Chapter 8: A dress doesn't define a woman

This chapter contains suggestive themes and adult themes....You have been warned!

Denver's Pov:

Voices in my head were coming from both sides of me, the good side and the bad side. The clock had just hit 4:15 and Allyson was supposed to come over my house but now since she discovered I got my license she wanted me to pick her up from work and go to her place. The thought of her promiscuous reputation and all the stories I had heard about her lingered inside my head and made me even more excited to meet up with her, more excited than when I had kissed her earlier today. Was this a bad thing or a good thing?

Placing my hands behind my neck I began looking over at my end table that showcased the box of condoms I had pulled out of my drawer. 

Was it too soon? No, it couldn't be, nothing was ever too soon for me. My eyes had been blindfolded by my eyelids yet I could still see her hair blowing in the wind , my hands were only touching my neck but I could feel her breast, softer than a pillow yet still firm and perky as hell. Opening my eyes, I fiddled with the rectangular edge of the box until it opened and I pulled out a strip of condoms, snnnnnap , I had pulled a pair of 2 condoms off from the rest. 

I took them in my hand and slipped them into my front pocket while walking over to the window and closing my eyes. You can do this, mall, Allyson's house, fun in the sheets and the best part...No commitment.

MELODY'S POV

It was 4:40 pm, later that Monday and instead of sitting at home swimming in my sea full of books I was out and about at the mall with my sister and her friend Janelle, trying to enjoy myself. "Let's take a selfie!" Janelle exclaimed, I hated taking pictures because I always looked like a dork but I obliged and faked a smile. We walked around through crowds of people talking and annoying workers at kiosks that were trying to sell us Shit we had no interest in what so ever.

"So are you gonna tell me about Mr.sexy ?!?! What's his name?!?!" Janelle asked me enthusiastically, which made me feel cornered and uncomfortable. Me and Janelle never exactly got along, I didn't know much about her besides the things I heard about her which weren't exactly pleasant things. "Oh shut up Janelle! I thought I told you she doesn't want to talk about it, that's why I invited her here so she could take her mind off of things and right now you're not helping!" Jessica replied annoyingly while looking at me, making sure I was okay.

Images of Denver raced through my mind, it was as if I was right there in front of him all over again. I could see the girl panting and hear her moans and pleads for him to stop in my head amplified, it was as if I was at a hardcore metal concert and the noise was just pumping and thumping in my ears and all in my face, it was inescapable and I wished I had earplugs even though I literally wasn't hearing this again.

An angry expression grew across my face and my cheeks felt warm. What was wrong with me? I stood there and watched them kiss right in front of me and then ran away like a little pussy, I should've cursed him out and showed him that I'm not some kind of pushover. I kept envisioning what might've happened if I would've said something to him, it was really bothering me how I fell for his flirtatious ways, Damn I really was a sucker for blondes. 

A random breeze tipped me out of my chair and I came flying face down back into reality. "oh..yeah..It's cool I'm totally over it, he wasn't all that special anyways...Besides I started talking to him for like 2 days, it was nothing special" I said quickly while trying to sound as calm as possible. I was dying inside , it wasn't cool, and I totally wasn't over it, I mean sure I only knew him for like 3 minutes but I really did find him interesting. 'I think your a pearl in a room full of ordinary seashells and sandy rocks, those girls are nothing special compared to you', his words kept spinning around all in my head and it was making me dizzy. 'It must be my lucky day' , what a lying son of a bitch. 

Noticing my moment of silence my sister chimed in and said "You know, let's just focus on something else right now...There's one thing that always makes me happy when my boyfriend pisses me off....Underwear shopping!" I was a river, just going with the flow, my palms began feeling wet. 

We had walked into Victoria's secret and I felt like an ant in a room full of people. The smell of seduction and lust was a woman that walked around me slowly and gracefully as she teased me with her beauty. I looked around at all the women picking out lingerie and all the mannequins that looked half naked and I wondered what I was doing here, I was a 'Plain Jane' I didn't see the point in buying over priced bras and underwear that looked like something a stripper would wear. 

