Stitch And Bitch Club
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There was a fairly large crowd of kids outside of the school when Jeanne, Jill, and I arrived on Monday morning. They seemed oblivious to the threatening clouds overhead. Instead, they did their best to pretend to be involved in conversations. It became obvious from the sidelong looks we got as we walked toward the steps, though, that they were all there for the same reason. Word of the Lebo-Sterling incident had evidently gotten around, and cats have nothing on high school kids when it comes to curiosity.
It was a very surreal experience for me. I wanted so badly to start tossing off all the lines I'd saved up all weekend. I know I look bad, but you should have seen the coffee table. Yes it hurts, but only when I smile... or frown... or sneeze... or raise this eyebrow here. But joking had a problem, a problem named Jill. She had spent virtually the entire weekend in hibernation. Emotionally she just didn't seem to be there.
Obviously, there were still too many reminders around of what she thought of as her fault. Dad had the damage to the house fixed by Saturday night, but my face was going to look like this for a while. And Jill had only visited Dave briefly on Sunday, leaving Jeanne and I in the room with him while she went to look for a soda. The one time I tried to joke about it, she had burst into tears, and Jeanne had rather forcefully suggested that I spend some time in my room. The only good sign came when she accepted Jeanne's offer to ride to school with us. But she never said a word the entire trip.
As we approached the steps, Tanya stepped out of one of the small knots of people. I smiled at her and she smiled at me. Then she walked right past me to put her arm around Jill.
"Come on, honey," she said softly. "Let's leave Trick with his little groupies."
She got a soft laugh from Jill, although I didn't think it was all that funny. Certainly not as good as anything I'd come up with. But it was exactly what Jill needed. As I watched Tanya lead Jill to another entrance, all of my excellent material went right out of my mind. I walked up the steps in a daze, hearing competing shouts of "way to go, Trickster" and "fuckin' cheater." They both kind of just bounced right off, although "cheater" seemed a little harsh. What was I supposed to do, strap on the boxing gloves? The asshole broke into my house to attack my sister.
The teacher network must have been in action as well, because nobody thought it odd that I appeared to have had an accident with a lawnmower. I was just another face in Mr. Smithson's homeroom, neither more nor less attractive than when I'd been there on Friday morning. As I sat in Mr. Kennedy's class, I could feel the hostile looks from Jesse Trasker and Brian Hughes but Mr. Kennedy just started writing the new homework assignment on the board.
"You know you ruined Andy's college chances, don't you?" Jesse hissed from his seat in the back row.
I whipped around to stare at him.
"I think Andy did that when he kicked the front door of our house down," I said.
He looked stunned. Evidently he'd gotten a different version of events. That would explain the "fuckin' cheater" line as well.
The rest of my teachers pretty much ignored me just like Mr. Smithson and Mr. Kennedy had. Although it did seem to me that Mrs. Palmer had a small smile on her face when she discussed our next assignment, a paper to be titled "Obsession," due the day we were back after spring break.
"You can write about Mr. Melville and his character Ahab," she said, "or you can write about anything else you choose. If you have an obsession, write about that. If you know someone with an obsession, interview that person and write about him or her. As long as it isn't fiction, and isn't about perfume, Lisa Carlson, you'll be fine."
My classmates had no qualms about openly staring. To be honest, I would have stared too, if it had been somebody else. It looked worse today than it had over the weekend, as the bruising had deepened and highlighted the puffy scratches. And it really did hurt to smile. But I managed. Cammie Rowe smiled at me in Astronomy, and I smiled back. Tanya smiled at me in Religion and I smiled back. When I answered a loudspeaker summons to report to the office after fifth period, Rachel Carter smiled at me. It was a smile, though, that didn't replace the apprehensive look on her face as much as it was superimposed on it.
I smiled back at her, too.
"Coach Torianni wants to see you, Trick," she said.
"So how come you didn't order me to report to the gym?" I leered at her. It was probably a really, really ugly look.
"Because I wanted to see for myself whether or not I should be avoiding you in the hallways from now on," she shot back. "Like the Phantom of the Opera."
"And?"
"Maybe for a week," she grinned. "Then you might actually look better."
