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Caught in the Web
 
Chapter 3
 


"Just great. Just fucking great!" Joe exclaimed as he walked into the house.
"Do you think you could possibly have handled that any *worse*?"
 
"She was going to tell people about us!" Jamie screamed back.
 
"And you think you're going to stop her by... beating her to a bloody pulp?
What kind of logic is that?"
 
"So what were you gonna do, Mr. High and Mighty?"
 
At this point, Erica came into the room. She'd been in the kitchen cleaning
when the teens had walked in the front door.
 
"What's going on, you two?" Erica asked. She noted they were home awfully
early, and she saw what appeared to be a bruise on her daughter's cheek.
 
"Miss Hothead here got into a fight with Heidi Gellar."
 
"Oh? A bully?" Erica wondered.
 
"No. But she knows 'something' about what we've been up to the last few weeks.
I wasn't able to figure out exactly what she knew, because my sweet, adorable,
pain in the ass sister decided to lunge over the table and attack her before
she got that far."
 
"Hey, I was just defending myself!"
 
"From *what*?" Joe demanded. "Heidi hadn't even *moved*, let alone threatened
you!"
 
"She was going to tell everyone about us! You know she was!"
 
"And *if* that was her goal, then she is *sure as hell* going to do it now!"
Joe shot back.
 
"All right, you two! Settle down!" The two kids glared at each other while
Erica thought for a moment. "Did you get into trouble?"
 
"Yeah," Joe replied. "All three of us are suspended for two days."
 
"Why wasn't I called in to the office, then?"
 
"Don't you remember signing that paper at the beginning of the school year?
You told them just to send us home if we were suspended. We got to ride the
special bus," Joe said with disgust.
 
"Oh, right. And don't make fun of the special-ed bus. It's mean. And Jamie,
your brother is right; hitting her doesn't solve anything at all in this case.
It makes her more likely to expose us to everyone."
 
"So what was I supposed to do? Let her blab about it all over the place?"
 
"The first thing you do is find out *what she wants*," Joe snarled.
 
"Hey," Erica warned her son. "Enough. But you're right, we need to know what's
on her mind. Is she hurt?"
 
"Not any worse than Jamie," Joe said.
 
"How well do you know this girl?" she asked the two.
 
"Never seen her before," Jamie said.
 
"I've got her in two of my classes," Joe said. "I don't talk to her much, but
I know her well enough to say hi."
 
"Hmm. Any idea why she would be willing to expose us?"
 
Joe shrugged. "I don't know that she wants to expose anything. She never got
to the point where she was making any demands or telling us what she wanted,"
Joe replied, continuing to glare at his sister.
 
"Any way to find out?"
 
"I can ask her, I suppose. But I figured we were grounded, so I don't see how
I can do that..."
 
"What did you do while they were fighting?" Erica asked Joe.
 
"Got my butt kicked trying to stop them," he admitted.
 
Erica giggled at her son. "I can't really ground you for that. You, on the
other hand, young lady, are grounded for a week for picking a fight with
someone."
 
"But-" Jamie started, then stopped. "Whatever." She went off to her bedroom
then, stomping up the stairs in anger.
 
Joe shook his head at her, and then went over to hug his mother. "You want me
to call Heidi, and see if I can go over there and talk with her?"
 
"Can you do it without making her madder?" Erica asked with a grin.
 
"I think so. I never attacked her, and I tried to stop Jamie, Mom, really,
but..."
 
"But your sister can be very stubborn at times. I know. Okay, give her a call.
I'll drive you over there if you need to go."
 


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"Hi, Mrs. Gellar. I'm Joe Braden. I'm here to see Heidi."
 
"Oh?" Mrs. Gellar was surprised; her daughter did not get boy visitors. "Wait,
Braden... are you related to the girl who attacked Heidi?"
 
Joe blushed. "Yes, ma'am. That was my sister. I'm sorry she did that; she's a
little out of sorts lately. Is Heidi up to having visitors?"
 
"For a boy, she'd probably get off her death bed," Mrs. Gellar smiled. "Come
on in."
 
Mrs. Gellar led Joe down a hall and knocked on a door.
 
"C'mon in," was heard from the other side.
 
Mrs. Gellar opened the door and said, "Heidi, you have a guest."
 
Heidi turned from her computer and blushed three shades of purple before she
spoke. "Joe! Uh, hey. Uh, come on in. Thanks, Mom," Heidi said. Mrs. Gellar
smiled indulgently at her daughter, and closed the door. Far from worrying
that something might happen between her daughter and the boy, Mrs. Gellar was
hoping for it; Heidi was far too shy for her own good.
 
Inside the room, Joe looked around. "What is this, a NASA substation?" he
asked with a smile. Heidi blushed again, realizing not for the first time that
her room was hardly feminine.
 
"Sorry," she said quietly. "I'm kind of a nerd."
 
Joe shrugged. "Nothing wrong with that. Mind if I sit down?"
 
"Oh, sure," Heidi said, kicking herself for not offering him a seat. She
cleared off a spot on her bed and gestured him onto it. She sat in her desk
chair and fiddled with her mouse.
 
"I'm sorry my sister attacked you. She shouldn't have done it."
 
Heidi looked away, then back at Joe. "It's okay. I guess I should have found a
better way to approach you about it. I'm not very good with people."
 
Joe smiled and said, "That's for sure." Heidi grinned wanly at him, and then
he got more serious. "So... you said you know about us. What is it you know?"
 
In response, Heidi slid across the floor in her chair and punched up a video.
Joe recognized it rather quickly; he'd made it only a week ago. After a few
seconds, he said, "Ah. Okay, that's enough."
 
Heidi had been intently watching the video, and was startled by Joe's voice.
She blushed as she closed the movie down.
 
"So..." Joe started, unsure of how to ask what he needed to know, then decided
on the direct approach, "what do you want from us?"
 
"Huh?"
 
"Well, I assume, since you now have proof that I and my sister have done
something 'bad', that you want something from us. What is it?"
 
Heidi blushed. She hadn't realized he might think she was blackmailing him.
"Uh... nothing, really. I just wanted you to know that I knew."
 
"Uh-huh," Joe said dubiously.
 
"No, really!" Heidi insisted. "Although, I am curious... why did you start
doing that with your sister, anyway?"
 
"Long story," Joe replied.
 
"I'm a-listenin' if you're a-tellin'," Heidi said in a country accent.
 
Joe sighed softly, and said, "I don't think you actually have the whole
picture, because you haven't mentioned my mother."
 
"I know that you found out she was 'doing something', but I never figured out
what it was," Heidi confirmed.
 
"How did you find out about Jamie and me?" Joe asked.
 
"Internet search."
 
"But they never use our names..."
 
"But they used your face."
 
"That must have taken..."
 
"Four computers two weeks. Yeah."
 
"Damn."
 
"What about your mother?" Heidi asked.
 
"Well, after my dad died, my mother told us that she had gotten a job as a
webmaster. In fact, what she did was to get a job as an online stripper. She
makes videos of herself stripping and... doing stuff... that they put online."
 
"I didn't see any of that... of course, I don't know what your mother looks
like."
 
Joe nodded. "Anyway, about a month ago, I discovered her videos online. Well,
a few days later, she found out that I knew. One thing led to another, and..."
 
"You did it with your mom?" Heidi asked in surprise. When Joe nodded, Heidi
said, "Wow. Isn't that like... creepy? I couldn't imagine doing it with my
dad..."
 
