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                         Disclaimer

This is not in the least true; it is a story with fictional
characters doing fictional things that real people wouldn't
do, even on reality TV.  Also, it is a dirty story, which
has shown by the Meese Commission to lead to dirty
thoughts.  If you are not allowed to have dirty thoughts
because of your age, parents, government, or belief system,
please go elsewhere.  Otherwise, enjoy to the limit of
copyright law.  Don't repost or republish without my
permission.  Archiving by ASSM/ASSTR is understood and
encouraged.  Oh, if you make a buck offa it, I DO GET A
CUT - I got cats to feed.  Hate mail and viruses should be
delivered to the address below.  Fan mail could be sent
there as well, I guess, if you want to send fan mail which
I don't see why 'coz no one else does.  Cheques are
welcomed, as are really hot Slovakians.

Thank You and Good Day,
Kenny N Gamera

turtlemeat69@hotmail.com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Gamera

                        Watching Shelly
                              by
                        Kenny N Gamera

I looked at my watch, but Shelly still wasn't due for
another ten minutes.  I released the latest in a chain of
sighs at the thought of another ten minutes of waiting in a
college bar alone.  It sent shudders through me.  The
thought of another ten minutes of waiting in a college bar
with Fred in was even worse, but I intended to wait for her
even if it meant watching him chase nineteen-year-old
girls.

I could have done without having to watch him make out with
the nineteen-year-old girls, but that was a mostly
different story.

I concentrated on the bar's main door and the occasional
good band and ignored Fred and the over-endowed girl who
consented to be captured.  She had light brown hair.  A
tattoo was partially exposed between her shirt and jeans.
I could say little else about her as Fred blocked her face
with his head.

I felt something on my leg.  It was the over-endowed girl's
left hand.  I picked it up and took a moment to admire her
engagement ring, before placing it on Fred's leg.  Maybe it
didn't belong there either, but had slightly more business
on his than mine at the moment.  She moaned disappointedly
into Fred's mouth.

I flagged down a passing waitress with my empty No'Drools
bottle.

"Another?" she said.

"Yeah!"  Over her shoulder, I saw someone entering the door
and added, "And a gin and tonic for my lady."

"Okay."

As the waitress walked away from the booth, Shelly sat down
next to me.  I placed my hand on her leg just below the
ragged hem of her denim cutoffs and began to gently stroke
her thin thigh.  She leaned back against the booth.  After
a soft sigh, she mumbled something.

"What," I asked

"I said, 'I can't believe I let myself get talked into
this.'"

"Cat litter."

It was her turn to ask, "What!"

"I said," this time slightly louder to be heard over the
band," "'Cat litter.'"

Laughing, she kissed me on the cheek.  "Speaking of which
how is your article coming?"

"Not too bad.  I'll finish it tonight if Fred and whoever
she is," I made the appropriate gesture toward the pre-
occupied couple next to me, "don't make too much noise and
her boyfriend doesn't show up at our place looking for
her."

Shelly snuggled against me.  I wrapped my arm around her
shoulder and gave her a kiss on top of her head.  We stayed
like that in the short while it took before the waitress
dropped off our drinks.  Shelly showed her fake ID in
exchange for her gin and tonic as I began sipping at my not
beer.  Fred made a motion to his and over-endowed girl's
empty glasses without breaking their lip lock.

Shelly smiled after the first sip of her drink.  "Gawd, I
still can't believe that I'm doing this. I find it harder
to believe that you are coming with me."

"Shelly, you know whenever you feel the need for moral
support you can just ask me."

"Moral support," she said with a snort.  "I'm about to get
fucked by someone I never met for a porn video."

"Okay, whenever you feel that you need immoral support just
ask."

She giggled.

"Thanks, Ken.  I needed something to smile about."

"As always, my dear, it is my pleasure."

