Julie
Chapters 9 and 10
Chapter Nine
Julie crossed her ankles on Friday and turned slightly away from Frank in art class. “There was no reason to be so cold to me in gym today.”
“I wasn’t cold.”
“I don’t know what you’d call it. Positively frosty.” She pushed herself upright in her seat. There was a brief sliding sensation.
“I was talking with a friend.”
“I know what you were doing.”
“What was I doing, then?”
“Kiss and tell. Not an ounce of honor, not a smidgen.”
“Believe it or not, I was talking to him about you. Not discussing your osculatory habits or your penchant for inappropriate behavior.”
“You can be astonishingly crude.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re so very welcome.”
“Am I forgiven?”
“Hardly.” She grinned at him. He had an amazing cowlick of which he seemed totally unaware.
“I’ve been struck from your card? Must I hang my head in shame? Must I--“
“Don’t overdo it.”
“What about you? You’ve been a madcap all day, tossing your favors every which way. You seem hell-bent to break some bizarre self-imposed record. How many can you--“
“Be nice, now. I’m a lady and you should try to be a gentleman.”
“Sleep with.” Frank grinned. “That’s not an invitation to divulge numbers.”
“Not nearly as many as you think. It’s not my fault Denise went berserk on the bus this morning and what happened on the row afterwards wasn’t my fault at all. Some people made incorrect assumptions.” She slid down in her seat, crossed her ankles.
“And of course there was gym.”
“In a locker room with a horde of nasty young men.”
“It looked to me like you were eating up all the attention.”
“It was disgusting.”
“Shave your crotch. That’s a surefire attention getter.”
“Frank, seriously. Are you mad with me?”
“A little. I think I prefer the shy, feisty girl of yesterday. Since last night I’ve felt like I’m one of your escapades.”
Julie watched Jim as he arranged Crystal on the platform. Crissi came to them and sat on the other side of Frank.
Frank leaned back in his seat, Julie said to Crissi, “Frank’s mad at me.”
“He is?” Crissi stretched and shook her legs. “What does he think you did?”
“It’s not what I’ve done as much as my throwing myself at him last night.”
Crissi nodded, settled into her chair. “She’s not said a word about last night.”
“We ate at McDonald’s, drove around for a little bit, I took her home. I think Crystal looks pretty hot up there.”
“She’s a good looking girl.” Crissi leaned forward, said to Julie, “I’m not going to be able to stay after with you this afternoon.”
“That’s okay,” Julie said. “I think I can manage Will on my own.”
“How’s he doing?” Crissi said.
“Yes, how’s poor Will doing?” Frank said.
“He’s had his two, he’s looking forward to a fuck.”
“How delightful,” Frank said. “I’ll be seeing you ladies later.” He got up and went to his bench, pads and charcoal. Picking up a pad he began drawing Crystal.
Julie shrugged. “I don’t even know if this evening is still on. I’ve managed to piss him off.”
“How did last night go?”
“We had fun. Didn’t do anything except neck a little.”
“So it was a bust.”
“I had a great time and probably went overboard. I want to impress him.” Julie shifted position. “I’m positively sticking to the seat.”
“It’s not easy for a normal man to be close to a whore. A gay man has no problem usually. He can commiserate or be in total awe, but a normal man doesn’t know whether to be jealous or not, whether to be a lot of things.”
“Sure. I understand that. But I am a ho and will never ever be a silk purse. He suggested I dye my hair, get it styled in a certain way, wear makeup. Today he told me to shave my cunt. Is that what he wants or is he being kind?”
“Those are good suggestions if you want to make a certain impression.”
“Frank is pretty much the first boy this week to take me seriously but . . .” A group of boys noisily ran down the hall. “I need to ask him something and then I’ll be right back.”
Julie stood behind Frank for a minute and watched him finish his drawing. It was good. Really good. No wonder he could sit and talk with her during class if he could toss something like that off in a few minutes. “Frank.”
