Chapter 3

Greg woke up the next morning trying to figure out what was going on.  He was on his side and a very female body was snuggled back up against him.  He knew it was female because his hand was filled with a soft breast.  His mind remembered back to last night and he knew it was Mandy.  She shifted in her sleep and he realized that his cock was rock hard and wedged between the bare cheeks of her ass.

He tried to move back but she mumbled, “Leave it there, feels good.”   He liked the feeling as well, so he stayed there until he could no longer ignore the pressure in his bladder.  Despite her protesting, he extricated himself from the bed and moved to the bathroom.  By the time he returned, Mandy was wide-awake and laying on her back smiling at him.

“Hey there!  You wouldn’t believe the dreams I was having.”

He grinned back at her.  “If they were anything like mine they had to be out of this world.”

“You know, I haven’t ever slept as peaceful as I did last night.  You are a wonderful bed warmer.”

“Well I could say the same about you.  I have never had anything in my bed so soft and cuddly.”

“If you could get your cuddly bed mate that robe, I’ll go down and fix us some breakfast.  And before you ask, I am a very good cook.  Remember, that is what a woman is good for according to the school and I was the best in my class.”

Greg handed her the robe and while he took a shower, she got busy in the kitchen.  By the time he came down, she had ham and cheese omelets, hashbrowns and toast ready on the counter.  He sat down opposite Mandy and dug in.  By the time he was working on his second cup of coffee, he had to admit she was as good a cook as he was if not better.  He made sure to tell her so.

She blushed at the compliment, but she also was filled with pride by the words.  She had cooked at home, but all she heard was complaints from her mother because she wasn’t doing it right.

As they ate, they talked about what had happened last night.  Greg couldn’t believe that her parents had acted the way they did.  Mandy told him that she wasn’t that surprised considering the kind of religion that they practiced.

Greg looked thoughtful for a moment.  “I really don’t think that is really what Christianity is all about.  There are a lot of Christian kids in my school and their home lives are nothing like that.  When they talk about it, they tell of love and devotion and things like that.  What it seems to me is that your parents are using religion as an excuse to cover their own problems.  What they are living isn’t at all what religion is supposed to be about.”

“You may be right.  I know they keep claiming that all the other churches in the area aren’t really Christian and that they are too liberal.  I never have felt the love that is supposed to be there.  Who knows, one of these days I will go to one of those churches and see.”

She was feeling a lot better now that she realized that maybe she wasn’t the horrible sinner that her parents made her out to be.  Just maybe, God didn’t hate her after all.

Greg insisted on cleaning up while Mandy went to get changed.  Her dress had a couple of tears but would suffice until they could get her some clothes at the mall.  That was their first stop of the day.

Greg normally hated to shop unless it was for something he really wanted.  The crowds at the mall bothered him mainly because the ‘cool’ clique was always hanging out there.  Most of the time, they didn’t bother him much, but once in a while, one of the jocks would want to be macho.  He tried to avoid violence as much as he could so he avoided the mall when he knew those people would be there.

This time, he was almost looking forward to it.  When he had suggested to Mandy that they needed some clothes, she about went crazy.  It wasn’t even the normal female reaction to the siren call of the mall, but she was honestly excited.  Then she said she couldn’t go because she didn’t have any money.  It took some convincing but she finally relented and said he could buy her a couple of outfits.

As soon as they hit the entrance, Mandy was ready to explore every store that could contain clothing that she could wear.  Greg was getting a big kick out of watching her as she looked at what seemed like every item of fashion that was in style at the moment.

While Mandy had been to the mall with her mother, she had never had the chance to choose her own clothing.  She had been embarrassed when Greg had seen her in those ‘granny panties’ that her mother made her wear. Now that Greg had told her they would be buying her some clothes that she would pick out, that was one thing on her list.  But to start with, she pretty well knew what she wanted.  The key word was sexy.  The only thing she had ever been allowed to wear were frumpy dresses that did their best to hide her figure ever since she had one.  The closest thing to sexy was her school uniform and that wasn’t much better.  Now she could at least have a couple of outfits that were like the rest of the world wore.  And she really wanted to turn Greg on.

