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NIS: Pieces of Sam (Book I)
Copyrighted 2009 Rachael Ross all rights reserved


		Chapter Ten: Monday - Tuesday


"Hey!" Jody smiled as I slid into the passenger seat of her little red
sports car.

"Hi!" I smiled back, unzipping my army coat because she had the heater
turned up and it was warm in there.

"Where's my skirt?" she frowned at the jeans I wore and I giggled and
shrugged, and then she was leaning into me for a kiss and I mostly
melted in her mouth.

"I forgot it," I told her a breathless half-minute later. "But I got
your thong."

"I should make you go back and get it!"

"No! Please? Don't make me go back in there!"

"Heh!" Jody pulled away from the curb, zipping her Miata down the
street with a lot of gas and too much clutch maybe, but it was fun. I
didn't know how to drive anyway.

"I thought you said your mom was staying home tonight or something?"

"Yeah. She is. She's in bed with her boyfriend."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. It's kinda sick."

"Why?"

"It just is," I shrugged, not wanting to tell her too much about it.
"I don't like the guy very much, that's all."

"Ohhhh...He's a perv?"

"What?"

"Like a pervert? Does he like to jerk off on your face while you're
sleeping and stuff?"

"God no!" I stared at her in shock.

"Just asking," Jody giggled. "I hate those guys."

"Some guy did that to you?"

"Me? No way! But I heard of it before, like on the internet, you
know?"

"Shut-up!" I laughed at her. "God! I thought you were serious!"

"Nyaaah!" she stuck her tongue out at me. "You look like you needed
that."

"What? A heart attack?"

"Something," Jody grinned at me. "Oops! Red light!"

We had to make out during the red lights, but there were only a half-
dozen stoplights between my house and Jody's trailer anyway. It was
still pretty fun and she was being pretty funny, kinda crazy about
stuff, but I liked it. I was so tired of all the really serious stuff
all the time. Dealing with Josh had been a real drag and I needed a
friend who could just make me forget about everything else for awhile.

"Hi, Samantha!" Kurt smiled at me as I got out of the car. He was
sitting outside on a bent lawn chair, smoking a cigarette, and holding
an umbrella because it was raining.

"Hey, Kurt!" I smiled back at him, kinda ducking my head beneath the
drizzle, but that never helped. "What are you doing?"

"He can't smoke in the house," Jody said, grabbing me by the sleeve so
I'd follow her.

"Buncha health nuts!" Kurt made a face. "Facing cancer takes courage!"

"He's so brave! Come on, it's raining!" Jody pulled me along, up three
short steps and inside as she opened the door of the trailer.

"Hello," a blonde woman said, looking at me for a second before she
decided to smile. She was standing by the open refrigerator wearing a
pair of really frayed cut-offs and a black t-shirt, kinda cute in a
serious way. Probably because she wore a pair of black wire-rimmed
glasses, the small round kind.

"Hi," I smiled back, shaking my hair with my fingers because it had
gotten a little wet.

"Samantha, Shelly...Shelly, Sam..." Jody said. "She's my girlfriend, she's
Kurt's girlfriend. Grab a beer, would ya, Shell?"

"Cool," the woman nodded and I guessed she was like twenty-five maybe,
or just a little younger. "Jody's been talking about you all
afternoon. Catch!"

"Oh!" I almost dropped the can of beer she tossed at me and then she
tossed another one to Jody. I wasn't supposed to have beer, and I
wasn't even sure I wanted one, but what my mom didn't know...

"Come on," Jody jerked her head towards the long hallway that ran
along one side of the trailer and ended with a door.

There were windows to the left and doors to the right. A little
laundry room with a small washer/dryer combo thing inside it. A bunch
of clothes were sorta piled around it like an avalanche waiting to
happen. Then there was the bathroom and next to that was Jody's
bedroom. At the end of the trailer was the bigger bedroom, Kurt and
Shelly's. The kitchen was back in the middle, where we'd come in, and
at the front of the trailer was the big living room. It was all pretty
simple.

"She seems nice," I said, kinda trying to be funny because I couldn't
have any idea if Shelly was nice or not. I hoped she was anyway.

"Shelly's cool," Jody shrugged as we entered her room. "She thinks
she's my mom sometimes though."

"Oh yeah?" I looked around and grinned because Jody's room was a lot
neater than it had been earlier; her bed was even made. "Did she make
you clean your room?"

"Yeah! She's got that instinct," Jody giggled. "She needs like ten
kids or something."

"That would be a lot of kids."

"No shit!" Jody said, digging through her dresser. "Here. This'll be
cool."

"What's that?" I wondered and then I was trying to catch a pair of
pants. Like pink sweat pants, sorta, except they were pretty small.

"Put those on," she told me, opening her beer with a snick! and
smiling at me.

"Why? What's wrong with my jeans?"

"You look like a total boy," Jody said, putting her beer on the
dresser. "I want you to be a total girl."

"Yeah?" I made a face at her. "Why do you always get what you want?"

"Because!" she said making it sound obvious. "I'm Jody! Everybody
knows that!"

"Heh!" I giggled and stuck my tongue out at her and she was laughing
too.

Jody kicked off her shoes and took off her jacket, and I did the same
thing. I hadn't opened my beer, so I just put it on her bed and
undressed for her. I didn't mind at all. It was weird and fun, like
nothing else in the world as I pulled my jeans inside out and stomped
my feet to get them off. I still wore her thong, just like I'd told
her, and Jody grinned at that.

