When I woke up that morning, it took me a little while to remember where I was. That turned out to be the least of my worries. Turning over, I saw Kathy lying on her side away from me, snoring softly. While I was lying there, the stuff from the night before began running through my head, making me a little queasy. I remembered talking on the phone with Kathy until my dad grabbed me and started beating me up. I could remember the ambulance ride to the hospital with Kathy and how she didn’t want to leave me. To be honest, I didn’t want her to leave, either. I think the only bright spot of the whole thing was when I thought I heard Kathy whispering that she loved me. Of course, it might have just been wishful thinking. I mean, how many girls could love a guy that would get beat up like I did?
Not wanting to disturb her, I slid out of bed, regretting it immediately. I felt like I had been run over by a truck or something. Getting dressed, I headed downstairs. When I got there I saw Kathy’s dad sitting in a chair watching TV. As soon as he saw me he asked me to sit on the couch, because he wanted to discuss something with me. Sitting down, I began worrying about what he wanted to talk about. I didn’t remember him saying anything when Kathy led me upstairs to bed, but I really didn’t remember much of anything after we left the hospital.
"Bobby, first off, let me start by saying that I am really sorry for what happened last night. I wish we could have met under better circumstances. I thought I might stay home this morning and help you if you wanted me to," he told me.
"Thanks, I really appreciate that, but why are you apologizing? It was that asshole… I mean it was my dad’s fault," I told him, blushing at what I’d said to my girlfriend’s dad.
"I’m sorry that you had to go through something like that. Now, what I really wanted to talk to you about was Kathy. She loves you, son. I don’t want to see her hurt. I know you’re a nice boy because Kathy says you are, but even nice boys can break a girl’s heart. I guess what I’m trying to say is, do you love her?" he asked.
"Yes sir, I do, but I don’t think she’s going to think too much of me after last night. I mean, what girl wants a guy that gets the crap beat out of him? I just wish she hadn’t seen me like that," I told him, unable to look him in the eye.
"Okay, I think I understand how you feel, but answer this, if she didn’t still love you, why did she insist on staying with you?" he asked. I didn’t have an answer to that, but I didn’t think he really expected one.
"Sir, I know it’s asking a lot, but could you take me to my house so I can get some clothes? I really don’t want to wear the same thing I wore yesterday."
"Yes, I think I can handle that. Would you like to wait for Kathy, and eat breakfast with us?" he asked.
"Uh…not today, I don’t think. I want to change clothes and I might as well take a shower while I’m there. Could you tell her that I’ll meet her at school?"
"Yes, I’ll do that for you, but you’re going to have to face her sooner or later. You know that, right?" he asked.
"Yes sir, I know, but I can’t just yet. I think I want to be by myself for a little while, to think about things, if that’s alright."
"Yes, I can see that. I’ll take you to your house, but I think we need to discuss something else. Where do you want to go? Do you have any relatives nearby that you might want to stay with? I want you to know, you are more than welcome here. You are good for my daughter, and I think she may have been good for you, too. Am I right?"
"Yeah, she’s really cool. I mean, oh heck, I don’t know how to say it, you know?" I told him, unable to put my feelings into words.
"Well, let’s get you over to your house so you can change. Would you like a ride to school? I know you’re a little worried about Kathy seeing you, but I think you might want to see her before you get to school."
"Yeah, I guess you’re right. Uh…would you mind just dropping her off at my house and we can walk to school together?"
"That sounds like a fine idea. Let me leave a note for them so they’ll know where we are," he told me, writing a quick message to Kathy and her mom. When he finished, we took off for my house so I could get cleaned up.
Kathy
As soon as I woke up, I noticed right away that Bobby was gone. Heading down the stairs, I heard my dad and Bobby talking. When Bobby said he loved me, I almost rushed out to him. It didn’t take long for me to realize how big of a mistake that would be. I heard what he said about me not wanting to see him, and how he thought I wouldn’t think much of him after seeing him lying on the floor at his house. When he said he wanted to wait until school before he would let me see him, I almost cried. When Daddy convinced him to walk to school with me, I did cry. I was at least going to get a chance to prove to him that I really did love him. I didn’t know exactly how I was going to do that, but there was one person I knew I could ask, Mom. Once they had left, I figured I might as well grab a little breakfast while I waited for her to join me. After I got downstairs, I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of cereal. While I ate, I started thinking over what Bobby had said. I knew boys had a lot of pride about their masculinity, but this wasn’t his fault. His dad had beaten him up. It wasn’t like he had asked for it or anything. Thinking about all of that, I was startled when I happened to look up and saw my mom staring at me.
"What?" I asked, blushing bright red.
"I was just enjoying the sight of my beautiful daughter dreaming about a boy she’s in love with. I was beginning to wonder if it was ever going to happen," she told me. Blushing furiously, I started eating again, trying to think of a way to ask her what to do about Bobby. Looking up, I noticed she was staring at me again.
"Now what?" I asked.
"I’m just waiting for you to ask me what you’re obviously building up to asking me," she told me, laughing as I blushed again. I was beginning to hope we only had a certain amount of blushes allowed in our lifetime, because if we did, I had to be getting close to the last one for me.
"I just want to make Bobby realize that I don’t love him less, just because of last night. I mean, he thinks I’m not going to want to be his girlfriend after last night," I told her, doing my best not to cry. I must not have done a very good job of it, because the next thing I knew, she was beside me with her arms wrapped around me. When she pulled me closer to her, all the pent up frustration and disappointment I was feeling seemed to come out. Once I’d cried myself out, Mom got up to get some tissues.
"There, do you feel better now?" she asked, when she came back. Nodding yes, I wiped my eyes and blew my nose. While I took the tissue to the trash, I realized then would be as good a time as any to ask for her advice.
"Mom, I heard Bobby telling Daddy that he didn’t think I would want him after last night, but I love him. I want to prove that to him, but how?" I asked.
"Honey, I think the best thing I can tell you is to just be there for him. I would guess that he is feeling ashamed that you saw him like that last night. All you can do is be there for him and continue to do what you’ve been doing so far," she told me.
"What are you two up to?" I heard Daddy ask as he came into the kitchen.
"When did you get here?" Mom asked.
"Just now, I heard the two of you making war plans against that poor boy. With two women making plans against one helpless male, he won’t stand a chance," he told us, laughing when we both stuck our tongues out at him.
