Paulina

Paulina Rescues Mary Part 4A -- Sunday Morning

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This is part 4A of the multi-part story "Paulina Rescues Mary," which takes place one week Thursday evening through Sunday evening. The events takes place about four weeks or so after Paulina gave her virginity to Bernard and two weeks after her train trip to the country to visit Big Jim and Mary Sue.

Please read the prelude "Paulina and Mary's Pain" first, as it will provide some context and background for the entire story.

This section covers Sunday morning at Paulina's and Mary's houses.

Here are the main characters in this part:

Paulina/Empress, 15: Pretty crossdressing boy.

Mary, 15: Classmate of Paulina. Formerly included in the group of school 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.

George, 26: Rude guest who interested in Mary. Paulina eventually had to get physical and give him an attitude adjustment. She broke his nose in the early morning hours.

Dawn and Shawn, mid 30's: Family friends that Paulina is closest to.

Big Jim, 30: Paulina's friend in Picayune that she met the same night she met Bernard at her house. Jim was a soldier in the Special Forces ("Green Berets") during the Viet Nam war. He helped her with Mary's situation. Paulina's train trip was to go visit him and his fiance Bunny/Mary Sue.

Hank, 33: Paulina's stepdad.

Marie, 40: Paulina's mother.

Mrs. Mary S., 35: Mary and David's mother. Sister-in-law to their uncle. Often felt up by him when her husband wasn't present. She just found out about Mary being abused by him.

Sunday Morning

I woke up at about 6:00 or so, needing to go pee. My head throbbed a little when I moved. I would get some aspirin when I went as well.

Mary was sound asleep. Her mouth was slightly open, and I felt a little wet spot on my neck where she was drooling. She was adorable though, looking like a little girl. She made a little `mmm' as I carefully pulled away from her. I slid my pillow close and she immediately hugged it. I slipped on the pink camisole that matched my panties and left for the bathroom.

I peeked in the guest room to see who was there. I saw Dawn and Shawn but was surprised by who was in the other bed. It was Ann and Dave. I didn't know they hooked up earlier. He wasn't bad looking, so I wasn't too surprised. Ann slept with a lot of guys, which I thought was pretty cool. More power to her.

I walked slowly to the bathroom, as I wasn't quite sure if I was still feeling tipsy or not. I locked the door behind me and sat down on toilet. I let out a long `ahhhh' as I relaxed and pushed at the same time, letting my full bladder empty. It felt good. I gave my big clit a tight squeeze and tasted the last drops of urine that came out. I smiled to myself as I thought about how gross most people thought it was.

Water and Anacin were next. I knew that if I didn't take them then I would have a serious headache later. Headaches were usually horrible for me. After three glasses of water to wash the pills down, I figured I would be okay.

As I was leaving the bathroom, I looked in the kitchen and saw a little trail of blood spots. I got a wet paper towel and wiped them up so there would be no questions about it later. The trail led to the family room, up to where George had passed out on the floor next to one of the couches. The front of his shirt was bloody, I assume he used it to stop the bleeding. I didn't understand why he didn't use paper towels.

Feeling a moment of sympathy, I went back into the kitchen and grabbed several. I wet a few and kept some dry. Returning to him, I gently kicked his foot to see if he would wake up. He didn't stir. He was lying on his side, which was good. I bent over and wiped his face and neck off. When it was clean, I put the dry towels in his hand and pulled it close to his face. I figured his nose might bleed again when he got up and moved, so this way he would have something to stop it immediately. I didn't want him to use his hand and get blood on the couch if he touched it.

Satisfied with my work, I figured he'd be alright. It was probably going to hurt like hell, though. I wondered if he would remember how it happened. He was pretty drunk, so probably not.

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I returned to my room to find Mary still curled up with my pillow. I got into bed and gently pulled it from her, then pulled her close. She snuggled up with a content sounding `mmm'.

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I woke up at about 9:00, as I usually did on Sunday. Spooning Mary from behind, I was debating whether or not to wake her up. I decided to do it since it was our last day together for a while, and I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. She told me the same thing before falling asleep.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty" I whispered in her ear.

"Mmm. Unh unh" she murmured back.

I sat up and leaned over her and lifted her head up. Kissing her slowly, she smiled and opened her eyes.

"Hey My Love" she said sweetly. "You remembered this time."

"I'll never forget how to wake up Sleeping Beauty ever again." I kissed her nose, earning me a giggle. "Would you like me to go make coffee? I assume you'll want some."

"Mmm, yes. You're the best!" She kissed my nose in return. We both giggled.

"I'll be back in a few minutes then."

"K. Hurry back though!"

"I will, darling."

I put on shorts but didn't bother to take my pink camisole off. I didn't care if anyone there saw me. At this point most of them probably already had.

I stomped my foot and chased away several roaches as I entered the kitchen. The floor wasn't as dirty and sticky as usual. Less people were there compared to most Saturday nights. I got the coffee and the filters out and got it started. While I was preparing it, Shawn walked in. He was usually the first one of the friends up on Sunday mornings.

"Hey, P. How you feeling?" He said as he patted my butt. He sounded like he was still sleepy.

