Two calendar month have gone by since I last saw Violet. Time could not have been ANY slower. But at last, I have finished another year of college ! I load up my last few cup of tea from my dorm into my car, and I start my journeying back rest home to San Diego.

As I turn into my drive, 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 don with a hug and a big smile on my face.

"So glad to be base 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 dish into the garage.

"Your mom is out in the backyard grilling some burger with the rest of the work party ( I have a youthful brother in high school and a sister in middle schoolhouse ). Our new neighbor Violet Taylor is out back as well. Have you met her ?"

I just nod while I continue to discharge. I guess you could say I have met Violet ... if only my parents make love how much we have really gotten to know each other.

I get to the backyard and jump saying my hello to the fam. I look at Mrs Taylor sitting down in a lawn chair, looking aphrodisiac than ever ! She has on a white sundress which shows off her gorgeous curved shape. She has put on a better tan and has her tomentum down all curly.

"how-do-you-do Luke. Nice to see you again, hope that school has gone well for you this yesteryear year."violet gets up and throw off 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 home about how my shoal year went. I talk about how my Spring Break was in Cancun. Violet eyes me with a funny smiling while I talk about my trip. I then get up to dissipate some hoops with my little sidekick. The rest of my fam and Violet appease in the backyard continuing to enjoy the outdoor barbecue dinner.

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

"Yeah mom ?"I see her dig through a box marked"computer storage"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 neighbour Ms. Taylor."I give my mom a quizzical spirit when she says that but immediately my eyes widen when I see the picture. 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 picture would immediately think that we were indeed lovers. Thankfully, my mom was showing me the benefit of a doubt.

"Oh ... ... THAT ! Yeah sorry, I didn't honorable mention the fact that I had the CRAZIEST co-occurrence ever and saw Mrs President Taylor in Cancun with her champion. 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 nerveless to see me. And you'll never believe it but we ran into each other a couple of years later !"I could distinguish my mom was having a toilsome 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 rest of your belongings for me please and admit em up to your room."

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

I head back down to the plump for porch just in prison term for me to see reddish blue saying goodbye and thanking my fam for inviting her over for dinner. She turns to me and smile. She gives me a gentle nod of her heading, signaling me to follow her to her house. I wink at her and delay till she leaves to tell my fam that I'm going to run over to my best friend Francois Jacob's family, who lives a couple of miles away from me. I run to her house once the coast is clear.

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15 transactions LATER ....

"So evidence me St. Luke ... did you miss me while you were away ?"

Violet tries to let the cat out of the bag to me while I'm behind her, filling up her pussy with my hungry cock. anathemize it's been too long since we've last make out ! I grab her waist for support as I bury my putz deep into reddish blue's nasty snatch and pull out repeatedly.

"If only you knew how much I've missed you ... and this of path,"I tell her while I thrust in and out. We were so steamy, both of us did not even direct the sentence to fully undress. As soon as I left my family and got to hers, I ran up to Violet's room and just started to buss her passionately. She managed to pull down her panties, while I somehow unbuckled my pants. Violet still had on her sundress by the time I shoved her onto the bed and pushed my prick into her. I still had my undershirt and my pants on, just lowered down to my knee joint. We did not give a fuck ! We were going at it like pure intimate creature !

"Mmmmm ... yeah baby ! piece of tail me harder ! ! !"Violet could not get enough ! She just begged and begged for more. Growing a bit tired from the loudness of doing her barker style, I pulled out of her and laid down on the bed. Violet got the memo and immediately stood up and sat on top of me. She reached from behind to grab my appendage and aligned it with her pussy. As soon as she was in, Violet took full command as I laid back and watched enjoying the perspective. She eventually takes off her dress and exposes her bare raw body. I take off my undershirt and toss it to the side of her bed. I reach and touch her brilliant white meat, as she bounces on my pecker. We moan in unison every meter she slams her pussy down hard onto my cock and then rubs herself all over my crotch.

"You like that baby ? You like it when I take ascendency ?"I just moan and nod, trying to keep myself together. It's been over two months since we've last fucked. I'm trying to savor this moment by not cumming too soon. violet looks into my eyes and can see the mixture of pleasure and uncomfortableness. The discomfort coming from the headache of hitting an orgasm at any moment. Once she sees the look on my face, Violet slows down and leans down into me. We share a mystifying osculation as I begin to ask control. I lock my arms around her cover and mechanical press her nipple 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 lots ! ! SO SO very much ! ! ! Fuck me HARDER LUKE ! ! ! I'm going to cuaaa ... .AHHHH ! ! !"

violet begins to shriek as I feel her slit tensing up while I'm in her. My shaft is suddenly engulfed in quick fluids of her succus flowing down my shaft and in between my ass buttock. I kiss her with passion, my tongue fighting to get as far down her throat as possible. reddish blue continues to moan from her raging orgasm. speechmaking of which, mine is so close it hurts ! !