Joe shrugged. "Maybe I'm screwed up in the head or whatever. Anyway,
apparently the guy that Mom works for is a real asshole. He had secret cameras
in the room that we had sex in, and now he's blackmailing me and Mom and Jamie
into doing things on camera for him."
 
"So you don't want to have sex with your sister, but you're being forced to."
 
"'Don't want to' is rather strong language," Joe admitted. Heidi gawked at him.
 
"You like doing it with her?" she asked incredulously.
 
Joe shrugged. "Like I said, I guess I'm fucked in the head."
 
"It is a bit weird."
 
"So what are you going to do, now that you know what's going on?"
 
Heidi sat in her chair for a long moment, deep in thought. Joe waited as
patiently as he could while she made up her mind.
 
Finally, Heidi turned back to him. "You said you're being blackmailed. Does
that mean you don't want to be doing it?"
 
"I don't want it videotaped, that's for damned sure," Joe temporized. He
enjoyed having access to sex whenever he wanted it. "But he's got us over a
barrel."
 
"He does all his business online?"
 
"So far as I know."
 
"I can try to help you get free of the bastard," Heidi offered.
 
Joe was stunned. "Why would you do that? Come to think of it, why were you
investigating me in the first place?"
 
Heidi blushed and turned away. "Because I like you," she finally admitted.
 
"Oh," Joe said, unsure of what to say to that.
 
"Do you know how many other sites this guy has?" Heidi asked, trying to get
them back on comfortable ground.
 
"No, no idea. I know the one I found with my mom on it." He wrote down the URL
for her. "Other than that, and the one you already know about, I don't know
anything about him. Maybe my mom does."
 
"Okay. If you can get her to send me everything she knows about him, it would
help. Let me give you my email address and IM info."
 
Heidi wrote down all of her contact information and handed it to him. She
blushed when her hand touched his.
 
"I don't know how to thank you for helping," Joe said.
 
"I haven't helped yet," she replied. "All I can do for now is research. I
might not be able to do anything at all."
 
"Still. It's good of you to try. Thanks."
 
"Don't mention it," Heidi said uncomfortably.
 
"I need to get going. My mom is worried about all of this."
 
"I'm sorry I screwed up talking to you."
 
"Not your fault. My sister flew off the handle. I'll see you at school in a
couple days?"
 
"Sure."
 


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Heidi sat in her room, typing away madly on a keyboard. She watched as the
figures scrolled across the screen until - 

"Dammit! Died again!" She shoved the keyboard away from her and slid over to
another system, which had been methodically searching for an entryway into
Robert's system. She paused the program and changed a few options, then set it
to running again. In mere moments, it popped up a results window.
 
"I have you now, Robert Cusman."
 
She infiltrated his system, looking for connections to other systems. It took
her a while to realize the size of the computer she had just invaded.
 
"Holy crap. This guy has four terabyte-sized drives on this thing? That's
fucking huge!"
 
Weaseling her way around the system, she located the web server software. She
accessed the configuration files, looking for site names.
 
She found dozens of them.
 


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"Hey, Joe," Heidi said to him in class.
 
"Hey, Heidi. Enjoy your vacation?" he asked with a smile.
 
"Oh, loads. Especially the part where I have to make up all that work!"
 
Joe's smile faded. "I'm sorry about Jamie."
 
Heidi waved it off. "Hey, can you come over to my house after school? I have
some... uh... stuff I need to show you."
 
Joe understood what she was trying to say. "Okay, I'll have my mom drive me...
unless your mom can just pick me up here..."
 
"I ride the bus."
 
"Well, that works, too. I'll find you after school out front."
 
"I'll be next to the flagpole."
 
"Okay."
 


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The ride on the bus was uneventful, but neither of them said anything; they
didn't want to discuss any of their business in public. After they got off the
bus and went into the house, Heidi said hello to her mother, and grabbed a
snack for the two of them. Then she led him back to her room and closed the
door.
 
Joe paid attention to that this time. "Your mother doesn't mind?"
 
"What, that I have a boy in my room with the door closed? Why, what are you
gonna do, molest me?" she asked with a coy little smile on her face. Joe
blushed crimson.
 
Heidi let him off the hook quickly. "Anyway, no, Mom doesn't care. Hell,
you're the first boy who's ever been in here."
 
"Oh."
 
"I found some stuff on our guy, Cusman. This guy is running, at last count,
over a hundred different websites. Most of them are fringe sites."
 
"Fringe?"
 
"Fetishes. Like the stuff you and Jamie have to do for him. That's not the
kind of thing he can put on a mainstream porn site. But he has at least three
sites your videos are running on."
 
"What's the point of having so many?" Joe wondered.
 
"Targeted marketing. Each site has content specific to a particular group of
interests. He'll put his content on each site where it fits."
 
"Oh. How do you know all this?"
 
"I spend a lot of time doing research."
 
"So... did you find anything that could help us stop him?"
 
"I'm getting there. I've found some messages back and forth to people he
supposedly trusts. Someone was encouraging him to make a backup of his data
onto DVDs, but he said that was too much trouble. He mentioned that he keeps
backups of his data at a data warehouse. This guy doesn't know squat about
communications security."
 
"Lucky for us, I guess. What's a data warehouse? I know computers, but I'm
nowhere near your level."
 
"It's a company that specializes in storing other people's data for them.
Basically, they're nothing but a bunch of redundant hard drives, to prevent
data loss. You put your data there, and it's supposed to be safe in case your
computer crashes, or your house burns down. Then when you need to retrieve it,
you just download it from them."
 
"How much data are we talking about?"
 
"Terabytes."
 
"Holy shit."
 
"Yeah. I haven't been able to hack into the data warehouse yet."
 
"You've tried?"
 
"Not seriously. Just enough to know that it's going to take some doing."
 
"Oh."
 
Heidi paused for a long moment before she finally said, "Now I have a price
for my help."
 
Joe's heart paused in its beating for a moment. "Okay... um... what's your
price?"
 
Heidi blushed. "A date."
 
"Huh?"
 
"I want you to take me on a date. You know, dinner and a movie. A real,
honest-to-God date."
 
Joe blushed this time. "Uh, okay, I can do that. How about Saturday?"
 
"That works for me. Okay, so let's see if I can get into this place..."
 


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"It's humiliating to have your mom drive you on a date. You know that, right?"
Joe insisted.
 
"How else do you plan on getting there?" Erica said patiently.
 
"A unicycle?" Joe suggested.
 
"They don't make two-seat unicycles," Erica pointed out.
 
Joe pouted as he finished getting ready.
 
On the way there, Erica asked her son, "Is she really making you do this to
get her help?"
 
"Yep. Blackmailed by both sides."
 
"At least her blackmail is pleasant," Erica said with a smile.
 
"So is Robert's, except for the videotape," Joe pointed out. Erica blushed.
 
When they pulled up in front of the Gellars' house, Erica whistled. "Nice."
 
"Yeah, they're pretty well off."
 
"That would explain the limo," Erica said with a smile. Just then, the front
door opened, and Heidi stepped out. "Is that her?"
 
Joe's eyebrows had trouble staying within their boundaries. "Yeah. Wow, she
looks good. I feel very underdressed now."
 
"You'll be fine. Go on and say hi."
 
Joe got out of the car and walked up to Heidi, who was waiting on the porch.
Her mother had also stepped out to greet him.
 
"Good evening, Mrs. Gellar. Heidi."
 