"Hey. I'm good. I had to get up and take some aspirin a couple hours ago, but I feel better now."

"How's Mary?"

"She didn't mention feeling bad when we woke up, so I assume she's okay. Dawn still asleep?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna let her sleep a little longer."

The coffee was ready, so I made him a cup along with Mary's. This earned me a grateful smile.

"You were pretty bold last night, taking the vodka to bed with y'all. Hank said it was okay because y'all talked earlier?"

"Yeah. It turned into a special night, which we didn't expect. I'm sure you noticed that we snuck some drinks earlier. So did he. But he said that we were handling ourselves well, so he let me have more. It was fun. I like being tipsy!" I giggled.

"Yeah, I knew. Just like you were the night you met Bernie. Y'all were pretty funny."

"That was a super fun night" I said dreamily.

"Last night was pretty special. You blew us all away when you gave Marie a hug. I mean no one expected that. Dawn said y'all made peace for the night?"

"Yeah. Mary was having a great time, and Marie took a liking to her -- which I'm still trying to wrap my head around -- and we were actually getting along. Dawn didn't want one of us to mess that up, so she had us agree to be nice on purpose for the rest of the night. We agreed, and she made us seal the deal with a hug."

"Wow! Two hugs? You just blew my mind! But we were all glad. Especially Hank. You know we can feel the tension between you two sometimes."

"I know. I never want that. I just want there to be peace between us. We'll never be all lovey-dovey, which is fine because I don't want that, but I do want to get along. I really want her to stop being mad that I like to look like a girl. Things would be so much easier."

"Dawn told me she's working on her. Sounded like Marie heard some things about you that she didn't know. She also said that you two are so much alike sometimes. Y'all looked the same when that guy pissed you off. She even said that you and her said exactly the same thing at the same time about straightening his ass out."

"Yeah, we did. I didn't expect that. I know we act similar sometimes, but don't want to be like her. At least with most things. You know what I mean?"

"I know. But you're not like her, even if you act the same sometimes. You got her temper and her attitude and her intelligence, but she's not caring and compassionate and helpful, and not nice and sweet like you are. So don't worry about that."

"I know, you're right. So, since you saw me naked, I guess seeing me in this is okay?" I ran my hands up and down my camisole.

"Yeah, you already broke my mind when I saw you naked, so this is cool. It looks really nice on you."

"Thanks. I really like it. Of course the little blue one is my favorite still."

"Well, that color looks great on you."

"It's my favorite color!"

"We know. I think we all figured that out before" he chuckled.

"Well I'm gonna go bring Mary her coffee, so enjoy yours."

"I will. Um, before you go, do you know why that dude laying on the floor next to the couch has a bloody nose?" he asked suspiciously as he pointed a thumb over his shoulder.

"Oh, yeah. He tried to push his way into my room last night. He didn't listen when I told him to go away, so I broke his nose" I replied casually.

"Right. Well, I guess he earned it."

"Yep. He sure did."

"Okay. Catch you later then."

"See you later" I said cheerfully as I headed back to my room.

"That girl...she's too much!" he thought to himself as he shook his head in resignation.

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"Hello, My Love. I come bearing coffee!" I said sweetly.

"Ohhhh, yes! Thanks darling! Just what I need!"

"How are you feeling? I had a headache a couple hours ago, but I took some aspirin and feel better."

"I feel okay. Better now with coffee!" She took a big sip.

"So once you're fully awake, would you like to make some pancakes again? I need to eat. You wore me out last night!"

"Yes, that would be fun. I'm hungry too. It was fun getting worn out!" We both laughed.

"Well then we have some cleaning to do. Let's get up and dressed."

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We got dressed and headed into the kitchen and started to quietly clean up. Thankfully no roaches were running around when we started. Mary kept a nervous lookout for them though. I swept the floor, collecting the dead ones in the dustpan so she didn't have to deal with them. She emptied the glasses in the sink and wiped down the counter.

With the kitchen clean enough to cook and eat in, we prepared the pancakes. I left the cooking to her, which she seemed to enjoy immensely. The pancakes came out perfect as they did on her first attempt the morning before. We made a few more this time so that there were more left for others.

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Mary sat down and I poured her more coffee while I had milk. As we started to eat, the unwanted guest got up and walked in from the family room. It was George. His nose had bled again but he kept the paper towel on it. He looked at us with a confused look.

"What are you staring at?" I said firmly. "Do I need to encourage you to stop again? I don't want to have to break your nose twice." I spoke coolly and bared my teeth.

"Huh? Y-you did this? When? I-I don't remember." He looked confused.

"Let me refresh your memory then. You followed my girl back to my bedroom and wanted to come in. I told you to go away several times, but you didn't listen. When you tried to open the door, you crossed a line. I came out and punched you in the nose when you tried to get past me."

"Shit, girl, did you have to break it?" he sounded pissed off.

"You earned it, motherfucker. Nobody goes in my room without my permission. No one. So you had to pay for trying and crossing me. You know what? I bet you're one of those asshole guys who doesn't listen when a girl says no. You probably think you can get your way with anything. Obviously you can't. Now, do you want to continue to piss me off and ruin my breakfast? Or do you want to keep your mouth shut and go to the bathroom?"