"Just take it off," she told me as she pulled down her pants, which
were actually my pants, the ones with the big cargo pockets that I
hated..

"What am I gonna wear?"

"Go commando!" she laughed. "It's cool. Hurry up!"

"Commando?" I rolled my eyes and I'd heard of that before, but it
always sounded kinda trashy dumb. "Why are we changing clothes
anyway?"

"I dunno. It's better, right?" Jody pushed her underwear down, which
were my boxers of course, so that I could see her pussy and the little
brown bush above it. "I'm gonna wear these! Cool, huh?"

"Where'd you get those?" I laughed, looking at a big pair of red gym
shorts, a boy's pair, and like five times bigger than Jody should have
worn.

"Some guy," she shrugged. "They're comfortable though. It's like
wearing a skirt, kinda, except not!"

That's what they looked like too, as Jody pulled them up her legs and
over her narrow hips. They had a drawstring and she pulled it tight
around her waist and they looked kinda funny. The leg holes were huge
around her thighs and Jody giggled as she tugged one of them upward
and exposed her pussy completely.

"See? Full access, back-stage pass to Jodyland!" she giggled. "Get
dressed, we'll go hang out in the living room."

"You're not one of those sex maniacs," I grinned at her. "Are you?"

"Maybe," she picked up her beer. "Are you gonna dump me if I'm not?"

"No!"

"Cool!"

"God!" I just shook my head and pulled up my new pink sweatpants.

They were kinda like capri pants, since they only came halfway down my
shins, and they were seriously tight! Like my butt was right there,
and my thighs and my pussy mound. You could definitely tell I wasn't
wearing any underwear! I couldn't even slide the soft fabric around; I
had to like pinch it and pull if I wanted to adjust it, that's how
tight they were. I'd have been seriously embarrassed any other time,
but being there with Jody...I don't know. It was like I was a different
person or something.

"You gotta take this off though!" Jody pulled my flannel shirt over my
head as I bent over at the waist.

"I look okay?" I asked her, tugging my t-shirt back down and Jody
nodded. I wanted to look good for her, even if I was just wearing
silly clothes or whatever, you know? It was important.

"We're hot now!" she giggled and we probably were. 

Jody was for sure, standing there in a small halter top, a white one
with no bra or anything, and those big red shorts. Her auburn hair was
all shaggy and that careless, crooked smile and her hazel eyes...God!
She was gorgeous to me and just looking at her made me feel like I was
on a roller coaster. That had to be love, right? 

"Come on! Grab your beer." Jody picked up hers and took a swallow.
"We're gonna dance!"

"We are?" I laughed and opened my beer, even though I didn't really
like the stuff that much. I was hot though and thirsty and I took a
big drink of it.

The music was already going and kinda loud, but it wasn't the stereo
or anything. Kurt was playing Rock Band on the XBox, jamming out on
Cherub Rock with the guitar controller in front of the big screen
television. He was doing it pretty good until he saw us and then he
blew it. He liked looking at me a lot and I might have blushed, but I
was getting used to him and Kurt was pretty okay. Jody was showing me
off anyway, I knew that.

"Awww...Fuck!" Kurt looked back at the television and started swearing
and for a second I thought he was really pissed, but then he grinned
and it was cool. "Look what you guys did! I was nailing it too!"

"Give it up! You suck at that game!" Jody giggled, falling on the
sofa.

"It's hard!" Kurt protested and looked at me. "You wanna try? We got
another guitar...Where's that Strat, Shell? Sam wants to rock my
world!"

"No! I do not!" I laughed before Shelly could answer and I hadn't
realized she was sitting at the computer. "You got Halo or anything?"

"Yeah!" he nodded eagerly. "You want me to kick your ass?"

"You can try!" I grinned at him, but Jody had other ideas and she was
already pushing buttons on the remote control.

"Get a life!" she said, finding MTV on the television, but it was all
in German or something.

"Jody!" Kurt frowned.

"Go order some pizza or something," she told him. "We're gonna dance."

"Get some beer too!" Shelly said, turning around in her chair and then
looking at Jody. "Did you start doing the laundry yet?"

"Shelly! I got company!" Jody whined.

"You got dirty clothes too," she said. "Hurry up and you'll be done
with it."

"Oh God! I'm like a total maid around here!" Jody rolled her eyes at
me and I just giggled.

"Do you have homework?" Shelly wondered, kinda pursing her lips.

"Not even!" Jody said as she got up. "Don't start, Shell!"

I followed her to the laundry room thing, which was basically just a
big closet. Jody grabbed a bunch of clothes and started stuffing them
into the washer and I laughed at her.

"Don't you sort those?"

"What? Why?" she giggled. "You sound like Shelly."

"Whatever," I sighed, shaking my head.

"Yeah, yeah..." She started taking the clothes back out. "You gotta help
me then, since you're the expert."

I never thought washing clothes could be fun, but it was. We sorted
all of it into piles, you know, whites and dark colors and red colors
and whatever. It was totally weird going through someone else's dirty
clothes, but Jody was talking the whole time so I barely thought about
it.

"Check these out," Jody said and she was holding up a pair of baby
blue panties. "Shelly's got these panties with the day of the week on
them. Is that weird or what?"