“Just a minute.” He didn’t look up. He quickly sketched in shading and put the pad down. It took a second but his grin returned after he looked up.
“Is tonight still on?”
“Of course tonight’s still on. Whatever gave you the idea it wasn’t?”
“I don’t know. What do you want me to be? I’ll be that person for you.”
“Do whatever you want for the party tonight. But as I said, it’s a costume party and it’s no fair if you go as a whore. You need to wear something.”
“That’s not what I was talking about.”
“I know. But do wear something tonight. Let the poor wannabe whores have their moment. I have something on my mind. Don’t pay any attention to me.”
“I have to go. At five?”
“In front of the school.”
“I’ll need to go somewhere to get my costume.”
“Okay.”
“I don’t have any money.”
He blushed. “I think that can be taken care of.”
“Sure?”
He nodded. “Have fun with poor Will.”
“Maybe he’ll bring his friends again.” Julie went back to Crissi. “We’re still on for tonight.”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“I don’t want to fuck everything up and I may have already. I don’t know. You ever have a boy who just couldn’t do it?”
“Now and again.”
“So it’s not because I’m fat?”
“You’re not fat. Sometimes it happens. Last night?”
Julie nodded. “He didn’t act worried or anything. Just said better luck next time.”
“Don’t put any pressure on him.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem; of course I’ll put pressure on him. He’s taking me to a party and I’ll do something stupid. I’ve been stupid all day.”
“Having fun?”
“Kind of. I’m not . . . It was better, you know. Behind the hedge.”
The bell rang.
“Thanks.” Crissi stood. “Trying to make it happen sometimes keeps it from happening. Take your time. Be a little choosy.”
Julie went with her to the parking lot. “I’m not sure choosy is what I need.”
“I may see you tonight at the party.”
“I won’t see you next week, will I?”
“Now and again. Take art and we can have class together.”
“I will. Thanks.”
Crissi smiled. “Don’t mention it.” She bugged out her eyes. “What are you looking at?” They both laughed.
The walk across the nearly empty parking lot was lonely for Julie. The day felt like it was almost over as the school quickly emptied of activity. She felt lethargic, and if Will wasn’t there waiting for her she’d not stay for long.
Julie saw Frank and Jerry over by Frank’s car and it looked like they were arguing. Their voices weren’t raised; her impression came from the type of movements Jerry made. Frank didn’t look angry, just tired and frustrated.
She tried to not call attention to herself and they didn’t notice her. Naked, seeping yuck. None of it had been really worth the trouble. She was orgasmic, but not when she was being fucked. Her fingers alone made her orgasm, and perhaps the thrill of being watched which wasn’t what she’d expected at all.
She saw Will waiting for her by the cafeteria. Nellie was with him and several others. Some of his friends did decided to come back. The more the merrier. For them at least.
She waved but they stood motionless like sticks lined up on the curb. She didn’t feel like drama and that’s what she was headed into. It must be the weather, a storm coming or something. A car pulled alongside her.
“Okay if we watch?” Frank asked from the driver’s seat.
“Hey, you are a pervert.”
“The worst sort. Have you met Jerry?”
“I’ve seen him around. Hi, Jerry.” She lowered her voice. “Should I ask him?”
“Sure, let’s see what he says.” Frank turned to watch Jerry.
“Jerry, do you want a blowjob? Two blowjobs will get you a fuck.”
Jerry blushed, shook his head.
Frank said, “We’ll just watch. When you’re done we can take you where you’re going.”
“To hell?”
“It can be arranged. Sure.”
Chapter Ten
Julie got in the back seat of Frank’s blue Ford and felt entirely too naked. Having Frank watch her at blowjob class was bad enough but Jerry too made it much, much worse.
“All settled?” Frank asked before starting the car. No one talked in front, and she thought it best if she didn’t speak. Naked, covered in yuck, and embarrassed for how good a time she’d had. She’s felt no discomfort this time over the boys’ comments and some of Nellie’s suggestions had even been worthwhile.
