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Girl Fag

Fiction by Rachael

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Chapter 42

"Oh!" I was surprised by Jay when I opened the bathroom door. He was leaning against the wall next to it and he smiled happily when he saw me.

"Hey, beautiful!" He pushed himself off the wall.

"Hi," I smiled back at him but I felt a little confused. "Uh, are you waiting to use the bathroom?" I asked him. "Sorry I took so long, but…"

"No, I was waiting for you," he shook his head. "Where you going?"

"Downstairs."

"Let's hang out some more."

"Nah, I need to talk to your sister," I gave Jay an apologetic smile.

"You can talk to her later," he said and dropped his voice. "You wanna get high again?

"Oh, I better not," I giggled and shook my head.

"Um, okay," Jay licked his lips. "You wanna see my web site? I got a really tits Friendster page."

"Maybe later," I said, still standing in the bathroom doorway. "I better go downstairs."

"Please? We could play with Bob. You wanna feed him?"

"Jay…" I smiled.

"Just hang out with me. Come on," Jay was practically begging me. "I don't really have another girlfriend, just you."

"Just me?" I blinked at him.

"Yeah, you're so beautiful and cool and everything," he was smiling excitedly. "I never met anyone like you before."

"I gotta go find Lisa," I said as I slipped past the boy and then frowned when I realized Jay was following me down the stairs like a puppy.

"I can't wait to tell my friends about you," Jay was saying. "They're not ever gonna believe me. Can I take your picture?"

"Tell your friends?" I almost laughed, but he was totally serious.

"Not everything," he assured me with a soft voice, since we were getting towards the bottom of the stairs. "Just how awesome you are and beautiful and…"

"I'm not that beautiful," I finally laughed and I had no idea what I was supposed to do with him. 

Jay was acting like he was thirteen or something. The guy was three years older than me! Except he thought I was sixteen, not fourteen, so…God! Why me? He'd never had a blow job before, I understood that, so probably it was a pretty big deal for him having real sex and everything. But Jay sounded like he'd never even kissed a girl until today. He wasn't a bad looking guy; he must have been with someone at least once. He was going to tell me he loved me next, I could feel it coming and I wondered if the whole world was crazy like that, or if it was just something weird about me.

"Yeah you are," Jay whispered and we were passing by the living room where Steve and Minister Haven were talking to each other. It looked like the old man had a bible open and I smiled to myself, figuring Steve wasn't having much of a good time.

"Hello Ann," Mrs. Haven greeted me with a smile as I entered the kitchen. "And Jay," she smiled at her son as well. "Did you two make friends?"

"Yeah mom," Jay said. "We were, um…Playing with Bob."

"He's not loose again is he?" Mrs. Haven asked with obvious concern.

"Hey!" Lisa was putting a pan in the oven and I guessed she'd been back awhile already.

"Hi," I smiled at her. "Did you go to the pharmacy and everything?"

"Yeah," Lisa scrunched up her nose and she gave me a tiny nod. "All taken care of. Are you hungry? Dinner will be awhile, you want something to snack?"

"What's dad talking to that guy about?" Jay was asking his mom.

"Yeah, I dunno," I looked around, not wanting to sound like a pig, but I was sorta hungry. "Are there any cookies or anything?"

"Never mind about that," Mrs. Haven was washing her hands and talking to Jay. "Your father's business is his own. Do you have homework?"

"Where's your cookies, mom?" Lisa interrupted her.

"In the cow, dear," Mrs. Haven smiled, nodding towards a big ceramic cow cookie jar thing on the counter.

"You want milk, Ann?" Jay asked me. "I'll get it for you."

"Sure," I shrugged and Jay's mom gave her son a little look, like maybe he didn't usually volunteer to do a lot of favors for people.

"Okay," Jay smiled at me and in truth I don't think he'd ever really taken his eyes off me.

"You must have made quite an impression," Mrs. Haven said to me as she dried her hands.

"Uh…" I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled at her.

"Ann's really cool," Jay told his mom. "Where do you guys live again?"

"Huh? Oh, Squinosha," I said and Lisa was grinning at me from behind her mother's back. "It's pretty far away, I guess."

"I wish I could go there sometime," Jay said as he poured a couple glasses of milk.

"Sit down at the table," Mrs. Haven told me. "Elizabeth? Just bring the cookie jar over. I guess we can be a little informal around here."

"You sure mom?" Lisa laughed. "Last time I put the cookie jar on the table you spanked my butt."

"You were seven years old," Mrs. Haven pursed her lips. "And it was six o'clock in the morning."

"I didn't eat cookies for a year after that," Lisa smiled at me.

"Saved us some grocery money too," Mrs. Haven agreed with a laugh. 

"Here you go, Ann," Jay put a glass of milk in front of me. "I'll get you some napkins."

"Jay, sit down now," his mom said. "I'll get some napkins for the both of you."

"So…" Lisa leaned against the counter and crossed her arms under her breasts. "Do you have a girlfriend yet, Jay?"

"Ummm…" Jay glanced at me and then looked at his mom.

"No he doesn't," Mrs. Haven answered for him. "He can finish school before he starts looking for a good woman."

"He can't have a girlfriend until he graduates?" Lisa gave her mom a look. "You're kidding, right?"

"Your father and I feel that Jay needs to focus on other things," Mrs. Haven said. "His schoolwork and his missionary activities…"

"You mean dad doesn't want him to have any kind of social life," Lisa frowned.

"Jay is a good boy and most of the girls around here…They have drug problems and gangs and I don't know what else," Mrs. Haven said and she reached out to stroke her son's head. "He doesn't need the temptation, Elizabeth. You should know that better than…"

Mrs. Haven didn't need to finish her thought and Jay was rolling his eyes at me, obviously feeling a little embarrassed by the discussion going on behind him. I just ate a homemade peanut butter cookie slowly, understanding why Jay was so eager to be my boyfriend. He probably came home everyday right after school, spent all weekend doing bible stuff with his dad, and dreamed of running away and joining the circus. 

"I should know better than anyone, huh?" Lisa shrugged. "You sound just like dad sometimes, mom. You know that?"

"Elizabeth," Mrs. Haven sighed. "I didn't mean…"

"What about Ann, mom?" Jay asked, probably because he didn't want to hear an argument. But it coulda just been an accident too.

"What about me?" I wondered before Mrs. Haven could ask her son what he was talking about.

"You're nice," he smiled at me and then looked up at his mom. "Couldn't Ann be my girlfriend?"

