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The Good, The Bad and the Molly - Chapter Three

Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male Domination, Male/Female, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: BashfulScribe, Rating: 91.1, Source: sexstories.com

matching her pace. When enough time had passed, I cleared my throat nervously. "Hey." I piped up. Molly turned to see me and stopped. I followed suit. "Hey." She softly said. "I did a real stupid thing yesterday." I began. "I yelled at my best friend when she was only trying to comfort me. I lost myself. I let anger get the best of me." "Yeah, you did." She mumbled, still a little uncomfortable. I sighed. "I let my past get the better of me sometimes. I get caught up in the past a lot. I wish I had a better childhood. I wish I was a better person. I wish I was a better person for you." "You know that I didn't have the best childhood either." She reminded me, still a little distant. "Yeah, I know." I admitted grimly. "And I'm sorry. I wish I could change that. I wish I could go back and rewrite yesterday. Or all those other times I yelled at you." "I don't like it." She told me quietly. "I can forgive you when you yell at me. But I don't like knowing it's going to happen again and again." "I guess it's like you said." I said. "It's something we're both going to work on. Like it or not, we're living under the same roof for the whole year, whether we're friends or awkward enemies. I just hope we can be the former. You're important to me and you're a reminder of why I want to become a better person." I got down on one knee, smiling, and reached back to a compartment of my backpack to retrieve a single lilac flower, Molly's favorite. "I was an idiot, but I'm going to change ... that. I'm selfish sometimes, so I'm here to selfishly ask you if you'll stick by me and be my friend. I promise in return that I'll work towards making you happy and avoiding these events in the future. Your feelings matter to me, and I promise, I promise , I'll be a better friend from here on out." By this point Molly was blushing, but if I knew her, not for the reason I'd hoped. Her index finger was nervously tapping by her side and she was looking left and right nervously. "You're making people stare." She shyly whispered. I looked around and sure enough, students were pointing and smiling at us as they walked by. My smile got bigger as I stood up again. "Well then, perhaps I should go somewhere a little more private to have this conversation. Care to join me?" Molly pretended to give it thought. "Well, it won't be much of a conversation if it's just you." She told me, giving me a shy smile of her own. I happily gave her the flower, and she admired it in her hands. "Cafeteria?" I asked her. She shrugged. "Okay." She agreed, and we walked down together and quickly found a table. We didn't say anything for the first few seconds. "...So?" I asked nervously. She looked at the flower instead of me. "I still need to think about it." She told me uneasily. "Okay." I weakly conceded. She looked at me and gave me a big smile. "I'm kidding, you goof. I forgive you." "You're vicious!" I accused her, a relieved smile on my face. "You can't use your shyness against me." Molly gave me an ...