Jacob's ladder Jones here again.

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

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

The final week of high school. Here it was.

A clump of test and wad of study time. The schooltime became a ghost town to the students that did establish up to bury their headspring in Word of God. I even went to shoal to study just to deflect the pleasures of the soma that might happen me at place in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that final Friday.

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

The three of us ; my romp best Friend Faith and full-bosomed tike pal Hope wanted to go up and flash the crowd when we got our diplomas. We even made sure we were unadulterated 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 class valedictory speaker. Yes, I was overleap super popular category president and cheerleader maitre d'hotel. But Hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad genius under her viva 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 import. How proud I was of my friend. Of all my protagonist. How I was once an elect embarkment school girl who wouldn't dare talk of the town to such freaks like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other plaza on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting clinch and sad good adios by some multitude 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 nerve, now I was sad to see her go.

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

I was the world-class char in our bloodline to graduate high schooling in three generation. Plus, I was going to university next yr.

"I just can't believe I've helped enkindle such a perfect female child ”, Momma gushed between tears.

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


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

Prom Night.

This was it. The stopping point night of my being a high school girlfriend. The Nox many women never get over, or never end regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian Nox. Partly my salute to our male child out fighting in Desert storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a fortune to pin a corsage to a girl. about were just trying to piss for certain they didn't come domicile in a bag.

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

ma spared no expense on my dress either. She spent two hebdomad wages peeling at the Zebra gild to pay for it. It was a source of pride for her that I was the entirely adolescent in the county that was going to her prom in paw tailored designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a blanched velvet inlay. wild blue yonder ermine undercut in the chick. I was the sultry American English flag. The baseball mitt were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in blank leather.

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

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my grad nowadays. They were deserving a fate. I still have them and bring them out for project occasions over 20 years later.

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

God he was so big. A perfectly cut black black tie that filled showed the clean-cut edges of his hefty frame. For the first metre since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to eff him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose corsage delicately to me, his bridge player were shaking and my breast were such a big quarry in the low cut wearing apparel I was just gladiolus there wasn't an impalement. mammy gushed some more and Marcus snapped some motion-picture show of us together before scooting us out.

The limo number one wood was none early than George V ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the ridiculous chaffeur cap.

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

I howled at this.

We played kissy expression delicately while George VI drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how bedaze I was in my frock and whisker done to the nines ( thanks to Patti, for spunk rock lesbian she sure knew how to cook a girl pretty ) and couldn't maintain his centre of my segmentation. He didn't like the baseball glove, 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 dark, it was breathing spell taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting dune Alfred Hawthorne that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely rear drop. ship's bell and wind chimes giving the soupcon of the exotic. The puncher table was taken over by samovar's serving punch. Full metal dinner trays with exotic marrow and fruits.

Even the striation was Farsi. They played top 40 on regular equipment, then out came the sitars and flutes for traditional Arabian medicine

This must ingest price a hazard. I didn't commemorate authorizing any of this ! It should give been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in cheap sheik costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the hell did this seed from ?

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

But for me, the real prize were my skilful ally Faith and Hope

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

They came as each former's date.

Hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was light and wild to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through veil over her cheek in a tarty Arab style.

faith on the other hand…was in a black tie. O.K., at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny black skirt to equate her acutely blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishing net and melanise fuck me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and promise came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every head turned to them. They even slow danced with each former, religious belief of line taking the lead. You have to commemorate this simply didn't happen in TX twenty twelvemonth ago, this was going to be the talk of the town of the town for months.

Despite all their tiff and combat, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each early. They were the first ace to fall running to defend the other. 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 awing ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, Faith joked,"freak girl here has to shape it"

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

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

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

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tale sign of the zodiac 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 fists and advanced as she slunk away.

"Little assistance here outre ! ”, Faith implored Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

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

"Ohhhh on my rear, that's just fucking great ”, 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 clean and I regretted it the here and now it came out. Faith could dish it out but she couldn't handle it from her acquaintance, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, and her tomentum was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the apache and just caught all their cistron 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 serene, The dance went on behind us having lost their momentary interest.

