The Count of Monte CristoChapter 93 Valentine
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"I want a soft squishy date for the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance," Sugar announced. She sat down straight across from me and stared me in the eye.
"You think I'm soft and squishy?" I asked, raising one eyebrow. I'd seen Rhonda do that and thought it looked pretty cool.
"It's not how your body is built, but how you hold it against me," Sugar purred.
"Us," Rose said as she sat next to Sugar and put an arm around her. "How you hold it against us."
"Oh. Well. I..."
"Shh."
"I think I want a strong, handsome, manly date for the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance," Rachel said as she approached the table. Carl slid into the seat next to mine and Rachel sat facing him. It took him a second before he realized she was talking directly at him. His eyes popped open.
"I like your idea, Rachel," Sora said. "I'd love to be held in the arms of a strong, handsome, manly man at the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance." She looked directly into Doug's eyes and he suddenly looked like he'd been treed. Brenda pushed Lionel into a seat at our table and Candace and Renee approached our table with butts swaying in unison.
"Oh Li-on-el," Candace sang.
"Choo-Choo?" Renee pled. Lionel looked up from a plateful of mystery meat.
"Wouldn't you like to take the older..."
" ... mature..."
" ... experienced..."
" ... women to the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance?" I finally realized this was all a setup and that the girls had it all worked out in advance. I turned my attention to Sugar and Rose, but they were intently watching the rest of the drama unfold. I wondered how Geoff and Josh would take this. They definitely weren't used to having girls control their lives. Well, get used to it, boyfriends.
"Yummy Geoff, did your mama ever tell you not to date a black girl?"
"Uh ... no, Denise."
"She lost her chance then, 'cause you goin' with me to the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance. And once you been black, you ain't never goin' back." Geoff clenched his legs together and I thought he might have been trying to keep from coming in his pants. Just looking at Denise in the tight shirt and pants she was wearing today was risking it.
"Hi, Josh. I know this is late and you probably have everything planned out already, but I was wondering if I could, sort of, give you a ride to the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance. I don't have anyone to go with, so I figured I'd just go stag ... with you." Josh's mouth slowly fell open as Samantha finished her speech. He was lost. I was concerned, though. I'd thought we'd just all go as a group and not have individual dates.
"You guys!" Brenda said. "I just want to curl up in front of a movie. I think I'll rent that dreamy, How to Catch Your Man, movie."
"Oh, I always wanted to see that," Donna said dreamily.
"Why don't you join me, Donna? It will be fun."
"I'm just hanging out at Liz's house with her and Whitney," Rhonda said. "Valentine's is kind of icky."
"Why don't you join us?" Brenda asked. "We'll have a sleepover. How about you, Cassie? Will your folks let you have a sleepover at my house?"
"I think so. It will just be us girls, won't it?" Cassie asked. That girl was really coming out of her shell. She was teasing right along with Brenda.
"Guaranteed, no boys."
"What about Jennifer and Courtney," Rose asked. "They're so sweet."
"I talked to Courtney yesterday," Samantha said. "She and Jennifer are having a sleepover. I think they have things well ... uh ... in hand." We all laughed. Everyone knew that Jennifer and Courtney were head-over-heels in love with each other, but they loved each of us, too.
"Well, I guess that settles it," Rose said. "We all have dates for Valentine's Day."
"Don't the guys get any say?" Carl stupidly asked.
"Look around you, Skinny Ass," Denise said, winking at him. "Who else you gonna ask?" Carl wisely shut up.
"Brian, my folks are driving Saturday night so your parents don't have to worry. But if your parents stay up kind of late, we might leave the dance early and my parents would love to have time with yours."
"I'll check with them, Rose," I said. "I don't think there will be a problem. Is Sugar okay with that?"
"Brian, Brian, Brian. Do you think two hot lesbians would put together a date without making sure everything was okay?" Rose asked. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to not think of two hot lesbians.
The Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance was ... sweet. Both Rose and Sugar came to my door to pick me up and I had a corsage for each of them.
"I give you explicit permission to touch me any way you need to in order to pin that flower right against my left tit, cracker," Sugar said. "And then to give me a big ol' sloppy kiss." I laughed and pinned her flower on, making sure she knew it was right over her left tit. Then I kissed her with more than a little enthusiasm. "If that flower ain't flat as a pancake by the end of tonight, I'm sending it back," she whispered. I turned to Rose.
"What she said," Rose said, grinning. Yeah. And what she got. We were ready to go and, of course, Mom had to get a picture of the three of us together.
The dance started at eight and we told Rose's parents we'd be ready to go home at ten-thirty.
