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Rainy Day Girl Ch. 02

By: Mr. Chuckles



Okay, so, even though nobody said that I should continue this story, I did anyways. So there. Let me know what you think about it. Comments, as well as constructive criticism, are always welcome, but flames are not.

It was a long day at school. For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about Rachel. I was supposed to stay after school, to get help in English, but I decided to go home instead. My brother had to work right after school, so he would need to hurry home. If I took my time, I could miss the car, and by the time I got home, he would be gone to work.

As luck would have it, my last class had a substitute, so he kept us after the bell rang, to tell us that he was very disappointed in our behavior. By the time I finally got outside, my brother, as well as our car was nowhere to be seen. I started the walk home, and saw Rachel standing next to some guy's car. I think his name was Tim, or something. I knew that this guy used his car to impress all of the girls, and always bragged about what he did with the girls he had "impressed". I went over to where they were, and started to talk with Rachel.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing, Ian?" He asked me.

"Just saying hey to Rachel." I said.

"Yeah, well, why don't you get out of here. I'm trying to show her my awesome car." He said, with a smirk.

"Oh, you mean this car, huh? The one you're always bragging about? So, what's it got?" I asked. I knew that his car had nothing special, and I was determined to make him look like a dumbass.

"Oh, you know, racing clutch, beefed up air intake, brand new, top of the line fuel injection system, and best of all, nos." he said, thinking that I would be impressed.

"Sure, it does, Tim," I said, smirking, "So why don't you pop the hood, and let me take a look?" I knew I had him.

"W-well, umm, I need to do some work on it, so, how about another time?" he said. He had a worried look in his eye. He had told a bunch of his buddies about how he tricked girls with his car, and I had over heard it. He made his friends promise not to tell. He must have thought I would never call his bluff.

"Oh, really," I said, "well, you could still show us your nos system, couldn't you? I mean, your door is open, just show me the tanks." I knew I had him.

"I don't want to show you." He said, nervously. "Well, I want to see them Tim." Rachel said.

I decided to show Tim for the phony he was at that moment. I pushed him out of the way, and looked in his car.

"I don't see any nos tanks in here, Tim." I said, climbing out of his car. 

On the way out, I pulled the hood release lever. I walked to the front of his car, and opened the hood.

"Wow, Tim. Amazing engine. All stock parts," I said, slamming the hood.

"Nice job Tim," Rachel said, almost laughing. "Later, loser."

She started walking off, and I caught up to her.

"So, like I said before, hey Rachel." I said.

"So, Ian, do you need a ride home from school?" She said with a wink.

She opened her doors, and I climbed in the passenger seat. She started the engine, and we exited the parking lot. On the way out, I gave a small, half wave to Tim. He started yelling at me, but I was too far away to here. In response, I flipped him off.

Rachel drove us to her house, and said, "Ya know, Ian, my parents won't be home for a while, so..."

"Well, my mom said she had to work late tonight, so I guess it would be alright." I said, opening the car door.

We got out, and she opened her door. I quickly ducked inside, because one of our nosey neighbors was out side. If she saw me go into Rachel's house, she would tell the whole neighbor hood about it, and Rachel's parents found out she had a boy over, they would probably kill her.

Once we were inside, and closed the door, Rachel and I embraced.

"I just want you to know, I've been thinking about you all day," I said, staring into her eyes.

"Well, I've been thinking about you for a while. It's been a while since your last visit." She said, pulling away. "I was starting to feel like you didn't like me." She said in a hurt voice.

"Whatever," I said. "So, are we gonna continue right her, in your living room, or are we gonna move to your room?" I asked playfully.

She grabbed my hand, and we went to her room. I walked in, and sat on her bed. I started to take my pants off. I wear wide leg pants, so I don't really need to take my shoes off to remove my pants (and besides, we were in a hurry). I got my pants off, and started to take my shirt off. I finally managed to get it off, when I saw her standing in front of me, already naked. My mouth dropped open.

"Well, if I remember, this is gonna be your first time having sex, right?" She said.

"Yeah, we got cut short last time." I said, painfully aware of my growing erection.

Rachel sat down on the floor in front of me, and pulled my boxers down. As soon as my throbbing erection sprang free, she lowered her mouth to it. She started licking the underside of the head, and I warned her that I was about to cum. She looked up at me, and deep throated my dick. I couldn't control it, and shot in her mouth. She gulped down my entire load.

