Authors note : This part was supposed to be the low percentage one but It was not published. The tale is really told from Gabriels perspective but I decided it might be fun to add a little Thomas More info from Ramona 's alternative prospective ; hence the tack part one.. Again I repeat I am not a writer and I am not writing a Good Book. I simply like reading and thought I'd give this a go for fun. So criticize if you must, I can take it ; ) If you are like me and can't get emotionally invested in characters without a bit of bet on tarradiddle then this might be for you. I'm not sure where this level is going but I will tell it from two position in multiple parts. I will try to upload once a calendar week. Not every piece will sustain sex but we'll get there.

Ramona was an eastern United States Coast goddess with long, drab, tangling, curly hair. I'd lost a mob once running my fingers through those delicate, whorl. I took her to the beach once and I remember her scent mixed with the saltiness water breeze was like an aphrodisiac on steroids. And her body was always tender and soft to the trace, inside and out. Her aspect was strong and defined which meant she had a dangerous case of"resting bitch face"but her nighttime optic gave away her thinking.

I was 14 when her father hired me under the table to go along the automobile mechanic shop clean and organized. She was this awkward, snotty girl with a bad Tootsie Pop dependence, wearing a Star state of war graphic jersey with badly drawn sharpie tattoos going up her wrist. There was oil and grease and rusting instrument but there were glutinous all-day sucker wrapping everywhere. She would issue forth in and sit in her dad's office after school, walk around and match affair, and bother the diddly out of Tim with frequent conversation, though he was civilized about it. And everywhere she went she left a colorful confect wrapper.

After a long hot day of organizing dick, cleaning out the fluids farm animal and picking up about 20 of those sugarcoat neglige, including some behind the mini fridge that were probably from calendar month ago, I decided I would say something.

"ramona. Do you know where the methamphetamine hydrochloride can is ?"I asked interrupting her current conversation with Tim. She turned and looked at me through narrowed heart, sensing the set up.

"Yep."She said pointing to the one beside me with her shiny orange tootsie.

"So, why is it that your trash never ends up in one of them ?"I asked, irritated. She continued to gaze at me popping the candy back in her sassing. After about 20 seconds I realized that I wasn't going to get an resolution so I sighed and turned away muttering"forget about it."

But I never saw another tootsie wrapper lying about. So we never brought it up again. Our interaction over the following duad of years was minimal. We went to unlike schools and when you are a kid, two and a one-half years age departure might as well be centuries. But when we were at the shop her dad would teach us things and make us take breaking together. We spent two summertime working for her dad in that air condition-less tin box of a mechanic shop class and affair were always platonic, though by that time I'd already lost my virginity. I just never thought of her in that way. Not until the end of summer break our tierce year. I was XVI and it wasn't until that survive week of summertime before sophomore class that I even noticed Ramona was female. It quickly became a distraction that was getting harder to hide.

"You aren't supposed to be smoking."She said startling me slightly. I looked at her and blew out a quiet feather of smoke.

"You aren't supposed to be at the shop this late."I said taking another drag.

"I was at Diana's but her parents started yelling again, so I left."She came and leaned against the wall beside me so I put out the remainder of my cigarette."Do you desire to make for checkers ?"She asked after a few second of silence. I laughed.

"You have nix else left to bet."I said shoving at her arm."Why do you like to lose so a good deal ?"

"I don't always lose."She defended."I won twice on Sunday. And I still have a few bucks."I knew she didn't. She got an allowance of twenty dollar bill clam a week. All of which she'd lost to me two twenty-four hours before. A bad play habit at the age of 15. Out came the chequer board, after all she was paying for my smoking habit.

"Are you still dating Wendy ?"She asked taking her adjacent turn.

"Yes. Why ? Are you envious ?"I goaded. She glared at me.

"No, I was just wondering who the fille in the Jeep was."She said casually. I knew she was trying to cast me off, and she knew I knew that she was.

