Either Do it Right, or Don't Do it at All (Part 6)

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Either Do it Right, or Don't Do it at All
Part 6

by:
Lilith Langtree


"See this is what chicks don't get."

He tried a different tact. "Have you ever felt something so good it felt like your head was gonna explode?"

Well that Haagan Daz was pretty good.

"No, not really."


 
Part 6

Inbox: 23 New Emails

Looks like the deluge of pervs had ended.

Casidhe- Thanks for responding. I think your idea of having us get together tonight would be great. Thanks for keeping safety and anonymity in mind. I guess a good place to meet would be the Quick Stop at the front of the subdivision. Then we can go to your place as you suggested.

~D

A few minutes before Homeroom ended Mr. Walsh called me out into the hall. Don't you hate it when your teacher does that. I mean like everyone stares at you trying their best to psychically figure out what you've done and how much trouble you are going to get into for no other reason than to spread it around school. Maybe, during today's gossip mill, I'll be Mr. Walsh's love slave, or perhaps he'll be mine in some S&M Pedo thing. The weirdest emails always pop up afterward. Color yourself lucky that you only get penis enlargement emails.

"How did things go last night?" he asked.

"Uh…" The first thing that popped into my head was my make out session with Ted and him asking me to be his girlfriend, but I highly doubt Mr. Walsh was interested in that little tidbit. Then my brain started to actually work. "Oh, you mean between Ted and the Trog… uh, Jerry."

He gave me a weird look, as if to say, "Are you retarded?"

"It went okay. I had to yell at them once and keeping Jerry on task was a little more effort than I'd care to make a daily thing out of, but overall it was productive."

I could see the relief in Mr. Walsh's face. "Excellent." He breathed in and gave a cleansing release. "I've got to admit I had my doubts, but you managed to pull it off Casidhe. Well done!"

The warm fuzzies sifted through my skin as I basked in Mr. Walsh's adoration.

"I'll get in contact with Mrs. Greene and let her know."

I shook my head a little. "Oh, she picked Jerry up last night. She already knows he's got a thing for my legs, but at least he finished his homework without bloodshed or any facial reconstruction surgery needed."

That got a snort of appreciation for my effort. "Well keep it up, Casidhe. You're doing a great job considering the circumstances. How are your guardians taking it?"

Uh, what? Well I guess the all knowing Homeroom teacher isn't as all knowing as I thought.

"I don't have any guardians, sir. I'm emancipated."

His brows furrowed for a moment as his brain defined the term and its actual application to me.

"You mean you live by yourself?"

I nodded. "As of the beginning of December. My Gramps arranged it for me before his death."

The look on his face was almost comical as it shifted between emotions.

"It's okay, Mr. Walsh. We were expecting it and making preparations for years. I'm rich and worldly enough to make my own decisions, plus I have advisers."

Then a light bulb blew in his head. "Your lawyer."

I nodded. "He's a family friend. He grew up with my dad."

After checking on the goings on in class with a quick peek through the crack in the door he got all serious on me. "Casidhe, if you need someone else, someone objective, who's not …"

That brought a bright grin from me. "Thanks, Mr. Walsh. That's sweet of you."

He reddened slightly. Aww, isn't that cute. I made a teacher blush!

"As a father of girl in college, I want to offer one bit of unsolicited advice: wear jeans and a frumpy shirt tonight. Teenage boys aren't known for their control of certain… how can I say this… appetites."

Okay, my turn to go red. "Uh, I think Ted and I can handle Jerry, sir."

His grin stretched wide and he chuckled good-naturedly. "I wasn't speaking only of Jerry, Casidhe. Word has it that you and Ted are somewhat of an item."

Alert! Alert! Someone call the fire department! My face went from pink to apple red. "Wha… I… he just asked me last night! How could you know…"

It clicked in my head. "Chloe." Curses!

~O~

"That's it! I'm bringing my own lunch from now on," I declared. "What the heck is that?"

"Hungarian Goulash," Chloe answered with equal distaste.

I was boggled. "Thank God the TroglaGreene didn't have that on his plate Friday."

"Eww."

"Exactly."

~O~

My email was clear, for once, and apparently Dave had his phone confiscated in Homeroom so Chloe and I were free to chat.

"So when are you and Mark gonna hook-up?"

