OCTOBER 2003\b0
As September turned to October, I tried to come to terms with my situation. It wasn\rquote t easy. I was still dealing with my shyness about being naked. I was still trying to deal with all the naked \b girls\b0 .
And, I was not \b all\b0 coming to terms with seeing my dream girl, Darcy, with that asshole, Alex Randall.
At least I wasn\rquote t the worst off. I wasn\rquote t the type to take pleasure from others\rquote misfortune, but it made me feel less alone. Miss Peterson, the Geometry teacher, was still very uncomfortable with the nudity. The chubby girl, Stacia Averbuk, still got teased. And my new buddy Moose was as shy and uncomfortable as I was.
I found myself gravitating towards Moose, especially as our circle began to expand. Patrick was hot and heavy with Jenna Zambrano, and she and some of her popular clique friends started eating lunch with us. Moose\rquote s buddy Justin didn\rquote t have any kind of steady girl, but he always seemed to have some gorgeous popular-clique babe on his arm. It made Moose and I feel even more self-conscious. Especially when they\rquote d all wolf down their food so they could head to the pods to have sex.
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I wasn\rquote t the only member of my family having problems. I came home the first Friday in October to find my big sister Maggie sulking.
\ldblquote I want to get the fuck out of this house,\rdblquote she said to me. \ldblquote You up for supper at the Burger Hut? My treat and everything.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, if it\rquote s your treat, how can I say no?\rdblquote I laughed. \ldblquote Sounds good to me.\rdblquote
We got there and Maggie was definitely agitated. \ldblquote Something wrong, Mags?\rdblquote I asked.
\ldblquote Ah, nothing to bother you with.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Come on, Mags. I drop my shit all over your head all the time.\rdblquote
She grinned, then sighed. \ldblquote Chuck\rquote s not coming home this weekend. Too much work. That\rquote s two weekends in a row I won\rquote t see him.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Ah,\rdblquote I said, understanding.
\ldblquote This is so fucking hard sometimes. I\rquote m lonely, not to mention horny. I try to be understanding, but it ain\rquote t easy.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You don\rquote t think he\rquote s getting some on the side, do you?\rdblquote I asked.
\ldblquote God, no,\rdblquote Maggie said. \ldblquote If either of us were to ever stray, I can guarantee you it wouldn\rquote t be Chuck.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, didn\rquote t you say he gave you permission?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, but I just couldn\rquote t. I wouldn\rquote t be able to live with myself.\rdblquote She sighed. \ldblquote Which is part of the problem. Since Chuck gave me permission to have a fling--well, if I\rquote m frustrated, it\rquote s \b my\b0 problem.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Ah.\rdblquote
\ldblquote But it\rquote s not just sex. I miss just cuddling with him and shit like that.\rdblquote She snorted. \ldblquote Listen to me. I miss cuddling. Jesus. I\rquote m going soft. Damn Braden made me go all soft, and now he\rquote s stuck in Raleigh and I\rquote m here!\rdblquote
I laughed. \ldblquote You always did have a soft spot.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Jesus, don\rquote t \b tell\b0 anyone that!\rdblquote
I chuckled at her--then saw something over her shoulder. \ldblquote Fuck,\rdblquote I hissed.
\ldblquote Something wrong, little brother?\rdblquote
\ldblquote\b They\b0 just walked in. Darcy, the girl I\rquote m nuts about--and Alex, the asshole she\rquote s dating.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Oh,\rdblquote Maggie said, then turned around to look. \ldblquote Well, Joe, she certainly is stunning.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah. And way out of \b my\b0 league.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You\rquote re probably right, but not for the reasons you think,\rdblquote she said. \ldblquote If she\rquote s dating an asshole....well, some girls are just attracted to that. And you most definitely are not an asshole.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote s not much of a help.\rdblquote
She smiled. \ldblquote I know. But some girls \b do\b0 grow out of that shit. Some of my friends did--Lily Woodard, Cassie Vyshenko.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, but that doesn\rquote t help me now.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Joe, you\rquote re 14. Play the field until she wakes up, I keep telling you that.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote s just not easy for me.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Are you \b sure\b0 you\rquote re \b my\b0 brother?\rdblquote she laughed. I had to laugh too.
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The next week, all hell broke loose.
It had to do with Jenna. She came in to school one day, all upset. Apparently Amber had ripped her a new one after the previous day\rquote s soccer game.
It was a big huge brouhaha. It was all anyone at lunch could talk about. Patrick was particularly incensed--of course, he\rquote d gotten very close to Jenna and was never all that enamored with Amber anyway.
Amber wasn\rquote t my favorite person, either. It was easy for me to believe she\rquote d been a complete bitch to Jenna. She was a bitch to a whole hell of a lot of people. So, it didn\rquote t surprise me that she\rquote d targeted Jenna in her sights. When I first heard the story, I was filled with righteous indignation towards the heinous bitch.
But, the more I thought about it, the more I had reservations. First of all, I didn\rquote t really trust Jenna. It was just a gut feeling. I kept my mouth shut for Patrick\rquote s sake, but something about her rubbed me the wrong way. I got the distinct impression that she wasn\rquote t crazy about \b me\b0 , either. I wasn\rquote t one of The Clique, and was tolerated, again, for Patrick\rquote s sake.
But Jenna struck me as manipulative. I mean, she was telling us all about how Amber had picked on her. And she had the whole bit working--the tears in the eyes, the quivering lower lip, the despairing impression. It seemed to me to be a big huge attempt to let us all know how Wronged she had been. To my eyes, it was blatant.
Look--growing up the younger brother of Maggie Benson did \b not\b0 predispose me to have much patience with manipulative girls. Mags was the most up-front girl in the universe.