"Oh yeah?" I giggled because they had Monday stitched in gold thread
right by the crotch.

"It would suck, like wearing Tuesday on Sunday or something and
getting in accident? Like you're in the hospital and they say, 'What?
You can't tell what day it is? Or you just never change your
underwear?'"

"Shut-up!" I laughed at her.

"What? Think about it. I'd be totally embarrassed."

"I think if you're in an accident, nobody would care about your
panties."

"I would!" 

"That's why I wear boxers!" I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Oh! Check these out!" Jody grinned at me, holding up a pair of really
lacy panties. "Crotchless!"

"No way!"

"Yeah way!" She stuck her hand inside and wiggled her fingers and
there wasn't any crotch at all, just lace. "Kurt buys these for her
all the time! He's so weird!"

"You're kinda up on Shelly's panties, huh?" I teased her.

"What? Fuck you!" Jody laughed and threw the panties at me. "I should
buy you some."

"Why?" I threw them back at her. "I'm not wearing any, remember?"

"Heh! I bet Shelly's got a dildo too."

"What?"

"We'll look later!"

"I don't wanna look!" I giggled. "You're so weird."

"Yeah! I know! Hurry up! I wanna dance!"

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"What's this?" I asked, sitting next to Jody on the sofa while Kurt
was talking to Shelly about pizza and beer or whatever. Mostly I
thought he'd been jamming on the Xbox again since Jody had started
complaining and pushing buttons on the remote as soon as we'd sat
down.

"MTV from Europe. I don't know what they're talking about, but at
least they still play music sometimes," she shrugged, but right then
they were selling some kind of perfume. "We got MTV Tokyo too, except
Japanese videos suck!"

"They do?" I giggled because I had no clue. "How many channels do you
guys got?"

"All of them!" Jody laughed. "Oh yeah! Cool! Come on!"

A video called "Amerika" started by some Rammstein guys and trying to
dance to that was about impossible! But I didn't know how to dance
anyway. It was a pretty cool song though and Jody and me were just
jumping around mostly, pretending like we were dancing in the middle
of the living room. Kurt was watching us and laughing, Shelly too, and
I know I was blushing. I didn't care though. It was so much fun!

"Ummph..." I moaned inside Jody's mouth as we sat on the sofa. 

We were making out, all hot and sweaty after dancing for about half an
hour or something. We even danced through the commercials and I'd
finished that beer already. I felt a little buzzed, but mostly that
was because of Jody, I thought. She was making me buzz all over and if
it was weird making out in front of Shelly, we didn't care. I mostly
forgot she was even there because Jody had her hand on my pussy,
making a big wet spot on those sweat pants, and I was grabbing her
tits, and we just Frenched out!

"Yo! Fuck! Come up for air!" Kurt laughed and he was holding a pizza
box and a twelve pack of beer.

At least he couldn't see my ass, and I knew my pussy was there, like
the pink cotton was molded to my sex now that it was dark and wet with
my juice. Jody had been fingering me as much as she could, rubbing my
pussy with a finger between my lips while we kissed, and I had to pull
the material out of my slit. I wasn't totally soaked, but it was
obvious!

"Yeah." I blinked over my shoulder at him, breathing hard and
blushing. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about him," Jody told me, licking her lips and all red
faced beneath me. I was kinda lying on top of her, halfway falling off
the sofa.

"You don't think it's weird making out in front of your brother?" I
wondered after Kurt disappeared into the kitchen.

"He's seen me make out before," she shrugged. "Him and Shelly do it
all the time anyway. Nobody cares."

"Great," I rolled my eyes and looked over at Shelly, but she'd been
pretty much ignoring us.

I had no idea what she was doing on the computer, but she wasn't
surfing the internet. She was just typing it looked like, but not
words, just that programming stuff or something. Shelly was typing
fast too! I guess she had to if she worked at Microsoft or whatever.

"Pizza's in here!" Kurt yelled.

"I gotta change my clothes," I said, but Jody shook her head and
giggled.

"That's so cool!"

"You did it on purpose," I frowned. "They probably think I'm a slut."

"No, they don't," Shelly surprised me and I blushed hard at that. She
was standing up and stretching, smiling at us. "Just get her a towel,
Jody. Sam can wrap it around her waist before Kurt hurts himself."

Being at Jody's place was liking going to another world. She just did
whatever she felt like doing. They all did. Kurt and Shelly didn't
care at all that I was Jody's girlfriend and making out or  whatever.
They didn't really ask about it or say anything, except maybe tease me
a little. They just accepted it. They accepted me, no questions asked.
I didn't know if it was good or bad having that much freedom, but I
did know it was a lot of fun.

"Hey, that's your school, right?" Kurt gestured towards a newspaper
that he'd picked up when he bought the beer. He was leaning against
the kitchen counter and eating two slices of pizza, kinda folded over
like a sandwich.

"NIS Program Hits Seattle," Jody read it while I chewed on some pizza.
"The controversial Naked in School program got off to an uneven start
today at Redmond High School when one of the students refused to
participate."

"What?" I grinned at her and Jody giggled.

"School officials reported that freshman Samantha Madeiros, 15, of
Redmond, refused to disrobe as required by the Program and was
subsequently suspended for an undisclosed period. Principal Buddy
Eckert declined to comment, but reported that Madeiros was replaced by
another student."

"Buddy!" I giggled and I'd had no idea what his first name was. That
was pretty funny.

