charity Jones here again.

We've finally come to the end of the high school route for my formerly younger self.

I'll skip the witty banter and let's coating this.

The final calendar week of high school school. Here it was.

A crowd of examination and lots of study metre. The school became a ghost town to the students that did show up to bury their caput in books. I even went to school to learn just to forefend the pleasance of the shape that might bechance me at home base in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that final Friday.

It seemed so surreal when the ceremony actually came. All the faces I knew, all the ally, all the acquaintances. I felt like I'd see them on schooling Monday, but I also knew I might not end up seeing none of them ever again.

The three of us ; my tomboy best Friend Faith and sonsy goth pal Hope wanted to go up and winkle the crowd when we got our diploma. We even made sure as shooting we were bleak naked under our gowns. In the end though, we couldn't do it. We all knew without saying that we had to do this right.

Hope was, to no one's surprise, the class Valedictorian. Yes, I was misfire ace popular year president and cheerleader police chief. But Hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad genius under her oral exam fixation.

I cant remember what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too interfering reflecting on this second. How proud I was of my friend. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite boarding shoal little girl who wouldn't daring public lecture to such freaks like her and trust, but now I couldn't imagine any other situation on globe I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting squeeze and sad good byes by some people who weren't coming to the prom tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my mettle, now I was sad to see her go.

mummy was so proud of me she was crying. She had come in her Dominicus gracious with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teen girl I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first base woman in our bloodline to fine-tune in high spirits shoal in three generations. Plus, I was going to university next year.

"I just can't believe I've helped kindle such a perfect girl ”, mamma gushed between tears.

"I had the proficient example ”, I hugged her back.


We didn't company hearty that Night as I had to go over final item for the following night.

Prom Night.

This was it. The end nighttime of my being a high school girl. The night many women never get over, or never stop regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian nighttime. Partly my salute to our son out fighting in Desert violent storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a probability to pin a bouquet to a female child. most were just trying to make trusted they didn't come plate in a bag.

With my looney schedule I had passed on most of the final particular to Faith and Hope during those last-place two weeks. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mammy spared no disbursal on my frock either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra golf club to pay for it. It was a author of superbia for her that I was the but teen in the county that was going to her prom in manus tailored interior designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a white velvet inlay. Blue Mustela erminea cut of meat in the skirt. I was the sensual American flag. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the human elbow in livid leather.

Momma even gave me her golden heart locket that she wore all the time and gave it to me. Handing it down. Her Momma gave it to her when she was of age, and her Momma before her. inside was the two of us. I still wear it to this day.

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my grad present. They were deserving a fortune. I still have them and bring them out for fancy occasions over 20 years later.

Chet came and picked me for the promenade. In a limo. His dad's limo to boot.

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut black dinner jacket that filled showed the clear sharpness of his muscular frame. For the low gear time since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to get it on him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose corsage delicately to me, his hands were shaking and my boobs were such a big target in the low cut dress I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. Momma gushed some more and Marcus snapped some pictures of us together before scooting us out.

The limo device driver was none other than George ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the whacky chaffeur cap.

"Once around the park James I, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his fingers at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy face delicately while George IV drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stupefy I was in my clothes and hair done to the club ( thanks to Patti, for punk rocker rock lesbian she for certain knew how to make a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the glove, I was almost roiled, but he had his reasons as I would learn at the end of the night.

The schooltime gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nights, it was breathing spell pickings. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune hills that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop curtain. Vanessa Stephen and nose chime giving the touch of the exotic. The punch board was taken over by samovar's serving slug. full metal dinner trays with exotic meats and fruits.

Even the band was Persian. They played top 40 on even equipment, then out came the sitars and champagne flute for traditional Arab music

This must have cost a fortune. I didn't think back authorizing any of this ! It should give been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in tacky Arab chief costumes, and a crowd of shish kebabs. Where the hell did this seed from ?

I was quickly the belle of the clod. Everyone gushed over how beautiful I was and yes it went straight to my read/write head. I was lost in a sea of lights and beauty.

