Message-ID: <52377asstr$1130890201@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: g43g2000cwa.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "Paris" <the_panda@hotmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1130862651.895843.102190@g43g2000cwa.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 1 Nov 2005 16:30:57 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 6.0; Windows NT 5.1; SV1),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: g43g2000cwa.googlegroups.com; posting-host=68.112.52.193; posting-account=ETAnMAwAAACZ7LDgGAo6GyW8wGM2nWUH X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 1 Nov 2005 08:30:51 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} The Gathering 37 of 53 Lines: 699 Date: Tue, 01 Nov 2005 19:10:01 -0500 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/Year2005/52377> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hoisingr Chapter 37 - The Rave 9:10 PM Kathy Thorenson was talking to her closest friend Peggy Stinson on the phone. No one else was home. In fact, as the reader knows, Rosa and Dutch were at the Rourk's having an orgy, but none of the 16 year old's knew or suspected as much. Kathy: Ya know exams have been so crappy. Peggy: Yeah, today's math was pathetic. Yuck, I could barely understand the questions. Kathy: right and tomorrow I've got a history paper due. Peggy: Me too. Hmmm, we better start reading those outlines soon. Kathy: wanna come over and we can read them together? Peggy: Sure! We better get good grades on it. Kathy: Why? Are ya worried about getting promoted into senior year? Peggy: Wouldn't want to flunk and repeat this year, Yuck! So what are ya doing right now? Kathy: My toenails and listening to some hip-hop. Peggy: Not studying, eh?" Kathy: Well exams are next week, so . . . Peggy: It's insane what's expected of us. All work and no play make a girl awful dull. Kathy: Maybe we can play some. Peggy: Ya think? Kathy: No one home but little ole me. Peggy: I think my mother would love for me to leave. Kathy: Is your dippy brother running around with his hardon hanging out? Peggy: Not quite, but I think both he and Mom really want to get it on again. Kathy: Has he been bothering you? Peggy: Not lately. But he's tried the bathroom door while I was in the shower more than once. I make damn sure it's locked ever since he popped in on me. Kathy: I remember. It was a good thing your mother was home. Peggy: Still and all I had to scream and she didn't really do anything about it. Kathy: That sucks! Peggy: Tell me about it; and all this fucking rain. I'm tempted to sleep right through it until the sun wakes me up. Kathy: Yeah, but it could be weeks. Peggy: It does suck doesn't it? Well at least school's gonna be over with soon. Kathy: Yeah, but still I'm bored. I mean when's the last time a guy asked us out? Peggy: Right1 it amazing, I mean we're decent looking, have nice tits . . . Kathy: You have gorgeous tits Peggy. Peggy: Thanks, you're so sweet. And yours aren't bad either. I heard Doris Delaney saying she wished she had your tits the other day. Kathy: Did she? What else did she say? Peggy: Nothing, she saw me and stopped talking until I passed them by. Kathy: Hold on, another calls coming in. Don't hang up now. Peggy: I won't. Kathy: Hello?" Elliott: Hi Kathy? Elliott. Hey girl, wanna go to a rave tonight? Kathy: Um, Elliott? Where do I . . . Elliott: We met at the skating rink about three weeks ago. I'm the guy with red hair. Kathy: Oh, yeah, I remember now. You wanna go where? Elliott: To a rave. We got a mini-van too! Kathy: Hold on a sec, I'm on another line. Kathy: Peggy? Peggy: Yeah? Kathy: I've got this guy named Elliott on the other line and . . . Peggy: Who is he? Kathy: the skating rink a while ago, the guy with red hair. Peggy: Oh, yeah, he was nice looking. Tall, no pimples, could skate too. Kathy: That's the one. He just asked if I wanted to go to a rave tonight. Peggy: A rave! Wow! We've talked about going to one, but never . . . Kathy: Hold on, let me see who else is in on this and what's involved. Elliott: Hello? Kathy: Sorry, I've got Peggy Stinson on the other line. She wants to know who else is going that we might know. Elliott: Shannon Fullbright, Stevie Delasandro and Gerry Mayer and Marlene Bain. Kathy: So you're really looking for one girl, huh? Elliott: No, no! As many as possible. Hey who ya got? Kathy: Just Peggy. Elliott: Great, she's almost as pretty as you. So is it a go?" Kathy: when are you leaving? Elliott: As soon as . . . we're just chillin' for now. Should we swing by and pick you two up? Kathy: Wait a sec. Peggy: Kathy? Kathy: Yeah, it sounds like a good group. I think you know Gerry Mayer and Marlene Bain. Peggy: Oh I know Marlene. She's become an easy mark for all the guys at school. And I think Gerry is her sometimes BF. Kathy: