That first day dragged on, until the final bell rang, and all the kids hit the doors in a loud torrent of noise, running and yelling as they left the school-day behind them.

Robyn had been a little surprised at all the casual attitudes and unruly behavior that she'd seen during that first day at her new school. Having spent the first two years of her high school experience at St. Mary's Catholic School in Freeport New York, she was used to much more supervision during school hours. She had noticed boys kissing girls in the halls, and several couples were acting disgracefully intimate right there in front of everybody.

Robyn wasn't sure if she was going to fit in at this new school; everything made her so uncomfortable.

As she walked toward the parking lot thinking these thoughts, a loud noise startled her. She spun around, heart pounding in fright, to see two boys running toward her as if all hell had broken loose. The boy on the right grabbed her arm and breathing hard, whispered harshly to her, "Pretend that we've been walking together!" The boy quickly pulled his jacket off and shoved it under her arm, and without another word he started to leave the campus grounds, firmly holding her arm. The boy that had been with him did the same thing to another girl several feet away.

Suddenly a school security guard came running around the corner of the building, yelling, "Did anyone see two boys running past here?" he looked directly at Robyn and the boy with her, then at the other boy and girl. The boy beside her said, "Yes we saw two guys jump that fence just before you came around the corner. They were really going fast. What-did-they do?" The guard mumbled something about vandalism, and stalked off.

Robyn had been in a mild state of shock, standing there with knees trembling, not knowing what to do or say. She knew that if the man had asked her any questions, she wouldn't have been able to utter a word.

But as the security guard left to go back into the school building, she started to get mad. How dare this boy use her like that, how dare he! She dis- engaged his arm from hers and turned to face him.

"Are you the vandal that he was talking about?" As she asked this question she noticed for the first time what he looked like, she had been too frightened to see anything before. The boy was several inches taller than she was, probably 5'7" or 8" and really very handsome. He had black hair, in kind of an Elvis Presley unkempt style, and very dark brown eyes. Robyn noticed his lips; she liked the way they curled at the edges.

But his looks didn't change a thing, as far as his actions in involving her in his little prank. "Do you always go around grabbing strange girls, and getting them involved in your problems?" She shot him a withering stare, "Not very manly to hide behind a woman is it?"

The boy just stood there in front of her, looking at her quietly. Then all at once his eyes lit up, and his face broke into a wonderful smile. He held his hand out to her as if to shake hands and said, "Pardon my actions beautiful, had I known it was you, I'd have laid my life down to protect you. My names Max, and that scruffy looking dude over there is Jerry. We got in a little trouble back there, but it wasn't our doing. I get in trouble all the time because I say it like it is, and the football team doesn't like me for it."

Robyn asked, a little less miffed now, "What are you talking about?"

The other boy and girl came over to them and stood waiting. Max said, "You could call me a smart-ass I guess, I'm always pointing out the obvious, like what a bunch of losers the football players at this school are. And for some reason they take offense to that." He flashed that smile again.

After that, he introduced Jerry's girlfriend whose name was Kelly, and invited Robyn to the Phoenix, a cafe where apparently all the kids hung out after school. But Robyn had had all the new experiences she cared to have for one day and excused herself. But Max wouldn't let her walk home alone, so finally she gave in and let him walk by her side all the way to her house.

*

That night at dinner Robyn got the third degree about her day. Her parents were very conscientious about their only child. They wanted to make sure she was safe and happy. In short they wanted to know every- thing that went on in her young life. "Robyn, how were things at school today?" her father asked while he served himself a portion of casserole.

Robyn didn't want to complain about her school, and couldn't really talk to her parents about how she felt, because she really didn't want to go to a Catholic School again. She had insisted that she be allowed to attend a public school, and if she made the smallest complaint or let them know how confused she was they'd probably force her into a private school immediately. "Things were fine today dad, I figured out how things work, and feel pretty good about the place." She smiled.

Robyn's mother looked at her silently.

Her father said, "Well you know, if things don't work out, you can always enroll at St. Bartholomew's. I hear that their academic record is unparalleled in both mathematics, and English literature. And you know how much you like those subjects."

"Yes daddy, but things seem to be working out just fine at Mountain View." She said, trying to sound confident.

After dinner, Robyn helped her mother clear up the plates and things. And as they were loading the dishwasher her mother said, "Robyn, you know that we love you, and that we're proud of you. You've always been such a good girl, and you're so smart. I trust you to make the right decisions." With that she wiped her hands on the kitchen towel and turned to leave.

Robyn wasn't sure what her mother was trying to tell her, so she asked what she had meant by 'trust her to make the right decisions'. Her mother looked a little embarrassed, and stuttered nervously, saying, "Baby, it's just that you've always been in a pro- tected environment, and now that you're in a public school, and in a strange city... well I guess I worry about you." She sighed, then concluded, "I just hope that you aren't hurt by anyone, and that you meet nice people, that's all."

Robyn looked at the worry-lines etched on her mother's pretty face, and hugged her tightly, reassuring her that she could take care of herself.

*

That night Robyn couldn't sleep. She was nervous about school, and Max, and Jerry and Kelly, and the events of the day. It all sacred her deep-down inside. Just too many things were different, but it also excited her more than anything had ever before. Robyn really liked that boy, he was so smooth. (A term her and her girlfriends had used for boys that looked dreamy.)

Her thoughts turned to Max, and her teenage fan- tasies about a silver clad knight on a white horse began their familiar swirl through her thoughts. As she thought about Max, and what he'd be like, Robyn began to brush her erect nipples with her fingers. This fantasy was her favorite, and Max fit the bill perfectly.

Although she'd never actually sleep with Max, Robyn did have a healthy teenager's sex drive. The thought of the handsome boy making love to her was all it took to bring her graceful hand to rest between her silken thighs.

As Robyn slowly massaged her breasts and her mons, she brought herself to another sweet orgasm. It was always the same, and 'dreamy boy's' would always make her come. At least in her dreams. She would certainly never do anything like that in real life. Not until she was married, and then, she knew that she'd want to do it every night.

She could imagine that, and the imagining made her excited again, and shortly she had another, longer more intense orgasm. And after a time, Robyn drifted off to sleep. Her last conscious thought was, 'let tomorrow take care of it's self', and a quick flash of an image of her fantasy Max naked, standing before her.

