Jacob's ladder Jones here again.

We've finally come to the end of the high up school route for my formerly younger self.

I'll skip the witty banter and let's eat up this.

The concluding week of senior high school schoolhouse. Here it was.

A clustering of exam and lots of survey time. The school became a specter Town to the educatee that did show up to eat up their heads in Word of God. I even went to shoal to study just to avoid the pleasure of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer park.

And then those were over.

Then it was grade on that final Friday.

It seemed so phantasmagoric when the ceremonial occasion actually came. All the faces I knew, all the supporter, all the acquaintance. I felt like I'd see them on school Monday, but I also knew I might not end up seeing none of them ever again.

The three of us ; my tomboy respectable Quaker Faith and busty tyke pal promise wanted to go up and flash the crowd when we got our diploma. We even made sure we were complete naked under our gowns. In the end though, we couldn't do it. We all knew without saying that we had to do this right.

promise was, to no one's surprisal, the year valedictory speaker. Yes, I was miss super pop class chair and cheerleader master. But Bob Hope was a freaking rocket scientist mad genius under her unwritten fixation.

I cant remember what for the life of me what she said, just that it was reassuring. I was too busy reflecting on this present moment. How proud I was of my acquaintance. Of all my friends. How I was once an elite embarkation school daughter who wouldn't daring talking to such freaks like her and Faith, but now I couldn't imagine any other place on earth I'd rather be.

When it was all over and the applause died down we made our way through the crowd getting hug and sad good goodby by some people who weren't coming to the promenade tomorrow. Even Angie Brollet gave me a heartfelt hug. Six month she was a heartless bitch whom I hated with all my heart, now I was sad to see her go.

mammy was so gallant of me she was crying. She had come in her Sunday overnice with Marcus and she just kept gushing all over me. Being the teen missy I was embarrassed but I later understood it all too well.

I was the first fair sex in our bloodline to graduate high schooling in three coevals. Plus, I was going to university future year.

"I just can't believe I've helped resurrect such a perfective tense girl ”, Momma gushed between tears.

"I had the best example ”, I hugged her back.


We didn't party hearty that night as I had to go over net details for the following night.

Prom Night.

This was it. The in conclusion dark of my being a mellow school girl. The dark many woman never get over, or never stop regretting.

It had to be perfect.

It was going to be an Arabian Nox. Partly my salute to our boys out fighting in Desert Storm. Some of them were barely older than me. Some of them never got a opportunity to pin a bouquet to a girl. almost were just trying to make sure as shooting they didn't come home in a bag.

With my crazy agenda I had passed on nigh of the final details to Faith and Hope during those live on two calendar week. And now it was all coming to fruition.

mommy spared no disbursement on my dress either. She spent two week wages peeling at the Zebra Club to pay for it. It was a source of pride for her that I was the only teenager in the county that was going to her promenade in hand tailored clothes designer dress.

It was stunning too.Thick red silks and a low cut bodice. Sleeveless with a white velvet inlay. Blue shorttail weasel cuts in the skirt. I was the sulfurous American flag. The gloves were darling too ; laced up to the elbow in white leather.

mum even gave me her golden heart locket that she wore all the fourth dimension and gave it to me. Handing it down. Her Momma gave it to her when she was of age, and her Momma before her. inside was the two of us. I still wear it to this day.

Marcus even bough me infield earrings as my alumna present. They were worth a fortune. I still have them and convey them out for fancy occasion over 20 age later.

Chet came and picked me for the prom. In a limo. His dad's limousine to boot.

God he was so handsome. A perfectly cut black tuxedo that filled showed the cleared bound of his hefty shape. For the for the first time time since that dark in the car when he became my cuckold I actually wanted to fuck him. But I decided he had to still wait.

He pinned a lovely rose corsage delicately to me, his hands were shaking and my breast were such a big target in the low cut dress I was just glad there wasn't an impalement. mummy gushed some more and Marcus snapped some word-painting of us together before scooting us out.

The limo device driver was none early than George II ; Chet's dad and my dom. He even wore the light-headed chaffeur cap.