I felt myself blushing when he said that and I swear, Jay sounded like he was thirteen years old. I don't think he was doing it on purpose, I just think he was raised that way or something, like he tried to be grownup when he was alone with other kids like me, but around his parents…It was weird. I had a hard time remembering that Jay was the same age as my brother David.

"Oh, well…" Mrs. Haven cleared her throat.

"I think Ann has a boyfriend," Lisa said.

"No she doesn't," Jay frowned at his sister. "I asked her and she said she didn't." He looked at me, they all looked at me, "Right? You don't have a boyfriend, do you?"

"Um…I guess, sorta…maybe…" I didn't want to admit that I'd been lying, mostly because I really hadn't been, but Lisa was trying to get me out of this little jam too. 

"Maybe?" Jay frowned. "I really love you though."

"Oh," I swallowed hard and I was pretty embarrassed right then.

"Jeremiah Junior! You don't say things like that," Mrs. Haven frowned at him. "You just met this girl. She's a guest in our home. Now you apologize to her."

I closed my eyes wishing it was time to go back home already. I'm sure Mrs. Haven was meaning well, but this was even worse. Being apologized to because a boy said he loved me? I wasn't sure I'd really been offended, you know? I mean, he couldn't really love me, but still…Jay had feelings like everyone else. He just had no idea how or when to express them, I thought.

"But mom," Jay whined.

"It's okay," I opened my eyes and Jay was looking down, pretty red in the face himself now.

"Apologize," Mrs. Haven insisted, "or you'll get no supper tonight, young man."

"I'm sorry, Ann," Jay said softly.

"That's okay," I forced myself to smile. "I'm just, uh…I'm glad we're friends, right?"

"Yeah," Jay smiled gratefully and I realized he really hadn't meant to admit he loved me, at least not in front of all of us like that. 

"Good," Mrs. Haven was satisfied at least and the kitchen was quiet for awhile after that. 

I'd pretty much lost my appetite and Lisa was biting back on her thoughts. I could see it in her face that she wasn't happy at all with the way things worked in her family. She couldn't do anything about it though, even I knew that. Whatever influence she might have had, Lisa had spent it getting away from the place seven years before. She was barely a part of the family now and Jay didn't even know her. None of them did, except maybe her mom and then only through a lot of phone calls over the years. 

It made me wonder why Lisa had wanted to come back at all.

"Come on," Jay said after we'd finished our milk and cookies like a couple little kids. "I'll show you my web page."

"You mind your father," Mrs. Haven said. "Don't be a distraction, Jay. You know how he feels about that."

"We'll be quiet, mom," Jay promised with a sigh. He must have heard that a million times, I bet. At my house, if me and my brothers weren't making enough noise our dad got suspicious.

I looked a Lisa, kind of begging for some excuse not to go wherever it was Jay wanted to take me, but she was busy looking at her mom. I had a feeling Lisa was happy to have us out of the kitchen just so she could have a little quality mother-daughter time. So to speak.

"The computer is in my dad's office," Jay explained quietly because Steve and the Minister Haven were still talking. "They won't let me have it in my room."

"Why not?" I whispered as we passed the living room into a short hallway.

"Porn," Jay laughed. "The internet is evil, but dad needs it for emails and stuff and I do homework with it, so…"

"So it's a necessary evil," I giggled and Jay nodded. 

We went into what looked like a den really, except it wasn't very cozy. There was a desk and a couple chairs and a lot of books, all religious stuff mostly. Like thirty different kinds of bibles and I wondered why. More pictures of Jesus, but at least He was looking up towards heaven instead of at me. The one with Him nailed to the cross was pretty gory though, I didn't like that one very much. There were family pictures on the walls as well, but none of Lisa, just Jay mostly, and some of the Minister Haven shaking hands with other old guys.

"My dad doesn't know anything about computers," Jay grinned at me. "He thinks if he turns on the no porn options and all that safe surfing junk I won't see anything."

"Okay," I shrugged and sat down in one of the chairs, kind of a padded thing and comfortable with rough upholstery. I moved it around the corner of the desk slightly, ready to be bored. The internet wasn't a big thing for me, but my brothers sure loved it.

"I know all his passwords though," Jay said, like that would impress me maybe. "He uses Elizabeth mostly."

"He does?" I wasn't sure what that meant, but it sounded kinda important. Like there was some psychological thing with his daughter going on. That wasn't hard to understand though, was it?

"Yeah," Jay shrugged as the computer started turning on with the Windows logo popping up.

"Does he ever look at porn?" I wondered.

"My dad?" Jay laughed. "No way! He's kinda out there, but at least he's serious about it."

"What do you mean?"

"He talks about how when he was young he knew a lot of whores like my sister, but once he got married to mom he had to change his ways," Jay shrugged and I couldn't believe he'd just called Lisa a whore.

"He says that?"

"Yeah," Jay grinned at me. "Even Jesus had a whore. But he wasn't married, so dad says it was okay so long as he didn't love them or marry them or whatever."

"That's kinda…strange." I felt my face redden and I wasn't sure if Jay was talking about Jesus not being married, or his dad. Probably both, I figured.

"I dunno," Jay leaned back in his dad's swivel chair, kind of rocking slowly while we waited. "All those bible thumpers are strange anyway. Like we had this one guy visit, old like my dad, but not that old maybe. He was minister and he had pictures and stuff."

"Pictures?"

"Yeah, I was only twelve then, but I'll never forget him," Jay told me. "He kept asking me to come to his room and talk with him, like he wanted to pray with me or whatever."

"That's weird," I thought.

"Not really," Jay shrugged. "Lots of people do that, but when I was with him he'd ask me if I wanted to see what sinners looked like."

"Sinners?"

"Yeah," Jay nodded. "He had a bunch of pictures of boys, no girls at all, just lots of boys and he'd show them to me. He'd tell me what their names were and how old they were, like he knew them, you know? And then he'd tell me how they sinned all the time."

"Why?" I didn't understand what Jay was trying to say. "What did they do?"

"Sex stuff," Jay said and he was talking softer. "Like one boy would, um…Do like you did before, you know?"

"A blow job?" I blinked at him and Jay nodded quickly.

"Yeah, he'd tell me how the boy liked to do that and then he'd ask me if I liked to do it too."

"Oh," I wasn't sure I wanted to hear anymore, but… "How old were the boys?"

"Like I was," Jay shrugged. "I don't know. Twelve or thirteen, some of them were older, I guess. Younger too. He had a lot of pictures and most of the boys were naked, you know?"

