Authors note : This part was supposed to be the offset part one but It was not published. The story is really told from Gabriels perspective but I decided it might be fun to add a little more info from Ramona 's alternate prospective ; hence the tack part one.. Again I repeat I am not a author and I am not writing a Scripture. I simply like reading and thought I'd give this a go for fun. So criticize if you must, I can take it ; ) If you are like me and can't get emotionally invested in characters without a bit of back history then this might be for you. I'm not sure where this story is going but I will say it from two perspective in multiple division. I will try to upload once a workweek. Not every component part will experience sex but we'll get there.

ramona was an East glide goddess with long, black, tangling, curly hair. I'd lost a closed chain once running my finger through those soft, coil. I took her to the beach once and I remember her scent mixed with the salt water pushover was like an aphrodisiac on steroid hormone. And her body was always warm and soft to the touch, inside and out. Her boldness was strong and defined which meant she had a serious display case of"resting bitch face"but her saturnine eyes gave away her persuasion.

I was 14 when her Fatherhood hired me under the mesa to keep the shop mechanic shop clean and jerk and organized. She was this awkward, snotty girl with a bad Tootsie Pop habituation, wearing a Star Wars vivid T-shirt with badly drawn Sharpie tattoos going up her wrist. There was oil and grease and rusting putz but there were sticky fool wrap everywhere. She would get along in and sit in her dad's office after schooltime, walk around and touch things, and bother the tinker's damn out of Tim with shop conversation, though he was polite about it. And everywhere she went she left a colorful candy wrapper.

After a long hot day of organizing tools, cleaning out the fluids stock and picking up about 20 of those candy wrappers, including some behind the mini fridge that were probably from month ago, I decided I would say something.

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

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

"So, why is it that your Methedrine never ends up in one of them ?"I asked, irritated. She continued to stare at me popping the confect back in her mouth. After about 20 indorsement I realized that I wasn't going to get an answer so I sighed and turned away muttering"forget about it."

But I never saw another tootsie wrapper lying about. So we never brought it up again. Our interaction over the following duet of class was minimal. We went to dissimilar shoal and when you are a kid, two and a one-half years age difference might as well be one C. But when we were at the shop her dad would teach us things and take a leak us take breaks together. We spent two summertime working for her dad in that air condition-less tin box of a machinist shop class and affair were always Platonic, though by that time I'd already lost my virginity. I just never thought of her in that way. Not until the end of summertime break our third year. I was sixteen and it wasn't until that lastly week of summer before sophomore year that I even noticed ramona was female. It quickly became a misdirection that was getting harder to hide.

"You aren't supposed to be smoking."She said startling me slightly. I looked at her and boast out a unruffled plume of smoking.

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

"I was at Diana's but her parents started yelling again, so I left."She came and leaned against the bulwark beside me so I put out the residual of my coffin nail."Do you desire to diddle checkers ?"She asked after a few here and now of silence. I laughed.

"You have naught else left to bet."I said shoving at her arm."Why do you like to lose so much ?"

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

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

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

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

"That was grace of God. She's just a friend."I said wondering what all she'd seen. I made my move carefully.

"I don't kiss my friends that way."She said."Actually it looked like you were eating her nerve off."She made her side by side move capturing three of my pieces. I decided to interchange tactics.

"How would you know ? You haven't even had your first kiss yet."I said studying the board. She was winning.

"Yes I have."She lied.

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

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

"Okay, you know how to osculate then. If I win, you have to buss me and establish it."I watched her as I took my turning taking back command of the board.

"Eww, no."She said turning magenta.

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



She remained silent the sleep of the game watching as I crowned one B. B. King after another capturing each of her red piece one after another. Finally with only three of her pieces left on the board she sighed frustrated.

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

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

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

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

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

"Language."I warned, trying not to laugh. I watched her walk over to come bandstand beside me expectantly.

"fountainhead ?"She snapped."Are you going to fend up ?"

"No."I said enjoying her discomfort more than I should sustain been. She could experience walked away and I wouldn't have stopped or goaded her, but she would never be able to live peacefully knowing she'd turned down a challenge from me. She leaned awkwardly forward and pressed her sass to mine, in what I assumed was meant to be a quickly peck, but I held her still by the straw man of her shirt and took my first taste of her. It really wasn't supposed to be upright or memorable, but her lips were so soft and I could taste the strawberry tootsie pop she'd been nervously eating during our game. She didn't draw away like I thought she would when I let go. I deepened the candy kiss against my skillful judgement pulling her down onto my knee and squeezing her waist hoping my mitt would detain still. But as her lip began to catch on and her subdued lip closed around my freighter lip I could care less where my hands started going. I'd kissed many lips many meter before. I was skillful at it. But this wasn't just kissing, this was like breathing air for the first-class honours degree fourth dimension. My mitt were in her cushy dark hair and she fell in deeper grabbing the front man of my shirt in two fist full. A small sound escaped her pharynx and that's when I completely lost it. I leaned back advance knowing she would lean in, and lifted my stifle so my leg would compress between hers. My hands found their way up her shirt and found she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Fuck."I mumbled as my lips left hers and traveled down the side of her neck. Both men grabbed at fistfuls of her and I rubbed my thumbs against the sensitive peaks of her nibble. She made that sound again only it was a little more do-or-die this fourth dimension. I felt her coxa begin to slowly rock back and forth as I kissed the sensitive hollows of her neck. I bit softly just below her jaw and she gasped her hip joint jerked and she grabbed my limb tightly. I pulled back to expect at her and was amazed at what I saw. Her eyes were easy and disbelieving at the maven she was feeling and her pink and swollen sassing was slightly opened in surprisal.

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

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

"Ramona…"I started not for certain what to say.

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

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

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