1 comments/ 24252 views/ 0 favorites The Truth of My Spring Break Ch. 01 By: Jenna_In_Dreamland Note: This story is true (names have been changed). I tried to reform... but it's no use. To paraphrase Mae West... Good girls may go to heaven, but bad girls go everywhere! Kenna stretched as she got off of the plane. First class or not, air travel was a pain in the ass. Kenna chuckled as she slowly began to regain feeling in that specific portion of her anatomy. Shouldering her bag, she nearly ran through the terminal in her eagerness to feel the warm California sun on her skin. Home! Well, not according to the post office. According to them her home was that large, echoing house in rural Colorado. Kenna knew better, this was the home of her heart. Kennedy Beth Carellos had been born here, and had never belonged anywhere else. She quickly made her way to the parked 2005 Mustang that waited for her in the lot, and gave thanks to the Goddess for her father. He had arranged this week of bliss, knowing that she needed a break from school before it broke her. Not that school was difficult... it was just frustrating. Kenna's clear blue eyes sparkled as she lowered the top on the mustang and cranked up the radio. The car drove smoothly along familiar streets, accelerating with a power that almost made her regret her decision to avoid the freeway. Almost... the 405 would be a mess, especially on a Friday afternoon. The parking structure of the apartment complex required a key card and a pass code. Rolling her eyes at the fortress-like security, Kenna regretfully parked the car and headed for apartment J120. The Newport Beach complex was gorgeous. Everything was surrounded by greenery, the colors seeming brighter after the Colorado winter. The apartment was small, but luxurious. Perfect! Kenna sat down to make some calls. There were people to see places to go, and trouble to get into. ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~` Kenna's long auburn hair swirled around her as she danced to the throbbing beat of the music. The club was packed. The pounding music, flashing lights, video screens, and the crushing press of people had turned the club into a scene of chaos. Kenna loved it. She loved the hard driving rhythms of the music, the sweet taste of the apple martini in her hand, and especially the scenes on the video screens. Medea dancing to Hecate from Jason and the Argonauts, an odd choice... that somehow worked. Kenna doubted if anyone else recognized the symbolism. The air was filled with sex; sweaty bodies pressed tightly together, the moans that punctuated the DJ's beats, the fog machines producing a smoky atmosphere. Kenna downed her drink and walked up to her cousin. "Hey Elle, want a refill?" Elle smirked and held up her empty glass. "You read my mind!" Kenna grabbed the glass and headed back into the crush of people, slowly sliding between bodies to make her way to the bar. Beads of sweat dripped down her chest, gliding over milky white skin to disappear beneath skintight black silk. Her fair skin glowed under the strobe lights, accentuated by dark clothing and a light dusting of glitter. Her perfectly proportioned hips, hugged lightly by low-rise button-fly jeans, moved gracefully in time with the beat as she slid smoothly up to the bar. It was a night for the body, a night of pleasure untouched by reason. Kenna ordered two more apple martinis, and two shots of tequila. There would be time enough in the morning to think about consequences. ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~` Kenna pulled herself forcefully out of bed at the sound of the ringing phone. Sleep darkened her voice to a husky whisper as she answered. The shock of the voice that greeted her brought her fully awake in seconds. Sure, she had spoken to him since she had left. Long conversations over the Internet that ended awkwardly. The breakup had been brutal, but she had refused to let it ruin their friendship. His voice still had the power to clutch at her heart, even after almost two years of telling herself that she was over it. Now he wanted to see her, and she couldn't tell him not to come. She twisted a lock of hair around her fingers as she hung up the phone. There wasn't a lot of time to prepare herself... he (and his new girlfriend) would be at her doorstep in about an hour. She chewed on her bottom lip as she turned the hot water on in the shower. "What have I gotten myself into this time?" she asked her reflection as she stepped into the steaming water. Her reflection, as usual, declined to answer. As Kenna lathered her hair her mind replayed the last time she had seen him. He had been trying to get her to stay after she had found him in bed with another woman, not just any other woman... but a close friend of hers. She wouldn't listen to him, knew that if she stayed for just one moment longer than it took for her to pack her things that she would break down into tears. She had shoved everything into her car and left, instinctively running to the only man that she knew that she could trust... her father. Shaking her head to clear it, Kenna grabbed the sponge and began to lather lavender soap onto her skin. Despite her intentions, memories began to wash over her as she slowly caressed her body. Her hands moved gently over her breasts as her breath quickened, her mind lost in thoughts of remembered passions. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as she remembered the way his tongue moved against her throat as he gently nipped at her skin. Her eyelids fluttered as one hand moved down her stomach to gently dip between her thighs. She remembered his fingers, strong and insistent as they explored her. She could almost feel his breath on her ear, and hear the soft words that he had spoken. Her fingers moved frantically as she imagined him filling her, pressing her up against the wall and driving into her until she went mad with the intensity of it. Her eyes opened wide, and she screamed as waves of energy moved through her. Panting, she rinsed herself in the now chilly water and stepped out of the shower. It was going to be an interesting afternoon. The Truth of My Spring Break Ch. 02 Kenna jumped as the doorbell rang. Was she really ready for this? She squared her shoulders and checked herself in the mirror one last time. Perfect... short tight jean skirt, tiny black tank top, bed rumpled hair. She took a deep breath and pulled the door open. She could do this, this wasn't that hard. Take it one moment at a time. As their eyes locked it was as if they had never been apart. There stood Billy in his old ripped up jeans and t-shirt. Looking like he had stepped out of the pages of an Anne Rice novel with his long black hair and seductive eyes. She heard someone clearing their throat and the trance was broken. Looking down she saw a plain girl, standing to the side and slightly behind Billy. Her eyes ran up and down, taking inventory. The girl was short... maybe five two, and chubby. She wasn't ugly really, just uninspired. Her face was round, her eyes were brown... dark kind of curly hair pulled back. She was wearing jeans and a hooded sweatshirt, and Kenna was amazed that anyone would dress so fully for a California summer. The girl was shifting back and forth from one foot to the other, obviously uncomfortable. Kenna bit the inside of her cheek and thought to herself "Here goes nothing " She motioned for the two of them to enter the apartment and take a seat on the couch. With a confident smile that she didn't really feel she asked "Would either of you like something to drink?" Billy shook his head and the girl just looked at the floor. "Hey babes," Billie said as he relaxed back into the couch, "This is Lindy." Kenna smiled and said everything that was polite but she could tell that the girl wasn't comfortable. Hell, who could blame her. I mean here she is meeting the girl who he was prepared to spend the rest of his life with and they've been together for like three months. As things progressed they just got more awkward. The girl was obviously pissed, and her passive aggressive bullshit was starting to give Kenna headache. Couldn't this girl just come out and say it already. It was obvious that she didn't fit. Billy and Kenna knew each other too well. They shard private jokes, they could speak to each other without voicing a word. Of course Lindy didn't fit. I mean what is three months compared to three years? Even the radio was conspiring against her, playing all of their old songs. Lindy finally spoke up, shocking the hell out of Kenna. "She speaks Who knew?" Kenna snickered to herself. Looking so painfully uncomfortable that putting her out of her misery almost seemed justified Lindy whispered "I feel like the third wheel on a date." Kenna and Billy both tried to make her more comfortable. Billy let go of Kenna's hand and put his arm around Lindy, and Kenna attempted to be nice by telling her that it was only old friendship and that it just took time to get to know people this well. By the time three hours had passed Lindy had to leave for work and she did not look at all happy about leaving Billy alone with Kenna. She offered to call in sick, but Billy assured her that Kenna would take care of him. Kenna shook her head at his choice of words but didn't say anything. After Lindy had left for work Kenna suggesting driving around and looking at some of their old haunts. They drove around talking for hours and ended up at an office building. The building was never locked and they had started out using the bathrooms at night when they were out with their friends and didn't want to drive too far. After discovering that the place was never locked and always empty at night they had started using the bathrooms for something more ummm... involved. As it turned out Kenna needed to get rid of the 44 oz Dr. Pepper she had drank, and so they snuck into the building and up to the third floor. Kenna wasn't looking for anything else... she honestly just had to pee... but the memories were all around her. Being there with Billy made it seem as if they had never broken up, as if they had never been apart. Their connection was as strong as ever. When they reached the bathrooms they didn't speak. They just looked at each other, and as the bathroom door closed behind them their lips locked. Clothes were thrown everywhere as their tongues dueled. It felt so good, so right, to be there with him... to be holding him.... kissing him. In that moment nothing and noone else existed. They were alone in the world, touching and tasting each other. He pushed her down onto the floor and as he came down on top of her she wrapped her legs around him. Her arms went up over her head, hands flat against the wall to brace her body. Their eyes locked as he slid into her and groaned. She threw her head back and began to pump her hips. The entire room went out of focus. They were the only two people on earth, the only thing that mattered was how good she felt. She reached out with her tongue to lick the sweat off of his neck, and her entire body arched off of the floor. She exploded, tightening around him in spasms. She heard him moan once, twice... and then he went still inside of her. Kenna opened her eyes to see Billy holding his body about an inch above hers. He slowly slid out of her as he sat up and pulled her up with him. Their eyes locked for a moment, and in that moment she knew. This was it... this was all they had for now. She wasn't going back. He wouldn't leave. Their lives were separate now. Kenna stood all the way up and began to get dressed. She laughed when she saw the mess he had made of her hair and did her best to straiten it with her fingers. He groaned when he felt the wet spot on his jeans. This had happened, they couldn't take it back. Kenna didn't honestly know if she wanted to take it back. Now, well now it was time for damage control. They made their way down to the parking lot and leaned up against the car. Kenna lit up a smoke and Billy joined her. As they stood there in silence a familiar car drove by. "SHIT!" Billy whispered. "Did you see that?" "Yeah," Kenna said back, "just relax... she probably didn't notice us and even if she did... well it isn't as if we are still naked." They both heard the screech of brakes. Kenna rolled her eyes and got ready to face the dragon.