"Naked?" I didn't know.

"He'd, um…He'd show me the pictures and talk and…touch me, sort of, like on my dick. If it wasn't hard, then I wasn't a sinner like those other boys were. But if it did get hard, then I was a sinner and he'd…"

"He was grabbing your dick?"

"Huh? Yeah and it felt kinda good, even though I was scared and I knew I was a sinner and, um…" Jay turned to the computer. "Here, I'll show you my Friendster page."

It was like flipping a switch and he didn't want to say anymore, I guessed, and I didn't ask him to either. Jay had confessed something to me, something really personal and serious and I didn't know why. I didn't know what to do about it either. Was he telling me because he trusted me? Or was he telling me because maybe I'd tell someone else, like his sister maybe and then she could tell his parents? I mean, was it a secret? It had to be, right? But what if Jay's parents already knew about it? 

I had to tell Lisa, I thought. Jay was her brother. She'd know what to do, but then I wondered if it wouldn't just make her more mad at her parents, especially her dad. I wasn't sure it would, and I hoped it wouldn't, but what if it did? It had happened like five years ago anyway. Jay was almost eighteen and he wasn't crying about it or anything. Maybe he just had to tell me, like Angie Wong had to tell me she was queer. It didn't mean I was supposed to do anything about it, did it? I didn't know and I didn't want to say anything to Lisa because what if Jay didn't want her to know, since he thought she was a whore? What if it hurt him somehow? 

I'd tell Steve, I decided. He'd know what to do.

"Huh?" I blinked at Jay because he'd been talking and I'd been thinking hard. "Oh, is that your web page? Cool!"

I was leaning over his shoulder and I let Jay show me his Friendster page. I had no idea if it was a really good one or not, but I acted like it was. I honestly didn't know what I was feeling towards him. I kind of liked him and I definitely felt kinda sorry for him, but I didn't know if I should treat him like a cousin or a friend, or…There was no way he was my boyfriend! But if his sister married my brother, then that made us like cousins, sort of. Didn't it? That seemed like a good way to think of it, but I was pretty sure Jay wasn't thinking of me that way!

Why did I suck his dick? God! Everytime I turned around I was screwing everything up! I sat back down in my chair, feeling really confused.

"What?" I caught Jay looking at me, like staring, and I followed his eyes. "Shit," I breathed and closed my legs and pulled my skirt back into place over my thighs.

"You're not wearing panties," Jay smiled at me and I was turning red again. At least I was finding out what Lisa must have felt like sometimes. Julie too, cause I'd blushed more in that one afternoon than I had in my whole life!

"They're wet," I said.

"Okay," Jay licked his lips.

"It doesn't mean anything."

"I know."

"I just forget I'm wearing this stupid skirt sometimes."

"Yeah."

"What?" I asked, cause he wouldn't stop smiling and I wouldn't stop blushing.

"You have a beautiful pussy."

"Shut-up," I frowned at him.

"I never saw one before."

"Well…"

"I saw pictures before, but not…"

"You weren't supposed to see mine."

"I like it."

"Just shut-up already."

"Can I see it again?" Jay was grinning at me and I giggled.

"No!"

"Please?"

"No way! You got a look already."

"So? What difference does it make if I see it again?"

"It makes a difference to me."

"Why?"

"Because!" I laughed at him.

"Can I take a picture of it?"

"You want me to hit you?"

"Come on, that would be so tits," Jay laughed. "I'll put it on my Friendster page."

"What?"

"Just your pussy, okay? Not like your face or anything."

"You're crazy!" I giggled and rolled my eyes.

"I love you," Jay nodded. "I can't help it."

"I'm not gonna let you take a picture of my pussy."

"Come on, everybody will see it! Like a thousand guys checking you out."

"Exactly!"

"You don't want a thousand guys seeing your pussy?"

"Duh! What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Just a picture okay?"

"I said no."

"But nobody's gonna know who it is except me and you!"

"That's not the point!" I said, wondering exactly what the point was, cause I'd sorta forgotten.

"Please? It'll be so cool and I'll probably never see you again anyway."

"So?"

"So, I'm just saying you should give me something, you know?"

"I did give you something!" I giggled. 

"Yeah, but this way I can show everybody I have a cool girlfriend."

"You can just get any picture and say it's your girlfriend's pussy."

"I'm not gonna do that!" Jay looked almost offended and it was cute.

"And besides, I'm not your girlfriend anyway," I reminded him.

"Just let me have a picture so I can remember you, okay?"

"And then what? You're gonna get the picture developed in this town?"

"No! We got a digital camera with the computer," Jay grinned.

"Great."

"I know how to use it and everything. One picture? Okay?"

"Oh God!" I looked up with a sigh.

"I'll give you a copy too."

"What am I gonna do with a picture of my pussy?"

"I don't know, I'm just saying…"

"Not my face, right?"

"Right! Just your pussy."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," I giggled, but it was sorta cool in a bad way. I was gonna put my fourteen year old pussy on the internet? There had to be something wrong with my brain!

"You're so awesome!"

"Where's your camera?"

"Here…in my dad's desk. Wait a second."

I waited while Jay got out a little webcam, sort of a cheap one, like a toy almost, and I guess that was why it had been free. I was feeling kind of pumped up after all that wasted denial and my pussy was feeling humid. Not moist, not yet, but definitely a little tingle was going on down there. My nipples were hard like pierced jellybeans, but they were always like that. My heart was going too, just cause that camera was out now and I wasn't wearing panties.

This was way crazy!

"Okay, I just gotta plug it in and then the video goes straight to the computer," Jay explained, playing with some thin grey cable. "I just gotta capture the picture I want."

"You better make sure your dad never finds out," I told him seriously and I really didn't want anyone to find out.

"He won't," Jay promised me. "I put all my cool pictures and stuff in my Yahoo thing. I put an awesome video of Bob hitting the door on You Tube last week and…"

"All your cool pictures?" I made a face. "How many girls have you done this with?"

"What? None! I swear! I mean, other pictures like for my web page and…"

"I was just teasing you," I giggled.

"Okay, it's ready," Jay licked his lips and he was fooling around with the computer.

"I don't know…" I swallowed hard and I was wondering if I really wanted to show my pussy to everybody on the internet. A thousand guys? God! What if someone found out it was me?

"What? You can't change your mind now!"

"Oh…" I frowned.

"Pull your skirt up," Jay said. "Spread your legs too."

"This is so weird!" I laughed and my heart skipped a beat as I spread my legs slowly and pinched my skirt between my fingers.

