Chapter 2

4 Days Remaining!

We rode the bus the following morning, giving us forty minutes before homeroom class. Stepping off the bus, Samantha mentioned that Alicia was standing near the entrance. She must have had her mother or sister bring her early because she normally didnt arrive at school until fifteen minutes before it started.

Alicia waved when she saw us walking her way. Samantha waved back. We approached her and Alicia began talking right away.

"Hi Samantha. Hi Allen!" she said, being friendly as we replied.

"God I feel so awful treating you the way I have," She continued.

"Samantha, Ill see you later. You two may have a lot to talk about," I, kissing her on the cheek with intentions of leaving them alone.

"No Allen, please stay! What I want to say involves you too," she said, grasping my arm.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Lets go over to the tables outside the lunchroom so we can talk," she said, leading the way. It was only a short distance so we sat; Samantha and I sat on one side and Alicia on the other.

"Every since that incident happened between you and Al, I have been doing a lot of soul searching. Well, I broke up with Al because I knew what he did was wrong. Allen, he is still mad at you but I know he wont do anything about it because he is afraid of you. Everybody is afraid you. Not because your scary or anything like that but they know you can handle yourself. Honestly, I think they dont want to get their asses whipped," she explained, with a little supportive smile.

"I wouldnt hurt anyone unless they hurt Samantha," I replied.

"I know that, but they dont. Allen, I asked Samantha to forgive me last night and now Im asking you to forgive me," she said, with sincerity in her face.

"Sure, I forgive you.

"You may think I have many friends but I dont. I have been playing follow the leader for so long it makes me sick at my stomach. Oh, something else. I have watched you two for the last two weeks and I am so jealous. I see something between you that Ive never had with Al. You two look so precious together."

"Thank you Alicia," Samantha said.

"Maybe so, but all good things come to an end," I commented, sarcastically.

"What! What do you mean?" she asked, with a surprised look.

"Im moving with my aunt and uncle to Minnesota next week when school lets out for the summer," Samantha answered.

"Oh no, because of your mother?" she asked. Samantha nodded.

"Oh god Im so sorry. I was hoping we could spend a lot of time together this summer," she said, reaching over and holding Samanthas hand.

Samantha placed her other hand on mine. "Ill never let him go. I may be gone for a while but he is my life and I love him," she said, very emotionally.

"You two are so perfect together."

Samantha and I looked at one another and laughed. "We have heard that before havent we," I said, as we continued laughing.

"Come on you two. You know I didnt mean it that way!"

"We know. We were just laughing together," Samantha said, as we smiled again at one another.

"Come on or well be late for homeroom!" Alicia said, jumping up.

The three of us walked down the hall together as they laughed and cut up about things they were discussing. I noticed many of the stares that came our way as we walked.

"Hi Alicia, hi Samantha, hi Allen!" Beverly Simms said, stopping us as we walked by. "Hi", we said. I listened to the three of them talk as we walked to homeroom class. My heart had finally found hope as I watched the joy in Samanthas expression while the three of them talked. For so many years, the same ones that had almost had broken her spirit suddenly brought joy to her life. I was so happy that she wasnt moving away without a girlfriend to share her thoughts.

We walked home after school, giving us time to talk and be alone.

"For some reason this day seems different," I stated, looking at her.

She smiled. "It seems as if I have made a few friends today doesnt it?"

"I counted about twenty girls that said, "Hi", to you today."

"Too bad none of the guys said anything to you. Theyll come around, I know it."

"Im not worried about them. Im just happy for you," I said, squeezing her to me as we walked.

As we arrived at her house, there were people around the yard. Her aunt and uncle were having a yard sale. "EVERYTHING IS FOR SALE", was posted twice in the yard.

"Did you know about this?" I asked.

"Yes, I knew," she answered, feeling as sense of finality about her leaving.

"It has been hectic around this place today!" her aunt said, as we interred the kitchen.

"It looks as though you have been busy," Sue replied. I looked in the den and almost everything was gone, just a coffee table and two lamps remained.

I looked at Samantha shaking my head. "Are you going to have a bed to sleep on tonight?" I asked, loud enough for her aunt to hear.

"Yes she will. Its sold but they have agreed to leave it her until the last day," she said, smiling as if that made everything all right with Samantha.

"Aunt Margaret, Allen and I are going for a walk, will you and Uncle Dave be okay?"

"Come here a minute honey. You to son," she said, looking at me. "You two dont have any Hanky-Panky going on do you?"

"Oh Aunt Margaret, all we do is talk!" Samantha replied, with the most innocent look I had ever seen.

"Okay, you know your mother and I are old fashioned. We wouldnt put up with anything like that," she said, pointing her finger.

"Thats why I love you so much, because youre just like momma," she said, hugging her.

After we had gone, I looked at her. "That was the most brilliant piece of acting I have ever seen."

"See, the school drama classes are paying off!" she said, and grinned.

We went to my house thinking we could be alone but Mom was there preparing supper.

"Spaghetti anyone!" she asked when we walked in.

