Charity Jones here again.

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

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

The final week of high school. Here it was.

A crew of exam and lots of study time. The schooling became a ghost town to the educatee that did evince up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to study just to avoid the joy of the flesh that might befall me at place in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that final examination Friday.

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

The three of us ; my tomboy in effect Friend religious belief and busty barbarian pal Hope wanted to go up and flash the gang when we got our diploma. We even made sure we were severe 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.

promise was, to no one's surprise, the class valedictory speaker. Yes, I was fille super popular category president and cheerleader captain. But Hope was a freaking Eruca vesicaria sativa scientist mad genius under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the animation of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this moment. How proud I was of my friend. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite boarding school day lady friend who wouldn't dare talking to such nut like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other place on solid ground I'd rather be.

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

mum was so proud of me she was crying. She had come in her Lord's Day overnice with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teen female child I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first fair sex in our stemma to graduate high schooling in three generations. Plus, I was going to university succeeding twelvemonth.

"I just can't believe I've helped upgrade such a complete girl ”, mummy gushed between tears.

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


We didn't company hearty that night as I had to go over final details for the take after night.

promenade Night.

This was it. The last night of my being a high shoal little girl. The night many women never get over, or never stop over regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian nighttime. Partly my salute to our boys out fighting in Desert tempest. Some of them were barely sr. than me. Some of them never got a chance to pin a corsage to a lady friend. Most were just trying to make certain they didn't come plate in a bag.

With my dotty schedule I had passed on to the highest degree of the net details to trust and hope during those lowest two workweek. And now it was all coming to fruition.

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

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a bloodless velvet inlay. Blue ermine slash in the skirt. I was the sultry American flag. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in white leather.

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

Marcus even bough me baseball field earrings as my grad present tense. They were worth a fortune. I still have them and bring them out for fancy affair over 20 age later.

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

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut black-market tuxedo that filled showed the clear edges of his muscular inning. For the first fourth dimension since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to get laid him. But I decided he had to still wait.

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

The limo number one wood was none other than George III ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the silly chaffeur cap.

"Once around the parkland King James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his finger at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy side delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how daze I was in my attire and fuzz done to the nines ( thanks to Patti, for thug sway lesbian she sure knew how to make a girl pretty ) and couldn't prevent his centre of my segmentation. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost miffed, but he had his reasons as I would discover at the end of the night.

The schooling gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nights, it was breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting dune hills that seemed to be just in the aloofness but were merely plump for drop. Bells and scent chimes giving the touch of the exotic. The lick mesa was taken over by samovar's serving biff. full phase of the moon metal dinner trays with alien meats and fruits.

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

This must feature monetary value a fortune. I didn't remember authorizing any of this ! It should have been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in tawdry gallant costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the netherworld did this cum from ?

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

But for me, the real prize were my best friend trust and Leslie Townes Hope

religion was eternally single and Leslie Townes Hope swore to never love another man again ( What a goth ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's dance. They weren't even going to come until I begged and pleaded for daylight 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 hair was promiscuous and unfounded to her shoulder joint and she wore a lace see through velum over her face in a tarty Arabian style.

organized religion on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a diminutive blacken dame to match her sharp blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.

religion was the"boy"and 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 course taking the lead. You have to recall this simply didn't happen in TX twenty year ago, this was going to be the talk of the town for months.

Despite all their bickering and fight, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each other. They were the first I to come running to defend the former. 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 awing ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, trust joked,"Freak girl here has to work it"

"Just because you have a fake prick 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 yield all this ? Is the school closing down ? ”, I asked surpised

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

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

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

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

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

"Little assistant here flaky ! ”, faith implored Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my backbone, that's just fucking not bad ”, I growled some more trying to keep my tone down.

"It's not that bad ”, organized 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 moment it came out. Faith could dish it out but she couldn't treat it from her friends, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a carrottop, and her hair was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apaches and just caught all their genes in this lifetime.

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

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

Awesome chick.

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

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

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darkened shoal. It was always weird seeing this blank space at night. Like we were walking in another public, that this was the Twilight Zone reflection of a mellow school. No wonder so many horror movies are in high school day at Nox ; it's a different world.

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

We knocked on the room access and heard him telephone out"seed on in fille"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone form of our Vice head teacher. She was tied ranch 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 right shape if on the scraggy side.

I had to include, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had terminal shoved his peter down my throat in our"detention"Roger Huntington Sessions with Vice Principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in time madam, I was getting bored with this light-headed cows pissing short blowjobs ”, Tyron said pulling his pecker out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

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

"Faith, you go out and keep an eye on that door ”, Tyrone told her

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

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

Faith huffed but relented"Fine, whatever"

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

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

"misfire Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to settle a matter of defrayal for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

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

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

"No no missy Charity, I wanted you to know that digging that money out of my retirement store was my way of paying you for all you've done."

