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Angel's Adventures, Chapter Four

By

PlanetDweller


The continuing lifestory and adventures of Angel Green, her life,
loves, and her grade-school sex club affectionately known as "The
Tongue Club"


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"You sure me coming over at eight instead of my usual six
won't be a problem with your mom?"

"Nope, you know it won't be, Mom don't care as long as I do
my homework and tonight I have more than usual to do, have
got to write a report on The War Of 1812 for my AP history
class so yeah, eight will actually be better for me
tonight."

"See you then, love."

"I love you too Joni, see you then."



	Strange how life sometimes licks your hinny one moment
right after biting you squarely there seconds before. If
life was like this at just thirteen then I was beginning to
understand why so many of my adult friends, those in the
swinging lifestyle and those not as well, seemed so
confused at times. Life can be hard, life can be fun, but
it can also be so damned confusing.

	I still didn't consider myself to be lesbian even
though I was in-love with Joni, my twenty-eight-year-old
friend from Raleigh Friends swinging social club whom I had
been dating every week and sometimes more than once a week
for about a month and half now. As great as the sex was
with her, I simply enjoyed her. I enjoyed her company,
enjoyed her being my best friend besides my true best
friend Betty, enjoyed going places with her, enjoyed just
holding her close in my bed or hers. And yes, the sex with
her is incredible!

	At the same time Joni and I were falling in love, "The
Tongue Club", the sex club for our school that Betty and
Shithead brother Bobby and I started the other month after
the scene where Bobby took Betty's virginity in the
presence of her parents after they found out and weren't
upset and wanted to film that "special moment" which even
now was weird to me but that was okay because in the
meantime they had let us take over the old basement
apartment in Betty's house that her parents had remodeled
for her senile granddad but whom had died before he could
move in had become the center of sexual universe at Dunbar
Elementary with our short lifespan legend becoming set
forever when Maylene Horn, the most popular girl in school
who was captain of the JV cheerleading squad and definitely
one of if not the prettiest girl in school had somehow
found about us and asked us for an invite and then had
totally freaked even though she tried she still freaked
when the main crux requirement of becoming a member of The
Tongue Club, going down on another girl member who is on
her period and getting your "red mustache", totally freaked
her so we couldn't let her join and then she started
spreading rumors like you wouldn't believe about us, that
we were Satanists, that we drank blood, that we made
members fuck dogs and that we sacrificed chickens to
satisfy our blood-lust and on and on, all repeated nonsense
made our club the most legendary of cliques at school,
making me and Betty and brother Bobby and other real and
rumored members the most popular kids in school, at least
among all the guys and many of the girls.

	Yeah, the rumors got so bad that eventually a minor
investigation was held, the principal and some other school
officials getting involved, but we convinced them that we
were simply an after-school study club, that we met to help
each other with homework and such. The fact that our club
had a door with one of those five-button access locks to
the outside entrance of the old basement apartment in
Betty's house didn't raise an eyebrow, and thankfully our
no-porno and condoms left behind rule meant that when Child
Protective Services did pop up one afternoon at the house
and Betty's parents let them in, having nothing to hide of
course, all they found was a couple of old couches and some
old chairs and one old non-stained-sheets bed and a clean
kitchenette area with no beer or anything else except soft
drinks in the fridge and a couple of old TV's with
Ninetendo's and Atari's attached to them and some old
homework worksheets convinced all outsiders concerned that
Betty's parents had simply let some of her friends meet
there regularly to study. Somehow they missed the laundry
basket full of Nortex feminine sanitary products normally
kept in the closet that I was a beta tester for and by the
request of Mrs. Vareen who was my contact with Nortex let my
friends have all the free products of Nortex they wanted,
that and the small other basket of condoms and assorted lubes
and such not they those were ever used much also in the
closet but missed them they did.

Fucking clueless they were, but it was funny.

	
	After the furor had died down, we three founding
members established some basic groundrules.

Tuesday night was our "general meeting" night and all
members were expected to attend if they possibly could.
Between prayer meeting night on Wednesday and Girl and Boy
Scout meetings and basketball practice for guys and girls
on Monday and other school club and other outside
activities, Tuesday nights seemed to be the best compromise
for most.

We quit accepting "applications" from anyone and put
the word out not to ask us, that if a member was interested
in recruiting you, that you would be asked, and if you
asked it would automatically blackball you from future
membership. Any member could nominate anyone, but more than
one negative vote would kill the nomination. We took over a
vacant locker in Beren Hall as a "drop", where we could
leave notes for each other, each member knowing the
combination to the old Master lock which kept it safe from
prying eyes. At fifteen members with two or three more in
the wings waiting for more discussion about possible
invites in all parts of the school, this was the only
practical way to communicate with each other as a group
save Tuesday group meetings.

	I really wanted to make Joni a member but had been
voted down hard, everyone else wanting to keep it strictly
for those our age or close to it, such as my friend and
virginity-taker a few months back but who was close to our
age, JJ, old brother of my brother Bobby's best friend Joe,
JJ who was around sixteen. So, we agreed, no adults, not
counting Betty's parents, Chris(tine) and Pat(rick), who
always flitted in and out of our meetings, often bringing
in snack trays and always making sure "the clubhouse" was
stocked with drinks and chips and such, and who respected
our space and never interfered with anything we were doing
or not during meetings.

	The Tongue Club was Tuesday, Joni was always Wednesday
at minimum and often another night or day on the weekend,
Thursday was always "date night" with a couple or single
from Raleigh Friends, though it seemed like The Jenkins or
The McClambs or The Suddeths all of whom I thought a lot of
and enjoyed partying with were now in a constant rotation
and competing for my Thursday nights, and Friday night was
for resting when I could and catching up on homework due
the next week though yeah it was hard to hold to that self-
imposed rule since so many in my life wanted to date me and
there's only so many timeslots in a week, Saturday night
was another date night, and Sunday and Monday nights I
tried to keep flexible if not open.

I mean, at thirteen, school is a priority to me, not
sex, not swinging, though I know it doesn't seem like it,
it is.

To me, that makes me more of a true adult, knowing how
important to my future school is, than all the sex I'd been
having the past few months did. The sex had been and was
great, I was in love with Joni, but my future was most
important to me and for me to have a future I had to keep
my grades up.

	
"Brrringggg, brrrnggg!!!"

	Damn phone. Couldn't piss in peace for it sometimes. I
simply had to finish this report.

"Shithead, Squirt, Mom, somebody grab the phone!"

	No answer from anyone else in the house as I worked on
my stuff spread out on the kitchen table. It quit ringing
and then rang again a minute later. Fuck it, it might be
important, but I had to finish my report before Joni came
over.

"Uhh, hello?"

"Angel?"

"Uh, yes?"

"This is Riel Harmuth, I'm in your AP History class" my
curiosity rising.

Everyone in school knew Riel, and it wasn't a good-
kind of knowing, not mostly. No one really liked her. I
think a lot of that was jealousy.

She wasn't pretty but she wasn't ugly either, being a
head taller than any other girl in school and being the
star center on the girl's JV basketball team, even Shithead
brother had mentioned her to me in the past because she had
broken several long-standing school basketball records for
both girl's and boy's team, once scoring fifty-four points
in a game last year all by herself when supposedly system-
wide school policy was that seventh graders weren't allowed
to play on any JV team; yeah, right, unless they can score
fifty-four points in a game, that is. Tall, thin, small
boobs, long hair she usually kept braided and often bunned
up. Shy but not rude. Dressed semi-goth a lot of times, a
lot of black, a lot of longer dresses but with neat, funky
shoes and sometimes neat jewelry despite school policy
against that too. Tried to be friendly, actually could tell
a decent joke, but most of the time she was rejected by
those she was trying to make friends with.

What made everyone dislike her was that she was so
damned smart. She was in every AP class the school offered
and knew more than a lot of the teachers, I think. It was
rumored she had already scored over 1400 on her SAT's. She
was in my AP history class and knew more history better
than I did, but tried not to be a show-off in class, just
doing straight A+ work always without drawing too much
attention to herself.

"I'm sorry Riel, but I've got company coming over soon and
I need to finish the assignment on '1812 before they get
here, can we talk tomorrow at school?"

"Angel, if I give you a finished report tomorrow in the
style you normally write in, not sounding like me but
sounding like you, can I, can I have a few minutes of your
time?"

	What the? I knew it had to be about The Tongue Club,
and I knew she knew if she asked she could never get in,
never. But yeah, sure, for the report, we could talk.

"You can do that, write like me, write like I do, and
you'll give me a report in the morning that sounds like I
wrote it, and you just want to talk?"

"Yes, and yes."

	I was skeptical but as much as I love my history class
I didn't feel like doing another repetitious report. Sure.
Why not?

"Okay, meet me at my locker in the morning with it, and you
promise?"

"Yes, promise. I don't lie."

"How you gonna fake my handwriting?"

"I'll do it on my computer and print it out."

"But I don't have a computer."

"But you do have a typewriter at home, don't you?"

"Yeah?"

"I've got a printer that prints output that looks just like
it was done on a typewriter. It won't be a problem. If Mrs.
Moore mentions it, just tell her you thought this report
was important enough to type out. She'll believe you. She's
nice but not too bright."

"Yeah" I couldn't help but laugh a little which also made
her laugh on the other end a tiny bit "that sounds like it
would work."

"It will. I don't lie, Angel."

"I know you don't, Riel. What can me do you for?"

	A long pause followed by a deep breath.

"You know I'm calling about The Tongue Club."

"Yeah, kinda figured. And you know what we told the whole
school through the grapevine, that if you ever ask, there's
zero chance you'll ever become a member, you'll never get
an invite if you ever ask."

	A deep, audible sigh, then another.

"Yeah, I know, but I know you and probably no other member
would ever ask me to join, correct? Just be honest with
me."

	What could I say? No point in lying just so I wouldn't
hurt her feelings. Didn't want to be cruel but no point in
lying.

"Yeah, you're probably correct, I wouldn't and probably no
other member would ever invite you to join."

"Thanks for being honest. Then let me cut to the chase. I
want to join, Angel."

"You know you'd have to cut the head off of a chicken and
smear it's blood all over you and suck a dog's dick as part
of the membership initiation, doncha'?" my playing off on
the rumors still in circulation about The Club "and you
know by asking you'll never get in, not a chance."

"Hear me out. I'll make it worth your while if you nominate
me. I really, really will make it worth your while."

