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Warning! This is an adult story. It was written for adults on an adult
topic. It contains graphic descriptions of sex acts. These acts may involve
preteens having sex with adults. If you object to this type of material or
if you are under the legal age to read such material in your area, please
leave now. All others please continue and enjoy yourselves.


The following story is a fantasy. It never happened. It takes place
completely in that dark part of my mind where I store my fantasies. No real
children were hurt or even took part in the writing of this story. Please
do not try this at home.


The codes I have used are for the whole story. They do not all apply to
every chapter.


I Married Three Girls
(MF, Mgg, Fgg, gg, Rom, Ped, Inc. slow)
by Uncle Sky


Chapter 20


I had trouble sleeping that night. I'd sleep for a little bit and then wake
up. I was tossing and turning so much the covers were all twisted into a
knot. I kept having the same dream over and over. I was sitting on a chair
in the middle of a huge room. It was empty except for the chair and me. I
was sitting there masturbating and there were tears running down my cheeks.
It was scary to be that alone.


I woke up again at about five o'clock and went for a pee. I looked at my
face in the mirror and saw a haggard looking guy staring back at me. I
shook my head and went back to bed. This time I slept better. No more dream
and I lay still I guess, because the covers were not messed up when I
finally woke up the next time. I just lay there listening for a few
minutes. There was no noise. Thinking it must still be early, I glanced
over at the clock.


Damn! It was nine o'clock and the girls should be gone to school and Jenn
to work by then. And Callie should be up and around making noise too. But
it was dead quiet. I got up and went looking. Jenn's room was empty. So was
the girl's room. That wasn't unexpected. I went out to the front room.
Empty. Then the kitchen. Empty. The house was deserted except for me. Was
this my dream again? Was I still sleeping? No. I was awake. I had no idea
what was going on but sure was going to find out.


I went back into the bathroom to get cleaned up and ready for my day.
That's when I saw it. A big note was stuck to the mirror where I couldn't
miss it. I guess Callie wanted to be sure I saw it and knew that was a good
place. I pulled it off the mirror and read it


"Carl darling, You looked so comfortable sleeping that I didn't want to
wake you up. The girls and Jenn will have gone by the time you get up I'm
sure. I'm leaving early to go over and help Frank get Patty ready for
school. It's his first day at work and I know he'll be in a hurry to get
there on time. I'll stay and watch over Emily after he and Patty leave. Why
don't you come over for lunch? I know Emily would love to see you. Love,
Callie."


Well that explained why I was alone. It was a reasonable explanation too. I
had plenty to do so I took my shower and made myself some toast and had it
for breakfast with a glass of juice. It wouldn't be that long until lunch
so I didn't need much.


I had a number of calls to make so I sat down and got started. First thing
was to call Jenn and remind her to get her car registration. I also told
her I'd add her and her car to my auto policy if it was alright with her. I
thought it would be easier and cheaper. She thanked me and agreed it would
be best. I reminded her that she and Jill were scheduled for the doctor
that afternoon. She said she'd meet me at Frank's apartment and we could
leave from there since Jill was going there after school.


Next I called the local office of my insurance company. They handled both
auto and life for me. I told them about my new family and asked them to
send me an application and any other forms I needed to fill out to get
Callie put on as beneficiary and add her and the girls to the policy. I
also told them about adding Jenn and Callie as drivers and the extra car to
the my auto policy. I was told it would be in the mail that day unless I
wanted to come in. I decided that the mail would be good enough.


My last call was to the landlady. I asked if she had time for a visit. She
told me to come on over that she had all the time in the world. I hung up
and left right away. I arrived at her place and was greeted with a smile
and invited in. She offered coffee and donuts and I accepted. We sat down
and I got right to the point. I explained about wanting to make alterations
to the house. I told her my ideas and said I'd make sure she approved
before anything was actually done. I also asked if she had given any
thought to selling.


"Not really. I like having the steady income and no taxes on any profit I'd
make selling it. I'll think about it and let you know if I change my mind
but I'm pretty sure I won't. As for the alterations, I see no problem.
It'll only make the place worth more and as long as I have approval rights
you should be able to go ahead with it."


We chatted for a while about other things and after about an hour I left
just in time to get to Frank's place by noon. I was still a little angry at
the girls for ignoring me and leaving me alone for so long but I knew it
wouldn't be right to show it to Emily. I put on a happy face when I got
there.


Callie let me in when I rang the bell and greeted me with a quick kiss. She
told me that lunch was almost ready and suggested I go in and say hello to
Emily. She had that funny smile again but I didn't comment on it. I tapped
on the door to let Emily know I was there in case she wasn't covered. Silly
I guess in a nudist's home but that's just the way I am.


Emily called out to come in and I stepped in to see a bright smile on her
face and her arms held out to me inviting a hug. I was more than happy to
comply. She hugged me very tightly and then pulled back a little to aim a
kiss at my mouth. I wasn't too surprised until I felt her tongue slip into
my mouth. What the hell? Why not? She was a lovely lady and I felt like I
needed a little affection any way. We held the kiss and in fact worked it
for several minutes.


We pulled apart and just looked at each other for a minute before she
spoke.


"Thank you Carl. That was very nice. I enjoyed it a lot and must admit I
found it exciting."


"I assure you it was my pleasure. You offered and I was more than happy to
accept it. As you may notice if you look in the right place, I found it
exciting as well."


She glanced down at my crotch and we both laughed. Then I got a real shock.
I was sitting on the bed next to her and before I could move, she reached
over and put her hand on my cock. I felt her squeeze it gently and then
just hold it. I was rock hard in an instant.


"My oh my. You are big and hard. You must be excited. It's nice to know I
can still do that to a man other than my husband. Would you like some help
with that pole?"


I was tempted to accept her offer but thought better of it. I thanked her
and took her hand off my cock and held it as I thanked her for the offer. I
think she was a little disappointed but accepted my excuse that lunch was
coming in just a couple of minutes. The moment passed and we talked for a
while.


"Before I forget Carl, I wanted to thank you again for the talk you gave me
and for letting Patty stay with you over night. It was the first time Frank
and I have had to play in a long while. It was fantastic. We did so much I
was almost unconscious from all the exertion at the end. But it was worth
it. And since then he pays more attention to me and my body. He touches me
and kisses me more and I feel human again. I owe it all to you."


"Don' t be silly. I didn't do anything any friend wouldn't do. I'm just
glad it all worked out and you both had a good time together."


Callie came in with our lunch after clearing her throat several times in
the hall. I think she may have thought we were doing something private. I
wondered what she'd have thought if she'd seen Emily holding my cock a few
minutes before. The way things had been going lately I had a feeling she
wouldn't have cared.


We had a pleasant lunch and then Emily took a nap. Callie and I sat in the
living room and talked for a while. She said that Emily was much weaker
than she was letting on. Her medicine wasn't keeping the pain under control
as well as it should and she was going to see the doctor the next day to
see how things were going and hopefully to get more medications that would
work. I was bothered by the news and made a mental note to ask Emily about
her condition and what had been and was being done.


"Carl, there's something that Emily asked me and I think you should know.
She said she had talked to Frank and he's in favor of what she wants. It
all depends on you."


I was really curious about what she was going to say. It sounded serious so
I listened quietly.


