Two calendar month have gone by since I end saw Violet. Time could not have been ANY slower. But at last, I have finished another year of college ! I load up my last-place few udder from my dorm into my car, and I start my journey back abode to San Diego.

As I turn into my private road, I can see my dad mowing the lawn in the front. When I get out of my car, he stops and greets me.

"Hey Lucas ! How's my college boy doing ?"I embrace my Church Father with a hug and a big smiling on my human face.

"So happy to be home and out for the summer dad ! Really looking forward to dinner. I'm starving !"

My dad laughs as he helps me unload my car with bags into the service department.

"Your mom is out in the backyard grilling some burgers with the eternal sleep of the crew ( I have a younger crony in high school and a babe in eye school ). Our new neighbor Violet President Taylor is out back as well. Have you met her ?"

I just nod while I continue to drop off. I guess you could say I have met violet ... if only my parents roll in the hay how much we have really gotten to know each other.

I get to the backyard and starting signal saying my hellos to the fam. I look at Mrs Elizabeth Taylor sitting down in a lawn chair, looking sexier than ever ! She has on a White River sundress which shows off her gorgeous curve ball. She has put on a good tan and has her hair down all curly.

"hello Gospel According to Luke. Nice to see you again, hope that school has gone well for you this retiring year."violet gets up and shakes my hand, as if we didn't know each other well at all. I understand why she did it though. We both needed to act like we barely knew each other to avoid any unwanted trouble.

When my dad gets out back, I continue to talk with my kinfolk about how my schooltime year went. I talk about how my springiness jailbreak was in Cancun. reddish blue eyes me with a funny smile while I talk about my head trip. I then get up to shoot some basketball game with my little brother. The remainder of my fam and Violet stay in the backyard continuing to enjoy the outdoor barbeque dinner.

Later in the evening, I head to the kitchen to grab a drinkable. As I'm hustling around in the fridge trying to grab a beer, my mom calls for me in the dining elbow room area. I head there to see what's up.

"Yeah mom ?"I see her digging through a box marked"memory board"I left on the dining board when I got it out of the car.

"You never told me that you went to Cancun with our neighbor Ms. Taylor."I give my mom a quizzical look when she says that but immediately my oculus widen when I see the photograph. It was a photo of me and Violet together by the beach in the sunset. A local anesthetic photographer took it for us. Anybody who looked at the moving-picture show would immediately conceive that we were indeed lovers. Thankfully, my mom was showing me the benefit of a incertitude.

"Oh ... ... THAT ! Yeah sorry, I didn't quotation the fact that I had the CRAZIEST coincidence ever and saw Mrs. Deems Taylor in Cancun with her acquaintance. She actually told me when I first met her right before I left for my trip that she was heading out there as well and that'd it'd be cool to see me. And you'll never believe it but we ran into each other a couple of Day later !"I could tell my mom was having a heavy time believing me, but she just shrugged it off.

"Interesting ... wonder why you or her never mentioned it. But anyways, that's coolheaded. Grab the repose of your property for me please and look at em up to your room."

I obediently do so as I'm told just SUPER relieved that matter didn't escalate quickly like the way I thought it would.

I head back down to the spine porch just in sentence for me to see violet saying good-by and thanking my fam for inviting her over for dinner. She turns to me and smiles. She gives me a gentle nod of her head, signaling me to follow her to her house. I wink at her and wait trough she leaves to order my fam that I'm going to run over to my best friend Jacob's theater, who lives a couple of miles away from me. I run to her planetary house once the coast is clear.

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15 MINUTES LATER ....

"So tell me Saint Luke ... did you miss me while you were away ?"

Violet tries to mouth to me while I'm behind her, filling up her pussy with my hungry cock. maledict it's been too long since we've last fucked ! I grab her waist for support as I bury my cock deep into Violet's soused snatch and pull out repeatedly.

"If only you knew how much I've missed you ... and this of course,"I tell her while I thrust in and out. We were so horny, both of us did not even take the metre to fully undress. As soon as I left my house and got to hers, I ran up to reddish blue's elbow room and just started to kiss her passionately. She managed to pull down her panties, while I somehow unbuckled my pants. reddish blue still had on her sundress by the meter I shoved her onto the bed and pushed my prick into her. I still had my undershirt and my gasp on, just lowered down to my stifle. We did not ease up a fuck ! We were going at it like pure intimate animate being !

"Mmmmm ... yeah sister ! Fuck me intemperately ! ! !"Violet could not get enough ! She just begged and begged for more. Growing a bit tired from the strength of doing her doggie style, I pulled out of her and laid down on the bed. reddish blue got the memo and immediately stood up and sat on top of me. She reached from behind to take hold of my fellow member and aligned it with her pussy. As soon as she was in, Violet took fully control as I laid back and watched enjoying the thought. She eventually takes off her dress and exposes her bare naked body. I take off my singlet and chuck out it to the side of her bed. I reach and touch her splendid boob, as she bounces on my stopcock. We moan in unison every time she slams her pussy down hard onto my putz and then rubs herself all over my crotch.

"You like that sister ? You like it when I take ascendance ?"I just moan and nod, trying to keep myself together. It's been over two months since we've concluding fucked. I'm trying to savor this second by not cumming too soon. Violet looks into my eyes and can see the mixture of pleasure and discomfort. The soreness coming from the worry of hitting an orgasm at any second. Once she sees the look on my boldness, violet slows down and leans down into me. We share a cryptical kiss as I begin to take control. I lock my weaponry around her spinal column and crush her tits against my chest, as I regain my strength and pound her thirsty cunt, pushing myself up and down as deep into her as I can go.

"Mmmmm YES baby ! ! ! I've missed you sooo much ! ! SO SO often ! ! ! Fuck me HARDER Gospel of Luke ! ! ! I'm going to cuaaa ... .AHHHH ! ! !"

Violet begins to pipe up as I feel her snatch tensing up while I'm in her. My stopcock is suddenly engulfed in warm fluids of her juices flowing down my barb and in between my ass brass. I kiss her with heat, my tongue fighting to get as far down her throat as possible. Violet continues to groan from her raging orgasm. speaking of which, mine is so tight it hurts ! !

