Reflections

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**** Part Four ****



When she realized she was squinting from sunlight in her eyes, Dorie sat up all at once.

She wasn't on the couch any more -- she was in her room, under the covers. But she wasn't wearing the accustomed pajamas or sleep shorts and a t-shirt; she was completely naked.

Her cheeks burned as she remembered all she had done last night with Stuart. "Maybe I could just pretend it didn't happen," she said softly. Then she shivered. More than wishing it would go away, she wished that it could happen all over again. She wanted nothing more than to go find Stuart right now, to ask him if he would touch her the way he did last night, if he would make her come for him, if she could suck his cock --

"Dorie! Breakfast!" Her mother's voice rang out in the hallway.

"Oh god," Dorie whispered. Her mom. She'd done worse than just mess around with someone's boyfriend, or even someone's husband. This was her mom's new husband, and she'd let him do things to her...

"Dorie, I'm serious," her mother warned.

"Coming," she called back in a hoarse voice.

She quickly pulled on some clothes, relieved to find that Stuart must have cleaned the two of them off before depositing her in her bed.

"Hi," she said when she walked into the kitchen to find her mom, Jase, and Stuart all sitting around the table. She swallowed when both Jase and Stuart looked up, and then let their gazes flicker over her t-shirt. Her nipples were hard against the cotton fabric because she wasn't wearing a bra and it was chilly in the room -- it was something she wouldn't have thought of a day or two ago, but from the appreciative looks of her brother and stepfather, she belatedly wished she had pulled on a sweatshirt or even donned the robe her mom had gotten her for her birthday.

"Hi, sleepyhead," her mom said with a smile. She rose to give Dorie a kiss, and Dorie bit her lip. "Pancakes?"

"Yeah...sure." She slid onto the one empty chair and kept her eyes on her plate.

"We better hurry up if we're going to make it on time," Stuart said, and Dorie glanced up, startled that he was speaking to her.

"I know, I know," Dorie's mom said ruefully, and Dorie flinched. Stuart hadn't been talking to her at all, but had some kind of plan with her mom. Of course he did. They were husband and wife. She blinked, surprised to find her eyes were filling with tears.

"Mom and Stuart have to go up to check on that summer house of his," Jase explained to her. "The tenants called last night, and the basement's flooded."

"It's going to be so glamorous," Dorie's mom said sarcastically. "Pitching out buckets of water..."

"Well, I'll take you out for dinner to make it up to you. And there's a great inn we can stay at," Stuart said, waggling his eyebrows.

Dorie pushed at the pancakes her mom had set in front of her, spreading butter on the top one and drizzling them with syrup. She didn't want anything to eat -- her stomach felt like it was tied in knots -- but she didn't want anyone to ask any questions either.

"Sorry we have to take off, sweetie," Dorie's mom said, kissing the top of her head before darting out the room.

"We'll be back tomorrow," Stuart said. He stood, and Dorie kept her gaze fixed on the table. There was a long silence.

"You kids behave yourselves," Stuart said finally.

He and Dorie's mom left soon afterwards, and Dorie fled to her room.

***

"Don't you want to go out?" her friend Meghan asked in confusion.

"Um. I'm not really supposed to," she lied. She just didn't feel like going anywhere that night.

"But...party! With senior boys! Who knows if we'll find out about something like this again this summer?" Meghan's voice was plaintive.

"I'm sorry," Dorie said. "Um, I've got to go, because my mom's calling me."

After making another excuse or two, they hung up.

Of course her mom wasn't calling at all -- not with her mom up at some inn with Stuart. Maybe they were out at dinner, some fancy place where they were ordering special dishes and drinking expensive wines. Or maybe they were back at the inn...

Dorie shook her head to clear it, and then got up from her bed.

She hadn't seen Jase all day, but now she went into his room.

"Hey," he said in surprise. He had been playing something on his XBox, but when he saw her, he paused the game. "Want to order a pizza or something?"

She shook her head. "Not hungry."

"Okay." He looked at her, his gaze searching. "Dorie...I know it might be weird, with us I mean. Because of what happened yesterday in your room. But I just want you to know that--"

"I don't want to talk about that," she said, interrupting him.

He hesitated. "All right. But we'll have to --"

She blinked her eyes, again feeling the sting of tears. Jase on her bed, his hand touching her -- Stuart on the couch, feeding his prick into her mouth --

"Lie back," she said. Her voice sounded strange, distant.

He stared, and then laughed. "What for?"

"Because." She dropped down to the floor, on her hands and knees, and crawled over to him. "Because I want to suck you off."




****End Part Four****



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