4 comments/ 15553 views/ 6 favorites Seasons with Samantha: Winter Pt. 01 By: OldKingClancy This is the third entry for the 'Seasons With Samantha' series, it will be shorter than the first two because I've split the Winter chapter into two parts, if you've read 'Death & Love' specifically Ch. 3 you'll know there's a pretty major event that affects this story as well but due to how I want this story's narrative to go splitting it seemed to work better. There aren't a lot of sexual elements to this story but I will make up for it in the next chapters, this is more a reflection chapter as Bryce deals with the possible end of his relationship with Sam. I've notice through some comments that people have trouble with the switch between third and first person, I've tried to separate these as best I can and the first person narrative should be in italics but I don't know what's going on there. There is a reason behind this choice, the story is told through Bryce's blog and the first person is Bryce's personal feelings about relationships whether it be his one with Sam or just in general. Also some comments mention the fact that I use Americanisms, this isn't something I've noticed and it's not intentional so I apologize if you see that. Story first, sex second.K * Extract from Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 3 by Bryce Dawltry I don't know anyone who's been in the same situation I have, I've told this story to other people and they always say 'I know how you feel.' Nobody does, nobody's done what I've done; I told my friend, my cousin, my lover that I didn't feel the same way she did and I'd been dragging her along for my own selfish reasons. And I did that just seconds before she told me she was pregnant, when you've hurt someone that much you come talk to me and then you say you know how I feel. My name is Bryce Dawltry and the dumbest thing I ever did was fall in love with a girl called Samantha Wyllie. Then open my fucking mouth. * Chapter 10: You Could Be My Unintended. The silence in the room after Sam told me she was pregnant was unbearable, I wanted to break it but I was still in shock. * It seemed like hours but in reality only a few seconds before Bryce finally broke the silence. "You're, you're pregnant?" "Yes." "Are you sure?" "Yes little brother, I took so many tests and I'm sure." Sam was not smiling, Bryce's confession was obviously still on her mind. "Is it..? No dumb question." "Did you mean what you said earlier?" Sam interrupted Bryce's thoughts. "Did you mean it when you said you weren't in love with me." * I knew that if I told the truth I would hurt her again, the only problem I had was deciding if lying would hurt her more because Sam would be able tell. * "Yes Sam, I did. I love you, you know that, but I'm not in love with you the same way you are with me. I can't see our future the way you do." Sam stood silent, looking at Bryce, he could almost see the anger rising in her. "But Sam, now that I know about the baby, our baby, I'll stick by you, I'll..." "You'll what, you'll do what's right, do what you have to. Fuck you Bryce." Bryce could only watch confused as Sam rushed to the front door. "Sam wait." "Bryce let me go." "No, not until you tell me where you're going." "My parents, I don't know when or if I'll come back." "Why, what did I do wrong?" "What did you..? Bryce you told me you didn't see our future together, that you've been dragging me along for my body. Do you have any idea how disgusting that makes me feel?" "But Sam I'll change, for you, for the baby." "No Bryce, you'll do what you think you have to, not what you want to." * That comment made me loosen my grip on Sam, she was right. That fact is the main reason for failing relationships, people being stuck with unsuitable partners because they fell they have to 'do the right thing.' But as I watched Sam walk out the door I knew, she wasn't someone I was stuck with, she was someone I wanted to be with. Whenever I tell this story to people it's always at this part they stop me, they ask 'You spent all this time saying you didn't want to stay with Sam but now that you're not you want her back? How can you change your mind so quickly?' I tell them all the same thing, I was so focussed on ending my present with Sam I didn't even think about the future. So when that future was thrown into my lap I finally realised how much of a cunt I was, I was such a selfish fuck that I only thought about what I wanted and not what Sam wanted, she wanted a future and in my not wanting to hurt her I ended up hurting her more. I swear this shit's more complicated than it needs to be. * For the next fortnight Bryce tried to talk to Sam but she wouldn't even look at him, she had returned to her parents' house and while confused they respected their daughter's wishes to avoid Bryce, he was thankful she at least was silent about the pregnancy. As the days past Bryce came home from work one day to see a car drive away from his apartment, inside Sam had taken all of her stuff, she had moved out. Sitting alone in the dark for the first time in what seemed like years, Bryce felt confused, disillusion, abandoned but also furious, he tried to focus that anger on Sam for leaving him but he couldn't, he knew he was to blame for being alone. Not thinking straight Bryce left the apartment and headed out. Bryce was use to late night walks but tonight he felt more lost than he'd ever been before, he was zoning in and out of where he was, surprised at each time he suddenly realised where he was. After walking around for almost an hour Bryce found himself outside a club, normally Bryce wouldn't go inside but tonight he wasn't in a right state of mind and before he knew it he was leaning against the bar with a drink in his hand. The loud music was just white noise to Bryce, the people dancing a blur to his stationary figure, he felt numb to the point of disbelief, someone could've smashed a bottle on his head and he would take hours to realise. His mind never left Sam and the state he had left her in, he hated himself so much for doing that to her. It was nearing one in the morning when movement in the corner of his eye caught Bryce's attention, he had spent the entire time in the club nursing a beer, ignoring everyone around him so sudden attention was a change to him. Bryce turned to the new body beside him, it was a familiar girl but it still took Bryce a few minutes to recognize her. "You're new around here, how come I haven't seen you before?" "I've seen you Katie, I was part of the crowd that saw how your nose got broke." "Hm, seems like I would've remembered you." "I don't see how you would, you've got quite a reputation." "Oh really." Katie's hand reached up and unbuttoned her already very low top button. "And what reputation would that be?" "A bad one. I wouldn't try anything with me Katie I find it a little weird that I knew your brother." "Ugh. Of course you knew Tyler, that hypocritical fuck." Katie ordered another drink and sat down next to Bryce. "You know my little brother was always going on at me for my apparent 'promiscuousness' and yet there he was younger than me and with a kid. At least I'm careful." "I take it you've heard about T.J.'s death." "Yeah I heard about, I ain't too sad though Tyler and I were never really close. You know so many names but I haven't learnt yours yet." "And I'd like to keep it that way." Bryce felt Katie's hand rub against his arm. "Why? In case something happens?" Every fibre in Bryce's body was pulling at him to leave but he stayed put, his self-destructive thought controlling his body, he hated himself right now and the only way to punish himself was to further