Polemonium caeruleum Jones here again.

We've finally come to the end of the high schooltime road for my formerly young self.

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

The net week of gamy school. Here it was.

A bunch of exams and lots of study time. The school became a touch townspeople to the scholar that did show up to sink their heads in Word. I even went to schooling to learn just to head off the pleasures of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was grade on that terminal Friday.

It seemed so phantasmagoric when the ceremonial occasion actually came. All the faces I knew, all the booster, all the acquaintances. I felt like I'd see them on school day Mon, but I also knew I might not end up seeing none of them ever again.

The three of us ; my tomboy best acquaintance Faith and busty churl pal Hope wanted to go up and flash the crowd when we got our diploma. We even made indisputable 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.

hope was, to no one's surprise, the class valedictorian. Yes, I was miss superintendent popular class president and cheerleader sea captain. But Hope was a freaking skyrocket scientist mad brilliance under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too fussy reflecting on this mo. How gallant I was of my friend. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite boarding school young lady who wouldn't daring talk to such freak like her and religion, but now I couldn't imagine any early place on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting clinch and sad good good-bye by some the great unwashed who weren't coming to the promenade tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six months she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

mamma was so proud of me she was crying. She had come in her Sunday decent with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teenage lady friend I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first womanhood in our line of descent to graduate high schoolhouse in three generations. Plus, I was going to university next twelvemonth.

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

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


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

prom Night.

This was it. The last Night of my being a high school daughter. The night many women never get over, or never stop regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian night. Partly my salute to our boys out fighting in Desert tempest. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a chance to pin a posy to a lady friend. to the highest degree 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 final details to faith and 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 gild to pay for it. It was a source of pride for her that I was the alone teenager in the county that was going to her promenade in hand tailored designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a egg white velvet inlay. blueness shorttail weasel cuts in the skirt. I was the sultry American pin. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the articulatio cubiti in white leather.

Momma even gave me her golden heart locket that she wore all the clip and gave it to me. Handing it down. Her ma 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 rhombus earrings as my grad present. They were Worth a fortune. I still have them and take them out for fancy social occasion over 20 years 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 black black tie that filled showed the clear boundary of his brawny frame. For the first time since that Night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to sleep with him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose corsage delicately to me, his hired hand were shaking and my pinhead were such a big target area in the low cut frock I was just happy there wasn't an impalement. mummy gushed some more and Marcus snapped some ikon 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 park James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his fingers at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy expression delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my dress and haircloth done to the nine ( thanks to Patti, for punk rocker rock gay woman she sure knew how to relieve oneself a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost irritated, but he had his understanding 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 Nights, it was intimation taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting dune hill that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop. doorbell and scent chime giving the touch of the exotic. The puncher mesa was taken over by samovar's serving slug. Full metal dinner trays with exotic pith and fruits.

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

This must have price a fate. I didn't retrieve authorizing any of this ! It should make been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in brassy sheik costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the hell did this seminal fluid from ?

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

But for me, the tangible prize were my best friends religious belief and Hope

Faith was eternally single and Leslie Townes Hope swore to never screw 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 solar day and they finally broke down.

They came as each other's date.

Leslie Townes Hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was liberal and fantastic to her shoulder joint and she wore a lace see through embryonic membrane over her human face in a tarty Arabian style.

religion on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. O.K., at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny Joseph Black skirt to match her piercing sports jacket and bow tie. Topped off with fishing net and dim shag me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Leslie Townes Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheaded woodpecker arm. It was incredible and every head turned to them. They even slow danced with each other, Faith of path taking the hint. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty year ago, this was going to be the talk of the townsfolk for months.

Despite all their bickering and fight, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each early. They were the first unity to occur running to fight back 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,"junky lady friend here has to work it"

"Just because you have a fudge cock doesn't mean value I'm going to put out at the end of the Night ”, Leslie Townes Hope joked back to her date.

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

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

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to interest about that tell taradiddle sign of religious belief

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

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

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

"Little assistance here off-the-wall ! ”, organized religion implored Leslie Townes Hope

Bob Hope stepped up between us.

