“I want you to spank me and pull my hair,” she said.
I think I could handle that without too much trouble. I sat down on the edge of the bed and bent her over my knee. I pulled her pants down and her ass cheeks were badly bruised. It seems this is something she’s done before. I smacked her ass more on the soft side at first.
“Harder,” she yelled.
I did it again only much harder this time. After a few minutes she grew bored and wanted me inside of her. She unzipped me and sat on my lap facing me. I never thought I’d be in prostitute’s shoes. I feel really cheap. She didn’t even undress me. This is horrible. She just pulled it out and sat on it. I tried to pretend it was Eva, but her animal like moans only made Eva’s face disappear.
“They just scored on us. That can’t happen again. I’m band manager and I’d like to stay, and if they win you’re all going to have to deal with a very cranky Pat,”
Everyone stared at me like I was crazy except Brian. He had the enthusiasm this team needs.
“Ok captain what’s the game plan?” Brian asked me.
“Keep your eye on the ball and set the front row up for the spike,”
I took my place on the serving line and sent it over the net flawlessly. I watched as it sailed to the back row and smacked Isaac square in his head.
“Are you kidding me?” Todd yelled.
He was going down. He rolled the ball back to me, and I sent over another flawless serve. This one hit the center of the middle row. I set Chardy up perfectly for a return. I looked at my team to make sure they were ready for the volley.
“Got it,” Chardy yelled
He was ready to set it up, when Taylor came cutting in front of him and smashed it with his fist sending the ball out of bounds.
“What the FUCK. Dude,” Chardy yelled out.
Todd buried his face in his hands.
“Todd do you know how I like my iced coffee? You might want to learn, because you’ll be getting an awful lot of it this week,” I said.
“Stay the fuck away from me, when I say I got it, I got it,” Chardy snapped at Taylor.
“You’re too short for volleyball. I have to back you up,” Taylor said.
Chardy was not amused. The ball came and Eva sent it back quite impressively. I always wished I was good at something. I had no special talent. Pat was good at music, Jem and dancing, and Eva at sports and I’m just kind of here. I watched Isaac run for the ball. He punched at it with his fist, but missed completely. He went straight into the net and got all twisted up. His teammates gave him stone cold stares while we however were cracking up.
“Can I get a little help here?” he said from within the net.
No one got up to help him except Taylor.
“I swear you’re retarted.” He said as he helped Isaac out of the net. I felt a set of eyes on me and I turned to look. It was Pat. He had the softest, most sincere eyes. He smiled at me.
“Be ready ok,” he said.
He took the band manager thing a little too seriously, but it was kind of cute. The ball came flying over the net at full speed, and I was unaware.
“Chris look out,” Pat yelled.
He ran towards me as I jumped up to hit the ball. The next thing I know I felt the back of my head hit the ground. A moment later I felt someone land on top of me. It was Pat and my God was he heavy. He was a lot heavier now then he was in high school.
“Oh my God. Are you okay? I didn’t think you were going to hit it and I couldn’t let them score. I’m so sorry,” he said as he stroked my face gently.
The weight of his body was cutting off my breathing passage, but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t hurt his feelings. His chocolate brown eyes locked in mine and I felt like I was melting inside.
“Don’t you think you’re taking the game a little too seriously?” I asked him as I stroked his cheek.
His eyes held so many memories of us. It’s for me to look into them. I’m always the first to break the stare.
“You did good. You did really well. We prevented them from scoring,” he said.
He’s such an ass sometimes. I pushed myself up onto my elbows, so I could breathe better.
“Oh sorry. Where are my manners?” he said as he got off of me and extended a hand to pull me up.
Once I was on my feet the back of my head started to throb.
“Oww Pat you hit into me pretty hard,” I said.
“I know I did and you took it like a pro,” he said.
“Excuse me,” I said.
“You took one for the team,” he exclaimed.
“Way to be a team player,” Brian said.
“I’m glad to have your approval,” I said sarcastically. Pat smiled at me. Smiling was something he didn’t do often. But the slight overbite and that one tooth that was slightly imperfect always drove me insane.
