
even though he wasn't supposed to.

"My fault?" I made a face at him. "I didn't do anything!"

"Never mind," Josh shook his head.

If he meant that just sitting next to me in biology class had made his
dick hard, I was glad he didn't want to talk about it. I didn't even
want to know about it! Seeing Josh's cock all big and ready for fun
like that didn't change my mind about him. I wasn't excited or aroused
or anything else, except maybe amused. I wasn't attracted to him that
way and if I needed proof of that, which I didn't, I finally had it.

I was definitely a lesbian. Probably.

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Jody made my heart go fast just by smiling at me. If I'd been a boy,
she would have made my dick hard and that thought made me frown. Was
that how Josh felt about me? I mean, Jody was just...I don't know. She
made me tingle inside and I couldn't think straight when she was
around. I wanted to touch her, like just brushing my fingertips
against her clothes was a small, indescribable thrill for some reason.
It was kind of insane, but I liked it too.

If that was how Josh felt about me, then I could understand why he'd
been mad at me. I really could. I mean, being in love like that with
someone who didn't love you back would totally suck. And if you had to
be best friends with her? Like see her and talk to her and know all of
her secrets, but you had that one thing, the most important thing,
that you couldn't share...That would be really bad.

I hoped Josh didn't love me that much.

"Hey!" Jody smiled at me when I sat down with her for lunch. Josh was
sitting with Penny, so I didn't really worry about it too much.

"Hi!" I smiled back and part of me wished we'd just go out to Jody's
car and make out for half an hour. But we'd missed breakfast too, so
we were kinda hungry. I just wished it wasn't Fish-stick Friday, you
know? At least the French fries weren't too soggy.

"Hi. Can I sit with you guys?" Madison asked and I'd known she was in
line with me, but I hadn't realized she'd followed me.

"Huh? Sure. Yeah," I shrugged. "Um...This is Madison, she's in like half
my classes, and this is Jody...Uh, my girlfriend, Jody."

"Hmmm..." Jody kind of sighed happily, giving me that look, that sort of
careless smile and those soft eyes of hers.

"Alright," Madison said, smiling at Jody. "You drive that little red
car, right?"

"Yeah," Jody agreed, looking away from me long enough to give Madison
a small smile.

"Yeah," Madison nodded. "You're definitely two of the coolest girls in
school."

"What's that?" Jody giggled and I rolled my eyes.

"She told me yesterday I was one of the three coolest people in
school," I told Jody.

"You are," Madison agreed.

"There's only three?" Jody grinned at her.

"Me and Jody and..." I looked at Madison, "...who's the other one?"

"Me!" Madison laughed. "Everybody else sucks."

"Heh!" Jody shook her head.

"Madison's kinda weird," I shrugged. "She burned down her old school."

"Really?" Jody narrowed her eyes at me and I giggled, sticking my
tongue out at her.

"Yeah right!" Madison snorted. "Now I know who started that rumor,
huh!"

I kind of wished Madison wasn't there, just so I could spend all my
time talking to Jody, but it was okay anyway. Madison just wanted to
be friends with us, or at least with me, but Jody too maybe and she
wasn't annoying like some people are. She didn't really say much
anyway, mostly she listened and smiled a lot, giggled sometimes, and
that didn't bother me. It was kind of strange seeing her act like a
normal girl; in class she always acted differently.

"Are you going to be in a lot of trouble for last night?" Jody asked
me.

"I've been trying not to think about it," I sighed.

"What happened last night?" Madison wondered.

"We had a little sleepover at Sam's house last night," Jody told her
with a grin.

"What's wrong with that?"

"In my mom's bed," I added with a small giggle.

"Oh." Madison seemed to think about that for a second or two. "You
mean you slept with her mom?"

"What? No!" Jody laughed.

"My mom was at work," I explained. "Jody was supposed to go home at
nine, but..."

"But we were kinda busy at nine!" Jody grinned at me.

