Chapter Two

I was born an original sinner
I was born from original sin
If I had a dollar bill for all things I’ve done

There’d be a mountain of money piled up to my chin
Missionary Man
Eurythmics

Over the next two weeks or so that little scene played itself out so many times David thought he’d lose his mind before she let him stick it in her.  He spent so much time with her that he almost forgot about the guys and the Social Security checks. The guys didn’t forget about him they came looking for him one day and he was up front about why he hadn’t been around. They laughed at him and called him stupid; didn’t he know the dumb little twit was just using him for pot and booze? That’s all she wanted and she wasn’t ever gonna let him FUCK her! She was just using that tight little body of hers to get what she wanted out of him. That pissed him off, he’d spent a lot of money on her between the pot and booze, he’d introduced her to a little green pill called Valium and Kim seemed to like that and it wasn’t cheap. He brought her flowers and a box of chocolates once, they ate the entire box after getting so high they couldn’t see straight and they just lay side by side on the green grass of the ball field laughing hysterically.

“You better make sure you get yours outta that bitch,” Anthony Perrin warned, “I’m tellin’, Davy, she’s just usin’ you. You don’t wanna be no sucker, do ya?”

Sucker? Up until this second he hadn’t thought of himself as a sucker even though she’d sent him home several times with a severe case of Blue Balls.  “No,” Davy mumbled looking down at the ground.

“Then I’m tellin’ ya, Davy my man, the next time you hook up with that chick you make damn sure you get yours.”

“Yeah, right.” Davy agreed half-heartedly. She’d jerked him off once, but he didn’t tell them that. Every time she touched his cock—which wasn’t nearly as often as he’d like!-- her hand shook and she got this terribly guilty look on her face. She wasn’t real good at jerking him off either; when he came she squealed and scooted away from him. Davy tried to tell himself that it was her first time and what else could he expect? But if these guys were right then maybe she was just playing him and she wasn’t all that wide-eyed and innocent after all.

“Listen up, man, guys like us,” Billy pointed to each of them, “chicks always want what we got but their problem is they don’t never wanna pay for it they think they’re such hot shit we should just GIVE it to ‘em. Watch yourself, Davy; don’t let that bitch walk on you like that. Don’t go believin’ everything she says neither, chicks’ll tell ya anything to get what they want; you just make sure you get yours. Be a man, Davy, don’t be a fuckin’ doormat.”

That was the end of the conversation, after that the three of them, Davy, Anthony and Billy went off on a tangent, knocking over mailboxes and headstones in the cemetery. They got stoned behind a massive mausoleum and Billy introduced Davy to something called Liquid Rush. WHOA NELLIE! That stuff was awesome! It made Davy’s head spin so fast he thought he’d never catch up with it and the one thought spinning with it was; sucker.

David Jackson wasn’t anybody’s sucker and the next time he saw Kim he was gonna lay it down for her; either she put out or that was the end of the freebies.  Fate is always looking over your shoulder, just waiting to throw some test or another at you just to see what you’ll do and this was no different. The next day, in school, Kim came up to him in the hall and told him her parents were going away for the whole weekend. If he wanted, well, he could come by.

“I might just do that.” Was all he said before tossing his books into his locker and slamming the door shut.  “See ya.”

“Davy?” Kim said in a soft voice and touched him on the upper arm. “Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?” She really liked him probably more than she should and he was the first boyfriend she ever had the last thing she wanted to do was make him mad. The other girls warned her that this would happen if she kept leaving him hanging.  Kim stood on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear.  What she whispered made him jump and then blush.

“Yeah?” Davy asked.

“Yeah,” she returned with a coy smile and uncertain nod of her pretty head.

“I’ll see you ‘bout six.” Without thinking about it he kissed her forehead in front of everybody and everybody oohed and ahhed and giggled over it before he walked off.