"Daddy, you heard him this morning. He didn’t think I wanted anything to do with him. I think you already know that I love him. I just want him to be able to see that," I told him.
"I’m a little disappointed in you that you would eavesdrop, but I can understand why you did it. You don’t have to worry, honey. He loves you and I think after all of this is settled, he’ll realize you love him too. Just don’t hurt him, I know he is very vulnerable and you could very easily break his heart. I think he knows you love him, but his father loved him too. His father disappointed him, so all I can tell you is to be careful."
I thought about what he’d told me and realized he was right. I was going to have to be careful. After I finished my breakfast, Daddy took me to Bobby’s house so we could walk to school. I was just worried about what I would find when we got there.
Bobby
When I got to the house, I took a deep breath before opening the door. What I saw made me a little queasy in the pit of my stomach. The house was a disaster. I hadn’t really noticed all of the damage before we went to the hospital, but then again, I guess I wasn’t in any shape to notice much of anything. Wanting to put it out of my mind, I hurried upstairs as quickly as I could to shower and get dressed.
Looking in the mirror, I figured I might as well shave too. Finishing that, I headed back downstairs and started putting stuff back where it was until I noticed the telephone lying on the floor. Seeing that, I lost all of the control I’d been fighting so hard to keep. I couldn’t help thinking about how Kathy had found out about my dad beating the crap out of me over the phone. Sitting in the middle of the floor, I just started crying.
I must have been really out of it, because the next thing I remembered was Kathy on the floor beside me, hugging me close with tears in her eyes. Without thinking, I hugged her back, happy to have her close to me. Finally pulling myself together again, I noticed Kathy’s dad standing by the door, watching us closely. I don’t know what he was seeing, but it must have been okay because he smiled when he saw me looking at him.
"Bobby, don’t worry about the mess. If it’s okay with you, I’ll get someone in to clean it up for you and you can stay with us for awhile. Right now, I think you two need to get to school, though," he told us. Even though I agreed with him, I admit I was a little nervous about going to school. Everyone would be able to see the bruises on me. If it weren’t for Kathy, I probably wouldn’t have gone, but I knew if she was there with me, it wouldn’t be so bad.
Kathy
I know Bobby didn’t really want to go to school that day, but thankfully he did. He was worried about what I thought of him after he got beat up, but I was only thinking about how brave he was to go to school the next day. We didn’t say much on the way, but we didn’t need to. It seemed like we were comfortable enough with each other to be able to just be together, no words were needed. The only bad thing was Bobby seemed to get more nervous as we got closer to school. I could see it in his eyes and in the way he kept squeezing my hand. The only thing I could do was squeeze his hand in return, trying to let him know I was there for him.
When we got to school, we undressed again and were on our way to class when Principal Anderson saw us, or I should say when he saw Bobby.
"I heard about last night. I want you both to go to my office. I need to do something and I’ll be right there. Go on in to my office and sit down, I’ll be back as soon as I can," he told us. Heading to his office, I could see him going into the counselor’s office. Mrs. Erickson hadn’t been at the school very long, but everyone liked her. I figured Principal Anderson would want Bobby to talk to her. I just couldn’t figure out why he needed me to be there, too. I wasn’t about to complain, though. I wanted to be with Bobby as much as I could, especially then.
We didn’t get much of a chance to wonder why we were there. Principal Anderson came rushing into his office, followed by Mrs. Erickson. At first, I didn’t think Bobby knew what was going on, but you could see when he figured it out. He kind of slumped down in his seat.
"Bobby, I know you were beaten last night. I know it’s safe to say it wasn’t your fault. Before I came to this school, I dealt with battered women as well as abused children. From what I’ve been told, you were abused, too. The reason you are both here is this time it affected you both. Yes, I know you weren’t hit Kathy, but you are close to Bobby," she told us.
"Yeah, I’m his girlfriend," I told her, looking at Bobby, making sure I wasn’t wrong. When he turned and smiled at me, I knew I’d said the right thing.
"I think that was obvious to anyone that has seen you two together lately," Principal Anderson said, smiling at both of us.
"The reason we called you both into the office first was to ask if you wanted to withdraw from the program, for now. You would have to make up the day later in the year, but I would call this an extenuating circumstance," he told us.
"No! I do not want to quit this, not now. I admit I thought about it earlier today, but it’s just one more day. If I quit now, it’s like I let my dad win. There is no way I’m going to do that," Bobby told them, looking at me. When I nodded my agreement, he seemed to relax. I was glad he’d said that. I really wanted to finish out the week, too.
"Are you sure? You have bruises all over, we don’t want you to be embarrassed," Mr. Anderson said.
"Aren’t you a little too late for that?" I asked, laughing. Bobby was holding his sides as he started laughing as well. It only took Principal Anderson a couple of seconds before he joined us. Finally calming down, I noticed Bobby was hurting, but he was still laughing as hard as the rest of us. I was glad to see him joining in.
Bobby
I wasn’t really surprised to see Mrs. Erickson. I knew she had helped other students that had abusive parents. I just didn’t know what she could do for me. When Principal Anderson said he didn’t want me to be embarrassed, I almost laughed, but when Kathy said what she did, I did laugh. I laughed so hard I had to hold my ribs before I damaged them even more. I was starting to feel pretty comfortable until Mrs. Erickson asked me to come to her office. I had at least hoped that Kathy and I would be able to stay together. I knew we would be separated by classes, but I wanted to be around her as much as I could.
"Kathy, while Bobby goes with Mrs. Erickson, you might as well go to class," Principal Anderson said, which settled that. Then Kathy did something that kind of surprised me, she kissed me. I don’t mean a light kiss or anything like that, I’m talking about one of those kisses you feel down to your toes. When we pulled apart, I was fully erect, again.
"Well, I’m glad to see that isn’t broken," Kathy said, smiling as she looked down at my dick. When she said that, I looked at Principal Anderson and Mrs. Erickson. I could tell they were trying really hard not to laugh, but they weren’t very successful at it. With a sigh, I followed Mrs. Erickson to her office. Once we were there, she had me sit down in one of the chairs in front of her desk. Making myself comfortable, I waited to see what she wanted to discuss. I had a feeling it wouldn’t be too easy to listen to. I was about half-right.
Kathy
I figured Principal Anderson would say something about me kissing Bobby, and I was right, but it wasn’t what I figured he would say.