"That's what everybody's been saying," I shook my head. "I didn't think I had that much room for improvement."
She stuck her tongue out at me, and I left to see Coach. He gave me a long look, and asked me if I felt like pitching in the practice game that afternoon. That was assuming that we didn't get the rain that the weatherman was calling for. I readily agreed. Nobody had told me I couldn't pitch, although it was true that I hadn't asked.
I arrived at lunch about ten minutes late, grateful that Tanya had saved me a seat. We talked about the fight for all of five minutes. I spent the first three urging my friends to put out the real story about the fight, because I really didn't want anybody (by which I meant any big football types) thinking that I was the instigator. I spent the last two trying out my jokes, which were met with silence and disdain.
Coach ended up canceling practice entirely, so I drove Jeanne, Jill, and Tanya over to the hospital to see how Dave's operation had gone. Jill reluctantly came in with us, but she cheered up a little when she saw Dave. He was grinning from ear to ear, only part of which could be explained by the blonde college student holding his hand.
"You don't mind if I steal your girlfriend, do ya, little brother?" he asked as I entered the room.
"Of course he doesn't," Tanya answered for me before I could draw breath.
"You taking her dancing this weekend?" I asked. Jeanne and Tanya each found an arm to whack, and Liane good-naturedly threw a box of Kleenex at me.
"Soon," Liane said, smiling down at Dave.
"They think they can repair the damage from my injury," he said. "Cool, huh?"
"Really?" Jill asked breathlessly.
"I may even be able to play football again," he said. He gave me a quick look, as if to tell me privately that the answer to "really?" was "no."
"So that's what you're so happy about," I nodded.
A half hour later, Dave was starting to tire, and we all left happier than when we'd arrived.
By Tuesday morning, there were a few less epithets as I entered school. My story was probably more believable than Andy's and my friends were doing a good job getting it out there. Not everybody was satisfied, though. I was once again summoned to the office after fifth period, and this time Pete Peterson led me into his office to meet an officer of the law.
"Trick, this is Detective Hickson."
We shook hands, and the detective invited me to have a seat. Pete slipped out of the office and closed the door behind him, and Detective Hickson informed me that Andy's parents had filed a criminal complaint against me for assault with a deadly weapon.
"It was a frickin' baseball!" I blurted out.
"Son, I understand that you have a side of the story," he held up his hand. "And I want to hear it. But not here, not now. Can we meet tomorrow after school, at the station house?"
"Are you serious?" I was almost yelling. "That asshole —"
"Shut up, son," he said sternly. "Tomorrow. After school. You might want to bring a lawyer."
A lawyer?
I was still there, frozen in my seat, when he left. I only knew one lawyer, so when I was finished with baseball practice that afternoon, I told Jeanne and Jill, who were waiting outside the locker room, that I needed to stop by the public library.
"Why are you guys here, anyway?" I asked.
"Tryouts," Jeanne smiled.
"Cool," I grinned. "What are you going out for?"
"The musical."
"The what?"
"The Sound of Music. It's this year's musical."
"And you, um, sing?" I ventured.
My car suddenly held two silent women. I glanced over at Jeanne, who was sitting with her arms crossed, looking straight ahead. I guess I should have known that she sang. They both waited in the car while I hustled into the library, where I once again found Mrs. Parsons.
"What, do you live here?" I asked her with good humor as I approached the circulation desk where she was talking to Lynn.
"Oh my God, Trick!" Lynn yelped.
"You look different, young man," Mrs. Parsons said. "Those all look superficial, Miss Edwards, except for the one on his cheek. He'll have a little scar there. Although it actually might —"
"Don't say it, lady," I warned her.
"What happened?" Lynn asked breathlessly.
"I won a fight," I said. "Now I need a lawyer. Do you, um..."
She immediately reached beneath her desk and pulled out a cell phone out of her purse. Flipping it open, she hit the number "1" and handed it to me.
"Number one," I said suggestively. "Somebody's got a —"
"Hey," the voice on the phone interrupted my teasing. "How's that cute little ass feeling now? Still sore?"
I paused, not quite sure how to answer that.
