Tuesday, Mary came over by herself. She and I had sex and then we began talking. "So where are you going to college?" I asked. "My parents want to send me to Liberty University," she stated. "You're fucking kidding me!" I rejoindered, horrified. That college is, in my opinion, little more than a glorified diploma mill for bible thumpers and was partially funded by the cult leader, the Reverend Moon, in conjunction with the thankfully now dead Jerry Falwell. "Listen, Mary, as soon as you turn 18, I want you to move in with me. I'll pay for your education at a real university and you can hang out with who you want when you want." "Thanks, Dawn. I'd really appreciate it. I feel trapped at home." "I know you do, honey. I'd have you move in with me today if it was legally possible. So just keep your head down, don't do anything rash and we'll get you out of that bullshit so you can live like a normal person." She smiled and then started to cry in relief. She thought she was going to have to wait until she was 22 before she could extricate herself from the craziness she was imprisoned by. Now there was a much closer light at the end of the tunnel for her to look forward to.

I held her tightly until I had to begin getting ready for a date that night with Dave, who was taking me to an Angels game thanks to free tickets his dad scored for him from his work. They were seats near the third base dugout, so the view was excellent. It was a nice time since I hadn't been out to the stadium in a long time and ballpark food is one of the great guilty pleasures.

It took us forever to get out of the parking lot, but once we got back to my place, we went to bed, where he plowed my furrow like a hot knife goes through butter. A good time was had by both of us and he went home around 1:30 a.m.

Thus, when I woke up Wednesday, I was pretty much dragging my ass the entire day. After school, while I got my cunt spackled by Dave's semen, Missy, Denise and Mary had a threesome. Once everybody left, I went to sleep earlier than usual to compensate for the late night the evening before. That made it Thursday and Mary would only have one more day before her bible retreat. I went into my Vishnu room and prayed that he would watch over her and keep her safe.

Thankfully, Monday, she was back in the weight room safe and sound training with her teammates and then in my bed licking my pussy and screwing me with my strap on after school. I had my legs wrapped around her back while she was thrusting the artificial dick into me repeatedly and I was holding her as tightly as I could. THAT is how overjoyed that she survived another encounter with the evangelical wackmasters I was. What REALLY sucked, though, was that she would have to go to a two week bible camp only a few days after school let out.

Friday was a conference day for teachers, so school ended after fourth period. Denise brought over a couple of girls from the softball team, Janice Carissi and Carmen Dominguez. When added to me, Missy and Mary, that was six lesbians/bisexuals in the house. I explained the situation with Mary and why I needed Janice and Carmen to stay away from her at school, especially as her dad didn't like Mexicans. They understood since they were putting up with some of the same crap vis a vis religion and homosexuality as Mary was. Mary was very attracted to Janice, who was as tall as she was, jet black hair halfway down her back, C cup breasts, very toned body and a girl next door kind of face. Janice also appeared to be attracted to Mary. Carmen wanted to take me for a test drive, which left Missy and Denise to spend time together again.

Carmen was her team's catcher, standing at 5'6" and 150 pounds, dark brown skin, short dark brown bobbed hair, D cups and a thick physique.  Having her on top of me was like a guy being there, except with a softer body, and it felt pretty amazing. I loved sucking her big chocolate nipples, though eating her past all that pubic hair she had was a bit of a battle.

After a couple of hours of fooling around, I made a late lunch for everybody. Then we just sat around and engaged in girl talk.

Janice could spend time at school with Mary and Missy since she was so feminine it wouldn't raise any suspicions. Janice also had a car, so she could pick Mary up a block from her house and bring the two of them to my place.

When Dave was over and Denise started dating Kana, who would become her girlfriend, that left Missy with Carmen. Their hanging out and having recreational sex would blossom into a full blown relationship down the line.

As the end of the school year approached, I began receiving overtures to play with club and AAU teams, which I turned down. I didn't want to spend my entire summer suffering floor burns and sweating my ass off in hot gyms, which would make me too tired and sore to want to fuck as much as I wanted.

There was one bit of good news right before the semester concluded, too: Mary wouldn't have to attend that bible camp. The guy who ran it was arrested for owning and distributing child porn by the feds. According to Mary, that engendered an almighty shitstorm at her church that was hilarious to watch. A lot of the parents fretted that their children might be in those photos and it really created problems between the church's pastor and the congregants. The photos turned out to be of little boys, so I was glad Mary wasn't victimized. It still sucks, though, for the kids who were raped in those pictures. Was this bit of retribution the work of Vishnu? I have no idea.

Over the summer, I worked with Mary on getting her room decorated how she wanted it. We also made plans for getting her out of her house. Missy had already exposed her to tons of stuff she wasn't supposed to see, including books, music and movies her parents would have found distasteful. She wasn't even allowed to go to the beach because of all the boys and girls dressed in skimpy bathing suits. Her parents were just totally insane.

During the summer, Mary ate breakfast with her family and then told her mom she was going to Missy's, which was the truth, except they would subsequently both board a bus and come to my place. Or Janice would pick them up. Sometimes all we would do would be me teaching Mary and Janice how to cook better. Other times, it would be watching tv, listening to music and/or having sex.

Dave played in a summer basketball league and, after he came home and showered, would come over to spend time with me or to go out somewhere. So overall, it was a socially and sexually busy time for me.

The week before school started, me, Missy, Mary and Denise sat down with Missy's mom so that Missy could come out to her. Her mother was not surprised. "You're a beautiful girl, Missy and when I didn't see any boys coming over I knew something was up. You know that I don't care what your sexual orientation is. You're still my daughter. Now is Mary your girlfriend?" "She was, but I'm seeing another girl now." "You should bring her over for dinner, honey." We then explained Mary's situation and how we may need her (Missy's mom) to cover for her on occasion. She didn't see a problem with that. We all went out for lunch to celebrate Missy's exit from the closet as well as Mary being able to be out to Missy's parents.

