Paulina

Paulina Rescues Mary Part 2B -- Friday Afternoon

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This is part 2B of the multi-part story "Paulina Rescues Mary", which takes place Thursday evening through Sunday evening. This part covers Friday afternoon. Please read parts 1 and 2A, as well as the prelude "Paulina and Mary's Pain" if you haven't done so. It will provide some context and background for this story.

This story takes place about four weeks or so after Paulina gave her virginity to Bernard and two weeks after her trip to the country to visit Big Jim and Mary Sue.

Please let me know what you think. I have received wonderful feedback on my other stories. Email me at deviantigusti@yahoo.com. If you have criticism, please be constructive.

Here are the main characters in this piece:

Paulina/Empress, 15: Pretty crossdressing boy.

Mary, 15: Classmate of Paulina. Formerly included in the group of friends. Disliked by everyone due to her bitchy personality and her abuse of her best friend Hilary. Victim of harsh sexual and physical abuse by her uncle over a long time.

Hank, 33: Paulina's stepdad.

David, 15: Mary's twin brother. Classmate. The only person aware of her sexual abuse in their family. He does his best to love and comfort her. They have an ongoing incestuous relationship.

Mary's Uncle, 35: Her father's brother. Pedophile who has sexually abused Mary since she was nine years old.

Mrs. Mary S., 30: Mary and David's mother. Sister-in-law to their uncle. Often felt up by him when her husband wasn't present. She was unaware of Mary being abused by him.

Friday Afternoon

"Benny's being a good boy, don't you think?" I asked Mary with a little giggle.

"He is. You have him trained well."

"I do, don't I. After this Saturday I'll give him his name back."

"Um, what happens on Saturdays?"

"It's not just Saturdays but all weekend usually. My parent's end up having parties. Lots of friends from all over usually come by. As you've seen a little, it includes lots of drinking and drugs."

"Oh. More than just weed?"

"Yes. Usually a lot more."

"Do you...do any of that?" she asked meekly, hoping I wouldn't be upset be the question.

"No, no I don't. Getting high one day might be fun, but I don't like the idea of smoking anything, so it would have to be some other way. I've heard you can have it in brownies or cookies, but no one we know does that, or at least doesn't bring them here. I do have a drink or two sometimes, when my parents aren't looking."

"Oh. That sounds fun. Dave and I have snuck a drink before, too. Beer, too."

"Beer tastes like old piss smells to me, so I don't like it at all. I've learned to drink wine, champagne and vodka. I like those."

"Cool. My mom drinks wine sometimes. I tasted it once but didn't like it."

"The guy who taught me said it's an acquired taste."

"An adult taught you to drink it?!? A man?!? Like, older?"

"Yes, a very wonderful and sweet man. Very handsome, too" I said with a giggle.

Her eyes got wide. "Did y'all...?"

"No, dear." I lied. "I flirt, and maybe some other things, but we haven't done that." My answer seemed to satisfy her curiosity for the moment since she already knew that adult women have slept with me and more.

"Is it like that every weekend like that? A big party?"

"Yes, most weekends."

"But that sounds like so much fun!"

"Don't be fooled by how it sounds. The next day the house is a disgusting mess. People I know, and some I don't, are sleeping wherever they were last. Some will have been fucking and naked wherever they were doing it." Her eyes got real wide hearing this. "Mostly it's a pain in the ass. I am usually the one to clean most of the mess up. And not because I have to -- it stays disgusting if I don't. Roaches and bugs come out. There will be spilled drinks and other messes. It's one of the reasons my door is a real one with a real lock. Also why I keep my room so clean. It keeps the people and the bugs I don't want out."

"Oh. That makes sense. Will you be partying with everyone this weekend?"

"I might. Not sure yet."

She started playing with the ends of her hair while looking down. I realized that this is what she does when she's nervous. I had a feeling I knew why.

"I can tell you want to say something. Or maybe ask something? So out with it."

"Oh, um, I was wondering...could I...come be with you? Like your guest or something?" she asked shyly.

"No dear, I don't think so. I think that would be too much. The only reason I'm allowed to stay sometimes is because I live here. Too much goes on that a minor should not see or be around. I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't let you come because having an underage girl here that's not theirs is a big risk. A liability. Know what I mean?"

She looked disappointed. "Yeah, I guess you're right" she replied with a pout.

"Now, if you were here earlier, and didn't go out late to see everyone, I could maybe have you over for a little while. But I'm not positive."

"Really?!?" Her face lit up excitedly, like I just gave her a wonderful present.

"But -- and it's a big but -- if someone I was expecting let me know he -- I mean they -- were coming, then I would be busy and not able to hang out in here with you."

"He?!? Who is it? I bet he's someone older, huh? Tell me!"

"You can't say a word of this to anyone, remember? Well, his name is Bernard, and he's a handsome, distinguished gentleman. He's very---"

"Gentleman?!? Like, he's older? Like our dads age? Paulina!"

I held out my hand to calm down and be quiet.

"Don't make me regret telling you this. I've only told one other person and I shouldn't have said anything to her. My...friend Bernard is around 40, I guess. But he's real sweet and nice, and very handsome. He's tall, got reddish-blonde hair, a neat, short beard, and pretty blue eyes."

"And?!?"

"One night he let me...spend time with him. He works out of the country, so he told me about his last trip."

"Uh huh. What else?"

"I was drinking and got a little tipsy. After a while...we came back here and, um, made out..."

"Made out?!? That's all? You're lying! You did more than that, I can tell!"

"All I'm gonna say is that he let me...give him a hand with something, and we both had a really good time."

"Ohhh...you jerked him off?"

"Um...yeah. I assume you do that for David sometimes?"

She blushed. "Yeah, but I like it! Sometimes he'll do the same for me, too."

"Anyway, it was wonderful and I really like him a lot. So if he's coming, I won't be able to entertain you."

"But I don't need entertaining---"

"Mary," I spoke seriously for a moment. "People are gonna assume that you're available for partying and fucking and such if you're here, underage age or not. My parents are swingers, and so are their friends. So everyone is game, except for me. Everyone knows that. If you say no, then most people will leave you alone. But some will be drunk and/or high, or whatever, and may not listen. It's happened before. I don't want to have to correct someone's behavior because they were too drunk or high to listen if a girl said no."

"But---"

"Despite my differences with them sometimes, I have to protect my parents. There could be real trouble if something happened to you. Or just if someone was pissy and had a big mouth and started talking about underage girls partying at their house. There is enough that goes on here that could get them in trouble, so I don't want to add to that."

"Oh...alright" she said with an extreme pout. "But maybe I could be here early one time, like you said? I mean, if your older boyfriend -- I mean gentleman friend -- wasn't coming."

"Maybe. I'll keep it in mind." She gave me a hopeful smile.