But for me, the real prize were my beneficial friends Faith and Leslie Townes Hope

Faith was eternally ace and Hope swore to never love another man again ( What a boor ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's saltation. They weren't even going to come until I begged and pleaded for days and they finally broke down.

They came as each other's date.

Hope was resplendent in all blacken with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her fuzz was loose and groundless to her shoulder joint and she wore a lace see through embryonic membrane over her face in a tarty Arabian style.

Faith on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny black skirt to match her sharp-worded blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishing net and black piece of tail me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every straits turned to them. They even slacken danced with each other, organized religion of path taking the star. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in TX twenty years ago, this was going to be the talk of the town for months.

Despite all their bickering and fight, despite how dynamically icy opposite they were of each other. They were the first gear single to come running to defend the other. My Frick and frack. My Abott and Costello. My sisters.

I eventually pulled away long enough to go gab with my two amigas.

"You two are awesome ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, Faith joked,"Freak young lady here has to work it"

"Just because you have a fake rooster doesn't mean I'm going to put out at the end of the dark ”, Hope joked back to her date.

"How the hell did we afford all this ? Is the school closing down ? ”, I asked surpised

"Yeah, we were meaning to babble to you about that,"Faith said fidgeting

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tale sign of Faith

"You see, you kinda have to ummm…pay for it ”, Faith said turning a bit red

"WHAT ? ”, I barked loudly enough that forefront turned.

Faith backed up as I curled my fists and advanced as she slunk away.

"Little help here freaky ! ”, religious belief implored hope

promise stepped up between us.

"Not financially ”, Bob Hope said soothingly putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Ohhhh on my back, that's just fucking great ”, I growled some more trying to go along my tone down.

"It's not that bad ”, Faith tried assuring

"Zip it Pippi Long-Stockings !"I snapped at her. She hated it when I called her that.

Which wasn't really fair and I regretted it the moment it came out. Faith could dish out it out but she couldn't handle it from her supporter, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, and her hair's-breadth was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apaches and just caught all their genes in this lifetime.

"I'm sorry ”, I breathed out right away the ire disappearing.

"It's cool, I kinda had that one coming ”, she said giving me a hug.

Awesome chick.

‘ Alright, explain how this isn't bad ”, I said now fully calm, The dance went on behind us having lost their momentary interest.

"Better yet, follow me ”, Leslie Townes Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the hallway of the darkened schooltime. It was always eldritch seeing this position at dark. Like we were walking in another human race, that this was the fall zone reflection of a gamy school. No wonderment so many repulsion movies are in high school at night ; it's a different world.

We came to the boiler rooms and let ourselves inside. Old Tyrone lived in here in an apartment in the back. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a bantam place, two elbow room ; a privy and his living room/bedroom/kitchen. The only window being a small one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the doorway and heard him call out"Come on in girls"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone form of our frailty lead. She was tied spread eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly monumental dick in and out of her lip. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty soundly shape if on the underweight side.

I had to admit, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had close shoved his dick down my pharynx in our"detention"sessions with vice school principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in time ladies, I was getting bored with this cockamamie cows piss inadequate blowjobs ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it a duad times.

Her reaction was incredible though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her mouth. She had gone from being his Mistress to being his Bitch. It was pretty awesome.

"faith, you go out and check that doorway ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres nobody going to derive ”, Faith miff indignantly

"Don't you back talk me young lady, you git out there on the double ”, Tyrone said sternly

Faith huffed but relented"mulct, whatever"

I had never seen trust back down so quickly. But I had also never seen Tyrone act like an overbearing adult to anyone either. He was just the sweet old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and shook my mitt and gave it a kiss. I kinda flushed at this. This old man was a treat. Even naked he was pretending to be courtly.

"Miss Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to ensconce a matter of payment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

"Oh don't you worry Tyrone, I'll gladly suck you and do it you dim for how you're treating the Dragon Lady"

All three of us laughed at this, and I began to unlace my gloves. That's when Old Tyrone stopped me.

"No no miss Jacob's ladder, I wanted you to screw that digging that money out of my retirement fund was my way of paying you for all you've done."

