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On many of her stories, but not on my copy of this one, deirdre wrote:

Permission granted to archive, repost, or publish in low-cost CD-ROM 
archives of alt groups.  Permission granted to publish in anthologies of 
this type of material if attributed to deirdre and an author's payment is 
sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre. -- deirdre

I'm taking this as a general permission.
                           =====================

                                   Julie
                                by deirdre


"Well, I suppose we all do sometimes."  Martha had asked me if I felt
my life was in a rut.

"No, I'm serious, Julie.  You don't seem to get excited about anything
anymore."

"Well, life is...comfortable with Dave."  I suppose I was interested in
excitement, but not too much.  Real excitement usually meant real
*trouble*.  "I mean...we're getting along very nicely."

"You've got to *think* about this, Julie."  That was all we said on the
subject, but if you want to know the truth, she did make me think.  I
began to wonder if things could be a bit less routine in my life.

The next time we met, Martha was back on my case again: "Did you
think about the possibility of getting out of the doldrums?"

"Oh, Martha, you exaggerate, but yes, I did think about it a bit."

"But you don't know what to do, do you?"

"Well, I haven't really thought about it too much as of yet."

"Hmm,...I know!  Come with me!"  Suddenly she was up and putting on
her jacket!  And motioning me to come along.

"Come where?"  I asked.

"Just come along.  You're being stogey again."  She was handing me
my jacket.  I guess I'm a pushover--I came along.

Once we were in her car and driving across town, I had more time to
wonder what was up: "Where are we going?"

"I know just the thing to spice up your life," was her uninformative
reply.  Well, it *did* inform me to be on my guard.

"And what is *that*?"

"I know this guy!  You'll..."

I cut her off short.  "A guy!?  Turn this car around!"

"No, listen!  I *swear* this is exactly what you need!"

"What are you talking about!?  You want me to *cheat* on Dave?"

"Oh, Julie, you don't need to be so uptight.  We'll see him and... well
Dave need never know.  Just wait 'til you find out what he's like!"

"Martha!  *Please* turn the car around!  Uh, do you... *do it* with this
guy?"

"Ah, ha!  Julie gets curious!  I swear he is exactly what you need.
Different than Dave."

"What's wrong with Dave?"

"Nothing, Julie dear.  But this guy will do things to you that Dave
never will.  And you can let him because you won't be seeing him
every day."

"Things?"

"Oh, you'll find out!  With your rear."

"*Martha!*"

"He'll make you *love* it.  Wait and see."

What had I got myself in to?  We were turning into a driveway!  My
heart was beating like no tomorrow.  I made myself take a deep
breath and relax.  I'd just say no.  They weren't going to *rape* me.
Would they?  I tried to suppress the uncomfortable doubt.

We walked up to the door.  I guess my curiosity got the best of me... I
wanted to *see* this guy.  Martha was doing it with him?  Her rear?
I *had* to know more.

A woman answered the door.  Martha didn't seem perturbed at all and
drew me into the front hall.

"Is your husband here?"  Martha asked.  She was craning her neck to
look into the other rooms.

"Who is this?" the woman asked in return.

"Oh, this is Julie," replied Martha.

"And you brought her so Gary could do her ass?"  I couldn't believe we
were having this conversation!  "Gary will be pleased!  Yes, indeed!"

I just stared!  And there was more to stare at than the conversation:
the woman had reached out and touched Martha, on the chest!  And
Martha just stood there.  "And did *you* come to take Gary's cock in
your ass too, Martha?"  Martha glanced at me and looked at the
woman, but didn't pull away!  The woman had run her hand down
Martha's body to her skirt and lifted it so she could slip her hand
under it.  "*You* want his cock in your ass, don't you, Martha?  You're
not answering me, are you?"

"I...," Martha was tongue-tied.  The woman had her hand under
Martha's skirt and was obviously using it, and was unbuttoning
Martha's blouse with her other hand!

The woman moved closer to Martha, so their faces were only inches
apart.  "You're going to let Julie watch, aren't you Martha?"  Martha's
blouse was already off and the woman had unhooked her bra and was
undoing her skirt!  Martha just stood there with her mouth open.
"Julie's going to watch you beg him for it, Martha.  Beg to suck it.
Beg to take it in your ass."  She had Martha nude except for her
shoes, and slipped around behind her.  She continued her talking over
Martha's shoulder.  "You *like* it in your ass, don't you Martha?"
While saying *like*, she had jammed fingers right into Martha's
behind.

"Yes," came Martha's reply in a breathy whisper.  She no longer met
my eyes.  But I stared and stared.  I thought about what I was going
to see.  There was no way I was going to walk out.

                           =====================
                                   Julie
                                by deirdre
                                   -30-


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