"Do you think...they'll be partying tonight? I-I still wanna sleep with you again. I-I can't sleep home tonight if...he's gonna be there" she said nervously.

"Um, I really didn't think about that. I think they will. It's just not usually as much of a party as it is on Saturdays. But still, people will be here and things will be going on. You'll have to do what I say, and when I say it. If my dad or my...mother say they want us to go in, then we'll need to go in. We really won't be able to go out unless it's for the bathroom."

"But could you...maybe sneak us drinks or something?" she asked playfully.

"Girl, you trying to get me in trouble ahead of time?" I gave her a light tap on the forehead with my palm. "Maybe. I might have friends here that would, if we asked nicely."

"Do you mean your...older girlfriends?"

"Yes. They might, but no guarantees. If they are here, though, I think they'll come say hi. I think they'll like you, too."

"That would be nice. I like older girls, but I just don't know any. Do they only do..."

"Girls? No. One has a boyfriend but is cool getting with women. The other is a little more shy. I think she's just into guys. We've...kissed, but that's it."

"And what if you're older...gentleman comes? Will he come see you?"

"Now that would put me in a difficult spot. I'd want to be...with him for a while, but you probably couldn't be out with us. I don't think he's in town right now. If he is, well...we'll figure something out."

"Cool. I'd like to meet him. I wanna see what kinda older guys you---"

I cut her off.

"He is definitely off limits for you to flirt with, capisci?" I mean it. You can be nice and sweet if he meets you, but that's it. I will be watching." I gave her a stern look.

She looked nervous. "I-I won't, promise. But what if he, or someone else tries to flirt with me? I-I don't want you to get mad."

"He won't. I'll talk to him and he'll know you're with me. He'll also probably keep an eye out for anyone trying to flirt with you. So will my dad, so will our close friends. If someone does, just be polite and excuse yourself. Do not flirt back, understand?"

"Yes, got it."

"Good. I'm sorry if I'm sounding strict, but I don't want there to be any misunderstandings with anyone. I don't want to be displeased and have to deal with anything."

"I know. Promise I won't make any trouble."

"Good. Now for the unpleasant part. We'll go to your house after school and hang out for a while." She made a nervous face. "I'll stay between him and you at all times. You're gonna get David to do the same thing. I don't care if he tries to touch me because it'll cost him. But he will not touch you. We'll stay for a little while and then you'll tell or ask your mom if you can stay the night with me. Do you think she'll let you?"

"Yeah, she's pretty cool about it. She might want your number or something though."

"We can do that. Now, do you think he be a really stupid motherfucker and try to follow us back to my house?"

She looked very concerned all of a sudden. "I-I don't know. What do we do if he does?"

"Well, we won't be walking straight down my street, and we'll be cutting through the cul-de-sac, so he won't be able to follow us in his van. I cut through the neighbor's yard to mine, so we'll get inside faster than he could drive around the block. Plus, he doesn't know where he's going."

"Oh, okay." She looked relieved.

I looked up at the clock and saw that more time had passed after lunch than I realized.

"Hey, it's already two o'clock. Will you help me clean up some? If we don't do it, then it won't get done, and things will be even more messy later."

"Yeah, sure. But, um..."

"What?"

"I'm, um, not so good at leaning up at home. My, um, mom does it mostly" she said sheepishly.

"Mary! Your mother cleans up after you? What's wrong with you? I don't see any broken hands. You can't be a lazy fuck like that!"

She cringed as I scolded her. "I know, I know. You're right, I'm, um, just lazy sometimes."

"Well, you're not gonna be lazy with me. Consider helping me clean up as repaying me for my kindness." I hoped that didn't come out too harshly.

"N-no, of course I will! I-I didn't mean to sound like I wasn't gonna."

"Good. That pleases me." I reached over and playfully pinched her lower lip, earning me a smile.

"What do we need to do first?"

"You go around and empty all the ashtrays and any trash into the garbage cans, then empty them all into the big one in the kitchen. I'll take it to the garage when you're done. I'll vacuum while you do that."

"Okay."

My dad came in as we were cleaning. He was surprised to see Mary helping.

"Hey, now Paulina's having you do our housework?" He asked her with a chuckle.

"Oh -- Hi. It-it's alright. She asked if I would help. She's been...taking care of me since yesterday, so I wasn't not gonna help."

He knew that there was a lot more behind everything but that neither of us would say. He just let it go.

"Well, thanks for helping out. It's been nice to see her with a friend here."

"I-I feel kinda special that she let come here with her after..."

"It's okay, honey. You don't have to say anything."

She gave him a little look of relief. "But thanks for letting me stay last night. I really appreciate it."

"Oh, I don't mind. That was all her. If she wanted you here then there must have been a pretty good reason, so it's cool. Well, I'll leave y'all to it." He turned and left for the garage.

We cleaned for the next hour or so. Everything was vacuumed, emptied and put away by the time we were done. Our living room, kitchen and family room hadn't looked that clean in a few weeks. School was just letting out now, so we would need to head to her house soon. But first, we needed to talk a little more. I led her into the back room to go sit under the big picture window. On the way she noticed the pool table that was covered.

"Wow, y'all have a pool table! Can you teach me to play?"

"Maybe another time. Now come sit for a minute and let's go over things."

She looked a little disappointed but did as I asked.

"Do you think David will be home when we get over there? Or does he usually go to friend's houses right after school?"

"He'll probably want a snack or something, so he should be there. But what if...he's there?"

"I know it will be hard, but I'll need you to act like nothing's wrong. We'll talk and make it clear to whoever is listening that you're gonna spend the night with me. I'm gonna be between you and him the whole time, so he won't touch you."

"Okay, I-I think I'll be alright. I-I'll try."

"Good girl. Both me and hopefully David will be with you. Um, I've been meaning to ask something."

"What?"

"Do you think either of your parents know what he's done to you?"

She got quiet for a moment, with a distant sad look on her face.

"I-I don't know. I think my mom might think something. He tries to feel her up when dad's not looking, and she may have seen him try to touch me, too."

"Seen him?!? And she didn't say or do anything?!? She didn't tell your dad? Why? What's going on with that?" I sounded like I was getting angry.

"Please, Paulina, don't be mad at her. I'm not sure she even saw anything. I-I just hoped..."

"Did you ever tell her? Or tell your dad?"

She looked down at her feet, defeated.

"N-no. I was too...scared...and embarrassed. H-he said he would tell my parents that I made it up and was trying to get him in trouble." She was trying to not get teary eyed.

"That motherfucker" I growled. I was trying to not let my anger come out. I lifted her chin with my palm. "Mary, you know it's not your fault, no matter what he says or tells anyone. People can't get away with that shit anymore. You have to tell people when it happens."

"I-I know I'm s-supposed to...but he...said" she was trying not to cry.

