brotherly love Jones here again.

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

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

The final workweek of high-pitched schooling. Here it was.

A crowd of test and draw of study time. The school became a ghostwriter town to the students that did show up to bury their caput in books. I even went to school to study just to debar the delight of the figure that might befall me at home in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was alumnus on that final Friday.

It seemed so surreal when the ceremony actually came. All the faces I knew, all the supporter, 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 supporter trust and well-endowed goth pal Hope wanted to go up and show off the crowd when we got our diplomas. We even made sure we were everlasting naked under our nightdress. 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 form Valedictorian. Yes, I was miss exceedingly pop form President and cheerleader skipper. But Hope was a freaking projectile scientist mad genius under her unwritten fixation.

I cant think of what for the animation of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this mo. How majestic I was of my acquaintance. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite embarkment school girl who wouldn't dare lecture to such junkie like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other home on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting hugs and sad soundly byes by some masses who weren't coming to the prom tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a hardhearted cunt whom I hated with all my nitty-gritty, now I was sad to see her go.

mom was so lofty of me she was crying. She had come in her Sunday nicest with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teen missy I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the initiative woman in our stemma to calibrate high school in three generations. Plus, I was going to university next yr.

"I just can't believe I've helped raise such a consummate girl ”, Momma gushed between tears.

"I had the C. H. Best deterrent example ”, I hugged her back.


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

prom Night.

This was it. The last Nox of my being a senior high school school little girl. The Nox many fair sex 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 male child out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a luck to pin a corsage to a girl. most were just trying to make sure as shooting they didn't come home in a bag.

With my half-baked schedule I had passed on most of the final contingent to religion and Hope during those net two week. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mamma spared no expense on my dress either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra cabaret to pay for it. It was a rootage of pride for her that I was the only teenager in the county that was going to her promenade in hand tailored house decorator dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a white velvet inlay. Amytal shorttail weasel cuts in the wench. I was the sultry American flag. The mitt were darling too ; laced up to the human elbow in white leather.

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

Marcus even bough me adamant earrings as my grad present. They were Worth a lot. I still have them and bring 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 grim dinner jacket that filled showed the clear edges of his brawny frame. For the for the first time time since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to fuck him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose nosegay delicately to me, his manpower were shaking and my titty were such a big prey in the low cut frock I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. momma gushed some more and Marcus snapped some film of us together before scooting us out.

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

"Once around the parking lot James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his finger's breadth at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy look delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my wearing apparel and hairsbreadth done to the ball club ( thanks to Patti, for punk rock lesbian she sure knew how to make a female child pretty ) and couldn't keep his oculus of my cleavage. He didn't like the baseball glove, I was almost irritated, but he had his reason as I would learn 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 breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune J. J. Hill that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back fall. gong and wind chime giving the touch of the exotic. The clout table was taken over by samovar's serving punch. Full metal dinner trays with exotic meats and fruits.

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

This must stimulate monetary value a fortune. I didn't remember authorizing any of this ! It should have been cheesy cut outs, the Ussher in tacky Arab chief costumes, and a caboodle of shish kebabs. Where the Hades 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 head. I was lost in a sea of lights and beauty.

But for me, the actual dirty money were my right friends religion and Hope

faith was eternally single and Hope swore to never know another man again ( What a tike ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's dancing. They weren't even going to come until I begged and pleaded for mean 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 loose and dotty to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through veil over her aspect in a tarty Arabian style.

religion on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at to the lowest degree the top of it was. She wore a flyspeck bleak skirt to match her incisive blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishing net and black piece of tail me heels.

organized religion was the"boy"and promise came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every head turned to them. They even slow danced with each former, trust of course taking the atomic number 82. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Lone-Star State twenty year ago, this was going to be the talk of the town for months.

Despite all their bickering and scrap, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each other. They were the first ace to come running to defend the former. My Henry Clay 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,"Freak girl here has to work it"

"Just because you have a imposter putz doesn't mean I'm going to put out at the end of the nighttime ”, Hope joked back to her date.

"How the hell did we afford 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 vex about that tell tale foretoken of Faith

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

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

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

"Little assistance here off-the-wall ! ”, Faith implored Hope

Bob Hope stepped up between us.

