Trailer trash teen ch.5

Tina didn’t go to school on Tuesday. She didn’t go on
Wednesday. And she didn’t plan on going today.

Tuesday morning her dad woke her up pounding on her
bedroom door and yelling that she’d missed the school
bus. She managed to make up an excuse about it being a
half day so that he’d leave her alone. She didn’t want
to go to school: she felt like total shit both
physically and mentally. Physically, her eye was still
throbbing in pain and her ass was sore from the
fucking the previous night. Mentally, well, she felt
like she’d done the worst thing ever with Razor: that
she’d been a whore for him and had reduced herself to
a complete and utter slut. She felt miserable.

Thankfully her dad left a little after that. He
wouldn’t be back until Sunday since he was on the
Texas route this week, shipping God knew what for the
company he trucked for. She was glad. Him being gone
meant she could stay home and feel sorry for herself
without interruption.

She didn’t do much of anything that day and, in fact,
didn’t do much of anything at all until Thursday
morning. She awoke feeling a bit better about
everything and even managed to eat a light breakfast.

An hour later she stepped out of the shower stall
feeling positively rejuvenated. She’d taken a shower
on Tuesday at one point but that had been out of sheer
necessity: this one had actually been enjoyable. She
decided not to change into clothes and instead kept
her bathrobe on as she strolled into the kitchen to
call her friend Michelle.

When Michelle answered Tina said, “Hey! Are you at
school?”

“Tina? Yeah, of course I am! Why aren’t you? Didn’t
you get my messages?”

Tina looked over at the answering machine. Sure enough
there were nine messages there. “No, I been sick,” she
lied. “Have I missed much?”

“Not really… well, yeah, sort of! The semester just
began, Tina! You’re gonna have to talk to your
teachers…”

“I know,” Tina sighed. “I’ll be there tomorrow. I feel
better today… anyway, though, what about that party
over at your sister’s tomorrow? Is that still going
on?”

“Yeah!” Michelle said, sounding excited. “Lengths is
still driving, and I think it’ll just be me, you, and
him, though. No one else really wants to come…”

Tina felt her eye. It would still be noticeable the
next day but didn’t look as bad anymore. “Okay, sounds
good…”

“Cool,” Michelle said. “Lengths and I are gonna get
some weed after school tomorrow so we can smoke on the
way there. Oh, and we have to all chip in for beer.
Lengths’ brother is buying us a case of Labatt’s…
eight dollars a person, I think.”

“Okay,” Tina said. “Are you gonna be on the bus
tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” Michelle said distractedly. “Look, I gotta
run, class is starting… I’ll see you on the bus!
Bye!”

“Bye,” Tina replied.

The fact was, Tina thought as she put down the phone,
she didn’t really want to go to this party. It was
over at Michelle’s older sister’s house in the city,
and would be the first college-age party Tina had ever
attended. She wouldn’t know anybody except Lengths and
Michelle, and they would all be out of place:
everybody would see them as the “high school kids”.

But she knew she would go anyway. She needed some
normal social interaction. And getting high seemed
like a good idea, too.

After she got off the phone Tina finally listened to
the messages on the answering machine she’d been
ignoring the last two days. Two were from her dad:
brief little messages telling her that he was in
Mississippi, then Louisiana. Two others were from the
school, informing her parents that she’d missed class,
and the others were all from Michelle asking what was
up.

Tina knew that school policy would mean she’d need a
note to get to class the next day, since she’d just
had three unexcused absences in a row. But she didn’t
want to worry about that right now… she was feeling
good for the first time since her dad had hit her, and
she wanted to celebrate.

She decided to work out. She quickly threw on a pair
of shorts and a tight t-shirt, then jumped in front of
the television and began doing aerobics. She thought
of her new classes as she did, and her plans for
summer now that school was halfway through for the
year. She couldn’t wait for summer: she’d spend as
much time as she could at the beach. Hopefully she
could get her driver’s license, too, once she earned
enough money for the classes.

How am I going to earn the money, though? she thought,
remembering that she’d quit her job. She thought of
Razor briefly then shook her head.

Then she started thinking about Leon. She hadn’t
spoken to him since having sex with him in the
darkroom and was almost disappointed by this. Part of
her had wished he had called, or grabbed her in the
hallway again, or anything! It wasn’t that she liked
him, though. It was just that she liked the way he
fucked! She wasn’t in love with him, but she was horny
for him! She started thinking of the feeling of his
dick in her as she jogged in place, remembering how
slutty she’d been for him during their last encounter.

Suddenly she stopped jogging, trying to catch her
breath.

I’m not gonna get any exercise done, thinking like
this! she thought.

She glanced over at the door guiltily, a lewd idea
having entered her brain. Quickly she made up her
mind.

Fuck it, she thought. I need a good orgasm!

She ran to her dad’s bedroom. It was a little bigger
than hers but not by much, and it was littered with
dirty clothes and other garbage. She walked over to
his closet, opened it, then reached for a video on the
top shelf. There were a lot of them, too: all pornos.

She returned to the living room and closed the blinds
to the small windows, locked the door, then popped the
tape into the VCR. She stepped into the kitchen and
grabbed a beer from the fridge, so excited now she
didn’t care that they were her dad’s, then returned to
the living room and plopped down into her dad’s
recliner. She grabbed the remote and started the tape.

A wry smile crossed her face when the tape started:
“Cider House Sluts” was the title. She gulped down
some beer as the movie began.

Tina had seen a lot of these videos before and the
plotline was typical: young women sitting around in
what looked like a shed, talking about how horny they
were before making out with each other.

Tina fast forwarded. She usually liked the lesbian
scenes but right now she wanted to fantasize about
cock. She hit play again when the scene cut to a well-
built man in a cheap “farm boy” outfit.

Soon, the 16-year-old girl spread her legs apart in
the recliner and began rubbing herself through her
tight shorts. She sighed wantonly as she watched the
supposed farmer-boy begin to fuck one of the women,
who seemed to be enjoying his cock immensely.

She slid her hand under her shorts now and shuddered
when she made contact with her young pussy. She slowly
began to rub her finger down the length of her labia,
up to her clit, then down again. She squirmed her butt
involuntarily as she did this.

Slowly she pressed her finger, now slick with her own
juices, into the hole of her vagina. She sighed
audibly at the sensation as she stared at the lewd
scene on the screen before her.

“Oh god,” she panted. She was breathing deeply as
sparks of pleasure radiated from her pussy. She felt
the orgasm quickly build to the point of exploding!
She couldn’t believe it was happening so fast…

Suddenly, though, she was ignoring the video and
thinking about Razor. About how he had fucked her so
relentlessly in her young butt, then paid her for the
act afterward. For a moment it sickened her that she
would fantasize about that, especially after three
days of being miserable because of it, but she
couldn’t help herself: it was incredibly arousing!

Just when she was about to cum, however, there was a
loud knock at the door.

Tina pulled her hand back in a flash and flicked off
the television. For a brief moment she wondered if it
might be Joey, and lewd thoughts of what’s she’d do if
it was crossed into her horny mind.