I looked at him curiously"For all I've done ?"

"misfire Charity, I've been at this school since it opened 45 years ago. I retire in 3 calendar month. I have seen pupil come and students go. Your mammy went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the spicy piece I had for nearly 20 years."

That should have been creepy, but based on my sex life it seemed almost predictable. So I laughed.

He continued.

"I've been here through state of war and integration, through protestation and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a rock in a storm. But there was also a niggardliness. An ugliness that stayed too"

We were rapt. This was the heart of the school.

"My people. Coloured masses. Always been treated like deoxyephedrine in this town. The choler. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that mean old kick on the bed to me was just living cogent evidence that it would always persist underneath despite what that cowpuncher in the White family says ”.

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no coincidence that you three found each former. I'm not talking flesh and blood. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the figure to find each early in this belittled quoin of His creation."

He put his hands on my shoulders softly and looked me deep in the eye

"And you missy have saved this town. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the double of harmony.I aint seen nothing like it. citizenry that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. multitude are lost find comforter in your smiles. inkiness men and Edward White men peach about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one ace white on bootleg or Shirley Temple on tweed crime in this Ithiel Town since you three met ?"

That was the foreign thing. There had been an newspaper column about how hatred crime had all but evaporated for the last two twelvemonth in our town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, Miss Charity. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A visible light. Something that brings puff. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the adept in everyone around you. You are called charity, and your brotherly love of marrow spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this head and his earnestness was making me palpate like choking up a bit too.

"And that's why I paid for tonight outta my nest egg. That was my payment to you. thank you girl, and God bless you !"

Old Tyrone then hugged me faithful and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how exciting I was. With the exception of my Momma and my sister, I had never heard how"good"I was.

I wiped back a tear as he stepped away. He then turned to Hope

"Now you girl, I don't get all this hooey dooey dressin up like a lamia poop you do. You are the blue creature I have seen in old age. The sweetest and the tolerant. Don't you think for a second that Tyrone doesn't know about those isolated kittens you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat rest home"

hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them blankets to the ex-serviceman in the park come wintertime. Some of them are my protagonist. They still talk about the darkness angel that brings them soup every Night from Nov to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn victims from all them fancy Scripture you got. You see the shadow in the macrocosm so you pretend to be grim too. But you listen here girl, you are a twinkle ! You give the weak, the hungry, the poor people a reason to restrain going"

He smiled at her as Hope seemed lost in what he was saying.

"In unawares girl,"Tyrone said putting his bridge player on her shoulder joint,"you give them Hope."

The barbarian girlfriend was stunned too and sat down on a chair at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a book and had turned to pages we had never read before.

"You going to make organized religion cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past bust of joy

"No, my words to her need to be secret ”, he said wistfully.

"OK fine, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

"To hell with the blowjob, I'm fucking him silly ”, Hope mumbled still reeling.

The three of us laughed at this.

"wellspring, I aint gon na argue with a couple ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his putz began to grow again.

I knelt know lifting up my skirt so it wouldn't get too dirty even on the carpet and Leslie Townes Hope was beside me in a flash. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an Epiphany wouldn't stop an oral junky like her.

Hope and I sucked on the old nigrify man's Brobdingnagian cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us experience 10 infantry improbable, so we returned the favour. Our tongues and lip found every in of his might beast. Hope would gag as she tried taking him down her throat, then I would do the same.

My make up was probably running from my oculus like a racoon at this point but I couldn't commit a horseshit. Sucking this huge dick was my thoroughgoing universe. I flicked out my tongue and juggled his gravid nut whilst Hope made purge gagging sounds as she tried shoving his prick down her throat.

"Alright, screw this, we need to get sleep with ”, I said pulling away.

"Me first-class honours degree ”, Leslie Townes Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the vice Principlas face and face the wall. She put her hands on it to steady herself. I walked over and flipped up her chick. Like me, the tramper wasn't wearing panties.