*

Robyn's mother called out, "Robyn, better get the lead out, you'll be late if you don't leave right now!" But Robyn wasn't ready to leave just then. She'd gotten up on time, and had eaten a fast breakfast, but she just wasn't satisfied with her clothes. This was the third change that she'd gone through, and she was still unhappy with the effect. But time was up and she had to leave for school and another stressful day at Mountain View High.

Leaving through the front door Robyn stopped still in her tracks as she saw Max standing almost exactly where she'd left him the night before. She had the strange feeling that he'd stood there all night, but knew better.

"Hi beautiful, sleep well?"

Robyn looked into his eyes trying to tell if he meant anything by that statement. Why would he say something about her sleep unless he's seen her? There's no way, she thought. She covered up her uncertainty, and gave him a brilliant smile saying, "Yes Max, I always sleep well, thanks for asking."

They walked to school together, Robyn trying to get information about the town and school, and Max trying to get information about Robyn. Since it was just a ten minute walk, neither one got very much of what they sought.

Robyn found out that the school revolved around foot- ball, and that the players where some kind of god-like boys that could do no wrong, and that she would pro- bably like Mr. Stephens their homeroom teacher, and probably not like the principal Mrs. Lucas.

Max didn't find out much, he just looked at her a lot. Robyn was 5'5" maybe 120 lbs., and beautiful. Max thought that the nickname he'd given her "Beautiful" really fit. He knew that her hair was really blonde, no way to fake those highlights, and she had such a supple body, and graceful way about her. She was different from all the girls he'd known in town.

"Max! Are you listening to me?"

Max jumped, he'd been walking beside this beauty, drinking in her loveliness, and not listening to a word she was saying. "Sorry, I guess I have a lot on my mind. What were you saying?"

"Typical man, why don't guy's ever listen?" Robyn was smiling, and not really put out. But Max silently answered her question with the thought, 'Hard to hear though all those good looks baby.'

*

School was going great, Robyn quickly found that she would have no trouble remaining at the top of her class. She enjoyed the challenge, and even thought she might come out at the top of the Junior class if she applied herself.

Things developed with Max, and the gang. Robyn became part of the tapestry of daily life at Mountain View High. After school she would invariably end up at the Phoenix, and hang out for a couple of hours. But she would always excuse herself in plenty of time to get her homework done. Her social life and academic life were going great. And her parents where proud of her.

The only cloud on Robyn's horizon, was the animosity between Max's faction, and Taylor Carry the captain of the football team, and the football 'groupies', as Max called them. There was constant rivalry, and conflict between these two groups of students.

Robyn tried to stay friends with everyone, but one day some of the boys on the team cornered Max and Jerry by themselves and beat them up. Robyn was mad that they could get away with something like that, and went to the principal Mrs. Lucas, to complain. She had been told in no uncertain terms that it was Max's fault, and to mind her own business.

After that there was no love lost between Robyn and the football team captain. She knew that it was Taylor who had personally beaten up Max. And Max made it worse by saying it didn't matter; that things like that happened in life. This was also the event that made Robyn change her direction in life.

Max looked so much in pain as she helped him home that afternoon. He was leaning on her shoulder as he limped up to his front door. They entered the quite house, and Max yelled for his mother. "Damn, I forgot. She's at Aunt Lori's today. Oh well beautiful, I can take it from here," he said.

"There's no way I'm leaving you until you're tucked up in bed. I know you Max, you'll sit around and watch TV and eat potato chips all afternoon." Not listening to any arguments, Robyn led him up the carpeted stairway.

"You get out of those dirty clothes and into a robe, and I'll get a hot bath going for you." Max looking at his very determined, very attractive girlfriend, shrugged, then limped into his bedroom to follow orders.

Robyn wasn't sure how to care for Max, but her heart went out to him. She thought that maybe it was her maternal instinct taking over, but she felt kind of aroused by Max's obvious vulnerability. Seeing a Max who wasn't in complete control of the situation made Robyn feel loving and close to him.

As she tested the water filling the big bathtub, Max stepped in behind her. "Hey beautiful, I really appreciate this." Robyn stood up in front of him and was enveloped in his arms and was rewarded with a kiss, and brief Hug.

In a rather husky voice she said, "You better get in there while the waters hot." As Max stepped into the tub, Robyn pulled his robe down and away from his body letting it drop to the floor. She couldn't stop her- self, and knew that what she was doing was wrong, but at that moment it just seemed so right. She just had to see what damage had been done to his body, she also wanted to see if he measured up to her fantasy of him.

Max was startled as he felt his robe being pulled away. He'd expected Robyn to wait in the bedroom for him, or maybe in the hall so they could talk. But this was totally out of character for his girlfriend.

She stood there, first looking directly into his eyes, then looking at the bruises on his neck and shoulders. Max felt an electric current run through his body, as her eyes dropped down to look at his manhood. Max felt himself become instantly hard. He quickly finished stepping into the big Jacuzzi style tub and sat in the hot water, then stretched out full length in the muscle relaxing hot water, expelling an, "Ahhhh." as he set- tled in. All muscles relaxed - but one.

Robyn couldn't believe it; he looked better than she'd imagined. A boy's body was beautiful to look at, so different than a girl's, so muscley, and brown. The bruises where terrible intrusions into Robyn's fantasy, but they weren't too bad.

Then she felt her face become hot with embarrassment as she realizes that she had been staring at Max's erection, and now Max was watching her stare. She couldn't help it, her eyes as if all by themselves began to roam up and down Max's naked body.

Robyn's blood began to rush through her veins as she saw Max's swollen penis magnified in the water. She hadn't known what to expect, but to see him have an erection in front of her like that was beyond anything she'd ever fantasized about. He was beautiful; IT was beautiful.

Robyn, unable to speak, she just knelt down beside him and watched. The sight of her boyfriend sitting naked in the hot clear water mesmerized her.

Max started to wash his shoulders in an awkward self- conscious way, until Robyn realized that her staring was making him uncomfortable. Without a word she took the wash cloth from his bruised hand, and said, "I might as well be of some use, lean forward handsome, and let me wash your back."

Max painfully leaned forward and Robyn began to gently wash him. She dipped the washcloth into the tub and ran the hot water over his back then swirled the cloth in hand all over his back. Soon the cloth was dropped in the water and just her hand was rubbing his back. 'Bare skin on bare skin', Robyn thought, as she rubbed her boyfriend's back. After she had finished his back Max laid back and relaxed in the tub.

