Episode III — The Nut Whacker
“I don’t get it,” Noelle said. “Why would you want to hang around with Bobby Jordan? He’s such a fucking nut whacker.”
“Who said I wanted to hang around with him?” Kristi asked.
“But you just said—”
“What?” the high school Senior asked.
You said you wanted to get to know him better.
“That’s right. I want to get to know him better because he’s friends with Ted.”
“Friends with Ted,” a now thoroughly mystified Noelle said.
“Yeah. Friends with Ted. Ted’s the one I really want to get to know but he’s kind of aloof. I heard he got burned by a girlfriend sometime before and now he’s kind of gun shy when it comes to girls but I still want to get close to Ted. The thing is Ted is really close to Bobby. He looks after Bobby almost as if Bobby was his brother. So I figure if I get close to Bobby, Ted will see how cool I am and that means I can get close to Ted.”
“That’s dumb.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?”
“Because as soon as you started dating Bobby, Ted would totally go hands off with you because he wouldn’t want to hurt his friend and you’d have no chance at all. That’s why.”
“I didn’t say I was going to let Bobby date me. That would be dumb. I just wanted to befriend him. The way I see it is that if I did that, Ted would have to see how cool I was and then I could get close to Ted.”
“I don’t know. I still don’t get it.”
“That’s why I’m smarter than you,” Kristi jabbed playfully.
“Hey.”
“Just kidding.”
“Yeah right.”
It was right, Kristi told herself. She knew her friend didn’t get it but then it didn’t really matter if Noelle got it or not. What mattered was that if she played her cards right, she was going to get close to Ted.
The old man sat in his shop and he looked at the list before him. In fact, it was the second time he’d been over the list and his eyes kept coming back to one name. Someone certainly had been good this year and he sighed. Sometimes good just wasn’t good enough.
He stood up and stretched. If he had been so inclined, he might have told himself that he was getting too old for this shit but in point of fact that thought never crossed his mind.
Instead, he just poured himself another mug of cocoa. He was about to go back and check the list a third time which was something he never did when a thought occurred to him.
He chuckled at the thought and he took another sip of cocoa and he chuckled even deeper the second time around. That just might work, he thought to himself, but then of course it would work. After all, he had a knack for that sort of thing. Some might call it magic but he just had a knack for making things work.
Kristi caught up with Bobby Jordan after school. He might have been part of her plan to get closer to Ted but that didn’t mean all the rest of the kids had to see her hanging around with him. Fortunately for her, Mr. Wingall had said that Bobby could help out on the school play and while after school usually meant rehearsals for the play, Mr. Wingall had decided to take the whole cast to see a showing of Cats but since the cast didn’t actually include Bobby, that meant he’d be where he always was, back stage in the theater checking the equipment.
“Hey, Bobby.”
“K-Kristi,” the boy stammered. “What are ... what are you doing here?”
God, he was so stupid, Kristi thought. Really, she couldn’t see what someone like Ted saw in him but then it wasn’t her place to try and figure that out. “I just stopped by to see you.”
“To see m-me?”
“Yeah. To see you. That’s okay, isn’t it?”
“Sure. It’s f-fine.”
“You doing okay?”
“Sure.”
“What you been doing?”
“I’ve been going to class.”
Classes for stupid people, Kristi thought but she didn’t bother to say that. “That’s nice,” she said. “Having fun with that?”
“It’s good. Mrs. Summerfield is real nice. She says I’m doing real good. I like her.”
“Thats nice.” For a moment, Kristi thought she’d been intending to say something else but when it came time for her to say what she had to say, she suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
“Can I help you?” Bobby asked.
“Oh, um yeah, I, um, I ...”
“Kristi?”
“Yes?”
“You know, I really like you.”
“Aww. That’s nice.” No wait. Why had she said that? That wasn’t what she’d meant to say.
“I think you’re pretty.”
“Aww.” No wait. That wasn’t what she meant to say. Why should she be saying that?
“You know what I’ve always wanted to see?”
“What?”
“No. I can’t tell you. You’ll make fun of me.”
“I won’t make fun of you,” she said encouragingly.
