Chapter 34

Somehow the Festival came off without a hitch and the committee members started to angle Phil to do it again the next year.

“Not a fucking prayer,” Phil spat at a middle-aged woman. “You let everything go to shit and then sat on your ass and expected me to fix your fuck ups. Then you told everyone that you and the committee had worked tirelessly to make everything special. Next year you can go to hell. Don’t ask me again – and if you want to use my mother to convince me, you should know that she is pretty high on my shit list right now for subjecting me to you ungrateful assholes.”

Hailey ate some more humble pie and asked the Warners if she could leave her car with them – and beseeched David to try to find someone to purchase it. He agreed and Beth told her that she would help out with any other items she needed to sell.

Phil hadn’t asked about the situation with Hailey’s mother and he didn’t ask anything on the almost-silent way back to Heilman. He dropped the women off at the dorm and told them they could pick up the belongings at the apartment while he was in class the following day but he didn’t think they should plan to stay there any more.

The news was greeted with three sets of tears. Molly was waiting at the apartment when he got back but he sent her home, too. She tried to press for an explanation but he told her to call her friends.

Phil spent the next six weeks avoiding Hailey, Katelyn, Tiffany and Molly. Although Molly had nothing to do what transpired in Calder City she still got painted with the same brush. Phil had decided he wanted nothing to do with any of them. He still spoke to his father twice a week but he still was angry that his mother had appeared to take the girls’ side on the matter.

He often saw one of the four on campus. Invariably they would smile and wave at him – and invariably he would nod and avoid them.

Phil didn’t turn into a monk. He went on a date with a young woman from his Economics class and attended several parties. He had expected to run into Hailey and her crew but he didn’t. It was evident that Alexandra and Chelsea had heard the news because they both made unveiled attempts to gain his notice. He uniformly ignored them at first and then publicly shot them down when that didn’t work.

Phil was nominated for the Beta Club and the invitation came with a note telling him that Hailey had offered to withdraw from the club – something that hadn’t happened since the 1920s – if Phil didn’t want to join while she was there. He sent back the acceptance but told the president he had no problem with Hailey Warren and certainly felt that she deserved her spot. He was inducted into the society in late April along with four other incoming sophomores, including Tiffany Grayling and Katelyn Gorman. He congratulated them and accepted congratulations from Hailey. The three women didn’t accompany the group to the party that followed, which Phil found odd.

His parents came down for Parents’ Day and things went as expected. His mother’s identity was no longer a secret – Alexandra and Chelsea had made sure that information got out as a way to explain Hailey’s association with Phil. Beth had spent hours on the telephone with Hailey, ostensibly to discuss the upcoming internship that would being in May but also to talk to her about other things. Phil didn’t begrudge the relationship but he didn’t want to discuss it either. David finally stepped into the middle to keep the peace in his family.

It was a Saturday evening two weeks before final exams when Phil answered a knock on his door to find a tearful Tiffany standing there.

“Can I come in?” she asked.

Phil nodded and ushered her to the couch.

“It happened Friday,” she said. “The indictments came down against my family. My aunt and my mother were indicted for embezzlement; my father was indicted for fraud and my sisters and brothers-in-law were indicted for conspiracy to commit fraud. We’re ruined.”

“I’m sorry,” Phil told her sincerely. He thought he was immune to her tears but he found he wasn’t. He put an arm around her shoulder and drew her to him. “Were you or your brother named?”

“No, thank God!” Tiffany said. “We probably could have been. Dad’s lawyer said we could be named as unindicted co-conspirators since we received proceeds from the crime. The board is going to file bankruptcy on Monday. They have no choice. They managed to stave it off for a month but it’s over now.”

“Is there anything I can do?” Phil asked.

“No, I ... I knew this was happening,” she said. “It just hit me harder than I expected it to. Everyone ... everyone has their own problems and I didn’t know where else to go. I didn’t know who else I could turn to. You were always ... you always were there for me. God, I am so sorry, Phil. I hate myself for hurting you. I can’t believe I caused you so much pain when you’ve been nothing but great to me.”

“It’s over,” Phil said. “Let’s move on to how to fix this.”

“We can’t fix this,” Tiffany said sadly.

