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Emmy
Last night fucking sucked! It started out awesome. Dancing and drinking with the girls. Charlie telling me she likes me and asking me to be her girlfriend.
And that kiss. Just thinking about it makes me wet.
Everything was going amazingly, then that stupid cow had to go and fuck it all up.
Seeing her touch Oliver like that and then hearing the things she said she did with him, wrecked me. Oliver said he’s never been with her and the girls say the same, but how can I trust anything that comes out of his mouth? I can't, not after what he did to me. He’s given me no reason to. But, I really want to believe that all of it is a lie.
If I had any doubts that I still love Oliver, they’re all gone now. If I wasn't in love with him, I wouldn't have been so hurt by what happened last night.
I was a little drunk and probably overreacted, but I couldn't help it. The whole thing just made me sick.
When I got back to my room last night, I hid under the covers and cried. At some point, Charlie stopped giving me space and just crawled into bed with me.
She held me while rubbing my back, telling me everything was gonna be okay and that she was here for me.
I cried right until I passed out. I cried because of everything that happened last night and for what Oliver did to me. For what I lost with him and what could have been.
The sun shining down on my face wakes me up. My eyes are sore and dry from all the crying I did last night. I haven't cried this much in years. I don't like it.
I feel a warm body cuddling around mine. I look up and see Charlie's sleeping face. She looks so peaceful. Her pink lips are slightly parted and her chest softly rises and falls as she breathes. I can't help but smile at my beautiful girlfriend.
My girlfriend....
I can't believe I have a girlfriend!
Cue excited squeals and freak out happy dance.
The thought makes my heart warm and my tummy fills with butterflies. Even after last night, I'm pretty damn happy right now.
I lift my head up a little to look at the clock. It reads 10 am.
My stomach gurgles. Yeah, I need something to eat and drink.
I'm surprised I'm not hungover. Maybe I cried out all the alcohol in my tears?
Looking over at Lissy's bed, I laugh silently to myself. She's on her belly, facing me, still sleeping. One leg and one arm are hanging over the side of the bed. Black messy hair is covering half her face, and there's a little puddle of drool on her pillow.
She partied hard last night. I'm pretty sure she drank way more than Charlie and I.
While Charlie and I were busy making out, Lissy was grinding up on some guy with a mohawk. Right before we left, I saw that she had her tongue down his throat.
I look back at Charlie. She looks adorable, her lips are slightly parted as she sleeps soundly. I don't want to wake her but I know that if she sleeps any longer, we will be missing out on breakfast and I know Charlie would be grumpy about that.
I give her what was meant to be a soft kiss, but when my lips make contact with hers, waking her up, she grabs the back of my head and kisses me harder.
Still kissing me, she rolls us over so she is draping herself on top of me. I open my legs, allowing her to settle in. She rubs her pubic bone over my pussy, making me moan.
That’s new. And damn, if that isn’t my new favorite feeling.
Yet another pair of panties ruined and I haven't even gotten out of bed yet. I really do have to stockpile those things. Maybe buy in bulk or something, because we only get one day a week to wash our clothes, and I won't have any left by then with the way things are going.
Charlie places her hands on both sides of my head on the pillow, ending the kiss. Looking down at me, her lips slowly turn into a seductive lust filled smile.
"Good morning, Babe," she says, then her eyes go wide and she covers her mouth. "Shit, sorry about the morning breath."
"Fuck your morning breath! That kiss was hot," I say, smiling back.
"I hope I didn't come on too strong? I know this is all new to you." Her smile starts to fall. “I got a little too excited. I’m sorry.”
Leaning up on my forearms, I place another kiss on her lips. "No, it was perfect. It felt amazing and right. You can kiss me like that anytime you want," I say, encouraging her to relax.
She climbs off me, moving to sit at the end of the bed. Crossing her legs before looking at me, her face grows more serious.
"How are you doing?" she asks me, taking my hand in hers.
She rubs small circles on the top of it with her thumb. "Better. I mean, what happened last night sucks, but it also made me realize that my feelings for Oliver haven’t gone anywhere."
She nods her head. "You still love him." It’s not a question but a statement.
