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Subject: {ASSM} Claudette of the North by Katie McN  (ff, Gangbang, Parody, rev)
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Claudette of the North

By Katie McN  <katie_mcn@earthlink.net>


Hi, I'm Katie Richardson, and do I have a problem!

Even though I'm only 14 years old, my parents think I'm just too
worldly.  I could say I'm shocked, but really, they don't know the half
of it.  Ha, ha, ha!  

It started about three months ago when my daddy said he was going to
invite the daughter of one of his business associates to stay for the
summer.  

You can bet I got suspicious right away.  I sure did.  

Daddy told me her name was Claudette.  Yep, Claudette du Nord.  

She lives with her family in some dinky little town in Canada called
Foleyet.  Can you believe there are only two hundred people in the whole
place?  Damn, we have that many ranch hands working out on our West
Texas spread north of Stanton.  I can't imagine why anyone would want to
live in a place called Foleyet.  

Well, it was pretty obvious to me that the parental units were playing
another one of their silly little games.  I've had to put up with my
parents all my life and I wished I could figure a way to end their crap
once and for all.  

I knew what they had in mind all right and it was the same old shit.
Yep, they wanted me to associate with the *right* kind of girl, and
figured a role model was all it would take to get me to change my ways.

Can you imagine them thinking some Mother Fucking Saint Theresa type
could set me straight?  No fucking way!  

---

Daddy told me to meet his Canuck friend at the Airport.  He said she was
coming in at Dallas-Fort Worth on Thursday around noon time on American
Airlines.  

Shit, it's an 8 hour drive from Big Spring to DFW over some of the most
boring roads in the world!  

It would have been nice if she landed at Midland which is only a few
miles away from Big Spring, but no.  I had to get up in the middle of
the fucking night and pick her up in Dallas.  

It really sucks, let me tell you.  

Normally I'd come up with a cool reason why I couldn't waste my time
running errands for my parents.  I know how to play the part of the
beautiful, spoiled, rich child - to the max!  

Something told me I better get involved right away on this one.  I can't
have some foreign babe running loose all summer and messing with my fun.

I thought that maybe I could derail my parents' plans before the train
left the station and ran me over.  I've been able to wipe 'em out in the
past, and I was sure as shit gonna try to get 'em 
again.  

---

I asked Mike, our chauffeur, to give me a lift to DFW.  

He's a cool guy and, wow, has he been around.  Heard he starred in a
porno movie a few years back with all kinds of big name stars.  Can you
fucking believe it?  

Anyhow, Mike said he would be willing to drive me as long as we stopped
off at a couple of bars along the way.  

Hell yes, and off we went.  

Usually, a studly guy like Mike is just what this girl needs to spice up
a long trip.  Kind of cute in a rugged, pervert sort of way, if you know
what I mean.  

Must say, fooling around with that big boy did cross my mind once or
twice, but I just couldn't fit him this trip.  

No, not today.  

I've got to come up with a killer plan to turn the tables on my parents
and can't have any dalliances screwing up my thinking.  Work comes
before pleasure, at least this time.  

Pretty sure I'll come up with a plan to destroy this girl and I know
I'll have a lot of fun doing it.  

Ain't no way my folks can mess with me and get away with it.  

That's for damn sure!  

---

Well, we finally arrived at DFW and parked the limo.  Just hate this
fucking airport!  

Who was the wise ass that figured people would want to ride around for
hours in these dumb little tram cars.  Asshole should've put the parking
lot way closer to where the planes land.  

Seemed like it took us hours to get to the American Airlines gate.  Oh
well, we finally made it so...  

"Let the games begin." 

---

"Wow, look at all the people standing around with nothing better to do
than meet people from Canada." 

Mike and I were jammed in a crowd of really weird folks who were waiting
to meet the plane.  "How many people live in Canada, anyway?" 

Mike and I were trying to watch the passengers as they got off the
plane.  We didn't know what she looked like and thought we might have
trouble finding her in this big old crowd.  

Shouldn't of fucking worried about it...Nope.  

It was pretty damn easy figuring out which one of the passengers was the
chick from Canada.  Shit.  

Just so you know, it was a typical Texas summer day.  It was about 105
in the shade except there wasn't any shade to speak of at high noon.  

The damn heat is so bad here in Texas, a person would just pass out in
the street if she stayed in the sun too long.  Everyone was wearing
shorts or something cool like the mini skirt I had on.  Wasn't wearing
any panties so I was extra comfortable, if you know what I mean.  

I was watching everybody get off the plane when along came this girl
carrying a brown bag full of sausages and other crap.  She had a great
big old camera wrapped around her neck like she's trying to win a prize
for photography or something.  Holy shit!  She was carrying some kind of
weird Eskimo doll under her arm, too.  

Well fuck me.  The girl looked just like the "Ugly Canadian", that's for
damn sure.  

Hey, don't start laughing just yet, partner.  No, no.  I haven't told
you the worst part.  Not by a long shot.  

Must say, she was dressed just a *little* different from the folks
around here.  

First thing you'd notice was the wool skirt that hung on her just like
an old potato sack.  Couldn't believe the damn thing was almost dragging
the ground.  My, my.  Never saw that exact color of drab gray before.  

She was also wearing a black, bulky knit sweater.  Yep, bulky fucking
knit sweater.  Yah, and it was buttoned up all the way from her waist to
her chin.  

There was a great big old crucifix hanging around her neck on some sort
of chain.  Well, I guess it did sort of fit in with everything else she
was wearing.  

"Is that a Bible in her hand?" Oh, shit, a prude and a religious
fanatic.  

Never saw anything like her, before or since.  

As you might guess, most of the people waiting at the gate were kind of
looking at her dumbstruck.  Wow.  

Yes sir, Claudette must be a real modest little girl, close as I can
tell!  

And, just in case there was a chance someone could see any part of her
goods through all those clothes, she was also wearing a shawl and some
sort of fur hat.  

Holy shit!  

---

For some stupid reason, she was surprised when I walked right up to her
and said, "Hi Claudette.  How you doing girl?" 

She just sort of looked at me like maybe no one ever talked to her
before.  Wow.  It was real hard to believe we were the exact same age.  

I could see right away why my parents figured they had a winner in this
girl.  She was going to ruin my whole fucking summer vacation if I
didn't do something real fast.  

Why, the girl probably spends half her life on her knees praying, while
I spend half my life on my knees...well, I really don't have time to go
into that just now.  

I decided right then and there just what I needed to do.  You know me, I
just couldn't let my parents get the best of me.  And of course, you
know they won't.  

Think I'll let Claudette tell you the rest.  

---

I'm Claudette du Nord and I am so happy to be visiting America.  What a
wonderful place!  

The trip to Dallas, Texas, USA was my very first flight on an airplane.
To tell you the truth, I never traveled more than 100 miles from home in
Canada in my whole life and certainly never thought I'd get a chance to
visit America.  I was so happy when Mr. Richardson invited me to visit
his family in Texas.

My mother and I made several trips to the big city to purchase a
complete new wardrobe for my trip.  I wanted so much to look just like
an American and tried to pick out clothes to fit my image of you
wonderful people.  

Oh, yes, the big city I referred to is Timmins, Ontario, of course.  You
must have heard of Timmins.  It's way up north in Ontario, and literally
thousands of people live there.  

Timmins is just over 50 miles away from my home and it takes two days by
dog sled to get there from Foleyet.  It sure was worth it.  Just look at
all these wonderful new clothes!

As you may know, Timmins is the fashion capital of Ontario, at least for
French speaking people.  I'm such a lucky girl.  

---

Well, I guess I can't call Timmins a big city any more!  The whole trip
from Foleyet to Dallas was such a revelation!  

