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I was eating breakfast the next morning when my parents came down.

"Aren't you going to be late for school?" Mom said.

"I'm going in late today. Mr. Tilling knows all about it. I have an appointment at 8:30."

"What kind of appointment?" Mom asked.

"I'm going to see a psychologist," I told them.

"I don't think so," Dad blurted out. "No Jenkins is going to see a psychologist."

"Then I'll just have to change my last name to Lipschitz, won't I?

"Don't get smart with me, young lady," Dad barked.

"Well, what do you want me to say? If I'm a Jenkins, then a Jenkins is going to see a psychologist. I need to do this," I asserted.

"I know this week has been a little hard on you, but we can work it out in the family," Dad said.

"No, we can't."

"Who are you going to see?" Mom asked.

"Ellie Kirkland."

Mom and Dad shot each other a look at that one. It was a rather alarmed look. "Listen, Missy, if you really feel the need to see a shrink," Mom said, "why don't you let us find you one?"

"Because this isn't about you, it's about me," I replied. "Besides which, what's wrong with Ellie Kirkland? She's very well regarded. I know that she's written books and everything."

"Yes, but those books are controversial," Dad claimed.

"We just think we could find you someone better, honey," Mom pitched in.

"Her ideas aren't widely accepted," Dad added. "I just think you'd be better off with someone more in tune with what our family is like. Ellie Kirkland's theories can screw up kids who aren't prepared for them."

You know what? I had sit here, and seen them go from screaming to cajoling in an instant. Me seeing a psychologist was horrible-until they found out who I was seeing, and then me seeing a psychologist wasn't quite so horrible-as long as it wasn't Ellie Kirkland. Cassie was right. I was being manipulated. And I was tired of it.

"You know Ellie Kirkland has a son, Mike, he's in my class," I said. Mom and Dad nodded. "I don't know Mike well, but I know him enough. Let me tell you about Mike Kirkland. He's a good student. He's the starting catcher on the baseball team, and he's good at it. He's got a large circle of friends, and they all adore him. Even outside his circle of friends, he's one of the best-liked kids in school. He's kind and decent. He's got a girlfriend, Lily Woodard, the pitcher--and those two have a relationship that's the envy of the whole school."

"You want to talk about Ellie Kirkland's theories. I see the result of them every day. If that is 'screwed up'-well, I should be praying to God every night to be that 'screwed up'."

My parents looked at me in shock.

"I'm going now, to my appointment. With Ellie Kirkland." And I got up, and that's just what I did.

Ellie was waiting for me when I got to her office, which was in her house. "Thank you for seeing me, Ms. Kirkland," I said.

"Please, call me Ellie. You go by Missy, right?" I nodded. "Good. Bob Tilling called me and gave me some background on you. I know about the incident last week, and I know The Program has been rough on you. But Bob thinks there's something more. That's why he wanted me to see you. Now, why did you agree to see me?"

I took a deep breath and said, "A lot of reasons. I'm confused and scared. I don't know who I am. I know who I was. Over the past week I realized I've come to hate that person. I don't want to be who I was anymore. But I don't know who I am now."

"Who were you?" she asked.

"The school bitch."

"Why?"

"Now that is a very complicated question," I sighed. "I don't know. Jealousy. Attention-getting. Armor."

"Armor?" she asked.

"It was easier to be bitchy than depressed."

"Ah," she said. "But now you're depressed, aren't you?" I nodded. "And I don't think the jealousy and the desire for attention have diminished, have they?" I nodded no. "Why?"

"Aren't you supposed to tell me that?" I laughed.

"It's easier if you figure it out on your own," she smiled.

I thought, and then I admitted it. And it was a huge admission for me to make. "Why? Because I feel... unlovable."

"Why do you feel that way?"

"Because nobody loves me. Nobody ever has."

"Well, Mr. Tilling told me about all that's gone on, and he told me about your conversation with Cassie. She forgave what you did, Missy. I think she probably loves you."

I smiled at that. "OK, you might be right. Of course, I almost destroyed that friendship, but you're right. We're still a little strained right now, but it's fixable."

"Good. There's one. What about your parents?"

"My parents don't love me," I asserted. "I'm a front. I'm a front for their marriage, which is littered with affairs, on both sides. I'm a front for their happy leaders-of-the-town lifestyle. I'm expected to be the dutiful daughter, and be a credit to the Jenkins name, and not embarrass them, and that's it. Love doesn't even factor into the equation."