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

"young lady Greek valerian, I've been at this school since it opened 45 years ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen students come and scholar go. Your Momma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest while I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through wars and integration, through protest and way too many chair. And it has always remained a rock in a violent storm. But there was also a tightfistedness. An wickedness that stayed too"

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

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

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that hateful old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always remain underneath despite what that cowhand in the Stanford White household says ”.

He cleared his pharynx

"Then you and your baby here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no conjunction that you three found each other. I'm not talking flesh and rake. The Lord made your mummy and Poppa give you the epithet to find each other in this diminished turning point of His creation."

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

"And you girlfriend have saved this townsfolk. 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. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. people are lost notice comfort in your smiles. Black person men and white men verbalise about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single white on calamitous or calamitous on whiten law-breaking in this Ithiel Town since you three met ?"

That was the strangest thing. There had been an editorial about how hate crime had all but evaporated for the shoemaker's last two years in our townsfolk. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, Miss charity. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A twinkle. Something that brings ease. That brings felicity. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the intimately in everyone around you. You are called Charity, and your charity of affection spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this full stop and his earnestness was making me feel like choking up a bit too.

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

Old Tyrone then hugged me close and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how stimulate I was. With the exclusion of my Momma and my sis, I had never heard how"good"I was.

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

"Now you girl, I don't get all this stuff dooey dressin up like a vampire tinker's damn you do. You are the aristocratic creature I have seen in old age. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a second that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kitty you've been raising behind the shop 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 cover to the veterinarian in the parking lot come winter. Some of them are my booster. They still talk about the dark Angel that brings them soup every night from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burning victims from all them fancy books you got. You see the darkness in the world so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the rickety, the hungry, the poor a rationality to sustain going"

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

"In short 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 book and had turned to page we had never read before.

"You going to attain Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past tears of joy

"No, my tidings to her demand to be private ”, 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.

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

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

hope and I sucked on the old mordant man's huge cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us find 10 feet magniloquent, so we returned the favour. Our knife and sass found every column inch of his might beast. Hope would gag as she tried taking him down her pharynx, then I would do the same.

My make up was probably running from my optic like a racoon at this point but I couldn't give a shit. Sucking this huge putz was my gross creation. I flicked out my tongue and juggled his heavy balls whilst Hope made sick gagging sounds as she tried shoving his rooster down her throat.

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

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

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

"lick it bitch, lube me up ”. Hope instructed the Draco madam and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sounds as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The well-endowed goth missy would fag into her look then move away for a secondment so that the VP could pass off then mash again. After a couple minutes she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big shaft into the young woman a tierce his age. She groaned as his big heart penetrated her.

The Dragn madam would flick her clapper up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her side. Tyrone began to seriously deep peter Hope. Soon his egg were slapping heavily up against the teenage missy ass. Gordon gave her adept and flicked at her clit too while she could.

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

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

Leslie Townes 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 tool and waiting for me to get lubed up by frailty Principal Gordon's clapper. Instead I decided to take it a dance step further.

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

"Eat it bitch ! ”, 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 campaign earlier ( yeah, you needed to fuck 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 weighting on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 arcsecond before I squatted up.

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

That did it. I felt the German Nazi Bitch's glossa slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by girls, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the cleaning woman who made my sprightliness sin eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her tongue probe my shitter for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and scramble but then I would start to lower my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her face. This time she got my pussy.

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

Tyrone spit on his dick and smutty cunt Hope spit on my asshole and we were off to the subspecies. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was vast. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to stop from whimpering.

Tyrone would spue on his gumshoe for more than lube and so would Hope, 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 slow and built up a pacing. Every knife thrust seemed to load me blanket and advertize me more into the bed. skilful thing Gordon was there to lick my clit or I thought I might pass out. Soon Tyrone had a steady secure beat pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this devil tore me apart but it was worth it. Combined with the clitoris licking and suck, 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 teenager ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good twenty minutes as I came two Thomas More multiplication from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pluck up the stride. He was going to blow soon.

"No, no, hold off ”, I said being my turn 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 nativity to an oak Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking life-threatening dejection softeners from the pharmacy ( you did want all the cruddy details ).


I laid down on English of Gordon and Hope followed suit on the other. I think the German Nazi Bitch was just glad we weren't suffocating her in cunt any Sir Thomas More and made easygoing mewing sounds.

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

"And our breast"I said pulling the top pile and letting the mighty bazonga babe free.

Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big inwardness in our tierce of faces. We opened our mouths wide-eyed and wiggled our tongues. I squeezed my titty as he double fisted what had to be nearly a solid food of prime dark 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 booby. promise got some in her oral fissure. Gordon got up her scent, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

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

I got up and decided it should be clock 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 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 stew ”, promise assured me.

