Teflon
Girl, Demon Girl, Angel Girl
by Sterling
Chapter 3 of 6
Katy
lay in her own bed with the morning sun playing through the curtains,
panties halfway down her thighs under the covers. She removed her
little finger from her vagina. For the first time, she tried to insert
the finger next to the little one, and it went in!
Sometimes
Mark shot his stuff onto her stomach and put it in her with his
fingers. Other times he shot it right into her. Either way, she used
her own fingers to get it farther in, watching how delighted this made
him. She'd noticed she was already wet up there after she'd had an
orgasm, even before he shot the stuff out. When she asked Mark about
it, he explained it was so that when she grew up and a man stuck his
penis in there, it would slide in and out easily.
There was
something else. When he was just about to spurt and he plugged the tip
of his thing right against her opening, it was special for her too. She
wanted it to happen. But big girls liked the idea of a penis poking
right up inside. She kind of liked that idea herself.
She
pretended her ring finger was a penis, and shoved it in and out in the
same rhythm Mark moved his penis. Soon it started feeling good! Not
like when Mark played with her clitoris, but good. It was something she
wanted to keep doing. She was getting wet inside, so the finger slid
back and forth easily. She tried her middle finger, but it wouldn't go.
The
leftovers of Mark's stuff that they couldn't get into her they cleaned
up with tissues. But the stuff that went into her didn't stay there --
it came back out bit by bit later. He said he liked it when he saw a
wet spot down there or a stain. He bought her several pairs of fancy
panties just her size and she always picked one of those pairs when he
was coming over. The panties might be prettiest when they were clean,
but Mark said they were best with a little stain right under her
opening, and she started thinking that too.
First she wasn't
sure, thinking maybe it was just remembering her fun times with Mark.
Did she feel better after she got sperm up inside her? She mentioned it
to Mark, and he suggested an experiment. They'd do everything the same
but wouldn't put any up inside her. And it wasn't as nice afterward.
Sperm made her feel just a little happier and -- bigger, somehow. It
felt nice.
One afternoon when she felt a bit of Mark's sperm
oozing out onto her panties, she had a naughty thought and went into
her bedroom and shut the door. Lying on her back, legs spread, she
stuck her middle finger up inside -- it went now! She shoved it in and
out. At the same time, with her other hand she played with her clitoris
like she did when she was giving herself an orgasm. It felt even better
doing both at once!
That's when she made her decision. Out went
her middle finger, and she gently tried putting her little finger and
ring finger together inside. The ring finger went in but the little one
didn't easily follow. She pressed and it hurt a little. She decided she
didn't mind and pressed them inside anyway. She poked that pair of
fingers in and out in the same rhythm as a penis, and pretty soon it
stopped hurting.
The next time Mark shot his sperm into her and
she felt it oozing out later, she did the same thing. She got so she
could put three fingers in at once. That was about how thick Mark's
penis was, she thought.
"Oh, what?" said Mark, straddling the girl, erect penis in hand.
"Put it right in front of my vagina."
As usual, he had it nestled inside the little cup her lips made.
"Now push."
"What?"
"I've been getting bigger down there. Push and see if it goes in."
"I can't do that, Katy. You're just a little girl."
He pulled away and sat beside her.
"I'm not so little. I really want you to be able to put it in me."
"That's nice of you, but I'm fine with it the way it is."
"But Mark, I WANT you to put it in me!" said Katy.
"You do?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I dunno. You said big girls like it. Maybe I'm big enough to like it."
After a pause he said, "You're really sure?" He stroked her cheek.
She nodded.
He rose again and positioned his penis in her outer cup. "Say if it
hurts, and I'll stop," he said.
She nodded. He pushed, then pushed harder.
The tip went in. It felt strange, but it didn't hurt -- or just a
little.
"Oh, God!" he said, his eyes wide.
He got it in more, and that felt OK too. The next little bit was too
much, and she said "ow". He immediately pulled out.
"Come back!" she said. "It was really nice 'til the last bit."
He
entered her again, but didn't go in so far again. He started going in
and out, little teeny ins and outs. It felt way better than when she
did it.
"Can I spurt it out right in here?" he asked urgently.
"Yeah!" said Katy. "That's what I want!"
He
got excited fast, and she could tell by his moans when he was shooting
it out. She couldn't feel the stuff going into her, but this time she
noticed that good feeling right away. And it was more then before.
