about.
Alice
pretended to keep on reading, reciting a fantasy instead. “And Jack was a
fireman with a yellow slicker and red hard hat. He carried an enormous ax into
the burning building. Once inside, he heard a lady’s voice cry out. ‘Help!’ It
came from behind a bedroom door. The fireman used—”
“What’s
a ‘fire man’?” one man said.
Alice
glanced up from her book. All the men were stroking their cocks hard. She
snapped her head back down to the book she was no longer reading, feeling more
than just her face grow hot.
“You
know.” She squirmed in her seat. “A man that puts out a fire.”
“Like
Rabbit!” another man said.
“What?”
Alice said without looking up.
“Rabbit
is in charge of putting out the fires,” the voice of the elder said. “Please.
Continue.”
So
Alice did. “The fireman opened the bedroom door, but as soon as he entered,
burning beams collapsed behind him, blocking their exit! Without a moment to
lose, the fireman went—”
“Stupid
name,” someone said.
“What?”
Alice asked again, keeping her eyes in the book.
“If
he puts out fires, why do they call him a ‘fire man’? Why don’t they call him a
‘fire-out man’ or a ‘no-fire man’?”
The
others sounded as annoyed by the comment as Alice felt. They said, “Shh!” and
“Quiet!” and “Let her finish!” and “She can read!”
The
elder said, “Just replace the word ‘fire man’ with ‘Rabbit’. Please. Continue.”
Alice
nodded to herself. “Well, the fire… Rabbit went to the window and shouted down to the other…rabbits. He called out to
them, ‘There’s a lady trapped up here, but we’re out of harm’s way for now.
We’ll wait for you to put out the fire and come get us,’ He turned to the lady
and was startled to see she was his high school sweetheart Sarah. Not only was
he surprised to see this woman he had loved just a few years ago, before she
had left town to go to university, but he was also surprised at how beautiful
she still was. Even more than he remembered. She wore a white blouse with
powder blue buttons and a navy blue skirt. ‘Rabbit,’ Sarah said, for she had
recognized him, too. ‘This is an odd place for a reunion date, don’t you
think?’ She tried to smile, but Rabbit saw the worry in her eyes. ‘Don’t worry,
Sarah,’ Rabbit said. ‘Help is on its way and afterwards I’ll show you a reunion
date you’ll never forget. Meanwhile, we got to keep the door closed and the
smoke out.’ Rabbit closed the door. Sarah said, ‘Oh, Rabbit! I’m so scared!’
She hugged him tight, pressing her breasts into his chest. Then she laughed,
saying, ‘You know what? I’ve always had a fantasy of being stuck in a room with
a firem-…a rabbit.’ Rabbit looked down at her in his arms. Her white blouse was
unbuttoned to the lace of her bra. And—”
“What’s
a ‘bra’?”
If
Alice wasn’t mistaken, the voice sounded like it came from the same guy who
interrupted her before. She waited for the others to tell him to shut up, but
no one seemed to protest his question.
“You
know,” Alice said, keeping her eyes averted from their busy hands. “The garment
that holds up a woman’s…breasts.”
“Are
you wearing a ‘bra’?” another asked.
Alice
pursed her lips. “Yes.”
Voices
called out. “Show us!” and “Yes! Show us!” and “I want to see what one looks
like!” and “She reads quite well!”
“No!”
Alice laughed.
“Please?”
and “Pretty please with a cherry on top?” and “Quiet, Fox! You don’t even know
what a cherry is!” and “Pretty sure it’s a writing implement!”
Alice
thought about how odd her refusal was. Here they were, naked all day every day,
and she was embarrassed to show them the equivalent of a bathing suit top?
“Fine,”
Alice said, still not looking at them. She took off her white apron by reaching
behind her waist and neck to untie the lace. After setting the apron on the
ground, she
Alice
pretended to keep on reading, reciting a fantasy instead. “And Jack was a
fireman with a yellow slicker and red hard hat. He carried an enormous ax into
the burning building. Once inside, he heard a lady’s voice cry out. ‘Help!’ It
came from behind a bedroom door. The fireman used—”
“What’s
a ‘fire man’?” one man said.
Alice
glanced up from her book. All the men were stroking their cocks hard. She
snapped her head back down to the book she was no longer reading, feeling more
than just her face grow hot.
“You
know.” She squirmed in her seat. “A man that puts out a fire.”
“Like
Rabbit!” another man said.
“What?”
Alice said without looking up.
“Rabbit
is in charge of putting out the fires,” the voice of the elder said. “Please.
Continue.”
So
Alice did. “The fireman opened the bedroom door, but as soon as he entered,
burning beams collapsed behind him, blocking their exit! Without a moment to
lose, the fireman went—”
“Stupid
name,” someone said.
“What?”
Alice asked again, keeping her eyes in the book.
“If
he puts out fires, why do they call him a ‘fire man’? Why don’t they call him a
‘fire-out man’ or a ‘no-fire man’?”
The
others sounded as annoyed by the comment as Alice felt. They said, “Shh!” and
“Quiet!” and “Let her finish!” and “She can read!”
The
elder said, “Just replace the word ‘fire man’ with ‘Rabbit’. Please. Continue.”
Alice
nodded to herself. “Well, the fire… Rabbit went to the window and shouted down to the other…rabbits. He called out to
them, ‘There’s a lady trapped up here, but we’re out of harm’s way for now.
We’ll wait for you to put out the fire and come get us,’ He turned to the lady
and was startled to see she was his high school sweetheart Sarah. Not only was
he surprised to see this woman he had loved just a few years ago, before she
had left town to go to university, but he was also surprised at how beautiful
she still was. Even more than he remembered. She wore a white blouse with
powder blue buttons and a navy blue skirt. ‘Rabbit,’ Sarah said, for she had
recognized him, too. ‘This is an odd place for a reunion date, don’t you
think?’ She tried to smile, but Rabbit saw the worry in her eyes. ‘Don’t worry,
Sarah,’ Rabbit said. ‘Help is on its way and afterwards I’ll show you a reunion
date you’ll never forget. Meanwhile, we got to keep the door closed and the
smoke out.’ Rabbit closed the door. Sarah said, ‘Oh, Rabbit! I’m so scared!’
She hugged him tight, pressing her breasts into his chest. Then she laughed,
saying, ‘You know what? I’ve always had a fantasy of being stuck in a room with
a firem-…a rabbit.’ Rabbit looked down at her in his arms. Her white blouse was
unbuttoned to the lace of her bra. And—”
“What’s
a ‘bra’?”
If
Alice wasn’t mistaken, the voice sounded like it came from the same guy who
interrupted her before. She waited for the others to tell him to shut up, but
no one seemed to protest his question.
“You
know,” Alice said, keeping her eyes averted from their busy hands. “The garment
that holds up a woman’s…breasts.”
“Are
you wearing a ‘bra’?” another asked.
Alice
pursed her lips. “Yes.”
Voices
called out. “Show us!” and “Yes! Show us!” and “I want to see what one looks
like!” and “She reads quite well!”
“No!”
Alice laughed.
“Please?”
and “Pretty please with a cherry on top?” and “Quiet, Fox! You don’t even know
what a cherry is!” and “Pretty sure it’s a writing implement!”
Alice
thought about how odd her refusal was. Here they were, naked all day every day,
and she was embarrassed to show them the equivalent of a bathing suit top?
“Fine,”
Alice said, still not looking at them. She took off her white apron by reaching
behind her waist and neck to untie the lace. After setting the apron on the
ground, she
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