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But like most days, it comes up empty, and fills up on the way down.\n\nThe elevator stops on the 6th floor, with a 50-50 chance that it would be Grace entering in or somebody else. Grace is a bit more welcomed over anyone else, though as of the events of this past weekend, I really do not want to be bothered with her. I stand by the corner across from the door, almost wanting to crawl into the crevice of the two adjoining walls as she walked in.\n\n\"Hello Fernando.” Grace says as she walked in. The elevator door closes behind her almost immediately. The elevator then drops with a lurch and stops, opening its door to a bare wall between floors. The alarm bell only rang for a momentary second, signifying that someone had pressed the 'Emergency Stop' button, which she had just did.\n\n\"We are going to be late for school.\" I complained to her.\n\n\"I don't care. All I want is some answers to what happened on Saturday, since you had not come over or wanted to see me on Sunday.\" Grace complains back.\n\n\"Must we go through this?\" I asked, holding back, \"Damn it's not like we are going out with each other...\"\n\n\"Yes we must, and only because I'm your friend.” Grace says.\n\n\"If you were my friend then you know that I want to be left alone on certain things.\" I tell her back.\n\n\"Look Fernando - you and I are more than just friends, and no, I won't leave things that you want left alone, alone. Now tell me why won't you fix things up with Mary?\" Grace almost demands.\n\n\"She tried to kill me! You were there!\" I almost yelled at her.\n\n\"That's not what I mean. It is obvious that the both of you are still in love, but the point I don't get is that the both of you hate each other. Get rid of that hate and what ever problems you two have will be gone away.\" Grace tries to preach to me.\n\n\"Why do you think I'm blind, Grace? Why do you think I had to learn how to walk again? Learn how to do those things that you take for granted? It was her, that's why!\" I tell her out loud.\n\n\"Well if you two did not started to screw around early in your relationship, you would not be in such a mess.\" Grace continues on with the preaching.\n\n\"It's not that, Grace. Sex has nothing to do with what's going on between us.\" I tell her.\n\n\"Then what is it?” Grace finally asks.\n\n\"All this started some three years ago, before I moved here to the projects. When I went to P.S. 96 to complete the IGC (Intelligntly Gifted Child) program when the Child Prodigy Program ended in '75. And we started to be friends back then.\" I started to explain.\n\n\"No way...” Grace said.\n\n\"She was going out with a couple of gang members, some guys named Ricky and Alfonso. To make a long story short, she wanted to go out with me, and they wanted me dead because of that. Now they're the ones who almost ended up dead and their actions towards me almost left me cripple and currently blind.\" I tell her.\n\n\"Then why did you had sex with her if you did not loved her?” Grace asks.\n\n\"One day you'll know how it works, I'm still trying to figure it out for myself.\" I answered.\n\n\"Was she a virgin, you know... before?” Grace asks.\n\n\"I would not know. Frankly, I did not cared. But from a guy's point of view, unless she was homely or smelling like shit, you don't turn down a piece of pussy when it is offered to you.\" I explained. Grace tries to slap me but I grabbed her hand before it made contact.\n\n\"Fernando, I swear!\" Grace shouted at me.\n\n\"It was something that just happened!\" I tell her as I slowly put her hand down and eventually letting her go.\n\n\"Then I hope it was out of love between the two of you...” Grace started to say.\n\n\"A lot of things were said between us out of love, but seriously, now that I can think about it, we said that we loved each other, but from the way things looked, it was not what it seemed.\" I tried to explain.\n\n\"How could you.” Grace says.\n\n\"It was actually quite simple.\" I said to myself, but our close proximity made sure that she heard it too.\n\n\"Sometimes I wonder how I ever became your friend.” Grace said.\n\n\"I swear, Grace, you're acting like you like me or something.\" I tell her.\n\n\"Don't you wish...” Grace said.\n\n\"No, I mean, more than just what we are, as friends.\" I explained to her.\n\n\"Yeah, I bet you wish. So you can take my panties down too.” Grace complained.\n\n\"It's not like that Grace...\" I tell her.\n\n\"Oh, then how would it be?” Grace asks in a mocking tone.\n\n\"Look, not every girl is a virgin, as they play themselves out to be. And guys will take it when it's offered to them. But you know - every relationship has it's beginning, and it's end...\" I started to explain. \"And what happened between Mary and I was once upon a time, and everything went wrong. And for whatever reasons we broke up, it is over between us and she knows it. Trying to dig it up and save what is left is a sick thing to do, for it should belong where it is - dead.