Message-ID: <43034asstr$1056312602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@newsread2.news.pas.earthlink.net> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Magi <baner1@earthlink.net> X-Original-Message-ID: <2qgbfvopvjnhiniljbaujh8tbdmdfimkcm@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 07:57:46 PDT X-Spamscanner: mailbox6.ucsd.edu (v1.2 May 26 2003 01:55:38, 1.3/5.0 2.55) X-Spam-Level: Level * X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.7 5771 h5MEvpmF009395 mailbox6.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 14:57:46 GMT Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story Chapter 23 Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 16:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/43034> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw CHAPTER 23 I danced with a few more girls, and finally got a dance with Amy. While we were dancing I asked if she was having a good time with Tim. She said she was and I told her that I was happy for her. Then she asked if I was still jealous. I had no intention of saying what I said next. I don't think I even realized the depth of my feelings for Amy until just that moment and the words seemed to jump out of my mouth. I stopped dancing and took her to a quiet place in an alcove, and I said, "Amy, I'm crazy about you but you scare me to death. I want us to be a lot more to each other then we are, but I'm too young and so are you. I'm really glad you're living as my sister, because I don't want to be far from you. If you weren't so close, I would probably do something stupid and ask you to run away with me, which would be a mistake for both of us. Now, is what I just said, true in some degree with you?" There were tears in her eyes when she answered. She said, "Pete, you were and are, my first and only love. I'm crazy about you too, and I agree with everything you've said. I think in my heart that we'll eventually be together, but in the meantime, I think we should both be able to spread our wings. We kissed and hugged, and I led her back to the dance floor. After the song was over Tim came and got her, and I had time to reflect on what was just said. I was thinking about what had happened starting last summer, and thought to myself that my wings had probably been spread a lot farther then she ever imagined. As I watched her walk away with Tim I promised myself I would try to never do anything to hurt her or disappoint her. I was still thinking about this when something caught my eye. Molly and Alice were standing in the doorway. A bunch of guys immediately ran over to them, but they seemed to be looking for someone. Then Alice saw me and motioned me to her. I went to her and said, "I thought you had to work tonight?" She grabbed my hand, motioned to Molly, and started leading me outside. The guys started to follow Molly, but she dismissed them with an angry wave of her hand. We got to their car and Alice got in the back so I got in beside her. Molly drove us to a side street a half block from the party. We parked and Alice said, "OK, tell him." Molly turned to me, and her face was oddly reflective. She handed me Two hundred dollars, and said, "This is yours. Some private collectors purchased the ' contact' scene we filmed, and this is your cut." She sat silent for a few seconds, then she started to go on, but her voice cracked, and Alice reached over and touched her arm. Then she went on. "Pete, I want to be a model, and eventually maybe an actress. I've been told I have the look, but there are some things I have to do to make it possible. Alice and I have to go to New York. We have some interviews there and I have to have some clothes and put on a front in order to get noticed. It takes money to do this. There are some people who will give it to me, but their terms include things that I won't do. I want to make this on my own terms, or not at all. Alice and I have been saving all the money we can. And the only way we can make any substantial money is by doing what we've been doing. She works the request lines and I've done three ' Books' including the one we did together. If I do make it in modeling or beyond and someone comes up with those pictures, I can explain them by saying that I was a starving girl and there was no real sex. The contact scenes would be a little more difficult to explain, but they went to private collectors, and again, there was no penetration; so I could probably work my way around it. But now, something has come up that will make it possible for us to go to New York, and it evolves you. Collectors are strange people and I don't pretend to understand them. But they seem to know each other and the word got out that I have an intact hymen. You know what that means don't you?" I said, "Of course I do. It means you're a virgin." Alice got in the front seat and held on to her before she could go on. Then, she continued, "Someone saw our contact film and they will pay a large amount of money for us to actually make love!" She was looking right at me when she said it, and there was pain in her eyes. I wanted badly to take her and hold her and Alice was watching me. She said, "It's OK Pete. We've talked this through completely, and she wants to do it. If you agree to it, there's a lot more to talk about." I was looking at Molly the whole time and her eyes never left mine, and I watched