Chapter 31

THE SLEEPOVER PARTY on Saturday was, of course, at Dennis’s house. Seeing an opportunity to entertain more kids, the parents got together and planned a party at the Browns’ for the younger siblings. Rosie’s younger brother, Leanne’s younger brother and sister, Tori’s younger brother, Danny Long, and Peg all were greeted by Nils and Sofia, along with a couple other friends that weren’t related to Dennis’s girlfriends. There were plenty of outdoor games to be played and a bonfire wiener roast. Mr. and Mrs. McDonald came over to assist the Browns in watching the horde.

When his girlfriends began arriving, Dennis fully expected Tori to be among them. He was a little surprised that Debbie came in. But he was very surprised when Lana showed up.

“Um ... Lana? You got permission to come to the party?” he asked. She just nodded. “The um ... the whole thing? All night?” She nodded again. “You know you don’t have to do anything and I’ll try to make sure things don’t get out of hand or too wild. Mom’s here and she’ll watch out for you, too.”

Lana didn’t say anything, but reached in her bag. Her crimson blush was a stark contrast to her white-blonde hair as she handed him a familiar-looking box. He thought at first, she was going to cry, but burst out into a fit of giggles instead.

“Mom and Dad gave me a whole lecture in front of Nils and Sofia,” she said. “Then they gave me this box and said that even if I wasn’t participating, I still had to contribute.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. Embarrassed to death, but okay.”

“Oh, Lana, we all went through it,” Judith said coming up to her. “I couldn’t believe it when Mom made Diane and me bring boxes of condoms to put on the coffee table.”

Debbie stood looking at Lana and heaved a big sigh.

“I thought I’d get away with not embarrassing myself,” Debbie said. She reached into her bag and pulled out another box of condoms. “I got the same lecture. Did yours include that this didn’t mean I had permission to have sex? I’d have died if I had a little brother watching. It was bad enough having my stepmom watch as Dad went through the whole lecture. And I don’t even have a number yet.” The whole group started laughing and guided the two girls to place their boxes on the coffee table. Amy ran to Dennis’s room and retrieved all the unopened boxes of condoms from the girls’ underwear drawer.

“Wow! It’s a good thing you brought replenishments! We started with ten boxes, but there’s only five left. That’s like sixty condoms since the first of March! How can you even get it up that often?”

“Um ... One box is in my car,” Natalie said. “We’ve only used a few of those.”

Everyone turned when they heard Tori clear her throat loudly. She stood waving another box.

“I had these with me the day of the State Track Meet. Natalie and Diane had to witness my parents giving me the lecture, but I never got them over here,” she said. “They put another box in my bedroom.”

“Well, that brings us back up to eight boxes here with a partial in Natalie’s car and a partial still in the bedroom,” Brenda said. “So, we can all tell the parents who care there are still ten boxes of condoms.”

“Still, somewhere between three and four dozen condoms in three months?” Tori said. “Our boyfriend is like Superman.”

“Oh, yeah,” Natalie sighed. Everyone started giggling again and they all headed for the kitchen to get food and drinks ready. Of course, there were far too many to fit in the kitchen, so Dennis and the ‘new girls’ were sent to the living room with Brenda and Natalie.

“Dennis, Debbie doesn’t have a number,” Nat whispered.

“Um ... You mean ... I should...?” he stuttered. She nodded. He looked over to where Debbie was nervously talking to Brenda and Tori. Lana had plopped down right next to Dennis on the couch. He turned to Lana. “Lana? Are you okay with being girlfriend Number Ten?”

“It’s the number I asked for, silly. Of course I’m okay. I thought I made that clear yesterday,” she said.

“Yesterday?” Natalie asked. Lana blushed. “We’ll talk later. Go, Dennis.”

“Debbie,” he began. The three girls all turned toward him.

“Yes, Dennis?” she said.

“We haven’t really talked about this since you stopped me in the hall outside the locker room last winter.”

“Oh, God! I’m so embarrassed about that. I can’t believe I said what I said. It was like a bright light had just come on in the school and you were it. I felt like a fricking moth,” she said.

“Oh, but you’ve changed a lot since then. You came out of your dark days. I remember back in grade school, I was always happy when I saw you’d volunteered or been appointed to lead something, like decorating for the holidays or something, because I knew it would be great. Working with you during track has shown me you’re still that girl at heart. So, I was wondering if you’d consider being my girlfriend, um ... Number Twelve,” he said.

“Uh ... uh ... I mean ... uh ... yes?”

“You don’t have to say yes if you aren’t sure. None of us will pressure you. Rule number one.”

“No means no,” they all chorused.

“But ... I mean yes, if it’s okay. I mean, like, it’s not like we have to have sex, is it? I mean, like, right away?”

“It never means you have to do anything,” Dennis said. “It means we really like you and we—that is all eleven of my girlfriends and me—would like you to be one of us. Be our girlfriend.”

“Yes! Um ... Could you maybe kiss me again?”

“I’d love to.” Dennis stood and approached Debbie. She was hesitant at first but melted against him as their lips met. It wasn’t deep and passionate. Debbie was still just getting started on the whole kissing thing. A nice soft kiss was enough to melt her. When Dennis let go, Debbie sank back against the arm of the big chair. Then she squeaked and jumped up. Dot looked up at her from where she was reading.

