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02:39 1 Jun
I was sorely tempted to go home with Debbie and claim that I'd
forgotten where I lived, but I knew I'd get grounded, and that would
suck. It would suck even worse, because when Susan got grounded when
she was working, Mom or Dad dropped her off and picked her up. This
would cause me a lot more problems then just cutting off my social life.
"Can I come in?" Debbie asked, and of course I said yes.
02:44 1 Jun
We were all standing around in the kitchen, talking and drinking
stuff that didn't cost us money, when the front door opened. "Hn," Mike
commented, "I thought she'd be there longer."
"Well, everything was sort of breaking up when we left," Debbie
commented. "After the 'band' left, anyway." It hadn't really been a
band; more like a really good DJ with a synthesizer and a couple of
computers. This was going to take some planning, but I could come up
with equipment as good as he'd had.
Susan came into the kitchen, apparently looking for the same thing
we'd been looking for, and stopped when she saw all of us.
"Hey Suze!" Amy commented. Susan looked at her, then looked at me,
and her eyes got really big.
"What the hell do you think-" she started to say as she grabbed me.
Debbie, however, was a little more possesive than I thought, or more
protective, because she popped Susan's hold almost instantly.
The two of them stared at each other for a moment before Debbie
commented, "He's mine."
Susan glared back at her, and she was about to start something I
knew I was going to regret, so I stepped in front of Susan's face.
"Let's be cool here," I said confidently.
"But," she protested, "but, but you, I mean..." She looked around
at all of us, and shook her head. "What the hell were you doing
tonight?"
"Same thing you were, dancing," Amy said. I had had a feeling she
would do something like that.
03:02 1 Jun
"He said I looked like Marilyn Manson," I explained.
"You look- Oh!" she said, the lightbulb of clue coming on over her
head. "That was YOU?"
I shrugged. "I guess..."
"Somebody said there was a Marilyn Manson clone wandering around
all night," she explained.
"Not all night!" I protested.
09:28 1 Jun
"Uh huh," I lied into the phone, and Jill hung up. It took me
several minutes to realize that, if I wasn't dressed when they got here,
they probably wouldn't care, and they would take me out to breakfast
anyway. So I staggered out of bed and into the closet to get dressed.
At least I'd showered last night before I fell into a coma.
10:04 1 Jun
"So you're really going to California?" Kim asked.
"Yep," I nodded. "Deb's making all the arrangements."
"Huh," Jill commented, and when we both looked at her, she
explained, "Debbie hates flying so much, I didn't think she'd do it
voluntarily."
I shrugged. "Must be the money thing or something."
They both nodded.
10:48 1 Jun
My pager buzzed, but this time I knew what it was. When I pulled
it out, it said FINALLY GOT UP WHAT R U DOING CALL ME XOXOX DEB.
"You realize," Kim mentioned, "that she's got you on a leash now,
and you're never getting loose?"
I shrugged. "There's worse leashes," I grinned at her, and they
both started hooting as I got up to call her.
10:50 1 Jun
"D and E Personal Services, this is Debbie?"
"Deb!"
"Hi! Whatsup?"
"It's me, Val," I grinned at her over the phone, "want to go do
something? We're at the Gay Cafe?"
"We?"
"Yeah, me and Jill and Kim?"
"Oh, yeah, okay. Meet you there?"
"Sure!"
"Okay, kisskiss," and she hung up.
11:19 1 Jun
"So," Debbie asked, pulling a cinnamon roll apart, "did you want to
do anything today, or just hang out?"
I shrugged at her. "Whatever you wanted?" She smiled at me. "But
no shopping," I warned her.
12:04 1 Jun
I never would have considered a picnic, especially right after a
late breakfast, but it was working out pretty well, except Mike was
giving me weird looks again.
On the other hand, Debbie was snuggled against me as we lay on the
blanket, even though we were both dressed as girls, and so I didn't care
that much.
13:38 1 Jun
"I dunno," Mike replied, "did you want to continue the campaign
over the summer?"
"Well, me and Jill did!" Kim insisted. "I haven't asked anyone
else, though."
"George is gone," he mused, "but Dan's still here. And Tuck, of
course," he glared at me. I made a face at him. He was getting way too
worried about me.
16:12 1 Jun
"You know, Mike, I mean, I've got to now, with the babysitting job
and everything."
He sighed. "Yeah, but it just seems like you KEEP doing it, even
when you don't have to."
I shrugged. "Not all the time, I mean, look at last night."
"You ended up going home in makeup and Pam's dead bra, Tuck."
I pointed out, "And did you notice that people thought I was a guy
when I did that?"
Mike shook his head. "What was up with that?"
"I don't know! I wish I did," I sighed.
18:31 1 Jun
"Glad you're joining us for supper," Dad commented.
I glared at him instead of replying, that being safer. "I'm not,"
Brian thought to throw in.
Dumb, dumb, dumb. I wondered if he would learn eventually.
18:37 1 Jun
"So," Dad asked as he sat back down on the couch, "you said you
were planning to take some equipment on this trip?"
Time to dicker. I sort of wished I had Debbie there; she might be
able to convince him to pay US to loan us the equipment.
20:18 1 Jun
"Lordy lordy lordy," I sighed as I looked at everything I was going
to have to load on the plane. It was a lot. "Lordy." And Deb wasn't
going to let me skip taking my own clothes in favor of computer
hardware; I already knew that without asking.
07:32 2 Jun
"Good morning, Valerie," said Miz Parker as she let me in. "How
are you this morning?"
"Not too bad," I said cautiously.
She sighed. "Good, because Ricky is in a mood today."
"Again?" She nodded.
We sighed at each other.
07:49 2 Jun
"But she YELLED at me, and all I was doing was trying to find a
pair of shoes!" He looked at me for sympathy, which I wasn't really in
the mood to give.
"I know," I lied, "but you know, I mean, she has to get up and feed
Stella during the night, so she doesn't get a lot of sleep."
He sighed in disgust and flopped down on the couch.
"Hey," I offered, "I've got something to do, if you could help me
with it..."
"What?"
"Wait 'til the other guys get here."
"What?" NOW he looked interested.
08:09 2 Jun
Two young boys started pounding on the door. I was familiar enough
with them at this point that I didn't even need to get up. Especially
since Ricky was flying through the air at the first knock.
08:15 2 Jun
"What IS this stuff?" Ricky huffed as he carried in the projection
screen.
"You'll see," I said, knowing it would drive them crazy. Crazier.
08:53 2 Jun
The wires and equipment had them all entranced. I'd managed to
convince them that helping me was a nice thought but a bad thing to do.
Stella hadn't gotten the hint, but she was safely trapped in the baby
carrier, so she couldn't run away with anything, or trip on a wire, or
plug something in the wrong way by force, or anything else that the boys
had tried.
I thought I had everything running, so I swivelled the camera to
point at Davy, who was standing still, and hit capture. The image
blanked, then rezzed down again. "Hey, c'mere, look," I told the guys
as they all clustered around. I told it to save the picture as
DAVY1.GIF, and then got a floppy out of the bag.
"Wait, that's wrong," Davy said.
"What?"
"My name's David," he protested.
"But, everyone calls you Davy!" Or I was having a stroke.
Gary put in, "He thinks 'Davy' is a baby's name."
"Ahhh, when did you decide this?"
"Last night," David nee Davy admitted.
I sighed. "Okay, just a second..." I changed the name of the file
to DAVID1.GIF. "Is that okay?"
"I'm number one!" he yelled, and started to dance around. "I'm
number one! I'm number one!"
11:22 2 Jun
The boys had gotten tired of watching me take pictures of them, so
I moved everything into the kitchen where I could keep an eye on the
little rugrats as they once again attempted to drown each other in the
pool.
Actually the pool was looking kind of tempting.
But, it was time to go, ugh, try and out of them what they
would eat for lunch.
12:04 2 Jun
Plain old sandwiches. And chips, and milk. Which was what they
wanted. Again. I was still trying to figure out what kind of game they
were playing. Stella was still trying to avoid peas, which I could
understand completely. Strained peas, ugh.
13:08 2 Jun
The problem with the pool, I reflected as I washed dishes, was that
I would have to get into that hybrid swimsuit.
Which was a problem, at least in my mind.
"Wwwwrrr," Stella said, and I got the idea that I had to do
something first.
13:10 2 Jun
"Wouldn't you like to be toilet trained? Huh?" Stella didn't
reply, she just sat there and wriggled to get me to drop her off the
table.
13:19 2 Jun
"Can we go to the mall again?" Ricky asked.
"No. I have no more money!" I told them emphatically. "I barely
have enough for gas!"
"You got paid," Gary mentioned. Brat.
"Yeah," I admitted, "but I had to rent all the stuff," I waved my
hand over the pile of it, "for this trip, and so I just barely have
enough money to last me until the end of the week." It was a lie; Dad
was 'kind' enough to defer payment until I made some money with it, but
I really didn't want to subsidize the kids' video game practice.
13:22 2 Jun
Debbie sounded distracted, and the cellphone was not transmitting
well. I'd have to see about boosting the antenna power- "Um, yeah,"
she said, "I'll, just, uh, pick you up at work Thursday after you get
off, okay?"
"Okay."
"And, you need to wear something nice, so we'll have to go by
Rachel's to change before we go to my house."
"Um, your house?" Warning, problem detected. "Um, is your mom
gonna be home?"
"Um, she's taking us to the airport..."
I sighed.
13:24 2 Jun
"Oh, by the way, before I go," Debbie said rapidly, "um, Kim's
coming by the house, she's going to be sitting Friday, and it would be
best if she met the kids and everyone first, okay?" There was a scream
in her background. "Oh, sh- I gotta go, okay? Kisskiss," and she hung
up.
"Um, bye," I said into the phone.
14:09 2 Jun
Stella's hamper was full, so I decided to throw all that in the
washer while I was at it. And wash some of my stuff. I had a feeling
Debbie would complain otherwise. Not like it was that bad or anything.
She was just fastidious. Which is why I actually cleaned up my room
when I started, well, a little after I started dating her. She wouldn't
go inside, even with the door open.
15:21 2 Jun
Someone knocked on the door, and all five heads looked up at it.
Then four of them turned and looked at me.
I sighed. "I guess I'll get it, huh?"
The boys followed me to the door, hiding in the front hallway.
Stella came along in the baby carrier. I looked through the peephole,
and it was a very familiar shape on the other side. "Kim!" I said as I
opened the door.
"Hi Val!" she said happily, and waved like a lunatic. "Wow, what
IS that thing?"
"It's a baby, Kim, haven't you seen one before?"
She rolled her eyes at me. "What's it IN?"
"The box. Don't you know this is what they ship them in?"
"Nuh uh!" came a voice from the hallway.
15:37 2 Jun
"You haven't even gone swimming yet?"
"No, I need to wear a bathing suit, and-"
Kim challenged, "Debbie said she got you one, when you went
shopping."
I sighed. "Did she tell you what it looked like?"
She shook her head. "She just said it looked great on you."
"She did?"
15:41 2 Jun
Kim came out in a one-piece that looked great on her. Black was
definitely her color. "Wow," I said.
"So if I put mine on, you have to put yours on," she said.
"YEAH!" chorused the boys.
15:46 2 Jun
I took a deep breath, and opened the door. Everyone was waiting
for me.
"Hub-ba!" commented Gary.
Kim, knowing me better, caught the door before I could slam it shut
on myself.
"Look!" yelled Ricky, pointing, "She's blushing!"
As if I really needed to have that announced.
15:49 2 Jun
"Val, come on," Kim called through the door. "Please?"
"I'm sorry!" Ricky yelled.
I blew my nose and looked sadly at the towel I'd been crying into.
There were smears of makeup all over it. Great, I thought, just what
I need.
15:52 2 Jun
"See?" Kim said, "I told you they'd be good." She glared at them,
and Ricky looked down at his feet.
15:55 2 Jun
The pool was nice, after the heat of the day. And it made my face
feel better.
"See?" Kim said knowingly, sitting with the baby carrier on and
dangling her legs in the pool. "Not so bad, after all, huh?" She
laughed, kind of bitterly. "I mean, hhh-heck, if I'll wear a swimsuit,
then-"
"You look good in one," I told her. She snorted. "No, you do!" I
stood up in the pool; it was hard to argue when you were floating on
your back. "Kim," I said softly, walking closer, "you're the only one
that thinks you have a weight problem, okay?"
She snorted again and shook her head. "Look, I know-"
"I asked Mike, and he thinks you look great, just like that."
"What?"
"He did!" And I had asked. Just to make sure he wasn't going to
be dating one of Debbie's friends so he could keep me out of, hah,
trouble. Not that any of us Boyz could pick and choose, really, but I'd
wanted to check anyway. "I mean does. He did when I asked him." I
sighed, and knelt down in the shallow end, up to my neck, before I said
anything else dumb. "He really does think you look good."
"You're just saying that," she protested.
I locked eyes with her. "No. I'm not."
16:54 2 Jun
"You know," Kim commented as we folded clothes, "you looked pretty
good too."
I sighed. "Just, don't remind me, okay?"
Unexpectedly, she hugged me from the side. "Sorry," she whispered
in my ear. "Sometimes... sometimes I, I wish you were, like that."
"What?!"
She sighed as I pulled away. "I just forget, sometimes, because, I
mean, you're really cool and yet really..." She ran her fingers through
her hair. "I don't know how to say this without making it sound worse."
"I'm not sure it can get any-"
"Okay, wait." She took a deep breath. "Don't tell Mike about
this, okay?" She waited until I finally nodded. "I, I'm scared of
guys. Just like Debbie was."
"Debbie?"
"Yeah. She'd date and stuff, but if they got the slightest bit
committed or something, she'd break it off. Don't tell her I'm telling
you this, either," she warned.
"Uh, okay..."
She sighed again, and started folding socks. She looked like she
needed something to do with her hands. "Well, she could do that, but I
was too scared of them to even do that. So, when she brought you, to
that party, and it was like, you acted so, so..." She thought for a
second. "So unlike the rest, you know? And then I was kind of mad at
Debbie, because she'd found someone to do that with, you know? Like, I,
we, we all knew that, that she was doing it..." She shook her head.
