Chapter 8

I said goodnight and left the building. The other girls are already out of sight but Marsha and Terri are waiting for me. As we made our way down the alley to the road, Terri asked, “What did you mean in there ... doesn’t what seem strange?”

I’m not sure why but I just got the feeling I shouldn’t say anything about my suspicions. No sense rocking the boat, especially this close to a very important meet. I just shrugged and said, “I don’t know. I forget what I was talking about. And besides, no one else listens to me. Why should I?”

Terri laughed and said, “You’re a natural blonde, aren’t you?”

“Well duh!”

When we got out to the road I asked Terri, “Do you have far to go? You shouldn’t be walking out here all alone at this time of the evening and with a pornographic paradise right there.”

“I’m going home with you guys. When I heard about all the fun you have I decided to move in with you. Actually, I called my dad. He’s going to pick me up at Marsha’s house. I sure as hell wouldn’t want him to see me anywhere near this place. Especially since, if you look around, everything else in the area is closed. Dad is a lot of things but he isn’t stupid. He can add 2 and 2.”

We walked in silence for a while before Marsha said, “I heard what you told Mr. Dawson. And I know you’re a girl scout at heart so I’m sure you wouldn’t lie. But that crap about what you had to do tonight not being so bad ... that was just bullshit, right?”

I grinned at her and reminded her that the first time I ate her pussy she had just been fucked. And that was the first time I ever ate a pussy. I was a little freaked out but I’d already sucked off so many guys that day that I lost count. And I was being honest about my impression that cum from a freshly fucked pussy seems to taste milder than getting it right out of a cock. I still prefer getting it straight from a cock. But I honestly believe it’s not so bitter once it’s been in a pussy and mixed with a girl’s juices.”

“Then why do you prefer to get it right out of a cock?”

I shrugged and said, “I guess because I like sucking cocks and because a just fucked pussy looks pretty gross.”

Terri shook her head and said, “You’re a trip, you know that?”

We were quiet until just before we got to my house when out of the blue, Terri said, “You really are strange, Paula, but you know what? I’ve always wanted a sister. I bet you’d make a very interesting stepsister.”

“You really want to give your poor dad a heart attack, don’t you?”

We stopped outside the door to my duplex and I said, “Why don’t you guys come in for a minute. I’ll introduce Terri to my mom. You haven’t met her have you?”

She shook her head and asked, “Are you sure?”

“I’m rarely sure about anything. But I’m not inviting you in so she can adopt you. I just thought that if we’re going to seriously consider putting her together with your dad you might want to see if you like her.”

She obviously isn’t comfortable with the idea of meeting my mother, especially coming straight from making a dirty movie. But I think she’s curious, mostly because she finds it hard to believe I survived telling her about my part time job.

She sighed and said, “Okay. But I can’t stay long. My dad is already on the way to Marsha’s house to pick me up.”

“Where does he think you’ve been?”

“I’ve been using Marsha for an alibi since she started going to Mr. Dawson’s. First it was science projects and art projects and shit like that. Later it was just good friends getting together after school and on Saturdays. As I said, my dad isn’t stupid. But when it comes to me he can be surprisingly gullible.”

Marsha pouted and said, “Does that mean you don’t really like me?”

She put her arm around Marsha’s shoulders and said, “I was telling the truth about that part, sweetheart. Well, except for the part about the art projects. You suck even worse than I do when it comes to artistic abilities.”

“Don’t I know it.”

By the time they finished their stupid banter we were at my door. I let them in and mom got to her feet. She was sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper. I introduced Terri, told mom she’s on the gymnastics team and also works for Mr. Dawson.

Mom smiled and said hi. Then she asked if we had fun today. Before I could respond, Terri exclaimed, “You’re amazing! You guys are so lucky. I wish I could be as honest with my dad as you two are with each other. You must be pretty special, Mrs. Clark.”

“Or I’m the worst mother in history, and I tend to believe that’s the more accurate description.”

I calmly walked around the table, wrapped my arms around her and after giving her a violent kiss I said, “No, the votes are in. You’re the best mother ever. You win in a landslide. Even the Republicans couldn’t cheat you out of it!”

I glanced at the kitchen clock and said, “You guys better get going. You don’t want to keep your dad waiting.”

