"Let me tell you he turned me off. I always knew I could stop him whenever I wanted just by making a little noise. Gigolos are only in it for the money and he knew he'd be out of the house fast if Auntie knew he was fooling around with me. So when he said that, `Please let me fuck you,' I just called out, `Marie, oh Marie, are you there?' He still had his finger in me but he pulled it out fast and disappeared. He literally just disappeared. He was afraid of Marie, and of Auntie, too. Naturally Marie wasn't anywhere around, she was out in the kitchen cleaning a chicken for the next day.
"That's the kind of men gigolos become. Beggars. If he had had any sense he could have made me easily. I had wanted him, and I had thought about him a lot, being Auntie's lover and all. And he really could have had my cherry. But he was too old, and he had lost his nerve. He was jaded, worn out from screwing grateful old ladies half his life. And he was only about thirty. It was tragic. He could have had me, but he didn't have it anymore for girls.
"I've been around a lot of Auntie's gigolos, and not one has been able to make me. A lot have tried, but they just don't have it."
Rick looked down her body again. He watched her nipples rise and fall with her breath. He had an erection lying hard under his stomach, but it was only a bodily reaction from lying naked with Jenny Roman. He knew that if he was going to make love to her it had to be on a finer plane than a simple bodily reaction.
"What would I have to do to make you?" he asked. She waited a few seconds. "Quit."
"Just like that? Is it so important to you that I quit being a gigolo that you would screw the?"
"I didn't say I would screw you. But the only way you are going to be able to have a possibility of screwing anybody like me is to quit. Right now."
"Why should I make a right turn off Easy Street just to have a virgin?"
"Not a right turn, a U-turn. And not just for some virgin, you fool. Virgins. Plural. With an S. And not only virgins. Of which I am not one, I might add. You'll not only get virgins, but girls. And women. Teen-agers and girls in their twenties. Thirty-year-old women with a yen for a young man. But don't ever tie yourself up with old ladies just for money. If old ladies are your thing, go to it. It's fine if you get more kicks balling old ladies. If that's true, stop me right now." She waited for him to stop her and when he did not she said, `Because if you tie yourself down with them, man, you'll cut yourself off at the knees. In a few months you won't even know how to get a young girl again, and if you get close you'll get so excited you'll be saying `please, please let me,' and she'll clamp her legs together so tight you'd never be able to pry them open."
Rick said, "All right. I quit. Shall we fuck?"
She sat up. Her breasts filled out on her chest. They sloped down gradually to the nipples, then tucked under in a round curve to her chest. She wrapped her arms around her knees and laid her head down to look at Rick sideways.
He rolled over and she looked at his cock lying long and hard against his stomach. She eyed the tight sac that held his balls.
"I don't want to fuck right now. I don't think I want to fuck today. Can you stand it? Is it all right?"
"No," Rick said, "but I can stand it."
"I can jack you off, if you want me to."
"Thanks, but I'd rather lie here with all my brains in my cock. If you don't mind."
"Sorry," she said, a laugh tickling the pretty corner of her mouth. She was a happy girl. "I don't feel like fucking with you right now. I feel more motherly, or sisterly is more like it."
"Incest happens in the best of families."
"Not in mine."
Rick enjoyed her watching him. After a while he got up and set the sail and they tacked to and fro across the ocean naked, the wind against their young sweet bodies, the sun shining on them as it never had before.
Jenny told Rick about the poet-in-residence at her college who had seduced her willing body. He had filled her mind with rhymes and her cunt with his cock. He had fucked her the first time until she fell asleep with his hard-on still inside her and they woke early in the morning, their hips pumping automatically, and fucked until sunrise. She told him all that a young person could learn from someone older, and why it was necessary to learn that but once having learned it you had to go on to other people. And how because of what the poet had taught her she had gone on to fuck three members of the college football team at the same time until their cocks would simply not rise again.
Rick's erection subsided and he was finally able to listen to her and to watch her naked body with only faint wishes pulsating through his loins.
Chapter 10
They did not return to the resort until after sunset. Rick had missed all three of his afternoon classes and was sure that he was not only finished as a gigolo but as a sailing instructor as well.
Jenny said she had a date. Rick did not want her to leave, because he wanted her nearby in case she changed her mind sometime during the evening and decided that she would indeed like to fuck. He had had her alone, all afternoon on the boat, naked, and he had scarcely tried at all to make her. Maybe what Marie had told him was true, maybe he had lost the desire for girls. jenny drove away in her little red sports car. Rick watched her until she was out of sight. He walked alone along the beach, past the cabanas of the rich. The surf, pounding softly to his left, reminded him of his own short span of geological time. He loved listening to the timeless waves roll in toward him like restless lovers turning in the night of his dreams.
He heard a commotion in one of the cabanas. There had been several acts of vandalism recently and Rick was surprised to find himself feeling a sense of responsibility toward the resort property. He approached the cabana from the shore side, hoping to catch the vandals and at least scare them enough so they would hesitate before coming back.
He was surprised to find, as he edged around the cabana, the eldest Garrison sister standing guard.
"Lucy," he said, "what are you doing here?"
She had not heard him approach and when he spoke she jumped as if he had poked her with a cattle prod. "Oh," she cried. "Oh, damn it, you scared hell out of me, Rick. What do you mean sneaking up on me like that?"
The commotion inside the cabana stopped, as if whoever was inside was waiting for Rick to pass by.
The Garrison sisters were still in high school, but that did not stop them from being the greatest cock-teasers in the resort town. Lucy, the oldest, was seventeen and had been known to fuck whenever the notion struck her, but Nellie, her sister, about a year younger, had as far as Rick knew never been pronged.
Now Nellie poked her pretty head out the cabana door to whisper, "What's the matter?" to Lucy. When she saw Rick, she ducked back inside.
The Garrison girls lived across the highway and had no business hanging around the beach cabanas at night. Lucy had taken one or two of Rick's sailing lessons before dropping out of class, but her chief occupation, as well as that of Nellie, seemed to be walking up and down the highway in very scampy bikinis. They were the kind of girls who sometimes caused accidents on the road when drivers looked at their swinging asses too long; the girls could then be seen standing around the accident site flirting with the state patrolmen.
Rick began to understand what was going on. "Who's in there, Lucy?"
"Nobody, Rick." Lucy looked nervous. She was a big-breasted girl and they shook now as she spoke. "Just nobody."
Rick opened the cabana door. Nellie sat inside on the narrow bench. She was naked except for a piece of bikini she held in each hand over her tits and over her crotch. A young kid had his face to the wall and was trying to hustle his pants up over his bare ass.