"Hurry, before we get caught," Jay whispered and I took a deep breath, pulling my skirt up to the tops of my pale thighs.

"Take the picture!" I urged him.

"Wait, I gotta get it perfect!"

"Jesus," I made a face and I was looking down at myself, seeing my small pink pussy right there exposed to the camera. Jay had put it on the desk, pointing down towards me after making me move the chair slightly. He was using the mouse to get the picture on the computer, or something. I didn't know much about that stuff at all. I leaned over, trying to see what Jay was looking at, but I couldn't get a clear view of the monitor.

"You better not be showing my face," I warned him.

"I'm not. Your pussy is fuckin' tits!" he breathed and I giggled and lost the breath I was holding.

I was definitely wet too. I couldn't deny it. Not soaked like before, of course, I wasn't cumming or anything. But my pussy was glistening and my lips were plump and a little darker than their usual pinkish color. My clit was hard, but not really poking out or anything. I could feel her though and I don't know why, but I slid my right hand inside my thigh and gave my clitty a little rub with my thumb. 

"Can you sort of pull your pussy open a little?" Jay asked me.

"What? No! Take the picture!"

"Just a little bit, come on!" Jay insisted and I frowned at him, but I wasn't really mad or anything. I was actually feeling kinda good and I didn't know why. Playing with my pussy right in front of the boy was a bit of a rush for some reason, and thinking about some guys I didn't even know looking at me was a trip. Like a lot of guys, you know? That made me feel tight all over too. I felt like I was playing some kind of sexy practical joke on the whole world.

"Here…Hurry up…" I said, kind of pinching my right pussy lip and pulling it out and to the side a little. I was showing some pink now and I remembered that Hustler and the other magazines me and my best friends had looked through. Had I really said I'd never, ever pose for pictures like that? God! I was really doing it! I almost wished I could tell those guys, that would so freak them out!

"Just put your finger inside," Jay said. "That'll be even better."

"Huh? I'm not gonna do that!" I laughed.

"Yeah, come on! It's your pussy, Ann! It's supposed to have something in it."

"You're kind of a pervert, Jay," I stuck my tongue out at him, but he wasn't any worse than any of my buddies back home. Lance and Matt woulda loved this and I was feeling sorta homesick for them, which was way weird cause I was kind of playing with my thin patch of blonde pubic hair at the same time. 

"Please?"

"Oh man…If anybody finds out…" I sighed and I curled my middle finger, sliding it between my labia slowly.

"Yeah, more like that…" Jay said softly and I was feeling my finger splitting the tender walls of my pussy. 

It did feel good. Better than good. My pussy was tight inside, squeezing my finger as the squishy flesh gave way. I could feel the funny little bumps and ridges at the top and I shivered slightly as I caressed them, turning my hand so I could really rub my finger up there good. There was a spot, a really sensitive place kind of behind my clit and not too far inside me. I wasn't sure what that was about, but I'd felt it before. Jane knew about it and she'd fingered me there and now I was finding it. Ohhhh…That was pretty much a rush too. Just rubbing that soft spot, putting some pressure there, not too much…Hmmm…

I didn't forget completely about Jay. I knew he was there, but I wasn't caring very much. He wanted to see me finger my pussy? I'd do it. It was dumb, I knew that even as I did it. There was so much wrong with what I was doing that it wasn't funny. That didn't stop me though. I was thumbing my clit gently and she was hard and throbbing. I'd moved from rubbing the good spot, to just sliding my finger in and out of my pussy. After a minute or two of that, I added another finger. I was fucking myself and my butt had slid to the edge of the chair so that I was scrunched up and trying to lie down sorta, and I was shaking with the pleasure of jilling off.

Jay wasn't saying anything and I had my eyes closed anyway. I didn't care if he was taking pictures of my pussy. I'd make him delete all of them except one. But I had to get off. I was really getting wet again and this time there wasn't anything to catch my juices. The wetness was running out of my pussy between my sloppy pussy lips. They were all dark and swollen now, clinging to my wet fingers and dripping with my slippery goo. The insides of my thighs were damp with moisture and the soft hollows where my legs were spread apart from my vulva were soaked. The wetness was running down to my butt, down to my asshole to stain the itchy upholstery on that chair. I was making a big, pussy smelling wet spot on the Minister's furniture and that seemed so funny that I forgot to laugh.

"Oh fuck!" I gasped and bit my bottom lip as I started cumming. 

It hadn't taken very long, just a few minutes, maybe five at the most, and I was cumming. It was a sweet rush of heat through my body and I clamped my thighs to my hand as I just wormed my fingers around inside my spasming cunt. I was rubbing my tits through my top with my other hand, wishing someone would suck my nipples. Bite them and pinch them. God! They hurt with neglect and I was shaking all over, inside and out as my tummy felt like a fist squeezing all the juice and tangy pulp out of a ripe lemon. I was having a really good orgasm. Again.

"Heh…Oh Jeeze…" I spread my legs again and pulled my fingers out of my pussy, just rubbing my hand over the matted pubic hair above my slit, and I was spent. My brain was fuzzy and I felt like I was riding a wave of happiness. I had my head back, tilted up so I could have seen the ceiling if my eyes were open, but they weren't. I was just trying to breathe and focus on all the pretty lights flashing behind my eyelids. It sounds silly, but I swear, sometimes my orgasms were like that. I was reasonably sure it was a lot like heaven was going to be…Assuming they'd let me in up there.

"Hey? Wha…Jay!" I jerked and blinked, and tried to focus my eyes and close my legs all at the same time as I felt his hard cock suddenly sliding inside my very ready and willing pussy! He was on his knees and the boy was tall enough that his cock lined up almost perfectly with my vulnerable hole. Jay didn't go slow either, it was all or nothing, and I felt his dick lance upward into my tummy, or so it seemed to me just then. He was a lot bigger than my fingers were and I gasped as he filled my sex completely.

"Yeah…Oh, Ann! Fuck!" He grinned at me and my thighs were pressing uselessly against his hips. Jay's bristling pubic hair brushed against my clit suddenly, making me yelp and jerk away from it, not so much in pain as just the surprising stimulation it gave me. He had his pants down and his underwear too, and his bare skin felt cool against my flushed body as Jay's pelvis met mine.