She almost bypassed The Temp because she was afraid it was too expensive, but Greg steered her into the entrance anyway.  She zeroed in on a rack of the low rise jeans that she had seen on the girls that walked around town.    Having never owned a pair of jeans, she didn’t have any idea of the size, but one of the salesgirls came over.  When she asked Mandy if she needed help, she admitted she did.  “My boyfriend wants me to have a couple of outfits and he’s buying.”

The salesgirl, whose nametag read ‘Nicole’, looked over at Greg.  “Better keep him around.  Good lookin’ and willing to spend money.  Rare combination.”  She grinned at Mandy and winked.

 It was just a few minutes before she headed to the changing room for a fitting.  A couple of whispered a conference between the girls and Greg was at the counter paying for three pairs of jeans and two knit tops.  Mandy had been frugal with the amount even though he had told her to get what she wanted which told him that she wasn’t taking advantage of him.

The next stop was Victoria’s Secret.   This one was a stop that Greg was dreading.  He knew she would want new under things, but he didn’t figure on having to help with the selections.  He was a little embarrassed being surrounded by all the revealing bras, panties, sleepwear and other things, but he followed her around anyway.  She selected a couple of thongs; along with some bikini cut panties and, at the suggestion of the woman behind the counter, a selection of bras in various cuts and colors.  Again, Greg paid the bill and asked the lady if Mandy could change into one of the new outfits.  It was a slow in the store, so she told her to go ahead.    

When Mandy came out, the change was startling.  Instead of the matronly dress with the white knee high socks, she was dressed in a tight red top that showed her figure and left a bit of her midriff showing above the low rise pants.  As she turned, Greg saw the top of her thong just peeking out.  She looked like a teen-age wet dream.  They walked out with Mandy carrying her bags of purchases like they were a badge of honor.  They made one more stop at Mervyns for the more practical items she would need.  He offered to buy her another uniform for school, but she declined, saying that by next Monday they would have kicked her out for being a loose woman and being pregnant.

They did look in the maternity shop but figured that there was still time for that, and then they headed to the food court to grab something to eat.

As they started to sit down after getting their meals, Greg almost suggested they leave and go somewhere else.  A group from the school was there and one in particular, Adam Sloan, was someone he would rather avoid.  Then he looked over at Mandy and saw she was having such a good time that he decided to stay put.  Maybe Adam and his buddies would overlook them and wander off.

Apparently, Adam’s testerone level was way too high and the sight of a sexy girl sitting with Greg was too much for him.  He and a couple of his buddies came swaggering up to their table.  Mandy could even tell that they were there to cause trouble.

“Well if it isn’t the geek-boy Greg.  Who is this doll with you?  Can’t be a girlfriend; cause someone this hot wouldn’t have anything to do with you.  Why don’t you split so I can show her what a real man is like.”

Mandy looked over at Greg with a real fear in her eyes.  This guy reminded her of the guys at her school.  She knew how they would react, and she was afraid that it would be the same now.

But Greg had had enough.  Adam was leaning over Greg with his hand on the table.  Before any of the interlopers could react, Greg grabbed Adam’s hand, twisted it as he stood and put the bully on the floor.  His foot was on Adam’s throat and there was fear in the bully’s eyes now.

“Now listen, you moron.  I have put up with a lot from you and your goons for a long time.  I don’t like violence, but by messing with my girlfriend, you crossed the line.  All I need to do is step down and you would be dead.  Think about that, asshole.  I am going to let you up and you and your goons are going to leave us alone.  Next time, someone will get hurt and bad.  Do you understand what I’m saying, Asshole?”

Adam slowly nodded.  He had been picking on Greg the Geek for the past three years and he had never reacted except to walk away.  He certainly did not expect to find himself in this position.  Greg released his grip and Adam rubbed his throat where Greg’s shoe had been.  He then signaled to his friends and they walked off, their bravado gone for the time being.

Greg and Mandy finished eating but the joyous mood had been broken.  Mandy was torn in her thoughts.  She was very grateful to Greg for protecting her, but she had never seen him hurt a fly for as long as she knew him.  The sudden outburst and the speed that he had used to take the other guy down had startled her.  Even more was the intensity with which he did it.  And what he had told that Adam guy.  Somehow, she knew that he wasn’t kidding when he said that he could have killed the guy.  That was the scary part for her.

They were continuing their walk through the mall when Greg noticed her quiet demeanor.

