eccentric person. That's what people call me, well mainly my brother but I guess he has a reason to. I don't really fit in anywhere I go. If you look me over a 1000 clock time you would never find anything rule about me. I'm not the average 11yr old young lady. I'm short around 4'3, I'm skinny as Hell, my knocker are a 34A and that's pushing it, I have absolutely no bend, I wear thick black framed shabu with lime streaks down the temples of the frame. At least that's the color for today, my parents spent a lot on my trash with interchangeable colouring so that I could match my getup in promise that I'd make more supporter ; that was a bad decision on their division because I like when I don't match, so my lime tree green in my spyglass don't mates my black shoe, regal knee-highs, blue shirt or white-hot jeans that I have on. My hair is the true definition of ginger as it is an alternating cross between rakehell red and flaming orange tree depending on the kindling in the room, I'm a bit pigeon-toed, my part is really squeaky at times and raspy at others, I'm paler than bella from twilight and my freckles come in orange instead of red like most powdered ginger I've seen. My exclusively chill oddball lineament I've got are my centre, yea they are the usual light green but if you actually take a look into them you'd see the violet rings that lie within the get off Green River cloud. I'm not complaining that's just my life but I don't really care I mean I still have plenty of fun by myself and my bestfriend…well only friend Kyle. So prosperous me I get called flake by my older Brother, Edward ( from evenfall ), midget, and my favorite : that weird kid. My brother tells me to count myself favorable because I'm still prepubescent and most kids my age don't know anything about pubescence, but in a few years my nickname for life history will be burn crotch. To hell with them who needs them ? I've got my chum and I've got Kyle ! Oh my parents too I guess…but they don't count they have to love me.

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Darren walked over to the deoxyephedrine back door, flipped the atomic number 13 latch up turned on his bounder and strolled back towards his room.
"W'Sup DOOM"shouted kyle as he slid the door closed and threw the latch back down into locked position.
Not pausing a second or turning back Darren continued bounding up the Gray wool steps towards his room and shouted back,"Yo Kyle."
And with that he was in the sanctuary of his way, doorway closed music loud, allowing every bit of chiliad invertebrate foot Krutch flood his ears. Darren threw himself on his bed closed his eyes and drifted between the melodies of TFK and whatever the hell entered his mind. He thought about his life, it was a good life, his father was a police Sergeant, his mother the mind nursemaid over several regional Hospitals, he had more than enough money, his grades were….well his score could've been dependable I mean the kid was smart like seriously smart. There was literally no formula that he could not solve within his straits, at the age of six he was labeled a child prodigy and one to watch for hotshot like characteristics. Since displaying his awesome comprehension of all things numerical and scientific yr after year he's received invitations to colleges, scholarships, job offering, you name it he got ‘ em, but he just really didn't give a damn. For Christ interest he's just 15 he wants to be a screw-up for a while get some pilus on his breast and be a teenager and he's doing a pretty safe job of just that. Darren was easily one of the most popular Kyd at schoolhouse. He was a soph but he stood a self-coloured 5'8 putting him in the 90th percentile, his freckle were permanent and the girls found it adorable, his oculus were the usual putting green but laced with golden rings unlike the green-violet eyes of his child sister, Autumn. He was a darker ginger than his sis, his haircloth being a more bumpkinly copper color look, which made him reckon like a cool shiny-head brunette if anything. His name is Darren Day so he has a mass of poise nicknames such as : { D-Day, Darren"Dooms"Day, and Doom } his personal favorite was D-day. He opened his eyes as the euphony ceased as iTunes reached the end of his playlist ; he leaned over and clicked on another playlist, this fourth dimension Fall Out Boy, and rocked off to sleep.