"Don't…Stop…God! We can't…" I was trying to lean forward, but when he'd entered me I was practically falling out of the chair and Jay just grabbed my arms in his hands. He was pushing me back as I tried to rise and I wasn't in a real great position to stop him anyway. I had very little balance and no leverage, and his curved cock was making my pussy quiver around it. That was even worse because I'd been too empty for too long and I needed his dick badly. Whatever argument my feverish mind was trying to make was just a formality, my body was only to happy to let the seventeen year old fuck me.

"Yeah we can…You're so hot inside!" Jay was all smiles as he worked his cock in and out of my pussy. He was grunting softly and breathing hard, and staring at me with his shining eyes all gray like a cloudy afternoon. He must have been jerking off while I fingered myself and finally had enough of watching. I was helpless and my tummy was knotted up with raw pleasure as his cock drove inside me over and over again. The soft slapping of his sweaty body against mine filled my ears and I could even feel his balls tickling the tight pucker of my butthole when his cock was nice and deep in my cunt.

"Jay…Oh stop…No…God! Don't stop…Fuck!" It felt good but I didn't want to fuck him! But was I really trying to get away? My body was moving and my pussy was gripping his dick like I'd never let it go. I felt him stretching the clasping walls of my sex, his swollen penis reaching for my cervix and the bottom of my cunt. He couldn't quite find it, but oh God! It felt amazingly good and I'd just had a great orgasm and now there was another one coming and I probably could have gotten away. I know I could have. Jay wasn't very strong. I could have stopped him, but I didn't.

"I won't…Ann…You feel so good…My dick…Ah!" Jay was making even less sense than I was, but we had our own language anyway. It was like playing twister except I was on a chair and Jay was on his knees, and we were fumbling and pawing at each other. But we couldn't stop fucking and the boy's erection never got more than halfway out of me before he'd push it back in. I was throbbing all over, pulsating with excitement and burning up as I tried to find a better way to love his cock. 

I lifted my legs and tried to wrap them around his waist and that wasn't working and I wanted him deeper. I lifted my knees higher and Jay had to let me go cause I was putting my legs on his shoulders and I was free, but not pushing him away or anything. I wasn't supposed to do this! I might be ovulating, even if I wasn't already pregnant. I couldn't let him fuck me! But that's what I was doing and I had my legs up high with my calves on either side of his neck. My knees were pushed forward towards my heaving breasts and my horny little sex was right there, swallowing his cock and begging for more.

Jay's arms were outside my thighs as he knelt there, feeding his rigid cock to my hungry hole. I was all bent and my neck was crooked as I tried to lie down in that chair and it might have looked funny, but what did that matter? He was fucking me good and hard, really throwing his cock into me and giving me a delicious grind when he was balls deep. It was good, so good like that, and my clit was riding the shaft, buzzing and burning as Jay's cock moved through me effortlessly. The only resistance I was giving him was when my cunt tried to hold Jay's cock inside me, my body didn't want to let him go. Not yet. Not until we'd finished what we started.

I grabbed my tits in my hands, urging the boy to fuck me hard while I pushed and pulled at my aching mounds. My nipples felt too big and too sensitive and I shut my eyes tightly as I started cumming again. "Fuck…Fuck me…Fuck me harder…" I was panting, jerking my hips up and down and trying to ride every inch of Jay's cock. As if he wasn't already mashing his sperm filled balls against my butt? He was in me all the way and that was wickedly wrong! My heart was racing as it pumped my orgasm through every part of my body. My toes were tingling and my fingers and my ears too. Like everything all at once was made of pleasure and my cum was sploshing out of me with soft, wet noises that sounded nasty and sexy and totally obscene.

"Ah cum…fuck…cum make me cum…Jay…cum inside me…I wanna…feel it…" I was begging him for his orgasm, wanting to feel his semen filling me. I shoulda been telling him to pull out, but I wasn't. I was lost completely.

"Shhh…Oh Jesus…Christ…" Jay was trying to shush me, but he was groaning too and there was no way we could stop.

We must have fucked for almost ten minutes, although it seemed like forever at the time. Jay was leaning forward, pushing my knees nearly to my shoulders as he tried to kiss me. I was smiling and giggling and feeling like I was way more stoned than I'd ever been in my life. I stuck out my tongue and licked his, and I was still cumming when Jay groaned and thrust his cock one last time into the depths of my horny cunt. He held himself there, his foreskin peeled back by the tight confines of my sex so that the sensitive head was pressed against my raw flesh. Jay was cumming inside me, shooting his potent sperm inside my unprotected womb and I was nodding and smiling and thinking that it all felt just too fucking good to be true!

We finally kissed for real once Jay's orgasm finished and his cock was starting to go soft inside me. My pussy was pushing him out slowly, but I knew his cum was going to remain behind. He'd probably given me a lot of it too and his dick had been right up there close to my cervix when he unloaded his balls. I should have been worried and pissed off and trying to kill the boy probably. But all I did was suck his tongue and swallow his spit and then listen to Jay tell me how much he loved me while he held my pussy high with my legs comfortably over his shoulders. We kissed for a long while like that until we slowly caught our breath.

"One more," Jay laughed and I rolled my eyes as he took one last picture of my pussy. The camera hadn't moved at all since he'd first positioned it on his dad's desk and now he was capturing images of my well-fucked cunt for the whole world to admire. I couldn't actually see the computer from where I was sitting in that chair, but I didn't care. My pussy lips were pulled out and spread like a flower in bloom, and the inside of my cunt was hot and pink beneath a glaze of milky semen. It had run down the soft bit of skin between my pussy and anus and then dripped onto the carpet beneath me. Some of his cum was hanging by long sticky strands and my pussy was soaked with our juices. 

There was a lot of it still inside me though and after Jay got his pictures, I was moving slowly and carefully to avoid staining my skirt. It was horribly wrinkled, even though it was supposed to be wrinkle-free, and miraculously unblemished for the most part. It had been bunched up around my waist and caught safely beneath the small of my back. That was the good news. The bad news was that from my pussy down I was a serious mess! I had the wicked thought of making Jay lick up our combined cum from between my thighs, but there was no time for that. Next time, I promised myself silently, knowing there never would be and that was too bad. Jay had a really great cock and for being a virgin, he'd known how to use it pretty good.

"Come on…Hurry up…" Jay was scouting for me and he waved his fingers so that I practically ran on tip toes past the living room and up the stairs. He was right behind me and we locked ourselves in the bathroom, red-faced and still smiling, despite the impossible insanity of our situation.

"I can't believe you fucked me!" I whispered, lifting my skirt with my left hand because my right hand was holding a wad of cummy Kleenix tissues against my pussy. I'd taken them from a box on the Minister Haven's desk and he didn't know it yet, but he was out of tissues!

