Things get a little steamy in this chapter as the three get a little too close. Hope you like it. More reviews I get the sooner the next chapter will be up!
"Carrie! What are you doing in there!?", Miss Desjardin was banging on the bathroom door, it was 6am and Carrie was almost in there for an hour. She was understandably worried, Carrie had never been sick or anything on her watch, she was very quiet and distant so it was hard to know what she was thinking. Her worst fear was Carrie wanting to hurt herself. She was about to call her name once more, the door unlocked and opened.
"I'm finished. Sorry I took so long", she didn't look upset, kind of happy.
"Is everything okay?", Miss Desjardin asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Yeah", she wrapped her arms around Miss Desjardin, hugging her and headed back to bed. Miss Desjardin was at a loss for words, she couldn't figure out what that was about, there was nothing in the bathroom that gave her any signs to worry about.
"Maybe if Chris did it, she wouldn't be so bitchy all the time", suggested Carrie as her and Sue were making the bed.
"Wait, so you did do it?"
"Yeah…", she laughed strangely, "I might do it later…is that weird?"
"I don't think so…it is a little weird telling me though."
"Oh?"
"Well, it is kind of personal. I know you asked me about it and everything but it's really none of my business."
"Oh, ok…are you going to do it?"
Sue sighed, "Carrie…"
She laughed, "I'm joking."
"I wonder if you know who does it."
A devilish grin spread across Carrie's face, "I bet she does…"
Sue laughed and threw a pillow at her, she threw a pillow back at her, hitting her in the head but not hurting her. "Girls! Carrie! Sue!", Miss Desjardin called from the kitchen. Both felt a kind of rush when Miss Desjardin got mad or annoyed, they wondered if they could be in trouble for something. At first it only seemed they were called to breakfast. Scrambled eggs. Every so often they were both called out for something. "Sue, could you please eat with your mouth closed." "Carrie, can you try to eat everything and keep it on your plate." Sue was waiting for something else, some outburst, she was too nervous to ask what was wrong or if this about something else. Miss Desjardin did take Sue aside to talk to her while Carrie got ready for yoga.
"Is everything okay with you, Sue?"
"Yes. Is everything okay with you?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?", she scrunched up her nose at her as if she was being a little out of line asking this adult who clearly must have a lot on her mind. "I just love seeing you and Carrie getting along and you hanging out with us…you're…well, you're family now and we're lucky to have you." Sue swore she could see a tear in her eye, "I know that home life really sucks right now but consider this your second home. If you need anyone to talk to about anything or just want to chill, ya know."
"Chill?"
"Look, I'm not that old, I'm still down with the lingo", she laughed holding up a gang sign, "But, really I just want you to know that I'm here for you…we're here for you."
"Thanks…Mom", Sue smiled.
Miss Desjardin chuckled, "I like you calling me that", she brushed some stray bangs away from Sue's face. "Now, let's get our yoga on."
Sue felt comfortable around Miss Desjardin even though at first her actions seemed strange, maybe because she had been alone for some time and didn't have anyone of her own; she didn't mind being like her surrogate daughter, just like she didn't mind calling her Mom.
Carrie spent some more time in the bathroom after yoga which made Sue and Miss Desjardin worried, first Sue went to knock on the door and see what she was doing but all she heard was, "…I'll…be out…soon", it was like she was out of breath.
"Sue, is Carrie getting herself off in there?"
Sue was a little shocked, she almost forgot the crazy conversation they had about all this, "I don't know maybe…"
Miss Desjardin crossed her arms and looked down at her sternly; even though she was roughly the same height she wasn't the same build or age and her glare was a death stare, "Sue…"
"She did it this morning and said she was going to do it later…", she really didn't want to look her in the eyes when she said all of this but it was hard, "Sorry, it's just a little awkward to talk about it."
"It's her body. I shouldn't be upset, I just wish she didn't spend so much time doing it…she didn't say what she thinks about did she?"
Sue felt her face getting hot, like sickly hot, this was getting a bit too uncomfortable, "No."
"Are you sure?" She asked, a little suspicious that she was holding this delicate information from her. Sue nodded to her question; even if by chance she did know there was no way in hell she'd reveal it to her.
"Ok. I know it seems weird. I don't want to bring it up with her because I know she'll be embarrassed but maybe you could just talk to her peer to peer."
"I'll do what I can."
"That a girl", she lightly tugged on one of her shoulders.
Carrie fiNall came out of the bathroom, not as long as that morning. Both women pretended the discussion didn't happen and decided to go for a drive. Sue couldn't lie, she was curious of Carrie and what was making her so horny.
She didn't want to return Sunday, she knew she had to but the idea of living with Miss Desjardin and Carrie was sounding better and better. Staying with Miss Desjardin seemed more like a fantasy than it did reality, her reality was much more harsh. She received a bit more of a harsher reality when she met with Chris on Monday.
"You're in a cult, Sue."
"Huh?"
They were talking outside just adjacent the bleachers, "You're staying over at her house now?"
"How did you know..."
"Samantha told Jenna and Jenna told me. Is she adopting you too?"
"It's not like that, Chris."
"You spend all of your free time with then. What the hell do you even talk about?" Sue didn't have much of an answer, she knew she couldn't get in to too many details anyway. "It's almost like she has you under her control. Has she touched you?"
Sue was baffled by just how serious Chris asked this, not even joking the way she did in the locker room with the girls about Carrie or Miss Desjardin. "Fuck! She's not molesting me, Chris!"
"Then what is it, do you just feel sorry for them is that it?"
"No, they're...like family."
Chris scoffed, she didn't want to hear this bullshit, "Sue, maybe you need to spend some time with normal people...Tommy seems very interested in you."
