1. She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Male/Female, Romance, Teen, Violence, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    everything I thought of doing fell apart in face of the fact that Kayla had said to leave her alone…And just thinking about that made me want to die. It had started to snow. I pulled out of the parking lot and drove home, feeling like if I fell into a sinkhole on the way home, it wouldn’t be a big loss. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Hey Jack!” I looked up. I had been getting out of my car, still wallowing in my misery. I’d done that most of the way home and it was a miracle that I didn’t wrap myself around a tree or something. The snow was falling in earnest now, obscuring houses halfway up the street, but there was no mistaking Mr. Hannigan’s bulk through the flakes. My stomach lurched for a second in terror until I realized he was waving, not charging at me like he wanted to clothesline me for record distance. He was standing in his driveway, sweeper in hand, waving me over. “Hey, Mr. Hannigan,” I said, trudging through the deepening snow and doing my best to smile like nothing was wrong. “Good day at work?” he asked, shaking my hand and giving me a smile I know I didn’t deserve. I shrugged. “Holiday shoppers. You know.” “Eesh,” he said, grimacing and leaning on the sweeper, “Nothing says Christmas like consumer greed, huh?” I chuckled. “No, not really.” I glanced at the house. “How’s Kayla?” He sighed and looked up to where her room was. “Not feeling good. She ...
    said she was feeling pukish and just wanted to be left alone.” “Should I go see her?” I knew I shouldn’t ask but it slipped out. He shook his head. “I asked her if she wanted me to ask you to come over when you got off work and she said no.” He frowned. “Everything okay between you two? She usually antsy when you’re not around.” I was already feeling bad enough hearing that she wasn’t doing well but his question almost made me vomit. “She…didn’t look too hot when I saw her this morning.” He frowned. “You saying my daughter isn’t hot?” “Oh, she is! Definitely!” “Good,” he said, shaking the sweeper threateningly, “Don’t wanna have to crank you with this.” I would have deserved it. “What are you doing?” “Well,” he said, looking up at the sky, “Thing I hate more than anything is having my car skating around on the road. So I gotta get the drive swept off so I can put the Ice Melt down.” “Why don’t you just put it down right now?” I asked. He gave me a crooked grin. “Your dad makes you shovel the driveway, doesn’t he?” I nodded. “Every year since I was eight.” He laughed and patted me heavily on the shoulder so I slipped and had to catch myself. “Yeah, that’s why. Ice Melt will melt the snow, but won’t do anything for underneath. So, we sweep—” He swept a drift of snow off the driveway, “—and then put down the stuff.” “Okay. Makes sense.” “Yes it does,” he replied, “Pro tip for when you own a house.” “Did you need a hand?” He looked down the driveway, then back at the areas he had ...
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