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Subject: {ASSM} A "Farrell" Story (Late For Dinner) Chapter 86: Then Go Home Them (S and M Family Fun, Cultural Exchanges)
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Your comments, criticisms, and evil/sexy/comical plot ideas are always
welcome. Many of Kathy's adventures are loosely based on reader's
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WARNING! This story is for adults only and contains Strong Sexual
Content and Convoluted Attempts at Humor. It is intended as satirical
fiction for ADULTS only. The author does not in any way condone or
encourage similar behavior even if it was legal or physically possible.
If you are under or over the age of 21 or reside in a state (or
alt.state) that prohibits such behavior, stop reading this right now. I
mean it!!!!!!
Remember: DON'T DO THIS STUFF!!!!!
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Copyright 1998-2000
M Quayle (a pseudonym)
Chapter 86: Then Go Home Then
Kathy sat in the corner of the other her's room. She wrapped her arms
around her ankles and rested her chin on her knees. One eye on the
mirror, the other fixed on the girl who glared at her fearfully from on
top of bed.
Finally, Kathy couldn't take it any more. "Look," she pleaded, "I don't
mean to be rude, but you've got to help me. I'm stuck here and I'm
scared."
"Why should I help you?" The girl was so angry. "I was a virgin until
you, you, you," she started crying again, "ruined my life."
Kathy didn't understand how she'd done that, but thought it was best to
apologize. "I'm sorry," she said in all sincerity, "I thought I was
just playing with my brother. We...."
"That's so sick! With your brother?"
"I know he's kinda gross, but he's family." Kathy shrugged. "What are
you going to do?"
"Not hop on their 'thingies' or let them shoot their, their stuff all
over your face, that's for sure!" The girl sounded so superior.
"I see," Kathy said even though she didn't. "Does that mean," she asked
hesitantly, "that you don't, uh, 'do it' with your, uh, daddy, either?"
"No! That would be sick!"
"Oh, I see." Now Kathy understood why the man she thought was Daddy was
so surprised when she delighted him in the living room.
"So, uh, what do you do for fun, then?"
"Fun!?!" The girl looked at Kathy like she was a germ or something.
"That's not fun! That's just for making babies when you're married."
"No it's not" Kathy couldn't believe how misinformed her look-alike
was. "If you want a baby you hire a surrogate who carries your
fertilized egg. I should know," she said proudly, "I'm a Sex-Ed major."
"They teach you THAT at your school? That's disgusting." The girl made
a yucky face. "I bet it's a," she spat, "public school, isn't it?"
"Well yeah, it's open to the public except during classes when we have
assigned sex partners."
"What!?!"
"Yeah, then visitors are only allowed to watch."
The girl began to shake again. Kathy prepared herself for the "Mommy!"
she knew was coming.
"Look I didn't mean to upset you," she pleaded. "I just want to go
home."
"Then GO home then!" The girl shouted, pointing at the door. "What's
stopping you?"
"But the only way is through your mirror," Kathy sobbed. "Why don't
you understand?"
The front door opened and closed. The happy voices sounded just like
Kathy's family. Mommy and Daddy talked pleasantly in the living room.
Becky and Kim giggled as they ran -- boom boom boom -- up the stairs.
Billy mumbled something as he shuffled -- trudge trudge trudge -- behind
them.
"Hey!" The bedroom door flew open. It was Becky. "What's going...?"
The freckle faced redhead's eyes raced from her sister on the bed to
Kathy in the corner and back again. Then she screamed. "Mommy, there's
two Kathys in here and one of them's naked!"
Kathy began to protest that she wasn't naked but thought better of it.
Instead, she buried her face in her knees and braced for the scene she
knew was coming next.
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