Chapter 12

There were a lot of adjustments to make the next morning. I showered and dressed after selecting which of my new outfits for school I’m most anxious to wear. The shower woke me up but I was still locked in the mindset, the morning routine I’ve been going through for as long as I can remember. It was a huge surprise when I entered the kitchen/living room and my mother was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. I came to a sudden stop and said, “I’m not used to seeing you up this early on a weekday. I was wondering for a second there if I needed to call 911.”

She smiled but instead of addressing her new schedule she said, “Sweetheart, you look beautiful! You look ... damn! There are so many things I want to say. And I want to apologize again even though I know it’ll piss you off. You should have looked like that every day. You...”

“That does it! I’m going to have Shelby spank your ass until the red cheeks shine through your clothes!”

She grinned and said, “Sounds like fun to me!”

She got up and hugged me for a long time. She finally stepped back and said, “Just don’t forget one thing. The clothes aren’t as important as the person wearing them. I gather you’ve accomplished a lot in the last few years. You’re popular. You’re a star athlete and a good student. And god! Look at you! You’re fucking beautiful; tall, poised, confident. You’ve become the girl I always wanted to be when I was in school and you sure as hell didn’t need new clothes to do it. But that doesn’t mean I don’t understand how exciting it is to go to school today dressed that way. I can’t wait to hear about your day.”

I chuckled and replied, “I can’t wait to hear about yours. I hope it’s every bit as exciting as we both think it’s going to be.” And then I noticed the new outfit she’s wearing. WOW!! Her top is about the sheerest garment I’ve ever seen. Her boobs are as good as naked. Her skirt is so short that I’m pretty sure if I were sitting down I could see her panties. I thought, ‘She’ll be spending all day tugging that down to cover her crotch.’ But then I grinned because I knew she wouldn’t do that. If anything, she’ll be pulling that tiny thing up. Then I began to wonder if she’s even wearing panties. I reached down and inched her skirt up an inch which was far enough to see that not only is she not wearing panties but she has shaved her pussy! I laughed and exclaimed, “You fucking slut!! Damn you look hot! The guys are gonna love you.”

We hugged again, then I grabbed my book bag and left for school. Shelby, Marsha and Mark are standing by his car waiting for me. Marsha is looking hotter than hell in one of her new outfits. Shelby met me halfway to the car. He took me in his arms and said, “Christ your hot!! I mean it, Paula. You look beautiful. But you always look beautiful to me. Let’s go shake up the school.”

We piled into the car and fifteen minutes later we had parked and were walking towards the large crowd of kids standing around in their own little cliques and contributing to the cacophony as most of them are all talking at once. I couldn’t help but notice, however, as I made my way through the crowd on Shelby’s arm, that a circle of silence seemed to follow me. I smiled and nodded at a few friends and tried to act like there was nothing unusual going on here. I’m wearing new clothes for the first time in my life. I’m wearing clothes which are fashionable and sexy and they fit like they were made for me. I look HOT! And the kids who know me see the change and are impressed.

We were halfway to the place the four of us have begun hanging out with several friends before school, our own little clique. Phil is there as usual. When she spotted us she came running over and hugged me and then Marsha and said, “Jesus! You two look hot! We’re going to have to go back to that store when I get my allowance.”

Everyone noticed the difference in Marsha and me. Throughout the day girls went out of their way to tell us how much they like our “new look.” But I noticed that except for all the compliments nothing really changed in the way others related to us. As my mother pointed out this morning, we have already lived down our poor white trash reps and become accepted by our peers. Still, I can’t help feeling a lot better about the way I look now. I just feel more confident. I suppose the feeling will fade before long. After a while I’m sure I won’t even think about it and about the years of dressing in well-worn used clothing. And maybe I’m being petty. But for now, I’m enjoying the hell out of all the attention, especially the attention from the boys. Unlike so many of the girls, the boys don’t say anything to me. But I see the way they’re looking at me today and it’s really doing a lot for my self-confidence.

The day seemed to pass in only minutes. I had to really struggle to concentrate on the lessons, a problem I seem to have a lot lately. My mind kept drifting back to my closet full of new clothes and the looks on the faces of the people who know me. But most of all my mind wandered back to thoughts of my mother and her first day on her new job. I really, really hope she’s having as much fun as she expected to have. And I keep thinking about the changes in both of us since Marsha lured me into Mr. Dawson’s wonderful, exciting trap.

Mom and I are so much closer now. We’re more like best friends than mother and daughter. I doubt if there’s a girl out there who is closer to her mother than I am. It’s an unbelievably exciting situation in which we find ourselves and it’s due entirely to sex and pornography!

