Back Home Again, In Indiana


The drive home was the first chance I'd had to really talk to Mindy. "So, darling, how
about telling me what happened to you last night."

"First of all, I didn't spend the entire night with Mr. Tracy, . . . Uh, Paul. I
eventually ended up in the girl's cottage."

"The girl's cottage? What's that?"

"There's a cottage, a small house actually, behind the main house and it's just for
the girls."

"I see. So anyway, tell me what happened between you and Paul. I'm dying to know."

"Well, I was really surprised when that big ball came right down at me. It was like I
was destined to catch it. Look, they gave me A $50 gift certificate at Macy's for
being the first girl chosen."

"You weren't as surprised as I was when I saw you come out holding that ball in the
air." I looked at the certificate but it was for $100. "Honey, this is a lot more
than $50."

"Oh yeah. I forgot. They doubled it because I was a first-time girl. They also gave me
a watch for being a first-time girl. Everyone gets a watch on their first trip to the
grounds."

It was interesting. Mindy was picking up the terminology and I had no trouble
following her explanation. "Go on sweetheart. Tell me what happened."

"OK. I've told this so many times already to the girls . . . Mr. Tracy, Paul, he took
me to one of those tents they have in the woods."

"Yeah. I know about the tents."

"Let me finish now, daddy. So Paul took me up there to this one that he said was his
favorite because it had a nice view. But, you know? He must not have had sex for a
long time before yesterday."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, as soon as we started walking away, he got a really big boner. I mean, it made
me a little nervous because I knew he was going to put it in me and I wasn't sure if
I could take one that big."

"Was he bigger than me?"

"Well, I don't know, but he sure was excited, that's for sure. In fact we didn't make
it to the tent before he started on me. As soon as we got into the trees he put his
arms around me and started kissing me. He acted like he'd just discovered kissing and
couldn't get enough of it. Then, there was this towel he'd brought from the pool, and
he stretched it out on the grass and had me to lie down on it. Before I knew what was
going on, he went back to kissing me and touching me all over. I don't remember
everything that happened because it was pretty warm and he was getting me so excited
and I was a little dizzy. You know?"

I really didn't know what it was like for an eleven-year girl to be turned on by a man
old enough to be her father, but I said I did just to keep the story going. Mindy's
tale of lovemaking was wild enough in its own right, but it kept reminding me of the
adventure I'd had the night before. I was getting an erection from listening to her.

"So, anyway, somehow we ended up with me lying on top of Paul. We were still there in
the grass under the trees, and he had me turned around to where he could lick my tush.
. . Gee, I really liked that
but it made me feel like . . ." She was groping for words. "It made me feel funny
inside, like I'd do anything to get more of it."

"I think I understand what you're saying, babe. That's how sex is supposed to be. The
man is supposed to make you feel good inside."

She went on. "Well, he sure knows how to make girls feel good. . ." Her voice trailed
off. Something was troubling her.

"Mindy? What's wrong? Did he hurt you?"

"Oh no. It's just that. . .well, I did something that you might not like."

I had to know what this might be. "What did you do?"

"Well, his boner was right there in front of me and I Uh . . . well, I . . . Uh, I
couldn't help it. I took it in my mouth and sucked it for him. He was making me feel
so good and I wanted to do it for him. I wanted to do it as much as I could . . . .
Is it alright, Dad? Did I do something wrong?"

I had to put my arm around her and hold her close while I drove. "No, darling. You
didn't do anything wrong. When you have sex with someone, each person is supposed to
make the other person
feel good and that's what you did. OK?"

"OK, but there's more."

"Go on, babe. Tell me."

"He went off in my mouth. He shot a really big load into me. I mean it just kept
coming out of him and I swallowed some of it . . . He must not have been around a girl
for a long time"

She paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts. I had to admit that the picture she
was drawing was a little hard to take but it's what I bargained for. No doubt about
that, and I had done pretty much the same thing with his kid. It looked like we were
even. Anyway, I was impatient to hear the rest. "What happened after that, babe?"

"As I said, I was feeling really warm and even a little dizzy. I guess we got up and
walked to the tent, but I don't remember going there. The next thing I remember is
lying on the bed in the tent, and Paul was standing over me. He looked really scared.
I guess I must have passed out from the excitement and the heat."

Mindy grew silent again and was staring off into space. No doubt reliving the events
of last night. "Go on, babe. Tell me everything that happened."

"Huh? .....Oh, right. Let's see. Yeah. We took a shower. There was an actual shower
behind the tent and we got in together, and washed each other. It was funny. Paul got
another boner. I thought he might be finished for a while, you know, because of what
we did back in the trees, but I was wrong. He got a lot of boners.
After awhile I started to wonder if his thing was stuck or something and he couldn't
get it to go down . . . Dad?"

"What?"