"You did a good job of making Emily feel good about herself again. But she
still thinks only Frank can possible be attracted to her. She wants to try
something with you. She can't fuck and wouldn't if she could. It's kind of
like the way you and I feel. It's okay to fool around but fucking is for
her husband only. I think you should go for it if she makes a move on you.
It would make her feel like a real woman again."


"I think it may be too late. She made her move while we were waiting for
you to bring in lunch and I stopped her by saying there was no time. I had
no idea you and Frank were in on it and in favor of a little playing. I do
find her attractive and would like to play if she wants to. But I doubt
she'll try again."


Just then I heard the little bell and Callie told me to go see what Emily
needed. She wanted to watch her soap so I left her to it. Emily was in need
of help to the potty again. I helped her up and we walked arm in arm to the
bathroom. I was prepared to leave her alone this time to avoid any invasion
of her privacy like what had happened the first time. She stopped me,
holding on to my arm.


"If you don't mind Carl, will you stay and let me hold your arm? I'm
feeling a little weaker than last time."


I agreed and stood by her side so she could lean against me and hold on
while she peed. I heard the sound of her stream hitting the water and
couldn't help remembering the view I'd gotten the last time I helped her. I
glanced down and was able to see her pussy. She had her hips tilted back so
it pushed up and was clearly visible. She looked up and caught me checking
her pussy out. She smiled as she took some paper to wipe herself.


"Like what you see Carl? If you can't see well enough you could get down
closer."


I must have turned beet red. I tried to apologize but she just laughed and
told me she found it a compliment. She was done so I lifted her up and
instead of walking her back I carried her to her bed. She was very light
and small so it was no big deal. But when we got to the bed she wouldn't
let go of my neck. She pulled me closer and kissed me again. It was another
deep and long one and it had the same effect as the earlier one.


"Oops. I seem to have done it again. I'm sorry. Are you sure you wouldn't
like some help with that?"


Remembering what Callie had told me and also that I hadn't had any fun for
three days and nights, I decided to go for it.


"As a matter of fact, pretty lady, I would very much like to play if you
feel up to it."


The look of surprise on her face was worth a fortune. She still held me
close and pulled me in for another kiss. I didn't wait for any more clues.
I reached up and ran my fingers along her chin and under her ear then down
her neck. I moved slowly so she could stop me at any point. But she didn't
stop me. Instead her hand went to my cock and held it tightly as I
continued.


I let my fingers trail slowly down over her shoulder to her chest. I felt
around her breasts through her gown. I skipped over her nipples at first
but then went back and pinched first one then the other. It got quite a
reaction from her. She moaned and sighed and pushed her chest out for more.
I took both hands and placed them on her shoulders and then slid them down.
Her gown came down as my hands moved to her elbows. She slipped her arms
out of the gown and it bunched around her waist, leaving her naked from the
waist up. She was still beautiful if a little thin.


There was no way I could resist her charms and I kissed my way down over
her chest to her breast. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it. I
wiggled my tongue over it as it hardened. She loved the attention and I
moved over to give her other nipple equal time. Each time I changed which
nipple I was sucking, I used my hand on the other one. I stopped from time
to time so I could move back to her lips for another kiss. Always keeping
her tits under my careful attention.


I wasn't sure about her pussy. I wanted to touch her but was afraid it
might hurt her in some way. I decided to give it a shot and slowly ran my
fingers down her belly past her navel to her mound. There was plenty of
time for her to stop me if she wanted to. She didn't. I found her pussy was
wet and the lips were puffy. I slipped my finger in between the labia and
slid it up through the slit to her clit. She bucked against my hand and
pressed her cunt to my finger for more.


I continued my ministrations to her tits and her pussy using both hands and
my mouth and tongue. She slipped down in the bed so she was flat on her
back and spread her legs apart to give me better access. I'd gone pretty
far with only acceptance so I decided to continue. I got down between her
legs and put my mouth to work on her pussy. She was wet and hot and seemed
very receptive to my attempts to get her off. My tongue was moving up and
down her slit and she was moaning and groaning as if she were close to
cuming. I was afraid to do much more but I slipped a finger in her chanel
just a tiny bit. I rubbed around the entrance to her vagina and licked her
clit. That seemed to do it and she came like a freight train.


I held her close and pulled my finger out and stopped licking her clit. I
kissed her pussy and licked up the juices but backed off as she came down
from her orgasm. The smile on her face was the best reward I could have
asked for. She just relaxed there in that position for a few minutes before
she could even speak. I saw tears in the corner of her eyes as she spoke.


"That was wonderful Carl. I haven't enjoyed anything that much except for
what Frank and I did for a very long time. You made me feel like a woman
again. Thank you so much."


"It was very much my pleasure Emily. I enjoyed it as much as you did. Maybe
more."


"I doubt that. Look at your pants. You must be in pain with your dick so
hard. You didn't get to cum like I did. Let me fix that for you."


She was right. It was painful. I hadn't cum in three days and playing with
her had me very worked up. I didn't resist as she reached for my pants. It
didn't take her long to open my zipper and reach inside. Her hand closed
around my hot, hard cock and I nearly creamed right then. She started to
pull my cock out in the open where she could work on it. I moaned at her
touch. Her soft hand was warm and gentle.


"Carl. Jenn and Jill are here and it's time to go to the doctor. Hurry up
so you won't be late."


Damn! It was Callie and she was calling me from the other room. I tucked my
dick back in my pants and zipped up. In a way I was glad Callie hadn't come
in just at that moment. I don't know why exactly but it just didn't seem
like a good idea. I leaned over and kissed Emily, then stood to leave.


"Thanks for the offer Emily. I wish I could have stayed for the finish but
I guess it just wasn't the right time. I hope you understand. Maybe another
time."


She smiled and agreed it was fun and maybe another time. I left and met
Jenn and Jill in the front room. They were smiling that funny smile just
like Callie. Did they know what they interrupted? They sure acted like it
but didn't say anything. I kissed Callie good bye and she promised to bring
the girls home as soon as Frank got home. They'd all arrived before I left.
She promised to explain the new schedule when we talked later. I wasn't
quite sure what she meant but didn't have time to ask.


The trip to the doctor's office was short and I was surprised to find they
were ready for us only minutes after we arrived. I asked to speak to the
doctor alone before the exams and they put Jenn and Jill in different
examination rooms while I met with the doctor. I explained my relationship
to Jenn and guardianship of Jill. I told her of the abuse Jill had suffered
from her father and also told her of the undernourished condition I'd found
them in. I asked to be informed of her findings when she was done.


"That will depend on the agreement of the patients of course."


I agreed that she was correct and I would expect no less. I also mentioned
the other girls I would be bringing in the next day. I told her about just
getting married and adopting the girls. I asked her to do a complete check
on them all and told her I'd be there for that appointment too. She
understood and went out to do the exams.


I waited for what seemed like hours for the examinations to be completed.
At long last I was ushered into the office where I found Jenn and Jill
waiting with the doctor. The news was good. They were in excellent health
except for some lingering effects of their poor diet. She recommended some
vitamin supplements and continued good meals. She said that some lab work
they had ordered would be back in a day or two and she'd call with the
results. I thanked her and we left.


