Cookies And Cream Ch 18

"Maple Walnut"

Katie woke in her warm bed from a tweet of her text. She sat up and put on her round glasses. She grabbed her rose smart phone from her nightstand and looked at the text. It was from Rosa, and she made a face about it. It read "16 days until Kendra's birthday!"

"Dammit, Rosa!" She groaned, flipping over her green covers. She rubbed her flat tummy as she put her feet on the wood boards. She walked over to the main room. Nikki was there on the couch typing away. Katie felt green and rushed over to the bathroom first. Nikki looked over at the rushed girl for a minute. But then shrugged and went back to her typing. A few minutes later, there was a toilet flush, and Katie came back.

"Bad morning?" Nikki asked when Katie flopped on the couch opposite her. Katie sighed heavily. "I had fried okras and jumbo shrimp. The combination didn't suit well with my digestive system."

"So, you lost your dinner in the opposite direction?"

"You got it." Katie looked over at Nikki while she typed in her small laptop. "Hey! I didn't know you can write!"

"Oh, I'm working on a little summer project as a hobby. I want to know what made you so grumpy this morning."

"Oh, you saw me before the food took over." Katie daggled her feet and pulled her pink hair. "If you must know, Rosa reminded me that it'll be Kendra's birthday in 19 days. And I need to be ready for my present then."

"And do you have your present for her?"

"Yes...and hope I won't have it when her birthday comes around." When Nikki looked at her friend with an arched brow, Katie performed a lip smack. "Rosa and I made a bet. If I lose my virginity before Kendra's twenty-first birthday, then I will give Kendra a nice dance. If I don't, then Kendra's boyfriend's going to take it."

Nikki's side bang fell on her left eye. She flipped it over with a shock appearance. "Um...what do you think of John in general?"

"I saw him yesterday, I think he's kinda cute. I mean if you like beef cakes, then yes, he's cute. And he looks like a nice young man. I feel that he and Kendra met before."

Nikki made an acknowledgeable look and nodded. "Okay. Katie, I do think you need to calm down. You're starting to have some tension."

"What am I supposed to feel? I've never done anything with a dude before!"

Nikki sighed and moved over to Katie, showing her the screen of her laptop. "Here, Katie, I guess I can let you start small with this." Katie looked at the screen with a website "roleplaymansion.com". "Roleplay Mansion? Nikki, you're part of a website? What is Roleplay Mansion??"

"It's a sex website for those who want to live their fantasies through the net. The Mansion has all types of rooms for people with specific kinks. For example, if you love firefighters, there's a room called 'The Fire House'. If you have a thing for animal hominids, we have 'The Yiff Boudoir'. Do you have a craving of being chained on the wall? 'The BDSM Basement' is for you."

Katie gulped and looked at a 3-D picture of a normal looking mansion. A butler opened the door and bowed to the viewers. "Welcome back, Strawberryfemboi. Would you like to try another room today?"

"This place is sophisticated." Katie commented as Nikki typed up a room. The butler nodded and said, "Ah, you've selected 'The Master Bathroom for men only', a sublime choice. Be sure to greet other guests with respect. And please do play nice with the other gentlemen. Enjoy."

"And now for some fun." Nikki said as the screen changed. Katie put her knuckle near her lip. There was an aquamarine bathroom with a granite marbled floor. In the bathroom was a heart-shaped tub in the corner. There was a porcelain toilet occupied by one of the nineteen naked men. One of the nineteen men was Nikki's avatar.

"Wow, this is amazing." Katie said with a little smile. "So, this room is for gay men. Okay, this is good. So, why did you make your avatar a male?" Nikki bobbed her head and softly bit her tongue when she grinned. "I have a kink for gay porn. I like it when a hot guy penetrates my sexy avatar. There is a good kink of watching this with something between my legs."

Katie made a frog face when hearing this. "You masturbate when you watch?"

"You don't?"

"I never watch pornography! This is as close to watching anything sexual in my life!"

"Really? You never watched nature shows?" Nikki turned back to the screen where there was a green light on the upper left corner. "Oh, I have a private message! Someone's interested in my Strawberry!"

"That sounds really dirty when you say that." Katie giggled, and Nikki handed her the laptop. "Okay, it's showtime. You are in charge of the reigns."

"Me??" Katie cried as she saw the screen with two people now. "Wait, I don't know first thing about chat rooms!"

"It's not a chat room, it's a roleplay site. And if you want to know what it's like to be intimate, you have to practice. Now, this is ThorinCharge. He looks nice and he's interested in you."