"Huh?" Sue me. I was still in boggle-land over the Goulash. Foul, I tell you!

"Mark, baseball god, firm bodyness, maximum juicability…"

"Are those actual words?"

"What's Ted think about him?"

I rolled my eyes. "I haven't said anything, and it doesn't matter anyway, because I'm Ted's girlfriend. And thanks, by the way for getting the word out," I remarked with an unkind leer.

She preened. "Anything I can do to further the cause, Cas. It's no problem."

"Uh, yeah."

"You two are using protection, right."

Okay, the goulash took a back seat in my brain. "We're not having sex!"

Chloe gave me a raised eyebrow. "You did tell Ted about… yanno."

I shook my head. "Uhhhh no."

"Casidhe!"

"What?"

"Well, don't you think he deserves to know that his girlfriend…" She couldn't finish the sentence but did include a nice set of hand gestures.

"I don't plan to have sex with him. Just maybe some lengthy kissage."

She sidled up closer to me. "You know he's bisexual, right?"

I nodded. "How did you know?"

Okay, forget I asked that question. Queen of the gossip tower is sitting next to me.

"Well, of anyone that might understand and still be willing to date you, and maybe some other fun stuff, don't you think Ted would rate right up there with the people, in the know?"

You know, for someone that's off-the-charts smart, sometimes I really don't think. My head dropped to the table.

Just to let you know, no, I didn't actually set my head on the table. My arm was there as a buffer. Seeing what they are serving for lunch in this school seriously put into question possible sanitation procedures. So… eww. Maybe that's what happened to Ted's forehead and the Zit from another world?!

"Chloe, we seriously made out last night," I groaned. "How am I gonna tell him after that?"

She didn't waste any time. "Were any other bodily fluids exchanged?"

That brought my head up. "What?"

"Ya know." She made a jacking motion near her mouth and did the tongue thing in her cheek.

I couldn't help it. I covered my face. "Oh my God."

Her giggle afterward almost made me laugh. "Guess what, Cas. You've entered into the world of girl-dom. Eventually you will experience the salty taste of a man's Jimmy Dean."

"Where do you come up with this stuff?" I gasped in exasperation.

"Internet." She leaned in again. "I found a website that tells exactly how to give the perfect B.J."

I let my hands down, freeing my face. "So, have you ever…"

A pixie-like smile danced over her features. "Maybe."

I grabbed her hands before she could get away. "What was it like?"

She looked from side to side to make sure nobody was leaning in or to make sure no hidden microphones were nearby, or something. I mean if there were hidden microphones nearby, how would you know? They're hidden, right?

"He just sat there, frozen, like he didn't know what to do, and then at the end he tensed up and grunted."

I waved that off. "I don't care about what he did. I want to know about you."

Yes, ladies and gentleman, Chloe can blush. She smiled naughtily. "It was… kinda neat. I mean it was like I was in control, ya know? I was the one who made him feel that way and lose control."

"What'd it taste like?"

"Cas!"

"Seriously!"

She rolled her eyes at me. "Well he was kind of, I don't know, clean, but musty? And at the end…" Her eyes got all serious. "If you do it, make darn sure he tells you when he's gonna go. I almost lost it when he did."

"Lost what?"

"My dinner. I choked."

I pulled back. "Oh eww."

Chloe shook her head. "No, it wasn't because it tasted bad. It didn't taste like much actually. But what would you do if you had a hose in your mouth and I decided to turn the water on?"

"Oh… okay. I get it." Then a thought came to me. "Hold on. It was like a hose. Exactly how much do guys… yanno."

She burst into a fit of giggles. "No, it's not a lot, not even a mouthful. It was just surprising that's all."

I leaned back into my chair wondering if I could do that same thing to Ted. What it would be like. Hmm.

"Cas, I see that look."

Oops. "What look?"

She eyed me like she could see straight through me. "That look that Ted's gonna get a little surprise sometime this week."

The warning bell sounded ending lunch. La, la, laaaa. Too bad so sad.

"Cas, don't you do anything until we have a chance to talk about this more." She gave me evil eye. "I'm serious."

With a dramatic sigh I relented. "Okay, Mom."

She grabbed my wrist and kept on with the eye thing. "Promise me."

With a scrunch of my face I answered, "I promise."