Afterward
she worked hard alone in bed stretching herself out. The next time he
got it in more. And the time after that he could get his penis way deep
into her and it felt nice. When he tried going deeper it hurt in a
different way, and they decided he'd just reached the back end of her
vagina -- she wasn't sure it had a back end but apparently it did. And
when he shot the stuff out way up in there, that was the best. She
definitely felt bigger and better -- not down between her legs but up
in her head. And she liked the feeling. She loved getting orgasms, but
this was extra-special.
Mark
was now staying over three nights a week. He slept in the guest room,
and Katy slept with him. Every night and every morning, he rowed his
penis in and out of her and delivered a big squirt of sperm way up in
her vagina. Sometimes she had him lick her to an orgasm first, but the
squirt was the best part, the way it made her brain feel bigger.
Toys!
They bought toys for her about as fast as she could think of what to
ask for. They piled up in her bedroom faster than she could play with
them.
She had ice cream for breakfast, because she asked for it
and her mom let her. She never ate vegetables any more. They ordered
out for pizza a lot because that was her favorite.
Her mother
let her skip three days of school in a row. She had the feeling her
mommy would never make her go to school again. But when she thought
about it, she decided she missed it. She was a big girl, she could
decide yes or no, and she decided yes. She went because she wanted to.
Her daddy came home after a long trip. She overheard her parents'
heated discussion.
"That
doesn't make any sense, Melanie. You're letting her have ice cream for
breakfast? And Mark's pretty much moved in? Something's wrong."
"I
know it seems weird, I'd have never allowed it before. But I've heard
that if you give kids choices, they'll learn to set their own limits.
She skipped school for a while, but now she goes."
"But no
vegetables? Pizza for dinner every night? This isn't the Melanie I
know! I've always trusted your judgment about these things but, like I
said -- something's wrong!"
Katy opened their bedroom door and walked in.
"Katy, we were having a private conversation," said her father sternly.
She
crawled up onto the bed where her father was sitting and squirmed her
way into his lap. "It's about me, right? I can be here to talk about
me!"
"Well..." said her father, awkwardly patting Katy's back. "But no more
ice cream for breakfast!"
"Oh, Daddy. Please," she said, looking at him earnestly. "It's good
food. I like it so much."
He faltered. "Well... I guess there's no big harm in it. But as for
your Uncle Mark, no more staying over all the time."
"But daddy, I like it so much when he's here. He makes life so much
more fun. I'm happy he's here so much!"
"But..." he said. scratching his head. "It's not right... He's got his
own place."
"Please, daddy? Please? I want him to stay over. It's what I want."
"Well," he said, brow furrowed. "Well, OK then. I guess there's no harm
in it."
Mark
kept staying over. Katy kept eating ice cream for breakfast. She and
her mom had pizza for dinner, or else they went out to Bertucci's or
McDonald's. They stopped by the ice cream store for sundaes after. Mark
sometimes joined them.
She refused to brush her hair, and her
mom didn't make her. After a couple days the tangles were a total mess.
She asked her mom to make it better, but it hurt when her mom attacked
the snarls. And when she asked her mom to stop, she did. Her mom
suggested hesitantly that maybe she should get it cut shorter. Katy
decided that was a good solution.
She decided maybe cereal for breakfast was better than ice cream. She
realized she felt better during the day.
Katy was happy. She could do everything her way!
But
part of her wasn't so happy, either. She could get her parents and Mark
to do anything she asked. She had to think about what she wanted, and
she didn't always know. She thought about times in the past when her
mommy made her do something she really didn't want to. She felt mad,
but there was a sort of safety to it, too. Now she didn't get mad, and
she could do what she wanted. But she felt kind of uneasy. What if what
she wanted was the wrong thing?
"Katy, I have to go away for two weeks. Out to Mountain View for the
team meeting."
"I don't want you to go."
"I know, Katy, and I don't want to go either. But if I don't go, I'll
lose my job and then I won't have any money."
She
bet she could tell him firmly she didn't want him to go, and he
wouldn't. But if he lost his job... That sounded bad. Running out of
money was serious. She didn't ask him to stay.
"I want to go to the mall," she said. She'd been feeling kind of sad,
and she knew the mall would cheer her up.
"No, we're going to the store. To buy healthy food."
"No, mommy! I want to go to the mall."
"Sorry, we're going shopping."
Katy
stopped, stood in from of her mother with her arms folded, and said,
"Mommy, we are going to the mall!" She thought as hard as she could
about how much she wanted to go to the mall.
