Summer Break 2
By valerafon
A college man losses control of his life to a much younger girl.


This is a work of fiction and should not be read by anyone under the age of
eighteen. Please do not read further if you are offended by violence and or
sexual content.

Chapter four: Mom's back

The room was spinning again. The reason, my mom was home from New York and she
was twirling me in her arms once more. While the room whizzed past me at a
dizzying pace, periodically Darlene's smiling face momentarily came into view
and then quickly disappeared again. She was standing off by the steps watching
my mom greet her nineteen year old son.

"Oh my little man, I'm so happy to see you!" my mother bellowed in my ear as
she stopped twirling me, and then still holding my body off the floor, she
started planting little kisses all over my face.

Stopping momentarily to inspect my face more closely, she inquired from
Darlene, "He wasn't any bother, was he?"

"Oh no, Mrs. Morgan ... ... .He was a very good boy!" Darlene said pronouncing
every word slowly and in an inflected voice to emphasize her point.

I wanted to scream out and tell my mom what Darlene, the fourteen year old
Amazon, had done to me ... ... ..She certainly hadn't been good, but the fact
was I was afraid of Darlene, and I had good reason to be.

Upon hearing Darlene's comments my mother lifted me higher for a moment and
pronounced with love in her voice, "My little man's been so good!"

My mom's greetings always reached a point where I asked her to put me down,
and this time was no different, "Mom could you please put me down, I'm almost
twenty ... ... I'm a man."

"Well, you'll always be my little man!" she sang out and then she hugged me
tightly to her.

I was still feeling woozy from the twirling and her crushing embrace wasn't
helping the situation much either.

As my mother continued crushing me to a pulp in her loving arms, Darlene
decided to speak again, "Except we did have this one incident."

My mother stopped hugging and kissing me and she quickly turned us towards
Darlene. I wasn't sure what she was going to tell my mom. Would she be telling
her what she did to me when her friends came over or about my spankings or the
time she nearly drowned me in the bathtub or maybe the party her and her
friends had for me and my buddies. If she did, I wanted to tell my side too.

Instead, Darlene completely surprised me. "Well, Mrs. Morgan, yesterday, I let
Tommy out by himself to get the paper, and there was a girl scout walking by,
and she must have took a liking to him ... ... He is very handsome! ... ...
And she overpowered him and started to drag him off.

"WHAT!" my mother screamed, and she quickly hoisted me higher so she could
look at my face again.

I was dumbfounded. That never happened. Why was Darlene making this story up?

Then Darlene continued with her running commentary, "It's OK, Ingrid ... ... I
saw what was happening, and came to Tommy's aid ... ... ..And I never let him
out of my sight again."

She looked at Darlene and said with relief in her voice, "Oh thank you
Darlene! ... ... ..Did you see who the girl was?"

"No, as soon as she saw me, she dropped Tommy and ran off. I was going to
catch her, but Tommy was crying so I didn't chase after her."

I was struck dumb by the audacious whopper Darlene was spinning. Nothing she
was saying was true..

Then still holding me out at arm's length, my mom said in a very relieved
voice, "Oh thank God! My little Tommykins is all right."

Tommykins? That was a new one. Why couldn't any one call me Tom? Or I'd even
settle for Thomas at the moment.

Finally, my mom set me down, knelt in front of me, and wetting a Kleenex with
her tongue, started to rub all the lipstick off my face that her kisses had
produced.

As she did this, Darlene's plan became crystal clear when she asked my mom an
innocent question, "Do you really think it's safe sending Tommy away to
college?"

My mom immediately stopped wiping my face and turned towards Darlene with a
very concerned look on her face.

Darlene continued on with her evil little plan, "I mean what if some brownie
takes a liking to him and were not around to protect him?"

My mom took a deep breath and then said the words that spelled my doom.
"You're right, Darlene ... ... ..He should transfer to a city college that's
close by."

It was my turn to yell, "MOM I LOVE STANFORD!"

Instead of yelling back, she put one of her hands on my head and tenderly
started to rub it as she answered me, "I'm sorry dear, but Darlene's right ...
... ... You need protection."

I gave Darlene a look that could kill, but she was ignoring me and she had an
evil little smile on her face as she looked away. I was really getting mad,
and then it got worse.

Darlene had more web to spin, "And wouldn't it be best if he didn't take that
summer job at the paper. It's not in a very good part of town and he would be
taking the bus there."

I screamed again, "Mom! I'm a trainee! ... ... .It's a great opportunity!"

My mom frowned and that signaled my fate. I was doomed.

She grabbed me and hugged me tightly as she said with sadness, "No dear,
Darlene's right! ... ... .Your much too fragile to be left all alone by
yourself ... ... .I'll call the editor tomorrow."

I pushed my mother away and as I ran for the steps, I stopped and looked at
Darlene, and yelled, "I hate you!" And then I bounded up the steps.

Darlene turned to my mom and asked, "Do you want me to bring him back?"

"No Dear, let him be."

As I bounded up the steps, I turned to see if Darlene was chasing me, but
thankfully she wasn't.

Darlene hung her head like she was upset, but she had the hint of a smile on
her face.

Mrs. Morgan looked at Darlene and added, "Don't be too upset with him,
Darlene. He just needs some time. He'll adjust. Then as she watched her son
disappear, she said philosophically, "We are the ones that have to be strong
... ... .God knows he'll never be."

I ran upstairs and collapsed across the bed. My world was coming undone around
me. I wasn't about to cry. I wanted revenge. I wanted to get even with
Darlene. Everything started to change when she came into my life. Now, I was
losing the right to go to the college of my choice, my dream summer job, and
even my freedom to this teenage vixen.

I think my attitude about her really started to change when she tried to drown
me yesterday. I was never more afraid of her then when she took me upstairs,
in her home, and forced me into the tub. I didn't want to recall it all, but
everything came flooding back to me as I lay there on my bed. That's when I
began to relive yesterday, the worst day of my life.

I'll started out innocently enough. Darlene announced at breakfast that she
had baseball practice so I was to be on my own for awhile. That made me happy.
I could get out of the baby clothes and feel like a man again, at least for a
little while.

As soon as everyone left, I took a shower and changed back in to my own
clothes. I was feeling pretty good about the day when I heard a female voice
calling to me from downstairs, "Tom, are you there?"

I recognized the voice at once. It was Melissa. She had doubled back, and I
was just as happy to see her as she was to see me. When we saw each other, I
ran towards her and she ran towards me. All we needed was the music when she
swept me off my feet and twirled me around before she hugged me tightly to
her.

"Oh Tommy! We're finally alone!" She said breathlessly as our lips met. She
was still holding me aloft as we kissed passionately with my feet dangling
next to her shins.

It was so wonderful to be alone with her. In the last few days the pendulum
had swung inexorably towards Melissa. With her, I at least felt more like a
man, even if she was easily lifting me off the ground at the moment.