Chloe seemed appeased with that answer. Gheeze. I don't see what the big deal is. I mean she did it.

~O~

Inbox: 5 New Emails

Yay! Back to normal!

This whole tutoring thing is a great excuse to use my Blackberry during Study Hall.

Hey Cassidy, I thought we might get together Friday night for a two hour session. I didn't know if you had a date that night or what. I usually go out on Saturdays. Anyway, let me know.

Mark

My insides turned to jelly. Even though he spelled my name wrong, it was totally cool. Visions of bare and lean muscled chests danced through my head. You have a boyfriend, Cas. Dammit, Chloe! Now you're my conscience?! I can still look. I can appreciate the pure yumminess of that which is Mark.

Sigh.

And, I mean, he thought I was cute enough to have a date on Friday. How cool is that! He's obviously a very considerate and well mannered boy. No, he's a man. I mean he has to be almost eighteen if he's not already.

Sigh.

Oh, now I wouldn't mind doing that thing with him at all. I bet he's perfect. He has great skin, and he is in fabulous shape, and he's got the perfect hair! I bet that scutbag Lisa doesn't do it for him. She's all, he's taken. Pfft! I could take care of him better than her, for sure.

Sigh.

Mark emailed me! Yay!

~O~

I was floating around for the rest of school that beautiful Tuesday afternoon. The world was almost perfect. I just had to figure out how to become a girl, a real girl, so I could be a real girl yanno! So I wouldn't have to hide and then I could kiss boys and if I wanted to I could do other things with boys.

Girl, have you gone completely insane boy crazy? Shut up, Chloe! I'm having some fun right now. I know all about reality. I've been living it my entire life. Let me have some fun for a while. La, la, laaaa.

~O~

I picked up the real, flesh and blood (eww), Chloe at lockers, after school, and we hightailed it outta there. WooHoo!

"Would you stop grinning," Chloe laughed. "You look like an idiot."

"Sorry. I'm just having a good day."

"What happened?"

"Mark emailed me."

She should have been happy for me, right? But she got all serious. "Mark? Mark Tanner?"

"Ayup. We're getting together Friday night." I waggled my eyebrows for effect.

She almost, for a split second, looked stunned. Then it all flew away. "Oh, tutoring."

I shrugged good-naturedly. "Who cares. His hotness will be at my house, on my supple leather couch, sitting inches away."

Chloe looked sideways at me. "I thought you said you tutored at the kitchen table?"

"Nope. The table is for work. We're going to be discussing politics. Do you think high heels is too much for political discussion? I was thinking the black spiky ones with the straps."

"Casidhe! It's not a date and Mark Tanner isn't some Sophomore that will just be satisfied with a few ki… Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. You are not thinking what I think you're thinking are you?"

Huh?

"What?"

"You are not thinking that you are going to get him over there and show him some new tricks you've learned that you haven't even learned how to do yet."

I was almost boggled again, but I actually understood that. "Was that English?"

"Don't change the subject!" she snapped. "And don't drive me home. Go to your place. We have some serious talking to do."

No! Don't ruin my day with serious stuff!

Under her steely glare I pouted and drove to my house. I felt like was going to be sent to my room for punishment. Well if Mark Tanner was in my room, it wouldn't be punishment, and I could lock my room and never let him out. Muaahahahaha.

We got in and I shed my backpack on the kitchen table, where Mark and I would not be spending any time. Oh, unless I cooked for him. That's a fabulous idea! Brilliant, Casidhe! I could cook for him and show him how much better I'd be than Skank!Lisa. Then I could turn into a girl and poof, happily ever after.

Chloe went for the big guns right off the bat. "Have you forgotten about Ted?"

Okay, I'm an ass. I'm lower than low. I'm a really bad girlfriend. I'm not even a girlfriend. I'm an assfriend.

She snuck around to my front and gave me a big hug. Aww, Chloe's the best friend a girl, who was a boy, who's now a girl could ever have.

"Cas, I know it's all fun and new and exciting right now, but you have to look at the big picture every once in a while, you goofy girl."

My eyes were burning. Sniff.

She backed away and took hold of my shoulders. "Now we're going to have the sex talk. I can't believe I'm doing this."

Oh no. "Uh, Chloe. I already know about sex."

