Hey folks it's Sean. Well, I asked you guys if you wanted me to post another story here. So, I am going to. If this story is well received and I decide to post more maybe I will get my own account rather than using Jens. I wasn't sure which story to go with. But an old friend and I were chatting. She gave me a one that I had almost forgotten. Thus I guess I am going to start with this one. I hope you all enjoy it.
It was the fall, I am not sure which month even. Probably sometime in October, but it could have been late September or early November. I was 12 years old when this story took place. I remember that because of my outfit. It was a Saturday night a little after 6:00 pm. I was sitting on the bench seat in our living room. When I had been 10 years old we used to have a small love seat in addition to our big couch, coffee table and several reclining chairs. I broke it pole vaulting over the back of it with a broom handle. After a good scolding my mother end up replacing the small couch with the third row seat from a van of all things. She picked it up from a garage sale for 10 or 15 bucks. I really don't remember. It was an extra seat the seller hand. I was cloth lined bench seat designed to seat 3 passengers. The cool thing I liked about it was it still had the seat belts attached to it.
There was the middle lap belt and two side belts that retracted into the side of the seat. This was the late 1980s. There were still a lot of cars without 3 point belts in the front seat. Most back only had lap belts. It was cool because I could sit and watch TV and be strapped in at the same time. It felt almost like being tied up to me because I couldn't go anywhere with it fastened. That was the case of the current situation. I was seated on the left side of the bench wearing a lap belt. However, my wrists were also tied behind my back. Nothing too fancy. I had asked Mary if she would tie me and she did. They were wrapped horizontally 6 or 7 times and cinched off in the middle with a 10 to 12 foot piece of white clothesline. Mary was in the kitchen setting up to make some popcorn for the two of us. My mother was off visiting my Aunt Bonnie. She had taken Jennifer and Scott with her as well for the weekend. This was 4 years before Amy existed.
There was going to be a movie on at 7:00 that would run 3 hours with commercials. Normally, my bed time was 9. Mary said I could stay up and watch it if I was ready for bed. So, after an early dinner, I began getting ready for bed. I don't remember what we ate or what the movie even was. It's not important to the story as you will soon see. My outfit was a set of two piece pajamas at current. They were light blue and quite faded from a lot of wear. They had originally been Mary's but, she had outgrown them about a year ago. I still had some room to fit in them. So, they had been a hamidown from her. They were constructed of a medium weight light blue fleece. The pajamas were very soft and quite warm. Especially fresh out of the dryer like my sister had gotten them for me that evening. I had just climbed out of the bathtub before putting them on. So, I was quite comfortable.
My aunt had actually made them as a Christmas gift to my sister when she was 12 or 13. The top was like a sweatshirt almost. It had ribbed cuffs and even a hood. The bottoms had an elastic waist band and the leg ended in built in pajama feet with the little white no slip bottoms. Overall, they were quite warm and comfortable. I was wearing a dull red bathrobe overtop of them. It was made of terry cloth with long sleeves. It came down to my mid-calf range and closed in the front with a belt at the waist. Mary had set the thermostat rather low. My sister was still in her day clothes. So, I was quite comfortable. I suddenly heard the phone ring in the kitchen.
After a brief pause. "Sean it's for you." My sister yelled from the kitchen.
I worked my hands around my side and unbuckled my seatbelt. Then I walked from the living room to the kitchen with my hands still tied in back. Mary dropped the phone onto my shoulder. I cradled it between there and my had so it wouldn't drop. "Hello", I stared.
"Hey Sean, it Kristen." A female voice on the other end replied.
Kristen was the younger sister of a boy I hung out with. I will call him Jeremy. Jeremy was a year my senior and Kristen was a year younger than me. We had moved to our current house when I was 10 years old. We lived in a cultisac type neighborhood about half way down. If you went across the street and then round the next block. That is where there house was located. The family also had a third child. Jennifer named her Amber in some of her older stories. Jeremy and I were both in the same Boy Scout troop. Sometimes I had gotten in to TUGs with him both in the scouts and at home. His younger sister watched sometimes. However, Kristen didn't like being tied up.
