Authors note : This persona was supposed to be the beginning part one but It was not published. The write up is really told from Gabriels view but I decided it might be fun to add a minuscule more than info from Ramona 's switch prospective ; hence the flip-flop function 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 up it ; ) If you are like me and can't get emotionally invested in characters without a bit of spinal column story then this might be for you. I'm not sure where this level is going but I will tell it from two position in multiple component. I will try to upload once a calendar week. Not every part will have sex but we'll get there.

common sage was an east Coast goddess with longsighted, sour, tangling, curly hair. I'd lost a halo once running my fingers 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 body was always fond and soft to the touch, inside and out. Her face was strong and defined which meant she had a serious showcase of"resting bitch face"but her morose eyes gave away her thoughts.

I was 14 when her Church Father hired me under the board to keep the grease monkey store clean and jerk and organized. She was this awkward, snotty girl with a bad Tootsie Pop addiction, wearing a whizz Wars lifelike T-shirt with badly drawn live wire tattoos going up her wrist. There was oil and grunge and rusting tools but there were awkward chump wrap everywhere. She would descend in and sit in her dad's position after school, walk around and touch on things, and bother the diddly-squat out of Tim with sponsor conversation, though he was polite about it. And everywhere she went she left a colored candy wrapper.

After a long hot day of organizing tools, cleaning out the fluids blood and picking up about 20 of those candy wrapping, including some behind the mini electric refrigerator 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 current conversation with Tim. She turned and looked at me through narrowed center, sensing the set up.

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

"So, why is it that your folderol never ends up in one of them ?"I asked, irritated. She continued to gaze at me popping the candy back in her mouth. After about 20 seconds 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 next couplet of years was minimal. We went to different shoal and when you are a kid, two and a one-half years age difference might as well be C. But when we were at the shop her dad would teach us things and make us take time out together. We spent two summertime working for her dad in that air condition-less tin box of a automobile mechanic shop and affair were always platonic, though by that meter 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 go week of summertime before sophomore year that I even noticed Ramona was distaff. It quickly became a distraction that was getting firmly to hide.

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

"You aren't supposed to be at the store 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 play draughts ?"She asked after a few moments of silence. I laughed.

"You have nada 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 allowance of xx dollars a week. All of which she'd lost to me two days before. A bad gambling habit at the age of 15. Out came the checker display board, after all she was paying for my smoking habit.

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

"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 cast me off, and she knew I knew that she was.

"That was state of grace. She's just a friend."I said wondering what all she'd seen. I made my movement carefully.

"I don't osculate my Quaker that way."She said."Actually it looked like you were eating her human face off."She made her future movement capturing three of my man. I decided to shift maneuver.

"How would you love ? You haven't even had your commencement buss yet."I said studying the board. 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 control what I do at school."She said defensively. Her face was turning red so I knew I had worked the right slant. I made my move.

"okay, you know how to kiss then. If I win, you have to kiss me and turn out it."I watched her as I took my number taking back dominance of the board.

"Eww, no."She said turning magenta.

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



She remained silent the rest of the game observance as I crowned one king after another capturing each of her red small-arm one after another. Finally with lonesome three of her pieces left on the gameboard she sighed frustrated.

"You'll have to pick something else. I don't get my valuation reserve 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 tidy sum ? You've done it before, it shouldn't be a problem."I took her last two patch. She glared at me.

"amercement. I'll give you a dullard fucking buss. 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 stand beside me expectantly.

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

"No."I said enjoying her soreness 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 capable to endure peacefully knowing she'd turned down a challenge from me. She leaned awkwardly forward and pressed her backtalk to mine, in what I assumed was meant to be a nimble peck, but I held her still by the front of her shirt and took my first taste of her. It really wasn't supposed to be good or memorable, but her lips were so soft and I could savor the strawberry tootsie pop she'd been nervously eating during our game. She didn't pull up away like I thought she would when I let go. I deepened the kiss against my respectable discernment pulling her John L. H. Down onto my knee and squeezing her waist hoping my manpower would stick around still. But as her mouth began to catch on and her lenient back talk closed around my bottom lip I could care less where my hands started going. I'd kissed many lips many clip before. I was skilful at it. But this wasn't just kissing, this was like breathing air for the starting time metre. My hands were in her sonant darkness hair's-breadth and she fell in deeper grabbing the front of my shirt in two clenched fist fulls. A pocket-sized sound 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 press between hers. My deal 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 neck opening. Both handwriting grabbed at fistfuls of her and I rubbed my thumbs against the sensible peaks of her nybble. She made that sound again only it was a little more dire this fourth dimension. I felt her pelvis begin to slowly rock back and Forth River as I kissed the sensitive hollow of her neck. I bit softly just below her jaw and she gasped her rosehip jerked and she grabbed my arms tightly. I pulled back to count at her and was amazed at what I saw. Her centre were soft and disbelieving at the adept she was feeling and her pink and swollen mouth was slightly opened in surprisal.

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

"What ?"She asked breathlessly, blushing late."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 dull affair to ask for."She said slinging her bag over her shoulder in a miff."It's not like you can tell if it was my showtime kiss or not."I could but I didn't say anything. She was already raging.

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

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