SANDY

SANDRA

Charlie Brown had his little
red-headed girl and I had mine.
We were both 18 and in our
senior year of high school.

I was an abused child. Physically
and sexually. I didn’t date nor look
to hook up. I was scared and in
hiding. School was a big escape.

That was when I was allowed to
attend. Mom would keep me home
and I would struggle to catch up
on school work. I got a pity diploma.

The teachers knew my background
of foster homes and constant home
moves and I may have graduated on
effort rather than my actual grades.

But, this was gym class in the final
quarter of the year and the weather
was nice. We did outdoor activities
and we took communal showers.

All the class at least walking through
the many shower heads together.
Some girls like myself and Sandy
used soap and also washed our hair.

A glance over to her and a smile back,
made something inside me click. I
looked at her closely. The hair, so many
freckles and the curve of her naked ass.

If I had been a teen boy, no doubt I
would have had the boner of all time.
Instead, I felt arousal in my clit – a
“girl boner”. I was in hot lust.

Gym became my favorite class. I
looked and tried to memorize that
fine ass and the tuft of red fuzz that
made me drool. I wanted to taste her.

I hoped that no one noticed me looking.
When I did, she would just smile back.
A nervous “we are all butt naked” smile.
Her breasts were small and perky.

She had nipples I wanted to chew on
and fur I wanted to spread to lick
what I would find between her legs.
At home, on the toilet I touched myself.

Difficult to do with five people people
in a two bedroom/one bath – at least
this apartment had a bathroom door
and Lenny, the stepfather was gone.

I shared a bed with my youngest
sister so touching myself there I
would surely get caught. Mom slept
on the couch. Big sister had a bed.

Bo just slept wherever he fell asleep.
Sometimes even under the kitchen
table at that apartment. Or in the tub. Four years since he had his own room.

I guess she was my first crush. I knew
her body completely after 10 weeks…
seeing her gash and butthole when she bent after dropping her bar of soap.

Then we graduated. I was practically
handed over to Fatboy (my abusive
first husband) to marry me off. That
didn’t end well but thankfully ended.

I saw Sandy at the 5 year reunion.
She was there with HER GIRLFRIEND.
A woman who could have nearly been
my clone. Another missed opportunity.