They were talking now, about small things, things they both had experienced, things that couples share. Robyn was kneeling at the side of the tub washing his shoulders and chest, and Max was enjoying the sensa- tions of her hands on his skin and her eyes on his body. He had never had an experience like this before. He was surprised that it was so intense just knowing that his beautiful girlfriend was looking at him. He kept his eyes closed, because he didn't think he could take watching Robyn watching him for very long.

Then... Max jumped as Robyn's hand swooped down his chest to his crotch. "Wow! How about warning a guy!" then, 'Hmmmmm, that's really nice Robyn, yeah..."

Robyn had run her hand down to Max's hard-on, on impulse. She had been looking at it through the water, but the soap was starting to obscure it from view, and the thought of what it would feel like was over- powering... to her amazement, he felt soft and silky. Robyn had never though about what a boy's penis would feel like, but soft and silky wasn't what she'd expected.

She ran her hand down to cup his testicles, and gave them a light squeeze, she knew that boys where sen- sitive there, so she was careful. Then she ran her fingers up his shaft, then around its swollen head. "Mmmmm, Max you feel heavenly." She said as she grasped his erection a little harder, and began to jack him. She knew about male masturbation, but only what books could tell her, and she hoped she was doing it right.

Max was lying like a live wire in the water. He wasn't sure where this would lead, he was totally surprised by Robyn's actions so far, but when she started to masturbate him, all he could do was lay there with his eyes closed and let the sensations rush over his body.

As Robyn brought him closer to orgasm, Max thought about her, and the possibility that they might have sex. He had thought their relationship was going to be a platonic one, because of the way Robyn had always acted, but new possibilities were crowding his mind. He felt so good, she was making him come, "Unggh... Ahhhhhhhhh, Robyn, Oh yeah, oh god...YES!"

Robyn watched her sweetheart squirming in the water as she masturbated him. She couldn't believe how hot it made her to watch him take his pleasure in her hand.

Then suddenly her eyes were riveted to his penis, white jets of sperm began to shoot from his pinkish purple cock-helmet. (She giggled a little when she thought of the description that had popped into her mind.) The sight of him coming was just so erotic, she thought.

First one big spurt shot up and hit his chest, then smaller ones splattered onto his stomach. As his come began to ebb, Robyn could see the strings of sperm begin to sink into the water.

She noticed some of his sperm on her fingers also, and without really thinking about it she brought her hand to her lips all the while looking into her boy- friend's eyes, and licked the glob of sperm from her fingers.

Afraid that it would taste funny, Robyn was determined not to make a face in front of Max, but it turned out to taste okay, in her aroused state, it actually tasted sexy to her.

Then a moment of silence as the two young people stared into each other's eyes... realizing what had just happened.

Max reached for Robyn, "Robyn, why don't you come in the tub with me, there's plenty of room?"

"I have all my clothes on silly, and besides you're bruised and need to rest."

Max smiled, and said, "I feel like a million dollars, I just wanted to return the favor."

Robyn was sorely tempted to undress then and there, but she wasn't on the pill (mental note: probably should take care of that) and she knew that one thing would lead to another, and it all came back to pregnancy. "Max I want to but I can't now, maybe another time, but..."

Max had taken hold of Robyn's hand and was gently pulling her toward him, she was forced to move forward, or fight him, and she didn't want to hurt him. So she was slowly pulled into the tub of water with Max.

The sensation of being in a bathtub of warm water fully clothed was strange to Robyn. The clothes clung to her skin, she hadn't even taken off her shoes, and they were filling with water. Max scooted over to one side and Robyn sank to her neck in the warm water. As she lay there she could see a little floating string of Max's sperm settle against her jeans clad thigh.

Max was all attention now. No longer the passive recipient. He wanted to return the feeling that Robyn had given him, but he knew he couldn't fuck her. He loved her too much to get her pregnant. It was going to be hard for him, because he knew he could do it if he really wanted to. He knew he could get her to do it with him.

Robyn was warm and aroused by the experience she'd just gone through, and now her boyfriend's hand was massaging her breast, now her nipple. She was in her personal fantasy, but now it was a boy doing it to her instead of herself. It felt... fantastic.

Her eyes flew open when Max's hand slipped into her blouse, and over her soapy breasts. 'God what a feeling,' she thought.

Max was hard again, and fighting his urges, he just wanted to give Robyn an orgasm, he had to keep that in mind as he began to unbutton her blouse. Then her bra, then his lips were on her nipples, one then the other. Then his hand was at her pants, then in her panties... Robyn had a vague idea that things probably where going too far, but she trusted Max, she loved him.

Max pushed her wet panties down her thighs, then he was rubbing her, and her private fantasy was in full swing. Robyn began to fantasize what it would be like to have Max between her legs. To have his big swollen maleness buried deep inside of her.

As Max began to finger his beautiful girlfriend's slit, he thought to himself, 'I don't think I can stand this much longer.' Robyn was pushing herself onto Max's fingers, rubbing herself against him, faster. Her breathing was coming in ragged gasps, as Max brought her closer to an orgasm.

Max reached out with his foot and flicked the drain on the tub. The water level began to drop, and at the same time Max eased himself on top Robyn's wet body. There they were - two teenage kids, the boy totally naked, and the pretty young girl under him with her jeans pulled down to her ankles and her sodden blouse completely open.

Robyn gasped as Max entered her. The pressure of his body on top of hers pushed her down into the water, so that her ears went under, but her face was still exposed to the air.

In that position Robyn couldn't hear anything. Total silence was her world, as the young boy began to move within her. The only thing Robyn could hear now was her own heartbeat. It was pounding hard in her chest; the sound was internal, deafening. Every nerve was taught, as the young couple thrashed in the disap- pearing water, making love in earnest.

It flashed through Robyn's brain like a beacon, 'We're doing it. We're really doing it.' She wasn't sure what to think, her thoughts just wouldn't come together. Max was trusting in and out of her, and she was pres- sing herself back at him almost in a reflex action. She was reaching her orgasm fast now. The thought of having Max on top of her and in her was pushing her toward a gigantic orgasm.

Max just couldn't stop himself. Robyn was just too beautiful, just too sexy looking to allow him the control he wanted to show. And now the feeling of her, it was just too much. With one final firmly held thrust Max emptied himself into his lovely bath mate, making a low groaning noise as he came.

