charity Jones here again.

We've finally come to the end of the high up school day route for my formerly immature self.

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

The final week of high schoolhouse. Here it was.

A bunch of exams and raft of report clock time. The schooltime became a shade townspeople to the students that did show up to bury their chief in Scripture. I even went to schooltime to study just to avoid the pleasure of the material body that might befall me at abode in the preview park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that final examination Friday.

It seemed so phantasmagorical when the ceremonial occasion actually came. All the faces I knew, all the friends, all the acquaintance. 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 tomboy best Friend religion and busty peasant pal Hope wanted to go up and flash the crowd when we got our sheepskin. We even made for sure we were perfect naked under our robe. 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 valedictory speaker. Yes, I was miss super popular family president and cheerleader sea captain. But Hope was a freaking arugula scientist mad brilliance under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this moment. How proud I was of my Quaker. Of all my admirer. How I was once an elect boarding school young lady who wouldn't daring lecture to such freaks like her and trust, but now I couldn't imagine any former topographic point on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the hand clapping died down we made our way through the crew 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 calendar month she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

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

I was the start char in our blood to graduate luxuriously schooltime in three propagation. Plus, I was going to university next yr.

"I just can't believe I've helped kindle such a gross girl ”, momma gushed between tears.

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


We didn't party hearty that dark as I had to go over final particular for the come after night.

prom Night.

This was it. The last night of my being a high-pitched schoolhouse fille. The nighttime many cleaning lady never get over, or never stop regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian night. Partly my salute to our male child 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 little girl. to the highest degree were just trying to get to indisputable they didn't come home in a bag.

With my dotty schedule I had passed on most of the terminal details to religious belief and Hope during those last two calendar week. And now it was all coming to fruition.

Momma spared no disbursement on my frock either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra Club to pay for it. It was a germ of pride for her that I was the simply teenager 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 Caucasian velvet inlay. blueness Mustela erminea cuts in the skirt. I was the sultry American sword lily. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the human elbow in bloodless leather.

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

Marcus even bough me adamant earrings as my alum present tense. They were worth a luck. I still have them and work them out for fondness occasions over 20 old age later.

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

God he was so giving. A perfectly cut blackened tuxedo that filled showed the gain border of his muscular underframe. For the first base time since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to love him. But I decided he had to still wait.

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

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

"Once around the park James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his fingerbreadth 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 daze I was in my frock and hairsbreadth done to the 9 ( thanks to Patti, for punk rock and roll lesbian she indisputable knew how to spend a penny a lady friend pretty ) and couldn't keep his optic of my cleavage. He didn't like the baseball mitt, I was almost miffed, but he had his reasons as I would discover at the end of the night.

The schooltime gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Night, it was breath pickings. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune mound that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back dip. Bells and wind gong giving the touch of the exotic. The lick tabular array was taken over by samovar's serving poke. full metal dinner party trays with exotic meats and fruits.

Even the isthmus was Persian. They played top 40 on even equipment, then out came the sitars and flutes for traditional Arab music

This must have cost a fortune. I didn't think authorizing any of this ! It should have been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in tacky sheik costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the snake pit did this come 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 Inner Light and beauty.

But for me, the real prize were my unspoiled admirer Faith and Hope

religious belief was eternally single and Bob Hope swore to never love 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 sidereal day and they finally broke down.

They came as each early's date.

Leslie Townes Hope was resplendent in all lightlessness with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair's-breadth was informal and wild to her shoulder joint and she wore a lace see through veil over her human face in a tarty Arabian style.

religion on the early hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a flyspeck Shirley Temple Black skirt to match her sharp sports coat and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and fateful fuck me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and promise came in with her deal resting on the redheader arm. It was incredible and every question turned to them. They even slow up danced with each early, Faith of course taking the lead. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Lone-Star State twenty years ago, this was going to be the public lecture of the township for months.

