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Title: Pookie | Melissa's Secrets (Chapter 44)
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Melissa’s Secrets
By Pookie


Chapter 44


Jennifer and I took our time checking out clothes in a few 
stores. We goofed around a good bit too. The most fun was going 
back into the dressing rooms. The stores didn’t like more than 
one person in a room at a time, but we always ended up in one 
together.

Jennifer didn’t care that I was on my period either. Surprising 
me, she leaned down and licked my clit several different times. 
Thinking about it though, I was wearing a tampon. Just because 
part of my amusement park was under monthly maintenance, it 
didn’t mean the whole park had to be closed down. I always made 
sure to keep the rest of the playground area nice and fresh for 
invited visitors.

I hoped maybe Peter would realize that, too, over the next few 
days. Earlier Bradley hadn’t had any problems fucking me while I 
was bleeding. So I thought Peter shouldn’t either.

We spent most of our time making out in front of the mirrors. It 
was fun watching myself as I held her to me with our breasts 
pressed together, or when I used my hands to play with her boobs, 
pinching and pulling on her nipples. I thought I looked really 
hot the way I sucked her. I couldn’t wait to see the video Mom 
had taken of us on Monday.

After a while we went to the store I had told Jennifer about. It 
was a smaller boutique that had recently opened. I was always 
curious about smaller places and some of the things they might 
have that a larger or chain store might not carry. This place had 
some interesting tops for teen girls I hadn’t seen before. They 
were on sale for a decent price too.

An older sales lady greeted us and pointed out many of the things 
she thought we would be interested in. She mentioned the sale 
they had going on. After that, she said to let her know if we 
needed any assistance.

We were both pretty turned on from our previous trips to the 
dressing rooms. We had not dared to bring each other off, afraid 
we might get a little too noisy.

Being a Thursday afternoon there were hardly any people in the 
boutique. Jennifer became a little frisky with me, taking a top 
from one of the racks and getting me to hold it against myself to 
see how it looked. Each time I held a top against me, she would 
cup my tits over the top saying she wanted to see how it would 
look while wearing it, which made no sense with me already 
wearing a top. But, she got to feel me up. So, I did the same 
with her!

I kept glancing over at the sales lady. She appeared to be the 
only employee in the store. Our eyes met once, but otherwise she 
was staying near the checkout desk.

We did finally pick some tops to try on. I also got Jennifer to 
pick out a couple of short skirts. The lady, Kathy by her name 
tag, pointed out the dressing rooms to us. There were three 
rooms, and they all appeared vacant. A sign indicated only one 
person per room, but we sneaked into one together when the sales 
lady wasn’t looking in our direction.

The dressing room was pretty roomy so that two people easily fit 
in there. I figured they wanted to preclude any hanky-panky, 
which might be at least part of the reason for the sign. The 
store was one of those modern sparse design ones, so they had 
thick curtains rather than doors to the dressing rooms. One side 
had a full length mirror.

We took our tops off and tried on the ones we had picked out. We 
were kissing and feeling each other up and giggled the whole 
time. I even got Jennifer to take off her bra to see how the tops 
would look if she didn’t wear one.

“My mom would never let me go without a bra, Mel,” she whispered.

“You could take it off after you left your house. Your mom would 
never know.” I chuckled, thinking back to what her mother had 
worn at the Walcotts’ earlier. If Jennifer only knew!

She grinned. “You’re bad, Melissa Livingston.”

Jennifer took her shorts off to try on the skirts. “Wait, sit 
down,” I urged her with a devious smile.

“Mel, what are you going to do? Jennifer looked at me alarmed.

“Relax, chica. There’s only one sales lady here and she is busy.”

I knelt in front of Jennifer and pushed her panties to the side. 
I planted a quick kiss on her pussy.

“Mel, this is crazy. We’re gonna get caught and it’s gonna be all 
over school. Our parents will ground us for life!”

But she moved her knees further apart to let me have more room to 
work on her sweet pussy. I licked through her slit and watched 
her jerk.

“Mel, don’t ...” she weakly protested and closed her eyes. Her 
hands were in my hair pulling my head closer to her cunt though.

I sucked gently on her clit.

Her breathing quickened. “Mmm, yesss, that feels good. Yeah, 
right there,” she whispered.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw the curtain move slightly. The 
sales lady peeked in on us. Oh shit! We were totally busted!

I was just gonna stop and get up, but then I saw her smiling at 
me and winking with her eyes. I gave her a questioning look. She 
sorta nodded downward, like she wanted me to keep my face at 
Jennifer’s pussy. I swiped through Jennifer’s slit with my 
tongue, keeping an eye on the lady as well. She nodded 
approvingly and wiggled her tongue across her upper lip.

What the fuck? Did she want to watch? I sucked on Jennifer’s clit 
again and reached up to push the top off her breasts.

I glanced at the lady again, and again she nodded with her eyes 
wide. Jennifer still had her eyes closed. She was so close to 
cumming. But even if she had opened her eyes, I doubted that she 
could have seen the lady. Jennifer would have had to turn around 
or glance to her side into the mirror.

I went to work on Jennifer’s pussy, licking between her lips, 
sucking them into my mouth and pulling them out for the lady to 
see. She watched intently. I wondered if she had a hand under her 
skirt rubbing herself. That thought inspired me to slip a finger 
inside Jennifer’s wet hole, working it like I did my own. The 
sales lady’s face scrunched up like she was seriously getting off 
on what she was watching, and likely doing with her own pussy.

I realized that we were spending a good bit of time fooling 
around. The lady didn’t seem to ever look back into the store to 
see if someone else was around. I decided to speed things along 
to avoid what could be a very embarrassing discovery by another 
shopper or even a manager. So I quickly licked and sucked on 
Jennifer’s clit to bring her off, using my finger in just the 
right spots.

Jennifer cupped her mouth to keep quiet, but her hips bucked 
wildly as she came. Finally she whispered, “Stop Mel, please, 
it’s too much.” She pushed my head away.

The curtain moved again as the sales lady went away.

“I think we better go,” I said. I wiped my face with a Kleenex 
and grinned at Jennifer. We straightened our clothes and decided 
which tops to buy. Jennifer never tried one of the skirts. I 
wasn’t about to push our luck.

We went to the cash register to pay. The sales lady was expecting 
us.

“Did you find something you liked?” she asked.

We handed her the ones we wanted to buy.

“I’m adding one of these nice T-shirts to each of your 
purchases,” the lady said with a smile as she put them in a bag. 
“I do hope you shop with us again.” She glanced toward the 
entrance before adding, “And thanks for the show, girls.”

My eyes bugged out when she said that in front of Jennifer. I 
quickly replied, “We will, and thank you.” I hurriedly pulled a 
blushing Jennifer away and out of the store.

“What show? Did she watch us?!” Jennifer asked alarmed.

“Yeah, but don’t freak out on me,” I softly but urgently replied. 
“She has more to lose than us. She was the one spying on 
customers in a dressing room.”

“Oh, my Gawd,” Jennifer cupped her mouth with her hand. But then 
she grinned. “Melissa Livingston, you’re gonna get me in real 
trouble!” She hugged me. “That was fun, though.”

“She was getting herself off while watching,” I said, grinning 
slyly.

“Gawd, Mel! I can’t believe that actually happened! She really 
got off on watching us?”

“Sure. If she isn’t into girls herself, she definitely likes 
watching them,” I stated. I leaned a little closer, and more 
quietly added, “The way she licked her lips while I was going 
down on you probably means she wished it was her between your 
legs.”

“So you think she is a lesbian?”

“That, or either bisexual like me. See, chica? There are more of 
us out there. I bet she’s seen stuff like that before, too.”

She got kinda pensive. “Yeah, maybe, but I don’t think I’m ready 
to let the world know that I’m into girls only.”

“We ought to go back and get her to help you try the skirts on,” 
I teasingly suggested.

“Jesus, Mel. She’s old enough to be our mother!”

“So?” I flippantly replied.

