Jacob's ladder Jones here again.

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

I'll skip the witty raillery and let's finish this.

The final week of high schooling. Here it was.

A clustering of exam and spate of study prison term. The school became a ghost Town to the students that did show up to eat up their pass in books. I even went to schooltime to study just to avoid the pleasure of the build that might befall me at dwelling in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that last Friday.

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

The three of us ; my tomboy salutary friend Faith and stacked tike pal Bob Hope wanted to go up and flash the crew when we got our diplomas. We even made sure we were stark 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 Valedictorian. Yes, I was neglect super pop class president and cheerleader police captain. But hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad adept under her oral fixation.

I cant commend what for the life history of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this moment. How majestic I was of my friend. Of all my acquaintance. How I was once an elite boarding shoal young woman who wouldn't dare public lecture to such junkie like her and religion, but now I couldn't imagine any early place on earth I'd rather be.

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

mom was so lofty of me she was crying. She had come in her Sunday decent with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the stripling little girl I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first woman in our parentage to calibrate eminent school in three genesis. Plus, I was going to university next yr.

"I just can't believe I've helped heighten such a perfective girl ”, mammy 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 details for the accompany night.

Prom Night.

This was it. The last Nox of my being a high school school little girl. The dark many women never get over, or never blockade regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian night. Partly my salutation to our boys out fighting in Desert violent storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a chance to pin a corsage to a female child. Most were just trying to pull in certainly they didn't come base in a bag.

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

Momma spared no disbursal on my dress either. She spent two weeks wages peeling at the Zebra Club to pay for it. It was a source of pride for her that I was the only teenager in the county that was going to her prom in hand tailored designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silk and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a Edward White velvet inlay. blueness shorttail weasel cuts in the skirt. I was the sulphurous American language flag. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the elbow joint in White person leather.

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

Marcus even bough me diamond earrings as my alumna present. They were worth a portion. I still have them and bring them out for visualise occasions over 20 years later.

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

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut inkiness dinner jacket that filled showed the clear boundary of his muscular frame. For the first time since that night in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to know him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose corsage delicately to me, his hands were shaking and my dope were such a big target in the low cut dress I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. mom gushed some more and Marcus snapped some word picture of us together before scooting us out.

The limo driver was none other than George ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the featherbrained chaffeur cap.

"Once around the Mungo Park Epistle of James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his finger's breadth at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy case delicately while Saint George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my frock and hair done to the nines ( thanks to Patti, for punk rock'n'roll sapphic she sure knew how to make a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the boxing 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 Nights, it was breath taking. Pinarets sweeping to the ceiling, wafting sand dune Benny Hill that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop. Bells and roll chimes giving the tinge of the alien. The punch table was taken over by samovar's serving punch. Full metal dinner trays with exotic centre and fruits.

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

This must take in cost a fate. I didn't recollect authorizing any of this ! It should deliver been cheesy cut outs, the ushers in tacky sheik costumes, and a crew of shish kebab. Where the Inferno 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 head. I was lost in a sea of brightness and beauty.

But for me, the real prize were my Best friends Faith and hope

religion 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 dancing. They weren't even going to do until I begged and pleaded for days and they finally broke down.

They came as each other's date.

promise was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her haircloth was lax and barbaric to her berm and she wore a lace see through caul over her font in a tarty Arabian style.

Faith on the early hand…was in a black tie. okeh, at least the top of it was. She wore a lilliputian blackamoor wench to match her sharp blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and contraband piece of ass me heels.

Faith was the"boy"and Hope came in with her bridge player resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every head turned to them. They even slow danced with each other, trust of course taking the lead. You have to recall this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty years ago, this was going to be the talk of the townspeople for months.

Despite all their bickering and fighting, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each early. They were the first ace to come running to fight 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 awesome ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, trust joked,"Freak girl here has to work it"

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

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

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

"What do you intend ? ”, I said beginning to care about that tell tale planetary house 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 freaky ! ”, Faith implored Bob Hope

Hope stepped up between us.

"Not financially ”, Bob Hope said soothingly putting her deal on my shoulders.

"Ohhhh on my back, that's just fucking cracking ”, I growled some more trying to keep my tone down.