"No, Katy, we are
not. I don't know what was happening before, how you talked me into
everything. But things are different around here now. No more pizza and
hamburgers every night. Mark is never staying overnight any more."
Katy had a tantrum, but her mother held firm.
Things
rapidly returned to the way they had been. Mark came back from his
trip, but she couldn't see Mark any more. It was school, homework,
chores, healthy food, just a little TV, and early bedtimes. She could
see her friends Kayla and Laura, but somehow she found them kind of
boring.
Katy also felt sad. Sad and small. She missed Mark. She
missed all the games he played with her, and she missed all the things
he bought for her. She missed snuggling with him at night, she missed
the way he loved her body so much. But more than any of that she missed
the times he stuck his penis between her legs and worked it into her a
little, then more, then all the way deep into her little girl belly,
and she missed most of all that little surge in her mind when he did
his spermy business up inside her.
As the days went by, she kept
feeling sadder and smaller. Her mommy wasn't very sympathetic at all
and made her obey the rules more than she ever had before.
One
day she just sat at the dinner table and cried. Her mom told her to
stop, but she just kept crying. Her mommy let her sit in her lap and
cry for a while, but it wasn't a very warm embrace, and then she made
her get off. Katy was miserable and inside something panicked. Whenever
she was desperately sad, she knew she could count on her mommy for a
hug and snuggle until she felt better. And now it wasn't true any more.
She cried herself to sleep that night.
Her mother asked what
might make her happier. She asked politely the next day if she could
see Mark. Her mother hesitated, then said yes but it would be all of
them together, in the living room.
When he came in the door, she
leapt up at him, but he deflected her and eased her down so she found
herself standing on the floor again. She suggested they go to the
bedroom, but he said they couldn't do that any more. She'd heard her
mommy say that wouldn't happen, but she thought maybe she could
convince Mark. She looked into his eyes. He smiled, but it was a sad
smile, and it felt like his heart was locked in a box where she
couldn't get at it.
Katy
liked to play on the swings in her back yard. On the other side of the
split rail fence were the neighbors. There were the twins Bill and
Mike. They had started high school. And they had an older brother John.
Sometimes they were out playing ball, and pretty often one of them
would come over to retrieve the baseball or football that had gone
astray and into their yard.
They never spoke. She didn't know anything about what it was like to be
a high school boy.
But
here Katy was alone in the back yard, swinging back and forth slowly,
feeling sad and lonely. And there was the one twin Mike by himself,
shooting baskets. She had a funny thought. He'd have a penis in his
underpants too. It would get hard and could stick into a girl too.
Sperm would shoot out the end of his too. He wasn't his uncle Mark, but
when she remembered that feeling she got from the sperm... Was she
serious? She decided she was. It was scary, but...
"Hello, Mike," she said as she swung.
He turned. "Uh, hello?"
She let her dress ride up and swung with her legs apart a little. He
should be able to see her panties.
He looked at her briefly, then looked back again. He let the ball roll
away and came over to the fence.
"Can you push me on the swing? Later I can chase the basketball and
give it back to you." Her heart was pounding.
"Uhhh, OK..." He climbed over the fence and started to go around behind
the swing.
"No,
from the front," said Katy, and he did as she asked. As she came
forward she held her legs out straight, and he pushed on her shoes to
send her back. But she kept her legs pretty wide apart so he could
still get a good look at her panties. He definitely noticed.
"I learned how babies are made," she said with a little grin.
"Oh, um, that's nice, yeah."
"Do you stick your penis in girls?"
"Whoa, uuhhhh, no."
"Would you like to if you could?"
"Uuhhhhhh, well, yeah, of course, but, uhhhh."
He stopped pushing her and she stopped pumping, and her back and forth
slowed.
"I've got a vagina," she said in a loud whisper. "And you could put
your penis in it."
"No way. You might have learned how babies are made but you didn't
learn enough. You're way too young."
"Am not! I'm different. I've already had a big penis in me before. A
bunch of times."
Mike shifted from foot to foot and looked around to see if anyone was
watching them.
She continued. "I can sneak out after dark and meet you here, OK?"
"I dunno...." said Mike. Just then Katy heard a car turn into Mike's
driveway. He quickly turned and went back over the fence.
Katy
tossed and turned that night after she went to bed. She wanted to go
out back, but she couldn't until her mother was asleep.
