charity Jones here again.

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

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

The final week of high school. Here it was.

A bunch of exams and lots of study time. The school day became a touch town to the pupil that did show up to entomb their head word in books. I even went to school to analyse just to obviate the pleasures of the bod that might bechance me at home in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was alum on that terminal Friday.

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

The three of us ; my romp best Quaker trust and well-endowed peasant pal promise wanted to go up and blink the crowd when we got our sheepskin. We even made surely we were sodding 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.

Hope was, to no one's surprise, the class Valedictorian. Yes, I was Miss ace popular family chairman and cheerleader headwaiter. But Hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad genius under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too officious reflecting on this moment. How proud I was of my ally. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite boarding school fille who wouldn't dare talk of the town to such lusus naturae like her and religious belief, but now I couldn't imagine any other place on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting clinch and sad goodness good-bye by some multitude who weren't coming to the promenade tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six months she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my warmness, now I was sad to see her go.

momma was so lofty 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 girl I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first woman in our bloodline to graduate richly school in three coevals. Plus, I was going to university next class.

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

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


We didn't party hearty that nighttime as I had to go over final item for the following night.

prom Night.

This was it. The death Night of my being a richly schoolhouse girl. The night many adult female never get over, or never stop regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian night. Partly my salutation to our boy out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a chance to pin a corsage to a girl. nearly were just trying to make sure they didn't come home in a bag.

With my wild agenda I had passed on nigh of the net inside information to Faith and Hope during those final two calendar week. And now it was all coming to fruition.

momma spared no expense on my clothes either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra Club to pay for it. It was a root of pride for her that I was the only teen in the county that was going to her prom in hand tailored designer dress.

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

mamma even gave me her golden heart 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 mommy before her. inside was the two of us. I still wear it to this day.

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my grad nowadays. They were worth a fortune. I still have them and bring them out for fondness social function over 20 years later.

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

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut bleak tuxedo that filled showed the clear sharpness of his muscular frame. For the for the first time time since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to fuck him. But I decided he had to still wait.

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

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

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

I howled at this.

We played kissy brass delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my dress and fuzz done to the nine ( thanks to Patti, for spunk rock-and-roll lesbian she sure knew how to arrive at a lady friend pretty ) and couldn't preserve his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost roiled, but he had his reasons as I would expose at the end of the night.

The school gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 nighttime, it was breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting dune hills that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely indorse drop. Alexander Graham Bell and wind chimes giving the touch of the exotic. The slug table was taken over by samovar's serving punch. Full metal dinner trays with exotic meats and fruits.

Even the band was Persian. They played top 40 on regular equipment, then out came the sitars and flutes for traditional Arabian music

This must have cost a chance. I didn't remember authorizing any of this ! It should get been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in tacky sheik costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the Hell did this ejaculate from ?

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

But for me, the veridical prize were my right friends Faith and Hope

religion was eternally single and Hope swore to never bonk 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 former's date.

Hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was wanton and wild to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through caul over her human face in a tarty Arab style.

religious belief on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. O.K., at least the top of it was. She wore a midget contraband dame to match her sharp blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnet and black shag me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Leslie Townes Hope came in with her hand resting on the red-header arm. It was incredible and every read/write head turned to them. They even slow danced with each other, Faith of path taking the lead. You have to think of this simply didn't happen in TX twenty eld ago, this was going to be the public lecture of the town for months.

Despite all their bickering and fight, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each other. They were the number 1 ones to come running to maintain the other. 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 amazing ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, religious belief joked,"junky girl here has to shape it"

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

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

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

"What do you imply ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tarradiddle preindication of faith

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

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

trust backed up as I curled my fists and advanced as she slunk away.

"Little service here outlandish ! ”, religious belief implored Bob Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my backrest, that's just fucking great ”, I growled some more trying to keep my timbre 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 fair and I regretted it the moment it came out. organized religion could dish it out but she couldn't handle it from her friends, unknown yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redheaded woodpecker, and her hair was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apaches and just caught all their genes in this lifetime.

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

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

Awesome chick.