"That's you?" Shelly was looking at me and I nodded. None of us were
sitting down either, which was weird, we all just kinda leaned on the
table and ignored the chairs.

"Yeah. I got suspended for a week at first," I told her. "But then
they changed it to three days."

"Really?" Jody smiled. "So you're gonna go to school...What? Thursday?"

"Yeah," I agreed. "But I gotta do the NIS thing next week too, so...I
don't know."

"You're going to do it?" Kurt asked me with a grin. "Get all naked and
everything?"

"Yep!" I rolled my eyes. "I still don't know why though. The whole
thing seems pretty stupid."

"It's fun," Shelly said, pulling her blonde hair back as she nodded.
"You'll have a good time."

"How do you know?" Jody wondered and we were all looking at her.

"I got naked before," she smiled. "It was only for three days though."

"In school? I asked her.

"No," she shook her head. "At work. They had a Team-Skills Workshop
about four months ago. First thing, we all had to get naked and
introduce ourselves."

"Naked at Microsoft?" Kurt laughed. "Man! How do I get a job there?"

"Passing fifth grade would help," Shelly grinned at him. 

"I passed fifth grade!" Kurt frowned. "Sixth grade was a bitch
though!"

"Hey! They got pictures!" Jody laughed and spread the newspaper out.
"There's that Gwen chick! Fuck! She's like impossible!"

"Impossible?" I giggled.

"Well, improbable maybe," Jody shrugged. "Figures she'd be in here...
With her boyfriend! Hey! Where's his dick?"

"They censored Jeremy's dick?" I looked over her shoulder. "Looks like
they cut it off!"

"Nobody better censor my dick!" Kurt looked down.

"He's pretty cute," Shelly said, tapping the paper. "What's his name?"

"Josh," I said, kinda frowning and it was a black and white picture of
him sitting at his desk, but I couldn't tell which class it was.

"That's the guy you like to hang around with, right?" Jody asked me
and I shrugged.

"Yeah," I agreed. "He didn't tell me he was in the newspaper though."

Jody read some more of the article, but it was pretty boring. Just a
lot of talk about how the program worked, or how it was supposed to
anyway. The newspaper explained about how some people thought it was a
good idea and other people weren't so sure. There was a picture of
some protestors, a bunch of women mostly. They were holding signs and
standing outside the school district office. One of the signs said,
"NIS: Not In Seattle!" and I rolled my eyes and Jody giggled.

"Hey! Anybody home?" The door opened and some guy walked through it
with a grin, like he lived there or something, and I reached down to
make sure my towel was still wrapped nice and tight around my waist.

"Great," Jody sighed and gave me a look, but I wasn't sure what that
meant and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Hey, uh...Ricky," Kurt said and Shelly was rolling her eyes, leaning
over the table on one elbow and picking black olives off the pizza.

"I brought beer!" Ricky said, holding up a plastic bag and closing the
door behind him. 

"I told you not to come over!" Jody shook her head. "Go away!"

"Awww, baby! Come on, we'll talk about it," he said, putting the beer
on the table. "Hi. Wassup? I'm Rick."

"Uh...Hi," I replied sorta nervously, unsure of what was going on, but
the mood had suddenly changed.

Rick looked like he was twenty years old, or twenty-one maybe, since
he'd bought some beer. His hair was long and black, straight too and
he had a nice face, except he needed a shave. He looked sorta like
Keanu Reeves actually. You know, in that old Bill and Ted movie? Not
in the Matrix though, that woulda been too cool. 

"Get off me!" Jody pushed him when Rick tried to give her a hug and a
kiss and then I finally figured out that this was her boyfriend. That
made me pretty nervous and I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do, or
if I was even supposed to do anything.

"Jodes! I missed you. What's the matter?" Rick frowned and he didn't
want to let her go.

"Chill out, dude," Kurt said around a mouthful of pizza.

"Let her go, Rick," Shelly told him, sounding kind of bored. Like
she'd had to deal with this before or something. "Have a beer or
something."

"What's going on?" the man frowned. "What did I do?"

"I told you," Jody stepped back, sorta pressing her back against me
and she took my right hand, pulling my arm around her tummy. "I got a
girlfriend now. I don't wanna see you anymore."

"Her?" Rick stared at me and blinked at him, but I didn't look away or
anything. I put my other arm around Jody too. It wasn't like I was
going to fight the guy or anything, but I didn't figure he'd hit a
girl either. At least, I hoped he wouldn't. It was kinda freaking me
out.

"She's my girlfriend," Jody repeated in a reasonable voice. "So just
leave me alone, okay?"

"But..." he looked like he didn't know if he should smile or frown or
what.

"It's over, Rick." Jody continued. "Go stalk somebody else for
awhile."

"Fuck!" he snorted. "I thought you were kidding!"

"No swearing, man," Kurt grinned at me. "Samantha don't like it."

"What?" the guy asked, glancing at Kurt. "Jody! You know I love you.
Let's get out of here. We'll go back to my place and talk about it."

"I ain't gonna fuck you anymore," Jody shook her head. "Just let it
go, alright? Come on, Sam," she said to me. "Let's go to my room."

"Okay," I agreed quietly and all I wanted to do was get away from the
kitchen and that Rick character. He looked pretty unhappy.

"Jody! I'm sorry, okay?" he pleaded gently. "Whatever I did, I'm
sorry. Don't be mad. Come here..."

