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Playing To Win: Playing The Game II

Copyright© 2007 by Rev. Cotton Mather

Chapter 4: Two Telephone Calls

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: Two Telephone Calls - Welcome to the return of one of the most celebrated Internet novels of erotica. Sean Porter, soccer kid, is on a journey of discovery. Follow along as Sean continues to find his path through the minefield of adolescent relationships, while discovering his growing skills playing the most popular game in the world.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Teenagers   Romantic   First  

I spent the next week or so racking my brain, trying to figure out what to do. I finally decided that the direct approach was probably the best. I certainly didn't want to confront her at school, so I waited until I could get the nerve up to call her one evening. After pacing my room nervously, I finally called Molly.

"Hello?"

"Molly, it's Sean. Can I talk to you for a minute?"

She chuckled softly, a throaty sound even over telephone wires. "I thought I'd hear from you eventually," she said.

"Hey, all I want to know is if what I've heard is true," I said roughly. "Nothing more."

"And what have you heard, Sean?" she asked, almost playfully.

I took a deep breath. The next couple of minutes would have a very real impact on the rest of my life. "Are you pregnant, Molly?"

There was a long pause. At the time, it felt like it was about an hour before she said anything, but it was probably only a few seconds.

"What would you say if I told you I was, Sean? Would you be happy? Or would it upset you?"

I felt like my head was going to explode. "Is it mine?" I croaked.

I heard her sigh on the other end of the line. "I'm going to make your day, Sean, and maybe even give Kristina Mendoza a little gift in the process." I could hear her take a big breath before continuing. "There is no baby. I'm not pregnant. I've never been pregnant. I've been on the pill since last fall. If we hadn't broken up, I was going to tell you about it at Christmastime." She took a large, hitching breath before continuing. "Do you feel better now, Sean? Do you? I wish to Christ that I did." And she hung up.

 
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