After dinner, Lyle called and later visited me to feed his beautiful dick to my pussy. He spent the night and then went home early the next morning to get ready for work.

The school year commenced and I was now a 15 year old sophomore while Mary and Missy were seniors, as was Dave. Mary and Janice debated whether they should go to prom together, but I brought up the fact that it would raise a stink and maybe even end up in the media, something which neither Janice nor Mary wanted. Instead, I offered to book us all a weekend getaway in Laguna Beach and they decided that would be more fun, which it definitely would be. Plus it was a gay friendly city. I was also going to take Missy's parents so they could front for us.

Our volleyball team crushed our league, going undefeated. Again, I was named Player of the Year for both the conference and the county. Then we lost our first two matches in the state tournament, which weren't close, and went home with nothing to show for it. I did, though, get feelers from recruiters for a couple of major universities. They were shocked when I told them I had no intention of going to college.

The fall semester went uneventfully, thank God. Well, except for the car I bought for Mary for Christmas. It would remain in Janice's name for now, but Mary would get it when she moved in. God, she cried a lot when I took her to the car dealership to pick it out. I told her Janice would have to drive it a couple of times a week to keep the engine in good trim. Mary wasn't permitted to have a driver's license because her parents were afraid she would use the car to neck with boys in it or worse. So Janice would drive over in her car and then they would use what would become Mary's to go do things together until she had to take Mary home. Then Janice would come to pick her own wheels up.

After the first of the year, Mary started taking small things out of her house in her book bag and deposited them at my domicile, including some of her stuffed animals, pictures of her and Missy and other mementos.

On February 18th, Mary turned 18. At the 3 a.m. the following morning, after writing out a note to her parents confessing that she was gay and could no longer bear living in such a repressive household, she snuck out of the house, where Denise, who was now a college freshman, picked her up and carried her to her new abode. The morning of the 19th, a female lawyer I had hired went into the administration office and warned them that if they revealed to anyone Mary's whereabouts they would be sued for millions of dollars for violating her privacy.

Later that morning, Mary, accompanied by me and all of our friends, arrived on our campus dressed in very cute clothes for probably the first time since elementary school. She was tired as hell from the stress and was very frightened about what might transpire after she stepped on to the grounds. Janice let her have her cellphone so she could call me if either of their parents turned up in her classes. Her folks did go to the office looking for her, but were then escorted off of campus by the police and told not to come back. I was late to all of our classes because I had to hustle over to hers to act as her bodyguard in case something happened. At lunch, she cried while thanking everybody for their support and we basically made sure nobody could talk to her without one of us intervening.

After school, we hustled her off of campus in Janice's car, drove her about four miles out of the way, transferred her to a taxi cab (with me riding shotgun) that then took us to my home. Janice spent the rest of the day with her. Mary was emotionally exhausted and went to sleep shortly after entering my place. I felt like I was running an underground railroad.

The following morning, Denise, who had rented a minivan the night before, came over and picked the whole entourage up. She drove us into an alley behind the side of the school that was completely opposite the main street entrance and, with Ryan and Lisa in front, we walked through a hole in the brick wall separating the alley from the school. After they determined that the coast was clear, we brought Mary with us. This time, Dave acted as her bodyguard and he confronted some of the school's evangelical contingent on the virtues and benefits of not being a narc. Dave didn't name Mary as the person they were trying to protect, so the religious nuts were really confused. I did the same thing to the girls in that group.

AFAIK, they never found out about Mary. I guess her parents were so ashamed about their daughter being a lesbian that they didn't want to tell anyone due to the Christian obsession with being perfect.

After school, we took Mary to a beauty salon, where she had her hair cut off and dyed black. She wanted a Joan Jett type style and that was what they gave her. She was just about unrecognizable now compared to how she looked before. We took her home and had a proper welcome party for her. "This is the best dinner I have ever eaten!" Mary enthused before breaking down in tears again. I uncorked a bottle of wine to drink with the meal, which we toasted to her. For the first time in her life, she was now in a household that loved her for what she was, not what she was supposed to be as decided by someone else.

The following Monday, Mary missed school so she could go to the DMV to obtain her learner's permit. Janice took  her out in what would soon be her car so she could practice and Denise did so as well. That weekend, Denise took her to a gay dance club (Janice wasn't 18 yet). Mary was really feeling like she was able to stretch her wings now and be an actual part of the regular society. I bought her cds, a cellphone, an IPOD and a new laptop. I forbade her, though, from using Facebook because that would have made it easier for her parents to find her.

In late March, there was a heatwave and we all went to the beach together, where Mary wore a bikini out in public for the first time in her life. She was coming out of her shell and I felt like a proud mom. Janice turned 18 that same week and they went from the beach that day to a gay dance club that night, where they reportedly had a blast.

In early April, she got her license and Janice signed the car over to her and I paid for the insurance.

Janice could now stay overnight with her regularly and Mary looked forward to college, where she would go to a nearby UC school, so she and Janice could hook up with more gay and lesbian young people. And when she wasn't socializing like she hadn't been able to before, she was also going through books she was barred from checking out, too, without having to sneak around about it. I warned her, though, that she had to either kick ass in college or get a job to keep living with me. If she didn't do at least one of those things she would be out on the street.

Because so much was going on that school year, time seemed to just zip by. Sexually, it was the same thing. When Dave wasn't porking me, either Lyle would booty call me or I would sleep with one of the lesbians unbeknownst to their girlfriends. Prom week, everybody had a blast during our weekend in Laguna Beach. We also used it as a chance to start in on our summer tans.