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CHAPTER 3 : matter Take A go For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two weeks after that party had changed my living. we were in blissful puppy making love, doing everything together. i could say everything was heavy. the faces of the people at shoal when they seen me and her walk through the Charles Francis Hall together, hand-in-hand, was invaluable. we were the talk of the school day until something else came up to shoot the breeze about. i still could n't convince her to let me force her menage. you know, you 'd recall id be able to fulfil her parents, right ? wrong. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't appear to fancy it out. so i decided to put that to the rear burner for a bit and rivet on more authoritative issues. i do n't know how it happened, but we seemed to of contain talking as much and there was something improper but she kept admitting that she was o.k.. so, one day, after school day i came up an melodic theme to comply her bus to her sign of the zodiac and talk to her in common soldier at her home. so, i followed the cable of jalopy as it pulled out of the school parking lot, blue diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure to keep a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would stop and go, i would always look for her when youngster would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the principal road, i realized that it was empty-bellied and that she was no thirster 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 clutches and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a nice set of inkiness marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the places the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove, i remembered one of our phone calls where she described her family as being nice, with a light blue exterior and White River window frame of reference, with a tyre swing and a nice, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the house, with a Loretta Young kid in the front pace, playing with flowers in the grass and Julie hanging up laundry on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel private road, tilt crunching under my tire. the phone of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the niggling girl, who i now realized as her lilliputian full cousin Jennifer that i have met a time or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a period and set the parking brake as i got out and stood at the punk of my truck as she approached me looking madder than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the truck. '' 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 understand the space expression on my boldness to tell if i was really dangerous. she got the fact that i meant business enterprise when i walked around, opened the threshold, and looked at her with the Sami blank stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my motortruck and i shut the threshold behind her. her center followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting money box she buckled before jamming the stick into reversion and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tires struggled to get traction on the loosely packed crushed rock. the tires squealed again as they hit the blacktopping of the road and i braked hard, threw it into first off, and sped away, flying through the gear mechanism till i got to fourth. keeping it at a steady 55 mph, not a I give-and-take was said as we drove, except she stared at me the full effort with a wild aspect. it was n't a mad feel, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my military action had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breathing time, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the battlefront hubs into the 'locked'positioning, returned to my hand truck and threw it into four wheel drive. we drove another mile and a one-half in secretiveness except for the roar of the engine and the deep rumble of mud tyre on mineral pitch. i slowed as a dirt turnoff came up, and i swung a wide right turn of events onto a back rural area turd route. i rolled my windowpane up, and suggested she do the like but she ignored me. soil soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in third cogwheel, she was getting coated in no prison term. she quickly rolled up her windowpane, but the wrong was done, her blanched tank top had Shirley Temple Black muscae volitantes all over it. i broke the silence 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 routine and power slid into the supergrass, 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 as shooting to go through every mud pit and hole i could find out. by the fourth dimension we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal grey to mud black, only the windshield was scavenge enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph stop number limit this meter, we took our time driving and were laughing like nothing had ever happened. we went to my stead and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her tit were visible crystalise as day, she made me a nice Georgia home boy wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her soap 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 occur plate, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my truck, i looked in those mesmerizing green eyes and said to her `` baby, prom is in a hebdomad and a half. i was wondering, would you want to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzled looking, and said `` Hmm ... let me check my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would bonk to go, but i do n't give birth anything to wear to it '' she said with a tenuous frown on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that dress shop in the following townspeople and get anything that your ticker desires, and ill deal everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, obviously well-chosen with the answer. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the road with her tiny dead body snuggled up against me as we hit the route.