After the kiss, I asked her just as breathlessly, "What are we going to do
about Darlene?"

She set me back on my feet and responded, "I honestly don't know yet, but I'll
think of something."

That wasn't the answer I wanted to hear.

Then she asked, "Are you sure you don't like Darlene better?"

I answered her with a question of my own, "Are you going to keep me in
diapers?"

She shook her head no, and then she bent down and kissed me again. For the
next hour we made out on the sofa. It was the first time in a very long time I
felt like a man again, even if I was sitting on Melissa's lap.

I got to first base and to second base too, and I was going to try for third
when she abruptly looked at her watch.

"I've got to go," she said before kissing me one last time.

"No, don't go," I begged. I was begging again, but at least it was for
something that I really wanted.

She looked at her watch and added, "Darlene will be back soon and it's best
that she doesn't see us together just yet."

As she got up to leave, she yelled back, "Make sure you wipe your face! ...
... You have lipstick all over it!"

That's when my worst nightmare happened. The front door opened and Darlene
walked in. For a moment, the two girls just looked at each other, and Darlene
asked Melissa accusingly, "What are you doing home?"

"I had a few moments so I looked in on Tommy!" Melissa answered in a deadpan
voice.

Darlene looked at me on the sofa, and then she looked back at Melissa, but
before Darlene could say anything further, Melissa said in a happy voice,
"I've got to run." And then she kissed her sister on the cheek and left.

Darlene just stood there for a moment frowning thinking things through, and I
just watched her hoping she had bought the charade.

When she finally walked over, her face turned to a scowl and she asked, "What
were you two doing?"

"Nothing," I said in my sweetest voice.

She was looking at me like the guilt was written all over my face, and it was,
I had forgotten about the lipstick.

Instead of going off, she just grabbed my wrist and started walking. I was
yanked right off the sofa and dragged along as she made for the stairs. She
walked up the steps dragging me after her as I tried some more lies, "Nothing
happened, honest! ... ... We just talked! ... ... ..Your sister really loves
you!"

Darlene didn't answer me, and when we made her room, she stopped in front of
the mirror, lifted me up, and asked, "And how do you explain that?"

I looked in the mirror and saw all the lipstick smeared all over my face.
Busted I thought. I had so much on that it looked like I was wearing clown
makeup.

"Well, I'm waiting?" she said angrily.

I was scarred as hell. An angry Darlene was a very scary Darlene. I had
visions of a spanking to end all spankings. I glanced towards the door and
considered my options. I had two options, coming clean or running. It may have
been foolhardy, but I chose the latter.

I think when I bounded for the door, I actually caught her off guard. That's
probably why I made it to the hall before she tackled me.

When she finally wrestled me down, she turned me over so she could look right
at me when she spoke, "Your going to get such a beating!" she said angrily.
Her voice was so menacing that it sent shivers down my spine.

My mind raced for an excuse I could give her, anything, but I found no
solution.

She slapped me hard several times right across the face. She hit me so hard
she rattled my brain. Then something happened and I saw her rage dissipate
right before my eyes.

"No," she said, "I have a better idea for you."

Did that mean I wasn't going to get the tar beat out of me? My hopes soared,
as she grabbed one of my wrists and dragged me back into her room and into the
bathroom. I never made it to my feet, she just dragged me along the carpeted
floor.

When we reached her bathroom, she went over to her tub and turned on the
water. As the water ran, she turned back to me, pointed at me with her finger,
and said very menacingly and very slowly, "DON'T MOVE!"

I was frozen stiff in fear, I couldn't have moved if I wanted too.

As she started to peel off her clothes, she looked at me menacingly and shook
her head like she was really mad at me. I wanted to say penny for your
thoughts, but maybe I really didn't want to know what she was thinking.

She took her bra off, but she left her tiny black panties on. I really
couldn't enjoy the show at the moment, I was just too scared of what she was
going to do to me.

After she slowed the water a bit, she looked at me and ordered firmly,
"STRIP!"

I immediately started to take my pants off, and I asked, "Everything?"

"Everything!" she said with a scowl.

When I was naked before her, she grabbed my head and pushed me towards the
tub, "Get in!" she ordered.

The tub was only half full as I got in, and she pushed my body roughly forward
so she could get in behind me. When she was settled in behind me, she grabbed
my head and yanked me back between her legs so that my head was surrounded by
her shapely teenage thighs.

"Don't move! she ordered as she let the water run for a while longer till it
was the exact height she wanted. Then with her foot, she slowly turned the
faucet so the water stopped running."

Her thighs were snugly around my head, but they weren't squeezing me just yet,
and I looked up and back and said nervously, "Darlene, nothing happened."

"I blame you for this," she said angrily.

Oh sure, it's always the guys fault I thought.

I didn't have long to contemplate her statement because she lifted her body
slightly and twisted her thighs so that my head was dunked under water.

She caught me off guard and I made little gurgling noises as her awesome
thighs held my head under. When her legs finally pulled me back up, I was
coughing and water was coming out of my nose. My arms which were under her
body had to snake around her thighs so my hands could get to my face and wipe
off the excess water so I could breath better.

As I coughed and spit water out of my mouth, she bent over and looked down at
me clinically with no remorse, and then she started to squeeze my head between
those muscular thighs of hers. My hands went to my defense and I tried to pry
her legs apart, but that was just not going to work. All she had to do was
increase the crushing power of her thighs till my hands fell weakly away. I
didn't know what was worse; her crushing legs or the dunking. Then she lifted
her body up and twisted so that my head was taken under water again. I made
those same gurgling sounds and this time I tried to struggle with those big
thighs of hers, but they were as overpowering as they were beautiful.

She alternated squeezing my head and dunking me under water for several
minutes till I was thoroughly scared and beaten. I begged and pleaded, but she
was having none of it. I think she wanted to punish me so thoroughly that I
would never defy her again. At the moment, defiance wasn't my main concern.

But now, her legs were squeezing me again so hard I was begging, "Ahhhhh!
Please Darlene! It's too tight! You're killing me!"

This time she responded to my pleas, "What's the matter, Tommy? I thought you
loved my legs!"

"Not like this!" I screamed.

As she continued to squeeze me with those awesome legs of hers, she commented,
"Honestly, I don't know what I see in you. You're such a wimp!"

"AHHHHHHH!" I screamed as her legs ground me down.

"A nineteen year old boy can't even take a little love hug from a fourteen
year old girl's legs."

"AHHHHHHH!"

After her embarrassing remarks, her legs took me under again.

When she pulled me back up and I could speak, I looked up at her and asked in
a very desperate voice, "Why are you doing this to me?"

"WHY? ... ... ... Why am I doing this? ... ... ... .Let me see ... .." And she
put her hand to her cheek like she was thinking even as her legs crushed me.

"Well, one because I guess I like too!" And she dunked me again.

And after she hauled me back up to the surface she continued, "Two because I
can!" And she dunked me again.

