Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2018 10:25:17 -0400 (EDT)
From: E MOSER <steamgene@cox.net>
Subject Francois: #38 : Tom and Maggie, lying in a Bed They are screwing, so it?s said,

Bi-sexual Francois: #38 : Tom and Maggie, lying in a Bed
They are screwing, so it's said,


Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13
with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with
his characters as individuals.


Tom and Maggie, lying in a Bed
They are screwing, so it's said,

By

Larry Marian

After the trauma of earlier in the day the four teens, visiting FM and JM,
Maggie, and Tom crowed around Tom's study desk as Maggie counted out the
money they had "persuaded" Randy and Carlos to return to Maggie. FM and JM
counted the money first and wrote down their tally, then Tom by himself,
and finally Maggie. She finished, wrote down her total and looked up. "My
total is $895.00," she said. "That's something more than half of what we
think they owe me."

"Check," JM said as FM kissed her on the cheek.

"Got it," Tom said, "Maggie, I don't want to sound like a husband or
something, but I think Monday I need to drive you to Mom and Dad's bank and
you open up an account. That much money isn't safe -and somehow I don't
think we need my mom or dad wondering how some 13 year old who just moved
in has that much money to deposit now with more to come."

She patted him on his bare thigh. "You're right Sweetie. "

"Say, look, why don't you two tell us about Jones Lab School. Maybe we can
go there if it sounds like fun. Like, do they have strange names for things
like Hogwarts does?"

The two laughed. "Well, there are some, though we don't really think them
strange. Okay, to hit the one that might disturb some outsiders, we have
room mates, roomies, and beddies," FM said.

"Uh, start with beddie, would you?" Maggie asked.

"Yep. First, to explain. The vast majority of dorm rooms are for two people
of the same grade. Sixth grade boarders live in a cottage with a couple who
are the house parents. From there there are now four dorms, called 7/8,
9/10, and 11/12. The lowest one actually has two buildings which are 7/8 I
and 7/8 II. They say there may be a second 9/10. Now most rooms have a boy
and a girl in each room. Open gay and lesbian kids room together.

"So, in the beginning the two are room mates. They may become close friends
and become roomies. On the other hand, they may find somebody else and
become close friends with that person and stay room mates. Then some, the
smallest number really, at some point push their beds together and become
beddies. FM and I are beddies . We've been at that stage since I was in
seventh grade and FM was a freshman. The other weird thing with us is that
we've roomed in the 11/12 dorm since I was eighth grade as my Mom and Dad
were 7/8 Dorm Counselors and I got grandmothered."

"I guess another thing would be both the V and 14/1," FM said. "If you are
a virgin, either boy or girl, you wear a plain necklace with a small "V" on
it. That starts at sixth grade and both dormies and townies wear it, if
they are eligible. Now, the school takes the old fashioned idea that a
virgin is a girl or boy who has not had vaginal intercourse. Along with
that is that all entering virgins, boy or girl, townie or dormie must
pledge they will TRY to remain in that status until at least they are
fourteen years and one day old." He laughed. "That made it' hard on me,"

"Why?' Maggie asked,

"Well, Prize and I are twins and we were born at seven months. FM was
conceived the same time, but was a normal birth so he's two months younger
than I am. So I passed 14/1 and remained a virgin until FM hit 14/1. There
are Jones kids who stay virgin until they're 16 or 17. There are actually
right now two beddie couples who are seniors and still virgins, according
to school rules. But oral and anal doesn't count! It's that ole hymen
that's the deal," FM laughed at that.

"Then there are scrubbies. These are normally roomies or beddies but not
always but who almost always shower together and scrub each other's back -
or so they say. They often go to the rear where there are half walls and
maybe other things happen," FM said. "Oh, in case you didn't know the whole
bath area is common. There are urinals of course, but the commodes have
stalls but no door. All the showers have hoses so water fights will break
out and stuff.

"Now, on the down side, there's the DRB - the Discipline Review Board - and
that can be real bad. That's major offenses and that can go all the way for
detention to expulsion through The Paddle. That's painful and
embarrassing."