Rachel got up, and sat on her bed. I got on the floor, and started to lick her pussy. Until then, I hadn't noticed, but she had trimmed her bush in the shape of a heart, and had shaved my name in it. I licked up and down her wet crack, and then slowly penetrated her with my tongue. I started wiggling my tongue about in her pussy, and she started to squirm. She clamped her legs around my head. I quickly withdrew my tongue, and started to trace little circles around her clit. 

"Dammit, Ian," she said between gasps, "Stop teasing me already."

I stopped licking around her clit, and started to suck on it. I gently grabbed it with my teeth, and flicked it with my tongue. In no time, she started bucking her hips, and finally came. I lapped up as much of her juice as I could. I leaned back, and she scooted up on her bed. I got off her floor, and got on top of her.

"Ian, since this is your first time, I'm gonna get on top, and let you relax." She said, getting out from under me.

Rachel climbed on top of me, and placed my cock at her dripping entrance. She slowly lowered herself on to me, and after waiting a second, started to ride me. If I thought her mouth was great, then this was heaven. I never wanted the feeling to end. She rode up and down my cock for what seemed like hours. Suddenly, I felt my impending orgasm.

"I'm... I'm gonna... c-cum..." I stammered.

Rachel pulled me out of her, and started wanking me. In no time, I shot my load all over her tits. Rachel lowered her head, and forced the few remaining drops of cum from my dick. She licked up and down my deflating cock, cleaning it of both of our juices. I laid my head back, and closed my eyes. I felt like I was in heaven.

"So, Ian, how was your first time?" she asked.

"Oh... God... that was... so amazing..." I somehow managed to say. "Mmmmm, I'm glad," Rachel said, cuddling up to my body.

We laid on her bed for a while, until I looked at her alarm clock. It said 4:30.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, getting up.

"What it is," Rachel asked with a yawn (I guess she had fallen asleep).

"My mom has probably been calling home, wondering where the hell I am." I said, getting dressed.

"Well, alright, see ya later. Just don't let that nosey Mrs. Jones see you leave." She said, in a dreamy voice.

"Don't worry," I said, but I doubted if she heard me.

I left her house, making sure that Mrs. Jones wasn't outside, and dashed across her yard to my house. I let myself in, and dropped my book bag next to the table. I looked at the answering machine. The display said four messages. I ignored it, and went to my room. I laid down on my bed and went to sleep.

Rainy Day Girl Ch. 03



Well, here is the third installment of Rainy Day Girls. I know that none of you asked me to continue from where the last one left off, because I wrote it the same night I wrote part 2. So there. Nyah nyah. This part takes place in the summer.

It had been about a month since Rachel and I had last been together. She had just gotten back from a vacation with her parents. While we had never really started dating, but we saw each other a lot. I was really starting to miss her, and I was finding I was starting to get lonely. Why? Because my mom had just left for a two-week cruise, and my brothers had left for a three-week long trip out west with our dad. I stayed home, saying I was sick, and was left at home, all alone.

I picked up the phone, and called Rachel's cell phone. She picked up on the third ring.

“Hello,” she said.

“Hey, Rachel. Its me Ian.”

“Hey, Ian. What’s up?”

“Well, my mom and my brothers are gonna be gone for a couple of weeks, and I wanted to know, and was hoping, you wanted to come over?” I said.

“I don’t know. What if my parents find out?” she said.

“Well, just tell them that you’re gonna be staying with a friend.” I told her.

“Alright. When do you want me to come over?”

“Any time. I’ll leave the door open. Just come on in.”

“Ok, see ya around 8ish. Later.”

Since she wouldn’t be coming over until later, I decided to take a shower. While in my shower, I thought about jerking off to some of my pornos, but I decided not to, since Rachel would be coming over. I wanted to save my load for her. While in the shower I shaved, briefly entertaining thoughts of shaving my pubic area. But I quickly nixed that idea. The thought of nicking my balls just didn't appeal to me.

I got dressed, putting on a work-shirt and a pair of my favorite wide leg jeans. I thought that to pass the time, I would play my Nintendo 64. I put Super Smash Brothers in and started playing. After about an hour there was a knock on the door. I got up to see who it was.

“Hey, Ian. How about letting me in?” asked Rachel's cheery voice.

“I told you that the door would be open.” I said. “You certainly look beautiful.” I bent down to kiss her.

“How about we go inside first?” she asked.

She entered my house, and we went into my den. She sat on the couch, and I picked up where I had left off in the game.

“So, here I am thinking that you were going to invite me into your home and ravish me, and all you want to do is play a video game.” She said, with mock anger.