"He's interested in your avatar, your male avatar."

"And now you can play the part. Katie, pretend you're Strawberry. He's all feminine like you are. Now, all you have to do is type the words."

Katie looked at the bubble above the man's head. It read, "Hello there. I'm Stan, 35, male, from Suffolk, UK." "Oh, he's from England. Okay, now, um...Oh!" Katie typed in a sentence that sounded plausible in her mind. When she pressed 'enter', a pink bubble appeared. She typed, "Hello, Stan. My name is Rodrick. I am 20 yrs old, from Orlando Florida." "Yes! That sounds credible to me."

"Rodrick? Why that name?"

"Nikki, this is practice to me. I don't know him, he doesn't know me. There are no cameras to reveal my identity, is there? No? I didn't think so. So, okay, I guess I'm doing this."

"Just make sure you don't freak out, okay?" Katie took her advice and kept typing to the man in Suffolk. At the beginning, her mannerism was like when she typed a report. Her eyes focused, her hands right on the keyboard. Nikki sat beside her monitoring her typing in case she made a flaw. When the two avatars started making out, things started to change. Katie fanned herself when the guy kissed the youthful avatar's neck. It was almost as if he kissed hers. I'll tell you this much. If your mind deceives you of something like that, you must have great imagination.

Her face started to flush when the guy fondled her avatar's chest. Her legs shook under the laptop as she tried to type. When the man put his hand between Strawberry's legs, she lifted her hips to remove her panties. Nikki watched her doing that and thought she might not focus. And soon, Katie's one-handed typing proved her right. During an oral session, Katie was so into it, she put down that she didn't take it. She typed "Please put your penis in my pussy!"

"KATIE!" Nikki snapped, breaking Katie's concentration. She looked around and finally turned to the snapper. "What? What?"

"You told Thor to put it in your pussy!"

"What? What??" Katie looked at the previous bubble and the words shocked her. "Oh no! Oh...no! I have to correct this!"

"It's too late for that!" Nikki turned back to the screen where a man made a little bubble. Both girls panicked when the bubble appeared. But when they read it, they sighed with relief. "I make a chuckle as I tease your tight pussy. I push the bulb around the star." "Okay! Thor understood the message. That's good! By the way, how long did you have a knack of typing with one hand?"

"I'm not. I'm using two." Katie said with a hazed look now. Nikki bit her lip. "Wow, Katie," she said with silence. "You're out of reality at this point." So, she watched the delusional Katie pet her kitten as she typed non-stop to her one-time lover. The feeling spread to Nikki who clutched her shorts as she watched. Both girls blushed as the conversation went on.

It was no longer practice. Katie now was the receiver from Thor's mighty blows with his steel hammer. And O my Lord, can he pound with it! Katie could feel the man holding her when thrusted into her. Her own pussy smelted with him. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was on edge. Then she screamed, "Oh my fucking beast!" And then, it happened! She relieved herself right on the couch as she came.

There were footsteps running to the main room. Brie and Pam popped in. "What happened??" Brie asked with an alarmed expression. "Did someone break in the house??" She looked at Katie afterward and she watched her pee on the floor. "Oh dear! Someone drank a LOT of fluids yesterday."

"My God, Katie!" Pam cried in disgust. "How can you hold that in for so long?? Is your essay that important to you?"

Nikki tried to keep her mouth shut but she must defend the now lusty-haze Katie. "Look, it wasn't urine. Don't ask me how I know this! She...saw gay porn for the first time."

Pam's lips puckered. "Oh...so she...okay!" She turned around and went to the kitchen. The look on her face said it all. In all of Pam's life, she never saw a feat as a girl to ejaculate big time. Katie sat there all slummed, her face all red and puffy. Her breaths were short. Her eyes blank and spaced. Nikki nodded. "She had a good time."

After a few minutes, Katie woke from her lust sleep, brushing her hair with her pussy oiled hand. "Oh goodness! I got carried away! Is the guy gone??"

"Nope," Nikki replied with a laptop on her lap. "He's still here. He's panting as hard as you are. And...I must say for a first-timer, you're pretty good."

"I was?" Katie gazed at the screen as Nikki scrolled to Katie's detailed paragraph. "I've never saw a person to write a romance novel in this place! And with one hand!"

"I used two hands!"

"Look at your right hand, honey." Katie went all defiant and looked at her right hand. She blinked as she stared at the liquid dripping on her wrist. "Wait, what is that? What is that??"

"That's you, Katie. You masturbated the whole time Thor made love to you."