"God, this is hard..."
"Wait, please... I think I need to hear this."
She nodded. "Well, she liked you, but she was scared of you at the
same time, so when she started doing stuff with you like that," she
pointed at me, "it was like she'd solved her problem, sort of. Or at
least gotten around it. Because, like that, and acting like that, she
wasn't afraid of you."
"Afraid of me? Why?"
Kim shrugged. "She's been hurt a lot. I mean, a LOT. And she
liked you a lot, so you could hurt her a lot again. Remember Kevin?" I
nodded. "It made her feel REALLY bad when the only guy she could be
around was gay and not interested in her."
"Yeah, I remember... So what about you?"
She took a breath. "Well, I, I..." She started to flush. "I was
jealous of Debbie, for finding someone like you, because you didn't
scare me either. So, so it's kind of cool hanging with you, because it
IS like you're halfway, sort of. Not enough to be really scary, you
know?"
"What about Mike?"
She shrugged. "I like him, but I'm still scared to be alone with
him any more."
"What about, about April, in that hotel?"
She stared at the pile of laundry for a long time. Finally, she
said, "I had three Valiums before we went up. If I'd knocked on the
wall, Debbie would have been in to kill him. And, and, I was sort of
testing him. He passed, I guess," she said in a rush, "but I had
nightmares about it for a month-"
"No way!" I gasped. "Mike?!"
"Yeah, well, yeah!" she said defensively. "Mike! Because he's a
GUY, Val. And in some way that, that scares the HELL out of me, you're
not. Ergo," and she said things like that too, "you don't scare me.
I'm sorry... I know it hurts, but that's why I could hang around you all
this year, and not date."
"But you were dating before-"
"Not anywhere alone, with someone. I always doubled with Jill or
Pam or someone. And that was in public, too, like movies or whatever.
I couldn't go to like someone's house, to like watch a movie or
anything." She looked kind of embarrassed. "It was the only way I
could keep from having panic attacks."
"No shit?"
"No, uh-" Both our ears heard the pitter-patter of tiny sneakers,
and we shut up.
A head poked around the doorframe. "Are you gonna cook tonight?"
Ricky asked.
Kim snorted, and pointed at me, and we both started to laugh.
18:19 2 Jun
"You're really gonna go?" Rachel confirmed. "All weekend?"
"Well, yeah! I mean, it's a chance to make some money, and I get
to spend allllll weekend with Deb, no parents, no curfews..." I almost
started salivating at the thought.
"Yeah, but, isn't she gonna be busy most of the time you two are
there?"
I thought about it as I slid a T shirt over my head. "Yeah, I
guess, but I'll be working with her the whole time, and I'd rather her
be tired out from working in our hotel room, instead of her tired out
from working and having to go home to her mom. I mean, her mom is cool
and everything, but... it's still kind of hard."
"Yeah, I can see that..." Rachel mused. "So where is it again?"
21:21 2 Jun
I should have known better than to let Amy con me into a game of
Scrabble. Even with Mom and Dad playing, I got stomped, big time.
"Well, that was fun!" Amy commented.
"Not," I shot back, and she grinned at me.
"Eugene," Mom warned, unfairly.
Dad sighed, and took off his glasses and polished them. "Well, how
about a friendly game of cards?" he suggested. This was sort of like
Debbie saying, 'I have a deal for you.' Except less friendly.
Amy thought about it for a minute, then nodded, proving that I
wasn't the only dumb one in the house when it came to games.
23:09 2 Jun
I guess our family is weird. Dad met Mom playing bridge at school,
and ever since, the competition in the family has been intense. I think
the only reason Mom's family liked Dad as much as they did is because he
was a whiz at odds. Cards, dice, horses, slot machines - didn't matter.
Mom sometimes joked that he paid for college by tutoring freshmen in
poker; Dad denied it, which made it sound more like it happened that
way. And, of course, it wasn't a REAL poker game, even with the family,
unless you were betting money. Or something. We normally played for
pennies...
Which is why I now had no chores to do the weekend I would be gone;
Brian would be doing them all, once I gave him fifteen dollars in
addition. Heh.
06:18 3 Jun
"You look like hell," Amy commented.
"Oh, thanks," I told her back. "Too many late nights, I guess."
"You ought to take a night off and rest, or something."
I stretched out, feeling things burble inside my body. "Yeah, I
guess, but there's so much to do..."
Mom came downstairs, looking a lot like I felt. "Eugene, remind me
never to get into a game of cards on a night I have to go to work."
"Sure thing, Mom." Not. I'd lost eighty-one cents to her, AND I
had to promise to do her hair when I got certified. For free.
07:03 3 Jun
I looked a lot better when I had some makeup on, that was for sure.
Maybe that was why all the girls wore it; so when they spent five hours
talking on the phone every night, they didn't look it the next day.
"Works for me," I told myself in the mirror, and Rachel flinched in her
bed.
07:29 3 Jun
"Well, you look well rested this morning," Miz Parker commented as
she let me in. I snickered, and she turned around. "What?"
"Did I, or anyone, ever mention that Debbie sells some really
awesome makeup?" I asked.
It took her a moment, but then she snickered too.
10:19 3 Jun
I was not at all pleased when I tried to burp Stella and all the
peas came right back up, all over the back of my shirt, and everywhere
else the little wretched larva could spray.
10:21 3 Jun
"Ricky," I told him seriously, "if anything happens that is gonna
get me yelled at, while I am showering this stuff off, I am going to
hurt you. Badly."
His eyes got wide, and he was thinking about saying something, I
could see it in his eyes, but his survival instincts took over, and he
just nodded. I was NOT pleased to have to wash pea vomit out of my hair
this morning.
10:40 3 Jun
I was still rubbing my hair dry when I made it downstairs, because
I just KNEW something bad was going to happen, leaving them alone like
that.
Amazingly, though, the only thing that had happened was, the
furniture in the front room had been disassembled again, and the TV set
was on.
But, no Stella. "Guys! Where's the baby?"
"Right here," came an indistinct voice from inside the hive.
"Bring her out right this instant!" For all I knew, they were
using her as a structural assembly.
It turned out not to be the case, or she wasn't a load-bearing
member, or something, because Ricky popped right out with her. I
checked her over and didn't find any strange marks. And she still had
all her original pieces. "Okay, go back to whatever you were..." I
stopped talking when he disappeared back into the hive.
14:39 3 Jun
The guys had disappeared back into the hive after lunch, so I was
alone with Stella. She was 'helping' me with some re-configuring on the
laptop when someone asked, "Valerie?"
I turned around, and it was Gary. "Yeah?"
"Can we go swimming?"
"Is that... thing, taken apart?" He nodded. "Are you serious?" I
got up to look; this had to be a first. Sure enough, it was gone like
it had never been there, and the other two were on the couch arguing
about something. "Wow, way cool guys!"
"It was Ricky's idea," David commented.
"Well, good job, Ricky!" I said sincerely. "So, get in your
swimsuits!"
"WAHOOOoooo..."slam they all went to Ricky's room to change.
14:44 3 Jun
"Aren't you going swimming?" Davy- I mean, David asked me.
"Ah... no."
All three boys pouted. Even Stella looked mildly upset.
14:57 3 Jun
"Jerks," I muttered under my breath. The water was nice, though.
17:09 3 Jun
"Come on, guys, I HAVE to change before Ricky's mom gets home!"
Ricky commented, "Oh. Yeah, she does."
"And that means you guys have to get out of the pool, too. Now,
come on and stop arguing!" They protested anyway, and I yelled over
them, "Unless you don't ever want me to go swimming with you again?"
That shut them up.
20:19 3 Jun
Amy looked at me funny during the commercial break. "Tuck, aren't
you going to pack?"
"Not-" Not until I get to Rachel's and pick up my girl clothes,
Thursday morning, or maybe Wednesday night. Not really something I
really wanted to tell the family. "Oh. Yeah, I guess I'd better, huh?"
She laughed at me as I went upstairs to pack a decoy bag.
06:04 4 Jun
I was beginning to really understand, deep down in my bones, why
Dad spent so much time setting up his own business. It was so he
wouldn't have to get up at this horrid time of day, five times a week.
07:31 4 Jun
"I was wondering," Miz Parker said as we watched Ricky and she fed
Stella, "were you planning on fixing breakfast this morning?"
"Well, yeah, I do every morning..." Ding! "What would you like?"
08:19 4 Jun
"You let them go swimming so soon after eating?" Miz Parker asked.
"Uh, well, usually they don't want to go swimming until later in
the day, and I always keep an eye on them. Just in case." She handed
me the last of the dishes, and I dunked it in the soapy water and
started scrubbing.
"Hmmm..." she said to herself. She was still thinking when I
handed her the platter, and she didn't say anything as I turned the
water off and unplugged the drain.
I was debating going out to the poolside table and reading,
figuring she would be there for a long time, when she turned to me and
asked, "Do you ever go swimming? You know it's alright..."
"Huh? Yeah, sometimes, why?"
"Ricky said last week that you wouldn't," she replied.
"Oh. Well, I went twice this week, does that count?"
She chuckled. "I guess so..." She stared out the window at the
three boys.
08:44 4 Jun
"That's an interesting suit," Miz Parker commented when I came out
of the bathroom.
I shrugged, feeling kind of embarrassed. "Well, Debbie helped pick
it out, she said it looked good on me..."
"Oh, it does," she assured me. "It just seems a little...
dangerous?"
I snorted. "Yeah, well..." I thought about telling her why Debbie
liked seeing me in racy stuff, but decided against it. "At least the
zipper pins in place."
"Good idea," she commented.
"Yours looks good on you," I thought to say after a few moments.
It did, too. She looked amazingly trim for a mother of two. I was glad
Debbie already had me, or I might have been tempted to do something
stupid like stare or something.
09:55 4 Jun
"See?" I mentioned to the boys as they waited their turn for
sunblock. "Even your mom gets a fresh coat every hour."
Ricky stuck his tongue out at me, but I ignored it.
09:58 4 Jun
I hadn't thought Miz Parker would insist on coating me in return,
but she did. It was sort of like Mom doing it when I was younger,
before I decided I didn't want Mom doing that to me in front of people
any more. I might have argued, but she already had me half coated
before I really thought about objecting, and then it would have been
silly.
11:04 4 Jun
"I really should go to work today," she sighed as I pulled food out
of the refrigerator.
"Well, I guess..." I snuck a peek as I carried a pile of stuff to
the counter. She looked depressed at the thought. I could completely
understand that.
Before I could decide what to say, my pager started buzzing in my
purse. Miz Parker said something really crass and looked at her own,
then got confused. "Uh, I think it was me," I told her as I got mine
out.
KIMS COMING OVER TO PRACTICE SOME MORE OK CALL ME IF THATS A
PORBLEM XOXOX DEBBIE. I almost laughed; she could spell with a pen in
her hand, but not with a keyboard-
"When did you get a pager?" she asked, from over my shoulder, and I
almost dropped it.
"Um, Deb said I needed one," I told her. "Um..." Well, she wanted
to be talked into staying home anyway. "It was Debbie, she said there's
this other girl, Kim, that'll be sitting Friday, and she's coming over
this afternoon. Kim is, I mean. So, maybe you ought to stay and see if
you like her?"
"Oh, okay," she said, like she as doing me a favor, but she sort of
relaxed and smiled. "So, what were you going to fix for lunch?"
"Oh, well, the guys didn't have an opinion, so I had this idea..."
12:14 4 Jun
The boys looked at me like I was trying to poison them. "What, IS
this stuff?" Gary finally worked up the courage to ask.
"Rice, and sausage, and cheese, and some other things," like
vegetables I wasn't going to mention, "and garlic and spices and stuff.
What, you don't want any?"
Before any of them could decide, Miz Parker came into the kitchen,
dressed in shorts and a T shirt and rubbing her hair dry with a towel.
"MMmmmm, that smells GREAT, Valerie!"
I smirked at the boys.
12:50 4 Jun
As usual, once one of them had actually had the courage to taste
something I cooked, they started gobbling it down like it was going to
disappear. Which it did, quickly. I was glad I had saved myself a
plate before I served them, because they went through what I thought
would be more than enough, and both Gary and Miz Parker were eyeing the
pot like they were thinking about licking it. And this was before I
finished my first serving. I was glad I wasn't that hungry, because it
was apparent that this was all I was going to get.
Unless they made me cook more, which was looking likely.
13:07 4 Jun
Apparently, whatever combination of spices I'd put into it, acted
like a sleeping pill in large enough doses, because Miz Parker just
barely managed to help me clean up, and when we were finished, the boys
had passed out in the living room. "That looks like a good idea," she
told me, and staggered upstairs, I guess to take a nap.
13:09 4 Jun
Out like a light bulb, she was. I shut the door to her bedroom
quietly, glad that Stella had also been quiet, and went downstairs to
wait for Kim to show up. And to explain to her that this was the last
time it would be this easy.
13:38 4 Jun
"Wow, what did you do," Kim asked as she surveyed the living room,
"drug them?" Even Stella had decided to take a nap.
"Maybe," I said, and her head snapped around. I almost burst out
laughing at the expression on her face, and then I had to explain about
lunch.
14:28 4 Jun
"Just, I dunno..." Kim paused to fold a towel. "Guys are scary."
I shrugged, but had to agree with her. "But, Mike?"
She shrugged back, looking kind of embarrassed. "I know, he's a
good guy and everything, but he's still a guy. Right?"
"As far as I know," I said, and she giggled.
14:51 4 Jun
"So," I continued, "he was tired of getting picked on, and when he
saw the SAME jerks picking on ME, making fun of me 'cause I couldn't
talk right, he got mad and started hitting them, and then when I saw one
of them start crying just 'cause he'd got punched in the nose, I hit
one, and before the teachers could come over, we were the only ones
left."
"Wow," she said, sounding impressed.
"Yeah," I sighed, "and that was the last time that happened, too,
that it was so easy. But we got meaner, the more we got picked on.
Eventually they stopped picking on us." Like, last year, mostly.
"I think that's what happened to Debbie and Lisa," she mused, but
the dryer buzzed before she could explain.