And after she hauled me up again, "And three, because YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH
MY SISTER!" And she dunked me once more, and this time she really kept my head
submerged a really long time.

By this time, all the fight had been drowned or squeezed out of me and when I
was back above the water, I pleaded, "I'm too weak for you! ... ... You need
somebody strong like the Terminator!"

"I'll terminate you," she yelled and then she dunked me again.

When I could talk again, I begged, "No more, please! ... ... .Ayiiii! No more
squeezing either!"

She let up slightly on the crushing pressure of her legs, but they still held
me very tightly. "You better start talking," she warned me, "And I'd better
like what I'm hearing.

"OK! ... ... OK! ... ... I like both you and your sister very much ... ...
.Ayiii! Stop! ... ..Let me finish."

'I don't like what I'm hearing," she warned, but she let up just a bit.

"When I'm with you, I like you the best, and when I'm with Melissa, I like her
... ... ."

I didn't get to finish because she lifted up again and twisted her body taking
my head under once more.

When I surfaced, she warned me again, "I don't want to hear that ... ... I
want to hear you beg me to forgive you, and then I want to hear that you'll
never see my sister again."

What choice did I have. She could keep torturing me like this all day if she
wanted. So I told her what she wanted to hear.

"I'm sorry! I'm just a stupid boy, I can't help myself! ... ... ... I'm deeply
sorry! Please, please forgive me!"

She pondered my self-effacing apology, "Ummm! Nope! Not good enough!" And then
she submerged my head again.

As soon as I was above water and could speak, I yelled, "I'M SORRY! I WAS
STUPID, VERY STUPID! I DON'T DESERVE SOMEONE AS WONDERFUL AS YOU! YOU'RE THE
BEST MOST WONDERFUL GIRL ON EARTH! I DESERVE EVERYTHING YOU'RE DOING TO ME!"

Boy! was I groveling, but Darlene's water torture was having that effect on
me.

Again she pondered my words, "Ummm! Better! Continue!" And this time she
didn't dunk me.

I was on a roll saying things I knew would be impossible to live up too, but
what choice did I have? Maybe, somehow Melissa and I could come up with
something, but now I needed to placate Darlene and groveling was my only
option. She was just too overpoweringly strong.

"YOU"RE MY QUEEN," I yelled, "AND I"M YOU'RE LOWLY SUBJECT! ... ... .PLEASE,
PLEASE FORGIVE ME! ... ... I"LL NEVER LOOK AT ANOTHER GIRL AGAIN, ESPECIALLY
MELISSA."

Now that's more like it," she purred. "But I should really punish you good!"

What did she call this?

My groveling seemed to have some effect on her, and I could feel that she was
calming down. Then she astounded me by saying, "But I'm going to have to
punish you so you won't defy me again."

What she had done to me wasn't punishment enough? I couldn't imagine a
punishment worse than this, but Darlene could. Oh man, was I in for it!

After the party today, I want you to chose. Either you'll get a spanking for
ten minutes or squeezing from my legs for one hour ... .. It's up to you."

Some choice, I thought. This just wasn't fair, but I kept my thoughts to
myself. At least she stopped dunking me. And I had forgotten about the party.
She had invited Tony, Andy, Chip, and Biff over for a pool party at my house
at two. I wondered if they would show, but that was still two hours away, and
I definitely had other concerns at the moment.

"Yes, Darlene whatever you say," I said very humbly. Maybe she'd forget or I
could talk her out of it. That was my only hope!

Then she added, "Later, I want you to write a poem to me telling me how big
and strong and beautiful I am! And how much you love me! ... ... And it better
be good too!" Then her awesome legs squeezed me once more as a warning.

Thank God I could write! At least this was some groveling I should be able to
handle easily enough.

Chapter Five: The Party

Darlene and her chums had planned out the party to the last detail. The times
the boys were to arrive was staggered at ten minute intervals. That would give
the girls time to decide who gets whom. Kathy, Melanie, Stacie and Hollie were
all very excited about the party as they waited in their bikini's for the boys
to arrive. The fact that all the boys were supposed to be very good looking
and much older than they were also excited them.

Stacie the shortest of the group still had a reservation she voiced, "There so
much older than we are. Are you sure we can handle them?"

Darlene had on her yellow bikini and I was perched on her hip in my bathing
suit as she sang out, "No Problem! They're real pussies! Melissa and I handled
all four of them and they even had another friend too!" Darlene assured the
girls.

Just then Melanie, who was the lookout by the window, yelled, "Here comes the
first boy!"

All the girls ran to the window to see.

"He's cute! Which one is that?" Kathy asked.

"That's Tony, he's my best friend," I answered from my perch on Darlene's hip.

"Is he Italian," Stacie asked.

"Yes," I answered.

"I'm Italian, can I have him?" Stacie asked the others as Tony walked up the
walk

All the others agreed, but I thought Kathy sounded a bit disappointed when she
acquiesced. So it was Stacie who answered the doorbell.

"Hi Tony!" I heard Stacie say in a sweet dreamy sort of voice.

I heard Tony say, "Hi!" and then, "Do I know you?"

"Oh you will," Stacie answered back as she grabbed Tony's hand and dragged him
inside.

Stacie was the smallest of the girls at only five one and Tony seemed to tower
over her even though he was only five eight. After she dragged him through the
door, the others gathered around as Stacie proudly introduced Tony to the
other girls.

As Tony looked at the other much taller girls, I wasn't sure if he was more
surprised at their height or their age, but when he saw me on Darlene's hip he
couldn't help but stare.

Like usual, Darlene took charge, "So nice of you to come, Tony ... ... .
Stacie can't wait to show you a good time!"

"I can't stay long," Tony replied.

"Oh you'll stay as long as Stacie wants you to stay ... ... ... Understand?"

I think Tony was really intimidated by Darlene. The fight still must have been
fresh in his mind or maybe it was what Melissa did to him afterwards. In any
case, I could tell he was scared of her.

"Yea, sure Darlene ... ... .Anything you say!" He answered in a frightened
voice.

Then Stacie grabbed his hand and started to drag Tony towards the patio, "Come
on, there's something I want to show you."

Tony didn't say anything further, but he kept looking back at me for help as
Stacie dragged him by the hand out of the room. I wasn't in any position,
myself, to help my best friend.

Five minutes later, the brothers Andy and Chip arrived. Melanie and Hollie
liked their looks and were the ones to answer the door bell.

The two boys, who were slightly older than me, were totally surprised at the
sight of the two girls who answered the door. Both girls were tall, but they
were wearing heels which enhanced their height even further. Melanie was just
fourteen but she was already six three, and Hollie who was only twelve, was
already five foot nine. Even though the boys were of average height, the two
girls were taller than the older boys, and Melanie towered over both of them.

As the boys stared at the much younger but taller girls, "Melanie pointed with
her finger and waived it at them as she asked, "Which one do you want,
Hollie?"

