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From: Robert Barter <dharmabum96@yahoo.ca>
Subject: {ASSM} Janey T
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I have to acknowledge the pivotal role my fifteen year-old brother, Tom,
played in my initial exposure to the intimate details of the female body.

   It began with us just sitting around in his room.  I had spotted some
magazines partially hidden under his dresser and had reached over and
pulled them out.  They were magazines like those kept on the top shelves in
some stores.  Kept out of my reach.  "Have you ever looked at 'zines like
these?" he asked.  I said "No," and started browsing.

   Tom dropped down off his bed and sat next to me as I looked.  This went
on for a while, then he asked, "Have you ever seen a naked woman in the
flesh?" I responded that "I haven't even seen one in pictures before
today."

   "What about that girl that hangs around with you and your friends?"
"Janey!" I asked.  "None of us have ever seen under her dress.  Chuck once
tried to kiss her, but she just pushed him away."

   "She has a pretty good body for a little girl, how old is she, twelve?"
asked Tom.  "No, I think she is just eleven."

   We sat there awile just looking through the pages of the magazine, then
Tom asked, " Would you like to see her naked?" "Sure," I answered, "Of
course I would." "Let me think on it awhile." came back from Tom.  Then he
got up and said "I'm going downstairs to get something to eat.  Be sure to
put those magazines back where you found them when you finish looking."

   The next day Tom called me into his room.  "Bob, when was the last time
you played cowboys and indians?"

   "Not since I was like seven."

   "Well you and your friends are going to play one more time."

   "How am I supposed to get them to play a baby game like that?"

   "When you tell them my plan, they will be more than willing to play. 
But you can't tell Janey.  What you tell Janey," said Tom looking up at the
ceiling, "is that you want to play one more time, but this time dressed
like people did back then".

   "What is your plan, then?" I asked, and Tom told me.

   Later that day I called each of my friends and told them that they
should go through their closets and see if they had anything suitable for a
cowboy or indian of the last century to wear.  I also arranged for us to
meet.

   We live in a farming community just outside Wilmington.  A lot of the
farms are abandoned and we often play in the fields and forests of the
area.

   Six of us met, myself, Len, who probably had the only chance with Janey,
Rick, the oldest at fourteen, Chuck, Tony and Ed.  I went over the plan. 
Between us we had enough duds to make acceptable period clothing for us
all. Then we scouted the area and planned out what to do.

   Later that night I called Janey.  Initially she wasn't really interested
until I said that we would dress up like back then.  She perked up.  I
asked her if she had any full length dresses rather than skirts or jeans
and she said that she did.  I asked her to put her hair up in braids and We
agreed to meet with the others the next day at one of the farms.

   When we met the next day we divided up into two groups, Len, Chuck and
Tony were the indians and Rick, Ed and I were the cowboys.  Janey played
Len's squaw.  We split up, the cowboys heading for an old farmhouse and the
indians heading for the woods.

   The plan was for the indians to go to a small clearing in the woods and
then leave Janey there while the rest went off to attack the cowboys in the
farmhouse.  We had cut several branches the day before and left them
around, It was to be Janey's job to build a sort of lean-to for the camp.
We cowboys, being in on the plan, left the farmhouse immediately and met
the indians half-way.  The indians, along with Ed circled around to return
to the indian camp while Rick and I went straight there.

   As we snuck up on the clearing, I saw Janey, about 5' 4", with a slim,
but solid body and flaming red hair.  She had her hair in braids and was
wearing a heavy calico dress extending to below her knees and only
supported by her shoulders.  She had a stack of branches beside her and was
in the process of leaning them against a pole streched between low branches
of two trees.  We came up behind her and Rick grabbed her around her waist
also trapping her arms.

   "Jesus, you guys really scared me," Janey complained while struggling to
escape.

   "Where are the others," I asked.

   "Screw you and the horse you rode in on, white man," said Janey playing
her part.

   "Let's tie her hands and wait for the indians to return," Rick
suggested. I pulled out a short piece of rope and tied her wrists in front,
then I threw the end of the rope over a branch and tied it again.  "If you
make a peep I will gag you, squaw, so you better keep quiet," I said. 
Janey just stuck out her tongue.

   After a few minutes of pretending to look out from the camp to see if
anyone was coming, Rick said, "I bet they are attacking Ed in the
farmhouse. We better get over there and help him."

   "But we can't just leave this squaw here, she could escape and we can't
take her with us or she could give us away," I observed.  "We have to do
something so she can't untie herself,"

   "She couldn't untie herself if she couldn't see," ventured Rick, "but if
we blindfolded her she might move it off her eyes and still get away."

   "I've got an idea, crouch down so I can get on your shoulders," I said
pulling another short piece of rope from my pocket.

   Rick crouched down and I sat on his shoulders.

   "And what are you two on about?" asked Janey, somewhat out of character.


   Once I was up I said, "Grab the bottom of her dress and pass it up to
me."

   Rick grabbed Janey's dress and stood up pulling the dress with him.  I
grabbed it while Janey was sayng "Hey!  Hey!  Hey!  What are you guys
doing? Let go of my dress."

   I pulled the dress above her head while noticing her white flowered
panties and bare breasts.

   Cinching the dress above her head with the rope I almost fell as Rick
was backing away to escape Janey's flailing legs and feet.

   "Okay guys, joke's over.  Let me go," pined Janey.  "Shutup squaw," I
said,"or we will gag you as well."

   Let's go, partner, and get them indians," I said as we both admired
Janey's apricot sized naked breasts.

   We both noisily left the clearing, immediately meeting the others.  Tom
was with them.