"Violet, I'm SO unaired 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 goal her sentence, I grab her and push her against the paries. violet gives me a naughty smirk.

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

With that, I spread her stage open and insert a couple finger's breadth into her moist vagina. violet's sassing opens in shock absorber. She's so wet and incredibly sensible down there.

"Awwww baby ! ! ! You're going to take a shit me cum again ! !"

I finger her kitty rapidly, the intact time I look deep into reddish blue's eye. I watch her expressions go from looks of sharp bother to salacious pleasure. She can't wield the sensitivity ! I love it !

"St. Luke I'M GOING TO CUM ! ! ! !"

As my fingers rapidly thrust in and out of her, Violet's eyes roll to the back of her head teacher, as she starts to hit her indorsement orgasm ! And it's a inundation ! I start to get drenched in her juices, as she squirts all over me ! Violet screams from the intensity of it all !

Eventually, I pull my finger out of her and immediately grab my dick and ram it mystifying into her twat ! reddish blue grunt loudly as I bang her roughly against her bedroom wall. I don't know how I have not hit an coming yet, but at this moment, I'm going ALL OUT as I pick up my gait. I grab her shank while I thrust in and out of reddish blue, tearing her taut apart her vaginal bulwark. She begs for me to cum as we continue to fuck against her wall standing upright. I begin to get that very familiar feeling trench inside my balls. I pick up my stop number one last time for the wondrous finale !

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

She grabs my face and kisses me deeply, frantically awaiting my arriver ! It's too practically for me to handle ! I immediately pull out of reddish blue, and crowd her down to her knee. Violet sticks her natural language out, begging me for my seed ! I jerk myself off into her sass and release my heart down her throat. It's SO much ! My jizz splashes all over face, including her eyelid ! My cock spits out queue after waiting line of my thickset shipment. Violet licks her lip and swallows as much of my protein as she can ! She then takes her fingers to compile the remainders on her side and licks it all up.

"Delicious !"she says with a big smile on her face. HOLY SHIT did it feel trade good to finally be relieved of such a muscular coming ! !

We lay down together in bed after we clean up. I spend prison term with her talking about the eternal sleep of my school yr since we last saw each other. Violet and I cuddle for awhile as we talk and begin to drift off into sleep.

A brace 60 minutes later, I open my eyes when I hear a cellphone vibrate loudly on her nightstand. Violet sits up and looks at her phone. She takes a present moment to look at her sieve, and then gasps. She got a text subject matter. Violet then reads her message again, and begins to sit up, typing away a reply. I'm queer as to what's got her so worked up.

"You good ?"I ask.

Violet looks at me with a troubled verbalism on her face.

"Gospel According to Luke, I am terribly sorry. I don't mean to be rude, but it's really recent. I need to get some rest. I had fun tonight."

I stare at her confused as I'm still trying to register what's happening.

"I'm just as tired as you are Violet, I don't thinker resting."

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

"Sorry Luke, I just need to stay ... alone."reddish blue gets another text on her headphone. When she reads it, I see another look of cushion on her face.

"Violet, what's going on ? You can state me."

"Gospel According to Luke ... don't take this the wrong way. But we can't see each other anymore ... like this. I'll always be here for you as a friend, but I need a break. 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 fuck is going on ? ? Are you ok ? What are you not telling me ?"

She starts to get a bit upset.

"Luke ! I need you to interpret ... .this is for the beneficial. I need you to go home and rest in your own bed and forget me be. For the sake of our friendship, I need you to entrust me. Now is not the time for us to have this sexual relationship. I'm sorry that I gave you the wrong effect tonight ... but I just need some place. Can you delight just understand that ?"

violet looks me in the eyes. I look back at her and can see how grave she is.

With just a wide-eyed"ok,"I get up and put on my dress. I grab my stuff and give her firm, completely stunned by what just happened. oceanic abyss down, I know something is very wrongly. Whatever those textual matter were that she received, it truly made her upset. It's the exclusively thing that keeps me from being consumed with anger and hurt towards her.

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2 Day LATER ... ..

I open my eyes to the brilliant sun in my face. My headland is throbbing ! I peer at my warning device clock adjacent to my bedside. 12:44PM. I look down at my torso really obnubilate. I'm in boxers 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 other scenic nature poster. I look to my left and see a crowd of pictures of hoi polloi on the wall with thumbtacks and post-it notes. The pictures of what looked to be like friend and families. I look out the large window in front of me which has the sunlight beaming bright twinkle into the room. It's only when I notice the bright pinko walls that I realize I'm not in my room.

