Chapter 16: Tuesday Afternoon - "Cha-Cha-Cha-Changes"

Rebbecca

Okay, maybe I am lovestruck, but I can still see. Well trained observer, you know. My Mountain is a natural leader. He didn't ask for the job, yet he was given the job of Coach unanimously. Then he let his team go to work while he went to work managing the team. But, his happiness was dimmed, I could see it in his eyes and feel it in him. My Mountain was in pain. What was causing it?

This was definitely the most interesting lunch I'd ever had at school, naked or not. Naked! Oh-My-God! I'm still naked! Only a day and a half of parading my naked ass around school and I was getting used to it.

When speech time came around, he asked Tim if he would do the honors. He wasn't getting out of something, but deploying the best person for the job. Tim didn't hesitate. Shirley and Sherri had already written an outline and presented it to Luis. He'd made a couple of suggestions. The Ss went to work on their brand of magic and Tim ran with it. I felt My Mountain's energy shift through the spectrum—pain to joy and part way back to pain. What was it?

I have a whole new respect for actors. Tim studied the script for a minute. He nodded, stood, and gave as impassioned a performance as Luis. Sorry, soon to be lover, Tim was better. He was flawless, yet it felt as if he was speaking off-the-cuff—metaphorically, since he was naked. I was in awe as he presented for the team and still managed to speak so deeply from his heart. I felt My Sweetie settle into himself. Accepting. Growing stronger. WOW!

At one point, Tim had Luis and me stand. Needless to say, My Mountain towered above me. He casually grabbed my waist and held me up! When Tim was done with us, Luis spun me around and gave me a very wet, sloppy, public kiss before setting me down. I heard a splash of music just as I sat. Flock of Seagulls or Phil Collins or something like that. Not as good as Luis's selections.

I was in shock from the suddenness, wobbly from the intensity, embarrassed by the public display, and very horny from the show of strength. Yes. HORNY. I don't want an orgasm, I NEED one!

I managed to sit again. My Mountain sat next to me. I offered my hand to hold, which he readily took. Then I placed it between my legs and pressed it to my very wet pussy. Yep. I can still say pussy. Not cunny, pussy!

"Sweetie? I need you to get me off, please? Now?" I swear I found myself batting my eyelashes at him. Who was this strange person that had taken over my body?

"Get you off? Off of what?" He had a completely innocent look in his eyes. That was about the time he gave my clit a little squeeze.

"The puddle I'm about to be sitting in when you keep that up!" I tried to muster up my innocent face. I think I achieved wanton.

"Well, knowing how vocal you are, are you sure you want me to do this? Here?" Right as he said that, he thrust a finger into me. Phil Collin's was saying something about in the air tonight. With his thumb, he teased around and occasionally attacked my clit. When his finger tip inside hit the soft ridges, that was it. Lightning bolts!

I really, really, really, really did my best to be quiet and composed. Honest. I did. I'm not sure who was driving the car, though. If Tim hadn't made a point that drew a lot of comments and applause, everyone in the cafeteria would have known what I was doing.

'Oh, what are you doing?' My Muse asked.

'Ah ... Um ... Watching the world disappear into this ... Ah ... huge fireworks display, then go quite black. Oh, shit!'

'And, why?'

'Leave me alone, Damn it! Ah ... YES! ... Right there ... I'm having the best cum of my life.'

'Hope no one slips on the puddle!' My Muse said this with a giggle just as I blacked out.

When I came back to the cafeteria after a tour of the known universe and a short meeting with my creator, I found myself in the arms of My Mountain. On his lap. Deliciously snuggled in. In the background, Zeppelin was talking about the juice running down a leg and lemons. No lemons. Lots of juice running down my legs.

Tim was speaking to the crowd. "She's fine. Just the stress of today finally caught up to her. Luis is taking good care of her..."

There was another hand on my face. A soft, female voice penetrated my fog. "It's okay, Rebbecca. We've got your back. You needed that. We're taking care of you."

"And the puddle!" Luis actually chuckled. Note to self: take the Charles Atlas course. Put on two hundred pounds of muscle and punch him. For the moment, I'll just snuggle here and love him.

That was just his finger. What about when we make love the first time? It had better be in a bed and I have to plan on not moving for a few hours. YES!

"Sweetie?" I said more to his chest than his face. It was like chiseled marble, but warm and alive.

"Yes, Becca?"

"Just putting you on notice. Before dinner tonight, I already know what my appetizer is."

"Notice?" He's cute when he is confused. He scrunches his brow and bites the corner of his bottom lip. Yep. Cute.

"I'm going to drain Junior's balls down my throat."

"You don't have to." Junior let me know his opinion with a healthy twitch.