Despite all their bickering and fighting, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each early. They were the first one to get running to fend for the former. 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 ”, Faith joked,"Freak girl here has to work it"

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

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

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

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to concern about that tell taradiddle sign of faith

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

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

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

"Little help here off-the-wall ! ”, organized religion implored Bob Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my dorsum, that's just fucking great ”, I growled some more trying to keep back my pure 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 bonny and I regretted it the bit it came out. faith could dish it out but she couldn't deal it from her booster, alien yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a Aythya americana, and her hair's-breadth 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 anger disappearing.

"It's cool, 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 simmer down, The dance went on behind us having lost their fleeting interest.

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

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darkened school. It was always Wyrd seeing this place at night. Like we were walking in another human race, that this was the gloaming Zone mirror image of a high gear schooling. No wonder so many horror picture are in in high spirits schools at night ; it's a different world.

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

We knocked on the door and heard him foretell out"semen on in girls"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prostrate sort of our Vice Principal. 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 upright shape if on the close side.

I had to allow in, it had been a yr since Old Tyrone had in conclusion shoved his dick down my throat in our"detention"school term with vice Principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in time madam, I was getting bored with this silly cows piss poor blowjobs ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

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

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

"What ? Theres nobody going to come ”, Faith huff indignantly

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

religious belief huffed but relented"mulct, whatever"

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

Tyrone came over and didder 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 Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I asked you here because I wanted to settle a matter of defrayment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

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

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

"No no Miss Charity, I wanted you to have sex that digging that money out of my retirement investment company was my way of paying you for all you've done."

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

"misfire Polemonium caeruleum, I've been at this schoolhouse since it opened 45 years ago. I retire in 3 month. I have seen students come and students go. Your Momma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the blistering firearm I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through war and integration, through dissent and way too many president. And it has always remained a rock in a storm. But there was also a niggardness. An nefariousness that stayed too"

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

"My people. colorful people. Always been treated like trash in this town. The ira. The figting…. The dearest lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

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

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no conjunction that you three found each other. I'm not talking flesh and stock. The lord made your ma and Poppa give you the epithet to regain each other in this small street corner of His creation."

He put his hands on my shoulder joint 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 prototype of harmony.I aint seen nil like it. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. People are lost discovery quilt in your smiles. Black person men and Andrew D. White men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one ace Elwyn Brooks White on black or black on white criminal offense in this town since you three met ?"

That was the foreign affair. There had been an column about how detest offence had all but evaporated for the last two years in our town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, young lady Polemonium van-bruntiae. 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 unspoiled in everyone around you. You are called Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, and your Polemonium van-bruntiae of affectionateness spreads out to everyone around you"

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

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

Old Tyrone then hugged me skinny and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how exciting I was. With the exception of my mom and my sister, I had never heard how"beneficial"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 lamia shit you do. You are the gentlest creature I have seen in class. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a moment that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kitty you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat home"

promise 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 winter. Some of them are my ally. They still talk about the darkness angel that brings them soup every night from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn victims from all them fancy books you got. You see the shadow in the world so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the weak, the hungry, the poor a reason to keep going"

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

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

The barbarian girl was stunned too and sat down on a chair at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a Koran and had turned to Sir Frederick Handley Page we had never read before.

"You going to make faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking yesteryear split of joy

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

"okay mulct, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

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

The three of us laughed at this.

"fountainhead, I aint gon na argue with a duo ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his pecker began to grow again.

I knelt know lifting up my skirt so it wouldn't get too dirty even on the carpet and hope was beside me in a twinkling. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an January 6 wouldn't stop an oral exam addict like her.

promise and I sucked on the old melanise man's immense rooster in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his Phallus. He had made us experience 10 feet tall, so we returned the party favor. Our tongues and mouths 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 distributor point but I couldn't give a whoreson. Sucking this vast hawkshaw was my perfect earth. I flicked out my spit and juggled his heavy formal 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 first ”, Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

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

"Lick it bitch, lube me up ”. promise instructed the firedrake noblewoman and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping strait as she obediently licked out Bob Hope cooze. The busty goth girl would grind into her face then travel away for a second so that the VP could emit then grind again. After a twosome arcminute 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 Lady would click her knife up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her font. Tyrone began to seriously deep dick Bob Hope. Soon his balls were slapping heavily up against the teen girls ass. Gordon gave her trump and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my wench and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really smutty and hot about seeing grampa and the school fille. 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 hold back, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly young woman. Like the the 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 Lapp position. Tyrone was stroking his big dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by vice school principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to demand it a step further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my cocksucker in her face instead.

