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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 20 (mf, con, nc)
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written permission of the author.  (C)2001 By: Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious.  Any similarity to persons
alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sex, including sex between family
members.  It is intended for adults only.  If you are offended by
material of this nature, are under the legal age in your location to
read this material, or it is illegal for you to possess this material,
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com


"The Lottery" - Part 20 (mf, con, nc)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex.


Saturday morning came and the two girls were awakened by the sound of
Marge's voice.  "Good morning girls," she said, shaking her daughter's
shoulder.

Kim opened her eyes and saw her mom standing over her and Sally.  She
glanced down and discovered that the covers had been kicked away, the
two teens revealing their nudity from the waist up.  Kim grabbed the
sheet and pulled it over her and her cousin.

Sally opened her eyes as Kim covered her and smiled at her aunt.  "What
time is it Aunt Marge?"

"Nine o'clock, your dad and uncle have gone golfing, and your mom and I
are going shopping and to the craft show."

Sally rolled over and pulled the sheet over her head, mumbling, "I want
to go back to sleep."

Kim watched her mom leave the room after telling her goodbye.  She sat
up in bed and pulled the sheet away from Sally's head.  "We better get
going, they will be here soon."

Sally groaned and sat up, "Who will be here?"

"Megan and Angela, don't you remember they are coming over at noon?"
Kim said, as she stood up and walked to the bathroom.

"Oh yea, I remember now."  She got out of bed and followed Kim into the
bathroom.

The girls prepared themselves for the day, showering and fixing their
hair.  Kim went back to the bedroom and made the bed.  She went to her
dresser and selected a pair of cranberry bikini panties and a matching
bra.  She was pulling her tight fitting red tank top over her head when
Sally came into the bedroom.  Kim wrapped a black mini skirt around her
waist and fastened it at her side.

Sally selected a pair of white satin panties and a white bra.  She put
her underwear on and removed a pair of white shorts from her overnight
bag.  A white tee shirt completed her outfit.  The two girls
straightened Kim's room and went downstairs.

In the kitchen the girls fixed breakfast and ate at the counter.  Kim
looked at the board and saw a note from her mom.  She went over, pulled
the small piece of paper from the bulletin board and read it.  Climbing
back on her stool, she said, "It's just from my mom telling us where she
will be and what time she will be home."

Sally nodded and finished her cereal.  The two girls rinsed their dishes
and put them into the dishwasher.

Kim said, "It's only ten.  What do you want to do until they get here?"

Sally shrugged her shoulders.  "Watch television?"

They went into the family room and turned on the TV.  Sitting together
on the couch, the girls watched a rerun of an old sitcom.

Kim turned to Sally.  "Did you really like that thing in your butt?"

Sally giggled, "Yes, it was so hot.  I can't explain how it felt, but it
was great!"

Kim continued to quiz her, "Did it hurt?"

Sally shook her head.  "No.  It was a little tight at first, but once I
got used to it, I liked it."

The girls returned to the program.  They were watching the beginning of
a movie when they heard the doorbell ring.  Kim jumped up and ran to the
front door with her cousin right behind her.  Kim opened the door and
saw Megan standing on the porch.

"Come in Megan," Kim said, "Where is Angela?"

The tall redhead stepped into the foyer and said, "Hi Kim, hi Sally, I
don't know where she is, but she said she would be here."

Kim closed the door and lead Megan into the family room.

Megan was dressed in a tight, black, scoop neck top and a pair of tartan
shorts, her long legs were covered with black tights.  She carried a
tote bag and her purse.  Megan put her things down and sat on the couch,
talking with the two girls.  "Your house is very nice," she said to Kim.

"Thanks, I will take you on a tour when Angela gets here."

The girls started to talk about their school.  The doorbell sounded
again.  Kim left Megan and Sally in the family room and went to answer
the door.  It was Angela.  Kim greeted the girl and led her to the
family room to join the other two girls.

"Hi guys!"  Angela said as she walked into the family room.  "What's
up?"

Angela was dressed in a pair of dark blue sweatpants and a baggy
sweatshirt.  She dropped her small duffel bag on the floor and flopped
onto a chair.

Kim asked the girls, "Would you like the see the house?"

Megan and Angela both said "sure," and followed Kim as she walked from
room to room.

After the brief tour, they all went back to the family room.

Angela said, "Let's go swimming before it gets too cold."