"Really busy!" I grinned back.

"In your mom's bed?" Madison asked, grinning at both of us.

"Exactly," Jody agreed.

"And then we sorta fell asleep," I nodded.

"Naked!" Jody laughed.

"I'm gonna be in so much trouble," I frowned.

"Me too," Jody said. "But it was worth it."

"Yeah," I said, biting my bottom lip and feeling my tummy tingle as I
looked at her. "It was."

"She made me cum like six times!" Jody whispered to Madison, nodding
her head eagerly and giggling. "God! It was so good!"

"Really?" Madison giggled too.

"More like three times," I said.

"Three and half," Jody scrunched up her nose at me.

"Yeah," I sighed, smiling at her like I'd never stop and I swore I
could taste her pussy again, just for a second in the back of my
mouth.

"Mmmm..." Madison frowned. "I never had a cum yet."

"Never?" I blinked at her.

"I don't think so."

"If you ever did, you'd know," Jody said.

"Definitely," I nodded.

"I had sex with my boyfriend, but...I don't know," Madison sighed. "It
felt good, but not like awesome or anything."

"You should get a girlfriend," Jody grinned at her.

"Heh! I don't know," Madison smiled and turned a little red. "That
might be kind of weird."

"You might like it," I told her. "Does your boyfriend, you know, lick
you and stuff?"

"Ummm..." Madison looked between us and Jody was still smiling at her.
"Not really. No. He won't do that."

"Dump him," Jody decided.

"Well..." I shrugged because maybe Madison loved the guy or something.

"Do you suck his dick?" Jody asked her.

"Jody! Shhh..." I made a face and looked around because mostly we were
keeping our voices down, but she'd said that sorta loud.

"Yeah," Madison shrugged. "I tried it before."

"Well, he should return the favor," Jody said. "That's all I'm saying.
If he won't, then...Dump him."

"She's the expert," I giggled and Jody stuck her tongue out at me.

"Expert at what?" Jody asked me. "What are you trying to say?"

"Me? Nothing!" I smiled innocently. "Just that you dumped a lot of
guys, right?"

"Oh! I thought you meant like I was an expert at..." Jody giggled, "...you
know!"

"Oh! That thing with the thing and...Well, yeah," I nodded. "That too."

"What thing with the thing?" Madison asked me, narrowing her eyes and
smiling.

"It's a secret," I said.

"A secret lesbian thing," Jody agreed and we were both looking at
Madison with serious faces...Until I ruined it with a giggle.

"You liars!" Madison laughed. "God! Forget it!"

"How are you gonna be in trouble anyway?" I asked Jody, because I was
curious about that. I mean, I had a mom and she could get serious, but
all Jody had was her brother Kurt, and that guy...

"Shelly's going to be mad," Jody shrugged. "Probably take my car away
for a week or something."

"Shelly?" I almost laughed. "She's just your brother's girlfriend,
right?"

"Yeah," Jody nodded. "But she's been living with us for five years, so...
She's the one who takes care of everything, you know? My brother can't
do it!"

"So she's like your mom?" Madison wondered, trying to figure out what
we were talking about.

"Like my older sister," Jody said. "Kinda. I mean, she cares, you
know? She's been watching out for me since I was about ten, so...I guess
I'm used to it."

"That's pretty cool," I decided.

"Except when she gets mad at me!" Jody laughed. "But the rest of the
time? You know, you met her. She's way cool."

"Yeah," I said. "So, no car for a week? That would suck."

"That's what she'll say probably, but after a couple days I'll promise
to be good and..."

"Yeah," I nodded. "My mom does the same thing, like grounding me and
stuff. I get time off for good behavior, usually."

"So your mom really caught you guys naked in her bed?" Madison asked.
"Just...doing it?"

"Sorta. We were pretty done by then," I said. "My mom was sleeping in
my bed when we woke up."

"Shit!" Madison laughed.