"Eat it cunt ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not need that. I had no spirit on getting laid or anal tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big movement earlier ( yeah, you needed to know 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 facial expression, I mean sat on her face. 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 second base before I squatted up.

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

That did it. I felt the German Nazi Bitch's tongue pillowcase up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by girls, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my aliveness hell eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her tongue probe my defecator for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and spit out but then I would startle to glower my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her facial expression. This metre she got my pussy.

hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my mitt were too slippery so I bit through the laces and yanked them off. Well there goes a 100 long horse. But getting fucked in the ass by a Stephen Samuel Wise old man with a monster cock was worth the toll of admission.

Tyrone spittle on his tool and nasty beef hope expectoration on my asshole and we were off to the race. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my back door ever so slowly. God it was huge. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide-cut. I bit my lip to stop from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his shaft for more lubricant 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 tardily and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me wide-cut and bear on me more into the bed. in effect thing Gordon was there to lick my clitoris or I thought I might excrete out. Soon Tyrone had a steady inviolable rhythm pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this fiend tore me apart but it was worth it. Combined with the clitoris 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 black man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good twenty minutes as I came two more prison term from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to peck up the rate. He was going to blow soon.

"No, no, wait ”, I said being my turn not wanting to completely bankrupt my super-dress,"pull out, root for 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 nasty details ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and promise followed suit on the other. I think the German Nazi Bitch was just gladiolus we weren't suffocating her in cunt any more than and made soft mewing sounds.

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

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

Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big pith in our terzetto of faces. We opened our mouths wide and wiggled our tongues. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a intellectual nourishment of prime sorry meat.

Tyrone let out a Brobdingnagian groan and white salvo of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after jet came out and we waved across like a firehose. most of what I got went on my cheek and Chin and between my boob. Hope got some in her oral fissure. Gordon got up her nose, in her sassing and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his cock smelling of my foul ass into the tartar Lady's mouth. He really shoved in and made her pick his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

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

"They'll think it's lather ”, Hope assured me.

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

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

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my micturate up off my face in a few second since half of it was gone already, and took my hairsbreadth out of its perfectly cifed plait and roll. There, now I looked like Texas girl. wilderness set, and boobs as big as the state. And Hope was right the stain wasn't too bad.

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

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

"umm OK"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 religious belief even once. During all our"detention"when it was trust's act to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the hall outside the boiler room and faith was smoking a joint leaning against the wall. Shit, nowadays we'd birdcall her"a chronic"

"Took sufficiency time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there till aurora"

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

"Talk 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 steam boiler room.

hope and I were out there a good one-half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the roast in min. I was almost tempted to engage off back to the dancing, it would be getting fold to declaring the Prom Riley B King and Queen 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 ”, Hope pleaded

"I'm dependable, I'm full ”, Faith said wiping a split away.

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

"No seriously I'm beneficial, actually, I'm fucking fantastic ”, she said wiping a buck away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. Hell, she even laughed.

"Yeah, he said something pretty intense material to us too, what did he severalise you"

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

Faith was never like this. I had seen her equipment failure maybe three clock time in the total time I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my window after her inebriate ass dad took the whack to her. But zip like this. Never anything like this.

"Well, what was it ”, hope inquired desperately.

religious belief took a trench 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 sire"

"holy shit ”, Leslie Townes Hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, Faith laughed.

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

He told her the chronicle or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty old age 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 first gear ken.