“Hey look at you. You’re a mess,” Pat said as he brushed all the grass and dirt off of me not breaking his stare for a second. Feeling his fingertips on my stomach and along the line of my bathing suit made me tingle everywhere.
“Stop making goo goo eyes and let’s get on with things,” Todd yelled.
Pat stopped suddenly and I felt cold where his hands had been.
“Yeah sure,” Pat said throwing the ball back to Chris W.
“I’ll give you $300 for a blow job,”
That was a man’s voice.
“Oh no sorry I don’t do men,” I said.
“$400,” he said.
That was a decent amount of money, but could I really give a guy a blow job. I thought of that picture of Eva by the pool and I got into his car impulsively. He took me to a deserted park and pulled his car into the woods. He stared at me and unzipped his fly, exposing himself.
“Have you ever been with a man?” he asked stroking my hair.
I shook his hand away.
“Let’s get this over with,” I said. “Ooh feisty,”
I put my mouth on him and the repulsion set over me. I don’t know if it was the smell or the pre- cum, but I was nauseated. I tried to picture Eva to stop myself from crying, but it didn’t work. I could feel tears in the corners of my eyes as his member pounded into the back of my throat. He pushed down on my head and I knew it was time. I tried to pull off and he got angry.
“I’m paying for you to swallow it,” he said.
I was not going to stand for this. I bit him and he released the grip he had on my head. I pulled off and some of his cum shot onto my shirt.
“You bit me you little shit,” he said. I grabbed my money and ran out of there as fast as I could. That was disgusting and absolutely no amount of money in the world could get me to do that again.
“We won,” I shouted I shouted as I jumped up and down and smacked my teammates high five. Todd just shook his head. I had to gloat though.
“I want a French vanilla, iced coffee, large, with cream and three sugars,” I said.
“You’re a bastard,” Todd joked.
“I’ll be ready for it in about fifteen minutes by the pool,” I said.
“We kicked your ass,” Jem said to Taylor.
“You hit me in the face,” he said angrily to her.
“Hehe,” she giggled. Taylor was not amused not that I could blame him I would die if Chris beat me at something.
“Here,” he said handing me a bottle of water.
I didn’t know if I could trust him. The bottle was sealed, so nevertheless I opened it and poured some on my hair. I sipped a little too. It felt nice to cleanse my throat. “That’s Alexa or Alex. He’s an asshole. He’s always taking advantage of the new guys,” the man said to me.
“You know him?” I asked.
“We’ve had our run –in’s in the past. So anyway you’re not a prostitute what are you doing out here,” he asked.
“I’m in big trouble. I need a lot of money, in a short time,” I said.
“Well, the best I an do is $250, to let me blow you,” he said.
I was floored. No one on the streets is your friend. Letting him blow me couldn’t be that bad.
“Ok,” I said. He had me follow him to a deserted park.
“Sit,” he instructed me. I sat down on the bench of the picnic table. He got down on his knees and started to unzip my pants.
“You’re really going to enjoy this. I promise. Just relax,” he said.
I was determined to try. I slumped back against the table and tried to clear my mind. I felt his lips around me and jolted slightly.
“Wow you’re sensitive,” he said as he flicked the head with his tongue. The pleasure was mind blowing as much as I hated to admit it. I looked at him for a moment and he stared into my eyes the whole time, which was kind of creepy. I closed my eyes again and imagined Eva. It didn’t take long after that to reach ecstasy. I was about to blow, and I was going to pull out of his mouth. He didn’t budge; he swallowed every last drop I had. He sat up and handed me the money.
“Good luck,” he called after me.
“No,” he snapped.
I was taken aback by his rudeness.
“What’s your problem?” I asked.
“You hit me in the fucking face. And you made me look stupid by winning the game,” he said.
“Taylor that was an accident and I didn’t make you look stupid. You guys are a team and it’s all your faults that you lost,” I said.
Is he for real?
“Don’t go thinking you’re some big athlete now. You’re only good at one thing remember? You better not start getting ideas about life. You’ll do what I tell you to do and you’ll like it,” he said.
“Taylor I- I’m sorry,” I said.
He walked away without even acknowledging me. When am I going to get things right? When am I going to be good enough for Taylor?
