Nicole – Part 2 By The Collector Girls will be girls Copyright 1999 The Collector This story is adult in nature and should not be read by anyone under 21. Send comments to ChuckSt35@aol.com Entering class the next day, Nicole entered class and saw Leigh immediately, with Tommy again across her desk. She was smitten with Leigh…and determined not to lose her. She had never experienced anything like Leigh…and what her magic lips did to her. “C’mon Leigh…aren’t you tired of leading me on? We both want each other…right?” Tommy asked. “Tommy…just go away and leave me alone.” Leigh looked over at Nicole, rolling her eyes, asking for advice. Tommy went to the rear of her chair and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Take your hands off me!” “Oh, you like it don’t you?” His hands moved down her shoulders and were approaching her breasts when Nicole interrupted him calmly. “She said take her hand off her…what about me?” Leigh looked at Nicole, apparently more heartbroken than anything. “Nicole…?” “C’mon Tommy” Nicole said rising from her chair, holding out her hand to Tommy. Tommy took it and followed her out the door. Glancing back, Nicole saw Leigh who looked ready to both cry and fly into a rage all at once. “Is there anyplace we can go Tommy? That’s private?” “I knew you were different than the rest…you’re smarter…and prettier…I’ll have to make a point to see you more often.” “Oh really Tommy? I’m so lucky.” Nicole said in her sweetest voice. “You better believe it. C’mon…it’s back here.” Tommy led her to the end of the hallway, through the janitor’s room, to the boiler room. In the back was an unused spare room with a cot and bare furnishings, previously used by a live-in janitor. Tommy opened the door and walked in. He reached for Nicole’s hand, when she abruptly placed her hand on his chest and shoved him backwards. She shut the door and leaned against it. A moment later, Tommy was banging on the door. “Hey bitch…let me out! Unlock the door” He shouted. “Tommy, that’s not very nice. I don’t think you want me to let you out.” “Open it now…or you’ll regret it…I ain’t messin’ around with you bitch.” Tommy was pushing his body against the door. Nicole turned and held her hand against it, easily preventing him from opening it. “I’ll regret it Tommy? Are you sure?” His body was slamming against the door. Strong as Tommy was, he was no match for Nicole. She grabbed the doorknob, and waited for the right moment. “You fuckin’ bitch…wait’ll I get my hands…you’re dead, bitch…” “Oh Tommy…you shouldn’t talk to a girl like that.” Nicole pulled the door open and Tommy exited, his momentum carrying him across the room. He stopped just short of the opposite wall. Nicole looked across at him and smiled. “Now what were you saying Tommy?” Tommy came straight at her, rage in his eyes, his face red. He approached her and grabbed her hand, as though she were a little girl, and started again for the back room. “I’m gonna fuck your lights out, bitch.” Tommy’s momentum would have carried them into the room except...Nicole suddenly jerked her arm back, and Tommy with it, and she flung him across the room. He hit the wall hard, dazing him. “Now what were you saying Tommy?” Tommy came at Nicole again, though somewhat hesitantly, as though not knowing what to expect. He got close, then swung at her. Nicole put her arm up, easily stopping him, then slapped his face, turning him around. She grabbed the top of his pants and his collar, lifted him off his feet, and placed him horizontal, then carried him towards the back room. At the door, the tossed him with both arms across the room to the cot, where he landed face down. He got up again, confused, wondering what was happening to him. He ran for the door. Just before he passed through the entrance, Nicole slammed the door shut. It hit Tommy square in the face and he fell onto his back. “Tommy? Can I come in?” Nicole opened the door, walked in and saw Tommy on the floor, then closed the door. She crossed to him and stood over him, her legs straddling his torso. He reached up and grabbed her left leg, trying to pull her down. Nicole placed her right foot on Tommy’s chest, digging in her heel. “Oow…that hurts…stop it…” “Quit whining…I haven’t even hurt you yet. And let go of my leg. You’re such a sissy, Tommy. Do all the girls know that?” “You bitch…how’d you…don’t call me…” Nicole reached down, grabbed Tommy’s shirt and hoisted him to his feet. “I’ll call you whatever I want, Tommy. You can’t even handle a girl. Doesn’t that make you a sissy?” Tommy grabbed her hand, trying to free himself. His hands on his chest, she gently pushed her arm upward. “H…hey…what’re you doing?” Tommy felt his feet leave the floor, only now fully aware of Nicole’s strength as she kept lifting him up. She looked up and saw fear in his eyes, no doubt one of the few times he had shown any fear at all. “What’s the matter Tommy? Afraid of a little girl?” “N…no…I mean…how’d you…” She turned around, thrust her arm outward and watched as he slammed against the door, knocking it off it’s hinges and flew backwards into the boiler room. She followed him out. Tommy got to his hand and knees and started crawling away. She placed her foot on his rear and shoved him forward. “Over there Tommy…by the desk” she motioned to a desk across the room. Tommy stayed there. “No…I ain’t goin’ anywhere.” “Tommy…you’re not going to like this.” Nicole reached down and grabbed him by the ear, pulling him to his feet. “Oow…quit it…” Nicole pulled him, keeping her hand at waist level, dragging him, as he couldn’t keep up with her. She stopped at the desk and let go. He started to rise to sit in the chair, but she pushed him back to the floor. “I didn’t tell you to get up.” “You can’t order me…” “Yes I can…and quit whining. You’re such a whiner Tommy. I’m surprised all the guys here are afraid of you. You’re not tough at all, are you? You can’t even beat a girl.” “Who…are you?” “I’m the feminine nightmare of every loser like you Tommy.” “I ain’t a loser.” “Yes you are Tommy…any guy that tries to molest a defenseless girl like Leigh…is a loser…like you. Now listen to me