So I hear, but there's also a girl named Shannon Fullbright and a guy named Stevie Delasandro. I don't know them. Peggy: I've met Stevie, he seemed okay. Wanna do it? Christ, we've been so bored, it's perfect. Kathy: What about our curfews? Peggy: Your Mom's out right? Mine won't miss me as long as Davy can keep it up. Kathy: I think she and Dutch are staying over at the Rourk's. Peggy: I don't know them. Kathy: Friends of Dutch. A black couple. I haven't met them either, but they sound nice. Peggy: Let's do it! Kathy: Okay, let me tell Elliott. Elliott: So? Are we set? Kathy: Yup, come by my place. Peggy will be here in 15 - 20 minutes. When will you be here? Oh, do you know where I live? Elliott: Yeah, I know. Should be there in 30 - 35 minutes, then we have a 40 minute ride. Kathy: Cool, see ya then. Oh, got any booze? Elliott: Some Jack Daniels and a bottle of Absolute. Kathy: that should do us. Elliott: See ya in a few. Kathy: Yeah, bye. Peggy: Hello? Kathy: get your ass over here. We leave in 30 minutes. Peggy: On my way! *** 10:43 PM They arrived at the site without a hitch. Kathy was wearing a black frothy outfit and her blonde hair was kind of curled and almost frizzy. Peggy had a skimpy white outfil on, that was almost to short to wear in public, but both girls had agreed they didn't get out that much and this was, after all, a rave where anything went, or so they had heard. Anmd the trip itself had been uneventful, the guys behaved themselves and the girls, Marlene and Shannon had been very pleasant and upbeat. There was a pretty decent sized line outside the club, but none of the teens minded waiting to get inside except Shannon who complained the rain was ruining her hairdo. Twenty minutes later they were all inside and looking around. It was a huge warehouse, with the main floor, or house room packed from wall to wall with well over a thousand grooving ravers. A series of porta potties formed a natural divider from what was called the hardcore, or main room where even more dancers cavorted to different music. They quickly learned that upstairs afforded the dancers a respite from the heat in what was known as the "Chill rooms," actually a series of smaller rooms that allowed the overheated dancers to "cool down;" and they also set the tone for drug use and sexual activites of all kinds. Kathy was almost immediately separated from Peggy and the others and swept out onto the dance floor which was body to body with writhing, shaking dancers. She was amazed at the number of goodlooking guys on the dance floor. At the typical high school dance only about 20% of the guys actually danced, the others stood around and watched, or made snide comments about the girls as they moved within earshot. She was into her second dance when she began to take stock of her surrondings. The flashing lights were mesmerizing at times, and she tried not to stare at them, but couldn't help herself, the multicolored moving lights were just so pretty. And the sound! "Oh, my God!" She thought. "It rocks my world!" She could actually feel the bass rattling her insides. Kathy was stunned to discover she had a new partner, and he was handsomer than the first guy. She asked his name and he told her it was Ron. "Ron," she shouted back, "I'm Kathy." "Where from?" "LA. And you?" "San Diego, well north of it really," and with casual aplomb, he touched her left breast. She swatted the hand away, furious at him for being so piggish. He laughed. "Have you been to the chill rooms?" He asked. Kathy glanced around, looking for one of her friends, but saw no one she knew. Then she answered him. "No, I only got here a few minutes ago." He laughed again. "Wanna get high?" "No!" She shouted to make certain he heard her. Hey, it's fun. Look over there." He pointed behind her and she turned her head to look. There were three girls standing less than 15 feet from her. The one in the middle, a long haired blonde had her dress top pushed down exposing both breasts. Kathy's first thought was that the girl had had surgery to enhance them, but that though vanished when she realized the other girls were tonguing her nipples and all three were staring at her. Then it occurred to Kathy that perhaps they weren't looking at her but at her partner Ron. She turned back to him and saw that he had exposed himself and was waving his cock at the girls. Enraged, Kathy spun away from him and headed to the opposite side of the large room. Within seconds another guy had her dancing again. He seemed nice too and she let herself lean into his hard, lean body at every opportunity, for she had discovered that the crowd and their antics along with the flashing lights and throbbing music had made her hot and not from dancing. The prospect of having sex with a guy for the first time loomed large in her mind. As she slowly