I quickly turn to my right and see a body next to me, sound asleep. The physical structure of a Whitney Moore Young Jr. Asian infant with a Nice curvy ass and slight shank. She lies adjacent to me completely naked, with some covers on her. I sit up in a hurry, instantly regretting doing so as my head starts to spin around. I look down on the base next to me and see an opened 6-pack of beer and scattered beer hindquarters all over the floor. I see a bong on a dresser not too far away and a few opened bottleful of Tequila.

What the ass did I get myself into ?

I slowly start to make my way out of the way and into the lav, straight across the Charles Francis Hall. I'm all sweaty and my eye look pretty red. I wash my human face with cold water and engage a swig of some mouthwash next to the rejoinder. I make my way back to the bedroom to grab my things to steer nursing home. I grab my telephone on the nightstand and see a text from 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 other snitcher next to the nightstand. As I put on my pants, I hear the babe in bed clearing her pharynx.

"So you think you're just going to leave without saying good-by ? Did we not have fun last night ? ?"She crosses her arms as she stares me down. God, what a gorgeous trunk she has ! Her titty were a good medium size of it with perky nipple, pap annulus in each one.

"Oh ... .I'm sorry ? I got ta be honest with you, I don't call back much of in conclusion night."She rolls her center at me.

"Were you THAT drunk to not even call back my gens ?"

"I have dim memories from last Night ... ..looking at you now though I regret not being able-bodied to remember ... compliments I could."

Her prat face turns to a laugh.

"You should issue forth by more often. If you can fuck me to an orgasm 3 times in a row while under the influence, I'd love to see the damage you can do sober."

She takes out a piece of composition and mite down her name and phone number, then hands it to me.

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

I look down at the objet d'art of theme and then leave her a dainty tacky smile.

"We'll be in bear upon Alaina. I lean into her and snog her goodbye.

I walk downstairs and out the breast door to Jacob's car a few short hour later.

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

"Bro ... you went ALL OUT LAST Night ! I honestly thought I'd have to take you to the ER for Alcohol Poisoning after you drank THREE trash cans ! That's not including the bong hits AND the tequila guessing with the beer !"

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

"Huh ?"

Jacob shakes his nous with a look of worry on his face.

"Saint Luke ... I can't say I'm surprised you don't remember ANYTHING about last night ... you were completely shit faced ! Do you even recollect me inviting you ? I told you that me and some Quaker were going to have a small get together with some sorority lady friend across town near the University. Does that ring a bell ?"

I try to think back to yesterday. I remember being at home for the most part in bed upset. I vaguely remember texting Jacob.

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

He then explains to me what I can't remember. I listen to all the inside information he gives me. I slowly start to experience faint computer storage of getting to the party once the softness inside my psyche clears up. I do remember doing some shots with some loud music in the background. I definitely recollect taking some hits from a bong. My tops dry mouth is reminding me of that for surely. And I remember seeing Alaina across the sustenance room staring at me while she was with a chemical group of friends near a sofa. Still confused I ask Jacob,

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

He nods.

"Yeah ... you were pretty bummed out about Violet calling it quits with you the other night. I told you to come with me and the grouping to hold some fun and waste off some steam. You hit it off really well with everyone ... especially Alaina. One of our frat sidekick introduced you to her. She recently just broke up with her boyfriend and needed to blow some steam just like you did. Things clearly worked out as you two hooked up after we left."

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

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

Jacob plosive and turns back at me.

"Yeah you're in a slump bro. I get it. I mean ... Shit ! We fucked reddish blue together legion times back in Mexico. Some of the best sex I've ever had ! But as they say ... .all good things come to an end. But this is college. And there are plentifulness of girl out there for you ... Alaina is just an representative. Think about that."

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

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

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dorsum AT HOME ....

I get back to my household and rush up the step to my bathroom. The nausea I'm feeling from the gesture of being in a moving car was too much for me. I puked my brains out for a few arcminute. Only once I'm capable to stand up without getting dizzy, I take a long refreshing rain shower, and then brush my teeth. I put on some overbold dress and brain 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 Gospel According to Luke, I invited over Mrs Zachary Taylor for tiffin. Her hubby surprised her yesterday coming home with an extended leave of absence of absence from the armed services. I decided to establish dejeuner and invite them both over to make him feel welcomed, just like we did for her."

My heart 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 relationship ? Or at least we HAD one till she broke it off a couple nights ago. I'm seeing the big picture as to why she got uncanny on me.

My mom continues to set up lunch until the doorbell band. She gets the door, and Violet walks in. Standing behind her is a marvelous brawny guy with a bass vox and a stern look on his face. He introduces himself to my mom and then my dad."Hello my figure is Charles Joseph Clark, pleasure to meet you all."

My comrade and sis say their hi and wee 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, violet giving me a shy smiling along the way.

"And who might just you be ?"I turn my regard back forward and see Mr. Taylor standing tall in social movement of me. With his keister look on his side, he extends his massive script out to me.

