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One Thousand Apologies - Part 3 (revised)

Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Joe Long, Rating: 92.7, Source: sexstories.com

This is a revised version. No events have been added or deleted, but additional detail and dialogue have been added to a few scenes. ======================================================== We were still holding hands when the movie ended. I tried to remain cool and calm on the outside, but inside I was all giddy and jumping up and down, as all the thoughts and memories that got me to this point flashed through my mind. Every time I had been with, or even just wanted to know a girl, the fear and anxiety of not knowing how she would respond would shut me down, many times before I even started. But then and there, Hannah had wanted[ii] me to kiss her. She [i]let me touch her boob. She wanted me! I’d spent more than two weeks since our reunitement wondering if she’d ever feel the same way about me as I did about her – and she had given me my answer! God, I was so happy, I couldn’t recall ever feeling that way before – the fear was washed away. I felt I had just found all that I had struggled to find for years – to be accepted for who I was, to be part of a couple, to have a lover. There was still the issue of our mothers being sisters, but that could wait til later. I lingered in my seat to read the credits, which also gave time for my hard-on to be not quite so obvious. It didn’t work, as I still had to adjust my pants when I finally stood, to which Hannah responded with a glance down and a grin. She took my hand again as we went to the exit, our fingers intertwined walking ... down the dark ramp to the main concourse of the mall. Once out into the bright public area, she broke our grip to run over to her brother and sister waiting by the arcade. Donna started gushing as Hannah arrived “Oh. My. God. That was so scary – they built these houses on top of an old Indian cemetery, and the ghosts stole their little girl!” By that time I joined them and broke into the conversation, “Yeah, our movie kinda sucked”, immediately followed by “OW!” as I caught Hannah’s elbow in my rib. “Don’t listen to him, it was good, even if it was sad at the end.” The girls kept going, back and forth. Steve rolled his eyes and I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and said, “c’mon let’s go!” as I motioned to the outside door. ======================================================== Monday was the opening of the first round of the playoffs, a best of five. The four teams played two games every night at the stadium, with the two winners of the round advancing to meet each other in the finals the next week. Pepsi played the early game that first day. Aunt Tess dropped the kids off, and I would take them home after my game was over. When Dave and Donna scattered to find their own friends to hang out with, Hannah found a seat along the railing next to the right field bullpen, where I occupied the bench. We couldn’t find too much time during the game get a private conversation, with each of us standing on opposite sides of the railing and me having to face the field during game play. In ...