We'd been so busy talking about having sex and getting caught and
having fun that we hadn't noticed everybody else. I mean, I'd noticed.
Sorta. And we'd tried to keep our voices down, but we suddenly
realized like four or five other girls were listening to us. A couple
at the table behind me, a couple more at the table behind Jody, you
know. The cafeteria wasn't exactly huge anyway.

"Her mom's a stripper anyway," I heard a girl telling her friends.
Suzy somebody and she was a junior.

Other girls were talking as well, glancing at us and I looked around,
blushing a little and frowning maybe. Jody caught my eye and she just
shrugged, making a face. Like, what were we gonna do? It was either
live with all the gossip and whispers and giggles, or hide ourselves
away and pretend we were like everyone else. Well, it was too late for
that, but you know what I mean. Jody didn't want to pretend and maybe
I was getting used to it, because I didn't really care and I gave Jody
a smile and a shrug.

"Do you want a ride home after school?" Jody asked me as we were
leaving the cafeteria.

"Yeah," I replied and I wanted that more than anything, just so I
could be with her, but... "I'm gonna walk though. I need to talk to
Josh. Okay?"

"Yeah," Jody nodded. "Just call me when you get home."

"After my mom gets done yelling at me?" I giggled. "I will."

"Okay," Jody said and she had to go one way and I had to go the other.
We sorta looked around and there weren't any teachers around, just
students leaving the cafeteria.

She kissed me good and I kissed her back, opening my mouth for Jody's
tongue and playing with hers for a long ten seconds. She even grabbed
my butt, making me giggle, and I really didn't want to let her go, but
somehow I did.

"See ya later, alligator," Jody giggled.

"I'll call you," I promised, licking my lips and watching her walk
slowly away from me.

"Jesus, that was cool," Madison grinned at me and some kids were
staring, but I didn't care. I just nodded. It was seriously cool.

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"Yeah," Penny was saying as I sat down in health class, "Josh is
taking me to the dance tonight."

She was saying that just for me, obviously, since Stacy and Pam
already knew all about it, I was sure. I just tried to ignore her.

"Are you gonna let him go all the way?" Pam wondered with a giggle,
kinda whispering, but kinda not.

"I don't know yet," Penny sighed a little too theatrically and I
rolled my eyes. "He wants to, but...you know...I don't want him to think
I'm a slut!"

"God! He's so cute though," Stacy laughed. "Who cares what he thinks?"

"I'll probably let him do it," Penny nodded with a happy giggle and I
watched her tits kind of bounce around, but not really.

Her breasts were pretty firm looking and her light brown nipples were
nice and pointed up and out and I suddenly wanted to bite them. She
was making my tummy tight. Stupid Penny. She was the only girl in
school, except Jody, who made me feel hot inside. I didn't like her. I
hated her! So why did I like looking at her so much?

"What are you looking at?" Penny asked me, smiling and pushing her
tits out even more. "Jealous?"

"She's practically drooling!" Stacy giggled. "God! What a pervert."

I blushed and looked away from them, feeling stupid because I'd gotten
caught staring at the girl's tits. The idea of Penny and Josh having
sex didn't make me especially happy either. Not for any real reason
except I still wished Josh didn't have any girlfriends at all. That
was silly though, I knew that now. A week before I hadn't understood
anything, but now I had a girlfriend of my own and I wasn't that much
of a hypocrite.

If Josh and Penny hooked up, that should have been good, right? He
could love her or whatever and I had Jody and he wouldn't have to be
jealous or anything. We could still be friends. We could still hang
out and stuff. It wasn't like we were getting married and moving to
France, we'd just have our girlfriends and then I'd have to listen to
Josh talking about Penny and how much he loved her and how they had
sex and...God!

I wasn't happy and I didn't know why. I didn't even know what I was
feeling.