“There’s no way that lady would do anything with us.”

“She might not start anything, but if we started something with 
her ...” I said and left it hanging.

“Would you? Seriously?” she asked, dubiously.

“Why not? She’s nice looking. Plus, I bet we could score a 
shitload of free stuff!”

She looked rather bewildered. “Mel, we’re teenagers!”

“So?”

“You’re serious!”

“As a heart attack.”

“Have you ever ...?”

I couldn’t lie to her. “Yes,” I whispered. “I can’t tell you who 
though, at least not now.”

“Holy shit,” she softly murmured. “When will you tell me?”

“Soon, maybe.”

We started walking slowly.

“How was it?” Jennifer sorta blurted out.

“A lot of fun. Older women have a lot of experience.”

I glanced at her face. She was still dazed from my admission.

We went into a few more stores but didn’t fool around again. 
Jennifer was still rather nervous about getting caught, even if 
the sales lady who had caught us had just wanted to watch.

I realized though, it had been incredibly stupid to do what we 
had done. It could have really hurt Jennifer and me if the lady 
had screamed bloody murder, called security and turned us in to 
our parents. It probably would have been all over our school, 
too, making our lives miserable. I so needed to get my brain 
working again when around Jennifer.

We bought a few more things. It wasn’t an official mall visit 
without having some receipts to prove we had been there.

We were looking at the Victoria’s Secret store windows.

“Want to try some things on in there?” I sorta teased. Jennifer 
still looked rather bewildered.

“Maybe,” she said, and then started giggling.

“See that sales lady?” I asked, looking at a seriously sexy lady 
probably in her mid-twenties. “I bet she would be fun in a 
dressing room.”

We were both giggling when we were rudely interrupted.

“Hey, look at the carpet munchers,” a guy behind us with a 
familiar voice loudly said. “Picking out something to take off 
for each other?”

We both quickly turned around to find Barry Norris, a guy we had 
gone to school with, standing there with a few of his friends.

Actually, there really were a few things in the window that I 
would love to take off for Jennifer sometime, as well as Peter. 
And a few I would love to watch her take off for me. However, I 
was certain Barry had no knowledge about me and Jennifer being 
into girls. He was obviously pissed about something though.

I replied, “That’s it? Two girls that you have absolutely no 
chance of scoring with because you’re an idiot are ‘carpet 
munchers’? That’s your insult?”

Jennifer and I stepped away from the store window and faced Barry 
and two of his friends.

“Suck my cock, bitch,” he replied to me, grabbing his crotch. 
“That’s all slutty cheerleaders are good for anyways.”

Gawd, I hated cheerleader stereotypes. I might be a slut, but he 
didn’t know that. Why Barry even cared enough about me or 
Jennifer to make a loud scene in the middle of the mall was a 
mystery to me. He and his friends were a grade ahead of us. I 
didn’t know of anything I had done that would have pissed him off 
enough to confront me in public.

“Keep grabbing down there and you just might find it,” I shot 
back. “Better yet, put a ribbon around it and you might keep up 
with it ... if you can tie one around something that small,” I 
added, squinting my eyes while looking at his crotch.

Flustered, he shot back, “You're just bitchy because your tampon 
is stuck up your cunt too far.”

“Further than you’ll ever be able to reach,” I countered while 
cocking my head and looking more intently between his legs. His 
friends snickered at that one, pissing him off even more.

Jennifer was standing beside me, but kept her mouth shut. I was 
glad she did because I didn’t want her to become a bigger target 
for Barry.

“You're a fail,” he said, “You and your cunt licking girlfriend.” 
Oh well, so much for the ‘not becoming a bigger target’ thingie. 
Jennifer didn’t seem flustered at all though.

“So was your dad's condom,” Jennifer replied, smirking. “You're 
the sperm your mother should’ve swallowed.”

Whoa, Jennifer! That one left a mark. Barry was getting a little 
more perturbed at us. I glanced at her with pride.

Barry’s friends slowly took a step away from him. They knew I was 
popular at school and that I could make life hell for them if I 
wanted. I was sure they knew I was Jamie’s sister, too. They 
wouldn’t want any part of my big brother when he was pissed off. 
I think they were just as surprised as I was at Barry though.

“Shock me, say something intelligent,” Barry finally blurted out 
at us.

“You know, if I really wanted to hear from an asshole, I’d just 
fart,” I said, glaring at him.

A couple of guys passing us stopped and snickered at that, 
including Barry’s friends.

“My middle finger gets a boner when I think of you,” he said, 
while giving us the finger.

“You hear that?” I asked him, pretending to hear something. 
“That's the sound of your balls not dropping.”

A few other teens walking close by stopped to watch us. We were 
attracting a bit of a crowd now. I didn’t give a fuck. I wasn’t 
gonna let this dumb shit get the best of me.

“You fell from the top of the slut tree, and banged every guy on 
the way down.”

“Maybe, but I missed your twig. It was an awfully small target 
though.”

“Yo mama is like a brick. She’s dirty, flat on both sides and she 
always gets laid by Mexicans.”

Gawd, this was getting mind-numbing. He was just running off at 
the mouth, but now adding in some bigoted shit.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Racist ‘yo mama’ jokes? Are you 
making a special effort at being a dumb ass today? Seriously, 
what the hell is your problem, dude?”

He sputtered for a moment, especially after two tough looking 
Latino dudes stepped close to him. I hadn’t noticed them before 
in the handful of people around us. They were easily a few years 
older than all of us. Barry was already getting embarrassed by 
two thirteen-year-old girls in front of his friends, strangers, 
and God ... and now was about to get his ass kicked. He wasn’t 
quite as cocky as before.

“Are you gonna cry now?” Jennifer jumped back into the fray. “Do 
you need a tissue?” My sexy lesbian friend had also picked up on 
Barry’s sudden change in confidence.

“Go fuck yourselves, you stupid stuck up bitches!”

“Oooooooo, burn!” I replied, sarcastically. “Look, Barry. You 
better save your breath. You’re gonna need it tonight to inflate 
your date.”

“Yeah, why don’t you go inflate your date, esse,” one of the 
Latino guys told him with a heavy accent. “You might even get 
lucky and catch yo mama during a break between Mexicans.” He and 
his friend had taken a step closer to Barry as well, almost 
standing between us.

Then both of them turned back in my direction and checked both me 
and Jennifer out. “Speaking of dates, mamasitas ...”

“Gracias, chicos, but we already have novios,” I said, trying to 
be cool with my crappy Spanish. And it was only half a lie about 
having boyfriends. They didn’t have to know Jennifer was only 
into mamasitas as well.

They stepped closer to us. “I’m Julio and this is Alejandro,” he 
replied. It was like they were some kind of dynamic duo. I also 
thought it was interesting that he had dropped the heavy accent. 
I guess he just wanted to be all gangsta-like for Barry’s 
benefit.

“Al,” Alejandro informed us. He wanted to be called Al. It was 
the only thing he said, the whole fucking time we were there! I 
guessed he was trying to be mysteriously cool or something.

Looking at Al, I liked what I saw. He certainly looked like he 
could handle himself. I figured the two of us would make a great 
pair if we ever hooked up. He was definitely tough and cocky, 
just like me ... when I wanted to be. And the cocky shit was 
cool, up to a point anyway. But the whole mysteriously quiet 
routine was just over the top. He was cute though. I gave him a 
break on style points because of that.

Julio added, “When you’re single again, maybe we can hook up with 
you ladies.”

Julio and Al were busy openly gawking at us and no longer paying 
attention to Barry. He and his two friends just stood there 
looking unsure about what to do. I guess he didn’t want to just 
leave and look bad because of it.

Jennifer had a sort of disgusted look. I felt flattered, but they 
were almost as rude as Barry.

I thought about Peter. Good boys were so rare, it seemed. Peter 
was a good boy, with a very bad boy hidden just beneath the 
surface. Not bad in a bad ass way, but he knew how to break the 
rules when it was fun. That was my type. I was glad Peter wasn’t 
there to see me checking out Julio and Al so closely though.