She strode over to the fridge. "Uh huh, and that's why you went all porno girl at the thought of having Mark Tanner all to yourself on Friday."

Oh sure, use logic why don't ya.

"I'm sure your Gramps went over all the biological reasons sex happens, and what can happen when you insert Tab A into Slot B, but girl you know nothing about sex."

"What are you looking for? That's the freezer."

She nodded at me. "Uh huh. We can't have this talk without ice cream. It's a rule. It's in the book."

"Bottom shelf. I have some Ben and Jerry's and some…"

"Ohhh, Haagen Daz."

~O~

"See, boys are like little steam engines. You feed them coal or in our case, attention, and they puff away right on down the testosterone tracks. Those tiny tiny hormones make them insane. All they can think about is sex."

I gave her my arched eyebrow look. And having an eyebrow that's already arched, well, I guess you can see how devastating this could be. "Chloe, come on. That's not all they think about."

Shoveling a scoop of ice cream in her mouth she paused to savor the wonderfulness that is Chocolate Chocolate Chip. "Look it up. Teenage boys think about sex like once every two minutes or something. It was a crazy number."

"Chlo…"

"Really, look, try it out when Ted gets here tonight. Give him a kiss and then watch him. It's uber-creepy."

"Uh huh."

We took a quick scoop of ice cream break and then plowed on.

"Now, given that you know this you can't just jump any boy out there. They'll jump you back and won't care a thing about you afterward."

I shook my head. "Ted isn't like that. He cares."

Chloe nodded. "I'm sure he does. Ted's a good guy, but he's still a boy. Now Mark…"

I moved to cut her off. "Mark is sweet. He picked up my sandal and put it on for me."

"Pfft!" Chloe was actually laughing.

"What?"

"Mark Tanner is a player." Before I could come to his defense she cut me off. "He sees this wide-eyed girl all sweet and wholesome…"

"I'm not wholesome."

"And he sees his chance. Just a little gesture like putting on your sandal and you are falling into his arms saying, 'Oh Mark, take me now, you big stud!'"

My spoon fell limp in my hand. "That's not what I said."

"And then when you fall for his big load of B.S. and give him what he wants, which is either A: a B.J. or B: sex, then he's done with you and off telling his friends what an easy lay you are."

~O~

I was disgruntled. How could she turn a simple act straight out of Cinderella into something vile. And to top the whole thing off, I'm all bloated from the ice cream. Blech.

Ding Dong!

Ted's here! With a quick peek through the peep hole I turned even more disgruntled. The TroglaGreene. Can my day get any worse?

I opened the door and let him in while I waved to Ms. Greene. How a nice lady like that gave birth to a mook like Jerry I will never know.

Jerry is a perfect example of why some animals eat their young.

In case you are wondering, I went with my cool blue short shorts today. I don't have any boobs! I have to show off the only assets I have, hello!

Ole Troggy set his backpack on the table and pulled out his work while I returned to the fridge to grab some water. "You want anything, Jerry?"

I heard him mumble something.

"What, I didn't hear you."

"Coke please."

Damn, I hadn't unloaded the twelve pack I bought the other day that I kept at the bottom of the fridge. I bent over at the waist and tore open the pack. One at a time I move them from the bottom to the top shelf, shifting side to side as I did so. I mean it takes some sort of movement doesn't it? When I was finished, I grabbed a Coke for Jerry and turned around. His big poofy black eyes were bugged out, and he spun back to give his attention to his History book, which was currently upside down.

Oh, oops.

Well it wasn't like I was standing there in heels doing it. I swear, honestly, sometimes I forget what I'm doing.

Ding Dong!

Ted's here!

I drop off Jerry's drink and almost skip to the door. Peek. Yep. My boyfriend's here!

I opened the door and he had a goofy smile for me. "Hey baby."

Awww. I'm his baby. "Hey sugar muffin." Okay that didn't really work, but he laughed. I waved at Mrs. Head then closed the door. "I want kisses and I want them now," I whispered.

He didn't disappoint. One hand went to the small of my back and the other to the nape of my neck. The lips… well they went where they are supposed to go. Only thirty seconds later and I dropped back down to the floor. Whoa.

"Thanks, I really needed that."

Ted gave me a toothy… a bracey smile in return. "My pleasure."

I grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen where I broke away and went to the island while Ted took his seat and started in on his homework for the day. It didn't take long before Ted had a question. He brought his Algebra book over to the counter and slid his hand around my waist while I explained one of the problems. It was really hard to concentrate while he was making little circle motions with his really warm fingers at the base of my spine. After the explanation he tugged my top back in place and I stared dreamily at a book I was supposed to be reading.

Ted finished a little early and he wanted to talk privately in the living room. I checked on Jerry and then followed my boyfriend. Heh. I have a boyfriend.

"Hey, Dad got all suspicious yesterday. I had some of your lipstick on me."

Gasp!

"So he's only giving me two hours."

Oh no! No kisses!

"That's it. I'm going shopping tonight for the super, doesn't come off lipstick."

He grinned at me. "That would probably help." He looked at his watch and frowned. "He'll be here in like two minutes."

I looked around frantically and found a tissue. Scrubbing away at my lips I removed every square millimeter in less than thirty seconds. My lips were red and already slightly swollen when they met Ted's. God, I really liked kissing him. He gave really good lip.

Honk Honk!

Damn!

Ted grabbed his backpack and gave me a last peck before he was out the door. I was going to flip off Mr. Head, but waved instead. That's right, you're killing my love life. Wave, wave.

~O~

Ding Dong!

"Hey babe!"

"Hey Steve, and don't call me babe."

We made our way through Act II of Macbeth, and still had some time left over at the end when I thought I'd make a leap.

"Hey Steve, can I ask you a question without you going all porno on me?"

He gave me a blank stare.

"Nevermind."

That's when he blinked and seemed to come back to reality. "Uh, no, I mean sure. Go ahead."

"You're a Senior, right?"

"Yeah."

He seemed pleased with himself. That wasn't the question, idiot. I rolled my eyes. "Um, do guys… uh, is all guys ever think about is sex?"

Wow, Casidhe can that be anymore grammatically incorrect
?

"Oh."

I shook my head. "Nevermind. I'm being stupid."

"Is Head pushing you to have sex with him? If he is I can pound him for you."

Does everyone know I'm dating him? "No, Ted's fine. He's not asking for anything I'm against. It's just a general question."

I've got to give it to Steve. He was actually trying to think.

"Uh, well, yeah, pretty much."

"Really?" I said in disbelief.

"Yeah." Then he tried to explain. "It's not like that's all we think about all the time. There's baseball, and games, and stuff, but yeah sex is up there in the top five."

I'm going for broke here. "Why?"

He guffawed. "Cause it's great!" Realizing that wasn't much of an answer he pushed on. "Okay, you gotta look at it from a guy's perspective. Look at yourself."

I looked down.

"You're all soft and smooth and wearing those really short shorts, which by the way, excellent choice." He gave me a thumbs up. "And you smell nice, and you're all painted up, and you taste good. What's not to like? Guys dig that."

I was trying to wrap all of that up. "So, if I was to stop shaving my legs and gained thirty pounds you wouldn't want to have sex with me?"

He shrugged. "No, I'd still want to, I just wouldn't really like it as much."

"That makes no sense."

He laughed. "I'm a guy, babe. We don't make sense sometimes. Okay, look at it this way. We have a co… uh, you know."

He pointed down to his crotch. "It's called a penis, Steve."

"Right, well, it's really sensitive and it feels really good when it's inside your…"

"Vagina."

"Right. I mean really good. Like winning the championship game good."

He got my arched eyebrow for that one. "Uh huh."

"You think I'm full of shit, don't you?"

You're definitely full of something. "Uh…"

"See this is what chicks don't get." He tried a different tact. "Have you ever felt something so good it felt like your head was gonna explode?"

Well that Haagan Daz was pretty good. "No, not really."

He shrugged. "Well then, you can't understand."

"Are you talking about orgasms, Steve."

His eyes evened out on me. "Yes, I'm talking about orgasms. If you've never had one you can't know what I'm talking about. And I'm not talking about the self-delivered kind either."

I stood there in thought for almost a minute. When Steve fidgeted a little.

"So, you've had sex?"

He didn't boast or put on any airs, he just nodded.

"Which is better, a B.J. or straight sex?"

His jaw almost unhinged. "Uh…" he gave it some thought. "I guess it's apples and oranges. They're both great, but different."