Plus, there was my mother. I didn\rquote t really remember her, but I\rquote d heard stories. Evidently, she pulled out every trick she had to wrap my dad around her finger. This while she was sleeping around on him at every turn. (That was so bad that my Dad demanded a paternity test after I was born. Yes, I\rquote m his--but there was evidently a real chance I might not have been.) It was when her attempts at manipulation stopped working on Dad that Mom left.
And, yes, that\rquote s why I think it\rquote s funny that Maggie sometimes worries about being like Mom. She knows the stories better than I do. She\rquote s gotten better at that lately.
Anyhow, because of all this, Jenna rubbed me the wrong way.
There was more. I told Maggie about what had happened, and she had a lot of interesting things to say. \ldblquote Look, I don\rquote t know Amber very well--I know her, but in a friend\rquote s-kid-sister sort of way--but I do know her sister Lily, and I\rquote ve heard that they\rquote re cut from the same cloth. And I know Lily doesn\rquote t take any shit.
\ldblquote I remember a baseball game I went to, Senior year. They had a sophomore playing right field that year. He was good, but stuck on himself and didn\rquote t think he had to work. Well, this game, Lily was pitching, and this guy loafed after a fly ball. I mean, it was blatant.
\ldblquote Well, in the dugout after the inning, Lily ripped him a new one. Just tore into him. The whole park heard it. But, you know what? Lily was right. He deserved what he got from her. Understand me--Lily is \b not\b0 a bitch. But she has standards--and if you don\rquote t even bother to try, she wants you gone, especially on the baseball field.
\ldblquote The difference is, Lily had established herself, both on and off the field. She had a group of friends who\rquote d defend her to the death, and most everyone else respected her. Plus, the baseball coach knew she was right--in fact, he benched the other guy.
\ldblquote It seems to me that some people are aligning themselves against Amber because of the whining of this Jenna person--and Amber\rquote s up the creek without a paddle. Don\rquote t get sucked in, Joe.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You\rquote re saying I should take Amber\rquote s side?\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote m saying you should find out what Amber\rquote s side is. There\rquote s two sides to every story. You\rquote ve only heard one.\rdblquote
That made sense.
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The next hint I got was a couple of days later, from Moose.
You have to understand--I\rquote d learned in the month I\rquote d know him that Moose was pretty easygoing. The only person I usually saw him get upset with was himself--and that was mostly joking.
On this day, Moose grabbed me in the lunch line, and pulled me off to a small table, away from our usual crowd. \ldblquote I hope you don\rquote t mind.\rdblquote
\ldblquote No,\rdblquote I said, but with a question in my voice.
Moose sighed. \ldblquote I just can\rquote t take them anymore. I didn\rquote t sign up for the Bash Amber Woodard week. I \b like\b0 Amber. I think she\rquote s got spunk.\rdblquote
\ldblquote So, you don\rquote t think Jenna\rquote s in the right?\rdblquote
He snorted. \ldblquote I don\rquote t trust Jenna Zambrano as far as I can throw her. And I\rquote ve seen Amber in some of my classes. She looks completely beat down.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, I\rquote ve noticed that.\rdblquote
\ldblquote It\rquote s a rush to judgement,\rdblquote he said. \ldblquote And everybody\rquote s piling on Amber. I don\rquote t think it\rquote s right.\rdblquote
I looked at him, amazed. \ldblquote You know, I know I\rquote ve only known you for a month but this is the longest speech I\rquote ve ever heard come out of your mouth.\rdblquote
He grinned. \ldblquote\b You\b0 , I can talk to.\rdblquote
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It was Jordan that finally convinced me. But, first, she did something else.
It was a week and a half after the whole Amber thing had blown up. She grabbed me after Biology again. \ldblquote Come on,\rdblquote she said, and grabbed my arm like before.
\ldblquote So,\rdblquote she said as we walked, \ldblquote have you pulled anyone else into the pods since we were here?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Uh, no.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Bad boy. No cookie for you,\rdblquote she laughed. \ldblquote You got to get with it, Joe. You still don\rquote t have any confidence, do you?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Uh, well....\rdblquote I stammered.
\ldblquote Well, we\rquote ll just have to fix that. Once I\rquote m done with you, you\rquote ll know exactly what you\rquote re doing with a girl. That should help.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Why are you doing this?\rdblquote I had to ask.
\ldblquote Because you\rquote re nice, and sweet, and cute. And I enjoy it. You know, it sort of \b is\b0 what the school is all about, isn\rquote t it?\rdblquote We had reached the pods. \ldblquote In,\rdblquote she said. I got in. \ldblquote Besides which, I\rquote m horny. Now, today\rquote s lesson is oral.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Oral?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Oral,\rdblquote she reapeated--and leaned down and ran her tongue right up my dick! My \b God\b0 ! I\rquote d never felt anything like that in my life.
And it just got better. She ran her tongue up and down my dick a few times. Then she popped the whole head in her mouth. She sucked on the head for a while--grinning up at me the whole time--then slid down my shaft. She started sliding up and down my dick, gently sucking while she did and working away at the sensitive area with her tongue.
It was incredible. I\rquote d never felt anything like that in my life. \ldblquote Oh, God,\rdblquote I moaned. She looked up at me with a grin in her eyes as she slid up and down my dick. And then she plunged right down on it. I could feel the head slip into her throat. And she kept sucking. Then she pulled off a little.
\ldblquote Jordan!\rdblquote I hissed, trying to warn her. She just plunged down again, driving me into her throat--and that was it. I came like I\rquote ve never cum before in my life. And Jordan just kept sucking, and swallowing--and \b humming\b0 . It was unbelievable. I just about passed out!
