Coming Home to Roost Part 2 I must have stared at the computer screen for a good five minutes. Nothing changed. I was still looking at a picture of me, sixteen years old, wearing a sheer nightgown and smiling up at the camera. I remembered the party. My best friend's parents were up in the mountains but let Patty throw a slumber party. When they heard we had the house to ourselves, half a dozen boys came over and things got pretty wild. We were drinking to boot so I don't remember everything that happened but I know I woke up in Patty's parents' bed with a different guy than the one I climbed in with. Truth be told, that party wasn't all that unusual for me. When I was in high school, I was one of the 'easy' girls. My parents had gotten divorced and my dad really shafted my mom. She worked a lot of hours and wasn't around much to supervise me. She also realized her looks were fading fast and was a little manic about finding a new partner. I watched her dress provocatively every Friday night before she headed out and I ate breakfast with her 'company' the next morning. I rarely saw the same guy for a whole month. Like any good daughter, I modeled myself after my mother. I kept my virginity until two weeks before my sixteenth birthday, when Steve Vogt talked me into the back seat of his Cougar, behind the gym. Blowjobs were my standard fare, pretty much a given if you took me out on a date, and I assumed that's what he wanted this time. He did, but after I sucked him off and swallowed a nice load of cum, he offered to go down on me. This didn't happen very often- guys knew I'd suck their cocks whether they did anything for me or not- so I was thrilled. Two of Steve's buddies were watching through the window as I pulled off my panties, laid back on the seat and braced my legs on the roof of his car. Steve wasn't a very good cunnilinguist, but I guess he was pretty cunning because he waited until I was just about to cum before he quickly slid up my body and pointed his cock at my pussy. I started to push him off but I felt a small pop and then he was in and it felt GREAT. I was so close I came immediately, then again a minute later when I felt his seed squirt into me. Throughout our short coupling, his friends were whooping and pounding on the roof with their fists. I'm sure they thought they were next but I was a little sore so I talked them into blowjobs instead. After that night, I was up for almost anything, anytime. Guys used to try to come up with things I wouldn't do. There weren't very many. It got to be a bit of a game to see exactly where my limits were. You get the picture. Every town has a slut, I was ours. That all changed when I went away to college. I knew I had to redefine who I was so I deliberately went out of state. I became a born again virgin and concentrated on school. When I met Mark in my junior year, he thought I was fairly inexperienced with boys. I never told him anything different because there wasn't a reason to. Mom had remarried and moved to Florida so I had no reason to go back to the town where I grew up. I had successfully shed my past. Until now. I needed some time to figure out a way to deal with this. I didn't want my family or my neighbors to find out about my reputation. If I blocked my kids from the Internet, they'd just get on at somebody else's house. I dreaded talking to them about it but somehow I was going to have to confront them and convince them not to pass the pictures around. Too many people already knew. Based on what I'd heard, they still didn't know much. I could minimize the damage. What do they call it in the Army, acceptable losses? I started across the room, intending to sneak away and retrieve my car, but stopped when I realized my shoes were missing. Shit, they were in my room! I'd have to sneak up and get them. Unfortunately, I could hear the kids coming down the hall. I was too far away to make it back into the closet so I slipped onto the deck and edged along the wall of the house. When the door opened I was already over the railing. I crawled underneath just as the kids deposited a load of snacks on the picnic table. The deck was so low I barely fit but I managed to wedge myself in. I pressed my face against my hand to quiet my ragged panting as the kids began to talk again. "These pictures are unbelievable," I heard Jason say. "I can't believe how big her knobs were." "Hey, that's my mom you're talking about," David protested. "Yeah, well, your mom has watermelon tits," laughed Larry. I looked through a crack between the boards as the table erupted in laughter. "Too bad you girls don't have boobs," Jimmy said, earning him a cuff from Sarah. "I wanna see some more of those pictures Shadow