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Felicia Ch. 01

By: melini



No! No! No!

Felicia stared at the pregnancy test in disbelief. Her eyes were so wide they felt like they were going to pop out of her head and her jaw dropped to the floor. It was positive. God, what was she going to do? It was only her second time ever having sex, and this just HAD to happen. She slowly buried her head in her hands as tears started streaming down her face. Before the full realization that she was pregnant could sink it, she heard a knock on the door. It was Joel.

"Hey Fe, is everything alright? What does it say?"

She wanted to run out and tell him what it said. But she couldn't. Her throat and lips were completely dry and she could barely speak. She wiped her face the best she could with her hands, trying to clear away any signs that she had been crying. But it seemed to no avail. The more she wiped, the more tears came streaming down her face. The knock came again.

"What's going on Fe? Come on, open up. Let me in."

She knew she had about 10 seconds to either open the door or Joel was going to knock down the door thinking something horrible was happening to her. Felicia quickly stuffed the test into her purse, clutching the purse her arm as tight as she could and unlocked the door. She took a deep breath and slowly turned the handle, dreading what was on the other side. As the door, she was greeted by that same sweet, beautiful, stupid face. It was her best friend and the father of her child, Joel. His big, dark green eyes looked down on her with concern. He searched her face, looking for signs of an answer, but he couldn't find any. Fortunately, she was able to clear her face better than she thought she had. When she didn't speak the first few seconds and instead looked away, he spoke first.

"So, what'd it say? Please, Fe just tell me what it said and whatever happens –"

"It was negative," she blurted out suddenly, cutting him off. In barely a whispered she followed up with, "I'm not pregnant. You're not going to be a dad."

Joel sighed loudly and a big smile spread across his face. "Oh, thank God. Not that I don't love you or I wouldn't have been there for you, but your dad would've killed me."

When he noticed that the relief that he felt wasn't being shared by Fe, his smile slowly faded away. "Aren't you happy –"

She moved passed him quickly. "I've got to go. I've got a class in 15. I'll see you later." She rushed out of his room and in the hallway as she spoke her last words. He barely got out "bye" when he heard his front door close.

Felicia sat on her bed in her dorm, tears pouring freely from her eyes. Her best female friend, Mickey, sat on the floor in front of her, rubbing her legs softly in an attempt to comfort Fe. It didn't help. As soon as Fe left Joel's, she couldn't text Mickey fast enough to tell her the news. She wanted to call her but couldn't because she knew Mickey was in class and wouldn't be able to answer the call. But as soon as Mickey read the text message, she quickly (and quietly) packed up her stuff and ran to be with her friend. It had been over an hour since Mickey damn near ran to Fe's room, and Fe had basically crying the whole time. Mickey hadn't said a word the whole time. She would have time for questions later. Right now, she just needed to make Fe feel better. Fe was starting to feel that pounding headache that sets in from crying too much. Mickey thought that maybe this was her time to ask her when this happened and what Fe was going to do. Before she could get out a word, as if reading her mind, Fe spoke up and began telling her the story.

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It all started about a month and a half ago. Joel dragged Fe to one of his frat parties, and as reluctant as she was to go, she went. It was the initiation ceremony for the year and Joel's date, Maggie, a bubble-headed brunette he'd been dating for awhile had the flu and couldn't attend. In Beta Alpha Phi, or bears as their pseudonym, coming to any event without a date could turn you into a social leper. They were firm believers that every man should have a hot girl on his arm wherever he went even if that wasn't the girl he went home with. After begging her for two days and offering to wash her laundry for two weeks (sans any personal wear), Fe agreed to accompany him to another one of his boorish events. She used to date one of his brothers, Josh, for about a week, and the two events that she suffered through were enough to leave a bad impression on her forever. They were your typical loud, obnoxious booze-and-sex-driven frat with nothing going for them but half-assed good looks and money. Joel was clearly the most pleasing to the eye than any of his brothers with a good head on his shoulders and manners. Why he ever wanted to join a fraternity like that was beyond Fe. But they had been best friends since they were 3 and had been there for each other through whatever. They even went to senior prom together which is when they both clumsily lost their virginity in a 10-minute comedy. Joel was so embarrassed by the whole situation but Fe was happy she lost it to someone she loved and knew loved her back. They agreed, however, to remain friends so as to not ruin the special thing they had. Everything was going to plan until that night.

After a moronic and senseless speech made by the president, Ted Mikes, who was clearly already drunk by the time the ceremony had begun, each pledge, five in total, was given a pin and a shot of tequila, signifying their admittance. Fe stood in the back of the crowd, cheering wildly for her friend, even though she didn't want to be there. She was hoping that in a couple of hours, after about four beers, that Joel would be ready to go and Fe could go wash off the slime. This wasn't the case at all. Joel was never much of a drinker but either in an attempt to impress his new organization or because he was happy he had made it, he drank more than Fe had ever seen him drink in the 17 years that she had known him. He had six beers, six shots of tequila, two shots of whiskey, and almost half a bottle of vodka. By this time, Fe's liver would've been screaming uncle, but Joel couldn't get enough. Everything was going okay until Joel started to pick a fight with the boyfriend of one of the girls who was in attendance. The boyfriend wasn't in the fraternity but he looked the part to a T. He was a complete muscle head with veins popping out his veins after Joel called him a "cock-sucking, bitch-ass, pussy-ass motherfucker". If Fe hadn't jumped in between the two and shoved Joel outside, apologizing profusely the whole way, praying that the boyfriend wouldn't follow them outside. Luckily for Joel, he didn't. As toned and muscled as Joel was, that guy would've eaten his head for lunch. As soon as they were out on the street walking towards his house and away from the loud pulsing music, Fe let him have it.

"Joel, what the FUCK do you think you were doing? Do you have any idea what that guy would've done if he had fought you? He would've crushed you like a bug!"

As clearly as he could, which wasn't very at all, Joel responded, "Please, that meat-head? All I'd had to do is move once when he tried to hit me and he'd go falling like a tree. TIMBER!" He cupped his hands around his mouth and began imitating a logger. Fe tried desperately to get him to shut up so as to not call attention from patrolling school police. They were on campus walking at 1 a.m. and both of them were only 20. Although she wasn't intoxicated, she had had a couple of beers and would've been busted too.

"Look, if you're going to be as big of a dick as your little friends back there, then I don't want to hang around you. You're fine the way you are but if you go acting like those asshole just so they can like you, then fuck off. I don't need this shit."

Joel stopped dead in his tracks. As drunk as he was, that statement hit Joel like a ton of bricks. Fe walked a few more steps before she realized Joel wasn't with her. She turned around, already irritated to find up what was the hold up. But the look on his face made some of the anger she was feeling dissipate. 

He beautiful dark hair had fallen down over his eyes but even in the dark, those big green eyes shone. His beautiful pink lips that came into a perfect pout were now being chewed by his bright, white teeth. His deep dimples were clearly visible as he continued to bite on his lips, a habit he had ever since he was five which indicated that he was upset or nervous. Fe figured both reasons were in play now. At 6'2 he easily towered over Fe's 5'1 frame. But even with their height difference Fe knew what to say or do to bring him down to size. This was one of those things. Because through there 17 years of friendship, even through all the crap they had survived, she had never once threatened to terminate their friendship.

"You'd really stop being my friend?" He voice was very quiet and even, not giving any indication in this moment that he was drunk.

"Maybe, I don't know. Let's just get you home for right now." She walked back to him and let him again lean on her. He did it reluctantly, although he knew that if he let her go, he would fall right over. Those few moments that he could stand alone were probably going to be the last time he could do that for a couple of hours.

The 15 minute walk to his house was done so in silence. Fe had regretted telling him that she'd drop him if he started acting like "them" but she knew she had to let him know from the start. He was too good of a friend and a man to be something that he wasn't for the sake of brotherhood. They got to his building and his dorm room without incident. It was in one of the newer, nicer buildings Watson. It was more of an apartment then a dorm, with three rooms, each with their own bathroom and a full kitchen and living room. Fe lived in a building about two minutes from his. It wasn't nearly as nice as his. It was at least 30 years old and looked like a prison. But with her dorm cost at only $2,500 a semester and his $4,700, she was just happy they didn't have community showers. She half walked-half carried him into his room and helped him sit on his bed. She turned on the light on his desk next to his room, which only illuminated the dark mildly. Joel sat on his bed with his head hung down low. Fe sat in front of him, still feeling guilty about her harsh words. She just wanted to get out of there before she started crying. She had never made him this sad before.

"Well, I guess I'm going to go. I'll see you tomorrow." 

He grabbed her arm as she turned to walk away. "Please, stay here tonight. It's late and I don't like you walking in the dark by yourself."

Fe could see the look in his eyes, that through the glaze of alcohol, he was really worried about her safety. In the three years that they had been at school, she had only walked home from his dorm at night once. And that was only because he wasn't in his room and she just wanted to drop off some notes she had neglected to give him for a test. He had scolded her for that and from then on, he always walked her home or she just slept in his bed. It was never anything sexual, just one friend comforting the other. And they always slept head-to-foot. That didn't make Joel's girlfriends feel any better but they all knew if they pressed the issue, he'd always choose Fe over them. They both knew that he wouldn't be able to walk her tonight so her staying over was the only option. She nodded her head in affirmation and began taking off her clothes to get ready for bed. Like so many times before, she stripped down to her bra and panties and took a t-shirt from his closet. She'd never admit it to him, but every time she put on one of his shirts, a tingle moved through her body just a little. Joel excused himself to the bathroom as Fe climbed into his bed, her head towards the footboard. He walked back into the room about ten minutes later, wearing only his boxers. It was a sight she had seen many times before never got old. Tonight though, through her anger and guilt, she didn't feel those familiar butterflies. They said their muffled good nights as Joel settled into the bed on top of the covers, his elbows brushing against her feet under the blankets. She hoped that their conversation wouldn't keep him awake so they wouldn't have that awkward silence all night long but that fear was dissolved when two minutes later she heard the familiar soft snore that signified that he was asleep. Five minutes later, Fe followed suit.

Fe woke up groggily, an arm wrapped softly around her stomach and a hard-on rubbing softly against her butt. The mystery man whispered softly into her ear words that she couldn't make out. At first, mostly in confusion thinking that it was a dream, Fe pushed her butt back against the hard-on urging the snake to continue to rise. But as she came more into full consciousness, it became evident that this wasn't a dream. More than that, the mystery man was...Joel? Fe sat up-right and turned around, ready to smack Joel into next week. But as she was ready to knock his teeth out, she realized that he was still asleep. This had happened before. Not him humping her but doing other stuff like writing an email or watching a DVD when he was out like a light. Fe knew that she shouldn't wake him but he was about to hump a hole in her leg and was starting to get a fire growing in her belly. By now, his dick was so hard that it had made its way through the opening in the front of his boxers. She knew that she shouldn't look but she couldn't help it. It had been the only dick that she'd ever seen in person, even thought countless boyfriend tried to make that not the case. Flashbacks of their first time and how awful it had been flashed into her mind making her wonder if it would be any better if they did it a second time. She was so embarrassed that she had even thought that considering their promise to one another. But before she could finish contemplating that, Joel stopped moving and seemed to be opening his eyes, with the first thing he saw being Fe. 

God, she was beautiful. He had thought that the summer she came back from visiting her aunt when they were 12 and they had gone on a swim day as a way to say goodbye to summer and a reluctant hello to the upcoming school year. Her dark brown skin glowed when she hopped out of her dad's car and up to Joel's door, not even giving her chance to rest from her three-hour trip before she was ready to play with her best friend. Her hair, which was usually in Afro puffs now flowed down straight in a bob around her shoulders. She later explained to him that she had gotten a perm for a first time. Her bright smile was so beautiful to him, even though she had a gap that she had always been ashamed of. He loved it though because it wasn't a very common trait and was just something that was all hers. Her lips were nice and thick and looked like you could kiss them for days and not get tired. Her eyes were so dark, that they almost looked black, but could easily pierce even the hardest heart. She was funny, smart, and never afraid to back down from a fight. She was Fe. She was his. He noticed the funny look on a face, a nervous smirk hanging on her lips.

"Was so funny?" he asked in a horse voice. All that drinking and yelling had taken its toll on his throat and his words struggled to be free. Fe didn't say a word but instead pointed at his crotch. Joel got the hint and looked down and was surprised by his hard cock hanging out. He looked up at her, eyes so wide that she thought they were going to pop out, and rolled out of bed.

"Oh, my God, Fe, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened." But he did know. He had just had one of the sexiest dreams about Fe, where he was fucking her into oblivion. Apparently, even in his subconscious, he knew that Fe was in his bed and he had taken advantage of that. On the floor, he tried desperately to get his cock to go down so he could stuff it back into his boxers. Fe laughed loudly on his bed, making his embarrassment that much greater.

"Looks like Little Joel has a thing for me." He stood up slowly, mumbling about how she should get over herself, still trying to stuff himself back into his boxers. When he was fully contained, he stood up.

With a humiliated smile across his lips he replied, "Please, you didn't do anything. It's just because I was drunk. Plus, I was dreaming about Halle Berry. Not some little runt. You couldn't give a dead man a stiff."

He loved teasing her about her height, especially when she asked him to get things on a top shelf. He'd joke that he would get her platform shows for her birthday to which she'd smile and roll her eyes. She sat up on her knees, slowly walking towards him on the bed. It was obvious she didn't believe him. "Well, I know I gave you one. And that was without trying. If I tried, you'd bust in ten minutes." From that statement, he knew she was referring to their first sexual mishap.

"You really think so, huh? You know, I've grown a lot since then. And I'd make you cry like a little girl." He stepped closer the bed, to the point where he knees were pressing against his thighs. He looked down into her eyes, as she looked up into his. The alcohol hadn't worn off completely but he knew exactly what he was doing. "So go ahead, give me your best shot Fe."

Every nerve in her body was tingling. Her hands were shaking and her breath was coming out unevenly. She wanted him more than anyone else she had ever met. But she knew if they did this, they'd be crossing an even bigger line than the one they did three years ago. "Look, as badly as I want to prove you wrong, I don't think –"

Before she could finish her sentence, his lips were pushed against hers. She didn't have to think about it anymore. It was happening. He coaxed her lips open with his tongue and slid his hot tongue into her mouth. She could taste both the tequila and the desire he felt for her. It was refreshing. Their tongues intertwined in a sexy dance, both trying to get the other to submit but neither willing to back down. Then Joel took it one step further. He reached his hands down behind her and gently cupped her tiny brown cheeks in his huge hands. She sighed into his mouth, like she had just taken a sip of a cool glass of lemonade on a hot day. This was amazing. Better then she could have ever hoped for. But what would they be after this encounter? As much as she wanted to think about it, she couldn't. She wouldn't.

Joel continued kneading her ass in his hands which caused her body to press harder against his. His growing cock rubbed aggressively against her stomach, making her moans more frequent and louder. Her hard nipples poked hard through her shirt, letting him feel more of her then he ever thought possible. He reached his hands down under the shirt and began pulling it up, higher and higher until it was completely off her body and lying on the floor. Joel got a surprise he hadn't expected. Fe was topless. Sometime during the night, she had taken off her bra in an attempt to get more comfortable. That was fine with him. It was only one more barrier in between him and his sweet Fe that had been removed. As much as he wanted to continue devouring her sweet lips, there was something else craving his attention.

He pushed her onto her back on his bed and leaned over her. In that moment, she could take in just how beautiful he really was. Every line, every curve of his body was clearly defined and was just waiting for her to touch and kiss every one. As she admired the man she had been in love with for year, he bent over and took her lips again. He broke it abruptly as he began kissing down her panty-clad body, stopping to suck and lick her neck. He knew from a conversation that they had a couple of years ago that this was a hot spot for her. She had brought it up after a disastrous date she had had freshmen year where blind date and inappropriately tried to give her a hickey. She commented about how usually that would turn her on immensely, but this guy was creepy and weird. Needless to say, it was their one and only date. However, when Joel did it, he was very sensual and seductive. He outlined her neck with his tongue, stopping to suck and lick the spots where he got the most response, which included Fe raising her hips up to rub against his stomach. By now, he could feel that she was soaked. Her juices had easily seeped through black satin panties and were traveling down her ass on their way to making a nice big wet spot on Joel's bed. But he didn't care. He wanted any little bead on juice that came out of her on his bed, in his mouth, or on his cock. And he was about to be given that pleasure. 