"Youre home early today!" I said, and hugged her.

"You say that like I have foiled your plans," she stated, having a smile on her face as she stirred the sauce.

"Not at all. Her aunt is having a yard sale and there were so many people there we just wanted to get away," I answered, trying to make it look innocent.

"So the best place to get away is your bedroom, right!" she said, now holding a straight face.

"Mom, you have a dirty mind."

"Well, I guess its none of my business what goes on behind closed doors," she remarked.

"Mom! Youre embarrassing Samantha," I said, not believing what she was suggesting.

She looked directly at Samantha. "Your taking precautions arent you honey? You know we women cant depend on men to take any initiative where thats concerned."

I threw up my hands and turned around being embarrassed.

"Yes maam. I am!" Samantha said, being sincere and straightforward, seemingly unembarrassed by the discussion.

While mom prepared supper, we sat at the table and giggled at each other. I wondered and wanted to ask her if she was on the pill but that would wait for later. We ate and Samantha told us of what she remembered about Minnesota the few times she visited when she was younger. How much colder it is compared to how it is here in the south. Mom kept giving me these looks. I believe she was having fun embarrassing me. After supper, we helped with the dishes and sat around awhile with mom. I was so embarrassed by now, I was not about to be blatant and go back to the bedroom and confirm her suspicions. Although I knew for sure mom had no doubt what we did while alone in the bedroom.

At 9:15, we arrived at her house and stood at the end of the driveway next to the house, out of the streetlight and where no one could see us. We began kissing and then I made a mistake. I began feeling of her and got myself excited when we had no place to go to be alone. She was wearing a loose fitting sweatshirt with no bra. I couldnt determine this earlier because it was so loose. The thought of that, now that I knew began to excite me. I placed my hands underneath it caressing her soft skin and kneeled down in front of her. Pulling it over her breast I began kissing and sucking her nipples. She took the hem and held it as I put both arms around her, pulling her body into my face as I kissed all over her front side. I was now in a state of panic. My blood was rushing through me as my heart pounded and my senses kicked in wanting and desiring to have her. Without thinking or using common sense, I began unsnapping her jeans.

"Stop! You know we cant go that far," she said, squirming away from my grasp as she giggled.

"We cant stop now!" I said, like a dog panting when he finds a female in heat.

"Someone might see us," she said, continuing to push my hands from her zipper and laughing.

She backed up enough that I had her against the house. I raised her shirt again and began kissing her belly. Her struggling became less and less as I caressed and kissed her body, and probing her navel with my tongue. Suddenly her tense arms became limp as I began unzipping her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles followed halfway by her panties. Without hesitation, my tongue split her vagina and probed her clit as she began purring softly and adjusting her lower body to aligned with my tongue. Not able to get her foot out of her jeans as she frantically tried, she pulled them inside out allowing her legs the freedom to open as she stood. Not being able to open her legs far enough to suit me I tugged on her panties, finally ripping them.

"Oh damn! That was a new pair," she said, hazily as I fought to sink my tongue deeper into her moist nest.

With her back arched forward, she began to moan constantly as her body trembled and her juices dripped from my chin. Her body shook as she tensed up holding my head into her until her body again relaxed.

"Oh that was so wild," she said, continuing to pull my head against her body.

Suddenly the front porch light came on and we heard the screen door squeak.

"Were around here Aunt Margaret, Ill be in, in a few minutes," she stated, struggling to get her jeans up.

"Why did you tell her that? Why did you say anything? Im not through yet!" I said, whispering out loud.

"I panicked, I didnt know what to say," she said, as I was still kneeling before her, wondering what the hell I was going to do now.

"I need to go in, she might come out."

"Youre not going to leave me here like this are you?"

"Well have time tomorrow night," she replied, slipping away from me and walking toward her front door.

"Tomorrow night hell, I need you now!" I said, in a low voice as I got up and followed her. You cant do this to me," I continued saying.

When I reached her, we were on the porch and she stood smiling. "You owed me one anyway," she said, kissing me then entering her door. I stood there dumbfounded, not able to believe this. I was still rock hard and more than ten minutes from my house.

I hurriedly walked and took a shortcut through a neighbors yard that wasnt lit up. Just as I was about to jump their back fence, I noticed two large shrubs in the corner. Instead of going home, I went over behind the scrubs and relieved myself.

3 Days remaining!

During my third and fourth period classes was lunch, I was going to the break area just outside the lunchroom to eat when I saw Al Freeman talking to Rusty Hall. I almost walked by him but something compelled me to stop. I tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around looking at me in an angry way.

"Hey Al, Im sorry about what happened before. I was being a jerk," I said, shrugging my shoulders. He didnt reply so I walked off and went to eat lunch. About halfway through lunch he came out and sat at my table carrying a pizza box he and Rusty had ordered from The Pizza Parlor, a local pizza place that delivers to the school. He opened the box, took a peace out, and began eating. The box contained six slices; a fourth had already been removed. After consuming half a slice, he slid the box over to me.