himself from Sam. But God had other plans. Bryce and Katie led each other out of the club and headed for the taxi rank, neither of them saw the shadowy figure creep up behind them until he tapped on Bryce's shoulder. "Yes?" "Sorry." The stranger said quickly before punching Bryce in the face. "What the fuck?" The fall to the ground was almost as painful as the punch, Bryce looked up and saw James Morrison standing over him. "The fuck are you doing? Katie get the fuck out of here I've gotta take care of this fuckin retard." Stunned Katie ran off to the taxi. James helped pick Bryce up and carried him to his car, Bryce sat in the passenger's seat while James drove them. "Fuck. Why'd you hit me James, I swear my jaw's an inch to the left now." "Well you fucking deserved it Bryce, the fuck are you doing with that slut? I thought you were smarter than that, what would Sam think?" "What do you know about me and Sam?" "More than you know, she told Rachel everything and I got the gist of it all." "So you know?" "Yes, don't worry we haven't told anyone else but it's lucky she did otherwise I would've just left you there." "Where are we going?" "Mine, there's someone I want you to meet." James said no more than that, for the rest of the journey very little conversation occurred between the two of them until James arrived home, he pulled up outside his house and led Bryce inside. "James?" A female voice came from upstairs. "Is that you?" "Don't worry Rach, just me, I'm with Bryce so you just go back to sleep." "Dawltry?" "Yeah." "Alright." James motioned to Bryce to follow him to the kitchen, Bryce sat down at the table while James took out a bag of frozen peas and passed it to Bryce for his jaw. "You alright?" He asked Bryce. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks I guess." "No problem." James pulled out a joint and lit it. Rachel came into the kitchen wearing a dressing gown. "I thought I told you to stop smoking inside." "The windows open isn't it." "Not the same." Rachel leaned down and kissed James. Bryce looked at the two of them as a couple "I didn't realise you two were living together." "We're not but I'm at James' so many times a week I might as well be." "Hey I only asked you here tonight to look after Christopher." "What about last night, or the night before, or the night before that?" "Alright you've made your point. Is Chris still up?" "I don't know, I put him to bed at 8 but I've heard him in there so he might still be up." "I'm sorry." Bryce interrupted them. "Who's Christopher?" "Follow me." James stood up and led Bryce upstairs, James slowly opened the door, a small figure in the dark room dived under the covers. "Come on Chris, you aren't fooling anyone." A young, smiling boy threw the covers off his head and held his arms out for James to pick him up. James picked the boy out of bed and held him under his arm. "Shouldn't you be asleep." The boy shook his head. "Bryce this is Christopher, my son." "Your Son?" Bryce was speechless. "Is Rachel..?" "No, no his mum's an old girlfriend, she looks after him most of the time but I get him every so often. Rachel's his godmother." James sat down on Christopher's bed., Chris still in his arms. "I know Sam's pregnant, and I'm glad I saw you tonight because you need to man up, learn from my mistakes." Bryce sat down on a chair in front of James. "I love Christopher, but I don't get to see him as much as I should because I 'effed up my relationship with his mother and even though I have Rachel it's not the same. Now I can tell you love Sam and what's going on between you two is your business but going around with sluts isn't how you go about this, try and fix this before you lose the pieces forever, you'll never find someone who loves you as much as Sam." James and Bryce left Christopher to sleep and talked for a few more hours, Bryce asked James about being a father and what to expect and James offered for Bryce to stay the night on the sofa but Bryce's insomnia was still with him so he just walked home. ** On the walk home I thought a lot about James, he was like T.J. in that he went against everything I believed in about relationships. He was a father and yet he wasn't trying to work a broken relationship with his kid's mother, he was with someone he worked with. I've spent my whole teenage life convinced that relationships were painful to those in them but ever since I started my own relationship with Sam I've been proven right and wrong in equal measures. I don't know what to think anymore. Chapter 11: Say The Wrong Thing To The Right Person. It was about eight in the morning when I got the phone call from Sam, the first time I'd heard her voice in over a week. ** "Bryce? You there?" "Uh, yeah Sam. Sorry I'm just surprised to hear your voice. It's been too long." "I know, I missed talking to you." "Then come home." "No Bryce, I can't, every time I think about it I get so angry about what you said to me." "Sam I've changed, I want you in my life." "How can I believe you, how can you go against yourself so easily?" Bryce knew he couldn't answer that so he let slide. "So why are you calling now?" "I talked to Rachel this morning, so told me what James did to you, what he did for you. Were you really at the club?" "Yes." "Did you pick up a girl?" Bryce sighed, he needed to honest with her. "Yes." "If James hadn't stopped you, would you have slept with her?" "I don't know, most likely yes. But Sam you have to know I was only trying to hurt myself." Sam didn't bother asking what Bryce was on about, she didn't even say anything. "Sam?" "I'm keeping the baby." And then she hung up. That was the last he heard from her, the loneliness had returned, apart from work Bryce had nothing. December came quickly, Bryce hadn't heard anything from Sam since the phone call and he was lonelier than ever before. When a quiet Sunday came around he jumped at the chance to join Jonathan on a visit to Lori in the hospital, Jonathan noted Bryce's quiet nature but he just brushed it off. Jonathan led them into the hospital reception. "Hello." The young receptionist was perky and high-spirited, something Bryce liked immensely given his down feeling. "How can I help you today?" Jonathan gave a rare smile to the receptionist. "We're here to see Lori Moreno, I'm her brother Jonathan, this is Bryce Dawltry, a friend." The receptionist checked a list on her table. "Moreno, Moreno. Ah here we are, it appears she already has a visitor, a Vincent Moreno." "Vincent?" Jonathan's smile had disappeared. "That fuckin... What room's she in?" "To the right, third door down." "Thanks." Jonathan near enough ran to Lori's room, given Vincent's nature Bryce didn't blame him. Jonathan smashed open the door to find Vincent sitting by a sleeping Lori's bed; his calm demeanour was in complete contrast to Jonathan's anger. "Hello dear brother." "The fuck are you doing here Vincent?" "I'm just visiting my sweet baby sister." Jonathan's eyes locked on Vincent's hand on Lori's leg getting dangerously close to her ass. "Let her fuckin go you sick freak. I know what you've fuckin done, you're no better than Cyril." "Oh yeah I take after dad huh. Look at you Johnny, I can practically see the violence in your eyes. I mean fuck you can't even spend five minutes with me without punching me in the head. You and me are cut from the same cloth." "I'm nothing like you, you're a rapist and a cunt." "And you're a fuckin saint huh? Come on Johnny the amount of times you're in here I'm starting to think you're just waiting to pick up the pieces dad left for yourself." Johnny erupted at that, he picked Vincent up off the chair and through him against the wall. "That's our sister you