“You can stay with me during the summer,” Phil offered.

Tiffany pulled back and looked up at him, her tear-stained cheeks glistening.

“I thought you knew,” she said. “I’m going to be in the city. I got a job with the Convention Center in their marketing department. We’re all going to be there. Hailey, of course, you know about. That guy we met at dinner called Katelyn when we got back. She’s working for him as a researcher. It’s not an internship; she won’t get credit. It’s a good job though. Molly got a job working with a youth orchestra. She’s going to tutor the strings and she’s going to audition for the Civic Orchestra next week. I ... I figured Beth would tell you.”

“No,” Phil said flatly. “Mom and I have been at odds for the past few months. I understand that she has a business relationship to maintain but she has also insisted upon interfering in my personal life. I can’t convince her that she’s not welcome there.”

“Oh,” Tiffany said. “So, uh, she hasn’t talked to you about anything?”

“Like what?” Phil asked.

“About what we tried to do for Collette,” Tiffany said. “We pooled all of our money. Hailey sold her car. Katelyn dipped into her college fund. We offered it to Collette if it would help her.”

“The insurance was expedited,” Phil said. “The cops caught the guys who followed you back.”

“We know,” Tiffany said. “Katelyn remembered the license number and the model of their car. We identified them from photos.”

“Oh, good,” Phil replied. He hadn’t realized that the girls had been the ones responsible for helping Collette keep her shop – which would reopen on May Day.

“We admitted what we’d done,” Tiffany continued. “We’re all on restriction because we confessed to underage drinking.”

“That explains why I haven’t seen you at parties,” Phil said absently.

“No!” Tiffany almost shouted. “The restriction won’t start until we appear in court in three weeks. It’s because of what you said. You said the life we were leading wasn’t compatible with the one you wanted to lead. We’ve stopped drinking. We’re focusing on our studies. We want you to understand that what happened was a relapse but it wasn’t who we want to be. You’re more important to us than parties. We want you back!”

“Oh,” Phil said, startled by the vehemence in Tiffany’s voice.

“Hailey is an absolute mess, Phil,” Tiffany continued. “Katelyn isn’t much better. There is nothing fun in our life any more.”

“Then you should go back to what made you happy,” Phil said.

“What made us happy doesn’t want anything to do with us,” Tiffany said. “Parties and random guys didn’t make us happy. The only time in my life I’ve been happy is when I was here – when we all were friends. Katelyn rarely even speaks to us any more. Molly absolutely hated us for what we did. She had nothing to do with us and you froze her out, too. When Hailey heard you’d gone to a party with Kathy Taylor she cried for three days.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Phil said. “It’s not like I charged Kathy kisses for drinks and put my hands on her ass.”

“That’s the thing,” Tiffany said. “Think about how we acted. You and I kissed and we both had put our hands on the other’s butt. We didn’t think it was that big a deal. But at the bar, we left when it became evident they expected more from us.”

“Hailey was there and you’re her friend!” Phil said angrily.

“Do you think that made it easier for her to accept?” Tiffany countered. “If you and her friends can kiss and fondle each other why would it bother you if a stranger did it to her?”

Phil blinked hard as he thought about it.

“No,” he said. “I don’t suppose it would. I didn’t look at things that way. Still, that was a small portion of why I’m angry.”

“I know why you’re angry,” Tiffany said. “We lied to you.”

“It’s more than that!” Phil spat. “You could have been hurt. If you had told me you wanted to go out and get loaded, I would have found you a safe place to go. You didn’t need to lie to me, Tiffany. I know you drink – or you drank. I knew you were nervous about finding a job and I knew all of you had a lot on your mind. I trusted you when you said you just wanted to dance a little and relax. If you had told me that you wanted a safe place to have a few drinks, I would have found somewhere for you to do it. I didn’t care about that. I care about you! I care that you and Katelyn and Hailey could have been raped or even killed! That’s what I worry about.”

Tiffany closed her eyes and buried her head in Phil’s shoulder again.

“I still care about you,” he said softly. “I’ve tried not to but I do. I still care about you as much as I did a month ago.”

