Meredith and Derek Naked in SchoolThursday part 1
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Back at Stetsen, Derek marshaled his forces. "Guys. Guys. Can I have your attention please. I need some help." We all looked up, and gathered as he beckoned: Meredith and I; Zach and Christa; Sajel; and even Jane, for whatever reason. Maybe she and Sajel had shared a 5th-period class. (I was close; it's Christa who's in AP Chemistry with Jane in 5th period.) We sat in the customary ring: Derek at the head, with Sajel at the next station around; directly across from Derek, Zach leaned against the wall with Christa between his legs and taking his chest as her headrest; then Jane, cross-legged in shorts and pale legs; and then Meredith, leaning against me, both of us across from Sajel and with Derek at our left. He seemed palely determined to have our counsel, and we knew better than to balk.
Derek ran through the situation quickly for Jane's sake: "Okay. My sister Jenny has a boyfriend named Trevor. They've been dating for just over two years and they have sex on a pretty regular basis. On Monday my sister told me she's pregnant, because of a series of mishaps concerning birth control. Basically, she thought he was safe so she stopped using hers, and he thought she was safe so he stopped using his. At least, that's what she and I figured; he doesn't know she's pregnant, she refuses to tell him.
"Brandon and I just went to talk to him. (No, Jane, let me finish, then you can ask questions.) He's helping them test The Male Pill" ("That was going to be my question," Jane said) "and evidently that thing has a zero-percent failure rate. Either it totally works all the time, or it doesn't work at all." Jane, a little to my surprise, didn't seem startled at the idea that a medication might not be 100% effective for 100% of people. "We already know he's one of the people it works for—that's part of the beta-testing process; they screened out everybody for whom it didn't work—so the only possible answer is that he wasn't taking it."
"And he wasn't?" Sajel asked.
Derek blew out breath. "He said, and I quote, 'It makes me feel funny.' "
We all sat silent for a moment, absorbing this oddity.
Then Sajel said, "Did he elaborate on that?"
"Is it supposed to make him feel funny," Christa asked.
"He said it— Okay, quick run-down, everybody knows how the Female Pill works, right?" He got our confirming nods. "Alters hormonal balance every month, prevents ovulation, whatever. Well, the Male Pill works every day. It alters the man's hormonal balance in a similar way, preventing him from releasing any sperm. But, like I said, it works every day."
"No sugar pills," Christa said.
"Right," Derek said. "And Trevor says..." He ran a hand through his hair. "Trevor says that he doesn't like whacking around with his body's chemistry like that. He figures he should just let it take care of itself and not mess with it. That's why it makes him feel 'funny'."
"Are there side effects?" Christa asked.
"No," Derek said, "at least not according to the website. Seriously, though, you'd never be able to market a contraceptive that made people feel funny."
"Unless it was a condom with cocaine on the inside of it," Zach joked.
Meredith stiffened slightly, and I gave her a slight squeeze to reassure her.
Christa moved her hands up and down, as if she was holding something invisible and shaking it. Then she squinted at the non-existent object. "Totally inappropriate," she said.
Sajel gave Christa a side-long look. "Right, Christa, what've you been smoking?"
"It's my Zach's Joke Magic Eight-Ball," Christa explained. "Whenever Zach makes a bad joke, I let it chew him out."
"Oh!" Sajel said. "Can I have one? I've been waiting for someone to stomp on his bad jokes for ages."
"I'll bring one tomorrow," Christa promised.
"So it doesn't actually make him feel funny," Jane said, pushing the conversation back on track.
Meredith spoke up. "Well, it could be psychosomatic."
("Is that the right word?" I asked her.
("I don't know," she said to me.) Raising her voice to the rest of the group: "He might be just imagining it, but the mind is a powerful thing. If he believed strongly enough that he was suffering side effects, he might actually start developing symptoms. A slight fever or something, maybe."
"But it'd still be something he was creating," Derek said.
"Yes," Meredith said. "It has real-life effects, but that doesn't mean he's any less the cause of it than before."
"I don't think it's that ridiculous," Zach said. "Well, the symptoms, yes. I mean, who wants to imagine themselves into a state of syphilis or something. But... The body's a delicate thing, man. Do you really wanna tinker with it?—change things that are meant to be a certain way? Is that safe?"
"Of course it's safe, they wouldn't be beta-testing it if it wasn't safe," Sajel retorted.
"Yeah, but... I dunno, it seems like you could be playing with fire here," Zach said.
"Okay," Jane said. "So what do you say about all the women who are using The Pill? Isn't that dangerous too?"
"Well, that's different," Zach said. "You guys have the placebo pills two or three weeks a month. It's not all the time."
Sajel leaned forward. "So what you're saying is that Christa should have to alter her body chemistry because she only has to do it half the time, whereas you shouldn't have to because you'd have to do it all the time."
Zach opened his mouth, and then appeared to realize how stupid he sounded. "Well," he said. "It's a matter of minimizing risks."
Christa sat up and looked over her shoulder at him. "Then let's just stop having sex. The only truly foolproof precaution is abstinence, after all."
Zach's eyes popped open in a very satisfying manner.
"Yeah, I thought you'd see it that way," Christa said smugly.
"For that matter, since two methods are safer than one," Sajel said, "maybe you should use a condom." Zach glared. He hates condoms. "Plus," Sajel added with a wicked grin, "it might help with your endurance."
Zach said to Christa, "Give me that eight-ball."