"Hello, Joe. Nice to see you again. You two need to be home by midnight."
 
"Yes, ma'am. My mother said the same thing." Turning to Heidi, he said, "Are
you ready?"
 
"Yeah. We're taking the limo, so your mom doesn't need to drive us."
 
"Oh," Joe said. "Okay."
 
He started to walk back down to the car to tell his mother, when he realized
Heidi was tagging along. When he looked at her, she said, "I haven't met her
yet."
 
"Oh, right," he said in understanding.
 
"Mom, this is Heidi. Heidi, this is my mom."
 
"Hi, Mrs. Braden. How's it going?"
 
"I'm fine, Heidi. You look very nice this evening."
 
"Thanks," she said, and turned her head to hide her embarrassment.
 
"Mom, we're going to take the Gellars' limo, if you don't mind."
 
"Oh, it's not ours. I just rented it for the evening," Heidi corrected him.
 
"Oh," he said.
 
"That's fine, Joe. Be home no later than midnight."
 
"Okay, Mom. See ya!"
 
As Erica drove away, Heidi said, "Did you really think we owned a limo?"
 
"You haven't seen our house," Joe said in a half-explanation.
 
Heidi shrugged, and led him over to the Cadillac. He beat the chauffeur to the
door and opened it for Heidi, who graced him with a beautiful smile for his
efforts. The chauffeur hid his grin, and closed the door after Joe had
followed Heidi into the limo.
 
"Where to?" Heidi asked him.
 
Joe looked a little nonplussed. "Uhh...."
 
Heidi lowered her voice - as if the chauffeur was paying any attention - and
said, "Don't worry, I'm paying, but I'm making you pick the place."
 
"Oh. Okay. In that case, how about Rockford's?"
 
"Ooh," Heidi said appreciatively. Rockford's was known for its romantic
atmosphere. Joe had never been there; all he knew was that it was a grown-up
place to go eat.
 
Heidi informed the driver of their destination, and then sat back with Joe to
enjoy the ride.
 
"You do this often?" Joe asked.
 
"What?"
 
"Ride in limos."
 
"No. I've only done it two other times, and those were for funerals."
 
"Sorry."
 
She waved it off. "I didn't like either of them, so I wasn't sad to see them
go. Family obligation, or I wouldn't have even attended. How do you get along
with your family? Off-camera, I mean."
 
Joe sputtered at having that mentioned in front of a stranger, and so Heidi
raised the partition. "There, he can't hear us now. Seriously, how do you get
along with your family?"
 
"We've been very close since Dad died. I mean, obviously Mom was misleading us
about her job, but other than that, we are pretty tight. Jamie and I are
really close, of course, being twins and all."
 
"You know, I'd never realized she was your twin. I mean, yeah, you're the same
age, but it just never occurred to me."
 
Joe shrugged. "Lots of people overlook it, since we don't spend a lot of time
together."
 
They chatted about nothing important on the way to the restaurant, and they
were soon pulling up in front. A doorman opened the car door for them, and Joe
stepped out. He turned to help Heidi out, and she smiled at him again.
 
Entering the restaurant, Joe was a little overwhelmed. He wondered if they
would be able to get a table without a reservation.
 
"Yes, may I help you?" the maitre d' asked.
 
"A table for two, please," Joe said.
 
The man looked down at his seating plan and then back up.
 
"You're in luck, we have a couple of cancellations this evening. Please follow
me."
 
The couple followed him to a table next to a window looking out on the garden
the restaurant had planted. Joe pulled out Heidi's chair, remembering all the
stuff he was supposed to do on a date. Heidi sat down, and then Joe moved to
his seat.
 
"Your server tonight will be Luis. I assume you will not need the
sommelier..." the man said with a chuckle. 

Joe grinned at him and nodded, to make the man go away. He did, and Joe looked
over at his date. "I haven't told you how nice you look."
 
Heidi blushed and hid herself behind her menu, but said, "Thanks."
 
After a minute or so, the waiter approached and said, "Good evening ma'am,
sir. Welcome to Rockford's. My name is Luis, and I'll be your server for the
evening. Can I start you off with something to drink?"
 
Joe looked carefully at the beverages list before ordering. "I'll have
sweetened iced tea, please."
 
"With or without lemon?"
 
"With, please."
 
"Very good. And you, young lady?"
 
"The same."
 
"Okay, then. Are you ready to order, or..." seeing negative shakes of the
head, he said, "Okay, I'll be right back with your drinks."
 
"Have you eaten here before?" Joe asked.
 
"Nope."
 
"Oh. Guess you can't recommend anything, then," he said with a grin.
 
"My mom says the lobster is great. She also said the steaks are pretty good."
 
"She eat here a lot?"
 
"Used to, before Dad got his new job where he's working all the damn time."
 
"Oh. Sorry to hear that."
 
Heidi shrugged. "I never notice when he's home, anyway. He doesn't come into
my room."
 
"He afraid of being drafted?" Joe said with a smile.
 
"Why does everyone make fun of my room?" Heidi said with a good-natured pout.
 
"Because pretty girls should not have launch facilities in their bedroom," Joe
said without thinking.
 
"You think I'm pretty?" Heidi asked immediately.
 
"Of course I do," he replied.
 
Heidi's embarrassment kept her from saying anything until the waiter returned
with their drinks, and she was only barely able to squeak out her order.
 
"Sorry I embarrassed you," Joe said after the waiter had left.
 
"It's okay. I'm just not good with people. You really think I'm pretty? I
mean, I've seen your sister and your mom. Compared to them..."
 
"Not everyone can look the same. No, you don't look like them, but you're
still pretty."
 
"Thank you, Joe," she said quietly.
 
Conversation was quieter during dinner. Heidi was lost in her own thoughts,
and Joe wasn't really sure what to say. He didn't know all that much about
Heidi, and he didn't have all that much of a life of his own to talk about, at
least not in public.
 
They managed small amounts of chit-chat about unimportant things throughout
dinner and dessert. Finally, they were full and getting ready to leave. Joe
reached for his wallet.
 
"I told you I was paying," Heidi objected.
 
"If you're paying for dinner, then I'm leaving the tip," Joe insisted.
 
"Okay, fair enough," Heidi said, acquiescing to his male pride.
 
After they walked out of the restaurant and got into the limo, Heidi asked,
"So, what now?"
 
"A limo is a bit ritzy to take to a cineplex, don't you think?" Joe asked.
 
Heidi shrugged. "What else would you want to do?"
 
"Hmm. I can't dance, so that's out of the question. Maybe a play? Or a concert
or something?"
 
Heidi put down the partition. "Gary, do you know if there are any special
events or good shows going on tonight?"
 
The driver turned his head and said, "There is an outdoor concert down in the
park, ma'am."
 
Heidi looked questioningly at Joe. He said, "That sounds good, if you want to
go..."
 
Heidi turned back to the driver and said, "Okay, we'll go there, then."
 
The driver nodded, and got the car in gear as Heidi sat back and raised the
partition again.
 
The two were sitting very close together, and Joe took a chance. He slid his
arm out from between them, and put it around her shoulders. She leaned into
him as his hand came down lightly on her arm, and they sat that way until they
made it to the park.
 
The park was very crowded, and the couple could not get a seat anywhere near
the stage. Instead, Joe led Heidi up a hill to the very edge of the clearing.
There, they found a tree with no one sitting nearby, and sank to the ground,
sitting in the soft grass and leaning against the trunk of the tree to listen
to the music. At this distance, they could hear the music clearly, but if they
wanted to talk, they wouldn't have to shout to be heard.
 
