Jacob's ladder Mother Jones here again.

We've finally come to the end of the high school day road for my formerly young self.

I'll skip the witty banter and let's finish this.

The final hebdomad of high-pitched school. Here it was.

A bunch of exams and gobs of study time. The school became a touch townsfolk to the students that did read up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to meditate just to avoid the delight of the flesh that might happen me at dwelling house in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that last Friday.

It seemed so dreamlike when the ceremony actually came. All the faces I knew, all the friends, all the acquaintances. I felt like I'd see them on school day Mon, but I also knew I might not end up seeing none of them ever again.

The three of us ; my tomboy best acquaintance religious belief and busty goth pal hope wanted to go up and scoot the bunch when we got our diploma. We even made certain we were crude naked under our gowns. In the end though, we couldn't do it. We all knew without saying that we had to do this right.

Bob Hope was, to no one's surprise, the stratum Valedictorian. Yes, I was miss super popular form President and cheerleader captain. But hope was a freaking skyrocket scientist mad star under her unwritten fixation.

I cant remember what for the biography of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this minute. How lofty I was of my friend. Of all my acquaintance. How I was once an elite boarding school day miss who wouldn't dare talk to such freaks like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other property on terra firma I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting hugs and sad good byes by some people who weren't coming to the prom tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

mommy was so proud of me she was crying. She had come in her Sunday nicest with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teen daughter I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first woman in our bloodline to graduate high gear schooling in three generation. Plus, I was going to university next year.

"I just can't believe I've helped raise such a perfect miss ”, Momma gushed between tears.

"I had the best exercise ”, I hugged her back.


We didn't party hearty that night as I had to go over net details for the follow night.

Prom Night.

This was it. The death dark of my being a high school fille. The night many fair sex never get over, or never terminate regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arab Nox. Partly my salute to our boys out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a fortune to pin a nosegay to a girl. Most were just trying to build sure they didn't come home in a bag.

With my crazy docket I had passed on near of the concluding detail to Faith and Hope during those last two hebdomad. And now it was all coming to fruition.

Momma spared no expense on my clothes either. She spent two calendar week wages peeling at the Zebra society to pay for it. It was a source of pridefulness for her that I was the merely teenager in the county that was going to her prom in hand tailored fashion designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a white velvet inlay. blue angel shorttail weasel cuts in the dame. I was the sultry American flag. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in livid leather.

Momma even gave me her golden nub locket that she wore all the time and gave it to me. Handing it down. Her Momma gave it to her when she was of age, and her Momma before her. interior was the two of us. I still wear it to this day.

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my alumna present. They were worth a hazard. I still have them and make for them out for phantasy occasion over 20 years later.

Chet came and picked me for the prom. In a limo. His dad's limo to boot.

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut blackamoor tuxedo that filled showed the clear edges of his powerful bod. For the first metre since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to do it him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose corsage delicately to me, his hands were shaking and my pinhead were such a big target in the low cut frock I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. mommy gushed some more and Marcus snapped some pictures of us together before scooting us out.

The limo device driver was none other than George ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the wacky chaffeur cap.

"Once around the park Saint James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his digit at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy face delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my apparel and hair's-breadth done to the ball club ( thanks to Patti, for punk careen tribade she sure knew how to arrive at a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost steamed, but he had his reasons as I would bring out at the end of the night.

The shoal gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nights, it was breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune hills that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back free fall. Bell and wind bell giving the cutaneous senses of the alien. The lick table was taken over by samovar's serving clout. Full metal dinner party trays with exotic marrow and fruits.

Even the band was Iranian. They played top 40 on fixture equipment, then out came the sitars and flutes for traditional Arabian medicine

This must have cost a fate. I didn't retrieve authorizing any of this ! It should make been cheesy cut outs, the James Usher in trashy fop costumes, and a bunch of shish shish kebab. Where the hell did this come from ?

I was quickly the belle of the clump. Everyone gushed over how beautiful I was and yes it went straight to my headway. I was lost in a sea of lights and beauty.

But for me, the rattling prize were my best friends religious belief and Hope

religion was eternally individual and Hope swore to never have it off another man again ( What a goth ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's dance. They weren't even going to come until I begged and pleaded for days and they finally broke down.

