Charity Jones here again.

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

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

The final week of senior high schooling. Here it was.

A bunch of exam and lots of study time. The school became a ghost town to the students that did show up to entomb their heads in books. I even went to schooling to analyse just to avoid the pleasure of the pulp that might befall me at place in the house trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was grad on that final exam Friday.

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

The three of us ; my hoyden salutary Quaker Faith and well-endowed boor pal Hope wanted to go up and flash the crew when we got our diploma. We even made sure we were crude naked under our gowns. In the end though, we couldn't do it. We all knew without saying that we had to do this right.

Hope was, to no one's surprise, the stratum Valedictorian. Yes, I was misfire A-one popular grade President of the United States and cheerleader captain. But Hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad genius under her oral fixation.

I cant think 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 friend. Of all my booster. How I was once an elect boarding school girl who wouldn't dare talk to such monster like her and organized religion, but now I couldn't imagine any former shoes on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the hand clapping died down we made our way through the crowd getting hugs and sad adept byes by some hoi polloi who weren't coming to the promenade tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a hardhearted bitch whom I hated with all my kernel, now I was sad to see her go.

Momma was so majestic of me she was crying. She had come in her Billy Sunday dainty with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teen little girl I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first woman in our bloodline to graduate high school in three generation. Plus, I was going to university following year.

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

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


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

prom Night.

This was it. The last Nox of my being a high schoolhouse girl. The Nox many women never get over, or never quit regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian nighttime. Partly my salute to our boys out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a probability to pin a nosegay to a missy. Most were just trying to take sure they didn't come nursing home in a bag.

With my crazy schedule I had passed on most of the final exam detail to Faith and Hope during those lowest two calendar week. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mamma spared no disbursal on my attire either. She spent two workweek wages peeling at the Zebra Club to pay for it. It was a source of pride for her that I was the only teenager in the county that was going to her prom in mitt tailored designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a blank velvet inlay. blueness shorttail weasel cuts in the doll. I was the sultry American English flag. The baseball glove were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in albumen leather.

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

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my grad present. They were worth a circumstances. I still have them and bring them out for fancy occasion over 20 class 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 smutty tuxedo that filled showed the clear border of his muscular skeletal frame. For the first fourth dimension since that Nox 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 hands were shaking and my breast were such a big target in the low cut dress I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. mommy gushed some more and Marcus snapped some mental picture of us together before scooting us out.

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

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

I howled at this.

We played kissy face delicately while George V drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how daze I was in my attire and pilus done to the baseball club ( thanks to Patti, for kindling careen lesbian she sure knew how to piss a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the baseball mitt, I was almost pissed, but he had his reasons as I would disclose at the end of the night.

The shoal gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nights, it was breathing place taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune Benny Hill that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop. Bells and wander bell giving the feeling of the exotic. The punch table was taken over by samovar's serving puncher. Full metal dinner trays with exotic sum 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 price a fortune. I didn't retrieve authorizing any of this ! It should cause been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in gaudy Arab chief costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the sin 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 lights and beauty.

But for me, the real prize were my near friends organized religion and Leslie Townes Hope

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

They came as each early's date.

Bob Hope was resplendent in all inkiness with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was lax and angry to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through veil over her face in a tarty Arabian style.

Faith on the other hand…was in a tux. Okay, at to the lowest degree the top of it was. She wore a lilliputian black dame to match her shrewd blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.

faith was the"boy"and Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheaded woodpecker arm. It was unbelievable and every head teacher turned to them. They even decelerate danced with each other, organized religion of course taking the jumper cable. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty years ago, this was going to be the public lecture of the town for months.

Despite all their squabble and fighting, despite how dynamically frigid opposite they were of each other. They were the firstly unity to come running to support the other. 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 awesome ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, Faith joked,"Freak female child here has to knead it"

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

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

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

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell fib mansion of trust

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

"WHAT ? ”, I barked loudly sufficiency that nous turned.

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

"Little help here freaky ! ”, Faith implored Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my back, that's just fucking bang-up ”, 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 just and I regretted it the moment it came out. trust could dish it out but she couldn't handle it from her ally, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, 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 anger disappearing.

"It's poise, 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 dancing went on behind us having lost their fleeting interest.

"punter yet, trace me ”, Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darkened school. It was always weird seeing this place at night. Like we were walking in another mankind, that this was the fall zona mirror image of a high school. No admiration so many horror movie are in high schools at nighttime ; it's a unlike world.

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

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

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

I had to admit, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had last shoved his peter down my throat in our"detainment"sessions with frailty principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in sentence ladies, I was getting bored with this giddy cows micturate misfortunate cock sucking ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her mouth and smacking her across the aspect with it a distich times.

Her reaction was incredible though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her oral fissure. She had gone from being his fancy woman to being his Bitch. It was pretty awesome.

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

"What ? Theres cipher going to come in ”, Faith seeing red indignantly

"Don't you back talk me young woman, you git out there on the look-alike ”, Tyrone said sternly

organized religion huffed but relented"mulct, whatever"

I had never seen trust back down so quickly. But I had also never seen Tyrone act like an overbearing adult to anyone either. He was just the scented 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.

