Chapter 68: Time's A Wastin'

Kathy peeled her sheer stockings off her lanky long legs as Mommy steered the big white car into the parking lot.

"Well, here we are," Mommy smiled bravely as she eyed the foreboding dark brick building in front of her. A brass sign next to the massive front door read "Trojan Home for Wayward Boys."

"I wonder why they wanted us to meet them here?" Kathy asked tentatively as she tried to peer through the heavily barred windows. She thought -- but she wasn't sure -- that she saw a young face at peering down at her from the second floor, but when she looked again it was gone.

"They said to go up and knock," Mommy gulped as she opened the car door and placed her bare feet on the driveway's hot gravel. "Ouch," she grimaced, "that's not fun."

"What did you, ouch, expect," Kathy winced as the pair hot footed it to the front door.

Mommy rang the bell and the door swung open. "Well, it's 'bout time y'all got here," Rudolph bellowed. "Git in here and be quick about it."

The two bare blondes scurried inside and tried not to cower under Rudolph's glare. "We got here as quickly as we could, Sir," Mommy said meekly. "Kathy had to stay after school for a minute to let her partner finish his sex ed assignment."

"What's the matter, little girl," the burley man roared just inches from Kathy's face, "that little snapper of your not tight enough for your 'little' friend."

"No, Sir," Kathy tried not to stammer, "the coach wanted him to go for distance. He's training for the state endurance tournament next week."

"Well, well, so you're a sexual athlete, huh?" Rudolph spat. "We'll just see how good you are today.

"Do you have any idea where you are?"

"It's a boys home, I think, Sir."

"That's right, little one. You're standing in the Trojan Home for Wayward Boys," he said proudly. "It's one of our civic projects. We take in boys who haven't had good upbringings and turn them into men, Trojan men."

Rudolph took Kathy's arm and marched her and Mommy down a long dank hall. He threw open a door. Inside, a group of boys was clumsily trying to tie up a frightened convent girl. Kathy could tell from the looks on their faces that they were about as thrilled as their would-be partner.

"As you can see," Rudolph tisked, "these boys are obviously from dysfunctional families."

Kathy was surprised that Rudolph had a big word like "dysfunctional" in his vocabulary.

"Their 'mothers, ' never taught them proper manners," the massive Trojan shook is head in disapproval. "They think they have to ask before they have sex and have to be considerate of their partner."

What's wrong with that? Kathy wondered silently. It's not like nice girls are going to say "no" or anything.

"But, luckily for them, they have the right stuff to be Trojans and their dads have asked us to set them straight."

"What do you want us to do, Sir," Mommy asked dutifully as Kathy eyed the massive man sausages dangling between the young men's legs.

"First, you go to the nurse for a shot to kill your sex drives for a couple of hours, then we'll set you up to help some of our wards with their assertiveness training."

"Kill our sex drives? Why?" Kathy whined. "Couldn't you just use convent girls?"

"We do, but they keep running away," Rudolph sneered. "That's why the Driver couldn't come get you today. He's out trying to round up the last bunch of escapees.

"And," he rubbed Kathy's almost smooth snatch, "since your pubes ain't grown in yet, we can't put you to work doing the chores your Grand Dad has for you. So, for today, this is it." He slapped her tight little bottom. "Now, lets get you two to the nurse, time's a wastin'."

"Oh well," Kathy shrugged and gave Mommy a weak smile, "at least we'll get to find out how the 'other half' lives."