MY BROTHER'S GIRL



Chapter One

Simply put, my brother Calvin's girlfriend was a knockout. Her
name was Tammy McAllen, and she was one of the nicest and sexiest
girls at our school.  Like my brother, she was in 12th grade and
was going to turn eighteen in two months. She had dazzling green
eyes, a cute freckled face, and the most beautiful smile I'd ever
seen.  Her hair was red, and she wore it short in what I call
Egyptian style--cut even across the forehead with long sides.
She was tall and slender, with a nice chest and a gorgeous butt
She seemed shy despite her looks, and I think I fell in love with
her the first time Cal brought her home.

She was friendly toward me, but I wasn't exactly Mr. Popular or a
jock like my brother.  I was pretty sure I'd never have a chance
with a girl like her.  I was also two years younger and a
sophomore, and though I did play soccer, I wasn't anywhere as
built or even as good-looking as Cal.  In fact, he and I were
about as different as night and day.  He had gotten the looks and
the muscle, and I'd gotten the brains (for what they're worth)
and the imagination.  By the same token, Cal gets the girls, and
I get the good grades.  Some deal, huh?

Anyway, they had been seeing each other for about four months,
and I was beginning to wonder miserably how far Cal had managed
to worm his way into her pants.

Then, one fateful Wednesday, I found out.

Soccer practice had been canceled as our tyrannical coach had a
doctor's appointment; hopefully to have his head removed from his
ass.  Anyway, I got home around three-thirty, a good hour before
usual.  I immediately became suspicious when I noticed Tammy's
blue Honda parked in the driveway.  Our parents didn't get off
work until seven, so that meant that my brother and his
girlfriend had the house all to themselves. 

Or so they thought.

Quietly, I unlocked the door and went inside.  I really doubted
that I'd catch them doing anything, but it was fun to be sneaky
anyway.  I walked down the hall and had just started to head
upstairs when I heard a quiet noise from the living room.  It
almost sounded like a moan, but I told myself I'd just imagined
it. But, after a split-second of hesitation, I turned around and
went to investigate.

My heart pounding with suspense, I peeked around the corner into
the living room to see my brother as he squatted naked on the
couch over Tammy's chest.  She had her hand wrapped around the
red, wet-looking shaft of his dick, and as she squeezed and
pumped it, he groaned and threw his head back.  I watched in
shock and amazement as my brother's dick twitched and spurted a
jet of thick white sperm onto his girlfriend's upturned face.
She was lying on her back on the couch with her skirt up around
her waist, her panties in a heap on the floor.

I felt a sudden burst of adrenaline, most of which seemed to go
to my cock, and my chin was probably scraping the floor.  Even
without my imagination, it wasn't hard to guess what they'd been
doing.  I tried to get a look at Tammy's naughty parts, but I
couldn't because Cal was kneeling above her chest on the sofa,
blocking my view.  His cock was bobbing and jumping in Tammy's
hand as it squirted a few last gooey drops onto her chin.  She
had her lips and eyes tightly closed, and I couldn't tell if she
was enjoying it, though it was rather obvious that Cal was.

Watching my brother's beautiful girlfriend take his hot load on
her mouth almost made me spew mine into my pants.  She looked up
at him with her bright green eyes, seemingly unashamed that
several dollops of thick and stringy jism were sticking to her
cute lips.  Her freckled cheeks were a rosy pink color and she
was breathing quickly.  God, she looked hot.  Suddenly, more than
anything in the world, I wanted it to be me that she was looking
at.  Me who had just pumped a sack-full of warm nut juice onto
her homecoming-queen face.

Cal suddenly groaned again, and I saw that Tammy was running her
long tongue underneath the purple head of his softening prick.
She jerked it gently with her hand, seeming to want more.

"Sorry, babe," Cal mumbled as he got to his feet.  "I'm late for
practice."  Like the true gentleman he is, he grabbed her panties
and wiped the last traces of jizz from his cock, then dropped
them to the floor.  "You'd better get dressed," he said, tugging
on his shorts.  "My little brother'll be back soon."

She gave his back a disappointed look as he sauntered into the
bathroom, and I scowled at him as well.  Frankly, Cal was a pig,
even though I envied him.  Well, as much as I could envy anyone
whose only sexual education came from watching porno movies while
chugging beer.  In fact, that was probably where he had gotten
the inspiration to spurt off on her face.
	
Tammy grimaced and wiped her mouth on her already cum-smeared
panties, then swung her long legs to the floor. I held my breath
hopefully, but her skirt fell down between her thighs before I
could see anything. Cal came out and began rummaging around for
his football equipment, and to avoid being seen, I ducked back
down the hall and out the door. I went around back so I wouldn't
have to see my brother when he left.

Cal was usually an okay guy, but with girls he seemed to be a
real asshole.  He was so self-absorbed that I was surprised they
could put up with him. But, for some inexplicable masochistic
reason, I'd noticed that a lot of women seemed to be attracted to
guys like that. His philosophy about sex also seemed to be of the
Get It Up, Get It In, Get It Off, and Get Her Out variety, which
was a pathetic shadow of the things I'd do in his place.

I'd looked at Tammy with someone else's jizz on her lips and I'd
still wanted to kiss her.  Not just that; I wanted to ravish her,
pleasure her, make hot monkey love to her 'till we both passed
out.  I'd treat her like the goddess that she was.  Cal just got
up and left her with his cum on her face like all he cared about
was getting his rocks off.  I don't know what made me madder, the
fact that he treated her like shit or the fact that she put up
with it.

I loitered around for a few minutes, wishing my hard-on would go
away.  I heard the door slam.  School was close enough that Cal
would probably jog there, but I kept listening for the sound of
Tammy's car starting up.  After about five minutes, I got tired
of waiting and walked around front.  Her car was still there, but
she'd had plenty of time to get cleaned up by now.  I walked
inside and dropped my backpack down on the now empty couch,
seeing Tammy's purse sitting on the coffee table.  I heard the
sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

I bent down and carefully opened her purse.  I had a sneaking
suspicion as to what I would find, and sure enough, there they
were.  Crumpled up blue cotton panties, stained and gooey with
fresh sperm.  My dick had softened to a sticky lump in my pants,
but now it quickly returned to being hard enough to cut diamond
as I replayed the scene in my mind.  Damn, that was by far the
hottest thing I'd ever seen.  I closed her purse and put it back
in its original spot on the table, then practically ran upstairs
to my room and shut the door.  I dropped my pants and peeled off
my underwear.  My cock popped out, throbbing excitedly and
yearning for release.  

Now that I had seen my brother's dick, I no longer thought I was
the runt of the family.  His was rather small, kinda short and
stubby-looking.  Mine wasn't really big either, maybe seven
inches or so, but it was probably at least two inches longer than
his.  A fat lot of good it did me though, since all I did with it
as whack off.

And that's what I planned to do now.  Tammy would leave soon and
I could jerk myself 'till I was blue in the face, fantasizing
that I was me that had fucked her and popped off all over her
yummy lips.  I squeezed my rod firmly and it jumped for joy.  The
skin was taut and shiny, and I didn't think I'd ever been this
hard before in my life.  I spit in my hand and began to pump my
cock with it, quickly losing myself in imagining what it would
feel like to slide it deep into Tammy's juicy twat and feel her
cum around my pulsing dick.

To be honest, I really had no idea what it would feel like.  I
was still a virgin, but somehow I doubted that screwing Tammy
would be similar to screwing my pillow.  I had a good imagination
though, and I imagined that it would be pretty fucking awesome.

With a solid mental image of Tammy's panting face and pouty, cum-
soaked lips, I lay back on my bed and jerked my meat until I
blasted a geyser of jizz into the air.  I must've spurted almost
a dozen times, my sperm launching out and landing all over my
stomach and chest.  It was an awesome cum, and I closed my eyes
and pictured Tammy licking my sticky jism from her lips.  I was
still so out of it that I almost didn't hear the soft click my
door made as it shut.

I froze, then almost jumped up as I realized what that meant.
Tammy had watched me jerk off!  I sat there in shock, not knowing
whether to be embarrassed, mad, or flattered.  I guess I was a
little of each.  I cleaned myself off as best I could with the
handy towel I kept by under the bed, and just as I was pulling on
some clothes, I heard Tammy's car start and drive off.

I sat on my bed and started to worry.  Had she figured out I'd
been spying on them?  Maybe. I hoped she wouldn't tell my brother
about it, or that I was jacking off.  He'd probably think I was
some kind of pervert or something.  It was weird, though. The
fact that Tammy had stayed to watch me cum turned me on
quite a bit.  I didn't know what it meant, but all I could hope
for now was that I wouldn't get busted.

The rest of that week went by in a dull blur of homework and TV.
Cal was excited about his upcoming away game on Saturday, and I
was just happy that Tammy hadn't seemed to mention anything to
him about my peeping or jerking off.  She hadn't been by again,
which was probably just as well since I didn't know if I could
talk to her without embarrassing myself.  She'd occupied my
thoughts for the past few days, stepping up even more often than
usual to take the lead role in my daydreams and fantasies.  I was
pretty ashamed about feeling this way about my big brother's
girlfriend, but I couldn't help it.  

Friday night, Cal talked to Tammy on the phone for a little
while, then hung up with a frown.  Apparently she wasn't feeling
well, and instead of maybe going over and trying to help her feel
better, Cal, in his usual sensitive way, decided to go out and
party with his buddies instead.  I just kicked back around the
house, not particularly feeling like doing anything, except for
wanking myself before bed as I fantasized about sucking Tammy
off.  Something else I doubted that my macho brother had ever
done.