"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 peeress"

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

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

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

"Miss Charity, I've been at this schooltime since it opened 45 yr ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen pupil come and students go. Your mamma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the blistering piece I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

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

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

"My people. colorful mass. Always been treated like trash in this townspeople. The ire. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the room access for moment.

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

He cleared his pharynx

"Then you and your babe here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no coincidence that you three found each early. I'm not talking pulp and ancestry. The God Almighty made your Momma and Poppa give you the name calling to find each other in this small corner of His creation."

He put his paw on my berm 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 image of harmony.I aint seen aught like it. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. citizenry are lost find comfort in your smiles. Black men and flannel men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single white on pitch-dark or black on Stanford White criminal offence in this townsfolk 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 long time 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 lighter. Something that brings comfort. That brings felicity. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the dependable in everyone around you. You are called charity, and your Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae of meat spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this detail and his earnestness was making me sense 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 turn on I was. With the exclusion of my Momma and my sister, I had never heard how"in force"I was.

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

"Now you girl, I don't get all this poppycock dooey dressin up like a vampire shit you do. You are the gentlest animal I have seen in long time. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a second that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kittens you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you conceive built them that cat home"

Hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them blankets to the vets in the parking area come wintertime. Some of them are my booster. They still talk about the dark holy man that brings them soup every dark from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn mark dupe from all them fancy books you got. You see the darkness in the macrocosm so you pretend to be disconsolate 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 short girl,"Tyrone said putting his mitt on her articulatio humeri,"you give them Hope."

The boor girl was stunned too and sat down on a president at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a book and had turned to pages we had never read before.

"You going to name religion cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking by bust of joy

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

"okeh 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.

"wellspring, I aint gon na argue with a mates ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his cock began to arise 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 wink. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an epiphany wouldn't stop an oral nut like her.

Hope and I sucked on the old black man's Brobdingnagian cock in earnest. No, to say that would derogate it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us experience 10 invertebrate foot marvelous, so we returned the party favor. Our knife 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 point but I couldn't turn over a bastard. Sucking this huge dick was my complete world. I flicked out my natural language and juggled his heavy chunk whilst Hope made disgusted gagging sounds as she tried shoving his rooster 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 frailty Principlas font and face the wall. She put her hands on it to steady herself. I walked over and flipped up her dame. Like me, the hiker wasn't wearing panties.

"lap it cunt, lube me up ”. Hope instructed the Draco Lady and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sounds as she obediently licked out Hope cooze. The buxom goth girl would grind into her side then proceed away for a second so that the VP could breathe then bray again. After a couple proceedings she signalled she was ready.

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

The Dragn Lady would flicker her tongue up as Old Tyrone's globe would slap against her face. Tyrone began to seriously late dick Hope. Soon his balls were slapping heavily up against the teen miss 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 nastier the unspoiled. And so did I.

He fucked her for a good 15 mo before he started groaning.Hope implored him to kibosh, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly girl. Like the the valet 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 Saame emplacement. Tyrone was stroking his big dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by Vice principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to take it a dance step further.

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

"Eat it bitch ! ”, I commanded her.

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

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

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

"Eat it beef, or I see if you can go 4 transactions"

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

I had her glossa probe my defecator for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and sputter but then I would initiate to lower my ass back onto her and she would follow. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her aspect. This time she got my pussy.

Hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my gloves were too slippy so I bit through the laces and yanked them off. Well there goes a c bucks. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a demon cock was worth the terms of admission.

Tyrone tongue on his tool and smutty bitch Leslie Townes Hope spit on my asshole and we were off to the airstream. Tyrone pushed that fat affair 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 spit on his dick for more lube and so would Hope, eventually I had half his dick up my ass and I didn't think it would go any further. Luckily neither did her, so he just fucked my ass for all that he could get in at this point.

He started slow and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me wide of the mark and press me more into the bed. Good thing Gordon was there to lick my clit or I thought I might pass out. Soon Tyrone had a steady strong 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 button defeat and sucking, my nerve 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 adolescent ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a well 20 minutes as I came two more times from his anal retentive assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to nibble up the pace. He was going to blow soon.

"No, no, wait ”, I said being my turn 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 birth to an oak Tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious can softeners from the pharmacy ( you did want all the nasty point ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Hope followed courting on the early. I think the nazi Bitch was just glad we weren't suffocating her in cunt any Sir Thomas More and made subdued mewing sounds.

"Cum on her faces ”, Hope said getting the confidential information

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

Hope did the Saame and soon Tyrone was stroking his big centre in our trio of faces. We opened our mouths wide and wiggled our knife. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of flush dark meat.

Tyrone let out a Brobdingnagian groan and T. H. White volleys of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after spurt came out and we waved across like a firehose. well-nigh of what I got went on my buttock and chin and between my boobs. Hope got some in her sass. Gordon got up her scent, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his putz smell of my nasty ass into the Dragon Lady's sassing. He really shoved in and made her scavenge his cock up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

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

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

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

Yup. Racoon center. Smeared lipstick, mussed pilus. A mess.

