RICHH:  GOOD ANSWER--part 2

     "So Saturday rolls around and my parents are gone for the
weekend as usual and we drive up to the school and there they both
are, sitting on a step.  They got in, all red-eyed and nervous and
we drove them back to my house.  The whole way they're like, 'Where
are we going', 'What's going on', all sorts of annoying shit. 
Maggie pulled out that letter and said, 'Where's the nearest
mailbox, El?  'Oh, there's one right around...here...,I can pull
right up to it.  I did and Maggie rolled down the window and put
the letter halfway in and the girls started crying and begging, 'oh
no no no, please, don't.'  Maggie let go of the letter and caught
it before it slid in.  She did this a few times.  Finally she let
it drop into the mailbox and the girls really freaked out.  The
one, Sarah, threw up, I think.  Maggie just laughed and pulled the
real letter out of her bag.  'Good thing there was no stamp on that
one.  Now *this* one, on the other hand...'  Then they both
promised to be good and we drove back to my house.
     "We all sat down in the living room, except we made the two
girls stand in the middle.  'Take off your clothes,'  Maggie said."
     "HeLLO!" said Josh, somehow unrolling a fig newton.
     "They just stood there, dumbfounded.  'You heard me,' Maggie
said again.  Take em off.  She was good at this.  Could be a real
Nazi if she wanted to.  She pulled the letter out of her purse and
said, 'Listen, this can be easy or hard'.  You can do what we say
and take your punishment and afterwards we'll give you this or I
can drop it in the mail right now and you can both be kicked out of
school.  They whispered something to each other and started
undressing, down to their little bras and panties.  'All of it',
said Maggie.  'Everything.'  They took off what was left and then
they just stood there, looking like idiots."
     "Josh, what the *fuck* are you doin' to that newton?"
     He had unrolled it perfectly and was shaping the gooey part
into an animal.  "I hate fig newtons.  I just like playing..."
     "Nice fingers," said Ellen, distracted.
     "Story, El?"
     "Oops."  She swallowed down a newton.  "Okay, so now these
girls are there, naked, scared out of their minds.  Maggie says,
'You ready, girls?'  'Ready?'  'Yes.  We want to see you make love
to each other.'  The girls started crying again and we were all
just getting high and laughing and Maggie stood up and took off her
belt.  'Well,' she said, 'Then you've got a choice.'  And then she
looped it and snapped it.  The girls shuddered a little.  Maggie
walked over to them.  'Oh, it's not so hard.  Look, just face each
other--'  She turned them so they faced each other, 'Put your arms
around each other...move close...good.  Now kiss.  No.  A good one.
Tongue action.  Close your eyes.  Look,' said Maggie.  'It's easy.
Watch.'  She spun the smaller girl, Becky, and pulled her to her
and kissed her hard, like a guy.  Then she moved her hands all over
the girl, over her back, around her ass, everything.'  It was hot. 
She had to hold Becky up, because Becky looked woozy.  'Okay, look.
Ellen, come here.  Help me with this.'  You girls sit down.'  We
pushed on their shoulders until they sat.  'Good.  Now move close. 
But scissor your legs.'  We arranged their legs until they were
right up against each other, clit to clit.  'Now how does that
feel?  I said, how does that feel?'  'W-weird,' said the taller
one, Janet.  The other one was just crying.
     "'Okay,' said Maggie, 'Stop bawling.  Both of you, relax.  If
you play along no one outside this room will ever know and
everything will be fine.  Besides, it's not exactly torture, you
know.  In fact, Ellen, Sarah.  Show these two what I'm talking
about.  Come here.'  We did, and we took off our jeans and just
left our panties on and we showed them what we wanted them to do. 
'See', said Maggie.  It's not going to kill you.  Now both of you,
put your palms on the carpet behind you, lean back, and lift your
butts off the ground.  Good.  Hey,  I think this one's digging it.'
She was talking about the taller one, Janet, who had either
resigned herself or was genuinely going for it.  'How does this
feel?' Maggie put her finger in her mouth then pressed it against
Janet and slid it down until she found her clit.  'Nice?'  She
nodded.  'Well, I don't think your friend here thinks so.'  Maggie
whispered something to Janet and Janet shook her head.  Then Maggie
lowered her head to between Janet's legs and I held Becky up so she
could watch her friend come.  Then, we stretched out Becky on her
back and Janet went down on her.  After a long long time, Becky
stopped crying and started moving her little hips.
     "Now *that's* a high school," said Josh.  "Did you really give
them back that picture?"
     "What are you, crazy?  We tormented them most of the rest of
the year.  Between classes.  In closets.  In the bathrooms.  Oh we
had a blast, until I went nuts and had to go into the hospital.  I
mean, towards the end we were bringing along our boyfriends, other
girls, all sorts of people.  It was hot."
     "Sounds it."
     "But then I got all fat--"
     TLC was on tv with their song 'Ain't Too Proud to Beg'.
Howard said, "I'd do TLC before En Vogue."
     "Really?"
     "Well, by 'before' I mean 'in front of'."
     "Ah."
     Maria grabbed Howard and Josh and they disappeared.  When they
came back, Maria had her acoustic guitar.  Josh sat down by Ellen
and gave her a Wint-o-Green Life Saver.  Maria tuned up the guitar
and a bowl was lit and passed.
     Maria said, "Got a hold of this Harry Chapin songbook and
Howard and I learned all the songs.  This one's my favorite.  It's
called 'A Better Place to Be.'"
 
RICHH
--end pt. 2