“Mandy, are you upset about what happened?”  She nodded.  He moved her toward a bench and got her to sit down.  He got in front of her and took her hands in his.  “I’m sorry that it happened and that you had to see it.  Those guys are goons, and I have put up with them for a long time.  I hate violence, and I try to avoid it when possible, but this was one time that I had to do something.  I wasn’t going to let them hurt you.  And I don’t want you to worry, I would never, ever raise a hand to you.”

“Okay, that much I understand.  I think it just startled me.  It happened so fast.”

“I didn’t want a scene, and I figured if I could take him by surprise, it would be over quickly.  It was very simple to do that.  When we get home, I’ll teach you how to do that yourself.”

“Maybe I should know how to take care of myself. My father considered himself the protector of the family, but when it all is said and done, he didn’t do anything but blame me when I really needed protection.  If I had been able to protect myself, I wouldn’t be in the condition I’m in now.”

Seeing that she was happier now, Greg took her hand and pulled her up and they continued with their shopping.  His bank account had taken a hit, but he could afford it, so he decided that he needed a couple of things.  Mandy picked out a couple of shirts for him and he bought a couple of CDs that needed replacing.  

The music store fascinated Mandy.  There were so many different styles of music that she had never heard of before.  This store had headphones where you could listen to different groups and CDs. They spent close to an hour in there as she sampled every style of music there was.  Greg watched closely at what she really enjoyed and picked up a couple of discs from each one.

The final stop was the shoe store.  Mandy needed something besides the patent leather dress shoes she had to wear all the time.  They walked out with a pair of Nike running shoes, sandals, and even a pair of fashionable high heels.

They went back out to the bike and Greg compacted everything down to where he could strap most of it onto the backrest or fit it into the compartment under the seat.  This left one bag that Mandy had to hold.  They rode back to the house with Mandy holding that bag like it was her most prized possession in one arm and the other around Greg’s waist.

Once home, Mandy insisted on giving Greg a fashion show.  She modeled every combination that she could come up with using the tops and jeans.  He told her that every one of them was very sexy and that she had great taste.  She didn’t model the Victoria’s Secret purchases, but he hoped that would come later.

After dinner, they sat down to relax.  When Greg asked if there was anything in particular she wanted to see, she blushed.  “Could we maybe watch one of the dirty channels?  I heard a couple of the girls whispering about how one of them got to see a ‘sex movie’ as she called it.  Ever since, I have been curious to know what they are about.”

“Sure, anything you want to see.  But if you get too uncomfortable just let me know and we will change the channel.  The ones on the satellite are not hard core where they show everything up close, but you will get the idea.”

With that, he put in the channel number for one of the adult channels.  They got lucky since a feature was just starting.  Greg could tell from the first that the plot wasn’t that great.  Two flight attendants who were roommates were after the same guy.  The basic plot was that they were competing to see which one was better in bed, and when the guy can’t choose, all three end up together.

Mandy was watching intently as the two girls on the screen were undressing and taking showers.  Greg could see that she seemed to be comparing her own body to those on the screen.  She looked up at him and asked if he liked figures like that,

“They are interesting for a change of pace I guess.  But they are mostly silicone.  Personally, I think the real ones are better.  As far as preferring them over you, there is no comparison.  I don’t think of you as just a body; it is the whole package that I’m in love with.”  Her smile told him he had answered the right way.

When the mandatory girl-girl scene was on, Mandy was just a bit more interested.  She watched, but her reaction told him it wasn’t really her thing, but she seemed curious.  However when the regular sex scenes were going, her attention was riveted to the screen.  The way she was moving her body, he could tell that the action was having an effect on her.  She was shifting her legs and would unconsciously let her hand wander down to the crotch of her new jeans.  He could see her nipples pushing the front of her shirt out making their yearning to be touched known.

He decided to help her along a bit and brought the hand that was on her side up to touch the underside of her left breast.  She moaned a bit deep in her throat and he took this as a cue to continue.  As his fingers grazed over her nipple, she shuddered in reaction.  She was getting very turned on.

His other hand was busy with the buttons on her jeans.  He would undo one button at a time and then caress the exposed skin under it before moving to the next.  When he got to the front of her panties he caressed first over them, and then under, where he encountered her soft pubic hair.  He could feel the moistness of her arousal before he even came close to her cleft.  The heat she was generating was tremendous.