It was a designate romance from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was Elwyn Brooks White and he was mordant. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would engage it till now to finally take in up with a fateful man being treated with obedience. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few months she was significant with his minor and couldn't hide it anymore from her family unit. 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 the rest of her animation with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her hand up her living though, despite how much he loved her. And even with his stiff baptist roots he implored her to get an miscarriage and draw a blank a tired old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

Then one dark, Margo's brothers and dad found Tyrone and beat him within in of his life. They said they'd obliterate him if he ever put his"nigger"hands 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 free, or how that minor could originate up in anything but reverence and a household 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 young woman she called religious belief in remberance of the religious belief that Tyrone gave her that the macrocosm could one day overcome its hatred and its dogmatism and finally accept love.

She couldn't raise a tike alone and soon had to settle for a man that was volition to take"broken goods"as her cracker home called her. That was faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

Faith had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting Thomas More of her female parent traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for indisputable. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making Sir Thomas More good sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his bluejacket oral fissure and his unflinching bravery.

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

organized religion had always know Tyrone since she was a picayune lady friend, but he always thought of him as her female parent friend. He would often pick her up from shoal. Always sent her Christmas nowadays every year.

perdition she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connection all over town and always convinced the sheriff to look the former way when it came to her pot dealing and underage drinking.

When organized religion's female parent had died from drinking herself to dying over heartbreak, Tyrone almost wanted to do the Lapplander. So he sold his family home and moved into the shoal just so he could buy the game of country and the trailer she lived in. The rip religious belief paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life-time. Stopping scrap, pulling party favor, keeping a cap over her heading and always being her underground Saint Nicholas and"admirer"for giving on her birthday and Christmas.

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

Faith had rolled up another juncture as she told this fib and we smoked it and finished it secrecy 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 ”, Faith smiled

There was a peace to her now. She didn't doubt a watchword of is story. She said Tyrone told her matter about her life and her female parent that only she knew. There was no doubt ; he was her father.

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

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

"Whats that ?"

Faith wrapped her blazon around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, give thanks you for being the safe friend a redneck female child could ever suffer"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

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

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

Best dark 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 terpsichore ”, religion said getting back into her tough chick routine

"Yeah, Id hate to overleap the opportunity to kowtow at Angie Brollet's foot ”, promise snorted.

"fuck bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another jest and walked arm and down the hall. Me flanked on either incline by my sisters

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

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

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

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

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

"The Prom King, Flower"Hope said gently

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

"We'll be right there, prime ”, I smiled trying to crush a giggle

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

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to pretermit her ”, religion 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 decent ”, Leslie Townes Hope quirked

"Shut up freak missy ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the goth teased back.

We stepped in the lyceum as the principal got ready to announce the prom King

"And the Class of 1990's Prom Billie Jean King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the composition,"Chet Baker ! ! ! !"

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

Then one of the Persian band guys gave a drum bankroll

"And the class of 1990's promenade tabby is……………………. Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


religious belief and Hope went nuts 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 stage. I was in a trance. This night was getting unreal.

A line that grounded me to world was the crushed aspect on Angie Brollet's nerve. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the stair onto the microscope stage. The tiara was put on my head. A big boquet of rosebush handed to me. Chet had to move my sleeve 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.

organized religion and Hope were screaming the entire time through getting swell gag 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 Cougars"

What a stirring speech.

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

The flooring was cleared for our dance as the promenade Billie Jean King and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my paw. My god, he was so bountiful.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom mike came down on a wire from the baulk 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 commencement day I met you two years ago on the subject field behind the schoolhouse, 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 twinkling"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love life with you from the second I saw you. You've been with me in all the good times and the bad times. With me in my frustration and our triumph"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've suit a potent person because of you. A better somebody. And I cant think of not spending the rest of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the anchor ring from his pocket which he presented to me.

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My nerve stopped

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

He slipped the tintinnabulation on my finger.

The place went uncivilised. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The lot began to bring



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


Best.

Night.

Ever .