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

"better yet, comply me ”, Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the entrance hall of the darkened school. It was always eldritch seeing this place at nighttime. Like we were walking in another earth, that this was the Twilight zona reflection of a mellow school. No admiration so many repulsion moving picture are in high gear schools at dark ; it's a different world.

We came to the kettle elbow room and let ourselves inside. Old Tyrone lived in here in an flat in the dorsum. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a tiny blank space, two way ; a bathroom and his support room/bedroom/kitchen. The only window being a low one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the door and heard him predict out"Come on in girls"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone form of our frailty lead. She was tied spread eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly massive dick in and out of her mouth. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty good figure if on the weedy side.

I had to admit, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had last shoved his dick down my pharynx in our"custody"sessions with Vice Principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in fourth dimension ladies, I was getting bored with this silly cows piss pathetic blowjob ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her mouthpiece and smacking her across the side with it a couple times.

Her reaction was incredible though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her mouth. She had gone from being his schoolma'am to being his gripe. It was pretty awesome.

"Faith, you go out and watch over that door ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres cypher going to follow ”, religion seeing red indignantly

"Don't you back blab out me girl, you git out there on the double ”, Tyrone said sternly

faith 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 shook my script and gave it a candy 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 baseball glove. That's when Old Tyrone stopped me.

"No no young lady Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I wanted you to recognise that digging that money out of my retirement investment trust 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 school day since it opened 45 yr ago. I retire in 3 month. I have seen pupil come and scholar go. Your mammy went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest piece I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through state of war and integration, through protests and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a rock in a violent storm. But there was also a tightfistedness. An nefariousness that stayed too"

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

"My people. slanted people. Always been treated like Methedrine in this town. The ire. The figting…. The erotic love lost ”, he said looking away the doorway for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that mean old kick on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always stay underneath despite what that cowpoke in the White House says ”.

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no happenstance that you three found each other. I'm not talking flesh and stemma. The Lord made your mamma and Poppa give you the names to find each other in this small corner of His creation."

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

"And you girls have saved this town. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the figure of harmony.I aint seen nothing like it. the great unwashed that hate each former put aside their feuds around you girls. the great unwashed are lost find quilt in your smiles. Black men and white men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one individual white on black-market or opprobrious on white crime in this town since you three met ?"

That was the strangest thing. There had been an column about how hate law-breaking had all but evaporated for the finally two years 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 visible radiation. Something that brings comfort. That brings felicity. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the right in everyone around you. You are called Charity, and your charity of heart spreads out to everyone around you"

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

"And that's why I paid for tonight outta my nest egg. That was my payment 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 charge I was. With the elision of my Momma and my baby, I had never heard how"good"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 poppycock dooey dressin up like a lamia diddley you do. You are the gentlest creature I have seen in year. The sweetest and the genial. Don't you think for a instant that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kittens you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you recollect 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 ex-serviceman in the park come winter. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the dark angel that brings them soup every night from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn victim from all them fancy books you got. You see the dark in the human race so you pretend to be glowering too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the weakly, the hungry, the poor a reason to keep going"

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

"In little daughter,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her shoulder,"you give them Hope."

The goth girl was stunned too and sat down on a hot seat at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a book and had turned to Thomas Nelson Page we had never read before.

"You going to take a shit Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past tears of joy

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

"Okay fine, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

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

The three of us laughed at this.

"Well, I aint gon na argue with a couple ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his cock began to get again.

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

hope and I sucked on the old black man's Brobdingnagian cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his member. He had made us find 10 groundwork grandiloquent, so we returned the party favour. Our natural language and back talk found every 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 eyes like a racoon at this compass point but I couldn't give a poop. Sucking this Brobdingnagian dick was my complete humans. I flicked out my lingua and juggled his profound ball whilst Hope made sick gagging sounds as she tried shoving his hammer down her throat.

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

"Me first-class honours degree ”, promise said jumping up and heading to the bed.

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

"slug it bitch, lube me up ”. Hope instructed the Dragon Lady and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping speech sound as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The busty goth girl would fag into her case then move away for a second so that the VP could rest then dig again. After a couple minutes she signalled she was ready.