I just never realized what a real big city was until I flew over
Toronto, Chicago and now Dallas.  My goodness.  How can people live in
those places?  

---

I must say, I was certainly surprised when a girl walked right up to me
in the airport and said, 

"Hello, Claudette!" 

Amazing.  How did she know it was me?  

Oh, I recognized her all right.  It was Katie Richardson and she looked
just like the picture her father sent when he asked my folks if I could
stay with them for the summer.  

Well, maybe the clothes were a little different.  

Hmmm.  Katie certainly was not dressed like the girls back home.  That's
for sure.  

A very short red mini-skirt that revealed some extremely attractive
legs.  

Her legs looked even more interesting because of the 5 inch heels she
was wearing.  Why, I never saw a young girl wear such shoes.  Mon Dieu.

She was wearing a T-shirt that stopped about two inches above her belt.
It moved provocatively up and down over her very flat tummy as she
strolled through the airport.  It seemed that every one of her steps
revealed just a little more skin.  Why, every man in the place was
staring at her.  She sure was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.  

I guess I was staring, too.  

Her gorgeous blonde hair was silky and thick.  It was draped over her
shoulders in rippling waves that cried out to be touched.  

It was hard for me to know just how tall she was at first.  The high
heels added quite a bit to her height.  I finally guessed she was around
1.7 m in her bare feet.  

Her body was quite nice to look at, too.  She was slender and couldn't
weigh more than 53 kg at the very most.  

<Translator's Note: Katie would be 5' 7" and 117 lbs. which, of course,
is the average height and weight for all adult women in Texas>

Her well rounded breasts and butt looked sooo "adult" on her rangy
frame.  I never saw such an incredible body on a girl her age and can't
really remember seeing any woman looking that good.  

I was so shocked when I noticed she was not wearing a bra!  Her boobs
bounced and jiggled under her loose T-shirt in a very provocative way as
she walked toward me.  

Everyone was watching her and no wonder.  

At the time, I thought she had to be very embarrassed by this faux pas.
Later, though, I found out the truth.  

Her body was so easy to observe in her skimpy little outfit.  She
certainly was so nice to look at, even if she was wearing vulgar
clothes.  

I knew she was my age, but she seemed so much older from the neck down.

She seemed so self assured and confident.  I wished I could be just like
her.  Maybe I will be some day.  

Her face was simply angelic.  

A bright red color made her lips stand out just so.  I had never seen
such a perfectly shaped nose, and her large brown eyes looked so
amazing, set off by her long blonde hair.  

I never saw such a beautiful girl.  

---

"Okay, Claudie, just give Mike your ticket and all this other stuff.
He'll take care of your luggage and get all your crap out to the limo." 

Her voice.  Deep and throaty.  Why, she seemed so much older when she
talked.  Her language was a little coarse, but this was Texas after all.

A limo!  I couldn't believe it.  There are so few cars where I live that
I hardly ever get a chance to ride anyplace.  I just knew we would have
so much fun together.  

As we walked to the airport tram, Katie told me that it would take 8
hours to get to her home in Big Spring, Texas.  Oh how wonderful, I will
learn so much about America as we drive through the beautiful and
exciting countryside.  

I live for this sort of thing!  

She told me we would stay overnight at the Adolphus Hotel in downtown
Dallas because she didn't want to travel late at night.  I like her
cautious attitude and knew right away that she and I would get along so
well.  

She told me her daddy owned the hotel so we would be staying for free.
I so appreciate economical people and was very impressed at her
thriftiness.  

But, best of all, we could go shopping right now, in Dallas!  

She told me not to worry about spending money because she had her
Neiman-Marcus Gold Card and it was just like getting everything for
free.  All the bills went to her father's accountant and he
automatically paid everything without a question.  

Katie thought I needed a few little things to flesh out my wardrobe.
Or, so she said.  

I didn't really *need* anything, but thought it would be so wonderful to
have a few American clothes to show all my girl friends back in Foleyet.
They wouild be so jealous!  

Mike dropped us off at the big department store on his way to check us
in at the hotel.  I felt so very important being helped out of the limo
by a driver in uniform.  

Katie and I were laughing and giggling and just couldn't wait to go
shopping.  

Neiman-Marcus is without a doubt the most wonderful store I've ever
seen.  

You can find just anything you want there.  The selection is so
fabulous.  

Katie said she would help me get the clothes I needed.  I wondered what
she meant, but kept my mouth shut because I didn't want to look silly.  

The women's department is right there on the ground floor.  We didn't
really look at anything before she dragged me into the changing room
where she looked at my clothes and said, "Claudette, I hope you noticed
how hot it is outside.  The weather is going to be like this all summer
long, and, while your outfits are quite cute, they just won't do here in
Texas.  Not in this summer heat." 

I could see that.  The heat was oppressive and perhaps a little more
informal attire would be all right under the circumstances.  

First, she had me take off my fur hat and shawl.  

She said that my sweater would have to go, too.  

I got quite embarrassed when she told me to take off my wool skirt.  She
just shook her head and said, "We're girls, Claudie.  What's wrong with
you?" 

She was right, so I decided it would be okay to remove it.  

She just wouldn't stop!  

I had to take off my blouse, slip, petticoats, long underwear, wool
stockings and almost everything else that I was wearing.  

I was standing there in nothing but my white cotton bra and matching
panties!  

She looked at me and told me that I was wearing the ugliest underwear
she ever saw.  Next thing I knew, she had me take them off, too.  

I was completely naked!  I couldn't believe it!!  

She grabbed all my clothes and started to leave.  On the way out of the
room she looked back and said she was going to burn this crap and get me
some real duds to wear.  

I was so shocked!  

Oh my god!  I was in Texas for less than two hours and there I was
standing totally naked in a strange little room.  All my clothes were
gone, and what was I going to do?  

The changing room had mirrors on three of the walls so people could get
a good look at what they were trying on.  I couldn't help but notice my
body in those mirrors.  

My goodness!  It seemed to be almost as nice as Katie's.  

I normally wear so many clothes that I don't ever get a chance to see
what I look like and I certainly don't spend all my time looking in
mirrors.  

I didn't have anything else to do so I had to look at the three
Claudettes looking back at me.  Kind of interesting in a carnal sort of
way.  

I'm about the same height and weight as Katie R.  

My boobs are a real embarrassment.  

They are getting so large and stick out so much, I just don't know what
to do.  I can't seem to hide them anymore no matter what kind of clothes
I buy.  And it's so difficult finding bras with cups big enough for my
boobs.  Why, maybe that's why Katie doesn't wear a bra?  

My body is slender with nice muscle tone.  I have very long brown hair
with red highlights that stand out in sunlight.  

I *never* wear anything revealing in the sun, so my skin is very smooth
and white.  I like to slide my hand over my skin sometimes when I'm in
bed at night because it feels just like silk.  

I secretly like how I look, but it is sinful to lust after my own body
so I try real hard to ignore these thoughts, as much as I can.  

---

I stood naked in the changing room for a real long nervous time.  

Suddenly, the door exploded open and in came Katie with a pile of
clothes.  

OH NO!  She left the door open!!  

A whole lot of people were looking in, but she didn't seem to notice.  

I tried to cover up and couldn't quite get to the door with Katie in the
way.  I was so embarrassed and didn't know what to do next.  

Finally, I managed to close the door.  Thank goodness.  

Oh, I'll never forget the crowd of people standing outside the door,
looking at me and saying all those things.  Ohh my.  

Katie held up something for me to look at.  I'd never seen anything like
it, and when I asked her what it was, she told me it was a garter belt.
She said all the women around here wore them to keep their stockings up.

Hmmm.  