"Once around the park James, and no dawdling ”, Chet said snobbishly snapping his fingers at his Dad.

I howled at this.

We played kissy face delicately while George drove us to the gym. Chet was so astounded at how stunning I was in my dress and hair done to the nines ( thanks to Patti, for punk rock rock tribade she sure knew how to make a girl pretty ) and couldn't go on his eyes of my cleavage. He didn't like the gloves, I was almost miffed, but he had his rationality as I would learn at the end of the night.

The school gym had been transformed. It was straight out of Ali Baba or Aladdin or any of the 1001 night, it was breath pickings. Pinarets sweeping to the cap, wafting sand dune hill that seemed to be just in the space but were merely bet on drib. gong and wind chimes giving the touch of the exotic. The slug table was taken over by samovar's serving puncher. full moon metal dinner trays with exotic meats and fruits.

Even the band was Persian. They played top 40 on regular equipment, then out came the sitars and flutes for traditional Arabian music

This must sustain cost a destiny. I didn't remember authorizing any of this ! It should let been bum cut outs, the James Usher in brassy sheikh costumes, and a bunch of shish kebabs. Where the inferno did this come from ?

I was quickly the belle of the ball. Everyone gushed over how beautiful I was and yes it went straight to my head. I was lost in a sea of light source and beauty.

But for me, the real prize were my dear friends religion and hope

organized religion was eternally individual and Bob Hope swore to never love another man again ( What a barbarian ). I assumed they would be coming hen to tonight's dance. They weren't even going to come until I begged and pleaded for days and they finally broke down.

They came as each other's date.

Bob Hope was resplendent in all black-market with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her pilus was loose and wilderness to her shoulder joint and she wore a lacing see through veil over her face in a tarty Arabian style.

Faith on the former hand…was in a black tie. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny pitch-black chick to match her sharp blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.

organized religion was the"boy"and Hope came in with her hired hand resting on the redheads arm. It was unbelievable and every head turned to them. They even slow danced with each former, Faith of track taking the lead. You have to remember this simply didn't happen in Texas twenty years ago, this was going to be the talk of the town for months.

Despite all their spat and fighting, despite how dynamically polar opposite they were of each early. They were the low ace to descend running to fight down the early. My Henry Clay Frick and frack. My Abott and Costello. My sisters.

I eventually pulled away long enough to go gab with my two amigas.

"You two are awesome ”, I said giving them big hugs.

"That's to be expected with me ”, trust joked,"Freak female child here has to crop it"

"Just because you have a fake putz doesn't mean value I'm going to put out at the end of the night ”, Hope joked back to her date.

"How the hell did we afford all this ? Is the school closing down ? ”, I asked surpised

"Yeah, we were meaning to verbalise to you about that,"organized religion said fidgeting

"What do you mean ? ”, I said beginning to worry about that tell tale polarity of religion

"You see, you kinda have to ummm…pay for it ”, religious belief said turning a bit red

"WHAT ? ”, I barked loudly sufficiency that straits turned.

Faith backed up as I curled my fists and advanced as she slunk away.

"Little help here freaky ! ”, faith implored Hope

Leslie Townes Hope stepped up between us.

"Not financially ”, hope said soothingly putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Ohhhh on my back, that's just fucking great ”, I growled some more trying to prevent my whole tone down.

"It's not that bad ”, Faith tried assuring

"Zip it Pippi Long-Stockings !"I snapped at her. She hated it when I called her that.

Which wasn't really fair and I regretted it the moment it came out. Faith could serve up it out but she couldn't address it from her friends, alien yes, but not us. She was always incredibly deeply naturally tan despite eing a redhead, and her hair's-breadth was more corresponding Little Orphan Annie's. She always thought she was descended from the Apache and just caught all their cistron in this lifetime.

"I'm sorry ”, I breathed out right away the anger disappearing.

"It's cool, I kinda had that one coming ”, she said giving me a hug.

Awesome chick.

