Chapter 2: Defining Roles

After a Jack and Jill-off session with Mindy and a sixty-nine with Chantelle, Derek and Sandra quickly consummated their new relationship, before driving the others to their homes. When they got back to the Turner house, they went up to Sandra's room.

"So, you up for another go?" asked Sandra.

"Probably not. I can do you orally though. Chantelle told me I was a quick study."

"No, that's OK. My folks should be back in an hour or two. What do you want to do?"

"We could kiss for a while," offered Derek.

"I'm not sure that would be a good idea."

"Why?"

"Somehow, I know that if you kiss me, I'll really like it."

Derek laughed. "Isn't that the point?"

"You don't understand."

"Then tell me."

Sandra then took on a shocked expression. "I ... don't ... want, please ... I..." she stammered,

"What? Just tell me!"

"I don't want to fall in love with you!" she blurted. "See what you made me do!"

"I made you do?"

"Yeah. You told me to tell you..."

"And you felt compelled to answer ... I see. Sorry, I'll be careful the way I talk to you from now on," said Derek apologetically, as Sandra lowered her head. "Look Sandra, we need to be honest with each other. Other than what we have to do three times a week, we don't have to do anything else. I just suggested the kissing thing, because you offered me sex."

"'Kissing' and 'Fucking' mean two different things ... emotionally, you know."

"Not to me. I have to admit that despite the quickness, what we did earlier was pretty amazing," he remembered.

"For me too. Nobody has ever made me feel the way you did in only five minutes," she admitted. "That's what scares me. When this is all over, I want to go back to being me again. If I let myself get emotionally attached to you the way Maya has, I'll be lost."

"My best guess is that is what the stranger intended. But don't you see, Sandra? You have to change."

"Why?" she sniffled as fear began to overcome her.

"Because before today I couldn't stand you. Now I need to like you ... to really care for you even."

"Oh God! Please! No..."

"What?" asked Derek, as any other word that followed would have been silenced by the mind melting kiss Sandra gave him.

Sandra had felt her mind shift at his words. Despite what Derek had just said about being careful, he was not careful enough. As she kissed him, she knew that she was in love with him and that no longer bothered her.

Derek was swept away in Sandra's newfound passion. Finally after close to five minutes he broke the kiss. "Wow! What was that for?"

"For being the best boyfriend a girl could ask for," she beamed.

"OK, who are you and what did you do to Sandra Turner?" he laughed.

"I just realized that I was being silly about not kissing you. That was an amazing kiss," she smiled.

"It was," he agreed.

"And I want to be the best girlfriend ever!" she giggled. "I want to give myself to you! I want to make you happy!"

Derek frowned for a moment and then he realized what had happened. He "told" Sandra that she had to change. In fact, to change into someone that he liked and really cared for. For this to happen, Sandra seemed to have turned herself into his perfect lover. In reality, this was not the case. What he had not realized that due to his command, a small part of Sandra that she had thought long dead had awakened. It was a small part of her that Derek had not only known very well, but a part of her that Derek had cared for a great deal. Now that part was in control of Sandra and her long buried feelings for him had come alive.

Not understanding this, Derek had feared the worst. He knew that despite how Sandra had acted in the past, she did not deserve to be changed against her will. The problem was that the more that he looked at this new Sandra, the more he liked her. Her blue eyes shone with love and sweetness. Subconsciously, she reminded him of someone he had known long ago and his old feelings began to return to him. Then he realized that he didn't just like Sandra. He felt that he was falling in love with her. His ethics began to war with his heart. "Sandra?"

"Yes, Baby?"

"When I said that 'you needed to change... '"

"I changed," she smiled.

"I'm so sorry!" he cried.

"Don't be and don't you dare try to change me back!" she exclaimed.

"Why?"

"Because I hated myself. Every morning when I looked in the mirror, I was revolted to see my reflection. I saw pettiness, selfishness, cruelty and hate. I had been like that since my parents almost got divorced about six years ago. Anyway, despite the way I looked to everyone else, I thought I was an ugly bitch."

"Knowing how sweet you used to be, I saw that in you too," he said softly.

"I know you did. I think that's why I took such pleasure in taunting and manipulating you. You scared me. I guess you had known me for so long, you knew who and what I really was before. Now that I'm no longer that bitch, I love you for it and for changing me."

"But the 'old you' wouldn't want to be like this."

"That 'old me' was a bitch," she laughed and he joined in. Then it became clear what she had meant. "Please don't change me back. I'm sure that you like me better like this ... I mean the way I was before I became the bitch, right?"

"True. I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Oh, thank God! I thought that I was losing my touch," she grinned sassily, causing Derek to shudder.

"Were you just faking that you changed?" Derek asked.

"No. I'm faking now!" she laughed, as she threw her arms around him. "Derek, I know that I'm in love with you. I think that part of me has always loved you. Now the rest does too," she said, as her blue eyes took on an earnest look. Then she passionately kissed him again. "Hmmm ... I see your not-so-little friend has awakened," she giggled, as she stroked it, through his sweats.

Derek possessively began to massage her tits through her sweatshirt and she moaned in pleasure. "I want you!" he growled.

"Then take me, Baby!" she beamed, as she pulled her sweatshirt over her head, revealing her braless, large breasts. Soon they were both naked. Derek took little time in climbing on top of the sexy blond. She had been so wet, his member easily penetrated her Soon he began driving his cock deep into her eager lithe form. "That feels so good! Fuck me, Baby!" she moaned.

