Chapter 06: The Problem
"Well," said Mandy, "what did you think of his cock?"
She and Nancy and Lill dissolved into silent hysteria.
"Yes," said Mrs Price, "that was a... surprise. Do you think he doesn't know?"
More giggles.
"Hey," I said, "this isn't a laughing matter. We've got a problem..."
"...Houston..." interjected Nancy. The giggles surged.
"OK, Kyle," said Mrs Price, "what are we going to do about it?"
"Well, look," I said, "just from a graphic point of view, that shot where you're like kind of squatting over him just isn't going to work. I need to be able to see daylight between your bodies and have this glistening column connecting you... and there's no way. If you lift enough for me to see daylight he's just going to fall out."
"So do we get someone else?"
"So the whole school gets to know Paul was dropped from his own porn flick because his dick wasn't big enough?" Mandy had obviously seen this coming.
"Well," I said, "in some ways it's the obvious thing to do, but who's going to tell him?"
There was a silence.
Mrs Price broke it. "More to the point, who would you ask as a stand-in?"
Mandy said "it's who would you trust as a stand-in?"
"Well," said Lill fiercely, "not many of them could be as untrustworthy as Paul."
"Yes, but Paul can't say anything even if we do drop him, because we'd just have to release a clip... you know, most guys our age are no better."
"Kyle is!" said Nancy, kind of protectively.
"Yes," said Mrs Price, "I think he is. But he's doing the camera..."
Lill and I both spoke at once.
Lill said "I could do the camera."
I said "Look, someone still has to tell Paul, and he will be real sore. Is there anything else we can do with, like, prosthetics?"
Mandy said, "like you're going to tell him his dick's too small and he has to wear a false one?"
I said "I will if I have to. Lill, could we do it?"
Lill said she'd try to think up a way, and that's where we left it.
School life had settled into a different routine, but it was still a routine. Paul didn't hang out in the news office much any more, although he was still officially editor. Instead, Nancy and Mandy hung out in there with Lill and me, and even joined in some of the paper work, writing and laying out. Lill and I also, somehow, got accepted a bit into the Bibbie crowd and were more sort of popular than either of us had ever been before. There was a sort of 'any friend of Nancy's is OK' thing going on which was kind of nice. School was changing, too. Classes had really stopped being meaningful as we got closer to the exams, and mostly we were just revising in the library and the common room and stuff.
Work on the official movie went ahead as well. Someone's father owned the Prospect Hill woods, and we got permission to film there and adapt the barn, and cut down the two trees we needed. On Thursday afternoon we all went up in school time and measured up the stalls, and made drawings for the extension upwards of the walls to make them more cell like. We scouted out a location for the ambush scene, and marked the two trees that would have to come down for the ambush. We workshopped through that scene and a bit of the jailbreak scene, and everyone felt quite up about it.
And that rolled us round to Saturday, and the plotters' meeting in the barn. The cells had been extended upwards with canvas artistically painted so that it reasonably matched the planking. A lock had been put on the door, but that was, in fact, a good thing, since Mrs Price had the key. We had some of the props, now, too. We'd managed to work a bowdlerised version of the torture chamber scene into the official script, so we had stocks and a whip (which pleased Lill greatly). We had the first of the witch masks. We had a number of witches outer robes (black sackcloth and canvas, very grungy) and we had the one special set of witches under-robes, in chiffon and lace and silk, which Lill had made specially at home because they weren't needed in the official script. We also had a prop dick (actually a monumental but very lifelike vibrator that Mrs Price had brought along) for the hole in the wall.
Mrs Price took Paul out, officially as lookout but I assumed to talk to him about the prosthetic. Lill got us started on the torture scene. She started it off by saying she wanted someone to volunteer to get one "like properly hard" blow with the whip on their ass so that she could get to see what a weal actually looked like so she could work out how to do them in makeup. I volunteered but Mandy (who was going to be the witch who'd been supposed to be guarding the cells and was getting punished for having failed to prevent the incest) said no, what was needed was to see what it looked like on her skin so she'd better do it, and said Nancy had better do the whip because all the rest of us would hold back and this wouldn't work unless it really hurt. I said, OK, if we're actually going to do just one for real could we get the tape recorder set up so we get the sound? So Lill and I set up microphones and stuff and then Lill set up a camera so we could see how the weal came up and Mandy skinned off without any fuss and went and leant on the stocks. Lill wanted to lock her in but Mandy wasn't having that for the real one.
Then Mandy said OK, and I said hang on, since we're doing the sound could she try to yell in character, and Mandy said how the fuck did she do that, and Nancy said OK let's do it.
"OK," I said. "Camera, sound, action."
Whizzzz... CRACK!
Nancy wasn't messing when she said she'd do it properly, and Mandy, rather than yelping or screaming or cursing as I'd kind of expected did this series of huge gasps that sort of died away into rapid panting. I put my finger to my lips and tried to keep everyone quiet as Mandy's breathing came gradually back to normal. After a couple of moments I said was she OK quietly and she sort of nodded and Nancy and Lill sort of gathered round keeping out of the way of the camera and touched and felt the swollen pink line that was lifting up out of the gorgeous soft sort of buttery skin of Mandy's backside.
After a bit I said "OK?" and Nancy and Lill said OK and Nancy put some salve on Mandy's ass and Mandy stood up and we stopped the camera and the tape recorder and all gathered round.
"OK, wow," I said. "I thought that was just so powerful..."