Walking around the store in circles, we looked at all the bras that had matching underwear next to them in a drawer, we had stopped walking around and stood in front of a display that had bras in their range of sizes '34c, 36d, 38dd, and so on.' Janelle and Jessica were looking at bras that were way too big for me to imagine fitting myself into. Although I couldn't fit those bras at the display we were looking at, there was one thing I could possibly fit into, the underwear. Placing my hand on the cold metal drawer nob I pulled it open slowly, and slammed it shut as soon as my eyes could make out what was in the drawer. "Open that again! ..... Jessica that thong is so cute you should buy it!" Janelle exclaimed as she reopened the drawer I had just slammed shut

Janelle pulled the thong out of the drawer and held it between both hands as she showed it to Jessica. Like a canoe with a hole in it, I was sinking but the only difference was that I was sinking into my embarrassment and there were no lifeguards to possibly save me. Looking around the store nervously I began wondering how all the other customers and staff members probably thought we were sluts, I wanted to die.

"Well...I needed a new bottle of the Fresh and Clean PINK body mist but that thong is cute so I might as well buy it also...After all, a girl can never have too much underwear" Jessica said while chuckling. My sister kept looking over at me but I was looking anywhere but at her and Janelle, I didn't want to seem like I was a part of 'them.' "What do you think, Mel?" my sister said while smiling at me.

Growing even more jittery and nervous, my mind became an unorganized folder. "Well...Ummm..Thongs are a little ...Slutty" I replied while looking at the ground and everywhere else. My fingertips began to feel like frozen blocks of ice. 'What a bitchy thing to say' my inner conscious said to me, but it was too late and I had already said it.

Jessica and Janelle angled themselves at me in a way that made me feel as if they were cornering me. "You've never worn a thong before?!?!?" they said in unison as if on some sort of que. Once again I was that one green M&M that was in a bowl full of yellow M&M's. What was the big deal about a piece of string that stuck between your cheeks all day? That sure seemed unflattering to me.

"I'm sorry guys...I didn't mean to offend you...I just like things that are little less.....Revealing" I said slowly as I felt a pain rush to my bottom lip, I was biting my lip unconsciously. 

I looked over at Jessica and Janelle and watched them transform into bright stars. Their eyes became wide, they started smiling from ear to ear and became very giddy like elementary school kids on their first day of Kindergarten. "You should try one, no pressure though" they both said to me while smiling , and turning to look at each other as they walked off to the perfume section. 

Finally alone at last, I thought to myself. A spider of curiosity was crawling up my arm and making me tickle all over. My eyes moved around back and forth as if they were in a race. Okay the coast is clear, no one was looking at me. My hand latched on to the nob on the drawer and I quickly opened it. Blue, purple, pink, leopard print, floral print, what color should I choose? My eyes shot up once more just to check if anyone was looking at me but I was still alone. A plush feeling fabric graced my fingertips as I sorted through the thongs and found one that read 'smarty pants' on the front of it. Bingo. 

I held the thong between my hands while an artist sketched a gallant grin across my face and shaded a pink hue around my cheeks. Thump thump thump, my heart was beating faster and I felt, liberated yet nervous at the same time. It wasn't until then that I had realized how ignorant it was for me to automatically assume that a girl who wears a thong is a slut. It's about the woman in the dress, not the dress that's on the woman. 

I felt a finger tap me on the top of my shoulder. My whole body jumped like a frog jumping from lily pad to lily pad. My right foot jerked and I spun around and nearly tipped the display over as I backed into it. Covering my face with my trembling left hand I said "I--I-I- Was just looking"

The ever so feminine voiced girl laughed at me for a moment. "You must be new to this, huh?" "You know there's nothing to be ashamed about, it's just panties, take as much as you want......As long as you pay for it, no one is judging you" My eyes viewed her sideways, my gaze fell upon those tattoos on her left arm and those nasty looking piercings above her lip and I knew who she was almost instantly. Looking at her pink colored neckband that went around her neck, I looked at her in disgust. It was no surprised that a slut would work in a store like this.