"Lick it bitch, lube me up ”. Bob Hope instructed the Dragon Lady and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping phone as she obediently licked out hope cooze. The stacked goth girl would crunch into her face then move away for a moment so that the VP could catch one's breath then fag again. After a couple second she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big dick into the girl a 3rd his age. She groaned as his big sum penetrated her.

The Dragn ma'am would flick her spit up as Old Tyrone's testicle would slap against her face. Tyrone began to seriously deeply cock Hope. Soon his egg were slapping heavily up against the teen girls ass. Gordon gave her ripe and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my skirt and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really nasty and hot about seeing grampa and the shoal girl. In that way I took after Bob Hope, she liked it the foul the better. And so did I.

He fucked her for a good 15 minutes before he started groaning.Hope implored him to stop, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her frock. Silly girl. Like the the gentleman he was, Tyrone slowed down and pulled out.

Hope staggered over to me still wobbly in the leg and tagged out with me.

I crawled up on the bed and assumed the Lapplander position. Tyrone was stroking his big dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to take it a whole tone further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my asshole in her nerve instead.

"Eat it cunt ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not desire that. I had no spirit on getting laid or anal retentive tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big drift earlier ( yeah, you needed to know that ) but I was definitely not tonic as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her straits away.

"I said eat it ! ! ! ! ”, I barked and sat on her face.

And by sat on her face, I mean sat on her fount. I put my physical structure weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big daily round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 seconds before I squatted up.

"Eat it bitch, or I see if you can go 4 minutes"

That did it. I felt the German Nazi bitch's tongue chemise up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by female child, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my life history infernal region eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her knife probe my voider for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and sputter but then I would get down to lower my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her facial expression. This time she got my pussy.

Leslie Townes Hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my boxing glove were too slippery so I bit through the lacing and yanked them off. Well there goes a hundred Buck. But getting fucked in the ass by a Wise old man with a monster hammer was worth the price of admission.

Tyrone tongue on his pecker and tight bitch hope spit on my asshole and we were off to the race. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my back entrance ever so slowly. God it was huge. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to stop from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his dick for more lubricating substance and so would Hope, eventually I had half his tool up my ass and I didn't think it would go any further. Luckily neither did her, so he just fucked my ass for all that he could get in at this point.

He started slow and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me wider and push me more into the bed. near affair Gordon was there to thrash my clit or I thought I might spend out. Soon Tyrone had a steady strong beat pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal retentive sex this weekend after this monster tore me apart but it was worth it. Combined with the button licking and sucking, my face being stretched in my ass I was soon cumming up a storm.I whimpered through each one of them as this dirty old black man fucked my hit tight teenaged ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a just twenty second as I came two more times from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pick up the stride. He was going to blow soon.

"No, no, wait ”, I said being my turn of events not wanting to completely ruin my super-dress,"pull out, pull out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Christ, it was like giving giving birth to an oak tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious faecal matter softeners from the pharmacy ( you did want all the nasty details ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Hope followed suit on the other. I think the nazi Bitch was just sword lily we weren't suffocating her in bitch any more and made gentle mewing sounds.

"Cum on her faces ”, Hope said getting the hint

"And our knocker"I said pulling the top pile and letting the mighty bazonga sisters free.

Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big centre in our trio of faces. We opened our mouths wide and wiggled our knife. I squeezed my bosom as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of undercoat night meat.

Tyrone let out a huge groan and white volleys of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after spurt came out and we waved across like a firehose. about of what I got went on my buttock and chin and between my boob. promise got some in her sass. Gordon got up her intrude, in her oral fissure and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his turncock smelling of my nasty ass into the Dragon Lady's mouth. He really shoved in and made her houseclean his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just further her.

I got up and decided it should be time to bet on to the dance, we had been gone for just over half an hour at this dot. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. Hope wiped her cum off and licked my font clean. But the cum had already dribbled down my boobs and there was a cumstain resting between my cleavage.

"They'll think it's sweat ”, Hope assured me.

"I hope so ”, I going into his bathroom and looking in the mirror.

Yup. Racoon optic. Smeared lip rouge, mussed hair. A mess.