She woke
up in the middle of the night. Ordinarily she would have just fallen
asleep, but then she remembered! She peeked out into the hallway, and
all was dark. The clock said 12:30. She didn't know if Mike would show
up, but she wanted to find out. Besides, it was exciting and naughty to
creep out of the house. She put on the same dress she had been wearing
that day, socks and sneakers, and went to the back door. She left it
open just a little so she could get back in.
She walked across the back lawn to the fence. He wasn't in sight. But
maybe he's show up.
There
was a little spot to one side where she couldn't be seen from her
house. She stood, listening to the sounds of the night. The moon was
overhead and cast pale shadows.
A minute later she saw Mike's
back door open, and he walked quietly towards her, then crossed the
fence. He leaned over until his head was level with hers.
"You know we'd be in big trouble if anybody found out, right?" he
whispered.
"Oh,
yeah, I know! I'd never tell anybody. You want to see?" She didn't wait
for an answer, but lifted her dress, pulled down her panties to her
knees, then lifted the dress again. "See? That's my vagina."
"Oh, shit," murmured Mike, crossing the fence and squatting down so he
could look at her more closely.
"You wanna touch it? You can..." she said.
Mike
looked all around, then sighed as he moved his hand in to touch her
lips, very gently. He gently slid his fingers all around, touching her
out to the side, up top where the slit came together, and down below.
"There's stuff inside, too," she said, and reached down to open her
lips. "You can put your fingers in."
"Jesus," he said, and tentatively touched her there, then pressed his
middle finger against her opening.
"You can push it inside," she said.
He got the angle wrong a few times, but then his finger went up most of
the way.
"Holy shit," he murmured.
"Now let's see you," said Katy, excited. She touched the front of his
pants and found a bulge. "Get it out so I can see it."
Mike
hesitated, then unzipped his fly and wiggled around a bit until his
penis was sticking right out front. Katy had never seen anyone do that.
Mark had always just taken his pants and underpants off completely.
"Mmmmm," said Katy, fondling the hard organ with her hands.
Mike sighed.
"Now, stick it inside," Katy said, looking around.
"But you're just a little kid!" said Mike. "But maybe you could suck
it."
"No, I want it in me!" said Katy, who lay back on the grass, panties
around her ankles.
"Oh,
Christ," muttered Mike, but he lay down on her, aiming his cock between
her legs. She held her lips wide open with one hand, and as he poked
against her too high, she used her other hand to put him right in front
of the place it would go in.
He pressed forward in quick little thrusts. It went inside, and Katy
gasped. His penis was thicker than Mark's.
But
Mike kept up the pressure, the quick back and forths, and soon he was
in halfway. His pants felt scratchy against her naked parts. He was
going in and out with quick little pokes, gasping, and then he let out
a big breath and started panting.
Katy felt it, the little surge of warmth inside. It thrilled her.
Mike let his penis slide out and sat on the ground beside her.
"You're so young!" he said. "Shit, you gotta make sure you don't tell
anyone, right? You swear?"
"Yeah, I swear!" she said. "Can you do it again?"
"Right now?"
"Well, yeah, I liked it a lot." She saw his penis was kind of floppy.
"Give
me a sec," he said, and as she watched it got hard again. He looked all
around once more, then pulled his pants down to the top of his thighs,
and turned over and lay down on her. He was all different than Mark,
but that was OK. She felt his hard thing press her down there and then
slide inside, doing that same quick poking.
"You can go deeper," she said. It felt best when Mark was in her way
deep when he splatted it into her.
Mike
didn't need any more prompting, and soon she felt his bone press
against hers on the outside. He went in and out with longer strokes
now, but still fast and strong. It went on longer this time, and Katy
began to feel some pleasure from her clit. But that wasn't what she
really wanted. He sped up and moaned as he gave her the precious goop.
The warm thrill was better this time since he was in all the way.
He pulled out and sat beside her again, grinning at her.
"I gotta go. Be sure not to tell anyone, OK?"
"Course not. Can we do it again tomorrow night?"
"I dunno, well... yeah, I guess."
He pulled himself together and waited an extra few seconds until she
had panties up and dress down.
Then he left.
Katy turned and walked back across the lawn, smiling. She let herself
in, crept to her room and back to bed.
All
through the next day she enjoyed the lift she'd gotten, that big
feeling in her brain. As she lay down that night, she dreamt of how she
was going to get it again.
But she woke to her mom's voice, telling her it was time to get up. It
was morning, and she hadn't woken up in time!
That
afternoon she went out to the swings. Mike came out and began shooting
baskets. He lined up a shot that went over the backboard and rolled
towards her. He climbed over the fence to retrieve it, and she said
quietly, "Sorry -- I didn't wake up. Try again tonight?"