To my mom, Terri said, “I guess we’re going to get to know each other pretty well soon. I wish we had time to talk. From what Paula has told us you must be pretty special.”

Marsha has started pulling her toward the door. Terri said, “Bye.”

Marsha grinned, shook her head at Terri and on her way out she said, “See you later, Monica. See you in the morning, Paula.”

They were finally out the door. Mom gave me a hug and asked, “What did you tell them about me? And how did your day go?”

“Marsha let it slip that you know what I do there and that you’re going to start working there next week. It doesn’t really matter. They’re going to find out in a few days anyway.”

“Yeah. I guess you’re right. Does that embarrass you?”

“Are you kidding?! I’m so proud of you I could bust!”

“That makes no sense. You’re proud of me because I’m going to start working in a porn store and making triple X movies?!”

“That, too. But I’m more proud of you because before that even came about we had an open and honest discussion about what I do there and you didn’t freak out. I’m not so naïve that I don’t realize you wish I wasn’t going there and you wish I wasn’t having sex with my boyfriend. But you haven’t chained me to my bed and you don’t have an armed guard watching my every move. You kept your cool and were understanding and I couldn’t love you more than I already did but I think I’m actually more aware of how much I love you now than I was a few days ago.

“Oh, and Terri’s father is a real cool single dad. Terri and I have been scheming, figuring out how to get you guys together. I think you’d like him. He’s a really nice guy and he’s pretty good looking. How do you feel about that?”

She cocked an eyebrow at me and asked, “How do you think that real nice guy will react when he finds out where I’m working and what I, or rather, what we do for a living?”

“I don’t know. And I already warned Terri that when he starts putting things together he’s going to realize what she’s doing instead of spending her afternoons and evenings with Marsha.

“Her mom died of cancer a couple of years ago. Her dad hasn’t even looked at another woman in all that time. But remember that girl-sized plastic blowjob box with the hole cut in one side I told you about?”

She smiled and nodded.

“He was my first customer. I didn’t know him. I found out later who he is. He came in, looked at me in the box and asked me how old I am. He chickened out and started to back away but he seemed so sweet and it was obvious how much he needed what I could do for him. I reached out, grabbed his belt and pulled him closer. I talked to him. I convinced him I wanted to do it for him. He was reluctant but I insisted. I started struggling with his belt through that damned hole until he finally gave in. You already know I like sucking cocks. But that was the most satisfying blowjob I’ve given ... for both of us I think.”

“How does your warped little mind get from there to him being open minded enough to accept what Terri, you and I will be doing for Neal?”

I shrugged and replied, “I don’t know. It’s just a feeling I have. If nothing else he’ll probably have a problem with Terri going there until he calms down. I think he’s so nice that it’s worth a shot. I think you two would be good together and I know you need each other. And I want that for you.”

“How do you plan on putting us together?”

“Terri’s going to invite us over for dinner after I get back from the gymnastics competition. Either that or we’re going to go out to a nice restaurant.”

“She must really love her dad. She’s risking a lot to find someone for him.”

“I guess she does. I pointed all that out to her. I’m pretty sure he’s going to recognize me as soon as he sees me, even if I have clothes on. Things could get strange for a few minutes.”

“I’m going to have to think about it for a while. I don’t know Terri but I’d hate to see anyone get hurt over this. And if he really freaks out and does the nine-one-one thing a lot of people could get in trouble, including us.”

“I just don’t think he’d do that.”

After that discussion I told her everything that happened at Mr. Dawson’s today. I had to convince her I don’t have a problem with eating out freshly fucked pussies. I think she found the concept exciting, though. She probably decided that since I didn’t have a problem with it she wasn’t going to object. When I told her what the boys did to me in the shower she just shook her head and exclaimed, “Boys! Did that gross you out?”

I shrugged and replied, “No, not really. I refused to open my mouth for them like they asked. And to be honest, as sick as it sounds, I sort of enjoyed it. The worst part of it was when two of the assholes turned on the shower heads over me and drenched me with cold water. Well, that and I was the only girl there who didn’t get laid and I did all the damned work!”

She chuckled at that, but I can see that she’s still thinking about what they did to me in the shower. She stood up to make supper but turned back and asked, “Just out of curiosity, how much did he pay you for going through all that?”

