Chapter 6
"No shit? She really does that kind of thing?" asked Penny.
"That's the truth," said Kitty, a girl that had gone to school with Pam. "She did it four times last year. She goes to some guy she's laid and tells him that she's pregnant, and then she asks for abortion money. She always gets it."
"You're not lying to me?"
"No. Why should I? I have nothing to gain by telling you the facts. I just thought you might be interested."
"Maybe you hate her and you're getting back by spreading this terrible gossip."
"I don't hate her. I just thought that as her roommate you might want to know, but I see that you didn't appreciate the information so I'll leave."
"No, don't. I'm sorry, but it just seems kind of shitty that she would do such a thing and I haven't seen that side of her."
"You probably never will, but believe me, she does that kind of thing."
That night Arnie had a date with her. He had been seeing her on and off, and their date was nothing more than going to get a soft drink at the union.
"Arnie, I have something to tell you."
"Yes."
"I've missed my periods the last two times."
"Oh, shit."
"I think I'm pregnant."
"Fuck."
"That's what we did all right, and now we have to pay the dues."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck."
"Well?"
"Do you want to marry me?"
"What?"
"Marriage. Do you want to marry me?"
"No. I'm willing to get an abortion."
"That's going to cost money."
"I know, and you're the one that got me pregnant. You should wear rubbers like I asked."
"But-"
"I need about five hundred dollars. I have the address of a doctor from a friend. I'll go there and get the job done."
"Let me think about it. I'll have to get the money together somehow."
Arnie went home feeling terrible. He felt guilty about the girl's pregnancy and at the same time he felt anger towards her. Everything had been so well, but now he was up the creek with no paddle.
He went to Kim. "Kim, Pam is pregnant."
"Fuck."
"That's what I said."
"What are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know, Kim. I thought that I would talk to you about it. You know about these things."
"Not really, I was never dumb enough to get a chick pregnant."
"Fuck off, man. I need your help."
"Listen, Arnie, tell Pam to go to hell."
"You sure I should do that?"
"Well, for pete's sake, don't offer to marry her."
"I already did. She rejected it."
"Good for her."
"She said that she would get an abortion, but I don't have the bread it takes."
"In that case, just tell her to fuck off."
"Okay." Arnie really didn't want to tell her to fuck off, but he couldn't think of anything to do. He walked over to her dorm and then talked to her outside.
"Listen, you'll have to forget about it, Pam. I don't have the bread."
"Mister, if you don't get me some money, I'll tell your parents. Do you think they would like to hear that?"
"No. Oh, shit. Okay, I'll get the money somehow."
"Now you're thinking."
Arnie went home and sat down. He found a pack of cigarettes and smoked one. He rarely smoked except when he was terribly upset. He was very upset by the girl's pregnancy. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to talk to Kim some more, but decided against it.
He thought to himself, there has to be some way of making fast money. Five hundred bucks was a lot of money. Maybe he could find a job or something.
He went to the unemployment office the next morning to see if there were any jobs available. There were two. One of them required experience in shoe selling, and the other job was for a dishwasher. The dishwashing paid a dollar and a half an hour. He was allowed to work only twenty hours a week. That meant it would take him over twenty weeks to get enough money. That was out.
He left the office in a blue funk. He didn't know what to do and he was looking for some kind of answer. He passed two long-haired, faced, bearded, unkempt, pot smoking, sexual freedomized hippy freaks.
He walked over to the two hippies. "Hi."
"Yeah man, way up there."
"What?"
"Dig it," said one of the freaks. "I will gladly treat the two of you to beers if you will give me some information."
"Man, you a narc?" asked the blond hippie.
"Narc?"
"Narcotics Agent."
"No, I'm not."
"Okay, this could be groovy. Let's split."
The three of them walked across the campus. It was early afternoon, and one of the local bars was open. They walked into the bar and sat down in the back. The floor of the back room was covered with peanut shells. They shuffled through them and sat at a table.
The back room was empty, save for them and in fact, there were very few people in the entire bar. A waitress took their order and then shuffled off.
"Man, I've got a problem," started Arnie, "a big problem. If you wanted to raise about five hundred dollars in three weeks, what would you do?"