"And thanks again for coming along with me.  It will be
nice to have a friend there with me."  She took a long sip
of his drink before she continued.  "Though I still don't
see why.  You'd think that you'd be getting upset or
something."

"Don't worry about it."

"Doesn't it bother you to know that other men fuck me," she
asked as she played with her lime using the stir stick "It
has bothered some of the other guys I've seen."

"I knew you were a porn star before we started dating.
Hell, I met you, when you were fluffing a gangbang video."

"Some of the other girls have lost guys who knew when they
met. Besides, if I really were a porn star, I wouldn't be
doing another of these stoooopid web-site videos."  Shelly
drank a big gulp of her tonic.  "And I've got my mid-term
in organic to study for tonight, too.  If I didn't need the
money, I would skip it."

"Want to come over after work?  You can study while I
write.  We'll get some pizza and..." She started to laugh.
"What's so funny?"

"You.  You're twice my age but you sound like college
student."

I used my hands to present the whole bar.  "Where are we?"

She laughed again and kissed my cheek.  Her hand dropped to
my lap and began stroking my thigh in time with my stroking
of her thigh.  The waitress smiled at us when she dropped
off the drinks that Fred had ordered.

"Well, do we get together after work?"

"We can't do anything.  I do need to study tonight."

I shrugged, "Hey, I got homework to do myself.  I may even
pester you for some help."

"You? Ask me?  For help?"  Her smoky eyes sparkled with
humor.  "Heck, I just hope that you remember your
chemistry."

"Oh, well."  I sighed an exaggerated sigh.  "At least,
there'll be pizza."

"And I'll pay tonight."

"Why do you say that?"

"First," she said, "You'll be helping me with my studying.
Second, I'll be getting a pretty decent check tonight."

"And," I added, "you want me to owe you, so you can get in
my pants later."

"No, I get all the dick I could ever want.  I just want you
for your brain."

"Just my brain," I asked with mock shock.

"Oh," Shelly said with another sip of her gin, "and your
personality."

"Doesn't that strike you as a just little bit shallow.  I
mean what about my good looks and my fortune?"

She gave me the giggle that I hoped for and a kiss on the
cheek that I didn't expect.

"Oh yes, your fortune."  She acquired a thoughtful look.
"I can use that to tip the pizza guy with tonight."

Well what could I do? I stuck my tongue out at her.  The
little brat bit it.  After that, we started doing something
similar to what Fred was doing with the over endowed girl.

"Whoa!  Summer.  Who's the geezer!"

Our lips parted, and Shelly turned to look at the frat boy
look-a-like behind her.  I looked around her head and
totally, utterly, failed to be impressed.  After all,
except for making out with freshmen, I didn't act as if I
was still in college.

"Hi, Dirk," Shelly said with a total lack of enthusiasm.

"Well, Summer?"

"Well what, Dirk?"

"Who's the geezer?"

"I'm," I stuck out my hand, "Grandpa Isle, but you can call
me Pepo just like my little Summer."

Shelly would have stifled her laugh if her hand had been in
the way.  It wasn't, so she didn't.  Dirk, however, wasn't
amused.  It was just as well seeing as how it was such a
lame joke. Still, he could have taken my hand.  With a
shrug, I took it back.

"This is my boyfriend, Ken Gamera."  She turned to me and
winked.  "Ken, this is the famous Dirk Hardsteele."

I didn't laugh.  I didn't smile.  I didn't tell him about
the drunken, warrior hafling from my role-playing days.

"Hi, Dirk.  Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, hi!"  He began to ignore me.  "Anyway!  Bad news,
Summer!  The dude you were going to tape with didn't show!
Sorry!"

"What!"

"Sorry, babe!  No dude, no tape!"

"Damn.  I needed that check for rent."

"Hell, I feel you, babe!  I need something to post on the
site tomorrow!  If you know where we can get a dude..."

I tapped Shelly on the shoulder.  "Shell, how about..."

"No, Ken."

"Of course not."

