Chapter 4

All three of us quickly put on a shirt and pants, a skirt in Evelyn's case, to make ourselves presentable to whoever was at the door.

The doorbell rang ten times before Mom answered. Evelyn and I stood right behind her.

There was a man in a dress shirt and slacks at the door.

"Yes?" inquired Mom

"Hello, ma'am," he said ever so politely. "I'm trying to trace a misrouted package."

"We haven't received any packages," Mom said.

"Are you sure? Records show you signed for a package last Monday."

"You're from the shipping company?"

"I'm from a ... uh ... independent auditing agency. The package was just a small box." He put his hands in the approximate shape.

"I didn't get anything like that."

"Mom!" I whispered. The man had to be after the package I received. I didn't want to give it up.

Mom looked back at me.

"Oh, Edward," she said, unfortunately remembering at that moment. "You received a package."

"Edward?" the man inquired.

"This is my son, Edward."

"With the last name of Edison?"

"Yes," she answered.

"The package you received was addressed to an Edmund Edison."

"We don't have it!" I hurriedly said. "Mom, we don't have it."

"Oh," Mom said. "Sorry, we don't have it anymore."

"What did you do with it?" he asked.

"I threw it away," I whispered. "It was a useless pink powder."

"Edward threw it away," Mom told the man. "It was a useless pink powder."

"So you did open it?" the man asked.

"Yes, but I thought it was just a joke gift so I tossed it," I said, speaking up. "It's long gone."

"I see," he said. "Do you mind if I come in and talk more?"

"No, Mom!" I hissed.

"No!" Mom said sharply.

"I just thought..."

"No!"

"I understand. Edward if you..."

"I have homework to do" I said. "Good-bye."

"Good-bye," Mom and Evelyn said one after the other.

"Thank you for your time," the man said politely.

"Sure. No problem," I said.

"Sure. No problem," my mom said.

I closed the door as quickly as I could.

"Mom, Evelyn," I said. "Come here."

I led them to my room.

"See this pink liquid?" I asked.

"I love its smell," said Evelyn.

"Me, too," said Mom.

"You can't let anyone have it. Don't let anyone touch it. Don't even let anyone know I have it. It's best that no one knows I received a package."

"Sure, hon," said Mom. "Why don't we put it somewhere safer then?"

My pink spray ended up hidden behind tall cereal boxes in the kitchen cabinets. It wasn't perfectly safe, but it wasn't where someone could easily spot it. The visitor had made me uneasy. I wished there was some place even better to keep my spray, but at least the cabinet was better than sitting out on my dresser.

"What are you looking at?" Morgan demanded.

I looked down at the school lunch table where I sat. I was frustrated that she caught me staring. The tall blonde busty senior was dressed in her red and white cheerleader outfit like all the cheerleaders did every Friday. Of course, all the guys looked at her. What did she expect? Guys looked and I was a guy. Of course, it was only acceptable to her that the guys on the football team looked. She was a stuck up bitch but she was a damn beautiful bitch.

"I said what are you looking at?" she said.

Morgan's voice was closer. I looked up and she was practically in my face. Two of her cheerleader friends were with her. I knew the dark-haired girl's name was Anna but I didn't know the other girl's name.

"Nothing," I mumbled.

"You better not be! You better not think about me!"

"Or me," said Anna...

"Me, too," the other girl said.

"I won't," I promised.

"I can beat the shit out of a little freshman like you all by myself. I don't need to send my boyfriend to do it. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I gulped. I knew I could win a fight with her, but I also knew she would actually send her boyfriend to do the job.

"Good!" She pointed her finger in my face.

I looked back down at the table and waited for the trio to walk away which they did.

"Fuck!" Morgan cursed out.

When I looked up to the sound, Morgan had dropped a book and was bending over straight-legged to pick it up. I looked at her red panties covering her butt. What else could I do?

"Why you little shit!" shouted Anna.

"What?" said Morgan.

"He was staring at your ass," she said, pointing at me.

"You what?" Morgan shouted. "After I just told you not to look at me."

"You're pretty," I choked out, trying to excuse my action by giving her a compliment.

"I'm not pretty. I'm fucking gorgeous, but that doesn't give you the right to look at me!"

"It's a free country," I said, feeling bold.

"And I'm free to gouge your fucking eyes out!"