Jenn asked me to stop at a pharmacy on the way home so she could get the
vitamins. Then she told me she also got prescriptions for birth control
pills for them both. That surprised me since I was sterile. She explained
that she had talked the doctor into it for Jill to control her erratic
periods and needed no explanation for herself. I let it go at that
realizing she had reasons for needing the pills that did not include me.


When we got home we found everyone was there. Callie was making supper with
help from Julie. June was doing her homework. They were all naked so we
went in to undress too. Whatever Callie was making sure smelled good. I
went out to see but was shooed out of the kitchen and told it would be
ready soon. I went in and logged on the computer for a while.


Supper was ready in no time and we all sat down for our family meal. The
girls seemed very happy about something but when I asked they just told me
they had fun in school that day and were still feeling good about it.


Then Callie explained what she had meant about the new schedule. She and
Jenn had decided the best way to help Frank and Emily and still take care
of our family.


Jenn would go over to their place early in the morning to get Patty off to
school and then sit with Emily. After Callie got our breakfast and sent the
girls off to school, she'd go relieve Jenn so she could go to work. Callie
would stay until Jenn came back after work and then come home. Jenn would
stay until Frank got home and then she'd come home. Jill said she'd like to
go over after school and spend some time with Jenn and Emily. It sounded
like a good plan and we all agreed to it starting the next day.


When we finished I asked about dessert and was told we would have it later.
That seemed odd but I didn't complain and we went out to watch some TV.
Callie and Jenn stayed in the kitchen to clean up.


The three young ones finished their homework very quickly with no help from
me and were soon sitting on the couch with me. June claimed the special
seat on my lap and the other two sat on either side of me. They were in a
very good mood and played around with my cock and made sure I played with
their tits and pussies too. We were all getting pretty hot and I wondered
if I was finally going to get some relief or if this was another tease.


I had no idea what was coming. We kept fooling around and after a bit June
turned to face me with her pussy rubbing along my hard cock. She leaned in
and kissed me holding it for quite some time while she slipped her tongue
in and around my mouth. I had my eyes closed and arms around her while the
other two got off the couch. I wondered where they were going but soon
found out. June pulled away and slipped off my lap in one smooth move. I
opened my eyes and was surprised beyond all expectations at what I saw and
heard.


"Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday dear (Uncle) (Daddy) Carl. Happy Birthday to you."


I was speechless. There they were all lined up in front of me singing
together and with Callie holding a huge birthday cake with candles and
everything. I must admit it brought tears to my eyes. I hadn't had a
birthday cake or celebration of any kind for many years. I'd even forgotten
that it was my birthday. It turned out that Callie and the rest had been
planning it for days and trying to keep it a secret. They managed better
than I would have thought possible.


I stood up and blew out the candles. My wish was only that things would
continue to be as wonderful as they were for many years to come. Of course
I didn't tell them my wish or it wouldn't come true. We went back out to
the kitchen and had some cake and ice cream. I laughed at the candles on
the cake. They were two numbers with candles on them. A six and a two. Jenn
said they couldn't get a fire permit for that many separate candles.


When we finished the cake and ice cream I was pulled up from my chair and
dragged out to the couch again. I expected to be smothered in little girls
but they all left the room. I sat there alone wondering what would come
next. I didn't have long to wait. They came out in a line, each carrying a
package wrapped in blue paper. (They knew my favorite color.) They stood in
front of me and told me it was time for my gifts.


June got to start as the youngest and it went up by age from there. Each
handed me my gift and waited while I opened it. I was informed that each
had indeed picked out the gift with no help. June gave me a package of
socks. Julie gave me some underwear. Jill gave me a nice sport shirt.
Callie gave me a pair of slacks and Jenn gave me a sport coat. All very
nice and things I needed. I thought that was all and thanked them each with
a kiss.


"There's more Daddy."


They each produced an envelope and handed it to me. They were greeting
cards of course. I opened the one from June. It was a funny one and I
laughed as expected. Then I noticed a slip of paper had fallen out. I
opened it and read the message that had been carefully printed on it.


GOOD FOR ONE VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY BLOW JOB


I smiled and thanked June. I told her I looked forward to collecting. I
went to Julie's card next. It was also a funny one and had a slip of paper
enclosed.


GOOD FOR ONE VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY FUCK


I laughed and thanked her telling her also that I looked forward to using
her gift very soon.


Next came Jill. Her's followed the pattern.


GOOD FOR ONE VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY ASS FUCK


Again I thanked the giver and moved on to Jenn. I couldn't imagine what
her's was going to say.


THIS GIFT CERTIFICATE GOOD FOR ONE VERY SPECIAL ALL NIGHT ANYTHING GOES
BIRTHDAY SEX SESSION


That pretty much covered all the bases so I was at a loss trying to think
what Callie's would say. She managed to top them all.


THIS GIFT CERTIFICATE ENTITLES THE BIRTHDAY BOY TO A LIFETIME OF LOVE AND
SEX WITH HIS LOVING WIFE


I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her with all the passion I could
muster. I held her in my arms and couldn't think of anything to say but
"thank you my love."


June broke it up with her next announcement.


"Those aren't any good tonight Daddy. Tonight's all free and starts right
now."


The three young ones pulled me into my room and pushed me down on the bed.
They climbed up and took positions around me. Jill explained the plan. It
was to be just the three girls. June and Julie were positioned at my sides
with feet up by my head and heads down at my crotch. Jill had somehow won
the right to place her hot little cunt over my mouth for me to eat. The
other two would lick and suck my cock until I came or died, which ever came
first.


I laughed at her joke and thought it might not be a bad way to go. The
girls all took their positions and started the fun. I couldn't see who was
doing what to my cock because Jill was sitting on my face. She was facing
the head of the bed and holding herself up with the headboard. My arms were
pinned so all I could use on Jill was my mouth and tongue. But I was able
to feel a hot wet pussy pressed against each hand. I began to feel around
and stroke them both. There would be no penetration but I was giving all I
could to them with my fingers slipping up and down over their tiny clits.


I kissed Jill's pussy to start and found she was already dripping wet and
hot. I lapped up the juices and then slipped my tongue between her labia. I
licked up through the slit to her clit and found it erect and ready for my
attention. I nibbled at it and sucked on it before moving down again to the
entrance to her hole. I managed to stick my tongue a fair distance inside
her and felt her reaction as she clamped down on it and mashed her pussy
down on my mouth.


All the while I was doing my best to bring Jill off, the others were doing
a job on my cock. I only managed to keep from cuming by thinking about Jill
and not what they were doing. When I let myself, I was able to feel tongues
licking up and down the shaft and over the head. I felt first one then the
other take the head into her mouth and suck a few times. They traded off
and after a while increased the action by sliding down until the head hit
the back of their throat. I felt the difference in girls as one went
further down than the other. But they were both very good at it and I was
going to cum soon no matter what I tried to do to delay it.


At the same time I was stroking and pinching the other two pussies. It
seemed to be working because I could feel them wiggling around in their
excitement. I wasn't sure I'd be able to bring them off but I was sure
going to try.


I was still licking and sucking Jill's pussy. I paid more and more
attention to her clit as I sensed her rising excitement. Her hips were
moving back and forth causing her pussy to rub over my mouth. I had a time
of it trying to maintain contact as her excitement grew. I knew she was
close and so I kept my tongue pressed firmly on her clit. She was moving
enough so I didn't have to. She in effect, brought herself off on my
tongue. I felt her stiffen and grind her cunt down on my mouth. I was
having trouble breathing and thought I might pass out.