"This is nicer than a movie," Heidi said, leaning against Joe.
 
Joe wrapped his arm around her again. "Yeah, it is."
 
They sat for a long time, listening to the music and occasionally chatting
with each other.
 


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After the concert, they decided it had been a long enough night, and Heidi
directed the driver to take her home.
 
As they pulled into her driveway, she said, "I had a good time tonight. Thanks
for taking me, Joe."
 
"As if you gave me a choice," he said with a big grin, and then said, "but I
had a great time, too."
 
Joe leaned in just slightly, wondering what Heidi would do. She leaned in just
as far as he did, but then waited. After that, they moved together, and their
lips met in the middle. They kissed for a long moment before they finally
parted.
 
"Mmm," Heidi purred. "That was nice, too."
 
The driver soon opened the door, and then Joe got out, helping Heidi out of
the car.
 
"Thanks for everything," Heidi said, and then she leaned in and kissed Joe
again, just to make sure he'd let her. He did, and put his hand on her hip,
now that they were standing.
 
"Thank you, too," he said.
 
Turning to the driver, she said, "Take him home, and then you're done for the
night."
 
"Yes, ma'am," he said. Joe watched Heidi walk up to her door and go in, and
then got back into the limo.
 
Once he got home, he let himself out of the limo. He pulled out a twenty and
handed it to the driver.
 
"This isn't necessary, sir..." the driver objected.
 
"Yeah, it is. Just take it."
 
"Thank you, sir," the driver said, pocketing the twenty and then closing the
car door.
 
"Have a good night," Joe said, walking toward his house.
 
"You, too, sir." the driver said.
 


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"So how did your date go last night?" Erica asked her son at breakfast the
next morning.
 
"Fine. We went to Rockford's, and then to a concert in the park."
 
"Rockford's. Wow."
 
"It was nice, but really not my kind of place. I don't know if Heidi liked it
or not."
 
"So, do you know what she has planned next for trying to free us from Robert?"
 
"No. She told me to come over later and see what she's doing."
 
"Ah. Well, I wish her good luck."
 
"Yeah. Mom, if we do get out of Robert's blackmailing, does that mean we won't
have sex anymore?"
 
Erica gave her son a raised eyebrow. "Why?"
 
"I dunno... I like having sex."
 
Erica chuckled at her son. "Perhaps you should ask Heidi to help you out." She
laughed outright at Joe's blush. When she was done, she said, "We'll see what
happens, Joe."
 
"Okay."
 


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"Uh, hi," Joe said to the man who answered the door.
 
"You must be Joe," Mr. Gellar said. "I'm Heidi's father."
 
"Oh, hello, Mr. Gellar. Nice to meet you. Yes, I'm Joe Braden."
 
"Date last night, over here today... you're spending a lot of time with my
daughter, young man," Mr. Gellar said. His tone indicated he was not upset.
 
"Oh, um... we..."
 
"Daddy, stop badgering him!" Heidi said from the hallway. "We're working on a
school project."
 
"I see," the man said with a sarcastic grin. "Well, I won't keep you from your
studies."
 
"Thank you, sir," Joe said, and joined Heidi in the hallway.
 
"Really!" she said under her breath. "Always butting in."
 
"I didn't mind..." Joe started.
 
"But I do. It's none of his business. Like he's ever home, anyway. C'mon in,"
she said as they got to her room. She closed the door behind them again.
 
"So, what did you want to show me?" Joe asked.
 
Heidi gave him a raised eyebrow and a smirk, but then said, "I finally got
past security on that data warehouse."
 
"Really? That's good news, right?"
 
"Yeah. I downloaded all of the data from his data warehouse into *my* data
warehouse."
 
"What do you need one for?"
 
"Video collection, audio collection, software collection..."
 
"You pirate," he said with a grin.
 
"Arr!" she replied.
 
"So, now what do we do with the data?"
 
"Well, what I thought we could do is to send the data to the FBI."
 
"That would get a lot of people, including my mom, into trouble."
 
"Not if we remove the names and addresses first."
 
"I suppose that's true. If they can't find us, they can't arrest her. But they
could trace your emails or something..."
 
Heidi looked truly hurt. "*No one* traces my emails, Joe."
 
Joe blushed. "Sorry."
 
"It's okay, but you'll have to kiss my ego and make it better."
 
Joe looked at her in surprise, and then, blushing, said, "I'm not sure where
your ego is located."
 
"You'll just have to find it, then, won't you?"
 
Joe stepped over next to her and kissed her softly on the lips, lingering for
a moment.
 
When he broke the kiss, she said, "Mmm. That wasn't my ego, but it'll do for
the moment. But you owe me."
 
Joe smiled at her and said, "Duly noted. So, how would we do this?"
 
"First thing to do is to trash his data warehouse backups. According to the
dates on the files, he does a backup once a week. He just did one last night,
so there will be no new information until next week, and he probably doesn't
go looking at that data regularly."
 
"No reason to, I suppose," Joe said.
 
"Right. What I want to do is destroy that data, then lock him out of his own
computers, and 'cleanse' the computer of names and addresses. Then we'll send
the password to the police. That way, when they break in, they'll be able to
see all his data, but he won't have had the ability to destroy anything."
 
"What if he tries to swipe it with a magnet?"
 
"Unless he's living next to an electric power plant, I doubt he's got one
strong enough to destroy all the data. Besides, he wouldn't be thinking cop;
he'd be thinking hacker. He'd be wasting his time trying to get past my
blocks, not deleting his systems."
 
"Good point. Okay, it sounds like a plan. What do we do now?"
 
"I'm going to zorch his data in the warehouse."
 
"Meaning?"
 
"I'm going to scramble it all."
 
"Why not just delete it?"
 
"I'm worried that they might have a monitoring system that would notify him in
some way. Something like an email that says, 'We notice you've deleted all
your data from our system. We hope that you will continue to do business with
us in the future...'"
 
Joe nodded. "Okay, so how do you do that?"
 
"I'm going to run a script on their server that will re-encode all the files
to something unreadable." She typed at the keyboard for a few minutes while
Joe watched over her shoulder, then he got bored and started to look around
her room. It truly was more computer workshop than bedroom, and he found
little that he understood. He appreciated, however, the mind necessary to use
all of the equipment in front of him.
 
"Okay, that's running. It's going to take a while, on six terabytes of data."
 
"How long?" he asked.
 
"Twenty minutes or so. What do you want to do while we wait?"
 
Joe sat on the bed, and Heidi came over to sit beside him. They chatted for a
while about various things. During a lull in the conversation, Joe leaned over
and kissed Heidi again. She kissed back readily, and moved a little closer to
him. Joe's tongue slipped out and pressed lightly against Heidi's lips. They
had not French-kissed before, and she was hesitant, but she did open her mouth.
 
Joe's tongue slid between her lips and massaged her tongue. Heidi moved her
tongue against his, mimicking his actions. As they continued to kiss, Joe
gently pulled her down onto the bed with him, so that they were lying side by
side, still kissing. He rested his hand on her stomach.
 
Encouraged by the fact that she had not resisted him, Joe very slowly edged
his hand upward. He felt Heidi stiffen as his hand approached her breast, but
she didn't stop him. When he was finally cupping her tit, she moaned into his
mouth. He gently massaged her breast through her clothing, continuing to kiss
her. He was considering slipping his hand under her shirt when her computer
dinged at them.
 