This isn't helping at all, and from the look in Steve's lap he was getting a little turned on by the discussion. Well, okay. A lot turned on.

"Sorry," I offered.

He looked down and then covered up a little. He was pretty smooth about it, not really embarrassed, but still.

"It doesn't take much. I'm in my sexual prime right now."

Was he boasting or something?

"But you can hold yourself back from, I don't know, jumping me right now?"

He nodded. "Well, yeah. I'm not an animal. Sure, I'd like nothing better than to show you exactly what you're missing, but you already made it clear. This is tutoring. No means no."

For as much as a goofball Steve is, he's actually not a bad guy.

"Thanks for being civil, Steve. I know it must be kinda weird talking about sex with me."

He turned into the table and relaxed a little. "No prob. And if you want to find out… yanno."

I giggled a little. "Thank you for the offer. I'll keep you in mind." After a moment I added. "Can you keep this between you and me?"

He almost snorted. "Like anyone would believe me."

I moved in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks Steve."

~O~

Seven thirty rolled around and after Steve left… limping slightly, I took off to the Quick Stop to meet with a real life lesbian!

I pulled up into the parking lot and looked around. Sigh. Lesbian hopes down the drain. I killed the engine and went inside anyway. I had a sudden craving for green Monster. Yeah, I cant figure it out either. Green. When I entered I saw a girl standing in the back by the sodas. Ah, maybe my luck wasn't dashed.

Making my way back I scanned the chocolaty goodness. I gave it a frown, knowing that I had my bad treat for the day already. But I grabbed a green Monster and smiled at the cute girl that seemed to find the Pepsi fridge utterly fascinating.

She seemed really nervous, like hands shaking nervous, so I let her off the hook and made the first move.

"Hi, I'm Casidhe."

She almost jumped, it was more of a twitch, really. She held out her hand. "Denise."

"D?"

Her eyes darted to the cashier who wasn't watching anything but the little television on the counter. Denise nodded. After a quick shake we let go and held up my Monster. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Green?"

I shrugged. "It's weird. I know." I looked behind me. "They have orange, purple, and various earthy colors too."

"Orange please."

I grabbed an orange and led her up to the counter. Once we were paid up we went outside and I looked for a bike or whatever.

"I walked."

Oh.

"I can drive us to my house, but I can't drive after eight until my birthday."

Denise hooked her thumbs in her pockets. "I live like five houses down from you."

Excuse me? "How come I've never seen you around?"

I beep beeped the Beetle and we hopped in.

"I haven't really hung out in the neighborhood. I've seen you."

"Yeah?"

She nodded. "I like the new you. It's like total makeover time."

She knew me before I was a girl. I felt the ice forming in my veins.

"I thought you were a boy for the longest time."

I gave her a weak smile. "Uh yeah, Chloe had a lot to do with that."

"Well it looks good on you."

Okay, maybe she really thinks I'm all girl?

We made it back to the house and I invited her in. Unbagging, uh debagging, the Monster's I handed her the orange and popped mine open to take a greedy gulp.

"Come on in the living room."

Denise walked slowly, taking in the sights. "You have a beautiful house."

"Thanks, it, well it was Gramps'."

A sympathetic face dropped over her features. "I heard. I'm so sorry."

I ignored it. I hate it when people say that. But they don't know any better. Denise sat next to me on the couch and found a coaster for her drink. I did too, neat huh?

I decided to get to the meat of the matter. "So, what can I do to help?"

Her eyes widened a little and then she smiled. "Sorry, I've been putting this off for so long, hiding what I am."

I was about to give the everyone's doing it speech, and not to worry when she decided to add to he confession.

"I… would you mind…"

"What?"

"Well, I want to… you know, be sure."

I was stumped. "Sure of what?"

She leaned forward and then paused with her face right in front of me. I froze. I didn't know what to do. If I was a deer I would have been smacked upside the hood of the car. Denise took that as an invitation and moved in.

My body went on cruse control and I just experienced what there was to feel. Her lips were much more softer than Ted's and even softer than Chloe's. I was already used to opening my mouth for Ted that it was second nature to do so for Denise. It was like seeing stars, that was the difference.

Her hands caressed my face and neck. Her fingers drifted up through my hair, and lightly grabbed a little, tugging me in further. It was then that I realized my own hands were holding her at the waist under her cropped tee. Skin against skin.