Crossing my arms and letting out a sigh I focused my gaze at the corner. A DJ had put on a record and the sounds of her moans began to fill the room in a rhythmic fashion. A cold tone grew in my voice as I said "You know you shouldn't assume things, I have plenty of thongs at home okay, and I don't need you telling me how to feel about buying one" I kept avoiding her gaze and went on saying "I only reacted that way because you practically snuck up on me" I knew I lied but I couldn't make her think I was some prude, that was way more embarrassing than my reaction.

"Well, I'm here if you need help, sorry for jumping the gun" she said to me while smiling as her gorgeous hair stared at me intimidatingly. 

I watched her walk away from me and picked out a few more thongs from the 'x small' drawer and surprisingly found a matching bra for one of them all the way at the bottom of the drawer size'30aa', perfect. Did I look like a prude to her? My face became a bomb and exploded into a red hue. Biting my bottom lip and frowning my face I came up with more than a few words for that slut. I watched her go behind the counter of the cash register and headed towards that area to check out.

It must have been fate because I turned my head back towards the entrance and my eyes 

met the last person they wanted to see, Denver. I wasn't an expert at body language but it was pretty obvious he didn't want to be here, it was like he was forcing himself. A not so distant memory floated its way back into my head "you should come over after work" Gripping the thongs tighter around my hand I began walking faster, I had to get out of here.

The sound of footsteps behind me began shouting out 'wait up, wait for me!' Picking up my pace, I passed the checkout line and walked nearly into a cicrle, I was back where I had started and the footsteps behind me had stopped shouting. "Well hello there stranger....What have we got here?" Denver said to me as his gaze fell upon the various colored and lacy thongs I had in my hands. "Wow...You're the last girl I would expect to be wearing that but for some reason I wouldn't mind seeing you in it" he said to me while staring off into the distance, clearly looking at one of the mannequins that was showcasing a g-string. My body became an old car motor, shaking hopelessly as my cheeks turned into pink roses. Lots of excuses ran through my mind, the thought of being looked at as a slut made me cringe.

The ceiling lifted it's hands out towards me and placed them on my face as it lifted my face to it. "Oh..No! These are for a friend!" I exclaimed quickly but before I knew it he had ran off towards the check out line.

My eyes kept stalking him as he walked over to the slut and motioned for her to come from behind the counter. Her eyes shot wide open like a shotgun and she disappeared from behind the cash register and walked out by the entrance area to meet him."There you are I've missed you soooooooooo much!" Denver said enthusiastically as he violently pulled her body towards him like a rough ocean wave. His lips touched all over her face as he gave her silly kisses and she hollered out begging him to stop. "Okay that's enough Denny!"

Like a child, I brung my hands to my face and covered my mouth. I needed a cup full of tears to drown out the sorrows within me right now. Boom boom boom, my pulse could be felt through my fingertips and I felt it vibrating throughout my stomach. The knife of betrayal scratched my heart, I was bleeding inside but I was still alive, my heart was holding on to a rope hanging off the edge of a cliff, swinging from side to side in the hopeless air that offered no reassurance. As if I were a robot, my legs made their way to the checkout line and away from Denver and his 'girlfriend?'

DENVER'S POV

Allyson didn't waste anytime with me as soon as we got home and opened the door to her house. It was only 5:30 but it looked darker inside her house. The walls in her room looked worn out and it was obvious something dramatic had taken place in order for them to have such a scarred appearance. Her skull decorated bed comforter didn't make me feel that great either, I looked over to my right and saw 2 blades that were shaped like a semi circle. 

Engaging my focus back to the wall in front of me I saw a painting that Allyson had created, it had random paint marks all over it as if she had just dipped a brush in paint and flung it at the portrait. Next to that painting hung a sword that had gold on the handle. Allyson sure was a weird girl, but that wasn't really important to me right now.