Joe was startled, and broke their kiss to look over at it. "Is something
wrong?" he asked her.
 
Heidi was a bit out of breath, and so it took her a second to answer. "No,
it's just that the script is done. I guess we should continue working... on
the server," she said, looking down at Joe's hand, which was still resting on
her breast. She reached up and put her hand on top of his, smiling mostly to
herself, then she gently pulled his hand from her chest so that she could sit
up.
 
Joe joined her in front of the computer, watching over her shoulder as she
verified that the data stored in the backup was now useless without decoding
it.
 
"Now what?" he asked again.
 
"Now for the tricky part. I've got to infiltrate his system, lock him out, and
then scrub names and addresses from the files."
 
"Will that take long?"
 
"It could take hours." She turned back to him. "No offense, but you'll be more
of a distraction than a help." She smiled at him, to ease the sting of that
statement. "And you'd probably be bored out of your mind, just watching me
type."
 
"Okay, okay, I know when I'm not wanted," he said teasingly.
 
Heidi frowned for a moment, then let it pass. "I'll make Dad drive you home,"
she said. "That way he can grill you all the way there." She smiled at him.
 
"You're evil," he said with a smile. Then he moved over to her as she stood
up. He kissed her again, softly, for several seconds. "Thank you for
everything you're doing for us."
 
"No problem. Don't mention it."
 


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When Joe saw Heidi at school the next day, she gave him a thumbs up sign. He
maneuvered his way through the kids in the hall to get closer to her.
 
"You were able to do... whatever it was you were doing?" he asked quietly.
Kids passing in the hall simply thought they were having a relationship
conversation.
 
"Yep. I locked him out of his system. I'm actually watching him with one of my
computers as he tries to get back in. It's been fun, actually."
 
"Now what?"
 
"Now... nothing, for us. I already sent a sample of the data to the FBI, with
exact information on who, what, and where to find Robert Cusman, Slimeball."
 
Joe leaned in and kissed Heidi. She was shocked, but kissed back eagerly.
 
"All right, you two," Mrs. Castor said in passing. "Don't frighten the
freshmen," she said with a chuckle.
 
Heidi and Joe blushed at each other. Joe said, "Thank you so much. Hey, you
want to come over after school? Jamie would like to apologize for her
behavior, and Mom wants to make you dinner."
 
"Okay, sure. Thanks."
 
"Great. Whoops, better get going before we're late," he said, looking at his
watch.
 


-----
 


"Nice to see you again, Heidi," Erica said as her son led Heidi into the
kitchen.
 
"Hi, Mrs. Braden," Heidi said. They all sat down at the table, where Erica had
laid out snacks for them.
 
"So, Joe told me you were trying to do something to Robert... did you succeed?"
 
"Yes, ma'am. The information went to the FBI early this morning. Of course, I
removed all names except Robert's."
 
"Good. Hopefully they'll arrest him, and things will get better."
 
"Except that I'm out of a job now."
 
"You'll find something, Mom," Joe assured her.
 
"I hope so."
 
"If absolutely necessary," Heidi said, "I can find you another guy like
Robert, only less sleazy..."
 
Joe frowned at her, but didn't say anything. Erica nodded, but also kept
quiet. Shortly after that, Jamie walked into the kitchen. She saw Heidi and
stiffened, but went and sat in her usual spot at the table.
 
"Hi," Heidi said to Jamie.
 
"Hey. Uh, I'm sorry that I, you know, attacked you the other day."
 
"It's okay. I didn't approach the situation the right way."
 
"Still, I should have given you a chance to say what you were going to say,
rather than just assuming you were trying to hurt us."
 
Heidi shrugged. "All's well that end's well. I-" 

At that point, the doorbell rang. Joe got up to get it. When he opened the
door, he was confronted by two gentlemen wearing suits and sunglasses.
 
"Hello, son," the man said politely. "We're looking for Erica Braden. Is this
her residence?"
 
"She's my mom. Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.
 
Both men pulled out wallets with IDs and badges.
 
"Special Agent Tim Hoskins, FBI. This is Detective Carl Ripley."
 
Joe's blood ran cold. "What do you want with my mom?"
 
"I'm afraid I can't discuss that with you. Is she home?"
 
From behind him, he heard his mother ask, "Who is it, Joe?"
 
*Shit*, Joe thought to himself.
 
"Erica Braden?" Hoskins asked.
 
"Yes..."
 
"Special Agent Tim Hoskins. FBI. I'm going to have to ask you to come with me,
ma'am."
 
"Am I under arrest?" she asked as calmly as she could.
 
"Not at the moment," he replied. "But I do need you to come with me."
 
"Okay. Heidi, can your mom come and get you?"
 
"Yeah," Heidi said, her voice shaky.
 
Turning back to the agent and the detective, Erica said, "Where are we going?"
 
"To the local FBI office. Come with us."
 
"Joe, take care of things until I get back," she said, as they led her gently
by the arm out the door.
 
"What the hell did you do?" Jamie snarled at Heidi as soon as the adults had
gone.
 
Heidi flinched. "I did what I told you guys I'd do. I promise, there were no
names in the stuff I sent them!"
 
"Bullshit!" Jamie screamed, and lunged at Heidi.
 
This time, Joe had seen it coming, and he was ready for it. He stepped between
the two as Jamie made her first move, and caught her with his shoulder. He
shoved her backward, causing her to almost lose her balance.
 
"Enough!" Joe yelled. "You're doing it *again*! You have no proof of
*anything*, yet you're blaming someone who's trying to help!"
 
"Fuck you, Joe!" Jamie screamed, and went crying up the stairs.
 
"I'm sorry, Joe. I don't know what happened. I must have screwed up somewhere,
forgotten to remove some names, or something. I just..."
 
"Yeah. Shit happens. You want to go ahead and call your mom now? I don't think
we're gonna have much of a dinner tonight."
 
"Yeah."
 


-----
 


Erica was led into a room and directed to a chair at a table. Across from her
were two men who were joined by Special Agent Hoskins. On her side of the
table was a woman dressed neatly in a business suit.
 
"Do you mind if this interview is taped?" Hoskins asked.
 
"No," Erica said shakily.
 
"Interview with subject Erica Braden," he intoned, and spouted off the date,
time, and location. "Subject of the interview is the activity of one Robert
Cusman. Mrs. Braden, you are aware that this conversation is being taped?"
 
"Yes."
 
"Very good. The gentleman on my left is Agent Manny Esteban of the Drug
Enforcement Administration. On my right is District Attorney Allen Michaels.
The woman next to you is Angela Preston. She is here to act as your counsel.
If you would prefer other counsel before this meeting continues, or if you
already have your own attorney, we will wait for them to arrive. Do you desire
different counsel?"
 
"No," she said, looking over at the woman, then looking at the three men
across from her.
 
"Mrs. Braden, according to information received very early this morning, a man
named Robert Cusman has allegedly been blackmailing people, and trafficking in
child pornography and drugs. Do you know this man?"
 
Erica's heart stopped in her chest. She looked over at the lawyer sitting next
to her with a panicked expression.
 
Angela Preston read that look very easily; she'd seen it many times before. It
was, "Oh my god, they know what I've done. Now what?"
 
Angela turned to face the interrogators. "I'm advising my client not to answer
that question without some indication of what charges may be filed against her
as a result of this conversation."
 
"You want to handle that part, Allen?" Hoskins asked.
 
