Chapter 10: Knife Fight in a Phone Booth

I entered the gymnasium and saw Alex kissing him. My Alex was kissing someone. I felt despair, I felt pain. I felt happy for her. He was taller than I with greasy black hair. As she pulled away, she giggled and waived at me. Wow, I wonder if she even realizes I have a penis, much less how I feel about her. I think I’m literally one of the girls to her.

She ran over to me, “I have a date for Saturday you were right.” Yeah, someone wanted to date a smart, funny, beautiful girl what a shock. Have I mentioned my genius level IQ today? I mean that’s the kind of prediction only I could get right.

“Umm, I’m glad you’re happy, love.”

“Is something wrong, John?” Play the role, be her friend. You are happy for her, go through the motions. It doesn’t matter that it’s not you as long as she is happy.

“Not that I can think of. Have you seen Lis or Jill?”

“No, John. Why you gonna ask one of them out so we can double?”

“No, love just wanted to talk.” Actually, I want a little relief and a bit of distraction so I can get my head around this. I continued, “Nah, I want my first date to be with someone special, besides you know Jill is taken.” Though it’s Stacy she belongs to not Mike. Come to think of it I don’t know Mike or Simon well.

“You already went out with Lis and you two would make a good couple.” Yeah, to bad I don’t feel anything for her besides friendship.

“We’re friends and I didn’t know those were supposed to be dates.”

“So? You can go out with friends.”

“You never seem to.”

“Well duh, You, Daniel, and Scott are my only guy friends and they’re both taken.” Glad to know you realize that I’m a guy; available and still don’t even consider me.

“I think I’m going to take off early.”

“But there is a test in chemistry today.” Crap, no chance of sneaking home early then.

“I’ll go find the girls then.” I went out to the grassy knoll and saw the girls. I walked over and set down. I listened to them chatting for a few seconds then I tuned it out, it was girl squeal. I just stared at the tree.

After a few minutes Beth shook my shoulder, “What’s wrong, Doz?”

“Nothing, Darling.”

Lis came in as if cued, “C’mon little devil, we know you’re distracted. We started talking about sucking your cock almost 5 minutes ago and you didn’t even suggest sneaking off.”

My eyes widened, “That sounds good actually.” I looked about, “where can we go?”

Jill and Stacy did their cute couples laugh. Jill spoke first, “We weren’t talking about that. We would never talk about that, now what’s wrong?”

Stacy added, “I already know.”

I forced a chuckle, “What could my little Ginger princess know about me?”

Stacy retorted, “I know it’s about Alex.”

Beth interrupted, “So, she said yes to Adam I take it.”

“Is that his name?”

Lis seemed a bit too happy, “Yeah, plays football. He’s a senior. He asked Beth if he could ask her out. Word is he’s pretty innocent if it makes you feel better.” Yeah I’m real innocent according to most people too. Poor bastard, can’t even get the balls to play a sport without armor? Wait Beth gave permission? Is that normal? Beth knows how I feel about her, if she has to give permission, wait that doesn’t make sense, Alex isn’t under Beth’s control.

“It’s her choice. I want her to be happy, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

Jill put a hand on my arm and he voice sounded searching, “Have you actually told her how you feel?”

“No love and no one here will either.”

Beth decided to give in to the inner bitch, “Why the hell not? One word from us and we’d know how she felt. You two could be dating by Saturday.”

Lis answered for me, “Seems our little Devil is afraid.” Really figure that out did you? Relax, you aren’t mad at Lis. Yes, I’m afraid of telling my best friend I’m in love with her and being rejected, I’m afraid of not sleeping with her in my arms again, wait one, two, three, four. Where is five? I expected Angie to make a snide comment, but I guess she isn’t here.

“Where’s Angie?”

Stacy seemed perturbed by my obliviousness, “She broke up with her boyfriend last night took the day.” I should check on her, make sure she’s alright. I hope she’s okay.

“We should check on her after school.”

Lis giggled, “You should go by yourself.”

“Why? Isn’t making sure she’s okay a group thing.”

Jill rolled her eyes, “So, you can give her what you’ve given all of us, minus Beth of course.”

“I’m not trying to complete a set here. I just want to make sure she’s alright.”

Stacy smiled. Her opinion on me had softened since our talk a couple weeks prior, “Which is why you should go, plus it’ll keep you and Jill apart more often.” Or not.

Jill reached out to comfort her, “Stacy we talked about that, you know I love you.”

