Birthday Pool Party Ch. 28

"Okay." Stephanie nods. She then takes a minute to gather her strength before beginning her story. "Kelsey and I went to a party together. That's where we saw Keith and David. Kelsey always thought David was so cute, but he was with you. She said she heard that you two had broken up, and thought we should talk to the guys. She asked if I liked Keith."

"What did you say?" Lexi wonders.

"I said he was handsome!" Stephanie hisses, angry at her past self. Then she continues. "We went up to them and struck up a conversation. I-I'm so embarrassed, but I was really, really fucking horny! Next thing I knew, the four of us were in a bedroom together!"

"All four of you?" I ask to confirm.

"Yeah, it was a frat party, so there were two beds in the room." Stephanie nods. "I'd never done anything like that before, but I was so drunk and horny. I blew Keith on one bed while David fucked Kelsey from behind on the other bed. Then I let Keith get on top of me..."

"You don't have to tell us all of this." Lexi says.

"She's right, you just say what you feel comfortable with." I add.

"It's okay, it feels helpful to say this." Stephanie wipes the tears from her eyes. "Anyway, we met you guys at the mall not long after that. I remember hearing Keith call you cum-dumps. After you left, I demanded to know why he'd call a girl that. He said that you two used to love it. You begged to be called whores and bitches while you were dating. H-he said it made them uncomfortable, that's why David and Keith dumped you. I can't believe we bought that shit."

"It's okay, you didn't know the truth." Lexi sighs.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you." Stephanie says again.

"We're just sorry you're hurting." I say sincerely.

"Thank you." Stephanie whispers. "Things continued from there. Keith even met my parents. They said they liked him. I ignored all the rumors about him. They couldn't be true. At least until he started offering us drugs. I don't think there's anything wrong with pot, but he wasn't offering pot! I refused, but Kelsey, Kelsey called me a pussy and said nothing could go wrong. I relented."

"Oh, God." I gasp.

"Yeah, That's part of why Kelsey is taking this so hard. She blames herself for what happened." Stephanie explains. "We started having sex in the same room again. Kelsey was in bed, while I was bent over a chair. Keith suggested we switch partners. Next thing I know, David is in me. And then, and then, and then my head was spinning! I don't know how it happened, but I was on the bed, on all fours, taking David from behind while sucking on Keith. They came on me and made Kelsey lick it off."

"They raped you." Lexi states darkly.

"Yes!" Stephanie wails. "Then they kept doing it! Then that party! They passed us around! There were so many! I don't even know how we ended up there!"

Stephanie breaks down into tears, unable to form a coherent statement. Lexi and I hug her tightly, trying to comfort the poor girl. We just hear the occasional phrase like 'so many guys' and 'they got paid' and 'they took videos', all of which break our hearts. No woman deserves to go through this nightmare.

"Thank you." Stephanie eventually says.

"For what?" I ask.

"For letting me talk about this. I feel a little better." Stephanie says, trying to give us a strong smile.

"What happened with the police?" Lexi asks.

"Oh, right. Well," Stephanie begins, "I was laying naked in bed with Kelsey. Cum all over us, cum leaking out of our holes. I looked at her, saw her cum-coated face, the despair in her eyes.. I broke. I grabbed my phone, dialed, and said I had to report a rape."

"You didn't break." I insist. "You were so strong to report it!"

"You really were. I wish I had your strength." Lexi says.

"A few minutes later, the cops were at the door. People were running, trying to get away. David, Keith, and a few others got brought in for questioning. Kelsey and I were taken to the hospital for rape kits. Our parents were called." Stephanie sighs heavily. "That's the one thing good that's come out of this. My parents are so supportive. I feel so loved by them right now."

"That's good. That's really good." I say. "I don't know where I would have ended up without Daddy."

"Yeah, Steven saved us both." Lexi agrees.

"Thank you for listening." Stephanie mumbles.

"Anytime. That's what friends are for." I smile and hug her again.

"Friends?" she asks.

"Friends." Lexi confirms.

"I like that." Stephanie smiles.

"Why haven't Keith and David been arrested?" I wonder.