“Hey Todd Can you go upstairs and lay out my clothes for me. I want them ready for me when I get out of the shower,” Pat said.
“Don’t you think you’re being a little ridiculous?” I asked him.
“Hey I don’t have a wife to do all of those things for me, so Todd will have to do,” he said.
“And you think that a woman would actually do those things for you?” I asked.
“If I wanted her to she would. Who can resist my boyish face?”
I couldn’t help but smile.
“Pat you do have a boyish face, but no one wants to see dark eyebrows and roots, with bleach blonde hair,” I said.
“My blonde hair is hot,” he said.
“Who told you that?” I joked.
“Lot’s of girls,”
“Yeah well they lied to you,” I said as I brushed the hair out of his eyes.
“I like the length though and I like the bangs,”
“Thanks,”
We stared at each other again in this awkward silence. These moments between us keep arising and I don’t know how to handle them.
“Here try some of this,” he said.
“Wow that’s really good,” she said.
“You want some of mine,” she asked me.
“No thanks,” I said.
I watched the way she picked off the sides of the eggroll and the way she would eat it with a spoonful of rice. She looked up and caught me staring.
“Is there something on my face?” she asked.
“No,” I said.
“Well, what is it?” she asked as a little piece of rice landed on her chest only a ˝ inch away from her bathing suit line.
“Just admiring your beauty,” I said.
She blushed and dropped more rice on her chest.
“I got it,” I said as I reached up and brushed away the rice that landed on her chest. Her breasts are like looking at the best melons in the store. They are stretching her bathing suit to it’s capacity. Her top was like a ball of kinetic energy ready to bust. I wish that it would and they would hit me in the face and smother to near death. They are so firm and perky. What I wouldn’t give to get my hands on those. The nipples are the best part. They are as yummy as Hershey kisses and so hard that they could cut glass.
“Pat you’re staring,” she said snapping me out of it.
“I’m sorry. I was just remembering a time when you’d lie on your back and they’d disappear. I’m new to this. I’m not used to seeing you like this,” I said.
“Well Pat it has been twelve years, if I didn’t have breasts by now,” she said.
“Breasts were never really my thing though. You know that,” I said lying through my teeth. Breasts are so my thing, especially really big ones. They always have been, but how was I going to tell my A cup girlfriend that especially in high school when girls develop body issues. I would never have wanted her to get surgery or anything like that so I just kept it to myself, because I loved her.
“So you don’t like them,” she said.
“Oh no. I think they’re very nice. I’m just trying to figure out if they’re real or not,” I joked.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she asked.
“I do want to know very much,” I said.
“Pat it’s time for sound check,” Chris R. called to me.
“Shit I gotta go. I’m late already,” I said as I hurried upstairs to shit, shower, and shave.
“What do you want?”
“I want to fuck that sweet ass of yours,” he said.
“I’m sorry that’s exit only. I’m not gay,” I said.
“For $500 you could pretend to be,” he said.
He was right for $500, I could.
“Okay,” I said getting in the car. He pulled off into the woods and took it out.
“Here,” I said handing him a rubber.
“No,” the man said.
“I’m not doing it unless you wear one,” I said.
“Fuck you I’m paying $500. I want to come inside you,” he said.
There was no amount of money that would make me want to run the risk of getting A.I.D.S, or some other nasty disease.
“Fuck you. I’m out of here,” I said.
“Huh ,” I gasped.
I could feel my throat closing in. My air passage was being blocked. I patted myself down quickly. Where was my inhaler? Where was it? I’ll die without it.
“Jem,” I said in a scratchy tone barely above a whisper.
She had her back turned and she was talking and laughing with the venue security.
“Jem,” I repeated again, not much louder.
She just happened to turn around and she saw me gasping and wheezing with my hands on my throat.
“Taylor Oh My God,” she said as she hurried over to me with my inhaler.
She put it up to my mouth and pumped it once while stroking my back gently. She was the only one who knew how to take care of me when this happened. Sometimes I should give her more credit. But oh well if I don’t. I could feel my breaths start to come in slower and deeper.
“Are you okay?” she asked me as she stroked my hair and put the inhaler away.
“Yeah I’m fine. Thank you,” I said.
She better savor that, I don’t say it very often.