sick fuck, our fuckin sister." "And she was his daughter didn't stop him from fuckin her. Look at you Johnny, look at your fists. What's wrong with them? They're fists. You want to hit me so fuckin hard don't you. We'll be just like dad, you beat me to a pulp then I rip Lori a new cunt." Johnny lost it and punched Vincent in the jaw, Vincent took the punch without a call of pain, he was still smiling when he spit out a tooth. "Guess I'm getting use to being hit, or maybe I just enjoy it. I'll see you later Lori, hopefully next time Johnny won't stop us getting closer." Jonathan's hand raised up to hit Vincent but Vincent left quickly, calming down Jonathan took the chair Vincent was sitting in and placed his hand on Lori's shoulder. She stirred awake. "Hey Lori, you ok?" Lori nodded. "You know Vincent was here? Did he scare you in anyway?" Lori shook her head. "Alright good, you go back to sleep, I'll be right here, I'll protect you." Jonathan leaned forward and kissed Lori's head as she fell asleep. "I'll protect you." He whispered again, more to himself than his sister. "I'll never get my brother Bryce, he was with me through all the beatings and yet he's becoming more and more like Cyril every day, I know Katie wasn't the first girl he raped and I doubt she was the last. I would be fine if I didn't have to deal with him but the fact that I keep seeing him and being reminded of Cyril it's just... And to come here, to this hospital and threaten my sister, I might just kill him." "Don't let him get to you Johnny, I'm sure it's just an empty threat." "I'm not sure Bryce, I don't want to let this go on and risk another attack on Lori, I already risked one before and look where it got her. You know, when I was in hospital, after I killed Cyril, I had a talk with my uncle in the army, he told me that being in the army you always have to look out, make sure you don't fuck up. And all you have to do is fuck up once, be a little slow, a little late, say the wrong thing to the wrong person or worse the wrong thing to the right person and you'll have blood on your hands. But how are you never gonna fuck up just once, never be slow, never have a slip of the tongue, if and when you do fuck up you have to make sure the blood on your hands doesn't stick there. That's why I have so much regret for what happened to Lori, I was selfish, thinking that if I called the social services I would lose her in the system, I didn't think that Cyril's threats were real. I was slow, I was late and because of it my sister was raped by my father." ** I listened to what Johnny was saying, I had a feeling that like James he was giving me a lesson. ** "Johnny, do you..?" "That you knocked up your cousin, yeah. Yeah she told me." "Why?" "You forget that Sam's was my friend long before you were, it was through her we me. Hell I had a thing for her but I was so engrossed with Lori I never went through with it. I'm not going to judge you Bryce, you and Sam have always been close and I half suspected something was going on between you two, just, just make sure you fix whatever's going on between quickly, I love you and Sam and I'll help in whatever way I can to get you back together." ** Johnny's a true friend, through all his self-pity he's always willing to help a friend. We left Lori after a few minutes but not before Johnny banned Vincent from visiting Lori again. With nothing else to do all day we decided to go to the centre. ** Bryce and Jonathan browsed the shops for a while until they heard arguing, two teenagers were shouting at each other. Bryce would've stayed out of it but on closer inspection he needed to get involved, one of the arguing teens was Vincent, the other was his cousin Billie. "Johnny, I'll need your help here." Jonathan followed Bryce to the argument, a crowd had gathered around them. "Vincent will you fuck off and leave me alone, I told you I'm not interested." "You're a bad liar Billie, I can see it in your eyes you want to get fucked and you want me to fuck you." "Vincent." Jonathan's voice boomed through the centre. "Fuckin get away from her." "Fuck off Johnny, you can take one away but not two." Seasons with Samantha: Winter Pt. 01 "That's my cousin you sick cunt." "Any hole's a goal Bryce." Jonathan was close to hitting Vincent again, Vincent could see this and planned on pushing his brother's buttons. "She's nothing Johnny, the bitch just owes me." Billie managed to slip away from Vincent and hide behind Bryce. "Fuck you Vincent." "Ah the apish response, look Johnny I don't want much, I just want what that cunt owes me." Suddenly a fist flew out and hit Vincent in the face, but neither Bryce nor Jonathan threw the punch. This one belong to James, he had been part of the crowd with Rachel. "Get fuckin gone Vincent, you haven't changed a fuckin bit." James was referring to his past with Vincent but nobody said anything, all except Vincent who was laughing again. "Whoa, twice in one fuckin day. I must love this shit. Alright James you still snorting?" Rachel held James back from hitting Vincent again. Vincent kept laughing as he walked out, once more spitting blood on the floor. Bryce turned to Billie. "You alright Billie?" "Yeah, Vincent's been a bastard to me for a few months now; he just caught me without my brother." From across the centre Bryce spotted Sam with her friend Leanne and her dad/boyfriend. Sam caught Bryce's eyes; he knew he had to catch up with her. "Um, Billie, you going to be alright on your own?" "Yeah, I'll be fine once I get back home." "Good." Bryce waited until Billie walked away before he chased after Sam, she had already turned and left by the time he started running. He managed to catch up with her outside. "Sam, Sam will you just wait for me." "Bryce I still can't look at you without feeling that anger." "I know Sam." "You hurt me Bryce." "I know Sam." "I can't even..." Bryce interrupted Sam with a kiss, he wanted to say sorry for everything but this seemed so much better. Sam was surprised at first but the memories of her time with Bryce came flooding back and she sank into it. "Oh God Bryce I've missed you." "I've missed you too Sam." "Take me home Bryce, take me back to our home." Bryce let Sam go and ran with her to his car, they managed to keep off each other long enough to drive back to Bryce's apartment, it was so much like their first time together, Sam's arms around Bryce kissing him as they went inside, locked in each other. Bryce opened the door and fell inside with Sam in his arms, the both of them headed straight for the bedroom, stripping off as they did, they were each on their underwear by the time they reached the bedroom, Bryce could only stare at Sam's beauty, she had a simple set on but standing there, the slightest hint of a bump in her womb, made Bryce fall in love with her, truly in love with her. Sam pulled her panties down, she had trimmed her pussy hair but Bryce wasn't going to complain. Bryce's boxers hit the floor and he sat down on the bed, Sam's legs went to either side of him as she slowly impaled herself on him. "Hm, Bryce I missed you so much. I love you." "I love you too Sam." "Don't ever leave me." "Never Sam." Bryce's hands reached up and grabbed the top of Sam's ass, pulling her closer to him with each thrust, he sucked on her nipples as they travelled across his face. Sam's arms wrapped around Bryce's neck and she kissed him, in spite of all the anger she felt she missed him and she still loved him. Bryce looked on at his gorgeous cousin, her strawberry blonde hair was in its normal ponytail state so Bryce could see the beauty of Sam, her bright blue eyes magnified by the tears in them. He held her closer as the warm