"What? Did he say something else?"

"H-he said he'd...make it h-hurt more than it ever did before...if-if I told anybody."

I pulled her into a hug and felt her tears on my shoulder. I could tell she was trying hard not to cry. I held her for little while until her tears stopped. She stopped sniffling and blew her nose.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I'm not brave like you. I-I'm scared of him."

"Well you don't have to be much longer" I said with a cold voice.

"W-what?!?" Her eyes got big. "You...you're gonna get him k---"

"No dear, as much as I'd like to. I'm a vicious, Hungry Wolf, but won't kill anybody unless they're trying to kill me. Don't worry about that. But I'm not gonna lie and say I'm not gonna make him pay for what he's done to you. And I have some friends of friends that will be collecting a little bit as well."

"What?!? What do you mean? What are you gonna do?" She was agitated but not in an angry way. She still sounded a little scared.

"You don't need to know what I'm gonna do. Not yet anyway. But my friends in Picayune talked to some friends they know in Ozona and found out that he's a creepy piece of shit up there that no one likes. He evidently likes to look and leer at young girls. Not just teenagers." She gasped. "He's pissed people off up there. Let's just say that if -- I mean when he gets back there, an unhappy welcoming committee made up of a few pissed off dads will be waiting for him."

"W-what will they do?"

"I don't know, and I didn't ask. I'm sure he's gonna get a good...talking to, though."

"Oh."

I took one of her hands. "Are you still okay with this? Because it's too late to change what's gonna happen up there."

She was quiet for a moment before squeezing my hand with a little smile. "Yeah...I'm okay."

"Good. You just remember that he's earned everything he's got coming to him, alright?"

"Yes, I know" she answered cooly.

We sat quietly for a few more minutes, holding hands. It was time to go.

Making sure my letter opener was in my purse, I grabbed my little empty travel bag for Mary to put a change of clothes in for the night.

"You ready? I know it's gonna be hard, but I'll be with you the whole time."

"I know" she replied, not quite confidently.

"Oh -- let's call David and see if he's there, along with someone else."

"O-okay."

I dialed his number. He answered it right away.

"Hello David. Can you...talk?" He heard what I was saying.

"Yeah. Um, no one's upstairs."

"Good. We're on our way to your house. When I'm there, I'll be between Mary and him the whole time. I want you to do the same. But we can't be obvious about it. Can I count on you to do this? It will really help her. I know you want to help."

"Yeah, of course. I'll do whatever."

"I have another question. Are you sleeping home tonight?"

"Huh? Oh, um, yeah, I was planning on it. Why?"

"I might need you later. Like late later. Do you stay up?"

"Um, yeah, usually."

"I mean like after midnight."

"Yeah, I should still be up. Why?"

"If I need your help with...something, I want to know I can count on you. I might not, but I might."

"For what?"

"I'm not gonna say now. But it's for her. Is that enough?"

"Yes."

"Good. Can I call you later? Will that bother anyone?"

"No, it's my own phone."

"Of course it is. I'll call you later tonight then. In the meantime, we're walking over and will be there in like fifteen minutes. That...person is there, yes?"

"Yeah..." he answered in an unpleasant tone.

"Okay. See you in a few minutes. Bye." We hung up.

"It seems that David's on board. Now there will be two of us between you and him. I told him we have to be subtle and not obvious about it."

"Okay. I'm glad it'll be both of y'all."

"What time do your parents get home?"

"They're usually home by six or six thirty. Why?"

"Hmm. I was hoping that it would be earlier, but it'll be fine. Your uncle won't bug us if you, David and I like go hang out in your backyard or something, will he?"

"Um, probably not. But me might watch us through the patio door or keep coming outside for something."

"I just want to make sure we're there long enough for your parents to get home so that we can make sure our plans can go forward. I want everyone knows you're staying the night with me. That way he won't wait up for you, nor will he give David a hard time about where you are."

"Oh, okay."

"All right, let's go." I gave her hand a squeeze.

The walk to her house only took about 15 minutes. Being Friday afternoon, lots of kids were out riding their bikes and playing. Lots of adults were out, too, so I didn't have much worry about her uncle bothering us if he saw us walking up. He was inside as we expected.

Before opening the door, I blew Mary a kiss and squeezed her hand for encouragement.

"Remember, stick close and be flirty. He's got to know we like each other."

"Okay."

As soon as we walked inside, her uncle called out to her.

"Merry, that you?" He even had a sleazy voice. We both made faces.

"Yeah, me and my friend Paulina." We didn't wait for him to reply as we went upstairs.

As we went into her bedroom, I stopped her before she closed the door.

"No, leave it open a crack so we can hear if he comes up the stairs."

"Oh, okay. He probably won't since you're with me."

"Good. Get what you want to wear tonight and tomorrow together so it'll be ready to go. I'll stand watch. I'll call David over, too." This got me a little smile.

She got her clothes together and put them in my bag. Looking down the stairs, her uncle wasn't coming, so I quietly walked over to David's door and tapped.

It opened slightly. Even though he knew I was coming, he looked surprised to see me.

"Oh, um, hi."

I surprised him by grabbing his hand and pulling him quickly into Mary's room. When she looked up and saw him, she dropped her clothes and went to him quickly. I stood guard by the door.

"David! I...I..." She hugged him tightly, trying to hold back her tears. After a few moments, she let him go.

"I was...surprised when she called me yesterday" he said in a low voice while pointing at me.

"Um, yeah. It's been a lot of surprises. But she...she's been taking care of me."

"She's being nice? Not picking on you? Do you trust her?" he asked, concerned and still wary of me. I gave him a sarcastic look.

"Yes, she's been very sw-- I mean nice. She really helped me yesterday. I'm...I'm grateful to her. Please trust her, even if it's only today, okay?"

"Alright, I will if you do."

She took his hand and wrapped one pinky around his. "I do now. She's okay." She gave him a sweet smile, which he returned.

He sat on the bed as she continued to pack some clothes.

"So you're sleeping at her house ag---"

Mary covered his mouth, shaking her head `no.'

He gave her a look of recognition. "Tonight?" He recovered without missing a beat.

"Yeah," she replied in her normal voice, which could probably be heard downstairs. "Were gonna eat pizza and listen to records and hang out. Hil and Carrie might come over."

David's eyes got wide and he was about to say something when she covered his mouth again. He really didn't expect to hear that, even if it was part of the ruse.

She gave him a look of `I know.' "I think we're all going swimming at Carrie's house all day. It's gonna be so nice to lounge by the pool and hang out."

"Oh, um, that sounds fun. No boys, huh?" He played along with the conversation.

"Nope. No boys. Just a girls day at the pool" she said with a giggle.

"Okay, that sounds cool. I'm probably go ride bikes with the guys or something."