turned around her eyes focused on some of the graffiti covering the walls and was startled to hear her dance partner say, "Like it?" "Like what?" "I'm Johnny, the graffiti . . . I did it." Kathy was impressed. "You did it?' He smiled at her. "Yeah, I'm an art major at Cal." "A college boy. I'm impressed." "Hey, just how old are you?" He asked, concern in his eyes. "I'm old enough," she said, and followed with, "Acutally I'm going to be 19 next week, so don't worry about being with some jailbait." "Thanks for the info," he said and touched her for the firsat time, grabbing her arm and pulling her closer. "You're a very pretty girl." "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself," she said and giggled. "I'm Kathy." "Pleased to meet you Kathy," he said. "Johnny," she said, informing him that she had remembered his name, "Where can I get something to drink? I'm awfully thirsty." "Come on," He said, and taking her hand, escorted her upstairs to an almost vacant chill room. Kathy purchased a bottle of water for $4.00 and was surprised at how fast she consumed it. "At these prices it's no wonder he didn't buy me one," she thought, and noted that Johhny also had one and as he held the bottle up to his mouth, Kathy had an opportunity to check him out. She was impressed with his body. He was tall, about six foot, lean and faily good looking. Added to that was the fact that he was an older, college guy and his status went to the top of Kathy's boy chart. Then they returned to the dance floor downstairs. Kathy was a good dancer, but had to concede that Johnny could outdance her anyday. But she was also impressed that he didn't show her up, in fact, he kept showing her new moves and waited for her to pick up on them before going all out. At this rate she was able to keep up with him and saw that they were both getting approving nods from the other dancers. "We're rewally groovin'" she told herself and at that moment caught a glance of Marlene Bain dancing with Stevie Delasandro. "Whoa, I guess the crew is still here," she thought and put even more frenetic energy into her moves. A few minutes later, still dancing with Johnny, she spotted Elliott Grady's red hair and found him dancing awkwardly with Shannon Fullbright. "So where's Peggy?" she wondered, glanced at her watch and saw that it was already 11:30. The DJ's were really in top form this night, working their tables relentlessly, interchanging on each others music constantly and somehow making the music sound even better. "They're unfuckinbelievable, aren't they?" Johnny shouted, seeming to have read her mind. She looked into his eyes and smiled. "Yeah, they are. They're the best of the best," she managed to say, and found herself lost in his eyes. Johnny pulled her close and Kathy allowed herself to lean into him, and felt his hardness pressing against her. She didn't mind in the slightest, in fact, she thrust her groin out to ensure the contract remained in place. "Am I gonna let this guy fuck me?" she asked herself. Then thought about the promises she'd made to her mother. And supprisingly, she thought about Dutch and how much she wanted him to be the first. As a new number began with an even faster beat Kathy noticed several couples nearby who where dancing while clenching what she took for baby pacifier's pacifiers in their mouths. "Johnny look!" She called out, "Is that what I think it is?" He looked in the directtion she had indicated and grinned at her. "Yup, pacifier's." "But . . ." "Just like we're drinking lots of water to prevent dehydration,the pacifiers prevent involuntary teeth clenching." "Oh, wow!" "Is this your first rave?" She cast her eyes down and responded, "Yes." "Hey," he said, chucking her under the chin. "Don't get down on me, everyone has their first time. Let me fill you in on a couple things." "Okay," Kathy managed and then smiled at him. Fill me in." "Oh, I'd love to fill you," he said, grinning devilishly at her. "Don't go getting obscene on me," she said warning him off. To his credit, he absorbed the warning and got back to his instruction. "See those guys over there?" He pointed to the opposite side of the dance floor. She nodded. "They're holding signs up, see? The letters "E" and "X"? "Is that?" "Ecstasy, that's right!" He said with emphasis. "And that one, see it? It says "Rollin"? That's if you wanna get high with MDMA." "I'd heard there was a lot of drug use at raves, but . . ." "But? There is no but about it, everyone's using, everyone." "I'm not." She said with some reluctance. "Want some "E?" "I don't know," she murmured, but any resistance she had was fading fast. "Come on, let's chill out for a minute," he said and holding her hand let her up the flight of stairs. As she was climbing the stairs, Kathy looked ahead of her and saw Peggy ahead of her. Kathy's eyes widened