"They beat you?" Maggie asked, surprised.

"The school has a waver for that since it's private. No more than five
swats - but it's normally by a male faculty even if the one leaning over is
a girl and it's public. They bring you out during your lunch, so your
friends get to see you. They ask you if you accept the punishment. You have
to say yes. A no is expulsion, no matter what. Then you lean over a table
at the front so you are exposed to everyone's views. Now, you'd think that
seeing a couple hundred fellow teens running around all neked all day long
this would be no big deal. But what you see with the punishee bent over is
different from seeing a friend at the locker if a townie," JM said.

"You ever see one?" Tom asked.

"Oh, my lunch may see three or four a year. Most of them are a oneer. When
I was in eighth grade I saw a threeer - and she was a girl. But Mom got one
of those when she was in seventh grade, I think. It was before there were
dorms. Just getting built. Anyway, this jerk ticked her off, threatened
her. She threw him over her shoulder. She got three and he got expelled."

"Wow. So you like Jones?" Tom asked.

FM and JM looked at each other. "Wouldn't want it any other way," JM
said. Of course, I can't imagine another guy than Francois Mason. " She
grinned, "Tom might be a close second, though."

"Uh, so is there a lot of sex going on?" Maggie asked.

"Not as much as some outsiders think," FM said. "We here a lot from my
folks. And Mom is on city counsel and hears a lot from people who live in
the area. Fact is we've never had a pregnant student or a student with an
STD. Of course part of that is the mandatory barrier shots. They do three
things. For guys, it caused sperm to die as soon as it enters a girl's
vagina. For girls it prevents the egg from being entered by a sperm. For
both it prevents any and all STDs. The downside is its' three shots, they
hurt like hell, and you need to take them every two years."

So how much does it cost?" Tom asked.

"FM and I don't know. I've tried to find out from Mom, but since she's a
teacher there and so is dad and they're dorm counselors they get a serious
discount. FM gets a big military discount. But it's a fair amount. I've
heard a few kids talk about $20,000 for a townie. "

"Dad can cover that. Look, let's just barge in on them and say `we want to
go to Jones Lab with FM and JM," Tom said.

"Mom can't afford that. Even if my brother is not dying of leukemia. Nice
touch, by the way." Maggie smiled. "You guys know my dad has some racism in
him. So does Mom. If Tom were, say, Leroy, I have no idea what she might
think. And if she knew I slept with him last night...."

"Uh. Well, I know for a fact that both Mom and Dad can charm anybody," Tom
said. "Let's do this. Talk to them now. Tomorrow we'll invite Maggie's mom
to come here. She'll have my mom and dad, FM and JM's mom and dad, if my
mom and dad agree for me."

"Well, if you don't go, I can't go. I'm serious we are poor. That money
will go good for mom."

JM stood up. "Let's go," she said as she headed for the door,

Minutes later the four walked quietly into the den, The parents of two of
them looked up. "Tom, is the house on fire?" his father asked.

"No Dad, but we're having a serious talk about school."

"No, you may not drop out and start peddling drugs," his mother said,

"Darn" Mason said. "I'm looking for a cheaper dealer with better stuff."

"I'm serious Mom. Really. "

"If Tom were a boy, he'd roll his eyes. Oh, look. JM's doing it for
him. Boys don't know how to roll their eyes anyway."

"Mom!" JM said.

"Okay. What is it kids?"

"They've been telling Maggie and me about Jones. What say I transfer there
for my junior and senior year? I know it's a bit expensive, but I think you
can afford it."

"You really think you'd like that idea?" Mason asked,

"Yes sir. It just sounds like a great idea."

"Let us talk to your friends folks. Go on back and we'll call you in about
fifteen minutes."

"Uh,, Mom and Dad. One other thing. Maggie would like to go, too. Problem
is her dad is out of a job and her mom doesn't have that great a
one. They're getting a divorce and selling their old house,"

"So, Maggie, I hate to intrude, but is that correct?"