Just as Jill released the pressure on my mouth so that I could breathe, I
felt whoever had my cock in her mouth push down on it hard. The head
slipped into her throat and stayed for a second as she swallowed. The
feeling of her throat massaging my cock was all it took to send me over.
Who ever it was pulled back so just the head was in her mouth and sucked as
I pumped an unusually large amount of cum into her mouth. Suddenly there
was a quick change and the other girl took over and sucked out more cum.
They made the switch a couple of times only stopping when I stopped cuming.


It was only a short time before I felt the two girls on my hands clamp
their thighs together as they came. I had managed, in spite of the limits,
to bring them both to a climax.


Jill had recovered enough to move off my face and allow me to see what was
going on with my cock. Both June and Julie were smiling from ear to ear and
licking my cock clean between the smiles. We all just rested for a while.
It had been a fantastic session and I thanked them all. It was then that I
realized I hadn't seen Callie and Jenn during the time with the kids.


"Where are Jenn and Callie? Aren't they part of this celebration?"


They all giggled as Jill answered.


"Oh, they'll be in soon. But we're not through with you yet. Are you ready
for more fun?"


I still had the feeling I was missing something but let it go since I was
having so much fun.


"I'm at your disposal girls. I don't know if I can manage another erection
but I'm willing to try if you are."


Julie moved into position up by my head and Jill joined June down by my
cock. I soon had two tongues and mouths giving my limp dick all the
attention I could want. There was no reaction at first, but they didn't let
that stop them. They took turns licking and sucking with loads of youthful
energy.


Meanwhile, Julie was kissing me and nibbling my ear and generally playing
with my nipples. I'd thought she would mount me so I could eat her out like
I did Jill but she showed no sign of wanting that. I was enjoying myself so
I didn't complain. Then after I had decided she wasn't going to do it,
Julie did mount me. She took the same position Jill had taken and I went
about eating her just as I had Jill. It was at the same time that I
realized the others had managed to get me hard again. They were very good
at what they were doing.


I felt the bed move as one of the girls left for a minute. Then it moved
again as she returned. I had no idea what was coming next but had a feeling
it would be something very nice. I began to get an idea when I felt the
touch of a hand on my cock. It was covered in what I assumed was KY Jelly.
I could only think of one reason why any of the girls would need it. They
had all been fucked so that couldn't be it. My only thought was maybe one
of them wanted to try ass fucking.


After I was well greased Julie slid down so she was sitting on my chest. I
couldn't see anything past her body as she blocked my line of sight. She
leaned down and whispered in my ear.


"Do we have your permission to do anything we want to, Daddy?"


I trusted them so I said yes. Julie turned her head and called back to the
others.


"OKay, he's ready."


I tried to see around her to find out what was coming next but she was very
careful to block my vision. I felt the bed move again as if the others had
gotten up off it. Then it sagged heavily as if someone larger had climbed
on. I felt hands touching me and some other body parts along my legs and
hips but still had no idea what or who it was. Then I felt my cock being
held up strait. There was a pause and then something warm and tight slid
down over the head. I couldn't move so I had to wait for them to take the
next step.


What I heard next was a tiny voice coming from down below my chest.


"Happy Birthday Grampa Carl."


Julie moved off my chest so I could see. There was Patty sitting above my
hips with the head of my cock buried in her tiny pussy. I almost yelled no
but stopped as she spoke first.


"I want you to take my cherry as my gift to you on your birthday. Mommy and
Daddy said it was okay if I really wanted to and I do. So will you take my
present? Please?"


She looked almost as if she would cry if I said no. She looked so hopeful I
just couldn't refuse. I nodded my head and managed to squeak out an answer.


"Patty my dear, I am honored and pleased that you are offering me this
special gift and I accept it with love."


That was all she needed to hear. She'd been waiting with Callie and Jenn
holding her up until I gave consent. But once I did she looked at Callie
and told her to go ahead. Callie and Jenn placed a hand on each of Patty's
shoulders and after they released their grip on her waist, they pushed her
down sharply on my cock. With all the KY they had used on me and apparently
on her too, she slid down with almost no hesitation. I felt her hymen give
way as I plunged into her very tight pussy and saw her cringe for a moment.


Callie and Jenn both comforted her and told her to sit still for a minute
and it would feel better. I was free to move so I reached up and brushed my
hand over her face and down her neck to her nipples. I teased them a little
and they hardened. They were still very small but showed some reaction to
my caresses. Patty seemed to like it and as I watched she lost the slight
look of pain and started to smile just a little.

As she sat there the smile grew and grew until it covered her whole face.
She was ready and more than willing to continue. Callie and Jenn let go of
her so she could control her own movements. She didn't waste any time in
starting her up and down bouncing. She was small so her position just let
her raise up enough so the head of my cock was in the entrance to her
vagina. Then she plopped down and I felt the tip of my cock hit her cervix
as she winced.


"Not so hard sweetheart. Take your time and let yourself down slowly. It'll
feel a lot better that way."


She followed my suggestion and moved back up more slowly. Then she lowered
herself again only slower and with control. That made her smile again. She
soon set a pace and was bouncing up and down with a regular stroke. I
continued to play with her titties as she fucked me. It was fantastic to
feel that tight pussy gripping my cock on each stroke as if it were milking
me. I could feel spasms going through her cunt too as she kept up the pace.


I held out for quite a while since I'd cum only a few minutes before from a
great blow job. I realize now that I was prepared that way just so I would
last longer. Patty was to have a good long fuck and I was lucky enough to
enjoy it with her. She kept bouncing and slowly increased her speed as time
passed. I was feeling some inclination to cum and found myself pushing up
at her as she pushed down on me. Our pubic bones pounded together on each
stroke and I could see she was getting close.


I reached down with one hand and started to rub her clit with my finger. It
was an instant success. She moaned and then cried out as she came hard. I
saw her stiffen as she ground her pussy down on me. I was pushing up as
hard as I could to get maximum depth as I was cuming too. It was wonderful
and lasted what seemed like minutes before we both collapsed. Patty ended
up laying on my chest breathing hard and hugging me. I was exhausted too
and just held her there.

After a few minutes I realized that Patty had fallen asleep on top of me. I
wondered what I should do but the answer came before I could decide for
myself. Callie and Jenn were on opposite sides of the bed. They each picked
up the edge of the covers and pulled them up over both Patty and I. Callie
leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.


"Good night sweetheart. Happy Birthday."


I whispered a thank you as she and Jenn left the room, turning out the
light as they left. I was alone on the bed with the best present I ever
received. Little Patty was breathing softly on my chest. It tickled the
hair on my chest but not enough to be a problem. It felt good and so did I.
It had been a wonderful day and I'd remember it for as long as I lived. My
sixtysecond birthday and I felt like a kid again.


I was almost asleep when it dawned on me. The reason they had all kept away
from me for three days. They wanted me to be rested for my party and
presents. Those devious ladies and their sneaky plans. I wondered if they
knew that Emily had almost spoiled it. But then I had plenty of energy
saved up. I would still have managed even if she had given me the climax
she promised. Maybe another time.


