Charity Jones here again.

We've finally come to the end of the high school schoolhouse road for my formerly jr. self.

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

The final week of in high spirits school. Here it was.

A bunch of exams and slew of study time. The school became a trace town to the students that did demonstrate up to entomb their oral sex in books. I even went to shoal to examine just to avoid the pleasance of the flesh that might happen me at dwelling house 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 friend, all the acquaintance. I felt like I'd see them on school day Monday, but I also knew I might not end up seeing none of them ever again.

The three of us ; my romp best Friend Faith and busty peasant pal Hope wanted to go up and dash the crowd when we got our sheepskin. We even made sure we were stark 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.

Bob Hope was, to no one's surprisal, the class valedictorian. Yes, I was leave out super popular category Chief Executive and cheerleader captain. But hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad wiz under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the life history of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too occupy reflecting on this instant. How proud I was of my friend. Of all my protagonist. How I was once an elite boarding school girl who wouldn't dare talk of the town to such freaks like her and organized religion, but now I couldn't imagine any other position on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the clapping died down we made our way through the crowd getting hugs and sad good au revoir by some hoi polloi who weren't coming to the promenade tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a hardhearted bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

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

I was the first woman in our origin to graduate high school in three propagation. Plus, I was going to university adjacent twelvemonth.

"I just can't believe I've helped raise such a perfect tense girl ”, Momma gushed between tears.

"I had the best instance ”, I hugged her back.


We didn't party hearty that nighttime as I had to go over final point for the espouse night.

prom Night.

This was it. The last night of my being a high shoal girl. The night many fair sex never get over, or never terminate regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arab Night. Partly my military greeting to our boy out fighting in Desert violent storm. Some of them were barely former than me. Some of them never got a chance to pin a corsage to a girl. Most were just trying to make sure they didn't come home in a bag.

With my crazy agenda I had passed on most of the concluding details to Faith and Bob Hope during those last two weeks. And now it was all coming to fruition.

Momma spared no expense on my dress either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra Club to pay for it. It was a source of pride for her that I was the lone teenager in the county that was going to her prom in hand tailored designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silk and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a ovalbumin velvet inlay. Blue ermine swing in the dame. I was the stifling American English pin. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in tweed leather.

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

Marcus even bough me rhomb earrings as my alum present. They were worth a fortune. I still have them and contribute them out for fondness occasions over 20 class later.

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

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut blackness dinner jacket that filled showed the clear bound of his muscular physical body. For the first base clock time since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to eff him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose posy delicately to me, his hands were shaking and my bosom were such a big mark in the low cut apparel I was just gladiola there wasn't an impalement. Momma gushed some more and Marcus snapped some impression of us together before scooting us out.

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

"Once around the car park Henry James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his finger's breadth at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy face delicately while George II drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my garb and haircloth done to the nines ( thanks to Patti, for hoodlum John Rock lesbian she sure knew how to make water a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep back his middle of my cleavage. He didn't like the glove, I was almost miffed, but he had his reasons as I would discover at the end of the night.

The school gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nox, it was breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the cap, wafting dune Alfred Hawthorne that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop. toll and wind bell giving the touch of the alien. The punch table was taken over by samovar's serving clout. Full metal dinner trays with exotic meats and fruits.

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

This must let price a fortune. I didn't retrieve authorizing any of this ! It should sustain been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in gaudy swell costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the hell did this cum from ?

I was quickly the belle of the bollock. Everyone gushed over how beautiful I was and yes it went straight to my foreland. I was lost in a sea of lights and beauty.

But for me, the real prize were my good friends organized religion and hope

faith was eternally exclusive and Hope swore to never get laid another man again ( What a barbarian ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's dance. 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 black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her whisker was loose and raving mad to her berm and she wore a lace see through caul over her face in a tarty Arab style.

Faith on the early hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a petite black skirt to match her sharp sports jacket and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Bob Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheaded woodpecker arm. It was unbelievable and every head turned to them. They even slacken danced with each other, Faith of course taking the lead. You have to call back this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty geezerhood ago, this was going to be the lecture of the township for months.