Felicia Ch. 01



After teasing her mercilessly, he continued his journey downward. Next stop the object of his desire for over eight years, her sweet chocolate tits. He first noticed them during that swim day. She wore her usual blue one-piece, but now it fit differently. Especially around her chest, it seemed to be fuller and her swimsuit fit tighter. From that moment on, he would watch them until they grew into their full size, which was a C in the sophomore year of high school. He had always wanted to make love to them but he hadn't gotten the chance, even during their little fiasco. He was so worried about putting his dick in her that he had even thought about playing with her chocolate delights. Now that they were older, he could fully enjoy her the way she should be enjoyed. He wasted no time taking one of her Hersey kisses into his hot, wet, waiting mouth. He gently coaxed the hardened bud with his tongue while he nipped it gently with his teeth. As he devoured one, he gently pulled, twisted, and teased the over. The moaning and groaning she had down as he kissed her neck didn't compare to how she was moving and bucking now. Every time her hips moved up to rub against him, a soft wet slapping sound could be heard. It was the sweetest sound he had ever heard. He moved his mouth over and tasted the other hot nipple, making sure not to exclude it from the fun. Back and forth he went over and over, causing her to have at least two orgasms just from him playing with her breasts. 

As he mouth and hand continued to taste and caress every part of her swollen nipples and tits, his free hand continued its journey on. It rested outside of her sopping wet panties, moving slowly outside just to feel her juices. She was so wet, his fingers we instantly soaked. If it was even possible, his hard cock got even harder. And he knew that he couldn't wait anymore. He needed to feel that sweet core again. He gave her nipples final kisses and licks and joined his hand down between her thick thighs. He was on the floor and his knees in front of her but he never felt higher. He looked up into her hooded, smoky eyes and knew that she had waited for this just as long as he did. Just like he had taken her virginity with his cock, he was about to do it again with his mouth on her pussy. She had never let anyone else come even close to tasting her hot nectar. Joel was going to be the first, and hopefully the last. He gave her that sexy smile and he leaned forward and kissed her thick pussy lips through her panties. Just like his fingers before, his lips were covered with her taste delights. And he wanted nothing more than to lick them all over. He savored her taste on his tongue and she watched him in absolute lust as he licked every last drop off his lips.

When he finally tasted her juices, it's like something snapped in his head. He wanted to be gentle and sweet and make love to her but he wanted her more animalistic then that. He wanted to take her and fuck her until she cried and begged him to stop. One taste of her and he was hers forever. And now, he wanted more. Instead of slowly pulling down her panties, he ripped them off her sexy brown ass. Fe gasped at the sudden roughness and although he scared her just a little bit, it turned her on even more. He roughly pushed her legs up and dived in deep between her thighs. At that contact between his mouth and her pussy, Fe arched her back and hips up in an attempt to get more. She had never felt anything like this in her wildest dreams. This was amazing. This incredible ivory god was sucking the cream out of her and she felt his fingers come into play. 

He licked and sucked all over her fat pussy lips as her pussy continued to stream out more and more juice This was incredible! No matter how much juice he sucked up, she wasn't getting dryer. She was getting wetter by the second. He slowly slid two fingers into her dripping wet hole, loving how crazy she was going. He was purposely avoiding touching her clit, wanting to save that for the finale. Fe was going crazy, screaming, cursing, and begging for more. Joel was glad that his roommates were both out of town for the weekend otherwise he would've been chewed out in the morning. Joel had been with his share of girls, but none of them could hold a candle to Fe. Not one felt or tasted nearly as good as Fe did. He had often fantasized about her in place of some of the girls he brought her, but it wasn't the same. Not even close. Now, he was taking her, drinking her, and soon he was going to impale her and show her how much he had wanted her. He didn't think he could last much longer even though she tasted so good so he went in for the kill.

After carefully avoiding her plump pink clit for 20 minutes, Joel finally wrapped his plump lips around it and sucked it in deep. This was his signature move and although he had done it on other girls, this move wasn't for them. They were practice until he could use it on Fe, the only girl that it was meant to be used on. And like he had hoped, the practice was well worth it. Fe grabbed his hair, shoved it as hard on his soaking wet pussy as she could and screamed at the top of her lungs as she came explosively. For about 15 seconds, Joel wasn't allowed to take a breath as his face was buried deep into his lover's tight twat. He was more than happy to go without. He licked, slurped, and sucked as much of her thick cum that came pouring out at his could. He covered his entire face and ran down to his chest. His cock, which had once again escaped confinement, was also being covered in thick girl cum. 

Joel couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to let her calm down before he did anything else but he had to soak his cock into her hole. He stripped out of his boxers and placed himself at her entrance. Right then, one of them should have stopped and forced him to put on a condom. His eyes glanced over an unopened condom on his desk but it didn't even register as to what was inside the gold-foiled package. They were so consumed by lust and they had for one another that neither of them thought much about it. Please, Fe was on the pill and that was enough, right? The one thing that Joel had stopped to remember is that Fe hadn't had sex in over three years. As tight as she was the first time, she was going to be that much tighter this time. He slid his cock in slowly, expecting a lot of resistance. Fe gasped as she felt that first push inside her longing hole and it was as if the air in her lungs had been rushed out. Joel was surprised that he wasn't getting nearly as much friction as he thought. Eating her sweet cunt had done more than just given her immense pleasure. It had also lubricated her so much that all 8 1/2" of him could fit in her without hurting her. When he finally bottomed out, he looked up and gave Fe a look that let her know that she was about to experience sex like she never had before. And Fe was ready for him.

Joel leaned down over Fe and slowly pulled his hips out and slammed it into his beloved. He was greeted with a grunt and a loud groan. He did it again, this time getting Fe to moan as well. The whole time, they were looking into each other's eyes, each wanting desperately to cum with the other. Joel began to pick up the pace. Over and over, he slammed his thick white cock into her dark, inviting twat. With each thrust he wanted to explode inside her, but he held back. He wanted Fe to be fully satisfied before he even thought about it. He was now moving in and out at full force, he balls full of cum bouncing off her black ass. He sat up and spread her legs even wider. The moon as slowly going to sleep as the sun was coming up, which was shining a spotlight down on Fe. Joel looked into her eyes, watching as she came over and over on his fat cock. He juices were coming in such abundance that they rolled down his balls. If they were any way that Fe could be any sexier, she just did. She bit down hard on her bottom lip and lifted her hips to meet Joel's invading cock.

The biggest of all her orgasms was beginning to rip through her body. Fe clamped her legs around his waist and lifted herself up so that Joel was holding her ass in his hands and bouncing her up and down on his cock. He had seen several porn videos where the guy held the girl in the air and fucked her, but he never thought he'd be doing it. But here he was, impaling Fe with his cock while he held her in mid air. He buried his face in the crook of her neck as he felt her orgasm hit her hard. She bit his shoulder, clawed at his back, and fucked him intensely as she came like a tsunami wave. Her pussy squeezed and pulled on Joel's cock so hard that to his surprise, he began cumming too. They both moaned and groaned loudly as their juices mingled in her tiny cunt. They overflowed and were now being sprayed onto the floor every time Joel pumped into Fe again. When their orgasms finally subsided, he realized that he had been holding her so tight, he was about to snap her spine. But Fe didn't feel that at all. All she felt was the red hot flame that coursed through her body and the ringing in her ears. She was in heaven.

Joel laid her gingerly in the bed, quickly joining her as his legs were turning to jelly after the orgasm he just had. Fe's eyes began to close as the sun began its journey in the sky. As satisfied as Joel was, there was one more thing that needed to be done. He kissed their lips and whispered, "I love you." Fe opened her eyes long enough to kiss him back and reply, "I love you, too. More than you know." She placed her head on his chest, her legs wrapped around his as they both began that familiar sound. They were asleep. The condom package that had been pushed closer and closer to the edge of his desk from their love-making fell into the trash.

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"A couple of weeks ago, I started feeling queasy all the time. My period hadn't come, and I couldn't eat. I thought it was because of midterms so I didn't think about it. But when it didn't come still two weeks later, I told Joel something might be wrong." Fe looked at her friend. During the half-hour long explanation of what happened, she hadn't shed a single tear. Now, looking into Mickey's concerned and understanding eyes, the flood gates threatened to open and spill all over Fe's face. "Mick, I've made such a mess of my life." That was it. That one statement was enough to push her over the edge. Fe began sobbing again.

Mickey looked at Fe sympathetically. Her bright gray eyes looked as if they had tears in them as well. "So, are you going to tell him?" 

Fe gave her a defeated look. "I don't know. I'm not even sure if I can tell him. What if he doesn't want the baby? I don't want an abortion Mickey."

A vibrating sound filled the room. It was Fe's cell phone jumping on her desk. Mickey got up and looked at who was calling. "Well, there's only one way to find out," she replied as she handed Fe the phone. It was Joel.



Felicia Ch. 02



Fe picked up and fingered the phone. She looked up at Mickey and sighed. Eventually the phone stopped vibrating and Fe sighed again.

"You know you'll have to talk to him sooner or later. Its better you do it sooner."

"Mickey, I can't. What if he doesn't want any part of the baby? What if he doesn't want any part of me?"

Mickey rubbed her hand reassuringly. "Don't live on what-ifs. Know exactly what you're doing before you do it."

At that moment, Mickey's own cell started going off. She pulled it out of her purse and looked at the number. It was her mom.

"Oh, crap. I'm so sorry Fe. I forgot. I promised my mom that I would take her to my Uncle Albert's because they're having some sort of family dinner and she doesn't want to go alone. You mind if I come back later tonight?"

Fe smiled softly at her wonderful friend. "Mick, don't worry. Go and try to have a good time. I'll see you tomorrow. Tell your mom I said hi."

Mickey looked unsure but gave her friend one last hug and gathered her things to leave. As she got to the door she stopped and turned. "Please think of him too in any decisions you make. And let me know if you need anything else tonight. I'll be over here in two seconds." She blew a kiss at Fe. "Bye babe."

With that she was gone. In the silence of the room, the pounding in Fe's head was like bombs going off, one after another. She hadn't realized that she had developed a splitting headache from crying. She stood on unsteady legs and walked to her closet to get something for her head. Right as she reached the first aid kit her dad insisted she take with her, she paused. Is this going to harm the baby? she thought and opted instead just to drink a little water instead. She had found in the past that sometimes just drinking something made the throbbing in her head subside. She grabbed a bottle out of her mini-fridge and turned to sit back on her bed. The thought of eating once again made her nauseous to her core. Suddenly she heard a loud pounding. This time it wasn't coming from her head. It was the door.

She thought it might've been Mickey, that she had forgotten something. She chuckled softly as she went and opened the door. "What'd you forget this time –"

"Joel." She was greeted by his green eyes full of concern and nervousness. He was chewing on his lip again. He stopped when he realized Fe was staring at it. He took a step forward to come in, a gesture that Fe didn't reciprocate.

"I'm sorry for coming here unexpectedly. It's just that I'm really worried about you. You rushed out of my dorm in a whirlwind. Please Fe tell me if something's wrong of if I did something wrong. I just want to make it right."

Fe felt sick to her stomach again but this time not from the baby. It was Joel's concern for her. He was the only guy that had every gotten to her the way that he did and he knew it. But it was something he had never used until not. They had never been in a situation like this before and neither of them knew how to handle it. But there was one thing Fe knew she had to say.

"I lied to you. The test was positive." She said it so quietly, it was almost a whisper.

The tightening in Joel's stomach that he had felt when Fe did the 100-yard dash out of his room returned. He had a feeling that she wasn't telling the truth because Fe had been so goofy all day up until she went to the bathroom in his room. She was even joking around about how ugly their kid together would be when they went to go pick up the test. And then, all of a sudden when she took the test and said it was "negative", she turned dark. Fe saw the sick look Joel had on his face and took a few steps back and opened the door wider to allow him to enter. He walked in, almost robotically and sat on her bed. Fe took a couple of deep breaths and closed the door as she went to sit with him. 

Her dorm room was pretty tiny. It consisted of two desks, two beds, two closets and a mini-fridge. It was made of all steel and concrete. All that was missing was the gray bars. Joel usually teased Fe about it but understandably this time he was quiet. Fe put the bottle of water down, sat and took his hand.

"I'm sorry I lied to you. I just didn't know what to do at that moment. I didn't know how to deal. I mean, what are we going to do?"

Joel turned and looked at her softly. "You're going to have the baby and we'll be a family." He placed his hand on her stomach and held it there as if he was feeling invisible kicks. "The baby is a part of us. I want you and me to raise it together."

He leaned forward to kiss the mother of his unborn child but Fe turned her face. "No, we can't do this Joel. My dad is going to freak out. What about us? What about school?"

"Your dad will understand it was an accident. Sure, he'll be mad at first. So will my parents. But they know we've known each other forever and we love one another. We'll be so good together. I'll work while you go to school and then we can switch. Fe, this can work if you'll let it."

Fe shook her head again. She stood up and sat opposite Joel on her roommate's bed. She looked him in those deep eyes and said tearfully," Joel, I'm going to have an abortion. It's the only way for us to have a semblance of a normal life." Tears flowed down the dark, flawless skin of her face. Joel could tell it was breaking her heart.

"Fe, I don't want just a "normal" life. I want a life with you, with our baby. Please don't do this."

Fe knew how she felt about him but she never knew he felt the same way. This was the closest he had ever been to telling her he loved her. But it didn't feel right, given the circumstances. Would he still feel the same without the baby in the picture? That was a question she couldn't answer and she wasn't really interested at that moment. She wanted instead to resolve this situation in the best way she knew.

Joel got on his knees in front of her. He got as close as humanly possible. He wanted her to look into his eyes and see what she was doing. "Fe, please, I'm begging you. Don't do that. Anything but that, please. If you want to give the baby up for adoption, it'll hurt but I'll accept it. But please, don't do this."

She shook her head again and buried her face in her hands. He had seen that before. That was something she did when she was most lost. He buried his face in her knees, the top of his head resting against her forehead. She could smell him, damn near taste him. He put his hand out and gently rubbed her stomach, and a shock went through Fe's system. She lifted his head up so she could look in his face once again. She kissed him.

It was soft, sensual, and meaningful. With that kiss, Fe was agreeing to Joel's wishes.

Joel woke up the next morning feeling like a car had just run over him. After leaving Fe's room the night before, he went out with a couple of his frat brothers and got more hammered then he had ever been in his whole life. Yesterday was a horrible day and he needed to forget every facet of it. He had passed out at the bar and the guys he had gone with had to carry his heavy ass back to his dorm. They basically just dumped him on his bed, not really concerned if he would be alright. Fortunately, Joel didn't need to get up and hurl during the night. He was sweating profusely because he was still wearing every stitch of clothing that he went out with and normally he slept in boxers or naked. He looked blindly over to the clock and read the numbers. 8:23 a.m. The sun seemed out for a vengeance against him because it was beaming so brightly in the room. He rolled out of bed to the floor to escape the beams thundering into his room. Maybe he moved to fast. Maybe he was just too drunk. Whatever it was, once he hit the floor, he passed out again.

"Joel, sweetie, are you okay?"

Joel felt a warm, soft hand caressing his face, checking all his vitals to make sure he was alive. His eyes opened to a hazy figure in front of him. A pale circle with brown fuzz on top smiled softly at him. It was Maggie, his sort of-not really girlfriend. Her sorority, Epsilon Iota Tau, was the sister sorority of his fraternity. They met a few months prior at a toga party. Joel thought she was cute and hopelessly optimistic and Maggie found him to be a treat on her arm. As one of the newest "Cherries", Maggie made a real name for herself by having the hottest Bear on her arm. She fell in love from the word "go" but Joel still saw her as a friend who was willing to spread. He hadn't expressed that thought to her because he knew if he did, he would break her mousy little heart. So, he said nothing and now only winced slightly when she introduced him to people as her boyfriend. As he stared at her, blinking over and over a thought ran through his head that made him cringe. 

Maggie was supposed to be his date the night of the induction ceremony. But she was so sick that she could barely stand up. What if she had come and he had gotten her pregnant instead. She was little nuts so he knew that she would've used that baby to "keep them together" forever. The thought sent a visible shudder through him, bringing a slight sick feeling to his stomach. Maggie, lost in her own world, hadn't even noticed. She was just too happy to be in his room and comforting her "boo". Joel rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, clearing his throat in the process.

"What time is it?"

Maggie looked up on his desk. "It's almost 2:30."

Joel groaned softly. It was Thursday afternoon and he only had one class, which started at 4. He was so happy because the way he was feeling, he was surprised if every part of his body didn't give out on him if he tried to move as punishment for his abuse. His liver hated him the most.

As rudely and unhappily as he could he asked, "Why are you here? How did you even get in?"

Maggie frowned deeply. Her grey eyes clouded up as if she was ready to cry. Joel forgot how sensitive she was, yet another thing about her that bothered him. He groaned again softly and cleared his throat, getting up from the floor as slow as possible so as not to upset his queasy stomach.