"Hello sir, my name is Gospel of Luke ... prissy to fit you."He shakes my hand firmly. He looks me in the eyes and then looks toward the kitchen, seeing that I was eyeing Violet when she walked by. This guy was beginning to cook me nervous.

My dad and Mr. Taylor start a conversation about his service in the navy blue. I make my way over to the dining sphere to sit down with my siblings to get away from them. I needed to prepare myself mentally for the awkward tension and possible drama that is surely to come once everybody is seated.

lunch is served and we all begin to eat. My parents share a conversation with Clark about his duties and ranks in the military. My chum and sis are on their phones texting and diddly-squat. I sit silently playing around with the potatoes on my plate. I did not have much of an appetite. accuracy be told, I'm still feeling a bit of nausea from my foul hangover. I stare into quad just not in the mood to be around hoi polloi. As I hear the grownup continue to spill, I look over to violet. She's doing exactly the same as I am. Playing with her food and staring around, occasionally pretending to be interested in the conversation her hubby was having with my folks. We stare at each former every so often when we don't think anyone's looking. This moment 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 cheek is exactly the Lapplander as always : can. It creeps me out.

"Gospel of Luke ... are you not hungry ?"

I look over at my mom. Both my parents and Clark feeling at me, seeing that virtually of my intellectual nourishment is still on the plateful, while they all had discharge single.

"Oh uhhh ... sorry. Jacob and I had a 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 inter-group communication with me.

My mom tells me to get some tinfoil in the kitchen and leave alone my plate on the range for later.

As Clark begins to assist himself a second helping of food onto his crustal plate, he starts to build conversation with me, giving me that stern face as usual.

"So Gospel According to Luke ... tell me about yourself. I hear you're in college. Any end ?"

violet looks at me with a queasy smile on her face. With Kenneth Bancroft Clark still looking at me and taking notification that I keep staring at his wife, I clear my throat and start out to speak.

"Umm ... yeah I'm a educatee at UCLA working on my undergrad. The goal is just to finish school day with a level. Still deciding between John R. Major right now."

Charles Joseph Clark just gives me a nod of approval as he continues to eat his food. He stops chewing as I see him staring to his right at the wall filled with family pictures. He stares at one in particular. It's a picture of my family on the sail during my late springtime faulting. The picture has a large chassis surrounded by ribbon tree and the sea with a orotund logo in bright colors reading"Caribbean sail 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 twosome of a week during leaping suspension with their Kyd a mate calendar month prior.

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

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

I clear my throat again and verbalize.

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

"That's pretty cool down Gospel According to Luke. It's actually variety of funny story, because my married woman was in Cancun a yoke month ago. Weren't you honey ?"

reddish blue just nods at him with an sticky smile.

Everyone at the tabular array can find the latent hostility in the air. I think Clark is onto her.

mentation that things could not get any high-risk, my mom steps into the conversation.

"That's interesting ... St. Luke didn't you tell me you briefly ran into Violet in Mexico a couple calendar month ago around the fourth dimension you first met ?"

violet and I look at each other completely in shock and then seem at Mark Clark. He turns his eyes to her and gives her a weird smiling.

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

Violet starts to stutter.

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

At this point, I just stare at my plate not knowing what to do. My whole kinsfolk is quiesce now as they look over at me, sensing how awkward and tense the state of affairs at the table was. I look to my mom as she starts to see how difficult she just made the conversation by bringing up the fact that we saw each former.

Clark stares at both me and Violet.

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

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

Clark actually lightens up and surprisingly SMILES while he engages in conversation with my dad. He tells my dad about his sideline including sportfishing with some close down admirer of his.

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

Clark and violet eventually leave. Both thank my kinsfolk for hosting lunch and say their goodbyes. Once my mom closes the front doorway, I try to sneak my way up to my room. She catches me half way up the stair.

"Gospel According to Luke ... come to the aliveness way, we need to talk."

I take a cryptical breath and head back down. I saw this coming from a statute mile away.

My entire syndicate is in the living room ! All of them stare at me as I make my way to the couch.

My dad starts.

"Gospel According to Luke ... .what the nether region was that all about at the table ? Is their a ground why Mr. Joseph Deems Taylor was acting very wary towards you and his wife ? I had to save your ass back there before thing got out of hand."

My mom is following to speak.

"Your father is right. You need to separate us what is going on."

I take a flavor at each and every one of my class extremity. My parents and my siblings give me a look of concern.

I was trying to think of some kind of alibi or lie to hail up with to fend off the true statement. After a few minute, I take a mysterious breath and decide to tell the truth ... or a very wispy version of it with a lie.

"When I ran into Mrs. Taylor in United Mexican States, we were at a bar on the beach. We hung out for awhile as we were both surprised to actually run into each early even though we knew we were going to be there at the same time in Cancun. We both had a lot to wassail, and ended up having a one-night outdoor stage in my hotel 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 awkward tautness between us both and just assumed something was up. When you [ my mom ] mentioned that we ran into each other during my saltation prisonbreak, I guess he just put the residuum of the art object of the puzzler together."

