This is the second time I've written this story as when I sent it to my amazing editor, I did a cut and paste faux pas and accidentally copied chapter I onto it. Arrrrgh!!
It is a work of fiction. There are references to people in my first set of chapters but all of those names were changed, so it's safe to call this a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy!
As always thanks to Tangentjoker for his editing. If you aren't reading his stories, you should. Also, thanks for taking the time to read my stories. I love feedback and comments, so please if you have something to suggest, comment on, or just want to cuss me out for being disgusting, feel free.
Oh! And you might want to read chapter I first. Unless you're going for the whole Joseph Heller/Catch-22 vibe, then by all means have at it!
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So I had a boyfriend. Nothing unusual about that. I was reasonably attractive or so I'm told, and since sixth grade or so I almost always was either dating one guy exclusively or, if not, several guys who wanted to be exclusive. That my boyfriend was Michael, who was a bit of a nerd and lived a couple doors down from my mother and I in the condominium complex was a bit odd. I usually dated athletic types rather than, well, smart guys. Still, Michael and I had been good friends the last several years and regularly hung out as such. We smoked weed by the pool with the skater boys. He was a gamer and, until that last year, I cheered. In the superficial world of high school, we had nothing in common and my crowd would never be caught dead with his. I'm not defending the clique system so much as defining it, though. Around the condo was a different social organism than at school and we would be graduating in a few days and putting that world behind us, thankfully.
Michael and I had become unexpectedly intimate when he admitted a long crush on me earlier in the day and I teased him a bit until I became intrigued with the possibilities of him. It would be nice, I thought, to date someone I liked just because I liked them, and not because they were the sort of person I was expected to date by my peers. He had never seen a girl nude before, not even breasts, except on the internet and a grainy video a former paramour had sent him of me. I disrobed and let him explore my flesh. One thing led to another and we were both naked. It was then I discovered his talents at pleasing a girl orally, as well as his gift of a long, skinny penis with a large head. I gave him oral, and he received it for the first time, and he had given me a tummy full of his delicious sperm for my efforts.
I wanted to fuck him, right then and there, and he was willing, but I had made plans to visit a girl from school who had also been videoed, by the same loser, along with several others who had experienced the same. She had avenged us all and would probably be kicked out of school for it, but you know all about Jessie by now so I won't bore you with the details.
After Michael left, I showered quickly and brushed my teeth thoroughly before applying makeup and getting dressed. Jessie's father or uncle - I was never sure of their relationship - was a dentist and it wouldn't do to show up with penis breath. Sandy arrived right on time and we drove in her car over to Jessie's. I had never been there before but it was in an upscale gated community of McMansions where everyone tended to have either horse stables, tennis courts, pools or all the above. All the streets were named after either Civil War generals or cities in England and none of the houses would price out at less than half a million. Being middle class of divorced parents explained readily why I had never been there.
Jessie and her family were gracious when we and another carload of Danny survivors arrived. Jessie's eyes were red and she seemed tired. Truthfully, it was hard to tell how she seemed as I didn't really know her that well at this point, although over the summer she would work at the country club and we became pretty close. We were both hoping to go to a state university just under an hour away, but neither had gotten our acceptance letters yet as we had both waited until April to take the ACT. The main reason I didn't know her that well was that at school she didn't really socialize with anyone. She just read, ran and studied. She was always pretty but over the last year and a half had grown into her height, learned to dress, learned to apply makeup to suit both her fashion and the day, and had become one of the prettiest girls in school. Every guy stared at her ass, and all of us girls wished ours was as pristine, shapely and toned.
As we talked and got to know each other the other girls, including Sandy, were making small talk as well, both with Jessie and her parents. Then her brother, or at least the guy I thought was her brother (or cousin, or something), Brent, arrived and he became the focus of the girls attention. Just... damn, he was fine. My sister Andrea had gone out with him the year before and if anything in the year since he graduated he looked even better, as if he has spent the year working out. The thing is, since Andrea had dated him, I really wasn't interested. I know that it must sound petty but I can't stand being in her shadow. I have spent so much time there and if I went out with someone she had previously seen, she would have just acted as though she could do better and I could not.
So while Sandy and the girls flirted with Brent, I got to talk to Jessie and we just kind of hit it off. She had been focused on school but was out for the rest of the week as a result of the fight. She would be allowed to graduate on Friday with us, though, which was nice. One rumor was that the school administration was not really looking for ways to piss off her mom and dad as they were quite wealthy and prominent in our town. I suspect that rumor had a lot of truth to it.
Brent gently deflected all the flirtations and focused solely on Jessie. I thought it was really sweet the way he was looking out for her and doting on her. Of course, later in the summer, just as college was about to start I would learn that they were not related at all and were at that time about to fall in love. They would be engaged by the end of the summer.
We made plans to talk later and swapped cell numbers, then left so the Andersons could get some rest after the day they had with the school. Dr and Mrs Anderson were quite polite and didn't seem angry at Jessie at all, although they were on eggshells so you can't tell. They may have been screaming at her as soon as we left for all I know.
I guess the main reason I was able to connect with Jessie was that while the other girls were busy flirting, I had no desire to. My sexual urges had been sated by Michael and if I were to want to have sex it would have been with his long, skinny, cock. So as good looking and nice as Brent was, well, I was taken and I liked it.
When Sandy dropped me off, my mother was home. She had worked late showing houses, as was often her job.
"Hey sweetie, where did you go?"
"Hey, Mom! Sandy and I went over to this girl Jessie's house. You know Dr. Anderson? Well..." I managed to say before she interrupted.
"Is she the one that beat up that boy today?"
"Oh, you heard about that. Yeah, that's her but..."
"I think the whole town heard about it and, from what I heard, he deserved it."
"Totally. He's a loser dirt bag and he finally picked on the wrong girl. They suspended her for the week but she's going to graduate with us Friday. She's really sweet. You remember Brent that Andrea dated last year?"
"Yeah, he was nice. Good looking kid. Why?
"That's her brother. Her mom and dad are Dr. Anderson and his wife."
"Oh, the dentist! Yes, I know them. So, speaking of boys, Millie tells me you're dating Michael?" Mom asked with a smirk.
Damn. Busted. Millie was Michael's mother and was casual friends with my mom from the condo. They didn't really hang out but whenever there was a block party they were friendly.
"Yeah, I guess I am. He's a really sweet guy."
"I've always thought so but he doesn't seem your type."