She sat up, looking very satisfied with herself, and said, \ldblquote Your turn.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Let me catch my breath,\rdblquote I said.
She giggled. \ldblquote OK. Did I wear you out?\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote ve never felt anything like that ever.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Good! You\rquote re enjoying yourself, then.\rdblquote
\ldblquote And how. You make it easy. And I don\rquote t even have to tell you that I\rquote ve never done what I\rquote m about to do, because you already know that,\rdblquote I laughed.
\ldblquote Right. But that\rquote s cool. I\rquote ll tell you what to do.\rdblquote
\ldblquote OK,\rdblquote I said, \ldblquote but I know how I want to start.\rdblquote I leaned over and kissed her. She eagerly kissed back. As we did that, I let my hands roam all over her.
She broke the kiss, smiling, and said, \ldblquote Well, you seem to have remembered the start-my-engines part.\rdblquote Then she leaned back in and resumed kissing.
My hands strayed to her breasts, and I rubbed my thumb on her nipple. Then I moved down to her boobs with my mouth, and put my hand between her legs, starting the way we had last time. But, this was oral. So, after nibbling on her nipple a bit, I kept going. I kissed my way down her stomach--she giggled at a few spots--until I found myself between her legs. She spread them wide for me.
It was intoxicating, and altogether mesmerizing--but I was still aware of the fact that I had no clue as to what I was doing. Jordan helped me out. \ldblquote You remember where my clit is? And you remember you have to work up to it? Well, outside of that--go with it.\rdblquote
I nodded up at her, and then moved in closer. The scent was nothing like I\rquote d ever encountered, and it was like a magnet to my nose. I used my fingers to spread her pussy apart, since this was my first close-up look and all. I could see her pussy lips, which were wet, surrounded by a bit of light-reddish hair.
I moved in closer. I was still kind of apprehensive about this. But, shit, she\rquote d swallowed my cum, hadn\rquote t she? I stuck my tongue out and ran it up the length of her inner lips. She shuddered and moaned at the contact.
The taste was indescribable. Very different, but not bad at all. I nuzzled her lips with my tongue again. I drew my tongue up and down her lips, and she groaned as I did so. Then I slid my tongue down to her opening, and slipped it inside. She was shivering and moaning the whole time, and her hands almost involuntarily went for my head, rubbing through my hair.
It was amazing. The taste was intoxicating. And her reactions were something else. I stuck my tongue into her as far as it would go, and pulled it out again, and stuck it in again. \ldblquote Oh, God, Joe!\rdblquote she hissed.
I came back up the length of her pussy, and gently flicked her clit. \ldblquote Ooooooh!\rdblquote she gasped, her hands running through my hair faster now. I was kind of unsure at this point, so the verbal utterances were welcome. I knew the clit was delicate--but I also knew that\rquote s where it all happened. So I nudged it a few more times when I came up her pussy with my tongue. \ldblquote Oh, yes,\rdblquote she whispered. \ldblquote More.\rdblquote
I wrapped my lips around her clit, and started gently sucking on it. \ldblquote Yes!\rdblquote she hissed. \ldblquote God!\rdblquote I kept that up, but I also used my tongue to rub her clit while I sucked on it. I was really just guessing at this point.
I guessed right. She just exploded, moaning and gasping and thrusting her pussy up at my face. I kept it up, and after a minute, she hissed. \ldblquote Fingers! Inside me!\rdblquote I did as she asked, slipping two fingers up inside her pussy. I remembered that spot she\rquote d showed me the last time, and curled my fingers up at it. She just went nuts. A couple of minutes of me sucking on her clit and moving my fingers around inside her, and she just exploded. Her hips came off the bed and her hands dug into my head. She yelped, and I felt her pussy clamp down on my fingers.
After a few minutes of writhing and yelping and clamping, she gently pushed my head away. I sat up. She crawled over to me and collapsed in my arms. After she caught her breath, she said, \ldblquote Do you get good grades?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, yeah, usually,\rdblquote I said, confused.
\ldblquote I figured,\rdblquote she said, looking up and grinning at me, \ldblquote because you are one \b hell\b0 of a student!\rdblquote
I had to laugh. \ldblquote Well, this is more fun than, say, geometry.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Hmmm. Even with Miss Peterson\rquote s tits staring you in the face in geometry?\rdblquote
\ldblquote OK, there \b is\b0 that,\rdblquote I conceded.
\ldblquote You should make a move on her,\rdblquote Jordan said, smiling.
\ldblquote Jesus. I can\rquote t make a move on a girl my own age, you expect me to make one on a \b teacher\b0 ?\rdblquote
She laughed at that. \ldblquote You will. Be able to make a move on a girl, I mean. I\rquote ve got one more lesson for you. We\rquote ll have that one in a little while.\rdblquote Jesus--she had just pretty much said she was going to have me fuck her! \ldblquote You should try to get another girl in here for some fooling around, though.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I have to see. I have to broaden my horizons,\rdblquote I told her. \ldblquote Honestly, I have to get over my infatuation with Darcy Iniglia.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yes, that would be a good thing.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote m working on it. You\rquote re helping,\rdblquote I told her. \ldblquote Anyhow, I was wondering. Are you doing anything tomorrow night?\rdblquote This was a Thursday, so I was asking her about Friday. \ldblquote I thought maybe we could go out. To the Burger Hut, and then maybe a movie.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Joe Benson, did you just ask me out on a date? You \b are\b0 getting better,\rdblquote she grinned. Then she bit her lower lip. \ldblquote The only problem, is, well, I don\rquote t want you to, you know.....\rdblquote
I figured out what she was trying to say. \ldblquote Look, Jordan, I\rquote m asking you on a date. Not to marry me or anything. Or even to be my girlfriend. I\rquote m just asking you to go out with me. I\rquote ve figured out you\rquote re not looking for a relationship right now, and that\rquote s fine with me. But I\rquote d like to get to know you better as a person. And, you know, it\rquote s also kind of a thank-you.\rdblquote
\ldblquote OK,\rdblquote she said, beaming, \ldblquote in that case, I\rquote d love to go out with you. You really are getting better.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, with \b you\b0 ,\rdblquote I laughed. \ldblquote You make it easy.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Good!\rdblquote
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It was on that date, over greaseburgers at the Burger Hut, that she brought up the current \lquote topic of gossip\rquote .