DA Michaels cleared his throat. "If your client agrees to testify against Mr.
Cusman, and I mean testify fully, to everything that went on without
reservation, we are willing to grant her transactional immunity. If she lies
to us or omits anything that we deem important, this deal is null and void."
 
"What does that mean?" Erica asked her attorney.
 
"It means they're not going to prosecute you for anything you've done, so long
as you tell them the complete truth, and don't leave anything out." Turning to
the FBI and DEA agents, she said, "Does that deal apply to you two, as well?"
 
Esteban said, "Unless she's been involved in the drug trafficking, nothing she
would be guilty of is a federal crime, so there's nothing we can prosecute her
for."
 
Erica interrupted. "Drugs? I don't know anything about drugs... he thankfully
never asked me to do *that*..."
 
Esteban wrote something down on his notepad. He asked her, "You had no idea
that he was bringing in nearly a quarter million dollars' worth of cocaine
each month?"
 
Erica paled. "No, I didn't. I was strictly doing website work for him. I...
danced..."
 
Hoskins wanted to be clear. "You're an online exotic dancer, correct? You take
your clothes off in front of cameras, and the videos are put on websites for
download?"
 
"Yes. Robert never asked me to do anything except make the videos. He never
even mentioned drugs to me once, that I can recall."
 
Esteban looked at Hoskins. "I believe her. She's not the type he seems to have
used for that, anyway." Esteban picked up his notepad, nodded to everyone, and
left the meeting.
 
Hoskins said, "And have you performed any illegal acts on camera for this man?"
 
Erica broke down crying, but she nodded. Michaels pulled out a handkerchief
and offered it to her. She wiped her eyes and tried to get herself under
control. Angela sat next to her, uncomfortable. She hated women clients.
 
After several minutes, Erica got control of herself. Michaels had left and
returned with some coffee for her. She held onto it, but didn't drink it right
away.
 
"Are you all right?" Hoskins asked. "Do you think you can continue?"
 
Erica nodded. "For the record, you said that you have performed illegal acts
on camera for Robert Cusman, correct?"
 
"Yes," she replied with no inflection in her voice.
 
"Could you tell us what those acts were?"
 
"I had sex with my son."
 
Both men arched an eyebrow, and Angela turned a little green, but no one said
anything right away.
 
"Anything else?"
 
"Isn't that enough?" she asked.
 
"How many times did you have sex with your son on camera?" the DA asked very
carefully.
 
"Three or four."
 
"Did he not like you guys or something? That doesn't seem like a lot..."
 
"He only recently demanded that we start doing that."
 
"You say demanding... What was he holding over your head?"
 
In a monotone, Erica related the whole story. The FBI agent and the DA took
notes, while Angela just sat in shock.
 


-----
 


Erica didn't arrive home until nine o'clock that night. Joe met her at the
door, and embraced her. He pulled her inside and got her to the couch, where
she sat down, and collapsed, drained of all her energy and emotion.
 
Joe went and got his mother a soda, and then came back to sit beside her. He
waited until she'd taken several sips before he spoke.
 
"So? What's going on?" he asked. "Are you going to jail?" At that point, Jamie
came down the stairs and sat in a chair across the room.
 
"No, I'm not going to jail. They didn't arrest me."
 
"So what happened?" Jamie asked.
 
"They want me to testify against Robert. If I do, they will give me complete
immunity for sleeping with you, Joe."
 
Joe sighed heavily in relief. Then he asked, "Do they want us to testify, too?"
 
Erica shook her head. "They said they weren't going to ask any of the kids to
testify, that the video would be enough for the jury."
 
"So why did that Heidi bitch turn you in, anyway?" Jamie demanded.
 
"It wasn't anything she did, Jamie, and watch your mouth," Erica said. "I had
to ask how they found out about me, just to find out what did happen," she
explained to Joe. "Heidi was able to purge the computers, but it never
occurred to me that my contract was signed on paper. He had filing cabinets
full of these contracts, and he had a photo attached to each one. I guess that
way he could keep track of which contract went with which woman. So there
wasn't anything Heidi could have done about those, even if she'd known about
them."
 
Joe nodded, and looked at his sister. "See? You owe Heidi *another* apology."
 
"Go to hell," Jamie said sourly.
 


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"Hey, Heidi," Joe said, walking up behind her in the hall.
 
"Joe! Hey," she said, startled. "I'm so sorry about your mom, Joe. I don't
know-"
 
Joe stopped her by putting his hand on her hip. "It wasn't your fault. He had
hard copy records, as well. Contracts with identifying pictures attached."
 
"Shit," she said. "I didn't think of that."
 
"Yeah, well, my mom knew and forgot, so... if anyone's to blame, it's her, not
you. You did a damn good job. Thank you."
 
"But now your mother-"
 
"Has to testify against Robert," Joe interrupted her. "They're not going to
press charges for... anything," he said, realizing they were in public.
 
Heidi looked immensely relieved. "Thank god," she said with a sigh. "I really
thought I'd fucked up and sent your mom to jail."
 
"Yeah, so did Jamie. Which is why she went off on you."
 
"What's with her? She's got such a short fuse."
 
"I think she's been off-balance since this whole thing started, and it's just
getting to her. We don't tell her stuff, because she is a bit erratic at times
and she's prone to overreacting."
 
"Oh."
 
"Of course, then she goes snooping and finds out what we weren't telling her,
and overreacts anyway."
 
Heidi smiled. "And yells at you for not telling her, I bet."
 
"You got the picture," he said with a grin. After a moment, he added, "I also
think she's jealous, because you and I went out on Saturday."
 
"I'm sorry to cause that kind of problem in your life..."
 
Joe shrugged. "I won't lie; what she and I do... did... whatever... is fun.
But it's not like we can have a long-term relationship or anything. The thing
with the FBI showing up... that scared me. I'd just as soon not have any more
run-ins with cops."
 
"Yeah, I think I know what you mean."
 
"So... Jamie will settle down eventually. She's probably not going to like you
very much, ever, though. Especially if you and I go out again on Saturday..."
Joe trailed off, looking at Heidi expectantly.
 
Heidi looked surprised. "I didn't figure you'd want to go with me anymore,
what with the screw-up with your mom, and since you don't need my help
anymore..."
 
Joe leaned over and kissed Heidi on the lips, letting his kiss linger. When
they broke the kiss, he said, "Well, you figured wrong. What do you say?"
 
"I'd love to go out with you again. You want me to rent the limo again?" she
asked with a grin.
 
"I'll leave that up to you," he said. Just then the bell rang. "Oh, shit, we'd
better get moving." He leaned down and kissed her quickly, then said, "See you
in English."
 
Heidi closed up her locker, and went on her way with a smile.
 


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"Do try to make it home before sunrise," his mother advised him. Joe rolled
his eyes at her, and then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She kissed
him back, then let him go.
 
Joe made his way up to the door, waving at the limo driver, Gary, as he
passed. He knocked on the door and waited for a long moment before it opened
to reveal Heidi in a nice sweater and slacks.
 
"Hey," she said to Joe while she watched him look her over.
 
"Hey to you, too," he replied with a grin. He looked behind her, then asked,
"Where's your mom?"
 
"My parents are out of town for the weekend," she said with a smile. "C'mon,
I'm hungry."
 
The two got into the limo, and then they looked at each other.
 
"Where to?" Heidi asked Joe.
 
"Um... can I ask you a question?"
 
"Sure."
 