"What are mom and dad doing? I hope they're not staying inside all day."

"Don't know. We can ask when they get home."

Mary finished packing her bag. She whispered in David's ear for him to put it just inside his door.

"Come on, let's go hang out on the patio." She pointed to me to let David pass. He would go down the stairs first, in front of her, with me following behind her.

Holding her hand, we followed David down. I kept expecting her uncle to try to get close and touch her, but he was playing it cool and keeping his distance. He was sitting on the sofa as we headed for the patio door. I was wary and vigilant.

Just as we were about to open the patio door, her uncle called for her.

"Merry, bring me a beer, would'ja?"

She froze up for a second before I pushed her butt to keep her moving.

"Where are they?" I asked her.

"In-in the fridge, bottom shelf."

"I'll give it to him. You get outside. Make sure David is sitting between the door and you."

"Okay." She looked nervous.

Opening the fridge, I saw a case of cheap beer where she said. Taking one out, I gave it a good shake. Then I shook another. Then the whole case. I went back to the living room and stood just close enough to hand it to him.

"Mary said to grab one for you."

He gave me a leery once-over. "Oh. Thanks. Who'er you?" He gave me a creepy smile.

"I'm Paulina. Mary's my...sweetest friend" I said in my most fake saccharin voice.

"Huh. You're a perdy one."

I made an unpleasant face before turning around and heading for the patio door. I tried not to laugh as I closed it behind me.

"Sonovabitch!" we heard their uncle yell. We saw him get up and go to the bathroom.

"What happened? What did you do?" she asked.

"Oh, the beer exploded on him. I guess it got shook up."

They both looked at each other before looking at me. They tried not to laugh.

"Mutherfuckersumbitch!" we heard him yell again.

"What now?"

"Oh, I think all of them might have gotten shook up. He's gotta be more careful handling his beers" I said innocently as I twirled the end of my ponytail.

It was harder to hold in the laughs this time. Mary gave me a sweet smile and rubbed her foot against my leg. Her other foot was around David's ankle.

He leaned in to talk low for a moment while their uncle was in the bathroom wiping himself off.

"What are y'all gonna do later? What were you talking about earlier, Paulina?"

"She's sleeping with me again tonight."

His eyes got wide. I reached under the table and put my hand on his knee.

"Sleeping. With me. Just sleeping. Probably." I gave him a sly grin.

"Wha?!? You...you two?!?" He was almost shocked. Mary blushed heavily.

"Maybe, David. Anyway, she'll be staying with me, so she'll be safe. Do you have any idea when he's gonna go back to Mississippi?"

"Um, yeah. He said there's a race or something he wants to go to Saturday night."

"Good. Do y'all think he'll drive anywhere tomorrow?"

David looked confused and wondered why I would ask such a specific question.

"Um, if all his beers are shook up, then he'll probably get more tonight, so I doubt he'll go anywhere else before he leaves. He said the race is at five o'clock, so he'll probably leave like at three or something."

"Good. That'll work" I replied coolly.

"Huh? What're you talking about?"

"It's okay, Dave. Don't worry about it." Mary rubbed his thigh under the table.

"Um...okay, if you say. So what were you talking about earlier? You sounded all...mysterious."

"Needs to be secret, David." I pointed to the house.

"Oh."

"Your bedroom window looks down on the street, right?"

"Yeah."

"Leave it open a little tonight, enough so you can hear me if I need to call up to you."

"Um, okay. Why are you gonna be down under my window? Where's she gonna be?"

"She's gonna be safe and sound back in my bedroom."

"Wha?? What do you mean? You're confusing me." He sounded like he was starting to get exasperated.

I placed my hand on his arm and rubbed it slowly. He was shocked that I touched him, but then relaxed. He didn't move his arm away.

"David, I'm doing something tonight to make it so that your uncle can't come visit unannounced for a while. I can't have Mary with me, so she'll stay at my house. She'll have several people watching over her and will be very safe. I promise. If she came with me, I couldn't make that promise." I continued to rub his arm.

His eyes got wide again before settling down. "Oh. What, um, do you need me to do?"

"I don't know yet. Probably nothing but I want to make sure you'll be there if I need help. You'll be doing it for her, not me. And you too, I think."

He looked at my serious face for a moment before seeming to acknowledge it.

"Yeah, I can help you" he replied coolly.

"Good. I should be back over here right after midnight. I'll call you before I come." I took my hand back.

"Okay. Um, what are you gonna do?"

"Does it matter?"

He contemplated this before answering.

"No, I guess not."

"Good. Don't worry about it then."

"Dave," Mary put her hand on his, "Just let her do whatever it is. I don't care. I just know she's gonna help things. Please trust her."

"Al-alright. Let me know what you need me to do later." He still had some confusion in his voice.

"Now, there's something that we need to discuss, David. I've already discussed it with Mary and she's agreed."

"What?"

"I need you and your asshole friends to stop being obnoxious dicks to me and my girls."

"What?!? I'm not a---"

"Yes you are, and you know it. I know you don't like me, for whatever reason. That's fine. But stop being such a dick in school about it. Mary and I have made peace, more or less, and we've agreed to be civil and not be bitches to each other. Right Mary?"

"She's right, Dave. I'm not gonna be mean and bitchy. I did it mostly because of Hil, but I'm over it. She's been...good to me, more than I probably deserve. If you don't wanna do it for her, then do it for me, okay?"

She gave him doe eyes, which he could not resist. Plus, he could rarely tell his sister no. He truly loved her and wanted her to be happy.

"Are you...you sure? I...I don't like her."

"I'm not asking you to like her. Just don't be mean or bitchy to her or her friends. Ignore them, or whatever. Please? For me?"

"Fine, alright. But I'm doing it because you asked me, not her." He crossed his arms and pouted.

"Thanks, Dave" she said sweetly. She kissed the end of a fingertip and brought it to his lips, earning her a smile.

"Thanks, Dave" I said sweetly as I copied what Mary did. His eyes got wide in surprise. He did give me a slight smile after.

"Good. One more thing -- tell that little motherfucker David P. to knock his shit off too, or I'm gonna beat his ass till he's black and blue. Then I'm gonna give him to my boy Robert, who will continue where I left off. He really displeases me, and I don't like to be displeased. But you two know this already. I'm seriously sick of him and my patience is wearing thin. He likes you, so make him listen, okay?"

"Oh. Um, I'll talk to him."

I reached out and grabbed his arm, more firmly than he expected. "Be persuasive, ok?"

"Uh, yeah" he replied nervously.

"You know, Dave, I don't like him much either. He's a little dick" Mary added.

"Oh. I thought you thought he was ok."

"No, never really did. Plus he's always trying to look down my shirt. I'll let you see them, but no one else" she said in her sultry voice.

"Ahem. No one else?" I asked playfully. She turned beet red.

