Author: PlanetDweller
Title: Angel's Adventures, Chapter Four
Summary: The continuing lifestory and adventures of Angel Green, her life, 
loves, and her grade-school sex club affectionately known as 
"The Tongue Club". Riel Harmuth worms her way into Angel's life just so she
can become a member of the club; Angel's mother takes the lesbian virginity
of Riel, Angel's new friend; Riel and others are initiated into "The 
Tongue Club", including thirteen-year-old Melissa, who is the middle sister
to existing members brothers Joe and JJ.
Keywords: Fg, Ff, ff, FgM, MFg, Mg, FMmg, Fm, fffff, bbbbbb+gggggggggg+++, 
group, incest, mother/daughter, whole family incest, swinging, young 
swingers, menstrual sex, period fetish, romance, rom, romantic, first 
time



Angel's Adventures, Chapter Four

By

PlanetDweller







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

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

"See you then, love."

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

	
"Brrringggg, brrrnggg!!!"

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

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

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

"Uhh, hello?"

"Angel?"

"Uh, yes?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, and yes."

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

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

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

"How you gonna fake my handwriting?"

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

"But I don't have a computer."

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

"Yeah?"

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

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

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

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

	A long pause followed by a deep breath.

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

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

	A deep, audible sigh, then another.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

	Damn, she was serious and even more determined.

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

"Like what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Where's Mom at?"

"Her room, taking a nap I think."


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

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

"Sure" Joni always being my true love.

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

Jesus, I wish she would quit drinking. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"We still on for this afternoon?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"See you this afternoon."



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"It's actually Amy."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I will, and thanks."

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

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

"Maybe."

"Maybe then, see ya' tonight."

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


"Well, what's the verdict?"

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

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

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

"Thanks, I think."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, all of them in fact."

"And the guys suck each other off too?"

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

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

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

"No, there's another main requirement."

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

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

"Why won't you tell me?"

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

"I really like you, Angel."

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

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

"Yeah, I do."

"Who's it with?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thanks, friend."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I guess in my room."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

	Her gaze fixed hard.

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

"Yeah, way."

"But that's incest!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I love you, Squirt."

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

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

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

"Win?"

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

"That's good, happy for you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thanks."

"Sure" he turning down the hall and leaving.

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

"I love you, Squirt."

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

"Okay."

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

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

	Couldn't fucking believe it.

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

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

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

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

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

What could I say?

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

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

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

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

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

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

	Shit. I did promise her earlier she could.

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

"Fair enough. Want me to leave now?"

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

"Tell me about it, gyrrllfriend."

"Nothing much to tell."

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

"A 'little'?!?"

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

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

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

"Yah, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

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

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

"Sorry to hear that."

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

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

"Me too."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Eight-twenty."

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

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

"I'm that obvious, hu?"

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

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

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

"Thanks Mom."

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

"Ronnie."

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

"Would you mind?"

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

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

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

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

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


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

"Hi Angel."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Which is?"

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

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


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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

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

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

"God, that's so incredible!"

"Ever had an orgasm before, Ronnie?"

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

"Just relax and enjoy."

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

"Damn, uhhh, Kate, damn!"

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

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

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

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

"Is this how you do it?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah; whactcha gonna' do this afternoon?"

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

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

"Yeah."

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

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


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

"Hi friend, where'd you go?"

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

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

"Uh, no, not today."

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

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

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


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

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

"For what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Uh, no, I was just asking."

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

"Because she's your Mom is why?"

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

"Cool."

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

"Hungry?"

"Yeah, a little."

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

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

"Yeah, that'd be neat."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

"Yeah, I'm okay."

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

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

"You and Riel have fun this weekend?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Love you too."

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

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

~ Riel's Initiation ~


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

"Thanks, friend."

"Sure thing, best girlfriend."

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

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

"Come over?"

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

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

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


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

"Chris, Patrick, this is Riel."

"Ronnie" she quickly corrected.

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

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

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

"Nope."

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

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

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

"Patrick. Thank you for having me tonight."

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

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

"Thank you Mrs. Magdanz."

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

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

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

"It's part of the initiation."

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

"Ever had one on before?"

"Well, no."

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

"I do."


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

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

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

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

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

Melissa everyone knew and liked and was an obvious choice because at 
age thirteen she was the middle sibling between her brothers twelve-year-old 
Joe was Bobby's best friend and sixteen-year-old JJ who had taken my 
virginity and was my lover at The Club and when we would date sometimes 
too. In a way it was a little weird that she was joining, considering that until 
tonight she had never fooled around with her brothers, not even a little mutual 
petting let alone oral sex with them, but everyone else in the club knew and 
liked her and when her brothers asked that she be admitted there really 
wasn't any question that she was automatically in. 

It would be nice to have another brother(s)-sister combination as 
members of The Club. Everyone had seen me fool around with Shithead 
brother Bobby, had seen us fuck and suck and all lotsa times, by ourselves as 
well as when he was with Betty and I often joined them, so seeing incestuous 
play wasn't shocking to them anymore. And they had seen me and little sister 
Squirt, Jamie, fool around too though she was so young that in an odd way it 
didn't seem as forbidden or exciting to them as when Bobby and I would fool 
around in front of everyone.

None of the girls were really friends with Melissa, she had been 
nominated by her brothers, but that was okay, I was sure she'd fit as were 
Betty and Rosa and Rae and Heidi and all.


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

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

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

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

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

	
	Candy dropped Riel's skirt to the floor beside me as I pulled Wink's pants 
down and played with his cock some. Wow, Heidi wasn't kidding! He wasn't as 
big as, say, Frank from the swing club but was definitely as large as many of 
the adult men I've been with. 

His cock rose quickly to my touch. Looking down at it, stroking it, 
sharing it with Rosa and Melissa some, I couldn't help but notice a "Christian 
Dior" tag inside Riel's otherwise unremarkable black gothgurll skirt as Rae and 
Betty both heavily gropped Riel through her black bra and panties next to us.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

	Untying them, we moved them back to the middle of the room and 
removed their blindfolds, handing them their tops or in Wink's case his shirt 
but nothing else all of us being quite naked and happy. 

Then, in one perfect moment, the sponsor of each, me for Riel and Heidi 
for Wink of course and Liz for Shu and JJ and Joe for their sister Melissa, were 
handed "Tongue Club" lapel pins that Betty and I had found at Spencer's in the 
mall that seemingly long time ago and with the placement of the pins on their 
tops and sealed with a deep kiss to the lips, our initiates had become official 
Tongue Club members. 

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

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

"Welcome to The Club."

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

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

"Riel" JJ said as he came over.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

"Suck us off, Sis, suck us, that's it, show the other members that we're as cool 
as Bobby and Angel and Jamie; suck us, that's it" Melissa being on her knees 
in front of the bed while her brothers shoved their cocks into her face for her 
to suck, she managing the best she could, a lick and a deepthroat for a minute 
on one while the other one slowly masturbated inches from her face awaiting 
his turn. She was smiling. Her brothers were smiling. They were happy. Happy 
to have become closer than they ever thought possible, just like Bobby and 
Squirt and me had become. That was the whole point of The Club, to have fun, 
to be happy, to have fun.

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


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

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

"Sure thing. Thanks."

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

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

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


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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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