An interesting concept, but not very practical as close as I could tell.

The little red item didn't look too sturdy at all.  Almost looked like
it would rip right off if it got snagged on a tree or something.  Well,
I really did want to fit in so I decided I should dress like a typical
American girl.  

She showed my how to put the garter belt on, and then handed me a pair
of black stockings to put on next.  

The stockings had seams going all the way up the back.  She said that I
had to get the seams perfectly straight or I would look so tacky.  I
didn't know what that meant, but thought it must be important so I paid
close attention.  

Well, I tried and tried, but couldn't get the seams to line up the way
she wanted.  Good thing for me that Katie was willing to help me out.  

She smoothed out the wrinkles and brushed the stockings around until
they were just right.  

It took her quite awhile to get things the way she wanted.  I could tell
she was a perfectionist, just like me.  

When her hands rubbed on my legs, they started an interesting feeling in
my tummy which got even more intense when she moved her hands up and
down the inside of my legs above the tops of my stockings.  It was
really intense when her hands moved slowly up my inner thighs and almost
touched my private area.  

I never had feelings like that before and just didn't know what to make
of it.  

Ummm.  

I really do like feeling this way for some reason.  

Next, she showed me how to attach the stockings to the garter belt.  I
should really say she attached them.  Katie worked so hard to get
everything just right.  

Pulling, smoothing, pushing, rubbing.  

Ohh, what's happening to me.  

Oooo.  She accidentally touched me *down there*.  She didn't seem to
notice, so I didn't say anything.  

Oo, she did it again.  Again.  Oooo.  What's happening between my legs.
Such an amazing feeling.  

Glad she didn't notice, I don't want to embarrass her.  

Once I had the stockings on, she gave me something she called a thong.
It was red and matched the color of the garter belt.  

It was soooo small!  

I put it on and my butt was hanging out all exposed.  Katie didn't seem
to notice so I guessed it was okay.  Hmmm.  American girls dress so
differently from us.  

Next, she gave me a matching red bra to wear.  

It was just a little snug and so it pushed my boobies up and out in a
suggestive way.  

My goodness.  

I told her that it was too just too small and didn't think I should wear
something so provocative.  

She just said all the girls were wearing their bras this way and I'd
just have to get used to it.  

Well, it was not very me, that's sure, but I went along with her because
I didn't want to make a scene.  

After I put on the sexy bra, she had me put on a black leather skirt and
see through white blouse.  

My, my.  

I told her I couldn't wear a blouse that let everyone see my underwear,
specially when I was wearing a bright red bra underneath the blouse.  It
was disgraceful!  

"Look a here Claudie.  You can hardly see your nipples through that bra.
And, besides, people would have to be real rude to look at you that
close.  I just don't understand your attitude, girl, when you look so
nice in these new clothes." 

I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I just shut up.  

She gave me a pair of shoes to put on after that.  The heels were very,
very high, but not quite as narrow as hers.  Thank goodness for that.  

I tried real hard to walk, but it wasn't easy at first.  

Practiced for a little bit and started to get better walking around.
After awhile, I was able to walk okay, I guess.  Seemed real funny,
though.  

"Baby, you are so beautiful!  Just look at yourself.  Styling at
Neiman-Marcus.  Who would have thought." 

Her enthusiasm got the best of me so I decided to wear the outfit.  Now
that I think of it, I didn't have much of a choice since my other
clothes were gone.  Guess she did burn them or something.  

"Now, I just knew that these clothes would fit you perfectly and so I
ordered bunches more.  Everything is being sent to the hotel.  Mike
knows just what to do and will take care of putting everything away for
you." 

She looked at me in that strange way of hers.  It made me real nervous.

"Claudie, you look real peaked, darlin.  Need to give you just a little
bit of color, girl." 

Don't know how she was able to put so much makeup in her purse.  Before
you could say Oh Canada!, she painted my face just like hers.  

Kind of interesting, but very strange for me.  

I never wore lipstick or any other sort of makeup before that day.  Why,
I looked like some sort of fashion model.  How amazing!  

When she finished with my makeup, she jumped up and said, "Now it's time
for us to play, baby!" 

I was so very excited, and I couldn't wait to see what was going to
happen next.  I just knew it would be so wonderful.  

We caught a cab outside the store and drove to a place she knew.  

I thought I heard her wrong when she said we were going to a "tittie"
bar.  Was I surprised when the cab pulled up in front of this horrible
place.  

Well, I didn't really want to go in, but couldn't very well stay outside
either.  So, I went along with her thinking she must know what she is
doing.  

What a scary place!  As soon as we walked in the door, a large gentleman
stopped us and said, "You babes got any ID." 

Well, I knew that we would be quickly thrown out being that we were both
14 and all.  Thank goodness, and what a relief.  

I guess I underestimated Katie, though.  She looked right at the big
guy, gave him a great big smile and said, 

"Damn straight partner, here's our ID!" 

She handed him a large denomination bill and another great big smile.
Well, it was American money so it was worth something, and so, instead
of just throwing us out, he just grinned and said, 

"Right this way ladies!  Any seating preference?" 

"Hell, yes!  Right down front big boy.  We want to see them titties
fly." 

I was shocked!  

I'd never heard anyone talk like that before.  Certainly, not a 14 year
old girl.  Well, I'd never been in a place like this before either.
America is a very interesting place.  

In no time at all, we were seated down front, right next to the stage.  

Just as soon as we sat down, an attractive young woman came up to our
table and said, "Six drink minimum, ladies." 

Where were her clothes?  

Couldn't believe she didn't realize she had almost nothing covering her
body.  My goodness, I could almost see *everything*.  

Katie told me that we had to drink a certain amount since it was house
rules or something like that.  Of course, we had to go along just to be
nice.  It's the Canadian way.  Club rules and all.  

Katie ordered three double shots of tequila and three Lone Stars for
both of us.  

"No use trying to keep track, girl.  Let's just order up now and get it
over with right away." 

Well, it seemed like a good idea to me, at the time.  

She told me to drink the double shot of tequila in one gulp.  I did what
she said, but it sure burned my throat going down.  Yeeeps.  

Katie said I was doing it all wrong, and it was easy to tell she was
right from the fire in my throat.  

"Rub this lime on the back of your cute little hand, Claudie.  Okay, now
shake a little of this salt on your hand, too.  Good now, lick the back
of your hand and pound down another double shot, girl." 

She was right.  

The shot of tequila didn't burn as much the second time.  Why, it was
kind of tasty, in fact.  

She encouraged me to try another shot since I was starting to get the
hang of it.  Well, it did seem like a good idea at the time.  

Next shot went down *real* smooth, I must say.  

Katie really wanted me to learn this new American custom so she gave me
all of her shots to drink for practice.  It sure was fun learning
something new and so American.  

I started feeling dizzy after awhile and thought I might get sick.
Shouldn't have worried.  Katie told me the funny feelings were from
wearing all those wool clothes in this hot weather.  

Yes, yes that seemed right, and it sure was a good thing she got me
these new Texas clothes.  I was feeling real aired out and comfortable.

She told me to drink a beer to clear my head.  

Somehow a beer did seem like a good idea.  I drank one down real fast
because it tasted so cool and good.  Finished the second one real fast,
too, and then sipped on the third one.  Didn't want to overdo it, that
was for sure.  

About that time, a real nice looking girl came out on the stage.  

Oh dear, couldn't believe how big her boobs were.  

She didn't seem embarrassed by them or anything.  Very brave of her.  

She started dancing on the stage all by herself.  How nice.  She was
dancing by herself just like we do at home.  

I'm not allowed to dance with boys back home in Foleyet, so I learned to
dance watching myself in my bedroom mirror, just like the girl is doing.
Well, not *just* like the girl is doing, I guess.  