"Alright, we're going to go over yesterday's tests," Ms. Owens said as
the class started. "But before we do that, next week we're going to
start chapter four, Gender Roles, and talk about how and why boys act
like boys and girls act like girls."

"And some girls act like boys?" Penny wondered, looking at me.

The class giggled nervously and I blushed some more, but only because
I knew every girl in the room was thinking about me.

"Hold it down. This weekend, I want you to read the first section..."
Ms. Owens started writing the assignment on the white board. "...Pages
sixty-one through sixty-nine and answer the review questions at the
end."

We dutifully copied the assignment into our notebooks.

"Samantha? You can go to the NIS office and see Dr. Chase..."

"Again?" I asked her.

"We're going to be reviewing the test," Ms. Owens reminded me. "The
one you're taking on Monday, remember?"

"Yeah," I nodded, getting my books together. I didn't mind talking to
Dr. Chase, but it seemed like I'd been doing a lot of that lately.

Probably they wanted to make sure I wasn't going to refuse when I had
to get naked on Monday. I'd kind of made the school look bad, but not
really. Nobody had said anything about it, except for a little teasing
about being chicken. I'd been in the newspaper though. The girl who
refused to get naked and I'd been avoiding Principal Eckert
completely. I figured he wasn't too thrilled with me and I thought he
might even have gotten in trouble for trying to force me with threats
and stuff, but I didn't know for sure. Ms. Beyle hadn't treated me any
differently, but she was always kind of a bitch, so that didn't mean
anything.

"Hi Sam," she smiled at me, the way she always did. "How are you
today?"

"Hi, Dr. Chase. Um...I'm okay," I shrugged and smiled back and took my
usual seat.

"Good," she nodded, taking the other chair and we sat close together
in front of her desk. "I heard you wrote an interesting poem for Ms.
Egan's class today."

"You heard about that?" I blinked at her.

"She mentioned something about it in the lunchroom today," Dr. Chase
said. "I was wondering if I could see it."

"Oh. Uh...It's in my English notebook. In my locker."

"Okay."

"Do you want me to go get it?"

"No. That's alright," she smiled. "Maybe you can just tell me about
it?"

"It's just about, um...Being friends. Kinda. How it's hard sometimes."

"It is hard, isn't it?" Dr. Chase nodded. "Being friends takes a lot
of effort."

"Yeah."

"I'm guessing that your poem was about someone in particular?" she
tilted her head, smiling at me. "Like...Josh maybe?"

"Uh...Maybe."

"Or Jody?"

"No," I smiled at that. "I mostly wrote it for Josh."

"Hmmm...He's a little worried about it, I think."

"He is?" I narrowed my eyes. "How do you know?"

"I see him everyday," Dr. Chase told me with a small laugh. "All the
students in the program get to visit me."

"Oh."

"We talked this morning for a little bit, just before lunch," she
explained. "How do you think he feels about you?"

"Me?"

"Yeah. What's your impression? What does he want, do you think?"

"Uhhh..." I giggled nervously, "...I think he wants me to be his
girlfriend."

"Hmmm..." she nodded, like she was waiting for more.

"I guess he wants to, you know, kiss me and stuff."

"Do you think he wants to have sex with you?"

"Yeah," I cleared my throat. "Probably."

"How do you feel about him?"

"He's my friend," I shrugged. "Like my brother, kinda. I don't know."

"So you don't want to have sex with him?"

"No," I giggled. "Not really."

"Does it make you angry?"

"A little," I admitted. "He acts like I'm supposed to be his
girlfriend. Like I owe him something or...something."

"Have you talked to him about it?"

"Ummm..." I shrugged. "I want to, but I didn't really get a chance yet."

"Oh? Why is that, Sam?" Dr. Chase narrowed her eyes.

"I don't know. I guess, I've just been kinda...busy."

"Busy with your other friends?"

Uh..." I frowned. "Maybe."