the look of pain be replaces by one of determination as she waited for my answer. As gently as I could, and picking my words carefully, I said, "My God Molly, it would be an honor to make love with someone as beautiful and desirable as you. Do I understand that I'm expected to enter you completely and break your hymen?" Molly never flinched as she said, "More then that. We're expected to do that and we must also, at least appear to bring each other to orgasm." I said, "And we are expected to do this while someone is filming us?" "Yes." I asked, "Have you ever had an orgasm?" "Yes, manually." I reached over the seatback and touched her face. "Are you sure you can do it with me?" "I, I, think I can." she stuttered. Then she turned to Alice and said, "Dear, please tell him what's involved. I can't think anymore and I have to take a walk to clear my head." She got out of the car and quietly closed the door. A ton of questions were going through my mind as I looked at Alice, and she had a determined look on her face as she began. "A man. A very rich man saw the contact film. He fantasized about you two and when he found out that Molly is a virgin he got word to me, and made the proposal. Molly refused because she thought it might come back and haunt her if she ever made it big, so he said it would be OK if she wore a feather mask." When I looked at Alice questioningly, she explained, "A feather mask is a short mask made of feathers. It goes around the eyes and forehead, and it's a pretty good disguise. As for you, we'll dye your hair and eyebrows again, and you'll wear brown contacts." I said, but Alice, why me? Why not one of the guys at the place where you work?" We tried. We told him that you were busy, and would get someone else. But he insisted that it be you." Then Alice paused for a minute. And said, "And part of the reason Molly agreed to do it, was because of you." A little shocked, I said, "But Alice, I thought that you and I --" She stopped me and said, "Pete, I like you a lot; much more then you know. But this is an opportunity of a lifetime for us. This man is willing to pay an obscene amount of money to film this. And it'll be over in a few minutes." I said, "How many people will be involved." Were going to keep it simple. I'll do the filming; I can rent what we need. Bonnie will do the makeup and help you and Molly get ready. We can get you a set of contacts. Then all we need is to go to the clinic that Delight uses for STD tests. They give results in four hours. I said, "Gee Alice, I, uhh, don't know if I can, umm, perform in front of a camera," Alice said, "This is movie film, and I've done a lot of it. The lights will be full, but low intensity and we'll be using fast film. It'll be as romantic as I can make it, and you'll be fine." I said, "What about the rich guy. Will he be there?" "Yes, but not in the room. But there'll be a stationary video camera so he can watch it happen and it has a microphone, so he can listen." I said, "Alice, are you sure you're OK with this?" "Pete, I can't think about this any more. Molly and I have been trying to figure a way to get a stake and get us to New York for a long time. We're convinced that with Molly's looks and my business savvy, we can make good things happen. But it has to happen soon, looks are a fleeting thing." "When do you plan on doing this?" "If you say yes, we can be at the clinic when they open at eight in the morning and the Optometrist right after. You'll have the rest of the day to yourself, and we'll do the filming on Sunday. For a second, I was a little overwhelmed. But when I thought about it, all I would be doing is making love to a beautiful girl, while another girl filmed us! The situation was so wacky that I got hard just thinking about it. Then I remembered that there would be other people around. And I thought, "Who cares! They don't know who I am." I was going to say yes, when it occurred to me that one of the girls was giving up something very important to her, and the other girl was going to watch her do a very intimate thing with someone she cared for. A split second after that thought ran through my mind, two others replaced it. The first was that the girls were older and a lot smarter then I am, and knew what they were getting into. The second was a mind's eye picture of Molly naked, and my mind was made up. I said, "I have to clear this weekend with my folks. If I can, I'm in! If I can talk with them tonight, I'll call you. If not, I'll call you first thing in the morning." Alice started to open the car door, but she stopped and said, "Pete, have you been with a virgin before?" I nodded my head. She said, "And you'll be gentle and careful?" I said, "Yes Alice, I will." She opened the car door, which let the interior light go on, and Molly got into the car and looked at her. Alice nodded, and we drove back to the party. Neither girl said a word. They just dropped me off and drove away. I walked back into the party in a daze. I couldn't stop thinking about how I might actually be able to make love with that fantastically beautiful girl when Karen dragged me to the dance floor. The punch bowl had obviously been spiked, because I could smell it on her breath and she was dancing much closer then necessary. It was a slow dance and she seemed to be in a dreamy mood. I was holding her close and between her and thinking about Molly I