The Class of '81

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

"I love my job," I reply sincerely, "It's so rewarding to give people a hand when they need one." (in more ways than one)

Kent is looking entirely too happy, sitting there with his head swivelling back and forth... he's probably thinking up all sorts of scenarios. In wonder if he's going to make a move towards either one of us, or is waiting for us to jump on him.

 

[caspai]

I sit down, but next to the good doctor, not next to Kent. No use in letting him think he has things too easy. A woman as a friend. What a concept. I think I might have to ~explore~ this further.

"So tell me, what made you decide to go into that line of work? I have always found sex interesting, but I guess that isn't much of a secret, is it?"

 

[TXExpress]

Kent is ... uh ... confused

Now what do I do?

I mean, I have these two AWESOME women at my table ... talking to each other? I sniff my armpit, a la Flounder in "Animal House," then quietly stand up.

"Anyone need a refill?"

Strangely, they don't seem to hear. And they are sitting ... awfully close together.

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

I smile warmly at Amanda, ignoring Kent. Well, almost ignoring him... I can hear his somewhat ragged breathing on the other side of me.

"Well, Amanda, I don't know if you were aware, but Mr. Malone taught me a whole lot of things and is actually the person responsible for my interest. Did you ever, uh, do anything with him?"

I hear a strangled gurgle from Kent, but choose not to look his way.

 

[caspai]

"Oh, yeah, him, the one who was always calling girls in for tutorials? Did anyone ever catch onto his game?"

I look over to Kent, who has a very strange, almost strangled look on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Kent, yes, I would love to have Sex-on-the-beach. Oh, that is a drink by the way."

I grin at the way he jumps when he hears my drink order.

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

I look horrified at what Amanda has told me.

"You mean I wasn't Mr. Malone's only one? I wonder how many of us he 'initiated'."

I ignore Kent and lean over closer to Amanda, seeming to nuzzle her ear.

"You smell delicious, what is that you're wearing?"

 

[TXExpress]

Kent is ... gonna go get those drinks now

"OK," I say, trying to be cheerful, "that's one Sex on the Beach for Amanda. Marissa ... what can I get for you?"

Were this a Warner Bros. cartoon, the sound of crickets chirping would be deafening. As it stands, I sidestep over to the bar, keeping one eye firmly on a scene that should be arousing me but right now has me ... very, very confused.

"Bartender ... a beer and a Sex on the Beach."

He mumbles something through a crooked grin.

I don't hear it at first, then I figure it out.

"No, I didn't get the old teacher's phone number. Asshole. So much for your tip."

 

[caspai]

OOC: I am so tempted to say "estrogen", have been waiting for years to say that line, but since it was just on television, it won't look witty anyway, so I will avoid the bad joke. Well, almost."

IC: "I have always worn musk. Kind of a trade mark. Reminds people of me. I have this thing about always having to be the center of attention. Always have had.

"Don't know how many Mr. Malone had, but he had me. Then let a couple of the guys from the football team know what a good time I was. Oh well, water under the bridge. Always thought it was best to turn the tables on people. What is past is past, right?"

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

I love the way Kent looks confused... it's nice that it's someone other than me for a change.

Under the protection of the long tablecloth, I do some fancy moving, and when Kent returns to the table I drag him by his shirt down to the level of my mouth.

"Kent, honey," I tease, pressing something into his hand.

"I wonder if you can take care of this for me... I'm not going to be needing it for the rest of the night."

His expression is priceless, his mouth is hanging open.

In his hand... a red scrap of lace, weighing not more than half an ounce... my panties.

 

[caspai]

Seeing the scrap of red lace wisk into Kent's hand, I smile, thinking, hmm, she has nerve. I wouldn't even have dared that move. I could learn a thing or two from this woman. That doesn't happen very often...

"So, did you come to this reunion looking to settle scores, or did you just want to look up old friends and get ~reacquainted~? I wanted all the jerks here to see that they hadn't been able to hurt me."

 

[TXExpress]

Kent is ... dodging shattered glass

*CRASH*

My beer and Amanda's drink hit the floor with a deafening sound as Marissa places her warm, red panties into my hand. My jaw feels is if it just dropped three feet.