"Yes, sir. It is. I don't want to be a bother, but the school sounds great
and I really like Tom a lot."

"Tell me, Maggie," Tom's mom started, "are you and Tom having sex?"

Maggie looked straight into the eyes of Tom's mother. "Yes ma'am. We
are. And yes ma'am, we slept together last night. Now if you want me to
leave, I'll just ask if it's okay for Tom to drive me home,"

Tom's mom got up and gave Maggie a hug. "No dear. That was shear guts. Roy,
if you don't pay her tuition, I will."

"I agree. You have guts, young lady. But what will your mom say?"

"I don't know, sir. I'm ashamed, but my mom is a bit racist, I'm afraid."

"I can handle that. Maybe I'll put on my chains and open vest to introduce
myself as `Sweet Daddy George.' Debbie sure lapped it up. Didn't you,
dear?"

"Oh, yes. I remember you looked down at me in the mosh pit. You smiled. I
screamed, ripped all the buttons off my blouse to get rid of it, pulled my
bra off and threw it up to you and yelled `my numbers are on it!"."

"And I threw it on the pile that was already there." The teens laughed.

"Can't do that now, Mom," Tom said.

Debbie looked down at her bare boobs and said, "I guess not Tom. Okay,
kids, let us four talk a few minutes. We'll call."

So the four trooped back upstairs and into Tom's room.

"Adults!" Tom said.

"Mothers!" JM said.

"I wonder if she really did?" FM said. "Dad said she could get wild."

"Somethings kids probably don't need to know about their folks," Maggie
said. For several minutes silenced reined.

"Yeah, Maggie," Tom said as he hugged her. Tom's phone sounded his
alarm. He picked it up. "Yes, Dad. OH GREAT THANK YOU!! Yes, here's
Maggie. Maggie, Dad wants to speak to you."

"Yes, sir. Oh, yes Uncle Roy. Yes, I know Uncle Tom. Nice guy. Yes, ready
to write it down? Here it is," and Maggie read it off. "No sir, we don't
have internet right now other than my phone and Mom's. Yes. Bye and
thanks."

Maggie's eyes seemed to dim as she threw her arms around Tom's neck. "Your
dad said as long as we can be admitted and Mom will go along with me going
there. we're going to be at Jones next year."

Tom's phone rang again. "Yes, Mom. We'll be right down. Yes, Mom. We'll
wash up. Wash behind our ears, too." He turned to the other
three. "Dinner. Let's go." They went.

Maggie feasted again, not wanting to look a pig, but almost overwhelmed
compared what she'd had at home the last four months, After dinner parents
and kids parted, the four returning to Tom's little palace.

"You know what? I think Tom's dad's going to ask that question of
Maggie. I'm willing to sacrifice myself. Tom, how would you like to let me
spend the night with you in your bed and Maggie sleep with FM? FM, he
doesn't snore much and doesn't spit in his sleep." The other three laughed,
then drew silent, looking at each other.

"FM, would you like to sleep with me?" Maggie asked,

"This is a Jefferson family trap. I know it is. I should call Dad. " FM
smiled, then put his hand on Maggie's. "I don't hog the covers like some
others do. Yes, Maggie Bilko. I would. "

"f it's okay with Tom, it's okay with me," JM said. "My stud is getting a
bit predictable." The other three laughed.

`You know, these two begin to sound like my folks corney jokes," Tom
said. "Let's go down before Dad comes up with another skit.

They went, said good night and then split, Tom and JM to his room while FM
went with Maggie to the guest bedroom next door where he and JM had
slept. The four met in the connecting bathroom with some confusion and
awkwardness even with two sinks. Then Tom and JM vanished into the one
bedroom while FM, his cock half hard, and Maggie went into the guest
bedroom with a nicely made bed, FM closed the door behind them.

"Maggie. Your call. We can just go to sleep."

"Is that what you want?"

"I think you are a wonderful girl. Rationally, I'd say we just met. But I
think that even now Tom and JM are getting ready for physical love. Not
sure what kind. I think I'd like to make love with you, Maggie Bilko."