"Good girl, I was kind of hoping you would do that. I have a feeling you did more for his self-worth than any speeches I could have given him. Too many victims of domestic abuse feel like they bring that on themselves. You and I know better," he told me as he walked me to class. I was surprised at this, but I had to agree that it wasn’t Bobby’s fault.
When I got into class, I was kind of surprised there were so many people asking about Bobby and how he was doing. I had forgotten how quickly news could spread. I told them he was okay, but he would be sore for awhile. When they started asking me for details, I figured it was better if Bobby told them what happened. I didn’t want to embarrass him anymore than he already was.
All during class, I couldn’t help wondering what Bobby was doing. I knew he was talking to Mrs. Erickson, but I hoped it wasn’t too tough on him. I knew he wouldn’t want to discuss it, but I really wished he would. The only thing I really cared about was that he was okay.
Bobby
I was a little nervous in Mrs. Erickson’s office, but somehow, I was kind of glad to be there, too. I knew that didn’t make a lot of sense, but for some reason, I knew I could trust her.
"Okay, Bobby, first, I want to let you know that what you tell me in here, stays in here, so let’s get started. The first thing I’d like is for you to tell me what happened. We’re in no big hurry so just take your time," she told me. As I told her what happened, I could see her eyes widening, but thankfully, she didn’t say anything until I was finished. After I told her about the full night, I waited for her to say something.
"Okay, the first thing I want you to do is to tell yourself it wasn’t your fault. I say that because I can see you blame yourself. I know it’s only a small consolation, but you aren’t the first, nor will you be the last, to do that. It was not your fault. That’s one thing you have to believe. I don’t know how many times I’ve talked with a wife or a child that actually believed they were to blame. You have to know it isn’t your fault. You weren’t the one that poured that first drink for him. All you were doing was allowing yourself to be a teenager. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. From what I understand, you hadn’t been allowed to do that before," she said, walking around to me. Looking up, I started believing her.
"Okay, you’re right, I didn’t pour the drink, but I knew I shouldn’t have been…" I started.
"No, it doesn’t matter what you should or shouldn’t have been doing. Grounding you or revoking privileges are ways of dealing with misbehavior, although I personally don’t think talking on the phone to a friend is misbehaving. Beatings are not punishment or discipline, they’re abuse! Now, I know that your mother left you a few years ago. Do you remember anything about that?" she asked. Thinking back, I started remembering a few things that I’d hidden in the back of my mind. I could remember a couple of times late at night when I would hear raised voices and even the sound slaps. As the memories came flooding back, I began crying, letting go of some of the fear and anger that I’d been holding deep inside of me. I don’t know how long I cried, but somehow, there was a tissue in my hand. I didn’t even remember her giving it to me. Using the tissue, I wiped my eyes as I stared at the floor. I couldn’t bring myself to even look at her because of my embarrassment.
"Okay, now, changing subjects, what is Kathy to you?" she asked. What was she to me? That was easy to answer.
"I…uh…I love her," I told her.
"Okay, let me ask you this: If you and she were to get married in a few years, could you see yourself ever hitting her?" she asked.
"No! I’d never hurt her, I just told you I love her," I said, getting a little mad that she would even think I could hurt someone I care about. As I started thinking about leaving her office, I thought about what I’d just said. I knew I could never hurt Kathy. She was special to me. You just didn’t hit someone you love.
"Yes, I can see just what you’re thinking. You’re beginning to wonder why your father would hit you or your mom. And, yes I kind of figured he hit your mother, too. Now, I want you to look at me. I don’t think you would hit Kathy, either, but have you ever heard the saying about breaking the chain? What that means is, just because your father abused you, it doesn’t mean that you should abuse your child. I really don’t think you would ever hit someone like that, but I would like to see you in here once a week. I can clear it with Principal Anderson, but I need you to agree," she told me.
"Okay, but what will I need to do? I mean, I thought we had already talked about all we needed to," I told her.
"Well, my thinking is you have a lot of issues you have to deal with, the first being the loss of the two people you loved the most, or at least two of the three people you love most," she said, smiling at me. Blushing, I nodded, realizing she was right.
"Okay, I’ll do it," I told her, actually feeling better than I had in a long time.
"That’s great. I’ll talk to Principal Anderson after you leave. Now, I think you should get to class. I just want you to remember a couple of things: you have nothing to be ashamed of. It wasn’t your fault, and you have people you can talk to. You can talk to me, Principal Anderson, and I know Kathy will be there for you," she told me. Realizing she was right, I headed to class, looking forward to seeing Kathy again.
Kathy
Spanish class was even worse than my English class was. I couldn’t concentrate at all. I wanted to know if Bobby was okay. I knew it must be really hard on him. I’d only heard a little of it on the phone and that was really bad. I couldn’t even imagine what it had been like even before then. I didn’t think I’d ever understand how a parent could even think about hurting their kids. Thinking about that, I realized that I’d been really lucky. There were a few times that I would get in trouble, but my parents would just spank me or ground me. They’d never punched or kicked me. I could remember how I thought they were being unfair at the time, but I didn’t realize just how lucky I was.
"Miss Hanson, would you care to translate that last passage," Mrs. Martinez asked.
"Um…I’m sorry Mrs. Martinez, I wasn’t listening," I told her.
"I could see that. I think you should go visit with Principal Anderson," she told me. Embarrassed, I grabbed my books and headed toward the door, Mrs. Martinez following me.
"Ah, don’t worry about this. I’m sending you to Principal Anderson because I know you’re worried about Bobby. Of course, if you tell anyone that, you will be translating passages on the blackboard for the rest of the year. Now, go ahead. Remember, we’re all here for you. Abuse doesn’t affect just those that are abused," she told me, giving me a quick hug before telling me to hurry along.
I got a little nervous when I entered the outer part of the office. I know Mrs. Martinez told me I was to just talk to Principal Anderson, but I’d always been one of those kids that never got into trouble. It seemed like I had been in the office more times that week than all the times combined before that. Unable to look any of the secretaries in the eye, I just looked down at the floor.
I didn’t have to wait long before Principal Anderson asked me to come into his office. Closing the door behind me, I waited to see what he had to say. It didn’t take him long to get to the point.
"Miss Hanson, I know this has been very hard on you today. I spoke to your parents before I called you in here and they filled me in on the other details of last night. I wanted to let you know how sorry I am that you heard any of that last night, but more importantly, how proud I am that a student from this school had the presence of mind to realize the authorities needed to be called. That was good thinking on your part. They also told me that Bobby is staying with you now. I’m glad you were able to help him out," he said.