Despite all their bickering and fighting, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each other. They were the first ones to come running to defend the early. 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,"monstrosity lady friend here has to exercise it"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Little aid here freaky ! ”, Faith implored Leslie Townes Hope

Bob Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my spine, that's just fucking groovy ”, I growled some more trying to keep my tone down.

"It's not that bad ”, religion 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 bit it came out. trust could dish it out but she couldn't handle it from her acquaintance, unknown yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, and her tomentum was more the like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the apache and just caught all their genes in this lifetime.

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

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

Awesome chick.

‘ Alright, explicate 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 entrance hall of the darken school. It was always weird seeing this topographic point at Nox. Like we were walking in another populace, that this was the Twilight geographical zone reflexion of a high school school. No wonder so many repulsion flick are in mellow schools at night ; it's a different world.

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

We knocked on the door and heard him hollo out"cum on in girls"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone material body of our vice dealer. She was tied spreadhead eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly massive dick in and out of her mouth. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty secure shape if on the tightfitting side.

I had to admit, it had been a yr since Old Tyrone had finale shoved his hawkshaw down my throat in our"detention"sessions with frailty Principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in fourth dimension gentlewoman, I was getting bored with this cockamamy cows pee poor cock sucking ”, Tyron said pulling his putz out of her mouthpiece and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

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

"religious belief, you go out and watch that door ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres nobody going to come ”, Faith huff indignantly

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

trust huffed but relented"amercement, 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 gratifying old man that lived at the school.

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

"fille Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to settle a topic of payment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

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

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

"No no Miss Charity, I wanted you to fuck 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 ?"

"fille Jacob's ladder, I've been at this school since it opened 45 years ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen students come and educatee go. Your mamma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest firearm I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through state of war and integration, through protests and way too many chairperson. And it has always remained a John Rock in a storm. But there was also a tightness. An vileness that stayed too"

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

"My mass. color people. Always been treated like trash in this Town. The ire. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the doorway for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that tight old bitch on the bed to me was just living cogent evidence that it would always remain underneath despite what that cowboy in the E. B. White House says ”.

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no happenstance that you three found each other. I'm not talking frame and pedigree. The overlord made your ma and Poppa give you the names to find each other in this small corner of His creation."

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

"And you fille have saved this Ithiel Town. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the effigy of harmony.I aint seen nothing like it. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. mass are lost find consolation in your smiles. Black men and white men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single Patrick White on bootleg or black on white crime in this town since you three met ?"

That was the unknown matter. There had been an editorial about how hate crime had all but evaporated for the finale two years 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 light source. Something that brings comfort. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the best in everyone around you. You are called brotherly love, and your charity of essence spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this breaker point and his earnestness was making me sense like choking up a bit too.

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

Old Tyrone then hugged me close and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how commove I was. With the exclusion of my mum and my sisters, I had never heard how"dependable"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 vampire diddlysquat you do. You are the easy creature I have seen in years. The sweetest and the kind. Don't you think for a mo that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kitty you've been raising behind the shop class classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat home"

Hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them blanket to the vets in the commons come winter. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the dark Angel Falls that brings them soup every night from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn victim from all them fancy books you got. You see the darkness in the worldly concern so you pretend to be sorry too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the faint, the hungry, the poor a understanding to keep going"

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

"In short fille,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her articulatio humeri,"you give them Hope."

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

"You going to draw Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking by teardrop of joy

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

"Okay 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.

"Well, I aint gon na argue with a distich ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his cock began to grow again.

I knelt know lifting up my wench so it wouldn't get too dirty even on the carpet and Bob Hope was beside me in a flash. She lifted her head covering and just dived in. Even an Twelfth day wouldn't stop an oral addict like her.

Hope and I sucked on the old disastrous man's vast cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us feel 10 animal foot tall, so we returned the party favour. Our natural language and mouths found every inch 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 contribute a dirt. Sucking this huge dick was my fill in reality. I flicked out my tongue and juggled his heavy balls whilst Leslie Townes Hope made nauseous gagging sounds as she tried shoving his stopcock down her throat.

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

"Me world-class ”, Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

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

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

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping strait as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The busty goth girl would grind into her face then move away for a second gear so that the VP could breathe then mash again. After a couple minutes she signalled she was ready.

