"Peach Cobbler"
Okay, peeps, let me backtrack from Wednesday morning all the way to the twilight hours of Tuesday morning. I did mention you that Rosa argued with Katie. I want to be honest with this. Rosa actually picked a fight with the sexapade liar Katie for only a minute. That's all, only a minute. After that, she has gotten to know Katie better. You wanna know what happened? I'll tell you.
It was ten minutes passed five when Rosa decided to wake up and take a stroll in a nature trail. She turned a few times on her personal hike when she came to a row of cabins on a white pebbled hill. She looked at a cherry wood sign with red borders that read "White Stone Street". She grinned and took a brief tip-toe jog. What was she looking for in that camp neighborhood? Well, did I mention she was (and still is) into voyeurism?
As she went to the first small house, she expected to see a couple of young guys kissing and spades. She made a perverted grin as she crawled to a small window with an Iris bed on the stand. She peered through the purple flowers and became boggled over what she saw. There was Katie on her bed half naked with a small green plastic mold shaped like a gherkin. What was startling was the gherkin was inserted by the struggling woman...and her frustrated face swelled with tears and flushing cheeks. She was a wreck.
"Ah-ha!" Rosa cried, pushing away the flowers off the sill. Katie made a yell and looked directly at Rosa who climbed right into her room. "That owner was right! You ARE a virgin!"
Katie's pink hair flopped over her eyes as the green dildo fell on the hard board floor rolling to the intruder's foot. Rosa slipped on it and fell on her back, tumbling on Katie's hamper basket. She spat out a puce pair of boy shorts and became repulsed. Katie grabbed the shorts as the Columbian girl gagged. "Boy shorts? Those panties belong to a girl who claims to bang sixteen football players in one night."
"Can it!" Katie blushed, now covered with the boy shorts and snatched her small dildo on the floor. "You are so snoopy! And...whether I'm a virgin or not, that's none of your business!"
"The gherkin says otherwise!" Rosa pointed to the small dildo with liquid drooping on the floor. "You lied to us when you said you lost your virginity in the shower with fifteen men!"
Katie shushed her. "Keep your voice down. My room mates are going to hear you!"
"Leda and Hannah? Please, they know you're a virgin already. You must be the..." Rosa stopped, realizing Katie's endeavor. The latter blushed and covered herself with a throw pillow. "Shit. You're the last girl in our sorority as a virgin."
Poor Katie just scowled and glared at Rosa. "Yes, you hit the bull's eye and impaled it a thousand times over! The only reason I make up some of the story is because I want to be in the same level as you! I too want to swap juicy stories about sexy endeavors! I'm just tired of being cooped up in a geek's gawky body!"
"Oh come on, Katie, you're not that gawky. Do you really think your tits are gawky?" Rosa asked her. When Katie didn't give her an answer for a couple of minutes, she dangled her feet at the edge of the unmade bed. "Look, Katie, you don't have to be ashamed to be a virgin. A lot of people are virgins."
"Really?" The girl asked skeptically. "Name one in this university."
Rosa wondered about which person hadn't gotten laid. "Well...there's Madam Foster to consider."
"Madam Foster??
She's ninet
y
-six
! Her hips would fracture if she decided to lose her virginity on her death bed!"
"Okay, well what about some of the guys here? I'm sure there must be...oh! I know! Yuki mentioned her boyfriend has a little brother! He probably never touched a woman in his life."
"There could be a lot of reasons why he couldn't before yesterday."
"Yesterday?? What happened..." Rosa stopped herself from going further and saw that look on Katie's face. It was a combination of shame and crafty. I'm gonna go with 'shifty' on this one. That girl was one quiet spy. She loves to watch everything. Unfortunately, among those who and what caught her eye, she watched everything. Rosa's mouth dropped. "Hold...the phone! You...you're a voyager!"
Katie sighed. "I think you're looking for the word 'voyeur'. And yes...I watch people doing it. It's not intentionally, though. I just...happen to be there at the right time." She blushed and sat on the bed, looking at Rosa. "That incident with the football team was only a partial lie. I didn't partake...I only saw it. I was searching for Chad Wilkins, the water boy, wanting to ask him to be my partner for a social dance."
Rosa folded her arms and her face was a soft grim as Katie talked. "I knew I had access since I'm part of the press for our university, so I go in the locker rooms easily. When I waited for my friend in the locker room, I heard a massive groaning around the corner. Curiosity got the better of me and I found myself following the voices making the groans. That's when I saw it...an all-male orgy in the steamy shower.
"There I was, my eyes boggled at over twenty men ravishing each other. My heart pounded to my ears when I saw a handsome quarterback pounding into our favorite running back, Zachary."
"Zachary Parkinson?" Rosa cried, blinking her brown eyes. "Damn! I figured he was into dudes, but I was sure he was a topper."
"Anyway," Katie continued after a cough, "I watched with interest as they continued their lustful dance under the steel waterfall. I can't help but admire their bodies and their appeal toward one another. In fact, I might have been too excited. Moving right along, when I found Chad, he was what I thought right in a middle of a roast. Most damning,
he was the pig
!"
"Split roast?" Rosa interrupted her story. "You mean a position where the center person gets fucked on both ends?"
"I really wish you wouldn't curse. Anyway, there he was, Chad Wilkins, being taken by both Johnson and Lyons. I really didn't mean to watch, but that shower was the coolest, if not the hottest, moment of my life. Just mentioning it to you made me all tingly." She ended the story with a childish giggle and her face became rosy. Damn, when I found out about Katie's secret hobby, I would have given myself a slap in the face! Rosa just gaped her huge mouth.
"So...you like voyeurism now?" Rosa asked with surprise. Katie softly giggled. "Well, I wouldn't say that was an official voyeur. However, whenever I see something so dirty, I say to myself, 'I came at the right place at the right time'. And so, for the past year and a half, I take a notebook and jot some info in there in case there was something worth writing. You can see for yourself."
Katie crawled to her nightstand and opened the top square drawer. Her notebook was a dark purple spiral pad almost a foot long. It was thick filled with inked pages. Some, according to Rosa, even had fantastic illustrations. The pictures Katie drew were the most vivid images my friend ever laid her chocolate eyes on. When Rosa turned page after page after page, her mouth formed into an 'O', and from it came a soft squeal. The more she went further in the notebook, the louder the squeal.
When she finished seeing the pervy, steamy book, she fell on Katie's bed, her smile frozen and her eyes watery. Katie looked down at her, waving her hand in front of her elated face. After her shock, Rosa sat straight up and stared at the purple notebook, which was titled "Nights of Glory". She felt jumpy, as did Katie (both different reactions of course).
"This...is...
pure gold