"Mary! You...y'all...did you---"

In my sultry voice, I replied "David, we took a shower together and washed each other's hair. After that, I took her to bed and sucked those lovely nipples. Then she let me eat her pussy until she exploded. She tastes heavenly. And no, she didn't do me. It was a present for her" I gave him a sly smile.

"Huh?!? Oh...um...oh. M-Mary?"

She covered her face with her hair and hands, trying not to blush more than she was.

I sat back with a smug look, trying not to laugh. It was probably literally the last thing he would ever expect to happen. His mind was truly blown.

I put my hand back on his arm, startling him again. "David, it was wonderful. It was warm and sweet and loving. I wanted nothing in return. It's what she needed. So don't think about it too much, okay?"

"Oh. Um, okay. I'll try not to."

I leaned in closer. "One more thing -- she said you're so much bigger than I am. She said you've got a good one for fucking!" I said playfully. This time they both blushed.

"Oh! I...um...thanks." He looked shocked again for a moment before giving me his own smug smile.

"So, you're good with this?" I returned to my semi-serious voice.

"Yeah, okay. I'll shut up and try to get the other guys to, too."

"Thank you. I appreciate it. Now -- shhh! He's coming out here." I quickly got up and stood behind Mary. I took my brush out of my purse and started to brush her hair. I was so close that there was no way he could touch her.

The patio door slid open and he came out. Stopping to look at us for a moment, he looked like he lost his train of thought. David was between him and Mary, and I was against her back, brushing her hair. There was no way he could get to her.

"Ahem. Merry, cin ya come show me how ta start ya warsher?"

"I'll do it, unc. Come on" David said as he stood up. Making sure he was watching, I leaned in close and nuzzled my nose in Mary's hair while wrapping my arms around her neck protectively. I gave her earlobe a quick kiss before staring back at him.

"Oh...um, okay." He looked both confused and irritated. We were definitely in his way. It was almost like we were doing it on purpose, he thought.

Mary had been holding her breath. When he turned and went back in, she let out a sigh.

"Th-thanks. He...um...he's done that before to get me away from Dave." She almost teared up.

"Well David saved the moment. I told you, he's not gonna get his dirty paws on you."

She reached up and squeezed my hand, which I squeezed back.

David came back a few minutes later, looking irritated.

"What happened?" I asked.

"He's just trying to start some shit. He didn't even have clothes ready to wash. I think he's trying to get Mary away from us."

"Well, he's seen that it's not gonna happen." I hugged her tighter. "Anything else?"

"Yeah. He started asking about you. He said you're real hot, too."

I made a face. "I'm trying not to gag. He's disgusting. But if he wants to pay attention to me, then he'll have to leave Mary alone."

"But what is he tries something with you? Like feel you up or something?"

I gave him an `oh, please' look. "David, with the little you know about me, do you really think he'd get away with something like that? I mean, if he does cop a feel or something, he will pay for it. You know that."

"Oh...yeah."

"I was actually planning on letting him have a touch or two" I said with an evil grin.

"Wha? Why?" He sounded a little shocked.

"You don't think I'm leaving here today without hitting him at least once, do you? If he touches me, well then, there's my reason. I won't have to make up an excuse."

"Oh."

My voice got cold and serious for a moment. I put my hand back on his arm. He didn't flinch this time.

"David, he will start to learn that he has to pay for what he's done and change the errors of his ways. He will start learning today. They will be painful lessons. I hope for his sake he takes them to heart." I bared my teeth a little.

"Oh...um, okay."

Mary reached over and squeezed his hand and gave him her own evil grin. He smiled back.

We sat out on the patio and chatted about mundane, unimportant things, like music, movies, etc. Each of us were thinking how odd it was, and that I was the last person they ever expected to be sitting and talking with.

Every now and then their uncle would walk to the glass door and look at us. We pretended not to notice him, but each time he did I made an obvious show of being flirty, like holding Mary's hand or playing with her hair. I even got brave and stroked David's arm and touched his hair, much to his surprise.

At one point her uncle leaned against the glass. The outline of an erection was visible in his jeans. I squeezed both their hands suddenly.

"Look y'all, he's got a hard on! I guess watching us got him all hot `n bothered!"

David made a disgusted face. Mary made a gagging sound.

I stared at him for a moment, catching his eye. He stared back and adjusted himself. It didn't look very big. I deliberately rolled my eyes in dismissal. He sneered at me and walked away.

"Well, I think I just pissed him off. Good." I sounded pleased.

They looked at each other and smiled as well.

I made a sneaky face.

"Mary, um, his dick doesn't look very big. I know it's bigger than my big clit." The both got wide eyed and almost gasped. "But I bet yours is bigger, huh Dave? I mean, we've both felt it." I giggled.

Mary turned bright red and hid her face in her hair. David's face turned red as well, as he turned away in embarrassment.

"Aww, I'm sorry y'all. I didn't mean to embarrass you. But I can tell he's a fuckhead with a small dick. That's probably why."

Mary got real quiet and looked down at the ground while pulling on a strand of hair.

"I-I don't wanna talk about that anymore." She was trying to hold in tears.

I got up and hugged her tight. "Sweetie, I-I'm so sorry. I-I shouldn't have joked about that. It was insensitive of me. I won't do it again."

She looked up at me, trying to show a brave face. "O-okay. Th-thanks."

David looked a little hurt as well. I stroked his arm and apologized to him also. He gave me a little smile but didn't say anything.

We sat there silently for a few minutes. I wanted to recover the mood but didn't know what to say. I was about to speak when we heard a car pull up and a door open. It was their mother.

"Oh good, mom's home!" Mary sounded relieved.

We all got up and headed inside. David walked ahead of us while I stayed as close to Mary's side as I could. I didn't know what her mom would think if she saw us holding hands so tightly. I had no idea if she knew Mary and Hilary used to be so close.

Their mother was putting her purse down as we walked up. She was pretty. Mary looked more like her than David did. Mary gave her a big hug, which looked like it surprised her. She leaned over and gave David a kiss on the forehead. He looked a little embarrassed, like a typical teenage boy would be.

She gave me a once-over before smiling sweetly.

"Mary, Dave, who's your friend? You sure are pretty" she said sweetly.

"Mom, this is our classmate Paulina. We've had classes together since like 4th grade. Paulina, this is our mom, Mary."

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. S." I said respectfully.

"You can just call me Mary. Just don't call her junior, like her dad does!" she said with a laugh.

"Mommm! Stop!" Mary blushed with embarrassment.

"Alright, dear."

We heard her uncle's sleazy voice. "Hey, Merry. You're lookin' nice."

Their mother rolled her eyes and tried to hide a look of disgust. Mary looked at me with an almost identical face.

An idea came to me that I wanted to run by her. But first we had to get the plans in place for the night.