Even though I told him it wasn’t necessary, Shelby was waiting for me when I walked out of school at the end of the day. We hugged and kissed as if we had been apart for weeks. Then I said, “I told you this wasn’t necessary. It’s only a fifteen-minute walk.”

“I’m not here because I thought it was necessary you dumb broad.”

“Aw! You say the sweetest things.”

He put his arm around my shoulder and led me to his car. As we began making our way out of the parking lot in stop and go traffic, more stop than go actually, I turned to look at him and said, “I was thinking about what you said yesterday, about having sex with other girls, like the girls on the shopping list. I can’t say the idea of it doesn’t make me nervous. There’s no way any number of those girls aren’t going to be prettier, sexier, smarter and more sophisticated than I’ll ever be. But fair is fair. I can’t live the sex life I have now and deny you the opportunity to...”

That was as far as I got before he reached over and put his fingers over my lips to shut me up. “Paula, I was just teasing. I don’t want or need any other girl. And don’t forget, you let me have sex with your super sexy mother and your best friend. How many girls do you suppose are that open minded?!

“And just to set the record straight, there isn’t another girl in this town who is prettier, sexier, smarter or more sophisticated than you. You aren’t just my girlfriend, Paula. You’re the love of my life. I know you’ve heard me telling people I’m going to marry you. I wasn’t kidding. I’ve never felt like this before about anyone and as you have mentioned several times, I’m fairly popular. Not to sound too egotistical, I’ve never had any trouble getting a date when I wanted one. Baby, I don’t want any girl but you and I swear that is never going to change.”

“Shelby, that’s sweet. But it still isn’t fair that I’m fucking rooms full of guys and you have to just sit around with a beautiful erection and watch. I didn’t get jealous when I saw you with mom or with Marsha. And there’s no question that I totally trust you. I’m getting over my insecurities and I don’t want you to start resenting me for ... well, for screwing around right in front of you while you remain perfect in every way.”

He sighed loudly and replied, “Okay, one more time. Read my lips. Watching you with others, and hearing about the things you do at Dawson’s place, that crap turns me on and you know it. I guess I must be a huge voyeur and an even bigger pervert. Maybe someday I’ll start to feel uncomfortable with all this. If that happens we can revisit this conversation. Until then, let’s play perverts until one of us doesn’t want to play anymore. And if you start to have reservations don’t be afraid to put the brakes on. There’s no doubt in my mind I’ll still love you just as much. I’d probably miss the excitement. But I’ll still love you with all my heart.”

“You really are perfect, aren’t you? You’re incredibly handsome. You’re smart and intuitive. You’re a romantic. I honestly don’t know why you chose me when you could have any girl in this school. But that decision has changed my entire life. I promise to adore you for the rest of my life, which may not be that long judging from the way my heart is beating at this moment. God I love you!!”

He pulled up and parked by the door to the porn shop, right beside my mother’s old car. One of these days I’m going to have to go around front and find out what the name of this place is. I doubt if it’s Dawson’s porn store.

We sat staring at each other in silence for a long moment while I fought back the tears of joy. I whispered, “How can a girl’s life change so drastically in just a couple of weeks?!”

“From what I’ve learned about you lately it hasn’t been just a couple of weeks. You’ve spent years overcoming the obstacles life has put in your way. You impress the hell out of me and you have since before I even met you; back when I started hearing people talking about the girl putting gymnastics on the map in this dinky little town, the girl who can fly. The girl who overcame poverty and made everyone look up to her. You’re special, Paula. You just don’t realize it yet. I promise you, everyone else sees it. I saw it immediately. I hadn’t known you for twenty-four hours when I knew I was going to marry you. The only way that won’t happen is if one of us dies.”

The tears are pouring out of me now. I was able to cry out, “Don’t even say that!!!” But then I grabbed a double handful of tissues and fought to get the crying under control.

It took a few minutes. Finally, I looked in the mirror and quietly and calmly said, “Look what you’ve done to me! I’m a mess!”

He put his arms around me, pulled me closer and said, “You’re beautiful. There’s nothing you can do to change that. Call me tonight. I can’t wait to hear about your mother’s first day working in a store that sells sex and I’m always curious about your day. I wish I could be there when you get home tonight.”

I did the best I could with my face, promised to call him as soon as I got home, then got out and watched him drive away with my heart thumping loudly in my chest as I wondered how any boy can be so perfect.

