Narrow Escape
When I was in my early teens, I had a few years where I was quite wild. I was fascinated with drinking, smoking, boys and teetered on the edge of real trouble for a few years.
I had a cousin 3 years older than me, who lived on the other side of town. When she came over, she introduced me to two of her school friends who lived near me, and I started to hang around with Cheryl and Alison, whenever they would let me. Now these two really were trouble. Vodka, pot, going all the way with older boys (the boys actually had cars, but didn't want me anywhere near). It all seemed very wild and exciting to me. and I thought I was very cool compared to my own friends when they let me hang.
By the time they were 17, they had gone over the edge. Cheryl's mum was always out drinking or staying with men friends . Cheryl basically had a house to use and I would often go to party there. Sometimes they had proper, older men there and wouldn't let me stay. My cousin warned me off them and said they let the men do it with them for booze, illegal substances or cash. Being dumb I still thought this sounded exciting. My cousin tried to get it through to me that they were basically prostitutes (no issue with that word, then), but I was still seeing them as just party girls. This went on for some time, a few years probably.
One time, when I was at Cheryl's, this man called round. He was way older than they were, probably mid-thirties and seemed to me from another world, though pretty good looking. When he arrived, they told me to clear out, but I was trying to stay, saying I'd just opened the wine I'd brought. He said to let her stay for now, and I stayed while everybody drank and got high.
After a while he and Alison slipped off upstairs and Cheryl told me to go again. Then he walked back into the room and said she should come up too. As she was telling me to go he said 'Why not let her watch?' and I was agreeing, saying I'd stay out of the way and I could roll everyone a joint. So there I was. Alison was already naked and this guy started kissing Cheryl and undressing her. I'm surprised now that I wasn't freaked out, but I was actually really turned on as Cheryl got on the bed with him in the middle of the two of them and they were all fooling around. By this time I had seen a few boy's penises but his was on another level and I got really hot as Cheryl and Alison both started licking and sucking it at the same time. This was a really wild scene and I just felt cool being there and that was how I wanted to be viewed. There was nowhere for me to sit so it was either stand there like a spare part or sit on the edge of the bed, so that's what I did. After a while, as the girl's were going to town on him, he just leaned one hand over and started to feel my boobs over my t-shirt. Again, surprised I didn't freak out, but I didn't. He didn't do it for long, but I think I was just gratified that he viewed me the same as the others. A little later he let his hand drift up my skirt (not the first time for me) and I just parted my legs a little and allowed it. Cheryl saw it and told him to stop, but she wasn't angry, just laughing "Oi, naughty, you can stop that right now".
He did stop and nothing else happened, though I did watch him have full sex with both of them. I thought it was all really exciting and cool.
Eager to impress my other friends with how out of their league I now was, I was quick to brag about the whole thing and this got back to my cousin, who came over in a total rage and had a real go at me. When I look back I have to be impressed with how smart she was for her age. She told me that Cheryl and Alison were heading for disaster and so was I if I didn't drop them. She said they would end up as addicts and full time prostitutes with pimps, and that it wouldn't be fun any more when some bloke beat the shit out of them, like would definitely happen.
I obviously knew better and just saw her as lame, boring and probably even jealous. I told her she didn't know what she was talking about and should just fuck off. Here's where the lucky escape came. Lucky for me that is, certainly not lucky for Alison. I was still telling myself what a boring cow my cousin was when the next time I saw Alison, she was a total mess. The prediction had come true all too quickly and some man had indeed got violent and given her a real going over and I mean a real one. She had a broken jaw, teeth missing, he had punched her so hard in the mouth that her lip had split over her teeth. Her face was swollen beyond recognition and she eventually had to have reconstructive surgery on the jaw. This is obviously an awful thing, but I credit it with saving me from a terrible fall. I'd like to say I went on to be a straight A, model citizen. I didn't, but it certainly straightened me out. I've often told my cousin that she was my saviour and I've also wondered what would have happened to me if that beating hadn't come straight after her home truths.