“Ok, then. I know what to do.” I said.

I turned around, and got on the couch. Sitting next to her, I put one of my arms around her.

“I wanted to ask you something.” I said.

“What?” she asked.

“Have you ever used a vibrator?” I asked, matter-of-factly.

“You know I haven’t,” she said laughing.

“Wanna try one?”

“Do you have one?” she asked excitedly.

“Well, yes and no.”

Rachel looked confused. “I don’t understand.”

“Well, you see, the controller I am using for my game has a built in rumble feature. And I know a trick in this game, which will cause the controller to rumble endlessly.”

“And you wanted to try it on me?” she asked.

“Well… I thought, that y’know…” I said, a bit embarrassed.

“I’m playing Ian. I will try it.” She said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

I set the game up for the rumble feature, and got back on the sofa and turned my attention to Rachel. She looked so hot in her short blouse that showed her midriff and her skirt was riding low on her hips, and acentuated their slimness. I began rubbing her thigh where it was exposed just past the hem of her skirt, inching my way toward her crotch.  She reached out and unbuttoned my jeans, freeing my now raging erection. Her hands felt so soft against my hard heat. I bent forward and started to lick my way up her leg, knowing that this use to make her squirm. I quickly saw it still did make her squirm. Picking her up from the couch, I set her carefully on the floor next to where I had been sitting when I was playing my game earlier. I made a move to reach for her skirt, and after unzipping it, I slowly pulled it down till it was just past her hips. I couldn't supress my smile.

“I see you’re wearing the underwear I gave you.” I said.

“Well, I thought that since you haven’t seen me in it yet, now would be a good time.” She replied.

I slowly reached for the silk panties and inched them until they were off. I had given them to her for her birthday. They were black silk, with a red dragon fighting a blue one, making a heart shape over the crotch. 

She grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her tits bounced freely. I unbuttoned my work-shirt, and threw it to the side. We started kissing passionately. I leaned back against the couch, and she straddled my lap.

“You did tell your parents you were spending the night at a friend’s, right?” I asked, breaking away from the kiss.

“Yes. I even had had her and her sister pick up my car.” She said, gasping for breath.

“Good.” I said. “Because we’re not going to stop till morning.”

I slowly kissed down Rachel’s entire body, stopping just short of her pussy. I noticed that she still had my name shaved into her heart-shaped bush. I decided to add some interest to our game, and after excusing myself, which she protested to, I got up and first ran to the kitchen. Rumaging through the fridge, I found what I was looking for. After tossing some fruit into a big glass bowl, I quickly returned to the living room and Rachel. Before I sat down again, I made to reach for the game controller. Without a word, I set it to vibrate, and then pressed, and held, it to her now sopping wet slit. It took just a few seconds before I got the reaction I was seeking. Rachel started squirming again, but I was not about to let her close her long, slim legs. I pressed the controll against her now throbbing clit. 

“Ooooooo… that feels… soooooo…goooooooood…” she moaned.

I bent forward and started licking her sensitive clit and slid the other end of the controller into her dripping hole. Rachel was unable to lie still. She bucked her hips, lifting her perfectly shaped rear from the floor. Her pink tongue tried in vain to wet her now dry lips. 

"Oh, Ian," she said in a whisper, "don't stooooop. Please! it feels… it feels… AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!” she screamed, as she came. 

I slowly withdrew the controller from her juice filled pink hole, and set it down next to the game. Once again, I started kissing my way up her body, until I reached her wet slit. I inhaled deeply of her musky scent, letting it fill my nostrils and my brain. I reached for the bowl of fruit, intent on changing the game. I remembered we had once talked about my eating fruit from her pussy; but we'd never carried through on it. Now was the time. I intended to eat my fill of Rachel and share the juice covered fruit with her.

“Mmmmm… I can guess where this is leading to.” She said.

I said nothing as I held up a small sprig of grapes. I held them over her mouth, and she took one in her mouth. I set them down, and picked up the cherries. Breaking one open, I dribbled a bit of the juice on one of her nipples.

“Oh, that’s so cold,” she said.

I bet my head down, and said, “Let me warm it up for you.” as I took her nipple into my mouth. Rachel started to moan as I flicked her nipple with my tongue.

I took the chocolate syrup, and made a trail down her body. Then, bending over her, in a 69 position, I bent over her and started licking it up. Rachel was unable to contain herself and she started squirming again. Reaching for the strawberries, she grabbed one and threw it at me. She was panting when she could finally speak.

