“Julie!”
That single loud shout up the well-worn steps of the carpeted stairway was almost immediately followed by a longer and even louder yell that penetrated Julie Costello’s tender ears like some noisy police drama on the wide-screen television in the basement rec room.
“Julie Costello, get your teenaged butt out of bed and get down here for breakfast because mom needs to go to work right now.”
The young extremely attractive brunette with the slender body of a cross-country runner turned over in the narrow twin bed and peeked with one eye open at the small digital clock on the nightstand.
At that very instant the dial flicked from 7:00 to 7:01 and the pretty young senior student bolted out of the sheets to reveal all she wore in the nocturnal hours was a skimpy pair of pussy-cat panties and an almost invisible fourteen carat gold anklet chain given to her by Josh Randell on her seventeenth birthday as a memento of his adoring friendship.
It bothered young Julie to think of Josh so early in the morning because he was becoming desperate to taste more of her hot but disinterested teenaged body. She knew her almost eighteen-year-old runner’s body was in peak condition had no intention of gifting Josh with its use in a way that she was not quite ready for as yet.
In fact, she was a lot more interested in his older brother Mark with his college football player’s physique that had all the girls on Elm Street gaga with feminine daydreams of intertwined limbs and searching lips. Still, it was nice to have a decent looking guy like Josh willing to let his fingers and his tongue do all his wooing and knew enough to keep his nasty boy thing inside his trousers. She had absolutely no curiosity to investigate his masculine equipment because she was certain it was just the same as all the other so-called dates that pestered her to fondle their package well out of sight of any on-lookers.
Julie ran into the bathroom and brushed her teeth whilst sitting on the throne like some queen in a pink and white realm of porcelain and tile in every direction. She smiled as the sound of her emptying bladder filled the small room with the unmistakable sound of a healthy urological system. Some nasty thoughts flitted through her mind. She pushed them from her consciousness like an unwelcome stranger.
Julie wanted desperately to retain her perfect four point zero grade point average and win the cross-country contest on the coming Saturday morning. She was certain it would give her all the ammunition she needed to be accepted into state college the coming year.
Quickly, she whipped off the pussycat panties and washed her sensitive parts with the warm washcloth. Momentarily, she considered her status as a virgin and wondered if that helped her or hindered her in her finishing kick across the finishing line of the school district competitions.
Whenever any of her friends asked her, “Are you still a virgin?”
She would just look at them and smile a little mysterious smile to make them think she knew all she needed to know about boys and the things they could do with their business in the back seat of their parent’s car. Julie let them make up their own minds about that and most just believed what they wanted to believe and she could not be accused of actually lying about anything.
Today was the day they were taking the photos for the yearbook and she took her limited stash of make-up with her to make her face pop with some added color.
As she was running out the door to jump into the family car, she saw the mail on the porch table. Right on top of the heap was the letter she was expecting from the state college advising her if she had been accepted or rejected. She stuffed it into her back-back and decided not to look at it until after the photos were all taken. It would be a no-no to have her face look all teary-eyed if she didn’t make the cut.
The morning classes were all a bit boring because she had so many other things on her mind.
To top things off, silly Josh was giving her an ultimatum about putting out before the clock struck midnight on prom night. It was so ridiculous that she almost told him to find another date if that was his attitude. Fortunately, she calmed down enough to consider the fact that it would mean her missing the all-important prom that was only two nights away.
She gave him one of her best Julie smiles and whispered, “We will have to see what happens, sweetie. Just be sure to bring some protection because I plan to go to college after the summer.”
***
The photos were a big success and she was certain the lipstick and the eyeshadow made her face look a lot more interesting than when she went without any make-up at all.
She had missed the bus and decided to walk home because she needed the exercise anyway.
It was the perfect time to open the letter from State College and she skipped over everything just to read the last paragraph that welcomed her to the new class and wished her the best of luck in her studies. The entire day had been just perfect except for the silly position taken by Josh about giving up her cherry on prom night.
She was well aware that a lot of other girls were already planning to do the exact same thing and had bragged about it in the gym class to the other girls to make them jealous of the exciting evening happening in the near future.
Julie almost skipped down the sidewalk knowing it made her look positively juvenile, but she didn’t care what people thought about her childish appearance. She planned to change into her running togs as soon as she got home and do the cross-country run that she loved more than life itself.
Her running helped her to forget all thoughts about boys and their need for sex.
When she reached a certain distance, it never failed to bring her to a peak of satisfaction from the friction of her inner legs and the way her shapely buttocks slapped together each time her foot hit the ground. Julie instinctively knew it was in effect a replica of sex and a whole lot less complicated because she was the only one involved. The only regret she had about the whole running routine was that her breasts had not developed like the other girls and she had only bee-stings to display when she took off her shirt in gym class.
It was almost dusk when she finished the demanding run.
After dinner, she spent a little more than two hours splayed out on her pink and white bed dressed again only in her favorite panties.