It was the summertime Samantha and I had both tuned seventeen. We where the unspoilt of friend, inseparable as far as I can recollect. She was a ticklish blonde with sea blue eye, and had the most beautiful feature film I 've ever been drawn to in a cleaning woman. Over the years she grew from a tomboyish tiddler, into a unflawed young knockout. We both changed so much over fourth dimension.

She is quite the mysterious eccentric, always has been. Always sneaking off to explore the unknown. One summers day, we both ventured into the woods a few sea mile off from our homes. We came upon a tree with a rope and tyre crafted swing attached to it. Samantha loved when I would push her on the swing. When we got well-worn, we would rest beneath the tree and talking for 60 minutes. We did this every day until the sun would set. In the context sun, Samantha had the most beautiful way about her. I could n't facilitate but stare. I was in love with this girlfriend, my topper friend.

She eventually started showing mansion she felt the same for me. Holding my hand, gripping me last to her, resting her school principal on my chest when tired, and kissing my neck opening softly now and then. It was incredible.
Every afternoon Samantha and I walked together to the tire swing in the woods. One afternoon she did n't show. I became come to. This was n't like her. After looking in the usual plaza she would drop time, it dawned on me to walk to the woods. Maybe she would be there.

As I came upon the tree we usually rest under, I saw egg white cloth flow in the air from the tire swings direction. It was Samantha. She was in a Edward D. White dress that was flowing in the wind. As I got closer I noticed red bar down her legs. `` Samantha ! ``, I called out. She stood up and was startled. Tripping over her long dress, she fell to the ground. I ran to her side. descent ran down her wooden leg, and on her compensate hand. She began to cry. This blood was n't from her downfall, I thought. She rolled over into the tenacious sens. `` Samantha '', I said timidly, `` A-are you alright ? ''. Her crying began to sink. She looked up into my eye and began to mouth. `` Carter, I-I-I 'm dark. ``
'' for what ? '' I asked softly.
She timidly lifted up her dress to her waist, revealing the source of the blood.
'' I-I tried to wait, I just could n't aid myself. ``
Embarrassed, she sunk deeper into the Mary Jane.
It all made sense to me now. The blood on her hired man, and down her branch. It was her doing.

I brushed her halcyon hair out of her eye, and then stood up. A few pes away was a small stream. I removed my shirt, and wet it partially in the water. I walked back to Samantha, and began wiping the line away with the shirt. She gazed into my eyes, and then at my expose chest in wonder. After the descent was gone, I set the shirt on the ground behind me. I gazed into her eyes, as she did mine. I reached for her mentum, and drew her closer. With a oceanic abyss breath, I leaned in, and kisses her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and quickly I wrapped mine around her waist.

We kissed, slowly, over, and over again. Some force inside me caused me to reach for her clothes slide fastener, pulling it down, I let go half way. She stopped kissing me for a moment. `` Oh please carter, please ? `` she seemed to plea. So I continued unzipping her dress, and then slipping it over her brain. A shear white bra had only remained. She nodded, as if giving me the ok to continue. Unhooking the bra from behind, it soon fell to the ground. She soon grabbed my helping hand, and placed them on her chest. Her breasts where unconvincing, bouncing with every apparent motion made. I held them firmly and began to nip. She smiled.
Looking down, she motioned forward. Her fingers gliding across my belly, soon met my belt buckle. She tugged, pulling it cheeseparing to her, again and again. I reached down and removed the belt, along with the remainder of my wearable. We both just seemed to count at one another, taking in the tidy sum of our bare dead body.

'' Samantha '', I began, `` I 've never seen you this way. ``
'' You truly are the most beautiful miss I could ever suppose, and I 'm in love with you. `` She smiled. A bingle tear dripped down her cheek.
She replied, `` James Earl Carter, I 've always loved you, always. ``
I brought her finale, and kissed her gently.

We rolled over to the point where I was on top of her. I could feel the affectionateness of her stomach pressed against mine. She brushed my backrest with her fingertips lightly, as I kissed her forehead. She motioned her hip joint closer to mine, and began pulling me in with her leg.

'' you 're sure about this ? ``, I asked her.
She nodded, and closed her eyes. With her mind tilted up, and a trench breath, she replied, `` ok, I 'm gear up. ``
I kissed her, and began Sliding in slowly. She cringed, I went slower. Halfway in, it was quick. She began to bleed.
'' prevent going, I 'm ok. '' she said, so I did. I pushed in further, she let out a deliquium cry, quickly that turned to quiet groan. I did n't want to offend her, but I thought getting the pain in the neck over with fast would be better. I closed my eyes, and with a powerful thrust, I pushed all the way into her. She yelled out, `` Carter ! It hurts ! It hurts so bad ! ``, I began to slacken things down.

Her bleeding had stopped over time, which was a undecomposed sign. I could sense her body was less tense than before. she was still compressed, but not as much as when we began.
While holding her, I pulled out and sat up, my back against the tree. I gently began pressing her down, going deep back inside her. She pushed my face into her breasts, and began moving up and down on her own. Picking up pep pill, she was no longer in pain. I began to get a impression inside me. I gripped her back, and brought her torso down on my lap to a arrest. We both let out cheap, recondite, breaths, as I came into her.
We both rolled over into the grass and began laughing. liquid state was visibly pouring out from her, down her legs and into the pasturage.

I laid her down for one more thing. I began kissing and rubbing her belly, going lower and lower. She was getting hot, her stomach was on flak. She looked down at me, as I looked up at her. I positioned myself closer to her aspect to look as if I was finished. She smiled at me, and ran her fingerbreadth through my tomentum. As soon as she thought it was all over, I slipped in my midsection and index finger into her. Her brass turned red with fervor immediately. My body tingled watching her. She was biting her lip, as if trying to hold something in. `` You 're almost there, do n't be afraid to let it out. ``, I told her. Moving swiftly, before I new it, she came.

I held Samantha in my branch the balance of the day and Nox. We slept underneath the superstar, and talked like we would do every night.

Carter had gotten Samantha pregnant that day. Her belly grew, along with the couples love. month later Samantha had given birth to a son. At 17, he also found the tire swing, with the girl of his dreams. A new journey began .