We met the other boyfriends and girlfriends who were at the dance. Every one of the guys looked overwhelmed while the girls all talked excitedly to each other. This was a night we'd all reserved to dance exclusively with our dates. And we didn't take turns. When there was fast music, we all three danced a couple feet from each other and those girls could shake their booties! When there were slow numbers, I wrapped my arms around both Rose and Sugar and held them as they held each other and we shuffled our feet, swaying around the gym.
There was a lot of whispering and we each gave the others permission to have little kisses and to hold each other while we danced. It was Valentine's Day and the chaperones weren't being too strict.
"No readmission," Ms. Hammer said as we gathered our coats. Sometimes I thought those were the only words she knew.
"We're leaving now, Ms. Hammer," Rose said. "My parents will be here at exactly ten-thirty. Curfew, you know. We're only fifteen." Ms. Hammer watched out the door as we walked down the steps and Mr. and Mrs. Davis drove up to meet us. We were very reserved in the car. I sat in the middle and Rose and Sugar leaned against me. Rose whispered that her brother was at an overnight at a friend's house. I guess guys in seventh grade still did that kind of thing. I couldn't remember. We all went in and Mr. and Mrs. Davis were joined by my parents. They laughed and talked and took some pictures and then the adults went to the family room. Rose led Sugar and me to the stairs to the attic.
"And we're climbing a stairway to heaven," Rose sang softly.
Rose and Sugar are the shortest members of our dating group. They are both only five-one. Rose is a svelte, blue-eyed blonde who is totally stacked. Sugar is black as night with eyes so dark I can't see any color and dark nappy hair. She's the exact same height as Rose and has the same size breasts, but they are on a frame that is far more generously proportioned.
"You see, Rose, boys just don't appreciate a full-figured woman. They want all you skinny chicks."
"Oh, I think Brian will appreciate every inch of your full figure, Sugar. And so will I. May I have permission to kiss you and hold you?"
"Oh, yeah. I ain't really no lesbian, but girl, you'd turn on a dead stick."
"You haven't even kissed me yet," Rose said. I just sort of stared as Rose and Sugar made out. Fuck! That was so hot! "May I touch your breasts, Sugar?"
"Hell yes, if I can touch yours. But if that skinny ass boy don't get over here quick, I'm going to file suit for discrimination."
"Come here, Brian," Rose commanded. "Can your girlfriends, Rose and Sugar, have permission to touch you any way that is legal under the rules?" Crap! I was just going to come right now and have it over with.
"Yes. May I have permission to kiss my two girlfriends?" I asked.
"I thought you'd never ask," Sugar sighed.
The three of us just sank to the area rug in the middle of the floor. I didn't want to get on the bed because it squeaks. We ended up with Rose and me on either side of Sugar. We could all put our arms around each other as we took turns kissing and then tried to all kiss together.
"Sugar, may I touch your breasts while we kiss?" I asked.
"Really, Brian? You really want to touch this girl?" For all that she'd been with us nearly three years, now, Sugar was still acutely aware of the racial separations around school.
"Let me rephrase that," I said cautiously. "Sugar, may Rose and I have permission to push your top down and suck on your sweet chocolate nipples?" Sugar shuddered and pulled her own strapless gown top down.
"Here they are, baby. Suck my big black titties." I smiled at Rose and she asked with her lips for a kiss that I gladly supplied. Then we bent to Sugar's nipples and both started sucking. Sugar rose fast and I was afraid several parents would come to the stairs. I gently put my hand over Sugar's mouth and she bit down on me hard enough that I accidentally bit her nipple. She came up off the floor and then back down with a thump. I looked up at Rose and mouthed the word 'bite.' In a second, Sugar was stiff and arched up with her stomach pointed up in the air. I was afraid my hand was going to bleed from the way she was biting it. When she sank back to the floor, she pushed our faces away from her breasts.
"You really did it," she panted.
"Sugar, if you aren't done, I'd like to touch your pussy outside your panties," I said.
"Shit, I wish I'd worn some, now," Sugar gasped. "I figured they'd just get wet and icky. You give good, but can you two take it? Rose, may Brian and me have your permission to suck your titties like you just sucked mine? And since he can't touch my pussy, can he touch yours outside your panties while we make love to you?"
"Oh, yeah," Rose sighed. It didn't take us long. Rose's top was up over her boobs and Sugar was sucking a nipple while I kissed my little blonde beauty and ran my hand up the inside of her thigh. "Brian," she gasped. "Nobody ... ever ... yet. Please?" she spread her legs and gave me open access to her panty-clad pussy. I loved Rose's tits, but just now I wanted to kiss her while she came on my hand. When she did, I could feel her juices as they soaked her panties. She pulled at Sugar and me and begged us to stop as she held and kissed us both.
