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Book
II
Things
That Go Bump in the Night
Chapter
1 – Deputy Mayfield
II
The rain came down in droves. It was a perfect ending to a perfectly fucked
up night. Lana had been late to the
party and had hopped tonight would be the night that she and Brody finally had
there moment.
Brody and her were in the same
Economics class and he had asked her to the frat party. She said she would love to go but had to
work. He told her to stop by after
work. So she had rushed back to the dorm
room and gotten ready. The radio had
said there was little chance of rain, so she left her jacket and umbrella in
the room. Janie wasn’t around when she
was in the room. She was probably out
some where with another one of her boy toys.
That roommate of hers always had one boy or another on the hook.
However, when she went to the party
everything went wrong. Brody was
there. However, he she actually walked
in on that asshole making out with another girl. So now here she was walking
home and the sky has opened up just like the ducts in her eyes. She had like Brody or at least though she
did. She didn’t date much, not like
Janie.
She was a little jealous of how
casual and relaxed Janie was about the whole dating and sex thing. She has had sex with Bryan back in high
school. It was young love and it was supposed
to last forever. However, he had gone
off to Wichita State on a baseball scholarship and that was the end of
that. It lasted all of about three weeks
after he got there before he called her and very honestly told her that
baseball players at Wichita State were gods and he needed to be free to
explore. The son of a bitch had actually
said he needed to “Sow his royal oats” Can you believe that, what was this
Coming to fucking America. Maybe just
maybe he would give her a call at Christmas break because he probably wouldn’t
be home for Christmas.
Janie had been so sweet during the
break up. She was always there to whip
her tears and tell her everything would be ok.
That the first love always was the sweetest love but hurt the most when
it ended and honey she would say it always does end. She told her that mean where idiots and that
they were there for a good bang and that was about it. Have fun with as many of them as you can before
you decide to settle down.
It was during this time she had
learned just about how adventurous her roommate was. She had done all sorts of sexual things. Her young sex life could have been featured
on one of those HBO Real Sex Shows had most of it not taken place in high
school. It was also during these
conversations that it became apparent that to both Lana and Janie that she in
all those back seat romps with her baseball stud that Lana had never achieved
an orgasm.
Janie asked her if she had never
double clicked her own mouse. Lana was a
little taken back by the turn in the conversation. She swore up and down as women do that they
would never do such a thing and it was disgusting. That is when Janie looked at her square in
the face and said see, if you’d had an orgasm then we wouldn’t be having this
conversation.
She told Lana how fun it was and
how much of a stress relief it was. That
she had some erotica written by some B person or another that she could borrow
if she wanted. She said honey this B
fella makes 50 shades read like a children’s novel and the guy could actually
tell a pretty good story too. She told
Janie she would borrow it some time and maybe she should as she said doubled
click her own mouse. However, she never
had. It just seemed not wrong to her,
but well she was a hot 19 year old women, not that Janie wasn’t pretty but
well, she was into Brody and well she thought wasn’t a boy supposed to give you
your first orgasm?
Now here she was and the rain was
cold and getting colder. If she didn’t
get back to the dorm soon she would catch a cold. She should about running but her shoes
weren’t made for running. So she plodded
along alone in the night and she cried over a boy she had never kissed. It was so silly. Stupid boy.
She got home and was surprised her
key was actually in her pocket. After the
night she was having and the year she wouldn’t have been surprised that she had
lost it but she had not. It opened the lobby door and then she took the
elevator up to five.
She hopped Janie was still out all
she wanted to do was dry off, take a shower and slip under her sheets and cry
herself to sleep. Sometimes you just
needed to clean the system and crying even though it drained you certainly did
that.
So she was really disappointed when
she opened the door and Janie was sitting on her bed with the phone cradled to
her ear. She was flushed in the face and
seemed to be breathing heavily. The open
of the door seemed to jerk her out of what appeared to be a serious conversation. When she saw Lana looking at her, see turned
beat red. Then what seemed to be
embarrassment quickly turned to concern as she saw Lana standing there soaking
wet.
“David I will have to call you
back.” She said.
Something from the other line Lana
couldn’t here it.
“I don’t know when, you just stay
how you are, and I will call when I can.
It is Lana, she is all out of sorts and I have to see to her.”
Lana started to protest but Janie
held up her hand and said good-bye at the same time. She turned concerned eyes towards her younger
roommate her had just walked into the room.
“Oh Darlin, what happened to you?”
Lana broke down and started
balling. She couldn’t help it. It was just about Brody. It was about everything. She was a freshman in College and her and
Bryan were supposed to last forever. She
would work and go to IUW until she could afford enough to transfer to Wichita
State. She wasn’t supposed to be home
early from the hot college party, soaking wet, wishing she was still at South,
because she was a Queen at South and ever weekend was the cool parties and Bryan
and it was supposed to last forever.