"Not financially ”, Hope said soothingly putting her bridge player on my shoulders.

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

"It's not that bad ”, religious belief 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. trust could dish it out but she couldn't handle it from her friends, alien yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a Aythya americana, and her fuzz was more same 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 angriness 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 quieten, The dance went on behind us having lost their momentary interest.

"Better yet, keep up me ”, Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darkened school. It was always eldritch seeing this place at night. Like we were walking in another reality, that this was the nightfall Zone reflection of a high-pitched schooltime. No wonder so many horror moving picture are in high schooltime at Night ; it's a different world.

We came to the boiler elbow room 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 flyspeck place, two room ; a bathroom and his living room/bedroom/kitchen. The exclusively window being a small one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the threshold and heard him scream out"ejaculate on in daughter"

Old Tyrone was buck raw and squatting over the prone form of our vice Principal. She was tied spread eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly massive gumshoe in and out of her mouth. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty good shape if on the skinny side.

I had to admit, it had been a twelvemonth since Old Tyrone had terminal shoved his dick down my throat in our"hold"sessions with Vice school principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in meter ladies, I was getting bored with this cockamamie cows urine poor cock sucking ”, Tyron said pulling his pecker out of her backtalk and smacking her across the side with it a pair off times.

Her reaction was incredible though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her back talk. She had gone from being his schoolmarm to being his cunt. It was pretty awesome.

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

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

"Don't you back mouth me fille, you git out there on the double ”, Tyrone said sternly

religion huffed but relented"mulct, whatever"

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

Tyrone came over and shook my hand 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 thing of payment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

"Oh don't you worry Tyrone, I'll gladly suck you and fuck you dim for how you're treating the Draco madam"

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

"No no young lady Charity, I wanted you to bed 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 ?"

"Miss Charity, I've been at this schoolhouse since it opened 45 class ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen students come and educatee go. Your Momma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the blistering piece I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through wars and integration, through protest and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a rock in a tempest. But there was also a parsimony. An ugliness that stayed too"

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

"My hoi polloi. Coloured people. Always been treated like trash in this town. The ire. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that intend old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always persist underneath despite what that rodeo rider in the T. H. White House says ”.

He cleared his pharynx

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no coincidence that you three found each other. I'm not talking material body and parentage. The Lord made your mommy and Poppa give you the names to witness each other in this little quoin of His creation."

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

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

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

"And you, fille Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A light. Something that brings ease. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the best in everyone around you. You are called charity, and your brotherly love of heart spreads out to everyone around you"

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

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

Old Tyrone then hugged me unaired and I was overwhelmed by his benignity. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how sex I was. With the exclusion of my mama and my sister, I had never heard how"ripe"I was.

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

"Now you girl, I don't get all this stuff dooey dressin up like a vampire shit you do. You are the gentlest animal I have seen in years. The sweetest and the genial. Don't you think for a irregular that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kittens you've been raising behind the shop class classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat house"

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 vets in the park come winter. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the dark backer that brings them soup every night from Nov to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn dupe from all them fancy Word you got. You see the iniquity in the humanity so you pretend to be gloomy too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the debile, the hungry, the poor a cause to keep going"

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

"In short little girl,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her shoulder,"you give them Hope."

The goth girl was stunned too and sat down on a chairman at the kitchen corner. This old man read us like a script and had turned to pageboy we had never read before.

"You going to make Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking preceding weeping of joy

"No, my quarrel to her need to be private ”, he said wistfully.

"Okay amercement, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

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

The three of us laughed at this.

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

I knelt know lifting up my skirt so it wouldn't get too soil even on the carpet and promise was beside me in a flashbulb. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an epiphany wouldn't stop an unwritten junkie like her.

Hope and I sucked on the old black man's immense cock in earnest. No, to say that would pick at it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us find 10 feet tall, so we returned the favour. Our tongues 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 percentage point but I couldn't give a dickhead. Sucking this vast dick was my complete world. I flicked out my tongue and juggled his wakeless balls whilst Hope made sick gagging phone as she tried shoving his tool down her throat.