"That's no problem here," Sally said, standing up and giggling.

Kim went to the door wall and opened the drapes that concealed the
sliding glass doors that led to the pool.  She slid open one of the
glass panels.  "Here we are."

The four girls filed through the sliding door into the enclosed pool
area.  Megan and Angela turned around slowly, looking at the large glass
room.

Megan said, "This is great!"

Angela walked to the hot tub and asked, "Can we use this later?"

Kim was filled with pride, knowing the two older girls were impressed
with the pool.

"Sure we can," she said.  "We can use anything we want to."

Sally went back into the family room and gathered the two bags the girls
had brought with them and returned to the pool.  She handed each girl
her bag.

"Let's get changed and go for a dip."

Angela sat down on one of the chairs and removed her shoes.  She started
to pull her swimsuit from her bag when Kim said, "We can change in the
pool house."

Angela stood up and followed Kim and the others into the pool house.
Sally was about to explain that there were private dressing rooms when
Angela pulled her sweatshirt over her head.

Kim and Sally looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and began
to undress.  The two younger girls took the suits they had worn the day
before off the rack where they were left to dry.  When Angela had
completely removed her bulky top, Kim and Sally couldn't help but stare.

Beneath the oversized sweatshirt, Angela wore a white bra that looked
like nothing they had ever seen before.  The bra was constructed more
like a harness than the delicate lingerie the girls were accustom to.
The two large cups had wide straps that went over the busty girls
shoulders and attached to a five-inch band of elastic that circled her
body.  Six evenly spaced hooks fastened the garment in the middle of her
back.  When Angela released the hooks, she revealed the largest breasts
the two young girls had ever seen.

Angela noticed the girls were watching her.  She placed a hand under
each of the melon sizes mounds and held them out.

Proudly she announced, "Forty triple D, aren't they beautiful!"

Kim and Sally could only nod their heads as they watched her release her
breasts.  The sheer weight caused them the hang low on her chest.  When
Angela bent over, pushing down her sweatpants and panties, the large
mounds dangled away from her chest hanging down at least six inches.
Standing up, completely nude, the girls could see the thick mat of black
curly hair that covered the girl's crotch.

Kim and the other two girls removed their clothes and began to put on
their suits.  Megan was very thin and small breasted.  Her A-cup breasts
looked so small in contrast to her friend's massive globes.  Her waist
was trim, with hips that flared slightly.  Her pubic mound was adorned
with sparse curls of fine red hair.  When Megan stood with her legs
together, a gap formed between her thighs that looked wide enough to lay
a hand in.  Her vaginal lips hung down slightly, her clitoris peaking
out from between them.

The four girls finished putting on their suits and went out to the
pool.  Megan's suit was a cute yellow and black two-piece.  The top tied
around her back and neck, the bottoms were high cut bikini style.

Angela's black swimsuit consisted of a top that resembled a sports bra
and boy-short bottoms.  The girls all dove into the deep end of the
heated pool and swam around.  They splashed water at each other and
played a makeshift game of tag.

Kim was the first to exit the pool.  She asked the other girls, who
remained in the water, if they would like sodas.  They all said yes,
Angela requesting a diet soda.

Kim went into the kitchen and put sodas, plastic cups with ice and
snacks on a tray.  She returned to the pool area and set the tray on a
table near the chairs the other girls were now sitting in.  Kim served
her guests their drinks and passed the bowl of chips around.  The girls
talked about school as they ate their snacks and drank the cold sodas.

Angela asked, "Can we go in the hot tub now?"

 "Sure," Kim replied, getting up, and going into the pool house.

Sally jumped up and said, "Come with me, you have to see this."

The two older girls followed Sally into the room and watched as Kim
typed the commands into the computer that started the hot tub.

Megan asked, "What else does the computer do?"

Kim explained to the girls how she could adjust the water temperature in
the pool or the hot tub, open the glass walls that surrounded the pool,
adjust the environment of the pool area and turn on and off lights,
among other things.

"That is so cool," Megan said.  "We can only use our pool in the summer
because it's outdoors."

Angela said, "My dad should see this."  Adding quietly, "If he was ever
home."

The girls went out to the hot tub and stepped into the water.

The girls sat in the hot tub and felt the swirling hot water relax
them.  Angela sat across from Kim and Sally, her head leaned back on the
padded edge of the tub.  Angela sat up and asked the younger girls, "So,
who are you guys fucking?"