“I don’t know! I haven’t counted it. I forgot all about the money!”

She shook her head and muttered, “Gotta love a ditzy blond!”

I pulled the envelope out of my purse and tore it open. It seemed a bit thicker than usual but money isn’t all that heavy. I hadn’t noticed any difference when he handed it to me. I removed the cash and spread the ten one-hundred-dollar bills out on the table!

I reached back into my purse and pulled out my phone. Mr. Dawson answered on the first ring. The first words out of his mouth were, “I thought you might call.”

“Um, Mr. Dawson ... I think you must have made a mistake.”

I heard him chuckle. But he said, “No. There was no mistake. You earned it. Or is it just that you think I need the money more than you do?”

“Well, you do pay more for pussy than anyone else I’ve ever met.”

Fortunately, he took that the right way. He laughed out loud and then said, “You are the most refreshing young lady I’ve ever met. If I had a daughter I’d want her to be just like you.”

“I think that only a man who doesn’t have a daughter would feel that way. I’ve gone from zero to slut in a week and now I’m dragging my mother down with me. I honestly have no regrets. I’m enjoying the hell out of the things I do when I come to your studio. But you know the things I do aren’t the sort of things a parent wishes their daughter to experience. Anyway, thank you. If I weren’t so tired I’d run back over there and suck you so hard you wouldn’t be able to walk for a week.”

He laughed again and then asked, “I bet your mother is sitting right there listening to you, isn’t she?”

“Yes, sir.”

“And smiling.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You two are the breath of fresh air I’ve needed for a long time. I think I love you both. Give your mother a kiss for me. Good night.”

“Wait! You didn’t tell me when to come back. Do you want me on Saturday?”

“I haven’t decided yet. I’ll text you if I do.”

“Okay. Thanks again. Good night.”

I hung up the phone and pushed the money over to mom. She shook her head, slid it back across the table and said, “You earned it. Buy some new clothes.”

I looked down at the money and thought about all the things I’ve wanted for so long; new clothes, a computer, an iPod, the list is almost endless. I reached over and plucked one of the hundreds from the little stack and said, “I don’t pay rent, utilities, food, gas, repairs on that old wreck you drive to work or a thousand other things. Take this and save it towards a decent place to live, although for some reason, now that we have money coming in I don’t seem to hate this place as much as I did. That’s weird!”

She shook her head and said, “Baby girl, you’re fifteen and have never had a decent wardrobe. Because I wasn’t able to adequately provide for you, you were picked on for years. We’re going to use this money to...”

“Stop it! Don’t say another word! You have devoted your entire life to me! You should have won mother of the year every year since I was born. Your life has revolved around me. You haven’t been on a date since asshole knocked you up. You have clothed me, fed me and loved me from the time I was born. You gave up your life for me! As for my wardrobe, you spent a lot more money putting clothes on my back than you did on your own. Now put the damn money away before I call Shelby over here to kick your ass!”

She covered her face with her hands and with tears streaming down her cheeks she said, “God I love you! I can’t imagine how a screwup like me could possibly have raised such an impressive young woman.”

“There you go badmouthing my mother again. The next time Shelby comes over there’s going to be pain involved. And now, what should we make for supper?”

“We still have that tuna casserole in the fridge. All we have to do is make it hot.”

“Sounds good.”

She started to get up but I said, “Sit. I’ll get it.”

I turned the oven on and took the casserole out of the fridge. Then I asked mom if she’d put it in the oven. I have to call Shelby and let him know I’m okay.”

“Would it bother you if I asked you to say hi and tell him I’m looking forward to seeing him this weekend for my next lesson?”

I gave her a hug and replied, “Would it bother you if I thought that was hot? I really love the change in you. It’s like we’re more than mother and daughter now. We’re best friends. And as long as you don’t try to take him away from me I don’t mind sharing. I got really turned on watching you with Shelby and Mark for your first lesson.”

I went to my room and called Shelby. I assured him I was fine but tried to talk him into waiting until I see him to tell him what I did today. From my reluctance he knew it must have been a nasty afternoon. I told him I’m more than willing to tell him everything but I’d much rather tell him face to face. I want to see his reaction.