I take a moment to answer. I'm afraid of what she might think, but I have to be honest with her.
"I do. I don't think I ever really stopped loving him. I don't know if I ever will and that's what makes this whole thing worse. We have too much history. I think I owe it to myself and him to hear him out and let him explain what happened when he left." I squeeze her hand. "I'm sorry if what I feel for him hurts you. I don't want what we have to change."
She smiles at me. "Babe. It changes nothing. I know how you feel about him. You have a past that changed who you were in so many ways. Good and bad. He was the most important person in your world for most of your life. I’d never ask you to forget that."
She moves closer, taking my other hand. "If you ever do find a way to forgive him and move past everything, I'm okay with sharing you, if that's what you need."
I look at her, sucking in a small gasp, slightly shocked. "Really? You would be okay with me being with another person?"
"You mean other people?" she says with a smirk.
I give her a confused look, but she laughs and shakes her head.
"Babe, I see how you look at Talon and Ben. It's okay. I know you're attracted to them in some way. And with the way they look at you, I can tell they want to get to know you better too."
Getting up, I move to straddle her lap. "You're an amazing person, you know that?" I say and give her a long, lingering kiss. I can't believe she's really saying all this. That she's okay with this. She really is truly amazing.
She kisses me back. "I know," she says with a cocky smile. "Plus, I’ve known those boys for a few years now. I don't know that much of their backstories, but I do know they could use someone as awesome as you in their lives."
I give her another quick kiss. "I'll keep that in mind. I don’t know what’s gonna happen with the guys, but I do wanna get to know Talon and Ben better, if that's something that they want. I could maybe see something happening with Ben, but I don't see Talon retiring from his manwhorish ways so young. He probably wants to sow his wild goats or whatever the saying is."
"It's wild oats, Baby,” she says, as she bursts out laughing. I think the saying over in my head a few times, then burst out laughing too. “Oh and I think it's definitely something they want," she laughs. "How could they not? I mean, look at you!" she says, kissing me again. I blush and look away. ”And as for Talon, you never know how a good woman could make you feel. Sometimes that's all it takes to want to be a better person.”
I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe.”
Getting up, I move over to the mirror, groaning as I see the state I'm in. My makeup is smeared all over my face. Lipstick smudges around my lips. My hair looks like a bird's nest.
"I look like a kid that got into their mother’s makeup," I say, grabbing a wet wipe to remove the travesty that's on my face.
I look at Charlie in the mirror. "Why didn't you say anything?" Charlie comes over, wrapping her arms around my waist and hugging me to her body from behind. She puts her head on my shoulder.
"Because the state of your makeup doesn't detract from your beauty. I think you look perfect, no matter what," she says, placing a kiss on my cheek.
I'm a puddle of goo.
I turn around to face her and kiss her quickly on the lips. "Liar, but you’re sweet for saying so."
A loud snore comes from Lissy’s bed. We turn to look at Lissy, then back to each other, and burst out laughing.
Charlie goes over to her bed, picks up a pillow, and tosses it at Lissy. "Get up, bitch, we’re gonna miss breakfast!"
Lissy groans and rolls over, falling off the bed. "Owie! Ugh, my head," she grumbles. "I think I drank too much last night. Go on without me. Save me a muffin or something!" She slowly drags herself off the floor and crawls back into bed.
After combing my hair, I put it in a messy bun and I'm now makeup free. I throw on some fuzzy black PJ pants and a baggy red sweater that just so happens to be one of Oliver’s that I stole from him in 8th grade, and turn to Charlie. She's in PJ pants and a tank top. "Alright. I'm ready, let's go!" I say.
She takes my hand in hers, interlocking her fingers with mine, and leads us to the door. "Today is French toast day, and there better still be some left when we get down there, or I might have to cut a bitch!"
I laugh and follow her down to the dining hall with a big smile. Hand in hand with my beautiful new girlfriend. Despite last night, I have a feeling today's gonna be a good day.
TO CHARLIE'S DELIGHT, there is still some French toast left. We sit at our table and eat our food while drinking coffee. Looking around, I see that the place is pretty empty. A few of the younger kids are grouped together in the far corner. The guys aren’t here and, to be honest, I'm kinda glad. I don't think I can face Oliver right now.
