Chapter 3

“What?” Marta demanded.

“He, he and that asshole Chuck, he, oh! Oh! Sorry Marta, but…” Nina sobbed as Ashleigh hugged the girl.

“Huh? Oh, oh no, no girlfriend, don’t worry,” Marta said, hugging Nina from her left side. “Oh believe me, I KNOW what an asshole Chuck can be.”

“Anyway,” Nina choked out. “We got our tent; he wouldn’t even have the tent I hadn’t gone to his brother and begged to borrow it. He kept saying he was going to do it, he was going to do it, but of course, I’m the one had to call Fred and get the tent.”

“And?” Ashleigh asked softly, gently rubbing Nina’s back.

“And we’re in there, I got the sleeping bags all nice and laid out,” Nina hiccoughed. And he comes in; I’m naked and he comes in and says, OHMYGOD! I, I just want to kill him!”

“He said…” Marta coaxed, gently rubbing Nina’s scalp with her fingernails.

“And he says, hey, since you already knocked up, how ’bout you let Chuck join us?” Nina screamed, tearful rage bubbling out.

“No!” Ashleigh, Marta, and Kaia all gasped, shocked.

“And next thing I know, there’s chuck and he’s saying since Marta’s being all on the rag and shit,” Nina snarled, teeth grinding in her rage.

“OMG is right,” Marta agreed.

“I, I can’t believe,” Ashleigh said.

“Oh, I can. I can believe Chuck would be like that,” Marta growled.

“I, I thought, I really thought he, he, he, he loved…” Nina convulsed in heartbroken sobs.

The sexual energy had evaporated within the tent. The four girls lay back on the pad of sleeping bags and talked quietly. Three of the girls talked while one girl sobbed. Soon her tears slowed to sniffles then her sniffles slowed to a soft, rhythmic snoring.

“Wait. Wait, did, did she, did Barry say Nina’s pregnant?” Kaia asked Marta

“Yeah. She’s about almost three months,” Marta said.

“Prom party,” Ashleigh concurred.

Kaia did not know when she fell asleep. She did know when she woke up; a playful pinch to her nude rear end roused her.

Kaia Stevens slept on her belly. Ever since she was a little girl, she’d always slept with her right arm underneath herself, usually with the heel of her right hand against her crotch. A night in a very warm tent, on top of two plush sleeping bags or in her air-conditioned bedroom on her Temperpedic mattress underneath flat sheet, thin fleece blanket and patchwork quilt made no difference. Kaia slept sprawled out on her belly.

Kaia jerked awake when she felt a pinch on her left buttock. Rolling over, she was just in time to see Nina’s bikini bottom clad buttocks crawling out of the tent.

Quickly wiggling into her own bikini bottom and top, Kaia found her flip flops and exited the tent. Stepping into the still dark morning, Kaia wanted to curse Nina for waking her so early, but her full bladder dictated that she hurry to the cinderblock bathroom.

As she scurried, Kaia could see Nina lighting one of the barbeque grills the park provided. It was the same grill Nina had used to heat the pot of chili the previous evening.

Entering the dimly lighted bathroom, Kaia found a stall and sighed in gratitude.

Leaving the bathroom, Kaia could see that the dawn was slowly making its way in the east. The blackness was slowly giving way to a beautiful purple hue. Glancing over at Nina, Kaia watched as the girl broke twenty four eggs into a nine by thirteen inch aluminum pan. Nina then whisked in some milk as she scrambled the eggs. Kaia was struck by the beauty of the girl, face lighted by the flickering coals. Nina looked contented as she labored to prepare breakfast for the campers.

“Even that asshole Barry and his buddy Chuck,” Kaia thought as she looked at the last dying embers of the previous evening’s large bonfire.

“Kaia gave another look at Nina as Nina prepared two packages of thick cut bacon for the second grill. Again, Kaia was struck by the girl’s calm, content beauty. The girl was truly at peace as she labored to serve.

“Move, move, ’bout to pee myself,” Ashleigh ordered as Kaia scrambled into the tent.

“Let me guess; Nina’s already up making breakfast,” Marta said, following a nearly frantic Ashleigh out of the tent.

Kaia found her shorts and her purse. Wiggling into the shorts, Kaia found a log to sit on and watch the brilliant dawn breaking, chasing the blackness of night across the sky.

“Hey; Nina says it’s going be about fifteen, twenty minutes until breakfast is ready,” Ashleigh whispered, sitting next to Kaia on the log.

“Yeah?” Kaia asked, turning to look at the blonde beauty.

Ashleigh softly kissed Kaia’s lips. Her left hand rubbed up and down Kaia’s back. Pulling her lips away, Ashleigh smiled and Kaia returned the cheerleader’s smile.

“Why don’t we…” Ashleigh suggested, standing.

Kaia wordlessly got to her feet and followed Ashleigh to their tent. Marta was already inside, nude and waiting.

“Daisy,” Ashleigh said, stripping out of her bikini.

“Yeah!” Kaia enthused, also stripping.

Before they positioned themselves, though, Marta grabbed Kaia in a sweaty embrace. Bringing her lips to Kaia’s lips, the two kissed softly. Laying down behind Kaia, Ashleigh reached and began to play with Kaia’s breasts. Ashleigh’s lips kissed along Kaia’s shoulder.

Pulling her lips from Marta’s lips, Kaia swiveled around and began kissing Ashleigh. Marta mimicked Ashleigh’s actions, playing with Kaia’s small breasts, kissing Kaia’s shoulder.

“Come on, let’s…” Ashleigh murmured, pulling out of Kaia’s embrace.