Derek was in Nirvana. He had a crush on Sandra when they were in Middle School, but then she had changed into a demon and had treated him with scorn. Now that succubus had turned into an angel. His angel, he thought, as that notion made him the happiest he had ever been.

Derek drove himself harder into her. His body was ablaze with the desire he felt. Sandy humped up back into him was equal passion. She had sex with a number of guys, but she realized that nothing could have ever been or would be better than she was experiencing at the hands of her childhood playmate. It was if they had always belonged together and her heart overflowed with the love she was feeling for him.

In a brief moment of clarity, Derek noticed a look of intensity in his new girlfriend's eyes. He had seen a similar look from Maya. What he couldn't understand was that both women loved him deeply. While Maya may have been less bitchy than Sandra, her change had been more profound. Sandra had shed her bitchy side, freeing her to be the person she wanted to be. Maya had actually completely shredded her ego and much of her own self worth. It would take a long time for her to get much of that back.

Derek's moment of clarity was short lived; as he felt his balls tighten at about the ten minute mark. This was his fifth climax today and he would be spent after they were done.

"Oh, Baby! I'm so close!" she moaned.

Derek drove even harder into his lovely companion and she mirrored his efforts causing him to fire into her depths. Her extra effort and the sudden flood of his scalding load, pushed her over the ledge, as she screamed his name.

In the afterglow, they kissed, cuddled and fell asleep.

About an hour later, they awoke to sounds of activity downstairs.

"Shit! Baby wake up! My parents are home!" she said in a powerful whisper, after a love tap.

They quickly threw on their clothes and Sandra sprayed some air freshener, opened her window and smiled at him. He smiled back and they walked downstairs.

Paul Turner and his wife, Margaret, were putting groceries away, when they saw their daughter walk into the kitchen holding a boy's hand. The boy wasn't her typical boyfriend. He was thin and though a decent height, he was short compared to her last boyfriend, Jon who was about '6"4. This particular boy also looked familiar.

"Hi Mom and Dad. You remember Derek Carson?"

"Derek!" exclaimed her mother, as she pulled the boy into a hug. "It's wonderful to see you again! What's it been? About three years?"

"Probably more like four," he smiled.

"I know. I think we kind of lost touch with your parents after your Mom dropped out of book club."

"When my Dad took that major officer role at Metro Financial, it really ate into our family time, so I guess my family has become somewhat insular."

Paul then walked over to greet his guest. "I was wondering who's Maxima was parked in our driveway. Good to see you, Derek," said Paul as he shook his hand.

"You too, sir"

"So what do we owe the honor of your presence?" asked Paul.

Derek was kind of lost. Part of him still couldn't believe that he was going out with Sandra. When she didn't jump in to answer, he said the first thing that popped into his mind. "I was helping Sandra with her Chemistry..." he covered.

"Really? You're going with that?" laughed Sandra. "Mom and Dad ... Derek is my new boyfriend."

"Oh! That's wonderful!" cried Margaret, as she threw her arms around Derek again, before breaking the hug. "I remember looking out the window about eight years ago, seeing you two playing catch, as your mother and I were at book club. I always thought that it was sweet the way you two always laughed and played together."

"Well, son you're a welcome change from the kind of guys that Sandy has dated lately," said her Dad.

"Dear, she prefers to be called 'Sandra' now; at least in public," reminded his wife.

"Nope. 'Sandy' works just fine, Mom. I think I'm going to go back to using it," grinned their daughter.

Both her parents and even Derek were shocked. While Derek knew Sandra had changed, the effect was stunning. It was if she had fast-forwarded six years of her life; zapping right through her bitchy stage. When Derek looked closely, he saw a look on her face that reminded him of his sweet and innocent playmate. Granted their recent activities had caused him to see her in a different light, but her current attitude had almost made him forget the bitch she had recently been. That look she was giving him now made it seem as if they had fallen in love six years ago and had always been together.

For the next ten minutes, Derek had carried grocery bags into the kitchen. Then when he confessed that he hadn't eaten, they invited him to stay over and have takeout Chinese. He called his mother to tell her and he sensed she was surprised. "We'll talk more about this when you get home," she admonished. At first, Derek had been surprised at the sharpness of his mother's tone, and then realized why she might have had that attitude about Sandra. He knew he would have to convince her that things were different now.

Then the four sat down in the family room and caught up and reminisced, as they waited for the food to be delivered. After dinner, Paul pulled Derek aside. "Son, I don't know what you are doing to Sandy, but keep on doing it! I haven't seen her so happy and sweet in at least five years. I feel like I have my little girl back."

"I've been kind of doing Sandra a favor, helping her run errands so we've spent some time together lately. I guess I challenged her to be a better person, when she told me that she didn't like the way her life was going," said Derek, speaking some truth. Today we hugged and we looked at each other. After that, I guess we both knew."

"Ahem," said a voice behind her father. 'I'd like to say goodbye to my new bf, if you don't mind," she smiled sweetly.

"Sure, Sandy, he smiled and winked at Derek, as he watched them walk out to the driveway.

"Sandra..."

"Sandy," she corrected,

"I think that will take some getting used to," he said. "What are we doing?"

"I think I'm about to kiss my boyfriend," she leaned over and gave him a sweet kiss, which he broke with a sigh.

"I mean, what about the other girls? Also, what will happen in September?" asked Derek.

"You still have a responsibility to them. I understand that. As far as September, we'll cross that bridge when we get there. My best guess is if we have a lot of fun on the trip, we'll both want to keep going," she smiled.

"When you said you were in love with me..."

"I meant it. I'll always love you, even if it is just because you helped me see what a bitch I was. Still, I'm hoping that it will always be more than that."