"I know, sweetie. Just warning you. I'm going to make you feel like I do right now." He actually shivered. Yes. GIRL POWER! No ... doing my man proud. Okay. Something. I just wanted Junior in my mouth. I wanted him to give me his essence. I want to taste and savor it. I just don't know how!

Promise to self: I'm going to take him all the way down, eventually. I don't know how or when. I've never had a penis in my mouth, why now? Whatever the reason, I need to learn. I know a potential coach. Now to find Shashawna and learn!

Okay, that would mean both of us using Luis or someone else. Was I that committed to share? That comfortable? That loving?

YES!

I want this for my love. I want this for me.

"God, I'm so envious of you, Rebbecca." The voice from the fog was back. Rosalee.

"Why?" I felt hurt. Envy of me?

"You've got that marvelous cock now."

I reached out and found her face. Held it, pull her close, and kissed her closed lips. "No need to be envious. I believe in sharing."

She put her hands on my face and looked in my eyes. "Why?"

"Because I love him. I want to please him. And ... I don't really know how."

She stared me in the eyes. Her eyes misted. The tears leaked out. "I'll do anything I ... can."

"What's..." I almost said something wrong. "What's going through your head right now? Honesty, please?"

"Seeing what Luis is doing, for all of us and for Will ... Well, it has me thinking. Then, you and Luis. There is so much love there. And you not wanting to impede his happiness. I'm blown away. Plus, I find you ... Oh, hell! I find you attractive."

"Wow!" She was attractive. Was that post orgasmic bliss speaking, raging hormones, or real interest?

"Would Luis share you? Would you want me?"

I stroked her face, gently. "I can't answer for Luis. As for me, I honestly don't know. I've never thought about it. Of course, I never really thought about boys either! Look at me now!"

"I can't believe Luis did that to you at lunch!"

"He didn't start it." We both giggled. Okay. I said it. Giggled. Better than snorting.

"Well, aren't you the little slut." She had a twinkle in her eye. From anyone else, I would have been insulted.

"Scared of the competition?" The music in the background drifted into focus for a second. David Bowie agreed about changes. So I turned and faced the stranger—well nearly a stranger—and winked at Rosalee.

"Not really. The more the merrier!" Her grin was infectious.

"So, you are your act?"

"I try to be. I am discreet, which is why there are no stories about me other than the ones I spread."

"Smart girl." That got me a quick kiss. Soft. Sweet. Completely different than Luis's. Not better, different. I kissed her back. Her lips parted. Mine weren't far behind. She tasted nice. My eyes closed, melting into the feeling. She put one hand behind my head and one more on my waist. It felt so good and so right. I did the same to her. We kept exploring each other's mouth. No hurry. No pressure. "This is ground control to Major Tom... " drifted through my head when I felt a very large, strong arm across my back.

"You two look very good together," Luis whispered in my ear. SHIT! I'm caught cheating, with a girl, after less than a day of being his girlfriend. I'm a slut. I tried to pull away. Luis wouldn't let me, neither would Rosalee.

"It's okay, sweetie. Finish what you started." He held us together with a loving hug. Rosalee went back to the kiss. Who was I to refuse, after all, I am a slut. Rosalee took it up a notch, her hand slid up from my waist and cupped my boob. She was tender and gentle. I was ... stimulated. I got lost in her kiss and Luis's arm around me. I had his approval, at least in the moment. Oh, to hell with it. I'll worry about him in a minute. In the now, I moved my hand up and touched my first female breast other than my own. I explored, experimented. Felt the tightening of the aureole, the hardening of the nipple, and the rise in heat. Damn, no wonder guys like to touch us there. It's nice, both ways.

"Before anyone else notices, I'd suggest we take this elsewhere." Luis's voice penetrated into my new playground.

Rosalee and I broke apart. I opened my eyes and looked into hers. "Thank you."

She smiled, "You're welcome. Thank you."

"I'd like to do that again." WOW! I can do better than that. I need to be seducing her. WHAT?

"I know this sounds weak, but ... me too. That was incredible. Thank you." Her eyes were soft, sweet, and loving. A Rosalee I had never seen before. I felt that few ever saw this side of her.

"That WAS incredible, thank both of you!" Luis's voice again invaded our private little world. Yet, it wasn't an intrusion. His lips touched my ear, "Thank you, sweetie." He leaned over to Rosalee's ear and whispered something. Her smile warmed my heart.

We completely separated with a quick kiss with promises. We both kissed Luis.

"Sweetie, I'm so sorry..." I started.

"Luis, I apologize..." Rosalee said over me.

"Whoa!" He put his arms around both of us and hugged us in close. "Becca, did you discover something new about yourself?"