I took a deep breath, rang the bell and stood waiting for someone to let me in. I expected Pete or Gary but it was Lucy who answered the door. She took one look at me and exclaimed, “Oh no! Did you and Shelby have a fight?!”

I chuckled and replied, “No! I mean no. It’s just ... I can’t explain. He just says the sweetest things. I love him so much it’s sometimes hard to breathe.”

She pulled me in and let the door close before she put her arms around me and hugged me as she said, “You give me hope you know. I see you two, watch you interact and hear the things you say to each other and I think that maybe someday I’ll be in love like that.”

“I think you’re wonderful Lucy. I know there’s a great guy out there looking for you.”

“I hope he doesn’t find me here!”

I laughed and said, “Maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing. You might be more apt to find another guy like Shelby if you find a guy who isn’t upset that you work here.”

She cocked an eye at me and after a moment she replied, “I never thought about it like that. You may be right.”

We started up the narrow hallway and I asked, “How’s mom doing?”

She chuckled and said, “She’s having a ball! She spent most of the morning out front with Pete getting trained. Did you see the outfit she has on?”

I chuckled and replied, “God yes! I almost raped her this morning!”

We entered Mr. Dawson’s office. He looked up when he heard us, looked at me, smiled and stood up. I heard awe in his voice when after he scanned my body in my new dress he exclaimed, “Oh my god!! Paula! You’re beautiful!! I mean, I already knew you were beautiful. You’re beautiful no matter what you’re wearing. But Jesus! You’re fucking gorgeous!! You must have driven the guys at school crazy today.”

I didn’t respond right away. First I went around his desk, threw my arms around him and said, “Thank you, Mr. Dawson. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me and for my mother. You made me beautiful. You made it possible for me to go to the meet. You ... I can’t thank you enough. You’ve changed our lives and I love you for it.”

He put his hands on my shoulders, held me away from him and said, “If I didn’t like Shelby so much I’d marry you. Look at you! Suddenly it doesn’t seem right to put you in my movies.”

I took a step back and replied, “In that case I’m going home and change back into my old clothes!”

He pulled me close again and hugged me. I could feel the honest emotion coming from him. He’s genuinely fond of me and knowing that makes me feel very warm inside. I already liked him and of course I’m grateful to him for everything he’s done. He’s been so generous and so sweet. But his reaction when I entered his office just now, the honest emotion I hear in his sexy voice, at this moment he could ask anything of me and I’d gladly do it. I would happily star in the raunchiest movie he’s ever made if that would please him.

He invited me to have a seat then turned to Lucy and said, “Sweetheart, thank you. You done good. I’m really impressed. She looks like a model or a movie star in those clothes.”

Lucy grinned and said, “It wasn’t hard. I had a lot to work with. It’s a shame you couldn’t have been there to watch the four of them trying on clothes in the booths with no doors. The expressions on their faces, especially this one, would have made your cock hard for a week.” She turned then and said, “I’ll be right back. I’ll go get her some water.” Then she paused and added, “We need to put one of those little refrigerators in here. I spend too much time fetching water for your little victims.”

He looked around his small office and said, “If you can figure out where to put it, go ahead.”

“I guess your desk will have to go.”

She left then. As soon as he sat down I asked, “How is mom working out? Did you fire her yet?”

He chuckled and said, “Even better than I hoped. The customers love her. That sexy outfit probably has a lot to do with that. Pete loves her. He’s been raving about her. She’s a fast learner and a hard worker and she’s been charming the pants off the guys coming in. I was going to wait a day or two but she’s so anxious to get put in the blowjob booth I’m going to put her in there before I take you into the studio. I need to get some pictures of you in that outfit. Look at you! You should be in Playboy! I’m not sure I can do you justice. I may have to look into hiring a real photographer.”

“You aren’t giving yourself enough credit, Mr. Dawson. I’ve seen your pictures. They’re excellent. You make every girl look hot.”

Lucy returned and handed me a bottle of water. Mom came in right behind her. She handed a piece of paper to Mr. Dawson and said, “Pete said to give this to you. I didn’t have a chance to go over it but I scanned it on the way down the hall. I don’t think those figures are right.”

Mr. Dawson looked at the paper, handed it to Lucy and said, “I think she’s right. I guess Pete’s having a bad day. Could you straighten this out babe?”

“Sure. No biggie. I doubt if you can really blame Pete. He’s been drooling over Monica since she got here this morning.”

“I can’t blame him for that. But they changed his pain meds last week. I suspect that’s another reason he’s a little out of it. Don’t say anything to him but I think we’ll need to check his work a little more closely until he gets used to the new drugs.”

