Paulina

Paulina Rescues Mary Part 2A -- Friday Morning

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This is part 2A of the multi-part story "Paulina Rescues Mary," which takes place Thursday evening through Sunday evening. This part covers Friday morning. Please read the prelude "Paulina and Mary's Pain" first, as it will provide some context and background for the entire story.

This story takes place about four weeks or so after Paulina gave her virginity to Bernard and two weeks after her train trip to the country to visit Big Jim and Mary Sue.

Please let me know what you think. I have received wonderful feedback on my other stories. Email me at deviantigusti@yahoo.com. If you have criticism, please be constructive.

Be patient, dear readers. The story builds slowly before reaching the sex scenes.

Here are the main characters in this piece:

Paulina/Empress, 15: Pretty crossdressing boy.

Mary, 15: Classmate of Paulina. Formerly included in the group of friends. Disliked by everyone due to her bitchy personality and her abuse of her best friend Hilary. Victim of harsh sexual and physical abuse by her uncle over a long time.

Hank, 33: Paulina's stepdad.

Mary's Uncle, 35: Her father's brother. Pedophile who has sexually abused Mary since she was nine years old.

Benny (Shithead), 19: Rick's younger brother. Paulina's servant at the time, due to his previous bad behavior towards her.

Big Jim, 30, and Bunny/Mary Sue, 30: Paulina's friends in Picayune that she met the same night she met Bernard at her house. Jim was a soldier in the Special Forces ("Green Berets") during the Viet Nam war. Bunny is his fiancée. Paulina's train trip was to go visit them.

David, 15: Mary's twin brother. Classmate. The only person aware of her sexual abuse in their family. He does his best to love and comfort her. They have an ongoing incestuous relationship.

Part 2A -- Friday Morning

I woke up spooning Mary from behind, holding her tight. My hand was still on her warm belly, with hers covering it. My nose was nestled in her hair against her ear. It tickled and woke me up. If I had to get up, then she did too. I looked over at the clock. It was 7:00 am.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty" I said in her ear.

"Hmm? Oh...Paulina, hey." She stretched and yawned but stayed in my hug.

"How are you feeling?"

"Good. I haven't slept that good this week. I feel better now."

"My older girlfriends tell me the same thing too when they sleep over with me."

"I bet they do. I can see why. You're comfy to sleep with" she replied with a giggle.

I reluctantly let her go and got out of bed, earning me a little pouty `uwwh'.

"So, do you want to go to school today? If not, I'll call the school and pretend to be our moms and say we're not feeling good. I've done it a few times before. We don't have any tests today."

"Um, I'd love to stay home, but want to see Dave too. Won't your dad get mad if you skip today?"

"I doubt it, since I only do it for very good reasons. You being here is definitely a good reason. They were concerned when I left in such a hurry to go get you yesterday and were surprised when I came back and brought someone from school with me. I meant it when I said you are the only person from school, or anyone really, that I've brought home."

"Really? Why?" She sat up on one elbow with an inquisitive look.

"I, um, like to keep my family life and school life separate. You see how different things are here from what other kids have. It probably seems cool, but it's not always."

"Why?"

"I really don't want to go into it. Let's just say that my parents aren't the most responsible people. You saw how the outside of my house and the other rooms are. Other things, too."

"Oh, yeah. Okay."

"Anyway, what do you want to do? If we're going to school, then we need to get ready. If not, then we can take it easy for a while, then get up and figure out what we want to do today."

"Um, I don't want to go wearing the same clothes as yesterday, so let's stay home."

"Okay, I'll call the school. What's your mom's name?"

I called the school and imitated our mothers to get us excused. It was easy, as usual.

"Alright, that's done. What do you want to do?"

"Um, can we...stay in bed and sleep a little while longer?" she asked shyly. "It's um, really nice being next to you. You...feel good to be with"

"Of course we can. I'm not really a morning person, so that sounds good. Plus, I'm not ready to let you out of my bed yet!"

I pulled her tight and started tickling and fondling her. She giggled and half-heartedly tried to make me stop but it was obvious that she liked it.

We both giggled and squirmed for a minute before lying still and looking at each other. I reached out and moved a few strands of hair from her face.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize how pretty you are before. I mean I've always liked that hot ass and figure of yours but have rarely been close enough to really look at your face. Your eyes are like mine. I love your hair too." I ran my fingers through it, earning me a little `mmm'.

"I, um, always thought you were pretty too. Much cuter than when you looked like a boy. Hil thought so too. We were a little jealous sometimes because you got so much attention from everybody." She in turn twirled the end of my hair, earning her a smile.

She continued. "You're so different than I thought you'd be, but I didn't really know how you'd be. You're so nice here. I mean I know you're nice to the girls you like, but at school you're like very, um, firm and sure and strong confident. Here, you're being like, so kind and really sweet to me. I gotta admit, I don't feel like I deserve it."

"I know it sounds weird, but I try to keep like one personality when I'm at school, and another at home. I mean I'm not a skitzo or anything, I just don't know how else to describe it. But when I meet people or get talking and involved with them, I pick up on a lot of things. That's how I knew Hilary was sweet inside but dealing with a lot of stuff -- including you. Or how I knew her and Carrie liked each other. But like I said before, I realized that you were unhappy and mean because you were dealing with stuff too. Probably the same stuff. So my impression of you changed. You do deserve some kindness and sweetness."

"You're right. You do see so much stuff that no one else notices. I, um, I'm glad you do." She got quiet for a moment before speaking in a low voice. "Can...I..." She closed her eyes and leaned in, her lips puckered and open slightly.

"Yes, I'd like that" I answered as I leaned in to meet her for a kiss.