The water in the tub was just about gone now, and the first thing Robyn heard as her ears cleared the water was Max's groan as he came in her. Her eyes where wide open as he came, she could feel him pulsing inside her. She knew instinctively what was happening, and she made a little noise as she started her own orgasm in response to her lover's passion.

Robyn's beautiful young body began to buck uncontrol- lably under the boy's as she reached the mind-numbing zenith of her own orgasm. All she could say was, "Max, oh Max..."

As the young couple began to regain their senses, they saw the comedy in the situation. Here they were in an empty bathtub, wet and entwined. Robyn was the first to start giggling, then Max chuckled and then they were both laughing and hugging. But after a moment it was time to think about what had happened, and Max began to worry that he'd put his sweet heart in jeopardy. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me, I didn't mean for this to happen, Honest I didn't."

Robyn was worried too, but she said, "I wanted it just as much as you did, Max. If I didn't it wouldn't have happened. I just need to get on the pill, because I have to have some more of that!" Tweaking Max's now semi-limp penis. She looked at it and said, "oh my, watch it grow. Guess I'd better dry off and get some- thing on before we have a repeat performance."

With that they both padded bare-foot into Max's bedroom wrapped in towels. Robyn put on Max's robe and went down stairs to dry her clothes in the laundry dryer, and Max slowly dressed, thinking the whole time about Robyn's wonderful body, and the pleasure he'd just had.

*

Things at school got seriously out of hand during the next week, when a big game was about to take place. The team had their strategy meeting the night before. As was a tradition that the whole team had a dinner together and kicked around strategies, and discussed the weakness' of the opposing player's, then at ten o'clock they all when home for a good night's sleep.

Apparently someone had added a laxative to some of the food or drink, no one was quite sure. Almost the whole team came down with the runs that night, and the game was lost to forfeit the next day.

Max, Jerry, and several other boys from their group were pulled into the principal's office the next morning. Mrs. Lucas gave them a rather intensive interrogation, but couldn't break their alibi. Robyn was their alibi! She told Mrs. Lucas that both Jerry and Max had been at her house during the entire time the food for the meeting was being prepared. She was lying of course, the first serious lie she'd ever told in her life, but she couldn't stand by and see Max and Jerry get into trouble.

The next afternoon they were all at the Phoenix, when Taylor came in with several of his friends. He walked directly over to Max and Robyn, and leaned on the table between the couple. "You little shit." he said to Max. "I'm gonna get even with you for that little prank." Then he looked over at Robyn, "And you! I thought you were all right, but you're on the get even list too. Any slut that hangs out with these assholes deserves what she gets."

Robyn couldn't be sure, it all happened so fast. It looked like Max hadn't moved, but Taylor was suddenly lying on the floor, spurting bright red blood from his nose. Max jumped up and stood over the football team captain. A grim look in his eyes, "You can say anything you want about me Butt-head, but you leave Robyn out of this, you got it? She's been nothing but nice to you, and you know it!" Having made his point Max grabbed his frightened white-faced girlfriend and they left the cafe.

As he walked her home, Robyn told Max that he shouldn't aggravate the other boys so much, that this type of behavior just bread hate and violence. But Max had heard this kind of thing from her before and wasn't really listening. Then Jerry, who was right behind them with his arm around Kelly, started in on how they could "really get the bozo's going."

"How about we do Taylor's car. I mean we could get some paint and rollers... I think pink would be a nice color for him, kinda match his little rat eyes don't yeah think?"

Max started to laugh at that, and said he thought that would be perfect. Robyn remained silent as Kelly and Jerry headed home, and Max dropped her off in front of her house.

Robyn had grave misgivings about her friend's new plan. She was deep in thought as she walked into her house. "Robyn, oh Robyn dear!" she heard her mother call from the kitchen.

Reluctantly she put on her happy face and when in to her mother. "Hi mom, what's up?"

Her mother turned away from the dinner preparations and asked her daughter in a quite voice, "I saw your space and science test grade. As a matter of fact, your father was very surprised that you didn't get an A, you always get A's. Is there something the matter dear?"

Robyn was irritated by her mother's question, "Look mom, it's only one test. Maybe I didn't study enough for it, but it's not going to effect my over-all grade, and I'll make sure it doesn't happen again."

Robyn's mother said, "Dear, you know I worry about you, I hope those friends of yours, aren't getting you mixed up with a bad crowd. You'll tell me if there's any problem won't you?"

Robyn turned, and headed up the stairs to her room, throwing over her shoulder a careless reply, "Sure mom, don't worry." She was already thinking about her immediate problems and not about what had just been said.

*

The next day as Robyn walked to school with Max, she knew that something was wrong. He seemed nervous, and just wasn't his happy smiley self.

"Max, what did you do?" Robyn stopped and stood in front of him, hands on hips determined to find out what had happened.

Max looked down at the ground, and slowly said, "Well beautiful, I guess I messed up a little. We went over to Taylor's house last night with the intention of painting his car, and, well... there was an accident, I mean we made a mistake." He just stood there, looking at his feet.

Robyn's heart went out to her handsome boyfriend, she knew that he was sweet and gentle, and he looked so unhappy. She wanted to take him in her arms and hug him tight, but she knew where that would lead, and she still needed to be on the pill for another week, to be sure that it was safe. The thought of having uninhi- bited sex with Max made her face hot, and caused that lovely feeling to stir deep inside.

Robyn brought her thoughts back to the conversation at hand, "Max, tell me what happened?"

"Baby I didn't mean for it to happen! But when we were starting to roll that pink paint onto Taylor's car, his dad must have heard us, and he came running out in his bathrobe. He must have slipped or something, cause he fell and hit his head."

Robyn was frightened now, "Is he all right? ... Max answer me, is he all right?"

Max slowly brought his dark brown eyes to gaze into his beautiful girlfriends bright blue ones, saying, "No baby, he isn't. I heard that he had some kind of seizure, or a heart attack or something. I don't know what exactly, but he's in the hospital now."

"Oh Max, I was hoping something like this wasn't going to happen. I've been scared stiff that someone was going to get hurt." Robyn held her dejected boyfriend and hugged him tightly to her chest. "I better go over there and see if I can explain." she said.

"NO WAY! I don't want you going anywhere close to Taylor's house. He knows who was responsible for what happened. And he'll take it out on anyone he thinks had anything to do with it."