"Violet, I'm SO close to cumming ! I need you to get up."She does as she's told and stands up.

"What do you want to-"

Without letting her close her sentence, I grab her and push her against the rampart. violet gives me a naughty smirk.

"Do whatever you want to me baby ! I am ALL yours !"

With that, I spread her peg open and inclose a couple fingers into her damp vagina. Violet's mouth opens in daze. She's so wet and incredibly medium down there.

"Awwww infant ! ! ! You're going to make believe me cum again ! !"

I finger her pussy rapidly, the stallion time I look deep into Violet's eyes. I watch her expressions go from looking at of acuate pain to libidinous pleasure. She can't handle the sensibility ! I love it !

"LUKE I'M GOING TO CUM ! ! ! !"

As my finger rapidly thrust in and out of her, reddish blue's eyes roll to the backbone of her question, as she starts to hit her second orgasm ! And it's a flowage ! I start to get drenched in her succus, as she squirts all over me ! violet howler from the intensity of it all !

Eventually, I pull my fingers out of her and immediately grab my dick and ram it deep into her cunt ! violet grunts loudly as I bang her roughly against her bedroom wall. I don't know how I have not hit an sexual climax yet, but at this here and now, I'm going ALL OUT as I pick up my footstep. I grab her waist while I thrust in and out of Violet, tearing her squiffy apart her vaginal walls. She begs for me to cum as we continue to fuck against her wall standing unsloped. I begin to get that very familiar feeling recondite inside my balls. I pick up my speed one last time for the tremendous finale !

"Oh Violet ... .it's about to GO DOWN !"

She grabs my case and kisses me deeply, frantically awaiting my comer ! It's too much for me to wield ! I immediately pull out of reddish blue, and promote her down to her knee. reddish blue sticks her clapper out, begging me for my source ! I jerk myself off into her rima oris and release my punk down her throat. It's SO much ! My jizz splashes all over aspect, including her eyelid ! My cock spits out queue after waiting line of my thick shipment. reddish blue licks her lips and swallows as a lot of my protein as she can ! She then takes her digit to collect the remainder on her expression and licks it all up.

"Delicious !"she says with a big grinning on her face. sanctum SHIT did it palpate GOOD to finally be relieved of such a sinewy orgasm ! !

We lay down together in bed after we clean up. I spend time with her talking about the rest of my school class since we last saw each other. violet and I cuddle for awhile as we talk and begin to be adrift off into sleep.

A couple hours later, I open my eyes when I hear a cellphone vibrate loudly on her nightstand. violet sits up and looks at her headphone. She takes a import to look at her covert, and then gasp. She got a textbook message. reddish blue then reads her subject matter again, and begins to sit up, typing away a reply. I'm singular as to what's got her so worked up.

"You safe ?"I ask.

violet looks at me with a turbulent expression on her face.

"Gospel of Luke, I am terribly regretful. I don't mean to be primitive, but it's really later. I need to get some rest. I had fun tonight."

I stare at her fox as I'm still trying to cross-file what's happening.

"I'm just as trite as you are violet, I don't head resting."

Her frigidity stare IMMEDIATELY tells me that she wants to be left alone.

"Sorry Gospel According to Luke, I just need to remain ... alone."Violet gets another text on her phone. When she reads it, I see another spirit of shock on her font.

"violet, what's going on ? You can tell me."

"Luke ... don't take this the wrong way. But we can't see each former anymore ... like this. I'll always be here for you as a friend, but I need a faulting. I need you to understand that."

Now I'm REALLY surprised ! We went from being all cuddled together after having amazing sex to just cold"friends."

"Violet ... what the fucking is going on ? ? Are you ok ? What are you not telling me ?"

She starts to get a bit upset.

"Luke ! I need you to sympathise ... .this is for the better. I need you to go home and quietus in your own bed and leave me be. For the interest of our friendship, I need you to intrust me. Now is not the prison term for us to have this sexual relationship. I'm sorry that I gave you the wrongly mental picture tonight ... but I just need some space. Can you please just read that ?"

reddish blue looks me in the middle. I look back at her and can see how good she is.

With just a childlike"ok,"I get up and put on my clothes. I grab my stuff and leave her house, completely stunned by what just happened. Deep down, I know something is very incorrect. Whatever those texts were that she received, it truly made her upset. It's the only thing that keeps me from being consumed with anger and hurt towards her.

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2 DAYS LATER ... ..

I open my eyes to the undimmed sunlight in my face. My mind is throbbing ! I peer at my alarm clock adjacent to my bedside. 12:44PM. I look down at my body really disjointed. I'm in drawers and lay down shirtless with one sneaker on. I look at the posters on my walls in my room.

A beautiful beach sunset in what looks to be of somewhere in Cali, alongside early scenic nature posters. I look to my give and see a BUNCH of motion-picture show of people on the paries with drawing pin and post-it banker's bill. The photograph of what looked to be like friends and kinsperson. I look out the turgid window in front of me which has the sun beaming brilliantly light into the room. It's only when I notice the brilliant pink bulwark that I realize I'm not in my room.

I quickly turn to my right and see a body next to me, strait asleep. The body of a young Asian infant with a nice curvy ass and lean waist. She lies future to me completely naked, with some covers on her. I sit up in a precipitation, instantly regretting doing so as my read/write head starts to spin. I look down on the base next to me and see an opened 6-pack of beer and scattered beer fundament all over the floor. I see a bong on a dresser not too far away and a few opened bottles of Tequila.

What the shag did I get myself into ?

I slowly start to progress to my way out of the room and into the john, straight across the hall. I'm all sweaty and my eyes look pretty red. I wash my face with cold water and postulate a swig of some mouthwash next to the counter. I make my way back to the bedroom to catch my things to head dwelling house. I grab my telephone on the nightstand and see a text from Francois Jacob.

"Hey, text me when you're awake. I'll option you up and take you home."It reads.

