Tracy lay down adjacent to me with her boob, still uncovered, resting on my chest. We stayed like that for the longest clip, sometimes kissing, sometimes stroking each former here or there, but mostly just lying next to each other, until the speech sound of Micah clearing his throat from a little way off brought us back to reality.

I looked up. Book of Micah & Sandra were standing just a minuscule bit off our blanket. They were both wrapped in towels and were holding their swim cause in their hands. They were both grinning from ear to ear as they watched us.

'' Looks like you two hit it off, after all, '' Micah said. `` It 's getting kinda late. We need to get inside & get cleaned up before the female child'folks get abode. ``

We scrambled up and I started picking up the towels and our mantle, while Tracy readjusted her two-piece top and tied it again behind her neck. Then the four of us went back into the theater and separated, the girls going into Sandra 's bedroom, and Micah leading me to the john across the lobby. When we were both inside he shut the door and turned to present me.

'' You lucky son of a kick, '' he said, `` she let you see her tits the first time ? ``

'' Not just see. She let me suck on 'em, too. ``

'' I know, we saw, '' Micah said.

'' You, '' I trailed off, suddenly embarrassed.

'' Yeah, we saw, '' he continued. `` Sandra actually stopped fucking me to catch you two. You bastard. '' Micah was grinning. I started to try to say something, but he kept going. `` Man, I could enjoin Tracy was into you when we were watching the pic, but I never thought you 'd get her to jack you off the first Night. Did you finger her ? ``

'' No, she would n't let me. ``

'' Hm, '' was all he said to that. `` seminal fluid on, we better get dressed & get out of here. ``

We changed back into our street clothes and shoved our swimming courtship & towels into our duffle bag bags, then went back out into the hallway. We stood there waiting for a couple minutes, then the fille came out, dressed in their shortstop & t-shirts again.

'' I think you guys probably should go before they get back, '' Sandra said. We paired off again and went downstairs to the entry hall. Tracy and I stood by the doorway, holding hands, while Micah and Sandra stood back a ways in the living room and just kissed.

'' Tracy, '' I said, `` it was Nice to meet you. '' It sounded stupid as soon as I said it. I tried to pull it out. `` What you, I mean, what we, out there, '' I stammered, trailing off again.

'' Yeah, '' Spencer Tracy answered. Then she smiled and kissed me.

That shook me out of my nervousness a little bit. She really was into me ! I still was n't for sure what to make of that, but this girl had just let me draw on her tit and then jacked me off ; and she was still smiling and kissing me ! Without thinking, I said the first thing that came to me. `` I love you. Can I see you again tomorrow ? ``

She stopped smiling. I thought I 'd totally blown it, but then she said, `` I 'm leaving with my mom & dad tomorrow to go halt with my nanna up in Marysville for a week. ``

'' Oh, '' I said, and let go of her hand.

She still held onto my hand though, and did n't let it drop. `` But we 'll be coming back here for another dyad day after. We could…try to get together then ? ``

'' Yeah, that 'd be majuscule, '' I said, suddenly grinning like an half-wit. Right about then Micah came over to the door and grabbed my shoulder.

'' Come on, Tom. Let 's go. ``

The fille closed the door after us, and we climbed into the cab of my pickup motortruck to head for home. I did n't say anything, but must have still had the same stupid grin on my face, because after a few minutes I noticed that Micah was staring at me with his own silly grin.

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' sheik, she is so into you, '' he said, still grinning. `` Do you make love why she did n't let you feel her ? ``

'' What ? '' I repeated.

'' Before we left, I asked Sandra. She said Spencer Tracy totally wanted to do you tonight but she 's on the rag. ``

'' What ? '' I asked, knowing I was sounding kind of like a upset record.

'' Tom, she likes you. She 's hot for you. She wants to fuck you, dude, but she 's on the rag right now. ``

I was letting that sink in for a minute. `` She likes me, '' I repeated quietly, trailing off again. Micah went on.

'' Man, Sandra said when they were changing, Tracy just kept talking about you. She said she was saying matter like you 're cute, and sweet. And you almost made her cum just by sucking on her knocker. And how if she was n't on the rag she would 've fucked you right there tonight. ``

I pulled up in front of Tom 's house. He started to get out, then turned back and said, `` beau, we are totally getting you back together with her. We 're gon na get you laid. ``

'' She 's gone for a week, '' I said, `` wo n't be back until adjacent Fri. ``

'' Do n't worry. I 'll call Sandra. '' And with that, he hopped out of the motortruck and headed into his house.

I was totally dumbfounded. I 'd never done anything but kiss a daughter before tonight, and now my adept friend was going on about how this girl wanted to love me ? And not just that, but she 'd recount all this to Sandra, so she knew, and she told Micah, so he knew. I was seriously the last to know ! I drove habitation the repose of the way with all sorts of thoughts careening through my head.

It was just before my midnight curfew when I got home. My dad was waiting up for me. He asked how the swimming was, and gave him a quick answer and then excused myself to go up to bed. Up in my room, I stripped down and crawled into bed. I was exhausted, and confused, and I fell asleep fast. I dreamed about Tracy that Nox, and woke up in the heart of the night with my turncock and pubic bone soaked in a small puddle of cum after apparently having relived the all thing again in a wet dream. I grabbed a T-shirt from the flooring next to my bed and mopped up a little, then fell back to sleep.

