Chapter 6
"Now, just pretend that nothing has happened," Margaret said. "Don't say anything about it."
"What do you think we are? Stupid?" Bud said. He picked up his glass of orange juice and drained it in one gulp.
"No, we don't think you're stupid," Jim said, buttering his toast. "Just watch what you say. This is her first morning back with us and the doctors said we should just pretend that everything is the same as it always was."
"That won't be easy," Betty said. She sipped her coffee and listened for the sounds of Cathy's footsteps on the stairs.
Cathy was staring out her window at the flowering tree outside her bedroom window. It was in full blossom now, no longer the tender young buds that she had gazed at so longingly just a few days ago. Now it was a full-flowered tree - just like she was a full-flowered woman.
She caught her breath and turned away from the window. Stupid tree, she thought. What good was it, you couldn't eat the flowers. All you could do was look at them.
She picked up her school satchel and opened her bedroom door.
"Good morning, princess," Jim said brightly as she walked into the kitchen. The family was gathered around the breakfast table, just like always. Only it wasn't like always. Nothing was.
Cathy slipped into her chair and dropped her school books on the floor beside her.
"Here's your orange juice, precious," Margaret said as she slid the glas in front of Cathy.
Orange juice, Cathy thought. I wish it was cyanide.
She lifted the glass to her lips and sipped at it. It tasted funny - different. Everything tasted different, or looked different, or felt different. Nothing would ever be the same again.
"Mother helped me make over that old formal," Betty said to no one in particular. "You just wouldn't recognize it. It looks like a million dollars."
"Hey, that's swell," Bud said.
Betty glared at him. He had never cared if she wore a gunny sack before now. It sounded false.
"Who are you going to the dance with?" Jim asked.
"Tommy Ganshaw," Betty said. "We're double dating with Bob Collier and Paula."
There was a dead silence around the table.
"How's your bike, Bud?" Jim asked. "Any trouble lately?"
"No," Bud said. "Not since I had it worked on at the garage'. Those guys really know what they're doing. A lot better than me fu-," he stopped. "Messing around with it."
"Would you like some cereal, Cathy?" Margaret asked. Cathy was simply staring at a spot on the table, ignoring the attempts at conversation around her.
"No thank you," she said. "I'm not hungry."
There were surreptitious glances all around the table. No one wanted to be caught looking at anyone else.
Betty cleared her throat and started to say something, but thought better of it. Nothing seemed to make any sense anymore. Everything she thought of to say sounded false and stupid.
"Well, I got to go," Bud said. "Don't want to be late to school."
He leaped up from his chair and sped out the door before anyone could say anything to him.
"I guess we'd all better get started," Jim said. "Ready, Kitten."
"I'd rather walk," Cathy said.
Jim glanced at Margaret. She waved a finger at him.
"Sure, Kitten, if that's what you want," Jim said. "I just thought it would be nicer if you rode with me."
"I'd rather walk," she repeated as she slid off her chair and picked up her school satchel. She walked out the door and it clicked behind her.
"Jesus," Betty said. "I feel like I've just been to a wake."
"It was pretty awful," Jim said. "But it will get better. Just give her time."
"I hope so," Betty said. "She gives me the creeps."
"Betty!" Margaret said. "How could you?" "I'm sorry, Mother," Betty said. "But it's true. I have to watch everything I say and nothing sounds right. It's - it's just horrible." Betty leaped up from the table and ran to the stairs. They could hear her sobbing as she charged up the stairs and slammed the door to her room.
Margaret got up and brought the coffee pot over to the table. She poured a cup for Jim and herself and sat back down.
"Nobody said it was going to be easy," Jim said. "And it's not - not on any of us."
"Oh, but Jim," Margaret said. "No matter how hard it is on us, think of what it must be like for her."
"I am thinking of her," Jim said. "All the time."
Cathy walked down the side of the street kicking stones out of her path as she made her way to school. The sounds of children running and laughing surrounded her on all sides. She didn't feel like laughing though. She didn't feel like much of anything.
"Hi Cathy!" a young girl called and waved to her.
Cathy just stared at her.
Stupid girl, Cathy thought. Why doesn't she mind her own business?