He wanted to hug her again or something, but Kurt had stepped forward,
so he was between Rick and us and he wasn't going to let it happen.

"You oughta take off, Rick," Shelly said with a shrug as Jody and me
left the kitchen. "She just doesn't like dicks."

"You wanna watch some porn, dude?" Kurt wondered. "Take your mind off
it."

"Fuck you, Jody!" Rick gave her the finger. "Dyke bitch! You tell her
you sucked my dick for dinner? Cunt!"

"Get out of here!" Shelly yelled and Kurt was saying something and by
then we were in Jody's bedroom anyway and she slammed the door behind
us and locked it.

"Sorry," Jody shrugged with an apologetic smile. "Rick's okay mostly,
but he's an asshole when he gets mad."

"Yeah," I shrugged, not knowing what else to say as I flopped down on
her bed. 

"I told him this afternoon," Jody explained, getting on the bed next
to me, lying sideways with her head on my tummy. "After I dropped you
off? I went to his place."

"Okay," I reached for her shaggy auburn hair and played with it. 

"I told him I had a girlfriend and everything. At first he thought I
meant like we'd have a threesome or something."

"Oh yeah?" I giggled and Jody was smiling up at the ceiling.

"He's so stupid," she sighed. "You know what his job is?"

"Uh...No."

"He's a street artist," Jody giggled. "He paints graffiti on walls and
stuff."

"He gets paid for that?"

"Sometimes. I don't know. He's pretty good at it, but mostly it's
just, uh...Vandalism? Yeah, vandalism. He got arrested like six times
for it."

"That's pretty weird."

"Yeah. He painted my picture on a train before," Jody laughed. "On a
boxcar, like when we first hooked up."

"Really?" I giggled and that sounded kinda cool, actually.

"Yeah," she sighed. "Stupid Rick. Now my face is all over the country
or something. He put my name on it too, so everybody knows who I am."

"That's kinda cool though."

"Kinda," she shrugged. "I don't care."

"I wish I could do something like that," I said softly, kind of tying
Jody's hair in a short braid. "For you, I mean. You know. Something
special."

"You are!" Jody turned her face to look at me. "You're special, Sam."

"Yeah, but..." I smiled and looked down because she was so serious when
she said that.

"Guys like Rick? They gotta do stuff like that," she said with a happy
sigh. "But you don't. You're special all by yourself."

"Yeah?" I bit my lip, feeling my heart just aching for her.

"Yeah," Jody nodded and her left hand was touching my right foot,
sorta playing with my bare toes.

"I love you," I told her.

"Me too. I love you too," she said and then giggled. "I sucked his
dick."

"What?" I laughed because I didn't expect her to say that.

"When I broke up with him," Jody said. "I thought it would make it
easier, you know? That's what he was talking about."

"Oh," I shrugged. I didn't really want to know about that stuff.

"I just wanted to tell you cause..." she shrugged, "...I don't want you to
get mad or anything."

"I'm not mad."

"I won't do it again," Jody promised me. "I told him it was the last
time."

"He sounded pretty mad though."

"He'll get over it. I had a lot of boyfriends. They always get pissed
off, but as soon as they find another girl? They don't care. He won't
even remember my name a month from now."

"Josh wants to be my boyfriend," I sighed. "He kissed me tonight."

"Yeah?" Jody looked at me. "Did you kiss him back?"

"No," I shook my head and looked into Jody's eyes. "I don't want to
kiss anybody else."

"Except me?" she giggled and I nodded.

"I just don't want you to get mad or anything, cause, um..."

"I know."

"I don't know. He might say something or do something at school and..."

"You want me to beat him up?"

"No!" I laughed, knowing she was kidding with me. "He's still my
friend, okay? I mean, I love you but, he's like my best friend, so..."

"Your best friend?"

"Yeah," I nodded and I was thinking how Jody had told me I was her
best friend now. "I can have two, right?"

"Yeah," Jody shrugged. "I'm not mad. He's your friend, so..."

"Yeah."

"Just, um...If you ever, you know, like him and want to dump me or..."

"What? Shut-up!" I frowned at her. "I'm not gonna dump you."

"...I'm just saying..."

"I know what you're saying," I giggled. "So just shut-up about it."

"...Cause if you want to break up or something...

"Stop!" I put my hand over her mouth and then we were moving and Jody
was making muffled noises and I was giggling and then...I was just
kissing her.

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"Do you know what time it is?" Mom asked me from the hallway. She was
wrapped in a sheet and must have gotten out of bed when she'd heard me
opening the door.

"Um...Eleven-twenty," I said, glancing at the clock. "I was with Jody."

"What am I supposed to do with you?" she asked and Mom was kinda mad.

"I don't know," I shrugged, dropping my back pack on the floor and
kicking off my shoes. At least she wasn't yelling.

"You were supposed to stay at Josh's house. You're not allowed to go
out like that. What's the matter with you?"

"I was looking for you," I said. "So I came home."

The accusation in my voice was pretty clear, I thought, and Mom
frowned. Well, she was already frowning, but she frowned even more and
glanced over her shoulder. Not a lot, but enough, like a reflex thing,
you know?

"He's still here, isn't he?" I asked her. "That's why I left, Monica.
I didn't want to listen to you breaking up with Josh's dad all night."