"It's not that bad ”, religion 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 palm it from her friends, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, and her hair was more the likes of 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 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 becalm, The dance 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 place at nighttime. Like we were walking in another existence, that this was the Twilight Zone reflexion of a high school. No wonder so many revulsion movies are in high schools at night ; it's a different world.

We came to the boiler 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 tiny place, two rooms ; a bathroom and his living room/bedroom/kitchen. The solitary window being a small one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the room access and heard him yell out"seminal fluid on in girls"

Old Tyrone was buck nude and squatting over the prone form of our Vice dealer. She was tied spread eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly monumental gumshoe in and out of her sassing. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty safe Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe if on the scraggy side.

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

"Just in prison term Lady, I was getting bored with this silly cows piss short blowjob ”, Tyron said pulling his gumshoe out of her mouth and smacking her across the typeface with it a couple times.

Her response was incredible though, she kept trying to pass on out with for it with her mouthpiece. She had gone from being his mistress to being his kick. It was pretty awesome.

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

"What ? Theres nobody going to fare ”, faith huff indignantly

"Don't you back utter me girlfriend, you git out there on the double ”, 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 sweet old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and stir my hand and gave it a kiss. I kinda flushed at this. This old man was a goody. Even naked he was pretending to be courtly.

"Miss Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to descend a matter of payment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

"Oh don't you worry Tyrone, I'll gladly suck you and bonk you blind for how you're treating the Draco Lady"

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

"No no Miss Jacob's ladder, I wanted you to make out that digging that money out of my retreat investment trust 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 calendar month. I have seen students come and students go. Your mom went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest piece I had for nearly 20 years."

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

He continued.

"I've been here through warfare and integrating, through protest and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a rock music in a tempest. But there was also a closeness. An wickedness that stayed too"

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

"My multitude. dark people. Always been treated like applesauce in this town. The ira. The figting…. The love life lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that intend old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always persist underneath despite what that cowboy in the White family says ”.

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your sister here came along. Yes, sisters. It's no conjunction that you three found each other. I'm not talking physical body and stemma. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the names to find each other in this small box of His creation."

He put his work force on my shoulders 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 image of harmony.I aint seen goose egg like it. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. People are lost find puff in your smiles. Black men and egg white men talk about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single whiteness on black or black on white crime in this townsfolk since you three met ?"

That was the strangest affair. There had been an editorial about how hatred criminal offense had all but evaporated for the last two long time in our town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, girl Charity. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A ignitor. Something that brings quilt. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the effective in everyone around you. You are called Greek valerian, and your charity of heart spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this point and his serious-mindedness 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 defrayment to you. Thank you girl, and God bless you !"

Old Tyrone then hugged me close and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how energise I was. With the exception of my Momma and my sister, I had never heard how"good"I was.

I wiped back a bust as he stepped away. He then turned to hope

"Now you girl, I don't get all this hooey dooey dressin up like a vampire tinker's damn you do. You are the gentlest puppet I have seen in years. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a 2nd that Tyrone doesn't know about those wander kittens you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat home"

Bob Hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them mantle to the veterinary surgeon in the car park come winter. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the nighttime Angel Falls that brings them soup every Night from Nov to December.And I see you when you go read to the suntan victims from all them fancy Good Book you got. You see the dark in the man so you pretend to be gloomy too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the weak, the hungry, the miserable a grounds to go on going"

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

"In scant young woman,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her shoulder,"you give them Hope."

The tike missy was stunned too and sat down on a chair at the kitchen corner. This old man read us like a script and had turned to varlet we had never read before.

"You going to construct Faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking past snag of joy

"No, my wrangle to her need to be individual ”, he said wistfully.

"Okay mulct, 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 tool began to spring up again.

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

Leslie Townes Hope and I sucked on the old inglorious man's huge rooster in earnest. No, to say that would disparage it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us palpate 10 foot tall, so we returned the favour. Our tongues and mouths found every in of his might beast. Hope would gag as she tried taking him down her pharynx, 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 afford a shit. Sucking this huge prick was my complete humans. I flicked out my natural language and juggled his grievous testis whilst Hope made sick gagging sounds as she tried shoving his cock down her throat.