"You liked it," Jay grinned at me and I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Yeah," I agreed reluctantly. "But you weren't supposed to do that! I can't believe we didn't get caught."

"Me neither," Jay said, watching as I started washing my pussy in the sink. I put my left foot on the counter and I was making a mess, but we didn't care.

"God! How much did you cum?" I frowned, pushing a finger inside my pussy as far as I could and all I could feel was hot, wet cum!

"A lot, I think," Jay nodded. "Hey, um…You're on the pill or something, right?"

"Heh!" I snorted. "Good time to think of that."

"Sorry," he looked a little sheepish, but kind of proud too, I thought. I knew I was his first fuck and that was cool. I liked the idea a lot for some reason, knowing Jay's dick had never been in some other girl's pussy before.

"Yeah, I got a pill," I told him, and all I could think was that whatever pill Lisa had gotten for me had better work. I was probably ovulating now for sure!

"Cool," Jay let out a sigh of relief. "If I was like Elizabeth? Like I got some girl pregnant? Oh man! My mom would wig out."

"Shut-up," I shook my head. "You don't even know your sister anymore."

"How come you know her anyway?" Jay asked me and that seemed funny, considering everything we'd done together. He didn't even know why we were there.

"My brother's going to marry her," I said.

"Who? Elizabeth?" Jay's eyes got big. "The guy downstairs?"

"Steve, yeah," I nodded. "She's gonna be my sister-in-law."

"Oh," Jay smiled. "That's cool. So like…We're gonna see each other a lot, right?"

"I'm gonna go home," I laughed at him. 

"Yeah, but…" Jay licked his lips. "If Elizabeth marries your brother, I can come visit and since she's your sister, then…"

"You're just you," I shook my head. "And you're kinda weird, you know that?"

"Yeah," the boy grinned at me. "So are you. I never met any girl who likes to suck a guy's dick or anything."

"You probably have and you don't know it," I grinned at him. "You got a towel?"

"Here…" he handed me one. "No, I mean on a first date or whatever. You sucked mine and now we had sex and everything and I just met you. You're kinda crazy."

"I don't think a guy should be complaining about that," I told him, feeling a little insulted actually. Embarrassed too maybe as I realized he wasn't lying about any of it. I'd only known the boy like two hours and we'd fucked already. What did that say about me?

"I'm not complaining," Jay said quickly. "It's totally tits! I just really, um…You're my girlfriend now, right?"

"I guess," I sighed, not wanting to debate it with him. I was starting to come down and realizing I'd just let this guy put his cum inside me was starting to freak me out. What if that pill didn't work? What if I hadn't been pregnant at all, but now I was? What if… "Fuck."

"What?" Jay blinked at me.

"Nothing," I sighed. "You're right. I am pretty weird."

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Dinner was strangely quiet, although it was hard to tell with that family anyway, and I felt like Steve was staring at me all through it. I tried to avoid his gaze without actually looking like I was. It didn't help at all that I was sitting next to Jay and he kept putting his hand under the table to touch my bare thigh with his fingers. I wasn't wearing panties and he knew it, but I didn't think he was really going to try and finger my pussy at the dinner table or anything crazy like that. But I was keeping my legs tightly crossed anyway, you know? I was feeling guilty and nervous and really paranoid.

"Well, I suppose this is as good a time as any to say it," Minister Haven said as the meal was finishing. He waited until we were all looking at him and then the old man looked down the table at his wife. "Steve here has asked for my permission to marry Elizabeth," Minister Haven said. "He's been very proper about it and that's a rare thing in these Last Days."

"Really?" Mrs. Haven smiled and of course we waited for the man's decision.

"I've given him my blessing…" Minister Haven said slowly.

"Good! Oh! I'm so happy for you, Elizabeth," Mrs. Haven got out of her chair and bent over to give her daughter a hug.

"…I just hope the man knows what kind of wife he's getting," Lisa's dad finished and he made it sound like he'd tried to talk Steve out of making a big mistake.

"I think I do," Steve smiled at Lisa and then looked at Minister Haven. "Thank you, sir. I'll take good care of her."

"Hmph," the old man nodded and then he was shaking Steve's hand until Mrs. Haven was giving my brother a hug too.

"Congratulations, Steve," she said. "I know you'll be a fine husband for my daughter."

"Thank you, Mrs. Haven," Steve smiled back at her and maybe that's the way everyone proposes or gets permission, or whatever, but I didn't think so. It all seemed a little too formal to me, kinda rehearsed too, but probably that was just my mood. I really wanted to get out of there and I caught Steve staring at me again and I blushed for no good reason at all except that I was guilty.

"Let's go into my office," Minister Haven suggested. "I'm not much for drink, but I have a little brandy for occasions like this."

I glanced at Jay but he wasn't looking at me. I knew we'd left that room smelling like sex. The carpet was probably stained with cum and for certain the chair I'd been sitting in was soaked with girl goo! We were gonna get busted and I felt like I was going to be sick suddenly.

"Yes sir," Steve agreed. "Engagements and snakebite as my Pop likes to say."

"Hmmm…They do resemble at times," Minister Haven actually smiled at that and he looked at his son. "Jeremiah, why don't you join us? You're man enough now."

"Me? Uh…Yes sir," Jay blinked at his dad and I caught Mrs. Haven giving her husband a questioning look, but he either didn't see it or chose to ignore it.

Steve gave me a little smile, but I didn't know what it meant and then he was gone. 

"Well, ummm…So have you picked a date yet?" Mrs. Haven asked Lisa. "No, just leave the table. Why don't we have a little coffee first. Ann, would you like some hot cocoa?"

"Okay, sure," I agreed, since there was little else I could do. Except worry over what Steve and Jay's dad were going to find in his little office. I was gonna be dead.

"We're thinking a long engagement," Lisa told her mom. "A spring wedding, so…Maybe April or May, when the weather gets nice."

"Oh, that'll be wonderful," Mrs. Haven said. "You could have it outside…"

They talked about the wedding and Mrs. Haven was plainly very happy, but not entirely surprised. I suppose Lisa had mentioned it earlier or maybe Steve had said something that morning while he moved her furniture around. No church wedding, Lisa informed her mom, they only wanted a Justice of the Peace and a little ceremony. That didn't sit too badly with Mrs. Haven, but mostly I was really worried about what was going on in that den. I wanted to know why Steve had been looking at me funny and part of me figured it was because he knew I'd been having sex with Jay. It was the only thing that made sense, really, that and the fact that I was already pretty nervous about it.