feeling of her cunt surrounded him. Sam could feel the feelings of hate and anger melt away as the familiar sense of love and lust she had for Bryce returned. The fullness she had at this moment made all the better by the fact they were together again. She felt the warmness begin in her stomach as every fibre in her body screamed out on pleasure, the electric sparks coming from her cunny washed over her. She buried her face in Bryce shoulder as she came, crying half in pleasure, half in contentment. Having not seen each other in over a month Bryce and Sam were so excited to see each other and as a result they weren't long in coming. Not that they cared, they both fell back onto the bed and lay in each other's arms. Bryce stared deep into Sam's tired eyes, his hand gently stroking her face. "I love you Sam. I really mean it." "I love you too." "I don't want to lose you again, I want you in my life." "Me too little brother, me too." ** Little brother. God I missed that, as Sam fell asleep in my arms I truly thought I had managed to fix our relationship, that we would be a family again. I joined her sleep not knowing how wrong I was. Chapter 12: You Take Me Further From God. I awoke late in the evening alone, Sam's smell still hovering in the room so I knew I didn't dream any of it. There was a voice in the living room that caught my attention. Bryce got out of bed and stood at the doorway, he instantly recognized Sam's voice, she had been crying. "Lord I need you help please, stop confusing me with these emotions. I thought me and Bryce were meant to be together, I thought that's what you wanted that's why I let those feelings take hold of me. Lord if that was your will why did you make Bryce say those hurtful things? Why are you sending these different signals? Lord will you please send me some fucking guidance, I need you help and you're ignoring me." There was an uncomfortable silence, as Sam awaited a fictional reply. "Is that Lord, you just throw me to the sideline, I followed your will Lord, I'm doing exactly as you made me and yet here I am lost and confused. Are you there Lord? Is there a you Lord? Has my whole upbringing been a lie? Am I a just some psycho cunt talking to herself? ANSWER ME." Again, silence. "If that's the game you want to play Lord fine, you ignore me, I'll ignore you." There was a sudden small 'clink' against the wall followed by Sam storming out the apartment and leaving. Bryce went out to the living room and looked at the floor, there was something small and metal lying there. Bryce knelt down and picked it up. It was Sam's crucifix necklace. ** I had done it, I had completely destroyed Sam, because of what I'd done to her she had lost her faith, lost her beliefs. She had even told me that she was beginning to doubt the existence of God but because we managed to get together it helped reassure her faith, now she was like me, lost and confused. Holding the necklace in my hand was the worse feeling in the world, everything I felt up to then, like a cunt, an asshole, despicable, was nothing. Right there I was the worst human being on the planet, there were rapists, paedophiles and child killers that looked on at me with disgust. I loathed myself. ** Bryce held onto the necklace, hoping on the off chance that Sam would come back for it but she didn't, the necklace just lay there untouched. As the days went by and the weather got colder, Bryce would find himself sitting out in the cold watching Sam from afar, whether it be at school, at home, with friends. It didn't matter, Bryce was so numb from his self hatred that just seeing Sam was enough pain to know he was still alive. As Christmas drew nearer Bryce was finally given his Christmas holidays, he was walking home later than usual since he had to work an extra sift seeing as Jonathan didn't show up at work that day. On the walk home Bryce passed a cafe and through the window he saw them; Jonathan and Sam having a drink together, both looked incredibly saddened. Bryce never would've suspected anything until he saw them stand up and hug each other tightly, a caring hug, a loving hug. He knew Sam had moved on from him, he should've felt furious but if there was anyone more suited for Sam than him it was Jonathan, seeing how he dealt with Lori Bryce knew Jonathan would make a great father. He silently wished them both the best and walked away home. No longer confused but still disillusioned by the whole experience Bryce made the semi-conscious decision to leave, he posted a note for Sam at her parents' house along with her necklace and drove away. No real destination in mind but Bryce had an idea of where to go. ** I drove for hours, nonstop through the night. I headed north, to the only place I knew I could call home without being home. The Lake House. I didn't stop for rest or drink, I was so emotionally frozen that I didn't feel the need to sleep or eat. I can't remember if the journey felt longer of shorter without Sam, all I remember is opening the front door just as the sun rose up over the trees. I checked my phone to find 15 missed calls, I never even heard my phone go off and it wasn't on silent. I deleted them all and turned my phone off. I had brought enough food for a good few weeks so there was no reason to leave the house, the only time I ever went outside was to stand in the cold and look over the frozen lake, by this point it was so cold you could walk across from one side to the other. ** Bryce was at the Lake House for three days on his own, he checked his phone everyday and there was always so many missed calls and texts messages. On the third day he saw a text from Sam, it read; 'Bryce, I miss you. Please talk to me, I'm beginning to fear the worst.' After reading that Bryce decided to call Sam, put her mind at ease, he tried her mobile but all he got was an answering machine. Bryce took a deep breath. "Sam, tell your parents I'm alright. I'm at the Lake House but I don't know if I'm coming back. I was hoping to talk to you one last time but I suppose this is better, I heard your prayer Sam, I know that because of what I've done to you you've lost your faith and for that I am sorry. I'll completely understand if you never want to see me again but I cannot live in a world where you hate me. I love you Sam, goodbye." ** I hung up, this wasn't how I wanted to say goodbye but I knew if I heard Sam's voice I'd be back to the confusion. I left my phone, my keys and my wallet on the table in the living room and walked out to the lake, the deathly cold went by me unfelt. All I could hear was the crunch of ice as I walked out on the lake, the other side directly in my line of sight but I had no intentions of making it there. As I neared the middle of the lake the ice got thinner, I stopped walking and listened to the ice crack beneath my feet. I closed my eyes and thought of Sam, she was in bed sitting against the headboard, a baby clutched to her breasts, she looks up at me and smiles. That was the final happy thought I had as I stomped down on the ice and let the icy water wash over me. Seasons with Samantha: Winter Pt. 02 This is a continuation of the Winter chapter; this takes place a few days after the ending of Part 1. As a warning there is some mildly graphic reference to sexual abuse and an act of animal cruelty which may offend some readers but they fit the story and the character they occur around. I would like to thank an anonymous reader who left a comment on the original Autumn chapter -- which unfortunately was deleted when I submitted the revised edition. I'm glad to hear you find this story personal and your cousin's emotional response is one of the reasons I write these