Kayli Unknown

Chapter 8 - Finding Dope

High school kids find places to hang out. Granted limited initial independence, they borrow a car to meet and "study," and of course go gather with peers. Northern Marinette County had endless empty places where kids could gather, but Dave's Falls had the advantage of being right on 141 (Main Street for Marinette County). Also, being a county park, it had a plowed parking lot that went unused after dark (and most days).

Kat and Lisa had a leisurely dinner, killing time until about nine, then drove through Amberg to the park. Apparently it was the right time to arrive. There were already eight to ten cars gathered, and despite a temperature dropping to near zero, many of the kids were standing in the cold, clustered around one car. Kat and Lisa joined them, although it might be better to say they stood in the general vicinity of the group. A woman in her thirties, and a woman in her forties do not "join" a group of high school kids.

Initially there was a fair amount of staring, and some shuffling as beer cans and joints moved out of sight. So far, no hostility, but no welcome either. One of the boys finally broke the silence.

"Help you ladies?"

"My dealer moved away." Lisa took a step closer, her voice low. "I'm looking to buy some weed."

"Narc." At least three boys said it. All standing near the back of the crowd.

"All I want is the name of a dealer."

"Narc." Now two of the girls joined in.

"Yes. I'm a narc." Kat stepped right up to the group. She was taller than most of them. And she stood close. "Army. MP. Twenty years. If you were on any base of mine, I would haul you all in. Some of you would lose rank, and some would go out with dishonorables." She let that sink in. "But I retired four years ago. Now I run a local business. And I have glaucoma. If I lived in Colorado, I'd buy weed from a store on main street. But I live in Wisconsin. So I need to find a dealer. Now. Are you going to help me, or not?"

The response was silence. She stared at them, they looked at her or studied the snow at their feet. Finally a car door opened and an older boy got out.

"Hi Lisa, Kat." He knew them from the bar. One of Chuck White's loggers. He walked close and hugged each of them. "Bitch about the bar the other night." In the background, Kat heard a couple boys whisper "Lisa." She ignored them.

"Jake. Were you one of the guys who pulled me out?"

"I grabbed one boot, Mittens grabbed the other."

"Thanks. You saved my ass."

"You were pretty brave going after that girl. But it was time to go. You could hear the rafters growling as they bent and then snapped."

"I saw the bar this morning. Not much left."

"Yes, we'll be drinking in the park for a while." He held up a beer can. That got some laughs from the kids.

"Did you hear what I asked these guys?"

"Sure. No one will give you a name. They like to pretend it's a big secret. But if you drive up Black Sam Road, you'll find the place easily enough. If you go around four, you'll find half the high school jammed up in the driveway." That got some chuckles.

"Thanks, Jake." Kat hugged him, and whispered in his ear. "You're a brave man. You probably saved my life." She kissed him on the cheek, then turned and walked away.

There were noises as they walked away, some comments about Jake, and a few more whispers about Lisa.

"Well, do we drive up there tonight?" The women got back in the car and rolled out of the parking lot.

"No. I want daylight. I want to see where a really old car might have been parked."

"I assume you want to go before the high school kids arrive."

"Let's get there around lunch time. Best light of the day."

Ten minutes later they were back in the lodge. They stood for a moment, thinking maybe a glass of wine by the fireplace, then chose the bedroom. Lisa helped Kat with her sweater again, and pulled a long satin night gown over her head. Kat slid into bed, and waited for Lisa.

Lisa disappeared for a few minutes, then came back wearing a tiny white nightgown, and holding the belt from a bath robe in her hands. She sat on the edge of the bed, her back to Kat, and wrapped the belt around one of her wrists.

"Kat?" She had her wrists behind her, close to Kat.

"What?"

"You know what. Do it please."

Kat took the belt, and held it.

"Tie it, Kat. Then hold me so tight I can't move."

"You do this with men?"

"Yes."

"They could hurt you."

"Sometimes they do. Mostly they don't. Men may be frogs, but not all are evil frogs."

Kat slid her hand up Lisa's arm. She reached her shoulder and pulled her down on the bed, her face close.

"Not what I need, Kat. Put your weight on me. Wrap your arms around me. You own me now."

Kat held her position. She kissed Lisa and ran a hand through her hair. Lisa kept her hands behind her back, and pressed herself against Kat.

"Jim took me like this. He damn near fucked my brains out. He nearly crushed me. He tied me in my bed for two days." Lisa rolled onto her back, her hands beneath her. Kat lay still, one hand still stroking Lisa's hair.

"Jim didn't. He may have fucked you. But he didn't restrain you. He didn't force you. Even if you asked him to."

"Dammit Kat, hold me. That's what I want."

"You said you have a reputation. This is why?"

"Yes. Along with my great looks and winning personality."

"You do have great looks." Kat kissed her, and hovered again above her face. "And you are a good person. Now. I'm going to go to sleep." Kat slid one arm under Lisa's neck and pulled her so they were lying face to face. She kissed Lisa again, played a bit with her hair, then settled her head back and went to sleep.