I had soccer practice Saturday morning to make up for Wednesday,
so I looked forward to having a few hours of peace and quiet
while Cal and my parents were at the game.  After practice I got
home and took a shower, then relaxed for a while in front of the
TV.  It was funny, though.  Every time I looked over at the sofa,
an image of my brother cumming on Tammy's face popped into my
head.

The phone rang, and I reached over and answered it.  I was
surprised when I heard Tammy's voice on the other end. 

"Hi, David," she said pleasantly.  "I think I left something in
Cal's room, and I was wondering if it would be okay if I stopped
by in a little while to get it." 

"Uh, sure," I replied, feeling suddenly warm.  She thanked me,
then said good-bye and hung up.  I sat back on the chair and
shook my head, trying to think realistically.  It was probably
just like she said.  She'd left something and she just wanted to
stop by and pick it up.  Nothing else.

The doorbell rang about ten minutes later.  I answered it, and 
there was Tammy, looking pretty in a plain white T-shirt and 
faded blue jeans.  She smiled warmly at me, but I still felt 
uncomfortable.  She chatted with me casually as she followed me 
to my brother's room, asking me what I had planned for the summer 
as we went in.

"I don't really have anything planned yet," I answered, watching 
her as she sat on the edge of Cal's bed and crossed her legs, 
looking up at me with an attentive expression.  Her green eyes 
were simply dazzling.  "How about you?"

She shrugged.  "I don't know, maybe going to my parent's beach 
house with some friends, but I haven't decided yet."

"Beach house?  Sounds cool," I answered, leaning back against the 
door.  Somehow, I locked eyes with her for a long moment until I 
looked away self-consciously. 

"Uh, so," I asked, avoiding eye contact.  "What was it you wanted 
to get?"	

She blinked and looked down at the floor.  "I didn't really leave 
anything here," she said.  "I just wanted to talk to you."

"Oh," I replied as casually as I could, although I suddenly felt 
pretty nervous.  Was she going to confront me about jerking off? 
Had she seen me spying on her and Cal?  She didn't seem mad, 
though.  An image of her sexy thighs locking around my head 
suddenly flashed through my mind, but I ignored it.  "About 
what?"

She glanced at me, then back at the floor.  She licked her lips 
nervously, started to say something, and then stopped.  Her face 
suddenly turned a dark red and she held her head in her hands, 
smiling sheepishly.  "God, this is so embarrassing."

"What?"  I asked, watching her with fascination and a growing 
sense of arousal, though I didn't quite understand why she was 
acting so weird.

"I've never...uh, I've been thinking...oh, shit.  I guess I'm 
just not very good at this," she said, looking flustered. Then, 
before I could react, she got up and grabbed me around the neck, 
closing her eyes as she kissed me tenderly on the lips.

This can't be happening, I thought in total shock.  I was so 
stunned I didn't even kiss her back.  After a few seconds she 
pulled away and bit her lower lip shyly.

"That's what I wanted to say," she said softly, looking me in the 
eyes.  I felt my heart instantly melt and my dick begin to rise.  
I was still in shock, but it was starting to sink in.  She was 
seducing me.  I had dreamed about this but never really imagined 
it could happen.  And now that it was, I suddenly didn't know 
what to do.

Tammy looked at me, her face falling a little.  "Uh, if you don't 
want to," she said, "it's no big deal."  She started to step 
back.  That snapped me out of it.  I didn't say anything, I just 
grabbed her around the waist and kissed her, letting all my pent-
up desire surface as I gave her everything I had.  She held me 
hesitantly around the shoulders at first, then locked her arms 
around my neck and moaned softly.

Her lips were soft and velvety, and I ran my tongue over them 
before slipping it into her mouth.  Her tongue chased mine, and 
darted back and forth between our mouths.  I felt lightheaded. 
Here I was, standing in my brother's room, passionately tongue-
kissing his gorgeous girlfriend while he was grunting and 
sweating on some football field, and I wouldn't have stopped if 
my life depended on it.

After a minute, she broke the kiss and touched her forehead to 
mine, seeming to want to catch her breath.  Her freckled cheeks 
were a rosy pink color, and she was breathing quickly through her 
mouth.  Her breath smelled like peppermint.  With her red hair 
and fair skin, she suddenly made me think of a candy cane.  She 
was a slender, sexy candy cane, and I couldn't wait to taste the 
rest of her.

I turned, and pulled her with me as I backed over and sat on the 
bed.  My eyes were level with her rapidly rising and falling 
breasts, and I tugged her shirt out of her pants and raised it a 
little, pressing my face against her smooth, flat belly.  I 
instantly fell in love with the feel of her warm silky skin on my 
lips.  She smelled good too, like jasmine.

Trying not to go too fast, I kissed lightly over her stomach and 
then over her bra, my lips touching the soft curves of skin at 
the top that the bra didn't quite cover.  I looked up at her, 
seeing that she was watching me with an incredibly sexy 
expression.  She looked really turned on, and that made me even 
hotter.  I wanted this to be good for her.  No, not just good, 
the best.  Sibling rivalry?  Maybe.  I knew that Cal had fucked 
her before, but I wasn't going to.  I was going to make love to 
her like she deserved.

Tammy pulled her shirt over her head and completely off, letting 
it fall to the floor.  There were little freckles on her chest, 
and I kissed practically each and every one as I reached around 
and rubbed her back with my hands.  God, I loved touching her so 
much, I couldn't imagine what making love to her would be like.

Gently, I took her by the arms and lay back.  She climbed over me 
on the bed and knelt with her knees on either side of my hips. 
The cups of her bra rubbed against my shoulder as she smiled 
self-consciously down at me then reached behind her back to 
unhook it.  She pulled it off, and I stared at her tits as they 
bounced free practically right in my face.  They weren't very 
big, but very round and firm.  Her nipples looked almost like 
pink gumdrops.  I raised my head slightly and took one into my 
mouth, hearing her suck in her breath as I swirled my tongue 
around it.  I felt it stiffen to a hard point, and I nursed at it 
happily for a minute or two.  Tammy moaned softly every so often, 
her hands spread out on the bed by my shoulders to steady 
herself.

I eventually let her left nipple pop out of my mouth, then kissed 
between her breasts before I turned my attention to her right.  I 
ran my hands up her jeans-covered thighs and over her hips in 
little circles, moving slowly higher until I cupped the firm 
cheeks of her ass with my palms.  I squeezed and kneaded them 
gently as I sucked on her nipple, and Tammy groaned and began 
rocking her hips back and forth, moving her butt sensuously 
against my hands. 

At this point, I expected to cum in my pants any second, but I 
was so turned on that it would probably only be a temporary 
setback.  After another minute or so, I began sliding down under 
her until I was sitting on the floor with my back against the 
bed; the crotch of her jeans hovering inches above my face.  I 
slid my hands up and down her thighs, but before I could rub my 
face between her legs like I'd intended, she moved further up 
onto the bed.  I turned and watched as she flopped down on her 
back and began fumbling almost frantically with her jeans, 
unbuttoning them and then raising her legs to pull them off.  I 
stared spellbound at her bare thighs and semi-bare ass.  Like the 
rest of her, they were freckled, smooth, and perfect.

She slowly parted her legs, and my eyes widened even further when 
I saw the dark line of wetness along the crotch of her powder-
blue panties.  She watched me intently as I crawled between her 
smooth, supple thighs, stopping with my face scant inches away 
from her steamy twat.

Slowly, anxiously, I pulled her panties to one side, feeling a 
terrific thrill as I got my first close look at a female crotch, 
which in Tammy's case was an awesome sight.  Her mound was 
lightly forested with short and curly light red hair, and the 
area between her legs was nearly hairless, offering a perfect 
view of her gorgeous pussy. The lips were full and pouting, much 
like the lips on her face, and looked just as kissable. They 
glistened wetly and were slightly open, just enough that I could 
get a glimpse of her pearly clitoris and her pretty pink 
interior.  As I felt the moist heat radiating out from her and 
inhaled the musky smell of her excited body, another thrill shot 
through me as I realized that it was me and me alone that she was 
this hot for.  Not Cal, not some hunk, but me.

With my face hovering above her beautiful twat, I moved my hands 
under her legs and back up to rest on her hips.  I looked up and 
saw that she was looking back at me, her pretty green eyes wide 
and anxious. It seemed I had been right about Cal's never having 
gone down on her.  Eager to make up for his mistake, I quickly 
lowered my head to plant an open-mouthed kiss on her steamy sex 
lips. 

I slid my tongue over her swollen labia and caught them between 
my lips, sampling her tangy, salty taste.  I rubbed my nose in 
her soft pubes as I slipped my tongue between her slick lips, 
licking gingerly along the entire inner length of her vulva as I 
felt it quiver and push out against my tongue.  Tammy had seemed 
to be holding her breath, but now she let it out with a long, 
deep moan.

Though I felt almost overwhelmed actually licking Tammy's twat, I 
had often fantasized about doing this very thing.  I lifted her 
legs, pulling her panties off to give me better access.  I kissed 
and licked and sucked at her, letting her gasps and shuddering 
whimpers guide me in the right direction.  I knew enough to start 
paying attention to her clit, which was now poking out beyond her 
lips, almost begging to be licked.  I eagerly obliged, swirling 
my tongue around its swollen hardness and sucking at it gently.