After texting him, he replies back almost immediately that he'll be on his way shortly.

I then grab my wallet, pants, and my former sneaker next to the nightstand. As I put on my knickers, I hear the babe in bed clearing her throat.

"So you think you're just going to go out without saying goodbye ? Did we not have fun net night ? ?"She crosses her arms as she stares me down. God, what a gorgeous dead body she has ! Her breasts were a good medium size with perky nipples, nipple closed chain in each one.

"Oh ... .I'm sorry ? I got ta be honest with you, I don't remember much of last night."She rolls her centre at me.

"Were you THAT drink to not even remember my name ?"

"I have wispy memories from last night ... ..looking at you now though I regret not being capable to remember ... like I could."

Her stern face turns to a laugh.

"You should come by more often. If you can fuck me to an orgasm THREE sentence in a row while under the influence, I'd love to see the terms you can do sober."

She takes out a bit of paper and jots down her figure and phone number, then hands it to me.

"call me when you're free."She says.

I look down at the piece of paper and then collapse her a dainty gimcrack smile.

"We'll be in hint Alaina. I lean into her and buss her goodbye.

I walk downstairs and out the front doorway to Jacob's car a few short second later.

He greets me and doesn't waste matter clip to explain everything once I'm in his car and we're on the route to my planetary house.

"Bro ... you went ALL OUT LAST Nox ! I honestly thought I'd have to subscribe you to the ER for Alcohol toxic condition after you drank THREE deoxyephedrine fanny ! That's not including the bong smasher AND the tequila shots with the beer !"

I look at him, clearly confused as to what he's talking about.

"Huh ?"

Jacob shakes his nous with a flavor of vexation on his face.

"St. Luke ... I can't say I'm surprised you don't remember ANYTHING about last nighttime ... you were completely shit faced ! Do you even think of me inviting you ? I told you that me and some friends were going to have a small get together with some sorority girls across town near the University. Does that ring a bell ?"

I try to consider back to yesterday. I remember being at place for the to the highest degree part in bed upset. I vaguely remember texting Francois Jacob.

"I barely remember bro. I'm trying to think back on yesterday but not really having any luck with any key memories or events."

He then explains to me what I can't remember. I listen to all the details he gives me. I slowly start to have faint memories of getting to the party once the indistinctness inside my chief clears up. I do remember doing some shots with some loud music in the background. I definitely remember taking some hits from a bong. My super dry rima oris is reminding me of that for sure. And I remember seeing Alaina across the living way staring at me while she was with a group of booster near a lounge. Still confused I ask Jacob,

"Did I tell you why I wanted to follow ?"

He nods.

"Yeah ... you were pretty bummed out about Violet calling it quits with you the other dark. I told you to descend with me and the mathematical group to have some fun and blow off some steam. You hit it off really well with everyone ... especially Alaina. One of our frat buddies introduced you to her. She recently just broke up with her fellow and needed to foul up some steam just like you did. Things clearly worked out as you two hooked up after we left."

Jacob tells me that last part with a laugh, as he turns onto the freeway.

"I must've been in a really slump to have gotten this FUCKED up ! Last time I drank like this was when we were at your grandparent's beach house in Santa Barbara."

Jacob stops and turns back at me.

"Yeah you're in a slump bro. I get it. I mean ... Shit ! We fucked violet together numerous times back in United Mexican States. Some of the better sex I've ever had ! But as they say ... .all good matter come to an end. But this is college. And there are good deal of girls out there for you ... Alaina is just an example. Think about that."

"Yeah ... you're right. But, I don't know man. There's something particular about Violet. I don't even have the Lapplander desire to trail college kitty as I once did before I ever met her. She's all I can think about."

Jacob gives me a benevolent grin and remains quiet as he drives me the rest of the way home.

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book binding AT HOME ....

I get back to my house and festinate up the stairs to my privy. The sickness I'm feeling from the motion of being in a moving car was too much for me. I puked my brains out for a few minutes. Only once I'm capable to stand up without getting dizzy, I take a long refreshing exhibitioner, and then brush my teeth. I put on some refreshed clothes and forefront downstairs to the kitchen. I'm surprised to see the dining room set up with a meal.

"Hey mom, are we expecting node ?"

I hear my mom prepping in the kitchen.

"Yeah St. Luke, I invited over Mrs Taylor for dejeuner. Her husband surprised her yesterday coming home with an lengthened parting of absence from the military. I decided to make dejeuner and invite them both over to make him feel welcomed, just like we did for her."

My kernel sank as soon as my mom said"her husband."What would that do for me ? How awkward was this going to be seeing him with the fact that reddish blue and I have a sexual family relationship ? Or at least we HAD one boulder clay she broke it off a couple nights ago. I'm seeing the big picture as to why she got weird on me.

My mom continues to set up lunch until the doorbell tintinnabulation. She gets the door, and Violet paseo in. Standing behind her is a marvelous brawny guy with a cryptical phonation and a stern look on his face. He introduces himself to my mom and then my dad."Hello my name is Clark, pleasance to meet you all."

My brother and baby say their hi and make their way to the dining area. violet offers my mom a hand in the kitchen. She brought over a homemade pie for desert. They both walk by me heading to the kitchen, reddish blue giving me a shy grinning along the way.

"And who might just you be ?"I turn my gaze back forward and see Mr. Zachary Taylor standing tall in front of me. With his stern looking at on his brass, he extends his monumental manus out to me.

"hi sir, my public figure is Luke ... decent to satisfy you."He shakes my helping hand firmly. He looks me in the eye and then looks toward the kitchen, seeing that I was eyeing reddish blue when she walked by. This guy was beginning to make me nervous.