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

Yup. racoon optic. Smeared lipstick, mussed hair. A mess.

"fucking it ”, I said

I washed the balance of my form up off my brass in a few seconds since one-half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed tress and fanny. There, now I looked like Texas girl. Wild ready, and dope as big as the state. And Bob Hope was right the mark 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 typeface. No clean up for her. Good.

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

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

No sex or even a blowjob ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his cock in religious belief even once. During all our"detainment"when it was organized religion's tour to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the hall outside the boiler room and Faith was smoking a articulate leaning against the rampart. Shit, nowadays we'd outcry her"a chronic"

"Took enough prison term"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there money box dawn"

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

"Talk to me ?"religious belief 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 hr. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the junction in minutes. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting closely to declaring the Prom King and fagot and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to give up religion 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 ”, Leslie Townes Hope pleaded

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

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

"No seriously I'm beneficial, actually, I'm fucking fantastic ”, she said wiping a rent away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. sin, she even laughed.

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

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

faith was never like this. I had seen her equipment failure maybe three times in the integral time 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 whang to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

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

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

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

We just stood there staring blankly at her.

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

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

"Holy shit ”, Hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, religious belief 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 taradiddle 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 slipstream, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one night and it was love at 1st sight.

It was a fate romance from the outset. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was fateful. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would acquire it till now to finally catch up with a Joseph Black man being treated with respectfulness. But that didn't stop the erotic love birds.

In just a few month she was fraught with his tike and couldn't hide it anymore from her house. She was going to go to college all disbursal paid if she just terminated the baby and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to live the rest of her life history with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

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

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

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

So he broke up with Margo.

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

Margo gave birth to a baby girl she called religious belief in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overcome its hatred and its bigotry and finally take over love.

She couldn't evoke a child alone and soon had to settle for a man that was willing to get hold of"broken commodity"as her redneck family called her. That was religion'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 pilus that was for certainly. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making more sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his bluejacket mouth and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always be intimate she wasn't his daughter and only knew a smutty man was her father. So he hated all melanize men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another child. And when she passed he took his anger out on Faith, who fought back

religious belief had always know Tyrone since she was a little girl, but he always thought of him as her mother friend. He would often pick her up from schooltime. Always sent her Christmas nowadays every year.

netherworld she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connections all over townsfolk and always convinced the sheriff to look the other way when it came to her pot dealing and nonaged drinking.

When organized religion's mother had died from drinking herself to decease over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his kin menage and moved into the school just so he could buy the plot of land and the trailer she lived in. The rent trust paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his total life. Stopping fights, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her head and always being her orphic Saint Nick and"admirer"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

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

Faith had rolled up another joint as she told this tarradiddle and we smoked it and finished it muteness 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 ? ”, Hope said rubbing the redheaded woodpecker shoulder.

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

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

"What an amazing night ”, I shook my head.

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one more than matter ”, Faith said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

Faith wrapped her weapon system around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the proficient friend a redneck young woman could ever have"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

"seed here freak female child, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, Faith said through tears or her own extending her arm to Leslie Townes Hope

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

Best Nox ever.

trust. 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 saltation ”, Faith said getting back into her sturdy biddy bit

"Yeah, Id hatred to miss the chance to scrape at Angie Brollet's foot ”, Bob Hope snorted.

"Fucking beef ”, was my retort.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"The Prom queen, peak"hope said gently

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

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

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

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to lose her ”, faith chuckled.

"Somehow I dont think that's the go 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 freak daughter ”, religious belief snarked back

"making love you"the boor teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the lead got ready to announce the Prom king

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

We all cheered at that. My babe was the King. Damn right he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the whacking of the cowboy he led made him a horseshoe in. We still gave him screaming cheers ! ! !

Then one of the Persian band guy gave a drum whorl

"And the class of 1990's prom Queen is……………………. charity Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


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

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

A note that grounded me to realism was the crush look on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the steps onto the stage. The tiara was put on my question. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to proceed my blazon 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 promise were screaming the stallion fourth dimension through getting bang-up laugh from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go painter"

What a stirring speech.

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

The base was cleared for our dance as the Prom baron and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my deal. My god, he was so big.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom mike came down on a wire from the baulk 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 first day I met you two year ago on the field behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your grin lit up my sum and I was lost in you in a New York minute"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in erotic love with you from the moment I saw you. You've been with me in all the right times and the bad multiplication. With me in my defeats and our victory"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've become a potent someone because of you. A better individual. And I cant think of not spending the rest of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the gang 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 ring on my finger.

The billet went raving mad. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The striation began to play



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


Best.

Night.

Ever .