We had talked about doing something together but neither of
us liked the idea; she didn't want to cheapen our
relationship and neither did I.

"I mean..." I pointed at the lovebirds next to me.

"Fred?"  I nodded to let her know that she had guessed
correctly.  "You wouldn't mind?"

"No."

"I know that he is into the whole porn thing, Ken.  But,
he's your friend.  I don't know how it would look."

"Fred isn't as bad as what you could end up with.  He's
been tested.  Besides, I wouldn't want to see Mr. Sparkles
on the streets."

She looked back at Dirk.  "How about my friend with the
girl?"

"Hey!  If he'll do it, I'm cool!"  He looked less unaware,
enough that maybe I could describe his expression as
thoughtful.  "See if you can get the babe, too!"

I tapped Fred on the shoulder.  He broke the kiss and
twisted around to look at me.

"I heard.  If it's okay with you, Ken, I'll do it."  He
looked back at his friend.  "How 'bout you, babe?"

"Wha...?"

"Wanna do a porno?"

Thinking for a moment, she smiled as if she just had a
wonderful idea and said "Kewl!"

Feeling that someone should check, I asked, "You are over
eighteen, aren't you."

She rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah."

"Okay," I said with a shrug.  "Shell?"

She took a long pull from her gin and tonic.  After a long
moment of staring into empty space, she looked over to me.
I winked and mouthed the words "cat litter.'

"Let's do it," she finally said after a long sigh.

"I'll be back!" said Dirk as he stood from his chair.  "I
need to get my camera and stuff from the trunk of my car!"

Shelly reached around me and tapped the again preoccupied
Fred on the shoulder.  He mumbled into the over-endowed
girl's mouth.  Shelly tapped again.  He mumbled, again, but
broke the kiss to look back at us.

"Thanks, Fred."

"No sweat."  His big grin defeated the casual shrug.
"Anytime."

Shelly peered around Fred's head and said to the girl.
"And thank you, too.  I..."

"Back!" interrupted Dirk.  "I need you two to sign some
releases and show me your licenses!"

As Fred and the over endowed girl signed the paperwork, he
said, "We'll start filming here, then go to my place for
the sex!  I'll also copy your IDs there!  Just follow
Summer's and my lead!  Oh, and have fun!"

Fred took Dirk at his word; he and his friend had locked
lips again.  I shook my head and when she noticed, Shelly
giggled.  I crawled out from the booth to stand a little
distance behind and away from Dirk.  I had a good view of
the camera's folded out view screen.

Dirk announced action and pointed his camera at Shelly.
Shelly had stifled her giggling fit by the time Dirk said,
"Hi, this is Dirk Hardsteele at FukPornPoon.com and looky
who I found here, dudes!  It's Summer Isle!"

Shelly waved at the camera with just her fingers.  She
added "Hi, guys" then blew a kiss.

"Whachu doing tonight, Summer?"

She smiled for the camera and winked.  "Just relaxing over
a drink with my friend Fred."

She dropped her hand down to Fred's leg.  From where I
stood, I could see her hand kneading Fred's thigh.  Dirk
moved around to the side of the table and moved the focus
of the camera down slightly.  He zoomed in on her hand,
lying over Fred's leg.  With a smooth motion, he panned up
Fred's torso stopping at his face, which had merged with
the over endowed girl's.

"Well, dudes!  Looks like Freddy here has found himself a
friend!"

The over-endowed girl broke the lip lock and looked at the
camera.  She waved and said with a giggle, "Hi."

"So, what's your name, honey!" Dirk asked, as he panned the
video camera up and down her body, pausing for a moment at
her cleavage.

"Krystal."

"Krystal!  A pretty name for a pretty woman!"  She giggled
as if she had never heard that before.  "So, Krystal!  How
long have you known Fred?"

"Just for today."

"Wow, Krystal!  You move fast, don't you?"

She winced a little and then said with a smile, "If a guy
is cute."