"I did what??" Katie looked down and blushed. "Oh my God, when did I pull down my panties??"

"Don't freak out, Kate. You're fine."

"Don't tell me I'm fine, Nikki! I'm not!" She looked at the screen where Thor's bubbles dominated the picture. She read them once and her eyes popped. "Oh no! Oh...no!! Thor thinks I'm a girl!"

Nikki groaned as Katie moved to the kitchen with the laptop. Nikki walked behind her as the panicked her now set the machine on the cabinet. Pam and Brie looked in awe as Katie typed frantically. "Katie, Thor doesn't think you're a girl in there."

"She is a girl." Brie commented. Nikki waved her hand at Brie. "She's not in the website, Brie!"

Brie had the gumption to peek. There were blue bubbles that had pleasant comments about Katie's avatar. He told "Strawberry" how he loved that he behaved exactly like a girl. "Oh wow, I can see the problem. Katie, don't express your tension in there. Just say something that you would never say."

The advice Brie shoved her foot in her mouth afterward. As the others watched, Katie convinced Thor she wasn't a girl. She made explicit comments about girls being so moody and complicated. The last sentence she turned sickly green. "All in all...I do think girls are gross!" When she typed that, Pam worded the sentence without raising her voice. "Okay, I know it's Strawberry's words...but don't you think it's too much?"

It was. A response was memorable in the most horrific way. "I don't disagree with that, but you're still perfect."

"Perfect? PERFECT??" Katie started to hyperventilate as Nikki took over and typed something to Thor. Pam covered her face as Brie looked over at Katie. The girl slumped on the counter and cried. "Oh God! What have I done??"

"You ruined your own reputation?" Pam said with a hint of sarcasm. "Not that you have a rep to begin with."

Nikki petted Katie's hair and Brie jabbed Pam's ribs. "Katie, I logged off the Mansion. I told the guy I had to go to work. Course, it's partially true, but I digress. Look, you may feel bad for now, but look at it like this. You gave a guy his fantasy! You gave him something he won't probably have in real life! He will remember this for a long time."

"I...still believe...I deceived him a lot."

"But that's part of roleplay, silly. You build a character you want to be. And then, when you're ready, you can reenact your own fantasies via computer. Now, you can be yourself, that's fine. Remember, in there, no one's going to care what you look like. You can relax about that. All I ask is practice and explore."

Katie sniffed and rubbed her red eyes. "Practice...yeah, I can do that. Yeah, and I can explore the place."

"With your own avatar," added Brie as a suggestion. "I'm pretty good with computers. I can help you make a profile."

"I know how to make profiles, but it's kind of you. I'll collect my computer and come back."

"Good," Nikki said, pulling her chair. "Well, I need to get dressed and go to work. Pam, is there anything you want as a carry-out?"

"Do you have mushroom poppers today?"

"Well gee, I think that's tomorrow's special! Today's Three cheese moxie sticks with steamed clams."

"Oh, clams are okay. I'll give you six bucks to buy some for me."

Brie nodded and moved with Nikki after she stuck some money in her pants pocket. This was a half hour later and the two girls waved good-bye. Once they part ways, Nikki ran through the wisteria woods to the Cookies & Cream Diner and Parlor. The truck was already there, and Farmer Fred dropped the last crate for the Merfields. Nikki stopped and picked up a box to put in the kitchen.

"Oi, Nikki!" Charles said, making her come back. "Why so early, little robin? You're not on shift until eight. It's almost seven."

"It is?" Nikki looked at her watch. "Man, this watch is fast! I'll be in the diner waiting for an hour."

"Not on an empty stomach you're not. Emma will fix you a nice breakfast bowl to fill you, okay?" When Nikki entered the kitchen, Charles patted Fred's truck. "Oi, Fred, you hear that Donald's coming home from St. Petersburg?"

"I didn't know he lived in Russia! How long has he been staying there?"

"Not Russia, Florida, my friend. And anyway, he'll be here later this afternoon, visiting friends."

"Oh, that's good. I might come along and help you host a welcome back party for him."

"It won't be a happy get-along, Fred. Remember his mom Rose?"

Fred dropped to the ground and wiped the dirt off his overalls. "Oh yeah, that's right. His mama died suddenly."

"Yeah, he and his other siblings will come here and plan a funeral for Tuesday next. So, wear something classy for the bird."

"Sure will. Will you be closing for that day?"

