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Tuck A Walk On The Wild Side -*- Copyright 2001 by Ellen Hayes.

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Tuck A Walk On The Wild Side


***
02:52 20 Jul

     I was going out of my room to start scrubbing the face goo off in
the bathroom when I realized that Susan had either woken up in order to
explore her closet, or been out as late as us and had just gotten home,
because she was dressed in something nice.  I'd bet it was the second
one, but you could never be quite sure.
     She was very surprised to see me, which she could since she had
left her door open and the light on.  "Tuck!" she complained, and came
out to discuss something.
     "Like it?" I asked her, and turned into the light to show her what
I'd done.
     "You're nuts," she commented.
     "You just figured that out?" Amy said as she came out of my room
wearing my robe and still in HER facepaint.  "But I thought the paint
was cool, tonight!"
     Susan looked at her, looked at me, looked at her, sighed, and went
into her room and shut the door.

***
09:32 20 Jul

     "Nuuhhhhhhh?!" I complained into the wimp phone.
     "Morning Val!" Jill said cheerfully.
     I said something rude back and hung up.
     The phone resumed flashing.

***
09:33 20 Jul

     Amy finally elbowed me in the head and climbed over me to answer
the phone.  "WHAT?!" she shrieked.  "Yeah, fine," she said a moment
later, and hung up like she meant it.  "Tuck, get yer ass up," she
snarled.
     I sighed, and got my ass up.

***
09:44 20 Jul

     Amy and I came out of the bathroom after our shower - it was easier
to shower with two, sometimes, especially when you could barely keep one
eye open - at the same time to find Susan, Kim, Mike, and Jill, standing
in the hall, all staring at us.  "What?" I complained.  "WE didn't call
YOU," I reminded them.
     Susan glared at me like the hangover it looked like she had was
somehow my fault.  The rest of them just glared at us.
     Finally, Kim commented, "Va-Tuck, it's KISSING cousins, not
anything else."
     And, as I halfway expected Amy to do, she turned around and kissed
the heck out of me.  Which I returned.  Until we were beaten apart by
the crowd.

***
10:10 20 Jul

     "So where did you guys go last night?" Amy asked Jill as we waited
to get a five-place table at the Gay Cafe.
     "Out dancing at Underground," Jill replied.
     "Why didn't you come with us?" I asked.
     "'Cause we wanted to go out with Deb, haven't seen her in a week,
and the two of you aren't getting along," Jill explained casually, like
it was an everyday thing.  "So Kim went out with you guys, and the rest
of us hung out with Deb and Lisa for the night."
     I didn't know what to think, after that.

***
10:46 20 Jul

     "You know," I mentioned to Kim, "you could kiss me instead of him,"
since she was sitting between me and Mike.
     "You wanna wear this?" Mike asked me, and pointed at his plate.
     I wasn't worried; he'd never volutarily waste food, especially
fresh cooked food.  And doubly especially if it was food that had cost
him money.  "Why, you gonna eat it off my body if I do?" I leered at
him.
     "I'll eat it off you ," Amy leered at me, until I kicked her.  "Ow!
You fuck!" she commented as she started kicking me back.
     "You two are disgusting," Jill commented casually.
     "Which two?" the non-Jill four of us asked at the same time, which
made Jill hoot and point and thump the table in amusement.

***
11:23 20 Jul

     "Wanna go shopping?" Kim suggested, with an eyebrow lifted.
     Mike and Jill screamed, Amy nodded, and I started to dig through my
purse to see if I had enough money before I remembered that Kim had paid
me today.  Then I remembered that I had chores to do.  "Aww, man," I
complained.  "I can't, I got chores!"
     Mike offered, "I'll do 'em, and then you can go shopping with Kim."
     I stared at him.  "You, you don't really mean that, do you?"
     "What chores?" Mike asked, his brain apparently reactivating.
     "Do I have any say in this?" Kim complained.
     "What, you wanna do my chores too?"  She hit me.  "Ow!"
     "Don't hit Tuh-Val, she bruises easy," Mike said offhandedly, then
blocked Kim offhandedly.  "C'mon, what chores?"
     "Mike!" Kim complained, again.  "I wanted to see you today!"
     "But we'll meet up at Tuck's house when he cooks Sunday dinner,"
Mike told her, like it was obvious.  "Then we can hang out all evening."
     "Yeah," I agreed, like it was obvious, before I realized I'd just
agreed to cook again.  "Damn," Jill and I said at the same time.  "Who's
coming today?  Jill, you want me to save you a plate?"

***
13:02 20 Jul

     Travis would REALLY like this, I guessed.
     I hoped.
     *Oh, shit,* I sighed, and put the skirt back.  I had no idea.

***
13:19 20 Jul

     On the other hand, the sundress I had found was buttery soft and
looked good on me, so I was going to get it for me, and if he didn't
like he could eat it.
     *Maybe while I'm wearing it,* I thought, which made me snicker.
     "Do you have shoes for that?" Amy asked me as she saw what I had
on, totally ignoring what she was holding in her own arms.  "That looks
really nice."
     "You think?"