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

"Me foremost ”, Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the frailty 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 hiker wasn't wearing panties.

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

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sounds as she obediently licked out Bob Hope cooze. The full-bosomed peasant girl would comminute into her face then move away for a second so that the VP could breathe then grind again. After a couple arcminute she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big peter into the girl a third his age. She groaned as his big heart penetrated her.

The Dragn Lady would flip her knife up as Old Tyrone's clod would slap against her face. Tyrone began to seriously deep peter promise. Soon his balls were slapping heavily up against the teen girl ass. Gordon gave her Best and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my doll and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really nasty and hot about seeing grampa and the school missy. In that way I took after Hope, she liked it the nastier 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 wearing apparel. Silly girl. Like the the valet he was, Tyrone slowed down and pulled out.

Bob 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 dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by vice star Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to take it a dance step further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my mother fucker in her face instead.

"Eat it kick ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not want that. I had no intent on getting laid or anal retentive tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big cause earlier ( yeah, you needed to know that ) but I was definitely not fresh 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 face, I mean sat on her face. I put my body weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big turn buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 secondment before I squatted up.

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

That did it. I felt the Nazi cunt's tongue slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by young lady, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the womanhood who made my life the pits eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her tongue probe my shitter for a good4 or 5 arcminute. She would gag and sputter but then I would start to lower my ass back onto her and she would abide by. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her grimace. This fourth dimension she got my pussy.

Hope flipped up my frock and held it up. I tried getting grip against the wall, but my gloves were too tricky so I bit through the laces and yanked them off. Well there goes a hundred bucks. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a giant cock was deserving the monetary value of admission.

Tyrone saliva on his hawkshaw and tight bitch Hope spit on my SOB and we were off to the backwash. Tyrone pushed that fat affair in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was immense. He just ept pushing and stretching me widely. I bit my lip to blockade from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his tool for more than lubricating substance and so would hope, eventually I had half his shaft 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 deadening and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me wider and push me more into the bed. effective matter Gordon was there to clobber my clit or I thought I might pass on 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 monstrosity tore me apart but it was worth it. Combined with the button 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 dark man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

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

"No, no, waitress ”, I said being my tour 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 unplayful stool softeners from the apothecary's shop ( you did want all the nasty contingent ).


I laid down on slope of Gordon and hope followed suit on the other. I think the German Nazi Bitch was just glad we weren't suffocating her in puss any more and made easy mewing sounds.

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

"And our tits"I said pulling the top down and letting the mighty bazonga sisters free.

Leslie Townes Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big marrow in our trio of faces. We opened our sassing extensive and wiggled our clapper. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of efflorescence sorry meat.

Tyrone let out a huge groan and white fusillade 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 boldness and chin and between my pinhead. Hope got some in her mouth. Gordon got up her nose, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his peter smelling of my filthy ass into the firedrake Lady's mouth. He really shoved in and made her clean his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just advance her.

I got up and decided it should be time to back to the dance, 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 human face clean. But the cum had already dribbled down my pinhead 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 john and looking in the mirror.

Yup. Racoon eyes. Smeared lipstick, mussed hair. A mess.

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my make up off my face in a few minute since half of it was gone already, and took my hairsbreadth out of its perfectly cifed plait and buns. There, now I looked like Texas female child. natural state fix, and knocker as big as the state. And Hope was right the soil wasn't too bad.

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

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

"umm O.K."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 Marguerite Radclyffe Hall outside the kettle room and Faith was smoking a joint leaning against the wall. whoreson, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

"Took decent time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there till first light"

"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 kettle room.

Hope and I were out there a thoroughly half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in minutes. I was almost tempted to take off back to the saltation, it would be getting tightlipped to declaring the promenade King and Queen and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

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

She was crying and we ran to her.

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

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

"I'm secure, I'm estimable ”, Faith said wiping a pull away.

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

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

"Yeah, he said something middling intense stuff to us too, what did he evidence you"

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

faith was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three prison term in the entire time I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my window after her drunkard ass dad took the belt to her. But aught like this. Never anything like this.

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

Faith took a abstruse breathing time, 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 ”, organized religion laughed.

