Charity Jones here again.

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

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

The final calendar week of high school. Here it was.

A lot of examination and lots of subject time. The schoolhouse became a trace town to the scholar that did show up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to canvas just to avoid the pleasures of the flesh that might befall me at home in the preview park.

And then those were over.

Then it was Grad on that final examination Friday.

It seemed so phantasmagorical when the observance actually came. All the faces I knew, all the champion, all the acquaintance. I felt like I'd see them on school Monday, but I also knew I might not end up seeing none of them ever again.

The three of us ; my tomboy best Friend Faith and sonsy barbarian pal promise wanted to go up and dash the crowd when we got our diplomas. We even made certainly we were stark naked under our scrubs. In the end though, we couldn't do it. We all knew without saying that we had to do this right.

Leslie Townes Hope was, to no one's surprise, the class valedictorian. Yes, I was miss super popular course of study president and cheerleader maitre d'. But Leslie Townes Hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad genius under her oral fixation.

I cant remember what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too engaged reflecting on this moment. How lofty I was of my acquaintance. Of all my booster. How I was once an elite boarding school girlfriend who wouldn't dare talk to such freaks like her and religious belief, but now I couldn't imagine any former piazza on earth I'd rather be.

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

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

I was the starting time cleaning lady in our bloodline to graduate richly schooltime in three coevals. Plus, I was going to university next class.

"I just can't believe I've helped enkindle such a hone girl ”, mum gushed between tears.

"I had the estimable deterrent example ”, I hugged her back.


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

promenade Night.

This was it. The survive night of my being a gamey school young woman. The night many char never get over, or never stop regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian Nox. Partly my salute to our boys out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a luck to pin a nosegay to a young woman. most were just trying to clear sure they didn't come dwelling house in a bag.

With my unbalanced schedule I had passed on most of the net details to trust and Bob Hope during those last two weeks. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mummy spared no expense on my dress either. She spent two calendar week wages peeling at the Zebra golf-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 couturier dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a snowy velvet inlay. blueing ermine cuts in the skirt. I was the sultry American language flag. The mitt were darling too ; laced up to the cubitus in white leather.

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

Marcus even bough me infield earrings as my grad present tense. They were deserving a fortune. I still have them and bring them out for fancy occasions over 20 year later.

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

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut dark tuxedo that filled showed the illuminate border of his sinewy frame. For the first fourth dimension since that Nox in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to fuck him. But I decided he had to still wait.

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

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

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

I howled at this.

We played kissy face delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stun I was in my dress and hair done to the nines ( thanks to Patti, for punk rock'n'roll lesbian she surely knew how to make a girl pretty ) and couldn't keep his optic of my segmentation. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost miffed, but he had his reasons as I would discover at the end of the night.

The schooling 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 dune James Jerome Hill that seemed to be just in the distance but were merely back drop. chime and wind bell giving the touch of the alien. The slug table was taken over by samovar's serving punch. Full metal dinner trays with exotic nub and fruits.

Even the set was Iranian. They played top 40 on even equipment, then out came the sitars and flutes for traditional Arabian music

This must make cost a luck. I didn't commemorate authorizing any of this ! It should have been crummy cut outs, the guide in tacky sheik costumes, and a gang of shish kebabs. Where the hell did this come from ?

I was quickly the belle of the ball. Everyone gushed over how beautiful I was and yes it went straight to my head. I was lost in a sea of brightness level and beauty.

But for me, the real award were my estimable champion trust and Hope

organized religion was eternally one 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 hail until I begged and pleaded for days and they finally broke down.

They came as each early's date.

Leslie Townes Hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her fuzz was loose and wild to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through embryonic membrane over her face in a tarty Arabian style.

faith on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at to the lowest degree the top of it was. She wore a tiny black skirt to pit her sharp sports coat and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.

organized religion was the"boy"and Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and every headspring turned to them. They even slow danced with each other, Faith of course taking the confidential information. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty years ago, this was going to be the talk of the town of the Ithiel Town for months.

Despite all their bickering and fighting, despite how dynamically opposite opposite they were of each former. They were the initiative one to come running to support 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 ”, Faith joked,"Freak girl here has to mold it"

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

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

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

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to care about that tell tale mark of trust

"You see, you kinda have to ummm…pay for it ”, organized religion said turning a bit red

"WHAT ? ”, I barked loudly enough that headway turned.

faith backed up as I curled my fists and advanced as she slunk away.

"Little helper here freaky ! ”, faith implored Hope

promise stepped up between us.

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

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

"It's not that bad ”, Faith tried assuring

"Zip it Pippi Long-Stockings !"I snapped at her. She hated it when I called her that.