"Yeah, alright." He started to walk away.

"By the way George, I wiped your face off earlier this morning and put those paper towels in your hand. I suggest you get some more. It looks like you're still bleeding a little."

He looked surprised to hear this as he headed to the bathroom, but he did what he was told. I went back to eating. He did not say anything when he was going back to the family room.

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"Did you really wipe him off?" Mary sounded surprised.

"Yes, I did. When I got up to pee earlier, I went to see if he had left yet. I found him on the floor next to the couch. His face and shirt and hands were bloody. I didn't want him to get it on anything, so I cleaned him up some. I knew it would bleed again when he got up, so I left him some paper towels in his hand."

"That was really nice of you. You're nicer than I would have been. I would have just left him there."

"I didn't feel bad or guilty about it, but it was easy to clean him up a bit, so I did. Doesn't mean I wasn't upset with him anymore."

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After eating, I cleaned the cookware while Mary loaded the dishwasher. When we were done, we went back to my room.

"Sugar plum, what do you want to do with the rest of the morning?" I asked sweetly.

"I don't know. I just want to be with you as long as I can today."

"I want that too. But I don't think we should sit around here all day."

"I know. But can we come back here after whatever we do? I-I want to be...close with you again before I have to go home."

I gave her a sly grin.

"Does my trophy wife want me tongue between her legs later?" I giggled.

"You know I do! I also want you in my mouth. And inside me" she replied with her sultry voice.

"In that case, we'll definitely be here before you have to go home!"

"Thank you, My Love." She pulled me close for a slow but passionate kiss.

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After kissing, we looked each other for a few moments, taking the situation and each other in. She spoke first.

"I'm going to miss this. I-I'm gonna miss you until we can talk at school, and when I can come here again and be with you." There was a little tone of sadness in her voice.

"I'm gonna miss this, too. But we'll be together again soon. I'll do my best to make it happen. It's gonna be hard for me too, not being able to talk and be close to you at school."

"We can get through it. I don't want to, but I can wait. As long as we need to" she replied confidently.

"Me too."

"So what are we gonna do when John calls you and invites us over? I don't want to miss being able to go with you."

"I'm gonna call him again tonight and remind him to make sure he lets know ahead of time so we can plan to be there. He might come pick us up or something, which would be nice."

"That would be cool" she said with a mischievous grin.

"So back to today. What shall we do, Love?" I asked.

"I don't know. I usually hang out with Dave on Sundays if he's not with his friends. I don't have any to hang out with. Sometimes I'll go shop with my mom, but that's about it. What do you normally do?"

"Sunday's usually my cleanup day, but I can do it later. Sometimes I'll go shop or something, too. Maybe try to get my sister to do something, but we still don't see each other much."

"Well you told me not to be lazy anymore, so I'll help you clean. I've been with you all weekend, so I don't want you to clean everything after I leave."

"Okay. That works for me. It's time to make you domestic, my little wife!" I poked her belly button, causing her to hop with a little `eeep!'

"What do you do first?" Her question was real since her mom did most of the cleaning at her house, and she didn't know what she did first.

"Normally I'd go wash the sheets and towels first. But since I plan on having your sweet, juicy pussy in my bed later, I'll change them tonight." We both giggled. "So we can tidy up now and vacuum after. I'll bring the glasses to the kitchen. But I think I'm gonna keep the empty vodka bottle as a trophy!" We both laughed. "You start straightening things up. Dirty clothes go in the hamper. Anything clean that we didn't wear can be folded and put away, okay?"

"Okay."

"I'll be back in a few minutes then."

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I put on a t-shirt and gym shorts before bringing the dirty glasses to the kitchen After putting them in the dishwasher, I wanted to see who was up. I looked in the family room first.

I didn't see George, so he must have left. I hoped his friend didn't bring him over with him again in the future. I made a note to ask my dad to tell him. A few other people were still asleep on the couch. They looked familiar but no one that I knew well.

The house was quiet. It was about 10:15, so most of the people there were still asleep. If Dawn and Shawn were up then they were still in the guest room. I made Mary another cup of coffee and poured some Coke for me before heading back to my room.

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I walked back into my room to see Mary straightening up.

"Hey, Love. I think I'm almost done. Will you show me how to vacuum?"

"Of course, dear. I brought you some more coffee."

"Thanks! I was gonna ask if I could have some more."

I clinked my glass with hers before we drank.

"Here's to us being married for a weekend! Salute!"

"Salute! And Cheers!"

"I'll grab the vacuum."

I stepped out and quietly and retrieved it from the living room.

"Alright, wife of mine, plug this in." I handed her the cord, which she plugged in. "It's pretty easy. Turn it on with your foot and push it over the carpet you want cleaned."

"Okay."

I stepped back and let her go to it. She finished in a few minutes.

"That was easy."

"Good. Now that's one more thing you can do for your mom. Right?"

"Yeah. I know I need to help her more. I won't be so lazy anymore. I promise!" she replied playfully.

"I know you will. I'll be very pleased" I said in my imperial voice. We both giggled.

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Just after Mary finished vacuuming, my phone rang. It was Big Jim.