"Ever do a video?"  Krystal shook her head and giggled.
"Ever made it with a girl?"

"No," Krystal bit her lip and looked at Shelly, who gave
her a wink and a smile.

"How about it, Summer?"

"Mmmmm," Shelly responded.  "Wanna play, Krystal?"

"Me? and you?"  Shelly nodded. "Like, kewl!"

Somehow, I found myself driving Dirk's car.  Dirk sat next
to me and filmed the backseat.  Shelly sat in the back with
Fred and Krystal, where things pretty much continued as
they had in the bar.  The main difference was that Shelly
replaced Fred in playing tonsil tag with Krystal.  Fred
occupied himself with nibbling the back of Shelly's neck.

Ten minutes into our trip, Dirk announced a cut and ceased
filming.  Neither Krystal nor Fred must have heard because
they continued to make out with Shelly as Dirk babbled
about his video editing equipment.  He liberally seasoned
his block of conversation with exclamation points though
without any other variety and little of interest. I just
grunted on occasion, nodded my head, and thought about tree
squirrels in the modern urban environment.

At his place, Dirk copied the necessary pieces of
identification.  With this done, everyone but me trooped
back to the car so Dirk could film them leaving it and
going inside.  Shelly led Fred and Krystal into the living
room where music-to-film-porn-by was already playing on the
stereo.

She directed the two to a couch in front of a curtained
picture window.  To the rhythm of the music, she began to
dance for the two of them and for the camera. Her tube top
inched up over her sweet handfuls and found itself on the
floor.  The denim shorts soon joined her top making a neat
little pile.

Shelly turned to face the camera.  Leaning back, she sank
down onto Fred's lap.  Her hips rotated in time with the
beat from the stereo.  She closed her eyes and bit her
lower lip with her pearl white teeth.  A soft moan escaped
from behind them as her ass ground slowly into Fred's
crotch.

Shelly reached over and took Krystal's hand.  She placed
the girl's open palm over of one her breasts.  Krystal
stroked it in a mesmerized way.  Shelly released Krystal
and brought her freed hand to the closest of Krystal's much
larger breasts.

Shelly stood up from Fred's lap and slid over to the other
girl.  Using both hands, she lifted Krystal to a standing
position.  Moving her slim hips to the music, Shelly
reached up to one of the straining buttons of Krystal's
shirt.  A long, bright red nail forced it, and then the
next, through their individual buttonholes.  She worked her
way down, and with the last button undone, Shelly pushed
the shirt from the girl's shoulders.

Shelly leaned down to the closest of Krystal's brown
nipples and took it between her teeth.  From her moan, I
would guess that Krystal enjoyed the little love nip.
Shelly sucked on the swollen bud and lowered her hands to
the button of Krystal's one size too tight hiphuggers.

She pulled the two sides of the fly apart slowly enough
that the zipper slid over its teeth without any hesitation.
Krystal wiggled out of them as Shelly gave a downward tug.
With a small, but not significant fuss, the pants were
pulled over her plain white shoes leaving her in them and a
pair of white ankle socks.

"Turn 'er 'round, Summer!"  Shelly twisted Krystal by her
waist so her butt pointed to Dirk and his video camera.
"Nice tat' there, Krystal!"

Just above the crack of her buttock, she wore an angel with
a flaming sword.  Above it, flew a medieval like banner
with the words "my angel" in gothic lettering.  Below the
angel, flaming capitals spelled out "Christopher."

"Whoa, dudes!  Ol' Christopher is one lucky dude!"  From
where I stood, I could see Krystal wince.  "Does she taste
as good as she looks, Summer?"

Shelly knelt down and looked around Krystal to the camera.
"Let's find out, Dirk."

Dirk maneuvered himself into a flanking position.  After he
had gotten into a good spot, Shelly moved close to
Krystal's pussy.  Her tongue out snaked and touched the
spot where the other girl's clit nestled in its furry nest.
Krystal took hold of Shelly's head and held it tightly to
her body.