***
14:11 20 Jul

     "Uh, Eugene?" Dad said.
     "What?"  He'd already made me suspicious, and the way he didn't say
anything immediately made it worse.
     He finally said, "Um, remember Dana?"
     "Dana, Dana," I mumbled, trying to think if anyone at his work had
been named Dana, or if it was someone from Mom's work, or-
     "Oh no!" I complained
     "She's coming over to discuss a camping trip," Dad said.
     "Aaauuuuggghhh!" I cried as I ran away holding my head.  She was
always bad news.
     "AND YOU'RE COOKING SUNDAY DINNER!" Dad reminded me at the top of
his lungs.

***
14:49 20 Jul

     Amy and and I pulled into the driveway with a load of groceries,
avoiding Kim's car, and I parked and shut off the engine.
     As we got out, it was obvious Dad had the stereo cranked,
apparently playing Van Halen, and after a moment I matched 'Right Now'.
     "Must be hacking," I said to Amy as we got out.  Dad didn't usually
crank the music up unless he was seriously into the electron flow, and
if it was CI stuff he'd be playing something nastier-tempered like Led
Zepplin or AC/DC or something.  And if Mom was listening to moldie
oldies, she went more for disco.
     "Man, why doesn't he listen to something reasonable for old people,
like Sinatra or Mel Gibson," she complained.
     It took me until I got the groceries entirely put away and got Mike
and Kim started on chopping before I realized, "Mel Torme?"
     Of course, by then she had no idea what _I_ was talking about.

***
15:31 20 Jul

     "Hey Tuck!" Amy called, and we all stopped chopping and turned
around. She was lugging in a big portable stereo.  She found one of the
few remaining outlets, plugged it it, and turned it on.
     Silence.
     "Oooh," I lied, not actually impressed in the least.
     "New album?" Mike asked.
     "So new they didn't finish?" Kim added, and Mike nodded at her
approvingly.
     "Shut up," Amy said as she fumbled with the buttons, then held her
finger on one for quite a while.
     "What are you playing?" I asked, and she ignored me.  Finally, she
let go, and it actually started making sound.
     "Come on, come on MAAAARRRRRRRRYYYY for the money,
      come on come on LISSSSSSSTEN to the money talk..."
     You could cook to this.  You could dance to this.  We did both.
     Mom came in and tried to say something, but we couldn't hear her,
and apparently she was scared to come near the chopping knives to turn
it down herself.  When no one turned off the circuit breakers to the
kitchen, I decided it hadn't been that important.

***
17:19 20 Jul

     "Hello, Eugene," came a voice from behind me - we'd eventually
turned the stereo down, precisely so we could hear voices - and I turned
around and it was Dana Treble and her husband Jim Something-or-other.
Danashusband.  He supposedly had a last name of his own, but I don't
think anyone else remembered it either.
     "Hi," I said, forcing myself to be polite to someone whose face and
voice I associated with torture, poison, and illness.  Her, not him.
"How're you today?"
     "Okay, I guess, just a little stressed out," she said tiredly as
Jim came past her and towards my stove.
     "Aaaaht," I warned him, lifting the spatula.  "No tasting.  Get
out."
     "You sound like your mother," he said, amused.
     "But I hit harder," I lied, not at all amused.
     He left without attempting to taste anything.

***
18:11 20 Jul

     "This IS good," Doc Treble said, sounding surprised.
     "So I don't have to get needles, right?"
     She just gave me a look, like Mom and Dad did.
     I sighed.
     "What needles?" Amy asked.
     "Immunizations," Doc replied, "plus some allergen desensitization
shots, for Hymenoptera, if he needs them."
     Pause.
     Amy raised her hand.  "Could I get that in English, please?"
     "Lots and lots of needles for the next couple weeks," I said before
Doc Treble could put some sort of positive spin on the ordeal.
     "Eug-"
     "I know I know!" I complained.  "I just don't like getting stuck
twice or three times a week with needles!  Does anyone have a problem
with that?"  Brian raised his hand, but it was Brian so I could ignore
him.

***
18:29 20 Jul

     "And who's that Red Cross instructor you know, Eugene?" Dad asked
me.
     "A what?"
     "Kathy," Kim supplied as she glared at me.  *Oh yeah.*
     "How quick can she teach a class?" Dad asked Kim.
     "Huh?"
     "Next weekend?"
     "Uh, I can ask," Kim delayed.  "How many people?"
     Dad thought for a moment.  "Mike, you didn't have the training
Eugene did, did you?"
     "Mmprgh?" Mike mumbled, looking up from his plate.
     "Don't talk with your mouth full!" several people said at the same
time.  Mike only kicked me, though, which I thought was unfair.
     "No, he didn't," I supplied.
     "Nine, then," Dad said, before Mom nudged him.  "Ten."
     "Hey," Susan said, raising her hand.
     "Eleven," Dad amended again.
     "Jeez," Kim said, looking impressed.
     "Jeez," Brian agreed.  "Red Cross?"
     "Ten dollar bonus," Dad said.  "Twenty if we can get through
advanced first aid."
     Bribery was a well-accepted part of life in the Tucker household.
Or, as Dad liked to put it, 'Carrot AND stick'.
     "Basic first aid's a two day course," Kim mentioned.  "Advanced is
like, I dunno, a couple of weeks or something like that."
     "Basic, then, with CPR," Dad raised, and Kim called with a nod.
     "That's it?" Brian complained.  "Twenty bucks?  For two days?
Forty for both."
     "Brian," Mom warned as Dad just laughed his evil 'No way in hell'
laugh.
     I interrupted with, "Hey, Dad, since I'm current, can I get a
bonus-"
     "No."
     "Dad!" I complained.
     "You got those qualifications for your own job," he stated.
     "I'm crushed, that you would do such an injustice to your own flesh
and blood," I orated, and grabbed my chest - I'd have to stop doing
that, it was starting to hurt, a lot - and fell off my chair.  "Alas,
the agony is too much to b-"  Mike kicked me again.  "-ow.  Bear."
     "Ooh, sucks to be you," Dad said from above, and I tried to kick
him but he was out of range.

