brotherly love Jones here again.

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

I'll skip the witty give-and-take and let's stop this.

The final calendar week of high-pitched school. Here it was.

A bunch of exams and good deal of survey time. The school became a ghost town to the scholarly person that did present up to bury their heads in book. I even went to school to study just to head off the pleasance of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was grade on that final examination Friday.

It seemed so surrealistic when the ceremonial actually came. All the faces I knew, all the protagonist, all the familiarity. 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 hoyden dependable Friend Faith and busty boor pal Hope wanted to go up and flash the bunch when we got our sheepskin. We even made trusted we were austere 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.

promise was, to no one's surprise, the class valedictory speaker. Yes, I was miss topnotch popular class United States President and cheerleader captain. But Hope was a freaking arugula scientist mad genius under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the aliveness of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this consequence. How majestic I was of my Quaker. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite group boarding school girl who wouldn't dare talk to such monster like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other shoes on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting squeeze and sad good byes by some people who weren't coming to the prom tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

Momma was so proud of me she was crying. She had come in her Lord's Day nicest with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teenage young lady I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the maiden charwoman in our bloodline to fine-tune high school in three generations. Plus, I was going to university adjacent year.

"I just can't believe I've helped raise such a perfect lady friend ”, Momma gushed between tears.

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


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

Prom Night.

This was it. The last nighttime of my being a high up school young lady. The night many women never get over, or never stop over regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian night. Partly my military greeting to our male child out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a luck to pin a corsage to a girl. Most were just trying to make sure they didn't come home in a bag.

With my crazy schedule I had passed on almost of the final details to Faith and Hope during those concluding two hebdomad. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mummy spared no disbursal on my dress either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra social club to pay for it. It was a informant of pride for her that I was the only stripling in the county that was going to her promenade in deal tailored designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a ashen velvet inlay. Blue ermine cuts in the annulus. I was the sultry American flag. The mitt were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in white leather.

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

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my grad nowadays. They were Worth a fortune. I still have them and add them out for project occasions over 20 eld later.

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

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut black tuxedo that filled showed the top edges of his powerful systema skeletale. For the first prison term 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 boob were such a big fair game 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 number one wood was none other than George ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the punch-drunk chaffeur cap.

"Once around the parkland James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his fingers 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 stunning I was in my dress and hair's-breadth done to the baseball club ( thanks to Patti, for thug rock gay woman she sure knew how to make a little girl pretty ) and couldn't restrain his center of my cleavage. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost miffed, but he had his reasons as I would discover at the end of the night.

The school gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 Nights, it was breathing time taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune hills that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop. ship's bell and wander chimes giving the feeling of the exotic. The punch board was taken over by samovar's serving puncher. Full metal dinner party trays with exotic meats and fruits.

Even the banding was Persian. They played top 40 on steady equipment, then out came the sitars and transverse flute for traditional Arabian music

This must stimulate price a fortune. I didn't think authorizing any of this ! It should have been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in tatty sheik costumes, and a caboodle of shish kebabs. Where the hell did this come from ?

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

But for me, the literal dirty money were my best friends Faith and Hope

religious belief was eternally unmarried and Hope swore to never fuck 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 day and they finally broke down.

They came as each early's date.

hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her whisker was open and wild to her articulatio humeri and she wore a lace see through head covering over her facial expression in a tarty Arabian style.

religion on the former hand…was in a tuxedo. okeh, at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny black skirt to match her sharp sport jacket and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and blacken fuck me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every foreland turned to them. They even decelerate danced with each early, organized religion of course taking the lead. You have to retrieve this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty age ago, this was going to be the public lecture of the Ithiel Town for months.

Despite all their bicker and scrap, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each former. They were the first ones to come running to defend 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 awe-inspiring ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, Faith joked,"monstrosity lady friend here has to work it"

"Just because you have a imposter 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 afford all this ? Is the schoolhouse closing down ? ”, I asked surpised

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

"What do you imply ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tale polarity of Faith

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

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

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

"Little service here gonzo ! ”, trust implored Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my back, that's just fucking great ”, I growled some more trying to keep my tonus 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 fair and I regretted it the moment it came out. faith could dish it out but she couldn't treat it from her Quaker, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, and her fuzz was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apache and just caught all their genes 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 calm, The saltation went on behind us having lost their momentary interest.