Kim and Sally looked at each other in disbelief.  They glanced at Megan,
who seemed to take the question in stride.

"She's not fucking anybody, she doesn't like boys."  The foul-mouthed
girl looked at the cute redhead and asked, "Do you?"

Megan just shook her head no and turned away from her friend.

Angela redirected her attention to Kim and Sally, "Well, are you guys
fucking someone or not?"

Kim shook her head no and Sally said, "I'm not."

"Well," Angela said, "if you aren't or if you're not ready to, you won't
get dates with the cool guys at school.  The geeks will take you out,
but the jocks won't give you the time of day unless you put out."

Kim and Sally sat spellbound, they didn't know what to say, if anything.

Angela went on, "I started to do guys when I was twelve and now I can
get a date with almost any guy in the school."

Kim timidly asked, "Who did you do it with the first time?"

Angela, unashamed of her activities, said, "He was a boy at Barber.
When I was in the seventh grade, the boys knew I would let them touch my
big tits.  They would take me to the store and buy me sodas and we would
go behind the building and smoke.  One day Darren, an eighth grader, was
feeling me up and asked me to touch him.  He pulled out his cock and I
jacked him off.  After he squirts his cum all over, he told me to lick
him.  I got down on my knees and gave my first blowjob.  He came again,
this time in my mouth.  I didn't like the shit so I spit it out.  He
said he wanted to fuck me and he would tell the guys at school that I
blew him if I didn't.  I didn't really care if he told anyone or not,
but I let him do me right there behind the dumpster."

Kim and Sally listened to the girl tell about her adventure like she was
describing a trip to the mall.  They couldn't believe that she was so
open about her sexual activity.  Megan sat expressionless, obviously
having heard the stories before.  When Kim looked at her, Megan just
rolled her eyes.

Angela continued, "After I screwed the twerp, he told his buddies
anyway.  The next thing I knew I had more guys asking me out than I
could ever hope for.  I just figure what the fuck, it works for me!  Now
I can't think of anything better than a nice stiff prick stuffed in my
cunt."

Sally asked softly, "Your parents let you date at twelve?"

"Sure why not, I mean as long as I am not in their hair, they don't give
a shit what I do.  My dad is on his third wife, my real mom died when I
was five.  I have been raised by nanny's ever since.  My dad is always
out of town on business and he takes my stepmother with him.  That just
leaves Sophia, my nanny, and I.  She won't say anything to my dad
because I caught her giving him head one afternoon.  Sophia doesn't want
me to tell my stepmother because she will lose her job, so now she does
what I tell her to, and I keep my mouth shut."

Kim and Sally were dumbfounded.  They had never heard of these things
and didn't know how to take it.  In their old neighborhood, they knew
kids who had divorced parents, but no one had a nanny.  Nor did they
know any twelve-year-old girls that were as sexually active as Angela
said she was at that age.

Kim asked, "Are you going with anyone now Angela?"

The dark haired girl stood up and sat on the edge of the hot tub, her
hands resting on the padding, her legs swinging in the water.  A slight
roll of flesh formed around her middle as she leaned forward.  Angela's
thighs were thick and pressed together, her knees apart.

"I have been going out with Steven, the lacrosse team captain.  He
throws some of the best parties for the team and their friends.  There
are always more guys than girls at the parties, so finding someone is
easy.  Maybe you two would like to go to one, I'm sure Steven wouldn't
mind."

Sally said, "Maybe, we will have to see.  My parents don't let me date
yet, at least not one on one."

Kim added, "My mom might let me go, you'll have to tell me when the next
party is so I can ask."

Angela looked at the clock on the pool house wall and said, "Listen,
I've had a great time, but I have to run.  Steven and I are going out
tonight and I have to get ready.  Maybe we can do this again, or maybe
your parents will let you have a party.  I know a lot of cool guys that
would like to come."

Angela stood up, walked to the pool house and went inside to change.

While Angela was getting dressed, the other three girls got out of the
tub and sat in lounge chairs.  Kim and Sally, still shocked by Angela's
stories, sat quietly.

Megan said, "Don't mind her, she is really kind of nice ... when she
wants to be.  I don't hang around with her too much anymore, not since
she changed."

Kim asked, "What do you mean, changed?"

Megan replied, "Wait until she is gone, then I will explain."