"Hello" I answered it in my usual sweet voice

"Mornin' lil' lady" Jim replied in his own sweet voice.

"Big Jim! How are you?"

"Good, yerself?"

"We're great. Mary and I slept well. Except for, um, having to straighten someone out early this morning."

"Oh? Whut happened?"

"This shithead guy had been watching my girl all night. After we went to bed, he was looking for her and started knocking on my door. When he started trying to turn the doorknob, he crossed that line and I was displeased. You know I don't like to be displeased. So I went out and had words with him. He was drunk and tried to get by me, so I punched him and broke his nose. He crawled away bleeding. I went back to bed. After we got up this morning, he saw us but didn't remember a thing. I had to remind him what happened. He left shortly after."

"Good goin', darlin'. Gotta keep them assholes from messin' with yer girls!" We both laughed. "So ah got some news fer ya. Think yer girl might wanna lissen in? From whut ya tol' me, ah think she'll be a'liken' what ah got."

Mary shook her head yes.

"Let me introduce y'all first. Big Jim, this is Mary. She's a classmate of mine. I rescued her from that dangerous situation Thursday afternoon." I gave Mary the phone.

"Nice ta meet ya, Mary. Ah'm real sorry ta hear `bout ever'thing that happen'd to ya, but ah'm happy ta be helpin' much as ah cin on mah end to fix yer problems."

"Nice to meet you too, Big Jim. I'm...grateful to you two for helping me. It-it means so much. I won't forget what y'all did for me. Th-thank you."

"You're mos' welcome, darlin'. Once Pauleena tol' me `bout whut wuz goin' on, there wuz no way ah couldn't be a' helpin."

"Paulina told me y'all were close and kinda alike. I see what she meant. She said she's, um, gonna teach me to pay attention to things better. She said you're teaching her to. I-I really wanna learn."

"Ah'm glad t' be helpin' ya'll any way ah cin. Now let me tell y'all whut ah found out."

We held the phone so that we could both hear him.

"First off, iss perty heavy stuff, so y'all stop me if ya don' wanna hear no more, k?"

"It'll be fine, but we'll tell you if not" I answered confidently.

"Well, ah talked wit' wonna mah friens this mornin'. He's a good ole' boy in Ozona. Member ah tol' ya bout Mary's uncle leerin' at that lil' girl's private parts? Well, thass his lil' niece. An' ah tol' ya before that his brother, the lil' girl's daddy, wan'ned t' go beat his ass right thin n there. They know he's always lookin' at th' older girls too, as well as their mommas. Anyway, him an' his brother, long wit' some other fellers, payed him a lil' visit b'for daylight this mornin'. You wuz right -- he tried ta make scuses an' weezel his way outta things. They wuzzn't havin' it. They tol' em they knew whut he did down yer way too, Mary. They wuzzn't happy `bout that."

Mary had a small look of satisfaction on her face.

"One r two o them boys found a couple o' billy clubs th' sherrif lost up their way th' other day."

"How unfortunate" I said with an evil tone."

"These boys took em along. Ya know they didn' wann'em lost gain." Him and I laughed.

"Mary, ev'dently yer uncle fell down when he wuz openin' th' door t' his trailer. T'was a hard fall -- ended up wit' four broken ribs, two black eyes, a broken nose, three broken fingers an' two broke toes. An' somehow, he fell on sumthin' right b'tween his legs an' busted his balls. Pardon mah language, darlin'."

"YES!!! GOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER!!! GOT WHAT HE DESERVED!!!" I exclaimed with a dark tone in my voice as I pumped my fist in the air.

Mary sat quiet for a few moments before speaking. I could see that she was tearing up.

"Th-thank you, Big Jim. This, um...this means a lot. Please, um, thank your friends. N-not just for me. I-I don't know how I can ever repay y'all." She sniffled as her tears started to flow. One of her hands was squeezing mine tight.

"Yer very welcome, young lady. Ain' nothin ya gotta repay. All ya gotta do is do yer best ta live in peace an' be happy from here on out. You deserve it" he replied sincerely.

She handed me the phone and tried to hold everything in, but I could see that her emotional dam was about to burst.

"Pauleena, you let me go an' you take care o' yer girl. Ah think she's gonna need'ja t' hol' her an' comfort fer a while and let ever'thing out."

"I-I will. Thanks, Big Jim. Maybe the next time I'm up there, you could introduce me to some of these guys? I'd like to thank them in person. All this...everything that you, me and them have done...I think it's saved my friend. I-I don't think she coulda survived much more." I was getting teary eyed as well.

"We'll see whut we cin do. You go on, now. She needs ya."

"K. Love you, Big Jim."

"Love ya too, darlin'."

We hung up.

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Mary was at that bursting point. Her legs were shaking so I pulled her to sit on the bed. I hugged her tight and felt her let everything out. She nestled her face against my neck and I let my hair cover her head. She screamed quietly as I hugged her as tightly as I could.

"AAAIIIEEEEEEE!!! AAAIIIEEEEEE!!! WAHHHHHHHH!!!" She wailed and shook and sobbed for a few minutes. My neck, shoulder and hair were drenched wet with her tears. I just held her tight and stroked her hair as she let everything out.