Kissing slowly at first, we felt the soft, firm lushness of each other's lips before getting more passionate. Our mouths opened, allowing our tongues to dance and explore each other. As we kissed, we caressed and felt our hips and thighs, then our firm asses.

The passion and intensity built as we kissed and felt each other. She surprised me by pulling away first. Staring into my eyes lustily, she sat up and pulled off her shirt, revealing her perfect 34-C boobs. I saw them in the shower but took a closer look this time. Her skin was much lighter than the tan on her arms and legs, and her nipples were a dark pink. They stood up proudly from her arousal. She pushed them together from below, creating a beautiful valley of cleavage.

"What do you think?" She asked in her sultry voice.

"They're beautiful. I want to feel them."

She gave me another smile. "Mmm, go ahead."

I pulled her closer and leaned in, putting my nose in between them and gently moved down until they separated. I took one nipple in my mouth while gently tweaking and rolling the other between my fingertips.

"Unnhhh...that's so good. Mmm..."

As I sucked her nipples, one of her hands drifted down to her panties and pulled them to the side to let her rub her clit and lips. I could see the wet spot in the front grow. She smiled and closed her eyes as she rubbed herself.

She let out a little "Ohhh" when she felt my fingers join hers to rub her clit. We slowly increased the pace. I could smell her sweet scent and wanted a taste. She opened her eyes when I pulled my fingers back and watched intently as I brought them to my mouth and slowly sucked them.

"Mmm, Mary. You're delicious! Can I...have more?" I asked in my own sultry voice.

"Y-yes...that would be...nice."

She laid back and pulled off her panties, then slowly spread her legs as I scooted down to get between them. I ran my fingers through her pubic hair. It was the same rich dark brown, and as thick and soft as the hair on her head.

Lowering my nose to her pink, full lips, I deeply inhaled her scent. She smelled like a combination of citrus and rain, for lack of a better description. It was a wonderful, uncommon scent.

I ran my tongue around her lips in a circle, then sucked and gently pulled each one. She sighed and shivered with pleasure. Moving back to the top, I licked the hood of her clit a few times before pushing underneath with the tip of my tongue. When I did this, she shuddered with a low, intense "Uhmmmmm."

"Yesss, right there...don't stop" she said dreamily.

"Mmm, I won't."

As I licked and sucked her clit, I snaked my first finger inside her, then my second. I twisted and turned them slowly, in rhythm with my mouth.

"Ohh...oh yess...unhhh...ahhhh..." she let out as her breathing and heart rate increased. I could feel her vaginal muscles squeeze my fingers in time with my twirling them.

Her body and muscles began to pulse and contract ad her orgasm neared. I increased the speed of my fingers, rubbing her g-spot with my fingertips as I twirled them, while rubbing her clit with my thumb. The intense, almost electric feelings inside her reached a crest and crossed over to orgasm.

"Unhhh...unhhh...ahh...uhh...ohh...ahh...aieee...ahhhhhh!!!"

She trembled and shook as her orgasm rolled through her like a tidal wave of pleasure. Her fingers and her long toes clinched then relaxed as each wave passed through her. They began to subside after about a minute. My fingers were still inside her, feeling her relax with each breath. I slowed my twisting, not wanting it to become too much. I slowly pulled them out as I felt her waves of pleasure subside.

"Oh...my...god...Paulina...that was...was...sooooo good." She was still breathing hard.

"I'm so glad you enjoyed it my dear." I crawled up from between her legs and gave her a deep kiss. My mouth and face were wet with her delicious nectar.

I rolled off and lay next to her for a few minutes.

"Well, Mary. I have to say that you are probably the last person I ever imagined whose legs I'd be between."

"Yeah...me too!"

"Then again, would you ever would have thought yesterday and last night would have ever happened?"

"No. In fact...I was, um, afraid that you would hang up on me when you heard my voice when I called. But I just knew somehow that you were serious when you told me I could talk to you if I wanted."

"There was no way I would have hung up on you when I heard how scared you were. You were in trouble and needed help, so I had to help you. I'm really glad I did."

"...Me too."

We lay quietly for a few moments longer. I then felt a finger slowly dragging up my thigh, stopping just before reaching my big clit.

"Do you want me to---"

I put my hand over her finger and pulled it back down my leg. She gave me confused look.

"But you made me feel so good, so I have to---"

"No Mary, you don't have to. It's not always a trade. I wanted to do that for you. You need love and pleasure, with no conditions or expectations of you. Just let it feel good. It made me feel just as good being able to do that for you."

"But---"

"Shhh. You don't have to do anything, and you don't owe me anything."

"I do though! You...you've been taking caring of me and making me feel so good. I-I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you or anything."

I looked her in the eyes. "Are you?"

"No! Of course not!"

"Then that's that. I know you're not, and I knew you wouldn't."

"But---"

"Hush, Mary. It makes me feel very good knowing that I made you feel so good. So no more arguing with me, okay?" I playfully twisted a nipple, causing her to let out a little `eeep!'.

Looking into my eyes, she reached over and moved a strand of hair.

"I love you for doing that. Thanks. I mean it."

"I know. And I love you for letting me do it. You're most welcome."

We fell back asleep for about two hours before waking up for good. I was still spooned behind her, but my arm and hand were holding one of her boobs. Every now and then she would move her chest enough to cause the nipple to rub against my fingers.

"Come on you, we do need to get up this time."

She gave me a little pout. "Okay."

"Do you drink anything in the morning? I'm sure you know that Heather drinks her mom's coffee. Do you?"

"I do sometimes..."

"Like when you and David have an energetic night...?"