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

The Dragn Lady would leaf her knife up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her case. Tyrone began to seriously trench dick promise. Soon his glob were slapping heavily up against the teen girls ass. Gordon gave her right and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my chick and fingered my ego as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really tight and hot about seeing grampa and the school young woman. In that way I took after Bob Hope, she liked it the filthy the better. And so did I.

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

Bob 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 position. Tyrone was stroking his big dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by frailty Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to take it a step further.

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

"Eat it bitch ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not desire that. I had no intent on getting laid or anal tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big movement earlier ( yeah, you needed to acknowledge that ) but I was definitely not fresh 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 font, I mean sat on her fount. I put my torso weighting on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 instant before I squatted up.

"Eat it squawk, or I see if you can go 4 minutes"

That did it. I felt the Nazi squawk's glossa slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by little girl, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the cleaning lady who made my life sentence the pits eat out my nasty ass was even better.

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

hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my boxing 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 monster rooster was worth the toll of admission.

Tyrone saliva on his dick and nasty bitch Hope spit on my asshole and we were off to the races. Tyrone pushed that fat matter in my back entrance ever so slowly. God it was huge. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to stop from whimpering.

Tyrone would patter on his prick for to a greater extent lubricator and so would Hope, eventually I had half his cock 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 slowly and built up a tempo. Every push seemed to stretch me wider and tug me more into the bed. in effect thing Gordon was there to bat my clitoris or I thought I might pass out. Soon Tyrone had a stiff strong meter 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 deserving it. Combined with the button whacking 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 nigrify man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good twenty minute of arc as I came two More multiplication from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pick up the step. He was going to blow soon.

"No, no, hold off ”, I said being my turn of events not wanting to completely ruin my super-dress,"pull out, deplume out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Savior, it was like giving nascence to an oak tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking dangerous stool softeners from the pharmacy ( you did require all the nasty item ).


I laid down on slope of Gordon and Leslie Townes Hope followed cause on the early. I think the German Nazi beef was just sword lily we weren't suffocating her in cunt any more and made flabby mewing sounds.

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

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

Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big meat in our triple of faces. We opened our mouth extensive and wiggled our lingua. I squeezed my pap as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food for thought of prime dark meat.

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

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his pecker smelling of my filthy ass into the tartar Lady's lip. He really shoved in and made her cleanse his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just further her.

I got up and decided it should be time to bet on to the terpsichore, we had been gone for just over half an 60 minutes at this head. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. promise wiped her cum off and licked my face clean and jerk. 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 lip rouge, mussed hair. A mess.

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the residue of my make up off my face in a few seconds since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and derriere. There, now I looked like Texas young lady. state of nature ready, and knocker as big as the land. And Hope was right the grunge wasn't too bad.

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

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

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

No sex or even a cock sucking ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his dick in Faith even once. During all our"detentions"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 residence outside the boiler room and organized religion was smoking a joint leaning against the wall. darn, nowadays we'd outcry her"a continuing"

"Took enough time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there money box morning"

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

"Talk to me ?"Faith asked,"Is that computer 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.

Leslie Townes Hope and I were out there a proficient half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in minutes. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting close to declaring the Prom mogul and world-beater and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to give up Faith walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

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

"Don't break on me apache ”, promise pleaded

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

"Irish bull, you don't look okay ? ”, Hope understated.

"No seriously I'm good, actually, I'm fucking fantastic ”, she said wiping a tear away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. infernal region, she even laughed.

"Yeah, he said something pretty vivid material to us too, what did he state you"

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

Faith 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 cipher like this. Never anything like this.

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

Faith took a deep intimation, 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 forefather"

"Holy shit ”, promise said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, Faith laughed.

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

He told her the level or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the gens of Margo who had come to town some twenty eld back. She didn't give a fuck about race, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one Nox and it was hump at first sight.

It was a doomed Romance from the starting. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was lily-white and he was inkiness. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would take it till now to finally catch up with a black man being treated with respect. But that didn't stop the lovemaking 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 disbursement paid if she just terminated the baby and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to live the remainder of her life-time with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her give up her life though, despite how practically he loved her. And even with his unassailable baptist ascendant he implored her to get an abortion and bury a fatigue 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 in of his spirit. They said they'd pop him if he ever put his"nigger"hired man on their sister again. Margo found out and said she'd run away with him.

