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(FF, 1st-lesbian- expr, rom) *** We met Peggy Zeis and Jarrell in 'Redneck' and Peggy, in her own voice, told of their 1st encounter, her 1st debauchery, her loss of naïveté; a glimpse into her hurt and anger. Well, Peggy thought about it for a couple of days and realized she was feeling hurt by Jarrell and felt her anger building towards him, and yet she was falling in love with that redneck nigger and was in total turmoil. She was mopey and dopey and needed to talk this out... but with whom could she discuss her feelings of guilt regarding her indiscretion. She couldn't call home, she couldn't tell her girlfriends from the Christian Youth Group that she was depraved and had slept with a Negro... that she had given her sacred virginity to a total stranger on their first meeting. She couldn't call her Pastor; Oh what a mess. But it was obvious to her new roommate Kathy that something was up: "Hey girl, are you OK? I know we just met and then I split for the weekend, but you seem like... depressed now, and that wasn't the impression I got when we 1st met." Kathy wanted to know so that she didn't have to live 9 months with a nut job. Peggy burst into tears and sobbed for a bit until she was able to gain her composure, thinking to herself that redneck girls don't cry like this. Peggy blurted out through her contained sobbing "No, I'm not OK and I need to talk this out, but I don't know who I can talk to." Kathy was relieved. "Oh good, it's 'something,' so you're not just crazy" Peggy was shocked and then burst out laughing through her tears. "No, I'm not crazy, just hurt angry and confused, that's all." Some of the weight had already lifted. "A boy?" Kathy queried. Peggy nodded her head yes. "First time?" Kathy knowingly pressed on. Peggy welling up again nodded her agreement. "Did he hurt you?" Before Peggy could answer Kathy withdrew her question. "Duh, of course he hurt you otherwise you wouldn't be in this state... what I mean is did he hurt you physically?" Kathy wanted to know if her roommate needed medical help or friendship, or both. "Well I don't need a doctor if that's what you mean." Peggy replied matter-of-factly. "Ok, good. Now spill!" Kathy knew how to be a friend. Despite her embarrassment, Peggy realized the opportunity presented by her roommate and after a deep breath and sigh with a heavy expulsion of air, proceeded to tell Kathy the whole story. Instead of Kathy holding Peggy's hand and looking her in the eye as she recanted her ordeal, Kathy continued to fold her laundry and got up and proceeded to put it away in her cubby. Somehow she knew instinctively that it would give Peggy more comfort to just let her tell her story rather than dwelling on whatever Peggy didn't want to reveal; at least until Peggy was done. Peggy was just about finished telling her new friend everything... everything except that she came and that it shocked her because she knew most girls don't the first time. She was withholding because she didn't want her roommate to know she enjoyed the rough treatment. "How big was he?" Kathy knew size mattered. "Six Five maybe," Peggy replied. "Haha, No, I don't mean how tall was he; I mean how big was his prick?" Kathy clarified. "Oh, um... well I couldn't get my hand around it... it was really thick and I could probably get three or four hands in a row... maybe ten or twelve inches?" Peggy answered with uncertainty. "That Bastard!" "That fucking Bastard" "Sweetie, are you still bleeding?" Kathy was now angry and concerned for her friend. "No, I think I pretty much stopped yesterday" This was getting more personal then Peggy really wanted to get. "When is your period, Peggy?" "I had finished just two days before." "Are you regular?" "Like clockwork." Kathy now sat beside Peggy on her bed and drew Peggy to her breast and began stroking her hair. The water works began and Peggy ranged from seeping tears to mild sobbing to full out crying to just short of whaling as Kathy consoled her. Kathy's tee shirt and shorts were soaked with Peggy's tears, drool and runny nose. As Peggy finally calmed, Kathy got up and removed her top and bra, shorts and thong, and walked to her cubby and just grabbed a clean top and shorts and threw them on... no need for underwear and returned to her seat beside Peggy. As she did this she began: "First, I just want to tell you that I'm real glad for you that you probably won't get pregnant. You have been very forthright with me and I want to tell you a little of my story too. I want you to go and get an anonymous AIDS test, you can do it on campus and it's free, and no one will know. You owe that to yourself. When were done talking, I want to check you and make sure you're not injured." As Kathy continued speaking Peggy welled up once again, and again, as a demonstration of her compassion, Kathy put Peggy's head to her breast. Peggy began to protest while crying, "I don't want to ruin another one of your shirts; you just did your laundry." "Shssssh," Kathy still consoling. "Peggy, when I was almost 14, my stepfather who had married Mom 4 years earlier, seduced me when Mon was in Florida taking care of her dying Mom. My stepfather was a very large man, a logger from Coos Bay. He was probably six nine or six foot ten and probably weighed 380 pounds. "He always had work even when the loggers were out of work, and took very good care of us. We always had food on the table and I always had new clothes for school. My mom was very grateful that I had a Dad too, because my real Dad was and is in jail for at least the next twenty-five years. He shot a cop during a meth drug raid on our house... my dad was a dealer." "It was a Friday night and Vernon, that was my stepfather's name, anyway he was drunk on beer. I was on the cheerleading squad and we had been out at a basketball game. I got home about 9:30. Vernon wanted me to get into bed with him because he missed my Mom and just wanted to hold me. "I paid him no mind and went and took a shower and put on my nightgown and got ready for bed myself. Vernon was sitting up watching TV but had fallen asleep. I shook him and told him to get into bed and turned off the TV. He complied and headed for his bedroom but had grabbed my wrist and repeated that he just wanted to hold me." "I thought about it and figured he was drunk anyway and would fall right asleep. He didn't. He raped me. His prick was huge just like Jarrell. Maybe the only difference was Jarrell warmed you up first." The air was dead silent. Peggy stopped crying and was now reversing roles and began stroking Kathy's hair and Kathy had lain down on Peggy's lap. She had her hand on the inside of Peggy's thigh just below the top of her cutoffs. Peggy didn't think anything of it. The emotion of the moment was too powerful. Kathy continued: "He couldn't have been that drunk because he told me if I told on him that would be the end of the gravy train. The next night, Saturday when he got drunk, he raped my ass. I never stopped bleeding and had to go to the Doctor. He had to take a stitch here and there. They all asked me who and I never told." Kathy was now leaking tears onto Peggy's shorts and really gripping her thigh. Kathy really began to sob and cry. When she regained her composure Kathy continued: "Fortunately the next week my Mom came home. I didn't say anything for two years. When I told my Mom the truth two years later she confronted Vernon and he denied everything. The next day, he was killed by a roller, a runaway log rolling down hill that crushed him. Mom now gets a check every month and will until she dies. The room fell dead silent. Kathy eventually got up and hugged Peggy as an equal. After a very long embrace Kathy finally said: "I want to make sure you're OK sweetie, get undressed I'm going to examine you." Although this was much too intimate for Peggy, she stripped off her shorts and thongs. Kathy's examination brought Peggy so much pleasure that she dared not stop her new lover. Peggy thought to herself 'How ironic that I love it rough and love it gentle.' Peggy went on the pill almost immediately and Jarrell became a regular contributor to Peggy and Kathy's lovemaking. Kathy lapped up any deposits Jarrell might have made to any of Peggy's orifices. Peggy never reciprocated, lest she become lesbian... for now. To be continued? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 47