Apparently feeling left out, Barry finally turned away from us, 
telling his buddies loud enough for me and Jennifer to hear, 
“Let’s leave the lesbos alone so they can get back to licking 
each other.”

As they walked away, I shouted, “Remember, Dingle-Barry, Jesus 
loves you, but everyone else thinks you're an idiot!”

“Tell yo mama I said hi, but to stop calling me so much,” Julio 
yelled out to him.

“Don’t forget to buy some lube for your hands, Barry!” Jennifer 
shouted to him.

I turned to her. She was grinning. I smiled at her brashness. She 
could definitely be bad assed when she wanted.

Julio then said, “You’re both pretty tough for girls.”

For girls? What the fuck? He was losing points fast, but damn he 
looked like he was probably ripped under that shirt. The same 
seemed true with his amigo ‘Don’t Call Me Alejandro’. The thing 
was, I would so do him if I was single. He knew how to keep his 
mouth shut. And it might be fun screaming out the name Alejandro 
sometime. Just not around Peter though.

Julio added, “Just ask around for me if you want to do something 
sometime.”

I didn’t think so. It sucked that he was so freakin’ cute though! 
Maybe he would let me stuff my panties into his mouth while I 
hung out with him? I was glad Al kept quiet instead of blowing it 
like his friend was. I could almost see myself asking around for 
him. But only almost.

“Thanks, guys,” I said sweetly, before I began walking off with 
Jennifer. My butt was stinging from the holes their eyes were 
burning into it. Jennifer must have had her lesbianic yucky boy 
deflector shield up to protect her tight round butt. I envied 
that skill.

As we walked, I asked Jennifer the most obvious question.

“I wonder what Barry’s problem was? Is he pissed at you about 
something?”

“He asked me out on a date before the end of school. I don’t 
think he liked my answer.”

“What happened?”

“He was nice with the way he asked, and I nicely told him no. But 
he couldn’t leave it at that.”

“What did he say back?”

“He asked who I was interested in.”

“Oh shit. What did you tell him?”

“That it was none of his business. He then said it probably 
wasn’t even a guy I was interested in, just trying to be snotty. 
I told him I’d rather go out with a girl than with him.”

“No, you didn’t!”

“I was just taking a shot at him for being an asshole. Maybe it 
wasn’t the best thing to say,” she admitted.

“It’s cool. He was gonna be a dip shit with you from then on no 
matter what you would‘ve said. I’m sure he doesn’t actually think 
you’re into girls. It’s just his way of insulting you now.”

We kept walking. Shit, for a big stupid doofus, the guy wasn’t 
bad looking. He had hit on me a few times last year, but I wasn’t 
interested in him ... because of the whole big stupid doofus 
thingie. He actually was kinda cute, though, even if he was a 
dumb ass.

Jennifer was turning down too many boys, and pissing some of them 
off with how she did it. The looks she gave Julio and Al weren’t 
good either. They both were pretty hot, even if Julio was a jerk. 
All boys were jerks up to a point. Except Peter of course. 

This wasn’t going to end well for Jennifer unless something 
changed.


******


As we walked, I thought about Jennifer and her situation. She had 
turned down three boys already. Rumors were likely going to start 
when school was back in session if she turned down more boys. She 
was way too pretty not to be dating. She didn’t look like one of 
those girls whose parents made her dress plain and ordinary to 
minimize the effects of her hot body. She obviously wasn’t being 
locked in a tower when she wasn’t in school. So it was going to 
start looking odd that she wasn’t dating at least a little.

The only thing I could think of to solve Jennifer’s problem would 
be for her to have a boyfriend. But what could I do? She was a 
girl lover. A fake boyfriend would be perfect. But then how would 
we pull that off? He would have to know she was a lesbian. The 
only boys that I could think of as possibilities for a scam like 
that already had girlfriends.

We were walking by a novelty store that I knew had some naughty 
type cards and gifts, when Jennifer suddenly grabbed my hand and 
led me inside.

“Have you ever been in here?” Jennifer asked.

“One time with Mom earlier this year. She bought some kind of gag 
gift for a friend of hers. I didn’t get to really look around 
though.”

She leaned closer and said, “They’ve got some really wild stuff, 
too.”

We stopped and looked at different stuff as we were browsing. 
Most of it was just silly shit. They had some really naughty 
greeting cards. Some of them were funny as fuck. They even had 
some boyshort type panties with Batman, Wonder Woman, and 
Superman types of emblems on them. Their clothing was either sexy 
stuff or had cartoonish things on them, most of the time both.

Jennifer grabbed a hat with ‘Sexy Bitch’ written on it and put it 
on my head. At least it wasn’t the T-shirt that had ‘Pregnant & 
Bitchy’ on it.

I grabbed a cap with ‘White Girl Wasted’ on it. “You could’ve 
worn this last Saturday night,” I teased. Neither of us had been 
really wasted, but it might be cool if we did some time.

We wandered over to their jewelry. They had all kinds of shit.

Looking at the body jewelry, Jennifer asked, “Would you ever get 
your nipples pierced?”

I hadn’t really thought about something like that.

“I dunno. It seems like it would be painful getting them pierced, 
and then a pain trying to wear bras or tops with them in. What 
about you?”

“I think it would be fun, but I wouldn’t like going through it.”

“What about your clit?” I whispered.

“Are you serious?” she quietly asked. “You’d let someone stick 
you down there?”

“It might be kinda sexy. I doubt I would ever do it, though.”

“Even if I dared you?” she asked, looking at me deviously.

“Don’t,” I firmly told her, shaking my head. She smirked.

“I could pull on it with my teeth,” she giggled. I wasn’t sure 
how that might feel. She added, “You know you’d love it.” She 
reached down toward my crotch. I grabbed her wrist and looked at 
her like she was crazy. For someone afraid of being discovered, 
she sometimes took some daring chances. She did look seriously 
horny though. I made a mental note not to get this chica too 
wound up in public.

“What about getting your belly button pierced?” I suggested.

“That might be pretty cool, but we couldn’t do it without a 
parent.”

I wasn’t sure what Mom would think about that. My ears were 
pierced like hers, but she didn’t have any other piercings, or 
even a tattoo.

She then took my hand. “Follow me,” she said, leading me to 
another part of the store.

When we got closer to where she was headed, my eyes bugged out at 
what she obviously wanted to show me.

“They sell vibrators here?” I disbelievingly asked.

“Yeah!” she breathlessly whispered. Look at this one, she said, 
holding up what the box described as a G-spot vibrator. I had 
heard about the G-spot, but hadn’t thought much about finding my 
own.

It might be fun having a G-spot discovery party with Jennifer and 
Sarah. Maybe Sarah’s mom could put that one on and show us how to 
find ours. That would be a seriously wild way to get Jennifer 
involved with an adult!

We giggled at each other as we stared at the box, but we both 
knew the other would love to have one of these. It didn’t look 
like a real cock or anything. But it would be a nice alternative. 
Some of Mom’s had more of a realistic look to them. One I knew 
she had looked exactly like a cock.

I walked over to another section and busted out laughing. The 
shelf had several versions of blowup sex dolls. Barry could’ve 
had a date as cheap as twenty bucks!

I carried one of the boxes back over to Jennifer. “Barry would 
love this,” I giggled. “You could even use it!”

“Ha ha,” she replied with disgust. “I think I’d rather have 
this,” she said, holding up the G-spot vibrator again.

We both were startled when we heard some guys behind us 
snickering.

“Hi, Mel. Hi, Jennifer,” a familiar voice said. Oh, shit.

We quickly turned our heads, and at the same time put what we had 
on the table. It was Tony Burton and Rory Garner, two of Jamie’s 
friends. Tony was Jamie’s friend from the game room. I knew all 
three of them hung out a lot before Jamie and Sarah hooked up, 
especially at Tony’s house. They were both Jamie’s age.

“Hi Tony, Rory,” I sorta muttered in reply. Both Jennifer and my 
face turned a bright red.