That drove her wild.  Her supple thighs squeezed down tightly on 
my head as she began gently bucking her hips.  She was making 
short gasping moans with every breath, and soon her clit began to 
pull back into her body.  I thought that maybe I'd done something 
wrong, so I stopped and looked up at her.

She gave a frustrated whimper and looked at me with half-closed 
eyes, starting to grind her pussy at my face.  I doubted that she 
even knew she was doing it, but hat was more than enough 
encouragement for me.  I renewed my attack on her now sopping-wet 
pussy, slurping and sucking at her delicate flesh and squeezing 
the cheeks of her ass with my hands.

After only a few moments, I felt her body start quivering, and 
Tammy gasped something that I couldn't quite hear with her thighs 
clamped down around my ears.  She started shaking so much that I 
had to hold on to her waist to keep her from falling off of the 
bed.  I felt a sudden trickle of warm wetness against my mouth, 
sweeter tasting than her other juices had been, and I drank it 
down greedily. After a few more seconds, she went limp, and I 
continued giving her delicious pussy soft licks and kisses.  Then 
I began hearing a faint sobbing sound, and I looked up to see 
that she was crying. 

I stared at her in confusion.  I sat next to her on the bed, not 
knowing what could possibly be wrong.  But then she grabbed me 
and hugged me to her, sobbing in my ear that this was the first 
time anyone had done that to her, the first time she'd ever come. 

She held me tight, panting and nuzzling my ear until I kissed her 
with lips still wet from her juices.  She didn't seem to mind, 
and kissed me back fiercely, leaving both of us gasping for 
breath. I felt great.  I felt like I was floating on clouds.  I 
had made Tammy come, and that was suddenly the most gratifying 
accomplishment I could imagine.

After a moment, she sat up and tugged at the waistband of my 
tented shorts, her intentions obvious.  My head was swimming.  A 
girl wanted in my pants.  Correction, not just any girl, but 
beautiful, sexy Tammy.  I would have been happy with just sucking 
her off, and I would have kept doing it for the rest of her life 
if she'd wanted me to.  But she wanted more, and I wasn't about 
to say no.

I got up and took my shirt off, then slid my shorts down, feeling 
a bit embarrassed to be naked in front of her, though she had 
been naked in front of me for a while already.  My cock bobbed 
up, the head slick and sticky with pre-cum.  Tammy stared at it 
as if it was made of gold.  She reached out and circled her hand 
around the shaft as if measuring it.  That was the first time 
anyone else had ever touched my dick, and it felt great.  She 
looked up at me with wide eyes and smiled.

"It's so big," she murmured, looking back to it and giving it a 
gentle tug. "Bigger than..." she trailed off, but I knew what she 
had been about to say.  Bigger than Cal's.  I felt embarrassed by 
her compliments.  My dick wasn't really that big, but she acted 
like it was the biggest in the world.

She sat on the edge of the bed so that she could take it in both 
hands.  She pulled on my cock like she was milking a cow or 
something, and I knew that I'd cum soon if she didn't stop.  My 
eyes roved over her body.  I looked down at her tits with their 
big, stiff nipples.  I lowered my gaze to the red curly triangle 
between her thighs and the wetly glistening vertical slit of her 
pussy.  It was almost perfectly level with my cock.  She took her 
hands away as I moved forward, the head of my dick brushing up 
against her slick opening.  Tammy spread her legs further apart, 
and with a gentle push of my hips, my throbbing cock slid 
unguided halfway into her hot and slippery hole.

It felt incredible.  Her pussy squeezed my shaft tightly, but she 
was so wet that it was almost like she was sucking me deeper 
inside.  We both gasped as I slid in further, and I looked down, 
watching my dick being swallowed inch by inch until my balls came 
to rest against her tight ass.  God, I felt like I was in heaven, 
and judging by the look on her face, Tammy didn't feel much 
different.

I closed my eyes and groaned.  The sensations of being balls deep 
in a girl were mind-blowing.  I felt the wet lips of her pussy 
pressing into the skin around the base of my cock, I felt the 
heat and snugness of her inner body all along the length of my 
shaft, and I swear I could even feel her pulse.  I opened my eyes 
and looked at her face.  She had broken into a sweat, and her 
eyes were closed as she bit her lower lip.  God, everything she 
did was sexy.  Very slowly I began to pull back, feeling the snug 
walls of her pussy slide deliciously over my cock.  I withdrew 
until only the head was still inside then stopped, hovering there 
for a moment.  The air felt cold around my wet dick, making me 
yearn to slip it back into the warmth of her body.

Tammy opened her eyes and looked at me questioningly, apparently 
missing the presence of my cock.  I looked into her eyes as I 
swiftly plunged back in, her tits heaving and a low moan escaping 
her lips.  I began pumping into her in earnest now, trying my 
best not to go too fast.  I knew I was close to cumming, and I 
wanted this to last as long as possible.  I leaned over her and 
sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, rolling it around 
between my lips with my tongue.  Tammy was fucking me back, her 
hips rising to meet my thrusts.  She was incredible. My brother 
was an idiot to treat her the way he did.  I thought I would 
faint from the overload of pleasure, but, not only didn't I 
faint, I kept going for a few minutes, much longer than I'd 
expected to. 

She was making little whimpering noises in her throat as she 
clutched at my shoulders.  Just when I felt my balls rumbling and 
my cock swelling to spew my load inside her, she groaned loudly 
and I felt her pussy flutter around my dick, milking it as she 
came for the second time.  I barely had time to yank my cock out 
before it blasted a torrent of sperm all over her pink and 
quivering pussy lips.  I grunted, my teeth clenching in almost 
painful ecstasy as semen continued to pulse up from my balls and 
shoot out of my glistening cock head, stringing long lines of 
sperm over her pubic hair and over her flat belly.  As the final 
spurt pushed out weakly, my legs gave out and I fell to my knees 
on the floor, Tammy's dripping crotch level with my dazed eyes.

I stared in fascination at her jizz-covered pussy, my head 
spinning from my orgasm.  I could barely see her red and swollen 
slit under the heavy layer of sperm I had deposited on it.  I 
would've loved to cum inside Tammy's warm, clutching body, but I 
wasn't about to take a chance on getting her pregnant.  I liked 
her way too much for that.  I grabbed my shirt and mopped her 
off, cleaning the last traces of my sperm off her body with my 
tongue. 

I stood up weakly and flopped down on the bed beside her.  Her 
eyes were closed and there was a look of complete bliss on her 
beautiful face. She opened her eyes and smiled as I kissed her 
forehead, then she hugged me.

"Oh, God, David," she whispered.  "That was wonderful.  You're so 
different..."

"From Cal?"

"Yeah."  She smiled ruefully.  "Our little secret?"  She asked, 
looking up at me imploringly with her lovely green eyes.

"Our little secret," I replied seriously, then tickling her ribs 
playfully.  She squealed and laughed, trying to push my hands 
away.  I stopped tickling and started rubbing her belly, then
couldn't resist lowering my head over her chest rubbing my face 
between her smooth, soft tits.  Her nipples brushed my nose and 
lips as I affectionately kissed and nuzzled her pretty breasts. 
She ran her fingers through my hair, then after a minute she 
pushed my head away gently and sat up,

"I'm sorry, but I really have to go," she said apologetically. 
She stood and began pulling her clothes back on.  I pulled my own 
shorts on and helped her with her bra; disappointed that this had 
to end so soon.  I felt like I could've gone on making love to 
Tammy all day and I hoped that she wasn't having second thoughts 
about what we'd done.  I really, really hoped that we could 
repeat it in the future.

She tucked her shirt back in, then smiled and gave me a hesitant 
peck on the lips.  I followed her downstairs and to the door, 
where she suddenly turned and kissed me much more passionately, 
sliding her warm tongue into my mouth and squeezing my ass before 
letting go getting into her car with a smile.  I watched in a 
daze as she waved and drove off.

I closed the door and went back up to Cal's room and tidied up, 
not wanting him to find any evidence that I'd screwed his 
girlfriend on his own bed.  I felt a little guilty, but the 
experience had been awesome, and I didn't regret it in the 
slightest.  I took a shower just in case that Cal would somehow 
recognize Tammy's scent on me, and then collapsed happily in 
front of the TV again.  This had been the best Saturday I could 
remember.



Chapter Two


Cal was pissed off that night.  His team had lost, and it seemed 
that Tammy was still feeling 'under the weather.'  I knew better, 
but I sure wasn't going to say anything to him about it.  Maybe 
it meant that she'd finally realized what a jerk he was, and that 
she could do a lot better.  Not necessarily with me, though.  She 
really deserved a good-looking hunk that would treat her good, 
not a dork like me.  Still...

On Monday, she was waiting for me after soccer practice.  She had 
parked by the curb in the student parking lot; right along the 
route I take to walk home.  I stared at her as she leaned against 
the door of her blue Honda Civic, not quite believing my eyes.  I 
looked around foolishly, then walked toward her.

"Hi," I said hesitantly.

She smiled.  "Hi."

"Aren't you afraid somebody will see you picking up a dorky 
sophomore?"  I asked jokingly, though I was half-serious. 

"No," she answered quietly.  "You in any hurry to get home?"

I swallowed hard.  "Not really."

She opened her door and got in, then sat looking out at me with a 
smile.  "Well, are you gonna get in or what?"

I grinned foolishly, opening the door and climbing inside.  Her 
car was immaculately clean and smelled like pine air freshener.  
I looked at her out of the corner of my eye as she pulled out of 
the parking lot. She was dressed in a green collared T-shirt and 
white slacks.  She didn't seem to be wearing a bra.

