writer note : This part was supposed to be the maiden part one but It was not published. The chronicle is really told from Gabriels perspective but I decided it might be fun to add a niggling to a greater extent info from common sage 's replacement prospective ; hence the alternate part one.. Again I repeat I am not a writer and I am not writing a book. I simply like reading and thought I'd give this a go for fun. So pick apart if you must, I can subscribe it ; ) If you are like me and can't get emotionally invested in eccentric without a bit of plunk for story then this might be for you. I'm not sure where this story is going but I will narrate it from two perspectives in multiple parting. I will try to upload once a week. Not every function will receive sex but we'll get there.

Ramona was an eastward Coast goddess with farsighted, dark, tangling, curly hair. I'd lost a anchor ring once running my finger's breadth through those soft, spirals. I took her to the beach once and I remember her scent mixed with the salt water snap was like an aphrodisiac on steroids. And her physical structure was always lovesome and soft to the mite, inside and out. Her face was secure and defined which meant she had a serious type of"resting gripe face"but her glum oculus gave away her thoughts.

I was 14 when her father hired me under the table to keep the mechanic shop clean and organized. She was this awkward, bigheaded missy with a bad Tootsie Pop habituation, wearing a hotshot Wars pictorial T-shirt with badly drawn sharper tattoos going up her wrist. There was oil and soil and rusting cock but there were glutinous soft touch wrappers everywhere. She would derive in and sit in her dad's office after school, walk around and adjoin things, and bother the whoreson out of Tim with frequent conversation, though he was polite about it. And everywhere she went she left a colored candy wrapper.

After a long hot day of organizing dick, cleaning out the fluids stock and picking up about 20 of those candy wrapper, including some behind the mini fridge that were probably from months ago, I decided I would say something.

"ramona. Do you know where the trash can is ?"I asked interrupting her stream conversation with Tim. She turned and looked at me through narrowed eyes, sensing the set up.

"Yep."She said pointing to the one beside me with her burnished Orange River tootsie.

"So, why is it that your crank never ends up in one of them ?"I asked, irritated. She continued to gaze at me popping the candy back in her sassing. After about 20 irregular I realized that I wasn't going to get an resolution so I sighed and turned away muttering"forget about it."

But I never saw another tootsie wrapper lying about. So we never brought it up again. Our interaction over the next span of years was minimal. We went to unlike schooltime and when you are a kid, two and a one-half years age difference of opinion might as well be C. But when we were at the store her dad would teach us thing and make us take rupture together. We spent two summertime working for her dad in that air condition-less tin box of a mechanic shop and things were always platonic, though by that clip I'd already lost my virginity. I just never thought of her in that way. Not until the end of summer break our third twelvemonth. I was sixteen and it wasn't until that end week of summertime before sophomore year that I even noticed Ramona was female. It quickly became a misdirection that was getting harder to hide.

"You aren't supposed to be smoking."She said startling me slightly. I looked at her and blew out a smooth plume of smoke.

"You aren't supposed to be at the shop this late."I said taking another drag.

"I was at Diana's but her parents started yelling again, so I left."She came and leaned against the wall beside me so I put out the remainder of my cigarette."Do you desire to toy checkers ?"She asked after a few instant of silence. I laughed.

"You have nothing else left to bet."I said shoving at her arm."Why do you like to misplace so much ?"

"I don't always lose."She defended."I won twice on Sun. And I still have a few bucks."I knew she didn't. She got an allowance of twenty dollars a week. All of which she'd lost to me two days before. A bad play use at the age of 15. Out came the checkers board, after all she was paying for my smoking habit.

"Are you still dating Wendy ?"She asked taking her next turn.

"Yes. Why ? Are you jealous ?"I goaded. She glared at me.

"No, I was just wondering who the little girl in the landrover was."She said casually. I knew she was trying to throw me off, and she knew I knew that she was.

"That was Grace. She's just a friend."I said wondering what all she'd seen. I made my motion carefully.

"I don't osculate my friends that way."She said."Actually it looked like you were eating her font off."She made her following relocation capturing three of my pieces. I decided to shift tactics.

"How would you know ? You haven't even had your first kiss yet."I said studying the panel. She was winning.

"Yes I have."She lied.

"No. You haven't."I scoffed."Your parent's won't even let you look at boys."

"So. They can't master what I do at school."She said defensively. Her side was turning red so I knew I had worked the right Angle. I made my move.

"okey, you know how to kiss then. If I win, you have to buss me and prove it."I watched her as I took my round taking back control of the board.

"Eww, no."She said turning Magenta.

"Then I hope you have five clam like you say."



She remained understood the repose of the biz watching as I crowned one Riley B King after another capturing each of her red pieces one after another. Finally with only if three of her small-arm left on the control panel she sighed frustrated.

"You'll have to clean something else. I don't get my margin till Friday."

"That's okay."I shrugged."I already told you my deal."

"I'm not kissing you."She said wrinkling her nose.

"What's the big deal ? You've done it before, it shouldn't be a problem."I took her hold up two pieces. She glared at me.

"fine. I'll give you a stupid fucking osculation. I don't know why you want one so bad anyway."She huffed standing up.

"Language."I warned, trying not to laugh. I watched her walk over to come rack beside me expectantly.

"Well ?"She snapped."Are you going to stand up ?"

"No."I said enjoying her discomfort Sir Thomas More than I should have been. She could have walked away and I wouldn't have stopped or goaded her, but she would never be able-bodied to live peacefully knowing she'd turned down a challenge from me. She leaned awkwardly forward and pressed her lips to mine, in what I assumed was meant to be a agile peck, but I held her still by the front of her shirt and took my first gustatory sensation of her. It really wasn't supposed to be in force or memorable, but her lips were so soft and I could try the strawberry tootsie pop she'd been nervously eating during our plot. She didn't take out away like I thought she would when I let go. I deepened the candy kiss against my serious judgement pulling her down onto my articulatio genus and squeezing her waist hoping my hand would stay still. But as her backtalk began to catch on and her sonant lips closed around my bottom lip I could deal less where my script started going. I'd kissed many lips many clip before. I was good at it. But this wasn't just necking, this was like breathing air for the showtime clip. My hands were in her soft dark hair and she fell in deeper grabbing the front of my shirt in two fist fulls. A diminished sound escaped her pharynx and that's when I completely lost it. I leaned back far knowing she would angle in, and lifted my knee so my leg would press between hers. My hands found their way up her shirt and found she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Fuck."I mumbled as my rim left hers and traveled down the side of her neck. Both men grabbed at handful of her and I rubbed my quarter round against the sensitive peaks of her nibbles. She made that sound again only it was a little more desperate this fourth dimension. I felt her articulatio coxae begin to slowly rock candy back and forth as I kissed the sensitive hollow of her neck. I bit softly just below her jaw and she gasped her rose hip jerked and she grabbed my branch tightly. I pulled back to reckon at her and was amazed at what I saw. Her heart were soft and disbelieving at the sensation she was feeling and her pink and swollen oral cavity was slightly opened in surprise.

"Oh my god. Did you just hail ?"I asked, instantly regretting it. She released my shirt and pushed away from me taking all the heat from the summer night with her.

"What ?"She asked breathlessly, blushing deep."No."I wasn't even sure she knew what I meant but she got the idea.

"Ramona…"I started not sure what to say.

"I hope you enjoyed your stunned kiss. It was a speechless thing to ask for."She said slinging her bag over her shoulder in a huff."It's not like you can tell if it was my first kiss or not."I could but I didn't say anything. She was already angry.

"Do you need a ride home plate ? I can-"

"No."She cut me off. And before I could say anything else she left .