Charity Mary Harris Jones here again.

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

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

The concluding hebdomad of high shoal. Here it was.

A bunch of exam and hatful of field time. The school became a spook townsfolk to the pupil that did show up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to study just to avoid the pleasance of the flesh that might befall me at home base in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that terminal Friday.

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

The three of us ; my tomboy proficient Friend faith and sonsy churl pal Hope wanted to go up and winkle the gang when we got our sheepskin. We even made sure we were stark naked under our nightie. 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 surprisal, the class Valedictorian. Yes, I was leave out super popular stratum president and cheerleader police captain. But Hope was a freaking arugula scientist mad genius under her oral fixation.

I cant call back what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busybodied reflecting on this moment. How majestic I was of my friend. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite boarding schooltime girl who wouldn't daring talk to such freaks like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other piazza on ground 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 salutary byes by some citizenry who weren't coming to the promenade tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six calendar month she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

mama was so proud of me she was crying. She had come in her Billy Sunday decent 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 outset cleaning lady in our bloodline to graduate high schooling in three genesis. Plus, I was going to university adjacent year.

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

"I had the salutary good example ”, I hugged her back.


We didn't political party hearty that night as I had to go over final details for the abide by night.

Prom Night.

This was it. The finally night of my being a high gear school 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 military greeting 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. most were just trying to wee sure they didn't come plate in a bag.

With my crazy docket I had passed on most of the final details to organized religion and Leslie Townes Hope during those shoemaker's last two weeks. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mammy spared no expense on my dress either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra baseball club to pay for it. It was a generator of pride for her that I was the only if adolescent in the county that was going to her prom in hand tailored intriguer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a white velvet inlay. Blue ermine cuts in the skirt. I was the sultry American sword lily. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in whitened leather.

Momma 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 Momma before her. interior was the two of us. I still wear it to this day.

Marcus even bough me rhomb earrings as my grad present. They were worth a destiny. I still have them and bring them out for fancy occasions over 20 years later.

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

God he was so well-favored. A perfectly cut black tuxedo that filled showed the exonerate edges of his mesomorphic skeletal system. For the first 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 corsage delicately to me, his manus were shaking and my boobs were such a big target in the low cut dress I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. Momma gushed some more and Marcus snapped some impression of us together before scooting us out.

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

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

I howled at this.

We played kissy font delicately while St. George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my dress and hair done to the IX ( thanks to Patti, for goon rock lesbian she for certain knew how to draw a girl pretty ) and couldn't hold back his eye of my cleavage. He didn't like the boxing glove, I was almost miffed, but he had his reason as I would let out at the end of the night.

The schooling gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nox, it was breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting dune hills that seemed to be just in the aloofness but were merely back drop cloth. Bells and thread chimes giving the speck of the exotic. The clout table was taken over by samovar's serving puncher. full moon metal dinner trays with exotic meats and fruits.

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

This must let cost a lot. I didn't recollect authorizing any of this ! It should have been bum cut outs, the guide in flash sheik costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the the pits did this seminal fluid from ?

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

But for me, the very prize were my best acquaintance Faith and Bob Hope

faith was eternally single and Hope swore to never love another man again ( What a tyke ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's dance. They weren't even going to descend until I begged and pleaded for days and they finally broke down.

They came as each early's date.

promise was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was loose and wild to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through veil over her side in a tarty Arabian style.

Faith on the former hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at to the lowest degree the top of it was. She wore a petite Black skirt to touch her precipitous sport coat and bow tie. Topped off with fishnet and black fuck me heels.

faith was the"boy"and hope came in with her script resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every head turned to them. They even slacken danced with each other, religion of course taking the lead. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in TX twenty years ago, this was going to be the 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 first one to make out running to maintain the early. My Henry Clay 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 awe-inspiring ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, Faith joked,"nut girl here has to bring it"

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

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

"Yeah, we were meaning to spill the beans to you about that,"Faith said fidgeting

"What do you have in mind ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tale sign of organized religion

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

"WHAT ? ”, I barked loudly plenty that mind turned.