***
18:48 20 Jul

     "I wanna go!" Amy complained.
     "Camping?" Ellen said skeptically.
     "It's not fun," I reminded Amy.  "And you get scars."
     "Only if you're stupid," she grinned.  "Ow!"
     "Amy," Mike said, "that was stupid.  That's why it hurt."  He
blocked her retaliatory swipe with his off hand.

***
19:41 20 Jul

     "This is gonna be cool," Dan asserted, rubbing his hands.  I wanted
to remind him of what it was actually like, camping Tucker style, but he
didn't seem like he wanted to listen.  Ellen and Kim had been smart and
declined, with Kim saying she was going to have to watch my kids while I
was gone.  I hated the thought of missing a week's pay, but it wasn't
like it was optional for me; it only became so when one moved out of the
house.  Or slept with- no, I didn't want to think about that; that was
disgusting.
     "So..." I said to Mike.
     "So that means we've gotta start walking and stuff," Mike said,
"because if we don't, and especially you, someone's gonna die of pain on
that trail."
     I sighed.  It was too true.  "I think I convince the boys, at work,
that they want to go to the park more or something, and maybe I can get
them to ride bikes..."  Plus all the martial arts training I'd forgotten
about until just now.  "Hey, uh, Mike?"
     His suspicious look told me that he was in fact paying attention;
maybe a little too much.

***
20:35 20 Jul

     "Hey, guys," Dad said to me and Mike and Amy and Kim and Dan and
Ellen as we all sat on the porch and yakked.  Mike had 'reminded' me of
enough lessons to keep the kids busy for a week, but I was tired and
dirty now, and so was he.  And so were Dan and Amy and even Kim, a bit.
Ellen had stayed on the porch and watched us.  Not dumb, that one.
     Dad continued, "I think we've found a couple of permanent
replacements for you two's graveyard shifts.  So you only have to work
tonight and maybe tomorrow, and that should be it."  I guess he was only
talking to Amy and Mike, really.
     "I got fired?" Amy said, looking really confused.
     "Downsized," Dad said back.
     "'Right'-sized," Dan quoted Dilbert.
     "Canned!" Mike whined.
     "Flushed!" Kim contributed, and started poking Mike.
     "Thrown away like last weeks' garbage," I added.  "I got about the
same notice a couple of years ago, though.  Dad doesn't believe in two
weeks notice for family, since he claims to be paying for us anyway."
Mike and Kim had graduated to slaps.
     "Besides, you," Dad said to Amy, "aren't going to be in this state
in a month, and you," he said to Mike, who stopped slapping at Kim and
vice versa, "have to go to school, so I need to start looking for
replacements anyway, and get them up to speed.  I just found two early,
this time."
     "Don't I have to go to school?" Amy said, which struck me as
immensely dumb.  If Dad had left ME the least chance of not going to
school, I'd have taken it and run with it, not given him a chance to
retract what he'd said.
     Dad glanced sideways at Mom, who was talking with Doc Treble, and
said loudly, "Amy, you don't need to go to school and get an education,
you're just a GIRL."  Dad then grimaced and grabbed his arm where Mom
had back-elbowed him without stopping her own conversation.  "I love you
too, dear."
     "Pig," Mom said over her shoulder.
     "And that's why you're getting fired," Dad told her.  "My wife."
Mom elbowed Dad again, lower and hard enough for the impact to be
audible this time, and he complained as he lurched sideways.
     "But," Amy whimpered, getting into the spirit of things, "but what
about the children?  How can we feed them if we've been thrown out into
the snow, Mister Scrooge?"
     "Not my problem!" Dad said cheerfully as he rubbed his ribs, and
added, "And don't ask me for a job reference either, or I'll tell them
about all the porn you spent all those nights downloading-"
     "That was her," Mike stated while pointing at Amy.
     "I was NOT!" Amy gasped.  "You are LYING!" she shrieked as she
jumped up and chased Mike off the porch.
     "Probably both of them," I said.
     "Let's just hope they don't get the two sets of porn mixed up," Kim
giggled.
     "I'm certain that nothing like that happened," Dad said, meaning he
was certain he could ignore any evidence anyone could produce.