Then the cloud of fog that was my in my brain lifted. I was about to pull back, but of course that was when Denise ended it and eased back looking me in the eyes to measure my reaction. I don't know what she got out of me, but she pulled back and sat down.

"Sorry. I just, I've really wanted to do that for the last week."

I was still blinking away, trying to make sense of what just happened.
 
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Either Do/Or Not at All

Lilith; All I can say is this story is great, and it's hard to have to wait for the next chapter. Keep up the great work! Richard

Richard

TY!

Thank you very much for taking the time to comment. I hope I can keep instilling that urge in future chapters!!

Lili

~Lili

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Hi Lilith,

Wow, Casidhe's burning the relationship candle, never mind at both ends, all along its length. I thought Casidhe didn't have any testicles, where are all these raging hormones coming from? Zowie, she needs HELP and Chloe, though she has more on the ball than Casidhe, doesn't seem to be all THAT clued in either. Oh well, I GUESS I'll just have to shut the F*** up and wait until the next episode is posted, as a good, loyal, faithful reader should.

Thank you for sharing this with us all.

with love,

Hope

with love,

Hope

Once in a while I bare my soul, more often my soles bear me.

Finally...

Someone asked the question! I've been waiting and waiting. Where 'are' Casidhe's raging hormones coming from? Hope gets an A+ for today's lesson! Now the answer... I'm not tellin'

LOL.

Well not yet, anyway. More mysteries to come!

Yes, Cas is all sorts of confused right now, and heading for a train wreck of epic proportions. Remember our girls are still 15 and while they know a lot, they aren't really wise as of yet. Too much information and not enough experience.

Thank you for reading, Hope! and for commenting too!!!

Lili

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Hope got there first

I was going to ask the same thing. Well that, and comment that Cas has gotten more action in one week than I got my entire sophomore year! :-( Hmmm, I'm thinking I like Denise!

KJT

"All lies in jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest"

The Boxer - Simon & Garfunkel


"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin

LOL

You're silly Karen. The real question is whether or not you got any porn in your email back then...they had internet right? I'm teasing. Admittedly, I didn't get that much action either, but I did have a girlfriend. Sigh. I remember her fondly.

I like Denise too. She's my kind of girl. Just go for it!

Thanks!!!!!

Lili

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Yup.

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She may have lost her testicles but her libido is just fine.

Wow, this story continues to

Wow, this story continues to rock :) It takes a lot for me to truly laugh out loud in my room, alone - but you pull it off chapter after chapter! ...I can confess to that, right? It's not like talking to myself? ...hmm I'll have to ask myself later.

Anyway, though I do love your sense of humor, I also appreciate the moderation - the story never goes so overboard that I find myself losing my immersion and concern for the characters. When something is *too* slapstick I find that that often happens.

"I'm lower than low. I'm a really bad girlfriend. I'm not even a girlfriend. I'm an assfriend."

...the steam engine analogy for boys.

"It doesn't take much. I'm in my sexual prime right now."
Was he boasting or something?

...classic :)

And, yeah, she really *is* burning the candle as the other poster said - geez. It doesn't really seem too off, though, since she's already confessed that there's no real spark with Ted. It's still wrong to cheat, of course, but not to be confused and thinking about other people. Dating isn't marriage, even if honesty is expected.

...though, if you're in the LGBT community, dating's all that's legal sometimes :|

hopeeternalreigns: Yeah, I've gone for a while with no testosterone OR estrogen and, aside from menopause-in-ones-early-20s-fun-fun-fun I also definitely had almost 0 libido. Still, it's a story...go with it :) Besides, I've had some friends who are little bundles of sexuality in the same position; whether it was psychological or not is anyone's guess, but it could be in Casidhe's case as well. Suddenly she's living in a role she wants to be in and people appreciate her...the idea of having a boyfriend is a thrilling novelty, etc.

Oh, I'm having fun guessing how the relationships are going to pan out at this point. Ranking in first place, by process of elimination, I think there's mystery-girl-Denise. Mark's a player, is taken and is perhaps too cliche? Chloe's too straight. And Ted's already been determined to be sparkless. Hmmm. *hands five dollars to the bookie on Denise*

Thanks for sharing, as always.

Wow

Big review, lots to cover. Thanks!