15:08 4 Jun
Kim and I were playing quietly with Stella, since all the laundry
was done and we were kind of tired, when Miz Parker came downstairs.
Kim nudged me, but I'd already heard it, and so we were both smiling
when she appeared in the doorway. The boys were still asleep, and
Stella was being nice, and when she saw us all in the living room, she
stopped.
I waved, and after a moment, so did Kim.
"Wow," said Miz Parker, real quietly.
15:17 4 Jun
"You realize, of course," Miz Parker mentioned to Kim, "that it's
never this quiet?"
I snickered, and said, "I already told her that, and she knew it
already. We're just enjoying it while it lasts," and Miz Parker and Kim
both nodded seriously.
17:04 4 Jun
Miz Parker had let us go early, and after Kim called Debbie and
reported success, she asked me, "So what are you doing?"
"Uh, I was thinking about packing for the trip?"
"Oh. And, all your stuff is at Rachel's right?" I nodded. "Want
some help?"
"Sure!"
17:46 4 Jun
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I mean, she liked it when we all went out, remember?"
Kim giggled. "Yeah, I thought she was going to kiss you, right in
front of the restaurant!" She sobered up a little, and added, "But
you're right, you did look good in that dress."
I nodded and started folding the sundress. "Deb has good taste, I
guess."
"And I don't?" she said, putting an eyebrow up.
"Hey! I didn't say you didn't," I insisted, "I just said she did.
Besides," I grinned back at her, "you're too chicken to try on the
really nice stuff."
"I am not!" she almost shrieked. But she ruined the effect by
giggling.
19:41 4 Jun
I made it home in time to have dinner with the whole family, joy
joy. Actually, it wasn't that bad. At least Brian was being subdued
tonight. And Susan talked a lot about her job, and it was really cool,
for once. Amy kept asking questions, and Susan actually had a clue,
which impressed me and Dad. I would have thought that she would have
picked up enough radio tech, being around me and Dad all her life, but
apparently not.
20:18 4 Jun
Debbie had showed up at my place for once, and so we were locked in
my bedroom with the anti-surveillance jammers going full blast. I had a
feeling this was not something I wanted anyone to know about, and I
guess we should have left, but I did NOT feel like leaving the house
tonight.
"Anyway, we get to the airport at eight, and then arrive in
California about the same time, if we get lucky and there aren't any
delays. Sorry about it being so late, but it was cheaper that way," she
apologized.
"No, it's okay, cheaper is good," I assured her, and she hugged me
closer.
Finally, she sighed. "I really hate flying, Tuck, so if I get kind
of freaky, it's nothing to do with you, okay? You can ask my mom if you
don't believe me."
"Are you gonna be okay?"
She nodded. "Lisa's gonna make sure I get tanked on Valium
beforehand, which is one reason I'm not driving us to the airport.
Plus, Mom wants to see us off."
I sighed.
21:12 4 Jun
"Oh, God, we gotta take ALL that?" Debbie whined.
"Well, yeah, if we want to make sure everything goes we-" Uh oh.
"What did you forget?"
I sighed. "CD's. We could get some from Dad, but he overcharges
for them, and I don't think he has enough cases."
She sighed back. "Tell me what to get, tomorrow, and I'll pick
some up."
Mike spoke up, "I know what to get," and she looked at him sideways
for several seconds before she nodded. "Can I use the credit card?" he
asked, and ducked before she actually swung at him.
21:38 4 Jun
"You're not coming home tomorrow?" Susan confirmed.
I shook my head. "As soon as I get off work, we go to the airport
and get on the plane. That's why we packed her car tonight." Actually,
it was her mom's car, but I wasn't going to complain.
"Wow," Amy commented, and hugged me. "Good luck, eh? Be careful."
Susan hugged me too, as soon as Amy let go, which surprised me so
much, I let her. "Yeah, bro, be careful, okay? Don't let Debbie talk
you into anything," she warned me. A little too late there, I
thought.
21:46 4 Jun
I shook hands with Dad, which made me feel kind of weird, like I
was grown up and enlisting or something weird. "Be careful, son," he
said solemnly, and then added, "Do you need any emergency money?"
"Um, I dunno?" That sounded stupid, but I'd never taken a trip
like this by myself. "How much do I need?"
22:06 4 Jun
"Hey, Mike, can you give me a ride tomorrow morning?"
He nodded. "What time?"
"You're gonna hate it," I warned him.
"Who said I'm going to sleep?" he lied, and we both laughed.
07:06 5 Jun
Amy handed me a mug of coffee, and then there was nothing left to
do but go to work.
I thought. Until she hugged me, really tight, and whispered in my
ear, "Look, be careful, okay?"
"I will!" I insisted.
07:27 5 Jun
"Dude, call me when you get back," Mike told me, and I nodded.
Then he held up his hands, and we locked.
07:34 5 Jun
"Well, good luck," Miz Parker told me, "and be careful, okay?" I
was getting a little tired of hearing that.
09:03 5 Jun
"All by yourself?" Gary gasped.
"No, Debbie's coming with me. She's my boss, remember?" Also my
girlfriend, but that was something I did NOT want them to remember.
"And your parents are letting you?" David said, sounding completely
scandalized.
I had to laugh.
17:39 5 Jun
"Well, good luck, and be careful," Mister Parker told me. I forced
a smile on my face and nodded.
17:42 5 Jun
"If I hear one more person tell me to be careful," I told Debbie as
we got into her car, "I think I'm gonna scream."
"Don't scream at my mom," she warned me, "she will tell us that,
and she doesn't like being screamed at." She started the car, and
chuckled. "I tried it once, and it didn't work out real well."
I laughed with her on that, and after she pulled out of the
Parker's driveway and started forward, I said, "Did I mention you look
great tonight?" She did, too; she was wearing this knit dress that made
her look several years older, that and her makeup.
"Thanks," she smiled at me, and patted me on my knee. "I figured
we'd have less hassle if we look like 'grown-ups' instead of teenagers.
Plus, we have to get the van from Hertz, and they're not supposed to
rent to people under twenty-five. I cleared it with the manager," she
explained before I could say something, "but it would save us some
hassle if the clerk thought we were old enough to rent it by ourselves."
That sounded great, until I noticed something. "Uh, Deb? 'Us' and
'we'?" She glanced over at me and nodded. "So, this means we're gonna
run by Rachel's and change me into something nice?" I guessed, and she
nodded again.
"Remember? I mentioned it earlier this week."
"Um." I thought about it. "No, not really, but I trust you."
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
18:03 5 Jun
"Hi, girls," Helen said as we came in the door. "You look nice,
Valerie."
"Thanks. Debbie said I should dress nice for the flight, so I look
professional." Which is why I had changed into something Debbie called
a shirt-dress, and heels and hose and stuff. It looked really nice in
the mirror, and Debbie had done the same thing with my makeup that she
had done with hers, so I looked older than Susan.
19:39 5 Jun
Helen hugged me and then Debbie. "You two be very careful,
understand?" she told us. It sounded like the same words, but she said
it differently than anyone else had, like she was telling us to be
careful or else. I took her completely seriously.
20:04 5 Jun
Debbie grabbed my hand so hard I thought I might lose fingers, as
the engines roared and we started to really MOVE down the runway.
"S'okay, Deb, it's cool, everything's normal," I reassured her over the
noise.
22:19 5 Jun
The flaps groaned out, and I almost screamed when Debbie grabbed my
hand again, like she'd been doing every time something made a noise. I
should have been used to it by then, but she took me by surprise. "Deb,
it's okay, we're coming in for a landing, and the flaps are down to slow
us down some," I explained. "Perfectly normal, and everything is cool."
She nodded, staring straight ahead.
She took three Valiums before the flight, another one five minutes
ago, and she's STILL like this? I was amazed she hadn't passed out
yet.
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02:39 1 Jun
I was sorely tempted to go home with Debbie and claim that I'd
forgotten where I lived, but I knew I'd get grounded, and that would
suck. It would suck even worse, because when Susan got grounded when
she was working, Mom or Dad dropped her off and picked her up. This
would cause me a lot more problems then just cutting off my social life.
"Can I come in?" Debbie asked, and of course I said yes.
02:44 1 Jun
We were all standing around in the kitchen, talking and drinking
stuff that didn't cost us money, when the front door opened. "Hn," Mike
commented, "I thought she'd be there longer."
"Well, everything was sort of breaking up when we left," Debbie
commented. "After the 'band' left, anyway." It hadn't really been a
band; more like a really good DJ with a synthesizer and a couple of
computers. This was going to take some planning, but I could come up
with equipment as good as he'd had.
Susan came into the kitchen, apparently looking for the same thing
we'd been looking for, and stopped when she saw all of us.
"Hey Suze!" Amy commented. Susan looked at her, then looked at me,
and her eyes got really big.
"What the hell do you think-" she started to say as she grabbed me.
Debbie, however, was a little more possesive than I thought, or more
protective, because she popped Susan's hold almost instantly.
The two of them stared at each other for a moment before Debbie
commented, "He's mine."
Susan glared back at her, and she was about to start something I
knew I was going to regret, so I stepped in front of Susan's face.
"Let's be cool here," I said confidently.
"But," she protested, "but, but you, I mean..." She looked around
at all of us, and shook her head. "What the hell were you doing
tonight?"
"Same thing you were, dancing," Amy said. I had had a feeling she
would do something like that.
03:02 1 Jun
"He said I looked like Marilyn Manson," I explained.
"You look- Oh!" she said, the lightbulb of clue coming on over her
head. "That was YOU?"
I shrugged. "I guess..."
"Somebody said there was a Marilyn Manson clone wandering around
all night," she explained.
"Not all night!" I protested.
09:28 1 Jun
"Uh huh," I lied into the phone, and Jill hung up. It took me
several minutes to realize that, if I wasn't dressed when they got here,
they probably wouldn't care, and they would take me out to breakfast
anyway. So I staggered out of bed and into the closet to get dressed.
At least I'd showered last night before I fell into a coma.
10:04 1 Jun
"So you're really going to California?" Kim asked.
"Yep," I nodded. "Deb's making all the arrangements."
"Huh," Jill commented, and when we both looked at her, she
explained, "Debbie hates flying so much, I didn't think she'd do it
voluntarily."
I shrugged. "Must be the money thing or something."
They both nodded.
10:48 1 Jun
My pager buzzed, but this time I knew what it was. When I pulled
it out, it said FINALLY GOT UP WHAT R U DOING CALL ME XOXOX DEB.
"You realize," Kim mentioned, "that she's got you on a leash now,
and you're never getting loose?"
I shrugged. "There's worse leashes," I grinned at her, and they
both started hooting as I got up to call her.
10:50 1 Jun
"D and E Personal Services, this is Debbie?"
"Deb!"
"Hi! Whatsup?"
"It's me, Val," I grinned at her over the phone, "want to go do
something? We're at the Gay Cafe?"
"We?"
"Yeah, me and Jill and Kim?"
"Oh, yeah, okay. Meet you there?"
"Sure!"
"Okay, kisskiss," and she hung up.
11:19 1 Jun
"So," Debbie asked, pulling a cinnamon roll apart, "did you want to
do anything today, or just hang out?"
I shrugged at her. "Whatever you wanted?" She smiled at me. "But
no shopping," I warned her.
12:04 1 Jun
I never would have considered a picnic, especially right after a
late breakfast, but it was working out pretty well, except Mike was
giving me weird looks again.
On the other hand, Debbie was snuggled against me as we lay on the
blanket, even though we were both dressed as girls, and so I didn't care
that much.
13:38 1 Jun
"I dunno," Mike replied, "did you want to continue the campaign
over the summer?"
"Well, me and Jill did!" Kim insisted. "I haven't asked anyone
else, though."
"George is gone," he mused, "but Dan's still here. And Tuck, of
course," he glared at me. I made a face at him. He was getting way too
worried about me.
16:12 1 Jun
"You know, Mike, I mean, I've got to now, with the babysitting job
and everything."
He sighed. "Yeah, but it just seems like you KEEP doing it, even
when you don't have to."
I shrugged. "Not all the time, I mean, look at last night."
"You ended up going home in makeup and Pam's dead bra, Tuck."
I pointed out, "And did you notice that people thought I was a guy
when I did that?"
Mike shook his head. "What was up with that?"
"I don't know! I wish I did," I sighed.
18:31 1 Jun
"Glad you're joining us for supper," Dad commented.
I glared at him instead of replying, that being safer. "I'm not,"
Brian thought to throw in.
Dumb, dumb, dumb. I wondered if he would learn eventually.
18:37 1 Jun
"So," Dad asked as he sat back down on the couch, "you said you
were planning to take some equipment on this trip?"
Time to dicker. I sort of wished I had Debbie there; she might be
able to convince him to pay US to loan us the equipment.
20:18 1 Jun
"Lordy lordy lordy," I sighed as I looked at everything I was going
to have to load on the plane. It was a lot. "Lordy." And Deb wasn't
going to let me skip taking my own clothes in favor of computer
hardware; I already knew that without asking.
07:32 2 Jun
"Good morning, Valerie," said Miz Parker as she let me in. "How
are you this morning?"
"Not too bad," I said cautiously.
She sighed. "Good, because Ricky is in a mood today."
"Again?" She nodded.
We sighed at each other.
07:49 2 Jun
"But she YELLED at me, and all I was doing was trying to find a
pair of shoes!" He looked at me for sympathy, which I wasn't really in
the mood to give.
"I know," I lied, "but you know, I mean, she has to get up and feed
Stella during the night, so she doesn't get a lot of sleep."
He sighed in disgust and flopped down on the couch.
"Hey," I offered, "I've got something to do, if you could help me
with it..."
"What?"
"Wait 'til the other guys get here."
"What?" NOW he looked interested.
08:09 2 Jun
Two young boys started pounding on the door. I was familiar enough
with them at this point that I didn't even need to get up. Especially
since Ricky was flying through the air at the first knock.
08:15 2 Jun
"What IS this stuff?" Ricky huffed as he carried in the projection
screen.
"You'll see," I said, knowing it would drive them crazy. Crazier.
08:53 2 Jun
The wires and equipment had them all entranced. I'd managed to
convince them that helping me was a nice thought but a bad thing to do.