Morgan flashed her fingernails before my eyes. I moved back. The nails looked like dangerous weapons.

"You are a freshman," Morgan said. "You're less than shit. You don't have the right to look at me or at any other senior girl or at any of my friends."

"Or even any junior girl," said the girl who I didn't know. She must be a junior.

I hung my head down and hoped they would leave soon. I could feel Morgan still glaring at me.

"No respect," groused Anna when they finally turned and walked away.

I grabbed my lunch and books then headed as far away as I could. I heard the girls laughing.

I hated this school. I hated it. I hated all the stuck up girls like Morgan. She was the worst of the snooty bitches because she was a cheerleader, a senior, and was always on the arm of some jock. I wished there was something I could do about it.

There was something I could do about it. Did I dare use it? If I used it on Morgan, what would her friends think about her then? I had to do it.

I asked my mom to ask Brianna's mom if it was okay if Brianna stayed at our house for a weekend slumber party with Evelyn. Brianna's mom okayed it.

I only had sex with my mom once a week. She seemed to be okay with it and seemed to be okay with my desire to fuck Evelyn and Brianna more often. I enjoyed sex with Mom.

It was still sex after all. She was still my mom though and I couldn't completely get over that aspect. Mom was more talented orally, so I did take advantage of that ability.

On Friday, no one slept much as I fucked Brianna and Evelyn long into the night. We ended up sleeping in until about noon on Saturday. My dick wasn't always in a pussy.

Sometimes it needed to recuperate, but while I waited for it to get hard again I explored their bodies and they explored mine.

It was a great weekend and it took my mind completely off of what happened at school with Morgan.

Monday morning my mind was back on bitchy Morgan. I carefully stowed the spray bottle into my school backpack. I had to be careful how I carried the bag so I didn't spill a precious drop.

I noticed Morgan between second and third period. She was in tight jeans and a top that emphasized her big breasts and showed off her belly. She looked hot like she usually did.

I instantly imagined Morgan down on all fours with my dick inside her pussy. I was tempted to go up to Morgan right now, but I decided to stick with my plan and approach her during lunch.

Lunch was after fourth period and I was about to head straight toward the quad area when I noticed Morgan talking to Anna three classrooms down from my English class which I just got out of. The classroom area thinned out quickly as students hurried to maximize the time we had for lunch. I always did the same except for today.

I took the spray bottle out of my backpack then walked purposefully toward the two girls.

It felt like I could actually feel my heart beat faster and my face sweat. I stopped and faced the girls.

"It's him," said Anna, sneering.

"What the fuck do you want?" growled Morgan.

"I needed to tell you something," I said, brashly.

"What's that?"

"I like your tits. They are so big."

"You little fuck I'll..."

I squirted her in the face and she abruptly stopped.

"Mmmm," she said peacefully. "That smells wonderful."

"Do you like it?" I asked.

"I love it!"

Morgan began to rub her hands up and down her body and over her full breasts.

"That's a very sexy dance," I complimented.

"Oooh, thank you."

"My name is Edward by the way. I doubt you knew it."

"Edward," Morgan said dreamily. "You are so cute, Edward."

Anna said fearfully, "What the hell did you do to her?"

"Nothing," I said, smirking.

"Nothing? I'm going to..."

I sprayed Anna. I had originally planned on only squirting Morgan, but circumstances made it necessary to squirt Anna. Anna was very pretty too, so I didn't feel like I was wasting my liquid. It would be great to be with both of them.

"Ooooh, Edward," Anna said, beginning to do her body-rub dance.

Morgan began to pull her shirt up.

"Stop," I hastily said. "I will meet you, Morgan, and you, Anna, in front of the school after the last class."

"Ohhhh," Morgan moaned desperately. "I don't want to wait that long."

"No, no," said Anna.

"You have to," I said.

"Anything for you," said Morgan.

"Anything," said Anna.

"Let's have lunch together."

I loved - loved - all the strange looks our way as I ate with Morgan and Anna. Another cheerleader tried to lure and coax the girls away but they refused to leave me. The cheerleader walked away befuddled. This had to be happiest I had ever been at this school.

Morgan and Anna walked home with me. They were so excited as I unlocked the front door. They squirmed so much I would have thought they badly needed to pee if I didn't know they were simply extremely horny. They were extremely horny for me! My dick was so hard.