Chapter One

 

"Baggledy bingldy bongldy boom. Dinglby bobbly burbly boo. Nickly nacklby - ."

"Paige, would you please shut the fuck up," Kendall said in irritation.

"Soomeeeboodyyy's craaaankyyyy," the little blonde replied.

Kendall grabbed at her and Paige squealed and leapt forward. She was barely five feet tall, though, and her short legs were no match for Kendall, who reached out and grabbed the first thing that came to hand, which was her short, light skirt flying behind her. That yanked the running girl up short just as Kendall's hand swung in and forward and struck her bare bottom.

Crack!

"Ahh! Fuck! That hurt, Kendall! You bitch!"

"Stop talking weird, then," Kendall said. "And why aren't you wearing any underwear?"

"I don't like underwear. And it's fucking hot out." Paige scowled as she rubbed her sore cheeks.

"That's a pretty short and lightweight skirt to not even have a G-string on underneath."

"I'm not shy."

Which was true enough. Paige was a bubbly, free-spirited, but petite girl. She'd irritated a lot of girls back in high school. Kendall had somehow wound up as her friend and protector despite the fact she irritated her too. But they weren't in high school anymore. And Paige hadn't gotten much more serious since.

Kendall, on the other hand, was more of a thinker. And one of the things that had been most bothering her lately was trying to think of a way to make money. And not the crummy cash she got as a part-time salesclerk at both Dollar General and Walmart. She also didn't like juggling the jobs since both of them wanted her available instantly seven days a week - whenever they felt like calling her, of course.

Paige, on the other hand, worked at a truck stop, wearing a tiny kilt and a white blouse she tied together beneath her breasts. With her big blue eyes and flirty attitude, she made very good tips, but that just wasn't something that interested Kendall.

"It's fucking hot out, you know."

"You said that."

"Did I mention I'm blonde?"

"I noticed it myself about five years ago. As soon as I talked to you, I thought, this girl is a blonde airhead."

"Oh, ha-ha, you're so funny."

"You're wearing like SPF nine thousand or something."

"It's still hot as hell and I'm sweating."

"Real women don't sweat, they perspire."

"Yeah, well, you're sweating too."

"I'm perspiring."

She was ambling along the trail at the edge of town. On one side were the fences of the homes that fronted on Yarmo street. On the other side were scrub bushes and low, chitalpa and palo verde trees. Beyond that was the rail line that passed by the town of Vernon, and past that was the desert.

California was a hot place in the summer. Most people knew it for the cities on the coast where most people lived. Vernon wasn't anywhere near the coast. It was about twenty miles west of the Mohave desert. Ocean views were rare, to say the least.

Kendall wore a bikini top and a pair of low-riding shorts. Paige wore a short, light, loose skirt and a crop top with no bra. Paige envied her that. She was simply too big to move comfortably without something holding her breasts in check.

She glanced aside at the old Hernandez place. A new couple had bought it and were fixing it up. Everyone in town knew that. And the first thing they'd done was to have a big old excavator come in and dig a giant hole in the back yard. Then a big truck had arrived, and a crane had levered a big fiberglass pool over the house and set it down in the back yard.

Vernon was not a rich town, to say the least. The stores she worked at were ten miles up the highway at Barstow, a comparatively massive city of about twenty-five thousand people. Vernon was less than a tenth that.

Since they'd put in the pool, they'd also been busy raising the fence so no one could see. Which was probably because the wife (or girlfriend) of the couple was a pretty good-looking and still-young woman of around thirty. The man was no slouch, either. He obviously used to play football and was a large, powerfully built guy, and not bad-looking either.

People in Vernon pretty much kept to themselves and respected someone's desire for privacy. There was an awful lot of curiosity about them, though. Not many people moved to Vernon. Whyever would they, Kendall wondered. Cheaper than Barstow? It wasn't like Barstow was expensive. And if you could afford to put in a pool, and truck in the water to fill it, you weren't poor.

"Where in the hell are we going?"

"I'm stretching my legs. You are tagging along behind me cuz you're bored."

"I don't have as much leg to stretch."

"Shrimp."

"I'm cute as a button. All the truckers say so."

"Before or after they come?"

"Bite me!"

When she was at the truck stop, Paige let her hair fall straight down across her forehead in long, golden bangs that hid her eyebrows, and almost her eyes. Her hair was perfectly straight all around, curving in gently a few inches below her neck in front. Now, of course, it was mostly hidden by a straw hat.