\ldblquote You\rquote re friends with Patrick Drouin, aren\rquote t you?\rdblquote she asked me.
\ldblquote Yeah. Best friends since, like, third grade.\rdblquote
\ldblquote So, have you heard about the drama?\rdblquote she asked.
\ldblquote You mean with Amber and Jenna and all that? Yeah, I\rquote ve heard about it.\rdblquote
\ldblquote What do you think?\rdblquote
\ldblquote I don\rquote t know. Patrick seems to think Amber is the Devil incarnate. I have to tell you, I\rquote ve known Amber since 6th grade and I\rquote ve never been all that fond of her.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Why not?\rdblquote\line
\ldblquote Because she\rquote s scary,\rdblquote I admitted. Jordan cracked up laughing at that. \ldblquote Well, she is. And she\rquote s never struck me as being all that nice.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You\rquote re her journal partner, aren\rquote t you?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, and when we met at the end of last month, she basically took my journal and threw hers at me. She\rquote s just bitchy.\rdblquote
\ldblquote She\rquote s less bitchy than you think she is,\rdblquote Jordan told me. \ldblquote And this whole Jenna thing? It\rquote s a mess.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I have to admit I don\rquote t trust Jenna.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Nor should you. Look, Joe, keep an open mind about this, OK? When you get Amber\rquote s journal, ask her for her side. Everyone\rquote s turning against Amber and it bugs me--because she\rquote s \b not\b0 in the wrong about this. Jenna is a manipulative bitch, OK?\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote d suspected that.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Give Amber a chance.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I will,\rdblquote I promised her. \ldblquote Especially since you asked, seeing as how I owe you.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Ah, fuck that,\rdblquote she waved me off.
\ldblquote I do. You\rquote ve done a lot for me.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Good. And I\rquote m not even done,\rdblquote she grinned.
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The way Jordan treated me really was a confidence boost. She was fun and appreciative and encouraging. Moose was insanely jealous, but in a good way. Maggie was thrilled.
\ldblquote You gonna take her words to heart, about taking another girl into the pods?\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote m thinking about it,\rdblquote I said. \ldblquote Only for some fooling around, though. I want Jordan to take my virginity, I\rquote ve decided.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Makes sense,\rdblquote Maggie agreed.
\ldblquote I\rquote ve also thought about a few other things. I need more exposure, more things to do, something to keep my interest. I\rquote m thinking I need an extra-curricular activity. I just need to decide which one.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote d be cool.\rdblquote She laughed. \ldblquote Of course, mine was fucking.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I do believe I knew that,\rdblquote I laughed. \ldblquote But I need something else.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote s cool,\rdblquote she said. \ldblquote So, she talked about Amber?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah. I think I\rquote m just going to let things cool off. When we get together at the end of the month to swap journals, I\rquote ll ask her about it.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote s a good plan.\rdblquote
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The next week, I did it.
It was Wednesday. I had thought about what Jordan had said for a few days. So, after Bio, I just kind of headed to the pods.
One of the girls there was Eliza Ying. I was surprised. I\rquote d known Eliza, she was from Westport--I\rquote d known her and her twin brother Kirk since middle school. And Maggie knew their older sister Reenie. So, I knew Eliza. I had a few classes with her this year. One of them was gym. Now, gym at Naked High was strange, as the showers were co-ed. (As was every bathroom in the school, by the way.) You\rquote d get a good idea who was having problems or not. I\rquote m sure everyone noticed \b me\b0 cowering in the corner of the shower for most of September!
Anyhow, that was Eliza. She was shy. I had had a little talk with Kirk at one point a couple weeks ago, and he told me that Eliza wanted to go to Naked High because \b he\b0 did--and was having more trouble with it than she thought she would. She was still shy and self-conscious--as was I a lot of the time--and was still trying to get used to it.
Which is why I was surprised to see her standing at the pods, hesitantly looking around.
Now, I\rquote d gotten the gumption to walk down in the general vicinity of the pods, but I was certain I wasn\rquote t going to have the guts to \b do\b0 anything when I got down there. I figured just finishing my lunch and heading down there--this was during the extended lunch time--was a step in the right direction. Actually approaching someone could wait until I\rquote d pretended a few more times!
So, it was almost more of an exploration. But then I saw Eliza standing there. Eliza was cute--very petite, but cute. She was also nice and sweet. And since she hadn\rquote t completely adapted to the Naked High Experience yet, I saw her as kind of a kindred spirit.
So, I found myself walking up to her. \ldblquote Hi, Eliza.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Oh! Hi Joe,\rdblquote she said with a smile.
\ldblquote Are you waiting for anyone in particular?\rdblquote she asked.
\ldblquote Uh, no. I don\rquote t even know if I\rquote m waiting,\rdblquote she said with a nervous little giggle. \ldblquote I\rquote m just--I don\rquote t know.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Curious,\rdblquote I guessed.