"I mean, shouldn't you be in class?" he softened his tone, not wanting to have to comfort her if she started crying. He could barely stand up, much less consol a blubbering girl.

Maggie face instantly brightened up and moved back so Joel could get up in peace. "No, it got canceled today. So, I'm free for the rest of the day. I was calling and texting you to see if you wanted to hang out, but you didn't answer."

Finishing her thought Joel responded, "So, you came here?"

She smiled brightly, nodding. "Kevin let me in." Ugh, you look like a bobble-head, he thought to himself. He finally got to his feet long enough to plop himself down to his bed. He lay back on his bed, using his arm to cover his eyes and prevent the sunshine that streamed through his window from assaulting his face. This move gave Maggie the unwanted signal to crawl over to his bed and crawl up on him. 

"I can make you feel better," she said suggestively. Her voice was annoyingly unwelcomed as she crept up farther and farther. He removed his arm from his face, coming face-to-face with the girl he abhorred/tolerated. Hey grey-blue eyes were absolutely beautiful and made her whole face light up. She had a cute button mouth to go with her dainty nose. Her face was all encased in a head surround by soft brownish-red curls. She had small but nice tits, around an A cup which meant she rarely wore a bra. Her little ass was what she got complimented on most, although it wasn't anything to make Joel's head turn. Her body overall was small and petite, giving her an innocent appearance, although Joel and at least three of his brothers knew better. She wore a tight pink camisole with tight black booty shorts. Her perfect berry pedicured toes sat in pink flip-flop, which were now face down on the floor. She was cute, even pretty. But she wasn't Fe.

She reached her hand in between them, rubbing his dick through his jeans. Although Joel wasn't feeling her, he couldn't help but respond. He closed his eyes and groaned softly, imagining that Maggie had faded away and Fe was the one on top of him instead. Fe removed her hand and instead rubbed their crotches together through their clothes. It was just teenage humping but it turned him on greater than she knew. His cock grew exponentially, causing him to grind even around against Fe's fire. He reached up and rubbed her beautiful brown globes through her tight-fitting camisole, the fact that she was braless making her nipples stand up loud and proud. She whimpered as he pinched and pulled her nipples through her top, their grinding becoming more insistent. He rubbed, caressed, and squeezed her tits harder, making moans and groans fall freely from her lips. He pulled her closer to him by the small of her back, causing her to gasp softly. Instantly his lips were attached to hers, the tumbling of their tongues and mouths becoming urgent. 

His hands roamed her body freely, from her ass to her breasts. When his hands reached her stomach, he paused. He broke the kiss to look into her eyes, their lust conveyed clearly. But more than anything he wanted to look into the eyes of his child's mother. Fe's flawless brown skin glowed even brighter in the sunlight. Pregnancy was more than just a surprise. It brought them together in a way that no one could deny. Whether or not Fe kept the baby the fact still remained that from now until eternity, this baby would be the first for the both of them. Joel pulled her lips down to his once again, their tongues once again doing a sexy dance.

After an intense make-out session that left them both breathless, Fe moved down Joel's body, ending up on her knees in between his legs on the floor. Joel watched in clouded desire as her slim fingers moved up to the zipper on his pants. She slowly slid it down, licking her lips and she did it the whole time. When she reached the bottom, they both paused and looked at each other. She sat up fully to look at the present Joel had for her. It was so hard that it popped out instead of her having to pull it out. It slapped against Fe's soft lips catching her off guard, causing Joel to giggle.

Fe wasn't going to let that miss a beat. She had seen his cock before but never this close. She examined it for a few seconds, noticing its rigidity and how hot it felt. The veins that stood proudly from his cock were red and full of blood. It was one of the most amazing things she had ever seen. She gave him a sexy smile before taking a long lick around Joel's purple mushroom head. Joel groaned loudly. He felt like electricity had passed through his body. Fe smiled even brighter, loving the effect she had on his body.

He loved it too, especially when she licked the head and then started sliding the length down her throat. Before he could even react, she began bobbing her head up and down, taking his length farther and farther down her throat. Joel acted accordingly. His hand clutched the sheets as he thrusted his cock up to get it in her mouth even more. Before long, Fe's lips were pressed against Joel's pubes and neither of them could have been happier.

If Joel didn't know better, he would've thought that this wasn't Fe's first time sucking cock. She rubbed and fondled his balls as her spit and his precum covered them both. As Fe sucked Joel's cock like a champ, she still managed to swirl her tongue all around him, making him lose his mind. He had never felt anything like this before. Fe sucked even harder and faster, the sounds filling the room in the process. Joel resisted the urge to face-fuck her, not wanting to scare her off from ever doing this again. But she was sucking it so good he gripped the sheets harder, turning his pink knuckles ghost white. Just when Joel thought it couldn't get any better it did. Fe took his soaking wet cock out of her mouth, and kissed and licked her way down to his balls. 

She sucked one in then the other, stroking his granite hard cock in the process. The slurping sounds that she made now didn't even compare to what she was doing now. That was it. The cum that was beginning to build in balls was about to spill over. As much as he didn't want her to stop, he pushed her head away, causing Fe to look up at him in surprise and confusion. Even though this was her first time ever giving a man oral pleasure, she enjoyed it thoroughly. She was giving him pleasure in a way that she never had before which soaked her panties entirely.

Joel could see the objection in her face. He pulled her up on her feet and back onto his lap, his rock hard cock slapping against her thighs and stomach in the process. Joel pulled her face down to his, savagely attacking her tongue and lips. Fe responded without hesitation, leaving Joel no doubt that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He sat up slightly and pulled a small foil off his desk and opened it. It was stupid, but he felt like it wouldn't be right without it. He chuckled softly to himself. If I used this the first time, we wouldn't be in this mess. He noticed Fe didn't object as he rolled the translucent plastic down his cock. When he was satisfied that it was secure, once again he pulled Fe to him to attack her luscious lips. Fe lifted her hips up as she got closer, her opening sitting atop his throbbing cock head. They looked each other in the eyes, lust filling them to the brim.

Joel wanted to slam his cock so hard into her tiny pink cunt. But the guilt of hurting his baby stopped him. So instead, he gently eased it up. It felt delicious. He pulled Fe all the way down to the hilt. They paused for a second to soak in their union. Joel kissed Fe again, softly. Her pink lips were even more puffed up than usual from the kisses he rained down on her. At the same time, she began lifting her hips up and down on his glistening pole. Up and down, up and down. Fe bounced faster and harder, slapping Joel's swollen balls against her plump ass. Her pussy felt different, not nearly as tight as it did the last time. But this was his girl, his Fe. Her bouncing up and down was becoming too good. As much as he wanted to hold out, he couldn't anymore.

He grabbed her hips and began pulling her down on his cock tightly, splitting her brown pussy wide open. Fe cried out in anguish but Joel was so close he could taste it. Suddenly he seized up. He pushed his cock in her as far as it would go, filling his condom to top with sweet sticky cum. He moved in and out of her slowly until his orgasm completely subsided.

Joel finally fell backwards on his bed, completely spent. Once again, his darling Fe had taken him to amazing heights.

"Fe, you are amazing," he said lazily, sleepy starting to overtake him.

"Fe?! What are you talking about?!"

The shrieking voice snapped Joel back to reality. Maggie jumped off of his softening cock, hurrying to try to put her clothes back on.

"You were thinking about Fe?! What the fuck Joel?! What about me?!"

Joel's orgasm was so powerful that he could barely sit up or speak. He tried in a dry voice to tell her that it was a mistake but a knocking on his door interrupted his sentence.

Before he could tell the person "not now" it swung up. Fe walked in backwards with a box in her hands.

"Hey, Dale let me in. He said you wouldn't-"

She turned around and looked up and saw an obviously frazzled brunette struggling to pull her shorts up, Joel still sitting backwards with a used condom hanging from his dick.

All three of them froze for about two seconds before the muffled sound of the box hitting the floor filled the room. Fe looked at Joel, staring daggers at him as her eyes filled with tears. She turned and ran out of his room, not bothering to try to get the box that she had dropped. He struggled to get up, pulling the condom off and trying to pull up his pants in the process. He fumbled to say sorry, suddenly being interrupted by an angry Maggie asking where her apology was. He finally pulled his pants up, pushing past a still irate Maggie. He ran to his front door, swinging it open hoping to catch her. But she was gone. Possibly for good.



Felicia Ch. 03



Joel ran to the end of the hallway and looked both ways. No Fe. He ran to the emergency steps, hoping that maybe she had opted to take the stairs instead of the elevator. Of course she did not. He considered damn near jumping down the stairs, even though he was already panting and sweating hard both from exhaustion and from getting caught by the girl of his dreams. Even though he wanted to run down the five flights of stairs to the lobby, he knew there was no way that he'd catch her. Plus, Fe would be steaming mad by now. He once learned the hard way on the wrong end of her shoe to leave her alone for awhile when she was super-pissed. That was a lesson he wasn't in a hurry to learn again. He sighed dejectedly and walked back to his dorm room. In the heat of trying to catch up with Fe he had forgotten all about Maggie being there. That is until he walked into his room and saw her standing in the middle, her arms crossed across her chest, her foot tapping and her breath coming out in huffs.

"So, what happened to Fe?" Resentment oozed from every word that she spoke. 

"You're still here?"

Joel spoke those words out of surprise as opposed to spitefulness or hatefulness. But considering all the things that just happened in the past few minutes, that message wasn't conveyed very well to Maggie. She took the statement at face value and immediately her eyes welled up with tears. 

"Fine if you don't want me here, then I won't stay here. Goodbye Joel."

She pushed passed him hard in an attempt to knock him off balance and possibly knocking him into the wall because she had caught him off guard. However, the adrenaline flowing through his veins had made him as steady as a rock and he barely moved. His head turned on a slight swivel as he watched her walk out, mumbling a soft "bye". Maggie ignored it and hoped that her exit was dramatic enough to make him run after her the way he ran after Fe. It wasn't. She even stood outside of his door for a few seconds, wishing that it would fly open and Joel with be standing there with puppy dog eyes and apologizing profusely for chasing after Fe the way he did. Of course that didn't happen. Instead Joel opted for crashing on his bed for the night, hoping that he would wake up the next morning and all of this would be a nightmare. Or at least that he would've thought of a good way to make it up to Fe.

As he crossed the room, he stubbed his toe on the corner of the box Fe dropped. He groaned and cursed a number of times as he bent over to see what in the box in the first place. It was nothing but a bunch of books. Some thick, some thin, some pamphlets. In true Fe fashion, the books were organized from thickest to thinnest. A couple of the thinnest books lay on top, their backs facing Joel. He picked them up and read the titles. Suddenly he felt sick to his stomach.

"My Baby & Me, How does your body change after pregnancy?, Breastfeeding: Good for Mommy and Baby." He stared at the books in deep regret. It was bad enough that he thought he had only hurt Fe, his best friend. In actuality, he was hurting Fe, the mother of his first child. If he couldn't feel any lower, the title of the last book pushed him over the edge. It read New Fatherhood. Fe brought him a book about fatherhood because...she was actually going to keep the baby? That was the only explanation Joel could come up with. With the pain in his toe long forgotten, Joel put the books back in the box and began getting ready. He had to see and talk to Fe, tonight. If that meant risking getting kicked in his boys, that was a risk he had to be willing to take. _________________________________________________ It was after midnight when Fe finally returned to her room from the library. Originally, that's where she wanted to go to seek solace from the world after catching Joel...she couldn't even finish the thought. It would've only been around 4:03 when she returned to her room and her roommate Kayla would've been having her weekly make-out session with her less then attractive boyfriend Matt. So, Fe decided to spend the rest of her day in the library instead. When she entered the newly renovated building, she went and took care of first things first. As she raced to the basement bathroom, she could feel the tears around flowing down her face. She could barely contain herself as she burst into the abandoned bathroom. Locking herself in the farthest stall, Fe sat on the toilet seat, now completely unable to control herself. She cried harder than she ever had in her entire life, to the point that not only did her head hurt, but she was actually nauseous. It felt like it had been only moments but she had cried for over an hour before the urge to hurl was more than she could bear.

She turned around just in time to aim and empty the contents of her stomach in the white porcelain bowl. After about two minutes, it was mostly dry heave and the fact that she was incredibly upset that kept her stomach in knots. A couple of girls had entered the bathroom during Fe's emotional breakdown but had quickly retreated in an attempt to give her some "privacy". It was almost 6 when Fe finally stopped crying and felt her stomach settled enough to even dare to try to exit the bathroom. She opened the stall door on unsteady legs and grasped on the edge on the sink, resting all of her weight on two shaky arms. She didn't dare look into the mirror, afraid of what sight might greet her. She washed her hands and face a few times, hoping to rid herself of not only germs but the appearance that she had just lost a bit of her sanity in the third stall. Fifteen minutes passed before she felt somewhat satisfied that she had accomplished her goal and Fe dried herself off and made a slow exit into the unforgiving world.

She spent the next 5 ½ hours pretending to read and comprehend her biology textbook in the farthest corner of the library. It was, of course, in vain. Fe read the same lines over and over before leaning over and falling asleep in pure exhaustion. At quarter to midnight, she was rocked gently awake by a kindly older librarian. Fe thanked her and gathered her things and slowly began to get up when she looked across the library and saw Maggie sitting at another table with some of her sisters. She threw her head back, giggling at something one of them said. Fe was hoping that she'd be able to slip out unnoticed by the dimwitted girl but there was no such luck. As if on cue, Maggie put her head back down and of all the directions in which to look in, she looked directly in Fe's. The two of them locked eyes on each other and neither was willing to lose this idiotic game of chicken when Fe felt her phone vibrating in her pocket. Slightly irritated but mostly worried as to who it might be, she reluctantly broke the eye contact and began digging up her phone. She looked and that caller I.D. and almost instantly wished she hadn't. It was Joel, calling and leaving his 15th message. She wondered how she could've run into Maggie and not Joel in the last place she ever expected to run into a girl who thought the UK was the capital of Europe. She pressed the ignore button once again and began making her way for the door. She continued staring down at her phone as she walked past the girls' table, hoping to appear busy so that none of them would feel the need to talk to her.

"Felicia! Hey, girl. How are you doing?"

Fe froze in her tracks and shuddered visibly. She turned back to Maggie's finger wiggling hello. She put on the most fake smile she could and tried not to look completely disgusted. Why was she calling her over?

"Hi, Maggie, Shelley and...friend. I'm sorry I don't know your name." Fe was referring to a brunette girl sitting next to Maggie. She had seen the girl at a couple of the Cherry gatherings but had never spoken to her. Good thing.

"Oh this is Marsha. She's the girl that introduced me to Joel. Best thing that's ever happened to me."

Maggie shot Fe a knowing grin, making the other two girls giggle softly. Fe wanted this nightmare to end but Maggie kept going, rubbing in the fact that Fe, Joel's best friend and biggest crush, knew that they had had sex and had even seen it firsthand. But Fe kept her composure.

"That's great. Anyways, you ladies have a good night." Fe turned to leave, with most of her dignity intact. But Maggie began speaking again, delaying her desperately needed departure.

"You know, I really want to apologize for this afternoon. I thought I locked the door. Maybe next time I'll hang my panties on the door so you'll know not to come in. That is, if Joel doesn't rip them off. In that case, you'll just get another free show." 

At that comment, the two girls couldn't contain their amusement and began to laugh out loud. It being midnight and almost empty no one was around to shush them. Maggie too had a big smug grin on her face, seeing the look on Fe's face and knowing she had hit below the belt. Fe could feel her dark face burning and the embarrassment she felt was more than she could take. 

"Honey, there won't be a next time."

The girls giggled again softly but Maggie's smiled disappeared off her face.

"How do you know? Joel loves being with me."

A thin smile spread across Fe's lips and it sent chills down Maggie's spine. "You want to know why he tolerated being with you? It's because he didn't know how to handle the news I gave him and what's going on with us."

Fe could see Maggie's pale face becoming red and she decided to go for broke. "Oh, he didn't tell you? You do know I'm pregnant, right? And yes, it's Joel's baby."

Maggie tried to pretend like the words didn't touch her. But the look on her and her friends' face made Fe knew she had made an impact.

"Oh, and if you don't believe me, ask Joel. Have a good night ladies."

She gave them a wink and walked away, knowing full well that if eyes could shoot lasers, Maggie would've shot holes right through her. __________________________________________________ Fe wasn't sure whether or not she was surprised at seeing Joel sitting outside her door, his head leaned against the wall and his eyes closed. She opted to feel nothing. She was hoping that by feeling nothing she wouldn't just laugh this off and let him off the hook easily. His deep breathing told her that not only was he in a deep sleep, but he had also been there for awhile. That touched her but considering the reason why he was there in the first place made the feeling disappear fast. She put her key in the lock quietly and tried to open the door without alerting him that she was home. Fe was more than exhausted and after the showdown with Maggie, she wasn't up for talking anymore.