Shelly grabbed Krystal's ass cheeks and stroked them with
her long fingers.  Her spread hands covered most of the
whiteness between the light brown of Krystal's waistline
and the tops of her tanned legs.  For several minutes,
Shelly licked along the crease of the girl's outer lips,
which caused her to let out a low moan.

Shelly moved her head from her co-star's pussy.  She took
her hand off Krystal's ass and, with exaggerated care, wet
her index finger by sliding it into her mouth.  After
covering it with saliva, Shelly brought her digit to the
panting girl's slit.  She half turned to Fred and half
turned to Dirk and the camera.

"Good news, Fred," she said.  "She's tight as hell."

She placed a little more pressure on the finger.  With a
sudden movement, it broke through the barrier of her inner
lips.  It slid partially into Krystal's cunt before Shelly
stopped her progress.

A shocked expression passed over her face, but a smile
replaced it.  She looked up through the gap between the
girl's breasts.  The finger came out of the girl.  Shelly
tasted it with a moan.

"Tasty."  Shelly looked over to Dirk.  "Dirk, honey.  Why
don't you ask Fred what he thinks?"

Dirk began to talk about what was happening with Fred.  He
moved the camera with him, leaving Shelly to take care of
what she needed to do with Krystal.  She looked back to the
girl.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"  Krystal nodded.  "This
is forever and you may regret doing it this way later.
Besides, what about your fiancee."

"He doesn't deserve it."  She closed her eyes and continued
with a voice that cracked, but only once, "I'm going to do
this.  I don't care.  I want to be fucked.  Now.  And I
want that lying bastard to know it."

"Okay.  It's your life.  But keep quiet," Shelly glanced
back at Dirk taping Fred jacking off.  "Dirk doesn't need
to know."

Shelly moved Krystal over to the couch placing her with
Fred between them and the camera.  She then lowered herself
to her knees and her face to nuzzle against Krystal's furry
bush.  I could clearly see her tongue snake from her mouth
as her fingers parted the hair surrounding her clit.

Dirk walked around Fred's legs and took up a position next
to me.  I couldn't see the LCD with the camera in the way.
I did hear the servomotor adjust the lens for his zoom shot
of Shelly's licking along the hood hiding the clit.  She
looked up to the camera and winked at it.  Then, she
reached out to take between her lips what little of the
clit extended beyond its protective cover.

I headed for the kitchen to raid the refrigerator for a
soda.  I opened the bottle and stepped back into the living
room.  Dirk was taping Fred and Krystal making out.  Shelly
was still on her knees but out of the shot.  As she picked
a few hairs from her mouth, she saw me, and waved.  With
her hand away from her mouth, I could see the thoughtful
frown that she wore.

Flicking the last hair away, she went back to licking
Krystal and tapped Dirk on the leg with her elbow.  He
adjusted the aim of the camera back to Shelly.  He asked
her one of the standard questions, which she answered with
moaned yummy sounds into Krystal's cunt.  He panned the
camera up to Krystal's face.  She had disengaged from Fred
and had her head thrown back.

"Do you like that, Krystal!" he asked the girl, who just
groaned in response.  "Ever lick a girl before?"

"No," she said with a stutter.  "Never."

She had a slight spasm as Shelly brought her to a mini-
orgasm.  Her eyes closed again as she gave out a tiny
squeak.  Krystal placed both hands on Shelly's head and
held it stiffly still, as if she couldn't decide to pull
Shelly closer or push her away.

"Would you like to return the favor?"

Krystal turned her glazed over eyes in the rough direction
of Dirk's voice.  She stared with a blank expression into
the camera and nodded weakly.  Shelly had taken her face
away from Krystal's cunt but did slide a spit-wet finger
into it.  With apparent great care, she began to gently
pump her fingers into the girl's pussy.

