Chapter 8: Monday (cont'd)

"Count to ten," Jody said through the closed door, "and then you can come in!"

We took off running, giggling like little girls, bare naked with our clothes flapping in our hands. It was silly and stupid and for some reason it was a lot of fun too. I was still nervous, still kinda scared, but Jody wouldn't let me worry. She promised it would be okay and I had to believe her. I wanted to, you know?

"In here!" She pushed open a door and slammed it behind us and we were in a small bathroom.

"God!" I rolled my eyes and Jody was already turning on the shower. "You think your brother's gonna tell everybody?"

"Tell who?" Jody grinned at me. "All his friends? Who cares? They probably won't believe him anyway. You like it hot or really hot?"

"Ummm ... Really hot?" I shrugged.

"Me too!" Jody stepped into the bathtub and waved at me to follow her. "Come on, the water won't stay hot very long."

I still felt shy, a little, but mostly I was getting over it. I mean, God! We'd had sex and everything, so what was I worried about, you know? I'd just never had a friend like Jody. I'd never had another girl my age to hang out with or whatever. I'd always been with Josh and the other boys and we'd never had sex! We'd never taken a shower together afterwards! It made me wonder if Jody was really my friend or just a girl I'd had sex with, or if she could somehow be both of those.

I wanted her to be my friend though, I really did. I liked her. Maybe I even loved her, kinda, but it was weird because I didn't know her yet. I didn't trust her or anything and I didn't really understand who we were to each other yet. This was all brand new for me and I had no idea what to expect.

"Kinda small, huh?" Jody giggled as we stood close together and her tits were touching mine. We were almost the exact same size, except she was just a little taller. I had just a little more hips, a little more butt maybe, but Jody had more tits.

"Yeah," I stuck out my tongue, blinking under the spray and the water was very hot. It was steaming the air around us and it felt good.

"Here..." she bit her bottom lip and Jody was careful at first, like maybe she was sorta shy too as she started rubbing soapy hands over my shoulders and down my arms.

I put my hands on her shoulders and blinked at her, watching the girl's face as she looked down. Jody washed my breasts gently, sorta squeezing them and giggling softly. She washed under my arms and my tummy and hips. She looked up when her hand found my pussy and I swallowed hard, but I didn't tell her to stop. I spread my legs a little wider and closed my eyes when it started feeling real good. She was rubbing my pussy gently, sliding a soapy finger inside my pussy just enough to massage the tender place where my hymen had been.

Jody's fingers were soothing and the water felt good as she'd cup it in her hand and kinda bathe my pussy that way. I was breathing hard through my nose when she started washing my thighs. I'd never had anyone wash my body, except my mom of course and I'd been a little girl then. Now I was fifteen and Jody was sorta squatting in the tub, washing my thighs and calves while she kissed my tummy. She kissed my soft mound through my pubic hair too and that made me smile.

"Lift your foot," she told me and I giggled as she washed my toes and even the bottom of my foot.

She did the other one too and then I turned around so she could wash my back. Jody touched me everywhere too. I mean, she even washed my butt and I laughed nervously, but that didn't stop her. Jody slid her slippery fingers between my butt cheeks and even touched my butt hole, sorta playing with it for a second as she stood up again. She washed my back and down my arms one last time. She washed my hands. She held them and massaged my fingers and after the soap was rinsed away and I turned around, Jody kissed my palms.

I wanted to kiss her so badly it hurt inside.

"Your turn!" she grinned at me and gave me the soap.

I washed her the same way she'd washed me. Rubbing the soap over her creamy skin with my right hand and following it with my left. I explored Jody everywhere and I could see every little scar and mole. She wasn't perfect, but she was to me and I don't even remember breathing while I washed Jody's body. I just remember how my heart was going fast and how everytime I looked up I'd catch her hazel eyes looking down at me. Her smile, that soft one at the corner of her mouth, was sweet and shy. I washed her pussy from my knees, feeling the warmth of her even through the hot spray of the shower. I fingered her for a moment, enjoying the softness of her pussy inside and when Jody sighed, I stopped just to tease her.