The door to the dining hall swings open. Turning my head, I see Brittany and her friends walk in. Brittany’s eyes meet mine, and she looks at me with repulsion.
She starts to make her way over but stops when she sees Charlie looking. She gives Charlie the same look she gave me but then goes right back to her friends.
"Ugh. Come on, Em. I just lost my appetite. Smells like cow shit in here!" Charlie says, loud enough for Brittany to hear. Some of the other students start to snicker. “Besides, we have stuff to buy.”
Once we are showered and ready for the day, we head down to the office. We have to meet our guard there, who will take us in a school SUV into the closest town.
When we get to the office, I’m surprised to see Talon leaning against the door. He hears us coming and looks over. His face morphs and turns his mouth into one of his panty melting smiles. And mine do indeed melt.
HA! I brought an extra pair this time, so take that, horny vagina!
He pushes off the wall and makes his way over to me.
"Good afternoon, My Lady," he says, taking my hand. Never breaking eye contact with me, he kisses the top of it in a slow and seductive way.
My body lights up like an inferno and I start to feel my arousal flood to my core.
Ugh, vagina, really?! Not again, you bitch!
Good thing I haven't changed my first pair yet because I would have been screwed.
Charlie scoffs. "That’s enough, Fabio! Don't wanna make my girlfriend sit in soaked panties all day. I mean unless it's because of my doing." Too late.
Talon lets go of my hand, laughing, as I turn to Charlie with a horrified look on my face.
She gives me an evil smirk and winks at me before turning around and heading to the main door. My face is burning, and I feel as if I might die of embarrassment. I mean she's not wrong...
Talon flashes me an amused smile and follows Charlie.
We all gather next to the SUV, waiting for our guard, who is outside talking to Mr. Tucker.
Turning to Talon, I ask, "What are you doing here anyways?"
"I need a few things in town. Wanted to get some new DVDs for my laptop and my junk food stash is running low," he says, shrugging his shoulders. Something tells me that's not the only reason.
"Where are the other guys? They didn't wanna come with you?"
"Oliver knew you were going. He said he didn’t wanna make you feel uncomfortable. Ben decided to stay behind with him. He said he was gonna help Oliver with some school work."
"Oh..okay," I say, looking over to Mr. Tucker, who’s making his way over to us.
"Hello, Emmy," he says. "How's everything going so far? I heard about your nose. How is it healing?” he asks.
I force a smile on my face. "It’s okay, the swelling's gone down and the pain is pretty much gone."
"That's good to hear. Sorry, that happened to you. I want you to know Miss Lockheart got her town visits taken away for two months. And detention for two weeks. We don't allow that kind of behavior in our school."
Part of me lights up, knowing Brittany is suffering in some way for what she did to me.
Talon leans over and whispers in my ear, "I heard she has toilet duty. Both the guys’ and girls’. Poor thing. No wonder she's been looking and smelling like crap the past few days."
I try to hold in my laughter but let a snort slip out. Looking up at Talon, he gives me a sweet smile.
"Alright, ladies...and Talon. Remember the rules. You stay with your group. You stay with your guard. Think of this as a school field trip. Do not buy anything inappropriate. No weapons of any kind. Joe here," he says, pointing to the guard, "will be checking your bags before you leave to come back to school. You will have until 6 pm. You’re welcome to eat your supper in town as long as it does not interfere with arriving back on time."
"So, when you say inappropriate, does that mean condoms?” Talon asks, then turns to me and winks.
My face turns scarlet. This one’s gonna cause trouble for me. That's for sure. But it's the kind I think I might like.
"Well, Mr. Knight. If you must know, condoms do not fall under that category. I’m not stupid. I don't expect you to live as priests and nuns. Even though I don’t condone it, you are all technically adults, and I'd rather you all be safe. But, there are some in the nurse's office."
"Good to know," Talon says, looking at me.
Stop looking at me like it's me you're gonna be using those with!
Joe gets in on the driver’s side. Charlie and I sit in the back and Talon goes in the front next to Joe. Mr. Tucker waves goodbye as we roll down the driveway to the gate.