Robyn said, "Max, we have to face up to this, and Taylor is basically a decent guy. I'm the one to talk to him; he'll listen to reason. And you're right about one thing. YOU definitely shouldn't go over there, Jerry either. He'd go ballistic if he saw you."

They were late for class that morning. It had taken Robyn all of her considerable powers of persuasion to convince Max that she should be the emissary of peace in this situation. The plan was for her to go over to Taylor's that evening and try to explain what had happened. Max was willing to take responsibility, and suffer any consequences that might be coming.

Robyn was hoping to run into Taylor at school, but he didn't come in that day. The day wore on for Robyn, who couldn't stop thinking about Taylor's father, and the trouble that Max and Jerry had caused.

*

Max watched as Robyn walked down the street, confusion and self-loathing written all over his face. He knew deep down that Robyn didn't have a chance of succeeding in her mission, but he didn't know what else to do.

Robyn walked quietly up to the Carry's front door, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorbell. After a minute the door opened and there stood Taylor. He was silent, and just stared at her. Robyn screwed up her courage and said, "Taylor, I know what happened, and I came her to try and make things right between you and Max." He smiled at her and opened the door wide, gesturing for her to enter.

Closing the door behind her, Taylor watched as the pretty blonde girl walked ahead of him into the living room. Boy he thought to himself, 'she is a knockout. That asshole Max has too much luck with women.' He though to himself with more than a little irritation.

As Robyn sat on the couch, primly, back straight, looking at him with her serious big blue eyes, Taylor thought, 'man, I'd sure like a piece of that.'

"Taylor, we both know that Max and Jerry were respon- sible for what happened last night, and I came over here to see what can be done. I don't know why you haven't gone to the police, but I'm here to tell you that Max is ready to take what's coming to him. I just don't want this revenge thing to keep going." As she finished speaking she looked at Taylor, and noticed that he was smiling.

"Robyn, you're absolutely right. I think we should come to an agreement and finish up with this vendetta thing. That's one of the reasons I haven't called the police." As he looked at this pretty woman, he thought, 'the other reason is I hate the hell out of my old man, and good old Max did me a favor.'

"But Robyn, I've been hurt here, and I'm owed. I'm owed big time. I want compensation, and if I get it, I'll drop the whole thing, and that's a promise."

Robyn smiled, "Taylor, that's really big of you. I told Max that you were a decent guy. I hope he learns something from the way you're acting."

Taylor held up his hand and said, "Whoa there sweet- heart. I said I wanted compensation, I'm not willing to drop this whole thing out of the kindness of my heart."

"What is it that you want Taylor?" Robyn asked, eyes shining, still sitting primly of the couch.

"I think a quick fuck with Max's girlfriend would do it."

Robyn jumped up, and rushed to the front door. She began to cry, tears trailing down her lovely cheeks, "Taylor, you're such a jerk. How can you be this mean? I was just trying to stop you guys from fighting, it'd be good for all of us."

But as Robyn reached for the doorknob, Taylor said in a loud commanding voice, "Robyn! If you leave, I'll call the police, and have Max, and his asshole buddy arrested within the hour!"

Robyn stood there, hand on doorknob, trying to think of what to say to this terrible boy. She looked at him, all kinds of cutting words coming to mind, when he said, "If you stay, just for an hour, I'll make sure that nothing is reported, and I'll leave Max and Jerry alone."

He slowly walked over to stand beside her, "I'm not saying that we'll be friends, but if you have sex with me, I promise that I'll avoid them, and if they do the same, then things'll be okay. Whatdo'ya say?"

Robyn wanted to slap him. She wanted to kick him in the balls. She was so mad, she could hardly see straight. Then to her amazement, Taylor reached out and grasped her right breast. "Robyn, you really are quite attractive. We could be friends, and all I'm asking is for you to be nice to me, just once." He kept massaging her breast through the material of her blouse. "Well honey, whatdo'ya gonna do?"

For the first time Robyn actually gave it some thought. She knew that what Taylor was doing was very wrong, and that she didn't want to have sex with him. But she also knew that Max and Jerry would go to jail if Taylor called the police and it might ruin their lives. Making a flash decision Robyn said, "You're talking about have sex with me, just once? And you'll promise not to tell on Max and Jerry?"

Taylor couldn't believe his ears, was she saying she would? "Yes Robyn, that's exactly what I'm saying. And ya'know, the sex part won't be all that bad, cause I know my way around a female's body pretty good." He offered her a leering smile.

Taylor Carry was telling the truth about that. He did know his way around the female body. As a matter of fact, he'd had sex with over forty women, and he had the last seventeen of them on videotape to prove it. That's what he did, he fucked them, then he shared the tapes with his close buddies on the football team.

Robyn of course knew nothing about Taylor's sexual practices, and she wasn't repulsed by his appearance, she thought he looked pretty handsome in a jock sort of way.

"Well Robyn, decide now, because if you decide not to, I have to make some calls."

Robyn hesitated for a moment longer, brushed his hand away from her breast, then she said, "Okay Taylor, I'll make love to you, but you have to wear a condom, because I don't want to get pregnant."

"Are you trying to tell me that you don't screw Max? C'mon, I don't believe that for a minute." He laughed and started to pull Robyn toward the stairs.

"Wait, Taylor, we can't do it here, your mother might come home."

Taylor chuckled, "Baby, wouldn't that surprise her! Don't worry, she's at the hospital with the old man and I'm sure she won't be home tonight. Now c'mon baby, put out for me."

Robyn insisted, "Taylor, I really mean it, we need a condom!"

The big high school football hero growled, "Listen, I don't use those, I don't like em, so you either do it my way, or you go on out'a here and I phone the police, your choice." He stood smiling at the small beauty standing next to him. He could see in her face - first fear, then anger, and then slowly resignation. Taylor's spirits soared as he saw that he was going to get his way, he was going to plow another female bareback, and what a female she was.

Robyn was having second thoughts now... as she was pulled along. Actually if the truth be known, she was scared stiff. If Max wasn't in such trouble, she'd probably kick Taylor in the crotch and run.

They entered his bedroom, and Robyn saw a strange sight. His bed was covered with a plastic sheet, and the lights were a funny orange color. As he pulled her into the room he said, "This is my special little nest baby, you'll like it when you get used to it."

Robyn said, "Taylor, I have no intention of getting used to it. You better keep in mind that this is a one-time thing. I'm only doing this to keep my friends out of jail."