She turned her key and heard the click. She paused, waiting to hear any sign that Joel had woken up. There was none. So she opened the door and was just about to walk through the threshold when something, or rather someone, grabbed her by the ankle causing her to let out a short yelp.

"You were just going to leave me out here all night? I've been sitting on this fucking hard ass floor for two hours waiting for you to come back. My tail bone is killing me."

The next words that came out of Fe's mouth surprised the both of them, "Who gives a fuck? You weren't waiting for me this morning." She knew where the hateful comment came from but she wasn't expecting to hear it come out of her mouth. Joel released her ankle and stood up to face her. But after her words his eyes could only travel as far as her stomach without feeling like an asshole.

"Fe, I made a mistake. Bigger then I'll ever know. I can't tell you how sorry I --"

The door slammed in his face. Fe was able to back up enough into her doorway without Joel realizing it. He lifted his hand to knock but knew that there was no point. She had made her decision. She was closing the door on him. Still, he felt the need to speak into the door.

"I know you hate me right now but know this: I'm sorry baby. I love you."

"Go home Joel." He stood there a couple minutes then turned to leave. Fe watched through her peephole as the man of her dreams and the father or her unborn child walked away. __________________________________________________ Joel looked over at his clock for the 50th time that night. The red lights beamed brightly with the numbers 4:03 a.m. It hadn't even been a full minute since he last looked at it. He had only slept about four hours in the last three days and yet he wasn't tired or anywhere near falling asleep. He knew that this was yet another night that he was going without sleep. He sat up unwillingly and turned on his desk lamp. Even though he had been lying in the dark for almost six hours, his eyes didn't seem to have any trouble adjusting to the bright light. His cell phone jumped and bumped as it vibrated for the umpteenth time in so many days. He picked it up grudgingly knowing full well the name that was going to stare back at him on the caller ID. 

It was Maggie. Apparently she had run into Fe the night of the "incident" and Fe had told her their little secret. Maggie kept calling or texting him trying to hear the news from him but instead, he thought it best to ignore her and maybe talk to her at one of the gatherings that he was bound to run into her at. He just wished that she would leave him alone. She wasn't really his girlfriend and he didn't owe her an explanation if she got Fe or any other girl pregnant. As annoyed as he was he understood her persistence. It was the same way with Fe. He called or texted Fe no less than 20 times a day with no response. He stopped her dorm at least four times a day. He would stand outside her door knocking for ten minutes on end and receive no answer. He wanted to give up trying to have any contact with her because if there was one thing he couldn't stand it was being ignored. But Fe wasn't just some girl and she wasn't ignoring him for a stupid reason. Still, this feeling sucked.

He sighed heavily and leaned over, burying his head in his hands. After letting his frustrations subside, he lifted his head up and his eyes rested on the box of books Fe had brought in that day. He picked up the one on top, New Fatherhood, propped himself in his bed and began reading. If he couldn't be the man Fe wanted, maybe he could be a good father.

Fe chewed the top of her pen absentmindedly, completely ignoring anything that was going on in her Economics class. She was both worried and relieved. It had been almost two weeks since the showdown with Maggie and a week since Joel had tried to have any contact with her. The one class that they had together, Accounting, he hadn't shown up to in two weeks. Fe was just about give in and text him to see how he was doing when a manly whisper interrupted her thoughts.

"It's amazing how someone can drone on for two hours about nothing."

Fe turned her head in the direction of the voice, blinking several times to drive her out of her trance. The husky voice can from the guy sitting next to her. His grey eyes twinkled with amazement as he realized that he wasn't the only one bored almost to sleep during the lecture. Fe couldn't help but blush at the handsome guy. His grey eyes complimented his dirty blond hair, deep dimples and perfectly pouting lips. In a word, he was cute. He smiled at her making his go from cute to fine. After sitting in silence with Fe staring at him, he thought it best that they introduced one another.

"I'm Clint. And you are...?"

Fe finally realized and blushed lightly, looking down at her paper that still sat blank even though class was half over. "I'm Felicia but most people know me as Fe," she whispered back obviously embarrassed. 

He smiled even brighter at her embarrassment but continued their conversation. It was easily in classroom filled with almost 200 people and they sat in the middle not really surrounded by anyone so they weren't disturbing anyone. "I'm a Business Administration major."

"I'm Hotel and Restaurant Management with a minor in Business." Clint chuckled softly. "My dad owns a restaurant. He wants me to take over."

Clint nodded in agreement. "I understand. My dad is an electrical engineer. I wanted to him proud so that was my original major. After failing my second calculus class he and I came to an understanding. I change my major and he's not embarrassed by his 58-year-old freshman son."

Fe giggled, careful not to disturb anyone sitting within earshot. Clint smiled, obliged that the pretty girl laughed at his joke. "So, how'd you do on the last test? That part about the economic climate of America versus the 1920's killed me."

Clint nodded. "I think he does that crap to screw with us."

Fe giggled again. Suddenly the lights came up in the auditorium and everyone began to pack their things. Fe picked up her backpack, forgetting it that she had left it open and a slim book slid to the floor and in front of Clint. Fe didn't notice and packed up her bag to leave. She stood up and extended her hand.

"Well, Clint. It was nice meeting you. Hope to see you soon."

Clint chuckled softly and took her soft brown hand and shook it slowly, not wanting to let it go but instead pull her towards him. "The pleasure was all mine. Trust me." He gave Fe a smile, one that made her clit tingle. Fe had to turn and walk away before she did things to him that were illegal in most states. Clint stared at her as she walked out, admiring her flattering backside. He finally shook his head clear enough to begin packing his own backpack when he saw the book on the floor and picked it up. Out of curiosity he read the title. 

The 3 trimesters of Pregnancy: What to expect and how to prepare. There were two reasons why she would have that book. Research or someone else had already touched her beautiful little body. There was only one way to find out. He hurriedly finished packing his things and ran out of the classroom, hoping to catch her in the hallway. Fortunately, she was standing just a few feet away, checking missed text messages.

"Hey, Fe, you left something in class." He extended the book and watched the expression on her face. It wasn't the one he was hoping to get. It was a cross between embarrassment and shock. Fe took it from him and gave a weak "thank you".

Even though the look on her face was more telling than any words she could have spoken, Clint felt he needed to ask the question. "I know it's not my place but are you-"

"I've got to go." Fe turned and walked away, even though it look more like she was about to break into a sprint. Clint tried to speak and call her back, but she was gone before his brain could even process what had happened. Suddenly he felt like he was being watched. He looked over and saw some guy about his same height with bright green eyes staring at him, or rather staring a hole through him. When Clint blinked, he was gone.



Felicia Ch. 04



Fe didn't stop her half-walk, half-trot until she was halfway back to her dorm. When she had calmed down enough to think, she finally realized that she had been holding her breath most of the way. She slowed down enough to try to catch her breath, her heart beating so fast she thought it was going to burst in her chest. "Why, of all people, did Clint have to find that fucking book," she thought. She had bought it from a bookstore near campus, the same place she bought the other books she left at Joel's. That was the only one she kept because she wanted to know what to expect the next couple of months, especially with the nausea and avoidance of food that seemed to last all day, not just mornings like depicted in movies and TV shows. She had been reading it during lunch, which consisted of nothing more than an apple and water (the only things that didn't make her want to hurl) which was right before her Econ class. If the whole situation wasn't so mortifying, she would've called up Maxine and told her everything, and they would laugh their asses off. Just then, her text message ring tone went off. She dug it out of her pocket and looked at the screen. Speak of the devil; it was a message from Joel.

Fe took a deep breath before reading it. This was the first time she had heard from him in more than two weeks. His first 100 messages were him just apologizing for not locking the door and her having to see some girl in his room. His last few messages were angrier and more combative, calling her childish and immature for refusing to be a woman and at least talking to him about the situation. But the very last message she had received from him was the most hurtful. It read, "What about the baby?" It was the only time in all of his texts that he had acknowledged that Fe was pregnant. She didn't think that he even cared considering how quick he was to jump into bed with Maggie. Maybe he didn't. Maybe he just asked her that because he knew it would get to her. But after the plea he made in her bedroom that night, Fe couldn't imagine that he wasn't touched that their 17 years of friendship and love had resulted in a child. While all of that ran through her mind, she read his current text.

"Did your boyfriend say something you didn't like?"

Fe groaned softly. Fe forgot that he had an accounting class in the same building at the same time. They used to meet in the lobby area afterwards and walk back to their dorms together. Well, actually Joel would stop by Fe's dorm, eat whatever she had in the fridge that wasn't her roommates, take a nap, and then go back to his dorm. Fe used to watch him while he slept and marveled at how beautiful he was and how he looked so innocent. Now, every time she saw his face, her stomach turned. It was a feeling she didn't like having.

Fe continued walking to her dorm, at a slower pace now, when her text message tone went off again. And once again, the message was from Joel. She read and felt her stomach start to knot up, probably a combination of all-day sickness and nervousness. It read, "I'm tired of the games and all the bullshit. I need to see you tonight and we need to talk. 7 p.m. in my room. Be there."

Fe didn't know what to feel or what to think. As much as she didn't like his tone in the text message, he was right. They did need to talk. She was almost two months along and they needed to come up with a game plan whether they were ready or not. The pregnancy wasn't going to go into pause because she and Joel didn't get along. She unlocked the backdoor to her dorm building and made the grueling three-story climb to her floor. Maybe a nap and a nibble would make her feel better before her big meeting.

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It was 6:45 and Fe had been pacing outside of Joel's dorm room/apartment for ten minutes. People had been walking past her, giving her a weird look. But Fe was too lost in her own thoughts to even notice. What would they say? What would they do? What would they decide? These were all questions that she knew wouldn't be answered standing on the outside. She took a deep breath and knocked softly, hoping that if she did it like that, he wouldn't hear and she could go home and claim that she knocked and waited and no one answered. She had no such luck. Joel had a feeling that she'd do something chicken like that so he perched himself in his kitchen which was right next to the door. He heard her faint knock and quickly fixed himself, although he wasn't dressed in anything to be impressive in. He bit his lip nervously and reached for the door. Turning the knob he knew his whole future with Fe depended on how this meeting went and he wasn't going to fuck it up.

Fe counted to ten and was just about to walk away when she heard the door unlock and open, a noise she never thought she'd dread hearing. Joel stood in the doorway wearing Aeropostle pajama bottoms she had gotten him the Christmas before to replace some ratty ass sweats he always insisted on wearing. To make sure he got rid of the old ones, she ripped them up and threw it away in her dorm dumpster, insurance that he wouldn't dig them out of the trash. He was shirtless, something he had become accustomed to doing once he moved into a dorm. He stomach wasn't muscled bound like in commercials but it definitely had definition and could easily make Fe speechless. She tried not to look down at his body for fear that she would lose control. Fe looked cute in her dress down outfit, even if she didn't know it. She wore jeans, an Ohio State sweatshirt and black and pink Nike sneakers. It was the way that Joel looked to see her because he insisted it was more natural. But Fe just saw it as comfortable.

She put on the best "bitch" look she could muster and began to speak, "You wanted me here? I'm here."

Joel chuckled, inwardly. Yeah he wanted her, all over his apartment. He could tell she was trying to keep her eyes off of him, staring past him as opposed to at him so that she wouldn't cave in. He recognized that look from the night when he knocked her up. It was her defiant look. And as hard as she was trying to make herself look, she actually looked very cute. He had to force the smile that was threatening to creep on his lips back and instead give back an asshole look of his own. 

"Yeah, I wanted you here. Come in."

Instead of being the gentleman he was raised to be and open the door wide enough for her to enter, he turned around and walked off to his room himself. If she wants to be a bitch, she can get the door her damn self. Fe rolled her eyes and walked in. This was going to be a long conversation.

Joel walked to his room and plopped himself down on his bed, lying back with his hands behind his back. Fe scoffed. "Look, if want to talk, then talk. I have somewhere to --"

"You want something to drink? I do. I'm parched."

Before Fe could object, he was up and out of the room. Why did he have to make everything so hard? Fe sighed in frustration and began looking around the room. It was the same way he always had it. Everything was neat and in its place. He had always been a neat freak, from the first day she had known him. His dad was the exact same way. It was one of the few outward traits that the two shared and Fe loved to make fun of. It drove Joel crazy but it was a habit that he couldn't seem to break. Fe's eyes scanned the floor and she noticed a box. It was her box. She had forgotten it that day when....well, when shit hit the fan. She bent down to open it and make sure that everything was still there. The box was half empty. Fe stood up and began looking around the room but she didn't have to look far. On his desks were at least 14 books, all arranged as if he was doing research. She found a couple of spiral notebooks sitting next them as well. One already full from notes that he had taken from the books and he had started on another. His last notes were on how to "make Fe feel as comfortable as possible in her last months". It listed massage and relaxation techniques. This wasn't something he had started last night. This was something he had been at for weeks. 

Joel walked back into the room holding two glasses and holding one towards Fe. "Here's some orange juice. It's loaded with vitamins for you and -- "

"You read all these?"

Joel looked down at his feet and starting biting on his bottom lip again. He couldn't imagine why, but now he felt so nervous and self-conscience around her. He hadn't intended for her to see that he had been actively reading everything her pregnancy and parenting books had to offer. But he was so engrossed in wondering what was going to happen when she got there, that he had forgotten to put the books back in the box.

"Yeah, I did. I'm sorry, I'll put them back."

He sat the glasses down on the shelf of his desk and made a move to close the books and put them back in the box when Fe grabbed his arm. "Stop, you don't have to do that. I'm not mad I'm...surprised."

Joel smiled weakly. "Why? You didn't think I could read."

Fe returned the smile. "No....I just didn't think..." She turned her face away from him in obvious embarrassment. And what was the other look? Was that shame?

She stuffed her hands in her pockets and looked down at her feet, hoping that Joel would forget her half comment and talk about something else. But obviously, the statement wasn't going to go away that easily.

"What? You didn't think that I'd be interested in what was going on with you or the baby?"

Fe shifted her weight but couldn't bring herself to look Joel in the face. How did she not know that after being friends for so long that he could practically read her thoughts? That didn't make her unfinished statement hurt any less. Joel felt like someone had slapped him in the face. Why would Fe ever think that he didn't want to know everything there was to know about what was going to happen to his beautiful Fe and their baby? But Joel already knew the answer.

"I know it's because of the thing with Maggie. But Fe, she's just a girl. You're...well, you're everything."

Fe finally brought her eyes up to meet Joel's and he could see tears forming. The mention of Maggie's name was enough to bring all of her feelings to the surface. "You think I'm still upset just because you had sex with Maggie, who, by the way, is a complete idiot."

In any other setting, Joel would've been laughing his ass off. But he could see Fe's heart breaking in front of him and that was far from funny. 

"I'm pissed because of when you did it not just because you did it. I tell you that I'm pregnant and you profess your love to me and the next day, I find you two in bed together. What kind of shit is that?"

Joel didn't say a word. In fact, he was barely breathing because he now understood. This whole time he was stuck on the fact and Fe had caught them together and maybe she was jealous. He never even considered the timing of the whole thing. He truly felt like an asshole. By this time, tears were freely pouring down Fe's cheeks, even though she tried to desperately to wipe them dry. The more she tried, the more tears came pouring out until Fe was sobbing. Joel didn't know if he could feel any worse. He had only seen Fe cry like this once, and that was on the day of her mother's funeral. They were 14 when Fe's mother was killed in a car accident. Joel held her for nearly an hour as Fe cried what seemed like a gallon worth of tears. His arms were numb and his shirt was completely soaked but he would've held her forever if it made her feel safe. And now here they were, six years later, and she was crying like that again. Only this time, he was the cause of her tears.

He did the only thing he could do. He pulled her sobbing form to his shirtless chest and hugged her as tightly as he could. He wanted her to feel safe, the same way she felt that dark day in her life. He wanted to make the dark cloud that had been hanging over them to disappear. After about 15 minutes, Fe's sobs subsided. Now, she was feeling even more embarrassed at the fact that she had cried in front of Joel. It was something that she had tried to hide from him for years so she wouldn't feel like she a weak girl in front of him. But this was one of the times when she couldn't hold back if she wanted to. 

Joel waited to release her until her cries completely went away and her body stopped trembling. He disconnected from her just long enough to go get tissue from his bathroom so she could clean her face off. She turned her back to him, trying to put herself back together before they resumed their conversation. Once she felt like she was back in controls of herself, she turned around. "I'm sorry."