Ellie sighed. "OK. I suspected that might be the problem. Look, what I'm about to say is probably very unprofessional of me, but I know your parents. Everyone in town does. If they treat you like they treat other people, I'm not surprised you have a problem with them." I looked at her in shock. You mean, somebody in this town got it? She smiled. "I don't know if you know this or not, but your father hates my guts."

I cracked up laughing. "Oh, you should've seen him this morning. It was bad enough that a Jenkins actually stooped to seeing a shrink. But when he found out it was you? The veins in his temple started to throb. Oh, they were not happy. Dad told me your theories are controversial, and you screw kids up."

"What did you say to that?"

"I told them that if your son was any evidence, I'd like to be that screwed up."

She smiled at me. "That might be one of the nicest compliments I've ever gotten. Thank you."

"You're welcome," I beamed. "But it's true. I could scour Westport High in vain to find anyone that doesn't like Mike. Even I like him. And I don't like anybody."

"I think, deep down, you like more people than you realize. It's just that your treatment of them hasn't always borne that out. You like Cassie."

"Yeah, I do."

"And, Mr. Tilling told me to ask you about David."

I looked up with a start. "David?"

"Mr. Tilling thinks that it's important that you talk to me about David. Now, I don't know why. So you have to tell me."

"David's my program partner. He's the one who took me to the nurse when I was assaulted. He also got in between me and another guy on Wednesday and got a black eye for his trouble. This is a guy who hated me and, on Monday, told Mr. Tilling he didn't want to have anything to do with supporting me. But, as soon as I got in real trouble, there he was. He hasn't left." I took a deep breath. "And I have never felt about another guy the way I feel about him. I don't know what it is, but it's almost overwhelming."

"Is it just gratitude?"

"No," I said. "Sure, that's there, but that's not all it is." I grinned. "I repaid him for his services, anyhow. I gave him a handjob on his couch Wednesday."

She cracked up laughing at that. "Has anything else happened?" I told her about him repaying the handjob yesterday morning, the picture, him asking me out, and the kiss yesterday afternoon.

"You posed in art class? That took a lot of guts."

"Hey, they wanted to draw a fat girl. So I let them."

She glared at me. "You obviously liked Natalie's drawing of you." I nodded. "Did Natalie draw a 'fat girl'?"

"No," I admitted. "She didn't draw a skinny girl, but she didn't draw a fat girl."

"Yet, she drew you."

"Artistic license," I laughed.

"I know Natalie Weinberg's drawings, so don't try to pull that on me," she scolded. "Natalie draws what is."

I thought about that for a minute, and said, "It took my breath away. I looked like a goddess. OK, a slightly rounded goddess. Not fat, but slightly rounded. But a goddess nonetheless." I took a breath. "That picture is hanging on Dave's wall-if it's not now, it will be soon, Nat's mounting it for him. But he's putting that picture on his wall. That scares the living shit out of me."

"You like Dave," she said simply. It wasn't a question. I just nodded. "Why does that scare you?"

"Because I don't know how he feels. He hated me four days ago. How can that change so quickly?"

"Because you have? Missy, if he hated you, he wouldn't be hanging a sultry nude drawing of you on his wall. Especially one done while you were thinking of him. He wouldn't have asked you out. He wouldn't have kissed you. Helping you out when you were in trouble? Yeah, he wouldn't have had to like you to do that, he would've just had to be a nice guy. But the rest? You only do that stuff to and for and about people you like."

"I guess I'm afraid he won't like me when he finds out what I'm really like."

"We started this conversation with you telling me you didn't know who you were. So why do you assume the bitchy Melissa is what you're really like? It's not. It's, like you said, armor, a defense mechanism. Do you really want to be that person anymore?"

"No," I said.

"Then don't. Melissa, you need to cultivate relationships. You need to figure out who cares about you, and that's where you direct your energies. Cassie cares about you. David does, too. Start there. Figure out why they care about you. There's a reason. And you know what it is-they see through all the crap. David's seen the real Missy all week, because having the bad experience you've had in The Program wore your defense mechanisms down. Cassie's been your friend for years, so she's seen the real Missy, too. Look for validation in people who reaffirm the good things about Missy. And those that don't, avoid them. Or, if you can't avoid them, ignore them." She was talking about my parents, and we both knew it.

"You know why your father hates me?" she said. I nodded no. "Because one of my big theories is that adolescents have rights, even when those rights conflict with the desires and wishes of their parents. Now, this is very contrary to the pro-parental-rights movement that's flared up in this country the past few years. But I've seen too many damaged kids in this office, and by far most were damaged by parents. If you were being abused, I could get you out of that house. But you're not."