The dancer started out wearing underwear of some sort.  She didn't have
it on for long, though.  

She took off her clothes real slow, one item at a time.  She was dancing
all around the stage, talking to the guys sitting in the front row and
just having a good time while she took off her clothes in time to the
music.  

I couldn't believe it when she ended up wearing absolutely nothing, but
her high, high heels.  She just really couldn't know all these people!  

I was so shocked until Katie explained it to me.  

Katie pointed out that all museums and art books had nude studies, and
this was really the same thing.  

Instead of picture art, the nude dancer was performance art.  At the
time, she seemed to make a lot of sense.  I was still real dizzy from
the heat, so maybe I wasn't thinking too straight.  

Apparently, the patrons of this establishment liked art.  

They were screaming and yelling and gave the girl money and everything.
I thought it was quite nice that they stuck all those bills into her
garter belt and stockings so she wouldn't lose them.  

I told Katie how all the girls in Canada have to dance by themselves
because no one is allowed to dance with a person of the opposite sex.
Some sort of law, I guessed.  

She looked at me said, "Why not dance by yourself right now?" 

Well, I just couldn't dance in front of all these strange people.  Why,
it just wouldn't be right.  

Really don't know how it happened, but I somehow ended up on the stage.
Katie was pushing, the nude girl was pulling and I was just moving
along.  Seemed as though things were a little blurry right about then.  

I perked right up and was so excited when I heard "Taking Care of
Business" by Bachman Turner Overdrive blast out of the speakers.  This
song is considered to be the height of culture in Canada.  I felt it was
so marvelous dancing to such a patriotic piece of music.  

When I looked back at our table, I saw Katie standing up on a chair and
hollering out something to me.  I listened more closely and heard her
scream, "Show some legs, Claudie!" 

The skirt I was wearing was so short I felt I was already showing a
*lot* of leg.  

But, I guessed I wasn't doing things right, and figured I'd better get
with it or everyone would think I was a foreigner.  

Well, I thought it wouldn't hurt to pull my skirt up just a little bit
in the back.  

I guessed right.  When I pulled my skirt up, the patrons all cheered and
hollered.  Why, I felt just like a star and guessed I was finally doing
things right.  

I have to admit, after I heard the roar of the crowd, I started showing
off a little bit.  Got carried away and pulled my skirt up a little bit
more.  Guess everyone liked watching me do it because the cheering got
louder as my skirt went higher.  Americans are so nice.  

It wasn't till I had a chance to look in the mirror next to the stage
that I realized my skirt was up to my waist in the back.  

I just blushed and turned so red.  

All the people in the place could see my butt wiggling around to the
sounds of BTO.  Mon Dieu!  

I looked over at Katie to see what I should do.  Figured she would tell
me to get off the stage and be very mad at me for being so darn
immodest.  

Guess I was wrong.  She was on the table now and hollering out that I
should take my skirt off.  

It didn't seem to make any sense but I did it anyhow.  Wasn't thinking
too straight for some reason.  

She yelled for me to take off my blouse next.  I really didn't mind
taking it off since it was transparent and people could already see
everything underneath it.  

I was having such a good time dancing around the stage when I suddenly
realized I was standing there in nothing but my bra, panties, garter
belt, seamed nylons and high heels.  

I couldn't believe I was so daring but somehow it didn't seem wrong
because I was having so much fun.  No, it just couldn't be wrong.  

I thought I was doing just fine, but I guess I wasn't daring enough for
Katie.  

I could hear her hollering out for me to take off my bra.  She was
saying something about art.  Well, the other girl did take her bra off,
so I somehow decided it would be okay being this was an artistic
interpretation and all.  Anyhow, I was in America so who would know?  

Katie got me to take my panties off, too.  I was afraid that I would
embarrass and offend everyone when I stripped off, but they all cheered
so I knew I did the right thing.  

I sure had a wonderful time dancing around the stage and all.  

When I did stop for a second near a man sitting right by the stage, he
slipped a bill into my garter belt.  

How very nice!  A reward for my dancing.  

I wondered if other people might just do the same thing and danced
closer to the edge of the stage.  Oh, how nice!  Quite a few other
people put bills in my garter belt and stockings.  Some of the guys had
little accidents and touched my private areas by mistake, but I was
making a fortune here, so I didn't really care.  

One man had a twenty dollar bill in his hand and waved it at me.  

He wouldn't put it in my garter belt or in my stockings like the other
guys did.  No.  He told me to get on my hands and knees and reach out
for it with my mouth.  Seemed quite silly, but why not?  Twenty dollars
is a lot of money where I come from.  

I tried and tried to bite that bill, but he just kept moving it around
so near and yet so far.  

I could feel my boobs bouncing all around while I tried to get the
money.  I thought it might be suggestive, but I really wanted the cash.
I hoped those people behind me weren't looking between my legs.  I just
knew they could see everything.  

I finally was able to bite on the bill and after I pulled on it for a
minute or so, he let me have it.  Hard work, but worth it.  

Another man rolled up a twenty and told me I could have it as long as I
didn't touch it with anything from the waist up.  

Huh?  Had to think that one through cause I wasn't going to leave any
cash on the table.  

Well, I guess you could say I really was kind of fresh!  

I grabbed on to my butt cheeks and spread 'em wide.  Then I squatted
down over the bill and tried to grab it with the crack of my butt.  

After a few tries, I was able to clamp the twenty with my butt cheeks.
Quick as I could, I stood up and danced away with that money.  Pretty
smart, huh?  

The boys in the audience loved my ingenuity, too.  

They all cheered and applauded as I tried to get the money.  I hoped
they weren't offended when I squatted down and spread my legs real wide.
I'm sure everyone knew this was the only way I could get the bucks and I
really hoped they tried real hard not to look between my legs.  

I was so lucky to be with such a polite group of guys.  Not a single one
complained about me exposing myself like that.  They just cheered me on
like good sports while I tried to trap that cash.  Wonder if Canadians
would be so nice in similar circumstances?  

A very nice man dressed in a silk suit rolled up a $100 bill and showed
it to me.  

He told me I could have it, but couldn't use my butt to get it.  He
thought he had me there, but I figured this one out, too.  

My plan to get the money was going to work, but it was so embarrassing I
had to dance around for a minute or two to work up my courage.  Well, a
hundred bucks is a lot of money, so I just had to do it.  

Normally, I simply *don't* touch myself between the legs, period.  In
this case, though, it seemed like the only way to get the hundred.  

First, I squatted down over the bill.  Next, I pulled myself apart "down
there" and tried to squat on the money the guy was holding in his hand.

How silly!  

I fell over with my legs flying up in the air!  

Must have been a real sight for the audience.  They didn't seem
embarrassed even though I just knew they saw everything I had between my
legs.  Well, they all cheered so I guess they didn't think it was so
bad.  

I just love Americans.  

The man kept moving his hand around and I kept squatting on it, but
finally after four or five more tries, I was finally able to pick up the
money using nothing but my nether lips.  

I felt kind of weird dancing away from the guy with his money in my
private parts.  Well, I did get a lot of support from the audience which
made up for my embarrassment, I guess.  

After about two hours or so, I just got so tired I had to stop dancing.
I really liked all the attention, but had to sit down and rest.  

No one in the audience seemed to mind that I was only wearing a garter
belt, stockings and heels when I plopped down next to Katie at our
table.  That was a good thing because I didn't have the energy to put on
my clothes.  

I drank a couple more beers because I was so hot and worn out after all
the dancing.  They really hit the spot.  

I didn't feel dizzy any more.  No, I just felt real happy to be having
so much fun with my new friend Katie.  