"So, what's up Kristen?" I replied.
"Not much we're having a sleep over tonight and I wanted to know if you wanted to come?" She answered.
"I was going to watch a movie with Mary tonight and my parents aren't home to ask." I explained.
"Ok, never mind them. Have a good night" Kristen ended the conversation and hung up the phone.
(Just a side note. There was a lot more to the conversation than that. But, I don't recall any of what we actually said. Also, I want to keep it short as this is going to be a long story to begin with.)
"What was that about?" Mary inquired. I repeated the gist of the conversation. I also explained my reasons for declining.
"Are you sure you don't want to go? After all it's just a movie and I am sure mom wouldn't mind. You sleep over with him regularly. I could drive you over so you wouldn’t have to change out of your pajamas." Mary offered. "If they get back before I pick you I will just tell them in the morning."
"Yeah why not?" I replied.
"All right, do you want me to untie you before you go?" Mary offered. I declined. I had played tie up several times with Jeremy at his folks place. His parents were cool with it. So, I figured I would just leave my hands the way they were for the time being. Mary helped me slide some tennis shoes one over top of my pajama feet for the drive over. Then she took me out to her car. It was a brown beater of a car. My dad had picked it up for about 40 bucks from a neighbor who was getting ready to scrap it. It probably had more bondo on the sides of it than it had car. We joked that if the floor rusted any more than it currently did. Then we could kick it out and power the silly thing like the Flintstones. Most of these things were exaggerations and it served as transportation for my sister. Mary seat belted me in the back seat. Then she threw a sleeping bag next to me. After that she fired up the old rust bucket and we were off.
The drive to Jeremy's house was about 2 minutes. Mary helped me out of the car and shouldered my sleeping bag. We made our way up the sidewalk onto the porch. My sister rang the doorbell and we waited. A minute or so later, Jeremy's mom answered the door. There was a look of surprise on her face when she saw us. However, she opened the door and beckoned us to enter. She looked me over and my outfit explained my intentions. However, she asked what I was doing there.
"Kristen called me and said she and Jeremy wanted me to come sleep over." I explained while I was in the process of kicking my tennis shoes off.
"Oh! So, you are who she was on the phone with a little while ago. I wish she had asked me first." She explained with a little surprise in her voice. "But, I suppose you are welcome to stay if you want. They're in the living room. Try to keep things down, Amber is already asleep."
"Thank you." I said with a quick nod.
I finished working my tennis shoes off of my pajama feet. It took a couple of minutes with my hands tied behind my back. Afterwards I started heading towards the living room. It was a slow process. Their house was decently sized. It took a while to navigate it with my hand tied as well. Meanwhile Mary set down my sleeping bag and was having a conversation with Jeremy's mom. I didn't pay attention to the first couple sentences of it and after that I was out of ear shot. I didn't care anyways. It was most likely why I was tied up and what time she would be by to pick me up in the morning. They both laughed a little, but I didn't catch the substance of their discussion.
When I arrived at the living room, it wasn't quite what I expected. Kristen was sitting on the floor in the red flannel pajamas and care bear slippers. There were 3 other girls sitting in a semi-circle with her also in pajamas. I didn't recognize any of them besides Kristen. Upon seeing me they stopped what they were doing to look at me.
"Sean? What are you doing here?" Kristen asked.
"I thought you and Jeremy wanted me to sleep over. That's why you called and invited me?" I replied.
"I thought you said you couldn't come?" Kristen replied.
"Mary said it was alright and dropped me off." I explained. There was a look of real confusion on Kristen’s face.
"Jeremy is off hunting with my Dad this weekend. We're having a slumber party." Kristen explained. "We were playing truth or dare. I was dared to call and invite you to come over. I never expected you to show up. Especially after our conversation on the phone."
The realization of what had happened began to sink in while I was standing there. I looked down at the girls for a moment or two longer while I was finishing analyzing the situation for what it was. I turned around and quickly made my way back to the kitchen. Well at least as quickly as I could with my hands tied in back. I arrived a minute later. The kitchen was empty. My sleeping bag was sitting on the floor by the door. Mary and my tennis shoes were gone.