began to get excited. Then I remembered that she was Vince's girl, so I kind of moved her away a little. She looked up and said, "Are you OK?" I tried to make a joke, and I said, "I'm fine, but if you keep dancing that close, I'm going to have a problem." She started to say something when a voice behind us said, "Having a good time, dear?" It was Mr. Gilroy, and he was dancing with the pretty woman with the short hair that I had seen in the garage with Dad. He said, "Hi Pete. Great pass today! By the way, have you met my wife Clair?" I said, "Hi Mrs. Gilroy, I'm Pete Baker." She stuck out her hand. When I shook it, her grip was firm, and she said, "It's nice meeting you Pete. My, you sure look like your father." I was trying to be friendly, and I said, "Thank you. That's quite a compliment. He a handsome guy." She said, "I think so too." And I saw her glance at her husband. I looked at Karen, then back at the Gilroy's. You could see the resemblance between Karen and her dad, but her Mom had a different look. But it was a very good look and I could see why Dad had been interested. She caught me staring. Her eyebrows raised a little and I thought I saw a slight smile cross her face. But just then, Karen dragged me away saying, "Hey you guys, Pete is my date tonight and I want to dance with him." We danced to the next couple of tunes, and I got the feeling that she was getting a little too friendly, so I faked a yawn and said, "Gee Karen, it's been a long day. I think I better go home." When I said it, she pulled herself tight against me and said, "Are you sure." I knew this was trouble, and I tried to make light of it by saying, "Karen, I have to get out of here, before I end up chasing you around the place," And I turned and left before she had a chance to answer. When I got home, Mom and Dad were sitting at the kitchen table, with some papers in front of them. I said, "Hi, what are you guys up to?" Dad said, "Just going over some household accounts. Did you have a good time at the party?" "Yes I did. But I have to ask you something. Do you have any plans for me this weekend?" They looked at each other and shrugged, and Dad said, "Well, we have some more shelves to build in the garage, but it can wait. Why?" Well, a friend has asked me to help out with things this weekend, and I said I'd ask you first." Dad said, "No problem. But while you're here, you're birthday is coming up soon. Is there something you'd like to have?" "Gee Dad, not really. I'll let you know if I think of something." Then Mom said, "I talked with Mr. Martin today. He and his wife are doing well, and they'd like us all to have dinner with them in a little while. I said I'd call them next week and see how they were feeling." I excused myself and called Alice. "Hi, I'm a go for tomorrow if you still want me." She said, "OK, meet me at my house tomorrow at seven thirty. On the way to the bathroom, I passed Erin's room. I thought I heard a radio, so I tapped on the door. She didn't answer, so I tapped again. The door wasn't closed, so I peeked in. She was lying on the bed, fully clothed, and she had earphones on. Her eyes were closed, and she was moving around and snapping her fingers to the music. Her hair was tangled and her clothes were mussed, and she looked about ten years old. I thought about this girl/woman and I was suddenly filled with love for her. It wasn't sexual love, it was simply love and I was suddenly glad that she was my sister. It got me thinking about girls and how different they are than guys. How the challenges they face are so much different then ours; and how they approach things so differently then we do. Molly and Alice are barely a year older then I am, and they are already planning for their future. The only thing I'm planning is how quick I can get one of them in bed. I was in bed, and just about asleep, when I heard a car drive up. Nothing happened for a while, then I heard the front door open. I guessed it was Amy, and for a minute, I began to be a little upset. But I put it out of my mind, and told myself to behave. I picked up Alice and Molly, and the three of us drove to the clinic the next morning. It was already crowded. When we asked for STD tests, the lady asked "How many?" Alice said, "three." A little later I asked why she wanted one, and she said that a lot of things went on at Delight, and she was worried about infection, so she wanted to do it just to be safe. The test only took a few minutes. We pee'd in cups, they drew a little blood and we left. From there we went to an Optometrist and I got fitted for some tinted contacts. He showed me how to use them and they were actually pretty comfortable. It was really strange to look at myself and see dark eyes. From there we went to lunch at a fast-food place. While we were eating, I could see that Alice was deep in thought. Molly got up to use the rest room, and Alice caught me studying her. She said, "What do you see Pete?" From the short time I've known Alice, I've found that she doesn't say things, or ask questions casually. So I answered carefully. I said, "I see a girl who has a dream that might soon come true. I see a girl with courage, intelligence and determination. She only recently come into my life, but I'll never forget her, and I'm going to miss her if she leaves." She looked at me for a while before she said anything. But what she said next