\" I finish telling her.\n\nShe just stands there staring at me in a long and uncomfortable silence.\n\n\"You mind - we're going to be late for school.\" I quietly tell her as I reach for the elevator button to restart it.\n\nShe take my hand and puts it down by her side, and thinking that I cannot see her through my dark glasses, bites the side of her lower lip. \"Maybe I do like you...” Grace says silently.\n\n\"I like you too, but some things just cannot happen.\" I say silently as well.\n\n\"I know.” Grace quietly responds.\n\n\"How about letting the elevator go?\" I ask.\n\n\"How about a few more moments of us two being alone for a while?” Grace asks.\n\n\"We're going to be very late for school.\" I said.\n\n\"I don't mind, if it's because of being with you.” Grace says.\n\nAnother awkward moment of silence passes between us.\n\n\"You know that we can only be friends.\" I tell her.\n\n\"Why, you going out with somebody else already?” Grace asks.\n\n\"Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know.\" I started to say.\n\n\"Are you?” Grace asks again.\n\n\"It's more of us than of anyone else with me, Grace.\" I tell her.\n\n\"How so?” Grace asks.\n\n\"Your family, my family, your boyfriend, my girlfriend...s, you know... too much in the way. Even just to be friends.\" I tried to explain.\n\n\"What about my boyfriend? I don't have one...” Grace said.\n\n\"Well, I know from what I heard you went out with Victor and that guy on the floor above you...\" I started to say.\n\n\"Well first of all, I went out with no one. And if anyone in this building tells you that I have, don't believe them because you know how my family is...” Grace explains in a defensive tone.\n\n\"I know, I know... Just because they said it does not mean that I believed them. I just went along with it and remembered it so just in case it comes up, I can finally get the truth...\" I tell her, \"In this case from you.\"\n\nShe just stares at me with disbelief, or what I perceived as such. One can throw in a bit of anger as well, but either way, I was not making any headway to making things better between the two of us. But no matter how one takes it, for the short time I have known her, she has been the forgiving kind. The hurt and the anger will go away and things would be back as they were. But until then, there was this uncomfortable quiet between us.\n\n\"Grace,\" I started to say to break the silence, \"we are going to be late for school.\"\n\nShe remains disinterested about the time, remaining to be quiet. I slowly reach for the 'STOP BUTTON' again, and again she takes my hand away from it, this time holding it firm. After several more seconds of silence she speaks.\n\n\"You know that I have been there for you, through the hospital stays, and the physical therapy, during those times you wanted to give up, but you didn't.” Grace started to say.\n\n\"What are you trying to tell me?\" I asked.\n\n\"Both you and I are 15, right?” Grace asks.\n\n\"Yes... but...\" I started to say.\n\n\"And I've known you since the first day you moved in here three years ago...” Grace added.\n\n\"I don't see where this is going.\" I said.\n\n\"Look. In a short amount of time, we had become good friends, if not more than just good friends.” Grace said.\n\n\"I still don't...\" I said.\n\n\"Just hush up, will you!” Grace said demandingly. I could only quietly comply. \"Look... if I were to say to you that you are now my boyfriend, what would you do?” Grace then asks.\n\nI thought about it for a few seconds before answering, \"I do not know. Why would you want me as your boyfriend?\"\n\nShe lets out a deep seated sigh before answering, \"I need somebody I can trust to do me certain things. Do you understand?\"\n\n\"You mean like...\" I started to say.\n\n\"No, we are not going to have sex just like that. In fact, unless you marry me first we won't ever go that far in this relationship.” Grace explains.\n\n\"Then, forgive me for being stupid - why would you want me?\" I asked.\n\n\"Look, I need somebody I can trust to do me those things that only a boyfriend can give...” Grace started to explain.\n\n\"Like what? \" I ask, interrupting her.\n\n\"Just stay quiet for a moment so I can finish.” Grace stated.\n\n\"OK.\" I said silently.\n\n\"Look, I need you to take me out on school dances and multi-couple dates when they come, go out on some weekends to movies or museums and stuff like that.” Grace answers.\n\n\"That's all? Why?\" I asked, but not really seeking an answer.\n\n\"Because my school is an all-girl school. And if I'm not seen with a boyfriend then they will try to hook me up with somebody from the all-boys academy... and that I do not want.” Grace explains.\n\n\"So you want me to be your make-believe boy-friend?\" I asked.\n\n\"It won't be make-believe.” Grace says.\n\n\"But... what if I end up going out with somebody else in my school?\" I ask.\n\n\"You better not, for I can be a very jealous bitch...” Grace started to say.\n\n\"Grace... you cursed!\" I say to her.\n\n\"So, I'm not exactly an angel, you know.” Grace explained.