Chapter 10
The brief encounter with Liz in a bathroom brought back sharply a memory that had been blocked out for years. As Kathy dressed to go outside, it all came back to her.
She stole a glance at Liz who was primly rearranging wisps of hair that had been torn loose by passion. Kathy also noticed dim outlines of her teeth marks on Liz's neck, proof the sexual experience had been very real.
As Kathy dressed she remembered. She was fifteen and had gone shopping on a Saturday afternoon with Mary who was seventeen and had just separated from her husband after only three months of marriage. Actually Kathy had been friends with Mary's younger sister, Flo, but Flo was away at school and Mary and Kathy had become friendly.
They went shopping and Mary had told her the problems of her marriage-mostly it was that she couldn't stand the touch of her husband and he was at her all the time. They bought some little things and two attractive lacy negligees. Mary had insisted upon paying for Kathy's. She said she had lots of money saved up and she insisted upon the treat.
When they arrived back home late on a Saturday afternoon, no one was home at Mary's house and a note said no one would be home until the next day. The first thing they had to do was to try on their negligees.
Kathy thought Mary looked marvelous and Mary thought Kathy was so sexy with her see-through lace it was cause for rape.
Kathy supposed it was her fault. Because she was so curious about sex and marriage, she wanted to know why Mary was repulsed by her husband's advances. Kathy thought he was a very handsome man.
Mary tried to explain it while they sipped some wine in their negligees. "Men are so aggressive and rough and clumsy. They hurt. I've had other experiences with men before my husband. I just find that men want their thrills fast and to hell with the girl."
Kathy secretly thought she'd love to have a man make love to her under the right circumstances but she said, "But Mary, you're only seventeen. What happens now? If that's the way men are, why not make the best of it?"
"I know it's a problem," Mary mused. "I know I'm normal (that's what she thought then) and so I suppose some day I'll find a man who is tender, sensitive and gentle, like a girl. Have you ever just slept in the same bed with a girl and cuddled-how warm and sweet it is. That's what I mean."
Kathy had slept with girl friends and found it warm and satisfying.
"Tell you what," Mary said. "Why don't you ask your parents if you can stay with me tonight? Joe has gone and it's lonely without my folks."
So Kathy got permission on the telephone and the two girls talked, sipped some more wine and then went to bed in the baby doll nighties they had bought. Kathy was drowsy from the wine and just cuddled into Mary's arms and fell asleep. She awoke because Mary held her tightly and her hand was under Kathy's nightie and on Kathy's young breasts. She liked Mary and it was a nice feeling but she turned out of Mary's embrace and turned her back to her.
Mary whispered, "You see how nice this is? How warm and affectionate? Try to stay awake for just a little." She kissed Kathy on the back of the neck.
"I'm sleepy," Kathy said, and fell right off to sleep again.
Then came the shocker. She had this erotic dream that Mary's ex-husband was making love to her and it was thrilling. She couldn't understand why Mary didn't like it. And she woke up. She was very wet between her legs and Mary's hand was there. Mary was moaning with passion moving in a back and forth motion against Kathy's backside which was nude up against Mary's pubic area.
Kathy was panicky. She was torn between two things-whether to jump out of bed and run or just lie there as if she were asleep. She remembered she chose the latter because she didn't want to hurt Mary's feelings. Now she smiled at that.
So Kathy pretended sleep and Mary rocked back and forth, one hand on Kathy's breast and the other between her legs, all the while Mary was moaning and saying things like, "I need it. I need it. All this time."
Kathy didn't quite comprehend but let herself be used until she felt Mary tighten and then in release moan, "I love it! I love it!" Soon she relaxed her hold on Kathy and they both went to sleep.
Mary never brought it up afterward and Kathy just forgot it but vowed she'd never sleep with Mary again. She remembered Mary re-married again a year later. She hoped Mary was as happy as she was.
That was the only other homosexual experience she had ever had. And she was passive. This is the first one she ever had in which she was almost active. Kathy reviewed it and liked it but she knew it probably would never happen again. She was made for men and while she liked Liz she considered the incident child's play or a sickness. She thought all these people were sick. Yet it all had a strange fascination.
Meanwhile with Mitch mixing the drinks, the men were talking about their experiences. Mike reported on a switch party he had attended the past weekend. "Thirty couples. Wall to wall flesh-all over the floor. And some of the wives were beautiful and starved. A great combination. I was starting to make it with one broad, a trifle heavy but loaded tits, when this beautiful, sexy slim madonna put one foot on my back and said, "Stop. Don't waste it." I looked up into a northeast view of her twat and all the goodies above it. Meanwhile this bitch under me is panting because I'm about to put it in.
"Well, again she said, 'Don't waste it.' I guess she dug my tennis body and I just pulled at one leg and dumped her on the floor next to us. "Meanwhile the hot bitch under me is grabbing for me and by now all I want to do is screw this beauty, who is holding onto me from the side and sticking her wet tongue deep in my ear.
"I just reached over and latched on to one of my pals who was only talking to some broad and I practically put his bull pecker into this bitch who was under me. It didn't make any difference to me. So I rolled over on Susan, this marvelous beauty, and gave her a yentz like she'll never forget. Come was dripping out of her ears and it's a wonder the house wasn't raided what with her screams.
"You know what? Later I found out she's married to Judge Bascom. Remember that old bastard in Santa Monica? No wonder she needed a good one."
The other men laughed.
It was Dale who was most interested. He drank it all in. Sex was interesting, important, but most important was the names he heard. The men he was with. Just some appearances on the swinger's circuit could make him a big success. How better to know the famous than to have this kind of intimacy with them. He asked the question, "But isn't there a sameness about these parties-these orgies?"