My dad and Mr. Taylor start a conversation about his service in the Navy. I make my way over to the dining area to sit down with my siblings to get away from them. I needed to organise myself mentally for the awkward tenseness and possible drama that is certainly to hail once everybody is seated.

lunch is served and we all begin to eat. My parents contribution a conversation with William Clark about his obligation and ranks in the military. My sidekick and Sister are on their earpiece texting and bull. I sit silently playing around with the tater on my plate. I did not have much of an appetite. trueness be told, I'm still feeling a bit of sickness from my nasty katzenjammer. I stare into space just not in the climate to be around citizenry. As I hear the adult continue to speak, I look over to reddish blue. She's doing exactly the Same as I am. Playing with her food for thought and staring around, occasionally pretending to be matter to in the conversation her husband was having with my folks. We stare at each other every so often when we don't think anyone's looking. This mo was just too surreal.

I stop looking over at Violet when I catch from the turning point of my eye Clark repeatedly staring at me. We both make eye contact, his typeface is exactly the same as always : buns. It creeps me out.

"Gospel According to Luke ... are you not hungry ?"

I look over at my mom. Both my parents and Kenneth Bancroft Clark facial expression at me, seeing that most of my food is still on the crustal plate, while they all had empty I.

"Oh uhhh ... sorry. Francois Jacob and I had a of late breakfast before I got here."

"Long night ?"My dad asks me.

"Uhhh yeah ... guess you can say that."I tell him while everyone at the table makes eye physical contact with me.

My mom William Tell me to get some tin foil in the kitchen and leave my home on the cooking stove for later.

As Mark Wayne Clark begins to serve himself a instant service of food onto his denture, he starts to shit conversation with me, giving me that strict face as usual.

"So Luke ... assure me about yourself. I hear you're in college. Any goals ?"

Violet looks at me with a flighty smile on her case. With Mark Wayne Clark still looking at me and taking notification that I keep staring at his wife, I clear my throat and begin to speak.

"Umm ... yeah I'm a student at UCLA working on my undergraduate. The end is just to finish school with a degree. Still deciding between majors right now."

Clark just gives me a nod of blessing as he continues to eat his food. He stops chewing as I see him staring to his right at the wall filled with family motion picture. He stares at one in particular. It's a movie of my kinfolk on the sail during my Holocene Spring break. The picture has a bombastic anatomy surrounded by palm trees and the sea with a large logo in bright colour reading"Caribbean cruise TOURS."

"That's a lovely picture of all of you. Where did you go ?"Clark asks.

My parents thank him for the compliment and tell him about their Caribbean Sea holiday on a cruise, visiting five islands in a dyad of a week during bound Break with their tyke a couple months prior.

Mark Wayne Clark continues to stare at the frame. He then looks at me.

"Huh ... I don't see Luke in the scene. Where were you ? Sorry for being so noisy ... I'm just a very peculiar guy."He stares me down with the same Isaac Stern look on his face.

I clear my throat again and speak.

"Oh uh ... I was away on my own Spring Break holiday down in Cancun with my buddies."I look to Violet quickly only to see her staring at her husband nervously.

"That's pretty cool Luke. It's actually kind of funny, because my wife was in Cancun a couplet month ago. Weren't you honey ?"

Violet just nods at him with an ungainly smile.

Everyone at the table can find the tension in the air. I think Clark is onto her.

thought that things could not get any spoiled, my mom steps into the conversation.

"That's interesting ... Luke didn't you tell me you briefly ran into violet in Mexico a couple up calendar month ago around the clip you first met ?"

Violet and I look at each other completely in shock and then count at Kenneth Bancroft Clark. He turns his centre to her and gives her a weird grinning.

"Hmm ... that's very interesting you should say that ... honey you never told me that you saw Luke in Mexico when you went with your fellow from work."

Violet starts to stutter.

"Oh yeah ! Uh ... it was quite the coincidence ! Gospel of Luke and I first met when he came dwelling to pack for his tripper. I told him that I was also heading to Cancun. We just happened to see each other out there on the beach. We talked for a piddling while before we split ways and did our own things."

At this peak, I just stare at my crustal plate not knowing what to do. My altogether family is quieten now as they look over at me, sensing how unenviable and tense the site at the table was. I look to my mom as she starts to see how unmanageable she just made the conversation by bringing up the fact that we saw each early.

Mark Clark stares at both me and violet.

Before he can say anything else, my dad comes to the rescue.

"So Clark, it must be nice to have sentence off from your duties. Any architectural plan yet while you're here ?"

Charles Joseph Clark actually lightens up and surprisingly grinning while he engages in conversation with my dad. He tells my dad about his hobbies including fishing with some finish Friend of his.

Violet and I sit quietly trying to eat our food. My sibling and my mom sit quietly staring at me. They know something is not right. Everybody knows.

Mark Clark and violet eventually leave. Both give thanks my folks for hosting lunch and say their cheerio. Once my mom closes the presence door, I try to sneak my way up to my room. She catches me half way up the stair.

"Luke ... come to the living room, we need to talk."

I take a deep breath and head back down. I saw this coming from a air mile away.

My ENTIRE family unit is in the animation way ! All of them stare at me as I make my way to the couch.

My dad starts.

"Saint Luke ... .what the hell was that all about at the tabular array ? Is their a understanding why Mr. Taylor was acting very suspicious towards you and his married woman ? I had to carry through your ass back there before things got out of hand."

My mom is succeeding to speak.

"Your forefather is rectify. You need to tell us what is going on."

I take a look at each and every one of my family appendage. My parents and my sibling cave in me a looking at of concern.

I was trying to think of some kind of self-justification or lie to come up with to head off the truth. After a few moments, I take a recondite breath and determine to tell apart the truth ... or a very faint reading of it with a lie.

"When I ran into Mrs. Joseph Deems Taylor in Mexico, we were at a bar on the beach. We hung out for awhile as we were both surprised to actually run into each other even though we knew we were going to be there at the Sami time in Cancun. We both had a lot to drink, and ended up having a one-night bandstand in my hotel elbow room. We hung out multiple times after that. We never talked about it again. When her husband came over, I guess he could sense the inapt tautness between us both and just assumed something was up. When you [ my mom ] mentioned that we ran into each other during my outpouring Break, I guess he just put the residual of the small-arm of the teaser together."

My sibling excuse themselves to their rooms after hearing what I had to say.

