Beth s Erotic Adventures
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Mondays, ugh!
First day back, double ugh!
Walking back into school with my lady on my arm for the first time since Halloween, anything but ugh!
I picked up Beth Monday morning, all set to deliver her back to her friends. I'd even run the beatermobile through the carwash—the same wash I'd worked at—and cleaned out, err, up ... the inside. Just how long had that half a sandwich been under the seat?
"You excited to be back?" I asked her after we got in the car.
"Excited doesn't cover it, Tommy. God, I've missed seeing you every day, you and Cindy and Greg and, well, everybody!"
"Everybody? Including Adams?" I kidded her.
"Well, maybe not him. Or that snob Jason either, I guess, but just about everybody else."
We walked into the building and I thought half the school was waiting for us, well, for Beth anyway. Obviously the school's faster-than-light, underground messaging system must have been working overtime. Cindy ran up and hugged her oldest friend while Greg stood back with a big grin. Beth's mice were gathered around looking like a bunch of cheerleaders, all they'd need were pompoms and short skirts. I saw Jason and a couple of his goons standing against the back wall. I could almost see the smoke coming out of his ears at seeing the two of us together again. The nasty little creature that occupies a part of me—the part I try to keep locked up—was reveling in the look on his face. I'd probably pay for it later, but right now...
Eventually things quieted down and we were able to get to our lockers, drop our coats, and head for our classes. As we stopped outside Beth's homeroom I glanced around to make sure Adams wasn't going to bust us. Today was too special to put up with his mickey mouse. As I pulled Beth to me I saw a big grin. "Tommy, this is what I missed at the other school. Can you imagine being in a school with only girls?"
I grinned back at her. "You want to think about that before you threaten me with that particular briar patch?"
"Okay, wise ass. How about an all-boys school?"
"Augh! Not that! Anything but that!" I said as I pulled my lady close for a kiss.
"Oh, Tommy, I'm so happy to be back here. I just wish Gail..."
"Yeah, I know. I hope she keeps getting better."
"Well, she must be better if Kevin stayed where I think he did New Year's Eve."
"Yeah, I've got to talk to you about that. But after school, okay?" All I got in response was one of her cute little grins. My lady was back!
Lunch that first day was as if Beth had never been gone. Her remaining mice were at one end of our line of tables and my, what, rats?, were at the other, with all the couples in the middle. Something about Beth's tutelage must have been working—the solo ends seem to be shrinking, while there were more pairs in the middle. I saw a lot of grins when we walked in.
I just sat back and watched Beth surrounded by her mice as she talked about her months at the other school.
"I wouldn't want to go to an all-girls school! Then I wouldn't have any chance!" one of the girls wailed.
"I wouldn't mind!" one of my rats piped up.
I just chuckled.
After lunch I made a quick stop at the theatre. The audition notice for Fiorello! was on the bulletin board. Thursday afternoon was when I would find out if Greg had been kidding me last Fall or if my life as I knew it was over.
We were on our way home when I looked over at Beth. "Just how much have you told Gail about how the two of us met?"
"Oh, not too much, why?"
"When I asked Kevin about New Year's night he told me a story that reminded me of something—something about going to someone's room and being asked to stay. Snuggling up to him and dragging his hand onto her boob to make sure he wasn't going anywhere. Sound familiar?" I glanced over to see an interesting shade of pink touch Beth's cheeks.
"Umm. Maybe I told her more than I thought?" she said when I finished
"Gee, ya' think? Well, we know one thing."
"W-what's that?" My lady was trying to keep a straight face ... and failing miserably.
"Apparently Randahl men don't mind sharing a little bodily warmth."
OOOF!
It was Wednesday after school. I had gone over to the theatre building to get some stuff out of the light booth when I found my back slammed against the wall by two of Jason's goons.
"Randahl, you just don't take a hint, do you? Don't you realize she's too good for you?" J the Third was trying to look menacing. Well, either that or he was seriously constipated. Personally, I was thinking option two since almost everyone outside his elite mafia knew he was full of it.
I'd been feeling lousy all afternoon, my gut felt like it was on fire and having Jason hassle me wasn't helping. "Oh, I realize she's too good for me," I replied.
That wasn't the response he was expecting. "Then why are you still pestering her?"
"Jason, you seem to think I have some choice in the matter."