   We quietly re-entered the clearing following a clean path we had
prepared beforehand and gathered near Janey admiring her form as she went
up on her toes trying to create enough slack to loosen her bonds.  We had
cleared an area around where she hung and were able to circle her gazing at
her breasts and panty-covered butt.  We had done this for several minutes
when Janey suddenly said "Is someone there?"

   I hurried over to the edge of the clearing and noisily returned.  "Its
me, Bob, I bet your arms are getting tired."

   "Jesus yes, cut me down," said Janey.  I went around her and cut the
rope, freeing it from the branch, but not her dress or wrists.  She slumped
down on the ground and I said "Not there, over here on the grass." "Cut my
dress loose," she asked, as I settled her on the soft spot.

   "No, I don't think so.  Then it would be too easy for you to get away.
I'm going over here and wait for the others," I said while walking to the
edge of the clearing.  The others also moved towards the woods, except Tom
who had a branch with a piece of string dangling from the end.

   Everything was quiet for a minute, when Tom moved the string over
Janey's thigh and lightly touched her skin with the string.

   Janey jumped and yelled "What's on my leg!  Get it off." Then Tom
touched her again with the string, higher up near her crotch.  "Bob," Janey
screamed, "something's on my leg.  Get it off!" I started running over to
her and Tom touched her once more with the string right where her leg met
her panties.

   "I see it," I said, it's a big spider." "Get it off" Janey screamed.  I
had reached her and I pulled her knees apart.  "Its gone under your
panties," I said and Janey screamed.  I started pulling her panties down.
There was noises at the clearing edge.  "Guys come here quick," I said, "a
great big spider has gone under Janey's panties.  Help me get it out," By
then her panties were past her knees on the way to her ankles.  Soon enough
they were right off.

   Without hesitation I opened her legs wide and moved them towards her
head.  "I don't see it," I said, "Does anyone see it?" "I see something."
said Tony and everyone laughed.  "Hey guys, I said, "this is serious."

   Then Tom spoke from the clearing edge, "Hey guys, what's going on?"

   "Janey had a spider go under her panties," I said, "but now we can't see
it."

   "It must have gone inside her.  We have to get it out." said Tom, and
everyone started grabbing at Janey's legs and she stated screaming again.

   "No, not like that, you will hurt her if she isn't ready," Tom said. 
"You two," he said pointing to Tony and Ed, "start playing with her
breasts. Be sure to lick her nipples." They were right on it.

   "Rick, spit on your finger and touch up her clit.  Chuck your on her ass
and anus, but no entry yet."

   Tom then moved around and took Janey's legs from me, keeping them up and
wide.

   Jenny jumped each time Rick touched her clit.  Then he bent over to lick
her, finally putting his mouth right on her clit hood sucking it into his
mouth.  Janey started to moan.

   "Get ready, Bob," Tom said, "wet your fingers and get ready to go after
that spider." He then spread her legs even wider and said, "Go for it."

   I reached in under Rick's chin and lightly stroked her nether lips,
reaching in-between I ran my finger around her hole.  She was very wet
there and I spread her wetness up and down her lips.  Then I put a finger
inside slowly working it around right up to the second knuckle before
meeting resistance.  Janey was moaning continuously now and thrusting her
hips up into my fingers.  Her hot cunt muscles spasming, milking my fingers

   Janey started yelling, "Oh God!  Oh God!  Oh God!" her body bouncing
around like crazy.  Finally she calmed down and we all let her go.  I moved
around to her head and cut the rope holding her dress.  I sat her up and
lowered the dress over her head and down to her waist.  Then I cut the
ropes holding her wrists.  She seemed out of it as I picked her up allowing
her dress to drop down her legs before sitting her back down.

   As she came around she opened her eyes.  Tom held up a dead wet spider
and said, "See we got it out." She started to shake and sob.

   Tom took her aside to talk to her.  Later we all biked back to town,
going by Janey's place first to see her home.  I don't know about the rest
but I wanted to go home and lay in bed contemplating the afternoon and
finding my own orgasm.

   The next day Janey called all of us, even Tom.  She wanted to see us at
her house, right now.

   As Tom and I arrived Janey intercepted us before we knocked on the front
door and directed us to the back yard.  The others were already there,
looking very sheepish.

   Janey stood up in front of us, in jeans and tank top and asked, "What
the Hell do you think you were doing yesterday!"

   Ed said, "Playing cowboys and indians." Everyone, but Janey cracked up.
I spoke up, "I'm sorry Janey, we thought we were helping you.  I guess we
got carried away."

   Tom said, "We did get the spider" making everyone smile.

   "You don't really think I'm falling for this, do you?  Don't you think I
saw through your little plot?"

   "What are you talking about," I said "you were the one screaming to get
it off me."

   "And you were all innocent lambs looking out for my best interests."

   "Well you can't say you didn't enjoy it." quipped Rick "I sure did."

   "You took advantage of me.  All of you took advantage of me."

   "Well did you love it or not?" "Tell the truth." I said.

   "Yes I loved it, God damn you.  It was the best ever."

   "And you want to do it again?  Don't you?  Tell the truth." this from
Tom.

   "Yes, God damn you, I really want to do it again."

   "Where are your parents?"

   "At work and not home till late."

   "Well then why don't you give us a tour of your house starting with your
bedroom?" asked Rick.

   "First I want you to admit that what happened yesterday was all a scam
to get me naked and felt up.  Tell the truth."

   As one, we said, "No." I said "Really we were just there to help you."

Postscript:

Some time later we found out that Ed had told his sister about our plans
and that it is likely that she had told Janey before that fateful day.








   

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