"I don't know!" Stephanie laments. "The police said these things take time to prove, and all that shit. I can't believe they're making us walk the halls with our rapists while they drag their feet! But they said they have to build a strong case. And apparently test results take time. There were a lot of different semen samples on and in Kelsey and I. Plus, the videos."

"They got the videos?" Lexi asks incredulously.

"Yeah," Stephanie nods, "they took images of Keith and David's phones.

"Which means they have the videos of us!" Lexi exclaims, horror in her eyes.

"I guess it's just a matter of time until they want to talk to us." I say sadly.

The police don't try and talk to us Tuesday. In fact, Tuesday goes by pretty normally. More classes, then homework with Lexi in the main living room. Daddy comes home, and we fill him in on everything. He hugs us tightly and promises we'll get through whatever happens next together. Tonight, I do sleep with Lexi and Daddy. We don't even do anything sexual. We just hold each other and support each other.

Wednesday starts another normal day. Well, mostly normal. I chat with the girls, Hazel is still distant for some reason. When prodded, she says she 's been feeling off lately. Weird. Lunch is awkward, since Ian and I still aren't talking, and Josh and Shawn are starting to wonder what the fuck is going on.

I see Keith and David. David looks like he's been crying. Good. He knows that he's about to pay for being a piece of shit. Keith just sneers and throws a nasty comment my way. Then the school day ends and I head to therapy.

"How was your week, Kayla?" Kasey asks.

"Overwhelming." I answer honestly.

"How so?" Kasey prods gently.

For the first time, I hold something back from my therapist. I tell her about David and Keith, about Stephanie and Kelsey. I tell her about Ian and I fighting. That's when I freeze. Kasey asks why Ian and I are fighting. I can't tell my therapist about sucking my dad's cock! Yeah, I'm eighteen, but it's still incest.

So, I lie. I tell her that Ian is having trouble coming to terms with the relationship between me and my Slut-sisters. Kasey is very understanding, and hopes that Ian and I can work things out. I just nod and blow my nose in some tissues.

"Have you been having any more intense dreams?" Kasey asks about halfway into the session.

"No." I shake my head. "I honestly think I'm past whatever that issue was. I don't need to be gangbanged to be happy. I have love. I'm done with fantasizing about intense sex."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that." Kasey says.

The session continues. Kasey focuses a lot on me possibly having to talk to the police soon. We go over coping techniques for how to handle it. She's glad the police are involved, since Keith and David obviously need to be put away.

After the session, I go home. Home to another night with no sex. I don't even masturbate. Lexi and Daddy don't even fuck. We just snuggle up and try and prepare ourselves for what is to come. I'm scared. I know that, without Lexi and Daddy, I have no hope of getting through this. I just keep reminding myself that I have them.

On Thursday, Kelsey actually comes up to me. Like Stephanie, she apologizes. I assure her she has nothing to apologize for, and promise that I'm here for her. We hug before parting ways. This is definitely progress. As I walk by Kelsey and head toward the cafeteria for lunch, I run into Ian.

"Oh, hi Ian." I say in a small voice.

"Kayla." he nods.

"Come with me." I request, finally reaching a decision.

"Okay." he says.

I take his hand and lead him through the hallway. We end up in another unused classroom. I turn to face him once the door is shut. I can't believe I'm gonna do this, but I love him. I love him so much. And I miss him.

"I miss you." I whisper.

"I miss you, too." he admits.

The plan has been to wait until prom. I can't wait though. Maybe this isn't romantic, maybe it isn't ideal, but maybe it's right. I think it's right. I want to show Ian how much he means to me. I love Daddy, I always will. I love Ian, too. They can both be in my life. I drop my purse and cross my arms as I grasp the hem of my shirt. With one motion, I whip my shirt over my head, revealing my bra-clad breasts.

"What are you doing?" he asks in confusion.

"Make love to me, Ian." I say, my hands on my hips. "Right here, right now."

"No." he states.

"W-what?" I ask, my heart breaking.

"You're insane!" Ian hisses. "I'm not having sex with you like this!"

"Why the fuck not?" I ask, still standing in my bra. My shirt is laying on the floor.