I slipped off to dream land holding the precious little girl in my arms.
The end of a wonderful day. Tuesday would be back to normal. Or at least as
normal as my life could be under the circumstances.


The end of chapter 20. Still more to come.


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TALK TALK (Chapter 85)

Warren and Sophia were on a plane, flying from the last stop on the
tour, back home.

"Warren?" Sophia said.

"Hmph?" Warren looked up from the book he was reading.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure, Pookie," he said, putting his book away.

"I've been thinking. Something's wrong, honey. I can't completely put
my finger on it, but we're a little bit......I don't know. Disconnected,
somehow. Unraveled."

"What makes you say that?"

"Lots of things." She sighed. "We've been through a lot. But we broke
up, and then we got back together, and almost immediately after that, you
got beat up. Then, we barely get through that, and I decide I want to
experiment with my sexualityand I feel guilty about it, so I talk you
into having a couple of flings." She sighed again. "It just seems so
crazy."

"Honey, we got through it. We did."

"Yeah, but what do we have left?"

"We have us."

"Do we?" She looked at him. "Warren, why is there an 'us'? Why do we
stay together?"

"Because we love one another?" He looked at his hands. "Or has that
changed?"

"No, that has not changed."

"Then I guess I'm missing something."

"Warren, is love enough? Do you really thing it is? Warren, what do
you want from life?"

"First question first. After all we've been through, and we made it
through this past year, and we're still together. Do you really have to
ask if love is enough?"

She smiled at him. "Touche."

"As for what I want from life? Lots of things. Mostly to make sure I
spend it with you. Everything else is negotiable."

Sophia smiled, but then got a serious look on her face. "After the past
year, you still feel that way?"

"Absolutely. Now more than ever. What do you want from life?"

"Just that. A nice, normal relationship with the man I love. We
haven't had that for a while." She looked down. "I can't help but feel I
did a lot of damage to our relationship by insisting on experimenting.
God, when I found out about you and Liz......I thought.....hell, I don't
know what I thought."

"Sophia. Listen to me. It was a one time thing. It was never, ever
going to be more than a onetime thing."

"I know," she smiled. "What did you think about what I was doing?"

"I admit, it bothered me. However, I figured, better you figure that
stuff out now."

"You didn't want me to do it? Why didn't you say anything?"

"The first time, with Alexa, just happened. After that, after the
feelings that awoke in you, I didn't feel I had the right to say no. If I
had said no, you would have just resented me. Better you sort that one out
on your own."

"OK." She looked down. "Sometimes you're too accepting, you know."

"If I had been that accepting, I would have gone to bed with Stephie
Eberhardt." Sophia looked up at him, startled. "Now, most of the reasons I
picked Liz were the right onesshe wanted to lose her virginity to a nice
guy who wouldn't talk, I thought it would be fun, and I knew it would never
go past that day. I also had no idea you'd be that upset that I had picked
Liz. However, I did know that picking Liz would not be what you expected."

"Why was that important?"

"Because I felt controlled. I didn't feel I could stop you from
sleeping with Shawna. You needed to know. But you almost begged me to
sleep with Stephie. 'I'm doing this, and you must even the score, so go
sleep with Stephie.' The problem was, I did not want you to sleep with
Shawna, and I did not want to sleep with Stephie. I couldn't stop the
first, but, because you gave me a loophole by not specifying Stephie, I
could stop the second. I would not have slept with Stephie under any
circumstances. When the opportunity arose with Liz, I went for it."

"So you were rebelling, is that it?"

"Consciously, no. But thinking back on it, I think that,
subconsciously, I might have been trying to send you a message that you
could not control this situation as perfectly as you thought you could."

Sophia smiled ruefully. "The message was received, I can tell you that.
Warren, what do you want from me?"

"Just you. Only you. And I want you to want only me."

She smiled. "Deal. That having been settled, Warren, we still need to
reconnect. We didn't spend hardly any time alone while we were on tour
unless we were having sex."

"Well, the role of Social Butterfly and Grand Hostess comes naturally to
you. Truth be told, I like it, too."

"I know," Sophia smiled, "but the tour is over, school is over, and
we're home for two months. Yeah, we need to spend some time with Jessie
and Crash, and we'll have to hit a party or two. And we have to skate.
However, outside of that, I just want to spend time with you. Just the two
of us. When's the last time we just read together, or played chess, or
just went for a long drive? It seems we've been hopping from crisis to
crisis. I need you, by my side, just being together."

Warren smiled at her. "Do you know how wonderful that sounds?"

"So you see what I mean?"

"Yes. Absolutely. You're right."

She smiled back at him, and reached over in the seat to take his hand.
"You're the most wonderful guy in the world, you know that?"

"Well, I'm hopelessly in love with the most wonderful girl in the world,
I know that much."



When they had been on tour, they had gotten ice time almost every day.
With their schedule a bit crunched, they had decided to start
choreographing a free dance while on tour. They had picked "Riverdance".
By the time they got home, it was about half done. They worked on it for a
couple of weeks, and got it to about threequarters done. However, they
had taken a break one day, and Sophia skated up to Warren.

"Warren, honey? I've been thinking."

"Ohoh," he smiled.

"You just shut up. I've been thinkingRiverdance. For the Olympics.
Us. I'm not quite sure it works. You know how much I love it, and I'd
like to skate to it some day, but I'm not sure it's right for the Olympics.
Hey, Bourne and Kraatz didn't set the world on fire with it."

"Well, our program is better. More unison, less sidebyside skating.
However, I take it you have a better idea?"

"Warren, we're going to the Olympics. Us. I want to skate to something
romantic."

"Did you have any ideas?"

"Yeah. 'Romeo and Juliet'."

"That's been done at the Olympics, too, Pookieby Anissina and
Peizerat."

"No, no, not any of the classical ones. The song, the Dire Straits one.
You know, our song."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I did a sample timing. Of the live version. If we cut the
intro, the last verse, and the outro, it fits. And there's a logical
beginning and end."

"It would be a radical departure, though. It's one constant tempo, and
that is on the slow side of midtempo. It might be a challenge to
choreograph something to that that is technically demanding enough."

"Can we try?"

"Why not?" He smiled at her. "We have 'Riverdance" as a backup."

"Have you come up with any ideas for the Original Dance?"

"Yeah," Warren smiled. "I still can't believe that the rhythm for the
OD is Swing."

"I know. Glenn Miller?"

"No, they'll be expecting that from us. I decided to ratchet up the
intensity a little." He skated over to the boombox, and popped in a CD.
The music was by the Brian Setzer Orchestra, and it was called "If You
Can't Rock Me."

"Warren, does that fit into the beat requirements?" June, their coach,
who had been listening, asked.

"Just," he smiled. "Three beats a minute more and it would be too
fast."

"So, if we can choreograph this correctly, we'll have the fastest OD in
the world?" Sophia asked with a grin.

"That's the plan. Our rooting section will go berserk at Nationals."

"Our rooting section?" Sophia grinned at him. "What makes you so sure
we'll have one?"

"Sophia, where are Nationals this year?"

"You know what? I don't know," she giggled.

Warren gave her a huge grin. "Milwaukee."

"You're kidding! Wow."

"Yup! And I plan to tell a whole bunch of college crazies to fill that
arena wearing Wisconsin red!"