Which wasn't really mediocre and I regretted it the moment it came out. Faith could serve it out but she couldn't cover it from her friends, strangers yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redheaded woodpecker, and her hair was more like Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the apache and just caught all their genes in this lifetime.

"I'm sorry ”, I breathed out right away the ira disappearing.

"It's cool, I kinda had that one coming ”, she said giving me a hug.

Awesome chick.

‘ Alright, explicate how this isn't bad ”, I said now fully simmer down, The dance went on behind us having lost their momentary interest.

"Better yet, follow me ”, Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the halls of the darkened school. It was always uncanny seeing this berth at Night. Like we were walking in another world, that this was the gloam zone musing of a heights shoal. No admiration so many horror picture show are in high schooltime at night ; it's a different world.

We came to the boiler rooms and let ourselves inside. Old Tyrone lived in here in an apartment in the cover. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a tiny place, two rooms ; a bath and his keep room/bedroom/kitchen. The solitary window being a small one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the door and heard him call out"Come on in miss"

Old Tyrone was buck defenseless and squatting over the prone material body of our frailty Principal. She was tied spread eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly massive gumshoe in and out of her lip. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty unspoiled physical body if on the skinny side.

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

"Just in meter madam, I was getting bored with this wacky cows piss poor blowjob ”, Tyron said pulling his peter out of her mouth and smacking her across the cheek with it a copulate times.

Her response was incredible though, she kept trying to give out with for it with her mouth. She had gone from being his kept woman to being his Bitch. It was pretty awesome.

"organized religion, you go out and watch that doorway ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres cipher going to come ”, religious belief seeing red indignantly

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

Faith huffed but relented"amercement, 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-scented old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and throw off 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.

"fille Charity, I asked you here because I wanted to settle a matter of defrayal 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 tartar lady"

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

"No no Miss Polemonium caeruleum, I wanted you to know that digging that money out of my retirement investment firm was my way of paying you for all you've done."

I looked at him curiously"For all I've done ?"

"girl Charity, I've been at this school since it opened 45 class ago. I retire in 3 month. I have seen bookman come and scholarly person go. Your mama went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest piece I had for nearly 20 years."

That should receive been creepy, but based on my sex life it seemed almost predictable. So I laughed.

He continued.

"I've been here through state of war and integration, through protests and way too many chairperson. And it has always remained a rock in a storm. But there was also a meanness. An ugliness that stayed too"

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

"My citizenry. Coloured people. Always been treated like trash in this town. The choler. The figting…. The passion lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

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

He cleared his throat

"Then you and your baby here came along. Yes, sister. It's no concurrence that you three found each other. I'm not talking flesh and rip. The Lord made your Momma and Poppa give you the names to find each other in this small quoin of His creation."

He put his hands on my berm softly and looked me deep in the eye

"And you young woman have saved this township. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the image of harmony.I aint seen nothing like it. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. People are lost bump comfort in your smile. Black person men and white men tattle about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one one Edward White on black or disgraceful on blank crime in this township since you three met ?"

That was the strangest thing. There had been an column about how hate criminal offense had all but evaporated for the last two years in our townsfolk. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, Miss brotherly love. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A light. Something that brings comforter. That brings felicity. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the salutary in everyone around you. You are called Charity, and your charity of spunk spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this period and his serious-mindedness was making me experience 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 and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how stimulate I was. With the elision of my mamma and my sisters, I had never heard how"beneficial"I was.

I wiped back a tear as he stepped away. He then turned to Hope

"Now you girl, I don't get all this poppycock dooey dressin up like a lamia red cent you do. You are the soft 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 kittens you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat habitation"

Leslie Townes Hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them cover to the vets in the park come winter. Some of them are my champion. They still talk about the dark angel that brings them soup every night from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the burn victims from all them fancy Word of God you got. You see the darkness in the world so you pretend to be dark too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the feeble, the hungry, the pathetic a reasonableness to keep going"

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

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

The goth girl was stunned too and sat down on a hot seat at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a ledger and had turned to pages we had never read before.

"You going to make faith cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking by tears of joy

"No, my words to her pauperism to be private ”, he said wistfully.

"Okay fine, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

"To hell with the cock sucking, 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 grow again.

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

Hope and I sucked on the old Negro man's huge cock in earnest. No, to say that would diminish it. We worshipped his phallus. He had made us feel 10 feet improbable, so we returned the favor. Our clapper and sass found every column 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 shucks. Sucking this Brobdingnagian dick was my complete globe. I flicked out my natural language and juggled his heavy balls whilst Hope made sick gagging sounds as she tried shoving his cock down her throat.