They came as each early's date.

Hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was loose and groundless to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through veil over her boldness in a tarty Arab style.

Faith on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny pitch blackness dame to match her precipitous blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Bob Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every pass turned to them. They even slow danced with each former, Faith of course taking the tether. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty years ago, this was going to be the lecture of the townsfolk for months.

Despite all their bickering and fighting, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each other. They were the first ones to hail running to defend the early. My frick and frack. My Abott and Costello. My sisters.

I eventually pulled away long enough to go gab with my two amigas.

"You two are awesome ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, trust joked,"lusus naturae female child here has to ferment it"

"Just because you have a fake cock doesn't mean I'm going to put out at the end of the night ”, Hope joked back to her date.

"How the hell did we afford all this ? Is the school closing down ? ”, I asked surpised

"Yeah, we were meaning to talk to you about that,"religious belief said fidgeting

"What do you intend ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tale sign of religious belief

"You see, you kinda have to ummm…pay for it ”, trust said turning a bit red

"WHAT ? ”, I barked loudly enough that headland turned.

religion backed up as I curled my clenched fist and advanced as she slunk away.

"Little help here freaky ! ”, trust implored hope

Hope stepped up between us.

"Not financially ”, Hope said soothingly putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Ohhhh on my back, that's just fucking great ”, I growled some more trying to keep my tone down.

"It's not that bad ”, Faith tried assuring

"Zip it Pippi Long-Stockings !"I snapped at her. She hated it when I called her that.

Which wasn't really reasonable and I regretted it the moment it came out. Faith could dish it out but she couldn't handle it from her booster, unknown yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a Melanerpes erythrocephalus, and her hair was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apaches and just caught all their gene in this lifetime.

"I'm sorry ”, I breathed out right away the angriness disappearing.

"It's sang-froid, I kinda had that one coming ”, she said giving me a hug.

Awesome chick.

‘ Alright, excuse how this isn't bad ”, I said now fully calm, The dance went on behind us having lost their momentary interest.

"Better yet, accompany me ”, Leslie Townes Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darken school day. It was always weird seeing this home at night. Like we were walking in another human race, that this was the crepuscule zone observation of a highschool school. No marvel so many repugnance movies are in high school at night ; it's a different world.

We came to the boiler way and let ourselves inside. Old Tyrone lived in here in an apartment in the back. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a flyspeck place, two rooms ; a bathroom and his aliveness room/bedroom/kitchen. The only windowpane being a small one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the doorway and heard him holler out"come on in lady friend"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone build of our Vice Principal. She was tied spread eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly massive peter in and out of her oral cavity. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty good figure if on the tightfitting side.

I had to let in, it had been a yr since Old Tyrone had last shoved his shaft down my throat in our"detention"sessions with vice school principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in time ladies, I was getting bored with this empty-headed cows urinate pitiful cock sucking ”, Tyron said pulling his shaft out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it a span times.

Her reaction was unbelievable though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her mouth. She had gone from being his kept woman to being his cunt. It was pretty awesome.

"organized religion, you go out and look on that door ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres nobody going to amount ”, religious belief huff indignantly

"Don't you back verbalize me daughter, you git out there on the two-fold ”, Tyrone said sternly

trust huffed but relented"Fine, whatever"

I had never seen Faith back down so quickly. But I had also never seen Tyrone act like an overbearing adult to anyone either. He was just the Sweet old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and stimulate my hand and gave it a kiss. I kinda flushed at this. This old man was a treat. Even naked he was pretending to be courtly.

"Miss Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to settle a matter of payment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

"Oh don't you worry Tyrone, I'll gladly suck you and fuck you blind for how you're treating the Dragon Lady"

All three of us laughed at this, and I began to unlace my gloves. That's when Old Tyrone stopped me.

"No no girl Charity, I wanted you to get laid that digging that money out of my retirement fund was my way of paying you for all you've done."

I looked at him curiously"For all I've done ?"

"young lady Jacob's ladder, I've been at this schooltime since it opened 45 years ago. I retire in 3 calendar month. I have seen students come and scholarly person go. Your mama went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the blistering piece I had for nearly 20 years."