"Miss Mary? Would it be okay if Mary slept over with me tonight? Some other girls from school will be with us. Then we're going swimming at Carrie's house tomorrow."

"Well, sure. I don't see why not. Sounds like you girls will have a lot of fun. Give me your phone number in case I need to talk to her."

"Yes ma'am. Here it is." I wrote it down for her. I was afraid she was going to stick it on their fridge where their uncle could see it, but she stuck it in her purse. I hoped he wouldn't go in there.

I looked over and saw her uncle watching us. He caught my eye and gave me a sleezy smile. I turned away, pretending not to have seen it.

I needed to get Mary away for a few minutes. The first thing that came to me was us going to the bathroom.

"Mary, I need to use the bathroom. Can you show it to me?" I asked sweetly.

"Sure. Come on."

She took my hand and led us up the stairs to the one by her room.

David was about to follow us when their mom asked him to stay and help her. I was glad he did.

We went in the bathroom and locked the door. Mary looked anxious.

"You okay?" I took her hand.

"Yeah...I think so. I'm just worried."

"About what?"

"He was um, looking at my mom like he does sometimes. My dad's not home yet. That's when he tries to feel her up sometimes." She looked down with her sad face.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. I don't want to leave until your dad gets home. I know David will be here, but I don't trust his drunk, creepy ass."

She looked relieved that I was thinking the same thing. As much as she wanted to leave, she didn't trust him with her mom.

"Yeah. He'd make up something to get Dave out of the room."

"Well, I'm gonna stay in between both him, you and your mom. Dave's gonna help me, too."

She gave me a sweet smile.

"Now, I really do have to use the bathroom." I started to undo my pants.

"Oh. Do you want me to leave? I can go..."

"No, I'd rather you stay where I can see you. I mean, if you're not bothered by me peeing in the same room with you."

"N-no. I just wasn't sure how you'd feel."

I gave her a look. "Really? After everything? Come on..."

"I know. Just wanted to ask."

I sat on the toilet and emptied my bladder in a strong stream. I `mmm'd to myself as I did. I didn't realize she was listening and watching so closely. I decided to see if she'd be freaked out.

Just as my stream was ending, I ran a fingertip through it. Staring into her eyes, I brought it up slowly and began to suck it in a suggestive manner. Her eyes got big but she didn't say anything.

"Ummm" I purred. "Salty, but not what you'd expect. Not bad tasting at all."

"Oh..." She looked surprised.

I decided not to mess with her anymore, so I wiped off the tip of my big clit and flushed. After washing my hands, we turned to leave. I took her hand and stayed in front of her.

We walked down the stairs, keeping a lookout for her uncle. As expected, he had made his way into the kitchen. But David was in between him and his mom, staying closer to her than usual.

Still holding my hand, we stopped next to her mom.

"Mom, when is dad getting home?" I noticed that she used a younger, more innocent tone of voice with her mother. It was probably not intentional, but sweet anyway.

"Oh, he should be here any minute." We heard her say under her breath "I hope."

Mary gave her a concerned look but tried to not let it show. "Me too."

Her uncle started to walk towards the fridge. I gently pushed Mary towards the counter, who in turn made her mom move a little away as well. I took Mary's spot, which he would walk behind. As I expected, I felt him subtly rub my ass as he opened the fridge and bent down to get a beer. I smiled to myself and gently moved just enough that he couldn't reach me.

"That's one" I whispered in her ear.

As he stood up, he moved closer and felt my ass again as he closed the door.

"That's two" I whispered in her ear again.

Again, I didn't react. I had a feeling this would give him the confidence to try it again.

I wanted to make it happen so I could smack him when no one was looking. He was walking slowly back to the couch, subtly giving my ass a look or two before sitting down. I backed away from Mary for a bit, knowing he was in the living room and couldn't get to her. I decided to push things, so I walked around to the living room side of the breakfast peninsula that separated the two rooms. I kept looking at Mary, seemingly not paying attention to him. He decided to get up again and walk by me, like he was going to the downstairs bathroom. As he did, I felt a firm hand on my ass. I turned and looked at him. He gave me a sleezy look and brought his finger to his lips to say `quiet'. He gave me another head-to-toe once-over before turning around and heading to the bathroom. I noticed that David, Mary and their mom were talking and not paying attention to me for a few moments. I quietly followed him around the corner and crept up behind him. He didn't realize I was there until I hit him. I punched him right in a kidney.

"Ooooof!" he groaned as he tripped and almost lost is balance. Turning around quickly, he came face to face with my fully bared teeth. He looked startled to see them.

I leaned in close, but not too close, and pointed in his face. I spoke in my coldest voice.

"Touch me again, motherfucker, and see what happens. I promise it will hurt more. Capisci?"

"What? Ah didn' touch ya on purpose. Wuz an accident." He thought I was dumb enough to believe him.

"Oh. In that case, sorry." I looked around real quick. Everyone was still talking in the kitchen. I turned to him with an evil smile and kicked him in the balls as hard but as quietly as I could. He fell to his knees with a louder groan than before. He sat there in pain, holding his nuts. I leaned in close and said "Sorry. It was an accident." I made a fist and feinted a punch to his face. He flinched and turned away. "Pussy." I gave him an imperial scowl before walking backwards to the kitchen. I made my way back behind Mary and touched her hip. I don't think either of them noticed me slip away for a few moments.

"Paulina, did you hear something?"

"Yeah, I think your uncle tripped."

Her eyes got wide and she looked like she wanted to ask something. I put my finger on her lips, telling her to keep quiet.

I mouthed "I'll tell you in a bit." She shook her head in acknowledgement.

A moment later, we heard a loud "Sumbitch, not again!" come from the living room. Another beer exploded when her uncle opened it.

I poked Mary and giggled. "Bad luck with those beers today."

Mary's mom made a scowl. "Whatever that was, you better clean it up!" she yelled.

"Yeah yeah, alright" her uncle growled back.

Mary and David's dad arrived a few minutes later. All three of them looked relieved that he was home. He came in, kissed his wife, kissed Mary on the top of her head and clapped David on his shoulder. Then he looked at me.

"Well, hello there. What's your name? I assume you're in school with these two?" he asked sweetly.

I tried not to flirt, so I didn't twirl the end of my ponytail or give him sweet eyes.

"Hi Mr. S, I'm Paulina. I've had classes with David and Mary for years."

"Good to know. Well y'all excuse me so I can go change."

As he walked past the couch, he gave his brother a look. He was clearly not happy that he was still here.

"Hey, bro" he said in passing. His brother held up his half-empty beer in mock salute but didn't say anything.

After a few minutes he came back. He had changed out of his work clothes and looked more relaxed. I chatted with them all for a few minutes before looking at my watch and giving Mary a nod. She was ready to go.

