warning : the following report contains minor and preteen sex and is completely fantasy. if you dislike or disagree with minor sex, then do n't read the story. names have been changed for privacy ground. This is a work of fiction for adults only. The fiber and their activity are fiction and none of this has ever happened. Any topographic point mentioned, had zero to do with this floor nor do they second anything mentioned herein, or have any knowledge of their being mentioned in the narrative. The author does not condone or endorse any illegal activeness written of in the story. This just a tale, do not do this at home.

CHAPTER 3 : things Take A Turn For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the side by side two calendar week after that party had changed my living. we were in blissful pup making love, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the the great unwashed at school when they seen me and her pass through the manor hall together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to dish the dirt about. i still could n't convince her to let me drive her home. you know, you 'd cerebrate id be able-bodied to meet her parents, right ? faulty. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't appear to figure it out. so i decided to put that to the rear burner for a bit and focalise on more of import number. i do n't know how it happened, but we seemed to of finish talking as a good deal and there was something wrong but she kept admitting that she was amercement. so, one day, after school i came up an estimate to keep abreast her bus to her theatre and talk of the town to her in common soldier at her home plate. so, i followed the line of motorcoach as it pulled out of the schooltime parking lot, blue diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure as shooting to keep a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would break off and go, i would always reckon for her when kidskin would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the chief road, i realized that it was discharge and that she was no longer on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the middle of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a overnice set of nigrify Marks on the route. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the home the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove chisel, i remembered one of our phone calls where she described her house as being dainty, with a light wild blue yonder outside and white window frame, with a tire swing and a nice, lifted red suburban in the private road. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the house, with a Edward Young kid in the figurehead yard, playing with peak in the pot and Julie hanging up laundry on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the crushed rock driveway, rock music crunching under my tire. the audio of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn over around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little young woman, who i now realized as her little cousin-german Jennifer that i have met a time or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a diaphragm and set the parking Pteridium aquilinum as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking sick than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the motortruck. '' she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say'who are you to be giving me commands ?'. so, i repeated my self, saying `` get in the truck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to interpret the blank expression on my face to tell if i was really serious. she got the fact that i meant business organisation when i walked around, opened the door, and looked at her with the Same blank stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the door behind her. her eyes followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting trough she buckled before jamming the stick into reverse and flooring it, throwing rock and roll and dust as the meaty mud tires struggled to get traction on the loosely tamp down gravel. the tire squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the route and i braked gruelling, threw it into first-class honours degree, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth. keeping it at a truelove 55 mph, not a single Word of God was said as we drove, except she stared at me the integral thrust with a untamed flavor. it was n't a mad smell, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my actions had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breather, slowed to a check, got out and threw the front end hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four wheel drive. we drove another international nautical mile and a one-half in silence except for the roar of the engine and the deep grumble of mud tires on mineral pitch. i slowed as a shite turnoff came up, and i swung a wide right number onto a back nation dirt route. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the Sami but she ignored me. malicious gossip soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in third gear, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her windowpane, but the wrong was done, her white cooler top had contraband position all over it. i broke the muteness by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to a clearing and i slowed down, whipped the number and power slid into the skunk, which had her sliding into me and giggling. i wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me as i headed back the way i came, being sure to go through every mud pit and hole i could find. by the meter we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal Zane Grey to mud fateful, only the windscreen was clean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph f number limit this prison term, we took our time drive and were laughing like cypher had ever happened. we went to my topographic point and 'washed'my motortruck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her nipples were visible authorise as day, she made me a overnice soap wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her easy lay up my truck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to night, her parents called and said that she had to come family, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my hand truck, i looked in those mesmerizing K eyes and said to her `` baby, prom is in a calendar week and a one-half. i was wondering, would you need to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzled look, and said `` Hmm ... let me chink my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would love to go, but i do n't have anything to get into to it '' she said with a slight frown on her facial expression. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that dress shop in the next town and get anything that your nerve desires, and ill handle everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, obviously happy with the response. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the route with her bantam body snuggled up against me as we hit the road.



Chapter 4 : What Happened ... ? Where is She ?