Kendall could well-believe they thought her cute as a button. Paige put some effort into that look. Her outfit looked sexy, but her face and hair caused many a man to restrain himself from saying anything out of line since it made her seem younger than she was.

Kendall couldn't get away with that. She was a head taller and had flinty, suspicious eyes. Her brown hair was parted in the middle and hung down a little past her shoulders. She was pretty, even sexy, but intimidating.

She stopped now and jumped up to grab the low-hanging branch of a pepper tree and draw herself up.

"You are seriously gonna climb a fuckin' tree?" Paige asked in surprise.

"Shh."

She levered herself up onto it and peered over the fence into the back yard of the new people's house.

"Holy flowering Jesus," she said.

"What? What're you looking at? Is the big guy naked?"

"I saw them both heading for Barstow or somewhere west of there ten minutes ago. Didn't you notice?"

"Nope."

"They drove that big old Yukon. Which is a funny name for a car you guy for the desert, if you ask me."

"So, what are you seeing? The pool?"

"Yeah. And it's all filled with water. And it's got bushes and flowers around it. It looks really... nice."

"You are not thinking of sneaking in there, are you?! You wanna get shot?"

"They're on their way to Barstow."

"Which takes like ten minutes!"

"They both went. If it was just some little errand, they wouldn't both go. I bet they'll be gone for an hour or two."

"And if not?!"

"I won't stay long! I just want to get wet."

"Come back to my place and I'll let you use my bathtub."

Kendall dropped back to the ground and moved up to the fence. She walked along it to the corner, then looked around and pointed at the next house over. Its back yard was a lot less protected, and it had junk strewn all around. It also had a ladder propped against a rusting shed.

"Mr. Delgado'll shoot you if he catches you in his back yard!"

"He's at Barneys till after dinner and you know it."

Paige nodded as Kendall hopped the low fence, darted across the yard, grabbed the ladder, and hurried back.

"You sure are working up a sweat. Maybe if you'd stayed home you wouldn't need to dunk yourself in a pool."

Kendall placed the ladder up against the fence in the back and climbed up. She had placed it opposite a tree on the other side of the fence. She was able to climb over the top of the fence and onto a branch, then let herself down from there. Paige followed.

One look at the big, oval-shaped pool and she was toeing off her sneakers. After another moment's consideration, she shucked her shorts, too, then jumped in wearing just her bikini top and thong.

Paige laughed as she came up behind her, then moved around the pool and peered through the windows into the house.

"Doesn't look like anyone's home," she said.

"I know that, dummy! Hop in!"

Paige grinned and then peeled off her crop top. A moment later she dropped her skirt and dove in naked.

"Nature girl," Kendall taunted before diving under water.

She surfaced again and pushed her hair up and out of her face as Paige dove. A moment later she yelped as the girl put a foot into the back of her legs to drop her back, and at the same time yanked her thong down and off.

"Bitch!"

"Who's nature girl now, Kendall?" Paige taunted, tossing the thong behind her onto the deck.

"I'm gonna drown you, runt!"

Paige stuck her tongue out at her and then squealed as the brunette leapt for her. She slid through the water like an eel, then climbed out and jumped in again. She caught at Kendall as she started to climb out and pulled her back and the two wrestled as she undid the clasp to her bra.

"Perve! Weirdo! Sex maniac!" Kendall laughed, not fighting terribly hard as the blonde gleefully yanked her top off and tossed it out of the pool too. Then she swam back into the deep end, where she knew Kendall would be reluctant to follow.

"What's the matter? Scared?" she teased.

"I don't swim that well and you know it."

"What's to worry about with those big floaties?"

"My boobs are not big!"

Paige blew a raspberry.

"They only seem big to you because you're a runt."

"Kendall, you're a thirty-six-C cup. You ain't small."

"I never said I was small. You're small."

"Mine are small cuz of my height. Yours are... big."

"They're normal-sized! They just look a little bigger because I'm uhm, slender."

"I wish I had your tits. I'd make a fortune at the truck stop."

"And all those old guys would be slobbering over me the whole time. No thanks."

Paige swam further into the deep end.

"You should go work at the Desert Rose. You'd make a ton of cash."

"I am not gonna be a stripper!"

"You sure got the body for it. You got the best boobs I ever seen in person."

Kendall slid through the water beneath the surface, slowly turning over and over, loving the feel of the cool water against her bare flesh.

"Man, I wish I was rich," she said as she surfaced.