He worked her jeans down to where he could touch her entire vulva.  The jeans kept his hand in close contact with her body but there was just enough room for him to stroke her.  She was so wet that there was hardly any friction, but he found her clit and started applying pressure to each side so that the head was barely rubbing the silk of her panties.

Her breathing became erratic and he felt her tense up.   She reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss.  As soon as he touched her tongue with his, she started shaking in orgasm, her pelvis jerking up against his hand and her mouth trying to swallow him completely.

She started to calm down a bit and released the death grip that she had on his head.   He eased his fingers out of her pants and thinking of what he had seen on the screen, brought his fingers up to his nose.  There was a slightly musky odor on his digits but the scent seemed to go straight to his cock making it harder than ever.  With her watching him in curiosity, he stuck both fingers in his mouth.   There wasn’t much of a taste, but what there was he liked.  He hoped to get a taste from the source to see if there was a difference.

By now, Mandy had recovered and looked down at the crotch of Greg’s jeans.  The bulge that she saw fascinated her.  She looked up into his face for permission and when he nodded, she undid his belt and opened the front of them up.  He raised his butt off the couch and she slid the pants and his briefs down to his thighs releasing his painfully erect cock.  To her, it seemed every bit as big as the ones on the screen, definitely bigger than Steve was.  The head was dark red with passion and Mandy found it very arousing.  She wasn’t ready to try to put it in her mouth like those actresses did, but she found that if she squeezed and stroked it, Greg responded by groaning and his cock throbbed even more.

She was still examining his cock closely when he cried out that he was going to come.  She moved her head back just as his body went rigid, then she felt the pulsating of the semen rising through his cock.  The first shots fired up into the air landing on his chest and stomach.  The slowed in intensity and the final spurts came out and coated her hand.  It was hot, sticky, and when she rubbed it between her fingers slick.  Feeling very daring and remembering what he did, she touched some of it to her tongue.  She didn’t like the texture very much, but the taste wasn’t that bad, a little salty maybe.

She looked at him, grinned, and got a relaxed grin in return.  She reached over on the side table and pulled some tissues from the box to try to clean up the drying semen.  It had soaked into his shirt, so she knew they would have to wash it before it stained.

She tossed the used tissues toward the wastebasket.  Looking down at Greg, she saw him smiling up at her.  This time he reached up and pulled her head down for a long, loving kiss.

“Thank you.  That was the best I have ever felt.”  His voice was so low that she almost didn’t hear him.  She sighed in satisfaction and hugged her lover, content in the closeness and what they had just shared.

They stayed like that for a while until Mandy started to move her arm and realized she was stuck in some of the semen that she missed cleaning up.  She giggled at him and he sat up with a smile.  “Lets go take a shower to make sure we are both cleaned up.  I wouldn’t want you to stick solid to me in the middle of the night.

They showered together sharing long caresses and deep kisses.  Since they were both sated for the moment, it was more loving than sexual, but it gave them both a feeling of closeness.  They ended up standing face-to-face kissing while each explored the other’s back and buttocks until the water started to turn cool.  They got out and dried each other off, learning even more about the other person’s body.

Greg was already in bed when Mandy came in.  She was wearing a nightshirt that came about a quarter of the way down her thighs.  She started to crawl under the covers, and then hesitated.  “I bought this nightshirt, but there isn’t any reason for me to wear it to bed.  You already have seen all there is to see.”

Greg was watching her as she lifted it off over her head.  He was surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing anything under it and that she had trimmed and shaved her pussy hair until there was just a small patch at the top of her cleft.  She saw him looking and explained that some of her new panties would have shown her hair above them.

“It looks great on you.”  he replied as she slid in next to him.  They lay like that for a few minutes until Mandy’s hand wandered down toward his cock.  She pressed her hand against it softly and felt him respond.

“Greg, would you make love to me?  I know it can be better than what happened before, and I really want to give myself to you.  I want to know what it is to really love someone and have them love me back.”

He touched her lightly on the cheek.  “I would love to make love with you.  I have wanted to for a very long time.  Let’s do this right.  I want to make you feel as good as you possibly can.”