They were at Warren's house that night, just chatting and playing on the
computer. Things were still a bit strained at Sophia's, so they were
spending more time at Warren's. Sophia felt comfortable there, especially
after Peg had pulled her aside the first time they were there that summer
and thanked her for helping Warren through his hard time. "Without you, I
don't know what would have happened." Sophia felt really good about
thatmuch better than going home and being blamed by Dan for "corrupting
Kate." Peg had put a lock on Warren's door and, with Warren's brother and
sister older, had given them all the privacy they wanted. Still, in their
efforts to reconnect with one another, they spent most of their time there
doing things other than having sex.

This was one of those times. They had played some chess and watched a
little TV, then decided to get on the computer. They had decided to create
a little website for themselvesthere were already a couple of fan ones,
but they wanted to do an "official" one, and Sophia had taught herself
HTML. They were working on the website, when Warren's IM beeped.

"Hi Liz. This is Sophia, but Warren's here, too." Sophia typed.

"Hi guys! How you?"

"Wonderful. How are you?"

"Fantastic. Unbelieveable. Totally great."

"Wow, are you a happy puppy!" Sophia typed. "Skating going that well?"

"<G> Yeah, riiigggghhhtttt. No, actually, skating is going great. I
have a killer long program, we think. That's not why I'm so happy,
though."

"<G> Let me guess. Rich?" Sophia typed.

"You got it! We have gone out almost every night since I've been back
in LA. He's like a dream."

"That's so cool! You go to bed with him yet?"

"LOL! Sophia, do you think of anything besides sex?"

"Sure. Sometimes. Well, once in a while <giggle>."

"<G> Well, yes, I've been to bed with him a couple of times. He's a
complete gentleman, so I had to drop a few notsosubtle hints, but I let
him think it was his idea. <G>"

"And it was good?"

"Oh my God."

"Good for you, Liz," Sophia typed. "Warren is over here next to me,
yelling, 'Hallelujah, I'm off the hook!'"

"ROFL! Tell Warren that he is, indeed, off the hook. Oh, and he was
right. Not to disparage his abilities or anything, but it turns out I am,
indeed, really orgasmic. Rich's jaw almost hit the floor the first night.
He told me afterwards he thought he was going to have to sedate me. <G>"

"ROFL!"

"So, how are you guys' programs coming?"

"Well, we just decidedtodayto switch our free, and we haven't even
started our OD yet, so talk to us in a month <G>."

"Hee hee. OK, then."

"Warren wants to know if Dick Button has figured out yet that America's
Skating Sweetheart is a sex maniac."

"Tell Warren if Dick ever asks, I'll be sure to tell him who my first
was, and Dick can figure out that the male member of America's Ice Dance
Love Team is a gigolo. <G>"

"Warren says, 'ouch'."

"<G> Good. Hey, I am eternally grateful to him. If I didn't know him,
I never would have met Rich, right?"

"Warren says, 'That's right, and don't you forget it!'"

"I won't. Ever. There are a lot of things that I'll never forget you
two for. Hey, gotta run, OK? Love you!"

"Love you, too, Liz. Bye."

After Sophia had signed off, Warren looked at her and said, "True Love
Conquers All, yet again. I'm so happy for Liz."

"Yeah, I am too. Hey, we could have a quadruple wedding. Us, Crash and
Jessie, Paul and Cait, and Liz and Rich!"

"Yeah, riiiigggghhhtttttt!"



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THE COMPETITIVE EDGE:
PLAYING THE GAME, BOOK III


by Reverend Cotton Mather




23

REBUILDING


My friends left pretty early on Monday morning. As much as I liked
Trent and Eric, and as much as I enjoyed their visit, I was glad to
watch them pull out of the parking lot and head back out of town. I
didn't think I could take another day of intervention and
intoxication. As it was, I wanted nothing more than to grab some
breakfast, and then go back to my rack and bag some more sleep.

Their efforts were not in vain. They had opened my eyes to the
obnoxious and irresponsible way I had been acting, and I owed
everybody involved in the weekend's activities a huge debt. I vowed
I would not forget it.

I climbed back into bed and slept for three more hours, feeling much
better than I had any right to feel when I woke up. I was energized
and ready to get to work. I called Eddie Whitehead and arranged to
meet him to watch the film of the kid from California, and then I got
busy with my own homework.

Later that day, Eddie and I watched the first of several films of
Harlan Lightfine, the midfielder from Simi Valley, California. He
had led his team into the state tournament three years in a row, and
he also played on an elite club team based in West L.A. We had a lot
of evidence of his skills at hand, but it was obvious, after watching
some of his games, his greatest attribute was his speed with the
ball. I couldn't remember seeing anyone run with the ball in control
with anything approaching Harlan's quickness, not even Eric Johnson.
I quickly began to think of him as 'Lightspeed' instead of Harlan
Lightfine. He was going to bring a whole new dimension to the Gators
soccer program, and I was really looking forward to seeing what we
could become.

Over the next three weeks, I adjusted to the routine. I studied
hard, determined to keep my grades up. I worked with Eddie many
afternoons, and I practiced with the team every day except Sundays.
I did my best to keep my head down, concentrating on doing what
needed to be done.

It was a hard lesson, but I hoped it was one I had learned well.
The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint anybody ever again. I
had lived my miserable life disappointed in myself for many months,
and now that my friends had put me back on the road, I struggled
against my natural inclination to bury my head in the sand. I wanted
to stay the course, and I worked hard to overcome what I knew, better
than anyone else, were my most serious flaws of character and
judgment.

About a week after Trent and Eric left, I got my first letter from
Kayla. I opened it with trepidation, but no poison gases emanated
from it. I held the few pages of paper gingerly. She had apparently
written to me in her spiral notebook and then torn the pages out.
She trimmed the frayed paper with scissors, and the pages were
covered with her feminine, lovely handwriting.

She wrote of mundane, everyday things around school and her house,
and it made my heart ache with sadness. She carefully avoided
mentioning anything about my past idiocy idiocies? and the tone
of her letter was deliberately neutral.

I read it three times in a row, and put it carefully in my desk
drawer for safekeeping. I pulled out a spiral notebook of my own,
and I began my letter back to her. I tried to keep my tone as
careful as she had been, and several times I had to scratch out
sentences and phrases that reeked of the pitiable fool I had become.
I kept at it, though, until I had a reasonably coherent reply. I
read it over several times, making minor revisions, until I was
satisfied it didn't sound too awful. I copied it onto fresh sheets,
tore them out, and I trimmed the edge with scissors, just like Kayla
had done. I knew she would notice I had used the same kind of paper
as she had. It was something I knew she would see right away, and it
felt like the right thing to do. I dropped it into the outgoing mail
slot in the lobby of my dorm, less than twentyfour hours after I had
gotten her letter.

Another bridge to rebuild. I had a lot of them, and each one
required a lot of work. I hoped I had the stamina to bring it all
off.





A couple of weeks later, we were in the showers after a long
practice. We were leaving the next day to head over to a weekend
tournament in Jacksonville, and Pick had been working us pretty hard
all week to prepare for it.

"Hey, Porter." Jesse's voice came to me through the steam in the
shower room.

"Yeah?"

"Have you got your summer clinics set up yet?"