Confess away. I always love to hear about someone LOL'ing in a public place, alone is good too.

I understand about the moderation in humor. I've said this many times so far, but the silliness, the jokes, almost every situation I've written about has actually happened. Not all concentrated around one person, of course, and not all withing a week, but it is very real. So it's hard to go overboard unless I'm being stupid. The voices in Cas's head is all me. Those are my voices, so I know they are real. (wink)

The libido thing will be explained soon. So no worries their. We'll see how that works out.

Now, as to relationships. LOL. I've had so many people guess. I think it's more fun to actually drive Cas insane with not knowing what to do, but eventually she will find her place and the person she should or needs to be with. I can tell you that person has already been introduced.

Oh, you forgot about Jerry, Steve, and Joann, and Mr. Walsh, and Lisa. LOL, wouldn't it be cool if it was Lisa?? Okay, now I'm getting silly.

Thanks for the comment!!!!!

Lili

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Beg to clarify question of

Beg to clarify question of feelings without genitalia: oestrogen is produced not only in ovaries ( and a small amount in testes) but by adrenal glands too.

After that you have to consider brain sex - feelings occur through the central nervous system, which earlier life will have pre programmed to some extent.

Thus, feelings, emotions, are perfectly possibe after castratiom or removal of ovaries. This explains too why castration was abandoned for sex offenders, it just doesnt work very well.

Briar

Briar

But for "sex" offenders

For many sex offenders it isn't about the sex, it's about power and domination.

For Cas, the amount of hormones produced isn't high enough to cause the radical mood alterations she is experiencing. That suggests there is something else going on that hasn't been revealed. Intersexed, maybe?

Damaged people are dangerous
They know they can survive

OMG! Can Casidhe get in any deeper?

Wow! This has gone from just being a dressed up girl, to a sensual girl, all in the same chapter. Wow! And a grl never talks to guys casually about sex, or they would think we are totally clueless. Well Casidhe is, for now, but still. Casual talk about whether guys think about sex all the time is a very strict no no. Some guys take that as an open invitation.

I did like how you wrote it in though and made it sweet and sentimental, almost like in biology, but without the classroom. Chloe seems to be trying to bring Casidhe into being a girl with a little education about boys, of which Casidhe right now is clueless about.

And she met Denise at the Quick Stop, and took her home? OMG! This just gets more and more interesting with every chapter. Keep up the good work. Mystery, mystery, mystery.

Love & hugs,
Barbara

"With confidence and forebearance, we will have the strength to move forward."

"With confidence and forbearance, we will have the strength to move forward."

Love & hugs,
Barbara

"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."

TY!

Cas, is going through some changes, yes. You'll find out a little bit why in the next chapter.

Regarding girls asking boys. That's changed within the last decade or so. Girls are a lot more open about sex. The Q&A is almost word for word out of my life. Maybe I'm just weird.

Denise will play a prominent role in Cas's life. I'm just not saying how at this point.

Thanks for reading Barbara!!

Lili

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Good Stuff

An interesting tale so far, looking forward to seeing how well Cas handles all these new feelings. Way to leave us hanging on this chapter. :)

TY!

Sorry about the semi-cliffy there. I have bad habit of doing that sometimes. I'll try to keep it at a minimum.

Thanks for reading!!

Lili

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This story is my new drug!

I love the immersive dialog! We really get to know Casidhe, and how she thinks. Me wants more!

"The voices in Cas's head is all me. Those are my voices, so I know they are real. (wink)"

And I love you too, author-of-multiple-voices ~_^

-Christelle

Be prepared

Chapt.7 is mostly Casidhe internal. Some back story revealed. Some questions answered.

Mainlining not necessary but encouraged.

More coming!!!

Lili

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I love your wee teasers…

…in the comments. Just right to whet the appetite for what's to come.

Gabi

Gabi.


“It is hard for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.” Thomas Hardy—Far from the Madding Crowd.

TY!

I tend to answer as many questions as I can. Some I obviously can't because of plot, but you can find a lot of backstory here that wouldn't be in the actual story.

I aim to please.

Lili

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Either Do it Right, or Don't Do it at All (Part 6)

Well, loks as if Cas is gonna have to make a choicem, and soon.

    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine
    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

poor Casidhe

everyone wants to kiss her.
thanks