"Why do you think Paul got so many boners? I mean, he was hard almost the whole time
we were together."

"I don't really know, darling, but it might be like you said. He hadn't been around a
girl in a long time . . . Although, he does have a real nice daughter. It's probably
because you're so pretty and he just couldn't get over it."

"Well, I didn't think I was that pretty . . . Oh yeah, and I heard about what happened
at the pool after I left. The girls were talking about it. I want to know how it
turned out between you two."

"We'll get into that later. Tell me. Did he do it to you in the shower?"

"No . . . we went back into the tent and he showed me where everything was. Gee, I
wish we had something like that in our backyard."

It was maddening. Mindy kept wandering off the path of the conversation by telling me
stuff I wasn't interested in. Just like her mother. In exasperation I just shut up. I
left it up to her to tell me what she thought was important.

"We ate. There was food in the tent and Paul fixed me a delicious salad with some kind
of really tasty meat in it. I never had any before. He told me the name but I forget.
It was like, . . . 'stromboli' or something like that . . . After that we got into
bed and did it again. This time it was different. We played around for a really, long
time and he kept telling me how pretty I was, and about all the things he wanted to do
to me, and lots of other stuff. He asked me all kinds of questions, too. I guess he
wanted to know all about me. We talked so much that I was beginning to think he wasn't
going to put it in, but finally he did. I didn't pass out, either. It was really nice.
He had me get on top again, too, only this time we were facing each other. I think I
like it better that way. . .Sometimes when you get on top of me I can't breathe."

Mindy stopped talking and I tried to concentrate on the driving. So much had happened
in the past 24 hours that I felt like I'd just come off a fast spinning
merry-go-round. My own experience with Eileen convinced me that everything Mindy was
saying was true. It was just that all this stuff was so disconnected from anything I'd
ever experienced that I had trouble accepting the reality of it. I felt like Mindy and
I had gone into a fairy tale and now we were back in the real world.

Mindy suddenly resumed her story. "After that I fell asleep. I don't know how long I
slept but it was dark when I woke up. Paul was lying there alongside, watching me.
That's the first thing I saw, his face next to mine and then I noticed that he'd put a
light on and that it was dark outside . . . Dad?"

"Yes?"

"Sex is different."

"What do you mean, it's different?"

"Well, Paul did it to me again, right after I woke up, only this time he got on top
and he finished really quick. There wasn't any talk or kissing or anything. He just
put it in and did it to me. I almost didn't feel anything it went so fast. It's only
just now I realized that it was different. I mean, it was nice and all . . . but
different. I can't explain it but he made me feel different each time it happened. I
thought it would be always the same,
like it is with you. You know, we get all hot and bothered and then, Wham! We do it."

"Was it better than when you and I do it?"

"Nooo. . . just different."

"Mmmmm."

"Am I doing it right? Is it supposed to be different every time?"

"Darling. If you can have it that way you're a very lucky girl. Everybody would like
it to be different every time but it doesn't always work that way."

"Yeah. I guess so . . . "

"Mindy? Would you go with Paul Tracy if he picks you again?"

"I don't know. Everybody told me not to do that, even though he hit a home run."

"What's a home run got to do with it?"

"Uh . . . well the girls told me that when a man makes you feel the way Paul did, it
means he hit a home run. It means he scored big. That's what they call it. Some of the
other girls have been with Paul and they say he hits a lot of home runs. But, you see,
after the third time I was getting tired and I just wanted to go to sleep. As nice as
Paul was, I could see that by staying with him I wouldn't get much sleep. I mean, his
boner just kept coming back . . . So I asked him to take me to the cottage."

"What's with this cottage you keep talking about?" Mindy was just full of information
today.

"It's a small house, behind the main house, that's just for the girls. No men are
allowed inside. They told me that I could go there anytime I wanted, day or night, no
matter what was happening or who I was with. No questions asked. Whichever man was
with me, if I asked, he had to take me there right away."

"I see." This was something they neglected to tell me yesterday. I wondered what else
had been left out.

"So, did he take you?"

"Oh yes. It was like magic. As soon as I said it, he got up, we put on bath robes and
out we went. We had to use a flashlight to see, but Paul knew the way. When we got
there, he backed me up against a tree and said he wanted to kiss me goodnight. I
figured okay, but right away he opened our robes and there we were, naked again.
Naturally, he had a big boner and he wanted to do it once more, right there in the
dark, standing against the tree. I was really tired and I told him I wanted to go
inside so he stopped."

We drove on with neither of us saying anything for quite awhile. When we neared the
house I figured it was time to put our adventures out of mind for awhile. There was
more I wanted to learn from Mindy, but it had to wait. I had to get my story straight
for Sue. She'd have at least a hundred questions for me about what happened. We'd
already given her the 'official' story about the Father/Daughter Association. I
figured, at some point, I might let her in on the rest of it, but not today.