	
	A bribe. A fucking bribe. At least an attempted
fucking bribe. First time anyone's ever tried to bribe
their way in. Our club must be getting up in the world.
What the hell, might as well hear her out.

"What kind of worth my while? A computer, a new Compaq with
all the gizmos including one of those new V.32bis highspeed
modems like the computer center just got in? A new car for
when I turn sixteen? A trip to Paris?"

"All of that could be arranged" she said so deadpanned she
had to be serious "in fact, if you'll just hear me out, I
give you my word that I'll give you a brand new Compaq like
the computer center just got in that you mentioned, the one
stuffed with 1.2megs of RAM and the Iomega backup
tapedrive, plus a nice laserjet printer like I have and
I'll have it delivered to your house within two days and
then you'll have the perfect cover for my next and biggest
bribe: if you let me join, make sure I get in, I'll do all
your homework for as long as we're in school together, "

	Fucking A! She couldn't be serious. Could she?

	Her dumber-than-she-was fraternal twin brother who was
still pretty smart himself just not a genius like she was
just happened to be in all my classes except my AP History
class which she attended with me, so hey, this just might
work.

"You 'are' serious, aren't you?"

"Couldn't be more serious. Do we have a deal?"

"Uh, no" trying to recover my wits "not yet at least."

"Uh, why not? Everything you mentioned you wanted I can get
you."

"Uh, how?" my knowing the more or less answer before I
asked the question, the whole world at least locally
knowing her dad had founded one of the largest software and
computer services companies in the whole world, being very
rich though they never wore their wealth on their sleeves,
donating tons of money to charity but living in very nice
but not over-the-top house in the Wimbledon Acres
subdivision not two miles from where we lived.

"You know my parents are rich and that I have my own money,
basically as much as I want to spend."

"Yes, I do. And I don't want to take advantage of that,
Riel. The whole point of 'The Club' is for friends to get
together and have fun, sometimes which includes sex but
that's not mandatory, not usually at least. Friends for
friends. And you will have to sacrifice a chicken and drink
its blood and then suck a dog's dick to become a member.
More, importantly, we're not friends, and you're not
friends with any current member. So, as much as I'd love to
have one of those new Compaq computers and for you to do my
homework forever, I am going to have to say 'no', Riel,
sorry."

	I could almost hear the tears begin to well up inside
her eyes across the telephone lines but she didn't break
down and cry.

"Angel, take this the right way, but I don't believe for
one second that I'd have to kill a chicken and drink its
blood and then suck a dog off to become a member, but if
that's what it takes to become one, I will."

	Damn, she was serious and even more determined.

"Well, okay, there's no animal sacrifice involved or animal
sucking offs, but there are other membership requirements
that would gross most out, that's why we only invite
friends we know, we know wouldn't be grossed out."

"Like what?"

	She knew the door wasn't closed for good yet and was
still playing me a little. That was okay, I could play back
some.

"You know I can't tell you that."

"I know, and I don't care. Whatever it takes to become a
member, I will do. No questions asked."

	Damn, she was persistent. Damn, I had been talking way
too long, Joni was due shortly.

"Tell you what, Riel. Bring me a convincingly written
report for Mrs. Moore tomorrow morning and we'll talk
after school if you can hang around for a few afterwards."

"I'll do better than that. Why don't I have my driver take
us somewhere after school, say 'Cup A Joe's' on Hillsboro
Street" her blackdude driver always dropping her off in a
nice new but not snobby Chevy each school morning "and I'll
have one of my dad's guys deliver you a brand-new Compaq
like you want to your house tomorrow."

	What the fuck was I letting myself get into? It's not
like Riel was a total dweeb or uglier than the pimples on
Shithead Brother Bobby's ass, she was seemingly a nice
person if a bit shy like most of us are in Eighth Grade. Of
course she wanted to join The Club, who but a few true
geeks didn't? A club membership meant you were part of the
true in-crowd. Might as well go with the flow.

"Okay, I accept, but make sure it's delivered around six
p.m. to make sure someone's home, my mom works, and
absolutely no promises about getting in the club and the
Compaq is mine to keep, right?" visions of cutting-edge
1989 technology dancing in my head. I know computers will
be the future, and to actually have a three-thousand dollar
machine to play with now would definitely be of benefit to
my future and that's what it's all about, my future.

I could let her down easily a few days from now, tell
her she had been blackballed by other members. Sure, why
not?

"Thanks, Angel, you won't regret this at all, I promise"
her happiness at my maybe just beaming at me through the
wires.

"Don't forget the report in the morning" I reminded her as
a friendly knock at the door was answered by Bobby who had
made his way down to munch on the leftover meatloaf and
vegetables from last night that Mom had warmed over for us
tonight.

"I won't, promise, and thanks again" as my love Joni gave
me a hug and kiss on the lips as I rose to meet her and
hang the kitchen phone back up as Bobby paid us no mind as
I cleared the table off of my papers so he could have room
enough to eat.

"Where's Mom at?"

"Her room, taking a nap I think."


	I stuck my head inside her room as Joni nibbled on my
neck in her bedroom's doorway. She was asleep with her
clothes on in the dark, a bottle of Canadian Mist open on
the nightstand and filling the room with its stinky odors.
I needed to undress her.

"Joni, can you help me undress Mom? She's having one of her
'spells'."

"Sure" Joni always being my true love.

	
	We pulled her shoes off and unzipped her skirt and
unbuttoned her blouse but left her bra and panties on as it
took both of us to help work the covers over her. She
didn't move. Passed out from the booze, the booze strong on
her breath.

Jesus, I wish she would quit drinking.

But she was an adult, as she frequently reminded me.
And she was one gorgeous woman if she was my Mom. I kissed
her vile-smelling lips and put a hand on her breast, giving
it a squeeze as Joni surprised me and rubbed her crotch a
little and copped a feel of her other breast as I pulled
away from her.

"Goodnight, Mom, sleep tight" her passed-out-bliss keeping
her tightly in its own dreamworld where that reality must
be better than this one or she wouldn't go there so often.

"Did I ever tell you about the time your mother and I took
on had to be fifteen or twenty guys at a social a couple of
years back? I mean, we two had fun . . . " her voice
trailing off once she realized she had committed a minor
faux pas as we made our way to my room and my bed.

"Joni, I love you, so much" my lips finding hers, my hand
finding her now-naked pussy underneath the cover as we
snuggled close.

"I'm in love with you too, my true Angel, I do love you so
much" she kissing and groping me back playfully.

"Then shut up and eat my pussy" my crack cracking her up as
she playfully dove between my legs under the covers.

	Two hours later, well, actually three, almost eleven,
she left as she always had to do, leaving another small
piece of her heart in mine, the balance of her love for me
in our emotional savings bank rising with each visit and
subsequent deposit.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"Angel, Angel! Here's the report as promised!" Riel running
at top speed down Dobbs Hall almost bumping into a hall
monitor who fussed at her to slow down and stop running as
she caught up to me. I glanced over the report and it was
perfect, sounded just like I had written it, didn't sound
like Riel at all. She had done an incredible job. I was
impressed.

"Damn, gurll, even I didn't know The War Of 1812 was this
interesting. Thanks!" I planting a sincere but innocent
kiss on her cheek in acknowledgement and appreciation of
her efforts.

"You like, you're sure?" her eyes wide as she kissed me
back on my forehead, she being a good foot taller than me.

"Yeah, it's five minutes before the bell, need to run"
turning away as she eased beside me as my feet picked up
their pace a little.

"We still on for this afternoon?"

"Yeah, we are; see you out front after school, you sure
this won't be a problem with your parents?"

"My car has a mobile phone in it and Phil, my driver, will
stay with us a chaperone of sorts if that's okay."

	What the fuck? Chaperone? I thought she had real
freedom like I do.

"Chaperones aren't allowed in club meetings, Riel, maybe
this isn't such a good idea after all, sorry."

"Wait! Angel, wait!" she jumping in front of me to block my
path for a moment "look, I have as much freedom as you do,
I swear I do, it's just my dad is so security conscious
now, there was a threat to kidnap me a couple of years
back, Phil's my bodyguard as well as my driver, that's all,
my word he'll do as I tell him to and won't be in the
meetings with me and he'll keep quiet about anything I tell
him to, I swear I can do this, this is true, Angel."

	My eyebrows arched and my sigh sighed. I studied her
face for a moment in serious tone. She couldn't lie of her
life depended on it.

"Okay, we'll see. See you out front on the steps at four-
fifteen."

"Thank you, thank you Angel! You won't regret this,
promise!" she kissing me on the lips, drawing some looks
from the joes and janes in the hall but fuck it, everyone
knows that me and Betty are the school sluts anyway and
they're just jealous so fuck them. I kissed her back and
let it linger for a few seconds.

"See you this afternoon."



	I had never been to Cup-A-Joe's but Riel must have
practically lived there, judging by the number of college
students from nearby State that stopped by our funky table
made from an old trunk as we sat on pillows on the floor
next to each other at the hippie-painted trunk-table and
said "hi" to Riel, she exchanging polite kisses on the
cheeks with three or four of the guys as we sipped our
straight black Kenyan coffees with light sugars. I don't
like coffee. Riel should have had an IV of decaf plugged
into her arm the way she was gulping it down.

"Hi Ronnie" some very handsome dude with a varsity "S"-
initialed athletic vest said as he bent down to hug Riel
and kiss her lightly on the cheek, she reciprocating in
kind.

"Hi Other Ronnie, what grade did Prof Betters give you on
your report on emerging network technologies?" he sitting
down on the floor beside her for a second on the other side
of us.

"Oh, I got an a 3.8 on the curve, but it deserved a solid
4.0 or better. He told me afterwards my conclusion about
the Internet ever being anything but a tool for scientists
and academicians was just plain wrong, was too much of a
stretch, that's why no A-plus, no four-two or three."

"Damn" she turning her old coffee mug from the 60's up and
down to swallow the last little bit while simultaneously
motioning our waiter for another.

"Yeah. Who's your friend? She cute!" his arm reaching
across the touch my shoulder, more like he was in eight
grade with me than being in college like obviously I knew
he was.

"Oh, Other Ronnie, this is my friend 'Angel', Angel Green,
this is Ronnie Lapsan, middle linebacker for State's
football team during the season who knows more about
computers than even my dad I think" my hand reaching across
her chest to shake his properly.