The sunlight had not yet reached the tent so Kaia could not see the owner of the pussy she was approaching. She knew it was Marta, though. Ashleigh had a musky, slightly salty fragrance to her sex. This crotch had a stronger, muskier scent and Kaia flicked her tongue out, eager to taste Marta.

Ashleigh’s crotch was capped by blonde curls. Marta’s crotch was also capped by blonde hairs, but her hairs were straight. Kaia used her left hand to gently open Marta’s pussy for her tongue. She could not stifle the moan that Ashleigh’s tongue and fingers brought out.

Kaia found Marta’s clitoris and sucked the fat nub into her mouth. Marta squealed in surprise when Kaia gave a light nip to the sensitive bud. Marta then groaned and Kaia felt her cheeks and chin become wet.

“ooom!” Kaia groaned out as Ashleigh sucked and fingered her to climax.

Ashleigh shuddered and groaned as Marta’s mouth performed magic on her. Then the walls of the ten began to shake violently.

“Earthquake!” Chuck yelled out, shaking the back of the tent violently. “Everyone out! Earthquake!”

“Chuck! You God damned asshole!” Marta screamed. “I’m going to kill you! Fucking loser!”

“Breakfast!” Nina called out from a short distance away. “Come and get it!”

“I, wow, thought she said it would be about fifteen, twenty minutes,” Kaia commented as the three girls slipped into their clothing.

“It’s actually been about twenty five minutes,” Ashleigh laughed, checking her watch.

“Time flies when you’re loving,” Marta concurred.

The three girls shared a quick kiss before scrambling from the tent. They hurried to be among the first to grab paper plates.

“That’s for waking me up,” Kaia said, giving Nina’s butt a pinch.

“You’re welcome,” Nina laughed, giving Kaia a soft kiss on the lips.

“And, thank you for being there for me last night,” she said quietly, hugging Kaia.

After breakfast, Kaia joined Ashleigh and Marta in helping to clean up. Nina, of course, directed others but did the lion’s share of the work. Kaia did notice that most of the boys had already left rather than help with the clean-up. Three of the boys that had not left were too busy throwing a football back and forth to help with anything.

“Hey, Chuck, come here,” Marta ordered just as Barry threw a perfect spiraling pass to Chuck.

The group laughed when Chuck looked over and was struck in the head by Barry’s pass. Marta’s laugh was the loudest and Chuck scowled darkly as he stomped over to where Marta and Ashleigh stood.

“What?” Chuck barked, trying to intimidate Marta by towering over her.

“This is for that ‘Earthquake!’ shit this morning,” Marta yelled, bringing her knee up into Chuck’s crotch.

When Chuck grunted loudly and bent forward, Marta brought her knee up into Chuck’s unprotected face.

“And that’s for the shit you and Barry tried pulling on Nina last night!” Marta screamed as Chuck collapsed to the dirt.

“Yeah, men might hit harder, but women hit lower,” Kevin O’Neil opined, pausing in his tear-down of his and his brother’s tent.

“Heard that,” Keith agreed.

Just before getting into her car, Marta demanded a picture with herself and Ashleigh and Kaia. Nina held the cell phone as Marta, Kaia, and Ashleigh stood, Kaia in the middle. Ashleigh and Marta bent slightly so that their faces and Kaia’s face were at the same level.

“Please, please send me that picture,” Kaia asked and Marta quickly punched Kaia’s number into her phone.

With a kiss to Marta’s lips and Ashleigh’s lips, Kaia got into her car and drove away. At the stop sign at the entrance of the park, Kaia punched in a live version of ‘Open Arms’ by Journey into her car’s stereo system.

At home, Kaia’s grandfather smiled indulgently as he listened to his granddaughter’s excited account of the bonfire’s activities. He nodded and declared that Marta and Ashleigh were pretty girls as Kaia showed him the cell phone picture. Then he pinched his nose and declared Kaia might want to use a shower.

“With soap and shampoo,” he said as Kaia scurried down the hall.

“And toothbrush and toothpaste,” Kaia heard him yell through the closed bathroom door.

“Jeez, whatever Grandpa,” Kaia muttered as she rinsed the shampoo out of her hair. “Need to tell me to wipe my butt too?”

She was on her belly, sleeping soundly when Grandpa grabbed her foot through comforter and blanket and sheet. Even though he had awakened her in this manner for most of her life, Kaia still squealed. Then the seventy year old man informed her that it was supper time.

After supper, Kaia returned to her room and made sure her steamer trunk was packed, ready to go. Laying down once again, Kaia stared up at the ceiling of her room.

Where she would go to college had never been a question. In 1933, professor Amos Wallchester had contracted a lung ailment and moved his much younger wife, Lydia Wallchester and her faithful servant, Juliette Stevens from Commonstead, New Jersey to Sopopaya, New Mexico. The educator hoped the dry air would help clear up his lung ailment and his young wife and red headed maid yearned to escape the brutal winter of New Jersey.

Two months after arriving in Sopopaya, Juliette confessed to Amos and Lydia that she was with child. Parentage of the child was indisputable; Juliette had only been with her mistress’s husband. At first overjoyed by this news, in time, Lydia Wallchester grew to resent her maid’s condition. She gave her husband an ultimatum; fire Juliette or she would leave and return to New Jersey.

Lydia returned to New Jersey by rail, leaving her ailing husband and treacherous servant behind. He expired twenty seven days after his wife’s departure, leaving the majority of his estate to the mother of his one and only child.

Juliette took the three million dollars and established Wallchester Southern College in her lover’s honor. With the monies endowed to the institution, the government could not lay claim to her inheritance.

Amos’s son, Amos Charles Stevens was a beautiful boy, blessed with his father’s intellect. In time, he took his mother’s place at the head of the University, driving the school and its instructors to high expectations of excellence among staff and student alike.