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CHAPTER 3 : things Take A Turn For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the adjacent two hebdomad after that company had changed my life. we were in blissful puppy passion, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the people at school day when they seen me and her walking through the antechamber together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still could n't convince her to let me ram her dwelling house. you know, you 'd imagine id be able to gather her parents, right ? wrong. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't seem to work out it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more important upshot. i do n't jazz how it happened, but we seemed to of arrest talking as often and there was something damage but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after schooltime i came up an estimate to play along her bus to her home and talking to her in secret at her home. so, i followed the line of buses as it pulled out of the school parking lot, dark diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure to stay fresh a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would stop and go, i would always look for her when fry would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the main road, i realized that it was discharge and that she was no longer on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the eye of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a nice set of black stain on the route. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the property the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove, i remembered one of our earpiece calls where she described her sign as being courteous, with a light-headed amobarbital sodium exterior and white window frame of reference, with a tyre swing music and a prissy, lifted red suburban in the drive. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the mansion, with a Cy Young kid in the front cubic yard, playing with heyday in the grass and Julie hanging up washables on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel drive, sway crunching under my tyre. the sound of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the trivial miss, who i now realized as her petty cousin-german Jennifer that i have met a time or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a plosive consonant and set the parking brake as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking unbalanced than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the truck. '' she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say'who are you to be giving me commands ?'. so, i repeated my self, saying `` get in the truck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to read the white expression on my face to severalise if i was really sober. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the door, and looked at her with the same dummy stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the door behind her. her eyes followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting cashbox she buckled before jamming the stick into reverse and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tire struggled to get grip on the loosely packed gravel. the tire squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the road and i braked punishing, threw it into first, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth. keeping it at a unwavering 55 mph, not a single tidings was said as we drove, except she stared at me the total thrust with a wild look. it was n't a mad look, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my actions had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breath, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four wheel driveway. we drove another mi and a half in muteness except for the roar of the locomotive engine and the deep grumbling of mud tires on mineral pitch. i slowed as a soil negative stimulation came up, and i swung a wide right bout onto a hind country dirt road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the same but she ignored me. dirt soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a unbendable 2100 rpm in third base appurtenance, she was getting coated in no clip. she quickly rolled up her window, but the damage was done, her white army tank top had black spots all over it. i broke the muteness by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to a clearing and i slowed down, whipped the spell and great power slid into the smoke, which had her sliding into me and giggling. i wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me as i headed back the way i came, being trusted to go through every mud pit and hole i could find. by the clock time we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal greyness to mud black, only the windshield was make clean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph f number limit this time, we took our time driving and were laughing like null had ever happened. we went to my shoes and 'washed'my hand truck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her mamilla were visible brighten as day, she made me a nice soap wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her easy lay up my truck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to night, her parents called and said that she had to come home, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my truck, i looked in those mesmerizing special K eyes and said to her `` baby, prom is in a hebdomad and a half. i was wondering, would you require to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzled look, and said `` Hmm ... let me jibe my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would love to go, but i do n't have anything to bear to it '' she said with a slight frown on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that frock shop class in the succeeding town and get anything that your fondness desires, and ill manage everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her implements of war around my cervix and kissed me, obviously happy with the answer. i kissed her back, started the motortruck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the road with her tiny torso snuggled up against me as we hit the road.



Chapter 4 : What Happened ... ? Where is She ?