"Umm! This one!" Hollie replied, and she grabbed Andy's hand and dragged him
through the door. Then Melanie grabbed Chip by the back of the neck, and
guided him forcefully through the door as she commented to him, "Well, I guess
you belong to me!"

Neither boy put up much of a struggle as they were forcefully guided through
the door. Both were too confused, dazed, and a bit intimidated by the girl's
sizes as they were led inside. The boys were paraded in front of the rest of
the party, introduced, and then they too were herded towards the patio. When
the brothers saw Darlene they became even more cooperative. I could see that
they were still afraid of her too, and who could blame them.

The last to arrive was Biff. Kathy was really happy to see that he had surfer
boy good looks and a nice body. In fact, he arrived in a muscle shirt which
really turned Kathy on. With her heels on, at six two, the fifteen year old
Kathy was six inches taller than Biff. The twenty year old boy liked what he
saw too. With her awesome good looks, Biff thought she was much older then she
actually was and he wasn't to upset when she was all over him pawing at him
and stroking his muscles at the door.

"Uhhh! I just love muscles on a guy!" Kathy purred rubbing her hands up and
down Biff's arm. Biff was getting an eyeful of his own as he stared back at
Kathy's revealing thong bikini.

"Look at this babe!" Biff said proudly, as he made a muscle for Kathy's
viewing pleasure.

"Uhh! Stop! You're making me hot!" Kathy purred as she led Biff in for the
slaughter.

Once inside, Kathy and Biff and Darlene and I headed for the patio. Biff
seemed to be the most shocked as he saw me being carried on Darlene's shapely
hip, but of course he was the most macho of all the boys and he would lose the
most on this day.

The party was already in full swing when we arrived. Music was blaring and all
the boys had stripped to their bathing suits. Even though the music wasn't
right, Stacie and Tony were slow dancing on the patio. She had her head on his
chest and dreamy look on her face and her eyes were closed as they danced very
slowly. Although, Stacie was enjoying herself, Tony obviously wasn't. He had a
desperate embarrassed look on his face while he tried to get his hands free
which Stacie easily held behind his back.

There were some noises coming from the water too, and I looked in that
direction to see that Melanie and Chip were frolicking in the water, but just
like Stacie, it looked like Melanie was having all the fun. Chip's legs were
around Melanie's waist and she was dunking him backwards into the water. I saw
her dunk him three times and then he desperately tried to hold on to her as he
placed his hands around her neck and clung to her body like he was thoroughly
scared of getting dunked again.

Then she started to talk to him but I couldn't hear what they were saying over
the music. Finally, he looked at her, their faces just inches apart. He nodded
sheepishly, and she kissed him right on the lips as she easily held his body
in the water.

I looked for Hollie and Chip because they weren't on the patio and it took me
a bit to locate them. They were wrestling on some mats that were set up in the
grass. I just shook my head realizing Darlene had thought of everything. The
older boy wasn't doing so well in the wrestling match either. Twelve year old
Hollie had him in a killer reverse head scissors while she looked back at the
struggling older boy with a huge smile on her pretty young face.

Darlene was the first to talk, "Looks like everyone's having fun!"

The girls were I thought.

I turned to Biff who looked dumbstruck for a moment as he looked at the
others. Then he exclaimed, "What the fuck!"

Kathy reacted by grabbing his head in a tight headlock before she spoke, "Time
to find a secluded spot and get you out of those clothes. I want to see all
those muscles of yours." And then she started to drag Biff towards the bushes.

Biff yelled, "Let me go you bitch!" but he couldn't brake her headlock as she
dragged him away.

Darlene watched her best friend easily handle the older boy till she got bored
and turned back toward the two slow dancers on the patio.

"That looks like fun!" she said to me and then she carried me next to Stacie
and Tony.

We didn't dance like a normal couple though. She cradled me in her arms as she
slowly swung my body back and forth and from side to side turning slowly as
she slow danced with me held tightly in her arms. I buried my head in her neck
from embarrassment but she seemed to enjoy my head right where it was, and she
was smiling contentedly as we danced.

Tony didn't try and talk to me either. He was too embarrassed himself and he
still was trying to pry his own arms free from behind his back. If it wasn't
for Tony's face, one wouldn't even have guessed that there was a struggle
going on between them. Stacie's still had that dreamy look on her face and one
couldn't tell that she was exerting pressure on Tony's arms keeping them
firmly held behind his back. They were dancing and there was a test of
strength going on too which Tony was obviously losing.

Darlene got bored after about five minutes of dancing and then she carried me
to a lounge chair. There were four of them, in a row, set up on the patio. I
sat on her lap as we looked out into the pool. Melanie had Chip stretched
across her broad shoulders as she walked out onto the diving board. He was
screaming of course, but no one but I was paying any attention.

When she got in position, Melanie dumped him off her shoulders into the water.
Chip screamed through his whole fall into the water and then his body made a
big splash. Melanie watched him hit the water then she executed a perfect
double somersault into the water herself. A few seconds later, I saw Melanie
come up and paddle over to the small diving board which was nearby and grab on
to it.

I looked about in the water but didn't see chip, and I nervously asked,
"Where's Chip?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure she has him," was Darlene's reply.

It took me a second to realize what Darlene meant. Melanie must have had
Chip's head in a headscissors under the water. From my vantage point I
couldn't see if this was true, but I could see Melanie was looking down and
smiling as she held on to the board. I could envision Chip's face buried in
Melanie's crotch as she squeezed his head with her awesome thighs under the
water.

Finally, Melanie paddled to the edge of the pool, turned her body, and lifted
herself out of the water with her hands, and that's when I saw Chip's head
lift out of the water too. His head was firmly trapped between Melanie's big
thighs. I don't know if it was from getting thrown off the high board or
getting squeezed by Melanie's legs that caused Chip to be so dazed, but
Melanie had to grab him around the chest and bodily lift him out of the water.
She laid him out flat on the pool deck and then she sat on his waist with her
legs straddling his body. She looked at him for a moment and tapped his cheek
a couple of times before she bent over and placed her mouth over his lips. I
don't know if she was giving him a big wet passionate kiss or if she was
administering CPR, but no one else seemed to be concerned or was even watching
for that matter. They were all too wrapped up in their own affairs to watch
anyone else.

That's when I heard Kathy talking again. I turned my head to see that she
still had Biff in a headlock, but all his clothes were now off except for his
bathing suit.

As she walked the boy towards us she said, "Now Biffy, I don't like being
called a bitch ... ... So I'm going to have to punish you."

She walked the struggling boy over to another lounge chair and as she sat
down, she stretched him out across her one leg. She twisted one of his arms
behind his back, imprisoned both his legs with her other leg, and as she
prepared to administer a spanking she said, "We could have been having fun
together, but nooo! ... ... ... You have to go an act all macho and spoil my
fun day."