With that, he onto his side and started kissing her..  Her eyelids, cheeks, along her chin and then to her ears, stopping each time he switched sides to kiss her lips.  Then he started on her neck and down across her shoulders until he got to her breasts.  By now, she was starting to moan and move around..  He looked over and saw that her nipples were very erect and the flesh around them was crinkled.  Still, he didn’t just go for the nipples but worked his way all around her mounds gradually moving to where he could take the tips in between his lips and rub gently.  This really made her start to squirm and her hands started to roam around on his back and chest.

He let the hand that was not supporting him roam towards the treasure between her legs.  He once again found her soaked with her own oils and the newly shaven lips were slick and swollen.  He gently probed and found her entrance.  He started pushing a finger inside and felt the hot velvety texture of her vagina.  As he slid his finger further in, she was raising her pelvis to accelerate his probing.  This felt so much different to her.  Steve didn’t do any foreplay at all and just slammed his little dick into her.  The sensations she was feeling now made her body want even more.

Greg had made it down to her bellybutton before she had decided that she needed his cock inside her NOW.  He moved between her wide spread thighs and started to rub the head of his cock around to get it wet.  Every time he would move over her clit, she would whimper in anticipation.  He felt the head slip up against her entrance and he started to push.

Being a virgin until now didn’t mean he didn’t know what to do.  He had seen enough from the movies and the Internet to know the mechanics.  His instinct was telling him to go slow and easy, partly to prolong the wonderful feelings he was having but mostly to make it better for her.  After the head entered her, he let her get used to the feeling while he did the same.  He could feel the heat and velvety softness as her pussy pushed against the head of his cock.  He started a slow rocking motion moving out a bit to get coated with her juices before pressing in even further.

It really wasn’t that long before he was in as far as he could go and they both groaned in unison as their pubic bones made contact.  He had never felt so long and hard before and he felt like he was touching the very depths of her sheath.  He was now feeling the heat and the pulsations along the entire length of his cock and he didn’t think that he would ever feel anything that could top this.

He opened his eyes and saw that Mandy was enjoying it as much as he was.  Her entire upper chest had a rosy tinge to the skin and her head was thrown back.  He leaned down and touched his lips to her only to have her respond with a kiss that was almost savage in its passion.

He felt her start to rock her pelvis and it reminded him that there was more to come.  He pulled out about half way and then back in as far as he could.  After repeating this a couple of times, he fell into a rhythm that seemed to satisfy them both.  He was glad that he had already had one orgasm not that long ago; otherwise, he would have been shooting already.  Mandy started to raise her hips in rhythm and was showing all the signs of another orgasm.  The sensations were so intense that he was rapidly losing control.

He remembered that she had asked him to kiss her as she climaxed before, so he leaned down and did it again.  That seemed to set her off and she went over the edge.  Her pussy started to pulsate around him and that was all he could take.  He started thrusting into her with short strokes each one ending as deep as he could go and firing his semen against the mouth of her uterus.  The thrusts were making contact with her clit and that prolonged and intensified her orgasm even more.  

By the time they both started coming down, it was all Greg could do to roll onto his side taking her with him.  He felt like all his strength had been shot out the end of his cock.  Mandy was lying there panting, and trying to get her senses back.  They lay there in the afterglow still joined as they became conscious.

Mandy looked into her lover’s eyes.  “My God, that was so incredible!”

“No kidding.  That was more than I could have ever dreamed of.”

Then Mandy gave a little giggle.  “I thought you had never done this before.  It sure didn’t seem like it.  You were fantastic.”

Greg stroked her face.  “I was just trying to make it good for you.  I knew your first experiences were bad so I wanted you to enjoy it this time.  Of course, I was enjoying it right along with you.”

“Yeah, I could tell you were enjoying it.  But I appreciate that you wanted me to enjoy it.  Most other boys I have heard about don’t care.  That is what makes the difference, I think.”

“What is most important is that it is with someone you love.  That makes you want to please your partner.”

Mandy reached over and hugged him tightly.  “And I love you too, so much!”  There were tears in her eyes. What she couldn’t express was that this was the first time that she had ever really felt loved.  It was a foreign emotion for her, but one that she wanted to feel from now on.  It made her feel whole and she owed it to the man that was lying next to her.