"What are you talking about? I know Beth broke up with you, but you just won't leave her alone." Obviously the elite grapevine wasn't as good as they thought.
"I don't have choice because Beth chose me, not the other way around."
"YOU'RE LYING!" Jason screamed as he started to hit me. It wasn't anything like a coordinated attack, more like he was just going ballistic. Either way, it HURT!
"What's going on here?!" I looked up and saw Mr. Franks had come around the corner just in time to see the attack.
It took Jason a second to realize he suddenly had a witness. "Oh, we were just fooling around," he said as he backed off. I didn't realize how much I was hurt until his two animals let go and backed away. I grabbed my stomach as I slid to the floor.
"Oh, just fooling around, huh?" Mr. Franks said as he knelt down next to me. "Tommy, are you okay?"
I sat up. "Y-yeah, I think so." Fuck that hurt!
"Jason, you and your ... friends get out of here. We'll talk about this later."
"C'mon, Tommy, let's see if the nurse is still here." He helped me stand up—or as up as I could get. Damn! I hurt all over, but my gut was screaming!
We got to the office just as the school's nurse was locking her door. "What happened to you?" she asked.
I just groaned. Talking was too painful. I was having enough trouble just taking a breath.
The nurse unlocked her office and had me get up on the exam table—an experience I wasn't sure I'd survive.
"How did this happen?" she demanded.
Before I could respond Mr. Franks looked at her. "It involved three other students. I'll handle it."
That got him a scowl from the nurse but no comment. She turned back to me. "Where does it hurt?"
"A-all over but mainly my gut," I managed to gasp. She started probing and hit paydirt to the right of my navel—the whole world exploded and I almost passed out.
"Have you had your appendix out?" I shook my head. "Looks like it'll be coming out now. I'm calling for an ambulance."
Mr. Franks looked at me as the nurse walked out. "Tommy, I'll call your folks, don't worry."
Just as he left the hallway door flew open and Beth charged in. "Tommy! What's wrong? Cindy said she saw Mr. Franks bring you in here!"
"Appendix ... Going to hosp-hospital."
"I'm going with you." Not an offer or a question just a statement of fact. I was certainly not in any position to argue.
The nurse came back in and said, "The EMTs are on the way." Then she saw Beth. "What are you doing in here, young lady?"
"I'm going to the hospital with Tommy." The nurse looked ready to argue but changed her mind when she saw Beth's face. There are certain things in this world that are forces of nature and the smart person doesn't try to fight them.
I must have zoned out for a while because the next thing I heard was, "Tommy? What are you doing here?" I looked up and saw Ron Quigley, my favorite EMT, looking down at me.
"Sensitivity around McBurney's point, probably his appendix," the nurse said.
"Okay. Tommy, looks like you're getting a ride," Ron said. He noticed Beth standing there. It took him a second to recognize her. "Ah, you're with him, right?"
Beth nodded and that settled that.
They loaded me on the gurney and rolled me out to the meat wagon. After they got me loaded Ron looked at Beth. "After you," he said with a flourish that earned him a huge grin from my lady. He looked like he'd been knighted. I knew the feeling.
Beth was sitting next to me as the ambulance started for the hospital. "Tommy, what happened? You seemed all right at lunch."
I wasn't in any mood to explain everything so I just looked up at her. "Later," I managed to croak out. She looked at Ron. "Is he going to be all right?"
"He should be. I don't think it's burst, but he's lucky he didn't wait any longer."
Beth was sitting there looking like she wanted to do something but had no idea what. I didn't think she was grinding her teeth, but I wouldn't have bet on it.
When we got to the hospital they wheeled me into the emergency room where a doctor was already waiting for me.
"Well, Thomas, I understand you've got some serious stomach pain." I just nodded. "Let's see what we can find," he said as he pressed on the spot marked "X" to the side of my navel. The pain exploded, it felt worse than when the nurse checked it earlier.
"We'll run a couple of tests, but in the meantime let's get you set up with some meds to take the edge off the pain." I liked this doctor! "Oh, and your fiancée is waiting to see you."
One of the nurses came in and started an IV. I don't know what they gave me, but the pain eased off so I could take a deep breath. Better living through chemistry, indeed!
Wait ... My fiancée?