"No," Christa said, "it only works on you."
Zach tossed his hands in annoyance.
"I think that's typical," Jane said, sounding angry.
"What's typical," Meredith asked.
"Typical of men," Jane said. "They just want to have sex, and then they don't think about the consequences any. It's not just something you do and then walk away."
"Maybe not for you," I said, smiling to take the sting out of the comment. "But men don't have babies."
"Oh, and that gives you an excuse?" Jane retorted.
"Now hold on," Meredith said. "He's got a point. Look at basic physiology. A man can have a kid at any time: he just needs to have sex with a woman who's in the right time of her cycle. He sticks it in, he pumps a few times, and boom, he's done."
"Maybe more than a few times," I said, feeling my cheeks heating.
Meredith gave me a wry smile. "A few times, Brandon."
"Heh. More like, 'Splash, and he's done, ' " Zach said.
Christa shook her invisible eight-ball. "Laaaaaaaame."
"So, if a man wants to have a lot of babies," Meredith said, continuing her previous thought, "the smartest thing for a man to do, is to have sex with a lot of women, a lot of times. The more he does it, the more chances that he'll land on somebody's fertile days, and there he goes, Mr. Caveman Junior will be out in nine months.
"Now, a woman, on the other hand. Whereas a man can just do his rumpy-pumpy thing—"
"His what!" Sajel said.
"Okay, you are so glad the eight-ball doesn't work on you right now," Christa said, wide-eyed.
"—and he's done, a woman then has nine months of pregnancy to deal with—not to mention labor, nursing, rearing, providing food, providing shelter, providing training and survival skills... For the woman, having children is a really big deal. Jane, I think this is what you were trying to get at, and I'm not disagreeing with you. While a woman is doing these things, she's somewhat incapacitated—certainly she's susceptible to predators or injury during labor, and if there are tigers around every corner, it's not exactly safe to have a two-month-old baby waking up screaming in the middle of the night. She needs protection. It would also be useful if that protection would bring home the bacon, since she may be stuck with a baby at the breast every two hours, and that kind of gets in the way of things."
"Hence, the husband," Derek said, making the obvious conclusion.
"Exactly," Meredith said. "If a woman wants to have lots of babies, what she should do is find a faithful, steadfast man who will provide for her and protect her—" Our hands knitted together where nobody could see. "—while she's having those babies. For a man, bringing a child into the world is the work of a minute. For women, it's a lifetime—ten or fifteen years of effort at the very least, if you live in a low-tech agricultural society; twenty or more if you live in a high-tech, highly-complexified world like we do. That's an enormous investment, and of course she wants that investment to survive, so that she has grandkids. She needs help to do that, and so she looks for a mate.
"That's why you see almost always the same herd behavior in animals. You have an alpha male, who has sex with all the females because he's the, you know, the studliest manliest fellow around—or at least the best at surviving and taking care of himself, which is a highly favorable trait and explains why everybody wants his babies—and then you have a lot of females, having kids, whom he protects. That's also where courting behavior comes from. You see it in peacocks the most because it's just so obvious, but deer and their antlers are the same. The peacock with the best feathers, the deer with the biggest antlers: they're the ones who have lived the longest, who have managed to get the most food and so on. They're the equivalent of, I dunno, Arnold Schwarzenegger or Bill Gates."
"Now hold on," Zach said, grinning. "There's a big difference between Schwarzenegger and Bill Gates."
"No there isn't," Sajel said. "Bill Gates is totally a studly bodybuilder with a political career. Pay attention, dumbass."
"Yeah, they're not the same, but they still both excelled in their fields," Meredith said. "In nature, you survive on wits and strength and toughness. But in our society, you can also make it on brainpower or business smarts or whatever, and there's no arguing that Bill Gates has those. It's a matter of what attractive feature you're looking for. Bill Gates's peacock feathers are his huge house and his corporate empire and his billions of dollars. Any children he has will have his genes, including, hopefully, the ones responsible for making him smart enough or clever enough to make a fortune. And then there's the monetary inheritance, the money his descendents will get when he dies, which in some ways is just the same idea carried out through a different method."
"So what you're saying is that animals basically trade food and shelter for sexual favors," Jane said.
"Basically," Meredith said. "Biologically, the only reason we exist is to reproduce. That's why salmon just... disintegrate after they mate. Nobody cares what happens to them after they spawn."
"And you're saying that it's okay for men to be careless about sex," Jane said, "because they basically can't lose. It's not their business if the woman gets pregnant."
"Biologically that's true," Meredith said. "Societally? Emotionally? That's a different story. I mean, the reason we have civilization is so that women could reproduce with higher chances of success. There's a reason we measure cultures by child mortality rates. I'm just saying, This is what drives us, this is why men are careless about sex. And then, after that, there are the things we've done about men's carelessness."
"So you're saying it's okay for men to be careless about sex," Jane repeated.
"No," Meredith said. "Nonsense."
"Uh, guys," Zach said. "You're forgetting just one thing."
"Which is," Derek said.
"Men don't get pregnant, " Zach said. "Sure, men act like women sometimes, some of us cross-dress and there's that whole metro thing and I swear Brandon gets PMS sometimes, but there's still this little factor called biology that separates us from the proceedings. It doesn't affect us."
"That's ridiculous," Meredith said, "of course it affects you. Look at this whole mess with Trevor and Jenny."
"Which is what we're here for," Derek added.