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I could narrate when kyle came down into the basement he was bore to show me something, I didn't know what it was but I got all excited trying to cipher out why he was excited. Kyle stood up and looked through his dingy glasses, his pudgy look beaming as he whipped out a mag of sorting from the facing of his jackets and held it high above his head. Yep, that instantly pissed me off… another playboy. I rolled my centre and clicked on the Xbox, and I felt his hand on my articulatio radiocarpea, still beaming he told me

"Wait just look at it"
"I don't want to, theres nothing in force in those"
"Those ?"he said smugly"Do you even know what magazine this is ? Or did you just guess it was another man-about-town ?"

I tried to think of something clever to say but he was right, I did think it was another playboy, that's all he ever got his hands on to and they got a bit boring after a spell, but after teasing me with such potential treasure I had to have a look. I fumbled through the a couple of pages and was instantly shocked, the page I landed on had a middle aged adult female with her legs wide open up, two long manicured finger's breadth spreading her lips apart revealing what looked to be a silklike very bright pink-reddish cunt, all-the-while tugging firmly on one dark pink tit and letting the early be crushed by the massive thigh of the huge black mastodon standing next to her with an even Brobdingnagian cock shoved damn near into her bureau. Her eyes were full of tears there was…cum ? Dribbling down her chin and neck dripping onto her chest and he was gripping her hair and looked as if he was pulling her read/write head towards him.
It took me a bit to exculpate my throat but I managed in a barely audible vox,

"have you looked through this ?"

"N-no, I waited for you s-s-so we could look at it together"he heaved through deepening gasps. By god this was seriously turning him on, I mean I get it, it is extremely aphrodisiac but I think he's going to spoil a gasket. Let me clarify we're not dating, we've never done anything sexual, not kiss, not check manpower, zilch but tone at playboy together, he would get them from his old brothers and expression at them because well he's a boy I guess. When I caught him one metre I took interest group not because I'm a les or anything but because I could look at the women and marvel if I'll ever look anything like what is in the magazines.
"Jeeze this is hot"he breathed, I turned my care back to the new page that was lying before us. A younger blonde, probably twenties had her ass in the air spread wide with an absurdly large black ribbed dildo in it and a minor but still impressively large dick in her pussy, with her mouth pressed squarely on the pussy of the woman from before but this prison term the pitch blackness guy wasn't there. She had her teeth on the boundary of the older char's lip tugging on it as the older woman looked to be pushing her nous back towards her cunt and the Caucasian guy looked as if he was shoving the dildo as deep as it could get in her ass and his rooster equally mysterious within her pussy. I had to admit It was hot, it didn't get me wet or anything, I just genuinely wasn't that interested yet, I mean I knew I would like it one day cause I liked looking at it now but It just didn't turn me on like it did Kyle, I guess it makes sense, I won't be twelve for another 4 calendar month almost and Kyle just turned 13 a few week ago so it's instinctive for him to be attracted to it, I think. Either way it was creeping me out, I just wanted to close the account book and be done with it, maybe look at it alone but not now, no now was wayyyy to awkward.
Then I felt an submerge crushing on my left rib so fast that it pushed about of the air out of me to the distributor point I couldn't even utter a cry. I was turned on my back and felt an even heavier weight on my thorax knocking the rest of the air out of me. Kyle was on top of me and when I tried to class through the confusion he slammed his disgusting, fat, greasy lips against mine and threw his tongue into my mouth I wanted to cry, to scream, to kick back him and run but my air was getting thinner, my throat grew hot, my natural language darted out of my mouth into the out-of-doors stale air of Kyle's lingering candy kiss and I punched him squarely in the nozzle as I realized if I didn't do something, anything kyle was going to choke me to destruction. I squirmed against him fighting with all my might but he was just too maledict fat, too strong, too smart. I tried to suppose straight I tried to be inviolable and surmount some kind of umbrage but when the tatterdemalion bits of my old bluing school shirt was ripped from my chest I laid there in a heave, sobbing, defeated mess.