"Better yet, keep up me ”, promise said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darken shoal. It was always weird seeing this place at Night. Like we were walking in another world, that this was the gloam zona reflection of a high school. No marvel so many horror pic are in high schools at night ; it's a dissimilar world.

We came to the kettle rooms and let ourselves inside. Old Tyrone lived in here in an flat in the back. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a midget seat, two rooms ; 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 call out"semen on in daughter"

Old Tyrone was buck naked and squatting over the prostrate form of our Vice principal sum. She was tied spreadhead eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly monolithic dick in and out of her mouth. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty thoroughly shape if on the skinny side.

I had to hold, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had finally shoved his dick down my throat in our"detention"session with Vice Principal Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in metre ladies, I was getting bored with this ridiculous cows piss poor blowjob ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her oral fissure and smacking her across the face with it a couple times.

Her chemical reaction was incredible though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her back talk. She had gone from being his mistress to being his Bitch. It was pretty awesome.

"Faith, you go out and catch that door ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres cypher going to come ”, Faith huff indignantly

"Don't you back utter me missy, you git out there on the duplicate ”, Tyrone said sternly

faith huffed but relented"Fine, whatever"

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

Tyrone came over and excite 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 Polemonium van-bruntiae, I asked you here because I wanted to go under a matter of requital 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 Draco peeress"

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

"No no young woman Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I wanted you to cognize 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 Greek valerian, I've been at this shoal since it opened 45 eld ago. I retire in 3 months. I have seen students come and students go. Your ma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest 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 state of war and desegregation, through protests and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a tilt in a storm. But there was also a meanness. An nefariousness that stayed too"

We were rapt. This was the nitty-gritty of the school.

"My the great unwashed. Coloured masses. Always been treated like trash in this townsfolk. The anger. The figting…. The erotic love lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that tight old bitch on the bed to me was just living test copy that it would always persist underneath despite what that cattleman 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 frame and blood. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the names to come up each other in this modest quoin of His creation."

He put his hired hand on my shoulder joint softly and looked me deep in the eye

"And you fille 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. multitude that hate each early put aside their feuds around you girls. People are lost witness comfort in your grinning. Black men and white men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single tweed on black or lightlessness on T. H. White offence in this Ithiel Town since you three met ?"

That was the foreign thing. There had been an editorial about how hate crime had all but evaporated for the last two years in our Ithiel Town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, Miss brotherly love. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A luminance. Something that brings puff. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the best in everyone around you. You are called Jacob's ladder, and your charity of heart and soul spreads out to everyone around you"

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

"And that's why I paid for tonight outta my nest egg. That was my payment to you. give thanks you girl, and God bless you !"

Old Tyrone then hugged me close down and I was overwhelmed by his forgivingness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how exciting I was. With the exclusion of my mammy and my sisters, I had never heard how"ripe"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 stuff and nonsense dooey dressin up like a vampire shit you do. You are the easy creature I have seen in years. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a second that Tyrone doesn't know about those stray kitty you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat dwelling"

hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them blanket to the vet in the parkland come wintertime. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the dark holy person that brings them soup every dark from Nov to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn victims from all them fancy volume you got. You see the darkness in the world so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a faint ! You give the weak, the hungry, the wretched a reasonableness to hold on going"

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

"In short girl,"Tyrone said putting his deal on her berm,"you give them Hope."

The goth girl was stunned too and sat down on a chair 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 do Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past tears of joy

"No, my words to her need to be buck 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.

"Well, I aint gon na argue with a twain ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his cock began to arise again.

I knelt know lifting up my skirt so it wouldn't get too bemire even on the rug and Hope was beside me in a flash. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an epiphany wouldn't stop an oral examination junky like her.

Hope and I sucked on the old black man's immense cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his genus Phallus. He had made us feel 10 feet tall, so we returned the favour. Our tongues and mouth 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 give a bull. Sucking this huge dick was my terminated creation. I flicked out my natural language and juggled his heavy balls whilst Hope made sick gagging auditory sensation as she tried shoving his cock down her throat.

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

"Me number 1 ”, Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the frailty Principlas face and face the paries. She put her mitt on it to calm herself. I walked over and flipped up her skirt. Like me, the swinger wasn't wearing panties.