"ass it ”, I said

I washed the quietus of my make up off my case in a few second gear since one-half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and hind end. There, now I looked like Lone-Star State girl. Wild ready, and boobs as big as the state. And promise was right the stain wasn't too bad.

I wandered back and Tyrone was zipping up and three a blanket over Gordon, who still had mariner of sticky cum clinging to her face. No clean up for her. Good.

"Could you two send in religious belief on your way out, I need to utter to her ”, he said sitting down

"umm okay"I said sharing a glance with Hope.

No sex or even a blowjob ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his dick in Faith even once. During all our"custody"when it was Faith's turn to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the hall outside the boiler room and organized religion was smoking a joint leaning against the wall. crap, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

"Took decent prison term"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there till dawning"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her joint,"now go in, he wants to talk to you"

"Talk to me ?"Faith asked,"Is that computer code for assfuck"

"it was for me, but I don't think so for you ”, I joked,"Now get in there

"Yeah yeah"she said wandering into the boiler room.

Hope and I were out there a good one-half time of day. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the juncture in minutes. I was almost tempted to necessitate off back to the dance, it would be getting close to declaring the Prom king and king and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to give up Faith walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked worried

"Don't break on me Apache ”, Hope pleaded

"I'm in force, I'm good ”, Faith said wiping a snag away.

"Shit, you don't looking okay ? ”, Hope understated.

"No seriously I'm good, actually, I'm fucking tremendous ”, she said wiping a buck away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. Hell, she even laughed.

"Yeah, he said something pretty intense stuff to us too, what did he differentiate you"

"Oh my god, I don't recognise how to say it ”, she said looking up trying to calm down.

trust was never like this. I had seen her crack-up maybe three clip in the entire prison term I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my window after her drunk ass dad took the belt to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

"Well, what was it ”, Hope inquired desperately.

religion took a trench breath, wooshed it out of her.

"Tyrone is…hmm…Tyrone…Tyrone is………………………my dad"

We just stood there staring blankly at her.

"Did you just say…"I said breaking the silence.

"Yeah, Old Man Tyone..is my father"

"Holy shit ”, hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, Faith laughed.

Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at first between religion and Tyrone as the old man hummed and hawed until he just came out with it.

He told her the chronicle or how he met this lovely redheaded char by the epithet of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a fucking about raceway, but her parents susre did. They met by stroke one night and it was hump at first sight.

It was a doomed Latinian language from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was black. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would aim it till now to finally enamor up with a black man being treated with respect. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few calendar month she was meaning with his child and couldn't fell it anymore from her family. She was going to go to college all expenses paid if she just terminated the baby and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to live the ease of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her reach up her life though, despite how much he loved her. And even with his inviolable baptist ascendant he implored her to get an abortion and leave a tired old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

Then one night, Margo's brothers and dad found Tyrone and beat him within inch of his life. They said they'd bolt down him if he ever put his"nigra"hands on their sister again. Margo found out and said she'd run away with him.

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be free, or how that youngster could grow up in anything but fear and a family lost from her.

So he broke up with Margo.

She still loved him and she loved him back, but they knew that could never be together.

Margo gave birth to a sister fille she called Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overtake its hatred and its dogmatism and finally consent love.

She couldn't raise a tike alone and soon had to make up for a man that was bequeath to take"break dance good"as her redneck family line called her. That was trust's"dad"she had known all her life.

faith had that prematurely tan peel somehow getting more of her mothers traits than her dad. She had his curly tomentum that was for sure enough. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her tomentum making More horse sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his sailors rima oris and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always knew she wasn't his daughter and only knew a black man was her Father of the Church. So he hated all black men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another shaver. And when she passed he took his choler out on Faith, who fought back

organized religion had always know Tyrone since she was a little girl, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often pick her up from schooling. Always sent her Christmas present tense every year.

Hell she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had association all over township and always convinced the sheriff to calculate the former way when it came to her pot dealing and minor drinking.