But the boy just shook his head.
“Come on, Bobby,” she cooed. God, he was even dumber than she’d thought he’d be. This was going to be almost too easy. “I really want to know.”
Still though, the boy stayed mum.
Then agin, maybe it wasn’t going to be that easy, Kristi thought. Then again, maybe it wasn’t supposed to be easy. If you had to work for what you got, it made the getting all that much more rewarding.
She was about to move on when Bobby said it. “I’d like to see your boobies,” he said.
“W-what?”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“No, no. It’s okay. You just caught me by surprise. That’s all. I just wasn’t expecting you to say that,” and then Kristi did something that even he couldn’t explain. She pulled up her top and she let Bobby Jordan get a good, long look at her tits. “Is this what you wanted to see?”
“Y-yeah,” the boy stammered. “That’s what I wanted to see.”
Okay, that had been weird, Kristi told herself the next day. Why she’d pulled up her top and showed Bobby Jordan her tits was completely beyond her. The weird thing was it had seemed right at the time.
Well one thing was for sure. Whatever had happened before wasn’t going to happen again.
And besides, since the whole idea was to get Bobby to like her so Ted would like her, giving Bobby a quick flash really wasn’t all that bad a thing. Heck, she hadn’t even had to take her bra off so it really wasn’t that big of a deal, was it?
When she thought of it that way, it didn’t seem that bad at all.
At least that’s what she kept telling herself in Mr. Thurman’s home room class. She had her notebook out and instead of taking notes like she’d normally do, she was doodling. She wasn’t even sure why. Maybe it was just that she was still brooding over the fact that she’d shown Bobby Jordan her tits or maybe it was the fact that Mr. Thurman who was usually such a good teacher was practically incomprehensible today.
Whatever it was, she was doodling and that at least was better than listening to Mr. Thurman drone on and on and on.
Okay so what next in Project Get Ted To Like Me, Kristi asked herself.
She’d gotten close to Bobby so she could check that off. Was that enough though? She needed Bobby to speak up for her. She needed to get Bobby to tell Ted how good she was.
Hmm. Now that was something. She needed to befriend Bobby in some way but how?
By third period, Kristi had something else to worry about. She’d just looked back over her notes from earlier that day and she suddenly realized that he hadn’t taken a single note during all of first period. How the hell could that have happened? She tried to recall what Mr. Thurman had been saying and she was a bit unnerved to realize that she couldn’t even recall that. What the hell was the matter with her? Hadn’t she been listening to her teacher?
Apparently not if her notebook was any indication.
All through third period, Kristi kept asking herself how she could get Bobby to support her even more. She thought he liked her but did he like her enough to tell Ted how good she was.
“What are you doing after school?” Noelle asked her during lunch.
“I was thinking of going over to Bobby Jordan’s house.”
Noelle wrinkled her nose. “Why would you want to do that?” she asked.
Because she had a plan, Kristi wanted to say. Didn’t her friend remember that? Kristi paused though. She had a plan ... but what was it again? Oh yeah. Get Ted to like her.
“Besides, if you go to his house, you’re not going to find him there.”
“Why?”
“Because isn’t he working as a stage director or something for the drama class?”
“Oh yeah. I forgot about that.”
“Yeah well you better remember that because there goes your big plan right down the drain.”
Kristi was crestfallen. Why hadn’t she thought of that? If she couldn’t get Bobby alone, then how could she show him how cool she was. Everything was ruined.
Suddenly, lunch didn’t seem so important anymore and besides she wasn’t hungry. She wasn’t sure what she was but she knew she wasn’t hungry.
There didn’t seem to be any point in sticking around in the cafeteria so Kristi got up to leave. “Where are you going?” her friend asked.
“I’m leaving.”
“Why?”
It was a good question and even Kristi wasn’t sure what the answer was. She just shook her head. “I don’t know,” she said. “I just feel like I have to go.”
Noelle just watched her friend go. She wasn’t sure exactly what it was that was up but there was one thing that was certain. Her friend wanted to be alone and if that was what Kristi wanted, Noelle knew better than try to force her way in to somewhere where she wasn’t wanted.