They held each other for a long while, each basking in the afterglow of their coupling.  Greg moved a bit and his soft cock slid out of her to land with a wet plop on his leg.  Mandy felt their combined juices starting to come out of her so she slipped her hand between her legs and tried to make it to the bathroom.  When she stood, her legs felt so weak that she could hardly stand up.  She held onto the wall for support and made it across the hall to the bathroom.

Greg had finally rolled onto his back and was lying stretched out with his hands behind his head, replaying the scene in his mind when Mandy came back into the room with a warm washcloth in her hand.  She insisted on cleaning him up and gently wiped up their secretions from his body.  Her gentle touch started a reaction in him, but so soon after their lovemaking, his cock was trying to make promises it couldn’t keep.  The kiss she applied to the head made it a close call though.

Mandy took her place against Greg’s chest and idly caressed his chest while he rubbed her back and side.  They fell asleep like that, exhausted but very satisfied. 

The next morning, Greg woke up on his side with a pair of very soft breasts in his back and soft mat of hair tickling his ass.  Mandy’s right arm was draped over his waist, her pinky finger just touching his erect cock.  He stayed still until he could will his erection down.  Then, he slipped out of bed bringing a sleepy groan from his lover.  He made it into the bathroom and relieved himself.  Since he was pretty well awake, he went ahead and brushed his teeth and washed his face.

He slipped on some old gym shorts and a t-shirt and went down to start some coffee.  He was pouring his first cup when Mandy came down the stairs in the sleep shirt that she had discarded last night.  Her hair was all messed up and her eyes were mere slits as she walked through the doorway to the kitchen.  He was amazed at how beautiful she looked to him even first thing in the morning.

“Morning, Love.  Sleep well last night?”

She tried to give him a half-hearted smile, but it was clear that she was not completely awake.  “Mmmmm.  I slept like a baby and it was your fault.”

He picked up another cup.  “Let me make it up to you.  Sit down and get awake while I start breakfast.”

She gratefully did as he asked, sipping her coffee as he moved around getting out the ingredients for pancakes. He asked Mandy if she could stand eating, and she replied that the morning sickness wasn’t too bad today.  The batter was almost ready when they both heard the front door open.  Greg heard his mom’s voice from the entry hall call out to him.  He replied he was in the kitchen.

“Since you have the week off and I just finished a large deal, I thought...”  Heather Tolkin’s voice tapered off as she came around the corner and saw that her son had company.

“Mom, this is Mandy, Amanda Carson.  She and I have been friends for years.  She’s in a tight spot and needed a place to stay.”

Mandy smiled tentatively at the well-dressed woman.  Heather returned the smile and reached over the counter to clasp hands with Mandy.  “I think I remember you, you were the little girl that always wore dresses and had the crush on Greg.  Am I right?”

“Yes, ma’am.  That was me.”  Mandy turned a light shade of pink when she realized that she had been obvious about her feelings, even back then.

Greg offered breakfast to his mother as well, but she declined opting for coffee instead.  She was watching the interplay between her son and this girl.  The smiles and the loving looks that they exchanged.  The way that they would touch hands whenever they were close enough.  She thought about when her and Ted were first married.  They had looked at each other that way.  They had grown apart over the years, each one really more married to their careers than to each other.  Now, they each had lovers that were really more for relief of their urges than any emotional attachment.

Those early memories filled her with regret.  She wanted more for her son.  As the two young people were finishing up their breakfast, Heather cleared her throat.  “Just watching you two, I would say that you are a lot more than just friends.  Am I right?”

She received two slightly embarrassed nods.  “I can’t say that I’m overly happy about you two being lovers.  However, I know I haven’t been around much so I can’t say too much.  I know that you are very mature for your age Greg, and if you two think you have considered all the possibilities, then I will take your word for it.  Now did you say that Mandy was having some problems?  Anything I can help with?”

Greg had been considering some of the problems that might arise and he was sure that Mandy had been doing the same thing.  His mother was a corporate bigwig who just might know someone who could help even if she couldn’t.  After receiving Mandy’s permission to talk about it, he laid the whole thing out.

“The short version is that Mandy was raped, or at least forced to have sex by a boy at her school.  Since we were friends, I offered to help her.  Her family is very religious, so she knew they wouldn’t be any help.  I took her to the women’s clinic and they confirmed she is indeed pregnant.  When she told her parents, they kicked her out of the house.  She came to me and she has been here ever since.  That was two days ago.”

