Author's Notes and Disclaimer: Bonnie is left boyfriend-less for her Senior year of High School. The Gods of Animation (yours truly being one of them) conspire to make that problem go away... Maybe. I don't own the rights to the series Kim Possible. The Walt Disney Company owns all those legal things so I receive nothing for my toils here. This is just a hobby of mine so please pay me with reviews.

Bon Bon and the Food Chain

Chapter 4

"It was, nice, sitting with you today," Ron said as he and Bonnie walked out of the Synagogue a few steps ahead of his parents. He turned around and smiled at his mother who was practically beaming at the two. "And I think you've made my mom's week. She's always on my case to marry a good Jewish girl like you."

Bonnie turned around, smiled at Ron's parents and gave a little wave before she turned back to the blond boy. "I know what you're talking about. I don't know how many times my mom has ordered me to start dating you. She doesn't think I'll meet a nice Jewish boy when I go off to college." Bonnie glanced around obviously looking for someone. "Where's Kim? I thought she usually came with you to Shabbat."

Ron scowled and shrugged in defeat. "She used to."

"So, what happened?"

Ron let out with a heavy sigh. "Well, she really couldn't decide on a religion to believe in. Her parents were raised Protestant but she couldn't sit through the services with all the singing they did and the Dr s P don't go to church much no more with their heavy work schedules. Kim started coming with me but then she'd dragged me to the all different churches in the area on Sunday. She never found one she liked. Kim definitely doesn't like our little Temple. Too much Hebrew she says."

"So Kim believes but she doesn't attend services any more," Bonnie concluded.

"Yep, something like that," Ron chuckled as they reached Bonnie's car. "Now she's taken a bunch of stuff from the different churches and made up her own way of doing it. Kim says she'll make a joyful noise unto the Lord but not with any group and never with song."

"Kim and her singing talent," Bonnie laughed out loud. "That sounds just like her. I guess Kim is so independent she would go out and create her own religion." Bonnie opened the car door and turned to Ron. "You're coming over this afternoon so we can work on our report, aren't you?"

"I'll be over shortly," Ron nodded. "I need to go home to change and grab something to eat first. Gotta feed Rufus too."

The naked mole rat poked his head out Ron's pocket and greedily rubbed his paws together. "Cheese!"

"Sorry little buddy," Ron said shaking his head but with a light chuckle, "no cheese. Mom's got a roast in the slow cooker. It'll be ready by the time we get home."

"Awww," Rufus groaned and slunk back in his pocket home for a pre-lunch sulk and snooze.

"Well," Ron stalled a bit as he looked over to his parents waiting at their car, "us talking like this has probably made my mom's month by now."

"Do you want to make your mom's year?" Bonnie giggled. "I could give you a big kiss goodbye."

Ron let out a single syllable laugh. "That would make my mom's year, but no."

"Why not?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet," Ron plainly stated before he let a weak smile out. "It's a big decision so give me a little more time." He quickly walked over to his parents and waved goodbye over his shoulder.

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Ron held the plastic bag out as the front door opened. "Here you go Bonnie. I bought you a coupla bottles of your enhancer gunk to replace the stuff I used yesterday... and why are you naked? Were you sitting out by the pool?"

"Except for Shabbat this morning I haven't had any clothes on since you left here yesterday," Bonnie said as she accepted the gift. "And I've been frigging myself ever since I got home waiting for you to arrive. Come in." Bonnie grabbed Ron by the wrist and yanked him in the door.

"Are we going to study out by the pool?" Ron asked as he took a few steps toward the kitchen and patio area, "or are we going to work somewhere else like the living room?"

"Neither," Bonnie stated and stood her ground. "We're studying the male and female genitals so we might as well have some visual references. I didn't like the illustrations you found on the Internet so take all your clothes off now and get up to my bedroom!" She practically ripped his t-shirt off.

Ron shrugged and slouched off his cargo shorts, boxers and sandals. "Lead the way."

"You're really going to study with me while we're naked in my room?" Bonnie begged in astonishment. "I thought you'd at least put up a little struggle. Does that mean you want me?"

"I haven't decided yet," Ron said with a slight frown then quickly brightened, "but we've already seen each other naked so..." He motioned up the stairs and smiled. As they ascended the stairs Ron asked, "When will your parents be home from their convention?"

"If things go well they shouldn't be back until Tuesday."

"You mean if your dad wins or not," Ron casually stated.

"Yes, if daddy gets to the final round they'll be..." Bonnie stopped halfway up the staircase and turned to Ron. "How did you know?"

"That your dad's a professional poker player?" Ron filled in her sentence, "I saw the trophies and bracelets as we passed by the living room yesterday. It looks like he's a very good player if he's won three World Series of Poker bracelets. Those go to the top money winner for the year."

Bonnie started up the stairs again. "Yes that's true. Have you seen him play on television?"