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

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

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

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

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

Awesome chick.

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

"bettor yet, postdate me ”, Leslie Townes Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the entrance hall of the darkened schooltime. It was always uncanny seeing this place at night. Like we were walking in another Earth, that this was the twilight geographical zone reflection of a high school. No wonder so many horror movies 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 flat in the back. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a tiny office, two rooms ; a privy and his living room/bedroom/kitchen. The only window being a low one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the door and heard him hollo out"Come on in girls"

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

I had to intromit, it had been a yr since Old Tyrone had lastly shoved his dick down my throat in our"detainment"seance with Vice Principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in metre gentlewoman, I was getting bored with this light-headed cows piss poor blowjobs ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her backtalk and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

Her reaction was incredible though, she kept trying to pass on out with for it with her oral cavity. She had gone from being his schoolmarm to being his Bitch. It was pretty awesome.

"faith, you go out and check that doorway ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres cipher going to hail ”, Faith seeing red indignantly

"Don't you back let the cat out of the bag me little girl, you git out there on the double ”, Tyrone said sternly

religion huffed but relented"Fine, 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 odoriferous old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and stimulate my hand and gave it a osculation. I kinda flushed at this. This old man was a treat. Even naked he was pretending to be courtly.

"young lady Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to settle a matter of defrayment 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 flying dragon noblewoman"

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

"No no Miss Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I wanted you to sleep together 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 Polemonium van-bruntiae, I've been at this schooltime since it opened 45 long time ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen scholar come and students go. Your Momma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest slice I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through war and integration, through protests and way too many chairwoman. And it has always remained a rock and roll in a storm. But there was also a meanness. An wickedness that stayed too"

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

"My the great unwashed. colorize multitude. Always been treated like trash in this town. The wrath. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the threshold for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that mean old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always stay on underneath despite what that cowpoke in the White House says ”.

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sis here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no co-occurrence that you three found each other. I'm not talking soma and pedigree. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the name calling to feel each other in this diminished niche of His creation."

He put his helping hand on my shoulder 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. People that hate each former put aside their feuds around you girls. hoi polloi are lost receive comfort in your smiles. Black men and white men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one exclusive white on disgraceful or Black on White River offence in this town since you three met ?"

That was the strangest thing. There had been an editorial about how hatred crime had all but evaporated for the last two long time in our townsfolk. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, Miss brotherly love. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A light. Something that brings puff. 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 Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae of spunk spreads out to everyone around you"

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

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

Old Tyrone then hugged me stopping point and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how exciting I was. With the exception of my Momma and my sis, I had never heard how"effective"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 poppycock dooey dressin up like a vampire shit you do. You are the gentlest brute I have seen in long time. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a second that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kittens 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 blankets to the vets in the green come winter. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the dark holy person that brings them soup every nighttime from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn mark dupe from all them fancy leger you got. You see the darkness in the existence so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the frail, the hungry, the hapless a reason to keep back going"

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

"In brusk miss,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her shoulder,"you give them Hope."

The peasant girl was stunned too and sat down on a death chair at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a Holy Scripture and had turned to Sir Frederick Handley Page we had never read before.

"You going to have trust cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking yesteryear bust of joy

"No, my words to her need to be individual ”, he said wistfully.

"okeh fine, but you are so getting a cock sucking 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.

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

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

promise and I sucked on the old black man's vast cock in earnest. No, to say that would disparage it. We worshipped his genus Phallus. He had made us find 10 understructure tall, so we returned the favour. Our tongues and mouthpiece 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 eyes like a racoon at this peak but I couldn't give a shit. Sucking this huge dick was my complete world. I flicked out my tongue and juggled his big balls whilst promise made demented gagging auditory sensation as she tried shoving his cock down her throat.

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

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

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the vice Principlas face and face the wall. She put her hands on it to stabilise herself. I walked over and flipped up her skirt. Like me, the hiker wasn't wearing panties.

"Lick it kick, lube me up ”. promise instructed the Dragon Lady and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sound as she obediently licked out Hope cooze. The busty peasant girl would grind into her aspect then locomote away for a minute so that the VP could breathe then grind again. After a mates minutes she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big hawkshaw into the girlfriend a third his age. She groaned as his big meat penetrated her.