"Yeah, OK," he said, retrieving the ball without looking at her and
returning to shoot some more baskets.
And
that night she kept herself awake. When she found herself dozing off,
she got up and walked around her room. She was really tired, but the
prospect of getting more of those warm feelings was enough to keep her
going. She dressed and waited. Finally the clock turned from 12:59 to
1:00, and she crept out.
Mike appeared as soon as she got to the
swings, and beckoned her across into his yard. He led her into the shed
in their back yard. He'd cleared a place on the shed floor and had a
soft pad rolled out, with a sheet over it, and some dim light came from
a flashlight.
Mike stripped off his pants and underpants,
leaving him in T-shirt and shoes. His penis was already hard and he
looked at her eagerly.
Katy stripped but left her sneakers on.
It had hurt the first time Mike went into her, and if it hurt again it
was still worth it to get that feeling. But he looked pretty eager, so
she thought she'd ask. "You lick me first?"
"What?"
She pointed between her legs and made licking motions with her tongue.
"Makes it go in easier."
"Uh, OK, sure, I guess."
She
lay back, spread legs wide, and he set about licking her. She told him
it was too hard, to do it a different place, to slow down, but pretty
soon it was feeling really good. She wondered if she might have an
orgasm.
"Is that enough?" said Mike, lifting his head.
She
could always get an orgasm playing with herself. What she couldn't give
herself was that wonderful shot of sperm. She nodded.
Eagerly he
crawled up into position, and she guided him inside. He quickly forced
himself in all the way, which felt fine this time. Katy looked at his
face as he pumped away fast and hard. He had a sort of vague
expression, looking off into space. Pretty quickly he pressed into her
all the way and moaned. She felt that little thrill she craved so much.
He
sat beside her, looking relaxed and happy, and looked at her vagina.
"They say little girls are way too small, and don't want to get it. Why
are you different?"
"You don't mind, right?" she said with a mischievous grin.
"No, no, not at all!" She could see his penis pulsing into its full
stiff condition. "In fact..."
She
lay back and held herself open, and he mounted again and did it. He was
fucking her. She'd heard that term, a dirty word for what he was doing
to her. And it felt kind of dirty this way. With Mark it had been all
reading stories and doing make believe, then lots of kisses and
fondling before the part where the penis went in. This was just the
penis pokey part. Fucking.
"It feels SO good," he murmured as he pounded away.
She was eager to get his stuff. "You can do it any time," she said.
"Uh, OK," he said, picking up his pace and getting a look of
concentration. In under a minute he sighed and pulled out again.
He started getting dressed. "Again tomorrow?"
Katy nodded.
"Oh,
and yeah, here's this alarm, so you can wake up on time." He handed her
an old digital watch and explained how to push the buttons to operate
it. He'd already set it for 1am.
She had a sudden thought.
Getting Mike's stuff was good. But Mike had a twin. She could get more
stuff. "You want to ask Bill if he'd like to do it too? Like after
you're done?"
"Bill? No, that doesn't sound good. He might tell, and we've got a good
thing going."
She
felt annoyed, and she felt a confidence. "Mike, I want you to ask Bill
if he'd like to come out too." She thought about how that was what she
wanted.
"But, what do I say? I dunno..."
"Mike, tell Bill! Tell him he can stick his penis in a vagina."
Pause.
"OK, OK. But I don't think he'd go for that -- he wouldn't believe me
-- but I could tell him there's something he wouldn't want to miss."
Katy stood inside the shed, fully clothed. Bill came in.
"Whoa! Who are you?"
"I'm Katy, the girl next door."
"Oh,
oh yeah. What are you doing out here this late at night?" A sudden look
of surprise. "Wait, Mike isn't like messing with you, is he? That
prick..."
"No! Come here... Lift me up." She willed it.
A confused and uncertain Bill lifted Katy under the armpits, and she
wrapped herself around him.
"Have you ever stuck your penis in a vagina?"
"No, unfortunately..."
"I'm
a little girl, but I've got a big vagina. I love it when boys stick
their penis in it. Mike's been doing it to me and having a great time.
I want you to do it to me too."
"But... You're so young... What if anyone found out?"
"None
of us are going to tell." She reached down and found a bulge in his
pants. She slithered down into standing position. "Here's what you
get," she said, hitching dress up and pulling her panties down just
enough so her slit showed.