Even as Biff struggled mightily in vain to gain back his dignity, he turned
his head and yelled, "You better let me go you big bitch!"

Instead of getting mad, Kathy shook her head in frustration, but she still
easily held Biff in place. Then before she started to spank Biff, she turned
towards Darlene and I and said sarcastically, "Boys! They'll never learn!" And
then she started to wail the tar out of Biff's naked ass.

She was hitting him so hard you could hear the cracks from her blows above the
loud music. I was so embarrassed for Biff I closed my eyes, but I could still
hear the crack of her hand as it impacted on Biff's reddening ass, and I could
hear Biff's grunts and howls as well. She must have hit him for three or four
minutes but to Biff's credit he didn't beg once. He took the beating like a
man, but at the end he was much more passive and he took care not to aggravate
her further with any threatening remarks.

When she was done, Kathy responded once more, "There now young man ... ... ...
That should cool your jets ... ... ... Now maybe, I can get back to playing
with all your pretty muscles."

This time Biff remained quiet. Even a rash young man can have moments of
wisdom. He had a scowl on his face, but I think he realized that this very
pretty young girl was more than a match for him. How she had gotten so strong
or how any of these girls had gotten so strong was really baffling. It was
like the world had turned upside down somehow and we now found ourselves in
another world. One in which the women were the stronger sex.

Her statement sounded so ludicrous to me. She had just overpowered the older
boy and gave him an embarrassing spanking and now she was talking about his
muscles. I just shook my head in total bewilderment. Granted this wasn't what
you could call a normal party, but it was obvious she was stronger than Biff
and her statement about his muscles seemed so out of place.

Chapter six: The Escape

Darlene got my attention away from Biff and Kathy by asking, "I think I need a
drink ... ... ... ..Tommy why don't you get us some cold sodas."

I knew it was an order and not a suggestion so I got up and made my way
towards the kitchen only pausing long enough to watch the wrestling match
between Hollie and Andy. I was stunned to see that Hollie was now sitting on
Andy's face. Andy looked totally whipped. His body was motionless and his
hands and legs were stretched out on the mat. While the young girl was
bouncing her butt up and down on his face, she was running her hands up and
down the stunned boy's chest as well and even occasionally grabbing at his
penis through his bathing suit. I was sure Andy must have been out of it
because he wasn't reacting to Hollie's playful hands.

I shook my head and headed for the kitchen, but I was stopped by a scream. It
was Chip and he was running around the pool and Melanie was laughing
uproariously and in hot pursuit. I was glad to see that Chip was all right,
but Melanie was gaining fast on him. I didn't stay to see if she caught him or
not. I already knew what the outcome would be. These girls were not your
typical ordinary girls. I paused a moment and looked back at their leader. I
still didn't understand why she liked me.

In the kitchen as I opened the fridge, I had an idea. I could be out the front
door and down the block before Darlene even had an inkling that I was gone.
For some reason, an old cartoon played in my head at this very moment. It was
a baby Elmer Fudd saying, "If I dood it, I get a whipping! ... ... .Ha, Ha!
... ... I dood it!"

The thought of the consequences almost stopped me ... ..almost, but I could be
out the door in a flash and how would Darlene know? I stopped thinking and
reacted. I bolted for the door. My heart was pounding in my chest as I opened
the door and prepared to run down the street. I didn't care who saw me, but I
was not prepared to see a grinning Darlene leaning against the porch pillar.

She shook her head and then she said sarcastically, "You're so predictable."

My body froze in shock. The last thing I expected to see when I opened the
door was a grinning Darlene.

Before I could react, her smirk changed to a deep frown as she warned, "Boy!
Are you going to get it!"

That threat was all I needed to hear to get me going again. I slammed the door
right in her face and then I took off. My feet were going so fast I barely
made progress as I careened off a few walls. I heard the door open and I could
hear her chasing me. I think she would have caught me before I got out the
backdoor, but she slipped on a rug on the hardwood floor and I heard her go
down.

I looked back and I saw her trying to get up. It gave me just enough time to
get out the back door and dive into the pool. As I pulled myself up the other
side, I heard her dive into the water. My heart was really racing now as I
made it to the back fence and then I was up and over and into Mrs. Maginty's
backyard. She was a real pain in the butt. She was always complaining to my
mom about this and that, and now I was running through her prize roses.

By this time, I had lost all reason. My only concern was to get away from
Darlene. When I made her front yard, I heard Darlene yell behind me, "Tommy!
... ... ... You better stop running if you know what's good for you!"

I ran past two old men who were talking, but they had stopped talking to see
what all the commotion was about. Mr. Carney yelled after me, "Darlene's
gaining on ya! ... ... .Better run faster, and then I heard the two of them
laughing.

Just ahead, was a parked bike with it's kick stand down. In one smooth motion
born out of desperation, I grabbed hold of the bike, kicked up the kick stand,
and hopped on without breaking stride. As I began to frantically work the
pedals, I heard Darlene yell just behind me, "TOMMY! ... ... ... GET BACK HEAR
THIS INSTANT!"

I could hear the anger in her voice and now I was beyond fear. There must have
been so much adrenaline in my bloodstream, I actually felt great and the bike
started to accelerate away from her. When I felt safe enough to look back, it
was just in time to see Darlene push a girl off her bike and jump on herself.

"FUCK!" I yelled, and I sped up once more. I made it to the top of Granger
hill in record time and as I went over the top, I began to coast down the hill
resting and planning my escape strategy. I remember seeing this movie called
the Vikings. Tony Curtis got away from Kurt Douglas on the high seas when a
fog rolled in, but I didn't see any fog ahead of me. So much for wishful
thinking.

Halfway down the hill, I looked back up just in time to see Darlene barreling
over the top of the hill in hot pursuit. I was about four hundred yards ahead
of her, but she was really coming on fast. She was so athletic and with those
long muscular legs of hers she was eating up the distance between us.

I had to stay calm and think of something. I knew I couldn't out sprint her
but maybe I could out drive her so I turned off towards cedar woods, and
really turned on the jets. I pumped for all I was worth as the woods loomed in
the distance. Every time I looked back Darlene was a little closer. My four
hundred yard lead turned into three hundred and then into two hundred just
before I made the woods.

As I entered the woods, I heard her yell, "TOMMY! ... ... .THIS IS YOUR LAST
WARNING!"

Who was she kidding? I knew if I stopped now, I was in for it for sure. My
only hope was escape, and the woods offered me my best chance to get away.

Once inside the woods, I actually had to slow down as I maneuvered between the
trees and up and down the ravines, but I was sure she was having the same
problem and she could no longer see me and that meant she might make a wrong
turn. I had played in this woods as a kid and I knew it very well. From time
to time, I heard her yelling, but it sounded more distant every time I heard
her voice, and that started to give me hope.