She mumbled to Janie what had
happened with Brody and what an asshole he was.
“I told you men were worthless
except for a good hard fuck!” Janie
said.
Janie in circled her in a big bear
hug. Lana could feel her stiff nipples
poking into her. She had definitely
walked into something. Janie kept
telling it was all right and that she would take care of her, not to worry, she
would call her friend and change her plans.
Lana tried to tell her no, but Janie insisted. She called back whoever it was on the other
end of the phone, and promised that she would make it up to him but she just
had to stay her with Lana. It was the
right thing to do.
Lana had grabbed her towel off the
drying rack and started to dry her hair.
When she felt Janie’s hands take it from her. Janie turned her around, and said oh sweet
thing the first thing we have to do is get you out of those wet cloths and that
is exactly what Janie did.
Janie unbutton her shit and peeled
it off of her. Then she pulled the
t-shirt off over her head. Next she was
popping the buttons on her jean skirt and telling Lana to step out of hit. Lana did as she was told. Janie was being so nice and she had been so
upset.
Janie looked her from head to toe
“Oh my fucking god honey, that Brody is an idiot!”
Lana turned a little pinker if that
was possible being flushed from the tears and the rain. “No, really, OMG, if he could see that hot
little bra and panty number you put on for him, all I can say is WOW, I never
knew what a hard body you had.”
Janie moved back and reached around
her and started to unclasp her bra and finally Lana was jerked out of her stupor
and asked “Whaa, what are you doing?”
“Honey, you think these things
stayed dry when ever thing else was soaked.
This has to come off and so do the panties and those shoes, how did we
not start with those?”
“Oh?!” Lana said.
“Honey we need to get you dry and
under the covers and warm before you catch cold? You act like this is the first time you have
been caught in a rain storm in Indiana.”
While she talked she pulled Lana
out of her bra. Then she was surprised
again when Janie pulled down her panties.
She did this dropping into a crouch. Then she pulled off the left heel, then the
right.
Janie then started to dry her
off. Starting with her feet, then
running up her calves, and so on. After
she got to the hips she stood up and was very close to Lana. The towel was behind her and Janie was drying
her ass.
“I see you completely trimmed the
hedges down there. It was going to be a
good night for Brody wasn’t it?”
Lana couldn’t have turned any
redder than she was at that moment. She
couldn’t say anything she just let Janie dry her off. Her ass, her thighs, between them, then up
her back and stomach too her breast.
Lana was surprised when her nipples
harden at Janie’s touch through the towel.
If Janie had noticed and it seem Janie had noticed everything tonight
she let this pass. Then she was drying
her shoulders and then her hair. Her
hands were magical and they massaged as they dried.
Soon as Janie was done she was
pulling Lana to her dorm room bed and pulled the covers back and put Lana down
into bed. She was a little surprised
when Janie got in with her and wrapped one of her arms around her while pulling
the covers over them. Her hands then were all over Lana, rubbing circles trying
to warm her up.
Lana cried again, and mumbled about
her heartbreaks and how it wasn’t supposed to be like this. That college was supposed to be the great
next step, not just a next step. At this
point Janie just held her in her arms and let her cry and listened to her.
When she stopped talking and Janie
continued to rub and massage her. The massage
felt good. Lana was long passed warmed
up. She licked the way that Janie
touched her. She liked it a lot. It had been a while since anyone had held her
and touched her, listened to her, and told her it was all going to be all
right. She lay her head on Janie’s
shoulder and let her hands run up and down her back.
IT seemed liked Janie did this
forever, and Lana looked up and Janie and Janie was looking back at Lana. Lana pushed upwards toward Janie and started
to kiss her on the mou…
KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH
It was cold water being splashed in
his face. All of the sudden he wasn’t
sitting behind the wheel of the police cruiser, he in his childhood home and
water was being dumped on him for his final wake up call for Sunday
church. That he wanted to sleep right
through but dad would not allow for that.
Only he knew he wasn’t in his childhood home or asleep exactly. No that was wrong. However, he was pulled back into the real
world just as harshly.
KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH the fucking radio had brought him back from Penthouse
Letter reading fantasy. He looked down and
sighed as his left hand massaging the bulge in his light brown Sheriff Uniform. Fuck that was one intense story he said to
himself and pulled the magazine closer to his face with his right hand.
KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH KSSHHHHSSSSSHHH, fuck my life
he thought as the crackles died in the still of the night and into the silence
rang “Deputy Mayfield, Deputy Mayfield, do you copy?”
Continued from:
The Guardian at the Gate
Book I
Wander IN
&
Book
II
Things
That Go Bump in the Night
Chapter
1 – Deputy Mayfield
I
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