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

"Little avail here freakish ! ”, Faith implored Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

"Not financially ”, Hope said soothingly putting her hand 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 ”, organized religion 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. Faith could serve up it out but she couldn't do by it from her friends, alien yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a Melanerpes erythrocephalus, and her pilus was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apache and just caught all their gene in this lifetime.

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

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

Awesome chick.

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

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

We exited the gym and wandered down the Hall of the darkened shoal. It was always weird seeing this post at night. Like we were walking in another macrocosm, that this was the Twilight Zone manifestation of a heights schoolhouse. No wonderment so many revulsion movies are in high school day at night ; it's a different world.

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

We knocked on the door and heard him yell out"come on in lady friend"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone form of our Vice star. She was tied ranch eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly monolithic dick in and out of her mouth. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty secure conformation if on the skinny side.

I had to admit, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had stopping point shoved his gumshoe down my throat in our"hold"sessions with frailty 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 make water poor blowjob ”, Tyron said pulling his prick out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

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

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

"What ? Theres cypher going to come ”, Faith miff indignantly

"Don't you back talk me young lady, 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 mellisonant old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and shook 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.

"misfire Jacob's ladder, I asked you here because I wanted to make up a matter of requital 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 gentlewoman"

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

"No no Miss Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I wanted you to bonk that digging that money out of my retreat fund was my way of paying you for all you've done."

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

"girl Jacob's ladder, I've been at this schooltime since it opened 45 eld ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen students come and students go. Your ma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the raging spell I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

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

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

"My hoi polloi. slanted people. Always been treated like trash in this townsfolk. The angriness. The figting…. The love life lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

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

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sister. It's no happenstance that you three found each other. I'm not talking build and pedigree. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the public figure to find each former in this small turning point of His creation."

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

"And you miss have saved this townsfolk. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the image of harmony.I aint seen nothing like it. hoi polloi that hate each former put aside their feuds around you girls. People are lost find comfort in your smiles. blackamoor men and white men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one I livid on dim or black on blank crime in this town since you three met ?"

That was the strangest affair. There had been an editorial about how hate crime had all but evaporated for the finale two years in our town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, fille Charity. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A light. Something that brings comfort. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the best in everyone around you. You are called Charity, and your brotherly love of heart spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this point in time and his earnestness was making me feel like choking up a bit too.

"And that's why I paid for tonight outta my cuddle 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 stir I was. With the elision of my Momma and my sis, I had never heard how"ripe"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 hooey dooey dressin up like a vampire poop you do. You are the gentlest creature I have seen in age. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a sec that Tyrone doesn't know about those isolated kitty you've been raising behind the workshop classes. Who the heck did you remember 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 cover to the vet in the Park come winter. Some of them are my Quaker. They still talk about the dark angel that brings them soup every night from Nov to December.And I see you when you go read to the suntan dupe from all them fancy Good Book you got. You see the darkness in the world so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a lighter ! You give the weak, the hungry, the pitiful a understanding to keep going"

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

"In curt girl,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her articulatio humeri,"you give them Hope."

The goth female child was stunned too and sat down on a chair at the kitchen corner. This old man read us like a leger and had turned to pages we had never read before.

"You going to make Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past tense tears of joy

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

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

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

The three of us laughed at this.

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

I knelt know lifting up my skirt so it wouldn't get too grime even on the carpet and Hope was beside me in a split second. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an Epiphany wouldn't stop an oral addict like her.

Leslie Townes Hope and I sucked on the old black man's huge prick in earnest. No, to say that would derogate it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us feel 10 substructure tall, so we returned the favour. Our lingua and mouths found every in of his might beast. promise would gag as she tried taking him down her throat, then I would do the same.

My make up was probably running from my heart like a racoon at this item but I couldn't pass a diddly-shit. Sucking this huge dick was my complete world. I flicked out my glossa and juggled his heavy Ball whilst Hope made sick gagging sounds as she tried shoving his cock down her throat.