“We’re going to a place where you can clean up, then a quick meal and shop for your costume.” Frank’s eyes watched her in the rear view mirror. She couldn’t tell if he was smiling.
“Have you assured Jerry that I’m not always like this?”
“Adorned? He saw you in gym class today, remember?”
“Well, today’s been sort of strange.”
“Strange days are upon us, then. You’ll have to be good at the party, so I hope you have all that nastiness out of your system.”
“Nastiness”
“In a good way. You were quite diverting to watch.”
“Jerry?”
Jerry mumbled something.
“I don’t know if that was a yes or no or hi or whatever. Probably whatever.”
“Jerry’s a little shocked that you’re going to be my girl for the evening.”
“You mean it?”
“Sincerely. I find you fascinating.”
“You have a thing watching flaps of flab wiggle.”
“I wouldn’t call them flaps exactly. Besides, being this close to a real live whore is terribly exciting for the both of us. You could look like a spotted Tasmanian devil and we’d both still be all atwitter.”
“I have a fan club!” Julie leaned on the front seat back between Frank and Jerry.
“Certainly the real live whore aspect. Other aspects, like the smell are a bit off-putting.”
“Yeah, the yuck is a bit much.”
“Not the semen, dear. You smell very much like a woman in heat. Goodness knows where those hands have been.”
“You watched so you know.”
“We definitely know.”
“Are you coming to the party, Jerry?”
Jerry nodded.
“He’s coming with us,” Frank said.
“Good. Definitely, I’ll stay on my best behavior then. I’m probably going to see if I can get switched to art in the last period. Is that okay with you?”
“You’ll model?”
“If I can. Frankly I think I need to be there so Crystal can be protected from your advances. Jerry, are you a fan of self-pollution?”
Jerry snorted and Frank burst out laughing.
“Are you?”
“Jerry’s choked on his tongue. Self-pollution is a fact of life for most teenage boys.”
“It’s a fact of my life too. The strange thing is I don’t get off much when I do it alone. If other people are watching, that’s a different matter. Jerry, if you want to watch, you can.” Julie settled back in her seat.
“We’re almost there, little show off.”
“I’ll be quick.”
“We’re there, Julie.”
“That’s not fair. Where are we?”
“The Super 8 by the highway.”
“A motel?”
“For later tonight. You two stay here while I get the room.” Frank got out of the car and said from the open door, “Julie, you need to be on your best behavior until we’re in the room. Okay?”
“Sure.” Julie let her hands rest on the seat. “Do you want to talk?” Jerry slumped down in his seat. “Oh well.”
A few minutes later the clerk came out to check the car. “The missus, hunh. And little junior. Okay kid, you can have the room. Hell, I was a teenager once. But keep it quiet, no parties or stuff.” The clerk went back into the office with Frank.
Frank came out with a key and parked near their room. “You’ll be relieved, Julie, that I didn’t even need to dangle the promise of your favors to get a room.”
“Why not? You’re not ashamed of me, are you? I could have done him for you.”
“I’ll remember that for next time.”
“If there is a next time.”
“If. You need to shower and scrub thoroughly, dear girl.”
“Oh, all right.” She followed him into the room. “Why isn’t Jerry coming?”
“He’s a bit miffed with me.”
“If he’s your friend he probably has good reason to be.”
“A very good reason to be, as you’ll find out later.”
“You can join me if you want.”
Frank actually seemed to consider it for a minute. “No, you shower by your lonesome. Try to make it ten minutes or less, if you can.”
“If you watch, I’ll be quicker.”
“I need to talk to Jerry for a minute. You’re on your own, kiddo.”
“Maybe there’s a reason I should save myself.”
“None that I can think of.”
Julie turned to go to the bathroom and felt a swat on her fanny. She gave a yelp even though it didn’t hurt and covered her cheeks as she rushed off.