When I felt safe enough, I actually stopped and rested and that gave me time
to plan. I didn't have many options. Where could I go? I couldn't go home,
Darlene might be waiting for me there. I decided to go to my grandmothers
house. She lived twenty miles away at Talucka lake. There I could get some
money and maybe even borrow her car. That sounded like a plan so I took off
towards Harper Street.

I was feeling safer now as I turned off of Harper onto Miller road. I looked
back from time to time, but Darlene was nowhere to be seen. I should have been
looking to my right instead of in back of me because as Miller merged with
State, Darlene came barreling into view. It was a few seconds more before I
saw her and when I did, I took off in sheer panic. She was only ten yards
behind me.

This time when she yelled at me, I could hear the confidence in her voice,
"There's no escape for you, Bucko!"

I pedaled for all I was worth, but she still got closer and closer.

"What's the matter Tommy? ... ... .Run out of tricks," she yelled.

I was in a full sprint now, but she still got closer and closer, and then she
was on my back wheel and then almost even with me. My mind still had time to
wonder what she was going to do. Was she going to try and push me over? A
speeding bike didn't offer her many options either, but of course she did the
unexpected. As she drew even with me, she reached right out with her one arm
and plucked me right off my bike.

For a slit second she held me along side of her bike, with only the strength
of her one arm, as she tried to slow down. I actually had time to see my bike
go sailing on without a rider till it lost its momentum and fell over about
ten yards in front of us. Then my perspective changed as Darlene reeled me in
and threw me over the bar that a girl's bike had.

As she slowed further, she whacked my ass really hard with her right hand as
she spoke, "Where did you think you could go that I wouldn't find you? ... ...
..Did you really think I wouldn't have thought of your grandmothers house?"
And she whacked my ass again.

Then she got mystical, "I can read your mind! ... ... ... When you have a
thought, I know it!"

I really didn't want to think about that. I had more baser concerns. Like what
was she going to do to me, and how much pain would be involved.

Off to the right was State Road Park. For some reason, she started pedaling us
towards it. I got another whack across the ass before we got there. She
pedaled us right past a play area for younger kids. It had a slide, some
swings, and monkey bars. As we passed, all the kids stopped playing to see the
strange sight. I could hear some of the girls laughing and waving at Darlene
who waved back.

When we were away from everyone, she stopped the bike and dumped me into the
grass. Before I could recover she was all over me. She maneuvered me into a
tight bodyscissors and then she grabbed my neck with her one hand and held it
firmly.

I was desperate and all I could think of saying was, "Have I ever told you how
beautiful you are!"

She didn't quite react the way I thought she would. She grimaced and yelled,
"UHHHHH! You're so dead!"

Then she started to mangle my ribs with her big thighs, and at the same time,
her hand tightened around my neck. I started to make little gurgling noises as
her hand tightened it's grip even further.

As she tortured me, she began to speak, "I thought you were better trained
that! ... ... ... ..Am I going to have to discipline you every five minutes?"

Her legs continued to crush any residual resistance right out of me. I heard
her talking, but it was hard to concentrate on her voice when she was wreaking
havoc on my neck and midsection.

As she continued to crush me, she asked, "Well? ... ... ..Speak up?"

"I could barely talk but I had to try, "I was very foolish," I said. "I should
have known I have no chance against you."

I didn't say it just to placate her. If this little fiasco had shown me
anything, it was that I was totally at Darlene's mercy. She simply was
stronger, more energetic, and far more athletic than I could ever hope to be.
I didn't want to admit she was smarter too, but I hadn't yet been able to
outwit her. She simply was too much girl for me to cope with.

As I turned a deep shade of red, she eased up on both of her killer holds. I
guess she didn't want me to pass out on her.

Then she was speaking again, "Do you realize how you embarrassed me at the
party in front of my friends? ... ... ... Now they probably think I can't
control you! ... ... ..What am I going to do with you?"

I really wasn't listening to her. My mind was somewhere else at the moment. I
was asking myself why I came home this summer? I should have stayed at
Stanford.

She got my attention when her voice changed and she got really somber, "When
we get back to the party, I'm going to have to punish you in front of everyone
... ... .Do you understand?"

I didn't understand, but I heard myself say, "I guess I do."

Two of the younger girls were curious and had walked from their play area to
see up close what was going on. They could have been no more then nine or ten.

When they got close enough, one of the girls asked curiously, "What did he
do?"

Darlene replied, "He's been a very bad boy!"

The other girl asked, "He looks a lot older than you."

"He is," Darlene said proudly. "He's nineteen and I'm just fourteen."

"Wow!" the first girl said, "and you can take him? ... ... ..Is he a wimp?"

"No," Darlene answered back ... ... .. "I'm just very strong for my age."

"Why are you beating him up?" she asked further.

The ever patient Darlene replied, "He embarrassed me by running away in front
of my friends ... ... ..And for thinking he could actually get away with it
... ..He's really going to have to pay!"

"Can we watch?" the second girl asked.

"Sure!" was Darlene's reply. "Always remember that a boy must be disciplined
when he's bad ... ... .And Tommy here has been very bad!"

The second girl sighed and said, "You're so big and strong! ... ... ... I wish
we could punish boys when their bad!"

The first girl replied, "I can take Bobby Mitchell, and he's almost twelve!"

"See, Darlene replied. "Don't be afraid to work out too ... ... It will make
you even more desirable to boys and after awhile you will be so confident that
you will be able to do a lot of incredible things."

The two girls looked at each other, then they said in unison, "We'll do it!
... ... ... We'll get big and strong too!"

Great, I thought. She was making two more Amazons.

"Do you want to see me punish him?"

"Yea," they again replied in unison.

Darlene let me loose and got up, but as soon as she was up, she yanked me to
my feet and grabbed my neck to hold me at bay as she looked around.

As soon as she found what she was looking for she told the girls, "Follow me
and I'll show you how to discipline a boy."

Darlene roughly forced me along with the powerful neck clamp she had on me.
The girls followed Darlene and I over to a large rock where Darlene
immediately placed her one foot on the rock and then roughly threw my body
over her leg. I was lifted off the ground across her large sexy bare thigh.

When I was prepared she spoke to the girls, "Now its always best to pull their
shorts down when you spank them ... ... It's much more effective to spank
their bare skin and the boy will be even more embarrassed ... ... In this
case, I'll pull Tommy's bathing suit down."

The two young girls crowded closer as Darlene pulled my bathing suit down so
that it was around my ankles. I saw the one girl bend down and look up so she
could inspect my goods.

"Wow!" she said when she saw what she was looking for, "This is too much!"

Then Darlene grabbed my ass cheeks and kneaded them with her two hands as she
spoke again, "See how soft his butt cheeks are? ... ... ... It's really going
to sting him when I start smacking his behind."

One of the girls commented, "His ass is already real red!"

"Well he's been bad many times before ... ... ..You'll find that boys will
have to be reminded constantly about who's the boss."