"If you worked at the Rose you'd be rich."

"And everyone would call me a slut."

"So, move to Barstow where no one knows you."

"Barstow is not exactly a giant city, you know."

"It is compared to this burg."

Paige came closer, then leapt on her back. Kendall swung her around and dumped her, then the two wrestled a little, falling under water several times.

And then one time when they rose, sputtering from the water and dashed the hair and water from their eyes they saw a Hispanic woman standing not far from the pool glaring at them. And holding a very big gun!

Paige squeaked and dove under water. Kendall gasped, jerked her hands in the air, and said, "Don't shoot!"

"Out of the pool, right this second!" the woman ordered.

Heart pounding, Kendall climbed out of the pool, face reddening at her nudity. The woman, by comparison, was wearing a pale green silk blouse over a short white skirt.

"Hands behind your head!" she ordered.

Pulse racing, Kendall obeyed.

"You too! Out!" the woman ordered Paige.

Paige climbed out of the pool, clearly frightened, and moved up beside Kendall.

"Hands behind your head!"

The blonde girl obeyed, staring anxiously at the gun.

Guns weren't all that rare out here, of course, but having one pointed at you definitely was!

"Elbows back!"

Both girls obeyed before even thinking about why.

"So. Burglars," the woman said sternly.

"We ain't burglars!" Paige yelped. "We didn't steal nothing!"

"The law lets me shoot trespassers," the woman growled.

The woman moved closer to them, scowling fiercely. She was several inches taller than Kendall, which made her a tall woman. Her black hair was pulled back in a tightly bound pony tail and her skin was a light cocoa.

"And just what were you two sluts doing naked in my pool? Some kind of lesbian sex?"

"We did not!" Kendall exclaimed indignantly.

"We were just wanting to cool off!" Paige said.

The woman gave her a suspicious scowl. "You going to try and tell me you haven't had your mouth around this girl's nipples more than a time or two?" she demanded, pressing the gun right up against Kendall's left nipple.

Paige stared at her for a moment, jaw dropping.

"Ah ha! I knew it!"

"Just because we ... fooled around once or twice don't mean -!"

"Paige!" Kendall snapped.

"You have very nice nipples," the woman said, rubbing the tip of the barrel back and forth across the center of her breast. "What's your name?"

"Kendall," she gulped.

The woman abruptly jerked the gun over and rested it on Paige's nose.

"What about you, midget?"

"P-P-Paige!" the blonde gasped, eyes crossed as she stared at the barrel.

"You have a very nice body, Paige."

Then she turned back to Kendall. "I bet you get a lot of fun with these," she said, sliding her gun barrel over one of Kendall's breasts, then the other.

Then she let the barrel slide lower and lower until it pushed between Kendall's trembling thighs and brought the barrel up against her dripping wet pussy.

"So, does the blonde girl have a long tongue? Hmm? Have you taught her how to please you?"

Kendall was baffled by the way the woman was acting. She had thought that if caught they'd be yelled at and run off. This was... something entirely different!

"How should I punish you two for trespassing on my property, hmm? Assuming I don't want to shoot you, of course."

"Uhm, let us go?" Paige gulped.

"What kind of punishment is that?"

"Look, lady, you caught us swimming in the pool," Kendall said. "Don't make a federal case over it. If you want to call the sheriff, go ahead, but otherwise we should just be going."

The woman brought the gun up against Kendall's nose then and glared. Kendall sucked in a deep breath and then frowned.

The gun was a big revolver with a long barrel. But she could now see that there were no bullets in the cylinder. Her father had a number of guns and had taught her how to use them and clean them. If there were no bullets in the four cylinders she could see, there likely weren't any in the other two either.

"That gun isn't even loaded," she said.

The woman sneered at her. "Of course, it's not loaded! Do you think I'm crazy to point a loaded gun at someone?"

The two girls looked at her in confusion.

"But it might be one day!" the woman said, narrowing her eyes. "It would be a crying shame to shoot two sexy-looking things like you two, but there's no telling what a woman might do when startled."

"Uhm, we won't do it again," Paige gulped.

"Can we go now?" Kendall asked, frowning.

"Not so fast! There's still the matter of your punishment."

"For what? We just had a little dip in your pool."

"And if I just let you get away with it who knows how many people will break in and enjoy my very expensive pool?"

Her eyes flicked down Kendall's body, then at Paige, and Kendall started to feel a strange vibe from her.

"What kind of punishment did you have in mind?" she asked.