When we get to town, our first stop is the swimsuit store. Charlie says that I need to get a one piece, which is understandable because it's school, but eww, gross! They always make my boobs look flat. There’s nothing quite like looking like a 12-year-old boy to make you feel good about your body. Oh, and I can't even swim! Yup. I’m 18 and I don't know how to swim. Growing up, no one in our trailer park had a pool. No one could afford it. It costs too much money to buy one, plus the cost of water to fill it. No one had that kind of money to spare. The closest thing anyone ever had was the plastic kiddie pool that Oliver got for his 7th birthday. Seeing how all we could do was sit in it, it was useless for learning how to swim.
It helped with the heat in the summer though.
Swimming will probably be something we have to do for gym at some point this year, and I have no idea what I am gonna do. Maybe I can go early in the mornings and teach myself? I don't know, I’ll worry about it when the time comes.
The store mostly has two pieces and all the one pieces are pretty ugly, to be honest. I know I shouldn't care what I look like. But, seeing how my girlfriend and three really hot guys will be seeing me in it, I want to look good.
"What about this one?'' Charlie asks, holding up a plain black one piece but the sides are cut out just a little.
"Actually, that's kinda cute." I take the suit from her and look it over. "I'll go and try it on."
Charlie gives my ass a tap as I walk by. I turn around and she gives me a flirtatious grin.
Smiling back, I turn around heading into the changing room, shaking my head.
Once I get the suit on, I give myself a once-over in the mirror. It doesn’t look all that bad. It covers my boobs and ass, so that should make it school approved.
The slits on the sides make it look sexy without showing anything that would be deemed inappropriate.
I walk out to the waiting area just outside my cubicle to show Charlie. When she sees me, her eyes fill with hunger.
"You need to change... like now!'' Charlie ushers me with an urgent tone.
I look at her, confused. "What? Why? You don't like it? I thought it was cute.” I pout. ''Is it really that bad?" I ask. "All the others were so ugly, a nun wouldn't even wear them, they were that bad. But this one I kinda liked."
Charlie walks towards me with the same hungry look. She gives my body a once-over, then looks me in the eye.
Shaking her head, she says, "No, that's not the problem. The problem is it looks so fucking tantalizing on you that if you don't go change right now, I'm gonna take you into that changing room, rip it off of you and show you just how much I do like it! But seeing how we just started dating, I don’t wanna intimidate you by being a sex crazed horn dog."
I look at her with a sheepish look. "Oh," I say with flaming red cheeks.
Hearing her talk like that makes my core ache and my clit pulse.
Who knew, the moment we would start dating she would be this forward?
I like it....a lot.
Clearing my throat, I say, "Well, I'll go change, but I will be buying this suit.... I kinda have to now." I didn't think my cheeks could get any redder.
Charlies looks at me with knowing eyes and a wicked smirk spreads across her face.
She gets up close and whispers in my ear. "Is that because I love how you look in it, or because this bathing suit is wet without going in any water?"
My body shivers with want and need. Yeah, I have to change now, or my first time with Charlie will be in a store changing room. "Both," I say in a breathy whisper before I gulp.
She chuckles, as she backs away and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before sitting back down.
I hurry back in to change.
After getting back into my own clothes, I sit with Charlie, waiting for Talon. A moment later he comes out of the changing room in a bright lime green speedo with pink flamingos all over it. My eyes go so wide, I swear they are about to pop out of my head. “Sooo, what do you think? Totally my style right?” he asks with a cocky smirk as he starts striking poses as if he's on a runway.
I don't say anything back. I can’t. My eyes are glued to his very large cock imprint, bulging in the speedo. My god, how can that thing fit into that speedo? Or a woman?
“Eww, dude, go change! I do not wanna have to look at your meat stick,” Charlie says as her face scrunches up in disgust.
Still unable to say anything, I look to the ground. Talon chuckles and walks back to get changed.
When we get to the till I hand the cashier the tag. He looks at me holding the suit in my hand.
"I can put it in the bag myself," I say.
He hands me a bag with a confused look. God, he must think I'm crazy or something.
Charlie is chuckling under her breath as I pay for it.