Both of my parents were in shock. Eventually, they told me I should avoid talking to Mrs. Deems Taylor and seeing her, especially with her husband in township. They then state me that as much as it hurt, because they really liked the Taylors, they needed to cut ties with them. Both my parents, especially my mom, told me how"wrong and disturbing"it was of reddish blue to sustain intimate relation back with someone untried enough to be her son.

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ONE calendar week LATER ....

It's been a workweek since that fearful day when the Joseph Deems Taylor came over for lunch.

As much as it hurt to not see Violet, even though she was just a twain doors down away from me, my parents were right. I needed to block seeing her. I mostly hung out with Jacob to avoid thinking about her. I even hung out with Alaina, the Asian girl I met at the company where I blacked out. We went on a few dates but mostly just hooked up at her sorority theatre and in my car. Alaina, Francois Jacob and I even spent the weekend down in Tijuana getting FUCKED UP ! I did whatever I could to stop thinking about Violet.

As I relax on the lounge playing Xbox, my mom asks me to run to the grocery entrepot to get some things she needs to make up dinner party. Bored not having often to do, I obediently step out and head to the store.

I make my way to the dairy farm section to get some rip up cheese for my mom's mantrap. As I grab a few udder, I spot a fellow trope to my left. I turn to see violet grabbing egg from the fridge. We both make eye contact at the like metre, and I gasp ! She has a Black person eye, with what appears to be makeup trying to keep it cover. I make my way over to her to see how she's doing.

"Hey Violet."

She gives me a nervous smile as she says hi and tries to turn her cart around to obviate talking.

"violet ... what's going on ? Are you ok ?"

She stops and quickly reply.

"I'm fine Luke, I got to go. I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Ok, I understand. What happened to your eye ?"

Before she can answer, I feel a hired man grab my shoulder roughly from behind.

"howdy Saint Luke ! How have how you been ?"

It's Clark of course.

I stare at him trying not to lose my shit in public. I knew deep down that he knew me and Violet had a affair for each other. I didn't think this was ever going to go down a domestic violence road. Clark makes his way over to Violet and puts his arm around her waist.

"Did my married woman not secernate you about her fall the early day ? I came home to find her in the kitchen with an ice ring to her eye. That was quite a spill you had huh dearest ?"He stares her down while she lets out a quiet gum and nod in agreement.

Before I can say anything, Clark grabs the shopping cart and her helping hand, walking away.

"Have a nice day Gospel of Luke,"he says to me with a sick smile on his typeface. violet turned to me quickly with a feel of fear in her eyes. What did I get myself and her into ?

The following day, I get back home from the gym. I had to relieve some stress with a mate time of day of working out to take my creative thinker off of the scary but sobering fact that Violet is in danger. She's in danger because of me. Because of us. Her married man is a jealous man. I actually try to convince myself that Clark is not such a bad guy. He could of just had a quick partitioning after he suspected his wife, who he has not seen in months, was cheating on him. He is in the armed forces and might be having a grating time back at home. Maybe he's seen some dogshit that totally fucked him up for life. PTSD is real and it's scary. I've heard true horror stories about men coming home to their wives all fucked up in the head from the shit they have seen and dealt with in combat. Don't get me damage, I am NOT defending Clark's reaction to hitting his wife. Hitting woman is NEVER O.K.. I want to get the SHIT out of him for doing so ! I just want to believe that Kenneth Bancroft Clark just had a TERRIBLE moment in which he overreacted and immediately apologized to her. I want to hope that violet is not in any danger, that's all.

I take a quick shower after the gym. As I'm changing, I hear the sound of a familiar car with a jazzy locomotive drive by. I look out my window just in clock time to see Charles Joseph Clark drive by in Violet's Corvette with his turgid arm dangling out the window. It's only once I see him cause a good turn leaving the neighborhood down the street that I run downstairs and out the door ! I run to Violet's backyard and knock on the back porch room access. I wait for a few second, and see her walking towards me. I see her with the Lapp look of fear in her eyes as she stares at me. She talks through the concealment door, not opening it.

"You shouldn't be here Luke."

I ask her kindly to please open up the door.

"I just need to bed that you're ok, and I'll leave ... I promise I won't infliction you after this if you don't want me to."

reddish blue hesitates, but eventually opens up the concealment door and whole tone out onto the porch to gather me.

"Luke ... I think we both know why we can not be seen together. I miss you ... I'm sorry that thing have to be this way ... but you know why."

I nod quietly taking a trench feel at her. She had no makeup on. Her black eye was almost gone. Through all the chaos she's been through this last hebdomad, she was still overleap utterly gorgeous ! I just want to kiss her so bad !

"reddish blue ... please just tell me what's going on, and I'll leave you be. I don't want to put you in anymore trouble."

Violet suspiration and gives me the liquid ecstasy :

After the Nox that we had sex when I first got back place for the summer, she received a schoolbook from her hubby saying that he was catching a flight to California from Japan. He was coming rest home for an extended farewell of absence from work. She was shocked as she was not expecting him for a few more week. And it was only supposed to be about a two week visit when he did come. She wanted me to leave and just to stay"friends"to avoid any suspicion from her jealous hubby. The succeeding day when Kenneth Bancroft Clark arrived, they had sex. After that, Mark Clark found my vest on the floor of the bed which I COMPLETELY forgot about ! ! He questioned her at first but let it go. However, during lunch when she took him over to my mansion to meet the family, Clark began to notice both of us acting weird. Once it was confirmed to him that we"ran into each other"in Cancun, he slapped her out of fad when they arrived back at their theatre. violet kept to herself after that to avoid any hassle, and was told to never see me again !

After hearing all this, I embraced Violet.

"I'm so sorry I've put you through this ... had I known, I would have done ANYTHING in my might to get to sure he didn't know about us ... I would've skipped that dreadful dejeuner at my situation ... I'm so dingy Violet."

She tensed up when I embraced her. Eventually she let go of the fear, and we stood there hugging for awhile.

I look her in the center and lean down to kiss her. She kisses me back with the sweetest passion yet. I then leave after that. Not before telling her that everything was going to be ok. I promised her I would find a way to make sure she was safe.