\ldblquote Yeah, that.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You want to go in?\rdblquote I asked her.
She blinked at me. \ldblquote With \b you\b0 ? I mean...yeah, OK. Let\rquote s.\rdblquote
We stepped into one of the pods, and we sat down on the mattress. I grinned at her and said, \ldblquote For a minute there I thought you were horrified at coming in here with me.\rdblquote
\ldblquote No, I was \b surprised\b0 . You\rquote ve always seemed to be as shy as I am.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah. Well, I\rquote ve gotten some help since I\rquote ve been here. Plus, honestly, I didn\rquote t think I was going to approach anyone, this was almost a test run. But I saw you there and I\rquote ve always thought you were cool.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Thanks,\rdblquote she said shyly, and blushed. \ldblquote Joe, I have to tell you--I don\rquote t know what I want to do. I\rquote ve never done anything.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote s OK, I\rquote ve only done a little. We don\rquote t have to go all the way or anything, we can just play.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Good,\rdblquote she said with real relief. \ldblquote I\rquote d rather not go from kissing to going all the way in one day.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote m still a virgin, too, so I don\rquote t mind that at all. Kissing, eh?\rdblquote I smiled. She smiled back--so I leaned over and kissed her.
She eagerly kissed back. We were kind of slumping together--and, somehow, she ended up in my lap. As I said, Eliza was rather small, so she fit right in my lap. It was fun. We were kissing, with her in my lap. I put my hand on her breast and she sighed into my mouth. Then she broke the kiss and giggled.
\ldblquote I can feel it. You know, under my ass.\rdblquote\line
I just laughed, and kissed her again. She actually wiggled her ass on my dick! I fondled her boob with my hand as we kissed.
\ldblquote So, what do you want to do?\rdblquote I asked her.
\ldblquote I dunno,\rdblquote she said hesitantly.
\ldblquote Well, then, can I do something?\rdblquote
\ldblquote OK,\rdblquote she said.
I pushed her off my lap so that she was lying down on the mattress. I leaned over and kissed her again, then started kissing my way down her body. I nibbled on her neck--which made her giggle--then moved down to sucking on her nipple. \b That\b0 made her groan. One part of Eliza that wasn\rquote t particularly petite was her tits. She wasn\rquote t huge--but on her small body they looked that way. And her nipples were nice and erect.
\ldblquote Oh, God, that feels good,\rdblquote she gasped.
You ain\rquote t seen nothing yet, I thought to myself--and started moving lower. I kissed my way down her stomach, then found myself between her legs--just where I was aiming for. I moved in, and licked up the length of her pussy.
She yelped. \ldblquote Oh, God, Joe, what was that? GOD!\rdblquote I leaned in for another lick, and she shuddered. \ldblquote Wow, this is so \b great\b0 !\rdblquote she blurted.
I kept it up, remembering what Jordan had told me. I concentrated on her labia for a while, then stuck my tongue into her opening. \ldblquote Oh, God...I mean...GOD!\rdblquote she gasped. \ldblquote This is...\b wow\b0 !\rdblquote
I just kept at it, and she kept with the verbal outbursts. It was very encouraging. Then, on the next upstroke, I went for her clit--and there were no words, just moans and squeals. I sucked on her clit, and her legs went right around my head.
One thing I figured out when I was with Jordan is it\rquote s not the easiest thing to figure out when a girl has an orgasm. (Something Maggie had also once told me). Luckily, Eliza made it easier. As I nibbled on her clit, she gasped, \ldblquote Oh God...Oh, Joe...I\rquote m gonna...I\rquote m gonna...\rdblquote and then she just squealed. She bounced on the bed, and her legs dug in around my head.
After it looked like she was starting to come down, I backed off and crawled up next to her. She caught her breath and turned to me. \ldblquote Oh, \b my\b0 ! That was....I can\rquote t even describe it!\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote m glad you enjoyed yourself,\rdblquote I told her.
\ldblquote I guess I was wrong about you being shy. You must have had a lot of practice at that.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That was my second time doing that,\rdblquote I laughed.
\ldblquote Wow! Really?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, but my first time was with an excellent teacher.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote ll say!\rdblquote She smiled at me. \ldblquote OK, I think it\rquote s my turn.\rdblquote She reached over and grabbed my dick. \ldblquote Just remember I\rquote ve \b never\b0 done anything like this.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I know, that\rquote s OK.\rdblquote She smiled up at me, and gently rubbed my dick. Then she looked down at it, almost examining it. \ldblquote This place is so wierd. Here I am, I\rquote d never seen a dick until I got here. Now that\rquote s \b all\b0 I see. But this is the first time I\rquote ve had one in my hand.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I know,\rdblquote I laughed. \ldblquote It was quite a shock for me that first day--suddenly surrounded by naked boobs and pussies.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Boobs. That\rquote s all you guys think about.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, yeah. But they\rquote re so fun,\rdblquote I said, reaching over and grabbing one of hers.
\ldblquote OK, yes, they are fun,\rdblquote she giggled. \ldblquote But I am supposed to be doing you.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Oh, then I won\rquote t distract you,\rdblquote I said, but I didn\rquote t take my hand off her boobs.
\ldblquote You\rquote re not,\rdblquote she laughed. \ldblquote This is really weird. I\rquote m more relaxed than I thought I\rquote d be.\rdblquote She giggled. \ldblquote Maybe that\rquote s because I just came.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Probably,\rdblquote I laughed.