‘ Alright, explain how this isn't bad ”, I said now fully calm, The terpsichore went on behind us having lost their fleeting interest.

"Better yet, take after me ”, Hope said beckoning in a fingerless gloved.

We exited the gym and wandered down the antechamber of the darkened shoal. It was always weird seeing this position at dark. Like we were walking in another public, that this was the Twilight zone rumination of a high schooling. No wonder so many horror motion picture are in mellow schoolhouse at night ; it's a different world.

We came to the boiler suite and let ourselves inside. Old Tyrone lived in here in an apartment in the back. He had been here forever, farther back then anyone knew. It was a tiny place, two elbow room ; a toilet and his living room/bedroom/kitchen. The alone window being a small one in the bathroom.

We knocked on the threshold and heard him scream out"Come on in girls"

Old Tyrone was buck defenseless and squatting over the prostrate descriptor of our frailty lead. She was tied spreading eagled and naked to his bed. Tyrone was shoving a truly massive dick in and out of her mouthpiece. He was nearly Beeder kinda big. For an old coot he was pretty goodness shape if on the skinny side.

I had to let in, it had been a year since Old Tyrone had last shoved his dick down my pharynx in our"detention"sessions with vice principal sum Gordon. I had always wondered what it would be like in my pussy.

"Just in clip ladies, I was getting bored with this silly cows piss pitiable blowjobs ”, Tyron said pulling his dick out of her mouth and smacking her across the grimace with it a couple times.

Her response was incredible though, she kept trying to reach out with for it with her oral cavity. She had gone from being his kept woman to being his Bitch. It was pretty awesome.

"Faith, you go out and watch that threshold ”, Tyrone told her

"What ? Theres nonentity going to come ”, Faith miff indignantly

"Don't you back babble me missy, you git out there on the doubly ”, Tyrone said sternly

organized religion huffed but relented"amercement, whatever"

I had never seen Faith back down so quickly. But I had also never seen Tyrone act like an overbearing grownup to anyone either. He was just the sweet old man that lived at the school.

Tyrone came over and shook my hired hand and gave it a snog. I kinda flushed at this. This old man was a goody. Even naked he was pretending to be courtly.

"miss Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I asked you here because I wanted to steady down a issue of payment for tonight ”, he said succinctly.

"Oh don't you worry Tyrone, I'll gladly suck you and know you blind for how you're treating the Dragon Lady"

All three of us laughed at this, and I began to unlace my mitt. That's when Old Tyrone stopped me.

"No no missy Charity, I wanted you to know that digging that money out of my retirement stock was my way of paying you for all you've done."

I looked at him curiously"For all I've done ?"

"misfire charity, I've been at this school since it opened 45 days ago. I retire in 3 calendar month. I have seen bookman come and students go. Your Momma went here and your Grandmomma went here, it fact she was the hottest piece I had for nearly 20 years."

That should have been creepy-crawly, but based on my sex life it seemed almost predictable. So I laughed.

He continued.

"I've been here through wars and integration, through protests and way too many Presidents. And it has always remained a rock 'n' roll in a storm. But there was also a meanness. An ugliness that stayed too"

We were rapt. This was the heart of the school.

"My people. colour people. Always been treated like methamphetamine in this town. The anger. The figting…. The beloved lost ”, he said looking away the door for moment.

"I thought it was going to go on forever, and that mean old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always stay underneath despite what that cattleman in the White River House says ”.

He cleared his pharynx

"Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, babe. It's no conjunction that you three found each former. I'm not talking build and blood. The Maker made your Momma and Poppa give you the names to find each early in this pocket-sized box of His creation."

He put his mitt on my shoulders softly and looked me deep in the eye

"And you missy have saved this townspeople. I don't say that lightly. When you walk down the street together you three are the image of harmony.I aint seen nada like it. People that hate each other put aside their feuds around you girls. masses are lost line up comforter in your smile. Black men and white men utter about you as you pass. Did you know there has not been one single gabardine on black or pitch blackness on blanched crime in this Town since you three met ?"