He turned to mom then and asked, “Is it busy out there?”

She shook her head and said, “No, not really. There are several guys browsing through the magazines and DVDs. There are two or three guys in the back. According to Pete, things should be picking up in the next half hour or so now that people are starting to get off work.”

“Do you think Pete can handle things okay for an hour or so?”

“Yes sir. We’re through with my training for the day. He told me to ask you what you want me to do now. I’ve been watching him. If I didn’t know he was having problems with his health I couldn’t tell from watching him work. He even seems like he’s having fun out there. He seems to know and be friends with at least half the guys who come in here.”

“Great. How would you like to spend some time in the booth?”

She sighed and said, “My pussy has been drooling all damn day thinking about that fucking booth! I don’t know what time I get off work but I was going to volunteer to go in there when I go off the clock if you didn’t put me in there sooner.”

He shook his head and said, “I wish I’d known about you years ago. I love you and I love your sexy daughter. You two make me so glad I’m a pervert. Take off your clothes so I can get a picture of you for Pete.”

Mom was anticipating that command. She was naked almost before he finished telling her to get undressed. He took his camera out of his desk and took a few pictures of mom. He handed the camera to Lucy and told her to print them off. Lucy grabbed mom’s clothes and said, “I’ll bring you back a bottle of water, Monica. I know it’s wasted on a horny cunt like you but it can only make thinks more fun. I always enjoyed it.”

As she left the office, Mr. Dawson said, “Paula, go ahead and get undressed. I’m going to see if the mother/daughter thing does anything for business.”

He and mom watched as I eagerly undressed. Lucy returned with two bottles of water for mom and the freshly printed pictures of my naked mother. She handed the water to mom and said, “One for now, one for later if you get thirsty.”

Mr. Dawson selected a picture to give to Pete and told Lucy to tell him we’ll both be in the booth so he can show pictures of both of us to the customers. Then he turned to me and said, “If you step out of that booth this afternoon I’ll wring your beautiful neck. Is that perfectly clear?”

I rolled my eyes and replied, “You worry too much. I only stepped out for one guy and he was a teddy bear.”

“He was a fucking gorilla! If he had decided he wanted to tear your head off and take it home with him there aren’t enough men in this building to change his mind.”

“I swear I’ll never leave the booth again. But he really was a sweet guy.”

“Drink your damn water and take your mother to work.”

Lucy grabbed my clothes as I was leaving and said, “You don’t have to worry about Neal. If I ever see or hear of you stepping out of that booth again when there’s a customer in there I’ll beat your butt. You’re new at this sex stuff. Some guys go just a little crazy when it comes to pussy, especially pussy as beautiful as you. Now go!”

As I led mom out of the office and down the hall to the BJ booth she asked, “What are they talking about? What did you do?”

I was confused for a moment. She was here with the others when I was in the booth with Phil. But then I remembered she was making a movie with Marsha. I guess she was in the studio getting ready when I stepped out of the booth yesterday.

“I’ll tell you later. Don’t worry about it. They got all freaked out about nothing.”

In the small room containing the booth I helped mom get settled and explained everything to her. As soon as she was settled in position I got comfortable behind her and started warming her up. I began teasing her already very wet pussy with my fingertips while she waited for her first customer with an understandable combination of anxious and nervous. While I played with mom’s pussy I tried to give her more information about cocks and male orgasms. She hasn’t had nearly enough experience with the variety of flavors cum comes in and the variety of cocks out of which it comes. This is probably going to be a real learning experience for her.

I didn’t have time to provide much of an education before the door at the end of the hallway opened and her first customer entered. He stopped a few feet from the booth and stared at us for a moment with a strange look on his face. He stood there so long I was about to ask him what was wrong when he quietly exclaimed, “I’ll be damned! I didn’t believe it when Pete swore you were mother and daughter! It’s pretty obvious he was telling the truth. And you’re both beautiful!”

His eyes scanned our bodies from several feet away for a long moment before he moved closer. He looks like he still can’t believe what he’s seeing. After another minute or two he asked mom, “Is it okay if I touch you?”

“I’d like that, please do.”

He leaned down and started to reach through the opening but paused and asked, “No one is making you do this are they? You aren’t here against your will?”

Mom instantly replied, “You’re sweet for asking. But no, I assure you we are both here willingly ... more than willingly, eagerly.”

She reached out, pulled his arm closer and adjusted her position so that her boob was in his hand. She smiled up at him and asked, “Is that what you wanted to touch?”