Stella hadn't gotten the hint, but she was safely trapped in the baby
carrier, so she couldn't run away with anything, or trip on a wire, or
plug something in the wrong way by force, or anything else that the boys
had tried.
I thought I had everything running, so I swivelled the camera to
point at Davy, who was standing still, and hit capture. The image
blanked, then rezzed down again. "Hey, c'mere, look," I told the guys
as they all clustered around. I told it to save the picture as
DAVY1.GIF, and then got a floppy out of the bag.
"Wait, that's wrong," Davy said.
"What?"
"My name's David," he protested.
"But, everyone calls you Davy!" Or I was having a stroke.
Gary put in, "He thinks 'Davy' is a baby's name."
"Ahhh, when did you decide this?"
"Last night," David nee Davy admitted.
I sighed. "Okay, just a second..." I changed the name of the file
to DAVID1.GIF. "Is that okay?"
"I'm number one!" he yelled, and started to dance around. "I'm
number one! I'm number one!"
11:22 2 Jun
The boys had gotten tired of watching me take pictures of them, so
I moved everything into the kitchen where I could keep an eye on the
little rugrats as they once again attempted to drown each other in the
pool.
Actually the pool was looking kind of tempting.
But, it was time to go, ugh, try and out of them what they
would eat for lunch.
12:04 2 Jun
Plain old sandwiches. And chips, and milk. Which was what they
wanted. Again. I was still trying to figure out what kind of game they
were playing. Stella was still trying to avoid peas, which I could
understand completely. Strained peas, ugh.
13:08 2 Jun
The problem with the pool, I reflected as I washed dishes, was that
I would have to get into that hybrid swimsuit.
Which was a problem, at least in my mind.
"Wwwwrrr," Stella said, and I got the idea that I had to do
something first.
13:10 2 Jun
"Wouldn't you like to be toilet trained? Huh?" Stella didn't
reply, she just sat there and wriggled to get me to drop her off the
table.
13:19 2 Jun
"Can we go to the mall again?" Ricky asked.
"No. I have no more money!" I told them emphatically. "I barely
have enough for gas!"
"You got paid," Gary mentioned. Brat.
"Yeah," I admitted, "but I had to rent all the stuff," I waved my
hand over the pile of it, "for this trip, and so I just barely have
enough money to last me until the end of the week." It was a lie; Dad
was 'kind' enough to defer payment until I made some money with it, but
I really didn't want to subsidize the kids' video game practice.
13:22 2 Jun
Debbie sounded distracted, and the cellphone was not transmitting
well. I'd have to see about boosting the antenna power- "Um, yeah,"
she said, "I'll, just, uh, pick you up at work Thursday after you get
off, okay?"
"Okay."
"And, you need to wear something nice, so we'll have to go by
Rachel's to change before we go to my house."
"Um, your house?" Warning, problem detected. "Um, is your mom
gonna be home?"
"Um, she's taking us to the airport..."
I sighed.
13:24 2 Jun
"Oh, by the way, before I go," Debbie said rapidly, "um, Kim's
coming by the house, she's going to be sitting Friday, and it would be
best if she met the kids and everyone first, okay?" There was a scream
in her background. "Oh, sh- I gotta go, okay? Kisskiss," and she hung
up.
"Um, bye," I said into the phone.
14:09 2 Jun
Stella's hamper was full, so I decided to throw all that in the
washer while I was at it. And wash some of my stuff. I had a feeling
Debbie would complain otherwise. Not like it was that bad or anything.
She was just fastidious. Which is why I actually cleaned up my room
when I started, well, a little after I started dating her. She wouldn't
go inside, even with the door open.
15:21 2 Jun
Someone knocked on the door, and all five heads looked up at it.
Then four of them turned and looked at me.
I sighed. "I guess I'll get it, huh?"
The boys followed me to the door, hiding in the front hallway.
Stella came along in the baby carrier. I looked through the peephole,
and it was a very familiar shape on the other side. "Kim!" I said as I
opened the door.
"Hi Val!" she said happily, and waved like a lunatic. "Wow, what
IS that thing?"
"It's a baby, Kim, haven't you seen one before?"
She rolled her eyes at me. "What's it IN?"
"The box. Don't you know this is what they ship them in?"
"Nuh uh!" came a voice from the hallway.
15:37 2 Jun
"You haven't even gone swimming yet?"
"No, I need to wear a bathing suit, and-"
Kim challenged, "Debbie said she got you one, when you went
shopping."
I sighed. "Did she tell you what it looked like?"
She shook her head. "She just said it looked great on you."
"She did?"
15:41 2 Jun
Kim came out in a one-piece that looked great on her. Black was
definitely her color. "Wow," I said.
"So if I put mine on, you have to put yours on," she said.
"YEAH!" chorused the boys.
15:46 2 Jun
I took a deep breath, and opened the door. Everyone was waiting
for me.
"Hub-ba!" commented Gary.
Kim, knowing me better, caught the door before I could slam it shut
on myself.
"Look!" yelled Ricky, pointing, "She's blushing!"
As if I really needed to have that announced.
15:49 2 Jun
"Val, come on," Kim called through the door. "Please?"
"I'm sorry!" Ricky yelled.
I blew my nose and looked sadly at the towel I'd been crying into.
There were smears of makeup all over it. Great, I thought, just what
I need.
15:52 2 Jun
"See?" Kim said, "I told you they'd be good." She glared at them,
and Ricky looked down at his feet.
15:55 2 Jun
The pool was nice, after the heat of the day. And it made my face
feel better.
"See?" Kim said knowingly, sitting with the baby carrier on and
dangling her legs in the pool. "Not so bad, after all, huh?" She
laughed, kind of bitterly. "I mean, hhh-heck, if I'll wear a swimsuit,
then-"
"You look good in one," I told her. She snorted. "No, you do!" I
stood up in the pool; it was hard to argue when you were floating on
your back. "Kim," I said softly, walking closer, "you're the only one
that thinks you have a weight problem, okay?"
She snorted again and shook her head. "Look, I know-"
"I asked Mike, and he thinks you look great, just like that."
"What?"
"He did!" And I had asked. Just to make sure he wasn't going to
be dating one of Debbie's friends so he could keep me out of, hah,
trouble. Not that any of us Boyz could pick and choose, really, but I'd
wanted to check anyway. "I mean does. He did when I asked him." I
sighed, and knelt down in the shallow end, up to my neck, before I said
anything else dumb. "He really does think you look good."
"You're just saying that," she protested.
I locked eyes with her. "No. I'm not."
16:54 2 Jun
"You know," Kim commented as we folded clothes, "you looked pretty
good too."
I sighed. "Just, don't remind me, okay?"
Unexpectedly, she hugged me from the side. "Sorry," she whispered
in my ear. "Sometimes... sometimes I, I wish you were, like that."
"What?!"
She sighed as I pulled away. "I just forget, sometimes, because, I
mean, you're really cool and yet really..." She ran her fingers through
her hair. "I don't know how to say this without making it sound worse."
"I'm not sure it can get any-"
"Okay, wait." She took a deep breath. "Don't tell Mike about
this, okay?" She waited until I finally nodded. "I, I'm scared of
guys. Just like Debbie was."
"Debbie?"
"Yeah. She'd date and stuff, but if they got the slightest bit
committed or something, she'd break it off. Don't tell her I'm telling
you this, either," she warned.
"Uh, okay..."
She sighed again, and started folding socks. She looked like she
needed something to do with her hands. "Well, she could do that, but I
was too scared of them to even do that. So, when she brought you, to
that party, and it was like, you acted so, so..." She thought for a
second. "So unlike the rest, you know? And then I was kind of mad at
Debbie, because she'd found someone to do that with, you know? Like, I,
we, we all knew that, that she was doing it..." She shook her head.
"God, this is hard..."
"Wait, please... I think I need to hear this."
She nodded. "Well, she liked you, but she was scared of you at the
same time, so when she started doing stuff with you like that," she
pointed at me, "it was like she'd solved her problem, sort of. Or at
least gotten around it. Because, like that, and acting like that, she
wasn't afraid of you."
"Afraid of me? Why?"
Kim shrugged. "She's been hurt a lot. I mean, a LOT. And she
liked you a lot, so you could hurt her a lot again. Remember Kevin?" I
nodded. "It made her feel REALLY bad when the only guy she could be
around was gay and not interested in her."
"Yeah, I remember... So what about you?"
She took a breath. "Well, I, I..." She started to flush. "I was
jealous of Debbie, for finding someone like you, because you didn't
scare me either. So, so it's kind of cool hanging with you, because it
IS like you're halfway, sort of. Not enough to be really scary, you
know?"
"What about Mike?"
She shrugged. "I like him, but I'm still scared to be alone with
him any more."
"What about, about April, in that hotel?"
She stared at the pile of laundry for a long time. Finally, she
said, "I had three Valiums before we went up. If I'd knocked on the
wall, Debbie would have been in to kill him. And, and, I was sort of
testing him. He passed, I guess," she said in a rush, "but I had
nightmares about it for a month-"
"No way!" I gasped. "Mike?!"
"Yeah, well, yeah!" she said defensively. "Mike! Because he's a
GUY, Val. And in some way that, that scares the HELL out of me, you're
not. Ergo," and she said things like that too, "you don't scare me.
I'm sorry... I know it hurts, but that's why I could hang around you all
this year, and not date."
"But you were dating before-"
"Not anywhere alone, with someone. I always doubled with Jill or
Pam or someone. And that was in public, too, like movies or whatever.
I couldn't go to like someone's house, to like watch a movie or
anything." She looked kind of embarrassed. "It was the only way I
could keep from having panic attacks."
"No shit?"
"No, uh-" Both our ears heard the pitter-patter of tiny sneakers,
and we shut up.
A head poked around the doorframe. "Are you gonna cook tonight?"
Ricky asked.
Kim snorted, and pointed at me, and we both started to laugh.
18:19 2 Jun
"You're really gonna go?" Rachel confirmed. "All weekend?"
"Well, yeah! I mean, it's a chance to make some money, and I get
to spend allllll weekend with Deb, no parents, no curfews..." I almost
started salivating at the thought.
"Yeah, but, isn't she gonna be busy most of the time you two are
there?"
I thought about it as I slid a T shirt over my head. "Yeah, I
guess, but I'll be working with her the whole time, and I'd rather her
be tired out from working in our hotel room, instead of her tired out
from working and having to go home to her mom. I mean, her mom is cool
and everything, but... it's still kind of hard."
"Yeah, I can see that..." Rachel mused. "So where is it again?"
21:21 2 Jun
I should have known better than to let Amy con me into a game of
Scrabble. Even with Mom and Dad playing, I got stomped, big time.
"Well, that was fun!" Amy commented.
"Not," I shot back, and she grinned at me.
"Eugene," Mom warned, unfairly.
Dad sighed, and took off his glasses and polished them. "Well, how
about a friendly game of cards?" he suggested. This was sort of like
Debbie saying, 'I have a deal for you.' Except less friendly.
Amy thought about it for a minute, then nodded, proving that I
wasn't the only dumb one in the house when it came to games.
23:09 2 Jun
I guess our family is weird. Dad met Mom playing bridge at school,
and ever since, the competition in the family has been intense. I think
the only reason Mom's family liked Dad as much as they did is because he
was a whiz at odds. Cards, dice, horses, slot machines - didn't matter.
Mom sometimes joked that he paid for college by tutoring freshmen in
poker; Dad denied it, which made it sound more like it happened that
way. And, of course, it wasn't a REAL poker game, even with the family,
unless you were betting money. Or something. We normally played for
pennies...
Which is why I now had no chores to do the weekend I would be gone;
Brian would be doing them all, once I gave him fifteen dollars in
addition. Heh.
06:18 3 Jun
"You look like hell," Amy commented.
"Oh, thanks," I told her back. "Too many late nights, I guess."
"You ought to take a night off and rest, or something."
I stretched out, feeling things burble inside my body. "Yeah, I
guess, but there's so much to do..."
Mom came downstairs, looking a lot like I felt. "Eugene, remind me
never to get into a game of cards on a night I have to go to work."
"Sure thing, Mom." Not. I'd lost eighty-one cents to her, AND I
had to promise to do her hair when I got certified. For free.
07:03 3 Jun
I looked a lot better when I had some makeup on, that was for sure.
Maybe that was why all the girls wore it; so when they spent five hours
talking on the phone every night, they didn't look it the next day.
"Works for me," I told myself in the mirror, and Rachel flinched in her
bed.
07:29 3 Jun
"Well, you look well rested this morning," Miz Parker commented as
she let me in. I snickered, and she turned around. "What?"
"Did I, or anyone, ever mention that Debbie sells some really
awesome makeup?" I asked.
It took her a moment, but then she snickered too.
10:19 3 Jun
I was not at all pleased when I tried to burp Stella and all the
peas came right back up, all over the back of my shirt, and everywhere
else the little wretched larva could spray.
10:21 3 Jun
"Ricky," I told him seriously, "if anything happens that is gonna
get me yelled at, while I am showering this stuff off, I am going to
hurt you. Badly."
His eyes got wide, and he was thinking about saying something, I
could see it in his eyes, but his survival instincts took over, and he
just nodded. I was NOT pleased to have to wash pea vomit out of my hair
this morning.
10:40 3 Jun
I was still rubbing my hair dry when I made it downstairs, because
I just KNEW something bad was going to happen, leaving them alone like
that.
Amazingly, though, the only thing that had happened was, the
furniture in the front room had been disassembled again, and the TV set
was on.
But, no Stella. "Guys! Where's the baby?"
"Right here," came an indistinct voice from inside the hive.
"Bring her out right this instant!" For all I knew, they were
using her as a structural assembly.
It turned out not to be the case, or she wasn't a load-bearing
member, or something, because Ricky popped right out with her. I
checked her over and didn't find any strange marks. And she still had
all her original pieces. "Okay, go back to whatever you were..." I
stopped talking when he disappeared back into the hive.
14:39 3 Jun
The guys had disappeared back into the hive after lunch, so I was
alone with Stella. She was 'helping' me with some re-configuring on the
laptop when someone asked, "Valerie?"
I turned around, and it was Gary. "Yeah?"