"Honey?" he asked. "Are you okay?"
I cleared my throat.
"I'm fine," I said as I looked around the desk at Lynn Edwards' cute little butt, dressed in an attractive short skirt and parked in her severe librarian chair. "Thank you for asking, sir. And that other matter you mentioned appears to be fine as well."
Bob Hastings started to chuckle and Mrs. Parsons burst into laughter.
"You do realize," I asked Lynn as I held the phone out of reach of her attempt to grab it, "that your number shows up on his phone, don't you? No you can't have it back. I'm the one with a problem. You're just embarrassed."
"What's the problem, Patrick?" Mr. Hastings asked. I wandered off with the phone and explained what had happened, and he agreed to meet me during ninth period and accompany me to the police station. When I returned to the circulation desk, Lynn snatched the phone out of my hand.
"You already hung up!" she protested after flipping it open.
"I was done talking," I smiled at the two women. "See ya."
"Have a nice evening young man," Mrs. Parsons said. Lynn was too busy waiting for her phone call to be answered.
I was getting the silent treatment that evening at dinner, as well, so I knocked on Jeanne's door after I'd done the dishes. She grudgingly told me to come in, and I found Jeanne at her desk and Jill on Jeanne's bed, both of them doing their homework in companionable silence. I sat down on the bed next to Jill and put a hand on her calf.
"Look, about this afternoon," I looked at Jeanne.
"If you'd come to just one of the shows last year like I asked you to," Jeanne started crying. "Like I practically begged you to. Or even of my chorus concerts."
"Jeanne, I —"
"Get out," she screamed. "Just get, out Trick."
I left and was sitting in my room for no more than five minutes when I looked up to see Jeanne standing in the open doorway, a puzzled look on her face.
"Jill says you've lost your memory," she said cautiously.
"Seriously? She said that?"
I don't know which was more startling, that Jill had finally spoken or that she'd reached that conclusion on her own.
Jeanne was just staring at me, so I finally just nodded.
"It's true," I exhaled.
"It sounds like bullshit. She says you don't remember any of the girls you dated, and that you were trying to pump her for information."
Wow! Jill had garnered all that from our game of Truth or Dare.
"Is she all right?" I asked.
"No," she looked back down the hall and then came in and shut the door behind her. "But before we can deal with her, we have to get this straight. How did you lose your memory?"
"I have no idea."
"When did it — oh my God, Christmas. It was at Christmas, right?"
I nodded.
"So what, you like, hit your head or something?"
"Honestly, Jeanne, I don't know"
"What do you remember?"
She sat down on the bed next to me.
I told her about Christmas, 2003, about the presents I'd purchased, about Cammie Rowe and kissing and hot chocolate. She listened in a state of detached disbelief. But then I told her about waking up Christmas morning, about my room, about my body. And finally I told her about surfing the net and finding Mom's obituary. By the time I was done we were both hugging and crying.
"Did you tell Tanya this?" she asked as we dried our tears.
"Yeah, a little. I was trying to explain about the whole birthday thing. I'm not sure she believed it, though."
"I know she didn't. Not completely, anyway. She asked me last week if you had been acting strange the past couple of months."
"Which I have," I said ruefully.
"That's what I told her. So why didn't you tell me about it?"
"Would you have believed me?" I asked her.
"Maybe," she said after a pause.
"I think you mean 'no, '" I smiled.
"Maybe not 'til I talked to Jill. But you're different. You're just a different person than you were before Christmas. The guy who got me the gift certificate, I knew him. The guy who spent last Christmas with Sheila instead of us, I knew him, too. I didn't like him much, but I knew him. The guy who was wearing the shirt I gave him, the guy who put on my scarf and hat, the guy who offered to drive me to Aunt Ruth's — him I didn't know at all. But I liked him too much."
"Too much to what?"
"To ask him who he was," she started crying again. This time it was me joining her.
"Didn't you ever want to start filling in the gaps?" Jeanne asked after we had recovered once again. "Maybe it would all come back."