The three girls started to talk about school and their classes.  The
younger girls asked her about the fall dance.  "I don't go, no one ever
asks me, and the one time I went alone, no one danced with me."

Angela came out of the pool house and walked up to the other girls.  Her
wet hair pulled back in a ponytail, wearing the sweatpants and
sweatshirt she came in.

"Well guys, I have to get going, I'll see you in school Monday."

Kim stood up and walked Angela to the door saying, "Thank you for
coming, I hope you had a good time."

"Thanks for having me over, I really enjoyed it.  Maybe we can get
together again and do something else."  She left, waving goodbye to Kim.

Kim went back to the pool area and rejoined Megan and Sally.  Sitting
down in her lounge chair she said, "That was certainly different!  Was
Angela just bragging or are the things she said true?"

Sally added, "Yea, what's going on with her anyway?"

Megan picked up her cup of soda and took a long drink.  She put the
plastic cup on the table next to her and said, "I have known her for a
long time.  She wasn't always like this, but as we got older the kids at
Barber started to tease her.  The boys would make fun of her size and
call her mean names and the girls didn't like her because she had big
boobs.  When Angela was eleven, she wore a c-cup bra, I was still
wearing a tee shirt!"

Kim and Sally nodded, remembering their own flat chests at that age.

"In the sixth grade, the boys started to grab at her boobs whenever they
got a chance.  Angela found out that if she let the boys feel her up
they wouldn't call her names.  The girls that knew about her would have
nothing to do with her.  I ended up being one of her only female friends
in grade school."

"Did Angela think guys wouldn't like her if she didn't let them do those
things?"  Kim asked the tall redhead.

Megan sat up in the lounge chair and put her feet on the tiled floor.
Kim and Sally, who were facing her, could see wisps of her fine red
pubic hair along the sides of her yellow bikini bottoms that were pulled
tight in her crotch.  Megan noticed the girls' glances, but made no
effort to conceal herself.  The older girl picked up her soda, brought
her long legs up and sat Indian style.

"Yes," Megan replied, "Angela felt that the only way any boy would pay
any attention to her was to let them do the things they wanted to.  This
went on for the remainder of the sixth grade, she would let almost any
boy that asked her to touch her boobs, but only through her top, never
bare skin.  Then, during the summer between the sixth and seventh grade,
she really changed.  She started to wear sexier clothes and her language
got nasty.

We used to ride our bikes to a park near the house and hang around with
some of the kids we knew from school.  One day we were sitting on one of
the picnic tables and a couple of boys from middle school came up and
started to talk to us.  They seemed nice so we invited them to sit with
us.  Well the next thing I knew, Angela was making out with one of the
boys, and he had his hand under her top.  The guy asked her to show them
her breasts, so she lifted her top and bra, exposing herself to them.  I
was so embarrassed that I just left her with them and went home."

Kim and Sally sat and listened to Megan's description of her friend's
exploits.  They were shocked that a girl so young could be that overt.

Kim, feeling the need for a break, said, "Let's go swimming again."

The other two girls agreed and the three of them jumped into the pool.
Their swimming and splashing soon turned into a free-for-all, each teen
trying to dunk another.  Megan swam up behind Kim, wrapped her arm
around her waist, and pulled her underwater.  As Kim tried to get away,
her attacker's fingers caught the top of her two-piece suit and pulled
it up over her breasts.  Kim surfaced, stood in the shallow end of the
pool and tried to catch her breath.

Sally and Megan laughed at Kim as she stood there, brushing her hair out
of her face, her breasts fully exposed.  Kim felt the cool air on her
breasts, causing her nipples to harden.  Casually, she pulled her top
over the firm mounds and swam after Megan, vowing revenge.  The girls
continued their play for a little while longer.  Megan looked at the
clock and announced that she had to get going.

The girls climbed out of the pool and went into the pool house.  Megan
asked if there was some place she could rinse the chlorine out of her
hair.

Kim said, "There's a shower over there," pointing at the door.  Sally
had already pulled her suit off and was walking into the shower room.

"Great, I will use it as soon as Sally is done."

Kim, removing her top and bikini bottoms, said, "It's big enough for
four people, if you don't want to wait."

Kim walked to the shower room and Megan removed her suit.

Kim and Sally were rubbing shampoo into their hair when Megan joined
them.

"This is so nice," she said.