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

Both of my parents were in daze. Eventually, they told me I should avoid talking to Mrs Taylor and seeing her, especially with her husband in town. They then separate me that as a lot as it hurt, because they really liked the Taylors, they needed to cut tie-up with them. Both my parents, especially my mom, told me how"wrongly and disturbing"it was of Violet to have sexual relations with someone offspring enough to be her son.

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ONE WEEK LATER ....

It's been a week since that dreadful day when the Zachary Taylor came over for lunch.

As much as it hurt to not see violet, even though she was just a match doorway down away from me, my parents were right. I needed to break 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 party where I blacked out. We went on a few appointment but mostly just hooked up at her sorority theatre and in my car. Alaina, 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 couch playing Xbox, my mom asks me to run to the food market memory board to get some things she needs to make dinner party. Bored not having much to do, I obediently step out and head to the store.

I make my way to the dairy discussion section to get some shredded Malva sylvestris for my mom's dish. As I grab a few suitcase, I spot a conversant digit to my leftfield. I turn to see Violet grabbing testis from the fridge. We both make eye touch at the like metre, and I gasp ! She has a bleak eye, with what appears to be makeup trying to keep it concealed. I make my way over to her to see how she's doing.

"Hey Violet."

She gives me a neural smile as she says hi and tries to reverse her cart around to debar talking.

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

She stops and quickly replies.

"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 respond, I feel a helping hand grab my shoulder joint roughly from behind.

"Hello Luke ! How have how you been ?"

It's Charles Joseph Clark of course.

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

"Did my wife not enjoin you about her fall the early day ? I came abode to find oneself her in the kitchen with an ice pack to her eye. That was quite a fall you had huh honey ?"He stares her down while she lets out a quiet mumble and nod in agreement.

Before I can say anything, Clark grabs the shopping handcart and her handwriting, walking away.

"Have a squeamish day Saint Luke,"he says to me with a sick smile on his face. Violet turned to me quickly with a face of fear in her middle. What did I get myself and her into ?

The succeed day, I get back domicile from the gym. I had to allay some stress with a couple hours of working out to take my mind off of the scarey but sobering fact that Violet is in risk. She's in danger because of me. Because of us. Her husband is a covetous man. I actually try to convince myself that Clark is not such a bad guy. He could of just had a ready equipment failure after he suspected his wife, who he has not seen in months, was cheating on him. He is in the military and might be having a rough out time back at home. Maybe he's seen some dump that totally fucked him up for life. PTSD is real and it's chilling. I've heard true horror level about men coming home to their wives all fucked up in the mind from the shit they have seen and dealt with in combat. Don't get me wrong, I am NOT defending Clark's reaction to hitting his wife. Hitting charwoman is NEVER okay. I want to bewilder the doodly-squat out of him for doing so ! I just want to believe that Clark just had a TERRIBLE present 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 bath after the gym. As I'm changing, I hear the sound of a familiar car with a gaudy engine effort by. I look out my window just in clip to see Clark drive by in Violet's Corvette with his large arm dangling out the window. It's only once I see him make a spell leaving the neck of the woods down the street that I run downstairs and out the room access ! I run to Violet's backyard and smash on the stake porch door. I wait for a few moments, and see her walking towards me. I see her with the same look of care in her eyes as she stares at me. She talks through the screen door door, not opening it.

"You shouldn't be here Luke."

I ask her kindly to please spread out up the door.

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

Violet hesitates, but eventually opens up the screen door and steps out onto the porch to meet me.

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

I nod quietly taking a deep look at her. She had no makeup on. Her black eye was almost gone. Through all the chaos she's been through this end week, she was still drop idle gorgeous ! I just want to osculate her so bad !

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

violet sigh and gives me the scoop :

After the night that we had sex when I first got back dwelling house for the summer, she received a school text from her married man saying that he was catching a escape to California from japan. He was coming home for an exsert farewell of absence from work. She was shocked as she was not expecting him for a few More weeks. And it was only supposed to be about a two week visit when he did come. She wanted me to leave behind and just to ride out"acquaintance"to fend off any distrust from her green-eyed husband. The next day when William Clark arrived, they had sex. After that, William Clark found my undershirt on the floor of the bed which I COMPLETELY forgot about ! ! He questioned her at kickoff but let it go. However, during luncheon when she took him over to my theater to run across the family, Clark began to acknowledge both of us acting Wyrd. Once it was confirmed to him that we"ran into each other"in Cancun, he slapped her out of rage when they arrived back at their house. violet kept to herself after that to nullify any trouble, 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 magnate to wee surely he didn't know about us ... I would've skipped that dreadful lunch at my home ... I'm so gloomy 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 eye and lean down to kiss her. She kisses me back with the gratifying 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 micturate sure she was safe.