“Stop it Ian. You know how I hate to be teased.” She said, between gasps.

Still in the 69 position, Rachel reached up, and grabbed my dick. She began to stroke it. After a while, she leaned up, and licked the underside of it. I laid her down, and got into a 69 position. She started to suck my cock, and instead of eating her, I put a grape in her pussy. She squealed around my dick. I then began to lick her, trying to get the grape out.

I found the grape, and sucked on her mound so hard that it popped out. I ate the grape while my fingers continued to play with her pussy. She moaned in ecstasy as my fingers wriggled inside of her. I swallowed the grape, and went back to eating her out. I tongued her clit, and soon, I felt my cock twitch. I came in her mouth just as she began to cum. I continued to lick her until she pushed my head away. She sat up, and tried to catch her breath.

“Oh my god Ian. That was incredible.” She finally said.

“Well, I’m glad you liked it.” I said.

“Come on.” Rachel said. “I want you to screw my brains out.”

“How about if you get a shower first,” I said, “or else we’ll both be all sticky from the chocolate syrup.”

“Only if you’ll shower with me.” She said with a wink.

We both got up, and ran to the bathroom. It was kind of small, so I suggested that we use my mom’s shower. She agreed, and we both rushed to get in the shower. We got in and I turned on the water. It was ice cold, but it soon warmed up. I grabbed the shampoo, and slowly massaged some into Rachel's hair. I brought my hands down and started to rub her breasts. She turned her head around and kissed me. We continued to wash each other, and soon, I had another erection. We rinsed off, and got out of the shower.


I grabbed a towel, and started to dry Rachel off. When I had finished, I told her to lay on my mom’s queen sized bed. She did, and I quickly dried my self off. I walked to my mom’s bed sat down on the edge nearest the night stand. I felt Rachel snuggle against me as we opened the top drawer. I couldn't believe what I saw there. There were Dolphins, and Rabbits, and all types of slender rods, and a few odd shaped rubber things. I had no idea my mother had all this stuff; let alone used it! Blushing at our prying, I closed the drawer and turned to face Rachel. 

“Y’know, Rachel, we have all night to do this.” I said, making small circles on her back with my fingers. I was already making mental plans to use some of what we found in that drawer on Rachel. Hopefully, we'd have more than just this one night.

“I know, Ian.” She replied.

We got under the covers, and slowly I slid my cock up to her slit and entered her. I moved my hips slowly, enjoying the feel of her, and the freedom of not worrying about our parents finding out. The sun had just started to set when we started. We stayed in bed the whole night. 

The next morning, Rachel called her parents, and asked if she could stay with her friend for another night. They agreed, and we spent the rest of the day with each other, only stopping once to order some pizzas.



Rainy Day Girl Ch. 04



So…this is part four. Yeah. This actually isn’t the original. Your very lucky. The original was crap, and if I hadn’t re-read the series, you would be getting that one. Actually, everything up to “Okay, see you then,” is original. The rest is completely different. But much, much, better.

I finished packing the last box of my stuff. My brother and I had decided that we should get an apartment together. We couldn’t find an apartment, so we started renting a small house. It was out near the university we would both be attending.

I sat down on my bed. I looked at all of my things that I had to leave behind. I was thinking of how much stuff I had already packed when my cell phone began to ring. I answered it. 

`“Hello?” I said.

“Hey, Ian. Its me, Rachel.”

“Oh, hey, what's up?” I asked.

“Ian, I need to talk to you. Can you meet me at CK’s in about ten minutes?” she asked.

“Sure.” I replied.

“Ok. See you then,” she said, and hung up.

I drove my self to CK’s, and took a seat inside. After a couple of minutes, Rachel pulled into the parking lot. She entered the place, and spotted me. She sat down and ordered two coffees, and I got a cheeseburger. She looked at me in silence.

“Well, Iain,” she said, “I guess that we won’t be seeing each other a lot now.”

I remembered that she had failed her senior year. That meant that she would still be living with her parents, while I would be moving.

“Its not that far. Plus, I’m still gonna hang out with my little brother a lot, so I’ll see you around.”

“Yeah, but, its not gonna be the same.”

“Yeah, I know,” I said, “but its not like we were going out or anything. I remember that you once told me that it was just fun, no strings attached.”

“Of course,” she replied, “but I’ve gotten used to being with you. It’s gonna be hard to get back to dating again.”

“Yeah, same here. But I guess this is for the best. I mean, with you still in high school, and me going to college. We’ll both be meeting new people, and maybe find someone.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Although…” she trailed off, her voice becoming a whisper, “How about one more time?” She asked.