"We'll talk about it in the morning," Mom decided and she knew she was
just as wrong as I was. 

I wasn't supposed to be out that late at night, but she'd promised me
that it was over with Mr. Evans. I didn't care though, or I didn't
want to care anyway. If my mom didn't care and he didn't care, and
especially if Josh didn't care...Screw it! He was just another guy
paying our bills. I was just going to give Mom a hard time so she
wouldn't get on me for being with Jody. 

After I took a shower and brushed my teeth and everything, they were
fucking again. I thought my mom was trying to be quiet, but it wasn't
like the walls were soundproof or anything. By the time I'd put on
some clean boxers and a t-shirt to sleep in, she was pretty loud.

"Oh yeah! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Uh-huh! Uh Uh Uhhhh huh!"

"Monica! You bitch! Fuck!" 

They were both noisy and I guess Josh's dad really was good at sex. I
mean, they were having a lot of it and it sounded good. Sometimes,
with some guys, Mom sorta moaned and stuff, but everytime Mr. Evans
fucked her, she really went off. Probably that's why she wasn't
breaking up with him. My mom loved sex. I'd never really understood
that before, but now I did. I'd had sex with Jody for like two hours
at her place. We'd done that sixty-nine thing for a long time, kinda
taking turns with our cums. Like I came twice for sure, maybe three
times, except the one in the middle was sorta small. 

Anyway, I wasn't gonna listen to that all night! My bed was right up
against the wall between Mom's bedroom and mine, you know? So I
grabbed my blanket and a pillow. I looked at my teddy bear too, the
one Angie had given me, and I grabbed him. I was thinking about Angie
a lot after the thing with Jody and Rick. I'd have to break up with
her and I didn't really want to. I mean, I didn't want to hurt her
feelings, you know? I liked Angie a lot. I kinda loved her, but after
being with Jody, I knew what real love felt like. 

I didn't know what to do and I fell asleep on the sofa holding that
teddy bear and wishing I'd met Jody before I'd met Angie.

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"What are you doing?" Mom asked, scratching her bed head and
stretching in her sleepy-T. It was early for her, being quarter to
noon like it was.

"Homework," I said vapidly, glancing up and then going back down to
writing the definition for Vapid. I was positive I'd have a use for
that some day. Stupid English class.

"Oh."

"The teachers gave Josh a list for me," I sighed. "Where's Josh's
dad?"

"Don't start," she warned me. "I need coffee first. And where were you
last night?"

"Jody's house, remember?"

"I don't remember giving you permission to come home at midnight," Mom
said digging through the cupboards. "What are we going to do about
that?"

"I'm sorry, Monica." I sighed, flipping through my dictionary looking
for the word Feign. "I promise, I won't do it again."

"Oh. I know you won't do it again," she said. "Because if you do, I'll
ground you for a month."

"I know."

"I'm serious, Sam."

"I know! Alright? I won't do it again."

"Okay." 

Mom crossed her arms under her breasts, leaning against the counter
while she waited for the coffee maker to do its thing.

"I want to meet her too."

"Who? Jody?"

"Uh-huh," she agreed. "Before you go to her house again."

"She lives in a trailer."

"Whatever," Mom didn't smile. "You know the rules. I want to meet your
friends."

"I never had enough friends for that rule, Monica."

"Well, now you do," she shrugged and Mom actually did smile then.

Despite me coming in way past my curfew, she was happy that I was
making friends. Except Angie and Jody were my girlfriends, but maybe
she was happy about that as well. She hadn't been overly concerned the
day before when I'd told her about losing my virginity! Probably she
just wished I'd given it to Josh's dick instead of Jody's finger and
that made me frown.

"What?" Mom narrowed her eyes.

"Nothing," I said and then changed my mind, putting my pen down and
looking at her. "Josh told me he loves me."

"When? Last night?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "He tried to kiss me and said he wanted to, um...Do
stuff with me."

"You mean have sex?"

"I don't know. He just said he wanted to do stuff, so..."

"So he wants sex," Mom laughed lightly and I gave her another frown.
"Relax, Sam. He's a boy."

"He's my best friend."

"What did you say?"

"I left, remember? I came home and there you were..." I rolled my eyes,
"...and I called Jody to come get me."

"I see," Mom nodded.

"I don't know if he still likes me or not."

"Oh, I'm sure he does," Mom said and she was reaching for her coffee
cup. It said "World's Best Monica!" on it and I'd given it to her last
Mother's Day. There was a place at the mall that made stuff like that
and Josh had thought I was crazy, but I knew she'd like it.

"He knows about you and his dad too."

"He does?"

"He said he didn't care."

"You think he really does?" Mom asked me, kinda missing my point.

"No," I shook my head. "He thinks it's cool probably. It just made me
mad."

"About his step-mom, you mean." Mom sipped her coffee. "Well, that's
up to him."

"Did you even try to break up with the guy?"

"We talked about it."

"Yeah," I sighed, trying to sound sarcastic. "I bet."

"His wife's coming back in a couple days," Mom shrugged. "It'll be
over by then."

"It'll be over?" I laughed. "Do you even like him? I mean, you just
make it sound like...It's nothing."

"I don't love him, Sam."

"I just don't get it," I closed my books. "I'm gonna go lay down or
something."

"I'll make some breakfast," Mom offered. "Do you want some eggs?"

"We're out of eggs. It's lunchtime anyway."