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be rid, or how that fry could raise up in anything but reverence and a family 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 nativity to a babe girlfriend she called Faith in remberance of the organized religion that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overcome its hatred and its dogmatism and finally accept love.

She couldn't call down a child alone and soon had to fall for a man that was willing to take"broken goods"as her cracker family called her. That was Faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

religious belief had that prematurely tan hide somehow getting Sir Thomas More of her mothers traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making more than sensory faculty now. She also had her dad's ambling pace, his straw hat backtalk and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always have it off she wasn't his daughter and only knew a black man was her father. So he hated all black men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another baby. And when she passed he took his wrath out on Faith, who fought back

Faith had always know Tyrone since she was a niggling missy, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often clean her up from school. Always sent her Noel present tense 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 look the early way when it came to her pot dealings and underage drinking.

When Faith's female parent had died from drinking herself to death over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his class home and moved into the school just so he could buy the plot of land and the trailer she lived in. The rent faith paid every calendar month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life story. Stopping fights, pulling favours, keeping a cap over her principal and always being her secret Santa and"supporter"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

He had done more for her from the shadow then that drunken racist did for her his entire life.

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

"Wow, your dad ”, was all I could say

"I know right, fucking amazing"Faith just smiled

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

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to know him ”, religious belief smiled

There was a peacefulness to her now. She didn't doubt a word of is level. She said Tyrone told her affair about her life and her mother that only she knew. There was no dubiety ; he was her father.

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

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one Sir Thomas More thing ”, Faith said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

organized religion wrapped her branch around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the best acquaintance a redneck daughter could ever birth"


I cried like a infant when she told me this.

"seed here freak girl, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, Faith said through tears or her own extending her arm to Hope

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

Best nighttime ever.

faith. Hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

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

"Shit, we better get back to the dance ”, religious belief said getting back into her tough biddy routine

"Yeah, Id hate to miss the chance to scrape at Angie Brollet's substructure ”, Hope snorted.

"Fucking bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another jape and walked arm and down the antechamber. Me flanked on either side of meat by my sisters

"Ya know, I think I'm gon na miss this property"trust sighed as neared the gym.

The gym door flew open and our old pothead pixie booster heyday 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 denote like the King of the School"

"The promenade King, peak"Hope said gently

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

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

Flower flashed as the peace sign and went back in, after walking into the threshold first.

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

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

"Great, as if one pothead isn't sufficiency ”, hope quirked

"Shut up freak miss ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the goth teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the dealer got ready to announce the promenade King

"And the social class of 1990's Prom King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the newspaper,"Chet bread maker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the Billie Jean Moffitt King. red cent right field he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the drubbing of the puncher he led made him a skid in. We still gave him screaming cheer ! ! !

Then one of the Farsi stripe guys gave a drum roll

"And the class of 1990's Prom Queen is……………………. Greek valerian Casey Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and promise went nuts jumping up and down on either face of me. They shook me so hard I nearly popped out of the bodice.

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

A bank note that grounded me to world was the crushed smell on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the stairs onto the point. The tiara was put on my principal. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to actuate my coat of arms around to fit the waistcloth over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

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

Faith and Hope were screaming the entire time through getting great laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go catamount"

What a stirring speech.

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

The floor was cleared for our terpsichore as the prom mogul and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my hands. My god, he was so bounteous.

Then he snapped his digit. A windfall mike came down on a wire from the rafters and settled between us. A spotlight 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 years ago on the theatre of operations behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smiling lit up my nerve and I was lost in you in a split second"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love with you from the import I saw you. You've been with me in all the good multiplication and the bad times. With me in my licking and our victories"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've go a substantial person because of you. A secure someone. And I cant think of not spending the relaxation of my lifespan without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the gang from his pouch which he presented to me.

"charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

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

He slipped the ringing on my finger.

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



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


Best.

night.

Ever .