When Faith's mother had died from drinking herself to dying over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his kinsperson home base and moved into the school just so he could buy the plot of land of acres and the lagger she lived in. The rent trust paid every calendar month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life. Stopping competitiveness, pulling party favor, keeping a roof over her head and always being her hidden Saint Nicholas and"protagonist"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

He had done more for her from the shadow then that drunken racist did for her his total life.

Faith had rolled up another joint as she told this story and we smoked it and finished it silence in the hall.

"Wow, your dad ”, was all I could say

"I know right, fucking stick"Faith just smiled

"So what are you going to do ? ”, Hope said rubbing the carrottop shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to love him ”, Faith smiled

There was a pacification to her now. She didn't doubt a Scripture of is story. She said Tyrone told her thing about her life and her mother that only she knew. There was no doubt ; he was her father.

"What an beat Nox ”, I shook my head.

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one More thing ”, Faith said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

Faith wrapped her subdivision around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, give thanks you for being the best friend a redneck girlfriend could ever make"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

"semen here freak missy, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, trust said through split or her own extending her arm to Hope

Hope ran up and joined our circle of joy and tears.

Charles Herbert Best Nox ever.

Faith. Hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

We eventually broke our hug and laughed and tried straightening up.

"squat, we better get back to the dance ”, trust said getting back into her ruffian chick procedure

"Yeah, Id hate to omit the opportunity to genuflect at Angie Brollet's feet ”, Hope snorted.

"screwing beef ”, was my retort.

We shared another laugh and walked arm and down the hall. Me flanked on either side by my babe

"Ya know, I think I'm gon na miss this station"Faith sighed as neared the gym.

The gym threshold flew open and our old pothead pixie friend Flower popped out in a tie died sundress.

"Whoa, like there you are, flaky ”, she said coming to a halt.

"Yes prime, we're here ”, I said smiling

"Like you've got ta seminal fluid now, they're about to announce like the King of the School"

"The promenade King, blossom"Leslie Townes Hope said gently

"Yeah, far out, that's it ”, she smiled

"We'll be right there, Flower ”, I smiled trying to suppress a giggle

bloom flashed as the heartsease sign and went back in, after walking into the threshold first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to overleap her ”, Faith chuckled.

"Somehow I dont think that's the last we've seen of her,"I said almost feeling a jot of foreshadowing.

"Great, as if one pothead isn't adequate ”, Hope quirked

"Shut up junkie missy ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the barbarian teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the star got fix to announce the prom magnate

"And the Class of 1990's prom King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the paper,"Chet bread maker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My infant was the King. Damn right he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprisal, the trouncing of the Cowboys he led made him a brake shoe in. We still gave him screaming sunniness ! ! !

Then one of the Persian dance band guys gave a barrel roll

"And the class of 1990's Prom Queen is……………………. Charity Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and Hope went nuts jumping up and down on either side of me. They shook me so hard I nearly popped out of the bodice.

Faith shoved me forward to the stagecoach. I was in a trance. This Nox was getting unreal.

A note that grounded me to world was the crushed looking at on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the step onto the microscope stage. The tiara was put on my head. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to move my weaponry around to fit the sash over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

Chet stepped up and said..I don't know..something. I was still lost.

religion and hope were screaming the entire time through getting great laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh rightfield. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go puma"

What a stirring speech.

Faith and Bob Hope loved it though. I even saw them kiss in the crowd. What nutbars.

The floor was cleared for our dance as the prom King and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my hand. My god, he was so liberal.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom mike came down on a wire from the rafter and settled between us. A limelight also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

Oh my god ! Oh my god ! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod ! ! ! !

"From the firstly day I met you two days ago on the line of business behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smile lit up my center and I was lost in you in a heartbeat"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in dearest with you from the consequence I saw you. You've been with me in all the good meter and the bad metre. With me in my frustration and our triumph"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've turn a stronger person because of you. A near person. And I cant think of not spending the residual of my living without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the ring from his pocket which he presented to me.

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William baker, I will get married you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the gang on my finger.

The place went wild. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The band began to playact



Chet stood up and gave me one of the corking kisses any girl ever had in the account of the world.


Best.

Night.

Ever .