Stacy played coy, “I do and I love you but you do seem to have fun with John an awful lot.”

“If I’m getting in the way, we can stop playing around all together. Um, I just don’t wanna get in the way of true love.”

Stacy beamed at my comment then responded, “I honestly don’t mind you playing with her, I even like you playing with me sometimes. I just get sorta...”

Jill finished her sentence, “Possessive.” I have no right to feel possessive of Alex, but I do. Honestly, I’m possessive of the squad too.

Stacy seemed to read my mind, “Yeah, Possessive of her. Like you are with Alex and all of us, but I know she enjoys it and so it’s okay.” Four heads nodded.

“Surprised you joined in on that, Beth. You and I don’t do that sort of thing.”

“Scott and I broke up again, I may need your help soon enough. Bastard is taking Summer for Saturday, I got stuck with Peter Richards.” What is the big deal about Saturday? Summer is the other Beth right? The one My Beth made change her name, just because she didn’t want to be Beth D?

“Isn’t there some kind of guy rule about that?”

“No, but there is a cheerleader rule about that.”

“Which is?”

“What I say goes and if I want you to fuck me you will.” Just when I think she’s losing the bitch part of her personality, it rushes back in.

“Weeoooweeeoo.” Beth just glared, so I ignored her and moved on, “Good to know. Now about that blowjob? Is there any chance I could get actually get a bit of relief? I hate to ask but, I’m feeling a bit...”

Stacy and Jill answered in perfect synch, “Stressed.”

Lis grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the school and down the steps. Within seconds we were in the boiler room/janitor’s closet famous for never being locked, rarely used, and having a couch. Honestly, the amazing thing was more fun didn’t occur in there. She pulled me to the couch and we were kissing with my hands running over her body.

“I think you’d like a quickie more than a blow job?”

“Lis, I love the way you think.” I started stripping her clothes as we kissed guiding her to her back in the process when she was naked, I began to kiss my way down to her cunt.

She stopped me at her navel with a hand under my chin, “Much as I’d love to we don’t have time for that, jeans off, dick in me.”

I pulled my jeans from my body and ran my hand over her snatch to make sure she was ready for penetration. She was, but I grabbed a small bottle of lube from my bag and rubbed a bit on my dick just to be sure, “Put me in, Lis.”

She guided me into her and I began to fuck her with hard, quick strokes.

“Fuck me John, Fuck me please.”

I was looking in her eyes as she begged me, I pounded harder. With the force I was offering she was going to be bruised by the time we finished. I heard the wooden spoon tap the turtle as she contracted around my cock. I was close but not 2 minutes away. I went all out using force I wasn’t sure I could muster, “Damnit, little Devil. I didn’t know you could do this. Fuck, Fuck, harder Fuck me.”

I felt myself unload into her and she convulsed again. I kissed her sweetly, “That was amazing, love thank you so much.”

She was floating glassy eyed I have to admit I love that look. She sort of sighed, “I love you, John.”

“What?” Did she mean that? Oh crap, holy shit that could cause a lot of problems.

“Oh, shit. I didn’t mean to say that.” “Um we need to get dressed. I’ve got a test I’m apparently late for.”

We dressed in silence. I knew we needed to talk, but I was already late and Mrs. McTravers would call me out and dress me down before letting me get my 15 minute A on her test.

Mrs. McTravers did call me out on being late. My punishment was to apologize in front of the class which I did with a bow. I aced the test with ease and walked to Angie’s house, once I’d been counted as present for Gym. Angie only lived a couple blocks from the school. It was a small two-story house with a long row of steps to it. I climbed them and knocked on the door. After a few minutes she answered, “Hi Angie, you all right?”

“C’mon.”

She grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me in the house. Within minutes I was in her bedroom, her incredibly pink bedroom. Everything was pink, curtains, bed spread, the only other color was the cream-colored carpet. I had been in a few girls rooms by then and this one was the most girly of all. She pushed me onto the bed. “Um, I came to check on you.”

“Shut up, you know what I want.”

She kissed me hard. Her glasses slid off her nose and she had to push them back up. Her hands were already unbuttoning my shirt. “Angie? Are you sure you want this?”

“I’m older than you, I know what I want.”

“ANGIE! Listen to me.”

She stopped, “Fuck, even you don’t want me.” Should I take offence at that? I pulled her close and held her.

“I want to make sure all right. If you want to have a little fun after we talk that’s fine; hell, I’ll be happier about it than you, but I’m your friend and you matter to me.”