Joel said nothing. Instead, he leaned forward and took her thick lips in his. His tongue instantly came out and invaded her mouth, almost in a savage way. Fe couldn't stop him if she wanted to. His tongue felt so good in her mouth. It was something that she had thought about and dreamed about for weeks, since their fight began. Just being in the same room with her was enough to make her body respond but kissing him was like setting her clit on fire. It was one of the most exciting feelings she had ever had. But...there was something extra happening. Sure, she was starting to get hot, but now she felt almost feverish. Fe couldn't place her finger on it but the feelings she had coursing through her body were...nauseating?

Fe pushed Joel away from her and made a mad dash for the bathroom. Yep, her all day morning sickness had come back to take a vengeance.

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It was around 9:30 and Fe had finally fallen asleep in Joel's bed. After hurling her guts out in his bathroom, she had another fit and cried about how embarrassed she was that she "degraded his bathroom" like that. Joel didn't care. He was just happy that she was talking to him again. It took quite a while but finally he was able to calm her down and give her ginger tea, something he read in one of the books that would relieve her nausea. She sipped it slowly while he cooed over her body as she rested on his pillow, caressing her and murmuring comforting sayings. He looked down at her sleeping form and reveled in how he almost lost her. He promised himself he'd never do that again.

As he sat watching over her, still gently running his fingers through her hair, a trick he had learned that would put her to sleep when they were 10, his curiosity got the best of him and he just had to feel her stomach, his baby's resting place for almost 10 months. He lifted up her sweatshirt and placed his hand on her bare flesh. It felt hot and alive. Even though he knew that he wasn't going to feel a kick or a bump, he knew what was going on and it was awe-inspiring. He began moving his hand around, a tear forming in the corner of his eye. Then, as if by instinct, he leaned forward and kissed Fe on her soft, plump lips. Her lips pushed back just a little, but she didn't wake. All he could think about was how this marvelous girl was going to be the mother of several of his children.

"I see why you've been avoiding me. You're all hugged up on this bitch."

Joel froze and then he could feel his blood start boiling. Who the fuck was she to call his girl a bitch? He slowly pulled his hand out from underneath her top and rolled off the bed, careful not to wake her up. He stood in the middle of the room and faced the door, afraid that if he got too close that he would do something stupid. 

"So, is it true? Did you knock her up while we were together?"

Joel chuckled lightly and stepped towards her, causing Maggie to take several steps back. She had seen a dude this angry before, but never towards her sweet-looking face. Now, she was seeing what it was like to be on the end of that evil stare.

Joel continued to stare her down, making her back up until her back was pressed up against the wall across the hall from his room. When Joel cleared the door, he reached behind and closed the door. The hallway was completely dark, making everything seem more ominous than it should have been. Maggie really knew that there was going to be trouble now. A guy only did that when an ass-chewing was coming.

"Did you not get the hint when I stopped answering your first 200 calls and texts?" His voice came out low and menacing, a tone that even scared Joel. Maggie had been annoying before but now she was a thorn in his paw and he was determined to pluck it out.

Maggie could barely squeak/whisper out her answer. "I just thought that you owed me an explanation. You know, since we're together."

Joel closed his eyes and took a deep breath, like he was trying to swallow a big pill. Without bothering to open his eyes he replied, "We were never together. You were a pleasant and a half-decent conversation and that's it. Fe's my...."

"Your what? Your girl?" Maggie's anger at his last statement gave her false confidence, which quickly disappeared as she spoke her last words.

Joel looked at her, or rather through her. His bright green eyes looked like there were on fire and it scared her in a way that his voice hadn't, which was very hard to do. "She's the mother of my child and eventually she'll be my wife. I don't want anything else to do with you. Get out."

Joel was standing less than six inches away from her, so close that she could feel his breath on her face. Maggie wanted so badly to leave, tell him to go fuck himself and storm out of there but she couldn't. She literally felt frozen with fear. She couldn't believe someone that she had given not only her body but her heart to was talking to her like this. But in Joel's eyes, she was nothing to him at all. She wasn't even a casual acquaintance. She was just a body taking up space.

"Get out NOW!"

The last part came out a lot louder than Joel had intended but he didn't know how else to get it through to her that she needed to get out of his sight. Maggie finally got the hint and scurried away; looking behind her for fear that he might attack her from behind. Joel was breathing hard and staring at the spot where she stood, like he was in a hate-induced trance. It wasn't broken until he heard the front door slam. This girl got under his skin like no other, and not in a good way.

"Joel? Are you okay?"

The light from his room illuminated his back as Fe stood in the doorway. "What happened? Who was that?"

Joel counted to three and turned around; hoping that all signs of his anger had been erased from his face. They had.

"It was no one. Don't worry about it. Are you hungry?"

Fe stared at him for a few more seconds but when she didn't see any signs of trouble on his face, she smiled. "Actually, I'm starving."

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It was Thursday and Fe had been squirming in her seat for almost 20 minutes. She had gotten to class super early in case Clint was there so she could scan the thin audience and choose the best entrance in order to prevent being noticed. Luckily, this was the type of class where there were two doors in the front and two in the back. She seated herself closer to the back and in the corner right, giving her a vantage point to see everyone walking in even if they came from the back doors. She pulled her bright red hoodie over her head and lowered her face into her book, giving her an unassuming look. She looked at her watch. Only one more minute and she'd be home free. The lights would be dimmed and she'd be able to concentrate on class instead of her looming humiliation. She surveyed the filling class once again, making sure he hadn't slipped into the room undetected. He hadn't. Finally, Fe heard the voice she had been praying for all day. Her professor's voice streamed through the loudspeakers and the light went down. Fe sighed in relief, took off her hoodie and slipped down into her seat to begin taking notes.




Felicia Ch. 04



Her relief was short-lived when the voice that she had been dreading whispered in her ear, "Hey, Fe. What's up?"

Clint plopped down in the seat beside her and took up the dutiful task of taking his textbook and notebook out of his bag. Fe pretended like she hadn't heard his greeting and went back to copying the notes from the PowerPoint presentation, not even bothering to look in his direction. Once Clint was settled, he noticed that his buddy hadn't returned his greeting or even acknowledged that he was in the room. It was very unusual that any girl ignored him, much less a girl he barely knew. Was she still upset about Tuesday when he saw her book? Granted, he had replayed the scene in his head as many times as Fe had, trying to get past the looks of awkwardness and distress. But a couple of days had passed and he was over it. Was she? He shook his head clear of his thoughts and figured the only way to know was to ask her.

"So...are you still mad about the book from Tuesday? Look, I'm really sorry. I was just curious."

Fe's dark brown skin turned red, even if it wasn't visible. Why were guys always so blunt? "You're curious about what?" Fe asked back. She was careful to avoid the fact that although she wasn't mad that he read the title, she was still horribly embarrassed. 

"I was curious as what a beautiful girl like you likes to read."

Fe turned bright red again. He thought she was pretty? Not just pretty but beautiful. That was the nicest comment a near-stranger had ever given her. But, she had to nip it in the bud. Joel was her...

"Look, you're really nice and cute, but-"

"Thank you."

Clint's bright smile at her compliment almost made her brain turn to Jell-O. She had focus and tell him that although she wasn't officially taken, she was pregnant by her best friend in the whole world. But Clint began talking again before she could.

"I want to show you something."

Clint dug into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He began fiddling with it until he found what he was looking for. He smiled at the screen and then leaned over and showed Fe what he had been looking at. It was the picture of a cute little girl. She looked about 2 or 3 and she was wearing a bright yellow sundress with a bright pink flower in her hair. She was clearly mixed and her curly hair flew wildly around her head. There was something else Fe noticed. She had the same color eyes as Clint. Not just the color, but the flecks of gold that she had seen in Clint's eyes. Could it be? As if reading her thoughts Clint explained.

"This is my daughter, Maya. She 3 and she lives with her mom in Atlanta."

Fe stuttered on her words for a second before she finally whispered out, "She's beautiful."

Clint smiled that dimpled smile again, looked at the picture and put the phone back in his pocket. "She is, isn't she?"

Before Fe could ask him how I happened, Clint began speaking again. "We were 17 and seniors in high school. Alicia (Maya's mother) and I had been dating on and off since we were freshmen. She was always so ashamed of the fact that her friends teased her about liking white boys. They loved calling us "Oreo". The school we went to, out of about 900 students, there were only about five white kids in the whole school. But I loved her and didn't care what anyone thought. I just wanted to be with her. Our senior year, one night after a party she and I started messing around and we fucked-- "Clint looked at her and blushed a little. He hadn't meant to use such colorful language in front of Fe. Fe chuckled softly but said nothing. "We had sexual relations without a condom. I know it was stupid but we were kids and didn't know better. On Thanksgiving Day, she came over my house and told me her period was late. I told her she was overreacting even thought I was scared out of my mind too. The next day, we went to the pharmacy and bought at least three different pregnancy tests. Each and every one was positive. We didn't know what to do."

Fe sat back and listened to his plight. She was feeling the same way she felt then but knew their story had a happy ending. However, she let him continue with the story.

"We waited all the way until Christmas vacation to finally tell our parents. That was hard considering she was throwing up profusely every day and was starting to gain a little weight. When we told them, her dad screamed she was a slut, my mom cried, and my brother thought it was the funniest thing he had ever been a witness to. Once the initial shock and horror wore off, our families found a way to deal with it. The day Maya was born though; everyone forgot why they were even upset that Alicia had gotten pregnant. She was the most perfect little baby in the whole world and she was all ours."

Clint thought about the day of his daughter's birth and couldn't help but smile his gorgeous smile again. Fe didn't think she'd ever get tired of that sight. Then his face turned a little more serious. "Fortunately, she didn't have the baby until after graduation. But by then, everything had changed. I was still talking about going to college and making something out of myself so Maya could have a wonderful life. But Alicia felt that my time would be better spent getting a job and supporting her and the baby. That wasn't how I imagined spending the rest of my life, working a dead-end job to make ends meet. So, when Maya was only a couple of months old, we split up."

Fe could see his heart breaking again as he relived those days past and reached out and gently took his large hand in hers to give him some type of comfort. Clint snapped back to the present and looked down at their hands touching and then up to Fe's face. He felt an electric shock he hadn't felt in awhile.

"It hurt really badly then. I lost both of my girls at the same time. Granted, I try to see Maya every chance I get but it's not the same. The day when I saw your book, it brought back all those memories and I just know how complicated and difficult of a situation you're in. "

Their lips touched. Fe didn't know why but right then she had the almost magnetic urge to kiss his sweet lips. She was glad she did. Wrapped in the cloak of darkness, she and Clint were able to share a kiss that rivaled some of the sappiest movies. Clint slipped his pink tongue into her mouth and swirled it around hers, making her melt in her seat. Clint resisted the urge to reach up and touch something, knowing he'd be pressing his luck if he got out of hand. It was the best feeling he had had in a long time and he wanted it to last.

Unfortunately, the lights came up and the two of them were forced to break their union. They sat staring at each other for a few more seconds before finally packing all their things to leave. Fe stood to leave, knowing that he probably thought she was a slut for making out with him on only the second time they had met. She began to walk but then felt something holding her in place. Clint grabbed her wrist from behind, causing her to turn around. He slipped a sheet of paper in her hand and stood up himself. 

"When you want to be uncomplicated, even for a little while, give me a call." His voice came out in the same husky tone he used when they met just a couple of days ago, the voice the seemed to flow through her entire body.

He winked one of those beautiful grey eyes with flecks of gold in them and turned and walked away. Fe knew she was in trouble.



Felicia Ch. 05



Finally, Friday had come. Fe opened her eyes and squinted at the light streaming into her room. She yawned, stretched and looked over at her clock. It was almost 10:30 in the morning. She smiled at the presence of the new day, knowing that she had no classes to attend to and picked up her phone to look for any missed calls or text messages. She had three missed texts, all from Maxine rambling about how her mother was crazy because she had begun pestering Maxine about getting a boyfriend. It had been almost two years since the proudly single girl had had anyone to call her own and Maxine wanted it to stay that way for as long as possible. However, her mother had other ideas, setting Maxine up on blind dates with less than attractive and very weird guys, four in total. Although the stories were always humiliating, Fe loved hearing the craziness her mother would get her into. Maxine was never as amused as Fe.

As Fe sat back on her bed thinking about the last guy Maxine went out with who insisted on having her sniff him constantly throughout the date to make sure he didn't "smell weird", a knock came at the door. Fe climbed out of bed wearing nothing but a long t-shirt and boy short panties. She didn't bother to put on any pants as her roommate had spent the night somewhere else once again and there was only one person crazy enough to be at her door at this time of the morning unannounced.

"Good morning Joel."

Joel's bright green eyes lit up as he surveyed his half naked friend. Her chocolate legs looked amazing as they poured out from underneath the shirt and he couldn't wait to see her turned around to see how she looked from behind. "Good morning sunshine. I brought your books back."

Fe smiled and opened the door wider to allow him to come in. "Aw, thanks. You didn't have to do that. I was going to come and pick them up today."

Joel kissed her cheek lightly as he walked past her, sitting the box down next to her bed. "Well, looks like I've saved you a trip." 

Joel plopped himself on her bed, grabbing the remote off the cubbyhole that was connected to her bed and turn on the T.V. "Oh, Law and Order: SVU. I swear if it wasn't for this show, USA would have nothing to show."

Fe giggled softly and sat on the end of her bed, his feet a mere inches away from her leg. "Why are you here so early? Don't you have a class to be in?"

Joel shrugged, not taking his eyes off the T.V. "Yeah, my astronomy class. That woman could drone on forever about nothing. Luckily, she puts all her notes online so I only have to go to class for the tests. Best class I ever had. So, what do you say we go to lunch?"

Fe leaned back a little, her back resting up against the cubbyhole. "You know I can't eat this early in the morning." Joel sat up and pulled Fe towards him. "However, you could always watch me eat."

Fe pushed him away, laughing. "Oh, please Joel. Will you allow me to watch your stuff your face when I can't eat a bite?"

Joel laughed too, pulling her towards him again. He leaned over intending to plant a big one on her cheek but Fe moved her face and he ended up kissing her sweet tender lips. They stayed like that for a few seconds with Joel expecting Fe to push him away, blushing. Instead, she put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him forward, parting her lips as she did so. Joel gladly accepted the invitation and slid his tongue into her mouth, coaxing hers to come out and play. They were both in heaven. Joel swirled his tongue around in her mouth, tasting her spit. It tasted absolutely divine. 

Fe could feel the intensity of the kiss growing stronger. Joel's hands, which started wrapped around her back and sides, were now moving. He moved his left hand around and began rubbing her stomach slowly, moving his hand upwards ever so slowly. She wasn't pushing his hand away so he took that as a green flag to rub on her pert little tits. Just as he was about to put his hand down on her wonderful brown peaks, a knock interrupted their intense make-out session. They pulled away from one another in obvious disappointment and sexual frustration. Joel removed his arms from around Fe and attempted to quickly adjust himself before Fe opened the door for the intruder. She laughed and tried to straighten herself out too before she got off the bed reluctantly to answer the door. She looked through the peephole, which meant she had to stand on her tiptoes in order to do so. 

Joel wanted to laugh but this position gave him a prime view at her brown round globes which were slightly peaking from underneath the shirt. He tried to look away, knowing he would grab her from behind and fuck her right then and there if he kept staring. She came down and straightened her shirt as she pulled the door open only wide enough for her head to be seen.

Fe recognized the person as one of Kayla's many admirers. He reminded her of Rufus Sewell, the villain from A Knight's Tale except just a little cuter. However, he was one of those creepy guys that didn't understand the boundaries with a girl who had a boyfriend. The one thing that Fe did like about him is that if she came back to her room anytime after 8, he would immediately get up and leave without prompting or Fe having to give him a dirty look until he knew that she wanted peace in her prison of a dorm room. It was something that none of Kayla's other friends understood. "Hey what's up? Kayla's not here."

He nodded without saying a word and walked away as Fe closed the door. She locked it and turned to look at Joel, who was obviously desperately trying not to stare at her derriere. Fe chuckled softly. "Well, now that the moment is thoroughly ruined, I'm going to go take a shower."

She opened up her closet/locker door and stepped in front of it, knowing full well how badly Joel wanted to see her naked body. He finally got a peak when she bent over to pick up her towel that she hung on a little rack in her closet to dry. Her gorgeous brown ass showed itself to him and Joel thought he was going to cum in his pants right then. He only wished she was turned around a little more to get a glimpse at the wonderful opening between her thighs that he dreamt about.

"Now that you've gotten a look, can I go shower?"

His green eyes flashed with embarrassment and he chewed on his bottom lip. Fe laughed because she knew for the second time in 10 minutes she had caught him staring at her ass. She wrapped herself in her towel and took her toiletries as well as her clothes into the bathroom. She knew that if she came back and tried to get dressed in her room that she would end up being Joel's lunch that day.