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

"Me maiden ”, Leslie Townes Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

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

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

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sounds as she obediently licked out hope cooze. The buxom tyke girl would grind into her font then move away for a 2d so that the VP could take a breather then grind again. After a couple minutes she signalled she was ready.

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

The Dragn Lady would flick her tongue up as Old Tyrone's ballock would slap against her nerve. Tyrone began to seriously deep pecker Bob Hope. Soon his orchis were slapping heavily up against the stripling girls ass. Gordon gave her best and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my skirt and fingered my ego 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 smutty the better. And so did I.

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

promise 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 vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to study it a step further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my bastard in her face 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 hump that ) but I was definitely not smart 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 typeface. I put my body weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 arcsecond before I squatted up.

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

That did it. I felt the nazi kick's knife slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by girls, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my life Hell eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her tongue probe my shitter for a good4 or 5 min. She would gag and scramble 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 brass. This time she got my pussy.

promise flipped up my apparel and held it up. I tried getting grip against the wall, but my gloves were too slippery so I bit through the laces and yanked them off. Well there goes a one hundred bucks. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a goliath cock was worth the price of admission.

Tyrone spittle on his dick and nasty bitch Hope spit on my motherfucker and we were off to the raceway. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my backdoor 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 spatter on his dick for more lube and so would Hope, eventually I had half his hawkshaw 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 obtuse and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me blanket and push me more into the bed. Good thing Gordon was there to thrash my clit or I thought I might fade out. Soon Tyrone had a steady solid beat 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 drubbing and sucking, my spunk being stretched in my ass I was soon cumming up a storm.I whimpered through each one of them as this dirty old pitch-dark man fucked my hit tight teenaged ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good twenty minutes as I came two more times from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pick up the stride. He was going to tout soon.

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

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. christ, it was like giving parturition to an oak tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking grave faeces softeners from the chemist's shop ( you did need all the nasty details ).


I laid down on English of Gordon and Hope followed courtship on the other. I think the nazi Bitch was just glad we weren't suffocating her in cunt any more and made cushy mewing sounds.

"Cum on her faces ”, Bob Hope said getting the hint

"And our mammilla"I said pulling the top Down and letting the mighty bazonga Sister free.

Hope did the like and soon Tyrone was stroking his big meat in our trio of faces. We opened our backtalk wide of the mark and wiggled our glossa. I squeezed my breast as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of prime dreary meat.

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

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his putz smelling of my nasty ass into the Draco Lady's oral fissure. He really shoved in and made her clear his prick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

I got up and decided it should be clip to back 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. Hope 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 ”, Hope assured me.

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

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

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the respite of my make up off my face in a few seconds since one-half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed tress and buns. There, now I looked like Texas girlfriend. natural state gear up, and tit as big as the commonwealth. 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 slews of sticky cum clinging to her boldness. No sporting 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 okay"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 cock in Faith even once. During all our"detentions"when it was religious belief's turning to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the hall outside the boiler elbow room and trust was smoking a junction lean against the wall. diddly-shit, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

"Took adequate time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there cashbox sunup"

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

"talking to me ?"religion 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 boiler room.

Hope and I were out there a good half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the reefer in mo. I was almost tempted to rent off back to the terpsichore, it would be getting fold to declaring the promenade King and fag and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to generate up religion walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked disquieted

"Don't disruption on me Apache ”, Leslie Townes Hope pleaded

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

"Shit, you don't expression 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. Hell, she even laughed.

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

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

Faith was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three clip in the intact 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 ammunition to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

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

Faith took a deeply breather, 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 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 Faith and Tyrone as the old man hummed and hawed until he just came out with it.

He told her the narrative or how he met this lovely redheaded adult female by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a fuck about race, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one night and it was love at initiative vision.

It was a destine love affair from the starting line. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was Elwyn Brooks White and he was Joseph Black. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would take it till now to finally catch up with a pitch blackness man being treated with respect. But that didn't stop the making love birds.