“You really are nice guy aren’t you?”

“Unfortunately, I’d probably be happier if I wasn’t”

“So, what do you want to know?”

“Let’s start off easy. Are you all right?”

“Sort of. It sucks we were together for three years. This kind of thing always sucks, but some beer, ice cream, and casual sex will make me feel better.”

“Can I provide the ice cream? I’ll happily buy you a cone, you like vanilla right?”

“No, I’m a half gallon and three beers to the wind already.”

“Are you drunk?”

“No, it takes more than three to do that. Sometimes I forget what a fucking straight arrow you are.” I don’t know what that means, it seems vaguely insulting. She’s just hurting.

“Anything else I can do?”

“Besides fucking me senseless?”

“Yeah, though I would be happy to help you with that.”

“You have a suit?”

“It’s grey.”

“Want to go to a Dance?”

“What dance?”

“Homecoming, it’s Saturday.”

“Do you want me to go with you?”

“I have the tickets. I have the dress. I was supposed to go with Mal.”

She started to tear up, and I pulled her tighter to me, “It’s all right.” After a few minutes I asked, “Angie will you be my date to the homecoming dance?”

“You’ll go?”

“You’re my friend. I’ll gladly spend an evening on your arm. Though are you sure you want to go with me? I’m not a pretty boy, I’m young, and I might hurt your reputation.”

“Well just be going as friends, the whole school knows about Mal already. They won’t think less of me for it.”

“You’ll have to drive.”

“Duh. Do you need a ride today too?”

“Wouldn’t hurt. What color is your dress?”

“Why?”

“Have to get a tie to match and coordinate the corsage.”

“I’ll show it to you after.”

“After what?”

“After you get your reward.” Her hands went back to unbuttoning my shirt. Wait Saturday, Alex had a date for Saturday, Beth was upset about Scott and Summer ahead of Saturday, it’s this damn dance. I really need to start paying attention to these things. I kissed her with force, no games she wanted this I wanted this,

“Stand up.”

She complied. I removed her clothes gently, worshipping her body with soft kisses and gentle touches before I stripped my own. I finally found her lips again and we fell to the bed, “MY glasses.”

“Leave them on. You’ll be on your back and they are a part of you. I like your glasses.”

“Mal always made me take them off, so I’d look pretty for him.”

“I’d rather you wear them and be beautiful for me.” We necked for several minutes, till I sought her cunt. My tongue lashed at her lips and teased her clit, not quite touching it, when she started to tense ... I gave her a finger. She moaned. “Not so loud little girl, you should be glad your parents are at work.” I continued my work, till she got loud enough for me to worry about being overheard. Okay Angie has a future as a porn star, definite squealer. Jesus, and I thought Mindy got loud. I pushed myself up and brought my lips to hers, my tongue to her throat. “Do you want this?”

“Yes! Now, do it now.”

“Guide me in.”

She hesitated then placed me at her entrance. It took several seconds before I achieved penetration. “Oh god, you are thick.”

“I never expected you to be this snug.” I met her eyes and began to fuck her gently, occasionally sampling her lips and tongue with my own.

“Faster.” I picked up the pace and offered more force.

“Oh god.” Her moans more frequent as we continued. Eventually she started to reach her peak and I let myself go.

I shifted to my side and kissed her lips once more, “You’re beautiful Angie, the rest of the school will be so jealous that I get you on my arm, even if I am just your friend.”

“Sweettalking me like that will get you wherever you want to go.”

“You sure you’re alright?”

“Trust me I’m better than ever. Thanks to you.”

“I do what I can.”

“When are you going after Beth?”

“Pardon, love?”

“C’mon she’s the only one of us you haven’t had.”

“She’s Scott’s girl. Although, they did break up again. Besides I’m quite happy where I’m at.” Or I will be when I sort this thing out with Lis.

“No, you aren’t.”

“Huh.”

“You frowned after you said that. What’s wrong? Was I not good?”

“What? You were perfect. Wait no you were horrible; we need to practice every day ten times a day.”

She laughed, “Seriously what’s bothering you?”

“Lis.”

“What about her?”

“She said she loved me.”

“And you don’t feel the same?”

“No, I don’t, I just don’t want to hurt her.”

“You’ll be fine you are a nice guy after all. Do you think you could go again?”

“I believe I can do that for you ma’am.” I kissed her once more.

“Ma’am? Do I look like an old woman?”