“Aren’t you both still too young to be looking at that kind of 
stuff?” Tony teased.

I turned around, and said, “We’re just goofing around having fun 
looking at that stuff. C’mon, guys. Don’t tell anybody, okay?”

“Why shouldn’t we?” they both asked at the same time. They felt 
rather confident they had both me and Jennifer in an awkward 
situation.

“Well, if you don’t tell anybody, Jamie won’t have to kick a 
couple of asses.”

They both seemed to grimace at my suggestion. Jennifer seemed to 
relax as well. It pays to have a big brother who looks out for 
you. Plus, Jamie knew he wouldn’t get to fuck me again if he 
didn’t do my bidding in a situation like this.

“It’s cool, Mel. We’re just jerking your chain.”

I picked up the box I had and handed it to Tony. “Here, I think 
this is meant for you guys.”

Jennifer and I both laughed as Tony practically threw it to 
Rory.”

“What the fuck, dude!” Rory complained, looking around as he 
tossed it back at me. I laughed at his reaction. Gawd forbid 
anyone saw him with a blowup doll!

“So, what are you guys doing in here?” I asked Tony.

“Just looking around,” he replied. Tony might have been, but Rory 
was just looking at Jennifer.

He then asked me, “Are you dating Peter Rayner?”

“Yeah, we’re a couple now,” I replied.

Rory asked Jennifer, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Sorta ...”

Oh, shit.

“Maybe we could just hang out sometime if it’s cool?” he asked 
her.

“If things don’t work out ...” she replied.

I bit my lip. Lesbians still ‘in the closet’ should never be 
gorgeous.

We looked around at things a little longer. Tony held up what was 
described as vibrating panties.

“When’s your birthday, Mel?” he asked. I snickered at the thought 
of getting those as a present, especially opening it in front of 
everyone.

“Don’t even think about it, Tony,” I advised him.

We checked out other things around the store. I noticed Rory was 
always in a position to keep an eye on Jennifer, too. In fact, it 
was more than obvious that both of them were trying to stay close 
to us. I finally whispered to Jennifer that we better get out of 
there.

“See you guys later,” I said before we quickly headed out of the 
store.

After we were outside, I said, “You need a boyfriend.”

“Nuh uh,” she replied, shaking her head rapidly.

“Well, you need something. Either you come out or we need to ugly 
you up. Maybe put a huge wart on your nose.”

“Mel ...”

“You could pick your nose around everyone.”

“What the fuck, Mel?”

“Dude, guys are falling all over you!”

“I can handle it!”

“Yeah, and then everyone is gonna wonder why you keep turning 
down every guy!”

She stared ahead, realizing the implications of that.

“I need a boyfriend,” she muttered.

“A fake one at least.”

“Yeah,” she excitedly replied, before quietly staring ahead, lost 
in her thoughts. She had to realize just how problematic that was 
going to be.


******


We hadn’t gotten very far from the novelty store when Jennifer 
grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to a bench. I sat down beside 
her.

“Why are we sitting here?”

Jennifer suddenly looked rather embarrassed.

“I’m gonna buy it,” she bashfully answered.

“Huh? Buy what?”

“The vibrator.” She was blushing like crazy. “We need to wait for 
Tony and Rory to leave first though.”

“Which ... oh, the G-spot one?” I asked.

She nodded, blushing even more.

“It’s cool,” I honestly told her. ”You don’t have to be 
embarrassed about it with me.”

“I know. I can’t help it though.” She grabbed my hand. “I need 
your help.”

“You want me to be the lookout for anyone we know, right?”

“Yeah. Will you?”

“Can I use it sometime?”

“Sure, if you let me watch.”

“Deal,” I said, chuckling, which made her smile.

“Thanks,” she said squeezing my hand.

“Do you have thirty bucks to buy it with?”

“Yeah, I’ve been saving it to buy one.”

“How long have you wanted it?”

“Too long.” She blushed again.

I had never seriously considered getting one of my own. Borrowing 
Mom’s had worked out fine over the summer, which wasn’t often. It 
would be kinda cool to have one I could call my own.

“Are you sure that’s the one you want?”

“Uh huh. I’ve read the box several times. It’s supposed to be 
perfectly designed to work in conjunction with the contours of 
the feminine form.”

“You memorized that from the box, didn’t you?” I snickered.

She turned away blushing.

“Don’t be embarrassed. It’s me, remember? The girl you lost your 
virginity to?”

“I can’t help it,” she laughingly whined.

We waited for about another five minutes before the guys came out 
of the store. Fortunately, they went off in the other direction.

I took the bag she had from the boutique as we went back into the 
store, with me hanging out about halfway between Jennifer and the 
entrance. She grabbed one of the boxes and went straight for the 
checkout counter, waiting behind one other customer, and looking 
really antsy. I walked outside the entrance and looked up and 
down the mall, looking for anyone I knew.

A hand grabbed my arm, startling me.

“C’mon,” Jennifer said, showing me the bag. I giggled as we 
walked back over to the bench and sat down.”

She held the bag open, showing me the box.”

“You got the right size batteries, I hope.”

“Yep. 2-AAs”

“You need to get it out of the store bag and into yours,” I said. 
“Anyone we run into might ask what you got.”

“Shit. Good idea.”

She glanced up and down the mall before quickly sneaking it into 
the bag she usually carried.

I started smiling at her big time.

“What, Mel?”

“You need to test it with the batteries before we leave to make 
sure it works. They may not exchange it later, and you’d be out 
of thirty bucks.”

“How the hell am I supposed to do that?” she anxiously asked.

“Follow me,” I said, pulling her from the bench and walking 
further through the mall. I spotted the restrooms. Jennifer knew 
then what I had in mind.

We went into the ladies restroom and looked around. We were 
alone. So, I pulled her into the stall furthest away and locked 
the door. Fortunately, we were able to hang all of our bags on 
the door.

“Take it out and put the batteries in,” I told her.

I tore open the battery package, which is never easy to do. Fuck! 
We should have done this sitting on the bench! Eventually I got 
it open while she stood there holding the pink shaft, waiting for 
me and the batteries.

“Here, put them in,” I said, handing them to her.

She fumbled around with it a little, still nervous as fuck.

“Don’t drop the damn thing!” I softly exclaimed.

“I’m trying not too!” We both started laughing at what we were 
doing.

“If you get mall bathroom cooties on it, the store will never 
take it back. You can’t wash that shit off.”

“Stop making me laugh, silly!” she said, making us both laugh 
even harder.

Once she had the batteries inside the vibrator and the end 
screwed back on, she turned it on and it began softly humming and 
vibrating. We grinned at each other. She then used the rotary 
dial to increase the power.

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed. “This is gonna feel great!”

“I can’t wait to try it out tonight.”

“Fuck tonight, chica. Slide those shorts off.”

“Mel!”

“You ain’t leaving this stall without one of us using it, and 
obviously I can’t. So, that leaves you, missy.”

I reached out and undid her shorts, and then hooked my fingers to 
pull both her shorts and panties down.

“How are we gonna do this,” she asked.

I thought for a second. “Bend over facing the door and I’ll use 
it from behind.”

She did as I asked, moving in front of the door and bending over. 
I kneeled as best I could behind her in the space that was left. 
I wasn’t sitting on that toilet and then have to burn my shorts 
when I got home.

She was plenty wet enough for the vibrator to easily slip inside 
her pretty pussy. I fucked her slowly with it, using the dial to 
increase the speed of the vibrations after a short time. She was 
humming right along with the vibrator.

“How is it?”

“Incredible!”

I made a mental note to tell her she needed to buy more batteries 
before we left the mall. She was gonna need them.

Her legs began to tremble. She looked so incredibly hot. Her 
tight round butt was right in my face. I couldn’t resist scooting 
closer and situating my mouth where I could lick her clit. That 
set her off!

“God damn, God damn, God damn ...” she growled out, trying not to 
be too loud. I stopped licking and held on to her, afraid she was 
gonna collapse with her legs so unsteady.