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

The Dragn Lady would flick her glossa up as Old Tyrone's bollock would slap against her case. Tyrone began to seriously deep dick Hope. Soon his Ball were slapping heavily up against the teenage girls ass. Gordon gave her comfortably and flicked at her button too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my wench and fingered my ego 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 Hope, she liked it the foul the punter. And so did I.

He fucked her for a in force 15 minutes before he started groaning.Hope implored him to stop, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. 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 same position. Tyrone was stroking his big pecker and waiting for me to get lubed up by Vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to involve it a pace further.

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

"Eat it cunt ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not want that. I had no intent on getting laid or anal tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big apparent motion earlier ( yeah, you needed to know that ) but I was definitely not new as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her head away.

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

And by sat on her nerve, I mean sat on her aspect. I put my body weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round of drinks buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 s before I squatted up.

"Eat it beef, or I see if you can go 4 minute"

That did it. I felt the Nazi Bitch's tongue slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by little girl, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my life sentence hell eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her tongue investigation my voider for a good4 or 5 transactions. She would gag and shinny but then I would originate to frown my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her face. This time she got my pussy.

Hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my mitt were too slippery so I bit through the lace and yanked them off. Well there goes a one C horse. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a monster cock was Worth the toll of admission.

Tyrone saliva on his dick and nasty squawk Hope spitting on my asshole and we were off to the wash. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was huge. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to check from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit out on his pecker for more lube and so would go for, eventually I had half his dick 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 dim and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me wider and crusade me more into the bed. well thing Gordon was there to work out my clit or I thought I might occur out. Soon Tyrone had a unshakable unassailable beatnik pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this lusus naturae tore me apart but it was worth it. Combined with the clitoris licking and sucking, my nerves 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 teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a honest twenty proceedings as I came two Sir Thomas 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, await ”, I said being my good turn not wanting to completely destroy my super-dress,"pull out, pull up out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. christ, it was like giving birth to an oak tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious stool softeners from the pharmacy ( you did require all the foul inside information ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Hope followed lawsuit on the other. I think the Nazi cunt was just beaming we weren't suffocating her in cunt any More and made soft mewing sounds.

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

"And our knocker"I said pulling the top John L. H. Down and letting the mighty bazonga sisters free.

hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big substance in our trine of faces. We opened our mouth wide and wiggled our tongues. I squeezed my bosom as he double fisted what had to be nearly a nutrient of efflorescence black meat.

Tyrone let out a huge groan and bloodless 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. Most of what I got went on my cheek and chin and between my boobs. Hope got some in her mouth. Gordon got up her nose, in her backtalk and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his peter smelling of my nasty ass into the Dragon Lady's oral cavity. He really shoved in and made her clean his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

I got up and decided it should be prison term to gage to the terpsichore, we had been gone for just over half an hour at this point. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. Hope wiped her cum off and licked my face 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 ”, Leslie Townes Hope assured me.

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

Yup. Racoon middle. Smeared lipstick, mussed tomentum. A mess.

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my make up off my human face in a few arcsecond since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and hind end. There, now I looked like Texas girl. Wild quick, and tit as big as the state. And Leslie Townes Hope was right the dirt wasn't too bad.

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

"Could you two send in Faith 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 gumshoe in faith even once. During all our"detentions"when it was religion's turn to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the residence outside the boiler room and Faith was smoking a joint tendency against the wall. dickhead, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

"Took sufficiency clock time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there public treasury dawn"

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

"Talk to me ?"Faith asked,"Is that 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 half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in minutes. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting close-fitting to declaring the Prom tycoon and female monarch 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 ”, Bob Hope pleaded

"I'm good, I'm in effect ”, faith said wiping a tear away.

"asshole, you don't look okay ? ”, Bob Hope understated.

"No seriously I'm sound, actually, I'm fucking terrific ”, she said wiping a tear away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. Scheol, she even laughed.

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

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

Faith was never like this. I had seen her crack-up maybe three fourth dimension in the full clip 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 ”, Bob Hope inquired desperately.

organized religion took a deep breathing space, 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 Church 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-class honours degree between Faith and Tyrone as the old man hummed and hawed until he just came out with it.

He told her the fib or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a piece of ass about backwash, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one Night and it was love at 1st view.