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"Mm, you should try this lasagna. It is genius!"

Fe watched in horror, disgust, and intrigue as Joel gobbled down what she could only assume was food. The amount of food that he had on his plate was absolutely astounding and at that moment Fe could only guess that he had some type of tapeworm. Granted, he had always eaten that way but considering how thin he was, she couldn't imagine where he put it all. As she watched the whole scene in hilarity, she nibbled at her yogurt, apple and water. When Joel finally came up for air, Fe spoke.

"I scheduled a doctor's appointment for Tuesday afternoon around 3. Can you make it?"

Joel took a swig of his Coke to wash the remnants of his meal down his throat. "Yeah, I think so. I was supposed to meet up with Craig to talk about the Halloween party but we can meet up after."

"I'm kind of nervous. I haven't been to a gynecologist in about three years. It's so humiliating."

Joel chuckled. "I know. You've complained about it to me before. What did you call it last time? Oh, yeah. You said it was 'like riding a bike with stirrups and foreign invasion'. I thought I was going to die laughing. So, are they going to tell us what the sex of the baby is going to be?"

Fe looked away towards the huge glass windows. She didn't want Joel to see the tears forming in her eyes as she spoke. "I don't think they can tell this early. All babies pretty much look the same at this point."

Joel took another big bite of food. "How far along are you anyway?"

Fe shrugged and took another bite of her apple. When she was composed enough, she looked back at him. "I think maybe 7 or 8 weeks. I don't know. I know I'll find out on Tuesday."

A dead silence settled between them as Fe once again watched Joel inhale his food. This time, she wasn't thinking about how he resembled a Hoover vacuum but of something a lot more serious. When she finally gained the confidence to tell Joel something he was hoping to avoid talking about, she spoke. "So, um, you know I've been looking at adoption agencies. I found a couple that I think would be worth a look."

Joel said nothing. In fact, he stopped moving all together and in mid-shovel, he froze and looked up at her. He wasn't looking at her per se but rather through her. It was a look that Fe had seen before, but was never directed towards her. He reserved that look for people who had said something so stupid that he couldn't even speak. Now, she was getting the look and she knew she didn't like it. He finally realized that his mouth was still ajar with food falling out and he finally closed, chewed and swallowed the suddenly bitter-tasting food.

"I know you want us to raise the baby together, but I don't think we're ready. At least I know I'm not. I love you to death Joel, I love everything about you but that doesn't make us good parents. We've got so much ahead of us to take care of and I don't think we'll be able to it the way we want with a baby in the picture. I'll make sure we have an open-adoption so we'll always have contact with our baby. And maybe, years into the future, we'll be ready and we can have another baby and we'll be fantastic parents together."

Joel now looked away from Fe. He wanted this moment to melt away and for them to go back to the way they were five minutes ago. But that wasn't going to happen. And there was nothing he could say to make it so.

Although Fe knew the answer she had to ask. "Did you hear what I said?"

Joel replied coldly while pushing his plate away. "I heard you. What do you want me to do, give you a high-five?"

Fe was shocked by his sudden turn of emotions. "No, but I want to know what you think."

Joel stood up and began to walk away. "I think I lost my appetite. I'll see you later." 

Fe buried her face in her hands and began to cry.

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It was 4 in the afternoon as Fe settled in her bed to watch the Law and Order: SVU marathon. In fact, she had been posted there for almost four hours. After her heart-breaking lunch with Joel, she decided to resign herself to her room for the rest of the day and try not to stress out. She knew that high stress wasn't good for her or the baby and it seemed to be the only emotion that was consistent with Joel. After the opening credits were over, a commercial for cologne flashed across the screen and a man strongly resembling Clint came on the screen. Fe inadvertently began smiling to herself, the memories of their kiss shared the day before flooded back into her mind and she shuddered.

Fe began to feel remorse seeping into her bones. Wasn't she just angry at Joel for sleeping with someone else and here she was making out with a stranger. For some reason, the remorse didn't turn into hardcore guilt. She didn't know why but as naughty as she felt for kissing Clint, she didn't really feel guilty in any way. She sat up and picked up her jacket that hung from the chair at the desk behind her bed. She dug into the pocket until her hand reemerged with the scrap piece of paper with Clint's number scrawled across it. She sat back on her haunches as she thought about the last words he spoke to her. She stared at the number for a few more moments before she finally decided that she needed to feel uncomplicated.

Nervously, she picked up the phone and pushed the numbers. She took a deep breath and pushed the send button before she could psyche herself out. She put the phone up to her ear and heard Pleasure P "Under". Fe couldn't help but smile again. She had something he could go under on. After about 15 seconds, Fe figured he wasn't going to answer and was just about to hang up when she heard, "Hello?"

Her heart leapt in her chest and she couldn't speak. She suddenly felt like she was on a roller coaster and she was going down a steep drop. Her mouth felt dry and her palms sweaty when the voice said again, "Hello? Who is this?"

Her brain finally clicked out of autopilot and Fe spoke. "Hey Clint, it's me, Fe. I'm sorry was I disturbing you?"

Even though Fe couldn't see him she could feel a wide smile spread on that beautiful face of his. His voice relaxed and came back flowing into her ear a little deeper. "No, you're not disturbing anything. I'm just at my house relaxing. What are you up to?"

Fe sat back in her bed and broke out in yet another idiotic smile. "Not much, just watching TV."

"And you're thinking about me too, obviously."

Fe was taken aback by his boldness but found it refreshing. He was never rude or arrogant, just very sure of himself. It was something she adored about his personality, what little she knew about it. "Yeah, I guess so. Is that a bad thing?"

Clint chuckled and sent Goosebumps running up and down her spine. "Nope, that's not a bad thing at all. In fact, I was thinking about you too. What were you thinking about?"

Fe thought carefully for a moment, trying to think of something coy or cute to say. Instead, she just decided to be honest. "I wanted to know what you meant when you said you'd make things uncomplicated."

"I didn't mean it to be sexual or anything. I know you've got a lot going on with your pregnancy, school and everything and I know how stressed I was during those times. So, I figured I could help you out a little bit. I want to be the friend that you can say anything to without repercussions, without fear, without trepidation. I want to be the one person you can come to when you need to vent, when you have a bad day or want to share happy stories with. I want to be the friend that makes sense when nothing else does. I want to make you feel...uncomplicated. It's the least I could do."

Fe didn't think it was possible but her heart was beating more out of control now than it was when she finally decided to call him. Did he really just say that or was she dreaming? Either way, she liked where the conversation was going and wasn't ready for it to end. She didn't want to sound slutty so she asked as innocently as possible, "So, what were you thinking about?"

She could hear him shifting and moving the phone for one side to another before he spoke. "I was thinking about how pretty and funny you are. I don't think I've ever met a girl like you."

Fe felt herself blushing. Either he was a smooth-talker or he was one of the most forward people she had ever met. She decided it was a little bit of both. However, at that comment, she couldn't scrape off the smile that seemed like a permanent fixture on her face if she tried.

"That's honestly one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me. Thank you."

"Well, it's true. There's just something about you that draws me to you. You're not overly sexual but you're sexy and you're comfortable in your own skin. Most of the girls on this campus are only worried about how short and how tight they can get their clothes. But you're not like that. You're sexy without even trying to be, and that's a turn-on."

Fe thought she was going to melt into her bed. She was absolutely speechless at his confession. She had heard every come-on imaginable but she had never had someone (besides Joel) tell her that she was sexy without even trying. She could tell from his words that he wasn't just saying stuff to get into her pants. He was saying it because he truly believed it. She didn't know what to think or how to feel besides over the moon. Before she could mumble a humbled "thank you", Clint spoke again.

"I know this might sound a little forward but, would you like to come over tonight?"

Fe paused. She didn't know what to say. How could someone leave her so speechless so often? She had been quiet for so long that Clint had to ask "Are you still there?" in that low, guttural, sexy voice. She replied back weakly, "Yeah, I'm here."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound creepy or weird or anything. It's just my rowdy-ass roommates are going out tonight but I want to stay in. You want to do something like dinner and a movie?"

Fe tried not to reply back too eagerly but failed miserably. "I would love to come over. I bring dinner, you get the movie?"

Clint laughed softly at her rushed-but-not-trying-to-sound-desperate reply but he felt the same way. "That sounds perfect. Is 7 all right with you?"

"Seven is perfect. Where do you live?"

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Fe had checked herself over at least 30,000 times before leaving her room. She had changed from at least seven different outfits and five different pairs of shoes. She finally settled on a bohemian-colored maxi dress and golden gladiator shoes to go with her gold-colored toes. She had opted to wear her braids down and a simple bronzed cross necklace. She always thought she looked better with no makeup and many guys, including Clint, agreed with her assessment. Her soft brown eyes and full pouty lips complimented her short, petite frame and she was proud of it. She finally decided that she looked appropriate for the "occasion" and made moves to head out. It wasn't that big of a deal. They were just going to have pizza and a movie, at his place, alone. Her heart leapt every time she thought about it and either butterflies or the baby moved around in her stomach. She had to will herself not to think about the baby because if she did then she'd have to think about Joel and what this could potentially do to their relationship. But she wasn't going on a date-date. She was just hanging out with a male friend that she was sure Joel knew nothing about. She sighed at her reflection one more time before picking up her wallet, jacket and keys to leave.

She knocked on his door about ten until 7 with the extra large pizza, wings, and two-liter sprite in her arms. She didn't know how much he ate but figured if he was anything like Joel, he could eat his weight in food. She hadn't eaten much all day and by this time was starved as opposed to nauseated so the smell of the deluxe pepperoni pizza wafting through the box was invited.

She waited about another minute and was just about to knock again when the door flew open and Clint stood there, smiling. Fe couldn't help but marvel at how casual but still sexy he looked. He wore basketball shorts, her favorites because she got to see his toned, tanned calves. She didn't know why the sight of a man's muscled calves could easily make her weak at the knees. He wore a simple t-shirt on top that complimented the shorts and sneakers to match. Fe didn't know if it was just him or coupled with the pregnancy but she wanted to tear off every shred of clothing right then and there and claim him on his front doorstep. She had to shake her head to clear it of any impure thoughts otherwise she was going to soak right through her lacy panties.

"Wow, you look amazing. Come on in." He reached out his arms to take the food away from her. "You brought enough food to feed an army." They both laughed as she surrendered the cuisine to his muscular arms. She resisted the urge to run her hands over them and walked in behind him. This was going to be harder than she thought.

The apartment was nice and cozy. When they first entered the dining room was to the left with a galley kitchen connected to it. To the right was the living room, which was tastefully furnished with a chocolate loveseat and sofa set, a coffee table and a big screen TV which was set on a TV stand that was as low as the coffee table. There were also two side tables that matched the coffee table's color. She could see four doors off in the distance which she assumed were the bedroom doors. It was nice, something Fe hadn't expected. There was something else she hadn't expected. The curly-haired little girl sitting on the couch eating what looked like cheese puffs. She recognized the little girl from the picture. It was Clint's daughter, Maya. Clint noticed Fe staring at her and spoke up.




Felicia Ch. 05



"I'm sorry for the company. Maya's mother dropped her off about 20 minutes ago unexpectedly. Usually she gives me a heads up but apparently she and her boyfriend got into it so she just decided to wallow in self-pity for the weekend. You don't mind do you?"

Fe closed her mouth shut, even though she didn't realize it had fallen open. She was a little crushed that her night alone with Clint was no longer. But she reveled in the fact that he liked her enough to introduce her to his daughter. She smiled and nodded. Clint smiled back at her as he set the food on the dining room table.

"Maya come here. I want you to meet someone."

The shy toddler finally looked up from her snack and gave Fe a questioning look. She begrudgingly got up and came to hide behind her daddy's leg. It was cute. Fe knew the little girl wasn't going to make the first move so she had to. She bent down and extended her hand.

"Hi, I'm Fe. It's nice to meet you Maya."

Maya didn't make a move towards Fe. Fe giggled nervously and stood back up.

"I'm sorry. She's very shy around strangers. Maybe when she sees the pizza you brought for us she'll open up a little."

Fe smiled again at Maya, her grey gold-speckled eyes going over Fe suspiciously. Clint walked back into the kitchen, Maya still clinging to his leg. He came back out with paper plates, cups and a beer. He handed a plate and a cup to Fe and they each began piling slices of pizza and wings onto their plates. Clint laughed when Fe finally finished her platter. She had gotten four slices and at least six wings on the plate as well as a full cup of soda.

She chuckled nervously. "Sorry. I've barely eaten all day and this is the first time all day I haven't felt sick to my stomach."

Clint held up his hand. "Say no more. I understand. Eat to your heart's content. I like a girl who's not afraid to chow down."

He fixed a considerably smaller plate for Maya and himself and all three made their way to the living room. Clint and Fe each took a seat on opposite sides of the couch with Maya on the floor in the middle. The TV was already on so Clint changed it to the channel where the DVD player would work. He pressed a button and the title page of a DVD came up. It was for the movie "Up!" Clint blushed as he looked over at Fe to gauge her reaction. Fe's eyes lit up and she smiled.

"Oh, I've wanted to see this movie for a while! I went to six different stores when it came out on DVD and couldn't find it anywhere."

Clint gave her a curious look. Fe noticed him staring out the corner of her eye and turned nervously. "Sorry. I love cartoons. I've watched almost every Chowder and SpongeBob SquarePants episode there ever was."

He smiled back appreciatively. "Don't be sorry. I think that's cute. A lot of girls find cartoons childish and boring but since I've had Maya, I've had to learn to like them too."

She smiled, loving the fact that he didn't think she was weird for her love of cartoons. It was something Joel never understood. The three of them watched the movie in obvious interest and laughed heartily together. When it was over, it was nearing 9 o'clock. Clint turned the DVD player off and back to TV mode.

"All right Maya. It's time to go to bed. Your mom would have a fit if she knew that you were up this late."

The precocious toddler groaned in obvious dissatisfaction but relented, rubbing her eyes in exhaustion. As she walked back to Clint's bedroom, she did something Fe had not expected. She gave her a hug goodnight before scampering off to her abode for the evening. Clint smiled longingly at the scene, as he had never seen Maya hug anyone that wasn't a family member before. Fe felt a warming sensation inside and cherished the affection from her. She whispered "goodnight" at Maya's fleeting shadow. Clint came back a few minutes later, plopping himself down within inches of Fe.

"Usually it's a struggle but I guess she was so tired she was ready to go to bed." 

He leaned over and grabbed the remotes again pressing buttons so quickly Fe hardly got a chance to see what was happening on the screen. After a few minutes, another movie began. This one was obviously for adults. After the previews, a title flashed across the screen, We Own the Night. Fe settled back closely with Clint and the two watched the first few minutes in silence. Everything was fine until the sex scene between Eva Mendes and Joaquin Phoenix. Fe began shifting her weight. She began to feel herself getting moist and wanted the feeling to go away before Clint noticed. She was shifting her legs so much however, that Clint couldn't help but take note.

"Are you okay over there?"

Fe chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I'm fine."

He turned to her completely. "Are you sure? You seem to be moving an awful lot during the sex scene."

Fe blushed. "I just wasn't expecting it to be so...graphic."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. The first time I saw this I got a boner."

Fe giggled at his honesty. "I think I'm getting a girl boner right now."

She gasped and looked over at him. She hadn't meant to be so blunt but it came out unexpectedly. She finally got the courage to look Clint in the eyes. She expected him to look at her like she had grown a second head but instead he seemed intrigued. He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. Her lips instantly parted and allowed his tongue to enter. Her mind was swimming. This kiss was even better than the one in the classroom. His kiss was forceful without being overly aggressive. Fe matched his intensity back tenfold. She pushed back against him, laying her supple brown body against his hard tan one. His hands reached behind her and grabbed her ass, squeezing and caressing her. Fe was in heaven. Just then, her cell phone text message tone went off. She wanted to ignore it but something told her to read it. She reached in her jacket pocket, pulled out the phone and looked at the screen. It was a message from Joel that read, "I need to talk to you".

Fe pushed off of Clint and was out the door before he even knew what happened.

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Fe made the trek back to her room in silence. Not just because she walked back alone, but because her mind was silenced too. She either didn't or couldn't go over the day's events. It was as if the whole experience with Clint had made her numb. She liked him, a lot. What about Joel? What about their future? What about their baby? These were all questions she would have to spend the entire weekend figuring out. She made it to her floor and didn't know whether or not she was surprised to see Joel sitting on the floor next to the door. He was fiddling with his iPod touch, probably playing a game, and looked up immediately when he heard Fe approach. He hadn't been there long, only about 20 minutes which was around the time he texted her. He smiled weakly at her but her face was stone cold. It was as if seeing his face made her guilt turn into anger. Her mind snapped and she instantly went to "bitch mode".