in shock, Peggy wore nothing under her white skirt. Her pussy was clearly visible to anyone behind her. "Peggy!" She called and Peggy looked back. "Hi, Kathy!" she grinned and waved a hand. "Where have you been?" "Dancing, but what's with . . ." and she motioned with her hand indicating Peggy's nudity. "Oh, that, well lot's of people are doing it 'cause it makes it easier for the gropers on the floor, ya know?" "Jesus, Peggy . . . have you taken 'E'?" Peggy smiled as Kathy joined her on the stairs. "Ummm, yeah . . . it's like . . . wow!" Johnny stopped on the step below and casually let his hand slide up Peggy's thigh, past the tops of her black hose and on upward until it cupped her pussy. "You're very moist," he told her in a matter-of-fact tone. Peggy giggled. "See Kathy, everyone's doing it. Why don't you lose yours too?" She grasped Peggy's hand and pulled her up the remaining steps until they were all in the chill room. Johnny's hand was no longer under Peggy's skirt; it was now holding a sample of Ecstasy out to Kathy. "Go on try it," he said. To Kathy it seemed that his voice dripped with seductiveness. Peggy joined him, "Go on, Kathy, try it. You'll see, it won't hurt you and you'll feel . . . god, you'll feel sensational!" Kathy accepted the Ecstasy and swallowed it with some bottled water. In just a short time she felt her heart beating faster and found herself wanting to hug those around her. Peggy sensed this and as she felt pretty much the same, grabbed Kathy and kissed her on the lips. Johnny's hand went back under Peggy's skirt and his fingers rolled over her outer labia. Peggy sighed into Kathy's mouth and tongued her friend. Kathy returned the favor, sending her tongue back into Peggy's mouth and over her teeth and gums as soon as it was possible to do so. The three of them slowly sank to the floor oblivious to everyone around them. Johnny kept his fingers busy, thrusting two into Peggy's very wet pussy as the girls grew feverish with their prolonged kiss. Kathy reluctantly ended the kiss, but felt an overwhelming desire to touch Johnny too. As her hand moved along his leg, she saw that he was jilling Peggy, but was surprised that she didn't seem to mind this at all; and on reaching up to grasp his hardon through his slacks, she encountered the zipper and with a sly, knowing grin on her face, pulled it down, reached in and extracted Johnny's six inch cock. Johnny's hand left Peggy's cunt and he rose to his feet, very much aware of what was to come as Kathy knelt in front of him and began to suck him off. Several feet away, other dancers looked on, seeming to think nothing unusual was going on. This left an aroused Peggy with nothing to do and after looking over the situation, she went behind the kneeling Kathy and lifted her into a slight crouch, then deftly lay down on the floor and slid under Kathy's crotch, much as a mechanic slides under a car. As Peggy finalized her positioning she reached up and squeezed Kathy's nipples as Kathy busied herself trying to swallow Johnny's stiff cock. After hearing Kathy moan with delight, Peggy pulled Kathy's panties to one side and kissed her friend's swollen labia finding it wet and slick. As the strobe lights flickered on and off, Peggy also noted that Kathy's clit was standing up like a sentinel. Her tongue immediately sought the tiny bud out, gliding over the glistening nub. Kathy moaned appreciatively, cupping Johnny's balls with one hand and holding his cock scant inches from her wanton lips. "Oh, yeah, Peggy, that's it. That's the place!" Peggy heard her and felt a sudden warmth rush through her body. Her nostrils flared and the sexy, musky smell of Kathy's arousal was sniffed through Peggy's nose and raced directly to her brain, filling her with a hunger that increased her arousal by a factor of ten. At this point Peggy would gladly have taken on her high school football team along with all the cheerleaders. In addition to Peggy's mouth making Kathy squirm, Johnny's hands were running all over her body and she couldn't believe they were doing this in the open. The very thought of it quickened her pulse, reminding her of her secret make-out sessions with Mrs. Bain and several times with Peggy when they were almost caught in the act. While all these thoughts were running through Kathy's head, Johnny's cock slipped from her mouth. Quickly, almost frantically she reached for it again and started licking, then pouting her lips she began sucking on the head. She knew that was the most sensitive part of his tool and wanted to show him that she had an innate ability to felicitate. Kathy's skilled tongue rimmed his cockhead until it changed from red to purple as it engorged with Johnny's red hot blood. He moaned and his cock jerked in her mouth; and Kathy noted her rising excitement. 