"We'll be open in the morning, but ten onwards, Ems and I will be ready for the funeral." With this, the two men hugged and shook their hands. They told each other to take care and Fred was on his way back to his farm. As the truck turned right at the turnpike, a Subaru followed the truck and traveled to Orlando. In the Subaru was a tall man in his early forties with brown hair. His eyes still had a youthful twinkle and his body had muscles. His thin lips sipped on an iced tea in his steel cup.

Donald Klein drove his car to his destination, Rodriguez & Mercado Law Office. When he entered, some of the people greeted him. His mother was very popular with Orlando, so they knew who he was. He went in the elevator when they opened and pressed "6". He took off his dressed coat and held on to it as he waited for his floor. When the doors opened, he stepped off and heard his own steps as he walked the hall. He looked at the door which marked "Harper" in gold letters.

"Oh, there it is. This is Reggie's office all right." He opened the door and a girl with files under her arm came out of it. Her brown eyes looked at the man as he entered. "Mr. Kline?" She said as he stopped clacking. He turned to the girl and laughed. "My goodness, Anna! I haven't seen you since you graduated eight years ago!"

"Yes, it has! I do feel sorry about your mom. We'll talk soon as I send these files to the books." Anna took a few more steps before running back to hug him. "Mr. Kline, Donald, if you want to...talk, you can come to me. I would love to help you with your problems."

"You're very thoughtful, Anna. Thank you." Donald made a strong smile and walked to the front desk. Anna Patrick was a new secretary for Reginald Harper. At age 29, she worked her way to the floor as a helper. Her boss asked little of her since she was efficient with almost anything. He and his accountant knew she was well on her way to be a lawyer in her own right. Right now, though, the pixie cut girl was content as an assistant.

An older woman worked on her numbers as Kline sat across her desk. Her sharp green eyes darted at the man and brushed her silver locks. "Mr. Kline, what a sullen circumstance to see you. I owe your mother my gratitude for helping me find this job. She was such a wonderful woman!"

"Yes, you and many others loved Mother as much as we do." Donald shook the account's shaky hand. "She will never be replaced I can tell you. It's going to take a whole community to attempt to fill in her place. Ms. Roberts, how have you been? Have you caused a lot of trouble in the singles bar again?"

Ms. Roberts laughed and waved away. "Oh, you dirty boy! I didn't know you're this flirtatious!" She chuckled more and stood and stretched. "If only I was thirty years younger and had more plump skin. I would have asked you to dance with me next Friday at the new clubs."

Donald grinned. "Thirty years younger? You'd be illegal!" The glass chestnut door opened, and Reginald came out of the office. "Oh, Donald, glad you can make it. You're early for your appointment, but it's fine. The earlier, the better."

"That's what my mother used to say." Donald gave Ms. Roberts a wink before going in the office. The tanned man sat on the chair as Reginald picked up a file. He saw the name "Rose Kline" and sighed. "There she is, the angel's advocate. She was one of the important people in our city. I'm glad we had her. Kind, hard-working, generous to the poor, that's her to the T. Donald, if your mother had sense, she would have run for mayor."

Donald's weary eyes wavered to the piles of files which belonged to his mother. "You know she doesn't fit in with politics. My word, we have to go through all this today?"

"If you want to arrange the financials from your mother, it's crucial. Sad business, that part of life. Your mother was still full of life even to the dying day."

"I know," Donald murmured. He put his head down and coiled his hands. "I expected a call from her when she recovered. Tuesday came and went. On Wednesday, I thought she had enough recovery to call the family. Morning changed to noon, and nothing. By two, I received a call from my sister. There, I got the news. She was devastated, and I wept with her. At times like this, I wish I could smoke."

"Yes, I know." Reginald rubbed his eye from a tear when he saw his wife barging into the office. She looked anxious when she saw Ms. Roberts. With her was a bag with a familiar logo. Reginald made a goofy chuckle and turned to the man. "Please excuse me for one minute."

"Yeah, I understand." Donald looked over at Meagan and waved to her. "Hi, Meagan! Long time, no see!"

"Donald! It's so good to see you! I'll talk to you later after I have a private word with my hubby." After her comment, the blushing woman took Reginald to his personal library. Donald stared at the door, wondering why she led her hubby there. He sighed and looked at the papers when Anna came in with a laptop. She shushed him and gave him her laptop.

"You might like what you see." Anna grins and gave him a wink, going back to her desk. Donald shrugged about Anna's little gift until he found what was in there. On the screen, he found Meagan on her knees. She her little red head bobbed back and forth in front of Reginald. Her hubby clutched the bookshelf with a wooden spoon in his mouth. He gasped and moaned his wife's name, trembling over her. With a spoon in his mouth, it was more of a muffled moan.