"NNNOOOOOO MMMOOORRRRRREEE!!!!!! NOMORENOMORENOMORE!!!!!" she cried as she dug her nails into my other shoulder as pulled me as close and tight as she could. She slammed her other hand down against the pillow over and over.

I was trying not to cry myself, but it was too hard to hold everything in. I cried for her. I cried for Beth. I cried for myself.

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We both cried and held each other for about ten minutes before we began to calm down. She had cried everything out and had no more tears. We lay there, feeling each other's hearts and breathing slow down. I stroked her hair and just held her for a while before speaking.

"Mary, you okay?" I asked quietly.

"Yes...I am. I-I feel better. It...I...I feel lighter. I can't explain it. I just..."

"I know. I know exactly what you mean."

"I know you do. Thanks. I-I mean for everything. Everything. You, um, you really did save me. I-I couldn't take any more. I..."

"Shhh. It's done and over. All you have to do is go forward. Without that heavy load. Try your best to be happy and at peace, just like Big Jim said. It's not gonna be easy though."

"I know. But I know I need to."

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We were quiet for a few moments before speaking again.

"Are you gonna tell your parents about all this?"

She thought for a moment before answering. "Yes. As much as I can, anyway."

"You can tell them about what I did if you want. I don't mind."

"I'm gonna tell them everything. I'm gonna tell them that he forced me to suck his dick when I was ten. And how he hit me on the head when I scraped my teeth on him. And how he...he raped me...and beat me just after I turned twelve. I-I had bruises for a week. I told my mom I fell off my bike. I'll tell them how he'd t-tie my wrists together and bend me over the bed. He'd...punch my ass or my back or pull my hair until I screamed while he raped me. I'll tell them how he'd always said he wanted to get me pregnant so my parents would kick me out. Then he'd take me back to his trailer and make me his whore. He-he said men would pay a lot to fuck a thirteen or fourteen year old girl. He knew I was on the pill, and he said he was gonna find them and throw them away so that the next time he raped me I would get pregnant. I-I had Dave hide them in his room for me."

She was sniffling a little as she talked, but she didn't cry. She almost had a calmness in her voice the more she said.

I was trying not to cry again as I listened to her. It was more horrible than what happened to Beth. I couldn't imagine surviving all that as long as she had.

"But I'm gonna tell them what happened to him. I'm not gonna say that you arranged it. Or maybe I will. I don't know. But I'm gonna make sure that they know he's never coming back."

"You can tell them it was me, sweetie. Or I can tell them if you like. I don't care at this point. He had a lot to pay for. I still don't think he's paid enough yet. But we'll see."

"No, I'll tell them if I want. You shouldn't say anything. I don't want there ever to be a chance that you'll get in trouble from this. I would never forgive myself if you did."

"Don't you worry about me, Love. I promise nothing will happen to me because of all this. Don't forget that I know a lot of people, and that people really like to look out for me. So don't you worry."

"Do you think anything will happen to those guys who...took care of him?"

"No, somehow I don't think so. Jim didn't say it outright, but I think the sheriff up there knew what happened and looked the other way."

"Good. If-if I ever get to go up there with you, I'd like to meet them and say thank you in person."

"I told Jim the same thing. I'll do it for you if you can't come the next time I go see them."

"Okay."

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We lay in bed for a while, quiet in our own thoughts. I could see an expression of relief on Mary's face as she just looked up at the ceiling. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but I felt relieved, too. But more importantly, I felt satisfied.

I wanted to get up and do something. I wanted to celebrate, actually. I had a feeling she did too. I sat up and pulled her up with me.

"My Love, let's get up and do something. Something fun. We deserve it! You deserve it! This needs to be a great day!"

"Okay. What should we do?"

"Hmm..." I stroked my chin like Bernard and Jim did. "You know what is always fun? Shopping!"

"Yeah...it is. Alright, let's do it."

"Do you think your mom could bring us?"

"If she's home, she will."

"Want to invite Hil and Carrie or anybody to join us?"

She pulled me close. "No, I just want to be with you." With that she pulled me into a long, slow, passionate kiss.

I broke the kiss long enough to say "I'm glad."

We kissed and felt each other lovingly for the next few minutes before reluctantly letting each other go.

"We need to make ourselves presentable and get dressed before going out there." I pointed to the door.

"Oh -- you're right." She giggled as she pulled on her shorts.

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While we were getting dressed, I heard some activity in the rest of the house. People were up and about. We freshened up, making sure there was no visible evidence of us crying earlier. Mary packed her clothes to go home. When we were ready, we headed out to see everyone.

My dad, mother, Shawn and Dawn were up, smoking and drinking their coffee. They still didn't look fully awake.

"Hi y'all, how ya'll doing?" I asked cheerfully.

"Hey, we're good. You two were up early. Feeling hung over?" my dad asked with a chuckle.

"No, we felt great. I had a little headache but that was it. We ate earlier, so we're fine. We left y'all some pancakes."

"Yeah, we had some. Thanks for making them."

"Mary was the cook -- I assisted her. This was only her second time making them, but she did a good job." I gave her butt a little pat, earning me a blush.