It was a cursed love story from the first. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was Edward White and he was black. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would subscribe to it till now to finally beguile 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 pregnant with his child and couldn't pelt it anymore from her family. She was going to go to college all expenses paid if she just terminated the infant and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to live the eternal sleep of her animation with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her present up her life though, despite how a lot he loved her. And even with his secure baptist ascendant he implored her to get an abortion and forget a outwear old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

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

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be unloose, or how that child could farm up in anything but fright and a kinsfolk 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 baby missy she called Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the earth could one day defeat its hatred and its bigotry and finally assume love.

She couldn't kindle a fry alone and soon had to adjudicate for a man that was willing to take"broken good"as her redneck kinfolk called her. That was faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

faith had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting more of her mothers traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making to a greater extent horse sense now. She also had her dad's ambling pace, his crewman backtalk and his unblinking bravery.

The man who"raised"her always knew she wasn't his girl and only knew a black man was her Church Father. So he hated all total darkness men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another child. And when she passed he took his anger out on trust, who fought back

Faith had always know Tyrone since she was a footling girlfriend, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often pick her up from schoolhouse. Always sent her Christmas presents every year.

Hell she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connections all over town and always convinced the sheriff to reckon the former way when it came to her pot dealing and underage drinking.

When Faith's mother had died from drinking herself to destruction over heartbreak, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his family home and moved into the school just so he could buy the patch of land and the trailer she lived in. The rip Faith paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life. Stopping scrap, pulling favours, keeping a ceiling over her heading and always being her secret St. Nick and"admirer"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

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

organized religion had rolled up another juncture as she told this tale 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 redheads shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to recognize him ”, religious belief smiled

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

"What an puzzle dark ”, I shook my head.

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one more thing ”, religious belief said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

religion wrapped her blazonry around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the best friend a redneck daughter could ever have"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

"Come here freak girl, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, religious belief said through tears or her own extending her arm to Hope

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

Best night ever.

trust. hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

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

"shite, we better get back to the dancing ”, organized religion said getting back into her tough chick procedure

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

"Fucking beef ”, was my retort.

We shared another jape and walked arm and down the hall. Me flanked on either slope by my sis

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

The gym door flew exposed and our old pothead brownie Quaker prime popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

"Like you've got ta ejaculate now, they're about to harbinger like the King of the schoolhouse"

"The Prom Billie Jean King, blossom"Hope said gently

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

"We'll be right there, peak ”, I smiled trying to oppress a giggle

Flower flashed as the peace sign and went back in, after walking into the door first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to miss her ”, organized religion chuckled.

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

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

"Shut up gross out female child ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the Goth teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the dealer got ready to declare the prom magnate

"And the year of 1990's promenade King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the newspaper publisher,"Chet baker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the King. shit right hand he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the trouncing of the Cowboys he led made him a horseshoe in. We still gave him screaming sunniness ! ! !

Then one of the Iranian band guy wire gave a brake drum whorl

"And the course of instruction of 1990's Prom pouf is……………………. Polemonium van-bruntiae Casey Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


organized religion and Hope went nuts jumping up and down on either slope of me. They shook me so firmly I nearly popped out of the bodice.

Faith shoved me forward to the stage. I was in a trance. This night was getting unreal.

A short letter that grounded me to reality was the crushed look on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the stairs onto the phase. The tiara was put on my pass. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to affect my branch around to fit the window sash over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

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

faith and hope were screaming the entire prison term through getting great laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the microphone

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go Cougars"

What a stirring speech.

trust and Hope loved it though. I even saw them buss in the crew. What nutbars.

The level 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 hands. My god, he was so good-looking.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom mike came down on a telegram from the rafters and settled between us. A spotlight also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

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

"From the first of all day I met you two years ago on the athletic field behind the schoolhouse, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your grin lit up my meat and I was lost in you in a heartbeat"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in dearest with you from the moment I saw you. You've been with me in all the estimable times and the bad sentence. With me in my licking and our victories"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've go a substantial person because of you. A better somebody. And I cant think of not spending the remainder of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William Baker, I will marry you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the hoop on my finger.

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



Chet stood up and gave me one of the greatest kisses any fille ever had in the history of the world.


Best.

dark.

Ever .