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Kate and Lionel. Also, Lisa and Jackie

“Soooo… Adam, when’s the next party you’re throwing?” a bubbly Kate asked.

“After what happened to Derek?!” he asked incredulously.

“Yeah! You two are good friends, right?” she continued to inquire not so subtly. It seemed like Derek’s misfortune about constantly being aroused but never able to achieve his climax had spread like wildfire. It was hard to keep a secret at Ascension High. It was seeming like a no.

“Hell yeah I am!” he exclaimed, to Kate’s surprise.

“Whoa. Really? That’s unexpected. Even after what happened to Derek?”

“Man, Derek was over the moon for a few days after the party. He had the biggest, dumbest smile on his face. I think it was only after a while that he realized he was stuck with… well, you know,” Adam cleared his throat. “But damn, for days, he told us all he’d fucked the hottest girl ever! Saying how fucking ti… um. Boy’s locker room stuff, you know?”

He had been so swept up in his tale that his own penis was beginning to stiffen. He’d forgotten who he was talking to.

But that was exactly what Kate wanted to hear about. Even if they were talking about some girl like a piece of meat. The intrigue, the mystery of how such a girl could do something like that to Derek was too fascinating.

“So, so?” Kate goaded eagerly.

“So what?” Adam asked obliviously.

“Who was it!?” Kate rolled her eyes.

Jackie sat in the front passenger seat next to Lisa. The athletic blonde drove the barely recognizable Jackie and her two submissive groupies, Marie and Kevin, to Glendale park. Marie had meekly ceded her shotgun privileges to the stunning brunette bombshell. No, more than that, she’d opened the door for Jackie and waved her in!

So the two girls sat side by side in the front seat in awkward silence. Lisa kept stealing glimpses at Jackie’s unbelievably gorgeous visage. Her smooth tanned skin, her lustrous brown hair… she swore she could even see the illumination from Jackie’s sparkling bright eyes lighting up the space in front of her, as if they were some pair of headlights!

And she wasn’t the only one stealing glimpses. Although stealing glimpses wasn’t exactly how one might describe what Marie and Kevin were doing.

Sitting in the backseat, they couldn’t take their eyes off of Jackie. Openly staring, panting, nearly drooling. Writhing uncomfortably… how much of Jackie could they see anyways? The back of her head? Her shoulders and flawless neck on that one-shouldered t-shirt she was wearing? The style looked more like a signature of Marie’s than their nerd gamer friend who had suddenly gone bombshell.

Lisa licked her lips. That smooth, elegant, bare shoulder did look good. As well as Jackie’s elegant swan-like neck, those deep, defined collarbones. Oh lord. She even smelled good. The windows were rolled up, and they’d gone long enough for Jackie’s heavenly scent to hotbox the entire car. It was potent as fuck!

“Jackie…” a voice whined.

Lisa panicked. Was that her? It sounded needy as desperate, which certainly reflected the way she felt. She could feel the wet warmth of her intimacy, the gas pedal fluttering up and down ever so slightly as she writhed her legs.

“Jackie, can we please… tonight? You know?”

Lisa exhaled with both dizzying desire and relief. The voice wasn’t hers, though it easily could have been. No, it was Marie’s.

“Yeah Jackie! We’ll do whatever you want! I can run some quests with you in Elver Scrolls Online! Or buy you some extra stash space! And then after, can we, um…”

“Guys!” A flustered Jackie turned around and yelled, face red with embarrassment. “Lisa’s right here!”

What on earth are they talking about!? Lisa thought to herself, trying to suppress the truth that she already figured out who had fucked that meathead Derek and somehow left him the permanently stiff laughingstock that he was.

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“Dude, I don’t know!” Adam answered.

Kate furrowed her brow in annoyance as she twirled her long blonde locks with a finger.

“Come on, Adam. Spill. We all wanna know.”

“No really, I don’t know! That’s why I gotta throw another party! I didn’t see anyone there like what he was describing… if he weren’t side-walking around so often, I’d think he made it up. Like he never even got laid, you know?”

“No way you guys don’t brag about this kind of stuff! You can tell me, man. We go way back!” Kate insisted as she nudged him with an elbow. It was… halfway true.

“No, I really don’t. He’s being all secretive about it. I guess he doesn’t wanna share. Though I don’t know anyone at Ascension High who it could possibly be. Someone from out of town, maybe?”

“Pfft. Yeah, maybe,” a foreign voice chimed in.

Both Kate and Adam whirled in their seats in the student lounge to see who it was. That unmistakably deep, raspy voice.