"Yes, sir, my parents said he could stay there as long as he needed to."
"Good, now I know you’re worried about him, but you need to try to keep your mind on your classes," he told me, smiling a little at me. Even though I was worried, I couldn’t help it when the giggle escaped from my lips. Looking at his watch, he told me to go to my next class.
I didn’t know if he’d planned it, but as I stepped out of the office, I saw Bobby walking toward my Spanish classroom. Rushing to him, I threw my arms around him and kissed him again. I heard a few giggles around us, but I didn’t care. Walking hand in hand, we went to Anatomy class, enjoying the feeling of being together.
Bobby
When Kathy threw herself at me, it felt like the most natural thing in the world as I held her in my arms. As soon as we got to our next class, Mrs. Wright smiled at me. I was kind of surprised, but not nearly as surprised when everyone else started telling me how glad they were to see me. Embarrassed, I hurried to my seat, trying to keep myself from breaking down and crying like a baby. Geez, it was getting kind of embarrassing for me. I’m supposed to be a guy, but all I seemed to want to do that day was cry.
"Bobby, would you like to request relief?" Mrs. Wright asked me. Shaking my head no, I realized she was just giving me a chance to get myself together before she started class. Smiling at her, I tried to let her know how much I appreciated her being so nice to me.
"Okay class, this is the last day of the week, I was going to call Bobby and Kathy to the front of the room to give us their thoughts on the week, but I think we can pass on that." Even though it was kind of embarrassing to be seen with all of the bruises on me, I decided not to be treated any differently than any other day.
"Mrs. Wright, if that was what you had planned, I can do that," I told her.
"Are you sure?" she asked. Realizing I hadn’t asked Kathy if it was okay with her, I looked over at her. When she nodded in agreement, I stood up and walked to the front of the class, with Kathy right behind me.
"Okay, Since Mr. Ellis and Miss Hanson have agreed to it, I’d like to ask the first question. Miss Hanson, how has your week been? Was it better or worse than you expected?"
"I think it was actually better than I expected. I’ve always been the one they called a geek. Sure, I knew a lot about books, but I didn’t really know that much about friends and," she paused for a second, looking at me, "and boy-girl relationships. I had seen a lot of couples in the halls, but I didn’t really know what they were feeling. I know The Program wasn’t about finding someone to fall in love with, but I found someone. When Principal Anderson told me I was going to be paired with Bobby, I figured ‘oh great, I get paired with a jock.’ I found out what they meant about judging a book by its cover. I couldn’t have found a nicer guy, but I probably wouldn’t have ever really noticed him if it hadn’t been for The Program," she said, smiling at me.
"Okay, you’re right, that wasn’t what The Program was for. You learned a few valuable lessons, it seems. When The Program was devised, it was created to help our children become more comfortable in their own bodies. Bobby, what did you learn this week?" Mrs. Wright asked.
"Well the first thing I learned is I have a lot more friends than I thought. In a way, I was like Kathy. I would never have thought about asking her out if it hadn’t been for The Program, but when we both had to go through this, I found I could actually depend on someone besides myself. I…uh…I found it out even more after last night," I told her, looking down as I finished.
"Yes, I heard about that and that was something else I wanted to commend you on. Class, Bobby was given the chance to opt out of the program today, but he chose instead to continue his participation. I know this word gets used for all sorts of things, but what Bobby displayed today was courage. If this had happened at the beginning of the week, I think it’s safe to say he’d have used that chance to get out of it, am I right?" she asked, looking at me. When I nodded, she continued, "I agree, you do find out who your friends are, and I know it’s helped you break through that shell you’d been hiding behind. We all have our shells, whether it’s shyness or even brashness. I think we can call this week a success," she told us, smiling at Kathy and me.
"Yeah, I guess you’re right. I think I was hiding in my books so I wouldn’t have to talk to people. Now I found I can have both. I’m still going to work hard to get the best grades I can, but I can also have friends, and…um… a boyfriend," Kathy said, smiling at me.
"Um…Yes, that’s true. As I said, The Program wasn’t designed to help you get a boyfriend or a girlfriend, but I can see how and why it happened. Okay, you both said you were virgins. Is that still true?" she asked us. When we both told her we were, she smiled and I think she said something about that not being true for much longer, but I didn’t get a chance to really think about it when she continued, "Okay, how uncomfortable has The Program made each of you. I know you’ve had several people touching you during the week."
"Well, until this week, I hadn’t been touched much, not even by myself. I found out it could feel pretty good, although, a couple of times it was a little painful. There were even a few times when it felt really good. I wouldn’t want to have to do it again, but I won’t ever regret this week either," Kathy said, smiling at me.
"I…um…well, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, but I found out that when someone you care about touches you, it can be pretty nice. It’s like you said, I’m a virgin, and I couldn’t tell you what sex is like or anything like that, but I think if it’s with someone you really like a lot, it can be pretty cool," I told her, smiling at Kathy.
"Yes, I have to agree with that. Sex is good, but making love is much better. Even though we don’t have to worry about sexually transmitted diseases, casual sex is just that, casual. Making love can be a way to increase the love you feel for each other," Mrs. Wright told us. When she finished, she sent us to our seats.
"I don’t know how it will be for the next participants in The Program, but I think it would be safe to say it was pretty successful this week. I wouldn’t count on everyone who is picked to do so well, but I think it’s something that could help a lot of you," she told us.
When the bell finally rang, Kathy and I headed to lunch, getting stopped several times, but this time it was different. Instead of requests for us to pose or for someone to grope us, they were telling us how cool it was that we were going out and a few even said something about us having a lot of guts to do it. I was surprised at all the people that came up to us and told us they were glad to see us in school that day. Just as I was about to start crying again, Kathy decided that would be a good time to kiss me again. If she was trying to take my mind off of it, she succeeded, boy, did she ever. For a few moments, I even forgot we were in school. When she pulled away, she held onto my hand, as if she didn’t ever want to let me go. I admit it; I really didn’t want to let her go either. I just hoped the rest of the day would be a little easier.
Kathy
Okay, I lied; I’d had a crush on Bobby for a long time. I would have gone out with him if he’d asked, but before The Program, I know he wouldn’t have ever asked. He wouldn’t want anyone to know the hell he was going through at home. I hated finding out the way I did, but I was glad he was out of that. When we got to lunch, it seemed like everyone had heard about it. People kept coming up to him and telling him how glad they were to see him. I could see it was really embarrassing him, but when he squeezed my hand, I realized he was going to be okay.