"Can we go swimming?"
"Is that... thing, taken apart?" He nodded. "Are you serious?" I
got up to look; this had to be a first. Sure enough, it was gone like
it had never been there, and the other two were on the couch arguing
about something. "Wow, way cool guys!"
"It was Ricky's idea," David commented.
"Well, good job, Ricky!" I said sincerely. "So, get in your
swimsuits!"
"WAHOOOoooo..."slam they all went to Ricky's room to change.
14:44 3 Jun
"Aren't you going swimming?" Davy- I mean, David asked me.
"Ah... no."
All three boys pouted. Even Stella looked mildly upset.
14:57 3 Jun
"Jerks," I muttered under my breath. The water was nice, though.
17:09 3 Jun
"Come on, guys, I HAVE to change before Ricky's mom gets home!"
Ricky commented, "Oh. Yeah, she does."
"And that means you guys have to get out of the pool, too. Now,
come on and stop arguing!" They protested anyway, and I yelled over
them, "Unless you don't ever want me to go swimming with you again?"
That shut them up.
20:19 3 Jun
Amy looked at me funny during the commercial break. "Tuck, aren't
you going to pack?"
"Not-" Not until I get to Rachel's and pick up my girl clothes,
Thursday morning, or maybe Wednesday night. Not really something I
really wanted to tell the family. "Oh. Yeah, I guess I'd better, huh?"
She laughed at me as I went upstairs to pack a decoy bag.
06:04 4 Jun
I was beginning to really understand, deep down in my bones, why
Dad spent so much time setting up his own business. It was so he
wouldn't have to get up at this horrid time of day, five times a week.
07:31 4 Jun
"I was wondering," Miz Parker said as we watched Ricky and she fed
Stella, "were you planning on fixing breakfast this morning?"
"Well, yeah, I do every morning..." Ding! "What would you like?"
08:19 4 Jun
"You let them go swimming so soon after eating?" Miz Parker asked.
"Uh, well, usually they don't want to go swimming until later in
the day, and I always keep an eye on them. Just in case." She handed
me the last of the dishes, and I dunked it in the soapy water and
started scrubbing.
"Hmmm..." she said to herself. She was still thinking when I
handed her the platter, and she didn't say anything as I turned the
water off and unplugged the drain.
I was debating going out to the poolside table and reading,
figuring she would be there for a long time, when she turned to me and
asked, "Do you ever go swimming? You know it's alright..."
"Huh? Yeah, sometimes, why?"
"Ricky said last week that you wouldn't," she replied.
"Oh. Well, I went twice this week, does that count?"
She chuckled. "I guess so..." She stared out the window at the
three boys.
08:44 4 Jun
"That's an interesting suit," Miz Parker commented when I came out
of the bathroom.
I shrugged, feeling kind of embarrassed. "Well, Debbie helped pick
it out, she said it looked good on me..."
"Oh, it does," she assured me. "It just seems a little...
dangerous?"
I snorted. "Yeah, well..." I thought about telling her why Debbie
liked seeing me in racy stuff, but decided against it. "At least the
zipper pins in place."
"Good idea," she commented.
"Yours looks good on you," I thought to say after a few moments.
It did, too. She looked amazingly trim for a mother of two. I was glad
Debbie already had me, or I might have been tempted to do something
stupid like stare or something.
09:55 4 Jun
"See?" I mentioned to the boys as they waited their turn for
sunblock. "Even your mom gets a fresh coat every hour."
Ricky stuck his tongue out at me, but I ignored it.
09:58 4 Jun
I hadn't thought Miz Parker would insist on coating me in return,
but she did. It was sort of like Mom doing it when I was younger,
before I decided I didn't want Mom doing that to me in front of people
any more. I might have argued, but she already had me half coated
before I really thought about objecting, and then it would have been
silly.
11:04 4 Jun
"I really should go to work today," she sighed as I pulled food out
of the refrigerator.
"Well, I guess..." I snuck a peek as I carried a pile of stuff to
the counter. She looked depressed at the thought. I could completely
understand that.
Before I could decide what to say, my pager started buzzing in my
purse. Miz Parker said something really crass and looked at her own,
then got confused. "Uh, I think it was me," I told her as I got mine
out.
KIMS COMING OVER TO PRACTICE SOME MORE OK CALL ME IF THATS A
PORBLEM XOXOX DEBBIE. I almost laughed; she could spell with a pen in
her hand, but not with a keyboard-
"When did you get a pager?" she asked, from over my shoulder, and I
almost dropped it.
"Um, Deb said I needed one," I told her. "Um..." Well, she wanted
to be talked into staying home anyway. "It was Debbie, she said there's
this other girl, Kim, that'll be sitting Friday, and she's coming over
this afternoon. Kim is, I mean. So, maybe you ought to stay and see if
you like her?"
"Oh, okay," she said, like she as doing me a favor, but she sort of
relaxed and smiled. "So, what were you going to fix for lunch?"
"Oh, well, the guys didn't have an opinion, so I had this idea..."
12:14 4 Jun
The boys looked at me like I was trying to poison them. "What, IS
this stuff?" Gary finally worked up the courage to ask.
"Rice, and sausage, and cheese, and some other things," like
vegetables I wasn't going to mention, "and garlic and spices and stuff.
What, you don't want any?"
Before any of them could decide, Miz Parker came into the kitchen,
dressed in shorts and a T shirt and rubbing her hair dry with a towel.
"MMmmmm, that smells GREAT, Valerie!"
I smirked at the boys.
12:50 4 Jun
As usual, once one of them had actually had the courage to taste
something I cooked, they started gobbling it down like it was going to
disappear. Which it did, quickly. I was glad I had saved myself a
plate before I served them, because they went through what I thought
would be more than enough, and both Gary and Miz Parker were eyeing the
pot like they were thinking about licking it. And this was before I
finished my first serving. I was glad I wasn't that hungry, because it
was apparent that this was all I was going to get.
Unless they made me cook more, which was looking likely.
13:07 4 Jun
Apparently, whatever combination of spices I'd put into it, acted
like a sleeping pill in large enough doses, because Miz Parker just
barely managed to help me clean up, and when we were finished, the boys
had passed out in the living room. "That looks like a good idea," she
told me, and staggered upstairs, I guess to take a nap.
13:09 4 Jun
Out like a light bulb, she was. I shut the door to her bedroom
quietly, glad that Stella had also been quiet, and went downstairs to
wait for Kim to show up. And to explain to her that this was the last
time it would be this easy.
13:38 4 Jun
"Wow, what did you do," Kim asked as she surveyed the living room,
"drug them?" Even Stella had decided to take a nap.
"Maybe," I said, and her head snapped around. I almost burst out
laughing at the expression on her face, and then I had to explain about
lunch.
14:28 4 Jun
"Just, I dunno..." Kim paused to fold a towel. "Guys are scary."
I shrugged, but had to agree with her. "But, Mike?"
She shrugged back, looking kind of embarrassed. "I know, he's a
good guy and everything, but he's still a guy. Right?"
"As far as I know," I said, and she giggled.
14:51 4 Jun
"So," I continued, "he was tired of getting picked on, and when he
saw the SAME jerks picking on ME, making fun of me 'cause I couldn't
talk right, he got mad and started hitting them, and then when I saw one
of them start crying just 'cause he'd got punched in the nose, I hit
one, and before the teachers could come over, we were the only ones
left."
"Wow," she said, sounding impressed.
"Yeah," I sighed, "and that was the last time that happened, too,
that it was so easy. But we got meaner, the more we got picked on.
Eventually they stopped picking on us." Like, last year, mostly.
"I think that's what happened to Debbie and Lisa," she mused, but
the dryer buzzed before she could explain.
15:08 4 Jun
Kim and I were playing quietly with Stella, since all the laundry
was done and we were kind of tired, when Miz Parker came downstairs.
Kim nudged me, but I'd already heard it, and so we were both smiling
when she appeared in the doorway. The boys were still asleep, and
Stella was being nice, and when she saw us all in the living room, she
stopped.
I waved, and after a moment, so did Kim.
"Wow," said Miz Parker, real quietly.
15:17 4 Jun
"You realize, of course," Miz Parker mentioned to Kim, "that it's
never this quiet?"
I snickered, and said, "I already told her that, and she knew it
already. We're just enjoying it while it lasts," and Miz Parker and Kim
both nodded seriously.
17:04 4 Jun
Miz Parker had let us go early, and after Kim called Debbie and
reported success, she asked me, "So what are you doing?"
"Uh, I was thinking about packing for the trip?"
"Oh. And, all your stuff is at Rachel's right?" I nodded. "Want
some help?"
"Sure!"
17:46 4 Jun
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I mean, she liked it when we all went out, remember?"
Kim giggled. "Yeah, I thought she was going to kiss you, right in
front of the restaurant!" She sobered up a little, and added, "But
you're right, you did look good in that dress."
I nodded and started folding the sundress. "Deb has good taste, I
guess."
"And I don't?" she said, putting an eyebrow up.
"Hey! I didn't say you didn't," I insisted, "I just said she did.
Besides," I grinned back at her, "you're too chicken to try on the
really nice stuff."
"I am not!" she almost shrieked. But she ruined the effect by
giggling.
19:41 4 Jun
I made it home in time to have dinner with the whole family, joy
joy. Actually, it wasn't that bad. At least Brian was being subdued
tonight. And Susan talked a lot about her job, and it was really cool,
for once. Amy kept asking questions, and Susan actually had a clue,
which impressed me and Dad. I would have thought that she would have
picked up enough radio tech, being around me and Dad all her life, but
apparently not.
20:18 4 Jun
Debbie had showed up at my place for once, and so we were locked in
my bedroom with the anti-surveillance jammers going full blast. I had a
feeling this was not something I wanted anyone to know about, and I
guess we should have left, but I did NOT feel like leaving the house
tonight.
"Anyway, we get to the airport at eight, and then arrive in
California about the same time, if we get lucky and there aren't any
delays. Sorry about it being so late, but it was cheaper that way," she
apologized.
"No, it's okay, cheaper is good," I assured her, and she hugged me
closer.
Finally, she sighed. "I really hate flying, Tuck, so if I get kind
of freaky, it's nothing to do with you, okay? You can ask my mom if you
don't believe me."
"Are you gonna be okay?"
She nodded. "Lisa's gonna make sure I get tanked on Valium
beforehand, which is one reason I'm not driving us to the airport.
Plus, Mom wants to see us off."
I sighed.
21:12 4 Jun
"Oh, God, we gotta take ALL that?" Debbie whined.
"Well, yeah, if we want to make sure everything goes we-" Uh oh.
"What did you forget?"
I sighed. "CD's. We could get some from Dad, but he overcharges
for them, and I don't think he has enough cases."
She sighed back. "Tell me what to get, tomorrow, and I'll pick
some up."
Mike spoke up, "I know what to get," and she looked at him sideways
for several seconds before she nodded. "Can I use the credit card?" he
asked, and ducked before she actually swung at him.
21:38 4 Jun
"You're not coming home tomorrow?" Susan confirmed.
I shook my head. "As soon as I get off work, we go to the airport
and get on the plane. That's why we packed her car tonight." Actually,
it was her mom's car, but I wasn't going to complain.
"Wow," Amy commented, and hugged me. "Good luck, eh? Be careful."
Susan hugged me too, as soon as Amy let go, which surprised me so
much, I let her. "Yeah, bro, be careful, okay? Don't let Debbie talk
you into anything," she warned me. A little too late there, I
thought.
21:46 4 Jun
I shook hands with Dad, which made me feel kind of weird, like I
was grown up and enlisting or something weird. "Be careful, son," he
said solemnly, and then added, "Do you need any emergency money?"
"Um, I dunno?" That sounded stupid, but I'd never taken a trip
like this by myself. "How much do I need?"
22:06 4 Jun
"Hey, Mike, can you give me a ride tomorrow morning?"
He nodded. "What time?"
"You're gonna hate it," I warned him.
"Who said I'm going to sleep?" he lied, and we both laughed.
07:06 5 Jun
Amy handed me a mug of coffee, and then there was nothing left to
do but go to work.
I thought. Until she hugged me, really tight, and whispered in my
ear, "Look, be careful, okay?"
"I will!" I insisted.
07:27 5 Jun
"Dude, call me when you get back," Mike told me, and I nodded.
Then he held up his hands, and we locked.
07:34 5 Jun
"Well, good luck," Miz Parker told me, "and be careful, okay?" I
was getting a little tired of hearing that.
09:03 5 Jun
"All by yourself?" Gary gasped.
"No, Debbie's coming with me. She's my boss, remember?" Also my
girlfriend, but that was something I did NOT want them to remember.
"And your parents are letting you?" David said, sounding completely
scandalized.
I had to laugh.
17:39 5 Jun
"Well, good luck, and be careful," Mister Parker told me. I forced
a smile on my face and nodded.
17:42 5 Jun
"If I hear one more person tell me to be careful," I told Debbie as
we got into her car, "I think I'm gonna scream."
"Don't scream at my mom," she warned me, "she will tell us that,
and she doesn't like being screamed at." She started the car, and
chuckled. "I tried it once, and it didn't work out real well."
I laughed with her on that, and after she pulled out of the
Parker's driveway and started forward, I said, "Did I mention you look
great tonight?" She did, too; she was wearing this knit dress that made
her look several years older, that and her makeup.
"Thanks," she smiled at me, and patted me on my knee. "I figured
we'd have less hassle if we look like 'grown-ups' instead of teenagers.
Plus, we have to get the van from Hertz, and they're not supposed to
rent to people under twenty-five. I cleared it with the manager," she
explained before I could say something, "but it would save us some
hassle if the clerk thought we were old enough to rent it by ourselves."
That sounded great, until I noticed something. "Uh, Deb? 'Us' and
'we'?" She glanced over at me and nodded. "So, this means we're gonna
run by Rachel's and change me into something nice?" I guessed, and she
nodded again.
"Remember? I mentioned it earlier this week."
"Um." I thought about it. "No, not really, but I trust you."
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
18:03 5 Jun
"Hi, girls," Helen said as we came in the door. "You look nice,
Valerie."