\n\n\"But...\" I started to say.\n\n\"Look, I know I got an image to maintain, that is all well and good. But I am as perfect as the next human being, and that means that... like you, Fernando, I fuck up too.” Grace explains.\n\n\"Uhm... Never mind then...\" I almost say to myself.\"\n\n\"What do you mean by that?” Grace says.\n\n\"Nothing, nothing really. You know, something that people automatically say without know it.\" I try to explain myself. \"But seriously, about you and I... why?\" I then asked.\n\n\"Look, I need a boyfriend, one who can do all those things a boyfriend do to his girl. One I can honestly spend time with and enjoy that time with him, one who I can trust with my deepest and darkest of secrets, and somebody I can share my feelings, knowing that I will be respected in all regards. There is only one person in this whole wide world that I can trust to do that with, and that person is you - Fernando.” Grace explains.\n\n\"But seriously... I do not know...\" I started to say.\n\n\"But seriously what?” Grace asks, \"You don't like me or something?\"\n\n\"No...\" I started to answer but she interrupts me.\n\n\"Is it that you want somebody you can put on your bed and do her all the time?” Grace asks.\n\n\"No... It's not that...\" I try to interject.\n\n\"Then what is it?” Grace asks.\n\n\"It's something I cannot explain.\" I said.\n\n\"Then try.” Grace demanded.\n\nI let out a deep sigh, and think for a bit for an answer that was not there, and instead grasp at loose straws. \"I think I love you enough not to put you through the hurt and pain I am currently going through... if you know what I mean...\" I finally say to her.\n\n\"You are in love with me?” Grace asks.\n\n\"In a way... yes.\" I answered.\n\nShe stays there staring at me for the moment.\n\n\"For the longest I have been, perhaps when I first saw you, but you were unobtainable...\" I then started to add, but she leans up against me and puts her hand to my mouth. Then she slightly pulls away but continues to have her hand against my mouth.\n\n\"Why didn't you say something before?” Grace asked, \"No - don't answer that...” Grace kept her hand to my mouth. \"I suppose now that this changes everything.” Grace says to herself and she finally steps away from me to the furthest corner of the tiny room. I continue to stand in mine, bowing my head towards the floor.\n\nAfter some more silence, I say, \"No, it doesn't.\"\n\n\"No? How? Why?” Grace asks.\n\n\"Nothing's changed between us. I mean, just because I've been feeling a certain way about you does not change whether you know it or not.\" I try to explain.\n\n\"It does for me...” Grace says.\n\n\"How so?\" I ask.\n\n\"It does because now I know how you feel about me...” Grace tries to explain.\n\n\"Not really, we're still friends.\" I try to add.\n\n\"We're more than just friends.” Grace says, looking up towards me.\n\n\"You're going to have to explain that one to me.\" I quietly said.\n\n\"Would you do anything for me if I asked for it?” Grace asks.\n\n\"Yes. Would you?\" I answered and then asked.\n\n\"I would do almost anything if you ask me too.” Grace answers.\n\n\"Almost? What would you not do?\" I asked.\n\nShe thinks, and quickly answers, \"Don't get this wrong, but I would do anything but have sex with you.\"\n\n\"Because you are saving it for the right time and the right place and the right guy...\" I started to list off.\n\n\"No... I would want to wait until I got married to the right guy first.” Grace says.\n\n\"What if the guy you marry is not the right guy?\" I asked.\n\n\"Don't do that...” Grace says.\n\n\"I did not do anything.\" I said in my defense.\n\n\"You just jinxed my future marriage!\" Grace said, trying to get the upper hand.\n\n\"I did not.\" I replied to get it back.\n\n\"What if I married you? You just jinxed that!” Grace stated.\n\n\"No...\" I added to my defense.\n\n\"And why not?” Grace asks, interrupting me.\n\n\"Because... As my wife, I would try my best to keep you happy...\" I continued more quietly.\n\n\"Then how would you keep me happy?” Grace asks as she steps back towards me.\n\n\"I would not know, but at least I would try.\" I answered.\n\n\"What about as your girlfriend?” Grace asks.\n\n\"I still would not know, but I would ask you how.\" I answered again.\n\n\"Fernando?...” Grace calls to me as she takes my hand.\n\n\"Yeah?\" I almost ask.\n\n\"You don't have to ask.” Grace says.\n\n\"But...\" I started to say.\n\n\"No... look don't be so worried about it so much. At least you try and that's what counts.” Grace explains.\n\nI can only remain quiet for the moment, bowing my head a bit as if I were looking into her hands holding mine.\n\n\"Fernando?” Grace calls out to me again.\n\n\"Huh?\" I say to myself, looking up to face her.\n\nShe leans over to me, putting her hands onto my waist and then pulling herself towards me, leaning closer to me. I draw back but can't because of the wall behind me. She stops leaning, noticing my reaction.\n\n\"Are you scared or something?” Grace asks.