wrote about," Kevin said. "It sounds like he has a few more of her." "A few? He said he had lots," Beth pointed out. "But you're not going to get any more. He said we have to send him some of ours to get any more." "Too bad we don't have any," David complained. I smiled as I realized I was going to come out of this all right. Without fresh pictures of me, the kids wouldn't get any more of my old ones. I could live with the three they already had. The damage was minimal and the kids would move on to something else before long. I'd just stay quiet and do nothing. When I looked up I saw Sarah looking through the crack. Our eyes met. After several seconds she turned back to the others, who were trying to figure out a way to get pictures. "We've got tons of pictures," Jimmy pointed out. "Let's just send some of them." "It won't work, stupid," Jason grumbled. "He wants them like they ones he sent. Got any of those?" "No," Jimmy replied, after a moment's thought. "We have some of her in a swimsuit, though. Maybe he'll take them." Kevin snorted. "I've seen her swimsuit. No good." "What if we sneak into her bedroom after she falls asleep?" Beth suggested. My Beth! David brightened. "That might work! Dad is gone all the time so it's just her. We could get a few pictures of her in her nightgown. Then we'll have something to trade." "What are you going to do when the flash wakes her up?" Sarah asked. Thank God she wasn't telling them I was under the deck. "Or you find out she wears a flannel nightie to bed?" "Oh, man. She'd kill us," David agreed. "That's out." The others glumly shook their heads. "Don't worry about it," Sarah said. "I have an idea." She waited until everybody was listening. "I won't tell you what it is but you have to trust me. I can get her to pose for us as long as we do two things." "What's that?" came the chorus. "One, nobody outside the seven of us, and Shadow and Cindy, will ever know. This is private and it'll be ruined if it gets out." "I agree," Beth said. "We have to keep this quiet." Everyone else nodded. She turned back to Sarah. "What's the other one?" "The other one is you have to give me the pictures you printed out and not print out any more." She held up her hand as the groans started. "Listen, it'll never work if somebody's mother finds them jerking off to one of her pictures. We print one copy and I'll hide that in a safe place. If she knows she won't get caught as long as she does what we say, she'll do it. I gotta be able to promise her that. We'll keep the pictures on your guys' computer and the rest of us can look at them whenever we want." When they didn't respond, she added, "Don't forget, you're going to be seeing the real thing. That's better than pictures any day." "How are you going to get her to agree to this?" Kevin asked. "Yeah. She's going to kill you," Beth agreed. "No she won't," Sarah answered, looking down at me. "She'll realize this is a good deal. We all have fun, nobody gets hurt and nobody knows. I think she'll be happy to do it. I think she's going to love it." Everyone handed Sarah their pictures. After a few more minutes of chatting, the group broke up. Sarah continued to sit on the deck until everyone was gone. "I think it's a fair deal," she said, looking into the house. "Sarah, listen," I began. "I can't wear clothes like that in front of... " "No, you listen," she interrupted. "I just did you a huge favor. If I didn't collect those pictures, I'll bet they'd have been all over the school within a week. One of those guys would've screwed up and you know it. I protected you and you owe me. This way nothing leaves the house, except for some guy a thousand miles away. All you have to do is copy a picture. You won't be wearing- or doing- anything you haven't done before. It's a good deal and it's the best you're going to get. Play games with me and I'll personally put these pictures up on the bulletin boards." I thought, then agreed. "All right, but I don't like it. This has to stay quiet." "If you behave, it will. Tuesday and Thursday from six to nine will be Camera Club Night. That's only twice a week, not very bad. Are you going to do it, or do I need to buy some thumbtacks tonight?" "No, I'll do it," I said. "But just sexy clothes, not naked or anything more." "Hey, don't tell me," Sarah said. "It's whatever you did twenty years ago." That's what I'm worried about, I thought glumly as I wriggled out from under the deck. Sarah chuckled as I stood up and brushed as much dirt as I could off my ruined blouse. "Don't forget, tomorrow is Thursday. I believe we'll start with the gown, braless. I'll tell everyone you invited us for supper." She spun and disappeared through the door before I could protest.