That was the strangest affair. There had been an editorial about how hate crime had all but evaporated for the last two years in our Ithiel Town. That was kinda spooky.

"And you, young lady charity. You have been the one that binded them. You got something in you girl. A spark. Something that brings comfortableness. That brings happiness. And I aint just talking the sex. You bring out the expert in everyone around you. You are called brotherly love, and your Polemonium caeruleum of inwardness spreads out to everyone around you"

He was tearing up at this point and his earnestness was making me feel like choking up a bit too.

"And that's why I paid for tonight outta my nest egg. That was my payment to you. thank you girl, and God bless you !"

Old Tyrone then hugged me close and I was overwhelmed by his kindness. Everyone always told me how pretty I was, or how fun I was or how commove I was. With the exception of my mum and my sister, I had never heard how"good"I was.

I wiped back a snag as he stepped away. He then turned to hope

"Now you girl, I don't get all this stuff and nonsense dooey dressin up like a lamia shit you do. You are the gentlest creature I have seen in class. The sweetest and the kindest. Don't you think for a minute that Tyrone doesn't know about those tramp kitten you've been raising behind the shop classes. Who the heck did you think built them that cat home plate"

Hope actually turned red at being outed as a sweetheart.

"Or how abouts when you went out and gave out all them blankets to the veteran in the car park come winter. Some of them are my friends. They still talk about the dark Angel that brings them soup every night from November to December.And I see you when you go read to the sunburn victim from all them fancy books you got. You see the iniquity in the mankind so you pretend to be dour too. But you listen here girl, you are a light ! You give the weak, the hungry, the pitiable a reason to keep going"

He smiled at her as Hope seemed lost in what he was saying.

"In myopic girl,"Tyrone said putting his hand on her shoulder,"you give them Hope."

The goth girl was stunned too and sat down on a electric chair at the kitchen nook. This old man read us like a book and had turned to pages we had never read before.

"You going to make trust cry like this too ? ”, I tried joking yesteryear bust of joy

"No, my word of honor to her need to be private ”, he said wistfully.

"O.K. amercement, but you are so getting a blowjob for this ”, I laughed

"To hell with the blowjob, I'm fucking him silly ”, promise mumbled still reeling.

The three of us laughed at this.

"Well, I aint gon na argue with a duo ladies ”, Tyrone smiled as his tool began to turn again.

I knelt know lifting up my annulus so it wouldn't get too dirty even on the carpet and Bob Hope was beside me in a flash. She lifted her veil and just dived in. Even an epiphany wouldn't stop an oral addict like her.

promise and I sucked on the old opprobrious man's vast cock in earnest. No, to say that would belittle it. We worshipped his genus Phallus. He had made us feel 10 substructure tall, so we returned the favour. Our tongues and mouths found every inch of his might beast. promise would gag as she tried taking him down her throat, then I would do the same.

My make up was probably running from my eye like a racoon at this distributor point but I couldn't commit a diddley. Sucking this huge dick was my complete creation. I flicked out my lingua and juggled his expectant balls whilst Bob Hope made sick gagging sounds as she tried shoving his cock down her throat.

"Alright, screw this, we need to get fucked ”, I said pulling away.

"Me inaugural ”, Hope said jumping up and heading to the bed.

She crawled up onto the bed and straddled the frailty Principlas face and face the wall. She put her manus on it to stabilize herself. I walked over and flipped up her wench. Like me, the tramper wasn't wearing panties.

"Lick it bitch, lube me up ”. Leslie Townes Hope instructed the Dragon peeress and squatted down on her face.

VP Gordon made gasping and slurping sound as she obediently licked out Hopes cooze. The full-bosomed peasant girl would grate into her face then move away for a instant so that the VP could pass off then grind again. After a duad hour she signalled she was ready.

Tyrone got up behind her steadily and slipped his big dick into the girl a third his age. She groaned as his big meat penetrated her.

The Dragn Lady would thumb her natural language up as Old Tyrone's clump would slap against her nerve. Tyrone began to seriously recondite pecker Hope. Soon his orb were slapping heavily up against the teen girls ass. Gordon gave her best and flicked at her clit too while she could.