I pulled the vibrator out as she started to lean back up. She was 
breathing deeply.

“That good, huh?”

“It was definitely worth thirty bucks,” she declared. “We need to 
wash it.”

I held it up and thought - what the fuck. I inserted it deep in 
my mouth and closed my lips around the shaft before slowly 
sliding it back out.

“There. That should keep it from smelling too much like pussy.”

“I’m glad I brought you along,” she joked.

We were startled when a couple of ladies came into the restroom.

“Shit!” we both anxiously whispered. As I grabbed the box from 
her and tried to put it back inside, I accidentally turned it 
back on.

“Turn it off, Mel!” she quickly whispered, which just caused me 
to get over anxious and fumbling around with the dial. “Don’t 
drop it!” she whispered, panicking.

I finally got it off.

“Pretend like you’re sitting on the toilet,” I whispered, pulling 
her around me so she was standing in front of it.

“Why?” she asked, puzzled.

“Just do it!” I whispered tensely. She turned around, backed up a 
little more, and squatted like she was sitting. I quickly did 
what I remembered from the time before with Tammy at school 
during her sharting incident, climbing up on the toilet and 
ducking down. This time I at least had my shorts on. The only 
problem was that I couldn’t stop laughing, but I did keep from 
making too much noise. Jennifer was doing her best not to laugh 
out loud as well.

Finally we were alone again. “Let’s get the fuck out of here,” I 
said.

“Not yet,” Jennifer said, grabbing me with both hands.

“Why not?”

“You probably need to change your tampon.”

“Dude, that can wait!”

She shook her head at me, standing between me and the door. What 
the fuck was she up to?

She then reached out and undid my shorts, pulling my shorts and 
panties down. Why I let her, I didn’t know.

“Get one out,” she said, reaching for my bag to get me to hurry 
up and get a tampon out. She then reached between my legs and 
pulled on the string, pulling out my used tampon. Now I was 
blushing!

‘Give me the ...” I started saying before she interrupted me.

“Pee first.”

“Jennifer!”

“Hurry up!”

“Yes, mother,” I mockingly said. She just giggled.

I squatted down a little more to keep from peeing on my shorts. 
Awkward didn’t describe the position at all. Jennifer stared 
intently at my pussy as the stream started to flow. I blushed as 
Jennifer bit her lip.

After doing my business, she wiped me. I couldn’t remember ever 
feeling so weird about what someone did to me. She then inserted 
the new tampon, making me feel even weirder.

I began pulling my panties and shorts up as she smiled at me.

“Did you get off on doing that?” I asked, as I got myself 
situated.

“Just being helpful ... like you were,” she simply said with a 
cute smile. I smiled back.

She stepped closer, slipping her arms around me. I did the same, 
each of us molding into the other. We pressed our open mouths 
together and began a long, deep kiss. It was like we were trying 
to swallow each other, mashing and grinding our mouths together. 
My hands slid down to grab her tight ass, grinding my pussy 
against her leg that was between mine. I wasn’t going to cum, but 
it felt great.

Finally we pulled apart.

“We need to get out of here,” I said. She agreed. We grabbed all 
our stuff before leaving the stall and going to the sink to wash 
and dry our hands.

Opening the door to leave, the sales lady from the small boutique 
entered the restroom.

“Hi, girls,” she said, looking between us with a smug grin as she 
came on inside. We both were surprised. We sure hadn’t expected 
to run into her so soon again!

“Hi, Kathy” we both said, trying to keep our composure after we 
both used her name. We also quickly left behind her.


******


We hadn’t walked through the mall again for long when I heard yet 
another familiar voice calling out behind us.

“Wait up, Mel!”

Jennifer and I turned to see two girls moving toward us. I was 
surprised to see them together.

“Hi, you two,” Tammy said as she walked up to us. Right beside 
her was Anna Taylor.

“Hi, Tammy, Anna,” I replied along with Jennifer.

“You are such a bad ass,” Tammy said to me, smirking. Looking at 
Jennifer, “I didn’t know you had such big lady balls.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, not sure what she might be 
referring to!

“You two and Barry,” Tammy told us.

“You guys saw that?” I asked, grinning awkwardly.

“Most of it,” Tammy replied. “We were standing a little off from 
the crowd.”

‘The crowd’? This thing was about to become legendary.

“Barry is just a prick, right Mel?” Anna asked.

“Yeah, he’s totally pathetic,” I quickly replied. “But why didn’t 
you guys let us know you were there?”

“We had an appointment to get our nails done,” Anna said. “And I 
got my hair trimmed as well.”

“It looks great,” I told her, eyeing her closely.

Tammy added, “You two probably need your nails done after the 
clawing you gave Barry.”

We all giggled together for a moment. Anna was now glaring at me 
with that seriously cute smile she was known for. She knew I was 
focused on her. She likely knew I was very curious about her now. 
Tammy didn’t normally hang out with cheerleaders. So why was she 
with Anna? Had they already done some things with each other?

Mrs. Taylor had told me her daughter knew my parents very well. 
Mom had blushed when she had said that. I was pretty sure her 
parents had told her about the photo session. I knew my parents 
were doing things with Anna. What I didn’t know is if those 
things were with both of them. It was possible she only did 
things with Daddy with Mom’s blessing. Beyond that, just how much 
more did she really know about my parents? About me? Was Anna 
also wondering what all I knew about her?

The cool thing was that I didn’t feel threatened by Anna. I 
didn’t think she would feel threatened by me either.

Anna and I hadn’t really been around each other much until this 
past year when we were picked to be in the same stunt group. 
Until then, we both had known each other through school and had 
sometimes talked. While we did get to know each other better over 
the past year through cheerleading, we still weren’t close 
friends. I was sure that was about to change.

Anna began talking to Jennifer while Tammy asked me why Peter 
wasn’t with me. I told her about him helping his father and that 
we were making plans for Friday night.

Tammy asked us if it was okay if we all hung out together.

“I’d like that,” Jennifer answered before I could, and gave me a 
pleading look. I was glad she was interested in hanging out with 
more people, especially my friends. She hadn’t made many close 
friends during the past school year. And for a bonus, Tammy was 
into girls. I wondered if Jennifer had her lesbianic gaydar 
turned on. It definitely worked a hell of a lot better than mine!

“Any good deals?” Tammy asked us, glancing down at our bags.

We showed them the few things we had already bought. Thank Gawd 
we had taken the vibrator out of the novelty store bag! I kept 
glancing at Anna when it wasn’t too obvious, until I realized she 
was doing the same with me.

“Where did you get the cool tops?” Tammy asked.

“That new boutique close to the entrance. They were on sale.” I 
didn’t dare mention that we had gotten some of the stuff for 
free.

“I saw it.” She then told Anna, “Let’s remember to check it out 
when we go to leave.”

If Tammy was doing things with Anna, I could easily see why. 
Along with her cute smile, Anna was also very pretty. Her 
shoulder length blonde hair and those blue eyes were usually the 
first things people noticed. She had a well-toned body like me, 
but that just went with doing so much gymnastics. I always 
thought she was very photogenic, which apparently was a good 
thing given her parents ran a photography studio. Her boobs 
weren’t much larger than mine. Nice smile. Just a seriously cute 
girl.

I knew she had a brother who was about three years younger. I had 
seen him at competitions. He was a cutie, too. His hair was maybe 
a little darker blonde than Anna’s, and he was rather photogenic 
as well.

Anna and I had horsed around together at last year’s cheer camp, 
but she didn’t really stand out to me as being someone who would 
be screwing adults like I had been. She was far from shy though. 
It’s hard to be shy and a cheerleader. She was always very 
careful and discrete around the other cheerleaders though, acting 
more as a follower rather than an initiator. It would be the 
perfect cover against anyone thinking she was involved with some 
rather perverted sex stuff.

The adults had asked me to stop snooping, but I realized again 
that there was still so much to find out. Even with them letting 
me in on more of their secrets. I couldn’t just ignore what I now 
knew about Anna.