“Where?” I said, whispering as well. “Your parents are home, and my brother is still at my house.”

“How about here?” she said, nodding towards the restrooms.

“Yeah, that would be great. Especially when we both get caught.” I said, sarcastically.

Even though I dismissed the idea, I started to think about how exciting it could be with the added element of danger. I think my eyes betrayed me, because Rachel looked at me and said, “So you don’t want to?”

In my brain I knew it was dangerous, and being caught in that position could have my college acceptance revoked. But none of that mattered. All that did was being with Rachel one last time. 

Just as I was about to accept, the waitress brought my cheeseburger. I silently cursed my bad luck, and started to eat. I ate the burger in silence. When I finished, I whispered to Rachel, “This place is too risky, but how about somewhere else?”

“I don’t know,” she whispered, “How much time do you have until you have to be home?”

“Probably another half hour,” I said.

“That doesn’t give us much time.” She said, sadly.

“I know,” I said, “How about behind the old Mega-Market?”

“In your car?” she asked.

“Okay, how about at that bed store?” I said jokingly.

Rachel said nothing. I could see in her eyes that she was liking the idea of the bed store.

“No, Rachel, I was only joking. I was kidding.” I said, nervously.

“Oh, why not! Don’t you like me?” she asked, running a hand down her body. She was wearing a button down blouse, and she pulled on the top button. I was starting to get hot. She undid the button, and repeated the question. “Well,” she asked.

Once again my brain was telling me “No way!” but I wasn’t listening. Rachel slowly undid another button, treating me to an eyeful of her creamy breasts and her red lace bra. My mind was begging me to say no, but instead, all I could say was, “Alright, just let me pay for this.”

I paid and we left, in separate cars. We drove to the bed store, and I began to get nervous. My heart began to race. I was sweating, even though my air conditioning was on full blast. How I managed to get to the place with out passing out, I don’t know.

We got out of our cars, and entered the store. We were in luck. A family was shopping for beds, and the clerk was completely distracted. The store was a pretty big place, but didn’t get enough customers to warrant more than one clerk. Rachel started giggling as we made our way to the back of the store.

We looked at several beds, and found the perfect one. It was a king size bed, and view of it was blocked by walls on all but one side. Rachel started to get undressed, and climbed under the sheets. I looked around, making sure that the clerk wouldn’t hear us, and was satisfied when I heard him and the family moving to look at the futons at the front of the store. 

I quickly stripped, and got into the bed. I immediately assaulted Rachel's soft breasts. She had left her bra on, and I struggled to get it off. I fumbled around the back of it for what seemed like an hour, when she said, “It has a front clasp.”

She undid it, and I began to massage her tits. I rubbed my palms over her nipples, feeling them turn into little pebbles. I smashed my mouth against Rachel's, and started to pinch one of her nipples. She moaned into our kiss, and started sucking on my tongue. I slowly rubbed one of my hands down her stomach, until I reached her panties.

I slipped my finger into them, and felt her mound. I could feel that it was neatly trimmed, and I moved my hand down to her slit. She was already dripping, so I slowly entered her with one of my fingers. I moved my finger in and out, and started to rub her clit with my thumb. She started thrusting her hips to match my finger’s movements. I continued my assault on her clit, and added another finger into her hole. She began squirming around more and more.

I broke away from the kiss, and brought my mouth to on of her nipples. I slowly circled it with my tongue. Rachel tried to suppress a moan, and had to cover her face with a pillow to muffle her self. I lowered my mouth to her nipple, and began to suck on it. Rachel's breathing quickened. I pulled my finger’s out of her slick pussy, and softly pinched her clit. At the same moment, I gently bit her nipple. She began to thrust her hips, and started moaning louder. 

For a second I was afraid that the pillow would not be enough to muffle her screams of pleasure. She slowly quieted down, and I released her nipple from my mouth, and let go of her now super-sensitive clit. She pulled the pillow from her face, and we kissed.

As we were kissing, she lowered on hand to her panties to help me remove them. I pushed them down, and she grabbed my cock. She began to slowly pump it.

“No… Rachel… Stop… I’m about to… explode…” I gasped.

She stopped pumping with her hand, and placed my throbbing cock at the entrance to her hole. With out hesitation, I thrust deeply into her. I pulled my rod nearly all the way out, and then slowly pushed it back in. I did this a few times, and slowly began to pick up the pace. I grabbed one of her tits, and with my other hand, I began to massage her clit. She started to meet my thrusts, and we began to hump wildly. 