'Not only has Peggy's tongue got me going,' she told herself, 'but I love the feel and taste of his cock. I think I could come just from blowing him. I've got to try this again . . . maybe Dutch will let me . . . " Her body began to tremble at the very thought of having Dutch's cock in her mouth and her thighs closed on Peggy's head. Peggy had no choice but to send a finger up Kathy's ass to free herself from the intense pressure of Kathy's youthful thighs on her head. Kathy halted her sucking as she felt the finger entering her rectum. The blood rushed to her face as Peggy's finger touched her prostrate even as Peggy continued her non-stop attack on her clit. Kathy felt dizzy, yet so near her orgasm that she couldn't believe it. She commenced rocking her groin into Peggy's face while her hand was a blur as it masturbated Johnny as she continued sucking him. Suddenly she dropped her hands to the floor, sank back on Peggy's face and moaned, "Peggy! Peggy! Peggy!" As she came hard from Peggy's last sucking laps to her now frothy cunt. Johnny came too; with his prick pointed straight out and twitching uncontrollably, he sent several long ropes of sperm into Kathy's hair. She had no idea what had happened so engrossed was she with her own exquisite orgasm. Perhaps a minute passed, allowing Peggy to recover sufficiently to raise herself up and lean forward to kiss Johnny's balls even as her fingers smeared the slimy liquid remnants over the still throbbing length of his cock. Then rising up off her haunches she took the head of his cock into her mouth and swirling her tongue around his helmet-shaped head, she sucked in her cheeks and pumped his cock with her right hand as she drew the remaining seed from his fast shrinking prick. Kathy lay panting on the floor and looking up she saw the room moving upside down, the flashing lights and the pulsating, unrelenting sound of the music and Peggy blowing Johnny's effervescent dick only three feet above her. Kathy willed herself not to pass out and sent her fingers in search of Peggy's twat as the ambient sound enveloped her. Thanks to the Ecstasy a feeling of euphoria pervaded her being as the sounds of records skipping, wind rushing, infants crying, helicopter blades churning, bombs exploding, motorcycles speeding up rocky hills and more closed in on her. Her fingers were literally churning the juices from Peggy's cunt as Kathy looked around the chill room and smiled gaily at those who watched her masturbating Peggy to a well deserved climax. 'Why are they watching me, or us?' she wondered. 'Look at 'em, dressed up in those weird outfits.' And there was truth in what she said, for there was one man who fancied himself a fire-eater and there was a mysterious wild-west cowboy and cowgirl who created sparks with chain-saws among them. But others walked by not caring what Kathy and Peggy were doing and gradually as Peggy finished coming the three settled down on the floor and let the drugs take charge of their sated bodies. Both girls eventually returned to the dance floor. Johnny faded away and to be frank, wasn't missed by either girl. They continued to meet one guy after another and danced the night away. It wasn't until Peggy realized that they had better damn well get there sorry butts back home before their parents discovered they were gone that both realized the guys who brought them had not been in sight for hours. They quit dancing and searched the main floor and then the chill rooms. They met Marlene, but the others were not to be found. The three girls decided to leave without the guys, figuring that they had found some girls and taken off without them. "We can hitch a ride with someone," Marlene said. "That could be dangerous," Peggy said, but didn't look as if she'd oppose a ride. Neither girl had told Kathy about the ropes of come in her hair. But then, they were stoned and not very perceptive at this point in the evening. They left the rave with their hands in the air, mimicking the dancers still cavorting on the dance floor. Kathy glanced over her shoulder at the exit and saw hands reaching out for laser beams, couples with pacifiers and luminescent lights of all colors being waved about and some guys wandering around feeding people water from huge plastic canisters. Then the door closed and with that, the music was muffled. They had walked about a block when the van cruised alongside them. "Yo, you ladies want a ride?" Surprisingly, it was Marlene who took charge. "Where you headed?" "Hey," one smiled as his thin body leaned halfway out the driver's window, "Wherever you dream girls wanna go?" Marlene smiled at him. Peggy pulled at her arm, "C'mon, let's walk some more." "No," Marlene said, keeping the smile on her face. "You tell us where you're headed and if it's in our direction we might ride with ya." This caused the guys to