\ldblquote But I\rquote m very relaxed,\rdblquote she said. Then, she leaned over, and popped the head of my dick in her mouth. Honestly, I didn\rquote t expect \b that\b0 . I thought I was just going to get a handjob. Believe me, I wasn\rquote t complaining.
Eliza, as she\rquote d said, had never done anything like this. It didn\rquote t matter. She only got the head and another inch or two inside her mouth, but that was enough. She slid her mouth up and down on it, licking it with her tongue, her hand still wrapped around the base of my shaft. She increased the suction, and I felt the cum building up in my balls.
Then she moaned around my dick. That was all it took. \ldblquote Eliza, I\rquote m gonna cum!\rdblquote I warned her.
She pulled off--\b just\b0 in time. I mean, it only took another tug on my dick and I was cumming. The first pulse splattered all over her cheek. The rest she pointed a bit lower, and it covered her neck and boobs. She looked down and laughed, then looked back up at me, a bit sheepishly.
\ldblquote Uh, I was gonna, you know, not move--but then I lost my nerve.\rdblquote
\ldblquote That\rquote s OK,\rdblquote I told her. \ldblquote That was great! You\rquote ve really never done this before?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Never,\rdblquote she smiled. \ldblquote It was OK?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Way better than OK.\rdblquote I reached into one of the \lquote supply drawers\rquote they had in the room and got out a towel, and wiped all my cum off of her. When I finished, she climbed back on my lap and kissed me.
\ldblquote Thank you, Joe. That was \b so\b0 much fun!\rdblquote
\ldblquote For me, too.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I never would\rquote ve had the guts to approach anyone. And I\rquote ve been feeling left out, you know?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yes, I know, believe me,\rdblquote I told her. Just then, the bell rang, and we had to head for class. And, as I was walking to class, I realized why Jordan had taken \b me\b0 into the pods for some fooling around. It really was gratifying. That was Eliza\rquote s first experience, and she\rquote d plainly enjoyed it. That was a great feeling. Especially around here--it\rquote s very easy, as she had said, to be feeling left out around here if you were inexperienced. And someone shy like Eliza needed the door opened. I was thrilled to be able to do it.
Now I know how Jordan felt, when I asked her, \ldblquote why me?\rdblquote It must\rquote ve been very much the same thing.
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Jordan, in fact, pulled me aside after Biology the next day. \ldblquote Hey, Joe,\rdblquote she asked, \ldblquote I walked by the pods after lunch yesterday--did I actually see you going into one of them with Eliza Ying?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Actually, yes, you did,\rdblquote I smiled. I explained the circumstances, that I was just kind of drifting by as a test run and saw Eliza, and went for it. \ldblquote She was completely inexperienced, too. I think that was her first kiss, even,\rdblquote I laughed.
\ldblquote Good for you! What did you do?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, we skipped the first lesson you and I had and went straight for oral,\rdblquote I laughed. \ldblquote Mainly because I went first, and I really wanted to go down on her. I think you addicted me.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Great! Did she like it?\rdblquote
\ldblquote A lot,\rdblquote I admitted, smiling. \ldblquote She couldn\rquote t believe it was only my second time doing it. I told her I had a very good teacher. Then she returned the favor. She was kind of figuring it out as she went along, but it was still great. Which reminds me...\rdblquote I stopped, grabbed her, and kissed her on the cheek, right there in the middle of the hall. \ldblquote Thank you very much, Very Good Teacher. That\rquote s a debt I\rquote ll never be able to repay.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You already did,\rdblquote she told me. \ldblquote I know Eliza Ying. She\rquote s in a couple of my classes. She\rquote s a sweetheart, but very shy. You did an excellent thing for her. \b That\b0 is how you pay me back.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, of course I got something out of it, too,\rdblquote I smiled.
She grinned at me, her eyes twinkling. \ldblquote Well, I \b do\b0 believe I came once or twice when I was teaching \b you\b0 , right?\rdblquote
\ldblquote True,\rdblquote I laughed.
\ldblquote Anyhow, you did a nice thing for Eliza. That\rquote s all the payback I need. And you shall get a reward. Not today, obviously,\rdblquote she said, pointing down. She was wearing a bikini bottom--which meant she had her period. \ldblquote But soon.\rdblquote Then she kissed me, and took off.
Ah, things to look forward to!
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That whole extracurricular thing was still in the back of my mind. I was still trying to figure out something I might want to try. Then I heard some people talking.
You see, despite my fun activities with Jordan and Eliza, I was still fixated on Darcy. I couldn\rquote t help it. She was just a goddess. And I heard her talking with friends--about how much she loved drama. Acting, I mean. And she was telling her friends about tryouts for the school play. They were coming up, at the end of October.
Hmm. The school play. That sounded like it might be fun.
OK, so I\rquote m shallow--I decided to go out for drama so I could follow Darcy around like a puppy. But, really, that wasn\rquote t all of it. It did sound like something interesting. Hey, it was a tryout, right? All I could do is try it and see what happened.
The notice told the name of the play being done and recommended all people trying out to get a copy and read it. It was \ldblquote Tartuffe\rdblquote by Moliere.
It was a great play. It\rquote s a 17th century French comedy, about a man called Tartuffe, who masquerades as a holy man but is really a hypocrite. He bamboozles a French nobleman, Orgon, and Orgon\rquote s mother, Mme Pernelle, into believing that he is a Man of God. Orgon is quite smitten with him, and even offers his daughter Mariane to Tartuffe to be married, even though Mariane had already been promised to her true love, Valere.
Mariane, her brother Damis, Orgon\rquote s wife Elmire, and Mariane\rquote s maidservant Dorine all see through Tartuffe. So, a lot of the play is the lot of them trying to convince Orgon that Tartuffe isn\rquote t what he seems to be.
