Chapter 05: Stay

Chapter 05: a long talk (stay)

Mindy stood up. “Okay they are gone.”

“Good. Now I need go get help.”

“Daphne, we were told to stay until he got back.”

Daphne stood as well. She brushed off the dirty linen. This was not the first time she had been close to such dirty bedding. But usually they were on the bed at the time. And she was partially responsible for them getting in that condition. She smiled a little at the memory. Then she put the thoughts of her mind. She had tonight’s problems to face now.

Mindy piled everything into her normal laundry corner. Then she cleared off a chair so Daphne could sit someplace that was one, built for people and two, had not been fucked on recently. “Have a seat. We need to talk anyway.”

Daphne did so. She looked around the room. Then she looked at the walls pensively. It was almost though she was looking through them to see the answers she needed. “So where do we go from here. I need to leave here. Return back east and have it out with my family.”

“You can’t believe that they support what happened?”

Daphne shook her head. “I doubt it. Really. And yet they have been lecturing me on my choices ever since I started doing things differently.” She paused, considering something for a moment. “You said Shaggy told us to stay here and that we needed to wait until he returned?”

“Yes.”

Daphne took a deep breath. This could get her left in a corner being glared at by Mindy. Mindy who was the friend of the man who rescued her. But she did not know him that well. Now, how to do this. After a few minutes thought she spoke again. “Mindy?”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you something? Something bold?”

Now Mindy was curious. “Sure.”

“I know you trust him because you let him he fuck you, but I am having some trouble, is he really that good a man?”

“How did you know I just fucked him?” Well she knows now.

“Well, you did just throw your cum soaked bedding on top of me.”

“There is that.”

“You having sex with Shaggy is not what I worry about. Although I am sorry for putting an end to your evening. But it seems my life is now in the hands of strangers.”

Mindy thought for a moment. This was a loaded situation and she needed her answer to be able to carry the weight. Let’s start with the obvious. You cannot trust your cousin or her friends, right?”

“That’s obvious.”

“Before we go any further, think. Is there anybody else you know in California?”

She thought for several minutes. “No. Nobody I want to admit knowing. Problem is that they are my only way home. My parents just dropped me off.”

“Where are you going if I might ask?”

“Short term answer. Away from here. Almost anywhere away from here.”

“And long term?”

“College. Maybe.”

“Vague answer.”

“Well, I am still worried. Yes, you two saved me just then. But I still worry about how much to trust him.”

“Trust me, you can trust him. And yes, I am aware of how that statement sounded. Let me tell you why. You think I trust him because I fucked him. Truth is, I trust him because the first time I offered myself to him, he did not fuck me.”

Daphne gave Mindy a critical look. She was not ugly in any physical sense of the word. “What???”

“Exactly what I said. First time I wanted sex with him, he refused.”

“Forgive me, but this I got to hear.”

“All right, you will. To start with you know that there are three classes of drinkers around here. Probably the same all over, but I speak more from experience here. First, the moody. They get depressed, introspective, call it what you will. They are good for a deep discussion if that is what you want. Second, those that can control themselves to enjoy it. Third, those that drink the **** like it was soda. And it shows. Often they know there is a point they should have stopped. For whatever reason they did not stop at that time. They then do things that they might not be too eager to remember afterwards. If they do not spend the rest of their lives denying it with great dedication.”

“Shaggy was there?”

“It was his eighteenth birthday party. By then we were more his family than his birth parents.”

Daphne looked curious about that.

“Don’t ask. That’s his private story.”

“And this one isn’t?” Too late she realized that was not the most helpful thing she could have said.

“True. But he would want me to tell this story. It will help you relax. The other one will not do anything here. Now, of those groups of drinkers I described, Shaggy was the second. As he put it, he had enough to worry about without things he could not remember being added to it. I belong to group three. Not all the time. But enough times to have to learnt to really watch myself. To finish, I was drunk beyond belief. And horny. And fuckable. Shaggy was the first person I met. I did not just offer myself to him. I made it clear that he could do almost anything he wanted with and to me. At the time it would have had to be truly depraved for me to consider resisting.”

Daphne tried to imagine being that out of control. She was no virgin, but she never had a fuck she was not willing to remember. There were times she did get a little slutty with her man of the time. However, she always stayed in control of how much she was willing to offer that man. “And Shaggy resisted that?”

“Yes. Any other man would have used me until I could not move. Possibly then calling in his friends. Maybe filming the whole affair. Don’t get me wrong. I love sex. But I have no intention of becoming an internet sensation. Shaggy did not know that. He told me later that my behavior was almost too convincing. But he could smell all the drinks on my breath. He told me he had no intention of taking advantage. If I wanted, we could fuck later when I sober, but he would not use me drunk.” She stopped there to let this sink in.

The redhead considered this. She was not sure she could remember any of her old friends who make that same choice. Most she recalled would not have resisted the situation too hard. Except for two. Maybe that was where she needed to go.

For a moment they both sat in silence.

Daphne stared piercingly into the other girl’s eyes for several of those minutes. Then Daphne took a deep breath and decided. “Does he drive?”

“Yes. He even has a comfortable van.”

Daphne was very careful to avoid asking how the other woman knew how comfortable Shaggy’s van was. “Good. Perhaps he can help.”

What happened next proved that this universe at least might have a very powerful being with a copy of the plot, a checklist and a pair of binoculars.

Because Shaggy Rogers just entered the cabin.

“Mindy?”

“In here.” she called

He knocked on the wall just outside her bedroom.

“Come in.”

“Thanks.” Shaggy did. “Daphne alright?”

“She’s better. But I suspect she has been even better.”

She nodded at that. “I won’t be alright until I’m away from here.”

“I can understand that. I’d say that things are usually better here, but you are not in any mood for that truth. The only truth you care about is what brought you to this cabin.”

Shaggy could be rather smart when he wanted to.

Daphne was no idiot herself. However, at the moment she was not in the mood to be smart. She was in the mood to be elsewhere. Now.

Mindy could see this. “Where did you leave them?”

He thought for a moment. “Old Oak Clearing. By the old miner’s cave.”

“That’s several miles away. How did you get back so quick at night?”

“Scooby showed me several animal trails.”

“The way that dog behaves sometimes I forget he is an animal.”

“He’d be glad to hear that.”

“So now what? Daphne asked.”

Good Question Daphne. We have three groups now. Who do we want to follow?

Do we follow Daphne’s cousin? go to Chapter 07

Daphne and her new friends? go to Chapter 08

The guys chasing daphne? go to Chapter 09