"Yes, but..." I hung my head, ashamed. Disgusted with myself for being so self-centered and such a little slut. He lifted my head gently with one finger on my chin and looked me in the eyes.

"Fantastic!" Wha... ? The positive energy he was sending—confirmation, validation—overrode my building feeling of guilt. God, I could cum just looking into his eyes. Appropriate.

"Rosalee? How did you feel?" He lifted her chin up with his other hand. I could feel the positive energy he sent her way. For a second, I could see her through his eyes and him through hers. As quickly as that happened, it went away. Yet, I felt the love and, while I can't explain it, it felt right.

"Attracted. I'm sorry, Luis. I came on to her and..." She didn't finish, but looked down.

"So?" She looked up surprised. I could feel the love for me in his touch and see the compassion for her in his eyes. "Did you force her?"

"NO!" I almost shouted, then remembered where we were. Luis patted my back.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Very much!"

"So, why is anybody apologizing to me?" We both attacked him. 'Thank yous.' Kisses. Lots of kisses. A few were just between Rosalee and me.

Rosalee held Luis's massive head in her petite hands. Hands that had recently been driving me wild while she played with my nipples. She bored into his eyes with her look and had his full attention. "Take her. Soon. Be as kind, loving, and gentle as I know you will be. Make it incredible. Then, can I have my turn?"

"Me or her?" He managed to squeak.

"Yes." We both answered.

"Together." Rosalee added with me nodding my head.

"Why?" My Mountain asked. A Paesano in the headlights!

"Coach, you talked about making promises—commitments. Finding ways to team, grow. Am I right?"

"Yes."

"Honesty, as you both have asked me?"

"Yes." We both said.

"I know the joys and pleasure of sex. Yet, I see in you two love. If I can learn anything, that's it. I also see something else. What you, both, did for Will, what you've done for everyone around you..." She sobbed. Tears were flowing down her face.

I took her in my arms. Luis's wrapped around both of us. Something inside said I should be jealous. My Muse appeared, pulled out a gun, and shot the feeling.

'You're doing great!' It seemed she was grinning and blowing the smoke from the gun barrel.

"Rosalee, Luis and I have talked about this. I want to explore. You asked if Luis would approve? Yeah."

I turned to him, "Thanks, sweetie." He kissed me thanks.

I turned back to the very cute Rosalee. "Yes, I want to. I want you."

Luis, in that moment, sealed it. "Then go for it."

Rosalee looked at both of us. "After Luis and you. Not before."

A fine example of Nakeds we were being. Slobbering happy tears everywhere! Yet, that's what we were being! Being open. Being honest. Exploring. Luis has added compassion. I want to understand all this deeper. Much deeper.

"Later." All three of us promised each other.

Eventually, the group came back together and the conversations of the Program began again. After rattling around a bit, it was Rosalee that brought up a critical point.

"Something I want to ask all of you. What is a Reasonable Request? I mean, the rules are vague. At best! I want to understand the limits." She looked more serious than I've ever seen her. Troubled.

"Rosalee," I asked her softly, "did something happen?"

"No one thing. It's the whole hallway scene. Look, I don't mind someone coming up to me, asking, and then feeling me up. I do mind uncaring, rough, anonymous hands. Worse, penetration without permission. I enjoy sex, but that's not. It's loss of control and, quite frankly, an invasion of my person."

"I had something like that happen not long ago," My Mountain said. That made my head snap around and I'm sure my look was not as loving as it should have been. Did he mean me and Rosalee? He looked at me, saw my expression, and gave me a quick kiss. "In the halls between lunches, I was headed to the office. I got stopped for a request and refused it."

"What was the request?" Rosalee beat me to it. I realized I had jumped to the wrong conclusion. Leapt, actually. I need to listen first and then use compassion.

'Yep!' Thanks,. Muse.

"To cum on them." He looked a bit disgusted. Talking about it seemed to drain the pain from him. "It made me feel like a machine to be commanded for someone else's entertainment or pleasure. It was not about learning or exploring together."

Before I could ask who, the group started debating Reasonable Requests. Everyone one of the Nakeds had something to contribute. Some incident that stood out or a general feeling like Rosalee's. Everyone but Ginny. Before lunch came to an end, all we could decide was that something needed to be done, but not exactly how.

"Would all the participants in this week's Program report to the office." The PA system blared in Mrs. Grant's voice.

As a unified group, we got up and headed towards the cafeteria doors. Margie was giving Luis a rundown of our discussions. Shirley and Sherri were handing him hand written pages of notes and points. Tim was giving advice on presentation. My Mountain was trying to process everything but becoming agitated.