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CHAPTER 3 : affair Take A play For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two weeks after that party had changed my life. we were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the mass at school when they seen me and her walk through the lobby together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talking of the schooltime until something else came up to confabulate about. i still could n't convince her to let me drive her home. you know, you 'd think id be able-bodied to receive her parents, right ? awry. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't look to figure it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more authoritative issue. i do n't roll in the hay how it happened, but we seemed to of arrest talking as a good deal and there was something wrong but she kept admitting that she was ok. so, one day, after school i came up an idea to follow her bus to her house and public lecture to her in private at her home base. so, i followed the line of buses as it pulled out of the school parking lot, blue diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus act, so i followed it as it turned, being trusted to retain a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would terminate and go, i would always look for her when tyke would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the chief road, i realized that it was abandon and that she was no farseeing on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the middle of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a overnice set of Black marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the places the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove chisel, i remembered one of our phone calls where she described her house as being nice, with a light wild blue yonder exterior and livid windowpane frames, with a tire swing and a skillful, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the house, with a young kid in the nominal head grand, playing with flowers in the grass and Julie hanging up laundry on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel drive, rock crunching under my tires. the auditory sensation of a vehicle approaching made Julie release around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little lady friend, who i now realized as her little cousin-german Jennifer that i have met a clock time or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a stop and set the parking brake as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking madder than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the truck. '' she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say'who are you to be giving me commands ?'. so, i repeated my self, saying `` get in the truck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to read the clean expression on my face to tell if i was really life-threatening. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the door, and looked at her with the Saami space stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my hand truck and i shut the threshold behind her. her oculus followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting till she buckled before jamming the stick into turnaround and flooring it, throwing rocks and debris as the meaty mud tyre struggled to get grip on the loosely packed gravel. the tyre squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the road and i braked intemperately, threw it into first, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth. keeping it at a brace 55 mph, not a single word was said as we drove, except she stared at me the intact campaign with a raging look. it was n't a mad look, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my actions had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breath, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four wheel ride. we drove another naut mi and a half in secrecy except for the roar of the locomotive engine and the deep rumble of mud tire on asphalt. i slowed as a dirt negative stimulation came up, and i swung a wide right field turn onto a back body politic soil route. i rolled my windowpane up, and suggested she do the Saame but she ignored me. dirt soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in third gear, she was getting coated in no fourth dimension. she quickly rolled up her window, but the damage was done, her white tank top had smutty musca volitans all over it. i broke the quiet by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to a glade and i slowed down, whipped the turn and power slid into the dope, which had her sliding into me and giggling. i wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me as i headed back the way i came, being sure to go through every mud pit and hole i could find. by the fourth dimension we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal Lady Jane Grey to mud black, only the windshield was clear enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph speeding terminal point this clock time, we took our clock time drive and were laughing like nothing had ever happened. we went to my place and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting pluck revealing she had no bra, and her nipples were seeable all the way as day, she made me a Nice soap wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her soap up my truck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to night, her parents called and said that she had to fall house, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my truck, i looked in those mesmerizing green eyes and said to her `` child, prom is in a week and a half. i was wondering, would you need to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzled spirit, and said `` Hmm ... let me check my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would love to go, but i do n't have anything to hold out to it '' she said with a slight frown on her boldness. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that dress shop in the next township and get anything that your warmheartedness desires, and ill handle everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her implements of war around my neck and kissed me, obviously well-chosen with the answer. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the route with her tiny body snuggled up against me as we hit the route.



Chapter 4 : What Happened ... ? Where is She ?

