Summer Vacation part 5

Life gets pretty boring when you have bad sunburn on your arms, head and neck. Mr. Delauter decided that I needed to go to church on Sunday and considering I haven’t been to church in almost a decade I realized that I didn’t miss much. Sit, stand, sing, pray, kneel and repeat. When we got back everyone else changed while Loretta kept me in aloe rub down. It felt nice to have her doting over me considering I don’t remember her doing it when I was a kid.

Once done I get my shirt back on and head up to Abigail’s room, and knock before entering. She’s already changed out of Sunday clothes and is on her computer.

“Hey Abigail, I have a proposition for you,” I tell her sitting down on her bed.

“Okay but I’m not touching you right now because that stuff smells,” Abigail jokes.

“Ha Ha, Irish descent be damned for no tanning ability. No I was wondering if you wanted to go on a double date,” I ask her.

“A double date, with whom,” she replies with a question.

“Well Carlos and his sister,” I answer her.

“Wait you offered me up to Carlos so you could get his sister,” Abigail starts in,” I’m not some bargaining chip for you.”

“No I offered him a double date and he chose you over Bethany,” I tell her hoping it’ll soothe her ego a little.

“Wait, you gave him a choice and he chose me,” Abigail asks.

I explain the conversation and show her the text that says her name. We work out some of the details; Abigail says Wednesday at five would be best since it’s after the last day of school. I shoot Carlos a text message telling him day and time. He gets back to me with an alright and that they’ll be ready. Abigail and I chat a little more so I can find out about Carlos’s sister. Her name is Marta, she’s a good student and according to Abigail they talk a lot but she’s never hang out when they’re not in school.

I leave Abigail to her computer and ride out the rest of the day in my room trying to relax and get comfortable.

Monday and Tuesday come and go uneventful with the girls at school and me recovering from the burn. Mark on the other hand tried to get me to head to the gym with him but it’s hard to work out when you don’t want to move and feel like you’re on fire. I spend most of my time with Loretta even when I don’t need a rubbing of aloe; she lets me know that we have our first appointment with a therapist tomorrow at eleven in the morning. I shrug it off as we talk about the past and I learn a little more about her time with her new family. Apparently the girls needed a mom badly when Abigail and Bethany weren’t getting help with their puberty woes. Mark Jr. offered to help but ended up showing them porn instead.

The bonding lasts until Wednesday when we head out to the therapist, it’s at a private building and not a state one like I somehow thought. Loretta and I arrive at ten thirty and have to wait for our counselor only a few minutes before a short and very wide older woman in a knit sweater takes us into her office. Once inside we start going over all the ‘feelings’ crap, ‘no I’m not happy as I could be seeing Loretta’ ‘no I’m not a very forgiving person’ are just a few of my choice phrases as I get through her questions.

“So Guy, can you tell me something about your mother that makes you especially angry with her,” the therapist asks.

“Honestly I just never felt any sort of connection with her, even the past couple days have been weird being around her. She looks at me like I’m going to either scream at her or start making her cry half the time,” I tell the therapist.

An hour of bullshit psycho-babble and we mercifully get to leave. Loretta is quiet when we head out of the parking lot and the whole way till we get to one of the shelters. She exits her car wordlessly and I follow suit drawing a quick reaction from her.

“Guy please don’t head off somewhere on me again, I need to get some stuff done here before we head home,” Loretta says with a little too much desperation.

“Not leaving, I’m coming inside. I wanna see this place anyway,” I tell her pulling my hood back as I get to the door.

I can see Loretta confused by my willingness to be involved after the therapy session but she gets me a visitor badge and we head to her little office. It’s just a desk and two chairs but as soon as she’s in there’s a small army of girls asking for permission and she gets to work on their files. I sit back and see her working hard when I recognize one of the girls, the one from my first visit. I take better notice of her this time, short around her ears brown hair, about 5’8” and have my taste in leather jackets, a pair of jean shorts and stripped leggings coming out under them on her hips and a thick, black t-shirt are all she has on. I stare a little harder to catch her shape and while I can’t make out her chest size she’s got a big ass on her.

She catches on that I’m looking at her and pushes her way to the front just to get closer. She nearly knocks me out of my chair getting her sheet signed and only looks at me over her shoulder as she’s leaves the office.

“Got a lot of work to get done,” I ask Loretta as the crowd thins out.

“Sorry honey, work request forms for kids with jobs and weekend time out requests. Some of the girls here have problems and it’s either this or Juvenile hall for most of them,” Loretta tells me looking up from her desk,” are you bored?”

“A little, can I go look around,” I ask.

Loretta nods and I step out of the office and start looking around. It’s a two floor building most of the girls’ rooms are on the second and I figure there’s about thirtyish girls here. I note the two recreation rooms and the dormitory showers when I get bumped into a wall again by my ‘admirer’.

“You just like pushing me around or something,” I ask her leaning against the wall.

“Why are you here again,” she asks me without answering my question.

“I’m spending time with Loretta,” I tell her.

“You mean your Mom,” she says,” wow, it was so bad you use her first name.”