She blushed. "Yeah, we can be tired and not want to get up in the morning so we both have a little bit."

"I drink Coke, which does the same thing."

"Yeah, that's true."

"Well, my dad does, and probably has some made. Want some?"

"Um, okay."

"I make it for him and other people sometimes. You want milk and sugar?"

"Sure."

"K. be right back."

My dad was up. He didn't look too surprised to see me.

"You're friend Mary still with you?"

"Yeah. We don't have a test or anything today, so we stayed home. Plus, she didn't want to go to school wearing the same clothes as yesterday."

"Did something happen yesterday? Anything I might need to know about?" He looked concerned.

I gave him a look that said `yes but please don't ask'.

"Not gonna tell me anything?"

"No. Only that there could have been trouble and that she knew I would be there for her."

"Is she a close friend?"

"Um, no. Usually we kinda hate each other. We've got into it before, insulting each other and stuff in class."

"But you went and helped her anyway?"

"Yes. She needed my help and she...knew I would understand and not hesitate to go get her out of...something that could have been bad for her."

He looked at me, stroking his beard a little (like Bernard would do). "You're a good kid, you know that? Always be a good person like that, no matter what other shit is going on." We both knew he was talking about relations with my mother. "It's good for your soul."

"Yeah, I know. I like helping people and being nice."

"I know. Everyone who comes over and sees and talks to you knows, too. They all like you."

"I'm glad. I like...most of them."

"Yeah well, you can't like every one of them. But you try, which is what matters. You do good."

"Thanks."

"So is everything okay today?" He pointed down the hall.

"I think so, for now. We'll see how the day goes. Oh -- did you make coffee? Mary would like some."

"Yeah, go ahead. She can have whatever she wants."

"Cool, thanks." I gave him a sweet smile before going to the kitchen, which he returned.

I brought a cup of coffee to her, along with a glass of Coke for me. We drank in silence for a few minutes before speaking.

"Paulina, um, what do we do now? Do I...go home?" She had a hint of nervousness in her voice.

"Yes, but not by yourself. We'll go together. Will you be able to tell if your uncle is still there?"

She made a face when I mentioned him.

"Probably. He doesn't have a job, so he comes down here to mooch off my dad. He won't tell him no. He usually goes back to Mississippi after a couple days if he comes during the week."

"You said he got here two days ago?"

"Yeah, so he might be gone today."

"Um, I want to ask you a question and I want you to answer me as truthfully as you can and tell me what you really feel, okay?"

She got another nervous look on her face, but she had a feeling it wouldn't be a bad question, so she made a brave face and answered.

"Yes. Ask anything you want."

"He's been hurting you for a long time, hasn't he?"

"Um, yeah." She looked down, almost ashamed.

"Would you be upset if someone did something...drastic to make it stop?"

She contemplated this for a moment before giving me a cool reply.

"No."

"Even if he might get hurt in the process?"

She didn't hesitate this time.

"No."

I gave her a sly smile, which she caught on to.

"Are you gonna...do something? Like you did to me and Hil?"

"Oh, no. You two got off easy. I'm not gonna tell you yet, but I have an idea. I need to make a call first. Tell me, where exactly does your uncle live?"

"In Mississippi. It's called Ozone. No, that's not right. Ozona. Yeah, that's it."

"Well, how about that. I know where Ozona is. Outside of Picayune."

"Why does that matter?"

"Let's just say there's some people in Picayune I'm very...close to that might do something for me."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, nothing. Forget I said anything. Now, he drives that piece of shit blue van, huh?"

She got a fearful look on her face for a brief moment before answering cooly.

"Yeah."

"What would you say if it broke down or something on the way out of town?"

"That's fine with me."

"Cool. Now we have some work to do. If he's not at your house, are you okay running in to get some clothes? Just to grab them? You can change in your room or in the garage or we can come back here. But we won't do it if you don't want, or if you're worried that he might come back."

"I, um, you'll be with me? The whole time?" She sounded a little scared again.

"Yes, dear. The whole time." I pulled her into a hug, which he held tight for a few moments.

Her expression changed, as if she found some courage and resolve.

"Yes, if you're with me. You'll protect me, right? The...Hungry Wolf'll protect me?"

I gave her a big wolf smile, showing all my teeth."

"Yes I will."

"Okay." She looked a bit relieved.

"I need you to do something. I need you to go in the kitchen and eat something, or talk to my dad, or whatever."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't know what I'm talking to people about, then you don't know anything."

"Do you like, know the mafia or something?"

I gave her a sly look.

"Not in Mississippi."

Her eyes got wide.

"But you do...here?!?"

"Some. I mean my father's side of the family does. The ones I've met really like me, so I could ask a favor or something if I ever needed to. But no, I don't need to, so I'm not calling them."

Her look of excitement toned down some.

"Go on, go get something. I'll just be a few minutes. Only use what's in the cabinet with the metal door all the way to the left though, close to the stove. That's mine. There's milk in the fridge if you want it."

"Okay, if you say so. Your dad is okay with us being home?"

"Yeah. He'll talk to you but won't ask anything big. He's really cool."

"Alright. Come soon though, okay?"

"Yes, my dear." I blew her a kiss as I picked up the phone. I got a dreamy, crushy look in return.

I dialed Big Jim and Bunny.

"'Ello?"

"Bunny, guess who?"

"Pauleena! Hey darlin', watchu doin'? Ain't you got school t'day?"

"Something came up. Is, um, Big Jim home? I've got to ask him something" I asked in my sly voice, which she knew.

"You soundin' a lil' sneaky, girl. What'chu up to?"

"Um, I have a...friend, and she ran into some trouble. I need some advice for taking care of it. Advice Big Jim would know. I can't say anything else right now, okay?"