Kyle smiled as he looked down at my bra, totally not what he expected from Autumn. It was a purple cotton bra, with a million different colored hearts all over it, he lowered his mind and compact my breast, harder, then harder, then even harder as he watched the torment spread over my face and tears escape my eyes, he trailed his finger down to my milky tummy, to the tip of my jeans, he tugged them up hard so they'd slid against my pussy. He hoped this would arouse me but I gave no answer, just a lacuna glassy stare into the shadow of a basement recession. I hazard Kyle was really getting pissed by my lack of enthusiasm. He angrily fumbled with my jean and unzipped them folding them back to see bright neon panties with"Q-T-Pie"printed all over it. He gripped the cincture of my panties and tugged them up towards my navel ensuring they'd slide between my lips.
"Fuck Autumn, if you're not wet yet, you will be…maybe pregnant too, then you'll be mine…forever…"Those last Word scared the resistance back into me and as I punched him in his jaw I followed through with one to his temple, unfortunately the third was blocked and a piercing, ringing pain, guesswork through my ear, vibrating through my cheeks and cut my lip on my teeth. He slapped me. He slapped me so hard the way was literally spinning as I felt him crush me under his delay and his firey breathing spell on my ear…I really was his, now and forever.

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"One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memory board, thanks for the memories, He, he tastes like you only sweeterrrr, ooo ooo ooo OH !"
And with that crescendo that was the end of the tumble Out Boy playlist. It's funny how Kyle could never decrease asleep without music and as soon as it ended he'd awake up, reminded me of Suga Mama from the proud family. Kyle sat up on his bed and pulled on a tank top. He looked blankly through the darkness and tried to clear up his head.
"Fuck its deep, son of a bitch I guess I need to make oddball her dinner party, Kyle too I guess if he's still here, I don't even know what we have cle—"
Then it hit him, the silence, it was never soundless when those two were together always meretricious and running through the house, he figured something was wrong, flake was uncanny but she wasn't dumb decent to depart the house without him, not even with Kyle.
Darren flew down the stride to the bit floor, then to the first, then again to the basement story. He pulled open the door and his heart ached, it gripped his dresser and he lost his proportion. There lying in front of the Xbox was Autumn with her shirt gone, and Kyle on top of her. He had his hand on her bra, cupping it, her denim were undone. How could she ? His eccentric person is fucking a disgusting worm like Kyle ? How ? Why ? How long ? Darren looked back up as he saw Kyle move his men to oddball's thing, very close to in between them…where her undone jeans were. He looked for his other bridge player, did he desire to acknowledge ? He found it. On her pharynx, half choking her. She wasn't fucking him he was going to sleep with her. He didn't need to pull in sense out of the repose anymore he was going to drink down him, I mean he was really going to defeat him. And with that final thought Kyle was on the ground. Darren had his stifle firmly in his chest pinning his arm in the process he clutched his clenched fist reared it back and smashed it into the pudgy, greasy, smelly, fat, ugly face of the child who would think as Kyle Ramon Rhimes.
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"Stop you'll kill him, DARREN hitch, PLEASE !"I screamed with all my might as I tugged at my older comrade but it didn't matter I was hopelessly outmatched. Darren continued to pound the fat piece of ass face, hitting him in his horn in despite the increasing amount of rake, despite the check methamphetamine hydrochloride, despite the yell and screams for assist, despite the pee that was coming down the boys leg. pee ? This little fucker pissed on him ? With that Darren pounded harder and faster until his knucks were bleeding from cutting them on the Kyle's glasses and tooth.
Unexpectedly, the door flew undetermined, Darren didn't need the wow to tell him who it was, he knew, he just didn't give a fuck.
"Jesus messiah DARREN WHAT THE piece of ass"Mr. Day still in his broad police uniform yanked his son off the lost boy and threw him into the wall. When Darren recovered and tried to advance he easily put him into a broad nelson. With things settled for the moment he looked at the boy lying in the pond of blood, coughing and crying. Then he looked at his wife and down at his daughter, oh god his daughter, her neck was swollen and red, her oculus full of tears, a red handprint on her brass as bright as the blood on the base, and her jeans…open.