As she neared the school, the number of children increased. She had not thought before how dumb and immature most of them were. They didn't seem to have a care in the world. Just running and laughing and playing. Cathy kicked another stone out of her path and walked onto the school yard.
"Hey, Cathy," Billy Peterson said. "How are you? You been sick or something? Why haven't you been in school?"
Cathy looked at him and started laughing. She laughed all the way into the school., Billy just stared after her, wondering what he had said that was so funny.
Cathy walked along the hall to her locker. She turned the dial on the combination lock and opened the door. She could hear whispers around her. She turned quickly and saw that, there were several groups of girls huddled together. They all turned away as Cathy turned to confront them. The whispering stopped for a moment and Cathy turned back to her locker.
She didn't know how word had gotten around, but it was apparent that the whole school knew what had happened to her. Cathy pulled out the books she would need from her satchel and put the rest in her locker and closed the door. She snapped the lock shut and walked to her first class.
Cathy sat down in her seat and opened her notebook. She had fallen far behind in her school work, so she would have to do some extra studying now. She felt a knee press into her ass and turned quickly.
Jimmy Prescott was pushing his knee against her from behind. He grinned at her when she turned to look at him. Cathy slid forward in her chair and turned back around to face the front of the room.
"Hey Cathy," Jimmy whispered. "How about it? Want to go out with me?"
"Leave me alone," Cathy said. Jimmy's hand slipped under her ass. She slapped at him and he laughed.
"What is going on back there?" Mrs. Wilcox, Cathy's teacher asked.
"Nothing, Mrs. Wilcox," Cathy said.
Mrs. Wilcox walked down the row of seats and stopped beside Cathy's desk.
"Nice to see you back in school," Mrs. Wilcox said. "I have your assignments written down. Stop by my desk after class and I'll give them to you."
Mrs. Wilcox returned to her class and began the day's lesson. Cathy felt Jimmy's knee rubbing against her butt all through class. She slapped at him, but he resumed as soon as she relaxed.
He was waiting outside the door to the classroom after Cathy had spoken with Mrs. Wilcox.
"Hey, Cathy," Jimmy said. "How about it? Go out with me tonight."
"Leave me alone," Cathy said. She tried to get past him, but Jimmy blocked her way. He grabbed her hand and shoved it between his legs. She felt his hard cock through his pants.
"Go away," Cathy said, pulling her hand back.
"Aw, come on, Cathy," Jimmy said. "We'll have a good time."
"Go fuck yourself," Cathy said. She shoved her was past Jimmy and hurried down the hall towards hser next class.
Jimmy watched Cathy as she hurried away. He rubbed his cock with his hand. Yes sir, he thought. I'm going to get me some of that sweet pussy of hers.
Cathy noticed all day at school that the girls whispered about her and the boys were looking at her with a new interest. She knew that things would be different now, but it was taking a turn that she didn't like.
There was a group of them waiting for her after school. She saw the boys move out from the wall as she walked down the sidewalk, leaving the school.
"Hey Cathy," one of the boys called. "Come here, we want to talk to you."
"Leave me alone," Cathy called over her shoulder. She hurried down the street, but the boys followed, picking up their pace to catch up with her.
She was frightened.
"Come on, Cathy," one of the boys called. "I've got something for you."
Cathy whirled around. Tommy Conners was groping himself as he stepped ahead of the other boys.
"Go away," Cathy said. "Don't touch me."
"Come on, Cathy," Tommy said. "Take hold of it." He was rubbing his dick as he caught up with Cathy. He grabbed hold of her arm and pushed her hand down betweeen his legs. She could feel the shaft of his prick as he pushed her hand against his crotch.
Cathy grabbed hold of his nuts and squeezed - hard.
Tommy yelled and dropped his hold on her wrist.
"Christ!" Tommy yelled. "That hurts."
"Now will you leave me alone?" Cathy said. "Next time I'll tear them off."
"Don't be like that," Jimmy said. He was one of the boys in the group. "Come on Cathy, let's have some fun."
They were all around her. Cathy felt trapped.
"Yeah," one of the other boys said. "Let's see what you got."
He grabbed hold of one of Cathy's tits and squeezed. She slapped at his hand, but he didn't pull away.