As she turned left, obviously not intending to take me home--at 
least not my home--everything suddenly flashed before my eyes.  
She was a senior, and my brother's girlfriend besides.  This kind 
of thing wasn't supposed to happen.

We drove in silence for a minute, and then she asked me if I was 
hungry.  I was.  She pulled up at an In-'n-Out, and I couldn't 
help thinking that was somehow appropriate.

"So, is this a date?"  I asked with a smile as we got out of the 
car.

She looked at me strangely, her dazzling green eyes sending a 
little shiver through me. "Yeah, I guess it is."

I felt weird walking into the restaurant with a gorgeous girl 
like Tammy, but hardly anyone seemed to pay attention.  We 
ordered our food and she insisted on paying for me.  We sat down 
and looked across the table at each other awkwardly for a minute, 
then suddenly Tammy burst out laughing.

"What?"

"Us."  She giggled.  We're sitting here like two total 
strangers."

"Yeah," I said, smiling.  It was silly, especially since we'd had 
hot passionate sex in my brother's bedroom just two days before.  
She reached across the table and took my hand, holding it like a 
fortuneteller.

She looked at it for a moment.  "This says that you're shy and 
quiet on the outside," she said, pointing at a line on my palm, 
"but on the inside, you're bold, passionate, and imaginative."  
She blushed a little as she said this, and I felt my pulse 
quickening. I took her hand and pretended to study it.  

"Hmm.  I'd say that you're also shy, but you're a very smart and 
sensual person, who's also not afraid to take risks."  

She laughed, and squeezed my hand.  Just then, they called our 
numbers, and we got our food and sat back down.  We chatted and 
joked about school as we ate, and I started to forget about the 
fact that this was as weird of a situation as it was.  As we left 
and got into the car, I was quickly reminded when Tammy reached 
over and squeezed my thigh before starting the engine.

"So," I asked, feeling warmer.  "Where to now?"

She shrugged.  "Oh, I thought maybe we'd go back to my house for 
a while," she answered casually.  My dick immediately started to 
put on weight.

We didn't say much on the short drive to her house, but my hard-
on never wavered.  We pulled up in her driveway and got out of 
the car, with me tagging along behind her as she unlocked the 
door.  Judging by that and the empty driveway, I think it was 
pretty safe to say that her parents weren't there.  I felt my 
heart pounding in anticipation as I followed her inside.  Maybe 
this kind of thing didn't happen to guys like me, but until 
somebody proved to me that it wasn't, I was going to enjoy every 
second.

Tammy showed me around briefly, the last stop on the tour being 
her small, neat room.  She flopped down on the bed and looked up 
at me with her cheeks starting to turn the pretty, rosy-pink 
color I had come to associate with her arousal.  She crossed and 
uncrossed her legs slowly as I walked over to her, my heart 
thumping and pulse racing. 	

She raised her chin as I bent down to kiss her, her lips tasting 
a little salty from the french fries she'd had.  I knelt down 
over her and put my hands on her waist as we kissed hotly, making 
wet noises as we sucked at each other's lips and tongues.  Her 
fingers traced down my chest and over my stomach, then slid 
boldly under my jeans and through my pubic hair.

After a few seconds, Tammy pulled her hand out of my pants and 
gently pushed me down on my back.  She kissed my neck as she 
unbuttoned my jeans, opening my fly and rubbing her hand over my 
throbbing dick.  She moved back until she was lying over my legs, 
her pretty face hovering over the long white bulge in my 
underwear.  She looked at it as she pulled my pants further down 
around my hips.

I held my breath, waiting to see if she was going to do what I 
thought she was going to do.  She ducked her head and kissed the 
shaft of my dick through my underwear, her soft red hair brushing 
against my hip.  She gently tugged down my briefs, freeing my 
straining cock from its prison.  She looked at it for a moment, 
then took it with her fingers and held it straight up toward her 
face.  Closing her eyes, she parted her lips slightly and lowered 
her head, placing a tender kiss on the leaky tip.

I couldn't take my eyes away from the sight of Tammy kissing my 
dick.  She held it softly and pecked at it lovingly, moving her 
lips over and under the head and down the underside of the shaft.  
After giving my balls a few gentle kisses, she raised her head 
and opened her lips, taking the head of my cock into her warm 
mouth.

I moaned in complete ecstasy as she began sucking slowly up and 
down on the end of my dick.  Her mouth was so warm, and so wet!  
I could feel her tongue moving against the sensitive underside of 
my knob, and my hips jerked involuntarily as she began to take 
more and more of my penis in her mouth.  She stopped a little 
more than halfway, seeming to reach her limit.  She bobbed her 
head slowly up and down, her mouth sending incredible shivers of 
pleasure through my body.

She began to press forward, apparently trying to swallow the rest 
of me.  She gagged on the head of my cock, then tried again, her 
throat seeming not to want this big fleshy thing to get in, 
though just the feeling of her throat convulsing around the head 
of my dick was driving me crazy.  She kept trying though, and 
soon I couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm getting close," I panted, my balls beginning to tense.  I 
didn't know if she wanted me to cum in her mouth or not.

"Mmmff."  She stopped trying to deep-throat me and started to 
suck hard on what she could get, which was plenty enough for me.  
In a few seconds, I felt the pressure rising, and my pelvis 
muscles suddenly tensed as my dick jerked and erupted.  I groaned 
and gasped as I came, losing track of everything except the 
intense sensation of climaxing in Tammy's mouth.

When I could see again, I looked down to see her still sucking my 
dick gently, a thin trickle of sperm running down the side of my 
cock.  She seemed to have swallowed the rest, and that made me 
feel even more lightheaded.  After a moment, she licked down the 
side and got the last of it, then sat back and looked me in the 
eyes, smiling and blushing self-consciously as she wiped her 
mouth with her hand.
	
I grabbed her arm and pulled her over me, kissing her slightly 
sticky lips with heartfelt passion.  I could taste the traces of 
my salty cum in her mouth, which I didn't mind at all.  It 
reminded me of the pleasure she'd given me.  I slid my hands up 
under her shirt and fondled her bare breasts, finding her nipples 
already hard and poking out.

Tammy slid off of me and stood next to the bed as she began 
undressing, slowly pulling her shirt off to reveal her bouncy 
tits, then unbuttoning her pants and pushing her panties down 
with them, gradually uncovering the red wisps of her pubes and 
the damp-looking split of her pussy lips.  Once fully naked, she 
crawled back onto the bed, and I pulled her over me until she was 
straddling my head.  I stared up at her beautiful and glistening 
twat for a moment before pulling her ass down and burying my face 
between her legs.

She cooed and moaned as I tenderly slurped at her excited pussy, 
running my hands over her stomach and hips as I licked her.  She 
was really wet, and in only a short time she began to shudder and 
gasp as she came on my tongue.  I slowed a little as she 
recovered, but then slowly resumed my pace, sucking and licking 
at her sweet dripping snatch until she came again, and it seemed 
even stronger than the first.

I was curious as to how many times she could come, but she seemed 
to be satisfied for the moment.  She climbed off and sat 
alongside me on the bed.  Her eyes were half-closed and she was 
panting.  Tammy groaned as I sat up next to her and began rubbing 
her back.

"That was incredible," she said with a relaxed smile. 

I grinned back.  "You're my inspiration."

She laughed, then pushed me back down on the bed.  My dick was 
still half-hard, and she sat over me, straddling my hips.  "Let's 
see if I can inspire this," she whispered, reaching between her 
legs to guide my cock between her slick labia.  Her pussy was so 
drenched from my licking that It slipped in easily, and she 
rested her ass against my thighs and sat still, my semi-hard 
penis trapped in her twat.

I took her by the shoulders and pulled her down so that I could 
suck one of her nipples into my mouth.  I felt my dick beginning 
to harden, and it soon regained its full size in the welcoming 
heat of Tammy's body.

She began to bounce up and down, rising and falling on my cock as 
I continued to suck at her tits.  Since I'd just had such a 
tremendous orgasm, I felt like I could last for a while, and 
Tammy didn't really seem to be in too much of a hurry either.  
She rode me for what must've been ten minutes before she started 
getting tired, and I took over, rolling her on her back and 
propping myself up on my elbows as I began to thrust into her 
with long, slow strokes.

My face was inches from hers, and we looked each other in the 
eyes as we both gasped and moaned.  I kissed her, catching her 
lower lip between mine and sucking on it as I slowly pumped into 
her.  It was a dream fuck, and I think we both knew it.

Her moans began to grow louder and closer together, and I began 
to increase my pace.  She cried out loudly as she came, almost 
screaming as her fingers dug painfully into my shoulders.  She 
trembled violently for several seconds, then went limp beneath 
me, her eyes looking glazed.  My orgasm came a minute later, and 
I pulled out and squirted a fairly small load of sperm on her 
belly, though it was so intense it almost hurt.

I fell on top of her, gasping for breath, and neither of us could 
do anything but lie there for a few minutes.  As she began to 
recover, I felt Tammy start sucking on my earlobe.  I was 
surprised at how neat it felt.  After a minute or so, I had 
enough strength to move off and lay on my side next to her.  I 
ran my fingers of her stomach, smearing my gooey sperm around, 
making her skin all shiny and sticky.

"Well, that was pretty cool," I remarked with a grin, somewhat at 
a loss for words.  She laughed and tousled my hair 
affectionately.

"*You're* pretty cool," she said, looking up at me sexily.  I 
kissed her sweaty cheeks, then her pretty mouth, moving my lips 
softly against hers.  It was another perfect moment, and I wished 
I could go on kissing her forever.