"Go ahead, theres more than I can eat."

I wasnt supposed to eat pizza because of my skin condition but his gesture was one of friendship so I took a peace out and began eating it.

"Good. I like pepperoni," I said, chewing it down.

"You know something? You were lucky that day I didnt get up and kick your ass!" he said, looking at me with a straight face and then began laughing. I quickly smiled and laughed with him. "Hey, is it true? I heard you could kick the net on a goal."

"Only when someone calls me a Puss Face," I answered, joking with him.

"Ill have to find another name for you then, Allen," he said, cracking a smile and putting his hand up. I slapped it, giving him a high five. "I hate cold pizza!" he said, chunking it back in the box as we laughed.

"Sorry about you and Alicia," I stated, feeling somewhat guilty.

"Well, maybe she had a good reason. But I havent given up on her yet."

"Things will work out, Im sure," I said, hoping they would.

After school, Samantha was waiting for me at our usual spot outside the side entrance. She was standing around talking to a few of the girls when I approached her.

"Allen! Alicia is having a party Friday night at her house and she wants us to come. What do you think?" she asked, excitedly.

"Sure, we can make it," I said, drawing a kiss from her.

"Good! Alicia said, hugging Samantha. Allen, can I talk to you for a minute about Al?" she asked, taking my hand and walking a few yards from the others. "I dont really want to talk about Al. I just wanted you to know that its a going away party for Samantha. Promise you wont tell her," she said, acting excited.

"I promise. I wont say a word. By the way, thanks for everything," I stated, thinking about her friendship to Samantha.

I dont know if you knew it but when we were little kids, she and I were best of friends. I have been stupid all these years and I am going to make it up to her somehow."

"About Al. He and I hit it off pretty good today. You might be letting a good guy get loose," I said, bringing a surprised look on her face.

"You really think so? Maybe Ill give him another chance."

"Yeah, give him another chance," I replied, squeezing her hand.

When we arrived at Samanthas house, Aunt Margaret and Uncle Dave were sitting on the porch steps. There were a few items left on the table in the grass before them.

Well, we may not have a table to eat on but we still have a place to sleep. Just about everything is gone except what you see here. Everything else will be gone when they come back Monday to pick them up. Now I know why they call them flea markets," Uncle Dave said, shaking his head.

"Im going to eat dinner with Allen so dont worry about me," Samantha said, as we walked by them into the house.

"Good grief, he wasnt joking!" I said, looking around at an empty house. I followed Samantha back to her room and all of her clothes that were in her dresser were piled in boxes along the wall.

She grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the bed. "Did you survive through last night?" she asked, lying on top of me with a sexy smile.

"Im fine!" I replied, maintaining a calm attitude. She looked at me with suspicion in her eyes, not knowing what to make of my answer. "The urge comes and goes," I continued saying.

"Well see about that!" she stated, pulling my shirt up to my neck, kissing me on the chest and slowly working her way down to my belly.

"Youre starting something that you know we cant finish here."

"Depends on how much..." she started saying and held up. I began laughing at her for not finishing her sentence. "What are you laughing at?" she asked, trying to bite me. I continued laughing, fending her off at the same time.

"I was going to say..."

I cut her off this time. "I know exactly what you were about to say."

"Okay smarty pants, what was I about to say?" she asked, looking at me, wondering if I really knew.

"You were about to say, Depends on how much balls I have."

"I was not!"

"You were too!" I said, and laughed again.

"You are so..."

"Right!" I said, interrupting her. She finally stopped playing and looked at me with a submissive smile.

"Come on. Lets go to your house. Hopefully your mother isnt home yet," she said, getting up and tugging on my arm. I jumped up and followed her out the front door.

"Were leaving now. Ill be back about ten oclock," she said, walking past her aunt and uncle.

"Okay, but no later," Aunt Margaret shouted, as we were halfway down the driveway.

We were almost to my house when I commented. "I hope she is stricter on you with boys while you are up there than she is here."

She suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked at me with hurt in her eyes. "Dont you ever say that again! Never!"

"I was only joking."

"I dont care. Dont joke with me about that. I will never love anyone else."

"Im sorry. I will never love no one but you either," I stated, wishing I could take it back.

We went directly to my room and plopped down on the bed after entering my house. Knowing we had several hours before mom came home, we were in no hurry to rush things.

"I need to shower," I said, hoping to seduce her into taking one with me for the first time.

"Me too. Lets take on together," she replied as I chuckled. "What?" she asked, wondering why I laughed.

"That was so hard to come out but easy at the same time."

"What are you talking about?"

"I was so nervous about asking you to take a shower with me that I didnt know how to ask. You answered as though it was natural for us to take one together."

"Anytime you want to do something like that with me you just ask. Dont be afraid, I wont bite," she said, making fun of me for being shy.

I took her by the hand, led her to the bathroom, and began undressing after turning on the water. She stood and watched without removing her clothing.

"Come on, take yours off," I said, hesitating from removing mine any further.

"Go ahead, Ill take mine off after I watch you."