"Whoa, you look nice. Were you out on a date with Max or something?

She rolled her eyes as she responded, ignoring his question. "What do you want? It's late, I'm tired and I'm ready to go to bed."

He began getting up as he spoke. "I know. I just wanted to apologize for earlier. That was really childish and rude of me to walk out. It's just a touchy subject for me and I didn't know how to handle it."

Fe stared at him hard. "You think this is easy for me? I think about this all day, every day. It's the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about at night. I've never been in a situation like this before and I have no idea what to do or what to expect. I need your help and support but I don't have time to baby you if every time the subject of adoption comes up, you bolt. You have the option to forget and walk away at any point in time and there's not a thing I can do to stop you. But I don't because it's growing inside of me."

Joel moved in closer to Fe. His voice lowered and came out in a half whisper. "Fe, you don't know how much I think about all of this. I don't just think about having this baby, I think about what we'll be afterwards. I would never, ever try to walk away from you, for any reason. I love you more than life itself and we'll make it through this."

Fe replied earnestly, "I hope so."

Joel green eyes softened and he bit his bottom lip. Fe found it so cute when he was nervous and lost for words. She wanted so badly to just hug him and tell him everything would be all right. But the truth was she didn't know if everything would be all right. She couldn't try to sell him something if she didn't believe it herself. But seeing his face did make her "bitch switch" finally turned off and she felt bad. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his soft pink lips lightly.

"Good night. Call me in the morning."

She expected Joel to back away with his goofy smile. Instead, he pressed even closer until her back was against the door and he was only a couple of inches away. He leaned down and kissed her hot little lips again, this time more aggressively and needy. Fe went back at him just as hard. She missed this. Even though it had only happened a few times, it was like no one else. He snaked his tongue in her mouth and twirled it around hers. It was absolutely delicious. He kissed her so hard it felt like he was going to suck her lips off. Fe loved every second of it. Joel wanted her in a way that she had always hoped he'd want her and it was everything she ever wished for and more. He reached up and squeezed her tits hard through her dress, groping and squeezing it. At that point, Fe broke off the kiss.

"Let's go inside where it's private."

Joel chuckled softly. "Yeah, I want to get in your privates."

Fe giggled and pulled the handsome man into her room. When he was in, she closed and locked the door and turned on her lamp on her bed's cubbyhole. She turned and gave Joel an "I'm going to fuck you blind" look and he knew it was on. Fortunately in these dorms, there was an extra deadbolt above the regular lock that could only be used from the inside. Maybe after the construction was finished they felt a little extra protection against roommates walking in on each other during intimate moments might come in handy. Fe was very glad at that moment it did, even though she was almost positive that she wouldn't be seeing Kayla anytime that night. They each began a frantic attempt to remove their clothing, throwing clothes all over the room. When they were finally done, they both stopped to admire each other's nakedness. It was something that neither of them had ever done before. 

Fe gazed at Joel long and hard. His dark brown, almost black hair set off his green eyes in a way she'd never seen before. His long eye lashes were something Fe often teased him about but was really one of the things she loved about him most because it made his face stand out even more. His cute pink lips formed the perfect pout that made her want to kiss him all the time. His boyish yet masculine face was enough to make even the most faithful girl stop and stare. His long, lean physique was truly breathtaking. He wasn't a muscle-head like a lot of the jackasses he hung around. He was fit and cut in a way that, as oddly as it sounded, fit his personality. He wasn't built to be "Billy Badass" but just enough to make him never want to back down in a fight. His legs were truly incredible. Being an avid lacrosse player in high school and now a recreational one in college had given him the toned, firm legs that Fe was in love with. His cock was truly a work of art. He didn't have a tree trunk between his legs, but a nice thick piece of man-meat that made Fe howl in pleasure. In its fully hard state, the cock was nice and veined, turning a slight red color as if to let you know that it was at its peak. Fe stood back and took all of him in and could only use one word to describe him: beautiful.

He marveled at how her petite form was so well-composed. She had soft brown eyes with just a hint of a slant that always portrayed her feelings even if her words didn't. She had a pretty bow mouth with lips that were thick but not gross in any way. Her breasts were nothing huge, maybe a B-cup, but he knew that would all change soon. Her dark chocolate nipples were one of his favorite parts of hers. He had known several girls, Maggie included, who had decent-sized breasts but overly huge areolas and nipples. Fe's were about the size of a quarter and top off with Hersey kiss peaks. Her stomach was still flat, which made him even more in awe of the life she was carrying inside of her. She had always been short and skinny, but still curvaceous. It was a physical characteristic that he had seen in very few girls and on Fe, it looked immaculate. Her hair, which was naturally wavy, was usually kept in braids because she felt like it was less fuss that way. Natural or in braids, he still loved the way she looked. Her pussy, which she had been shaving since she was a sophomore in high school, was still as smooth and as delectable as he had remembered. Her hips, thighs, and ass were things men often talked and fantasized about. Her hips flared out nicely to flow down into her thick thighs and her healthy calves. Her ass was nice and bubbly, although she complained about the stretch marks that had begun to form when her womanly body developed many years ago. She was truly a sight to behold, and she was there, all for him.

They came together again, this time more softly and gentle. Joel didn't want to just fuck her and make her scream her head off. He wanted to make love to her and let her know how he truly felt about her. She wasn't like any of the other girls he had wasted his time on. She was Fe, his Fe, and he wanted to claim every part of her. 

He began kissing down her body, stopping and sucking on the sweet spots on her neck. He was careful not to leave a hickey because he knew she would kill him. He used just enough force and pressure to make her juices come rolling out of her pussy and down her thighs. He was careful not to touch her with anything but his mouth. He wanted to save his hands for exploring her later but right now the only sensation he wanted was how she tasted on his lips. It was divine. He continued his journey downward, kissing, licking, and nibbling all over her hot brown nipples. He drew the hot little buds into his mouth one-by-one making Fe groan loudly and she held his head harder against her chest. She wanted so badly to throw him down and fuck him crazy but she knew he wanted to take his time and savor her. For that, she truly loved him. 

He continued tasting the hot flesh of her breasts until he couldn't stand it anymore. He had to taste her chocolate, pink center. He sat her down on her bed and pulled her ass to the edge, spreading her legs wide. He looked deeply into her eyes, their gaze intermingling. They said "I love you" without saying a word as Joel lowered his head. As soon as his lips touched her sex, it was over. Fe began bucking and moaning loudly, calling Joel's and God's name until they formed one word. Over and over her hips rolled as the orgasm that had started earlier in the day was now released. Joel didn't back off one bit. Instead, he kept at her even harder, pulling her slick folds into his lips and suckling on them. He purposely avoided rubbing against that special bump because that was going to be his finale. His lips and tongue darted anywhere and everywhere inside and out, her juices running down his face. Fe moaned, groaned, screamed, and practically cried as Joel made love to her with his mouth. She was on the edge again and needed him to make her go over. She reached down to touch it and bring the relief she had been craving but Joel grabbed her hands and held them down to her sides. She tried pushing her body up so his nose could press her love button and send her into orbit but he kept backing away, keeping her at bay. After more coercing and pleading, Joel finally took pity on her and sucked her hot, throbbing clit into his mouth. He had never let her come down fully from her last orgasm so this one was incredible. He pulled the sweet pink into his mouth and sucked and tongued it like a man possessed. 

It was over. Fe came so hard that she didn't even scream. All she could do was push her hips up to his lips as hard as she could and let him suck her into oblivion. Stars, bombs, grenades, everything went off in her head. It was as if something inside of her had burst and the flood gates were open. Joel back away and let her come back down to earth gently, otherwise she would've drowned him in her juices. That's the happiest way he could think of dying. When she finally came down, she was breathing so hard, Joel thought she was going to pass out. She finally took deep breaths and came back to reality; sweet, blissful reality. She stared down at him long and hard as he licked her juices off of his face. She never knew she could love someone like this before but here he was and she couldn't love him anymore if she tried.

She tasted so incredible his cock was leaking precum. He stared up to see her half-closed yet satisfied eyes staring down at him. He never knew he could satisfy her like that. He got up on his knees and again pulled her ass to the edge of the bed, positioning his cock with her opening. He leaned over and kissed her hard as he pushed himself inside of her tight walls. He began moving back and forth very slowly, knowing her pussy was still sensitive from the mind-blowing orgasm she had just received. He moved so slowly that Fe thought he was never going to bottom out as he sucked her thick lips into his mouth. They did the tongue dance for quite awhile until Joel finally came up for air. Fe whispered, "I love you" and Joel took that as the signal. 

He plunged in and out of her hot little brown body, invading her with his white pole. It was more than either of them could've ever wanted and more. Over and over, in and out, Joel brought orgasm after orgasm ripping through the young girl's body. After about the 6th time, he couldn't hold back anymore and shoved his way into her once more before unloading his hot white seed deep inside of her love canal. Fe screamed as another orgasm ripped through her tender and spent body. Joel captured her lips in his again.

"I love you Felicia. I love you more than you know."

"I love you too Clint." 



Felicia Ch. 06



Fe froze. Every single muscle in her little body stopped. Fe hoped so badly that Joel hadn't heard what she said but she knew that it was impossible that he hadn't. Plus, the way he had frozen inside of her let her know that her prayer for this whole mess to fade away would never happen. After a few tense seconds, Fe expected Joel to back out and away from her. Instead, he pushed himself in even further, trapping her between him and the bed.

"What did you just say?"

She didn't want to look up. Every fiber of her being wanted to continue staring at his chest because she didn't want to look into his eyes and see the emotions his lips just spoke. But her head betrayed her heart and it turned upwards anyway. His green eyes were burning brightly with the fire of 1,000 burning suns. He was not just angry, he was furious. Fe wanted to speak, but her lips felt dry and her heart had stopped. Everything was so surreal.

"I said, 'What did you just say?'"

"I-I-I-"

"Who...is...Clint?" 

When she continued to fail to answer the question, he pushed in even further, his cock going to a point that he had never touched before. It seemed his cock was reacting to his fury because it stayed hard as a rock, helping him in his quest to get the truth out of Fe. Fe winced at the pain and intense invasion, putting her hand on his stomach to try to convince him to pull out. His pressure was causing her back, stomach, and neck to all cramp up.

"Please Joel, you're hurting me."

He didn't move a muscle. Fe tried another tactic instead.

"You're hurting the baby."

The glow in his eyes seemed to dim a little at the word "baby" and he finally pulled out. Fe felt a little relief that he wasn't impaling her anymore but she still wasn't out of the woods. He kneeled at the side of her bed, his eyes fixed on her.

"I asked you a question. Who is he?"

Fe stuttered but couldn't get the courage to say anything. Instead, she chose to look down at where their parts were previously joined, hoping the moment would go away. Finally, after a couple of minutes, Joel knew he wasn't going to pry an answer out of her, at least right now. He quickly dressed and left without another word. Although he wanted so badly to just storm out, slamming the door behind him he also knew how the door shutting reverberated up and down the halls. Fe's dorm was one of the few on campus that had a curfew and where visitors weren't allowed after midnight. He just closed the door behind him and after taking a couple of shallow, shaky breaths outside her door, he started the walk home.

All Fe could do was bury her face in her pillow and sob. How could she be so stupid?

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Fe wandered around the almost empty Wal-Mart a little less then aimlessly, her cart only holding two out of the 30 items on her list. It was nearly midnight and the cries and whines of children and moans and groans of frustrated parents had faded into the night. The only other people that seemed to share her enthusiasm for trolling the Superstore were couples who couldn't keep their hands off of each other and frazzled moms and dads rushing into the dairy section to get the milk and specific types of juice that they had forgotten on their list on their earlier shopping trips but couldn't wait until the next morning to get. Their stained and worn clothing betrayed their lines of profession and what they were willing to put up with to keep their household running. Fe's heart went out to them.

She looked at her list again for the 1,000th time and sighed. This was one of the last places on Earth where she wanted to be. She had wandered in almost an hour previously and had managed to accomplish very little. It's not that she didn't know where everything she needed was. She had been in at least 40 different Wal-Marts in different counties and states. Even if the configurations were a little different they were all basically the same. She could've been in, out and gotten on with her life in 30 minutes. But she couldn't bear the thought of going back to her room by herself, with only her thoughts to keep her company.

Every time she closed her eyes, she could see the sad and lost look on Joel's face. She had broken more than his heart, she had broken him. It was never something she had encountered before and she didn't know what to do or how to make it better. All of her previous "relationships", except one, had ended pretty amicably with no hurt feelings to worry about. This wasn't the case. This wasn't even so much of a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. It was a friendship that the both of them had let go too far and now there was no way they could pull away and start all over. She was having his baby, whether or not they raised it together, and the first for either of them at that. Even if they could come to an agreement about how to take care of their child, where would that leave them? She just wanted Joel back, her best friend in the whole world. The lies, the arguing, the lack of communication and the semblance of infidelity had just about killed any chance of that happening. How could they let one night ruin everything they had?

She tried to push the dark thoughts out of her mind. Not just because it made her feel guilty, but the whole situation clutched her heart so tightly that at times she felt like she couldn't breathe. She slowly made her way down one aisle and then another, her mind finally quieting down. She was relieved that she had come so late because even if she didn't want to be alone in her small room, the quietness in the busy store actually gave her comfort. Her comfort was about to be shattered.

It was Halloween night and the mad dash for beer, wine, and other "adult beverages" had pretty much died down. Wal-Mart, like many stores in Georgia, stopped selling alcohol at 11:45, but most people had gotten their supplies by 10, just to make sure. Everyone, that is, except for ill-prepared college students who came barreling down the beer aisle at 11:30 in a last-minute rush.

"Figures," Fe thought bitterly and continued her aimless saunter down the aisle, looking at the 30 different types of popcorn that she didn't even know existed. Even under the shredded pieces of linen, "cleverly designed" costumes and 10 lbs of makeup that adorned the partiers' faces and bodies (including one incredibly buff man dressed as a Hooter's Girl), she still recognized them as members of the Cherries and Bears. Six idiots in all stood around giggling and talking as they quickly decided on their poison of chose but two stood out in particular.

Only a few feet away stood Joel and Maggie, with Joel standing there looking bored as Maggie was talking his ear off. He nodded and smiled in all the right places but Fe could tell that he was more interested in the lack of beer selection than the wealth of useless information Maggie was feeding him. She took in the sight of him, all of him and could see that he didn't look well. He was going to the party as a doctor and Maggie was a slutty referee. His eyes were red and she could tell that he hadn't shaved. He looked as tired and worn as Fe felt. Fe could feel her heart tightening in her chest. It had only been a day since the incident and she wasn't ready to see or speak to him, especially not with her around. Fe wanted to hurriedly turn and walk away but in her flurry of movements, she accidentally slammed the cart into the shelf, causing everyone to stop talking and look at her. She caught Joel's eyes and acknowledgment filled his eyes that she knew that he was going to the party with Maggie. He immediately pushed Maggie to the side and began to approach Fe.

Fe abandoned the cart and immediately and turned a walked away, leaving a smug Maggie and confused party goers in her wake. The veins in Fe's head started pumping and her heart started pounding in her chest. She began feeling light-headed and finally let go of the breath that she didn't even know that she had been holding. Every part of her felt weak and worn but her legs wouldn't stop. For a short pregnant girl, she could move. And all she wanted to do was make it to her car and go home.

She felt the tears flowing freely down her face and she moved even quicker, determined not to have a full breakdown in front of strangers. As quickly as she wiped them away, they came down in multiples. It got so bad that she could hardly see. She finally made it to the parking lot and through the sea of tears, tried to find her car. She pressed the "open" button and saw the blurry flashing of lights and walked as quickly as she could towards it. She breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to open the car door and drive away from this miserable night when a tan hand came from behind her and closed it again. Fe paused for a moment. She knew who it was but didn't have the courage or strength to face him, so she decided to speak with her back to him, her voice choked with sobs.

"What do you want? Please, just let me go home."

"Fe, we need to have a serious talk, and we need to have it soon. You running from our problems isn't going to fix them."

"I'm not running, I'm just –"

"You're just what? Going for a light jog? We could've settled this the other day but you sat there like a deaf-mute. I'm just as scared and as hurt as you and you didn't even have the decency to give me a clue as to what the fuck is going on. I'm not just some guy you messed you that you can blow off. We're having a kid together and we can barely handle ourselves much less all this extra shit!"

"Take your hand off my car and let me go," Fe replied coolly, her voice no longer racked with sobs but more of a pathetic cry. 

