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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.

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