"wagerer yet, follow me ”, promise said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darken school. It was always weird seeing this piazza at night. Like we were walking in another world, that this was the twilight Zone reflection of a high schoolhouse. No wonder so many repugnance picture show are in high shoal at Night ; it's a unlike world.

We came to the kettle 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 lilliputian place, two rooms ; a bathroom and his living room/bedroom/kitchen. The only window being a humble one in the bathroom.

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

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prone form of our vice school 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 skilful shape if on the skinny side.

I had to take on, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had death shoved his peter down my pharynx in our"detention"school term 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 silly cows piss poor people cock sucking ”, Tyron said pulling his hawkshaw out of her mouth and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

Her response was unbelievable though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her mouth. She had gone from being his fancy woman to being his squawk. It was pretty awesome.

"trust, you go out and observe that threshold ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres nobody going to come ”, religion miff indignantly

"Don't you back talk me lady friend, you git out there on the double ”, Tyrone said sternly

Faith huffed but relented"amercement, whatever"

I had never seen Faith 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 sway my script 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 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 bed you blind for how you're treating the flying lizard madam"

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 be intimate 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 school 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 live musical composition I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through war and integration, through protests and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a John Rock in a violent storm. But there was also a meanness. An wickedness that stayed too"

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

"My the great unwashed. Coloured people. Always been treated like folderol in this townspeople. The angriness. The figting…. The love lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

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

He cleared his pharynx

"Then you and your Sister here came along. Yes, Sister. It's no coincidence that you three found each other. I'm not talking shape and blood. The noble made your ma and Poppa give you the names to find each other in this small corner of His creation."

He put his bridge player on my shoulder joint softly and looked me deep in the eye

"And you daughter have saved this town. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the effigy of harmony.I aint seen nothing like it. People that hate each early put aside their feuds around you girls. people are lost find comfort in your smiles. total darkness men and white men tattle about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one bingle white on black or pitch-black on white crime in this town since you three met ?"

That was the strangest thing. There had been an editorial about how detest criminal offence had all but evaporated for the last two yr 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 charity of marrow 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 nest egg. That was my requital to you. Thank you girl, and God bless you !"

Old Tyrone then hugged me tight 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 exclusion of my mamma 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 Hope

"Now you girl, I don't get all this stuff and nonsense dooey dressin up like a lamia shit you do. You are the gentlest creature I have seen in geezerhood. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a 2nd that Tyrone doesn't know about those vagabond kittens you've been raising behind the shop class classes. Who the heck did you think 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 park come wintertime. Some of them are my booster. They still talk about the shadow angel that brings them soup every night from Nov to December.And I see you when you go read to the sunburn victims from all them fancy books you got. You see the darkness in the universe so you pretend to be glum too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the weak, the hungry, the poor a cause to maintain going"

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

"In shortly little girl,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her berm,"you give them Hope."

The goth young lady was stunned too and sat down on a chair at the kitchen corner. This old man read us like a Word of God and had turned to pages we had never read before.

"You going to progress to Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking yesteryear tears of joy

"No, my tidings to her need to be common soldier ”, he said wistfully.

"okey 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.

"well, I aint gon na argue with a couple ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his cock began to produce again.

I knelt know lifting up my doll so it wouldn't get too dirty even on the rug and Hope was beside me in a trice. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an Three Kings' Day wouldn't stop an oral addict like her.

Hope and I sucked on the old shameful man's huge cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us feel 10 animal foot magniloquent, so we returned the favour. Our tongues and sassing found every in of his might beast. Leslie Townes 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 compass point but I couldn't give a whoreson. Sucking this huge dick was my utter humans. I flicked out my knife and juggled his heavy testis whilst Hope made sick gagging strait as she tried shoving his peter down her throat.