***
21:07 20 Jul

     "Man, I'm tired!" I complained to everyone in general.
     "I'm not," Amy countered.
     "Then YOU stay up and keep everyone company," I decided.  "I gotta
work tomorrow!"  Which was, I realized a little late, rather a cruel
blow to two people that had just been downsized.
     I got beaten for it, but only lightly.

***
21:11 20 Jul

     "'Night, mano," Mike said as we unlocked hands.
     "'Night man."  I'd already said goodnight to everyone else, so I
went inside, waved to Doc and her husband, kissed Mom goodnight and
hugged Dad, and then went up the stairs to get ready for bed.

***
06:58 21 Jul

     While I was looking at them, I took another one of my T shirts, a
short-all, and a pair of black Keds, and stuffed them into my pack.
Babysitting was one of those jobs that seemed to demand an inordinate
amount of clothes changing, and I could use a spare set.

***
09:29 21 Jul

     "But you PROMISED!" Ricky whined.
     "Oh God," I said.  At least I hadn't eaten that much breakfast.
And this was something I HAD discussed with Miz Parker, so he COULD tell
his parents if I called him a liar.  Damn.
     It looked like I'd be setting up a dojo today, then.
     Now, what was I going to do with Stella?

***
09:32 21 Jul

     Taking the playpen outside had solved the problem of 'What do I do
with Stella?' which I'd been wondering about.  Now I just had three
small psychos in training to worry about.

***
10:49 21 Jul

     The reason one wore tanker goggles while having martial arts
practice with small children, is that the little weiners would sometimes
try to put a fist into your eye, which hurt a lot less if it didn't
actually go into an eye.  I'd always thought Dad was just being a dork
or something.
     On the other hand, it still hurt, so I spun Davy around and kicked
his rear and watched as he crashed in the grass a few welcome feet away.
     I suppose it was a childish thing for me to do, but I was dealing
with children, so it wasn't like they had the ethical high ground on the
matter.

***
12:06 21 Jul

     "Tea?" Gary asked skeptically.
     "I'm not hungry," I reminded them.

***
12:07 21 Jul

     "Honey?"
     "Trust me," I smiled, hopefully ominously, and stirred.

***
12:10 21 Jul

     Smart me had fixed one mug for everyone else to taste, and one for
me to actually drink from, and so they were passing the one around while
I got to have tea from the other.
     The kids were not really up on the tea thing, but it wasn't like I
cared if they liked what I was going to have.

***
12:31 21 Jul

     "No, just like swimming, you have to wait a while before you
start-"  The whining began, like I thought it would.  "Stop whining!
I'm serious!"
     "Then how come we only have to wait half an hour instead of an
hour?" Davy asked, and was pummelled by his relatives in a completely
non-trained fashion, and he grabbed one and pulled and they both fell to
the ground, where Davy kicked him.  Just like I'd taught him.
     The training was already doing some good; now they were on the
floor instead of running around the house and into furniture and
expensive breakables.  I was beginning to appreciate Dad's subtlety.  I
made sure the plates were nowhere near the edge of the table and waited
for them to get done 'discussing' Davy's lack of sense.

***
14:10 21 Jul

     "Why do we have to keep practicing falling?" Gary complained.
     "Because, a lot of the best moves start on the ground, and besides,
if someone pushes you down and kicks you," which was a favorite tactic
of playground psychopaths, "you're gonna know how to fall, and be ready
to make them pay for it.  And," I added, "it looks better when the
teachers get there, because if you got pushed down and then someone gets
close enough to kick you, then it's not you starting a fight.  See?"  I
wasn't going to mention the parental-side advantages; they just wouldn't
understand at their age.
     "Ooooh," all three of them admired my logic.
     "I'm not just doing this to torture you," I pointed out.  "I know
where you're likely to get into fights, and what to do."  Up to a point.
Luckily, none of them had shown any signs of fear-induced asthma before,
which had always been my biggest problem.

***
15:00 21 Jul

     My watch beeped, and I looked at it, which was a mistake because
Davy grabbed my leg and pulled and down I went.  "Wretch!" I named him
as I fell, because that's what he was, and then bounced out and away
before he could sit on me.  "Holdit!"
     Everyone stopped.
     "It's three o'clock, anyone want a snack or something?" I asked as
I slowly and painfully got up.
     There was great acclaim.

***
15:02 21 Jul

     "Waitwaitwait," Davy yelled, and stopped everyone.  "I wanna go
swimming, can I just have a little bit and then go swimming?"
     I thought about it for a while while the boys yelled various
things, and then decided, "Yeah, that'd be okay.  Good idea, Davy!"
     "It's DAVID!" he complained scornfully.
     "Davy-wavy-flavy," Gary commented, and down they went.

***
17:15 21 Jul

     *Oh my God, he's gonna be here in-*  "Time!" I yelled.  "Ev'rybody
out of the pool!"  I ignored the chorus of groans as I quickly pulled
Stella and myself out.  "Like, NOW, gentlemen!"