 Come six o’clock David showed up on her front step, clean shirt, clean jeans, his hair combed just right, his heart pounding in his chest and hoping he didn’t look as nervous as he felt. In one hand he had a bouquet of flowers —he’d picked them out of someone’s garden on his way to the house—quarter-ounce of purple haze and his switchblade in his back pocket and bottle of Boone’s Farm in his other hand. Anthony bought it for him at the local packy.  Kim seemed to like Strawberry Wine, so did he for that matter so he really didn’t mind plunking down the two bucks on the bottle. In his front pocket he had a bottle of assorted pills and depending on what the evening called for he would dole out the correct one to her. Danny was home with his nose in a book and, since it was Friday that meant Danny was alone and that John and Jen were off to some jazz club they probably wouldn’t be home until late Sunday night.

Kim looked so pretty, just like a picture, when she opened the door to let him in. She had a white dress that hung just above her knees and hugged every curve of her young body including those bodacious ta-tas.  Her dark hair was pulled back away from her face in a braid and she had dangly sparkly earring that caught the light and made her face glow.  “Hi, Davy.” She said shyly and stepped aside to allow him entry.

“Hey, Kim.” He returned trying to sound cool and aloof.  If those guys were right about her then she had a nasty surprise in store by the end of the night. If she did what she told him she was gonna when they were in school then he’d let her skate with that and not push for anything more….not just yet anyway. Walking into the ranch-style house the first thing he noticed was how freakin’ clean it was! Kim’s family weren’t slobs…exactly…but the girl must have spent half the afternoon dusting, straightening and washing the whole place. The second thing he noticed was that something in the kitchen smelled really good. Smelled so good that it made his stomach rumble.

“Sit down, Davy.” Kim invited.

Her voice brought him around. “Here,” he said in a sharper tone than he intended and held out the brown paper bag. “I got this for us.”

Kim took it from him and slid the bottle from the bag. “Oooh, my favorite.” She cooed with a smile. “I’ll get some glasses.” Nervously she wandered into the kitchen telling herself that everything was going to be all right, even if, somehow, some way, they did end up ‘doing it’, she loved David and it would be ok.  Smoothing out her skirt and checking her hair in the chrome toaster she came back to the living room with two of her mother’s very expensive crystal wine glasses.  “Will you pour?”

“Sure.” David who was already making himself comfortable on the overstuffed couch of the living room rather than the sorta ratty one the Navarro’s kept in the basement, felt a bit like he was playing a big game of House as he took the glasses from her trembling hand. “You ok, Kim?”

“I gotta check on dinner, I made, um, I made, well, it’s a family dish,” she explained. “It’s called ponsett, it’s got noodles and chicken and pork and shrimp, it’s really good, I promise, I hope you like it.” She certainly did hope he liked it, she’d followed her mother’s recipe for the Filipino—which her mother was full-blooded, her dad being a full blood Cherokee— dish to the letter and it took her almost two hours to prepare the dish which she did with a lot of love and a good dose of trepidation.

“Smells great,” Davy said with a grin. “I’m sure it tastes good too, Kim.” He looked around again thinking about what Anthony and Billy said she couldn’t be stringing him along not if she’d…. “You didn’t have to go this much trouble.”

“No trouble,” she said with a titter and a shining glint in those dark eyes. “I wanted to do it.”

“Why?” David asked as he started to pour cheap wine into expensive glasses.

For a moment or two she just stared at him not knowing what to say and then it just tumbled out; “Because I love you.” Then she skittered away back to the kitchen leaving David sitting on the couch with his mouth hanging open.

Chicks’ll say anything

“Yeah, right, anything.” He muttered under his breath and waited for her to come back.

They sat in the dining room for dinner, which was really good and David couldn’t stop complimenting her on it, after all it was way better than that shit Jen microwaved, tossed on a plate and called dinner.  The noodles were skinny and lightly covered in some type of sauce he couldn’t identify but that didn’t matter because it was tasty. Never being one for seafood he picked around the shrimp.  By the time dinner was over they’d gone through the bottle of Boone’s Farm Strawberry Wine and Kim was asking if he wanted coffee.

“Nah,” Davy replied. “I don’t like it much. Why don’t you come n’ sit with me?”

“The dishes…”

“I’ll help.” He volunteered quickly. It was the least he could do after she’d gone to so much trouble for him.  Rolling up his sleeves so that he could wash while she dried the small load of dirty plated they stood at the sink talking and laughing and enjoying the more-grown-up version of House they were engaging in.  After the dishes were washed and put away they adjourned to the living room just as Davy wanted. Kim sat next to him on the couch while he rolled a joint. “There we go the perfect after dinner mint.” He cracked as he held it up for her to see. “Ladies first.” He passed it and the Bic to her.