\n\nI remain silent for a moment, unsure how to answer. In my defense, I start to say, \"We're going to be very late for school.\"\n\n\"Does it matter?” Grace asks.\n\n\"To me it does. You just got a short train ride to the Bronx. I have to go through all of Manhattan and into Brooklyn. And the teachers in my school don't like it when anyone is late.\" I try to explain.\n\n\"And this from the guy who blatantly told his former girl friend to strip so he can screw her this past weekend.\" Grace stated.\n\nI just let out a sigh and think about my options, feeling the seconds growing into minutes as they pass by. She just stared at me.\n\n\"Alright right, I give up, Grace. What would you want to do?\" I finally said and asked.\n\nShe grins a bit, like she had gotten the upper hand on this relationship, even if temporarily.\n\n\"Right now? With you?” Grace said.\n\nI just look at her back, not believing what I'm hearing.\n\nShe answers immediately after I let out another sigh. \"Actually, there is a lot for us to do, and yet nothing can be done.” Grace says.\n\n\"Look, girl. You can do whatever you want to do. It's up to me to think if those things we do can be done.\" I said.\n\n\"Wait a minute - I'm the girl and you're the boy here. I have the final say on what happens between us. Not you or any other guy.” Grace says.\n\n\"Then, do as you want. I'm just going to let it happen then...\" I tell her.\n\n\"What if I decide to drop my panties and have sex with you right now.” Grace says.\n\n\"Alright then, if you want too...\" I hesitantly said. \n\nShe slowly slide her hands down her waist and claw up her catholic uniform skirt before putting her left leg up against my waist. The front of her skirt have rose up, exposing what she had under into view and press her groin against mine. She can feel me hard and strong as I press her against me, responding in a wide-eyed surprised response as she tried to look into my eyes.\n\n\"Oh my...” Grace said silently to herself.\n\nI slowly and nervously slid my hands onto the roundness of her ass and felt its firm shape in them.\n\nFor a moment she tenses up, but she fights the urge of stopping me. In her mind she is thinking that we should stop this game as soon as possible, but she argues with herself. In her personal little world she lets out a small sigh and smiles back at me before letting up the pressure of her weight on me as she pulls away a bit. She then reaches to the buttons of her blouse and undoes the top three, her hand shaking more with each button she does.\n\nShe then takes her left hand and place it on my shoulder, nervously pushing herself up against me and begins humping on my groin.\n\n\"You're not comfortable with this, are you?\" I ask.\n\n\"What makes you say that?” Grace said, the slight jittery in her voice noting how she was fighting with herself.\n\n\"Because I can see that you are scared.\" I said to her.\n\n\"I'm not scared.” Grace said somewhere between nervousness and anger, but more meekly than either two.\n\n\"You do not know what you have started, Grace...\" I started to whisper in her ear then giving her ass a gentle squeeze.\n\n\"Yes I do...” Grace tries to say, interrupting me.\n\n\"Do you want me to be your boyfriend?\" I asked, interrupting her.\n\n\"In a way... yes.” Grace answered. She then leans over to me and kisses me on the cheek.\n\nI was expecting a kiss on the lips but it never happens. She takes her hand and undoes my zipper before putting her hand inside my pants. She gives me slight squeeze down there and holds on through the material of my briefs, before freezing up and pushes away from me.\n\nI stand there thinking to myself, \"OK Grace, now that your little experiment failed, what's your next move?\" Keeping her distance from me, she fixes herself up, readjusting her clothes, almost not wanting to talk. I follow in her actions and do the same.\n\nShe stands up by the other wall and stares back at me for the moment, still remaining in silence.\n\n\"I'm sorry...\" I said quietly to break the silence between us.\n\n\"You're sorry? Why?” Grace asks.\n\n\"I was thinking of taking advantage of you, that's why.\" I tell her.\n\n\"Don't you think that I was leading you to take advantage of me? I'm the one that should be sorry.” Grace explains.\n\n\"Maybe we should both be sorry.\" I then said.\n\n\"You don't have to be, you know.” Grace said, just looking down at her shoes for the moment.\n\n\"I acted like some damn horny dog, and on you of all girls, too.\" I explained.\n\n\"I'm just a girl, just like any other...” Grace says.\n\n\"No, to me you're a little bit more special than that.\" I try to tell her.\n\n\"...Thanks.” Grace said softly.\n\n\"Look, I'm already late for school, and you will be too...\" I started to say to her.\n\nAt that moment she looks at the elevator panel and pulls on the emergency stop button, starting the downward trip again. \n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Within moments I'm outside in the hall, reaching for the elevator button.