"Oh, fuck..." murmured Bill.
Katy giggled. "Yeah, that's right. You fuck me. Now, strip."
Both were naked. "First, you lick me until I'm wet and ready down
there."
"I
can't believe this," said John as he looked at Katy's girl parts up
close. Once he'd decided to do it, he was very enthusiastic. He licked
and licked.
When she was ready, Katy said, "Now, fuck me." She liked using the
naughty word.
Bill
figured it out easily enough. It went in fine. Like his brother, his
first time in a vagina was a handful of quick thrusts and then a
delicious squirt. Aaaahhh!
"Now you go and tell Mike to come on in," she said.
She
was goopy enough there was no need for licking. Mike dove right in and
gave her another dollop of sticky goo. He left and ushered Bill in for
his second splat way in deep. He left, and Mike returned. He was on top
of her, fucking away, when suddenly the door burst open.
"I wondered what you were up to," said a new voice. It was John, the
big brother! He laughed. "Found a girl? I'm impressed!"
Mike scrambled off.
"Whoa. I meant a big
girl. Is that... Katy? What the fuck?" He turned to his brother. "Are
you out of your mind?" Back to her. "Are you OK, Katy?"
Naked
Katy scrambled up and faced the big brother. They said he was going off
to college in the fall. "It was my idea," she said. "I love it, and
they love it too. You're not going to tell." She thought with all her
might about how much she didn't want him to tell.
"Oh, well, shit..." muttered John.
Katy had a sudden idea. Why not? "And now you're going to do it to me
too."
"Wait, what? No I am not!"
"Are too."
"Am not!"
She
grabbed his belt buckle and twisted it a little. "You are! Right now!"
Only then did she think hard about how much she wanted it.
"I... I... OK, I am..."
I'll just wait outside," said Mike, who dressed and left.
John
wanted to touch her different ways, even kiss her, but Katy hurried him
along. He slid in too and lasted a minute or more before holding his
big cock deep inside her and pulsing sperm out the tip and into her.
Another rush.
In short order, Mike finished his second turn from
which he's been so rudely interrupted, John his second, and then Bill
took a third before she decided to call it a night. She might normally
be feeling sleepy, but she wasn't sleepy at all. She felt better than
ever. She felt on top of the world. She felt more powerful than ever.
Sperm
was running down her leg. She looked around for a rag but used her
panties to sop it up as best she could, then headed back across the
fence to her own yard. She crept in the back door.
"Katy!
Where have you been?" Her mother flicked the light on. "What are you
holding in your hand? ... Wait, has something bad happened?"
"No, nothing bad."
"Oh, no, no, no... We'll have none of that. Not any more."
"I can't be hurt, right? That's why I could do it with Mark."
"Yeah, but that turned out all wrong, with him moving in and your diet
and everything else."
"Mommy!
Stop worrying about it! It's just fine!" Before, when Mark was doing it
to her regularly, she would have seen her mother waver, uncertain. She
looked to see if she had the same power now.
"Oh, OK! If you say so, then everything's fine."
To her surprise, her mother gave in right away.
"So I'm going to bed now, OK? And call me in sick in the morning -- I'm
not feeling so well."
"Sure, sure... I'll do that."
Katy
lay in bed but she couldn't sleep. She was the most important person in
the world -- why hadn't she seen that before? It was so obvious now.
She could get more toys, but what did she care about toys? She was a
big girl now. She could eat ice cream for breakfast -- but that really
didn't work out too well last time. What had she always wanted that she
hadn't gotten before?
Disneyland! Mark should drive her to
Disneyland. From there, who knew? Maybe they could take a cruise, or go
to Europe. It was very late when she finally felt tired -- the sky was
starting to get light.
She finally woke up at 11, feeling
refreshed. Her mother called Mark at work and they easily got him to
agree to come right over after he got off work. Her mother took her out
to lunch at Bertucci's, then took her shopping to buy some new clothes,
including some sexy clothes like the big girls wore.
Mark
arrived right on time, and she presented her plan. Mark should take her
on a nice, relaxing road trip to Disneyland. It would be an educational
adventure and was more important than school.
Her mother readily agreed. She would explain it to her father when he
got back from his trip.
Mark said, "What about my job? I can't just take off from work like
that?"
"Sure
you can!" said Katy. "You're smart. You can get your job back whenever
you want it. Or get a better one somewhere else. The break will do you
good."
"Well, OK," said Mark. "Sounds like fun!"
And just like that, he was on board with the plan.