"Oh, God, Tommy! Are you all right? What happened? I saw you in the nurse's office and flashed back to that day with Gail!" Beth was shaking and close to tears.
"Hey, I'm going to be all right. They think it's my appendix. It looks like I'll get it pulled tomorrow."
"But I heard you ran into Jason! Did he do that?"
"Um, I don't think getting punched causes appendicitis."
"No, I mean your eye!" My eye?
Beth grabbed a mirror off the table and held it up so I could see my face. Whoa! That little slug must have hit me harder than I thought. My left eye was already turning black and blue. What my gut looked like I didn't want to consider.
"Oh, I didn't know about that. Jason and a couple of his hench-critters caught me outside the theatre and were working me over. He just went nuts when I told him I wasn't bothering you, that you chose me!
"I don't know what would have happened if Mr. Franks hadn't walked in."
"If I ever see that little rat-bastard I'm going to kill him!" Beth was in full Valkyrie mode and I almost felt sorry for Jason. Almost.
"By the way," I said as I looked up at her, "I'm not complaining or anything, but these drugs must really be something. When did you become my fiancée?"
"Oh, Tommy! I didn't, I mean it was just that, oh shit! I told them that so I could see you right away. Please don't be mad!"
"Beth, Beth, I'd only be mad if you'd say 'no.'"
"Tommy. How are you doing?" I opened my eye to see Mom and Dad looking down at me.
I must have drifted off. Beth wasn't in the room.
"Okay, I guess. It doesn't hurt as much as it did."
"That could have something to do with the meds you're getting. We talked to the doctor and they're going to take your appendix out tomorrow.
"By the way, I've never heard of appendicitis causing a black eye." Dad had a funny little glint in his eye.
"Um, well, I guess the two are sort of connected."
"Were you fighting?" my mother asked.
"Nope. I was getting beat up."
"Who did this to you?" she demanded.
"Can we talk about this later? Please?"
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It was snowing when I got up Monday morning just like the ten o'clock news said it would. I'd set my alarm ahead a few minutes since I knew getting to school would be a hassle. I was just pulling my jacket on dreading the thought of cleaning off my car when the phone rang. "Tommy, why don't I drive today? I'll use the Jeep, it'll work better in this mess." Beth was thinking ahead, obviously. "Okay, I'll be waiting at the end of the driveway on the top of Mount Snow Plow." Beth...
After I left robin I went back next door and found beth anxiously waiting in the kitchen eager to know how it had gone.My broad smile told her everything, she came to me and threw her arms around me, pressing herself tightly against me."Oh thank you, this is going to be the best thing ever!" She was like a giddy school girl so excited and wouldn't stop asking questions about robin and our recent conversation, it was all fine and he would be here at 8.The next hour actually went quite fast! Beth...
There's something about coming back to school that first day, especially after the Christmas/New Year break that's even tougher than most. Beth was as down as I was as she dragged herself out of the house, plopped down in the car. "Do we have to do this?" Not a good sign from someone who normally enjoys school, who thinks homework was just another challenging game. If my princess wasn't ready for today, what chance did I have? "Yeah, unfortunately, we do, but look at the bright...
2 weeks had past since I revealed beths pic's to an all too eager robin. It had been more difficult at first to 'pluck up the courage' to show him those initial photos but all had gone much better than imagined.Robin, despite being a perfect gentleman outwardly, hid a dark secret, he was the original dirty old man!As I said it was difficult at first.Yes I got to talk to him alone and yes we did talk about the opposite sex, I learned early on that he, like myself, was a fan of bbws or the...
Continued from Part 2 CHAPTER 25 - Calling SylviaI felt grubby, so I went and had a shower. The hot water washed away some sadness about my Daddy as well as the dirt. But I still worried that I scared him off. Ah well, what's done is done, and I have to go on. I dried myself, put on a bit of makeup (not sure why) and padded back to the bedroom to get dressed.I saw Sylvia's number and paused a moment, then turned to my dresser to pick out clothes. I checked the weather on my phone and saw it...
IncestBeth and Sissy Copyright CassandraToday 2016 Beth stood up and walked from the bed to the far side of the room, over to the ... what is it? thought Sissy; it looks like a St Andrew's Cross lying on its back, with supports underneath to hold it at tabletop height. Beth turned, smiled at Sissy, and crooked her finger in an unmistakeable "come here" gesture. So enthusiastic at first, Sissy was now hesitant, as it sank in that this would be reality, not fantasy. She rose and started...