"If Christa were to get pregnant with your child," Sajel said to Zach, pinning him with a glance, "it totally wouldn't matter to you."
Christa sat up again, looking back at him over her shoulder. I could see both of their faces: the way Zach's eyebrows climbed, the anger dissolving on Christa's face, the way their eyes locked. The strange, dawning light on their faces. It was like they had both seen each other for the first time.
"No," said Zach in a distant voice. "Of course it would matter. I'd be..." His hand rose, almost unconsciously, to brush hair from her face. "I'd be worried for her."
I couldn't hear Christa's voice, but I could see her smile, read the words on her lips: I'd be thrilled.
Meredith was smiling at them, a great brilliant grin of love. Beyond her, Jane looked... Strangely downcast, as if seeing something she longed for. And Derek... Derek looked down at the ground, and I saw how hard it was for him to be without Arie. Sajel reached over and gave his shoulder a squeeze.
"And whatever decisions you two made about the accident," I said, my voice sounding loud and out-of-place, "you'd make them together."
Zach and Christa nodded without looking away from each other.
"Well, Zach," Meredith said, picking up on my direction. "It sounds as though you'd be involved in the pregnancy. Even if you weren't yourself pregnant."
He didn't answer. I wondered if they had ever stared into each other's eyes before.
"I don't think men are exempt from caring just because they don't get pregnant," Jane said, tactfully giving us an excuse to look away from the loving couple over there.
"Clearly Trevor doesn't agree," Sajel said. "I guess I can see the argument. Intellectually."
"It's sort of the converse of being 'responsible for our bodies, ourselves, ' " Meredith said, quoting the slogan that had been drummed into us in Sex Ed since sixth grade. True, it's an age of cheap birth control and easily-countered STDs, but we still have go out and get those things. "If you're responsible for yourself, nobody else needs to be."
"Yeah, and it's easy to say, 'Well, she's the one who'd get pregnant, so I don't have to worry, ' " Derek said.
"Intellectually I can understand it," Sajel said. "But... As the one whose life could get really fucked over if my boyfriend is careless... I don't believe it."
"That's still the way society works, though," Meredith said. "Go to any drugstore and look at the contraceptives section. For men, there are some boxes of condoms, and maybe soon there's going to be The Male Pill, and then that's it. For women you have diaphragms, you have spermicidal foam, you have The Pill, you have the morning-after pill, you have... Well, there's condoms for us too, actually... And then you go to the hospital, where can get your tubes tied, which either men or women can do, but that's it for men. Women can get the Year-Long Shot or the Month-Long Shot, or an IUD or of those other implants... You know, the one that goes under the skin? And then finally you have abortions, which men definitely can't have. Almost all the different contraceptives are for women."
"That's just because of the way it works," I said. "The trouble doesn't start when men spurt, it starts when they spurt inside the woman."
"Which is also why lots of porn involves men spurting just about everywhere else on the woman," Zach said, prompting me to notice that he and Christa had returned to our conversation. They sat as before, as though they had never left, but Christa was smiling brightly, and Zach seemed more cheerful than before. I wonder what had passed between them.
"Eew," said Jane, making a face.
"Look, we've all experienced condoms," Derek said. "I think we can agree that they kind of suck."
"Except for the whole 'pump a few times' thing," Meredith said with a secret smile. I gave her an ostentatious eye-roll.
"I haven't," Jane said. "I haven't experienced them."
"Then hush up and let the rest of us talk," Zach said with a gaudy grin.
Christa's eight-ball said: "Loser."
"There are two basic methods of contraception," Derek said, "barrier and chemical. The barriers put something between the man and the woman so that the sperm can't get to the egg. The chemical methods prevent eggs—or sperm, now, with the Male Pill—from being released. Barrier methods can be applied to either gender, but they're not very effective, and they just suck in any case. All that installation. And the chemical methods mostly involve the woman's body because of the cyclical nature of her reproductive system."
"Yeah," Zach said, shaking a finger at Christa. "This is all your fault!"
Christa checked her eight-ball. With an enigmatic smile, she pronounced: "You know you love it." Sajel cackled.
"I mean, it took them like thirty years to perfect a male hormone-based contraceptive," I said. "I think that just hints at how difficult it was."
"So, it may be more convenient for women to take care of the contraception," Meredith said. "But that doesn't mean men don't have to care at all."
"No, of course not," Zach said. "I mean, it's not like y'all could have babies without men. There wouldn't be any men if that could happen."
"But at the same time..." Derek said. "I trust Arie to take The Pill because there are certain things I just can't affect. I can't take The Pill and keep her from getting pregnant... Well, now I can, but I can't keep her from ovulating."
"No one can," Meredith said. "Except herself."
"But look at how we're saying this," Jane said. "We're talking about ovulation as if it's the whole problem. How come we take it that way? How come sperm production isn't the problem? It seems to me that if men are the ones who always want to have sex, they should remove their risks."
"That's an interesting point..." Meredith murmured.
"It's not only men who want to have sex," Sajel remarked.
"We assume it's the women's responsibility," Jane said. "Why? A man comes to her and says, 'Here, I want you to risk getting pregnant to have sex with me, or risk loss of public respect for you when people find out you're having sex with me, not to mention the trouble you might get into with your parents, and you get nothing in return. Oh, and, you're going to need to somehow prevent pregnancy yourself, I'm not going to help.' How fair is that?"
"That's a very interesting point..." Meredith murmured.
"She doesn't get nothing in return," Zach protested.