The next week was boisterous. I could n't get Tracy off my judgment. I spent my days holed up in my elbow room, daydreaming about her when my mom, dad, or little sister were home, or naked and furiously jerking off to the memory of her hand wrapped around my cock when they were out.

Thursday morning I was again up in my elbow room, jerking off to a fancy figure of Spencer Tracy, lying on her spine with her breasts exposed to me, rubbing her hand up and down along the slam of my rooster, when the doorbell rang. I froze, jarred out of my fancy, suddenly sure that my mom was home from work and was going to walk in on me with my dick in my script. Then I realized that she would n't ring the doorbell, so I threw on my bathrobe and started down to see who it was.

I looked through the peep hole and saw Book of Micah standing there on the porch ; I could see his bike tipped over on the grass next to the walkway. I opened the door and let him in.

Stepping in, he saw me in my bathrobe and said, `` Dude, were you spanking Mr. Stiffy ? ``

'' No, '' I lied, `` I was just about to get in the shower. ``

'' for sure you were, '' he shot back. `` So you jerk off in the exhibitor these days ? ``

I started to resist, but I knew he 'd see right through me, so I admitted it. `` Okay, yeah. It 's Tracy. I just ca n't terminate thinking about her. About what we did over at Sandra 's last hebdomad. '' I started walking back upstairs to my bedroom, with Book of Micah rightfulness behind me. I flopped down on my bed on my tummy, and Micah followed me into the room.

'' Oh, man ! '' he said almost immediately. `` swell, it stinks in here. What, have you been jerking off all calendar week ? You seriously need to open a window ! ``

I got up and went over to open up my bedroom window. Micah continued, `` So I called Sandra this dawn. Tracy and her mom and dad are coming back tonight. ``

'' I know, '' I said.

'' But they 're only gon na be here one day before they go back home. '' My typeface fell, and Book of Micah saw it. `` But do n't interest, Sandra 's got it all worked out. ``

'' Sandra ? '' I asked.

'' Sure, '' he said. `` She knows how badly you need to get your cherry popped. She 's been talking to Spencer Tracy on the phone this hebdomad, and she 's got it all worked out. You know Beek 's Bight ? ``

'' Over at the lake ? '' I asked.

'' Yeah. Sandra told her mom and dad that she really wants to go to the lake with Spencer Tracy before the all go home, so she got them to sanction it last night. We 're gon na go to the lake tomorrow, you, me, Sandra and Tracy. ``

'' So what about Beek 's Bight ? ``

'' So, '' Micah said very slowly, `` it 's the very hold out smear on the road out there. No one ever goes out there. So Sandra 's packing a cooler with lunch, and we 're gon na peck up the girls tomorrow morning and go out there. No one around. Lots of secrecy. Plenty of places for you and Tracy to find a spot and… ''

'' But what about you and Sandra ? ``

'' What about us ? We 'll find a different speckle & fuck the totally clip. You do n't believe I 'm gon na go through up a opportunity like this, do you ? '' He grinned at me. `` You up for it ? ``

'' Hell yeah I 'm up for it. You really think she 's gon na … ? I mean ''

'' Do I really think she 's gon na have it off you ? '' Book of Micah finished for me. `` fellow, she 's been planning this from her grandma 's house all week. She totally wants you. I think you and Mr. Stiffy there are finally gon na link up the club tomorrow ! ``

After that I got dressed, and Book of Micah and I spent the respite of the afternoon just hanging out. I tried to pretend like it was a pattern day, but the thought of seeing Spencer Tracy again, and knowing what she and Sandra had cooked up, was just always there in the front of my idea. My sister came home from her Friend 's home where she 'd been playing, and eventually it got to be time for my mom and dad to fare place. Micah was on his way out when my mom got home and walked in. She offered to have him continue for dinner party, but he said he had to get back home for dinner with his family, and then he took off.

I ate my dinner party completely distracted from everything that went on at the dinner table, then excused myself and went upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. It took me forever to diminish asleep that night, but for the initiatory sentence since meeting Spencer Tracy the workweek before, I did n't come alive up with a wet dream.

The next dawn I was up early. I took another shower, put on a pair of short circuit and a loose t-shirt, then called Micah to see if he was fix. `` semen and get me at ten, '' he groaned, then hung up on me.

At ten o'clock I pulled up in front end of Micah 's menage. I jumped out of the hand truck and was about to go up to the house to get him, when he ran out of the sign with a big duffle bag over his shoulder. He ran across the lawn and stopped right succeeding to the truck. He tossed his duffel bag into the book binding, then grinned at me and asked, `` You cook ? ``

'' Oh, yeah, '' I said, `` Let 's go ! '' We climbed back into the truck and I drove, probably a picayune too fast, over to Sandra 's house to beak up the girls. When we got there, the entirely family was there to greet us. Book of Micah and I met Tracy 's parents and her older brother, which was a niggling weird given what we were planning to do. Tracy played it very mellifluous and innocent, going right along with Sandra 's story that we were just heading over to the lake for a picnic.