The elevator door opens and I step in, not caring if anyone is in there or not; most of the building know of my handicap condition, and give me some space for me to step into if they were there. But like most days, it comes up empty, and fills up on the way down.

The elevator stops on the 6th floor, with a 50-50 chance that it would be Grace entering in or somebody else. Grace is a bit more welcomed over anyone else, though as of the events of this past weekend, I really do not want to be bothered with her. I stand by the corner across from the door, almost wanting to crawl into the crevice of the two adjoining walls as she walked in.

"Hello Fernando.” Grace says as she walked in. The elevator door closes behind her almost immediately. The elevator then drops with a lurch and stops, opening its door to a bare wall between floors. The alarm bell only rang for a momentary second, signifying that someone had pressed the 'Emergency Stop' button, which she had just did.

"We are going to be late for school." I complained to her.

"I don't care. All I want is some answers to what happened on Saturday, since you had not come over or wanted to see me on Sunday." Grace complains back.

"Must we go through this?" I asked, holding back, "Damn it's not like we are going out with each other..."

"Yes we must, and only because I'm your friend.” Grace says.

"If you were my friend then you know that I want to be left alone on certain things." I tell her back.

"Look Fernando - you and I are more than just friends, and no, I won't leave things that you want left alone, alone. Now tell me why won't you fix things up with Mary?" Grace almost demands.

"She tried to kill me! You were there!" I almost yelled at her.

"That's not what I mean. It is obvious that the both of you are still in love, but the point I don't get is that the both of you hate each other. Get rid of that hate and what ever problems you two have will be gone away." Grace tries to preach to me.

"Why do you think I'm blind, Grace? Why do you think I had to learn how to walk again? Learn how to do those things that you take for granted? It was her, that's why!" I tell her out loud.

"Well if you two did not started to screw around early in your relationship, you would not be in such a mess." Grace continues on with the preaching.

"It's not that, Grace. Sex has nothing to do with what's going on between us." I tell her.

"Then what is it?” Grace finally asks.

"All this started some three years ago, before I moved here to the projects. When I went to P.S. 96 to complete the IGC (Intelligntly Gifted Child) program when the Child Prodigy Program ended in '75. And we started to be friends back then." I started to explain.

"No way...” Grace said.

"She was going out with a couple of gang members, some guys named Ricky and Alfonso. To make a long story short, she wanted to go out with me, and they wanted me dead because of that. Now they're the ones who almost ended up dead and their actions towards me almost left me cripple and currently blind." I tell her.

"Then why did you had sex with her if you did not loved her?” Grace asks.

"One day you'll know how it works, I'm still trying to figure it out for myself." I answered.

"Was she a virgin, you know... before?” Grace asks.

"I would not know. Frankly, I did not cared. But from a guy's point of view, unless she was homely or smelling like shit, you don't turn down a piece of pussy when it is offered to you." I explained. Grace tries to slap me but I grabbed her hand before it made contact.

"Fernando, I swear!" Grace shouted at me.

"It was something that just happened!" I tell her as I slowly put her hand down and eventually letting her go.

"Then I hope it was out of love between the two of you...” Grace started to say.

"A lot of things were said between us out of love, but seriously, now that I can think about it, we said that we loved each other, but from the way things looked, it was not what it seemed." I tried to explain.