“Hello, Number Twelve. I take it that you want to date my son, too.”

Brenda quickly whispered in Debbie’s ear and Debbie answered Dot. “Thank you for the invitation, Ms. Dottie. That would be very nice.” Dot scowled a little and shook her head. “Have you been here the whole time, like when we were talking, um ... about stuff.”

“Condoms, dear? About the number of boxes of condoms? I’m so glad you understand the rules. Number Ten. Number Eleven. Number Twelve. You all know the rules, correct?” Tori and Lana stood up beside Debbie.

“Rule number one, ‘No means no.’ Rule number two, ‘Never without protection.’ Rule number three, ‘Not in front of Peg, or the children,’” they recited.

“Very good. And preferably not until I’ve gone to bed,” Dot said. She smiled at the girls and each one leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek.

Dinner was pizza. It seemed like that’s what was chosen for every party. The girls had brought frozen pizzas, chips, and soft drinks. Then they all settled in front of the TV to watch a movie, cuddled as closely together as they could get. Things shifted around a lot as they watched and by the mid-point no one was left on the couch as they all lay on top of each other on the floor. There was a little kissing. A lot of hugging each other through the scary parts of the old black and white movie.

As they shifted around, there was also a bit of kissing going on—not always where it was expected. Leanne managed to get up very close to Dennis and raised her lips to him as she leaned in for a kiss. The kiss went on a long time. Long enough that there were a few titters nearby when Dennis’s hand crept up beneath her shirt and gently caressed her bare breast. They separated slowly with a lot of little pecks. Eventually, Leanne crawled over to Natalie’s arms.

Daniella found a partner to teach about kissing. Debbie was a willing learner, having had very few opportunities in the past. When they reached the point of Daniella’s tongue touching Debbie’s, the new girlfriend may have come a little.

Amy and Brenda double-teamed Tori. The three had been together at the Armors’ house just a few weeks before. Tori was pleased that they liked her enough to have her again. She hid her insecurities behind being bold and daring, but Brenda and Amy helped her just relax with them and share the gentleness of love rather than the drive to orgasm.

During the movie, sleeping bags had been spread out all over the living room and girls had slipped into Dennis’s room to change into their nightshirts and return to the pile. When the movie ended, they discovered Dot had already left the room for bed. There was a little stirring around as the remaining girlfriends went to change and brush their teeth.

Dennis chose a moment to slip into the bedroom with Diane and get his own pajamas on while he ‘helped’ her into her oversized T-shirt. After a little fondling, though, Diane stepped away with a sigh and promised she’d be waiting for him in the living room. She left. Dennis stood in front of his dresser pulling his pajama pants on, trying to decide whether or not to bother putting on the shirt. The door opened and there was a little squeak behind him. He turned to see Lana standing just inside his bedroom with a hand raised to her mouth as her big eyes took in the sight of him.

“Um ... Sorry! I thought when Diane came out, it was empty.” Still, she just stood there staring at him and not making a move to open the door and leave.

“It’s okay. I’m done. I’ll leave,” Dennis said. Lana continued to lean against the door staring at him. “Um ... You’ve seen me without a shirt before. It’s no big deal.”

Lana pushed away from the door and stepped toward Dennis. She reached out her hand and touched his chest, gradually letting the hand slide down to his abs. Nine months of leading conditioning exercises and working out with the teams had done a lot to reshape Dennis’s body. He’d been in good shape last fall when he started, but now his chest had broadened and his abs were ripped. His arms, which might have been sinewy before, had filled in with well-defined muscles. It was his practice to always do the exercises he asked others to do, whether drilling the basketball team or lifting weights. Lana explored the muscles of his torso as if in a hypnotic trance.

“Lana?” Dennis whispered. She jumped back and looked at him.

“S-s-sorry. Wow! I ... just can’t believe how strong you are. No wonder you could knock out Derek and Les. And ... Dennis...?” she faltered. “Um ... you know what happened to me. I got stripped and mouth-fucked by five guys. They handled and twisted my breasts and scraped through my pussy with their dry fingers. But I was blindfolded and never saw any of them. And ... I’ve never been kissed. Would ... could you ... just a little...?”

Dennis opened his arms to his friend, letting her decide if she really wanted to enter his embrace. She stepped into his arms and their lips met for the first time. Like with Debbie, Dennis didn’t try to rush the kiss or to make it too passionate. He just let the moment with their lips touching stretch on as long as she wanted. Eventually she stepped back with glassy eyes.

“Um ... I should get ready for bed now,” she whispered.

“There are more T-shirts on the bed if you want one. The girls all seem to like them. I’ll ... go now.” Dennis slipped past her and stepped into the hall, closing the door behind him. After a couple of deep breaths, he kind of staggered into the living room where the rest of the girls were sitting on the bedrolls and whispering together. Natalie took one look at him and jumped up to hug him.

“Who did this to you?” she giggled. She reached between them and squeezed his erect penis. He suddenly realized he must have poked Lana in the stomach with it. Or elsewhere.