That was when we heard the front door slam.

"Shit!"  Tammy hissed, scrambling off the bed and fumbling for 
her clothes.  "Get dressed!  Hurry!"

She didn't need to tell me, as I was already yanking my pants on. 
We got dressed in record time, with Tammy pulling on her shirt 
and straightening her hair just as we heard voices down the hall.

"Here," she said, handing me a geometry book.  "We'll say that 
you're picking this up for Cal."  I nodded and followed her out 
of the room.  He parents were in the kitchen putting away 
groceries, and they looked at me oddly as they saw us coming down 
the hall.

"This is David," Tammy introduced.  "He's Cal's brother.  He came 
over to get a book for him."  Her parents smiled pleasantly and 
said hello, and then Tammy said we had to get going.

Once back in her car, we grinned at each other and she gave me a 
quick kiss.  "Well," she said.  "I guess I'd better take you 
home."

"Yeah," I replied, not really wanting to our 'date' to end, but 
it was starting to get late.

On the way to my house, Tammy kept adjusting the front of her 
shirt, and I realized that her stomach was still sticky with my 
cum.  I got an idea, and took off my seat belt and leaned over, 
pulling up her shirt.  She giggled as I began licking her smooth 
belly, trying to clean it off.  My head bumped against the 
steering wheel a few times, but I managed to get most of it.  I 
didn't mind the taste, though I liked hers a lot better.  

She stopped a few houses down from mine, apparently not wanting 
to have to explain to Cal what she was doing giving me a ride 
home at seven thirty at night.  She grabbed my arm as I started 
to get out, then kissed me tenderly for a good minute or so.

"I love you," she whispered, then slowly let go of me.

I felt dizzy.  "I love you, too," I answered sincerely.  She 
smiled and squeezed my arm, but it was a troubled smile.

I got out of the car and waved to her as she made a U-turn and 
drove off.  On the way back to my house, I wondered whether Cal 
would hate me for the rest of my life if he found out what was 
going on between Tammy and me.  He might be a jerk, but he was 
still my brother, and I didn't want to see him get hurt.



Chapter Three


I walked slowly up the driveway to my house, feeling tired but 
very content.  My head was still reeling from my second lusty 
session with Tammy, which had been even more intense than the 
first.  Though the sex had been completely awesome, the highlight 
had really been when she'd turned to me in the car and said that 
she loved me.  It was the best feeling in the world, one that I 
never wanted to end.  The only thing that was keeping me from 
being totally ecstatic was a nagging feeling of guilt.

"Where've *you* been?"  Cal asked in his usual belligerent way, 
barely looking up from the TV as I entered the living room. 

Oh, just fucking your girlfriend, the nagging voice said.  I 
ignored it.  "I went out for something to eat with the guys," I 
lied, sitting on the famous couch.

Cal grunted in response and returned his attention to the TV.  I 
joined him in watching America's Funniest Home Videos, which in 
my opinion fell somewhat short of its name.  I began to think 
about things, particularly my brother and Tammy. Halfway through 
the show, it hit me.  

I was having an affair.  I was sixteen years old; a high school 
loser; and I was having an affair with my brother's beautiful 
girlfriend.  It sure must've been getting pretty cold in Hell 
right about now.

I thought about Tammy almost constantly at school the next day.  
I'd never tried drugs or anything, but I was beginning to 
understand what it was like.  Tammy was *my* drug, and, even if 
I'd wanted to, I knew that I'd never be able to 'just say no'.

At lunch, I spotted her sitting and talking with Cal. They seemed 
to be in a good mood, and I couldn't help feeling a little 
jealous as she sat there with him and ignored me.  I understood 
why, but I still resented it a little.  I felt so strongly for 
her that I hated not being able to show it, but I hated even more 
to think about what might happen if my brother found out.  So, I 
sat with my small circle of friends and pretended I was 
interested in the movies or whatever the hell they were talking 
about, all the while remembering how drop-dead gorgeous Tammy's 
face had been as she'd gasped and panted as we had made love on 
her bed.

That evening found me locked in a good-natured wrestling match 
with Cal.  He'd wanted to sit in the easy chair, but I'd refused, 
and like we'd done all our lives we ended up rolling around on 
the floor to decide who'd get it.  My brother had just slapped a 
particularly painful arm hold when the phone rang.  Our mom 
picked it up in the kitchen, then called for Cal.  Saved by the 
bell, I flopped down in the chair with a grin as he went to 
answer it.

"Its Tammy," I heard her say.  My grin disappeared.  I suddenly 
felt anxious, but I wasn't sure why. I pretended to be interested 
in the TV as I listened carefully to the conversation.  I 
couldn't catch most of it, and what I heard consisted mostly of 
monosyllables from Cal, which in itself wasn't unusual.  But 
after a few minutes, his tone began to convey something else.

"Yeah," he replied into the phone with a strangely thick voice.  
"I guess I do."  He set the phone down with a quiet click, then 
walked upstairs without another word.  It took a moment for me to 
put a name to my brother's tone and expression, as it was one I'd 
rarely seen on him before.  He was upset.  With a sinking 
feeling, I realized what had just happened.

Tammy had dumped him.  And though he didn't know it, she'd dumped 
him for me.  Before, I'd imagined that I would be happy to 
actually beat Cal out of a girl, but even though he was a jerk, 
he still had feelings.  I felt sorry for him.  I know *I'd* be 
pretty damn miserable if I lost a girlfriend like Tammy.

I stopped feeling so sorry for him the next day at school when I 
saw him putting the make on a pretty blonde cheerleader.  I knew 
he was still hurt, but he wasn't the type to let that slow him 
down.  I also saw Tammy in the hallway after lunch.  Unlike Cal, 
her spirits were obviously down, and once again I felt more sorry 
for her than for my brother.  His feelings were centered on 
himself, while hers went out to others.

She seemed to be in a hurry, and didn't stop to talk, but she 
gave me a pained looking smile as she passed by.  I thought about 
her all day, wondering when I would be able to see her again.

It was two days after the breakup, and I was walking home after 
practice when I heard a car behind me begin to slow down.  I 
turned, and my heart began to pound as I saw Tammy's blue Civic 
pulling up next to me.

"Hey, little boy," she said somberly through the passenger 
window.  "You want some candy?"

I grinned.  She seemed to have recovered.  "Sure, lady," I 
replied, playing along.  "Where is it?"

She reached over and opened the door, her face still perfectly 
serious.  "Sit down in here and I'll show you."  I climbed in and 
shut the door.  "It's in my front pocket," she said, unable to 
keep a straight face any longer.  "You'll have to get it 
yourself, and you might have to feel around for a while before 
you find it."  She grinned as she looked ahead and pulled back on 
the road.

I think I surprised her by actually reaching over and sliding my 
hand into the right front pocket of her green slacks.  She 
giggled as I began feeling around, rubbing her thigh and hip 
before sliding my hand between her legs.  Her pocket wasn't deep 
enough to go all the way, but I managed to palm her warm mound, 
feeling her crinkly pubic hair through the thin cloth layer of 
her pocket.  A lump formed in both my throat and my shorts as I 
deduced that she wasn't wearing panties.

"Is that the candy you were talking about?"  I asked, trying to 
sound innocent.  She nodded with a smile.

"If you're good," she said, starting to blush slightly.  "I'll 
let you have some."  That was something I was definitely looking 
forward to. 

"I'll be good, I promise."

We drove for a while in silence.  "I broke up with Cal," she said 
quietly.

"I know.  I feel a little bad about it, but not much."

Her face turned downcast.  "It really hurt to do that to him.  I 
still like him.  I don't really know why, but I do.  He's just so 
stubborn and thick-headed."

"Yeah," I replied.  That pretty much described him, all right.  
"But he'll get over it.  He's already recovering."

Tammy smiled.  "I'm not surprised."

"So," I asked, as casually as I could, "where are we going 
today?"

"I thought we could go to the lake, maybe enjoy the view for a 
while. I brought some food and stuff," she said, nodding her head 
toward the ice chest in the back seat. "That okay with you?"

"Sounds great," I said with a smile.  I'd go anywhere with Tammy, 
anytime.

We parked beneath some trees and walked toward a grassy hill over 
looking the lake.  I carried the ice chest while Tammy carried a 
blanket she had brought for us to sit on.  There weren't many 
other people around, just an older couple and few little kids 
having a barbecue by the campground, and a gray-haired man 
fishing further down at the side of the lake.  

Tammy spread out the blanket, then sat down on it and offered me 
a Coke from icebox as I joined her.  I accepted it, and she took 
one herself, sitting back on her elbows and relaxing.

The weather was perfect, warm and slightly breezy, and I leaned 
back as well to enjoy it.  Even though we weren't touching or 
even saying anything, just being there together seemed to be, 
well, romantic.  

I looked at the sunlight reflecting off the shimmering water, 
then over at Tammy, who looked away with a little smile.  The 
wind played with her pretty red hair, blowing strands of it 
across her forehead and freckled cheek.  It was an incredibly 
picturesque scene, and I suddenly had to get in on it.

She leaned forward as I moved to sit behind her, seeming to know 
what I wanted to do.  I sat down with her between my legs, then 
leaned forward and put my arms around her.  She hugged my arms 
even closer around herself, and we sat there in silence for a 
while, both looking out at the green trees and blue water.