stories, thank you. Story first, sex second. ** I'll be the first to admit to trying to kill myself because I couldn't be with Sam was fucking ridiculous but look at it from my perspective, I'd been following my head and my dick when it came to relationships and suddenly with Sam I'm following my heart it was a new experience and I didn't know what to think. When I thought I fucked up any chance I had with Sam I wasn't thinking straight, I now have new found respect for my mother because I bet as soon as that bus hit her she immediately regretted it. I guess I can thank God that I only 'tried' to kill myself, I don't know how long I was out but when I woke I was in a hospital. ** Chapter 13: Ice Ice Baby Bryce blinked repeatedly when he woke up, the blinding lights on the ceiling disoriented him but as he got his vision back he looked around the room and realised he was in a hospital. He looked down to his right and saw he wasn't alone in bed, Sam was cuddled up close to him, her arms wrapped around his body, she had obviously been crying. Bryce's eyes adjusted more to the room and he saw his Uncle John and Aunt Mary standing to the side of his bed. "Welcome back son." John placed his hand on Bryce's head. "Hey." "We thought we lost you." Mary was close to tears. "What made you want to commit a horrible sin?" "I'll explain later, let me get acquainted with the situation first. How long have I been out?" "Three days, the doctors were optimistic but anything could've happened. Sam hasn't left your side since you were brought in." John looked down at his daughter with pride. "As soon as you were hooked up she lay down beside you and held you tight, she even sleeps here, hoping to be here when you woke up." "We tried to get her away but every time we got near her she would tell 'No, he needs to keep warm, he gets cold he dies, he can't die.' We thought it best to leave her there." Bryce looked down at Sam again, she was shivering, no doubt from him but her warmth covered them both. He listened closely and heard Sam whispering. "Never leaving, never. Can't leave, never." Bryce gave Sam a light squeeze with the arm he had wrapped around Sam to tell her he was fine. "How did I survive?" "You have me to thank for that." A strange voice came from behind John and Mary, they moved out the way to reveal Bryce's saviour. "I remember you. You were that boy I saw at the Lake House, you came up with your girlfriend." "Glad to see you remember me, the two of us were heading up to the house when we saw you on the lake, when you disappeared under it we called an ambulance." "So the two of you still together?" "Yeah she's down in the waiting room right now; we were packing up to elope, head down to Gretna Green." "Glad to hear it, don't let me keep you." "It's alright, I just wanted to hang around, see if you woke up." "For three days?" "Gave me and Jade, my girl, an excuse to stay a little longer, her parents won't notice when we leave that way." "Well glad to see my plight helped the less fortunate lovers." "No problem." The boy stuck out his hand. "It was nice meeting you Bryce but me and Jade gotta get going." Bryce shook the boy's hand with his free one. "Nice to meet you too... What is your name?" "Eddie, Eddie Campbell." "Thank you Eddie. Good luck to you and Jade." "Thanks." Eddie left the room and went to find Jade, Bryce smiled as he thought of the two of them defying the rules of their parents. Bryce looked down at Sam still stuck to his arm. "You mind if me and Sam have a moment alone please." "Sure son." John led a slightly confused Mary out of the room and took her to the canteen. Once the door was shut Sam sat up, she wiped a tear from her eye and looked deep into Bryce, a silence passed between them as they both thought about what to say. A silence broken by Sam slapping Bryce. Bryce said nothing, he deserved it, he deserved the second slap as well, and the third. By the forth slap Sam was now punching Bryce in the arm, Bryce let Sam's anger out before grabbing her wrists and stopping her. "You selfish fucking cunt." The venom is Sam's words hurt Bryce. "What the fuck were thinking, trying to kill yourself, you want our child to grow up without a father?" ** Our child, she said our child. I was so surprised to hear that I completely forgot what I was going to say. ** "Well?" "Sorry Sam, you caught me off-guard. Look I never meant to hurt you I promise." "This is the second time you've hurt me Bryce, are you just sadistic or are you lying when you say that you don't mean it?" "Sam I swear I'm not trying to hurt you. It's just that I'm in love with you, I've never been in love before and it took me far too long to realise it. In my own stupidity I hurt you when there was no intention behind it." Sam looked at Bryce unconvinced. "You told me you weren't in love with me, you said that just over a month ago, what changed?" "I fell in love with you the moment you told me you were pregnant. I was so focussed on ending our present I didn't think about our future. When you gave me that future I suddenly realised how foolish I'd been. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I ruined it before I even gave us a chance." Sam didn't look Bryce in the eye, how could she after he almost killed himself. But hearing the honesty in his voice she gave a sad smile, leaned forward and kissed Bryce softly. "Bryce Dawltry you're the dumbest man I've ever met, but that's probably why I love you." "Same, on both counts." Sam giggled and kissed Bryce again, as she cuddled closer to him Bryce kissed her forehead. "What made you come back, if I hurt you I would've thought you'd want to stay away from me?" "You hurt me Bryce but you never made me hate you. You're still my cousin and you're still the father of my baby." "Ah, the baby. Do your parents know about it yet?" "I'm sorry Bryce they do. When they saw me in this bed with you they knew our relationship was closer than that of cousins. I didn't mean to tell them Bryce but I was so fuckin hysterical." "Shh Sam, it's ok. They didn't seem angered by it, now we don't have to hide anything from them." "My mum doesn't like it but she's not going to shake anything up in the hospital, my dad's calmed her down a bit since I told them." A voice from behind startled them. "She won't make anything a problem at home, I'll make sure of that." Sam and Bryce looked towards the door, John was standing there smiling. "Dad, how long have you been there?" "Not long honey, me and your mother are going to head home, you going to be fine here?" "Uh, yeah I'll stay with Bryce." "Good to hear. See you two back home tomorrow." With little else said John turned back, shutting the door behind him. Sam and Bryce heard a click which confused them. "Sam, did your dad just lock the door." "Yeah I think he did, don't know why we can unlock just as easily. Hold on, Bryce the blinds are closed." A smile crept its way across Bryce's face. "No-one can see in, no-one can get in." "Say no more little brother; I know where this is going." Sam's hand slid under the covers and lightly gripped her cousins' dick, she rubbed it slowly, getting him up to full hardness. Bryce groaned slightly at Sam's heavenly touch. "Oh I've missed this, I've missed you." "I know little brother." She whispered in his ear. "I've missed you too." With Bryce's dick fully erect Sam let it go, without leaving the bed Sam unbuttoned her trousers and pulled them down with little dignity and much difficulty. She stopped when she heard Bryce laughing. "Fuck off Bryce, you can either help me or let my arm out from under you." "You can forget the second option." Bryce took hold of Sam's trousers and pulled them while