we needed. I'm afraid we let that beautiful king-sized bed of yours go to waste, though. We did most of our fucking on the carpet.'
'Queen-sized, darling,' he corrected me with a glint of humor in his eye, before scurrying off down the hail.
I grinned to myself at his gay wit and went on to a class. By dinner I was very hungry. Brightwater was really agreeing with me. I gorged myself at the table, something I seldom do, and walked back toward my room with Kate. We passed a boy who had a very familiar face, and I suddenly realized he was the kid I had enjoyed such a groovy time with among the rocks down at the beach.
I asked Kate his name and she told me it was Gilbert.
'Like the way he looks?' she brightly asked.
'Yes,' I said, 'he's a real good-looking boy.'
'Gilbert's a good fuck,' she blandly stated. 'I've had him in bed with a few times, and it was pretty great. He's got one of those things you and I both love, Millie-a cock that gets hard quick and stays that way for a long time.'
'… And get hard again real fast after he gets his nuts off,' I couldn't help adding.
Kate turned to me in surprise.
'You mean you've-' she began.
'Yes,' I said with a chuckle, 'I've had him too. Down at the beach one day.'
Kate giggled. 'The joke's on me,' she said. 'I thought I was telling you something you didn't know, and hell, you've had a fuck from him since I have. You're going to have to keep me posted, honey, on your latest exploits. I'm behind.'
'A girl shouldn't tell everything,' I quipped, 'now, should she? Even to her closest friend'
'Guess not,' she banteringly agreed. 'I sure do wish you'd give girls a chance in your life, though.
And I'm not even coming on to you. We know each other better than that. The ones I'm talking about are the young ones. Take a little eight or nine-year-old to bed with you, Millie, or a little twelve or thirteen-year-old. I promise you you'll dig it. Or maybe a nice luscious sixteen-year-old, one with a big set of knockers like yours. You'd love it.'
She paused and said, 'I don't know what I'm mentioning ages so much for, though. You already know about that from the boys you've been with since you've been here. The girls are the same way young's better than old, no matter how you look at it. And young's even better than fairly young, like we are ourselves. Don't you agree?'
'I'll certainly have to say yes to that,' I replied. 'I've learned a lot since I came here to this school, and that's definitely high on my list. But as far as the sex of kids goes, I still dig on the boys. You know how much I love those little cocks.'
'Okay, okay,' she said good-naturedly, 'but if you ever change your mind, just whistle. I could line you up with some awfully sweet little chicks.'
I thanked her and headed for my room. As I rounded the corner I met little Caroline. There was an older girl with her I'd seen before. I spoke to them and went on put, but Caroline stopped.
'Wait, can we ask you something?' she called out.
'Sure,' I said, 'what.'
'Well,' she asked confidently, 'Jana and I want to know If we Can come up to your room with a friend.' I caught a new tone in her voice.
The shyness of a few days ago was completely gone now. Evidently Caroline's recent sexual experiences had brought her out of her shell and made her a much more open kid. Still, her request took me somewhat by surprise. I told I didn't know if she could or not, and asked her why it was necessary.
Jana spoke up. She was a girl who appeared to be sixteen or seventeen, with beautiful long blonde hair, and with a pair of fine tits on her rather slender frame.
'Both our rooms are being occupied at the moment,' she explained, 'by our roommates. You know, once in a while a girl wants to be alone if the guy's real special. So we don't have any place ‘to go with the boy we want to be with. It's a kid named Bobby.'
I wondered if it could possibly be the young seven-year-old boy I had introduced to the pleasures of sex on his first arrival at Brightwater. I described, him, and learned that he was indeed the one they had in mind. Damn, the kid was really getting around. He was the same one that Percy had seduced. By now I had lost my sense of possession over the boy I found, so I wasn't up tight about it at all. Just curious.
'Well, I guess you can,' I told them. 'If you don't mind me being in the front room while you use the bedroom.'
'No, that's fine,' said Jane. 'We won't bother you a bit, we promise. We'll be real quiet.'
But then Caroline chirped up, 'Could I stay in the front room with you, please,' she asked me, 'so I can watch them through the door? Can I, please?'
I didn't understand and asked them to explain.
Jana said she was the one who wanted to get it on with little Bobby. Caroline wanted to just watch the performance. And since Bobby was still pretty new to the school, they thought he might get up tight and feel constricted if he knew anyone was watching. And watching was exactly what Caroline was wanting to do.
'Yeah,' she admitted, 'I really like to watch people fuck. I love watching them get naked and fool around with each other.'
Her statement reminded me of what Kate had told me about the threesome she had arranged during which Caroline had lost her cherry to my friend Petey. There had a lot of watching there in that scene. Perhaps that, coupled with the time she observed Kate introduce Kenny to the art of love on their first night at school, had nudged Caroline into the direction of voyeurism.
Oh well, what the hell. The kid had already been fucked by a boy and had got a taste of lez life by being fucked by Kate, a grown woman. She was hardly an untainted little lamb. So what difference did it make it she did find herself in the role of eleven-year-old voyeur?
I told them to go get Bobby and bring him on up, then went on to my room. I had a snack and a nice hot shower, then got out the papers I was going to grade that night. I could sit at my work table in the front room while the kids used my bedroom.
As I was toweling off my wet body, I watched myself in the mirror and mentally patted myself on the back for what nice tits I had. They were the kind of nice, fully rounded ones that any girl would be proud to have, I thought. I found myself thinking of sex, and wondered' how it would be to have Bobby naked in my bedroom without getting to fuck him. The presence of the girls didn't bother me any. But I found myself getting worked up over Bobby. He bad been a great turn-on for me the night I seduced him. It might be hard to keep my mind off him. Oh well, Jana and Caroline were the ones who had preference on him-it was they who had thought of it. I would just let them be.
Well, I might allow myself to just take a peek in at him once in a while… no morel Caroline would be looking in on them from my doorway, anyhow, so I could just take a peek over her shoulder once in a while. I had no right to barge in on their little party.
There was a knock at my door and Jane stood alone when I opened it. She said that they didn't want Bobby to know anyone else was in the place, so could I please hide somewhere as he was brought in? And Caroline would need a place to hide also, for the same reason. I agreed to their plan, and Caroline came in from around the corner while Jane went for Bobby.
'Guess the only place for us to hide is the front room closet.' I said. 'The bathroom's on the other side of the bedroom and we couldn't leave without Bobby seeing us.'
Jana brought Bobby through the door and into the bedroom, taking care to leave it open enough to allow Caroline a good1 view. She and I left the closet and took up our positions, she on the floor by the bedroom and me at my working desk.
I was grading papers for only a few minutes before Caroline quietly approached my desk.
'Sure you don't want to watch?' she asked. 'She's got him down to his shorts and now she's letting him feel her up. I bet she takes off her shirt next and lets him see her tits.'
Her description of what was going on did whet my appetite, but I managed to refuse her invitation. 'By the way,' I asked her before she left my desk, 'how did you and Jana get to be such good friends? She's five or six years older than you, so I'd think you'd run-around with girls your own ages.'
