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From: b_nyc4 <b_nyc4@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} RP: A Summer to Remember, Ch 7, revised
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Date: Sat,  8 Jan 2005 05:10:02 -0500
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DISCLAIMER: All character are fictional and are a product of my
imagination. Any resemblence to actual persons, dead or alive, is wholly
coincidental.  The reader agrees to hold harmless the author.  This work is
copyrighted, 2004.  All rights reserved.

   Chapter 7, revised



   Billy found what he wanted from Joe's sister's room--or, more
accurately, Joe's stepsister's room--and looked for a bag to carry it in.
He looked around but saw nothing.  He grabbed the wastebasket next to the
desk and dumped the contents on the floor.  He took out the plastic liner
and placed the item in it.  He pulled the drawstring and headed out.  As he
made his way down the stairs to meet up with the fellas, he passed Stephani
Shanski, Joe's sister.



   "Hi, Steph, want to go out later?" Billy asked not too seriously.



   "I'd rather stick my head under the covers and fart," she replied in all
honesty.



   "Oooo!  Sounds sexy!  Can I join you?" Billy loved to tease Steph.



   "Why don't you go play with some snakes, you ferret!"



   Ahh, the same old Stephani Shanski, thought Billy.  She wouldn't be so
bad if she wasn't such a bitch.  She was actually kinda cute.  Just before
reaching the bottom of the steps, he heard Stephani scream.



   "OH MY GOD!  Who the hell did this to my room?!"



   Billy didn't wait around for Steph to figure it out.  He ran to the
front door and hurriedly caught up with Joe and Wade.



   "What's in the bag?" asked Joe.



   "I'll tell you later.  Let's get out of here," said Billy.







   Chloe drove home in a good mood.  She bought four sexy outfits from
Victoria's Secret and couldn't wait to put them on again.  They weren't
really outfits, she thought, there wasn't enough to them; they were more
like lingerie themes.  "Lingerie themes," she said out loud, giggling, "how
clever." She got hot trying them on in the store and couldn't wait to come
home and masturbate.  Her mood changed when she pulled into the driveway
and noticed two boys sitting on the front steps.  One was Wade from the
other (horrible) day.  He was waving at her and smiling.  The second boy
she didn't recognize.  He was looking at some papers, but quickly sat on
them when he noticed the car.  What are these guys doing here?  she
wondered.  The dumb one must have told his buddy.  Damn it!  She was upset.
Then she saw Billy, the one she hated, emerge from around the side of the
house carrying a bag.  He was probably trying to break in, the little
bastard.  As long as they're here, she decided, might as well put an end to
this right now.  Chloe parked the car in the garage and made her way to the
front door.  She noticed that all three of them were undressing her with
their eyes.  Chloe felt a little embarrassed knowing that two of them had
actually seen her naked.  She was glad she decided to leave her packages in
the car.



   "What do you guys want and what is he doing here?" she said sternly,
pointing at Joe.



   "We wanted to know if we could spend the day with you," answered Billy
coyly, "and this is Joe Shanski."



   Chloe could not believe the nerve of these guys, the audacity!  She was
so angry she didn't quite catch Joe's last name.



   "I was in your Math class," Joe added eagerly.



   "That's great, whatever," Chloe was in no mood to be polite.  "Let me
make this clear to you, we are not spending the day together, not now, not
ever.  Do you understand?" She then turned to Joe.  "I don't know what
these two told you but they're lying."



   "Can we go inside?" Billy interrupted.  "I think you'll change your
mind."



   "No!" said Chloe tersely, and turned back to Billy and Wade.  "And you
two can tell your lies to whomever you want.  No one will believe you."



   "I really think we should go inside," Billy said again.  That did it;
Chloe lost her patience and her temper.



   "I think you should go to hell, you little creep!" Billy was shocked to
hear his teacher talk this way.  He had never heard a teacher talk this way
ever in his life.  He didn't know it was possible.  If not for the shock,
he would have been really mad.



   "O.k." he said, "I guess we'll just have to show you out here," and he
turned to Joe.  "Hey, Joe.  Show Mrs.  Myers the pictures you printed out."




   Joe reached under him and handed the stack of papers to Mrs.  Myers.  As
she looked at the first picture, Billy and Joe noticed her face change from
contempt, to surprise, to embarrassment, and, lastly, to shock.  With
trembling hands, she randomly looked through the rest of the stack.



   "You should look at them in order," said Billy.  "They present more of a
story that way."



   Chloe could not believe what she was seeing.  She saw herself from that
horrible day.  The pictures were all of her, stripping in front of two
boys. Her tits were visible and so was her crotch.



   "You really know how to seduce little boys, Mrs.  Myers," Billy said. 
"It would really be a shame if these pictures got out."



   Chloe was in a fog--and so were Wade and Joe.



   "Are you sure we can't spend the day together?" Billy went on.  "If we
don't, we'll have nothing else to do except to sit at home and print out
another hundred pictures."



   This was too much.  Chloe tore up the pictures and ran into the house
sobbing.  Billy shook Wade and Joe and the three of them went into the
house.  At this point, Joe and Wade were willing to do whatever Billy
asked. They were in awe of him.  They followed his example and made
themselves comfortable on the couch.



   Chloe flushed the pieces down the toilet and looked at herself in the
mirror.  She was trapped.  They had her.  There was no way out of it now,
no way to deny it.  Worst of all, the pictures did look like she was trying
to turn the boys on.  That kid Joe must have taken the pictures from
outside.



   "How could you be so stupid?" she said to her reflection.  She was left
with no choice; she had to go along with what the boys wanted.  Maybe later
she could convince them to turn over the negatives, or whatever it was they
were using to print copies.  Chloe didn't want to think about what they
might make her do.  She fixed her face and made her way to the living room.
The three boys sat around nervously making idle chatter.



   "Do you think she'll go for it?"



   "I don't know, but I think so."



   "What are we going to do today?  I really want to see a movie."



   "Shhhh.  Here she comes." Chloe took a seat on the ottoman on the other
side of the room.  Even in her foul mood, she could still light up a room.
She was so pretty.



   "What will it take for you to give me all the pictures?" she asked
quietly to no one in particular.  Joe and Wade waited for Billy to answer.



   "We just want to spend the day with you," said Billy matter of factly.



   "That's it?  What are we going to do?" she asked hesitantly.



   "See a movie, maybe get a bite to eat," then Billy added, "and anything
else we can think of."



   "What does that mean?"



   "You'll just have to wait and see."



   "I really don't have a choice, do I?"



   "Not if you want to keep the pictures our little secret."



   Chloe took a long pause to think about her situation, or the futility of
it rather.  She stared at the floor unblinking for a long time.  At last,
without looking up, she said, "O.k.  What do you want me to do?"



   Joe and Wade let out a sigh of relief, but Billy gathered his resolve.
"We want you to drive us to get something to eat." Chloe let out a sigh of
relief of her own.  Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all.



   "But first," Billy added, "you need to be punished."





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