I was standing by watching, I pulled up my skirt and fingered my self as my gal pal got fucked silly. There was something really nasty and hot about seeing grampa and the schooltime girl. In that way I took after Hope, she liked it the tight the ameliorate. And so did I.

He fucked her for a beneficial 15 minutes before he started groaning.Hope implored him to stop, she didn't want any cum dripping onto her dress. Silly young woman. Like the the gentleman he was, Tyrone slowed down and pulled out.

Hope staggered over to me still wobbly in the leg and tagged out with me.

I crawled up on the bed and assumed the Saami situation. Tyrone was stroking his big hawkshaw and waiting for me to get lubed up by frailty Principal Gordon's knife. Instead I decided to use up it a step further.

I actually pun around facing Tyrone and shoved my asshole in her face instead.

"Eat it bitch ! ”, I commanded her.

She clearly did not want that. I had no intent on getting laid or anal tonight. So I hadn't exactly prepared. Yeah, I had a big campaign earlier ( yeah, you needed to know that ) but I was definitely not clean as a daisy. Gordon tried thrashing her mind away.

"I said eat it ! ! ! ! ”, I barked and sat on her face.

And by sat on her face, I mean sat on her face. I put my trunk weight on her. She was twitching and struggling as she buried in my big rhythm buttcheeks. I sat there for probably 20 sec before I squatted up.

"Eat it bitch, or I see if you can go 4 minutes"

That did it. I felt the Nazi Bitch's knife slip up into my ass. I love getting rimmed by girls, when I'm cleaned that is. Making the womanhood who made my life pit eat out my nasty ass was even better.

I had her spit probe my shitter for a good4 or 5 instant. She would gag and shinny but then I would originate to get down my ass back onto her and she would comply. When I felt wet enough and informal enough, I turned around, still squatting on her face. This time she got my pussy.

Hope flipped up my dress and held it up. I tried getting adhesive friction against the wall, but my boxing glove were too slippery so I bit through the laces and yanked them off. Well there goes a one hundred bucks. But getting fucked in the ass by a wise old man with a monster cock was worth the damage of admission.

Tyrone spit on his pecker and smutty kick Hope spittle on my arsehole and we were off to the raceway. Tyrone pushed that fat thing in my backdoor ever so slowly. God it was Brobdingnagian. He just ept pushing and stretching me wide. I bit my lip to intercept from whimpering.

Tyrone would spit on his cock for more lubricator and so would hope, eventually I had half his dick up my ass and I didn't think it would go any further. Luckily neither did her, so he just fucked my ass for all that he could get in at this point.

He started slow and built up a pacing. Every driving force seemed to stretch me wider and push me more into the bed. respectable affair Gordon was there to drub my clit or I thought I might pass out. Soon Tyrone had a steady strong round pounding into me half way. It was great.

There would be no more anal sex this weekend after this monster tore me apart but it was Charles Frederick Worth it. Combined with the button licking and suck, my spunk being stretched in my ass I was soon cumming up a storm.I whimpered through each one of them as this dirty old black man fucked my hit tight teen ass.

Tyrone fucked me silly for a good XX minutes as I came two more times from his anal assulat. Soon he was grunting and groaning and trying to pick up the yard. He was going to blow soon.

"No, no, await ”, I said being my turn not wanting to completely ruin my super-dress,"pull out, rip out"

Tyrone sighed and slowly extricated himself from where he was lodged in me. Christ, it was like giving birth to an oak Tree. Yup, my ass was ruined for the weekend, we're talking dangerous stool softeners from the chemist's ( you did want all the nasty details ).


I laid down on side of Gordon and Leslie Townes Hope followed suit on the other. I think the nazi beef was just sword lily we weren't suffocating her in cunt any Thomas More and made soft mewing sounds.

"Cum on her faces ”, Hope said getting the lead

"And our tits"I said pulling the top down and letting the mighty bazonga sis free.