Kristi stumbled out of the cafeteria and she found herself practically falling into a boy’s arms and when she looked up, she was surprised to see that the boy was none other than Bobby Jordan.
“Hey,” the boy said. “I was just thinking about you.”
“About me? Why were you thinking about me?”
“Why wouldn’t I be? I mean after what you showed me yesterday, that’s kind of hard to forget.”
Kristi looked around self-consciously. She couldn’t have anyone else here what Bobby was saying to her. “Bobby, you can’t tell anyone about that.”
“But—”
“No, you can’t,” Kristi said again. “I’m serious.”
“Aw, I knew it.”
“What?”
“You were just making fun of me. People always make fun of me because I don’t think so good.”
“No, no,” Kristi said. “That’s not it at all. I liked showing you my boobies.” Wait a minute! Why the hell had she just said that?
“You’re not kidding?”
Kristi shook her head. How could she say no now and besides even if she did say no, Bobby would just go back to Ted and he’d tell Ted that she was being mean to him. No, there was just no way to say no now. She had to say yes. “I’m not kidding,” she said.
“You want to show them to me now?”
“Bobby! I can’t do that. We’re out in public.”
“I know where we could go.”
“Where?”
“Follow me.”
Kristi had half a mind to just walk off in a completely different direction but she didn’t. If she did, Bobby would tell Ted she was being mean and besides, she was just a little bit curious so she raced to catch up to Bobby. “Where are we going, Bobby?”
“You’ll see.”
It was obvious that Bobby was relishing being the one in charge but the campus wasn’t that big and it didn’t take Kristi that long to figure out where they were going and sure enough, there they were pulling up in front of the school theater.
Well not exactly in front. Bobby was leading them on around to a side door. “Mr. Wingall gave me a key in case I had to get in,” Bobby explained proudly.
Kristi nodded as Bobby led the two of them in and then closed the door behind them.
“Come on. Follow me.”
Kristi followed Bobby on into the theater and when Bobby stopped suddenly, he reached over and he threw a switch and suddenly the area where the two teens were was bathed in light.
“C-can I see your boobies,” the boy said.
Kristi’s first thought was that she couldn’t believe Bobby had asked her that but almost as quickly she had to admit to herself that it was why she’d let Bobby bring her here. If she hadn’t wanted to show Bobby her tits then she shouldn’t have come here so she lifted up her top and she showed him her tits. “What do you think?” she asked.
“They’re n-nice.”
He was so easy, Kristi thought. All you had to do was to give him just a little glimpse of your tits and he was putty in your hands.
But why should she stop there, Kristi thought. If she wanted Bobby to tell Ted how great she was, wouldn’t it maybe be a good idea to let him see a little more?
That was all it took to get the teen to open her jeans. God, Bobby was such a dweeb. Look at him standing there like this was the first time he’d ever seen a girl’s panties before.
Well it probably was, Kristi thought as she pushed her jeans open even wider. She wriggled her hips and she pushed her jeans even lower.
Her hand crept down the front of her white cotton panties and she pressed her fingers against her pussy.
“Oh w-wow.”
Wow indeed, Kristi thought as she pushed her panties even more tightly against her body. She stroked herself even harder even as she watched Bobby watching her.
Without even thinking about what she was doing, she fondled her breasts even as her other hand worked her pussy. There wasn’t any denying that she liked what she was doing.
And that’s when the school bell rang.
What the fuck, Kristi thought and then in the next instant, she was pulling her jeans up and shut again. What the hell had she been thinking of? “I’ve got to go to class,” she said.
Bobby seemed to understand that at least and it wasn’t long before the two teens were on their way out of the theater and on their way back to their respective classes.
Kristi couldn’t help but be infuriated as she sat in her classes that afternoon and she wasn’t quite sure who it was that she was more pissed off at. Was it Bobby for tricking her into showing him her pussy or was it herself for letting him do it. How the hell could she have let him do that and the strangest thing of all was there was a part of her that had actually liked it.
Aside from the momentary glimpse every now and then, Kristi didn’t see much of Bobby and as far as she was concerned, that was just fine with her. She didn’t need anymore reminders of what had transpired between them and besides, she had other things to worry about.