***
17:41 21 Jul

     Travis was here, and I was here, and Miz Parker was there, inside,
so I could leave...
     He leaned forward, and I had to tell him, "Not in front of the
children!"
     He stopped.
     "They'd tease me about it until THEY started dating," I reminded
him.  "How about we go elsewhere?"

***
17:44 21 Jul

     He stopped when I stopped and honked, and he actually managed to
get out of his truck before I ejected myself ran up and jumped on him.

***
17:51 21 Jul

     "I missed you," I said, breathing hard.
     "I noticed," he agreed, then hugged me tighter.  "I missed you
too," he whispered into my ear like it was a shameful secret.

***
18:09 21 Jul

     We'd gotten Wendy's to go, which made me a little nervous,
remembering the last time we'd done this, but today I'd followed Travis
almost directly to his house after we got through the drive-thru, which
made me nervous and edgy in an entirely different and much more
preferable way.
     Luckily, I'd remembered to stop for something I hoped we'd need a
lot of.  And then, like sometimes happens when you're shopping, one
thing led to another...
     The guy at the drugstore counter looked at the two boxes of Touch
of Mint condoms and the twelve pack of ginger ale and the ankle brace
and the chocolate syrup - it was just an idea, and I could always have
it on ice cream if it didn't work out - and then looked at me, like
'YOU?'
     I could only smile and shrug.  If he thought I was going to give
him details of why I wanted all this, or any of this, he was dead wrong.

***
18:18 21 Jul

     "Where did you go?" Travis asked as I got out of my car.
     "Oh I had to get a few things," I told him as I walked around to
the other side and opened the door, and handed him the ginger ale.
     "You didn't have to do that," he informed me as he took the twelve
pack.
     "I know, but I wanted to," I told him in return.

***
18:21 21 Jul

     "But I'm really hungry," Travis whined, looking at the bags of
food, as in more than one, that he'd brought up from his truck.
     "Oh..."  Guys.  "Okay.  Since you worked so hard today," I said,
not smiling where he could see me.

***
18:30 21 Jul

     Eating with him was okay... well, more than okay, especially since
we weren't in a restaurant where we had to use manners and tact and
clothes and they never had couches.  Eating was, in fact, a lot more fun
when you were frustrated like I was if you could be right next to your
special someone and rub legs together while your hands were busy, and
things like that.
     And where you'd get the occasional nibble on your ear, like he was
doing to me at the moment.
     I'd have to convince him to eat before he came to see me at the
Parker's place so we could just get right to doing this, instead of
messing around with food when we were together, I decided.

***
19:03 21 Jul

     "What's the ankle brace for?" he asked as I pulled it out in order
to transfer it into my pack.
     "Oh, it's for..."  Oh, shit, I hadn't quite realized until just
this moment that I was going to be gone, as in away from Travis, for an
entire week.
     "Valerie?" he asked, when I guess it looked like I'd just
remembered something horrible, which I had.

***
19:10 21 Jul

     "We'll live through it," he reminded me, and I sighed.  I knew
that, intellectually.  I just didn't want to let go of him even for a
couple of minutes, and so the idea of an entire week without being able
to see him, hear him, call him, get a page from him, or anything, was
just terrible.

***
19:26 21 Jul

     Luckily, though it hadn't been a plan or anything, Travis felt that
I needed consoling, and proceeded to do his best.
     I had to say, that I felt a lot better about things, even if it was
only temporary.

***
19:33 21 Jul

     "I saved a set of sheets until you visited," he told me, showing me
the sloppily folded set.  Not that it mattered how well they were
folded; they did look and smell clean.
     "Great!" I said, really meaning it.
     I guess I was really turning into a wuss, insisting on things like
clean sheets and everything, but it really did improve the experience in
my opinion.
     And, of course, the fact that he'd listened to what I said and
wanted to do it just for me apparently, was sort of exciting all by
itself too.  Or at least unusual.

***
19:35 21 Jul

     Luckily, we didn't have to go through the full business of tucking
everything in, since we were just going to pull everything loose anyway,
and so it was only a couple of minutes until we were looking at each
other across the bed and grinning.
     I sat down across the bed first, trying to look kind of sexy and
innocent at the same time.  "So!  Now what do we do?"
     His face fell, and he looked like he was trying to come up with an
answer, something to re-change my mind.  As if.
     "Travis?" I said in a normal voice.  "Come here, sit next to me," I
told him, and patted the bed on my side, next to me.
     He did.  And then he looked at me, like 'What next?'
     "Good boy!" I said like he was a dog, and rubbed his head
excitedly.  "Such a good boy!"

***
19:36 21 Jul

     I'd sort of lost the wrestling match, and now he was pinning me on
his bed, half on top of me, and grinning at me from a couple of inches
away from my face.  Then he kissed me.  Which felt a whole lot better
than when my sister had done the same thing.  Then again, I'd usually
been trying to avoid Susan when I lost wrestling with her-
     Then he kissed me again.
     When he stopped that time, and I could point my eyeballs frontwards
again, I said softly, "I guess I'm about to be ravished, huh?", and
smiled gently at him.  "At least, I hope so," I added, in case he was
going to be dim, which he was sometimes.
     That's why I only sort of lost.  I sort of won, too.  Heh.