At one point in time, she even invited her brother to come along with us. `` Hey, Kevin ! You want to come, too ? '' I held my breath, not sure what she was up to. When her brother turned her down with kind of a drill wave of his script, Tracy turned her spinal column to the family unit and grinned at me.

Eventually it was time for us to head over to the lake, so secured the ice chest and cinch blankets in the binding of the truck, then we all squeezed into my truck with the fille sandwiched between Micah and me, and off we went. As soon as we were around the quoin and out of sight, Spencer Tracy leaned over to snog me, and Sandra burst out laughing. `` I ca n't believe you invited Kevin along ! What were you thinking ? '' she shrieked.

'' Kevin never wants to fall out with me, '' Tracy said, `` so I knew if I invited him, he 'd never come, even if my mom suggested it. ``

I half way expected Micah to establish me defecate about what were about to do, but we drove the rest of the way to the lake in near silence. Sandra would kiss Micah every once in a while, and Spencer Tracy just form of snuggled in closer to me. I slowed down a little as we went through the last intersection point before the road turned and led up to the res publica park at the lake.

And then everything was quiet. well, not really. There was a huge interference, a deep `` crunch, '' kind of. And then it was hush. And I knew we were spinning because I was looking at the street that should deliver been on my left, but through the front windscreen. And the field glass was cracked, and my head hit the side windowpane and that kind of hurt. And then Tracy was on top of me and she was bent over the steering bicycle and Sandra 's fountainhead hit my shoulder and how did Micheas 's arm get bent like that. And where was the blood coming from, I could n't tell, and when I looked back over at Book of Micah he was n't really all there, at least not the right-hand way, and there was the grill of a bigger truck sticking in through the window, and then we seemed to stop moving, and it sort of sounded like Sandra was screaming, and then it got dark.

Suddenly it got very brilliantly and Spencer Tracy was n't on top of me anymore but dang that hurt, and I was moving, and then I was n't, but I was looking up at a really pretty bluing sky and then someone was looking down at me and he was saying something but it did n't really get to any auditory sensation and then it was dark again.

When it was brightness level again, I was inside. Something beeped, and hoi polloi were talking somewhere but -- beep -- I could n't really tell what they were saying. And my dad was -- beep -- there, sitting in a hot seat and staring at me and then it was coloured again.

When I finally woke up in the hospital, my dad was still there sitting by my bed. He jumped up and called out into the hallway that I was awake, and then he came over to tolerate side by side to my bed and he hugged me. It seemed like I hurt everywhere. Nurses came in to await at me, and shine more lights in my eyes and hold in me here and there, and then a doctor came in and did all the same thrusting, prodding, questioning tests. Did I remember my figure ? Yeah, it 's Tom. My age ? 16. Where I lived ? I told them the name of my town, the school I went to, what grade I was in, everything.

Then the doctor and nursemaid drifted away one by one, and my dad came back into survey, and he asked if I remembered where I was going when everything happened.

I had been on my way to the lake with Micah, Sandra and Tracy. We were all in the truck, and then everything… `` Dad ? What happened ? '' I asked.

He explained that I 'd gone through the carrefour on a greenness light, when a drunk coming down the mark street ran the red luminousness and t-boned right field into the side of my hand truck going almost 80 mph. He told me that the girls were okay, for the well-nigh part. Tracy had a concussion from where she got throw away and hit her head, but more than that, a art object of the floorboard had torn up and twisted around, nearly severing her correctly leg just below the human knee. My dad told me that she was still in the hospital, just a few rooms down from me, recovering from the surgery ; the medico had n't been capable to save her leg. I came away with a break in my skull, four broken ribs, my left arm broken in two berth, and my left knee shattered. Sandra had a go arm and a give away nozzle, but somehow not much else ; she 'd gone home the day of the accident and had been there for the past week.

So I 'd been out of it for a hebdomad ? It did n't seem like any time had passed at all.

'' What about Micah ? '' I asked.

My dad stopped talking and sat down in the guest president next to the bed. `` Micah did n't urinate it, Thomas, '' he said. Just like that. It sounded matter-of-fact, but I looked over and could see there were tears in my dad 's middle. `` Micah took the self-aggrandising part of the encroachment, doubting Thomas, '' he said. `` The police say he died almost instantly. ``

Micah was idle ? What ? `` Dad ? '' was all I could say.

A little while later my mom and my baby came in, and there was a lot of hugging, and crying, and more smooching, until I was just about eat and I fell asleep again.

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A few days later, we all went to Book of Micah 's funeral. The medico did n't want to let Spencer Tracy and me out of the hospital, but Sandra and our parents pushed for it, and so we sat up in the front row in matching roulette wheel electric chair, with Sandra sitting between us. It was so surreal. To this day I can remember sitting there thinking, none of us is crying, we should be crying. But we just sat there, three banged up and bandaged adolescent, one of us missing voice of her leg, watching as soul after person stood up and told stories about Book of Micah. And we just sat there, basically numb.

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There 's more to the story, I promise. But I need to block now .