Dance of a Lifetime

by Frank Downey

"Only if you also like it..."Warren said.

  "You have to ask?" Sophia laughed.

  "No." Warren admitted. "But, like I was saying, only if you also like it, and only with certain people." He wrapped his arm around Alexa, drawing her into them.

  "I'll buy that," Sophia agreed.

  "Thank you, both," Alexa said. "This was very generous of you, you know, to share each other with me like this."

  "Hey, we both think you're a special person, you know," Sophia told her.

  "Yes, we do." Warren agreed.

  They cuddled up together happily until the three of them fell asleep.

  Chapter 81 - Caught

  Dave and Kate lay next to each other on Kate's bed, catching their breath.

  "Oh, you make me feel so good, Sir David," Kate said to him.

  "The feeling is mutual, Lady Katherine."

  "Hmmmm. It's nice to be in a bed for a change. Not that there's anything wrong with the back of your car, mind you."

  Dave laughed. "I agree with you. I still can't believe your father left you alone in the house."

  "That's only because Ellen was giving him crap about not going out. And even Dad said that it was unfair to always go out when Eric and Tara were here, thus making me babysit."

  "Ellen should give your Dad crap about not going out more often." They both laughed.

  Kate reached down between Dave's legs. "Oh, Sir David? It does seem like you've recovered."

  "I do believe you are right, my Lady." He started to move towards her.

  "No, darling, you stay right where you are," Kate said. She climbed up on top of him, straddling him. "We never get to do it this way in a car."

  "You're right," Dave smiled. Kate grabbed his cock, aimed, and sank down on it.

  "OOOF!" She settled down on him, taking his full length in her. "Oh, yeah!" she moaned. Deliberately, she started moving up and down on him.

  * * *

  "I'm sorry, Dan. Our first night out in weeks, and I get sick," Ellen said.

  "That's OK. There will be other nights," Dan said. He opened the door for her, and they both stepped in.

  "I'm going to fix myself some tea to settle my stomach down," Ellen said.

  "OK, honey. Funny that the house is dark." Dan said. "Kate?" he called.

  "She's probably painting," Ellen called from the kitchen.

  "True. Dan walked up the stairs. Kate's door was closed. She wasn't supposed to close that door, dammit, he thought. "Kate?" he called, opening the door.

  He froze. There, on her bed, was his stark naked daughter, straddling her boyfriend. He could see her moving up and down. Her eyes were closed, and she was moving softly.

  As Dan looked at her in disbelief from the doorway, her eyes opened. "OH SHIT!" she yelled, jumping off of Dave and attempting to cover up.

  "Katherine Elizabeth Thompson, you will get dressed and get your ass downstairs RIGHT NOW!!" With that, he turned and left the room.

  "Oh, we have had it," Dave said after he had left.

  "You can say that again," Kate agreed. "Get dressed, honey. And when we get down the stairs, you just keep going out the door."

  "You sure? I'll stay and take my share of it, if that will help."

  "No, Sir David, gallant as that may be, it will not help. It'll just give Dad an excuse to blame it all on your evil male influence. Let me handle this, OK?"

  "OK."

  They dressed in a hurry. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Dan was pacing in the living room. He saw them come down, yelled "YOU!", and strode towards Dave.

  Kate got in his way. "You stay right there. David, go. Love you."

  "Love you too, Katherine." He beat it out the door.

  "Damn you, Kate, if I ever get my hands on him..."

  "You'll do nothing."

  "You sit down and shut up, young lady!" Dan bellowed at her.

  "Fat chance of that," she said, though she did sit down in a chair.

  "Kate, I am shocked at what I just saw," Dan began. "Completely shocked."

  "You know, you'd find you'd be shocked a lot less if you learned how to knock on a damn door," Kate spat at him.

  "KATE! I will not stand for any lip from you, not now. First of all, you will stop seeing David, immediately."

  "You are kidding."

  "No! He's obviously a bad influence."

  Kate broke up laughing. "Oh, and I had nothing to do with it?"

  "Kate, dammit, I won't allow this. I'll be damned if I'm going to watch my daughter turn into a slut."