School was getting harder.
At first, Kristi thought it was the teachers assigning harder homework but when she talked to her friends, she found out that they weren’t having the same problems she was.
Of course to be fair, maybe it was that she hardly ever took notes in class anymore and even when she did take something down, it was more than likely incomprehensible when she finally got around to reading it. It was weird because she’d always thought of herself as a good note taker.
Then again, sometimes not taking notes had its benefits. She’d started missing homework assignments because she’d simply forgotten to write the assignment down. Missing assignments was bad but at least she wasn’t wasting time on something that made no sense at all.
And it wasn’t just school that was harder. Some of her friends were starting to look at her funny like they thought she was stupid or something but she wasn’t stupid. It was just them. They weren’t being clear about what they meant and if they weren’t being clear, how the heck could she be expected to know what they meant.
One day, she ran into Bobby Jordan after school. “Hey, Kristi,” the boy said.
“Bobby.”
“I h-haven’t seen you a-around a whole lot.”
“I’ve been busy.”
Bobby nodded. “I ... I understand that. You’re so pretty. You ... You must have lots of boyfriends.”
Kristi shook her head. “It’s not that,” she said. “It’s just ... it’s just that I’ve been busy.”
“Oh.” There was a pause before Bobby spoke again. “I was ... I was wondering ... I was wondering if maybe you might want to come over to my house. I was thinking maybe you could show me your boobies again.”
“I thought you were working on the school play with the drama club.”
“I was but Mr. Wingall gave everyone the day off so I didn’t have anything to do and that’s when I saw you and I thought maybe you’d like to come back to my house with me.”
“Ah, that’s sweet.” Actually, there was a reason that she’d started hanging around with Bobby but for the life of her, Kristi couldn’t seem to remember what that was.
“So what about it. You want to come back to my house and show me your boobies.”
“I guess I could,” Kristi agreed. It seemed as if she had something that she was supposed to do but for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to remember what it was.
“C-cool. If you don’t mind, we could walk to my house.”
“I don’t mind.”
Kristi couldn’t help but feel that there was something that just wasn’t quite right about walking home with Bobby but whatever it was never seemed to take shape in her mind and really, that wasn’t all that unusual, the teen told herself. If she was forgetting something important, it wouldn’t be the first time.
“Is your mom here?” Kristi asked when they arrived at Bobby’s house.
“N-no. She ... she knows I can take of myself,” he said proudly.
Kristi nodded knowingly. She could see where something like that might be important.
“You ... you said you’d show me your boobies.”
“You want to see my boobies, huh?”
“Yeah.”
Kristi pulled her top up out of her skirt and she proudly pulled her top up as high as it would go. “Here you go,” she said.
“You’re still wearing your bra,” Bobby observed. “You’re always wearing your bra. You never take it off.”
Kristi looked down at herself. Bobby was right. “But that’s easily corrected,” she said and as she said it, she pulled her top all the way up over her head and then she reached around her and she undid her bra and she finally let her proud, perky breasts out for Bobby to see.
“Wow.”
“You like?”
“Y-yeah.”
“I showed you mine. Now you show me yours.”
“Huh?”
Kristi nodded at the boy’s pants. “I showed you mine,” she said again. “You should show me yours.”
“Y-you want me to take these off?”
“What do you think?”
Bobby still paused for a moment before he grinned and then he opened his jeans and he pushed his jeans and his underwear down.
“Wow.”
“Y-you like?”
“Mmm yeah. In fact ...”
Kristi slid forward and then she dropped down in front of the boy and she wrapped a hand around the boy’s member and looked up at him before coyly moving forward and sliding her lips around the boy’s cock.
“Oh my,” the boy groaned.
He liked it, Kristi thought. That was so cool. He liked it when she sucked his cock.
“Fuck.”
He really liked it, Kristi thought. He really liked it.
“Fuck,” Bobby groaned again and then he groaned yet again.
It actually caught her by surprise when Bobby came in her mouth but she was so surprised that she didn’t even pull back when he did it but instead kept her mouth where it was as Bobby continued to cum in her mouth.