"I did at the beginning. Was I really that big of a jerk? How did I get to be that big of a jerk? But then when I realized that yeah, I was that big of a jerk, I thought that maybe I didn't really want to know more. When the last thing you remember is kissing Cammie Rowe, and the next time you see her she's giving you the finger, you kind of think that hey, maybe it's better just to start over."
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While pedaling the three miles to the Speaks Farm on Saturday mornings Malcolm was in his customary trance. It would be his fifth time to be tutored by Ms. Speaks in exchange for work in helping her rehabilitate her family farm. Once Malcolm’s juvenile faux pas had been lived down, she gave him the opportunity of being tutored by her in advanced calculus for free as long as he did legitimate work on the farm. For Malcolm being close to his dream teacher kept him aroused but that was it. While...
WTF…. I’m trying to get ready for a date, what’s wrong with you I’m naked!! I don’t like you dating that asshole, I thought we had something going… Johnny Love I told you, that was a one-time thing, that can’t happen again. Come on, just one more time. You can’t tell anyone…. ok? I promise, I pinky promise… Watch as my hot busty stepsis Kate Dee lets me play with her huge voluptuous melons again and twerks her booty up and down my...
xmoviesforyouWelcome one, welcome all! Where authors of all trades can write down their ideas, their works, and their ways with words for all to read. Authors are welcomed and are encouraged to contribute in this open and engaging stories. I'll lay down the foundations for starters, and maybe write down some chapters of my own. I hope that this would work well, in favor of learning more erotic scenes for me. While I do have a decent amount of experience in writing, correct use of Grammar is the chink in my...
Babs asked, "How could anyone, male or female, get so messed up in the head as to enjoy something like that? I will never understand it. Thanks for keeping me from making a complete fool of myself." I said, "I don't understand it either, but I think that a part of growing up is letting people live their own lives without feeling obligated to tell them how things should be done. Well, that's over and done with. Let's get back to the business at hand." We switched back to our previous...
There have been fantasies for hundreds of years about what can be done through hypnosis – especially erotic fantasies, especially of a man taking absolute control of the minds of dozens of young and nubile women. This is nonsense. And yet… The modern belief is that a person cannot be hypnotized into doing a thing which they would object to doing if not hypnotized. There are three problems with that, first is the possibility that someone could be gradually conditioned into doing a thing which...
Mae had worked for Mr. Sen for 3 years. She was a very good assistant and did her job well. Today Mr. Sen asked her if she could stay tonight and work for a few hours on a special project. Mae replied "Yes, Mr. Sen., you are the boss." As they were working that night Mae leaned over the desk to reach for a report and Mr. Sen could see down her blouse. He noticed she was not wearing a bra and she had great full breasts. He replied "Mae, are you not wearing a bra tonight?" She answered "NO sir, I...
My step mom Diane and I had not really gotten along very well, but as we were both very sad, mutual consolation had brought us much closer. It was probably 6 or seven months after the funeral when our relationship changed drastically. I had resumed my cross dressing habit. My weakness has always been pantyhose. For as early as I can remember (three years old), I have been sneaking hose out of the laundry and wearing them.Diane had the perfect closet to borrow from. She was 5'9”, 170lbs, and...
I always make it to work on time. I have a routine. Normally I hit the elevator by 7:15, but this day I was early as I stepped into the cab, the door began to close when suddenly a left hand slid into the crevice of the closing door and the doors sprang open. Her hair was a bit out of place, pulled back, blonde highlights but her graying roots were becoming. She apologized and stated something about having a bad day. The doors closed and began its trek up. First floor, second third fourth they...
Oral SexI awoke and glanced around with a growing sense of déjà vu. I was sitting at a campfire on a warm night with a sky filled with more stars than you’d think possible. No Thea, my deceased wife, this time though, but Oonagh was there, sitting opposite me, gazing around with a somewhat wild look in her eyes. “Relax Oonagh, it’s OK,” I spoke in a calm voice. “Where are we? How can this be OK as you put it? Are we dead? What’s happening?” the questions tumbled out of her mouth. “Where are we? I...