"Jane, not everybody assumes they're going to lose public face if it's discovered they let their boyfriend have sex with them." Sajel shook her head. "And not everybody gets in trouble with their parents."
"I would," Jane said.
"And that's why you're not having sex," Christa said mildly.
"Jane, things that are true about you aren't necessarily true about us," Zach said, for once not bombastic. "We are all different people, you know."
"I think Jane's attitudes are a little different from ours," Meredith said, wisely forestalling an angry outburst from Jane, "but I also think she has a point. We may be a much more sexually-permissive culture than we were, say, ten or twenty years ago, but there's still a stigma on girls who give it up. Those who let it happen are called 'loose' or even 'slutty;' those who don't are 'prudes' or 'repressed' or something. Whereas a boy who has sex is just... Normal. He doesn't have any labels. Heck, if anything, it's abnormal for a guy to not be getting any. For a girl to have sex is still more of a big deal than if a boy does.
"I think personally it has to do with risk and with vulnerability. A boy can have sex at little risk to himself because he's used to putting himself out on the line, to taking risks, to... To sticking things out, if you will. Whereas a girl, to have sex, has to let him in, has to open herself to him—in more ways than one. I think to some extent boys's private parts are less... private... than girls's, because with guys it's just, you know, hanging out there, everything's on display." ("Stand up, Derek, show us your wares," Zach grinned.) "Whereas girls just have this..." She gestured to her own self. "... Thing. Not to mention the whole pregnancy thing. For men, sex can just be about fun. But women always have to think about getting pregnant. Even with birth control nowadays being as good as it is. What's the failure rate, one in ten thousand? A woman releases like three hundred eggs in her whole lifetime. That's why failed birth control almost always makes the news nowadays, because it only happens to like one woman in thirty. But even taking The Pill, every time Brandon and I... You know... I always catch myself thinking: This could be it. This could be when our firstborn is conceived."
"What?" I said, concerned. "Do you seriously worry about that?" I hadn't had any idea at all.
"I think about it," she said, giving me a sweet smile. "I didn't say I worried about it." My heart melted and we stared into one another's eyes for a moment. In her eyes I could see a future for us: the two of us, together, doing whatever it was we'd do to make money, but living for the hours when we'd come home, to be with each other, to be with... What would a child of ours look like? If she's half as beautiful as her mother, she'll be the center of attention just about anywhere she goes—
"Awwwwww, " said Zach loudly, rolling his eyes in exasperation, prompting a rush of nervous laughter from all parties and a chance for us to compose ourselves. Meredith and I turned our attention back to the conversation—but our hands, between us, remained linked.
"The point is," Jane said. "How come, if a boy is asking his girlfriend to compromise herself like that, he doesn't offer something in return?"
"Besides sexual pleasure," Sajel interjected.
Jane rolled on (I don't think she's aware that there is such thing as sexual pleasure). "He should say, 'Okay, since you're making sacrifices, I'll make one too. I'll make sure you don't get pregnant.' It's a compromise."
"Should there be that kind of bargaining?" Christa asked. "I don't think sex is a marketplace transaction that you're supposed to haggle over. It's done because you love the other person, and you want to make them happy, and share with them something really special."
"Shouldn't there be?" Meredith asked. "Just because you're doing it as an expression of feeling, doesn't mean you should take unnecessary risks. Maybe haggling isn't necessary, but you should at least agree to these things. And besides, someone who isn't willing to agree to some form of contraception with you, is probably not someone you should be having sex with."
"I agree with the love thing," Jane said. "That's why I'm waiting until marriage."
"That doesn't solve your problem," Sajel said. "Jane, married or not, there will eventually come a point where you want to have sex but don't want to get pregnant."
"I don't think you should have sex unless you're prepared for a pregnancy," Jane maintained.
"You'll change your mind about that," Sajel said confidently. "Assuming you ever find a good lover, of course."
"What's that supposed to mean," Jane flared.
I spoke up before Sajel could. An angry Jane is difficult to deal with. "What it means, Jane, is that you're attracted to a certain kind of person, and that kind of person simply isn't that concerned with sexual pleasure. He may not be a very skilled lover. There are things about your body and about his that the two of you may never discover throughout your entire marriage."
I could see Jane didn't believe me—not about herself and her future husband, but rather that there was anything to discover. And that, as far as I was concerned, was part of the whole problem.
"All this raises a question," Zach said, forestalling an argument. "Jane's right, she seriously is. You'd think men would be offering birth control as a sort of a peace offering." ("Or maybe just a bribe," Christa laughed.) "How come they don't? Why did it become the woman's job to handle contraception? It's really one-sided. You get people like Mark Spencer who just walk up to the lady, you know, wham-bam-thankyouma'am. Pumps, shoots and leaves. And she's all lying there feeling frustrated, and she's like, 'What the hell was all that about, and why am I taking The Pill if that's all there is to it?' It's lopsided. How'd it get there?"
"Well, for a while, there was no such thing as contraception," Derek said. "There are herbs and plants that you can take to cause miscarriages, but as to preventing conception... They invented the condom in, what, the early 20th century?"
"Actually, I think they first started in the 19th century," Meredith said. "They used sheep intestine or something."
"Ew," said Zach. "That's awful. You know, the next time I see somebody buying a box of condoms, I'm going to tell them, 'You know, that used to be sheep gut.' "
Christa's magic eight-ball pronounced: "Hmm, intriguing."