We stopped at another store and went inside to check out some 
things they had on sale. Tammy noticed a top similar to one 
Jennifer had showed her from the boutique. They began talking and 
comparing the two. I stepped closer to Anna. We smiled at each 
other. It was clear we needed to talk about so much, but now 
wasn’t the time.

As we left the store, Jennifer and Tammy were walking a little 
ahead of us, engrossed in something. Anna hung back with me.

“It sucks that you’re not going to be a cheerleader this year,” 
she said.

“I just got tired of all the gymnastics is all.”

“And now you have a boyfriend to hang out with. It’s cool. We 
miss you though. I miss you.”

I leaned in and hugged her from the side.

“I miss some of it,” I admitted.

“Camp?” she asked, grinning.

“Yeah. It was a lot of fun last year ... doing some crazy shit 
together when we weren’t practicing. Ms. Stanton left us alone as 
long as we weren’t bothering others.”

“She was really cool when she caught half the squad streaking in 
the hotel hallway. She could’ve gone nuts on us,” Anna reminded 
me.

That last night at cheer camp had turned into a never-ending 
truth or dare game, with a heavy focus on dares. I think we all 
ended up sleeping with someone else’s panties on that night. I 
lost track of who had mine, as well as whose I was wearing. I had 
to kiss two girls’ panty covered butt cheeks, which was just 
yucky at the time.

None of us were more than an A-cup bra at the time. We were all 
about the same body size and could wear each other’s clothes. So 
we all felt comfortable together when we were naked. It wasn’t 
like we were seeing something we hadn’t seen in a mirror a 
bazillion times before.

“Ms. Stanton is awesome,” Anna continued. “I know she misses 
having you on the competition squad.”

“Anybody can be a base ...”

“Bullshit. And you weren’t just a base. You can tumble and dance 
your ass off. And you’re loud too.”

“Are you calling me a big mouth?” I jokingly asked her.

“No, silly. You’re very good. I bet you could even be a flyer.”

“I’m too big ...”

“Not really. You’re a little taller than most flyers, but you’re 
super coordinated and have great body control.”

“Yeah, for catching flyers,” I skeptically asserted. “I’d rather 
be catching you anyway, chica.” She smiled at me like I was just 
being modest, but I was fucking serious.

“Don’t underestimate yourself, Mel. I know how flexible you are. 
I’ve watched you enough to know you could easily do anything a 
flyer does, especially a Liberty, Heelstretch, Arabesque, Bow & 
Arrow, Scale, and even a Scorpion!”

I started to ask her if she was doing drugs or something. All of 
those flyer positions involved balancing yourself on one foot 
while it’s being held from below by two bases ... putting you 
about five feet in the air! The last three were even freakin’ 
advanced positions! The most difficult ones had you holding your 
opposite leg up in the air by the foot in some manner, with your 
foot above your head! The Scorpion required you lift the opposing 
leg up directly behind your body and grab your foot with both 
hands! All of them required incredible balance and coordination, 
and two bases that could hold you by your one foot steady in the 
air above their heads.

Some of those would be interesting positions to get fucked in 
while on the ground. Peter was about to become a busy boyfriend.

I began to wonder why Anna was gushing all over me about being a 
flyer. Then a scary thought hit me. What if she was talking about 
the great body control I had in some of those special videos? I 
wasn’t doing anything acrobatic at the time. I had little doubt 
about her parents having watched my moves in them though. Would 
they have let Anna see them as well?

“Melissa!” someone yelled from behind. I turned and saw Pam with 
her mom. She then turned to talk to Maggie.

“Wait up, guys,” I told Tammy and Jennifer. Pam started smiling 
at her mom and then ran to join us.

She gave me a hug, and asked, “Mind if I hang out with you?” She 
knew she didn’t have to ask or wait for an answer as we began 
walking together.

“Was your mom gonna buy you something?” I asked Pam.

“Not likely. I just hated sitting around, and neither you nor 
Sarah were home. Your mom said you were here, so I talked Mom 
into coming.”

“I can’t wait until one of us can drive,” I whined.

Tammy looked at Pam and grinned. “I think Pam is the oldest out 
of all of us. That means she’ll be our chauffeur in three years.”

“Fuck that,” Pam replied. “I’ll get Mike to drive us around next 
year.”

“That means you can’t ever break up with him,” I teased her.

As we kept walking, Pam pulled on my arm, getting me to walk with 
her behind the others.

“Mel, we haven’t talked since Tuesday. Are we still cool?”

I looked at her for a second. “We are. I’m not mad at you or 
anything. I just want you to be honest with me.”

She seemed relieved. “I’m glad we’re still friends, then.”

“I think I’ve got some things to tell you as well. We need to 
talk some more.” I thought back to what Maggie had said about Pam 
knowing more stuff. I wanted to hear about that, too.

“I’d like that,” she said with a smile.

Talking quietly, she asked, “Who did Jennifer come with?”

“Her mom brought both of us.”

“So you guys are still friends?”

“Yeah, she wasn’t after Peter like we thought,” I reminded her. 
“I want you to hang out with her, too.”

Pam looked at me skeptically. I think she was still somewhat 
convinced Jennifer was after Peter.

“She really isn’t after your brother,” I insisted.

“If you say so,” she replied, clearly not convinced.

“Give her a break, chica. She needs more friends.”

“We already know each other some from camping.”

“So invite her over sometime. She really is fun to be around.”

Pam sorta shrugged and seemed to decide to just trust me. I was 
also totally convinced her gaydar was a piece of shit.

Tammy turned back to us. “Wanna get something to eat?”

I was definitely starved. The others were all for it. So we 
headed for the food court.


******


Along the way, we spotted my brother and Sarah walking and 
holding hands together. They noticed us at about the same time. 
Sarah pulled Jamie’s arm to get him to follow her as she walked 
over to us. Sarah came directly to me.

“What’s up, chikipoo?” I asked her.

“We’re just goofing off before we go see a movie,” she replied. I 
quickly noticed my friends were paying more attention to Jamie 
than me and Sarah, with the obvious exception of Jennifer who 
stayed by my side.

While Jennifer and I showed Sarah what we had bought, she seemed 
very nervous with Tammy and Anna practically fucking Jamie with 
their eyes. In fact, she anxiously kept holding his hand to show 
them that Jamie belonged to her.

“Have you got time to go to the food court with us,” I asked both 
her and Jamie.

Sarah looked to Jamie. He told her, “It’s cool if you want to. I 
wanted to look at some football shoes today anyway. I’ll catch up 
with you before the movie.”

As Jamie walked off, I whispered to Sarah, “Everything good with 
you guys?”

“We talked earlier,” she whispered back. “We’ve got some issues.”

“You’re both jealous?”

“That’s part of it. But I also told him that I didn’t want to be 
just about sex to him. I want to do some other things with him, 
too. Like going to a movie like we’re doing today. And,” she 
added with a somewhat pained grin, “I want friends of his and 
mine to see that I’m his girl and that he belongs to me.”

“So this is about you being a couple?”

She nodded. I hugged her. I didn’t know of anything else I could 
do to help her other than to be a friend. She and Jamie had to 
work all that out between them. Sarah knew she could come to me 
anytime though. I would give her any advice I could.

We allowed the others to get a little ahead of us so we could 
talk some more. I was glad Pam was walking next to Jennifer, 
talking with her.

“I hope you both can get over being so possessive of each other.”

Sarah was surprised I said that to her.

I explained, “I’m just being your best friend when I tell you 
this - you’ve got Jamie on too short of a leash.”

She stared hard at me.

“Sarah, you could lose him if you’re not careful.”

She glanced down, and said, “I’m afraid Jamie will lose interest 
in me because I’m younger. He’s in high school ...”

I giggled.

“You think it’s funny?” she huffed at me.

“Fuck yeah! Especially when I was so stupid about holding Peter’s 
age against him!”

She smirked a little.