  "A SLUT????" Kate came flying off the chair. "I have been with ONE guy, after we had been going out over a YEAR, and that makes me a slut? Or, are you one of those assholes that thinks that any girl that does it even once is a slut? If I were your son, would we be even having this conversation?"

  "Boys are different."

  "Oh really. So how old were you your first time?"

  "That is none of your business."

  "In other words, younger than me." Kate wasn't backing down now. "And, if your sex life is none of my business, than mine is none of yours. So, how old were you, Dad?"

  "He was fourteen, from what he told me," Ellen interjected. Dan glared at her. "She's right, you know, if this were a son, you wouldn't be reacting this way."

  "Like I said, boys are different." Dan maintained.

  "Only because you're a Neanderthal, sexist pig," Kate said.

  "Kate, that will be more than enough of that. I am your father, you will do as I say. You're not to see David."

  "Fine. Then I plan to fuck the entire Oceanview High baseball team, one at a time."

  "KATHERINE!" Dan yelled.

  "Your choice, Dad. Either I stay with the guy I love, or I will become a slut out of sheer spite."

  "That's it. Kate, you are grounded. You will come home directly after school every day until I say differently."

  "You know what, Dad? I won't be coming home here at all!" She stormed out of the room and up the stairs.

  "You were way too hard on her," Ellen said.

  "You might enjoy having a daughter like Sophia, but I do not want one."

  "What is that supposed to mean?"

  "You know exactly what it means. A little sex maniac. Girls aren't supposed to be sex maniacs."

  "Kate's right. You are a sexist pig," Ellen said, storming into the kitchen.

  Dan sighed, and followed Kate up the stairs. By the time he got there, she had already pulled out a suitcase and was busy throwing clothes into it.

  "What do you think you're doing?" he asked.

  "Going to live with Mother!"

  "You can not be serious."

  "WATCH ME!!"

  "Your mother can't take care of herself, much less you."

  "All the better," Kate spat out. "She'll get drunk and pass out every night, like she always does, and I'll do what I want."

  "Kate, your mother is violent."

  "I'm bigger than she is now."

  "Kate, please do not do this."

  "You leave me no choice, Dad. I refuse to sit here and be treated like a child, not when it comes to my love life. I'm damn near the perfect daughter, except for the fact that I'm no longer a virgin, and you practically treat me like I've committed murder."

  "Kate, I'm just worried about you."

  "What? That's a laugh. You're not worried about me, you're worried about your little antiquated ideas about teenaged girls and sex--actually, it might be all girls and sex. Worried about me? David and I have been together forever. You used to like him. We're protecting ourselves. We were both virgins the first time, and are faithful, so there's no chance of disease. What's to worry about?"

  "Kate, I worry about you getting hurt."

  "That's bound to happen sooner or later. And whether or not David or I had sex, losing him would hurt just the same either way. You can't protect me from getting hurt. And I haven't been hurt worse lately than I was hurt by the guy who called me a slut because I've been to bed with one guy."
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br />   "I'm sorry."

  "You should be."

  "Kate, what do you want from me?"

  "Stay out of my love life, and stay out of my room unless you are expressly invited, would be a start."

  Dan sighed. "Kate, why couldn't you wait?"

  "I could have, I didn't want to. Why didn't you wait?"

  "It's different for guys, like I said. Teenage boys have certain urges and drives."

  Kate cracked up laughing, and heard Ellen laughing from the doorway. "He just doesn't get it, does he?" Ellen said to her.

  "No, he does not." Kate agreed.

  "WHAT?" Dan yelled.

  "Kate, tell him." Ellen said.

  "Fine. He's gonna love this one. Dad, I spend a very large chunk of my waking hours hornier than a German Shepherd in heat."

  "I did not want to hear that!" Dan blurted out.

  "Maybe you need to," Ellen said. "You're under the sad impression that girls don't get horny."

  "Hell, I'm hornier than David is, most of the time. Well, he's catching up lately," she giggled. "Daddy, I waited to have sex with David over a year, even though I was in love with him after about a month, and even though I was horny enough to jump the nearest fencepost. I still waited, to make sure I was ready. I do not feel I should be condemned for that."