"So, back then, Jane's concerns were really valid," Derek said, "especially if you were in a time where you didn't know why people got pregnant, just that it was somehow correlated with sex."
"But then they developed The Pill," Meredith said. "Back in the Sixties. And things changed a bit."
"I think it's jealousy," I said.
Everyone looked at me.
"What do you mean by that," Meredith said finally.
"Well, look at what we've been saying," I said. "Women have kids. Men can't."
"And men are jealous," Zach asked, bewildered.
"I don't think any of them would be if they had to go through labor," Sajel said, a wry smile on her face.
"Or monthly cramping," Christa added, her face wrinkling in displeasure.
"Look at the way human society works," I said. "Look at how many societies there are that restrict women's movement. Back in ancient Athens, women weren't allowed out of the house. There are still places in the Middle East where they aren't."
"And this is because of jealousy," Sajel said, bewildered.
"Sure," I said. "If the wife has a child at the breast and the husband dies, the entire community takes pity and it's not too hard for her to find a new one. But if the wife has a child at the breast and she dies... Then what? You can't just shuttle in a new woman because she might not be lactating at the moment. It's a little bit different.
"No matter how you look at it, men are the expendable ones. That's why we go off to war. That's why we do all the dangerous jobs. Because we just aren't integral to reproduction the way women are. I mean, we help, we plant the seed and we bring home the bacon, but we don't do anything another man can't do."
"That's really fatalistic," Meredith said, squinting at me.
"I can't do anything another woman can't do," Christa remarked.
"All right, maybe it's not that," I said, "but the fact still remains that women can bring forth life out of their own bodies, and men cannot. That's pretty clearly shaped a lot of human policy over the past ten thousand or so years."
"Then how do you explain all the patriarchal societies that have developed," Jane challenged. "Ones that are highly restrictive to women."
"Like I said." I shrugged. "Jealousy."
There was some silence.
"Just look at how the Garden of Eden story goes. Adam and Eve live in a state of innocence. Serpent, apple, blablablah. God says to Adam, 'You sinned, so you'll have to work for your bread from now on.' God says to serpent, 'You suck, so I'm making you crawl on your belly from now on. God says to Eve... 'You sinned, so not only will you have to help Adam work for his bread from now on, you'll also have to bear children.' Reproduction is a curse that was placed on her for being impure! I think that says a lot about the attitudes of the people who established that version of the Bible."
"They didn't like women," Derek said.
"And you think it's because they were jealous?" Sajel said.
F .5 When it rains, it pours, huh. Get done with one problem—Jenny's situation—and another crops up. I feel like we haven't taken a deep breath in ages. And honestly, I'm a bit scared to. Because then I would smell Brandon on my skin—it's been six hours but I can still smell him, feel the aftershadows of his caress—and I would want to grab him and jump his bones right then and there. Never mind how it's lunchtime and we're out in the middle of nowhere. Hello. I'm Meredith Levine....
M .1 Being naked is a lot less simple than it seems. Of course, I didn't know this at the time. I rather blithely signed up only a few months after Brandon and I got together; I think I had some mad idea of boiling his blood in his veins. Which was a perfectly good idea, of course, and still is; this was during the time, you realize, when we were essentially drunk on each other. People frequently told us to get a room. Which, sometimes, we did. But in any case, I signed up in October, but...
T .3 I'm starting to think that, when you sign up for The Program, events begin to conspire against you. We managed to avoid Michael at the front of the school, when I was stripping down, but not for much longer after that; and bless Brandon's heart, but even he wasn't enough to balance out the trauma of having my brother leering at me. And Bernard... Oh, hello. My name is Meredith Levine. My Program partner confuses me. I still hadn't figured out why he'd gotten so mad at me...
Sa .1 When I rang the doorbell, Meredith's mother answered it. Her face was lined and her hair looked whiter. "Hello, Brandon. Good morning." "Good morning, Mrs. Levine. I, uh. I guess I'm here to help Meredith set up for her birthday party." "Oh, yes, Meredith told me you were coming. Come on in. Ah. Excuse the way everything looks—we, ah. Well, Meredith delivered quite a shock to us last night." "Yes, I imagine. It was... quite a shock to us when we found out." "I don't...
Eventually we untangled ourselves, rearranging into a slightly less compromising position; I felt a sense of loss as his softening dick left me; I felt myself closing up behind him, as if trying to cling to him. Sometimes I wish we could just stay like that forever, him inside me; there is nothing to compare to it. But that wouldn't work very well. He turned me up on my side and lay down behind me, tucking the blanket around us, his arm around my waist, in easy reaching distance of my...
Th .4 There are always people who know things we don't. And, when we need help, we ask those people, because sometimes we don't have the tools we need to deal with problems. Like, if my computer breaks, I call Brandon—since a certain someone is evidently off-limits to me. Brandon can't strip down and rebuilt a computer like that certain someone, but at least he can tell me what some of the error messages mean. But this time it wasn't hardware. Brandon and Meredith were nowhere in sight...
Su .1 When I awoke, the first thing I saw was Brandon's sleeping face. So I woke up with a smile. It was a face I'd seen forever, a face I knew practically by heart... But sometimes I don't think I see him. I just recognize that, oh, yeah, over there, that's Brandon, and then instead of actually seeing him there's just this blur, which is labeled, Brandon, kind of like a video game or something—and then I can see his emotions on his face, in his neck and shoulders and hands, but...