"Do you like that?" I said while letting my lips tickle her neck like a feather. My hand went across her left breast and I gripped it in my hand while moving it around in a slow circular motion. Her lips sang a moan of pleasure as I moved my left hand down her outer thigh. "Please don't tease me....Just do it already" she said to me while her breathing picked up speed.

Allyson definitely was what any guy would define as a slut, but I couldn't complain. She had removed my shirt and my pants and I helped remove the skimpy lingerie she had been wearing. The thought of Melody came buzzing through my mind like a humming bird does when trying to drink nectar from one flower to another. Allyson wore hoe-ish lingerie and she was a slut, Melody wore the same kind of lingerie yet I still thought of her as a pure person, innocent and child like. "Ohhhh....Denver" she cried out to me as I was thrusting my hips back and forth in a steady rhythm. Making my lips press against her neck gently I lifted her body up gently in my arms and shifted us over to the corner of the bed.

"Are you enjoying this?" I asked her while she looked me in the eye and smiled at me. "Of course, if I didn't I would tell you to stop" she said to me while chuckling. My excitement had faded once she said that but I tried to capture it before it ran completely away into an unknown valley where I wouldn't be able to find it anymore.My eyes became an audience as I looked her body up and down and groaned. She was a rose yet also a dandelion. Denver! I heard a voice scream in my head but it definitely wasn't Allyson. "More!" Allyson screeched out to me. and with that our motion grew more rapid like a waterfall."Ohhh...Yes" she said almost in a whisper. Sweat was coating our bodies like honey, we were glistening even though the lights were pretty low. I was trying so hard to 'enjoy' it but I just couldn't the pleasure was there but I wasn't there.

My mind kept going off into that other place I didn't want to be in, I couldn't even focus on this easy opportunity I had right before me. The smell of sex and expensive perfume surrounded us, I felt Allyson arch her back and watched as her eyes rolled back and she let out a deep sigh. I was just about to pull out and call it quits before she said "I'm coming...." Allyson's legs wrapped around me and locked me in place as they shuddered and shook like an earthquake had been taking place from within her. Allyson looked as if she had been taken into another place as she was experiencing her moment of Euphoria that I had given her.

Soon enough she unwrapped her legs from me and I pulled out of her as soon as possible, I just wanted to go home, I watched Allyson as she hopped off the bed and quickly threw on her lingerie as if I hadn't already just seen her naked body. I thought I was strong enough to handle this tonight, but clearly that wasn't true. "That was interesting but I should go now...I have alot of stuff to handle at home" lying was definitely a bad habit that I had to break especially since I wasn't to good at it. 

"Well uhhh..Yeah that sure was interesting ...why are you leaving so soon...We have more time...Was it me?" She said slowly while looking at the ground. 

I placed my hand behind my neck, I was in need of comfort. Did she catch on to the fact that I wasn't enjoying it at all? "I'm sorry I don't understand what you mean" I said while looking at her corner eyed.

She opened her mouth and then closed it shut again. "I didn't feel it....I know you didn't YOU KNOW, is it because of that night?" she asked me as her voice began to shake like a building that was about to collapse.

My veins ran cold while my lips lost control of the poiseness that society had given them. "Why the fuck would you bring that up right now?!?! I have a lot of shit on my mind and it's not easy for me to have an orgasm when I'm constantly thinking about shit, I'm glad you enjoyed it but I just CAN'T right now...It's too much" I let out. How did she know about that night? That was a part of my past no one should've known about besides me and someone else and the fact that she knew about it made my blood boil. I didn't know Allyson from a hole in the wall, but I sure knew how people could be and I wasn't about to deal with that all over again.

Allyson looked off into the corner of her battered room as if someone had called her. "Okay sorry I was just making sure that you weren't thinking about that, I've heard stories about it and was just making sure that wasn't the reason you didn't enjoy it ..... the sex was great anyways, let's just keep it moving, I'm gonna go get something to eat" and with that Allyson pretty much gave me my que to leave and I was okay with that, I only came here for one thing anyways.