"How could you.” Grace says.

"It was actually quite simple." I said to myself, but our close proximity made sure that she heard it too.

"Sometimes I wonder how I ever became your friend.” Grace said.

"I swear, Grace, you're acting like you like me or something." I tell her.

"Don't you wish...” Grace said.

"No, I mean, more than just what we are, as friends." I explained to her.

"Yeah, I bet you wish. So you can take my panties down too.” Grace complained.

"It's not like that Grace..." I tell her.

"Oh, then how would it be?” Grace asks in a mocking tone.

"Look, not every girl is a virgin, as they play themselves out to be. And guys will take it when it's offered to them. But you know - every relationship has it's beginning, and it's end..." I started to explain. "And what happened between Mary and I was once upon a time, and everything went wrong. And for whatever reasons we broke up, it is over between us and she knows it. Trying to dig it up and save what is left is a sick thing to do, for it should belong where it is - dead." I finish telling her.

She just stands there staring at me in a long and uncomfortable silence.

"You mind - we're going to be late for school." I quietly tell her as I reach for the elevator button to restart it.

She take my hand and puts it down by her side, and thinking that I cannot see her through my dark glasses, bites the side of her lower lip. "Maybe I do like you...” Grace says silently.

"I like you too, but some things just cannot happen." I say silently as well.

"I know.” Grace quietly responds.

"How about letting the elevator go?" I ask.

"How about a few more moments of us two being alone for a while?” Grace asks.

"We're going to be very late for school." I said.

"I don't mind, if it's because of being with you.” Grace says.

Another awkward moment of silence passes between us.

"You know that we can only be friends." I tell her.

"Why, you going out with somebody else already?” Grace asks.

"Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know." I started to say.

"Are you?” Grace asks again.

"It's more of us than of anyone else with me, Grace." I tell her.

"How so?” Grace asks.

"Your family, my family, your boyfriend, my girlfriend...s, you know... too much in the way. Even just to be friends." I tried to explain.

"What about my boyfriend? I don't have one...” Grace said.

"Well, I know from what I heard you went out with Victor and that guy on the floor above you..." I started to say.

"Well first of all, I went out with no one. And if anyone in this building tells you that I have, don't believe them because you know how my family is...” Grace explains in a defensive tone.

"I know, I know... Just because they said it does not mean that I believed them. I just went along with it and remembered it so just in case it comes up, I can finally get the truth..." I tell her, "In this case from you."

She just stares at me with disbelief, or what I perceived as such. One can throw in a bit of anger as well, but either way, I was not making any headway to making things better between the two of us. But no matter how one takes it, for the short time I have known her, she has been the forgiving kind. The hurt and the anger will go away and things would be back as they were. But until then, there was this uncomfortable quiet between us.

"Grace," I started to say to break the silence, "we are going to be late for school."

She remains disinterested about the time, remaining to be quiet. I slowly reach for the 'STOP BUTTON' again, and again she takes my hand away from it, this time holding it firm. After several more seconds of silence she speaks.

"You know that I have been there for you, through the hospital stays, and the physical therapy, during those times you wanted to give up, but you didn't.” Grace started to say.

"What are you trying to tell me?" I asked.

"Both you and I are 15, right?” Grace asks.

"Yes... but..." I started to say.

"And I've known you since the first day you moved in here three years ago...” Grace added.

"I don't see where this is going." I said.

"Look. In a short amount of time, we had become good friends, if not more than just good friends.” Grace said.

"I still don't..." I said.

"Just hush up, will you!” Grace said demandingly. I could only quietly comply. "Look... if I were to say to you that you are now my boyfriend, what would you do?” Grace then asks.

I thought about it for a few seconds before answering, "I do not know. Why would you want me as your boyfriend?"

She lets out a deep seated sigh before answering, "I need somebody I can trust to do me certain things. Do you understand?"

"You mean like..." I started to say.

"No, we are not going to have sex just like that. In fact, unless you marry me first we won't ever go that far in this relationship.” Grace explains.

"Then, forgive me for being stupid - why would you want me?" I asked.

"Look, I need somebody I can trust to do me those things that only a boyfriend can give...” Grace started to explain.

"Like what? " I ask, interrupting her.

"Just stay quiet for a moment so I can finish.” Grace stated.

"OK." I said silently.

"Look, I need you to take me out on school dances and multi-couple dates when they come, go out on some weekends to movies or museums and stuff like that.” Grace answers.