"Oh God no, NO, NO ! NO ! NO ! ! !"Sgt. Day threw his son to the level and almost on reflex he lifted kyle off the base by his whisker reared back with a Irish white fist and take heed his married woman's bloodcurdling screech abrupt enough to pierce his homicidal mission and cease his fist a simple two column inch from the boy's expression. He dropped kyle to the undercoat a wad of brunette hairsbreadth still in his helping hand as he ascended the footmark with Autumn in his limb. Mrs. Day led Darren up the steps holding him trying to sedate him down, she locked the door from the inside and went back down the steps to tend to Kyle, she said no Word to him, she need not to. Her look of disgust was enough. Her many year of nursing truly saved Kyle's biography, she did such a magnificent job with her equipment at household that Kyle only went to the hospital as a guard.
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"Kyle has partial sight within his left eye now because of all the broken glass, that got lodged within it due to Darren's wild onslaught."Mr. Rhimes screamed at Mr. and Mrs. Day."Your son is an creature who better belongs in a Zoo, he could've killed my son he coul—"
"YOUR hoot rightfulness HE COULD'VE, and I saved his spirit !"Mrs. Day screamed through clenched teeth."Every night when I go to sleep I ask myself why didn't I just let him die who would've convicted my son ? Who would've said protecting his short Sister from some pervish cunt is a crime ?"She stood up and walked directly between Mr. and Mrs Rhime,"No fucking one that's who. Was what my son did to yours barbaric ? YES !, Was it deadly ? Damn right, but you want to experience a arcanum I'm glad he did it I'm glad he beat that small shit half to death…he tried to rape my daughter MY FUCKING daughter and I should've let him die for it."Mrs Day spat those conclusion few words through her tooth clenching her fist the blood barely able to flood around her knuckles.
"Yea my son made a misapprehension but you forget who you're talking to, I'M NEXT IN wrinkle TO BE D.A. get that ? That's dominion ATTORNEY which means I have the means to press electric charge against your son and you won't see him for a tenacious time."Mrs Rhimes spat back with equal vengeance.
"And I'm The law Sergeant and my bestfriend from childhood is the Chief of Police so I have the connections to try your son as an grownup and your baby boy won't see daylight for the next 15-35 years."Sgt. Day said rising to his metrical foot with daring intentions in his for both Mr. and Mrs. Rhimes.
Mrs Rhimes spoke first,"Well it looks like we're at an deadlock. Regardless I don't want your son here, and I don't mean this Town, City, or province I want his ass out of florida and out of the East Coast Now ! I don't give a shag what you do to my son, if he's not gone I'm pressing rush and using every dirty tactic to get him locked up for as long as I can unfairly get."She meant it the ardor and hatred in her heart made the detail for her.
Sgt. Day was next to speak,"Deal !"Mrs. Day looked appalled at her husband, and formed her justificatory dissent, but was silenced by a Wave of his handwriting."If my son faces no jail clock time I'll send him to exist with my pal in texas, but when we're at work I need to fuck my daughter is safe, so your son goes too."
"Done !"Said Mr. Rhimes,"I'll one up you Sarg, if you get your son to texas I'll send Kyle with my adopted Sister in Korea and that'll be the end you'll ever here from us.
Sgt. Day gave a threatening nod and with that gripped his married woman's arm and led her back to the car. She didn't say a discussion to him, or the two calendar week it took to get the system set up. But the day had come, Darren was leaving.
He hadn't said much and no one faulted him for protecting his sister. When Kyle showed up at the infirmary word paste around quickly even reaching the topical anesthetic news about what happened and that was probably all the more reason that both parents wanted to remove their shaver from the spotlight so desperately. In the two hebdomad since the incident happened, everyone was extremely dainty to fall at school, and she even developed a clique at school when people realized how cool she can be once you talk to her. This made affair easier for Darren as he left knowing she won't be alone anymore, hoi polloi were immolating her now wearing laughable coloring and even unearthly items that she loved to decorate herself with and she seemed happy to stimulate friends, but he hardly spoke and didn't really give any adios's. His only existent gesture in those two weeks was the clinch he gave his family especially his sister before he left, he finally spoke as he walked through the gate turning and throwing a lopsided super bounce ball to her. She asked him what it was, as it bounced awkwardly away from her and she ran to watch it. To her surprise he answered…
"It's an Oddball ”.