I washed her feet and her legs. I washed her butt too, the same way she'd washed mine, and when I stood up again, I had to touch her. I pressed my boobs against Jody's back, my puffy nipples sliding across her wet skin. I reached around just so I could hold her, finding her beautiful breasts and feeling her nipples hard against my palms. Jody turned her face to kiss me. I wanted her. I was hot for her again and even if it was just a sex thing, like we weren't really friends yet? I didn't care. It was too much fun kissing her to worry about anything else.

"I wanna wear your clothes," Jody said with a grin and I laughed at her.

"What? Why?" I wondered, standing in her bedroom, naked and damp and shivering because after that hot shower the air was cold.

"Because," she said. "You can wear mine."

"But I want to wear my clothes," I protested.

"Nope!" Jody giggled. "Look in my dresser, just take what you want."

"Oh! You're crazy!" I stuck my tongue out at her and started opening the drawers of her dresser.

"Hmmm ... You smell good!" Jody was sniffing my boxers and I rolled my eyes. "Wanna wear my panties? They're a little wet though."

"Are they?" I bit my lip because I hadn't worn panties since I was like six years old probably.

"Yeah!" Jody picked up her pink thong. All our clothes were on her unmade bed. "Here! Or else I got clean ones in there someplace."

"Oh!" I caught her panties and they weren't really big enough to be wet, except they were and I held them to my nose.

"See?" She pulled up my boxers and sorta rubbed her pussy through them. "How do you wear these things?"

"How do you wear this?" I giggled, definitely smelling Jody's sex on the little bit of panty there was. They smelled musky and totally like Jody.

"Put one leg in and then the other!" she said. "These are cool pants though."

"I hate the pockets," I shrugged, pulling on her dirty thong and that was really strange.

I mean, part of me was thinking that they were dirty, you know, so ewww! But part of me was like, that's Jody's pussy next to mine now! And that was cool. Another part of me was wondering why I even wanted to wear panties anyway though. They felt too small, too tight, and just ... weird! The back part went right between my butt cheeks and the front, that damp triangle of nylon just sorta mostly covered my pussy.

"Pull it tighter," Jody told me. "Up high, around your hips, you know?"

"Higher?" I giggled and they were already a lot higher than my boxers ever got, but I did it! That pulled the whole thing even tighter and that strip in the back was wedged deep in my butt!

"Nice!" Jody was nodding as she pulled up my pants. "Look in the bottom drawer ... No! The other one!"

"Here?" I opened the drawer. "What am I looking for?"

"Uhhh..." Jody was staring at my ass and I was totally bent over, like way more than I had to be! And on purpose too and I laughed at her.

"What's that, Jody?" I wondered innocently, wagging my hips from side to side, and I'd never acted that way before! Never, ever!

"Fuck!" she said. "You got the best ass in school."

"Yeah right!" I went back to her drawer digging through a pile of unfolded clothes.

"Seriously. I don't know why you wear these baggy ass clothes all the time, Sam."

"Cause they're cool," I shrugged. "What is this stuff?"

"Clothes! Look for a black skirt thing. You'll see it."

"What?" I looked over my shoulder at her. "I'm not gonna wear a dress."

"It's not a dress. Look..." she crossed her bedroom and reached past me, clawing through clothes. "Oh. Not this drawer. Look out."

"Heh! You ever think of folding?"

"Nope! Here!" Jody opened the second drawer up and found a black skirt, like imitation leather and sorta shiny. Maybe it was vinyl.

"No way!" I snorted. "I'm not gonna wear that. You got any pants?"

"Come on! Please?" she sorta whined. "Just try it, okay? You're gonna be so hot!"

"I don't wanna be hot."

"Sam!"

"No! I just want some jeans or something," I told her. "Gimme back my pants!"

"No! You gotta wear this!" she giggled. "I want my brother to see my sexy girlfriend."

"I'm not anybody's sexy girlfriend!" I laughed, reaching for her hips. "I want my pants back!"

"No way!" Jody pushed at me.

"Yeah way!" I was trying to grab her and we were both giggling. "Give them to me!"