"I don't know about that, Ronnie, your dad's a true genius,
makes I-Zen-Stein look dumb. Angel your real name?"

	Damn he was forward, even more so than most adult guys
I swing with in his own sweet way. I knew he didn't mean
anything by it. I smiled back at him.

"It's actually Amy."

"Damn, I didn't know that, Angel" Riel looking surprised
and expressing it.

"No one ever calls me anything but Angel, Other Ronnie.
Ronnie?" my eyebrows curling at her with question.

"Long story, Angel, but I'm known at school as Riel and
nowhere else, not even at home, a lot like you, Angel" her
face blanking me with more than little justified sarcasm.

"Hey Ronnie, you comin' to Tau's kegger this Saturday?" he
nudging his six-foot-something-but-muscular-frame into
Ronnie's, I mean Riel's body as a friendly but not
pestering gesture.

"I dunno Other Ronnie, I got pretty drunk at the last one
last month, don't remember all of it, did I really give
Pete a blow job in front of everyone?"

"Yeah, you did, but it was so late, what, two o' clock that
morning, that most of the brothers had passed out or gone
to sleep by then, I saw it and a few others did but not
that many, it was cool, not like you did something all of
us hadn't seen and many of us had experienced" his grin
ear-to-ear, she nudging her shoulder playfully into his
ribs as he hugged her.

	Damn. Seldom even at thirteen years of age do I
misjudge people but me thinks I may have definitely
misjudged Ronnie, I mean, Riel. She definitely had my
interest now. No way this scene could be faked.


"You comin' by the computer lab later? I know Mike wants
your opinion about trying to trace down that network
artifact that's been driving him and the whole staff crazy.
You said you'd help him, right?"

	Motherfucker, pardon my French. When I miss the boat
on someone, yeah, I miss the whole fucking Titanic.

"Yeah, but I think me and Angel here might have plans
tonight?" a look of polite lust deep in her eyes now, her
gaze fixing me as I sat next to her, my tail getting sore
and numb from sitting on the thin, worn-out pillow.

"Smoke?" Other Ronnie offering me a Marlboro from his
hardpack.

"No thanks, and I'm sorry Ronnie, I mean, Riel . . . "

"Call me Ronnie now that we're friends, Angel."

"Ronnie, I have a date tonight" not wanting to mention it
was with The Jenkins since it was none of her or Other
Ronnie's business but it was a "real" date never the less.

"Well, okay, tell Mike I'll stop by around ten-ish, I
should be through with my homework by then" she saying as
she moved a bit into me, the Other Ronnie getting up with a
strained effort from his flat perch on the floor, giving
Ronnie a kiss on the lips as he stood up straight.

"I will, and thanks."

"I'll have one of dad's guys come over sometime if we can't
fix it tonight."

"Thanks, you're always such a doll, doll. See you Saturday,
then?" he pointing his finger playfully at us as he turned
to leave.

"Maybe."

"Maybe then, see ya' tonight."

"K" she swallowing what must have been half a full mug of
the nightish brew.


"Well, what's the verdict?"

"I don't know what to say. I was so wrong about you, Riel,
I'm sorry."

"That's why I wanted to bring you here. No one at school
knows the 'real-Riel'. I just as soon keep that way. I know
you can be trusted to keep confidences. You keep all the
ones about 'The Club' so well."

	All I could do is shake my head in still-disbelief at
what I just witnessed. But I knew the truth was the truth.

"Thanks, I think."

"Meant as a compliment, a nice one, Angel" as she signaled
for another refill.

"I know, thanks. I gotta ask; if you're fucking college
guys, frat boys at that, then why on earth do you want to
join our humble little club?"

"Who said I'm fucking them? I'm still a virgin, technically
at least. But yeah, I've sucked more than a few frat-cocks.
Doing so gets me these neat invitations, even though they
all know I'm underage, they don't care because I'll suck a
cock or two or more depending on how drunk I get which is
more than a lot of their girlfriends will do. Sucking cock
technically isn't sex, neither isn't eating pussy."

"Uh, yeah, I know, I agree, I mean, you've eaten pussy
too?"

"No, but I'm pretty sure you have and that most girls in
The Club suck cock and eat pussy too, don't they?"

	Shit, pardon my French. How could I have been so wrong
about her? Yeah, she had her invite.

"Yeah, all of them in fact."

"And the guys suck each other off too?"

"Uhmm, no, they can if they want but they never do, I've
never seen it. But yeah, if you're a chick, you've got to
suck cock of all the guys there and eat pussy too,
basically whenever another member asks you to."

"Is that all there is? That's it?"

	Now, that attitude was almost rude. Yeah, she might be
sucking college guys off at frat parties but I had been
fucking real adults for about five months now. She didn't
need to know that, not right now at least. We weren't
friends, not yet, might not ever be. But she would fit in
with The Club.

"No, there's another main requirement."

"Wanna tell me what it is?" another long sip of the tannic
brew being drawn between her lips, I taking another swig of
my now-cold one.

"No, not right now, but I don't think you'll have a problem
with it."

"Why won't you tell me?"

"Because you don't need to know. You do need to know this"
my lips finding hers, kissing her deeply, my hand cradling
the back of her head, my tongue slipping between her lips,
she moving her head a little to better kiss me back.

"I really like you, Angel."

"And despite my better instincts, I like you too, Ronnie"
the patrons at C-Of-J's not even turning around to pay us a
bit of mind.

"You really have a date tonight?" she pulling away from our
kiss to take another last long draught.

"Yeah, I do."

"Who's it with?"

"No one you know, they don't go to our school."

"'They', as in plural, who you dating, a couple?" she
playfully kidding not knowing she had hit the proverbial
nail squarely on the head, I smiling back as I tried to
stand up, my tail being numb from sitting too long on the
thin pillow and hard floor, not answering her back.

"I do need to run. You and Phil will take me home?"

"Of course, here, please help me up, my tail's numb too" I
offering her a hand to help her up, she putting her arms
around me and kissing me firmly as a hand playfully found
one of my boobs underneath my Chitty-Lane denim top. Damn,
she was almost as much of an exhibitionist as I am.

"See me at lunch tomorrow. Sit at the table with me and
Betty and Rae and Candy. That will tell the whole school
you're a friend of mine now."

"We are? Friends, I mean?" our walking outside and to the
parking lot at The Brewery nightclub across the street
where Phil patiently waited for us.

"Yeah, we're friends, a little at least, enough for right
now" her smile so happy as she planted another kiss on me,
drawing the attention of a couple of drivers going down
Hillsboro Street.

"I'm glad. See you Saturday, maybe?"

"Yeah, Saturday would be good. Can you come over around
nine in the morning?"

"Yeah, and I can help you with your new computer if you
have any trouble setting it up."

"Shit, I mean, shoot, the computer!" Phil opening the door
for me, being the gentleman if employee of her dad's he
was.

"Don't' sweat it, I'm having one of dad's guys deliver it,
he's under orders to wait until someone's there to sign for
it, your mom or brother or sister."

"Thanks, friend."

"Of course, friend" she pulling me to her to make out in
the back seat of her car as Phil drove us, me first, home,
giving a nice show to a couple of motorist sharing our
common fareway back towards Cary "I can't wait to lose my
lesbo cherry to you, friend."

"Not a problem, friend" my hands groping her through her
top "not a problem at all."

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

	There was a strange guy in a strange car parked in my
driveway when we got back, just sitting there with the
windows down and bopping to some tunes from the car stereo
totally oblivious to the world.

"Oh, that's Mohammed, he's got your computer, Phil, wait
here, c'mon Angel" she getting out with me right behind her
as we pulled up behind her as Mom pulled in behind us and
gave us all dirty looks because the two cars were parked in
front of the garage door and she wanted in. I grabbed
Riel's arm and lead her back to Mom's car.

"Mom, this is Riel, uhhhrrr, Ronnie, she's a friend of mine
from school" Riel extending her hand to shake Mom's through
the rolled-down driver's side window.

"Hi, errrr, Ronnie, it's nice to meet you, but may I ask,
what is this?" Ronnie didn't blink.

"Uhhhm, Mrs. Green, that's Phil who works for my parents,
he's basically my driver and bodyguard, and the Indian
gentleman in the car ahead of him is Mohammed who works for
my dad, he's here to deliver and set up Angel's new
computer I'm giving her."

	Mom couldn't quit digest all of what was going on,
shaking her head a bit to regain her composure.

"What's this about Angel, a new computer? We can't possibly
afford one, you and I have talked about that" she scolding
me, embarrassing me more than a little.

"Oh, no, Mrs. Green, this is a gift, my dad's in the
computer business so this isn't a problem, I just wanted to
do something nice for my new best friend is all" Mom
outright staring at Riel like she had just dropped in from
another planet.

"Angel, don't you have a date tonight?" she continued to
scold as she hit the ignition key to crank our old family
bus back up "I'm sorry, Ronnie, this is very sweet of you
to think this much of Angel but we can't possibly accept
the computer; please have your friends back out of our
driveway so I can pull into the garage; thanks again for
the kind offer but we can't accept."

"Mom!" I literally almost cried. For the first time in
months, I guess since things had so radically changed for
all of us back in June, I really felt like a little kid
again, like her thirteen-year-old daughter who had to do
what she was told instead of her equal on most levels lover
and swing partner.

"Well, okay then, good to meet you then" Riel stepping back
from the car as Mom backed down the driveway.

	Shit. I wanted that computer. My future might rest on
it. I caught Mom back as she pulled curbside on Pond Street
in front of our house to wait for Phil and Mohammed to
move, which they weren't, Riel talking to Mohammed as he
continued to sit in his car.

"Mom!" I fussed at her as I leaned against the driver's
side door.

"Look, Angel, I love you Honey, you know that, but I've had
a hard day and need a drink and just don't want to put up
with this shit right now, and aren't Harold and Karen
coming over to pick you up for a date soon?" her eyes fixed
ahead and not looking directly at me.

"Mom, this is important to me. We're talking a three
thousand dollar plus Compaq computer with all the extras,
maybe five thousand dollars worth of stuff, and Riel's just
giving it to me."

"No one does shit for free, Ang'" her two "shits" so far
being unusual for her usually non-profane speech "so,
what's the catch?"

"No catch, I swear, Mom" she turning to give a totally
don't believe a word of it look.

"There's always a catch, Honey, what is it? What did you
have to do for this computer?"