she pushed them from the waistband. The two of them working together they managed to get Sam's trousers down, Bryce was surprised at what lay underneath. "Quite sexy panties you have Sam. You've been here three days and you haven't changed so..? Were you expecting something?" Sam blushed. "I wanted to here when you woke up, and I thought if we got the chance to be alone." "Always thinking about the future." "And you stuck in the present. It seems we are good together." "The best." Bryce kissed Sam as his hand reached up and cupped her bare ass cheek. Sam giggled -- he missed her laugh as well, it'd been too long -- and rolled over on top of Bryce, bunching up his hospital gown over his dick. With Sam kneeling over him Bryce looped the edges of her panties around his fingers and pulled them down, he smiled at the long awaited return of Sam's pussy, her thick hair glistening with her juices. Sam took hold of Bryce's dick again and guided it into her pussy, in both their minds they were grateful to the fact that they never lost this feeling. Bryce stroked Sam's legs as she grinded against him, they both knew they needed to be silent but they both wanted to yell out in ecstatic celebration. Bryce looked up at his cousin as he'd done so many times growing up, a crack in the blinds made the moonlight shine through, it streaked across Sam's stomach highlighting her bump which had grown it since the last time he saw her. Bryce could feel the oncoming of a cum, not from him but from Sam, her cunt was quivering almost as fast as her breathing. To keep from screaming out Sam leaned down and kissed Bryce in the heat of passion, they kissed when Sam came, they kept kissing when Bryce came and they were kissing long afterwards. Sam lay on top of Bryce and whispered in his ear. "So little brother, who wins that round of Chicken?" * God chicken, through everything we went through together and she still remembers the game, the playing the teasing, she still remembers it all. If I didn't realise I was in love with Sam by now that would've done it. We lay in bed that night, the same as we'd done the past three nights but at least this time I knew I was there. As the first rays of morning shone through the window Sam asked me the one question I hoped she'd never ask but I'm so glad she did. * "Why did you try to kill yourself?" Bryce didn't look Sam in the eye, he was still ashamed at himself. "You know why Sam, I thought you hated me and I couldn't live knowing that." "I know but there must have been something that snapped in you, some straw that broke your back." "You really want to know, I saw you and Johnny together, in the cafe just before I left." "That's it, Bryce Jonathan is my friend we talk now and then. Hell he was my first kiss so I've got a connection with him, I can talk to him about things I couldn't with anyone else." "This was different, when I saw you two you were hugging, not a friend hug but one with care, with love. I thought you'd moved on from me." "And moved on to Jonathan? You weren't angry about that." "No I really wasn't. The first thing that came to my head was how good you two would be together, he'd make a great father I've seen him with Lori ever since 'All The Evil' and the fact the two of you have a history together it made sense." Sam laughed quietly and kissed Bryce. "Bryce Dawltry you are probably the dumbest man I've ever met. I hadn't moved on from you, Jonathan went through some bad stuff that day I was just consoling him." "And he couldn't talk to me about it?" "He knew you were going through your own shit with me, he didn't want to burden you with his problems." "What happened to him?" "That's something you'll have to ask him, it'll be better from his mouth." * I didn't question her on that, I just let her fall back to sleep. In the morning the doctors took a few more tests on me but they were happy enough to let me go by late afternoon. Chapter 14: Stay Another Day. Sam drove me to my apartment to get changed -- both of us actually Sam had bought some new clothes on the way home -- then we drove to her parents house. I knew they were ok with our relationship but fuck me was I dreading this. * Sam led Bryce into her parents' house, they went in hand-in-hand at her request. Even though there was just the two of them John was the first to get up and shake Bryce's hand. "Welcome back son, it's good to see you up and about." "Thanks Uncle John, I'm still getting use to walking again but it's good to be back." Mary got up out her seat. "Hello Bryce." "Hey Aunt Mary." Mary didn't look directly at Bryce and he knew why. John could sense tension in the room. "Samantha dear, could you help your mother in the kitchen." "Sure dad." "Bryce will you join me outside?" "Yeah." Bryce watched Sam walk away with her mum. He walked outside with John who shut the door behind them. "She can't even look at me can she?" Bryce half asked John. "She can't bear to look at me knowing I've fucked her daughter, knowing I've fucked my cousin. Judge not lest ye be judge but you Catholics are the most judgemental motherfuckers I've ever met." John smiled at Bryce's anger as he reached into his pocket. "Can you blame her, four days ago she looked on at Samantha with rose tinted spectacles and forced her to take them off." John took out a packet of cigarettes. "I didn't know you smoke Uncle John." "I don't." John offered one to Bryce. "Good, neither do I." Bryce took the cigarette, John lit his then Bryce's afterwards. "So tell me Uncle John, why does Aunt Mary disapprove of our incestuous relationship but you seem to have given us a green light?" "I haven't Bryce I'm just more understanding than my wife. I understand that you're both consenting adults, you both love each other and you both did what you wanted to do. Sam is my daughter and I'll support her through any choice she makes, is this my first choice no but if she truly loves you I'll support her." "I thought this shit went against your religion." "If it did then why would God bring the two of you together? If it's not against the laws of man it's not against the laws of God." "Wait, so this isn't illegal." "Yeah, did you not know that?" "No, no I didn't." John put his hand on Bryce's shoulder. "Now that you do, make sure you do what's right." * And with that Uncle John went back inside, I really didn't know that cousins could have relationships, I did research later in the week and, in Scotland at least, cousins could get married and have children. I didn't know if Sam knew but I hoped she didn't, because I didn't tell her. Sam came home with me that night, we didn't sleep together as we did at the hospital but she made sure I was safe. I don't what it is about Sam but lying in her arms and 9 times out of 10 I find myself falling asleep, like my insomnia doesn't even exist with her. In a twist with the two of us it was Sam watching me when I woke up. * "Hey little brother." "Morning Sam, I could get use to this." "So could I but..." "But you still need time, I don't blame you," "Thanks, what are your plans today?" "I'm going to see Johnny, find out what happened to him." "Go easy on him, it's pretty bad what happened." "Don't worry I will." Bryce kissed Sam before getting up. After getting washed and dressed the two of them went their separate ways, Sam went home while Bryce walked to Jonathan's house, the sound of the snow under his feet brought flashes of the ice from the Lake House to his mind but he ignored them all. When he reached Jonathan's house the stink of cigarettes could be smelt from outside, Jonathan answered the door with a half-finished cigarette in his mouth and a full one in his hand. "Bryce, back from the dead