“Lionel? What the hell do you know about this?” Adam asked.

Kate gave Adam a stare, trying to convey to him to play nice.

Lionel had been an outcast forever given his penchant for dark eyeliner and black nail polish. His hair was thick and black as night as well, an effect that everyone assumed he specifically dyed for. However, the mere fact that he attended this school meant that there was something special about him to get through the entrance exams, despite none of it manifesting in the usual ways. Like Lisa’s athletic abilities, or Kate’s own overall aptitude for a wide range of things. There were always oddballs out there, like Lionel or Lisa’s wallflower friend whose name she didn’t even remember.

“So I used to know this guy, Jack…” Lionel began his lurid tale, gleaning that for once, someone would listen to him. “We grew up together. I guess you could call us friends…”

Adam began to zone out.

“Hey man, cool story, but I gotta plan another party,” was Adam’s lame excuse. He grabbed his things and shuffled off.

“Dick,” Kate scoffed. “Tell me, Lionel. I wanna hear.”

“Another meaningless life, flittering away like a moth to the inevitable flame, thinking he is significant as the world cares not…” Lionel waxed poetic.

“Um…” Kate was beginning to regret not following Adam’s cue.

“We used to read philosophy together. Kant, Nietzsche, Heidegger… this was when we were just kids. He always understood it better than me. And he would explain it to me. Or he’d tell me that it was 200 pages forward and I’d see when I caught up, only I never did. Oh, he was smart.”

Kate’s head bobbed as she struggled not to nod off.

“It was us against the world. He was the only thing in this world that I cared about, the only real thing. But he was leaving me behind, bit by bit…”

“You don’t say,” Kate stated with jealousy. Leaving Lionel behind bit by bit sounded pretty good right now.

“I didn’t think much of it because it was so gradual. But looking back at it now, some of the things he did… just boggles the mind,” Lionel sighed wistfully as he stroked his chin. “He ran faster than the rest of the class during PE. Every day, his mile run got faster and faster. We all thought he was just going through puberty or something, but no. No, it doesn’t make sense.”

Kate was getting engrossed now. She leaned into the conversation.

“At the same time, all the girls started fawning over him. He always had two. On one arm. So… sometimes four.” He chuckled at his own meandering story. “I never cared about the girls. Just Jack. But the behavior of those girls… they looked at him like he was a drug. That they needed him. I’ve never seen anything like that since. Sound familiar?” Lionel suddenly turned the spotlight on Kate.

Kate’s phone beeped. She would have welcomed the interruption a few minutes earlier, but right now, she just wanted to listen to Lionel’s story!

But it was a reflex to check. How could anyone not?

“Kate! Help!” Lisa had texted her.

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3:00 PM afternoon at Glendale Park, beautiful, sunny day. Lisa pulled out a large blanket from the trunk of her car and walked ahead of Jackie and her entourage, feeling like a servant rolling out a carpet for royalty. She laid out the blanket on an empty patch of grass.

Everyone was looking vaguely in her direction. Lisa soon realized that they were looking at her super-duper-supermodel of a friend. Lisa herself didn’t dare glance back. Jackie was already making her feel things she’d never felt before. She already knew she’d go home and masturbate herself silly while screaming Jackie’s name until she went hoarse.

The blonde athlete unfurled the blanket and nearly took a seat before Jackie did. She stopped herself. Jackie should sit first. Maybe Lisa should just stand?

Jackie strut past Lisa, Kevin and Marie in her supple, willowy arms. God, the sight of Jackie’s shirt slipping off that shoulder, revealing that portion of her bare back…

What was it with Lisa and shoulders today!? Where did this crazy fixation come from!? Who even cared about shoulders!

She averted her gaze from that strangely specific part of Jackie’s body as her bombshell friend began to take a seat. Jackie’s motion drew Lisa’s eyes to the backside of her lower body.

Lisa wished she were still staring at Jackie’s shoulder. Or not. Maybe not.

Jackie’s perfectly rounded, tight, muscular ass came into full display as those perfect swells of flesh bulged against her slightly loose shorts. And the sight of Jackie’s legs… god, they were long. Since when had Jackie been all legs!? Is that how she had outran Lisa? Lisa, who spent her whole life training her speed and endurance?

Lisa was quivering now.

“Lisa?” Jackie turned her ice blue gaze to her friend. “Aren’t you going to sit?”

Lisa nearly crumbled. With shaky hands, she pulled out her phone and quickly texted her new ally for assistance.