	Oh, well. No point in lying. She'd know in a New York
minute if I tried to. Deep breath, quick.

"She just wants to be a member of Betty's and mine school
sex club at Dunbar is all; she's been sucking some college
guys off so I know she's cool, she'll be a good member for
us; she's in my AP History class; she's actually pretty
cool."

"How can she afford to give this to you?"

"Her mom and dad are rich, her dad owns a big computer
software company, the black guy is her driver and
bodyguard, Mom, for pete's sake, and the other guy is one
of her dad's employees; Mom, she can afford this, and I do
want a computer so bad, it's not like I'm doing anything
wrong" the muscles in her face and her body language now
relaxing.

"Oh, I guess so, but on the condition that Bobby and Jamie
can also use it. You and she?" her curiosity natural.

"Thanks Mom!" my lips kissing her both as my Mom and my
dear lover "and no, not yet, we kissed a little but that's
it, she's coming over probably Saturday, thanks again Mom,
I love you!"

"I love you too Dear, but tell them to pull on the street
and they can bring it in then, I need to park it for
tonight."

"Thanks again Mom, I do love you!" pulling away from the
car to go back the driveway to Riel.

"Everything's cool now, I can have it, Mom just wants them
to pull back on the street so she can pull up the driveway.

"Great, I'll have Mohammed unpack it for you and set
everything up, and on Saturday when I come over I'll show
you how to use everything if you haven't figured it out by
then."


"Thanks, friend" my lips kissing hers a tiny bit as the
guys backed down the driveway, Mom pulling up and Karen
turning off of the corner of Cornwallis Road three houses
down and in right behind Mom before she could even get
parked good.

"Hi Kate, good to see you again" swapping polite kisses
with Mom on cheeks as she walked to her before Mom could
even get the key in the front door good, a package in a
large Lechmere Electronics bag under her arm.

"Hi Karen, I'd invite you in but I'm dead, need to fix a
quick dinner for the kids and head on to bed; here to pick
up Angel?" as Mohammed started dragging the large Compaq-
labeled boxes into the living room from his car out on the
street, politely scooting by Mom and Karen and me as we
stood on our smallish brick front porch.

"Hi Dear" Karen kissing me on my forehead as she leaned
into me "actually, Harold had an emergency he had to attend
to at the hospital, a friend of ours had a heart attack
this afternoon and he's over there now and I'm headed there
shortly; I called all afternoon and the machine wasn't
working right, couldn't leave a message for some reason"
she and Mom touching arms side-by-side.

"Yeah, it's been hiccupping a lot lately, sorry."

"Anyway, here's a new answering machine" she handing the
bag to Mom as Mohammed brought the HP laser printer box in
and broke in the conversation to ask where she wanted the
computer set up.

"Karen, I appreciate it but you didn't have to do that, I
can afford a new machine, I was going to get one this
weekend."

"Oh, getting a new computer?" Karen asked as we all made
our way in.

	Of course not, Karen, we just decided to begin
collecting new empty computer component boxes is all. Gee,
adults can be so funny at times.

"Uh, yeah, Karen, this is Ronnie, Angel's new friend" Riel
having made her way from her car to inside the living room
with us, the two of them politely shaking hands and
swapping the usual pleasantries.

"Mohammed will also hook up your new answering machine
while he's here if you'd like, Mrs. Green."

"That would be nice of you, thanks; Ronnie, Karen,
something to drink, Coke, tea?" Mom making her way back to
the kitchen, us in tow behind her, no one wanting anything
to drink.

"Mrs. Green, Mohammed needs to know where you'd like the
computer hooked up; I need to run shortly."

"Oh, wherever Angel wants it is fine with me" she grabbing
a beer from the fridge, offering ones to all of us.

"I guess in my room."

"Angel, Hon', I need to run to the hospital, sorry about
having to postpone our 'shopping trip' tonight, maybe next
week?" she kissing me almost motherly on the cheek as she
turned to leave, trying to keep things lowkey between she
and I in the presence of Riel.

	Squirt was in our room finishing up what little bit of
her homework she had, stretched out on her stomach on her
bed.

"Hi Squirt, this is my new friend Ronnie, Ronnie, this is
Jamie, my sister" she shaking Squirt's hand as Squirt
smiled at her from the bed.

 "So, 'shopping trip', hu? You dog, I 'was' right,
damn, you're dating a woman old enough to be your mom?!?
Cool!" Riel playfully punching me on the shoulder
backhandedly as we sat down on my bed and Mohammed began
setting up the computer on the tiny old desk next to my bed
that I used as junk storage more than anything else, he
carefully cleaning the junk off the top, putting the tubs
of lipstick, the packs of eye color and blush, the new and
used Q-tips and the make-up mirror and all carefully on the
end of my bed as I took Riel's hand in mine.

"I guess I'm caught" smiling at her as I pulled her hand to
my face and kissed the back of her hand "yeah, I sometimes
see Karen and her husband, swing with them, your word you
keep this confidential, your word or your life!" playfully
but sincerely said.

"Cool your jets Angel, yeah, my word, my friend" she
kissing me as Mohammed and Squirt both ignored us "I
suppose you want to tell me now that you and your mom are
lovers too, hu?" her smile sweetly sarcastic. If she only
knew. Shoot, she'd find out soon anyway, not like the
members of the club have many if any secrets from each
other, kinda hard to when you're suckbuddies.

"Mohammed, please give us five minutes, go get yourself a
beer if you want."

"I don't drink, Miss Green, but thank you" cables and tools
flying still as he stayed focused on his task at hand.

"Mo', give us a few minutes, I'll come get you."

"I'm short one power strip anyway; I saw an Ace Hardware
right up the road; I'll go get one and be back in twenty."

	I looked deep in Riel's eyes, happy but for some
reason felt a little queasy, like me telling her now what
she'd find out in a couple of days was the wrong thing to
do anyway.

"That's correct, Riel, my Mother and I are lovers."

	Her gaze fixed hard.

"No way, no way!" she freaking a little.

"Yeah, way."

"But that's incest!"

"Yes, it is. Not only Mom and me, but me and Squirt here
also, and us and brother Shithead Bobby too."

"No way! No way!" she pulling away from me quick like she
was about ready to bolt for the door. If she did, that was
fine. The computer was going to stay.


"I'm sorry if you can't handle the truth, but this is my
life. This is what I have chosen, we have all chosen" she
now at the door ready to run. Let her. Her choice.

"God, Angel, you're sick, you'll all sick puppies. I gotta
go now, sorry, enjoy the computer."

"No, we're not sick, but yeah, go; I thought you wanted to
be my friend but if you can't handle the truth of my life,
then, yeah, get the hell out of here; see you at school"
the sounds of her clopping down the halfset of split level
stairs being her only good-bye.

	I just fell to my bed and buried my head in my
pillows. One tear then two then a few more wetted the
pillows cases needing to be washed anyway.

	Why the fuck was I crying? She and I weren't even
friends. Not really. Maybe I had seen a near-kindred spirit
in her somehow. Someone smarter than I was but who wasn't a
turd about it. Someone who even at our young ages had a
plan too, wanted to go somewhere in life, make something of
herself. Someone who like us all just wanted to be popular.
Someone like me who always tried to be honest and good.
Maybe be the older sister I never had even though our ages
were very close.

"Don't cry, Angel, you still have me and Mom, and Joni
loves you, and Aunt Mags and Susan and all our friends, we
all love you" my dearest little sister having crawled on
the bed with me as my head stayed buried in my pillows, she
snuggling up to me to comfort me. I do love her so much,
little sister or not.

"I love you, Squirt."

"I love you, Angel" she kissing me on the lips as her hand
played with my top-covered boobs a little.

"I'm glad you do. Finished your homework, want to fool
around some?"

"Almost, but yeah, let me finish" we kissing each other
deeply as Bobby stuck his head in for a second, having just
gotten home apparently from his JV basketball game, he and
best friend Joe also being on the team and Joe's mom
usually dropping him off after game.

"Win?"

"Yeah, fifty-three to Central's thirty-nine; I scored ten
and had five assists, Joe had eight with nine rebounds."

"That's good, happy for you."

"Thanks, Sis; Betty said tell you the answering machine
hasn't been working all day and she's called a bunch of
times, she wants you to call her ASAP when you can."

"Thanks Shithead, I will" Jamie making her way back to her
bed to finish her homework.

	Mohammed came back in with a new power strip. I really
didn't want the fucking computer now. Bad vibes. But I
needed it for my future. I didn't say a word as I watched
him finish his work.

"All done now, Miss Green, let me show you how to operate
it, if you have a few moments."

"Thanks Mohammed, but I know DOS and how to use it, I can
always get Riel to show me anything I don't know how to
do."

	Yeah, right. And Riel's gone from my life, for good.
Yeah, right. Sometimes even the best of intentions totally
backfire. Balance is balance and always kicks in.

"Okay then, but if you have any problems the two of you
can't figure out and I know how smart she is on computers,
she can send me back over here anytime, I'll be happy to
help."

"Thanks."

"Sure" he turning down the hall and leaving.

	I buried my head back in my pillows. Not to cry again,
but just to pretend today hadn't happened at all. Times
like these I can see why Mom drinks like she does
sometimes. Squirt came over to the bed and snuggled with
me. I turned to kiss her and she me. Her hand went down my
pants. I smiled. She always knows what to do.

"I love you, Squirt."

"I love you too, Ang'. Let's fool around some."

"Okay."

	Clothes being put on the horizontal closet otherwise
known as the floor, my dearest little sister just dove
between my legs, giving me the best head any other eight-
year-old could possibly give me. Two fingers began frigging
me. Nice. She always knew how to please me. Leaning back
and closing my eyes footsteps were heard coming down the
hall. Cool. I knew Bobby wanted a fuck from us both and
that was cool. He and I had become better friends as well
as siblings since we began The Tongue Club together with
Betty.

"Hi." It wasn't Bobby leaning into the doorframe.

	Couldn't fucking believe it.

"This room is for sick puppies only. Thanks for the
computer by the way. You can leave now, my sick puppy
sister and I were making love and you interrupted us. Go.
Have a nice life."

	She just stood there. Dried streaks on her cheeks
belied her recent tears. I didn't want to hurt her anymore.
I just wanted her gone.