Leslie Townes Hope did the same and soon Tyrone was stroking his big meat in our leash of faces. We opened our mouths all-encompassing and wiggled our spit. I squeezed my tits as he double fisted what had to be nearly a food of peak night meat.

Tyrone let out a vast groan and livid volleys of goo splashed across our faces. It was a big one too. Sputer after spirt came out and we waved across like a firehose. nigh of what I got went on my cheek and chin and between my dope. Hope got some in her mouth. Gordon got up her nose, in her mouth and in her eye.

Ha !

Tyrone then fed his stopcock smelling of my nasty ass into the Dragon peeress's mouth. He really shoved in and made her fair his dick up well. She was choking and glurking, but that just encourage her.

I got up and decided it should be fourth dimension to plunk for to the dancing, we had been gone for just over half an hour at this point. I stuffed my slef in and tried straightening up. Leslie Townes Hope wiped her cum off and licked my face clean. But the cum had already dribbled down my dope and there was a cumstain resting between my cleavage.

"They'll think it's sweat ”, Leslie Townes Hope assured me.

"I hope so ”, I going into his bathroom and looking in the mirror.

Yup. racoon middle. Smeared lipstick, mussed hair. A mess.

"Fuck it ”, I said

I washed the rest of my seduce up off my face in a few seconds since half of it was gone already, and took my hair out of its perfectly cifed braids and hindquarters. There, now I looked like Texas daughter. natural state gear up, and titty as big as the res publica. And Hope was right the stain wasn't too bad.

I wandered back and Tyrone was zipping up and three a blanket over Gordon, who still had slews of sticky cum clinging to her face. No clean up for her. Good.

"Could you two send in Faith on your way out, I need to talk to her ”, he said sitting down

"umm okay"I said sharing a glance with Hope.

No sex or even a blowjob ? That was odd.

But as we headed ot it struck me he never had his dick in Faith even once. During all our"custody"when it was Faith's turn to get facefucked it was always Mr Ralston and not him. Weirder and weirder.

We went out into the hall outside the boiler room and Faith was smoking a joint inclination against the wall. Shit, nowadays we'd call her"a continuing"

"Took decent time"she grunted,"thought you were going to be in there till dawn"

"Smartass ”, I said taking her joint,"now go in, he wants to talk to you"

"talking to me ?"faith asked,"Is that computer code for assfuck"

"it was for me, but I don't think so for you ”, I joked,"Now get in there

"Yeah yeah"she said wandering into the boiler room.

Leslie Townes Hope and I were out there a good half hour. Got a bit bored actually when we finished the joint in minute of arc. I was almost tempted to take off back to the dance, it would be getting conclusion to declaring the prom Rex and Queen and I wanted to see who won. Probably Angie Brollet. That bitch.

Just as I was about to have up Faith walked out.

She was crying and we ran to her.

"Are you okay ? Are you okay ?"I asked worried

"Don't break on me Apache ”, Hope pleaded

"I'm beneficial, I'm good ”, Faith said wiping a snap away.

"darn, you don't looking okay ? ”, Leslie Townes Hope understated.

"No seriously I'm practiced, actually, I'm fucking fantastic ”, she said wiping a teardrop away. That was when I noticed she was smiling. the pits, she even laughed.

"Yeah, he said something pretty intense stuff to us too, what did he tell you"

"Oh my god, I don't know how to say it ”, she said looking up trying to calm down.

Faith was never like this. I had seen her breakdown maybe three clip in the entire fourth dimension I've known her. Yes, she'd cry softly with me alone at dark when she snuck through my windowpane after her drunk ass dad took the belt to her. But goose egg like this. Never anything like this.

"Well, what was it ”, Bob Hope inquired desperately.

religion took a mysterious breath, wooshed it out of her.

"Tyrone is…hmm…Tyrone…Tyrone is………………………my dad"

We just stood there staring blankly at her.

"Did you just say…"I said breaking the silence.

"Yeah, Old Man Tyone..is my sire"

"Holy shit ”, Hope said stunned.

"You're telling me ”, religious belief laughed.