as the week dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to keep my sanity. with all these selection and opinions that she wanted me to need guardianship of, i just answered truthfully and gave the casual nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's secret weapon in kinship ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that secret, but effective none the LE. she and i drove into the next township, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this little dress shop packed with other girls getting their last minute stuff for prom in two twenty-four hours. as she did that, i would take the air over and sit with the other smattering of guys and shoot the child's play and talk about general stuff ; the occasional daughter would come over and ask her boyfriends'ruling on something, and of course, we would all give an answer. it was ok, and two hours later we walked out of the station hand in manus as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to harmonise ) and that she had to go blame up her dress tomorrow after schoolhouse. i agreed and we drove rest home, and as i hit the chief road going into town i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` beloved, there 's a rebuff problem. '' `` slight problem to what ? slight as in do n't vex about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to run late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able to take you. do you think your brother or a parent can take you ? '' she looked a little discomfited, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a job. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her drive. i set the parking brake and we kissed good-bye, only it was n't no average kiss. we were french kissing, getting into the moment as we were feeling each early up ; my hand was cupping her breast and acting with her nipple as she begun to moan. i played with her tit while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my dick through my gamy jeans. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my hand truck, she gave me this devilish grin before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in front of my headlights, spun around, popped her boobs out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a second before putting herself away and walking back to the house rubbing her ass and looking back a few clip. meanwhile, im sitting here in my truck with my jaw on the floorboard a hard on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten hardihood, or maybe she was just really horny, one or the former. as i started to put the truck in reverse, i happened to attend in the window, and there i saw Jennifer, her little cousin-german. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the entire time ?'but pushed the melodic theme aside as i backed out and drove nursing home with a grin, a hard-on, and a one-half a armoured combat vehicle of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly sluggish for Julie. she could n't wait to get out of schooling and go get her prom dress. each passing second base seemed like a minute, and every minute an minute. she jumped out of her hind end at the end of every class in Holy Order to make it to the side by side to make the day go as fast as possible. she could n't look to storm Johnny with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal blue wearing apparel, that showed off her every breaking ball with a little segmentation, sparkling beadwork that shimmered in the light source like Isidor Feinstein Stone in a flowing watercourse and ended at her ankles with a lose weight band of silky drab ribbon. the material was as soft as new born baby skin. she would do her hairsbreadth and make it all flowing, Robert F. Curl and waves all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some sexy lingerie she had hidden from her parents, a blue air lace bra with pitch blackness designs on it and a blue thong with the Saami designs. they were brand new, as her acquaintance had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a reason to tire them. seeing as how promenade was tomorrow Night, she had to make sure everything was done today so she had the time of her life tomorrow. her brother agreed to get her, obviously happy to get out of the house for once in a while. finally, as the net bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get home. the moment she got in her front door, she dragged her brother out of his room, and after he showered and got dressed they proceeded to go to Redmont. she felt as though they were n't going fast enough, and after checking the speedometer, she sorta flopped back into her seat for the 'agonizingly'foresighted drive. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a matter with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the computer storage closes .'Steven just smiled and shook his school principal. 'listen, footling sis, i understand that its your 1st prom, but just calm down, take a deep breath, and relax. desire me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few cryptic breaths, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a unreasoning turn onto the main road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny Reb was thinking that maybe he could catch Julie at the shop, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Whitney Young CD in and started listening to his euphony as he drove along in mentation ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten stave with Boxer microphone Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a burning hurting in her leave alone leg. as she started to get her bearings, she realized three things when she opened her middle : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't go. second, was that she was on her side. third, was that her buddy was n't sitting next to her anymore. there was glass and blood and car piece everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the unanimous earth was spinning around her. she heard a voice, it seemed pretty far off, but she could hear it. she could just make out a shape of a person, and they were talking to someone, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or someone else.but her attention was drawn away from that as she felt something warm run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her helping hand up to her aspect, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER blood ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her brother was, and why she was bleeding. the voice she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to stay calm, that service was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car accident with a semi, and that her car rolled three fourth dimension before coming to a check on its passenger incline, and that she was badly hurt and he did n't experience where her blood brother was. she remembered hearing the faint audio of masses talking and temptress growing louder, then everything went melanize ... ... ....

johnny was driving along, singing along to the music when he came up on a plump for up of dealings. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would strike and then contain, it continued this way for twenty instant till he could see the causer of the backrest up. there was blast, police, and ems on setting of what appeared to bad a car fortuity. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and spue out by the wrecked log truck on the incline of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the musical theme out of his caput, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the accident and his warmheartedness just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious as they were trying to cut her out of the SUV. he whipped the truck off the road, and jumped out racing across the route to the fortuity. he started fighting with firefighters and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the fervour chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the main told him that she had been involved in a bad car fortuity, that they had pulled out in front of a fully loaded semi carrying a preview full of corner logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a place belt and was ejected from the car and was found dead 60 yards back on the side of the batch where the car first rolled, his neck broken. johnny could n't believe it, he went around to the former side of the flame truck, and stood there and stared in disbelief. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through watery-eyed eyes as they cut Julie out of the mangled SUV. finally, when they were able-bodied to dislodge her from the wreck, they put her on a back panel, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. Johnny Reb fought through fire-eater to get to the ambulance, he looked at the EMT and asked if he could go, that she was his girlfriend. the EMT refused to let him come, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma center 60 air mile away. the ambulance sped off, with a police escort ahead, and Johnny Reb raced back to his truck to conform to his girl at the hospital.

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