All in all the rest of our visit to the Haven household was pretty dull. Us womenfolk cleaned the dining room and the kitchen while the men talked and drank brandy in private. About the time we were finished, so were they, and I didn't see Jay again before we left. I didn't understand that either because I'd at least wanted to say goodbye to him if nothing else. I mean, he had fucked me. I didn't think he owed me for it, nothing like that, but it meant something to me and I thought it had been special for him too. He should have at least said goodbye and I wondered if he hadn't gotten in a lot of trouble with his dad. I hoped not, but I figured that was what it was. Mrs. Haven hugged me and kissed my cheek. Minister Haven gave me a thin smile and little more, but he hugged his daughter and Lisa kissed his cheek. I think she was happy at least.

"What?" I asked Steve as soon as we were in the Expedition and on our way back to the motel.

"What's wrong?" Lisa looked at me from the front seat, turning her head.

"Nothing's wrong," Steve said and I guess whatever was on his mind was going to wait until we were alone, or that was the sense I got from his tone. He kinda sighed, you know? Like something was wrong and he just didn't feel like talking about it.

"Hmph," I crossed my arms and sat there frowning in silence for a couple minutes.

"We made mom happy," Lisa smiled at Steve, trying to lighten the mood. "I told her we were going to have a spring wedding. What did my dad say?"

"Your dad? Oh, a lot of talk about being responsible and taking marriage seriously," Steve shrugged. "He's actually a pretty decent guy, once you get to know him."

"What do you mean?" Lisa wondered.

"I mean he's, uh…Funny," Steve smiled at her. "He has a dry sense of humor though, but once we relaxed I enjoyed talking to him."

"My dad has a sense of humor?" Lisa giggled. "Come on, what did he really say?"

"Well, he told me to watch out for loose women," Steve said. "Girls who chase boys, you know? Uh, whores, he called them."

"Oh yeah?" Lisa snorted. "He was talking about me, huh? Trying to talk you out of ruining your life?"

"Maybe," Steve agreed reluctantly. "But I think he was talking about someone else too."

"Just say it! God!" I could see my brother's eyes in the rearview mirror.

"We heard you guys," Steve told me and he looked at Lisa. "Did you and your mom…"

"Did we what?" Lisa was confused. "What did you hear?"

"You heard us?" I blinked at him. "Jay's dad heard us?"

"Oh yeah," Steve nodded and then he laughed. "We were in the next room, sis. It was pretty hard to miss."

"Heard what?" Lisa turned around and looked at me, but she was figuring it out.

"Me and Jay," I frowned. "We, uh…We sorta had sex."

"What?" she stared at me.

"Sorta?" Steve turned his head for a second to look at me. "You were begging him to fuck you."

"I was not!" I made a face at him. "I just…It felt good is all."

"You and Jay had sex?" Lisa was still catching up. "Where? When?"

"In your dad's office," Steve said. "Just before dinner when we were sitting in the living room."

"Oh God!" Lisa sighed.

"I didn't want to," I said. "It just kinda happened, you know? He wanted to take a picture of me for his web page, his Friendster thing and then…I don't know…We were doing it."

"Well, Jay's a man now," Steve chuckled. "You got his virginity, Ann. Be proud, you're really racking 'em up this trip."

"Shut-up," I said. "So what if we did it?"

"He wasn't mad?" Lisa asked Steve.

"Well, he wasn't too impressed with Ann, I can tell you that," Steve said. "But he didn't actually call her a whore or anything, so…I dunno. He seemed proud of Jay though. Poured him a drink and shook his hand and everything."

"Really?" I didn't understand any of that. "Why?"

"Because he wanted to hurt you," Lisa said and she wasn't too happy.

"How's that hurt me?" I asked her, but I could already feel it. 

"And I had stand there and smile," Steve said like it was pretty funny the way life worked sometimes. "Listen to him congratulate his son for fucking my little sister."

"Oh," I swallowed hard. "I'm…Sorry…" I didn't know what I was apologizing for exactly or what Steve expected from me. I just felt bad. I felt kind of dirty and then I figured out why Jay hadn't said goodbye to me. I was one of those whores his dad had told him about. Like Lisa was and it was okay for Jay to have one, just like Jesus had Mary Magdalene, but he couldn't love one.

"Your dad really doesn't like you, does he?" Steve asked Lisa. 

"I guess not," Lisa said quietly, looking out the window.

"What does Lisa have to do with it?" I wondered after a few seconds.

"Hurting the people I care about," Lisa said, "hurts me too and he knows it."

"I shoulda stayed home," I sighed and I was just beginning to appreciate how badly I'd messed everything up. "I'm really sorry."

"It takes two to tango," Steve said and then he shrugged. "But you coulda said no."

"Yeah," I smiled weakly. "I wanted to. I really did. I just felt sorry for him."

"You did?" That turned Lisa's head around again.

"Well…yeah, sorta," I nodded. "I mean, Jay doesn't have a girlfriend. He hasn't even kissed a girl before and…I dunno."

I almost told them about the weird guy with the pictures, the one who'd grabbed Jay's dick, but I wasn't sure if I should or not. Things were already pretty complicated, it seemed to me. I didn't want to make things any worse than they were and whatever had happened, it had been a long time ago anyway, so I figured that story could wait some more if it had to.

"He wants to be a veterinarian," I added. "Jay hates that religion stuff."

"Oh yeah?" Lisa actually smiled at that.

"His dad wants him to be a minister," Steve told us. "He told me he's going to send Jay to some Christian University in Virginia or something."

"I don't think he's going to like that," I said with a soft giggle. 

"Who would?" Steve chuckled. "Not too many loose women around a place like that, I don't suppose."

"Be nice!" Lisa laughed ruefully. "God! What a nightmare. I shouldn't have come back."

"You had to try, right?" Steve looked at her and we were at the motel by then. My brother and Lisa must have done a lot of talking in the short time they knew each other, because they seemed to be saying a lot more than what I could understand just from their words.

"I guess so," Lisa said. "I just never want to see this town again."

"No doubt," I laughed. I waited until Steve had parked and turned off the engine before I asked him, "So, are you mad at me?"

"Would it do any good?" Steve asked and I shrugged. "No, I'm not mad. But you really do have to learn how to say no, Ann. If the guy hadn't been Lisa's dad…" Steve grinned at me, "I'd have popped him, you know?"

"Really?" I giggled and made a little eek! face.