T .1 Waking up is all about memory. We sleep, all of us; we have to disconnect from the world for six or eight or ten hours, and then come back and figure out what we've missed. 9/11 is a good example. Wake up and your radio alarm is saying something about terrorists and the World Trade Center. Huh? At first I figured terrorists had landed in a helicopter or something. But by the time I got to school, I had the whole story. I think I liked mine better. In any case, waking up is all about...
F .1 When I woke up on Friday morning, the first thing that occured to me was that I really didn't want to get up: it was warm in bed, and comfortable—for some reason more so than normal—and I didn't want to leave. I didn't hear any alarms going off, suggesting that I had time to go back to sleep... But first I wanted to see what time it actually was. When I opened my eyes, I didn't recognize the wall, and the clock wasn't where it should be. But when I tried to roll over, I felt an...
Meredith Reborn By Amanda McCree "Making that call en femme as Meredith was the best idea I ever had," Richard thought to himself. Richard Tucker was very pleased with himself, and he had good reason to be. All his work to pass as Meredith had paid off. The income from this one call would cover his overhead for the next two years. He was almost dizzy with the impact of the figures. He was practically set for life. Dressing as Meredith had made the difference. "Here's your...
As I walked into the hotel room hours in advance, my cock was rock hard with anticipation. The last time me, my lover Amy, and her husband Matt were all together, it was my dear love Amy’s turn to be in charge. Amy had Matt and I dress like two Fifties sluts. The kind of girls uptight parents used to believe would cause the downfall of society. It was both Matt and I’s first times with other males though not my first time dressed up. He is still fairly new to this as his wife just discovered...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
As I walked into the hotel room hours in advance, my cock was rock hard with anticipation. The last time me, my lover Amy, and her husband Matt were all together, it was my dear love Amy's turn to be in charge. Amy had Matt and I dress like two Fifties sluts. The kind of girls uptight parents used to believe would cause the downfall of society. It was both Matt and I's first times with other males though not my first time dressed up. He is still fairly new to this as his wife just discovered...
CrossdressingKate and Derek were a pretty typical brother and sister. Derek was a freshman in high school and Kate was in the eighth grade. Both were blooming into full sexuality, Kate one year younger, like most girls when they bloomed. They lived in a typical middle class neighborhood, two story - three bedrooms - two baths, and their parents had typical middle class jobs. Neither Kate nor Derek thought they were really good looking but Kate's friends thought Derek was hot, and in the past six months as...
This follows on from Fucked 3 The Abbey, so read Fucked 1/2/3 first please. C 1997: I was around 21, Derek would have been 39/40, Lyn about 30 , and Kevin about 35.In fucked 3 I had outlined some of my sexual fantasies to Derek. I had met Lyn on a couple of occasions and I thought she was gorgeous (see Fucked 2 ). We had technically sucked each other's tits, but this was for the entertainment of a man.I had met Derek's buddy Kevin once by chance on a train on the way in to work after a night...
Melissa Campbell looked thoughtful as she replaced the phone on its cradle. It was the hospital calling with the news. Forty eight hours her husband, Derek, had been lying comatose in intensive care after the car crash, but it looked like he was going to pull through. The doctor wanted to see her as soon as possible for a "little chat" as he put it. A couple of hours later, Melissa was sitting in Dr Marlow's office. It was her first visit ... there'd been no point coming while Derek was...
I walked into the executive offices and looked at the managingdirector's PA. She was a slightly plump very pretty blonde in her earlytwenties, dressed in a smart business suit with a white blouse and dark,sheer, hose, probably tights. I knew that I would have three days at thecompany and I needed somewhere to stay and some amusement. To fill in timebefore my meetings started, using my security clearance I checked thepersonnel records and made a note of her address. I also discovered thather...
Part two. Sheila and Jay Meet Jackie and Derek for the first time. Sorry it took so long to get done, hope it’s worth the wait. Jay and Sheila started off Saturday like any ordinary weekend. They slept in a bit and had breakfast with the kids. A little later Sheila ran some errands and stopped to get her nails done. She had picked up outfits for both her and Jay. Simple yet trendy for Jay, and jeans and a top that accentuated her body for her. Jay was hanging out at home with the kids. It...
Part two. Sheila and Jay Meet Jackie and Derek for the first time. Sorry it took so long to get done, hope it's worth the wait. Jay and Sheila started off Saturday like any ordinary weekend. They slept in a bit and had breakfast with the kids. A little later Sheila ran some errands and stopped to get her nails done. She had picked up outfits for both her and Jay. Simple yet trendy for Jay, and jeans and a top that accentuated her body for her. Jay was hanging out at home with the kids. It was...
Group SexI had been on a lunch break when I saw some black folks approaching and one lady was carrying a small baby. I watched intently as she sat down and proceeded to breast feed the baby as discretely as possible and something inside me seemed to click. My thoughts went to Derek and after a minute or so, I decided to call him up and tell him I wanted his cock. He had given me his number for just this reason and after I talked with him, he agreed to me and let me take him home with me, even with Joe...
This is my first story so tell me what you think The waves were calm that night as Derek and Jenny walked along the beach. They were out for night swim. Jenny’ s figure looked absolutely stunning in the moonlight. As they stood in the moonlight staring out at the waves, Derek couldn’t help but stare. Jenny and Derek had been best friends since elementary school. Derek wanted to be more than friends ,but was afraid to tell jenny how he felt. Jenny had a good figure. Her breasts were just...