"Really?" She hated to admit that she was a little in treated in him too, he did have that boy band One Direction look and was a really nice guy. Chris could see it all over her face that she wanted him.
"Come hang Friday, slut, we'll get our drink on."
Sue took a few seconds to think it over, she knew she probably shouldn't miss it, "Fine!" Chris of course was glad to see that she got through to her. At home things were no better, the first thing she saw was Josh on the couch.
"Where have you been?", he looked like he had been sleeping all day; he'd recently been laid off and hid that fact from her mother for the past couple weeks, he caved and told her during their surprise weekend retreat. Since she was ok with it he decided there was no more need to try to hide his depression and left it all out in the open. There were several empty beer bottles on the floor.
"It's Monday, I was at school."
Josh took this as back talk, he knew how she felt about him, "sorryyy."
"Are you going to clean any of this up before she gets home?", even a few feet away she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
He ignored her and spouted, "Where do you go, that's where I'd like to know."
"Friends."
"You better not be fooling around."
"What the hell do you care?", this was a fair point seeing as he made it clear he didn't want her sticking around, ruining what he had with her mother. He grabbed a hold of her arm as she walked by him. He squeezed her arm tight, tight enough to leave a bruise.
"What the fuck did you say?"
"Ah! Let go of me!"
"You don't talk to me like that!"
She was afraid that his free hand would find her face but instead he lost his balance as he tried to stand up and fell back on the couch. Sue pushed his hand off of her arm, "Ass hole! ", she ran upstairs to her room.
"Little bitch!"
It wasn't long before she called up Miss Desjardin, even though she attempted to make it seem everything was fine she still had a stammer. Miss Desjardin didn't ask any questions just said they were doing yoga and she would love to have her over.
Sue did her best hiding the redNess of her arm with her long sleeved sweater and tried desperately to smile; she didn't think anyone would be able to see through her bullshit.
They were right in the middle of yoga when she entered. Carrie was behind Miss Desjardin as they both bent over. "You came at a good time, I have a roast in the oven."
Sue was feeling more in her comfort zone. As they finished their session, Carrie rushed to the bathroom. Miss Desjardin gave Sue a look, her eyes told her to intervene. Sue stopped Carrie on the way to the bathroom. "Carrie, Wait, hold up!"
"Can't it wait?"
"Are you..." she looked away from her to make sure their "Mom" wasn't in proximity, she whispered, "Are you going in there to masterbate?" Carrie's eyes widened, "It's ok if you are...she was worried..."
"Oh...", she looked so sad.
"Hey, it's okay...why don't you just wait until later...think about something else...what do you think about when you do it?"
Carrie bit her lip, nervous by this question, guilty, "Promise you won't tell, Mom?"
"Yes", she smiled.
"When we do yoga...I like to watch Miss D...I don't know what it is I just think she has a nice body...I know that sounds weird..."
Sue was taken a bit back by this reveal, she would have never thought this, "It does sound...unusual."
"You think I'm gross, don't you."
"What? No."
"I don't know why...it just sort of happened. I like watching her move."
"Don't worry. I won't tell. This will just be between us."
"Ok..I still have to use the bathroom so if you'll just...", Carrie did need to use the bathroom just not in that way. Everything else that night seemed to go perfectly normal up until bed time. Miss Desjardin went off to sleep in her room. Sue was going to use the bathroom but Carrie was in there. The door was opened a Crack. Sue could hear moaning. She fought the urge to peek, unsure what possessed her to watch her friend get herself off.
Carrie was sitting on the toilet, almost naked except for her tank top. Eyes closed, likely visualizing Miss Desjardin during yoga. Sue couldn't get over how wrong this was, she was like some pervert at her school, spying on them in the locker room. She felt het heart race seeing the strained look on Carrie's face. She almost yelled something out when she saw Carrie's fingers deep inside of her, massaging her womanhood. Her thighs were wet. Before Sue tealized, it was too late, she had her hands down her panties and was pleasuring herself to this display; she blamed Carrie for this, she should have locked the door. She didn't take her eyes off Carrie, she enyed every second of pleasure she was getting and all of it from watching Miss Desjardin. She felt so dirty but kept fingerings herself, licking her lips, almost competing with Carrie now. They both came at the same time, Carrie still non the wiser to Sue being a peeping tom.
Carrie finally exited the bathroom after washing her hands. Sue waited outside, smiling at Carrie, "Hi..."
"Finished?"
"Yes...goodnight..."
Sue couldn't believe she did that, now she had a secret but wasn't sure she would be doing that again any time soon. She didn't feel all that weird sharing the bed with Carrie even though it probably should have. She went to sleep easily.
Miss Desjardin woke up in the middle of the night as she would most weekdays. She would use it as an opportunity to check on Carrie; sure she had just turned 18 and was in high school but she was so innocent. She crept up to the room door and opened it slightly. She heard noise, perhaps her or Sue were having a bad dream but instead was shocked to see Sue lying naked on top of the covers, fingering herself. Miss Desjardin was appalled, disgusted but intrigued, she couldn't look away. The moonlight shining over her glistening body looked so angelic despite the act she was performing. She had one hand cusped over her mouth in horror and the other hand was down her pants massaging her clit.
"I can't do this! No, what's wrong with me!? I'm awful! I need to put a stop to this!"
She didn't. She couldn't. She didn't dare. This was too good. She hadn't had this much action in such a long time. In time she took the hand she had away from her mouth and on one breast, squeezing as she made herself cum. Gasping at the sight of this girl she trusted being so bad. A cold shower seemed appropriate right about now. She would find a wayvto punish both girls in the morning for their behaviour. Who would have thought Carrie was such a bad influence.
Are the girls really in trouble? I will continue soon!