Kim lit the joint, something she was becoming very practiced in, drew a quick hit and then blew it out as it was mostly paper before taking a deeper hit and holding it while she passed it back to him. “Thanks for coming tonight. I was afraid you were really mad at me.”

Taking a hit off the joint he measured her carefully. The meal was good. She’d spent a lot of time on it and on making the house look good but… “Did’ja mean what you said? Back at school.”

Kim took the joint back and stiffened at his words. She took a hit that was much deeper than she was accustomed to and immediately started to cough. Smoke came out of her mouth and her face turned bright red, for a few seconds Davy got nervous but she got herself under control and took another, smaller, hit off the joint before passing it back. “Do you want me to?”

That was a dumbass question of course he wanted her to!  What guy didn’t want his chick to do that?  “Yeah,” he said. At this point he knew he should add the words ‘only if you want to’ but he just let them hang in the air like an unseen ghost.  Over the last few weeks he’d spent a lot money and time on her it was time for her to pay him back.  She looked at him uncertainly and bit down on her bottom lip.

“Ok,” she said finally and took a last hit off the joint.  The other girls told her how to do this and they said it was nasty but that boys really liked it and it would make him happy and keep her ‘in tact’ that way her father wouldn’t be mad.  Kim slid off the couch and settled on her knees between his legs. “Davy…?”

“Go on, it won’t bite ya and s'long as you don’t bite it we’ll be A-ok, got it?”  David slouched on the couch so that his hips pushed further forward and he was in a comfortable position while he took another toke.  “You want me to take it out or you want to do it?”

In the pit of her stomach Kim had a very bad feeling but, well, she did like him so much and the last thing she wanted was to disappoint him. “I’ll do it.”  Unbuttoning and then unzipping his Levis, David raised his ass off the couch so she could get his jeans down to his thighs as he toked on the last of the joint and stared at her pretty young face. There it was. Right in front of her. Yep, that was it.  For a minute she felt like running away, just getting up, tossing open the front door and running off into the night.  Wrestling with her fear Kim got a hold of herself to the point where she could take David’s cock in her hand. At first it was soft and flaccid but as she touched it his cock grew bigger like it had done before on the day she jerked him off only then it was already stiff when he pulled it free from his jeans. “Kiss me?” She asked softly. “Please.”

Her words made him harder. David sat up, crushed the roach out on the coffee table and then put his lips over hers. “It’s ok, Kimmy, don’t be scared, I promise, it’s ok. No matter what.” David kissed her again and this time her lips didn’t tremble. “It’s ok,” he whispered again. “Go on, do it, I won’t tell.”

Believing and wanting to please him she broke away and her lips descended down over his cock as she held her breath.  It didn’t smell bad. It smelled like soap, she’d been afraid it would smell like piss or poop or something bad but it didn’t so that made it a little better.  While it was hard it was warm and still soft on her lips. Kim licked it, above her David moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head.  She knew he liked it little by little she took it half way into her mouth while she rolled her tongue around the shaft.

David gripped the couch pillow next to him. He thought for sure he’d just he’d cum, just explode right then and there. While he hadn’t been sure what to expect he’d looked at enough dirty magazines not to mention watching Jen and John with each other and their friends to get a good clue but this was better than he’d hoped and Davy couldn’t wait until she was done so that he could put it somewhere else.  “That’s good,” he encouraged as she looked up at him. He stroked her hair and then her cheek. “Yeah, that’s real good, I like it don’t stop.  Can you take more of it, try.” He said breathlessly. “Just a little more, yeah, a little more. Do it.”

Kim didn’t know if it was the pot, the wine or being here with him like this but her head tingled and then began to spin to the point where she thought she was going to pass out.  Then his hips were pushing forward and almost the whole of his cock slid into her mouth and down her throat. Kim started to gag and tried to pull away but his hand was on the back of her head keeping her in place the more she tried to get away the hard he kept her where he wanted her until she thought for sure she’d choke to death before….