She turned on one of the showers and stood under the spray, rinsing her
long red hair.  Kim looked at her new friend's breasts.  They were
small, about the size of a half an orange, but firm.  Her nipples were
tiny and pink, reminding Kim of her brother's.  Megan asked for the
shampoo and Sally handed the bottle to her.  She applied the fragrant
liquid to her hair and set the bottle on a bench.  Megan worked the
lather into her hair and then rinsed it away.  She picked up a bar of
soap and quickly washed her entire body.

Having finished in the shower, the girls went out into the common area.
Kim removed clean towels from the cabinet and handed Sally and Megan two
each.  They all wrapped one around their wet hair and used the other to
dry themselves.

Megan asked, "How did you guys get such nice tans?"

Sally told their new friend about their vacation and sunning in the
nude.

Megan sat on a chair and while drying her long legs asked, "How long
have you two been shaving?" pointing to Kim's hairless crotch.

Kim and Sally both giggled, Sally answered, "We did it on vacation.  We
both bought these white bikinis that you could see through when they got
wet, so we had to shave."

Megan smiled.  "I have thought about doing it, but never had the guts.
I was afraid what my mom would say if she saw me like that."

As the girls were dressing, Kim asked Megan, "What did Angela mean when
she said that you didn't like boys?"

Megan looked down, slowly putting on her black tights.  She stood and
pulled the tights over her hips and smoothed the sheer material over her
legs.  She put on her padded bra and tight top, straightening it so the
scoop neckline was in its proper place.  Picking up her plaid shorts,
Megan sat down and held them in her lap.

"I was over at Angela's house one afternoon," she began.  "We were in
the seventh grade, and she had already let several boys screw her.  Both
of her parents were out of town and her nanny had gone shopping.  Two of
her male friends showed up and Angela invited them in.  We were all
sitting in the family room, listening to music.  Angela and one of the
boys started to dance to a slow song and his friend, Daniel, asked me to
dance.  I danced with him for a few songs and then he kissed me.  I
never really had kissed a boy before, and I liked it."

Megan stepped into her shorts, stood and pulled them up.  She tucked her
tight black top into the shorts, zipped and buttoned them.  She removed
the towel from her head and shook out her long red hair.  She took a
brush out of her bag, sat back down and began to pull the brush through
her damp hair.

"We all sat on the couch and started to make out.  Angela and the boy
she was with were really getting into it.  He had her shirt pulled up
and was feeling her boobs.  Daniel was just kissing me.  He put his
tongue in my mouth and I French kissed for the first time.  The next
thing I knew, he had his hand on my chest and was rubbing my boobs.
This was the first time I ever made-out and I was getting real excited.
I looked over at Angela and saw she had this guy's dick out and was
rubbing it.  He had one hand under her skirt and his mouth on one of her
boobs.  I closed my eyes and went back to kissing Daniel.  He unbuttoned
my top and put his hand on my bare chest.  I tried to pull his hand out,
but he kept kissing me and telling me how cute I was.  Then he moved to
my crotch!  He tried to force my legs apart and rub me there."

Megan finished brushing her hair and pulled it into a ponytail.

Kim and Sally had finished dressing and were listening to Megan's
story.  They could see tears forming in the girl's eyes as she went on.

"I told Daniel to stop, that I didn't want to do that, but he kept
trying.  I took his hand and put it back in my shirt, in hopes he would
be satisfied with touching my boobs.  By now, Angela and her friend were
on the floor.  She had his dick in her mouth and he had his fingers in
her pussy.  The only thing she had on was her skirt, and it was pulled
up around her waist.  When Daniel saw what his friend and Angela were
doing he took my shirt off and started to kiss my boobs.  He sucked on
my nipples and pulled them with his teeth.  I could feel myself getting
wet down there and I was torn between my excitement and fear.  Then he
put my hand on his dick!  I could feel it jump in his shorts.  I just
let my hand sit there, not moving it at all.  He covered my hand with
his and made me rub it.  I could feel how hard it was even through his
clothes.  He unzipped his shorts, pulled it out and put my hand back on
it.  It was the first time I had seen a boy's dick, except for the one
that Angela had in her mouth, let alone touch one.  I had no idea what
to do or expect."

The tears were streaming down the older girl's cheeks now.  She used a
towel to wipe her eyes.

"I know we just met, but I like you guys and this is the first time I
have really talked about this to anyone.  The kids at school, I know,
wouldn't understand and I could never tell my mom, she would go
ballistic."

