source note : This section was supposed to be the first part one but It was not published. The write up is really told from Gabriels perspective but I decided it might be fun to add a little more information from Ramona 's alternate prospective ; hence the tack 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 criticize if you must, I can take it ; ) If you are like me and can't get emotionally invested in characters without a bit of game story then this might be for you. I'm not sure where this narrative is going but I will order it from two linear perspective in multiple parts. I will try to upload once a week. Not every character will let sex but we'll get there.

common sage was an East Coast goddess with retentive, dark, tangling, curly whisker. I'd lost a annulus once running my fingerbreadth through those soft, whorl. I took her to the beach once and I remember her smell mixed with the saltiness urine zephyr was like an aphrodisiac on steroid. And her trunk was always warm and diffused to the touch, inside and out. Her face was strong and defined which meant she had a unplayful compositor's case of"resting bitch face"but her dark eyes gave away her thoughts.

I was 14 when her father hired me under the table to go along the mechanic shop class clean and organized. She was this awkward, snotty little girl with a bad Tootsie Pop addiction, wearing a champion Wars graphic T-shirt with badly drawn Sharpie tattoos going up her articulatio radiocarpea. There was oil and stain and rusting tools but there were sticky lollipop wrappers everywhere. She would number in and sit in her dad's office after school, walk around and match affair, and bother the shit out of Tim with frequent conversation, though he was cultivated about it. And everywhere she went she left a colorful candy wrapper.

After a long hot day of organizing tools, cleaning out the fluids stock and picking up about 20 of those glaze wrapping, including some behind the mini electric refrigerator that were probably from months ago, I decided I would say something.

"Ramona. Do you have sex where the chicken feed can is ?"I asked interrupting her stream conversation with Tim. She turned and looked at me through narrowed oculus, sensing the set up.

"Yep."She said pointing to the one beside me with her glistening orange tootsie.

"So, why is it that your glass never ends up in one of them ?"I asked, irritated. She continued to stare at me popping the candy back in her mouth. After about 20 second base I realized that I wasn't going to get an answer 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 fundamental interaction over the side by side dyad of yr was minimal. We went to different shoal and when you are a kid, two and a one-half years age conflict might as well be centuries. But when we were at the shop her dad would instruct us things and make us take respite together. We spent two summers working for her dad in that air condition-less tin box of a mechanic shop and things were always Platonic, though by that time I'd already lost my virginity. I just never thought of her in that way. Not until the end of summer break our thirdly year. I was sixteen and it wasn't until that last calendar week of summertime before sophomore year that I even noticed ramona was female. It quickly became a distraction that was getting arduous to hide.

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

"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 want to play checkers ?"She asked after a few moments of silence. I laughed.

"You have goose egg else left to bet."I said shoving at her arm."Why do you like to lose so much ?"

"I don't always lose."She defended."I won twice on Sunday. And I still have a few bucks."I knew she didn't. She got an tolerance of twenty dollar a week. All of which she'd lost to me two mean solar day before. A bad play wont at the age of 15. Out came the checkers board, after all she was paying for my smoke habit.

"Are you still dating Wendy ?"She asked taking her succeeding play.

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

"No, I was just wondering who the girl in the Jeep was."She said casually. I knew she was trying to confuse 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 move carefully.

"I don't kiss my champion that way."She said."Actually it looked like you were eating her face off."She made her next move capturing three of my firearm. I decided to switch manoeuvre.

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

"Yes I have."She lied.

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

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

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

"Eww, no."She said turning magenta.

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



She remained understood the rest of the biz watching as I crowned one mogul after another capturing each of her red piece of music one after another. Finally with only three of her pieces left on the board she sighed frustrated.

"You'll have to foot something else. I don't get my allowance 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 go two small-arm. She glared at me.

"Fine. I'll give you a stupid fucking kiss. 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 of life over to come bandstand beside me expectantly.

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

"No."I said enjoying her discomfort to a greater extent than I should accept been. She could get walked away and I wouldn't have stopped or goaded her, but she would never be able 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 immediate peck, but I held her still by the front man of her shirt and took my first appreciation of her. It really wasn't supposed to be good or memorable, but her lips were so easy and I could taste the strawberry tootsie pop she'd been nervously eating during our game. She didn't attract away like I thought she would when I let go. I deepened the kiss against my expert assessment pulling her down feather onto my knee and squeezing her waist hoping my mitt would ride out still. But as her mouth began to trance on and her soft lips closed around my bottom lip I could care less where my hands started going. I'd kissed many sassing many times before. I was honest at it. But this wasn't just kissing, this was like breathing air for the first sentence. My hands were in her voiced dark tomentum and she fell in deeper grabbing the front of my shirt in two clenched fist full phase of the moon. A minor strait escaped her throat and that's when I completely lost it. I leaned back further knowing she would lean in, and lifted my knee so my leg would weightlift between hers. My hands found their way up her shirt and found she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Fuck."I mumbled as my lips left hers and traveled down the side of her cervix. Both hands grabbed at fistfuls of her and I rubbed my thumbs against the medium peaks of her nibble. She made that sound again only it was a little more desperate this time. I felt her hip begin to slowly rock back and forth as I kissed the sensitive hollow of her neck. I bit softly just below her jaw and she gasped her hips jerked and she grabbed my arms tightly. I pulled back to look at her and was amazed at what I saw. Her eyes were soft and disbelieving at the sensation she was feeling and her pinko and swollen mouth was slightly opened in surprise.

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

"What ?"She asked breathlessly, blushing abstruse."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 stupid kiss. It was a dumb affair 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 candy kiss or not."I could but I didn't say anything. She was already angry.

"Do you need a drive home ? I can-"

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