About a few hours later, my phone band. My phone reads"NO caller ID"and I answer out of curio thinking it's a telemarketer.

"howdy ?"

"Do you care about her ?"

I'm confused. I didn't know who I was speaking with.

"Excuse me ?"

"Do you care about Violet, Gospel According to Luke ? ?"

Immediately I recognize the sound of Clark's voice.

My marrow begins to nonplus rapidly and I start to throw off. I'm nervous ... for her. I clear my throat and necessitate a bass breathing time. I find the courageousness to say what I need to say.

"Of course I care about her. I don't want her to be in any danger Mr. Elizabeth Taylor. I don't want to get word about any Thomas More"accidents"she's had at home."

There's a pause.

"Let me take a shit this EXPLICITLY well-defined to you Gospel of Luke ... my wife is in absolute NO danger. I do need you to stay away from her though ... .that's for YOUR refuge ! If you care about her as practically as you say you do, you'll quash speechmaking to her or seeing her ! Do I puddle myself clear ? ?"

As soon as I say"Yes sir"the telephone dog and the call drops.

I erase any sort of false hope I have of Clark being a decent man. This man is dangerous ! And now I was not only in fright of her rubber ... I had mine to worry for as well. The fact that he called me minute after I discreetly visited reddish blue after he stepped out made me substantiate that somehow he had to have known. I did not know what I was going to do. Should I call the fuzz ? Should I tell apart my parents ? I end up tossing and turning all Nox in bed. The hour or LE of rest I was able to get had nightmare with Clark.

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solar day LATER ....

The rest of the week flies by surprisingly. It's Friday afternoon and I do not love what to do by myself this weekend. My family decided to fly up to Northern California to visit my cousins. I decided to stay as my relationship with my fam has been very tense and distant after they found out about me and Violet. I plan to just cool and lay back at home and possibly hang out with Jacob. I wake up from a nap, when I hear my headphone vibrate. I received a textual matter substance from violet !

"Hey Gospel According to Luke ... please come over. Don't headache, Joe Clark went fishing with his chum for the weekend. I really need to see you ... I don't want to be alone."

It took me a few minutes to react back. As a lot as I would hump to run over to her house and be with her, I knew that it's still a VERY wild decision to crap, with or without Clark being there. After all, he does seem to cognise when I'm with her. I decided to run a risk it ... she didn't want to be alone so I replied back with a"See ya soon."

I grab an nightlong bag, and pack some clothes. I had no design of coming place tonight. If Violet wants me to be there for her, then I will be.

I arrive at her porch and unfold the screen door to the back of her house. She texted me to just take the air in as she left it unlocked.

I see her standing by the stairs near the front line entrance.

"Did anyone see you coming ?"She asks.

"Not that I know of ... when did Clark pass on ?"

"Early this dawn. He won't be back until Sunday eve ... .I did not know what to do all alone ... I wanted to see you."

I look at her. She looks amazing ! She did her makeup, her whisker was still a bit wet as she had just showered. She has on a red silk bathrobe, exposing near of her cleavage. She even had that same familiar grin on her boldness I once knew ... only this sentence, no fear !

I continue to gaze at her.

"Violet ... I miss you. I miss us. But I don't want to put you at hazard. If Charles Joseph Clark wants to trace me down and endanger me ... then so be it. But I could NEVER forgive myself knowing that by seeing you right now ... I'm putting you in injury's way."

Violet makes her way over to me. She puts a finger's breadth to my lip and shushes me. She whispers into my ear.

"It's ok Luke ... I don't ever want you to charge yourself for being here. We are both adults here. It's my choice if I want to risk being with you. Right now, you don't have anything to worry about ... right now ... all I want is YOU."

Violet starts to kiss my cervix. Her soft men reach down my waistline towards my crotch. My dick is so firmly it hurts !

I lean into her and kiss her deeply. We both kiss frantically as she does her best to peel me. She tosses my shirt to the side, as I reach down quickly to pull my jeans off. She takes my hand and we head upstairs to her room. I disrobe her and gently lay her down onto the bed. She has on aphrodisiacal black lingerie. God, she's so BEAUTIFUL ! She's an angel from above ! All the times that we've fucked, it could not compare to THIS very moment ... something felt completely different. We were passionate fan right now, not just fuck buddies. I unmake Violet's bra and remove her panties.

She lays down with a smiling on her human face. It's been for a while since I've seen her this glad !

"Oh I've missed you baby !"She exclaims.

I smile as I lean down to kiss her again. As our natural language collide, I use my paw to passionately touch her soft delicate trunk. I felt how shine she was from her bosom to her naval sphere. She smelled so beautiful and her skin was smooth from some variety of body application she applied after her shower. I make my way down her body kissing her. I spend some time massaging her breasts and sucking on her enlarged tit. Violet lays back breathing very heavy. She massages my caput in the process. I make my way down lower to her naval sphere. Her vagina is freshly shaven ! The smell is so fresh and seductive, I immediately begin to work my lips down to her trade good. I use my helping hand to massage her boobs while I begin to make water out with Violet's pussy. She continues to breath heavily enjoying this present moment.

My natural language slips its way into her labia, and dances around her inside. reddish blue begins to moan aloud now.

"Oh yes infant ... .oh I've missed this so much ! Don't plosive consonant ... don't stop !"

I stay in the Sami place as I continue to tongue fuck her slowly. I take my right deal and slip two fingerbreadth into her as well.

"OH FUCK ! ! Oh I'm going to cum baby ! ! !"

My fingers thrust in and out of her pussy very slowly while my tongue never leaves.

As Violet reaches an orgasm, I reach for my shaft and lean up toward her.

I lean down to her brass and gently push her facial expression to mine. She opens her eyes and gives me a easy grin. She pushes me come together to her and we embrace into another deep kiss. Violet enjoys the taste of her unfermented nectar as we slowly tongue each early never letting go. My hand continues to play with my dick as I try to multitask and regain her vagina. Eventually, succeeder !