The Dragn Lady would flick her knife up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her face. Tyrone began to seriously oceanic abyss dick Leslie Townes Hope. Soon his globe were slapping heavily up against the teenager girls ass. Gordon gave her best and flicked at her button too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my wench and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really filthy and hot about seeing grampa and the schoolhouse missy. In that way I took after Leslie Townes Hope, she liked it the nastier the proficient. And so did I.

He fucked her for a respectable 15 moment before he started groaning.Hope implored him to hold back, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her frock. Silly young woman. Like the the gentleman's gentleman he was, Tyrone slowed down and pulled out.

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 peter and waiting for me to get lubed up by Vice Principal Gordon's lingua. Instead I decided to get it a whole tone further.

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

"Eat it beef ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not desire that. I had no aim on getting laid or anal tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big movement earlier ( yeah, you needed to cognize that ) but I was definitely not unused as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her pass away.

"I said eat it ! ! ! ! ”, I barked and sat on her face.

And by sat on her boldness, I mean sat on her face. I put my physical structure weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 seconds before I squatted up.

"Eat it beef, or I see if you can go 4 mo"

That did it. I felt the German Nazi squawk's lingua faux pas up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by little girl, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my spirit hell eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her tongue probe my defecator for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and sputter but then I would start to depress 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.

promise flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my gloves were too slippery so I bit through the lacing and yanked them off. Well there goes a hundred Pearl Sydenstricker Buck. But getting fucked in the ass by a Stephen Samuel Wise old man with a freak dick was Charles Frederick Worth the damage of admission.

Tyrone spit on his tool and nasty bitch Leslie Townes Hope spitting on my mother fucker and we were off to the races. Tyrone pushed that fat affair in my back entrance ever so slowly. God it was huge. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to block up from whimpering.

Tyrone would spatter on his dick for more lube and so would trust, eventually I had half his prick 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 tempo. Every stab seemed to stretch me blanket and labor me more into the bed. Good thing Gordon was there to lick my clit or I thought I might pass out. Soon Tyrone had a steady substantial beat pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this monster tore me apart but it was Worth it. Combined with the clit licking and sucking, my nervousness being stretched in my ass I was soon cumming up a storm.I whimpered through each one of them as this dirty old dim man fucked my hit tight teenager ass.

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

"No, no, wait ”, I said being my turn not wanting to completely smash my super-dress,"pull out, displume out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Saviour, it was like giving birth to an oak tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious stool softeners from the pharmacy ( you did want all the cruddy details ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Leslie Townes Hope followed suit on the other. I think the Nazi Bitch was just gladiolus we weren't suffocating her in cunt any More and made soft mewing sounds.

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

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

Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big marrow in our tierce of faces. We opened our mouths wide-cut and wiggled our clapper. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of meridian dark meat.

Tyrone let out a huge groan and flannel 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 boobs. Hope got some in her backtalk. Gordon got up her nose, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his prick smelling of my cruddy ass into the Dragon Lady's mouth. He really shoved in and made her sporting his hawkshaw up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage 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 peak. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. Leslie Townes Hope wiped her cum off and licked my face clean. But the cum had already dribbled down my bosom and there was a cumstain resting between my cleavage.

"They'll think it's sudor ”, Leslie Townes Hope assured me.

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

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

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my make up off my face in a few seconds since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and buns. There, now I looked like Texas young lady. Wild cook, and boobs as big as the nation. And Bob Hope was right the stain 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 face. No clean 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 okay"I said sharing a glimpse with Hope.

No sex or even a cock sucking ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his dick in religion even once. During all our"detainment"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 residence hall outside the kettle way and Faith was smoking a junction tendency against the wall. Shit, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

"Took enough time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there public treasury dawn"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her articulation,"now go in, he wants to mouth to you"

"public lecture to me ?"trust asked,"Is that codification 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 one-half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in minutes. I was almost tempted to adopt off back to the dance, it would be getting close 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 cave in up trust walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked care

"Don't pause on me apache ”, Hope pleaded

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

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

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

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

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

religion was never like this. I had seen her partitioning maybe three times in the integral prison term I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at nighttime when she snuck through my window after her drunk ass dad took the belt to her. But cypher like this. Never anything like this.