I hadn't really thought about it like that before. I mean, I'd spent
the previous Friday at Josh's house, but then Saturday I was with
Angie and then Sunday...I was with Angie too. Josh had called me and
asked me to come over, but I'd lied to him. Then on Monday I was
suspended and he'd told me he loved me and tried to kiss me, and I
went to Jody's house. And then Tuesday I'd talked to Josh a little,
but Angie was there and I'd been thinking about her because we were
breaking up. Then yesterday I'd told Josh I liked girls and...

Dr. Chase watched me closely and I wasn't trying to hide my emotions
at all. Probably she knew about all of that stuff anyway. Like Josh
had told her, I thought, and now she was telling me. Except she wasn't
really telling me, Dr. Chase was letting me figure it out by myself.
She didn't say anything and neither did I, she just looked at me as I
finally figured out the real reason Josh was mad at me. I hadn't been
much of a friend for the last week and I'd spent most of it blaming
Josh.

"Maybe you should spend some time with him," she suggested gently.
"It's easy to forget that our friends need us just as much as we need
them."

"Yeah." I looked down and I felt like Dr. Chase had been yelling at me
or something. Like I'd been spanked kind of, you know? I had that
feeling inside, humiliation. The one that comes with knowing you
screwed up.

We talked some more, but Dr. Chase had made her point and she wasn't
the sort of person to go on and on about it. She'd wait and see what
happened next, probably want to talk about it some more, and then
she'd teach me something else. That's what it was, you know? As much
as Ms. Egan taught me English, or Mr. Nichols taught me math, Dr.
Chase was teaching me as well. Something about myself, but I wouldn't
know what to call it.

Just life, I guess.

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I hadn't figured out what I was going to say to Josh, but I hoped
maybe just being together would make everything okay again. I wanted
to apologize too. I mean, I really did, but not in the school library.
Or maybe I was just afraid because if I did apologize and tried to
explain, maybe Josh wouldn't care. He might get mad again, you know?
It would be better to make sure we were really friends again. I hoped.

"Where's Penny?" I wondered, kind of teasing Josh as we sat together
in the library for study hall.

"In Dr. Chase's office, I think," Josh shrugged as he folded a piece
of paper into a triangle.

"Cool," I nodded and caught Madison sitting by herself a couple tables
over. She was pretending to read a book, but mostly she was watching
us. Probably she wanted to sit with me again, but I was glad she
didn't.

"Do you like her?"

"Dr. Chase? Yeah, I guess..."

"No," Josh made a face at me. "I mean Penny."

"Oh. Ummm...I don't know. Why?"

"Just wondered," Josh said. "You ready?"

"Yeah," I nodded and we were going to spend half an hour playing table
football. "Are you really taking her out? Like on a date?"

"I guess so," Josh said. "I'm picking her up and everything."

"You are?" I giggled. "What? On your bike?"

"No! My dad's gonna drive us."

"Oh yeah?" I rolled my eyes. "That sounds kinda lame."

"I know," Josh frowned.

"Do you guys have to be naked and everything?"

"Yeah," Josh agreed. "I got like a Lone Ranger mask thing."

"That's your costume?"

"Uh-huh."

"What's Penny going to wear?"

"I think she said she has like a butterfly mask. The wings or
whatever, you know?"

"Sounds weird."

"It's all weird," Josh shrugged. "I'm glad it's almost over."

"Yeah," I nodded. "Are you gonna, um...like, do it with her?"

"Do it with Penny?" Josh looked up and I looked down. "Maybe. She said
she wants to."

"She did?"

"Penny said it'll be romantic or something."

"Having sex in the gym?" I laughed.

"Well, not in the gym," Josh blushed a little. "We're not gonna do it
in front of everybody."

"Okay. Good."

"She likes the masks or something," Josh chuckled. "Girls are weird. I
mean...other girls."

"I know," I rolled my eyes. "I'm weird too. So you're really going
to?"

"Would you get mad if I did?"