And, can you imagine my surprise, when I counted my money and found I
made $682.  People in Canada have to work a whole month in a lumber mill
to make that kind of money.  

America is such a great place.  

Katie looked around and said that we better leave.  She thought some of
the guys were starting to get a little "fresh".  

I was very surprised about that since they all had been so nice to me
earlier.  Maybe it was the alcohol.  Drink sometimes gets people to do
the strangest things.  

I'm sure glad that I never let demon rum get the best of me.  

I looked around for my clothes, but couldn't find them anywhere.  My new
clothes.  Oh, how terrible!  

Katie grabbed me and said we had to go, now.  She looked real nervous so
I knew we just had to get moving and out of that place.  

We ran for the door as fast as we could.  

Well, not really too fast because the high heels made it hard to move.
I seemed to be getting dizzy again, and that didn't help either.  

Sure glad she decided we should leave when we did.  The attitude of the
crowd really seemed to have changed for the worst.  

I couldn't believe just how rude these people were.  

Why, they were pinching my butt, squeezing my boobs, trying to put their
hands between my legs and just about anything else you could think of.
I couldn't understand why anyone would want to molest a young girl.  My
goodness.  

We finally made it to the street.  

I felt relieved at first, but then realized I was standing on a public
street in Dallas with my wares on display for all to see.  

I tried to cover up, but you can only hide so much with two hands.
Wished all those people could have been more polite and not stared at me
like that.  

Katie got us a cab after what seemed like forever.  Thought the cab
driver was going to have an accident when he kept looking over his
shoulder at me, completely nude in the back seat of his cab.  

Finally, Katie got mad at him and said, "What's wrong with you bubba?
Never seen two cowgirls before?" I didn't know what she was talking
about, but it seemed to get his mind back on driving.  Thank goodness!  

We arrived at the hotel a few minutes later.  I was really afraid to get
out of the cab until Katie said not to worry.  

"Claudie, this is a high class hotel and no one will be rude enough to
look at you without your clothes on." 

Well, I stepped out of the cab and found out right away she was wrong -
big time.  

Seemed like we attracted a massive crowd as we walked up to the front
desk.  I couldn't believe all the people who were looking at me and
saying all kinds of rude things.  I just turned red as can be.  

The desk clerk recognized Katie and handed her a room key.  "Here you go
Ms.  Richardson.  Room 1469 as requested." 

We quickly headed for the elevator and escape from all these people.  

The crowd followed us all the way across the lobby, screaming, yelling
and trying to grab me everywhere.  

Quite a few people got on the elevator with us, too.  I was very
surprised that so many people decided to go upstairs at the same time.
Why, the elevator was so full, I was afraid we might be breaking the law
by having more than 2,200 pounds on board.  

We were packed in the elevator like sardines.  I couldn't believe that
people were accidentally touching me everyplace.  

I'm felt so bad that I was embarrassing them like that.  I apologized to
a few people, but they just looked at me kind of funny.  They must of
known I was a foreigner and really didn't mean to be so rude.  

I so wanted to fit in.  

We finally fought our way through the crowds and got to our room.  

I was so happy to be inside and far away from the giant crowd that
followed us all the way to the door.  

After looking around the room for a minute, I asked Katie why there was
only one bed.  She said that the hotel was full and we would just have
to make do with this king size.  Well, we are both girls so I guessed it
really wouldn't matter.  

She ordered some dinner from room service and then went off to take a
shower.  I was a little hungry after all the excitement so food sounded
pretty good to me.  

When she came back, she was all shiny and new.  She also was naked and
not seeming to care at all.  

My goodness, the girl has no modesty!  

Sure will take some time getting used to the way things are done in the
States.  Well, I'm going to try and fit in, but it sure seems like
there's a lot to learn.  

I went into the bathroom to get cleaned up myself.  All the traveling
and excitement really tired me out, and a shower sounded like a
wonderful idea.  

Took a nice long, relaxing shower.  After I dried off, I realized I
didn't have anything to wear except the sexy under-things.  Oh well, if
Katie walked around nude, I could, too.  

I walked into the bedroom without realizing that the bell boy was
already there serving dinner.  

At first I just stood there with my arms hanging at my sides in complete
shock.  

I finally, came to my senses after a minute or two.  Then, I squealed
like a little chipmunk and ran back into the bathroom.  

Katie came through for me one more time.  My friend brought me one of
her T-shirts to wear.  It was real big and covered everything very
nicely thank you.  

After I slipped the shirt on, we both went back to the bedroom to see
what we had for dinner.  

We must have looked silly to the bell boy.  He kept staring at us like
the rude person he was.  I wished he would just finish serving and
leave.  

Oh, oh.  I didn't know what to do when I noticed Katie sitting there
with her legs spread apart.  I'm sure she didn't realize that the bell
boy could see her private area.  I was afraid to say anything because I
didn't want to embarrass the poor girl.  

The boy kept staring between her legs and when he got up to get
something, he crashed into a table and fell on his butt.  

Katie didn't seem bothered by his stupid behavior.  She told him he
could leave and we'd finish serving the meal ourselves.  I'm so glad she
didn't notice him sneaking looks at her secret place.  

The bell boy didn't seem to want to go, but she just pushed him out the
door and that was that.  

After dinner, we both hopped in bed to watch television.  Katie said she
was real tired and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the
pillow.  

I watched a couple of TV programs and then decided to hit the hay
myself.  Oh boy, couldn't wait for another big day tomorrow.  

Katie seemed to toss and turn a lot while she slept.  She was dreaming
about something serious, I guess.  Poor girl.  She had to get up real
early to meet me at the airport and must just be exhausted.  

I just love my new friend, Katie.  She certainly went out of her way to
help me have a good time on my first day in Texas.  What a darling girl.

I was just dropping off when somehow Katie's arm wrapped around me.  I
decided not to move because I didn't want to wake her.  

Oh no.  Her hand touched my boob.  I can't believe it.  Her hand
squeezed and caressed both of them this time.  What kind of dream was
she having anyway?  

I decided not to do anything about it right then.  It would be so
difficult to explain to her if she woke up.  I didn't want to embarrass
my new pal.  

A few seconds later, her hand moved from my breast down to my leg.  It
was like an electric shock having her hand touch my bare skin.  

Her hand slowly moved up and down my legs.  It almost felt like she was
examining them.  

Her fingers traveling lightly over the bare skin of my legs caused a
very strange feeling in my tummy.  I just didn't know what was happening
to me and I felt very nervous.  

I really would like to know what her dream was all about.  For some
reason, she was pushing my tee shirt up and, in no time, she had it
above my boobs.  

I didn't know what to do!  She touched my bare boobies with her hand and
rubbed her naked private parts against my butt.  What kind of dream was
she having?  

Katie kept playing around with my breasts and backside.  Squeezing,
pinching, pulling, touching.  

For some reason, I was very hot and very wet between my legs.  I
couldn't figure out why this was happening to me.  

Her hand started moving down my tummy toward my private parts.  I tried
to move away because I knew she would be so embarrassed if she found out
she touched me *there*.  

Well, she had me wrapped up in such a way that I ended up laying on my
back instead of getting away.  I was worse off because her leg somehow
slipped over mine and now I couldn't close my legs, so my secret spot
was open and vulnerable.  

Her hand kept moving toward my privates.  I expected the worst and sure
enough, her hand touched my little bush, lightly at first, and then she
squeezed me real hard.  

Oh my.  I'm not supposed to like this.  I just couldn't believe another
girl was touching me "there".  Hmmm.  For some reason, it didn't feel
that bad, in fact...  

My goodness.  Her finger was on that sensitive little thing hiding in my
secret place and moving around.  She wasn't stopping.  Oh.  Ooh.
Oooooh.  