"Mom, dad, we're gonna head out. I'll see y'all tomorrow!" She gave them each a hug. David ran upstairs and brought my bag with Mary's clothes in it.

"David, come walk with us a little." Mary asked.

Their uncle just gave me a dirty look. I gave him a menacing wolf smile in return before we walked out.

When we were a few houses away, we sat down on the street corner.

"Alright Paulina, what happened? What did you do?" Mary asked excitedly.

"Well, I told you he felt my ass twice. I let him go with two. I don't think y'all noticed me go stand around the peninsula, but he walked by and felt it a third time. He really grabbed it. He even told me to be quiet. That one cost him. Y'all were talking with your mom and not looking, so I snuck up behind him and punched him in the kidney before he got to the bathroom. He tried to lie and said he touched me on accident. I played dumb and said okay. Then I kicked him hard in the nuts. You heard him fall. While he was holding them in pain, I leaned in and said "Sorry, it was an accident." I left him there and went back to you. That's when your dad got home."

"Ohmygod! That's...that's what that motherfucker deserves!" she said confidently.

"Yeah" David added with a smile.

"I didn't want us to leave before your dad got home. I didn't like the way he was looking at your mom."

Mary and David shared a look. They hated it when he did that. They knew he'd try to touch or feel her up when their dad wasn't home yet.

"So now, we're free for the evening. I think I can tell y'all what the plan is. But I need both of you to promise it stays between us. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, can know about this. Y'all understand?"

"Yeah" they both answered.

"Promise? Pinky toe promise?"

David looked surprised that I'd use the special promise that the two of them shared, but he shook his head in agreement.

Mary surprised me when she pulled off one of her shoes and then she held her toes up. "Come on, y'all. Pinky toe promise."

I wasn't sure what to do so I watched them. We all took off one shoe. Like Hilary, Mary had long toes. Her and David held their feet together and entwined their toes for a moment.

"Now your turn. Dave, pinky toe swear with her."

He looked nervous touching me again, but he held his foot up. I placed it against his and we entwined our toes together.

"Now me." Her and I touched feet and entwined toes. I liked how strong of a grip hers had. Definitely crab toes.

She looked satisfied. "Go ahead, Paulina. We've pinky toed promised. We won't break it, right Dave?"

"No, we won't."

"Okay. I'll trust y'all. Later tonight, I'm gonna come back over and make a couple of adjustments to his van." Their eyes got wide. "They're not gonna be much at first, but they will become problems after he's been driving a while. They could turn into big problems. Y'all still okay with that?"

Mary definitely looked like she was sure. I couldn't quite read David though.

"David, this is seriously important that you're okay with it. I promise that it will put a stop to him coming down here and hurting your sister for a very long time, probably permanently. He won't bother your mom anymore, either. Or you."

He looked like he thought about it for a minute before answering me.

"Okay. I'm okay with it. If it means that he'll leave us all alone, then yeah."

I looked him in the eyes and gently took his hand in mine. He was less surprised than before that I was touching him again.

"David, I don't think y'all will see him for a very, very long time. No more showing up at your house unannounced, no more mooching off your dad. No more feeling your mom up. No more threatening you. No more abusing Mary. None of it."

Hearing it spoken in plain terms and not hiding anything was surprising to both of them. They didn't even speak directly about what he had been doing to Mary. It was just it' or that'. Never called what it was. We all sat silently for a few minutes.

"I should be able to fix things myself but I might need your help. If I do, can I count on you?"

He answered with a cool "Yes."

"Good. I need you to get some things for me so I don't have to bring them. It looks like your dad's got a lot of tools in his garage. Will you be able to pick out what I need?"

"Yeah. I help him with his car sometimes."

"Good. I'm going to arrange it so that his brakes will eventually fail. The fuel lines over the hot exhaust may develop a leak as well, which could cause a bigger problem. His door handle or lock might not be working properly either. You still okay with this?" He shook his head yes.

"Okay. I'll call you a little later and tell you exactly what I need. Mary said he gets pretty drunk before passing out, and that he's hard to wake up. That's good. We don't need him getting up and looking out the window. First thing though will be his keys. Or at least to make sure his doors are unlocked."

"He leaves his keys on the coffee table, so I'll take them when he goes to the bathroom or something."

"I just need the driver's door unlocked."

"Okay."

"Paulina, tell him what else. What you told me." Mary added.

"You're gonna do more?" David asked, sounding surprised. What I told him so far sounded like plenty.

"If I only did what I just told you, he would be getting off easy. But he's got more to pay for. He's a worse piece of shit than I think either of y'all know. I have friends who have friends in Ozona who know who he is. Everybody thinks he's creepy motherfucker. He likes to look and leer at girls. Moms, teenagers, and little girls. Young ones. Don't some of your friends have little sisters?"

"Um, yeah."

"Imagine him looking at them and wanting to do what he's done to M---"

"Alright, I-I get it. That's...fuckin' disgusting." He looked nauseated.

"Well, there are some dads up there that don't like the way he looks at their little girls. Or their wives. So they're gonna...talk to him. Help him see the error of his ways. Persuade him to never do anything like that in the future."

"Oh...okay."

"There's a little bit more." They both looked surprised. "Those guys up there don't know any names or details, but they do know that he's...had his way with a relative in New Orleans..."

"Oh!" Mary covered her mouth to hold in a gasp. David looked at me wide eyed.

"There gonna...talk to him about this also. I don't think it'll be a pleasant conversation."

I let it all sink in for a few minutes. Mary thought it all sounded like overkill at first. But then she thought about all the times he hurt her. The first time he made her jerk him off when she was nine. The first time he made her suck him off when she was ten. The first time he raped her when she was twelve. The time he beat her severely for kicking him in the balls when trying to get away when she was thirteen. Looking at it all together, it didn't sound like overkill at all. He had a lot to pay for.

David was thinking similar thoughts. I didn't know the details of what his uncle did to him, but I assumed he probably forced him to jerk him off or suck his dick. I hoped it was nothing more than that. I did know that he had to watch him fuck Mary at least once, maybe more. If he didn't watch, he would hurt her more. So for all the ways he hurt the two of them, and even his mom, he thought he should pay. Even if it seemed like a lot. They could never get back what he took from them or made them suffer through.

We all came back to the present after being lost in our thoughts for a few minutes. I noticed a look of resolve on both Mary and David's faces. I knew there were no qualms about what was going to be done.

"David, we're gonna be at my house all night. I'm gonna come here around midnight. Mary's gonna stay at my house until I get back. I don't think it'll take long to do what I need to do, so you can go to sleep when I'm done. I'll call up to you or flash my red flashlight at your window or something. Just make sure you're in your room around midnight, okay?"

"Okay, I got it."