"Did you really like eating at Rockford's last week?"
 
"You want the truth?"
 
"Yep."
 
"Not really. Too fancy. I'm more of a soda-and-french-fries girl than I am a
champagne-and-caviar girl."
 
"Okay, then you get to pick the place this time," he said with a chuckle.
 
"Gary... Pizza Shack, if you please."
 
"Yes, ma'am," Gary said, and pulled the car out onto the road.
 
Joe shook his head at her.
 
"What?"
 
"Taking a limo to a pizza place. You're evil."
 
Heidi waggled her eyebrows at him, then snuggled close to him. He wrapped his
arm around her, and they sat quietly until they arrived at the restaurant.
 


-----
 


Dinner passed by smoothly as the two discussed school events and homework,
rather than the kinds of things they'd had to discuss when they first got
together. Once they were stuffed on pizza, they packed up the remainder, and
left for the car.
 
As they approached the limo, Gary opened the door for them. Heidi got into the
car, and then Joe, holding the pizza box, turned to the driver.
 
"It's probably against the rules for you to eat on duty, isn't it?"
 
"Very much so, sir," Gary said with a smile.
 
"Well, you can eat it when you get home," he said, handing him the remainder
of the pizza. "And if you happen to sneak a bite when we're not looking, well,
I'm not gonna say anything."
 
Gary grinned and said, "Yes, sir. Thank you sir." He liked these two, though
he knew that they wouldn't be regulars; no teen can afford limo service for a
date every week.
 
"Now what do you want to do?" Joe asked his date.
 
"Let's do something fun."
 
"Such as?"
 
"I know... let's go bowling," she said.
 
Joe goggled at her. "You want to take a limo to a bowling alley?"
 
"And park it right out front!" she enthused.
 
Joe laughed. "You're hopeless! Okay, Gary, you heard the lady. Bowling it is."
 
"Yes, sir," Gary said, trying to keep a straight face as he pulled out of the
parking lot.
 


-----
 


"Yyyyes!" Heidi said as the pins fell before her ball. "Another strike!"
 
"Grr," Joe said good-naturedly. He was losing by twenty points, and she wasn't
helping matters.
 
Heidi slid next to him at the scoring table. "Don't worry, Joe. You'll beat me
next game."
 
"Yeah, right," he said with a smile. "If you're trying to hustle me, you
should know that you're supposed to *lose* the first game."
 
"Oh, is that what I keep doing wrong," she said with a mischievous grin.
 
Joe rolled a spare, which did not improve his chances of catching up to Heidi,
but it earned him a congratulatory kiss for his trouble.
 
Joe ended up losing that game, and the two after that. Finally, he said,
"Okay, I give up. You're much better at this than I am."
 
"I practice. I love bowling."
 
"I like to bowl, too, but I think you've done it a bit more than I have.
C'mon, let me redeem myself; let's play pool."
 
"Okay..." she said, giving a hint that she might not be all that easy to beat
at that, either.
 


-----
 


An hour later, and the score was tied at two games apiece. Joe was just
setting up for his breaking shot, when Heidi strolled over next to him. As he
reached his arm back to begin his stroke, Heidi leaned over and whispered in
his ear.
 
"If you win this game, I'll give you a blowjob."
 
Needless to say, Joe scratched on the break.
 
"That was mean," Joe said to her, "and I'm gonna hold you to it!"
 
Heidi sank the first three balls, but missed her fourth shot. Joe made two
before a scratch. The two went back and forth until Joe was working on the
eight ball, while Heidi still had one striped ball left to sink. It was Joe's
turn.
 
"You just sit right over there," he said seriously. "No more of your tricks."
 
"Me? Tricks?" Heidi said innocently, batting her eyes at him.
 
Joe bent down to line up his shot, doing his best to ignore Heidi as he took
aim.
 
A little left-reverse English on the cue ball, and the eight slid neatly into
the side pocket.
 
"Yes!" Joe said triumphantly. "I win, three games out of five."
 
"But I won at bowling three games out of three," Heidi said, just to burst his
bubble.
 
Joe reached over and hugged her, then kissed her. "You're beautiful when
you're competitive," he told her. Heidi blushed.
 
"Okay, I think it's time we went back home," she said. "I've had enough loud
music for one night."
 
"Sure thing. Let's go."
 
Once back in the limo and on the road, Heidi raised the partition glass, so
that Gary could neither see nor hear what was going on.
 
"What's up?" Joe asked, figuring she wanted to talk about something important.
 
"I made a bet, didn't I? I don't welsh on my bets."
 
Joe's eyes went wide as Heidi slipped to her knees on the limo floor, and
turned to him. She unzipped his fly and unbuttoned his jeans, then worked them
down. He helped her work her pants and underwear off his hips, then she pulled
them below his knees and forgot about them.
 
Heidi stared at the first cock she'd ever seen in real life. It was already
semi-hard from the excitement. Reaching out, she took hold of it, feeling the
soft, velvety skin that was covering the hard muscle beneath. As she stroked,
the muscle grew stiffer and bigger, and her eyes watched in fascination as he
reached his full length.
 
Heidi might not have seen a real cock before, but she'd watched plenty of
porn. She knew what she was supposed to do. Leaning forward, she started to
lick the tip of his dick. Joe groaned in pleasure and sat back, closing his
eyes.
 
Heidi continued to lick his cock, working her way down the sides and around,
and then back up. Finally, she opened her mouth and let the head of his cock
slip between her lips. She pushed her head down until she felt herself
beginning to gag, then she backed off just a little. She closed her lips
tightly against his shaft, and then started to slide her mouth off his prick.
When she had just the head of his cock inside her, she began to slide back
down.
 
She started slowly, but soon Heidi picked up the pace, bobbing her head on
Joe's dick. Joe was moaning, enjoying the pleasant sensations she was giving
him. She concentrated on sucking him off as best she could, her lips sliding
wetly along his shaft. Joe grunted several times, staving off his climax just
as long as he could.
 
Finally, Joe knew he couldn't hold back any longer.
 
"Gonna come if you don't stop," he warned her.
 
Heidi knew all about it, and she didn't stop. She continued to bob up and down
on his cock, trying to suck his cum from his balls. In just a few more
seconds, she achieved her goal. Joe groaned loudly, and then spewed his load
into her mouth. Heidi was surprised by the force of it, but managed not to
choke. She continued to suck on him, but stopped moving. As his climax tapered
off, she swallowed his come. She wasn't overly fond of the taste, but she
could live with it.
 
Finally, once Joe had calmed down, she slid her mouth off his cock. Looking up
at him, she said, "There. Now I've paid my debt."
 
"Oh, god, Heidi. That was great!"
 
Heidi blushed at the compliment, and turned her head. "You might want to get
dressed. I think we're almost home," she told him.
 
Joe quickly pulled up his pants and underwear, just getting them fastened as
they pulled onto Heidi's street.
 


-----
 


"I think Gary knows what happened in his limo," Joe said with a grin.
 
"Maybe. I don't care. You won fair and square."
 
"Well, you didn't have to pay up right *then*... not that I minded."
 
Heidi giggled at him. "Hey," she said suddenly, "You want to go for a swim?
The pool is heated."
 
"I don't have any swim trunks here, and your dad's not my size," he objected.
 
"So? It's not like I haven't already seen it," she said with a wicked grin.
 
"You want me to swim naked?" he said, a little shocked.
 