real good Tommy.” She moved to within inches of his face. “I don’t want to see you ever even talk to another girl as long as I’m here. You can’t date…no…you can’t even look at them…do you understand?” “Wait a…” “Tommy…you‘re not listening” She reached down, grabbed his head and placed it in her arm in a headlock, then started pacing the floor, dragging him with her. Her grip continuously tightened around him as his face began to turn red. “Do you want me to keep going Tommy?” “Let me go…you’re hurting me…OK…I promise…just stop…please…” She let go as he dropped to the floor. “Now you can get up.” Tommy rose…beaten…but his eyes stared at the floor. “Come here” she said, holding a magic marker. Tommy walked over to her. She grabbed his shirt, watching him flinch as she pulled at it, tearing it from him, buttons flying off. “Tommy…anytime Leigh or I want anything…you have to do whatever we want…is that alright with you?” “Yeah…I guess…” She wrote on the back of his T-shirt in big black letters. “Good boy Tommy. There. Now go back into class and sit in front of Leigh.” Tommy strode towards the door, then looked back. “What’d you write on my back? And how’d you get so strong?” He asked. “Go to class Tommy.” * * * Tommy walked into class, found the chair in front of Leigh. The class erupted in laughter as Nicole walked into the room holding the marker and sat down next to Leigh. Leigh looked at Nicole, her mouth open, as if to ask, “What happened?” Nicole looked back at Leigh, motioned her eyes downward and curled her arm. As Nicole’s bicep slid the fabric of her blouse up her arm, Leigh was tempted to reach across, but just smiled. The guy sitting behind Leigh whispered “Wow…cool.” Leigh looked at Tommy’s shirt, then said to Nicole, “All this time, I didn’t realize he was such a sissy.” * * * Leigh wanted Nicole as badly as Nicole wanted her. In Nicole, she saw the vision of the woman she wanted to be like, and Nicole’s muscles were unlike anything she’d ever seen in another girl. Leigh stood up, handed a note to Nicole, and walked towards the door. Nicole opened the note and read, ‘I had a dream about you last night.’ She smiled and looked towards the door. Stopping at the door, Leigh looked back at Nicole, motioning with her head for her to follow. She walked up the hallway, with Nicole following closely. She turned left at the end of the hall, ran halfway to the end of this hall and turned into the girl’s locker room. Nicole entered only seconds behind. Nicole walked in, turned and saw Leigh near their lockers. “I had a dream about you too.” Nicole confessed. “About me? What about?” “When you kissed me…I’ve never felt like that…” “I haven’t either…I don’t understand it…I’ve never been attracted to a girl before…until you…and then you…saved me from Tommy…” “What changed your mind?” “You’re…don’t think I’m crazy…but your muscles Nicole…you look so strong…when I think about your strength…I can’t help myself…” Leigh opened her purse, removing a small object and handed the object to Nicole. “I know you’re incredibly strong…would you…show me…please?” Nicole took it from her and placed it in her hand. “This won’t be very hard Leigh.” “But Nicole…” Nicole placed her hands at either end of the rail spike, the idea originally from Leigh’s dream. She held it up between her face and Leigh’s and slowly started bending the ends towards each other. As she smiled at Leigh, and Leigh watched Nicole effortlessly bend it, it was as though she felt the aura of Nicole’s strength embrace her. She was enthralled by Nicole’s strength and put her hands up to Nicole’s. “Honey…you’re so strong.” Nicole stopped when the spike was at 90 degrees and moved her hand apart. Leigh moved close and placed her lips on Nicole’s as they embraced each other, their hands roaming each other’s lithe bodies. Nicole dropped the spike as a loud sound echoed through the locker room. They held their embrace for only a few seconds when they were interrupted. “What…?” Trish appeared apparently from nowhere, saw Nicole and Leigh. “Leigh…” She turned quickly away and ran to the back of the locker room. “She’s my best friend…I have to…” Leigh said to Nicole. “I know…want me to come?” “No…yes…but give me a minute alone with her…then I’ll be back out.” She turned back to Nicole and said, “I think she likes you…a lot.” “I know…I’ll wait.” Leigh went to the back and spent five minutes with Trish, apologizing, asking forgiveness, and reassuring her. They came back out to find Nicole waiting for them. “Hi Trish…” Nicole said. “Hi Nicole…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…I mean, Leigh and I have always been best friends…” “It’s OK…I just hope I’m not barging in…” “Leigh told me what’s happened…when I saw you yesterday…with your…you have such a great body Nicole…your muscles…and your strength…oh my, I’m embarrassing myself…” “We know...but it’s OK, I did the same thing.” Said Leigh, laughing to relieve the tension “Well, so did I” Nicole chimed in. “Leigh embarrassed me.” “But…I can’t compete with you Nicole…” “You don’t have to…” Leigh reassured her. She’s right…I have enough muscles…and enough strength…for both of you.” She blushed as she said it, but knew it was what Trish wanted to hear. “Oh my…you guys…” Trish was suddenly overwhelmed at the show of affection from both Leigh and Nicole. “Look” Leigh said, “My parents will be gone Friday night…would you guys like to stay over?” “You know I would” Trish said quickly. “Well, I’ll be there too.” Nicole said. They started to walk out when Leigh stopped. “And Nicole?” “What Leigh?” “Bring your muscles?” “You mean these little things?” She raised her arms, flexing each one and both girls nearly fainted as Nicole’s biceps rose slowly, then exploded off her arm as they reached for the ceiling. Leigh grabbed her right arm and placed her lips on Nicole’s powerful arm. Trish grabbed Nicole’s left arm, and without reservation, moved her lips to Nicole’s. They had only seconds to enjoy their moment of bliss when the bell rang for the first class. Nicole, Leigh and Trish left the locker room, each anticipating the wonders they’d discover Friday night.