"Okay, I'll make something else. Don't be mad."

"I'm not," I told her. "I don't care, okay? That's what you want,
right? That's what everybody wants. So...I don't care anymore."

My mom treated sex like it was a television show. I guessed that made
me like a commercial or something. Maybe sex was like really fun. I
mean, I knew it was, but I didn't want to have sex with anybody but
Jody. I loved her. I didn't even want to do it with Angie anymore, you
know? I liked her, but I didn't want to have sex with her again. What
was the point if you didn't love the other person?

That made me think about Jody. She'd had sex with a bunch of guys she
didn't love. I didn't know how many and I didn't want to know, but I
knew it had been more than a couple. She'd sucked that Rick guy's dick
just to make him feel better when she broke up with him! It didn't
make me mad or anything, but it bothered me. Like that Naked in School
thing. They expected me to have sex? Explore my sexuality with other
kids or whatever? I wasn't gonna do that! Ms. Owens and Dr. Chase were
all happy about it, like it's perfectly normal to do it with anybody
you want to.

Maybe it is normal. Maybe I was the one who was weird. I coulda had
sex with Josh. Even if I didn't really want to, and I didn't, I still
could have done it. He wanted to and I could have pretended or
whatever, just to make him happy. But that would be totally lying too.
I wondered if that would have bothered him. Like if I told him he
could do it, but he knew I didn't like it...Would he have changed his
mind? I wanted to think he would, but mostly I thought he wouldn't
care. He'd just fuck me and be happy about it and not even know
anything was wrong.

Like Rick. They were all the same. Like Mr. Evans. Boys didn't care
about anything else. And like my mom. Maybe. Except she knew she
didn't care about them either. Like Jody too. She hadn't liked having
sex with her boyfriends, but now she liked having sex with me. Because
she loved me. Maybe? Yeah. That's what I was thinking, what I was
hoping. Like she didn't do it just for her, Jody did it for me as
well. That made her different, I thought. It made her better than Josh
for sure. Better than my mom even.

Jody loved me.

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I decided I'd rake the yard. Mrs. Whiting hadn't said anything, but it
was kind of nice outside and I didn't have anything better to do. It
was Tuesday and everybody was at school and soap operas suck. I didn't
feel like talking to my mom anymore. We'd just say the same things
over and over probably. I didn't understand her and she didn't
understand me, so being outside and alone and just raking was kind of
nice.

"Hey, Sam."

I looked up to see Josh standing there on the sidewalk and so I
figured it must have been about four o'clock. I was about done raking
and the sun was going down.

"Hi," I stopped for a second and smiled at him, just so he'd know I
wasn't mad or anything. I wasn't totally happy or anything, not even
close, but wanted to be. You know, someday.

"Seahawks lost last night."

"Figures," I shrugged. "I hate the Packers."

"Me too."

"What was the score?"

"Twenty-four to twenty. They almost got a touchdown at the end, but..."

"Yeah. Stupid Seahawks," I frowned. "Hey. I saw your picture in the
newspaper."

"You did?"

"Yeah," I grinned. "You were sitting down. Gwen was in it too, but I
didn't see Penny though."

"I was in history class," he nodded. "It was pretty weird. They asked
me a bunch of questions."

"Yeah? Like what?"

"If I liked it, or if I was scared or whatever. Stuff like that."

"Yeah."

"Are you, um...still mad?"

"No."

"I'm sorry about last night, Sam."

"It's okay," I shrugged. "Just forget it."

"I meant it though."

"I said forget it, Josh! I don't wanna know."

"Sorry," he frowned and looked at his feet.

"Hi, Sammy!" Angela was walking towards us in her white nursing outfit
and I'd been kind of waiting for her.

I mean, that was sort of another reason why I was raking, because I
knew she'd walk by after the bus dropped her off from college. I
didn't really know what to say. I didn't even want to talk to her,
truthfully, but I knew I had to. If I was really her friend, I
wouldn't let it go and keep lying to her, and I did want to be friends
with her. I was just scared that she'd hate me, you know?

"Hi Angie," I smiled and I could tell she wanted to say something,
like tell me she missed me and stuff, but Josh was there so she
didn't. 

"Hi," she said to Josh, pulling her golden hair out of her big, blue
eyes. Not for him though, I knew that. She was kinda posing for me and
Angie was still beautiful.

"Um, Angie, this is my best friend, Josh," I said, making
introductions like I had to. "Angie is the girl next door."

"Yeah," Angie giggled at that and I didn't know why at first.

"Hi," Josh said. "Yeah. I saw you before sometimes."

"Hey, I'm going to make some tea," Angie said, looking at me. "You
want to come over and have some?"

"Um..." I smiled, but I was kinda looking at Josh.

"I got bagels too," she grinned at me.

"I better get home," Josh said. He didn't know what was going on and I
didn't think he was suspicious or anything, but maybe he was.

"Okay," I said to him. "I'll call you later or something."

"Yeah," Josh nodded and he smiled at Angie. She sorta waved at him.

We watched as he crossed the street and went around the corner towards
his house, which was only three blocks away. 

"So?" Angie smiled at me, kinda twisting on her hips like a little
girl and it was cute. "Are ya gonna come over and keep me company?"

"Yeah," I swallowed hard, wondering for the millionth time why I'd had
to meet Angie and Jody at the same time. 

