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Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story  Chapter 23
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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."

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