Her hand was rubbing my bush now.  It was moving slowly, but very firmly
up and down between my legs.  

What an interesting feeling!  

One of her fingers was trying to get inside me.  Well, she won't be able
to get inside me, that's for sure.  

Ooops!  I was wrong.  I'm so wet down there that her finger just slipped
inside me with no trouble at all.  

She moved her finger all around inside my hot little place.  Her finger
made a kind of relentless in and out motion.  I tried very hard not to
let this trouble me, but couldn't help myself.  Something seemed to be
happening to my body that I didn't understand.  

I tried real hard not to make any noise, but couldn't control myself.  I
started making little moaning sounds at first, and then I got a little
bit louder as things progressed.  Finally, something happened to me that
never happened before.  

What a shock, my first orgasm!  Ooooooh!  Ooooooh!  Ahhhh!  Yeeeeps!  

I really started getting loud and noisy as my body writhed and moved
with the motion of her hand.  She kept it up and moved her finger even
faster than before.  She put two, no three, fingers in my hot little
place.  

I couldn't believe my tight little private area could hold four of her
fingers - what was happening to me?  

I hoped the wonderful feeling would last forever.  And, when it was
over, I wanted more.  How sinful.  I thought I would have to say some
prayers, but didn't have a chance to get started, when suddenly...  

Katie sat up, all wide awake, and said, "How did you like my Class A
hand job, Claudie?" 

I was so shocked when I realized she was awake all the time.  My
goodness.  What would she think of me?  

"You don't have to tell me how much you liked it, Claudie.  You sure let
the world know that you liked it a whole lot.  Wheee doggie!" 

I could feel the heat in my face as I blushed and turned three different
shades of red.  Oh no.  What would I do?  

"Okay, Claudie.  Your turn now, darlin.  Why don't you do me the same
sweet way?" 

Well, she did make me feel good, and I couldn't say I let her give me a
hand job just because I thought she was asleep.  Sounded kind of stupid
when I thought about it.  Just had to go for it because it seemed only
fair after all she did for me.  

I never did anything like this before so I decided to just repeat
everything she did to me.  So, I played with her boobies first.  My, she
was quite receptive to my first tentative efforts so I got very brave.  

Kind of liked the power of being able to get someone to bounce around on
the bed and make all those cute little sounds.  Think I may have played
with her breasts a little longer than she played with mine, but she
didn't seem to mind at all.  

You probably won't believe it, but I got real curious and just had to
see what she her private area felt like.  

I slowly moved my hand between her legs and started rubbing her nice and
slow right on the cute little slit part.  Guess I'm getting it right
because I'm hearing nice little purring sounds coming from her.  

I moved my hand a little faster and got an even bigger reaction.  My
goodness.  She was as just as loud as me and didn't seem to be
embarrassed at all.  

She grabbed on to me and gave me a "real" long kiss.  Oooh.  That felt
so nice.  Didn't think a girl could make me feel like that.  Didn't know
what to do so I just kissed her back and that kiss lasted a real long,
long time.  

I could feel her tongue in my mouth kind of searching around so I sort
of welcomed it with my tongue.  Wow, I almost passed out before we
finally stopped.  

We kissed and touched and fondled and examined and played with each
other for a long time.  Must have had about 3 more orgasms at least, but
could really keep track cause I was soon into what we were doing.  

"Okay Claudie, time to learn something new." 

By this time, the blankets were on the floor and the bed was a complete
mess.  It was real easy for her to start kissing my boobs because they
were right there, all out in the open.  She softly bit my nipples and
kind of sucked on the those little things that seemed to be reaching out
to her mouth.  

Off came my shirt.  How'd she do that?  Oh, what a nice feeling!  Ummm,
ummm!  

She kissed her way toward my private area.  What a feeling of
anticipation as she slowly moved toward the hot place between my legs.  

She started kissing me "there".  My goodness.  

I could feel her tongue moving around the same way it examined my mouth.
Probing.  Pushing.  Seeking.  I hoped she wasn't thinking about trying
to put it in "there".  

Yes, she was!  Oooh feels so good.  What was happening to me?  

First, I noticed her moving her body toward me.  Then, she slipped her
leg over my head so I could look up and see her private area.  Finally,
she just kind of settled down on my face and it was so easy for me to
respond to her.  

I kissed her between her legs and licked on the hot area that she put so
close to my face.  I could taste her juices in my mouth.  My, how nice
she tastes.  Seemed very personal and all.  Kind of friendly in fact.  

Got my tongue inside of her next.  It was real easy to do so I guess she
was ready for me.  Guess I'm doing a good job after all.  

We started pleasing each other real nice after I got the hang of things.

Once I had my tongue working inside her just right, I was able to think
about other things to do.  

I used my hands to fondle her butt.  It was so nice and soft and cuddly.

I was able to touch her breasts some more.  They felt so firm and nice.

I moved my hands all over her silky smooth skin.  

My goodness, never thought girls could have this much fun with each
other.  I really, really, really liked it.  

Katie showed my so much more that night.  Things I couldn't imagine and
everything made me feel so wonderful.  Orgasm, after orgasm, after
orgasm.  

Best of all, she told that none of what we did was in any way sinful.
(Thank goodness for that!) 

I couldn't believe her at first, but it made good sense after I thought
about what she said.  

She reminded me that "boy and girl" contact was considered sinful by the
church, but friendly touching by girls was never mentioned.  

She was so right.  Why, not one single priest or nun ever said that
getting it on with a girl was wrong.  

How wonderful!  

She also told me that I should get it on with girls a lot because it
would relieve my tensions and I would not be overwhelmed by sinful,
sexual urges for boys.  

So neat, I could feel real good and avoid sin at the same time.  How
wonderful!  

Now that I knew sex between girls was not sinful, we kept it up for
hours.  I learned a lot of new things from Katie that night, except how
to sleep.  

In the morning, we fooled around a little more before we got up.  

Sadly, we had to leave for Big Spring even though I wanted more, more,
more.  

Katie told me we would have plenty of time together when we got back to
Big Spring so I reluctantly decided I could wait till then.  

---

"No Katie!  I won't wear these shorts.  My butt is hanging out all over
the place.  And this halter top.  Why, you can see almost everything.
Who ever heard of a girl wearing high heels and shorts?  Seems silly to
me." 

You know Katie.  She picked out my clothes and just made me go along
with her way of dressing.  Since she wore the same kind of clothes, I
figured it was the way people did things around here and I'd just have
to go along.  

Mike the chauffeur tried to get our luggage organized, but Katie played
a little joke on him.  

Just as he was heading for the door with a couple of our bags, she bent
over and picked up her purse.  She did it without bending her knees one
bit.  She pointed her cute little butt right at him and we watched Mike
walk right into the wall.  Real funny.  Ha, ha.  

I decided to have some fun, too.  When he got up off the floor and
headed for the door again, I picked my purse up the same way.  It was so
funny watching him walk into the closet.  Crash.  Hee, hee.  

We laughed about it after he finally left.  It was so funny - just can't
figure guys out!  

We didn't have much to do for the eight hours it took us to drive to Big
Spring.  Good thing the limo had a refrigerator stocked with long necks.
Normally, I didn't drink beer, but after the fun we had the night before
I couldn't understand why people thought drinking was bad.  

We polished off half a dozen beers apiece as we motored down the
highway.  I was starting to feel real good and kind of loose if you know
what I mean.  Just like the night before, but I didn't plan on taking
off a single piece of clothing, though.  That sort of thing was all
behind me now.  

Oops.  Wrong again.  The window between the driver and us was opaque.
The other windows were smoked over so no one could see in.  