That should have been creepy, but based on my sex lifetime it seemed almost predictable. So I laughed.

He continued.

"I've been here through wars and integration, through protests and way too many United States President. And it has always remained a rock in a storm. But there was also a meanness. An ugliness that stayed too"

We were rapt. This was the kernel of the school.

"My the great unwashed. colour in hoi polloi. Always been treated like glass in this town. The ira. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that have in mind old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always continue underneath despite what that cowboy in the White House says ”.

He cleared his pharynx

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, babe. It's no co-occurrence that you three found each early. I'm not talking soma and blood. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the names to find each other in this small corner of His creation."

He put his hands on my shoulder softly and looked me deep in the eye

"And you girl have saved this town. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the image of harmony.I aint seen zilch like it. People that hate each early put aside their feuds around you girls. People are lost find consolation in your smiles. Black men and white men blab about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single T. H. White on black or black on white law-breaking in this town since you three met ?"

That was the strange thing. There had been an column about how hate crime had all but evaporated for the lastly two twelvemonth in our Town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, Miss Charity. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A sparkle. Something that brings comfort. That brings felicity. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the best in everyone around you. You are called Polemonium caeruleum, and your charity of heart spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this period and his sincerity was making me feel like choking up a bit too.

"And that's why I paid for tonight outta my nest egg. That was my requital to you. Thank you girl, and God bless you !"

Old Tyrone then hugged me close and I was overwhelmed by his forgivingness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how stimulate I was. With the exception of my Momma and my sister, I had never heard how"right"I was.

I wiped back a tear as he stepped away. He then turned to Hope

"Now you girl, I don't get all this stuff and nonsense dooey dressin up like a vampire damn you do. You are the gentlest creature I have seen in years. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a indorse that Tyrone doesn't know about those range kittens you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you reckon built them that cat home"

Hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them blankets to the vets in the Park come wintertime. Some of them are my supporter. They still talk about the dark angel that brings them soup every night from Nov to December.And I see you when you go interpret to the burn mark victims from all them fancy leger you got. You see the darkness in the world so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a clean ! You give the weak, the hungry, the poor a reason to celebrate going"

He smiled at her as Hope seemed lost in what he was saying.

"In unawares little girl,"Tyrone said putting his bridge player on her articulatio humeri,"you give them Hope."

The tike girl was stunned too and sat down on a chair at the kitchen corner. This old man read us like a book and had turned to page we had never read before.

"You going to do religion cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past tears of joy

"No, my words to her need to be private ”, he said wistfully.

"O.K. amercement, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

"To hell with the cock sucking, I'm fucking him silly ”, Bob Hope mumbled still reeling.

The three of us laughed at this.

"wellspring, I aint gon na argue with a couple ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his turncock began to grow again.

I knelt know lifting up my skirt so it wouldn't get too dirty even on the carpeting and hope was beside me in a newsbreak. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an epiphany wouldn't stop an oral junkie like her.

Leslie Townes Hope and I sucked on the old inglorious man's vast tool in earnest. No, to say that would derogate it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us feel 10 feet tall, so we returned the favor. Our glossa and mouths found every column inch of his might beast. Hope would gag as she tried taking him down her throat, then I would do the same.

My make up was probably running from my oculus like a raccoon at this point in time but I couldn't kick in a SOB. Sucking this Brobdingnagian tool was my complete world. I flicked out my lingua and juggled his weighty balls whilst Hope made sick gagging speech sound as she tried shoving his prick down her throat.

"Alright, screw this, we need to get screw ”, I said pulling away.

"Me outset ”, Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the Vice Principlas expression and face the wall. She put her hands on it to stabilize herself. I walked over and flipped up her skirt. Like me, the tramp wasn't wearing panties.

"Lick it squawk, lube me up ”. Hope instructed the Dragon peeress and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping phone as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The busty goth girl would moil into her face then move away for a secondment so that the VP could breathe then grind again. After a yoke proceedings she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big dick into the girl a third his age. She groaned as his big meat penetrated her.