About a few hours later, my sound closed chain. My phone reads"NO CALLER ID"and I answer out of oddity thinking it's a telemarketer.

"Hello ?"

"Do you care about her ?"

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

"Excuse me ?"

"Do you handle about violet, Saint Luke ? ?"

Immediately I recognize the sound of Charles Joseph Clark's voice.

My tenderness begins to scramble rapidly and I start to didder. I'm anxious ... for her. I clearly my pharynx and drive a deep breathing spell. I find the courage 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 pick up about any Thomas More"accidents"she's had at home."

There's a pause.

"Let me make this EXPLICITLY clear to you Gospel of Luke ... my wife is in infrangible NO peril. I do postulate you to stay away from her though ... .that's for YOUR condom ! If you care about her as practically as you say you do, you'll avoid speaking to her or seeing her ! Do I lay down myself open ? ?"

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

I erase any kind of false Leslie Townes Hope I have of Clark being a nice man. This man is dangerous ! And now I was not only in fright of her base hit ... I had mine to worry for as well. The fact that he called me hour after I discreetly visited reddish blue after he stepped out made me realize that somehow he had to have known. I did not know what I was going to do. Should I call the fuzz ? Should I recite my parents ? I end up tossing and turning all night in bed. The hour or less of sleep I was able to get had nightmare with Clark.

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twenty-four hour period LATER ....

The rest of the week flies by surprisingly. It's Friday good afternoon and I do not know what to do by myself this weekend. My family decided to fly up to Northern CA to visit my first cousin. I decided to stay as my kinship with my fam has been very tense and removed after they found out about me and Violet. I plan to just cool down and lay back at rest home and possibly hang out with Jacob. I wake up from a nap, when I hear my phone vibrate. I received a text message from violet !

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

It took me a few minutes to reply back. As often as I would LOVE to run over to her household and be with her, I knew that it's still a VERY risky decision to seduce, with or without Charles Joseph Clark being there. After all, he does seem to bang when I'm with her. I decided to risk it ... she didn't want to be alone so I replied back with a"See ya soon."

I grab an all-night bag, and pack some clothes. I had no plans of coming home tonight. If reddish blue wants me to be there for her, then I will be.

I arrive at her porch and open up the screen threshold to the backrest 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 entrance.

"Did anyone see you coming ?"She asks.

"Not that I know of ... when did Clark leave ?"

"Early this morning. He won't be back until Sunday even ... .I did not hump what to do all alone ... I wanted to see you."

I look at her. She looks amazing ! She did her war paint, her hair was still a bit wet as she had just showered. She has on a red silk bathrobe, exposing almost of her cleavage. She even had that Sami familiar smile on her face I once knew ... only this fourth dimension, no fear !

I continue to stare at her.

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

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

"It's ok Saint Luke ... I don't ever want you to fault 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 neck. Her easygoing hands reach down my waist towards my crotch. My dick is so hard 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 force my denim off. She takes my hand and we head upstairs to her elbow room. I disrobe her and gently lay her down onto the bed. She has on sexy Black lingerie. God, she's so BEAUTIFUL ! She's an angel from above ! All the prison term that we've fucked, it could not compare to THIS very moment ... something felt completely different. We were passionate lovers right now, not just nookie buddies. I loosen violet's bra and move out her panties.

She lays down with a grin on her brass. It's been awhile since I've seen her this happy !

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

I smile as I lean down to osculate her again. As our tongues collide, I use my hands to passionately touch on her soft delicate consistence. I felt how smooth she was from her white meat to her naval area. She smelled so beautiful and her pelt was smooth from some sort of organic structure application she applied after her shower. I make my way down her body kissing her. I spend some clip massaging her titty and sucking on her expatiate nipples. violet lays back pass off very heavy. She massages my head in the process. I make my way down take down to her naval area. Her vagina is freshly shaven ! The smell is so fresh and seductive, I immediately begin to work my rim down to her goodness. I use my hands to knead her dumbbell while I begin to make out with reddish blue's pussy. She continues to breath heavily enjoying this moment.

My tongue slips its way into her labia, and dances around her inside. Violet begins to groan aloud now.

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

I stay in the same piazza as I continue to tongue fuck her slowly. I take my right hand and slip two fingers into her as well.

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

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

As Violet reaches an orgasm, I reach for my rooster and tend up toward her.

I lean down to her face and gently crusade her face to mine. She opens her eyes and gives me a gentle grinning. She pushes me close to her and we embrace into another deep buss. violet enjoys the predilection of her sugared nectar as we slowly glossa each other never letting go. My handwriting continues to play with my dick as I try to multitask and bump her vagina. Eventually, achiever !

My pecker slides easily into her wet and inviting pussy. Violet 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 two minute before I ejaculate ! This is the debauched I've had an orgasm ever fucking her !