"Only a few times," Ron chuckled. "I'm surprised no one else has picked up on his tell."

"What tell?" Bonnie froze in her tracks and spun towards Ron as she reached the top of the staircase. "I didn't think he had any outward cues to let on how he's going to play a hand."

"It's nothing major," Ron said nonchalantly as he walked up beside Bonnie, "but your dad always looks at his cards for exactly twenty seconds whenever he's about to bluff. Otherwise he takes twenty-two seconds or more to make a bet when his hand is decent or less than ten seconds to throw in a bad one."

"Really," Bonnie mused as she slowly led the way to her room, "I never noticed that. I'd better let him know someone has found a flaw in his game."

"Where are they playing this weekend?" Ron asked in pleasant conversation as they walked down the hall to the bedroom at the back of the house.

"They're in Barbados," Bonnie huffed as she entered her room. "Mom gets to go along to lend moral support and I have to stay at home. I never get to go along to any of the fun spots they play."

"Barbados is nice," Ron stated with his goofy grin flashing, "although I prefer the beaches on St. Martin."

"You've been to Barbados?" Bonnie marveled and left the door wide open as she plopped down on the huge king size bed with her legs spread wide apart. "When?"

"KP and I had a five hour stopover there last winter on our way back from Brazil when our ride had a small problem." Ron glanced around the room, shrugged and sat on the floor at the foot of the bed. He got busy taking his things out of his backpack. "Are we going to work on our paper now?"

"Nope," Bonnie clipped as she folded her arms behind her head, laid back and looked up at the ceiling. "I'd like to talk for a while first."

"That's weird," Ron muttered and stopped unpacking his homework.

"What's weird Ron Ron?" Bonnie begged, staring at nothing on the ceiling.

"That you don't want to get started on our paper," Ron said calmly. "That we're naked in your bedroom. That you actually wanna talk to me. That I'm usually the one to procrastinate. Take your pick."

"I've heard you like to procrastinate a lot so it's not very weird if I want to every once in a while, we all do," Bonnie said as she sat up on the bed. "Me wanting to stall a bit and talk to you shouldn't be that weird considering we're working on a report right now and in light of the subject matter. That we're both naked in my bedroom... that's a little strange I'll grant you." Bonnie paused for a second or two before she softly asked, "Does that help you in your decision?"

"Nope."

"Why not Ron?" Bonnie begged in frustration. "It's only a matter of whether or not you'll stick your dick in my pussy. What is there to think about?"

"To be truthfully honest," Ron said with a growing blush but wicked grin, "what about diseases? I've only been with KP and she's only been with me. We're free and clear of any STDs. How many partners have you been with?" Bonnie stared at Ron with wide eyes and jaw down around her bare breasts. "I know those kinds of things don't happen that often here in Middleton but..."

"No no Ron Ron," Bonnie stammered, "it's a legitimate question. I just never thought you'd be that, conscious, to even think about it. I mean I thought you'd just jump my bones when I took off my robe and showed off my homemade, nearly nothing bikini yesterday, being a red blooded boy and all."

"That thought did cross my mind when you took off your robe and brushed you hand up against me," Ron chuckled. "I had a vision of us rolling around on the pool deck in heat, tumbling into the water and drowning."

"So what stopped you?" Bonnie begged, curious.

"Kim and I snuck into the indoor pool at school one night a few weeks ago before school started and we both almost drown," Ron said deadpan. "Luckily Rufus was there."

Bonnie stared at Ron for a few seconds before she had to ask, "How did that little bald rat of yours save you and Kim?"

Ron gulped hard. "Kick boards and water wings. Lots and lots of water wings."

"Oh, I see."

"Do you?" Ron asked and perked up. "Anyway, you didn't answer my question."

"What question?"

"How many partners have you been with," Ron asked outright. "I mean in the Biblical sense." Bonnie's chin hit her chest in embarrassment as she muttered something to him. "What was that Bonnie? I didn't quite hear you."

"I said I'm clean!" the teal-eyed gorgeous brunette yelled at Ron and stared him dead in the eye.

"But..."

"No buts Stoppable," she growled, "I'm POSITIVE!"

Ron stared at the floor in front of him for ten or thirteen seconds in thought. "The only way you can be that sure is..."

"Is what!" Bonnie glared at him with arms akimbo.

"Well... if Brick is the only guy and you're sure he hasn't been with anyone else."

"OR!"

Ron thought for a few seconds more. "Or if you're sure the girls he's been with aren't infected."

"What makes you so sure Brick and I have done it at all?"

"Well Bonnie, I mean the locker room talk and all says..."

Bonnie let out with a long, loud cackling laugh. "The only locker room rumor I've ever discovered to be true is about your ample appendage."

"But that means you're..." Ron Stoppable stuttered and stared at the teal-eyed brunette wantonly sitting naked on the bed in front of him.