Krystal looked down at Shelly.  With the camera pointing
away from her, Shelly smiled softly and gave the other girl
a nod of the head.  She then gave Dirk a soft elbow in the
leg.  Dirk turned the camera over to look into the stage
smile Shelly now beamed up to Krystal.

"Lay down, honey," she said.  "We can sixty-nine."

Fred moved off the couch, giving Krystal room to lie down.
She lifted her feet up to the cushions.  Shelly placed one
back on the floor and the other close to her butt so
Krystal's leg formed two shapely sides of a triangle.
Shelly stretched Krystal's arms out to the arm of the
couch.

Shelly hopped up herself, squatting over Krystal's face and
reached back for her hands.  She placed them against the
pale cheeks of her ass.  She leaned forward into Krystal's
crotch and lowered her own into Krystal's face.

"Just do what I do, Krystal."

"Watch this, dudes!  We got Krystal 'bout to munch carpet
for the first time."

Dirk moved around to target Shelly's behind as I took a
step out of the shot.  I watched the girls lick each other
for a few minutes before Krystal managed to bring what I
knew were a few very real gasps from Shelly.  Dirk stepped
back a couple of steps, and taking away the hand steadying
the camera for a moment, he waved Fred over to Shelly.

Fred looked over to me; I motioned him forward.  He
shrugged and moved into the frame.  Krystal opened her eyes
and saw Fred's dick.  She took her hands away from Shelly's
butt and grasped it in her hands.  Cautiously, she brought
it to her mouth.

She took a few inches into her mouth and held it there for
a minute.  Fred pulled out of her mouth and instructed her
to lick along the length.  He then had her line up the tip
with Shelly's pussy lips.

"That's it, honey.  Put me into her," he told her just
before he produced a groan of pleasure from deep inside his
throat.  "Oh God.  You feel nice, Shell."
With the last statement of fact (let a guy brag, besides it
was good enough to get him to forget her stage name), Fred
began to fuck Shelly with long slow strokes.  Shelly lifted
her head up from her partner's pussy and began to cry a
high-pitched squeak with each thrust into her.  Krystal
looked up in opened-eyed wonder as Fred plunged in and out
of Shelly.

At Shelly's request, Fred increased both the force and the
frequency of his pumping.  Krystal lifted her head back to
Shelly's lower opening.  Her tongue extended from her mouth
and touched the shaft of Fred's erection where it entered
Shelly.  As Fred withdrew, her tongue tasted the dampness
along its length.

Fred's cock popped from Shelly, and Krystal reached up and
pulled it back into her mouth.  With the head inside her
mouth, she began to suckle on it greedily.  Dirk moved to
an angle to better capture this with his camera.  He also
reached over to touch Shelly on the back.  With her
attention caught, he used hand signals directing her to
join Krystal.

Shelly slid off from on top of Krystal and the couch.  She
crawled over beside Fred on the other side of Krystal.
Letting Fred pop from her mouth, Krystal also slipped off
the couch to kneel next to Fred's legs.  Shelly took hold
of his cock and pointed it towards Krystal.

Krystal opened wide and took the offered head into her
mouth.  Shelly reached for the girl's hand and placed it
next to her own on the hard shaft.  Shelly removed hers
once the other hand had taken a hold on it.  She began
giving the girl instructions in a soft patient voice.  On
occasion, Fred would offer a syllable of encouragement with
a distracted tone.

Following Shelly's direction, Krystal began to bob her head
slightly over Fred's erection.  Shelly let her do this for
a couple of moments then asked for Fred back.  She mimicked
what Krystal had done a couple of times, then licked around
the head before running her tongue down the length.  Shelly
handed Fred back to Krystal, who repeated what Shelly had
done, causing Fred to groan aloud.

Stroking the girl's hair, Shelly said, "Do it again,
Krystal.  But look up at him this time when you do."