“And your name is?” I asked her.
“Pat you know my name,” she said as she smiled.
“It’s Christina now right?” I asked.
She looked surprised by my rudeness. She is beautiful and I can’t let that fact, stop me from thinking clearly. As long as I keep her at an arms length I won’t care about her, but if I get too close, I’ll get sucked in by her deep brown eyes and she’ll hurt me again.
“Pat, I..”
“Here you go,” I said handing her the cd I signed to Christina.
“Pat do you ever think of how our lives would be if we had stuck it out, you know if we never broke up?” she asked me.
Is she kidding me? I’m the one that never got closure.
“Yeah I thought about it a lot,” I said.
“I was thinking that maybe things would have worked out, maybe we’d have a chance of being happy,” I said.
“I was thinking that an ex is an ex for a reason and I’d have to be pretty damm stupid to take you back,”
I stared at her face just long enough to see the hurt and then I walked away.
“Where were you?” I demanded.
As he stood there trying to think of some lie he was going to tell me, I got a closer look at the stain on his shirt. It was cum.
“That’s cum on your shirt. Where the hell were you today?”
I was so mad I almost couldn’t see. I knew he must have been messing around on me.
“I had some stuff to take care of,” he said.
That was it. That was his fucking explanation.
“Don’t you mean someone to take care of? Zac if you’re fucking someone else then just say so. Tell me now, so I can leave,” I said.
I was on the verge of tears, but I refused to cry in front of him.
“I’m not fucking anyone,” he said.
“Yeah including me. This is bullshit. You disappear all day and turn your phone off, and you miss sound check. Then, when you come back you have a cum stain on your shirt. I want to know how it got there,” Eva said.
“I can’t talk about this right now. We go on in five minutes. I need to warm-up,” he said.
I was so mad, that I felt like I was burning inside. I decided right then, that I was going to leave the next day.
“ Taylor this is really heavy,”
“Jem, I don’t have time for this. You’re moving too slow,” he said to her.
He’s really a dickhead.
Jem continued to struggle and she couldn’t see over the boxes. I hurried over to help her and I was too late. She knocked into Taylor and his coffee; fell inside the box spilling over all the hoodies. He is going to flip out.
“WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU? YOU’RE A STUPID GIRL, YOU KNOW THAT. YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT. DON’T YOU KNOW SLUTS LIKE YOU ARE A DIME A DOZEN,” he screamed.
Oh hell no. He needed to cool down. I ran over and tried pulling him away from her.
“Take it easy man. Take it easy. It was an accident,” I said.
“Stay out of this,” he said shaking me off of him, like I was some kind of vermin.
“I WANT THIS CLEANED UP,” he yelled.
Jem was crying and shaking as she bent down for the hoodies.
“NOW. AND CUT THE CRYING. I’M TIRED OF THIS BABY SHIT,” he yelled again.
I tried to calm him down again and that’s when Pat and Chris arrived on the scene.
“COULD YOU BE ANY SLOWER?” Taylor said again.
Pat grabbed Taylor by the back of the shirt and pulled him away from Jem.
“You got quite a mouth on you. You going to talk to me that way,” Pat said.
He was the man. He was so kick ass. I knew he’d handle things. Pat takes care of almost everybody. I handle his lightweight.
“You get your hands off of me,” Taylor said.
He was about to throw a punch when Chris latched onto him.
“Pat just let it go,” Chris said to him.
“She’s your sister and you don’t even give a fuck,” he yelled at Chris.
“Of course I care, but she is upset and this isn’t the time or place,” Chris fired back.
“Pat please just leave him alone,” Jem said between sobs with tears pouring out of her eyes.
“Don’t you fight my battles for me,” Taylor said as he went off onto his bus.
I walked over to Jem who was frantically trying to pick up the sweatshirts. I bent down and started to pick them up with her.
“No it’s my job. I have to clean them up,” Jem said.
The tears pouring out of her eyes was breaking my heart.
“I want to help you,” I said as I bent to pick up some sweatshirts and she locked eyes with me. Her eyes were so full of pain. But they were still so beautiful. It was the first time she had softened towards me. She grasped her two hands over my one hand.
“Thank you,”