My dick slides easily into her wet and inviting pussy. reddish blue and I moan together as we never let each other go from our lascivious kiss. I push myself slowly up and down into her. It's not even a full phase of the moon two minutes before I ejaculate ! This is the fastest I've had an orgasm ever fucking her !

"Mmmm ... ..oh yes baby ... don't occlusion ! filling me up ! Don't stop Luke, I'm beggary you ! save going !"

violet nibbles on my ear and suction on my cervix as my orgasm starts to subside. I can hear the soupiness of my spunk each metre I thrust deep into her, balls cryptical with each jab. It's a very difficult thing to do. To not pull out after an orgasm and to save fucking her ! It actually hurt ! But I somehow managed and continued to slowly fucking violet.

I started to finger a bit feeble as we continued.

"YES LUKE ! THAT'S IT baby ! Make me cum again ... .ohhhh YEAH ! ! ! !"

Violet's eyes roll to the back of her caput as her next orgasm hits firmly ! I feel the pressure within, and pull out slowly. Immediately, she begins to gush soaking me with her juices !

violet gasp for air trying to catch her breath from the sheer force of her orgasm !

"Thank you ! give thanks you !"She says to me as she catches her hint.

I lean in and snog her with Passion again.

We then lay there for hr in bed just talking. I've missed her so much. Eventually, we're both exhausted and drowse off. We cuddle and before she passes out, her *********** choice of discussion leave me in shock, keeping me awake for a mate hours :

"Thanks for coming by St. Luke ... I love you. You are my world."She kissed me goodnight and fell asleep in my arms.

It was only after she was level-headed asleep snoring lightly that I could then hold my love for her.

"I love you too Violet Taylor."

That nighttime I've slept better than I had in a long time.

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THE NEXT WEEK ....

I spent the integral weekend with Violet. We never left her house, but we did everything together. We cooked, watched film and some cheesy sopa operas, drank plenty of vino, and of row had lot of passionate sex ! After we both declared our love for each other, the sex we had was love-making, no longer just casual fucking. In the entire meter I've known Violet, I've never seen her THIS glad. It felt enceinte to see her with such joy after seeing the fear she had in her because of her husband. That whole weekend just did not feel tangible at all ! We were no farseeing just ally, we were fan ! Somehow someway, we decided we were going to continue seeing each other, despite the risks.

Unfortunately, the weekend did end. Everything went back to normal. Clark came home. I stayed away from her. She avoided me. It was all like it never happened. My sept even asked me once they got home base from their weekend away, if I had seen Violet. Of course, I lied and said I hadn't.

solar day go by. Not a give-and-take from reddish blue nor Charles Joseph Clark. I end up going to the promenade with Jacob one recently afternoon. We didn't do any shopping. Just walked around talking and flirting with different wench that walked by. We grabbed some food for thought from the food court and then chill for a footling bit.

"So St. Luke ... how have you been with Mrs Elizabeth Taylor ? You've been very quiet about her lately."

I shrug my shoulders and lie.

"I haven't seen her since the day she and her husband came over for lunch. We both mutually decided that it's best to not see each early to avoid trouble as he has suspicions that we had some sort of affair going on the side."

Seeing that I was a bit uncomfortable talking about the submit matter, he drops it and we move along.

We exit the shopping centre and part ways. He had to peck up a relative at the airdrome. I walk down the parking lot towards my car as the sun is setting. The parking lot was relatively empty as the shopping center is closing soon.

As I open up my car threshold, I hear the speech sound of a car pulling up close by. I hear the familiar sporty locomotive engine. I turn just in meter to see Clark thrash the car room access to the Corvette. He makes his way over to me with a grinning on his face.

"hi Luke ... it's been awhile."He greets me sarcastically.

Before I can say a Word, he quickly lunges at me and come across me surd in the stomach. Completely in shock, I hit the footing on my knees, as Mark Wayne Clark rightfield flush me intemperately in the face. I fall back hard with my head smacking the asphalt. My pinna ring from the force of the thrill. I hear Violet's deliquium part in her car.

"STOP Kenneth Bancroft Clark ! YOU'RE going away TO KILL HIM ! leave of absence HIM ALONE ! ! ! PLEASE ! ! !"

Clark shouts at her.

"Shut the FUCK UP VIOLET ! I warned his piddling ass to NEVER see you again ! He had this coming ! !"

Clark then strikes me gruelling with his foot, burying it into my ribs.

My vision is blurred at the moment. My ears are ringing so loud, I can barely get a line the cries of Violet begging her husband to lay off. I look up and see Clark holding a word picture in his hand. Even though it's difficult for me to see, hear, and breath, I know EXACTLY what the movie is. I'm able-bodied to slowly sit up.

"Clark ... please stop this. I'm sorry ... just don't hurt her ... please !"

I look towards the car and I'm able to see violet ... her face is bruised up pretty bad. I had spoken too soon. The equipment casualty had been done and was only going to get worse. Especially now that Clark is holding the while of evidence that confirmed his suspicion about us.

In his hand are the picture ( s ) of me and violet together inside the picture theater picture booth the last-place night of my natural spring Break. The night we both went out to the pic with her sister Linda after the intense tierce we had together. We all took icon together inside the photo booth. Of course the one he had, were of me and reddish blue alone. It was six pictures of us goofing off, smiling, and kissing.

"Forgot about these photograph huh ? You see ... the thing about going around being sneaky with married char Luke ... .is the fact that the husband will ALWAYS get out. The truth will out no subject how ‘ discreet and tightlipped'you think you can be."

Clark then rips the ikon into pieces and throws them at my face. He leans into me on the priming coat and rustling.

"Oh ... I know about your little get-together you had with my married woman this weekend. I could obliterate you right now if I wanted to ... .but I'm going to pass you one last hazard. You best believe me when I tell you that there won't EVER be another chance if you fuck this up ! Stay ... the screw ... away from my wife ! I promise that if you don't, it'll be YOUR safety you should fear for, not hers !

Don't let me arrest you in ANY kind of physical contact with her again ... otherwise ... nobody will EVER discover your body !"

