Five weeks later
Monday
Safehouse C
Here we were in a fresh new year.
The fifth day of January had dawned, cold and wet. But we were happy, within the nice warm Safehouse.
I think I had made Marcus' New Year; I had called him up at two minutes past midnight.
"Hi Marcus! Happy New Year!"
"Mindy! Happy New Year! It's so good to hear your voice! You two okay?"
"Yes, we are, I promise!"
"Stay safe!"
It was just a little thing, but it made me feel good and I think Marcus enjoyed it, too!
Dave was working on the bars, as he usually did each morning and pulling himself up – on his own! This was a big change from a couple of months ago when he barely lifted himself a couple of inches off of the ground! Now he could even do it one handed! There was a problem, though – I enjoyed watching him exercise!
Dave had gained some muscles, quite a few actually and I would regularly see his stomach and each time I caught sight of his now, well-formed, abs I got this weird feeling around my stomach and... Let's not go there! I was actually starting to get embarrassed when I saw him without his top on! How stupid could I get; he's Dave for fuck's sake and more than two years older than me and I didn't even have tits yet!
I spoke to Chloe about my feelings and she just laughed and said that it was perfectly normal. Apparently, there were certain boys and people on TV that resulted in her getting 'very excited', as she had put it, but didn't explain any further! I had resorted to the internet to gather some much needed knowledge on what was going on inside of me, but I then discovered that certain words typed into a search engine, returned some very undesirable, although intriguing, results that made me blush – quite badly! Not to mention that I panicked if Dave came near me while I was on the computer - in case he saw anything that I didn't want him to see. I understood that it was all to do with hormones and mine were, apparently, raging!
Did I 'fancy' Dave? Not knowingly, but subconsciously... Again, let's not go there! Obviously, Dave had no interest in me; I had nothing to offer him - at all! I was even tempted the other week to peer in on Dave, while he was in the shower, but chickened out at the last second. Why did I even try? What possessed me? I didn't know, curiosity maybe?
While Dave's body does look very appealing, me? If Dave ever saw me naked, he would probably just laugh! For some reason that thought gave me the desire to put it to the test and let Dave see me naked... My mind was very disturbed that week!
Despite Chloe being younger than me, she was further ahead in development than I was and she actually had breasts, almost non-existent, but still bigger than mine! She was quite happy to show me them, which I found more than a little disturbing and thankfully she didn't show me anything else!
I was no stranger to the male anatomy and I had seen a man's 'equipment' before and I had actually cut one off, once! I never really got shy or embarrassed about seeing that sort of thing, not until now!
Normally Dave and I aren't usually too bothered about privacy. He often saw me in just a towel or in knickers and a t-shirt – hell, he's even seen my bare chest, which has as many bumps as an ice rink! He often only wears shorts and a t-shirt, but sometimes during training he dumps his t-shirt. It never occurred to me to be shy or embarrassed - besides if Dave tried anything I'd kill him, so I didn't need to worry about that! But I knew that Dave would never do anything like that to me. He cared about me, at least I liked to think so.
Dave had completed his motorcycle training and had his Junior Motorcycle licence, with the help of a high quality ID that made him sixteen!
I was impressed, as he seemed to have a talent for riding a motorcycle! Now, I just needed to obtain a decent motorcycle for him.
Chloe had dropped another surprise on me, soon after my birthday. It turned out that she rode motorcycles and quite well, too. I had some experience, from riding a small dirt bike, years ago, but I was way out of practice and I was way too young to go on a State course as Dave had done. Chloe had the great idea of taking me along to a club that she was a member of – they ride motorcycles off-road – a kind of motocross thing. I spent two weeks in December re-learning how to ride, with Chloe's help. I managed to add a few more bruises to my pre-existing collection, but did quite well, I thought.
Dave was impressed and he came along to each ride and from the third visit he started to ride, to build up his skills off-road. I was annoyed that Chloe was better than me, so persevered to improve! It was also great fun and I enjoyed racing Dave and Chloe. Dave usually won, but that would change...
I finally ordered a motorcycle for me, a small framed Honda. Dave insisted that he wanted to order his own motorcycle, so I left him to it. I had a feeling that he would get some dumbass piece of shit that would be completely useless!
"Dave – am I strange for wanting to see a boy naked?"
"What the fuck?" Dave asked, in response to my completely out of the blue question.
"Never mind!" I said.
"Puberty, huh? Does strange things to your mind!"
"Tell me about it!" I replied.
Mindy was behaving strangely, but I put it off to her growing up.
Take the other day as an example.
...X...
I had just come out of the shower and was wrapped in a towel. Mindy was watching a movie.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Top Gun!"
"Wow, that's an old film! Wouldn't have thought that was your thing!"
"I have the need… The need for speed…"
"That makes sense, I suppose!"
"Besides, I love seeing them play volley ball in the sand, topless…"
I just froze.
"I'm gonna go get a shirt on!"
...X...
It occurred to me that I might have a problem.
I'd heard of raging hormones, but damn, these must be special Hit Girl hormones! Which probably meant that I was in for a world of hurt! I needed to find out how long puberty lasted in girls!
The following afternoon
Tuesday
I was out shopping and it had occurred to me that I should pick up some 'special items' for Mindy, as I had a feeling that she might need them at some point and it occurred to me that it might be better to be prepared!
I was standing in the store, with a pack of tampons in each hand. Which should I get?
"Dave?"
I turned around and found myself face to face with Marcus!
"How did you know it was me...?"
"I'm a Cop, Dave!"
Then Marcus looked down at my hands and laughed.
"Oh, you've got an entertaining time ahead of you! I've seen a normal girl through puberty and it was bad! Mindy, now that could be apocalyptic and I have to say: rather you than me, good luck Dave!" Marcus said and walked off chuckling to himself.
What the hell was all that supposed to mean!
I grabbed half a dozen boxes of what looked about right and went to pay!
Two days later
Thursday
Turned out that I was prudent to be prepared!
"Dave!"
That sounded like a very worried Mindy!
"What?" I called.
"I – I need… Oh fuck!"
I got up from the couch and wandered toward the bedrooms as Mindy's shouting seemed to be coming from her bedroom, but before I got there Mindy appeared and she looked pale.
"It's started!" She growled.
"Ah! Back in a minute!" I said and Mindy looked a little confused while I went and fetched one of the boxes that I had bought the other day.
"Should I read the instructions for you?" I teased, holding a box up.
Mindy gave me the scariest glare that I had ever received and I was seriously worried about my health at that moment!
"Give me that you fucker!"
Mindy ripped the box from my hand and stomped off to the bathroom without another word.
Forty minutes later
"You okay?" I asked carefully, as Mindy reappeared looking awkward and somewhat embarrassed.
"That was kinda weird!" Mindy said.
"I'll take your word for that!" I said, with a smirk.
"It's not fucking funny! I've got another thirty fucking years of this shit!"
"Just what I want to hear!" I groaned.
"Thanks Dave!" Mindy said seriously.
"What for?"
"Getting those – things – for me," Mindy said, looking shy.
"You look after me, Mindy; so I'll look after you."
"Partners to the very end, Dave!"