Escape challenge: the snowy ladder**********************************(c) 2009, by Aur?lie Catena & Jennie CostaAuthor's email: Aurelie(dot)Catena(at)gmail(dot)comIntroduction************This story is the result of an escapology challenge. Jennie sent me the description of a bondage predicament (sentences written at the 2nd person) and I had to described how I would escape from it (sentences written at the 1st person). Both types of sentence are interspersed, at least at the beginning.------ It is a...
Kinky lifestyle couple Whitney Wright and her man are planning out their next sexual adventure together. The stunning Whitney has some ideas after reading Abduction. A steamy chat between Tommy and her bring out ideas of a stranger invading her home while she is alone. Chasing her and taking her down as she screams for no and for him to stop. She will beg this stranger to let her go, but she truly desires more. He will tie her up and make her service him through pain and punishment. Slapping,...
xmoviesforyouAls ich alleine durch den Wald ging passierte es mir vor einiger Zeit (nicht zum ersten mal), dass ich mir wünschte den Wind, die Wärme der Sonne zu spüren. Ich sehnte mich nach dem Duft der Erde, nach weichem feuchtem Moos auf meiner Haut. (Dieses mal gab ich aber nach) Ich musste einfach den Weg verlassen. Zog mich aus. Genoss die Freiheit. Die warme Sonne, den kühlenden Wind, das rauschen der Fichten.... deleted
by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional story. Ashley and Arnold Metcalfe are a happily married couple in their mid thirties. Ashley, a housewife and Arnold in mid-management with a well known firm. Their lives have have been stable and they were happy sexually. Arnold knew his wife was suppressing her libido by being conservative when they made love. He wanted his wife happy and shed...
Shelley then went on to tell me how she started babysitting when she was only 13.The husband was about 25 very handsome and very charming.When he took Shelley home he would chat to her, and she doesn't know to this day, why she told him about the boy that was in the 6th form, that had offered her a fiver if he could get his hand down her knickers, and when she let him, he never gave her the fiver.He pulled over and said to Shelley "Always get the money up front" and with that he handed her a...
“In my last story, I shared how my smoking hot wife Vicki and I had a fantastic back door quickie in the kitchen, and then Ginny, the owner of DD’s Boutique, who was also smoking hot, came over for dinner, and for some fun in bed before our trip to the clubs.” Part 8: Lets get started… Time was ticking as I lay in bed admiring Ginny and my wife’s hot naked bodies. Vicki had just licked the last of my load off of Ginny’s lips, kissed her, and then got out of bed. Although they had already...
BisexualEventually, I went for my morning run, but my heart was not in it. All I could think about was Anna. What was wrong with me? It was unusual for me to be so infatuated with a woman. After my run, I made a simple breakfast and prepared to plan out the rest of my day. My spark was gone. I decided to rent a small boat and explore a nearby river. Everything was present that should have contributed to a great day. The sky was clear, there was a gentle breeze, and the trees and bushes were in...
The steak was delicious and the beer was fantastic. I was feeling it just a little, when we tossed the cardboard plates into the trash can. Hugo insisted on taking a wire brush to the grill while it was hot, so Helen and I took the salad bowl into the small apartment attached to the ranger's office to wash it. She said to me nervously, "You don't really have to sleep with us, you know." "I know that. Helen, I sense that you are the more dominant partner in your relationship with Hugo,...
Hi this is reema from chandigarh, i m a married, age 24. Wanted to share some of my best moments with you guys. Mujhe mere pati ko seduce karna bahut accha lagta hai isliye aksar main kuch aisi cheezein karti hu ki wo bus mujhe dekhkar itna zyada seduce ho jayein ki bus mujhe choote hi khada ho jaye. Waise mere husband ka lund 7′ inches ka or kaafi mota hai jiski wajah se mujhe bohut andar lene mein bahut pain bhi hota hai. Ek din jab hum movie dekhne gaye to usme heroine ne white colour ki...
Sunday morning I woke up with a raging hard-on. I lay half asleep with last night playing in my mind. I only had to stroke my penis a couple of time before I was cumming all over my belly. I always woke up with an erection but this was the first time in a long time I came so fast. Satisfied and with a smile on my face, I completed the morning ritual, shower and all the rest, before heading down to the kitchen. Mom wasn't there so I started the coffee maker and poured myself some cereal....