"Me? Nope," I said, making it definite for him. "I think you should."

"Really?"

"Yeah. She's the hottest girl in tenth grade, right?"

"Sort of," Josh shrugged.

"She is!" I giggled. "I'd do her if I was you."

"You would?"

"Yeah. If I was you, I would. What are you scared about?"

"I'm not scared."

"Then do it," I told him. "Don't even think about me."

"But..." Josh was looking at me and this time I looked back.

He did think about me, that was the problem. That's what he wanted to
say, but if he told me I'd probably get mad. I was doing everything I
could to get him hooked up with Penny. It didn't matter if I liked her
not, I just wanted him to want someone else and be my friend again.

"...I don't really like her that much," Josh finally said.

"You don't have to like her!" I laughed at him, drawing a frown from
Mrs. Dillon, but since Josh was naked she was cutting us a lot of
slack. It was weird how that worked.

"But..."

"Just bone her," I whispered, leaning across the table. "And then
decide if you like her afterwards."

"What?" Josh blinked at me, almost grinning, but he'd never heard me
talk like this before. It was kind of surprising me too, actually.

"You're a guy, right?" I sort of teased him. "So don't worry about it.
If she wants to let you do it, just...do it!"

"You're so weird now, Sam."

"Yeah!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Did you do it?" he asked me a couple minutes later. "I mean, uh..."

"With Jody?"

"Yeah."

"Uh-huh," I nodded, watching Josh's face. "We did it."

"Oh."

"I don't want to fight about it, Josh."

"I know." He sighed and we didn't say anything for a minute. We didn't
even kick the triangle football around. We just sat there until I had
to say something.

"I'm sorry. I didn't, um..." I bit my lip. "...I wasn't trying to ignore
you, okay?"

"Um..." he kind of blinked at me.

"I mean, like last weekend? I should have hung out with you," I said.
"And I shouldn't have gotten mad Monday and just...all that stuff."

"I thought you didn't like me anymore," Josh sighed. "But then you
said you did and then you got mad..."

"I know," I nodded. "I'm sorry."

"I can't help it if I like you," Josh whispered. "You were acting like
I raped you or something."

"I did not!"

"You did too," he frowned. "I thought you liked me that night. When I
tickled you? You didn't get mad then."

"I know." I licked my lips and stared at the table.

"So Monday I just wanted to tell you. I thought you'd be happy about
it."

"I'm sorry."

"That's all I was doing."

"I know," I glanced around and blinked because my eyes were kinda wet.

"And everytime I called, you sounded like..." he shrugged, "...you didn't
even want to see me."

"It wasn't like that," I looked up. "I was just...everything was kinda
crazy and..."

"It was like I wasn't even your friend anymore," Josh sighed and then
he frowned. "Sam. Hey, don't cry."

"I'm not," I wiped my eyes with my hand. "I gotta go to the bathroom."

"Are you gonna walk home with me?"

"Yeah," I nodded quickly and I was really going to cry in a second, so
I sorta walked fast out of the library.

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"Hmmm..." Mom was waiting for me when I got home and I avoided her eyes
as I shrugged out of my army jacket.

The house smelled like lasagna and it made me kind of hungry since all
I'd had for lunch was some French fries. But I knew I was in trouble
too, so I wasn't really that hungry. I just stood there, trying to
look as contrite as possible and it wasn't too hard. I knew I'd
screwed up.

"Did you girls have fun last night?" Mom asked me, sitting at the
table with a cup of coffee.

"Monica...I'm sorry," I said quickly. "It just kinda happened, you know?
We were fooling around and, um...We fell asleep, you know? She was gonna
go home, but..."

"I have rules for a reason, Sam," Mom sighed. "And you've been
breaking a lot of them lately. No friends after nine o'clock, remember
that one?"

"Yeah." I looked down and bit my lip.

"Were you late for school this morning?"

"No. We were on time."