as the hebdomad dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to keep my sanity. with all these options and opinions that she wanted me to acquire care of, i just answered truthfully and gave the casual nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's enigma weapon in relationships ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that clandestine, but good none the less. she and i drove chisel into the next town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this lilliputian dress shop packed with other little girl getting their last minute stuff for prom in two days. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the former handful of guy and shoot the snap and speak about general stuff ; the casual girl would come over and ask her boyfriends'opinion on something, and of course, we would all give way an reply. it was ok, and two hours later we walked out of the topographic point hand in hand as she told me all about her wearing apparel, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to agree ) and that she had to go beak up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove dwelling house, and as i hit the main road going into town i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` love, there 's a fragile problem. '' `` slight problem to what ? slight as in do n't worry about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to work late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be capable to take you. do you cogitate your brother or a parent can hire you ? '' she looked a little defeated, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a trouble. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her driveway. i set the parking bracken and we kissed au revoir, only it was n't no ordinary kiss. we were french cuddling, getting into the moment as we were feeling each other up ; my hand was cupping her breast and acting with her mamilla as she begun to moan. i played with her pinhead while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my tool through my blue jeans. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my motortruck, she gave me this devilish grin before she shut the threshold. i watched as she moved in front of my headlight, spun around, popped her boobs out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a second before putting herself away and walking back to the house rubbing her ass and looking back a few sentence. lag, im sitting here in my truck with my jaw on the floorboard a hard on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten hardihood, or maybe she was just really horny, one or the early. as i started to put the hand truck in setback, i happened to front in the window, and there i saw Jennifer, her little cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the stallion clock time ?'but pushed the idea aside as i backed out and drove home with a smile, a hard-on, and a one-half a cooler of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly slow down for Julie. she could n't await to get out of schooling and go get her prom dress. each passing secondly seemed like a mo, and every moment an hour. she jumped out of her behind at the end of every class in order to make it to the next to make the day go as fast as possible. she could n't wait to surprise greyback with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal stag blueness apparel, that showed off her every bender with a little cleavage, sparkling astragal that shimmered in the light like stones in a fall current and ended at her ankles with a lean dance orchestra of sleek blue ribbon. the textile was as soft as new born infant cutis. she would do her hair's-breadth and get it all flowing, roll and wave all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some aphrodisiac lingerie she had hidden from her parents, a depressed lace bra with black blueprint on it and a blue thong with the Saami designs. they were brand new, as her friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a grounds to fag them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow Night, she had to lay down surely everything was done today so she had the time of her life tomorrow. her brother agreed to ram her, obviously happy to get out of the house for once in a while. finally, as the final exam bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get dwelling house. the moment she got in her front door, she dragged her brother out of his room, and after he showered and got dressed they proceeded to go to Redmont. she felt as though they were n't going fast enough, and after checking the speedometer, she sorta flopped back into her seat for the 'agonizingly'long ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a matter with you ?'Julie shook her drumhead and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the store end .'Steven just smiled and shook his head. 'listen, little sister, i understand that its your first promenade, but just calm down, take a thick breath, and relax. trust me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few mysterious breath, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a blind tour onto the briny road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny was thinking that maybe he could catch Julie at the shop, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Young CD in and started listening to his music as he drove along in cerebration ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten bout with Boxer Mike Mike Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a combustion pain in her allow for leg. as she started to get her aim, she realized three thing when she opened her optic : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't incite. second, was that she was on her side. third, was that her brother was n't sitting next to her anymore. there was glass and blood and car function everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole world was spinning around her. she heard a spokesperson, it seemed pretty far off, but she could take heed it. she could just establish out a figure of a person, and they were talking to soul, but she could n't see if the were talking to her or somebody else.but her attention was drawn away from that as she felt something warm run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her hand up to her side, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER ancestry ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her brother was, and why she was bleeding. the voice she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to stick around calm, that service was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car accident with a semifinal, and that her car rolled three times before coming to a stop on its passenger slope, and that she was badly injured and he did n't bang where her brother was. she remembered hearing the faint sound of masses talking and temptress growing louder, then everything went disgraceful ... ... ....

Johnny Reb was driving along, singing along to the euphony when he came up on a back up of traffic. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would act and then stop, it continued this way for twenty minutes till he could see the causer of the back up. there was fervidness, law, and ems on picture of what appeared to bad a car stroke. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and spit out out by the wreck log truck on the side of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the theme out of his head word, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the accident and his heart just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious as they were trying to cut her out of the SUV. he whipped the truck off the road, and jumped out racing across the road to the stroke. he started fighting with fire-eater and police force, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the flaming chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the head told him that she had been involved in a bad car accident, that they had pulled out in front man of a fully loaded tractor trailer carrying a poke full of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a ass belt and was ejected from the car and was found drained 60 yards back on the side of the batch where the car first rolled, his neck broken. Rebel could n't believe it, he went around to the former incline of the fire truck, and stood there and stared in disbelief. for ten second he sat there, watching through teary center as they cut Julie out of the mangled SUV. finally, when they were able to free her from the wreck, they put her on a back control board, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. Reb fought through firefighters to get to the ambulance, he looked at the EMT and asked if he could go, that she was his girlfriend. the EMT refused to let him fall, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma shopping mall 60 knot away. the ambulance sped off, with a law escort ahead, and Johnny raced back to his truck to meet his female child at the hospital.

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