"That was Grace. She's just a friend."I said wondering what all she'd seen. I made my motion carefully.

"I don't kiss my friends that way."She said."Actually it looked like you were eating her face off."She made her next move capturing three of my pieces. I decided to change over tactics.

"How would you make out ? You haven't even had your first candy kiss yet."I said studying the control panel. She was winning.

"Yes I have."She lied.

"No. You haven't."I scoffed."Your parent's won't even let you look at boys."

"So. They can't contain what I do at school."She said defensively. Her face was turning red so I knew I had worked the right Angle. I made my move.

"Okay, you know how to kiss then. If I win, you have to kiss me and prove it."I watched her as I took my good turn taking back ascendence of the circuit board.

"Eww, no."She said turning magenta.

"Then I hope you have five Buck like you say."



She remained silent the rest of the game watching as I crowned one top executive after another capturing each of her red pieces one after another. Finally with lonesome three of her bit left on the instrument panel she sighed frustrated.

"You'll have to pick something else. I don't get my allowance till Friday."

"That's okay."I shrugged."I already told you my deal."

"I'm not kissing you."She said wrinkling her nose.

"What's the big sight ? You've done it before, it shouldn't be a problem."I took her last two pieces. She glared at me.

"fine. I'll give you a pillock fucking kiss. I don't know why you want one so bad anyway."She huffed standing up.

"Language."I warned, trying not to laugh. I watched her walk over to arrive tie-up beside me expectantly.

"Well ?"She snapped."Are you going to stand up ?"

"No."I said enjoying her uncomfortableness Sir Thomas More than I should consume been. She could receive walked away and I wouldn't have stopped or goaded her, but she would never be able to experience peacefully knowing she'd turned down a challenge from me. She leaned awkwardly forward and pressed her lips to mine, in what I assumed was meant to be a agile peck, but I held her still by the front of her shirt and took my first taste of her. It really wasn't supposed to be just or memorable, but her back talk were so indulgent and I could taste the hemangioma simplex tootsie pop she'd been nervously eating during our game. She didn't pull up away like I thought she would when I let go. I deepened the kiss against my better sagaciousness pulling her down onto my knee and squeezing her waist hoping my hands would appease still. But as her mouth began to catch on and her easy sass closed around my tush lip I could care less where my men started going. I'd kissed many lips many times before. I was just at it. But this wasn't just fondling, this was like breathing air for the for the first time fourth dimension. My hands were in her diffused dark hairsbreadth and she fell in deeper grabbing the forepart of my shirt in two clenched fist full moon. A small strait escaped her pharynx and that's when I completely lost it. I leaned back further knowing she would tilt in, and lifted my knee so my leg would press between hers. My hands found their way up her shirt and found she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Fuck."I mumbled as my rim left hers and traveled down the position of her neck. Both hands grabbed at fistfuls of her and I rubbed my quarter round against the tender peaks of her nibbles. She made that sound again only it was a little more than do-or-die this time. I felt her hips begin to slowly sway back and forth as I kissed the sensitive hollow of her neck. I bit softly just below her jaw and she gasped her coxa jerked and she grabbed my arms tightly. I pulled back to look at her and was amazed at what I saw. Her eyes were soft and disbelieving at the adept she was feeling and her pink and swell up sassing was slightly opened in surprise.

"Oh my god. Did you just get ?"I asked, instantly regretting it. She released my shirt and pushed away from me taking all the heat from the summer Nox with her.

"What ?"She asked breathlessly, blushing deep."No."I wasn't even sure enough she knew what I meant but she got the estimation.

"Ramona…"I started not sure what to say.

"I hope you enjoyed your unintelligent kiss. It was a dumb affair to ask for."She said slinging her bag over her shoulder in a huff."It's not like you can severalise if it was my first kiss or not."I could but I didn't say anything. She was already angry.

"Do you need a ride home ? I can-"

"No."She cut me off. And before I could say anything else she left .