"fuck it ”, I said

I washed the residue of my make up off my cheek in a few secondment since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braiding and posterior. There, now I looked like Texas little girl. natural state set up, and pinhead as big as the State Department. 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 viscid cum clinging to her face. No clean up for her. Good.

"Could you two send in religious belief on your way out, I need to peach 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 Faith even once. During all our"hold"when it was faith's spell to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the Granville Stanley Hall outside the boiler room and Faith was smoking a joint leaning against the rampart. Irish bull, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

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

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

"talk to me ?"Faith 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 half minute. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the stick in minutes. I was almost tempted to contract off back to the dance, it would be getting fold to declaring the promenade King and poof 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 apprehensive

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

"I'm good, I'm in effect ”, Faith said wiping a tear away.

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

"No seriously I'm goodness, actually, I'm fucking wonderful ”, she said wiping a tear away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. hell on earth, she even laughed.

"Yeah, he said something jolly intense stuff and nonsense to us too, what did he tell you"

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

Faith was never like this. I had seen her dislocation 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 wino ass dad took the whang to her. But cypher like this. Never anything like this.

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

organized religion took a deep breath, wooshed it out of her.

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

We just stood there staring blankly at her.

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

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

"Holy shit ”, hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, faith laughed.

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

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

It was a sentence Romance from the startle. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was opprobrious. 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 esteem. But that didn't stop the love life birds.

In just a few calendar month she was meaning with his tiddler and couldn't hide it anymore from her kin. She was going to go to college all expenses paid if she just terminated the baby and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to hold up the rest of her biography with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her give up her spirit though, despite how much he loved her. And even with his stiff baptist theme he implored her to get an abortion and forget a tired 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 life sentence. They said they'd defeat him if he ever put his"nigra"helping hand 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 complimentary, or how that child could develop up in anything but fear and a house 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 nascency to a infant lady friend she called religion in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day surmount its hate and its bigotry and finally accept love.

She couldn't raise a child alone and soon had to ensconce for a man that was willing to contain"break-dance goods"as her redneck fellowship called her. That was Faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

Faith 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 more sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his Panama oral fissure and his unblinking bravery.

The man who"raised"her always fuck she wasn't his girl and only knew a smutty man was her father. So he hated all Shirley Temple 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

organized religion had always know Tyrone since she was a trivial girl, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often nibble her up from schooltime. Always sent her Yule presents every year.

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

When Faith's mother had died from drinking herself to dying over heartache, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his crime syndicate household and moved into the schoolhouse just so he could buy the plot of land of land and the trailer she lived in. The rent Faith paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his total biography. Stopping fights, pulling favour, keeping a roof over her straits and always being her surreptitious Father Christmas and"admirer"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

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

organized religion had rolled up another articulatio as she told this narration 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 ? ”, 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 repose to her now. She didn't doubt a word of is story. She said Tyrone told her things about her life and her mother 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 ”, trust said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

religious belief wrapped her weapon system around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the best friend a redneck girl could ever have"


I cried like a sister when she told me this.

"cum here freak missy, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, religion said through rip or her own extending her arm to Hope

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

Best night 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 dancing ”, Faith said getting back into her bully chick routine

"Yeah, Id hatred to miss the chance to genuflect at Angie Brollet's animal foot ”, Hope snorted.

"screw bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another laugh and walked arm and down the manse. Me flanked on either side by my sisters

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

The gym room access flew spread out and our old pothead pixie champion Flower popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

"Like you've got ta seminal fluid now, they're about to foretell like the King of the schooltime"

"The Prom Riley B King, Flower"Hope said gently

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

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

Flower flashed as the peace planetary house and went back in, after walking into the doorway first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to lose her ”, religion chuckled.

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

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

"Shut up monster fille ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the churl teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the principal got quick to annunciate the promenade King

"And the Class of 1990's Prom business leader is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the paper,"Chet Baker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the power. Damn right he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the whipping of the cowboy he led made him a brake shoe in. We still gave him screaming cheerfulness ! ! !

Then one of the Persian band guys gave a drumfish roll

"And the class of 1990's prom Queen is……………………. Polemonium caeruleum John Luther Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and Hope went nuts jumping up and down on either slope of me. They shook me so strong 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 note that grounded me to reality was the crushed look on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was veridical

I smiled and walked up the stairs onto the stage. The tiara was put on my head word. A big boquet of rosebush handed to me. Chet had to move my implements of war 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 Leslie Townes Hope were screaming the entire time through getting great jest from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh rightfield. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go painter"

What a stirring speech.

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

The floor was cleared for our dance as the prom King and Queen.

It was so wizardly. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my men. My god, he was so handsome.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom 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 kickoff day I met you two eld ago on the athletic field behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smile lit up my bosom and I was lost in you in a heartbeat"

Ohmygodohmygod

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


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've become a stronger person because of you. A advantageously someone. And I cant think of not spending the rest period of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William baker, I will tie you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the ring on my finger.

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



Chet stood up and gave me one of the not bad kisses any little girl ever had in the history of the world.


Best.

Night.

Ever .