"Mr. Randahl, do the arts contribute to society or are they a drain on resources needed elsewhere?" It was Monday morning and Grossfeldt was in his usual mode—hassle the troops and see what comes of it. If he thought he was going to get a yes or no answer from me ... well, by now he should have known better. "That's a pretty loaded question, sir. They are a drain on resources if you consider the money used to support museums and institutions like this one could be used for things like...
It had been a fun summer. Jason's sixteen year old niece, Beth, was staying with him for the summer while her parents were in Europe. Somehow, soon after she arrived, they became lovers. As the summer progressed, Beth made new friend, Jamie. Jamie was over two years older than Beth, and she was just as attractive. While she was staying overnight one evening, they all became intimate.Jason had developed a growing attraction to Jamie. He felt that he might be falling in love for the first time in...
IncestThe following Monday it was back to the grind. We both spent a lot of time explaining to people where we got the tans—let's face it, I don't care how much sunscreen you use, a week in the Caribbean is going to leave you a golden brown—and your friends slightly green. Greg caught me after last period Monday afternoon, "So what are you two doing for the Prom?" Prom? OH, SHIT! Something had been rooting around in the back of my head for a couple of weeks and it just kicked me—big time—I...
After school we had our first read-through for the show. It turned out my part wasn't as big as I'd feared and there were only three songs I'd be doing—all chorus parts with the other guys. All three were parodies on the political and legal system of the time in New York City. I'd been in a couple of shows before, but just in speaking parts, no singing. As rehearsals went on I discovered that I could SING! Well, sort of. I knew I'd never be as good as Beth and maybe it was just the kind...
It was Monday morning and I was waiting in line to register for school. I had my list of classes and the biggest check I'd ever written. I looked over my schedule: Drawing I, 2D Design, Color Theory, Survey of Western Art I, and English Composition. I got a funny feeling I was going to be a busy boy in a few weeks. When I got home Beth was looking at my schedule. "Tommy, are you superstitious?" "Not particularly, why?" "Because your Drawing instructor is a Mr. Adams." I looked over...
Beth excused herself and went to the bathroom, where she cleaned up and returned. She had taken the time to fix herself up, straightening out her sweater, refastening her bra, and pulling her skirt back into place. I started to get up, but she knelt beside me for a briefly and whispered in my ear, “You’re not done yet.” Her breath smelled of mouthwash.I turned over on my back, wearing only my shirt, my cock at half- staff. She smiled as she cradled my head in her right arm. “I’m not done yet,”...
When I got home from school Monday afternoon Greg was waiting for me. "Are you guys free tonight?" "Sure. At least I think so but let me check with Beth first. What's up?" "We'd like to take you out for dinner." "I'll let you know as soon as Beth gets home." I could have called her, but we'd both agreed not to bother each other during school. Nothing worse than having your phone go off during a class. Once I got settled, my first job was to run Gail's special picture through...
"Gail?!" Kevin's girlfriend looked startled when I answered the door. Beth looked up, saw the expression on the younger girl's face, jumped up and bumped me out of the way to let her in. "Gail, what are you doing here? I thought your family moved to California." At the mention of her family the girl flinched. What was going on here? I looked at the wet, miserable-looking waif dripping all over our entryway. "Gail, are you here with your parents?" I asked. As I spoke she ducked...
"Mr. Randahl, I'd like to speak to you." Oh, shit. What did Adams think I'd done now? "Yes, sir?" "In my office, Mr. Randahl." Oops, this was serious. Once in Adams' office, he sat down behind his desk and just stared at me. He was trying to psych me out, but I'd been through this enough times to be able to just stand there and stare back at him. Eventually he must have realized intimidation wasn't working. "Mr. Randahl, I thought I'd warned you about your behavior but you...
When I woke up I noticed Beth was already up but I didn't find her in our place. I stuck my nose outside long enough to grab the Saturday paper; stepping back into the entrance I heard whispering and a few sniffles from upstairs. I'd learned in the last two years that girls cried for a lot of different reasons, not all of them sad. What I heard from the top of the stairs sounded like the "I'm sorry" sort. I was sitting at the kitchen table just finishing the editorial and comic pages of...