"You gotta wear this!" Jody was trying to grab me too and she sorta grabbed my thigh and I sorta pushed her back and then we were on the floor.

We were wrestling! But not like I ever did it with Josh, this was fun and all I wore was that tiny thong. Jody was just wearing my pants over my boxers, so we were grabbing each other's tits, and Jody grabbed my bare butt, and then I sorta ended up on her back when Jody was on her hands and knees. She rolled over so I was laying on her, both of us red faced from laughing too much and I didn't think I'd ever stop smiling.

"You gonna wear it?" Jody asked me, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms were around my back.

"Maybe," I breathed, feeling my tits flat against hers and our noses were touching, our lips almost when we spoke. I was looking in her eyes and I sorta wanted to explode because I was full of happiness.

"I'm not gonna let you go 'til you do," Jody whispered. "Never."

"You promise?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she giggled softly.

"No," I shook my head slightly. "I mean ... Do you promise you love me?"

"I promise," she said, licking her red lips and looking right into me. "Do you love me?"

"Yeah," I swallowed hard. "I do."

"If you kiss me, you can't take it back."

"I don't want to take it back."

"Say it again."

"I love yoummmphh..." Jody kissed me then, breathing the words as I followed them with my tongue.

She held my head with one hand and her other held me around the waist. It was a serious kiss. A real one because it meant something. I was in love with her and I didn't know how or why. I shouldn't have been. I shoulda just loved Angie, but I couldn't help it. It wasn't my fault I felt that way. It just happened. I'd never loved anybody and all of a sudden I did and I liked it. Who wouldn't, you know?

"Do I gotta wear that dress?" I asked Jody a minute later, smiling from our kiss and licking my lips.

"It's just a skirt," she smiled back at me. "I was just teasing you."

"I'll, um ... I'll wear it if you really want me to," I decided.

"You will?"

"It's just a skirt," I shrugged. "It doesn't change anything, does it?"

"It's not gonna change us," Jody said. "I don't care what you wear."

"Do you want me to?"

"Yeah," she nodded. "I wanna see you look like a girl."

"I don't look like a girl right now?" I giggled and stuck out my tongue so she could kiss it.

"You know what I mean."

"Yeah."

"If you don't like it, you can take it off, you know."

"What if I do like it though?"

"Ummm..." Jody laughed at me.

"I like being a boy mostly," I told her, wishing I knew how to say what I meant. "I mean, some stuff is pretty cool."

"Okay."

"My best friend is a boy."

"You're my best friend."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Jody shrugged. "Of course you are."

"Okay," I shifted a little, but it was pretty comfortable lying on top of her and Jody didn't seem to mind.

"Why? You don't want to be?"

"No! I do, I just..." I smiled self-consciously, " ... I never had any friends who were girls before."

"That's weird."

"It never bothered me."

"I know."

"You do?"

"No!" Jody laughed. "I'm just saying..."

"Oh." I giggled too.

" ... you're my girlfriend now, right?"

"Yeah."

"Cool."

Jody's bedroom wasn't very big and it sorta looked like the rest of the trailer. The carpet was kinda dark blue and the walls were fake wood paneling, you know the kind, stained dark and not very thick or anything. The floor kinda creaked when we jumped around, and we did because Jody had a boom box and she'd been playing some Chili Peppers as loud as it would go. We'd been singing Dani California, because that's a pretty cool song.

There were clothes all over, clean and dirty, it didn't matter. Her bed was unmade and the dresser was beat up and scarred and had graffiti all over it. Jody had already carved "Sam + Jody" in the top with a pen, not just writing it, but really gouging the wood while I laughed. It was crazy. She had a ton of makeup, like every kind you can think of, and her room smelled like lipstick and perfume and nail polish. Hair brushes and hair clips and rubber bands and jewelry. She had all kinds of cheap rings and earrings and junk like that. None of it was expensive or anything, but some of it was kinda cute maybe. I didn't know.