"No, I'm not, and sometimes I feel like a big fat crybaby," I admitted. "I could have it worse."

"Yes, you could, but you're not a crybaby. Everybody deserves to be loved, Missy. You're not unlovable. It might just be that your parents are incapable of love, did you ever think of that?"

When I left Ellie's office, I had a lot to think about. And she told me I could come see her anytime. I think I might take her up on that.

I got back to school, undressed-alone, for a change--and went to Mr. Tilling's office. It was about 10 minutes before the end of second period, so he told me to just wait for the bell and go to third period. With 10 minutes to kill, I did something very impulsive.

I went to the school nurse and got the birth control shot.

I'd never even thought of doing that before! And I wasn't quite sure why I was doing it now! Was I going to try to get David into bed?

Well, maybe.

Anyhow, I got the shot, and then put it out of my mind. At least I didn't have to worry if I did decide to get David into bed. Of course, now I didn't have an excuse to chicken out, either. I just couldn't stop thinking about his hand between my leg yesterday.

Anyway, since I missed the beginning of school, and second period, I didn't see David before lunch.

"Hey," he said as I plopped into the seat across from him. "How'd your appointment go?"

"Good. Very good. She gave me a lot to think about that I kind of have to sift through, but it was good."

"That's good. Uhm, are we still on for tonight?" He looked so worried! What, did he think I was going to see Ellie, revert to bitchy Missy, and cancel the date? I must admit, though, it was flattering how worried he looked!

"Of course we're still on for tonight!" I said. He gave me a relieved smile. "Look, can I ask you a question? How do you feel about me?"

He looked at me intently, and sighed. Then he said, "Well, you know I didn't think much of you before this week. But, I don't know. Maybe I'm wondering if that wasn't really you. Or something. This is hard to explain. But the Missy I've seen this week-well, I like you. A lot. I don't know much beyond that, but I like you. I wouldn't have asked you out if I didn't."

"Thank you," I grinned at him. "I like you too, you know. And I'm sorry for baiting you, but I really needed to hear you say that right now."

"Good, then I'm glad I said it," he grinned back. Just then, the gang joined us.

"How'd it go with Ellie Kirkland?" Cassie asked.

"Good. Very good," I told her.

"I'm glad. Listen, if you weren't doing anything tonight, maybe we could get together?" Oh, no, why tonight? I really wanted to repair my relationship with her, and I wanted to get together, but not tonight! "And, I was thinking, maybe Frankie could join us. And Dave, if he wanted to. We could all go do something."

I almost laughed, but managed not to. "Actually, Dave and I have a date tonight," I grinned.

"Why, did you want to double?" Dave asked.

Cassie burst out laughing. "Frankie, we're too slow on the ball, it seems. No, this is your first date, right?" I nodded. "Nope, we'll find something else to do. You two go out, have a good time, we'll double some other time."

Frankie was grinning from ear to ear. "Some matchmakers we are, huh? The intended targets beat us to the punch!"

That's when it dawned on me-and Dave, too, as we looked at each other and started laughing. "You guys were trying to set us up?" I laughed.

"Yeah," Cassie said. "We didn't know what was going on yesterday, and with all that talk of payback and other crap, we didn't know if you two were actually going to get together on your own or not. So, we decided to give you two a push. Not knowing that it wasn't needed," she grinned.

"No, it wasn't," I giggled. "But thank you. It was a very sweet thought."

"You're welcome," she smiled.

Dammit. Ellie Kirkland was right. She was so right.

I had to do something. I couldn't say it, not now. I'd never be able to get it out. So, I wrote it. After Cassie left the lunch table, I grabbed a piece of paper, and wrote her a little note. On the way to biology, I slipped it in her locker, knowing she stopped there after the next period. It said:

Cass,

Thank you for being my friend, even after all the shit I've pulled. It means more to me than you'll ever know, especially right now. I love you. Missy

After Bio, I walked past her locker. Not close enough for her to see me, but I could see her. I saw her reading it. She was crying. And I got out of there before I started.

Chapter Twenty - David

She seemed different, somehow, when I saw her at lunch. More at peace, yet more apprehensive at the same time, if that's possible. But when I told her that I liked her, a lot of the apprehension went away.

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Introduction: A five part story of a young woman growing up in a BDSM family In Chapter 03 Missy talks about Summer Camp. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18...

Missy Gets a Real Man

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, past or present, is completely coincidental. * Missy had a reputation. She didn’t really care though. She’d never cared much for what other people thought of her. Even though she knew those old busybodies at the ladies quilting circle weren’t the only ones who gossiped about her. She’d never cared much for ‘ladies’ either. She lived in a moderately sized town with a population of about ten thousand or so. The neighborhood she lived...