The Dragn noblewoman would flick her tongue up as Old Tyrone's Ball would slap against her look. Tyrone began to seriously deep hawkshaw Hope. Soon his Ball were slapping heavily up against the teenager female child ass. Gordon gave her best and flicked at her clitoris too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my skirt and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really nasty and hot about seeing grampa and the school girl. In that way I took after Hope, she liked it the nastier the better. And so did I.

He fucked her for a adept 15 minutes before he started groaning.Hope implored him to stop, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly little girl. Like the the gentleman's gentleman he was, Tyrone slowed down and pulled out.

Hope staggered over to me still wobbly in the leg and tagged out with me.

I crawled up on the bed and assumed the same berth. Tyrone was stroking his big dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by Vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to take it a dance step further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my asshole in her fount instead.

"Eat it bitch ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not want that. I had no intent on getting laid or anal retentive tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big movement earlier ( yeah, you needed to bed that ) but I was definitely not impudent as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her head away.

"I said eat it ! ! ! ! ”, I barked and sat on her face.

And by sat on her face, I mean sat on her cheek. I put my trunk weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big beat buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 sec before I squatted up.

"Eat it bitch, or I see if you can go 4 instant"

That did it. I felt the Nazi bitch's tongue slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by girls, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the char who made my life hell eat out my awful ass was even better.

I had her clapper probe my voider for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and shin but then I would start to lower my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and easy enough, I turned around, still squatting on her look. This time she got my pussy.

Hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my baseball glove were too tricky so I bit through the lacing and yanked them off. Well there goes a hundred vaulting horse. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a giant cock was worth the Mary Leontyne Price of admission.

Tyrone tongue on his cock and nasty bitch Leslie Townes Hope spit on my motherfucker and we were off to the races. Tyrone pushed that fat matter in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was immense. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide-eyed. I bit my lip to arrest from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his dick for more lube and so would Hope, eventually I had half his dick up my ass and I didn't think it would go any further. Luckily neither did her, so he just fucked my ass for all that he could get in at this point.

He started slow and built up a tempo. Every poking seemed to stretch me wider and push me more into the bed. trade good thing Gordon was there to lick my clitoris or I thought I might overtake out. Soon Tyrone had a steadfast secure round pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this monster tore me apart but it was worth it. Combined with the clit licking and sucking, my nerves being stretched in my ass I was soon cumming up a storm.I whimpered through each one of them as this dirty old disgraceful man fucked my hit tight teenage ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a upright twenty instant as I came two Sir Thomas More times from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pick up the pace. He was going to bollix up soon.

"No, no, wait ”, I said being my good turn not wanting to completely bankrupt my super-dress,"pull out, get out out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Christ, it was like giving birth to an oak tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious stool softeners from the pharmacy ( you did want all the foul contingent ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Bob Hope followed courtship on the other. I think the nazi Bitch was just happy we weren't suffocating her in cunt any Thomas More and made soft mewing sounds.

"Cum on her faces ”, Hope said getting the mite

"And our tits"I said pulling the top down and letting the mighty bazonga sister free.

Leslie Townes Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big nitty-gritty in our III of faces. We opened our oral fissure all-embracing and wiggled our natural language. I squeezed my knocker as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of prime nighttime meat.

Tyrone let out a huge groan and white-hot volleys of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after spirt came out and we waved across like a firehose. Most of what I got went on my cheek and chin and between my dummy. Hope got some in her mouth. Gordon got up her pry, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his cock smelling of my nasty ass into the Dragon madam's sass. He really shoved in and made her clean his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

I got up and decided it should be time to plump for to the dance, we had been gone for just over half an hour at this point. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. promise wiped her cum off and licked my human face clean. But the cum had already dribbled down my boobs and there was a cumstain resting between my cleavage.

"They'll think it's sweat ”, Leslie Townes Hope assured me.

"I hope so ”, I going into his bathroom and looking in the mirror.

Yup. Racoon eyes. Smeared lipstick, mussed hair. A mess.

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my draw up off my fount in a few seconds since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and buttocks. There, now I looked like Texas girl. Wild gear up, and boobs as big as the body politic. And Hope was right the stain wasn't too bad.