Oh, shit. I had not done anything about them at all. Would my
clinics still be a draw? "No," I admitted. "I'd better see if
there's still interest. I'll drop a note to Danielle. She's got the
lists from the last couple of years."

"You were talking last year of expanding. You still gonna do it?"

"Yeah, I guess I'd like to, if there's a demand." I looked around.
"Spence? You still in here?"

"Over here," he replied. I had shampoo in my eyes, and couldn't see
a thing. His voice came from my other side.

"What do you think about working the clinics again this summer?"

"I just assumed you were going to run them," he said. "I was
planning on working them."

It struck me that my problems were just that: they were mine. They
didn't extend too far beyond me, and didn't affect the kids I had
been working with at all. It was a struggle for me to look beyond my
own insecurities and shortcomings, and Spencer's simple declaration
blindsided me with the realization that others didn't necessarily
share my internal agonies.

"Okay, then," I said. I turned my face into the water, washing away
the soap and the tears that were forming. "I guess I'm running the
clinics."

Jesse's voice was closer. I glanced over, now that I had washed out
my eyes and could see again, and he was standing in the middle of the
floor, away from the spray from the showerheads. "You want some
help?"

"Sure," I said. I was startled by his offer, though. "Aren't you
going back to the U20 National Team?"

Jesse chuckled. "I would if I could, dude," he said. "But I'm
twentyone now."

"Damn, that's right," I said. "Why don't you try out for the big
one? Go for a spot on the National Team."

"Not good enough," he said. "Hell, even for the U20 team I was
only a role player. Split my time with three other guys. It was a
great experience, but I know I can't take it to the next level yet."

"Shit, if you can't make it, there would be absolutely no hope for
me," I said. "Not that I had even considered it."

Jesse looked at me. "You'd make the U20 team if you worked hard
and did a little campaigning," he said. "And knowing you, you'd make
the most of the opportunity. But I think you're doing a lot more
good running your clinics."

"It is a lot of fun," said Spencer.

I grinned. "Yeah, it is," I agreed. "There's something about
watching a kid's skills improve, and watching them realize it."

I turned the shower off and reached for my towel. The three of us
stepped carefully out of the showers to our lockers.

"So, your reputation precedes you," said Jesse. "You're already a
popular teacher in your area. You want to expand?"

"To down by you?" I asked.

"Sure," he said. "We'll use your name and structure, I'll run the
clinics just like you're doing up north, and the combined draw of
Sean Porter Clinics and Jesse Wilhoit instruction ought to bring 'em
in."

"Sounds good to me," I said. I began to get dressed, my mind
working on the logistics of getting my organization set up for Jesse
in his hometown. I had to write to Danielle right away, so we could
get moving on it. Spencer would be available again, and Eric, and
Trent. I had to call Posey Smith, and get in touch with Weasel,
and...

So little time, so much to do.





I ended up having to burn up some of my money I earned working for
Pick and Eddie on longdistance calls to Danielle, Trent, Eric, and
Posey. I figured I would see Weasel and Jorge Mendoza when I got
home. I would be home almost a month before they got out of high
school, time enough to get my staff organized and the clinics
advertised.

When I called Danielle, she surprised me.

"I got a couple of interesting letters a couple of weeks ago, Sean,"
she said.

That statement worried me. Who wrote to her about me? Kayla? Mrs.
Lehigh?

"Okay, I'm ready," I said, even though I really wasn't. "Who from?"

I could almost hear her smile at my discomfort. "AYSO groups in
Merrillville, Indiana, and South Bend."

"Really? What did they want?"

"They want Sean Porter clinics," she said.

"What? You're kidding."

"Nope. They've been organizing, and Merrillville already has
signups for about forty kids each in three different age groups."

"Wow, that's amazing," I said. "How did they find out about us?"

"Apparently the word got around at the regional AYSO meetings," said
Danielle. "The officers from our own organization really talked up
the benefits."

"And you said South Bend, too?"

"Yes, can you believe it?"

"Isn't that where Notre Dame is? They've got a great team there.
Why didn't they just get a couple of those players to run clinics?"

"Like I said, the word is out. The Sean Porter clinics are the hot
item now, so they contacted me." Danielle paused, and then said,
"Sean, are you thinking about expanding, like we talked about last
summer?"

"Well, Jesse wants to run a version in his hometown, and if we're
being asked to come into Indiana, I guess we might as well. Will you
have time to work on it?"

She laughed. "I already am, boss."

"You anticipated me, didn't you? You are a tricky lass, Dani."

"Oh, I had a feeling you wouldn't mind taking on a few more cities,"
she said. "You're too ambitious to turn down opportunities that come
your way."

That was the first time I could recall ever being described as
ambitious. I didn't quite know what to think of it, even though I
knew Danielle didn't mean it at all negatively.

"Well..." I was trying to formulate a response.

"Don't worry about it, Sean," she said with a chuckle. "I'll handle
it. You just have to find your instructors."

Oh, was that all? Where was I going to find instructors in
Merrillville and South Bend?





Jesse and Spencer tried to get me to go out with them most weekends,
but I begged off most of the time. Jesse had Brittany, and Bryan had
Melanie. Spencer was dating a couple of girls, but I just didn't
want the complication. Plus, I got to feeling like the odd man out
too often. I was just more comfortable sitting in my dorm room or
weaving around campus with my soccer ball.

Finally, one late Friday afternoon, I got a call from Alexandra.

"We're going out tonight," she said. "Put on your dancing shoes,
boy."

"I don't think so..."

But she would brook no dissent. "It's not like you have a choice,
Porter," she informed me. "I'm picking you up at nine."

I tried sighing theatrically, but she was unmoved. "Where are you
taking me?" I finally asked.

"You remember Sha Na Na?" she asked.

"Sure," I replied. "Doowop. Played at Woodstock, featured in
'Grease' if I remember right."

"That's them. Well, that's not who's playing, but it's a group like
them. They do Fifties and Sixties stuff, great fun to dance to.
We're gonna twist the night away, you and I."

Actually, it sounded like fun, something that was really lacking in
my life. "Okay," I said, my spirits picking up. "I'll see you
downstairs at nine."

True to her word, Alex was in the parking lot when I went downstairs
a few minutes before nine. I got in on the passenger side, and
looked at her curiously when she didn't drive off right away.

"What?" I asked.

"You've got to get the engine going," she said, smiling.

"Huh?"

She beckoned with a finger, and I leaned over to her. She pursed
her lips, and I kissed her. I wanted to make it kind of a brotherly,
noncommittal kiss, but Alex's lips were much too soft and pliant for
that plan to work. The kiss lingered, and I found I really didn't
mind at all. Not at all.

"Rrrrowwrrr," she growled. She threw her head back and laughed.
Then, with a big grin, she dropped her car into gear and punched it.
I was thrown back against the seat, caught off balance, and Alex just
laughed. At me, at life, I wasn't sure. She was completely
involved, completely at ease. I might have envied her at that moment.

Alex drove fast, and she drove casually, her hand draped over the
steering wheel at the top. When she turned a corner, she grabbed the
wheel with both hands and yanked, sending the small car caroming
around the bend, practically on two wheels.

After the third such turn, I muttered, "Jesus H. Christ in a bucket."

Alex glanced over at me and flashed me a happy smile. "Havin' fun,
Porter?"