"Ahh. I got `chu, girl. Ya ain't gotta say nothin' else. You's...helpin' a girl out, huh?"

"Yeah."

"Alright, ah'm sure he gonna answer yer questions good. Now, how else you been? We been thinkin' bout ya. Tammy's missin' ya somethin' big."

"Aww, I'm missing her a lot too. You and Big Jim also. I had, um, so much fun with y'all." She could almost hear me blush.

"Us too, darlin', us too! You jus' let us know whin ya's comin' back up thisaway an' we'll have another gran' ole time!"

"I hope I can soon."

"Hol' on a minit, girl. Jimmy's comin' back in." She set the phone down for a minute. I got hard thinking about our visit again.

"Here he is, girl."

"Hey there, lil' lady. How you doin'?"

"Big Jim! How are you? I've been good. Me and my...little peach have been thinking about y'all. Especially, um, when I'm...taking care of her myself. Although my toy isn't as big and fun as Little Jim" I giggled with a blush.

"Haw! Well ya know, he's missin' workin' hard ta get in' tight lil' glove er yers. So ah know ya ain't jus' called t' talk bout some good fuckin', so what's on yer mind?"

"You're right, I didn't." I took on a serious tone. "So...if I wanted to make it so that someone could drive several miles away but have some...difficulties down the road, what could I do to make that happen?"

"Hmm. You ain't thinkin' `bout no flat tire, are ya. You meanin' difficulties like ah think yer meanin'?"

"Yeah. I'm thinking serious difficulties. Let's just say that I won't lose any sleep if their van doesn't run anymore and can't be fixed. Or if...someone has to work a little to save their skin when it does have those difficulties. I figured with what you did in the Army, you're the only person who I could ask who could help."

Jim got serious for a moment. "Now Pauleena, you's askin' a serious question. Ah know you wouldn't be askin' if it wasn't `portant. What happened that got you askin' this?"

"Um, a friend, is being...hurt by a creepy relative. She's being forced to---"

"Ya ain't gotta go no further, darlin'. Ah think ah get what'ch're sayin'. Ya know ah ain't be likin'nat shit either. So how far you's a'wantin' this character ta be gettin' fore these difficulties' git workin'?"

"Several miles works for me. Like a good ways. I just don't want anything to happen close enough to her house that they'd come back and not leave."

"Hmm. Lemmie think about it an ah'll get back to ya a lil' later, `kay?"

"Um, can I ask one more thing?"

"Sure darlin'. Whut else's on yer mind?"

"This relative of hers lives in Ozona. Do you know anybody there who might feel the same way we do about this? Somebody who might want to...talk to him about it? Maybe get a point across?"

"Yeah, ah know some good ol' boys up there. They all got lil' daughters, too. Ah figure ah cin ask a few ta have some words wit' this feller. What's his name and where he lives?"

I gave him the info Mary told me.

"Ah gotta make a call `r two. Ah call ya back in'na lil' bit."

"Big Jim? Thanks. This, um, means a lot to me, you know."

"Ah know, darlin', ah know. Alright here's Bunny. You take care o' yer friend an' let er know that things er gonna get taken' care of, an' gonna get lil' better. `Least with this, anyway."

"Love you, Big Jim! You're the best!" Smooch!"

"You too, mah second lil' princiss. You get yer lil' peach up here soon, alright?"

"I will."

He handed the phone back to Bunny.

"Now Paulina, you gonna be able ta tell us what this all about whin ya git up here `gain?"

"Yes, I'll tell you everything."

"Alrightee. We'll be thinkin' `bout'cha! Bye darlin'."

"Bye Bunny. Love y'all!"

"Jimmy, whut'cha think's goin' on?"

"Ah think wonna Pauleena's girls is gettin' messed wit' like she shouldn' be by someone in'ner family. Forced like. She want's ta know how she cin help stop that shit. Mebbie this shithead might be a'havin' an accident er somthin' on his way back up here."

"Back up here?!? He a local boy? We gonna pay'em a visit? Less' go stomp his ass!" She smacked her fist into her palm.

"No Buns, he ain't quite a local boy. He's in Ozona. But ah know some boys up his way who will. They got lil' girls themselves an' prob'ly won' take kine'ly t' knowin' they got a mutherfucker who likes messin' wit' young wimmin up their way. Know what ah'm sayin'?"

"Sure do. Tell em ta let me know if they's needin' a hand r somethin'."

"No Buns, you stayin' outta it. Ya know, ah gotta say ah'm proud'a lil' Pauleena wantin' t' git somebody straight fer this. `Specially a girl o' hers."

"Yeah, she real protective of em. Tammy's shithead father got lucky Pauleena ain't knew bout em an' caught his ass th' same time we did. She might not be a'holdin' back like we did cause she be lovin' Tammy somethin' big."

"That's fer sure, Hunny Bunny!"

Mary went to the kitchen like I told her to. She got the bread out of my cabinet before going to the fridge. She noticed how neat and orderly the things inside were. Turning around, she saw how haphazard the `food armoire' (for lack of a better description) my dad built was. Boxes and cans were everywhere. Some looked like they were about to fall out onto the floor. She stayed back from it.

Turning to the toaster, she saw a piece of masking tape on the push lever/button (?) to pop the toast down. It said: "Turn over and shake." She wasn't sure why, but she did it anyway. Nothing came out, thankfully. Going to the fridge, she wanted something spread on her toast. She saw a mason jar with a label that said "Mawmaw's fig preserves." Sounding good, she grabbed it.

As she waited for the toast, she was about to get more coffee. My dad came it to get some as well.