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

He told her the story or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the figure of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a fuck about airstream, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one night and it was have it away at low vision.

It was a doomed romance from the kickoff. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was grim. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would subscribe it till now to finally overhear up with a black man being treated with esteem. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few calendar month she was pregnant with his child and couldn't hide 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 rest of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her give up her life though, despite how a lot he loved her. And even with his strong baptist radical he implored her to get an abortion and forget a fag 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 kill him if he ever put his"spade"men 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 rid, or how that shaver could grow up in anything but fear and a fellowship 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 girl she called trust in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day surmount its hatred and its dogmatism and finally bear love.

She couldn't rear a kid alone and soon had to take root for a man that was bequeath to take"broken trade good"as her redneck family called her. That was religion's"dad"she had known all her life.

trust had that prematurely tan tegument somehow getting Thomas More of her female parent traits than her dad. She had his curly tomentum that was for indisputable. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making to a greater extent sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his sailors rima oris and his unflinching bravery.

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

Faith had always know Tyrone since she was a lilliputian girl, but he always thought of him as her female parent friend. He would often pick her up from schoolhouse. Always sent her Dec 25 present every year.

netherworld she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connexion all over town and always convinced the sheriff to look the early way when it came to her pot dealings and underage drinking.

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

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life. Stopping fighting, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her head and always being her cloak-and-dagger Saint Nick and"admirer"for natural endowment on her birthday and Christmas.

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

Faith had rolled up another articulation 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 amazing"Faith just smiled

"So what are you going to do ? ”, promise said rubbing the Aythya americana shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to have it off him ”, trust smiled

There was a peace of mind to her now. She didn't doubt a Word of is story. She said Tyrone told her things about her life story and her mother that only she knew. There was no incertitude ; he was her father.

"What an baffle nighttime ”, 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 arms around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, give thanks you for being the Best friend a cracker girl could ever ingest"


I cried like a babe when she told me this.

"Come here freak fille, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, trust said through tears or her own extending her arm to hope

Bob Hope ran up and joined our roofy of joy and tears.

C. H. Best night ever.

organized religion. Leslie Townes Hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

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

"Shit, we better get back to the dance ”, trust said getting back into her knotty chick turn

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

"Fucking bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another laugh and walked arm and down the Granville Stanley Hall. Me flanked on either side by my sisters

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

The gym door flew subject and our old pothead pixie friend heyday popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

"Like you've got ta come now, they're about to announce like the king of the School"

"The prom king, peak"Hope said gently

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

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

Flower flashed as the repose mansion and went back in, after walking into the door first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to miss her ”, Faith 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 enough ”, Hope quirked

"Shut up addict girl ”, faith snarked back

"Love you"the goth teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the principal got set up to announce the prom king

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

We all cheered at that. My babe was the King. red cent right he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the trouncing of the cattleman he led made him a shoe in. We still gave him screaming cheers ! ! !

Then one of the Persian set cat gave a drumfish roll

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


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

organized religion shoved me forward to the stage. I was in a trance. This Nox was getting unreal.

A note that grounded me to world was the crushed look on Angie Brollet's case. That meant it was very

I smiled and walked up the stairs onto the phase. The tiara was put on my psyche. A big boquet of rose wine handed to me. Chet had to impress my arms 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.

Faith and Hope were screaming the entire time through getting great laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the microphone

There was the squeal of feedback, a mortal quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go puma"

What a stirring speech.

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

The flooring was cleared for our dance as the Prom Martin Luther King and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my hands. My god, he was so giving.

Then he snapped his finger. A godsend mike came down on a wire from the raftsman and settled between us. A glare also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

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

"From the initiative day I met you two long time ago on the study behind the school day, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

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

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love with you from the here and now I saw you. You've been with me in all the in effect time and the bad metre. With me in my licking and our victories"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've turn a inviolable person because of you. A better person. And I cant think of not spending the rest period of my liveliness without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My fondness stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William Baker, I will hook up with you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the ring on my finger.

The place went wild. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The banding began to make for



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


Best.

Nox.

Ever .