"slug it bitch, lubricate me up ”. hope instructed the Dragon Lady and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sounds as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The curvaceous boor girl would crunch into her face then move away for a second so that the VP could breathe then grind again. After a duet minute of arc she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big peter into the miss a third his age. She groaned as his big kernel penetrated her.

The Dragn Lady would flip her tongue up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her face. Tyrone began to seriously inscrutable dick Bob Hope. Soon his orb were slapping heavily up against the teen girl ass. Gordon gave her Charles Herbert Best and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my annulus and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really filthy and hot about seeing grampa and the schooling girlfriend. In that way I took after Hope, she liked it the nastier the in effect. And so did I.

He fucked her for a good 15 minutes before he started groaning.Hope implored him to quit, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her frock. Silly girl. Like the the man 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 like spot. Tyrone was stroking his big tool and waiting for me to get lubed up by vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to hold it a stair further.

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

"Eat it gripe ! ”, 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 movement earlier ( yeah, you needed to know that ) but I was definitely not fresh as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her head teacher away.

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

And by sat on her font, I mean sat on her expression. I put my dead body system of weights on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 irregular before I squatted up.

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

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

I had her natural language probe my shitter for a good4 or 5 moment. She would gag and spit out but then I would start to lower my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and loose enough, I turned around, still squatting on her face. This meter she got my pussy.

Leslie Townes Hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting traction against the rampart, but my boxing glove were too tricky so I bit through the lacing and yanked them off. Well there goes a 100 bucks. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a devil tool was Worth the price of admission.

Tyrone spit on his dick and nasty squawk Leslie Townes Hope spitting on my asshole and we were off to the airstream. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was immense. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to bar from whimpering.

Tyrone would pitter-patter on his dick for more lubricant and so would trust, eventually I had half his prick 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 dim and built up a pace. Every driving force seemed to stretch me wide and push me more into the bed. Good thing Gordon was there to lick my clit or I thought I might communicate out. Soon Tyrone had a steady firm pulsation pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this fiend tore me apart but it was Charles Frederick Worth it. Combined with the button beating 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-market man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good XX minute as I came two more sentence from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to plunk up the pace. He was going to spoil soon.

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

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Redeemer, it was like giving birth to an oak tree diagram. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious fecal matter softeners from the pharmacy ( you did want all the filthy details ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Hope followed lawsuit on the early. I think the Nazi kick was just glad we weren't suffocating her in bitch any to a greater extent and made soft mewing sounds.

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

"And our bosom"I said pulling the top pile and letting the mighty bazonga sister free.

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

Tyrone let out a immense groan and white volleys of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after jet came out and we waved across like a firehose. most of what I got went on my cheek and chin and between my boobs. Hope got some in her mouth. Gordon got up her nose, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his shaft smelling of my cruddy ass into the Dragon ma'am's oral cavity. He really shoved in and made her pick his shaft up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

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

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

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

Yup. Racoon centre. Smeared lipstick, mussed whisker. A mess.

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the residue of my constitute up off my look in a few seconds since half of it was gone already, and took my hair's-breadth out of its perfectly cifed braids and buns. There, now I looked like Texas young lady. wild ready, and boobs as big as the state of matter. And hope was right the spot wasn't too bad.

I wandered back and Tyrone was zipping up and three a mantle over Gordon, who still had gobs of glutinous cum clinging to her face. No cleanse up for her. Good.

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

"umm okeh"I said sharing a coup d'oeil with Hope.

No sex or even a blowjob ? That was odd.

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

We went out into the hall outside the boiler room and religious belief was smoking a stick leaning against the rampart. Shit, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

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

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

"public lecture 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 hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the spliff in minutes. I was almost tempted to ingest off back to the dance, it would be getting close to declaring the Prom King and Queen and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to give up faith walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked worried

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

"I'm thoroughly, I'm practiced ”, trust said wiping a teardrop away.

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

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

"Yeah, he said something pretty vivid stuff to us too, what did he tell you"

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

organized religion was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three prison term in the integral time I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my window after her drunk ass dad took the swath to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

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

religion took a cryptic intimation, 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 ”, organized religion laughed.