"Look," Mom said. "I don't care if you have sex with your girlfriend.
I don't even care if you have sex in my bed..."

I sorta smiled and I really tried not to, but I couldn't help it.

"...but she's not going to be spending the night here while I'm at
work," Mom told me. "Do you understand me?"

"Yes."

"You're grounded," she decided. "All weekend. From now until you go to
school Monday morning, you don't leave the house."

"Alright," I frowned, but I'd expected a full week.

"And nobody comes over, Sam. No visitors."

"I know," I nodded.

"I put the leftover lasagna in the oven," Mom sorta pointed towards
the kitchen. "I think it's hot by now."

I fixed a plate for each of us, thinking I was getting off pretty
lightly with just being grounded for the weekend. I'd expected my mom
to sort of detonate as soon as I walked through the door, but she was
actually being pretty reasonable about the whole thing.

"Which one were you wearing?" Mom asked me while we ate and I looked
at her.

"What do you mean?"

"I saw my black baby-doll on the floor when I came in this morning,"
she said. "My camisole too. The green one?"

"Oh," I blushed and giggled nervously. "Um, I was wearing the black
one."

"Hmmm..." Mom nodded, smiling at me. "I bet it looked nice on you."

"I guess so," I shrugged, thinking this was kinda strange.

"Did Jody like it?"

"Yeah," I answered slowly, waiting for her to get mad about it.

"Why don't you keep it then," Mom suggested and I blinked at her.

"You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad about that?" Mom wondered. "You can wear anything
of mine you want, okay?"

"Uhhh...Okay."

"I don't know how well my clothes will fit you, but..." she shrugged.
"Maybe we should go shopping sometime."

"I...We just...We were fooling around," I said. "Kinda."

"I know," Mom nodded and she leaned forward, reaching for my hand. "It
makes me happy, Samantha. Alright?"

"Alright," I agreed slowly, wondering if this was why my mom hadn't
been totally mad.

I'd been wearing her lingerie, which doesn't sound like a big deal,
and other than being a little weird maybe, it's not, but considering I
didn't even own a pair of panties...

Maybe it was a big deal for her. Like when I'd been wearing Jody's
skirt the other day. Mom wanted me to be a girl and she saw Jody as a
good influence. Sorta. Maybe. If spending a school night having sex
with her in Mom's bed could be called a good thing.

My mom was totally weird!

"Sunday afternoon," she said. "Before I go to work, we'll go to the
mall and pick out some things for you."

"But, I'm grounded," I teased her with a little tongue.

"Don't worry," Mom smiled back. "I'll hold your hand if I have to."

"Great," I rolled my eyes.

I wasn't sure I wanted my mom taking me shopping for clothes. I mean,
it was pretty obvious what she had in mind. Panties, dresses, high
heels too, probably. All the stuff that I'd never wanted, you know?
But if it made her happy...Nobody said I had to actually wear it
anyplace, right? Except I knew Jody would like it a lot and what
wouldn't I do to see her smile? I could sorta try it, maybe. Like
after school sometimes, just dressing up for Jody and letting her
undress me. That would be kind of fun.

And seeing my mom happy too? I'd always loved her and we'd been close,
you know. Really close to each other sometimes, since it was just us.
But not like a mother and daughter should be. Maybe not even like a
mother and son. Seeing her excitement at the idea of taking me
shopping, just the look in her eyes and her smile, it made me think
like we'd been missing something. She'd wanted to share things with
me, but I hadn't let her, I thought. Like the silly things a girl
learns from her mom about being a woman.

I wasn't sure and those ideas were new for me. The feelings, some of
them, were different. Maybe I was looking too deep for something that
wasn't there, like a secret my mom wanted to give me and now maybe she
could. Perhaps there wasn't any secret at all and I was making it all
up, but I didn't think so. I think that was the one day, the one
moment in time when I'd been able to look at myself and say, "I'm
growing up."

I just couldn't decide if that was good or not.



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