"Morning, Mary. Can I pour you some?"

"Yes. Thanks, Mr. Hank."

"No, please just Hank."

"Oh okay."

"So did you girls sleep well?"

She blushed a little before answering. She knew that older girls slept over with me sometimes, so it probably didn't bother him to assume what they were doing.

"Um, yeah. I slept really well. We were both knocked out."

"Paulina won't tell me anything, except that there was some trouble yesterday. You alright now?"

"Yes. She...helped me and took good care of me."

"I figured as much. She does that. A dude I work with brought his wife and young sister-in-law over one night when we were partying. Him and his wife ditched her and didn't tell her they were leaving. Yvonne's her name. Paulina took her under her wing and took care of her that night. Her friend Jan joined them in bed and while her boyfriend passed out on the couch. I heard that the three of them slept real well, too."

Her eyes got wide when he said two adult women were in bed with me. Her imagination was off and running.

"Now Yvonne and Jan are good friends, and they treat Paulina like their little sister. They sleep with her whenever they're here partying with us. I mean unless Jan leaves with her boyfriend, or if Yvonne would hook up with some dude. Haven't seen it happen yet though. Paulina can be a little possessive of the ones she likes. But I'm sure she wouldn't mind if Yvonne wanted it. She'd pout about it, that's for sure" he chuckled.

"Um, she's a little like that at school. She's real protective of her girls and friends."

"Good. I'm glad. Loyalty is a thing you don't take for granted. It means everything to her. You stay loyal to her and you'll have a friend like no other, for life I bet. Well, you'll be pretty lucky if you ever have another friend like her. You know what I mean?" He laughed a little, as did she.

"All right you two, what's so funny?" I asked as I walked in the kitchen.

"I was just telling Mary that she'll be lucky if she meets another friend like you" he replied.

"Shit, I'LL be lucky if I meet another one like me"

We all laughed.

"You girls have fun and let me know if y'all need anything." He went back to the living room.

"So, let's head to your house when we're done eating. You sure you're gonna be okay with that?"

"Yeah, if you're with me. So, um, did you talk to your people in Mississippi?"

"I did. Things are underway."

"Will you...tell me about it?"

"I'm gonna wait a while. We might find out things sooner than I think."

Her eyes got wide again.

"Mary, I was serious when I asked if you were okay if he had some problems going home. You're still okay with that, I hope. It's not cool to ask for help but then change your mind. My friends would wonder the next time I asked for help. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I'm good with it. Dave'll be too. My mom and dad would never say it, but they'll be cool with it too. He tries to feel my mom up sometimes when dad's not close. She hates it. And he kinda bullies my dad since he's older, even though they're the same size and just as strong."

"Well it sounds to me like everybody will be happy if he had to stay up there and not come around so much. Right?"

"Yeah. We'll all be glad."

"Good. Then you don't have to worry about it after we get your clothes today."

After we ate, we got dressed to head over to Mary's house. As we were leaving my room, I grabbed three bells on strings that I had. They were x-mas tree ornaments. My letter opener also came with me.

We made good time walking to her house, wanting to get there and get in and out as soon as possible. She was still surprised that I washed her clothes for her, as well as all the other things I did to take care of her since the afternoon before. She held my hand tight as we walked and gave me a sweet smile. I squeezed it back and blew her a kiss.

About a block away, I turned us down the street before hers.

"Mary, we're going to go the long way around the block before your house. Does he always park in the same spot?"

"Yeah, he acts like it's just his."

"After he parks, what door does he use?"

"Always the side door, the one outside the fence."

"Good. I don't think he'd be able to see us coming from the other way. If he's not there, you'll get in, grab what you want to wear and change in your room if you want. If not, bring them to the garage. You can change in there. We'll lock the door behind us and go out the car door. If he hears us and sees us, just run towards my house. I'll be right behind you."

"O-okay. You promise? Please don't leave me, okay?"

I pulled her into a hug and kissed her lips.

"I pinky toe promise I won't leave you and let him get close to you."

This brought a sweet smile to her face.

We made it around the block and were a house away before going in.

"Okay, I don't see his van. Any idea where he goes during the day?"

"No. Nobody asks and he doesn't say. We think he probably has some skanky chick he's fucking somewhere."

"Well, we'll go in the front door and you go to your room. I brought these little bells to hang on the doorknobs to let us know if they get opened. Do you have any doorstops anywhere?"

"Um, I think so. The junk drawer in the kitchen. Next to the sink."

"I'll grab one and put it under the side door so it'll delay him getting in. If it rings, I'll call up to you. You come down as soon as you can, even if you're in your bra and panties. Could we hide in your parent's room if he comes in and goes upstairs?"

"No, he'll stay down here unless he thinks I'm home. He crashes on the couch. And sometimes...he goes in my parent's room and goes through my mom's panties."

"Fucking creep!"

"Yeah."

"Oh -- do you have a dog? I totally forgot to ask."

"No, not anymore. He ate something and got sick and died. I think uncle..."

I held my hand up to say stop.

"Don't tell me. I already hate him enough."

She just gave me a sad look. I was trying hard to not look furious.

"Alright, you ready?"

She took a deep breath and squeezed my hand one more time.

"I think so. Let's go."

We ran across the neighbor's yard to her front door and opened it quickly. She bounded up the stairs as I went to the kitchen. I found the doorstop and kicked it under the door and put a bell on the handle. There was a window over the sink, which faced right where he parked. I stayed down just enough to see over the edge. Because the lights were not on, he wouldn't be able to see inside, while I could out clearly.

About ten minutes passed before his van pulled up.

"Mary, we gotta go!"

"C-coming! Putting on my shoes."