I wandered back and Tyrone was zipping up and three a mantle over Gordon, who still had gobs of sticky cum clinging to her face. No clean up for her. Good.

"Could you two send in faith on your way out, I need to talk to her ”, he said sitting down

"umm okeh"I said sharing a glance with Hope.

No sex or even a blowjob ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his dick in religion even once. During all our"detention"when it was Faith's turn to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the student residence outside the boiler room and Faith was smoking a joint tendency against the wall. Shit, nowadays we'd telephone call her"a chronic"

"Took sufficiency meter"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there till dawn"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her joint,"now go in, he wants to babble out to you"

"lecture to me ?"trust asked,"Is that code for assfuck"

"it was for me, but I don't think so for you ”, I joked,"Now get in there

"Yeah yeah"she said wandering into the steam boiler room.

hope and I were out there a good one-half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the reefer in minutes. I was almost tempted to charter off back to the dance, it would be getting close to declaring the Prom mogul and faggot and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to sacrifice up trust walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked worried

"Don't happy chance on me Apache ”, promise pleaded

"I'm good, I'm good ”, Faith said wiping a shoot down away.

"Shit, you don't tone okay ? ”, Hope understated.

"No seriously I'm good, actually, I'm fucking wondrous ”, she said wiping a teardrop away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. Hades, she even laughed.

"Yeah, he said something pretty intense stuff to us too, what did he tell you"

"Oh my god, I don't make love how to say it ”, she said looking up trying to still down.

religion was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three times in the entire time I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my window after her drunk ass dad took the belt to her. But nix like this. Never anything like this.

"well, what was it ”, Hope inquired desperately.

Faith took a deep breath, wooshed it out of her.

"Tyrone is…hmm…Tyrone…Tyrone is………………………my dad"

We just stood there staring blankly at her.

"Did you just say…"I said breaking the silence.

"Yeah, Old Man Tyone..is my Church Father"

"Holy shit ”, Hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, Faith laughed.

Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at first between religion and Tyrone as the old man hummed and hawed until he just came out with it.

He told her the account or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a roll in the hay about airstream, but her parents susre did. They met by chance event one night and it was love at first hatful.

It was a ill-starred romance from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was black. Lone-Star State was still reeling from the 60's and it would ask it till now to finally catch up with a black man being treated with deference. But that didn't stop the dear birds.

In just a few months she was pregnant with his child and couldn't hide it anymore from her family. She was going to go to college all disbursal paid if she just terminated the baby and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to populate the rest of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her make up her life though, despite how a good deal he loved her. And even with his strong baptist roots he implored her to get an abortion and leave a bore old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

Then one Night, Margo's brothers and dad found Tyrone and beat him within inch of his life. They said they'd kill him if he ever put his"nigger"hands on their babe again. Margo found out and said she'd run away with him.

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be free, or how that child could spring up up in anything but awe and a menage lost from her.

So he broke up with Margo.

She still loved him and she loved him back, but they knew that could never be together.

Margo gave birth to a baby female child she called trust in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day get the better of its hatred and its bigotry and finally go for love.

She couldn't advance a nipper alone and soon had to steady down for a man that was willing to consume"broken goods"as her redneck mob called her. That was religion's"dad"she had known all her life.

trust had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting more of her mother traits than her dad. She had his curly whisker that was for indisputable. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making Sir Thomas More sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his sailors mouth and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always have intercourse she wasn't his girl and only knew a black man was her Padre. So he hated all ignominious men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another child. And when she passed he took his anger out on Faith, who fought back

religion had always know Tyrone since she was a slight girl, but he always thought of him as her mother friend. He would often pick her up from school day. Always sent her Christmas Day presents every year.

Hell she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connections all over town and always convinced the sheriff to calculate the other way when it came to her pot dealing and underage drinking.

When Faith's female parent had died from drinking herself to death over heartache, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his household home and moved into the schooling just so he could buy the plot of landed estate and the drone she lived in. The rent religious belief paid every calendar month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his full life. Stopping fight, pulling favours, keeping a cap over her headspring and always being her undercover Saint Nicholas and"champion"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

He had done more for her from the shadows then that sottish racist did for her his full life.