"I'm not going anywhere until you talk to me. Please, just turn around."

Fe didn't make a move to turn around at all, or even give the slightest inclination that she heard him. Joel couldn't handle talking to the back of her head anymore. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her around so suddenly, Fe had no chance to stop him. Her sad and tear-streaked face came face-to-face with his tired one. 

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" His raised voice scared the both of them so much that Fe immediately stopped crying. His bright green eyes seemed to be glowing in the brightly lit parking lot making him look even more ominous. She stared at him wide-eyed in fear, knowing that he wouldn't do anything physically to hurt her but the edge in his voice didn't do much to assuage the thought that maybe he was at his breaking point.

"I asked you a question and I want you to tell me right now face-to-face. Who is Clint and what does he mean to you?"

"Clint was a guy in my class. We are – were – just friends. The other day I went to his house to hang out, and we ended up kissing."

As soon as those words slipped from her lips, Fe could see Joel's face contort in a mixture of pain and anger. She expected him to say or do more but he didn't. She figured he knew the moment was tense enough without him adding a biting remark or look. After a couple of seconds of silence, he spoke in a very low, even tone, barely above a whisper.

"Did you fuck?"

"What?! No!" Fe pulled from his grasp, disgusted that he would think that of her.

"I'm sorry, I just had to ask. I mean you said you kissed him. I don't know how far or how deep it went."

"We kissed. That was deep enough."

The whole time he was speaking to her, he looked her straight in the eye. Now, he looked down at the ground.

"Do you love him?"

Fe took his chin and lifted his head up so he was looking her in the eyes again. "No, not even close. I like him a little, but only as a friend. It was a Freudian slip, I didn't mean it. I don't love anyone like I love you, you know that."

"Do I?"

Fe was taken aback by the question. He knew how much she loved him, didn't he? She was about to respond when a loud burst of whoops, laughs and hollers came from behind them. 

"Hey Ass Face, you ready to go?" 

Fe didn't recognize the voice but she knew it was his idiotic friends getting ready to pile back into the car and go drink themselves stupid at the party. Joel didn't look up at the voices, or even at Fe. Instead he continued to look down at his feet, different emotions evading every part of his body. Suddenly a shadow poured over them. Fe looked over and saw an obviously pissed Maggie staring them down.

"Ugh, are you coming or not?"

"I'm coming. Give me a second," Joel said softly.

Maggie continued standing there with her arms crossed with a sour look on her face, her heels clicking loudly on the pavement as she tapped her foot impatiently. She opened her mouth to say something to Joel again when he spoke softly again, but this time with an edge so hard it almost came out as a growl.

"I said give me a minute. Can't you see I'm talking to someone important?" At the word "important" Maggie's face softened to the point Fe thought she was going to cry before she walked away defeated. She would've laughed if it wasn't for the fact that she and Joel were having such a serious talk. Joel waited until the annoyance was far away before her spoke to Fe, this time actually looking her in her eyes.

"Look, I've got to go. I drove and I'm the only person sober enough to take them back safely. I'll call you later, okay?"

Fe nodded but didn't bother to open her mouth. As much as she wanted him to stay with her, she didn't want to hear about the accident his chucklehead friends might get into in the 10 minute drive back to the party. She let out a defeated sigh and turned around to get back in her car when she felt his hand grab her waist. He kissed the back of her neck softly before turning around and walking back to his car, unlocking it as he went so everyone could climb in. Maggie was the last to get in, making sure to throw Fe a dirty look before slamming the door shut. Fe sighed once again, got in her car, and drove back to her empty dorm room.

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I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone

Yeah, I hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone

And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for

I know things have changed

Know I used to be around more

But you should 

Miss me a little when I'm gone

I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone

The Drake/Lil Wayne song blared over the speakers as couples all over the house danced provocatively to the suggestive and expletive lyrics. Joel stood back in a far corner in the kitchen as groups of people talked, flirted, and made out all around him. He wanted so badly to leave and be with Fe but this was the biggest party of the year and he was required to attend. Girl after girl passed him, noting the depressed look he had on his face and the fact that he was so withdrawn from everyone. A couple had stopped and tried to talk to him, but he shut them down almost as soon as they had opened their mouths. That didn't stop him from downing almost 8 beers in less than two hours. He picked up his 9th cup and was about to slam it down when a zombie doctor came out of nowhere and grabbed Joel in a friendly headlock that turned into a noogie, causing him to drop and spill his libation on the floor.

"Joel, you little shit, what the fuck are you doing? There are bitches all over the place throwing themselves at you and you're just standing in the corner like a fucking loser. Get out there and get you some pussy!"

A few people in the room laughed as Joel struggled to get the undead idiot off of him. It was Brad, one of his best friends in the fraternity and a purveyor of the female species. Brad had bragged about sleeping with almost every sister, both new and old, in the Cherries and he was slowly making his way through some of the smaller sororities and clubs on campus. In short, he was a man-whore. Something Joel could never imagine himself being. He was very easy on the eyes, standing around 6'1 with sandy blond hair and hazel eyes. He had an incredible smile and was incredibly charming. He had tried to squeeze himself in between Fe's legs more than once but she made it known, in a more than unkind fashion that she was not interested in whatever he was swinging. Or whatever diseases he was carrying. Whenever Brad made it a point to try to hit on Fe, Joel made it clear that she wasn't one to be messed with. And the threat of getting his head bashed in by Joel finally drove that point home and he finally left her alone.

"I'm not really in the mood for "bitches". I've got things on my mind," Joel said laughing, finally pushing Brad off of him.

Brad replied laughing, "I know what I'd like to have on my mind, and my dick, that little hot red head Bridgette over there. She's been asking what's up with you all night. I told her you were gay but she's not buying it." Brad pointed out a cute red head in another room as she chatted with her girlfriend. Joel had to admit that she was a looker, but she was just another girl compared to Fe.

Joel shook his head, "That's cool man, you can have her. I've got other shit to worry about."

"Oh, yeah, I heard you finally got some of that chocolate tail. But dude, really? You couldn't have used a condom? That's rule number one: always wear a condom. Now you're stuck with that."

"I'm not "stuck" you dickhead. That's my best friend." Joel shrugged away from Brad and gulped down another beer.

Brad let out a boisterous laugh and slapped Joel on the back, almost making him choke on his drink. "Yeah, whatever dude. But you know, you're not married, so feel free to try out other wares. And please, wrap it up."

Joel shook his head and walked out of the kitchen and onto the back porch. He needed to get both air and away from Brad before he socked him in the face. He leaned over the railing, staring up at the dark sky. The moon was new so it was almost completely pitch black outside sans the porch light. Even if the lonely darkness, he felt more comfortable being there than inside. He was buzzed but in no way drunk from all the beers he had slammed. His mind was way too cloudy with important thoughts to allow him to get fully inebriated. The only thing he wanted more was to go back to Fe's room and bury himself inside of her and forget about everything. He was tired of fighting and tired of being angry. He just wanted his girl and for his girl to want him. More than anything, he wanted her to want their baby and let them be the family that they were meant to be. It would be hard, but they could make it work. Couldn't they?

As the thoughts rushed through his mind, a pale hand came out from behind him and placed itself on top of his, freaking him out. He pulled his hand away just as the owner of the mystery hand made itself visible. 

"Joel, baby, what are you doing out here?" Maggie slurred her words heavily, swaying back and forth to the music streaming out of the house.

He groaned audibly. "What do you want Maggie? And stop calling me your "baby" because that's the last thing I will ever be to you."

Maggie ignored his dig, continuing the conversation in the way that she wanted it to go. "Why did you pick Fe, huh? I would have gladly carried your baby and I want to be your wife. You're the most perfect guy for me. Why can't you see that? I mean, why else did you invite me to the party or to go with you to the store to get the beer."

"First of all, I didn't invite just you. I invited all of your sorority sisters. You just so happened to open the door when I stopped by. Secondly, you got in the car with everyone when Jake screamed beer run. I just didn't have the heart to tell you to get out. We're not a good fit, we never will be. Fe is the girl I've wanted from day one and you just happened to be a good distraction. Why can't you see that?" She made a small squeaking noise and stared at him glass-eyed and heavily intoxicated, tears forming at the ridge, threatening to spill over. As much as he disliked her, he knew that she deserved someone that wanted her as much as she wanted them. And he was not that guy.




Felicia Ch. 06



"C'mon, let me take you home." He looped her arm around his neck to keep her up on her feet and steady enough so that he didn't have to carry her all the way home. She took that as a pass and swung all the way around so her other arm was around his neck too. Before he had a chance to react, she pressed her lips on his; igniting his fury and her lust in one move. He pushed her away and was about to let her have it when suddenly Maggie bent forward and began puking her guts out. Joel backed up, but not in time to miss all of her splatter. He stood there in disgust and rage until she emptied herself out, unable to move out of surprise.

She looked up coyly and smiled weakly, "Sorry, baby. You mad at me?"

He glared at her, wanting so badly to yell and scream about how disgusting she was but instead he did the only thing he could do: he hopped over the porch railing without saying a word and walked home.

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Joel walked into his bathroom and turned on the water to as hot as he could stand it, hoping to scrub the night off of him. He couldn't believe that nasty girl throw up all over him. If he didn't know that it was impossible, he'd think he'd caught something from her that couldn't easily be gotten rid of. He cursed himself for ever getting involved with her in the first place. He just saw her as an easy lay because he knew that he and Fe weren't like that, at least not yet. Now, he had a stalker that just wouldn't let go. It was disturbing. He hopped in the shower and cleaned himself thoroughly, putting his costume into a bag so he could chuck it in the dumpster as soon as he was done showering.

He finally felt sanitized enough and stepped out of the shower, wrapping himself in his towel and padding off to him room. He changed put on boxers, pajama bottoms, a wife beater and slipped on his sneakers to go throw away his skank juice soaked clothes. He ran out the door in a hurry, wanting so badly to just get in bed and sleep off the rest of the horrible night. He threw the garbage away and went back up to his floor, surprised to see that he had a visitor waiting for him when he got back.

"I hope you don't mind. I just didn't want to be by myself tonight. I know you're mad at me but you're the only person I could think of being with right now." 

Fe stood in front of him in her micro fleece Tinkerbelle pajama bottoms and a long sleeve shirt with flip flops. She looked vulnerable and sad, but still with a hint of sexy. She looked down at his feet, not really having the courage to look him in the eyes.

He smiled. "Of course I don't mind. I would rather you be here with me too." He unlocked his door and held it open so that she could walk in, failing to not stare at her ass as she walked in front of him.

She walked into his room and made it to his bed and lay down without even turning on the lights. It was pretty dark in the room but she had been in there so many times she had basically memorized the placement of everything. Joel was impressed as he walked right in behind her, closing and locking his door as he went in. He knew that more than likely nothing was going to happen sexually between them for awhile but by instinct, he locked it to keep any wanderers from sneaking in.

He lay beside her, both of them laying on their backs staring up at the ceiling in complete silence. After about 10 minutes, Fe finally broke it, wanting so badly to end the awkwardness between the two of them.

"So...how was the party? Did you have fun? I thought it was going to go on kind of late."

"It was just a party. It would've been a lot better if you were there." Fe blushed at the compliment and relaxed a little more, knowing that he wasn't nearly as mad at her as she thought.

He continued, "It sucked enough and I wanted to leave but then I had an unfortunate incident that made sure I left. How'd you know I was home?"

"I kind of went there looking for you. Brad told me that Maggie came in crying saying that you abandoned her on the porch in her puke. I'm guessing that was the incident."

Joel chuckled softly, "Yeah, it was. So let me get this straight. You went looking for me, in that?"

Fe sat up slightly. "Yeah, I did. What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"Nothing at all baby. You look beautiful. It's just, you always tell me how embarrassed you get when people see you in your Tinkerbelle's."

She blushed again. "Thanks. Honestly, when I was looking for you, that thought didn't even come to mind. I just missed you."

She lay back down and they laid in silence again for a few minutes, this time with Joel breaking the silence. 

"I missed you too. And I forgive you. When I fucked up, you forgave me. I don't want to be a hypocrite and stay pissed at you forever. You made a mistake, apologized and I want us to move past it."

Fe lay still for a few moments before she leaned over and kissed him hard on the lips, catching him by surprise. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, instantly making him hard. Damn, he had it bad. They made out intensely for a couple of minutes before they finally had to come up for air. As Fe hovered over him, he felt a drop of liquid hit his cheek and roll down. Fe was crying.

"Thank you baby and I'll never do it again. I never want anything to come in between us."

Joel leaned up and kissed her again, pulling her down to his chest to rest.

"I know you won't. But if you want, you can show me just how sorry you really are." She gave him a light slap on his chest as she relaxed against him completely.

"You never know. I might have to take you up on that." They fell into a sound sleep.

The soft light from the parking lot streamed into the room as Joel slowly started waking up. A warm hand encased his bare cock, stroking it softly, stopping every once in awhile to spread his precum over his length as lube. He thought for a second that he was dreaming but the wider he opened his eyes, the more real and incredible the feeling become. She had pulled his bottoms down just enough to pull his cock and balls out to play. As he woke up, his cock got harder and bigger, with more cream seeping out of the head. When he thought it couldn't get any better, he felt a warm, wet sensation pull him in. Fe was sucking his cock for the first time. She pulled her lips up and down, making sure to protect her teeth. If he didn't know any better he would've thought that she was an expert. 

Her mouth felt so warm, so pure. Her spit felt hot and alive as she took him deeper and deeper down his throat. She swirled her tongue around the head as she cupped his full balls. Joel couldn't pretend like he was asleep anymore. He stopped her long enough to take off his shirt and bottoms, wanting to feel her feel him completely. When he was naked, she went back to work, wanting nothing more than to have him in her month again. He pushed his hips up towards her lips, moaning her name softly. She took that as encouragement and went faster, not just sucking him but slurping him into her mouth. It was nothing like he had ever felt before. His hips moved faster, wanting to get deeper into her hot waiting mouth. Fe opened her mouth wider, laid her tongue flat and allowed him to guide his cock in as far as she could take it. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the feel of her give him pure ecstasy. He tried to calm down, wanting the feeling running from his cock to his toes back up to last. But she was good, very good, and she had a mission to taste his hot cream.

She bobbed her head up and down, alternating between bathing his cock and balls with her tongue and using her whole mouth to please him. He bucked and jerked his hips, knowing he wouldn't last long in her glorious mouth. He wrapped his fingers around in her hair, guiding her up and down, careful not to choke her. She gladly accepted his help, using her free hands to rub and squeeze his balls as well as stroke the cum out of him. He rolled his eyes back in his head and felt nirvana coming. This was hands down the best blowjob he had ever gotten. Not just because it was Fe, but because he knew she wasn't doing it out of any pretenses or in hopes of getting anything back in return. She was doing it because she wanted to, because she wanted him. He removed his hands from her hair, giving her free range of what to wanted to do to him. She responded by moving faster and harder, stroking him even harder as she went. He could feel it building. He wanted to badly to cum in her mouth, but he felt like it would be disrespectful.

"Fe, baby, stop please. You're going to making me cum in your mouth."

Without missing a beat she stopped for a second to say, "That's the point."

He floated straight to heaven as he felt as his frustration, love and lust for her flow out of his cock and into her mouth. He tried to be quiet, not wanting to wake up his roommates but he knew that if they were getting head this incredible, they wouldn't be able to keep quiet either. He grunted and groaned as he emptied himself in her waiting mouth, listening as she slurped up his love juice. Damn, she was a trooper. She licked and sucked, cleaning him up, taking his tender cock back into his mouth until the sensations were so great, he had to pull her away. His legs twitched as the orgasm finally faded out and his heart rate finally started slowly down. She got up and went to the bathroom without saying a word as Joel floated back down from his orgasmic high. He heard the sound of water running and then gargling and spitting before Fe finally walked back into the room. She closed the door behind her and went to sit on the edge of the bed, wrapping something warm and wet around his cock.

"Please baby, you're going to kill me."

Fe laughed softly, "I just want to clean you up. You don't want to go back to sleep covered in cum and my spit."

"Who says?"

She hurriedly finished her task, not wanting to injure his sore dick and threw the washcloth in the direction of his closet.

He pulled her up into his arms in a tight embrace, taking her plump full lips and kissing her more deeply that he ever had before. He sucked and nibbled on her lips and tongue, doing a forbidden dance. The rolled around until Joel was on top of her, pulling her bottoms off and her top up, wanting nothing more than to ravage her. His cock was sore from the orgasm he had just experienced but fucking her was more important to him right then breathing.

As he stripped her of her clothes she asked, "Did I do good?"

He paused for a second and she saw his wicked smile and piercing eyes. "You tell me." He plunged deep inside of her, taking his girl.