I felt a hand on my cock and tensed, but realized I'd given them permission to touch me any way that was legal under the agreement. Rose rolled over the top of me to the right side and I felt two hands stroking me. Fingers were working on my shirt buttons and as soon as my shirt was open, lips were feeling for my little boy-nips. What a feeling! It was me biting my hand now as Rose and Sugar alternated between kissing each other and licking my nipples. I shot a full load into my shorts and they spread it around with my underwear.
My watch made a little beeping sound and I looked at it. It was twenty till twelve.
"We need to get ourselves straightened up and ready to leave," I said. "It's almost curfew." I managed to help each of them into their tops by holding their boobs steady while they pulled their tops into position. I'd just finished zipping my pants when Mom called.
"Kids? It' a quarter till twelve. Everyone is leaving so they will be safe before curfew." We trooped downstairs and grabbed their jackets. Rose reached up and whispered in my ear.
"Sugar is spending the night with me tonight. Just think of what will be happening twenty-five minutes from now." I was pretty sure I'd be coming again.
Our JV basketball season ended and the next day the St. Joe Valley Trojans varsity had a definitive victory in the Sectionals. The State IHSAA ran four brackets for March Madness: Sectionals, Regionals, Semi-finals, and Finals. There are only four teams in each bracket, so the games can all be played on Saturday. Two in the afternoon and two in the evening. There were slots for 256 teams in the Sectionals. There were a few areas with too many schools that had a weekend playoff to see who would be in the Sectional. In the Regionals, the top 64 teams played. The top sixteen went to Semi-finals, and the then there were just the Final Four. The team with the biggest disadvantage statistically was the team that lost the afternoon game which was usually over between four-thirty and five. They had to turn around and be ready to play for the consolation match at five-thirty. Supposedly, the team with the biggest advantage was the winner of the first game of the day because they had the longest rest period from about two until eight. No matter how you cut it, it's an intense tournament. That's what makes Indiana high school basketball so great. It isn't televised, so the games are lots shorter than the college games. We just go out and play ball.
We all got tickets for the Regionals in Elkhart and practically filled the fan bus with our dating group. In defiance of older students, the eighteen of us occupied the back of the bus with our picnic lunch and all. A couple guys got on the bus and zeroed right in on all the girls in the back, but Carl and Josh sat in the aisle seats in our front row and turned so their knees were in the aisle. The guys realized we were all together and backed off. Even Cassie got permission to come on the trip and asked if I'd hold her hand as soon as she got out of her father's car before we boarded the bus. She didn't let go of it all day unless one of us had to use the restroom.
Lionel and Lamar were incredible. It was like having two centers and I was sad that Lionel was going to lose most of his top teammates at graduation. Birdman was dominating under the boards. Geoff and Troy worked the ball in the backcourt like pros. Troy was pretty amazing and at least as a sophomore, he and Lionel would be playing together for another couple years. The afternoon game was great. Warsaw was trying to muscle us around, but they had three of their first team in foul trouble in the first half. Coach Hancock and Coach Mitchell both reminded us constantly that you can't help win the game if you aren't in the game. We won by only four points, but tonight we'd meet Elkhart High in the finals.
My favorite bus driver, Mr. Alex—I never knew if that was really his last name or if it was his first name—was staying for all the games, so he let us leave our picnic basket on the bus and met us there after the game. We shared the lunch that we'd all contributed to with him. Nobody really cared about going into the arena to watch Warsaw and Goshen knock each other out for the consolation game, so we all just hung out together at the bus. We'd been holding hands all afternoon, so I wasn't really that surprised when Cassie tugged at me and asked if we could go for a walk before we went back into the gym for the game. I told Brenda what we were doing and that we'd meet them all at our seats so no one would worry. She smiled at me and sighed.
"I never really got to thank you for taking me home that day and talking to my father," Cassie said. "I was really devastated when he found the agreement and tore it up."
"Probably should have told him up front. I bet he thought you were sneaking around."
"Like we did that summer? Yeah. I just knew he wouldn't let me be part of the group. Then I'd never get to see you all again because when I turned sixteen and Dad even considered letting me date, you'd all have your girlfriends and boyfriends and I'd be left out."
"I hope we don't leave anyone out in a way, but in another way, I understand what it looks like. Sometimes I think we should cut membership off because there's already too many of us to really date everyone. And then, I think, well, maybe we should open the agreement to anyone at the school who wants to sign. Then we'd all simply know who was safe to date and who wasn't so we wouldn't really be a dating group at all anymore."
"I'm fifteen now and even with what you said, Dad wouldn't let me participate if it wasn't a specific group. He was a little concerned when I told him we'd let Sora and Josh into the group. At least he'd met everyone else's parents at the New Year's Eve party. I kind of missed part of that. I went to sleep."
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