“You are older than me, prettier too.” It took several minutes of making out before I got hard enough for me to be inside her again. We ended up in a nice, forceful rhythm. When it was over we cuddled for a few moments, I heard her breathing regulate and mine did the same.

I awoke to the sound of the front door. I leaped from the bed and retrieved my jeans, vest and shirt. I was rushing to get dressed. Angie awoke as I leaped from the bed, “What’s wrong, John.”

“Front door.” I half whispered. She started dressing again in the pajamas I’d removed from her earlier.

I had my jeans and shirt on, but not my boots when I heard the knock. “Angie-girl, you okay?”

“I’m not decent, Daddy. Just give me a second.” She pointed to the closet and I rushed into it. I sat inside the closet and began lacing my boots, the door not quite shut. “All right, Daddy.”

I did get a good look at an apple green dress, in a gown bag. “You okay Angie-girl. You can’t stay in Bed all day.” Oh, Hell I can smell the sex, he can’t possibly miss it. I am so dead.

“I’m not going to; did you get more Ice cream?”

“Yeah, French Vanilla just like you like.”

“Thank you, daddy.”

“What’s that?”

“What’s what?” There was a pause before she continued, “I spilled some ice cream earlier, don’t worry Daddy I’ll do the laundry.” Spilled some ice-cream? oh hell wet spot. Don’t laugh Count to ten. One inch that just fucked your daughter. Two Oh hell that’s a bad thought. If I keep going, I’m going to laugh and then I’ll be getting my ass kicked.

“Okay, Angie girl. You coming out for dinner?”

“What’s for dinner?”

“Deer Roast?” That sounds interesting. Yeah, I don’t think this is the time to fish for an invite, “Hey, I just got done fucking your daughter but I heard you were having roast venison can I get a plate to go?

“Ugh, no daddy.”

“Okay, what about ravioli.”

“Okay, Daddy. I want to shower and change clothes first.”

“Okay, Angie-girl, there are other fish in the sea you know.”

“I know.” I head the door slam shut. When the door to the closet opened, I felt my heart race. When I saw Angie standing in front of me, my heart slowed to its normal pace. “You’ll have to go out the window.”

“As you wish. Sorry about the ice cream spillage.”

She blushed. “Don’t worry about it.”

I popped out the window on to the front porch roof. I dropped down and as I hit the ground I heard a feminine voice, “EH hem. And where do you think you’re going, young man?”

I turned and instantly knew what Angie would look like in twenty years, “UM.”

“I don’t like seeing strange boys sneak out of my daughter’s window.” Deny everything. No wait half-truth.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Dennis. I came to check on Angie after school we got to talking and we fell asleep. Your husband came home and I didn’t want to give him the wrong idea.”

“What’s your name?”

“I’m John. I’m on the cheerleading squad with Angie.”

“Wait, John from the squad? Oh, I’m so sorry.” Not as sorry as I am, the last thing I need is your husband kicking me around.

“For what ma’am?”

“I thought you were taking advantage of my daughter.” Okay, now it’s time to deny, deny, deny.

“No ma’am, I’d never do that.” Lie your ass off give her an innocent smile.

“Do you have a boyfriend, John?” She thinks I’m gay. Fuck I’ll go with it, better that then the “You defiled my daughter” beating.

“It’s a small school, ma’am, there aren’t a lot of open-minded boys around. I’ve got my eyes open though.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Next time John, use the front door. We’re a pretty liberal family. I was so happy when she told us you joined the squad.”

“It’s like I’m one of the girls, ma’am and I’ll do that Saturday ma’am.”

“Saturday?”

“She asked if I would go to the dance with her as friends, since Mal um well became an ass.”

“Okay, that sounds wonderful; I know she was worried about missing Homecoming.”

“Thank you, ma’am, I’m sorry to have worried you.”

“No problem, John.”

“Be seeing you, ma’am.” I walked as casually as I could down the steps. I checked my watch. It was 1730. The fucking/nap took almost four hours. I was going to have to walk home.

I stopped in the only florist in town and put in a large order a bouquet of pink tulips and a pink corsage and boutonniere for my homecoming ‘date’ with Angie, A bouquet of yellow roses for my sister, a bouquet of purple and yellow asters for Alex on Saturday, A carnation for Sarah, and eight single red roses for the rest of the squad, GG, Suzie, Angie’s mother, and the grandmother. All the items were set to be picked up Thursday when Sarah usually picked me up, I would have to make sure I could stay at the grandmother’s that night and arrange the rides. Damn, I’ll have to clear out the fridge too.