I continued. “June’s idea was to let people see she was fucked, and to surprise Archy on her wedding night. She said that if Archy thought that I fucked her, Archy would simply pretend that it didn’t happen. She also said it would give me a bit of nastiness that would keep people from thinking that I’m Mr. Perfect.”
It took a few moments, and then both Archy and Kristen laughed.
“You know, Jim, we now have our own ‘Oogie Story!’” Archy said. “I’ll have to wait until my wedding night to tell June. I think that I’ll write it in a letter and have her read it the next morning.”
I smiled.
“You’re also going to have to follow through on this,” Archy said. “I know June, and if you don’t treat her as Pussy Slave, she’s going to get more and more outrageous.”
I think my face must have registered my shock.
Archy laughed, while Kristen was confused.
Archy turned to my Goddess and said, “Jim just realized something that I was dreading this weekend. He’s thinking of what it will be like to have two of June’s blow jobs in two days.”
I nodded, and said, without thinking. “I’ve already received two today.”
“What?” Archy said, completely surprised.
I repeated myself, still dreading what Hurricane June could do to a young person like me.
Archy shook his head. “Now I have another ‘Oogie Story!’ I don’t think I could take two in two days, let alone two in ninety minutes!”
I dumbly nodded my head, realizing what I let myself in for.
Chapter 22—Senior Weekend IV
Camille found me later and told me she realized, as Kristen did, that June’s announcement was an exaggeration. She also knew the reason why, which surprised me. Camille was truly a smart person.
Patty wouldn’t look me in the eye, and when I tried to approach her, she would move away. She seemed to be truly disappointed in me.
Despite the fact that I knew Patty was mistaken, her reaction still hurt me very much. I hated having anybody be disappointed in me, and Patty was… well, she was special.
About an hour before we were going to start dinner, Patty found me. “Jim? Can we talk alone?”
I nodded. “Where?”
Patty looked around. “I guess here is just as good as anywhere. I just realized you aren’t sorry! You’re disappointed, and not in yourself, but in me.”
“Huh?”
“June is proud, but when you saw that I was angry, I thought you’d feel sorry, just as you did in the pool,” Patty said. “I just realized that you weren’t sorry at all. You were disappointed, and now I realize that you’re disappointed in me. Why is that?”
“I don’t know, Patty,” I said, remembering my promise not to spoil June’s announcement. “Why don’t you read my mind and tell me? You know how I feel, tell me why I feel this way.”
Patty looked at me strangely. “I can not read your mind, Jim. I just know how you feel. You feel disappointment, and I can’t figure out why.”
“Why would I be disappointed in you, Patty?” I asked.
Patty tried to work it out. “I was angry at you for taking June’s virginity. You are disappointed in me for being angry. Why is that?”
“What if I told you that Archy gave his permission?”
Patty nodded. “I assumed it, because I know that Tiny and Kristen were in the master bedroom and she told them. You walked out, and the fact that you still have your balls, which I’m just assuming, by the way, means that Tiny isn’t angry. Another puzzle.”
I shrugged.
“I’m angry; you’re disappointed. Kristen isn’t jealous, but she hasn’t been jealous at all during this weekend, so she may have expected it. June would definitely give it to you. Tiny loves you as a brother, and gives his permission. There’s something wrong with these facts.”
Patty saw Camille coming out of the water. Camille smiled at me.
“Hmm… Camille knows, and she would be even angrier, since Lynette and she are very protective of all the cheerleaders. They aren’t angry!” Patty said, continuing to work the puzzle.
There was a few minutes’ pause, and then, “Oh! I understand now. I’m truly sorry, Jim!”
“Huh?”
“Your secret is safe with me, Jim,” Patty said, smiling.
“What secret?”
“You want people to think you’re a scoundrel so they don’t think you’re some sort of God!”
I laughed. Patty definitely had a way of looking into your soul. She just seemed to get confused when she was intentionally misled, as was the case with June.
“I should be angry at June, but I don’t think I can do that. Is she the new Pussy Slave?” Patty asked.
“That was her idea, Patty. Now, I am thinking that I might regret that.”
Patty laughed. “Old truism, Jim: be careful what you wish for. I would think that you would have learned that by now.”
I laughed with Patty. I was very glad Patty was no longer disappointed in me. I don’t know if I could have lived with myself if she was.
Still, there was something a bit scary about Patty.
“What’s scaring you, Jim?” Patty asked.
See what I mean? “You, Patty. You are so attuned to my feelings, it’s fucking scary!”
Patty laughed, and I finally joined her.
Everybody started to congregate near the hot tub room about eleven thirty that night.
Kristen and I were relaxing in the hot tub, with Archy, June, Lynette, Camille, Wendy, Gerry, Jill, and Roy all lounging with us. Of course, this wasn’t exciting enough to suit Kristen’s tastes. Lynette and June were nude, as were Camille, Kristen, and I.
June moved over toward me and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back. Kristen whispered something into Lynette’s ear, and she smiled and moved over and sat on Archy’s lap. Camille and Kristen were hugging one another as well.
I looked around the hot tub and noticed Wendy and Gerry as well as Jill and Roy sitting a little bit closer together with their hands safely hidden under the water. Kristen wasn’t satisfied. She turned to me and said, “We need a way to differentiate between the two Pussy Slaves, Jim.”
I turned to June and said, “Do you have a name that we can call you other than Pussy Slave?”
June didn’t pause a moment. “Cunt Whore.”
A few of the girls’ jaws dropped as June said that. Archy actually coughed in surprise, but Lynette moved her face over to Archy’s and smothered him with kisses.
“Does that meet with your approval?” I asked Kristen.
Jackie and Steve showed up, and were astonished at the nudity around the hot tub.
Kristen said, “For your information, the Pussy Slave that we used to call June is now known as Cunt Whore by her own request.”
Again, this was met with utter shock.
Jackie and Steve entered the hot tub, and everybody positioned themselves into the tub.
I saw Roy remove Jill’s bikini top. Gerry decided to do the same for Wendy, and Steve fumbled as he undid Jackie’s bikini. It was apparent that Steve was a bit inebriated. There was a sign advising against using the hot tub while intoxicated, but Steve either didn’t see it or ignored it. I didn’t hear him slurring his words or see him exhibiting any of the signs that I learned to recognize from my father, so I ignored it as well. I now realized that he was probably the same way the previous night, although I was a bit distracted by the events happening at the previous party.