"Well, you did good. They were great" he replied. She blushed again.

"Thanks. Paulina said she's gonna teach me how to cook more. I'm gonna help my mom cook, too."

"She's a good cook, so you'll be in good hands."

"Anyone want more coffee? I want some Coke and can get refills" I asked.

"Yes, thanks" my mother replied in a pleasant voice. Evidently the peace from the last night was still in place.

"I'll give you a hand" Shawn got up and followed me to the kitchen.

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Knowing it wasn't the time for a long conversation about it, he still wanted to ask about last night. He could tell that something was different now.

"P, you look a little more cheerful or happy than you were earlier. And I know it's not because you're wide awake. Did something happen?"

"Can't talk about it now, but I am happy. We both are. I heard...um, never mind. Nothing you have to worry about."

As soon as I said this, he knew it was about the night before last.

"Something to do with what you had to take care of Friday night, I assume?" He gave me a suspicious look.

"...Yes, but can we leave it at that?" I replied quietly.

"Yeah, okay. Can you tell me about it another time?"

"Sure. At least some of it. But not now."

"Okay. I get impression that everything worked out the way you wanted, so I'm glad. Mary looks happy too."

"She is. Things turned out...well. I am pleased. You know how I like to be pleased."

"Sure do, your highness!" he chuckled as he ruffled my hair.

"Come on, don't want to keep people waiting on their coffee!" I pulled him by the arm.

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"Alright y'all, we're gonna head out to Mary's house. I think her mom is gonna bring us to the mall."

"Marie, Hank, thanks so much for letting me stay over. I had so much fun! I really liked y'all teaching me how to play pool. I want to play a lot next time so I can get better" Mary said sincerely.

"No problem, Mary. You're a cool young chick. Glad to know she has cool friends like you" my dad replied.

"Glad you had fun, Mary. I enjoyed teaching you" my mother added.

"Goodbye everyone. Thanks for being so nice to me!" she said happily.

"Bye, Mary. Y'all have fun!" Dawn replied.

"Come along, Dear."

With that, I took her by the hand and led her out.

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"So, Shawn, everything looks cool with them this morning. She tell you anything?" my dad asked.

"Not really. All she said was that her...thing Friday night went well. She said she "was pleased" with how things turned out, but that's all she would say."

"So she didn't just bring something to a friend then, huh?"

"No, but I don't know what she really did. Not yet, anyway."

"I think something happened to that girl. I could tell she was a little scared when we asked her about it last night" my mother added.

"Yeah. Whatever it was, it must not have been good. Bad enough for Paulina to have to `rescue' her. I hope it wasn't something too bad" Dawn added.

"Well, whatever it was, it seems to be taken care of. She looked relieved."

"Good. I'm glad. She's a nice young chick. They seem to really like each other" my dad added.

"Well they sure were all lovey-dovey!" Everyone laughed.

"Y'all think she'll bring her back here again?" Dawn asked.

"Probably so. Funny though, how she told Rick that she's the only one who she'll bring around. I wonder what that's about" my dad added.

"Remember how Mary said she acts totally different at school? Like all business and strong and confident? Maybe she doesn't want any other kids to see how sweet she is. Might make her look week or something" Shawn replied.

"Well, looking like she does, I guess it's probably not good if she looked weak. Maybe people would pick on her or something."

"Somehow I don't see that happening, but I guess that makes as much sense as anything."

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Mary and I walked hand in hand slowly down the oak covered street. The birds were singing and there was a little breeze, which made it almost pleasant to be outside. It was still hot and humid though.

As we passed Jack's house, I smiled to myself. His car was gone. He told me the week before that he was traveling out of town to see a relative for a week or so. I assumed he was not back in town yet. She saw me looking at his house and smiling.

"Love, what is it? Do you know who lives there?"

"Sweetie, remember I told you about one of my gentleman friends that I kissed first?"

"You mean the oldest person you kissed?"

"Yes. He lives there." I pointed. "I do a lot of housework for him and he pays me well. But sometimes..." I said mischievously.

"What? Come on, what is it? You're not saying everything. I can tell!"

"Well...sometimes we do more than housework."

"Really?!? Like what?"

"I shouldn't be telling you this, so it's a secret."

"I promise I won't say anything. Now tell me what y'all do!" she said excitedly.

"We, um, play around a lot. He taught me how to give a good handjob" I said with a big smile. "He's also the one that taught me how to drink wine."

"Oooo, sounds fun! Is he big? Does he, like, cum a lot?"

"Yes. He's a very good size and cums a whole bunch. It covers my hand sometimes."

"Have you let him fuck you?"

"Not yet. I probably will, though. He is super sweet and a great guy. I did suck him off once though."

"How was it?"

"Delicious, of course!" I giggled.

"Mmm, I can't wait to suck an older guy off for the first time. I love it when Dave cums in my mouth, but I want to swallow a mouthful! Like, more than one gulp!" She licked her lips as she imagined how good it would be.

"Well sometimes I have to gulp it down more than once. But it feels so good" I said with a dreamy smile.

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I was quiet for a moment before asking her a question that was curious about earlier.

"Did, um, your uncle ever make you do that? I'm sorry, we shouldn't talk about him anymore" I asked her.