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

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

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

"lick it bitch, lube me up ”. Leslie Townes Hope instructed the Dragon noblewoman and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sounds as she obediently licked out Hope cooze. The busty goth lady friend would grind into her nerve then strike away for a 2nd so that the VP could breathe then labor again. After a twain minutes she signalled she was ready.

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

The Dragn Lady would leaf her spit up as Old Tyrone's balls would slap against her face. Tyrone began to seriously rich dick Hope. Soon his balls were slapping heavily up against the stripling miss ass. Gordon gave her best and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my doll and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really awful and hot about seeing grampa and the school girl. In that way I took after promise, she liked it the cruddy the beneficial. And so did I.

He fucked her for a good 15 mo before he started groaning.Hope implored him to terminate, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly girl. Like the the gentleman he was, Tyrone slowed down and pulled out.

Bob 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 position. Tyrone was stroking his big cock and waiting for me to get lubed up by vice Principal Gordon's tongue. Instead I decided to take it a step further.

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

"Eat it bitch ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not need that. I had no spirit on getting laid or anal tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big cause earlier ( yeah, you needed to lie with that ) but I was definitely not reinvigorated as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her principal away.

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

And by sat on her face, I mean sat on her typeface. I put my consistence weighting 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 kick, or I see if you can go 4 minutes"

That did it. I felt the Nazi squawk's lingua shimmy up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by little girl, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the woman who made my spirit hell eat out my tight ass was even better.

I had her tongue probe my shitter for a good4 or 5 minute. She would gag and clamber but then I would depart 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 time she got my pussy.

Bob Hope flipped up my garb and held it up. I tried getting traction against the wall, but my glove were too slippery so I bit through the laces and yanked them off. Well there goes a hundred horse. But getting fucked in the ass by a Wise old man with a devil cock was Worth the cost of admission.

Tyrone spit on his dick and nasty gripe Hope spit on my son of a bitch and we were off to the races. 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 break off from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his dick for more lube and so would trust, eventually I had half his gumshoe 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 boring and built up a tempo. Every poke seemed to unfold me spacious and promote me more into the bed. Good affair Gordon was there to lap up my clit or I thought I might pass out. Soon Tyrone had a steady strong pulsation pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this goliath tore me apart but it was deserving it. Combined with the clit defeat and sucking, my cheek being stretched in my ass I was soon cumming up a storm.I whimpered through each one of them as this dirty old blackened man fucked my hit tight teenager ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good twenty moment as I came two more times from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to break up up the pace. He was going to drift soon.

"No, no, waitress ”, I said being my play not wanting to completely ruin my super-dress,"pull out, pull out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Christ, it was like giving birth to an oak Tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking serious BM softeners from the chemist's shop ( you did want all the foul details ).


I laid down on face of Gordon and hope followed suit on the other. I think the German Nazi Bitch was just gladiola we weren't suffocating her in puss any more and made soft mewing sounds.

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

"And our breast"I said pulling the top pile and letting the mighty bazonga sisters free.

Hope did the Saami and soon Tyrone was stroking his big meat in our triplet of faces. We opened our mouths wide and wiggled our tongues. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of prime of life disconsolate meat.

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

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his cock smell of my smutty ass into the tartar ma'am's mouth. He really shoved in and made her neat his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

I got up and decided it should be clock time to indorse to the terpsichore, we had been gone for just over half an minute at this full stop. 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 boobs and there was a cumstain resting between my cleavage.

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

"I hope so ”, I going into his bathroom 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 face in a few seconds since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and posterior. There, now I looked like Texas girl. wild prepare, and boobs as big as the state. And Bob Hope was right the stigma wasn't too bad.

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

"Could you two send in religious belief on your way out, I need to blab out 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 dick in Faith even once. During all our"custody"when it was Faith's turn 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 trust was smoking a articulate leaning against the wall. shit, nowadays we'd vociferation her"a chronic"

"Took adequate time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there trough dawn"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her juncture,"now go in, he wants to blab out to you"

"Talk to me ?"Faith asked,"Is that codification 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 good half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the stick in instant. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting tightlipped 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 religion 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 commodity, I'm good ”, Faith said wiping a shoot away.

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

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

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

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

Faith was never like this. I had seen her partitioning maybe three times in the intact meter I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at night when she snuck through my window after her rummy ass dad took the belt to her. But nothing like this. Never anything like this.

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

Faith took a oceanic abyss 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 ”, faith laughed.

Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at world-class 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 adult female by the public figure of Margo who had come to town some twenty yr back. She didn't give a fuck about race, but her parents susre did. They met by accident one nighttime and it was hump at low gear peck.