As he got out of the van, I noticed that he had a paper bag with a bottle in it, which I supposed was cheap liquor. Looking the stereotypical part of a redneck, he was tall with a medium build, and a mullet. He wore a sleeveless jean jacket and a trucker's hat with a rebel flag on it. He probably smelled of cheap beer and cigarettes.

Not in any hurry, he moseyed up the side walkway and fished out his key for the door. After unlocking it he gave it a usual push, expecting it to open, but it only budged. He couldn't hear the little bell ringing each time he pushed it.

He could feel it move a little on each push, so he put his shoulder into it and got it open most of the way. The little bell rang again as Mary and I were at the front door ready to get out. He finally got it open enough to get in. Noticing the doorstop but not the bell, he kicked it away with a little curse.

Mary opened the front door and we stepped out. She was about to pull it shut and run but I stopped her.

"Shhh. Have to time this right."

I listened for the bell on the side door. It rang and I could hear it open. As it did, I gently closed the front door. That way the sound would be covered.

Unbeknownst to us, he had already been drinking and would not have noticed it anyway.

We ran back across the neighbor's yard before getting on the sidewalk and partially running down the street. Once I was sure we weren't being followed, we slowed down to a walk and headed back towards my house. Trying not to laugh and giggle, we practically skipped all the way back.

My dad was gone, so we came in went to the kitchen. I had some cans of iced tea and Coke in the fridge and grabbed one of each before heading to my room.

Mary dropped her purse and I put my letter opener on the desk before we flopped on the bed, enjoying the air conditioning.

"Ohmygod, that was close! But...exciting since you were with me. I woulda' been too scared to do that myself" she said as she rolled towards me. She gave me a big kiss on the lips before nuzzling her nose into my neck and hair.

"Yeah that was pretty exciting. I'm glad we got over on that creep. He even looks like a creep! I bet he stinks too."

"Yeah, he does. He doesn't shower much and his clothes smell like stale beer and smoke. His teeth are stained yellow and he never brushes them. He's...disgusting." I saw her shiver a little.

"I can see that." I looked over and saw my answering machine had a message.

"Um, Mary, I hate to ask you again, but can you give me a few minutes? I got a call."

"Oh, okay. Do you have anything to snack on?"

"Yeah, look in my cabinet."

"K. Let me know when you're done."

I played the message. It was from Jim.

I called him back.

"'Ello?"

"Big Jim, it's me. I'm ready if you have anything that I can do."

"Get'cher some paper an' a pen an' take this down good. But b'fore ah tell ya, ah wanna make sure ya still wanna carry out this mission?"

"Oh yes, I do. Very much so."

"Okay. This might result in a crash and/or a fire, but it'll be after a while."

"Sounds perfect to me."

"Now here's wat'cha gonna do..."

He gave me several instructions, which I diligently copied down. They were surprisingly easy. I was expecting to need an alarm clock and something that would blow up, like in a movie.

"Pauleena? About that other part you're wantin'?"

"Yes?"

"Ah know some boys over in Ozona who didn' take whut ah told em well. These boys say that guy's already a piece o' shit, an be leerin' at the little girls and teenagers whin he's out. Even neir wives. They all got daughters, so they were none too happy ta be a'hearin whut ya told me. He's gonna have a real tough welcomin' committee whin he git's home. That is, if he makes it. Ah know you cin live wit'cher self no matter whut happens, an ah gots a clear conscious tellin' ya whut ya need ta do, so let them chips fall where they may."

"Thank you, Big Jim. I am very pleased. I will be even more pleased if things work out the way I desire them to."

I said this in my imperial voice, which sounded very out of character from the sweet, flirty me he was used to. He knew I was all business right then.

"No problem, Pauleena. Sounds like this shithead's gonna be gittin' what's comin' to `em."

"That he will. Count on it."

"Good huntin' darlin'. Ah'll let ya know whut ah hear on this end."

"I'll do the same. Thanks again, Big Jim. I need to go and start getting things ready. What did you call it in the Army?"

"Gittin' yer pre-mission checklis' done. Remember, check ever'thing twice whin a get'cher gear. Don' fergit nothin'. Go low an' slow. An' r'member, tha dark's yer friend. Lissin' ta whut she tells ya and you' be fine. Now go on, git this mission planned `n ex'cuted!"

"Yes sir! I'll call y'all later."

"Talk to ya later, darlin'."

"Um, did you talk to your...friends?"

"I did. I don't want you to sleep at home tonight, but your parent's, as well as your uncle, need to see you for a little while."

She looked uncomfortable. "C-can I sleep with you again tonight? Please? I don't wanna be there if he's still there. I c-can't." She was about to cry.

"I was thinking the same thing. How about this - I'll go home with you. We'll act flirty and affectionate in front of everyone."

"You mean like we have been?" She poked me in the belly button.

"Yes. But I'll stay between you and him. Can you pull David aside and tell him to do the same? I bet your uncle will be sleezy and try to cop a feel on me. I'll let him get away with it once or twice, but then it'll cost him. How drunk does he get before he crashes for the night?"

"Pretty fucked up. He passes out and doesn't wake up easy. Why?"

"Because I have some things I need to do late tonight. I want you to stay at my house where I know you'll be safe. My parents and their friends will all be there, so you'll be in good hands. They'll treat you like you're mine. Well, they know you're mine. Any random visitors, or ones they know, will know clearly that you are off limits."

"But..."

"What?"

"I, um, feel like I should be with you."

"No. That way you will honestly have no part of anything I have planned. If I need help, could I count on David?"

"Yes. I'll tell him to help you and make him promise not to fuck it up. He wants uncle gone almost as much as I do, so he'll be okay with it."