nearly floored me. She said, "Pete, I'm the plain sister of a beautiful girl and I'm usually surrounded by other beautiful girls. I'm the one they tell their troubles too and I'm the one they complain to when their boyfriends treat them poorly. I'm the steady one, the dependable one. When I first started at Delight, I didn't get many requests because I was fat. So, I went on a diet. Now I'm much more popular at work, but things haven't changed at school. I haven't had a real date for a long time. It's no wonder that I'm good with figures and planning, I have a lot of time to practice. A while back I took some photography classes and lately I've been helping out at Delight with some movie shoots when the girls are uneasy working with guys. That extra money has been good, but it takes me even farther away from social things at school and gives me more time to fantasize. And you are my fantasy! I've watched you for a while and you succeed at everything you try. When you asked me out, I think I kind-of forced you. Maybe Molly even helped a little, but you actually showed up! Not only that, but you were courteous and fun and we had a good time, and that meant a lot to me." I said, "But Alice, you're pretty and your fun to be with!" She said, "Thank you Pete, but you're a Jock and a football hero. You're one of the ' in' crowd. Guys like you don't go out with girls like me." I was stunned! How could this pretty young girl have so much confidence and ability in other matters, yet be so unsure of her self? I guessed that part of it was because of the awesome beauty of her sister. It looked like she was going to say something else, but I reached across the table and pulled her to me and kissed her. At one point she started to pull back, but I didn't let her, and I kept up the kiss until a shadow crossed us. Molly was standing behind Alice quietly watching. When she caught my eye she smiled and nodded her approval. When we left the restaurant it was still early and I asked them if they would like to go somewhere or do something. But they said they were too busy. Alice said she would call me later. With some time on my hands, I decided to go look at some bikes. So I drove back to the dealership where Sylvia and I had gone. Hugh was talking with another customer, but when he saw me, he said to go sit in his office and he met me there a few minutes later. We talked about all kinds of bikes, and had narrowed it down to a few. Then he asked if I had taken the written test at the DMV yet. I said I hadn't, and he told me to take it as soon as I could, then I could come back and test-drive some bikes. We were just leaving his office when the big blond walked in. She waggled her fingers at Hugh, and he responded with a subdued, "Hi Shelly." She was standing near the exit door, and when we passed her, she trailed her fingers along my arm. Ordinarily I would have responded favorably to that kind of attention, but something about her made me feel creepy. I was standing outside looking at a bike when she walked up to me and said, "Are you getting ready to buy a bike?" I nodded yes. "Have you ridden before?" "You saw me at the class." "Is that the only time you've ridden a bike?" "Yes." She shook her head and looked thoughtful for a minute. Then she said, "Follow me, I'd like to show you something." and she got on her bike and sat waiting for me. I was suspicious, but I got in the car and followed her for several blocks to a small house, sitting next to a big empty lot. She parked the bike and walked to a garage behind the house, and opened the door. The house was plain looking and the yard was dotted with weeds, but the inside of the garage was immaculate. The floor was painted and there were tools hanging neatly on numbered hooks on the walls. There was a motorcycle hoist attached to the floor and several bikes were sitting around it. One of them was an older looking model similar to the one I had ridden at school, but it appeared to be a little larger. She turned a few knobs, hit the starter, and it started right up and settled into a deep rumble. Then she backed it out of the garage. She said, "The bikes you rode at school were 200 CCs. This is a 450. But you're a big guy, you won't have any problem. Go ahead and ride it around the lot. When you get your license, you can take it on the street. I said, "Why are you doing this?" She laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't bite you. I think you're cute, and I don't want you to buy a fancy new bike and drop it the first day. Practice on this one. If it falls over I can fix it." Then she handed me a helmet and a jacket. I was still a little leery, but I got on it and started riding around the lot. I was shaky at first, but soon I was riding around the bumpy lot and having a great time. She sat and watched for a while, then I heard a phone ring and she went into the house. A minute later she came out and flagged me down. She handed me a piece of paper and said, "I have to go. Go ahead and have fun, but be careful. When you get finished, put it back in the garage and lock the door. My phone number is on the paper. I want you to spend as much time as you can on this bike before you go and get something new." I started to thank her, but she waved me off and got on her bike and left. I rode around for another hour before I reluctantly put it away. When I got home Amy and