I probably could have loved Angie. I mean, I did sorta, but not like
with Jody. Angie was older than me, she wasn't even in high school,
you know? She was fun to talk to and super nice and I knew she liked
me a lot, but it was different being with her. She wanted me to be her
boyfriend too and that should have been perfect, except I liked the
way Jody wanted me to be a girl, you know? I was a girl, I knew that,
but I'd never wanted to be one before. Not until I'd met Jody and I
don't know...I liked it. Not all the time or whatever, but with Jody it
was like I never had to pretend anything! 

With Angie...I was still trying to be someone else.

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"We have to wait for the water to boil," Angie said with a smile.
"Take off your coat. It's okay, Tricia and Janelle won't be home for
another hour or so."

"Yeah, um...Okay," I nodded, kinda standing there and playing with the
zipper of my coat like I couldn't decide what I was gonna do.

"I'm going to go upstairs and change," she told me. "When it whistles,
just turn it off. Okay? I'll be right back."

I started thinking I should have just written Angie a letter, but that
would be real stupid. She was going to hate me. I would if I was her.
If I loved some girl and she said she loved me back, but then changed
her mind like the next day? You're not supposed to change your mind
about a thing like that. It's not in your head anyway, it's gotta be
in your heart. I'd thought it was in mine when I'd said it to Angie,
but I'd been wrong. 

I didn't really say it to her though, did I? That was the problem; I
couldn't really remember. I remember how I'd felt with her. Warm and
safe, and loved too, yeah. I'd felt that. I'd tried to give it back
and even if I hadn't really said it, I'd thought it. Angie would know
that much and that was why this was so hard. She didn't deserve to be
unhappy. I felt so guilty I almost left. I shoulda left, but I didn't.
I knew I had to stay.

"Did it whistle yet?" Angie asked, still smiling and looking really
nice in a pink sweater and loose, blue skirt. She looked clean and
fresh and innocent, you know?

"Not yet," I said, really wishing I hadn't taken off my coat.

"It's almost boiling," she nodded, stepping close and I knew she
wanted a hug and a kiss.

"Um, Angie...Can we just kinda...Talk for a minute?" I asked softly,
feeling my mouth dry like a desert and I had to lick my lips, but my
tongue was dry too.

"Sure," she said, narrowing her eyes a little and her hands were on my
shoulders. She was so much taller than me and I had to look up to see
her face. It made me feel like a little kid.

"I don't know...Uhhh...See, I sorta..." I frowned and then the kettle was
whistling.

"Oh. Hold on a second," Angie reached behind me, getting even closer
as she turned off the gas.

Her body was against mine and I could smell the strawberry baby powder
on her skin. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I opened
them again.

"Angie..."

"Yeah?" she took a deep breath and sucked on her bottom lip. She knew
something was wrong.

"I have a girlfriend," I said, barely able to get the words out and my
heart was dying, beating weakly in my breast. "I'm sorry."

"You do?" Angela blinked at me and moved back, not very far, not at
first, but she did. And then she let me go and took a step backwards,
nodding her head.

"I'm sorry," I told her again.

"Yeah. Okay," she swallowed hard. "Who is she?"

"A girl from school," I looked up to see her face, pale and smooth and
pink at the cheeks. Angie's eyes were so blue, like a June sky when
the whole summer is just waiting to happen all at once.

"That's...good then," she cleared her throat and looked away from me.
"You should have a girlfriend your own age, right?"

"Her name is Jody."

"I'm, uh...I'm going to make tea. I forgot," Angie tried to laugh.
"Sorry."

"Do you want your teddy bear back?" I asked her, thinking I should
have brought it with me.

"No." Angie stood with her back to me for a few seconds and then she
turned around. "No. He's yours, Sam. It's okay."

"I still like you," I whispered. "I couldn't, um...I didn't want to lie
or anything."

"I still like you too," she smiled at me, but I couldn't smile back. I
felt dirty and ashamed of myself. "We're still friends. Right?" she
asked. "We were friends before, so..."

"Yeah."

"...we can go back," she nodded blinking her eyes at me.

"I'm sorry."

"I know."

She watched me get my coat and I went outside through the kitchen door
and then I started crying.

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"Sam? Is that you?" Mom called out from her bedroom.

"Yeah," I said, wiping at my eyes and going to my bed.

"I'm running late," she said. "You're going to have to make your own
dinner."

"I know."

He was waiting for me on my pillow and I picked up my teddy bear. The
one Angie had given me. The one I'd named Josh. I looked at the card
and almost ripped it off. It hurt all over again when I read the
words. I felt sick. My tummy ached and my eyes were wet. I'd sat
outside for twenty minutes, waiting for the crying to stop before I
came in the house. I almost ripped that card from around his neck, but
I didn't, and a few minutes later, after the hurting had almost gone
away, I was glad.

It wasn't the bear's fault. It wasn't anybody's fault, except mine
maybe.

I was glad Angie let me keep him too. I wasn't ever going to let him
go. I put the bear on my dresser, leaning against the mirror, and I
picked up my dad's picture. It was still face down from when I'd been
mad at him. I fixed the frame between the bear's short brown legs, so
he was there smiling at me, and I fixed the bear's arms so it was like
Josh was hugging him. And I wrapped myself up in my army coat, like my
dad was hugging me, and I looked at them on my dresser until it got
too dark to see them anymore, but I was already sleeping anyway.



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