Then she started to smack my backside very hard. The two girls gathered around
even closer to watch the hiding. I was wailing in no time. My butt was already
very sensitive and Darlene was not pulling her blows one bit. Darlene must
have hit me for two minutes before she stopped.

The one girl commented, "Wow! That had to hurt!"

Darlene smiled and told the girl, "Feel his backside ... ... ..See how warm it
is."

I couldn't see the girl in my present position, but I felt her touch my raw
backside. I responded with a loud yelp!

She giggled and then she said, "It is warm! ... ... ..Then she told the other
girl, "Go ahead Missy feel it!"

Then I felt the other girl's cold hand. This time I bit my lip and didn't
yell, but the girl didn't stop there. She lowered her aim and grabbed
something else.

Darlene responded by gently batting the girl's hand away and warning, "Hey!
... Hey! ... ... That's private property! ... ... ..Hands off!"

The two girls looked at one another again and then they giggled as girls often
do.

Then the other one got bold. "Can I spank him too?" she asked.

"Sure!" Darlene responded and then I felt the smacks from the much younger
girl. I was surprised at how hard she could hit, but I realized as she spanked
me that my ass had already been tenderized by Darlene.

Both girls got to practice on me. I was sure other boys soon would follow. I
don't know why girls so enjoyed spanking and humiliating boys, but these three
surely did.

Finally Darlene asked the girls, "Do you want to make ten bucks!"

"Sure!" the two girls squealed.

"There's a bike in the street over there," and she pointed to the general
direction where my bike had crashed. "Take it to 5121 South Maple and leave it
out front."

One of the girls had a pad and pen and she took down the information.

Then tomorrow, come to 5538 Jennings ... ... That's the street over from South
Maple and that's my house ... ... And I'll give you the ten dollars."

The two girls looked at one another and nodded their approval. Then the one
ten year old asked, "Will Tommy be there?"

"Uh huh!" Darlene responded.

The two girls looked at each other gain and then the one asked further, "Could
we practice on him again?"

"Sure!" Darlene replied.

Then the girl hesitated and said, "I mean can we wrestle with him? ... ...
..I'm pretty sure I can take him!"

"Me too!" the other girl quickly replied.

Darlene smiled before she answered this time, "Sure! ... ..That should be
interesting. I'll have my camcorder ready and we can film it."

Oh man! Maybe Darlene could take me, but she was extraordinary. I wasn't going
to let no ten year old snot nosed brat take me. That just wasn't going to
happen.

Then Darlene lifted me off her thigh and grabbed my neck again and headed for
the bike. My suit fell completely off and the girls giggled as they saw me
completely exposed.

"Bring his suit," Darlene ordered and one of the girls retrieved it.

When we made the bike she said angrily, "I should take you back naked as a jay
bird!" Then reason won out and she motioned with her head as she told the
girl, "Give him his trunks."

I hung my head and tried to cover up my nakedness as she handed me my trunks.
Then she whispered to me, "I'm going to kick your ass tomorrow, tuff guy!"

I just looked at her and shook my head no saying, "No way little girl!"

She smiled and replied, "Will see!"

I hated her cockiness, but I hated dressing in front of them more. The two
wide eyed girls were still giggling as they watched me quickly pull my suit
back up.

Then Darlene threw me over the bar on the bike again and said, "See you
tomorrow!"

The two girls waved goodbye as Darlene took off back towards my house. About a
half hour later, she dropped the bike off and then she threw me over her
shoulder and carried me around the block. It was a beautiful summer day and a
lot of people were outside. They all stopped to gape at the sight of the
beautiful young Darlene carrying me across her shoulder.

A boy Darlene's age yelled, "Hey Darlene, do want to carry me?"

She stopped long enough to say, "Dream on!"

Then in a matter of minutes, she carried me back to the pool party. The music
had changed. It was now much softer and quieter, and all the couples were in
various areas of the backyard and very quiet themselves.

Hollie and Andy were still on the wrestling mat, but it looked like the fight
had long since ended. Hollie was holding Andy's arms over his head as she
leisurely stretched out across his body, and she was planting little kisses
all over his face. I did notice one other thing. Andy's trunks were off too.

Kathy was sitting comfortably on a lounge chair with her big legs wrapped
around Biff's midsection while she held his head in place just under hers with
a strong grip on his head. He was forced to look up at her as she squeezed him
and ran her hands playfully over his upper body. She was sensually feeling his
muscles as she easily held him helpless in her constrictor like embrace. Then
from time to time, she would bend down and kiss him on the lips as he
helplessly looked at the superior young female. Biff had not only been
stripped of his dignity, Kathy had stripped him of his trunks as well.

The last couple, Melanie and Chip were by the pool. Melanie had her head
thrust back in pleasure as she sat on Chip's face. Chip too had been stripped
of his trunks, and while Melanie pleasured herself on Chip's face, she ran her
hands on his chest slapping his sides from time to time as she ground her
choice rump all over his face.

Darlene took me to the middle of the patio and then removed my trunks as well.

As Darlene worked on me, Kathy, who was nearby commented with a smirk, "I see
you caught him!"

Darlene paused long enough to answer, "The little shit almost got away! ...
... ..But almost only counts in horseshoes and Nuclear War."

When I was completely naked, she grabbed my head and stuffed it between her
thighs so that my head was facing up, and then she reached for my legs and
lifted so that my head was between her legs and my upper body was lifted off
the ground and bent painfully upward. I had a view of her sexy young ass as
she easily held me aloft in this painful position.

"When I had been prepared she yelled, "Attention everyone ... ... ..Tommy has
been very bad! ... ... .Please watch while I punish him."

When everyone looked up, she started smacking my bottom again. This was the
most humiliating thing yet she had done to me. Here I was with my closest
friends and Darlene was wailing my bottom like I was a child in this totally
humiliating position.

Finally, she stopped and gently set me down, but my humiliation was not yet
over for me. She twisted my head so that it was now was facing down between
her legs, and then she lifted my body again and stretched me out like before.
This time, I had a view of the patio and everyone else had a view of my penis
as she held me aloft and completely stretched out next to her awesome body.

The shock of what she did next brought me back from my daydream. I was back
stretched out across my bed and it was the next day. My mind wouldn't allow me
to relive the horror again. It was just that humiliating.

As I sulked on my bed, I heard a soft knock on the door.

"Go away!" I yelled.

The door opened anyway and my mom walked in. She moved to the foot of my bed
and when I looked up, I caught a glimpse of her very short black miniskirt and
her long nylon clad legs. It was a sight I was embarrassed to see. She was an
awesome female, and I always felt so uncomfortable when I was in this type of
situation with her, but for some reason, I always looked anyway.

Finally, my gaze turned upward, and she was staring down at me with her hands
on her shapely hips regarding me with a big smile on her lovely face.

"Go away," I said again, but this time I said it more softly and with much
less conviction.

She bent down and pulled my body across the bed and over to a chair, and as
she sat down, she pulled me right on to her lap. I tried to fight her but she
easily held me in place.

