Patty looked longingly at me. "Um… I’d love to, Jim… But…"
Hmmm. This was the first time that Patty refused a request. I was intrigued.
Patty looked as if she were ready to cry. "I have this desire… this need… to meet with Cammie and Wendy… we’re supposed to… you know…"
Oh, fuck. I had forgotten about that "order."
"OK. Get dressed and drive!"
"Sure thing!" Patty said, smiling.
I decided to have Patty drive me to Wendy’s house (where she and Camille had planned to meet today). When we got there, Wendy met us at the door.
Wendy was surprised to see me with Patty, but I simply handed Wendy a ticket.
"You have one wish."
"You no longer have to put on a show for me tomorrow. Can you please fetch me Camille?"
Wendy intoned, "Your wish is my command."
When Camille came to the door, I repeated the same wish.
I was about to leave, when Patty ran after me.
"Jim! Wait!"
"What’s up, Patty?" I asked.
"You… um…"
"What?"
Patty looked around, and her two friends were still at Wendy’s door. She whispered, "You didn’t cancel my order!"
"Oh!" I said, realizing the situation I would be putting Patty in if she found herself forced to practice something with two unwilling partners. I looked back and saw that Wendy and Camille were still looking at us, and whispering between themselves. I decided that I had to do something about them. "Let’s go back."
Patty was a bit hesitant, but decided to go back to Wendy’s front door again. I reached into my bag and pulled out three tickets and handed them to all three girls.
"You have one wish," all three girls intoned.
"Wendy and Camille, I don’t want you curious about these tickets any more."
I thought that this would be too complex or too long (without a limit), but the two girls said, "Your wish is my command."
I then told Patty that she was released from her previous order.
"Your wish is my command."
I decided one more test, and handed two more tickets to Wendy and Camille.
"You have one wish," the two girls said.
I said, "I want the two of you to like me, to trust me, and to think of me as a good friend."
Again, I had given a wish without a time limit.
"Your wish is my command," the two girls intoned.
Good. I now had three friends who liked and trusted me. Not necessarily lovers, but friends. And, thanks to Patty, I was finding that having friends was pretty important.
I said good-bye to the girls, and Wendy and Camille both asked me if I really had to go.
"Yes," I said, a bit sadly.
I turned to walk down the sidewalk, and Wendy ran after me, yelling, "Wait!"
I turned around, and was almost tackled by Wendy. "What’s up?"
"Just this," Wendy said, and she kissed me on my cheek.
I smiled. My first kiss from a real friend — or, at least, as real as those tickets could make.
Camille saw Wendy’s action, and did the same. This time, however, I took the initiative and kissed Camille on the cheek.
Patty was right behind Camille, and kissed me full on the lips. "Let me drive you home."
"Sure thing, Patty," I grinned.
The two of us waved to our friends, and we went back into Patty’s car.
As soon as I entered the car, Patty said, "Thank you."
"What for?"
"Oh… everything. For being nice with the tickets. For being you. The usual thing." Patty giggled.
"Drop me off at the usual corner," I said.
Patty seemed like she was going to protest, but she kept herself quiet. I could tell that she was thinking to herself and I gave her some space to do so.
I wondered what she had wanted to say.
When we got to the corner of my block, I opened the door, but made sure to give Patty one more kiss before I left.
As I exited the car, Patty opened the passenger window, leaned out, and said, "You know, you’re going to have to get used to me parking at your house. You’ll also have to introduce me to your family, especially if I am going to give you a blow job every morning without fail until I find a steady boyfriend."
Patty grinned and then laughed at my stunned reaction, and took off before I could respond.
Chapter 6
I stood on the corner, watching dumbly as Patty’s car pulled away from me. I had seen her grin after she delivered her bombshell, so I could only hope that she was joking.
Still, I had that nagging feeling dwelling in my mind: What if she isn’t joking? Well, there was nothing that I could do about it right now. I realized that worrying about Patty and her intentions wasn’t constructive at the moment.
Just a few days ago, I was a carefree fifteen year old boy enjoying his summer, who only really cared about flying a Frisbee with his best friend, and who had absolutely no sexual experience at all.
Now, as of this morning, however, I had received oral sex on four separate occasions from three different girls, and I had seen at least three other girls naked as the day they were born. I had the facts of life explained to me, in detail, from the humiliated sister of my best friend, including first-hand visual aids and personal stimulation.
So, where was I going to go from here?
Patty, as I mentioned, was an enigma. She seemed to have fixated on me as the sexual focus of her life for the time being. I hadn’t asked for it, nor had I expected it, and I wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea.
I decided to walk back to the shopping mall, and try to take my mind off things.
I wandered aimlessly through the mall. I saw the record shop where I had first seen Patty, Camille, and Wendy, as well as the lingerie shop where I had put them under my power.
I realized that the shopping mall wasn’t going to be a place to take my mind off my tickets, especially while I had those tickets in a bag that I was carrying around.
"Hi, Jim!"
I heard somebody calling my name. It was a female voice, but not one that I immediately recognized. Since my name is quite common, I didn’t turn around immediately.
The voice got closer. "Jim! Jim!"
I turned, and saw Marla and Doreen walking toward me. "Oh, Hi, girls! What are you doing here?"
"Shopping," Marla said. Then she shrugged and said, "Mostly looking, actually." She grinned.
Marla moved away from her friend and moved over to touch my hand. I think that her feelings toward me were just a remnant from the orders that I had given her the previous day.
"I’m just walking around myself," I said.
"Where’s Jack?" Doreen asked.
I shrugged. "I dunno. I didn’t talk with him today."
Doreen looked disappointed. "Oh," she said, looking down at her sneakers.
"So… you want to hang out with us?" Marla asked me.
"Hmmm?" I asked.
"Marla!" Doreen said, turning to her friend. "You know that mom will be meeting us in just five minutes!"
Marla suddenly remembered. "Oh, yeah. I’m sorry, Jim. Maybe we can meet here tomorrow when the mall opens?"
I wasn’t really sure. Marla was a very nice girl, but I also now had Patty to worry about. But Marla was also closer to my age than Patty. "Yeah. Why not?"
"Groovy!" smiled Marla. She moved back to where Doreen was standing, and said, "I guess we need to meet Aunt Ginny."
"Yeah," said Doreen.
I smiled at the two of them. "It was nice seeing you two!"
The two girls waved and left down the aisle. They headed into one of the anchor department stores and disappeared from my view.
I had a fleeting thought of having Marla and Doreen together, but quickly thought better of it. Those lucky tickets had made my life complicated enough already.