I began to wonder what it would be like being married to her.  I 
found it strange to be thinking about that at my age, but I 
couldn't help it.  We could get an apartment together, maybe even 
live at her parent's summer house.  Cal would be resentful when 
he found out, of course, but he'd probably get over it quickly.  
I wondered if Tammy would want to have kids.  Not right away, 
probably.  Later, one or two would be fine, but not a lot...

Tammy startled me out of my daydreaming by leaning her head back 
on my shoulder and starting to nibble at my ear.  I laughed at 
the ticklish sensation, and she giggled back.

I noticed that the couple with the kids was looking over at us, 
but they were being discreet about it, smiling at each other 
almost knowingly.  It was a little weird, but I didn't really 
mind it.

Hugging her tighter, I slowly ran my hands over her smooth belly, 
feeling the soft firmness of her skin through the thin fabric of 
her shirt.  I don't really know what came over me, but I cupped 
her left breast in my hand, squeezing it gently as she gasped in 
surprise and moved her head from my shoulder.  

"Careful," she whispered, looking over at the middle-aged couple.  
"They'll see us."  

I started kissing and sucking at her earlobe.  Somehow, the fact 
that we had an audience didn't bother me.  Maybe I was making up 
for all the times I wanted to touch her and hold her in school 
but couldn't.

I continued massaging her tit, and she blushed heavily but made 
no move to stop me.  She turned her head and kissed my neck 
wetly, sucking at it like a leech.  I smiled, and remembering 
that she didn't have any underwear on, slid my free hand down the 
front of her pants and rested my fingers in the soft curls of her 
pubic hair.  She moaned against my neck, sending a strange 
vibration through my windpipe.  I rubbed her mound for a few 
moments, feeling the inviting heat radiating up from between her 
legs.  

I glanced over at the married couple to see if they were still 
watching.  They were.  Their kids were down playing by the lake, 
and they were sitting on a bench very close to one another, their 
eyes flitting between us and their children as they commented to 
each other about something, probably us.  My dick was very hard 
at this point, and pressed firmly against the back of Tammy's 
ass.

Sliding my hand down further, I felt my cock twitch in my shorts 
as I encountered the very swollen and moist lips of her pussy.  
It seemed that she was as excited as I was to be fooling around 
in front of God and everybody.  I began to stroke her gently with 
my fingers, feeling her shiver and raise her hips up slightly at 
my touch.  Tammy let her head fall forward, and I kissed tenderly 
at her neck as I slowly rubbed her slick and overheated slit.

Though they probably couldn't see exactly what was happening, I 
imagined that it wasn't too hard for our two onlookers to guess 
what was going on.  I noticed them holding hands and hugging each 
other, and it almost looked like they were going to do a little 
fooling around of their own.

Tammy suddenly whimpered, her hips rising even further off the 
blanket.  I felt her slippery vulva begin quivering under my 
fingers, and she clutched tightly at my arm and groaned as she 
came in front of two complete strangers.  

I kissed her neck and shoulder as she wound down, then she turned 
and gave me an embarrassed smile before hanging her head down as 
if in shame.  	

I smiled and squeezed her affectionately, and she giggled in 
response.  We relaxed for a while, eventually lying down to 
absorb the warm sunlight.  In about a half-hour or so, the family 
left, and Tammy propped herself up on her side next to me and 
punched me lightly on the chest.

"That was a dirty trick," she said with mock anger. "I was *so* 
embarrassed!"

"Sorry," I said, unable to keep from grinning.  She made an angry 
face, but leaned down and kissed me lightly.

"You'd better be," she whispered.  "You're just lucky you're so 
good at it."  She suddenly climbed on top of me and began 
tickling my side, and I laughed and struggled playfully to make 
her stop.  We began wrestling, giggling and rolling around much 
the same way I had with Cal so many times before.  But this time, 
at least to me, the outcome was never in doubt.

We both grinned and panted as she sat above me, her hands pinning 
my arms to the blanket.  Our eyes were locked, and we even seemed 
to be breathing at the same time.  Her freckled cheeks were 
flushed and rosy, and she looked at me for a long while before 
lowering her head and kissing me.  It wasn't a shy we're-at-the-
lake-so-we'd-better-behave sort of kiss, it was an I-love-you-
and-I-don't-care-who-sees-it pure and passionate explosion.  

I felt dizzy as she crushed her lips against mine, making a 
strange and urgent groaning noise deep in her throat.  She began 
to rub herself against my lap, grinding her pelvis into the very 
rigid length of my cock.

Tammy was driving me nuts with desire, and I think that we were 
very close to stripping our clothes off and screwing right there 
on the hill. Fortunately, we both seemed to snap out of it a 
little, and stood up wordlessly to gather her stuff.

We hurried back to her car and dumped the gear in the back seat.  
I had cooled down a little, but not much, and I kissed her again 
as she got into the car.  

"Wait," she said in a breathy voice, shutting her door and 
starting up the engine.  She drove down the small road that wound 
around the lake, pulling off next to the cover of a large stand 
of trees.

"Does this mean we're going camping?"  I asked as she turned off 
the car and grabbed the blanket out of the back.  

She grinned. "Sort of.  C'mon."  She got out, and I did likewise, 
following her through the trees until we came to a small 
clearing.  I watched in anticipation as she spread the blanket 
out on the ground, then sat down on it and looked up at me, her 
green eyes sparkling sexily in the late afternoon light.

I pounced on her, and she laughed and pulled me closer, kissing 
me on the mouth with her tender lips.  Our hands roved all over 
each other, and practically before I knew it she was working my 
shorts down around my knees.  My dick was glad to be free in the 
cooling air, but nowhere near as happy as it would be once it was 
in Tammy's body.  But that could wait.

I gently but firmly pulled myself away and began undoing the 
front of her pants.  She rested on her elbows as I opened the fly 
of her slacks, catching a glimpse of the fiery red hair on her 
mound.  She lifted her hips, and I dragged her pants all the way 
off and dropped them on the blanket next to us.  I positioned 
myself between her legs, drinking in the glorious sight of her 
pouty and very moist-looking slit.

"So," I asked in a husky voice.  "Have I been good?"

She grinned.  "Yes.  You've been very good."

I happily lowered my head to her crotch and buried my face in her 
sweet pussy.  I slid my hands under her shirt as I sucked and 
licked at her tender flesh hungrily, quickly losing track of time 
until she cried out and climaxed on my tongue, her slender hips 
shaking on the blanket as I lightly pinched her nipples between 
my fingers.

After recovering for a few moments, she pushed me back and kissed 
me briefly before lowering her head to my lap.  I felt her warm 
and wet tongue slide along the underside of my pulsing dick, and 
I moaned as she took me into her hot mouth.  I closed my eyes and 
savored the intense feeling of her lips and tongue moving around 
my shaft.

It was incredible.  I rubbed my hands down along her back and 
over her round cheeky butt, then slid my fingers between her legs 
and began stroking her flowing twat.  She moaned around my penis, 
and it felt so awesome that my hips jerked forward involuntarily, 
making her gag as the head tried to leap down her throat.  
Gaining control of myself, I eased back and continued to play 
with her drenched pussy as she sucked eagerly on my cock.

I felt my orgasm slowly building, but Tammy suddenly let my dick 
fall from her mouth.  She looked up at me and moaned with the 
most lustful expression on her face that I'd ever seen.

"I want you," she breathed, closing her eyes and gasping as my 
fingers brushed her clit.  "God, I want you!"

I took her by the arms and lowered her back on the blanket; her 
supple legs snapping open like springs as soon as her back 
touched the ground.  I'd never seen her quite so worked up, 
though it was quickly rubbing off on me.  It must've been 
something in the air.  I didn't pause to think about it though.  
I crawled over her and guided my cock to the slippery entrance to 
her body, plunging in all the way with one solid thrust that made 
Tammy groan loudly and dig her nails into my shoulders.  

Already knowing that I wasn't going to last very long, I kept my 
movement slow, seeming to tease her a little by deliberately 
taking my time.  She thrust her hips up at me desperately, and 
with a frustrated groan, I realized that I wasn't going to be 
able to hold back much longer.  But Tammy's gasps and moans were 
coming faster as well, and I gave up and began pumping into her 
quickly, feeling her lock her strong legs behind my butt as she 
suddenly arched her back and screamed into the darkening woods.

Her pussy clamped down on me like a vise, squeezing and rippling 
like a milking machine.  I felt my balls lift and my cock began 
to swell.  I tried to pull out of her before it was too late, but 
her legs were still locked tightly behind me, holding against 
her.  I grunted and thrust deeper inside her, losing myself in 
the mind shattering sensation of cumming inside Tammy's hot and 
twitching body.

I looked down at her guiltily as my head began to clear, and she 
smiled up at me dreamily, running her fingers over my lips.  I 
caught one in my mouth and sucked at it as my dick softened 
inside of her.

"It's okay," she whispered.  "It was my fault."  She pulled me 
down and cuddled up against me, and we lay there together as the 
sun set and darkness fell.

Cal wasn't home as I walked in just before eight that night, but 
my parents were, and they were a little miffed that I'd come home 
late again without letting them know where I was.  I said that 
I'd gone to a movie with some friends and after a little while I 
managed to get them off my back.  After dinner, I flopped tiredly 
down on my bed.  

So far, every time Tammy and I had made love, it had been better 
than the previous time.  If our sex got any better, my life would 
be in serious danger.  

As I turned out the light and went to sleep, I thought guiltily 
about our little 'accident'.  If it was okay with her, it was 
okay with me, but I seriously didn't want to screw up her life or 
mine by getting her pregnant.  We'd just have to be more careful 
next time, though part of me still couldn't believe that this was 
really happening, and I half-expected to wake up and find out 
that it was all a dream.