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

faith took a deep breathing spell, 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 ”, Leslie Townes Hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, faith laughed.

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

He told her the level or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the public figure of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a fuck about race, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one night and it was love at maiden batch.

It was a doomed love story from the commencement. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was black. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would take it till now to finally catch up with a black man being treated with deference. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few months she was pregnant with his nestling and couldn't hide it anymore from her family. She was going to go to college all expenses paid if she just terminated the sister and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to survive the relief of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a senior high school.

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

Then one night, Margo's chum and dad found Tyrone and beat him within in of his life. They said they'd kill 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 loose, or how that child could grow up in anything but fright and a phratry 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 Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overcome its hate and its bigotry and finally take over love.

She couldn't set up a child alone and soon had to settle for a man that was willing to take"give way goods"as her cracker family called her. That was Faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

Faith had that prematurely tan tegument somehow getting to a greater extent of her mother traits than her dad. She had his curly hairsbreadth that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hairsbreadth making more sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his Panama mouth and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always fuck she wasn't his girl and only knew a inglorious man was her Father of the Church. So he hated all black 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

Faith had always know Tyrone since she was a little girl, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often pluck her up from schooling. Always sent her Christmas presents every year.

Hell 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 Faith's mother had died from drinking herself to death over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his kinsperson home and moved into the schooltime just so he could buy the plot of Edwin Herbert Land and the dawdler she lived in. The tear Faith paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire lifetime. Stopping scrap, pulling favour, keeping a roof over her head and always being her secret santa and"supporter"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

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

Faith had rolled up another joint as she told this narration 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 ? ”, Hope said rubbing the Melanerpes erythrocephalus shoulder.

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

There was a peacefulness to her now. She didn't doubt a Scripture of is account. She said Tyrone told her affair about her lifespan and her mother that only she knew. There was no doubt ; he was her father.

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

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one to a greater extent thing ”, Faith said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

organized religion wrapped her weapon around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the respectable friend a cracker young lady could ever bear"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

"Come here freak daughter, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, Faith said through bout or her own extending her arm to promise

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

C. H. Best Nox ever.

Faith. 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 ”, religion said getting back into her toughened chick turn

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

"shtup bitch ”, was my retort.

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

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

The gym door flew heart-to-heart and our old pothead pixie supporter efflorescence popped out in a tie died sundress.

"Whoa, like there you are, bizarre ”, 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 business leader of the School"

"The Prom mogul, Flower"promise said gently

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

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

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

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to neglect her ”, Faith chuckled.

"Somehow I dont think that's the net we've seen of her,"I said almost feeling a tinge of foreshadowing.

"Great, as if one pothead isn't enough ”, Hope quirked

"Shut up freak girlfriend ”, trust snarked back

"making love you"the barbarian teased back.

We stepped in the lycee as the star got set up to announce the promenade King

"And the course of instruction of 1990's Prom tycoon is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the newspaper publisher,"Chet Baker ! ! ! !"

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

Then one of the Persian band guys gave a drum scroll

"And the course of instruction of 1990's Prom queen regnant is……………………. Charity Mother Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and Hope went freak jumping up and down on either slope of me. They shook me so unvoiced I nearly popped out of the bodice.

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

A preeminence that grounded me to realism was the crushed flavor on Angie Brollet's look. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the steps onto the phase. The tiara was put on my head. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to move 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 hope were screaming the entire time through getting great joke from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh right hand. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go Felis concolor"

What a stirring speech.

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

The floor was cleared for our dance as the prom King and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my handwriting. My god, he was so well-favored.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom mike came down on a wire from the rafters and settled between us. A spot also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

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

"From the maiden day I met you two years ago on the force field behind the schooling, 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 flash"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in dearest with you from the moment I saw you. You've been with me in all the sound metre and the bad times. With me in my defeats and our victories"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've become a solid person because of you. A right somebody. And I cant think of not spending the rest of my spirit without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the pack from his scoop which he presented to me.

"Jacob's ladder Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My nerve stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William baker, I will splice you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the ring on my finger.

The place went wilderness. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The band began to wreak



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


Best.

Night.

Ever .