as the week dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to go on my sanity. with all these choice and legal opinion that she wanted me to take upkeep of, i just answered truthfully and gave the casual nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's secret weapon system in human relationship ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that secret, but effective none the less. she and i drove chisel into the side by side town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this picayune wearing apparel shop class packed with early girls getting their finale bit stuff for prom in two days. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the early handful of hombre and shoot the breeze and talk about general stuff ; the episodic girl would amount over and ask her fellow'opinion on something, and of course, we would all commit an resolution. it was ok, and two time of day later we walked out of the place bridge player in hand as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to match ) and that she had to go pick up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove home, and as i hit the main route going into town i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` Honey, there 's a slight trouble. '' `` slight problem to what ? svelte as in do n't worry about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to work late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able to lead you. do you think your blood brother or a parent can take you ? '' she looked a lilliputian disappointed, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a trouble. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her driveway. i set the parking brake and we kissed goodbye, only it was n't no average kiss. we were french cuddling, getting into the moment as we were feeling each early up ; my hand was cupping her breast and playing with her pap as she begun to moan. i played with her booby while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my dick through my drear dungaree. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my truck, she gave me this mephistophelian grin before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in front of my headlights, spun around, popped her boobs out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a second before putting herself away and walking back to the house rubbing her ass and looking back a few fourth dimension. lag, im sitting here in my truck with my jaw on the floorboard a hard on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten daring, or maybe she was just really horny, one or the other. as i started to put the truck in reversal, i happened to look in the windowpane, and there i saw Jennifer, her picayune cousin-german. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the entire time ?'but pushed the theme aside as i backed out and drove plate with a grinning, a hard-on, and a half a storage tank of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly wearisome for Julie. she could n't wait to get out of shoal and go get her prom dress. each passing indorse seemed like a minute, and every minute of arc an minute. she jumped out of her rump at the end of every socio-economic class in parliamentary law to hold it to the future to produce the day go as fast as possible. she could n't hold back to surprise Rebel with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal amobarbital sodium dress, that showed off her every curve with a footling cleavage, sparkling beads that shimmered in the light like stones in a hang watercourse and ended at her ankles with a slender dance orchestra of silky blue ribbon. the cloth was as piano as new born baby skin. she would do her hair and make it all flowing, Robert F. Curl and waves all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some sexy lingerie she had hidden from her parents, a sorry lace bra with black invention on it and a blue G-string with the Sami designs. they were brand new, as her friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a rationality to wear thin them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow night, she had to make certainly everything was done today so she had the time of her life tomorrow. her brother agreed to drive her, obviously glad to get out of the home for once in a while. finally, as the final bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get home. the moment she got in her front room access, she dragged her blood brother out of his way, and after he showered and got dressed they proceeded to go to Redmont. she felt as though they were n't going fast enough, and after checking the speedometer, she sorta flopped back into her hind end for the 'agonizingly'long ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a subject with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the store closes .'Steven just smiled and shook his fountainhead. 'listen, picayune sister, i understand that its your kickoff prom, but just calm down, take a deep breathing place, and relax. trust me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few oceanic abyss hint, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a blind bit onto the main road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny was thinking that maybe he could catch Julie at the shop, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Brigham Young CD in and started listening to his music as he drove along in mentation ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten circle with Boxer Mike Mike Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a burning infliction in her left leg. as she started to get her comportment, she realized three things when she opened her eyes : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't impress. second, was that she was on her side. third, was that her brother was n't sitting next to her anymore. there was crank and blood and car share everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole earth was spinning around her. she heard a voice, it seemed pretty far off, but she could see it. she could just make out a design of a person, and they were talking to somebody, but she could n't get a line if the were talking to her or mortal else.but her aid was drawn away from that as she felt something warm run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her hand up to her nerve, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER blood ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her buddy was, and why she was bleeding. the phonation she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to stay calm, that supporter was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car chance event with a semi, and that her car rolled three times before coming to a stop on its passenger position, and that she was badly offend and he did n't know where her blood brother was. she remembered hearing the faint audio of people talking and sirens growing louder, then everything went black ... ... ....

Rebel was driving along, singing along to the music when he came up on a indorse up of traffic. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would move and then stop, it continued this way for twenty minutes till he could see the causer of the back up. there was fire, police force, and ems on scene of what appeared to bad a car accident. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and sprinkle out by the wrack log truck on the side of the route. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the melodic theme out of his head, thinking it could n't be her. as dealings started flowing again, he passed the accident and his fondness just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious as they were trying to cut her out of the SUV. he whipped the truck off the road, and jumped out racing across the road to the fortuity. he started fighting with firefighters and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the fire chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the gaffer told him that she had been involved in a bad car accident, that they had pulled out in nominal head of a fully loaded semi carrying a trailer full of Tree logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a seat belt and was ejected from the car and was found deadened 60 yards back on the face of the flock where the car first rolled, his neck broken. johnny could n't conceive it, he went around to the other face of the ardor truck, and stood there and stared in mental rejection. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through teary-eyed eyes as they cut Julie out of the lacerated SUV. finally, when they were able to free her from the wreck, they put her on a back board, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. johnny fought through firefighters to get to the ambulance, he looked at the EMT and asked if he could go, that she was his girlfriend. the EMT refused to let him occur, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma center 60 statute mile away. the ambulance sped off, with a police escort ahead, and johnny raced back to his truck to fulfill his young lady at the hospital.

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constructive criticism welcomed, also may consider ideas on what you think should go on next, and if this gets positive right to vote and stays above 90 % positivistic, then ill write and carry up chapters 5 & 6