"That's all? Why?" I asked, but not really seeking an answer.

"Because my school is an all-girl school. And if I'm not seen with a boyfriend then they will try to hook me up with somebody from the all-boys academy... and that I do not want.” Grace explains.

"So you want me to be your make-believe boy-friend?" I asked.

"It won't be make-believe.” Grace says.

"But... what if I end up going out with somebody else in my school?" I ask.

"You better not, for I can be a very jealous bitch...” Grace started to say.

"Grace... you cursed!" I say to her.

"So, I'm not exactly an angel, you know.” Grace explained.

"But..." I started to say.

"Look, I know I got an image to maintain, that is all well and good. But I am as perfect as the next human being, and that means that... like you, Fernando, I fuck up too.” Grace explains.

"Uhm... Never mind then..." I almost say to myself."

"What do you mean by that?” Grace says.

"Nothing, nothing really. You know, something that people automatically say without know it." I try to explain myself. "But seriously, about you and I... why?" I then asked.

"Look, I need a boyfriend, one who can do all those things a boyfriend do to his girl. One I can honestly spend time with and enjoy that time with him, one who I can trust with my deepest and darkest of secrets, and somebody I can share my feelings, knowing that I will be respected in all regards. There is only one person in this whole wide world that I can trust to do that with, and that person is you - Fernando.” Grace explains.

"But seriously... I do not know..." I started to say.

"But seriously what?” Grace asks, "You don't like me or something?"

"No..." I started to answer but she interrupts me.

"Is it that you want somebody you can put on your bed and do her all the time?” Grace asks.

"No... It's not that..." I try to interject.

"Then what is it?” Grace asks.

"It's something I cannot explain." I said.

"Then try.” Grace demanded.

I let out a deep sigh, and think for a bit for an answer that was not there, and instead grasp at loose straws. "I think I love you enough not to put you through the hurt and pain I am currently going through... if you know what I mean..." I finally say to her.

"You are in love with me?” Grace asks.

"In a way... yes." I answered.

She stays there staring at me for the moment.

"For the longest I have been, perhaps when I first saw you, but you were unobtainable..." I then started to add, but she leans up against me and puts her hand to my mouth. Then she slightly pulls away but continues to have her hand against my mouth.

"Why didn't you say something before?” Grace asked, "No - don't answer that...” Grace kept her hand to my mouth. "I suppose now that this changes everything.” Grace says to herself and she finally steps away from me to the furthest corner of the tiny room. I continue to stand in mine, bowing my head towards the floor.

After some more silence, I say, "No, it doesn't."

"No? How? Why?” Grace asks.

"Nothing's changed between us. I mean, just because I've been feeling a certain way about you does not change whether you know it or not." I try to explain.

"It does for me...” Grace says.

"How so?" I ask.

"It does because now I know how you feel about me...” Grace tries to explain.

"Not really, we're still friends." I try to add.

"We're more than just friends.” Grace says, looking up towards me.

"You're going to have to explain that one to me." I quietly said.

"Would you do anything for me if I asked for it?” Grace asks.

"Yes. Would you?" I answered and then asked.

"I would do almost anything if you ask me too.” Grace answers.

"Almost? What would you not do?" I asked.

She thinks, and quickly answers, "Don't get this wrong, but I would do anything but have sex with you."

"Because you are saving it for the right time and the right place and the right guy..." I started to list off.

"No... I would want to wait until I got married to the right guy first.” Grace says.

"What if the guy you marry is not the right guy?" I asked.

"Don't do that...” Grace says.

"I did not do anything." I said in my defense.

"You just jinxed my future marriage!" Grace said, trying to get the upper hand.

"I did not." I replied to get it back.

"What if I married you? You just jinxed that!” Grace stated.

"No..." I added to my defense.

"And why not?” Grace asks, interrupting me.

"Because... As my wife, I would try my best to keep you happy..." I continued more quietly.

"Then how would you keep me happy?” Grace asks as she steps back towards me.

"I would not know, but at least I would try." I answered.

"What about as your girlfriend?” Grace asks.

"I still would not know, but I would ask you how." I answered again.

"Fernando?...” Grace calls to me as she takes my hand.

"Yeah?" I almost ask.

"You don't have to ask.” Grace says.

"But..." I started to say.

"No... look don't be so worried about it so much. At least you try and that's what counts.” Grace explains.