"See Thomas! ... ... .You struggle but you can hardly defend yourself."

I stopped struggling and looked sheepishly into my mothers eyes.

"Then I'll buy a gun," I answered back.

She laughed out loud as she mashed my face into her bosom. Her blouse was low
cut and she mashed my face right into the bare cleavage. I could smell her
perfume as she hugged me to her. I wanted to hate her at the moment. Why did
it have to feel so wonderful? It was all so confusing.

As she held me to her bosom, she started to talk again, "I know your upset
with Darlene and I, but we do these things for your own good, and because we
love you."

If my mother only knew the half of what Darlene did to me.

"I know these changes won't be easy, but they are for your own good!"

Somehow, I had to try to reason with her. "Mom, I'm almost twenty ... ... I
should be allowed to make my own decisions."

"And you would be, if you were a normal boy, but your much too frail and weak
for that ... ... ... If living with your father has taught me anything, it's
that we women must rule!"

I tried to look up and speak at her through the cleavage, "But Darlene's sooo
... ... .Rough!"

I moderated what I was going to say at the very last moment.

"You'll just have to put up with that ... ... ..I was firm with your father on
occasion too ... ... ... It's just the aggressive nature of a superior women
coming out is all ... ... ..It can't be helped, I had to find a superior
female to make up for your short comings ... ... .And she does care for you
... ... ... .You are a very lucky boy!"

Great, my mom was taking her side. Why wasn't I surprised? Then she laid her
bombshell.

"It hasn't been easy being alone all these years. A women such as I has many
needs."

What was she talking about?

"That's why I had to find someone who will take care of you."

I had no idea what she was talking about.

"I won't be around for you as much in the future."

I thought she hadn't been around very much in the past for me either. Then she
hesitated further and finally told me what she had been trying to avoid
telling me.

"I've been seeing someone ... ... .He'll be over this morning to meet you ...
... ... ..Were engaged ... ... ... .So you can see why I've been so concerned
about your welfare.

Was she kidding? This was great news! I could see myself becoming more
independent. Then she really laid a bombshell.

"I've been talking with Connie."

Oh oh!

"And she agrees you need supervision, so you'll be moving in with the
McGrath's, tomorrow ... ... .And you'll stay with them, at least, till after
the honeymoon.

"WHAT!"

Instead of answering my frantic question as I sat on her lap, she hugged me
tight to her bosom for a moment. My head bobbed up and down as she slowly took
in air and exhaled.

When she was ready to speak again she said, "I know there are a lot of changes
right now, but the Mcgraths will see you through them and Darlene does so love
to take care of you."

I was mad as hell, and I had a bombshell of my own to drop. "There's a problem
... ... I like someone else!"

"What? ... ..When did you find the time, who?" she asked in a concerned voice.

"It's Melissa and she likes me too!"

"Oh dear God!" my mother exclaimed. "I'm going to have to talk to Connie!"

I was glad it was out in the open.

Then she got up and carried me along with her. As she held me aloft next to
her body, she looked into my eyes and exclaimed, "You've been a very busy boy,
haven't you?"

About an hour later, I heard the door bell ring and then I heard voices
downstairs, but I was still sulking in my room, and I had no intention of
going downstairs. A little time passed and then the phone rang. No one
answered it so I picked it up. It was my mom. She was calling from her cell
phone and she wanted me to come to her bedroom.

I knocked on the door and I heard her yell, "Come in!"

She was sitting on her bed and talking on her cell phone. All she was wearing
was a black bra and panties. As I walked up to her bed, she motioned for me to
be quiet and then she returned to the phone conversation. I felt very
uncomfortable in my mom's room, and it was only then that I saw a man's body
stretched out on the bed, and that my mother was sitting on his face.

Every so often, she would lift her big sexy butt up and the man would take a
deep breath. Without paying him the least bit of attention as she talked on
the phone, she would sit back down on his face as soon as he got his breath
back. I got a glimpse of him the last time she raised up her butt up and he
was really handsome, and he appeared to be a good deal younger than my mom
too.

I felt so awkward and stupid standing there as my mom talked on the phone, and
she sat on the man's face, but she didn't seem the least bit embarrassed. From
time to time, she would turn and look at me and smile, then she would go back
to her phone conversation.

Every so often, she would wiggle her big butt all over the poor man's face as
she talked, and I could hear him moan softly underneath her.

Finally, the conversation ended, and she lifted up her butt and introduced me
to my new perspective dad.

"Thomas, this is Bill! ... ... ... ..And Bill this is my son, Tom!"

I had to get close to her ass so I could say hi! The man's face was all red
and he looked a bit done in, but he was cordial enough.

Without the least bit of shame, he said, "Ingrid's told me so much about you!"
and then my mother sat back down on his face cutting our conversation short.

It was my mom who filled me in. "Bill's not much bigger than you ... ... ..And
he so desperately needs some one to take care of him."

I guess to my mom, all men were incapable of taking care of themselves.

Then my mom switched gears, "I've talked over your problem with Connie, and
she agrees that this is a potentially explosive situation."

I had to agree with my mom on that point.

"So she's going to talk to Melissa and explain to her that it's best if she
finds someone more her type."

What? I was her type, and she was definitely my type. What was my mother
plotting now?

"She's already talked to Darlene and I guess she didn't take the news too well
so try and avoid her till this is settled."

I could do that.

Then my mom lifted her butt up again and I heard Bill take in a big gasp of
air. I had to get out of there. It just wasn't right for me to be in my mom's
room as she entertained her fiancee.

"I promise I won't go near Darlene till this is settled," I assured her and
then I beat a hasty retreat."

As I hurried out the door, my mom yelled after me, "Thanks son, I'm sure this
will all be settled by tomorrow."

I wasn't so sure of that, but I wasn't about to argue with her.

I was going to go out by the pool when I saw a female figure on the porch. I
thought it might be Darlene, but when I took a peak out the window, I saw it
was Melissa. She was nervously pacing back and forth on the porch. I guess she
was deciding if she wanted to ring the bell. I flung open the door and we
embraced as she swept me off my feet, and then we kissed. It was so wonderful.

After the kiss she set me down and said desperately, "I've been forbidden to
see you ... ... ..Where's your mom?"

I looked up the steps and said, "She's busy right now ... ... ..She won't
bother us."

"Good!" she said breathlessly. Then she got real grim and added, "There's only
one course of action open to us."

I had no idea what she was going to say next, but at least she seemed to have
a plan. As I looked at her very nervously, I asked, "And what's that?"

"We have to run away!"

"What?" I shot back.

As I stood there dumbfounded, she gave me the details, "I have some money
saved up and a car ... ... ..We can go to a hotel and call them and if they
won't be reasonable then will take off."

"I don't know," I answered back in a hesitant voice.

She grabbed my hand as she said, "It's now or never!" And then she yanked me
out the door.

To be Continued ... ...

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