Mitch answered. "The sameness part we like. The difference part we love. Like at the Brinkman's house a few weeks ago those two football greats were making it with each other. Now that was a surprise. They were drunk, of course, but when I saw that two hundred and fifty pounder shoving into that other guy's ass, I thought I'd have a hemorrhage from laugh-tog."
"No kidding," Dale said.
"Yeah, there are always surprises," Irv said. "Like tonight. Who knows what will happen? There's always something off-beat. Take Mitch here. He's always interesting to watch. He thinks he's a reactionary but he isn't. Mitch, this is a rebellion against society. Your rebellion too. That makes you a hippie. An overgrown hippie. All the same pattern. Hippies, riots, homos. This so-called moral reevaluation. It's a cycle as old as civilization."
Mitch looked stunned by it.
Dale tried to think of something so he could become even closer to this group-he needed something to share with them. He remembered. "I haven't swung like you guys but I've had a few wild experiences. After my final college prom, I took these twin beauties home. We went to their summer cottage in back of the main house and then in for a nude swim. After we dried off, I started to make it with one of them and the other was jealous and wouldn't let us finish. It was funny. They were fighting and all I was trying to do was get my nuts off.
"First thing you know they're loving it up and I found out they were les and dug each other. Now you must admit that is pretty damn handy." Dale laughed and everyone smiled.
There was a banging on a door and Natalie burst into the room. She was garbed in half-high spike heeled boots, hip length black mesh hose, brief belted leather jacket with upturned collar, a foot long cigarette holder, a monocle on her left eye and a whip in her right hand. She struck a pose, legs wide and snapped the whip imperiously.
She was the portrait of a beautiful Amazon. The men smiled with appreciation. "Wonderful," Dale said.
Continuing in character, Natalie strode heavily toward the men, snapped the whip and shouted, "Dogs, be still." She snapped the whip again. "Grovel, you swine! On your knees!"
Irv commented, "That's my wife, the Bitch of Buchenwald!"
Natalie shrieked, "Silence, dogs." Then Dale was her victim. She walked to him and commanded, "Down you. Down on your knees." She pointed the whip at him.
Dale looked around, uncertainty on his face.
Mike laughed and said, "With an invitation like that, he hesitates?"
As the others grinned, Dale sank to his knees and buried his head in Natalie's crotch.
"That feels good," Natalie said softly. Then she recovered her character and tapping Dale commanded, "Eat!"
Dale feigned chewing and Natalie laughed pushing him away. "Up," she commanded.
Dale got up and smiled self-consciously. Natalie dropped her pose and showed off the outfit. "Not bad, eh?"
Her husband said, "On you it looks natural." Mitch wanted to know where she had dug it up. "Very simple," Natalie explained, "In your wife's closet. And the whip was in Danny's room."
Mike was curious about the other girls. "What's going on back there?" He started for the back but Natalie raised the whip in warning. "No you don't. You'll spoil it. They'll be out when they're good and ready."
"You realize," Mike said, "if you all look this good we'll have a helluva job making a choice."
"Oh, didn't you hear?" Mitch asked. "We're going to spin a bottle tonight to pick partners. That's the new rule. Incidentally Natalie, go find a bottle, an empty one.
Mike wasn't happy. "I just want to make out. Let's not play games." No one paid any attention to him.
Natalie found a bottle and Mitch set up chairs around a round coffee table. Mitch gave it a trial spin. "Sit," he said, and the boys sat, leaving spaces for the women.
"You guys," said Mike, still disgusted, "are just like kids. Spin the bottle. You should grab your broad and carry her into a bedroom."
Mitch got a little annoyed. "All you can think of is screw. How do you know we aren't contributing to mankind? Ours is an experimentation. If it works, other groups will follow and maybe this will be the future. Do you know what's going on in the science laboratories of the world-just such experiments."
"That's a lot of crap," Mike grinned.
"No, it's not. I was just reading that a government scientist put four white rats in a two-foot square cage. Two males and two females. After a while with births the floor was covered with rats. Food wasn't a problem but they turned on each other. Some became cannibalistic. They hated each other. Others starved to death-the weak ones. The others took the food. And some turned homosexual."
"Interesting," Irv said. "And the same thing is happening to people. We're becoming anti-social, banding in small groups, nations, and turning our backs on the rest of the world."
Mike said, "What the hell has happened to you guys. All these beautiful girls and you talk of rats. I say, bring on the girls and let's get going."
Natalie jumped to her feet. "Right. Let's bring on the girls and let's get going. I'll find out what's happened to them."
She walked fast into the bedroom where the girls were.
Dale said to Irv, "She's really something. What a woman!"
Irv only shrugged and said with a shrug, "Better than nothing I guess."
Natalie shouted from inside, "Are all you sex maniacs ready?"
Someone said, "Ready," and all eyes went to the hallway.
Natalie shouted, "The big show is about to begin."
The men shifted their chairs to get a better view.
Natalie came in and announced, "First on the program is Frenchy la French, our French nurse. Are you ready? Come out, Frenchy, and give the boys a thrill." She held out one arm in welcome.
Thelma was Frenchy la French. She had on a mini-skirted nurse's uniform that zipped down the front, and a white nurse's cap. The zipper was open to the waist.
Everyone whistled and applauded like a burlesque audience.
Thelma bowed and moved over.
Natalie took her podium again. "Next we have a treat for the mama's boys and those boys who like a little masculine schmaltz in their love-making. Ta raaa-a. Liz the Magnificent."
Liz emerged into view in pinstripe trousers, white shirt, He and dark vest. She flipped a half-dollar like George Raft, the dude gambler and said, "Come and get it, fellows."