"No, it's okay. That's one thing he never made me do. He always came on my face and hair. He wanted to see it on me. I-I'm glad he didn't make me swallow. His dick was disgusting and tasted nasty." She made an unpleasant face.

"Good. I mean that's not good. I mean that I'm glad he didn't ruin that for you. I don't want it to remind you of it."

"It doesn't. If-if it feels good and doesn't hurt, then it's okay." She looked down at her feet and played with her hair.

I stopped and lifted her chin with my palm.

"Honey, you don't have to say anymore about it or him. Sorry I mentioned it. I want us to be happy today."

"It...it's okay. I-I think I need to get it out. He, um..."

"What, dear?" I asked gently.

She summoned her courage to tell me something she didn't say before.

"What he did to me...what we did, it, um, it wasn't sex. He...h-he liked to hurt me. That's all he wanted. He hurt me by...raping me...and other things."

"Like what? I mean only if you want to tell me. If not, that's okay."

"No, I'll tell you. He, um, hit me when he made me do things. Like a lot. He would, um, slap my face or hit the side of my head while making me suck him off. If I accidentally got him with my teeth, he hit me harder. But I couldn't not do it because he was slapping me."

Her voice got that faraway sound, like Beth did when she told me what happened to her.

"Most of the time when he raped me he would punch my back down by my hips or my ass. He said it made me clinch my pussy when he hit me." She unconsciously rubbed a hip. "Once or twice...he, um, hit me hard on the back of my head or on my neck when he came. H-he said he was trying to knock me out. He said that it would make me clench harder than anything else. It just hurt. It gave me headaches for hours. It...it even hurt to cry."

She sniffled and she was starting to tear up.

"Then other times, he...he tied my wrists with old rope and twisted my arms from behind when he fucked me. Or he'd hook them over the coat hook on my door. It was so high that I had to stand on my tip toes. He fucked me standing up. My legs burned after a while, but he kept fucking me. He said he always jerked off before fucking me so he'd last a long time and make it hurt more. It...did."

That explained the bruises on her wrists that I saw before. I pulled her into a tight hug. I whispered that she didn't have to say any more, but she continued.

"One time he...he pushed me in the back of his van. I tried to get away, but he started hitting and punching me, so I quit trying. He t-tied my arms with that rope. He looked around and found an old Coke bottle. It was dirty and nasty and looked cracked. He-he hit me till I spread my legs. I started to scream but he shoved a dirty t-shirt in my mouth. Th-then he spit on the bottle and shoved it in my pussy. It was dirty and mostly dry but he shoved it in anyway. It-it hurt so much. I-I was afraid it would break in me and cut me inside, but it didn't. He got up and jerked off on my face. Then he said he needed a beer, so he left me there and went inside. The bottle was still inside me. He was gone for like fifteen minutes before he came back. H-he pulled the bottle out and untied me and pushed me out the van before he drove off. I barely got my shorts pulled up. I ran inside to the bathroom to wash the cum off my face before anybody saw it. It-it was awful..."

She started to cry a bit as I held her close. I was trying not to cry myself. After about a minute, we both regained our composure.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cry again"

"That's okay honey, I didn't mean to bring all that up."

"No, it's not your fault. I know it's all gonna come out now. I'd rather tell you before I tell my parents. I think it'll be easier when I do."

"It probably will. I've heard people say that the more you talk about it, the easier it gets. You know you can tell me anything you want. I'll guard your secrets like they're mine. Promise."

"I know, Love. I trust you totally."

"Is there anything else you want to say and get out? Or we can just go."

"Yeah, um, one more thing. I, um, didn't even tell Dave this." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Th-the last time he raped me, a few weeks ago, he hurt me pretty bad. When he was done, he pulled my hair back harder than he ever did before. H-he pulled some out. That's when he said it. He whispered in my ear." She almost whispered saying that.

"What, dear? What did he say?"

"He...he, um, he said he was gonna...gonna, um, kill me one day after fucking me. H-he said he'd bring me to the swamp and tie my arms and push my head in the water and fuck me till I drowned. H-he meant it, too. I could tell. I-I was so scared after that. I was afraid that he'd do it the next time he came over. That night after he told me that, I got in bed with Dave and cried and cried. I couldn't tell him what he said. I just couldn't." She teared up again.

I was almost at a loss for words because I was so angry. But I tried not to show it. She was upset enough. I swallowed my anger for a minute before speaking.

"Mary, we can put him in prison for that, on top of everything else. He'd never get out."

"No...I couldn't go through all that. Plus, you know he'd say I was making everything up. It-it would embarrass my parents and my family. I-I wouldn't want to do that."

"But he said he wanted to kill you."

"I know. Still, I don't want to go through all that trouble. And what if he got off somehow? Like on a, um, technicality? Like if he weaseled out of it? Then everything would have been for nothing. No, I don't wanna risk that. What, um, what you and Big Jim arranged was...better. He wasn't gonna get out of that. I-I'm glad."

"I guess you're right. He didn't get out of paying. But I'm telling you now, he's not done paying. You okay with that?"

She gave me a cool look, but then made the slightest smile.

"Yes."