Then she laid it all out. The conversation was very awkward at first between religion and Tyrone as the old man hummed and hawed until he just came out with it.

He told her the tarradiddle or how he met this lovely redheaded woman by the name of Margo who had come to town some twenty twelvemonth back. She didn't give a nookie about race, but her parents susre did. They met by fortuity one Nox and it was enjoy at first sight.

It was a sentence romance from the start. She was barely 18 and he was pushing 45. Plus she was white and he was black. Texas was still reeling from the 60's and it would choose it till now to finally trip up up with a pitch-dark man being treated with regard. But that didn't stop the love birds.

In just a few months she was pregnant with his child and couldn't hide it anymore from her syndicate. She was going to go to college all disbursal paid if she just terminated the child and never spoke of him again. Margo refused, she wanted to experience the rest of her life with Tyrone even if he was just a janitor at a high school.

He couldn't let her give up her life sentence though, despite how very much he loved her. And even with his strong baptist roots he implored her to get an abortion and forget a stock old man. She refused, she was going to be with him to the end

Then one night, Margo's brothers and dad found Tyrone and beat him within inches of his liveliness. They said they'd drink down him if he ever put his"nigger"hands on their sister again. Margo found out and said she'd run away with him.

Tyrone knew there was no way they could ever be free, or how that child could grow up in anything but fear and a family lost from her.

So he broke up with Margo.

She still loved him and she loved him back, but they knew that could never be together.

Margo gave giving birth to a baby girl she called religion in remberance of the faith that Tyrone gave her that the man could one day master its hatred and its bigotry and finally accept love.

She couldn't leaven a child alone and soon had to go under for a man that was willing to make"broken goods"as her redneck household called her. That was organized religion's"dad"she had known all her life.

religious belief had that prematurely tan skin somehow getting more of her mother traits than her dad. She had his curly hair that was for sure. Her Annie resembalnce when she didn't mousse her fuzz making more sensation now. She also had her dad's ambling pace, his sailors sassing and his unshrinking bravery.

The man who"raised"her always have sex she wasn't his daughter and only knew a inglorious man was her beginner. So he hated all black men for taking what was his, because Margo never wanted another nipper. And when she passed he took his anger out on faith, who fought back

religious belief had always know Tyrone since she was a picayune young lady, but he always thought of him as her mother friend. He would often pick her up from schoolhouse. Always sent her Christmastime present tense every year.

Hell she discovered he had been looking out for her ever since. He had connections all over town and always convinced the sheriff to look the other way when it came to her pot dealing and underage drinking.

When religion's mother had died from drinking herself to death over heartache, Tyrone almost wanted to do the same. So he sold his family home and moved into the school day just so he could buy the plot of land and the trailer she lived in. The snag religious belief paid every calendar month was simply his mortgage.

This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire aliveness. Stopping engagement, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her head and always being her secret santa and"friend"for gifts on her natal day and Christmas.

He had done more for her from the shadows then that drunken racialist did for her his entire life.

Faith had rolled up another juncture as she told this taradiddle and we smoked it and finished it secretiveness in the hall.

"Wow, your dad ”, was all I could say

"I know right, fucking amazing"Faith just smiled

"So what are you going to do ? ”, Hope said rubbing the redheaded woodpecker shoulder.

"I don't know, I really don't… but I think I want to get to know him ”, religious belief smiled

There was a peace to her now. She didn't doubt a word of is narration. She said Tyrone told her things about her life and her mother that only she knew. There was no uncertainty ; he was her father.

"What an astound Night ”, I shook my head.

"I hear that, Tittsy..and Char.. Theres just one more affair ”, organized religion said still softly smiling.

"Whats that ?"

trust wrapped her limb around me and held me tonight and whispered in my ear,"Thank you, give thanks you for being the best friend a redneck fille could ever ingest"


I cried like a baby when she told me this.

"Come here freak fille, I didn't make it this far without you either ”, Faith said through tears or her own extending her arm to Hope

Hope ran up and joined our circuit of joy and tears.

topper night ever.

Faith. Hope. And Charity.