After getting our food, or at least what they called food, we headed to our normal table. It didn’t take long before others started joining us. I was a bit surprised to see Andy and Kris come straight to our table. I figured after the day before they would have felt like they’d spent enough time with the juniors, I was glad I was wrong.
"Hi Kathy, Bobby, I heard you had a chance of getting out of The Program this morning. I’m glad you stuck with it. I have to tell you though, I’d have been really tempted to get out," Andy told us.
"Yeah, that was pretty cool," Kris joined in. After I moved over to give them room to sit down, and of course to let me get even closer to Bobby, Kris and Andy sat down.
"Hey buddy, how are you doing?" Aaron asked as he joined us.
"Okay, I guess. I’m just a little sore I guess," Bobby told him.
"Yeah, I guess you probably are, sorry man," Aaron replied. Funny, everyone had been kind of staying away from the subject, but when Bobby said that, it seemed like it made it okay to think about it. I noticed Bobby started relaxing a little more too. Maybe things were going to work out after all.
Bobby
I dunno, it seemed like everyone was glad to see me. I’d never noticed most of the people that were telling me they were glad to see me, but it felt pretty good. When I told them I was a little sore, nobody made a big deal out of it or acted like they felt sorry for me. They just let me know they were there for me, or at least that’s the way it felt to me. I think what made it easiest for me though, was Kathy. She’d been there all the time and she never acted like she felt sorry for me or anything, she just kept acting like she loved me. I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve that, but I figured I’d better do it again so I could keep her.
After the bell rang, I walked Kathy to Home-Ec before taking off to Algebra. When I walked into class, Mr. Edgar called me to his desk.
"Bobby, I’ve never been a big fan of The Program, but I can’t deny that it’s been good for you. You’ve always been a good student, but you wouldn’t ever do much participation. I know you play basketball, but that’s not what I mean. I’m talking about avoiding conversations with other students, things like that. I’m not the only one that’s noticed it, but I am happy to say you seem to be more open now. I’m still against The Program, but I have to admit it seems to be working. Now, take your seat. We’re just going to review what we had this week, so do me a favor, pay attention this time," he told me, laughing as I blushed.
Taking my seat, I decided to try to listen, but I still couldn’t seem to keep my mind on the equations. When I looked up at Mr. Edgar, he just shook his head and smiled at me. I think he understood my problem today. I just wished the bell would hurry up and ring.
Kathy
As soon as I got to class, I noticed the cakes had all been graded. Looking in the trash first to make sure mine hadn’t ended up there, I started looking for the cake I made. I was pretty happy when I finally did find it. I’d gotten a B. Since I got to take it home that day, I figured we might be able to eat it before we went to the game.
Since it was Friday, we had our discussion about babies and how to take care of them. I’d never really thought about needing to learn that, but now I figured I might want to pay closer attention. I wasn’t planning on getting pregnant anytime soon, but now that I had a boyfriend, having a baby seemed more possible. I was listening so closely that when the bell rang, I nearly fell out of my seat. Getting out of my seat, I made sure it was okay to leave my cake there until we went home. I didn’t want to have to carry it all over the school until we left. When she said yes, I hurried to find Bobby.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to look very hard; he was waiting by the door for me. Walking hand in hand, we headed toward art class, only stopping a couple of times for groping. I noticed they were easy on Bobby, but they still managed to feel him up pretty good. I’d really be glad when this week was over so I’d be the only one that touched him there. I wasn’t really a jealous girl or anything, but he is my boyfriend.
Walking into Art class, I was kind of surprised to see the couch removed from the front of the room. I had just figured we would be posing again, but without the couch, how could we. Luckily, I found out pretty quickly.
Bobby
When Miss Walker told us we would be posing again, I looked around for the couch or at least a chair. Seeing neither one, I was kind of curious about what she had planned until she started moving us around. I finally figured out she wanted us to hold hands and stare into each others’ eyes, like that would be a problem. I was more than happy to do that. As I gazed into Kathy’s eyes, I kept getting the feeling she was trying to tell me something. I could see love and something else there, but I couldn’t quite figure out exactly what it was.
When Miss Walker told us to rest, I don’t think either one of us wanted to move. We were both happy as we were, but since we had a ball game that night, I decided I might as well sit on the stage. Figuring Kathy might be a little tired too, I pulled her onto my lap, which made her squeal. Laughing, I kissed the tip of her nose, letting her know I was glad to have her in my arms.
After sitting for a few minutes, Miss Walker had Kathy turn to where she was facing the rest of the class. Satisfied with her position, she had me stand behind Kathy, placing my arms around her. At first it seemed kind of clumsy to me. I mean my dick was rubbing up against her butt, but when I tried to pull my dick away from her, Kathy seemed to have other plans. Pushing her ass against me, she began wiggling, causing my dick to go from half-erect to fully-erect in no time at all. I decided if she was going to do that, I might as well enjoy it too. Pressing against her, I figured she would stop, but I guess I should have known better. Taking advantage of my position, Kathy pressed her back against my chest, making me even harder, I loved it. I guess time does fly when you’re having fun, though. It seemed like hardly any time had gone by before the bell rang, letting us all go to our final classes.
Kathy
I couldn’t resist it. When I felt Bobby’s dick against my bottom, I had to press against him. I could tell he was blushing, but it really felt good to feel him against me. I nearly cried when the bell rang. I was enjoying the feel of Bobby against me so much I hated having to give it up.
Once the bell rang, we took off for gym class. I knew Bobby had a game that night so I didn’t figure he would be too tired afterwards. Heading to my class, I saw Bobby talking to his coach, looking a little upset. Not wanting to embarrass him, I didn’t let myself get a lot closer, but I could see whatever the coach was telling him wasn’t very good news for Bobby. Looking over again, I could see Bobby was sitting on the bench, watching the rest of the team practice. I couldn’t imagine why Bobby wasn’t playing with them. It’s not like he had any broken ribs or anything. Sure he was sore, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t be enough to stop him. I just hoped he wasn’t hurting too much. I knew how much playing in the game meant to him.
Bobby
A lousy doctor’s note, that was all that was keeping me off the floor. I hadn’t even thought about that when I was at the hospital. I didn’t have any idea where I could get one that quickly. Mr. Hanson had said if I needed something I was to let him know, but I hadn’t planned on needing that kind of help. Heck, Principal Anderson hadn’t said anything about it, but when Coach saw me, he told me his hands were tied. I’d been working really hard, counting on getting to start against Texhoma and now he said I couldn’t play without a lousy piece of paper.