  "I still think you're too young."

  "Well, then we're at an impasse, because I don't. I love David, I love what we do together, I don't plan on stopping, and that's all there is to it."

  Dan looked at Kate, then turned away, towards the door. He stopped at the door, turned around, and said, "Kate, don't go to your mother's. Please." With that, he walked out the door.

  "Give him some time to adjust, Kate," Ellen advised.

  "I will, but I am not going to break up with David. And I'm putting a lock on that damn door."

  Chapter 82 - Homeward Bound

  "On the road again, just can't wait to be on the road again..." Warren sang as they pulled out of Madison, heading home for the summer.

  "Yeah, drive three days, be home for less than a week, and then get on a plane," Sophia mock-grumbled.

  "Yeah, but we get to get on a plane to go skate in the COI tour for a month."

  "Yeah, I am looking forward to it, but our life is getting really, really hectic if you think about it."

  "Yup." Warren drove in silence for a bit. "I have to say, I'm glad this year is over."

  "Wasn't all bad," Sophia pointed out.

  "Yeah, but the bad parts were really bad."

  "Yeah. Worse for you than me, I think. I actually learned a lot about myself this year. Things I needed to learn, I think. I'm a lot stronger person pulling out of Wisconsin than I was when we pulled into Wisconsin in September."

  "I agree," Warren said. "You are stronger. Which makes one of us."

  "Yeah, you are stronger too, Warren. You just don't see it yet."

  "Sophia, everything I learned about myself this year was bad."

  "Everything?"

  "Well, let's see. I learned that my unassailable self-confidence isn't unassailable. I learned I can get hurt, badly. I learned that I'm weaker than I thought. I learned that if bad things happen to me I can have a lot of difficulty dealing with them." He sighed. "A year ago, I thought I could take anything. I thought I could stand anything, and I thought the only person that I ever really, truly needed was myself, and finding out that I was wrong about that was a brutally hard lesson to learn."

  Sophia thought for a minute. "I can see that being disturbing in the abstract--but figuring out that you needed me, specifically, as much as I need you--that couldn't have been a totally bad thing."

  Warren smiled despite himself. "Yeah, I suppose that's true. I shudder to think what I would have done after the attack if you hadn't been there."

  "Well, dear heart, I promise you--no, I swear on a stack of Glenn Miller and Beatles CDs that you will never, ever again have to find that out, not until the day I die."

  "Good."

  "And there's some things that I hope you've also learned--good things."

  "Like what?"

  "That our relationship can withstand almost anything. It's stronger than it ever was. That you can go through absolute hell personally and a brutal work schedule and get out with a 3.8 GPA for the year."

  "Well, that's one part of my self-confidence that is intact. Genius is genius. And let's not forget your 3.5."

  "Yes, let's not," she giggled. "You also learned that you can survive things that would destroy other people. Yeah, you're shaken, but you're OK, you really are, for the most part. And last, but certainly not least, you found out that people love you, that they're on your side, and that the two of us are damn good skaters!"

  Warren laughed at that. "Yeah, I must say that Worlds was pretty special. And, you're right, we are good."

  Sophia shot him a wicked smile. "You also learned that if I ever leave again, you can make a damn good living as a gigolo."

  Warren cracked up laughing. "I have to admit that those two months that we were apart were... interesting."

  "Not just those two months. What about the other week with Alexa?"

  "Can't get any more interesting than that, I think," Warren giggled. "We should probably talk about that."

  "Well, I think we did." Sophia said.

  "To a point." Warren thought for a minute. "Alexa's not going to be around this summer. Do you still want to experiment with other girls should the chance arise?"

  "I don't know." Sophia thought for a minute. "No, not really. It's not that important. I liked it, but I think one of the reasons I liked it was that it was Alexa."

  "Yeah. I don't mind, you know."

