J. Watson: Gang-raped sisters

"Fucking good," Wayne said. "You were fucking good."

Beverly felt as if she couldn't move. She was aware of Wayne taking a clump of her hair and she wondered what he was doing. Then she realized that he was wiping his wet prick off.

She beard him picking up his clothes and getting dressed and she realized that he was leaving.

"Wayne?" she questioned, turning around.

"Yes?"

"You're not going to say anything about this. I mean, I've heard that boys talk."

"Of course not," Wayne said.

But his smile was wicked and Beverly shuddered. In her excitement she had forgotten what a bad reputation a girl could get in a small town. And Wayne Brown was just the sort who could give her that reputation.

Wayne bent down and fondled her titty like a piece of chuck roast that he was thinking about buying.

"You were sweet," he said.

She watched, with frightened eyes, as he walked back up the bank.

Beverly noticed a strangeness as soon as she got to school the next morning.

Her friends seemed to avoid her. When she approached them in the ball, there would be an immediate silence. Nobody would talk to her except for a few cold, polite words.

She finally cornered Angela Talbot just outside of the lunchroom.

"Angela?" she asked. "What's the matter with everyone? They're acting like I was diseased or something?"

"Don't you know?" Angela said haughtily.

"No," Beverly said.

"You should. It's all over school that you let. Wayne Brown into your panties."

"Oh no!"

"Then it's not true?" Angela asked hopefully.

Beverly looked into Angela's eyes. She and Angela had been friends for a very long time. Angela had long blonde hair and blue eyes that made a startling contrast to Beverly's dark hair and brown eyes.

Beverly was going to lie to Angela, but she couldn't. Angela saw the truth in her friend's face.

"So it is true," Angela said.

"But Angela…"

"Don't come around me any more," Angela said. "I can't be seen with you."

"But Angela…"

But Angela was gone. She showed Beverly her slender back in a haughty fashion.

Beverly was depressed for the rest of the day. She had been a popular girl once, but now her friends would have nothing to do with her. Even her teachers had started looking at her in a different way.

She went looking for Wayne Brown angrily. She found him putting some books in a wall locker. Some of his friends were standing around him.

"You've got a big mouth," she said. "What do you mean, spreading all those ugly rumors around?"

"You know how it is," Wayne shrugged.

"I don't know how it is," she said. "You have no business telling those lies about me."

She knew she shouldn't have said that as soon as she had spoken. The thing might have had a chance to die down for a lot, of people wouldn't have believed the rumor. But now she had called Wayne a liar in front of his friends.

"Shit!" Wayne said angrily. "I was there. Remember? I saw that little black mole you have under your tight titty. You opened your cunt for me and I fucked you. Now tell the guys the truth. I don't want to be called a liar in front of my friends."

"No!" Beverly said. "It's not true!"

Suddenly she realized that Wayne's friends had gathered around her. They were pushing her against the wall locker and against Wayne. The hall was so crowded that no teacher could have seen what was going an, but a lot of the students passing could see.

Wayne took her arm and twisted it behind her back.

"You going to tell the truth?" he asked.

"It is the truth," Beverly answered fearfully.

He twisted her arm until it hurt. He brought team to her eyes.

"Goddamn you!" Wayne said savagely. "Nobody calls me a liar! Now tell the truth. Tell the truth!"

The pain was growing. He had her arm twisted up far behind her back, and she wasn't going to be able to stand it much longer. She could see some of her friends in the crowd that had gathered near.

She suddenly saw Tommy Rodgers.

Tommy was looking a little red-faced. Beverly knew that, in a moment, he was going to come rushing into the crowd. Beverly knew that Tommy couldn't handle Wayne. She had seen Wayne fight before and he fought dirty. He could hurt Tommy badly if he tried to help. She couldn't allow Tommy to be hurt when it was all her fault.

Tommy started for the crowd, and Beverly said quickly. "All right, I'll tell the truth!"

Wayne released her arm and Tommy stopped. A lot of her friends were listening closely. They all wanted to hear.

"It happened," Beverly said softly.

"What happened?" Wayne asked. "Say it loud so that the people can all hear you. I don't want anybody thinking I'm a liar."

"I let you," Beverly said a little louder.

She saw Tommy's crest-fallen face and she felt a little sorry for him. But not half as sorry as she was feeling for herself. Her friends were drifting away and Beverly knew she had lost them forever.

"Shit, baby," Wayne said softly. "You should have kept your mouth shut."

Beverly knew she should have, but now it was too late.

"Hey, baby," one of Wayne's friends said. "Hey, how about meeting me at the bridge tonight?"

Beverly walked away with a shamed face and she heard their laughter.

She went through the rest of her classes that day in a daze. Nobody had anything to do with her except a few boys who were obvious about what they wanted. Beverly had never felt so ashamed.

She walked home alone. Tommy Rodgers was waiting for her.

"Hello, Tommy," Beverly said.

"Don't hello me!" Tommy said furiously. "Why did you do it? Why did you let him fuck you?"

"I don't know," Beverly said.

"He was the worst boy in school that you could have picked. Why him?"

"I said I didn't know," Beverly said.

"Why not me?" Tommy asked.

Beverly sighed. She knew that Tommy was feeling hurt because she had never allowed him to go as far. Now he was looking at her like he would look at a whore whom he didn't have enough money to buy, and he found out she'd been giving it away free.

"I'm sorry, Tommy," Beverly said. "I really am."

"Well, that's not good enough!" Tommy said savagely.

Beverly knew where the conversation, was leading Tommy wanted some of what Wayne had gotten. Beverly sighed with resignation.

"Okay, Tommy," she said. "It's not fair to you that you don't get it too. Do you want to go into the woods or what?"

Tommy looked astounded. Perhaps he hadn't expected Beverly to be that easy. But Beverly had accepted the fact that she was now a girl with a bad reputation and one more wouldn't hurt, and besides she felt as if she owed Tommy something. "Let's go into the woods," Tommy said.

Beverly led the way. She led him into the heavily-wooded part that couldn't be seen from the trail. Beverly wasted no time. She stripped off her clothes and stood before him naked.

"Well?"

Tommy licked his lips. "Well, what?"

"Do you like me? Do you think I have a nice body when I'm naked."

"God yes!" Tommy breathed.

"Well, are you going to do something about it, or are you just going to stand there grinning like an idiot?"

Tommy seemed a little unsure of himself. Beverly sighed. She knew that Tommy was probably a virgin and knew very little about fucking.

Beverly softened a little. If she was going to be a bad girl, then she might as well do a good job.

"Poor Tommy," Beverly said. "Let Beverly help. She knows what to do."

She dropped to her knees in front of him. She tugged at his belt. Then she undid his trousers and pulled his zipper down. She reached inside his trousers and found his limp cock.

"What's the matter?" Beverly asked. "Are you scared or something?"

"I'm not scared of anything," Tommy said.