“I care about you, too!” Tiffany sobbed. “I’ve been so miserable. I just want to be with you again. We all want that! We want to be happy and that means having you with us.”

“It looks like we’ll be around each other during the summer,” Phil said.

“Yeah,” Tiffany told him, her arms wrapped around Phil’s waist. “I hope so, at least.”

“I don’t think I can go back to being Hailey’s boyfriend,” Phil said.

“You should,” Tiffany said. “She loves you. I know you still love her.”

“You do, huh?” Phil asked.

“I’ve been next to you for 20 minutes and you haven’t even felt me up,” Tiffany said, laughing for the first time in what felt like a month.

Phil looked down at the soft features surrounded by black hair. Her gray eyes shined. He leaned forward and kissed her. It wasn’t a soft kiss like he’d shared with her before. This one held a more primal meaning.

“I’d like to feel you up if you’re willing,” he said. Tiffany moved away and touched her hands to her lips.

“I’m not the one for you,” she said. “We’re better as friends.”

“Probably,” Phil said. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.”

“I didn’t say no,” Tiffany clarified. She had wanted to have sex with Phil for six weeks and with anyone for a month. “It just can’t be anything more than it is. We can be two friends making love because we care about the other and we want the other. It can’t be more than that.”

Phil pondered for a moment before leaning forward and kissing Tiffany again. The second kiss opened up a torrent of emotion from Tiffany. Her hands immediately scrambled to Phil’s shirt. She pulled back from him long enough to get it over his head before she sat on his lap and kissed her deeply.

Phil finally explored the bottom that he’d touched playfully several times. He ran his hands up Tiffany’s back and took her shirt with him. He realized that her bra had a front catch and brought his hands around to cup her small breasts.

Tiffany’s breath caught in her throat when Phil’s hands glided across her nipples. She broke the kiss and whipped her shirt over her head, laughing at her frantic movement as she opened the catch on her bra, removed it and threw it across the room. She sat on his lap in a pair of white shorts – and her sandals.

Her comment about how the porn movies never show the actors removing their shoes died in her throat when she felt Phil’s rough tongue on her distended nipple. His mouth took almost her entire breast into his mouth and his tongue rotated around the bud.

He spent several minutes alternating his attention from breast to breast. Her buds were wet with his saliva – but would be considered dry when compared to the state of the gusset of her panties. She moved off his lap and extended her hand. Phil took and stood beside her.

“You really are a sexy little thing,” Phil said.

“You’re already going to get into me,” Tiffany replied. “No need for the smooth talk. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

She walked over and locked the door, before unbuttoning her shorts and letting them fall to her ankles. She resisted Phil’s efforts to lead her to his room, stopping at the spare room instead.

“Not in the bed you shared with your love,” Tiffany said. “We’ll do it in the other bed.”

“Your bed,” Phil clarified.

“Umm,” Tiffany said, her bottom swaying lewdly. “I’m going to get it in my bed. Hailey once told me that I had her all night before our relationship had to change. You have me all night and then we go back to being friends. We needed to get past this. I would have always wondered about you and you would have always wondered about me. Any way you want it tonight, we’ll do it. Anything I can think of, we’ll do. I know I want you to pin me up against the wall. I know I want you to lick my pussy. I know I want to suck your cock and I want you to cum on my tits. Do you have condoms?”

“I do,” Phil said.

“I think we should use them,” Tiffany said.

“You’re a demanding little thing,” Phil joked.

“Oh, it’ll be worth it,” Tiffany said. “I promise.”

She slid her panties off her small waist and kicked her shoes off before she lay back on the bed and spread her legs lewdly.

“Leave your shorts on for now,” she insisted. “I want to take them off of you. But I got to get off. You wouldn’t believe how horny I am.”

Phil crawled into bed beside Tiffany and slipped his hands between her legs as he kissed her again. He realized that despite the fact that Hailey was much larger, Tiffany’s clit was a lot bigger. He captured it between his index and middle fingers and squeezed it gently.

“Oh, yeah,” Tiffany moaned. “I’m going to be a demanding little bitch again. Roll onto your back.”