"So, I don't know…You have to grow up," Steve told me seriously. "You turn into a slut and I'll whip your ass."

"I know." I nodded, wondering why I'd even have to be told something like that. I wasn't dumb. I wasn't a slut either. So why was I acting like I was?

"And if Pops ever finds out…" Steve gave me a wry smile. The only reason he wasn't mad was because Lisa's dad had been so weird about the whole thing. But we both knew it coulda been a whole lot worse. Maybe it was better if the Minister Haven and his son thought I was a whore, at least my brother still loved me…But if Scott ever found out! Yikes! I really would get an ass whipping then. I didn't even want to think about my dad.

"Yeah." I already knew I'd be dead.

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"Plan B," I was holding the red and yellow box in my hands as I sat on the bed. "That's a cute name for it."

"It was a pain getting that," Lisa said and she was undressing for a shower. "I was supposed to get a prescription."

"What happened?" Steve wondered.

"I'm a loose woman, remember? I gave the guy a blow job," Lisa laughed and me and Steve stared at her. "I'm kidding! The girl working at the pharmacy went to high school with me. Luckily for you I still have a few friends in this town."

"Yeah," I smiled. "Lucky they work at drug stores too, huh?"

I was still dressed, still wearing my leather jacket, just cause it was so cool and I didn't feel like taking it off. It was pretty tits! I giggled and opened the box and I had my knees up and legs spread in a decidedly un-ladylike fashion, especially since I wasn't wearing panties. I kept forgetting that stuff!

"What happened to your underwear?" Lisa was grinning at me and Steve was next to her so he looked too, and they got a clear view of my pussy.

"Oh, they're in my purse," I said, unfolding the instructions. "I sorta made a mess in them when I was giving Jay a blow job."

"What?" Lisa gasped and laughed and Steve shook his head.

"I don't wanna know," he told me. "Okay?" He probably figured I was kidding the way Lisa had been a moment before.

"Okay," I smiled at him. "Let's see…Plan B is an emergency contraceptive most effective when taken within 72 hours of sexual intercourse and should not be taken if more than five days have elapsed…blah blah…Plan B uses progestin hormone to prevent the fertilized egg from implanting in the uterus."

"What is it?" Steve asked me. "A pill, right?"

"Two pills," I answered. "It says to take the yellow one first and then take the red one exactly twelve hours later. What time is it?"

"Um…eight fifty-one," Steve said. 

"I'll take it at nine o'clock," I nodded. "It says, let's see, Plan B is about 89% effective at preventing pregnancy. It's most effective when taken within 72 hours of unprotected sexual intercourse and less effective in women who are close to ovulating…Hmmm…"

"That's all of you," Lisa said and I had to agree with that. I grinned at her as she disappeared into the bathroom.

"Plan B is only effective against the current episode of unprotected sex. Plan B does not, in big bold letters, provide birth control protection during the remainder of the current menstrual cycle. It says I might experience headache, breast tenderness, and fatigue…Shoot, I got all that right now anyway."

"Heh," Steve was naked and Lisa was already in the shower.

"What time you got?" I asked him, being too lazy to turn my head and look at the clock on the nightstand. I liked looking at my brother anyway. His big old cock was sorta flopping around as he took off his socks and I wondered why he did that last. It looked funny.

"Five 'til nine," Steve glanced at his watch. "You got something to wash it down with?"

"I got a lot of spit," I shrugged. "Tap water."

"There's a bunch of change in my jacket," Steve said. "Why don't you go get a Coke, bring a couple back for me and Lisa too. She likes diet."

"Okay, yeah," I agreed and I wished he'd thought of that before he took off his pants. I didn't feel like going anywhere, but a Coke sounded good. Or a root beer, just cause that made me think of Julie and I thought I should call her maybe. Jane too. And Monica, shoot! I was supposed to call her tonight and get that Amy guy's phone number. That seemed less important now than it had before though. I wasn't sure what was going on there.

Eighty-nine percent. I wished it was a hundred, but that was still pretty good, right? I was definitely within 72 hours too, but probably ovulating, so they probably cancelled each other out. Nine chances out of ten I wouldn't be pregnant. I still had some praying to do and I hoped my God wasn't the same as Minister Haven's God, or I was in real trouble probably. I bet that old man was really hoping his son had knocked a whore like me up good. What an asshole and I bet Steve really had wanted to poke him in the nose. Steve wasn't known for holding his temper, but Minister Haven was really old and Lisa's dad too, so…

That sorta pissed me off when I thought about it and I probably wouldn't have worried about it except for the fact that Jay hadn't said goodbye to me. That really irked me, you know? Because I knew it wasn't because Jay had gotten in trouble at all. His dad had congratulated him for fucking me! I was a whore so Jay didn't have to say goodbye or anything? Like I didn't deserve even that much from the guy? He'd fucked me. I hadn't asked for it. He'd just done it and taken advantage of me more than anything. It was almost rape, except I'd pretty much been eager and willing once his cock was inside me. I definitely hadn't been raped, but that didn't make me a slut either.

I was really tired of worrying about that stuff and Lisa was right. I never wanted to see this town again either! And if I ever saw Jay again? I was definitely gonna pop him! He was an asshole too.

"Hey," the frizzy haired scarecrow girl was working again and she actually smiled at me. "I have a thing for you."

"A thing?" I looked at her.

"A note, yeah…" she was bending over behind the counter. "Here you go."

"Thanks," I took the folded up motel stationary out of her hand and opened it. 

'Dear Ann, 
Hey! Here's my address and phone number in case you ever get to Vancouver! It was so awesome last night and you're really great!!! Don't forget you have to send me a picture! I'm going to be thinking about you until I get it!
Love, Jared XOXOX to Infinity!

PS – Ben says hi and he wants a picture too. A different one than mine though! Later!'

Their address and phone number was at that bottom and I was smiling as I read the little note twice. Those guys were so cool, especially Jared. God! I wished Squinosha was like next to Vancouver, you know? I felt seriously good right then and it was amazing what a little thing like that could do for me. Jay didn't matter at all anymore, not when I knew Jared and his twin brother were out there thinking about me. I was pretty happy again.

"Those twins were pretty cute," the girl said.

"Yeah," I nodded and smiled at her.

"What did you guys do last night?" the girl asked me and she was smiling because she'd read my note, but I didn't care.

"Ummm…We just went swimming," I giggled and stuck my tongue out so she'd know we'd done a lot more than just that!

"Oh, man…I should go swimming more often," she sighed and I just laughed at her.

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