"Come on, Cathy," another boy said. "We'll show you a good time."
They were hustling her towards a vacant lot where there was a clump of trees. Cathy panicked. If they got her in there, it was obvious what would happen. She didn't want to get gang banged by all of the boys.
"Leave me alone," Cathy yelled. "Just leave me alone."
"We'll leave you alone," one of the boys said. "After you take care of us."
There were too many of them. They were everywhere. Cathy felt pinned in as they closed around her, pushing her towards the clump of trees in the vacant lot. Her arms were grabbed and pulled behind her. Cathy felt the rough hands of the boys tearing at her clothes as she was dragged backwards into the trees.
"Don't," Cathy cried. "Please don't."
Rough hands were pulling at her panties, pulling them down as she was held from, behind. She struggled and fought to get loose, but the boys closed in on her. She felt her panties being pulled down and a boy pressed against her pussy with his hand. She screamed and began kicking.
"Let me go!" Cathy cried. "Please let me go."
"Nice pussy," one of the boys said. He was zipping down his fly and reaching inside. His hard cock popped out of the opening in the front of his pants and he stepped up to Cathy.
"Hold her," the boy said. "Hold her, while I fuck her."
Cathy kicked and tried to get her hands loose, but the boys were stronger than she was. She felt the hard head of the boy's cock pushing between her legs. He poked around, trying to get his dick into her pussy, but she was struggling so that he couldn't get it in.
"Hold her still," the boy said. "Hold her so I can get my cock inside her cunt."
Cathy felt hands on her ankles, holding her legs still. She writhed and wriggled, but it was useless. She felt the head of the boy's cock slide into her cunt. She screamed and a hand was clamped over her mouth.
The hard thrust of the boy's cock ripped into her pussy. She fel his thick dick shaft slide into her cunt and he plunged. Cathy felt sick as the boy banged his meat into her, fucking her tender young cunt, plowing into her and ramming it home.
"Oh that's good," the boy said. "That's so good." He slid his dick in and out of her pussy, shoving it in all the way and sliding it back to the head and then ramming again.
Cathy felt the hot squirts of his cum shooting into her cunt. He slid his dick all the way inside her pussy and throbbed as he unloaded into her.
The boy pulled his cock put of her pussy and Cathy felt another cock take its place. One by one the boys rammed their cocks into her cunt, fucking her and shooting their hot loads into her cunt.
Cathy lay on the ground after the boys left. Her panties were ripped and her cunt was sore from all the fucking. She felt numb.
"How was school?" Margaret asked as Cathy walked into the house.
"Fine," Cathy said. "Just fine."
She walked through the kitchen and climbed the stairs. Alone in her room, Cathy lay down on the bed and stared up to the ceiling. She didn't feel anything - just emptiness.
Tommy Ganshaw gave his hair a final touch with the comb. He stepped back and admired himself in the mirror. Pretty damned good, he thought to himself. Yes sir, pretty damned good.
Bob Collier was sitting in the living room talking with Tommy's parents when Tommy came down the stairs.
"Okay, let's go get 'em," Tommy said.
"Hey you look great," Tommy's mother said.
"Thanks, Mom," Tommy said.
Bob and he walked out to Bob's car and climbed in. They headed down the street to pick up Paula, then they would get Betty. It was going to be a great night.
"Think the girls will put out?" Tommy asked Bob.
"We'll find out," Bob said. "I sure as hell hope so. I'm so fucking horny I could screw a tree." " "Me too," Tommy said.
Paula was ready when the boys pulled up in front of her house. She kissed her mother on the cheek and slipped out the door.
"Hi," Paula said as Tommy got out of the car and held the door open for her. She slid into the front seat beside Bob and Tommy climbed into the back.
"You. look great," Bob said.
"Thank you," Paula said. "You both look terrific too."
Betty was nervously pacing the iloor in the living room. She wasn't sure the date was a good idea. It had sounded like fun when Paula had brought up the subject. But she was confused. She loved Paula and didn't know if she could hide the fact from the boys when they were alone. She would do her best though.
"For heaven's sake, Betty," Margaret said. "Sit down. You're making me nervous."
