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She is the One (Part 18)

Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

my hand and giving me a half-smile. He let go of my hand and turned back to the television. Craig followed us out into the foyer. “Thank you so much,” he said, his face almost sagging with relief, “That went really, really well.” “Really?” Becca said, twisting her mouth and glancing back toward the living room, “We’ll see. I hope he stops giving you grief.” Craig waved his hand. “That’s just Carson. He’s just messing with me.” Becca gave him an ‘oh, really?’ look. “Well, just let me know if he starts up again.” “How popular is he back where he’s from?” Alan asked, zipping up his coat. “I don’t know. Why?” “If he’s popular, I’d hate to see what the other kids his age are like.” “Come on, Alan,” I said, pulling on my hoodie, “He’s cool.” Alan looked at me with a disgusted look. “Cool? Him ?” “Yeah!” I knew why he was pissed; Amanda still looked a little flushed from speaking with Carson. “Besides, Joe’s way worse most of the time.” “Hey!” Joe said, looking offended, “At least I don’t grunt as much as he does.” “Every word you say is a grunt,” I replied, grinning. “Jack, calm down,” Kayla said, poking me in the arm, “Be nice.” “I am nice. Let’s go.” We said goodbye to Craig and separated into our vehicles. “What else we got planned for the day?” Tara asked, pulling out her phone. I looked back at her. “Who you texting?” “Carson. Duh.” “You don’t have his number.” “I know.” She gave me a smarmy smile. “I’m waiting for you.” I rolled my eyes and passed back my phone. “Wait a ... little bit before texting him, will you?” “Sure, sure,” she said, thumbing through my phone. Kayla’s upper lip was twisted. “What’s up, sweetie?” I asked. She sighed and rubbed her eyes. “You really wanna go after him, Tara?” “Unless he asks me first,” she replied, handing my phone back, “And it looks like I gotta be the trail-blazer.” “No kidding,” Alan grunted, “Good luck with Mr. Conversational.” Amanda giggled. “What?” “You know what I’m talking about. ‘Yeah’…‘uh huh’…‘cool’. Like trying to have fun with a Speak-n-Spell.” “What did you think about him, Amanda?” I asked. She thought about it. Alan was staring at her, his nose almost in her ear. She noticed and put her hand to his face, pushing him away. “Wish there were more people like him around,” she said innocuously. “Why?” Alan demanded. “Seriously, Alan, have you ever met anyone like him?” “No,” he growled, folding his arms, “Thank God.” “Is someone jealous?” I asked, grinning at him in the rearview mirror. He held up his middle finger in response. Tara leaned over Kayla’s shoulder. “You never said what you thought about him, Kayla.” “Not a fan,” Kayla replied simply. She gave me a look that said she’d have a lot more to say later. “Awwww, sorry,” Tara said, rubbing Kayla’s arm, “He didn’t make you mad, did he?” “No.” “Good,” Tara said chipperly, falling back in her seat and opening her phone, “Because I think I waited long enough.” “Seriously? It’s been only ten minutes!” “I thought guys were the ones who had a hard time ...