I see." Bryce hugged his friend. "Hello Johnny, are you trying to join the dead." "You're closer than you think, come in." Bryce followed Jonathan in. "Fuck Johnny I can't see you through this smoke, can you open a window." "They are open." "What happened to you? Sam told me something happened but she didn't say what." "You don't know? It's Vincent, he's dead." Jonathan fell back against his sofa leaving Bryce with that bombshell. "What, he's dead?" "Yeah, killed just a few days ago. It was an accident and he brought it on himself but it killed him." Bryce sat down next to Jonathan. "What happened?" "He got in a fight with, get this, your cousin Caleb. I talked to Billie when you ran off to Sam and turns out Vincent's been stalking her for months, that day it just erupted. Vincent attacked Caleb after he found out Vincent killed T.J." "Hold on, it was Vincent that killed T.J.?" "Yeah, did it out of jealousy, he thought T.J. was fucking Billie, didn't know he was married. Once Caleb found that out Vincent tried to kill him, Billie smashed a mirror on his face to stop him, Vincent slipped on the ice and his head hit a brick wall, died instantly. He's dead Bryce, after all this time he's dead and the last time I saw him I watched him get punched and I felt jealous I didn't do it myself. I hated him Bryce but he was still my brother, and to hear about his death from none other than my cunt of a mother who somehow was in the city and told about Vincent before I even heard a whisper about him. It's fucking ridiculous." "You holding up ok?" "I'll be fine Bryce I didn't care much for Vincent, but despite that he's still my brother. I'm going down the funeral home, look at some caskets, I know it might be depressing but d'you wanna come with?" "Sure, I've got nothing better to do." "Don't be like that Bryce, don't forget you almost got your own one." "God don't remind me." "The fuck happened with you anyway?" * I explained everything to Johnny on the way to the funeral home, oddly enough he found it funny. * "You honestly thought I was making a move on Sam?" Jonathan was still laughing when they reached the funeral home. "Fuck if I was in your shoes I would've killed them not myself." "I wasn't angry though, I told Sam the same thing you two are good together, I know you'd make a great father one day." "Yeah well it's not fuckin likely I will. Another good thing about Vincent's death is that he won't have any kids, Lori's not having sex anytime soon and I'm not having any kids ever, that way there won't be another Cyril. The bloodline stops with me and my sister." Bryce stayed quiet as they walked into the home, Bryce had been in funeral homes before, his first time was when his Uncle Roger died, he was Caleb and Billie's father. Bryce was a young teen but not yet old enough to be left on his own so his Aunt Mary was watching him when she went to help Roger's wife pick out a casket. He'd been other times since then with his Uncle John for friends or even just people looking for a priests' guidance but this time it was someone Bryce knew well, he didn't like Vincent but he still knew him. The owner of the funeral home approached them as soon as they went in. "Hello young sirs, how can I help today?" "Yeah we're here for a look around, name's Moreno." "Moreno?" The owner checked a list. "Oh yes here you are, Miss O'Riley is waiting for you." "Thank you." Jonathan and Bryce followed the owner to the back of the store, Bryce saw a middle-aged woman looking over the coffins, she had dark orange hair similar to Lori's, Bryce didn't need to be told who she was. Seasons with Samantha: Winter Pt. 02 The owner cleared his throat which caught the woman's attention. "Miss O'Riley, Mr Moreno has arrived, with a friend." "Thank you Adams, we'll call you if we need you." The owner left. "He's a friend so we'll get a discount. Hello son, it's good to see you again." The woman put out her arms for a hug which Jonathan ignored. "Hello Karen." "I prefer Karrie, and I'd prefer mum from you." "I'd call you mum if you were my mother but..." "Yes I know, you don't have to hate me Jonathan." "I know I don't have to, I just want to." Karen knew she was getting nowhere with her son so she turned to Bryce. "Bryce, it's so lovely to see you after so long." "Thank you Miss O'Riley." Bryce chose his words carefully so as not to offend Jonathan. "I didn't know you were in the city." "Oh I tried to leave, I was planning on returning to Ireland, see my parents again. But when I left Cyril I had no money, I stayed with Kieran, the owner, and his family for a year and a half before finding my own place, after that I just couldn't leave this city, my whole life was here, I'd become like an Aunt to Kieran's daughter Natalie." "You could be an Aunt to a stranger's kid but not a mother to your own children." "Jonathan don't be like that, I couldn't go back to that house your father would've killed me." "Why didn't you take us, why did you leave us there, why didn't you call anyone to help us." Bryce didn't bother mentioning that Jonathan never called anyone either. "Jonathan I left you there because I... Because I was selfish, I didn't think about you and for that I am sorry. But how come you never found me, your brother did." "Vincent was a psychopath, he took the beatings with pleasure than ran off into the night to find some poor bitch and rape her, I bet any money he found you so he'd have an alibi. 'No officer I couldn't have fucked that girl, I was here baking cookies with mummy.' He didn't care about you, he didn't care about us." "Jonathan you seem to be a very violent man, perhaps you should see Vincent's therapist." "Oh great, see the man that taught Vincent how to hide his predatory nature." "Please Jonathan, just give Dr Freeman a chance." "Fuck off Karen, I'm not taking you charity, you left me there to take the beatings, I could live with them but you left Lori there and I cannot forgive for what happened to her." "Jonathan I know what happened to Lori, I don't know how much has been thrown out of proportion but..." "SHE WAS TWELVE!" Jonathan was crying with anger now. "She was 12 Karen, she couldn't do anything. I was there, I saw what that bastard did to her, all she did was try to save me. I couldn't stop him I could barely stand but I saw what he was doing. He had her pinned to the ground, his hand over her mouth to stop her screaming, she was crying more than she could ever cry in a lifetime. She was 12, she was sweet, she was innocent and she was raped by her cunt of a father. I wasn't able to save her, all I could do was pick up that hammer and smash his fucking head in, I hit him until his was dead, then I kept hitting him until his head was destroyed, then I kept hitting him. I hit him until I was unconscious from exhaustion. Don't ever tell me you know what happened because you don't. If you did you would've stopped him." Jonathan wiped the tears from his face. "The next time was see each will be Vincent's funeral, after that I want nothing to do with you, I never want to see you again you selfish cunt." Jonathan turned and left the funeral home, Bryce followed him, without saying a word to each other they both got in the car and drove home. Jonathan sped down the empty roads back to the city, Bryce was terrified at his friends speed, he thought they were both going to die. Neither of them saw the badger crossing the road until it was too late. Jonathan slammed on the brakes but the car still hit the badger with a deadly thump. Both Bryce and Jonathan were lurched forward; Bryce was uninjured if a little sore from the seatbelt but Jonathan had hit the steering wheel hard, he was alive but bleeding