"Not exactly," I gritted as I hung on for dear life. "How many
people have you killed with this car?"

"Oh, nobody recently," she said. "I have one simple driving rule.
I watch out for what's in front of me. Nothing else is worth
worrying about."

"What about people beside you?"

"They're never there long," she said with a laugh.

I didn't doubt her one bit. If I was unlucky enough to be driving
alongside her, I would give her as much room as she required. In the
meantime, I was hanging on and hoping I survived.

The club Alex was taking me to was a converted warehouse space on
the edge of town, away from campus. There was a crowd milling around
outside, and a couple of beefy guys in black tee shirts were guarding
the door. Alex wheeled into a spot I would have sworn was too small,
even for her little Toyota. She made it, just barely. I had to
squeeze out my side, trying not to knock her door against the big
pickup truck next to us. She slipped her arm through mine as we
walked toward the door.

"Hey, Alex," said one of the bouncers after we had threaded our way
through the people waiting to get inside.

"Hi, Chugs. How ya doin'?"

"Aces, girl. How you?"

"Top shelf. Meet my friend Sean. Porter, this here is Chugs. Do
not I repeat, do not ever challenge this guy to a beer drinking
contest."

"I wouldn't even consider it," I said. "I take it that's why you're
called Chugs?"

Chugs just grunted in affirmative.

"Can we get in sometime tonight, Chugs?" asked Alex. Did I see her
actually batting her eyes at him?

"Sure," he said. He stepped aside and ushered us into the doorway.
"Have a good time, girl. Sean, you mind your manners around this
here girl. She a friend of mine."

I looked him over. He towered over me, and his shoulders were broad
and muscular. He rivaled Tiny Harrison and Lamarr Elliott in size,
and I would have bet my meager life savings he was every bit as
strong as they were. "I'll tread lightly," I told him, but he had
already turned back toward the crowd.

I turned to Alex. "Football player?" I asked.

"Used to be," she said. "Blew out his knee his junior year, and
then he popped his shoulder doing bench presses during rehab. He was
lifting four hundred pounds on a bet, and that was all she wrote.
Pro career down the tubes."

"Yikes," I said.

Alex laughed, glancing at me. "Yikes is right," she said. "But
he's happy doing this now. Makes good money, and nobody gets into
more than one fight in this place anymore. Chugs sees to that."

I looked around a little nervously. "There many fights here?"

Alex looked at me and laughed. "Don't worry about it," she said,
taking my hand. "I come here a lot. It's not as nasty as it seems."

"I'll take your word for it," I said, but I kept my eyes open, just
the same.

The band onstage was a Tom Petty wannabe, following in the footsteps
of one of Gainesville's more famous musical successes. The band was
more enthusiastic than talented, but I figured enough beer would make
them sound just fine. We wandered off in search of the bar.

I bought us a pitcher of beer, and we found a tiny table still empty
over against one of the cinderblock walls. There were a lot of
lights flashing near the stage, but the industrial size of the
warehouse, combined with the black paint that had been sprayed over
the walls and the various pipes and vents high above us, made the
place seem like a huge cavern. We sat for a few minutes, drank a
little beer, and then Alex grabbed my hand and began pulling me out
toward the band. She wanted to be right in front of the giant
speakers so she could feel the pounding sound wash through her. I
followed along, and I shucked and shimmied along with her, knowing I
looked like a spastic lunatic and not caring.

Alex didn't care, either, as she closed her eyes and let her body
move with the music. She was a tiny girl, barely five feet tall, and
probably didn't weigh more than ninetyfive pounds. But she could
move. She twirled, she jumped, she writhed, always around me. I
turned in place, trying to keep her in front of me, because that's
how I learned to dance, but Alex had no such inhibitions. She
pranced and danced through other couples, around me, and even moved
up and leaned over the makeshift stage, her enticing butt sticking
out in my direction. She looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes
dancing, as if daring me to do something, but there was no way I was
going to embarrass either her or myself by jumping on her, there in
front of everybody, no matter how seductive she was. Besides, Chugs
was at the door acting like the big brother, and I was not about to
challenge his earlier threat.

The opening act's set finished up, and we wove our way back to our
table. I flopped down into the chair and reached for my beer. I was
sweating a little, both from the exertion and from the heat in the
place. Dancing was hard work, and the warehouse was cooking without
airconditioning.

We finished our pitcher, and I carried the empty up to the bar and
got a refill. That one went down easily, too, as Alex and I kicked
back and watched the bands switch their gear around.

By the time the second pitcher was gone, the headline act, BeBop
Devils, was set and tuning up. There were five guys and a girl on
saxophone, and they started their set with a Chuck Berry medley.

The warehouse was now very crowded, and Alex and I had to push our
way through the throng to get anywhere near the band. There was
little dancing room, but we made do, and we handjived, bobbysoxed,
twisted, and did the Locomotive until we were wiped out.

Between sets there was an exodus to get out of the warehouse to the
relatively cooler air outside. Alex and I stepped out to cool down,
and I stood around in amazement as Alex greeted her friends and
acquaintances, who seemed to number in the hundreds. The band took a
long break between sets, about fortyfive minutes, so we had plenty
of time to cool off, talk to folks, and refill our pitcher before the
next set started.

By the time the third set was finishing, we were barely standing.
Me, Alex, the fans around us, and the six members of the hardworking
BeBop Devils were all drenched with sweat, panting and thirsty. When
the music stopped, we gave them about a tenminute ovation, and then
joined the crowd that was heading for the exit. My ears were
ringing, my clothes were completely soaked, and I was ready for fresh
air.

Chugs was by the door with another bouncer, watching the crowd as
they left, making sure there was no trouble at the end of the night.
Alex waved to him, and he lifted his head and smiled at her for just
a moment. He didn't want to be distracted, though, and he went back
to scanning the patrons. Alex held my hand as we walked slowly over
to her car, and we stopped by the rear bumper. She stood up on
tiptoe and kissed me, holding both my hands out to the side. After
just that one soft kiss, she let go and unlocked her door. She
reached over and unlocked the passenger side, and I sidestepped and
carefully crawled in.

She drove back to campus with the same insouciance, her hand draped
almost languidly over the steering wheel, but by then I was either
used to her driving or merely numb due to sensory overload. Either
way, we made it back to the dorm parking lot alive.

Before I could get out, she grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled
me to her. She kissed me hard, letting her tongue snake out to tease
me. Just as I was cooling down, she managed to heat me back up
again, I thought to myself distractedly, but after that one searing
kiss she let me go. I took a deep breath and looked into her
laughing eyes.

"See ya around, Porter," she said.

I stumbled from her car and stood there as she drove off, completely
mystified and dumbfounded. What the hell had just happened?

Exhaustion was setting in. I opted for the slow and creaky
elevator, rather than facing the daunting challenge of four floors of
stairs, and I stopped in the community bathroom before going to my
room. As I was washing my face and hands, I looked myself sternly in
the eye.

"You don't have time for this girl," I lectured my reflection.
"Leave it alone. You don't need the complications." I stared into
my own eyes. "You don't have time for this girl."

I couldn't tell if my reflection was convinced of my arguments. I
just shook my head and headed for my room, and my lonely and
comfortable bed.





(Continued in Chapter 24)

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