“Honestly I’m not gonna talk with you about my life and embarrass her,” I tell her starting to walk away but she grabs my arm.

“Hey come with me,” she says dragging me in the opposite direction.

We head out of the building’s back doors and into an outdoor storage area with few sheds and some equipment littered around. I see some of the other girls watching from the window but my ‘admirer’ drags me behind a shed and sits down in a crappy plastic chair.

“Okay, now we can talk,” she says,” So why are you such an asshole?”

“Why are you so damn nosey,” I counter.

“Cause you’re new, we don’t get a lot of new around here,” she says leaning back.

We chat for a little bit, her name is Jackie and she’s been here since her family went away. I don’t ask what away means but I figure it’s the prison or dead kind.

“So you have a boyfriend or do you ride girl face,” I ask her deciding to push into her business.

“What the fuck, that’s just rude asshole. Why you like sucking cock or do you have a bitch that does it for you,” Jackie retorts angrily.

I start chuckling and sit down on an old bench; Jackie just stares at me with a lot of heat in her eyes before I even justify her comment.

“I have three girlfriends, all of them back home,” I tell her remember the girls a little,” and yes they all know each other and all of them are cool.”

“So do you fuck other girls too or just them,” she asks curiously.

“Why are you making me an offer,” I reply smiling.

“Oh no fucker, I’m not fucking you. Last guy I fucked nearly got my ass pregnant,” Jackie says crossing her legs.

“So you swore off men and ride girl face,” I retort chuckling.

I can see that comment got under Jackie’s skin as she kicks over a chair at me. I don’t move as it misses me completely. Jackie gets up quickly from her chair and starts to move towards me then stops and backs off a little like something is wrong. I get up from my chair and that petrifies her, more so when I move over to her and she backs up against the shed.

“Listen Guy, don’t hurt me okay. I’m sorry I was calling you names and I promise I’ll leave you alone okay,” Jackie pleads with more fear than I expected.

I move my body against Jackie’s softly pinning her to the shed and start to run my hands up her sides, she trembles at my touch so I keep my it soft and gentle as I push my hands under her shirt and touch skin. What I feel next is not something I expect as I go for soft smooth skin on her back and sides and feel light scar tissue. I gently rub my palms on her back and remove one hand to make eye contact. Jackie’s pretty brown eyes are terrified of what I’m doing, I pull my hood back and turn my head so she can see my mostly healed scar from when I got jumped last year.

“I got that almost a year ago. I know what it’s like to get hurt,” I whisper to Jackie,” do you think I’m gonna hurt you?”

“I don’t know,” Jackie replies reaching her hands inside my coat and around my waist.

“What would make you feel better,” I ask her keeping my hands on her body.

I let her push me back a little before she takes my hand and pulls me back into the building. Once inside we head past the offices and I make eye contact with Loretta for a second before we get to the showers. I don’t hear water running inside and Jackie motions me to stay put while she heads into a rec room and says something to one of the girls who gets up and hands her something from her pocket. Both girls head back to me and Jackie leads me into the bathroom while the second girl closes the door and remains outside.

“Oh Christ I could get in serious trouble for this,” Jackie tells me nervously.

I sit down on one of the benches and start to strip down to my underwear, once done I see that Jackie has only taken off her coat and is staring at me nervously.

“Do you want me to help you are you okay,” I ask her noting her still in clothing.

She starts to strip out of her shorts first, leaving her white panties on. As soon as she takes her shirt off I can finally see her build, defiantly has a few more pounds on her but not too fat, just a little flab. Jackie’s bra comes off and I her c cup breasts for the first time, each one with a bolt through her large nipples. Jackie covers herself nervously as I stare.

“Turn around please,” I ask her.

I hear her whimper but she complies, as I see her back is covered with long scars that look nothing like stretch marks. I slide up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist pulling her body against mine. Jackie is rigid with terror and it takes me a second to figure out how to calm her down. I slowly turn her around and tilt her head up bringing her in for a kiss. It’s awkward at first and she’s still terrified when I break the kiss and look her dead in her eyes.

“You brought me in here, now I know you’re scared but you can either run from it and I’ll let you,” I tell her softly,” or you can stand your ground.”

I feel her wrap her arms around me again and I lean in and kiss her a second time, this time she’s more open and I feel her tongue a little as we stand there making out in our underwear. Jackie stops me after a few and goes to one of the back stalls in the shower after turning a few of the other showers on. I meet her back there and kiss her again, this time with more passion backing her against the cold tile. I start to trail my mouth down Jackie’s neck and lifting one breast with my hand start to suck on her nipple and the bolt.

“Don’t pull it out,” Jackie gasps as I work her nipple in my mouth.

I lower my posture so I am eye level with her chest while sucking her nipple; I figure it’s a good time to really warm her up. I take my free hands and pull off Jackie’s panties and throw them out of the stall. I push her legs apart a little and rub my fingers against her unshaved pussy finding her clit and rubbing it lightly. Jackie’s hands are all over the back of my head and my arms as I suck and finger her, I can hear her moaning as methodically rub her clit with one finger.