Taylor looked at his beautiful little conquest and said, "Sure baby, anything you say. Now how about stripping for some action?"

Robyn's face went pink with shame and embarrassment. How could he talk like that? She wondered how she was going to get through this. "Listen Taylor, I don't know what you want, but I'm not going to undress in front of you."

She started for the bathroom to take her clothes off, when the boy's gruff voice stopped her in her tracks. "Hey, I want to undress you, and I'm making this part of the deal!"

Robyn turn to face him with a protest on her lips, but said nothing as Taylor walked over to her and started to unbuttoned her blouse.

Taylor was enjoying the sight before him. The buttons came loose at the touch of his trembling fingers, her shirt opened to reveal a white lacy bra. He noticed that she wore a front fastening bra, and quickly popped the clip, it flew open revealing her perfect breasts. Robyn stood proudly in front of the boy, staring into his eyes defiantly.

Next Taylor reached for her jeans, unbuttoning then unzipping, and quickly pushing her pants and underwear to her knees. He stepped back a few inches to admire her beautiful firm body. "Oh baby, you are so fine. I don't think I've seen better, and you know I've seen a lot."

He stepped up to Robyn and leaned down to kiss her breasts. Robyn almost jumped at the contact of his lips on her sensitive nipples. She stood as passively as possible, hoping that he would hurry up with what- ever it was he was going to do.

Taylor pulled reluctantly away from Robyn's breasts and finished pushing her jeans down her legs, then directed her to step out of them. Taking her over to the bed, he took her arms and pulled her down onto her hands and knees. "Stay right there baby, I have to turn on the alarm system, just in case someone comes home, I wanna know about it.

Taylor smiled to himself as he went over to his closet and flicked the switch to the video equipment that he always had ready. He chuckled to himself, mumbling under his breath as he walked back to his little captive, "A good boy scout is always prepared."

Robyn was frightened, her body shivered in the air- conditioned room. On her hands and knees, she thought about her boyfriend, and what she was about to do. This whole thing terrified her, she'd only had one male in her life, and that had been just a week ago. She had no idea what to expect, and just wanted to get it over with.

With a start Robyn felt Taylor kneel down behind her. He said, "Baby, we're gonna do it doggy style."

Robyn was in shock, what'd he mean 'doggy style', she reared up onto her knees and yelled at him, "Taylor, you're not going to do me in the behind! I won't let you; I don't care what you say. The deals off you nasty little..."

Taylor put his hand over her mouth, and putting his face very close to her he said, "Listen to me, I can do anything I want to you at this stage. You're at my mercy, in case you hadn't figured that out yet!" He reached around to Robyn's breast and pinched her right nipple, hard.

"Ouch, stop that!"

"Listen you little bitch, I had no intention of fucking your tight little asshole, although now that I think about it, it does sound like it might be fun. I was just gonna fuck you doggy style, you know, I fuck your cunt from behind. Don't you know anything about sex?"

Robyn had tears of humiliation flowing down her cheeks; fear of the unknown and the unwanted was surging through her tense body. Taylor climbed up behind her, and began to position his big erection against the petite girl's sex.

Robyn could feel his movements, she knew what he was doing, but couldn't think what to do herself. She just held her position on her hands and knees and closed her bright blue eyes, wishing everything would go away. Then she felt him push into her. He thrust into her all the way. It hurt. Robyn screwed up her pretty face at the pain of his entry. Then he was pulling out and thrusting in again.

Taylor enjoyed the feeling of fucking his rival's girlfriend. She was dry at first, but he didn't mind the discomfort, because he knew it was hurting her more than him. He kept thrusting into the girl's tight cunt.

Soon Robyn's body adjusted to the new situation. Being a healthy teenage girl, her young body reacted instinctively to the sex it was experiencing. In no time she was completely lubricated, and Taylor was happily banging away at her from behind.

Thoughts of Max kept roaming through Robyn's mind. As the boy fucked her she closed her mind to what he was doing, and began to imagine that it was Max making love to her. The thought of Max's handsome body against hers made her moist. Taylor's cock thrusting in and out of her, and her thoughts of Max's body were having an unexpected effect on her.

Robyn rested her head on her arms and looked back under herself to see what was happening. She could she the male legs behind her female ones, she could see his large testicles swinging behind and below his entry of her. She could feel his thrusts deep inside her, and to her amazement, it was beginning to feel good.

Taylor kept thrusting, wanting to make his little victim sore. He wanted Robyn to pay for all the hassles Max had caused him over the years. He felt triumphant now that he had his cock firmly embedded in Max' prize possession. Yes he was truly enjoying himself. And would he have fun tomorrow, oh yes he would. He reached over to the side of the bed, not missing a beat and grabbed his waiting bottle of Wesson oil, opened it and upended it on Robyn's smooth back.

"What!?!" Robyn yelled, "What the hell are you doing Taylor?" Robyn stopped the rhythm they had built up, and tried to get up, but Taylor, without saying a word pressed his body against her, and his weight was just too much for the girl to move from her hands and knees position. Taylor began to smooth the oil from Robyn's back to her sides, then up under her, to her breasts, and firm flat stomach. Pretty soon they were both covered from head to toe with oil.

After the initial shock, Robyn rather liked the feel, and the massaging of Taylor's big hands on her body. Everything was slick now, their bodies were slick on the outside now as well as the inside. It was dif- ferent from anything Robyn had ever imagined. Then Taylor pulled out of her and rolled her over onto the plastic sheet, and entered her again, now resting on top of her. He quickly began to thrust in and out of her again, but this time with only one thing in mind... His own pleasure. He wanted to get off in her; he wanted to leave his seed between this little beauty's legs.

Robyn's body giggled from the athlete's sexual rhythm, as he fucked her harder and harder. It was no longer fun for Robyn, as she lay there conscious of the fact that this boy was just using her body; he didn't care anything about her. But as he kept up his thrusts, in a machine like rhythm, Robyn began to feel something. After all she wasn't dead', she thought to herself, she couldn't help the sensations that Taylor was caus- ing to build deep within her.

The feeling building inside of her was a betrayal to Max, and she knew it. But she couldn't help it, this mean nasty guy, and a guy she didn't even like at all, was bringing her off. Robyn began to cry quietly as Taylor continued to fuck her with gusto.

