Tales From The Basement

Donna's outburst has made you realize that she's absolutely right. You do hide out in the basement from the real world because you're scared of getting hurt.

You ponder several times on whether or not to go back to Julie's and finally you do.

When you get there, a few more people have arrived. Most of Donna's friends are already talking to various guys. No sign of Donna or Julie though. You ask where they are and someone dismissively says her bedroom.

Your heart sinks when you hear this. You can't believe you were briefly swayed by Donna's self-righteous speech! Here you were thinking that maybe she was right, and what happens? She's fucking Julie! You're just glad you didn't allow yourself to get too emotionally involved to get hurt, but you are mad and fully intend on giving the both of them a piece of your mind!

You quickly make your way to Julie's bedroom and throw open the door.

"JULIE! DONNA! ...Oh."

You see Donna and Julie sitting a respectable distance from each other, they both look in your direction with surprise on their face. Still, you maintain your suspicion.

"…what're you doing here Donna?"
"I was trying to console Julie, by telling her that you didn't mean to be a bitch, it was just you didn't know how to react to human emotions. And what're you doing here storming in like that…wait. YOU thought me and Julie were in here having sex didn't you?!"

You sputter and answer.

"Well…I…"
"Yes you did! So were you jealous or something?" Donna asks.
"NO! I was just…look. I took what you told me into consideration I decide you might be right. So I came back here, and when someone told me you and Julie were in the bedroom together, I just sort of got a little crazy."
"Jeez, Suzy I know you think I'm slutty, but I wouldn't have rebounded with your sister!" Julie sniffles still wiping her eyes.
"Yeah, I would've thought by now that you knew I kept my sluttiness to just guys. No offense." Donna adds with smirk on her face.

You sit down coming to grips with all that has gone on within the last few moments. Donna at this point decides to leave.

"I think the both of you have a lot to talk about, so I'm going back to the party."

Julie turns to you, still wiping her eyes.

"So, you came back."
"Yeah, I came back."
"Not to break my heart again I hope."
"Alright Julie let's not be overly dramatic. Look, I suppose on some level I might like you. I've never just considered us together like that before, but Donna said some things that sort of ring true. However, that doesn't mean I'm throwing all my beliefs out the window. If we do this, I mean if you're REALLY this serious about us. I need you promise me that from here on out, that I'M the ONLY one."

Julie walks over to you and grabs your hand tightly.

"You will be. I swear, I'll change for you, because I love you."

At this point Julie moves in to kiss you again, but this time you don't push her away. The pair of you embrace and begin to remove each other clothes. For the first time you don't ponder getting hurt or anything like that, you just live in the moment.

Julie's naked body lies on top of yours. You feel the warmth of her and enjoy her tongue which first explores your breasts and eventually your clit. You then feel her fingers enter inside you. Your back arches in excitement as she proceeds to bring you closer to a climax.

You don't get a chance to return the favor because when Julie finally causes you to have an orgasm you soon fall asleep completely satisfied.

A couple hours later you feel something completely different. Something going inside you. You open your eyes and see a teenage guy on top of you. He's a little shocked when you scream, which is good because it gives you enough time to push him off of you and roll of the bed. You pick up a nearby lamp ready to throw it if necessary.

"Whoa whoa whoa! No need for that! I thought you were passed out!" The teenager explains.
"Passed out? And that gave you the right to try to rape me?"
"Hey it's not rape! I wasn't hitting you or forcing you or anything." He replies, totally oblivious to the fact that what he was doing was wrong.

You refuse to argue with this teenage idiot and chase him with the lamp until he runs out the bedroom door. You get dressed as quickly as you can to find Julie. From the sound of the music it's apparent that the party is now in full swing.

You don't really want to think it, but you know damn well what's going to happen next.

You leave the bedroom and ask where Julie is; various people say they don't know. While fighting your way through the crowd you bump into Donna.

"Hey, oh uh…"
"Donna, where's Julie?"
"…Suzy maybe you were right…"
"Donna, where the fuck is Julie?"
"Suzy you don't really want to see…let's just go home."
"Don't tell me what I don't want to see. I'm a big girl, now where is Julie?"
"…she's in the backyard…I'm sorry…"

You make your way to the backyard and that's when you see Julie. She's engaging in her favorite past time of blowing one guy while another rails her from behind. You step up past the on looking crowd. Julie sees you out the corner of her eye and you get the impression she'd try to explain if she didn't have a dick in her mouth.

"It's alright Julie, I know you're real busy right now and can't talk so just listen. I don't blame you. I allowed myself to be temporarily swayed. Actually it's a good thing this happened so soon, I didn't get too hurt and it just proves I was right all along. Besides, I guess I can thank you for the sex at least. I'm sure its experience that we'll both remember, because it's not going to happen again. Don't contact me again for anything. Goodbye Julie."

You walk away and a few seconds later you her Julie in the background calling for you, but you quickly lose her in the crowd.

You head home and back to your basement. It's odd, but you aren't really upset by this whole ordeal. True, you are a little disappointed, because on some level maybe you wanted it to go well, but now that it failed so spectacularly you don't really care. If anything you don't ever have to put up with Julie's chaotic cries for help ever again.

Maybe that's why you aren't upset. You managed to cut off yet another link to the outside world which gives even more of an excuse to remain in your basement.

But you've had enough of thinking about this for tonight; you go to sleep even more secure in the fact that your way of "life" is the correct one.
End Of Story