Epilogue

Authors note: Alternative ending.

Chapter 20:

SUSAN

It’s been a hell of a Program week. I suppose it’s like that for everyone. It was a big change for Jay. Poor Jay! In comparison, I had it easy. But what a revelation: the guy is so good at oral sex, it’s unbelievable. Who’d a thunk it? First, he’s not just willing, he’s eager. I don’t know any other guy like that. I’m hoping he’ll be an inspiration for others. He’ll be a hero. He’s my hero.

Second, Jay has great technique. I swear, he makes me faint. I’m not kidding! He thinks I’m clumsy because I fall over when he makes me cum. But it’s no accident. Things go dark for me for a few seconds and even afterwards I feel lightheaded. But it’s a good lightheaded feeling. His little tongue on my pussy feels like it’s ten times bigger than it is. It gets around everywhere and it seems like it’s everywhere at once. It drives me crazy and I know it drives others crazy.

I wished now that Jay and I had never drifted apart in the first place. He thinks it’s going to be that way again, but I don’t think I could stay away from him now even if I wanted to. He’s on the team too so we’ll be seeing each other every day until the season is over, which is too soon if you ask me.

Of course, there was that thing with his little friend, what’s her name? Mia? Yeah, that’s it. We talked about it, but I’m not so sure he isn’t enamored with her. I think he’s confused about that himself. You know, I’d be okay with it if it was just a one-time thing on Jay’s part, but I’m not so sure that’s the case. He’s certainly not sure himself because he can’t commit to not seeing her. Am I asking too much?

And then there’s Addison, the cheerleader. Jay told me that she means nothing to him, but still, they had sex together. Real sex, as in, going all the way. Plus the way he talks about her, I know she means more. I suppose he was drunk so I can excuse that indiscretion. Boy was he drunk. Like I said: he’s been through a lot of changes this week.

I feel I have no say in any of his life. If I did I’d set him straight. But enough about Jay.

We’re near the end of the volleyball season and we’re going to make it to the state tournament. I just know it. And you know what else? I’ve decided that I don’t want to wear clothes while I’m playing. I can jump so much higher and easier without clothes and that’s important in volleyball, you know. It’s so easy to move around and, I think, I’m more intimidating to the other teams this way. Yep! If it’s okay with the coach I’m gonna do it.

I may even become one of the “naked students.” Those are kids who go to school naked even though they don’t have to since they’re not in The Program. The good thing about that is that I wouldn’t be subject to RR’s. But then, I wouldn’t be able to ask for relief either. At least, not officially. I’m sure I could either sneak into the girl’s room between classes or ask someone to help. I wonder if I could get Jay to jump into the girl’s room with me? I don’t see how he could get into trouble since the guys still have to use the girl’s room when they’re in The Program. It’s just that we won’t be in The Program anymore. I’m sure I’ve seen guys in there that weren’t in The Program. And Lord knows girls use the guy’s restrooms when there’s not enough open stalls in the girl’s room. Hmm, I wonder if we can get a ruling from the principal on that matter.

And that’s the thing: I can’t stop thinking about relief. I wish I could carry Jay around in my pocket and save him for those times when I’m horny. Jason in the pocket -- what a concept. He’s nearly small enough as it is. I absolutely know he’ll be in my future. It’s inevitable. Our families are close and we’ve shared so much last week.

Yes, The Program has changed me for life. I’m not sure if it’s a good change or a bad. If it can bring Jay and me back together as friends like before then it can’t all be bad.

JASON

So, what has my Program week done for me? For one, I have a reputation for eating pussy. Me! How implausible is that? Totally unexpected. But I have to ask: is that a good thing? I feel more bad has come of it than good.

I may be able to repair my relationship with Sue, but only because of her generous nature, not because I deserve it. She was the only girl I ever had a crush on. But, I realized this past week that there are other fish in the sea. Thus, my spiral down the path of temptation.

Emily is so pretty, so full of life. I did what I could to help her get out of the punishment she received for deceiving and hurting me. It wasn’t totally her fault and she didn’t deserve it. However, I fell under her spell and in so doing I hurt Sue. I don’t want to hurt Emily either but sometimes you have to do things for someone else’s own good. And that’s why I slept with Addison, the head cheerleader. Isn’t that a funny title: the HEAD cheerleader? Ahem. Yeah, I fucked Addison to help Emily. Now that’s what you call messed up!

I fucked Mia too. I know, I’m such a stud. NOT! It was her idea, I swear. How can a teenaged guy be expected to resist the charms of one of the cutest girls in the girl’s locker room. One who likes me for me, not just for my tongue? One who was naked with me in the shower after phys-ed? It’s not fair. There’s no way I could have avoided her advances. But now, I fear, Sue hates me for it. I’m not sure why Sue will be talking to me after finding out about Mia and me in the girl’s locker room and I’m kind of afraid to ask.