badly from his head. "FUCK!" He screamed to no-one in particular. Close to eruption Jonathan got out the car and stormed round to the front, Bryce stayed in the car, scared that Jonathan might kill him if he moved. "You stupid fuckin animal, what the fuck are you doing, it's the day time, you're fuckin suppose to be asleep. You have a fuckin death wish, you want to fuckin die, here let me help you on the fuckin way." Jonathan started kicking the badger, Bryce swore he heard the half-dead animal whimper in pain from Jonathan's attack. "You. Fuckin. Stupid. Fat. Bastard. Mother. Fucking..." Jonathan stopped kicking the badger and began stomping on its head, the wet crunch of its bones breaking was sickening to Bryce. Jonathan was foaming at the mouth as he continually stomped on the badgers' head, it was dead by now but he kept at it, the fury pouring out of him. Much like with his father Johnny only stopped when the head finally gave way and burst, when it did he fell against the hood of the car and cried, harder than at the funeral home, he was exhausted, furious, distressed but mostly he was ashamed. * I've seen Johnny go off before but this was the first time he'd terrified me in doing so. I think in some ways Johnny hates his mother more than his father, his father paid for his sins with his life, his mother hasn't. Filled with regret Johnny took the badger and the... 'Gulp' The pieces of its head off the road and into the nearby field, he even dug a shallow grave for it with his hands and buried it. I drove us home. I don't hate Johnny for what he did, I think he hates himself enough already. Chapter 15: Come On Skinny Love After the incident with Johnny and the badger I saw very little of him but progressively I saw more of Sam. Over the next fortnight Sam was in and out of my apartment, she still stayed with her parents but by New Years she was spending four nights a week at mine. I wanted to grab her and tell her to come back but after what I did I knew better than to rush her. Aunt Mary still couldn't look at me, she still saw me as the one that tainted her daughter although she never said it outright her body language said more than enough, we were sinners. * Bryce had just left the house for work when he saw Mary in her car waiting outside, he walked over to her. "I thought Sam stayed at yours last night." "She did, she asked me to take you to work, hoping we could get talking again." "Glad to see she's got some sense." Bryce got in the car as Mary drove him, she wasn't completely sure about the directions so Bryce told her. "So what made you come?" He asked her. "I told you, Sam." "Yes but why now, it's been weeks since we talked. Left here." "John convinced me, it's about time we had a talk. You and Sam have an, unconventional relationship." "You mean an illegal one, I know you might think it's wrong..." "It is wrong." "...But what's wrong about two people falling in love. Take a right." "That's the same argument John used, I was thinking about it in the car before you came out and while I don't like this I'm not going to stand in your way." "Thank Aunt Mary, I know this is hard for you." "It is, but you've got to do the right thing, my daughter is not having a bastard child." "Pull up here, I'll walk the rest of the way. And don't worry when I get the chance I'll do what's right." "You better, me and John raised you better than a suicidal cousin lover." Bryce smiled sarcastically at his Aunt. "Thanks for bringing me down before work." Mary smiled, leaned over and kissed her nephew on his head. "If you want I'll pick you up after work." "Thanks that'll be good, I don't think Johnny's in today so I'll need a ride home." Bryce said goodbye and left for work, he was right Jonathan wasn't at work, not that he cared Jonathan needed a break and besides the extra hours at work brought in some much needed extra cash. As promised Mary picked him up after work and drove him home, their talk on the way back was much more informal. "Well thank you Aunt Mary." Bryce thanked his Aunt when she stopped outside his apartment. "It's nice to talk again." "Same Bryce, just remember that when you see Sam you don't do anything stupid." Bryce was confused at that but he took the advice and headed inside. Climbing the stairs to his apartment Bryce was surprised to see his door was ajar, music coming from inside. Bryce pushed the door fully open to see Sam sitting on the arm of his sofa, boxes surrounded her, the music was Eric Clapton's 'Wonderful Tonight'. Sam had a shy smile on her face. "I know how much you prefer him on his own." Bryce was speechless, he walked slowly inside and shut the door behind him. "Are you back, have you moved back in?" "Of course I have you idiot." The two of them laughed, Sam stood up and walked over to Bryce, she kissed him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bryce's hands reached up, starting at Sam's hips and moving up, caressing the sides of her bump. He was so proud of that, the child they were having together, Sam let Bryce go, stepped back and took her top off, she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, Bryce followed suit and pulled his trousers down just as Sam was reaching up under her skirt and pulling her panties down. With Sam standing there in only her skirt Bryce couldn't control himself, he picked Sam up and carried her around the boxes to their bedroom, he lay her down on the edge and knelt down. He lifted up her skirt and came face-to-face with her pussy, he took a long, slow lick from bottom to clit, tasting the musky juices from Sam's arousal. He kissed and sucked her cunt, surprised at how much he'd missed the taste of her, he couldn't see up past Sam's skirt but he saw her arms moving, he could only guess she was playing with her breasts -- how he envied her. Bryce's tongue assaulting her clit was too much for Sam, she came in under a minute, biting her lip to stop her now legendary scream. Bryce left Sam's pussy and crawled up to her face, they kissed again. "I love you Sam." "I love you too Bryce. But..." "Oh I hate it when you but." "But I've got to know, is this what you want, do you really want this, us, all three of us?" Bryce moved a stray hair out of Sam's face. "Sam, in all honesty all I want is you, I hate that it's taking me so long to realise it but it's you and only you I want. If you come with a baby I'll have it with you sooner rather than later." Bryce knew that wasn't the answer Sam wanted but he could tell she appreciated the honesty. "If we're in this Bryce, we're in this for the long shot because I was brought up to have one wedding and one only." "Whoa you're getting ahead of us aren't you?" "That's me Bryce, always thinking about the future." "And I'm stuck in the present. We are good together." "The best." Sam kissed Bryce again. "So we're really doing this, we're really going for a relationship." "Yes we are, my god I'm fucking terrified." "Don't worry little brother, so am I." The two of them kissed once more as Bryce slowly pushed his dick in her, contempt that they once more , they were one. * Come on skinny love what happened here? Suckle on the hope in light brassiere. My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Sullen load is full; so slow on the split. And I told you to be patient, and I told you to be fine, and I told you to be balanced, and I told you to be kind. And now all your love is wasted, and then who the hell was I? Now I'm breaking at the britches and at the end of all your lines. My name is Bryce Dawltry and the dumbest thing I ever did was fall in love with a girl called Samantha Wyllie. Yeah. End Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 3.