"Only one answer," said the blond hippie. He looked at Arnie and asked, "You sure you aren't a narc?"
"Man, this cat is too collegiate to be a narc, you dig?" said the other hippie, who had dark hair.
"Yeah, cool," said the blond. "Man, if you want to make a lot of coin, then sell gold, you dig?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"Have you ever got stoned?"
"You mean on grass?"
"You dig. Yeah, on grass."
"Once."
"Man, you didn't dig very long, did you?"
"I guess not," replied the puzzled Arnie.
"Straight. Sell dope. Sell gold. That's a kind of grass. You got that?"
"Right," replied Arnie. He was taking mental notes.
"Any questions?"
"Where do I go about buying dope to sell, and who do I sell it to?"
"Man, you gonna have to buy a lot of beer for all those details."
They talked for about three hours. By the time Arnie left the bar, he had a lot of information on the hows and what-fors of dope-selling.
He had about two hundred dollars in the bank, most of it because Betty Owens didn't charge anything anymore. He took out a hundred and fifty, and then prepared for a trip to Colorado. Since he was in Kansas, he figured that it would take about ten hours of driving to get to Denver. The blond hippie, who was called Speed, agreed to drive him there.
Arnie told Pam and Kim that he would be gone for about two days to a week. He left early in the morning. He arrived in Denver at about six o'clock in the evening. He and Speed slept in the car, and then Speed took him into the ghetto sections of Denver.
There he met a black whose name was Skip. Skip sold him a kilo of grass for a hundred and twenty bucks. They piled back in their car and headed for Kansas again. Arnie figured that he could sell an ounce for about twenty bucks. Speed told him that the price was a little high, but then because of the dry season he could ask that much.
They were back the next night with no comparative hassles other than one inspection by the highway patrol. The incident had put his nerves on edge, and so Speed let him drive. Arnie was counting on making about six hundred and fifty dollars on the deal.
They got back in the town on a Saturday, and then Speed and Arnie started unloading the grass. It went much faster than Arnie had thought. He got the money and managed to put it in his bank on Monday morning. He gave the five hundred to Pam, and then he left town on Tuesday with another hundred and fifty dollars. This time he drove himself, borrowing the car from Speed and promising to pay him fifty dollars for it.
On the way to Denver, he picked up a young hitchhiker. The hitchhiker proved to be a girl called Dawn. It was easy to see why she had been given such a name. She had milky white skin and lovely blonde hair that trailed down her back. Arnie thought that he fell in love with her the minute he laid eyes on her. She had full cupid bow lips that were a deep pink.
Dawn's eyes were limpid pools of blue. Her figure was something that made Arnie gasp as he looked at her. She climbed into the car and threw her back pack into the back seat. He asked her where she was going and she told him that she was planning to go to California.
With the lovely girl beside him, Arnie took his time. He was no longer in a rush to get to Denver and that night they camped in a rest stop. There was one drive that dominated Arnie's thoughts and that was to fuck Dawn.
She curled up in the back seat and tried to sleep in the front. Her presence disturbed him greatly and there was no way that he could sleep.
He looked over the seat and saw that her eyes were open.
"Can't sleep?" he asked.
"No."
"Why not?"
"I don't know, man. Can you sleep?"
"No, I don't think so. Why don't we talk?"
"That sounds cool," said Dawn.
She propped herself up on her elbows and looked him in the eyes. He gulped as he looked into those deep eyes. She smiled and then beckoned him to join her in the back seat. He crawled over the seat and landed in the back. She reached down and took out a canteen. In the canteen was some wine.
The two of them began to drink the brew and it warmed their bodies. He looked at the girl and she leaned back while their mouths pressed together. Arnie felt a thrill surge through his body.
He had never been kissed quite that way. There was something free and independent about that kiss, but at the same time something terribly endearing. He looked at her and kissed her again and this time she darted her tongue into his mouth. He pulled on the tongue with his lips and she pressed her boobs up against his chest. He was panting as she kissed him and he wanted her so very much.
His hands trailed up her body and rested on her tits. The boobs were soft and beautifully curved. His hand closed over one of the breasts and she sighed as he massaged the tit.