"Look, Kayla, I get it; you're really emotional right now." Ian says. "You aren't thinking clearly. Is this really how you think I want my first time?"

"Uh..."I trail off. He's right. Fuck.

"I need time!" he explodes. "Why can't you respect that?"

"I've given you time! We haven't talked all week!" I exclaim.

"After what you did, I need as much time as I need!" he shouts. I've never seen him so upset.

"I-I-I, but he's my dad!" I squeak.

"And he isn't even the first!" Ian yells. "You hooked up with a guy in Bermuda!"

"All we did was kiss!" I insist. "And you and I weren't even together then!"

"That's just an excuse!" he says, his arms crossed. "And how often are you fucking your 'Slut-sisters'?"

"Um, well, I," I stammer, "wait! You said you were okay with that!"

"I am! Or well, I was!" Ian screams. "I just, I'm a virgin! And how many people are you spreading your legs for?"

"That was really mean, Ian." I whisper, tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." he backpedals. "But, I just need to know, why?"

"I fuck my Slut-sisters because we love each other. I shouldn't have made out with that guy. I'm sorry. I really am. But," I take a moment to gather my strength, "I'm not sorry for kissing my dad. I love him. He's the most important person in my life."

"Can't you understand why I need time?" Ian asks.

"Time to decide if you're dumping me or not?" I ask, eyes narrow.

"I wouldn't put it that way..." he rolls his eyes.

"But, it's true! Isn't it?!" I shout.

"I suppose it is." Ian sighs. He then reaches down and picks up my discarded shirt, which he holds out to me. "Put your shirt back on."

"Fine." I snap, taking the shirt. Moments later, I'm fully dressed.

"Not everything can be solved with sex, Kayla." Ian explains.

"I understand." I nod.

"Do you? Really?" he asks.

"Yes. I really do. I see that I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry." I say sincerely.

"Thank you." Ian says.

"W-we should go to lunch." I reply.

"Yes, we should." he nods.

Ian and I head to lunch together. Everyone is happy to see us walk in together. If only. Yet, I'm surprised when we sit down. Ian sits next to me and includes me in conversation. Just like with Kelsey, this is a start, at least.

The sex embargo continues Thursday evening. Lexi and I fill Daddy in on the day's events, and he tells us about his day. Stacey is still depressed, but she is at least talking to Daddy and making an effort. We cuddle up naked and fall asleep in each others arms. The one improvement is that I text Ian before bed.

Friday. Wake up, have breakfast with Daddy and Lexi. Go to school, chat with the girls before homeroom. Morning classes, then lunch with the gang. Everything is so normal. At least until I run into Keith right after lunch.

"Cum dump." he nods in my direction.

"Fuck you, you rapist piece of shit!" I snap.

"What a mouth on this one." he sneers. "Too bad you're not better at sucking dick."

I open my mouth to call him an asshole, then suddenly I freeze. There are two uniformed officers approaching us. Keith looks at me in confusion when I don't say anything. Then he notices I'm looking over his shoulder. He turns around.

"Keith Strulk! Freeze!" one of them says in an authoritative voice.

Holy shit. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. Everyone in the hallway stops talking and turns to look at the spectacle. They aren't pulling him quietly out of class, or waiting until the school day is over. They're coming for him right now. What the fuck? I may be frozen in shock, but Keith sure isn't.

His face turns white as he makes a break for it. The rapist piece of shit doesn't make it more than five feet before he's tackled to the ground. I gasp and cover my mouth with my hands as the cop puts cuffs on him.

"You're under arrest for possession of narcotics with intent to distribute." says the officer.

Keith is hauled to his feet. His face is red as he looks around with wild eyes. He now has an officer on each side of him as they read him his rights. Daddy has come through. The PI has come through. Now, all that's left is to get Keith and David charged with rape.

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Author's Note: Yes, I know the pill isn't this efficient in reality: "the pill is revolutionary, it completely stops menstruation and prevents pregnancy with ninety-nine percent efficiency. It also starts working in a matter of days" However, this is an alternate universe with no STI's. The pill is also much more awesome. One of the reasons for this is that the pill does not completely stop menstruation in reality, and keeping track of so many women's cycles would be way too hard.