"Yeah. C'mon," she said, and led him out back to the pool area, which was
screened in to prevent bugs, but was otherwise open to the cool night air.
 
"I don't know," Joe said, but Heidi was already undressing. He watched in
fascination as she removed all her clothing. He couldn't keep his eyes off her
body as it was exposed to his view.
 
Once she was nude, she turned to him. Seeing his gaze, she blushed all the way
to her chest. She didn't cover herself, though. "Come on, let's get in. It's
cold out here, but it's warm in there." She walked over to the pool steps, and
walked down in.
 
Joe decided to take a more direct approach, and just dove in where he was,
about mid-pool. He took a couple good strokes, and came up near Heidi.
 
"You're a good swimmer," she said.
 
"It's what I do for PE," he said.
 
"Oh. That would explain it."
 
"You know, I can't quite figure you out," he said.
 
"What do you mean?"
 
"Well, normally you're all shy around guys and everything... I mean, I've seen
you shy away from boys at school. But here, you're... well... not shy."
 
"I'm not shy. I'm picky."
 
"Huh?"
 
"I'm not really shy at all. I'm just very picky about who I spend my time
with. Most people I consider a waste of time, so I don't stay around them. I'm
also, as you know, really horrible about talking to people, so even those
people I do think are worth the effort, I often can't talk to."
 
"Oh," Joe said, then the realization of what that really meant dawned on him.
He swam over to her and treaded water beside her. "I guess I'm worth the
effort, then?"
 
"Very much so," she said in a quiet voice. She started swimming, and he
followed her. Once she'd reached about three-quarters the length of the pool,
she stopped, and stood on the bottom. The water covered her to just above her
tits. Joe stood next to her, and then faced her. He looked down at her body,
and then he put his hands on her hips. As he leaned in to kiss her, she melted
against him, pressing her nude form against his body as tightly as she could.
His tongue slipped into her mouth, and the wet dance began.
 
Heidi reached down between them, and her hand wrapped around Joe's quickly
stiffening member. She stroked it gently, until it was fully erect. Joe held
her tightly, but not so tightly that her hand couldn't continue moving on his
shaft. They were both moaning into each other's mouth.
 
Heidi lifted herself up on her tiptoes, and then she pulled Joe's cock forward
and down. Suddenly, it slipped between her legs. Heidi closed her legs a bit,
and rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing herself against his hard prick.
 
Joe bent his knees slightly, and his dick angled upward. He slowly lifted
himself, and felt his cock slide along her pussy lips. When he felt it catch
just slightly, he stopped; he knew that was her entrance.
 
Heidi knew exactly where he was, too. She moaned affirmatively into his mouth,
as they were still kissing. Joe pushed upward with his legs, and his cock very
slowly entered her pussy. Heidi gasped at the feel of it stretching her pussy,
and then she squeaked as the head of his cock popped inside of her and her
pussy clamped down on it.
 
Heidi broke their kiss and groaned, "Oh, god, yes, that feels good."
 
Joe pushed again, slowly shoving his cock deeper inside of Heidi's cunt. She
panted and groaned at the feel of it, loving every second of it.
 
In another minute, Joe was fully buried inside Heidi, his pubic hairs resting
against hers. There, he stopped.
 
"Have you ever had sex before?" he asked.
 
Heidi shook her head. "Does it show?" she asked fearfully.
 
"Only because you're so tight," he replied, stroking her hair. He didn't want
to make her think she was bad at it; she wasn't.
 
"Oh. Maybe I should have used a dildo more often," she said with an evil grin.
 
"Live dildos are best," he replied, wiggling his hips. Heidi gasped.
 
"Oh, shit, that's nice!"
 
With that, Joe began to move inside her, moving in short strokes for the time
being.
 
Heidi moaned out loud, and wrapped herself tightly around him. "I'm yours.
Take me!"
 
Joe held her against him, and then began to thrust harder into her. The
resistance of the water held her in place nicely, and his thrusts forced their
way deep into her pussy. Heidi was quickly screaming in pleasure, and then her
cries got louder as her orgasm washed over her. She cried out in bliss for a
long moment, and then she began to calm down as it passed. She panted
vigorously, trying to catch her breath.
 
Joe held onto her still, but kept himself from moving inside her, lest she be
too sore to continue.
 
Finally, she looked him in the eye and asked, "What'd you stop for?"
 
"Uh... wanted to make sure you were okay."
 
"I am so way fucking beyond okay it's not funny. I love your dick, Joe. Please
fuck me with it some more."
 
"How can a guy refuse a request like that?" he asked rhetorically, and started
thrusting again.
 
Heidi was almost immediately ramping up to another orgasm. When it arrived,
she was just as loud as the first time. This time, however, Joe didn't stop,
and her climax was prolonged. He thrust as hard as he could, fucking her for
all he was worth. As she approached her third orgasm, he felt his own
impending blow. The two thrashed crazily in the water, riding the wave of
pleasure higher and higher.
 
When it crested, Joe grunted loudly, blasting his cum into Heidi's pussy.
Heidi screamed louder than ever, her orgasm washing over her like a flood. Joe
felt her pussy contract on his cock, and it drew several more spurts from his
dick.
 
Finally spent, the two began to settle from their orgasms. Joe walked them
over to the edge of the pool into slightly deeper water, so they were
submerged up to their necks. Joe's cock still rested inside Heidi's pussy,
though it was beginning to soften.
 
Heidi took a few moments to become coherent again, but when she did, she
smiled broadly at Joe.
 
"That was very fucking nice," she said. After a few beats, she said, "It was
also *very nice fucking*."
 
The two laughed in the giddy afterglow of good sex.
 
As they settled down, Heidi got a little more serious. "I love you, Joe," she
said quietly. "You're exactly how I fantasized you would be. And not just
about the sex... that was actually way better than I thought it would be."
 
Joe was a little startled. "Heidi, I-"
 
"I know you don't love me. You have your mom and your sister, and I'm just..."
 
Joe put his finger to her lips. "I don't think I love you right now, no. But I
think I could."
 
Heidi got tears in her eyes as he kissed her passionately.
 
Once they broke the kiss, he asked, "Can we do the second round in your bed?
I'm gonna turn into a prune out here."
 
Heidi shivered at the thought of doing it *again*.
 


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"What about your mom and Jamie? I thought you liked having sex with them."
 
"I do. But like I said, I don't really want any more run-ins with the law.
Having sex with them is illegal as all hell. Besides, I like having sex with
you more."
 
Heidi blushed. They were lying on her bed, completely nude, after having made
love for a third time that night.
 
"Jamie will probably hate you even more, though," he reminded her.
 
"Why?"
 
"Jealousy. She... wanted me all along."
 
"Really?"
 
"Yeah. Apparently being fucked in the head is a genetic thing," he said with a
smile.
 
Heidi cuddled close to him to keep herself warm. "So why would you give that
up for me? I'm nothing special."
 
"Yeah, you are."
 
Heidi looked up at him, then smiled. "I *can't* go for number four!"
 
Joe got a pout on his face. "Awwwww." Then he smiled at her. "Neither can I.
But you are still special to me, Heidi. And I want us to go together. Steady."
 
Heidi shivered at the notion. She'd never had any kind of boyfriend before,
let alone a steady one.
 
"Okay," she said.
 
"Just you and me," he assured her.
 
There were tears in her eyes as she nodded and hugged him more tightly. "Just
you and me," she agreed.
 
"And *no cameras*!" he insisted. Heidi laughed.
 


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