They were kissing again, but this time it was a more passionate kind of kissing. Their tongues met and glided against each other. The feel of the tongue in Arnie's mouth was soft and warm. He sucked on the tip of it, and felt a shudder throughout Dawn's body. He rubbed his palm onto her tit and felt her nipple extend. He knew that she was excited and that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
She ran her hand down to his thigh and stroked it. He felt another thrill surge through him. He loved the feel of her hand on his thigh. He thought that he would die in a passionate swoon. He kissed her on the mouth again, and then his mouth traveled down to her throat.
His tongue flicked over her throat. She was aroused by the meandering tongue, and she wanted to have it all over her body. Dawn heaved her jugs up and his hand went down on them and rubbed. They were both sighing and heaving against each other as they kissed and fondled.
They were now lying prone in the car and Dawn's hands snaked up to Arnie's hair. She ran her fingers through his hair and then her fingers touched his face. She moved her fingers over his nose and over his lips. She touched his cheeks. She wanted to know his face even in the dark. She felt something wonderful stirring in her cunt, and she knew that it was her hunger for him.
Dawn was gasping and panting as her hand went up and down his face. She was strangely excited by what she did to him, and she wanted him to touch her face. She picked up one of his hands and brought it to her face.
Arnie touched the softness of her cheeks and he felt the grace of her nose. He was aroused by the touch and feel of her face, but it was a different sort of excitement than what he normally felt.
The experience was not so much sexual as it was sensual. There was something about her face that aroused his senses more than his penis. He felt her face again and he panted as he did. He loved the features that were so well molded. He kissed her on the forehead and then he lowered his lips to her lips.
He kissed them once more as his tongue snaked into her mouth. Dawn was now busy kissing and sucking on his mouth. She worked the tongue back and forth in her mouth as if she was trying to devour it. Arnie felt his body get hotter and hotter. Arnie's penis pulsed in his pants.
She rubbed her hand on his chest and then Dawn's hand traveled to his crotch. She cupped her hand over the bulge in his pants and squeezed. Arnie groaned as she moved her fingers over the cock and balls. He was feeling every fiber of his body urge for her. He wanted to slam his cock into her fur pie. He wanted to feel his thing slide into her soft moist muff.
She squeezed the cock and nuts hard, and now his hand went to her breasts and he rubbed them both. She was feeling something happening to her as he stroked them. The two people were highly aroused. Every second was nearly an agony for them.
They wanted to know each other intimately. Dawn wanted to see Arnie's cock. She wanted to know how long it was, what shape it was, and the color of the head. She wanted to know all these things.
She wanted to feel his body on top of her with his cock gently plunging into her body. She was very aroused and thought that her new lover was really something. She wanted to touch him and feel his body as he fucked her.
Arnie's deft fingers found her buttons and pulled them apart. His hand went to her revealed boobs and he stroked them. He worked his hands up and down on her body and she purred like a cat. He kissed her on the throat and then brought his tongue down to her breasts.
He flicked his tongue over her breasts and she writhed like a cat in heat. He sucked on both of her breasts, pulling the full vibrant flesh into his mouth. He sucked on her as hard as he could and she was gasping with joy.
Her body was flushed with heat and passion. Arnie worked his tongue up and down on her body. He loved the sweet taste of her flesh and he savored each lick that he gave her. She was throbbing and her pussy was creaming. She wanted to have him fuck her.
Dawn spread her legs and he brought his lower body down on her. They rubbed their groins together. His cock was as hard as a rock and every time it touched her she nearly exploded with a current of oohs and ahhs. Dawn was a very passionate girl and she knew how to please her lovers. She writhed and undulated under him and now her fingers searched for the buttons on his shirt. She pulled the shirt off of his body and then rubbed her tits onto his chest.
Arnie gasped as he felt the soft, succulent knockers on his chest. He was gasping and panting. He liked the way she felt and he rubbed his chest on her. They rubbed their groins together. The hard cock wanted to be free of its prison.
Dawn kissed Arnie on the chest and her wonderful pink tongue encircled his small tits. She licked them and her tongue ran over the tiny knobs and caused them to become erect. Every part of his body was now aroused and he wanted desperately to fuck the girl.