Krystal did so. They held their eyes in contact as she
pumped her mouth over his dick.  When she repeated her lick
of the shaft, she watched as he threw his head back with
another groaned affirmation.  As best as could be expected
with a cock in her mouth, Krystal grinned.  At least, she
did with her eyes.

"Oh baby, get me off with that hot mouth of yours.  Make me
cum for the camera," Fred urged her with a soft voice.

Shelly advised her to begin to pump her mouth faster over
his cock.  The girl did as she was instructed. Shelly
reached down to slide a finger into Krystal's cunt.  She
started to pump in and out in time with Krystal's bobbing
head.  The rhythm picked up-tempo, either through Krystal's
increasing excitement or by Shelly's direction.  I could
hear both my friend and the girl moan with their gathering
bliss.

Krystal reached orgasm first.  She let Fred's dick pop from
her mouth and gasped.  Both her hands took hold of Shelly's
hand and held it still at her crotch.  Shelly took her free
hand and took over manipulating Fred's cock.

By the time that Krystal had returned to awareness, Fred
shouted, "I'm coming."

Shelly moved close to Fred and softly pushed Krystal close
as well, which had the effect of blocking my view.  Dirk
walked around behind the couch and pointed the lens down to
the two girl's faces.  Fred cried out and his body jerked.
After a moment, Fred held still, and the girls moved to
touch lips in a lingering kiss.  Dirk shouted out his cut.

Shelly motioned for me to toss her a towel lying near me.
She used it to wipe Krystal's face, then her own.  Dirk
pointed out where the shower was and invited me to help
myself to anything while he started to edit the shoot for
his site.

I was waiting in front of the big screen plasma television
set, watching a satellite news channel when a freshly
showered Shelly came out.

"Where's Fred and Krystal?"  Shelly said as she dropped
next to me.

I put an arm around her and pulled her close.  "Fred got a
cab and they went back to the bar.  He'll bring my car
back, so we can just grab a cab to your place to get your
books if you want."

"Sure," she answered as she snuggled against me.  "I can
drive us to your place."

We sat a moment before Shelly said, "Ken?"

"Yes?"

"Krystal is a virgin."

"What?"

"Not after tonight she won't be, but she is.  We talked
about it before she showered.  She was saving herself."

"For Christopher?"

"Yeah, until she caught him with both her roommates."

"Ouch!"

"Yeah."  Shelly sighed.  "She's going to fuck Fred.  Then,
she'll let her fianc�e know and break it off.  She was
hoping to get it done just now.  So she could show him the
tape, too.  But Fred came too quickly.

"He knew.  He told me that he wanted to keep that off the
net."

"Does Dirk know?"

"Thank Heaven, no.  She'd hate having the way he'd use it
after she had chance to think about it."

We sat waiting for the cab another moment in silence.

"Does watching me fuck bother you?"

"Shelly, I told you that I knew..."

"Ken," she cut me off.  After a pause, she continued, "Ken,
people are possessive.  Especially over sex.  I mean, look
at Krystal.  She was saving herself for someone special.
And when she caught him doing it with someone else, she
threw herself at the first guy she could find.  Just to get
even.

"I don't want to lose you because of this.  But how else
can I afford to go to school?  There are only so many ways
for a girl like me to earn this much money this easily.

"Besides, I sort of enjoy it, too.  I like being fucked.  I
don't always get off, but it is like a fantasy knowing that
guys are excited by me.  It's just that you are the best
thing to happen to me.  You are sweet and kind and smart
and everything.  What the hell am I supposed to do?"

"Shelly, don't worry about it.  You won't lose me."

"Ken..." she protested.

Before she could say more, I touched a finger to her lips.
"I thought this through before I called you that first
time.  As long as you are careful and safe and do nothing
to purposely hurt me, I can live with this.  Shelly, I will
support you in this as long as you feel you need to do it.
I will support you in anything you want do.  I trust your
judgment.  I trust you."

I ran the backs of my fingers along each of her cheeks.

"And I love you."

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