I pulled my finger away from Rachel's clit, and got it slick with our mixing juices. She had returned the pillow to her face, and was breathing heavily into it. I made sure my finger was well lubed, and I pressed it firmly against Rachel's puckered rosebud. I felt her body shudder, and heard her gasp. She had never let me play with her ass, but since this was going to be our last time, I decided to anyway. 

Rachel pulled the pillow away from her face, and gasped, “N-n-nooo… Iain…” but she quickly replaced the pillow as she moaned in pleasure. I could feel my balls tighten, and thrust my cock as deep into her as I could. As I felt my orgasm near, I bent my mouth down, and took her nipple into my mouth. I gently bit her nipple, and started rubbing her asshole with vigor.

I exploded, blasting my come deep into Rachel. At the same moment, my little finger accidentally slipped into her ass. She pushed the pillow tighter over her mouth, and screamed in pleasure. 

I pulled my finger out of Rachel's ass, and slipped my cock from her hole. I kissed her full on the mouth. We kissed for a few seconds, and were interrupted by a voice. It was the clerk. We could hear him walking back to where we were. 

Rachel and I both got wide eyes, and we quickly got up. We both started to get dressed as fast as we could. We could hear the clerk getting closer, and I guess we both panicked. We rushed past several beds, and saw the clerk coming towards us. I had a sneaking suspicion that something was amiss, but dismissed it as paranoia. He was looking at a clipboard, so we just walked past him.

“Oh, can I help you?” he asked.

We said nothing as we turned a corner, and ran to the exit. As soon as we got out side, I realized what was wrong. I had left my shoes next to the bed. We heard a voice from inside.

“Hey!” we looked and could see the clerk coming towards the plate glass windows. “You kids get back here!” he shouted. 

I looked at Rachel in horror. She looked at me, and we both got into our cars, and drove off. She followed me to the abandoned loading docks. We got out, and sat down.

We were sitting on one of the docks, and Rachel leaned her head against me. We both burst out laughing uncontrollably. We stayed there, laughing, for a few moments, until I felt something vibrate on my thigh. The sudden, shrill tune of the old Batman TV theme song startled us. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and answered it.

“Where the hell are you?” my brother yelled.

I pulled the phone away from my ear and looked at the time. It had been a little over 30 minutes since we had left CK’s.

“I’m getting food. Where else would I be?” I said, looking at Rachel, who was making funny faces at me.

“What the hell is taking so long!” my brother shouted.

I gently pushed Rachel away, and chuckled.

“And what’s so damn funny?” my brother continued.

“S-sorry, umm… I, uh, I’m at Corky’s. They ran out of barbeque, and I had to wait.”

“What ever, just hurry the fuck up!” he shouted, and hung up.

I looked at Rachel. We suddenly started laughing again.

“Sorry, Rachel, but I gotta go. My brother is really pissed.” I said, choking back the laughter.

“Yeah, I know. My parents are probably wondering what happened to me by now.” She replied.

We got up, and I walked her to her car. She unlocked her door, and then turned around. I put my arms around her.

“So, I guess that this is good bye for now, huh?” I said.

She stared into my eyes, and said, “I guess so.”

I leaned my head down, and kissed her. She put her arms around me. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity.

“I know what I said,” she said, pulling away from the kiss, “but…”

“I know,” I said, interrupting her, “I know.”

“Well,” she said, “I’ll see you around, I guess.”

“Yeah,” I said. I broke away from her, and walked to my own car. She got in her car and I turned to look at her. She turned her head, but it was too late, I could see the tears in her eyes. I got in my car, and watched her drive off.

After a few minutes, I felt my phone vibrate. It startled me out of my thoughts, and I turned my car on. I put in a CD, and drove to Corky’s, praying that there wouldn’t be a long wait. 

My luck held out and there wasn’t. I got the barbeque and started home. When I got there, my brother was waiting.

“About time you showed up!” he shouted.

I apologized, and sat down at the kitchen table. He sat down opposite me, and we grabbed our food. We ate in silence, and afterwards, I turned, and said, “I’m gonna go take a nap.”

“Alright,” said my brother. “One thing though.”

I turned to look at him.

“What happened to your shoes?”

Don’t worry. There will be more additions, or editions, rather. So don’t worry. The series is not over. And my brother isn’t a complete asshat like I have portrayed him. He just gets really, really, REALLY, pissy if someone takes to long when they go to get food.