Part XXX - Emotions So Mixed

He had been standing inside the old tool shed for about ten minutes now, deeply lost in thought, when she found him. But it wasn’t the ‘she’ he’d been hoping (dreading?) to encounter. Far from it, actually...

“I’m fearing for that sawhorse’s virtue, Heterson.” came the snarky remark, jarring Kev from his dark contemplation, and turning he beheld the punked teenaged version of an anorexic Sharon Stone.

“What the hell are you doing here, Vee?” he scowled.

“I could ask you the same thing, boy.” she strode past him and halted before the raw planked object of his fascination, “Hey, what is this ... blood? Did you actually pop this poor creature’s cherry, Heterson? That’s pretty kinky.”

“You’re a fucking idiot, Nortelli, you know that, right.”

She chuckled and then something occurred to her and her smile became a frown, “Wait--did you do her here?” she whirled on Kev and caught his arm in a painful grip, “You bastard! We had a deal! I was supposed to bear witness when you sliced that pie!”

Kev shook free of her with growl, “I didn’t. Well, not really.”

“Not really? There is no half-pop, you fucking moron! Did you do the deed with Jalone or not!”

“I did. But just her ass.”

Vee’s anger dissipated some, “Oh, okay. Whatever. I’d still have liked to see that, but it’s not the main event.”

“It was pretty damn awesome though.” grinned Kev, his balls tightening at the memory and he eyed the blue denim skirt curving across Veronica’s bony ass and fought the urge to grab her and take her like he’d taken Tia forty-eight hours earlier.

Only with more force, heh! Bet she’d like that too...

He was actually raising his hands to reach for Vee’s hips when she suddenly turned back to face him, stalling his assault before it could begin, “By the way, Heterson, you didn’t tape it, did you? I know how you love to record your encounters for posterity, hah!”

And possible future prosecution, she fought not to smile darkly. Vee had recorded the brutal face-fucking he had forced upon Tia and if it ever served her purposes in any way she would turn it over to authorities in a heartbeat and let them crucify the blond-haired blackmailer.

Of course, Vee had no idea the card the vid had been stored on was now destroyed beyond recovery. But when she eventually found out there would be hell to pay, most definitely. But for now, Oblivion remained oblivious.

“Taped it?” frowned Kev, “Yeah, nope, sorry. Wish I had. But it was a spur of the moment kinda deal, you know how it is. I got lost-”

“-in her rectum?” chuckled Vee, “Yeah, I bet you did.” and she patted his bulge and snorted derisively with a roll of her eyes, “You may have a dark side that rivals even mine, boy, but you’re still that: a boy. And you dirty bastards always think with your nuts first, brains eighty-second.”

He shrugged and sneered, “All those who have actually had sex with Tia Jalone raise their hands. What’s that, only my hand is in the air? Well gosh, I guess that makes me the smarter one, huh?”

Vee’s gaze narrowed dangerously and her cupping of his knads turned to a hard squeeze, “Watch your mouth, kid. I’m a giant towering over your house of cards and I can dash it to nothing any time I fucking please!”

He slapped her hand off him and rubbed his groin with a glare, “Go ahead, Vee, do it. Do it and then you’ll never get to fuck her, you’ll never get to watch me take her vag-virginity just like I took her ass one.”

Veronica cackled and slapped him on the shoulder, “You take everything so seriously, Heterson! We’re just needling each other here, no need to be so defensive. I have no intention of screwing up my chance to fist that little slut and get the same in return-”

“Oblivion?” came the ghost voice of Tia Jalone from the back of her mind again.

“Yes?” she heard herself answer.

“Do you--Do you think I could get my entire hand inside you?”

Nortelli blinked even harder this time, but yet again the memory faded from existence before she could properly capture it. What the fucking hell?! Is this just a dream of mine? Sure feels and sounds like one, I’ve been fantasizing about fucking that little tart for a good year now, but ... but...

But it feels more real. Like ... like it ... happened?

... no, I would definitely remember that. I’d never forget Tia talking to me like that. And what I’d be doing to her point-two-three seconds later, oh yeah...

She shook her head and tried to force the suspicions away, they were getting annoying and what was the use anyway? It probably was just a half-forgotten dream that was peaking up through her mind because she soooo wanted to bed Jalone. Damn, my mind has a mind of it’s own, heh! Shiiit, I so want to taste that little soccer-booting slut. My mouth has got to get on that tight little pussy of hers and SOON!

The spikey-haired blonde turned back again and stared down at the sawhorse with a cruel little grin upon her pierced face, “I bet our little brunette angel doesn’t even consider that a virginity to lose. Her ass I mean. Nope, she probably was all ‘that’s so gross, yuck!’, hah!”

“Yeah, pretty much.” replied Kev, though he wasn’t laughing like she was, he was still trying to sort out just exactly what had happened yesterday in the shed. Did ... did she really say she loved me? I just don’t know, I was so distracted at the time.

But maybe she did. And if so what does it all mean?

Veronica was running a jagged black fingernail down the sawhorse, giggling under her breath. “I bet she actually loved it though, I know her type well. They act all pure and untouchable, but you give them half a chance to sin and they are sucking on a cock faster than a pack of dogs on a three legged cat.”

Kev nodded, “Actually, I think she did like it in the end.”

“Hah! Liked it in the end! Nice one, boy!” Vee slapped her thighs beneath her way-too short denim skirt, “I can just hear her opening pleas for you to stop, though. All half-hearted and mixed with lusty panting. Oh yeah, those little begging pleas, they are a royal turn-on, right-”

But she froze for a long moment as Tia’s voice rose up in her dull memory of yesterday’s events.

“Please! Vee, you h-have to--ohhhh, my god--you ... you have to ... stop this...”

She blinked and frowned thoughtfully. What the hell WAS that? That doesn’t match anything I recall. Wait a damn minute...

And she slowly turned around and peered into the shadowy depths of the shed.

“What is it?” asked Kev.

“I don’t know.” she took a step forward and the darkness at the end formed into the vague shape of set of rickety stairs.

“Hey, what’s up there?”

“The steps?” he shrugged, “They lead to an attic. Tia and me used to play up there when we were kids.”

Vee chewed her bottom lip, “What, you two used to be bosom buddies as little tots?”

“For a bit.” he shrugged.

“What, like playing doctor and post office?”

“Post office?”

“Two-handed is best.”

“You’re crazy, you know that.”

“Quit yer bitchin, Heterson, and come on.” she crossed to the stairs and ascended. Kev followed her with his eyes for a long moment, then glanced to the open door and decided if he was going to extend his trespass he’d better close it and did so.

“You coming or what?” Vee called down at him in annoyance.

“Just covering our asses, Nortelli.” he snapped back as he climbed the steps.

“You’re all about the ass now, aint you.” she replied distractedly as she panned her gaze across the dimly-illuminated attic.

Soft beams of light from the stained glass windows painted the old furniture and stuffed animals in hues of rose and aquamarine. Vee fingered the frayed lid to an old game of Operation thoughtfully. The dark suspicion that a piece of her memory had been violently ripped from her was rearing it’s ugly head again. The impulses just wouldn’t go away, no matter how hard Vee tried to force them down.

I ... I’ve been up here. Wait, I knew that. But ... but it wasn’t just to sleep off bumping my head on that fountain like Jalone said. It ... it was more ... something more...

But what?

... why do I feel so ... so violated?

Wait, no, that’s not it. I don’t feel raped or anything like that. But something wrong happened up here, and it wasn’t to Jalone like it should have been. It ... it happened to me ... but-

“-what?!” she nearly jumped out of her skin as Kev touched her shoulder.