Phil complied and Tiffany straddled his face. He lapped at her clit as she untied his loose shorts and pulled the elastic away from his waist until she could reach his hard on. She fell forward and captured the head in her mouth. It was all she could reach but her hands made up for anything her mouth lacked.

Phil ran his teeth across her nubbin and Tiffany screeched. He caught her clit between his teeth and flicked a tongue across the end of it. She came before Phil did and it was a doozy. Her thighs pressed against Phil’s ears as she rode his tongue for all she was worth. She made her way forward and took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. Phil took the opportunity to spread Tiffany’s pussy juice around her asshole and he ran his finger in a circle around the crinkle. It caused Tiffany to speed up her movements and Phil felt himself stiffen.

“I’m close,” he said through gritted teeth.

Tiffany didn’t pull away until she felt the first spurt hit her tongue. The second jet landed on her chin and the third found its way to her neck. She stroked Phil’s cock until the last drop dribbled down to her hand. She dropped her head back down to lick the tip of his dick. She wouldn’t have minded if he’d have cum in her mouth. She probably would have enjoyed it, she decided. But she wouldn’t do it to Hailey. Hailey had said any number of times how much she enjoyed swallowing Phil’s cum.

Tiffany giggled when she got off the bed and saw the sperm clinging to her face.

“That’s a first,” she said. “In porn it’s called a facial. You coated me. Nice job.”

“I was going to say the same thing about the job you gave me,” Phil said, happy that Tiffany wasn’t freaked out. “That is one sexy clit you have there.”

“You played it just right,” Tiffany agreed. “Let me wash my face while you get a rubber.”

Phil stood on shaky legs and winked at Tiffany as she headed into the bathroom.

“Better bring the whole box,” Tiffany said. “I am going to fuck you silly tonight.”

It felt nice to awaken beside a warm body. This one was smaller than the one he had grown used to but it was still nice.

“Good, you’re awake,” Tiffany said. He felt her small hand wrap around his morning erection. She raised her leg and slipped him inside of her. “I promised you a raw dogging. You gave me everything last night that I’ve ever fantasized about. Jesus, when you put me up against the door and laid it to me I thought I was going lose my mind. Sorry about not letting you put your finger in my butt. I know you like it but that’s for you and her. The same with not swallowing your cum.”

“It’s OK,” Phil said as he ran his cock back and forth into her moist pussy.

“Hold on,” Tiffany said. She pushed herself over and sat down across his waist. She was facing his feet and watched as his cock disappeared into her pussy. She put her hands on his knees and slid up and down on the dick that was inside of her. Phil put his hands on her cheeks and guided her.

“You like the view?” Tiffany asked as she glanced back over her shoulder. She somehow made her asshole open and close like it was winking at him.

“I like the woman I’m with,” Phil admitted.

“I know you probably can’t cum,” she told him. “I just always wanted to try this. I don’t get much from it. Let’s fuck in the shower after we pee. You can lift me up again. I came like a freight train when you did that.”

She reluctantly pulled off of Phil’s cock and ran a finger through her pussy lips. She gave a wry grin and a wink.

“Interested?” she asked.

“God, yeah,” Phil said, sliding out of bed. The shower was nice and warm when Phil picked Tiffany up and lowered her onto his erection again. He didn’t press her against the wall this time. Instead he kept his hands on her ass and lifted her up and down. Tiffany loved it.

“Oh, this is better,” she gasped. “Jesus Christ, Phil, I’m going to cum in a minute. Go ahead and do it. Put your finger up my ass.”

“Are you sure?” Phil asked.

“Fuck yeah,” Tiffany muttered. “Christ, put your cock in my ass if you want to. Just fuck me harder.”

Phil’s finger disappeared completely up Tiffany’s ass on the first stroke and she screamed. He worried that he had hurt her but she wrapped her legs around him tighter.

“Do me in both holes,” she urged him. “I can’t stop cumming. Oh, Jesus, Phil. I can’t stop!”

Phil’s arms were starting to get tired so he dropped her down on his shaft and mashed her clit against his pubic bone. She screamed again and started to tremble. Her pussy and asshole were both clenched tightly against their intruders.

It took Tiffany a moment before she pulled her face off of Phil’s shoulder. Her face was red from exertion and it extended down to the top of her breasts.