I watched the rest of the team practicing, wishing I was out there with them. Deciding I was being a bad sport, I started yelling at them, giving them encouragement when someone would make a good play, but it hurt inside to know I should have been out there. I didn’t think the day would ever end. As soon as the bell rang, I didn’t bother taking a shower, I headed to my locker to drop my jock and cup off. As I headed toward the front of the school, I kept running different things over in my mind, trying to figure out how to get a doctor’s note. I was so lost in thought I didn’t even see Principal Anderson until I almost ran into him.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, I’m just trying to figure out how to get a doctor’s note before the game tonight," I told him.
"Ah, yeah, I can see his point. If you don’t have a doctor’s release allowing you to play, the school could get in a lot of trouble if they let you play. You’re staying at the Hanson’s house, right?"
"Yeah, they told me I could stay there as long as I wanted."
"Well, ask Jay to help you out. I would almost bet he would know a doctor that would see you," Principal Anderson told me. It took me just a second to realize who he was talking about when he said Jay, but after I did, I began smiling. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all.
"Thanks, I’ll do that," I told him, racing toward the doors. Deciding to wait until Kathy joined me to get dressed, I leaned against the wall until she got there. As soon as she came out of the school, I began telling her what Coach had said.
"What do you mean they said you need a release from the doctor?" she asked.
"Principal Anderson said they were trying to avoid a lawsuit if I got hurt. He told me to ask your dad about going to a doctor."
"Oh, cool. Let’s hurry up and get home and I’ll call Daddy. I bet he can get you in to see Dr. Robinson." Almost before she finished saying that, we were dressed and on the way home. Home, for the first time in a long time, I actually felt like I had a home.
Kathy
I couldn’t believe it when Bobby said he had to have a doctor’s note to play. We were in such a hurry to get home that we nearly ran the whole way. Carrying the cake from Home-Ec didn’t make it much easier, though. Racing into the house, I told Mom what was going on. Telling me to call Daddy, she asked Bobby to go with her. Taking my cake with him, he followed her into the kitchen.
While she was talking to Bobby, I dialed the number. When I reached the secretary, I told her I needed to talk to Jay Hanson. When I told her who I was, she put me straight through.
"Hello, honey, how was school?" he asked
"It was fine. Listen, Daddy, Bobby has a problem. He was supposed to play in the basketball game tonight, but they said he couldn’t play unless he had a doctor’s note. Is there any way you can help him?"
"Ah, yeah, we didn’t think about that last night. Let me make a couple of calls. I think I can get Dr. Robinson to help, but I need to call him right now. I’ll let you know as soon as I can. Bye, honey."
"Bye, Daddy." After I got off of the phone with my dad, I went into the kitchen with Bobby and my mom.
"Honey, I was just telling Bobby we brought his clothes over here. We’re going to get a maid to clean up his house. Bobby, I did want to ask you. Do you know where your mother is?"
"No, ma’am, she left a few years ago and we haven’t heard anything from her since then. I wouldn’t know how to find her if I tried."
"Oh, I’m sorry. Honey, what did your dad say?"
"He said he was going to see if he could call Dr. Robinson. He said he would let us know as soon as he could." Walking back into the living room, I was happy to hear the phone ring.
"Hello?"
"Honey, I’ll be right there. Doctor Robinson said he could see Bobby if he was there in about fifteen minutes. Tell Bobby to wait outside for me and to hurry up and get in the car when I pull up. Bye, Honey."
"Bye, Daddy. I’ll tell him." Hanging up the phone, I turned to Bobby.
"Daddy said you need to meet him outside. He’s going to take you to Doctor Robinson’s office. He said he could get you in if you were there in fifteen minutes."
"Okay, aren’t you going with me?" he asked.
"No, silly, I have a date with the cutest guy in school. I may not be able to wear anything at school, but I can at least try to make myself look a little presentable."
"No problem there, you’re the prettiest girl in school. I’m going to be the luckiest guy there," he told me. I thought about telling him he might get lucky, anyway, but I decided not to. Giving me a kiss goodbye, Bobby went outside to wait for Daddy. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait long. When he got in the car, I waved goodbye before heading upstairs to take a shower. As I told him, I might have to be naked there, but I was still going to see if I could knock his socks off.
Bobby
As soon as I got in the car, Mr. Hanson took off, not even giving me time to put on my seatbelt. On the way to the doctor’s office, he told me about the same thing that Mrs. Hanson had. I told him I appreciated it.
"Don’t worry about it. I’m just glad we can help out. Did you see the counselor today?"
"Yeah, she said she’s going to see me a few more times."
"Good, you seem to be a pretty level-headed young man, but it never hurts to have someone like her to talk to. Now, let’s get you to the doctor’s office so you can play tonight. I haven’t seen a good basketball game in a long time and I think it’s about time I took one in. I think Mrs. Hanson would like to see our daughter’s boyfriend play, too," he told me, laughing at the last.
"Yeah, I’d like it if you and Mrs. Hanson were there. My dad never came to my ballgames so I never felt anyone was there for me. I would really like to have some people there to watch me play." About that time, we pulled into the doctor’s parking lot. Turning off the engine, Mr. Hanson got out of the car so he could go in with me. I wasn’t used to someone doing so much for me, but I was really glad I’d met Kathy. I was finally learning what family was all about.
Kathy
While Bobby was at the doctor’s office, I took my shower and shaved my legs as well as under my arms. Looking down at my pussy, I decided it might be time to clean that up some, too. As soon as I was done, I got out of the shower and began putting my makeup on. Even though I knew I wouldn’t be able to wear it at the game, I found a blouse and a skirt to match and put them on. I nearly didn’t put on any panties, but I figured I might as well. At least that way, it would be a lot of fun taking them off. . Looking in the mirror, I was a little surprised. I hadn’t dressed up much before, it was kind of a surprise when I found out I actually looked pretty good. When I went down to help Mom make dinner, she wouldn’t let me help.
"You look so nice I don’t want you to mess up your clothes," she told me. Figuring it wouldn’t do me any good to argue with her, I sat down at the table and talked to her while she finished dinner.
"Mom, I was thinking we might eat the cake for dessert, if that’s okay with you."