"I'm sorry," Betty said. She sat down and folded her hands in her lap.
The doorbell rang and Betty jumped up as though she had been shot.
"They're here," she said. She ran to the front door and threw it open.
"Hi Tommy," she said. "Come in and say hello to my parents."
Tommy walked into the house and Betty closed the door. They walked into the living room. Jim stood up and shook hands with Tommy.
"Good evening Mrs. Anderson," Tommy said to Margaret.
"Hello, Tommy," Margaret said. "You look fabulous."
"Thanks," Tommy said. "That's a pretty dress, Betty."
Betty twirled around in her remodeled dress. Her mother had made some improvements to it. It was hardly recognizable as the dress she had worn to a dance the year before. The removal of the netting that covered the skirt and the addition of panels of contrasting satin gave the dress a totally new look.
"Well, we should be going," Tommy said. "The others are waiting in the car."
Betty kissed her mother on the cheek and got her jacket. Tommy helped her on with it and they walked to the door.
"Don't be out too late," Jim said.
"Alright, Father," Betty said.
"Have a wonderful time," Margaret said. Betty and Tommy left the house and walked out to the curb where Bob and Paula were waiting in the car.
"Hi," Betty said as she slid into the back seat of the car, "You look great."
"Thanks," Bob said.
"I meant Paula," Betty said. "But you look alright too."
Betty felt Tommy's arm creep around her shoulder. She relaxed against the seat and felt him press his knee against hers. She looked nervously into the front seat. Paula was sitting as far away from Bob as she could. Betty stiffened and pulled her leg away from Tommy's.
"Let's stop somewhere for a drink before we go to the dance," Bob said. "Would you like to?"
"Sure," Tommy said. "How about it, jetty?"
"Fine with me, how about you, Paula?" she said.
"Great idea," Paula said. "How about the Holiday Inn. They have a nice bar there."
"Okay," Bob said.
The drive out to the Holiday Inn went quickly. Paula turned in the seat and she and Betty chatted while they rode.
"Here we are," Bob said as they pulled into the parking lot. They left the car and walked into the building.
"Let's sit at a table," Paula said. "I don't like bar stools."
They found a table and the cocktail waitress came over to take their orders. Drinks were ordered all around and Bob offered Paula a cigarette.
"No thank you," Betty said as he offered the pack to her. "I don't smoke. But don't let that stop the rest of you."
They were all somewhat tense. Paula and Betty kept up a constant chatter, but the boys were not included in the conversation. They seemed to ignore their dates.
"Hey, we could just rent a room here and skip the dance," Bob said.
"Don't be funny," Paula said.
Betty was not amused by the idea either. She would love to be alone with Paula. She felt strange with Tommy. He was a nice looking young man, but she was nervous and everytime he touched her, she jumped.
"Well, I guess we'd better go," Tommy said as they were finishing their drinks. "The dance should have started by now."
The group left the bar and walked back to the car. The drinks had relaxed them all somewhat and Betty took Tommy's arm as they walked across the parking lot.
Paula slid over in the seat closer to Bob and Betty let Tommy put his arm around her again. She pressed her leg against his and he felt his dick getting hard. The closeness in the back seat of the car was exciting and Betty leaned back against Tommy's arm that circled her shoulder.
The dance was held in the American Legion hall and there was quite a crowd already there when the young people arrived. Betty felt excited as they walked into the large dance area. It was decorated attractively and the band was really making things jump.
"Come on, Betty," Tommy said. "Let's show them how it's done."
They paired off and joined the throng on the dance floor. Tommy was a good dancer and Betty was really having a good time. She threw herself into the spirit and cut loose.
Tommy was pleased to see how well Betty danced. They were the center of attention.
"Let's sit this one out," Betty said after a particularly vigorous dance number. "I'm getting a little winded."
"Me too," Tommy panted as they made their way to a table.
Paula and Bob were already seated there and they joined their friends.
"Nice band," Betty said as Tommy held the chair out for her to sit in.
"Great," Paula said. "Are they a local group?"
"I don't know," Betty said. "But they sure are good."
"Would you like something to drink?" Tommy said. "The bar is open."
"Sure," Betty said.