confer. It became obvious they had no destination and only wanted the girls to get into the van. "Near San Diego," the driver finally said. "Sorry," Marlene announced. "We're headed the other way. But thanks for asking." "So, how 'bout a couple blowjobs anyway?" He asked. "No, I don't think so, but thanks for asking," Marlene said and the girls moved away from the van and quickly walked away. They walked for another thirty minutes before stopping at an all-night gas station. Peggy announced that her foot hurt and she wouldn't be able to walk much further. The girls pooled their money and found that they only had eight dollars between them, scarcely enough for cab fare for the forty minute ride home. "Damn those bastards," Kathy swore. "If I see any of them, I'll kick 'em in the balls." Peggy snarled. "Fuck them," Marlene replied, "we've got a problem and the way I see it is we've got to hitch a ride back. Peggy ventured into the station to determine their exact whereabouts and learned that the freeway they needed was a half mile away. They bought several cans of Mountain Dew to stem the possible dehydration that Ecstasy might cause after noting none of the three had high body temperatures. Marlene told the others that they might suffer from some depression some 48 hours after taking the drug and left it at that. Peggy and Kathy nodded as Marlene provided the information, but still felt great and didn't worry about the future except for obtaining a ride home. They covered the half mile and saw the freeway looming in front of them. Sitting down for a minute they decided what they were willing to do for a ride, if pressed. Marlene casually told Peggy, "If they're clean I'll let one fuck me." Both Kathy and Peggy were shocked. "Well, I like getting laid," she told them. "I really do." "We . . . we're both virgins," Kathy said lamely. "And . . . you want to keep your cherries?" "That's right," Peggy said harshly. "You might be a slut, but don't make us one too!" "Easy there Peggy," Kathy said, intervening. "Marlene, she didn't mean that. You made her . . . you mad e both of us nervous with how casually you approach sex." "Fuck the both of you," Marlene shouted. "I saw you blowin' that guy Kathy. And you . . . Miss Prissy, I saw you eating this one's snatch and blowin' the same guy. So fuck the two of you. I know I'll get a fucking ride back to dodge, you two can walk and when you get tired of walkin', hey eat each other out to renew your energy." "Marlene," Kathy cried out, "please don't get mad at us. We didn't mean to hurt you." "No, Peggy added, "honestly, we didn't want to hurt you. It's just that . . ." "You're two frightened virgins," Marlene finished for her. Both Kathy and Peggy remembered cautioning themselves not to reveal that they'd had sex with Marlene's mother. And that Mrs. Bain had asked them to look out for Marlene around the school. "Yes, we are frightened," Kathy said quietly. "We're older than you, yet you seem to be more able to handle the situation than we are. I mean, like back there with the van. You were in control of the situation, not them and certainly not us. It was you and so we'll go along with what you think we should do in order to get home." "All right," Marlene said and she appeared mollified. "I'll try to keep you're hymens intact for the night. Just go along with me. Who ever picks us up is going to try something. You just don't find girls hitching on the freeway without figuring they're available for sex of some kind." And with that the girls ventured onto the freeway and selected a spot from which they could flag a car and allow the vehicle room to stop to pick them up. The green van pulled to the side of the road only five minutes later. There were two men inside. As the girls approached the van they saw the men were about 30 or so and reasonably good-looking. It made a difference to Kathy and Peggy. Marlene couldn't have cared less. As agreed earlier, Marlene acted as spokeswoman. "Hi, we're headed to LA, East LA actually. Can you give us a ride?" "Sure the guy on the passenger side said and the rear door opened for them and the girls clambered aboard. "Name's Bernie," the driver said looking over his shoulder. "This here is Cable." The girls introduced themselves and Kathy asked Cable, "Cable, is that a nickname?" "No," he laughed uneasily, "It's my real name. Where are you girls coming from?" Peggy blurted out, "We went to a rave and lost our ride." Marlene kicked her shin, but the words were out. "It's maybe fifty miles to East LA; I'm wondering can you pay your way?" Bernie asked. "What do you mean?" Marlene asked in return. "You know, kinda tit for tat," he laughed. "Yeah especially the tit part," Cable laughed lewdly. -- 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> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+