Then Robyn felt the rush of Taylor's sperm pulsing deeply into her, and that was all it took to bring her orgasm on. The enormity of what was happening to her, the unwanted intimacy that Taylor had thrust upon her was too much for the young woman to take. An intense feeling rushed through her young body, she bucked up at the boy, mindlessly, craving bodily satisfaction, their oily bodies entwined.

Then it was over, and they both lay there heaving, drawing deep shaky breaths, as if they'd just run a 20-mile marathon. Slowly they caught their breath, and ever so slowly Taylor pulled out of Robyn. He stood up and said, "Hey baby, you are one fantastic fuck. You say you haven't had it before? I find that real hard to believe after that little performance."

As Taylor reached the door, he turned briefly and said, "You'll need a bath, feel free to use my bath- room, I'll use the one in the hall." Then he was gone. Robyn jumped up and rushed into the bathroom and took a quick shower, dressed and fled the house before Taylor was done with his shower. She didn't want to see him again, what could she say to him. What was there to say?

* Robby Benson hated his name. All the freshmen made fun of it. There apparently had been some child actor in the dark ages that had that name. It seemed like no one would ever let him forget that. He picked up his step as he looked at his watch. Only 10 minutes until school starts, he thought.

Robby was happy to be going to school that day. It was a really big day for him. Yeah man, he was gonna get some tutoring from the Angel of the junior class. For once he almost liked his name again. Robyn, Robby, sounded a lot alike. He, and just about all the other boys in his class had a crush on Robyn Berry, she was such a fox. His reputation had gained serious credit when it had become known that he was going to get tutored by Robyn. Just lucky he guessed. Yes luck of the draw, because she'd volunteered to be a student tutor, and he'd drawn her name, "yes sir" what a deal.

Robby Benson heard the first bell ring, and jogged onto school grounds and quickly headed for his homeroom. As he arrived he heard the announcement over the loud speaker that they were going to watch the Mars landing. It seemed that the school was on some kind of closed network and that they'd all get to goof off for an hour or so watching Mars. Well that was just fine with him. He'd just do a little more dreaming about his angel.

The final bell rang, and the teacher announced that in about five minutes the Mars landing was going to be televised, and that they were to stay quiet, and remain in their seats.

After a few minutes the TV in Robby's room automatical- ly came on. Everyone sat expectantly, figuring that the Mars thing would be worth at least a few minutes of attention. Then to Robby's shock and delight, the boy almost jumped out of his seat, as an image of a beauti- ful girl, and a handsome guy flashed on the screen. She was on hands and knees and he was fucking her doggy style. Robby couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Wow..." was all he could croak, he'd never imagined anything like this even in his wildest masturbatory dreams. It was just too much.

All the kids in his freshman homeroom gasped and sat silently watching the erotic sex show on the screen. As Robby's numb mind began to work again, he realized that he recognized the girl. It was Robyn Berry, and the guy was that football guy. "OH MY GOD!" Robby screeched.

The teacher busy at her desk hadn't noticed anything amiss, until Robby's outburst. She looked up and saw all the shocked and excited faces staring at the tele- vision screen, and she was alarmed. What could possibly be going on?

She stood up from her desk and walked around to the front of the screen and stood stock still, white faced as her eyes brought the picture in all it's implica- tion, to her brain. In a flash she turned the set off, to a tumultuous, AAAHHHH... from the all the students.

< Two weeks later >

The alarm blared in Robyn's ear, bringing her slowly awake. Moaning softly, rolling over on her stomach, she reluctantly opened her eyes. 'Oh god, this is the day', she thought. Life had been hell for the her since that day when the video was shown to the whole school.

As Robyn dragged herself from her bed, the whole incident ran through her head for the thousandth time. She remembered looking up expectantly, excited to see the Mars landing on the television, but as it dawned on her that she was watching a video of two people having sex, her face went white as a sheet. 'It was her! It was her and Taylor! But how could that be?' She hadn't even told Max what she had done with Taylor.

Then with mind numbing fear she slowly turned to Max who was sitting beside her in class. Their eyes locked for a moment, and she could see terrible the anguish in his eyes. Robyn opened her mouth to tell him... Tell him... What could she say?

Max with one more long look at the TV screen stood - trembling, knocking his chair over, and then he turned and ran from the classroom.

In that instant Mr. Stephens had noticed that something was amiss. He quickly walked to the TV set, and looking at the screen in front of him, stopped for a moment to take in what was happening. As he watched the young lovers performing, he realized that he knew them. He said out loud. "Oh my god!" and reached for the off switch. As the television turned black, he swung around to look at Robyn. She was frozen in her chair. She looked like a young deer in the headlights of an on- coming Mack truck.

Mr. Stephens said, "Robyn, I think you had better come with me." He took her arm and lifted her out of her seat and quickly walked her out of the room. As they stood facing each other just outside the classroom, He said, "What the hell was that I just saw young lady?" His face was red, and he looked very up-set. Robyn's tears began to trail down her soft cheeks, and all she could say was, "I'm sorry Mr. Stephens, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean..."

Robyn spent the rest of the morning in the principal's office in abject terror, waiting for her father and mother to come to school. Taylor was sitting across from her; they had both been suspended from school for two weeks.

Finally her father showed up, having been called at work and told the story, he looked at his daughter as if she were a stranger. Robyn began to cry in despair, there was nothing she could say, nothing at all. She couldn't explain what she had thought, or why she'd had sex with Taylor. She thought that her life was at an end, life would never be the same.

*

Now two weeks later, after a huge fight with her parents, she was going back to school. Her father had been all set to take her out of public school and place her in the local Catholic School - St. Bartholomew's.

She'd fought her parents long and hard to stay at Mountain View High. Her parents couldn't understand why she would want to stay after her humiliation. Her father said, "Young Lady, I just don't under- stand you any more. First you humiliate yourself, and shame our family, then you want to brazen it out and go back to a school where you are a laughing stock." He was so frustrated with the situation he was almost in tears.

But Robyn persisted, and the time for her to go back had arrived. She left the house quietly, dressed in a long skirt and heavy sweater. She was going to be good from now on. Dress conservatively, think con- servatively, and act conservatively, she thought.

Walking with her head down, eyes looking at the ground, she hurried to school. She was scared to death about what her classmates would say. She couldn't even let herself think about Max. He hadn't come over once while she was grounded. The last sight she'd had of him was the day the video was shown, and the look on his face was etched into her memory forever.