"Good. I should be able to get it done on my own but will ask him if I can't."

"Okay...if you say so. But I still want to be with you" she pouted.

"You're being sweet, but I'm being serious. I will not risk you getting in trouble for anything because of this. I'll be displeased with you if you don't listen and do what I ask. I know you don't want that." I used my imperial voice.

"No, I'll do what you say. I don't want you to be upset with me."

"Good girl. I know you don't." I stroked her hair, earning me a smile.

"Now, I need lunch. What would you like?"

"I'm open to whatever you want."

"Alright. How does a burger from Bud's Broiler sound?"

"That sounds good. But how are we gonna get there? Your dad's not home so we don't have a ride."

"You forget I still have a servant, dear. I'll call my shithead and he'll do it for us."

"Are you serious?" she said with a laugh. "What did he do to you?"

"One night after a long party here, my friend Yvonne and I were going to bed. When we were coming to my room, he decided to come over and flirt with me, and more. He tried to touch me. He was drunk but that didn't give him a pass. I was about to take care of him when my friend from Picayune walked up and threw him out for me. He's a big guy, like six and a half feet tall and real strong. That boy almost pissed himself." I gave her a satisfied smile. She could tell how I was enjoying remembering the moment.

"Anyway, like two weeks later, I was in the shower when I heard someone knocking on the door. It was Shithead. He kept doing it even though they could hear the water running. After a few minutes he tried to open the door and come in, supposedly just to use the bathroom. I'm pretty sure he was waiting outside to sneak a look at me. Well I opened the door when he was trying to get in. I almost lost my shit and beat his ass. Luckily for him his brother Rick and Shawn were there to save him. I woulda' bit him. He claimed he didn't know it was me in there, but I didn't believe him. After I calmed down, I went out and confronted him in front of everyone. I punched him and bruised his arm. No one's ever seen me pissed off or mad before, so they were shocked. I wasn't all sweet and flirty like I usually am. I called him out and let everybody know he was my Shithead and would be my servant for a while. They all knew I was serious. So he's still doing what I tell him."

"Wow, you can be a mean bitch at home, too. It's funny that everybody knows."

"Yeah, they're all getting a kick out of it. But he is listing and following my instructions, so I'm pleased. Now, he's gonna do more. Wanna listen in?"

"Yeah I do!"

Back in my room, I called Benny. His mother answered.

I used my sweetest voice. "Hello, may I speak to Benny?"

"Sure, hon. Hold on" she replied sweetly.

"Benny, there's a sweet young lady on the phone for you!"

"Got it, mom. You can hang up now." I heard her hang up.

"Shithead!" I almost yelled in my imperial voice.

"P-Paulina?!? How did you---"

"How did I tell you to address me?!?"

"Oh, sorry, your Empressness" he said meekly.

"You can't even get that right. It's Empress or Your Highness to you! Now I don't have time to reeducate you on your manners. I have a task for you, and you will do it properly."

"Y-yes, um, your highness."

"Good. My beautiful friend Mary and I are hungry and want lunch." She blushed and gave me a sweet smile. "We want Bud's Broiler, so you're going to go pick it up for us. Come here first. I will have our order written down, as well as money for you. I'm feeling gracious and generous, so I'll be paying for whatever you want as well. Also, you will keep all the change for gas. We are hungry now so get your ass moving. Don't make me wait. I'll be displeased, and I know you don't want to displease me, do you?"

"N-no. I'll be right there."

"Good. Knock on the front door. I'll be waiting for you." With that, I hung up.

"Ohmygod you're such a bossy bitch!" Mary said laughing.

"Well he still owes me for getting me angry, so I'm gonna fuck with him just a little longer. But to his credit, he's done everything I've told him to do, which has pleased me."

"Lucky for him!" We both cracked up laughing.

-Knock knock-

I was waiting at the door.

"Good, Shithead, you got here fast. Here is our order. Don't fuck it up. Get whatever you like and keep the change. Now go and hurry back." I handed him $20.

"Yes, Highness."

It was hard to contain or laughter until he was out the door.

"I know he's gonna get it right. I might make up something wrong just to mess with him."

"Aww, Paulina, don't be too hard on him. He's kinda...cute" Mary said with a little smile.

I gave her a stern face. "No. Absolutely not. Don't even think about it. I don't care if you think he's cute or not, you will not flirt with him. I don't want him getting any ideas, either. When we're here, you're mine."

She gave me a little pout. "Okay..."

"If you want to talk to him some other time, then you get his number or give him yours, but I don't want to see it." I sounded irritated.

She pulled me close and gave me a kiss on the lips.

"Please don't be jealous or mad. I just wanted to flirt with him. I thought it'd be fun. Who knows, he might be sweet and you just don't know it."

"Sorry, I just...guys like him sometimes forget what the word `No' means no when a girl says it. He really pissed me off when he tried to touch me when I told him not to."

"But didn't you say he was real drunk?"

"Yes, but that was no excuse. I'll beat his ass if he tries that with you or any other girl or woman and I find out about it." I crossed my arms and sat down. I was clearly upset.

"Paulinnnna...please please don't be upset with me. I'm really, really sorry. I-I promise I won't try to flirt with him. Pinky toe promise!" She almost pleaded as she gave me her doe eyes.

"Alright, you better not. Come here." I gave her a hug and kiss. She stayed in my arms for a few moments.

"You okay now? You...it's really sweet when you're possessive. I...I'm jealous sometimes when I see you be that way with the girls. If-if I stay good and nice and make friends with everybody again, will you still feel this way for me? O-or if I'm just with you again?" she asked meekly.