And speaking of the girl’s locker room, why did my sister’s friends have to be there? Slim Penny and buxom Sylvia. What a pair. Can you imagine my excitement meeting them in the girl’s locker room naked? I’ve known them since they were the same size as me. That’s a long time. The times I’ve had with them the past week were surreal and they still feel like a dream to me. And wow, have those two grown.

Let’s talk about growing. Everyone has grown up but me. My sister is almost two years younger and is over a foot taller; almost two feet taller. Why did her friends have to be there, naked in the shower, with me? I’ll never live it down. Gracie wants me to stay naked at home too. You know what the worst part of that is? I find the idea not only acceptable, but enjoyable.

I am not myself anymore. I have to get back to my deep study of science. No more of this rehashing biology for the sake of The Program bullshit. I’m going to buckle down and not think of girls. I don’t care how big Mary’s breasts are, I’m not going to think about my face being millimeters away from those pearly white, delightfully huge orbs of tit flesh that greeted me as I woke this past weekend. Even if I did get to see Mary in all her glory, I’m just going to forget about it. No problem, right?

Wrong. Big tits! I mean, big problem! See that? This whole naked puberty during The Program thing has got me distracted. Even now, I can’t get my penis to go down and as a result I just can’t concentrate. There’s not enough blood left for my brain.

I consider myself smart and I’m at least as mature as any other kid in high school, emotionally speaking. I figured I could handle going through puberty and The Program at the same time. I was wrong. Everybody else in high school has already gone through the changes of puberty and are better equipped to handle The Program, but most kids in middle school are like me: pubescent. Plus nobody can expect them to be as emotionally mature. There is no way I’m going to agree with letting The Program proceed to the middle schools.

Gracie will probably hate me for this because she’s so ready for The Program. She’s the exception. She hit puberty like a decade ago. Okay, I exaggerate, but she has been sexually mature for years now as I remained a child compared to her.

To reiterate, and I’ll be perfectly clear: I will not endorse The Program in middle school nor will I be an ambassador for it. Let the kids go naked if they want to but don’t force them to do it and for goodness sake, don’t make them submit to requests, reasonable or not.

Now for the good things. At this point I really don’t mind being naked. In fact, I kind of get a thrill out of it. Georgia was right: I’m going to hate wearing clothes again. Because of being naked in front of my sister, her little pokes and jabs trying to put me down don’t bother me as much. I think Gracie has a tacit, or not so tacit, desire to get naked too.

I got to see a bunch of other girls naked while I was in The Program; much more than when I’m not. I orally serviced nearly all of the cheerleader squad (or maybe all, I’m not sure.) Who else can say that? I made some new friends, even though I lost some.

The best thing is that Sue is still talking to me. I don’t know where we stand in our relationship right now. That will be up to her and if she decides I’m not worth it, well, there are others out there and maybe I can put this reputation thing to good use. Now I can’t seem to remember: did I ever give Mia head? I think it deserves investigation.

SUSAN

I don’t know what’s got into Mary. I think she’s letting sleeping with Jay go to her head. Maybe she thinks they have something together. I don’t know, maybe they do. One thing I do know: she’s not letting me forget what happened.

“Sue, did you apologize to Jay?”

“For what, Mary?”

“For being mean to him Saturday night.”

“I wasn’t mean to him.”

“You weren’t very nice. He was sick.”

“He was drunk and that’s no excuse for you to crawl into bed naked with him.”

“He needed comforting.”

“Not that kind of comforting.”

“He needed to be held and you wouldn’t hold him.”

“I never said I wouldn’t hold him.”

“But you didn’t. You scolded him instead.”

“Because he was drunk.”

“You don’t scold someone when they’re feeling bad like that.”

“Fine. I’ll apologize.”

“When you do, tell him I liked holding him.”

“You tell him. You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“Maybe. Do you think he’ll get into trouble with his Mom?”

“I don’t see him getting out of that.”

“Maybe we should do something. Maybe we should tell her that it wasn’t his fault.”

“And who’s fault would it be?”

“Your fault.”

“Me?”

“You could tell her that you made him feel bad and that’s why he went drinking.”

“He didn’t go off drinking because of me. It was because of that little girl, Mia.”

“But you’re the one who just had to leave Saturday. You couldn’t stand to be in Jay’s presence. How do you think that made him feel?”

“How do you think I felt?”

“You’re so selfish.”

“Why are you so against me?”

“I’m not against you, but you made Jay feel bad. I thought you two were friends again. I thought we’d be going over to his house and all four of us could be together like we used to. But you ruined it again.”

“I didn’t ruin it, Mary. Jay did.”