I think hard, trying to come up with a clever retort, when I spot Amanda's right hand moving up Marissa's left thigh, toward an area, as I know, now unguarded. So I say the first thing that comes to mind:

"Uh ..."

 

[caspai]

"You know, Marissa, I know most of the men in this room better than my gynecologist knows me, if you know what I mean, and most of them aren't really worth that dress you are wearing. Sure you don't want to find somewhere for us to talk more quiet than this place? We could compare notes on Mr. Malone...or...something..."

I slide an experimental hand up Marissa's leg, just to guage reaction.

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

It surprises me that I'm doing nothing to discourage Amanda, although this is certainly new territory for me.

Kent makes more babbling sounds, clutching my undies. He probably thought I was doing this all for him... typical guy response.

I smile up at him coyly, batting green eyes.

"Why, Kent, are you happy to see me, or...?"

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

And then I quickly turn to Amanda, kissing her cheek.

"Yeah, what say you and I find a quiet spot..."

 

[Cutie Lillie]

Ms. Crochity

Startled by the sound of breaking glass...turns around.

Ah, yes..that young man again. Hmmmmm, he certainly is looking mighty vunerable.. do I dare?


Ms. Crochity catches Kent's eye and fashions a little *wave* to him across the room, while thrusting her hip out in an alluring way...

Well....

Alluring for her....

 

[TXExpress]

Kent is ... babbling now

"Uh ... very. Happy. To see you. I am."

They are ... leaving? Together? Sans me?

I don't even get a preview? Or a video?

I am trying to figure out a way to salvage something from what started as a dream come true and now appears to be the Titanic, plunging under the depths.

They are now staring at one another, glassy-eyed. I am staring at ... my shoes.

 

[caspai]

Slowly removing my hand from where it had been resting, I stand up and walk over to Kent, placing the very same hand on his cheek as I pass, giving him a pat.

Marissa and I are going to find someplace quiet to ~talk~. I see we are leaving you in good hands, though. Maybe we will catch up with you later. *soft laughter greets his ears as I walk away*

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Marissa

Poor Kent... NOT.

I, too, say goodbye to him, only I take advantage of his open-mouth bafflement to give him a tantalizing kiss he won't soon forget.

"See you later, honey," I whisper, "I might have another little present for you if you're good. In the meantime, guard the lingerie, will you?"

And I sweep by, knowing he's watching us leave, knowing his imagination is running amok.

 

[TXExpress]

Kent is ... oh, no

And when I look up from my shoes ... AAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH

Miss Crochity!

I jump slightly, thinking that might startle the ladies at my table. It doesn't. They're gone. I thought I heard them say something, then laugh. One of them might have even kissed me. I really don't know. I am numb. As they walk toward the door, arms wrapped around one another, I fleetingly think about asking Miss Crochity if she'd like a drink. Then ... ah, the hell with it. Time to go over to The Plaza, check into my room, and see what's on the pay-per-view soft-porn channels.

So I do.

 

[TXExpress]

Conclusion, Scene I

I am in my hotel room. Alone. Confused. Absolutely numb.

Two incredibly sexy women just ditched me ... for each other.

A teacher older than dirt grabbed my ass.

A one-time wallflower just made me do something ... very embarassing, then vanished.

A waitress young enough to be my daughter made me feel ... old enough to be her grandfather.

*sigh*

Wonder if they get Cinemax here?

I drift off to sleep, knowing I plan to skip the barbecue, but still wondering who might go there. Saving my strength for the dance. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

 

[TXExpress]

The next morning, Scene II

OOC: Kent plans to skip the barbecue, being sans family and all, but would love to see other characters attend and develop subplots. I plan to PM a couple of you; if you have any ideas, fire 'em my way.

IC:

"Ugh.

"Whatta night."

I wake up to a very nice scent ... and it's right next to me.

"Wait a minute ... I don't remember ..."

Then it hits me. I look over and spot, on the pillow next to me ...