Joe and Talon are waiting at the front door for us. Talon sees us and a smile lights up his face. My breath hitches. Damn, that boy is handsome.
"Found what you were looking for?" Joe asks.
"Yup," I say cheerfully, trying to pretend this whole trip hasn't been exceptionally awkward so far.
Charlie laughs. "Yeah, she found a suit. I kinda gave her no choice in buying it though," she looks at me with a heated, yet amused smile.
My cheeks bloom red yet again. Talon looks at us for a moment, then recognition shows on his face and his eyes fill with a craving desire. The look makes me wet yet again.
Damn, I need to get myself under control. I just changed into my extra pair!
We go to a few other stores. I get some school appropriate clothes, like jeans, sweaters and tank tops. I get a few nicer things to wear to future basement parties. Hopefully, they’ll turn out better than last night. We also stop at a mattress store and I buy a really cute teal bed set.
I get some sleepwear and, even though I mostly sleep in my panties and a nightshirt, I figure that getting a few pairs of PJ pants wouldn't hurt. I even buy a few sexy outfits when Charlie isn’t looking, and I manage to grab about twenty pairs of panties because who am I kidding, I'll probably go through all of them in a week.
After we are done shopping, we still have time to get something to eat and then grab an ice cream after.
"Not that I don't enjoy your company but why did you really come today?" I ask Talon as I lick my cone. His eyes are zoned into where my tongue makes contact with the ice cream. "You seemed pretty bored most of the day."
He looks from the cone to my eyes and shrugs. "I would have been stuck with a brooding asshole anyways," he says with a chuckle. “And I wanted to get to know you better."
I look at him and tilt my head. "Really? Why's that?"
"Because you're someone I’d like to know," he states simply.
A part of me is thrilled that he wants to get to know me. But he may rethink that after I'm done talking. "Well, where to start?" I say, finishing my cone. "I’m 18. Mom’s a druggie, no clue who my dad is. I'm in this school for breaking and entering and attempting to steal money. I'm not proud of it, but sometimes you're left with no other choice." I shrug.
He looks at me with a blank stare then smiles. "Well, aren't we a blunt one?" He huffs out a laugh.
"I’ve got nothing to hide. I'm upfront, I try to tell it like it is. Sometimes people don't agree, but I'm not looking for anyone's approval."
He nods in agreement. "I knew there was something that makes you different from all the other girls. I can't wait to find out more about you, Miss Knox." He smiles.
Joe walks over from his table. "Alright, time to go."
Charlie wanted to give Talon and I some time to talk, so she sat at the table next to us. As she makes her way over we grab our bags and head back to the SUV.
When we get back to the school, Talon stops me by the front door. "I wish we had gotten more time to talk, but I'd like to try again sometime," he says.
I smile up at him with a shy reply, "I'd like that. Maybe just us. I'd like to get to know you better too."
He smiles and gives me a slow gentlemanly kiss on the cheek. My body hums. "Until then, My Lady," he says in a silly voice before turning and walking towards the boys’ dorm.
I look beyond where he is headed and see Oliver and Ben watching us. Ignoring them, I turn around and raise my hand to the spot where Talon kissed. Charlie’s looking at
me with a smile. "Come on, Lover Girl, let's get these bags up to our room and show Lissy,'' she says, grabbing my hand and starting to drag me down to our dorm. I go willingly, still in a daze.
Who am I? I never get flustered like a little school girl when it comes to guys. Usually, I swear like a sailor, talk too much and too loudly, and never care about what anyone thinks. But, when I'm around these guys, I can barely talk or get two words out half the time.
I'm not sure if I'm okay with that or not. But, I can't deny the fluttery feelings I get whenever I'm around one of them.
The same goes for Charlie. At least with her, I can do something about it. And she finds my blushing adorable.
We show Lissy our new stuff and, after a while, I start getting tired and say good night to the girls. Giving Charlie a goodnight kiss, I crawl under my new blanket to snuggle in. I start to drift off to the sounds of the girls’ whispering conversation and think about the boys. I have no idea what’s gonna happen now, but I really want to find out. Maybe this week will be better than the last.