David’s hips rose and rose and fell, rose and fell as his head kept a grip on the back of her head. At the time he didn’t see anything wrong with it and it would be a good many years before he did, it just felt so fucking good.  His breath caught in his lungs as his heart raced in his chest and fire rose in his stomach and his legs stiffened as he planted his feet firmly on the floor. Kim struggled to get away her hands pushed down on his thighs but he was far stronger than her even in this position.  “Don’t stop,” he demanded on the verge of….

Suddenly the hard cock in her mouth started to throb and pulsate. Before she knew it or could try to avoid it a hot load of salty cum spewed into her mouth…

“Swallow it,” David demanded. “Don’t spit me out.”

She didn’t seem to have another choice anyway not with him holding there from behind and with his hips. Kim swallowed down the whole hot load even though all she wanted to do was vomit. She’d do that later and brush her teeth….for hours. Davy wouldn’t know about that, no he’d never know about that.

When he couldn’t cum anymore he let go of her head and she pulled away from him. “That was fuckin’ awesome.” He mumbled breathlessly as he slumped against the pillows. Billy and Anthony were wrong about her, she wasn’t just talking, and she wasn’t stringing him along. Would she have done THAT if she was? Hell no.

Feeling dirty and guilty and wanting to cry she got up and went into the kitchen.  Before she could start crying he was behind her.

“What’s wrong, Kimmy? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Promise you won’t tell anyone, please, Davy, swear it.”  If word got around school….if it got back to her dad!

“I already said I wouldn’t.” He said putting his hands on her shoulders.  “Come back to the couch with me. I got something else for you.”

All she really wanted was for him to leave so she could cry and brush her teeth and curl up in her nice warm safe bed.  “Ok,” Kim mumbled struggling to keep her cool.

Back in the living room David pulled the bottle of pills from his pocket. The girl looked like she could use a downer for sure. “Take this.” He handed her a Valium.

“What is it?” She asked hesitantly.

“It’ll make you feel better.” He said. “Go on, I’ll get us something to drink.” Yeah, maybe she could use a drink. He didn’t know what his own cum tasted like but maybe it wasn’t good, at least from the look on her face he thought so.  Back in the kitchen he grabbed two bottles of Coke and brought them back out to the living room. Kim took the pill he gave her and swallowed half the bottle of cold soda in one gulp.  “Wanna smoke another joint?”

Kim nodded enthusiastically. “Please.” She took another drink of the cold soda grateful that it was taking the salty taste out of her mouth. “Davy,” she looked at him with sad eyes. “You don’t think….I mean…you don’t….”

“Think you’re a slut?” He finished the ugly sentence with ease as he broke up the bud. “Nah, I don’t think so.”  David rolled the joint, lit it then passed it to her. 

“My dad would.”

“Screw him. What does he know?” David asked.  Still she looked scared and so damn guilty. They smoked the joint in silence and then before he knew it she was on his lap and they were making out. Her sweet little body was pressed so tightly against his that he could hardly tell where she ended and he began. Twenty minutes later between the pot, wine, passion and Valium, she was passed out on the couch next to him.

Now, David who was hornier than a horny toad once more KNEW he should leave. Yes, he did know that was the right thing to do.  However, that white skirt of hers was pushed way up on her brown thighs and he could see the barest hint of the pink panties she was wearing. They looked lacy and silky.  His hand ran up her inner thigh. Kim moaned and let out little sounds but her eyes didn’t open.  It had been so very nice of her to take care of him like that maybe there was something else she could do for him. 

Yeah, just one other thing.
No big deal.
Nah, not really.

 Leaning over her David unbuttoned her blouse and ran the flat of his hand across her breasts her nipples hardened at his touch.  Very nice. The blowjob was great but his cock was stirring again and it could be a long time before she actually let him slip it to her. This was a golden opportunity if there ever was one.  Reaching under her skirt he pulled down the pretty pink panties and slid them off her long tan legs.  Still, she didn’t wake up.