"You really want me to go? I'm a sick puppy too, you know
that, I suck college guys off so I can get free beer and
for fun you know, you know, if this room is for sick
puppies then can I stay?" her eyes now all doe-like, her
voice sincere, her smile sad from hurting. Squirt scooted
up next me, her arm around my shoulder, holding me close.

"You really hurt me with what you said an hour ago, Riel,
really fucking hurt me."

"Yeah. I know. I'm sorry, really sorry. I didn't mean it.
I've just never known anyone like you. Never known anyone
who was having incest with their mom and brother and
sister. It caught me off-guard, something I thought
couldn't happen. I'm sorry. I want to be your best friend,
Angel. Please forgive me" she having made her way over to
stand next to the bed but didn't climb on it with us.

What could I say?

"Okay, maybe, maybe I'll forgive you, but you're sworn to
absolute secrecy for all you've heard and seen tonight,
right?" I pulling the sheet up a bit to cover my nakedness
somewhat self-consciously for some reason, uncharacteristic
of me "and I do mean 'maybe', no promises."

"None needed" she leaning over to sweetly kiss me on the
lips "what I saw for a moment while standing there was
sssoooo hot, can I join you?"

"Uh, not tonight. You really hurt me with your words."

"Yeah, I did, and I'm truly sorry. I guess I'm not invited
to join the club, then."

"I didn't say that" I pulling the cover even tighter to me
"but I will have to think about it, and I've told you from
the start, what just yesterday or two days ago, then I
wouldn't promise you anything."

"I know, and I appreciate your honesty. Can I still sit at
your table in the cafeteria tomorrow at school?"

	Shit. I did promise her earlier she could.

"If I motion you over, then yeah, if I don't, then no."

"Fair enough. Want me to leave now?"

"Yeah, it's been a rough day."

"I love you, Angel" she kissing me firmly on the lips
before rising, Squirt being next to me under the covers
shooting her a dirty look a little as she did.

"Uh, yeah, okay, see you tomorrow."


	Mohammed had hooked up the new answering machine that
Karen had brought over, as he had promised he would. Sweet
guy, he is. Actually it was Riel had promised he would. I
punched Betty's number in the phone's keypad, hard.

"Hey, gyrrll, I heard through the grapevine that you and
that supernerd Riel Harmuth were seen kissing in public at
Cup-A-Joe's earlier this afternoon? Want to tell me what's
going on?"

	Shit, the grapevine isn't usually that quick, like I
really cared. Who did we know would be over close to NC
State's campus that time of the afternoon? Betty was my
bestest friend anyway, always.

"Yeah, little pecks was all. Yeah, we were."

"Tell me about it, gyrrllfriend."

"Nothing much to tell."

"Don't hand me that bullshit, Ang', it's me, Betty, you're
talking to here" we both giggling at that.

"Well, okay, since you put it that way" as Mom came in and
kissed me on the cheek and whispered that someone had
brought in a bunch of food from the Hardee's on Maynard
Road around the corner and left it, obviously it had been
Riel, that was a sweet gesture, and for me and Squirt to
get what we wanted and put the rest in the fridge and that
she was heading on to bed, I smiling back at her as she
left the room.

	I told Betty the entire blow-by-blow of the past
forty-eight hours with Riel. She couldn't believe it, but
truth is the truth. I did leave out the part about me just
crying my eyes out for no real reason just a bit ago when
Riel called me a sick puppy and left that first time before
she came back later. Girls cry but women don't, not for
just being called a sickfuck they don't.


"Betty, my bestest friend, I want Riel as a member, she'd
be good for the club."

"No way, gyrrllfriend, she's too much of a nerd. She joins
and that will hurt the reputation of the club, of you and
me, it'll make us less popular. Nah, no way."

"When have you and I ever cared what the bitches and hoes
and dogs at school really think of us? When have we ever
really cared about us being popular or not?"

	Didn't have an answer for that one for a second.

"Hey, remember, our first rule: we only invite friends we
know and we like and know we can trust to join, friends we
know will enjoy and be friends with all the other friends
of our friends, and as far as I know, Riel doesn't have any
friends at Dunbar. Hu, gyrrll?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe yeah it is me feeling sorry for
her a little . . . "

"A 'little'?!?"

"But I consider her to be a friend of mine now."

"Only 'cause she gave you that computer you've been
dreaming about for ever."

"No, Betty, that's not true, that's a mean thing to say."

"Yah, I'm sorry."

"It's okay; tell you what; I'm pretty sure Mom will be home
Saturday morning; I'm sure Mom wouldn't mind being her
'first', I know she's taken the lez cherry of many women; I
was going to invite her over Saturday morning anyway and
fool around with her some; what if we say if she's cool
with Mom and then me and Squirt and Bobby, then she can go
through the initiation next Tuesday and if she passes,
she's in."

"I guess so, but only as a favor to you."

"Cool, thanks, My Dear, I love you."

"I love you too; did you have a date with Joni tonight?"

"Nah, that was last night, I was going over The Jenkins but
a good friend of theirs had a heart attack and Harold being
a doctor and all he's been over there at Rex with them."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Yeah, Karen didn't say who it was when she stopped by
earlier, just that it was a friend, but she was going over
to Rex right then."

"Hate to run but I got a little more homework to finish and
then to bed, I'm beat."

"Me too."

"Kiss your little sister's sweet pussy goodnight for me."

"I will" we both giggling at that "see you at lunch
tomorrow."

++++++++++++++++++++++++

	Riel came into the lunchroom with definite 'tude,
almost a swagger.

	She had worn a new dress to school today, a knee-
length white one with a large, painted-looked red slashmark
up and down it, more like a weird prom gown than a go-to-
school-everyday dress. I raised my hand and motioned her
over.

	Everyone else at our usual table, Betty, Bobby, Joe,
Rae, Heidi, also waived her over. There were another eight
or nine members of The Club but they were in different
cafeteria shift times and would have to wait to meet her on
Tuesday, I having put notice of such in our club's locker
and had written to them all I didn't want to hear any crap
about it, that Betty and I were calling dibs on this one.
Melissa, the sister of Bobby's best friend Joe who was
pretty close to my age and was in one of my classes and who
was also scheduled to join next Tuesday also came over as
we scooted our chairs closer together, Riel and Melissa's
chairs being placed next to each other across from me at
the end.

Riel eased close to me as she made her way through the
tight aisles between other tables close by, touching me on
the shoulder, Melissa whispering something in her brother
Joe's ear as she scooted to her empty chair at the end,
pulling her chair a good foot away from where Riel was to
sit. I went over to her and told her to move it back to
where it was. I whispered in her ear that in less than a
week she'd have to be eating Riel's pussy and Riel hers so
she might as well get comfortable with the idea of being
close to her. She frowned but moved her chair back to where
it had been as Riel placed her tray down next to Melissa's.

The entire student population in the cafeteria seemed
to stare in total disbelief as the ultimate gerllnerd began
eating her meatloaf surprise lunch with us at the table of
the most popular clique in the whole school. I whispered to
Bobby would he mind switching places with Riel this one
time and he whispered back "no problem". I saw more than
one open mouth with food in it as Riel took her place
between myself and Rae to the other side of her. Love it!

"Thanks, Ang', you're a true friend, I thought for sure
after my tantrum last night you wouldn't have anything to
do with me" she walking out of the cafeteria beside me as
Bobby and krew passed around us at quick pace the next bell
being in ten minutes but she and I had plenty of time, our
next classes being over in the next building.

"Well, I have to admit I was tempted, but Riel, I dunno, I
feel a certain similarity with you, like you and I are
sisters of a kind, know what I mean?" my arm lightly
brushing hers as some other kids almost gawked at us, the
now most popular girl in school (me) walking as a friend
with the most geek of geekgurrlls (Riel) side-by-side.

"Yeah, I do. So, am I going to get an invite for Tuesday?"
we stopping front of her AP Math classroom.

"Maybe, may-bee; if you can, still want to, come over to
the house tomorrow morning around nine; you and I will fool
around some, talk a lot, hang some, then we'll see."

"Thanks Angel, I love you!" her kissing me on the cheek
drawing the attention of a couple of knuckledraggers but
fuck them.

"Yeah, that's cool, see you tomorrow at nine."



	Not having much homework this weekend and not wanting
to call on Riel to do what little I had to do if and until
she was made a club member per her sweet offer, I should
say part of the bribe(s) she offered me, I had been hoping
to spend most if not all of it with Joni but she had to
work all weekend, something that had never happened since
we had known each other.

	Mom was out on a date with some new guy that she said
she was planning on telling she was a swinger and inviting
him to the next social, some guy that worked at the bank
where her company had its accounts at.

	I called Derr and Etta, the McClambs, but just got
their machine. Same with Harold and Karen. Same with even
the Suddeths and they were homebodies, always home when I
called.

	Called Ben & Denise and then Toby & Gloria, couples I
knew and had swung with at past Raleigh Friends socials but
no answer from them either. I just wanted a date for the
night, if it was last-minute.

	I could always wander over to Betty's but I knew she
and Bobby and maybe Rosa if she was available, Betty's
other best girlfriend, were doing a three and didn't want
to disturb them, Bobby and Betty seemingly falling in love
as much as Joni and I were. God, I do love Joni so much,
miss her so much.

Squirt was playing Nintendo in the living room. I'm
glad she and I had become as physically close as we had, it
made our emotional closeness as sisters even stronger. I
needed her to be close to me right now, needed the warmth
of her body next to mine but she was kicking butt on Tank
Destroyer that she liked to play and I didn't want to break
her game.

I went back to my room, got naked, pulled the covers
over my head and passed out from loneliness.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

	"Angel, get up, your friend is here" Mom rousing me
from a bad dreams' sleep, something about surfboards with
dildos fucking unsuspecting porpoises.

"Uh, thanks, Mom, what time is it?"

"Eight-twenty."

"She wasn't supposed to be here until nine; Mom, got a
minute?" rubbing eyes free from their crusting of sandy
sleep as Squirt in her bed on the other side of the room
still slept soundly.

"Sure, Hon', what's up, or should I guess?" she shooting me
a sly look.

"I'm that obvious, hu?"

"That girl loves you to death, you know that" she sitting
on the edge of my bed, taking my hand in hers.

"I know. But I'm in love with Joni, Mom, you know that, and
Joni me."