I was awakened sometime early the next morning by the painful 
impact of Cal's fist into my gut.  I half-sat up, holding my arms 
up protectively as I gasped for breath and tried to figure out 
what was going on.  He shoved me back down on the bed, and I knew 
what it was as soon as I saw the look on his face.  

"You little fucker," he growled menacingly, his face red and his 
fists trembling.  He knew.  Somehow, he knew.  "You little 
pissant motherfucker."

I lay there wheezing, waiting for him to explode and pound my 
face in.  I probably deserved it, but that didn't make the 
prospect any more appealing.  I saw him raise his hand again, his 
lips pressed tightly together with rage.

"Shit!"  He yelled, lowering his fist and kicking my dresser hard 
enough to knock the lamp off.  "I should kick your fucking ass 
until you die for screwing around with Tammy," he said in a low 
and venomous voice, "but it would break mom and dad's heart."

I watched him as he turned and walked to the door, stopping just 
outside in the hall.  "Besides, that fucking slut probably 
started it anyway."  It was my turn to get angry, but I kept 
quiet, knowing that I'd just make things worse by shooting my 
mouth off.

He just looked at me for a few seconds, starting to look more 
hurt than angry.  He shook his head.  "Fuckin' A," he said in a 
trembling voice, and then he left.

That had to be the most miserable feeling I'd ever had in my 
life.  I sat up and just stayed there on my bed for a good hour, 
wondering what I could've done to prevent this.  I fully expected 
that Cal would never talk to me again, though I was surprised 
that he hadn't beaten the shit out of me.

I noticed a lot of people looked at me and passing comments 
behind my back at school, and I learned from a friend how Cal had 
found out.  His buddy Ronnie had driven by the lake yesterday 
with his own girlfriend, and they saw Tammy and I together, 
though I don't think they saw us fooling around.  There were 
plenty of rumors to that effect, however, most much more bizarre 
and outrageous than anything we'd actually done.

Tammy came up to me that afternoon between classes, and I could 
tell just by looking at her that she already knew the worst of 
it.  She looked even more miserable than I felt, not even saying 
anything; just looking at me like her heart was on the verge of 
breaking.

I took a step toward her knowing very well what would happen when 
I did what was going to do, but I didn't care.  I hugged her, 
right there in the hallway, and she didn't hesitate to put her 
arms around me and hug me back.  A chorus of hoots and cheers 
began from the other students, but I ignored them.

"It's okay," I whispered in her ear as she started to cry.  "It's 
not the end of the world," I said helplessly.  I wished that I 
could say something that would cheer her up, something that would 
make her stop crying and be happy again.  I felt horribly 
inadequate.

The mocking voices quickly faded when they saw we were ignoring
them, and I held Tammy there for a minute, trying to be as 
comforting as I possible could.  Beyond her shoulder, I caught 
sight of a blonde girl at her locker who was looking over at us.  
She glanced away when she saw me notice her, but then slammed her 
locker shut and began to walk our way.  

Tammy had recovered, and looked up at me with a shaky smile.  
"I'm sorry," she said in a sniffly voice, slowly disengaging 
herself from me.  "Those things they're saying just got to me, 
that's all."

"Don't pay any attention," I said, suddenly feeling angry.  I 
hadn't let it bother me before, but now I wanted to kill that 
bastard Ronnie or whoever it was that had started the rumors, if 
for no other reason than for making Tammy upset.

"Uh, hi," a voice said at my shoulder. It was the blonde girl.  
"It really sucks what everybody's doing," she said, sounding 
irritated.  "I mean, it's awful the way that people spread 
rumors.  Its really stupid."  

I stared at her for a moment in mild surprise.  She was wearing a 
faded black Akira T-shirt, and seemed familiar, though I couldn't 
place her.  I'd probably had a class with her before, maybe in 
Jr. High or something. 

"Thanks," Tammy said with a little smile, though she seemed 
equally surprised.  

The girl smiled back and shrugged. "I just wanted to let you know 
that not everybody's like that," she said, then walked off.

Tammy looked at me curiously.  "Do you know her?" 

I shrugged.  "Maybe. I might have had her in a class before."  

"That was nice of her," she said.  "I was beginning to feel like 
everyone hated me."

"They'll get bored in a few days and find something else to talk 
about," I said with a smile.  I was happy when Tammy smiled back, 
looking much more cheerful.  "You want to meet me after 
practice?"

She looked doubtful for a moment, but then shrugged.  "Sure."  

Just then the late bell rang, and I hugged her again quickly 
before we went our separate ways.  We might be alienated from 
most of the school, and Cal would very likely resent me the rest 
of his life, but we had each other, and that was the most 
important thing.



Chapter Four


The rest of that day passed very slowly, especially since I spent 
most of it in the Principal's office bleeding into a paper towel. 
My nose ached and I was probably going to have a black eye, but 
the worst part about it was going to be explaining what had 
prompted me to jump two guys and start socking on 'em. 

They were upperclassmen, probably juniors, and I'd heard them 
talking as I passed in the hall. I wasn't sure, but I think that 
they probably raised their voices to make sure that I could hear 
what they were saying. I don't remember exactly what they said, I 
do remember hearing the words "Tammy" and "whore" in the same 
sentence. 

I'm not normally an aggressive guy, but something just seemed to 
snap. I was as surprised as anyone when I turned around and 
decked the guy. He didn't look like he'd expected me to do 
anything, and I clocked him pretty good. My success was short-
lived, however, as his buddy frowned and punched me in the nose. 
He didn't break it, but it hurt like hell and made my eyes start 
watering.

From then on it was pretty much just me getting worked until we 
were broken up a few seconds later. After being dragged to the 
office and calming down a little, I started to feel bad. Not 
about the fact that I'd just gotten my ass kicked, that was 
really no big deal, but from the fact that my parents were now 
probably going to find out about Tammy and me.

When the principal walked in, he sat down behind his desk and 
regarded me with the stern, unreadable expression that all 
authority figures seem to have.  

"I think I have some idea as to what this is all about," he said, 
after a few uncomfortable moments of silence. "There have been 
some ugly rumors going around today, haven't there?"

I kept quiet, staring down at the gold plaque on his desk and 
probably looking as pathetic as I felt.

"What happens outside of school is your business," he said, 
leaning back in his chair. "But getting in a fight won't solve 
anything. I don't know if any of these stories are true, so I'm 
not going to mention anything about them to your parents." 

I felt like sighing with relief, but he wasn't finished yet.  

"I'll leave that for you to explain when they come to get you. 
I've already called them at work."

Great. Even if I lied about how the fight had started, I was 
still going to be grounded for a month.  Tammy would no doubt 
hear about what had happened, and I hoped that she wouldn't be 
upset.  She already had enough grief without me doing something 
stupid like this. 

My mom was pretty worried, and she kept asking me if I was okay 
all the way home. My dad seemed a little mad, but not nearly as 
much as I'd expected. I told them that the two guys had been 
picking on somebody and I'd tried to make them stop. It wasn't 
very far from the truth, and they seemed to be satisfied with it.

After some rather painful medical attention from my mom and a 
long lecture from my dad, everything went back to normal. I was 
only grounded for a week, and I'd also been suspended from school 
for a day, which was just as well because my left eye had swollen 
up and was looking pretty bad. My nose was still sore, but that 
and a few nasty bruises were about the extent of my injuries. I'd 
gotten hurt a lot worse falling off my bike.

Even though I had a day off from school, I was still feeling 
down. I couldn't stop wondering how Tammy was doing. I ached just 
to be able to see her, to talk to her, to look into her dazzling 
green eyes and touch the silky softness of her passionate red 
hair.

The next day I kicked back around the house, doing all the chores 
that my parents had assigned me.  I caught Cal looking at my 
black eye during dinner, and he glared at me before returning his 
attention to his food. I didn't know what he thought about me 
getting in a fight, but I did know that he would've done the same 
thing. He also probably would've won.

I went to bed about eleven, but I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking 
about Tammy, wondering if she was asleep right now, or if she was 
awake and maybe thinking about me.

The sudden crack of something hitting my bedroom window startled 
me out of my thoughts.  I quickly got out of bed and pulled the 
curtains aside to look for whatever had made the noise. I caught 
a glimpse of movement from below, and I grinned as I saw Tammy 
standing on the little stretch of lawn below my window, dressed 
in dark jeans and a black T-shirt.

She waved up at me, then walked away toward the front of the 
house. I dressed with growing excitement and went downstairs as 
quietly as I could. I'd snuck out of the house at night before, 
but never to be with a girl.

Tammy ambushed me as I walked out to the driveway, coming out 
from behind the hedge and latching her arms around me with a 
quiet giggle.

"Am I being kidnapped?" I whispered to her with a grin.

"Yes," she answered matter-of-factly; grabbing me by the hand and 
leading me down the street to where she'd left her car. She fell 
back against the driver's side door and pulled me against her, 
holding me tightly around the waist. 

"I had to see if you were okay," she said quietly as she looked 
up at me. She frowned and gently touched my eye. "Does that 
hurt?"

"A little," I answered. Actually, it hurt quite a bit.

She punched me in the chest lightly, looking suddenly angry. 
Something about redheads and their tempers flashed through my 
mind.

"That was a dumb thing to do," she told me. "You could've really 
gotten hurt."

I knew she was right, but I still felt defensive. "They were 
talking-" She cut me off.