"Thanks. Debbie said I should dress nice for the flight, so I look
professional." Which is why I had changed into something Debbie called
a shirt-dress, and heels and hose and stuff. It looked really nice in
the mirror, and Debbie had done the same thing with my makeup that she
had done with hers, so I looked older than Susan.
19:39 5 Jun
Helen hugged me and then Debbie. "You two be very careful,
understand?" she told us. It sounded like the same words, but she said
it differently than anyone else had, like she was telling us to be
careful or else. I took her completely seriously.
20:04 5 Jun
Debbie grabbed my hand so hard I thought I might lose fingers, as
the engines roared and we started to really MOVE down the runway.
"S'okay, Deb, it's cool, everything's normal," I reassured her over the
noise.
22:19 5 Jun
The flaps groaned out, and I almost screamed when Debbie grabbed my
hand again, like she'd been doing every time something made a noise. I
should have been used to it by then, but she took me by surprise. "Deb,
it's okay, we're coming in for a landing, and the flaps are down to slow
us down some," I explained. "Perfectly normal, and everything is cool."
She nodded, staring straight ahead.
She took three Valiums before the flight, another one five minutes
ago, and she's STILL like this? I was amazed she hadn't passed out
yet.
"Having a bad day? It takes 42 muscles to frown, but only 4 to pull
the trigger of a decent sniper rifle." - Dr. John D. Taylor
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The Fearless Vampire, Part 2
By Poison Ivan
By Poison Ivan
Warning! The following work of fiction contains
descriptions of sexual activity between humans and vampires. Some of it
kind of gross. If you are under the age of 18, this story is not for you.
I'm dreaming, dreaming of nothing, and it is cold. I am
so cold. My stomach hurts, I want to vomit, but no, I
won't. I open my eyes. No, I am not dreaming. I think I'm
awake. And she is beside me, the heat of her is amazing,
she's burning up, and I am so cold. I touch her with my
fingertips, feel her heat, she is naked, her skin is pink,
like a baby.
I shiver. She just lies there on her back, staring up,
blood on her mouth. Lord, Is she dead? My heart rushes at
the thought! But no, she looks so alive. Her beautiful
breasts all pink like pillows for my head. I roll towards
her--ow!--pain shoots through my crotch! I don't dare look
at myself there, at the wounds in my pussy. My neck bite is
not bleeding at all, in fact, the blood is gone. Did
Darlene clean me up? Or did I just imagine it? But it
hurts, a painful ache, I did not imagine it at all.
I lay my head on her breasts and feel the heat against my
cheek, breathe the sweat of her soft skin. I want to sleep,
to close my eyes and sleep, but I love the heat of my
Darlene. And her big dark nipples. I press my nose against
the nipple and it stiffens up. I kiss right next to it, all
around it, and it strains, hugely, sticking up like a
child's thumb. I put my mouth over it and suck.
I taste something! Is she lactating? A tinge of
something, metallic and thick and hot. But barely a
trickle, I nip the rubbery nipple with my teeth and I get
another taste. I bite it harder and the flow starts, a
continuous flow. I suck and chew, and the hot liquid fills
my mouth and I swallow, and it is hot--very hot--down my
throat, heat fills my belly and heat spreads through me.
The cold in my body eases and I suck and swallow again, and
the heat spreads, all the way to my fingers and toes.
I drink deeply at my lover's breast, the beautiful heat
fills my body, and a warm dreaminess fills my head. Ah, I
could do this forever! I want to be close to my Darlene,
and I feel stronger now, I can move, I crawl up on top of
her, press my bare skin against hers, she is still so hot,
her heat penetrates me, and I look into her open eyes,
black, blank, unblinking. Does she see me? I kiss her
brow. Her long dark lashes are lovely, and the fold of the
lid. The staring eyes, so black I can't see the pupils.
Her lips are full and red and speckled with blood. I
lick my thumb and touch a blood spot, and it smears away.
Her lips part, just a crack, and I kiss them, soft and warm
and lovely. I lick her face, cleaning the blood. I am her
puppy, licking my master's face.
She is clean, her face ruddy and inert. I kiss her lips,
force my tongue in her mouth, run my tongue across her
teeth. I hold her face and kiss her hard--oh, my love!--I
look into her dark eyes, staring, and I kiss her again. I
force my knees between her thighs, feel her fiery pussy
against my leg, she is so hot! Can she feel me? Do I
excite her? I kiss her, deep, over and over, nuzzle into
the warmth of her neck and kiss her neck. My fingers
flutter across the hollows of her collarbones. Does she
like this?
I draw my hands down to her breasts and brush across her
nipples. They are straining fabulously. I flick my fingers
across them a few times, and move around to tickle her
breasts, underneath and along the sides. I hold them, one
in each hand. I want to kiss them again. I suck the tip of
her chin, then down, with my tongue, down her neck into the
hollow at the top of her breastbone, then down, slowly,
between her breasts. The heat is heavy and heady. I
squeeze her breasts together with my face between. They are
lovely. I lavish them with kisses.
I chew and suckle the other nipple, and feel her hot milk
fill my belly and heat my body. I feel strong now, very
strong, which is good, because I need my strength.
Why do I need my strength? I'm not sure, but I know for
sure I need it. But for what? My Darlene is strong enough
to protect me, I've never seen a creature so strong. But
then she stares so passively--she looks so empty. Could she
save me in case of danger?
Perhaps I need my strength to please my love. I am here
to make love to my Darlene. The greater my strength, the
greater the pleasure she will feel. That is something to
use my strength for!
Or perhaps I should be protecting her. She is so
vulnerable like this. If I am strong, I can repel anyone
who wishes to damage her. A rush surges in my ears. Would
someone dare harm my Darlene? Am I strong enough to protect
her? I feel weak. I am stronger, but not strong enough.
Darlene's milk can not make me the guardian she deserves and
needs. I am so inadequate!
But I must do what I can. I get up and check the doors.
They are still locked, so there is no immediate danger. The
pain in my pussy is bad, but not unbearable. I can walk
without difficulty. I gather the courage to examine myself.
Two short tears at the top and to the side. What is under
there? If the wounds were deeper, what would be damaged?
There's no bleeding, just yellow-pink flesh showing inside.
I press with my fingertips. The gashes close up, the flesh
sticks, and there are just the two parallel cuts in the
skin. If I'm careful, I think they will heal. Should I get
stitches? It doesn't seem necessary. They should heal by
themselves. I can barely see the wound at all.
I straighten up, pull myself erect, and a dizziness hits
me. Dark swirls, and I reach out for balance but I can't
find anything to hold and now everything is black. Black,
black, I can't see a thing. I hold myself steady, steady,
careful Virginia, wait for it to pass. It's really dark,
but now I see something, just a hint of light, the darkness
fades, the light returns and I can see again. I breathe
deeply, and breathe again. I reach out for the back of a
chair. I'm O.K. now. I'm just fine. The darkness is gone
but I'm woozy. But maybe I'm not as strong as I thought.
Even so, if they want to kill my Darlene, they'll have to
kill me first. I'll put up all the fight I can muster.
Pretty Darlene, all pink and sleeping.
I go to her and lie down on top of her hot body. I kiss
her soft lips. Do I feel her breath? Maybe, but I'm not
sure. A moist heat exudes from her all over, it's like her
whole body is breathing. I love the feel of it against my
tits and thighs. And that lovely stench. I lift her arm
and press my face into the hairless, stinky armpit. I
breath deeply--whee!--my head reels!
I suck her nipples again, but I can't get much milk from
them. Still, I love Darlene's big breasts, I love holding
them and kissing them and sucking them. I love the way her
nipples expand in my mouth and the softness of her skin.
And most of all, I love that she enjoys it. Although she
doesn't move a muscle, I know in my heart that she loves the
way I touch her breasts.
But I know something she would love even more! I've
never given a woman head, but for my Darlene, I would do
anything. I only hope I can do it right, that I can give
her an orgasm with my mouth. If I can give her an orgasm, I
know she will love me more!
I kiss down her tight stomach, tongue her belly button.
I'm feeling hot now, flushed. Her pussy is just a few
inches away, and I can't wait to kiss her there. I stroke
her thighs with my fingers, and gently push them apart.
I rub my lips through the sparse black hair, and the
smell wafts up and my heart thuds hugely in my chest. I
feel drunk, excited and warm and drunk. I sweep my head
back and forth, skimming my lips over her mound, feeling the
coarse hairs on my lips, down slowly until I feel her
swollen clitoris against my lower lip. I gather up spit in
my mouth, my tongue dripping with it, and I push against her
clit, lick it up and down, curl my tongue around it. I suck
it with wet lips and drown it with saliva and suck it some
more. It stands up like a soldier.
I move around and get between her legs. I can see her
entire cunt now, all right there, red and wet and swollen
all over. The lips puffy thick with excitement. And there's
a dark stain at the bottom, deep red-brown from her vagina
and down towards her anus.
She's menstruating! How sweet!
I nuzzle my face up into her sweet cunt, run my mouth and
nose and cheeks around in it. The blood is interesting, I
want to look at it some more, but she's so soft and hot and
her glorious stink, and I kiss her on the pad of each outer
lip, one side then the other, teasing her, and I kiss her
clitoris some more, but I want to see the trickle of blood
again, I want to go back to it, I want to taste the blood of
her curse. Her pussy is so sweet, but I'm drawn to the
blood, and I lick down these fleshy lips, slowly, wetly,
until my tongue settles into the rim of her vagina.
Her taste is exquisite, bitter and musky with a coppery
bite. I swirl my tongue lightly in the opening, and she
opens up, just opens right up and a muscle clinches, and hot
sticky liquid flows out of her, right onto my tongue, and
it's bloody stuff, I can taste the blood in it, and it flows
into my mouth and coats my whole mouth, and I swallow.
Oh! Christ! It burns in my throat, scalds my throat,
I can feel it burning all the way down and my stomach wrings
up in response to the burning liquid, and I hiccup, and
another mouthful of her bloody discharge is filling my
mouth, where did it all come from? I press my mouth up
hard, I don't want to miss it, and I swallow it, the burning
hurts! My stomach jerks and leaps and a searing heat is
radiating out into my body, I'm burning up, sweat pours out
of me, every pore is open and I swallow another mouthful of
her, and her body is jerking under my mouth, she's cumming,
there's stuff gushing out of her cunt, into my mouth and I'm
swallowing big mouthfuls of it, desperately, I don't dare
miss any, and the burning heat is shooting through me,
through my legs and arms, even my skin is burning, and my
own cunt is on fire too, and I swallow again, I press my
mouth right up over her cunt and suck the caustic goo out of
her, it's incredible stuff, and a fire burns up inside me,
radiating from within, shooting through me as I suck the
fountain of blood from her beautiful cunt.
I have to stop, I can't take any more. I pull off her
with a smack and gasp for air. What's happening to me? I
feel like I'm about to explode, there's something happening
to me, there's something in me, it's in my blood! It's
coursing through me, burning into my veins and I shake
myself, shake my arms and legs. Blood floods out of
Darlene's cunt, a pool of dark red staining the floor, a
hemorrhage. I can't stand still, I stand up and shake
myself. My body feels like it's growing from within,
filling me up from the inside. My skin isn't big enough to
hold me. My pussy wound is bleeding again, blood trickling
down my thigh, but it doesn't hurt, not even a little. I
grab myself in the crotch and intense pleasure shoots
through me. I'm cumming, oh God, cumming hard! Oh! I
double over with the pleasure of it, I can barely stand it,
oh! It's good, it's good!
I love it, I love it, but it stops, finally, my climax
stops, I'm breathless, and I feel enormous, tall and
broad-shouldered, and blood is there between Darlene's legs,
wasted on the floor, soaked into the carpet, and I go down
and drink it, sucking it out of the fibers and licking it
from Darlene's cunt. I'll never get it all, what a fool I
am! How could I let this blood go to waste! But an
incredible strength builds up in me, springs tensing inside
my muscles. I need more of her blood, and I suck it up
desperately, and Darlene is responding now, her body
responds to my touch.
I swing around over on top of her and grind my cunt down
on her face. I need Darlene to please me too, to use her
mouth on my cunt. I bury my face in her cunt and suck her
up, twisting my head in and driving my tongue right up her
vagina. Darlene groans with pleasure, and her mouth finds
my oozing wound, her mouth is on the old tears, sucking my
blood into her mouth, as I suck her heavy menstrual blood
into mine.
We drink deeply of one another, sharing our most intimate
thing, our blood, and my heart and body spirals up and my
head reels dizzy dizzy swirls and our hearts throb together,
I can feel her heart, my pulse feeds her, hers feeds mine,
our blood mixes together, our hearts beat together, her
blood pounds in my temples, our hearts drive each other's
heart, and we are just one, one being driven by two bursting
hearts.
Ah, oh God, here it comes--oh!--a huge spasm in my cunt,
hard, brutal--and another!--I scream out--and I twist off
with the power of the clinch and I flop off--oh!--an
explosion!--rocks me. Did I scream? This feeling, this
feeling is incredible--oh God!--the delirious joy I feel as
this amazing climax pulses through me. With each ecstatic
throb, I feel myself growing stronger, more powerful. My
body! My joyous body! The power in me is bursting into me
from within, so strong I can't control it, and I try to
stand up but--ugh!--Christ!--my convulsion knocks me to the
ground and I can only thrash with the rapture. Thrashing
with a joy as I turn into something I wasn't before.
The throbbing finally diminishes, slowly, beautifully.
My body is delirious with pleasure, and I feel myself begin
to recover. My thighs are trembling, I can barely breathe,
but I think I can stand up, I pull myself erect. The power
continues to grow in me, and it seems like I'm expanding
still. I look at myself. I tingle, all over, tingling
inside. I'm aware of my body like I've never been aware
before. I swear I can feel every artery, the blood swishing
through my veins. The sound of my own blood. And I can
sense my nerves, my organs, I can feel the hormones injected
into the blood stream. My muscles are all individual
things, each one growing stronger with each passing second.
My clit! I can't believe my clit! It is hugely swollen,
five times bigger than before! Nerves tangle and fill the
enormous thing, it's hyper-sensitive, and with a little
flick my pinky--oh!--I'm cumming again! Oh sweet Jesus! I
love this!