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

"Me first ”, promise 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 hands 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 ”. Hope instructed the flying dragon Lady and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping phone as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The curvaceous tike girl would toil into her face then move away for a 2nd so that the VP could breathe 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 missy a third gear his age. She groaned as his big meat penetrated her.

The Dragn Lady would flick her tongue up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her nerve. Tyrone began to seriously oceanic abyss dick Hope. Soon his balls were slapping heavily up against the teen girls ass. Gordon gave her Best and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my doll 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 undecomposed. And so did I.

He fucked her for a serious 15 transactions before he started groaning.Hope implored him to intercept, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly girlfriend. 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 same attitude. Tyrone was stroking his big tool and waiting for me to get lubed up by vice Principal Gordon's natural language. Instead I decided to drive it a step further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my arsehole 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 bm earlier ( yeah, you needed to know that ) but I was definitely not impertinent as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her oral sex away.

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

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

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

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

I had her tongue investigation my voider for a good4 or 5 mo. She would gag and sputter but then I would start to turn down my ass back onto her and she would follow. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her side. This clock time she got my pussy.

Hope flipped up my attire and held it up. I tried getting grip against the wall, but my gloves were too slippery so I bit through the lace and yanked them off. Well there goes a hundred Pearl Buck. But getting fucked in the ass by a Isaac Mayer Wise old man with a monstrosity cock was worth the price of admission.

Tyrone spitting on his dick and tight bitch Leslie Townes Hope expectoration on my whoreson and we were off to the wash. Tyrone pushed that fat matter in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was immense. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to cease from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his pecker 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 deadening and built up a tempo. Every thrust seemed to stretch me wider and push me more into the bed. skilful thing Gordon was there to lick my clitoris or I thought I might surpass 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 clit lacing 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 shameful man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a proficient 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 blow soon.

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

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Christ, it was like giving parentage to an oak Tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious fecal matter softeners from the chemist's shop ( you did want all the nasty details ).


I laid down on position of Gordon and Hope followed suit on the former. I think the Nazi squawk was just gladiolus we weren't suffocating her in cunt any more and made balmy mewing sounds.

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

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

promise did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big center in our tercet of faces. We opened our sassing wide of the mark and wiggled our tongue. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of flush shadow meat.

Tyrone let out a immense groan and Edward 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. most of what I got went on my cheek and chin and between my knocker. Hope got some in her lip. Gordon got up her nose, in her backtalk and in her eye.

Ha !

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

I got up and decided it should be time to second to the dancing, we had been gone for just over half an hour at this dot. 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 ”, Bob Hope assured me.

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

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

"fuck it ”, I said

I washed the balance of my make up off my nerve in a few s since half of it was gone already, and took my fuzz out of its perfectly cifed plait and buns. There, now I looked like Texas young woman. Wild ready, and boob as big as the DoS. And Leslie Townes Hope was right the grease wasn't too bad.

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

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

"umm okay"I said sharing a glimpse with Hope.

No sex or even a cock sucking ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his dick in Faith even once. During all our"detentions"when it was Faith's good turn to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the hall outside the boiler way and Faith was smoking a roast leaning against the paries. Shit, nowadays we'd call her"a continuing"

"Took enough clip"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there till aurora"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her joint,"now go in, he wants to spill the beans 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 boiler room.

Hope and I were out there a serious half minute. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in transactions. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting close to declaring the Prom Riley B King and nance and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

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

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked care

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

"I'm effective, I'm practiced ”, trust said wiping a binge away.

"Irish bull, you don't feel okay ? ”, Bob Hope understated.

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

"Yeah, he said something passably vivid stuff to us too, what did he secern you"

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

Faith was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three times in the integral time I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my windowpane after her wino ass dad took the belt to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

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

Faith took a thick 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 father"

"Holy shit ”, Hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, trust laughed.

Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at foremost between Faith 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 stroke one night and it was roll in the hay at first visual sense.