***
19:38 21 Jul

     "What happened to you?" Travis asked, sounding very concerned, as I
slid out of my top.
     "Huh?" I asked him when I was free.  "Where?"
     "Everywhere," he said back.  "You've got..."
     "Oh," I said, looking down at myself.  "Yeah.  I bruise easy."
     "But..."
     I chuckled.  "The kids found out I was a lot better at fighting
than they thought, and now their mom wants me to teach 'em self-defense
stuff, so that's what we did today.  And I can't pad everything, or I
can't move."
     He thought about it, then carefully stroked over one bruise on my
ribs, which felt a lot better than I thought it would.  "Mmmm, do that
again?" I asked.

***
19:40 21 Jul

     I thought I liked having my nipples sucked on.
     No, I was certain I liked it.
     Especially when it was Travis, and he was on top of me, and I was
on the clean bed in a clean bedroom that didn't smell like-
     I just liked having my nipples sucked on, I decided firmly.

***
19:47 21 Jul

     Unfortunately, tonight he was going to leave hickeys on my chest
before something spectacular happened on my end, so I had to convince
him to stop, or move his attention elsewhere, or something.

***
19:53 21 Jul

     "It is NOT-"
     "It IS!" I insisted, half doing it to tease him.  "It's HUGE!  It's
a MONSTER pe-"
     I stopped when he flopped over laughing.
     Finally, he stopped and looked at me.  Then he said, "I bet you're
ticklish," and started to tickle me, so I cleared my ticklish bit.
     When he stopped, looking puzzled, I grinned at him and suggested,
"No, but I bet YOU are!"
     He was.
     In fact, he was actually screaming until he grabbed both my wrists,
and then we wrestled for a bit and then he was on top of me again.  God,
he was strong.  And heavy.  And smiling.  And Looking at me, from on TOP
of me...
     When I closed my eyes and found my body again, I noticed I was
breathing a lot faster than the exercise would account for.
     I opened my eyes, and Looked back at him, and he poked me in the
loins with That Thing, and my brain fell out.

***
20:14 21 Jul

     I had never thought that I'd be susceptible to the condition
'crazed with lust', especially since I'd been under Debbie, as it were,
and didn't have such a thing happen then, but I guess I was under the
right conditions and these were them, because I was so frantic that when
Travis rolled over to adjust his position, and I saw That Thing pop up,
I didn't even think about what I was doing until I already had the head
of That Thing in my mouth.
     Then I pulled back, and I sort of wanted to sit back and think
about what was going on, and what I was doing, or maybe change my mind
about doing it entirely, but the pulse out of my own groin, and the
amazingly lusty moan from Travis' mouth changed my mind.  Or grabbed my
spinal cord, is more likely.
     Because I went back down on him.

***
20:16 21 Jul

     "Ahhhh watchtheteeth!" Travis gasped as he recoiled into the
mattress.
     I would have apologized and told him I would be more careful, or
nodded, or something, but I was sort of unable to do either.  So all I
could do was sort of mumble something which I hope sounded relatively
like 'uh-huh', assume he'd heard it, and go on.
     Travis did not seem to mind.

***
20:18 21 Jul

     Travis made the most awful, or awe-full, noise, and froze, and I
guessed what was going to happen and then I guessed what might happen
and so I put both arms against his pelvis and braced my head against my
arms and pushed, and just in time too because he DID grab my head and
try and shove That Thing all the way down to my stomach, and he might
have succeeded too despite the ninety degree bend except I was ready for
him and apparently pushing harder than he was because I moved backwards
about an inch.
     Then he sort of screamed, pushed one last time, and had an orgasm.
     I could feel the spurts against the inside of the latex with my
tongue, and that was the weirdest thing I'd felt in a long time.  I kind
of wondered what it would taste like, and then that thought plus the
utterly sexual gasping and squealing from him plus a few last frantic
wriggles on the bed set ME off, and it was all I could do to remember
not to bite him.

***
20:22 21 Jul

     "Wow," Travis breathed as he rolled over, finally.  I think we were
both steaming.
     "Wow," I agreed faintly.  I had never imagined...
     I had also never imagined my mouth would get cramps.
     And, since we were talking, it was a good time to bring up, "And
Travis?  Don't ever grab my head like that again."
     "M'sorry," he breathed.
     "S'okay," I said, and slumped back against him and kissed his chest
to show him I didn't hate him.

