Chapter 21 Freddie Escapes


Sam was in shock. Her sister and best friend were in bed together and having sex. It was the last thing she ever expected to see. This was no health class examination of body parts; this was a full blown make out session. The funky odor of pussy filled the air; a smelly testimony to what must have been some heavy duty orgasms.

Carly and Melanie were themselves shocked by Sam's untimely appearance. Both girls jumped and sat up in unison when she exclaimed, "What...... the fuck......is going on!" Carly's shock was quickly replaced by anger and a significant amount of shame……...which always makes anger more intense.

Carly went on the offensive. "Damn it Sam….don't you know how to knock!"

"Well hell Carly!"………….."I didn't expect to see you wrist deep in my sister's pussy…………...next time I'll call before dropping by!"

"Don't get bitchy Sam………it's really none of your business what me and Melanie do."

Sam looked at Melanie. Her face had turned a new shade of red and for the first time ever she was temporarily unable to speak.

"I can't believe it…my best friend and my sister………what are you two now….muff monkeys…..clamaholics………tuna bandits?"

"Listen Sam," Melanie said in a surprisingly calm voice, "I'll explain everything but I think Carly and I need a few minutes to get dressed and to recover from being caught in what amounts to a very private situation. Just go upstairs to the studio and we'll be up in about 10 minutes."

"Don't try and act like I'm the one doing something wrong here Melanie…..I wasn't the one just caught tuning Carly's radio knobs….that was all you!"

Melanie's voice remained low and calm, "just go upstairs and wait. I think all three of us need a few minutes to calm down."


Freddie was hiding behind the shower curtain. This was like a scene out of an old horror movie, but instead of a monster, there was something far worse to worry about: a pissed off Puckett. This was a shitty hiding place but at least he could hear everything being said in the bedroom. Sam sounded really upset…….maybe even too upset. She should be shocked but she sounded more ……..angry. This wasn't the time to psychoanalyze his psycho girlfriend; this was the time to keep quiet and hide. He just hoped the girls kept quiet about him.


Sam silently agreed with Melanie and knew she was right. All three of them were at the moment overly aroused….Melanie and Carly even more so….but that's what happens when you get caught with your hands in the cookie jar….or in Carly's case….the "pussy jar."

Sam shook her head and turned to leave the room. She really did need a few minutes to collect her thoughts and to process what she had just seen. She walked towards the door but suddenly stopped before leaving. "Where's Freddie?" she asked, "I've been trying to call him all day but his phone just goes straight to voice mail."


Freddie's eyes bulged and his asshole slammed shut. "I'm going to get caught," he thought, "and she is going kick my ass!" This was an impossible situation to explain. Carly and Melanie, in bed together and making out was bad enough, but finding him naked in the bathroom would be too much for Sam to handle. He could only imagine the ass whooping that would ensue.

Freddie was frozen with fear. "Oh fuck," he thought, "those bitches better not rat me out. Just say I'm not here and you haven't seen me…..do it you pussy eating bitches…..just lie….just fucking lie!"


"We don't know where Freddie is," Carly said in her most matter of fact tone. "I've been ….busy with Melanie for most of the day…..I have no idea where Freddie is."

"Yea I guess you two have been busy all day," said Sam as sarcastically as possible. I just really need to see him….now more than ever."

"Well," Melanie thought to herself, "if you had showed up about 10 minutes ago you would have had a great view of Freddie's tongue up my ass."

At the same time Carly was thinking nearly the same thing. "Well Sam, if Freddie's kisses taste like ass…..you can thank me….and your sweet slutty sister. We supplied the ass!"

Sam looked at Melanie, "why the smirk?" she asked, "and what happened to your hair?"

"I was just thinking about what must be going through your mind right now and the hair, well, I'll explain that later too."

"You have no fucking idea what's going through my mind," Sam said, her tone laced with disgust. "Shit….…I've got to get away for a few minutes……….I'm going upstairs……..so don't be too long; after I talk to you two….ladies….I have to find my "Boyfriend"……Freddie. "

"We'll be right up after we get dressed," Carly said.


Sam turned and left the bedroom. She walked over to the elevator and rode it upstairs to the studio. When the door opened she realized her world had changed. Her innocence was gone and her conception of the world was wrecked forever. "My sister and best friend," she said aloud………"fucking dykes!..............well at least there's one thing I can always count on…………..and that's Freddie. He will always be my sweet and innocent nerd. I've got to see him..…Freddie where the fuck are you?"


Carly leaped from her bed and ran to the bathroom.

"Quick Freddie…your... "girlfriend"... is upstairs……..get out while you can!"

Freddie popped his head from behind the curtain. "Are you sure it's OK to go?"

"Yea Sherlock….I heard the elevator."

"Thanks Carly I owe you one."

Freddie rushed from the shower, as he passed Carly, he stopped for a moment for a kiss and a quick titty feel. After this final molestation of the day, he ran around the bedroom collecting his clothes. He was like a nerdy Flash………..dressing in under sixty seconds. Carly and Melanie watched in amazement as their cowardly lover avoided catastrophe one more time.

Freddie ran over to Melanie and gave her a quick but passionate kiss. "We're not finished here, you owe me some pussy" he said….."I'll call you later….when I get a new phone that is."

She smiled, "I'll talk to you later……when I get a new phone too."

"Bye horny sluts," Freddie said, as he left Carly's bedroom of iniquity.

"Bye two timing motherfucker," Carly called out.

"See you later ass licker," chimed in Melanie.


Freddie moved at near warp speed through Carly's apartment. "Phase one completed," he said, pulling her front door closed behind him, " now commencing phase two," which was taking the door key from his pocket and opening his front door. In two seconds he was in; home free. The relief he felt from slamming the door behind him was almost orgasmic. "I've done it!" he said………"I've done it!"

"Done what?" said Sam, as she walked out of his bedroom.

Freddie froze in terror; his comeuppance had finally come-upped.

"Oh fuck," he thought……."now what am I going to do?"