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Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 3

Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

I’ll be with my grandmother and I’d like for Cinda to join me. We can look for an apartment or house to rent over the next week or so.” “Cinda, I think you need to tell Ty about your school.” I looked first at Momma then to Cinda. “Ty…it’s terrible; the state is broke, at least that’s what they say. The school budget has been cut to shreds. All the AP classes have been eliminated.” I looked at her in dismay. “That doesn’t make any sense. They could put a hundred AP kids into one class without a problem. The AP students are all motivated and don’t require all that much from the teachers, either.” “What do you think we should do, Ty? I want a great education, not something second-rate.” “With my inheritance we could go anywhere, but I think we should go to Indiana, not to live with my parents, but to my school. The program there is fantastic. My parents live on the family farm in an upscale community where the public schools are an extremely high priority. We can find someplace to rent easily. I think it will be the best option.” I looked around the table; everyone was silent so I continued. “That means you and I should marry soon, Cinda, but that’s what I wanted all along. I’m sure Momma will be happy knowing that you’re not living in sin.” “Yeah, right,” Momma replied, a smile on her face. “I’m sure you two are regular saints when you’re alone. Seriously, I agree. Cinda deserves a better education than she can get here. I’m just glad that Monroe has graduated.” “Momma…do you ... think married couples should have secrets from each other?” Uh oh, I knew where this was going. Cinda had been after me for ages wanting to know my IQ. “Of course not, Cinda—why do you ask?” “Well, I know that Ty is a real genius, but he won’t tell me what his IQ is.” “That’s because there’s nothing special about having a high IQ. It’s just something you’re born with and it’s no guarantor of success. I could just as easily have been born with one arm or some other disability, besides that’s just about the most misused assessment ever. Being motivated is much more important.” Cinda batted her long eyelashes at me and I knew I was dead. “Stalling, Ty.” “Can’t we just let it go with embarrassingly high?” Cinda shook her head; Monroe and Momma were clearly amused. “Okay, I give up…one hundred….” I paused, not for effect, but because I’d always had difficulty talking about myself. My dad said it best—self praise stinks. “…and… eighty-one—last time it was measured, anyway. There—happy now?” I looked around the table. All their mouths were open in shock. I closed Cinda’s with a quick kiss. I told all about my childhood as a prodigy when Momma asked. “I was speaking early and began to read at eighteen months. I remember asking my mother to read a section from a magazine then I read it back. She thought I was just copying her, but I continued, reading the entire page. All I really needed was to match the symbols with the sounds—same with math. My folks first had me tested when I was ...