***
20:39 21 Jul

     "That was your first?" I repeated, feeling kind of stupid for doing
it even as I did it.
     He nodded, kind of looking embarrassed for some unfathomable Travis
reason, and he looked back down at my chest, and traced along the tan
lines I still hadn't managed to get rid of.  I was going to have to do
something about those... though, if he liked them as much as he seemed
to, I might have to do something a lot different than I'd thought.
Like, enhance them.
     I wondered, as I lay there with my eyes closed, if any of the Pack
had ever done anything like this?  Debbie and I hadn't... and I had
never dared ask, especially not when I found out what had happened to
her.  There had been some joking around about it at the last sleepover,
but I knew how well I could fake knowledge of such things, even before
Debbie and I had started dating, and so I didn't know if any of them had
actually done anything or if they were just repeating stories THEY had
heard.
     On the other hand, _I_ certainly wasn't going to bring the topic
up when I saw any of them again.
     "It was my first too," I mentioned offhandedly.
     "Really?" he said, almost squeaking for him.  I had to open my eyes
for that, and he was looking at my face again.
     "Yeah, I mean... yeah," I admitted.  "Did I do okay?"
     "Yeah-"
     "I mean except for the teeth-"
     "But I never had one before, so I dunno," he counter-interrupted.
     "Did you like it?" I teased.  I thought I could guess the answer to
that question.
     "Yeah," he breathed and nodded.  I was right.
     He seemed to be quite sure, so I suggested, "Maybe we can do that
again sometime?  If you want?"  I'd had a lot more fun doing it than I'd
imagined I would.  Not that I'd ever imagined I would voluntarily.
     "I...uh, I, uh I'd like that," he finally forced out as he blushed.
     I had to laugh, so I did.

***
20:52 21 Jul

     "I'd kind of like a shower, actually," I replied.
     "Okay, yeah," he agreed, before he kissed me.
     "Inna minute," I allowed, and kissed him back.

***
21:00 21 Jul

     I still felt really shy about being nude around him, but my clothes
were looking sweaty and gross, so I grabbed a large towel - thank God,
Travis tended to go for large towels - and wrapped it around myself,
girl-fashion, before I came out of his bathroom to the spare clothes out
of my pack, which I had unfortunately not remembered to bring in with
me.
     Travis turned around, and then he just stared.
     Instant paranoia.  "What?" I asked after the longest five hundred
thousand microseconds of my life had passed.
     "You just look so incredibly sexy like that," he said after he
swallowed.
     "No come on," I insisted, looking down to make sure I wasn't
showing something rude.
     "You do!"

***
21:01 21 Jul

     I guess he really meant that I looked sexy, judging by the way That
Thing had come back to life and was now insistently poking me as we
kissed.

***
21:04 21 Jul

     "What, again?  You men are all al-" I teased, and he kissed me
into silence.  Mostly, anyway; it was impossible to keep from moaning
when he was touching me like he was and kissing me at the same time.

***
21:07 21 Jul

     I'd convinced him to lie down on the bed again, and this time I was
paying a little more attention, since I was no longer crazed.
     Doing this was really, really, strange, I decided.
     Unfortunately, I was thinking so hard that I missed the early
warning signs, and so the first thing I knew about Travis' impending
orgasm this time was when he grabbed my head and sank That Thing a lot
deeper than I wanted it.
     Naturally, I flipped into Intubation mode, and went blank and
froze.
     Some time later, That Thing moved out and away from my gag reflex,
and I could and did inhale, and so of course the next thing I did was
vomit.  A lot.

***
21:19 21 Jul

     I sagged against the counter, finally finished with gargling and
blowing my nose and rinsing my mouth and nose out and redoing my makeup
and dressing again.  It had taken a while, and I'd been exhausted when I
started.  
     Finally I sighed, more because I realized I could go out and take a
nap if I moved, and I was very very tired and sore and a short nap
seemed like a good idea, and so I pushed myself upright and opened the
bathroom door.
     And there was Travis, looking like a kicked dog.
     "Val-" he started.
     "Oh, Travis," I sighed, and went over and hugged him.

***
21:23 21 Jul

     Travis had thought that I was going to be so mad at him that I'd
never speak to him again.  Or worse.
     Which had, I would admit to myself, crossed my mind as I was in the
bathroom trying to rinse stomach acid out of my nose.  I hate acid in my
nose.
     But I'd decided against that, at least right now, and so I had to
reassure him that I knew about reflex actions and guys pushing against
their orgasms like that - though I'd thought that was more porno BS, I
guess it wasn't - and so as long as we could agree on the essential item
that he'd never ever ever do that again, I would continue to allow him
to live.
     Especially if he'd hold me and keep me safe as I slept.

***
22:18 21 Jul

     "Valerie?" came the soft rumble, more felt than heard.
     "NNnnnhhhh," I complained, but I knew this was going to happen.

***
22:25 21 Jul

     "Tomorrow?"
     "You really mean that?" he asked me back.
     "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it," I assured him.
"Besides, I have to pick up my other clothes, remember?"
     Instead of smiling, he looked pained.
     I pulled him down and kissed him again, and that seemed to take the
pain away.

***
22:29 21 Jul

     So, now I was a...  *That is just a nasty word,* I decided.
     Still, it was kind of weird, having done it, and enjoyed it so
much.  At least the first time.
     I sighed.  The second time, which sort of came up automatically
when I thought about the first time, was not what I would call
approximating an ideal implementation.
     *In fact, it sort of su-*
     And when I realized what I was thinking, I laughed so hard I almost
fell out of my car.

***
22:59 21 Jul

     What a squeaker; I just made it in in time.  "Hi Dad," I said, like
nothing was particularly interesting.
     He gave me a look, like he knew something had changed but he wasn't
sure what, and opened his mouth.
     I almost died, right there, just flinging my soul right out of-
     "What do you think about pork chops?" he said.
     Long, long pause.
     "Pork-  Oh.  Right.  Great idea," I agreed.  I was going to have to
work on my end, but not, I thought, tonight.