She couldn’t hear anything when the shower was running. When she turned the shower off, the TV was on and she could hear Frank and Jerry talking over the drone of the televangelist. She’d taken a quick shower, no funny stuff, because in a way she did want to save herself. She wished Jerry would actually look at her, not off to the side or down or wherever. She knew she didn’t come anywhere close to Crissi, Crystal, Sandi, Denise, Nellie or any of the other hos and teases she’d met the past couple of days. She didn’t think she looked that bad, though.
There was a knock on the door. “Yes,” she said.
Frank looked in. “Why don’t you shave yourself while you’re at it?” He set a shaving kit on the sink. “Just your pubic area.”
“Okay.” It was kind of nice not having to decide.
She used a pair of scissors in the kit to cut the hair first, then followed with a lather and shave. It wasn’t as easy as she’d thought it would be because it was so awkward. She ended up sitting on the floor. She washed off and she felt smooth and skin still a bit tender. For some reason she felt even more naked and self-conscious. She patted herself dry and went into the room. Frank and Jerry were talking; Frank smiled when he saw her.
“You look good,” he said. Jerry didn’t turn to see.
“It makes me feel naked,” Julie said. She sat on the bed next to Frank and across from Jerry.
“You need to wear your shirt . We’ll still know you’re naked.” He handed her the t-shirt. “McDonald’s and then a quick bit of costume shopping.”
“You don’t want to,” she waved the shirt, “first?”
“Not enough time. Though if Jerry wishes.”
“No.” Jerry spoke clearly to her for the first time.
“That was plain enough,” Julie said. She stood, turned away from Jerry and put on the shirt.
“Here,” Frank said. He took her hand. “Are you my girl tonight?”
“I guess so.”
“Not sure?” He pulled her to him and kissed her roughly.
Julie stared at him, tried to pull away but he wouldn’t let her go. He kissed her again, softly this time, held her with both hands.
“Are you?”
“I’m your girl tonight, Frank, but--“
“No buts. Are you my girl tonight?”
“Yes.” She relaxed.
Frank turned her so she faced Jerry. He held her so his arm crossed under her breasts, pulling her t-shirt up baring her crotch.
“And if I want to I can have you any time I want tonight. Right now or later.”
“Of course, but--“
“Because you’re a whore. Aren’t you?”
“Frank, everybody knows I’m a ho.”
“Say it. I’m a whore.”
“I’m a whore. What’s the fuss about?”
“And I’m your man.”
“Frank, as you well know, you’ll not be the first or fifth.”
“Tell Jerry, Frank’s your man, because I own this.” His other hand cupped her crotch.
“Frank’s my man, Jerry.”
“Good girl.”
“What’s going on?”
“I needed money for your costume so I sold your services later tonight.”
Julie felt Frank’s fingers squeeze her cunt. “What’s going on?”
“And when Jerry is good and ready, he’ll take you and do what he wants with you.”
Julie watched Jerry who refused to look at her.
“Tell Jerry he can do whatever he wants.”
Julie felt Frank’s fingers enter her.
“Tell him.”
“Noooo.” She stiffened as his fingers fucked her.
“Look at her, Jerry. She wants it bad.”
Julie squirmed as Frank’s fingers fucked her; his other hand mauled her breasts. Jerry refused to look at her.
“Tell him!”
She shuddered, relaxed in Frank’s grip, jerked away as Frank’s fingers still fucked her and touched her clit. It hurt.
“Tell him he can do whatever he wants to my whore.”
His fingers stopped; he squeezed her. “You can, Jerry.” Frank’s fingers began again and hers helped him.
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Chapters 1 and 2 | Chapters 3 and 4 | Chapters 5 and 6
Chapters 7 and 8 | Chapters 9 and 10 | Chapters 11 and 12
Chapters 13 and 14 | Chapters 15 and 16 | Chapters 17 and 18
Chapters 19 and 20 | Chapters 21 and 22 | Chapters 23 and 24
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