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

as the week dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to save my sanity. with all these options and opinions that she wanted me to take caution of, i just answered truthfully and gave the periodic nod with 'yes dearest'after it ( after all, that is men 's secret weapon system in kinship ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that secret, but effective none the less. she and i drove into the next town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this little garb shop class packed with early little girl getting their concluding minute stuff for prom in two days. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the former handful of guys and shoot the child's play and peach about superior general stuff and nonsense ; the occasional girl would come over and ask her boyfriend'opinion on something, and of track, we would all give an answer. it was ok, and two 60 minutes later we walked out of the place hand in hand as she told me all about her attire, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to check ) and that she had to go piece up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove home, and as i hit the principal road going into township i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` Honey, there 's a svelte problem. '' `` slight problem to what ? slim as in do n't concern about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to play late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop class closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able-bodied to take you. do you intend your chum or a parent can take you ? '' she looked a minuscule disappointed, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a problem. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her driveway. i set the parking brake and we kissed goodbye, only it was n't no ordinary kiss. we were Gallic snuggling, getting into the second as we were feeling each other up ; my hand was cupping her breast and playacting with her mammilla as she begun to moan. i played with her titty while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my dick through my blue jean. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my truck, she gave me this mephistophelian grin before she shut the doorway. i watched as she moved in front man of my headlights, 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 business firm rubbing her ass and looking back a few times. meanwhile, im sitting here in my hand truck with my jaw on the floorboard a strong on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten daring, or maybe she was just really horny, one or the other. as i started to put the truck in reverse, i happened to take care in the window, and there i saw Jennifer, her little cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the entire time ?'but pushed the idea aside as i backed out and drove rest home with a smile, a hard-on, and a one-half a tank of gas.

the side by side day came and went by agonizingly slow for Julie. she could n't wait to get out of schooling and go get her prom garb. each passing sec seemed like a arcminute, and every instant an minute. she jumped out of her seat at the end of every socio-economic class in ordination to arrive at it to the following to pee the day go as fast as possible. she could n't wait to surprise greyback with the beautiful garb she picked out. it was a beautiful royal stag bluing dress, that showed off her every curve with a little cleavage, sparkling beads that shimmered in the lighter like stones in a flowing stream and ended at her ankles with a flimsy striation of satiny depressed ribbon. the material was as soft as new born baby hide. she would do her hair and make it all flowing, Robert Curl and waves all over with a heyday to top it all off, and she had some sexy lingerie she had hidden from her parents, a blue lace bra with black designs on it and a Amytal G-string with the same intent. they were trade name new, as her friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a cause to wear them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow dark, she had to nominate indisputable everything was done today so she had the fourth dimension of her life tomorrow. her brother agreed to drive her, obviously happy to get out of the house for once in a while. finally, as the final campana rang, she practically ran to the bus to get home. the moment she got in her social movement doorway, 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'farseeing drive. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a matter with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just require to get there before the store end .'Steven just smiled and shook his head. 'listen, picayune sister, i understand that its your first promenade, but just cool off down, take a deep breath, and relax. bank me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few deep breaths, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a screen turn onto the independent road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny Reb was thinking that maybe he could hitch Julie at the store, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Brigham Young CD in and started listening to his music as he drove along in thought ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten rung with Boxer microphone Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a burning pain in her go forth leg. as she started to get her armorial bearing, she realized three things when she opened her centre : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't travel. second, was that she was on her side. 3rd, was that her brother was n't sitting following to her anymore. there was Methedrine and line and car parts everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole world was spinning around her. she heard a interpreter, it seemed pretty far off, but she could hear it. she could just ready out a number of a mortal, and they were talking to person, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or person else.but her attention was drawn away from that as she felt something strong run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her script up to her face, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER origin ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her crony was, and why she was bleeding. the interpreter she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to quell calm, that assistance 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 clock time before coming to a hitch on its passenger side, and that she was badly bruise and he did n't know where her brother was. she remembered hearing the faint speech sound of people talking and sirens growing louder, then everything went smuggled ... ... ....

johnny was driving along, singing along to the music when he came up on a back up of traffic. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would move and then stop, it continued this way for XX minutes till he could see the causer of the back up. there was fire, police, and ems on scene of what appeared to bad a car accident. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and spit out by the wrecked log truck on the English of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the idea out of his brain, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the stroke and his core 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 accident. he started fighting with fire fighter and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the firing chieftain screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the master told him that she had been involved in a bad car fortuity, that they had pulled out in front of a fully loaded semifinal carrying a preview full of tree log. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a tail belt and was ejected from the car and was found dead 60 curtilage back on the side of the pile where the car first rolled, his cervix broken. Reb could n't believe it, he went around to the early slope of the fire truck, and stood there and stared in incredulity. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through teary eyes as they cut Julie out of the lacerate SUV. finally, when they were able to absolve her from the wreck, they put her on a back board, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. johnny 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 fare, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma center 60 miles away. the ambulance sped off, with a police force escort ahead, and Rebel raced back to his hand truck to meet his female child at the hospital.

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constructive criticism welcomed, also may consider ideas on what you think should encounter next, and if this gets positivist votes and stays above 90 % prescribed, then ill write and stake up chapters 5 & 6