She hugged and kissed him. "FM, I hope we can make love."

"So do I," he said as the two sank onto the bed. They did. More than
once. Maggie woke to a phone the next morning.

"Hello?"

"Maggie?"

"Yeah."

"Love, it's Tom. Your mom is on her way. Get dressed. Clothes on. FM
too. JM's getting dressed. She does know how to cuss. My parents are
hitting the kitchen for breakfast. I think JM's mom is practicing the
greatest speech since the Gettysburg Address. Love you. Really."

Maggie punched FM. Maybe another time, she thought as she gave him another
shake which rocked his eyes. "Up, FM. Parents coming. Get up." He rose.

"Uh, now?'

"Not that. My mom 's coming . Get dressed. Me too "

"So soon? Aw crap."

"Her work schedule sucks." Maggie suddenly realized that her clothes were
in Tom's room, most of them hidden from her mom. JM barged in with a bag.

"Maggie. Put these on. Shorts and top are nice but not sexy. They should
fit you."

"Thanks."

Minutes later Maggie and FM, both dressed, came down for breakfast to meet
her mother. "Good morning, Mom," Maggie said as she spotted her mother
looking slightly bewildered as she stood in the center of Tom's and JM's
parents.

"You are Sweet Daddy George. I liked you best with rock n roll songs, but
the rap was okay, too,"

"Thanks. Let's all sit down to some breakfast and discuss this. By the way,
my real name is Roy. My dad was big Roy Rogers fan."

"Oh. Well, you say you are willing to pay Maggie's tuition to this Jones
Lab School. Why?"

"Well, Mason and I are grads of Jones. I'm currently running for Congress
with an excellent chance of being elected. Mason is a college
professor. For a school to be in operation for just at twenty years now, it
has a remarkable rate of student success. It has a 100% graduation rate,
though I will admit that some students leave Jones for their last two years
in high school. Most of those are very promising athletes who hope for a
big scholarship in college. Jones does lack that expertise. Most sports
minded students play on the local high school teams."

"Well, Maggie's interests are not really sports - volley ball and soccer is
about it. But, you are really willing to pay for Maggie to go there?"

"I have to admit that Debbie and I have lots of disposable income. I think
in two days we have fallen in love with Maggie. She's a sweetheart for
sure."

"Well, is there a room where I can talk to Maggie in private?"

"Sure. Tom, take Maggie and her mom to the study, please."

"Sure, Dad," Tom said as he stood up. He reached for Maggie's hand, but she
shook her head and kept it by her side. He nodded. "Follow me, please," he
said and led the way to a door, opened it and motioned them inside. As
Maggie passed she squeezed his hand, then closed the door behind her.

"So you want to go to this school I've heard about it. Everybody's naked."

"Well, Mom. That means the boy behind me can't pop my bra," Maggie said
with a laugh.

"Speaking of bras, that top you have on - I can clearly see your
nipples. And I don't think it's yours."

"JM lent it to me. We were all rushed and I just didn't put my bra on."

"Rushed. So were you sleeping with one of those black boys?"

"Mom!"

"Seems strange. Two white teen girls. Two black teen boys. One set of
parents, black husband, white wife."

"Yes, Mom. Tom and I have slept together. I think we're in love with each
other."

"So this black stud has fucked my daughter!"

No, Mom. Tom's made love to me. He's sweet and gentle and kind."

"Margaret. I'm divorcing that rapist of a father you have. And you can just
find some other place to live. I'm out of here. Come find your stuff in the
hall. So go sleep with that mongrel. Have a mongrel." With that she tore
open the door, rushed out, slamming it as she left. Maggie stood transfixed
for a minute, tears forming in her eyes.

The door opened as Tom rushed in to hug her. "Maggie. I'm here for you,"
Tom said. Maggie threw her arms around him as she began to sob. "It's okay,
Maggie. Mom and Aunt Paige are driving after your mom, I think they can
talk sense into her. "

`Hold me, Tom." He grabbed some tissues from their box, dabbed her eyes
with some and gave them to her.