“Fuck,” the boy groaned yet again.
Kristi licked her lips. She couldn’t have put it better herself. She could still taste Bobby’s cum in her mouth and she loved the taste of it. She was so lucky, she told herself. She was so lucky that Bobby had wanted to see her boobies and she was so lucky that Bobby had wanted to show her his weenie and she was even more lucky that Bobby had been willing to let her suck on his weenie thing. Bobby was so nice. She really liked Bobby.
Kristi had the vague feeling that something was terribly wrong but for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to remember what that was but if she really tried to concentrate, she had the feeling that it had something to do with Ted.
Ted was Bobby’s friend and Bobby was her friend. She liked Bobby. She liked him a lot so why should she think there was something wrong with Ted. It just didn’t make any sense.
Then again, it wasn’t like that was anything new to her. Things making sense that is. It seemed like things never made sense to her the way they did to everyone else.
And even that thought made her feel bad. She had the feeling that it hadn’t always been that way. She had the feeling that there’d been a time when things had made sense to her, too.
But of course that was just plain silly. It was wishful thinking and while it was fun to wish for stuff like that, it didn’t change the way things were. She just wasn’t very good at thinking.
So there she was in Mr. Thurman’s class. She acted like she was paying attention but she really wasn’t and she couldn’t help but think that something was wrong.
One thing that wasn’t wrong was Bobby. She was doodling in her notebook when she realized that she’d been drawing pictures of Bobby’s weenie all over the page she was on.
She quickly turned the page in embarrassment. There was absolutely nothing wrong with Bobby’s weenie but even if she wasn’t sure why, she knew she wasn’t supposed to be drawing his weenie in her notebook.
She was lonely. Her friends weren’t really talking to her anymore and Kristi had no idea why. But Bobby talked to her and she liked that. She liked it a lot. She wondered if maybe if she showed Bobby her boobies again, if maybe he’d show her his weenie and if he did, she wondered if he’d put it in her mouth again. She caught herself before she doodled another picture of Bobby’s weenie into notebook again. She really liked Bobby’s weenie. She really liked it a lot.
The morning seemed to drag on and on and on. It was so boring sitting there listening to things you didn’t understand and it was even worse when it seemed as if you were the only one who didn’t get it but at least her teachers didn’t call on her anymore in class. It was always so embarrassing to have to keep saying “I don’t know” over and over again.
Finally, lunch time came around and at least that was something she could do without feeling stupid. Well not as stupid maybe because her friends still didn’t seem to want to do anything with her.
That was why she’d started bringing her lunch to school with her ... well when she remembered to bring it ... because even if she just sat on a bench all by herself, she still didn’t feel as stupid as she did with all her friends.
She’d just started to eat her lunch when who should come walking by but Bobby himself. “Hey, Bobby,” she called out. “Whatcha doin’?”
“I was just going home for lunch.”
“Hey, do you think I could come with you?”
“You want to come with me?”
“Yes,” Kristi gushed, “and maybe after lunch you can show me your weenie.”
Bobby grinned at that. “Only if you show me your boobies first.”
Kristi grinned back. “Of course. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Well then come on. Let’s go.”
It wasn’t long before the two teens were back at Bobby’s house. “Do you come home for lunch often?” Kristi asked.
“Sometimes. Mom doesn’t really like it when I’m here alone.”
“She’s not here, is she?”
“Nah. She’s at work.”
“Good. So, um, so do you want to see my boobies?”
“Sure.”
Kristi pulled her top up and over her head and she didn’t stop there. Moments later, she stripped off her bra as well. “So do you like them? Wait. Don’t answer that. I think maybe you need to see this,” and with that, Kristi stripped off her skirt and her panties. “Now you can answer. Do you like them?”
“Y-yeah.”
“If you like them, can I see your weenie then?”
“S-sure.”
He was doing it, Kristi thought. He wasn’t just taking off his pants but he was taking off all his clothes but of course that meant he was taking off his pants and his underwear and that meant she was going to get to see his weenie and when she finally did get to see Bobby’s weenie, Kristi just couldn’t help but purr at the sight of it. Bobby Jordan had to have the best weenie that there ever was. “Can I suck it?” she asked.