Heather looked over at Mandy.  “Is that what happened?”

“He left out a lot of details about how much support and love he has given me, but that is the bare bones of what happened to me.”

“Well I must admit, that you are even more level-headed than I thought Greg.  Most every man I have ever heard of would be horrified that the woman he loved was carrying another man’s child.  Yet you are taking it very well.”

“Well, I looked at it this way.  It wasn’t her fault that she was forced to do it.  Just because someone took advantage of her doesn’t make me love her any less.  Besides, she isn’t with him, she made the choice to be with me.  That says a lot.”

Mandy reached over and hugged him tightly.  “Thank you for saying that.  I’ve been worried about if that would affect the way you feel about me, especially when I get fat and ugly from someone else’s child.”

“You will never be fat and ugly in my eyes,” he said, hugging her back.

“I think I may know someone who just might be able to help you.  I can see some problems that could crop up that might need some legal advice.  Are you going to keep the baby or...?”

“I think adoption is the best idea.  I... err, we are too young to try and raise a child,” was Mandy’s reply.

“You are probably right.  But the woman I am thinking about would be able to handle everything.  She is a family lawyer, but she has done private adoptions as well.  I’ll call her tomorrow and see if she will take you as a client pro-bono as a favor to me.”

“That would really be great, mom.”

Mandy’s response was more expressive.  She hugged Heather tightly.  “Thank you so much, Mrs. Tolkin.  It is wonderful that you would do that for me.”

Heather was surprised by the sudden display of affection, but quickly responded by returning the hug.  “That’s quite alright Mandy.  If my son loves you, you must be quite a girl.  He has very good taste, you know.”  Then they pulled back to where Heather held both of Mandy’s hands.  “And you don’t need to call me Mrs. Tolkin.  Heather is just fine with me.  Only my staff calls me by my formal name.  Now when I showed up, I was going to see if Greg wanted to spend a day with his mother.  How about if you both get dressed and we’ll go out.  I’ll even treat you to lunch.”

They both agreed that it would be fun to just spend some time goofing off and they started to head up the stairs when Heather called up after them, “And no fooling around or we will never get out of here.”

Greg yelled out “Mommmmmm!” but Mandy just giggled.  They didn’t fool around, though Greg couldn’t resist a few caresses of her boobs before she got her bra on.  Mandy finished dressing and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face, leaving Greg to get dressed alone.

He was done before she was and stopped at the bathroom door to tell her to come down when she was ready.  He stepped into the kitchen as his mom was hanging up the phone.

“I just got off the phone with Marina, the lawyer friend I told you about.  She agreed to take Mandy’s case for just the filing fees, and I said I would take care of that.  We are to meet her after lunch.”

“Thanks mom.  I really appreciate your help and I know Mandy does as well.”  He then gave his mother a hug.

“After we talked last time, I realized that I had missed out on a lot with you.  I know I can’t make up for the time we lost, but maybe we can start and go on from here.  That is if you want to.”

Greg saw a look of uncertainty in his mother’s eyes.  “Of course, I want to.  I have always loved you.  You are my mother.  But I would love to get to know you better, and maybe we can become closer.”

“I would really like that, son.  I really would.”  They gave each other another hug that lasted until they heard Mandy coming down the stairs.  Greg looked at her standing in the doorway, again not believing how sexy she looked.  When Mandy saw him staring, she gave him a big smile.  They gathered what they needed and headed to Heather’s car.

They were debating where to go when Heather suggested that Mandy wouldn’t be able to ride on the motorcycle later on, so they might want to think about a car.  This made sense, so they spent the rest of the morning looking for a vehicle.  They found an almost new Monte Carlo at the dealership.  It had low mileage and had been well maintained.  It was sporty enough that Greg wouldn’t mind letting the bike sit for a while.  A deal was reached and a call was made to Carl so he could get a check to the dealer.  They would pick it up after the meeting with the lawyer.

Lunch was at one of Heather’s favorite places downtown.  The maitre’ de greeted her by name and was told that her favorite table was available.  They were shown to a table that was out of the way so that the business that Heather usually conducted here could be kept private.  Mandy felt a little out of place dressed in jeans and a knit top like she was.  Heather told her not to worry, that all kinds of people came in here.  The waiter came over and brought Heather’s usual glass of white wine, and asked the other two their preferences.  Mandy asked for a cola, and Greg ordered iced tea.  The menu was varied and all of it sounded good.  Heather settled on a salad that had a grilled chicken breast on top and Mandy followed suit.  Greg was like his father enough that he ordered steak, potato, and the vegetable of the day.