Missy Takes The DP Double Penetration

Missy was becoming a totally hot erotic sexual young woman with her new lover, her brother and his girlfriend. She'd just finished having a totally hot sex session with her brother's girlfriend, Amy, and when she orgasmed, Missy had passed out from an overwhelming climax. After she'd regained her strength from the first 69 session, her brother, Mike, and her boyfriend, Ron, came over and Missy began to play with both of them. She first took her boyfriend, Ron, in front of her and he began...

Missy Likes It Chapter 03 of 05

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...

Missy Brother and Dad double incest

My name is Sean, I got stuck helping out at a Prom for girls and boys. My sister Missy was inside dancing, and I was checking out all the young girls. They were all so hot looking in their fancy gowns. I sat with my dad outside who was drunk. Dad started telling me about how I ought to get me a girl. He went on and on how hot they were. Finally he leaned over in his whiskey breath and said: “Your sister is hot son. I’m gonna tell ya someth‘in, and you must promise never to tell anyone...

Missy Likes It Chapter 01 of 05

Introduction: A five part story of a young woman growing up in a BDSM family Chapter 01 goes back to the beginning of her urges and needs WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are...

Andersonville 12 The Day Linda Anderson Came To Town

I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...

Missy Day Thirteen The BBQ

The picnic table we had out back was covered in a traditional red and white tablecloth, the square corners ruffling with the slight breeze. I giggled quietly, and watched Mommy straighten each dish that was out there just so as Daddy snuck his hand onto her ass to cop a feel. She shooed him away and adjusted another dish, grinning up at him. Daddy smiled and walked back to one of the chairs on the deck under one of the big umbrellas we had and sat down, reaching for the beer he’d left on the...

David and Amanda

David and I had met in college, he was 4 years older than me, and an ex jock. I must admit back in high school I didn't think much of jocks, all the ones that flirted with me in classes were idiots, but David was different, he was not only handsome, being an even 6ft with brown eyes, dark brown hair, and a constant 5 o clock shadow, he was also smart and someone I could talk endlessly too about anything it seemed like. He also LOVED to tease me, that was his thing, to gross me out and tick me...

Missy and the Sissies

Missy and the Sissies By Cassandra Morgan The trouble with band meetings, of course, is that Larissa does all the talking. I guess she thinks she's entitled. She's the face. She's the voice. She's the showman that all the little pimply faced nerds come to see. That is, those few who do come to see. We're a bloody failure, if you want to know the truth. If you've heard of Larissa and the Knights, you're in a pretty small crowd. If you've downloaded one of our songs, then we...

Missy Day Twelve

“Rise and shine Missy girl!” I blinked my eyes open, my lids gritty from the deep sleep. I took a deep breath and felt it ache throughout my whole body. I must have made some kind of noise of pain. “Aw poor baby, are you sore Missy?” Mommy asked, leaning down to run her hand over my messy auburn hair. I opened my mouth to tell her yes and found found my throat raw and my mouth dry. “Here Missy, take these with some water,” she placed two pain pills in my mouth and held a straw up to my...

Missy Day Eleven

“And then he just fucked me right out there on the lawn Mommy!” I said excitedly, replaying my evening at Grandma and Grandpa’s the next morning. “Mmhmm, that sounds very hot,” Mommy said distracted by whatever was playing on the television. “Keep suckling baby, we have to get you to school soon.” Mommy moved her teat back into my mouth for me to suck on. I got comfortable and nursed for a few minutes before letting go of her nipple once more. She sighed and looked down at me. “It was so...

Missy Day Ten

School was boring and uneventful that Wednesday. I sat in English class listening to my teacher ramble on about the differences between two types of poems. Talk about boring. I squirmed in my seat. It seemed the more sex I got, the more I wanted. Every stray thought I had now always ended up back to sex and when I was bored, boy did my mind run rampant. I reached down to scratch an itch on my bare knee. Sitting down at our little desks made my school uniform skirt reach the middle of my...

Missy and Jeffery

Missy stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. She turned slightly from side to side admiring the shape of her naked ass. Her tight shirt hugged her slender waist and accented the curve of her smooth booty. Half way across the small cheeks of her ass the color changed from coffee brown to creamy light latte. She couldn’t decide if she liked the tan lines left from her bikini but when would she ever be able to lay out naked with her father and brother watching her constantly? Steam lifted in...