"A virgin?" Bonnie Rockwaller finished his sentence, smiled wickedly and plainly stated, "yes, I'm still a virgin."

"But I heard Brick and three of his buddies talking in the locker room last year and they said you and them... All FIVE Of You... TOGETHER IN ONE BED!" Ron panned the length of the regally sized mattress.

Bonnie let out with a derisive laugh. "If they're the three that used to hang out with Brick then those four probably have been in bed together. But not with me or any other girl."

The blond boy pondered on that tidbit of information for a nonce. "Are you saying Brick is, queer?" Ron questioned, unable to fathom the idea of someone who had bullied him all through school was anything other than a hardcore male. (Or female in Bonnie's case.)

"As queer as a three dollar bill," Bonnie mocked as she defiantly crossed her arms and legs Indian style. She smiled in satisfaction as she watched his face contort in trying to understand the soap opera plot twists he knew nothing about at the otherwise benign Middleton High.

Ron took a deep breath and raised a finger to asked something before he shook his head and glowered. He went through the motions again and hesitated. Finally he spoke. "But you and Brick dated all through high school. I even saw you two kiss once or twice."

"And Brick hated every minute of it," Bonnie laughed and fell back onto the bed. She rolled over onto her stomach and fell into a giggle fit as she told Ron, "I dated him because he was handsome and the quarterback of the football team and therefore the hottie to be seen with. It also put me on the fast track to the top of the Food Chain my freshman year. He went out with me because I uncovered his dark little secret and promised to keep it to myself if he became my boyfriend."

"You blackmailed Brick to be your boyfriend?" Ron laughed along with the brunette. "Cool!"

"Since Brick has been my only boyfriend and he wouldn't even hold my hand unless we were in public and I forced him to," Bonnie shrugged, "I played along and kept my virginity intact. I didn't plan on giving it up anyway until I got married. It's truly a gift I'd like to give to the right person."

"And you want me to be that person," Ron cooed, "how touching."

"I don't feel any touching going on here yet," Bonnie growled hungrily to the blond teen as she stood from the bed and pointed with both hands to her crotch. "Are you going to touch me here or not?"

"I guess since you haven't gotten any it's made you a bit... bitchy," Ron observed.

Bonnie plopped back down on the bed at the intuitive insight and frowned. "Yes it has, but a lot of my 'tude comes from dealing with my sisters and mom and dad. They're all snooty sums-of-bitches and want me to follow in their footsteps. As soon as I graduate and get a job I'm outta here. I'll find me my own apartment where I can live my life the way I want to. Not as Queen Bonnie but as regular old Bonnie. I actually don't want to be the Queen of Middleton High and top of the Food Chain anymore. It was fun for a while but it's gotten really disgusting lately. Nowadays I hate snarking at everybody in school except my small posse and the few friend I have."

"I can see how your meanness can be a burden, and where it comes from," Ron nodded. "KP told me about when you two were bonded together and she met Connie and Lonnie. Sheesh! Kim made those two sound like evil incarnate."

"And she saw them on a good day for only one minute," Bonnie sighed and fell back onto the bed. "I've had to live with them for eighteen years. But my mom is worse. You know we're the only two teens in Temple; That all the other kids are way younger than us or in their mid-twenties." Bonnie sighed again as her left arm draped across her eyes. "Mom wants me to outright marry you this very minute or sooner. That's a big reason been I've harsh to you all these years. She's had us married with five or six children since we were seven years old." Bonnie sat up and faced Ron. "All that will change after I graduate and get out of this house." Bonnie peered down at her hands folded in her lap and asked softly, "So, did this talk help with your decision?"

"A lot," Ron sighed in relief. "I have one more quick question before we start on our report. I'll let you know my answer when we finish."

"Ask away!" Bonnie smiled warmly and spread her arms out wide, showing off her beautiful naked form. "I'm laying myself out to you today, body and soul!"

"And I appreciate that," Ron smiled back warmly. He took only a second to frame his question. "What would happen if I said yes? I mean you're talkin about you and me becoming good close friends, right? What would happen to you in school if we walked down the hall side-by-side all buddy buddy-like? Everybody'd think you went nuts or somethin!"

Bonnie was totally unprepared for the question. "To be honest, I never thought it through that far ahead Ron." She stood from the bed and walked over to her desk. Bonnie opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of papers. "I couldn't fall asleep last night waiting for morning so I kept myself busy and got the report done."

Bonnie handed the papers to Ron who paged through the report. "Wow Bonnie, this looks good." He stopped at one page and peered warily at it before he held it out to her. "Though I think we'd better go through it once or twice."

"Why Ron?" She snatched the page out of his hand and started to read.

"Because there are quite a few typing errors." Ron pointed to one part of the page. "You misspelled a few words and used some colorful slang in a coupla places. Cock holster and one-eyed snake in the grass?"

"Oops!" Bonnie giggled and blushed.