"Alright. We're gonna head out now. Go hang out with your boys, or whatever you usually do on Fridays. I'll call you in a few hours."

Mary got up and pulled him into a tight hug. She whispered in his ear "It might be over. Finally over..." He felt a warm tear fall on his neck. When she let him go he could see that she was teary eyed, but it wasn't from fear this time.

He leaned in close and kissed her lips. "I know. I hope so too."

I stood there waiting for them to have their moment. When he let her go, he just looked at me for a few seconds.

"So Dave, I don't get a hug and a kiss too?" I said sarcastically.

"Oh. Um, yeah, if you want." He was almost flustered.

"Yes, I want. So come hug and kiss me" I replied smugly.

"Um, okay." He awkwardly pulled me into a stiff hug and gave my lips a short kiss. I didn't let him go when he tried to pull away.

"What the hell was that? Mary, I thought you said he was sweet and made you feel good. I know you don't like me, but don't be such a robot. Come here."

I pulled him back into our hug, but this time with a little warmth and feeling. I pulled his hands down to my waist and then wrapped mine around his neck. I looked him in the eyes before planting a soft, sensuous kiss on his lips. He was nowhere near as good looking as Mary, but he wasn't awful, either. I slowly released him and backed away. His eyes were wide and looked like he had never been kissed by anyone other than Mary before. Or not as nicely.

I gave him a playful poke in the chest.

"Geez David, whenever you get a girlfriend, you'll need to do better than that. Mary, you have to train him better." He realized that I was playing with him and not being insulting, so he made a sheepish little smile.

"Oh, don't you worry. He's gonna get a lot more practice" she said sweetly, which caused him to blush.

"Good. And David?"

"Huh?"

"Put on some chap stick or something. You still have rough lips." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Yeah, alright." He smirked at my dig, as he remembered when I told him his lips were rough the first time. It was after splitting them open with a punch during a fight. They were bleeding, so I leaned in for a Wolf's deep kiss, licking and sucking the blood away.

I took the bag from Mary's shoulder and slung it over mine. Holding her hand, I gave David a little wave.

"I'll call you later. See you tonight maybe."

"Bye Dave" Mary said sweetly as she blew him a little kiss.

We both turned and walked away.

As we walked to my house, Mary and I chatted. She held my hand some, then let it go, then held it again. She had a sweet, carefree smile, which I didn't remember ever seeing before.

"You know, if Kathy was here, she'd be mad at me, and probably want to scratch your eyes out" I said with a giggle.

"I know. She's like your girlfriend, huh?"

"Hmm, kind of, I guess. She's the closest to me. I care for her a lot, and she does the same for me. But she knows that I like other people and will even get physical with them." I reached out and pinched her butt, making her hop with an `oh!'.

"Like who else? I mean besides me?" she said with a little blush.

"Well, I like Tina H. too. And she likes me a lot, kinda like Kathy does"

"Who?"

"The pretty light skinned black girl."

"Oh. She is pretty. Anybody else?" She really seemed to be excited over hearing about my love life.

"Hmm. There's a boy who goes to Shaw who likes both me and Kathy."

"A boy? You really like boys?"

"Sure, don't you?"

"Well, yeah. It's just that I never see you talk to any, or flirt with anyone besides girls."

"I guess I do like girls better, but I do like guys as well."

"Especially older ones, huh?" she giggled as she pinched my nipple, earning her a little `eeep'.

"Yes, I'm not gonna lie. I do love the attention of older, mature men. Some of them are so charming and irresistible..." I smiled dreamily and fingered my bracelet as I thought about Bernard.

"So, how many `gentlemen' are you...close to?"

"Hmm..." I began counting on my fingers.

"Come on! I know it's not that many. And I know you know exactly who they are."

"Well, yes, I do. At the moment I have three, possibly five gentleman friends."

Her eyes got wide. "Really?!? How did you meet them? What did y'all...do?"

"That's private, so I'm not gonna tell you any more than I already have." She gave me a little pout. "But I met one here in my neighborhood. He pays me to do chores and housework for him sometimes. His wife died and he doesn't have kids. And I told you about my other one. He came to a party one night and we ended up together, for the most part."

"And the other three? You said maybe five."

"One lives in Picayune. He and his wife are super...sweet to me. I met the other two on the train to Picayune. They were businessmen on their way to the college in Hattiesburg. They let me sit with them and keep them company. We talked and drank Mimosas and..."

"And? And what?"

"Wouldn't you like to know!" I pinched her nipple in return.

"Come on, tell me! Please?"

"I'd rather not say. It's private."

"Uwahh" she pouted.

"Tell you what. I'll show you the nice present I got from them for being such...friendly company."

Her eyes lit up. "They got you a present?!? Do, um, all the older guys you know give you presents?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

Her voice got lower for a moment. `Do you have to do---"

"Mary, I never have to do anything I don't want to do. But I know what you're asking. Yes, I'll do some physical...sexual things with some people, and they give me presents and things in return."

"But isn't that like...like a pros---"

"Maybe. Maybe I'm just a little whore." Her eyes got wide. "Or maybe I just care about people and like to make them feel good. And maybe they show their appreciation by giving me things. Do you have a problem with that?" I didn't realize I had a little irritation in my voice.

"No, no. It's alright. I-I don't think anything's wrong with that. I kinda...like that idea. So, um, what kind of presents have you gotten? Is that one?" She pointed to my bracelet.

I wrapped my hand around it lovingly before answering.

"...Yes, it is. It's a very special gift from someone who's very...special to me. I-I love it a lot" I replied with a sweet, crushy tone.

"It's really pretty. Can I see it?"

"Yes, you can look at it."

She was impressed that I received such a nice piece of jewelry from someone. She also wondered what I did to earn it.

"Is it real gold? Are those real diamonds? The green ones are your birthstone, huh?" She asked with an excited look.

"Yes, everything is real. The gold is 14 karat and my birthstones are peridots. The little diamonds are real, too."

"Wow. It looks really expensive. Old, too."

"It's an antique from Italy. I think it is expensive, but he won't tell me. He said a lady never asks how much a gift costs."

"Oh." She was really impressed. She didn't think her dad ever gave her mom something so nice besides her wedding rings.

"Can I try it---"

"No. No one else gets to wear this. It's special for me. It's mine and mine only." I unconsciously pulled my hand back and covered it protectively.

She was surprised to see me get possessive over a piece of jewelry. She used to share rings and necklaces and bracelets with everyone. It must have been more important to me than she thought.

"Okay...sorry. It's really pretty. I like it. Your gentleman has great taste."

"Oh, he does" I replied in my dreamy voice again.

"Huh. So what else have you gotten?"

"I can show you a few things. But no more questions about what we may have done, okay?" I poked one of her boobs.

"Alright, alright. I guess I'll quit asking...for now" she replied sarcastically.