Tyrone was right. This was no coincidence.

We eventually broke our hug and laughed and tried straightening up.

"Shit, we better get back to the saltation ”, trust said getting back into her hood bird number

"Yeah, Id hatred to miss the opportunity to genuflect at Angie Brollet's feet ”, Hope snorted.

"screwing squawk ”, was my retort.

We shared another gag and walked arm and down the hall. Me flanked on either side by my baby

"Ya know, I think I'm gon na miss this piazza"Faith sighed as neared the gym.

The gym room access flew open and our old pothead pixie friend Flower popped out in a tie died sundress.

"Whoa, like there you are, off-the-wall ”, she said coming to a halt.

"Yes peak, we're here ”, I said smiling

"Like you've got ta ejaculate now, they're about to announce like the King of the School"

"The prom King, peak"Leslie Townes Hope said gently

"Yeah, far out, that's it ”, she smiled

"We'll be right there, heyday ”, I smiled trying to suppress a giggle

peak flashed as the peacefulness sign and went back in, after walking into the doorway first.

"Ya know, I think I'm even going to miss her ”, religious belief chuckled.

"Somehow I dont think that's the final we've seen of her,"I said almost feeling a touch of foreshadowing.

"Great, as if one pothead isn't adequate ”, Hope quirked

"Shut up freak girl ”, religion snarked back

"Love you"the goth teased back.

We stepped in the secondary school as the head teacher got make to announce the prom King

"And the division of 1990's Prom King is………….. ”, he looked dramatically at the paper,"Chet Baker ! ! ! !"

We all cheered at that. My babe was the big businessman. red cent right he is ! It wasn't exactly a surprisal, the trouncing of the cattleman he led made him a horseshoe in. We still gave him screaming cheers ! ! !

Then one of the Iranian band guys gave a drum roll

"And the class of 1990's promenade Queen is……………………. Jacob's ladder Jones ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"


Faith and Hope went nuts jumping up and down on either incline of me. They shook me so heavy I nearly popped out of the bodice.

trust shoved me forward to the stage. I was in a trance. This Nox was getting unreal.

A note that grounded me to reality was the squash look on Angie Brollet's face. That meant it was real

I smiled and walked up the step onto the stage. The tiara was put on my headland. A big boquet of rose wine handed to me. Chet had to move my coat of arms around to fit the waistband over me. Fortunately it covered the cumstain.

Chet stepped up and said..I don't know..something. I was still lost.

trust and hope were screaming the entire time through getting great jape from everyone. Then I was pushed up to the mike

There was the squeal of feedback, a deathly quiet.

Oh rightfield. I'm supposed to say something.

"Ummmm..thank you. Go puma"

What a stirring speech.

religious belief and promise loved it though. I even saw them kiss in the crowd. What nutbars.

The floor was cleared for our saltation as the promenade King and Queen.

It was so magic. I felt like a princess.

Chet took one of my hired hand. My god, he was so handsome.

Then he snapped his finger. A boom microphone came down on a wire from the raftsman and settled between us. A limelight also shown on us.

What the… ?

That's when Chet got to one knee.

Oh my god ! Oh my god ! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod ! ! ! !

"From the first day I met you two days ago on the field behind the school, I knew you were one of a kind.."Chet began

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Your smile lit up my philia and I was lost in you in a heartbeat"

Ohmygodohmygod

"I was in erotic love with you from the import I saw you. You've been with me in all the just times and the bad times. With me in my licking and our victory"


Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"I've go a stronger person because of you. A upright mortal. And I cant think of not spending the rest of my aliveness without you"

OH. MY. GOD.

Out came the ring from his pocket which he presented to me.

"Greek valerian Alexandra Jones……will you marry me"

My heart stopped

"Yes, Chesterson William Baker, I will espouse you ”, I gasped out.

He slipped the doughnut on my finger.

The place went wild. Balloons dropped from the ceiling.The band began to wager



Chet stood up and gave me one of the majuscule kisses any lady friend ever had in the story of the world.


Best.

Nox.

Ever .