Taking down his zipper and then sliding out of his jeans David settled over her sleeping body.  “It won’t hurt this way.” He whispered to her. “Promise.”  Parting her legs further with his knee he tried to enter her but she was dry and inexperienced.  He remembered that Playboy magazine and Amber who wanted to be a rocket scientist—for a second he wondered if she ever did or if she ended up making porno movies out of the back of someone’s trailer—Amber’s pussy was older and more experienced than this one but more to the point it had been wet. That would make it easier for him to get in it.  Back then he’d used good old fashioned spit to get the job done and he didn’t see any reason why that wouldn’t work this time.  On his knees between her legs he flicked his tongue around her. Above him she moaned deeply and his cock twitched at the sound because it sounded like she liked that.  Soon she was wet just like he wanted and David was sliding into home plate. 

Kim’s hole was tight, very tight and pushing it to hurt him as much as it would have hurt her had she been awake for the event. She was hot and dry but that didn’t last long, soon there was a trickle of blood that greased his path.  Even though she wasn’t giving him any trouble at all David took out the knife and held it to her throat he found he got off on the power he held in his hand. He could just end her life right here and now, she’d never know what hit her.  As that realization hit he came, the knife slipped from his hand and nicked her dark flesh bringing with it another trickle of blood. He didn’t know which was getting him off more, the hot wetness surrounding him or the power trip.  Didn’t matter, either way, he dumped another hot load into her.

When he was done with and hoisting up his cock he saw the blood on her thighs and on the couch cushion. That wasn’t any good.  Kim was still out of it and he had the feeling she probably wouldn’t wake up until tomorrow. That was good for him.  In the bathroom he wet a wash cloth and then cleaned her up. After that he cleaned her virgin blood from the couch, no sense in making her daddy mad.  Nope, none at all. Before he left he pulled her panties back on, kissed her and then wrapped a blanket around her.

The girl probably woke up never realizing he’d fucked her while she was out of it.  It was just like he thought, just like that girl, Amber, in the Playboy magazine he’d been jerking off to when Karen (and her lovely big titties) came up the stairs to knock on his door.

David hung out with her on and off over the next few weeks but things were never the same between them. There was always this odd unseen force between them it was awkward and neither of them knew what to do about it. She was always skittish and scared around him.

A couple of more weeks went by and one day Kim came to school with a broken arm and swollen face. David asked her what happened she said she fell down the stairs. His gut told him that was a lie but he believed her anyway. Mostly he believed her just because he wanted to because something told him the truth was so ugly he just didn’t want to hear it.

That Truth was she was pregnant and in telling her parents and swearing up and down she had no idea how it happened and that it had to be a miracle…it just had to be! Her father twisted her arm up behind her back until it snapped in two and then he hit her until she couldn’t take it anymore and finally her mother stepped in and broke it up. A few days after that Kim left school without a word to anyone let alone him.

Seven months later Kim came back to school just after the start of their freshman year saying she’d had to go and stay with a sick aunt who was too feeble to care for herself.  Many, many, many years later, David Jackson would die never knowing he had a daughter in this world or that pretty little Kim Navarro dropped out of high school before her 16^th birthday only to become a drug-addicted prostitute who died with a needle in her arm before her 21^st birthday. That her arms, the ones with the ugly track marks would never stop aching to hold the baby girl she gave away.  That was why she’d turned to the needle in the first place. Over the course of her short miserable life Kim never did come to understand just how she got pregnant or why her parents couldn’t accept their granddaughter. To the day she died she swore that Margaret (in her mind that was her daughter’s name. Kim saw her just before the nurse took the baby away. Margaret had jet black hair and beautiful blue eyes that haunted her mother’s dreams and every waking moment for the rest of her life) was a miracle sent from God but her father said miracles didn’t happen to whores like her.  And they didn’t. When Kim died alone in a rat infested hotel no one came to claim her skinny abused body and she was cremated at the expense of the tax payers of Cook County.

Maybe the knowledge of the beating Kim took and the baby she’d carried and subsequently been forced to give away would have turned David around and stopped his downward spiral and hers. Maybe they could have helped each other in some way.

If he’d stayed around Kim might have told him or someone else about the baby. Word might have gotten around to him and then David would have known about his daughter and what was happening in Kim’s house when he wasn’t there. Maybe he would have even tried to do something about it but Fate was funny and just a few days after Kim returned to school Jen and John announced the end of their very unconventional marriage and it was back to the orphanage for Daniel and David.   

End Chapter Two Of The Life Of David: Blood Ties II
By Moon Mistress
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