Kim said, "I ... or we understand.  You can be sure that we would never
tell anyone about the things you are telling us."

Megan smiled.  "I hope not, but I just have to get this off my chest.
It has been bothering me for years."

Kim and Sally both reassured her it was ok and she went on.

"Anyway, here I was with his dick in my hand, and he was sucking my
boobs.  Mind you that I had never even masturbated up to this point in
my life!  I had no idea what I was feeling.  I had just turned thirteen,
I was scared, and I was curious.  I felt Daniel's hand return to my
crotch ... but this time I didn't stop him.  When he rubbed me there, I
about went nuts.  I could feel a strange sensation building in me and I
liked what I felt.  I didn't even notice that he had undone my pants and
pulled down the zipper, until I felt his fingers against my bare pussy.
When he touched my clitoris, it felt like electricity was running
through my entire body.  I even spread my legs so he could go deeper.  I
didn't realize that I was stroking his dick, my mind seemed like it was
in several different places all at once.  I was lost in the moment and
when he put a finger inside me, I lost it.

I had my first orgasm and it felt great!  By the time I came back to
earth and was able to comprehend what was going on, Daniel had my pants
down past my knees and was climbing on top of me.  He tried to push his
dick into my pussy, but I fought him off.  Then the little bastard
slapped me and told me I was going to get fucked, like it or not."

Megan was crying now, her face full of rage.  Kim moved next to her, put
her arm around her shoulders and tried to comfort her.  Sally moved
closer also, she put her hands on the girl's knees and asked,

"Are you alright?"

Megan nodded her head and dabbed at her teary eyes.  Once she regained
her composure, she went on.

"I felt helpless," she sobbed, looking to her new friends for
understanding, "My legs were tangled in my pants and they had been
pushed down to my ankles.  Daniel, who was much heavier than me, had me
pinned on the couch.  Angela had taken her boy to another room.  Daniel
held my arms over my head with one hand, and took his dick in the other
and pushed it into me.  I screamed for him to stop, but he just kept
going.

I could feel him tear through my hymen as he pounded on me.  The pain
was almost unbearable and I was crying.  The whole thing only lasted a
couple of minutes, but it seemed like hours.  He pulled out after he
came in me!  He stood up and said, 'That was pretty good wasn't it?  You
are lucky to have me for your first time!'

I was still crying and pulling up my pants when Angela and her friend
came back into the room.  I picked up my shirt and was putting it on
when Angela asked, 'What happened?'

I screamed 'The little bastard raped me!'

Angela told the boys to get out of the house and tried to make me feel
better.  I just told her to leave me alone and I rode my bike home."

Megan had stopped crying and was calming down.  She asked if she could
have something to drink.

Kim said, "Sure, do you want to go back out by our sodas?"

Megan nodded yes and the three girls gathered their things and went back
by the pool.  She picked up her cup and emptied it in one long swallow.

"Would you like more?"  Sally asked her.

She nodded yes and Sally went to the house to get more cold drinks.
Megan sat sideways on the lounge.  Kim sat next to her and put her arm
around the girl's shoulders again.

"Are you sure you're ok?"  Kim asked.

"Oh yes, in fact it feels good being able to talk about it."

Kim held the tall girl snuggly and then began to rub her back.  Sally
returned with the sodas and handed one to each girl.  She sat across
from the two of them and drank her soda, waiting for Megan to go on.

After Megan pulled the tab on the top of her can and took a big drink,
she started to continue her saga.

"Three weeks later I missed my period.  I didn't know what to do, but I
had learned enough in sex-ed to know that I might be pregnant.  I bought
one of those home tests and found out that I was knocked up.  I was
really in a jam, I couldn't tell my parents and I didn't know anyone
that could help me.  Out of desperation, I called my older brother.  He
was in college and living at school.  I told him that I was pregnant and
I needed help.  He never asked what happened, but said he would see what
he could do.  Two days later, he showed up at my house.  He had a
friend, a French foreign exchange student, who gave him a pill for me.
I took the pill and two days later my period started."

Sally and Kim sat and tried to comprehend the things she was telling
them.  Neither girl could imagine the horror or guilt she must have
endured.

Kim asked, "What happened to Daniel?"

Megan tried to smile.  "His family moved away a couple of months later.
I heard that his dad was transferred to New York, or someplace out
east."

Sally put her hand on Megan's knee.  "Have you ever talked to Angela
about this?"