Tommy and Bob went over to the bar to get drinks for everyone.
"Are you having a good time?" Paula asked Betty.
"Not particularly," Betty said. "How about you?"
"It's alright," Paula said. "But I'd rather be alone with you."
"Same here," Betty said. "Why don't we get headaches or something and get them to take up home?"
"I think they've got something else in mind," Paula said. "What do you say, shall we give them a thrill?"
"I'm game if you are," Betty said. "What shall we do?"
"Watch me," Paula said.
The guys returned to the table with drinks for the girls and themselves. Bob sat down next to Paula and she took a sip of her drink.
Paula slid her hand under the table and gripped Bob's cock in her hand. He looked startled as she pressed her hand between his legs and felt his meat.
Betty put her hand in Tommy's lap and she took hold of his dick through his pants.
"Let's go after this drink," Paula said. "I know a place we can go."
"Great," Bob said. He winked at Tommy. It looked like they were going to get it on after all.
Betty felt Tommy's prick getting hard as she held onto it under the table. She gave it a hard squeeze and slipped her hand away. "Where shall we go?" Bob said as they climbed back in the car.
"Drive straight out the highway towards Wilmington," Paula said. "There's an old cabin up in the hills. Nobody ever goes there."
Bob followed the directions that Paula gave him and they were soon headed for the old cabin.
Betty reached her hand between Tommy's legs and grabbed hold of his nuts with her hand. She slipped her hand up and down the shaft of his cock. It was really hard now.
Paula slid over in the seat and sat next to Bob. She unzipped his pants and reached inside.
Bob's cock was hard as Paula closed her fingers around it. She pulled it out of his pants and stroked it as they drove down the highway.
"Turn here," Paula said as they came to a dirt lane.
Bob turned the car up the lane and they climbed to the top of the hill. He stopped the car and turned off the key.
Betty and Tommy got out of the back seat and followed the other two into the cabin.
"It looks like somebody's been here," Bob said. There were beer cans all over the place.
"It sure does," Tommy said.
"It doesn't matter," Paula said. "We're here now."
She let Bob put his arms around her and pressed her lips to his as Betty sat down on the couch with Tommy. She leaned back against the cushions and Tommy put his arms around her and kissed her on the mouth.
Paula pulled Bob's cock out again and stroked it as he felt her tits. She gripped his meat in her hand and closed her fingers around it. Betty felt Tommy's hands sliding up and down her back as he pulled her closer to himself and held on tightly.
"Let's go in the bedroom," Paula whispered to Bob. He followed her as she led the way into the other room.
Paula unzipped her dress and slipped it off.
She lay it on a chair and Bob began to take off his clothes. Soon they were both naked. Paula lay down on the bed and Bob climbed in beside her.
She felt his cock press against her as he put his arms around her. She lay back and Bob took her full breasts in his hands and held them as he began to kiss her on the neck and shoulders.
"Let's take our clothes off," Tommy said to Betty. She let him unzip her dress and she stood up to take it off.
Tommy stripped of his clothes and Betty lay on the couch, naked. Tommy's hard cock was throbbing as he climbed onto the couch beside Betty. He pressed his body against hers and she felt his dick slide between her legs. Tommy cupped Betty's tits in his hands. Betty took hold of Tommy's cock and guided it into place as he lowered his body onto hers.
She felt his hard cock slide into her pussy. Betty gasped as Tommy thrust his cock into her cunt. She put her arms around him and pulled him down on top of her, thursting her ass up from the couch as Tommy began to slide his long, thick cock in and out of her cunt.
Paula twisted around on the bed and took hold of Bob's dick. She opened her mouth and let it slide into the wetness. He pressed his face into her snatch and Paula felt Bob's tongue lick at her slit. She gripped his head with her hand and pushed his face into her box. She felt his tongue slide into her snatch and his cock prodded into her mouth and slid down her throat. She gobbled at his dick as he slid his tongue in and out of her hot pussy.
Betty felt the hard, thrusting power of Tommy's cock as he raised up and lowered his hips, driving his dick into her cunt. She manipulated her vaginal muscles, pulling on his tool as he slid it deep inside her. Betty pressed on Tommy's ass as he rammed his meat into her, filling her cunt with his dick.