Marissa's red panties. Ah, well. At least they smell good. Part of me thinks I should leave a little present of my own in them before I return 'em, but ... nah. Show a little class, Kent. Rise above it.

Speaking of which, rising-wise ...

One quick hotel pay-per-view movie later ...

Ah ... that's better.

No well in hell am I going to the barbecue, especially after last night. I think I set a new school record for collective foibles, although at least none that topped the 10-year fiasco.

Still, I can't help but wonder who else might show up there ...

 

[Celestia]

Mrs. Janet Yates

She had already missed last nights get together. Her plane had only arrived this morning. She couldn't believe she was coming back here, to this god forsaken small town. If it wasn't for Jake begging her to come with, she would have never considered leaving New York.

Janet Yates was formely Central's drama teacher. Back then she had been fresh faced and straight out of college, the Eager Beaver so to speak. Wanting to introduce the students to the magic of the theater. She had been married out of high school and soon to be divorced, so her full attention had gone into her students and curriculum.

It was her third year of teaching at Central, her divorce in it's final stages, when she discovered talent in a breathtaking senior. His ability was natural and she couldn't help but cast him as the lead in the senior play. From that day forward Jake McKinnley had become her leading man.

Their romance had been "hush hush" until after he graduated, and in his last year of college he had asked her to marry him as soon as the graduation ceremony was over. Which she whole heartedly agreed too. After all he was her knight in shining armor.

Unfortuanatley he was also playing roles with four other women and she had no choice but exit the relationship. When he called to ask her to come to the reunion she was dead set against it, but after several more late night conversations she had agreed to meet him. Perhaps things would be better and she wouldn't have to have a second divorce chalked upon her failures list.

She straightend her halter and smoothed back her unruly hair as she walked across the park from her rented car towards the designated barbeque area.

 

[Celestia]

Josie Thompson

Oh God please let this go smoothly

After last nights near fiasco, she didn't think she could handle another disaster of any type. She shook her head in wonderment over Ms. Crotchity's wandering fingers goosing all the men.

Old bitty.

She smoothed her Central High School cheerleading sweater over her much to ample breasts. Two kids will do that to you, thank goodness for push up bras. She just prayed no one would notice the rubber band holding the little pleated skirt together at the zipper. She hadn't really gained that much weight over the years, it just seemed that having kids and being a full time wife and mother had sort of readjusted her figure...slightly.

Ok ok ok, Josie pull it together, you were head cheerleader for two years and class vice president. You run the PTA and sit on the community board, you can pull off one weekend of simple reunion fun.

She looked at her watch. Families would be arriving anytime now. She threw her ponytailed hair behind her and clapped her hands together. "Ready. OK!"

 

[caspai]

Alexandria DevlinTa

Tall, and dressed in the latest fashion, I mean, ~the~ latest fashion, this stuff isn't even on the runways yet, I had been tall, awkward, and always dressed in sweats in high school. Now, after a very successful career as a model, and now as a recognized fashion editor, I have come back to settle some scores. One of them is that jerk Kent. He had made high school just one long nightmare for me, and I wanted him to know that he had been wrong all those times he had told me to give up, that the ungly duckling had only been an ugly duckling, and would never turn into a swan. Lets just see how much fun he thinks it is now.

Throughout my career, I have managed to attain a polish through travel and entertaining. I have eaten in the best restaurants. I have stayed in castles, chateaux, only the very best five star hotels. I am on a first name basis with royalty, for god's sake! So why do I find it necessary to come back to this dump? Well, because no matter what, no matter how far I travel, or how much I do, there is still a little lost girl inside of me that believes all of those taunts. I am here to slay the demons inside of me, and finding Kent and humiliating him is how I intend to do that. Now, all I have to do is find him. Where could he be?

 

[Celestia]

Josie

Squinting to see who is coming over the crest of the hill. She takes a few steps away from the pavillion. Whoever it was she was not around last night.

Oh gracious sakes is that....no it couldn't be. Alexandria?

With hands fluttering infront of her, looking like she was about to take flight she skipped out towards her fellow classmate like they had been friends forever.

"Alex! Over here!" she waved a her hand above her head trying to get the woman' attention.