Dawn pushed him up and then she slipped the rest of her clothes off. He pulled his pants off and now the two of them were nude. They embraced and his cock rubbed her sensitive twat lips. She panted and heaved her chest up as he rubbed the head of his cock into her folds.
He slipped his hand under her ass and then he darted his meat into her cunt. Dawn clenched her teeth in rapture as the fucking began. He whirred his tool into her succulent twat and worked it into her as far as he could. She trembled with excitement as he worked the cock in and out of her body. He would pull the prick nearly out of her and then slam into her again. She thrust her body up and rubbed the top of her groin against his.
They were embraced tightly as the fucking began to build. Arnie could think of no girl that had ever been as pleasurable as Dawn was; a passionate girl, but not wild and animal-like. There was something soothing about the way that she made love and he appreciated that very much. He loved the feel of her body against him.
Their fucking was soothing and loving, yet there was a passion there which was nearly overwhelming. His shaft worked into her body and she rubbed her mouth against his. He liked the way that she was feeling and he wanted to make her feel as good.
His fingers ground into her fleshy ass as the tenseness of the fucking mounted. They kissed each other and continued to fuck. Dawn was giving all that she could to Arnie. Dawn liked him and wanted to please him. She thought that he was a very fine lover and she wanted to give him all the pleasure that she was capable of.
She ground her cunt against his body and he gasped with delight as the cunt seemed to crunch into him. The fucking built and the two of them got hotter and hotter. There was a sweet, powerful pressure building in then-bodies and they wanted to feel the pleasure explode into an orgasm. His cock drove into her cunt some more, and the sweet lips encircled the head of his cock and pulled on it. There was a wet slapping sound as the fucking pounded their bodies together. They were fucking each other as fast as possible now and their pleasure would culminate very soon.
The climax came and seemed to shatter then-bodies into a thousand different parts. They fucked faster to make the climax complete. There was one last pump and then they let the waves of the pleasure drown them.
Arnie felt his soul and body be enveloped by the soft kissing waves of love. He knew that the explosion of the orgasm had ripped through their bodies but now it was like his soul was at peace.
Dawn had come when Arnie had, and she too had felt the same kind of thing as he had. She had known the swift eruption of her body and then the tender waves of love pounding against her like the waves of an ocean.
They parted now and kissed once more. Then Arnie climbed back to the front seat and fell into a deep sleep. The early morning rays woke him and he stretched and then he started the car.
They pulled into Denver about four hours later and then Dawn got out of the car and walked down the freeway ramp. Arnie never saw her again, although he often remembered her and thought that she had stolen his heart.
He went to the dealer again and purchased another kilo of grass. He repeated his moves as before and within three days he was six hundred dollars richer. He liked the life that he was beginning to lead and one night he thought about leaving for good.
"Kim, the open road is where it's at."
"Where what is at?"
"Happiness."
"You really think so, Arnie? What about getting a good job? You know you can do that with a college education."
"Bullshit."
"Arnie, what's happened to you?"
"The wool has been removed from my eyes."
"And what do you see?"
"A lot of heavy shit."
"Arnie, think about the good you can do as a biologist."
"Fuck it. I'll have to kill a lot of toads and fetal pigs before I learn what I want to."
"Arnie, do what you want to but don't forget about the future."
"The future?"
"Yes, don't forget about the future. One day you are going to want to have kids and a nice home."
"Two cars and a television set."
"That's right."
"Kim, I don't need that crap. I don't want that shit."
"You don't?"
"No. By the way, what the hell is happening to you? You seem a lot more serious than you usually are."
"I'm just thinking about my future. One day I know that I am going to want to get married and have some kids. Not now, of course, but one day."
"You always thought this way?"
"Yeah."
"Your aim always seemed to be fun."
"Well, sure, but not in the future. I'm going to get a good job with this B. A. in business administration."
"Whew!"
"What?"
"Nothing, Kim. I'm thinking about splitting and you've almost convinced me to do it."
"Man, hold off and do it during the semester break. You've got one week to go. Do it that way."
"All right, I'll take your advice for this time, but if I don't return after the break, don't be surprised."
"I won't."
Arnie did as Kim had advised, but as soon as he had finished his last exam, he piled into his car, which he had bought with some of the money he had made on his dope runs, and he headed for the open road.