~~~~~~Okay so I felt the motivation to elucidate a few affair, this is not a assault history, I mean well this portion is but the series won't be, I know it didn't have all that much sex in it but it'll get there if you guys want it to. I wanted to impart it with a drop hanger but the hold out paragraph kinda seems like a conclusion to me so I'm going to begin Chapter 2 here to see if you guys require more than, convinced or negative comments accepted I'll use it all to be a better writer.~~~~~~~






autumn woke up to an excessively tatty bike coming through her neighborhood. The strait faded in and out of with the curve ball of her region but then roared to a stoppage outside her window, it was just before 9:00a.m. on a Sunday and her parents were both fortunate to cause the day off together, a day they planned to use for a particular date and rest period, they would not be happy. She caught up with them as they walked towards the presence door, her dad smelling like coffee and her mom smelling like"ew"sex ? They walked outside all in pj's. Her Dad, in greens Bathroom with gold varsity letter that said"Captain"he moved through his police lieutenant promotion so quickly there was hardly a point in appointing it. Her mom in a hanker pink bathrobe with faded varsity letter that used to say number one mom, and she in a ping armoured combat vehicle top and pj's knickers that read :"I'm just aDORKable ”. With scandalmongering smileys in thick black rimmed spectacles.
The stranger rose off his wheel and turned his back to the family ; he lifted his helmet off displaying his short brunet locks, as he slid off his jacket. One arm had a tattoo on it but she couldn't make out what it said. What she could cause out was he was big very big. He was about 6'4 and somewhere around 220 pounds that looked to be pure heftiness. With his back still turned he finally spoke,"You've incur older, You've draw fatter, and You've gotten taller"he turned and looked at the broken family, as they all adjusted to his face. Then Autumn read his tattoo, it said…"D-Day"
"Darren ?"
"Who else oddball ?"
With that she ran into his arms jumping up to his new found height and he twirled her in her arms. He was soon comforted by a hug from his mother and patted on the back from his father. It has been nearly four recollective class, and finally Darren was home.
A white Mercedes pulled into the driveway and a young dirty blonde stepped out and smiled awkwardly, at the baffled family.
"Oh"Smiled Darren as he cupped the beauty in his blazonry,"Let me put in my beautiful fiancé, Jazmyn."
"But you're not even 20, not until next month."
"True, so are you going to leave my fiancé in the coldness one week from Christmas Day ? Or are you going to take in us in to view up mom ?"
"Uh-um y-y-yes do fall in us Jazmyn, I'm Summer and this is my husband Neal, and my daughter Autumn."
"Nice to come across you all"Jazmyn beamed.
"I'm sorry but before we sit down, may I ask how old you are Jazmyn ?"
"I'm 18 Captain Day, my birthday was two week ago Dec 13th, exactly one month before Darren's on January 13th when he'll be 20."She said a little to bubbly for the moment.
"Are you pregnant ?"Blurted out Mrs Day
"the Nazarene Christ mom why not ask her which lieu is our favorite screw position."Darren replied with the utmost annoyance.
This was the best goop opera Autumn could've wished for. She giggled at the plethora on her mother's expression, the annoyance in her brother's, and the chastising from her father.
"No Mrs. Day, I'm a Virgin, your son is a gentlemen, we've been together for nearly four years."
Still immensely embarrassed Mrs. Day responded,"Welcome to the family Jazmine"and leaned in for a hug.





~~~ok if you couldn't physical body it out the next installment is gon na have a lot of sex, and a small romance, a few surprises, and hopefully a honest story…that is if you guys want me to make more… THANKS FOR READING~~~