Dorine is a huge part--and funny. The whole play\rquote s funny. After reading the play, I was even more enthusiastic about the possibility of getting a part in it.
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There were a lot of people at tryouts. Considering that the school had just freshmen, and only 250, there were a lot of people. Far more girls than boys, though, and Tartuffe had a lot of male parts. That did increase the odds for me.
The director, whose name was Mrs. Eggles, had us all gather round for a little meeting at the beginning. One thing she told us was that the plays at Naked High would \b not\b0 be performed in the nude. \ldblquote Costuming and sets are a part of the whole thing,\rdblquote she told us, \ldblquote especially in a period piece like Moliere. You\rquote ll be rehearsing in the nude, since that\rquote s the way you are anyway, but the performances will be in appropriate costumes.\rdblquote
The first day, we were supposed to have prepared a monologue to read. I did one of Tartuffe\rquote s monologues, and thought I did pretty well. I sat and watched some of the other performances. Some were better than others. And one, quite honestly, astounded me.
No, it wasn\rquote t Darcy. It was Stacia Averbuk. I\rquote d seen Stacia in school, and she looked like the most uncomfortable person in the place. She was shy. She was overweight. A lot of the time when I saw her, it looked like she wanted to go climb under a rock. I was very surprised to see her show up for drama tryouts, as self-conscious as she seemed to be.
She came on right after Darcy, so I was riding a wave of angel-worship. That stopped in a cold minute. Reading one of Dorine\rquote s monolgues, Stacia, quite simply, blew me away. She blew \b everybody\b0 away. It was a dazzling display of talent. I couldn\rquote t believe this mousy, overweight, shy girl just \b possessed\b0 that part the way she did. It was like she flipped a switch when she stepped onstage. I\rquote m a newcomer to all this--and even I could see: that was \b acting\b0 . Even though this was just a tryout, there were a lot of other students--me included--that couldn\rquote t hold back the applause when she was done. She grinned and blushed at that.
Walking out, I happened to be right behind her. \ldblquote Stacia,\rdblquote I said. She turned around. \ldblquote That was mindblowing. You are really good.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Thanks,\rdblquote she said, beaming. \ldblquote I\rquote ve been looking forward to these tryouts for some time. This is one thing I think I\rquote d be good at.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You\rquote re not good, you\rquote re great,\rdblquote I told her. She beamed at me again, then took off.
The next day, Mrs. Eggles had us read some scenes, in small groups. She had me do one, as Tartuffe, with a guy named Keegan Ardell, who was reading Orgon. I knew Keegan slightly. He was a big, boisterous funny guy. And he was able to bluster--the role of Orgon took a not inconsiderate amount of bluster. It was fun. But after seeing the same scene done by Keegan and a guy named Zach Provost as Tartuffe--I figured I \b wouldn\rquote t\b0 be playing Tartuffe. Zach was the school geek--but he was obviously a hell of an actor. He and Keegan did a great job on that scene.
Mrs. Eggles seemed to be mixing and matching people in different parts. One that didn\rquote t seem to change, though, was Stacia as Dorine. At one point, she had Darcy read a scene as Dorine and the difference was plain to everyone. Dorine is the closest thing to a female lead in the whole play--and Stacia was magnificent at it.
There were a few other things, then Mrs. Eggles had me do another scene. The three people in this scene were Dorine; Orgon\rquote s daughter Mariane; and Mariane\rquote s true love Valere. We did the scene were Mariane tells Valere that her father intends to marry her to Tartuffe. They both fly off the handle and Dorine has to keep them from walking away from one another in a huff. It\rquote s a very funny scene--especially Dorine--and turned out to be a lot of fun to do.
Stacia played Dorine; I was Valere. This girl named Madison Sheldon played Mariane. She was a tall, very pretty blonde who I\rquote d seen around but never really met.
The scene just crackled. Even just running through it, it felt like magic. Stacia held the whole thing together--as Dorine holds the whole thing together in the scene--but Madison was wonderful, too--and I think I held my own. When we were done, the three of us grinned at one another, pleased.
This went on for the rest of the week. She had all of us read different parts in different scenes, but she seemed to be figuring things out. I read for Valere more and more as the week went on. That would be fine. Valere wasn\rquote t a huge part, but it had a few nice scenes. I had one, from late in the play, with Keegan as Orgon; and this guy Phil Glinnick as Cleante, Orgon\rquote s brother-in-law. We did that one and it went well.
After the week, all I could do was wait. We\rquote d know at the beginning of November who was in the play. It was even more fun than I thought it was going to be--I \b really\b0 wanted a part!
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Halloween wasn\rquote t much. I was invited to a party at Tanya Vyshenko\rquote s house but I didn\rquote t go. Too many Beautiful People there for my taste. Moose and I hung out, got some pizza, played video games. He was turning out to be a hell of a friend.
I told him about drama. \ldblquote Hmm,\rdblquote he said, \ldblquote do you know when she\rquote s going to start looking for behind the scenes people?\rdblquote
\ldblquote After she names the cast. Why?\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote ve done some set design and construction, in middle school. I like that kind of stuff.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Cool!\rdblquote I said. That would be excellent, if I got a part and Moose worked behind the scenes.
\line\rdblquote Hey, you\rquote re meeting with Amber tomorrow, correct?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Ask her about cooking class.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote
Moose laughed. \ldblquote Amber and I are in cooking class together. We got paired up last week to bake a cake. Ask her about it. It was really funny. I\rquote ll let her tell you since she got off the really good one liner.\rdblquote
\ldblquote OK,\rdblquote I laughed.