Bud tooled down the road, Francine holding tight to his waist as he gave his bike some gas and sped onwards.
"We'll be there any minute," Bud yelled to her. Francine gripped him tighter around the waist as he turned up the dirt lane that led to the cabin.
Betty was moaning and gasping as Tommy slid his meat into her, driving his cock in hard. They didn't hear the motorcycle as Bud made the top of the hill and pulled up in front of the cabin.
"Hey, it looks like somebody's here," Francine said.
"Yeah," Bud said. He climbed off the bike and walked around the strange car that was parked in front of the club house."I wonder who it is" he said.
"Let's go in and find out," Francine said.
Bud pushed the door of the cabin open and stepped inside.
Betty screamed as she saw the door open.
"What the hell?" Bud said.
Tommy looked up from where he was pumping his cock into Betty's cunt.
"Bud!" Betty said. "What are you doing here?"
"What the hell are you doing here?" Bud said.
"That's pretty obvious, isn't it?". Tommy said.
Bob and Paula came to the door of the bedroom.
"Jesus Christ," Bud said. "The place is crawling with them?"
"Paula, this is my brother, Bud," Betty said. Tommy was frozen with his dick halfway inside Betty's snatch.
"How do you do?" Paula said. "This is Bob."
"Hi Bud," Bob said. "Nice to meet you."
"What the hell is this, some kind of tea party?" Francine said.
"Come on, Bud," Tommy said. "Join in. We might as well all get it on."
Bud scratched his head. He felt kind of strange with the four naked people standing and lying around the place.
"Sure," Francine said. "It looks like fun."
She pulled her sweater off over her head and dropped it on the floor. She unfastened her bra and let it fall loose.
"Come on, Bud," Bob said. "Get into it."
What the hell? Bud thought. Why not?
He kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt. He slipped his pants down and stepped out of them. Francine had removed her clothes and was looking at Bob's cock. She stepped over to where he was standing and took hold of it.
"We might as well all be friendly," Francine said. She stroked on Bob's cock and he raised his hands and put them on Francine's jugs. They were really big and his cock sprang up to attention as he felt their soft, pliant flesh.
Tommy pulled his cock out of Betty's pussy and walked over to where Francine was groping Bob. He put his hands on her ass and felt the jiggling flesh of her buttocks.
Bud was stripped now. His cock was getting hard as he watched Francine pull on Bob's dick.
"Let's go in the bedroom," Bud said. Bob and Tommy followed Francine into the bedroom. She climbed onto the bed and the three young men piled on.
Francine got up on her hands and knees.
She grabbed hold of Bob's dick and took it in her mouth. She slid her tongue around the head of it and took the shaft down her throat. Betty got up from the couch and walked over to Paula. They stood in the doorway watching as Francine gobbled up Bob's dick. Tommy lay down between Francine's legs and she spread her knees out, sliding down and taking his cockhead into her pussy. She slipped down and Tommy rammed his meat into her snatch.
Bud got up on his knees and got behind Francine. He gripped his cock in his hand and pushed the head of it between the cheeks of her ass. Francine felt Bud's hot, hard prick slide into her asshole as Tommy rammed his meat into her cunt.
Paula put her arm around Betty and pulled her close to her.
"Let her take care of them," Paula said. "Let's go lie down on the couch."
Betty and Paula walked to the couch and sat down on it. Paula leaned back against the arm of the couch and lay back. Betty lay her head between Paula's legs and pressed her mouth to Paula's pussy. Paula felt the warm, wet tongue slide into her cunt as Betty started to eat her out.
Francine was getting it from all sides as she took Bud's dick up her ass, Tommy's in her pussy and sucked on Bob's meat.
Paula put her hands on Betty's head and held it between her legs as Betty sucked on her cunt. She slid her hot tongue inside the girl's box and licked at her pussy, sliding her tongue in deep.
Bob shot his load into Francine's mouth and she swallowed it down. She felt the hard thrusts of the other two boy's cocks as they rammed her pussy and her asshole. Bud shot off in her butt and Tommy squirted his seed into her pussy.
Francine took it all and loved every minute of it.