Megan leaned gently into Kim while she was stroking her back.

"I tried to talk to her the next day, but she only made light of it.
She said that it was going to happen sooner or later and it was really
no big deal.  That was the last time I brought it up.  That day was the
last time I was with a boy.  I just can't stand the thought of someone
doing that to me again.  I know that all boys aren't like Daniel, but I
am just too afraid to find out if the next guy is.  I would really like
to meet someone, but ... " Her words trailed off.  She drank more of the
cold soda and sat up straight.

Kim removed her hand from her back and asked, "Why are you still friends
with Angela?  Don't you blame her for what happened to you?"

Megan shook her head, "No, I don't blame her, I blame Daniel.  He was
the one that raped me, not Angela.  Besides, most of the kids at school
think I am a lesbian or something and won't hang with me.  As bad as
Angela is, she is still my best friend, in fact she is my only friend.
I never go to the parties she was talking about because I know what goes
on at them.  From what Angela tells me they are sex fests attended by a
bunch of spoiled rich brats, smoking dope and drinking."

"That doesn't sound like anything I would like." Kim said.

Sally nodded her head in agreement with Kim adding, "I hope we can
become friends.  Kim and I don't really know anybody around here and it
would be nice to have someone to do things with."

Megan smiled at her two new friends, stood up, and said, "I really have
to go.  I have had the nicest day I can remember is a long time."  She
hugged Kim and then Sally.

The two girls walked Megan out to her car and said, "Goodbye, lets get
together again real soon."

The tall girl said, "I look forward to it," and got into her car.  Kim
and her cousin waved as she pulled out and drove away.

The two teens went back into the house and out to the pool.  They picked
up the empty soda cans, the tray of snacks and carried them into the
kitchen.  After cleaning up the kitchen, they sat at the counter and
began to discuss the day's events.

"I can't imagine how hard it must have been for Megan," Sally said, "I
can see why she doesn't trust guys!  She must have been devastated by
the fact that Angela didn't even help her and told her it was no big
deal.  I don't think I would still be friends with her!"

Kim turned on her stool to face Sally.  "I know what you mean, and then
not being able to talk to her mom, or anyone else about it ... I would
have gone crazy."

"You know Kim," her cousin said, pausing to gather her thoughts, "we
really have it made.  We have moms that we can talk to about anything,
great dads, and cool brothers even if they are a pain at times.  Both of
the girls we have met at school, so far, have problems.  If all of the
kids at the academy are that messed up, I'm not going to like going
there."

"Me either, I remember the story our moms told us, about when they were
cheerleaders, and I just won't go out with some guy, let alone have sex
with him, just to be part of the A list.  If Angela is right, and that's
what it takes, then I just won't date guys from the school!  I am not
going to get a reputation as a slut like Angela must have!"

Sally jumped off her stool and walked to the refrigerator, she opened
the door and reached for a can of soda.

"Want something"?

Kim nodded yes and Sally pulled out another can.

"Where are we going to find boys to date?" she said as she climbed back
onto the tall stool.  She handed Kim her soda, "If we can't find nice
guys at school, where do we look?  You know we can't spend the rest of
our lives with our brothers!  We may get away with acting like we aren't
related for a while, but sooner or later someone is going to catch on
and the shit's going to hit the fan!  I want to be able to go out with a
group of kids and not have to worry about it."

Kim was lost in what her cousin was saying.  She pictured in her mind
being at a school function with her brother and cousins and someone
saying that they knew they were related.

"You're right, we can't keep up the fa ade forever.  Maybe we could go
to the fall dance as a group and not two couples.  That way we can meet,
and dance with, who we want to and so can our brothers.  Besides, the
way those guys have been acting lately, I'm not sure I want to even act
like they are our dates!  Who knows, we might get invited to a party,
they can't all be as bad as Megan said they were."

"That works for me," Sally replied, "and I think it's a great idea.
We'll tell the guys about the change in plans and we won't have to
worry.  We only told Angela and Megan that we were just friends, but
that is easy enough to correct.  By the way, what do you think about
Megan?  I mean, do you think she is a lesbian or something?  I like her
and would like to be friends with her, but if she is one ... what would
the other kids at school think about us?"

"Remember the night on the beach, by the fire?"  Kim asked.

Sally nodded her head yes.