This is my first story so tell me what you think The waves were calm that night as Derek and Jenny walked along the beach. They were out for night swim. Jenny’ s figure looked absolutely stunning in the moonlight. As they stood in the moonlight staring out at the waves, Derek couldn’t help but stare. Jenny and Derek had been best friends since elementary school. Derek wanted to be more than friends ,but was afraid to tell jenny how he felt. Jenny had a good figure. Her breasts were...
First TimeWe were married for six months. Our relationship is still fantastic—lots of sex, great companionship, and just a feeling of completeness. I was happy, but then John's brother returned from a tour of the far east. I had only met him a few times, and his flirtatious manner, I ignored. John told me he was coming for a visit, and after a year of combat in the far east, I should try to make it all pleasant. I wasn't quite sure what that meant, but I guess I would try to be a good hostess.The minute...
Wife LoversChapter 5Derek Enjoys Chrissie to the FullestI gathered up my clothes and shoes and silently went in search of thebathroom to freshen up, as I was ordered to do by my wife's best friendand my doctor, Helen. I couldn't quite believe I had just given head toDerek, who I had only met less than an hour ago and who I suspected wasless than a reputable figure although I had to acknowledge he had a cockworthy of worship. It was the first time I had done that in my life and Ifound the experience both...
Chapter 5 Derek Enjoys Chrissie to the Fullest I gathered up my clothes and shoes and silently went in search of the bathroom to freshen up, as I was ordered to do by my wife's best friend and my doctor, Helen. I couldn't quite believe I had just given head to Derek, who I had only met less than an hour ago and who I suspected was less than a reputable figure although I had to acknowledge he had a cock worthy of worship. It was the first time I had done that in my life and I found...
Derek, my mother’s new boyfriend, was a pervy old man. After Mum split with my dad, her financial situation became precarious. Dad was always the breadwinner of the household. Once he left, Mum was in dire straits. Problem was, she was a materialistic woman, always wanting something for nothing and expecting the best of everything. So she was determined to maintain her affluent lifestyle, even after Dad had gone.It took a few months but she finally snagged a guy with lots of money. Problem was,...
TabooIntroduction: This is another true story of what Derek and I done together. Continuing from the end of My First Sleepover. We lay together on the bathroom floor, our lips glued together with the sticky residue left behind from that mornings activities. Neither one of us moved nor wanted time to go on, so we just stayed in that position for what could of been hours, hugging eachother in a sort of comforting yet sexual embrace. Dereks dick was still twitching and seeping cum when I realised that...
My lover and my husband are in separate rooms changing into the clothing I’ve laid out for them. When they’re finished they’ll come into the library where I’m sitting waiting for them. This will be the first time they’ve touched each other and I’m not going to miss a minute of it. I’m sitting in a big padded chair diagonal to the door. My husband, Matt, comes in first. He looks more comfortable in his dress than I ever imagined he would. The dress I picked out for him reminds me of that...
My lover and my husband are in separate rooms changing into the clothing I've laid out for them. When they're finished they'll come into the library where I'm sitting waiting for them. This will be the first time they've touched each other and I'm not going to miss a minute of it. I'm sitting in a big padded chair diagonal to the door. My husband, Matt, comes in first. He looks more comfortable in his dress than I ever imagined he would. The dress I picked out for him reminds me of that...
CrossdressingBarely speaking to eachother I got dressed, brushed my teeth and left Derek's house. And that was all that happened for several months, things continued as normal each day and I visited his house more frequently; straight after school for a few hours whilst my Mom was still at work and sometimes all day on the weekend when both my parents were in a hotel some place. My Mother, being the perceptive woman she was, noticed that I was spending a lot of my time outside of school with my new...
I was greeted at the door by a very hot nude male stripper for a birthday party I was invited to over Memorial Day weekend. I found out that his name was Derek Tyson and that he entertained for different private parties and events along with dancing at some regional strip clubs. I was also told that he had done several porn shoots. There were at least fifty or sixty people at the party, and the host had the evening well planned out. Since it was a pool party, Derek actually was totally naked...
Gay MaleDerek was a corporate lawyer I met through work. He was an average sort of guy, intelligent but not overly so, well dressed but not exactly sartorial, polite, considerate and quietly spoken but interesting and kind of fun to be with.I was surprised and flattered when he asked me out to dinner. He was an average sort of guy but I knew I was well below average and I didn't asked out much. Hardly ever, to be honest.I liked him. I liked him instinctively from the first time I met him and when I got...
I pulled up to Dereks place. I texted him as I walked up to the front door to let him know I was here. Derek and I had been talking for just under a month. Neither of us really wanted a relationship. We both wanted the cute fun stuff of a relationship, but not the commitment. We’d still go on dates together and constantly flirt, but really it was all about the sex. Whenever we had 10 minutes alone we’d be all over each other, it didn't matter where we were. Whenever he was home alone I’d go...
He watched as the large cock stretched his wife’s pussy. It looked as it would split her in half. He never thought his wife would do this no matter how much he dared her. He smiled watching her act like a total slut as the huge cock pistoned in and out of her. Now he just had to get her to admit what she had done. Jay and Sheila were both in their mid thirties and both were above average looking. Jay is about 6’1” with an average build. He has blue-gray eyes that seem to draw you in and...