"Sure honey, I think that would be pretty nice. I know Bobby will want to see what kind of a cook his future-wife is," she told me, laughing when I started blushing.
"Aw, Mom, We haven’t even had our first date yet. At least wait until after our second date before going with me to pick out china patterns," I told her, grinning back at her. I loved being able to joke with my mom. I know she’d been worried about my lack of dates, but now I had a boyfriend, and thankfully, my parents loved him. Who could ask for more than that?
Bobby
We didn’t have to stay very long in the waiting room. When Mr. Hanson told the receptionist I was there, she took us straight back to one of the rooms to wait for Dr. Robinson. Giving me a paper gown, she told me to get undressed. After a whole week of going naked in school, I wasn’t going to worry about a doctor seeing me nude. As soon as Dr. Robinson came in, I had a hunch everything was going to be okay. He poked around on me for a little while until he finally told me to get dressed.
"Okay, let me guess, you fell down some steps?" he asked.
"No, sir, my dad beat the shit out of me," I told him. When I told him that, Dr. Robinson looked a little surprised for just a moment.
"Ah, that’s what I thought, but I get so many kids in here that say they fell down the steps or some nonsense like that. I guess I took it for granted you would say that, too. For that, I’m sorry."
"It’s okay; I guess I’ve been wanting to say that all day. I’ve been telling people that crap about falling down steps for years and I just wanted to tell the truth for once," I told him.
"Young man, first off, I am going to give you the note you need. Now, are you getting counseling?"
"Yes, sir, we have a counselor at the school that I started seeing today."
"Good. I know she’s told you that it’s not your fault, but I want to tell you again. You are not to blame. It’s a pleasure seeing you today because you’re one of the ones that got out of that environment. I understand you’re staying with the Hansons, is that correct?"
"Yeah, Kathy is my girlfriend and she’s the one that made sure I had help last night."
"Son, let me tell you something, you were lucky. I know Kathy, and she’s a sweet girl. If that girl loves you, you’re a very lucky boy."
"Yeah, I know, and I love her, too," I told him.
"You didn’t have to tell me that, I could see that from a mile away. Now, let’s get you ready to play basketball. I don’t think I need to tell you that you’re going to be sore, but from what I can tell, you’re just bruised. I bet Kathy is looking forward to seeing you in your basketball uniform, isn’t she?" When he said that I almost fell off the table, I was laughing so hard.
"Yeah, but she’ll have to wait until next week for that."
"Then why did you have to have the release today?"
"He is a participant in the Naked in School Program," Mr. Hanson told him.
"And you’re going to play basketball in the nude? My boy, you have more guts than I do."
"Well I do wear a cup as well as sock and tennis shoes, but yes, I will be playing nude."
"Good grief, what will they come up with next?" he laughed, writing out the note I needed so badly. Handing it to me, he wished me luck in the game and said he hoped to see me again.
Kathy
I was starting to get impatient waiting for Bobby, but I knew it would take time for Dr. Robinson to examine him. I wanted Bobby to play, but I didn’t want him to get hurt any more than he already was. That didn’t mean I didn’t want him to get home soon. I was about to go back upstairs when I heard Bobby and Daddy get home. Not wanting them to know I was getting worried about them, I picked up a book and started trying to read it. When they came in, I couldn’t keep it up anymore. I ran to Bobby and asked him what the doctor said.
"He gave me the note. I’m glad you’re going to be there, I have a feeling I’m going to be really nervous."
"That’s great. There’s no way I’d miss the game," I told him.
"Your dad said he and your mom are going, too."
"Really? That’s so cool. I can sit with them while you’re playing so nobody will be trying to cop a feel while I’m watching the game."
"Okay everyone, let’s eat," Mom said, calling us into the kitchen. I could tell Bobby was getting nervous about the game. When we finished, we all got ready and headed for the school. I just hoped he would be okay for the game.
Bobby
I couldn’t seem to eat much, although I did manage to eat some of the cake that Kathy made. Mrs. Hanson was a good cook, but I just felt a little too nervous to eat much. It was the first game of the year and now there was actually going to be someone there to see me play. I hadn’t realized how much I missed having someone there for me, but now I started worrying about how well I would do. I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of my new girlfriend.
Thankfully, Kathy’s parents gave us a ride to the gym. On the way to the game, I know I didn’t say much, but Kathy didn’t seem to mind. She just snuggled against me, letting me know she was there. Once we were there, Kathy and I walked to the front of the school so we could put our clothes in the box. As soon as we did that, we raced to the gym, only stopping once so Kathy could give me a kiss for good luck.
Stepping into the gym, I couldn’t believe the crowd. I looked around, hoping I could spot Coach. Unfortunately, people saw me before I saw my coach. I could hear a lot of laughing and yelling, but I just ignored them. When I finally found Coach, I took the note to him, hoping he would let me play.
"Well, I asked for a note from the doctor, you have one, so I think we need to head to the locker room. If you’re really sure you want to play tonight, you’d better kiss your girlfriend goodbye and I’ll meet you in there." Giving Kathy a quick kiss, I hurried after Coach, wanting to get dressed for the game, or at least dressed as much as it was possible while sticking to The Program.
It didn’t take long for Coach to paint the number on my back and chest. I laughed as I thought about how long the numbers from the marker would be on me.
Heading out to the floor, I waited until last to get on the court. I knew there would be more laughing and teasing, but I was surprised when the student section started cheering for me. It was all I could do not to bawl when they did that. I really appreciated it. Waving at them, I got in line for the lay-up drills. After that, we shot a few free throws before the buzzer sounded, calling us to the bench to discuss our game plans.
"Okay guys, the starters are going to be Greg, Larry, Phil, Artie, and Bobby. Guys, they were state runners-up last year. Let’s show them they can’t come into our gym and count on a win. I think you’re every bit as good as they are. Let’s show that to them," Coach told us. Gathering around him, we pressed our hands into the middle of our group and yelled, "Team!" as we broke our huddle.
Taking my place on the court, I found out I was going to be guarding one of my two old fishing buddies. Jacob and Kevin both played for Texhoma, but I knew they would be working as hard as they could to beat us. I knew I was going to enjoy playing against them.
"I see you got pulled into The Program," Jacob told me, as we shook hands before the tip.
"Yeah, but I got something really cool out of it. I found a girlfriend, too."
"That’s great, man. Good luck," he told me.