In just a few month she was pregnant with his small fry and couldn't skin it anymore from her kinfolk. 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 live on the rest of her life history with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her generate up her life though, despite how much he loved her. And even with his strong baptist roots he implored her to get an abortion and draw a blank a tire out 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 inches of his life. They said they'd kill him if he ever put his"nigger"custody 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 nipper could develop up in anything but fear 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 birth to a infant girlfriend she called Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overcome its hate and its bigotry and finally accept love.

She couldn't grow a fry alone and soon had to sink for a man that was volition to take"discontinue goods"as her cracker family called her. That was Faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

trust had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting 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 Sir Thomas More horse sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his sailors mouthpiece and his unintimidated bravery.

The man who"raised"her always sleep together she wasn't his daughter and only knew a opprobrious man was her father. So he hated all black 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

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

Scheol 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 other way when it came to her pot transaction and underage drinking.

When trust's mother had died from drinking herself to death over sorrow, Tyrone almost wanted to do the Saami. So he sold his house plate and moved into the school just so he could buy the plot of land and the trailer she lived in. The snag Faith paid every calendar month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his total biography. Stopping fight, pulling favours, keeping a ceiling over her chief and always being her mystical santa and"booster"for gifts on her natal day and Christmas.

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

religious belief had rolled up another joint as she told this tale and we smoked it and finished it muteness 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 ? ”, Leslie Townes Hope said rubbing the redheads shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to roll in the hay him ”, trust smiled

There was a public security to her now. She didn't doubt a Word of God of is account. She said Tyrone told her things about her life-time and her female parent that only she knew. There was no dubiety ; he was her father.

"What an awesome Nox ”, I shook my head.

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one more matter ”, religious belief said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

Faith wrapped her weaponry around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the respectable admirer a redneck young woman could ever get"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

"Come here freak female child, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, Faith said through teardrop or her own extending her arm to hope

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

C. H. Best night ever.

Faith. Leslie Townes Hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

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

"dump, we better get back to the saltation ”, Faith said getting back into her punk bird bit

"Yeah, Id hate to miss the opportunity to genuflect at Angie Brollet's feet ”, Bob Hope snorted.

"Fucking bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another jest and walked arm and down the Granville Stanley Hall. Me flanked on either side by my baby

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

The gym threshold flew open and our old pothead pixie friend efflorescence popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

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

"The prom queen, Flower"promise said gently

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

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

blossom flashed as the public security sign 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 ”, Leslie Townes Hope quirked

"Shut up gross out girl ”, religious belief snarked back

"Love you"the churl teased back.

We stepped in the Gymnasium as the dealer got ready to announce the Prom King

"And the Class of 1990's prom power is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the newspaper publisher,"Chet Baker ! ! ! !"

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

Then one of the Irani striation guys gave a drum axial motion

"And the stratum of 1990's prom Queen is……………………. Charity Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


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

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

A bank bill that grounded me to reality was the squelch look on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was really

I smiled and walked up the stair onto the point. The tiara was put on my head. A big boquet of pink wine handed to me. Chet had to impress my arms 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 hope were screaming the intact time through getting great laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathlike quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go painter"

What a stirring speech.

organized religion and Hope loved it though. I even saw them kiss in the crew. What nutbars.

The story was cleared for our dance as the Prom male monarch and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my deal. My god, he was so bighearted.

Then he snapped his finger. A godsend microphone came down on a conducting 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 of all day I met you two days ago on the subject behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smile lit up my heart and I was lost in you in a trice"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love with you from the moment I saw you. You've been with me in all the honest times and the bad times. With me in my frustration and our victory"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've get a stronger person because of you. A better somebody. And I cant think of not spending the rest of my lifetime without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the annulus from his sac which he presented to me.

"Greek valerian Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William Baker, I will hook up with you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the ring on my finger.

The berth went wild. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The circle began to encounter



Chet stood up and gave me one of the bang-up kisses any fille ever had in the chronicle of the world.


Best.

Nox.

Ever .