Chapter 3 - The Price for a Night Out on the Town
June 1977
"What! Julie exclaimed. "ME?"
"Yes, of course--I told you that was the price."
"But, but, I thought you were going to do it!"
"I'm sorry--I thought you understood. Anyway, I offered, but when he saw your pretty picture, he wanted you instead. And after all, it makes sense. It's something you're getting, not me. It's YOUR fake ID, not mine."
Julie had come running up to Sarah in the Student Union building. So far, she had been asked out six times so far that day.
"Far out! It makes a big difference when you dress to attract men rather than repel them."
So far, she had said neither yes nor no, not sure how to react.
"That's easy, Sarah replied. "If you like how they look and act, you accept. If they're, like, a good fuck and have a nice dick, then you go out with them again. Dig?"
The two had sat down at a table in the SUB's cafeteria and were eating sandwiches and salads when Sarah had explained what Julie would need to do.
"Sarah, I didn't expect this! I've never done anything like this! I don't know what to do!"
"Oh I think you know. You were doing quite good in the photo booth."
"That was without anyone else around but you! This is for real! HEY, you didn't show him that picture did you?" she asked, suddenly suspicious.
"Julie, I wouldn't do that to you! I promised! Besides, I gave you the pictures! How could you think that?"
Julie felt shame welling up in her.
"I'm so sorry Sarah, I really shouldn't accuse you of anything like that," Julie said, dismayed.
"It's okay, if the shoe was on the other foot, I probably would have said the same thing."
"It's just that I didn't expect this. I've never done this before."
"Relax. Isn't this what you wanted? You said you wanted to be more like me. It's okay. I'll teach you. I'll show you. You can't stay an oral virgin forever. What, are you going to blow fake dildos forever? I'll take care of you, babe. Trust me."
"Okay, Julie said nervously.
"I promise that you'll be glad you did, and you'll never even think of passing up another chance to suck cock. Now, after school, I want you to go home, and think about what it felt like having that dildo going in and out of your mouth. A real cock is much, much better, then be at my place Wednesday by 5 p.m."
Wednesday evening, Julie arrived at Sarah's apartment as instructed. She was nervous but relaxed a little when she saw Sarah's smile as the door opened.
"Come in and sit down," Sarah told her.
Julie complied, sitting on the couch. Sarah handed her a glass of whisky.
"This will help relax you a bit," she said, pouring her glass full.
Sarah had her stereo playing "Love Hangover" by Diana Ross.
"I have something else that will help you relax."
She set a bong on the coffee table, and lit the bowl. Taking a few puffs herself, she sat down by Julie and told her how to use it, and then let Julie smoke for a few minutes while she went to get more booze.
She kept talking and supplying Julie with pot and alcohol. After a while, she stopped pouring alcohol. She didn't want Julie passing out, just warm, relaxed and uninhibited.
"Okay, now we're going to do a dress rehearsal." She pulled out the dildo Julie had sucked on in the photo booth.
"Take this." She said as Julie eagerly grasped the dildo. "Now watch this porno video. There are a lot of blowjobs, but I'm going to teach you how to do it right."
Sarah turned off the stereo and turned on her television set, then she pushed the button on her new VHS set and slipped in a tape, and pushed the play button.
"First, she suggested as the movie started, "let's take off our tops."
Julie dutifully unbuttoned her top and shrugged it off her shoulders and removed her bra, as Sarah pulled her tube top off. Sarah wanted their tits exposed when Jim walked through the door to help him get hard faster.
After a few minutes, Julie was sucking hard on the dildo while she watched the video, emulating the action she saw on the screen. By the time the movie was over, there was a knock on the door just as the final credits were rolling.
Sarah looked over at Julie. She looked so horny and stoned, her inhibitions were completely overwhelmed!
"Come on Julie," Sarah encouraged. "Now, do exactly what I tell you, understand?" she asked.
Julie nodded.
Sarah opened the door and Jim walked in. He was tall, and then, with reddish brown hair and a thick mustache.
He gaped at them both, but especially at Julie's magnificent tits. Julie smiled at him. Sarah had Julie remove her shorts and underwear next, and then took off her own.
Sarah introduced him to Julie and offered him a drink. They sat around the sofa and talked for a few minutes while Jim drank his booze, gaping at Julie's tits between swallows. When he set the glass down, Sarah told Jim to stand up, and he sprang to his feet. She walked up and undid his belt and jeans, allowing his jeans to fall to the floor. He stepped out of them as Sarah beckoned Julie over.