This is a fictional account.
Monday started as any school day with Janie, Suzie and Curt riding to school in the Ford Torino. They had talked on the ride to school about the prom this coming weekend. They also talked about how they could stop any word of Mary's rape from leaking out.
As they got to school and proceeded through their day, it was all over the school about Kevin's arrest and the potential rape charges against him and his brother. Several of the frat brothers were also being investigated. The rumors were flying that Kathy Walker was the other girl raped at the party and the one discovered by the police. She had been drugged too just like Mary. She was not in school that day. Several of her friends said she was very upset and embarrassed.
Suzie had run into Scott and Peggy. They had pledged to Curt already they would not say a word about Mary to anyone. Scott told Suzie he heard rumors the police wanted to speak with anyone at the party. They might all be called to give a statement. That thought frightened Suzie as she proceeded through the day.
Drama Club after school was taxing and she thought it showed that she had not studied her lines much. She would have to work harder if she was going to make this play a success. When she met Curt in the parking lot afterwards, she was nervous about the police.
"What if they call us all down to the police station?" Suzie blurted out. "Someone is bound to mention they saw Janie, Mary or me there."
"Maybe," Curt said, "But we cannot worry about what might be. We just need to stay as low key as we can and stay calm."
"Oh, my heart goes out to that poor Kathy Walker. We may never see her in school again, they say," Suzie stated.
"Yeah, that's a shame," Curt said. "I had Kathy in one of my classes. She was nice."
"Do you think it's bad I called the police?" Suzie asked. "If I hadn't called them she might not have been caught."
"Well, neither would Kevin and his brother Keith and they deserve to be caught for Mary's sake. And besides, you don't know what other bad things might have happened to Kathy Walker if you hadn't called," Curt said.
"I suppose you're right," Suzie said.
"I ran into Janie during school and she had told Tim to be silent. She also saw Cal and Gail and they agreed to be quiet too," Curt said.
They had pulled up in front of her house.
"Run and change for our work out. I want to get done so I can show you those presents," Curt said with a smile.
"Oh, I nearly forgot about that. What are they?" she asked with a pout.
"You'll just have to wait and see," he said.
"Oh, boo," she said, as she ran from the car to change.
They put in a good workout at the junior high track. Suzie was even able to run a mile without stopping this time. When they piled back into the car, Curt asked if she wanted to go home and change first or go right to the cabana. They could shower there and then open her presents. She was dying to know what these presents were and choose going right to the cabana.
After they were safely locked in the cabana, they stripped and got in the shower together. They soaped each other so the shower took a little longer than it might otherwise have. Curt had to nearly pry Suzie's hands away from Cyclops so they could exit the shower and dry off. He was nearly as bad as her though because he loved the feel of her breasts when they were all soapy. It was hard for him to tear his hands away from them too.
They wrapped dry towels around themselves and Suzie sat on the couch as Curt went to get her presents. Suzie was so excited. She never had a present before from a lover and was very curious what he had gotten her. Maybe a negligee, she thought, or some jewelry. She was a little surprised when Curt returned from the bedroom with just a small paper bag.
"What do you have in there?" she asked.
Curt sat down next to her and smiled as he reached into the bag. He pulled out a small elongated plastic thing with a flat end.
"What is that?" Suzie asked.
"It's called a butt plug," Curt said.
"A what?" Suzie asked.
"A butt plug. For putting in your butt," Curt said.
"Where'd you get that?" Suzie questioned. "When I was driving to Rutgers Saturday, I passed by an adult book store on route 1. I decided to go in and see if I could find anything interesting," he said.
"What is a butt plug for?" Suzie asked.
"Well, it's normally used to stimulate a person or prepare the ass for anal sex," Curt said.
"My God, you want to stick that thing in my ass," Suzie said shocked.
"Well, remember how you liked my finger in there. I thought you might find it fun and exciting," Curt said. "You did say you liked my finger in your ass, right?"
"I guess so," Suzie remembered. "But I'm not so sure about that hard plastic thing. What else is in the bag or was that it?"
"No, I have a couple more things," he said as he produced then.
Curt was not so sure now if Suzie liked her presents. Maybe he had made a mistake thinking she would find them exciting. There were two more objects. One was a large purple rubber-looking penis with balls that looked to be about the size of Curt's dick.
The second was a long straight plastic device that also somewhat resembled a penis. Curt explained the first as a dildo and the second as a vibrator. He switched on the vibrator and handed it to Suzie. Suzie took it and felt it vibrating in her hands. Suzie, of course, knew about vibrators though she had never owned one herself. Several of the girls at school had them and swore they were great.
"This I can use," Suzie said, holding the vibrator. "For those times when you're not around. I can't even imagine what you think I'm going to do with this funny looking thing," she said, picking up the dildo. "Even reminds me a bit of Cyclops, though not nearly as cute. But this other thing is kind of weird," she commented as she again examined the butt plug.
"Maybe if I showed you how it works you'd like it as much as the others," Curt mentioned. "You game?"
"I guess so but you're not going to hurt me, are you?" she asked.
"I don't plan on it," Curt said. "In fact, I hope it gives you pleasure."
"Have you ever used one before?" she asked, still concerned.