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

He told her the storey or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the name of Margo who had come to township some twenty geezerhood back. She didn't give a shag about race, but her parents susre did. They met by stroke one Night and it was make out at world-class great deal.

It was a ill-omened love affair from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was black. Lone-Star State 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 respect. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few months she was fraught with his child and couldn't pelt it anymore from her family. She was going to go to college all expense paid if she just terminated the baby and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to live the balance of her life-time with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her give up her life though, despite how much he loved her. And even with his strong baptist roots he implored her to get an abortion and forget a jade 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 inches of his life. They said they'd kill him if he ever put his"nigger"hands on their sis again. Margo found out and said she'd run away with him.

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be free, or how that child could originate up in anything but fear and a family 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 girl she called Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overcome its hatred and its dogmatism and finally admit love.

She couldn't raise a kid alone and soon had to settle for a man that was willing to have"break off goods"as her redneck kinsfolk called her. That was organized religion's"dad"she had known all her life.

Faith had that prematurely tan pelt somehow getting more of her female parent traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her fuzz making more sense now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his bluejacket back talk and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always roll in the hay she wasn't his daughter and only knew a smutty man was her father. So he hated all nigrify 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

faith had always know Tyrone since she was a little girlfriend, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often piece her up from schooltime. Always sent her Christmas presents every year.

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

When Faith's female parent had died from drinking herself to death over sorrow, Tyrone almost wanted to do the Saame. So he sold his kinfolk home and moved into the schooling just so he could buy the plot of land of res publica and the trailer she lived in. The snag organized religion paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life. Stopping battle, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her mind and always being her secret Saint Nicholas and"admirer"for talent on her natal day and Christmas.

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

faith had rolled up another marijuana cigarette as she told this taradiddle and we smoked it and finished it silence 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 ? ”, Bob Hope said rubbing the redheads shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to experience him ”, Faith smiled

There was a serenity to her now. She didn't doubt a word of is floor. She said Tyrone told her thing about her life and her mother that only she knew. There was no doubt ; he was her father.

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

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

"Whats that ?"

religious belief wrapped her arm around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the best friend a redneck daughter could ever accept"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

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

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

topper night ever.

trust. Hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

We eventually broke our hug and laughed and tried straightening up.

"diddlyshit, we better get back to the dance ”, trust said getting back into her toughened chick routine

"Yeah, Id hate to miss the opportunity to kowtow at Angie Brollet's feet ”, Leslie Townes Hope snorted.

"piece of ass bitch ”, was my retort.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"The Prom King, Flower"Hope said gently

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

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

Flower flashed as the repose signaling and went back in, after walking into the room access 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 feeling of foreshadowing.

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

"Shut up junky girl ”, religious belief snarked back

"sexual love you"the peasant teased back.

We stepped in the secondary school as the lead got set to foretell the Prom Riley B King

"And the socio-economic class of 1990's Prom B. B. King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the paper,"Chet baker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the King. hoot right wing he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the trouncing of the cowman he led made him a shoe in. We still gave him screaming sunniness ! ! !

Then one of the Iranian band guys gave a drum roll

"And the class of 1990's Prom queer is……………………. Greek valerian Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


faith and Leslie Townes Hope went nuts jumping up and down on either side of meat of me. They shook me so hard I nearly popped out of the bodice.

organized religion shoved me forward to the stage. I was in a trance. This dark was getting unreal.

A note that grounded me to world was the crushed look on Angie Brollet's nerve. That meant it was actual

I smiled and walked up the step onto the stage. The tiara was put on my head. A big boquet of rosebush handed to me. Chet had to move my blazonry around to fit the sash over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

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

organized religion and hope were screaming the total time through getting great laughs from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a mortal quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go cougar"

What a stirring speech.

religious belief and Hope loved it though. I even saw them kiss in the crowd. What nutbars.

The trading 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 hands. My god, he was so bounteous.

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

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

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

Ohmygodohmygod

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


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've become a solid mortal because of you. A better person. And I cant think of not spending the quietus of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My affection stopped

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

He slipped the pack on my finger.

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



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


Best.

Night.

Ever .