"Yeah, I know Hon', and for what it's worth, I think you
and Joni are a perfect match; she's definitely more lesbian
than you are right now, but who knows what decisions you
will or won't make between now and the time you become a
grown woman. I know that Joni makes you happy, that's all
that matters to me" she scooting up the edge of the bed to
kiss me on the lips.

"Thanks Mom."

"Of course, Hon'. So, what is it that I can do to help you
with this girl Ranine?"

"Ronnie."

"Ronnie, sorry; what do you need me to do, help break her
in?"

"Would you mind?"

"Of course not, you know that, Dear. You're positive she'll
keep her mouth shut about things?"

"Yeah, she knows about me swinging with adults and that you
and I and Squirt and Shithead all have sex with each other;
yeah, she's cool, but she's never been with another girl
before, and you are so good with virgins of both sexes" she
laughing at that as she pulled me up a bit off the bed to
hug and kiss me.

"My darling, darling daughter, I do love you so much."

"I love you so much too, Mom" my kiss passionate, my tongue
finding hers.

"I do want to work on the yard some later, trim some of
those dead branches off the old oak in the backyard; she's
downstairs in the kitchen waiting, let me go to my room,
bring her on up and we'll all have some fun."


	Riel was drinking long draughts from a cold Old
Milwaukee fished from the fridge when I made my way into
the kitchen, not like she hadn't drunk a few barrels of
beer at frat parties before.

"Hi Angel."

"Hi Ronnie, thanks for coming over" borrowing a sip of her
beer from her as I pulled her close to me, standing beside
her as she sat close to the table, her heavy winter coat
from LL Bean still on, her ski pants tight on her legs
below. God, Old Milwaukee can be such a skanky beer at
times, yeccchh!

"Sure. So, what's up friend? What we' gonna' do today?"

"Well, except for sucking cock, you're a virgin with boys
and girls, right?" my fanny finding the chair next to hers.

"Yeah. But not after today, right?" she grinning ear-to-ear
saying that.

"Well, with girls, no, but boys, that will be up to you. If
you want to save your cherry for a boy that's cool, it's
called The Tongue Club because all girl members have to
give blow jobs and pussylicks to all other members, guys
just have to do girls when girls ask for it, so yeah, after
today, your girl-cherry will be gone."

"Cool. If you want me to fuck some guy that's cool, I won't
mind."

"That'll be up to you, but let's concentrate on the matter
at hand."

"Which is?"

"Let's go upstairs. My Mom is waiting for you" she visibly
gulping hard at that statement and turning a little pale
too "don't sweat it, Ronnie; I'll be right there too, she
took my girl-cherry and my sister's too and has been lots
of other women and girls' firsts too, just relax and follow
her lead, she loves women and girls and knows just what to
do, relax."

"I'll try Angel, I'll try" her knees a bit wobbly as we
made our way up the stairs to her bedroom.


"Come in, Ronnie, I'm glad you and Angel are friends" she
patting the edge of the bed as she sat there in her bra and
panties "and I'm glad you choose me as your first. Just try
to relax, Angel will be helping out some too, just follow
my lead, and you can always say 'no' to anything, remember
that."

"I will, and thanks Mrs. Green, I do love you daughter" she
sitting down next to Mom, her heavy winter coat still on
protecting her from what she really wanted badly.

"It's Kate, Ronnie" my stroking her face with the back of
her hand, Riel closing her eyes at her touch.

"I'm nervous, Kate" she visibly shaking a bit now.

"I know. It'll be okay. I saw you and Angel kiss the other
day. Kiss me, Ronnie" Mom pulling Ronnie's coat off to
reveal a very expensive cashmere sweater underneath,
Ronnie's tits nice underneath it for her, our, age, Mom's
mouth finding hers, she relaxing more as Mom held her close
and kissed her more deeply still.


"That was nice Mrs. Green, Kate, you kiss good" Riel
sounding more like the thirteen-year-old girl now that she
was instead of the persona of the college student I had
seen the other day, Mom smiling at her remark.

"How much experience have you had, Ronnie?" her hand
cradling the back of Riel's neck and head as they kissed
more.

"With guys, I've sucked a bunch of frat-boy cocks from the
greek houses at State during keggers and let some of them
feel me up with my clothes on but never went all the way
yet; with girls, Angel gave me my first girl-kiss the other
day, that's it."

 "Why do you want to join Angel's club, then?" Mom taking
Riel's hand and placing it inside her fully-filled adult-
woman bra.

"Because I do, because Angel's the most popular girl in
school and she and Betty run the most club at school and
because I want to be popular, too, no matter what it
takes."

"Ronnie, sex is not the way to become popular" Mom easing
away for a second before grabbing the hem of Ronnie's
sweater and helping her pull it over her head.

"I know, and I'm not using sex to become popular, I like
Angel, she and I are a lot alike and I know we'll become
fast friends over time, but I'm not sucking or fucking guys
to become popular, I just want to be a member of The Tongue
Club is all" Mom now helping Riel out of her bra and then
ski pants and panties as she held a now-naked Ronnie close
to her, kissing her again.

"I understand. So, are you ready, Ronnie?" Mom now shedding
her own bra and panties.

"As ready as I'll ever be" Ronnie blushing a little at
Mom's nakedness inches away from her.

"I assume you've read 'The Joy Of Sex' or other sex
manuals, you know what sex is about?" Mom pulling her down
with her to the bed, stroking her face again, kissing her,
lightly feeling of her breasts, lightly pushing her legs
apart to stroke her pussy some without frigging it.

"Yes."

"Then just relax, and follow my lead; this is your clit,
Ronnie" she almost gasping at Mom's firm but gentle touch.

"Yes, yes it is!" was all she could manage to speak.

"And this is what a tongue feels like it, on it" Mom
scooting down to spread her legs and dive on her pussy,
Ronnie's eyes wide.

"God, that's so incredible!"

"Ever had an orgasm before, Ronnie?"

"Uh, no, I don't think so."

"Just relax and enjoy."

	Mom began a slow frig of her as her mouth never left
her clit for a second, Ronnie lightly grasping Mom by her
hair and pulling her even tighter to her clit, an emotion
and desire I knew all too well.

"Damn, uhhh, Kate, damn!"

"Relax" and with that Mom reached to the nightstand and
pulled out her favorite small vibrator and began working it
inside of her, Ronnie's hands now tight fists grasping the
sheets for all they were worth.

"Easier said than done" Mom and me and her all cracking up
at that remark as Mom dove back down to place her chin atop
the vibrator and her clit back on Ronnie's clit as she
continued to work the vibrator in and out, giving Ronnie
her first "Riel" orgasm.

"C'mere, Ronnie, suck my breasts, play with my pussy" Mom
urging.

	Ronnie sucked on her nipples for a few minutes while
stroking then easy-frigging her cunny and then without
urging dove between her legs.

"Is this how you do it?"

"Yes, Ronnie, that's good, just like that, that's right,
suck my clit, lick my lips with your tongue, keep sucking
my clit, work your fingers inside me, that's it."

	Ronnie got lost in her new world for a good half an
hour. I went downstairs to get me a Coke since my presence
wasn't needed then. Bobby was in the living room playing
Ninetendo. I sat down beside him and leaned into him a
little. He and I were becoming better friends, Shithead
brother or not he was.

"Saw you and Ronnie and Mom; so she's in the club?"

"Yeah, I don't think she'll have a problem eating a red
pussy on Tuesday, so yeah."

"She really give us that computer in your room?" his
fingers fast on the controls, pushing Super Mario for it
was worth, racking up the levels and the points.

"Yeah, and you can use it all you want, but that's not why
I invited her to join."

"Yeah, right, this is me you're talking to" he snaking his
frame into me with a hard nudge "tell me another whopper."

"Well, watch out for the trapdoor, you're almost at it."

"This game is mine, I have played it before."

"Sorry; well, her giving it to me got my attention, but you
know me, if I didn't think she'd fit in I wouldn't have
invited her, new Compaq or not."

"I know. She doesn't seem like a bad sort. Damn!" a second
upper level flamethrower frying Mario that I had never seen
before in the game.

"She's not, she's just lonely, she just wants some friends,
wants to be popular."

"Don't we all, Sis" he rebooting the machine.

"Yeah; whactcha gonna' do this afternoon?"

"Game this afternoon, Joe and his mom are picking me up at
one."

"Oh, that's right, forgot" my hands on his shoulders to
brace myself as I rose "have a good one, 'hope you win,
tell Betty to call me later, you gonna see her after the
game?"

"Yeah."

"Let me get back to them, see ya', love ya', bro'."

"Uh-hu" his twelve-year-old mind being on Nintendo more
than his girlfriend or me, if you want a good example of
what separates kids from adults.


	Ronnie and Mom were in a nice slow easy sixty-nine
when I got back to the room, Ronnie on top of Mom, her face
square against her pussy. I stripped of my pants and top
and joined them, kissing Ronnie's facial lips as she kissed
Mom's vaginal ones.

"Hi friend, where'd you go?"

"Just seeing what Shithead, I mean, Bobby was doing?"

"Is he going to join us?" words between licks as Mom didn't
utter a sound as she ate our new friend.

"Uh, no, not today."

"Your Mom is so special, Angel, thank you for letting her
be my first."

"Of course" my tongue now joining hers, licking Mom so
perfectly.

"Uuuhmmmm, nice" was all she said, or needed to.


	We three women made love for another long bit before
Mom noticed it was after twelve and if she was going to do
any yard work, get anything done outside, she was going to
have get out of bed, drat it all.

"Mrs. Green, Kate, thank you" Riel kissing Mom as they
hugged each other tightly, kissing each other deeply as Mom
tried to get dressed and Riel remained naked "and thank you
too, Angel."

"For what?"

"For being my best friend" yeah, I know, I was probably her
only friend but her saying that was still sweet.

"Of course, my friend, of course." I didn't say "best
friend" in reply, just "friend". I am always careful with
my words, my adult friends have taught me that, to be that
way.

"You're not jealous at all?" Ronnie rolling back on the bed
to be close to me as I leaned back to the headboard.

"You girls go to Angel's room if you want to continue this,
please, Ronnie I hope you had fun."

"I did, and thanks again for being my first."

"Sure thing; now, Angel, you and Ronnie go to your room,
please." Sometimes she really did still treat me like a
kid.

"Okay Mom" I pulling Riel off the bed with me as we made
our way down the short walk in the hallway to my room, Mom
trotting down the short flight of steps to the ground floor
in our split-level home.