“Sure.”
Kristi knelt down and she took that cock in her mouth and even as she did, her hand massaged Bobby’s nuts.
“Oh yeah,” Bobby groaned.
It wouldn’t be long now. Kristi was sure of that but at seemingly the last moment, Bobby pulled back.
“What’s wrong?” Kristi asked. “Don’t you like it?”
“Sure but I was thinking we could do something else.”
“Something else?”
Bobby nodded and he moved closer to her and as he did, he slid a hand between Kristi’s legs. “I was thinking maybe we could put it here,” he said.
Kristi couldn’t help but feel her heart race. “Okay,” she stammered. “What should we do?”
“Let’s go to my bedroom.”
“Okay.”
“Lie down on my bed,” was Bobby’s next suggestion.
“Okay. Now what?”
“Now we do this.”
This was Bobby moving in on top of her and this was sliding his weenie in between her legs and Kristi couldn’t help but moan as he entered her. Bobby Jordan really did have the best weenie ever.
Bobby was watching her as his cock fucked her pussy and Kristi couldn’t help but look up at him breathlessly. She wanted him to do this. She wanted it so bad.
Bobby groaned and even as she felt Bobby putting something warm and wet up between her legs she felt her own body ignite in pleasure. Bobby was right. This was even better than her sucking his cock which led to the one unescapable conclusion.
Bobby Jordan was so smart.
Kristi was sitting in Gail Wallace’s office. Miss Wallace was the school’s guidance counselor. “Do you know why you’re here, Kristi?”
Kristi shook her head.
“It’s about your performance. Your recent performance. Are you aware that your grades have been slipping?”
Kristi shook her head. She had the vague feeling that something was wrong but now that Miss Wallace mentioned it, Kristi remembered that her grades had been falling off of recent.
“Is there anything wrong at home?”
Kristi shook her head.
“Well your teachers tell me you’re falling behind in everything. That’s not just one teacher. That’s all of them. What do you have to say to that?”
Kristi just shrugged.
What the hell was wrong with the girl, the guidance counselor wondered. Was she on drugs but almost as soon as she thought it, she dismissed it. She had a better way to get the girl’s attention. “You know with the sort of performance that you’ve been exhibiting of recent, I think maybe you need a change in scenery. Perhaps a stint in a remedial learning program. How’s that sound?”
“Okay.”
“Wait a minute. You want to go into remedial learning?”
“Sure.”
They led Kristi to a new class and Kristi just stood there while Miss Wallace talked to Mrs. Summerfield. Finally, Miss Wallace left and Mrs. Summerfield turned to Kristi. “You can take a seat anywhere you like,” she said.
Kristi looked around the classroom. This was so stupid, she tried to tell herself but then she saw Bobby. There was a seat open next to him and just looking at him seemed to just make that annoying thought go away. “Can I go sit next to Bobby?” she asked.
“You can sit anywhere you’d like so yes, you can sit next to Bobby.”
Kristi went and took her seat next to Bobby.
“What are you doing here?” Bobby asked.
“Sitting.”
“No. I mean what are you d-doing here. You know what this class is, don’t you? It’s a class for people who don’t think so good.”
“It turns out I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was.”
“Really?”
Kristi nodded.
“I’m glad you’re here. It’s good to have a friend like you here with me.”
Kristi nodded again. It was good to have a friend. She was glad Bobby was here with her, too.
“Maybe later you can show me your boobies.”
“You want to see my boobies?”
“Not right now. Right now, we have to listen to Mrs. Summerfield. But we can do it later.”
That sounded great, Kristi thought. She wanted to show Bobby her boobies. Then again, there were other things she wanted to show him, too.
“Don’t you worry,” Bobby said confidently. “I’ll show you what to do.”
Kristi nodded yet again. Bobby was so smart, she was certainly lucky that she had him as a friend.
The old man chuckled. Bobby was a good kid, the man thought to himself. It was about time that some good things happened to him and as for Kristi, well maybe she’d be a little nicer to other people now.