It was a doomed romance from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was Patrick White and he was black-market. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would subscribe to it till now to finally trip up up with a sinister man being treated with respect. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few calendar month she was significant with his nipper and couldn't hide it anymore from her family unit. She was going to go to college all disbursement paid if she just terminated the babe and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to live the repose of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high-pitched school.

He couldn't let her give up her sprightliness though, despite how much he loved her. And even with his impregnable baptist tooth root he implored her to get an abortion and forget a wear upon old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

Then one nighttime, Margo's Brother and dad found Tyrone and beat him within inches of his life. They said they'd toss off him if he ever put his"nigger"hand on their Sister again. Margo found out and said she'd run away with him.

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be rid, or how that tyke 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 birth to a sister miss she called Faith in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the human beings could one day overcome its hatred and its bigotry and finally accept love.

She couldn't raise a youngster alone and soon had to settle for a man that was willing to postulate"broken goodness"as her redneck kinsperson called her. That was Faith's"dad"she had known all her life.

trust had that prematurely tan pelt somehow getting more of her mother traits than her dad. She had his curly hairsbreadth that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her hair making More horse sense now. She also had her dad's ambling pace, his sailors sassing and his unflinching bravery.

The man who"raised"her always get laid she wasn't his daughter and only knew a mordant man was her father. So he hated all pitch-black men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another child. And when she passed he took his anger out on organized religion, who fought back

organized religion had always know Tyrone since she was a short girlfriend, but he always thought of him as her mothers friend. He would often blame her up from school. Always sent her Yuletide present every year.

pit she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connections all over town and always convinced the sheriff to look the former way when it came to her pot transaction and underage drinking.

When Faith's female parent had died from drinking herself to dying over grief, Tyrone almost wanted to do the Lapp. So he sold his family menage and moved into the school just so he could buy the plot of state and the trailer she lived in. The rent Faith paid every month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his full life. Stopping competitiveness, pulling favour, keeping a roof over her head and always being her mysterious Santa and"booster"for gifts on her birthday and Christmas.

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

Faith had rolled up another joint as she told this tale and we smoked it and finished it secrecy 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 ? ”, Hope said rubbing the redhead shoulder.

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

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

"What an amazing 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 weaponry around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, thank you for being the best acquaintance a cracker miss could ever have"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

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

Bob Hope ran up and joined our circle of joy and tears.

Charles Herbert Best Nox ever.

religious belief. 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 toughened chick number

"Yeah, Id hate to neglect the opportunity to genuflect at Angie Brollet's fundament ”, Hope snorted.

"piece of ass cunt ”, was my retort.

We shared another gag and walked arm and down the mansion house. Me flanked on either slope by my sisters

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

The gym door flew subject and our old pothead pyxie friend Flower popped out in a tie died sundress.

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

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

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

"The Prom Billie Jean Moffitt King, prime"Hope said gently

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

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

blossom flashed as the peacefulness foretoken and went back in, after walking into the door 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 hint of foreshadowing.

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

"Shut up freak little girl ”, Faith snarked back

"Love you"the boor teased back.

We stepped in the gym as the principal got set up to annunciate the promenade Billie Jean Moffitt King

"And the Class of 1990's Prom top executive is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the paper,"Chet bread maker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My infant was the Martin Luther King Jr.. damn rightfulness he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprise, the trouncing of the Cowboys he led made him a shoe in. We still gave him screaming cheers ! ! !

Then one of the Persian band guys gave a drum paradiddle

"And the class of 1990's promenade Queen is……………………. Greek valerian Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and Hope went nuts jumping up and down on either face of me. They shook me so knockout I nearly popped out of the bodice.

trust shoved me forward to the stage. I was in a enchantment. This nighttime was getting unreal.

A bank bill that grounded me to reality was the beat expression on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was genuine

I smiled and walked up the step onto the point. The tiara was put on my question. A big boquet of roses handed to me. Chet had to move my arms 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.

trust 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 deathly quiet.

Oh right. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go Cougars"

What a stirring speech.

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

The floor was cleared for our dance as the Prom male monarch and Queen.

It was so charming. I felt like a princess.

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

Then he snapped his finger. A bonanza mike came down on a wire from the raftsman 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 low day I met you two eld ago on the field behind the schooling, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your grinning lit up my heart and I was lost in you in a heartbeat"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in beloved with you from the moment I saw you. You've been with me in all the undecomposed prison term and the bad fourth dimension. With me in my defeat and our triumph"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've become a substantial person because of you. A honorable mortal. And I cant think of not spending the rest of my life without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

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

"Charity Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My pump stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William Baker, I will marry you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the ringing on my finger.

The place went hazardous. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The band began to play



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


Best.

Night.

Ever .