"To answer your question, Ronnie, did I look jealous?" as
we plopped onto my bed.

"Uh, no, I was just asking."

"Mom and I are both swingers, we make love, we have lots of
different partners; why would I be jealous of you being
with her?"

"Because she's your Mom is why?"

"Noooope, not at all; I'm her daughter and she's my Mom and
we are lovers and best friends and always will be but nah,
I could never be jealous of her making love to anyone
else."

"Cool."

"Yeah" I playfully wrestling with her a bit, kissing her,
shoving a finger inside her and poking hard for a few pokes
just to aggravate her a little, she giggling and I giggling
and we both being happy.

"Hungry?"

"Yeah, a little."

"Plans for today, Angel?" she sitting cross-legged on the
bed as I put my head in her lap, looking up at her, she
massaging my breasts.

"Just you and me, if you'd like."

"Yeah, that'd be neat."

"And we can talk some, some more, maybe become better
friends, not just have sex all day."

"Although having sex with you all day would be very nice"
her right hand now back at my pussy, massaging my clit
some, gently frigging me.

"Yeah, it would, but I like you, Ronnie."

"I like you too, my best friend." I do wish she'd quit
calling me that.

"And I want us to get to know each other better."

"Yeah, me too. Let me go tell Phil that I'm staying the
night here so he can call mom and dad and let them know, if
that's cool."

"Yeah, that's cool. That'd be neat, you and me, and maybe
Jamie when she gets back, and maybe you would want to fool
around with Bobby some when he gets back, suck his little
wee-wee a little, we all could have fun today and tonight."

"Yeah, that'd be neat-o, sure" she getting up to go get her
clothes from Mom's room and go back downstairs to tell Phil
who had been patiently waiting as was his job being her
driver and bodyguard 24/7 that she'd be spending the night
and to come back tomorrow after lunch, he protesting but he
always did what she commanded, his little mistress.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++


	We kissed behind the front door, lightly hugging and caressing
lips before I let her go into the Sunday afternoon cold sun. Phil
was waiting for her at the end of the driveway, opening the rear
passenger door for her when she got there. Gee, it must be nice
to be rich.

"Angel, hon?" Mom touching me on my shoulder as she tried to
scoot past me to leave "you okay?" she stopping for just a minute
on the top step to kiss me on the cheek goodbye.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

"You seem a million miles away" she adjusting her best black
Coach purse over her shoulder, a new dress I hadn't seen before
looking very nice fitting her perfectly, new black pumps matching
her old but still nice purse.

"Uh, yeah, I guess I am" easing outside, the screen door closing
behind us.

"You and Riel have fun this weekend?"

"Uh-hu" my head finding her shoulder for a second.

"What's wrong, Darling?" she turning to gently hold me.

"I don't know Mom, I just really misjudged her, she is nice, she
became my friend this weekend, Mom, my friend."

"So what's the problem?" she kissing my forehead.

"I dunno, everything just gets so confusing, is so confusing so
much."

"Welcome to the human race, Hon', welcome to being a real woman,
hate to run but my new potential boyfriend I mentioned to you,
Marcus Sinden, is taking me out for a late Sunday brunch, I'll be
home late, there's a ten on the table if you want to get
something from Hardee's for supper for yourself and Bobby and
Jamie, love you" she pulling away and making her way down the
short brick front steps.

"Love you too."

	I went back to my room and buried my head under the covers and
cried, again. This crying stuff is getting to be tiresome. Damned
tiresome.

++++++++++++++++++++

~ Riel's Initiation ~


	Riel handed me a fairly thick stack of papers as we met in the
hallway of Dobbs, she pecking me on the cheek to the stares of
some fellow students whom I couldn't have cared less about but
shot them dirty looks back anyway.

"Thanks, friend."

"Sure thing, best girlfriend."

	I do wish she would quit calling me that. But having a homework
production machine at my beck and call is nice, a machine which
somehow sounded just like me and which would guarantee me A's.
And someone who not my best friend had become really my friend in
a very short time, just not my best friend, that was and would
always be Betty.

"Call me tonight, okay?" we making our way down the hall before
coming to the intersection of the other main hallway, she needing
to go one way and me the other.

"Come over?"

"No, call me, it's about tomorrow night."

"Oh, yeah, right!" she beaming at the reminder.



	Riel did look stunning in her "initiation outfit" which I had
suggested to her. One of her black goth skirts, a Missy Collins
slik-like print top, black highlace boots. She kissed me on the
cheek as she made her way into Betty's living room.

"Chris, Patrick, this is Riel."

"Ronnie" she quickly corrected.

"Ronnie Harmuth, she's one of the initiates tonight" Betty's
parents giving her polite hugs.

"One of the?" she couldn't help but say back at me.

"Yeah, one of the. Any problems, friend?" I grinned back.

"Nope."

"Good to meet you" Patrick kissing her on the cheek.

"You too, Mr. Magdanz" as we all made our way to the kitchen area
where the door leading to the downstairs clubroom was also at.

"Patrick or Pat, please" he nudging me and his wife out of his
way to walk beside Riel before offering a seat to her at the
kitchen-bar counter to one side of the kitchen.

"Patrick. Thank you for having me tonight."

"Certainly, though it's Angel and our daughter Betty you need to
thank, not us, we just" Christine his wife stepping on his foot
very deliberately to get his attention.

"Angel, we don't mean to rush you but I know everyone is
downstairs waiting for you two. Riel, good to met you."

"Thank you Mrs. Magdanz."

"Ready?" I kissing her on the cheek then her lips, not like
Betty's parents haven't seen me and all of us do damned near
everything sexually possible in the happy basement of their happy
home.

"Ready!" a blindfold coming from my pants' pocket and being
slipped over her eyes catching her offgaurd.

"What's this for?" her voice panicking a bit.

"It's part of the initiation."

"I don't like blindfolds!" she protested as I adjusted it.

"Ever had one on before?"

"Well, no."

"Then, if you want to be a member, Ronnie, shut up, it'll be
okay, trust me."

"I do."


	The blindfold was Betty's idea. She still didn't like the idea
of admitting Riel and wanted to stress her out more as part of
her initiation. We had never used blindfolds before in any
previous initiation but best friend wanted to with Riel and I
agreed provided the other candidates tonight also were
blindfolded through their initiation. Fair is fair.

	She gingerly made her way down the stairs to our "clubhouse"
area. Robert Palmer's "Simply Irresistible" was blasting away on
our new CD stereo system, courtesy of Betty's parents. Shithead,
I mean brother Bobby and Betty were making out like bandits while
fully clothed stretched out on the couch that had been pulled out
to be a bed, while Rosa was sucking Joe off both also clothed as
he sat in one of the easy chairs and Rosa knelt before him,
though it was kinda understood that on Tuesday nights when
someone or ones were getting initiated no one was supposed to be
getting any headstarts, no matter.

	The other two initiates for tonight had been made to face each
other and without arms hugging press against each other while
standing clothed in a corner, just to make them squirm a bit.

	Shu, the other girl to be initiated tonight, was a very popular
choice, she being a friend of Liz's originally who nominated her.
She was twelve, had nicely formed breasts for her slash our age,
ran cross-country track and also was a member of the student
council. Her dad was a businessman who traveled frequently back
to Japan, though she would be quick to tell you that her mother
was Chinese and her father Japanese, her face a classic
combination of both creating an Oriental beauty for her age. Her
mom was a stay-at-home mom, taking care of her and her two
brothers one older in high school and one younger in fifth grade
and a younger retarded sister who was in special ed class at
Dunbar, where she, Shu, also volunteered to help out with the
retarded kids from time to time. Her mom was also very active in
the PTA at Dunbar, organizing fundraisers to raise money for
instruments for the school's music program for students who
couldn't afford them.

We only had one other minority member, Zalika who was also twelve
and a friend of Candy's somehow and who was black but whose
single mom was a popular teacher at Dunbar, Zalika being one of
maybe twenty or thirty black kids period pardon the pun at Dunbar
but she didn't "seem black" if you know what I mean. So having
Shu as a member too would be a good thing.

	Our third initiate tonight was Irwin "Wink" Davis and was a
beyond unanimous choice. More or less Heidi's boyfriend, he being
fourteen like she was, he was tall and handsome and friendly and
smart and just one of the nicest guys you'll ever met, the kind
of guy who deserved to be a member of The Tongue Club. Even
though he was Heidi's boyfriend and obviously knew what "the
club" was and knew she was in it, he never once asked her for an
invitation. When she invited him to join he was thrilled of
course, what fourteen-year-old boy wouldn't have been? He was
also popular because his older brother had organized and paid for
a couple of beer parties out in the woods off of Piney Plains
Road this past summer for a bunch of his friends that had grown
in legend each time their recounting was told. Heidi had asked us
all not to want to fuck him though she was certain we all would,
describing his cock in terms of large sausage rather then typical
young boy finger-sized. Yeah, like I
 can't get full-grown adult male cock anytime I want it.

	You could almost see Wink's cock bulging through his pants as
Liz and Bree encouraged him and Shu to press even closer to each
other while standing in the corner.

"C'mon, Ronnie, it's time" I nudging her out into the middle of
the room as Liz and Bree lead the other two to be next to her as
Betty put on Def Leperd's "Hysteria" CD.

"You have been chosen to become members tonight of the most
exclusive club that Dunbar or any school in Wake County has ever
seen. You have been asked to join because all the members here
feel you'd fit in with our purpose, which is have fun with
friends, a lot of that fun being oral-oriented sex but not just
all. By agreeing to become members, you have to swear on your
life that anything you see, do, participate in, hear, talk about,
do will remain a secret for the rest of your life. If you can't
agree to this, please say so now, you can leave and no hard
feelings" my adult-sounding brother Bobby giving a version of the
standard spiel to them, none of them saying a word to the
different.

"This is a sex club, make no mistake" Betty took over as she and
then the rest of the members began lightly feeling up the three
new candidates through their clothes as we milled around them
"each one of you knows you will have to suck off other members,
girls and boys if you're a girl or girls only if you're a guy, at
the request of any other member when you're here, at any time,
you knew that" I kissing Shu on the lips while groping her and
Bree did the same to Wink and Rae did to Riel "you know the rest,
or maybe you don't but will find out soon" she giggled as our
pass-around gropes of the new members continued, all three took
several deep breaths.

