with the project and to hell with high grades and to hell with his mother. He found something he liked better than getting good grades in science.
'Hell no,' he said softly. 'All I want to do today is fuck. Just fuck.'
Gayle giggled softly and kissed him.
'Then that's what we'll do,' she said.
CHAPTER SIX
Mark and Alan were sitting on her bed when she came in that evening. She noticed that Alan had kept his promise. There were about fifty plants tagged and bundled in a corner.
'You looked wrecked,' Alan pointed out.
Gayle realized that her short blonde hair was a tangled mess and that her clothes looked as if they had been slept in. Plus she had a weary look on her face.
'Thanks,' Gayle said.
'I mean you look tired,' Alan said apologetically. 'I really didn't mean to say that you look bad. You could never look bad.'
'Well I feel bad,' Gayle said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. 'I feel terrible. I feel like I've gone through a wrecking machine.'
'Well what happened?' Mark asked impatiently.
'I kept him from doing a thing all day long,' Gayle said. 'Isn't that what you wanted?'
'You mean he didn't do anything?' Mark asked.
'Not a thing,' Gayle said. 'And I think he'll be too tired to do much tomorrow.'
'Gayle,' Alan said with a grin. 'You're a sweetheart. I knew you could do it.'
'Right now,' Gayle said. 'I could do with a shower and about six months' rest. Don't call me. I'll call you. In about a week.'
'I think we're being told to leave,' Alan said.
'I think so too,' Mark said.
Mark reached down and fondled her bare knee. Alan gave her a soft kiss on the mouth.
'Thanks,' Alan said. 'We appreciate it. You're a wonderful girl.'
'I'm just a tired girl,' Gayle said. 'Now get out and leave me alone.'
Alan and Mark left her alone. She leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes. Every muscle in her body ached. She wanted to go to the shower but she was afraid she'd pass out going there.
Finally she gathered up the strength to move. She undressed and dropped her clothes on the floor. She walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. She made it hot enough so that she could just stand it. She knew the steaming water would bring back a little feeling.
Just as she started to step into the shower, she heard her door open.
'Goddamn it,' Gayle said. She really was angry. 'I told you I'd call you.'
Gayle grabbed a towel and walked back out of the bathroom. She was glad she had. Sharon stood there. Pretty little Sharon with the perfect figure and the long blonde, hair that just touched her ass.
'Hello, Sharon,' Gayle said. 'I didn't expect you. I thought it was the boys again.'
She realized that she really didn't have a good reason for the boys to be coming into her room, but she didn't much care about that. She felt like Sharon would already know what was going on. Sharon didn't look like the kind of girl that men kept things from.
'I know,' Sharon said. 'I shouldn't be bothering you. I know you've had a rough day but I had to come… I had to say thanks. You don't know how much that jobs mean to me.'
'I suppose I do,' Gayle said. 'But listen. I'm very tired right now and I was about to take a shower. If you don't mind, we can talk later.'
'I'll help you,' Sharon said.
Gayle froze in her tracks. She couldn't believe she'd heard what she thought she'd heard. She looked back at Sharon. Sharon's face was so sweet, so innocent. Gayle thought that it was impossible to have heard her correctly.
'What did you say?' Gayle asked.
'I said I'd help. I know you're tired. You might need help scrubbing. I'm a good scrubber.'
'You don't know what you're saying,' Gayle said.
'Of course I do. I'm twenty-one years old and I know a great deal. Let me help, Gayle. I can be very nice to you. Very nice.'
'Sharon,' Gayle said harshly. 'I'm very tired and I haven't time for games. Go away. I'm going to take my shower.'
Gayle went back into the bathroom. She dropped her towel and stepped into the stall. She had to admit to herself that she was intrigued by Sharon's proposition.
Gayle had never had an experience with another woman, although there had been opportunities. She wondered if Sharon knew exactly what she was suggesting. Having her back scrubbed by another girl in the shower could lead to some interesting things.
She heard Sharon's soft step. She looked at Sharon and her eyes opened wide. Sharon had stripped off her blouse. She had tanned, full titties with large nipples. Those nipples became hard under Gayle's gaze.
'I owe you something,' Sharon said.
Sharon took up a brush and began to rub Gayle's back. For a moment she was going to protest, but then Sharon's soft hands began to give her pleasant sensations.
Sharon scrubbed her back and then dropped the brush to Gayle's buttocks.
'Feel good?' Sharon asked.
'Oh yes,' Gayle said.
'Turn around. Let me do your front.'
Gayle had a moment of embarrassment as she turned, but Sharon seemed to be at ease. Sharon soaped Gayle's large titties and then her stomach and then soaped the place between Gayle's legs. Gayle realized she was sore down there but Sharon's fingers were gentle.
'I used to work as an aide in a hospital,' Sharon said. 'I'm really very good at bathing people.'
'Yes,' Gayle agreed.
Gayle had not believed it possible but she was getting some warm feelings between her legs. After all the fucking that she had done with Ted, she had believed herself incapable of feeling for a long while.
But somehow Sharon's fingers were giving new life to Gayle. She felt an itch between her legs and her ass-cheeks were quivering. She couldn't believe it but she was getting turned on.
'Let's go to bed,' Sharon said. 'I'll give you a real massage.'
Gayle allowed herself to be pulled sleepily from the shower. Sharon dried her off and now and then one of her fingers would lightly caress Gayle's naked skin.
Sharon pulled her to the bed and Gayle lay down.
'Turn over,' Sharon commanded. 'I'll rub your back first.'
Gayle turned over on her stomach. Sharon's light fingers began to caress and knead Gayle's back and shoulders. Slowly all the tenseness and pain drained from Gayle's body. The soft fingers seemed to be filled, with magic, a wonderful electric magic.
Sharon's hands moved to Gayle's buttocks. The fingers gently pulled the ass-cheeks apart and traced a line down Gayle's crack. The hands went lower, pulling at the muscles of her legs.
'Now turn over,' Sharon whispered.
Gayle turned over and Sharon lowered her head. Gayle felt Sharon's tongue against the inside of her leg. Slowly the tongue traveled upward and sweet lips kissed Gayle's thighs, and then the velvet skin of her stomach.
Sharon moved upward until her face was just above Gayle's breasts. She lowered her head and captured one of Gayle's rosy nipples between her lips. She sucked on it for a few moments.
