A Night more with Can

I read outloud. "Dear James, I must tell you how much I enjoyed the other night. Your girlfriend is certainly very beautiful and you are a very lucky guy. Now I too am a very lucky guy. I hope Callie has told you about the things we did and what she learned while she was with me. I have not felt the way I did with her for a very long time. I certainly have not been able to have sex twice like that for a long time."

My knees were getting weak reading this. I had tried to forget about the whole thing and now I was for the first time learning some details, although vague of what happened that evening. I read on.

"Fucking your sweet teenaged girlfriend made me realize what I have been missing out on in my life while I work hard down at my shop. I lose quite a bit of money every year from people like you who steal from me, and I have had enough of playing the victim. By now you will have gathered that the tape I gave Callie was not the only copy. There are more where that came from. I now also have a set of compromising photos of her which I am sure the gymnastics team would love to see. I am also sure that with a firecracker like her, the football team would also like to get hold of a set of photos too. Wouldn't you like that?"

I paused and glanced up at Callie. She was standing there, mouth gaping, her eyes becoming slightly teary. She was as shocked as I was ... but there was more and I read on.

"I am sure by now you know where this is leading. I still have the evidence that you two stole an expensive necklace from me, and now I also have some photos which I am sure you would not like others to see. There is, of course one way of stopping me from showing the tape to the police, and sending those photos to your school friends. Callie will come and see me again and continue to do so until she has repaid to me what you both tried to steal. Choose not to, and the police will come knocking on your door, as well as I am sure the school football team who will want a piece of that fine ass."

"Bastard!! Fucking bastard!!" Callie said, crying. "How did we get yourselves into this James? How?"

"There's more, Callie" I said, continuing to read. "Make sure Callie pays me a visit at 8pm this Saturday evening, or else." I looked up and Callie and put the note back on the bed. That was all it said. She came over and hugged me tightly, crying on my shoulder. I just stood there, emotionless. I did not know how to feel. The shock was mixed with anger, being scared, and how we were going to get out of this huge mess. I could not bear the thought of my pretty little girlfriend being used by this disgusting man, having his way with her. I did not want to share my girlfriend! However, I could not see a way out.

I called in sick at the restaurant and spent the night at Callie's house. Our parents were quite good about our relationship as they thought that we were both good kids and a good match for each other. They trusted us and did not mind us seeing so much of each other. If only they knew the mess we were in now!

We spent the night discussing what to do. We had no good answer. Somehow we had to get Ken to keep to his word and not contact the police, or send out those photos. The only way we saw of doing that is to give him what he wanted; Callie. We decided that we would agree to Ken's demands for the time being, but that Callie would try and get something that would put Ken in a compromising position. This would make us even and hopefully he would not be able to follow through with his threats as we would have something against him too. Obviously we could not go to the police and we could never tell our parents either. We would have to come up with something and come up with it soon. I did not want Callie even visiting Ken one more time, let alone again and again as Ken wanted. That night, exhausted from thinking and worry, we fell asleep in each others arms.

Unfortunately, Saturday came quickly. Callie and I had spent the day apart doing 'family stuff', so I did not have the chance to see her until shortly before she was going to Ken's. Once again, she was going to drive and give me a call when she was leaving.

"You know Callie, it kills me to think what you two are doing, and although I know you don't want to talk about it ... and I would rather not think about it, but at the same time when you were gone last time, my mind was crazy with all the things running through my head of you two together. It would be nice if you at least told me a little bit of what he does to you. It will be hard to hear, but at least my mind won't be full of crazy ideas swirling about." I told her.

"Well I guess that's fair ... ok I'll tell you" Callie agreed.

"Good, because the only way we are going to get through this is if we are both completely open with each other you know." I said, as I kissed her on her forehead.

"Yeah, I know." Callie embraced me.

Before I knew it, she was ready to go. As with last time, Callie wore very down to earth clothes; a baggy sweatshirt and loose jeans and dirty old trainers. She did her best to make Ken not like her so much ... but she still looked damn good to me! I walked her to the car and gave her a big kiss before watching her drive away. I stood there watching the car disappear into the distance, my heart heaving with emotion. How did all this happen? I needed to figure a way out of this, and fast. I slowly walked home and went through the motions of dinner then sat in my room and waited for her to call me.