\ldblquote You gonna ask for her side of the story?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yes, I am,\rdblquote I said. \ldblquote My instincts tell me she\rquote s getting a raw deal.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Good. Listen, I \b like\b0 Amber. She\rquote s smart, funny as hell, a good kid. I do \b not\b0 like Jenna--she\rquote s fake. You know how shy I am. Jenna makes me feel worse. Amber actually makes me less self-conscious. She\rquote s very genuine. Keep that in mind.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I will.\rdblquote
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The next day, November 1st, was actually a Saturday, but that\rquote s when Amber and I had arranged to meet to exchange journals. I\rquote d invited her over to my house. She\rquote d warily agreed.
She came in and chatted a bit with Maggie, who she knew. Then we went in the kitchen. She eyed me with suspicion. She was plainly waiting for me to say something bad.
\ldblquote Is it in there?\rdblquote I asked, pointing to her journal.
\ldblquote Excuse me?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Your side of the story. Is it in there?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, yeah,\rdblquote she said. I sat down at the kitchen table and grabbed her journal, and opened it. She looked at me blankly. \ldblquote Well, we are supposed to read each other\rquote s journals, right?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Well, yeah. OK,\rdblquote she said, and sat down across the table, grabbing my journal.
\ldblquote Want something to drink?\rdblquote I asked.
\ldblquote Sure, that\rquote d be great,\rdblquote she said. I got us some cokes, and then we started reading. At first, she was kind of looking at me out of the corner of her eye, then she got down to serious reading.
She read for a while, then smiled. \ldblquote Moose is a sweetheart,\rdblquote she said--obviously reading where he stuck up for her. \ldblquote Did he tell you about cooking class?\rdblquote
\ldblquote No,\rdblquote I said, \ldblquote except he told me to ask you about it. He said it was funny.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You\rquote ll read it, towards the end of the month,\rdblquote she smiled.
\ldblquote OK.\rdblquote I went back to reading. After a while, I said, \ldblquote OK. You need to warn me about these things. I\rquote m getting horny just reading this little scene with you and Rosa.\rdblquote
She cracked up laughing. \ldblquote Good!\rdblquote
We read a little longer, and then she said, \ldblquote Oh my God, Joe. You\rquote re saying I should give out warnings? How about you? I knew about Jordan--she told me--but you managed to pull Eliza Ying out of her shell? You stud!\rdblquote
I blushed and grinned sheepishly at her. Then I went back to reading.
\ldblquote Drama, huh?\rdblquote she said after a while.
\ldblquote We can\rquote t all be athletes,\rdblquote I teased her.
\ldblquote Ah, Drama\rquote s cool. I was a little worried when I first started reading--you really need to get over Darcy. I\rquote m glad you like it, though, and it\rquote s not just a Darcy thing.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, well, it turned out to be a lot more fun than I realized it was going to be. However, we\rquote ll see how much I like it after I find out whether or not I got a part.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Good point,\rdblquote she grinned.
I was getting to the end of her month. Jesus. Some of this stuff was just uncalled for. It was ironic that I began reading about a hot sex scene between Amber and Rosa--and, by the end, they were barely talking to one another. It just didn\rquote t seem right.
Then I got to the cooking class part. I cracked up. She looked at me. \ldblquote Cooking class. You were right--that\rquote s funny. And you went right with it. Moose must have loved that. That kapusta line was priceless.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I was pretty proud of that one myself,\rdblquote she laughed.
I finished reading, and then waited for her. She closed my journal, and looked at me. \ldblquote That Jenna Zambrano\rquote s a piece of work, isn\rquote t she?\rdblquote I asked.
\ldblquote That she is,\rdblquote Amber said, rolling her eyes.
\ldblquote I just can\rquote t bring myself to trust her,\rdblquote I told Amber. \ldblquote She just makes me suspicious. And, for what it\rquote s worth, I think you were in the right. I\rquote m no athlete, but I think the laughing in the locker room after she fucked up the game would piss me off, too.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Thanks,\rdblquote Amber said gratefully. \ldblquote It\rquote s very appreciated.\rdblquote
\ldblquote You\rquote re welcome. I \b really\b0 don\rquote t get Rosa.\rdblquote
Amber sighed. \ldblquote I think Rosa is getting a big thrill out of being one of the Cool Kids. That\rquote s never happened to her before, we were always kind of insular. But now she\rquote s hanging around with the popular clique, she likes it, and the price of admission is apparently bashing me.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah, but that sucks.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote She looked at my journal. \ldblquote Did you really find it that easy to think of me as a heinous bitch at first?\rdblquote
\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote I admitted sheepishly. \ldblquote I\rquote m sorry, Amber, you\rquote re kind of scary.\rdblquote
She laughed. \ldblquote I\rquote m not nearly as scary as you think I am.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I figured that out from reading this. You\rquote re more vulnerable than I ever would\rquote ve guessed. You don\rquote t come off that way. Then again, I don\rquote t know you all that well.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I see a bit of your point. I can be aggressive, and I generally don\rquote t take shit. Like Maggie told you, that you wrote about in here, I get it from Lily. Lily doesn\rquote t take shit from anyone.\rdblquote She sighed. \ldblquote But I\rquote m \b not\b0 a bitch. Not unless I\rquote m provoked.\rdblquote
\ldblquote I\rquote m beginning to understand that. And I really do think you\rquote re getting a raw deal at school. I hope it works out.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Thanks, Joe. It means a lot.\rdblquote
I reached out my hand. \ldblquote Friends?\rdblquote
She smiled, and shook it. \ldblquote You betcha! I certainly can use more of those.\rdblquote
\ldblquote Who can\rquote t?\rdblquote
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