Tina's Story Chapter 51 Flashbacks
Tina and Ray are sitting at the breakfast table on a Sunday morning, babies in their chairs. Ray drinks his coffee and reads the paper, while Tina tends to the babies, when Ray asks,,,,
"What you want to do today?"
"Shop for Christmas decorations and tree stuff."
"We're Jewish"
"Being Jewish is no reason not to have a nice Christmas."
It was the tone that Ray had learned to dread. It was the tone where Tina declares, in a simple sentence, that a topic is over, finished, done; Not open to further discussion.
Minutes later, Ray is loading the car, while Tina straps the babies in their car seats. They turn in the direction of the Mall. Once there, the process reverses. Ray unloads the car, while Tina unstraps the babies. Tina puts Faith and Hope into the double stroller, while Ray carries little Stan in one of those belly carrier things, which look so awful on a man. Ray, however, didn't mind. He loved his son, and was proud to be out with him. As they walk the Mall, in search of Christmas stuff, they encounter another mixed couple. The wife is human, the husband a Poodle hybrid. They too push a stroller, and have an older child as well, a girl dressed in a Catholic school uniform.
"Isn't that cute!" Ray declares, as the two couples wave at one another. It is then that Ray realises his wife is not with him, at least consciously.
"Tina? You there?
"Oh, sorry Hon. My mind just drifted a bit.
"To what?" he asked.
"A time....a time in my life when I looked very much like her....."
"Bet you were even cuter...."
'I wouldn't know....it just brought back a whole host of memories...."
"good ones?" Ray asked
"Mostly" Tina replied
"Tell me more...." Ray urges
"Well the day I first went to school. The day before was really hot. I was playing in the backyard with my little Poodle doll. We were having such a good time. I knew that life would be different soon, and I wanted to enjoy every last minute of my last day. I had my dolly back in the ivy patch by the back fence, when I realized I had to go. Knowing it would take several minutes to go in the house, I just dropped my underpants, and wee'd where I was. Unfortunately, it was just then that my mother decided to check on me out the back window. She saw me drop my pants, and she was out there like a flash...
"I can't believe this! I taught you better...Acting like an ANIMAL!
She drug me away, still peeing, pants around my ankles, and threw me in my room. I was SO embarrassed...and I'd lost the most important day of my life! Later, my Dad let me out of the corner, but I was in my room for the rest of the day.
Next morning, Mom dressed me for school, in my brand new uniform. She even let me wear my new special occasion white ruffled panties. Mom and Dad saw me off to my first day...I was so excited!
I made it to class, when it hit me. The itch. I had squatted in poison ivy! After the day before, Mom had drilled into me that the nether regions were NEVER to be touched, looked at, or paid attention to. As the morning wore on, it itched worse and worse. It was torture! By lunch time, I was in agony...I could bearly sit still. Just before linch time, Sister noticed.
"Tina? Is something wrong?"
Sister lined everyone else up outside, and asked the teacher next door to walk the class to the lunchroom. Then Sister came to me. She knelt down by my desk...
"Let's get you to the bathroom"
So she took me to the bathroom, pulled my pants down, and sat me on the toilet. It was then she saw the rash....
"Poor dear! What's that all over you?"
Finally, I was able to speak
"Poison Ivy"
"How did that happen?"
I was too embarrassed to tell her.
"Don't know." I lied to a nun on my first day! Sister had this sweet look of pity on her face. She stuffed my underpants in the pocket of her habit, and walked me to the nurses office. The nurse was out, so Sister put me on the table. She went to the cabinet, and took out some pink lotion. She told me to hike my skirt, which I did. She then put the pink lotion on me. She put it on my thighs, and my lower belly, but then she put it on my girl parts. It felt SOOOO good. She rubbed the cool lotion over my sex again and again. It felt all tingly! Eventually, she was done. I put my pants back on, and sister took me to lunch. I had brought my lunch, but Sister brought me hot lunch in the cafeteria, and sat with me while I ate. Then we went back to class. Sister put me in the front of the room, and gave me special attention. From that day on, Sister was always my special friend. The other kids would tease that I was teachers pet, but I loved the attention. More important, She always said nice things to my Mom, which made life easier at home.
I went home, but I didn't tell her what happened. I was scared; I thought I'd be punished more. So, I said nothing.
That night was hot, and there was a full moon. I went to bed wearing a tiny little slip nightgown I'd had since the year before. When I went to bed, Mom made sure I wore panties, but I was contrary; I took them off as soon as she left. It was so hot and sticky; it was still kind of light, and the days events played over again and again in my mind. After a while, it came back. The itch. After a while, I couldn't stand it any longer. Quietly, I went to the bathroom, and got my Mom's lotion off the back of the toilet. I got it, and was headed back, when I looked into my parent's bedroom. I saw my Dad in the moonlight. He was in bed over my mother, and there was something in her sex. Dad kept going back and forth. They acted like they were having fun. Dad grunted, and Mom said things I had never heard her say before. I watched from the shadows for a long time, until Daddy lay down with her. Then I went back to bed. I got into bed, and pulled my little nitey up. I put some lotion on my hands, and rubbed it all over. At the same time, my mind was going over what I'd seen in my parent's bedroom. Mindlessly, I rubbed the cool lotion over my sex and thighs, while I thought of Mom and Dad. Then. I started to get that tingly feeling I had when Sister touched me. It was a good feeling, so I kept going. Then something happened; It felt strange, but I didn't care. As I rubbed the lotion on my little girl parts that night, I had my first orgasm....."
"Wow...' was all Ray could muster.
"What about you?" Tina asked, mischievously "Anything like that when you were growing up?"
Ray was quiet for a while.
"There was....this one time. It was my Bar Mitzvah. My parents rented this big mansion, and had a huge party for maybe a hundred people. It was a huge deal. After most of the stuff was done. Heidi Weissman told me she had a special present for me. Now Heidi was no friend of my family. She was what my parents called one of ‘those' girls. But my Dad worked with Heidi's dad, so she was invited. Well, we went upstairs to a bedroom. She told me to sit on the bed. She undid the pants of the new blue suit I wore that day. Then she took my penis out, and began to touch it. She kissed me, and played with my penis. In a few minutes, I was really hard. Then, she said ‘here's your present' She gets on me, facing down. I can see up under her skirt...she's not wearing any underwear! Then she takes me in her mouth. I freaked out, telling her it's wrong, and dirty..."
"And?" Tina asked, clearly fascinated...
"She told me to stop being a girl. And She gave me a blowjob."
"Was that IT?" Tina asked
"yup" Ray replied matter-of-factly
"You got a blow job as a Bar Mitzvah present?"
"You got felt up by a NUN!" Ray replied
"Stop being a girl, Raymond!" Tina laughed, and they were off in search of decorations for a Jewish Christmas.