Faith had rolled up another joint as she told this tale and we smoked it and finished it silence in the hall.

"Wow, your dad ”, was all I could say

"I know right, fucking baffle"Faith just smiled

"So what are you going to do ? ”, Bob Hope said rubbing the redheads shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to be intimate him ”, Faith smiled

There was a public security to her now. She didn't doubt a word of is fib. She said Tyrone told her affair about her liveliness and her female parent that only she knew. There was no doubt ; he was her father.

"What an amazing nighttime ”, I shook my head.

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one more thing ”, religion said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

religious belief wrapped her subdivision around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the unspoiled friend a redneck girl could ever feature"


I cried like a infant when she told me this.

"Come here freak girl, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, faith said through crying or her own extending her arm to Bob Hope

Hope ran up and joined our circle of joy and tears.

C. H. Best nighttime ever.

organized religion. hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

We eventually broke our hug and laughed and tried straightening up.

"diddley, we better get back to the dance ”, organized religion said getting back into her tough chick modus operandi

"Yeah, Id hatred to miss the opportunity to scrape at Angie Brollet's foot ”, Hope snorted.

"Fucking beef ”, was my retort.

We shared another laughter and walked arm and down the manor hall. Me flanked on either side by my baby

"Ya know, I think I'm gon na omit this place"Faith sighed as neared the gym.

The gym door flew open up and our old pothead pixie acquaintance Flower popped out in a tie died sundress.

"Whoa, like there you are, freaky ”, she said coming to a halt.

"Yes Flower, we're here ”, I said smiling

"Like you've got ta come now, they're about to herald like the King of the school"

"The prom mogul, blossom"Hope said gently

"Yeah, far out, that's it ”, she smiled

"We'll be right there, Flower ”, I smiled trying to suppress a giggle

peak flashed as the peace preindication and went back in, after walking into the doorway first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to miss her ”, Faith chuckled.

"Somehow I dont think that's the last we've seen of her,"I said almost feeling a touch of foreshadowing.

"Great, as if one pothead isn't enough ”, Bob Hope quirked

"Shut up freak girlfriend ”, Faith snarked back

"erotic love you"the tike teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the head teacher got ready to herald the Prom business leader

"And the course of instruction of 1990's prom Martin Luther King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the newspaper publisher,"Chet Baker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the King. Damn rightfield he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the slaughter of the cowman he led made him a shoe in. We still gave him screaming cheers ! ! !

Then one of the Persian band guys gave a barrel curl

"And the class of 1990's Prom Queen is……………………. Charity Robert Tyre Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


religion and Hope went bollock jumping up and down on either side of me. They shook me so hard I nearly popped out of the bodice.

Faith shoved me forward to the microscope stage. I was in a trance. This night was getting unreal.

A note that grounded me to reality was the squeeze facial expression on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was rattling

I smiled and walked up the steps onto the phase. The tiara was put on my head. A big boquet of rosebush handed to me. Chet had to act my weapon system around to fit the sash over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

Chet stepped up and said..I don't know..something. I was still lost.

faith and promise were screaming the full time through getting nifty laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a mortal quiet.

Oh right hand. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go mountain lion"

What a stirring speech.

Faith and Leslie Townes Hope loved it though. I even saw them kiss in the crew. What nutbars.

The floor was cleared for our terpsichore as the prom world-beater and Queen.

It was so wizardly. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my script. My god, he was so well-favoured.

Then he snapped his finger. A gravy mike came down on a wire from the rafter and settled between us. A limelight also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

Oh my god ! Oh my god ! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod ! ! ! !

"From the first day I met you two twelvemonth ago on the discipline behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smile lit up my pump and I was lost in you in a split second"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love with you from the moment I saw you. You've been with me in all the estimable fourth dimension and the bad fourth dimension. With me in my licking and our victories"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've become a warm person because of you. A better person. And I cant think of not spending the eternal sleep of my life history without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the closed chain from his pocket which he presented to me.

"brotherly love Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William bread maker, I will marry you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the ring on my finger.

The place went wild. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The band began to play



Chet stood up and gave me one of the enceinte kisses any girl ever had in the history of the world.


Best.

Night.

Ever .