***
23:26 21 Jul

     "Susan?"
     "Tuck?" she grumbled at me, "What do you want?"

***
23:29 21 Jul

     "Nnnh," Susan commented as I snuggled against her.
     I felt stupid, or more stupid than usual, but I really didn't want
to be alone tonight.

***
23:33 21 Jul

     The reason I didn't want to be alone, was that I was afraid that
what I'd done tonight was going to come back to haunt me.
     And, it did, and a lot faster than I'd expected.
     I'd thought that I'd 'just' have nightmares, of the sort of thing
that had happened before, when I'd been in a big fight, about me being
raped and killed by a bunch of guys, but it didn't even take that long.
I just considered what had happened, and Travis and I, and then I was
freaking out.

***
23:49 21 Jul

     "Do you want to talk about it?" Susan asked me softly as she wiped
my face.
     I thought about it, then shook my head.  I stil wasn't ready to
admit to people like her, what I was doing.  I still had to think about
it and what it all meant anyway, before I could tell anyone else.  "But,
I mean, Suze?  You really helped..."
     "If you change your mind, let me know, okay?" she said, and then
she hugged me again.  I nodded into her shoulder.
     I didn't really know what had happened to her at college, but this
was not the same psycho-beast that I had lived with for most of my life.
I liked the new one quite a lot, actually.
     And, apparently, she liked me too.

***
05:57 22 Jul

     "Tuck?  Tucker, wake up," Susan said, shaking my shoulder gently.
"I gotta get up.  Let me out."

***
06:01 22 Jul

     We'd hustled the kids off to daycare and Travis had talked to me
and kissed me and done other things and we'd decided to finally go all
the way and that's why I had my legs spread as he rolled on top of me
and pushed into me and-
     "Aaaaaahhhh!" I think I commented as I woke up with the first
genuine 'wet dream' I'd ever had in my entire life.  It wasn't that wet,
actually, but then it never was.

***
06:11 22 Jul

     "What has gotten into you?" Susan asked as she hugged me back.
     I still didn't want to talk about it, but it was reassuring enough
just for her to hold me like she was doing.

***
06:53 22 Jul

     I'd snagged one of the dresses Amy and I had bought and the
matching shoes as a nice outfit to wear for us, because if Travis was
going to demand food tonight, which I suspected he was, I wanted to go
someplace nicer than Wendy's, and that meant I'd have to dress
appropriately, which meant something nice and pretty, and heels too.
     Which, probably, wasn't bothering me as much as it should have, but
I was a little far past worrying over THAT particular point.  Well, a
lot far past that one.

***
07:49 22 Jul

     "Tea again?" Davy, I mean David, asked.
     "It's good for me in the morning," I told him.  Also, food in my
stomach combined with exercise tended to make me sick, especially if I'd
vomi-
     "So, how are you guys this morning?" I asked, to change the
subject.

***
11:03 22 Jul

     I looked around as we all panted on the back lawn and drank
Kool-Aid.  "Fun?"
     "It's HARD," complained Ricky.
     "Yeah, it is," I admitted, "but it comes in handy once in a while."

***
12:00 22 Jul

     After my watch beeped, I called, "Time for lunch!" and scooped up
Stella.  "What do we want?"
     "I wanna wait for half an hour," Davy, I mean David, said.
     I thought about it, and I thought that was a good idea.  "Can you
guys wait for a while before we eat?" I asked, and they nodded
eventually.
     "Can I have some more Kool-Aid now, though?" Ricky asked, and that
was a definite yes, so we had a glass or two each.  Even Stella got half
a bottle's worth.

***
13:09 22 Jul

     "But I'd RATHER go swimming," Ricky said, and Gary and Davy I mean
David kind of looked at each other and him before they came to a hive
decision and all of them nodded.
     "That'd be okay, I guess," I admitted, "BUT YOU STILL HAVE TO WAIT
THE REST OF AN HOUR BEFORE WE GO!" I had to yell as the three bodies
disappeared.
     "Awwwww!" came the whines, or maybe that was just their brakes
locking up, I wasn't sure.

***
17:16 22 Jul

     "Because I helped him," which was a big lie but undetectable by
these rodents, "clean up his room, and he's old enought that he has to
pay me back with nice dinners, unlike someone your age," I said mostly
to Ricky.  "Which is something to keep in mind, guys.  Be nice to girls
and they'll do favors for you."
     "Gross!" Gary said emphatically, and Ricky and Davy I mean David
both made grossed-out faces at the idea.
     "Like teaching you self defense?" I mentioned.
     "Oh."  All three of them had that sort of 'oops' look that promised
good things for me.

***
17:32 22 Jul

     I could hardly wait for Travis to get here.  I felt like screaming
at the clocks, but that never worked.
     God, I wanted him in the worst way.

***

"When feminists say that doing shit like this is degrading,
they're right, but what they tend to forget is how much fun it 
can be to be degraded." - from 'You Miss Things', by Melissa Virus


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