"Maggie. It's JM. It will be alright. Tom, your dad just said Maggie can
stay here as long as she needs to. Here, let me talk to her. Okay? Give her
a kiss and go talk to the other boys." Maggie turned to allow Tom's kiss,
then turned back to JM. "Maggie, come sit on the couch with me. Cry if you
need to. It's okay." Maggie sniffed.

"I guess it's be alright. Mom's had a hard, hard time."

"So have you." She gave Maggie a sisterly kiss. "Come on, let's go mess
with the male mind, if there is any such thing." Maggie gave her a wan
smile and stood up.

The two girls came back into the family room to find it empty. Then Uncle
Roy came in first, wearing crocs and nothing else, followed immediately by
Tom and FM, wearing about the same. "I see we're over dressed," JM said,
"Come on, Maggie, let's go get au natural."

"Sure. Mom sure wouldn't be upset about my nipples showing through a top's
cloth," With that the two went upstairs to the room JM shared with JM for
the weekend.

"So, now that the tension has died down and it's just us girls, how was
FM?"

Maggie smiled. "Well, we had sex three times. FM was very good, I came at
least six times. We promised each other more in the morning, but you know,
crap happens,"

"Yeah. Well, your Tom is quite the stud himself. We did too, five times,
which included oral by both of us. Yeah, I got it off, too. Not sure how
many. Well, let's swap back tonight and make sure we do that a few times
once Jones starts. We just have to let the counselors know where we will
be. "

"Can Tom and I be room mates?"

"Probably. I'm sure the deans will talk to both of you. Once you and Tom
are accepted, you each need to send an e-mail to your dean asking to room
together and explain your position. You won't know until you see your room
assignment. "

"Oh. Well, we'll try. I just can't imagine sharing a room with a boy other
than Tom."

"I know what you mean. Nothing else, you get to know how he steals the
covers."

"He hasn't yet."

JM laughed. "You slept with Tom one night and FM one night. You're going to
be sleeping with Tom, I guess for the next two weeks. Then, I hope, for the
next several years. He's going to steal your covers."

"Okay. I'll kick him." With that the two laughed and stripped off their
clothes to head back downstairs and the family room. There they were soon
joined by Debbie and Paige, each carrying some small sacks.

Debbie said, "Maggie, your mom cried as she tossed your things out the
apartment door. We asked her if she had something we could put your stuff
in and she gave us these sacks. I'm afraid most of it will need either
washing and drying or pressing. I assume you will be in Tom's room. So you
and Tom go take care of that right now."

"Yes, Mom," Tom said.

"Yes, ma'.."

Debbie stopped her. "Maggie, if you feel comfortable, call us Mom and
Dad. We think we should treat you as our daughter for now."

"Thanks... Mom," as Maggie gave her a hug. Then the two picked up Maggie's
possessions to take them upstairs. There Tom found room in his closet and
drawers for her stuff.

"We're going to have to get another dresser. Maybe move one from a guest
room," he said. I've never had bras and panties in my dresser before."

"So how many girls have left clothes in your room?"

Tom got serious. "You'll be the first one, Maggie. The first one." With
that he put his arms around her, then gently guided her to sit on the
bed. That lasted but a minute before they lay on it,arms around each other,
hugging, kissing, touching.

"Oh, God, Maggie. I want you so much now." She slipped her hand down to
feel his cock, now hard.

"Take me, Tom. I don't care how you do it. I want you too. I can feel how
wet I am." Tom rolled her to her back, slipped between her open legs, and
entered her. "Yes," she said. Only a minute later she said, `YES!"

"OH!" Tom shouted into her mouth." Then they lay still,rolling to be side
by side. "I'm getting hard again," he whispered.

"Later tonight, my love. Somebody's going to knock on the door - if they
knock." She withdrew her body from him, smiled and kissed him, "Get up,
dear." They rose up to see the others. Maggie thought as they left the
room, I'll have him all night. He won't steal the covers.





Dear Reader,



When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than
between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth
came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party
"... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly
states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read
"... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point
out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors
will be corrected.



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