Chapter 6

I woke the next day after a restless night and joined Mom in the kitchen. Mom was wearing a white button down blouse and a short pleated black skirt. Mom gave me a twirl and asked, "How do I look?"

"You look great!" I told her, and I meant it. She looked a lot younger and happier than she had before meeting Susan. No matter what else had gone on, I was glad for that.

"Aren't you missing something though?" I asked. I was staring at her chest and it was obvious to me that she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see the dark circles of her areolas through the material of her blouse.

Mom looked down and laughed saying, "I'm not wearing any panties either!"

"Mom!" I yelled, scandalized.

She just laughed more. "After yesterday, I doubt I'd be in them long. Besides it feels good and kind of naughty without them."

"Momm!" I said blushing.

"Why don't you try it, Lisa? I'm sure Johnny would love it."

My bright red blush answered for me.

"Come on, let's pick out something for you to wear."

I ended up in a cami, a skirt, and sandals again. I was braless, but unlike Mom, I wore thong panties.

When we arrived at the kitchen, we received a warm welcome. After getting a kiss and a grope from the men, Mom started helping Susan by setting the table. Then Michael and Johnny gave me a kiss and a grope. I shivered when their hands went up my skirt to caress my behind. Johnny even went a step further and pulled my thong aside to caress me more intimately.

He kissed me again and whispered, "Nice thong, but I'd prefer to find you in nothing."

I blushed bright red. Joan came to my rescue and told Johnny to let me eat. Of course, she had to add, "You can have your wicked way with her later."

That got a round of laughs and a blush from me.

After breakfast, which was great, Johnny took me shooting. Mom was going to come along, but she wanted to get Mr. Gregson's apartment ready for him.

I'd never been shooting much less held a gun before. It was scary but fun. I wasn't so much scared of the gun but of what it could do. Smithy, the man running the gun shop and the range, said, "That's a good attitude to have Miss. You're less likely to shoot yourself in the foot or blow off some other more vitally needed body part."

Once he made sure I understood how to make guns safe, or as safe as they can be, he started me out on a .38 revolver. He said I did pretty good for my first time. I didn't hit the bull's eye or make a smiley face or anything but he said I did have a good grouping.

We stopped for lunch on the way back. It was a popular place with the kids from school and a few of them were there for lunch. We received lots of looks and comments from them as we ordered our lunch. While we waited I went to the restroom to wash up. When I came out one of the senior girls cornered me saying, "Listen up, bitch! We know what you're doing and you'll stay out of our territory if you know what's good for you."

I trembled in fear as she flicked out a knife, but before anything else could happen, there was an "Eh hem" from behind her. The girl whirled and saw Johnny. I ducked under her arm and ran to him.

"I'm not and never have been your territory, and I'll thank you to leave my fiancée alone."

The girl's face went from surprised, hurt, and shocked, to angry in the few seconds it took for his appearance and words to register.

"I'm way better looking that her. What's she got that I don't?"

"Well ... she's got a pretty sweet personality for one. I think Lisa's better looking too. Also, she's never seen me as a way to get my parent's money."

Her face went red with rage. "Is that so? Well, I can give you a ride you'll never forget."

Johnny's face twisted with disgust. "That's one ride I don't ever want to take"

"Why, you fucking prick! We've all been waiting for you to pick one of us and I'm not going to let little Miss Priss here steal you just because she spread her legs for you first."

"Actually, Lisa's still a virgin, and I never picked one of you, because I never wanted you. I'd already picked Lisa."

Her mouth dropped open. Mine too. "Really, Johnny? You wanted me?"

Johnny gave me a smile that would have melted my heart if he hadn't already had it. "I have for years, Love."

"Oh, Johnny" I whispered and then yelled, "Look out!"

The senior girl gave a shriek of rage and lunged at him with the knife. Johnny spun blocked her thrust and did something that made her scream and fall to the floor with him on her back holding her arm twisted in a painful position behind her.

Some senior guy said, "You fuck! That's my girl friend!" and charged Johnny.

I still want to know, if she had a boyfriend, why was she so hung up on me being with Johnny? Anyway Johnny let her go and danced out of the way. The senior tripped over his girlfriend and went sprawling. Johnny grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. He gave me his phone and said, "Call the police" and then whipped off his belt and looped it around the door handles.

I hit 911 and when the dispatcher came on said, "We're at Burger Queen and this girl and her boyfriend just attacked us with a knife."

"Understood, Miss. We already have units enroute. Stay..."

I didn't hear what she said, because I screamed when this loud crash came from behind me. Johnny jumped back next to me with a "Whoa!"

I turned to see that the boyfriend had crashed into the door. He tried to force it a couple more times and then he grabbed a chair and started to smash the glass. I guess he was so fixated on us, he forgot there were other exits. Others didn't, and they were running out of them.

"Hurry! He's trying to get us!"

"I understand, Miss, just stay inside until the officers arrive."

"No! You don't understand! He's inside trying to get out!"

"Shit!" She cursed. "All units be advised to a possible hostage situation.

A second later, there was like a dozen squad cars roaring into the parking lot, sirens wailing, lights flashing, tires screeching, as the drivers hit the brakes. Johnny pulled me towards them, just as there was a loud crash from behind us. I whirled and screamed again. And suddenly the officers were rushing past us guns drawn and yelling for him to get down.