Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 46

I walked to my bedroom and dumped my school bag on the floor next to my desk. I was excited at the prospect of seeing Sylvia Marks again, I thought her to be a very, very sexy girl.

There are women who are good looking, there are a few beautiful ones, and then there are drop-dead sexy girls. Most of the sexy women I have ever seen were pretty easy on the eyes. Even some

"tom-boy' types could look very sexy when they wanted to. Terri

was an excellent example of the latter type. She had taken her old persona and had changed it from "kind of dumpy & frumpy" to "her clothes fit nice in all the right places".

A simple change of clothes was all it took for her to change how people looked and thought about her.

I knew she was sexy after our first encounter on the first day of school.

Sylvia was the kind of girl who was sexy all the time. Her excellent taste in clothing only added to her sexiness. It is worth mentioning taste in clothing only added to her sexiness. It is worth mentioning that her beautiful, soft white body was sexy even when most of her clothes were not currently being worn.

I headed back to the kitchen to see what was for supper. It smelled like meatloaf and baked potatoes to me. I saw my sister sitting on her bed reading from a blue notebook. She seened quite intent on whatever had been written on the pages she was reading. I knew better than to ask her about it, she'd only tell me it was none of my business. If I persisted, she'd get up and close the door in my face. I continued until I was in the kitchen.

"Supper smells good Mom", I said.

"It's meatloaf... your favorite kind of food. With baked potatoes and corn too", she answered.

The salad bowls were beside the plates, and the salad dressing bottles were on the table. Bottles on the table meant that the main course was almost ready to come out of the oven.

Half an hour later the only things left on the table were empty bowls and plates with colored smears on them from where the food had been.

Ten minutes after that, was knocking on the door to Roy's house; having ridden my bicycle to his house and parked it against the garage door. The bike would shorten my travel times considerably this evening.

Roy's mom answered the door, told me Roy and Bill were downstairs watching television and that should go down and join him there. As walked down the stairs and into the room, I could see that Bill was already there.

"Hi Nick", Roy and Bill both said at once.

"Hey guys, how's it going?", I answered.

I sat on the couch and turned to see what was on the TV, but Roy suddenly got off his chair, walked over to the TV and turned it off.

Having returned to his chair he asked, "So.. Nick talk around the school is that you've been a busy beaver with the girls at school. What's the scoop there buddy?"

"What have you heard exactly?" I asked. I wasn't going to volunteer any information, although I might answer a direct question or two.

Roy stated, "We have heard that you spent the first school night with Sylvia Marks, but we already knew that. We also heard that you've been seen talking to Terri and then the both of you disappeared suddenly for an unknown amount of time in an unknown place. Word is this has happened more than once or twice, depending on who you are hearing it from. And of course, pretty well everyone knows you banged Heather under the bridge last night twice.

Bill sadly commented that Heather had never shown any interest In him. Roy submitted that none of the women in town had shown any interest in him. Bill told Roy to go fuck himself. Roy just grinned.

I thought for a bit then answered with, "I already told you guys all I'm going to tell you about my time with Sylvia, she was helping me with English. She's great at it and I suck at it."

"I'm not going to even try to deny what everyone in town already seems to know about Heather and me last night. I'm pretty sure Heather called all her friends and told them exactly what happened under the bridge."

"So, what about Terri then?" Bill asked. Roy echoed his question, "Yeah, so what about Terri eh?"

I thought hard about the times I had been with Terri and her change in attitude and dress from a crude-looking tom-boy to a sexy looking minx. also thought about her warning to me what would happen to me if I told anyone anything about her and me and the times we have spent together. I didn't want her to be mad at me at all. I genuinely enjoyed my time with her and her easy attitude about me having sex with more women than just her.

Sex with Terri was really, really good. Fucking Heather was also great, but fucking Heather could happen at any time in the future. She didn't give a shit about who she fucked, who fucked her, and whoever else the guys who had fucked her were currently fucking as well. A flicker of doubt about Heather and the passionate kissing we had shared didn't seem to fit her profile of energetically fucking anything with a dick. Maybe she kissed all the guys that way... I really didn't know.

Roy and Bill were both looking at me, waiting for my answer to their shared question. I could see that they knew I was thinking "What have you heard exactly?" I asked. I wasn't going to volunteer any information, although I might answer a direct question or two.

Roy stated, "We have heard that you spent the first school night with Sylvia Marks, but we already knew that. We also heard that you've been seen talking to Terri and then the both of you disappeared suddenly for an unknown amount of time in an unknown place. Word is this has happened more than once or twice, depending on who you are hearing it from. And of course, pretty well everyone knows you banged Heather under the bridge last night twice.