"Same to you," When the referee threw the ball up for the opening tip, Phil was able to tip it to me. Seeing Artie streaking down the sidelines, I threw the ball to him, letting him dribble in for a quick two points. Getting back on defense, I saw something in the Texhoma player’s eyes. As he tried to toss the ball to Kevin, I intercepted the ball and raced downcourt for another lay-up. Continuing to press them, we managed to build a 28-14 lead at the end of the quarter.
We didn’t let up on them in the next quarter. We just kept building on our lead. By halftime, we were up 56-30. It didn’t get any better for them, and by the end of the game, we had only reserves in. With the score 89-48, we had beaten the state runners-up from the previous year. I’d had the game of my life, and had loved every minute of it. Going in to take a shower, I headed to the girls’ locker room. After I finished my shower, I took my stuff in to the boys’ locker room, since I wouldn’t be using the girls’ lockers any more. When the other guys saw me, they started slapping me on the back and telling me what a great game I played.
"Boys, I almost didn’t let Bobby play tonight because he didn’t have a doctor’s release. I have to admit, I’m really glad he was able to get that doctor’s note. Enjoy tonight guys, Monday afternoon, we start getting ready for Arnett. Have a good time, you’ve earned it," he told us.
Kathy
Oh, my gosh! Bobby was really good. When he stole the ball and ran down and scored, I was so proud of him. Mom and Dad had to calm me down a few times whenever he stole the ball or scored. By the end of the game, I think I was as tired as he was. I just couldn’t get over how good he was.
When Bobby came out of the dressing room, I saw a couple of the guys from Texhoma talking to him. Rushing down to him, I gave him a big hug before I looked at the other guys.
"Kevin, Jacob, this is Kathy, she’s my girlfriend."
"Hi," I said, blushing when I saw their eyes get really wide.
"After the way she put her arms around you, I was hoping she was your girlfriend," the guy named Kevin said. Laughing, they both told Bobby he had played a great game, and told him it would be a different story when they played them at Texhoma. When they left, Bobby and I walked to the front of the school to put our clothes back on. Finishing that, we rejoined Mom and Dad at the car.
"Nice game," my dad said, shaking Bobby’s hand.
"Thanks, I have a lot of great teammates."
"Yes, you do, but you played pretty heads-up. I can see I’m going to be watching a lot of basketball, especially since my daughter is dating the star player," Daddy told him. Looking at Bobby, I could see he was blushing, but he seemed to be pretty proud too.
Getting in the car, I could feel the excitement of the game finally starting to go away. When we got in the house, Daddy told us we might want to get to bed after the big night. After kissing them both good night, I led Bobby up to my room. I told Bobby to go ahead and get in bed so I could take a quick shower. Bobby was able to get a shower after the game, but I wanted to get clean too. I just can’t believe how much I enjoyed that game.
Bobby
That was so cool. Kevin and Jacob had asked me about the bruises. I knew them well enough to tell them what happened. When I got to the part about how Kathy had told her dad to call the cops, their eyes got really big. After I told them about how she wouldn’t leave me in the emergency room, I thought their jaws were going to hit the floor. They both told me they were glad I got away from that. They were both pretty good guys.
After we got home from the ball game, Kathy decided she needed to take a shower. I was kind of glad she did that. I was able to get undressed and ready for bed. I was under the sheets. When she came back to the bedroom, I was really shocked. She hadn’t bothered to put a towel around her or anything else, for that matter. I’d seen her like that at school, but somehow it wasn’t the same. I had been given some pain-killers at the hospital before I came home after the beating, so I hadn’t really paid attention when we went to bed, but now, all I could think was wow! I watched her as she brushed her hair, the light shining off of it. When she finished, she came to bed. I couldn’t believe this goddess was in love with me.
Kathy
I knew Bobby would probably be too tired to do anything, but I was starting to get a little frustrated. Heck, we’d seen each other naked every day at school, and we’d even slept in the same bed the same way. We still hadn’t really done anything, but I was about to boil over. I wanted to feel him inside of me in the worst way. Deciding to take matters in my own hands, I climbed into bed and scooted close to him.
When he took me into his arms, I went willingly. Even though I had been pretty close to the edge when I got into bed, when he kissed me I nearly went out of my mind. I hugged him tight to me, opening my mouth to let him deepen the kiss. As he continued tasting me I reached down between us, taking his dick in my hand. Rubbing up and down on it, I could feel him begin pressing against my hand, urging me to go even faster. I think it surprised us both when he started cumming, his stuff getting all over me. When he was finished, I went to the bathroom and grabbed some tissues to wipe us off. I was too late for the sheets, but I was able to get us sort of clean. When he started blushing, I just smiled, telling him it was okay. Man, I really enjoyed that, I just didn’t realize what he had planned.
Bobby
After I shot my cum all over the bed, Kathy and I had to change the sheets, laughing as we did it. After we’d done that, I pulled Kathy to me and kissed her again. I didn’t think I could ever get tired of her lips. Rolling her over to her back, I let her know it was her turn.
I kept on kissing her as I started caressing her breasts, using my thumb to circle the nipples, until they got erect. When I began moving downward to kiss her breasts, Kathy gave a little cry of disappointment, that is until my tongue touched her nipple. When she started pressing her boob against my lips, I started sucking her erect nipple into my mouth, circling the areola with my tongue. I could feel it stiffening even more, growing as I licked it.
Figuring it might be time to make it even more interesting for her, I trailed my hand down until I found her pussy. I couldn’t believe how wet it was. Sliding my finger up and down her moist slit, I could feel her begin humping up and down, trying to get my finger inside her. I didn’t want to break her hymen that way, so I began touching her clit, making circular motions all around it.
I started rubbing a little harder as she continued getting even more excited. When she finally let out a squeal, I knew I’d given her the same feelings she’d given me. I tried to continue rubbing her clit, but she pushed my hand away, telling me she was too sensitive then. Glad I was able to give her an orgasm, I kissed her good night, enjoying the taste of her lips just once more before we went to sleep.
When she rolled over, she scooted close to me until she was completely against me, only jerking away for a moment when my still-dripping dick touched her ass. With a sigh, she pressed herself back against me, wiggling until my dick was firmly placed in the crack of her ass. After I put my arm around her, I tried finding a place to put my hand so she wouldn’t be too uncomfortable. Grabbing my hand, she placed it on her breast. With a sigh, she pressed my hand tightly against the firm skin of her boob.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too," I returned, before we finally drifted off to sleep.