Jason Hyte - Sex kitten

"It is some little broad, isn't it," Karen helped gently.

"Well… but not exactly like you said, you know? You see this girl'swell-awful young. What really happened, I think-What it was was that she was… like curious to see what it would be like, you know? But then-well, it really happened instead and now she wants-we both want it with each other all the time. I think it's only because I was her first guy, but she thinks she's in love with me now and she doesn't even want to try it on with anybody else to find out."

"And she wants the same kind of exclusivity from you."

"Yeah-well, no, not exactly. I sort of promised her I wouldn't with anybody else until she herself wanted out, but then-well, her sister caught us and I sort of had to do it to the sister-"

"My G-God, y-her oth-her sister, too??"

"Well, don't make it sound like tha-at, Karen. This isn't something freaky, you know. When Cissie saw us doing it she needed it, too, just like anybody would, but these are both great kids we're talking about."

"Oh, honey, I didn't mean to imply- Clarkie, I know you well enough to know you wouldn't associate with anybody but good kids. Let's assume that now, okay?"

"…No. I don't want to talk about it anymore, anyway."

"Oh, please, baby, you must. Just sit there a minute and get your head straight and then finish telling me. You need to."

"Well… That's about it, anyway. I did it to the sister, too, to get her-you know, like involved so she couldn't squeal even if she wanted to, and now the girl doesn't mind that I do it to the sister, too. In fact, she really likes it when all three of us- Oh shit, Karen, this… gets too private. For other people besides me."

"I think I've got the picture anyway. I take it I'm the first adult you've had the opportunity of discussing this with?"

"You're the first anybody I've had the guts to talk about it with."

"Hey-y, let's don't be putting yourself down now. It's your protective instinct, not any lack of guts, that's kept you from talking it out with anyone. This sort of problem isn't all that unusual, you know. More girls than you think-and guys, too-get carried away and make it with-th-anybody who happens to be handy."

"I-thought you might do a lot of moralizing. About me doing it to such a young girl, I mean."

"Me-e?? I'd be a great one to moralize, wouldn't I? How old were you when we first discovered that fantastic swimming potential of yours and got carried away in our own celebration? Fourteen?"

"But your economy-size baby you always called me. I wasn't so tiny and I wasn't-I'd already done it a lot."

"I rather doubt that makes the difference though I have always heard that a girl stays in love with the man who… popped her cherry."

"Oh, man, thanks a lot!"

"Well, hey, buster. That bit of vulgarity was supposed to brighten your sad life, not accentuate it. What is it then, that you feel you'd be deserting the girl if you were to start up again with somebody else?"

"God, no, I'd like to. And I'd like her to, too, to-you know, cover us up. Everybody's already noticing for months now that I haven't been out with anybody else and if I could do it to somebody else even just once in a while they'd think I was finally over my new girl and stop worrying about it."

"Why don't you do it then? Surely the girl would understand your reason once it's done."

"I… well, I can't with anybody else anymore. If she only would then I could but until she will, I can't."

"Oh, honey, that's only in your mind."

"No-o, it-s true! Everything's going great with some girl, then I start remembering those dumb promises and everything just goes zonk. Tannsy's always been such an absolute nut about keeping promises herself she thinks everybody else is the same way and it always like takes her by surprise and hurts the hell out of her whenever somebody breaks one to her and I just can't do it even when she's away."

"Maybe if you were to try it with some more experienced woman who could help-"

"I tried that, too, and it's the same thing as with girls. It's worse. One of them… even made me go off without it ever coming up and I felt even lousier. I just can't do it with anyone else anymore."

"But if it should happen by accident-"

"I can't make an accident happen, Karen! God, can't you understand?? I can't get it up-p! For anybody!"

"Oh, baby… I knew it had to be something more serious than being limited to once a month sex. You were uptight long before the girls went to school this year."

"-Hey-y, how did you know she comes home from school every month?"

"Simple, you ding dong. All the girls in your set go to the same school and they all-l come home once a month."

"Oh yeah, right… Aah, we might as well forget that, Karen. I'd be pretty dumb if I didn't think by now we both know it's Tannsy and me we're talking about. I… hey, you know that's right? I'm not minding that you know about us. You'd never think it was only dirty."

"Thank you for that, baby. And it will be easier to work something out now that we don't have to do all the careful hedging around. Are you sure your depression isn't a matter of feeling you'd be deserting Tannsy in some way by getting it on with someone else? That it's become-oh, maybe like a duty now instead of a pleasure because you don't want to desert her?"

"Oh-h, no w-way, Karen! Honest. We're absolutely perfect together. Every time."

"Yes, I suppose you would be. You're so much alike either of you could almost predict what the other would like. What about a phony confession then, if you think that's all it would take to make Tannsy experiment-"

"Lie to her, you mean? No way. Tannsy and I have never in our lives told each other a lie. About anything. If she found out I'd done that it would hurt her worse than breaking a promise. She might never trust me again and she'd miss that more than not doing it with each other. And so would I."

"Well… as I said, we can't always come up with the right answers. You can't just bluntly cut it off, you know. You certainly don't want that sweet little girl herself coming up with some awful hang-up for having been trapped into the actions of a nasty-dirty little girl."

"Hey-y!!"

"As society would regard it, you dumb shit, sit down! As people would make her-r feel for having done nothing more than give in to a natural urge she's mistaken for society's highly touted lo-ove. I'm with you, you know, that she'll outgrow it. Until she does, why not just go on enjoying each other? Very discreetly, of course."

"Because I'm always so goddam afraid we'll get found out by somebody outside, the way everybody's always like spotlighting us all the time trying to find out who my new girl is as if it was their business. You know how people talk about girls like-girls who do it with their own brothers."

"Oh, yes, I know. You're not talking much about Cissie here, Clarkie. How does she fit in?"

"Oh, Cissie's all right. It isn't hurting her. She just likes it with me once in a while for special kicks. Like I wish Tannsy did. And yet I don't, too; does that make sense?"

"Sure, I can dig your confusion. I assume you've talked about it with Tannsy?"

"I've tried to but she always turns it off. She thinks if we're careful we just won't get caught."

"From her viewpoint or yours?"

"…. What do you mean?"

"Tannsy's acute sense of fair play is one of the great qualities that make her such a sweet little thing. She knows as well as any of us how sexually active you've always been and I'd bet anything it bothers her considerably that you must do without during these long periods you're apart."

"Hey, it does. She's said so herself. -But that's exactly what makes me keep making those dumb promises that I don't w-want anybody but her. As I don't when she's around."