"Mmmm ... ..oh yes sister ... don't stop ! Fill me up ! Don't stop Luke, I'm beggary you ! proceed going !"

Violet nibbles on my ear and suction on my neck as my climax starts to subside. I can hear the creaminess of my spunk each time I thrust deep into her, balls oceanic abyss with each thrust. It's a very difficult matter 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 sleep with violet.

I started to feel a bit faint as we continued.

"YES Gospel According to Luke ! THAT'S IT child ! shuffling me cum again ... .ohhhh YEAH ! ! ! !"

Violet's heart roll to the back of her foreland as her adjacent climax hits toilsome ! I feel the pressure within, and pull out slowly. Immediately, she begins to gush soaking me with her juices !

Violet pant for air trying to catch her intimation from the sheer forcefulness of her sexual climax !

"Thank you ! Thank you !"She says to me as she catches her breath.

I lean in and buss her with mania again.

We then lay there for 60 minutes in bed just talking. I've missed her so practically. Eventually, we're both exhausted and snooze off. We cuddle and before she passes out, her *********** pick of speech leave me in shock absorber, keeping me awaken for a couple hours :

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

It was only after she was sound asleep snoring lightly that I could then declare my love for her.

"I love you too violet Taylor."

That Nox I've slept better than I had in a longsighted time.

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THE NEXT WEEK ....

I spent the entire weekend with reddish blue. We never left her planetary house, but we did everything together. We cooked, watched movies and some cheesy sopa Opera, drank raft of wine-coloured, and of course 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 roll in the hay. In the entire fourth dimension I've known Violet, I've never seen her THIS happy. It felt great to see her with such joy after seeing the awe she had in her because of her husband. That whole weekend just did not feel real at all ! We were no prospicient just champion, 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 folks even asked me once they got base from their weekend away, if I had seen violet. Of course, I lied and said I hadn't.

Clarence Day go by. Not a word from violet nor Clark. I end up going to the mall with Francois Jacob one late afternoon. We didn't do any shopping. Just walked around talking and flirting with different chicks that walked by. We grabbed some food from the solid food court and then chill for a piddling bit.

"So Saint Luke ... how have you been with Mrs. Joseph Deems Taylor ? You've been very silence about her lately."

I shrug my shoulders and lie.

"I haven't seen her since the day she and her husband came over for dejeuner. We both mutually decided that it's best to not see each former to obviate trouble as he has mistrust that we had some form of matter going on the side."

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

We exit the center and part shipway. He had to piece up a congenator at the airport. I walk down the parking lot towards my car as the sun is setting. The parking lot was relatively empty as the center is closing soon.

As I open up my car threshold, I hear the sound of a car pulling up close by. I hear the familiar sporty engine. I turn just in time to see Kenneth Clark mosh the car doorway to the Corvette. He makes his way over to me with a smiling on his face.

"Hello Gospel According to Luke ... it's been awhile."He greets me sarcastically.

Before I can say a Word, he quickly lunges at me and strickle me hard in the abdomen. Completely in shock, I hit the ground on my genu, as Mark Wayne Clark right hand bitch me concentrated in the face. I fall back hard with my head smacking the asphalt. My spike ring from the force of the kick. I hear Violet's faint voice in her car.

"diaphragm CLARK ! YOU'RE departure TO putting to death HIM ! LEAVE HIM ALONE ! ! ! PLEASE ! ! !"

Mark Wayne Clark shouts at her.

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

Clark then strikes me hard with his foot, burying it into my costa.

My vision is blurred at the minute. My ears are ringing so loud, I can barely hear the rallying cry of Violet begging her husband to stop. I look up and see Joe Clark holding a picture in his deal. Even though it's difficult for me to see, listen, and breath, I know EXACTLY what the picture is. I'm capable 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 damage had been done and was only going to get unfit. Especially now that Charles Joseph Clark is holding the art object of grounds that confirmed his suspicion about us.

In his hand are the picture ( s ) of me and violet together inside the movie theater photo booth the last night of my leaping Break. The Nox we both went out to the movies with her sister Linda after the intense three we had together. We all took depiction together inside the photo booth. Of path the ones he had, were of me and reddish blue alone. It was six pictures of us goofing off, smiling, and kissing.

"Forgot about these moving picture huh ? You see ... the thing about going around being sneak with conjoin women Saint Luke ... .is the fact that the husband will ALWAYS witness out. The Truth will out no thing how ‘ discreet and secretive'you think you can be."

Clark then rips the picture into opus and throws them at my face. He leans into me on the ground and rustle.

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

Don't let me catch you in ANY form of contact with her again ... otherwise ... nobody will EVER retrieve your body !"

The endure contribution he whispers to me, he takes his hired man and shoves it hard against my ribs where he kicked me.

I grit my tooth in pain in the neck as I try to pick up my intimation.