	
	Candy dropped Riel's skirt to the floor beside me as I pulled
Wink's pants down and played with his cock some. Wow, Heidi
wasn't kidding! He wasn't as big as, say, Frank from the swing
club but was definitely as large as many of the adult men I've
been with. His cock rose quickly to my touch. Looking down at it,
stroking it, sharing it with Rosa and Mellisa some, I couldn't
help but notice a "Christian Dior" tag inside Riel's otherwise
unremarkable black gothgurll skirt as Rae and Betty both heavily
gropped Riel though her black bra and panties.

"Now, to your knees, initiates" my old and still sometimes
boyfriend JJ barked.

	One by one the guys, Bobby and JJ and JJ's younger brother and
Bobby's best friend Joe and Blake and Tim all shoved their cocks
into Shu's and Riel's mouth, mouthfucking them enough to make
sure they're for real and enough for their own pleasure but not
enough to come in their mouths, not yet. With Wink's initiation
tonight, that would be six boys to twelve girls, counting Riel
and Shu tonight, just the right proportions. Riel who had been
sucking college frat boys off for some months or longer
enthusiastically swallowed their cocks deep-throat while Shu was
definitely less experienced but no less eager and willing. Bree
groped Shu from behind, feeling her tits now exposed her bra on
the floor while shoving her hand down her panties to grope her
pussy while Melissa did the same to Riel next to her, both
starting to get into it.

"Scoot this way" I gently shooed them, making them waddle over to
the edge of the sleeper-couch-bed on their knees though they
didn't know that because they were still quite blindfolded. Yeah,
the blindfolds were a nice touch, made the initiation seem more
like a real initiation.

	Getting some lengths of rope from the closet along with the
basket of Nortex stuff and the basket of condoms and such and
some other stuff too, Blake and Thayer, pardon me, he hates to be
called that, Tim tied the wrists of our candidates behind their
backs, a new wrinkle that had been suggested by Bobby after our
Uncle Sam had invited him over to their and Mom's Wednesday night
"bridge game" and he ended showing him how much fun it was to tie
up both Mom and her sister our Aunt Susan and then play with them
some while they were tied up much like Uncle Sam used to do with
me when I used to go over there with Mom a few short months ago.

	Wink protested loudly to being tied up. Betty kissed him on the
lips and told him not to worry. He protested loudly again,
demanding to be untied. His girlfriend and one of us' Heidi
kissed him and told him not to sweat it. He still demanded to be
untied. I walked over to him and whispered in his ear that if I
untied him that was "it", that he was out of the club for good
and "trust me, just be calm and it'll be over soon, we're not
going to paddle you or anything, just do what you're told, okay?"
he nodding "yes".

	With the three of them lined up at the edge of bed, each member
now undressed in turn scooted to the edge of the bed so that
their crotch was at the end of the bed while another member
shoved a candidate's face forward into a girl's pussy or guy's
cock if they were girls or a girl's pussy only if a guy and made
them lick and suck for a minute or two in turn each member, Heidi
being the last since she was the only member on her period right
then and the whole point of the club was unrestricted sexual and
personal freedom and friendship and without the desire and
ability to suck on a bleeding pussy then the freedom of
friendship that the club offered wasn't as special. Besides, it
was me and Shithead Brother and Betty that had started this and
we all enjoyed period sex.

"Damn, steak tartar, tastes damn good!" Riel quipped as she
leaned into Heidi's bleeding pussy even tighter than Betty was
forcing her head forwards to it, eagerly lapping away the
mid-cycle flow of her new friend and now-fellow club member.

	Shu did balk for a second while being made to go down on Heidi,
made a couple of gagging sounds like she was going to throw up
but somehow didn't and stuck it out, lapping Heidi's cunt clean
for the last act of an initiate.

	Betty got on the newly installed intercom that had stations at
the separate outside entrance door to the basement area and also
upstairs to the kitchen and to her parents' and her bedroom too
and told her parents that the initiations were over and asked
them to bring the refreshments down.

	Untying them, we moved them back to the middle of the room and
removed their blindfolds, handing them their tops or in Wink's
case his shirt but nothing else all of us being quite naked and
happy. Then, in one perfect moment, the sponsor of each, me for
Riel and Heidi for Wink of course and Liz for Shu, were handed
"Tongue Club" lapel pins that Betty and I had found at Spencer's
in the mall that seemingly long time ago and with the placement
of the pins on their tops and sealed with a deep kiss to the
lips, our initiates had become official Tongue Club members.

Riel just beamed at me with a "I love you so much!" whispered
aloud.

"I know" as I held her close and kissed her deeply, to be joined
by best friend Betty who also kissed her and me in a nice-triple
kiss.

"Welcome to the club."

"Thanks Betty, and thanks for not blackballing me."

"No problem. You're actually much nicer than I though you'd be.
And you seem sweet" she kissing her while Riel groped my bare
breasts some while Betty pulled Riel's top off and we three got
lost in the moment.

"Riel" JJ said as he came over.

"Riel?" Blake said as he also came over.

"Riel!" Candy said as she came over to our forming little group
in the middle of the room, as did Melissa and Wink as well, all
wanting oral attention from Riel.

"Hey everyone, no one but non-friends calls me Riel, it's Ronnie
from now on, okay?" everyone nodding back "and of course I'll be
happy to suck all of you off, just can't do more than one at a
time, let me lay down and you guys'll just have to take turns"
everyone smiling and giggling at that as she lay down on one of
the mats near the TV as JJ took first dibs, she getting on all
fours to front-throat him as Candy began eating her pussy from
behind as she did, she quickly floating off to blissland. Yeah,
my friend, Riel, who now has some other "Riel" friends.

"Hey Ang', wanna do me?" Heidi touching my shoulder as she kissed
me on the cheek from behind as I made my way over to Pat and
Chris and the snack canap� trays they held like waiters in some
fancy restaurant while milling around the evolving fun of their
daughter's friends were having.

"Sure, as long as you let me have a sample of Wink's cock before
the night is over" we laying down on the floormat near the closet
where Zalika and Rosa were petting and kissing and frigging each
other gently and Bree and Rosa were in a slow sixty-nine next to
them we finding room at the other end near the wall.

"Sure, no problem" as she lay down her back against the wall and
I scooted between her legs, Betty throwing us one of the old
period blood bathtowels we kept handy and I working it under her
butt before diving down on her dripping pussy. For some reason,
Heidi's blood didn't have the same metallic taste sometimes that
most of the other girls' period blood often did, usually tasted
if not sweet then at least different somehow.

"You're a sweety, Heidi, especially since you said he was
offlimits."

"Well, you do swing, Angel, with grown guys and all, it's not
you're going to try to steal him away from me, I just didn't,
don't want the other girls trying to steal him away from me" two
of my fingers now inside her and my tongue firmly on her clit as
Bree now beside me nuzzled me to open my legs for her mouth to my
own slit, she being okay but not the best female head-giver.

"That is true, I won't try to steal him from you, my word" my
mouth now sucking on her clit hard while frigging her harder, her
blood covering my hand pretty good, she rolling her eyes back
some and taking deep breaths before having a couple of nice
little comes.


	In the meantime Riel was on her knees sucking Bobby off while
she played with Tim with her right hand as he stood beside her
and frigged Rosa some with her left hand as she stood next to her
on her other side. I joined Riel's suck of brother just to make a
point. I wish Squirt, little sister could be here and while
technically well more than technically she was a member it was
understood she wouldn't be here on "initiation nights" like
tonight, Rae raising that objection some weeks back for some
reason but she was welcome any other time. Bobby responded to
Riel's and mine double suck on either side of him, finally,
coming, squirting, she and I sharing kisses as we shared his
spunk.

"Damn Ronnie, Sis', damn" was all he managed to say before
retreating over the Chris and her tray of demi-wine-drinks, they
permitting alcohol only on initiation nights like tonight, small
glasses of red wine cut half-and-half with water so no one would
get too much a buzz, he downing two quickly before heading to the
bathroom.

	Shu and Liz and Rosa now were on the bed in a nice threeway
which became a fourway when I broke into their chain, taking my
place at Shu's pussy and Liz at mine as a new "link". Shu moved
her head a little and look down towards me, smiling. I licked the
outside of her asshole a little, for a few quick licks, and made
her smile even more.


	As much as I loved swinging with adults, couples, adult guys and
women, as much as I loved Joanie because she was fellow bislut
just like me and loved me as much as I loved her, this place,
this time, this moment was "home" for me, more than swinging with
the McClambs or Harold and Karen or at Raleigh Friends, was more
of who I was and am. I am, after all, a thirteen-year-old girl. I
may look like a young woman to many, in fact I know I do, I may
have lots of sex experience now, I may enjoy both boys and girls,
but the fact of the matter is I am still a girl, and it's a
different kind of fun with girls and boys my own age than with
adults. Like I've said before, it's less manic, has less
expectations, is more about fun and less about sex if that makes
any sense.

"Can a friend get some head from a friend?" Riel asked as I came
back from a quick pee, Liz darting past me as I opened the
bathroom door (we all see each other naked so much, have friggin'
orgies with each other, why does almost everyone close the
bathroom door when they need to "go"?).

"Sure thing. Thanks."

"You're thanking me?" as her arm went around my waist and mine
around hers and we kissed on the way to one of the mats "for
what?" a look of puzzlement coming over her face.

"For being my friend, Ronnie, for being my friend" she laying
down and propping her legs up as I propped up on my elbows
between them before beginning a nice, easy, slow lick of her
pussy.

"Uh, sure thing, Angel, sure thing" she leaning back on her
elbows to prop up enough to enjoy "the show" and my tongue doing
its magic on her clit and lips.


	I got lost in her essence for a while before noticing that Betty
was starting to put her clothes back on while talking with her
parents to one side of the room and Heidi was putting a fresh
pad, one of those slightly wedge-shaped Nortex maxipads, in her
panties as Wink her boyfriend "helped" her and the other members
were wandering around trying to find their various articles of
previously shed clothing. I guess it was time to go.


"Angel" Chris, Betty's mother, got my attention as I finished
dressing as she walked over to me "have you got a few minutes
after the others leave?"

"Uh, yeah, sure, what's up?"

"If you don't mind, can we wait until the others leave?"

"Sure" putting my shoes on "need any help cleaning up, Chris?"

"No, thanks, we've got it. Just wait upstairs on the couch if you
would; Patrick and I would like to talk with you."

"Sure" my curiosity growing by the second "sure."



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