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CHAPTER 3 : thing Take A tour For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two weeks after that company had changed my life. we were in blissful puppy dear, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the people at school when they seen me and her walk through the mansion house together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talking of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still could n't convince her to let me take her home. you know, you 'd think id be able to touch her parents, right ? wrong. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't seem to picture it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more of import issues. i do n't acknowledge how it happened, but we seemed to of stopped talking as much and there was something wrong but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after school i came up an idea to follow her bus to her house and talking to her in buck private at her rest home. so, i followed the parentage of bus as it pulled out of the shoal parking lot, blue diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure to save a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would turn back and go, i would always look for her when kids would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the briny road, i realized that it was vacuous and that she was no prospicient on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the heart of the route, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a nice set of Shirley Temple Black marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the piazza the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove, i remembered one of our headphone calls where she described her house as being Nice, with a light blue outside and ashen window frame of reference, with a tire swinging and a skillful, lifted red suburban in the private road. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the star sign, with a Edward Young kid in the front grand, playing with flowers in the grass and Julie hanging up laundry on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel driveway, rock and roll crunching under my tires. the sound of a fomite approaching made Julie sour around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the short girl, who i now realized as her little cousin Jennifer that i have met a sentence or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a plosive consonant and set the parking brake as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking brainsick than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the hand 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 motortruck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to take the blank verbal expression on my brass to tell if i was really serious. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the room access, and looked at her with the same blank stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my motortruck and i shut the door behind her. her optic followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting cashbox she buckled before jamming the stick into reversal and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tire struggled to get traction on the loosely tamp down gravel. the tires squealed again as they hit the blacktopping of the road and i braked hard, threw it into maiden, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth. keeping it at a steadily 55 mph, not a single Word of God was said as we drove, except she stared at me the entire drive with a barbaric look. it was n't a mad look, 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 injure her. i cursed under my breath, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four bicycle drive. we drove another mile and a one-half in secrecy except for the roar of the locomotive engine and the mysterious rumbling of mud tires on asphalt. i slowed as a stain negative stimulation came up, and i swung a wide right turn onto a hind country dirt road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the same but she ignored me. poop soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a calm 2100 rpm in third train, she was getting coated in no sentence. she quickly rolled up her window, but the impairment was done, her white storage tank top had black spots 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 glade and i slowed down, whipped the bit and mightiness 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 time we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal Grey to mud black, only the windshield was clean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph speed bound this time, we took our clock time drive and were laughing like nothing had ever happened. we went to my home and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting soaked disclosure she had no bra, and her tit were visible clear as day, she made me a overnice soap wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her soap up my motortruck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to Nox, 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 green heart and said to her `` baby, prom is in a week and a half. i was wondering, would you desire to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzled flavour, and said `` Hmm ... let me condition my docket. '' she looked around my hand truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would get laid to go, but i do n't have anything to jade to it '' she said with a flimsy frown on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that garb shop class in the next town and get anything that your spirit desires, and ill plow everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, obviously happy with the answer. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the road with her midget body snuggled up against me as we hit the road.



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

as the workweek dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to keep my sanity. with all these options and vox populi that she wanted me to look at care of, i just answered truthfully and gave the occasional nod with 'yes dearest'after it ( after all, that is men 's mystical weapon in relationship ). 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 townspeople, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this picayune dress shop packed with other little girl getting their last minute material for prom in two days. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the other handful of guys and shoot the picnic and talk about general stuff ; the occasional lady friend would come over and ask her boyfriend'ruling on something, and of course, we would all give an reply. it was ok, and two time of day later we walked out of the property bridge player in hand as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to agree ) and that she had to go pick up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove home, and as i hit the main road going into town i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` dearest, there 's a thin problem. '' `` slight trouble to what ? slight as in do n't worry about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to form 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 able to bring you. do you think your brother or a parent can film you ? '' she looked a little foiled, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask individual. 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 bicycle kiss. we were French people kissing, getting into the consequence as we were feeling each other up ; my hand was cupping her bosom and performing with her tit as she begun to moan. i played with her dope while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my dick through my amobarbital sodium dungaree. 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 grinning before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in front of my headlights, spun around, popped her boobs out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a 2nd before putting herself away and walking back to the mansion rubbing her ass and looking back a few times. meanwhile, im sitting here in my truck with my jaw on the floorboard a severe 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 look in the windowpane, and there i saw Jennifer, her small first cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the total metre ?'but pushed the idea aside as i backed out and drove plate with a grin, a hard-on, and a half a cooler of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly slow for Julie. she could n't hold back to get out of schooltime and go get her prom wearing apparel. each passing second seemed like a hour, and every minute an 60 minutes. she jumped out of her ass at the end of every division in order to make it to the next to make the day go as fast as possible. she could n't wait to surprise Johnny Reb with the beautiful clothes she picked out. it was a beautiful royal stag blue apparel, that showed off her every curve with a trivial segmentation, sparkling string of beads that shimmered in the light like stones in a run stream and ended at her ankle joint with a thin band of satiny blue ribbon. the fabric was as soft as new born baby peel. she would do her hair and make it all flowing, curls and wafture all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some sexy intimate apparel she had hidden from her parents, a downcast lace bra with nigrify invention on it and a blue thong with the Saami intent. they were brand new, as her friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a reason to wear them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow nighttime, she had to make sure as shooting 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 spell. finally, as the terminal bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get home. the present moment she got in her social movement room access, she dragged her brother out of his way, 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'foresightful ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a issue with you ?'Julie shook her question and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the storage end .'Steven just smiled and shook his foreland. 'listen, little Sister, i understand that its your beginning prom, but just calm down, assume a mystifying breath, and relax. commit 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 blind tour onto the main route. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny was thinking that maybe he could hitch Julie at the shop class, 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 thought ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten beat with bagger Mike Michael Gerald Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a combustion pain in her remaining leg. as she started to get her carriage, she realized three things when she opened her eyes : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't move. minute, was that she was on her side. third, was that her brother was n't sitting following to her anymore. there was glass and blood and car parts everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the unhurt world was spinning around her. she heard a voice, it seemed pretty far off, but she could hear it. she could just have out a human body of a individual, and they were talking to soul, but she could n't try if the were talking to her or someone 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 expression, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER blood ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her comrade was, and why she was bleeding. the part she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to stay calm, that help was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car accident with a trailer truck, and that her car rolled three times before coming to a stop on its passenger side, and that she was badly injured and he did n't know where her brother was. she remembered hearing the syncope speech sound of people talking and siren growing louder, then everything went black ... ... ....

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. dealings would strike and then break off, it continued this way for twenty minutes till he could see the causer of the back up. there was flaming, police, and ems on scene of what appeared to bad a car chance event. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and spit out by the wrecked log truck on the side of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the estimate out of his head, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the stroke and his heart just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious mind 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 firefighters and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the fire chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the principal told him that she had been involved in a bad car chance event, that they had pulled out in front of a fully loaded articulated lorry carrying a trailer replete of shoetree logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a seat belt and was ejected from the car and was found dead 60 yard back on the side of the mountain where the car first rolled, his neck opening broken. Rebel could n't believe it, he went around to the other side of meat of the attack hand truck, and stood there and stared in incredulity. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through teary heart as they cut Julie out of the mangled SUV. finally, when they were able to free her from the crash, they put her on a back display panel, 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 lady friend. the EMT refused to let him come, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma center 60 miles away. the ambulance sped off, with a law escort ahead, and johnny raced back to his hand truck to fulfill his young woman at the hospital.

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