"Remember what my dad said about being who we are?  I think part of what
he was trying to say is, we don't want to be judged by what we have,
what we wear or what other people say, we want to be judged by our
actions.  If we act like the other kids at school and treat Megan, or
anyone else, bad because of what other people say, we are no better than
them.  I want to make up my own mind about people, not form an opinion
based on what someone tells me about them.  I like Megan and if the kids
think I am strange or a lesbian because I'm her friend ... screw them, I
really don't care"

"Who's a lesbian?"  The girls heard someone say.  They turned around and
saw their moms walking into the kitchen, carrying several bags.  They
set the bags on the counter and sat next to their daughters.

"So who's a lesbian?"  Marge asked again.

"Um ... no one," Kim said, "We were just talking."

"So, tell us about your afternoon," Anne said, "Did you two have fun
with your friends?"

"Yes," Sally replied, "we had a great time.  Angela couldn't stay all
afternoon, but Megan just left.  We learned a lot about the school and
the other kids."

"Do you guys want to tell us about it or not?"  Marge asked the girls.

Kim said, "Well, there isn't a lot to tell.  We went swimming, sat in
the hot tub, had drinks and snacks, and talked, a lot."

The two adults could detect their daughter's reluctance to go into
detail about the afternoon, but they could also see that something was
bothering them.

"Are your two new friends nice?"  Anne asked, trying to ease the girls
into a conversation.

"Megan is real nice mom," Sally said, "but Angela ... well she is kind
of ..."

Kim chimed in, "She's a slut!  She told us she has been doing IT since
she was in the seventh grade.  Her language is terrible too, she can't
seem to get out a sentence without swearing.  She also said that the
only way to get a date with one of the so-called cool guys is to sleep
with them!"

Marge and Anne looked at each other and then at their daughters.  They
could see that Kim was upset and that Sally agreed with her assessment
of Angela.  After contemplating her response, Marge said, "Do you girls
remember the story about the cheerleaders when we were in high school?"

The girls nodded yes.

"Well the people that hung around with that crowd were all thought of
the same way.  You two need to choose your friends very carefully and
base those friendships on facts not rumors.  I think you guys will find
that in high school things change.  When a girl is easy she is a slut,
but when boys are sexually active they are studs!  It isn't fair, but
that is just the way it is.  Once a girl is known to be having sex, the
guys think that the girls that hang around with her are probably easy
too and they will try things that they might not try otherwise."

Sally turned to Kim and said quietly, "Maybe that's why Megan had her
trouble."  Kim agreed with her.

"Maybe that's why Megan had what trouble?"  Anne asked.

"Well."  Sally replied, "It's kind of personal.  Megan has been a friend
of Angela's forever.  When she was thirteen she was at Angela's house
with a couple of boys.  One of the boys tried to do things with her and
now she doesn't date.  She said that she is afraid of boys.  Now the
kids at school think she is a, you know, a lesbian, because she doesn't
go out with boys.  Kim and I like her but we don't want the kids to
think we are that way too because we hang around with her."

"Well girls," Marge said, "That is something you are just going to have
to work out for yourselves.  It is important that you remember the
things we have talked about over the past month or so, and the things
you learned at the campfire on the beach.  It is also important that you
treat people the way you want to be treated, even if it isn't the
easiest way."

Just as Marge finished her statement, they heard Tom yell, "Who wants
fresh fish for dinner?"

He and Jack walked into the kitchen with big smiles on their faces,
carrying a cooler.

"We caught eight nice walleyes and about twenty perch."  Jack said as he
and Tom set the cooler on the floor and opened the lid.  The four women
walked around, looked into the white cooler, and saw the fish.

"What are you boys going to do with them?"  Marge asked.

"We are going to clean them and eat them!"  Jack replied as he pulled a
big walleye out by its gills.

"Where are you going to clean them, Jack?"  Kim asked her brother.

"We thought we could clean them right here in the kitchen."

Marge looked at her son and nephew.  "Oh no you're not!  You boys take
them out side and clean them.  I don't want my kitchen to smell."

Jack and Tom grumbled as they picked up the cooler and carried it out of
the kitchen.  The boys took the fish out to the garage, set up a table
on the driveway, and covered it with newspaper.

Kim jumped off her stool and said, "I'm going to go watch the guys clean
the fish."  She turned to her cousin.  "Are you coming?"

Sally stood up and was following Kim to the garage when the two girls
heard Marge say, "We can finish talking later, girls."

                                                       <continued>

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