  "Part of you does mind, and I understand that. You don't have to be open and accommodating all the time, you know," Sophia pointed out. "Look, I know part of it was that it was Alexa. What if we're on the tour and I get propositioned by... oh, Stephie Eberhardt?"

  Warren blushed. "Damn. You've got a point. I'd be insanely jealous. Of both of you."

  "Right. Unless, of course, you got invited in again," she giggled. "So, anything I do will be done with your approval, and I don't mind if you say no, and if I really want it I can wait until we see Alexa again, because I know you don't have a problem with that. And, like I said, I could live without it forever if I had to. Look, I enjoyed it, but the next night was infinitely better, because you were there. I told you the truth--I liked having sex with a girl, but only to a point. When you fucked me after Alexa and I had fooled around, that was the best. I'm getting wet just thinking about it."

  Warren cracked up laughing. "So, what you're telling me is that you're always up for a three-way."

  "With you and another girl? OK, I admit, I can't see myself ever turning that one down."

  "Even thought I'd be fucking another girl? Again, pretend it's someone other than Alexa. Pretend it's Stephie Eberhardt."

  Sophia thought for a minute. "Yeah, I'd do it. Watching you fuck another girl while she's eating me out, I found out, is very exciting."

  "OK." Warren grinned. "I wonder if Stephie is bi."

  "I'll find out when we get on the tour," Sophia said coyly. "Besides, with all the joking, Stephie is not the girl on the tour that you really want."

  "Huh? I've lusted after her for years!"

  "Yeah, but that's from far away. You don't really know her. Think about it, if I offered you a night with any girl on the tour, would it really be Stephie? Assume that your girl of choice is willing."

  "Yeah, I think I'd pick Stephie. Who do you think I'd pick?"

  "Christine Arsenault."

  Warren smiled. "Would you really want me to sleep with someone who's half in love with me?"

  "Good point," Sophia agreed.

  Warren looked up at a sign. "Rest stop. Coffee?"

  "I'd love some."

  * * *

  It was early afternoon. They had stopped for lunch, and were back on the road again.

  "Alexa's staying w
ith her grandmother?" Sophia asked Warren.

  "Yeah. Her parents won't speak to her. It's ridiculous. Oh, and you missed the big teary goodbye this morning."

  "Who?"

  "Cait and Paul. It's gonna be a long summer for those two."

  "Well, Paul lives in Cleveland, and Cait lives where?"

  "Rochester, New York."

  "That's not that far."

  "It's not distance, it's time. They both have to work. So, they have to plan get-togethers, and they're not going to be that frequent. Cait is coming to Cleveland, however, when COI is there. I already made sure they got tickets."

  "Cool. We'll get to introduce them around."

  "Yup," Warren agreed. "Now, tell me what kind of fresh hell we're going to encounter at your house?"

  "Oh, you mean the Civil War reenactment?" Sophia sighed. "Apparently, Dan and Kate are barely speaking. I haven't told you the whole story, thought. Dan walked in on Kate... and David."

  "Oops. Doesn't that man knock on doors?"

  "Not Kate's door. Drives her nuts. Drives me nuts. Anyhow, when he walked in, his darling baby girl was straddling her boyfriend."

  "Yikes."

  "They had a big blow out. Dan told her to break up with David."

  "Oh yeah. Great way to handle it," Warren said sarcastically.

  "Exactly. Kate was so incensed she said that she was going to fuck the entire Oceanview High baseball team out of spite, and she was going to move in with her drunk, mentally disturbed mother, just to get out from under Dan's thumb."

  "Wow."

  "Well, she didn't move out, and Dan didn't press the break up with Dave issue, but they kind of barely tolerate each other. Dave's afraid to go to the house if Dan is there. And Kate put a lock on her door, which made Dan livid."

  "Oh, goody. What a fun homecoming this is gonna be."

  * * *

  They were right. The homecoming was strained. Ellen was glad to see everybody, as was Kate, but Dan was noticeably cold to Sophia and especially Warren.

  In fact, the second day they were there, Sophia came upstairs to get something from the kitchen. Dan and Ellen didn't realize she was there, and were having a loud argument in the living room, which Sophia could hear plain as day.