"Good. I'm not done with him. I'll wait till he can walk on his feet again before having him dealt with. Want me to let you know when I do"

She gave me another cool "Yes."

I squeezed her hand. "I will. Now, no more about him today. It's just for us."

"Yes, no more. Only us." She squeezed my hand in return.

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We continued our walk down the street. When we got to Woodland, we stopped before crossing the road. Mary was looking at the spot under the oak tree we stopped at when I rescued her.

"I'm never gonna forget this spot. It's special now. For me. For us." She gave my hand a squeeze.

"Me too."

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When we arrived at Mary's house, her mother was in the kitchen. Seeing each other, they quickly embraced. After a moment, they let each other go. Her mother studied her face before speaking.

"Honey, are you okay? You look...better."

"Yes, mom, I'm fine. Paulina...helped me feel better."

"Oh, I'm so glad. I was so worried and upset last night. But I didn't tell your father anything."

"I, um, I'll tell y'all stuff when we talk. But can we not talk about it till then?"

"Of course, dear." She looked over at me. "Thank you for being a friend and helping her."

"There was no way that I wouldn't, Miss Mary. I was glad to help her."

"Good. Mary, you should always have friends who'll help you like this. You'll keep them for life."

"I know I will."

"So, what are you two up to today?"

"We were wondering if you could bring us to the mall. We want to shop for some things."

"Of course I can. Want some lunch first?"

"No, we ate earlier. But guess what?" she asked excitedly.

"What is it?"

"Paulina showed me how to make pancakes! I cooked them and they were good!"

"That's wonderful, dear! It's about time you start learning how to cook."

"I want to learn and be good at it. You cook so good, will you teach me?"

"Of course I will. I'll be happy to. It'll be nice to have you in the kitchen with me!" They hugged again.

"I'm gonna go change and we'll be back down in a few minutes."

"Okay. Just let me know when you're ready to go."

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We went upstairs to Mary's room and flopped down on the bed for a few minutes. Her mother had cleaned her room. It was almost as clean and orderly as mine.

I moved a few strands of hair from her face as we lay there.

"You all better, Sugar Plum?" I asked sweetly.

"Yes, My Love, much better. Mom looked relieved when I said I was, so I guess that's why she didn't ask any questions. I'm glad."

"Me too." I gave her a warm, slow kiss.

"Mmm, I love when you do that" she cooed.

"I've been meaning to ask -- does she know you and Hil were close? Like physically? I wasn't sure if I can hold your hand or be close and affectionate to you here."

"Hmm, I'm not sure. I think she knew we liked each other, but not how much. I don't wanna kiss in front of her but I think we can hold hands. Dave and I do it sometimes. She loves that we're close."

"Uh huh. What if she knew just how close?" I giggled as I poked her in the crotch. She let out a playful `ohhh!'

"Well, she's not gonna know. Dave and I are real careful. Quiet too. But her and dad aren't. We...hear them sometimes" she giggled. "Mom's kinda loud."

"Ooooh, does that get you two all hot?"

"...Yeah. It's really hot to hear." She blushed heavily. "Sometimes we, um, end up doing it at the same time."

"That is pretty hot! Your mom's a real babe. You look just like her."

"I know. We've seen each other naked and said the same thing. She is hot!"

"Oh, to see you two together..." I stroked my chin like Bernard does.

"Paulina!!! I'm not gonna...do that! S-she's my mom!"

"What about your dad, hmm?" I teased.

"Stoppp! You're bad!" She blushed heavily again.

"What? I mean, you're doing your brother, and your dad's more handsome..."

"Nooo! You are so so bad!!! I love him but wouldn't fuck him!"

"What about letting him have a little feel? Just a touch." I was having fun playing with her.

She surprised me and got quiet for a moment. She made a slightly mischievous grin before answering.

"...Maybe. I...wouldn't mind that." She blushed and pulled her hair in front of her face.

"You're a naughty girl, but that sounds super hot! You gotta tell me if you let him do it!"

"...I will" she giggled. "Maybe we'll be closer, kinda like you and your dad are."

"Well he doesn't touch me like that, but think I'd let him. I love him a lot, too."

"You don't mind if the y'all's friends do, that's for sure!" she poked me in the belly button.

"I know. I like it. I...love being touched. Even by strangers. Just not by people I don't like."

"That's...hot, too."

"I think it would be fun to go to a concert or something and wear a skirt but no underwear. I bet a lot of guys would try to get their hands under it."

"But they'd be in for a surprise if they did!" We both laughed.

"Now come on, hurry up and change. We don't want to keep your mom waiting too long." I pulled her up.

We stared quietly into each other's eyes for a moment before moving.

"Paulina? I really love you. For everything. You, um, really saved me. I'll love you forever for that. I mean it, truly." Her sincerity was heartfelt.

"I know. I'm truly happy that I was able to help you. I love you too for trusting me. It means a lot more to me than I can explain. I care a lot about you now and would not have forgiven myself if I didn't help you."

"I know that too. I'm glad I trusted myself to know you'd answer when I called and come help me."

We pulled each other into a tight hug. I felt a few warm drops on my shoulder, but they weren't sad tears. They were ones of relief.