“Jamie could have his pick of girls,” I told her. “He wants to be 
with you. He’s in love with you. So you get over that and I’ll 
get over my little tits.”

She snorted, “I definitely am the safer bet on that.”

“Probably,” I grinned. “Look, think about letting him be with 
others occasionally... including Penny.”

“Seriously?” Sarah looked at me, concern showing clearly in her 
face.

“Sure. If he wanted Penny as a girlfriend, he could’ve had her. I 
don’t even think Penny’s interested in having a boyfriend right 
now anyway. She and Kari have too much fun being single.”

She sighed.

“I’ll bet you anything that if you let him be with others, you’ll 
discover he wants to be with you even more than before.”

“So are you letting Peter be with other girls?”

“It really hasn’t come up yet with us. Julie sucked him in the 
fire tower though.”

“You were there at the time, too,” Sarah countered.

“That’s why I said it really hasn’t come up with us yet.”

Sarah looked away from me for a few moments. “Should I tell him 
it’s okay to fuck Penny if he wants?”

“I can’t tell you that. You need to think about it and decide,” I 
said. She looked carefully at me. “But I can’t see Jamie wanting 
to be with anyone more than with you ... even with Penny’s 
experience.”

Sarah was deep in thought. I knew it would be a big step for her.

I put my arm around her, and said, “Have faith in him. If you two 
are meant to be, it won’t matter who he has sex with.”

I just hoped she could live up to letting Jamie have some 
freedom. I made a mental note to talk with my brother about being 
careful with Sarah’s feelings. I got the impression that she was 
trying so hard to make their relationship work. I knew my brother 
was a horn dog. And he would probably be just as happy if Sarah 
stayed naked and in bed with him. He had to understand that he 
needed to do more for her, take her on dates and such. But I also 
knew that Sarah had to work on not being a smothering girlfriend 
like Brenda had been.

Sarah jokingly asked, “Can I fuck Peter if Jamie dumps me. I’d 
like to see what has you screaming even when on the phone!”

I snorted at her, and replied, “Sure. After last night, I’m more 
comfortable myself with things.”

“What about Peter fucking ... oh ... Tammy?”

I hesitated a moment. “Maybe, but there’s a lot I don’t know 
about Tammy,” I replied. “Why are you asking about her?”

“Well, other than Pam, she’s probably your best girlfriend after 
me.”

She was right about that, although I was good friends with some 
of the cheerleaders, including Anna.

“You remember Anna Taylor?” I asked, nodding toward her.

“Sure. She was the flyer in your stunt group. She’s pretty cool.”

I then told her about the photo session at their studio and my 
suspicions about the Taylors, that Anna was involved with my 
parents in some way, and likely involved with other grownups like 
we were.

“I’ve never heard anyone talk about her,” Sarah stated. “She 
might be, even though your mom has never mentioned the Taylors to 
me.”

“You don’t seem surprised about Anna doing things with my 
parents, and possibly even yours.”

“Mel,” she gave me a wry smile, “it doesn’t surprise me anymore 
who all our parents and their friends have sex with.”

“I guess time will tell. If she is, I bet her parents said 
something to her after they saw me at their studio.”

As we approached the food court, we walked a little faster to 
catch up with the others.


******


The rest of the time we spent eating and talking about guys from 
last school year we hadn’t seen over the summer. Tammy mentioned 
she had invited some of them to her upcoming party. It started to 
sound like there were going to be tons of people there. It would 
definitely be something of a coming out party for me and Peter.

“I’m pissed you haven’t shown it to me,” Tammy told me, as we 
talked about my birthday present for Peter.

“I saw a copy of it,” Anna proclaimed. “Mel was seriously hot. I 
know Peter will be staring at it quite a bit late at night ... 
under the covers ...” she said to tease me. Anna quickly glanced 
at me and wryly smiled. So much for the mystery about whether her 
parents had told her about it or not! I just gave her a scrunched 
up smile.

Tammy replied, “Yeah, your cheerleader buddy gets to see it, but 
not me?” She playfully huffed at me. I reached over and poked her 
side. Gawd I wanted to make-out with her so bad! In fact, I had a 
quick vision of the six of us sitting together in my bedroom. I 
wasn’t absolutely sure Anna would be into girls, but I would do 
my best to convince her to give it a try at least once!

“I didn’t show it to Anna. Her father took the pictures in his 
studio. He must have shown her.”

Anna looked at us with a smug grin.

“Pam has obviously seen it,” Tammy noted. “I’m sure you showed it 
to Sarah, too. That’s cool though. You guys have always been best 
friends.”

Sarah didn’t reply to what Tammy said. She and Tammy knew each 
other, but they had never really gotten to be close like I had 
with Tammy. Heck, outside of school, Anna didn’t know her very 
well either. I was sure Pam knew less about her than I did.

“Why didn’t you ever try out to be a cheerleader,” Tammy asked 
Sarah.

“I was just never interested.”

“You did all the gymnastic classes. And you’re definitely hot 
enough,” Tammy told her.

“It just wasn’t my thing,” Sarah said, and shrugged.

“You and I need to hang out a whole lot more,” Tammy told her, 
glancing to playfully smirk at me. She looked at Pam, “You, too, 
girl. You know a lot of high school guys and girls through your 
sister, and you’re just cool anyways.”

I glanced at Anna and said, “I think we’re about to be ganged up 
on. We’re gonna have to be best friends from now on.”

Anna replied, “Jennifer, too. She should’ve tried out this year. 
She just missed making the team last year. She would’ve been 
awesome. Remember Trish Johnson and Leann Marshall saying she 
should’ve made it?”

“I’m claiming Jennifer,” Tammy said. “She’s too awesome to be a 
cheerleader.”

“I’m not a cheerleader now,” I reminded her.

“Yeah, but you’re still one of them. You can’t wash that off,” 
she continued her teasing.

“I’m claiming Jennifer, too,” said Sarah, glancing at me with a 
wry smile. I knew she was just fucking around with me. Sarah 
added, “Me, Pam, Tammy and Jennifer against the cheerleaders.”

I stuck my tongue out at her. Anna did, too. She came over and 
made Sarah move so she could sit by me. We put our arms around 
each other as a show of unity. Anna and I were gonna have to 
stick together hanging out with this bunch.

Looking at Jennifer I could tell she really enjoyed being part of 
the group. I caught her studying Tammy quite a bit. Jennifer had 
liked making out with Sarah, too. And since Tammy was also into 
girls, she and Jennifer would make a cute couple. I could easily 
deal with Jennifer not being so focused on me.

“Speaking of hanging out more ...” Tammy began. “Sarah and Pam, 
you two have got to come to my party. All of you bitches do,” she 
said, looking around. “I won’t accept no for an answer either.”

“Why would you want us ‘cheerleaders’,” Anna playfully replied.

“Because you’re the cool cheerleaders. The six of us would make a 
great team this coming school year, too. Think about it. No one 
would give us shit.”

“No Becky in our clique?” Anna asked.

“No, and no other drama queens or popularity whores,” Tammy 
insisted. I was definitely cool with that. “But Becky can come to 
my party, along with her clones, so we’ll have someone to talk 
about later.”

We all giggled.

“So, is everyone coming to the party?”

We all nodded and said we would. I knew Sarah and Pam would still 
have to ask, but I knew their parents would let them go.

“Awesome!” Tammy replied.

I wasn’t sure what Tammy was doing. The six of us would be a fun 
clique at school. It just seemed a little odd for her to be 
pushing us all together like that. Neither of us were really the 
clique type. We both had our friends, but it wasn’t like either 
of us had some kind of clique thing going with them.

Tammy then put me on the spot.

“Okay, Melissa. Have you and Peter done the nasty yet?”

I glared at her hard. What the fuck!

“What?” Tammy replied questioningly to my stare. “It’s just us 
girls. We’ve all known each other for years. I trust Jennifer 
because you’re good friends with her. Anna’s cool with me, and 
you two cheered together last year. You told me back then that 
she was one of the cool chicas. Sarah and Pam are two of your 
best friends, which is more than cool enough for me. You’re all 
cool chicas as far as I’m concerned. So that makes us the six 
amigas.”