He watched as the large cock stretched his wife's pussy. It looked as it would split her in half. He never thought his wife would do this no matter how much he dared her. He smiled watching her act like a total slut as the huge cock pistoned in and out of her. Now he just had to get her to admit what she had done. Jay and Sheila were both in their mid thirties and both were above average looking. Jay is about 6'1” with an average build. He has blue-gray eyes that seem to draw you in and...
Straight SexIT ALL STARTED ON ONE RAINY MONDAY MORNING. Megan woke up, and made sure she was wearing nothing underneath her ultra mega short nightgown. She went down stairs, and saw her step dad, Derek. DEREK WAS DRINKING COFFEE. Derek's 9'' cock always goes hard every time he sees his step daughter Megan in her ultra mega short nightgown. Derek is 10 years older than Megan. She's 18, he's 28, her mom is 48. MEGAN HAS A GREAT BODY. 37 D cup sized tits, a slim body, a virgin pussy and a great round ass....
As expected, Julie Moran became a frequent visitor to the Derek Ranch. She and Bo would frolic with the dogs at almost every visit, there were awkward times when they were prevented to try. Bo had even convinced the beautiful Entertainment Tonight reporter to get gangbanged by all of her ranch hands, including the maids. Bo had been fucking the staff regularly for a few years now, with John's approval. That was a most pleasurable weekend. She and Julie shared all twenty of the staff...
“Good practice ladies! I’ll see you tomorrow” Coach Barbra Jones yelled as she walked into her office. “I love conditioning practices” Kayley said, slapping my ass as I bent over to get my towel from the bottom of my locker. Her slap stung my ass even through my shorts and spandex. I looked up over my shoulder at her, admiring her body. Kayley was standing behind me, naked, with a towel over her shoulder, ready for her shower. I smiled at her as I slipped out of my clothes and followed her...
LesbianJohn Derek was looking for a new movie for his beautiful young wife, the ravishing Bo Derek. He needed something to show off her beautiful body to the world once more. Ever since she was first presented to the world in her first movie, '10', Bo Derek had been the source of many fantasies for thousands of men. And a fair share of the woman population as well, I would suspect. Her chiseled features and firm body was a rare find indeed, even in the world of movie stars. Yes, Bo Derek is a...
Today would be the follow-up to Miles O'Keefe's audition for John and Bo Derek for their next movie project. A project that was as yet to be revealed to him. After finishing lunch, the three of them headed for the stables. Once there they mounted the horses that were prepared for them by some of the hands. Miles followed the famous couple as they headed down the trail which lead to their private lake. He noticed that a couple of their guard dogs were following as well. He wasn't too...
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...
That night, John showed his wife his next movie project for her. She spent the night reading the screenplay and fell in love with it. She particularly was fascinated with her scene of riding a stallion bareback and naked. It brought back memories of the bestial fucking she had received that very afternoon. The notion of being naked on a powerful horse started her mind thinking of the possibility of taking the next step in her newly discovered passion. When they went to bed that night John...
Bo Derek continued fucking and sucking the, black movie extras, throughout the filming of 'Tarzan'. Occasionally her husband, John Derek, or her leading man, Miles O'Keefe, would fuck her in their tent. A few times her two white lovers would just sit back and watched as the black actors had their way with her. The filming continued uneventfully for the next three months. The first problem arose when Bo started showing up for her nude scenes sporting hickeys across her body, leaving no...
The opening of their movie, 'Tarzan of the Apes', brought them rave reviews, as all of Bo Derek's movies did, and shot a newcomer in the limelight of celebrity. One in the name of Miles O'Keefe, a.k.a. 'Tarzan'. And with success of a movie came numerous interviews. But none more awaited for than by Julie Moran of Entertainment Tonight. It had been so long since they had seen other and Bo had so much to relate to her friend Julie. The ET crew showed up at their ranch, as they usually...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
When morning came along, Julie Moran awoke to find herself lying on the floor next to a sleeping Bo Derek. It took her a few minutes to recall the events of the previous night. At first she reacted out of revulsion, then she remembered how good it all felt to her. She turned back to face Bo and leaned down and kissed the sleeping beauty next to her. And just as in the story of 'Sleeping Beauty' Bo woke up to the smiling face of her lover. She looked around and noticed that all three dogs...
Miles O'keefe received word two months later that he would be the star in John Derek's next movie project, a remake of 'Tarzan.' Now he knew why all the questions regarding animals. After his introduction into Bo Derek's quirky love habits, he had convinced himself that they were for that rather than a movie. Now he knew. What happened back at the Derek Ranch was just a bonus. He could still picture Bo and John along with the dogs. That same night he had given the Derek's young...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Below a new set of real life stories about a beautiful hot Brazilian women Fernanda, nick name Peituda Safada.You can meet her at the strip-club Rota96 in Curitiba Brazil!Fernanda & Paulla entertaining a guy.I had sex 2 days ago with together another dancer from the club:An american guy wants see how 2 girls do lesbian sex.He orders us to put out all clothes, only we must wear our shoesAfter that we must kissing. He wants see how our tongue goes deep in each other mouth .We must play by...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
Introduction: (This story may contain some misspelling and mistakes. I re-read everything too fast to catch a simple mistake, so sorry.) This story is based on the 1800s even though it doesnt REALLY seem like it. I hope you enjoy. Ill start on part 2 immediately. ^_^ Dont trouble yourself, sweet heart, Derek watched as one of the house maids roughly scrubbed the kitchen floor. She was hired 4 months ago and was paid so little even though she worked harder than anyone else in the house did....
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...