I can only remain quiet for the moment, bowing my head a bit as if I were looking into her hands holding mine.

"Fernando?” Grace calls out to me again.

"Huh?" I say to myself, looking up to face her.

She leans over to me, putting her hands onto my waist and then pulling herself towards me, leaning closer to me. I draw back but can't because of the wall behind me. She stops leaning, noticing my reaction.

"Are you scared or something?” Grace asks.

I remain silent for a moment, unsure how to answer. In my defense, I start to say, "We're going to be very late for school."

"Does it matter?” Grace asks.

"To me it does. You just got a short train ride to the Bronx. I have to go through all of Manhattan and into Brooklyn. And the teachers in my school don't like it when anyone is late." I try to explain.

"And this from the guy who blatantly told his former girl friend to strip so he can screw her this past weekend." Grace stated.

I just let out a sigh and think about my options, feeling the seconds growing into minutes as they pass by. She just stared at me.

"Alright right, I give up, Grace. What would you want to do?" I finally said and asked.

She grins a bit, like she had gotten the upper hand on this relationship, even if temporarily.

"Right now? With you?” Grace said.

I just look at her back, not believing what I'm hearing.

She answers immediately after I let out another sigh. "Actually, there is a lot for us to do, and yet nothing can be done.” Grace says.

"Look, girl. You can do whatever you want to do. It's up to me to think if those things we do can be done." I said.

"Wait a minute - I'm the girl and you're the boy here. I have the final say on what happens between us. Not you or any other guy.” Grace says.

"Then, do as you want. I'm just going to let it happen then..." I tell her.

"What if I decide to drop my panties and have sex with you right now.” Grace says.

"Alright then, if you want too..." I hesitantly said.

She slowly slide her hands down her waist and claw up her catholic uniform skirt before putting her left leg up against my waist. The front of her skirt have rose up, exposing what she had under into view and press her groin against mine. She can feel me hard and strong as I press her against me, responding in a wide-eyed surprised response as she tried to look into my eyes.

"Oh my...” Grace said silently to herself.

I slowly and nervously slid my hands onto the roundness of her ass and felt its firm shape in them.

For a moment she tenses up, but she fights the urge of stopping me. In her mind she is thinking that we should stop this game as soon as possible, but she argues with herself. In her personal little world she lets out a small sigh and smiles back at me before letting up the pressure of her weight on me as she pulls away a bit. She then reaches to the buttons of her blouse and undoes the top three, her hand shaking more with each button she does.

She then takes her left hand and place it on my shoulder, nervously pushing herself up against me and begins humping on my groin.

"You're not comfortable with this, are you?" I ask.

"What makes you say that?” Grace said, the slight jittery in her voice noting how she was fighting with herself.

"Because I can see that you are scared." I said to her.

"I'm not scared.” Grace said somewhere between nervousness and anger, but more meekly than either two.

"You do not know what you have started, Grace..." I started to whisper in her ear then giving her ass a gentle squeeze.

"Yes I do...” Grace tries to say, interrupting me.

"Do you want me to be your boyfriend?" I asked, interrupting her.

"In a way... yes.” Grace answered. She then leans over to me and kisses me on the cheek.

I was expecting a kiss on the lips but it never happens. She takes her hand and undoes my zipper before putting her hand inside my pants. She gives me slight squeeze down there and holds on through the material of my briefs, before freezing up and pushes away from me.

I stand there thinking to myself, "OK Grace, now that your little experiment failed, what's your next move?" Keeping her distance from me, she fixes herself up, readjusting her clothes, almost not wanting to talk. I follow in her actions and do the same.

She stands up by the other wall and stares back at me for the moment, still remaining in silence.

"I'm sorry..." I said quietly to break the silence between us.

"You're sorry? Why?” Grace asks.

"I was thinking of taking advantage of you, that's why." I tell her.

"Don't you think that I was leading you to take advantage of me? I'm the one that should be sorry.” Grace explains.

"Maybe we should both be sorry." I then said.

"You don't have to be, you know.” Grace said, just looking down at her shoes for the moment.

"I acted like some damn horny dog, and on you of all girls, too." I explained.

"I'm just a girl, just like any other...” Grace says.

"No, to me you're a little bit more special than that." I try to tell her.

"...Thanks.” Grace said softly.

"Look, I'm already late for school, and you will be too..." I started to say to her.

At that moment she looks at the elevator panel and pulls on the emergency stop button, starting the downward trip again.
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