It's over, I fight it off and my cum is over, my own
strength is overpowering me, I need to do something, I
need to jump, and I jump, powerfully, the air swishing in my
ears, nearly clear across the room. My back and my legs
throb with the excitement of the exertion, and I jump again,
swinging my arms and crashing them down on an end table that
is suddenly before me, and it shatters under the blow. The
splinters of wood under my fist is shocking, did I do that?
This is wonderful! I love the violence of breaking wood!
And there is something else, a feeling I get, a feeling
of people crowding around me. They seem to be everywhere.
I check my pussy wounds again, where Darlene had reopened
the cuts, press my fingers against the two open tears. I
don't like the marring of my body and an instant of hatred
for Darlene rises up. How can I punish her? I wish the
flaws were gone and I rub them--
Oh my! The cuts are gone! They are just gone! One
minute, they were there, the next, not a trace. Just
smooth, flawless skin. Did my touch do that? Did I do that
to myself?
I quickly try a mole on my arm, and with a touch it too
is gone. Ha! I can't believe it!
I am still growing, I can feel it, but not as fast now.
Something amazing has happened. I feel capable, capable of
anything, anything at all. The limits of my old body have
melted away. I feel powerful! I feel invincible!
I look to Darlene, who lies in a dazed stupor on the
floor. She is awake, but she is not completely aware of her
surroundings. She seems so small there, I can't believe she
seems so small. She used to be so strong. Has she changed?
Or is it just me, is it just my new power?
I want to look at myself, I step over Darlene to get the
bathroom, what does this new powerful body look like?
In the mirror, it's just me, it looks just like me, but I
am still nothing like I was. I run my fingers through my
hair, and it comes away with a blonde luster and thickness
I've never had before. This is incredible! I can't believe
I can change myself! I look at my hands. Is it in my
hands? They don't look any different, but they feel strong!
Very strong!
Or does it come from within me, is it a force of my will?
An experiment. I look close into the mirror, examine my
eyes. My irises are light blue, nearly gray in color. And
with a thought, just a suggestion to myself, the color
deepens, turning darker, until they glow a rich aquamarine.
And my eyelashes lengthen, thicken, and I leave behind
forever the anemic lashes I've always hated. No more
mascara for me!
My heart is pounding! And what about my breasts? I love
my breasts, but they could be bigger. Like Darlene's. I
want big sexy breasts, breasts that drive men insane with
desire. I concentrate on them, and they slowly grow, like
ripening fruit, bulging, firming, and I command my nipples
to grow, thicken, the erectile tissue expanding. I give
myself full, high, firm D-cups. D-cups! Who cares about cup
size! I will never again wear a bra! Why constrain such
lovely tits! I grab them and squeeze them, and a shock of
pleasure rushes through me.
And my cunt! My clitoris already hugely swollen, I
lengthen and tighten the barrel of my vagina, move my cervix
back, I want to take big cocks in there! And the nerve
endings, I can control the nerve endings. They tangle and
thicken and fill my whole cunt, swirling through my clit,
surrounding my vagina, into my labia, giving myself grossly
sensitive erogenous zones. Dare I? Ha! I fill my anus
with nerve endings!
My cunt is absolutely gorgeous! It seems a shame to
conceal it, all this curly blonde hair hiding it. I run my
hand over the puffy mound, and the hair falls away, leaving
it hairless, bare, exposed.
I do more things to myself, making myself look as sexy as
I can. I give myself a curvier hip, tighten up the muscles
of my ass. All the excess fat in my body--gone! I give
myself pouty lips. I make my legs just a little bit longer,
I make my waist just a little bit narrower. I kill the hair
on my legs and under my arms.
I can change myself! I can do anything I want to myself!
I am so incredibly beautiful, I just want to look at
myself! I smile and think hard, and all the blemishes on my
skin disappear. My skin is just smooth and perfect, not a
freckle or mole or scar!
I am perfect! I am the most beautiful creature in the
world!
A rustling at the door, and Darlene enters the bathroom,
her legs wobbling and weak. She stands and looks at me from
the doorway, leaning against the jamb, but I can't be
concerned with her there. I just want to look at myself,
admire my perfection. I am so damn sexy! I know if anyone
saw me, they would want to fuck me! And the way I feel, I
might just take them up on it!
"My God," Darlene says, "Virginia!"
I don't want to pay attention to Darlene, I wish she
would go away. I want to be left alone to admire myself. I
want to masturbate and make myself cum a million times!
But Darlene stumbles into the bathroom and leans against
the vanity. She's only a few feet away, staring right at
me. She distracts me, and I don't like that! I pretend to
ignore her and I look at my big beautiful breasts.
"What have you done?" Darlene says, and she touches my
shoulder. How dare she touch me! I turn on her and swing
my hand against her face, and I feel her skull crack against
my hand. She stumbles back, crashing against the door and
down to the floor. I'm going to kill her, destroy her, rip
her into tiny pieces! Dare touch me! I'm on her, pinning
her against the floor, driving my knees against her pelvis,
pulverizing it with my fury. But she doesn't struggle, just
says sweet things in my head, "I love you Virginia, I want
to kiss you and love you and touch you." I will kill her,
but how? Smash her face? Rip apart her chest? How do I
focus my strength? "I love you Virginia, you are so
beautiful, I want to make love to you."
She loves me, of course she loves me, how could she not
love me? She is beautiful and powerful, but I am more
beautiful and more powerful. "I want to kiss you all
over." She loves me, I could kill her, but she loves me.
And I think of her kissing me and my cunt clutches with the
expectation.
I wonder if she will die anyway, from the crushed skull
and hip. If she dies, no matter, but I hope she lives. I
hop away, and her broken body lies in an unnatural L shape.
A huge bloody bruise covers one entire side of her crushed
left hip. I stand over her. "Don't you ever cross me!" I
demand.
"Never, never, my love, I would never cross you," she
tells me, and before my eyes, she begins to heal herself.
The break in her skull fills in, and the bruise on her face
disappears. Slowly, her hip reforms, the bone building back
up, I can almost see right into her, see the pelvis reform,
and her body straightens, fills. She carefully sits up,
testing herself, then stands. She shakes her legs, hops
from foot to foot.
I am amazed. Is this something I can do too?
"Let me teach you," Darlene says. "There are things you
need to know." She comes up to me and turns my body back to
the mirror. She stands behind me, her hands on my hips, and
she presses her lips against the back of my shoulder.
"What am I?" I ask. My body looks human, but there is no
way I am human.
"We are monsters," Darlene whispers. "We are powerful
monsters." She rubs her face against my neck. "And we draw
our power from the blood of humans."
Yes, of course. I am a monster, a glorious monster, a
hundred times more powerful than any human. I clench my
fist and feel the power in me. And their blood! Their
hearts! A yearning fills my belly. It would be so easy! I
could destroy any human, suck her rich blood, devour her
still-beating heart. How could they stop me? The thought
of some human using a baseball bat, or a pistol, and I laugh
at the thought. Their weakness is pathetic!
"Be careful, Virginia," Darlene whispers. "They may be
weak, but you are not invulnerable." Her warm hands slide
around and she holds my beautiful breasts.
I feel a stab in my chest, and I know instantly what she
means. My heart! The humans need only take my heart!
"My child," Darlene says, and she drops to her knees.
She turns me around to face her, and she kneels at my feet,
looking up at me from her place of worship. "Made from the
blood of my womb." She hugs my hips, presses her cheek
against my hairless cunt. "Like a little girl," she says,
and kisses me there. I allow her to lick my cunt and I feel
the pleasure in some hidden recess of my body. But my mind
is on other things. Darlene's words ring in my thoughts. I
am not invulnerable. I must protect my heart. First and
foremost, I need a plan to survive.
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local government is too oppressive, you should stop reading now.
This story is in the public domain. While you are legally free
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The Fearless Vampire, Part 2
By Poison Ivan
By Poison Ivan
Warning! The following work of fiction contains
descriptions of sexual activity between humans and vampires. Some of it
kind of gross. If you are under the age of 18, this story is not for you.
I'm dreaming, dreaming of nothing, and it is cold. I am
so cold. My stomach hurts, I want to vomit, but no, I
won't. I open my eyes. No, I am not dreaming. I think I'm
awake. And she is beside me, the heat of her is amazing,
she's burning up, and I am so cold. I touch her with my
fingertips, feel her heat, she is naked, her skin is pink,
like a baby.
I shiver. She just lies there on her back, staring up,
blood on her mouth. Lord, Is she dead? My heart rushes at
the thought! But no, she looks so alive. Her beautiful
breasts all pink like pillows for my head. I roll towards
her--ow!--pain shoots through my crotch! I don't dare look
at myself there, at the wounds in my pussy. My neck bite is
not bleeding at all, in fact, the blood is gone. Did
Darlene clean me up? Or did I just imagine it? But it
hurts, a painful ache, I did not imagine it at all.
I lay my head on her breasts and feel the heat against my
cheek, breathe the sweat of her soft skin. I want to sleep,
to close my eyes and sleep, but I love the heat of my
Darlene. And her big dark nipples. I press my nose against
the nipple and it stiffens up. I kiss right next to it, all
around it, and it strains, hugely, sticking up like a
child's thumb. I put my mouth over it and suck.
I taste something! Is she lactating? A tinge of
something, metallic and thick and hot. But barely a
trickle, I nip the rubbery nipple with my teeth and I get
another taste. I bite it harder and the flow starts, a
continuous flow. I suck and chew, and the hot liquid fills
my mouth and I swallow, and it is hot--very hot--down my
throat, heat fills my belly and heat spreads through me.
The cold in my body eases and I suck and swallow again, and
the heat spreads, all the way to my fingers and toes.
I drink deeply at my lover's breast, the beautiful heat
fills my body, and a warm dreaminess fills my head. Ah, I
could do this forever! I want to be close to my Darlene,
and I feel stronger now, I can move, I crawl up on top of
her, press my bare skin against hers, she is still so hot,
her heat penetrates me, and I look into her open eyes,
black, blank, unblinking. Does she see me? I kiss her
brow. Her long dark lashes are lovely, and the fold of the
lid. The staring eyes, so black I can't see the pupils.
Her lips are full and red and speckled with blood. I
lick my thumb and touch a blood spot, and it smears away.
Her lips part, just a crack, and I kiss them, soft and warm
and lovely. I lick her face, cleaning the blood. I am her
puppy, licking my master's face.
She is clean, her face ruddy and inert. I kiss her lips,
force my tongue in her mouth, run my tongue across her
teeth. I hold her face and kiss her hard--oh, my love!--I
look into her dark eyes, staring, and I kiss her again. I
force my knees between her thighs, feel her fiery pussy
against my leg, she is so hot! Can she feel me? Do I
excite her? I kiss her, deep, over and over, nuzzle into
the warmth of her neck and kiss her neck. My fingers
flutter across the hollows of her collarbones. Does she
like this?
I draw my hands down to her breasts and brush across her
nipples. They are straining fabulously. I flick my fingers
across them a few times, and move around to tickle her
breasts, underneath and along the sides. I hold them, one
in each hand. I want to kiss them again. I suck the tip of
her chin, then down, with my tongue, down her neck into the
hollow at the top of her breastbone, then down, slowly,
between her breasts. The heat is heavy and heady. I
squeeze her breasts together with my face between. They are
lovely. I lavish them with kisses.
I chew and suckle the other nipple, and feel her hot milk
fill my belly and heat my body. I feel strong now, very
strong, which is good, because I need my strength.
Why do I need my strength? I'm not sure, but I know for
sure I need it. But for what? My Darlene is strong enough
to protect me, I've never seen a creature so strong. But
then she stares so passively--she looks so empty. Could she
save me in case of danger?
Perhaps I need my strength to please my love. I am here
to make love to my Darlene. The greater my strength, the
greater the pleasure she will feel. That is something to
use my strength for!
Or perhaps I should be protecting her. She is so
vulnerable like this. If I am strong, I can repel anyone
who wishes to damage her. A rush surges in my ears. Would
someone dare harm my Darlene? Am I strong enough to protect
her? I feel weak. I am stronger, but not strong enough.
Darlene's milk can not make me the guardian she deserves and
needs. I am so inadequate!
But I must do what I can. I get up and check the doors.
They are still locked, so there is no immediate danger. The
pain in my pussy is bad, but not unbearable. I can walk
without difficulty. I gather the courage to examine myself.
Two short tears at the top and to the side. What is under
there? If the wounds were deeper, what would be damaged?
There's no bleeding, just yellow-pink flesh showing inside.
I press with my fingertips. The gashes close up, the flesh
sticks, and there are just the two parallel cuts in the
skin. If I'm careful, I think they will heal. Should I get
stitches? It doesn't seem necessary. They should heal by
themselves. I can barely see the wound at all.
I straighten up, pull myself erect, and a dizziness hits
me. Dark swirls, and I reach out for balance but I can't
find anything to hold and now everything is black. Black,
black, I can't see a thing. I hold myself steady, steady,
careful Virginia, wait for it to pass. It's really dark,
but now I see something, just a hint of light, the darkness
fades, the light returns and I can see again. I breathe
deeply, and breathe again. I reach out for the back of a
chair. I'm O.K. now. I'm just fine. The darkness is gone
but I'm woozy. But maybe I'm not as strong as I thought.
Even so, if they want to kill my Darlene, they'll have to
kill me first. I'll put up all the fight I can muster.
Pretty Darlene, all pink and sleeping.
I go to her and lie down on top of her hot body. I kiss
her soft lips. Do I feel her breath? Maybe, but I'm not
sure. A moist heat exudes from her all over, it's like her
whole body is breathing. I love the feel of it against my
tits and thighs. And that lovely stench. I lift her arm
and press my face into the hairless, stinky armpit. I
breath deeply--whee!--my head reels!
I suck her nipples again, but I can't get much milk from
them. Still, I love Darlene's big breasts, I love holding
them and kissing them and sucking them. I love the way her
nipples expand in my mouth and the softness of her skin.
And most of all, I love that she enjoys it. Although she
doesn't move a muscle, I know in my heart that she loves the
way I touch her breasts.