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

"You are to tell your folks that you just got mugged by a duet of toughie. They took all your Cash and left you here beaten. You Best tell them you do not need to press rush ... .understand ? ?"I nod.

With that, Clark gets back into the car and drives away. Violet sobs screaming"I'm sorry, I'm so no-good !"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 blacken and my read/write head spins. The last thing I remember was the ground greeting my human face as I fall unconscious.

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

I hear a crew of flutter and spread my eyes. The room is very smart. I look around me. I'm in a nightgown lying in bed. I feel my rib, which felt sore. They were bandaged. I feel my forehead, as it's wrapped around with some form of bandage or gauze as well. I'm in a hospital. My net memory being passing out after Kenneth Clark attacked me at the mall.

"Oh Thank God St. Luke !"

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

"How long have I been out ?"

My mom smiling at me with a facial expression of vexation and relief. She rubs the back of my fountainhead.

"Luke it's been three days. You have a pretty tight concussion. Your rib are badly bruised. You also have a black eye."

Before I can say anything, my dad speaks up.

"Saint Luke, what HAPPENED to you ? ! ? ! A expert Samaritan at the 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 order my parents that I was mugged by some thugs in ski masquerade party wanting the cash in my wallet. Before I could get away, they ambushed and attacked me. I also told them that I did not require 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 let off that I was okay.

The future day, I'm discharged from the hospital and given some pre***********ion medicine for my concussion and given a review appointment a mates of weeks from now to make sure everything is ok. The topical anesthetic police were just as shocked as my parents that I refused to press charges. After I gave my statement of who my alleged"assailant"were, they told me to ring them if I decided to modify my mind or if I had any additional particular to add to the report. With that, they let me be. I got rest home, and began to roost up and recover.

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ONE calendar week LATER ....

My recovery process was going well. The swelling in my head was going down from my concussion. I was not nauseous or vertiginous anymore from staple bodily process like walking around. My costa are still bruised but the tenderness went away. My eye was still a piffling blackened from getting kicked hard in the face. I spent the live few days mostly resting up and drinking plenty of H2O. I was told by the doctor that hydration was key in the recovery process. I had Jacob come visit me. Even Tim and Ethan drove down from San Francisco to visit me ! All of them just could not believe that I was mugged. Francois Jacob seemed to be the but one though not really believing my report. And for a good reason too. He was not parked that far away from me in the parking lot when he left the shopping centre AND he already knows of Mark Clark and how jealous he is. Luckily, he never asked me doubt or questioned my story. Eventually I'm strong enough to pace out of the theatre and run some errands for my house. Through all the chaos and asshole I been through the conclusion workweek after the incident at the mall, I never heard from or have got seen the Taylors. My dad gave me a"Get fountainhead"card from them that was in the letter box. 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 prick knew how bad I wanted to kill him ! My parents eventually stopped asking me about what happened and why I didn't want to beseech charges. Even though they gave up, I could severalise they were both still very concerned about me. My sib too were pertain saying I was acting very"Weird and closemouthed"about the whole situation. I told them all I just wanted to move on and that was that. They all eventually dropped the subject field and let me be.

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ONE WEEK LATER ....

I get home after working out at the gym. My strong point has returned and I'm capable to do some exercising weight breeding. When I get out of the exhibitioner, I get a text from an anon. phone number.

It reads :

"Hey Gospel According to Luke, it's reddish blue ! We need to let the cat out of the bag ! I heard that you're doing better now and I'm glad ! I'm texting you through a prepay headphone I bought to forefend Mark Wayne Clark finding out. I know he's tracking me ! I need you to conform to up with me at a secure location on the other side of townsfolk. Do not worry about 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 William Clark will probably try to bolt down me just for being in communication with her via text. It does not take long for me to change my mind though. Call me stupid, but my love for Violet is so strong ! Strong enough for me to risk my liveliness and possibly Violet's just to see her again.

I reply back :

"springiness me an hour. Where to ?"

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

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

It's about a 45 arcminute 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 manner of walking towards the derelict edifice. This shithole looks like the sort of office to be when locating cheap escorts in the classified ads. I walk up the stairs and up to the thirdly floor. It's the kind of motel where the suite are like apartments and no need to take the air into the lobby. I get to Room 321 and admit a mysterious breath and knock quietly.

The door opens and I'm greeted by a musky smell of old carpets and cigarettes. The elbow room is dark with only the sun from the spinal column window shining in. I assume that Violet is behind the door to avoid being seen, so I walk in quietly and quickly.

What happens next is a complete blur.

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

I see a shadow near me and quickly pace up behind me. Before I can turn, I feel a cold bit of alloy work stoppage the rear of my school principal, sending me to the flooring.

Before I smutty out, I hear some more of violet's muffled thigh-slapper and the door behind me closes.

END OF PART 6