Katie kind of snuggled up to me and next thing I know she's giving me a
great big kiss.  A real kiss, too.  

My goodness.  Her little tongue sure does feel good sneaking around
inside my mouth like that!  

Well, one thing led to another and somehow she got my halter top off and
was playing with my boobs in a way that really got me going.  

It was a lot harder for her to get my shorts off cause they were so
tight.  Had to help her out there.  

Since I wasn't wearing any panties, I found myself sitting on that
leather seat with nothing covering my butt.  The leather felt kind of
interesting and strange rubbing on my butt like that.  

One thing led to another and before you know it we were both completely
nude.  

Well there was plenty of room in that big car so we were able to do just
about everything two girls could do to each other.  

I was so happy when I remembered it was not sinful to touch another
girl's boobs and private parts and it was so much fun to do it.  Lots of
fun when Katie kissed, touched, sucked and squeezed every little part of
me, too!  

We put our clothes back on when we pulled into the long drive up to the
Richardson Ranch.  I was disappointed when I found out that Katie's dad
wasn't there to meet us.  Her step mother, Dora Lee, was there, but in a
hurry to leave.  She said she was on her way to Dallas for a week, and
she knew we would do a fine job taking care of ourselves.  

I must say that I was quite surprised we would be left alone for a whole
week.  First time in my life I was without adult supervision.  

Soon as Dora Lee was gone, Katie told me that she had a party planned
for the evening.  She said she wanted to introduce me to all her
friends.  Oh boy, we're going to have more fun!  

I just couldn't get over how nice Katie was being to me.  She really
knew how to make a girl feel welcome.  

She had the servants make up a buffet and some snacks for our party.
Once they were done with their work, she told them they could have the
rest of the evening off.  They were gone in no time at all.  

After the servants left, I helped her carry ten cases of beer and a case
of assorted bottles of liquor from the storage room.  My goodness, she
must be expecting quite a few people at the party.  

She said we had to dress for the party since it was such a special
occasion.  

She picked out a silk mini-dress for me to wear and told me that girls
normally didn't wear bras with this type of dress.  Looked real tacky
seeing the outline of the bra and so forth, according to Katie.  She
also said that I better wear pantyhose instead of stockings.  Certainly
wouldn't want to be embarrassed by people seeing the outline of a garter
belt through my tiny little dress.  

I never in my life went without underwear, but thought I would be daring
just this once because I didn't want to disappoint Katie.  

She dressed differently herself.  Yes, her clothes were sexy as could be
and certainly showed a lot, but...  

She wore a G string, garter belt, cute little panties outside the garter
belt, a push up bra, full slip, really tight tee shirt, sexy mini-skirt
and heels just as high as mine.  Never saw the girl wear so many
clothes, before or since.  

All the other guests arrived by 8 PM.  Katie's friends were so nice to
me.  I just love American hospitality.  

We probably drank too much, but no one really cared because it was
summer vacation.  Katie and I could sleep in late the next day, too.  

We were dancing and having a great time.  What fun.  First time I ever
danced with a boy.  Danced with a couple of the girls, too.  Gee, I
wonder why girls dance better than boys?  My, my, what do those boys
have in their pants anyhow?  My goodness.  

About 10:30 Katie said that it was time to play a game.  I didn't know
what to expect, but went along with her 'cause everyone else seemed so
excited.  

She said we would play strip poker with house rules.  

Well, I knew what poker was all about.  It's the national sport of
Canada of course.  You learn it before you even go to school where I
come from.  Had a bad feeling about the strip part and got real nervous.

Thank goodness for a friend like Katie!  She came right over to me and
said, "Now don't you worry about a thing, Claudie.  We're all friends
here and it will be so much fun." 

I told her I was nervous about taking my clothes off in front of
strangers.  She just said not to worry.  

"There are seven other people here, Claudie.  Why, by the time you have
to show anything, plenty of other skin will be on display so don't worry
a bit." 

Well, I wanted to be a good sport and couldn't see myself not playing
along when everybody else was having such a good time.  Figured I'd just
blend in with the crowd and see what happened.  

We played Showdown Poker.  No thinking in this game.  Cards tell the
whole story.  

According to the house rules, the winner decided what item of clothing
the loser had to take off.  

Katie was the dealer for the first hand and everyone seemed to be
getting a decent hand except for me.  

Looked pretty bad from the start.  When the final card was turned over,
I lost and Ellen was the winner.  

Ellen looked at me with a big smile on her face and said, "Let's make
this interesting right away.  Why don't you take off that cute little
old dress, Claudie?" 

Oh my.  I didn't have much on underneath and I wasn't going to do it
until I saw Katie looking at me.  Well, I couldn't let her down.  

I stood up and tried to take off the dress.  I was real nervous and the
dress was so tight.  It took me forever to get it off.  Everyone was
looking at me the whole time.  Oh my.  

I finally got my dress off and realized that I was as good as naked.  

My boobs were bouncing all around.  I wasn't used to going without a bra
and didn't really know how to control my breasts as they jiggled around
for all to see.  

The panty hose was totally transparent so you could see everything front
and back.  I felt even more naked wearing those high heels.  

I tried real hard not to show how embarrassed I was.  

Just decided to act real brave and I slowly sat down without even trying
to cover anything.  Well, it was hard to remain calm with everyone
watching me like that as you probably could guess.  

I seemed to lose every other hand.  In no time at all, I was completely
naked and no one else had taken off more than one shoe.  I sure was the
center of attention and not liking it one bit.  

Well in no time at all, I lost again and found out what the second house
rule was all about.  

When a person didn't have anything to take off, the winner got to think
up a one minute penalty for the loser.  

Well, I certainly wanted to be a good sport so I decided to go along
with it.  

Deirdre was the winner and she said my penalty was to kiss all the boys.

That didn't seem like much to do, actually.  It would take me at least a
minute just to give each one a little peck on the cheek and sit back
down.  

Was I wrong!  

Each boy grabbed me and kissed me real hard.  Stuck their tongues in my
mouth and I felt them examining different parts of my body while they
were kissing me.  

Didn't know that kissing had to do with rubbing my butt, squeezing my
boobies, putting a hand between my legs and stuff like that.  

Couldn't believe how much I liked it.  My goodness.  

Everyone was watching me being kissed and fondled by all the boys and I
just turned so red.  I was real relieved when it was over.  I felt all
flushed and warm.  My, my, my.  

When I lost the next hand, Billy Joe told me I had to kiss all the girls
this time.  Well, I thought that would work out a little better for me,
girls and all.  

Nope.  

The girls did all the same things the boys did except that it took twice
long to get around the room and there were only three of them!  

They sure didn't hold back with the touching and squeezing.  Never
thought girls would do stuff like that in public.  Funny thing, though,
I liked it just as much as when the boys did it to me.  The girls sure
turned me on a lot.  Gee whiz!  

Katie was the last one I kissed.  She knew a few tricks that really got
me going.  

I was so into Katie that I didn't notice the other two girls sneak up
from behind until they jumped on us.  

They started tickling me and touching me all over.  I ended up on my
back with my legs spread real wide.  

Two of the girls grabbed a leg apiece.  Pulled 'em apart so anyone could
see between my legs.  I couldn't cover up no matter how much I wiggled
around.  

I think Deirdre put her hand between my legs and started rubbing me real
nice and slow.  Somehow she got one - no make that two - uh, three
fingers into my hot little pussy.  <Did I say that, I'm sounding just
like Katie R!> 

I was so turned on and hot that I stopped trying to get away and just
laid back and enjoyed those girls working me over.  