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

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

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the Vice Principlas expression and face the wall. She put her manus on it to steady herself. I walked over and flipped up her skirt. Like me, the swinger wasn't wearing panties.

"punch it bitch, lube me up ”. Hope instructed the Draco madam and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sound as she obediently licked out Hope cooze. The busty peasant girl would bray into her face then move away for a second so that the VP could breathe then mash again. After a mates minute she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big dick into the lady friend a third his age. She groaned as his big meat penetrated her.

The Dragn Lady would flick her spit up as Old Tyrone's testicle would slap against her font. Tyrone began to seriously mysterious gumshoe Bob Hope. Soon his balls were slapping heavily up against the teen lady friend ass. Gordon gave her good and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my skirt and fingered my ego as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really nasty and hot about seeing grampa and the school day miss. In that way I took after Hope, she liked it the nastier the punter. And so did I.

He fucked her for a good 15 minutes before he started groaning.Hope implored him to stop, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly girl. 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 spatial relation. Tyrone was stroking his big dick and waiting for me to get lubed up by Vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to fill it a stair further.

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

"Eat it gripe ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not want that. I had no spirit 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 away.

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

And by sat on her nerve, I mean sat on her grimace. I put my body weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big round buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 seconds before I squatted up.

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

That did it. I felt the nazi squawk's spit slip-up up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by girls, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my liveliness hell eat out my foul ass was even better.

I had her clapper probe my defecator for a good4 or 5 minutes. She would gag and skin but then I would go 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 typeface. This clock time she got my pussy.

Leslie Townes Hope flipped up my wearing apparel and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my boxing glove were too slippery so I bit through the lacing and yanked them off. Well there goes a C bucks. But getting fucked in the ass by a Stephen Samuel Wise old man with a teras cock was deserving the price of admission.

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

Tyrone would spit on his cock for more lubricating substance 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 slow and built up a pacing. Every driving force seemed to extend me wider and advertize me more into the bed. Good thing Gordon was there to work my clit or I thought I might pass 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 Charles Frederick Worth it. Combined with the clitoris licking and suction, 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 disastrous man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a safe twenty minutes as I came two More times from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pick up the pace. He was going to blow 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. Jesus of Nazareth, it was like giving birth to an oak Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious stool softeners from the apothecary's shop ( you did want all the nasty details ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Hope followed causa on the other. I think the Nazi Bitch was just gladiola we weren't suffocating her in cunt any more than and made subdued mewing sounds.

"Cum on her faces ”, Bob Hope said getting the steer

"And our teat"I said pulling the top down and letting the mighty bazonga sis free.

Hope did the Sami and soon Tyrone was stroking his big pith in our trey of faces. We opened our lip wide of the mark and wiggled our tongues. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a solid food of prime saturnine meat.

Tyrone let out a huge moan and egg white salvo of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after spurt came out and we waved across like a firehose. nigh of what I got went on my buttock and chin and between my boobs. Hope got some in her mouthpiece. Gordon got up her nose, in her oral cavity and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his cock smelling of my nasty ass into the Dragon gentlewoman's mouth. He really shoved in and made her pick his hawkshaw 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 compass point. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. hope wiped her cum off and licked my face clean. But the cum had already dribbled down my bosom 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 can and looking in the mirror.

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

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my make up off my nerve in a few second base since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and buns. There, now I looked like Texas girlfriend. wilderness ready, and pinhead as big as the commonwealth. And 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 face. No clean up for her. Good.

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

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

No sex or even a blowjob ? That was odd.

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

We went out into the manor hall outside the boiler room and Faith was smoking a joint leaning against the wall. diddly, nowadays we'd call her"a chronic"

"Took enough clock time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there public treasury dawn"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her roast,"now go in, he wants to spill the beans to you"

"public lecture to me ?"religion 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.

Bob Hope and I were out there a good half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in minutes. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting close to declaring the Prom magnate 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 honest, I'm honest ”, organized religion said wiping a split away.

"poop, you don't facial expression okay ? ”, Hope understated.

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

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

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

religious belief was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three times in the entire clock 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 knock to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

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

Faith took a bass 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 Padre"

"Holy shit ”, promise said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, organized religion laughed.

Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at first between religion 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 womanhood by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty years back. She didn't give a piece of ass about race, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one night and it was love at showtime heap.

It was a doomed romance from the first. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was shameful. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would take it till now to finally catch up with up with a black man being treated with respect. 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 sister and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to inhabit the rest of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

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

Then one dark, Margo's brothers and dad found Tyrone and beat him within column inch of his sprightliness. They said they'd pour down him if he ever put his"nigger"manus on their babe 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 grow up in anything but awe 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 nascence to a baby young woman she called Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the world could one day overpower its hatred and its bigotry and finally accept love.

She couldn't raise a child alone and soon had to subside for a man that was will to take"better trade good"as her redneck family called her. That was organized religion's"dad"she had known all her life.

Faith had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting Sir Thomas More of her mother traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making more sentiency now. She also had her dad's ambling gait, his sailors mouth and his unflinching bravery.

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

Faith had always know Tyrone since she was a little young woman, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often pluck her up from schooltime. Always sent her Christmastime present every year.

Hell she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had joining all over townspeople and always convinced the sheriff to calculate the other way when it came to her pot dealings and underage drinking.

When organized religion's mother had died from drinking herself to death over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the like. So he sold his kinsperson home and moved into the schoolhouse just so he could buy the plot of solid ground and the dawdler she lived in. The rent organized religion paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his integral life sentence. Stopping conflict, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her head and always being her privy Father Christmas and"admirer"for gift on her birthday and Christmas.

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

religious belief 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 awful"faith just smiled

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

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

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

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

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one more matter ”, organized religion said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

Faith wrapped her arms around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the unspoiled friend a cracker lady friend could ever feature"


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 tears or her own extending her arm to promise

Leslie Townes Hope ran up and joined our roach of joy and tears.

Best night ever.

Faith. 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 terpsichore ”, Faith said getting back into her tough dame number

"Yeah, Id hate to lack the opportunity to genuflect at Angie Brollet's ft ”, Bob Hope snorted.

"shag bitch ”, was my retort.

We shared another laugh and walked arm and down the Asaph Hall. Me flanked on either side by my sisters

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

The gym room access flew outdoors and our old pothead pixie ally Flower popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

"Like you've got ta come now, they're about to announce like the Billie Jean King of the schooling"

"The prom King, Flower"Hope said gently

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

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

Flower flashed as the peace mark and went back in, after walking into the door first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to omit her ”, religion chuckled.

"Somehow I dont think that's the finally we've seen of her,"I said almost feeling a touch of foreshadowing.

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

"Shut up monstrosity little girl ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the goth teased back.

We stepped in the gymnasium as the head got ready to announce the prom King

"And the category of 1990's Prom King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the newspaper publisher,"Chet baker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the King. damn right hand he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprisal, the trouncing of the Cowboys he led made him a shoe in. We still gave him screaming cheers ! ! !

Then one of the Farsi band guys gave a drumfish paradiddle

"And the socio-economic class of 1990's promenade queer is……………………. Charity Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


religious belief and Bob Hope went crackpot jumping up and down on either side of me. They shook me so hard I nearly popped out of the bodice.

Faith shoved me forward to the microscope stage. I was in a spell. This night was getting unreal.

A note that grounded me to reality was the shell look on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was real

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

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

Faith and Bob Hope were screaming the entire sentence through getting great jape 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.

Faith and Bob Hope loved it though. I even saw them kiss in the crew. What nutbars.

The level was cleared for our dance as the Prom king and Queen.

It was so magical. I felt like a princess.

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

Then he snapped his finger. A boom mike came down on a wire from the raftman 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 kickoff day I met you two year ago on the field behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smile lit up my heart and I was lost in you in a split second"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in love with you from the second I saw you. You've been with me in all the good multiplication and the bad fourth dimension. With me in my defeat and our victories"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've get a stronger someone because of you. A better person. And I cant think of not spending the respite of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Polemonium caeruleum Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My affectionateness stopped

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

He slipped the annulus on my finger.

The place went wild. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The ring began to play



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


Best.

dark.

Ever .