"Yes, Mary I will. I don't just give up my feelings for people. Once I care, I care until I have a reason not to. Very few people have done that, and they've all been adults."

I could see the sweet relief on her face. "I-I'm glad. I would feel...terrible...and sad if I did that. You've been so good to me. I-I still don't think I deserve it all since I was such a bitch to you and the others for so long. It means a lot to me."

I could hear the sincerity in her voice and see it in her eyes. I couldn't help but feel good inside.

Benny returned a short time later. My dad got home not long before him. He answered the door and was surprised.

"Hey Benny, you bring me lunch?" he laughed as he let him in.

"H-hey Hank. No, it's for Paulina and her friend Mary."

"Ahh. I see she's still got you doing shit for her. I know she's enjoying fucking with you, but I'm glad you're trying to make up with her and stay on her good side. I would've smacked your ass if you were really trying to spy on her."

"I wasn't! Honest!"

"I know. Shawn and Rick told me what happened. She's just kinda sensitive about shit like that."

"You know why? Did something happen before?"

"I'm not sure. She won't say. Just stay on her good side, alright? If you don't she'll make things shitty for you."

"I know, and I'm gonna."

"Good. Did she tell you she was happy with how you took care of her bike? Checking it was like the second thing she did when she got home. She was all smiles and looked pleased. Looked like you did a good job."

"I'm glad she liked it. I, um, feel terrible about what happened. I know I'm dumb sometimes but I'd never spy on a chick like that. I just don't want to be on her shit list anymore. If I gotta be her servant, then I'll do whatever."

"That's cool of you. I doubt she'll fuck with you much longer, so buck up and take it. Who knows, you might become a friend of hers."

"Um, how old is she?"

My dad's expression turned almost irritated. "Fifteen, so don't get any ideas in your head about fucking with her" he said sternly.

"No, no, of course not. I'm just curious, that's all."

"Good. Now you better bring your queen -- I mean your Empress and her girlfriend their lunch. If you keep her waiting she'll probably get pissed off."

"Yeah, you're probably right."

-Knock knock-

"Who is it?" I answered in my usual stern tone.

"Um, I have lunch...your highness" Benny answered meekly.

"Good Shithead. Bring it to the table and get napkins and glasses with ice. You know where everything is."

"Yes." He when to the kitchen to get what I asked.

"So, dear, looks like lunch has arrived. I bet he got it right, too. Shall we go get entertained while we eat?"

"Sure."

We went and sat at the dining room table. Benny had thoughtfully took our food out of the bags and set it out for each of us. Our drinks were waiting also. His bag was still full, as he did not know if I'd let him eat with us.

I looked the table over and gave him a little smile. He thought ahead and made everything neat. He stood at the end of the table, waiting for me to say something.

"Shithead, you've completed your task quickly. I'm glad, as I don't like to wait. I think I'll allow you to sit and eat with us. What do you think, Mary?"

"Sounds good." She wanted to say something sweet about him listening and going get our lunch but decided against it since our talk earlier.

"Th-thanks" he replied with a little relief in his voice. He was about to sit at the end of the table when I stopped him.

"Come sit closer. I don't want to have to yell across the table to you. Come on, I'm not going to bite you. At least not if you don't piss me off."

"O-okay." He sat across from me.

We began to eat. He looked nervous as I kept my eyes on him most of the time before speaking to him.

"So, Shithead, why are you home in the middle of a weekday. Do you not work?" I asked in an almost imperial tone.

"Oh, um, I'm not working today. I usually work every other day."

"And where do you work?"

"The 66 Station on De Gaulle. I'm the mechanic's helper."

"I know that gas station. My mom brings her car sometimes to get things fixed" Mary added.

"That means you must know what you're doing with some things, like taking care of my bike. You did a good job. I was pleased when I returned."

His face lit up a little bit hearing this.

"I expect you to do it this Saturday as well. The streets were wet the other day and it got a little dirty again. I don't want anything to rust, either."

"Sure, highness. I'll come early and do it. It doesn't take long."

"Thank you." I gave him a little smile, which he was not expecting.

I smiled to himself as we ate quietly for a few minutes. I thought he was really making progress. Maybe he'd get on my good side.

We were finished eating but did not get up. I sat and looked at him for a few moments before speaking. He looked uncomfortable under my gaze.

"Shithead, how old are you?"

"Almost 19. I graduated last year."

"We're both 15. Do you understand what that means?"

"Oh, um, yeah. Too young to---"

"For someone your age to ask out or date. That is what you were going to say, wasn't it?"

"Um, yeah, that was it." We all knew what he was thinking though.

"Good. That means I don't need to worry about you flirting or trying to be charming with my girl here when she's with me in the future, or getting any improper thoughts about me, do I?"

"N-no, of course not."

"I thought so. I know you'll be polite and respectful to all the girls and women you see here, correct?"

"Th-that's right. Promise."

"Good. You continue to please me. Keep it up and you won't be my Shithead peasant any longer. Now, we have things to do. You will pick all the trash up and wipe up any mess you may have made. I don't need you for anything else right now, so you may go after."

"O-okay. Let me know if you need something."

I held my hand out waiting for him to take it and help me up. Like the other guys I knew, he didn't take the hint.

"Ahem, Shithead. When a lady holds her hand out, she either wants you to pull her up gently, and/or kiss it. Let's try that again."

I held my hand out. He immediately got up and helped me up. Mary imitated what I did and he helped her up too.

"You're learning. Now, a kiss so we can go."

Looking into my eyes with a slight sly smile, he kissed my hand. I returned the same smile to him.

"Come along, Mary, we need to get ready to go."

"Goodbye, Highness" Benny added before we left.