She had some pictures on the wall by her bed, like a bunch of snapshots of her mom and dad, some of her and her brother. Some guys, a bunch of guys I didn't know. Mostly like high school guys, but some were a little older maybe. She had a poster of a lighthouse with a big wave crashing around it because she said it looked like a pussy and she liked it. Another poster of a cat hanging by its claws, you know, "Hang in there, baby!" and an American flag covered the window, tinting everything kinda reddish through the stripes. She'd gotten it from her dad who'd gotten it when he left the navy or something.

"This is so weird!" I laughed, looking at myself in the mirror. "I feel like I'm naked!"

"I wish!" Jody said, on her hands and knees and looking through some boxes in her closet.

There was a long, skinny mirror nailed to the back of the bedroom door and I was looking at myself. I wore that black skirt and it was pretty short, but Jody said it was supposed to be. At least I had a t-shirt on, a white one with a red bulls-eye on front. That was cool, except I'd tucked it into the skirt and Jody wanted me to wear this really wide red belt, like kinda loose around my waist. It was weird and I thought it looked stupid, but she liked it. Now she was looking for some shoes for me.

"Here!" Jody grinned at me, turning around and she had a pair of red shoes, like high heels, except the heels weren't really high.

"They're too small," I decided.

"You didn't even try them on!" Jody giggled. "They're cool."

"They're red," I laughed. "I can just wear my boots."

"No way! Try these on. I got some black shoes too."

"What do the black ones look like?"

"They're black! Hurry up..." Jody sorta shook her shoes at me and I took them reluctantly.

"I like my boots though," I told her. "I ain't trading."

"I don't want your stupid boots!"

"I'm just telling you," I shrugged, sitting on her bed. "I like my boots."

"Do those fit?"

"Ummm..." I put my bare foot in the right shoe and made a face. "The toes are pointy."

"They're supposed to be pointy!"

"Are they supposed to hurt?" I wondered, kinda wedging my foot inside.

"No! God! If you don't like them, just say so!"

"I don't like them."

"They fit, huh?" Jody grinned at me. "Cool! Put the other one on!"

"Girl shoes are so stupid!"

"You gotta like, cross your legs when you sit down," Jody said, smiling at me and I realized she was staring between my thighs.

"Well, don't look!"

"I can't help it," she giggled. "I can see everything too!"

"You cannot!"

"I can too!"

"So what?" I stuck out my tongue and I was standing up anyway, frowning because those shoes were kinda uncomfortable.

"How do they feel?"

"Um, I don't know. Like cement."

"Cement?"

"Something," I shrugged. "They're not really flexible or anything."

"They're just stiff," Jody said. "I don't wear them very much."

"So why do I have to wear them?"

"Cause you're hot!"

"Shut-up!"

"You want some lipstick?"

"No!"

"A little? It'll be cool. I got some red, it'll look wicked!"

"I don't wanna look wicked," I sighed. "Can I change my clothes now?"

"No way! Come here!"

"I said no!"

"Just a little, Sam! God!" Jody rolled her eyes and she was already digging for that perfect shade of red.

"I'm gonna break my ankle," I decided, walking around slowly and it was weird because my heels were like an inch higher than my toes.

"You are not! Stop being such a boy!"

"I like being a boy!"

"Hold still," she said. "Make a kissy face ... No! Not like that. Come on. Please?"

"Alright," I sighed.

Getting dressed in that skirt and wearing those dumb shoes, and now letting Jody put lipstick on me ... I didn't really like any of it at all. But I liked the way she liked it, you know? I liked the teasing and the laughing. I liked fooling around and seeing the different expressions on her face. I didn't really care what we were doing, because it wasn't serious. It didn't mean anything except we were friends.

I was changing, I knew that. Something was different about me, but I wasn't all of a sudden gonna be a total girl. Was I? That wasn't gonna happen! Could it? I wasn't going to start wearing dresses and panties and high heels all the time. I wasn't ever going to school like that! No way! But in Jody's bedroom? Yeah, I'd do it for her and it was pretty fun, just teasing her, I mean. And the way she looked at me? I liked that a lot, and maybe I was and maybe I could be, and maybe...

"I wish your hair was longer," she said, sitting back and looking at my face. "Don't do that."

"My lips taste funny," I said, licking them and getting a frown from Jody. "You put too much."