Mom were sitting at the table talking. I asked Mom if anyone called, and she said no. Then Amy asked me if I had a date tonight. I told her no and she said, "Tess is coming over, and she's bringing Dell from school with her. We're going to order Pizza and rent a couple movies. We need a guy to make it a foursome. I said, "Oh, so I get to be your date tonight?" "Well, uhh, no. Dell is coming to see me. Tess's date couldn't make it at the last minute." I was a little surprised, but with nothing else going on, I figured what the heck. A while later Alice called and I wrote down a time and place for tomorrow. She told me to wear slacks and a nice shirt. Her voice sounded down while she was talking and when I asked her why, she said, "Pete, when you kissed me this afternoon, I thought my heart would jump out of my chest. I can't love you now. Not when Molly and I are so close to getting what we've been striving for all this time. I can't love you now, I just can't." And she hung up. I know myself, and I know I've matured a lot in the last year. But this was too much for me to handle and I put it in the back of my mind. Tess and Dell showed up around six and we ordered Pizza and sat and talked for a while. Erin was trying to get into the conversations until Mom told her to leave us alone, so she went to her room and called Kelly. She and Kelly only live a block apart, but they are constantly on the phone with each other. It got so bad, that Dad had installed separate lines for each of us. Erin liked hers so much, she would call me from her bedroom, until Mom got wind of it and yelled at her. Dad was away on a flight, and I was surprised to see Mom getting ready for what looked like a date. She had on a nice dress and high heels, and was putting on makeup. I went to her and asked where she was going. She was putting on lipstick, and didn't answer me for a minute. Then she turned to me and said, "Shall I tell you?" It took a second for it to sink in. When it did, I took her hand and kissed it so I wouldn't disturb her makeup, and said, "Have a good time." I had known that this time would come, and I wasn't as upset as I thought I might be. When she left, she waved goodbye to us, and as the door closed behind her, a wide-eyed Dell said, "Wow! Your Mom is a knockout!" The Pizza showed up and we watched the movie. Dell was obviously interested in Amy, and before long he was trying to hold her hand. But she didn't seem that interested. Tess and I were sitting together and we started making fun of the movie. We were repeating lines and poking fun at things, but whenever I would glance at Amy and Dell, I began to notice that Dell was getting insistent, and Amy was getting annoyed. When the movie was over, we went into the kitchen to make some popcorn, and I saw Dell slide his arm around Amy's waist, and it looked like he was trying to work his hand up so he could touch her breast. Amy finally leaned close to him, and I could barely hear her say, "Dell, please don't." When the popcorn was finished, we started back to the living room to watch the second movie and I touched Dell's arm and said, "Hey Dell, let me show you a picture of the bike I'm getting," and I led him out the back door. When we got outside, I said, "Dell, you touch her again, or so-much as lay a hand on her anywhere, I'll beat you to a fucking pulp. Do you understand?" He started to deny everything, and I said, "Shut up and go back into the house." As we went through the door, I put my arm around him and said, "Well, it's a great looking bike, isn't it?" A much-subdued Dell agreed that it was. The second movie was a chick-flick. I found myself yawning about half way through it and I lay my head in Tess's lap and fell asleep. When I woke up some time later she was twirling my hair in her fingers and Amy and Dell were gone. I sat up and apologized, and asked where they were. Tess said they were on the front porch talking, so I got up and went out front. They were sitting on the steps and Dell was smoking. As soon as he saw me, he nervously flipped the cigarette away. I laughed to myself and I said in a gruff voice, "I think it's time Amy went in." Amy looked at me with a surprised expression, and was about to say something but an obviously disturbed Dell, said, "Yeah, its getting late, and grabbed Tess by the arm and dragged her toward the car. Tess, wide-eyed, followed him. When Amy and I got in the house, we both started laughing, and she said, "What in the world did you say to him when you took him outside between the movies?"1 "I just told him to cool-it with you." "Well, he ' cooled-it' for sure. You scared the hell out of him." Then she hugged me and said, "I'm glad you did. He was a creep." The next morning I was up early. I showered, shaved and put on my best pair of slacks, a light colored shirt and loafers. I was drinking a glass of milk when Mom came into the kitchen. Although I didn't want to, I found myself looking at her for signs of depravity and I wanted to ask her what time she got home. But she looked the same as usual, and I kept my mouth shut. When she saw what I was wearing, her eyebrows went up and she said, "Well! You seem pretty well dressed to go do someone a favor." I didn't answer, I just continued to drink my milk. When I finished, I kissed her cheek and said "See ya later." -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+