i was walking my girl friend home from high. i was in my carhartts and body of work rush, and she was wearing a gracious pair of tight blue jeans and a white tee shirt. as we were walkin along up the street i stopped at the corner to turn down Orchard off Main and when i started to go down she wasnt moving. `` lets go to your post '' she said with a wry smiling. `` ok '' i said, so i turned back around and we went up primary some more, till we got to my theater. when we got there i unlocked the doorway and let her inside. `` what u want to drink courtney '' ? i asked `` Pepsi '' was her response. so we ha a Pepsi Cola and she was very pipe down, then she asked qhat prison term my parents got rest home and i said in a few hours. `` percect '' was the simply word she said before taking my hand and pulling me i to my room. when we got in there she took off her shirt and bra, and was already stripping her slopped jeans off her ego. within 30 sec she was naked and undressing me. after my carhartts were off she laid down and put her legs up ... phonograph needle to say i had the hint long before this. my member was hard as Rock and dripping precum already i was starting to go down on her
Wake UP YOU WILL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
'' fuck '' i thought to my self. it was only a dream, `` im coming im comjng declare your horses ma '' i yelled back. so today was just like anyother day. get up eat breakfast, use john, shower bath, dress, and take the air out the dorr dressed in carhartts chipewas and a carhartt winter jacket, oh ywah i forgot to note im a fat kid in northern Vermont, not popular and a mixer pariah. anyways as i wss walking to shoal i noticed Courtney walkig about 75 pace ahead of me with hersister and her mom, shes a junior and im a sophmore who should make been a senior but my mom wouldnt let me skip two grades ( 2-3 ) ya, im also smartness as fucking too. i gues i will may e try and public lecture with her and there goes my brain raging at itself, `` just do it, no i buzzword, DO IT, im scared '' ya the usual stuff. so i just continued walking and she turned around and saw me and waved. my spirit thumpped into my throat and i wanted to die of heart loser, shes so beautiful. she is about 5 inches unretentive than me im about 5'10 '' so ya im inadequate too i conjecture and i weigh about 300 pounds, like i even have a chance. now she is not that ski ny either but shes also not fat, if i had to imagine i would say she weighs about 130 lb if that, with light brown hair, a voice of favorable mouth harp, and a smile of a godess vampire. ( sorry forgot to mention im kinda a goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck ) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat and being a country boy. i hate the city and everything to do with it. anyways ba k to the write up ... ya so courtney is this hot piece of chubb ass that is to die for, but she is so conservative about showing ANYTHING, npw i understand that its winter and uts like 30 degrees ou right now, but seriously during the summer its like 75 and she still wears longer short and a tee shirt at the least ! i wear dungaree or carhartt shorts and a tee shirt because of my size of it i dont like there being practically of the jiggle affect so i try to retain covered up with a hoddie most of the year, ( ya notice a pattern, i like wearing carhartts ) anyways after school i have to sour on a friends farm, it is a brusk drive i i hop in my Ranger but a midium pass, i figured i wojld walk so i could try and verbalise to the beautiful daughter in front of me, ( probally not ever gon na happen ) so as we are crossing thru the park her mom and Sister leave and go another way, and as she is waiting for traffic to lay off ( not mhch except loggin motortruck ) i catch up and so she notification and smiles at me, AGAIN ! im gon na turn over out shes so beautiful and spirit so squeamish, like a commonwealth incline blossom workshop just not overwhelming like a funeral. im thinkin '' talk to her silent ass just do it '' all that comes out is `` well at to the lowest degree its warm today '' she says `` ya its like 30, totally strong '' btw i was born i. GA and she was born and raised for mostof her spirit in TX. so i said '' well arent u used tk the cold get, i ha e been here since i was 2 im used to it '' `` ya but i still would rather throw a tender place, oh finally a god damned time out in the traffuc, add up on lets get to schooltime im freezing '' she was wearing a hoodie and denim, no wonderment shes cold. `` u r dressed for saltation, its not texas where u dress like this for 60 stage weather its vermo nt we have to live like Eskimo '' she started laughing, YES i got her to laugh. `` i know, its really just my hands that r cold though '' she said. `` here take my gloves, sorry there a little dirty from the farm but they r warm, i pulled them off and gave them to her. `` thanks '' `` no prob '' i replyed. we were almost to the rearward door when she started to fall away on a patch of ice and went to strive out for somethi g and caught ahold of my script, i held on and lifted her back up before she could realy hit the ground. '' thanks im so sorry feel i got ur pants wet with the slush, it makes no sence, slush here ice there ! i HATE winter ! '' i quickly let go of her hand. i get embarassed really easily and am very shy. finally we were in school, `` later '' was the last we spoke until the base on balls home. it was a warm up afternoon, aboht 45 degrees, i took off my big carhartt and was just in my hoodie. i heard someone walking behind me, not payi g attention i kept on my way, listening to m ipod, Black head covering St. Bridget Iwrestledabearonce and wad of country. then i felt a tap on my shoulder and looked back to see Courtney there, she looks so grwat no subject what. i took my earbuds out and said hi. `` hi, i have a immense party favour to ask '' whats up '' i said. `` could u walk me nursing home or at to the lowest degree to my street please, im not feeling good. '' `` surely '' i said. `` whats legal injury '' i asked, somehow i didnt feel shy today maybe it was luck, luck or somethkng but it was easg to talk to her today. `` honestly, i feel like shit, look like shit, and dont give a Irish bull '' `` u dont look like shit, but u speech sound sick '' i said to her, man where am i getting all this courage from ? `` thanks '' `` uh huh '' i said. `` you live on woodlet right field, just after the money box ? '' `` ya '' `` sang-froid i luve just up from there, why do t insee you walking daily ? '' `` i get a drive sometimes '' she said. `` oh, me too, i have a hand truck bu. no liscence, i hate it '' `` lucky im in drivers ed, but no car. '' `` ya, u sure ur gon na be ok '' man i like this new me, if only i could always be like this !

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