"I just put a little!"

"I can taste it!"

"Stop licking your lips!"

"God. I feel like a clown."

"You're gonna look like a clown if you keep doing that! Stand up."

"Do I look okay?"

"Fuck!" Jody rolled her eyes. "You're totally hot."

"Don't say that."

"What? You are hot!"

"No. Stop swearing all the time."

"You mean fuck? What's wrong with that?"

"I don't like it."

"God!"

"I'm serious! Say something else."

"Okay, um ... Shit! You hot!"

"I really don't like that!"

"Are you sure you're a boy?"

"Shut-up!"

"All the boys I know swear all the time."

"I don't like it. So what?"

"Alright. Whatever. Let's go eat, I'm starving."

"Is your brother still there?"

"I hope so! You're gonna make him sproing!"

"Sproing?"

"Yeah, you know ... Sproing!"

"No way!"

"It'll be cool. Come on."

I felt a little reluctant to leave Jody's bedroom. Partly because I didn't want anyone else to see me in a skirt, as dumb as that sounds, but also because Jody's brother had caught us having sex. Sorta. He'd caught us naked anyway, fooling around while we watched a porn movie. I mean, if that wouldn't embarrass a girl, I don't know what would! I'd be pretty happy if I never saw the guy again in my life after that.

Jody had a plan though. She hadn't really told me about it, but she didn't have to. I got the idea. She'd been telling her brother for a long time that she was gay and now Jody finally had the girlfriend to prove it. I wasn't exactly sure why it would matter to her brother, but it did. I was an only child anyway though, so what would I know about it? Sometimes I wished I had a brother or sister, but mostly I didn't care one way or the other. It wasn't as if I could do anything about it.

"Hey Kurt!" Jody was holding my hand, pulling me behind her as we left the long hallway and entered the kitchen.

"Hey," he looked up from some magazine and he was eating cereal out of a huge plastic bowl. I sorta giggled because he probably had a whole box of Cap'n Crunch in there. With Crunchberries.

Kurt wasn't a bad looking guy. Sorta big, I guess, like tall and kinda out of shape. He had a little belly going on beneath his blue cable guy outfit. A blue shirt and gray pants. His name was sewn over the left pocket in golden thread. Kurt's hair was long and brown, still in a ponytail down past his collar an inch or two. He had hazel eyes like Jody's and more of a natural grin than his sister's crooked smile.

"How come you're not at school?" he asked. "Hi. Hey, uh ... Who's your friend?"

"Hi," I smiled, but I mostly looked down when Kurt looked at me.

He gave me a real up and down look too! I really wished I wasn't wearing that shiny black skirt. It came to mid-thigh, so it wasn't that bad, but I felt naked showing my legs like that. I tugged it down a little, or tried to, but then I realized it would show the thong I was wearing high around my hips, so I changed my mind and just stood there.

"Hey," he said slowly. "I'm Kurt."

"Sproing!" Jody whispered and I know I blushed.

"Huh?" he looked a Jody.

"This is my girlfriend," she told him, kinda pulling me closer and putting her arm around my waist. "Samantha."

"Uh ... I guess so," he said, still looking at me.

"She's queer like me," Jody said and I wanted to turn around and run to her room, but she wasn't letting me go.

"Really?" Kurt asked and I wasn't sure if he was asking me or Jody.

"So just be cool," she ignored his question. "Okay?"

"Me? Yeah. Whatever," he nodded. "I thought you were just ... What about Rick though?"

"I don't like him anymore," Jody shrugged. "He'll get over it."

"He's gonna be pissed," Kurt laughed like that was a good joke and he started eating again, talking around his cereal. "How come you didn't go to school?"

"I did," Jody giggled. "But Sam was getting kicked out and she needed a ride."

"Kicked out for what?" Kurt grinned at me and he had milk running down his chin. "You guys weren't ... Oh man! That's wicked, Jody!"

"No!" she told him and then grinned at me. "We didn't do anything there yet."

"Why not?" he asked, looking so disappointed that I had to laugh at him.

"I wouldn't get naked in school," I said with giggle. "Um ... So I got suspended."