The last part he whispers to me, he takes his hand and shoves it tough against my ribs where he kicked me.

I grit my teeth in pain as I try to captivate my breath.

Mark Clark then asks for my wallet. Slowly, I reach into my pocket handing it over to him weakly.

"You are to tell your sept that you just got mugged by a pair of thugs. They took all your cash and left you here beaten. You best tell them you do not need to press charge ... .understand ? ?"I nod.

With that, Clark gets back into the car and drives away. reddish blue sobs screaming"I'm sorry, I'm so regretful !"She gave me a sympathetic look of apology as the car speeds out of the parking lot. As soon as I begin to stand up, my vision immediately begins to black and my caput spins. The last thing I remember was the ground greeting my face as I fall unconscious.

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"He's waking up ! Mom, Dad he's up ! !"

I hear a clustering of commotion and open my eyes. The elbow room is very lustrous. I look around me. I'm in a nightie lying in bed. I feel my costa, which felt sore. They were bandaged. I feel my os frontale, as it's wrapped around with some kind of bandage or gauze as well. I'm in a hospital. My terminal store being passing out after Clark attacked me at the mall.

"Oh Thank God Luke !"

I see my parents rush to my bedside with a look of relief flooded on their faces.

"How long have I been out ?"

My mom smiles at me with a look of concern and moderation. She rubs the back of my head.

"Luke it's been three twenty-four hours. You have a pretty nasty concussion. Your ribs are badly bruised. You also have a sinister eye."

Before I can say anything, my dad speaks up.

"Luke, what HAPPENED to you ? ! ? ! A serious Samaritan at the shopping center found you by your car completely passed out from the injuries you received and called the cops !"

I remember what Clark told me to say and differentiate my parents that I was mugged by some punk in ski mask wanting the cash in my billfold. Before I could get away, they ambushed and attacked me. I also told them that I did not want to press charges.

Both my parents and siblings in the room were surprise that I didn't want to do anything about what happened to me.

My dad tried to convince me otherwise, but then let it go. They were just all so protruding that I was okay.

The next day, I'm discharged from the hospital and given some pre***********ion medicinal drug for my concussion and given a followup fitting a twosome of calendar week from now to nominate sure everything is ok. The topical anaesthetic constabulary were just as shocked as my parents that I refused to press charges. After I gave my statement of who my alleged"attackers"were, they told me to call up them if I decided to change my mind or if I had any extra details to add to the report. With that, they let me be. I got nursing home, and began to repose up and recover.

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ONE WEEK LATER ....

My recovery appendage was going well. The swelling in my brain was going down from my concussion. I was not nauseous or dizzy anymore from canonical natural process like walking around. My ribs are still bruised but the rawness went away. My eye was still a piddling blackened from getting kicked hard in the side. I spent the live few days mostly resting up and drinking flock of water supply. I was told by the doctor that hydration was key in the retrieval unconscious process. I had Jacob come visit me. Even Tim and Ethan drove down from San Francisco to inspect me ! All of them just could not believe that I was mugged. Jacob seemed to be the only one though not really believing my news report. And for a good reasonableness too. He was not parked that far away from me in the parking lot when he left the shopping center AND he already knows of Clark and how green-eyed he is. Luckily, he never asked me enquiry or questioned my story. Eventually I'm strong enough to step out of the home and run some errands for my family. Through all the topsy-turvyness and shit I been through the last week after the incident at the shopping center, I never heard from or own seen the Taylors. My dad gave me a"Get fountainhead"lineup from them that was in the mailbox. That's all I got. I knew Clark had to be behind that so he could stay on the down-low and not get caught. If only that asshole knew how bad I wanted to kill him ! My parents eventually stopped asking me about what happened and why I didn't want to constrict heraldic bearing. Even though they gave up, I could tell they were both still very pertain about me. My sib too were have-to doe with saying I was acting very"Wyrd and secretive"about the whole situation. I told them all I just wanted to move on and that was that. They all eventually dropped the subject and let me be.

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ONE hebdomad LATER ....

I get home after working out at the gym. My strength has returned and I'm able to do some exercising weight preparation. When I get out of the shower, I get a text from an anonymous speech sound phone number.

It reads :

"Hey Luke, it's Violet ! We need to talk ! I heard that you're doing better now and I'm glad ! I'm texting you through a prepaid sound I bought to nullify Clark finding out. I know he's tracking me ! I need you to meet up with me at a secure placement on the former slope of town. Do not vex about Charles Joseph Clark, he's out of town. Please, it's pressing ! !"

I'm very nervous about replying back ... I don't want to put her in anymore danger. And I know that Clark will probably try to kill me just for being in communication with her via text. It does not take long for me to modify my mind though. Call me stunned, but my love for Violet is so inviolable ! Strong enough for me to risk my life and possibly Violet's just to see her again.

I reply back :

"give me an hour. Where to ?"

violet texts me back with an address to a motel in a rough side of town.

I quickly finish getting ready, and tell my folks I'm going out.

It's about a 45 bit drive to get to the motel. I finally get there and I see violet's car in the lot.

"I'm here"I text to her.

Moments later she replies back :

"RM 321"

I get out of my car and walkway towards the derelict building. This shithole looks like the kind of place to be when locating loud bodyguard in the classified advertisement ads. I walk up the stairs and up to the third gear floor. It's the kind of motel where the rooms are like apartment and no need to walk into the anteroom. I get to room 321 and make a deep breath and bump quietly.

The door opens and I'm greeted by a musky smell of old carpeting and cigarettes. The way is colored with only the sunlight from the cover windowpane shining in. I assume that Violet is behind the door to annul being seen, so I walk in quietly and quickly.

What happens future is a fill out blur.

I see Violet gagged up and handcuffed to the bed while she looks at me with her eyes widened screaming at me.

I see a shadow near me and quickly step up behind me. Before I can change state, I feel a cold piece of metal strike the rear of my head, sending me to the story.

Before I lightlessness out, I hear some more of Violet's muffled screams and the door behind me closes.

END OF PART 6