It was a doomed romance from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was Negroid. Lone-Star State was still reeling from the 60's and it would accept it till now to finally catch up with a calamitous man being treated with deference. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few month she was pregnant with his child and couldn't hide it anymore from her family. 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 live the rest of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a gamey school.

He couldn't let her give up her animation though, despite how lots he loved her. And even with his hard baptist roots he implored her to get an abortion and blank out a tired old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

Then one night, Margo's Brother and dad found Tyrone and beat him within inch of his life. They said they'd pop him if he ever put his"coon"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 barren, or how that child could grow up in anything but fear and a class 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 fille she called trust in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overcome its hatred and its bigotry and finally go for love.

She couldn't upraise a child alone and soon had to settle for a man that was willing to take"bring out goodness"as her redneck category called her. That was organized religion's"dad"she had known all her life.

religion had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting More of her mother traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making to a greater extent sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his Panama sassing and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always knew she wasn't his girl and only knew a black man was her Fatherhood. So he hated all black men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another child. And when she passed he took his ire out on trust, who fought back

religious belief had always know Tyrone since she was a trivial female child, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often pick her up from schooltime. Always sent her Christmas present every year.

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

When Faith's female parent had died from drinking herself to last over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his household home and moved into the school just so he could buy the plot of land of estate and the trailer she lived in. The rent Faith paid every calendar month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his full life. Stopping fighting, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her nous and always being her secret Saint Nicholas and"champion"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

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

Faith had rolled up another articulation as she told this narration and we smoked it and finished it secrecy in the hall.

"Wow, your dad ”, was all I could say

"I know right, fucking amazing"trust just smiled

"So what are you going to do ? ”, Bob Hope said rubbing the redheads shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to live him ”, organized religion smiled

There was a peace to her now. She didn't doubt a Word of is storey. She said Tyrone told her things about her life sentence 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 ”, organized religion said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

Faith wrapped her limb around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the dear friend a redneck girl could ever make"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

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

promise ran up and joined our dress circle of joy and tears.

best night ever.

religious belief. 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 dance ”, religion said getting back into her tough biddy modus operandi

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

"shag bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another joke and walked arm and down the Charles Martin Hall. Me flanked on either side by my Sister

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

The gym doorway flew unresolved and our old pothead pyxie friend peak popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

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

"The promenade King, flower"Hope said gently

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

"We'll be right there, Flower ”, I smiled trying to bottle up a giggle

efflorescence flashed as the pacification sign and went back in, after walking into the door 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 ”, Hope quirked

"Shut up freak girl ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the goth teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the principal got ready to foretell the promenade King

"And the family of 1990's Prom Rex is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the paper,"Chet bread maker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My sister was the world-beater. tinker's dam right he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the lacing of the Cowboys he led made him a skid in. We still gave him screaming sunniness ! ! !

Then one of the Persian band guy cable gave a brake drum roll

"And the grade of 1990's promenade Queen is……………………. Charity John Luther Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and hope went nuts jumping up and down on either position of me. They shook me so backbreaking 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 of hand that grounded me to reality was the break down look on Angie Brollet's brass. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the step onto the stage. The tiara was put on my caput. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to incite my arms around to fit the waistcloth over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

Chet stepped up and said..I don't know..something. I was still lost.

trust and hope were screaming the stallion sentence through getting great jest from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh right hand. 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 kiss in the gang. What nutbars.

The floor was cleared for our dance as the Prom Rex and Queen.

It was so magic. I felt like a princess.

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

Then he snapped his digit. A boom microphone came down on a conducting wire from the baulk and settled between us. A glare also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

Oh my god ! Oh my god ! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod ! ! ! !

"From the first day I met you two eld ago on the field behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your grinning lit up my heart and I was lost in you in a heartbeat"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love with you from the instant I saw you. You've been with me in all the good time and the bad multiplication. With me in my defeats and our victory"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've go a potent person because of you. A secure someone. And I cant think of not spending the respite of my sprightliness without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

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

He slipped the doughnut 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 greatest kisses any young woman ever had in the history of the world.


Best.

Night.

Ever .