But I know something she would love even more! I've
never given a woman head, but for my Darlene, I would do
anything. I only hope I can do it right, that I can give
her an orgasm with my mouth. If I can give her an orgasm, I
know she will love me more!
I kiss down her tight stomach, tongue her belly button.
I'm feeling hot now, flushed. Her pussy is just a few
inches away, and I can't wait to kiss her there. I stroke
her thighs with my fingers, and gently push them apart.
I rub my lips through the sparse black hair, and the
smell wafts up and my heart thuds hugely in my chest. I
feel drunk, excited and warm and drunk. I sweep my head
back and forth, skimming my lips over her mound, feeling the
coarse hairs on my lips, down slowly until I feel her
swollen clitoris against my lower lip. I gather up spit in
my mouth, my tongue dripping with it, and I push against her
clit, lick it up and down, curl my tongue around it. I suck
it with wet lips and drown it with saliva and suck it some
more. It stands up like a soldier.
I move around and get between her legs. I can see her
entire cunt now, all right there, red and wet and swollen
all over. The lips puffy thick with excitement. And there's
a dark stain at the bottom, deep red-brown from her vagina
and down towards her anus.
She's menstruating! How sweet!
I nuzzle my face up into her sweet cunt, run my mouth and
nose and cheeks around in it. The blood is interesting, I
want to look at it some more, but she's so soft and hot and
her glorious stink, and I kiss her on the pad of each outer
lip, one side then the other, teasing her, and I kiss her
clitoris some more, but I want to see the trickle of blood
again, I want to go back to it, I want to taste the blood of
her curse. Her pussy is so sweet, but I'm drawn to the
blood, and I lick down these fleshy lips, slowly, wetly,
until my tongue settles into the rim of her vagina.
Her taste is exquisite, bitter and musky with a coppery
bite. I swirl my tongue lightly in the opening, and she
opens up, just opens right up and a muscle clinches, and hot
sticky liquid flows out of her, right onto my tongue, and
it's bloody stuff, I can taste the blood in it, and it flows
into my mouth and coats my whole mouth, and I swallow.
Oh! Christ! It burns in my throat, scalds my throat,
I can feel it burning all the way down and my stomach wrings
up in response to the burning liquid, and I hiccup, and
another mouthful of her bloody discharge is filling my
mouth, where did it all come from? I press my mouth up
hard, I don't want to miss it, and I swallow it, the burning
hurts! My stomach jerks and leaps and a searing heat is
radiating out into my body, I'm burning up, sweat pours out
of me, every pore is open and I swallow another mouthful of
her, and her body is jerking under my mouth, she's cumming,
there's stuff gushing out of her cunt, into my mouth and I'm
swallowing big mouthfuls of it, desperately, I don't dare
miss any, and the burning heat is shooting through me,
through my legs and arms, even my skin is burning, and my
own cunt is on fire too, and I swallow again, I press my
mouth right up over her cunt and suck the caustic goo out of
her, it's incredible stuff, and a fire burns up inside me,
radiating from within, shooting through me as I suck the
fountain of blood from her beautiful cunt.
I have to stop, I can't take any more. I pull off her
with a smack and gasp for air. What's happening to me? I
feel like I'm about to explode, there's something happening
to me, there's something in me, it's in my blood! It's
coursing through me, burning into my veins and I shake
myself, shake my arms and legs. Blood floods out of
Darlene's cunt, a pool of dark red staining the floor, a
hemorrhage. I can't stand still, I stand up and shake
myself. My body feels like it's growing from within,
filling me up from the inside. My skin isn't big enough to
hold me. My pussy wound is bleeding again, blood trickling
down my thigh, but it doesn't hurt, not even a little. I
grab myself in the crotch and intense pleasure shoots
through me. I'm cumming, oh God, cumming hard! Oh! I
double over with the pleasure of it, I can barely stand it,
oh! It's good, it's good!
I love it, I love it, but it stops, finally, my climax
stops, I'm breathless, and I feel enormous, tall and
broad-shouldered, and blood is there between Darlene's legs,
wasted on the floor, soaked into the carpet, and I go down
and drink it, sucking it out of the fibers and licking it
from Darlene's cunt. I'll never get it all, what a fool I
am! How could I let this blood go to waste! But an
incredible strength builds up in me, springs tensing inside
my muscles. I need more of her blood, and I suck it up
desperately, and Darlene is responding now, her body
responds to my touch.
I swing around over on top of her and grind my cunt down
on her face. I need Darlene to please me too, to use her
mouth on my cunt. I bury my face in her cunt and suck her
up, twisting my head in and driving my tongue right up her
vagina. Darlene groans with pleasure, and her mouth finds
my oozing wound, her mouth is on the old tears, sucking my
blood into her mouth, as I suck her heavy menstrual blood
into mine.
We drink deeply of one another, sharing our most intimate
thing, our blood, and my heart and body spirals up and my
head reels dizzy dizzy swirls and our hearts throb together,
I can feel her heart, my pulse feeds her, hers feeds mine,
our blood mixes together, our hearts beat together, her
blood pounds in my temples, our hearts drive each other's
heart, and we are just one, one being driven by two bursting
hearts.
Ah, oh God, here it comes--oh!--a huge spasm in my cunt,
hard, brutal--and another!--I scream out--and I twist off
with the power of the clinch and I flop off--oh!--an
explosion!--rocks me. Did I scream? This feeling, this
feeling is incredible--oh God!--the delirious joy I feel as
this amazing climax pulses through me. With each ecstatic
throb, I feel myself growing stronger, more powerful. My
body! My joyous body! The power in me is bursting into me
from within, so strong I can't control it, and I try to
stand up but--ugh!--Christ!--my convulsion knocks me to the
ground and I can only thrash with the rapture. Thrashing
with a joy as I turn into something I wasn't before.
The throbbing finally diminishes, slowly, beautifully.
My body is delirious with pleasure, and I feel myself begin
to recover. My thighs are trembling, I can barely breathe,
but I think I can stand up, I pull myself erect. The power
continues to grow in me, and it seems like I'm expanding
still. I look at myself. I tingle, all over, tingling
inside. I'm aware of my body like I've never been aware
before. I swear I can feel every artery, the blood swishing
through my veins. The sound of my own blood. And I can
sense my nerves, my organs, I can feel the hormones injected
into the blood stream. My muscles are all individual
things, each one growing stronger with each passing second.
My clit! I can't believe my clit! It is hugely swollen,
five times bigger than before! Nerves tangle and fill the
enormous thing, it's hyper-sensitive, and with a little
flick my pinky--oh!--I'm cumming again! Oh sweet Jesus! I
love this!
It's over, I fight it off and my cum is over, my own
strength is overpowering me, I need to do something, I
need to jump, and I jump, powerfully, the air swishing in my
ears, nearly clear across the room. My back and my legs
throb with the excitement of the exertion, and I jump again,
swinging my arms and crashing them down on an end table that
is suddenly before me, and it shatters under the blow. The
splinters of wood under my fist is shocking, did I do that?
This is wonderful! I love the violence of breaking wood!
And there is something else, a feeling I get, a feeling
of people crowding around me. They seem to be everywhere.
I check my pussy wounds again, where Darlene had reopened
the cuts, press my fingers against the two open tears. I
don't like the marring of my body and an instant of hatred
for Darlene rises up. How can I punish her? I wish the
flaws were gone and I rub them--
Oh my! The cuts are gone! They are just gone! One
minute, they were there, the next, not a trace. Just
smooth, flawless skin. Did my touch do that? Did I do that
to myself?
I quickly try a mole on my arm, and with a touch it too
is gone. Ha! I can't believe it!
I am still growing, I can feel it, but not as fast now.
Something amazing has happened. I feel capable, capable of
anything, anything at all. The limits of my old body have
melted away. I feel powerful! I feel invincible!
I look to Darlene, who lies in a dazed stupor on the
floor. She is awake, but she is not completely aware of her
surroundings. She seems so small there, I can't believe she
seems so small. She used to be so strong. Has she changed?
Or is it just me, is it just my new power?
I want to look at myself, I step over Darlene to get the
bathroom, what does this new powerful body look like?
In the mirror, it's just me, it looks just like me, but I
am still nothing like I was. I run my fingers through my
hair, and it comes away with a blonde luster and thickness
I've never had before. This is incredible! I can't believe
I can change myself! I look at my hands. Is it in my
hands? They don't look any different, but they feel strong!
Very strong!
Or does it come from within me, is it a force of my will?
An experiment. I look close into the mirror, examine my
eyes. My irises are light blue, nearly gray in color. And
with a thought, just a suggestion to myself, the color
deepens, turning darker, until they glow a rich aquamarine.
And my eyelashes lengthen, thicken, and I leave behind
forever the anemic lashes I've always hated. No more
mascara for me!
My heart is pounding! And what about my breasts? I love
my breasts, but they could be bigger. Like Darlene's. I
want big sexy breasts, breasts that drive men insane with
desire. I concentrate on them, and they slowly grow, like
ripening fruit, bulging, firming, and I command my nipples
to grow, thicken, the erectile tissue expanding. I give
myself full, high, firm D-cups. D-cups! Who cares about cup
size! I will never again wear a bra! Why constrain such
lovely tits! I grab them and squeeze them, and a shock of
pleasure rushes through me.
And my cunt! My clitoris already hugely swollen, I
lengthen and tighten the barrel of my vagina, move my cervix
back, I want to take big cocks in there! And the nerve
endings, I can control the nerve endings. They tangle and
thicken and fill my whole cunt, swirling through my clit,
surrounding my vagina, into my labia, giving myself grossly
sensitive erogenous zones. Dare I? Ha! I fill my anus
with nerve endings!
My cunt is absolutely gorgeous! It seems a shame to
conceal it, all this curly blonde hair hiding it. I run my
hand over the puffy mound, and the hair falls away, leaving
it hairless, bare, exposed.
I do more things to myself, making myself look as sexy as
I can. I give myself a curvier hip, tighten up the muscles
of my ass. All the excess fat in my body--gone! I give
myself pouty lips. I make my legs just a little bit longer,
I make my waist just a little bit narrower. I kill the hair
on my legs and under my arms.
I can change myself! I can do anything I want to myself!
I am so incredibly beautiful, I just want to look at
myself! I smile and think hard, and all the blemishes on my
skin disappear. My skin is just smooth and perfect, not a
freckle or mole or scar!
I am perfect! I am the most beautiful creature in the
world!
A rustling at the door, and Darlene enters the bathroom,
her legs wobbling and weak. She stands and looks at me from
the doorway, leaning against the jamb, but I can't be
concerned with her there. I just want to look at myself,
admire my perfection. I am so damn sexy! I know if anyone
saw me, they would want to fuck me! And the way I feel, I
might just take them up on it!
"My God," Darlene says, "Virginia!"
I don't want to pay attention to Darlene, I wish she
would go away. I want to be left alone to admire myself. I
want to masturbate and make myself cum a million times!
But Darlene stumbles into the bathroom and leans against
the vanity. She's only a few feet away, staring right at
me. She distracts me, and I don't like that! I pretend to
ignore her and I look at my big beautiful breasts.
"What have you done?" Darlene says, and she touches my
shoulder. How dare she touch me! I turn on her and swing
my hand against her face, and I feel her skull crack against
my hand. She stumbles back, crashing against the door and
down to the floor. I'm going to kill her, destroy her, rip
her into tiny pieces! Dare touch me! I'm on her, pinning
her against the floor, driving my knees against her pelvis,
pulverizing it with my fury. But she doesn't struggle, just
says sweet things in my head, "I love you Virginia, I want
to kiss you and love you and touch you." I will kill her,
but how? Smash her face? Rip apart her chest? How do I
focus my strength? "I love you Virginia, you are so
beautiful, I want to make love to you."
She loves me, of course she loves me, how could she not
love me? She is beautiful and powerful, but I am more
beautiful and more powerful. "I want to kiss you all
over." She loves me, I could kill her, but she loves me.
And I think of her kissing me and my cunt clutches with the
expectation.
I wonder if she will die anyway, from the crushed skull
and hip. If she dies, no matter, but I hope she lives. I
hop away, and her broken body lies in an unnatural L shape.
A huge bloody bruise covers one entire side of her crushed
left hip. I stand over her. "Don't you ever cross me!" I
demand.
"Never, never, my love, I would never cross you," she
tells me, and before my eyes, she begins to heal herself.
The break in her skull fills in, and the bruise on her face
disappears. Slowly, her hip reforms, the bone building back
up, I can almost see right into her, see the pelvis reform,
and her body straightens, fills. She carefully sits up,
testing herself, then stands. She shakes her legs, hops
from foot to foot.
I am amazed. Is this something I can do too?
"Let me teach you," Darlene says. "There are things you
need to know." She comes up to me and turns my body back to
the mirror. She stands behind me, her hands on my hips, and
she presses her lips against the back of my shoulder.
"What am I?" I ask. My body looks human, but there is no
way I am human.
"We are monsters," Darlene whispers. "We are powerful
monsters." She rubs her face against my neck. "And we draw
our power from the blood of humans."
Yes, of course. I am a monster, a glorious monster, a
hundred times more powerful than any human. I clench my
fist and feel the power in me. And their blood! Their
hearts! A yearning fills my belly. It would be so easy! I
could destroy any human, suck her rich blood, devour her
still-beating heart. How could they stop me? The thought
of some human using a baseball bat, or a pistol, and I laugh
at the thought. Their weakness is pathetic!
"Be careful, Virginia," Darlene whispers. "They may be
weak, but you are not invulnerable." Her warm hands slide
around and she holds my beautiful breasts.
I feel a stab in my chest, and I know instantly what she
means. My heart! The humans need only take my heart!
"My child," Darlene says, and she drops to her knees.
She turns me around to face her, and she kneels at my feet,
looking up at me from her place of worship. "Made from the
blood of my womb." She hugs my hips, presses her cheek
against my hairless cunt. "Like a little girl," she says,
and kisses me there. I allow her to lick my cunt and I feel
the pleasure in some hidden recess of my body. But my mind
is on other things. Darlene's words ring in my thoughts. I
am not invulnerable. I must protect my heart. First and
foremost, I need a plan to survive.
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