“The six what?” Pam asked. She obviously missed out on my Latino 
hunks - my and Jennifer’s two new amigos.

“I’m willing to trust you guys with my personal stuff,” Tammy 
added. “If we trust each other, we can have a lot of fun 
together.”

Tammy looked directly at me, “You know you can trust me, girl. 
We’ve been friends too long.”

I was sure Tammy wouldn’t ever break my trust. And this kind of 
question was nothing new for her either. She was always asking me 
crazy stuff just to shock me. It was probably something I might 
have done to her if the roles were reversed. It was something we 
had done between us for years.

I then felt a hand touch mine. It was Anna’s.

“Mel, you know I won’t tell anyone you don’t want to know. And 
that goes for anything we tell each other,” she stated, looking 
at me sincerely. I was sure she had plenty of secrets to keep 
already. All of us did.

The others were saying they were cool with what Tammy was 
proposing.

Tammy then said, “Mel, I think we all can trust each other. If we 
look out for each other this year, nobody will fuck with us.”

I glanced around at everyone. I decided ‘what the fuck’. Letting 
them know about one guy wouldn’t make them think I was a slut, 
especially since he was my boyfriend.

“Okay, yeah,” I said. “We’ve done the nasty.”

Tammy asked, “Did he fuck your eyes out?”

“There have been a few times I thought he might,” I said, 
blushing. Sarah almost snorted at my reply.

“Is Peter’s cock really big?” Anna asked me. She glanced at Pam. 
“Sorry, but I had to ask.”

Pam could only blush. She knew better than to say a word. Sarah 
and I both grinned at her.

Well, he was a great size for me. But I had been fucked by some 
good sized men as well. I had to be careful not to lose 
perspective.

“Plenty big enough for me,” I informed everyone.

“Those are the best,” Tammy replied. “Maybe you will share him 
some time?”

I couldn’t believe she asked me that with everyone there! And 
Tammy was also admitting to not being a virgin! Of course, I 
already knew that, but she didn’t know I knew. She probably 
already guessed Sarah, Pam, and Jennifer would know everything 
about me and Peter. It was obvious Tammy and Anna where a lot 
closer than I had known for Tammy to be okay with including her 
like this.

It would be totally hot doing a threesome with Peter and one of 
these girls. I couldn’t believe I was seriously considering 
sharing my boyfriend with my friends! I was gonna have to think 
through our ground rules again. I guess I should walk the walk if 
I was telling Sarah to do the same with Jamie. Sarah’s gaze told 
me that as well.

Peter really didn’t know how lucky he was to have me as a 
girlfriend. He was probably going to learn though.

“You talk like you’ve tried more than one,” I observed, putting 
Tammy on the spot a little.

“Just a couple,” she said, her turn to blush. Yeah, at least a 
couple, I thought. The church staff alone had the count up to at 
least three different cocks.

Anna then asked all of us, “Is everyone on birth control?”

Tammy, Sarah, Pam and I nodded, and then Anna looked toward 
Jennifer. Oh shit.

“Me too,” she lied. In a way though, she wasn’t lying. A girl 
abstaining from sex with guys is probably using the best birth 
control, as many religious groups preach.

Then Anna asked, “Everyone has lost their virginity?” Oh fuck, I 
thought, looking at Jennifer. I saw the same look in Sarah’s 
face.

Jennifer surprised me, though, by saying, “I was with a guy 
earlier this week ... fucking.” I grinned at her. Technically she 
was right. She had been with a guy ... and he had been fucking, 
just not her.

“So cool,” Anna replied. I knew she liked the idea of telling 
each other all the dirty little details.

As we were talking, Jamie came up behind Sarah, quickly leaned 
over, and kissed her cheek.

“Woooo,” came a chorus from the rest of us. Jamie just smiled as 
he left his hands possessively on Sarah’s shoulders. Sarah seemed 
to really brighten up at his public display of affection, 
especially in front of all us girls.

Jamie looked at me. “What did you do to Barry Norris?”

“Mmmm nothing,” I casually replied.

“Some guys were talking about my sister kicking his ass all over 
the mall.”

Tammy snorted, which got the others snickering. Next thing I was 
gonna hear was that I had both hands tied behind my back when I 
went all Jackie Chan on his ass.

“They must have mistaken me for someone else,” I said, with a 
slight smile. “Although Julio and Al were about to.”

“Who?” he asked.

“I’ll tell you later,” I replied.

“Just tell me if I’m gonna have to kick Barry’s ass or something 
now?” Jamie asked, obviously thinking his sister’s honor might 
need protecting.

Jennifer replied, “You probably would have a hard time finding it 
after Mel tore him a new asshole.”

“He’s probably busy blowing up his date anyways,” Tammy added, 
which, of course, got Anna and Jennifer laughing. Sarah and Pam 
looked at me curiously, obviously wondering what the others were 
laughing about. I just mouthed ‘later’ to them.

Jamie shook his head at me. “Can you stay out of trouble for a 
couple of hours while Sarah and I watch a movie?”

“Of course. And just so ya know, Barry didn’t touch me, thank 
God,” I replied, shivering in disgust. “But if you don’t take 
your girlfriend and do something with her now, you’re next in 
line for my wrath.”

“Ease up on me, will ya,” he huffed. “I’m taking her to a show. 
I’ve already got our tickets for the next one.”

As the two of them said bye and walked away, Anna said, “Sarah’s 
a lucky girl.” The others agreed with her.

Both of them were lucky, I thought. I just hoped they could work 
out their issues.

We all talked some more, especially about the new school year.

I leaned close to Anna. “Did your parents tell you anything else 
about the other day at the studio?”

“A little,” she said, biting her lip. “They really like how 
photogenic you are in your pictures.”

“I think our parents are good friends.”

“They are. They hang out together some at my house ... and other 
places.”

“That’s cool.”

“My father has taken pictures of both your parents,” she said, 
leaving that hanging out there.

“Does he take a lot of you?” I asked, not sure if she understood 
the kind I was really curious about.

“Quite a few. It’s comes with being the daughter of a 
photographer,” she told me. “She leaned a little closer, and 
asked, “Maybe I can show you all of them sometime?”

I bit my lip before replying, “I’d like that sometime.”

“I’ve got some I think you’ll love looking at.”

I didn’t get a chance to talk anymore about it with her then. 
Everyone was ready to go check out some more stores, and Maggie 
was ready to leave with Pam. I was certain Anna knew some things 
about me, but was just not gonna open up and tell me quite so 
easily with the others around. It was a bit ironic because the 
same thing was going on between me and Tammy. And if Anna really 
did know things, I could only guess if she had told Tammy any of 
it. While I didn’t like being in that position, I felt an 
inherent trust that none of us would hurt the other.

I was going to definitely go slow with Anna though, in case I was 
misreading her.

After goofing around some more and checking out clothes in 
several other stores I looked at my watch.

“Hey guys, Jennifer and I gotta go. My mom is picking us up in a 
few at the main entrance.”

We all said our good-byes.

“This has been fun, guys. We’ve gotta do this again, soon,” Tammy 
said. Looking at Anna, she said, “Let’s follow Mel and Jennifer 
out and stop by that boutique they went to.”

I bit my lip while looking at Jennifer. She sorta shrugged as we 
turned to leave.

When we were in front of the little store, we all quickly hugged. 
“Tell Al I said hi,” Tammy said. I snarled at her. She just 
grinned.

As I hugged Anna I whispered into her ear, “Call me.” She nodded 
slightly that she had understood.

Jennifer and I stood and watch our friends go into the boutique. 
The same sales lady was there. She saw us and smiled before 
approaching Tammy and Anna.

I looked at Jennifer and said, “We should’ve told them to say hi 
to Kathy for us.”

“Yeah, and to try out the neat dressing rooms,” Jennifer replied.

We giggled together all the way out of the mall.


(continued in chapter 45)

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