My goodness, the girls were acting way worse than the boys!  Squeezing
my boobs.  Fingering inside me.  Grabbing my butt.  I was shocked!  They
held me down so I couldn't do a thing about it.  Good thing I didn't
want to do anything about it or I might have been upset.  

We got back to card playing once that was over.  

Good thing 'cause it was kind of embarrassing having an orgasm in front
of all those people.  I'll just have to learn how to do it without
making so much noise in the future.  

Well, I had a real bad losing streak and those penalties sure were
tough.  

I had to play with my boobies for a minute while everybody watched and
made suggestions.  

Thought I'd have an orgasm rubbing between my legs like that.  Never
thought the minute would be up.  

Seemed like a real long time.  

Thank goodness I got to stop before I embarrassed myself.  

Did make a little noise, but nobody said anything.  They were watching
real closely, though.  

I had to do all kinds of things to myself and the to the other people in
the game.  Just about everything anyone could imagine, I guess.  I was
real turned on and didn't care anymore who was watching me.  

Suddenly, Katie stopped the game.  Thank goodness.  That sausage Bobby
Joe wanted me to use on myself as the penalty for losing again seemed
pretty darn big.  Couldn't see how I could fit it all inside me, no way.

I didn't think I could take another minute of this game either.  

Katie looked right at me and said, "Attention everyone.  Just thought
you all would like to know that Claudette is a virgin." 

I couldn't believe she would say that to everyone.  I turned red.  How
embarrassing.  

"As you all may remember, one of our house rules is the Sharing Rule.
Yep, according to the rules, Claudie has to share getting her cherry
popped with all of us." 

Wait a minute!  I was saving myself for marriage.  Couldn't believe
they'd expect me to have sex with someone here in front of everybody.  

Katie could tell by the look on my face that I was ready to back out.
She just smiled at me and said, "Look Claudie, you already got it on
with me quite a few times.  You're not really a virgin anymore.  Fucking
one of the boys is just a technical detail." 

While I was thinking that through, she was dealing out cards to the four
boys.  

"Okay boys, got four cards here, ace to four.  Ace goes first.  Good
luck to all of you." 

Goes first!  What was she talking about.  I wasn't ready to take on one
boy, let alone four.  

Jimmy Joe got the ace.  He pushed down his pants and briefs real fast.
Then, he pushed me down in the middle of the floor and put my butt on a
pillow so I was sticking right up *there*.  

Everything happened so darn fast, I just didn't know what I was doing.  

I thought it would hurt a lot, but I was wrong about that, too.  

I guess I was really ready to go after all that fooling around we did
earlier.  

Or, maybe it was his cute body that distracted me.  Guess it wouldn't
hurt if I just grabbed on to his ass for a second or two.  Hmm, his
chest felt kind of nice, too.  

After the first few seconds of pain, I only felt him pumping me real
hard while I played around with his body.  

My goodness.  Didn't realize that my "down there" could grab on to his
dick like that.  Very nice feeling, hope he likes it.  

In the background I could hear everyone hollering and yelling.  I never
imagined anything like this for my first time.  There was Katie saying,
"Go for it Jimmy Joe.  Get that girl's cherry, boy.  Wheee doggie!" 

Jimmy Joe took about two minutes to finish up.  Soon as he was done, Joe
Paul pulled me up on all fours and took me from behind.  

That was even worse.  

Everyone could watch me.  My hands were on the ground so I couldn't stop
my boobies from bouncing all over the place.  For some reason though, I
had a major orgasm, or, was that two short ones?  

Even more embarrassing for me was being in a position where they all
could see every little nook and cranny of my body.  

And, the noise, oh my god.  

When I screamed out at the height of my orgasm, Billy Joe stuck his dick
in my mouth.  I didn't know what to do at first.  

I heard Katie say, "Suck that boy's dick right off, Claudie girl!" 

So, I started sucking on him and holding him real tight while he pumped
away at my face.  I had a boy on each end working me real hard and it
sure did turn me on in a funny way.  

Joe Paul lasted a lot longer than Jimmy Joe.  But, he finally filled me
up and as soon as he pulled out, Joe Joe got behind me and started
playing around.  

Sure was glad Joe Paul stayed in front of me.  He sure had a nice body
and real nice to look at.  Real nice.  

I thought Joe Joe was going to stick his real nice looking dick into in
my hot little pussy.  

Nope.  

Felt his finger playing around with my tiny little asshole.  Kind of
surprising that he would do such a thing.  Felt like he was rubbing some
cream in there.  

Next thing I know, he's sticking his great big dick into my asshole.
Thought he made a mistake at first and never expected that monster dick
would fit in that little place.  

Well, whatever he rubbed on my asshole helped him get that big old thing
inside me with out any problem at all.  My goodness!  

At first I didn't like it, but once he got going, I developed a real
appreciation for what he was doing to my butt.  

The two boys got in sync and really started a fire inside of me.  

Pretty hard to keep track of sucking and fucking at the same time.
Somehow I managed and got better as time went by.  

Must of had about six orgasms while the boys were playing around.  

Suddenly, Billy Joe just exploded in my mouth.  

Hey, this stuff tastes real good!  

Swallowed it all down and sucked on him awhile until I was sure I got
every last drop of his cool stuff.  

The excitement must of gotten to Joe Joe, too.  

He came in my asshole.  I could feel it fill up with his hot juice.  I
kind of wished he had come in my mouth so I could have tasted him, too.
Although, I must say, it was real nice having him do me in the butt so I
guess I shouldn't be greedy.  

I was wiped after all that and ready to just pass out.  

Never suspected my first time and fourth time would all happen at the
same time.  As Katie would say, "Wheee doggie!" 

I thought we were finished, but I thought wrong.  

Katie said that I owed all the girls because I had sex with their
boyfriends.  It was only fair that I do something nice for each one of
them.  

One thing you can say about Canadians is that we are fair, so I decided
I had just had to go along with Katie on this one.  She hadn't steered
me wrong so far.  

Katie sat in a chair she put in the middle of the room and pulled up her
skirt in front of everybody.  

Next, she had me kneel down between her legs.  She pulled her panties to
the side and said, "Go for it, girl.  I'm sure you know just what to
do." 

She was right.  I didn't even give it another thought, just dove right
in and it was real easy for me to do all the stuff I knew she liked so
much.  I didn't seem to care that everyone was watching me go to town.  

When I finished with her, I got it on with the other two girls.  Each
one sat in the chair and I got on my knees between their legs.  I lapped
their pussies like a dog in heat.  Loved the taste of those girls and
just couldn't get enough of their juices in my mouth.  Real nice tasting
pussies, if you ask me.  They sure did like what I was doing to them and
let the world know it.  

The other two girls took less time than Katie to get off.  Guess they
were getting turned on by watching me and I certainly was getting turned
on doing them!  

By the time I finished with the girls, I noticed that the boys had their
clothes off and dicks sticking out like flag poles.  

Looked like they were getting ready for seconds.  All four of them
sticking out like that.  Never saw anything like it.  

I was so turned on at this point, I was ready for anything.  Which was
just what happened.  I didn't know people could do all those things to
other people!  Wow, sure did like it!  

I must of got laid about 15 times.  Gave 10 or 12 blow jobs, too.  I
don't know how many girls I went down on or went down on me, but I
didn't miss anybody that's for sure.  

I learned all about hand jobs, rim jobs, fisting and all kinds of stuff
you never see in books.  

When the morning finally came, everyone decided to go home.  Katie and I
got into her bed.  I thought I was worn out and ready to just fall
asleep.  But Katie had other ideas and we were still able to do each
other a few more times before we both passed out from exhaustion.  

When we finally woke up sometime in the late afternoon, I thanked her so
much for all her hospitality.  

I sure was happy to be staying with her for the summer.  

The End 


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