Paul Mall: Take A Toss With Tess

Jeanie decided that her art class was as unimportant as Tessie's study hall, and the two girls left the school through the back of the building, ran across the school yard, through a hole in the black wire fence, and kept naming the three blocks to Jimmy's house.

Jeanie was right, Jimmy didn't mind an extra guest, especially when he saw Tessie. He lived in a small apartment on the first floor of a large apartment house. The apartment was crowded with kids, most of the teenagers holding beer cans, but a few were smoking grass. Some sat in clusters, talking and laughing. Many had paired into couples and were trying to make or were making each other. Boys and girls petted openly, under and over clothing.

Tessie followed Jeanie to the kitchen where they found the beer, about twenty cans of it, chilling in a sink full of ice. They helped themselves to a beer each, and were about to go back to the living room when Jimmy ushered Jeanie away, leaving Tessie in a kitchen full of strangers.

"Hi. I'm Bill. You go to Thoreau?"

Tessie turned and looked into the most beautiful blue eyes she ever saw. "Uh-huh. You?"

"Yeah. I'm a senior."

"I'm a junior, my first year in the school. My name is Tessie."

"Hi, Tessie. Do you know anyone here?" Bill held his face close to hers and slipped his arm around her waist. He was much taller than Tessie, and he used his size to woo her closer to him.

"No, just Jeanie, and she's -"

"I know, I saw." Holding her tighter, he turned her around. "Come on," he continued, leading her into the other room, "I'll introduce you to some of my friends."

Bill's arm felt good to Tessie. Besides being tall, he was well built, very muscular, and his arm around her waist made her feel very secure. He introduced her to several of his friends, not moving his arm from her. They chatted awhile, finishing their beers, and then he guided her into the hallway, first getting them each another beer.

"It isn't so noisy and smoky here. Let's sit on the floor and get to know each other better. I like you." Bill sat while he spoke, pulling Tessie gently down next to him, not giving her a chance to answer. Then he opened the two cans of beer and handed one to her.

"I don't know… I don't think that I should drink another one."

"Why not?"

"I get drunk easily."

"Good."

Tessie laughed; running her hand nervously through her hair, causing it to fall in loose waves across her face. "Oh, so you are the type who gets 'em drunk, and…"

"Yep." Bill laughed, too, his blue eyes twinkling into her brown ones.

Tessie drank down the second beer.

"Now you've done it," she said. "I've got to go to the bathroom, and I'll probably have to go every five minutes now that you've forced me to drink so much beer. Beer does that to me."

She stood up, lost her balance and sat down again. She rested a moment and then stood again, this time succeeding. "Where's the bathroom?"

Bill rose up and once again made Tessie aware of his size. "This way," he told her and led her by the hand, down the hallway.

They passed a bedroom and Tessie saw several couples on the bed. They were all either naked or partially naked, and all heavily engaged in various sexual acts. What she saw made her stomach muscles flutter. The sight of those couples, the effects of the beer she had consumed, and Bill's manly body brought back to Tessie's mind, her promise to herself… her promise to get rid of her virginity. She liked Bill, and he was a turn-on, and there was sex going on at the party, and – and, well why not?

"This is the bathroom. I'll wait here for you, so you don't get lost when you come out."

Tessie entered the bathroom, locked the door behind her, peed, and then combed her hair in front of the mirror hanging over the once-white porcelain sink. She dabbed a little powdered rouge onto her cheeks and inspected her teeth in her mirrored reflection. Satisfied that she looked okay, she lifted the hem of her blue wool skirt and pulled down her pale blue nylon briefs. With her fingers, she fluffed up the sparse growth of brown pubic hair and rotated her clitoris between two fingers. Her nipples hardened, poking noticeably through the ribbing of her red sweater. She looked again at her reflection in the mirror, and saw that her cheeks were flushed and that her eyes looked glassy, sexy.

She masturbated for a few more moments, long enough to start her vaginal walls to secreting sex fluids. Then, she pulled up her panties, dropped her skirt back into place and smoothed it down neatly. She sniffed the fingers that had titillated her clit and then licked them, rolling her, tongue around the long fingers. The last thing Tessie did before opening the door and returning to Bill was to wash her hands.

When Tessie came out of the bathroom, she didn't see Bill anywhere. She was about to go back into the living room to look for him, when he returned, carrying two more cans of beer.

"That isn't for me, I hope. I can't possibly drink anymore."

"Look," Bill said, "I got this terrific idea. You're worried about getting too drunk, and about having to run into the bathroom every five minutes. So I promise to see to it that you get home safely, walking straight for your mom, and…" He ushered her back into the bathroom,.closing and locking the door behind them. "And, we'll drink it right here so you don't have to travel far to the john." He popped open both cans of beer.

"You're crazy." But Tessie didn't make a move towards the door, or say another word on the subject. She took the can from Bill and started drinking the cold fluid down. She was well on her way to being drunk.

"I have another terrific idea," Bill said, reaching into his shirt pocket. "Let's smoke a jay, too." Again, Bill didn't wait for Tessie to answer. He had a joint already rolled and was putting it to his mouth.

For a short moment Tessie felt nervous. She didn't know Bill at all. To give her virginity to a total stranger, someone she met not even an hour before, may be the wrong thing to do. She toked on the marijuana that he passed to her, holding the harsh smoke down for as long as she could. She was getting better at it.

"We could sit on the floor."

Tessie looked at Bill through hazed eyes and noticed for the first time how really handsome he was. His eyes were just so perfectly blue, so seductive, and long brown lashes fluttered down over them. His nose was perfectly shaped and his mouth soft and wet looking. He had wavy hair, light brown – almost blond, and when he spoke to her his head tilted forward, the long brown waves framing his face, emphasizing his creamy, flawless complexion. After looking at him for a few more seconds, her reserves were gone. "Okay, we can sit here by the tub, so we can lean against it.

They sat down and finished smoking the marijuana, hardly more than brief, awkward conversation between them. Then they stopped speaking altogether. Just as Bill was about to put his arm around Tessie, to draw her to him, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Yeah?" Bill asked.

"What the hell do you mean, yeah?" came a voice from the hallway. "Open the door and let me in."

Bill recognized Frank's voice, one of his friends. "I'm peeing."

"No you ain't, you got a chick in there and I need the john."

"Damn! All right."

Bill got up and opened the door for Frank. "Make it fast, please."

"Why don't you two use the bedroom, or the living room? Don't you like being seen or something

"Look, we just want to be alone for a little while, so hurry."

Tessie stood there, wondering if Frank was going to go to the bathroom while she was present. She kind of hoped that he would.

"Okay, you two get out and I'll hurry."

Disappointed, Tessie took the hand that Bill extended to her and they went into the hallway to wait. A few moments later Frank came out and they re-entered the small room.