"That's no reason to get yourself beat up!" She recoiled at the 
sudden loudness of her own voice, looking around sheepishly at 
the dark houses along the street.

"Sorry," she said in a much softer tone, looking into my eyes and 
running her fingers lightly over my lips. "Its just that I love 
you, and no matter what happens or what anybody says, I want to 
be with you. I don't care about anything else."

I stared at her for a moment, then put my hands on her waist and 
kissed her. It was like she had spoken my exact thoughts. Her 
lips moved urgently against mine, and she ran her fingers through 
my hair as she returned my kiss hungrily. 

After a few moments we paused, and I rested my forehead against 
hers as our breath mingled in the dark night. 

"I should go," she said after a few moments. I slowly let go of 
her, but then she latched on to me and kissed me again. "I'll see 
you tomorrow at school," she said, then gave me a squeeze and got 
into her car. I smiled and said good-bye, then waited until her 
taillights disappeared around the corner before heading home.

That was the last time we saw each other outside of school for 
almost three weeks. For one thing, I was grounded, and we also 
agreed that we shouldn't press our luck and take a chance on 
adding fuel to the fire. The most intimate thing we'd done In 
school was hold hands, and even though a few people still stared 
and whispered, everyone pretty much left us alone.

Then one Friday Tammy told me to wait for her after school. I 
didn't know what she had in mind, but I didn't care as long as 
we'd get a chance to be together. She picked me up, and as I got 
into the car I noticed that she was wearing a skirt.

I'd never seen her in a skirt before, and I couldn't help but 
stare at her long and gorgeous legs.

"You look great," I commented. She blushed and smiled at my 
compliment, then turned and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"You don't look so bad yourself, Romeo," she coyly replied, then 
turned her eyes back to the road. She was obviously in a playful 
mood, and quite frankly, so was I.

I was a little surprised when we pulled up in her driveway a few 
minutes later. Her parent's car wasn't there, but I still felt 
somewhat anxious as I remembered the close call that we'd had 
last time. I looked at her questioningly, but she just smiled and 
patted my knee.

"My parents are at my aunt's house and won't be back until late," 
she explained. "Besides, they've always been pretty 
understanding, and I don't think they'd freak out too much if 
they saw us here together."

"That probably depends on what we're doing," I said with a grin 
as she started to get out.  She laughed.

"True. We'll have to make sure we bolt the door, then." She led 
me inside, tossing her books into her room and securing the front 
door with the security chain before joining me on the couch. We 
watched TV for a little while, with her sitting between my legs 
as I gently worked on her shoulders with my hands. She felt a bit 
tense at first, but she quickly began to relax as I massaged her 
back. I moved my hands over her shoulder blades and brushed her 
silky red hair aside to gently rub her slender neck.

"That feels wonderful," Tammy murmured, letting her shoulders sag 
and her head fall forward. It felt wonderful to me, too. As I 
finished with her back, I reached around her waist and began her 
front, rubbing my hands in little circles over her firm, flat 
belly. She moaned softly for a few moments, then unbuttoned 
her shirt and pulled it off, allowing me to rub her soft skin 
directly. 

I moved my hands up along her ribs, my fingers brushing against 
the warm cups of her bra. Her breathing began to quicken a little 
as I gently closed my hands over her breasts and began to move 
them in little circles. I'd read about this a massage book once, 
and I was really glad that Tammy seemed to like it. I continued 
for a minute or so before sliding my hands down her body, over 
her hips and to the tops of her thighs. I moved her skirt up as I 
rubbed her upper legs, and she began moving them further apart, 
seeming to invite me to massage a much more sensitive area.
	
The insides of her thighs were very warm, and my fingers 
encountered the material of her panties as I gradually moved 
inward. The crotch of her underwear was quite damp, and I figured 
that she must've been enjoying my massage even more than I'd 
thought.

"Mmmmmm." She moaned as my fingers grazed her pussy, and I could 
feel the outline of her hot and puffy lips through the saturated 
material.  I began to stroke her gently, smiling as I remembered 
our adventure in the park. She fell back against me, turning her 
head to nuzzle at my neck as I placed both hands between her 
legs.

After a few moments, she slowly closed her legs and turned, 
getting up on her knees and looking down at me sexily. Her bra-
covered tits rose and fell only inches away from my face. Her 
lips were parted and she was breathing quickly, her cheeks a deep 
violet color that only set off the dazzling green of her eyes.

"I love-" we both began at the same time, then stopped and 
laughed.

"I love you, Tammy," I finished, putting my arms around her and 
kissing her between her freckled and perfect breasts. She gently 
lifted my head up and looked into my eyes.

"I thought I knew what love was before I met you," she whispered, 
her eyes becoming misty. "I can't imagine ever feeling happier 
than..." she broke into tears, and I hugged her comfortingly as 
she wiped her eyes with an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry," she managed, a teardrop rolling from her cheek onto my 
chest.

"Don't be," I said, sharing her emotions. "I feel the same way." 

She hugged my neck and kissed me on the forehead, then both of us 
jumped as the phone suddenly rang. Tammy giggled and collapsed on 
top of me as the answering machine clicked on. It was somebody 
for her dad. I looked down at her for a moment, and she smiled 
and raised her chin, presenting her irresistible lips to me as 
she slowly closed her eyes.

I gently touched my lips to hers, just rubbing them lightly 
together before gradually increasing contact. Tammy moaned as I 
cupped her right breast in my hand, squeezing and rubbing it 
lightly as I kissed her with passionate tenderness.

We just sat there and kissed for a while, our hands moving lazily 
over each other. It was great just being able to relax and take 
our time, and I was enjoying every glorious second of it.

With her cheeks almost glowing a rosy-pink color, Tammy sat up 
slowly and unclasped her bra, then let it fall to the floor. She 
stood and hooked her thumbs beneath her skirt to pull her panties 
down, and she giggled as she stepped out of them, lifting the hem 
of her skirt for a moment to flash me a tantalizing glimpse of 
her copper-haired mound.

Grinning, I reached out and pulled her to me, popping one of her 
cute pink nipples into my mouth as I slid my hands under her 
skirt to squeeze her curvy butt.  She moaned and rubbed her hands 
over my shoulders, settling down in my lap so that I could feel 
the incredible heat of her pussy directly over my dick. She felt 
like she was burning up.

I sucked and nibbled lightly at her stiff nipples, causing her to 
gasp and press her fingers into my shoulders. I slid my shorts 
down around my knees, gasping as I felt the very hot and very wet 
lips of her pussy slide over the length of my fully erect penis. 
Tammy seemed to like the feeling as well, as she started to move 
her hips in little circles, rubbing her slick labia all over my 
cock. 

The sensation was great, but it was teasing me almost beyond my 
limits. I reached down between her legs and lifted my dick 
upward, and Tammy impaled herself on it with a groan. My whole 
body shivered as she sank down onto my cock, her steamy tunnel 
engulfing every millimeter until our pubic bones were pressed 
snugly together. 

Her flushed and beautiful face was an inch away from mine, and we 
locked eyes for a second before she kissed me with a moan of pure 
passion. I echoed her moan as she locked her arms around my neck 
and began to bounce wildly, her small perky tits hardly quivering 
as they rose and fell with her movements.

I held on to her smooth hips as she rode me, enjoying every 
touch, every sight, every smell, every sound of Tammy's body as 
she made love to me almost fiercely on her parent's couch.

Just when I thought I couldn't last much longer, her moans and 
whimpers grew in urgency. In the space of only a few moments she 
was there, and I kissed her all over her face and neck as she 
came with a series of shudders and short, gasping moans. I was 
very close to cumming myself, but I used every once of willpower 
I possessed to hold back, not wanting to repeat the little 
'accident' we'd had in the woods. Somehow, I won out, and I held 
her and stroked her face gently as she caught her breath.

"You are incredible," Tammy panted, then crushed her lips to mine 
and kissed me feverishly. She slowly raised herself off me, my 
dick slipping out of her and falling against my stomach with a 
wet slap. Lying back on the couch, she looked at me imploringly 
and tugged at my shoulders. 

I suddenly realized what she wanted, and I moved up as she slid 
further beneath me, stopping when I was straddling her chest. 
Taking my straining cock in her hand, she slowly raised her head 
and brought it to her lips, never once breaking eye contact. A 
delicious thrill shot through me as she took the head of my wet 
penis inside her warm mouth. This was exactly the position that 
I'd caught her and my brother in, and I felt lightheaded as she 
closed her eyes and began sucking tenderly on my dick, bobbing 
her head up and down as she drew even more of me between her 
soft, wet lips.

She worked on my cock with a slow, steady pace, sometimes letting 
it out of her mouth to run her tongue along the sides or 
underneath it. Then she slowly jerked it with her hand as she 
kissed and licked at my balls.

It was pure heaven. and I felt my nuts contract as the pressure 
rose up through my groin.  My body tensed, and suddenly I 
couldn't talk or even move as those parts of my brain seemed to 
shut down in preparation for my orgasm. Tammy sensed what was 
happening, and she got her mouth around the head just in time to 
catch the first spurt as I exploded.

My hips moved forward involuntarily, my whole body feeling like 
one huge nerve centered on the incredible feelings coming from 
the head of my cock.

"Oh God," I moaned when I could find my voice. Tammy continued to 
suck gently as the last tremors subsided, not letting a single 
drop of my semen escape from her wonderful mouth.

I ran my fingers though her beautiful red hair as I looked into 
her eyes. I knew right then that there was nothing either of us 
wouldn't do to make each other happy.


End