As the Robyn entered her homeroom class, the other kids quieted down. Pretty soon there wasn't a sound to be heard, as Robyn crept to her old seat. She couldn't bring herself to look anyone in the face. She just slumped down in her seat, and looked forward focusing on nothing. Then suddenly there were hushed whispers, and she looked up to see Max at the door. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, and then he swung into the room and sat a few chairs way from her. He didn't look her way again for the rest of the period.

*

Robyn thought that the day she'd just spent at school was maybe almost as bad as the day of the video showing. Finally school was over, and she was walking home. At least Jerry and Kelly had talked to her, even ate their lunch with her, but no sight of Max since homeroom. Jerry had invited her to come with them to the Phoenix, but Robyn had declined, all she wanted to do was go home and climb into bed, and cry.

She was walking through the play field, eyes to the ground thinking about how she had screwed up both her and Max's life with her stupid actions, when someone pushed her in the back.

Robyn flew to the ground hands first, scraping both palms. The young girl cried out in fright and pain as she hit the dirt. Shocked and confused Robyn looked up at her assailant. Her jaw dropped as she recognized Taylor, and a couple of his football buddies.

"Taylor, you have a nerve. I thought you'd be in hiding, not pushing girls around." She sneered. Robyn was ferrous at him; he had forced sex on her, then shown the video to the whole school. Right then she would have liked nothing better than to strangle the life out of him, but she knew she couldn't do that, even if she had been strong enough to over power him, which she wasn't.

Taylor laughed at her, pointing he said, "Little whore really liked riding my dick. You guys saw it, you think she'd like to suck it now?"

He stood over Robyn threateningly and scuffed a little dirt onto her skirt. Robyn's eyes started to water, not in fear, but anger. How dare this bastard keep trying to humiliate her! What had she ever done to him? All she had wanted to do was keep the peace; she'd always treated everyone with respect. But here he was hurting her again, she couldn't believe it.

Then Taylor grabbed her shirtsleeve and dragged her to her feet. "Maybe the guys would like a piece of the action this time, whatdo'ya think Robyn, you up for a little orgy with a bun'cha horny jocks?" He pulled the girl to him and pressed his mouth to her lips, giving her a sloppy uncaring kiss. "C'mon guys lets take little Robyn slut back behind the bleachers and show her a good time." He clamped his big hand over Robyn's mouth, and bodily dragged the girl the 30-feet or so to the bleacher area. Taylor's two friends followed a little unsure.

Once all the teens had reached the secluded space be- hind the deserted bleachers, Taylor threw Robyn to the ground. She was breathing hard now. His hand over her mouth and nose, making her light headed with lack of oxygen. Fear was in her eyes, as Taylor hovered over her menacingly. Without warning he dropped onto Robyn and started to wrestle her blouse open. Robyn began to scream, that was all she could do, and she screamed at the top of her lunges.

Taylor flat-handed her hard. The shock of the slap stunned her; it also silenced her for a moment. "If you scream like that again bitch, I'll smash your cute little nose, got that? You just lie there and take it like the good little whore that we all know you are, okay, baby?"

He started pulling Robyn's blouse open, not caring about the damage he was causing. Buttons went flying and cloth ripped as he undressed her roughly.

Her blouse and bra lay a few feet away in a pile, and her skirt was ripped open to reveal her beautiful silky legs. Taylor stopped for a moment, breathing raggedly from his efforts, mixed with his rising lust.

He had to admit that this girl really was beautiful, and he stared at her revealed body for a few more moments before he called to his friends. "Hey was I lying when I told you she's a gorgeous piece of ass?" The two other jocks looked like they would be ready for their turns when Taylor was finished.

Robyn begged him to stop, "Please Taylor, don't do this to me. I've suffered enough, you've already ruined my life, what are you trying to do, kill me?"

Taylor just laughed and said, "Baby, all I want to do to you is fuck you. I don't give a shit if you want'a die, just don't do it until I'm done, okay?"

He forced the Robyn's long legs apart with his massive ones, and began to position his cock-head at her open- ing. Robyn was determined this time to fight and die if necessary, she wasn't going to let Taylor rape her. But as the teenagers wrestled in the dirt, Taylor became frustrated with the squirming girl and hit her another glancing blow to the head. That knocked the remaining fight out of Robyn. She lay there stunned; tears pouring down her dust-covered face. Taylor quickly mounted the sobbing girl and thrust hard into her.

As Robyn numbly looked past the humping boy on top of her, she saw the blue sky, and the birds flying over head. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed not quite as clear and brilliant as before, something was gone from her face too. The liveliness that had played across her features was disappearing with each thrust of the teenage rapist. Robyn knew that she couldn't go on any more, her life was over now. Taylor had won.

One of the other boys was dropping his pants in anti- cipation. He looked on, as his buddy fucked the hot girl, 'it was so fucking perverted', he thought to himself. He hadn't ever been this hard before, he was looking forward to banging this chick in the worst way.

Taylor was really enjoying himself. 'God she's tight,' he thought. "Yeah baby, I'm gonna come in you again, maybe this time we can make a baby. With our looks we'd make a knock-out kid." He increased his thrusts at the thought of making this hot 'bitch' pregnant. Robyn closed her eyes and wanted to die.

There was a loud noise, a yell, and then all hell broke loose. After the yell, the next thing that registered in Robyn's mind was that Taylor had stopped thrusting into her, then the blood. Was she dying, had they killed her? Then the scene came into focus. MAX! OH MAX!

Max had found them, and he was smashing heads. He'd already downed the guy with his pants down, and ap- parently he'd banged Taylor on the side of the head with a board, because he was standing in a crouch, naked, still with a partial erection, blood dripping down the side of his head, circling Max in a wrestlers stance. But Max didn't waste any time; he took the two by four and slammed it into Taylor's crotch. The big football player doubled over and crashed to the ground face first.

Max rushed to Robyn, cursing over his shoulder at the remaining boy who turned and ran as fast as he could.

"Hi beautiful, How ya doin?"

Max looked down at Robyn laying in the dirt, resting against his arms, stripped naked, dirty, and dishevel- ed, and just gave her his fascinating smile. Robyn's big blue eyes shined brightly...

Epilogue:

In a perfect world Robyn and Max might live happily ever after. And Taylor would go to jail for a long time. But it's not a perfect world. But if the events just happened, and lets say they did. Then Robyn and Max have as much chance to be happy ever after, as anyone else does. Hope you enjoyed my story.

The End