He seemed disappointed but he let me off the hook when I assured him I was more than fine. He found it amusing when I gave him mom’s message. I also told him mom is using birth control now so he and Mark will be free to go exploring. We talked until mom called me to supper. We said “I love you” pretty much in unison and said goodnight.

I popped out of bed the next morning. I’m finding it a lot easier to get up and get ready knowing Shelby will be waiting for me outside. When I got in the car, Mark said, “Shelby says your mom is on the pill now. Does that mean when we come over on Sunday she’d like to go a bit further than we did on Tuesday?”

“She hasn’t gotten fucked in sixteen years. But she told me how much she enjoyed sex with asshole the only two times she did it with him and she’s anxious to see if it’s still as much fun as she remembers it. You’re still going to have to let her suck your cocks, though. She did really well on Tuesday. But I want to make sure she’s comfortable doing it when she starts her new job on Monday.”

“We could bring a few friends.”

Actually, that sounded like a good idea! Over my shoulder I asked, “What do you think, Marsh? If there were more guys we might even get lucky!”

After a brief hesitation she said, “How do you feel about that, Mark? Would you mind?”

“Darlin,’ I love watching you with other guys. I still think back to the fun we had with those guys when you two lured us off the diamond and took advantage of us.”

I looked over at Shelby to see his response. He leaned over, pulled me closer and kissed me. Then he said, “As long as no one is making you do anything you don’t want to do, well, I think you know how I feel about it by now. I’m still waiting to hear what you did yesterday.”

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather wait until I get the DVD?”

“I do want to see the DVD. But the more you avoid sharing what you did the more curious I get. I don’t see why you can’t tell me what happened and then when you get it we can watch the DVD.”

I sighed, glanced at the clock and said, “Okay. I think I have time to give you the short version.”

Between then and just before the bell rang I told him and Mark what happened yesterday. They seemed to find the main event amusing and they’re looking forward to seeing it. But when I told them about the shower scene there was total silence. About a minute passed before I felt I had to admit it wasn’t so bad. I wouldn’t want it to be an everyday occurrence, but every now and then if someone had the urge, what the hell!

I gave Shelby a hug and a passionate kiss just before the bell rang. As we were separating to go to our homerooms he said, “See you in the gym.”

I wasn’t expecting him to show up for my practice again. But I’m pleased that he wants to be there to watch me. I imagine sitting on those hard bleachers watching a bunch of girls must get boring after a while, even if we are all wearing those form fitting leotards.

I found him waiting for me at the door of the gym when the school day ended. It’s hard to believe how just seeing him standing there affects me. He’s talking to Terri and Marsha and didn’t see me coming up behind him. I walked up behind him and put my arms around his waist. He asked Marsha, “Not that it matters, but is that anyone I know?”

She grinned and said, “Yeah. It’s just Mark.”

“Oh, okay then. Hi Mark.”

I laughed and exclaimed, “You wish!”

Then I said, “You don’t have to come to all my practices. It must get pretty boring after a couple of minutes.”

He pulled me around in front of him, put his arms around me before saying, “Yeah. Girls in leotards are boring as hell. But I need to be sure you aren’t going to break your damn fool neck.”

More and more people seem to refer to my “damn fool neck” lately. Maybe I should have that looked at.

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, most of this afternoon I’ll be working on the balance beam and the uneven bars. I’ll only be working on my floor routine for about the last fifteen minutes.”

“I didn’t know you hung around in bars!”

“Yeah, that’s where I go to pick up sailors. You don’t think you’re enough to satisfy me do you?”

Terri turned to Marsha and asked, “Why are we hanging around with these two? We have friends who aren’t nuts.”

I answered for Marsha. “Because Marsha has the hots for Shelby’s car.”

“I can’t fault her for that. I’m much too nice a girl to go out with Shelby. But I’d suck his cock for a ride in his car.”

I shook my head and said, “I’ll try and talk him into it for you, Terri. But it won’t be easy. Between me and my mother his cock stays pretty well sucked.”

While we were kidding around I’ve been watching the girls filing into the gym a few at a time and hoping no one overheard anything too incriminating. But as I watch them going past I can’t help wondering how many of them are past, present or future employees of Mr. Dawson. I kept that thought to myself.