He started towards Wyoming and there in the middle of nowhere he met another girl. Her name was Alicia and she lived in a commune. The name of the commune was the Lost Shangri-La. He stayed for a night on his way, but the night had a way of turning into three days.
Alicia was a fierce-looking girl with dark hair and black eyes. She wore a fur pelt about her that made her look something like a cave woman. There was a primal air about her, and Arnie knew that he must have her.
She was drawn to him because to her eyes he looked like he had the potential for being a rugged man who could live with the natural elements. She admired his lanky build and she wanted to test him. Most of the people in the commune were paired up, and Alicia was the only girl who was not mated. There were three men who were unpaired, but none of them had an interest in her.
Arnie had driven up to the commune because he had lost the way while wandering on the back roads. When he came to the commune, he was surprised to see nude children playing in the sunlight.
He had gotten out of his car and walked up a dirt path to the main house which resembled an Indian lodge. He knocked on the door and was met by the passionate eyes of Alicia.
He had explained to her that he had lost his way. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"I'm not really sure, but the heart of the poet which lives in my body tells me that I will find happiness on the road."
"Far out, but where on the road will you find it?"
"I don't know."
"Do you think that maybe you could find it here?"
"Here?"
"Yes. This is a commune and we are always looking for groovy people."
"Do you think I qualify?"
"Dig it."
"Okay. Why don't I stay here tonight?"
"You'd be glad to."
They had fed him well and smoked some of his grass. They pleaded with him to try it and see what he thought of commune life. He finally agreed that he would stay for at least two more days.
"You can stay in my hut," Alicia told Arnie.
"You sure that's all right?"
"Yeah, man. That's my hut."
They walked out into the darkness and about a half mile down from the lodge. They entered a small one-room hut that was built of mud and sticks. She lit a candle and then she started to undress. She pulled the pelt off of her body and revealed all of her primal beauty to him.
He gasped with delight as he looked at her dark features and her heavenly tanned skin. He felt something stir in his crotch and he knew that he wanted to fuck her.
"Well, why don't you get ready for bed?" she asked.
Arnie said nothing but quickly removed his clothes and then they lay down on the same blankets. She kissed him on the face and he felt passion pulse in his veins.
He wanted her very much and he knew that it was going to be an easy conquest. He rubbed his hands over her breasts and she sighed and moaned as the foreplay began. She ran her hands down to his crotch and lifted up his cock. She pulled on the end of it and he felt a thrill surge through his body.
Alicia looked at him and the look that she gave him drove him wild with passion. They rolled on the ground and his lips pressed hard against hers. His cock grazed against her cunt. They were touching and fondling each other and feeling their heat increase.
He was pounding with excitement as he rubbed the head of his cock into her cunt. She kissed him on the chest and her tongue flicked over his small tits. He was feeling something coming alive in his body. He was driven on by the passion and he wanted to fuck her.
He thought that she was really something and he wanted to give her all the pleasure that he could. Arnie kissed her boobs and then he rammed his cock into her box. She panted as the thing surged into her.
She undulated against him and her soft skin thrilled him. He was trembling with excitement as their fuck became more and more furious. Their bodies were embraced tightly and they ground together. They were fucking faster and faster and Alicia was wild like an animal.
She growled as his cock plunged into her cunt, and she thought that it was really something. She loved the way that it was making her feel and she liked the feel of his cock in her twat. They fucked faster now, their bodies covered with sweat.
Arnie's palms were clammy and he placed them underneath her ass and lifted it up. Alicia shook as the tool plunged into her quim. Then they came with a burst of come that seemed to flood out of their bodies.
Arnie rolled off of her and kissed her on the tits. Her nipples were erect and then he fell to sleep. The next two days were filled with passion, but Arnie knew that he would be leaving. He liked Alicia very much and she had given him great pleasure, but he didn't want to be tied down. Also, Arnie just didn't think that he could fit into the commune life.
He parted with his friends and especially with Alicia in a rather saddened spirit, but he knew that there was nothing that he could do about it. He felt that he was destined to be a drifter.
His car headed down the highway and he was on the outlook for new lessons in life.