Missy Comes Home Early

Missy sat in class thinking of how Jeffery had acted and what he had done. She absolutely couldn’t believe he had cum by just touching her. He made her so angry! She wanted to slap him, right in the face! Stand in front of him like a drill sergeant and scream at him like she had heard her father do to his men. The thoughts of Jeffery cowering and pouting while she screamed at him made her face burn. Her fingers crept closer to her crotch. Heat burned there between her legs. She could feel the...

Missy naughty slutty schoolgirl

Once more the adventures of Missy and her cumslut slave Trisha ...Enjoy --please leave comments Four weeks since we last met --- four long weeks since my last hot creampie ( both holes )--- but tonight will put that all right again --- Mister is in town and we are going to party hard -- 2 nights we have together as i have "a girlies weekend away " I turn up at the Hotel with the "special" clothes that Mister wanted me to bring .As always we meet in the bar --Fantastic welcoming kiss -- and a...

Missy Day Eight

I woke up in my own bed the next morning, my mouth dry and thirsty. I stretched and went into the bathroom for my morning pee. As I wiped myself I winced, my pussy was sore and hurting from the all day fuckathon Daddy had treated me to. Did Mommy really love fucking dogs? I shrugged and started brushing my teeth. The bathroom door opened and I jumped, startled by the sudden noise. Daddy walked in, scratching his tight stomach, bare chested in his boxers. I could see his hard cock peaking up...

Missy Likes It Chapter 01 of 05

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...

Missy Day Fourteen

I woke the day after the barbecue and immediately groaned. My whole body hurt, again. I carefully stretched it, enjoying the feel of the silky sheets against my skin. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, 11:37am. I had certainly slept in, but it wasn’t surprising considering I went to bed so late. And oh what a day it was. The party had been unlike anything I had experienced. My young mind struggled to catch up to everything that had happened. I sat up in bed gingerly and took...

Missy Day Thirteen

I woke up with a grin on Saturday morning, my whole body stretched and twisted. I had slept so well, my body sated from Daddy’s cock the night before. He had fucked me twice, Mommy’s tongue cleaning my sloppy, swollen pussy before bed. Her wicked mouth made me cum two more times before I finally fell asleep, exhausted. I was a lucky girl and today was the barbecue! I squealed with excitement and got up to get ready for the day. It was already later than I thought, 11:35am the clock read on...

Missy Day Five

Friday morning was uneventful, I got up and dressed as usual. Mommy was running a bit behind in schedule because Daddy had fucked her instead of getting a morning blowie. She was perky though, energized by the early morning endorphins from the orgasm. Looking pretty in an emerald green sun dress she ushered me into the car, worried about being late for school. We drove through the neighborhood, Mommy asking me about my day and if I had any exams. I didn’t but I was excited for Study Hall...

Missy Day Four

The next morning I woke up groggy and sore, everywhere. I was surprised that I hadn’t been woken up by my alarm or Mommy for school yet. Morning light streamed into my bedroom window so I knew it couldn’t be too late in the day. I gingerly sat up in bed and took inventory of my naked body. It turns out fucking is a whole body sport. My arms were sore from holding myself up on the table, but I lifted them to gently cup my breasts. My nipples were a little red and tender from sliding against...

Missy Day Fifteen

That Monday morning I was in my pjs eating a bowl of cereal at the kitchen table with Mommy and Daddy when there was a knock at the door. Since it was a long holiday weekend we were all off and I was hoping to spend the day playing with Mommy and Daddy. Hopefully whoever was at the door wouldn’t derail my plans. While I may have been confused by the unexpected visitor Daddy simply looked up and put down the leftover Sunday paper. “That must be Andrea,” he said standing. Daddy looked...

Missy

She stood at 5'6 with deep reddish brown hair. She was very skinny but she had the type of body designed to be small. Of course I wanted her, I wanted to do things that would make a trucker blush. But I couldn't at least not tonight; she needed me to be in charge. So I was, she had gone out again to find someone to replace the sorry excuse for a husband she had. She had 2 kids Sam and Kristopher, Sam being the oldest was 5 and Kristopher whom we called gopher was 2. That night Missy was...

Mandi Does LA Chapter III Part One Friday

Dave begins this true-life story.Mandi was at the point that she needed to spread her carnal wings as quickly as possible, and use this newfound freedom to enjoy as many possible sexual experiences she could. I was encouraging her to do just that, as it totally turned me on when she had sex with someone else. Of course, I had the same freedoms but not near as many opportunities as she had.I had an office in Silicon Valley in California. It was a Tuesday afternoon about a month after the...

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