Greg could see why this would be a favorite of his mothers.  The service was fast, but discrete and the food was excellent.  While they ate, Heather and Mandy got to know each other better.  Heather could hardly believe that she had such a strict home life.

“Greg almost raised himself.  He thankfully didn’t need a lot of discipline or guidance.  Looks like you both are coming from opposite sides of the spectrum.  But being smart kids, I would imagine you will be able to overcome any problems that come from your upbringing.”

By the time the dessert tray was presented, they were all full enough to bypass it, even though the chocolate mousse was a real temptation to Mandy.  She was determined to not let herself get too heavy with this child, and wanted to regain her figure as soon as possible afterwards.  By the time Heather had given the waiter her corporate card for the meal, it was almost time to go to the lawyer’s office.

They walked the two blocks to the building where Marina Sultas’ office was located.  The secretary led them back into a small conference room and told them that Marina would be in shortly.

The woman who entered the door was a tall woman, and very well proportioned in Greg’s estimation.  She had dark red hair that was put up in a French braid that left it hanging down her back.  Her delicate features were in contrast with her blazing dark blue eyes.  She had a ready smile that showed her teeth and her demeanor was sympathetic to Mandy’s plight.

She listened to the entire story without commenting except to have Mandy make some point more clear, or to get the timeline straight.  After Mandy was finished, she glanced through her notes before she started to speak.

“What I can see here is fairly typical of these cases.  You are almost to the age of your majority, only a year and a month away.  That would look good in front of a judge.  If you are sure you don’t want to go back to your parents, my suggestion would be to file for emancipation.  That means you are declared an adult and you make your own decisions.  But it also means you would have adult responsibilities as well.  Are you going to finish school?”  Mandy stated she wanted to, but it would be at a different school.  “That is another thing that will be in your favor.  I would suggest a charter school that caters to single teen-aged mothers.  You will attend classes as long as possible before the delivery and then via a tutor and Internet until you recover from the birth.  Since you have decided on adoption, you won’t have to worry about the child care that they offer.”

“As far as the adoption is concerned, I can mediate between the prospective couple you choose and you, and handle the necessary legal paperwork.  Now do you understand what all I have told you and do you wish to go through with the emancipation?”

Mandy gave it a moment before answering to consider.  “Yes, I believe I do want to do this.  Otherwise, they would have me back and shipped off to some home where I would be treated like dirt, and then they would take my baby and give it to another couple that would raise it like I was.  I couldn’t do that.  Worst of all, they would take me away from Greg and that I couldn’t stand.  I finally found someone who loves and cares for me, and I am not going to lose him.”

“Alright, I will get Sandy started on the paperwork.  Now, the first thing is to get a TRO for your parents.  Judge Henderson will grant it on an affidavit from you swearing to past violence and that you fear more physical abuse.  This will keep them from taking you and sending you away so you can’t be at the emancipation hearing.  That trick is one that particular church likes to employ.  You may also get some harassment from church members.  I have dealt with them before and they are very fanatical.  Thank goodness most of the Christian religions are reasonable people.  But I guess there are zealots in all faiths.”

With handshakes all around, the meeting ended.  Sandy, Marina’s paralegal helped Mandy with her paperwork and we were lucky enough to catch Judge Henderson.  He had no problem signing the TRO and we paid the fee to have it served on the Carson household.  It would be a few days before they got the papers for the emancipation.

Everything done that they could do, Heather, Greg and Mandy left and went back to the dealership where all the paperwork was ready for them.  Greg signed the forms with his mom as cosigner and they drove back home in separate vehicles.  They ordered out for dinner and Heather decided to spend the night.

The two young lovers fell into bed, tired but very satisfied.  Heather had been a great help with her logical thinking about what was needed, and Mandy felt much more secure.  They did not make love, being tired, but also having Greg’s mom just down the hall.  The women had made plans to go shopping the next day and Greg was going to stay home and do some work in the yard.  That was cause enough for them to drop off quickly, spooned together with Greg clutching his girlfriend tightly to him, his hand over her breast.